John Helms
(EAW intro plays.)
(The camera cuts to a recap of Shock Value. It starts off with the Universal Women’s Championship Shock Collar match, where Darcy May Morgan would defeat Harper Lee to retain the Championship. Next the recap shows the Power Grid streetfight between Azrael and Ahren Fournier, which would end with the Power Grid exploding along with Azrael. Next, the recap shows IDOL-GUN defeating Holly Arrow and Kensingten Calhoun-Astor in a Blackout match to retain the Unified Tag Team Championships before Donovan Duke and Maxwell would attack the Champions. The recap then shows Lisa Wren winning her triple threat Electric Floors match against A. Catalina Flowers and Alexis Chambers to win a Unique Opportunity after throwing Alexis out of the ring and finishing Catalina off herself. Next is the National Elite Championship Electric TLC match between Myles and TLA, which TLA wins after El Landerson helps Myles and TLA uses an exploding chancla against the former Champion. After this, the recap shows Candice Blair defeating Shane Gates in an Electric Casket match after throwing both Shane and Lizzie in the casket. Next, the Electrified Hardcore Iron Man match between Rex McAllister and Ms. Extreme ends in a No Contest after going overtime, leaving both competitors in no state to continue. After this, Constance Blevins defeats Sierra Bradford to retain her Specialists Championship in an Electric Chair match after Sierra nearly bumps into the referee Jayson Maximoff, which allowed Constance to take advantage. Next, Raven Roberts defeats Minerva in Barbed Wire Massacre VI: Shock Value Style, after pouring water all over Minerva and throwing her into the electric barbed wire. The camera fades backstage, and the recap shows the EAW Championship competitors sharing their final words, before Drake King would announce that he’ll face Impact at Reckless Wiring. In the EAW Championship High Voltage match Terry Chambers would retain his title by rolling up SOSA Henderson after Drake would be taken out of the equation by a returning Malcolm Jones.)
(The recap comes to an end, and finally ‘33rd Blakk Glass’ by Sosmula and ZillaKami hits. The camera opens to the World 1 Theatre in East Rutherford, New Jersey, and it pans out to the cheering virtual crowd before transitioning to the commentary area where James Peters, Rich Russillo and Persephone Tsitsipas are seated.)
James Peters: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to Voltage! Last week was Shock Value, and where do we even start?
Persephone: How about with the fact that there’s pretty much nobody on the roster NOT injured?
Rich Russillo: Well, it was definitely one hell of a show and in the end you might be right Persephone. I think everyone competing at Shock Value had at least some type of injury, but somehow we actually have matches this week!
James Peters: They’re not just any matches either. I’m actually really excited for what we have in store!
(The camera cuts to the stage as ‘My Brother (the Dragonslayer)’ by Shiro SAGISU hits. The virtual crowd begins booing as loud as they can as Drake King, Myles and Minerva begin walking out to the stage. The three members of New Eden all look furious following the events of Shock Value where all three of them would lose their respective matches. They all have microphones in their hands, and they make their way down to the ring as the virtual crowd begin booing, before finally they enter the ring and begin speaking.)
Drake King: Captain Charisma is a LIAR! Captain Charisma is not who you all think he is and right now I’m sick to my stomach. I’m disgusted with what went down at Shock Value. Minerva should not have lost to Raven Roberts. Myles shouldn’t have lost to TLA. Terry Chambers should not be the EAW Champion still, but SOMEHOW he is. SOMEHOW this company is still working against us and none of you have a problem with it. Week after week we come out here and you boo us, and you’re booing us for telling the truth. You’re booing us for spreading a message you’re too scared to hear, and now Captain Charisma is doing everything in his power to take us down and you have NOTHING to say about his corruption. Nobody has any words for it. You all see Captain Charisma as the perfect Commissioner, but EXPLAIN WHAT HAPPENED AT SHOCK VALUE! EXPLAIN THE THINGS CAPTAIN CHARISMA ALLOWED TO GO DOWN! EXPLAIN ME HAVING TO COMPETE AGAINST SIERRA BRADFORD IN THE MAIN EVENT! THIS IS A FRICKIN’ CONSPIRACY AND WE WON’T STAND FOR IT!
(The virtual crowd boos, clearly not believing a word Drake is saying.)
Drake King: If this isn’t Captain Charisma’s fault then whose fault is it!? I am sick and tired of Captain Charisma being allowed to get away with all of his sick and twisted actions when we’re trying to make HIS brand better. We’re trying to bring the change that’ll save this place, and look how we’re treated because of it. Look at how we’re treated for trying to save Voltage. None of us should have lost our respective Shock Value matches. We shouldn’t have to be standing here empty handed failing to accomplish ANYTHING, we should be standing here with the National Elite Championship and the EAW Championship. Each and every single person watching Voltage right now, you’re all sitting here and you’re supporting Captain Charisma’s actions. You’re allowing him to get away with this stuff. You should all be ashamed of yourselves.
Myles: I said time and time again that I didn’t care about that National Elite Championship. I made it clear that I didn’t give a shit whether or not I was the Champion, TLA knows damn well that he didn’t deserve that. He KNOWS that he didn’t deserve to be National Elite Champion, and it goes beyond just his greed now. TLA isn’t just a greedy parasite. TLA isn’t just a leech, he’s a coward. TLA is a coward, because TLA didn’t defeat me at Shock Value. TLA didn’t climb that ladder and become National Elite Champion on his own, he was HANDED that match by El Landerson of all people. El Landerson who apparently STILL has a grudge over his dumbass daughter interfered and he cost me. He allowed TLA to become National Elite Champion, and what did you all do? You didn’t call El Landerson out for blatantly cheating and rigging the match in TLA’s favor. You didn’t call out Captain Charisma for letting El Landerson go out there in the first place. Nope! You CHEERED! You cheered as El Landerson screwed me over, you cheered as TLA used one of those stupid chancla bombs to take me out, and you cheered as TLA climbed up that ladder and took something that didn’t belong to him. TLA is one of the luckiest men in the world right now, because Captain Charisma won’t do anything about this. Captain Charisma is just going to sit back and allow TLA to continue parading around and pretending to be Champion, when in reality we all know the truth. New Eden knows the truth, and the truth is that TLA is nothing more than a fraud, a fraud that should be NOWHERE near Championship gold.
(The booing continues, with some fans getting even louder as TLA is a huge fan favorite on Voltage. Minerva shakes her head as she notices the boos.)
Minerva: I’ve defeated Raven Roberts time and time again. Raven would keep coming back and I’d continue to swat her away like a fly. We all know that Terry Chambers doesn’t deserve the EAW Championship and that when I first faced him I DEFEATED him, and what does Captain Charisma do when Raven Roberts gets involved and costs me the match? He doesn’t ban her from Voltage or give me a rematch against Terry. He doesn’t take responsibility for anything that happened that night. Instead he uses it as an opportunity to derail my momentum. He uses Raven’s anger as a means to tear ME down, all because I don’t agree with how he’s running this shitshow. Raven should’ve never even been given the opportunity to face me at Shock Value, but Captain Charisma just had to feed into the heroes wishes. He just had to give the people what they want at my expense when he KNOWS she didn’t deserve it. He KNOWS how one sided our history has been, but Captain Charisma doesn’t listen to what’s right. He doesn’t listen to logic or the truth, he listens to the people. He listens to greed. He listens to whatever will make him the most money and bring Voltage the most attention. Captain Charisma is doing everything in his power to hold New Eden back, and all of you are letting him get away with it. None of you care about this company ever getting better. You don’t care about evolution or finally being free from this terrible product. All you care about is seeing us suffer. You all want to see us fall over and over again, but we’re done. We’re not going to keep getting knocked down just to entertain people like you.
Drake King: Terry Chambers retaining the EAW Championship after all he went through is a joke. It shouldn’t have happened against Minerva and it definitely shouldn’t have happened at Shock Value. This entire company is conspiring against us. Everyone backstage is working together to try and take us down, and we’re not going to sit around and let Captain Charisma get away with this. I want answers. Not just from Captain Charisma, but from the man that played the biggest role in Terry keeping his title. I want answers from the man that’s been a thorn in my side since Wicked Games back in October. I want answers from MALCOLM JONES!
(After a few seconds of waiting, ‘Reroute’ by Rowdy Rebel hits. The virtual crowd gives a mixed reaction but it’s mainly full of cheers following Malcolm Jones’ actions at Shock Value. Finally, Malcolm himself begins walking out to the stage with a microphone in his hand, and he looks pleased with his actions after seeing the look on New Eden’s faces. Malcolm walks down to the bottom of the ramp before beginning to speak.)
Malcolm Jones: Drake I don’t know what the fuck is going on in your head but if you thought I was just gonna sit back and let you get away with that shit you pulled before King of Elite then you’re sorely mistaken. I know damn well I told your ass to stay out of my business. I told you to leave me the fuck alone, and what did you do? You took me out of action. You cost me a Unified Tag Team Championship match at King of Elite after running through a whole fucking tournament to get the title shot in the first place. What, you thought I wasn’t gonna do shit about it? You thought I wasn’t gonna come back and hit you where it hurts the first chance I got? You should’ve seen this coming Drake, you fucking bozo. You should’ve been counting down the days, because it was always just a matter of time until I was able to come back and shut you the fuck up. You been running on borrowed time ever since you hit me in the head with that chair Drake, and what I did at Shock Value? Shit that was just the beginning, my guy. You’ve been fucking up this entire season but your biggest mistake was getting involved in MY career and fucking shit up for me. You’re gonna be regretting ever returning real soon, and maybe once I’m done with you all this sacrilegious bullshit will end.
(Drake just shakes his head and sighs, still in disbelief that Malcolm did what he did at Shock Value.)
Drake King: So that’s what this is about? Revenge? Malcolm I did what I did because YOU attacked Sierra. YOU chose to try and injure her again and I wasn’t going to let that happen. This isn’t the first time you got involved in one of my matches Malcolm. It’s not the first time you ruined my opportunity to make this company a better place, but it will be the last time.
Malcolm Jones: Yeah we’ll see about that. It’s funny, you really did this shit to yourself. You had multiple chances Drake and you just kept blowing them. You kept dropping the fucking ball, but look at what happened last time and how that blew up in your face. You screwed us over at Wargames all because you “needed” to get the pin, and look what happened. You and Darcy tried getting “payback” in the Grand Prix, and look what happened. Shit didn’t go your way. You can bitch and cry all you want Drake, but things ain’t over between us. Not yet. You may have taken me out of action but you won’t be getting the last laugh. Things are about to get real interesting.
(‘Reroute’ hits once again, and Malcolm Jones begins walking back up the ramp still with a smirk on his face, as the three New Eden members still look absolutely furious. The fans are cheering for Malcolm as he walks up the stage, and finally Voltage fades away from ringside and to the first commercial break of the night.)
(Promotional ad for Reckless Wiring, coming this weekend.)
(The scene fades in with EAW Champion, Terry Chambers backstage. Terry has the title on his shoulder as he looks to the camera with the confidence of a champion. He is singing a different tune than his previous title defense, so that’s a good sign that he’s in a good mood, but we can’t know for sure.)
Terry Chambers: At Shock Value, I retained the EAW Championship against SOSA Henderson and Drake King. I stepped into High Voltage with two of the best that Voltage had to offer and walked out with my championship reign still intact. Both SOSA and Drake brought their A-game. Both of them had their reasons for not thinking that I didn’t deserve the championship on my shoulder. Both of them tried to make me out to be a ‘fraud’ or ‘fake’ champion, trying to belittle me and talk down on my reign so far because it didn’t fit their standards for what a championship reign should be. A few people had the same tone on whether I would make it out of High Voltage as EAW Champion. They look towards my first title defense with Minerva and try to create their narratives about how my reign is hanging on by a thread and I should be counting the days until I lose this belt. That didn’t happen at Shock Value and I still remain as the EAW Champion. I’m glad to have that defense under my belt and for me to put that title defense to the back of my mind.
Terry Chambers: Since their formation, New Eden has been a thorn on everyone’s side. Drake, Myles and Minerva have interjected themselves in the businesses of various Elitists on Voltage and I wasn’t impressed to see Malcolm Jones show up and handle his issues with Drake, turning the focus away from the match and onto himself —
(Terry Chambers stops talking as Malcolm Jones gets into the camera shot, looking across from Terry. Malcolm takes his shades off before looking at Terry. Terry shows the bravery of a champion and tries to match Malcolm’s stare.)
Malcolm Jones: You really gonna find something to bitch about? “Malcolm Jones made it about him! It’s supposed to be about ME! I’M THE CHAMP! 😭😭😭” It’s not my fault they would rather look at me and what I’m doing instead of you making a mockery of the championship that I held once upon a time. Instead of bitching and moaning about how I took Drake out of the equation, how about you thank me for saving your ass and saving the EAW Universe from what would have been a horrible title reign from Drake, you ungrateful bozo. If it wasn’t for me, Drake would have ended your reign after he curb stomped you back to obesity and established yourself as one of the biggest charity case reigns that this company has ever seen and we’ve fucking had Nobi and Mark Michaels in this company. Two times, ‘Terrance.’ Two times that your reign would have ended without someone getting themselves involved. You’re welcome.
Terry Chambers: Thank you for what? I had things handled.
Malcolm Jones: Sure, fam; whatever you say. You looked like you had shit handled before I got involved.
Terry Chambers: Why are you here anyway? Can you be a jackass elsewhere?
Malcolm Jones: I was just strolling by backstage when I saw you after handling my business with New Eden. I thought that I would just remind you that I’m still owed a title shot. I wanted to warn you personally that you might be a marked man in all of this. You got a lot of men and women who want that gold on your shoulder and will stop at nothing to get it.
Terry Chambers: I don’t think you know, but winning the Grand Prix is not the same as winning a right to fight for a World title. When you’ve earned your shot, then come find me.
(Terry Chambers stares at Malcolm Jones one last time before leaving the camera shot. Malcolm has a grin on his face, almost like the wheels inside his head are turning.)
Malcolm Jones: Don’t get too comfortable because I’ll be getting my title shot.
(The camera fades away from the backstage area.)
(As Voltage fades to ringside, ‘Mississippi Queen’ by Mountain plays throughout the arena. Greg Voltaire is making his way into the ring walking past Bella Braxton who has a mic in hand.)
Bella Braxton: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Virtual Crowd: ONE FALL!
Bella Braxton: Introducing first, he hails from San Francisco, California, weighing in at 223 pounds! They call him the “GOLDEN EXPEDITOR” GREG VOLTAIRE!!!!
(He smirks, leaning against the turnbuckle to the mixed reaction he gets.)
James Peters: Newcomer Greg Voltaire and he will be going up against the winner of the Unique Opportunity over Alexis Chambers and A. Catalina Flowers at Shock Value, Lisa Wren, a win here will make a statement for the man from San Francisco.
Rich Russillo: He is catching her at the wrong time, huge win and she is ready for more.
Persephone: This guy looks like a loser.
(Greg’s music fades and is replaced by “If” by Janet Jackson, the camera is at the end of the ramp. Lisa Wren with hands on her hips struts on to the stage from behind the curtain. She gets to the center of stage and crosses her arms. The camera man moves up the ramp and stops the camera in front of her. She looks past the camera towards the ring. The camera man circles around her 180 degrees.)
Bella Braxton: And his opponent, she hails from British Columbia! Weighing in at 130 pounds, here is the Unique Opportunity winner… LISA WREN!!!
(Then from behind the camera follows her down the ramp. When she gets to the end of the ramp, she walks up the steel steps. She climbs up to the 3rd turnbuckle and sits on it. She never enters the ring until the bell sounds.)
James Peters: She looks ready to get this match started, and both look pretty relaxed here tonight.
Rich Russillo: Lisa has been far more aggressive, and you are going to see a lot more from her.
Persephone: Good, just end this match quickly.
(The referee calls for the bell and the match to start.)
(DING!!!!!!!!!! DING!!!!!!!!!!!!! DING!!!!!!!!!!!!)
(Lisa Wren jumps in the ring, locking up with Voltaire, whipping him against the ropes, Voltaire reverses and responds with a huge shoulder block knocking her down. Lisa gets back on her feet, charging again and Voltaire with another shoulder block knocking her down. Lisa on her knees, with a scowl on her face nods and gets back up to her feet, circling around as Voltaire looks on with a smirk on his face.)
James Peters: Lisa Wren is trying to find a way around Greg Voltaire, and she is not having much luck. Voltaire though looks a little too confident and he better be careful, Lisa is on a whole different level since returning.
Rich Russillo: She has, but give Voltaire credit, he scouted Lisa and looks ready to take it to her.
Persephone: Lisa needs to stop trying to muscle him over, use her quickness to get this match over and done with.
James Peters: Lisa circles around, locking up with Voltaire, he pushes her into the ropes, bouncing off, a huge clothesline by Lisa, no! Voltaire ducks, she turns right into it, NO! Lisa ducks, Voltaire turns, a quick kick to his midsection, Lisa whips him into the ropes, a back body drop, no! Voltaire lands on his feet, he grabs Lisa with a huge neckbreaker, no! Lisa spins around, snap suplex!
Rich Russillo: Lisa finally with some offense, Voltaire is back up on his feet, a dropkick by Lisa! Another as Voltaire was getting back up! One more dropkick and Voltaire is out of the ring, wait! LISA WITH A SUICIDE PLANCHA! The virtual crowd goes wild! Lisa picks up Voltaire, rolling him into the ring! Lisa climbs to the top rope, she is waiting, he gets up, LISA WITH A FLYING BODYPRESS!
ONE!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!
Persephone: Meh, he kicks out.
(Voltaire gets up spaghetti legged, swinging at Lisa but she ducks, running up with an Enzinguiri! He stumbles right into a belly-to-belly suplex! Lisa Wren runs to the ropes, Rolling Thunder and she goes for another cover!
ONE!!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!
Persephone: This has gone too long already, another kick out.
Rich Russillo: Greg Voltaire is able to kick out! Lisa waits as he gets up, she runs into the ropes and bounces off, SPINEBUSTER BY VOLTAIRE! HE CAUGHT HER GOOD! LISA LOOKS DOWN AND HURT! Voltaire is taking a second to catch his breath!
(Greg Voltaire is trying to coordinate himself again, he gets up, shaking off the cobwebs and doesn’t go for a pin, instead lifting Lisa by her hair and whipping her into the turnbuckle, charging in, clothesline by Voltaire, turning it into a bulldog! He looks around with a smirk on his face.)
James Peters: Voltaire finally has taken control of this match, he started off fast early but Lisa Wren was able to really take advantage, but one mistake and now Voltaire has a chance to score a major upset in his first match on Voltage! Voltaire picks up Lisa, a Swinging neckbreaker! He finishes it off with a corkscrew elbow and down for the cover!
ONE!!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!
Persephone: This is going to be a long night, kick out by Lisa, of course.
Rich Russillo: Greg Voltaire is slowly trying to break Lisa Wren down, he took her down with a swinging neckbreaker, and he is showing in his first EAW Match that he could indeed hang with the rest of the stars here and especially Voltage. He has to stay on her though, keep the pressure on, and with it, here comes Greg, sitting her up, driving the knee into her lower back! And Again! And Again! Running into the ropes while she is stunned, basement dropkick to the back of her head! Lisa is in a lot of trouble and Voltaire now; he climbs the top rope! HEAT SEEKER ELBOW RIGHT ON HER CHEST FOR THE COVER!
ONE!!!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THR…..
James Peters: KICK OUT BY LISA WREN! VOLTAIRE LOOKS STUNNED! HE PICKS UP LISA, GOING FOR A POWERBOMB…. LISA WITH SOME FISTS, VOLTAIRE DROPS LISA TO HER FEET! FOREARM AFTER FOREARM! LISA RUNS TO THE ROPES, BUTT BUTT! SHE TOOK DOWN VOLTAIRE WITH HER REAR END!
Rich Russillo: Lisa has taken full control again! She has Voltaire up on his feet, Snap suplex and she is right back up running against the ropes, Voltaire is right back up, and Lisa couldn’t time it any better, Springboard right into a cutter! SHE TAKES DOWN VOLTAIRE BUT SHE DOESN’T GO FOR A COVER! LISA IS BACK UP, SHE HAS VOLTAIRE IN HER SIGHTS, HE IS SLOWLY GETTING TO HIS FEET, RUNNING UP TO HIM…. STEP UP ENZUIGIRI! SHE HAS HIM DOWN AND HOOKS THE LEG FOR THE COVER!
Persephone: This is it!
ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!
THRE….
Persephone: COME ON! HOW DID HE GET THE SHOULDER UP!? END THIS ALREADY LISA!
(Lisa looks at the referee and starts arguing with the referee. She holds up three fingers and the referee shakes his head holding up two fingers. While she is arguing, Voltaire gets behind Lisa, he waits until she turns around, kicking her in the stomach, she buckles over, he picks her up…)
James Peters: PROPER POSTURE! THE BUCKLE BOMB AND LISA WREN’S HEAD WHIPLASHED QUICKLY! SHE IS ON THE MAT AND VOLTAIRE HOPS TO THE SECOND TURNBUCKLE; DIVING LEG DROP ON WREN! HE ISN’T GOING FOR THE COVER! INSTEAD, HE DRAGS HER TO THE MIDDLE OF THE RING, HOOKING IN A TEXAS CLOVERLEAF, TRYING TO FLIP HER OVER BY LISA WITH WHATEVER STRENGTH SHE HAS LEFT BUT HE IS LOOKING TO TURN HER OVER AND HERE HE GOES…..
