John Helms
(EAW intro plays.)
(A recap of last week’s Voltage begins to play. It starts off with Shane Gates declaring his entry in the 24/7 Battle Royale before destroying Ed Wagner in a match. After this, Alexis Chambers and Envy Ellis’ match is ruined by Lisa Wren and Kensi who attacks both Elitists before announcing that they’ll also be in the battle royale, and afterwards Alexis and Envy attempt to attack but Kensi and Lisa roll out of the ring. Next, Molly Waters goes over the Cash in the Vault match, talking about each competitor and why each competitor has a chance of winning. Next, Holly Arrow manages to defeat Lisa Wren, and afterwards Holly and Mary S. Atlas declare their entrants into the 24/7 Battle Royale. Candice Blair cuts a promo about her upcoming Specialists Championship match, and Dr. Bethany Blue interrupts via satellite before going back and forth with one of her challengers, until suddenly Ashley Flores attacks Candice Blair, taking her out before promising to win the Championship. After this IDOL-GUN goes back and forth with Harlow Reichert and Xavier Williams after the Unified Tag Team Championship brought up their families, especially Harlow’s brothers history, and eventually the Champions manage to take out Harlow and Xavier with an attack. After this Sofia Clarke has a sit down interview with Harper Lee and Sierra Bradford, and tensions rise to the point where Sierra is willing to fight, but Harper decides that it’s not worth it. After this Cameron Ella Ava’s match with Drake King ends in a no contest, as Malcolm Jones takes out Drake and Rex McAllister takes out Cameron after a huge altercation during the match including Cameron accidentally punching Rex. Darcy May Morgan hosts a celebration for what she claims is an upcoming victory at Pain for Pride, and while Ms. Extreme interrupts it with fans of her own, Darcy May Morgan attacks Ms. Extreme, taking her out before promising to end her life. After this Chris Elite and Ryan Wilson are seen backstage, both revealing that they’re looking to watch Ronan Malosi’s match against SOSA Henderson. SOSA would win said match, and afterwards Ryan Wilson would attempt to attack Ronan but Ronan would get the upper hand, meanwhile Chris Elite takes out SOSA Henderson. Next, Minerva sets fire to TLA’s Poon Palace, forcing TLA to evacuate, and afterwards Terry Chambers and Ahren Fournier have an altercation during an Elitist and their pets photoshoot, and Terry snaps Ahren’s finger before telling Ahren to put his Hall of Fame ring on the line at Pain for Pride, which Ahren accepts. After this IDOL-GUN wins a Hardcore Heaven match against the Woogieman and Strawberry Steve, and to end the night Malcolm Jones and Drake King have their contract signing, which erupts into a big brawl that sees New Eden come out to help Drake, leading to Drake stabbing Malcolm in the forehead with his crucifix.)
(The recap comes to an end, and ‘33rd Blakk Glass’ by Sosmula and ZillaKami begins to play. The camera pans out to the World 1 Theatre located in East Rutherford, New Jersey. The virtual crowd is cheering before finally the camera cuts to the commentary desk with James Peters, Rich Russillo and Persephone Tsitsipas.)
James Peters: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the final Sunday night Voltage of the season! Pain for Pride is really right around the corner, this is what we’ve been waiting for all season!
Rich Russillo: That’s right. A lot of interesting things are going down tonight, and I for one can’t wait!
Persephone: Me neither. The faster we get through this show, the sooner I get to see Rexy kill Cameron Ella Ava.
James Peters: I’m excited for tonight just as much as I’m excited for Pain for Pride! This is the end of the season! I can’t wait to see how Voltage closes out the season.
(“Self Help Tape” by Moses Sumney begins to blast across the PA system, and the virtual fans cheer because of this.)
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… PLEASE WELCOME THE VOLTAGE COMMISSIONER… CAPTAIN CHARISMA!!!
(After his introduction, Captain Charisma from there makes his way out from the backstage area and onto the stage. He has a smile on his face as he scans the virtual crowd before making his way down the ramp and towards the ring. He seems to be happy for the occasion as he stops at the bottom of the ramp and puts his hands on his hips. He once again looks around before entering into the ring, having a mic in his hand. ‘Self Help Tape’ from there comes to a close as he makes his way towards the center of the ring and from there begins to speak.)
Captain Charisma: Wow, what a Season it has been. A word to describe it would be, unprecedented, to say the very least. From COVID to being forced to hold our events in the EAW Performance Center with no fans at all in attendance. To moving to the World 1 Theatre where we have the privilege of letting virtual fans into the arena to watch the shows week in and week out, I’m thankful. I’m grateful not just for myself to be standing here but to everyone that has helped Elite Answers Wrestling through whatever trials and tribulations that stood in their way. The people in the back, no matter the scenario, working their asses off and showing exactly why we are the standard bearers for professional wrestling as a whole.
(The virtual crowd cheers loudly to show their support for the Voltage Commissioner as he smiles and nods his head slowly. There’s no doubt that 2020 and 2021 as well have been hard for everyone no matter who you are, and Captain Charisma obviously has great pride in everyone that has helped EAW in its entirety get to the place that it is in right now where it can continue to bloom and continue on into the bright future)
Captain Charisma: Now leading to the culmination of our work, and that’s Pain For Pride XIV. And my what a card that’ll be for the Voltage brand. Taking the tri-brand Free-Per-View events by storm like we always do. From the contestants in the 24/7 Battle Royal. To the participants coming from Voltage in the Cash in The Vault match. To the interbrand matches that are also taking place involving Voltage elitists, I couldn’t be more proud of each and everyone of you in the back. I know all of you will tear the house down and I feel it’s best to give each of you a refresher of what we have in store for you in a weeks time. From Sierra Bradford facing Dynasty’s Harper Lee in the very personal feud that the two of them have had willing to put their careers on the line in a Street Fight. To Ahren Fournier facing Terry Chambers with Ahren’s Hall of Fame ring on the line in the ultimate match for bragging rights. To SOSA Henderson facing Dynasty’s Chris Elite to put to rest the fingerpointing that the two have had these past few weeks in an epic match. To Cameron Ella Ava facing Rex McAllister which will be an instant classic to behold between two legends of the EAW ring. To Myles and Constance Blevins participating in the Cash in The Vault match both setting themselves up for World Championship ambitions by climbing the ladder to the metaphorical and literal top. IDOL-GUN defending their titles against their biggest challengers yet in the form of Showdown’s Harlow Reichert and Xavier Williams. To Candice Blair taking on Showdown’s Dr. Bethany Blue and Dynasty’s Ashley Flores for the Specialists Championship with a whole lot on the line to prove between the three of them. TLA defending his National Elite Championship against Minerva culminating TLA’s feud with New Eden undoubtedly. Of course Darcy May Morgan defending her Universal Women’s Championship against Ms. Extreme in a match with unfathomable stakes on the line for the both of them to become the undeniable face of women’s wrestling in EAW. And last but not least, how could I forget…
(The crowd seems to die down after they marked out for each of the individual matches. In case you didn’t realize, it’s a big night for the yellow brand. Captain Charisma takes a long pause after this one as the crowd begins to murmur in anticipation, they already know exactly what this match is and the importance for everyone on Voltage because of it)
Captain Charisma: Malcolm Jones defending his EAW World Championship against Drake King in a Career versus New Eden match. And I can’t go on without talking about the events from last week. The sickening display by New Eden that is absolutely unacceptable along with their previous actions towards the EAW World Champion and his family. I find it extremely disdainful and quite frankly immature of New Eden, but then again I expected nothing less. They’ve wrecked havoc since their formation and have been nothing more and nothing less than a thorn in my side. Whatever happens at Pain For Pride is set in stone, but I hope when the dust settles that justice is finally served.
(The open ended remark by Captain Charisma leaves the crowd to burst into cheers once more. A smile slowly begins to grow on his face again, looking to deviate from it and move onto what’s in store for Voltage coming up. As he takes a moment before he continues to speak from there)
Captain Charisma: But enough about that let’s talk about this week’s Voltage. Tonight there won’t be any matches in store for you, instead we’re going to take you through the best Voltage matches of the Season. To show the tremendous Season that this brand has had and showcase the elitists that have made it. Rich Russillo, James Peters, Bella Braxton, Sofia Clarke, Persephone, and myself have all picked our personal favorite match of this season. I’m going to go ahead and kick things off with mine.
(The crowd cheers, excited to see what match Captain Charisma has selected for them to watch.)
Captain Charisma: Wicked Games was an incredible event all around, but there was one match that stood out to me that night. The bravery Ms. Extreme showed when she stepped into a graveyard to face Shane Gates is exactly what I would expect from her. She’s always had a tremendous amount of moxy, and that was on full display when she took Shane Gates to task. Shane Gates is an incredible talent and someone who I’m sure will put it all together some day. He has grit and determination, and an undeniable mean streak. He has terrorized the Voltage roster this season, ending careers and snuffing out up and coming wrestlers who could have gone on to become great Elitists. He was the perfect opponent for Ms. Extreme in this type of match, and neither one held anything back.
(Captain Charisma motions towards the videotron and Voltage fades into the first rewind of the night.)
[SCREENBAR — WICKED GAMES 2020]
(Wicked Games fades in with a dark shot of the woods. Trees without leaves are shown, surrounding what appears to be an abandoned graveyard. The ruins of a mossy, wrecked cobblestone chapel can also be seen, inside of which being relatively unseen, other than what appears to be the end of a wooden stake, blood already on the tip. As the sound of a flock of crows chirping is heard, a shot of rusty, sharp, metal gates is shown. Suddenly, smoke begins to appear at the other side of the gates, until nothing is visible. Without anyone to open and close them, the gates swing open, on their own. Smoke is blown into the abandoned graveyard, as a silhouette appears out of thin air. Footsteps through gravel is the only sound heard, as we see purple suit pants in the smoke, followed by green hair. Wearing clown face paint, Ms. Extreme walks through the smoke, dressed as the clown prince of crime himself, The Joker. As she walks into complete view, entering the graveyard, she grabs the gates, runs her hand across the rusty metal, before slamming them shut.)
James Peters: Well… she’s here. Ms. Extreme has arrived at the Graveyard, and I’m beyond clueless and how this is going to pan out. There’s no limits they can reach tonight, as they are far from civilization. Nobody will be able to stop her or her opponent from completely brutalizing each other within an inch of their life!
Rich Russillo: And Ms. Extreme clearly likes that concept! She can do whatever she pleases tonight, and that’s probably why she’s dressed for the occasion. To show no fear, and to show she’s going to enjoy this match. It’s more than just a cosplay, it’s the embodiment of how she’ll approach this match.
Persephone: I’m glad we don’t have to be there to call the match, and there’s just cameras everywhere. Such a stupid stipulation.
(Ms. Extreme begins to explore the Graveyard, running her hand across moss-covered headstones, stone graves, and tree logs that lie on the ground. As she does this, she notices something in the distance. A propped up casket, made out of rotting wood, with the door wide open. Beside it, a shovel in the ground. Below it, a hole.)
Rich Russillo: Well that isn’t disturbing imagery at all, is it?
James Peters: I don’t want to imagine anybody was once in there, so I’ll just believe that it was set up there before this match, fight, took place.
Rich Russillo: I do hope it’s the latter, and someone didn’t just dig up a casket, or worse.
Persephone: It’s clearly not that, idiots.
Rich Russillo: You never know these days.
(As Ms. Extreme approaches the casket, scraping is heard. A long shot of the entire graveyard shows her alone, as she looks around in all directions. Until suddenly, she spots Shane Gates walking out of the trees, holding what appears to be a headstone, dragging across the floor.)
Shane Gates: (off-mic) This match will be your greatest mistake. You’ll have nothing but regret!
(Ms. Extreme smiles in response, before showing some uncharacteristic nature, and offering a handshake?)
Shane Gates: (off-mic) The hell is this?
(Shane slaps her hand away, only for Ms. Extreme to place that same hand over his face. A buzzing noise is heard, as Shane fights to keep her away. As he escapes, smoke is seen from Ms. Extreme’s hand, as she removes an electric buzzer, fitting for her costume.)
James Peters: WHAT THE HELL!? SHE JUST TRIED TO ELECTROCUTE SHANE GATES! THAT WAS MORE THAN A LIGHT SHOCK!
Rich Russillo: HOW ON EARTH DID SHE EVEN GET ONE OF THOSE?? I KNOW FOR A FACT SHE DIDN’T RUN DOWN TO PARTY CITY AND ASK FOR IT! WHILST CLUTCHING HIS CHEEK, SHANE WALKS FORWARD, ONLY TO BE KICKED IN THE GUT, KNOCKING HIM BACKWARDS TOWARDS THE OPEN HOLE! MS. EXTREME CHARGES FORWARD, BUT SHANE SCOUTS IT, AND SIDE STEPS! SHE FALLS FORWARD INTO THE STOOD CASKET, AS SHANE TRIES TO CLOSE THE DOOR-
James Peters: BUT MS. EXTREME USES HER FOOT TO FIGHT BACK, KEEPING THE DOOR OPEN, BEFORE USING HER OTHER LEG TO HIT AN ENZUIGIRI, PUSHING SHANE AWAY MOMENTARILY!
(Ms. Extreme grabs the casket, and lays it on its back, before pushing it into the hole.)
Rich Russillo: MS. EXTREME QUICKLY TRIES TO PUSH SHANE INTO THE CASKET, BUT HE FIGHTS BACK WITH A PUNCH TO THE GUT, BEFORE THEY STUMBLE AWAY FROM THE HOLE! MS. EXTREME BACKS OFF TOWARDS WHAT SEEMS TO BE A CHAPEL!
James Peters: OH NO! SHANE GRABS HER HEAD, AND TRIES TO POP IT LIKE A ZIT AS HE SQUEEZES IT AGAINST THE COBBLE! SHE RETURNS FIRE WITH A STOMP TO HIS FOOT, BEFORE SCURRYING AWAY!
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme brushes through the overgrown grass and dirt, with Shane Gates on her tail. She quickly stops in her tracks, before sprinting to him and leaping in the air! Rapid punches to his back, only to be thrown forward into some chain link fencing! Luckily, the fall wasn’t too bad, but what follows may be worse! Big boot! Big boot to her jaw, sending her tumbling over it, and hitting the ground hard. Dirt and grass isn’t as solid as concrete, but the impact will still do some damage.
James Peters: Shane Gates doesn’t look to be done though, reaching through a hole in the fence, before grabbing her wrist! He pulls her arm through the hole, before trying to rip it out of its socket! Oh, Jesus!
Rich Russillo: But she thinks smart, and uses her legs to give her a strength advantage, as she pulls Shane into the fence, and breaks the hold! She quickly grabs the bowtie around her neck, and unfastens it, before using it to choke Shane out! Cutting off the air passage, possibly making him pass out! Oh, and now she’s dragging him away whilst doing so!
James Peters: But what on earth is that behind her? As she delves deeper and deeper into the woods, she finds herself next to a well of sorts! That goes far down, and it’s incredibly damaged! And… oh no she has an idea.
Rich Russillo: Is she pulling up the bucket? She’s using the rope to get the bucket back up to ground, and- what the fuck? There’s a doll inside! And she isn’t scared!?
Persephone: I’m sure if you found that you’d shriek like a little girl.
Rich Russillo: No. :wow:
James Peters: She simply throws the doll away, before grabbing the end of the bucket and the rope attacked… oh no is she? OH MY! SHE’S WRAPPING IT AROUND SHANE’S NECK! AND NOW SHE’S GOING TO THROW HIM INTO THE WELL, WHAT THE FUCK!?? THIS IS GOING TO BE A MURDER!
Rich Russillo: SHE COMES CLOSE, BUT SHANE MANAGES TO SWING THE BUCKET INTO HER FACE, BEFORE THE BUCKET DROPS DOWN INTO THE WELL, AND HE’S UNSCAVED! THANK GOD!
James Peters: He holds onto his throat, taking deep breaths, as Ms. Extreme slowly gets to her hands and feet. Shane comes to his senses, and realizes he has to keep her down right here! He pulls her into the air, before delivering a powerbomb onto the ground!
(As Ms. Extreme hits the ground, we see the doll thrown onto the floor is now missing. It goes relatively unnoticed.)
James Peters: Ms. Extreme hits the ground hard, and there’s no way that won’t affect her performance in this match! Shane Gates doesn’t seem to be done though, as he grabs her by her collar, and drags her towards the chainlink again, out of the woods.
Rich Russillo: Gates rests her up against the chainlink and takes a few steps back… is he looking to… OH MY GOD! SPEAR THROUGH THE CHAINL- NO! MS. EXTREME SIDE STEPS, AND SHANE GATES FALLS THROUGH THE CHAINLINK FENCE ON HIS OWN! THE FENCE COMES APART, AND HE CRASHES TO THE FLOOR!
James Peters: Ms. Extreme begins the long journey to getting back up, whilst Shane Gates is completely out of it. Upon standing back up, she takes a handful of his hair, before dragging him away from the fence, towards the chapel! She’s gonna bury him alive, oh no!
Rich Russillo: But Shane Gates manages to fight back, holding onto her leg, trying to trip her forward… BUT A KNEE TO SHANE’S HEAD! HE ISN’T STAYING DOWN THOUGH, HE’S NOT OUT OF IT! MS. EXTREME GRABS THE NEAREST OBJECT… IT’S A HEADSTONE!
(Ms. Extreme brushes the moss away, revealing the front of the gravestone.)
Here lies Christian DeMarco. Brother. Cac. Vengeful white man.
James Peters: :dahell:
Ms. Extreme: shrugs
Rich Russillo: OH MY! MS. EXTREME SMASHES THE HEADSTONE OVER SHANE GATES’ HEAD! IT SNAPS INTO THREE PIECES, AS SHANE FALLS TO THE GROUND!
(As Ms. Extreme swung the headstone into the air, the doll would be visible. When she swung it down, it disappeared again.)
Persephone: Did you guys see that?
Rich Russillo: The headstone? I did, and it was brutal!
Persephone: No, the… nevermind, you’re too brain dead to talk to.
Rich Russillo: :montez:
James Peters: Ms. Extreme stumbles backwards, instead of pushing Shane into the hole! She must be out of energy by now, or possibly looking for something else? Oh… oh no.
Rich Russillo: ANOTHER HEADSTONE! SHE’S GONNA KILL SHANE GATES!
Here lies Khamsin. Smile because it happened.
Rich Russillo: SHE TAKES KHAMSIN’S GRAVESTONE AND SMASHES IT OVER SHANE’S HEAD! AT THIS POINT HE ISN’T EVEN MOVING! HE’S JUST A SLUMP ON THE GROUND, RIPE FOR THE PICKING! MS. EXTREME BEGINS TO PUSH SHANE INTO THE CASKET, THEN SHE CLOSES THE DOOR! MS. EXTREME STEPS BACK AND GRABS THE SHOVEL, BEFORE TAKING A PILE OF DIRT AND PLACING IT IN THE HOL-
James Peters: BUT THE DOOR SWINGS OPEN, AND CLOCKS HER ON THE NOSE! THAT HAS TO HAVE BROKEN IT! WAIT, HOW IS SHANE STANDING UP!? HOW IS HE NOT UNCONSCIOUS?
Persephone: This is stupid, that shouldn’t be possible.
Rich Russillo: Shane climbs out of the hole, before hitting a forearm smash to Ms. Extreme’s back! He then grabs her hair, and drags her towards that chapel that has been stalking the graveyard! Covered in bushes, vines and moss, it stands tall over everywhere and- … is that a wooden stake? Oh no… Shane notices it too!
James Peters: OH MY GOD, HE’S ACTUALLY GOING TO KILL MS. EXTREME! SHANE GRABS THE STAKE, BEFORE LOCKING IN A CAMEL CLUTCH! INSTEAD OF LOCKING HER HEAD WITH HIS HANDS, HE DIGS THE STAKE INTO HER HEAD! OH MY GOD! BLOOD GUSHES OUT OVER HER FACE, COVERING HER IN A CRIMSON MASK! MS. EXTREME CAN DO NOTHING BUT TAKE IT, BUT SHE STILL TRIES TO FIGHT THROUGH, AS SHE CRAWLS DEEPER INTO THE CHAPEL, AND WE SEE EVERYTHING THAT’S INSIDE…
Rich Russillo: A ROCKING CHAIR?!? A DOOR?!? AMONG OTHER THINGS, WHAT THE HELL IS IN HERE!?!? MS. EXTREME CRAWLS TO THE ROCKING CHAIR, BEFORE PULLING IT FORWARD INTO SHANE’S HEAD! SHE’S FREE, BUT BLOOD STILL TRICKLES DOWN HER FACE! SHE’LL BE FEELING THE EFFECTS OF THAT ONE FOR A LONG TIME!
James Peters: BUT WHAT SHE’S ABOUT TO DO MAY BE WORSE! SHE GRABS THE ROCKING CHAIR, BEFORE USING THE LEGS AS A JOUST TO GET SHANE OUTSIDE… is that a gas canister? NO, SHE GRABS THAT TOO! I KNOW WHAT SHE HAS PLANNED! SHE PLACES THE ROCKING CHAIR OUTSIDE, BEFORE DOUSING IT! THIS WILL NOT END WELL! MS. EXTREME PLACES SHANE ON THE ROCKING CHAIR, BEFORE GOING BACK INSIDE THE CHAPEL…
Rich Russillo: SHE WALKS OUT WITH MATCHES! SHE’S GOING TO BURN HIM ALIVE… NO! NO!!! SHE THROWS A LIT MATCH, BUT SHANE LUCKILY MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! THE CHAIR GOES UP IN FLAMES! SHANE GATES QUICKLY CLOBBERS MS. EXTREME WITH A CLOTHESLINE FROM BEHIND, BEFORE LIFTING HER UP IN THE AIR! NO… NO! NO! HE’S GONNA… OH GOD! POWERBOMB THROUGH THE FLAMING ROCKING CHAIR!! MS. EXTREME IS, QUITE LITERALLY, ON FIRE! BUT SHE ROLLS AROUND IN THE DIRT LONG ENOUGH FOR IT TO BE PUT OUT! SHE’LL FEEL THAT FOR WEEKS!
James Peters: SHANE GATES STUMBLES BACK TO LEAN ON THE WALL, TRYING TO KEEP HIMSELF STANDING, AS MS. EXTREME SLOWLY CRAWLS CLOSER? IF I WAS HER, I’D RUN, BUT SHE WANTS TO CONTINUE THE FIGHT! I DON’T KNOW IF THIS IS A GOOD TACTIC WHATSOEVER, BUT MS. EXTREME IS A DIFFERENT KIND OF SHARK! BUT SHANE SMILES IN RESPONSE, KNOWING HE’LL BE ABLE TO DISH OUT EVEN MORE PAIN!
Rich Russillo: SHANE BEGINS TO WALK FORWARD, SLOWLY, AS MS. EXTREME COMES CLOSER ALSO! SHE GETS TO HER KNEES, BEFORE HER FEET, AS THEY MEET IN THE MIDDLE! THEY THEN BEGIN TO TRADE FOREARM STRIKES, PUNCHES AND CHOPS IN A PURE SLUGFEST! THEY’RE JUST BRUTALIZING ONE ANOTHER! SHANE BEGINS TO BLEED FROM HIS NOSE, AS MS. EXTREME’S BLOOD-COVERED-FACE SPLASHES ACROSS SHANE’S ARM!
James Peters: BUT SHANE FINISHES THE JOB WITH A HEADBUTT, KNOCKING MS. EXTREME BACK TO THE FLOOR! SHANE THEN FOLLOWS UP WITH A FEW KICKS TO THE STOMACH, BEFORE HE DRAGS HER TOWARDS THE DIRT PIT THE SHOVEL USED TO BE IN! HE THEN PLACES HER FACE INTO THE DIRT, TRYING TO MAKE HER SUFFOCATE! HE’S GONNA KILL HER! HE’S GONNA KILL HER!
Rich Russillo: Hey is that the doll from in the forest? Nex to the shovel?
Persephone: I saw that earlier.
Rich Russillo: Creepy right?
Persephone: Don’t care.
Rich Russillo: Okay.
James Peters: Speaking of the shovel, Ms. Extreme manages to grab it, before swinging it over Shane’s head! Shane falls backwards, before tripping over, and Ms. Extreme wants to capitalize! She kneels down next to him, BEFORE USING THE HANDLE OF THE SHOVEL TO CHOKE HIM OUT! SHE APPLIES A CROSSFACE FOR GOOD MEASURE! SHANE’S ARM COULD SNAP RIGHT HERE, OR HE COULD SIMPLY PASS OUT! THIS IS A GREAT TACTIC, BECAUSE AS SOON AS SHE GETS HIM INSIDE THE COFFIN, SHE ALREADY HAS THE SHOVEL! THIS COULD BE IT, SHANE COULD BE FORCED TO PASS OUT, AND SHE COULD BURY HIM ALIVE! SHE TUGS HARDER, AND HARDER, BUT SHANE DOESN’T PASS OUT- DIRT IN THE EYES! SHANE THROWS DIRT INTO HER EYES!
Rich Russillo: MS. EXTREME FALLS OUT OF THE HOLD, LEAVING SHANE WITH THE SHOVEL! SHE TRIES TO GET THE DIRT OUT OF HER FACE, BEFORE STANDING UP, ONLY TO BE HIT IN THE HEAD WITH THE SHOVEL! SHE’S HAD A LONG HISTORY OF CONCUSSIONS, AND THAT COULD’VE PUT THE FINAL NAIL IN THE COFFIN! AND SHANE GATES KNOWS IT!
James Peters: SHANE SLOWLY ROLLS MS. EXTREME INTO THE CASKET, AND BEGINS TO REACH FOR THE DOOR!
Rich Russillo: BUT MS. EXTREME GETS HER FOOT UP, AND PUSHES IT AWAY! SHANE IS SHOCKED AT HOW SHE’S EVEN AWAKE RIGHT NOW! THUMBS TO THE EYES! SHE DRILLS HER THUMBS INTO SHANE’S EYES, TRYING TO GOUGE THEM OUT, OR AT LEAST MAKE HIM TEMPORARILY BLIND! HE STUMBLES AWAY, AS SHE CRAWLS OUT OF THE HOLE!
James Peters: SHANE STUMBLES BACKWARDS, BEFORE HIS LEGS BUMP INTO A STONE COFFIN, BEFORE HE TRIPS ON TOP OF IT! MS. EXTREME FOLLOWS QUICKLY BEHIND, BEFORE CLIMBING ON TOP OF IT! SHE LIFTS SHANE UP, ONLY FOR HIM TO SLAP HER IN THE FACE! SHE STUMBLES BACK, WITH AN ANGERED LOOK ON HER FACE, BEFORE SHE RUNS FORWARD! SHANE LIFTS HER UP FOR A SPINEBUST- METEORA! SHE DRILLS SHANE’S HEAD INTO THE STONE, CRUSHING IT LIKE A ZIT IN BETWEEN HER KNEES AND THE COFFIN!
Rich Russillo: MS. EXTREME QUICKLY GRABS HOLD OF HER LEFT KNEE THOUGH, SOMETHING MAY BE WRONG! HOWEVER SHANE MAY BE COMPLETELY OUT! MS. EXTREME ROLLS OFF THE SIDE, BEFORE LANDING NEXT TO… THAT’S A PLANK OF WOOD, AND I CAN SEE THE SPLINTERS STICKING OUT! WHAT ON EARTH!? IT LOOKS LIKE IT WAS BITTEN INTO, SURELY NOT BY A PERSON! BUT THAT DOESN’T MATTER, BECAUSE MS. EXTREME GRABS THE PLANK, AND SWINGS IT AT SHAN-
James Peters: Where is he? Where is Shane Gates? He was just there a second ago…
(Rustling is heard in the bushes and trees around her. Ms. Extreme begins to look around in all directions.)
James Peters: What the hell is that? There’s something in the woods! And it’s moving around Ms. Extreme here!
(Ms. Extreme begins to turn in circles, trying to catch whatever’s in the woods. A camera shot facing her quickly shows something stood behind her. When she turns around it’s gone, only for Shane Gates to be behind her this time.)
James Peters: GATES! HE’S THERE, BEHIND MS. EXTREME, AND SHE MAY HAVE CLOCKED ONTO IT! SHE TURNS AROUND AND SWINGS THE PLANK, BUT SHANE DUCKS, BEFORE HITTING A GERMAN SUPLEX THROUGH A HEADSTONE! IT SHATTERS TO PIECES, AS MS. EXTREME FALLS THROUGH IT!
Rich Russillo: SHANE GATES TAKES THIS OPPORTUNITY AND SCOURS OVER TO THE WOODEN PLANK, BEFORE GRABBING IT OUT OF HER HANDS! HE THEN RIPS PART OF HER SHIRT OFF, AND STICKS THE SPLINTERY END INTO HER BACK! FINALLY, HE SNAPS THE SPLINTERS OFF, FORCING THEM TO REMAIN IN HER FLESH! JESUS CHRIST!
James Peters: MS. EXTREME WINCES IN PAIN, AS SHE ARCHES HER BACK, TRYING TO REACH OVER AND REMOVE THE SPLINTERS! SHE ONLY GETS ONE OUT, BEFORE SHANE GATES KICKS HER IN THE JAW, AND GRABS HER BY THE HAIR! HE BEGINS TO CLOBBER HER FROM BEHIND WITH FOREARM SMASHES, JUST TRYING TO KNOCK HER OUT IN ORDER TO WIN HERE! MS. EXTREME FALLS INTO A SLUMP, AS SHANE STILL HOLDS ONTO HER HAIR! USING THAT SAME HAIR, HE DRAGS HER OVER TO THE CASKET! BUT SHE SUDDENLY PERKS BACK TO LIFE, AND STOMPS BEHIND SHANE’S KNEE! HE DROPS DOWN, BEFORE MS. EXTREME FOLLOWS UP WITH A SHOOT KICK TO THE NOSE! THE ALREADY BLEEDING NOSE, MIGHT I ADD! POOLS OF BLOOD SPURTS DOWN HIS FACE, AS MS. EXTREME STUMBLES BACKWARDS, AND FALLS INTO A SEATED POSITION! NOW LEANING ON A HEADSTONE, SHE BEGINS TO THINK UP A PLAN!
Persephone: What does that one say? If it’s stupid again I swear to fuck.
Rich Russillo: Cobbly Soul? I don’t know.
Here lies Colbly Sol. “Remember him? Me neither” – Jake Smith
Persephone: :wtf:
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme quickly stands back up, as Shane shows signs of life, only for the rustling to come back! This time it’s not possibly Shane Gates! What the hell is out in those wood-
James Peters: RIPCORD LARIAT! THE SECOND HALF OF ‘SUFFER AS ONE’ HIT BY SHANE GATES! HE JUST TOOK MS. EXTREME’S HEAD CLEAN OFF THE SHOULDERS! ALL HE NEEDS TO DO IS DRAG HER INTO THE CASKET AND… WHAT THE??
(As Shane Gates falls to his knees after hitting ‘Suffer As One’ he notices the doll in front of him.)
Persephone: I knew I wasn’t tripping!
Rich Russillo: A doll just appeared out of nowhere! Shane Gates isn’t taking too kindly to it though! As he grabs it by it’s head and punt kicks it into the air! The doll was sent into the air!
