John Helms
(Voltage opens up, but not in the way it usually does. Usually, it’d start off with a recap of the previous week’s Voltage, followed by pyro and Voltage’s intro music as the camera pans around the excited crowd, but that’s not the case this week. Instead, the entire Capital One Arena in Washington DC can be heard booing at the top of their lungs as the camera opens up to the ring, already filled by none other than New Eden. All three members of the group are seated on chairs inside of the ring, holding microphones in their hand, and the fans only continue booing, despite the look on New Eden’s faces showing that they don’t really care.)
Drake King: You guys can keep booing. We’re not moving until Captain Charisma gives us what we want.
(The crowd continues booing, but Drake, Myles and Minerva only stick to their word, remaining seated.)
James Peters: Ladies and gentlemen.. I’m James Peters and as always with me is Rich Russillo and Persephone Tsitsipas. Usually I’d welcome you all to yet another Sunday night Voltage- the final Voltage before Wicked Games, but as you can see.. New Eden has other plans.
Rich Russillo: Yeah.. They’ve been sitting in the ring for the past few minutes, and I wish we could proceed with this show and get into some of the amazing matches we have planned, but you heard what Drake said.
Persephone: Fuck Drake, New Eden, and whatever stupid matches are on the show. I already wasn’t looking forward to tonight, the last thing I need is these three dragging out the show and forcing me to stay longer.
(The three members of the New Eden continue to wait inside of the ring, waiting for Captain Charisma, meanwhile the crowd just keeps booing.)
Drake King: Last week, I talked to Captain Charisma and asked him for one more chance. I asked politely. I didn’t say anything disrespectful. I didn’t do anything wrong, and what does Captain Charisma do? He did something he wouldn’t dare do to anyone else on the roster. He refused. Had it have been anyone else on the roster and they were just asking for a title shot or something like that, they would’ve gotten it no problem. Had it been anyone besides one of us inside of his offense asking him for a second chance they’d be getting it this very week, but not us. We don’t get that kind of respect. Captain Charisma refused to give us the opportunity that we needed, and because of HIM we had no other choice but to take matters into our own hands.
Myles: We took out Donovan Duke. We took out Justin Windgate, and we’re only just getting started. We’re done playing nice. If we’re going to continue being treated like this week after week to the point where one simple request can’t even be accepted, despite Captain Charisma being willing to give us the same opportunity when it benefited him, then we’re going to take what we want by force.
Minerva: The blood of Donovan Duke and Justin Windgate is on Captain Charisma’s hands, and this isn’t going to stop until we’re given the opportunity to take what should’ve already been ours. We’re not leaving this ring until Captain Charisma walks out here and gives us just one more opportunity, just like he’s more than happy to give handouts to the rest of his roster no matter how many times they fail. We want our chance, and we want it at Wicked Games.
(‘Self Help Tape’ by Moses Sumney finally hits, and the crowd begins cheering loudly as Captain Charisma walks out to the stage. He doesn’t look happy at all, and it does not take long for him to begin speaking.)
Captain Charisma: You three need to get the hell out of that ring, right now.
(Myles, Drake, and Minerva all look at one another, but not a single one of them move from their seats.)
Myles: Why should we do that? We want one thing, and you’re refusing to cooperate. You’re refusing to give us just one more chance, so why should we give you what you want?
Captain Charisma: Because if you don’t, I’ll have you all escorted out of the building.
Drake King: And what about your precious title defenses?
Captain Charisma: It’s not like any of you actually want to be competing anyway. I’ll just strip you of all your Championships and have you thrown out of the building.
(And from there, all three members of New Eden finally get out of their seats, all while the crowd cheers loudly at the idea of them all being stripped of their titles.)
Myles: Really? You’re going to go that far instead of just giving us what we want?
Captain Charisma: Yep. Now you can get out of the ring, or you can lose everything you won back at Pain for Pride. It’s your choice.
(The three New Eden members look at each other for a second, and they’re a bit surprised by Captain Charisma. It doesn’t take long for them to look back at him though, as Minerva begins to speak.)
Minerva: Do it, then. We’re constantly chosen by you to represent this brand even when we don’t want to, so you know what we can do, and what we are capable of. You know that you’re making a mistake, so go ahead. Take away all of the titles. Take away the Cash in the Vault briefcase. Take all of it and have us thrown out. I dare you.
(Captain Charisma just shrugs his shoulders, clearly not impressed or amused with the trio, before beginning to answer.)
Captain Charisma: Okay. Effective immediately, all-
(Before Captain Charisma could finish his sentence, ‘The Outsiders’ by Eric Church hits, causing the crowd to burst into even louder cheers. Captain Charisma looks behind him, and none of the three New Eden members look too happy to see Donovan Duke walk out with a microphone in his hand, joining Captain Charisma at the stage. Donovan turns to Captain Charisma before beginning to speak.)
Donovan Duke: Last week, I was a competitor in the tag team turmoil tournament. Not too long before that match I had an interview with Molly Waters, and I addressed the possibility of me becoming a double Champion. I could go on and on about what could’ve happened, but at the end of the day we’ll never actually know, and it’s all because of those three cowards inside of the ring. Minerva cost me a spot in the tag team turmoil tournament, taking herself out of the tournament too. I don’t like New Eden. I hate New Eden just as much as everyone else in the arena now after THEY chose to mess with me, but I don’t want them thrown out of the arena, and I definitely don’t want them stripped of their titles. Drake King is going to lose his EAW Championship tonight, but when it happens it’s going to be because he was defeated by me.
(The crowd continues cheering for Donovan.)
Donovan Duke: I want my match against Drake tonight. I want to be able to leave Voltage with the EAW Championship, and if that means fighting for Voltage’s honor, so be it. It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve done it, and we all remember what happened back at Territorial Invasion. If New Eden wants a match at Wicked Games, then I know someone who has the power to make it happen. There’s a man backstage right now who earned the right to have any match he wants, because unlike New Eden, he was also able to win at Territorial Invasion.
(A grin grows on Donovan’s face, and moments after, ‘High All The Time’ by 50 Cent hits, causing the loud cheers to continue. Justin Windgate walks out to the stage next to Donovan Duke, and he’s holding a microphone in his hand as well.)
Justin Windgate: I would’ve liked facing Donovan Duke and Minerva in the finals of the tag team turmoil tournament. Or maybe I could’ve faced Chris Elite and Jake Smith. Either way, I was this close to making it to the finals, and now that’s not going to happen. I had the opportunity to become a Unified Tag Team Champion stolen from me just like Donovan did, and this past Monday Donovan and I actually talked for a while. Both of us were screwed over by members of New Eden, and it’s clear why, They sacrificed their spots AND our spots in the tournament because they wanted a match at Wicked Games. They wanted one more opportunity at the same goal they failed to achieve back at Territorial Invasion, and we decided that we weren’t going to let them get away with screwing us over. At Wicked Games, we want a match against Myles and Minerva. We owe them one after what they pulled last week. We want to put New Eden in the ground, so at Wicked Games we don’t just want a match against Myles and Minerva. We want Myles and Minerva in a BARBED WIRE MASSACRE!
(The crowd explodes at the announcement, and as expected, neither Myles, Minerva, nor Drake look too happy. Captain Charisma is surprised, but he seems to be amused by Justin’s announcement.)
Justin Windgate: I don’t know if Minerva remembers this, but she actually competed in a Barbed Wire Massacre before, just this year actually, and how did that go for her? 🤔
(Minerva looks annoyed, but the three members of New Eden remain quiet.)
Justin Windgate: Ohhh, right. You failed to win that match, Minerva. You were put down, just like Donovan and I are going to put you and Myles down.
Donovan Duke: We’re ready to finally take New Eden down for good. Captain Charisma, you can count on us. When Wicked Games is over, Voltage is still going to be yours, and after Wicked Games the only change we’ll be seeing here on Voltage is that there will be a lot less of these three running around.
(Captain Charisma doesn’t answer immediately, instead taking a moment to think as he looks between the three in the ring and the two on the stage. He hears all the cheers from the crowd, and after a few seconds, he finally begins to answer.)
Captain Charisma: You know what? Fuck it, you want Myles and Minerva at Wicked Games? You got them.
(Once again the crowd explodes, and both Justin Windgate and Donovan Duke look glad to see Captain Charisma approve of the match.)
Captain Charisma: At Wicked Games, Donovan Duke and Justin Windgate will face Myles and Minerva in a Barbed Wire Massacre match, and this is New Eden’s final chance. You three win, and you get your chance to run Voltage. You lose… And that’s it. You three will be forced to disband for good.
(The cheering continues as both Justin Windgate and Donovan Duke have grins on their faces, but none of the members of New Eden seem to share the same look.)
Drake King: You gave that same stipulation to Malcolm Jones. Did you forget what happened to him?
Justin Windgate: We’re not Malcolm Jones. I’m the Xtreme Classic, and I’m standing next to the future EAW World Champion.
(‘High All The Time’ hits, and while the crowd cheers, the three members of New Eden stare down towards Justin and Donovan. They don’t look too happy despite getting the opportunity they wanted, likely because of what else is on the line. Justin and Donovan on the other hand look satisfied, and Captain Charisma begins to make his way to the back.)
James Peters: Well there you have it. Donovan Duke and Justin Windgate versus Myles and Minerva at Wicked Games, in a Barbed Wire Massacre match!
Rich Russillo: And there’s a lot on the line here! If New Eden wins they get control of Voltage for an entire month! If they lose, then they’re forced to disband!
Persephone: I usually don’t root for anyone specific unless I’m watching Rexy wrestle, but I really need Justin and Donovan to win. Not because I think they’re even remotely talented or entertaining, but because New Eden’s annoying as hell and I’d LOVE to see the embarrassed look on their faces when they’re forced to split up.
James Peters: Well, I guess we’ll just have to wait and see what happens in one week’s time!
(As Justin Windgate and Donovan Duke stare down New Eden, with the crowd clearly on Justin and Donovan’s side, the camera fades away from ringside, going to the first commercial of the night.)
(Voltage fades to a promotional ad for Wicked Games, where Myles and Minerva face Justin Windgate and Donovan Duke in a Barbed Wire Massacre match.)
(Voltage fades back to ringside where Bella Braxton has a microphone.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is an ANYTHING GOES MATCH!! And it is scheduled FOR!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
( ‘If Ya Smell’ by Adam Massacre plays over the sound system of the arena as The Woogieman is making his way to the ring. )
Bella Braxton: Introducing first! From Jacksonville, Florida! Weighing in at 260 pounds! THEEEE WOOOOGIEMAAAAAAAN!!!!!
James Peters: Here is a man we haven’t seen in a bit of time! But the fans always love to see him!
Rich Russillo: He isn’t The People’s Champion for nothing and this match tonight should allow him to express himself in creative ways!
Persephone: Sometimes I wonder how he’s still around! He looks like a novelty act that we take out when needed. But, he always steps up, gotta give that to him.
( ‘The Colons’ by Primos plays over the sound system of the arena as The Main Attraction is making his way to the ring. )
Bella Braxton: ANNND HIS OPPONENT! From Tijuana City, Mexico! Weighing in at 225 pounds SEBASTIAAAAAAN GAAAAAARCIAAAAAAAA!
Persephone: For someone calling himself The Main Attraction I don’t see him around The Main Event at all! That’s false representation!!
Rich Russillo: What can we expect out of these two men in a match where anything can happen? A match with absolutely no rules? We’re about to find out!
Referee: RING THE BELL!!!
( Ding! Ding! Ding! )
James Peters: And This Match Is Officially Underway!!
SEBASTIAN GARCIA IS QUICKLY ON THE OFFENCE AS HE RUSHES BEHIND WOOG AND CLOBBERS HIM WITH A DOUBLE AXE HANDLE TO THE SPINE! WOOG IS DOWN TO A KNEE! Garcia is quick on the attack with A BIG BOOT TO THE FACE of Woogieman as he was trying to get back up! Down goes Woogieman and he gets a foot on the skull Sebastian appears to want and try to crush it against the mat!
Rich Russillo: The official is ordering Garcia to stop which he doesn’t do until the official begins to count! Sebastian gets Woogieman to his feet throwing a knife-edge chop to his chest before whipping him into a-NO! Woogie counters and sends Garcia to the corner and throws a series of quick strikes before spitting in his own hand and throwing in a European Uppercut! Woogie calls for a Bulldog and goes for it BUT is countered by Garcia who reverses it into a whip into a corner! Sebastian tries for a running dropkick BUT WOOG dodges causing Garcia to launch himself through the ropes and outside of the ring!
James Peters: Woogieman looks down at his opponent from inside the ring before getting to stepping outside the ropes and to the apron. he is sizing his opponent up before going for a FLYING CLOTHESLINE FROM THE APRON! DOWN GOES GARCIA as Woogieman is quick to get vertical! The crowd is enjoying this as the crowd favorite is moving to whip his opponent against a barricade with force! Garcia is leaning against the barricade with fans booing him from behind! Woogieman comes close he is going for a Spear BUT GARCIA COUNTERS WITH A URANAGI SLAMMING DOWN WOOGIEMAN!
Rich Russillo: The Woog will feel this tomorrow morning! Garcia keeps on the offense as he grabs Woogieman by the side and hoists him up in a spinning gut-wrench!! Great display of power by The Main Attraction at this point in the match!! Sebastian picks up Woogieman once more hoisting him over his shoulders before RAMMING WOOGIEMAN’S HEAD AGAINST A POST!! DOWN GOES WOOG!! THIS MATCH IS GETTING HEAVY IN A HURRY!!
Persephone: THIS gets you riled up? Geez…
James Peters: Garcia looks around considering the many options at his disposal. He opts for a table from under the ring which he sets up on the outside and he goes to set another one right next to it! He goes back to Woogieman, raking his eyes before moving to lay him in the tables before throwing a few punches to the face to keep Woog docile. Then Sebastian goes under the ring again, fetching a ladder that he is sliding inside the ring. He goes in himself and sets up the ladder before noticing that Woogieman is up and RIGHT BEHIND HIM!! Woog with lightning-quick strikes to his opponent before whipping Garcia into the ropes AND OVERHEAD BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX HIM INTO THE LADDER!!! Garcia bounces off the thing and lands on his side with the ladder leaning against the ropes! Woogieman is in control now as he moves the ladder laying it down in the center of the ring he moves to get Garcia to lay on top of it, what does he have in mind?
Rich Russillo: He is looking at the fans before moving to a corner he goes for the second corner what is he doing? Woogieman doesn’t go airborne normally? He is preparing for a flying elbow! He leaps! GARCIA MOVED OUT OF THE WAY! WOOGIE CRASHES IN THE LADDER! HE HOLDS HIS RIBS this seems to be hella hurting! Garcia doesn’t seem to care much as he goes on the attack and grabs hold of Woogieman whipping him into a corner before moving for a crossbody splash that connects! He gets Woogieman up, BODYSLAM ON THE LADDER! HE FOLLOWS WITH A COVER!!
ONE!
TWO!!
James Peters: Woogieman kicks out! His back must be in shambles however that ladder is unforgiving! Garcia is nonchalantly pushing him outside of the ring and insults the crowd a little bit before rolling out himself BUT WOOGIEMAN IS FIGHTING BACK WITH LIGHTNING FAST FISTS AND A CLOTHESLINE SENDING GARCIA OVER THE BARRICADE AND iNTO THE CROWD! WOOGIE IS BATTLING AMONGST THE FANS AND THEY ARE LOVING THIS! They are heading up the stairs through the crowd of cheering fans where will this lead folks? We have to get to a commercial break! Don’t Go Anywhere!
( Voltage fades to a commercial for Inside Job, a new animated series starring Christian Slater, season 1 available now on Netflix. )
James Peters: We are back live on Sunday Night Voltage where ANYTHING GOES right now between Sebastian Garcia and The Woogieman! They were battling through the crowd before the commercial break and now they are in one of the concourses! Security trying their best not to get the fans to get involved this is a dangerous situation as Garcia is pushing and throwing Woogieman around they are getting close to one of our many merchandise tables! Kick to the midsection by Sebastian before grabbing the head of Woog and bashing it against a table! He leaves him to be a moment, looking at the merch there are all sorts of things from t-shirts to… WAIT, A CHAIN!
Rich Russillo: SEBASTIAN GARCIA IS NOW CHOKING THE WOOGIEMAN WITH THE CHAIN!!! WOOG IS STRUGGLING HIS EYES WIDE THEY LOOK LIKE THEY COULD POP OUT OF HIS SKULL BUT THE CHAIN BREAKS!
Rich Russillo: The Main Attraction with a mouthful tonight as he cusses at his opponent! A few punches to the face of Woogieman who was catching his breath Woog is dazed right by the table as Garcia gets some distance between himself and his opponent. He dashes forward-looking to clothe-WOOGIEMAN WITH A POWERSLAM THROUGH THE MERCH TABLE!!! HE JUST EXPLODED THAT TABLE THERE ARE SOUVENIRS EVERYWHERE!!! Woogieman With The COVER!
ONE!
TWO!!
THR-
Persephone: Awww MAN! Garcia kicked out!
James Peters: This could’ve ended it right there but Garcia is more resilient than that! And this match will continue! Garcia is slow to get up. Woogieman is riling up the surrounding fans this is not too smart as it gives Sebastian time to recover. Woog takes Seb by the head moving him near some concession stands.
The Woogieman: (off-mic) You Hungry Garcia? HUH?
Rich Russillo: Woogieman is whipping Garcia OVER THE COUNTER OF A PRETZEL PLACE! The fans are cheering Woogieman on as he actually goes to take a selfie with a fan! This takes a moment and Woogie goes to the back of the place trying to reach Garcia WHO SPRAYS HIM WITH A BEER TAP! THIS IS BLINDING WOOGIEMAN WHO HAS BEER IN HIS EYES NOW! Garcia helps himself with some of the ice-cold beverage but spits it back out.
James Peters: He tanks some of the beer but SPITS IT ON WOOGIEMAN before moving and takes the man for a SNAP SUPLEX ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR OF THE CONCESSION STAND! He quickly picks up his opponent THROWING HIM THROUGH THE WALL OF THE CONCESSION AND INTO THE NEXT ONE!! Garcia passes through the hole he forced Woog through we are now in a grilling place! The personnel there are quick to get out of dodge as Garcia is looking around he sees a … Wait what is he doing? He lifts Woogieman near the gross WOOGIEMAN IS OVER THE THING AND HAS NO CHOICE TO PUT HIS HANDS ON THE HOT PLATE!! WOOGIEMAN IS SCREAMING IN PAIN AS HE PUSHES HIMSELF OFF THE HOT ITEM THIS COULD’VE BEEN WAY WORSE MY GOD!!!
Persephone: Now… This is getting interesting! We can almost smell the burned flesh from here!
James Peters: You make me sick woman.
Rich Russillo: Woogieman doesn’t have much time to think about the pain that he is on the receiving end of a STANDING SHOOTING STAR PRESS By Garcia!! He gets picked up then whipped over the counter of that place! Garcia is now punching and kicking Woogieman they are nearing an elevator! They Are Going To Duke It Out In That Thing!! The door clothes and the cameraman are unable to follow them! WHERE ARE THEY GOING! We’ll be right back as we are on the hunt for the match where ANYTHING GOES!! DON’T GO ANYWHERE!!
( Voltage fades to a commercial for Mister Dedede’s GAWD Coins. Available where ever bitcoins are farmed. )
Rich Russillo: We are back on Sunday Night Voltage everybody and we have just found where Sebastian Garcia and The Woogieman are battling they are in the arena’s indoor parking lot near our backstage area! We see them now Woogieman seems to have an advantage over his opponent WHO THROWS IN A LOW BLOW! DOWN GOES WOOGIEMAN BEFORE GETTING PENALTY KICKED BY SEBASTIAN GARCIA!! WOOGIEMAN IS DOWN AND SEBASTIAN IS TRYING FOR A COVER!
ONE!
TWO!!
Persephone: FUCK!
James Peters: The Woogieman KICKS OUT! This match this crazy battle is still running strong! What is Garcia doing he is heading towards the valet section of the lot he is looking for, oh no you’ve got to be kidding me! He just shoved a valet out of a car and is commandeering the vehicle! HE IS LOOKING TO RUN OVER WOOGIEMAN!! HE SPINS THE TIRES! WOOGIEMAN IS ALMOST UP TO HIS FEET! GARCIA SPEEDS TOWARD HIS TARGET!
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James Peters: WOOGIEMAN LEAPED TO HIS RIGHT BARELY ESCAPING BEING STRUCK BY THE SPEEDING CAR WHO ENDS UP CRASHING NEARBY! Woogie is quickly jogging his way to the car after he grabbed a fire extinguisher AND SLAMS IT INTO THE DRIVER’S WINDOW!! HE THEN BLASTS THE CONTENT OF IT INSIDE THE CAR!!!! Garcia is trying to escape the vehicle by the other door BUT WOOGIEMAN CLOCKS HIM WITH THE EXTINGUISHER!! DOWN GOES GARCIA!
Rich Russillo: THE CROWD GOES WILD!! Woogieman is whipping Garcia around who is coughing hard from that fire extinguisher and then Woog grabs him by the face, throwing a few good fists to the face before whipping him into a ripcord and hoisting him up on his shoulder AND PERFORMS THE SAMOAN DROP ON THE HOOD OF THE CAR!! GARCIA IS SPRAWLED ON THE HOOD AND WOOGIEMAN CLIMBS ON IT! He slowly gets Garcia up then sets him up FOR THE BOTTOM! THE BOTTOM ON TOP OF THE ROOF OF THE CAR! THE ROOF COLLAPSES!! GLASS IS FLYING EVERYWHERE!!!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Persephone: Been a while since we saw this move done that day. Okay, I liked it.
James Peters: Woogieman is considering pinning Sebastian but then he sees something that makes him smile, he leads Garcia towards a hot dog cart BASHING HIS HEAD A FEW TIMES ON IT! GARCIA IS LAYING ATOP OF THE HOT DOG CART! AND WOOGIEMAN IS PUSHING THE THING TOWARDS THE SIDE OF THE STAGING AREA! HE IS HEADING BACK TOWARDS US! He keeps on rolling the card towards the ring before running and pushing the card letting go of BOTH IT AND GARCIA CRASH AGAINST THE RING APRON!!! The card stumbles to the side as Garcia is rolling inside of the ring and is on his knees while being stalked by a Woogieman in control. Garcia looks like he wants to get away from there as he crawls across the ring and under the ropes slowly standing on the apron on the ou-
CRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAASSSHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo. THE WOOGIEMAN SPEARS GARCIA BETWEEN THE ROPES AND DRIVES HIM DOWN THROUGH THE TABLES SEBASTIAN HIMSELF HAD SET UP EARLIER!!!! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN AND THE CROWD IS BUZZING! THIS ANYTHING-GOES MATCH IS REALLY LIVING UP TO ITS NAMESAKE TONIGHT!! The official is checking on both opponents both are very slow to move they look to be in a world of hurt and Woogie is the one that manages to get up first but not too far after Garcia is following suit! Both men end up crawling their way back inside the squared circle.
Persephone: Finally they are back inside the ring! Christ felt like it was forever ago!
James Peters: Both men are reaching each other in the center of the ring! Woogie throws a punch!
Crowd: YEAAAAAHHHH!!!!
Rich Russillo: Sebastian Garcia Strikes Back!
Crowd: BOOOOO!!!!!
James Peters: Woogie Hits Again!!
Crowd: YEAAAAAHHHH!!!!
Rich Russillo: Garcia Replies In Kind!!
Crowd: BOOOO!!!! YEAAAAAHHHH!!!! BOOOO!!!! YEAAAAAHHHH!!!! BOOOO!!!! YEAAAAAHHHH!!!! YEAAAAAHHHH!!!! YEAAAAAHHHH!!!! YEAAAAAHHHH!!!!
James Peters: SPINEBUSTEEEEEEEEER ON THE LADDER!!!! THE WOOGIEMAN WITH THE SPINEBUSTER ON THE LADDER THAT’S BEEN THERE SINCE THE MATCH STARTED!! GARCIA IS LAYED OVER IT AND WOOGIE LOOKS AT THE CROWD! WE KNOW WHAT’S COMING NEXT FOLKS!
Persephone: Ah shit!
Rich Russillo: Will he do it with Sebastian on the ladder? YES! HE THROWS HIS ELBOW PAD TO THE CROWD AND GOES TO THE ROPES! HE BOUNCES’ HOPS OVER GARCIA THEN BOUNCES TO THE OTHER ROPES! HE COMES BACK! BLAM! THE ELBOW ON SEBASTIAN GARCIA ON THE LADDER!!! WOOGIE GOES FOR THE COVER!!!
OOOOOOOOOOOOOONNEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
TWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TTTTTTHHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
( DING! DING!! DING!!! )
( ‘If Ya Smell’ by Adam Massare plays over the sound system of the arena as The Woogieman gets an arm raised in victory by the official under thunderous applauds from the Washington crowd. )
Bella Braxton: Here is your winner: THEEEEE WOOOOGGGIIIIIIEEEEEMAAAAAAAAANNNN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
James Peters: WHAT A MATCH!!! An incredible victory by Woogie who went to war against Sebastian Garcia!
Rich Russillo: We were told Anything Goes in this match and we got a match that delivered on that premise for sure! Congratulations Woogieman on this win here tonight!
(As The Woogieman celebrates his victory, the camera fades away from ringside.)
(Voltage fades to the backstage area where the crowd begins to boo upon the camera slowly lowering down to the ground. It shows the little hind legs of Josh The Dog making his way through the halls of the arena, minding his business, but obviously not knowing where he’s going. The faint sounds of “JOSH! JOSH?!” is heard in the background being spoken by a feminine voice as it’s become evident that the poor Pomeranian happens to have slipped from the grip of Holly Arrow and went elsewhere. But at the moment, Josh really doesn’t care.)
Josh: BORK! BORK! BORK! BORK- Bork…?
(Translation: Where is catering :noah:. I swear these arenas are so hard to navigate- :comeagain:.)
(Josh stops in his tracks upon reaching a certain area of the backstage area, where the lights begin to flicker repeatedly, while Josh looks around with a curious expression on his kewt little face. Before long, the lights simply turn off, the only sign of light being the lingering illumination from another part of backstage. Before, a light begins to shine down on a production crate.)
(It’s an unusual light, but then again, what the hell can you expect from the Voltage brand at this point. Just as suspected though, creepy Lizzie The Doll is seen sitting on the edge of the production crate. Though presumably lifeless she has a deadpan stare that makes her big beady eyes look like they’re fixated on Josh. Josh though, doesn’t seem to be very creeped out by this like anyone else would be, instead, he’s more curious than anything else. Dogs are always curious though, but just like cats, it might just kill them. Josh slowly tilts his smol lil head before beginning to bork towards Lizzie hoping for a response back.
Josh: BORK! BORK! BORK! BORK! BORK?
(Translation: Great! Someone that can help me out, I’m kind of lost at the moment. You seem to know your way around the place, I think. Let me ask you, do you know where catering is?)
(Long silence is heard after Josh finishes borking, Josh wags his tail impatiently in hopes of garnering some sort of answer thanks to witchcraft from Lizzie. But instead, that doesn’t happen, the lights go off. It’s dark for a long moment while Josh loudly borks to get a sense of his surroundings, before a light shines down further away from him, shown to be Lizzie, seemingly distancing herself from the dog. The lights flicker on and off periodically while Lizzie continues to go deeper and deeper into the backstage hallway that they find themselves in, but Josh doesn’t see a problem with that. Josh can only assume that she’s leading him to exactly where catering is, so he doesn’t question it, instead, he complies. Josh begins to hobble away casually, beginning to follow Lizzie away from the arena. Meanwhile, the aforementioned cries from Holly Arrow grow louder for Josh in the process.)
Holly Arrow: JOSH! JOSH! OH! There you are…
(After long, finally, Holly manages to find Josh. She turns a corner and looks at Josh, which is the only thing she has her sights fixated on for the moment. She has a bright smile making her way towards Josh, simply a minor inconvenience considering nothing bad happened to him, atleast to her knowledge. But that perplexion all changes when she brings her eyes up and they catch Lizzie The Doll. Obviously, Holly has had some problems with Lizzie for the past few weeks and it’s obvious that whatever she has planned right now? Is no good for poor old Josh. Her positive expression turns to a scowl as she mouths vivid words.)
Holly Arrow: You son of a…
(In a heartbeat, knowing what might happen, Holly instantly leaps for Josh. Holding her hands out desperately in hopes of catching him before anything goes south, and getting him out of the situation that his poor hindlegs have dragged himself into. But before she can even grasp a strand of his fur, the lights once again completely shut off. A thud is heard which can only mean Holly hitting the ground and meeting nothing but air while the lights turn back on. Holly groans as she brings her head up, only to see Josh and Lizzie absolutely gone. She still has her arms held out, as they stay there for a moment in complete shock. After a while, her hands clench into fist, while her face begins to scrunch up in obvious anger after what happened. It doesn’t help that she’s practically taunted by the maniacal laughing of Lizzie in the background to accompany it. Holly slams the concrete ground with her fist as it’s the last shot seen before the camera then goes elsewhere.)
(We’re then taken to a different part of the backstage area, more specifically, the locker room area where Elitists get ready. At the moment, it’s a ghost town except for one person seated in a chair in the far corner of the room. The crowd begins to loudly boo upon seeing Shane Gates, who is taping his wrists up with a cold expression on his face while he does so. He seems to be getting ready for his National Elite Championship match later in the night while he keeps his gaze fixated on the ground, seemingly in deep thought. All is quiet while Shane thinks about how to approach this important match, until that deep thought is completely shattered by an abrupt noise that even slightly startles Shane.)
BANG!
(The door to the locker room kicks open violently and before long, the aggravated figure of Holly Arrow is seen entering the scene and staring a hole into the back of Shane’s head. The camera views her as ever so slightly over the shoulder of Shane like the devil as Shane closes his eyes in frustration. He doesn’t even need to turn around in order to know who it is, he can already tell who decided to interrupt him, just like she did last week. Even before she speaks, it’s apparent that he’s had enough of Holly’s bickering and only needs to hear it when he needs to, that’d be at Wicked Games. Whatever bullshit seems to have happened this week, is once again, not his problem. But of course, Holly sees that, and she doesn’t care. She makes her way over and begins to open her mouth to yell at him, but before long Shane slams his hands to the locker in front of him in anger to shut her up before she can even speak.)
Shane Gates: I already know what you’re here for, and I couldn’t give a damn. Whatever the hell happened to that stupid mutt was deserved and it’s on you for not caring for him. Now get the fuck out before you do something you regret.
Holly Arrow: You can make excuses all you want, but that’s your doll and I just watched her dognap Josh. I want to know where the hell he is before I beat some answers out of you.
(Shane takes a deep breath full of aggravation as he gets up from his chair, he shoves the chair away before he turns around to once again tower over Holly. But Holly isn’t having the intimidation tactics.)
Shane Gates: I do not know and I do not care. Lizzie isn’t my problem and I want to make sure that it stays that way. So stop inserting me into her actions because I assure you, I have more important matters to tend to than stealing your fucking dog. I only need to hear from you at Wicked Games, and I want to make sure that it stays that way.
(For a second there, Holly nods her head, presumably in acceptance due to Shane’s unknowingly responses. She turns around and begins to walk away as Shane nods his head and turns around, continuing to get ready for his match, before…)
Rich Russillo: HOLLY JUST TURNED AROUND AND SENT A FOREARM SHOT TO THE BACK OF SHANE GATES SENDING HIM FORWARD AND INTO A LOCKER! THE SIZE ADVANTAGE OF SHANE ISN’T A PROBLEM FOR THE FEARLESS HOLLY ARROW AS SHE LAUNCHES HERSELF TOWARDS HIM AND BEGINS TO ABSOLUTELY UNLOAD ON HIM WITH PUNCH AFTER PUNCH TOWARDS HIS FACE NOW!
James Peters: SHANE ISN’T HAVING IT THOUGH, GRABBING HOLLY AROUND HER WAIST BEFORE TURNING HER AROUND AND RAMMING HER AGAINST THE BRICK WALLS OF THE LOCKER ROOM! SHANE IS ABSOLUTELY RELENTLESS WHILE HOLLY BEGINS TO RAIN DOWN FISTS ONTO HIS BACK! THIS IS ABSOLUTE CARNAGE RIGHT NOW! WHERE’S SECURITY?!
Persephone: Security?! LMAOOOOOO!!! YOU’RE ACTING LIKE WE HAVE JUST AS MUCH SECURITY AS DYNASTY AND SHOWDOWN! No idiot, Captain Charisma cut them cause he enjoys violence :mjlol2:.
(In an instant though, officials begin to barge into the locker room and begins to pry both of them off of one another. They’re yelling profanities and threats to one another while outstretching their arms and trying to grab at one another. It’s a sight filled to the brim with mayhem and that’s exactly how it’s left off while Voltage fades elsewhere.)
(Voltage fades back to the Capital One Arena where ‘The Beginning’ by ONE OK ROCK is heard blaring through the speakers of the arena to the loud cheers of the EAW Universe in attendance tonight in response. And just as expected, Mary S. Atlas & Rebecca Blackwell begin to make their way out to the stage with bright smiles on their faces. They hype up the crowd despite the obvious and circle around the stage, doing their usual entrance before both of them find themselves back facing towards the ring.)
(It’s apparent that they’re not in the best of states, especially considering what happened the day before. They’re still in immense pain along with having bandages wrapped around their head and of course the other parts of their body as well. They’re not 100%, but right now they’re 100% full of positivity. Both of them fixate their sights on the ring before making their way down the ramp, high fiving the people in the crowd as they go.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen introducing at this time, the team of Mary S. Atlas and Rebecca Blackwell… MARYBECCA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: We all saw the gruesome scene that we witnessed yesterday at the Dynasty exclusive Free-Per-View: House of Glass. Where Mary & Rebecca stepped up to the plate against two formidable opponents in the form of Kensi and Lisa Wren in a 10,000 Shards match. All four of them put one another through hell in hopes of making sure that they got everything that they desired in the process, but even after going through literal hellfire and brimstone to get their way, it was Rebecca that managed to get the pin on Lisa to bring it home for Voltage!
James Peters: And I’m sure they have to be sky high after that, but right now, I can only assume that they’re shifting their focus and setting their sights on the matter at hand, and that’s Wicked Games coming in just a week. Mary and Rebecca are doing back to back work and it’s apparent that they’re going to have their hands full just as they did this week.
Persephone: God why are we putting these two whores on such a pedestal? They’re bland and untalented and I just don’t see the hype surrounding them, please tell me what the point is? They can wrestle a match every single day if they want to, I’m just not impressed.
(Rebecca jumps up onto the apron and enters into the ring while Mary circles around and takes a pair of microphones before she rolls inside as well. She tosses one to Rebecca as both of them begin to make their way towards the center of the ring. From there, ‘The Beginning’ begins to come to a close as both Mary and Rebecca begin to speak.)
Rebecca Blackwell: What did we say? Because it never ceases to amaze me when it comes to the fact that people were actually doubting us and our chances against Lisa & Kensi at House of Glass. It was baffling, especially considering the result was clear as day with the two of us coming out on top over them. We told ‘em exactly how it was going to go and it was up to them if they wanted to believe us or not, but we were leading them to the inevitable result that we had stood our ground on regardless. And that was that those bitches were going to be put in their place and learn that they were better off sitting there and eating their food instead of getting into business that they knew they had no chance of succeeding in.
Mary S. Atlas: They put us through hell, sure, but we fought fire with fire and came out on top regardless of that. We can give credit where credit is due anytime, they laid it on the line, but just as expected, it wasn’t going to be sufficient. So now? Marybecca have another tally added to the win column, and we move onto the next week. Regardless of the immense pain that we might be in right now, bloody, battered, bruised, there’s no rest for the wicked, and that’s what leads us to Wicked Games. Where we once again go to work and just as expected, come out with a victory, once again, no matter the circumstance.
Rebecca Blackwell: I think if yesterday showed one thing, it’s the fact that you can throw the whole kitchen sink at us, and we’ll still find a way to get back up and fight harder than ever. We should be fucking dead at this point don’t you think? But despite that, here we are, still standing on our two feet, and bathing in our own success. So I don’t care if a certain someone like Cleopatra wants to run her mouth even more, which I can only assume is going to happen tonight, just watch back to House of Glass and it’ll tell you everything you need to know.
Mary S. Atlas: And I think the same sentiment can be said for Miku Sakai. I don’t give a damn if that match is set in stone or not, I am going to be the one that’s facing her for the Specialists Championship at House of Glass. I think we can all agree that I’m more than deserving of a shot at that Championship, and I’m the only one that has had the nerve to bring it up to Miku’s doorstep and tell it as it is. She needs to realize that I’m the best she got, and at the same time, I will be her undoing. And when everything is said and done? I don’t think it’ll be such a farfetched shot to see me standing over her battered corpse as your new Champion. Because I’m hungry, more hungry than ever. And the only thing yesterday did for me was fuel my fire even more, I’m ready, and I want my match-
???: OH MY FUCKING GOD SHUT THE FUCK UP!
(Before Mary can finish her sentence, a booming voice is heard as Miku Sakai is seen barging through the backstage area with the Specialists Championship around her waist. She has a microphone in her hand and seems very annoyed while she slowly begins to make her way down the ramp, with the crowd booing her loudly in response.)
Miku Sakai: I get it you illiterate fuck, you want a Specialists Championship shot and you’re going to continue to try and cram it into my skull until you get a proper answer. But correct me if I’m wrong, did I not do that? Did I not give you the answer that you desired already?! Because if time serves me well, I already said before that you could be next up bitch, that you could face me at Wicked Games, do you not fucking listen?! You know what, don’t fucking answer that, if you’re out here trying to moan my name like a cum slut it’s clear that the answer is no. So please tell me, do I need to be out here any longer or do you strive to continue to waste my time with whatever bullshit you’re going to continue to spew?
Mary S. Atlas: Well now that I got you out here I am more than happy to tell you exactly how this is going to go. I appreciate you for giving me the answer that I desire but I am also more than confident in saying that I’m going to beat your ass at Wicked Games. Because if there’s one person that can give the mighty Miku Sakai a run for her money? It’s me, and like it or not, that is going to happen. I know you’re not going to believe that, shit never came easy for me and I don’t think it’s going to end now. But it’s a reality that you’re just going to have to accept when the time comes to stick up or shut up. And believe me, I know exactly what I need to do to get the job done.
Miku Sakai: “i KnoW ExActlY WhaT I NeEd to Do” bitch no you don’t, calm down. Did you not see what I did to your stupid little partner two weeks ago? I do not give a damn about whatever the fuck you did on that secondary brand, you are way out of your league and I don’t even know why everyone is trying to entertain the fact that you could give me a good fight, because you absolutely cannot. At Wicked Games I’m going to slap the bitch out of you and make sure that you’re walking in diapers by the end of the night, because that’s exactly what you should be, you repugnant little whore. Stay in line, you’re better off doing that than trying to make us believe that you might actually beat me. Sorry, I’ve heard that one too many times before and it has never panned out well, so give up while you’re ahead, will you?
(‘Age-Age Money’ by LADYBABY blasts through the speakers of the arena as Miku drops her microphone down to the ground and turns around and walks off. Both Mary and Rebecca don’t look so happy inside of the ring as both of them stare a hole into Miku who disappears through the backstage area. It’s the last shot seen before Voltage fades elsewhere from there.)
(Voltage fades to a promotional ad for Wicked Games, where Miku Sakai defends the Specialists Championship against Mary S. Atlas.)
(The camera cuts to Bella Braxton standing in the center of the ring, ready to announce the next match.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome our commentators for the upcoming match, Alex Myers and Ryan Wilson!
(The camera then cuts to the commentary table where Alex Myers and Ryan Wilson are sitting, taking the place of the regular commentary team for this match.)
Ryan Wilson: That’s right. The commentary just got a little bit better with me sitting at the table bringing only what I can to the table.
Alex Myers: Yeah, I’m here to talk about this match.
Ryan Wilson: Good for you, now let’s get to this match before I get bored.
(Alex rolls their eyes as the camera cuts back to Bella Braxton as she is now ready to announce the next match.)
Bella Braxton: The following contest is scheduled for….
Crowd: ONE FALL!!
Bella Braxton: ONE FALL!!
(“Forever” by Drake, Kanye West, Lil Wayne, & Eminem starts to play as Kelin makes his way into the arena and to the ring to a wave of cheers from the crowd.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first…making his way to the ring! He is from Yoakum, Texas! Weighing in at 218 pounds. He is “THE SHOW STEALER” KELIN!
Alex Myers: Ok,let’s see what the deal is on this guy. Kelin lost last week to Jay Jerry Johnson. HAHAHAHAHAHA! He lost to a guy that I beat at Territorial Invasion. That’s funny. But anyways this guy isn’t bad as an athlete. Kind of impressive. I like him better than his opponent.
Ryan Wilson: We are commentators for this match, we can not play favorites in this match. Even if it’s true. We are here to watch two of Voltage’s young stars trying to boost themselves up with a victory in this match and to be impartial.
(Kelin enters the ring and takes his corner as “Forever” fades off. Seconds later, “Loser” by Charles Hamilton starts to play as Danny Tanner enters the arena accompanied by Candice Blair. The crowd is going absolutely crazy for Danny.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing his opponent! He is accompanied by Candice Blair! From Sarasota, Florida! Weighing in at 205 pounds. He is “KING KHV” DAAAANNNNNNNY TAAAAAAAANNNNNEEEERRRRR!
Alex Myers: What is so damn special about this guy? He is a loser who has accomplished nothing but somehow becoming friends with Candice Blair. I can’t wait to kick his ass at Wicked Games. Make him feel like a bigger loser than he already does.
Ryan Wilson: Don’t even get me started on Candice Blair. That woman is the biggest skank of the Ava family and isn’t fit to be on Voltage. It is going to be great to royally destroy her and send her bleached blonde ass back to the runway or wherever the fuck she came from.
(Danny enters the ring with Candice standing at ringside cheering him on. He still looks nervous, but the crowd is still going crazy for him.)
Alex Myers: Oh, for God’s sake, let’s get this match started so I can stop looking at this loser.
(The referee checks Danny for weapons before ringing the bell.)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Ryan Wilson: Alright. This match is going to begin as the newbie on Voltage, Kelin, takes on Voltage’s resident simpy virgin, Danny Tanner. I guess for the time being, we will be playing the parts of commentators until the bell rings, so I guess we will try our best to fill the shoes of James Peters and Rich Russillo. Like that will be hard.
Alex Myers: Now these two are locking up. It’s kind of amusing to watch because neither of them will be as good as us but Kelin takes advantage with a side headlock and whips him to into the ropes. Danny rebounds and is taken down with a shoulder tackle from Kelin.
Ryan Wilson: As commentators for this match, we are supposed to be unbiased and impartial, but if we were to be honest, Kelin needs to do whatever he can to beat Danny Tanner. Now Kelin is picking Danny back up and takes him back down with a snap suplex.
Alex Myers: Candice Blair, or as Ryan Wilson calls her, Blonde Whore is cheering on Danny at ringside as Kelin hits the ropes and rebounds into a leg drop on the throat of Danny Tanner. Kelin mounts Danny and is delivering lefts right into the skull of Danny. I am honestly enjoying this because seeing this little weirdo get the crap beat out of him.
Ryan Wilson: Yeah, it’s great to watch. The referee admonishes Kelin on the fists and Kelin obliges and drags Danny to his feet. Danny whipped into the turnbuckle as Kelin runs into the corner to attack, but Danny gets a boot up and catches Kelin right in the jaw. Kelin stumbles backwards and Danny grabs Kelin and puts him in the corner.
Alex Myers: Danny with those martial arts kicks to the gut of Kelin. Who is he trying to impress? Danny with one last kick to the face before he snapmares Kelin out of the corner and delivers a dropkick to the back of Kelin’s head.
Ryan Wilson: Look at Candice just cheering Danny on for doing whatever the fuck he’s doing. It’s disgusting watching all of her plastic parts bouncing all over the place. She dresses like a streetwalker and not a good one at that. Danny picks Kelin back up and whips him into the ropes. Kelin rebounds and counters with a headscissors sending Danny tumbling through the ropes and outside the ring right in front of us.
Alex Myers: Kelin hits the ropes on the far side of the ring and rebounds at full speed and dives through the ropes! SUICIDE DIVE BY KELIN ON DANNY TANNER SENDING HIM CRASHING BACK FIRST INTO THE ANNOUNCE TABLE! HEY! WATCH IT, DUMBASS!
(Kelin takes a moment to absorb the cheers of the crowd as Candice goes to check on Danny Tanner. Kelin takes a chance to high five a few fans at ringside.)
Ryan Wilson: Here comes Danny’s little blow-up toy trying to see if he’s ok. Isn’t she so nice? Being such a good friend. Two halves of a whole loser.
(Candice heard that remark and walks over in front of the announce table and slaps it with one of her perfectly manicured hands.)
Candice Blair: (off-mic) YOU WATCH YOUR MOUTH, YOU STUPID MOUTH, OR WICKED GAMES WILL HAPPEN RIGHT NOW!
Ryan Wilson: Oh, just shut up and don’t use words you don’t understand. Just go back to being a useless cheerleader for your little boytoy that can’t do shit on his own. Stupid bitch!
(Candice rolls her eyes and flips off Ryan as she goes back to facing the ring and watching the action.)
Alex Myers: As you two were having your little argument, Kelin drags Danny back to his feet and rolls him back into the ring. Kelin on the apron before he jumps on the top rope and springboards in with an elbow drop. DON’T BEAT HIM TOO BADLY!! SAVE SOME FOR ME WHEN I FINISH WHAT’S LEFT OF HIM AT WICKED GAMES! KELIN GOES FOR THE PIN!
ONNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!
TWWWWWOOOOOO!!
THHHHHRRE—
Ryan Wilson: THE PRODIGAL VIRGIN KICKS OUT! OH, HOW CLOSE WAS THAT! WE SHOULD BE LUCKY THAT HE KNOWS HOW TO KICK OUT! Do you know what I just realized, Alex? Both of our opponents have something in common! They both are best known for being flat on their backs!
Alex Myers: :mjlol: :mjlol:
Ryan Wilson: Kelin brings Danny back to his feet. Another feat for Danny because anytime he has to be around anybody, his knees go weak. Anyways, Kelin with forearms to the face of Danny that won’t improve his looks and gets him backed into the ropes.
Alex Myers: Danny whipped into the ropes by Kelin and DANNY CAUGHT WITH A DROPKICK AS HE REBOUNDED OFF THE ROPES! RIGHT IN THE FACE! THIS IS SO MUCH FUN! I’M GLAD I COULD WATCH THIS RIGHT NOW! If I can’t be the one doing it, I wanna to watch that stupid simp suffer.
Ryan Wilson: Pourquoi ne frappes-tu pas la garce blonde au bord du ring pendant que tu y es. (Why don’t you hit the blonde bitch while you are at it?)
Alex Myers: What did you say?
Ryan Wilson: Learn French and you’ll find out what I said.
Alex Myers: Yeah, yeah. Whatever. But Kelin picks up Danny almost like dead weight looking to go for a German Suplex. KELIN GOES FOR IT! WHAT THE HELL! DANNY LOCKS HIS LEGS AROUND KELIN’S WAIST AND ROLLS FORWARD! DUMBASS REVERSES INTO A PIN!
ONNNNNEEEEEE!
TWWWWWWWO!
THHHRRRREEEEE—
Ryan Wilson: Calm down! Kelin reversed the pin and now Danny’s in the pin!
ONNNNNNEEEEE!
TWWWWWOOOOO!!
THHHRRRREEEEEE—
Alex Myers: Damn it! He kicked out! Kelin is quicker to his feet, thank gawd! Kelin runs in but DANNY WITH A SPINEBUSTER COUNTER!! WHERE THE HELL IS HE FINDING THE ABILITY TO DO THAT?? Why is this dumbass looking to Candice for approval?
Ryan Wilson: He found it, I guess, because she just gave him a thumbs up and he has this awkward grin thing on his face. He looks like he is fucking constipated as he goes back to Kelin, who kicks him in the face.
Alex Myers: For somebody who has had a lot of experience in the ring, that was a stupid mistake to make. Way too much time looking at Candice. This match against him is going to be so damn easy. Danny knocked back as Kelin kips up back to his feet and hits him with a nice discus clothesline right in the neck. Go ahead and crush his windpipe. We don’t give a shit.
Ryan Wilson: Danny back to his knees as Kelin hits the ropes behind Danny and HE HITS WHAT HE CALLS THE HEAD KNOCKER! DROPKICK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! He didn’t hurt anything important. There’s no brain up there to hurt.
Alex Myers: Yeah, but it’s so awesome to see his eyes roll up in the back up in the back of his head. DO IT AGAIN, KELIN!