Rich Russillo: She is fighting hard not to be turned over! Voltaire almost has him over… no! LISA SPINS HIM AND VOLTAIRE FLIPS ON HIS BACK! LISA KIPS UP! VOLTAIRE IS BACK UP, LISA WITH A SUPERKICK, NO! VOLTAIRE CATCHES HER LEG! LISA TRIES ANOTHER ENZINGUIRI, SHE MISSES AS VOLTAIRE DUCKS! LANDING HARD ON HER STOMACH, HE MUSCLES HER UP INTO A GERMAN SUPLEX FOR THE PIN!
ONE!!!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THRE…..
Persephone: Lisa kicks out, this is never ending!
(Voltaire slams the mats, he looks at the referee slapping his hands faster, but the official shakes his head. Voltaire gets up and he grabs Lisa, he starts banging her head on the mat before picking her up for another Buckle Bomb.)
James Peters: Voltaire ready to end this, no! LISA FLIPS HIM OVER! VOLTAIRE LANDS ON HIS FEET! HE TURNS AROUND AND RUNNING, SPINNING BIEL THROW! VOLTAIRE IS DOWN! HE GETS BACK UP SLOWLY, LISA WREN GOIES FOR A KICK, NO! SHE GETS A FOREARM TO THE FACE! VOLTAIRE WHIPS HER INTO THE TURNBUCKLE, CHARGING IN, LISA GETS HER FOOT UP, HOPPING ON THE SECOND ROPE, SHE DIVES… VOLTAIRE CATCHES HER IN MID-AIR WITH A POWERSLAM!
ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THREE…..
Persephone: Great, Lisa with her shoulder up.
Rich Russillo: AND VOLTAIRE IS BESIDE HIMSELF! HE GRABS HER BY THE HAIR, HOISTS HER UP OVER HER SHOULDER… NO! SHE SLIPS OUT FROM BEHIND BACK CRACKER! VOLTAIRE HITS HARD AND SPRINGS BACK UP TO HIS FEET, TURNING INTO A KICK FROM IN THE MIDSECTION…..
James Peters: SWINGING RELEASE FISHERMAN’S BUSTER ON VOLTAIRE BY LISA WREN AND THIS ONE IS OVER!
Persephone: YES. PIN HIM!
(Lisa drops down for the cover and hooks both legs…)
ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(DING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DING!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
(Lisa rolls off Greg Voltaire and stays on her knees as the referee lifts up her arm in victory. “If” by Janet Jackson starts to play throughout the arena after another impressive win.)
Bella Braxton: The winner of the match…. LISA WREN!!!!!
(Lisa rolls out of the ring quickly and smiles, looking at Voltaire who is slowly stirring, she starts to make her way toward the back.)
James Peters: Another big win by Lisa Wren over a game newcomer in Greg Voltaire. She is on a roll and I think since being arrested by the Prince, Lisa has come back with an absolute vengeance.
Rich Russillo: I have to agree, she has been on fire since and only looks forward to see what this Unique Opportunity is and what she will get out of it.
Persephone: I am just happy this was over fast, you go girl!
(Lisa continues to walk back with confidence while the referee checks on a moving Voltaire.)
(Commercial for Dr. Bethany Blue’s Hospital, which will definitely be making a lot of money following Shock Value.)
(Once Voltage returns from a commercial break, it’s before things can get going that instead viewers are greeted to a replay of the Electrified 30-Minute Hardcore Ironman Match from Shock Value between Ms. Extreme and Rex McAllister! It begins by displaying early parts of the match where Ms. Extreme gets a lighttube to the face before she shockingly stabs at Rex with a fork that she retrieved from her boot and eventually stabs it into Rex’s head. The match manages to see its action get taken backstage: Ms. Extreme’s spine-tingling screams are just as horrifying as they were the night of Shock Value as she has her hand is slammed down onto a hot burner, which is only exacerbated by the fact that Rex uses the glass of a shattered coffee pot to have it stabbed into Ms. Extreme’s palm! Cutting ahead, Sierra Bradford nearly finds herself in the crossfire as Ms. Extreme drags Rex to the make-up area and Sierra flees from the scene before the make-up artist can even finish, leaving Ms. Extreme to take a hot curling iron to Rex at 10 minutes left of the match with neither of them having scored a fall! With a minute left and finally back in the ring, the urgency has set in as they’re seen going for signature and finishing moves that are seemingly all blocked or thwarted until Ms. Extreme captures Rex into a Red Handed! However, with three seconds left, Rex counters into a pin but Ms. Extreme kicks out before the referee can reach a full three count to send them into overtime!)
(15 minutes for overtime are added and they’re back at it again, trying to go after each other with a taser, steel chairs, Ms. Extreme’s signature shattered glass bat that Rex grabs barehanded, and at one point, Ms. Extreme finds and tries to introduce to the match the knife used on Andrea Valentine from 2019’s Bloodsport! It comes to a back and forth exchange of the two Elitists continuing to beat the absolute hell out of each other, all up until Rex crashes through the barricade after Ms. Extreme moves out the way! With literally a few seconds left on the clock, Ms. Extreme gets Rex onto the North Korean commentary table but just as she looks to put him through it with the Twist of Fate, Rex looks to counter with the Rex Effect! But just as the clock hits 0:00 and as soon as they come down into contact with the table, they’re engulfed in a massive explosion as the table explodes! The smoke clears but it’s clear with how neither of them is moving that they simply can’t continue and the referee calls for a no contest to be ruled for this physical, bloody, and gruesome match-up :wow:!!!)
(With the replay fading out, sniffling can be heard coming from commentary and there’s no mistaking it for being anyone other than Persphone.)
James Peters: Are… are you crying? :skip:
Persephone: How could anyone not be after having to watch that?! That bitch Ms. Extreme literally tried to kill my Rexy! She’s fucking insane! And she pulled a knife on him too?! I want her arrested, sent to prison – she deserves the electric chair!
Rich Russillo: To be fair, it did appear at one point that it seemed like Rex might’ve had intentions of putting to use an electric carving knife on Ms. Extreme before it was no longer an option for him :lupe:
Persephone: And?! Ms. Extreme’s face is practically begging for a makeover! But who the hell cares about her anyway? Sure as fuck not me! Rex had to be stretchered out of Shock Value because that stupid bitch just wouldn’t lay down and take the loss, no doubt just so that I’d be forced to see her torment Rex for 45 minutes. She’s sick in the head.
James Peters: :mjlol: I doubt you were weighing that heavily on her mind. But as we’ve come to find out, because of all he went through in his match against Ms. Extreme as we’ve just seen again, Rex isn’t able to be here tonight-
Persephone: BOOOOOOO!!!! This is all Ms. Extreme’s fault; we should look into seeing if we can get her fired tbh.
James Peters: But rest assured, as Rex will be appearing via a pre-recorded statement in a matter of moments here-
Persephone: YAAAAASSSS!! Finally, something for me to actually want to pay attention to before I tune out again- AND I JUST GOT WORD IT’S COMING ON NOW! EVERYONE SHUT YOUR MOUTHS! REX IS ABOUT TO SPEAK!!!
(Cutting away from the commentary table, the view switches to the tron where Rex is in fact appearing in a pre-recorded video from his home! Seated in a chair and offering a small wave, it can be seen that Rex is sporting stitches on his forehead and bandaging around his hand, while there are other bandages that are wrapped around his torso as well as having some coming up around his shoulder.)
Rex McAllister: At Shock Value, Ms. Extreme and I went to war once again, throwing our absolute best at each other and not a bit less, to the point where we didn’t see a fall occur in the regular amount of time. But honestly, in a match like that between myself and her, could anyone have expected anything less?
(He chuckles, a small but still noticeably proud smile appearing on his face.)
Rex McAllister: It’s yet another match with her that I won’t be forgetting, and I think it’s safe to say that after all we went through that no one else will either. It was back and forth, it was bloody, it was a real test that was pushing us both to our limits, it was the kind of fight that I have no doubt that we wanted to give each other. That’s something that I think that the both of us can look back on and be proud of. We didn’t back down, we didn’t give in, we didn’t think to call it quits – we didn’t stop fighting. And honestly, if we had had the chance? I think we just might’ve even gone as far as to try to make sure that we got a real winner out of it all in the end. That’s just the kind of competitor that I know Ms. Extreme is, that’s who I am – but there’s nothing that can be done about it now and it doesn’t do any good to linger bitterly on that when there’s more to come ahead.
Rex McAllister: The Electrified Ironman Match might have me here at home resting up and keeping me from being there to say all this in that ring this week, but that’s not what I’m focused on. That’s not where my attention is at or what I’ve got running through my mind. See, where I’m planning on putting my attention is on the next FPV – I’m already thinking about Grand Rampage. Everyone should know what that means to me, and with the way that it’s coming right up, I’ve got every intention of being the one who wins the Grand Rampage Match this year.
(The virtual crowd can be heard cheering in the background as Rex nods his head, declaring himself for the historic Grand Rampage Match, which he also won last year!)
Rex McAllister: We’re probably not going to see some of the stuff that went down at Shock Value between me and Ms. Extreme happen during the Grand Rampage, but I’m willing to come out here and say that I’m looking to go the distance. All that I went through at Shock Value just for things to end up the way that they did just speaks to how I’m determined once again to push and break boundaries, push myself to accomplish the massive task that I did last year and, in doing so, put myself into the main event of Pain for Pride for the fourth time. I looked at Shock Value as another way to start dispelling some of the takes people want to have of my career and where it’s at now, that I’m not who I used to be, that I can’t be just as good or maybe even better than I was when I was charging ahead toward the EAW World Championship after winning Grand Rampage last season. But like I said to Ms. Extreme over the week of Shock Value: my time is over and done when I say so. And as far as making good on my time in Grand Rampage and fighting to another victory will go, it wouldn’t only just be a historic feat to win it two years straight but it’ll mean continuing on building my legacy. It’ll mean quieting down the naysayers and the people who want to believe that my time at the top is done, come and gone as if I’ve been phased out of the conversation. Just as quickly as they started salivating at the chance to create the narratives that my time’s up, just how much are they gonna struggle to change it up again when I’m headlining another World Title match on the biggest stage?
Rex McAllister: I’m under no impression whatsoever that there won’t be people lining up to tell me that I already had my chance, that it should be someone else, or how they’ll be trying to speak with some finality about how it actually will be someone else, but no way am I falling back just to appease someone else’s desires. There’ll be plans to try to talk me down like I’ve taken some spiral down the ranks, plans to try to take away from what I can do in this match this time around – I’m sure they can’t wait to pounce on all that under the idea that I can’t capture a moment like this with the way things have gone for me. I won’t act like I’m unaware of where they got the idea in their heads in the first place, but every comment and criticism fired off is just an incentive to the motivation that I already have when it comes to what it already means for me to get back to where I was. I’ve proven that my name belongs to main events, I’ve proven my name belongs to the Hall of Fame, I’ve proven I’ve earned my recognition – but I’m not finished building on my success.
Rex McAllister: The challenge that Grand Rampage presents is a great one, there’s no doubt about that. But when I’m making open challenges, when I’m jumping at the chance for something like an Electrified Ironman Match that wasn’t even offered to anyone else on Shock Value originally – I think it’s safe to say that there’s nothing about this where I’m not willing to stand my ground and meet everything head-on. Grand Rampage provides an even greater chance to still correct a lot of narratives, and with what it offers not even just in what it guarantees for Pain for Pride, that’s an opportunity that I’m not going to let slip through my fingers. I expect plenty to want to step up and take their chance, but they have to know what’s coming their way because I’m dead set on taking advantage of this. It won’t be long before I’m out there proving exactly what I mean, letting my actions do so much of the talking – that’s when you’ll all know for yourselves that for what I had lost that I knew and showed that I’ll have stood to have even more to gain, because when it comes to winning the Grand Rampage Match for another time, I’m going back to back.
(Rex looks at the camera with a determined expression, set and unwavering for the viewers to see after voicing his intentions for the Grand Rampage event. The feed of the video then cuts out, the cameras coming back to the trio at the commentary table.)
James Peters: HUGE news coming from Rex himself as he announces himself for the Grand Rampage match :wow:!!!
Persephone: I’d say Terry should just give Rex the EAW World Championship, but I guess he’s being generous and allowing Terry some extra time with the title? It’s the only explanation that makes sense 🤷♀️
Rich Russillo: After his appearance in last year’s Grand Rampage that saw him win, like James said, this is big news! Does he have it in him to really pull off back to back victories?!
Persephone: Umm, who the hell are you to question him, Rich? He won last year, so really, whoever the hell else had plans of entering can hang it up because Rex is going to reign supreme with another Grand Rampage win that gives him the Pain for Pride main event like he deserves!!!!! 😍
James Peters: Whether or not he wins remains to be seen, but one thing that I’m sure we can count on is Rex going all out to deliver! Rex’s presence in the match is surely going to have an effect and I can’t even begin to imagine what great impact an Elitist like him will have on it – just another reason to make sure that you don’t miss Grand Rampage on May 1st, live from Kyle Field in College Station, Texas!
(With Rex’s announcement for Grand Rampage still having the crowd cheering, it’s just as Persephone tries to start arguing about how she didn’t like James and Rich not outright declaring with her that Rex would be the winner of the Grand Rampage Match that the scene fades.)
(Commercial for Xander Payne’s plastic surgery services, where he turns all of his patients into Xander Payne lookalikes.)
(Backstage.)
(In the offices of Captain Charisma we find the Commissioner of Voltage sitting at a long table with the EAW Board of Directors including HRDO, Ashten Cross, and Jon Conning. Captain Charism does look a bit flustered after having to explain himself after the Shock Value FPV where most of the top stars were hurt and by medical orders were told to take the week off, hence why this week is a smaller card than usual. The Captain paces some, he has been in this type of situation before explaining the card and his actions to the board especially after certain FPV’s, where the Board is looking at the safety of their Elitists and how extreme Voltage has become.)
Captain Charisma: Listen, gentlemen, I understand your concern here especially after Shock Value, but not only did we set the tone of the final cycle of Brand FPV’s this Season 14, but we also had one of the biggest viewerships in the company. Trust me, I see what your worried about, these Elitists are the best in the world, they are able to do whatever it takes to make it right to the top and I more than love Voltage, I feel we are the leading brand in the EAW. We have the top stars, look at Territorial Invasion and how we dominated, but look at our athletes, from Terry Chambers, SOSA Henderson, New Eden, Rex McAllister, Ahren Fournier, TLA, Ms. Extreme, the list goes on and on with how much talent this brand is filled with and while Showdown had a tremendous show last night with Under Siege, I stand by my brand and our product.
HRDO: I don’t think that the product and the brand are in question, it is the content, the safety of the Elitists, and we are looking at shortening their careers and to top that off, we are also a few major lawsuits waiting to happen. My biggest concern is robbing Peter to pay Paul, Captain, I look at this week’s show, and while the roster is stacked from top to bottom, there are a lot of key Elitists missing from the card tonight because they were not medically cleared to compete. Shock Value is like pouring yourself with gasoline and running through a brush fire, we are talking about dangerous waters we are treading here.
(Captain Charisma nods, but not in agreement, he does see where HRDO is coming from, but he still stands by his decisions and product. Captain Charisma tries to continue explaining himself…)
Captain Charisma: I hear where you are coming from. Shock Value, like Bloodsport and Wicked Games can be very violent and brutal. I think we offset this though with a great weekly program and our matches sent into the Tri-Brand FPV’s. Every Elitist knows full well when signing the contract what to expect on the Gold Brand. I can assure you that I went to every Doctor, every medical professional and had all the competitors go through an extensive check after the match to make sure that no one had to be hospitalized with any serious and impeding ailments or injuries. Yes, we had a few burns, some cuts and pretty massive injuries but nothing debilitating that a week’s rest wouldn’t do. My decision to keep certain wrestlers from competing tonight was more precautionary than anything, all of them could have wrestled tonight, it was my decision to give them the extra rest just in case, is all and we still have a top-notch card with a huge Main Event and some great action. We just saw our Unique Opportunity winner, Lisa Wren defeat a promising newcomer, we have some superb matchups, I again stand by my decision and the product.
Jon Conning: We have seen in the last season some pretty brutal things, these Elitists are not going to have long standing careers with the EAW, they will be shortened if this continues, do you understand that?
Captain Charisma: Yes, but they are the best athletes….
(Conning cuts him off quick.)
Jon Conning: That doesn’t matter, if they are put the grinder, I mean take some of these instances, we have had nail beds, exploding barbed wire tables, Taipei Death Matches, look I get it, the product is loved and people flock to watch it, but come on, there are electrical burns, there was a damn Electric Chair, while Voltage has had a history of these types of events, at some point we need to start re-evaluating things.
Ashten Cross: We are on your side Cap, but at the same time we are part of the Board and we have to do our job too for the better of Voltage and that includes the safety of our wrestlers. You have your hands full, and I am not saying that Dynasty and Showdown are not guilty either, but at least much as Ryan Wilson was a pain in our asses he was smart enough to make his hardcore match last night Unsanctioned which clears us from any legalities, not saying it is right by any means, not at all, but at least we know that legally we are safe.
(The frustration was ready to boil over on the Captain, he looked extremely taken back, yet standing his ground as this was nothing new to him. Captain Charisma sighs, pacing a little before standing his ground again.)
Captain Charisma: I appreciate the concern, and I know that you all have a job to do, but so do I, and I care about every single one of our Elitists, they mean the world to me and there is nothing I want more than to ensure their safety at any cost, but we also have a show to run and matches to put out, I assure you that all my Voltage Elitists have been cleared to compete that wrestled at Shock Value. All Voltage Elitists are “Completely Fine”.
HRDO: Almost all.
Captain Charisma: Okay, Azrael, but aside from that, I am very happy with how the show turned out. HRDO, you know me better than anyone, there is nothing I would do to endanger my Elitists, I….
???: BULLSHIT!
(Captain Charisma suddenly turns as the door had been kicked open, Minerva walks in followed by Myles and last is Drake.)
Captain Charisma: I am in a meeting with the board and now is not the time for this! If you want to talk to me, we can do it in my office after the show and….
Minerva: NO! We are going to talk now, because we don’t give a damn about the board or you!
Myles: I think you should hear the lady out, mate. She is not in a good mood and neither are we!
Captain Charisma: Drake, Minerva and Myles, if you have grievances they are duly noted and I will talk to you individually or together after the show, now please get out before….
(Minerva is right up to his face, Drake with his hands together almost in prayer smirks as Myles nostrils flare up.)
Captain Charisma: Back up Miner….
(Drake quickly cuts him off mid sentence.)
Drake King: She will do nothing of the sort! You did this, Captain Charisma! You set ALL THREE of us up at Shock Value. There was nothing you wanted more than to kill Minerva’s momentum after she defeated Terry Chambers. First, somehow the wrestlers her and Myles defeated in Rex McAllister and Ms. Extreme were gifted a victory thanks to TLA. Then not only did they “lose” at Shock Value, but right when I had Terry and SOSA defeated, out comes Malcolm Jones! Malcom Jones just walks out and costs me the World Title much like Raven Roberts did to Minerva, and what did you do?
Captain Charisma: I….
Minerva: REWARDED THEM! You tried to kill my momentum! Myles!? He was well on his way to being the greatest National Elite Champion of all time but somehow Landerson gets involved right!? The minute we do anything we are reprimanded, but you lay out the fucking red carpet for all the heroes! Stay back!
(Minerva points to HRDO, Cross and Conning along with the rest of the folks there.)
Myles: We are listening to this piss you’re spewing to the board; you don’t give a damn about New Eden, we threaten the very livelihood of this show and you rather weaponize Shock Value against us and use it as the feel good story for your favorites, but what happens when it blows up in your face? Because if you think for one moment we are just going to wither and die after Shock Value, you are sadly mistaken!
(Drake shakes his head, Minerva is still in the face of Captain Charisma while Myles blocks the other members, Drake now comes in next to them.)
Drake King: Think you are slick!? Think that putting me up against Sierra Bradford tonight is going to change things? You think this is some sort of punishment? I am competing at Reckless Wiring because New Eden does whatever we feel is right, and you can only blame one person here. Yourself, Captain. Raven didn’t deserve what you gifted her, and now she is prancing around thinking this is now over because she said so. TLA doesn’t deserve gold, he earned nothing and yet you gifted him too. Terry Chambers lost to Minerva, yet you allowed him to compete and defend the title against me and SOSA, where I had the match won until Malcolm Jones showed up, and here we go again, GIFTED. It seems to me like you have been given a lot of handouts lately and while the board continues their fake concern over the athletes who were hurt at Shock Value? Sister Minerva?
(Minerva turns around to show the burn marks on her back, the various cuts and bruises.)
Drake King: Brother Myles?
(Myles unbuttons his dress shirt from the suit he is wearing, burn marks and cuts all over him. Drake then does the same showing off his injuries while HRDO, Jon Conning and Ashten Cross sigh and look at one another seeing their point.)