James Peters: But Shane Gates kicking away the doll was a mistake, because Ms. Extreme was able to crawl away into the chapel! Shane Gates doesn’t realize this, until he hears scraping! Oh.. OH MY GOD! SHE HAS THE DOOR, AND WHAT IS THAT ATTACHED??! THUMB TACKS! FUCKING THUMB TACKS! WHAT THE HELL!?!
Persephone: WHAT KIND OF GRAVEYARD IS THIS!?
Rich Russillo: SHANE GATES SPRINTS TOWARDS MS. EXTREME, BUT SHE BUTS HIS CHEST WITH THE DOOR, RELEASING THUMB TACKS INTO HIS SKIN! BEFORE SHE RESTS IT DOWN AGAINST THE CHAPEL WALLS, WHICH WILL ADD AN EXTRA LAYER OF PAIN TO WHOEVER IS SENT THROUGH THAT!
James Peters: MS. EXTREME GRABS SHANE, BUT HE FIGHTS BACK BEFORE SHE CAN EVEN DO ANYTHING, ELBOWING HER IN THE GUT, SENDING HER BACKWARDS AWAY FROM HIM! HE THEN KICKS HER IN THE GUT, AND LIFTS HER UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS, BUT SHE FIGHTS OUT OF THE POWERBOMB POSITION WITH A HURRICANRANA! SHANE MANAGES TO STOP HIMSELF FROM FALLING THROUGH THE DOOR, ONLY TO BE SPEARED THROUGH ANYWAY! MS. EXTREME MAY HAVE THE SPLINTERS, BUT SHANE HAS THUMB TACKS STUCK IN HIS BACK, THAT MAY HAVE JUST BEEN PUSHED THROUGH EVEN DEEPER BY THE WOOD FROM THE DOOR AND THE COBBLE FROM THE CHAPEL! HE SURELY BIT THE SHORT END OF THE STICK RIGHT THERE!
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme didn’t go unscaved either though! She may be taken out momentarily after going through that door also, and the impact from all of that will have definitely given some effect! Ms. Extreme and Shane Gates are completely out of it, as the caws of crows are heard once again!
(A flock of crows fly above the graveyard, showing a shot of the misty moon after this. We see an overhead view of the graveyard, now more damaged and destroyed than before, with shattered tombstones, broken fences, burnt grass, and the remains of tons of weapons.)
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme begins to roll away, as Shane Gates is out cold! She stands up, but is unable to walk properly, falling down every few steps! Ms. Extreme needs to recover right here, as she’s in the prime position to put Shane away!
James Peters: She doesn’t seem able to capitalize right now, because she can barely stand up straight. I don’t know if this is the knee from earlier, or her head, but either way, something is stopping her from being able to get the victory right here!
Rich Russillo: Shane Gates looks to be the one taking control, as he slowly stands up, whilst trying to remove the tacks from his back! How is he the one standing up right now? Ms. Extreme is still struggling, as she walks towards the trees, stumbling and tripping. Shane slowly begins to follow her, after being put through that door, which is really shocking to me. I don’t get how he’s still able to stand back up! Albeit, slowly.
James Peters: Ms. Extreme trips down, over a log, which gives Shane the chance to catch up! He kneels down and grabs Ms. Extreme’s ankle, only to be kicked in the jaw by the other! Shane stumbles back, but doesn’t lay off the attack! He pulls Ms. Extreme away from the log, ONLY FOR HER TO SHOVE A THUMBTACK INTO HIS FOREHEAD! SHE WAS PLAYING POSSUM! MS EXTREME QUICKLY STANDS UP, AND PLACES SHANE’S HEAD UNDER HER ARM! SHE’S LOOKING FOR A DDT ONTO THE TREE LOG, BUT HE MANAGES TO FIGHT BACK! HE HITS PUNCH AFTER PUNCH TO HER GUT, BEFORE LIFTING HER ONTO HIS SHOULDERS! POWERBOMB ONTO THE LOG! BUT HE HOLDS ON, THEN LIFTS HER BACK UP… ACES HIGH! POWERBOMB COMBO ONTO THE LOG! MS. EXTREME’S SPINE WAS JUST SNAPPED IN HALF!
Rich Russillo: BUT HE ISN’T DONE THERE! HE HITS A THIRD, POSSIBLY FINAL MOVE ONTO THE LOG! SPINEBUSTER!!! FOLLOWED UP BY A SUPERKICK, THE KILL SHOT! MS. EXTREME IS UNABLE TO MOVE RIGHT NOW, AS SHANE GATES IS JUST LAYING INTO HER! SHANE GRABS HER HAIR, AND DRAGS HER OVER TO THE STONE COFFIN, BEFORE HITTING HER HEAD ON TOP OF IT! HE THEN SCRAPES HER FACE ACROSS, BEFORE DRAGGING HER OVER TO ANOTHER TOMBSTONE! HE PLACES HER FOREHEAD IN THE CORNER OF THE CROSS, AND DIGS IT INTO THE OPEN WOUND! MORE BLOOD GUSHES OUT!
James Peters: MS. EXTREME IS PRACTICALLY LIFELESS RIGHT NOW, SHANE IS JUST MANHANDLING HER! I DON’T UNDERSTAND HOW HE’S STILL STANDING HERE, HE WAS JUST PLACED THROUGH A DOOR! HOW IS HE EVEN GOING!?
Rich Russillo: SHANE GRABS MS EXTREME’S WAIST, BEFORE BIEL THROWING HER OVER TO THE HOLE! SHE DOESN’T FALL IN, BUT HE’S PROBABLY GOING TO PUSH HER IN! WAIT, NO, CORRECTION! HE’S GONNA RUN FORWARD, AND BOOT HER IN THE FACE- BUT SHE SIDESTEPS, SOMEHOW! MS. EXTREME RUNS FORWARD, JUMPS ONTO A TOMBSTONE, BEFORE LEAPING BACKWARDS AND HITTING THE GLASS CEILING! TOP ROPE STUNNER, SOMEHOW! AMAZING ATHLETICISM PUT ON DISPLAY! SHANE GATES ROLLS INTO THE HOLE CONTAINING THE CASKET, BUT CRAWLS BACK OUT IMMEDIATELY – ONLY TO BE DROPKICKED BACK IN! MS. EXTREME CLOSES THE DOOR, BEFORE LOOKING FOR THE SHOVEL-
James Peters: BUT IT’S NOT THERE!! THAT DOESN’T MATTER TO HER, SHE BEGINS TO POUR DIRT INTO THE HOLE USING HER HANDS, THIS COULD BE IT-
(CRACK!)
James Peters: SHANE GATES HITS HER IN THE BACK WITH THE SHOVEL! HE MANAGED TO GET OUT, AND GRAB THE SHOVEL WHEN MS. EXTREME WASN’T LOOKING! HOW ON EARTH!?
Rich Russillo: MS. EXTREME FALLS TO HER KNEES, AND SHANE LIFTS UP THE SHOVEL ONCE MORE- LOW BLOW! MS. EXTREME GETS HER ARM RIGHT UP THERE, AND SHANE GATES FALLS ONTO HIS BACK! MS. EXTREME STANDS UP AND LOOKS TO PUSH HIM BACK IN, BUT STOPS… SHE’S HESITATING – NOW LOOKING BACK OVER TOWARDS THE CHAPEL!
James Peters: Did she… remember something? It seems like it! She’s storming back over there, to retrieve whatever she remembered! Shane Gates is slowly recovering out here though, she has to be quick! He’s back on her knees, and she’s out holding a… IS THAT AN ICE PICK!!?? THAT’S A SMALL, 4 INCH ICE PICK!! WHAT THE FUCK!?!?
Persephone: :comeagain:
Rich Russillo: I DIDN’T EXPECT THIS! WHAT ON EARTH IS SHE GOING TO DO WITH THAT? WELL, IT’S OBVIOUS, BUT FOR THE SAKE OF OUR EYES, I HOPE IT’S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE! SHE SPRINTS TOWARDS SHANE, AND LIFTS IT INTO THE AIR! SHE SWINGS IT DOWN AT HIS HEAD, BUT HE MANAGES TO CATCH HER WRISTS TO STOP IT! BEFORE HE TURNS IT AROUND AT HER! THEY’RE JUST FIGHTING OVER THE ICE PICK AT THIS POINT!
James Peters: THIS IS JUST WHAT APPEARS TO BE A TUG OF WAR! BACK AND FORTH, THEY TRY TO PULL IT AWAY FROM THE OTHER, TO USE IT FOR THEMSELVES! SHANE GATES LOOKS TO HAVE THE ADVANTAGE THOUGH, AS IT’S CLOSE TO GOING INTO MS. EXTREME’S SHOULDER! BUT SHE KICKS HIM IN THE GUT, AND SWINGS IT AT HIS! HE DODGES!
Rich Russillo: HE THEN ELBOWS HER HEAD, AND HER ARMS SWING BACK! THE ICE PICK FLIES THROUGH THE AIR, AWAY FROM THE TWO OF THEM! SHANE IS THE FIRST TO RUN AFTER IT, BUT MS. EXTREME TACKLES HIM TO THE GROUND, AND CRAWLS OVER HIM!
James Peters: SHANE GATES GRABS HER ANKLE THOUGH, AND PULLS HER BACKWARDS, AWAY FROM THAT DANGEROUS TOOL OF DESTRUCTION, AS HE MAKES THE JOURNEY TO IT NOW! HE GRABS IT, AND PICKS IT UP, BUT MS. EXTREME SHOOT KICKS HIS HAND, AND HE DROPS IT AGAIN! MS. EXTREME DIVES TO GRAB IT-
Rich Russillo: STOMP ONTO HER HAND! THAT HAS TO BE A BROKEN BONE RIGHT THERE! MS. EXTREME YELPS IN PAIN, AND SHANE TWISTS HIS HEEL, TO APPLY MORE PRESSURE! NOW IT’S HIS TURN, AS HE PICKS UP THE ICE PICK, BEFORE SWINGING IT DOWN! MS. EXTREME ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY, AND IT GETS STUCK IN THE DIRT! NOW SHE CAPITALIZES, THROWING PUNCHES AND CHOPS TO SHANE’S JAW, TRYING TO KNOCK HIM DOWN! IT’S NOT WORKING THOUGH! SHANE TANKS IT- UNTIL HE’S LOW BLOWED ONCE AGAIN, WITH A KICK TO THE GROIN! OH NO… TWIST OF FATE! SWINGING NECKBREAKER FROM MS. EXTREME, SHANE IS DOWN!
James Peters: MS. EXTREME GRABS SHANE AND DRAGS HIM OVER TO THE CASKET, BEFORE TURNING AROUND TO LOOK AT THE ICE PICK! SHE’S GONNA USE IT! SHE WALKS OVER AND PICKS IT UP, BEFORE MAKING HER WAY BACK OVER TO SHANE GAT-
Rich Russillo: KICK TO THE GUT! FOLLOWED UP BY THAT SNAP PILEDRIVER! DEATH BY INSANITY- NO! MS. EXTREME FLIPS TO HER FEET, BEFORE SLIDING TO HER KNEES- OH MY GOD! SHE STABS HIM IN THE THIGH WITH THE ICE PICK!
James Peters: OH MY! SHANE GATES IS SCREAMING IN PAIN, AS HE FALLS BACKWARDS, AND LANDS ON TOP OF THE CASKET DOOR! BUT HE’S NOT IN THE CASKET, MERELY LYING ON TOP! AND MS. EXTREME NOTICES THIS! BUT SHE HAS AN IDEA! I DON’T THINK IT’S A NECESSARILY GOOD ONE EITHER!
Rich Russillo: MS. EXTREME TAKES A FEW STEPS BACK, BEFORE LOOKING OVER TO THE HOLE. WHAT IS SHE GOING TO DO!? OH NO!! MS. EXTREME SPRINTS FORWARD BEFORE LEAPING INTO THE AIR… ‘A BLIND FURY’!!! DIVING DOUBLE FOOT STOMP TO SHANE GATES THROUGH THE CASKET! SHANE. IS. OUT!!!!!!!!!!
James Peters: MS. EXTREME SLOWLY CLIMBS OUT OF THE HOLE, USING GRASS AS LEVERAGE TO PULL HERSELF OUT, BUT THERE’S NO RUSH NEEDED! SHANE GATES ISN’T MOVING, AND THE WINDOW OF OPPORTUNITY IS RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER FACE! ALL SHE NEEDS TO DO IS CRAWL OVER TO THE SHOVEL, AND THAT’S A WIN RIGHT THERE!
Rich Russillo: BUT CAN SHE EVEN MOVE!?!? SHE JUST DOVE SIX FEET INTO THE GROUND, WITHOUT PROTECTION! SHE’S RESTING, BUT MAYBE I WAS WRONG! SHE BEGINS TO CRAWL!
James Peters: THE SHOVEL IS LONG AWAY, BUT SHE’S GETTING CLOSER AND CLOSER EVERY SECOND! JUST PUSHING HER BODY PAST ITS LIMITS, AS SHE SLOWLY GETS TO THE SHOVEL! IT’S FINGERTIPS AWAY!
Rich Russillo: SHE HAS IT! SHE GRABS ONTO THE SHOVEL’S HANDLE, BEFORE USING IT TO STAND UP! DIGGING IT INTO THE GROUND, AND PULLING HERSELF TO HER FEET, SHE’S GOING TO DO IT RIGHT HERE! MS. EXTREME PULLS THE SHOVEL OUT OF THE GROUND, BEFORE STICKING IT INTO THE PILE OF DIRT! ONE BY ONE, SHE BEGINS TO POUR IT OVER SHANE! TRYING TO FILL THE HOLE!
James Peters: BUT IT’S TAKING TOO LONG, AND SHE KNOWS THIS! ANY TIME SOON, SHANE GATES COULD JUST WAKE UP! SHE SHAKES HER HEAD, BEFORE GOING TO THE OTHER SIDE OF IT! SHE USES THE SHOVEL TO PUSH THE DIRT IN FASTER! ALL WE SEE NOW, IS SHANE’S HEAD! EYES OPENING SLOWLY, BEFORE SHE COVERS HIM COMPLETELY!!! SHANE GATES HAS BEEN BURIED ALIVE!!!!!!
(With Shane buried alive, Ms. Extreme drops the shovel, and falls to her knees, having won the fight. Taking deep breaths, as a shot of the gates are seen. They swing open on their own again, as the smoke comes back, this time it’s visible on the other side.)
James Peters: Ms. Extreme has done it! Through fire and flames, through thumbtacks, tombstones, all of these horrid tools of death, she has prevailed in the end, and put her opponent in the ground!
Rich Russillo: But she will be feeling the effects of this match for the rest of her career! Her back may be mangled, her head may be damaged, her hand may be broken. But to her? That doesn’t matter! What does matter is she lives to see another day! She continues to fight!
(Ms. Extreme stands up, before stumbling over to the gates, with blood stained face paint covering her face, dirt stained Joker clothes, and fading out green hair, she looks as if she just walked out of a war victorious. As she meets the gates, the doll is there to greet her. She smirks, before walking past it, into the smoke. We get one last shot of the doll walking into the graveyard on its own, as the gates close. Maniacal laughter floods the graveyard, as the Wicked Games match comes to a closer and Voltage fades to commercial break.)
(Promotional ad for Ms. Extreme versus Darcy May Morgan at Pain for Pride.)
[SCREENBAR – Parking Lot, LIVE)
(The camera opens to show Malcolm Jones arriving to the World 1 Theatre, parking his car in the lot before exiting, showing off an outfit more fight ready than flashy and shown to be sporting a bandage on his forehead as a result from New Eden’s attack last week. Malcolm pops the trunk of his car open before taking out a suitcase, which he unzips to take out a lead pipe, one he brings with him while storming in the arena, clearly meaning business. However, Malcolm stops to talk with a stagehand.)
Malcolm Jones: You! Have you seen New Eden around here?
Stagehand: Uh, last time I saw them, they went into their locker room.
(Malcolm nods and continues his stride through the EAW hallways, the camera trailing him from behind as he does so. Malcolm looks around and checks every locker room door before he soon comes across the locker room door which reads ‘New Eden’ as the fans roar in anticipation, knowing they’re in for a treat and ready for the showdown they’re about to see as a fuming Malcolm bursts in the locker room to see Myles and Minerva, who were conversing with each other before turning their attention to Malcolm, whose presence seems to have caught them a bit off guard, but they’re totally surprised at this intrusion.)
Malcolm Jones: Myles and Minerva. I was hoping your bitch ass leader would be here, but you two’ll do for now, don’t think I forgot about that bullshit you two pulled last week.
(Myles dismissively puts his hands up, not showing any real fear towards Malcolm along with Minerva who shares the same sentiment.)
Myles: Easy, Malcolm. It’s not like there’s two of us and one of you. :mjgrin:
Minerva: Yeah, and what happened last time when it was just the two of us and one of you? It didn’t end well for you, in fact, it’s how you got that little scar on your head you choose to cover up.
Myles: He might even have a split in his skull after that knee I delivered to him.
Minerva: Let’s not forget me hitting him in the head with his own title, some “champion” we have, huh?
(Rage boils in the eyes of Malcolm, who shuts the door behind him and locks it, leaving no escape for both him and New Eden.)
Myles: Looks like you just sealed off your only chance at escape.
(Both Myles and Minerva start to slowly close in on Malcolm, who’s standing his ground, prepared to take on both members.)
Malcolm Jones: More so yours.
Minerva: Oh, and why do you think that?
Malcolm Jones: Y’all may have got the best of me in a 2-on-1 last week, but I’d like to see you try again, seeing as now I have an equalizer, and you know, am staring you right in the eyes, and not still tryna recover from spearing Drake through a table.
(Malcolm brandishes the pipe, making Myles and Minerva pause for a second and looks towards each other and back at Malcolm.)
Minerva: How cute, you actually seem to think the work of you and a dainty pipe is gonna be enough to stop the two of us, seems like we’ll have to teach him the lesson he should’ve learned last week. There’s no stopping New Eden.
Malcolm Jones: I guess we’ll see, won’t we?
(Wasting no more time, the Myles and Minerva tandem quickly lunge themselves at Jones, but Malcolm tosses his suitcase at Myles, knocking Myles back and buying himself a little bit of time to go after Minerva, who’s punch attempt gets dodged and counter attacked with a pipe shot to the midsection that is soon followed with another shot, this time to the back while she was doubled over. Jones turns around, only to get driven back first into the wall by Myles, who gets hammered in the back with the pipe by Jones while he was holding him against the wall, using his shoulder to press into the abdomen of Malcolm, who’s pipe shot creating some separation between the two, and allows Malcolm to attack Myles with the pipe some more, landing shots to the rib cage while Myles tries to get his hands up to the best of his abilities before Minerva interjects herself back into the scuffle, blindsiding Malcolm, and slamming him down face first on a table repeatedly before ripping that pipe away from him as a lightbulb goes off in the head of the ‘Gypsy Goddess.’)
Minerva: Myles! Hold him down!
(Myles is clearly feeling the effects of those shots to his ribs, and gathers himself before holding Malcolm’s head down on the table, hoping to keep him in place as Minerva raises that pipe in the air, looking to crack Jones in the head with it, but not before taunting him.)
Minerva: I know Drake wanted to do the honors, but I guess we’ll have to end your career right now ourselves.
Myles: Poor Malcolm. He won’t even get the chance to main event Pain For Pride like he so desperately requires.
Minerva: Poor Malcolm? Poor Captain Charisma. Once again, his attempts to rid himself of New Eden have failed. :mjlol2: I-
Malcolm Jones: Will you two just shut the fuck up and get on with it already?
(Minerva’s expression turns to one of dangerous intent as she looks to bash the head of Jones in with that pipe, but he fights free of Myles, delivering a back elbow, and he moves out the way just before she can connect with that pipe, leaving a dent in that table. Minerva takes another swing at the head of Malcolm, but he avoids it, causing her to hit the wall. A frustrated Minerva takes another swing at Malcolm, but he ducks under and she inadvertently ends up cracking Myles in the head, drawing a bit of blood on Myles. Minerva looks to be apologetic about the incident before turning around and being on the receiving end of ‘SHAPOOWWWWWWW’ from Malcolm, a Superman punch which drops Minerva to all fours, causing her to fumble the pipe. Minerva gets her wits about her before crawling and getting her hand back on the pipe before her hand stepped on by Jones, who picks the pipe back up and begins to bludgeon Minerva in the head with it, staining the pipe with her blood as he raises it above his head, holding Minerva by her head while she’s kneeled on the floor.)
Malcolm Jones: Now, you’re gonna tell me where-
(Malcolm’s sentence is cut off as Myles flies in with a bicycle knee attempt that Malcolm narrowly avoids. Jones tries to charge at Myles with the pipe in hand, but gets a kick to the stomach for his troubles. Malcolm is stunned for a bit and Myles begins to look around for a weapon to use, but he might’ve taken too much time as he turns around to receive the same thing Drake did last week in the ‘C-Note’ spear from Malcolm, who wastes no time in mounting Myles afterwards and bashing his forehead in with that pipe, opening up Myles even more than previously, soaking that pipe with the blood of both New Eden members, excluding Drake, but Malcolm continues to beat Myles to the brink of unconsciousness, similar to what he previously did to Minerva, who lies on the floor, favoring her busted open forehead.)
Malcolm Jones: Now, you two dumbasses are gonna tell me exactly where your “almighty leader” Drake King is, so I can whoop his ass like I just whooped yours, and if not, trust me, I can do far worse to the both of you. You wanted to take me out of Pain for Pride? I’ll do the same.
(Malcolm stands up and paces back-and-forth while he waits for an answer from the duo, however, Myles starts to speak up in a faint tone, certainly feeling the effects of that beating he suffered from Malcolm as blood drips down his face to the floor and somewhat on his clothes.)
Myles: We…we don’t know. We haven’t seen him at all around here.
Malcolm Jones: Oh, and I’m supposed to believe that dumbass shit? Stop lying, y’all both know exactly where the fuck he is, y’all practically be attached at the hip everytime I look. Now, my patience is running thin when it comes to y’all bullshit! Where is Drake, I’m not gonna ask again.
(Malcolm grabs Myles by the hair and raises the pipe in the air until Minerva starts to speak up after coughing.)
Minerva: :whoa: He’s not lying, we seriously don’t know where Drake is, we haven’t seen him yet. If we did, we’d be standing over you like we did last week, perhaps plunging that cross deeper into your so obviously thick skull.
(Malcolm is clearly frustrated at not getting the answers he was hoping for outta these two, and begins to take out said frustrations on Myles and Minerva with kicks and stomps to their downed bodies, ensuring that if they weren’t hurt before, they certainly are now, before crouching down to give Myles and Minerva both one final message.)
Malcolm Jones: Last week, you came for me, and if you thought there wasn’t gonna be hell to pay for doing so, you and your leader are more delusional than I thought. And speaking of your leader, I was hoping to see him in here with you, ya know, to make my night a little bit easier, but it never is easy with you three. But don’t worry, just because I didn’t find Drake here, doesn’t mean I won’t at all. Because if he shows up here, which- hell, I think he already has, knowing you two lying sacks of shit, you tell Drake that Malcolm Jones is looking for him, and while he may try to escape this ass beating before Pain for Pride, he can’t. Because I promise before this night’s over with, I’m gonna get my hands on his bitch ass, and seeing as you two aren’t gonna be of anyone’s help no time soon, seems like I’ll be picking back up from where we ended last week.
(With that being said, Malcolm delivers one final stomp to the two before walking out of the room, still holding on to that pipe, continuing his search for Drake King that’s clear not to be ending any time soon as the final camera shot is both Myles and Minerva rolling on the floor in pain, both wearing a crimson mask as a result of the attack from Malcolm. The bloodthirsty crowd is very happy at seeing the duo of Myles and Minerva like this, having no remorse for the two as the camera fades elsewhere.)
(Voltage returns to ringside, with an overarching camera angle viewing the World 1 Theatre; the ring, the LED screens, with audience members waving and clapping just at the opportunity to be on live television, with the exception of some. Hell there’s even a screen showing a still of Eric Havoc with the caption “when creative has nothing for you” whilst he appears to have a look of stress on his face, presumably a photo taken after his 7th loss to Jake Smith. Other screens would feature signs, fanart, and other fan-made items to hype up their favorite wrestlers and Pain For Pride next week.)
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOO PAIN FOR PRIDE!!!
Fan 1: PAYNE FOR PRIDE!
Fan 2: No.
Fan 1: 🙁
(As the virtual audience begin to talk to each other – which surprisingly hasn’t raised any suspicion to the production team yet – Bella Braxton would step out from the timekeepers area and begin to talk into her EAW-branded microphone.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen… Alexis Chambers!
(‘Walking the Wire’ by Imagine Dragons hits the speakers to a slightly mixed reaction; mostly gravitating towards boos, however there are some positive reactions regardless. Alexis Chambers walks out onto the stage, holding an EAW-branded microphone, before walking down the ramp.)
James Peters: And here walks Alexis Chambers, holding a microphone; clearly she has something to say! A few weeks ago it was confirmed that Alexis Chambers would be in the 24/7 Battle Royal, and it’s clear just by the way she’s walking to the ring it means a lot to her, and that it’s serious.
Rich Russillo: But is it as serious as my love and passion for Persephone? That’s really what we should be measuring everything from. Are they stronger than my love for Persephone? Then they’re not really that strong! In fact, it might not even be possible :lupe: what if I set the bar too high?
Persephone: This is the one time I want someone to just get in the ring and get on the microphone.
Rich Russillo: Well it’s too bad she’s on the steps isn’t it? :mjgrin: As I was saying, if she isn’t as serious as people should expect, then I don’t think she should even get into that ring to be honest. Pain For Pride requires the utmost serious energy! We don’t want any slackers like that Ed Wagner guy, last week, he couldn’t be bothered to show Shane the real meaning of word count smh.
(Alexis Chambers would slip her body through the ropes, entering the ring, as she stares off into the distance. Taking a peek at all of the virtual audience, the LED screens, before up at the Pain For Pride sign. Alexis Chambers nods to herself, before standing in the center of the ring and adjusting the jacket she’s wearing.)
James Peters: She’s clearly looking forward to what she’s intending to do at Pain For Pride, and just like anyone, those intentions are obviously winning. I’d say she’s dead serious, Rich.
Alexis Chambers: One year ago… One year ago, I faced my bae Bethany, at Pain For Pride no less, and in that time span I’ve gone through trial and error. This entire season, to say the least, hasn’t been the most gold-ridden has it? As I said, people are going to call me a nobody – living in different people’s shadows, but here, next week, I’m going to put an end to all that shit. “You’re living in Terry’s shadow!” “You’re living in Bethany’s shadow!” Of course I think highly of both of those people, but that’s not a place I *want* to be. Last Sunday I told you that they might not be wrong; the haters, the doubters. But they’re also wrong to be thinking it’s a permanent fixture of truth. You see life isn’t a fairytale; and some may ask “but isn’t that the story you’re trying to tell?” and that’s not how *I* view it. The fairytale that other people would like to tell is that “the more deserving deserve the win” but that’s not how I see it, that’s not the fairytale story I want people to tell.
Alexis Chambers: This whole season has been filled to the brim with opportunities. Midsummer Massacre, facing Bronson Daniels. Territorial Invasion on Team Ryan. Reasonable Doubt facing Consuela. Road To Redemption, King of Elite, Shock Value, Battle of Egypt. The people that are going to groan and talk about how “Alexis doesn’t deserve this!” are clearly misguided, none of those opportunities actually had my fortune in them, but right now that changes. Because the story I’m going to tell here isn’t one where I let someone else win again. I’m not in the prime position, but this is what my opportunity is for; to bring myself up there, to meet standards set for me.
(Alexis Chambers taps the side of her head, lightly, with the bottom of the microphone, as she paces around the ring, before slowly coming to a stop in the center of the ring. She stares down the hardcam, before speaking with a grin.)
Alexis Chambers: So I wouldn’t bet on any one of these other newbies or lower-midcarders. They play a great role, and it’s a great launching pad; but they’re not in a betting role for victor. What you should be doing is betting on me, betting on Alexis Chambers. Bet that I’ll leave Pain For Pride as the new Miss 24/7! I know I can end my season on a high, I can end it on a win. Ensure my spot as a champion in this company, as stated previously by someone else in this match, on MY terms. People are so fascinated by who does and doesn’t deserve it, if anything, I’ve proven that I deserve it week after week! My performances alone speak for themselves, and I think it’s about time that we see a shift in mood when it comes to Alexis Chamber’s EAW career. I think it’s time that we see a new face in the champions leagu-
(Suddenly, ‘Blow’ by Ed Sheeran, Chris Stapleton, and Bruno Mars would hit the speakers, as Envy Ellis walks out onto the stage. Cutting off Alexis Chambers, she would walk down the ramp, also holding a microphone. It seems she had heard enough, as she has an annoyed look on her face, heading down to the ring to confront Alexis. Envy climbs up onto the apron, then enters the ring, approaching Alexis, however, gives her at least some space.)
Envy Ellis: Really, Alexis? This is what we’re talking about? I got a little preview of this when we faced off, and I must say it’s not at all better than the previous time I heard it. I mean, just listen to yourself! If you think your performances alone are why you deserve this shot, then that’s real cute. Your confidence is real cute.
Alexis Chambers: What are you doing out here, Envy? Last I checked it wasn’t me that you were mad at. Or have you come for round two? We both know where that match was going until what happened… happened… but that’s all in the past. I didn’t think you’d have cared!
Envy Ellis: Didn’t think I’d have cared? That’s funny. You see, you’re right about one thing. It’s not you that I’m mad at, but that also doesn’t mean I *LIKE* you either. Thanks you Kensi and Lisa, *we* will never know who the true winner was between us. Whether it was you, or whether it was me, we have no result. But what I do know is… between you and I? I’m Pain For Pride’s breakout star, and it’s amusing you think it’s going to be YOU.
Alexis Chambers: Why shouldn’t it be, Envy? I’m the most equipped for this situation. Tell me, do you really think you’re going to succeed here? At Pain For Pride? If any confidence is cute, there you have it. We came to a no contest and now you’re acting like a hypocrite, and only proving my point. I deserve this more than anyon-
(Envy Ellis suddenly cuts Alexis Chambers off, by raising her finger and talking into the live microphone.)
Envy Ellis: Am I hearing this straight? I’m the one acting like a hypocrite? Listen here, Alexi-
???: Ladies, ladies, ladies! Chill out!
(Suddenly, through the speakers, a third voice would be heard through a microphone, as everyone turns their attention to the stage. Half-boos and half-cheers would rain through the arena as Kensi walks out followed up by Lisa Wren, who looks displeased, as Kensi begins to speak again.)
Kensi: Ms. Chambers, Ms. Ellis, I heard quite the commotion! You two bickering… over who’s going to win? Listen, Envy, you’re not going to win. Nor are you, Alexis. Neither of you are going to win, in fact, you won’t even get close. Somehow you were given your opportunities before us, but it doesn’t matter. Right now, I’m focusing on the future of my career!
Lisa Wren: What Stripperella truly meant was… I’m finally going to get MY moment. Captain Cacasoid has been trying to keep me away for far too long, whilst skanks like you two are presented with opportunities because one of you is a Chambers family member, and the other… well… we all know it isn’t talent that got you here, hoe-bag! Myself? I had to work hard and improve to get here, you were just handed it. And that’s the difference between us.