Ryan Wilson: You need to calm your ass down. This could almost be over as Kelin goes for the pin on Danny.
ONNNNNNNNEEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOO!!
THHHHRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Alex Myers: HE KICKED OUT AGAIN! WHY THE FUCK DOES HE KEEP DOING THIS SHIT!! HE NEEDS TO STAY DOWN LIKE THE LOSER HE IS AND END THIS MATCH! FOR HIS OWN SAKE!!
Ryan Wilson: Anyways, Kelin brings Danny back to his feet and tries to whip him back into the ropes, but Danny counters to Candice’s satisfaction. No surprise. From what I heard, it’s pretty easy to satisfy her. Kelin rebounds and ducks a Danny clothesline. He rebounds again, ducks another Danny clothesline, and catches him in the dreaded Sleeper Hold!
Alex Myers: Nighty night, loser. CHOKE HIM OUT RIGHT IN FRONT OF THAT OTHER LOSER! SHOW HER WHAT HER FATE WILL BE AS WELL! Speaking of the other loser, look at Candice trying to will Danny on to keep him fighting and in this match.
Ryan Wilson: If he is smart, which he isn’t, he would stop flailing around like some idiot and try to find a way to counter. Right now, it isn’t going to work because he is quickly fading away.
Alex Myers: Damn, Candice needs to stop screaming like a banshee. Her cheering isn’t going to save him now. Danny is fading faster than his confidence. The struggling is slowing, and he is almost unconscious. This is great!
Ryan Wilson: What a fitting way for him to lose. THAT’S WHAT YOU DESERVE FOR BEING FRIENDS WITH CANDICE, YOU BASTARD!! Being put to sleep in front of his best and only friend in the world! He is not moving. We can hope he’s dead, but he’s just sleeping. The referee is checking to see if Danny is officially out. Since we don’t see this very often, let me and my awesome wrestling abilities explain what’s going to happen. If the referee drops Danny’s arm three times and it falls limp, the match is over and Kelin wins.
Alex Myers: More importantly, Danny loses and I laugh my ass off and all the way to Wicked Games. Come on, ref! Get it started.
(The referee grabs Danny’s arm and drops it. It doesn’t move.)
ONNNNEEEEEEEE!!
(The referee grabs Danny’s arm a second time and drops it. Once again, it falls limp.)
TWWWWWWOOOO!!
Alex Myers: That’s right!! Once more and he’s put to sleep for the night. COME ON REF!! MAKE MY NIGHT!
Candice Blair: (off-mic) COME ON DANNY!! I KNOW YOU CAN DO IT!! DON’T GIVE UP!! KEEP FIGHTING!
(The referee grabs Danny’s arm one final time and drops it. It looks to fall limp, but instead it moves.)
Candice Blair: (off-mic) YEAH!! I KNEW YOU COULD DO IT! THAT’S RIGHT!!
Ryan Wilson: Well, this is a surprise. The little bastard has more fight than we gave him credit for. He is fighting out of the sleeper hold. Strength flowing stronger and stronger as he starts to make it to his feet.
Alex Myers: Oh, shut up!! Stop giving him credit! He doesn’t deserve it. He is just getting very lucky. He might be back to his feet now, but it won’t happen when it really counts against me! But this idiot miraculously breaks free from the sleeper hold with elbows to Kelin’s gut.
Ryan Wilson: Kelin counters with a kick to the chest before he whips Danny Tanner into the ropes. Danny ducks the clothesline, but holds onto the arm of Kelin? Where the hell is this all coming from. You might have more to work for than you thought.
Alex Myers: Yeah, I doubt that. Ain’t gonna happen.
Ryan Wilson: NOW DANNY IS HOISTING KELIN ONTO HIS SHOULDERS! THE FUCK? KELIN JUST DROPPED ONTO HIS FACE WITH THE CUTTER!! MEIDO ZANGETSUHA CONNECTS! KELIN LOOKS LIKE HE GOT KNOCKED LOOPY.
Alex Myers: MEIDO ZANGETSUHA? WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT? WHY DID HE NAME A MOVE THAT? IS THAT FROM ONE OF HIS LITTLE ANIME THINGS? SHIT, WHAT A LOSER! NOW HE’S GOING FOR THE PIN!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEE!!
TWWWWWWWOOOOO!!
THHHRRRRRREEEEEEEEE!!
Ryan Wilson: KELIN KICKS OUT!! NOT BAD FOR A ROOKIE LIKE HIM! IT’S HARD TO IMPRESS ME, BUT I WILL ADMIT THAT I AM KIND OF IMPRESSED! That doesn’t mean much because I would still kick his ass in a matter of seconds.
Alex Myers: Yeah yeah. So could I. Danny looks a little frustrated, which is nothing new. He couldn’t get the job done, and Candice still won’t shut the fuck up and stop encouraging him. HE IS A LOST CAUSE! Now he is whipping Kelin into the ropes. He catches Kelin and is going for a tilt a whirl backbreaker. KELIN BREAKS FREE AND LANDS BEHINDS DANNY! DANNY TURNS AROUND AND BAM!!
Ryan Wilson: YES! DANNY GOT CAUGHT RIGHT IN THE JAW WITH A SUPERKICK FROM KELIN! THAT’S RIGHT! MAKE CANDICE’S BEST FRIEND SUFFER RIGHT BEFORE HER VERY EYES! Danny would have fell to the mat if Kelin didn’t put him in the back suplex position. I think that Kelin is setting up for what he calls the Krash Landing. How do we know the names of this shit? Mais qu’est-ce qui ne va pas chez moi? (What the hell is wrong with me?)
Alex Myers: I think it’s because we had to because of this commentary thing we’re doing. Not that we care. WHAT THE FUCK! Danny flips behind Kelin to counter the Krash Landing. THERE’S A SHOCKER RIGHT THERE! HE DID SOMETHING GOOD FOR ONCE! WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE NOW? COME ON KELIN, MAKE HIM PAY! Kelin turns around and DANNY CATCHES HIM AND LOCKS HIM UP! THIS MATCH WAS SUPPOSED TO EMBARRASS DANNY NOT HELP HIM LOOK GOOD!
Ryan Wilson: AND THERE IS WHAT THAT VIRGIN CALLS KILLSWITCH…BITCH? JUST LIKE CAPTAIN CHARISMA! SUCH A KISS ASS! KELIN’S FACE BOUNCED OFF THE CANVAS AFTER THAT MOVE! CANDICE BLAIR IS CHEERING LIKE A DITZY CHEERLEADER THINKING THAT THIS MATCH IS OVER! DUMB BITCH! DANNY HOOKS THE LEG!
Alex Myers: Shit! I hope this doesn’t end the match. Kelin needs to kick out so the match doesn’t end, and he can kick Danny’s ass. Come on, Kelin!
ONNNEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
Alex Myers: Kick out, Kelin! It didn’t hurt that bad! Danny couldn’t hurt a fly!
TWWWWWOOOOOO!!
Alex Myers: KICK OUT KELIN! DON’T YOU LOSE TO HIM! I WANT TO CONTINUE SEEING HIM SUFFER!
THRRRRRREEEEEEEEE!!!
Alex Myers: KICK OUT!! DON’T YOU SCREW THIS UP, YOU DUMBASS!! DON’T LET THAT LOSER WIN!!!
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(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Loser” plays again as Danny rolls off of Kelin. Danny is back to his feet and Candice is now in the ring as both Candice and the referee both raise his arms to the loud cheers of the crowd as Kelin rolls .)
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…DANNY TANNER!
Alex Myers: Damn it!! That was the last thing I wanted to see. I can guarantee this will not be the result at Wicked Games. I am going to make sure this little shit does not get up when I’m through with him.
Ryan Wilson: And the same thing will happen to his little girlfriend. Hold on! The match is over. You know what that means, right?
(Alex looks at Ryan for a second before a smile appears on their face with evil intentions.)
Alex Myers: I think I do.
(Alex and Ryan remove their headsets as they storm and enter the ring and start to attack Danny and Candice from behind in the center of the ring. James Peters and Rich Russillo rush back to commentary to prevent any lull in the action calls.)
Rich Russillo: It was a nice little break, but look at Alex Myers and Ryan Wilson lay into their opponents. Lefts and rights against their skulls.
James Peters: We weren’t expecting to be back out here so quickly, but me and Rich are back. I was going to say that Alex and Ryan did a pretty decent job with commentary, but they just couldn’t wait very long after the bell to start attacking their respective opponents for Wicked Games.
(Alex is still pounding on Danny as Ryan is continuing attacking Candice. Ryan plants Candice with a DDT, taking her temporarily out of the action as Danny is now the focus of their attention. Alex slams Danny down to the mat as Ryan drops an elbow on his sternum.)
Rich Russillo: ALEX AND RYAN ARE GANGING UP ON DANNY AS THEY HOIST HIM UP IN THE AIR. LOOKS LIKE A DOUBLE BRAINBUSTER ON THE HORIZON, BUT LOOK BEHIND THEM!
(Alex and Ryan are not aware that Candice is back up as she sneaks behind Ryan and delivers a low blow to Ryan.)
James Peters: CANDICE BLAIR WITH A SHOT BELOW THE BELT! THEY DROP DANNY AND NOW DANNY TANNER AND CANDICE BLAIR ARE ON THE ATTACK LAYING LEFTS AND RIGHTS ONTO THEIR RESPECTIVE OPPONENTS AT WICKED GAMES!!
(Moments after that, security comes into the ring to separate the four Elitists.)
Rich Russillo: IT TOOK SECURITY A LITTLE BIT TO GET OUT HERE, BUT NOW THEY ARE SEPARATING THESE FOUR TO PREVENT THEM FROM DOING TOO MUCH DAMAGE BEFORE WICKED GAMES!
Crowd: LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT!
James Peters: THE CROWD DOESN’T WANT SECURITY TO BREAK THEM UP! THEY WANT TO SEE THEM FIGHT! BUT THERE WILL BE PLENTY OF TIME FOR THAT! THIS WILL NOT BE THE LAST TIME WE WILL WITNESS THESE FOUR BEATING THE HELL OUT OF EACH OTHER! IT WILL BE DANNY TANNER AND ALEX MYERS GOING ONE ON ONE AS WELL AS CANDICE BLAIR VERSUS RYAN WILSON! THIS IS GOING TO BE GOOD!
(The final shot is of the four competitors still trying to get at each other’s throats as security continues to hold them back as the camera cuts elsewhere.)
(The camera fades to the backstage area, to a storage box. There we see Triple J hanging upside down on one, spitting his gum in the air, and trying to catch it. He’s successful a few times, but the last spit gum falls down, and directly into his eye. The jolt of his body makes it so he falls down off the box, and onto the ground.)
Jay Jerry Johnson: FUCK!… Ow, god damn it!
(Triple J gets up, and dusts himself off.)
Jay Jerry Johnson: Ight fuck this, I need to do something to entertain myself, who can I go fuck with? Lemme go find someone. Oh you know what? Where’s that dumb ass Lucas Johnson, he’s an easy target.
(Someone walks by Triple J, and he pats them on the back, placing the gum on their back)
Jay Jerry Johnson: Ha, he got gum on his back.
(Someone else walking by vaguely heard what he said)
Employee: He’s got WHAT on his back???
Jay Jerry Johnson: Uh.. Gum..
Employee: CU-… Oh gum, alright.
Jay Jerry Johnson: What the fu- .. Alright Man..
(The employee walls off, and Triple J walks down the opposite hallway, away from that freak. It doesn’t take long before he quite easily finds Lucas Johnson at catering making himself a sandwich. Triple J stops, and takes a deep breath, and puts on a fake smile before approaching him)
Jay Jerry Johnson: Heyyyy Lucas! Buddy! How’s it going? Are you ready for your match at Reasonable Doubt against Amir? Big old championship match huh? What’s that all about? Championship matches and Lucas Johnson? Crazy world we’re living in right now, crazy. Look at you moving up in the world.. Kinda
(Lucas looks at Triple J confused)
Lucas Johnson: Uh.. Yeah, of course I’m ready. This is the opportunity I’ve waited on for quite some time. My last New Breed Championship reign didn’t go the way I planned, and I’ve been waiting ever since to reclaim what is mine. I’m going to beat Amir, and make that New Breed Championship mine, and continue on the legacy of great champions before me. I’ve never been more ready for something in my life, and EAW isn’t even ready for the hell that I’m about to bring to it. I won’t let this chance slip through my fingers, I’ve been waiting too long, and it will come as vindication to my career when I hold that title in my clutches.
Jay Jerry Johnson: Yeah.. Totally awesome, but I didn’t ask for your life story, so chill, but cool that you would trust me with all this information. Can’t wait for all that type of hell you’re unleashing! Really starting off on a huge note huh? That Showdown match last night :wow:! Just shitting the bed after saying you’re going to do something, classic Lucas Johnson. Watch out world, Lucas Johnson found his motivation!
Lucas Johnson: Hey I took Minerva to the limit, I took Charlie Marr to his limit. That’s two former World Champions who had their hands full with me. I put EAW on notice with those matches. I’m not just some scrub that gets his ass kicked, I fight hard in that ring, and people just squeak by. So I’ve had a string of bad luck, that’s coming to an end. At least I have my chance at a championship, and I won’t squander it. I know what it takes to win the New Breed Championship, and I’m going to do it again. I won’t sit on the sidelines waiting anymore, while others get the chances that I deserve to have. I will become New Breed Champion, and once I do; I will become the greatest New Breed Champion this place has ever seen.
Jay Jerry Johnson: Yeah pal, I’m sure all your friends in your head believe you when you say that, and it puts the voices to rest letting yourself actually get some sleep at night. Unfortunately here, in the real world, you know where we live? I’m sure that neither of them even broke a sweat over you. Do you know why that is? Because you’re LITERALLY Lucas Johnson, and that doesn’t mean jack shit to anyone. You’re the joke of EAW, the butt of every joke around here; no one sees you as a viable threat. No one ever thinks, oh god, I have to face Lucas Johnson??? I’M SHITTING MY PANTS! Nah, literally no one thinks that. You had Albert Hitchman; the guy that is able to bring success to everyone he comes into contact with, and you somehow were able to fuck THAT up. Why do you even try anymore? Isn’t there something else you can do with your time that would be more beneficial to your life other than taking L’s on a weekly basis? I’m sure your parents, and entire family are sick of you ruining the Johnson name. Hell I’m not even related to you, and your tarnishing my last name. I take personal offense to that.
(Lucas lets out a big sigh, obviously getting annoyed)
Lucas Johnson: Once I’m the New Breed Champion, people will start to put respect on my name. I won’t have to hear this same old garbage over, and over again. I’ve busted my ass here, and I deserve to have respect.
Jay Jerry Johnson: Nah, you’re just a poor man’s Ryan Wilson, and he’s already a poor version of himself as is. The only title you can win is the one that is designed to be here for newcomers, despite being in this company for years. I should be competing against people like Amir, not you. You should have already made your name, and at least started competing for the National Elite Championship instead! But no, you’re going against the New Breed Champion; a guy that has been here less than a year; trying to prove that you’re as good as him.
(Lucas shrugs this off)
Lucas Johnson: Well you had a chance to compete for the National Elite Championship but you lost to Kirk Redwood.. So.. I don’t think you’re exactly wowing anyone around here. But keep that energy when coming at someone, neglecting your own shitty career. Maybe if you took the time to evaluate yourself, instead of everyone else, you would actually be able to not lose contender matches, and actually compete for the real thing one day. But we both know that’s a stretch right? You’re nothing but talk. A loud mouth douchebag that needs to put other people down so that he can feel superior, even when he hasn’t done a damn thing himself.
(Triple J gets visibly angry, and steps up into Lucas Johnson’s face)
Jay Jerry Johnson: Oh yeah? I’m sure I would have no problem beating your ass..
(A smirk comes across Lucas face)
Lucas Johnson: Go on then.. I’m not moving, I’ll even give you the first shot. You don’t scare me bro, you don’t scare anyone. I know you won’t do anything.
(Triple J brings his fist up to swing, but before he can)
Captain Charisma: Hey! Just the two I was looking for!
(Triple J puts down his fist and looks in the direction of Captain Charisma)
Jay Jerry Johnson: Hey Cap! My favorite EAW employee of all time! It’s great to see you! Whatever can me, and good pal Lucas Johnson over here do for ya!
Lucas Johnson: What is wrong with this Man?
(Captain Charisma ignores both of what they said)
Captain Charisma: I’m making one last match for Wicked Games, and I decided it will feature the two of you! Along with Kelin, The Woogieman, and Kirk Redwood. If things work out and Kirk wins tonight, this match could end up being for the National Elite Championship! I wish the best of luck to the both of you.
(Captain Charisma starts walking off)
Jay Jerry Johnson: Thank you Mr. Charisma, I appreciate it!
(Captain Charisma waves back, and when he’s just out of ears reach)
Jay Jerry Johnson: Let Mrs. Charisma I said hi, and give my condolences that that is the name she is stuck with until she divorces you! You fucking stooge.
(A smile breaks across the face of Lucas Johnson. Triple J see’s that, and shakes his head)
Jay Jerry Johnson: What the hell are you so happy about?
Lucas Johnson: Wow.. I’m going to be a double champ! :ohhh:
Jay Jerry Johnson: Bro have you been sniffing paint?? We both know damn well Kirk isn’t winning the damn National Elite Championship, and you damn sure won’t ever be a champion here again.
(A voice in the distance can be heard)
Employee: What the hell??? Who put this gum on my back??
(Triple J looks around, and waves to Lucas)
Jay Jerry Johnson: Excuse me, gotta go! Good luck on trying to not be a dumpster fire failure.
(Triple J leaves laughing, as Lucas stands there with an annoyed look on his face)
(The camera cuts back to the Capital One Arena in Washington, DC as “Mosa Lisa” by Lil Wayne ft. Kendrick Lamar hits and the longest reigning Vixen’s Champion in EAW history makes her way out through the curtain to a chorus of cheers from the thousands in attendance. She stands on the stage, giving herself a moment to soak in the adulation from the crowd before making her way down to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome to the ring at this time… THE “QUEEN OF THE NILE”!!!!! CLEEEOOOOPPAATTTTRRAAAA!!!
James Peters: She made her return to EAW a few months ago, setting her sights on New Eden’s Minerva and the National Elite Championship. Those two Elitists battled at Clash of Kingdoms in a fantastic contest which Minerva would retain. We were sure what Cleopatra’s next move was going to be; we didn’t know if Cleopatra would look to write another chapter to her absolutely storied career or if she would walk away, but thankfully that wasn’t the case.
Rich Russillo: We saw a confrontation a few weeks ago against Cleopatra and MaryBecca, which has led to Cleopatra and Rebecca Blackwell squaring off against each other in a week’s time at Wicked Games. Cleopatra is obviously confident going into that match against someone so new to this company, especially with the fact that Rebecca Blackwell is competing at House of Glass.
James Peters: There’s a small difference between confidence and stupidity, Rich. Rebecca Blackwell needs to figure out which one the decision she made to challenge Cleopatra last week at Wicked Games was. MaryBecca will be competing in a match of 1000 shards. That’s not a match that you’re able to recover from in the matter of a week, especially when the person that you’re competing against is Cleopatra.
(Cleopatra makes her way into the ring and is handed a microphone by Bella Braxton. “Mona Lisa” fades out as the hint of a smile crosses the face of the Queen of the Nile before she begins to speak.)
Cleopatra: I’m not going to stand here and pretend that I thought that I wouldn’t be the National Elite Champion right now, but I’ve been a part of this business long enough to understand that not everything is always going to go the way that you had hoped. I told Sofia Clarke a few weeks ago during our interview that I wasn’t too sure what was going to happen next and gave Minerva the credit that she deserved as the National Elite Champion. There was never a moment that I believed that this road would lead me towards MaryBecca, but more importantly Rebecca Blackwell. But, I could never argue against someone in the position that she’s in trying to prove their worth against someone that they wholeheartedly know is one of the true pioneers of women’s wrestling here in EAW. I made sure that I didn’t miss a moment of her Specialist Championship match against Miku Sakai. I’m not going to lie; I dabbled with the idea of Rebecca Blackwell actually beating Miku Sakai. I thought about the opportunity and the possibility of the stakes being raised for our match at Wicked Games, but I knew that she was going to have to be better than she had ever been in order for her to actually accomplish something that I didn’t necessarily think that she could. She wasn’t. She gave everything that she could physically muster against the Specialist Champion, but it wasn’t enough. But, sometimes it’s not about looking towards the result, but instead looking towards what she proved even in defeat. Rebecca Blackwell proved that she actually has some fight in her, and she continued to prove that by competing at House of Glass a week later.
(The hint of a smile crosses the face of Cleopatra as she nods her head.)
Cleopatra: I’m happy about that Rebecca. I’m glad that the person that had the guts to challenge the Queen of the Nile of all people to a match at Wicked Games really has some heart for this business, and the last thing that I want to do is compete against someone that can’t back up a single thing that they say. I want to walk into Wicked Games and know that I’m going to be competing against someone that’s going to manage to actually push me. I want to be able to look across the ring, and in your case, know that I’m looking towards someone that COULD be competition.
(Cleopatra’s head snaps towards the stage as “Lapdance” by WARGASM hits and Rebecca Blackwell makes her way out through the curtain to the mixture of both cheers and boos. She pays no attention to anyone in the arena other than Cleopatra who stands waiting in the ring. Blackwell has a microphone in hand already, quickly making her way up the steps, up onto the apron and into the ring. She’s still obviously in pain from the match at House of Glass a night ago, but she’s doing her best to block it out. This understands that this isn’t a moment to show weakness. She’s a week away from the match that she asked for and she’s not going to create the idea that she’s not in the condition needed to give Cleopatra everything that she can handle or more.)
Rebecca Blackwell: There was a time where I used to sit at home and I used to make sure that I didn’t miss a moment that you were on my Television, Cleopatra. I used to admire you. I used to dream about being in the position that you were in. Your time in Project EGO. Your reign as the Vixen’s Champion. The moments where you stood on the top of the world as the most dominant women’s wrestler on the planet. You’re not that person anymore, Cleo. You are one of the pioneers. There’s nobody that’s ever going to be able to take away the things that you did for women’s wrestling here in EAW, but there are names that have walked through those doors and used what you created to build something greater than you ever could have possibly imagined. That’s why you walk back through the doors of this company with the hopes of recapturing the magic for 2012 and it never really ending the fashion that you had hoped. The match with Minerva was just more fuel added to that fire. In the last few weeks, Cleo? I’ve proven that I’m more than capable in competing against the Specialist Champion, 10000 Shards at House of Glass and an Exploding Barbed Wire Ladder Match in back to back to back weeks. I’ve proven that I’m not only going to be able to compete against you, Cleopatra. I’ve proven that I’m capable of BEATING you at Wicked Games.
Cleopatra: Is that right? Is that the story that you’re telling yourself, Rebecca. You take a look into the future and you see the headlines. REBECCA BLACKWELL DEFEATS THE QUEEN OF THE NILE, CLEOPATRA AT WICKED GAMES.
(A smirk crosses the face of Rebecca Blackwell as Cleopatra remains stern; her eyes almost piercing through Blackwell.)
Cleopatra: You don’t have the slightest idea about what you’re walking into at Wicked Games. I’ll give you credit. Congratulations on surviving through the match with Miku Sakai for the Specialist Championship and the 10000 Shards match at House of Glass, but honey – that’s nothing but child’s play compared to walking into Wicked Games against an actual EAW legend.
Rebecca Blackwell: Do you really think that I haven’t sat down and thought about what I’m walking into, Cleo? I’m not scared of you. I’m not scared of this match. I’m not scared about the stipulation. If I had any doubt in the fact that I wasn’t going to walk out at Wicked Games and defeat an “actual EAW legend” – I never would have challenged you to this match. I wouldn’t have stood up to you a few weeks ago while you pandered in an interview after LOSING to the National Elite Champion at Clash of Kingdoms. We told YOU that we were sick and tired of being bullied. We’re sick and tired of people believing that they’re simply able to try to walk all over us, and that’s what you’re trying to do now. You’re standing there with your chest out. You’re telling yourself everything that you want to hear. You’re telling yourself that you’re still the person that you used to be, not the person who let this business pass her by. Wicked Games is the moment where I prove how much I belong in this business, while you continue to prove how much you don’t. It’s time for the QUEEN of the Nile to hang up her crown, and I can’t wait to be the person that forces you to do it.