Drake King: But not us, nobody cares about New Eden because we are here to purify this company, rid it of corruption and greed and instead? YOU ARE HOLDING US DOWN AND DOING WHATEVER IT TAKES TO DESTROY US BEFORE WE ARE EVEN OFF THE GROUND!?
(Minerva giggles, sniffing Captain Charisma…)
Minerva: I smell fear.
Captain Charisma: ENOUGH! You are not going to barge in here and bully me in front of the board! I am in a very important meeting and you three could have waited, but instead you think that I am against the New Eden!? FINE! Want to see how I respond to that!? Simple! DRAKE, MYLES AND MINERVA!? ALL THREE OF YOU ARE NOW ENTERED IN THE GRAND RAMPAGE MATCH!
(HRDO, Jon Conning and Ashten Cross, the rest of the Board look on wide-eyed, a bit surprised. Myles cracks a smile; Drake starts to laugh as Minerva smirks.)
Drake King: And New Eden will main event Pain For Pride when this is all over.
Captain Charisma: Whatever, now get the hell out of my office!
(Myles and Drake backs away, Minerva though tilts her head then licks the side of Captain Charisma’s face much to his disgust, quickly wiping it off during a pandemic. Biting down on her lip she starts to laugh.)
Myles: What did he taste like, love?
Minerva: Chicken, people like him always taste like chicken.
(Drake looks on not pleased but knowing that he was able to get something out of this for New Eden. The trio walk out, and Myles slams the door behind them. Captain Charisma sighs, turning to the Board.)
Captain Charisma: Now, where were we?
(Captain Charisma stands there, upset how things went down but knows that New Eden is even a bigger problem now they have a chance to do what they had promised, leaving him no choice.)
(Commercial for AppleBees featuring Ronan Malosi and their new brand ambassador, Jake Smith.)
[SCREENBAR – Backstage at Shock Value, 8 days ago.]
(The scene opens up to show a dark room, with the camera showing a broken film effect through the lens. The camera appears to be planted somewhere, and not at all high enough quality to be considered one of EAW’s. The lights would be completely off, however, the planted camera also has a filter that makes the room somewhat visible, and in the back of the room lies a reflective, black rectangular box, lying up on top of a stand, covered by a dark blue velvet sheet. Rustling is heard behind the camera, before the door is opened at the other end of the room, bringing light into the room, revealing that the box is actually a casket.)
???: Alright where is that- What the hell? Who died?
(Inside walks a janitor, sporting an incredibly curly mullet, and an overgrown mustache, looking fresh out of the 80’s, underneath a green cap that reads “Beware: A big hunk is wearing this cap.)
Janitor: Man I just needed that bucket and I took the wrong turn, now I’m in a morgue. :pain: Not again. Last time this happened I ran into a ghost. At least I got a selfie though! Pretty radical.
(The janitor shrugs it off, and turns around before the door slams shut almost on its own, and locks.)
Janitor: Ay! Open up! You can’t just lock me in like that!
(The janitor begins to bang on the door using his fists, even headbutting the door at one point, looking to be let out, only to get no response.)
Janitor: Ha-ha, very funny! You got me! Now open the door… Wait I have no friends backst-
(The janitor all of a sudden hears a noise from behind him, but he’s not exactly sure what or where it is.)
Janitor: Hello…?
(The janitor enters combat mode, raising up too fists, and doing it wrong, placing his thumb inside of his hand so if he were to punch anything he’d simply break it. He stumbles around the room, terrified, unable to see. All he has is his audio, all he can do is listen, and all he can hear is the rustling around him. Through the camera, we can see a small figure in the background appearing and disappearing with the glitch of the lens, and in the foreground, the confused janitor, with an uneasy look on his face. He clearly senses imminent danger, but he doesn’t know what from.)
Janitor: Is this God? Are you still mad about that one car I crashed into? I’m real sorry about that, feller. Please forgive me, oh wise one. Leader of the land.
(But his stalker would be far from God, in fact, it would be the work of the devil. From the shadows of the room, the darkness not even the filter can cover up, walks Lizzie The Doll, rusty, burnt, barely clinging on to the only life that she can hold onto. The janitor wouldn’t see this, but as before, he would be able to hear. Hear the white noise get louder and louder, rumbling the planted camera, as the janitor quickly covers up his ears, and begins to scream. He drops to his knees, with his body shaking, scared as to what’s going on.)
Janitor: I CAME IN HERE… FOR CLEANING EQUIPMENT… NOW I’M GETTING ASSASSINATED!
(The white noise would all of a sudden come to a stop, as the man drops to the floor and begins to take heavy and deep breaths, trying to recover. The camera glitches once again, as Lizzie The Doll stands in front of the man, instead of behind. However the janitor wouldn’t see her, burying his head into the ground, away from all sight of the possessed killer doll. Lizzie would slowly tilt her head at the sight of the janitor, who quivers in fear on the ground.)
Janitor: Please don’t… please don’t kill me- AYO!
(The janitor looks up to see Lizzie The Doll, before crawling away backwards, only to be pressed up against the casket, seemingly cornered.)
Lizzie The Doll: …
(Lizzie begins to take slow, jerky steps towards the janitor which freaks him out more than Rich Russillo gets freaked out on the commentary desk. The janitor would only see the outline of the doll, until it got closer, where he’d see the burn marks, the melted skin, and the burnt off patchy hair. His eyes would widen even more, and his lip would begin to quiver. He’s clearly trying to speak but nothing even comes out.)
Lizzie The Doll: — .–. . -. / – …. . / -.-. .- … -.- . – .-.-.-
Janitor: :comeagain: What the fuck did you just say?
(Lizzie had used the white noise to be able to talk in morse code, however the janitor didn’t understand a word of it. So, to communicate how she normally would, she would make the white noise louder to an ear bleeding level, forcing the man to fall over onto his side, covering his ears as he screams loudly. The camera begins to rattle, however it doesn’t fall over, despite the lens getting more and more cracked than it already was.)
Janitor: You… how did you do that? And why do you want me to open the casket?
(Lizzie activates the white noise again, getting louder than before, probably bursting the janitor’s ear drums by now. However this reaction wouldn’t be screams, he’d merely fall over and begin to cry, be humiliated on live television, even if he doesn’t know it. Lizzie then slowly backs away from the man, seemingly giving him mercy, as she stops the white noise blaring through his ears. The, now sweaty, janitor slowly begins to push himself off the ground, and as he does so his arms display fear as they shake to the point where he might as well just start pushing himself back onto the floor, making it way more difficult for him to even stand.)
Janitor: Alright… alright! Just stop hurting my ears, and I’ll do it.
(The janitor walks towards the casket, taking a few more steps, before grabbing the lid. He sighs, before opening it up, to reveal Shane Gates, lying with a burnt vest, and a slightly burnt chest. The janitor gasps and takes even more deep breaths.)
Janitor: And now… I close it?
(The janitor looks back towards Lizzie, as she stares at him with a menacing look, just showing how she can manipulate anyone with fear, if she does it well enough. The janitor closes the lid, before jumping back, as electricity scorges through the inside of the casket like death row’s tanning bed, lighting up the room completely.)
Janitor: What the…
(The janitor looks on in confusion, and shock, before the electricity all of a sudden cuts out, as the white noise rises through the room for a few seconds, before dropping back to silence, back to darkness. The only sounds heard are breathing… but the janitor isn’t the one doing it… neither is the doll.)
Janitor: …
(All of a sudden, the casket door swings open with a loud bang, completely on its own as the janitor continues to watch on in fear, knowing fully well this place is haunted, before a familiar face sits up out of the casket. He’s alive! Shane Gates is alive!)
Janitor: :dahell:
(Shane Gates climbs out of the casket, taking deep breaths, as if he was just risen from the dead, before looking up to see Lizzie… then the janitor. A face he doesn’t know, a face he doesn’t care for.)
Shane Gates: All I saw… was darkness. The casket door was shut… but all there was… was darkness. No light. DARKNESS! THE VOID! A NEVER ENDING VOID, A VOID THAT CUT ME OFF FROM LIZZIE… That cut me off from victory. You…
(Shane Gates begins to walk towards the janitor, before grabbing his shirt.)
Shane Gates: Do you know how that feels? Do you know what the terror of being cast away from reality feels like? Don’t answer that. I know already. You haven’t, but don’t worry, because you will. YOU WILL!
(Shane Gates grabs the janitor by the throat, before dragging him over to the casket, and placing his arm over his own. He lifts the janitor high up into the air, merely by his neck, before slamming him down into the casket, creating a loud crash, shaking the entire room, and making the man ascend into the heavens above.)
Shane Gates: Lizzie… I’m sorry. But we have work to do. As for this punk? His job is fucking over.
(Shane Gates reaches over and grabs the door to the casket, before slamming it shut, causing the electricity to activate one more time. The man screams like bloody mary as he is roasted from the outside inward, electricity scorging through his body, a painful way to go out. His screams are finally met with a last breath, as the electricity meets its end, and that would be the last ever heard from him.)
Shane Gates: Come with me, Lizzie. We have a lot to catch up on.
(Shane and Lizzie begin to walk towards the door, before he opens it up wide. Together, side by side, they walk off, and slam it shut, leaving the casket inside. Voltage then fades back to ringside.)
Rich Russillo: https://i.kym-cdn.com/photos/images/newsfeed/001/819/180/c7b.gif
James Peters: Wow…
(Voltage fades to a Commercial break for the podcast ‘Southern Fried True Crime’ promoted by Kensingten Calhoun-Astor. Need further proof that the South is a dirty place? ‘Southern Fried True Crime’ focuses on some of the most vile and corrupt crimes the South has ever seen. Check it out on Stitcher today!)
(Voltage returns from break and fades to the backstage area. Sierra Bradford is seen standing in the interview area. She has been scheduled to speak to Sofia Clarke in just a few moments, and it’s obvious that the ‘Girl on Fire’ has had a lot of her fire extinguished recently. After two major championship losses in a row, not to mention the humiliation of being violently electrocuted at Shock Value and being used as a pawn against her own boyfriend, Sierra is certainly exhausted and weary. She’s not looking forward to her match with Drake King later on tonight, and she’s also got a match at Reckless Wiring next weekend. There’s a lot on Sierra’s plate right now, and the last thing she wants to deal with is the man who just walked up behind her.)
???: Sierra.
(The sound of Jayson Maximoff’s voice causes Sierra to roll her eyes as she turns around. The referee gives her a sheepish smile, which Sierra returns with a cold glare.)
Sierra Bradford: You are the last person I want to speak too.
Jayson Maximoff: Look. I know things got out of hand at Shock Value…
Sierra Bradford: Seriously? You tried to swing the match in my favor, even though I didn’t need any help. That’s not the type of competitor I am, and that’s definitely not how I want to be known.
Jayson Maximoff: I know. I know. I fucked up. My judgement was severely clouded, and I really regret my actions at Shock Value. I don’t think i can apologize enough for what happened, but I have to tell you the truth. The fact you got strapped to that electric chair and shocked with all that electricity absolutely gutted me. That was torture and you didn’t deserve that.
(Sierra’s glare starts to waver and her shoulders sag just a little bit. She really doesn’t have the energy to talk about Shock Value and what happened to her. It’s not like Voltage isn’t known for its barbaric nature and ridiculous matches, but being forced into an electric chair, strapped down, and electrocuted like a common criminal changes a person. Jayson reaches out and puts a comforting hand on Sierra’s arm.)
Jayson Maximoff: I’m sorry you had to go through that, and I’m even more sorry that I had a part in that happening to you. I want us to be friends and I hope you can forgive me.
(Weeks worth of frustration start to build and Sierra’s eyes glisten. As much as she tries to fight them back, a few stray tears slip down her cheeks. Jayson closes the gap between them and uses his thumb to gently brush away Sierra’s tears. In her vulnerable state, Sierra looks up at Jayson, and he looks down at her.)
???: DON’T FRICKING TOUCH HER!
(Drake King storms into the picture and grabs his girlfriend’s arm, pulling her away from Jayson.)
Jayson Maximoff: Me? You just jerked her by the arm so hard she nearly lost her balance.
Drake King: Don’t exaggerate when you were two seconds away from taking advantage of another man’s woman. You have been bothering Sierra for weeks now and I’ve had enough of it. She’s clearly annoyed with you and doesn’t want you around her.
???: She can speak for herself, you know.
(Candice Blair walks into the scene, and Drake gives her an icy look. He’s really not in the mood to deal with Voltage’s resident activist, but Candice doesn’t seem to care what Drake thinks. Sierra has pulled herself free from Drake’s grip, but she’s wrapped her arm around his waist, clearly wanting to be at his side right now.)
Drake King: Am I saying anything that you aren’t thinking, Sierra?
Sierra Bradford: I think it would be best if Jayson just leaves me alone.
(Drake wraps a protective arm around Sierra’s shoulders and Candice can’t help but make a disgusted face.)
Candice Blair: It’s your right to decide who you want around you, obviously, but why in the world would you want to be with someone like Drake King? The whole world is watching him treat you like a possession and belittle you, and you don’t seem to have an issue with it. Drake doesn’t respect women, like at all. I’m sure you heard what he said about my sister and the rest of the women, INCLUDING Minerva, who were fighting to become the first ever female King of Elite, right? He has constantly referred to you as someone who is weak-minded and in need of his guidance. You’re not his pet or his child.
(An extremely passive aggressive smile crosses Drake’s face as he stares down Candice Blair.)
Drake King: 🙂 Now Candice. I understand you have this rather strange obsession with meddling in the lives of other people and getting involved in their business, but one thing you will not do is get involved in Sierra’s business. We are a very happy couple in a healthy, pure relationship based on mutual respect for one another. In fact, we are happier than we have ever been, and despite this company’s best efforts to tear us apart and the way they constantly paint me in a negative light, Sierra knows the man I truly am. She doesn’t need you, or him, getting involved in her business.
Jayson Maximoff: Well if you ask me, Sierra would be better off without you around.
(Drake’s smile slips from his face and he turns cold once again as he looks at Jayson.)
Drake King: I don’t recall asking you.
(Candice turns her attention to Sierra.)
Candice Blair: You deserve better and I’m only telling you that because I don’t want to see you get abused or hurt. I watched Cameron go through that and it was hard for her to get out of her situation.
Sierra Bradford: I’m definitely not being abused.
Candice Blair: That’s what Cameron thought until it got out of hand and she was forced to open her eyes.
(Drake’s had enough. He snatches Candice by the throat and drives her back against the wall. Sierra and Jayson are both a bit shocked, and Candice desperately tries to fight her way free. Drake’s grip tightens and Candice starts to gasp for air.)
Drake King: You know who really deserved better, Candice? Azrael. Azrael deserved better. Your whole mission to free him and give him a better life resulted in him getting involved in a situation with Ahren Fournier and basically losing his life. We don’t even know if Azrael is alive and no one seems to have any answers when I ask that question. Sometimes people need rules and structure, and someone in their life to guide them, and the second Azrael was away from Mr. Jacobs, his life was lost. Do yourself a favor and stay away from my girlfriend because I promise you that you won’t like what happens if you end up upsetting her again.
(Drake sneers at Candice, pulls her away from the wall, and slams her back against it without mercy. The back of her head strikes the wall and Candice slumps to the ground, clearly dazed. Drake turns his back to her and holds his hand out to Sierra. She takes it and the two head off, with Sierra looking back to see Jayson kneeling down to check on Candice.)
(Voltage fades to the ringside area.)
(Returning to ringside, Bella Braxton stands inside the ring to announce the next match!)
Bella Braxton: The following singles match is scheduled for-
Virtual Crowd: ONE FALL!!!!
(“Spotlight Saviour” by Iggy Azalea begins to play to a mixed reaction, as Darcy begins to make her way out with the Universal Women’s Championship raised overhead!)
Bella Braxton: First, from Kent, United Kingdom… weighing 130 pounds… she is the Universal Women’s Champion, “The Leading Lady” DAAARRRRCCCCYYYY MAAAAAYYYY MOOORRRRGAAAANNNN!!!!
James Peters: Darcy May Morgan enters Voltage still the Universal Women’s Champion after a tough defense against Harper Lee back at Shock Value! While Harper can certainly be credited for having fought and willed her way at times through some of Darcy’s best shots, Darcy managed to put her away and retain the championship in her first defense!!
Rich Russillo: And if Shock Value served as any indication, she could have more to come :wow:!! But it also raises the question of who actually will be able to get that championship from her?!
Persephone: We should be talking about how it should’ve been Rex taking the title from Terry at Shock Value instead, because I mean, hello, who else is capable of it?! Clearly, not anyone else on this roster if Terry was able to get out of Shock Value with the EAW Championship!
(Darcy enters the ring and takes the time to proudly pose with the Universal Women’s Championship before “Faneto” by Chief Keef takes over! SOSA comes walking out, rolling his eyes at the reception he receives before starting to the ring!)
Bella Braxton: And her opponent, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania… weighing 191 pounds… “BULLETPROOF” SOOOSSSAAAA HEEEENNNDEEERRRSSSSOOONNN!!!
Rich Russillo: It goes without saying that SOSA would much rather be coming into this show tonight as the EAW World Champion, but it wasn’t meant to be, as Terry rolled him up at Shock Value to retain over him and Drake!
James Peters: A shocking conclusion to the match, as Malcolm Jones made his presence felt to neutralize Drake King as well! But SOSA finds himself in the perfect position to rebound if he can fend off Darcy! Having met in the ring before, these two are no strangers to each other; he was even one of the few Elitists Darcy defeated at Pain for Pride back when she won the Cash in the Vault briefcase! Since then, these two have officially solidified themselves as World Champions, which I think speaks to how far they’ve both come since that match :wow:!!!
Persephone: That’s cute or whatever, but when is SOSA gonna admit that he should’ve given up his spot in that match at Shock Value to Rex?! Sure, SOSA tried to win or whatever, I guess, but I’ve got no doubt that Rex would’ve done sooooo much better!
James Peters: SOSA came quite close to winning back the title actually, but he’s not looking to settle for coming close tonight! And Darcy looks to continue her title reign with another victory! But who’s going to have what it takes to come out on top?!
(SOSA Henderson comes to enter the ring and stands across from Darcy, who dismissively waves her hand at a taunting SOSA! With the competitors in place and Darcy’s title handed off to ringside, the referee calls for the bell!)
(DING! DING! DING!)
James Peters: Darcy and SOSA start off by circling around the ring for a moment with SOSA looking unfazed, and Darcy isn’t showing any sign of being uncomposed! The former EAW World Champion and the Universal Women’s Champion move in to lock up, Darcy trying to push back against SOSA but he overpowers her and backs her into the turnbuckles! The referee comes over as they remain at a standstill and calls for them to come out the corner-
Rich Russillo: SOSA JUST SLAPPED DARCY ACROSS THE FACE :damn:!!!
James Peters: SOSA seems to think that was pretty funny- BUT DARCY GRABS HIM AND STARTS FIRING OFF FOREARMS AS SHE MOVES THEM FROM THE CORNER! DARCY IN FULL CONTROL AS SHE QUICKLY CAUGHT SOSA OFF GUARD! Darcy gets him to the middle of the ring off those shots and follows through with a speedy snapmare to take him down to the mat- AND THERE SHE GOES STOMPING DOWN ON HIS BACK TO PUSH HIM DOWN, RUNNING ACROSS HIS BACK AND RUNNING TO THE ROPES! DARCY COMES SPRINGING OFF THEM WITH A DROPKICK TO KEEP SOSA FROM GETTING TO HIS FEET!
Rich Russillo: Darcy gets her hands on SOSA before he’s able to get up and Darcy returns the slap from earlier with one of her own just now! Darcy strikes with a knee to the gut before snapping SOSA’s head back with an uppercut prior to whipping him across the ring! SOSA comes bouncing off the ropes back to Darcy- but he slides through her legs and Darcy whirls around to find herself getting tackled to mat! SOSA starts unloading with a series of fists, taking the opportunity to surprise the champion here and keep Darcy from controlling things in the early going!
Persephone: If he really wanted to surprise her, he’d walk out of the match right now and get counted out never to return – I bet Darcy would never see it coming! A genius plan if you ask me!
James Peters: A genius plan? Sounds more like a surefire way for SOSA to lose this match :mjpls:
Persephone: And the downside to that happening at this very second is what, exactly? I wouldn’t be complaining! Especially since I wouldn’t be stuck watching SOSA bring Darcy to her feet and launching her across the ring by her hair; he’s totally just fucking with her right now.
Rich Russillo: The effects from Shock Value are clearly evident as Darcy comes sitting up in blatant pain! She starts trying to push herself up but here’s SOSA coming running from behind- AND THERE’S A DROPKICK TO SEND DARCY INTO THE CORNER! Darcy collides with the turnbuckles AND TURNS OVER RIGHT INTO A METEORA!! DARCY GETS TWO KNEES TO THE FACE AND SOSA STARTS COMING DOWN ON HER WITH MULTIPLE, RUTHLESS STOMPS TO STAY ON THE ATTACK!!
James Peters: The referee comes over warning SOSA that if he doesn’t get Darcy out the corner that he’ll risk disqualification! SOSA doesn’t bother responding to the official but it’s clear he’s heard him as he flings Darcy from the corner with a snap suplex! Darcy sits up holding her back AND THERE GOES SOSA RUNNING RIGHT PAST HER TO THE ROPES! HENDERSON SPRINGS OFF THE ROPES AND COMES CHARGING AT THE SEATED DARCY, STRIKING WITH A SHINING WIZARD TO PUT HER DOWN!!! SOSA WITH THE COVER!!!