(Lisa Wren and Kensi begin to walk down the ramp, Lisa still not opening up to Kensi, before they enter the ring.)
Alexis Chambers: *sigh* Now I have to deal with you tw-
Envy Ellis: You two best not forget what actually happened last week, remember? This is between myself and Alexis, not you two salty excuses for Elitists!
Kensi: Salty excuse? Oh my, you really have quite the mouth. What we did was just business, not a personal attack. However, I can organize that if you want to do so.
Alexis Chambers: I-
Lisa Wren: Or better yet, I can do it for you. I’ve been meaning to show off how I feel about people getting opportunities ahead of me, maybe it’s time for another preview of my improvement-
???: What the heck are you four doing?
(Suddenly, Lisa Wren would be cut off this time, in the same way Kensi had done so. On the stage, Holly Arrow and Mary S. Atlas would walk onto the stage, them too with a mixed reaction, and it would suddenly be aware that things are getting very heated, very fast. Holly and Mary would begin to walk down the ramp, before entering the ring.)
Holly Arrow: This again? You’re all just repeating yourselves, it’s unbearable. All this talk about opportunity and such, the only people in my eyes that earned it ARE Alexis and Envy. You, Kensi? Lisa? What are you doing out here?
Mary S. Atlas: Better yet, WHY are you out here? Save us from that dread, we don’t need to hear any of this shit, especially from you two. I haven’t forgotten when you hit me in the back of the head with those bricks.
Lisa Wren: Oh here we go, more complaining about cheating when you do it yourself! You need to get a grip, no one cares about the Most Wanted Hoes talking about how they were screwed, and cheated out of their match. That bullshit doesn’t mean anything to me!
Holly Arrow: Do I really have to bring it up again? You know what, forget it, it doesn’t matter. What does matter is why you’re out here, interrupting Alexis, just so you can all get your kicks in. Aren’t you supposed to be preparing for the 24/7 Battle Royal or something? Relax, take a step back.
Lisa Wren: Are you stupid? Haven’t you thought about how I might want a word with-
(Alexis Chambers suddenly speaks up to stop the bickering that’s going on.)
Alexis Chambers: ENOUGH! None of you are helping your own points, you’re just coming out here to blabber. Envy, you’re bitter. Kensi, you’re selfish. Lisa, you’re craving attention. And you two are trying to play hero, Holly and Mary. I don’t need ANY of your opinions, and I don’t need ANY of your thoughts. So why don’t we just tone it down, and back off? We can bicker about who’s going to win any day of the week, but which one of you can actually show it?
(Alexis Chambers doesn’t back down, despite there being a large group of opponents, as she gets ready for a brawl. They all look to get ready, until suddenly, Lizzie The Doll appears in between them with a glitch effect over the camera, and the flickering of lights. White noise gets louder, which causes all of the women in the ring to get effected.)
Alexis Chambers: WHAT THE… HELL… IS THIS???
(As Alexis lets out her scream, the lights would turn out, before complete silence rings through the arena…)
Rich Russillo: Not again… :lupe:
(The lights would flick back on, this time revealing Shane Gates in the center of the ring.)
Rich Russillo: OH GOD! SHANE GATES HAS ARRIVED, HE’S HERE! WHILST ALL OF THESE WOMEN WERE BICKERING SHANE GATES MANAGED TO FIND HIMSELF A WAY INTO THE RING, AND NOW IT’S TIME TO DEVASTATE!
James Peters: SHANE GATES INSTANTLY DECAPITATES HOLLY ARROW WITH A HUGE BIG BOOT, WHICH MAKES MARY S. ATLAS LEAP TOWARDS HIM, HOWEVER, HE GRABS HER IN MID AIR AND DRIVES HER INTO THE CORNER! SHOULDER BARGES FROM SHANE!
Rich Russillo: BUT BEHIND SHANE, LOOK! ENVY ELLIS TURNS ALEXIS AROUND, BEFORE LAYING INTO PUNCHES! ONE AFTER ANOTHER AFTER ANOTHER, MAKING SURE ALEXIS CHAMBERS FEELS REGRETS FROM THE WORDS SHE CHOSE-
James Peters: BUT HERE COMES KENSI AND LISA WREN! THEY STOP THE FIGHT BETWEEN ALEXIS AND ENVY AS THEY BOTH TACKLE THEM UP AT THE SAME TIME AND UNLEASH PUNCHES ONTO THEIR HEADS! AGAIN, AND AGAIN AND AGAIN!
Rich Russillo: HOWEVER SHANE GATES CATCHES MARY S. ATLAS’ KICK TO THE STOMACH, BEFORE LIFTING HER UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS AND TURNING HER AROUND TOWARDS THE MOUNTED PUNCHES! OH GOD! POWERBOMB!!!
(Shane Gates powerbombs Mary S. Atlas onto the pile of bodies, allowing the pile to all come crashing down, as they’re all taken out. Mary rolls out to the side, Lisa onto the apron, Kensi to the corner, Envy and Alexis to the outside. Shane Gates stands back up, before looking down the hardcam and extending his arms; stood tall, or so he thought.)
Rich Russillo: IT’S HOLLY ARROW! HERE TO SAVE THE DAY-
James Peters: BUT SHANE NOTICES, AND CLOBBERS HER WITH A HUGE BIG BOOT! SHANE GATES GOT THE JUMP ON ALL OF THESE WOMEN, AND NOW AS THE ONLY ONE PREPARED, HE’S GOING TO LAY WASTE TO THEM ALL! SHANE GRABS HOLLY BY THE FACE… ‘RECKONING’!!! IRON CLAW CHOKESLAM TO HOLLY, SHE’S OUT OF IT!
(Shane Gates looks down at Holly’s body, with a smile on his face, as Lizzie The Doll walks up behind him. The entire EAW Universe is in shock as how Shane managed to take all of those women out, however, some may say he got lucky he wasn’t jumped. As Shane Gates stands tall, Voltage would fade out to darkness.)
(FADE IN: The camera opens up to the events of last week’s Voltage. Drake King and Malcolm Jones just signed the contract for their EAW Championship match, putting the fate of both New Eden and Malcolm Jones’ career on the line. Drake would end up attacking Malcolm Jones by stabbing him in the face with the pen, but the attack would go south as Malcolm Jones would put Drake through the table with his “C-Note” spear. Malcolm would officially have the upper hand, but this wouldn’t last too long as both Myles and Minerva would rush to the ring, immediately taking down the EAW Champion, working together and delivering their biggest moves to Malcolm. As Drake eventually gets back to his feet, Myles and Minerva would hold Malcolm up, allowing Drake to stab Malcolm in the forehead with a sharpened crucifix. Finally, New Eden would leave the ring together, all three members sharing smiles on their faces, but as the camera shows the three Elitists clearly proud of what they’ve done together, the sound of the virtual crowd’s booing and hatred for New Eden goes mute.)
Narrator: At one of EAW’s biggest events of the year, a revolution against the wrestling industry would begin.
(The camera cuts to the match between Drake King, Consuela Rose Ava, and Jake Smith at King of Elite 2021. A match caused by Drake’s hatred for the way EAW is run would end up being won by him, but not without controversy. Late in the match Jake Smith’s faction Insurgency would run out to help Jake, taking out Drake King. It’d look like Jake had the match in his hands, but soon that wouldn’t be the case. In the midst of the King of Elite tournament, Drake King and the National Elite Champion Myles would have a conversation about Myles and Minerva’s antics throughout the tournament, which Myles would justify, saying that if one person takes all the success for themself, nobody else could have it. This would give Drake an idea in the coming weeks, one that Minerva would be against for the most part. Not too long after the idea would still come to fruition, as Insurgency’s interference of that triple threat at King of Elite would be stopped thanks to Myles and Minerva, who’d come to decide that joining forces with Drake King was a good idea after all. This would eventually allow Drake to capture the victory, allowing all three members of a soon-to-be faction to be victorious at the event.)
Narrator: At King of Elite, Drake King, Myles and Minerva would take the first steps in their goal to change the industry. Soon after, their fight against EAW’s norms would gain a name.
(The camera shows the Voltage following King of Elite, where all three members of the stable call themselves New Eden, making it clear that they plan to rid the company of greed by taking away what they claim is the source of it, Championships and accolades. It wouldn’t take long for the three to begin their fight against the company, as while Terry Chambers may have won his first EAW Championship at King of Elite, he’d be met with a challenger almost immediately after in Minerva. Minerva and Terry would fight a very close match for the EAW Championship, and with Myles already holding the National Elite Championship this would have definitely been a huge step towards their goal being reached. Minerva would come extremely close to dethroning Terry as she’d cover Terry and nearly get the three count. Unfortunately for New Eden, “nearly” is as far as it goes.)
Narrator: While all three members of New Eden would find success at King of Elite, they’d soon realize that their goal to change the wrestling industry would be far from easy.
(Minerva wouldn’t win the EAW Championship, and it’d be all because of her own actions coming back to haunt her. Raven Roberts would return to Voltage, attacking Minerva right before she could get the three count. This would lead to one of three New Eden matches at Shock Value, as Myles would defend the National Elite Championship against TLA, and Drake King would be the next member of New Eden to fight for the EAW Championship as he fought in a triple threat against Terry Chambers and SOSA Henderson. Minerva would face Raven Roberts in a Shock Value special edition of Barbed Wire Massacre, where all weapons were full of electricity. Minerva would come up short as Raven Roberts would successfully get her revenge, but this would only be one of three losses of the night for New Eden. Shock Value was actually a horrible night for the team, as Myles would lose his National Elite Championship in an Electrified TLC Match after El Landerson got involved, assisting TLA and allowing him to win the Championship. The main event of the night would see Drake King also coming close to dethroning Terry Chambers in their High Voltage Match, but he’d be pulled out of the ring by a returning Malcolm Jones, who Drake had injured leading up to King of Elite. Malcolm would take out Drake, and just a few minutes later Terry Chambers would successfully retain his Championship, pinning SOSA Henderson.)
Narrator: New Eden would come up short, but that wouldn’t stop them. The three Elitists were determined to reach their goal, and wouldn’t let anything stop them from doing it. While Shock Value may have started off as a setback, it’d go down as what caused this war to spiral out of control.
(The camera would then recap New Eden’s many, many words for what happened at Shock Value, constantly blaming Captain Charisma for their failure and even accusing the Voltage Commissioner of conspiring against them. This wouldn’t be helped in the coming weeks, as Drake King would be forced to face his girlfriend in Sierra Bradford shortly after Shock Value, which of course led to tons of complaining from Drake. Weeks and weeks would pass with Captain Charisma being forced to put up with New Eden saying what they believed was the truth, and with Grand Rampage coming up, Captain Charisma believed he found a way to silence them, forcing all three members of the group into the Grand Rampage match. This wouldn’t silence New Eden at all, but in the weeks leading up to the match, the group would soon realize just what they were really dealing with. Leading up to Grand Rampage, many, many Elitists would stand against New Eden. TLA, Candice Blair, Darcy May Morgan, and more, but there were three Elitists who wouldn’t stop until New Eden were gone, and their names were Rex McAllister, Ms. Extreme and SOSA Henderson. One week on Voltage, New Eden was booked in a triple threat against each other, but they’d straight up refuse to fight, claiming to protest against Captain Charisma’s unfair way of running Voltage. A solution would soon be found as Rex, Ms. Extreme and SOSA stepped up, and the two teams would end up fighting in a six man tag team match, which would end in a contest as the two teams would have a huge brawl. Those three wouldn’t be the only thorns in New Eden’s side, as New Eden would also go after Impact, Drake’s Reckless Wiring opponent. In the end their match would end in a no contest, but Impact wouldn’t forget about New Eden.)
Narrator: New Eden’s list of enemies would grow larger by the second, but soon enough every single one of them would begin to realize just how far the group will go in order to achieve their goal of bringing about change, all at the expense of EAW’s biggest match of the year.
(Leading up to the Grand Rampage match, both the Visual Prophet and SOSA Henderson would fall victim to attacks from New Eden, which would take them out of action. The attack on the Visual Prophet would take place right after Reckless Wiring, but SOSA’s attack would occur on the night of Grand Rampage, stopping him from competing in the match at all. The camera then cuts to the very beginning of the Grand Rampage match, because if they didn’t already have enough hatred for the higher ups in the company, Drake King would start the match as number one, and Minerva and Myles would soon follow as numbers eight and nine. This was New Eden’s biggest challenge yet as a trio, as they were up against twenty seven other Elitists, not to win the Grand Rampage match, but to steal it from everyone else. The trio would have to face off against Insurgency, a reuniting Beating Hearts of Voltage following the return of Andrea Valentine, a reuniting Generation Genesis after Ronn Banks’ return, a returning Visual Prophet, and much more, but in the end they’d still make it to the final four of the match. Myles had the most eliminations of the match with seven. Minerva lasted longer than any other woman competing in the match and Drake was able to survive from the number one entrant and even be the one to eliminate Ronn Banks, but things wouldn’t end smoothly for New Eden. Not yet at least.)
(New Eden still had one more opponent left in the way before they could say they stole the Grand Rampage match and stopped any other Elitist from capturing the huge Pain for Pride opportunity, and that was Impact. Impact was severely outnumbered by New Eden, but that wouldn’t stop him from doing whatever he could to fight back against the trio, clearly not willing to back down and give up a Pain for Pride main event. New Eden would bring ladders and even Drake’s infamous branding iron into the match, but that’d end up almost being their own undoing, as those weapons would help Impact fight back against them. Things would get to the point where Minerva had to drop down and eliminate herself so she doesn’t hold Myles back before returning later on, insisting on helping New Eden take Impact out. Myles would also sacrifice himself, as Drake was tangled in the ropes and Impact was extremely close to eliminating him. Sending Impact, himself, and Drake over the top rope, Myles would find himself eliminated as Drake and Impact would land on the apron. Both Myles’ and Minerva’s sacrifices would play a huge part in this match’s ending, as soon after Myles took everyone out, Drake would hit Impact with the “Book of Dristianity”, knocking Impact off the apron and winning the Grand Rampage match. The outcome everyone was hoping wouldn’t happen, and everyone fought so hard to stop, would still occur. New Eden would stand in the center of the ring, smiles on all of their faces as they overcame their greatest challenge yet.)
Narrator: New Eden said they’d stop at nothing to spread their message and change the wrestling industry, and with the Grand Rampage match they thought they had taken yet another step forward, but things wouldn’t be that simple…
(Following Grand Rampage, Drake King would make it clear that he doesn’t actually plan to use his Grand Rampage victory, taking the Pain for Pride main event from Voltage as well after everything New Eden was put through on the show. Come Battle of Egypt though, Drake would learn that he couldn’t always get his way. At Battle of Egypt SOSA Henderson would get his revenge on Myles while Drake King would capture a long awaited victory over the Visual Prophet, but that’s not all New Eden had to worry about on that night, because Captain Charisma would give Drake an ultimatum. He had enough of New Eden’s actions, and if Drake didn’t use his Grand Rampage victory to face Malcolm Jones at Pain for Pride, New Eden would be suspended for 60 days and a new challenger for Malcolm would be found.)
Narrator: However, New Eden would only continue to prove just how far they’ll go, as these past few weeks these three would prove that they’re more committed to their goal than anything.
(New Eden would attack Captain Charisma following Battle of Egypt, but only after a huge decision was made. Drake would agree to face Malcolm Jones at Pain for Pride, but on one condition: Malcolm puts his career on the line. Malcolm Jones would force Drake to put New Eden on the line as well if he wants Malcolm to agree, and while Drake accepts, he promises to make Malcolm regret putting New Eden in that position, as Minerva would walk out holding Malcolm Jones’ girlfriend Keisha, threatening to throw her off the stage. In a turn of events Malcolm would reveal that Keisha is actually pregnant, and while New Eden doesn’t throw Malcolm off the stage, Myles does attack Malcolm from behind, and Drake soon joins in on the attack. The following week, Captain Charisma would make the match between Drake King and Malcolm Jones an Unsanctioned Match. Outside of the EAW Championship picture, Myles had qualified for the Cash in the Vault ladder match along with Limmy Monaghan, Andre Walker, Constance Blevins, Jon Kelton and Justin Windgate, promising to take the briefcase from everyone else similarly to how they took away the Grand Rampage. Minerva on the other hand went after TLA, looking to finally take him out and capture the National Elite Championship at Pain for Pride. TLA has been a thorn in New Eden’s side since the beginning, and now was Minerva’s chance to finally get him out of the picture.)
Narrator: New Eden began as an uprising against the wrestling industry, but at Pain for Pride there’s a big chance that uprising may come to an end.
(The camera cuts back to what happened on this past Voltage between New Eden and Malcolm Jones, this time showing the words shared between Malcolm and Drake before they actually signed the contract. The match between these two became very personal and that’s been the case for a very long time now. New Eden’s attack on Malcolm begins to play once again, except as New Eden makes their way out of the ring, the audio doesn’t go out. Instead, all of the booing from the crowd is heard as Malcolm Jones is left motionless inside of the ring.)
Narrator: No matter what happens at Pain for Pride, someone’s life will change forever. Either Malcolm Jones’ career will come to an end, or New Eden will be no more.
(The final image shown by the camera is the ending of the Grand Rampage match. Myles, Minerva and Drake standing in the center of the ring, looking at the Pain for Pride sign, proud of what they’ve done. Twenty seven other opponents, and they somehow found a way to come out on top, doing exactly what they said they’d do from the start. It was their greatest triumph yet, and it might just go down as their last. Finally, the camera begins to fade to black.)
(A commercial for Chris Elite’s wig store begins to play: “Why you bald? W-w-w-hy you asking a dumb question like that???”)
(SCREEN BAR — EARLIER THIS WEEK.)
(The camera fades into the track and field area of the University of California, Los Angeles or UCLA for short —the same university that Ms. Extreme graduated from. It fades into the university gym, which is vacated for the two people that are going to be occupying the entire area. The scene fades into Desmond Helms and Candice Blair inside a wrestling ring, going over a few drills, which consist of lock up, head lock, rebounding off the ropes into hip toss, snapmare, etc. The only noise at the gym happens to be Desmond instructing and critiquing on the execution of these moves. These two get themselves into a rhythm before it stops with Candice getting a cover on Desmond and him gesturing to cut the scene. The two roll each other to their knees as they look at each other.)
Desmond Helms: Why the long face, babe?
Candice Blair: I am not your ‘babe!’ Also, there’s a lot weighing on my mind with those whole title match at Pain for Pride. It’s my first non-Chamber championship match on a big stage. There’s that pressure to exceed expectations.
Desmond Helms: It’s what we’ve been working on all season. We knew that this moment was coming and I would have been upset if it was any other match, but a championship match. You’re nervous because you want to do well. That is your passion speaking for you. :wow:
Candice Blair: I am going to need you to push me in training all of this week. I need to make sure I go out there and look the best that I’ve ever had. I need to go out there and give a performance that they won’t forget.
Desmond Helms: You doubt me in my training regimen? I am going to make you Pain for Pride ready. No way I am going to have a student lose at Pain for Pride two years in a row. You’ve listened to me like half the time, so I feel like you’ll do better than Jalyn last year.
Candice Blair: I’m already better than Jalyn based on what happened to him on Showdown. :yikes:
Desmond Helms: :francis: Poor kid didn’t know what he was getting himself into. That means I need to work that much harder so you know what you will be getting yourself into going up against two other competitors. With that being said, I want you motivate 24/7, 365 days and that’s starting…
(At the perfect moment, Dynasty’s Ashley Flores and Specialists Champion and Showdown’s own, Dr. Bethany Blue walk inside the gym with their own workout gear as Candice Blair turns around, almost like a ghost has entered the room.)
Desmond Helms: …NOW!
(Candice Blair is completely taken off guard by the presences of her two Pain for Pride opponents. She is easily on the defense, but trying her best not to show it. Honestly, the only thing that she’s showing is her anger and that’s towards Desmond Helms. She holds him by the collar of his shirt, forcing him to look her in the eyes.)
Candice Blair: (whispers) Why the hell are they there? Why wasn’t I consulted about this?
Desmond Helms: (whispers) This week is super important — for the both of us. It’s your first big opportunity since the Universal Women’s Championship and it’s an opportunity for me to see if I’m not wasting my time by training you into being a future goat. I need you motivated and by having your competition watch you train and scout your moves —
Candice Blair: (whispers) — They’ll be able to belittle me more than they do right now?
Desmond Helms (whispers): More like they’ll be able to point out the smallest flaws with you and we’ll work on that to make sure that you’re more than perfect going into Pain for Pride.
Candice Blair: :oh:
Desmond Helms: :smart:
Ashley Flores: Can the two of you stop whispering like a bunch of children and tell us why we’re here in the first place?
Dr. Bethany Blue: A bit of reasoning would be nice.
Desmond Helms: Okay, quick set of hands — how many of you hate Candice?
(Without any hesitation, both Ashley Flores and Dr. Bethany Blue raise their hands mid way as Candice Blair rolls her eyes.)
Candice Blair: Is all of this necessary? :wtf:
Desmond Helms: Okay, the reason why I invited the both of you is simple — you are going to watch Candice at ringside as I train her.
Ashley Flores: I’d rather watch paint dry.
Desmond Helms: I’d rather spend my days getting drunk at 11am, so it seems like we’re not getting what we want, Ashley.
Dr. Bethany Blue: I didn’t think that I would get a personal view of the competition, but I’ll take what I get. It will help me be better prepared for Pain for Pride. Also, I wanted to check out the medical facility of this university, so I suppose, it’s not a giant waste of time to be here.
(With that Dr. Bethany Blue and Ashley Flores make their way out of the ring and sit on each of the two steel chairs that Desmond Helms had set up at ringside. Candice Blair and Desmond talk about what they are going to do before moving themselves into position. The two of them lock up as Candice goes for a wrist lock on him, but Desmond manages to get Candice by the neck, looking to connect with a snapmare as Candice goes over, but instead of crashing into a seated position, Candice lands on her feet before getting Desmond and connecting with an arm drag.)
Ashley Flores: That arm drag was fucking awful.
(Not paying attention to any of the comments at ringside, Candice Blair and Desmond Helms continue on as Desmond rushes towards Candice before getting her by the waist and looking to throw her over his head with a German suplex, but Candice lands on her feet. Desmond turns around before she nails him with a dropkick as that sends Desmond to the corner. Candice rushes towards the corner with a meteora, but Desmond gets out of the corner. Candice jumps on the mid rope as she looks back at Desmond before nailing him with a crossbody.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: I felt like she could jump onto the top turnbuckle and then, executed the crossbody. It would have made it a bit nicer visually.
(Candice Blair rolls out of the pin attempt on Desmond Helms. Candice charges towards Desmond with a clothesline, knocking him down, but he gets up, only for Candice to clothesline him down. Candice follows that up with a basement dropkick.)
Ashley Flores: That dropkick was pathetic. Is this supposed to be our threat at Pain for Pride?
(Candice Blair continues to ignore the voices at ringside, but you can tell that she’s starting to get a bit annoyed at the moment. She gets Desmond Helms by the arm before whipping him towards the corner. Candice takes a step back before hand springing herself and hitting an elbow to Desmond’s face. She gets on the top turnbuckle before doing the usual ten punches to the skull of Desmond.)
Ashley Flores: YOU CAN’T WRESTLE! 👏👏👏 YOU CAN’T WRESTLE! 👏👏👏
(Ashley Flores has begun a chant, but she’s the only person doing it. With that distraction, Desmond Helms manages to lift her up and powerbomb her against the mat. Dr. Bethany Blue stands up, continuing to scout her opponent at Pain for Pride.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: Come on, Candice! Show me why you’re good enough to face me for the Specialists Champion! You’re not showing it so far!
(The Doctor’s words seem more like taunts at the moment as she doesn’t believe that Candice Blair is to be a credible competitor to face her for the Specialists Championship. Candice, still feeling the impacts of that powerbomb, gets herself to her feet as she ducks her head through the middle rope to look at Dr. Bethany Blue.)
Candice Blair: Why don’t you step into the ring and I’ll show you that I’m more than good enough?
Dr. Bethany Blue: I don’t have anything to prove. I already know that I can defeat you and Ashley over here.
Ashley Flores: :comeagain:
Dr. Bethany Blue: I told you once, I told you a million times, none of you are good enough to be Specialists Championship. I can’t believe that I am wasting my time, putting my title on the line against the two of you.
Candice Blair: You’re going to regret your words when I take that Specialists Championship from you.
Ashley Flores: More like you and Bettie are going to regret sleeping on me when I come in and take that title. It’s clear that I’m better than you in the ring. I mean, what I saw from you, Cannie was nothing impressive. I’m not going to be sweating at night that you couldn’t do a decent arm drag.
Desmond Helms: Oi! The two of you are talking a big game, but I didn’t ask you to arrive in workout clothes just for aesthetic.Yeah nah, if the three of you are confident in being the best, then, we’re going to put that to the test and have ourselves a little competition. Three different contests and the one to win the most wins. How about it?
Ashley Flores: I’m bored and got nothing to do. Count me in.
Dr. Bethany Blue: I’m all up for anything to get my heart pumping and my adrenaline kicking in. Sweating causes endorphins and endorphins make people happy. By looking at Ashley, it seems like she doesn’t do much exercising with how angry she looks all the time.
Ashley Flores: The only person that’s going to be angry is you and Cannie when I drag the two of you and dominate this competition.
…
(The scene transitions to another part of the gym, where there is a punching bag being held by a punching force tracker. Desmond Helms stands next to the punching bag as the three women all stand next to each other, waiting for Desmond to explain the first competition.)
Desmond Helms: The first contest is quite simple — whoever throws the hardest punch, according to this punching force tracker wins. Pretty straight forward, right?
(The three women shake their heads in agreement.)
Desmond Helms: Good, so Bethany, you’re the champ, you begin things off.
(Desmond Helms steps away and stands next to the two other women, giving Dr. Bethany Blue the space that she is going to need to throw the best punch that she possibly could. Bethany looks around the punching bag, trying to get a good look and feel of the punching bag. It seems like she’s trying to strategize on how to execute the punch. Ashley Flores begins to get a little annoyed as seen by the look on her face.)
Ashley Flores: COME ON, GET ON WITH IT!
Dr. Bethany Blue: Just examining like I do with any of my patients. It’s nice to know what you are getting into before you execute any move, Ashley. It’s one of the things that I learned during one of my women’s defense classes that I took with Alexis when she was left for dead earlier this year. I order to take down the person in front of you — much like this punching bag — you look at them, maybe get a feel of him, try to look for any soft or weak spot and —
(Dr. Bethany Blue delivers a huge punch on the punching bag as the numbers begin to calculate on the machine.)
Desmond Helms: 615. :notbad:
Ashley Flores: Don’t look at her like she did anything impressive. It’s my turn; back away.
(Ashley Flores shoos Dr. Bethany Blue away and takes her place as she stares in front of the punching bag. She looks at the punching bag with so much focus before delivering a huge punch to the punching bag. Ashley shakes her fist as she watches the numbers calculate on the machine.)
Desmond Helms: 703. :oh:
(Ashley Flores looks at Dr. Bethany Blue with a shit eating grin on her face.)
Ashley Flores: It seems like all of that extra stuff wasn’t necessary. Maybe, next time, Bettie.
(Ashley Flores feels very confident that her score will stay there and that she’ll win this contest. Next, Candice Blair takes her place in front of the punching bag. She looks at it with clear focus on her face. With the attention on her, she knows that there’s that needed pressure to show that she is on the level as Bethany, but can punch harder than Ashley. After taking a deep breath. She punches the punching bag as she watches the number calculate on the machine.)
Desmond Helms: :yikes: 589. Your winner of the power punch competition is…Ashley!
Ashley Flores: FUCK YEAH!
(Ashley Flores is more than excited for herself. Dr. Bethany Blue shakes her head, knowing that it must have been a bit of an ego boost for the newcomer. Meanwhile, Candice’s heart sinks as she continues to look at the ‘589.’ Desmond Helms puts his hands on her shoulder, showing her comfort.)
Desmond Helms (whispers): There’s still two more competitions. Chin up, buttercup.
(Desmond Helms moves forward to get the next competition started as Candice Blair shakes her head, knowing that he’s right and there’s still two more competitions. She regroups and then follows the other’s outside. Outside, the others are in the track and field area of UCLA. The three women settle themselves in the starting line as Desmond meets up with them.)
Desmond Helms: Oi! Listen up there, you three. The next competition is a 200 meter dash. It’s mostly known whenever you watch the Summer Olympics. I’m not expecting for the three of you to be Usian fucking Bolt or Florence Griffith-Joyner, but the person to cross that finish line wins. Pretty fucking simple. At the finish line, there’s a legit official, who will be able to calculate your finish times, so don’t bullshit with me. Okay, so, on your marks…
(The three women get in their best and most efficient running stances.)
Desmond Helms: Get set…GO!
(The three women begin to run. At the start, it’s pretty neck-to-neck-to-neck with the three women. Until they reach the curve, you can see that Ashley Flores is beginning to slow down while Candice Blair and Dr. Bethany Blue is still trying to outrun the other. It wasn’t until they hit the other curve where Candice began to slow down. Meanwhile, Bethany, having knowledge on how to handle her breathing while running, continues to control her breathing and continues to run.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: You see, this is what I meant when the two of you should exercise. Maybe, you’d be able to keep up with me.
(Dr. Bethany Blue continues to run with Candice Blair shortly behind her and not so far away, Ashley Flores. With Ashley, you can see that struggle on her face that’s beginning to show. She’s not in awful shape, but it’s obvious that cardio isn’t her thing. As for Candice, bless her soul, you can tell that she’s really trying to match Bethany’s pace but running doesn’t seem to be her forte, however, Bethany looks like she’s enjoying this run. As soon as the contest ends, Bethany crosses the finish line first. It takes about a minute for Candice to take the second place spot and two minutes after, Ashley takes the third place spot. Bethany places her hips as she tries to catch her breath. Meanwhile, Ashley collapses to the ground and Candice is feeling quite dizzy, but keeps herself from dropping down. Desmond Helms meets up with them with the times on a cue card.)
Desmond Helms: Okay, Ashley; your time was 32.45. Candice, your time was 27.43 and Bethany, your time was 23.12. So, it’s clear that the winner of the 200 meter dash competition is…Bethany!
Dr. Bethany Blue: Nice to know that my morning runs with Alexis have been paying off. It’s normally a hassle to wake up early, but knowing that I can outrun both of you, makes all of this just better for me.
Candice Blair: Good for you, but I can sense that I’ll win the last contest.
Desmond Helms: The next one is a fun one.
Ashley Flores: I don’t give a fuck. Give me some water. God, my lungs feel like they’re going to fucking die.
Desmond Helms: I can’t afford for you to die. We got one last contest to do; however, let’s have a break and regroup in an hour. Water is back in the gym. Stay hydrated because it’s fucking hot out here. 102℉ is no fucking joke.
(SCREEN BAR — ONE HOUR LATER.)
(Desmond Helms and the three Specialists Championship competitors have stepped in the football field. All of them stand on one end of the football field. The three women are stretching before Desmond breaks the silence and begins to tell them of the last contest.)