(Rebecca Blackwell drops the microphone as “Lapdance” picks back up. She rolls straight out of the ring and marches back up the ramp, never looking back at a seething Cleopatra who doesn’t take her eyes off of Blackwell. It’s only a week before these two square off at Wicked Games and right now – both of them would have loved for their match to be tonight. A graphic for their match flashes across the screen before the camera cuts elsewhere.)
(Voltage fades to a promotional ad for Rebecca Blackwell versus Cleopatra at Wicked Games.)
(Voltage fades back to ringside, and Bella Braxton is seen with a microphone in her hand.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a TRIPLE THREAT MATCH SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!!!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!!
Bella Braxton: AND IT IS FOR THE NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!!
(The crowd cheers, and the cheers turn into more of a mixed reaction as ‘Bad Man’ by Blues Saraceno hits. Kirk Redwood begins to walk out, and he looks clearly focused on this match after everything he said last week. He doesn’t have a grin or a smirk or anything like that on his face, and he doesn’t waste any time making his way down to the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first…. From Boston, Massachusetts… Weighing in at 210 pounds….. KKIIIIIIRRRRKKKK REEDDWOOOOOODDDD!!!!!!!!
James Peters: Kirk Redwood made it clear that he doesn’t appreciate being overlooked by Shane Gates and Minerva, and tonight is his chance to shut them both up at the same time by becoming the National Elite Champion!
Rich Russillo: I can’t say anybody in this match is necessarily a fan favorite, but I’m sure they’d take Kirk as Champion over either Shane or Minerva. Kirk’s been pretty impressive so far, and I definitely do believe that he has a chance, even if he’s fighting an uphill battle.
(‘Swallowing the Rabbit Whole’ by Code Orange hits, and the crowd begins booing loudly as Shane Gates walks out. Shane stares directly at Kirk Redwood, and he doesn’t have the most amused face as he stares at one of his two opponents. Shane begins to slowly make his way down to the ring, not wasting much time but also walking down the ring at his own pace, not caring at all about the loud boos echoing through the arena.)
Bella Braxton: Making his way to the ring…. From Huntington Beach, California….. Weighing in at 213 pounds…. SHAAAAAAAAAAANNNEEE GGAAATTTTTEEESSS!!!!!!
Persephone: So for SOME reason we’re gonna be forced to watch Shane Gates versus Holly Arrow at Wicked Games, and you know what I DON’T think is happening? Shane entering that match with a title around his waist.
James Peters: I definitely think it’s possible actually, especially when Minerva said herself that she’ll refuse to get involved for the first three minutes! That’s more time than she thinks it is when there’s a title on the line, and either one of these two men could easily capitalize.
(Finally, ‘Blood, Milk & Sky’ by White Zombie hits, and the crowd bursts into even louder boos than before. Slowly, Minerva begins to walk out, dragging her National Elite Championship. Minerva doesn’t look intimidated as she looks towards her two challengers standing inside of the ring, and she slowly makes her way down the ramp as both Shane and Kirk look ready to get the match started. The boos continue, just as loud as usual when a member of New Eden walks out, but the Champion isn’t phased by the boos whatsoever.)
Bella Braxton: And making her way to the ring…. Residing in the Florida Everglades… Weighing in at 122 pounds…. SHE IS THE NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION, MIIIIIIIINNERRRVVVAAAAA!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: And here’s the Champion, who might just be making the biggest mistake of her Championship reign right now! I seriously don’t know what Minerva is thinking here.
Persephone: Me neither, but I wouldn’t be mad if the match actually did end in three minutes.
James Peters: Minerva could be making a mistake, but if this match isn’t over when those three minutes ends, who knows what’ll happen?
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
(As soon as the bell rings, Minerva rolls out of the ring, waiting at ringside for Shane Gates and Kirk Redwood to begin fighting.)
James Peters: Well, this isn’t a surprise. Minerva said that she’d give Kirk Redwood and Shane Gates three minutes to fight and try to win the National Elite Championship, AND IT LOOKS LIKE THE TIME STARTS NOW AS KIRK REDWOOD GOES RIGHT AFTER SHANE GATES! KIRK REDWOOD HITS SHANE WITH A HUGE FOREARM SMASH, BACKING SHANE UP INTO THE CORNER!
Rich Russillo: KIRK REDWOOD NOW STOMPING AWAY AT SHANE GATES, AND IT LOOKS LIKE THESE TWO ACTUALLY PLAN TO TRY AND WIN THIS MATCH IN THE FIRST THREE MINUTES! Kirk Redwood now running into the opposite corner before charging back in-
James Peters: BUT SHANE GATES BURSTS OUT OF THE CORNER WITH A HUGE LARIAT, NEARLY TAKING KIRK’S HEAD OFF! This match just started and it looks like it’s already going a hundred miles per hour!
Persephone: Well duh. They kinda only have three minutes before Minerva comes in and screws everything up. That’s not a lot of time to work with.
Rich Russillo: Shane Gates now pulling Kirk Redwood up, AND SHANE GOES FOR A GERMAN SUPLEX, BUT KIRK MANAGES TO LAND A BACK ELBOW TO SHANE’S JAW! Shane now stumbling back as Kirk turns around, AND NOW THERE’S A KICK TO THE MIDSECTION BY KIRK REDWOOD! KIRK NOW GETTING SHANE IN THE DOUBLE UNDERHOOK BEFORE LIFTING HIM UP-
James Peters: BUT SHANE MANAGES TO USE HIS WEIGHT TO PULL HIMSELF DOWN, BEFORE LIFTING KIRK REDWOOD OVER HIM WITH A BACK BODY DROP! It’s been around a minute and a half, and it looks like Minerva’s keeping her promise! She has yet to intervene! Kirk Redwood has rolled out to the apron, and now Shane Gates is trying to pull him up-
Rich Russillo: BUT KIRK REDWOOD LANDS A SHOULDER TO THE MIDSECTION, CAUSING SHANE TO STUMBLE BACK! KIRK REDWOOD NOW JUMPING ONTO THE TOP ROPE, AND THERE’S THE SPRINGBOARD! .50 CAL!!!
James Peters: NO! SHANE GATES JUST BARELY SLIPS BEHIND KIRK REDWOOD, AND NOW HE DROPS KIRK WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX! SHANE GATES JUST HIT THE GERMAN SUPLEX, AND NOW SHANE PULLS KIRK REDWOOD BACK TO HIS FEET BEFORE DELIVERING THE RIPCORD LARIAT!!! SUFFER AS ONE!!! WE’RE NEARING TWO AND A HALF MINUTES IN THIS MATCH, AND I THINK SHANE GATES MIGHT HAVE THIS MATCH WON! THERE’S THE COVER! SHANE GATES WITH THE COVER, AND LOOK AT MINERVA! SHE’S NOT MOVING!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE-
Persephone: :mjlol: Yikes.
Rich Russillo: KIRK REDWOOD GOT THE SHOULDER UP!!!! KIRK REDWOOD SURVIVES “SUFFER AS ONE”!!!! SHANE GATES NEARLY HAD THIS MATCH WON!
Persephone: That was probably his best chance of winning, too. Sucks to be him.
James Peters: Shane Gates was so close to capturing the victory within the three minutes, but instead Kirk Redwood managed to survive! Shane Gates is quickly getting back to his feet, and there’s still some time left! He can still finish this before this goes back to being a triple threat!
Rich Russillo: SIN’S DELIGHT!!! SHANE GATES LOCKS IN THE SIN’S DELIGHT ON THE ALREADY GROUNDED KIRK REDWOOD, AND AFTER THE DAMAGE “SUFFER AS ONE” DID, I WOULDN’T BE SURPRISED IF KIRK TAPPED OUT QUICKLY!
James Peters: SHANE GATES IS HOLDING THIS SUBMISSION IN AS TIGHT AS POSSIBLE, AND AT THIS RATE KIRK REDWOOD MIGHT END UP PASSING OUT! KIRK REDWOOD IS TRYING TO FIGHT OUT OF IT, BUT SHANE’S HOLDING ONTO BOTH OF HIS ARMS, CHOKING HIM OUT WITH THEM! THIS MIGHT BE IT! SHANE GATES MIGHT WIN THE NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPIONSH-
Rich Russillo: THE DEVIL’S TOUCH!!!!
Persephone: :francis: Guess time’s up.
James Peters: :krabs: Three minutes and ten seconds! Time did run out, and Shane Gates just paid the price for it as Minerva just hit him with the Devil’s touch! Kirk Redwood rolls out of the way to recover from the submission, meanwhile Shane Gates pulls himself into a seated position in the corner, ALLOWING MINERVA TO CHARGE IN BEFORE DELIVERING A HUGE BOOT TO THE SIDE OF SHANE’S HEAD! MINERVA NOW PULLING SHANE OUT OF THE CORNER, AND I THINK SHE MIGHT BE SETTING UP FOR THE END OF THIS MATCH ALREADY!
Rich Russillo: NO! MINERVA HAD SHANE IN THE FRONT FACELOCK, BUT SHANE MANAGED TO CONNECT WITH REPEATED PUNCHES TO THE MIDSECTION, STOPPING MINERVA FROM GOING FOR WHATEVER SHE HAD IN MIND! Shane Gates now going after Minerva- BUT MINERVA LANDS AN ELBOW TO THE JAW! Minerva now with a snapmare to Shane Gates before running the ropes, AND MINERVA CONNECTS WITH A RUNNING METEORA! Minerva now with her first cover of the match, and this may be it! She gave these two three minutes, and now this match might be over just after the time ran out!
ONE!
TWO!!
THR-
James Peters: NO, KIRK REDWOOD PUSHES MINERVA OFF OF SHANE! Kirk just saved the match, and that had to have taken a lot out of Kirk! Minerva now getting back up, BUT I DON’T THINK SHE EXPECTED THIS FIGHT OUT OF KIRK REDWOOD, WHO DELIVERS A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT, SENDING MINERVA INTO THE CORNER! Kirk Redwood now charging in, AND HE DELIVERS A RUNNING KNEE TO MINERVA’S MIDSECTION BEFORE SENDING HER INTO THE OPPOSITE CORNER! Kirk Redwood now taking a moment to breathe, and I don’t blame him after all he suffered within the first few moments of the match! KIRK REDWOOD NOW CHARGES AT MINERVA-
Rich Russillo: BUT MINERVA GETS A BOOT UP, CONNECTING WITH KIRK’S FACE! Minerva now going after Kirk, but Kirk manages to deliver a back elbow, connecting with Minerva’s nose! Kirk now quickly takes Minerva down with a headlock takedown, but Minerva quickly wraps her legs around Kirk’s throat to pull him off of her, now beginning to choke Kirk out! Kirk Redwood manages to get back to his feet to escape the choke, but Minerva gets back up as well! Both Elitists now locking up, but Minerva quickly slips behind Redwood with a hammerlock hold, BEFORE SENDING KIRK INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!
Persephone: Minerva now runs at Kirk Redwood- but Shane Gates apparently isn’t dead after all! Shane grabbed Minerva just before she could reach Kirk, and he just dropped her with a short-arm elbow smash. I kinda would’ve preferred Shane being taken out, but honestly who cares at this point? This match should’ve ended in the first three minutes but everyone here sucks.
James Peters: Shane now charging at Kirk Redwood in the corner, AND HE CONNECTS WITH A RUNNING SPLASH TO REDWOOD! SHANE NOW SENDING KIRK OUT OF THE CORNER AS MINERVA GETS BACK UP, AND NOW SHANE CHARGES IN BEFORE DELIVERING A DOUBLE LARIAT, TAKING OUT BOTH KIRK REDWOOD AND MINERVA! It looks like the triple threat rules of this match are beginning to catch up to Minerva, meanwhile Kirk is still hurting after being on the receiving end of two of Shane’s finishing moves at the start of the match!
Rich Russillo: Minerva’s getting up first, and now Shane kicks her in the midsection! Shane now, TRIES TO LIFT MINERVA UP INTO A POWERBOMB- BUT MINERVA MANAGES TO JUMP UP OVER SHANE! Shane Gates now turning around, RIGHT INTO A SPINNING KICK TO THE MIDSECTION BY MINERVA, WHO NOW RUNS THE ROPES BEFORE HITTING SHANE WITH AN ELBOW! Shane Gates is still standing though, AND NOW MINERVA RUNS THE ROPES AGAIN BEFORE- WAIT A SECOND!
James Peters: SHANE GATES JUST RAN IT RIGHT BEFORE MINERVA COULD BOUNCE OFF OF THE ROPES, SENDING HER OVER THE TOP ROPE AND TO THE APRON WITH A CLOTHESLINE! Minerva luckily didn’t completely fall out of the ring and out to ringside- BUT LOOK AT WHO DID! SHANE GATES WAS TRYING TO GRAB MINERVA, BUT KIRK REDWOOD JUST CAME UP FROM BEHIND AND SENT SHANE OVER THE TOP ROPE OUT OF THE RING!
Persephone: If only this was a battle royale or something. Then this match would’ve been one step closer to its ending.
Rich Russillo: Minerva now pulling herself up, AND NOW KIRK REDWOOD RUNS THE ROPES- AND HE TRIED TO SEND HIS SHOULDER INTO MINERVA IN BETWEEN THE MIDDLE AND TOP ROPE, BUT MINERVA BACKED OUT OF THE WAY! Minerva now running in, BEFORE DELIVERING A KNEE TO THE SIDE OF KIRK REDWOOD’S HEAD! Kirk Redwood stumbling back, BUT HE TURNS AROUND AND HITS MINERVA WITH A HUGE ELBOW SMASH, AND MINERVA’S BARELY HANGING ONTO THE APRON HERE! THE NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION MIGHT JUST BE IN TROUBLE!
James Peters: KIRK REDWOOD NOW RUNNING THE ROPES- WAIT!!! KIRK JUST WENT FOR A SPEAR, BUT MINERVA JUST GOT OUT OF THE WAY ONCE AGAIN! KIRK JUST WENT FLYING RIGHT INTO SHANE GATES, BUT SHANE MANAGED TO CATCH KIRK!! SHANE GATES CAUGHT KIRK REDWOOD, AND NOW SHANE PUTS KIRK ON HIS SHOULDER BEFORE TURNING TOWARDS- WOAH! KICK TO THE FACE!! AS SOON AS SHANE TURNED AROUND HE WAS HIT BY A HUGE RUNNING PENALTY KICK BY MINERVA ON THE APRON, FLOORING SHANE GATES AND IN TURN CAUSING SHANE GATES TO DROP KIRK REDWOOD!
Persephone: Minerva now doing the smart thing and sending Shane back into the ring before following behi- COME ON! WHY!? Kirk Redwood just grabbed Minerva by the leg and pulled her back out of the ring, and like a moron he just got hit in the face with a forearm by the Champ.
Rich Russillo: Minerva now with a knee to the midsection, AND SHE GOES TO SEND KIRK REDWOOD INTO THE RINGPOST, BUT KIRK MANAGES TO STOP HIMSELF WITH HIS FOOT BEFORE GRABBING MINERVA AND SLAMMING HER FACE INTO THE POST! Minerva stumbling back, and now Kirk Redwood grabs her before sending her back into the ring!
James Peters: Kirk Redwood now climbing onto the apron- AND SHANE GATES RUSHES AT KIRK BEFORE DELIVERING A BIG BOOT, SENDING KIRK OFF OF THE APRON AND CRASHING INTO THE BARRICADE!! KIRK REDWOOD IS DOWN, AND NOW SHANE GATES TURNS AROUND- RIGHT INTO THE DEVIL’S TOUCH!!! MINERVA DROPS SHANE GATES WITH THAT SUPERKICK FOR THE SECOND TIME IN THIS MATCH, ONLY THIS TIME MINERVA GOES FOR THE COVER DIRECTLY FOLLOWING IT!
ONE!
TWO!!
THR-
James Peters: SHANE GATES GETS THE SHOULDER UP! SHANE GATES IS STILL IN THIS MATCH, SAVING THIS FOR BOTH HIMSELF AND KIRK REDWOOD!
Rich Russillo: Minerva slowly getting back up- AND IT LOOKS LIKE SHE DOESN’T GET ANY TIME TO THINK ABOUT HER NEXT MOVE, BECAUSE KIRK REDWOOD JUST SLID BACK INTO THE RING AND TOOK MINERVA DOWN WITH A DOUBLE LEG TAKEDOWN! KIRK REDWOOD IS ON TOP OF MINERVA LAYING INTO HER WITH FOREARM STRIKES- BUT MINERVA MANAGES TO PUSH KIRK REDWOOD OFF OF HER BEFORE QUICKLY GETTING BACK TO HER FEET! KIRK NOW CHARGING BACK TOWARDS MINERVA, BUT MINERVA GOES FOR THE DEVIL’S TOUCH!
Persephone: And misses, because for some reason nobody can put a match away.
James Peters: Kirk Redwood avoided the superkick, AND HE GRABS MINERVA BEFORE DELIVERING AN EXPLODER SUPLEX, SENDING MINERVA CRASHING INTO THE TURNBUCKLES! I think Kirk Redwood is fired up right now, and I think he sees an opening as Minerva’s slowly trying to get back up to a knee! KIRK REDWOOD NOW RUNNING THE ROPES, AND HE GOES FOR THE BLITZKREIG BOP- BUT MINERVA JUST BARELY MANAGES TO DUCK UNDER IT! MINERVA QUICKLY PULLING KIRK REDWOOD UP FROM BEHIND, AND NOW I THINK SHE’S SETTING UP FOR PARADISE LOST- BUT KIRK REDWOOD MANAGES TO TURN HIMSELF AROUND BEFORE DROPPING MINERVA WITH A NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX, FOLLOWED BY A BRIDGING PIN!
ONE!
TWO!!
Rich Russillo: BUT MINERVA KICKS OUT!! Kirk Redwood shaking his head, and I think Kirk would love to be able to pin the Champion right now, but he seems to be thinking extremely smart here, and he sees Shane Gates down and out thanks to the Devil’s Touch! Kirk Redwood now pulling Shane Gates back up, AND HE TRIES TO GET SHANE IN THE DOUBLE UNDERHOOK, BUT SHANE MANAGES TO GET ONE OF HIS ARMS FREE BEFORE BEGINNING TO PUNCH AWAY AT KIRK’S MIDSECTION!
James Peters: KIRK TRIES TO KEEP IN THE DOUBLE UNDERHOOK, BUT SHANE MANAGES TO PUSH KIRK AWAY! KIRK NOW RUNNING BACK TOWARDS SHANE, BUT SHANE POPS KIRK UP BEFORE DROPPING HIM WITH A POWERBOMB, AND I DON’T THINK SHANE IS DONE JUST YET! SHANE CALLS THIS ACES HIGH, AND NOW SHANE DEADLIFTS KIRK UP BEFORE HITTING A SECOND POWERBOMB IN A ROW! THAT WAS A DEVASTATING COMBINATION BY SHANE GATES, AND IT LOOKS LIKE HE STILL ISN’T FINISHED JUST YET AS HE MANAGES TO POP KIRK REDWOOD ALL THE WAY BACK TO HIS FEET! SPINEBUSTER TO KIRK REDWOOD BY SHANE GATES-
Rich Russillo: AND MINERVA TRIED TO ATTACK SHANE, BUT SHANE JUST STOPPED HER BY CONNECTING WITH A HUGE SUPERKICK, SENDING MINERVA FALLING INTO A SEATED POSITION IN THE CORNER! Usually Shane does that combo to one person as part of the Kill Shot move, but instead he just took out both of his opponents at once! Shane Gates now eyeing Minerva, AND HE RUNS THE ROPES BEFORE CHARGING IN, HITTING MINERVA WITH A HUGE KNEE TO THE SIDE OF HER HEAD! SHANE GATES IS ON FIRE RIGHT NOW, AND THIS IS EXACTLY HOW SHANE NEEDED TO COME BACK INTO THIS!
Persephone: Alright, alright. Shane managed to come back into the match, but what matters most is that he’s actually able to finish the job. Shane is pulling Minerva back up, and I think he’s setting up for a torture rack or a burning hammer or something. Whatever it is, it better work.
James Peters: WAIT, I THINK I KNOW WHAT HE’S SETTING UP FOR! SHANE GATES IS TRYING TO SET UP FOR THE DARKNESS BELOW FINISHING MOVE, BUT MINERVA IS ABLE TO SLIP OUT OF SHANE’S GRASP BEFORE SHOVING HIM INTO THE ROPES!
Persephone: Of course he screwed it up. 🙄
Rich Russillo: MINERVA SPINS AND HITS SHANE WITH A DISCUS ELBOW AS SOON AS SHANE BOUNCES OFF OF THE ROPES, BUT SHANE FALLS BACK INTO THE ROPES, AND AS HE BOUNCES OFF OF THEM HE RESPONDS WITH A HUGE RIGHT HAND! Minerva stumbles back a bit, BUT SHE KICKS SHANE IN THE MIDSECTION AS SOON AS HE CHARGES AT HER, AND NOW SHE CHARGES INTO THE CORNER WHILE HOLDING SHANE, SMASHING HIS FACE INTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! Shane now stumbling out of the corner, AND NOW MINERVA RUNS IN, LOOKING FOR A-
James Peters: SCHOOL BOY BY SHANE GATES!!! SHANE GATES WITH A SCHOOL BOY PIN OUT OF NOWHERE, AND THIS MIGHT BE IT!
ONE!
TWO-
James Peters: NO, MINERVA KICKS OUT, AND NOW SHANE GATES GOES FOR ANOTHER SUPERKICK, BUT MINERVA MANAGES TO DUCK UNDER IT BEFORE GETTING BACK UP BEHIND SHANE GATES AND GRABBING HIM! MINERVA CONNECTS WITH PARADISE LOST!!!! MINERVA JUST DELIVERED PARADISE LOST OUT OF NOWHERE, AND NOW MINERVA GOES FOR A COVER OF HER OWN ON SHANE! MINERVA MIGHT JUST RETAIN HER CHAMPIONSHIP HERE!
ONE!
TWO!!
THRE-
James Peters: KIRK REDWOOD BREAKS IT UP!!! KIRK MANAGES TO SAVE THE MATCH!
Rich Russillo: Minerva doesn’t look too pleased to see this match still going on, and Kirk Redwood is clearly the one to blame for that! Minerva now grabbing Kirk Redwood, AND SHE JUST TOSSES HIM OUT OF THE RING! MINERVA JUST SENT KIRK OUT TO RINGSIDE, AND I DON’T KNOW IF WE SHOULD EXPECT TO SEE KIRK BACK IN THIS ONE BEFORE THE MATCH IS OVER! Minerva just gave herself all the time she needed to turn her attention back to Shane Gates, and put this match to an end!
Persephone: Thank God. I for one think this should’ve just been a singles match. Maybe then it wouldn’t have lasted so long.
James Peters: Minerva now pulling Shane Gates up, AND I THINK MINERVA MIGHT BE TRYING TO SET UP FOR ATLAS FALLS- WAIT! SHANE GATES WITH A PUNCH TO THE MIDSECTION! AND ANOTHER, BUT MINERVA RESPONDS BY KNEEING SHANE IN THE MIDSECTION! MINERVA WITH ANOTHER KNEE, AND NOW SHE PUNCHES SHANE IN THE BACK! Minerva now getting Shane Gates into position, AND SHE ATTEMPTS ONCE MORE FOR THE ATLAS FALLS, BUT SOMEHOW SHANE GATES MANAGES TO LAND A KNEE TO THE TOP OF THE HEAD!
Rich Russillo: Shane Gates now stumbling back, AND MINERVA SENDS SHANE THROUGH THE ROPES WITH A HUGE RUNNING KNEE! Minerva now taking a step back- AND WAIT A SECOND! KIRK REDWOOD!!!! .50 CAL!!!! MINERVA JUST TURNED AROUND, RIGHT INTO THE SPRINGBOARD SUPERMAN PUNCH! MINERVA WAS JUST DROPPED IN THE CENTER OF THE RING, AND NOW KIRK REDWOOD GOES FOR THE COVER! WE HAVE A NEW NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION!!! KIRK REDWOOD JUST DEFEATED MINERVA!!!!
ONE!
TWO!!
THRE-
Rich Russillo: WAIT WAIT WAIT!!!! SHANE GATES JUST DRAGGED KIRK REDWOOD OUT OF THE RING, AND NOW SHANE SLIDES INTO THE RING BEFORE GOING FOR THE COVER HIMSELF!!!
ONE!