OOOONNNEEEE!!!
TTTTTWWWWWOOO-
Persephone: Ew, a kickout, and that reminds me that was only just the first pin of the match meaning this one could be far from over! 🤢 The guy who couldn’t win back from Terry what is absolutely still Rex’s EAW World Title insists on continuing this match, as he comes to his feet and kicks the fuck out of Darcy’s ribs but I’m sure that’ll only get him a shitty two-count at best even though Rex could win a match off that move alone!
Rich Russillo: He’s actually not going for the pin yet, as he merely turned Darcy over with that kick! Darcy clutches at her ribs but SOSA comes down on her back with a stomp right to the middle of it as soon as she’s lying face-down! SOSA with another stomp to the same section before that’s followed by an elbow drop! Darcy finds herself in a bit more trouble here as SOSA crashes down onto her with a double knee drop and keeps himself planted there as he ties up her legs and then reaches over to get his hand just under her chin, then rolling backward into a bow and arrow stretch!
James Peters: SOSA keeps his shoulders up to prevent a count while pulling down on Darcy’s chin, all while she’s got her back bent out of shape over his knees! Darcy pries at SOSA’s hand but I don’t think she’ll get it as she can’t even see properly from this position; it’s already an uncomfortable spot to be in! Darcy continues pulling at his hand but SOSA seems determined to wear her down through this as he hasn’t broken his grip!
Rich Russillo: Darcy reaches up as the referee comes around to check on her and ask if she wants to quit- BUT DARCY SLIPS OUT AND COMES ROLLING OVER ONTO SOSA!! DARCY LANDS ON SOSA AND HE’S STUCK UNDER HER IN AN UNEXPECTED COVER!!!
OOONNNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWWWWW-
James Peters: SOSA kicks out and there they go getting to their feet with the former EAW Champion swinging for a clothesline! But Darcy ducks under it in time and SOSA spins back around into a side kick from the Universal Women’s Champion! Darcy has him doubled over with that and SOSA gets taken right off his feet as Darcy gets him to the mat with a suplex that she floats over right into a knee drop to the head, coming down right on SOSA’s skull not once, not twice, but three times in a row! SOSA turns over covering up his head clearly in pain!
Rich Russillo: But Darcy isn’t giving him a moment to rest! Darcy comes around and pulls on his wrists to bring his arms back and with her foot firmly on the back of his head, Darcy drives it down and SOSA goes face-first into the mat with SOSA having no way to brace for the impact! He tries to roll away but Darcy stops him at the ropes where she punches him over the head while bringing him to his knees and props him against the middle rope, his head hanging out over it- DARCY WITH THE SLINGSHOT GUILLOTINE LEG DROP!! DARCY’S LEG CONNECTS AND SHE GETS ALL OF IT!!
Persephone: New idea: we scrap this match and the rest of the show right here right now, and we just do replays of all of Rex’s victories for the rest of the night since he couldn’t be here! That over this is what 👏 we 👏 deserve 👏!!! Plus, I’d actually be interested in what’d be going on.
James Peters: :skip: Anyway! Darcy follows SOSA back into the ring and she grabs him just as he’s getting up to his feet, taking him to the corner from behind and repeatedly slamming Henderson’s head off the top turnbuckle! Darcy starts to unleash on SOSA with a multitude of kicks, having him trapped in the corner! The ring official makes his way over and ultimately has to back the Universal Women’s Champion up, all before Darcy shoves past him to get her hands on SOSA- but there’s a back elbow to the face!
Rich Russillo: SOSA pulls himself up onto the middle turnbuckle- AND DARCY MAY MORGAN RETALIATES BY SHOVING HIM OUT OVER THE TOP ROPE!! SOSA LOOKS TO TAKE A NASTY FALL- WAIT! HE HELD ON TO THE TOP ROPE! SOSA pulls himself up and has to block an oncoming punch from Darcy- AND DARCY DROPKICKS HIM FROM THE APRON BEFORE SOSA CAN MAKE IT THROUGH THE ROPES TO GET BACK IN!! SOSA HENDERSON DROPS FROM THE APRON AND TO THE GROUND HERE IN THE WORLD 1 THEATRE!!!
James Peters: Darcy rolls out under the bottom rope and grabs a hold of SOSA, bringing him to his feet and launching him into the barricade! He hits the floor but Darcy looks to give him a chance to breathe as she gets a hold of him again and runs him into the apron, SOSA having the hardest part of the ring driven against him back-first! Darcy takes advantage of the stunned SOSA by kneeing him in the stomach and proceeding to go slamming his head off it next, going further down the apron- AND SOSA TAKES A SPINEBUSTER INTO THE SIDE OF THE STEPS!! DARCY HAULS HIM UP AND DROPS HIM DOWN RIGHT INTO THE EDGE!!!
Rich Russillo: SOSA IS UNCEREMONIOUSLY DROPPED TO THE GROUND AFTER THAT AND THE WAY HE CLUTCHES AT HIS BACK SAYS IT ALL!! HE’S STRUGGLING TO EVEN TRY TO PUSH HIMSELF UP AS HE TRIES TO GET TO HIS FEET, BUT DARCY STOMPS DOWN ON HIM AND SHE’S LOVING THIS!! DARCY GETTING SOSA UP AND SHE SENDS HIM ROLLING INTO THE RING, SHE SLIDES IN AFTER AND THERE SHE GOES FOR THE COVER!!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWWOOOOO!!!
TTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHRRRR-
Persephone: I don’t what you guys are screaming for when her execution wasn’t good at all; but Darcy, SOSA, and literally everyone else could learn something from watching Rex do all these moves effortlessly. Maybe they can call it quits and they can get on that!
James Peters: SOSA appears to still be hurting but nonetheless capable of getting his shoulder up; he’s not done! Judging from the look on Darcy’s face though, that’s fine by her as she knows she’s got him vulnerable at the moment! Darcy takes him by the head but keeps him bent over as she throws a knee into the side of his skull! Darcy comes at him again with the same move- AND NOW A THIRD KNEE TAKES SOSA BACK DOWN AS SHE FINALLY LETS HIM GO, BUT ONLY AFTER POPPING HER KNEE UP INTO HIS FACE!!
Rich Russillo: AND SOSA ISN’T EVEN MOVING AFTER SHE JUST STRUCK WITH A PUNT KICK TO THE HEAD!! DARCY STRIKING WITH THAT JUST NOW LIKE SHE WAS TRYING TO TAKE HIS HEAD OFF!!! The referee calls for Darcy to stay back while he kneels down beside SOSA to try to get some sort of answer from him – if he’s not been knocked out then I’ll certainly be surprised, but it seems that he’s not responsive- DARCY GRABS SOSA FROM THE MAT AND SHE WHIPS HIM ACROSS THE RING INTO THE ROPES, SOSA SPRINGING BACK INTO A TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER!!! SOSA ENDS UP ON THE MAT JUST AFTER THAT AND NOW DARCY GETS HIM INTO A CAMEL CLUTCH SUBMISSION HOLD!!!
James Peters: Darcy may not get a tap out from this but she knows she’s working toward wearing SOSA down, and after these past few moments, she knows this is one good way to ensure that! SOSA reaches out from the ropes and even starts to drag himself toward them with Darcy still seated on him – a clear sign that he won’t be giving up! Darcy clobbers him over the head with a punch, making it that much more difficult to make the journey there; not only does that have to be annoying but anymore shots to the head and he’d end up disoriented, possibly even concussed!
Persephone: Listen, if that means an early stoppage to this then I literally don’t care about however this ends!
Rich Russillo: SOSA starts to near the ropes and Darcy is pulling back harder on his head, making it harder to breathe! But SOSA plans to see this one through as he comes maybe a foot away from the escape he’s looking for, SOSA looking to pull himself there- DARCY WITH THE MOONSAULT KNEE DROP TO THE BACK!!! DARCY DRIVES BOTH KNEES INTO SOSA’S BACK, AND AFTER THE BLOWS HE’S TAKEN THERE, THAT CAN’T BE GOOD!! DARCY PULLS HIM AWAY FROM THE ROPES AND SHE HOOKS THE LEG FOR A COVER!!!
OOOONNNNEEEE!!!
TTTTTWWWWWWOOOOO!!!!
TTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHRRRRR-
James Peters: SOSA KICKS OUT BUT IMMEDIATELY DARCY STARTS RAINING DOWN THE PUNCHES!!! THOSE CLOSED FISTS BEAT HIM OVER THE HEAD AND HE TRIES TO COVER UP, BUT OUR UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION IS NOTHING SHORT OF RELENTLESS!!!
Rich Russillo: DARCY IGNORES ALL WARNINGS FROM THE REFEREE BEFORE SHE STARTS BRINGING HIM TO HIS FEET, BUT STILL LANDING STRIKES! DARCY’S ONSLAUGHT TAKES HIM BACK AGAINST THE ROPES AND DARCY WHIPS HIM ACROSS THE RING- NO! SOSA COUNTERS AND DARCY RUNS THE ROPES- Darcy hooks her arms around the top rope to keep herself from springing back! SOSA comes charging and takes a kick to the stomach for his effort, sending him stumbling away from Darcy, WHO LAUNCHES HERSELF AT HIM IN A TILT-A-WHIRL DRAGON SLEEPER!! DARCY ENDS UP ON HIS BACK AND HE’S TRAPPED BACK IN A SUBMISSION AT THE HANDS OF DARCY!!!
James Peters: And this leaves SOSA with no sense of direction! Darcy’s worked his back over and he can hardly keep himself up under his own power; having his head cranked back isn’t doing him any favors! Darcy is content holding him in the middle of the ring like this and SOSA drops to a knee as he tries to will his way somehow out of this!
Persephone: The best way out of this is to tap out, that much I can tell! But will he? Probably not, because not only is SOSA clearly inconsiderate of what I want, but he’s the same guy who thought it’d ever be okay to rob Rex of the EAW World Championship. And now we’ve got Terry as champion, Minerva thinking she has a claim to it, Drake wanting to see it abolished or whatever – see what kind of chaotic mess the title picture’s turned into ever since Rex lost?!
Rich Russillo: Darcy looks to tighten her hold but SOSA is still determined to fight through this! Darcy yelling at SOSA to tap but he’s certainly not going to, and he’s actually pushing himself back up to a vertical base! SOSA’s unsteady and he seems to nearly fall over in his attempt of reaching out for the ropes, SOSA looking like he might collapse again- BEFORE HE STUMBLES HIS WAY INTO THE NEARBY ROPES!! SOSA ENDS UP FORCING A ROPE BREAK!!
James Peters: DARCY ISN’T LETTING GO THOUGH AND THE REFEREE YELLS AT HER TO RELEASE SOSA!! DARCY SCREAMS BACK AT HIM TO SHUT UP AND THE REFEREE ISN’T HAVING IT AS HE STARTS A COUNT! ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FI- Darcy drops down off SOSA’s back and kicks him from behind to send him falling over, clutching at his neck! Darcy shakes her head as she looks down at him before dragging him up to this feet and she whips into the corner-
Rich Russillo: DARCY GOES COLLIDING SHOULDER-FIRST INTO THE POST AS SOSA SIDESTEPS HER AS SHE CHARGED INTO THE CORNER!!!! AND NOW SOSA PULLS HER OUT THE TURNBUCKLES AND TO THE MAT WITH A SCHOOLBOY ROLL-UP!!!
OOONNNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOOO!!!!
TTTTHHHHHHRRRREEEEE-
James Peters: DARCY KICKS OUT!!! THEY GO TO RACE TO THEIR FEET BUT SOSA STOPS DARCY IN HER TRACKS WITH A GUT PUNCH BEFORE HE COMES TO STAND! DARCY STANDS STUNNED BEFORE SOSA STARTS TO HIT WITH FOREARM AFTER FOREARM, KNOCKING DARCY BACK AGAINST THE ROPES!! DARCY GETS WHIPPED ACROSS THE RING AND SOSA CONNECTS WITH A DROPKICK ON THE REBOUND!! DARCY LOOKS TO GET UP IN A HURRY, BUT THERE’S A POISON RANA THAT SPIKES HER DOWN ON HER HEAD!!!
Rich Russillo: SOSA MOVING WITH A QUICKNESS TO GET HIS HANDS ON DARCY! HE HURRIES OVER TO GRAB DARCY, DRAGGING HER UP INTO A BACKBREAKER OUT OF A BACK SUPLEX!! Darcy finds herself getting whipped off into a corner of the ring, SOSA charging in only for Darcy to get him up and out onto the apron- SOSA HITS A ROUNDHOUSE KICK FROM THE APRON AND DARCY GOES DOWN!! SOSA NOW GRABBING THE TOP ROPE AND HE SLINGSHOTS HIS WAY BACK INSIDE TO A DOUBLE FOOT STOMP TO DARCY’S ARM – THE SAME ONE THAT HIT THE RING POST!!
James Peters: SOSA grabs the arm and pulls Darcy up, twisting under the arm into an arm wringer! Forcing the arm to turn, that’s putting all kinds of stress on Darcy’s shoulder and she’s having trouble getting out of this one! SOSA now freeing up a hand to take shots at her shoulder before he pulls her in and up- A SHOULDER BREAKER FROM SOSA HENDERSON TO DARCY AND THE CHAMPION IS DOWN ON THE MAT CLUTCHING AT HER SHOULDER!!! SOSA COMING DOWN WITH A STOMP TO THE JOINTAND THAT GETS A YELP OUT OF DARCY!!!
Persephone: And he’s not even about to try to pin her? Soooo stupid! SOSA brings her to her feet against the ropes instead but Darcy manages to shove him away, keeping that other arm close as SOSA comes at her again-
Rich Russillo: This time getting a kick to the gut! Darcy tries to seize the moment by coming off the ropes with a flurry of punches, backing him toward the middle of the ring- SOSA WITH A KNEE TO THE GUT! SOSA GETS A HOLD ON HER AS HE SLAMS HIS ELBOW DOWN AGAINST DARCY’S SHOULDER AND PROCEEDS TO KICK A LEG OUT FROM UNDER HER, AND WITH THE ARM STILL CAPTURED, SOSA TAKES HER DOWN INTO A LA MAGISTRAL PIN!!!
OOONNNNEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOOOOO!!!
TTTTTTHHHHHRRRRREEEEE!!!!
James Peters: NO! DARCY KICKS OUT!! Darcy tries to hurry to her feet but takes a kick to the face that keeps her grounded, SOSA working quickly to maintain control of the match! The former EAW World Champion now grabbing the legs of The Leading Lady and he looks to step through, trying to tie them up but Darcy wriggles on the mat already trying to escape! SOSA’s looking for that sharpshooter but he’ll have to turn Darcy over and I don’t see that happening so easily!
Persephone: She probably should let it happen since she’s wasting all that energy trying to get out, when it’d all be better put to use in tapping out in just a few seconds here! But Darcy plans on being annoying as fuck, apparently, as she refuses to let SOSA end this match-
Rich Russillo: BUT THERE’S A STOMP TO THE STOMACH!! DARCY GOES STILL AFTER SOSA HENDERSON PUTS A STOP TO ALL THAT SHE WAS DOING TO BREAK FREE, AND NOW SOSA IS ABLE TO FULLY APPLY A SHARPSHOOTER!!!
James Peters: DARCY ISN’T COMPLETELY DOWN ON THE MAT THOUGH, AS SHE KEEPS HERSELF UP ON HER FOREARMS!! DARCY ALREADY EYEING THE ROPES THAT SHE MANAGED TO THRASH HER WAY TO WHEN SHE WAS TRYING TO SHAKE SOSA OFF BUT IT’LL JUST TAKE A LITTLE MORE TO GET THERE!!! DARCY DOESN’T EVEN ACKNOWLEDGE THE REFEREE ASKING IF SHE’LL TAP OUT AND SHE STARTS PULLING THEM TO- THE CORNER?! I DON’T THINK SOSA EVEN REALIZES!
Rich Russillo: BUT AS DARCY NEARLY COLLAPSES WITH THAT PRESSURE ON HER LOWER BACK, WILL SHE EVEN MAKE IT THERE?! DARCY STRUGGLES TO KEEP HERSELF UP AND TRUDGING FORWARD, BUT THE FACE OF THE WOMEN’S DIVISION IS DETERMINED TO MAKE IT!! DARCY GETTING CLOSER AND CLOSER TOWARD THE CORNER WHILE SOSA LEANS BACK INTO THE HOLD, HE COULD END UP BREAKING HER BACK!!!
James Peters: DARCY REACHING TOWARD THE BOTTOM TURNBUCKLE JUST A BIT OUT THE CORNER HERE, AND- DARCY PUSHES UP ONTO HER HANDS AND ROLLS UNDER SOSA TO SEND HIM INTO THE CORNER!! SOSA FALLS BACK INTO THE CORNER AND THE BACK OF HIS HEAD HITS THE TURNBUCKLES!!! DARCY WITH A CREATIVE ESCAPE TO KEEP HER CHANCES ALIVE!!!
Persephone: This never ending is probably what Hell must be like. :noah:
Rich Russillo: Darcy looks to distance herself from SOSA for maybe a moment here as she pulls herself in the opposite direction, but SOSA is already looking to shake off the sudden counter! SOSA starts after Darcy and looks to pull her up into a hold- but Darcy starts fighting him off with elbow shots to the side of the head! It starts being too much and SOSA’s forced to let go- DARCY STRIKING WITH FOREARMS TO THE FACE AND NOW THE CHAMP BLASTS SOSA WITH A KICK TO THE STOMACH!! DARCY NOW WITH A SUPERKICK THAT SENDS SOSA REELING BACK INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!!!
James Peters: DARCY THROWS HERSELF AT SOSA IN THE CORNER AND HITS A CORNER CLOTHESLINE, FOLLOWING UP WITH A NUMBER OF STRIKES THAT END WITH A KNEE GETTING DRIVEN INTO HIS ABDOMEN!! Darcy sets him up by laying him face-down across the middle turnbuckle- AND SHE COMES DOWN INTO HIS BACK WITH A KNEE DROP, AND SOSA’S BACK PRACTICALLY CAVES AS HE GETS SENT TO THE MAT JUST UNDER HER!!! DARCY BOUNCING OFF THE BOTTOM ROPE FOR A QUICK SPRINGBOARD STOMP TO THE SPINE BEFORE SHE BRINGS SOSA UP TO HIS FEET!!
Rich Russillo: AND NOW SHE LOOKS TO LIFT HIM UP INTO POSITION FOR THE “CURTAIN CALL”!!! DARCY GETS SOSA UP ONTO HER SHOULDERS- BUT SOSA COMES DOWN ON HER SHOULDER WITH ELBOW STRIKES TO FIGHT HIS WAY OUT AND SHE CAN’T KEEP HIM UP!! SOSA GOES SLIDING DOWN AND HE ENDS UP BEHIND DARCY, WHERE HE HITS WITH PUNCHES TO THE BACK!! DARCY DROPS TO THE MAT AND SOSA TAKES OFF INTO THE ROPES JUST AHEAD OF HER, AND HE COMES RUNNING BACK-
James Peters: “FACE ACHE”!!! DARCY COMES BACK UP WITH A BICYCLE KICK AND SHE STRIKES SOSA HENDERSON RIGHT IN THE FACE!!! DARCY CATCHES THE FORMER CHAMPION WITH A TIMELY COUNTER AND DARCY COLLAPSES DOWN ONTO SOSA FOR THE COVER!!!!
OOOONNNNNEEEE!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWOOOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEEE!!!!!
Persephone: Now who told this fucker that he could kick out? 😐
James Peters: SOSA HENDERSON DOES KICK OUT AND DARCY SITS UP CLEARLY FRUSTRATED!!
Rich Russillo: Darcy looks to the referee but he assures her that SOSA got his shoulder up off the mat in time, but it’s obvious through her expression alone that she’s not buying it! That ref would be six feet under if looks could kill! Darcy brings herself to stand and she grabs SOSA along the way, looking to run him into the corner with a bulldog- BUT SOSA SHOVES HER AWAY INTO THE CORNER AND DARCY TURNS AROUND INTO A SHOULDER THRUST TO THE STOMACH!!
James Peters: SOSA TAKES DARCY OFF HER FEET REPEATEDLY WITH AS HARD AS HE’S GOING, MAKING SURE THAT DARCY IS AS WEAKENED AS POSSIBLE!! The referee looks to intervene as it’s clear that SOSA has no intentions of letting up- BUT DARCY RAKES THE EYES AND STARTS FIGHTING HER WAY OUT THE CORNER!! DARCY THROWS PUNCHES BUT SOSA RETURNS WITH HIS OWN, THE TWO OF THEM EXCHANGING BLOWS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!!!
Rich Russillo: BUT SOSA EVADES A PUNCH AND DARCY GETS WHIPPED TO THE GROUND WITH A SNAPMARE!!! DARCY TURNS OVER- “PAID IN FULL”!!! SOSA WITH THE CURBSTOMP THE BACK OF DARCY’S HEAD AND SHE GETS HER FACE PLANTED TO THE MAT!!! SOSA RUSHING TO DROP DOWN TO TURN HER OVER AND HE MAKES THE COVER!!!