Desmond Helms: Okay, listen up! Our last competition is going to be ‘capture the flag.’ The first one to get the flag down from that pole will be the winner. Easier said than done, but I know that the three of you are fighters, so you won’t make it difficult for any of them to do. I promised EAW that I would try my best not to have anyone in this match at Pain for Pride get injured, so please be careful and not hurt anyone. Save it for Pain for Pride.
Dr. Bethany Blue: I am a doctor after all and will be here to check on everyone when all of this is done —
Ashley Flores: BITCH! THAT’S CHEATING!
(Candice Blair has begun to sprint towards the other end of the field, where the mini ‘EAW’ flag is hanging on a pole. Ashley Flores follows her as Dr. Bethany Blue sighs, but tries to catch up with the two other women. Ashley connects with a drop toe hold on Candice and sends her face first onto the grass. Ashley tries to recollect herself to her feet and get ahead of Candice, but Candice grabs Ashley by her ankles and sends her to the ground. The two women begin to shove each other off of them as Dr. Bethany Blue watches in amusement.)
Dr. Bethany Blue: You two make it so easy for me.
(Dr. Bethany Blue begins to jog forward and away from the mess that Candice Blair and Ashley Flores have caused. But, the two of them realize that they took their attention off of Bethany. The two of them tackle Bethany as she falls to the ground. Candice is the first one to her feet as she continues to run towards the end of the field, but Ashley is hot on her trail with Bethany following after. The three women begin to push, shove and try to hold the other back as they try to get to the end of the football field first. Meanwhile, Desmond Helms is standing on the end of the field next to the flag with amusement on his face. The bickering of the three women makes him laugh his ass off completely.)
Desmond Helms: This sounds like The Avas during their dinner parties. :mjlol:
Candice Blair: I HEARD THAT!
(Candice Blair and Ashley Flores drop Dr. Bethany Blue to the grass again as the three women begin to connect with some punches. Ashley manages to escape from the mess, but not for long as Candice and Bethany are shortly running after her. Ashley is the first one to make it to the end of the football field as she reaches for the flag, but Candice spears her to the ground as she makes it to the end of the field as well. Ashley grabs Candice by the ankle and pulls her down to the ground as she uses Candice as a way to get herself up. Bethany makes it to the end of the football field as well, but she jumps for the flag, but Ashley pulls Bethany to the ground as the two women begin to brawl on it. At the moment, Bethany and Ashley have gotten aggressive with the other as Ashley stands up and connects with the ‘No Below,’ an elbow drop on the Specialists Champion. Bethany is clutching to her chest as Ashley is feeling good for herself.)
???: Omg, I won! I got the flag!
(Ashley Flores looks up and sees Candice Blair with the ‘EAW’ flag as she waves it around. Candice looks like she won the fucking Olympics as Ashley cannot believe that Candice ended up getting the flag. Dr. Bethany Blue gets herself to a sitting position as her hand remains on her chest, where Ashley delivered that sharp looking elbow drop. Bethany doesn’t seem to be happy that she lost this one, but she gives props to Candice for taking advantage of the situation between her and Ashley.)
Desmond Helms: Well, the winner of the ‘capture the flag’ competition is…Candice!
Candice Blair: :blessed: !!!!! I’m glad that my ability to work around people managed to come in handy — OWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?
(Candice Blair picks up a shoe that was thrown on her by Ashley Flores, who begins to point and laugh at her. )
Candice Blair: Such a sore loser.
Dr. Bethany Blue: If today proved anything, it’s that no one can hang with me. At least, I walked away with one win today, but I plan to get the win that matters at Pain for Pride. While these little competitions aren’t determining factors for what everyone will need to expect going into our match, it does give us a good idea in what kind of shape that everyone was in. There is no one in better shape as me —OKAY, YOU’RE NOW ASKING FOR IT!
(Ashley Flores throws another shoe at Dr. Bethany Blue as Bethany completely begins to bicker with Ashley. Candice interjects in the argument, knowing that Ashley did throw a shoe at her as well. The three women are getting quite loud and intimidating, making Desmond Helms want to step in the middle of the mess.)
Desmond Helms: Ladies, ladies, calm down.
(In fact, none of the women are calming down. They instead argue even louder as the Australian sighs.)
Desmond Helms: It seems like I’m going to need to break this up myself. Ladies, we need to fucking stop and save this for Pain for Pride —AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
(Right when Desmond Helms wanted to break up the fight, the three women use all of their strengths to push Desmond the fuck away from them and continue their arguing. This startles Desmond, who can’t believe that the power of these women managed to push him away from the conversation. At the same time, he’s quite impressed as he wears a smirk on his face.)
Desmond Helms: #QueensOnly am I right?
(Desmond Helms chuckles as he continues to watch the three women fighting for the Specialists Championship argue with each other. The scene ends here.)
(Voltage returns coming down to ringside, just in front of the commentary table where James, Persephone, and Rich all sit in anticipation with grins on their faces as they see they’re back on TV! Persephone is the first to speak, all attention coming onto her as she seems excited to get to this portion of the show.)
Persephone: Now, as you all know, we’ve been doing match rewinds for tonight, throwing it back to some of this season’s best and favorite matches! Now, for me, it should come as no surprise that I’ve decided on-
James Peters: Let me guess: a Rex match?
Persephone: SHUT THE FUCK UP! DON’T INTERRUPT ME! …Anyway, as I was saying. I’ve decided on choosing the best match of the ENTIRE season. I know I speak for everyone when I say that the best time for Voltage – and EAW as a whole – had to be when Sexy Rexy was ruling over everything and everyone as the EAW World Champion. I mean, who can forget how fucking good he looked with that belt? 🤤 He literally has the body of a Greek god and it was only complimented with the way he wore the EAW Championship like no one else in history ever could, but I couldn’t help but think of how great it would’ve looked while he’d been wearing it while fucking the hell out of me. 🤤
James Peters: In your dreams, maybe 🙄
Rich Russillo: :mjcry:
Persephone: WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST SAY?! But regardless, it was literally such a magical time because he was coming off having FINALLY won at Pain for Pride in the main event like he should’ve every other time he was in one! That stupid, untalented bitch Andrea Valentine never stood a chance and it seemed like literally everyone knew it except for her; imagine being the delusional dumb cunt who thinks she’s beating Rex at Pain for Pride :mjlol:!!! But Rex performed great as always, much like he did in the match we’re about to see and fuck, he looked so good in it 😭! He was so aggressive and going full-force, just like he does every time we’re in bed together and he KNOWS how much I love that about him 😍
Rich Russillo: This isn’t fair :mjcry:
Persephone: I don’t think anyone really understands how amazing Rex really is because he literally holds nothing, and I mean NOTHING, back! Dumb fucks will run around here calling him vanilla or whatever, but they really just don’t know, and he’s so humble about it while I’m constantly telling everyone how great he is in everything he does – wrestling AND absolutely destroying me while he’s pounding me.
Rich Russillo: James, make her stop :mjcry:
Persephone: But I think we ALL know that Rex is the total package, and all it takes is one look at him, his insanely hot body, and his perfect eyes to know that he’s the model Elitist! No one else can say they have that going for them! Never mind the fact that I literally make the most amazing, supportive wife 🥰
James Peters: Are you done? 🙄
Persephone: Um, you literally can’t rush this kind of moment; it’s what Rex deserves, just like the EAW World Championship! Speaking of, that’s exactly what he had and should STILL have when he was coming into this season because who could ever actually compare? Certainly not SOSA, certainly not Terry, certainly not Malcolm – because the guys on this roster are literally no Rex McAllister! I mean, look at any of them and then look at Rex – it’s no comparison! Rex is a goddamn legend, a fucking god in more ways than one 😉 – but-
(The graphic of Sienna Jade versus Myles at Wicked Games for the National Elite Championship pops up on the titantron, as well as the monitors at the commentary table.)
Persephone: WHAT THE HELL?!!!
James Peters: This is a great pick, Persephone!
Persephone: WHAT DO YOU MEAN?! THIS ISN’T EVEN THE MATCH I PICKED! WHO THE FUCK DID THIS?! CHANGE IT! THIS ISN’T EVEN MY MATCH :noah:!!!!
Rich Russillo: I’m still hurt and traumatized by everything I heard from Persephone just now; I can’t even bring myself to comment. :mjcry:
Persephone: I HEAR YOU OVER THERE LAUGHING, JAMES! STOP IT! YOU’RE LUCKY THE CHAINSAW IN THIS MATCH DIDN’T TAKE YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF!
James Peters: :lupe:
Persephone: EXACTLY, SHUT THE FUCK UP! BUT THIS ISN’T THE MATCH I PICKED!! SOMEBODY’S FUCKING WITH ME! YOU GUYS! I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME IN THE BACK, FUCKING CHANGE IT NOW! NO ONE WANTS TO SEE THIS SHIT! CHANGE THE GODDAMN MATCH RIGHT FUCKING NOW-
(The scene fades away from Persephone, James, and Rich at the commentary table as Persephone’s shouting fades out as well to the match.)
[SCREENBAR — WICKED GAMES 2020]
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
James Peters: The bell rings and Myles immediately calls for a lock-up! Sienna ducks underneath him, wrapping her arms around his waist, and she looks for a German suplex! Myles greets her with a back elbow that connects with her temple, grabs Sienna’s left wrist, and looks to whip her into the ropes!
Rich Russillo: Sienna quickly puts the brakes on! She attempts to reverse the whip, but Myles stands his ground. Sienna with a kick to the gut that breaks the wristlock and she catches Myles with a solid right hand to the jaw! Sienna has control of Myles’ wrist now and she bends it back… however Myles grabs her by the hair!
Persephone: All legal, since this is anything goes, but I have to say that my costume is cute AF. I took like so many selfies before coming out here and I DMed like 12 of them to Rex 😍! I miss him so much.
James Peters: Right and we have a match going on for the National Elite Championship.
Persephone: Imagine thinking I care about this
Rich Russillo: Myles has control of Sienna now, but the champ shows off her athleticism by cartwheeling through the hold! She’s got Myles by the wrist again and she uncorks a stiff looking kick to the back of his leg!
James Peters: Sienna with another kick, and she is twisting Myles’ wrist at an absolutely brutal angle right now. Sienna lands another kick and this time Myles bends his own arm, drawing Sienna close and he knees her right in the gut! The wristlock is released, and Sienna immediately puts some space between them.
Rich Russillo: Myles motions for a lock-up and they tie up! He pushes her into the corner with relative ease but Sienna is quick to go for a knee. Myles catches the strike and he nails Sienna right in the face with a forearm shot! Myles with another forearm and then a follow-up knee to the gut! He grabs Sienna by the waist and sits her on the top turnbuckle!
James Peters: Sienna is able to land a kick to Myles’ chest that forces him to take a step back, and she quickly gets to her feet! Sienna going high risk early on… looking for a diving hurricanrana!!
Persephone: HAHA! MYLES CATCHES HER AND HE JUST SWUNG HER INTO THE CORNER!!!
Rich Russillo: Sienna goes down in a heap and Myles is stomping away on the champ! Sienna has the ropes and she pulls herself onto the apron! Myles snatches Sienna by the hair and drags her face across the middle rope!
Persephone: Ouch.
James Peters: Sienna falls back, grabbing at her face! Myles is on the ring apron now and he deadlifts Sienna up… GERMAN SUPLEX ON THE HARDEST PART OF THE RING AND THE BACK OF SIENNA’S SKULL JUST STRUCK THE RINGPOST!
Rich Russillo: Sienna hits the ground with a sickening thud and Myles drops down beside her. He stomps on Sienna’s head a few times and now Myles is lifting the ring skirt, digging for a weapon! He pulls out a kendo stick that’s been painted black and orange for Halloween and he quickly goes to strike Sienna!
Persephone: Sienna avoids the kendo stick by rolling out of the way, but Myles catches her with the next shot! He cracks her across the back and Sienna lets out a scream! Myles hits her across the back two more times before locking that kendo stick underneath her chin!
James Peters: Myles with a modified version of the camel clutch using that kendo stick! Sienna is unable to break free, and Myles seems to be enjoying her agony. Myles hasn’t really tried to hide his mean streak this season, going on record several times and saying he enjoys making his opponents suffer. He’s proving that right now as he finally removes the kendo stick and watches as Sienna’s face slams into the ground!
Rich Russillo: Myles is back to his feet and he takes the National Elite Champion by the hair. Myles is dragging Sienna around the ring and he comes to a stop in front of the Spanish commentary table!
Persephone: 😩😩 The Spanish commentary table just isn’t as cool without Landerson.
James Peters: Landerson has been on referee duty as of late.
Rich Russillo: Doesn’t seem to matter to Myles who’s standing at that booth. He’s about to slam Sienna’s face off the table!
James Peters: NO! Sienna gets her foot up and blocks, and she catches Myles with an elbow. Myles loses his grip on the champ and she turns the tides! Sienna grabs two handfuls of hair and she bounces Myles’ face off the commentary table! Myles stumbles away from her but Sienna clubs him in the back! Sienna looks around and she sets her sights on a steel chair!
Sienna Jade: (off-mic to Bella Braxton) Get the fuck up!
Rich Russillo: Sienna bullies our ring announcer out of her chair and she grabs it, folding it up!
James Peters: SIENNA SLAMS THE CHAIR UPSIDE MYLES’ HEAD!
Persephone: h: I can get on board with this.
Rich Russillo: Myles has dropped down to a knee, and Sienna cracks him across the back! Myles falls forward and Sienna is now beating him with the chair! She finally gets bored and tosses the chair to the side, but I don’t really think she’s done punishing Myles ! Sienna pulls him up and whips him right into the LED ringpost!
James Peters: Sienna finally gets back into the ring, but she’s immediately going up top. I think the champion knows that Myles represents the biggest threat to her belt so far. She doesn’t want to give him a chance to breathe now that he is down and out!
Persephone: Ehhh, she tried something high risk earlier and it didn’t really work out for her.
Rich Russillo: Good point, beautiful queen
Persephone: So Simp Rich is back?
Rich Russillo: For this match anyway.
James Peters: ‘STARSTUCK’! SIENNA JADE WITH THE MOONSAULT FROM THE TOP ROPE TO THE OUTSIDE! SHE LANDS ON TOP OF MYLES AND SWITCHES TO A MOUNT POSITION! RIGHTS AND LEFTS CONNECT WITH MYLES’ FACE AND HEAD! SIENNA CONTINUES TO WAIL AWAY ON HER UNTIL MYLES IS FINALLY ABLE TO PUSH HER OFF!
Rich Russillo: SIENNA RIGHT BACK ON THE ATTACK! SHE KEEPS MYLES DOWN WITH A DOUBLE AXE HANDLE SHOT AND SHE IS BACK ON TOP! MYLES FIGHTS HER OFF AND HE SCRAMBLES TO HIS FEET! SIENNA CHARGES IN, LOOKING FOR A CLOTHESLINE, BUT MYLES DUCKS!
James Peters: MYLES WHIRLS AROUND AND HE CATCHES SIENNA WITH A SPINNING HEEL KICK!
Persephone: Myles picks Sienna up and throws her back into the ring!
Rich Russillo: Sienna quickly crawls to the corner but Myles grabs her by the ankle! Sienna kicks at him with everything she’s got but Myles quickly slams Sienna’s leg into the mat! Sienna grabs for her knee but Myles stomps her in the head! Sienna grabs for her head, and Myles begins to target the leg! He puts the boots to the National Elite Champion before grabbing her in an ankle lock!
James Peters: SHADES OF RONAN MALOSI WITH THAT ANKLE LOCK! RONAN’S INFLUENCE!! !!!! SIENNA IS REACHING FOR THE ROPES, BUT MYLES DRAGS HER INTO THE CENTER OF THE RING! SIENNA IS DOING EVERYTHING SHE CAN TO FIGHT THROUGH THE PAIN AND MYLES SEEMS TO BE ENJOYING THIS! MYLES WITH THE ANKLE AND ONCE AGAIN HE SLAMS SIENNA’S LEG INTO THE MAT!
Rich Russillo: SIENNA IS GRABBING HER ANKLE, AND THERE GOES MYLES WITH ANOTHER STOMP TO THE SKULL! HE FOLLOWS IT UP WITH A DIVING KNEE DROP ACROSS SIENNA’S ANKLE AND HE DRAGS HER TO THE CORNER OF THE RING! MYLES HAS SIENNA BY THE HAIR BUT LOOK! SIENNA CATCHES MYLES WITH A THUMB TO THE EYE! SHE’S FAVORING HER ANKLE BUT THAT’S NOT STOPPING ‘THE LOCKER ROOM LEADER’ FROM THROWING SEVERAL FOREARM SHOTS AT HER CHALLENGER! MYLES FINALLY CATCHES HER WITH A KICK TO THE GUT BUT SIENNA IS ABLE TO GET HERSELF ON THE ROPES!
Persephone: MYLES THROWS A RIGHT HAND, BUT SIENNA BLOCKS THE SHOT, CATCHES HIS ARM, AND SHE THROWS HERSELF BACK! HANGING ARM BAR FROM THE TOP ROPE!
James Peters: THERE’S NO BREAKS EITHER! SIENNA COULD RIP MYLES’ SHOULDER OUT OF SOCKET AND THERE’S NOTHING THAT CAN BE DONE! SHE HAS HER LEGS WRAPPED AROUND MYLES’ NECK, BUT WAIT! MYLES USES HIS FREE ARM TO GRAB SIENNA BY THE NECK! HE IS LIFTING HER BACK INTO THE RING AND HE’S ABLE TO USE HIS STRENGTH ADVANTAGE TO BREAK THE ARM BAR! MYLES HAS SIENNA IN THE AIR, IN A DOUBLE CHOKE, AND HE SPINS AROUND… SLAMMING HER INTO THE MAT!
Rich Russillo: Some damage was done to that arm though. Myles is favoring it and once Sienna gets her bearings back, she is going to take advantage of that. Sienna is one of the most ruthless Elitists to ever grace this company, and has proven time and time again that all she needs is a little bit of an opening. She will go right for the throat, or in this case the arm , and not hesitate to injure her opponent.
Persephone: Myles looks to go back on the attack by dropping another knee across the ankle, but Sienna rolls out of the way! Myles’ knee slams into the mat and Sienna grabs his arm! She rolls him into a fancy smancy Fujiwara Armbar BUT MYLES IS ABLE TO POWER SIENNA OVER HIM! HER SHOULDERS ARE DOWN!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
James Peters: SIENNA KICKS OUT AND BOTH COMPETITORS SCRAMBLE TO THEIR FEET!
Rich Russillo: SIENNA LOOKS FOR A LARIAT BUT MYLES IS ABLE TO DUCK! SIENNA SLAMS THE BRAKES ON BUT MYLES IS RIGHT THERE! HE LIFTS HER UP AND DUMPS HER OVER THE TOP ROPE!
Persephone: SHE LANDS ON THE APRON BUT LOOK AT HER FACE! SIENNA IS GRIMACING IN PAIN AND SHE’S SHAKING HER ANKLE!
James Peters: NO TIME TO WORRY ABOUT THAT BECAUSE HERE COMES MYLES! SIENNA HAS NO CHOICE BUT THE DUCK BETWEEN THE ROPES AND SHE CATCHES MYLES WITH A SHOULDER TO THE GUT! MYLES STUMBLES BACK AND SIENNA LEAPS ON THE ROPES! ‘RAW SIENNA’! THE SPRINGBOARD DROPKICK!
Rich Russillo: MYLES RECOVERS AND KNOCKS SIENNA OUT OF THE AIR WITH A JUMPING KNEE STRIKE!!!!
Persephone: SIENNA IS DOWN AND MYLES REACHES DOWN! SIENNA IS ABLE TO LAND A KICK TO MYLES’ HEAD BUT HE GRABS HER BY THE THROAT! MYLES PULLS SIENNA TO HER FEET BUT SHE RAKES HIM ACROSS THE FACE! SIENNA RUNS THE ROPES AND IS ABLE TO NAIL MYLES WITH A RUNNING CLOTHESLINE! SHE WAITS FOR HIM TO GET BACK UP AND SHE HITS HIM WITH A DROPKICK! MYLES FALLS THROUGH THE ROPES BUT HE IS QUICKLY BACK UP ON THE APRON! SIENNA WITH A RUNNING FOREARM SMASH AND MYLES HITS THE GROUND!
James Peters: THE NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION BACKS UP AND SHE YELLS AT MYLES TO GET UP! MYLES STAGGERS BACK TO HIS FEET AND SIENNA GOES FLYING THROUGH THE ROPES! SUICIDE DIVE BY SIENNA JADE!
Rich Russillo: SIENNA IS BACK UP ON THE APRON NOW AND A DAZED MYLES IS UP! SIENNA WAITS FOR HIM TO COME AT HER AND SHE JUST NAILED HIM WITH A RUNNING KNEE TO THE TEMPLE! AMAZING SERIES OF OFFENSE BY SIENNA JADE!
Persephone: I mean, I guess.
James Peters: you were just yelling out in excitement.
Persephone: Yes because every big move gets us closer to the end
Rich Russillo: Well this match is far from over. Sienna is digging under the ring and she pulls out … A BUTCHER’S KNIFE?!
(At the sight of the butcher’s knife, the referee’s eyes grow wide. He is out of the ring in a flash and he immediately steps between Sienna and Myles.)
Referee: Now Sienna, you know as well as I do there are no knives allowed in EAW.
Sienna Jade: (off-mic) It’s ‘anything goes’!
Referee: Except for knives . It’s called ‘The Andrea Valentine Law.’
Sienna Jade: (off-mic)
(The referee takes the knife from Sienna and a security official runs down the ramp to get it from him.)
Persephone: Well that’s some real bullshit. This is Halloween! Didn’t Michael Myers run around stabbing his victims?!
James Peters: Sienna Jade appears to be pissed off and frustrated at the moment, and that’s not good.
Rich Russillo: Not good for Myles, anyway, because Sienna is stomping away on his back right now! Myles was in the process of getting up, but Sienna stopped that pretty quickly. She’s got him by the hair now and she’s dragging him towards the ring steps
Persephone: Well, we all know those ringsteps have become one of Sienna Jade’s favorite weapons. They call her ‘The Eye Collector’ and I think she wants to add Myles’ baby blue to her collection! Sienna goes to slam Myles’ face into the steps but he gets his hands up! Myles fires off an elbow that connects with Sienna’s stomach, but she responds with a clubbing blow to the back of his head! Myles with another elbow, though! He manages to catch her with two more AND HE’S GOT THE INJURED ANKLE NOW! MYLES JERKS SIENNA’S FEET OUT FROM UNDERNEATH HER!
James Peters: MYLES MAINTAINS CONTROL OF THE ANKLE AND HE SLAMS IT DOWN INTO THE GROUND!
Rich Russillo: A scream of agony was just ripped from Sienna’s lips and that seems to be all the motivation that Myles needs! He’s up to his feet and he’s grabbing the ring steps! He pulls them apart and grabs Sienna’s leg! He places her ankle on the bottom step and HE RAISES THE OTHER PIECE OF THE STEPS IN THE AIR! MYLES BRINGS THE STEPS CRASHING DOWN ON SIENNA’S ANKLE!!!
Persephone: NO! SHE MOVED! STEEL MEETS STEEL! SIENNA CAN THANK THE HEAVENS FOR THAT! SHE NEARLY HAD HER ANKLE CRUSHED!
James Peters: MYLES STILL HAS THE STEPS THOUGH AND HE THROWS THEM DOWN ON TOP OF SIENNA JADE! THE NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION JUST GOT FLATTENED BY PART OF THE RING STEPS AND MYLES JUST HOPPED ON THE APRON!
Rich Russillo: RUNNING DIVING DOUBLE FOOT STOMP FROM THE APRON ONTO THE STEPS! IF SIENNA WASN’T CRUSHED BEFORE SHE MOST CERTAINLY IS NOW! MYLES KICKS THE STEPS AWAY, GRABS THE CHAMP, AND HE TOSSES HER BACK INTO THE RING! MYLES WITH THE COVER!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRR-
Persephone: SIENNA GETS THE SHOULDER UP!!!!
Rich Russillo: !!! Sienna must have had to muster up a lot of energy for that kick out, but this match continues. We all know how much being the National Elite Champion means to ‘The Locker Room Leader’, and she is going to do whatever she can to make sure she retains it. A lot of people underestimate the toughness and resiliency of Sienna Jade, and that usually ends up biting them whenever they go against her.
James Peters: You’re right, Rich. We have been watching this incredible athlete since our time in REVOLT and she’s never been anything other than impressive. Like a lot of people, Sienna Jade has her faults and her demons, but there is no denying that she was made for this business.
Persephone: Yeah, okay. Stop kissing her ass, please.
Rich Russillo: Just stating pure facts
James Peters: Myles seems to understand the task he has been faced with tonight because there’s not an ounce of frustration on his face at the moment. In fact, he seems a little excited that Sienna Jade is still alive in this match…
Rich Russillo: Myles mounts Sienna and he is peppering her with those brutal forearm strikes now! Sienna covers up and manages to fend off ‘The Warlord’ but that reprieve is only temporary! Myles is right back on the attack and he is pulling her up by the hair now! Myles whips Sienna into the corner and runs at her… NAILING HER WITH A CORNER CLOTHESLINE!
Persephone: Myles catches her before she falls and nearly knocks her teeth out with a massive right hand! He caught Sienna square in the jaw, going for the knockout blow! Somehow this bitch is still standing and Myles looks for a forearm!
James Peters: Sienna blocks the forearm! Myles tries again, but Sienna with another block! She manages to drive her knee into Myles’ gut, which forces Myles to take a few steps back! Myles goes for another corner clothesline, but Sienna leaps in the air and her feet connect with his chest! Myles stumbles back and Sienna with a burst of speed! Myles is taken off his feet with a clothesline from the champ and she falls against the ropes, finally able to catch her breath for a moment!
Rich Russillo: RUNNING EUROPEAN UPPERCUT AS MYLES GETS BACK TO HIS FEET! Sienna is unloading on Myles right now! Rights and lefts connect with every part of Myles’ body! Sienna grabs the ropes and jams her foot right under Myles’ chin… corner foot choke! Myles is struggling right now, but Sienna stands her ground! She knows that letting up for even one second on a competitor as dangerous as Myles could spell the end of her National Elite Championship reign!
Persephone: End of her championship reign would mean that this match has come to an end, and I really don’t see how that’s a bad thing guys,
James Peters: Sienna finally releases the choke, but she nails Myles with a stiff looking shot to the face! Sienna with a series of forearms now, and she takes Myles by the arm and whips him across the ring! Myles slams into the opposite corner and Sienna runs forward, hitting him with a mafia style kick! Her foot connects with Myles’ face, and Sienna decides she’s going to go for a second kick! She connects with Myles’ again! Are we going to see a trifecta??
Rich Russillo: MYLES CAUGHT HER FOOT!
Persephone: It’s the injured ankle! Sienna is hopping around on her good leg as Myles backs her into the center of the ring! She is pleading with him to let her go, but Myles isn’t listening! He twists her ankle which nearly causes Sienna to collapse!
James Peters: Myles is laughing at the pain Sienna appears to be in and he twists her ankle some more. Sienna Jade attempts to push off with her good leg, but Myles releases the standing ankle lock! He grabs Sienna by the arm, pulls her towards him, and nearly turns her inside out with a massive lariat!
Rich Russillo: Myles hovers over Sienna, making a mental note of the damage done to the champion already. He’s already targeted her head and especially that ankle, that is what makes Myles such a dangerous opponent. He’s not content with just beating you. He wants to physically hurt you and leave his mark, and that especially rings true in a match of this caliber. In Myles’ opinion, Sienna Jade represents everything he believes is wrong with this business. He’s accused Sienna of being greedy and materialistic, needing the validation of a championship. He would love nothing more than to take that title from her, and he said as much this week.
James Peters: Myles stomps on Sienna’s chest a few times, just adding insult to injury at this point. He’s certainly looked impressive here tonight.
Persephone: Impressive performance or not, he’s still a ginger who bangs a zombie. That’s pretty fucking creepy.
Rich Russillo:
James Peters: Myles stomps on Sienna’s head and ankle a few times before pulling her up by the hair. Sienna manages to land a few punches to Myles’ ribs and stomach, but Myles jams his knee into her face! He follows it up with a nasty shot to the back of Sienna’s neck, and with the champion down, Myles drags her over to the ropes! Myles drapes Sienna’s throat across the middle rope and punches her in the back of the head a few times! He backs up just a bit before sprinting forward! Myles leaps in the air… BUT SIENNA MOVES!
Rich Russillo: BOTH OF MYLES’ KNEES CRASH INTO THE ROPES AND SIENNA QUICKLY ROLLS HIM UP!!!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRR-
Persephone: Despite the mistake, it doesn’t cost Myles! He is able to kick out and both competitors are back up now! Myles looks for a chop, but he does not connect! Sienna kicks him in the ribcage area and she lands a chop of her own! She chops Myles in the chest a few more times before hitting him with two nice looking forearm shots! Some people go for knees… I go for forearms ¯_(ツ)_/¯
Rich Russillo: h:
James Peters: Sienna is fighting back with all she’s got right now! She successfully lands quite a few stiff kicks to Myles’ legs and thighs!
Persephone: Ooops! She went for one to many and Myles caught her! Myles spends Sienna around and he grabs her from behind! I think he is trying for a release German suplex, but Sienna’s got it scouted! She hits Myles in the side of the face with an elbow, but Myles is able to lift her up the second time!
Rich Russillo: BUT SIENNA! SHE MANAGES TO ROLL THROUGH AND TRANSITION INTO A KNEE BAR!
James Peters: That’s impressive as hell, and Myles finds himself on the receiving end of a submission hold. You know this young man has far too much pride to give up, but he might not have a choice! He’s looking to make his way towards the ropes, but it’s not like there’s going to be a break. ‘Anything Goes’ tonight at Wicked Games!
Rich Russillo: Myles has the ropes though, and he is using his upper body strength to pull himself up! Sienna still has that kneebar locked in, but Myles is able to pull Sienna towards him! He can’t exactly shake her off, but he does manage to disrupt her momentum by lifting his leg up and stomping it down! She releases the hold, and Myles looks for another stomp, but Sienna rolls out of the way and she’s on the apron now! She’s up and Myles eats a forearm! Sienna with another forearm! She darts between the ropes and drives her shoulder into Myles stomach, and that forces ‘The Warlord’ back. Sienna leaps on the ropes! SPRINGBOARD HURRICANRANA!!!
Persephone: MYLES IS DOWN BUT NOT FOR LONG! HE IS BACK UP BUT SIENNA JUST CAUGHT HIM FROM BEHIND WITH A CHOP TO THE KNEE!!!
James Peters: SHE FOLLOWS IT UP WITH A KICK TO THE SAME KNEE AND SIENNA WITH A SOLID RIGHT HAND! JUMPING KNEE STRIKE NOW! SHE CONNECTS WITH MYLES’ JAW AND THAT ALLOWS HER TO GRAB MYLES ARM! SHE THROWS IT AROUND HER NECK AND GRABS HIM AROUND THE WAIST! SAITO SUPLEX! SHE JUST PLANTED MYLES WITH A BEAUTIFULLY EXECUTED SAITO SUPLEX! SIENNA JADE WITH THE COVER!!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Rich Russillo: MYLES KICKS OUT!