TWO-
James Peters: KIRK REDWOOD SLIDES BACK INTO THE RING, AND HE SHOVES SHANE GATES OFF OF MINERVA! KIRK NOW TRIES TO GO AFTER MINERVA, BUT SHANE GATES QUICKLY TURNS AROUND AND GRABS KIRK REDWOOD, POWERING HIM INTO THE CORNER! SHANE NOW SWINGS AT KIRK FOR A LARIAT, BUT KIRK DUCKS UNDER IT AND ESCAPES THE CORNER! KIRK NOW GRABS SHANE FROM BEHIND, BEFORE DELIVERING A GERMAN SUPLEX OF HIS OWN! Kirk must be furious right now, knowing that he was on the verge of winning this match! He was this close to the three count, and Shane ruined that!
Rich Russillo: Shane Gates slowly gets back up to his feet, AND NOW KIRK REDWOOD LIFTS SHANE GATES, GETTING HIM INTO POSITION FOR DOWN TO HELL!!!! KIRK HAS SHANE IN POSITION FOR THE TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER, AND IT CONNECT- WAIT WAIT WAIT! NO IT DOESN’T! SHANE GATES MANAGES TO SLIP OUT OF THE TOMBSTONE, BEFORE LIFTING KIRK REDWOOD UP ONTO HIS SHOULDER! SHANE GATES NOW CHARGING INTO THE CORNER, AND HE DELIVERS A SNAKE EYES! SNAKE EYES CONNECTS ON KIRK REDWOOD, AND NOW SHANE RUNS THE ROPES AS KIRK STUMBLES OUT OF THE CORNER-
James Peters: BUT MINERVA COMES OUT OF NOWHERE AND HITS SHANE GATES WITH A FOREARM SMASH! MINERVA NOW TURNING TOWARDS KIRK REDWOOD, AND SHE THROWS A RIGHT HAND AT HIM! MINERVA TURNS TOWARDS SHANE, BUT SHANE KICKS MINERVA IN THE MIDSECTION! NOW SHANE GOING AFTER KIRK REDWOOD, AND SHANE ATTEMPTED TO KICK KIRK, BUT KIRK MANAGED TO GRAB SHANE’S LEG BEFORE SWINGING IT TOWARDS MINERVA! MINERVA DUCKS THE KICK, AND NOW SHE KICKS KIRK IN THE MIDSECTION HERSELF! Minerva now turning around, JUST FOR SHANE TO GRAB MINERVA’S HEAD AND PULL HER FACE INTO HIS KNEE, AND THAT CAUSES THE CHAMPION TO STUMBLE BACK!
Rich Russillo: NOW IT’S KIRK REDWOOD CHARGING AT SHANE FOR A LARIAT, BUT SHANE DUCKS UNDER IT BEFORE GRABBING KIRK AND LIFTING HIM UP FOR A BACK SUPLEX- WHICH KIRK IS ABLE TO FLIP OUT OF! Now it’s Kirk grabbing Shane from behind, BUT SHANE USES HIS POWER TO TOSS KIRK OFF OF HIM! NOW IT’S SHANE GATES CHARGING IN, BUT KIRK MANAGES TO ROLL OUT OF THE WAY- RIGHT INTO MINERVA’S GRASP! STO BY MINERVA, TAKING DOWN KIRK REDWOOD, AND NOW MINERVA QUICKLY GOES AFTER SHANE, KNOWING THAT SHE CAN’T PIN KIRK UNTIL BOTH MEN ARE DOWN!
Persephone: 🥱
James Peters: Shane Gates knew that Minerva was coming though, AND SHANE MANAGES TO TOSS MINERVA OVER HIS HEAD WITH A BACK BODY DROP, BUT MINERVA LANDS ON HER FEET! MINERVA NOW TURNING AROUND- RIGHT INTO A HEADBUTT BY SHANE! THAT HEADBUTT CAUSES MINERVA TO FALL INTO THE ROPES, AND NOW THERE’S THE SPINEBUSTER AS SOON AS SHE BOUNCES OFF OF THEM! KILL SHOT!!!! THE KILL SHOT CONNECTS, BUT IT CAUSES MINERVA TO FALL THROUGH THE ROPES AND OUT OF THE RING! SHANE GATES JUST TOOK MINERVA OUT OF THE MATCH, BUT KIRK REDWOOD IS STILL IN THE RING! SHANE CAN STILL WIN!
Persephone: Well, he better do it soon. I doubt he has much time left. These idiots just keep getting up for some reason no matter what’s thrown at them.
Rich Russillo: Shane Gates now picking up Kirk, AND KIRK HITS SHANE WITH A PUNCH! KIRK STARTING TO FIGHT BACK, BUT SHANE GATES HEADBUTTS KIRK! Kirk Redwood stumbling back, AND NOW SHANE GATES LIFTS KIRK UP, LOOKING FOR THE DEAD MAN!!!
James Peters: BUT KIRK REDWOOD MANAGES TO SLIP OUT OF HIS GRASP EXTREMELY QUICKLY! SHANE GATES TURNING TOWARDS KIRK, AND KIRK TAKES SHANE DOWN BEFORE LOCKING IN THE COLLINS LOCK!!! THE COLLINS LOCK IS LOCKED IN ON SHANE GATES, AND WE MIGHT BE APPROACHING THE END OF THE MATCH!
Rich Russillo: WAIT, NO! SHANE GATES JUST BARELY MANAGES TO SLIP OUT OF THE HOLD, AND BOTH ELITISTS GET BACK TO THEIR FEET BEFORE-
James Peters: PARADISE LOST!!!
Rich Russillo: MINERVA JUST GRABBED SHANE GATES FROM BEHIND, TAKING HIM DOWN WITH PARADISE LOST!!! SHANE JUST ROLLED OUT OF THE RING FOLLOWING THAT MOVE, AND NOW KIRK REDWOOD ATTEMPTS TO BLINDSIDE MINERVA WITH THE BLITZKREIG BOP!!!
James Peters: MINERVA DUCKS UNDER IT THOUGH, AND SHE IMMEDIATELY GRABS KIRK IN A FRONT FACELOCK BEFORE PULLING HIM UP! ATLAS FALLS!!!!! ATLAS FALLS ON KIRK REDWOOD, AND NOW MINERVA PULLS HERSELF ON TOP OF KIRK FOR THE COVER!!!!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Bella Braxton: Here is your winner…. AND STIIIILLLLLLL THE EAW NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION…… MMIIIIIIIIIIINNEERRRRRVVVVAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!
James Peters: Well, there it is. Minerva manages to retain the National Elite Championship! Both Kirk Redwood and Shane Gates fought hard, and just like Shane was close to winning during those first three minutes, it looked like Kirk Redwood might’ve had the upper hand near the end when they took Minerva out!
Rich Russillo: That’s right, but in the end Minerva managed to get the job done. She caught Shane by surprise, sending him out of the ring, and just when Kirk Redwood had the chance to take advantage, Minerva was able to avoid the knee and drop Kirk Redwood on his head.
Persephone: Yeah yeah, whatever. Congrats Minerva blah blah blah, thank God this match is over.
(‘Blood, Milk & Sky’ hits, and the crowd boos as loud as they can as Minerva slowly makes her way to her feet. As Minerva gets to her feet, the referee hands her the National Elite Championship. Minerva just snatches it from the referee’s hand, and rolls out of the ring, beginning to make her way up the ramp and to the back. From there, Voltage begins to fade away from ringside.)
[SCREENBAR – Brooklyn, New York. Earlier in the week]
(The camera opens to footage from earlier in the week of the beautiful city of Brooklyn, New York; where two figures are seen standing in front of a bodega. It’s kind of obvious who the two people are considering their stature, but the camera pans up to show that it’s none other than Chris Elite and Big Mike who both seem to be waiting on someone.)
Chris Elite: Man, where this little bastard at. Didn’t I tell him to show up right here, right now?
Big Mike: Son probably scared to come to the hood. That, or he fighting off a rat considered they almost as big as he is… it’s almost an even fight.
Chris Elite: That’s exactly why I came to a bodega in Park Slope beloved, so he can feel right at home with the rest of his mayo mutants- Wait, is that him right there? :comeagain:
(The camera turns away from the EAW Hall of Famer and his cohort to show a pair of legs walking down the street of Park Slope. And of course, it’s none other than Jake Smith seemingly on queue making his way towards the two of them with an arrogant grin on his face. He’s rocking an unofficial “Haircare Kings” t-shirt, jeans, and some Air Jordan 1 Mid Shoes as he walks up to Chris and Big Mike to greet the two of them.)
Big Mike: What’s poppin’, little man?
Jake Smith: I don’t hear anything “poppin’”, what do you mean?
Chris Elite: :snoop: He meant what’s up, like how are you. And man, what did I tell you about that shirt? That is not our name son, damn.
Jake Smith: OHHHH! My bad, “beloved” I just have to get used to all of this slang. But anyways What do you mean? I thought we agreed in the group chat that this would be our name. See man, we’re already starting off on the wrong foot, we’re supposed to be bonding. It’s the only way to become a unit and defeat Dramille!
Chris Elite: I literally never responded to a single text from you, and I know that’s why I invited you here. We are going to walk around Brooklyn and what not and see if you really partner material for me. I mean if we aren’t cool by the end of the day then who cares, I’m not stressing about defeating some forced ass couple in the first place especially since I’m undefeated against Drake 💯.
Jake Smith: See that already makes something we have in common, because I’m also undefeated against Drake!
Big Mike: Didn’t he beat you so bad you had to take a week off to get your mental health together?
Jake Smith: Are you jealous or something that Chris didn’t pick you to be his partner? Plus, I haven’t seen you around much since Minerva almost beheaded you.
Big Mike: Listen here you Red Bull can-shaped little bastard, I will literally pick you up and give you a wedgie.
Jake Smith: Chris, are you just going to let him talk to your new partner like this??? Do something.
Chris Elite: Everyone calm down, there’s enough Chris Elite to go around.
Jake Smith & Big Mike: :dame: !!!!
Chris Elite: Bro that’s not what I meant damn. Anyways, back to business. I invited you here Jake cause we’re gonna bond over something all man can.
Big Mike: Bitches?
Jake Smith: Taylor Swift listening party?!?
Chris Elite: No you fucking bozos damn, I mean we’re going to a pet store and finding Jake a new, less annoying dog since I heard some bitch took Josh.
Jake Smith: :oh:!!!
Big Mike: Yeah that makes sense, that dog was fucking annoying anyway. Where the fuck did you even acquire a dog that borks instead of barks in the first place?
Jake Smith: Josh was not annoying 😡. He understood me, he was different like me as well, unique if you will! You guys are just mad cause all of your dogs look and sound alike and I had something special!
Chris Elite: Bro calm down it’s a dog not ya girlfriend. But anyway, come on, let’s go find you a new one beloved before you have a heart attack or something.
(From there, Chris, Jake, and Big Mike get into the back of a 2021 Cadillac Escalade. Chris tells the driver that’s going to be driving them for the day to take them to the nicest pet store they can find in Brooklyn before handing him a tip for his troubles. As the car drives away, Big Mike begins to roll up a blunt while Chris pours himself a cup of Henny.)
Jake Smith: Um, guys… won’t you get in trouble for this stuff :lupe:??
Big Mike: Why, cause we’re black? :mjpls:
Jake Smith: :whoa:!!! I mean because it’s illegal, and I’m too handsome to go to jail!
Big Mike: I don’t know about all that but they definitely would turn you into Jacqueline.
Chris Elite: Ayo????
Jake Smith: :comeagain: I don’t wanna be Jacqueline! Can you guys just stop doing what you’re doing? I don’t want to go to prison.
Chris Elite: Bro if we’re gonna be a team you gotta man up you bozo, damn. But fine we’ll stop to make the little white man feel better plus I think we’re here anyway.
(The Escalade pulls up outside of Brooklyn Pet Supply located in Bay Ridge as the three of them get out and begin to make their way into the store. They enter in hopes of finding Jake a new dog to replace Josh but so far, Jake looks disappointed. He looks around with a sad look on his face only to see a bunch of Pitbulls and other dogs which are obviously bigger than the three of them combined which he obviously does not want. His trance is broken though as Chris turns him around and points him towards something.)
Chris Elite: Hey that’s a nice dog right there, It’s like a German Shepherd or something. Certainly that has to be more of a threat than Josh was, and it probably barks like a normal dog too so that’s a plus.
Jake Smith: Stop disrespecting Josh! I don’t even know why I agreed to this! All these dogs are dumb and they make me look small. Josh was special like I said, these dogs are special… ed.
Big Mike: First of all, a toddler can make you seem small because you are small. These are great dogs if you train them well. Fuck was you gonna do with Josh if someone broke into your home? Throw him at the intruder?
Jake Smith: Josh is scientifically proven to be the second most intimidating species on this planet… behind me 💯. So first, for you to even to break in my home knowing who I am is stupid. But to look the most fearsome creature in their eyes and still try to take what isn’t yours is just dumb!
Chris Elite: Relax John Wick. Anyways, I think the smaller dogs that would actually make you look tall are back here, come on.
(The three of them begin to walk further into the back of the pen store where the smaller dogs are. Multiple breeds are seen such as a Shih Tzus, Chihuahua, Yorkies, Beagles and other smaller dogs.)
Big Mike: Omg they’re so cute 🥰🥰!
Chris Elite & Jake Smith: :comeagain:
Big Mike: I mean, stupid dogs!
(Jake begins to walk up to a tiny white and brown Shih Tzu, taking a moment to observe it carefully. He then begins to scoop it up and look at it before yelling.)
Jake Smith: Bark for me dog!
Dog: BARK BARK!
Jake Smith: NO! NO! These dogs just aren’t the same! Me and Josh did everything together man, that’s what a real team looked like! I would’ve been better off with him from the start and I wouldn’t have to re-enter the tournament because we’d be the winners 💯. When I asked Captain Charisma he said no, a dog can’t be my partner because PETA is still on his ass because of what Danny Tanner did to the piranha. Look at this man, we can’t even bond over what you said would be easy! We can’t even agree on a name. How are we going to defeat “Dramille”?
Chris Elite: It’s not even that deep twin, but see what we got going on is normal shit. We are trying to bond instead of the shit being forced on us every week. I don’t give a damn about some forced relationship being our opponents, they ain’t on shit and we all know Drake doesn’t work with anyone that isn’t New Eden. They only came this far because of the lack of challenges before them, but now they have you and I. With me feeling the best I’ve felt in a while and you who has to have a chip on his shoulder after what Drake did to you not even a whole month ago. At Wicked Games those two bozos will see what an organic team looks like, and to be honest we don’t even have to get along. We can remain enemies but if we have some type of chemistry (pause), we can defeat them. And fine, you know what? We can be The Haircare Kings, are you happy now?
Jake Smith: Finally you agreed, and you’re right. I do have a chip on my shoulder and I’d like nothing more but to get my revenge on Drake and ruin his chances of becoming Drizzy 2 Belts again. See the last time you were in the finals of a tournament you had to do your job plus your partner, and you still managed to defeat the Liquid Swords! Now this time you have a partner who can pull his own weight and it’s against lesser talent! What happened weeks ago was a fluke, and I’ll prove it and The Haircare Kings will win this tournament!
Chris Elite: I don’t know about that first part but whatever fruits ya loop, but yes we will win this tournament and this time I’m getting titles out of it as well seeing that there’s no angry group of damn near racist Caucasians after me this time :mjpls:. I would’ve never in a million years thought when I finally won the tag team titles it’d be with Hasbulla’s fraternal twin, but that’s exactly what’s going to happen. But first, we focus on Dramille!
(Chris Elite and Jake Smith dap one another up, but while all this is going on, Big Mike is shown playing with all the puppies)
Big Mike: Who’s the cute puppies? You are 🥰!
Chris Elite: Having fun beloved?
Big Mike: :krabs: I MEAN BACK UP STUPID DOGS YOU GONNA MESS UP MY DIOR SNEAKERS! Anyways, did you guys kiss and make up? Are the two little fellas gonna get along now to defeat the brolic Ariana Grande and her “man”?
Chris Elite: :skip: But yeah, something like that. But just know with us on the same page even the slightest bit is going to be a problem for anyone, especially those two clowns and we’ll prove it in just a week. Now come on, we have other things to handle before Voltage this week.
(The three of them begin to leave the pet store with satisfied looks on their faces, as from there, Voltage begins to fade to elsewhere.)
(“Another Way to Die” plays through the speakers as Holly Arrow steps from behind the curtain to a loud mixed reaction but the majority negative. Holly Arrow is sporting her traditional black leather jacket with red and gold colored attire under it. She walks confidently down to the ring while taunting the large crowd in the process.)
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL AND IT IS FOR THE UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP!!! INTRODUCING THE CHALLENGER, FROM NEW ZEALAND AND WEIGHING IN AT 149 POUNDS!!! HOOOOLLLLLLLYYYY ARRRRROOOWWWWW!!
James Peters: And here we go! This is a HUGE opportunity for one of our young Voltage stars as she has the privilege to fight for championship gold here in Washington, DC!
Rich Russillo: And you can tell by the confident look in Holly Arrow’s face that she is ready to make history here on Voltage especially after tormenting our Universal Women’s Champion with that cross face right before the show ended.
James Peters: It may be a good thing or might just be a bad thing because we all know how crazy tough our champ can be. She will be seeking revenge from last week’s attack by shutting down Holly Arrow’s hopes.
Persephone: I thought that attack last week was pretty funny to be honest. Hopefully this match is short, even if it means Holly repeats what she did to Ms. Extreme.
(As Holly Arrow stands on the corner of the turnbuckle yelling back at the ruckus crowd, “Zombie” by Bad Wolves plays on the speaker as the crowd roars in reaction while Holly Arrow quickly turns her head towards the ramp anticipating the Universal Women’s Champion entrance.)
Bella Braxton: AND HER OPPONENT, FROM CALABASAS, CALIFORNIA AND WEIGHING IN AT 135 POUNDS!! SHE IS THE RED QUEEN AND OUR UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPIONNNNNNN!!! MMMMMMMMSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!! EXTREEEEMMMMEEEEEE!!!!
Rich Russillo: OUR CHA—WAIT A MINUTE!!! LOOK OUT!!! MS. EXTREME HAS JUST ENTERED THE RING BEHIND HOLLY ARROW!!! AND SHE JUST SMACKED HER UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP IN THE BACK OF HOLLY’S HEAD OUT OF NOWHERE!
James Peters: THAT HAD TO BE PAYBACK FROM LAST WEEK, RICH! MS. EXTREME HAS A DARK LOOK UPON HER FACE AS SHE STARES DOWN AT HOLLY ARROW’S BODY WHILE SHE IS KNOCKED OUT COLD FROM THAT SHOT WITH THE TITLE BELT!
Rich Russillo: Now Ms. Extreme hands her championship over to the referee, who looks confused about the situation. He lifts the championship up in the air and calls for the bell!
(DING! DING! DING!)
James Peters: But look at this! Ms. Extreme doesn’t even go for the pin right away as Holly is down! She wants to bring misery onto Holly! She doesn’t want to end it that quick! Extreme is allowing Holly Arrow to recover as she slowly begins to stand…
Ms. Extreme: (off-mic) Get up, bitch!
James Peters: Holly finally manages to get back to her feet and shake off that vicious shot from Extreme but soon as she looks over at the intimidating look from our champion, Ms. Extreme rushes over there with A BELLY-TO-BELLY! AND SHE THROWS HOLLY ARROW ONTO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE RING!!! BUT MS. EXTREME DOESN’T STOP THERE!! SHE FOLLOWS UP WITH A BUNCH OF STOMPS AND A FURY OF PUNCHES TO HOLLY ARROW’S SKULL!!
Rich Russillo: The referee has no choice but to hold Ms. Extreme back because at this rate, she is about to kill Holly Arrow! The referee pushes Ms. Extreme back as she starts arguing with the referee! BUT LOOK NOW! HOLLY ARROW QUICKLY TAKES ADVANTAGE AND GRABS MS. EXTREME AND HITS HER WITH AN UPPERCUT TO THE BACK OF HER SKULL! AND MS. EXTREME FALLS ONTO THE MAT!!
James Peters: Holly Arrow knew she had a split second to take advantage with Ms. Extreme’s back turned to the referee! A very smart move from the young star-studded talent. And now we have Holly Arrow on offense! She has a smirk upon her face while watching Ms. Extreme try to recover from that uppercut but now Holly grabs Extreme by her hair and bounces her head off the turnbuckle! Then Holly jumps on Extreme from the turnbuckle and pounds away at Ms. Extreme’s skull!
Crowd: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! TEN!
James Peters: TEN PUNCHES TO THE SKULL OF MS. EXTREME AND THEN HOLLY FOLLOWS UP WITH A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT THAT DROPS MS. EXTREME BACK ONTO THE MAT!
Rich Russillo: Holly is now taking her time as she finally takes off her leather jacket! She smiles and taunts the crowd again before making another move.
Holly Arrow: (Off-mic) “Is this your “Red Queen?!”
James Peters: She is mocking Ms. Extreme, but she better be careful because Ms. Extreme is one tough motherfucker. Holly Arrow kicks Ms. Extreme onto her side and then starts throwing knees right afterwards!
Rich Russillo: She’s not letting up either! She’s giving it to our champion! Or could Holly Arrow very well be our new champion! She grabs Ms. Extreme back up to her feet and hits her with a German Suplex! And now a cover! COULD THIS BE IT?!
Referee: ONNNEEEEE!!! TWOOOO!! BUT MS. EXTREME KICKS OUT RIGHT AFTER TWO!
James Peters: There’s no surprise Ms. Extreme kicked out of that, but Holly Arrow doesn’t seem worried at all. But you must admit, Holly Arrow is a very talented in-ring general and at a very young age, I’m scared for the future of business.
Rich Russillo: There’s no denying Holly Arrow’s amount of incredible talent but she will need to pull out everything in order to walk out of here as the new Universal Women’s Champion tonight.
James Peters: Holly Arrow grabs Ms. Extreme in position for a sharpshooter! She has Ms. Extreme’s legs in the air—BUT WAIT! MS. EXTREME IS ABLE TO KICK HOLLY ARROW OFF HER! AND HOLLY FUMBLES ONTO THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING!
Rich Russillo: Nice counter by Ms. Extreme! AND NOW MS. EXTREME BOUNCES OFF THE OPPOSITE RING ROPES AND DIVES ONTO HOLLY ARROW! SHE COMES CRASHING RIGHT ON TOP OF HER AS BOTH WOMEN ARE DOWN OUTSIDE OF THE RING!
James Peters: Ms. Extreme is the first to get back onto her feet after a few moments and she grabs Holly Arrow and bounces her head off the barricade! Holly Arrow is wobbly as she tries to avoid Ms. Extreme by walking away! However, Ms. Extreme follows right after her and throws a swift punch to the gut of Holly Arrow! AND THEN SHE GRABS HOLLY ARROW FOR A RUNNING BULLDOG!!! BUT HOLLY COUNTERS BY PUSHING MS. EXTREME OFF!! MS. EXTREME LANDS RIGHT ON HER BACK!!
Rich Russillo: The referee wants the action back inside the ring immediately, but Holly Arrow ignores his request as she stays focused on Ms. Extreme and throws a drop kick to the back of Ms. Extreme! You can hear the loud noise of that kick smack Ms. Extreme’s back!
James Peters: Then Holly Arrow grabs Ms. Extreme and swings her into the ring post! EXTREME’S HEAD BOUNCES OFF FACE FIRST AND SHE IS OUT COLD!
Persephone: Alright, hurry this up! Count them out, ref! ONE! TWO! THREE! Come on, I’m pretty sure it’s been way over ten seconds!
Rich Russillo: Holly Arrow now grabbing Ms. Extreme, BUT MS. EXTREME STILL HAS FIGHT LEFT IN HER AS SHE HITS HOLLY WITH A RIGHT HAND, CAUSING HER TO STUMBLE BACK! Ms. Extreme now using the apron to get herself back up to her feet, BUT HOLLY ARROW KICKS THE CHAMPION IN THE MIDSECTION! Holly now attempting to slam Camille’s face into the ring apron, but the Champion is able to stop her face from hitting the apron using her arms before grabbing Holly and slamming her face into it instead! Now it’s Ms. Extreme rolling Holly back into the ring, but she’s not getting right back into the ring!
James Peters: Yeah, instead Camille’s climbing up to the top rope, BUT THAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN A MISTAKE AS HOLLY IS ABLE TO RUSH BACK UP TO HER FEET AND MEET MS. EXTREME AT THE TOP ROPE! Both Elitists are fighting at the top rope right now, as Holly Arrow clearly has something in mind to try and bring this match back towards her control! Ms. Extreme lands a punch to the midsection that drops Holly down to the middle turnbuckle, BUT HOLLY LANDS A FOREARM TO THE JAW OF THE CHAMPION!