OOOONNNNNEEEEE!!!!!
TTTTTWWWWOOOOOOOOO!!!!
TTTTTTHHHHHHHHHRRRRRREEEEE!!!!
Rich Russillo: DARCY MAY MORGAN KICKS OUT!!!
James Peters: SOSA SLAPS THE MAT, LIVID AS HE SHOUTS AT THE REFEREE THAT THAT SURELY HAD TO BE A THREE COUNT!! He gets two fingers held up in his face as the referee stays firm on the count! SOSA took one of his best shots on Darcy and the Universal Women’s Champion makes the valiant effort of kicking out! SOSA sits on the mat shaking his head looking irritated, before he finally gets a hold of Darcy and whips her into the corner! SOSA heads over lifting her to sit her on the top turnbuckle, and SOSA aims to follow her up!
Rich Russillo: SOSA gets to the middle turnbuckle when Darcy throws a punch to try to knock him down, but SOSA is holding on! SOSA fires back and catches Darcy in the face! SOSA swinging to keep her stunned but Darcy isn’t about to let him execute whatever he has planned without giving him a fight! Darcy swings at SOSA- BUT SOSA WITH A HUGE RIGHT HAND TO PUT A STOP TO DARCY TRYING TO FIGHT HIM DOWN!! SOSA climbs the rest of the way up and gets to the top rope!
James Peters: DARCY HOLDS ONTO THE TOP ROPE AS SOSA TRIED FOR A TOP ROPE HURRICANRANA!!! SOSA CRASHES TO THE MAT AND HE TURNS OVER GRABBING AT THE BACK OF HIS HEAD!!! SOSA JUST TOOK A SICKENING FALL AND I’M NOT SURE HOW HE RECOVERS FROM THAT!! And after a moment of catching her breath, Darcy comes down from the turnbuckles and takes off running into the ropes behind a kneeling SOSA as he’s still clutching at his head!!!
Rich Russillo: “DDD” DON’T DISS DARCY!!! THE SHINING WIZARD TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD CONNECTS AND SOSA GOES DOWN!!! SOSA IS OUT AND DARCY PUSHES HIM OVER ONTO HIS BACK TO MAKE THE PIN!!!
OOOONNNNEEEE!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWOOOOOOO!!!!
TTTTTTHHHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEE!!!!
Rich Russillo: SOSA HENDERSON GETS HIS SHOULDER UP OFF THE MAT!!!
Persephone: I WAS SO SURE THIS WAS FINALLY OVER!! AND HE HAS THE AUDACITY TO KICK OUT?! HOW?! WHY?! I DIDN’T DO SHIT TO DESERVE TO BE PUT THROUGH THIS 😭
James Peters: Darcy resorted to another finisher after SOSA had already countered one before, but he managed to kick out :wow:!!! Darcy pulls at her own hair as she tries to stay composed, but she surely has to be questioning how much SOSA has left in him and what it’ll take on her part! Darcy grabs SOSA and pulls him up- SHE GETS HIM UP TO TRY ONE MORE TIME FOR THE “CURTAIN CALL” AGAIN!!
Rich Russillo: BUT THIS TIME SOSA SLIPS OUT AND DOWN HER BACK INTO A SUNSET FLIP PIN!! BUT DARCY USES THE MOMENTUM TO ROLL BACKWARD OUT OF IT! DARCY IS UP ON HER FEET AND SHE SWINGS HER LEG FOR A KICK BUT SOSA DUCKS AND PULLS HER DOWN INTO A SCHOOLBOY!!!
OOOONNNNEEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOOOOOO!!!!
TTTTTTHHHHHHHRRRREEEEE-
James Peters: DARCY KICKS OUT!! DARCY ROLLING OUT OF YET ANOTHER PIN AND SHE DIVES OVER SOSA TO TAKE HIM DOWN INTO AN OKLAHOMA ROLL!!!
OOOONNNNNEEEE!!!!!
TTTTTWWWWOOOOOOO!!!!
TTTTTTHHHHHHHRRRRREEEEEE!!!
James Peters: SOSA KICKS OUT!!! AND THE TWO OF THEM RACE TO THEIR FEET!!! DARCY LUNGES FORWARD FOR A CLOTHESLINE BUT SOSA DUCKS! DARCY TURNING AROUND INTO A SPIN KICK FROM SOSA BUT SHE CATCHES THE LEG!!! DARCY THROWING HIS LEG OUT CAUSING SOSA TO SPINNING AROUND AND DARCY LOOKS TO CONNECT WITH A ROUNDHOUSE!!
Rich Russillo: BUT SOSA EVADES IT, THEN TRYING FOR A LARIAT ONLY FOR DARCY TO ESCAPE UNDERNEATH IT! DARCY THROWING HER LEG OUT FOR A BACK KICK WITH SOSA BEHIND HER BUT HE CATCHES HER LEG AND THROWS IT, AND SOSA GOES PULLING ON HER SHOULDER TO GET HER TO TURN AROUND IMMEDIATELY AFTER!! SOSA JUMPS UP FOR “STOLE YO BITCH” THE RKO OUTTA NOWHERE!!!
Rich Russillo: BUT DARCY LUCKILY MANAGES TO PUSH HIM AWAY JUST IN TIME!!! DARCY SLIPS OUT HIS GRASP BEFORE HE CAN HIT IT AND SOSA STUMBLES FORWARD!! DARCY HURRIES TO SPIN HIM AROUND FOR THE ADVANTAGE, AND THERE GOES DARCY LOOKING FOR THE “TTYN” LEFT-HANDED KNOCKOUT PUNCH!!!
Rich Russillo: BUT SOSA DUCKS UNDER IT WHILE HOOKING THE ARM WITH HIS OWN AND HE ENDS BEHIND DARCY!!! WAIT, LOOK!!! HE GETS DARCY’S OTHER ARM AND HE PULLS HER TO THE MAT IN A BACKSLIDE PIN!!!
OOOONNNNNEEEEE!!!!
TTTTTWWWWWWOOOOOOO!!!!
TTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHRRRRREEEEEE!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(Just after the bell sounds off, SOSA rolls out the ring as “Faneto” by Chief Keef begins to play, and Darcy looked prepared to go after him after coming out of the pin until a look of shock comes over her face as she realizes what just happened!)
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…. SOOOSSSAAAAA HEEENNNNDEERRRRSSOOONNN!!!!
James Peters: SOSA manages to get out of this one with a victory off the backslide on Darcy, who’s apparently still having trouble accepting the loss that just occurred; she can’t believe it!
Rich Russillo: In a sequence of back and forth pins and countered moves, SOSA Henderson scores a huge win over Darcy May Morgan! And SOSA looks awfully proud of that one, all smiles and maybe even a little amused as Darcy slaps the mat!
Persephone: Let’s be honest, we’re all just glad that this one is over!
James Peters: This seemed like it could’ve gone either way, and I think that’s what’s bothering Darcy as it seems like she was so sure that she was closing in on a victory! At one point, anyone watching would’ve had to have thought the same as she nearly put the former EAW World Champion down for the count, but it seemed like in a second, SOSA had turned the tables to squeak out with the victory, proving that he’s not exactly done shooting for the top or more opportunities to keep building on his success!
(SOSA makes it to the stage where he takes the time to arrogantly taunt a fuming Darcy, and Darcy finally looks away from the celebrating SOSA to angrily snatch the Universal Women’s Championship from the referee as it was handed to her. Cutting back to the stage, SOSA continues to celebrate his win as backpedals to the entrance area and eventually out of sight, upon which the scene fades out.)
(The camera pans backstage as a cameraman follows Hikari Kanno and Miku Sakai through the backstage area. The straps of their Unified Tag Team Championships glistening off the lights above. After a moment, Miku pauses and turns around at the cameraman)
Miku Sakai: Why the fuck are you following us? We have enough trouble with the simps hiding behind every corner and creeping up behind us all the time, we don’t need more disgusting perverts with cameras following us and filming us from behind.
Hikari Kanno: Hmmm….you don’t look like a simp. Don’t look as pathetic as Maxell or Donovan. Don’t smell as bad as a simp or a member of insurgency either.
Cameraman: I’m literally just a cameraman and I just work here. My job is to follow the two of you to Captain Charisma’s office so…
Hikari Kanno: Ugh shut up we don’t need to hear your story. It’s bad enough that we had to show up tonight instead of being at home relaxing after our matches last night. Just don’t get all pervy and shit like a sexpest, okay?
(The camera bobs up and down, indicating the cameraman agrees. IDOL-GUN turn back around with a cautious look on their faces before continuing on their path. The pair reach a door with the words “Voltage Commissioner – Captain Charisma” written in a large, bold font. Miku immediately grabs the handle and flings the door open before IDOL-GUN storm into Captain Charisma’s office. Captain Charisma looks up from his work as he fixes a smile, an attempt at a rather warm one masking his dislike for the pair barging into his office. He relaxes into his chair and stretches his arms out to welcome them in)
Captain Charisma: LADIES! Just the two Champions I’ve been looking forward to seeing tonight. I’m glad to see the two of you come through last night unscathed and back here with us tonight. I can’t give you enough praise for how you presented Voltage at Showdown’s Under Siege show. I think I speak for many people here on Sunday nights, even those who you’ve had your…lets say, disagreements with…that IDOL-GUN surel–
Miku Sakai: PRAISE? Motherfucker I LOST on a show that isn’t my own. I showed up to a Showdown show to face one of their deadbeat, talentless hacks and I couldn’t even beat her. Why was I there? Huh? Why did that match even take place when she bumped into me on OUR show to begin with? It was a waste of my fucking time, I gained nothing from the experience and to make matters the putrid stench of that place is going to stay with me for days, weeks even. Most of our fucking simps don’t even bathe and not even the worst of them is as bad as that place.
(Captain Charisma nods, understanding Miku’s frustrations or at least trying to understand them)
Captain Charisma: But it was still a great match! You fought valiantly and until the very end against an opponent who has had quite the career. Look at it this way Miku, you’re just a few weeks relatively into your career and you’re already a sought after name for other brands to have you compete on their shows.
Miku Sakai: God just shut the fuck up. I don’t want to hear it. “BUt iT wAs StiLl a grEaT maTCH!” and I still lost, okay? So why does it matter? I don’t want your pity or care about some personal victories.
Captain Charisma: I…I guess I understand. Hikar–
(The camera pans to Hikari Kanno standing by with her arms crossed and a look of displeasure on her face).
Captain Charisma: You’re also not happy?
Hikari Kanno: Fuck no I’m not! Did you see that bitch Londyn get involved in my match? It was like I was wrestling against TWO people with her presence at ringside. I didn’t even get to defeat him in a dominant fashion; she completely ruined a big and important match for me.
Captain Charisma: You still won :wtf:
Hikari Kanno: It was Jon fucking Kelton. I should have been putting my feet up, resting after a win within five minutes sipping on cocktails served to me by the fucking simps, not having to bust my ass and only pull out a victory with a roll up! I get that we have a lot of losers in this world including the one I defeated, but I’m just a little too good at this to be sitting back and acting ‘thankful’ that I at least won.
Captain Charisma: Sigh…you two are never happy…
Hikari & Miku: THE FUCK DID YOU SAY?!?
(Captain Charisma buries his hands into his head for a moment before sighing loudly, unapologetically which sees IDOL-GUN roll their eyes)
Captain Charisma: Look, it wasn’t perfect but it never really is. You two should have learned that by now. You both have done a tremendous job, working across two big shows back to back and you’re shaping up to compete yet another next week at Reckless Wiring. Very few Elitists can manage the schedule that IDOL-GUN have had so you should be quite proud of your efforts and the results so far, win or lose. The Unified Tag Team Champions can now say that they have had a presence on all three brands for several weeks and that’s a rarity.
(The ladies look at one another and shrug in agreement. Despite the workload, they’re happy for the attention they’re garnering.)
Captain Charisma: It’s just one more match and perhaps then you’ve earned yourselves a rest. But I’ve got no doubt that IDOL-GUN will defeat Insurgency and bring those tag titles back to Voltage.
Hikari Kanno: Yeah, no shit you have no doubt about it. There’s absolutely no way that we’re going to give these titles up to a pair of dickless losers who are more than likely on a ‘no fly’ list than they are on anyone’s list of viable, legitimate threats to us and these Unified Tag Team championships. They didn’t do anything to earn a shot at these belts, a cowards attack and that’s just in line with their kind of people but you know what? Miku? I don’t think I’d have it any other way. They’ve got THAT much confidence and THAT much arrogance to demand a title shot on their brand’s event? Then we’re going to embarrass them on their own brand. We’re going to humiliate them on their own show and show the world that IDOL-GUN is truly the best tag team in the world today and that Hikari Kanno and Miku Sakai are the very best in the business. Period.
Miku Sakai: I’m sure they’re a rather proud pair of boys representing Insurrection – wait, I’m sorry, Insurgency – but they won’t be storming Reckless Wiring and seizing these titles from us. Nobody should have any hopes or expectations that the two most interchangeable, replaceable members of this terror group against creative and original ideas can stand toe to toe with us and do enough to defeat us. What makes them or anyone on Dynasty for that matter, think that they’re going to defeat us? Wear and tear over competing on three major shows back to back to back? Nope. I’m fucking pissed that I lost to someone like Consuela Rose Ava and I’m not going to let two sad cunts parading around as ‘threats’ be the team that we lose these belts to. It doesn’t matter what kind of match people vote for either, we’ll make their lives a living hell as we beat the piss out of them and keep our titles around our waist.
(Hikari nods with a wide, wide grin on her face)
Hikari Kanno: Right! Besides we can’t let people like them continue to hate people like us; times like these? It’s important for IDOL-GUN to stand up and be the shining, beacons of light to many other Asians in our communities and across the globe.
Miku Sakai: Yeah! Fuck the Proud Boys!
Captain Charisma: Woah okay hold on now I know you two don’t have much of a filter but this comparison could get us in trouble :lupe:
Miku Sakai: Who gives a fuck. You think it’s just a coincidence that they called themselves Insurrection and then an actual insurrection took place? Please. Insurgency is just as bad; IT MEANS THE SAME FUCKING THING. WHY DO WE HAVE TO DEAL WITH THESE DUMB CUNTS EVERY FUCKING WEEK. GOD.
Hikari Kanno: It doesn’t surprise me. Have you seen their antics? Or rather, attempted antics? They’re the kids who take a baseball bat to mailboxes and think they deserve to have their ‘crimes’ plastered all over the news. There’s hardly a decent thought among the lot of them, Jake and Limmy included. Those two just handpicked even dumber cunts to feel good about themselves. You don’t have to worry about IDOL-GUN losing these belts, there’s no threat from Insurgency regardless of who they were going to trot out against us; the weakest of the group just makes our task far easier. Nobody is going to contest us being the greatest tag team on the face of the earth and that will remain ever true after Sunday. Then you can shower us in awards and accolades for our incredible run over the last month; a rather hefty bonus would be rather fitting.
(Captain Charisma chuckles at the request but immediately stops realising the serious nature behind what Hikari said. Feeling slightly intimidated, he sinks back a little to avoid conflict)
Captain Charisma: R…right. In any case, you both have already deserved plenty of praise and respect. I’m sure if, or rather when, those belts return to Voltage next Sunday that there will be a decent reward waiting; after all, to be that impressive across all three major shows is something only a few can say, ever. Good luck ladies, even though I’m well aware that you don’t need it.
Miku Sakai: Please, shut the fuck up, luck is for losers. We don’t even think about it, neither should you.
(Both Hikari and Miku stick their middle fingers up at Captain Charisma though with confident grins on their faces. Captain Charisma likewise grins with reassured confidence that his Tag Team Champions will successfully do the job at Reckless Wiring. After a moment IDOL-GUN turn their backs to the Voltage Commissioner and make their way out of the room, closing the door behind them. Captain Charisma sighs heavily and relaxes into his chair as the camera fades to black)
[SCREENBAR – Calabasas, California]
(Ms. Extreme is via satellite in her home in Calabasas, California. She is wearing the scars and bruises from her Electrified Hardcore Ironman Match against Rex McAllister at Shock Value. She is sitting on her couch as she looks at the camera across from her. She seems quite calm in her manner, but she manages to do it in the ‘Ms. Extreme’ type of way where she still feels like her cocky and confident self.)
Ms. Extreme: I would love nothing more than to be on Voltage this week, but by the orders of Captain Charisma and medical personnel, I was advised to stay home and recover from my injuries. It sucks because when have I ever listened to everyone, but I knew in the long run, it would be the best thing for me to do, knowing that Pain for Pride season is around the corner and I’ll manage to find myself in this same position about one or two more times before June arrives, so I’m more than happy to comply for the sanity of Captain Charisma — even though, he denied me the twist on using a knife, but it’s nothing personal, he’s trying to run a show and avoid lawsuits. I get that, but one thing that everyone has to know is that I am stubborn and will refuse to drop the situation until I get what I want. :mjgrin:
Ms. Extreme: But, Shock Value, Rex and I wrestled for forty-five minutes. I’m not going to lie, if we wanted too, we could have fought all night. I don’t think that anyone would have been opposed to that. I think that many people would have loved nothing more than to find a conclusion to the match. Rex wanted to find a conclusion to the match. I wanted to find a conclusion to the match. If there was something to complain about the match, it would be that it left things unfinished between me and Rex. Perhaps, that will be something that I am looking to settle for him as we head towards the end of the season, but for the moment, we go back to our respective paths. I move on with my aspirations to become a world champion and I wouldn’t be shocked if Rex has his eyes on doing the same thing. As for me, it would have been nice that we determined a winner at Shock Value. I thought with everything lining up, it would have been me that walked out as the winner. With how things panned out for Rex after his victory at Bloodsport last season, I knew that whoever walked out of Shock Value with the win, would be on their way to main event Pain for Pride. I knew that they would find themselves in the EAW Championship match at the event. I have the gut feeling that it’s going to be the same thing going into Pain for Pride. It’s why I wanted to win the match. It’s why I wanted to stop at nothing to win the match, but it’s not what happened. It wasn’t in the cards for me, but I’m determined to get my shot at the EAW Championship or even the Universal Women’s Championship. Such a shame to see Race Baiting Bnntt fired though. Not. Good riddance to that piece of trash. Pretty much called that, didn’t I? Imagine Ms. Extreme ever agreeing with anything Veena Adams has done. Hell has truly frozen over. Don’t judge me for agreeing with Veena. My time to become a World Champion is upon me. I know I could dethrone Terry and I damn sure owe Darcy one.
Ms. Extreme: It’s a bold thing to say because it’s the same shit that I said about SOSA Henderson and honestly, if I had it my way, I would have dethroned him. I was about dethrone that dumb whore back at Road to Redemption until Eris LeCava crawled out from whatever fucking gutter she had been sleeping in. People like to talk about how many moments I have missed, but I will NOT be missing out on having MY moment at Pain for Pride. I am going to walk out of Pain for Pride with a world championship in my fucking possession. There’s no doubt that I could cross paths with any World Champion in this company and get a World Championship match in some way, but then, I would hear all of these repetitive garbage about how I didn’t ‘earn’ my match, so that’s not something that anyone is going to have to worry because I am going to earn my shot at whatever world championship I want in the best way possible. I am going to earn it in a way that people are going to know for sure that I did earn it. Before I mention that, there’s all this talk on whether I’ll be cleared to compete after what I went through at Shock Value. It took fucking NORTH KOREA to take me down. It took a fucking country to knock me off my feet and with a BOMB! Do people really think that they are going to be capable of keeping me down now? Are people going to think that they are doing their best when it comes to taking me down? Oh no, they’ll continue on with their piss poor efforts and think that they have a shot at taking me down, but it’s not going to fucking happen.
Ms. Extreme: Following the event, people are wondering what’s next for me on the agenda. They are aware of my destination, but they aren’t aware of what’s the next stop for me? Once I had gained consciousness, I realized that it wouldn’t be long until I would find myself medically cleared and back in the ring. I noticed that Grand Rampage was around the corner. It would mark one year since this whole thing with me began. I lost the Interwire Championship and it seemed like everything came crashing down for me. It seemed like I had lost a part of myself that night and it’s been difficult to recover from that. People have witnessed my struggle in these videos. They have witnessed me experiencing all sorts of emotions, but if one thing remained the same, it was my ability to keep pushing forward and don’t let anyone stop me. People would have love to see this ‘zero fucks’ mindset disappear from me. They thought that at Shock Value, they got their wish and that was me dead, but I’m not dead.
(Ms. Extreme sits closer, looking into the camera with an intensity in her eyes.)
Ms. Extreme: I’m not dead yet and that’s why I’m declaring myself for the Grand Rampage!
(A pop from the virtual crowd is heard in the background. With Ms. Extreme being one of the first announced names for the annual Grand Rampage match, there’s a little more anticipation in the air. ‘The Red Queen’ making her declaration for the match is going to make the competition look her way and see her as a target that they need to eliminate for the match.)
Ms. Extreme: Thirty Elitists will participate in this Grand Rampage. Twenty-nine of them will find themselves eliminated, but it’s going to be one woman that walks out as the winner of Grand Rampage. Over the next several weeks, there’s going to be people announcing their part in this match, but everyone is going to have to worry about me. Everyone is going to have to deal with this bitch taking no prisoners and throwing your asses over the top rope. I don’t care who you are, but no one is going to be ready for ‘The Red Queen’ and what she has in store.