James Peters: Sienna remains calm and doesn’t let frustration overtake her. She starts driving her elbow down into Myles’ face, making sure to keep up her attack! Letting up right now would be a huge mistake for the champ. She has Myles down on the mat where she can really do some major damage despite the pain she’s got to be feeling in her ankle. She’s been working towards taking Myles’ knee away from him, and that’s exactly what Sienna is zeroing in on right now.
Rich Russillo: Sienna has dropped several elbows down on that injured limb and she’s got Myles’ foot and is dragging him to the corner. Sienna slips out of the ring and she grabs both of Myles legs… and she pulls him forward! Myles’ groin just slammed into the LED ringpost and I’m sure that hurt like a motherfucker.
Persephone: Minerva is somewhere backstage crying. Did you guys know that those two are planning to get married next month?
James Peters: Where did you hear that?
Persephone: People talk to me, believe it or not.
Rich Russillo: There’s no fucking way they could be getting married next month. Next month starts tomorrow!
Persephone: Anything is possible on Voltage !
(Neither Rich nor James could argue that.)
James Peters: Sienna maintains control of Myles’ leg and she slams that injured knee into the ringpost! She’s not letting up and continues to batter that knee. After another ringpost slam, Sienna looks for a ringpost figure four! Sienna with a figure four leglock wrapped around the ring post and she’s got Myles all out of sorts! He is kicking and thrashing about, but what can he really do? Sienna can hold this move in as long as she wants! She might end up doing some serious damage.
Rich Russillo: I’m pretty sure that’s what she’s trying to do, James. Sienna Jade does not give a fuck about Myles and his future in this company. She wants to end it like she did for Constance! Sienna continues to hold on to the figure four and Myles is in absolute agony right now. Sienna finally gets tired and releases the hold, but she immediately reaches under the ring. Myles is curled in a fetal position, holding onto his damaged knee and oh boy. This isn’t good. This isn’t good at all.
Persephone: A CHAINSAW
James Peters: Sienna throws the chainsaw into the ring and climbs in after it. That is one sick smile across the face of the National Elite Champion and I have no idea what is going through her mind right now. She’s got the chainsaw up in the air and she slams it down across Myles’ back! Sienna is beating Myles with the chainsaw right now and my God. I don’t know if that is better or worse than her revving that thing up and trying to amputate something.
Persephone: Ohmygod amputation 😍😍😍
(All of a sudden, the chainsaw comes to life!)
Rich Russillo: FUCK!
James Peters: SIENNA JADE HAS TURNED THE CHAINSAW ON AND THIS IS NOT GOOD! SHE POINTS AT MYLES’ BUM LEG AND HERE SHE GOES!!!!
Persephone: NO! DAMN! MYLES MOVED OUT OF THE WAY AND DROPS TO THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING! WHAT A LITTLE PUSSY!
Rich Russillo: How the fuck are you going to call the man a pussy just because he didn’t want to get his leg sawed off??
Persephone: Because a real man shows no fear!
James Peters: Fuck that. If someone is coming at me with a chainsaw, I’m getting the fuck out of town.
Persephone: And you’re also dressed as an anime character so of course you’re a fucking loser.
James Peters:
Rich Russillo: Sienna is on the outside of the ring now but Myles is able to superkick the chainsaw from her hand! FUCK! DUCK!
(The chainsaw goes flying, nearly taking the head off of James Peters.)
James Peters: I almost got decapitated.
Persephone: The chatroom child weirdos would have rejoiced.
Rich Russillo: Myles and Sienna are both trading blows on the outside of the ring right now, despite the condition both of them are in. This has been a pretty stiff match from the get-go and both of them have injuries they are trying to protect. Sienna’s ankle has been weakened during this match and in retaliation, she has gone for the knee of Myles. Right now, they’re trading right handed shots. Myles connects, and Sienna with one of her own!
James Peters: Myles tries to switch things up and go for a kick, but Sienna catches his leg! She spins him around and she runs Myles right into the ringpost! Sienna immediately with stomps to Myles’ face! She grabs him up and bounces his face off the hardest part of the ring! Myles throws himself back into the ring but Sienna is right there! She nails Myles from behind to keep him on the mat and she immediately goes for the leg! Myles is able to kick her away with his free leg and he reaches for the ropes! He pulls himself away from Sienna but she rushes over and kicks at his hands! Myles is forced to let go and Sienna drops an elbow down across his chest!
Persephone: Myles attempts to pull himself onto the apron but Sienna grabs him by the foot. She jerks him back into the center of the ring but Myles kicks at her injured ankle! Sienna lets go of Myles, and he quickly rolls to the side to avoid a stomp. Sienna has to dart out of the way as Myles gets up and tries for a Russian leg sweep! Sienna flies at Myles with a clothesline, but he ducks and catches her around the waist! Elbow to the side of the head, and Myles is forced to break! Sienna grabs Myles’ arm and tries to whip him across the ring, but Myles plants his feet! He nails Sienna in the ribcage with a stiff side kick and it’s Sienna who flies into the ropes! She manages to leapfrog over Myles to avoid the shoulder tackle takedown, but she doesn’t land well at all! Her ankle just gave out!
Rich Russillo: Myles catches Sienna before she falls and he pulls her into the Candian rack position!
James Peters: ‘WRATH OF PANDORA’ AS MYLES TURNS THAT MOVE INTO A DDT!!! SIENNA IS PLANTED INTO THE MAT AND MYLES QUICKLY GOES FOR THE COVER!!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEE-
Persephone: NOT YET This match continues
Rich Russillo: It might end now because Myles just locked Sienna in ‘Down Under’! The cloverleaf submission is locked in and Sienna has nowhere to go! She is reaching for the ropes but what is that really going to do??
James Peters: Maybe if Sienna could get to the ropes she could somehow use them to help her muscle her way out of this. Myles is a pillar strength at the moment, but Sienna is using what she has left of her upper body strength to try and force the issue! Myles hangs on, and Sienna is desperate! She twists her body to the side, balls her hand up into a fist, and she begins to beat on Myles’ knee! Over and over Sienna strikes that knee and Myles has no choice but to let go! Sienna is granted a reprieve and she quickly crawls away from Myles!
Persephone: Myles is gritting his teeth in pain right now and Sienna uses the ropes to pull herself up. She is on spaghetti legs right now, and honestly that is such a stupid expression. I guess it fits though because Sienna is staggering!
Rich Russillo: Myles doesn’t look to be in great shape himself and these two athletes are just glaring at one another right now. Sienna desperately wants to retain her National Elite Championship and continue on with her reign. Myles wants to take the belt from her simply because he doesn’t want her to have it!
James Peters: These two have gone at one another since the opening bell and I have absolutely loved this match. Myles calls for a lock-up and Sienna goes right for his throat! I don’t think that’s the kind of lock-up Myles had in mind, but Sienna is trying to strangle him at the moment! She manages to back Myles into the corner and she slams her knee into his stomach! She does it again, and continues to keep her hands wrapped around his throat. Myles catches her with a knee of his own, but Sienna has sunk her fingernails into Myles’ throat! She has drawn blood!
Persephone: Myles fires back with another knee and this time Sienna’s grip is broken! Myles nails her with a brutal uppercut and that snaps the champion’s head back! Myles with a stiff forearm followed by a palm strike! He takes Sienna by the arm and looks to draw her forward but Sienna with a kick to the knee! ‘WITCHES HAMMER’!!!!
James Peters: NO! MYLES MANAGES TO AVOID THE RIPCORD ROLLING ELBOW! HE HAS SIENNA NOW AND LOOKS FOR A RIPCORD KNEE STRIKE!
Rich Russillo: SIENNA RAKES HIM ACROSS THE FACE AND QUICKLY RUNS TO THE ROPES! ‘ RAW SIENNA’! THE SPRINGBOARD DROPKICK!!!
Persephone: DOES NOT CONNECT! MYLES MOVED! HE SLAMS HIS FOOT DOWN ON SIENNA’S ANKLE AND HE DRAGS HER OVER TO THE ROPES! MYLES QUICKLY TIES SIENNA’S ARMS IN THE ROPES AND HE ALSO DOES HER INJURED ANKLE! HE HAS THE CHAMP TRAPPED! SIENNA’S EYES HAVE GONE WIDE! SHE IS AT MYLES’ MERCY NOW! MYLES HAS THE CHAINSAW! YES! CUT THE BITCH IN HALF PLEASE!!!!
James Peters: MYLES THROWS THE CHAINSAW AT SIENNA AND HE TAKES OFF RUNNING! BASEMENT STYLE DROPKICK TO THE CHAINSAW AND IT SLAMS INTO SIENNA! MYLES WITH KNEE STRIKE AFTER KNEE STRIKE NOW! HE HAS BLOODIED SIENNA’S NOSE! MYLES QUICKLY KICKS SIENNA JADE’S INJURED ANKLE AND HE RUNS AROUND THE RING! MYLES FLIES AROUND THE RING AND HITS THE ROPES! HE LETS THE MOMENTUM TAKE HIM BACK TOWARDS SIENNA AND HE HITS HER IN THE BLOODY NOSE WITH A KNEE STRIKE! MYLES FREES SIENNA AND DRAGS HER TO THE CENTER OF THE RING! SIENNA IS DAZED AND CONFUSED, BUT SHE IS ABLE TO LAND A FEW WEAK PUNCHES TO MYLES STOMACH! MYLES CRACKS HER ACROSS THE FOREHEAD WITH A HEADBUTT AND HE TURNS SIENNA INSIDE OUT WITH A NASTY LOOKING LARIAT!
Rich Russillo: MYLES GRABS SIENNA UP AND I THINK HE IS ABOUT TO PUT THIS MATCH AWAY! MYLES IS GUNNA DO IT! HE IS GUNNA HIT SIENNA WITH THE DE FACTO!
Persephone: NO! SIENNA RAINS ELBOWS DOWN ON MYLES’ HEAD! HOW IN THE FUCK IS SHE ABLE TO STILL FIGHT?! SIENNA LEAVING ABSOLUTELY NOTHING ON THE TABLE HERE TONIGHT! SIENNA IS BACK ON HER FEET AND SHE GOES FOR A SPINNING HEEL KICK! MYLES CATCHES HER AND IT’S THE BAD ANKLE! MYLES HAS THE INJURED ANKLE! SIENNA ISN’T WILLING TO GIVE IN! SHE MANAGES TO HIT MYLES WITH A STEP UP ENZIGIRI! HE GOES DOWN AND SIENNA SCRAMBLES TO COVER HIM!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Rich Russillo: NO! MYLES KICKS OUT AND SIENNA LOOKS FRUSTRATED! SHE HAS NO OTHER CHOICE BUT TO GO FOR THE SUBMISSION VICTORY! SIENNA WITH ‘TEMPTRESS’!!! SHE IS TRYING TO GET MYLES IN THE DOUBLE UNDERHOOK CROSSFACE BUT MYLES IS ONE OF THE BEST TECHNICIANS ON THE ROSTER! HE ROLLS OUT OF THE HOLD AND LATCHES ONTO HER ANKLE! MYLES IS GOING TO BREAK SIENNA’S ANKLE!
James Peters: SIENNA IS KICKING MYLES IN THE KNEE WITH HER FREE FOOT! THE INJURED KNEE! MYLES IS TRYING TO BREAK THE ANKLE WHILE SIENNA IS LOOKING TO DO MORE DAMAGE TO THE KNEE! IT’S MYLES WHO LETS GO FIRST! AND SIENNA WITH ONE LAST KICK! MYLES DROPS TO HIS KNEES AND SIENNA FORCES HERSELF BACK TO HER FEET! SHE GRABS MYLES AND SHE IS LOOKING FOR ‘RDG’!!!
Persephone: HER ANKLE BUCKLES! SHE CAN’T GET HIM IN POSITION FOR THE BRIDGING FISHERMAN’S SUPLEX!
Rich Russillo: MYLES USES THAT TO HIS ADVANTAGE HE PULLS SIENNA UP! HE IS LOOKING FOR THE ‘DE FACTO’!!!
James Peters: SPINNING PUMPHANDLE SAMOAN DROP! IT CONNECTS! HOLY SHIT HE HIT IT! MYLES JUST HIT SIENNA JADE WITH THE ‘DE FACTO’!!!!
Persephone: HE HOOKS THE LEGS!!!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND NEW EAW NATIONAL ELITE CHAMPION… MYLES!!!!
(“Enemy Strike” by Yuki Hayashi begins to blast across the PA system and the virtual audience isn’t sure how to react.)
James Peters: Holy shit! Wicked Games just began with a title change! ‘The Warlord’ Myles just dethroned the decorated Sienna Jade, and I’ll be honest! I was not expecting this at all!
Rich Russillo: I wasn’t expecting it, but I’m not surprised either. Myles is one of the most talented people to ever come through these doors. He has everything needed to become a big time player here in EAW and since his return at Grand Rampage last season, he has absolutely been on fire.
Persephone: Fire crotch… get it. Because he’s a ginger? No?
James Peters:
(The referee has handed Myles the National Elite Championship but he doesn’t even so much as glance in the belt’s direction. The only thing he cares about is the fact he beat Sienna Jade, and Myles looks at her downed body with a smirk across his face. He forces himself into a standing position and chuckles to himself a bit. He has taken Sienna Jade’s baby from her and that is the reason why he raises the title in the air to celebrate.)
Rich Russillo: What a match and what a start to this show. Sienna fought with everything she had tonight, but in the end her ankle gave out on her. Myles targeted that limb from the very beginning and ultimately his precision paid off. Congratulations to Myles!
(Myles has gotten out of the ring and is making his way up the ramp. He drags the belt behind him and the camera cuts to Sienna Jade. She has an angry look across her face, mixed with a bit of pain and sadness.)
(As the match ends and fades out, Voltage goes to commercial.)
(Commercial for Loki, now streaming on Disney+.)
(The scene fades back from Commercial to see Ahren Fournier in the ring already as “How You Like That” by BLACKPINK starts to fade in the background. Ahren has a table with a few items covered under some sheets, a microphone in hand while Jennipurr is laying on a red pillow with her own table. Ahren looks around as the Virtual Crowd boos.)
Ahren Fournier: Thank you! Thank you for that warm welcome, for LE GOAT IS HERE!
(The crowd continues to boo as the announcers look on while Ahren continues to address the crowd.)
Ahren Fournier: Yes, yes, I am sure you are all wondering why I am here and with Pain for Pride NEXT weekend in Los Angeles, I felt like Terrence, and I needed to get even more acquainted, never knowing what a man is thinking until you confront him with thought provoking material. Terrence is a man you people can look up to, yes he is the working man’s hero! I am sure all of you think that he is going to defeat Le GOAT at Pain for Pride, that’s cute, it really is, what do you think, Jennipuur?
Jennipurr: MEOW!
(Translated: Hell no!)
(Ahren starts to laugh, before suddenly stopping, looking around at the Virtual crowd before he takes a deep breath and speaks…)
Ahren Fournier: I decided to come out here and honor the man known as Terrence Chambers, and with Father’s Day coming up this weekend I wanted to show my appreciation for him. It wasn’t long ago that we were on the same team at Territorial Invasion, then you tried to take away my opportunity at the World Championship, where I defeated you and Minerva, made no doubt about who was the best, but did it stop there Terrence? Le GOAT had to step away for my Jennipurr, during that time you won the World Championship when I came back, and what did you do? Become the absolute most forgettable champion in the history of the EAW, but it didn’t stop there, weren’t you supposed to Main Event, Pain for Pride? Hold on… excuse me…..
(A bellowing and hearty laugh escapes the lungs of Ahren Fournier. Jennipurr looks on before she starts cleaning herself.)
Ahren Fournier: Jennipurr! Not here!
Jennipurr: MEOW!
(Translated: Shut up.)
Ahren Fournier:
(After a few moments, Ahren collects himself and gets back to what he was saying.)
Ahren Fournier: Back to what I was saying, after having a good laugh, you almost have to feel sorry for Terrence, almost but not quite. So, as I was thinking with the go home show of Voltage, Le GOAT had to do something nice for Terry with such a huge holiday coming up on Sunday and why not think about Savannah, Landon and Zachary. Those are his little gremlins if none of you are keeping up to current affairs. And so, I wanted to give him a few gifts, the first of course….
(Taking off one of the covers, Ahren reveals a replica toy EAW World Championship belt, that you can purchase on the EAWNetwork.com and all live events.)
Ahren Fournier: My first Father’s Day gift to you Terrence is this beautiful toy EAW World Championship belt, it will go nicely around your waist and build that morale a little so that you could look at your children with some pride, even if it is a toy belt, it is the closest you will ever come to EAW World Champion again! Look at it, it’s so real, you can actually fake out people walking into the IHOP, just make sure it is in the middle of the night where everyone is drunk, and they can’t tell it’s a toy! I mean, how thoughtful am I Terrence!? I actually acknowledge you as the worst champion ever and want you to wear this as a proud badge of honor. You could even run around the house in your wrestling gear and pretend to pin Consuela…. WAIT, YOU CAN’T DO THAT EITHER!
(As he laughs, he throws the title back on the table, revealing the next cover and pulling it out, he grabs a picture of himself from the EAW Hall of Fame Ceremony last year, signed and autographed, it says “To Landon, Savannah and Zachary, you now have a REAL Role Model you can be proud of!”, he holds up the picture with a huge smile on his face as he brandishes the picture close to the camera. The Virtual Crowd boo.)
Ahren Fournier: LOOK AT THIS TERRENCE! My second present to you! AN autographed picture of Le GOAT from the Hall of Fame last year! I usually charge $500 at the cons just for the picture and an extra $250 for my name signed on it, I gave your kids a whole message! This is worth like 2K Terrence, but I figured the little gremlins need someone to be proud of and look up to, I’m sure they get their asses kicked in school when the kids find out they are Chambers, the name doesn’t exactly scream endorsement, if you know what I mean. Doesn’t matter, now that your kids show this off, they will be the most popular kids in their school, you don’t have to thank me Terrence, it is my pleasure! Oh, I am not done!
(Ahren places the picture next to the World Title belt, then looks over at the final item covered that seems to be a bit bigger, so he pulls the sheet and pulls up a blow-up life-size doll of Consuela Rose Ava.)
Ahren Fournier: TA DA! LOOK AT THIS TERRENCE! A LIFE SIZE DOLL OF CONSUELA! See, Le GOAT does care about Terrence since I hear the big guy is a bit lonely these days so what better way of….
(Suddenly “Natural” by Imagine Dragons plays throughout the arena as the Virtual Crowd cheers. Ahren turns and looks as Jennipurr also sits up, Terry beelines to the ring.)
James Peters: Terry Chambers doesn’t look too happy at all and I think that doll was the straw which broke the camels back! Look at his face and Ahren is not budging.
Rich Russillo: You make fun of a man’s family and woman, that’s ass whooping grounds!
Persephone: I think that doll looks prettier than Consuelo.
(Terry slides into the ring, face to face with Ahren who is laughing, then grabs the Doll and hands it to him but Terry slaps it out of his hands. Ahren shakes his head before striking Terry….)
James Peters: TERRY BLOCKS THE RIGHT HAND! HE STARTS LAYING INTO AHREN WITH HARD LEFTS AND RIGHTS! BACKING UP AHREN BEFORE WHIPPING HIM INTO THE ROPES, HE GOES FOR A GUERILLA PRESS SLAM! NO! AHREN FLOATS OVER AND CHARGES TERRY….
Rich Russillo: RANDOM ACTS OF VIOLENCE! HE JUST TOOK AHREN’S HEAD OFF WITH THAT AND HE GRABS AHREN, HOISTS HIM ON HIS SHOULDERS!
(CRASH!!!!!!!!!!)
James Peters: T-5! T-5! T-5 ON THE TABLE AND AHREN BROKE IT IN HALF! TERRY GRABS THE AUTGRAPHED PICTURE AND SLAMS IT INTO AHREN’S FACE REPEATEDLY! AHREN IS A BLOODY MISS AND HE IS LAID OUT AMONGST ALL THAT WOOD THAT WAS SHATTERED ON IMPACT!
(Terry holds the toy World title in his hands before reaching down and grabbing the mic, getting right up to Ahren’s face.)
Terry Chambers: You think this is a joke, Ahren!? You expect me to just sit in the back and allow you to try and make an ass out of me to MY family of all people!? Don’t you EVER BRING MY KIDS INTO THIS, YOU SON OF A BITCH! THAT IS MY FAMILY! And then you want to talk about my personal relationship with Consuelo!? You know something Ahren, I always knew you were a piece of shit, whether it was us being on the same team at Territorial Invasion or when we have wrestled countless amounts of times, I told you then when you escaped from that triple threat and challenged for the World Championship that my time would come, and it did! I was damn proud of being the EAW World Champion and you were not! But that is alright, you can run your mouth all you want Ahren….
Jennipurr: MEOW! MEOW! MEOW!
(Translated: Hey asshole, leave him alone!)
(Terry turns slowly to Jennipurr, titling his head, glaring right at her as she gets in a defensive position.)
Terry Chambers: Let me warn you too, Jennipurr. See what I did to Ahren, that is what I am going to do to him at Pain For Pride! He thinks waltzing out here and trying to defame my character and that of my family going to serve him a purpose, it isn’t! But I swear to everything I believe in, I am going t5o destroy Ahren if it is the LAST THING I DO! So you better stay out of the way!
(Terry stares at Jennipurr with a scowl on his face before turning to Ahren and throwing the replica title on him.)
James Peters: Statement made and I hate to be Ahren Fournier at Pain for Pride!
Rich Russillo: We have seen Terry at his best and worse, I think we are seeing Terry at his most dangerous.
Persephone: Did he just threaten the cat?!?
(Terry starts to make his way to the back while “Natural” plays throughout the arena. Jennipurr hops off the other table and gets on Ahren, patting him on the chest.)
Jennipurr: MEOW! MEOW! MEOW!
(Translate: Get up…. I need a little box; he scared the shit out of me.)
(Voltage fades away from the area as the virtual crowd continues to cheer for Terry Chambers.)
[SCREEN BAR — EARLIER TODAY.]
(The scene pans to Ms. Extreme looking ahead to the construction being done at ringside of the SoFi Stadium in Los Angeles, California. Ms. Extreme is on the higher part of the seats, but enough to make her check out the view, but not distract anyone with her presence. She had been sitting there for the past hour, reflecting on her entire journey. Not this season, but since she got back into professional wrestling. It’s obvious that Pain for Pride is going to be a stressful and emotional week for her, but she’s more than ready to take it on.)
Ms. Extreme: Since day one, I’ve always been confident in my abilities to be this larger than life talent. I always knew that I was going to be fine. No matter what I went through, I would find a way to prevail and come out of the situation even better than before; however, it hasn’t helped me from experiencing emotions that I’ve tried my damn hardest to compress and keep locked tight. Going into this season, I was vocal about the loss that I suffered in Cash in the Vault. I believe that it should have been my moment, my opportunity, my spotlight and to have that moment go to someone else was purely devastating because any given day of the week, I could have wiped the floor with every competitor in the match. I could have out shined them and out wrestled them. I wanted to win at Pain for Pride because I fully believed that it was supposed to be the moment where things fully aligned with me. Much like a lot of other people, there’s never consideration about other people’s story, but their story. I wasn’t the winner. I wasn’t even one of the final two people up on that ladder and that struck a chord with me because I know the type of talent that I’ve always been. I should be the favorite. I should be the woman that this company bends over backwards to appease and make happy, but instead, they would rather waste their time with glorified, overrated bitches, who can’t light a candle to me and become uninterested once they’re no longer the champion. They would rather waste their time on disappointments that they want to succeed so much and when they flop, they can’t seem to understand why they did and it’s because they’re not Ms. Extreme. These men in suits better stop looking for dumb fuck Elitists with a Ms. Extreme work ethic rather than putting all their time and attention on Ms. Extreme herself. But, I guess, we’re not ready for that conversation, huh? We’re not ready for those dumb fucks in suits to hold themselves accountable for not elevating me as the star that I’ve always saw myself as. It will be too late coming Pain for Pride because they’ll have no other choice, but to make me feel like a star. I will be the face of the company. I will be the top World Champion that this company has and no one is going to take that away from me.
Ms. Extreme: Darcy May Morgan’s Universal Women’s Championship reign ended the moment that I won that Women’s No Way Out Match at Battle of Egypt. Out of all the women that could have won the match, she was hoping that it was Alexis Chambers rather than me. She was hoping that I wouldn’t find a way to overcome the situation that I was in and I’d face another crushing loss. Instead, I did the one thing that people should have seen coming — if they didn’t of course — and that’s win the entire match. It was one of the biggest victories of this season…so far. It gave me the confident boost that was taken away when I lost Cash in the Vault about a year ago. It finally should have provided the realization that I’m more than ready to take my spot at the top of this industry and that all begins at Pain for Pride. Still, it hasn’t completely hit me that I’m main eventing Pain for Pride. I am going to be one of the first of the Ava sisters to headline Pain for Pride. I can see the seething and blood boiling from the neckbeards that have tried to drag our names through the fucking mud, trying to think that we aren’t a cash cow for this company, but once again, we continue to prove you wrong. But, don’t get it twisted, I more than deserve my spot in the Pain for Pride stage. I more than deserve to be headlining the event. I deserve all of this. I deserve my giant win at Pain for Pride and in front of a live crowd. Darcy likes to think that she is going to be using the live crowd as an opportunity to embarrass me and in front of all of my friends and family, who is going to be seeing me put on the performance of my entire life? She thinks that she’s going to have another scenario where she’s throwing cake at me or throwing me into a trash can? Honestly, I’m above this childish crap, but I’m glad that she got a kick at believing that she ‘embarrassed’ me these past couple of weeks because I can tell you that she won’t be getting that satisfaction next weekend. I’m not going to be much in the mood for these childish games. I know, I had my kick at getting underneath Darcy’s skin, but in the ring, it’s all business for me. It’s where I am truly at the most at home and Darcy has no business being in the ring with Ms. Extreme.
Ms. Extreme: In what world is Darcy May Morgan on the same level as Ms. Extreme? Answer: none. I’ve always been heads and shoulders above her. I’ve always been better than her. She can point out and be like: “But, but, but I won Cash in the Vault!” and yet, all she had to do was climb up a fucking ladder. It may have been easier and done, but she wasn’t the one to take me out of the equation. That recognition went to Jack Ripley. If there came an opportunity where we faced each other, it’s clear that I would have been the one to take her out of the equation. Why is that? Because this bitch has nothing in her that makes me think that she’ll be able to get the job done at a big stage such as Pain for Pride. I was always made for a stage like this. I was always made to be headlining big event after big event. I was always meant to be at this position. I was always meant to be a champion. I look ahead to the construction happening down in the SoFi Stadium and it dawns on me that I am going to be performing inside that ring in about a week now. I am going to have to put my words to the test and pray that this is the scenario that I’ll win. Headlining Pain for Pride is something that I’m doing in my first two years as an Elitist. Cameron never reached this level. Consuela has never reached this level. This is the level that someone like Candice could dream of reaching, but I’m able to say that I’m able to reach it. Now, I can indulge all of you in some sob story about how much Pain for Pride means to me, but… I never believed that I would be wrestling, let alone headlining Pain for Pride. Five years ago, I retired from professional wrestling after my spinal injury. The closest thing I thought I would get to Pain for Pride was watching Cameron and Consuela do their things. I always thought I would be nothing more than the woman on the sidelines, wishing that it was her inside that ring. I didn’t think any of this was a reality until I began to get medically cleared and step inside the ring again. When that happened, I almost began to hate myself for taking so damn long for stepping into a ring again. I loved the feeling of stepping inside the ring. I love the feeling of taking a bump. I love the feeling of punching someone in the face. I love the pain of being all cut up and bleeding. I fucking love all of this.
(Ms. Extreme extends her hands to everything — the arena, the fans, the ring, projectors, etc. She loves all of this and despite how hard things will get for her, she will always love this.)
Ms. Extreme: I don’t fucking love Darcy May Morgan though and I don’t think that there’s any love that she has for me. With what this road to Pain for Pride has established, it’s that she doesn’t think of me on her level. She proceeds to call me trash. She proceeds to call me overrated, overhyped and a bunch of things that I’ve heard from every other opponent throughout my career. I would have liked to think that there was an acknowledgement of the type of competitor that we are, but it seems like she has none when it comes to me. Your Universal Women’s Champion results to calling people ‘trash’ when she should be the one to look in the fucking mirror. Your Universal Women’s Champion resorts to throwing herself little parties to feel good for herself. I swear, if this bitch doesn’t see a bunch of Darcy May Morgan shirts, I’m afraid that she’ll burst out to tears as she goes down that ramp and into her doom. Your Universal Women’s Champion proceeds to throw food at her challengers as a way to belittle them and try to make it seem like they’re not on her level. Imagine calling yourself ‘The Face of Women’s Wrestling’ and only putting down female wrestlers that could easily destroy you in the ring? Imagine calling yourself ‘The Face of Women’s Wrestling’ and not giving a damn about the other women’s wrestlers, but at least, she gets to elevate herself. I mean, isn’t that why giving herself the nickname has done? It’s never been about the women’s division and how it’s perceived, but always about how poor little Darcy May Morgan is perceived. I’m not saying that I’d care, but I’d be a better upgrade from the two previous Universal Women’s Champions that we’ve had. I would actually be a champion that this company wouldn’t fucking date be ashamed of. Darcy, if this company isn’t ashamed of you, they must be turning a blind eye to all the bullshit that you’ve done since you won the title at King of Elite. At Pain for Pride, I’ll make them open their eyes and make them realize that I’m the champion that they deserve. I am the champion that is going to bring prestige back into the Universal Women’s Championship. You’re a fucking disgrace to the Universal Women’s Championship. You are a fucking disgrace to a World Championship and we’ve had Charlie Marr, Chris Elite and Terry Chambers as World Champions once upon a time. You’re a fucking disgrace to women’s wrestling as a whole.You got the nerve to believe that this will be like all the other title defenses you’ve experienced. Your mistake was to think that I’m Veena Adams or Harper Lee. Your mistake was thinking that I’m on their level. No, I’m above them. I’m above you. I’m above everyone that you’ve stepped into the ring against.
Ms. Extreme: You lit a fire underneath my ass, Darcy. It’s been a while since someone has done that for me, but if I need to thank you for something, it would be for that because I am going to give you the biggest ass beating that you deserve at Pain for Pride. I am going to make you bleed. I am going to make you suffer. I am going to make you my fucking bitch.
(With the last word, Ms. Extreme pauses to let the impact of the last statement linger in the air. She sits back on her reclining chair of the SoFi Stadium as she looks forward ahead, to Pain for Pride, to her future and beyond. The camera fades away from the area.)
(Voltage fades to a commercial for Andre Walker’s limb donating center. It helps build character :wow:.)
(The scene fades in to a backstage area, as we see Rich Russillo standing in a Bob Ross-like outfit, arm resting on a desk, trying to look cool, despite wearing a fanny pack. He has a smug grin on his face, before he gets ready to share his “favorite” match of the Voltage season.)