Rich Russillo: Now it’s Ms. Extreme that’s struggling a bit, BUT MS. EXTREME MANAGES TO SHOVE HOLLY OFF OF THE TOP ROPE! MS. EXTREME NOW LOOKING TO DIVE- BUT HOLLY RUSHES INTO THE CORNER, CAUSING THE CHAMPION TO HAVE TO DIVE OVER HOLLY AND ROLL BACK UP TO HER FEET, BUT LOOK AT HOLLY, BURSTING OUT OF THE CORNER AND HITTING MS. EXTREME WITH A HUGE RUNNING KNEE STRIKE! THE CHAMPION IS DOWN, AND NOW THE CHALLENGER GOES FOR THE FIRST COVER OF THE MATCH!
OOOONNNNNEEEEEE!!!
TTTWWWWWWOOOOOO!!!!
Persephone: Ms. Extreme kicked out, of course. Holly isn’t exactly known for being able to win Championship matches so I shouldn’t even be surprised that this one isn’t over yet.
James Peters: Holly Arrow now pulls the Champion up before sending her into the corner, AND NOW HOLLY CHARGES IN BEFORE DELIVERING A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT IN THE CORNER, AND SHE FOLLOWS THIS UP WITH A BACK ELBOW! Holly Arrow now with a snapmare, AND SHE RUNS THE ROPES BEFORE GOING FOR A DROPKICK- BUT MS. EXTREME MANAGES TO AVOID THE DROPKICK! The Champion quickly stumbling back up to her feet as she backpedals into the ropes, AND SHE BOUNCES OFF OF THEM BEFORE DELIVERING A DROPKICK OF HER OWN, HITTING HOLLY IN THE SIDE OF THE HEAD AS SHE WAS GETTING UP!
Rich Russillo: Holly Arrow uses the ropes to pull herself back up, AND NOW MS. EXTREME RUNS THE ROPES BEFORE CHARGING AT HER CHALLENGER- BUT HOLLY MANAGES TO LAND A BOOT TO THE JAW! Holly now runs in, but Ms. Extreme catches the arm before turning Holly for an arm-trap swinging neckbreaker- BUT AT THE LAST SECOND HOLLY MANAGES TO TURN AROUND BEFORE PUSHING THE CHAMPION AWAY! Ms. Extreme turning towards Holly, AND HOLLY GOES FOR KIDS SEE GHOSTS!!!
Persephone: Buuut it doesn’t connect. Ms. Extreme ducked under it before turning Holly around, before kicking Holly in the gut. Ms. Extreme going for the Twist of Fate, BUT HOLLY DROPS DOWN AND PULLS MS. EXTREME INTO A ROLL UP! YES THE MATCH IS GONNA END :blessed:!
OOOOOONNNNNNNEEEEEEE-
Persephone: Nevermind. :francis:
James Peters: Ms. Extreme kicked out, BUT HOLLY IS BACK TO HER FEET FIRST AND SHE GRABS MS. EXTREME IN THE FRONT FACELOCK! HOLLY NOW LIFTING MS. EXTREME IN A SUPLEX POSITION- BUT THE CHAMPION IS ABLE TO SLIP BEHIND HOLLY! Ms. Extreme grabs Holly from behind, but Holly lands a nasty back elbow, immediately forcing Camille to back off!
Rich Russillo: Holly now sweeping Ms. Extreme’s legs, AND HOLLY GOES FOR A SENTON ON THE CHAMPION, BUT MS. EXTREME ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY, CAUSING HOLLY TO JUMP RIGHT ONTO THE MAT! Holly now quickly finding her way back up to her feet, BUT MS. EXTREME GIVES HER NO TIME TO RECOVER AS SHE IMMEDIATELY JUMPS ONTO HOLLY’S BACK, TAKING THE CHALLENGER DOWN WITH CODE RED!! CODE RED CONNECTS, AND THERE’S THE PIN, TO RETAIN THE UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP!
OOOOOONNNNEEEEEE!!!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
TTTTTHHHHRRRR-
Persephone: And to nobody’s surprise, Holly Arrow kicks out! At some point these wrestlers should really start thinking about just not doing moves like that, because clearly they never work.
James Peters: Well I don’t know about that. It didn’t get the win but that had to have done some damage to Holly’s back. Ms. Extreme’s headed up to the top rope now, and I’m not sure what she has in mind, but after getting hit with the Code Red, this might just be able to get Ms. Extreme the win! MS. EXTREME DIVES OFF OF THE TOP ROPE, GOING FOR A BLIND FURY TO RETAIN HER CHAMPIONSHIP!
Rich Russillo: HOLLY ARROW AVOIDS IT! HOLLY ARROW MANAGED TO JUST BARELY MOVE OUT OF THE WAY! Ms. Extreme was going for a double foot stomp so she was able to land on her feet just fine as she backs into the corner opposite from Holly, meanwhile Holly is in her own corner, using the turnbuckles to try and pull herself back up to her feet! Ms. Extreme seems a bit surprised that she wasn’t able to hit A Blind Fury, BUT NOW SHE CHARGES IN BEFORE GOING FOR A FRONT DROPKICK- WAIT NO! DOESN’T CONNECT!
James Peters: HOLLY MANAGED TO CATCH MS. EXTREME’S LEGS, AND NOW HOLLY QUICKLY PULLS MS. EXTREME OUT OF THE CORNER BEFORE TURNING CAMILLE OVER, AND LOCKING IN A SHARPSHOOTER SUBMISSION! IS THIS GONNA BE ENOUGH TO MAKE MS. EXTREME TAP OUT!? Ms. Extreme has NEVER been the type of person to tap out to a submission, even if it meant being forced to pass out from the pain, but we all know that there’s a first time for everything, and we saw that in the Answers World Championship match at Pain for Pride just this year! There’s a chance Holly could make her tap out!
Persephone: Hopefully she does. Better yet, Holly should pull back on the sharpshooter as much as she can until she breaks Ms. Extreme’s spine. I’d definitely be fine with never watching Camille wrestle again.
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme is somehow powering through though, and she’s extremely close to reaching the ropes, WHICH IS WHY HOLLY GETS BACK UP TO PULL MS. EXTREME AWAY FROM THE ROPES, BUT MS. EXTREME HAS THE EXPERIENCE ON HER SIDE, AND SHE’S ABLE TO TURN AROUND ONTO HER BACK BEFORE USING HER LEGS TO TAKE HOLLY DOWN BY THE LEG, GRABBING ONTO HOLLY’S LEG AND LOCKING IN A SINGLE LEG BOSTON CRAB!
James Peters: Extremely impressive counter by Ms. Extreme, BUT HOLLY IS ABLE TO POWER HER WAY ONTO HER BACK BEFORE KICKING MS. EXTREME OFF OF HER! Holly is the larger competitor so she definitely had the size advantage, and that likely helped her out of the submission before too much damage could be done! Holly Arrow getting back to her feet as Ms. Extreme turns back around towards her, AND CAMILLE GOES AFTER HOLLY WITH A LARIAT, BUT HOLLY DUCKS DOWN BEFORE LIFTING MS. EXTREME OVER THE TOP ROPE!
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme lands on the apron, and Holly Arrow looks to hit Camille with a strike, but Camille blocks it before hitting Holly with a forearm! Ms. Extreme now headed back up to the top rope, BUT HOLLY CHARGES BACK IN- ONLY THIS TIME MS. EXTREME HAD HER SCOUTED, USING HER BOOT TO KICK HOLLY AWAY! Ms. Extreme now getting into position as Holly Arrow stumbles back, holding her jaw, AND NOW MS. EXTREME DIVES OFF OF THE TOP ROPE, LOOKING FOR THE GLASS CEILING!
Persephone: ANDDDDD… It doesn’t connect, as per usual with these two.
James Peters: HOLLY MANAGED TO CATCH MS. EXTREME BEFORE THE TOP ROPE STUNNER COULD FULLY CONNECT, AND NOW HOLLY SHOVES MS. EXTREME INTO THE ROPES, BEFORE KICKING CAMILLE’S HEAD OFF WITH KIDS SEE GHOSTS!!! KIDS SEE GHOSTS CONNECTS, DROPPING THE UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION TO THE MAT, AND NOW HOLLY ARROW DROPS DOWN AND GOES FOR THE COVER! THIS COULD BE IT, WE MIGHT BE SEEING A NEW UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION!
OOOOOONNNNEEEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTTTWWWOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
TTTTHHHHRRRREEE-
Rich Russillo: MS. EXTREME GETS THE SHOULDER UP, but you can tell that one hurt! That was extremely close to the three count, and we could be on the verge of a Holly Arrow victory if Holly keeps this up!
Persephone: I don’t know, usually you guys say something like that and it just doesn’t happen. I’m all for Holly ending Ms. Extreme’s title reign and making her look stupid two weeks in a row, but it’s not like Holly would be much of an improvement.
Rich Russillo: Well that might be something we just have to live with, because now it’s Holly Arrow that’s starting to make her way up to the top rope! Ms. Extreme might just be on the verge of losing her Championship after all! VIVA LA ARROW!!!!
James Peters: MS. EXTREME GETS THE KNEES UP!!! Holly might’ve been looking to do what Camille couldn’t by hitting one of her diving finishing moves, but Ms. Extreme was able to get her knees up at the last possible moment, causing Holly to land right onto them! Somehow Ms. Extreme is still in this match, meanwhile Holly Arrow is hurting badly! Obviously Holly didn’t expect to land back first onto Ms. Extreme’s knees, and therefore Holly might’ve just lost control of this match! Both Elitists are trying to slowly make their way back up first, who’s going to be able to capitalize!?
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme uses the turnbuckles to get back to her feet as Holly Arrow pulls herself back up, AND HOLLY CHARGES AT MS. EXTREME, BUT THE CHAMPION IS ABLE TO GET BOTH BOOTS UP, PUSHING HOLLY AWAY FROM HER! Ms. Extreme now running the ropes, AND SHE TAKES HOLLY ARROW OUT WITH A LARIAT! Holly Arrow quickly gets back up, but Ms. Extreme takes her back down with a clothesline! Holly Arrow now stumbling into the corner, AND NOW THE CHAMPION CHARGES IN, BUT THE CHALLENGER IS ABLE TO CONNECT WITH A SIDE ELBOW TO THE JAW!
James Peters: Holly Arrow now running in, AND SHE SWINGS AT MS. EXTREME, BUT MS. EXTREME DUCKS DOWN BEFORE GRABBING HOLLY ARROW, AND SENDING HER ACROSS THE RING WITH AN EXPLODER SUPLEX! Holly Arrow is down, but Ms. Extreme doesn’t get back to her feet so easily! This match has clearly taken its toll on both Elitists as Holly crawls into the corner, and I can’t blame these two for doing whatever it takes to capture the victory tonight. After all this is far from just a normal match, that Universal Women’s Championship is on the line!
Persephone: JFC… this is literally the never-ending match. I hate this shit.
Rich Russillo: Holly Arrow is using the ropes to pull herself up but here comes the champ! MS. EXTREME COMES RUNNING, LOOKING FOR A CORNER CLOTHESLINE, BUT HOLLY GETS HER FEET UP! SHE CONNECTS WITH CAMILLE’S JAW, AND QUICKLY SCRAMBLES TO THE TOP ROPE! FLYING CROSSBODY! HOLLY LANDS ON TOP OF MS. EXTREME, BUT THE MOMENTUM OF THE DIVE SENDS THEM TUMBLING OVER AND IT’S MS. EXTREME WHO SECURES THE PIN!!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOO-
James Peters: HOLLY SHOOTS HER SHOULDER UP! MS. EXTREME SWITCHES TO THE MOUNT POSITION AND SHE’S PUMMELING HER CHALLENGER NOW! THE RIGHTS AND LEFTS CONNECT ALL OVER HOLLY’S FACE AND HEAD, BUT LOOK AT HOLLY! SHE’S FIGHTING BACK! SHE SHOVES MS. EXTREME OFF, ROLLS TOWARDS THE ROPES, AND HAULS HERSELF UP RIGHT AS MS. EXTREME CHARGES TOWARDS HER!
Persephone: LMAO! HOLLY JUST PULLED THE ROPES DOWN AND MS. EXTREME WENT FLYING OUT OF THE RING! DID YOU GUYS SEE HOW HARD SHE LANDED?!
Rich Russillo: Holly slides out of the ring and grabs Ms. Extreme by the hair! She pulls her to her feet and sends her flying into the barricades! Holly rushes forward as Camille gets to her knees and she connects with a running knee strike right to the temple! Camille slumps to the ground, but Holly Arrow isn’t through with her! She heads over to the Spanish announce table and begins to clear it off! I have no idea what Holly Arrow has in mind, but it’s absolutely not going to end well for Ms. Extreme. I can tell you that right now.
James Peters: Holly Arrow hoists Ms. Extreme onto her shoulders AND THERE’S A RUNNING FIREMAN’S CARRY ONTO THE ANNOUNCE TABLE! HOLLY SIGNALS TO THE CROWD THAT SHE’S GOING HIGH RISK AND SHE SCURRIES TO THE RING! HOLLY ROLLS INSIDE, BREAKING UP THE COUNT, AND SHE QUICKLY GOES TO THE TOP ROPE!!! HOLLY SHOWING ABSOLUTELY NO FEAR AS TAKES A LEAP OF FAITH!!!! ‘VIVA LA ARROW’!!! HOLLY ARROW WITH THE SPIRAL TAP OFF THE TOP ROPE ONTO MS. EXTREME, WHO’S OUT ON THE ANNOU-
Persephone: LMFAO!! MS. EXTREME ROLLED OFF THE TABLE AT THE ABSOLUTE LAST POSSIBLE SECOND AND HOLLY ARROW CRASHES THROUGH THE TABLE! THAT FUCKING DUMBASS PROBABLY JUST TOOK HER OWNSELF OUT OF THE MATCH!!!
Rich Russillo: :lupe: That was such a huge risk for Holly to take and I get it. I totally get it. This is for the Universal Women’s Championship. This is the chance to become the face of the EAW women’s division.
James Peters: Ms. Extreme is finally sitting up and she sees Holly Arrow completely unresponsive in the middle of that broken table. She knows that this is the best chance she’s had to win this match and it’s given her a burst of adrenaline! Ms. Extreme grabs two handfuls of Holly’s hair and drags her dead weight from the wreckage! She gets her to the ring, throws her inside, and Camille with the cover now!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
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Persephone: ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?? WHY DID SHE GET HER SHOULDER UP?!
James Peters: LOVE HER OR HATE HER, HOLLY ARROW IS A FUCKING FIGHTER! MS. EXTREME IS IN COMPLETE DISBELIEF THAT HOLLY ARROW IS STILL IN THIS MATCH! THE CHAMPION PUNCHES THE MAT IN FRUSTRATION AND GETS UP! SHE’S DEFINITELY LOOKING TO END THIS MATCH NOW! SHE TRIED FOR ‘A BLIND FURY’ EARLIER IN THE MATCH, BUT HOLLY ARROW WAS ABLE TO AVOID IT! I DON’T KNOW IF SHE IS GOING TO BE SO LUCKY THIS TIME!
Rich Russillo: MS. EXTREME HAS GONE UP TOP, AND THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT SHE’S GOING TO DO JAMES! SHE IS GOING TO END THIS MATCH AND RETAIN HER UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
Persephone: MS. EXTREME CONNECTS WITH HER FINISHER AND THIS SHIT IS FINALLY GOING TO BE OVER!!! :blessed: :blessed: :blessed:
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
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James Peters: UN-FUCKING-REAL! HOLLY ARROW SOMEHOW, SOMEWAY GOT HER FOOT ON THE ROPES!
Rich Russillo: MS. EXTREME IS FUCKING PISSED! SHE IS PISSED OFF! SHE HAD THIS MATCH WON AND THE REFEREE IS SHOWING HER THAT HOLLY ARROW GOT HER FOOT ON THE ROPES!
Persephone: I DON’T KNOW WHY THAT GINGER CUNT IS SO FUCKING MAD! SHE’S THE ONE WHO DIDN’T PAY ANY FUCKING ATTENTION TO HER RING POSITION! IT’S HER GODDAMN FAULT I’M STILL SUFFERING AS I WATCH THIS MATCH!
James Peters: MS. EXTREME JUST VIOLENTLY KICKED HOLLY’S FOOT OFF THE ROPES AND SHE IS STOMPING AWAY ON HOLLY’S ANKLE! SHE HAS ABSOLUTELY LOST IT GUYS AND THIS DOESN’T BODE WELL FOR HOLLY! MS. EXTREME HAS A HOLD OF HOLLY’S LEG AND SHE SLAMS IT DOWN INTO THE MAT! SHE IS GOING TO LOOK TO BREAK THAT FOOT NOW!!!!
Rich Russillo: MS. EXTREME DRAGS HOLLY INTO THE CORNER AND SLIPS OUTSIDE THE RING! SHE WISHBONES HOLLY AND MS. EXTREME JUST CINCHED A FIGURE FOUR AROUND THE RINGPOST! HOLLY IS FLAILING ABOUT! THE REFEREE IS REPRIMANDING CAMILLE! CAMILLE IS HANGING ON FOR DEAR LIFE! THE REFEREE HAS STARTED THE COUNT AND EVEN IF MS. EXTREME GETS DISQUALIFIED SHE WILL STILL RETAIN THE TITLE!
Persephone: Well of course the fucking egotist doesn’t want that. She just let go as the referee was at five and she slams Holly’s leg into the ring post! Ms. Extreme gets back into the ring, drags Holly to the middle, and there’s another cover!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
James Peters: Holly kicks out!
Rich Russillo: Holly Arrow is a stubborn competitor and she wants this win badly. Ms. Extreme is definitely a little frazzled right now, because she’s thrown everything but the kitchen sink at Holly, and she refuses to stay down.
Persephone: Please don’t remind me :will:
James Peters: Ms. Extreme sits back and just looks at Holly. I can’t read minds, but I’m sure the champion is wondering what the hell it’s going to take to keep the Divide & Conquer winner down for good.
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme slowly drags Holly Arrow up by her hair, and she hits Holly with a forearm to the jaw, and there might not be much life left in Holly Arrow! Holly pretty much dropped right back down to the mat thanks to that one forearm strike, and all Ms. Extreme can do is shake her head, I think she knows as good as I do that this match is about to end right here and now! Ms. Extreme now pulling Holly into a front facelock, AND SHE GOES FOR THE TWIST OF-
James Peters: NO! HOLLY ARROW WITH A PUNCH TO THE MIDSECTION! AND SHE HITS MS. EXTREME WITH A SECOND PUNCH! HOLLY GETS THE CHAMPION TO LET GO OF HER, BUT MS. EXTREME QUICKLY RETALIATES WITH A KICK TO THE STOMACH BEFORE SENDING HOLLY INTO THE CORNER, BEFORE BEGINNING TO RAIN DOWN ON HER CHALLENGER WITH A SERIES OF KICKS AND STOMPS TO THE MIDSECTION! Holly Arrow apparently has lift left in her after all, and Ms. Extreme is determined to beat it out of her! Ms. Extreme now running to the opposite corner before charging back in-
Persephone: HAHAHAHAHA, MS. EXTREME WENT FOR A METEORA BUT HOLLY ARROW GOT OUT OF THE WAY, AND MS. EXTREME CRASHED INTO THE TURNBUCKLES! Ms. Extreme looks like a complete idiot, and because of that Holly Arrow now has a chance of winning the title and FINALLY putting this match to an end.
Rich Russillo: Holly Arrow uses the ropes to pull herself up as Ms. Extreme recovers, AND HOLLY ARROW CHARGES IN BEFORE HITTING MS. EXTREME WITH ANOTHER RUNNING KNEE, THIS TIME HITTING THE CHAMPION IN THE BACK OF HER HEAD! MS. EXTREME MIGHT HAVE JUST BEEN KNOCKED OUT COLD!
James Peters: Holly Arrow now slowly pulling Ms. Extreme up, AND NOW IT’S HOLLY HITTING CAMILLE WITH THE FOREARM, DROPPING THE CHAMPION TO A KNEE! AND NOW THERE’S A SECOND FOREARM! AND A THIRD! HOLLY ARROW LAYING INTO MS. EXTREME WITH REPEATED FOREARMS LEFT AND RIGHT, AND NOW HOLLY ARROW BACKS UP BEFORE HITTING CAMILLE WITH A SUPERKICK!!! KIDS SEE GHOSTS CONNECTS ON THE UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION, BUT HOLLY ARROW DOESN’T IMMEDIATELY GO FOR THE COVER! HOLLY ARROW MADE IT CLEAR THAT SHE KNEW WHAT SHE WAS IN FOR TONIGHT, AND NOW HOLLY QUICKLY LOCKS IN THE ULTRALIGHT BEAM!!!!
Rich Russillo: THE ULTRALIGHT BEAM IS LOCKED IN, AND MS. EXTREME MIGHT NOW HAVE ANYWHERE TO GO! HOLLY ARROW HAD TO USE HER BAD LEG TO CONNECT WITH THAT SUPERKICK, AND YOU CAN SEE THE SLIGHT LOOK OF PAIN ON HOLLY’S FACE AS SHE HOLDS IN THIS OMOPLATA CROSSFACE, BUT I DON’T THINK IT COMPARES TO THE PAIN MS. EXTREME IS GOING THROUGH RIGHT NOW! MS. EXTREME IS TRYING TO REACH FOR THE ROPES, OR ANYTHING THAT COULD HELP HER-
Persephone: BUT SHE’S NOT CLOSE ENOUGH, SO IT’S ONLY A MATTER OF TIME UNTIL SHE TAPS OUT :blessed:!!!
James Peters: MS. EXTREME HAS HER FREE HAND IN A FIST TO STOP HERSELF FROM TAPPING OUT, AND WHILE SHE COULD REFUSE TO TAP AS MUCH AS SHE WANTS, THERE’S JUST NO WAY HER BODY’S GOING TO BE ABLE TO TAKE THIS SUBMISSION MUCH LONGER! HOLLY ARROW MIGHT BE THE NEW UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION IN JUST A MATTER OF A FEW MOMENTS TIME! I’M NOT SURE IF MS. EXTREME KNOWS WHAT TO DO RIGHT NOW, SHE MIGHT NOT HAVE ANY OTHER CHOICE HERE-
Rich Russillo: WAIT! MS. EXTREME IS PULLING ON HOLLY ARROW’S HANDS AS HARD AS SHE CAN! HOLLY’S HANDS ARE BARELY BUDGING- BUT IT’S JUST BARELY ENOUGH FOR MS. EXTREME TO PUSH HERSELF ON TOP OF HOLLY FOR A PIN!
OOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
TTTTTTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
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Rich Russillo: HOLLY ARROW KICKS OUT, AND IN THE PROCESS SHE LETS GO OF MS. EXTREME, WHO IMMEDIATELY ROLLS AWAY TOWARDS THE ROPES!
James Peters: Both Elitists slowly getting to their feet after Ms. Extreme just barely managed to survive the Ultralight Beam! BOTH WOMEN ARE BACK TO THEIR FEET, AND THEY BOTH IMMEDIATELY CHARGE TOWARDS ONE ANOTHER, BOTH GOING FOR A-
Rich Russillo: WAIT NO! MS. EXTREME DOVE DOWN, AND SHE JUST HIT HOLLY ARROW WITH A CHOP BLOCK TO THE BAD LEG!!! MS. EXTREME JUST ATTACKED HOLLY ARROW’S HURT LEG WITH A CHOP BLOCK, BUT THAT’S NOT ALL SHE DOES!!
James Peters: AVA LOCK!!! MS. EXTREME JUST PUT HOLLY ARROW IN THE AVA LOCK, AND SHE MADE SURE TO ATTACK THE HURT LEG AS SHE LOCKED IN THE SUBMISSION! MS. EXTREME HAS HOLLY ARROW TRAPPED IN THE AVA LOCK IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!!! NOW IT’S HOLLY THAT HAS NOWHERE TO GO HERE, AND MS. EXTREME MADE THE SMARTEST MOVE SHE POSSIBLY COULD’VE BY CHOOSING A SUBMISSION MOVE THAT ATTACKS THE LEG OF HOLLY, THE SAME LEG THAT MS. EXTREME WAS ATTACKING EARLIER!
Rich Russillo: HOLLY’S TRYING AS HARD AS SHE CAN TO FIGHT OUT OF IT, BUT SHE CAN’T!! HOLLY ARROW TAPS!!! HOLLY ARROW TAPS OUT, THIS MATCH IS OVER!!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Bella Braxton: Here is your winner….. AANNNDDDD SSTTIILLLLLLLLL YOUR EAW UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION…. MISSSSSSSS EEEEXXXTTTREEEEEMMMEEEE!!!!!!