(Voltage fades to a commercial for Falcon and the Winter Soldier episode 2, now on Disney+! Just watch it. It’s really good.)
(The camera fades to interviewer Sofia Clarke backstage with a microphone in her hand and the Voltage backdrop behind her.)
Sofia Clarke: After an ‘electrifying’ Shock Value last Saturday and the assurance from our Voltage Commissioner, Captain Charisma that the roster is fine, we have seen a lot of the fall out from the event, but it’s nothing compared to this woman, who managed to pulled the heist of the century when she defeated Catalina Flowers and Alexis Chambers in an Electric Floors Match and earned herself a ‘unique opportunity.’ Right now, I have the winner herself, Lisa Wren!
(Lisa Wren walks into the camera shot with a confident look on her face. There’s something different from her. Almost like she’s glowing due to the big victory that she got at Shock Value, but she’s trying not to show it too much, but there’s a ton of confidence radiating out of her.)
Sofia Clarke: Lisa, congratulations on your victory at Shock Value; it’s been a whirlwind couple of weeks for you, but I gotta know how you’re feeling about the entire thing?
Lisa Wren: Just like the competition last week, a lot of these bitches have been real quiet since Shock Value. What’s that? The cat got your tongue? Did I finally prove my worth in this brand? Did the stigma of Lisa Wren not amounting to anything on Voltage fall flat like Alexis Chambers and Catalina Flowers’ chances at winning the Electric Floors Match? A lot of my haters who constantly talked shit about me from their keyboards have been real cute since I won at Shock Value? “Oh, Lisa, I always knew that you would win!” “Lisa, I always knew that you would be something on Voltage. It was just a matter of when you’re going to break out!” “Lisa, I always believed in you!” That’s a whole lotta cap, but it took a lot of balls to try to insert yourself into the Lisa Wren bandwagon and not have me kick your asses out. There’s a part of me that’s in a good mood, so I recommend getting on my bandwagon now because I’m not going to allow it later. It sure beats being a fan of Catty and Blac Chyna, but anything beats supporting those two bitches who were talking all of this shit and couldn’t back it up when it mattered.
Lisa Wren: If you wanna know how it feels, Sofia, I am going to tell you how it feels. It feels amazing. It was one of the biggest wins of my entire career. The whole month with being in the Saudi jail, wondering if I was ever going to compete at Shock Value, getting out, getting a spot in the event and defeating two other women? That’s amazing and it just proves that I don’t give up easily. I don’t lose hope when things don’t look good for me. I get that this match didn’t look too hot for me. It was all about whether we were going to see Catty get her breakout moment or Blac Chyna redeeming herself from getting fired from Showdown. People thought that I was going to be another person in the match. Despite having the biggest story in the match, people thought that I was going to lose the match. They thought that I wasn’t going to be able to hang with those two bitches. “Lisa’s a choke artist!” “All she does is lose!” I’m aware of the comments from those keyboard caucasoids and all I gotta say is: “How do you like them apples?” It’s probably the first time that they were near fruit to begin with. Catty’s probably so embarrassed about losing to me after talking all of that smack, she might as well join Shied Rayns in the unemployment line. I also can’t wait for Alexis Chambers to cut a promo about losing to ‘the worst wrestler in the company’ or whatever is going to come out of that mouth of her’s. Personally, I really don’t care. I won the match and I don’t want to wait and find out what my opportunity is. I’m going to Captain Charisma’s office and make him tell me it —
???: You know that you got lucky at Shock Value, right?
(Lisa Wren looks across at Alexis Chambers who is still rocking the injuries that she gained at Shock Value. Alexis gets closer to Lisa before deciding to respond to what Lisa had said.)
Alexis Chambers: Let’s be realistic, Lisa because one victory at an FPV does not mean that your past is erased. I know that from experience, but let’s talk about Shock Value, shall we? Let’s talk about the fact that I had that match won. I had Catalina Flowers where I wanted her before you decided to take me out of the equation and take advantage of my hard work. Winning at Shock Value would have been amazing. I am someone who needs that opportunity and knows that she is capable enough to get the job done when it matters. You winning the match is nothing more than a waste of an opportunity because no one believes that you’ll be able to get the job done regardless of what that opportunity is for you. You took something from me at Shock Value and that’s something that rubs me the wrong way. You took my only chance of breaking out on Voltage and giving Ryan Wilson a giant middle finger on the talent that he just let go all because he’s a power abusing little cunt. It also provided me with a reality check — there’s always going to be people who take advantage of your hard work. There’s always going to be people reaping the rewards that you worked hard to get.
Lisa Wren: Wah, wah, are we gonna pretend that you wouldn’t do the shit that I did? Yeah, that’s what I thought. Don’t be coming at me like your miss holier than thou when your reputation in this company has revolved around someone. First, it was Jake Smith. Then, it was Dr. Bethany Blue. You wanna come at me for the way I am? You wanna say petty shit like you ‘forgot’ that I was part of the match, but I hope that when I threw your ass out of the ring, you remembered that I was always in that match and I hope you remember not to fuck with me because I’ll knock you on your little ass.
Alexis Chambers: I really would love to see you do that, Lisa. I defeated you back in December during the lead up to Road to Redemption. I’d defeat you again. How about next week? You versus me; one-on-one?
Lisa Wren: You’re on. I can’t wait to embarrass you again.
Alexis Chambers: We’ll see about that.
(Alexis Chambers backs away from the camera shot, leaving Lisa Wren standing. The scene fades elsewhere.)
(Voltage returns to ringside to show Bella Braxton standing in the ring holding an EAW-microphone.)
Bella Braxton: The following contest is a Champion vs. Champion match… and it is scheduled…
Crowd: For…
Bella Braxton: ONE…
Crowd: FALL!
(‘Ambitionz az a Ridah’ by Tupac hits the speakers as the sound of an engine is heard, as a half-Mexican half-American lowrider rides out onto the stage. The barking of Steroid Dawg is heard, next to TLA, who is driving said lowrider. He stops the car next to the stage, before opening the door, and letting Steroid Dawg out. Both of them walk onto the stage, where it become abundantly clear that TLA is using the National Elite Championship as a chain for Steroid Dawg, because he deserves it :blessed:)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and Gentlemen… please welcome your NEW EAW NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION… T…L…A!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Crowd: :blessed:
James Peters: The new champ is here! Being the one to dethrone Myles at last week’s Shock Value, in an amazing match! He’s probably not 100%, but when you’re TLA, you don’t need to be 100%!!
Rich Russillo: TLA inspires me. He inspires me to go out there and get lovely, beautiful women. He inspires me to get Persephone, and it’s obvious that I succeeded in following his footsteps.
Persephone: Not even close, virgin.
Rich Russillo: Haha. I love her banter.
(TLA kneels down and removes the National Elite Championship from Steroid Dawg, and instead puts on a real leash, that came from around his waist. He ties him up to the East-South ring post, before sliding into the ring, and holding up his championship.)
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
(‘Forgotten’ by Avril Lavigne hits the speakers, as the lights fade to a darker tone. The EAW Specialists Champion walks out onto the stage, but unlike TLA, she’s wearing a title, and not a leash. She begins to walk down the ramp, with her arms behind her back.)
James Peters: Another Elitist who defeated someone who was on a completely dominant run, here comes Constance Blevins, the one who defeated Kasey Kaos, and last week at Shock Value, Sierra Bradford, starting off her run with a bang!
Rich Russillo: Those three words, “defeated Kasey Kaos”, just helps me sleep at night. Everybody knows I am #AntiPsychopath, and that’s the best you can be. That should start trending on Twitter, quite honestly. I’m just that damn good.
Persephone: You have 2 followers. Your parents.
Rich Russillo: Only one of them has Twitter and they’re not even following me, jokes on you. Wait…
Bella Braxton: And introducing his opponent… weighing in at 120 pounds… SHE IS THE EAW SPECIALISTS CHAMPION… CONSTAAAAAAAANCE BLEEEEEEEEEVIIIIIIIINS!!!
(Constance Blevins slides into the ring, before raising up her championship as she stands on the top rope. She would remove her jacket, and drop down, before handing her title to the referee, and warming up for the match.)
James Peters: But the question is… which champion is superior??
(DING! DING! DING!)
James Peters: The bell rings and we are unde-
Rich Russillo: CONSTANCE BLEVINS RUNS FORWARD AND KNOCKS TLA DOWN WITH A LARIAT-
James Peters: BUT TLA DUCKS, AVOIDING ALL DAMAGE, BEFORE HITTING CONSTANCE BLEVINS WITH THE ‘CARTEL KICK’!!! THE PELE KICK LANDS ON THE SIDE OF CONSTANCE’S HEAD, AND NOW SHE STUMBLES BACKWARDS, FALLING THROUGH THE ROPES ONTO THE APRON! CONSTANCE BLEVINS WASN’T EXPECTING THAT WHATSOEVER, AND NOW SHE’S DAZED, SLUMPED OVER THE ROPES, RIPE FOR THE PICKING! TLA QUICKLY CLIMBS TO THE MIDDLE ROPE, HE HAS SOMETHING DANGEROUS PLANNED! WITH MURDER ON HIS MIND HE LEAPS!
Rich Russillo: CONSTANCE BLEVINS MOVES OUT OF THE WAY BEFORE TLA GETS TO CONNECT WITH THAT MUSHROOM STOMP, AND HE LANDS ON THE APRON, HE WASN’T EXPECTING IT TO MISS! CONSTANCE BLEVINS RUNS THE ROPES, BEFORE LOOKING TO HIT TLA IN THE STOMACH WITH HER SHOULDER- BUT TLA FRONT FLIPS OVER THE TOP ROPE, AVOIDING IT! :damn:
James Peters: TLA IS NOW THE ONE RUNNING THE ROPES, AS HE LOOKS TO CONNECT WITH THAT HURRICANRANA- HOWEVER CONSTANCE SWINGS A LARIAT BEFORE HE’S ABLE TO THINK ABOUT IT! BUT TLA DUCKS ONCE MORE, BEFORE LEAPING ONTO THE ROPES! SPRINGBOARD- NO!
Rich Russillo: TLA QUICKLY WENT FOR A SPRINGBOARD BACK ELBOW, HOWEVER CONSTANCE CAUGHT HIM BY THE ARMS, AND NOW LOCKS HIM IN A DRAGON SLEEPER! SHE TRIES TO PULL HIM TO THE GROUND, IN ORDER TO GET IT FULLY LOCKED IN, TO THE BEST OF HER ABILITY, BUT TLA PLANTS HIS FEET INTO THE MAT, AND TRIES TO REVERSE THE PRESSURE! HE BEEN WORKING ON THAT LEG DAY… much like me, hit me up Persephone.
Persephone: In what world would you ever think someone like me, a lady, would date you, a slob? You’re fucking disgusting, never talk to me again.
Rich Russillo: After all this time, you’re still playing hard to get-
James Peters: WAIT! TLA COUNTERS THE DRAGON SLEEPER BY RUNNING UP THE TURNBUCKLES, AND PLANTING CONSTANCE BLEVINS INTO THE MAT WITH A HUGE SLICED BREAD! RUNNING UP THE TURNBUCKLES AND TURNING IT INTO A SHIRANU, SLAMMING CONSTANCE BLEVINS ON HER SHOULDERS, AND QUICKLY TRANSITIONING INTO A COVER, HOOKING BOTH LEGS!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
TWOOOOO-
Rich Russillo: Constance Blevins kicks out almost instantly, clearly not enough to put her away yet, especially not this early in the match, but I wouldn’t expect anything else from the GOAT who put that psycho away :blessed:!!!
James Peters: Not again…
Rich Russillo: Did you not see what happened earlier? How do you expect me to even consider these psychos as anything but that? Kasey, Shane, all of em!
Persephone: I’m putting earmuffs on.
(In the background, Persephone would do just that.)
James Peters: But hold on a second, TLA isn’t finished! He was fully expecting a kick out, because now he pulls Constance’s legs down, with enough force to pull her upper body up into a standing position, BEFORE HITTING A LEAPING NECKBREAKER INTO CONSTANCE!!! WAIT NO! SHE CAUGHT IT! AND SPINS TLA AROUND INTO A DDT POSITION!
Rich Russillo: BUT TLA ABSORBS THE MOMENTUM INTO SPINNING OUT OF THE HOLD HIMSELF, A VERY SMOOTH REVERSAL (not as smooth as me) BEFORE HITTING A SHORT-ARM LARIAT- NO! CONSTANCE DUCKS THAT! THIS TIME SHE TAKES A RUN, AND JUMPS ONTO THE ROPES! SPRINGBOARD BULLDOG TAKES TLA DOWN! AND IT CONNECTS, CLOSING OFF A SEQUENCE WITH A HUGE MOVE, SPIKING HIM ON HIS FACE AGAINST THE MAT! WHEW! THAT WAS SOMETHING! CONSTANCE BLEVINS NOW GRABBING TLA AND LIFTING HIM UP, BEFORE THROWING HIM INTO THE CORNER!
James Peters: CONSTANCE BLEVINS CHARGES FORWARD AND COLLIDES WITH TLA WITH AN ELBOW- NO! AT THE LAST SECOND TLA GRABS HER FROM UNDER THE ARMS, AND LIFTS HER OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE OUTSIDE! BUT HE’S NOT RID OF HER THAT EASILY, AS SHE LANDS ON THE APRON, HANDS ON THE TOP ROPE, BEFORE KICKING TLA IN THE STOMACH THROUGH THE ROPES, DROPPING HIM STRAIGHT TO HIS KNEES! AND NOW CONSTANCE BLEVINS IS IN CONTROL, MOVING DOWN ALONG THE APRON, WITH TLA IN SIGHT… WHAT IS SHE GONNA… OH NO! RING POST ASSISTED TIGER FEINT KICK, SENDING TLA FLYING BACKWARDS INTO THE RING! HE’S NOT COMPLETELY KNOCKED DOWN YET, THOUGH!
Rich Russillo: CONSTANCE BLEVINS CLIMBS UP THE TURNBUCKLES, TLA IN HER SIGHTS ONCE AGAIN, NOW LOOKING TO KNOCK HIM DOWN UNLIKE PREVIOUSLY, GETTING TO THE VERY TOP, BALANCING HER WEIGHT, BEFORE STANDING UP TALL! SHE LEAPS INTO THE AIR, BEFORE PLANTING TLA WITH A DIVING MISSLE DROPKICK-
James Peters: BUT TLA… Walks out of the way?
Crowd: LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO :dead::dead:
James Peters: TLA literally moved out of the way of that, not dodging it, he WALKED out of the way she was diving, letting her splat against the floor, not giving a shit about catching her or anything!
Rich Russillo: You fuckin what?
James Peters: TLA then waits in the corner, lying on the top rope, with a smirk on his face, as Constance Blevins holds onto her back, not understanding what happened! She went into the ground full force, nothing to stop her or slow her down, nothing to catch her weight! She completely splat against the floor, and now TLA is finding this funny! But it being funny won’t last for long, as he quickly snaps back into reality, getting to his feet and kneeling down in the corner! Constance gets to her knees, as TLA runs forward…
Rich Russillo: TLA KNOCKS CONSTANCE BLEVINS DOWN TO THE GROUND WITH A HUGE RUNNING BIG BOOT, SLIGHTLY DAZING HER, AND HE CONTINUES HIS MOMENTUM AS HE RUNS TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE RING, BOUNCING OFF THE ROPES, BEFORE CHARGING BACK TO CONSTANCE! HE LEAPS INTO THE AIR, AND HITS A FRONT FLIP SENTON ONTO HER BACK, CRUSHING HER UNDERNEATH HIS WEIGHT! TLA SHOWING OFF GREAT AGILITY AND ATHLETICISM NOW, WITH HIS LUCHA LIBRE BACKGROUND! He’s also a HUGE inspiration for me, because he probably knows how to get flexible with all the position he knows when spending time with the bitches at the Poon Palace, very much like I do!!!
James Peters: Excuse me? Y’know what I’m ignoring that last part, yes TLA has fantastic agility, and I’m surprised that he can do this so effortlessly, but that’s what you get when you’ve been in the business as long as he has, with that Lucha background. It’s incredible how he can so quickly adjust his body in the air, it’s what a lot of people try to do and fail. This is why EAW have the supreme talent in the world, specifically on Voltage!
Persephone: Exactly, we have REX MCALLISTER! He can do it all, trust me, he can do it ALL. There’s nothing he actually can’t do, he’s just a maniac inside and outside of the bed- I mean ring. The ring.
Rich Russillo: Weren’t you wearing your ear muffs honey?
Persephone: Weren’t you using Tinder in hopes of getting laid, honey?
Rich Russillo: … I don’t need to answer that. That’s not professional, you see, and I’m the most professional man in this company, nay, this world! And I know you love a professional man, Sexyphone.
Persephone: I love a man who doesn’t stink of sweat, and doesn’t look ugly.
Rich Russillo: .
James Peters: And now TLA grabs Constance Blevins, lifting her up to her feet- OH! BUT HE WAS TOO LATE! SHE HAD ALREADY RECOVERED, AND NOW HITS HIM THE LEG WITH A HUGE ELBOW STRIKE! TLA DROPS DOWN TO HER LEVEL, AND NOW SHE’S THE ONE IN CONTROL! CONSTANCE BLEVINS GETS BACK TO HER FEET, BEFORE GRABBING TLA BY THE HEAD, AND SLAMMING HER KNEE INTO HIS JAW OVER, AND OVER, AND OVER AGAIN, ABSOLUTELY BRUTALIZING HIM IN A WAY WE’VE SEEN FROM CONSTANCE A LOT OVER THE YEARS! KNEE AFTER KNEE AFTER KNEE, STRAIGHT TO THE NOSE, PROBABLY BREAKING SOMETHING!
Rich Russillo: THIS IS WHAT WE LIKE TO SEE FROM THE SPECIALISTS CHAMPION ALRIGHT, SAID SPECIALISTS CHAMPION WHO ABSOLUTELY OBLITERATED A PSYCHO! AND NOW SHE’S SENDING TLA BACK TO THE POON PALACE WITH EV- WAIT NO STOP THAT TLA! HE GRABS A KNEE JUST BEFORE IT CONNECTS WITH HIS FACE!
TLA: (off-mic) Ay hermosa dama, u wanna head back to the Poon Palace after we’re done peleando entre ellos?
Constance Blevins: (off-mic) :dahell: No. Stop being creepy. We’re in a match.
TLA: (off-mic) Alright then perra, u asked for it. :ufdup:
James Peters: OH MY GOD! TLA JUST ROCKED CONSTANCE BLEVINS WITH A ‘SWAG SHOT’!!! THE PIMP SLAP STRAIGHT TO CONSTANCE BLEVINS’ FACE, AND ALL THAT DOES IS PISS HER OFF! SHE TURNS AROUND AND STARES AT TLA WITH NOTHING BUT ANGER IN HER EYES, WHILST HE SMIRKS AT HER, AND BLOWS A KISS! CONSTANCE ISN’T TAKING TOO KINDLY TO THIS, AND NOW SHE’S GOING TO GET HER OWN BACK! CONSTANCE BLEVINS FIRES TOWARDS TLA, BEFORE LOOKING TO TAKE HIM DOWN WITH THE ‘ABOLISHMENT’ RUNNING KNEE STRIKE TO TLA’S HEAD!!!
Rich Russillo: HOWEVER HE MANAGES TO MOVE OUT OF THE WAY AT THE LAST SECOND, AND RUNS THE ROPES HIMSELF! TLA RUNS BACK TOWARDS CONSTANCE BLEVINS, BEFORE LEAPING INTO THE AIR AND WRAPPING HIS LEGS AROUND HER HEAD, HE THEN HITS CONSTANCE BLEVINS WITH A HUGE HURRICANRANA, THE ONE HE WASN’T ABLE TO HIT AT THE START OF THE MATCH! CONSTANCE BLEVINS IS FORCED TO STUMBLE FORWARD, BEFORE FALLING AND LANDING ON THE MIDDLE ROPE, AND SHE’S IN PERFECT POSITION FOR ONE OF TLA’S SIGNATURE MOVES! COULD SHE HAVE DROPPED THE BALL, DID TLA USE HIS MIND GAMES SUCCESSFULLY? IT CERTAINLY LOOKS LIKE IT, AS TLA LOOKS TO HIT HIS OWN VERSION OF THE TIGER FEINT KICK…
James Peters: TLA RECOVERS TO HIS FEET, AND LOOKS BACK TOWARDS CONSTANCE, AND SHAKES HIS HEAD!
TLA: (off-mic) Shoulda said yes, es una pena. :francis:
James Peters: NOW TLA RUNS THE ROPES ONCE AGAIN, BEFORE BACK TOWARDS CONSTANCE BLEVINS! HE FLIES OUT OF THE ROPES, BUT HOLDS ON AND SWINGS AROUND… IT CONNECTS! THE ‘305’ TIGER FEINT KICK CONNECTS, SENDING CONSTANCE BLEVINS ROLLING BACK INTO THE RING, BUT UNLIKE TLA, SHE DOESN’T LAND ON HER FEET! TLA COULD BE GETTING CLOSER TO ENDING THIS ONE! HE RECOVERS TO HIS FEET ON THE APRON, BEFORE MOVING HIS EYES TOWARDS THE CORNER!