Rich Russillo: Oh hey, I didn’t see you there. Okay, I did. The point is, you’re here now. You see, this season… it’s been fantastic! Other than letting Shane Gates run loose, I’ve quite enjoyed myself. So much so, that I’ve been paying REAAAAL close attention to the matches this season. So many people have had some great choices, but I think I’ve picked the best. And it’s not just me saying that, it’ll be Persephone too. You see, I have made sure this match is 100% ENDORSED by Persephone, and this pick is going to be astonishing! Of course, I’m talking about the man who wishes he was good enough for Persephone; Rex McAllister, taking on Ms. Extreme at Shock Value 2021 in a Hardcore Iron Man match! Now this match was just… simply iconic. Sometimes I wonder to myself, what can top the great tussle of Rex vs. Ms Extreme, and the answer is simple. You can’t. These two were willing to put on a SHOW, a HUGE contest, and neither one were going to back down. As it SHOULD go in an Iron Man match. But we all know how this match went. And we all know why my pick is a top 5 of all time. It’s why I chose it, of course! So without further adieu… roll the footage!
[SCREENBAR — SHOCK VALUE 2021]
(Ding! Ding! Ding!)
Persephone: LETS GO REX! KILL THAT STUPID FUCKING BITCH! WOOOOOOOOOO! WOOOOOOOOOOO! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
James Peters: :mjlol:
Rich Russillo: MS. EXTREME GOES RIGHT FOR REX! SHE KNEES HIM IN THE STOMACH AND DRAGS HIM TOWARDS THE ELECTRIFIED ROPES! REX IS ABLE TO ELBOW HIS WAY FREE AND HE IMMEDIATELY CATCHES MS. EXTREME IN THE RIBS WITH A NASTY KICK! SHE GRABS HER SIDE AND REX NEARLY TAKES HER HEAD OFF WITH A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT! HE TAKES MS. EXTREME BY THE ARM AND LOOKS TO WHIP HER INTO THE CORNER!
Persephone: SHE STOPS HERSELF FROM COLLIDING WITH THE GLASS BUT REX! REX! REX WITH A SPEAR TO THE SPINE OF MS. EXTREME AND SHE GOES FACE FIRST THROUGH THE GLASS PANE! YES!
James Peters: REX GRABS MS. EXTREME OUT OF THE WRECKAGE AND DRAGS HER TO THE ROPES! MS. EXTREME IS FIGHTING TOOTH AND NAIL, BUT REX RUTHLESSLY HOISTS HER UP AND DROPS HER STOMACH FIRST ACROSS THE ELECTRIFIED ROPES! MS. EXTREME LETS OUT A BLOOD CURDLING SCREAM AS SHE IS ZAPPED WITH GAWD KNOWS HOW MANY VOLTS OF ELECTRICITY!
Rich Russillo: :lupe: I don’t think that information was made public.
Persephone: Probably because Captain Charisma knew this shit would likely get someone killed tonight and he plans to play dumb later.
James Peters: :yikes: Ms. Extreme seems to be in a lot of pain as Rex finally rips her off the ring ropes. He dumps her in the middle of the ring, grabs a lighttube, and smashes it across her face! Rex drops down and wraps his hands around Ms. Extreme’s throat! Ms. Extreme claws at his arms, but that’s not helping the situation at all! She has no other choice but to rake Rex across the face and that forces him to release her!
Rich Russillo: She wisely puts some space between them and takes a moment to collect herself. She’s already been busted open and we have barely gotten started. Rex has been all over Ms. Extreme since the opening bell. She’s got a very small opening, but Rex is already making his way back to her.
Persephone: MS. EXTREME WITH A FORK! THAT DUMB CUNT JUST PULLED A FORK FROM HER BOOT AND STABBED REX IN THE FOREHEAD WITH IT! MS. EXTREME WITH A LEG SWEEP AND MY BABY IS DOWN ON THE MAT!
James Peters: MS. EXTREME IS ATTACKING REX WITH THE FORK! SHE JABS IT IN HIS FOREHEAD! SHE JABS IT IN HIS CHEEK! SHE JABS IT IN HIS CHEST! REX GRABS HER WRISTS AND THEY ARE FIGHTING OVER THE FORK, BUT MS. EXTREME CRACKS REX IN THE HEAD WITH NASTY HEADBUTT! SHE BRINGS THE FORK DOWN AND STICKS IT RIGHT IN REX’S SKULL! BLOOD IS POURING DOWN REX’S FACE NOW AND MS. EXTREME ISN’T EVEN REMOTELY DONE! SHE HAMMERS THE FORK INTO REX’S HEAD AND IT’S STUCK! THAT FORK IS STUCK AND SHE IS BRINGING REX TO THE ROPES!
Persephone: :damn:
Rich Russillo: MS. EXTREME FORCES THE FORK TO TOUCH THE ELECTRIC ROPES! WE ALL KNOW METAL IS CONDUCTOR AND THAT FORK HAS GOT TO BE BLISTERING HOT RIGHT NOW! REX IS BEING BURNED! HE IS BEING BURNED!
James Peters: REX IS FLAILING ABOUT AND THE FORK FINALLY FALLS OUT OF HIS SKULL! MS. EXTREME STOMPS ON HIS BACK A FEW TIMES BEFORE GRABBING HIM BY THE HAIR AND RAKING HIS FACE ACROSS THE ELECTRIC ROPES :yikes:
Persephone: :will:
James Peters: Rex’s flesh is burned and Ms. Extreme tosses him out of the ring! She thinks twice about climbing to the top rope, and carefully rolls herself out of the ring. Both competitors are on the ground now and Ms. Extreme is digging under the ring! She pulls out a taser! Ms. Extreme quickly jams the taser against Rex’s wounded head and shocks the living shit out of him!
Persephone: :will: :will:
Rich Russillo: MS. EXTREME GOES TO SHOCK REX AGAIN BUT HE MANAGES TO THROW HIS HANDS UP! NOT SURE HOW THE FUCK REX IS ABLE TO DEFEND HIMSELF RIGHT NOW, BUT HERE WE ARE! MS. EXTREME TRIES TO USE THE TASER AGAIN BUT REX STRIKES HER IN THE FACE! MS. EXTREME STUMBLES BACK AND REX CRAWLS TOWARDS THE BARRICADES! MS. EXTREME QUICKLY RECOVERS AND COMES BARRELING TOWARDS REX BUT HE FORCES HIMSELF UP AND CATCHES HER IN THE BREADBASKET! REX WITH A CLUBBING BLOW TO THE BACK OF MS. EXTREME’S SKULL AND DRAGS HER TOWARDS THE RING STEPS, AND SPIKES HER WITH A DDT!!!!
Persephone: :blessed:
James Peters: Rex kicks Ms. Extreme away from the steps and quickly pulls them apart! He hoists up part of the ring steps and lays them across Ms. Extreme’s back. Rex carefully pulls himself up on the apron now and he drops down on the steps with a double foot stomp! Ms. Extreme is crushed underneath the steel!!!
**25:00**
Persephone: :drakelike: YAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSS! REX IS A KING!
Rich Russillo: Rex is stomping on the steps, doing even more damage to his opponent here tonight. Five minutes have passed in this match, and Gawd knows what else we’re going to see. There is no denying there’s mutual respect between these two and they don’t plan to put one another through pure Hell out of hatred or anything like that. These two just want to fight and show the world why they are two pillars of this roster.
James Peters: Rex lifts the corner of the steps up and lets them drop back down across Ms. Extreme. She’s barely moving right now and Rex has taken full control of this match. He’s grabs Ms. Extreme by the hair and drags her out from under the steps. He slams her face off the hardest part of the ring and now he is getting a little payback! Rex is raking Ms. Extreme’s bloody face across the electric ropes! Ms. Extreme is in all kinds of trouble right now but Rex isn’t throwing her back in the ring! Rex whips her into the barricades and comes flying at her with a running knee! It connects right to the jaw!
Persephone: THIS IS AMAZING! REX IS THE BEST WRESTLER IN THE WORLD! HE’S GOT THE DUMB CUNT BY THE HAIR AGAIN AND HE SLAMS HER FACE FIRST INTO THE NORTH KOREAN ANNOUNCE TABLE!
Rich Russillo: :whoa: Hold on! We have an announce team here from North Korea????
Persephone: :lupe: Apparently Kim Jong-Un’s first cousin, Li-Phuc Phong, is a good friend of Prince Fayyaad al Ziyad. They were roommates back at Cambridge University. EAW already has ties to North Korea thanks to The Visual Prophet’s friendship with North Korea’s supreme leader so it wasn’t very hard to get them in and work out a deal to start broadcasting our shows in their country.
James Peters: How do you know all this? :skip:
Persephone: I mean, have you never not sat outside of a board meeting and eavesdropped? I do it at least once a week. You hear all kinds of shit.
Rich Russillo: Well Rex just ripped a monitor out of the booth and he looks to slam it across the back of Ms. Extreme’s skull! She manages to roll out of the way but Rex quickly recovers! He swings the monitor at Ms. Extreme, who has to duck, but she is able to fire off a defensive kick to Rex’s ribcage! Ms. Extreme goes for the monitor but Rex with a right hand! Ms. Extreme fires off a right hand of her own! She nails him right in the throat with a chop and she’s able to gain control of the monitor! Ms. Extreme bashes it across Rex’s skull and sends him down to the ground! She takes the cord and wraps it around Rex’s throat, choking the life out of him!
Persephone: :angry: THAT IS NOT ACCEPTABLE!
James Peters: REX GRABS FOR THE CORD AS HE STRUGGLES TO GET INTO A SITTING POSITION, BUT MS. EXTREME WITH A KNEE STRIKE TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! SHE LETS GO OF THE CHOKE BUT SHE TAKES OFF RUNNING! SHE RUNS ALL THE WAY AROUND THE RING BEFORE NEARLY KNOCKING REX UNCONSCIOUS WITH A KNEE TO THE FACE! THE BACK OF REX’S HEAD SLAMS INTO THE MONITOR BUT MS. EXTREME HAS NO PLANS TO GET REX BACK IN THE RING AND GO FOR A COVER!
Rich Russillo: SHE WRAPS THE CORD OF THE MONITOR AROUND REX’S NECK ONCE AGAIN AND SHE IS DRAGGING HIM TOWARDS THE RAMP! I HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE WHERE SHE IS TRYING TO TAKE HIM BUT IT DOESN’T SEEM LIKE THIS FIGHT IS STAYING AT RINGSIDE!
Persephone: SHE’S GOT REX ON THE STAGE NOW AND THEY’VE DISAPPEARED BEHIND THE GUERILLA CURTAIN! COME BACK REXY! YOU ARE TO FAR AWAY! 😢😢😢
(The cameras quickly cut backstage as Ms. Extreme is seen dragging Rex down the hallway. He is coming too, and obviously grabbing at the cord that is wrapped around his neck, but ever the smart Elitist, Rex decides he is going to get out of this a different way.)
James Peters: This match has spilled backstage, and Rex has noticed that the monitor is still attached to the cord. Ms. Extreme doesn’t notice that the Hall of Famer has managed to arm himself. Ms. Extreme drags Rex into the catering area, sending everyone scattering, but REX! REX! MS. EXTREME TURNED AROUND AND BENT DOWN TO GRAB REX BUT HE SLAMMED THE MONITOR INTO HER FACE! MS. EXTREME GOES DOWN IN A HEAP! REX IS ALLOWED A CHANCE TO RECOVER! THE REFEREE HAS MADE HIS WAY BACK TO THE BACK AS WELL AND REX FINALLY DRAPES HIS ARM ACROSS MS. EXTREME FOR OUR FIRST ATTEMPT AT A PINFALL!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Rich Russillo: MS. EXTREME KICKS OUT!
Persephone: :wtf: The whole point of this match is to see who can have the most pinfalls and submissions in 30 minutes. She should have just let Rex have that!
James Peters: The last time these two were in this type of match together it had to go to overtime. I am not surprised that Ms. Extreme kicked out at all.
**20:00**
Rich Russillo: We are ten minutes into this match, and at this point, both have already been busted open and burned. I don’t really like the look on Rex’s face at the moment. He is looking towards the catering table and pulling Ms. Extreme towards it.
Persephone: :drakelike: Well, it is an Electrified Hardcore Ironman Match and that table has a ton of shit on it that’s plugged up.
James Peters: REX IS GOING RIGHT FOR THE COFFEE STATION!
Rich Russillo: MS. EXTREME SENSES THAT SOMETHING BAD IS ABOUT TO HAPPEN AND SHE CLIPS REX IN THE BACK OF THE KNEE! HIS KNEE BUCKLES AND THAT ALLOWS MS. EXTREME TO JERK HIM DOWN TO THE GROUND! SHE MOUNTS REX AND BEGINS PUNCHING AWAY AT HIS FACE AND HEAD, BUT REX IS ABLE TO THROW HER OFF AND GET BACK UP. HE GRABS A COFFEE MUG FROM THE TABLE AND WHIPS MS. EXTREME ACROSS THE FACE WITH IT!
Persephone: Leave it to Voltage to have actual porcelain coffee mugs :wow:
James Peters: Yes with Taco Bell catering 🤢🤢
Persephone: Stupid fucking TLA.
Rich Russillo: REX CLEARS THE TABLE OFF AND SUPLEXES MS. EXTREME DOWN ON TOP OF IT. HE IS GOING FOR THE COFFEE BUT SHE ROLLS OFF THE TABLE, DARTS UNDERNEATH IT, AND COMES UP WITH A LOW BLOW! REX DROPS TO HIS KNEES AND MS. EXTREME GRABS THE COFFEE! SHE’S LOOKING TO DUMP THE SCALDING HOT COFFEE ON TOP OF REX BUT HE MOVES! HE ONLY GOT SPLASHED AND HE SOMEHOW KICKS THE COFFEE POT AWAY FROM MS. EXTREME! IT SLAMS INTO THE GROUND AND SHATTERS, AND REX BLOCKS A KNEE STRIKE TO THE FACE!
Persephone: HE CATCHES MS. EXTREME IN THE STOMACH WITH SEVERAL BOXING STYLE PUNCHES AND CRACKS HER ACROSS THE JAW! REX GRABS HER BY THE HAIR AND BRINGS HER HEAD DOWN, RELENTLESSLY KNEEING HER IN THE FACE OVER AND OVER AGAIN! MS. EXTREME IS ROCKED RIGHT NOW AND REX LOOKS TO SLAM HER FACE DOWN ONTO THE BURNER! MS. EXTREME BLOCKS!
James Peters: REX WITH A CLUBBING BLOW TO THE BACK OF HER SKULL!
Persephone: MS. EXTREME GETS HER FOOT UP ON THE TABLE AND CATCHES REX WITH AN ELBOW! HE STAGGERS BACK AND SHE WHIRLS AROUND, LOOKING FOR A LARIAT, BUT REX GRABS HER BY THE ARM! HE HAS MS. EXTREME BY THE ARM! REX USES HIS STRENGTH ADVANTAGE TO FORCE MS. EXTREME TO HER KNEES AND HE SLAMS HER HAND DOWN ONTO THE BURNER!
(Ms. Extreme’s screams as her hand is being burned are deafening.)
Persephone: THIS IS AMAZING! :blessed:
James Peters: REX FINALLY PEELS MS. EXTREME’S HAND OFF THE BURNER AND THAT IS FUCKING SICK!
Rich Russillo: The Red Queen is in obvious agony right now but Rex isn’t about to let up. He places her palm flat on the ground and stomps down on it and Ms. Extreme immediately cradles her hand to her chest and curls up in a fetal position. ‘Deathmatch Rex’ is shining right now and he stomps away on Ms. Extreme. She can do very little at the moment and doesn’t even have the energy to crawl away.
Persephone: Rex is once again showing us why he is the greatest thing to ever happen to the sport of professional wrestling. He is so fucking sexy when he has murder on his mind! He takes Ms. Extreme over to the broken glass of that coffee pot and quickly slams her mangled hand down into it! Ms. Extreme lets out another scream and Rex grabs a handful of glass shards and slams them into Ms. Extreme’s palm! Blood is pouring down her arm and her skin is just hanging there in ribbons :ciampa: This is so fucking beautiful. Rex’s mean streak 🤤🤤
James Peters: I don’t know how I feel about this. The referee is asking Ms. Extreme if she needs medical attention but she’s not responding to him. We all know that Ms. Extreme is as tough as nails, and you can make an argument that she is the toughest competitor on the roster. She can take a ton of abuse in matches and dish it out ten times over, but I do question where her head is at right now. Rex promised he would hold nothing back tonight and if that means permanently disfiguring the best professional wrestler in the world today to never hold a world championship, then so be it.
Persephone: I mean the dumb bitch knew what was she getting into, Jim. Rexy literally took a screwdriver to her mouth back at the OG Bloodsport. This was never not going to happen. Like Rex will ever be the type of wrestler to take it easy on anyone ever.
**15:00**
Rich Russillo: As you can see on the clock at the bottom of the screen, we are only half way into this match. Both competitors came out swinging but right now, this match is all Rex. He slams the damaged hand of Ms. Extreme down into the glass once again and he goes for a cover.
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRR-
James Russillo: Ms. Extreme kicks out!
Persephone: Annoying AF, but Rexy goes right back to work. He leaves her there and heads back over to the catering tables. Rex looks around at all the shit he dumped on the floor and :damn: HE HAS A ELECTRIC CARVING KNIFE!!!!
Rich Russillo: :comeagain: Why was there an electric carving knife just sitting around when all that’s in catering now are pumpkin spice Doritos tacos and chalupas?!
James Peters: :lupe: Aren’t knives banned?!
Persephone: No one ever said anything about electric knives :mjlit:
Rich Russillo: REX ATTEMPTS TO WRAP MS. EXTREME UP IN A MODIFIED CAMEL CLUTCH BUT SHE SEEMS TO REALIZE THAT IF HE IS ABLE TO LOCK THAT MOVE IN, SHE MIGHT BE DONE FOR! MS. EXTREME BEGINS TO KICK AT REX, LANDING KICKS ON HIS KNEES, HIS ANKLES, AND THE OTHER AREAS OF HIS LEGS. SHE STARTS TO CRAWL AWAY FROM HIM, BUT HE GRABS HER BY THE ANKLE! MS. EXTREME KICKS BACK, KNOCKING REX BACK, AND SHE GETS TO ANOTHER CATERING TABLE! SHE USES THE TABLE TO HELP HERSELF UP RIGHT AS REX COMES AT HER WITH THE KNIFE!
James Peters: SHE DROPS DOWN AND SENDS REX CRASHING INTO THE TABLE WITH A BACK BODY DROP! Thank God that caused the knife to fall from his hands.
Persephone: Yeah but now Ms. Extreme is eyeing up that knife :lupe:
(This is when the referee steps in and removes the electric carving knife from the equation.)
Referee: (off-mic) No knives, Camille.
Ms. Extreme: (off-mic) :wtf: I’m not even the one that introduced it into the match! It was him!
Referee: (off-mic) Did he use it, though?
Ms. Extreme: (off-mic) HE WAS GOING TO TRY!
(The referee walks over to the outlets and unplugs the knife, wrapping it up, and putting it away.)
Persephone: Well thank Gawd for that. She would have carved Sexy Rexy up like a Thanksgiving turkey and that would not have been okay.
James Peters: I think there’s a bit of a double standard there, but whatever. At least that horrible weapon has been removed.
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme pulls Rex from the wreckage and helps him to his feet. She uses her good hand to chop him across the chest a few times and she whips Rex right into the wall! Rex slumps down into a sitting position and Ms. Extreme quickly jams her foot under his chin and begins to choke him! Rex takes a hold of her foot and muscles her back, spinning Ms. Extreme around, but she uses the momentum to come back and catch him in the face with a spinning heel kick!
James Peters: Ms. Extreme picks up a discarded metal food tray and she bashes it across Rex’s head! She quickly digs her fingers into that wound she made earlier with the fork! Fresh blood begins to trick down Rex’s face and Ms. Extreme batters him with a series of elbows right to the top of the head. She grabs a stack of plates and begins to slam them over Rex’s head one by one! Ms. Extreme just broke 10 plates over the top of Rex’s head and the former 3-time world champion looks to be out of it. MS. EXTREME WITH HER FIRST PINFALL ATTEMPT OF THE MATCH!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHH-
Persephone: :blessed: SEXY REXY GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!!!!
James Peters: Ms. Extreme doesn’t look very pleased, but I don’t think any of us are surprised. Rex is one of the hardest Elitists to keep down and I really can’t think of many times when he has just been flatout pinned in a match.
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme has taken Rex by his bloody hair and is pulling him out of the catering area. I have no idea where they’re headed, but Ms. Extreme seems to have something in mind.
Persephone: Yeah, her ugly man jaw is set in a determined line and it’s really gross. She better leave Rexy the fuck alone before I get mad.
James Peters: You do realize that Rex burned her hand to the bone right?
Persephone: And she’s clearly fucking fine.
Rich Russillo: :mjlol:
(Ms. Extreme pulls Rex to the hair and make up area. One of the make-up artists is touching up Sierra Bradford’s lipstick and her eyes widen when she sees what is coming their way.)
Ms. Extreme: (off-mic) MOVE!
Sierra Bradford: (off-mic) :krabs:
(The Specialists Championship contender, who will be in action against Constance Blevins in a bit, moves out of the way and so does her make-up artist, and just in time too! Ms. Extreme pulls Rex up and slings him into the make up table! Everything dumps over and Ms. Extreme finally settles her eyes on what she was looking for.)
Persephone: THIS BITCH JUST GRABBED A CURLING IRON AND WHIPPED IT ACROSS REX’S FACE!!!
**10:00**
Rich Russillo: :lupe: We have about ten minutes left in this match and neither competitor has managed to score a pinfall or submission just yet.
Persephone: I’m sorry, but who fucking cares? This dumb fucking cunt is beating the love of my life with a fucking scalding hot curling iron :will:
James Peters: Those are some nasty burn marks being left on Rex, and Ms. Extreme is showing absolutely no mercy. She slams the curling iron down on Rex’s chest and drops down on the ground beside him! Ms. Extreme wraps her arm around Rex’s neck and forces his mouth open and she is jamming the curling iron into Rex’s mouth! I repeat! Ms. Extreme is jamming a burning hot curling iron into Rex’s mouth!
Persephone: THIS IS NOT FAIR! REX DIDN’T DO ANYTHING TO DESERVE THIS! SHE IS GOING TO SERIOUSLY HURT HIM!!!!
Rich Russillo: REX MCALLISTER IS BEING TORTURED LIKE I HAVE NEVER SEEN HIM TORTURED BEFORE! MS. EXTREME RIPS THE CURLING IRON FROM HIS MOUTH AND BEATS HIM IN THE HEAD WITH IT! REX IS COUGHING AND SPITTING, AND SURELY HIS ESOPHAGUS IS DAMAGED NOW :lupe:
James Peters: MS. EXTREME LOOKS TO JAM THE CURLING IRON BARREL INTO HIS MOUTH AGAIN BUT REX THROWS HIS ARMS UP! HE IS ABLE TO BLOCK HER FROM DOING ANYMORE DAMAGE TO HIS FACE AND HEAD! MS. EXTREME RAISES THE CURLING IRON ABOVE HER HEAD AND REX KICKS HER IN THE STOMACH! HE IS STILL COUGHING UP BLOOD FROM HIS TORN UP, BURNT MOUTH BUT HE WRESTLES THE CURLING IRON AWAY FROM MS. EXTREME AND SLAMS IT INTO HER HAND! MS. EXTREME BEGINS TO SCREAM ONCE AGAIN AND REX BUSTS HER ACROSS THE THROAT WITH THE THING! HE IS BACK UP TO HIS FEET NOW AND HE GRABS MS. EXTREME AND THROWS HER HEAD FIRST INTO THE WALL!
Persephone: :blessed: THANK GAWD HE IS OKAY! :blessed:
Rich Russillo: Rex sinks to his knees, taking a moment to regroup and rightfully so. He has been put through the ringer in this match, but this is nothing short of what we expected.
Persephone: I want to put my arms around him and hug him :mjcry:
Rich Russillo: You can hug me.
Persephone: No.
James Peters: Rex and Ms. Extreme both recover at the same time and their eyes lock on one another. Both look like they have been in a major accident, but something tells me this match is far from over.
Rich Russillo: REX AND MS. EXTREME GO AT ONE ANOTHER! THEY FOREGO THE TRADITIONAL COLLAR AND ELBOW TIE UP AND BEGIN WAILING AWAY ON ONE ANOTHER! BLOOD IS FLYING AS THEY EXCHANGE RIGHTS AND LEFTS! REX IS ABLE TO GET THE ADVANTAGE OUT OF THIS EXCHANGE, BUT MS. EXTREME HEADBUTTS HIM! SHE SLAMS HER HEAD INTO REX’S, AND SLIPS AWAY FROM HIM! SHE STAGGERS TOWARDS AN EQUIPMENT BOX AND STARTS TO PUSH IT TOWARDS REX! SHE GETS A RUNNING START AND SHE PUSHES IT RIGHT INTO REX’S STOMACH! SHE PINS HIM AGAINST THE WALL AND CONTINUES TO RAM THE END OF THE BOX INTO REX’S MID-SECTION!
Persephone: REX GETS HIS HANDS ON THE BOX AND BRACES HIMSELF THOUGH! HE IS ABLE TO STOP MS. EXTREME FROM PUSHING IT INTO HIM AGAIN AND HE IS ABLE TO SHOVE IT BACK AT HER! MS. EXTREME LOSES HER FOOTING AND REX RUNS HER OVER WITH THE EQUIPMENT BOX!!! LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! HE JUST FLATTENED HER!
James Peters: REX QUICKLY PULLS MS. EXTREME OUT FROM UNDER THE EQUIPMENT AND HE DRAGS HER BACK TOWARDS THE STAGE! MS. EXTREME IS STILL PUTTING UP A BIT OF A FIGHT, BUT REX THROWS HER HEAD FIRST INTO THE LED LIGHTING! REX TAKES A HANDFUL OF MS. EXTREME’S HAIR AND HE TOSSES HER INTO THE OPPOSITE SIDE OF THE LED PANELS! HE IS KICKING HER ALL OVER THE STAGE NOW AND THERE IS VERY LITTLE SHE CAN DO ABOUT IT! REX TOSSES MS. EXTREME DOWN THE RAMP AND STALKS AFTER HER, BUT TO HER CREDIT, SHE IS ABLE TO CRAWL TOWARDS THE RING!
Rich Russillo: THESE TWO ARE FINALLY BACK AT RINGSIDE AS OUR CLOCK CONTINUES TO WIND DOWN! REX SNATCHES UP MS. EXTREME AND THROWS HER BACK INTO THE RING! SHE IS ELECTROCUTED BY THOSE ROPES AS SHE ROLLS TO THE CENTER OF THE RING AND REX IS PULLING OUT A KENDO STICK NOW! HE SLIDES IT INTO THE RING! HE TAKES A TRASH CAN LID AND THROWS IT INTO THE RING! HE’S GOT A PIZZA CUTTER! A CHEESE GRATER! REX EVEN HAS A BOX OF THUMBTACKS!
**05:00**
Persephone: REX SLIPS INTO THE RING AND QUICKLY EMPTIES THE BOX OF THUMBTACKS! HE PULLS MS. EXTREME UP AND POWERBOMBS HER DOWN INTO THE GLASS AND THUMBTACKS! YES! I LIKE SEEING THE PAIN AND AGONY ON HER FACE!
James Peters: NOW YOU KNOW THAT HAD TO HURT BUT MS. EXTREME IS STILL MOVING! YOU CAN TELL REX IS EXASPERATED BUT HE KNOWS HE HAS TO PUSH ON DESPITE EVERYTHING! HE GRABS MS. EXTREME AND BRINGS HER BACK UP! BUT HOW IS MS. EXTREME ALREADY UP AND RUNNING! IT MIGHT JUST BE THE ADRENALINE, BUT SHE SENDS A UPPERCUT TOWARDS THE JAW OF REX! BEFORE LAUNCHING HIM INTO AN EXPLODER SUPLEX ONTO THE GLASS AND THUMBTACKS IN RETURN!
Rich Russillo: REX SCREAMING IN PAIN AS HIS FIRST INSTINCT IS TO QUICKLY ROLL OUT OF THE RING BEFORE ANYTHING ELSE CAN HAPPEN! AND YOU KNOW MS. EXTREME IS UP AND RUNNING AS SHE’S NOT LETTING REX GO, LAUNCHING THROUGH THE ROPES AND TAKING HIM DOWN WITH A BIG SUICIDE DIVE!
**04:00**
Persephone: NO! LET ME REXY REST! 10 MINUTE WATER BREAK I SWEAR THEN HE’LL BE RIGHT BACK UP AND RUNNING!
James Peters: BOTH OF THEM ARE PERSISTENT IN THEIR ACTIONS AS REX IS ALREADY CRAWLING ON ALL FOURS AND GRABBING ONTO THE BARRICADE AS HE PULLS HIMSELF BACK UP! AND MS. EXTREME RUNS FORWARD TOWARDS HIM! BUT REX SIDE STEPS AND MOVES OUT OF THE WAY AS HE THROWS HER RIGHT INTO THE BARRICADE!
Rich Russillo: REX ISN’T DONE AS HE’S ROLLING HER RIGHT BACK INTO THE RING AND SLIDING IN HIMSELF! AS MS. EXTREME GOES FOR AN AXE HANDLE TOWARDS THE BACK OF HIS HEAD ALREADY AS SHE LUNGES FORWARD! I DON’T KNOW HOW BOTH OF THEM ARE GOING AT THE RATE THAT THEY’RE GOING AT RIGHT NOW! REX MANAGING TO KEEP HIMSELF UP THOUGH AS GETS A RUNNING START AS MS. EXTREME GETS BACK UP!
Persephone: YESSSSSSSSSS!!!!! HE’S GOING FOR THE REX EFFECT ONTO THE THUMBTACKS AND GLASS! WATCH HER DIE THIS WOULD BE ABSOLUTELY HILARIOUS!
James Peters: BUT MS. EXTREME GRABS REX AND TURNS IT INTO A SMALL PACKAGE! ROLL-UP! DON’T TELL ME THIS IS HOW IT’S GOING TO GO!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTTHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
**03:00**
Rich Russillo: BUT REX KICKS OUT!
Persephone: Thank goodness! But it’s not like I I didn’t know he was going to kick out anyways, no no, not at all.
James Peters: BOTH OF THEM PUSH AWAY AS THEY’RE BACK UP! BUT IT ALLOWS MS. EXTREME TO CONNECT WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK TOWARDS THE FACE OF REX TO DROP HIM DOWN TO A KNEE! AT THIS POINT, I DON’T THINK THE GLASS AND THUMBTACKS ARE EVEN DOING A NUMBER ON THEM! AS MS. EXTREME LEAPS INTO THE AIR AND GOES FOR A METEORA TOWARDS THE FACE OF REX MCALLISTER!
Rich Russillo: BUT REX MANAGES TO CATCH HER AND DROP HER DOWN INTO A BIG SIT-OUT POWERBOMB! THE BOTH OF THEM ARE GIVING IT THEIR ALL LIKE IT’S THE START OF THE MATCH ALREADY! BUT WITH THE CLOCK SLOWLY TICKING DOWN, WHO’S GOING TO GIVE IN AND GET THE WIN!
**02:00**
Persephone: At this point it’s just not worth it, Cumille can lay down if she wants and Rex can pin her, but just know that she’s not going to get the win no matter how you look at it.