James Peters: What a match! These two just put on a classic, but I think the same could be said for all of Ms. Extreme’s matches since winning the Universal Women’s Championship! Ms. Extreme has been on fire, and right now she just successfully defended her title for the third time! If there’s one thing Ms. Extreme CAN’T say, it’s that this match was easy, because it wasn’t. This was far from easy.
Rich Russillo: I actually thought Holly had it won! She was so close when she had the Ultralight Beam locked in, but Ms. Extreme forced Holly to let go of it, and that allowed Ms. Extreme to go after her leg once again, setting up for the end of the match where that leg was once again targeted! Ms. Extreme knew what she was doing, but we have to give credit to Holly Arrow, who’s been proving all season that she not only has potential, but has the ability to do some great things!
Persephone: Well I don’t know what great things you’re talking about, but clearly winning the Universal Women’s Championship isn’t one of them :mjlol:. Luckily she didn’t escape that Ava lock. I would’ve rather this match ended way sooner, but I’d rather this than have to suffer through another ten minutes of them fighting.
James Peters: Congratulations Ms. Extreme, who’ll now be heading into Wicked Games with that Universal Women’s Championship around her waist!
(‘Zombie’ begins playing once again, and the crowd cheers loudly as Ms. Extreme slowly gets off of Holly Arrow. She takes a few seconds to recover, using the ropes to get back to her feet before being handed the Universal Women’s Championship by the referee. Ms. Extreme has her hand raised as Holly Arrow rolls out of the ring to try and recover from that match, and as the crowd continues cheering, Ms. Extreme continues celebrating her victory while the camera fades away from ringside.)
(Voltage fades to a promotional ad for Wicked Games, where Holly Arrow faces Shane Gates.)
(The shot fades to Ms. Extreme walking backstage, still hurt from her match with Holly Arrow, Universal Women’s Championship firmly around her shoulder. She looks to her side as she appears to see someone approaching her. She hears slow clapping and gives a somewhat expected look to nobody else but the EAW World Champion, Drake King. Dressed head to toe in his usual white in ring gear, with his white robes.)
Drake King: Well done, that was a solid performance against a seemingly tough opponent in Holly Arrow. It wasn’t easy, but you came out the other side with a victory… And whatever else that title on your shoulder means to you. You managed to keep it by your side and prevent someone worse from being able to use it for their own purposes. I commend you on that. It takes a true professional and a true competitor to go out there and perform as you did, so my hat is off to you, Camille. It’s definitely for the best that you stopped someone like Holly Arrow from becoming a champion.
Ms. Extreme: As much as I guess it’s appreciated, I don’t need your approval or your good graces to defend my title. I proved that tonight and I’m telling you now, I would have defeated Holly Arrow regardless. She isn’t fit to be champion and she’s not even close to being ready to take up the throne I sit in, let alone touching my skill set. There’s a reason I’m the champion and I was going to stay the champion tonight. Holly Arrow was dead set on taking this title, but I knew that her hopes would eventually amount to nothing more than a heroic effort because I wasn’t leaving without the Universal Women’s Championship.
(Drake King puts his hands in the air and looks at the ground.)
Ms. Extreme: I don’t need anyone to tell me what I could be capable of as champion or allow anybody else’s expectations to actually play a role in my title reign. Not even the EAW Champion’s. That being said…thank you. It still does mean something that you recognize the effort I just put out to retain this title and remain Universal Women’s Champion. Clearly you understand the work ethic it takes to remain on top even if you seem to care more about your weird New Eden stuff than the Championship, so it’s still appreciated.
Drake King: It was a good match, and I’d rather wrestling be about that than a bunch of pointless Championships. You went out there and you had a good match, and in the process you made sure that someone like Holly wasn’t able to get her hands on the title. You did good, and I don’t have to care about these Championships whatsoever to acknowledge that. Most people don’t see things that way either. They see the violence, they see us “lying about our true intentions”, but we’ve made it clear what we wanted for a very long time now.
Ms. Extreme: Right… I’m still not buying into all of that, but I’m not the only one that gets to “keep titles out of the wrong hands” or whatever tonight. You have the chance to go out there and do exactly what I did, just not as good, since you’re defending that…
(Ms. Extreme looks around for the title, but it’s nowhere in sight, as Drake keeps a slight smile on his face, while looking at her.)
Ms. Extreme: Your title, against Donovan Duke. That is a challenge in-itself, though.
Drake King: Somewhat…he’s got some skills. He’s got some heart and he’s got what a good amount of other elitists have, yadda yadda, but he doesn’t share the vision. He doesn’t embrace New Eden as being anything other than some evil force out to hold him back, when really, there’s a good reason for why we do what we do and why Minerva acted as she did last week.
Ms. Extreme: Which is?
Drake King: Simply put; she had to. In order for New Eden to have another chance to have an official branch of power on Voltage, we couldn’t compete in the tag team turmoil tournament. We had to think bigger than one single tournament victory, we had to look at what truly would benefit New Eden and EAW in the end. It isn’t personal and beyond that, my opponent tonight, he wasn’t in it at all for EAW, or for New Eden. He was only using a branch of New Eden’s tree to get him higher up the food chain and try to steal as much power as he could. That isn’t something we take to and it’s primely what we fight against. Donovan Duke is also not fit to be a champion in EAW and if history is any indicator, he only wants this title for one reason; to feel validated. He only craves this idea of being champion so that the entire world looks at him and he feels legitimized.
(Ms. Extreme doesn’t seem to follow, but she allows Drake to continue speaking.)
Drake King: He wants to feel glorified and adored, so that he can know all his efforts were actually worth it, but that’s nothing more than a surface deep notion. It isn’t beyond the skin and Donovan Duke isn’t going to stand in New Eden’s way. He promised to finally steal the “gem” from under us, but even if he were to be champion, that wouldn’t weaken us because this championship isn’t anything to us. We simply hold it so that these other gloryhounds can’t hog the spotlight and become the inevitably complainant elitists that most champions do.
Drake King: There isn’t room for that here, not in EAW, not in New Eden’s EAW. We made a decision for EAW, we made the right decision, the smart decision; the only decision.
(Ms. Extreme looks at Drake, taking a moment before beginning to speak again.)
Ms. Extreme: Okay, I’m not going to pretend that I agree with all of this… Or any of this for that matter, but I guess I do understand that you just want that Championship away from Donovan. I don’t care about New Eden’s goal that much, but as long as it doesn’t screw me over or mess with my own success, whatever. We have the opportunity to walk into Wicked Games both holding World Championships, and I’m sure you’d rather drag around your title, wherever it is, than let Donovan hold it for even a second.
Drake King: That’s right. I don’t care about the EAW Championship just like I’m not a fan of that stupid tournament that we were forced to take part in, but I’d rather not let anyone else take these things for themselves.
Ms. Extreme: To be honest, all of this sounds ridiculous and if it wasn’t already clear I don’t want any part of this New Eden stuff, but you came here and said good luck to me, so I guess it’s only right that I do the same. You have a match for the world championship tonight and are defending against someone who will be a challenge inside that ring, and I’m expecting you not to fall flat on your face and let Donovan shut you up that easily. Good luck.
(Ms. Extreme walks off, and Drake smiles a bit before beginning walking the other direction, when suddenly Ms. Extreme is blindsided and attacked from behind.)
James Peters: WHAT THE HELL?!? WHO IS- WAIT, THAT’S JAKE SMITH AND CHRIS ELITE! JAKE SMITH AND CHRIS ELITE JUST JUMPED ONTO MS. EXTREME, SHE’S ALREADY SUFFERED A GRUELING TITLE DEFENSE TONIGHT, NOW THIS?!? COME ON, SOMEONE HELP HER!!
Rich Russillo: CHRIS AND JAKE STOMPING AWAY AT MS. EXTREME, WHO IS DEFENSELESS! SHE’S DOUBLED OVER ON THE FLOOR, JUST TRYING TO MINIMIZE THE DAMAGE, BUT THESE TWO ARE ABSOLUTELY RELENTLESS! CHRIS ELITE NOW HOLDS HER FACE UP, PULLING HER HAIR AND SETTING HER UP FOR A JAKE SMITH KICK! JAKE SMITH ABOUT TO TAKE HER HEAD OFF- DRAKE KING! HERE HE COMES, DRAKE KING RUSHING INTO THE MIX AND HERE TO HELP MS. EXTREME!!
(Chris Elite and Jake Smith flee as Drake King stands beside Ms. Extreme, ready to fight both. By the time Chris and Jake are gone, Drake tends to Ms. Extreme.)
Drake King: Are you okay?
(Drake tries to help the clearly hurt Universal Women’s Champion back up to her feet, but Ms. Extreme shoves his hand away and proceeds to muscle her way to her feet on her own.)
Ms. Extreme: I told you, Drake, I don’t need your help. I don’t need your help or anybody’s. I don’t need saving and I have NEVER asked for you to save me.
Drake King: I didn’t say you did, you just had a grueling match out there earlier, one that you barely made it out of with your title and now, you’re getting attacked by those two cowards. I’m trying to extend you a hand to just get back on your feet, who said anything about saving?!
Ms. Extreme: I don’t need your help, your good will or your olive branch, alright? You have a match of your own to think about, let me worry about mine, okay? I’m the Universal Women’s Champion, I can take care of myself, worry about the guy who is coming for your title and your head tonight, Drake.
(Ms. Extreme gets back up and walks out of shot, Drake stands there and watches her as she walks out of shot, confused to say the least. Drake, stoic now, no smile at all, stands there for several seconds before slowly walking away, as the scene fades elsewhere.)
(Voltage fades to a promotional ad for Wicked Games, where Drake King and Ms. Extreme face Chris Elite and Jake Smith in the finals for the tag team turmoil tournament.)
(The camera cuts to Donovan Duke stretching backstage before his EAW Championship match against Drake King. We see a shadow approaching before we know who it is)
????: Hey Donovan, I can see that you’re getting ready for your match, but I just wanted to check in on you. Are you ready for your big match tonight?
(The camera pans back to reveal Justin Windgate standing before Donvan, with a smile on his face.)
Justin Windgate: I know you probably don’t need me to come boost your confidence or anything, because I know you know how big of an opportunity this is. Not only is this your chance to become EAW Champion, but it’s also a chance to deliver a huge hit to New Eden. It could be exactly what we need heading into our match against Minerva and Myles at Wicked Games. This would rock New Eden to the absolute core, and Wicked Games will tilt in our direction.
(Donovan stops stretching to give Justin his full attention)
Donovan Duke: Uh.. Yeah. Listen Justin, I think it goes a bit deeper than “just a huge hit to New Eden” don’t you? How many people can say that they’ve become World Champion in EAW? Not many. If I win this match it’s not just a huge hit to New Eden, but a giant boost to myself. This is the pinnacle, this is everything I’ve ever wanted. While I do want to get our revenge on every single member of New Eden; I also want to do what’s best for myself here. So yes, it will be a huge hit to New Eden when I take the EAW Championship away from Drake, and New Eden, but it’ll also be the biggest moment of my career bar none.
Justin Windgate: True, but you took a huge risk tonight, you know that right? All of New Eden were going to get stripped of their titles and the briefcase, and you kind of.. Saved them. I know that when you win tonight, it’s going to be the same regardless, but I’ll admit.. You really went out on a limb here. I appreciate the competitive attitude, don’t get me wrong, but that title could’ve been taken off of those two, and well.. Myles wouldn’t be wasting the CITV briefcase anymore.
Donovan Duke: I know, I know. But would you rather deliver the ass whooping, and take the title; or have Drake get the title taken off of him, and the title go out in a whimper? We both know that had they been stripped of everything that would give them some more shit to complain about? That would be a dream come true for them honestly. As for me? The thing is, Drake gets stripped of the title, I’m not guaranteed anything. I beat him tonight, I become EAW Champion no questions asked. I guess the question was, do I trust myself enough to believe that I will beat Drake King and become the EAW Champion tonight, or should I risk it, just get rid of Drake being champion, and hope I still have a shot. I don’t know about you, but I believe in myself. I’m not afraid of Drake, or New Eden, I didn’t need the title stripped in order for me to take it. It’s happening tonight regardless. But with Drake being stripped, I had no guarantee that I would still have that chance at the EAW Championship. It’s risky yes, but I believe in what I can do, and quite honestly, selfishly, I want to be the one who personally rips the title out of Drake King’s hands.
Justin Windgate: You’re right, and you have a huge task tonight. After what happened last week, I want all the revenge that I can against New Eden, and I know you feel the same way. They think they can do whatever they want without repercussions, and it just doesn’t work that way. They can’t just attack us, and think they can get away with it. So I get it. Embarrassing Drake by beating him, and taking his title is much more vindicating than just letting the Man walk, and having the title just removed. They’ve said many times that they don’t care much for titles, and in a way I think Drake would’ve liked to be stripped of the title so that he could have something else to bitch about.
Donovan Duke: Ain’t that the truth; that guy isn’t happy unless he’s miserable.
Justin Windgate: But hey, just so you know, I have faced Drake before and I know how far he’s willing to go to keep his title. He’s a crazy man, and he doesn’t care what he puts his body through in order to keep it. You better keep on your toes, and keep your head in the game.
Donovan Duke: You’re not going to bust out into a High School Musical song right now are you?
Justin Windgate: What? What does that mean? Is that a reference to something?
Donovan Duke: Get your head in the game? Zac Efron? High School Musical? Forget it. I have my head in the game, and I am confident in myself. I also have faced Drake in the past, and I know what it takes to beat him. It’s just about having a plan in place, and following through with it. I’m going to go out there and do it. This is going to be the beginning of the end for New Eden. Once the linchpin of the operation falls, the rest will come tumbling with him, by our own hands. Come Wicked Games, with me as EAW Champion, we will deliver the final blow to New Eden that is desperately needed.
Justin Windgate: Yeah, but exactly like you said before, focus on Drake. You take him out, and it’ll be smooth sailing come Wicked Games.
Donovan Duke: Drake deserves everything bad that could possibly happen to him. He’s nothing more than a hypocrite, and liar. He’s a sadist, he just wants to watch the world burn for his own personal amusement. He thinks he has any authoritative control, and it’s pathetic. It needs to stop, because people like that just shouldn’t exist. Thinking that people should just follow what you say because you have a holier than thou mentality, when you’re just like everyone else. We can’t let him actually have any amount of power in this company, we know how it would go. It would just be an ego trip, and everyone would suffer for it. The fact that Minerva and Myles don’t see that, and actually go along with the shit that he says, and does, is just sad. They’re brainwashed, to put it simply, but just because they’re too weak minded to think for themselves doesn’t mean that they’re forgiven from their sins. I can’t wait to have a barbed wire massacre match with them. We’re going to make them suffer for everything that they’ve done to all of EAW. Wicked Games can’t get here soon enough bro I swear. Disbanding New Eden will be something that I will always take pride in. A Barbed Wire Massacre match is just great.
Justin Windgate: Yes, a match that Minerva wasn’t able to win against her greatest rival back at Shock Value earlier in the year. Doesn’t get any better than that. Actually, it does, because now we get to beat them both at the same time. They’re going into this thinking that they have the advantage, but that couldn’t be any further from the truth. They’re going into a buzzsaw, and they’re not going to be coming out the other side with any resemblance of how they were before they entered. But that will come in due time, Wicked Games is around the corner, but your EAW Championship match is tonight, and like I said earlier in the night. You’re the next EAW World Champion.
Donovan Duke: Of course. The last time Drake and I faced off, I came extremely close to getting the job done; this time however, I don’t plan on leaving Voltage without the win, and the EAW Championship. He’s going to regret ever stepping in the ring with me, and New Eden as a whole will regret ever messing with me. And as for Wicked Games, they are going to regret every single thing that they have done. They’re going to regret aligning themselves with Drake King, they are going to regret fucking with us, and hell maybe they’ll regret even being born once we’re done with them. It’s not going to be pretty; and it’s going to be so cool starting off my EAW Championship reign, by delivering the death blow to New Eden.
Justin Windgate: That’s the spirit, we got this. And you got this tonight, block out the magnitude of it all if you can. If New Eden tries to get involved, I have your back. We won’t let them continue to get away with making this place one of the shittiest work environments in the world.
Donovan Duke: Thanks Man, I’m pumped up for this. I know what’s in store for me tonight, and no matter what New Eden throws at me, It’s the opportunity I’ve waited for my entire life. I’m ready! New Eden made the biggest mistake in their collective careers by starting shit with us. That EAW Championship is coming home with me tonight. I got this!
(The two fist bump, and the scene fades away from the backstage area.)
(Voltage fades to a shot of Bella Braxton inside the ring.)
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, THE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS A SINGLES MATCH AND IT IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!
(Crowd repeats loudly; ONE FALL!)
Bella Braxton: AND IT IS FOR THE EAW WORLDDDDD CHAMPIONNNSHIIIIPPPPP!!!
(Crowd cheers loudly as the camera pans to the Voltage commentary team.)
Rich Russillo: Oh my lord, this one is going to be good! A special main event tonight on Voltage, an EAW World Championship match! Wouldn’t it be something if right before Wicked Games, Donovan Duke is able to claim the EAW World Championship from Drake King! Donovan’s career could be on the cusp of his biggest victory ever, this is the opportunity of a lifetime for Mr. 247!
Persephone: Chance of a lifetime? He’s going to lose. Donovan Duke isn’t capable of beating Drake King. I mean, Jake Smith couldn’t do it and isn’t Jake basically Donovan’s daddy? Donovan was sucking on Jake’s man titties for months in EAW just to find his footing here, but he thinks he actually has a chance of taking the title away from Drake King? No, I don’t think so, but good job trying to bill this as a somewhat competitive match.
James Peters: I mean, if we know one thing for sure it’s that anything can happen in these matches and Donovan Duke has all the tools to pull this off tonight. He’s got some added fuel to the fire after what happened last week with Minerva, who left him alone in the tag team match and got them bounced out of the tag team turmoil tournament. Donovan sees a way back and it goes through Drake King!
Rich Russillo: That is no easy task though, I mean, I don’t necessarily agree with Donovan’s chances being nonexistent, but if I was a betting man, I’d bet on them being slim because the run Drake King is on right now is just unreal. I mean all the way back to Pain For Pride, he retired another star talent in Malcolm Jones, then literally stomped Justin Windgate’s title hopes through the ring. He may have lost at Territorial Invasion, but he came back the next week, flew across the world and defeated Jake Smith to retain his title.
James Peters: That’s very true, if there’s one way you’ll have to hit with more than the kitchen sink, it’s Drake King. But Donovan believes he can find a way to do it! All of our questions are about to be answered in this main event because only one man can reign supreme, only one man can be king!
(‘The Outsiders’ By Eric Church takes over the arena as Donovan Duke enters to a chorus of cheers and excitement. Duke, dressed in a white singlet with a gold trim, tells the crowd to stand on their feet and cracks his neck as he approaches the top of the ramp.)
James Peters: Donovan Duke really is a special talent. He’s been through the trials and tribulations that make or break an elitist, they’ve made him a great one. After his biggest win to date at Pain For Pride, Donovan is now ready to realize all that potential that’s been brewing inside of him since his arrival here. He knows that everything he’s done in EAW was to get to this point and he won’t let this get away from him. He’s nearly in paradise and he won’t let the sands of this beach slip through his fingers.
Rich Russillo: Certainly a tremendous talent and as we talked about, he’s got history with New Eden and won’t be quick to forget the events that transpired last week. Donovan knows that this is his chance to get back what he lost and he knows that if he can manage to take this title away from Drake King, he’ll be driving the sword straight through the heart of New Eden and managing to reach the summit of EAW in the process. As you said James, this is his chance to realize all the talent he has and truly become the face of EAW, a position he’s always seen himself fit for.
Persephone: he’s daydreaming if he thinks he’s lasting 5 minutes in this match. This entire contest is academic, he doesn’t belong in there with someone like Drake and he doesn’t belong contesting for the EAW World Championship.
(Donovan rolls into the ring and stands atop the turnbuckles as the crowd cheers him on. He looks to the stage and ‘Cold War’ by Hans Zimmer begins to play as Drake King, stoic as ever and dressed head to toe in his normal all white attire and title being dragged alongside him. The crowd showers him with boos and chants, but Drake pays them no mind, a cold and almost dead stare that follows Donovan. Drake’s eyes continue to follow him with no laser as he approaches the top of the ramp.)
Rich Russillo: Like a lion with nothing but malice in his eyes. Nothing but the image of what he thinks EAW could be and he’ll do absolutely anything to create that image in reality. Any means necessary and no amount of violence will seemingly suffice for Drake King. He’s stomped out every challenger so far and won’t disrupt New Eden from getting back on the track they were on and becoming the most dominant and driving force in all of EAW.
James Peters: That’s right and this man doesn’t show an ounce of mercy when you show signs of getting in his way. If it doesn’t fit New Eden’s vision or Drake King’s agenda, it doesn’t have room to exist in this world. If you don’t share in their ideal EAW, you don’t have a place here and they make sure to act on that. Drake King has quite literally been taking out his competition like flies and tonight, he looks to make Donovan Duke the next on the list of championship contenders he’s made just New Eden’s medium for message; they won’t be stopped.
(Drake King walks down the ramp and tosses the EAW World Championship over the top rope, it lands in front of Donovan Duke, who doesn’t touch it, only looks at it and then back at Drake with pure disgust. Drake walks up the stairs and into the ring, pointing at the title and tells Donovan to pick it up. Duke won’t do it and Drake King shares with him a look of pure contempt. Drake then heads to a corner and lets the referee pick up the World Championship. All the lights turn to black except for two spotlights in the ring. Donovan Duke and Drake King both shining in the darkness as Bella Braxton prepares to introduce them.)
Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST, THE CHALLENGER! WRESTLING OUT OF STILLWATER, OKLAHOMMMAAAAAA!!! WEIGHING IN AT 212 POOUUUNNNDSSSS, HE IS THE HOLDER OF THE 24/7 CONTRACTTTTT, DONOOOVVAAANNNN ‘THE DECIMATORRRRR’ DUUUUKKKEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(Crowd cheers as Drake does nothing but stare into the top turnbuckle, his back facing Donovan.)
Bella Braxton: AND HIS OPPONENT!!!…
(Crowd begins to boo heavily already.)
Bella Braxton: HAILING OUT OF THE DEAD SEA, ISRAAAEEELLLLL!!! WEIGHING IN AT 220 POOOUUNNNDSSSS, HE IS THE EAW WORLDDDDDD CHAMMMPPPIIIONNNNNNN DRAAAAKKKKKEEEEEE ‘THE REEDEEEEEEMEERRRRRRRR’!!!!
(Crowd boos as Drake turns around to face Donovan and simply stands in his corner. He grips the tapes around his wrists and cracks his neck, the referee holds the title up and Drake doesn’t even glance at it. A graphic of the EAW World Championship flashes across the screen and both men are ready to go.)
DING! DING! DING!
James Peters: AND HERE WE GO! Drake King and Donovan Duke are live for THE EAW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP! Donovan Duke slowly approaches Drake, who just looks at him and stands in the corner. Drake plays some mind games from the get go as Donovan walks back to the center of the ring and waits for Drake.
Rich Russillo: Oh boy, Drake walks towards him and these two are face to face! A cold stare down from these two competitors as Drake’s massive nose goes head to head with Donovan’s forehead! Drake and Donovan are still muscling each other back in this faceoff, now Drake makes the first move by taking a side-headlock over Donovan! Grabbing the head and locking it in, now the challenger tries to shove Drake off the rope, Drake comes off the ropes with him and drags Donovan to the canvas!
James Peters: Drake shakes his head and says you’re not getting up! Donovan tries to get to his knees, but Drake says no and rips his face back to the canvas! Now popping up and styring to stomp on the back of Donovan’s head! Donovan Duke rolled out of the way just in time and now, Drake cracks a slight smile at Duke! That smile is an evil one, Drake knows that a split second letter he would have put a boot through the back of Donovan’s skull!
Rich Russillo: Donovan back up and he smiles at Drake, charging forward and these two clash in a collar and elbow tie-up. Donovan able to muscle Drake back and force the champion back to the corner. He keeps Drake there for the referee’s 5 count and- SLAP! DONOVAN DUKE JUST SMACKED THE TASTE OUT OF DRAKE’S MOUTH! HE SMACKED DRAKE SO HARD AND SMILES AT HIM! NOW DRAKE GRABS DONOVAN BY THE NECK, BUT DONOVAN TURNS IT AROUND AND GRABS THE WRIST OF DRAKE! AN IRISH WHIP FROM DONOVAN THAT SENDS DRAKE ACROSS THE RING!