Rich Russillo: TLA just shoved both of his boots straight into her face, knocking her out cold! And now looks to be the end of the match, setting his sights on going to the top rope, and hitting his finishing maneuver! And if it connects, the match WILL be over, guaranteed! Constance’s only hope is getting up in the nick of time, or getting her knees up, or SOMETHING… ANYTHING! COME ON GOAT, YOU CAN DO IT! TLA IS ABOUT TO CRUSH YOU, PLEASE!
Persephone: At least that’s not me in there.
Rich Russillo: You’ll be in something soon. :mjlit:
James Peters: TLA begins to climb up the turnbuckles, preparing the end of the match, staring down towards Constance Blevins who hasn’t moved in the slightest, and if he gets there in time – if he leaps off the top rope in time – he could have this match in the bag! He could prove himself the better champion of the two, after just winning it eight days ago! The National Elite Champion climbs to the top rope, and stands up straight, looking down on Constance Blevins!!! TLA has it won!!!! HE LEAPS INTO THE AIIR…. ‘BURNOUT’ CORKSCREW 360 SENTON!!!!!
Rich Russillo: YES! YES! YES! YES! CONSTANCE BLEVINS HEARD MY WARNINGS, SHE REALIZED THE PROBLEM, AND SHE MOVED OUT OF THE WAY LITERALLY INCHES BEFORE INSTANT DOOM! WHAT A GOAT! TLA CRASHES AND BURNS AGAINST THE FLOOR, GIVING A NEW MEANING TO ‘BURNOUT’ AS IT FAILS TO CONNECT, AND TLA BURNS OUT ON THE FLOOR… I’m a genius at wordplay, man.
James Peters: :wow:… TLA is barely conscious right now, falling from a height such as that is going to do something to your body alright. There’s no way he’s not feeling the effects of it, but somehow he’s trying to fight through it, displaying the heart he has behind that funny, sexual cage. Haters will say he’s a one trick pony, but TLA has more than certainly proven them wrong, and not just tonight! Every single week he’s proved them wrong, and tonight is no different1
Rich Russillo: Don’t forget how Constance is getting up too! She took two feet to the face, just like I would if Persephone was right in front of me, but Constance had it way more brutally! But despite all of it she moved out of the way, and now she’s making a swift recovery! Goat.
James Peters: Constance Blevins uses the environment to her advantage and pulls herself up to a standing position using the top rope of three in order to recover, whilst TLA is left crawling towards her from behind! Constance turns around as she feels TLA tug on her boot… BEFORE SHE’S HIT WITH ANOTHER ‘SWAG SHOT’ PIMP SLAP!!! CONSTANCE BLEVINS’ EYES WIDEN ONCE AGAIN, BEFORE TLA GOES BACK TO LYING DOWN ON THE FLOOR, SLIPPING INTO AN ALL FAMILIAR POSE!
TLA: https://media1.tenor.com/images/906601c2086f71879ae58328f171e921/tenor.gif?itemid=16986721
Crowd: TRANQUILOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
James Peters: AND NOW TLA IS DISRESPECTING CONSTANCE BLEVINS BY COMPLETELY RELAXING HIMSELF, HOWEVER THIS TIME THE MIND GAMES AREN’T GOING TO CONSTANCE’S HEAD! SHE DRIVES HER BOOT STRAIGHT INTO HIS JAW, BEFORE KNEELING DOWN AND RAINING DOWN PUNCHES STRAIGHT INTO HIS HEAD, OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN, BRINGING ABSOLUTE PAIN TO TLA! EVEN AFTER CRASHING OFF THE TOP ROPE, NOTHING WILL CHANGE HIM, AND I’M SURE THIS BEATDOWN WON’T EITHER! IT’LL ONLY LOOSEN HIM UP FOR THE FINISH! CONSTANCE BLEVINS WANTS TO WIPE THAT SMUG GRIN OFF OF HIS FACE HOWEVER, QUITE LITERALLY TARGETING THE JAW, OVER AND OVER WITH A BRUTAL SET OF STRIKES, AND SHE’S NOT GOING TO SETTLE WITH PUNCHES!
Rich Russillo: CONSTANCE BLEVINS GETS BACK TO HER FEET, AND WALKS BACKWARDS TOWARDS THE TURNBUCKLES, BEFORE PACING BACK AND FORTH WHILST HOLDING ONTO THE TOP ROPE, GETTING HERSELF READY TO DO EVEN MORE DAMAGE TO THE JAW OF TLA! TLA BEGINS TO GET UP TO HIS KNEES, BUT THAT WAS THE WORST DECISION HE COULD’VE EVER MADE, BUT THE BEST ONE FOR CONSTANCE, AS THE GOAT CHARGES FORWARD, BEFORE PUNT KICKING HIM STRAIGHT INTO THE JAW!!! ‘BYE! BYE! DIE!’ IT CONNECTS! TLA SLUMPS TO THE FLOOR, AND THIS ONE IS OVER! CONSTANCE BLEVINS IS BRINGING HOME ANOTHER WIN, SLIDING INTO THE COVER!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEE-
James Peters: NO! SHE’S NOT BRINGING IT HOME! TLA KICKS OUT! TLA KICKS OUT! THE CORONA HOMBRE MANAGES TO POP THE SHOULDER UP IN THE NICK OF TIME, BEFORE THE REFEREE CAN EVEN COUNT THREE, TLA POPS THE SHOULDER UP AND THE MATCH CONTINUES!
Rich Russillo: HOW ON EARTH DID HE EVEN DO THAT? HE JUST GOT PUNTED IN THE FUCKING SKULL, WHY THE HELL IS THAT SKULL AS STRONG AS HIS PERSISTENCE WHEN IT COMES TO GETTING LADIES??? I mean bitches, TLA. Poons.
Persephone: I’m putting those ear muffs back on.
James Peters: I don’t even think TLA is conscious right now, that kickout was sheer instinct. TLA is completely out of it right now, lying on the mat in a starfish position, arms and legs stretched outward not moving. Constance Blevins, however, she can’t believe it. One boot to the jaw, rapid punches, and a punt yet STILL she couldn’t put him away. After near breaking his jaw, after nearly sending it out to the backstage area with a swift kick as if she was playing Football, TLA managed to kick out of it. It’s beyond me how that was even possible.
Rich Russillo: But Constance is about to make it lack possibility, as she grabs TLA and begins to lift him off his feet, using his hair as extra leverage. TLA is slumped, dead weight, but Constance manages to power through, and lift all 210 pounds up back to his feet… BUT SHE DOESN’T STOP THERE! SHE BENDS DOWN, AND TRIES TO LIFT HIM IN A FIREMANS CARRY POSITION, BUT BOTH THE WEIGHT IMBALANCE AND THE DAMAGE DONE THROUGHOUT THE MATCH MAKES IT MUCH HARDER THAN IT INITIALLY WOULD’VE IF SHE HAD BEEN 100% READY TO DO SOME HEAVY LIFTING!
James Peters: BUT EVEN THEN IT DOESN’T STOP HER, AS SHE BEGINS TO LIFT HIM RIGHT UP ONTO HER SHOULDERS, POWERING THROUGH THE IMMENSE PAIN IT’S PROBABLY BRINGING TO HER, TENSING UP HER MUSCLES, MAYBE EVEN TEARING ONE JUST TO GET HIM UP! LIFTING HIM ONTO THE SHOULDERS, SHE’S GOING TO HIT HIM WITH! JUST ONE MORE SECOND… HE’S UP! HE’S UP! TLA IS ON HER SHOULDERS, AND NOW… BACK DOWN HE GOES! CONSTANCE BLEVINS DROPS TLA OFF HER SHOULDERS, STRAIGHT INTO A KNEE LIFT! ‘THE FINAL EXPIRATION’ FIREMAN’S CARRY DROPPED INTO A KNEE LIFT HITS TLA STRAIGHT IN THE SKUL-
Rich Russillo: NOOOOOOOO! TLA QUICKLY COUNTERS IT INTO A SMALL PACKAGE HOLD! HE ROLLS HER UP, MAYBE FOR THE THREE!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-
Rich Russillo: YEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CONSTANCE BLEVINS MANAGES TO KICK OUT IN THE NICK OF TIME, POPPING THE SHOULDER UP LIKE TLA DID MOMENTS PRIOR! ONE NEAR FALL AFTER ANOTHER, NEITHER OF THEM WANTS TO GIVE UP, CONSTANCE BLEVINS DOESN’T WANT TO GIVE UP! TLA AND CONSTANCE BOTH RISE TO THEIR FEET, AND CHARGE HEAD FIRST AT ONE ANOTHER, AS IF THEY WERE IN A WAR! THIS IS VOLTAGE!!!
James Peters: BUT TLA IS THE FIRST ONE TO GAIN CONTROL, AS HE GRABS CONSTANCE BLEVINS FROM UNDER HER ARMS AND LIFTS HER UP HIGH INTO THE AIR, LETTING GO OF HIS GRIP, BEFORE TURNING IT STRAIGHT INTO A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT TO THE JAW! ‘VERY MEXICAN UPPERCUT’ CONNECTS! VERY MEXICAN INDEED, ADDING HIS OWN SPIN ON A MOVE USED BY MANY, ADDING ORIGINALITY TO EVERY TINY BIT HE DOES! TLA HAS THIS ONE IN THE BAG, AS HE NOW BEGINS TO RUSH TO THE CORNER, LOOKING AT A SECOND ATTEMPT AT HIS FINISHING MANEUVER, THE CORKSCREW 360 SENTON, THE ‘BURNOUT’!!
???: (off-mic) Over here, you piece of shit!
James Peters: ???
(The camera pans over to the stage, as does TLA’s head, where Myles and Minerva are stumbling down the ramp, still feeling the effects of their matches, which considerably slows them down.)
Myles:(off-mic) You heard me! We’re not done here, cunt.
TLA: (off-mic) Ay, perra fea! U come to see the title you lost? :mjlol2:
Myles: (off-mic) No… I’ve come to see your ass get beat.
TLA: (off-mic) That not gonna happen hombre, keep dreaming. :patrickboo:
Myles: (off-mic) I wouldn’t count on it…
James Peters: MYLES AND MINERVA HAVE TLA DISTRACTED, BEFORE CONSTANCE BLEVINS CHARGES TOWARDS HIM! ‘THE ABOLISHMENT’!!! THE RUNNING KNEE STRIKE TO THE HEAD, KNOCKING TLA OFF OF HIS PERCHED TURNBUCKLES! COVER!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-
James Peters: TLA HAS HIS FOOT ON THE ROPE!
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
James Peters: BUT MYLES PUSHED IT OFF!!!! :krabs:
(‘Forgotten’ by Avril Lavigne hits the speakers, as Constance Blevins slowly rolls off of TLA. Myles is seen chuckling on the outside, not really caring for the loss of his title, moreso how he lost. Constance Blevins rises to her feet and is handed her title, before Myles and Minerva slide into the ring.)
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… THE SPECIALISTS CHAMP-
James Peters: WAIT A SECOND! MYLES AND MINERVA! THEY’RE JUMPING TLA IN THE CORNER, KNEELING DOWN AND UNLEASHING ALL HELL! FOREARMS AND KICKS FROM BOTH OF THEM, THEY BEGIN A GANG ATTACK ON TLA!
Rich Russillo: THE COUPLE THAT WISHES THEY WERE ME AND PERSEPHONE GRAB TLA BY THE HAIR, AND SYNCHRONOUSLY DRAG HIM TO THE CENTER OF THE RING! UNLIKE SHOWDOWN’S COMMENTARY, I KNOW WHAT THAT WORD MEANS!
James Peters: MYLES AND MINERVA LIFT TLA UP ONTO HIS KNEES, FACING MYLES, BEFORE SLAPPING HIM IN THE FACE! TLA IS OUT OF IT, BUT THEY’RE STILL GOING THROUGH WITH IT… COINCIDING KNEE STRIKES AT THE SAME TIME, CRUSHING TLA’S HEAD IN BETWEEN THEIR KNEES LIKE A WATERMELON!
(Minerva stumbles backwards, before bumping into Constance Blevins, her former partner. She turns around, and they lock eyes. For just a moment Minerva stops paying attention to Myles and TLA, before Constance puts the title over her shoulder and walks out.)
Rich Russillo: You think Constance is jealous?
Persephone: No?
Rich Russillo: I mean like… if you saw me with another girl, you’d be jealous right?
Persephone: SKIP! SKIP QUESTION!
James Peters: Minerva shakes her head, before looking back at Myles and TLA… MYLES HAS TLA IN POSITION FOR THE ‘DE FACTO’! AND HE’S SIGNALLING MINERVA TO GO TO THE CORNER, AND SHE OBLIGES! MYLES LIFTS TLA UP INTO THE AIR, BEFORE PLANTING HIM INTO THE MAT! MINERVA THEN LEAPS TO THE TOP ROPE, AND CONNECTS WITH ‘HELLS BELLS’! THE SPLIT LEGGED MOONSAULT! ‘EXEGESIS’ DE FACTO HELL’S BELLS COMBINATION!!!
(Minerva gets back to her feet, siding away from TLA, as Myles stands behind her and grabs her by the waist. He gives TLA a disgusted look, before the two begin to walk away as Voltage fades to commercial.)
(A commercial for Andre Walker’s Mackey Donald D’s special burger, the “Mig Bac”, plays.)
(Voltage fades back to ringside, and Bella Braxton stands in the center of the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen…. The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!!!!!
Crowd: ONE FALL!!!
(‘Sk8r Boi’ by Avril Lavigne hits, and the virtual crowd begins cheering as Sierra Bradford walks out to the stage. It’s not the same Sierra everyone is used to though, as tonight she’s clearly not in the best of moods. Her two back to back title match losses and being forced to face Drake didn’t help, but her altercation with Jayson Maximoff and Candice Blair only made things worse.)
Bella Braxton: Introducing first… Residing in San Francisco, California… Weighing in at 141 pounds…. SSSSIIIEEEEERRRRAAAAA BBBBRRRAAADDDDFFOORRRDDD!!!!
James Peters: Sierra Bradford is here, and honestly I have to say I feel bad for her. She clearly doesn’t want to have this match of all matches, and this is right after a huge loss at Shock Value against Constance Blevins! Nonetheless, I’m sure we’re going to get a great match out of this.
Rich Russillo: Drake and Sierra know each other extremely well, and I’m wondering what that’ll mean going into this match.
(Sierra looks in the ring, and she can’t believe her eyes. Jayson Maximoff is the referee once again.)
James Peters: :lupe:
(Sierra immediately slides into the ring, walking up to Jayson.)
Sierra Bradford: (off-mic) Why are you here!?
Jayson Maximoff: (off-mic) It’s my job!
Persephone: Here we go again.
(‘Taking a Stand’ by Henry Jackman hits, and Drake King begins walking out to the stage to the sound of nothing but boos. Drake looks just as mad as Sierra once he notices Jayson Maximoff as the referee of the match, and he begins walking down the ramp shaking his head in disbelief. Having to compete in this match was bad enough, but now they’re doing it with Jayson officiating it.)
Bella Braxton: And her opponent… From the Dead Sea, Israel…. Weighing in at 225 pounds…. DDDRRRAAAKKKEEEE THEEE REDEEEMMMEEERR!!!
James Peters: Drake doesn’t like this, Sierra doesn’t like this, and I feel like we all know how Jayson’s going to officiate this. He apologized for his actions at Shock Value, but with Sierra facing Drake of all people I can’t see this ending well.
Rich Russillo: It’s probably taking a lot of restraint for Sierra and Drake to not lash out at Jayson or to just walk out on this match entirely.
Persephone: I REALLY hope they walk out on this match. That’s the best possible outcome.
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
James Peters: And here we go :lupe:. Drake King versus Sierra Bradford in the main event of Voltage is on, and neither of them look too happy! They’ve been put in a tough spot, as not only are they being forced to face each other but they’re doing it with Jayson Maximoff of all people as the referee! Things have been escalating between these three and now Candice Blair as of late, and honestly I have no idea what’s about to happen here. Are we actually about to get this match? Are Drake and Sierra really about to face each other?
Rich Russillo: I don’t know! This should be goo-
(Before Rich could even finish his sentence, Drake drops down on the mat.)
Rich Russillo: :comeagain:
(Sierra looks at Drake confused, before realizing what he’s doing.)
Drake King: (off-mic) Do it!
Persephone: PLEASE do it. Then I can leave :blessed:!!!
(Sierra isn’t sure whether or not she should pin Drake, who clearly is offering himself to her. Finally, she reluctantly goes for the cover.)
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Bella Braxton: Um… Here is your winner….. SSSIIIIEEERRRAAAA BBBBRRRRAAAAADDDDFFOOORRRDDD!!!!
James Peters: What the hell was that..?
Rich Russillo: Drake just handed Sierra the win….
Persephone: GOOD! Time to go home! I’m Persephone and nobody cares who the people next to me are! That’s Voltage, goodnight everybody!
(‘Sk8r Boi’ hits, and Drake gets right back to his feet with a smile on his face. The virtual crowd is actually booing, as they clearly wanted to see a real match between the two Elitists. Sierra looks a bit unsure of what just happened still, but eventually she just shrugs her shoulders as Drake raises her hand and Jayson Maximoff watches on.)
???: No. No. No. This is not happening, not like that.
(The virtual crowd begins cheering loudly, and Drake, Sierra and Jayson look at the stage, where Captain Charisma is seen with a microphone in his hand.)
Captain Charisma: This isn’t the Voltage standard. That’s not what these people tuned into Voltage to see. They wanted a real match between the two of you. You’re both extremely talented competitors with so much to offer, and THIS is what you give them in the main event of Voltage? You just hand the match over to Sierra and waste everyone’s time? I’m not having that. I’m not gonna disappoint everyone watching tonight all because you’re too scared of facing Sierra. People who throw matches will never be rewarded, and Drake I expect so much more from you now that you’re competing in the Grand Rampage match. I’m sick of whatever stupid agenda you’ve got going Drake. I’m tired of playing games, so you know what? I want this match restarted, and I’m suspending Sierra for 30 days if you try that shit again.
Persephone: Ugh… Why?
James Peters: THIS MATCH IS BEING RESTARTED! WE’RE GETTING DRAKE KING VERSUS SIERRA BRADFORD, IN A REAL MATCH THIS TIME!
Rich Russillo: And if Drake throws the match again Sierra Bradford will be suspended for a whole month!
(The crowd explodes hearing that the match is being restarted, and Drake can’t believe what he just heard. Sierra sighs and walks back into her corner, still not wanting to face Drake tonight. Drake finally walks back to his corner as well, but he’s clearly not happy at all at how things went. Captain Charisma calls for the bell, before finally he makes his way backstage.)
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
James Peters: And now this match is on once again, only this time we’re getting exactly what was promised to us! Drake and Sierra are circling the ring, and you can just see the look on their faces! Neither of them want to do this at all, but Captain Charisma really didn’t give them a choice! We all know how Sierra and Drake feel about this match, but in the end they’ll just have to suck it up!
Rich Russillo: The two Elitists reluctantly lock up, and Drake is able to power Sierra into the corner! I’m sure Drake wishes he could just throw the match again but if this ends anything like their first match moments ago, Captain Charisma will suspend Sierra!
Jayson Maximoff: (off-mic) ONETWOTHREEFOURFIVE! BACK OFF DRAKE!
Drake King: :comeagain:
Sierra Bradford:
James Peters: That was a fast count! Jayson counted that way too quickly, but Drake lets go regardless before backing up! The two Elitists now locking up once again, only this time Drake is able to lock in a headlock on Sierra! Drake is the bigger Elitist here and that power is definitely helping him out early on.
Rich Russillo: WAIT A MINUTE! You spoke too soon James, Sierra manages to power Drake into the ropes and that causes Drake to bounce off of them! Drake going for a lariat as he rebounds off the ropes, BUT SIERRA DUCKS UNDER IT BEFORE RUNNING THE ROPES AND HITTING DRAKE WITH A HURRICANRANA! Drake is quickly able to get to his feet as he stumbles into the corner, AND NOW SIERRA CHARGES IN- BUT DRAKE ROLLS OUT OF THE CORNER BEFORE SHE COULD HIT A HUGE FOREARM SMASH!
Persephone: 🥱 I can’t believe we’re actually being forced to watch these two wrestle right now. I could be watching Rexy matches somewhere where I don’t have to hear James and Rich screaming in my ears, but NOOOOO!!! I just HAVE to be here watching this all because Captain Charisma thinks people actually want to see this! Anyways both Sierra and Drake are back to their feet and it looks like they’re back at square one, because now there’s ANOTHER lock up 🙄. Is Drake even comfortable touching a woman this much? Captain Charisma should reconsider this.