James Peters: WE’LL SEE! AS MS. EXTREME IS ALREADY GETTING BACK UP AS REX SENDS PUNCH AFTER PUNCH TOWARDS HER FACE! HOPING SOMEHOW! SOMEWAY! HE CAN WEAKEN HER AND TAKE HER DOWN TO THE MAT!
Rich Russillo: BUT MS. EXTREME WITH A PALM STRIKE! SHE JUST SLAMMED HER HAND ON THE MAT AND DUG THE GLASS AND THUMBTACKS INTO IT AND SLAMMED REX RIGHT IN THE FACE WITH IT! AND YOU CAN FEEL THE PAIN FROM HERE!
Persephone: NO! WHAT THE FUCK?! NOT HIS BEAUTIFUL FACE!
**01:00**
James Peters: MS. EXTREME HAS THE ADVANTAGE BUT SHE NEEDS TO REALIZE THAT SHE’S GOING TO NEED TO END THE MATCH AS SHE ONLY HAS A MINUTE LEFT TO DO IT! AS SHE GRABS REX! AND GOES FOR A TWIST OF FATE TO KNOCK HIM DOWN TO THE MAT AT LEAST MOMENTARILY!
Rich Russillo: BUT REX SHOVES HER AWAY BEFORE SHE CAN GO THROUGH WITH IT! MS. EXTREME STUMBLES BACK BUT IS RUNNING RIGHT TOWARDS HER, BUT IT’S REX WITH A HIGH KNEE TO THE FACE OF MS. EXTREME TO TAKE HER DOWN TO THE MAT! THE BOTH OF THEM HAVE GIVEN THEIR ALL TO MAKE SURE THAT THIS MATCH GOES THEIR WAY ONE WAY OR ANOTHER! BUT WILL IT PAY OFF?!
**00:30**
Persephone: IT BETTER PAY OFF FOR SEXY REXY! LOOK! LOOK! I TOLD YOU! HE’S GOING FOR THE REX EFFECT!
James Peters: BUT MS. EXTREME PUSHES REX TOWARDS THE ROPES BEFORE THE REX EFFECT CAN CONNECT! REX JUST CAUGHT A JOLT OF ELECTRICITY RIGHT THERE! AS SHE LOCKS IN RED HANDED! SEATED FUJIWARA LOCKED IN!
**00:20**
Rich Russillo: AND THE PAIN ON REX’S FACE TELLS IT ALL! HE HAS NOWHERE TO RUN AS MS. EXTREME HAS FULLY LOCKED IT IN! THIS IS THE LAST STRETCH AND YOU CAN TELL FOR THE BOTH OF THEM WHAT THEY’RE SITUATION IS! MS. EXTREME HAS TO KEEP THIS HOLD LOCKED IN LONG ENOUGH TO MAKE SURE SHE SECURES HERSELF THE WIN, AND REX NEEDS TO MAKE SURE HE ESCAPES OUT OF THE HOLD SOMEHOW! SOMEWAY!
**00:10**
Persephone: COME ON REXY! CHANNEL YOUR INNER SUPER REX RIGHT HERE! YOU GOT THIS!
James Peters: CAN REX MCALLISTER PUSH THROUGH AND MANAGE TO ESCAPE OUT OF IT!
Rich Russillo: WAIT! WAIT! REX SOMEHOW MANAGING TO ROLL MS. EXTREME UP! HE HAS A SMALL PACKAGE! SMALL PACKAGE! NO WAY!
Persephone: YESYESYESYESYES!
**00:03**
OOONNNEEE!!!
**00:02**
TTTTWWWWWOOOOO!!!!
**00:01**
TTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
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James Peters: MS. EXTREME KICKS OUTSLKDLKDLKSLKDLSDNLKSD!
**0:00**
(DING! DING! DING!)
Rich Russillo: IT’S TIED! JUST LIKE WHAT HAPPENED AT BLOODSPORT!
Persephone: SNWISNAKANAKANAKWNEOSNSSONAKANSN
(Both Rex and Ms. Extreme are down on the mat as the ref makes his way over to check on the both of them, as they clearly look both exhausted and out of breath, but not completely out of it yet. Ms. Extreme pulls herself up with all the power left in her body as she looks towards Rex as he’s beginning to stir as well)
Ms. Extreme: (Off-Mic) I’ll fucking… fight him to the death… if I have to.
Referee: (Off-Mic) :whoa:
Rex McAllister: (Off-Mic) Voltage for a reason… right?
(The ref sighs as he makes his way over to Bella Braxton as they both talk to one another, Bella responding with a nod)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentleman the referee has informed me that this match… WILL GO ON WITH A 15 MINUTE OVERTIME ADDED TO THE CLOCK!
(DING! DING! DING!)
**15:00**
Rich Russillo: :ohlawd: Here we go again with this.
James Peters: What’s the matter? I think this has been a great match so far!
Persephone: I hate this place.
Rich Russillo: It’s the fact that they might literally kill one another! AND HERE THEY GO AS BOTH REX AND CAMILLE LUNGE RIGHT AT EACH OTHER! Both of them are trading punches with bloody and bruised knuckles relentlessly as they’re both willing to go through hell and back for this match! Ms. Extreme with a knee towards the gut of Rex! BUT REX GRABS MS. EXTREME’S HEAD AND PUSHES IT FACE FIRST AGAINST THE ELECTRIFIED ROPES!
James Peters: BUT MS. EXTREME GETS A SECOND WIND AS SHE GRABS HIS HEAD AND SLAMS IT AGAINST THE ELECTRIC ROPES IN RETURN! BOTH OF THEM COLLAPSE BACK TO THE GROUND!
Persephone: This is fucking horrible, who the hell let this woman inject steroids before this match began?! Officers, that’s your culprit!
Rich Russillo: They’re not stopping for a breather as both of them are grabbing one another and pulling themselves up to their feet still sending lefts and rights towards one another absolutely relentlessly! Ms. Extreme though with a sharp elbow towards his face to send him backwards! Rex is completely taken off guard, AS MS. EXTREME TURNS HIM AROUND AND GOES FOR AN EXPLODER SUPLEX!
James Peters: But Rex with a back elbow towards the face of Ms. Extreme before it can happen! Ms. Extreme stumbling back, but she’s running right towards Rex like a speeding bullet! BUT REX MANAGES TO GRAB HER HEAD AND TOSS HER THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE AND TO THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING BEFORE ANYTHING ELSE CAN HAPPEN!
Persephone: YES REXY! STAY IN THE RING AND HOLD YOUR GROUND! WAIT WHAT THE FUCK NO NO STOP REXY!
Rich Russillo: REX GOING THROUGH THE BOTTOM ROPES AND HITS MS. EXTREME RIGHT IN THE FACE ON THE OUTSIDE WITH A BIG WRECKING BALL DROPKICK! Both of them are going to absolutely maul one another as it’s clear they want to fight to the end with this whole thing! And now look at Rex, eyeing the taser that Ms. Extreme used at the beginning of the match against him as he picks it up! AND IS JUST TAZING MS. EXTREME NOW! MS. EXTREME PUSHING THE TASER AWAY AS SHE CONNECTS WITH A SWIFT UPPERCUT ACROSS THE JAW OF REX TO FORCE THE TASER FAR AWAY FROM HER!
James Peters: Both of these competitors look like wounded animals at the moment but they’re both still fighting, AS REX RUNS FORWARD I THINK LOOKING TO SLAM MS. EXTREME INTO THE BARRICADE TO TAKE HER DOWN TO THE GROUND! BUT MS. EXTREME MANAGES TO SIDESTEP AS SHE GRABS REX’S HEAD AND THROWS HIM INTO THE BARRICADE!
Persephone: I swear to Gawd if Rexy loses this match after putting all his blood, sweat, and tears into the ring, I might just quit this job right now.
James Peters: Well Ms. Extreme has put the same amount of effort in as Rex-
Persephone: It’s funny, I swear I remember NOT ASKING YOU FOR YOUR FUCKING OPINION!
James Peters: :whoa:
Rich Russillo: Ms. Extreme digging under the ring now as Rex manages to get back up and make his way over to her, Rex grabs Ms. Extreme!
CRACK!
James Peters: BUT MS. EXTREME SLAMS A STEEL CHAIR ACROSS HIS SKULL!
(Ms. Extreme looks at the steel chair before shaking her head as she drops it down to the ground and goes back under the ring)
Ms. Extreme: (Off-Mic) No… too tame…
Persephone: WHAT IS SHE GONNA DO TO MY SEXY REXY?!?!?!
(Ms. Extreme pulls something out of the ring again, the bloody knife that Katheryn Wicked stabbed into the shoulder of Andrea Valentine all that time ago)
Ms. Extreme: :mackie:
Rich Russillo: BUT REX WITH A SICK KICK ACROSS THE SKULL OF MS. EXTREME TAKING HER DOWN TO THE GROUND BEFORE MS. EXTREME CAN USE IT!
Rex McAllister: (Off-Mic) No.
**10:00**
James Peters: REX GRABS MS. EXTREME AND LAUNCHES HER INTO A BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX! Rex clearly not here for that as it looks like he’ll suffice with the steel chair, waiting for Ms. Extreme to get back up! AS HE STRIKES HER ACROSS THE SKULL WITH THE STEEL CHAIR! Ms. Extreme falling down on the ground, AS REX TAKES THE EDGE OF IT AS HE SLAMS THE CHAIR INTO MS. EXTREME’S GUT REPEATEDLY AS MS. EXTREME IS FORCED TO ABSORB THE BLOWS TO THE BEST OF HER ABILITY!
Persephone: YES! KEEP DOING IT REXY! MAKE SURE SHE CHOKES UP BLOOD! MAKE SURE SHE SUFFERS!
Rich Russillo: But Ms. Extreme finally stops the assault as she grabs onto the chair and is holding it back with all of his might! As Rex stomps down on her face! Rex letting up and dropping the chair down to the ground as he grabs Ms. Extreme and brings her up! BEFORE LOOKING TO SLAM HER HEAD ON THE EDGE OF THE APRON! But Ms. Extreme holds her hands out just before Impact as she saves herself for the time being! She sends an elbow towards the gut of Rex, BEFORE GRABBING HIS HEAD AND SLAMMING IT AGAINST THE RINGPOST! And she’s right back to digging under the ring! Ms. Extreme looking to take Rex down for good and that means something completely new!
(Ms. Extreme completely stops as she smirks as she takes something out of the ring and twirls it around in her hand)
James Peters: THE SHATTERED GLASS BASEBALL BAT!
Persephone: The WHAT?!
Rich Russillo: Rex is barely managing to stir, AS MS. EXTREME DOESN’T WASTE ANYTIME SWINGING HER SIGNATURE WEAPON TOWARDS THE HEAD OF REX! But Rex manages to avoid it just in time! MS. EXTREME ISN’T GIVING UP THOUGH AS SHE TAKES THE BAT LOOKING TO RAM IT INTO THE GUT OF REX! But Rex barely manages to step back this time knowing the situation that he’s in at this very moment with the shattered glass baseball bat in play!
James Peters: LOOK AT REX! HE’S DIGGING HIS FINGERS INTO THE SHATTERED GLASS BASEBALL BAT! FIGHTING THROUGH PAIN AND AGONY LOOKING TO PULL IT AWAY FROM MS. EXTREME’S HANDS BEFORE SHE CAN DO ANYMORE HARM!
Persephone: YESSSS! WOOOO! SUPER REXY DOING WHAT HE DOES BEST! NOW BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF HER WITH IT!
James Peters: You’d be laughing at anyone else and calling them stupid for doing it.
Persephone: SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY!
Rich Russillo: AS REX MANAGES TO PULL IT AWAY AS MS. EXTREME LOOKS SURPRISED! REX TAKING A SWING IMMEDIATELY HIMSELF BUT IT’S MS. EXTREME THAT DUCKS UNDER! Ms. Extreme doing the next best thing as she kicks away the shattered glass baseball bat from the hands of Rex for the time being as both of them are going back to trading bloody knuckled punches right now as that’s truly the only thing left to do when all else fails! As Rex nails a knee into the gut of Ms. Extreme! Rex grabbing Ms. Extreme now, AS HE POPS HER UP ONTO HIS SHOULDERS AND GOES FOR A POWERBOMB ONTO THE EDGE OF THE APRON!
James Peters: BUT MS. EXTREME RAKING THE EYES! THAT’S THE MOST TAME THING YOU CAN DO IN THIS MATCH AS REX IS FORCED TO BRING HER DOWN! BUT REX GRABS MS. EXTREME BY THE HEAD AND SLAMS HER FACE FIRST AGAINST THE BOTTOM ROPE! AS VOLT AFTER VOLT OF ELECTRICITY IS SENT THROUGH HER SYSTEM THANKS TO THE ELECTRIFIED ROPES!
Persephone: YES! FUCK THAT BITCH UP REXY! YOU CAN FUCK ME UP AFTER THIS MATCH IF YOU’RE STILL BREATHING TOO! NO WORRIES!
Rich Russillo: Rex letting go as Ms. Extreme completely collapses down to the ground, But Rex has a hold of her head and brings her back up! AS HE LOOKS TO TAKE HER DOWN TO GROUND WITH A BIG OLYMPIC SLAM TO FOLLOW IT UP!
James Peters: WAIT! WAIT! TWIST OF FATE ONTO THE SHATTERED GLASS BASEBALL BAT BY MS. EXTREME WITH THE LAST OUNCE OF POWER THAT SHE HAS IN HER BODY! BOTH OF THEM ARE LAID OUT ON THE GROUND!
Persephone: I’m going to cry, don’t talk to me.
**5:00**
Rich Russillo: Both of them are completely laid out on the ground now as you can see the pain and agony on their faces! But the clock is ticking, I think they both know that they can’t waste any time laying down in pain as the match continues on! Both of them are already beginning to show life as they’re already bringing themselves back up to their feet!
James Peters: I don’t know what’s pushing them through but that’s why they’re pillars of Voltage! They keep on fighting no matter what happens and that’s the joy of the brand! Both Rex and Ms. Extreme are sending weak punches to one another as it’s clear none of them want to give in! They haven’t even gone for a single pin during this overtime! They’re literally willing to kill one another if they have to!
Persephone: Ms. Extreme can go fuck off and die if she wants, Rexy, no.
Rich Russillo: :whoa: Let’s not wish death on people please.
Persephone: I am not happy today, this doesn’t help my anger management classes so much.
Rich Russillo: LOOK AT REX THOUGH AS SHE GRABS MS. EXTREME BY THE HEAD AND IS JUST SLAMMING HER REPEATEDLY AGAINST THE BARRICADE! Rex is using anything around him to rip Ms. Extreme apart but Ms. Extreme hasn’t moved an inch as finally the both of them have gotten up to their feet! Rex grabbing Ms. Extreme and sending her into an Irish whip towards the barricade! Ms. Extreme backed up against the barricade but keeps ahold of it as Rex braces himself! AND RUNS FORWARD!
CRASH!
James Peters: MS. EXTREME MOVES OUT OF THE WAY AS REX CRASHES INTO THE BARRICADE AND COMPLETELY TEARS THE PLEXIGLASS OFF!
Persephone: NOOO! THIS CAN’T GET WORSE! NOW REXY MIGHT HAVE COVID! :noah:!!!
Rich Russillo: It’ll be fine as Ms. Extreme is grabbing Rex and already dragging him out of the corner, she’s seeing the counter tick down as there’s not much time left! But wait! REX IS ALREADY SHOWING LIFE! Now how the hell is that possible?1 Rex is crawling up using Ms. Extreme as leverage to show that he’s not going down so quietly! But Ms. Extreme is forced to show zero remorse as long as Rex is breathing!
James Peters: She’s making her way over to the North Korean announcers table!
Persephone: It’s gotten worse. :will: I need a therapist, where’s Chris Elite.
Rich Russillo: Well that’s a way to introduce them to Voltage as Ms. Extreme is absolutely tearing apart the table right now! She’s looking to plant Rex right through it and a part of me believes that might not be the worst thing that’s happened in this matchup! But she needs to realize that not much time is left if she wants to do it!
**0:10**
James Peters: Do you even think that the two of them care about time anymore?! They’re both putting it all on the line and I don’t think they really care that the score is tied anymore! Hell they might as well go to a second overtime at this rate, I don’t know what more to say! But this’ll go on forever if they both have something to say about it!
Persephone: Me at the beginning of this match would’ve loved this match to go on because Rexy is in it. Now I just don’t want to see Rexy hurting anymore than he has already. :mjcry:
**0:05**
Rich Russillo: MS. EXTREME IS DRAGGING REX ONTO THE TABLE AS THE BOTH OF THEM ARE ABSOLUTELY GOING OFF ON ONE ANOTHER! REX HAS CAUGHT A SECOND WIND AS BOTH OF THEM ARE TRADING PUNCHES WITH ONE ANOTHER! THEY DON’T HAVE MUCH TIME LEFT! AS MS. EXTREME KNEES REX IN THE GUT! AND GOES FOR A TWIST OF FATE!
**0:02**
James Peters: BUT REX PULLS THROUGH! REX EFFECT! REX EFFECT THROUGH THE TABLE-
**0:00**
***BOOM!***
(As soon as both of them make contact with the North Korean announcers table both of them are completely engulfed in a huge explosion, one that could rattle the entirety of Madison Square Garden all together)
Persephone: Nononononono… JONJONJOJKSDOJJLKDSNLISDNJDLJDJKLIDJDKSS
(All that’s left from there on, is smoke. Resembling a huge fog in the middle of the night, when the smoke clears…)
(Both Rex McAllister and Ms. Extreme are seen in the middle of the carnage. None of them are moving, covered in their own blood)
Rich Russillo: Oh my god…
James Peters: How the hell did that even happen…?
(The camera pans over to the North Korean announcers rubbing their hands together with maniacal looks on their faces)
Rich Russillo: :krabs:
(The ref makes his way over immediately and quickly checks on them, the medical team was on standby as well as they all file out of the backstage area and run over as well, as that did not look good. It isn’t long, before the ref holds up the X sign, which gives Bella Braxton a good confirmation on what’s happening)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen due to Rex McAllister’s and Ms. Extreme’s inability to continue the match. This match has been ruled… a no contest.
James Peters: A part of me is concerned about the status of the two of them, but relieved one way or another, they finally stopped, because if they had the choice? I’m sure they weren’t going to stop.
Persephone: …
Rich Russillo: You have to give props to the two of them, they gave it their all no matter the circumstance and they pulled through. I think if none of them officially won, they’re both winners in my eyes, thank you for joining us on Shock Value so far, but I think we all agree we need to cut to a short break.
(The last shot seen is Rex McAllister and Ms. Extreme being loaded on stretchers as the entire Madison Square Garden crowd is silent. And from there, Shock Value fades out to commercial break)
(Commercial for Iron Man 4, with Rex McAllister replacing Robert Downey Jr. as Iron Man.)
(‘Faneto’ by Chief Keef hits, and the virtual crowd gives a pretty mixed reaction as SOSA Henderson begins to make his way out to the stage, holding a microphone in his hand. He has a smirk on his face, and he actually looks pretty unbothered as he makes his way down to the ring despite what happened on Dynasty with Chris Elite.)
James Peters: SOSA Henderson is making his way towards the ring, and he definitely has something on his mind tonight seeing the microphone in his hand. After these past few weeks I’m definitely interested in seeing what he has to say. Things got out of hand between him and Chris Elite very quickly.
Persephone: Yeah, but who cares? SOSA Henderson was a horrible World Champion and shouldn’t have held the title in the first place, and Chris Elite’s pretty much been a glorified enhancement talent for the past two years.
Rich Russillo: :lupe: I feel like stuff like this is what caused Chris to say the things he did on Dynasty. He’s clearly tired of the disrespect he’s been given, but I don’t think SOSA’s taking his words too seriously.
(SOSA Henderson steps inside of the ring with the microphone still in his hand, and he just shakes his head while thinking about what Chris said back on Dynasty.)
SOSA Henderson: These past few weeks Chris Elite has been on some bullshit. We all heard the story enough times now. We could’ve been Unified Tag Team Champions and now we’re facing each other at Pain for Pride, and for some reason he keeps blaming me for it like I’m the one that had the match in my hands and fucked it all up doing too much. Chris just can’t handle the fact that he screwed up and now I gotta beat his ass at Pain for Pride. All this shit could’ve been avoided. We could’ve been walking into another match for the Unified Tag Team Championships if we played our cards right, but instead we’re walking into Pain for Pride as opponents. We’ve heard his bullshit week after week, and if you have any common sense you’re not gonna believe a damn word he said. Chris hasn’t had a single clue what the fuck he’s been talking about, but just back on Dynasty he might’ve said the dumbest shit I heard yet, because after all this time Chris wants to pretend that HE’S the one that’s been disrespected. Chris wants to pretend that everyone just forgot what he’s accomplished in the past, and even worse he wants to pretend what he accomplished three years ago is enough for people to start treating him with more respect in 2021 when this entire season I’ve been running shit and showing the entire world that SOSA Henderson is the biggest star Voltage has to offer. From winning the EAW Championship to getting my revenge after I was screwed out of the Grand Rampage, I’ve been showing everyone that there’s nobody on my level, and unlike my Pain for Pride opponent I don’t need to hang on to three year old accolades to try and convince people I’m still a big deal.
SOSA Henderson: I won my first World Championship this season, and when I won my title I didn’t fucking slow down or get complacent, instead I defended it against the best Voltage had to offer and I came out on top every single time. This past year was the best in my career, but can Chris say the same for himself? I don’t think so, because when you look back at Chris’ year, all you see is missed opportunity after missed opportunity. All you see is a bunch of chances for Chris to finally get back to the spot he used to be at just for him to somehow fuck it all up. I shouldn’t have even been surprised to see him fail in the No Way Out match, ‘cause that’s just what Chris does now. He already had his moments. He had his World title reign and at this point it’s clear he’s never getting that shit back. Whatever allowed Chris to accomplish everything he did a few years ago is long gone now, because the Chris Elite I’m about to face at Pain for Pride hasn’t done shit all season but get this close to Championship gold and drop the ball, so I don’t need him to start bitching about being disrespected and not being given the credit he deserves when these past few weeks all he’s done is blame our failure on me and act like I haven’t been carrying this show since the start of the season. My career’s only been going uphill, and Chris, since I know you’re watching this there’s a reason you can’t say the same for yourself, a reason you’ll find out come Pain for Pride-
(‘Invincible’ by Pop Smoke hits, and SOSA Henderson immediately turns towards the stage. SOSA just shakes his head as he was interrupted, but the crowd begins to give a huge mix of both cheers and boos as Chris Elite walks out through the curtain, holding a microphone in his hand. He walks down the ramp and towards the ring, and he motions for his music to be cut off as he enters the ring.)
Chris Elite: I know you’re not about to come out here and start dickeating like you weren’t excited just to team up with me against IDOL-GUN. You know who the fuck I am, don’t start acting different just ‘cause you dragged us down. You’re the last person I need to be hearing this shit from. I don’t give a shit what you’ve done, I’m still gonna be beating your ass at Pain for Pride, and when you’re the one bitching because you lost at the biggest show of the year again, you think anyone’s actually gonna give a shit what you’ve accomplished? I’ve done everything you have. I reached the top and I actually have something to show for it, because there’s only one Hall of Famer standing inside the ring right now and it’s definitely not you. You really got me fucked up coming out here like I actually said anything wrong. I don’t get the respect I deserve and your dumbass is proving it right now doing all this when just a minute ago you were praising me and expecting to win the Unified Tag Team Championships with me.
(Chris Elite is clearly annoyed, especially after SOSA interrupted Chris himself back on Dynasty. SOSA can tell, and the smirk he had on his face a few minutes ago soon reappears.)
SOSA Henderson: Bro I’ve done as much as you in a fraction of the time. There’s a reason you CHOSE me to be your partner in the first place. You knew damn well how good I am and you still do now. I’m not the one that turned my back on you as soon as we faced one little setback. I was ready to just keep it moving, but you decided to throw a bunch of tantrums like a little bitch, and now here we are. I don’t need to respect shit, especially after what I’ve had to deal with all thanks to your mistakes. At one point I DID respect you. I WAS expecting to win the Unified Tag Team Championships, but you threw all that away being a dumbass and look where we are now. I don’t got shit to prove to you Chris, but I am gonna look forward to kicking your ass at Pain for Pride. You’re the one that fucked up and lost at Battle of Egypt. You’re the one that cost us the match against IDOL-GUN, and now at Pain for Pride you’re gonna lose again, and I know damn well all this wouldn’t have happened a few years ago back when you were actually at the top, but clearly the hardest part for you wasn’t making it to the top, it was actually staying there.
Chris Elite: What, like you did? We not gonna act like your bumass didn’t lose the EAW Championship to Terry Chambers and fail to get it back even when Malcolm Jones handed you the match back at Shock Value? You knew damn well you needed this match. You weren’t getting into a World Championship match at Pain for Pride and there wasn’t shit else for you to fight for either. That Tag Title match was your best shot at getting into a title match at the biggest show of the year, and of course that went right down the fucking drain. I really don’t care how fast you accomplished what you did or where you think your career is going, ‘cause in the end you’re about to end your season with a loss at Pain for Pride. All the shit you’re tryna shove in my face ain’t gonna matter when I’m pinning you to the mat and getting yet another Pain for Pride win for myself. You’re not about to come out here and start dickeating me over how long it’s been since I’ve last been Champion, ‘cause it’s only a matter of time until I’m holding gold again, and when I do win my next Championship it won’t be alongside some fucking idiot like you.
SOSA Henderson: Why, you don’t want anyone outshining you and taking the spotlight from you? You can act all confident now but we all know what happened the last time you let your confidence get the better of you, only I’m not gonna need to rely on you making some huge mistake to beat you at Pain for Pride, I’m showing you why I’m the biggest star this brand has. There’s a reason I was holding the EAW Championship just this year, and you can keep acting like it doesn’t matter but deep down you know you wish you were in my shoes. You know you wish you could still go out and accomplish the shit I’m accomplishing week after week. As EAW Champion I was the best Champion this entire company had, and it’s been years since you were Champion at all. Our careers went two very different ways Chris, and if you don’t care now then you’re definitely gonna be caring after Pain for Pride. This has been my season, and ain’t shit gonna change after Pain for Pride. It’s no wonder you decided to try and ride my coattails. Here you are now though, having to bitch and moan your way into a spot at Pain for Pride. If this is where you’re at now then I can only imagine how low you’ll sink once I’m done with you next week. Stay mad all you want, I’ve been running shit for a while now, and there’s not a damn thing you can do to change that.
Chris Elite: I guess we’ll see about that, huh?
SOSA Henderson: We sure will, just don’t start crying again after what happens in our match next week. I’m not the reason we lost that Tag Title match, but I will be the reason you lose at Pain for Pride.
(SOSA drops the mic in front of Chris Elite’s face, finally making his way out of the ring as ‘Faneto’ begins to start back up.)
James Peters: SOSA Henderson with some strong words for Chris Elite tonight, who doesn’t seem too happy. I thought these two could’ve made a great team, but we may be in for an even better match at Pain for Pride.
Rich Russillo: I have to agree, but I couldn’t possibly predict a winner between these two.
Persephone: It’s not easy having to choose a winner out of two complete losers. They both suck and don’t belong on the Pain for Pride card in the first place.
James Peters: SOSA Henderson seemed to get the last word in tonight, but we’ll see what happens at Pain for Pride!
(Chris Elite is still inside of the ring, and he clearly looks pretty frustrated as SOSA Henderson begins making his way up the ramp. The two are still sharing some words which aren’t picked up as they’re not speaking into the microphones, but SOSA has a confident grin on his face as ‘Faneto’ continues to play, and Voltage begins to fade from the area.)
(Commercial promoting Jake Smith’s new AntiVirus, which doesn’t receive any good reviews.)
(Voltage comes back from commercial break as the scenery inside the World 1 Theatre looks much different inside the ring. There are 6 ladders standing inside the ring and on top of them, are the elitists that are going to be participating in the Cash in The Vault match. The crowd seems interested as they cheer loudly for the people in the ring as Bella Braxton is seen at ringside preparing to introduce all of them)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the participants for this year’s CASH IN THE VAULT MATCH!!!!!!!!
(The crowd once again cheers loudly, hyped for the occasion especially considering this is the go home show before Pain For Pride. Things will definitely be interesting that’s for sure ranging from a variety of things)
Bella Braxton: Introducing… MYLES!!!!!!!!!
(The crowd boos for the New Eden member as Myles simply sits on the ladder nursing his wounds from EAW World Champion, Malcolm Jones’ attack earlier. He’s not the happiest because of it, but when has he ever? He shakes his head as he scans the area and the competition that surrounds him)
Bella Braxton: ANDRE WALKER!!!!!!!!!!
(The crowd gives solid cheers for the longest reigning New Breed Champion as Andre looks around with a straight look on his face. Albert Hitchman is seen at the bottom of his ladder with a smug look on his face as the duo simply ooze confidence)
Bella Braxton: JUSTIN WINDGATE!!!!!!!!!!
(The crowd cheers once more as Justin is seen standing on the steps of the ladder leaning his head against the top of it with a smirk on his face. He spreads out his arms to rally up the crowd clearly hyped himself before settling down as he looks around at his opponents)
Bella Braxton: JON KELTON!!!!!!!!!!
(The crowd once again cheers for the Showdown elitist as Kelton is seen seated on top with his arms spread out and a big smile on his face. Full of confidence and a will to succeed he clearly believes that he’s going to be the one to win)
Bella Braxton: CONSTANCE BLEVINS!!!!!!!!!!
(The crowd begins to cheer once more for their own Voltage elitist. Constance leaned against the ladder with a smirk on her face, just crossing her arms as she looked around at the rest of the competitors standing in front of her)
Bella Braxton: And lastly… LIMMY MONAGHAN!!!!!!!!!!
(The crowd reacts with deafening boos as Limmy simply chuckles at their reaction. Shaking his head as he poses in front of the camera before everyone from there gets settled in. The silence is deafening for a good moment before a voice begins to break through to start the conversation off strong)
Myles: Enough of the shit. We don’t need to go around introducing the special ed class bar myself, everyone knows who we are. We’re the apparent best of the best clashing at Pain For Pride, and well, Limmy Monaghan is here too I guess.
Limmy Monaghan: Shut the fuck up for once will you?
Justin Windgate: Woah woah woah. I don’t think we’re here to have petty arguments that get us nowhere. Let’s cut the chase, and let me just say I call first dibs on staking my claim right now. You can say all you want, but the fact is none of you are ready for what I have in store for each and everyone of you at Pain For Pride. Last year I was in the Cash in The Vault match as well, but I didn’t get what I wanted. I came out briefcase-less if that’s the word to say, and despite that, that has driven me to be better. With the experience I hold from last year heading into this year, I can promise each and everyone of you that this year will be different. And it doesn’t matter if the landscape has changed or the terrain has gotten rougher, none of you are going to stop me from doing that. Because the Interwire Championship, the 24/7 Contract, the New Breed Championship, everything. As much as I pride myself on those, I’m not allowing myself to grow complacent because I can’t reach the next level. As much as I can say that I’m proud of myself for everything that I’ve done for years now, a World Championship is yet to be accomplished on my bucket list. And I think it’s about time I cross it off.