James Peters: NO! Drake reverses it and he’s the one who throws Donovan to the other side! Now charging in after him, but Donovan sidesteps him and Drake just barely catches himself before crashing into the turnbuckles! Drake turns around and fires a punch straight at the chin of Donovan, but the challenger sucks under it and now grabs Drake in a belly-to-belly position! DONOVAN LAUNCHES DRAKE OVER HIS HEAD WITH THA POWERFUL SUPLEX THAT SENDS THE CHAMPION TUMBLING ACROSS THE RING AND SLIDING UNDER THE BOTTOM ROPE! WHAT A START FOR THE CHALLENGER!
Rich Russillo: Drake on the outside trying to regroup, Donovan Duke says come back in the ring! The champion was just taken by storm and realizes that the challenge ahead is a tremendous one! Drake walks back up the steps, calms his breath and gets back into the ring, not acknowledging this banter by Donovan Duke. Drake knows he has to stay calm, cool and collected!
James Peters: They look to lock-up again! Nope! Drake tricked him and unloaded with a boot to the midsection, now a clobbering elbow to the spine that drops Donovan to one knee. Hard blow from Drake King-
Persephone: Pause.
James Peters: You know what I meant! Drake throws Donovan’s head to the mat and tries to get down for a crossface- Donovan Duke is able to wrestle his way up to his feet again, swinging wildly with a clothesline and misses, Drake lands a flush superkick to the stomach of Donovan, that one doubled him over! Now Drake jumps past Donovan and grabs his neck, slamming it to the canvas with a jumping neckbreaker! Good lord, that one punished Donovan Duke when he grabbed his neck when he hit the mat!
Rich Russillo: Drake now follows him down and attempts to lock the crossface in! DRAKE HAS THE ARM LOCKED AND HIS HANDS ARM ALMOST CLASPED AROUND THE FACE! DRAKE NEARLY HAS THE CROSSFACE LOCKED IN, BUT DONOVAN DUKE IS SQUIRMING TO THE EDGE OF THE RING AND HE’S ALMOST AT THE BOTTOM ROPE! DRAKE LOCKS THE CROSSFACE IN FULL EFFECT, BUT DUKE GETS A FINGERTIP ON THE ROPE AND THE REFEREE TELLS HIM TO STOP THE SUBMISSION!
James Peters: Perfect timing for Duke, but Drake gets back up and drags him straight back to the center of the ring! Drake wants to end this with a submission so Donovan Duke can feel his championship aspirations dying! His chances fading away, Drake wants him to recognize that! Drake grabs his legs now, possibly looking for an inverted-cloverleaf, but Donovan starts kicking and nearly clips Drake with an upkick to the face! Violent kicks from Donovan, who now is able to get away from Drake and get back up to his feet! Drake follows him to the corner and buries an elbow into his face! Talking to the challenger and making him pay!
Rich Russillo: Drake now grabs his wrist and throws him with an irish whip- No! Drake dragged him straight into a clothesline that took Donovan off his feet! Drake floors the challenger and now looks out at the crowd, giving them a look of pure stoicism, while destroying the man they’re pulling for-
James Peters: DONOVAN DUKE ROLLS DRAKE UP! SMALL PACKAGE- NO! DRAKE MANAGED TO GET OUT OF IT BEFORE THE REFEREE STARTED COUNTING, BUT DONOVAN WAS TRYING TO STEAL THE MATCH THERE AND THEN! Now both men up to their feet, Drake jumps forward with an attempted knee! Donovan sidesteps him and comes bounding off the ropes, NOW FLIPPING BACK WITH A SPRINGBOARD CLOTHESLINE THAT SENDS DRAKE FLYING TO THE CANVAS! THAT FLYING BACK ELBOW THAT SMACKED AGAINST THE TEETH OF THE CHAMPION!
Rich Russillo: He turned it around with that huge handspring back elbow, but now he needs to capitalize! Drake has still had a very commanding performance so far and Donovan needs to move forward right now, while he’s stunned! Donovan Duke moves toward the downed Drake, who is on his knees and trying to recoup! Donovan lifts Drake up into powerbomb position, OH BOY, THE CHALLENGER ABOUT TO PUT THE CHAMPION DOWN WITH FORCE! DONOVAN HAS DRAKE UP FOR THE POWERBOMB, BUT DRAKE IS DROPPING ELBOWS ONTO THE TOP OF DONOVAN’S HEAD AND TRYING TO HURT HIM!
Persephone: THAT’S RIGHT DRAKE! PUT SOME ELBOWS INTO THAT COUNTRY BOY’S SKULL! THEN QUIT AND NEVER SHOW UP FOR WORK AGAIN SO YOU CAN SPARE US FROM HAVING TO EVER WATCH YOU DEFEND THIS TITLE AGAIN, PIECE OF SHIT!
James Peters: Drake is able to grab onto the top rope and seat himself on the top turnbuckle, now putting a boot into the jaw of Donovan and sending him tumbling back! DRAKE NOW LAUNCHES HIMSELF OFF THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE WITH A CROSSBODY AND IT FLATTENED DONOVAN DUKE LIKE A PANCAKE!!
Rich Russillo: WAIT, NO IT DIDN’T! DONOVAN DUKE IS GETTING BACK TO HIS FEET AND HE’S DEADLIFTING DRAKE LIKE A BARBELL! LIFTING HIM OFF THE CANVAS AND POWERING UP TO HIS FEET LIKE AN ABSOLUTE BULL AND NOW PUTTING HIM INTO A GORILLA PRESS POSITION! OH MY GOD, DONOVAN WITH THE WORLD CHAMPION OVER HIS HEAD, DRAKE IS ON TOP OF THE WORLD RIGHT NOW AND HE’S YELLING FOR HIS LIFE! DRAKE IS DUMPED FACE FIRST ONTO THE CANVAS WITH A MILITARY SLAM THAT HAS HIM CLUTCHING AT HIS RIBS! WHAT A FEAT FROM DONOVAN DUKE!
James Peters: DONOVAN MANAGED TO SEND DRAKE CRASHING TO THE CANVAS AND NOW CRUSHES HIS MIDSECTION WITH A STANDING M OONSAULT THAT CAUSES DRAKE TO VIOLENTLY COUGH UP BLOOD! OH MY GOD, WHAT A SEQUENCE FROM DONOVAN DUKE! DONOVAN WITH AN INCREDIBLE MOONSAULT AND NOW HE DROPS INTO THE COVER OF DRAKE, GRABBING THE ARM AND HOOKING BOTH LEGS! DONOVAN LOOKING TO FULFILL HIS DESTINY AND BECOME EAW WORLD CHAMPION!
OOONNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Rich Russillo: A KICKOUT AT 2 FROM DRAKE! A STRONG KICKOUT FROM THE CHAMPION AND DUKE ALMOST LOOKS SURPRISED THAT DRAKE POWERED OUT SO QUICKLY! HE THOUGHT HE MIGHT’VE HAD THIS ONE WON AND DONE, BUT HE REALIZES THAT IT’LL TAKE MORE THAN THAT TO TAKE DRAKE KING OUT!
James Peters: HE KNOWS NOW AND HE WON’T LET THIS LEAD SLIP AWAY FROM HIM! DONOVAN DUKE IS CLIMBING THE TURNBUCKLES AND HEADING TO THE TOP, HE WANTS TO FLY! DUKE ON THE TOP ROPE, HE’S CALLING FOR SOMETHING BIG- WAIT, HE’S TURNING AROUND! DUKE HAD A LOOK OF CONFUSION ON HIS FACE AND NOW HE’S TURNED AROUND, I THINK HE’S GONNA GO FOR THE ‘STACK THE DECK’ PHOENIX SPLASH!! DONOVAN LAUNCHES HIMSELF THROUGH THE AIRRRRRR-
Persephone: LOL.
Rich Russillo: OH NO DRAKE ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY- WAIT, DONOVAN LANDED ON HIS FEET AND ROLLED THROUGH, WHAT ATHLETICISM FROM DONOVAN DUKE! WHO CHARGES BACK TOWARDS DRAKE AND- BANG! HE RUNS FACE FIRST INTO A SUPERKICK FROM DRAKE KING THAT PUTS DONOVAN DUKE DOWN BAD!
James Peters: DRAKE WIPES THAT BLOOD AWAY FROM HIS MOUTH AND OUT OF HIS BEARD, WHICH WAS BLACK AND IS NOW A TINTED RED, HOISTING DONOVAN UP BY HIS BELTLINE AND HOOKING HIS ARMS FOR AN ‘ASCENSION’!! DONOVAN DUKE IS FIGHTING, BUT DRAKE NOW DRIVES A KNEE STRAIGHT INTO THE UNPROTECTED FACE OF DONOVAN! DONOVAN IS OUT OF IT AND DRAKE NOW PLANTS DONOVAN DUKE WITH AN ‘ASCENSION’!!!! THOSE ARMS WERE HOOKED AND THE CHALLENGER LANDS HARD ON HIS FACE!
Rich Russillo: DRAKE WITH SOME HUGE OFFENSE AND NOW HE’S GOING TO SHOW DONOVAN HOW IT’S DONE! DRAKE SPRINGS UP TO THE TOP ROPE AND WASTING NO TIME AT ALL, HE FLIES OFF THE TOP AND SOARS THROUGH THE AIR WITH A FROG SPLASH THAT ABSOLUTELY MACERATES THE BODY OF DUKE!! CRUSHING FROG SPLASH FROM THE CHAMPION THAT HURT EVEN HIM, HE BOUNCED OFF DONOVAN DUKE AND GRABBED HIS RIBCAGE! DRAKE PUSHES THROUGH THE PAIN AND COVERS DONOVAN DUKE AFTER AN BRUTAL ONSLAUGHT, SURELY DRAKE HAS DONE ENOUGH TO PUT THIS ONE TO BED!!
OOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
TTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
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Rich Russillo: KICKOUT! DONOVAN KICKS OUT! DONOVAN POWERED OUT AFTER THAT INCREDIBLE SEQUENCE OF OFFENSE FROM DRAKE, WE THOUGHT IT WAS OVER, SO DID THIS CROWD!
(The crowd lets out a huge gasp of air and cheer for Donovan as he rolls onto his side.)
Persephone: DAMNIT MAN, SOMEONE FINISH THIS MATCH ALREADY, BOTH OF THESE ELITIST LOOK LIKE INBRED COUSIN FUCKERS! JUST SOMEONE FINISH IT, PLEASSEEE!
James Peters: DRAKE MIGHT BE ON THE VERGE OF ANSWERING YOUR PRAYERS, HE’S HEADING BACK TO THE CORNER AND SETTING UP FOR THE ‘JUDGEMENT DAY’!!! HE WANTS TO STOMP DONOVAN’S HEAD INTO THE GROUND AND HE’S GOING TO DO IT!! DONOVAN JUST BARELY COMING TO, TRYING TO GET TO HIS KNEES, HERE COMES DRAKE KING!
Rich Russillo: NO! DONOVAN SHOVES DRAKE FORWARD AS HE ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY, NOW ROLLING DRAKE BACK UP, OH MY GOD, DONOVAN WITH A ROLLUP! HE’S GOT DRAKE BEAT!!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
TTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
James Peters: KICKOUT! OH MY GOD, DRAKE NEARLY GOT CAUGHT IN THAT ROLLUP AND THIS MATCH ALMOST ENDED RIGHT THERE! THE TITLE REIGN OF DRAKE KING NEARLY ENDED IN A ROLLUP!
Persephone: :mjlol:
James Peters: Both men back up to their feet now, Drake buries a knee into the midsection of Donovan and then an elbow into his temple! That one wobbled Duke and sent him to a knee, but he stands up lightning fast like a man possessed and clocks Drake in the chin with a right hook! Blood flies from Drake’s mouth and coats the canvas red as he falls backwards and is taken by surprise with that huge punch!
Rich Russillo: NOW IT’S DRAKE WHO COMES BACK WITH A POWERFUL PUNCH TO THE HEAD THAT HURTS DONOVAN DUKE, BUT ONLY MONMEBHATRILY, AS DONOVAN RETURNS FIRE WITH A SHARP FOREARM, NOW DRAKE AGAIN!!! THE BRAWL IS ON!!! BOTH MEN GRABBING EACH OTHER AND TRADING FOREARMS, DRAKE GETTING THE BETTER OF DONOVAN DUKE, BATTERING HOW DOWN TO BOTH KNEES WITH THESE VICIOUS ELBOWS AND PUNCHES! DRAKE BOUNCES OFF THE ROPES AND ROARS TOWARDS DONOVAN-
James Peters: DONOVAN DUCKS UNDER DRAKE’S ATTEMPTED LARIAT AND NOW GOES ON THE OFFENSIVE FOR HIMSELF! HE COMES OFF THE ROPES AND DRAKE TRIES TO BLAST HIM TO THE GROUND, BUT DONOVAN EVADES THE ATTACK AGAIN AND HANDSPRINGS OFF THE ROPES ON THE OTHER SIDE- A HANDSPRING INTO A STUNNER THAT RIPS DRAKE’S NECK TO THE CANVAS AND NOW SENDS HIM FLYING BACK ACROSS THE RING! A HUGE STUNNER AND DONOVAN DUKE KNOWS THAT THIS IS HIS TIME! HE SENSES THE SUN SETTING ON DRAKE’S TITLE REIGN!
Rich Russillo: DONOVAN DUKE TRIES TO LIFT DRAKE UP TO HIS FEET, PULLING HIM BY HIS HAIR AND LIFTING HIM INTO POSITION FOR THE ‘DRAWING DEAD’!!! HE TRIES TO LIFT DRAKE UP, BUT DRAKE GETS A HAND ON THE TOP ROPE, HE’S FIGHTING FOR DEAR LIFE! DONOVAN DROPPING PUNCHES ON HIS MIDSECTION, TRYING TO WEAKEN THE CHAMPION, BUT DRAKE REFUSES TO LET THIS HAPPEN! NOW DONOVAN TRIES TO TRANSITION INTO A SNAP DDT-
James Peters: DRAKE GRABS THE WRIST, TWISTS OUT OF THIS AND RETURNS FIRE WITH A JUMPING KNEE! THAT MODIFIED RIPCORD KNEE JUST DROP DONOVAN ONTO DRAKE, HIS BODY WENT ;IMP AND NOW DRAKE IS LIFTING HIM UP, HE’S GOT DONOVAN IN POWERBOMB POSITION, OH BOY!!!! DRAKE RUNS ACROSS THE RING AND DUMPS DONOVAN DUKE INTO THE CORNER WITH A BUCKLE-BOMB!!! A NASTY BUCKLE-BOMB THAT CLAIMED THE LIFE OF DONOVAN’S NECK, JESUS LORD!!
Persephone: YES, THIS IS IT! DRAKE KING IS FINALLY GONNA FINISH THIS FUCKING SHIT!!
Rich Russillo: DONOVAN DUKE LANDS ON HIS KNEES, DRAKE LANDS A CRACKING SUPERKICK ON THE FACE OF DONOVAN! THAT ONE SNAPPED HIS HEAD BACK, BUT HE’S STILL TEETERING ON HIS KNEES! BANGGGGGGGGGGGG!!! ANOTHER SUPERKICK THAT THUNDERED THROUGH THE ARENA AS THIS CROWD JUST LOST ALL ITS AIR!! THAT ONE FLOORED DONOVAN AS DRAKE KING FALLS INTO THE COVER, DESPERATELY COVERING DONOVAN DUKE!! DRAKE KING, FOR NEW EDEN!!!
ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
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James Peters: KICKOUT FROM DONOVAANNNNNNN!!! OHSLDFCHIPAWAKLDOLMAAN! OH MY GOD, HOW DID HE POWER OUT?!?!
(The crowd stands on their feet and starts cheering extremely loudly for Donovan Duke.)
Persephone: HOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!??!?!
Rich Rusillo: THIS SHOULD BE OVER, WHAT GODDAMN STRENGTH AND RESOLVE FROM DONOVAN DUKE! THIS CROWD IS ABSOLUTELY BUZZING, THEY’RE BLOWING THE ROOF OFF THIS PLACE! DONOVAN DUKE SHOULD BE DONE, BUT HE’S STILL FIGHTING! DRAKE KING JUST ROLLED BACK ONTO THE MAT AND RAN HIS HANDS THROUGH HIS HAIR, HE’S EXHAUSTED! HE CAN’T BELIEVE THAT DONOVAN IS STILL IN THIS MATCH!
James Peters: HE NEEDS TO FINISH DONOVAN NOW IF HE WANTS TO RETAIN HIS TITLE! DRAKE KNOWS HE HAS TO KEEP HIS HEAD ON STRAIGHT AND FINISH DONOVAN DUKE BEFORE HE CAN RECOVER! DRAKE DRAGS DONOVAN BACK INTO THE CORNER AND USS ALL HIS POWER TO SEAT DONOVAN UP ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE, OH BOY, DRAKE KING WANTS TO TAKE IT FROM THE TOP! IF HE LANDS SOMETHING FROM THE TOP ROPE, SURELY IT SPELL DOOM FOR DONOVAN DUKE!
Rich Russillo: DRAKE HEADING UP THERE AFTER HIM, TRYING TO STAND DONOVAN UP ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE, DRAKE WANTS TO SUPERPLEX HIM! DONOVAN TRYING TO STAY SEATED, BUT DRAKE BRINGING HIM TO HIS FEET, DRAKE ON THE VERGE OF A SUPERPLEX! WAIT, DONOVAN WITH ELBOWS TO THE FACE OF DRAKE, NOW TO THE BODY, HE WANTS TO TRY AND FIGHT THIS OFF-
James Peters: IT DOESN’T MATTER BECAUSE DRAKE HOISTS HIM STRAIGHT UP AND RIPS THEM BOTH HIGH INTO THE AIR AND THEY COME CRASHING DOWN WITH A THUNDEROUS SUPERPLEXXXXXX!!!! A SUPERPLEX THAT JUST RATTLED THIS ENTIRE ARENA, NOW DRAKE ROLLS THROUGH AND GOES FOR THE FALCON-
Rich Russillo: DONOVAN DUKE CATCHES DRAKE IN MIDAIR, THE ‘BANKRUPT’ GUILLOTINE SUBMISSION IS IN!! HOLY SHIT, HE CAUGHT HIM IN THAT SUBMISSION, HE’S GOT DRAKE’S NECK AND HE’S ABOUT TO CHOKE THE CHAMPION UNCONSCIOUS! OH MY GOD, HOW HAS HE DONE THIS, DRAKE’S LEGS ARE SHAKING AND HE’S FIGHTING DESPERATELY TO GET OUT OF IT, BUT THE CHOKE IS IN FULL FORCE AND DRAKE CAN’T ESCAPE! HE NEEDS TO GET TO THE ROPE!
James Peters: HE CAN’T DO IT, HE’S IN THE CENTER OF THE RING, THAT’S TOO- WAIT, LOOK AT THE CHAMPION! HE WON’T LET HIS TITLE REIGN END THIS WAY, HE WON’T LET NEW EDEN’S POWER SLIP AWAY! THIS IS FOR THEM, THIS IS FOR EAW! DRAKE STANDS UP ON HIS FEET AND DEADLIFTS DONOVAN DUKE UP WITH HIM! WHAT FUCKING POWER FROM DRAKE KING!
Rich Russillo; YOU HAD TO BUST OUT DA F’BOMB, BUT I AM TOO! HOLY FUCKING SHIT! THIS IS INSANE AND DRAKE KING LIFTS DONOVAN INTO THE AIR AND DROPS HIM ON HIS HEAD WITH A NASTY POWERBOMB! THAT ONE SLEPT DONOVAN DUKE AND HE CRUMBLES TO THE CANVAS, DRAKE FALLS BACK TO THE CORNER AND GASPS FOR AIR!!
James Peters: THESE TWO MEN HAVE GIVEN EVERYTHING THEY HAVE AND MORE, BUT ONE OF THEM MUST FINISH IT! DRAKE KING HAS THE LOOK IN HIS EYES, THE LOOK OF PURE MALICE! HE’S ABOUT TO FINISH DONOVAN DUKE! RUSHING TOWARDS HIM- DONOVAN SCOOPS DRAKE ONTO HIS SHOULDERS!! OH MY GOD, HOW DOES HE EVEN HAVE THIS KIND OF POWER LEFT?!? PURE INSTINCT FROM DONOVAN, WHO BARELY STAYS ON HIS FEET, BUT LETS OUT A HUGE SCREAM OF ADRENALINE AND POWERS UP TO A FULL STANCE, DONOVAN DUKE FEELS CHAMPIONSHIP GOLD RUSHING THROUGH HIS VEINS! THIS IS IT, HE KNOWS IT! THIS IS HIS FATE COME TO PASS, ALL HIS HARD WORK!
Rich Russillo: HE SPINS DRAKE AROUND- NO! DRAKE ESCAPES OUT THE BACKDOOR AND STOMPS ON THE BACK OF HIS LEG! HE PUTS DONOVAN DOWN TO A KNEE ON THE CANVAS AND DRAKE SOARS OFF THE ROPES, LIGHTNING QUICK WITH A ‘JUDGEMENT DAY’!!!!-
James Peters: NO!!!! HE ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY, HOLY SHIT!!! LAST SECOND SAVE FROM DONOVAN, WHO GETS BACK UP NOW AND GOES BACK TOWARDS DRAKE ONE MORE TIME! BOOM, A STRAIGHT BICYCLE KICK TO THE JAW FROM DRAKE! DRAKE KING PLANTS A KICK ONTO THE JAW OF DONOVAN, THAT ONE ROCKED HIM!! NOW DRAKE SPINS AND LANDS A SUPERKICK ONTO THE MIDSECTION OF DONOVAN, WHO DROPS DOWN TO BOTH KNEES!
Rich Russillo: ‘THE REDEEMER OFF THE ROPES WITH A HUGE ‘JUDGEMENT DAY’ THAT FINALLY BOUNCES THE SKULL OF DONOVAN OFF THE GROUND AND PUTS A NAIL THROUGH THE COFFIN OF HIS CHAMPIONSHIP DREAMS! DRAKE KING, TO RETAIN HIS TITLE, DROPS DOWN FOR PERHAPS THE FINAL CURTAIN CALL OF THIS ABSOLUTE WAR!!!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
TWWWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
DING! DING! DING!
(‘Cold War’ begins to play as the arena nearly comes to a silent tone and Drake King is peeled off Donovan Duke by the referee.)
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, HERE IS YOUR WINNER…AND STILL! THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION, DRAKE ‘THE REDEEEMEERRRRRR’!!!
Rich Russillo: ‘The Redeemer’ clears yet another challenge who thought their pursuits were more valuable than EAW’s future. Drake King is just on another level, he brought an effort like we haven’t seen before tonight. Every time he performs he delivers an unreal effort and always seems to come out on top. He’s seen murderers row with these title defenses and he managed to etch another one into the books tonight. My god, what a match.
James Peters: Exactly, what a match and what an effort from Donovan Duke too. It can’t be overlooked just how incredible this performance was from Donovan, on a number of occasions we thought he had Drake wrapped up and was going to pull the curtain over his title reign. The era of Donovan Duke was a split second from becoming a reality several times this match, he’s still a world class competitor.
(Drake King rolls out of the ring and just drops the title on the floor. Ringside officials pick it up and carry it up the ramp behind him, but Drake won’t take it, he’s grabbing his head and clutching at his ribs.)
Persephone: It was a decent match, but Donovan Duke just wasted a huge chance. If he thinks these title matches just come around often, he’s sorely mistaken and he probably won’t see one for a long time.
Rich Russillo: I mean, he could still be a champion someday and by the looks of things, he will be. My word, he is a special competitor and that was true warrior spirit. Donovan Duke won’t be denied by anyone, they have to put him out cold. He truly does have a spirit made of iron and steel will to continue through that kind of punishment.
James Peters: Unfortunately, he just came across the wrong champion in the wrong era. Drake King seems to only be getting better, which is a scary thought, considering he’s already arguably the greatest in this company. What an effort tonight from Donovan, but Drake King is still your EAW World Champion and it’s for a reason.
Rich Russillo: Yes; For New Eden.
(Drake King looks back down the ramp at the still badly beaten and barely conscious Donovan Duke, gives him a look as stoic as the one with which he wore entering this match. Turns around and walks through the curtain, the scene fades to black.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