James Peters: Sierra manages to get Drake in a hammerlock, BUT DRAKE MANAGES TO PULL HIMSELF DOWN BEFORE ROLLING OUT OF THE HOLD! Drake pulling Sierra into an arm drag, and now he immediately puts her in a grounded rear chinlock! Honestly as these two keep trading holds I have to wonder if they’re contemplating just tapping out and putting this match to an end. They know they can’t do that though, and thankfully it looks like they’re actually going to give this match their all! Sierra getting back up to her feet, AND NOW THERE’S AN ELBOW TO DRAKE’S MIDSECTION! ENZUIGIRI-
Rich Russillo: NO! DRAKE BACKS AWAY AND SIERRA LANDS ON THE MAT! Sierra getting back up- AND DRAKE WENT FOR A ROUNDHOUSE KICK BUT SIERRA DUCKED UNDER IT BEFORE PULLING DRAKE DOWN FOR A SCHOOL BOY PIN! ROLL UP BY SIERRA!
ONETWOTHR-
Rich Russillo: :comeagain: !!! DRAKE MANAGED TO KICK OUT, BUT WHAT WAS THAT!? JAYSON MAXIMOFF JUST COUNTED THAT PIN WAY TOO FAST AND NEARLY COST DRAKE!
(Both Drake and Sierra look at Jayson, who just holds his hands up. Neither of them are amused with his bias and how he’s pretty much trying to hand Sierra the win.)
Persephone: Jayson has the right idea if you ask me. End this match now and let me leave so I can go see if Rexy is still in the building! I don’t want to see fake Jesus and his girlfriend fight, especially when this match should’ve ended like twenty minutes ago!
James Peters: Twenty minutes? We haven’t been here THAT long yet, have we-
Persephone: WHO CARES!? The point is that this match should’ve already ended and the fact that we’re still here makes no sense! I don’t want to watch this, and I don’t know a single person who does.
James Peters: Anyways, Drake grabs Sierra and sends her into the ropes with an irish whip, BUT SIERRA GRABS ONTO THE ROPES TO STOP HERSELF FROM BOUNCING OFF OF THEM! Drake now charges in- BUT SIERRA CATCHES HIM WITH A BOOT TO THE FACE! Great move by Sierra here and it looks like this match is finally starting to pick up!
Rich Russillo: Sierra charging in- BUT DRAKE STOPS HER IN HER TRACKS WITH A BICYCLE KICK! DRAKE GRABBING SIERRA NOW AND PULLING HER UP WITH THE FRONT FACELOCK, BEFORE DROPPING HER WITH A SNAP SUPLEX! Drake now going for his first cover of this match following the suplex, and I’m sure he just wants to end things once and for all right now!
ONE!……………..
T-
Persephone: :wtf: Well Sierra kicked out but I think that was pretty obvious, Jayson took like ten minutes just to get to the count of two!
Drake King: (off-mic) I’m pretty sure you’re supposed to count faster than that!
Jayson Maximoff: (off-mic) No, I think I’m doing it right. She kicked out, that’s all!
James Peters: Drake doesn’t look too happy and I don’t blame him. Drake probably wants to end this match as soon as possible without throwing it away, and Jayson’s ruining that for him! Sierra is getting back to her feet, AND NOW DRAKE QUICKLY BEGINS RUNNING THE ROPES! I THINK HE’S ABOUT TO FINISH HER OFF! JUDGEMENT DAY-
Rich Russillo: SIERRA QUICKLY MOVED BEHIND DRAKE AND PUSHED HIM AWAY! Drake turning towards Sierra, AND SIERRA GOES FOR THE HANGOVER BUT IT DOESN’T CONNECT! She had the same idea as Drake in trying to end this match early, but these two just know each other too well! This was bound to be a difficult match for the two, AND NOW DRAKE DROPS DOWN ON SIERRA AND GOES FOR A GROUNDED HEADLOCK! Drake has that headlock in tight, but will this be enough to get the job done? These two are likely still hurting after Shock Value, but they still have enough in the tank to face each other tonight!
Persephone: Unfortunately Sierra managed to get her leg over Drake’s neck and pull him off of her, and now two of the most boring Elitists on the roster get back to their feet once again- and Drake just went for a superkick but Sierra caught the leg-
Rich Russillo: JUST FOR DRAKE TO USE HIS OTHER LEG TO DELIVER AN ENZUIGIRI! That didn’t knock Sierra off her feet but it made her stumble back into the ropes, AND NOW DRAKE CHARGES IN BEFORE SENDING SIERRA OUT OF THE RING WITH A CLOTHESLINE!
James Peters: SHE DIDN’T FALL ALL THE WAY OUT OF THE RING THOUGH! SIERRA MANAGED TO LAND ON THE APRON! Drake shakes his head before running the ropes one more time- BUT SIERRA PULLS DOWN THE TOP ROPE AS DRAKE WENT FOR HIS MOVE, CAUSING DRAKE TO FALL OVER THE TOP ROPE AND COME CRASHING DOWN AT RINGSIDE! Drake is down at ringside and Sierra is on the apron! Both Elitists are getting back up, AND NOW SIERRA DIVES AT DRAKE WITH A DIVING CLOTHESLINE! SIERRA JUST HIT DRAKE WITH A DIVING CLOTHESLINE OFF OF THE APRON!
Rich Russillo: Sierra sends Drake into the ring, and now she makes her way up to the top rope! Drake slowly makes his way back up to his feet, AND NOW SIERRA CONNECTS WITH A DIVING CROSSBODY- BUT WAIT! DRAKE MANAGES TO ROLL UP ONTO HIS FEET, AND HE’S HOLDING SIERRA IN HIS ARMS! DRAKE MANAGED TO CATCH SIERRA, AND NOW HE LIFTS HER UP IN A FIREMAN’S CARRY POSITION BEFORE CONNECTING WITH A HUGE TKO!!! THE FIREMAN’S CARRY CUTTER CONNECTS, AND NOW DRAKE IS GOING FOR THE COVER ONCE AGAIN! DRAKE REALLY WANTS TO PUT THIS MATCH AWAY!
ONE!…………
TW-
Persephone: And once again this idiot Jayson Maximoff causes the match to continue. Did Jayson forget that Sierra doesn’t want to be here either? Just get the match over with so they can leave, I can leave, and this awful show can end! I don’t know what he gains out of this, but it’s getting annoying now.
Drake King: (off-mic) What are you doing!? Why are you counting so slow!?
(Jayson pretty much ignores Drake, and Drake just shakes his head. He looks extremely fed up with how Jayson’s acting throughout this match, and finally he reluctantly grabs Sierra before putting her in the “Scripture” Koji Clutch submission.)
James Peters: SCRIPTURE!!! THE SCRIPTURE SUBMISSION IS LOCKED IN! Drake looked like he didn’t want to put Sierra in this submission, but for some reason Jayson is refusing to count fairly! Drake has Sierra in the Scripture, and this could be bad for Sierra! This isn’t the type of submission she wants to be in right now! She’s definitely not at her one hundred percent following Shock Value, and a submission like this might just put her to sleep if she doesn’t tap out! This match might be over, Drake might make Sierra tap!
Drake King: (off-mic) JUST END THE MATCH! DO THE RIGHT THING!
Jayson Maximoff: :lupe:
Rich Russillo: Drake is telling Jayson to just ring the bell! Sierra is still in this match! She hasn’t tapped or passed out yet, but Drake just wants this match to end as soon as possible! Sierra knows that she can’t just tap out though! She has to give everything she has to this match otherwise Captain Charisma will suspend her! Drake knows this too, and while this is giving us a fantastic match I can’t help but wonder what’s running through their heads right now!
Persephone: When is it enough though? Like how long does this match have to last until Captain Charisma’s like “Okay that’s enough you can give up now”? I don’t need 45 minutes of these two. It was hard watching that Hardcore Iron Man match with Rexy versus the adopted Ava just because I had to see Rex get hurt. If I have to watch THESE two for that long I don’t think I’ll make it out alive.
Rich Russillo: Honestly, I think this has-
Persephone: Stop. I really don’t wanna hear it Rich. Just shut up.
James Peters: This isn’t about the match lasting long, it’s about these two giving the fans the match that was promised and right now they’re delivering! Sierra is still trying to pull herself over towards the ropes, but she’s clearly struggling! Sierra is in a bad spot right now, as she’s doing everything she can to stay in this match but that Koji Clutch isn’t an easy submission to escape! This might just put her to sleep in a matter of moments, she really needs to hurry up and get to those ropes! She’s getting closer and closer, but it looks like she’s starting to fade-
Rich Russillo: NO! SHE MAKES IT! SIERRA BARELY GETS HER HAND ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!
Jayson Maximoff: (off-mic) ONETWOTHREEFOURFIVE, OKAY LET GO DRAKE OR YOU’RE DISQUALIFIED!
Rich Russillo: And Drake lets go of the submission, but not without immediately walking up to Jayson Maximoff! Drake is clearly fed up with Jayson’s terrible officiating, and it looks like the two are exchanging some words! This has definitely been a tough match for Drake and Sierra not just because of how much they know each other, but because of the fact that they don’t even want to face each other tonight!
James Peters: SIERRA TAKES DRAKE DOWN FROM BEHIND! Sierra taking advantage of the small distraction, but she doesn’t look too happy herself!
Sierra Bradford: (off-mic) STAY OUT OF THIS! I told you I can do this myself! Just do your job, the right way!
James Peters: AND NOW SIERRA PUTS DRAKE IN THE BLOODRUSH!!! SIERRA RETURNING THE FAVOR WITH A SUBMISSION OF HER OWN, AND NOW THE CROSSFACE IS LOCKED IN ON DRAKE! SIERRA HAS THE CROSSFACE LOCKED IN AND NOW IT’S DRAKE THAT MIGHT BE IN TROUBLE! Sierra might make Drake tap out right now!
(Jayson turns to the timekeepers area, and luckily Sierra notices right before Jayson could do anything.)
Sierra Bradford: (off-mic) HE DIDN’T TAP! DON’T RING THE BELL!!
(Jayson realizes that Sierra notices, before sighing and turning back to the two Elitists.)
Rich Russillo: Sierra might have possibly saved Drake’s chances in this match, but Sierra made it clear back at Shock Value that she didn’t want to win because of Jayson Maximoff! She wanted to win on her own and right now the same applies! If she has to fight Drake then she’s going to win, and if she’s going to win it’s going to be on her own terms!
Persephone: Well it looks like this match might end soon enough, thank God. I don’t see Drake lasting much longer in this submission. He’s gonna have to tap out eventually. Sierra’s had him in the Crossface for a while now and again, both of them competed at Shock Value just last week. They were in big matches, and they shouldn’t be able to go this long in the first place. It’s just a matter of time. Sierra is going to make Drake tap out, and this match is finally gonna end. It’s not often you see someone lose two matches back to back in the same night.
James Peters: Drake is getting closer and closer to the ropes, but he’s clearly in a lot of pain right now! I’m sure Drake has at least thought about tapping out by now, but he’s getting extremely close to the ropes and I don’t think he wants to let this match end like this! Drake knows that he has to bring everything he has to the table and that means getting out of this submission and allowing this match to keep going!
Rich Russillo: AND THERE IT IS! DRAKE MAKES IT TO THE ROPES!
(Drake grabs onto the bottom rope, and the camera cuts to Jayson Maximoff, who’s not even looking at the submission to call the rope break. Sierra is still holding the submission, until she realizes that Drake got the ropes and looks back at Jayson, clearly not amused with him for ignoring the rope break so she could hurt Drake even more. Finally, Sierra releases the submission and walks up to Jayson.)
Sierra Bradford: What are you doing!? He got the ropes, why aren’t you paying attention!?
Jayson Maximoff: W-Well.. I- uh.. I got distracted. Sorry, won’t happen again!
Rich Russillo: Sierra just rolling her eyes before walking back over to Drake who’s using the ropes to get back to his feet- BUT DRAKE MANAGES TO LIFT SIERRA OVER HIS HEAD AND SEND HER STUMBLING OUT TO RINGSIDE! Drake just lifted Sierra over the top rope and caused her to land out at ringside! That was a great move by Drake, but it looks like he isn’t finished just yet! He has an idea on his mind as Sierra is getting back up to her feet! DRAKE RUNS THE ROPES, AND NOW HE TAKES SIERRA BRADFORD OUT WITH A SUICIDE DIVE!
James Peters: Drake picking Sierra up, AND HE TRIED TO SEND SIERRA BACK INTO THE RING BUT SIERRA TURNED IT AROUND AND SLAMMED DRAKE’S FACE ONTO THE APRON! Sierra rolls Drake back into the ring before climbing back up onto the apron to enter the ring- BUT DRAKE PULLS SIERRA’S HEAD IN BETWEEN THE MIDDLE AND TOP ROPE BEFORE DROPPING HER WITH THE DAWN OF JUSTICE! THE DOUBLE UNDERHOOK ROPE HUNG DDT CONNECTS, AND NOW DRAKE PULLS SIERRA AWAY FROM THE ROPES!
Drake King: (off-mic) Count. Properly this time.
(Jayson looks furious as Drake drops down for the cover, staring directly at the referee as he does so.)
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE-
Rich Russillo: SIERRA BRADFORD GETS THE SHOULDER UP! SIERRA BRADFORD MANAGED TO SURVIVE THE DAWN OF JUSTICE, AND JAYSON DID A REAL COUNT THIS TIME! Jayson counted properly but in the end it didn’t matter, Sierra just barely managed to get the shoulder up and Drake actually looks surprised! We’re late into this match right now but somehow this still isn’t over! Somehow Sierra Bradford manages to stay in this!
Persephone: :noah: WHY!? WHY IS SHE STILL IN THIS MATCH!?
James Peters: Drake getting back to his feet, and he slowly pulls Sierra back up! Drake now getting in position, AND HE GOES TO FINISH SIERRA OFF WITH THE OVERHAUL!!
Rich Russillo: JUST FOR IT TO NOT CONNECT!! SIERRA MANAGED TO TURN IT INTO ANOTHER SCHOOL BOY AND DRAKE IMMEDIATELY MANAGED TO KICK OUT, JUST FOR SIERRA TO CONNECT WITH THE KNOCKOUT IMPEDIMENT!! Sierra just knocked Drake out with that spinning heel kick, and now she goes for the cover! This match is done for, Drake’s not kicking out of that! There’s just no way this match doesn’t end!
ONETWOTHREE!!!!
James Peters: DRAKE JUST BARELY GOT HIS SHOULDER UP! HE COULDN’T GET IT ALL THE WAY UP AS IT WAS A FAST COUNT AND HE’S STILL HURTING FROM THE KNOCKOUT IMPEDIMENT, BUT HE GOT THE SHOULDER UP JUST ENOUGH FOR THIS MATCH TO CONTINUE! Now it’s Sierra’s turn to be shocked, as somehow this match is still on! Sierra’s not letting up though, as she immediately gets back up and backs into the corner before directing her attention towards Jayson! She really doesn’t look happy with him!
Sierra Bradford: (off-mic) NO FAST COUNT THIS TIME! DO YOUR JOB THE RIGHT WAY! COUNT PROPERLY!
Rich Russillo: Drake is slowly getting back to his feet, AND NOW SIERRA CHARGES INTO HIM BEFORE CONNECTING WITH THE HANGOVER!!! SIERRA JUST HIT DRAKE WITH THE HANGOVER RIGHT AFTER HE KICKED OUT OF THE KNOCKOUT IMPEDIMENT, AND THIS TIME I THINK THIS IS IT! THE MATCH IS OVER THIS TIME BUT SIERRA TOLD JAYSON NOT TO DO A FAST COUNT! IS DRAKE GONNA BE ABLE TO KICK OUT OF IT!?
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
Rich Russillo: NO!!! DRAKE CAN’T KICK OUT! THIS MATCH IS OVER!
(Sierra rolls off of Drake, but as she gets up she notices Drake’s foot was on the bottom foot. Jayson goes to single to the timekeepers to ring the bell, but Sierra barely manages to stop him.)
Sierra Bradford: (off-mic) I told you to do your job.
(Sierra points at Drake’s foot, and Jayson starts to sweat a bit as he was clearly able to see Drake’s foot from the angle he was at. Finally, Sierra just shakes her head before walking back over to Drake.)
James Peters: You have to give both Drake and Sierra credit here. Jayson Maximoff has been extremely biased but neither Drake nor Sierra are having it! This match has pretty much been in Sierra’s favor and even she’s telling Jayson to cut it out!
Rich Russillo: Sierra manages to pull Drake onto her shoulders in a fireman’s carry position, and I think we’re about to see the end of this match! MISERY BUSINESS!!!
Persephone: Doesn’t connect… 🤦♀️
James Peters: DRAKE SLIPS BEHIND SIERRA, AND HE LIFTS HER UP FOR THE CROWN OF THORNS BACKBREAKER- BUT SIERRA SLIPS OUT OF THAT AND GETS BEHIND DRAKE BEFORE PUSHING HIM AWAY! Drake sent by the corner as Sierra backs into the opposite corner, and I think she’s ready to strike! Drake turns towards Sierra, AND NOW BOTH ELITISTS CHARGE TOWARDS EACH OTHER!
Rich Russillo: ELECTRIC FEE-
James Peters: GUILLOTINE!!! THE GUILLOTINE CONNECTS BY DRAKE KING!! DRAKE IS THE TALLER ELITIST SO HIS SICK KICK WAS ABLE TO CONNECT BEFORE SIERRA COULD HIT HER RUNNING SHINING WIZARD! DRAKE PULLS HIMSELF OVER SIERRA, AND ONCE AGAIN HE LOOKS DIRECTLY AT JAYSON TO MAKE SURE HE COUNTS FAIRLY!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Bella Braxton: Here is your winner….. DDDDRRRRRAAAKKKEEEEE THE REDEEEEEMMMEERERRR!!!!
(‘Taking a Stand’ by Henry Jackman begins playing once again, and the virtual crowd immediately begins booing. Drake rolls off of Sierra and takes a few seconds to recover and slowly get back to his feet, meanwhile Jayson quickly goes to check on Sierra. Drake is sick to his stomach after having to face Sierra and on top of that defeat her, but in the end he got the job done.)
James Peters: What a match! To think that we were nearly robbed from this at the start of all this is insane, but luckily Captain Charisma came out here and fixed things!
Rich Russillo: That was a fantastic match, and in the end Jayson Maximoff tried his best to hand this match over to Sierra but he wasn’t able to! Drake King still managed to win the match!
Persephone: FINALLY this is over.
(Drake turns towards Sierra, finally noticing that Jayson Maximoff is kneeling next to her, checking on her to make sure she’s okay.)
James Peters: DRAKE JUST PULLED JAYSON MAXIMOFF AWAY FROM SIERRA, AND NOW HE RUNS THE ROPES BEFORE DELIVERING THE GUILLOTINE!
Rich Russillo: Drake King just took out Jayson Maximoff, and it’s clear that he’s had enough of him getting involved with him and Sierra Bradford’s relationship!
(Drake helps Sierra back up to her feet. The two share some words and Drake looks down at Jayson with a look of disgust on his face, before putting his arms around Sierra.)
James Peters: Sierra put up a great fight tonight but in the end she just couldn’t get the job done. Don’t let that take away from her performance though. That was a fantastic match-
Rich Russillo: WHAT THE!? IMPACT JUST SLID INTO THE RING, AND HE HE JUST HIT DRAKE IN THE BACK WITH A STEEL CHAIR! IMPACT JUST HIT DRAKE IN THE BACK WITH A CHAIR, AND NOW IMPACT GRABS DRAKE BEFORE TURNING HIM AROUND! EVISCERATION! IMPACT WITH THE EVISCERATION ON DRAKE KING!
James Peters: Sierra now going after Impact, BUT IMPACT SENDS SIERRA INTO THE ROPES, BEFORE HITTING HER WITH THE FIST OF FURY AS SOON AS SHE BOUNCES OFF OF THEM! Impact just laid out both Sierra Bradford and his challenger at Reckless Wiring, Drake King! Drake took Impact out on Dynasty, and it looks like Drake is getting some revenge!
Rich Russillo: Impact is just laying into Drake with that steel chair now! Both Drake and Sierra are out, BUT NOW HERE COMES THE REST OF NEW EDEN! MYLES AND MINERVA ARE RUNNING DOWN THE RAMP TO TRY AND COMBAT IMPACT!
James Peters: IMPACT STILL HAS THE CHAIR THOUGH, AND HE’S ABLE TO HIT MYLES IN THE STOMACH WITH THE CHAIR BEFORE HITTING MINERVA IN THE FACE WITH IT! IMPACT NOW WITH ANOTHER CHAIR SHOT TO MINERVA, AND NOW THERE’S ANOTHER ONE! Myles grabbing Impact from behind- BUT IMPACT MANAGES TO DELIVER A BACK ELBOW!
Rich Russillo: IMPACT SLAMS THE CHAIR ONTO MYLES’ HEAD, AND THAT KNOCKS MYLES OUT COLD! Minerva slowly getting back up after that assault with the steel chair, BUT NOT WITHOUT BEING DROPPED WITH THE EVISCERATION! Impact was prepared tonight, and right now he just stood tall over Sierra Bradford AND the entirety of New Eden!
Persephone: I’m genuinely fighting sleep right now.
James Peters: Well, I’m James Peters and with me is Rich Russillo and Persephone! Goodnight everyone, and see you next week!
(‘M3tamorphosis’ by Playboi Carti feat. Kid Cudi hits, and the virtual crowd is booing heavily for Impact who stands over all for Elitists with a grin on his face. All four of them are hurt, and finally as the camera shows the four Elitists and Impact one last time, Voltage fades to black.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