Jon Kelton: We all know that you aren’t getting close to that as long as I’m in this match. It’s about time that people begin to realize that I’m not just one of the top dogs on Showdown, but the entirety of Elite Answers Wrestling itself and I have no problem doing just that to each and everyone of you. Ever since I came back, while I appreciate the spotlight, the glitz, the glamour, there’s one thing that I’ve found myself deprived of and that’s titles and Championships. And because of that people look down on me, for some reason that seems to be the measuring stick around here. I came close with the 24/7 Contract, but ultimately I came up with nothing. And you can laugh about that all you want Justin, frankly I don’t care. I’m in this to win and not even Justin Windgate is going to stop me from doing that. I’ve been in this situation before, multi-person, with the odds stacked against you. And I assure you I’ve done nothing less than execute to perfection and Pain For Pride is going to be another example as such. So if you don’t want to look at me as how you should and that’s one of the best that’s on you. You’re just going to be left laying while I win that briefcase. That’s all.
Constance Blevins: Well unlucky for both of you, you’re not in the ring with just anyone. You’re in the ring with Constance Blevins as well. And I don’t mean to put a dampener on your party, but I’m not allowing anyone to get in the way of what I plan to do. And that’s climb up to the top of the ladder and snatch the briefcase and secure my spot heading into Season 15. I’ve already got my opportunity to be at Pain For Pride, and now? I’m going to make sure that the results differ from what they were last year. And I hear each and everyone of you, you’re all going to try and tell me otherwise. You’re going to try and be the Achilles’ heel and the end of any chance that I had of winning. But I’m just warning you now, it’s not going to be as easy as you’d expect. I’m willing to put myself through hell to get exactly what I want and I’m not accepting anything less. You can try and contend with that but ultimately it’s going to take a lot more than exceptional to do just that. So I challenge each of you to step up to the plate and try to prove me wrong, because ultimately it will not be enough. Not enough at all because through the fire and the flames, I will reach my destiny.
Andre Walker: We’re not acknowledging the elephant in the room? The most hyped up individual in this match? I’ve shown my stripes and I’ve proved myself as well, that’s self explanatory. I’ve instilled fear into each and everyone of your minds and there’s no doubting it. These past few weeks a whole assortment of you have tried their best to stomp out the fire that I bring to Pain For Pride yet all of your efforts have remained insufficient as well. We got the followers, we got the yes men, we got the failures, we got the overachievers all bundled into this matchup yet despite that there’s this whole thought that I actually have an ounce of competition in my way? I’ve proven that I’m simply better than each and everyone of you and if the only way to prove it is when it counts then I personally do not care. The truth is hard I know, but it’s time to accept it.
Limmy Monaghan: And guess what Andre? I could care less. I’m sure everyone here can agree that you’re nothing more than a miniscule piece of trash that’s been overhyped like he’s the best thing since sliced bread. I’ll have you know that’s a bunch of bullshit. The power that the Cash in The Vault briefcase possesses is too much for the common man. He, or she, who takes the throne has to be willing to bear the weight that is put on their shoulders and the only person that can do that, is the already crowned King. I’ve told you all I needed to say already and that is the fact that none of you are as good as I am no matter who the hell you are. It’s about time that I get exactly what I desire and the only thing I truly desire is the Cash in The Vault briefcase, especially on the quoted grandest stage of them all. Because I’m quite done with everything that everyone has said about me. Saying that I’m not up to snuff or that Insurgency simply just isn’t it. I am ready to reach that next level and that’s more than the Unified Tag Team Championship, that’s more than the PURE Championship, it’s World Championship gold.
(A groan is heard as Myles shakes his head wincing in pain. He’s less in pain more annoyed frankly as he looks up and speaks up)
Myles: Do you guys ever shut up? Giving me a fucking headache, besides it’s not like any of you are saying anything informative in the first place, it’s just the same regurgitated shit over and over again. Have you guys ever tried saying something else? It’s very hard to wrap my brain around the fact that despite what you guys are saying, all of you still think of yourselves as clear cut favorites. Unlike most of you, I’ve shown my stripes and I’ve proven myself. Have you seen the Grand Rampage match? I dominated, despite not winning, technically, I got the most eliminations out of everyone. Hell I helped toss out Limmy Monaghan over here who has some deep seeded hatred with me because apparently Insurgency is better than New Eden. Ok then… I’m not here to expect the same results as I did last year, I’m here to win the whole thing. When New Eden finally reaches its goals and we change this company forever. There will be no debate who’s the better one between the six of us.
(The crowd continue to boo as each person on top of their ladders have all shared their piece. The situation is tense with everyone staking a claim yet there can only be one winner. In the end it’s Kelton breaking his silence as he clears his throat and looks towards Myles)
Jon Kelton: And you can say that all you want. I’ve been listening to what all of you have been saying and you can run your mouth by all means. I’m telling you right now that with myself in this match you better prepare yourselves to be disappointed by the results. Because it’s not going to end with any of you coming out victorious, it’s going to end with myself being World Championship bound. And it doesn’t matter what the hell I have to go through in order to do just that, each of you are getting the smoke regardless.
Limmy Monaghan: We’re hearing this come out of the mouth of Jon Kelton by the way. Someone who has had zero significance the entire Season other than holding a piece of paper and main eventing a few Showdown’s. To be honest Kelton you have to be the weakest person in this match, there’s absolutely no debate regarding it. You failed to win the New Breed Championship of all things just a few weeks ago and that tells alot about where you stand on the totem pole regarding this Cash in The Vault match.
Justin Windgate: It’s these delusions of grandeur that really set me off with what you’re saying. You say you’re the best out of all of us Limmy but quite frankly it’s far from that. You people need to understand the hard work and dedication that I put into this craft. I’ve rolled with the punches with whatever was thrown at me and I’ve improved after every shortcoming. I am making sure one way or another that this year’s Pain For Pride isn’t like the last. Where I finally show out and win the Cash in The Vault briefcase. All of you can say anything that you want, but I truly mean it when I say you don’t know wrestling until you’ve been in the ring with myself.
Myles: Here we go again. Go on! Don’t let me stop you from repeating the same cliche shit that each and everyone of you say day in and day out. I’m not stopping you whatsoever.
Constance Blevins: I’m not going to let myself be pushed around and be unappreciated in this match. I might sound like a broken record when I say it but I am a woman with absolutely nothing to lose. Losing the Specialists Championship in Egypt has done nothing but make me stronger and I’m not looking for a repeat of that night at Pain For Pride. While I’m not a Champion at this moment as I’d expect I have the chance to cement my status as one of the best in the form of the Cash in The Vault briefcase. And say all you want, it’s not going to stop me. I expect your best, you can try and argue all you want but I’m not here for that. I’m here for what happens in the ring and it’s only a matter of time before I truly show what I’m made of.
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Albert Hitchman: The other elitists in this match may be good, but they’re not Andre Walker good. Because Andre Walker isn’t the average elitists, he is one of the best currently. It goes without saying because nobody has left their mark this Season more than him. Becoming the longest reigning New Breed Champion and steamrolling through the competition. He looked towards greener pastures because he knew he was ready for the next level. Anyone else in his shoes would crumble under the pressure, but Andre has ran a whole marathon. And he solidifies his status amongst the greats at Pain For Pride when he becomes your new Cash in The Vault holder.
Limmy Monaghan: Albert Hitchman nobody told you to speak.
Myles: Nobody told YOU to speak.
Limmy Monaghan: Frankly Myles I’m sick and tired of you.
(Myles chuckles as he shakes his head after hearing Limmy speak. Both of them are clearly not fond of one another as they’ve made it known interjecting in each of their conversations. Myles finally has enough as he begins to speak into his mic)
Myles: Get a load of that. Limmy Monaghan is a hypocritical bum who doesn’t hear the words coming out of his own mouth. I’ve laid back and I’ve let each and everyone of you run your mouths like the idiots you are because quite frankly it doesn’t matter if you can’t put it to execution. And I’ve already proven exactly why I’m a worthy candidate for the top spot. There is no better result in the Cash in The Vault match than me unhooking the briefcase. When New Eden reaches the success that we desire out of taking the National Elite Championship, the Cash in The Vault briefcase, and the EAW World Championship and boycotting Pain For Pride in its entirety, nobody is going to stop us from doing that. No matter who you are, or to put it into simpler terms who you might think you are. It is not going to turn out in the way any of you have expected whatsoever.
Limmy Monaghan: And I’m going to stop you right there.
Rich Russillo: LIMMY JUST GOT OFF HIS LADDER AND TIPPED MYLES’ LADDER OVER! MYLES PLUMMETS DOWN TO THE RINGSIDE AREA AS A BRAWL IS UNDERWAY RIGHT NOW! I’M PRETTY SURE I JUST SAW JUSTIN JUMP FROM ONE LADDER TO ANOTHER AND TACKLE CONSTANCE DOWN TO THE GROUND! MEANWHILE JON HAS RAN RIGHT FOR THE SAMOAN KAISER INSIDE THE RING! ONCE AGAIN ANOTHER BRAWL HAS SPILLED OUT BETWEEN THE CASH IN THE VAULT COMPETITORS!
Persephone: Are we taking bets about who’s going to come out on top in this one? In my honest and unbiased opinion, I think Rex will come out and clean house.
James Peters: MYLES IS STOMPING A MUDHOLE INTO LIMMY AGAINST THE BARRICADE! ANDRE HAS AHOLD OF JUSTIN AND I THINK HE JUST LAUNCHED HIM OUT OF THE RING AT FULL SPEED! AND CONSTANCE AND KELTON HAVE GOTTEN THEIR HANDS ON ONE ANOTHER! I THINK THEY STRAIGHT UP WANT TO KILL EACH OTHER! THEY ALL HAVE THEIR SIGHTS SET ON ONE THING AND THAT’S THE CASH IN THE VAULT BRIEFCASE THAT’S GOING TO BE HELD UP FROM THE RAFTERS AT PAIN FOR PRIDE! BUT ONLY ONE PERSON CAN STAMP THEIR TICKET FOR WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP GOLD! AND I THINK ALL OF THEM HAVE DIFFERING OPINIONS ON THAT!
Rich Russillo: JUSTIN SLIDES RIGHT BACK INTO THE RING AS HE CONNECTS WITH A SUPERKICK BEFORE THROWING ANDRE OUT OF THE RING! AS JUSTIN RUNS TO THE ROPES AND LAUNCHES OVER THEM GOING FOR A BEAUTIFUL TOPE CON HILO OFF THE TOP ROPE TO TAKE EVERYBODY DOWN! EVERYONE IS SPILLED OUT ONTO THE OUTSIDE NOW AS THEY’RE CONTINUING TO TEE OFF ON ONE ANOTHER, WHEN IS THIS CARNAGE GOING TO END?!
(Kelton by now while everyone is brawling on the outside with each other finds himself in the ring. He quickly grabs a ladder as he begins to climb up to the top rope and position himself)
James Peters: KELTON JUST LAUNCHED OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH A LADDER AND LAID OUT BOTH CONSTANCE AND LIMMY! WHAT A BRAWL ON OUR HANDS AS I THINK EACH AND EVERYONE OF THEM ARE LOOKING TO KILL ONE ANOTHER! AS JUSTIN GOES FOR ROUND TWO CAPITALIZING AND LAUNCHING OFF THE APRON WITH A MOONSAULT!
CRASH!
James Peters: SENDING KELTON THROUGH THE ANNOUNCERS TABLE! OH MY GOD! I DON’T THINK ANYONE WANTS THIS TO END! THEY’RE GOING TO LEGITIMATELY FIGHT FOREVER AND THIS IS BEYOND OUR REACH!
Rich Russillo: Thank god! Here comes security!
Persephone: :noah: Where the hell is Rex.
(In an instant security is being called out to the ring, not letting this escalate any further between the Pain For Pride opponents. After a little bit of struggle, a good majority of the people in the ring are restrained from the massive brawl at hand! There’s a ton of arguing still going on as it’s clear the hatred has reach its boiling point in what is already a chaotic situation in itself. Before long security manages to escort each of them out as much as each of them try to break past the restraints and continue the brawl. Which is the last shot seen before Voltage fades out.)
[SCREENBAR: LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA]
(The camera is focused on the city of Los Angeles. It pans around the boisterous city even at night, giving a sneak peak at the Sofi Stadium as well, which is hosting Pain For Pride XIV in a week’s time. It then deviates elsewhere over to downtown Los Angeles. It seems to be crowded but it then begins to focus in on a backway. Where Sierra Bradford is seen leaning against a brick wall. She has her eyes closed and her head up in the sky, looking at the starry night, before turning her head over to the camera.)
Sierra Bradford: What a feeling in the air. We’re approximately a week away from Pain For Pride and the thought of beating Harper Lee to a pulp continues to excite me even more for the occasion. Let’s admit, Pain For Pride is already a spectacle to behold in itself. It’s an event that means alot and something that I keep close to my heart. Young Sierra Bradford would always sit in front of the TV around this time of year and watch legends clash before her very eyes. She dreamed of being a part of that, standing in the ring with the adoring fans chanting her name. It seemed impossible, but it happened. Last year I sustained an injury at Grand Rampage 2020 putting my road to Pain For Pride in question. I was sidelined and left questioning what was next? Thankfully I was able to get back on track and recover just before the event to accomplish my dream, participating in the Specialists Scramble and being Specialists Champion for a whole 5 minutes and 55 seconds, not something to be that proud of. I didn’t come out with a victory at the end of the day and that’s the only thing that I can truly take out of the event that year. A year later things have changed, a lot has changed. I’ve grown, I’ve risen to the occasion more than once here in EAW and I’ve shown my stripes, and now more than ever I’m ready for Pain For Pride. And let me just say it’s a very special occasion this time around. While it isn’t for a title as much as I’d love it for it to be. I get more satisfaction out of this victory more than anything else. Finally getting this chip off my shoulder in the form of Harper Lee & Ximena Velasquez, I give them more pain in one day than they ever could in the weeks leading up to this. Because no matter what they tried to put me through, hell and back, I’m still here and standing and because of that, it’s unfortunate for both of you. Because both you and Ximena have tried to get the upper hand on me these past few weeks. Trying to blindside me and make me suffer, but guess what? You failed. Because you can try and pry my tongue out with pliers and beat and batter me but even that isn’t going to be enough. That’s why I chose this Street Fight, because I’m going to find the most enjoyment out of this contrary to belief.
Sierra Bradford: When I meet you in that ring and give you exactly what you asked for, there’s going to be absolutely zero regret once this is all said and done. When I put you through a living hell that only you can be at blame for, it’s going to feel so fucking great. Friday Night Dynasty was just a taste of what’s to come and I hope you realize it, hell I hope you fucking anticipate it because once again this is exactly what you asked for. It was all you, 100% Harper Lee that dragged herself into this situation. With her ego that clouded her righteousness and put herself over everyone else. When you stabbed me in the back because of this belief that you “carried” me yet you knew damn well we ruled that Tag Team division. All of this is your doing, and it should be obvious that I’m tired of this. I’m through with this and want this over with. I’ve had enough of the Candice Blair’s and Harper Lee’s trying to ruin my life. Trying to tell me what to do or trying to say that I’m not worth anything in EAW, keeping my name in their mouth and trying to run it through the dirt. I’ve said it before but when can I begin to focus on Sierra Bradford. When can I begin to focus on myself and what matters most and that’s my career. Because for months on end since Reckless Wiring I’ve been too busy being worried about everyone else. Letting it fuck me up at every turn when I could be out there doing more. I could’ve been in the unique opportunity match, the women’s No Way Out match sounded interesting huh? But no, here I am relegated to taking out the trash. So just as I did with Candice, I want to make sure that you never bother me again Harper. Bring the entire kitchen sink to Pain For Pride if you have to, your scissoring buddy Ximena can join the fun as well. I’ve spent my entire career fighting the odds and this’ll be absolutely nothing new to someone like me when I’ve already been put through more hell in EAW than you have your entire life. I promised myself at the beginning of the Season no matter the scenario that I find myself in that somehow I will get my moment. And no matter the crevice that I found success in this past year, it was never sufficient to me. This will be my moment. Everyone talks about their Pain For Pride moment and the victory they’d get out of the event. And as cliche as it sounds, I want my Pain For Pride moment. The only way I can see myself doing that in the first place is by beating Harper Lee along with Ximena in a street fight.
(For the first time in a while a smirk slowly begins to grow on Sierra’s face. Just thinking about the possibilities of what she can do at Pain For Pride truly has to bring a smile to her face despite all the pain that she’s gone through in her EAW career)
Sierra Bradford: Because I want to end this Season on a high note. There’s so much I could’ve done that I couldn’t and ultimately I’m just seeking the light at the end of the tunnel. Believe me, if I had things go my way I would’ve been an Interwire, Specialists, and Unified Tag Team Champion by now. But when I say that Season 15 is going to be my time to shine I truly mean it. I need something to elevate me to the next level and I will make sure my desires and dreams come to fruition. I spent the entirety of this Season being restrained somehow and someway, unable to reach for my singles ambitions because of something holding me back. Things will change, I’ll make sure of it, I haven’t been short of saying why they should. Because I haven’t come here to be a pushover, I’ve found nothing but stagnation these past few months and that’s far from what I ever wanted. So whatever brand is lucky enough to give me a home once I stand tall on the grandest stage, then that’s a steal because you’re going to get the best Sierra Bradford that I can ever be. I promised myself after everything that happened, from King of Elite, to Shock Value, to Reckless Wiring, that day in and day out I would give it my all no matter what happened. Because that’s the only thing I can really see myself doing. Because why run around crying about your problems? The only thing you can do is face them head on and that’s what truly makes you. And Harper has absolutely no idea what’s coming to her, and I can tell. She says I’ve been nothing but a slouch, that apparently she was the one putting in the work wherever she got that deluded mindset from. But I’m going to bring a fire that she won’t expect at Pain For Pride. And a fight that I’ll make sure she never forgets.
SIerra Bradford: It’s been a common fact but I’ll make it known right now, if you think it’s going to be easy to take me down? If Harper thinks she can honestly get an easy victory out of this and move on with her life? She’ll be dearly mistaken. Despite everything that’s gone on, I have shown my durability and proved myself to be a must see Elite Answers Wrestling competitor, and I don’t think anyone can deny that. I’ve shown out on multiple occasions and proven that I can put on a fight with the best of any brand, Dynasty, Showdown, Voltage, it doesn’t matter to me. Harper Lee is no exception, she’s not even the tip of the iceberg to begin with. Contrary to belief in her opinion, Harper Lee is not immortal. She’s created this belief that she’s one of the best because she finally broke the chains that restricted her, but it’s far from it. Maybe if Harper had a brain she’d realize that it’s much more than that. She can’t just hide behind someone and have her fight her battles, she needs to lay it all on the line and ultimately be able to prove herself. And I am not short of that. I hope when I beat Harper Lee, and I assure you I will and order will be restored, I hope it’s a humbling moment for her. Where I put her back in her place and solidify myself as the undeniable superstar that I’ve always known that I am. Since day one I’ve known that and I’m going to show exactly why in that Street Fight at Pain For Pride. So Harper, let me just tell you this right now, I hope you give me hell. Because just as you asked for everything I’m going to give you, I want you to do the same. That’s why, and I’ve been saying this since apparently you’re too dense to understand, is why I chose this to be a Southern California Street Fight. Knowing damn well this is going to be right up your alley and you’re going to use it to your advantage. I want you to give me fucking hell and nothing less. Bring everything, bring Ximena, bring your weapons, I could care less. I want nothing but your best because I want to prove that I can beat you at your best. And I know I can do that, because even before The Realm I’ve been fighting for my life here since day one. I’ve been put through the wringer time after time again and with everything that’s happened you come to a moment of realization. With every shortcoming you take something out of it to make you better and believe me, I have a lot of those to go around. I realized that these past few months have been an eye opener for me. Allowing me to toughen up and set out through the treacherous landscapes. But despite that I’ve still managed to find myself being constantly made a fool of. I’ve been pushed around for too long now. Been made a fool and I’ve had enough of it. Interpret it as you must, I will end you, one way or another. See you at Pain For Pride.
(Sierra pushes off the wall as she walks off into the distance and back into the already crowded city of Los Angeles. She blends in with the crowd and completely disappears which is the last shot seen before Voltage from there transitions to elsewhere)
(The camera pans to the beautiful Bella Braxton, the announcer for all the performers on the Voltage Brand as she stands next to the monitor with the Voltage sign on it, excited to introduce her choice for in her opinion one of the favorite matches in Season 14.)
Bella Braxton: Hello ladies and gentlemen, I am really and truly excited to get this opportunity to pick my favorite match in this past season, but before I do, I really want to talk about Voltage as a whole. This was without a doubt one of the strongest seasons on the Yellow Brand’s storied career with so many great talents from top to bottom, I really feel like we had the best overall roster, there were no holes, we could find multiple former and future World Champions and the best is yet to come as we head into Pain for Pride and Season 15. I announced every single match that happened this season, I have seen sitting ringside the absolute greatest Elitists competing under one promotion, Voltage was no exception. When Captain Charisma asked the staff to choose ONE match that we each felt was a highlight for Voltage, there were a few that came to mind right away. I really had to think about which one I would choose and then it came to me, there was one in particular which stood out above the rest, not for its stipulation, but the raw emotion and hatred these two Elitists have for one another. Terry Chambers is a man who is all heart, he has really stepped into his own this Season and finally reached the pinnacle of his career, becoming the EAW World Champion. In that time Terry knew that after he won the title at King of Elite, he would face the absolute best, the challengers were going to line up. I remember sitting ringside and listening to Terry give this emotional speech about finally winning the title and all the hard work he had put In, it was really a very heartfelt speech, but as we all know in wrestling, there is never a stone that is not unturned, it is a game where your actions will always have a reaction, that is why during the journey to the very top of the EAW, Terry went into Wicked Games to face off against Minerva, where there was a falling out, both competitors were vying for positioning, and it was one of the most brutal matches I have ever seen. In the end, I remember Minerva ready to finish him, then Sienna Jade’s music came on, this was after Myles had defeated Jade for the National Elite Championship. Minerva dropped Terry as she was ready to finish the match which gave him enough time to wrap the chain around his fist and punch her so hard when she turned around, I literally thought he shattered her face. The brutality of this sequence to this day gives me the chills knowing she survived this, which eventually she lost. This is the beauty of wrestling, business in the ring is always unfinished and when Terry was talking about being World Champion five months later, here comes Minerva with a kendo Stick, fresh off forming New Eden with Drake King and Myles, then challenging Terry just a week after becoming World Champion to a match on the following Voltage!
(Bella makes a surprised and shocked look on her face.)
Bella Braxton: World title matches are usually saved for Tri-Brand and Brand FPV’s, so to all of our surprises we suddenly saw Minerva look for her revenge and challenge Terry for the EAW World Championship… and he accepted! Imagine all of that bad blood from Wicked Games and even before finally coming to a head the following week? New Eden was newly formed, we were seeing a change in Minerva, Terry was on top of the mountain and this led to one of the most controversial endings in the season which is still talked about today and in my opinion the beginning of a turning point for both Minerva and Terry Chambers, here was a World Champion ready to prove himself as being legit, but in the end, I have to say, none of us saw this coming, and the aftermath I feel is one of the reasons we are seeing Minerva taking on TLA, why Terry Chambers was a fighting World Champion who will face the man who denied him that chance. After careful consideration, I wanted to pick a match that was full of emotion, great action and most of all suspense where there were so many things on the line, and it would bring the absolute best out of both competitors. I have always been fascinated with these two Elitists, Terry for his passion and commitment to the EAW, the work ethic and how he has climbed to the very top after being down at the very bottom. Minerva for being an outcast yet such a strong woman that is cunning, super intelligent and dangerous. She waited so long to get an opening, leaving Terry alone until the opportune time, it caught him off guard, but it made for one hell of a wrestling match that saw an ending which we all still talk to this day that led to so much more. It is an honor and a privilege to introduce my pick for favorite match of the Voltage Season 14, it happened on February 28, 2021, the Main Event, where Terry Chambers, the newly crowned EAW World Champion defended the title against Minerva, in my opinion one of the most sadistic women in the entire sport.
(Bella smiles as the camera fades into the match.)
(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!!!!!
Bella Braxton: INTRODUCING FIRST! From Bucharest, Romania, weighing in at 122 pounds… SHE IS THE PRINCESS KILLER.. MIIIIINERRRVAAA!!
(“Blood, Milk & Sky” by White Zombie echoes throughout the World 1 Theatre. Minerva steps out to the entranceway with a smirk planted on her face. Her presence is accompanied with boos. She ignores their negativity and strides down the ramp.)
Rich Russillo: Minerva has been one of the fastest rising female elitists in the past two years and she has proven herself to be hall-of-fame calibre. Tonight, she has the opportunity to adorn herself with more accomplishments. Tonight will be arguably one of the biggest opportunities to be presented to her this season and we are all aware that she is going to make sure she extracts the most out of this one. The Princess Killer is out to hunt and she is surely hungry for world championship gold!
Persephone: Yeah right! I hope she slides into that ring and gets immediately hit with that Random Act Of Violence courtesy of Terry Hungry Jacks Chambers!
(“Natural” by Imagine Dragons blasts through the speaker to a huge pop. The crowd showers him with cheers as he jerks the curtain and steps onto the entranceway. He poses on the stage and holds the EAW World Championship high up in the air before making his way down the aisle. He continues to hold the title up while gazing into Minerva’s eyes confidently.)
Bella Braxton: AND HER OPPONENT! From Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 257 pounds… HE IS THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION.. TERRRYYY CHAMMMBERSSS!!
Persephone: Terry Chambers is a fraud. He doesn’t deserve to be the current world champion. My Rexy Sexy should! Rex McAllister never lost the world championship-
James Peters: Yes he did.
Persephone: You’re clearly off your meds, James.
James Peters: Terry Chambers had one of the most humongous uprisings in recent history. From constantly being overlooked last season, he has proved himself as someone who deserves to stay in the upper echelons. Being the last man standing out of the Extreme Elimination Chamber takes a lot of effort and talent, and Chambers can say that he is a part of those men. Tonight, he defended his championship that he worked so long to get against Minerva. Will the Barbaric Carnivore sink, or swim?
( DING! DING! DING! )
James Peters: The EAW World Championship is up for grabs as this main event is officially underway. Terry Chambers and Minerva gradually step towards each other’s direction. They stand toe-to-toe in the center of the ring. The size differential between these competitors are staggering and it’ll sure be a huge factor in this match. Terry Chambers is built like a tank engine, but he also has the agility of a cheetah and the maneuverability of an eagle. Coming into this match, Minerva recognizes that she has a huge disadvantage in this match. However, knowing her, the challenger must have a lot of surprises in store for the champion. Terry has a huge smirk on his face as he towers over Minerva. Both competitors now start circling the canvas perimeter as Terry starts to limit Minerva onto one side of the ring.
Rich Russillo: Terry Chambers acknowledges his advantage and he is surely going to try to abuse that power! The world champion is closing in on the challenger as he attempts to snatch Minerva! But Minerva uses her agility to sidestep and evades his wrath! Terry turns around and goes back onto the charge. Minerva raises her hands and signals to initiate a collar-and-elbow tie-up. Interesting choice by Minerva as they both lock horns! Chambers is quick to muscle the Gypsy Moth into the ropes. The referee counts to break it off whereas Chambers lets go and SWINGS FOR A OPEN-HAND CHOP!! MINERVA IS ABLE TO DUCK IT AND NOW ATTACKS THE LEGS!! RAPID-FIRE LOW KICKS TO THE UPPER THIGH!!! Minerva is able to retreat into the other side of the ring as Chambers lunges forward. Minerva is smart as she knows that she needs to just hit and run at this point in the match. Both competitors now travel throughout the ring as they lock hands. Minerva grabs the wrists and twists around. She rolls into the canvas, kips-up and gets the hammerlock. One of the rare moments where you see Terry Chambers in peril in this situation. Minerva twists around again, but Chambers starts to force her hand down! Chambers is grasping both hands with authority and just violently pushes Minerva down!
Persephone: Minerva is somehow able to keep herself onto her feet. She keeps one foot forward to prevent herself from collapsing. However, Terry starts to place his foot behind it and begins to push her down. Minerva is arching her back like how Rex arches my back and is starting to lose foundation. I can’t fathom how Minerva has been able to avoid being completely pushed down as she is just using her power to prevent it from occurring. She begins to fight out of her position and starts to push upwards! Terry can’t believe the power, but he QUICKLY PULLS HER BACK UP AND STICKS HIS KNEE INTO THE MIDSECTION!! A Big Mac Knee from Terry Chambers as he brings her back up to her feet! AND THRUSTS HER WITH ANOTHER KITCHEN SINKER KNEE!!
Rich Russillo: Minerva needs to get out of this position right now. Chambers now forces her into the corner turnbuckles. He raises his hand and goes for an open-hand chop! Minerva ducks the attempt and starts implementing the quick kicks to the thigh once again! Chambers lunges and tries to grab Minerva. Minerva ducks and comes off the ropes. She ducks Chambers once again and comes off the ropes! FOR A SHOTGUN DROPKICK!! NO!! CHAMBERS GRABS HER LEGS AND USES THEM TO SLINGSHOT HER OVER THE TOP ROPE!! BUT MINERVA CLINGS ONTO THE ROPES FOR DEAR LIFE AND PULLS HERSELF UP ONTO THE APRON!! Chambers walks over to Minerva. Minerva peeks through the ropes and connects with a shoulder thrust. The champion is momentarily staggered as MINERVA GOES FOR A ROPE-ASSISTED ENZIGURI!! TO NO AVAIL AS CHAMBERS GRABS HER FEET AND PULLS HER BACK INTO THE RING!! A FOREARM TO THE LOWER BACK THAT SENDS MINERVA INTO AND OFF THE ROPES!! AND INTO THE CLUTCHES OF CHAMBERS! AND TERRY LAUNCHES HER TWO-THIRDS ACROSS THE SQUARED CIRCLE WITH A BRUTAL RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX!! OUCH!!
James Peters: What a german suplex as Chambers now brings Minerva into the corner of the ring. Chambers connects with an open-hand chop across the chest of the challenger before he grabs her both hands! Chambers is about to make the challenger go flying as he prepares for the two-handed biel toss! Minerva, however, keeps her left foot hooked on the bottom rope. That allows the challenger to keep herself planted on the ground. Chambers realizes this and motions forward to kick the foot! Minerva hops off the second turnbuckle! AND DRILLS A HOLE INTO THE BACK OF TERRY’S LEFT LEG!!! Brilliant counter by Minerva as she starts peppering the champion with low kicks once again! Kicks after kicks courtesy of The Princess Killer. She rebounds off the ropes, launches upwards and CLOCKS CHAMBERS WITH A JUMPING FOREARM SMASH!! SHE COMES OFF THE ROPES ONCE AGAIN AND SENDS CHAMBERS ALMOST REELING THROUGH THE ROPES WITH A JUMPING FOREARM SMASH!! MINERVA SPRINTS BACK AND FORTH FOR ANOTHER FOREARM!!
Persephone: WHAT THE?!! CHAMBERS SOARS INTO THE AIR AND LEAPFROGS OVER MINERVA’S SHOULDERS!! MINERVA IS SHOCKED AS CHAMBERS STORMS INTO HER FOR A CLOTHESLINE!! MINERVA GRABS HIS ARM AND FLOATS OVER TO AVOID IT!! MINERVA WITH A ROLLING GAMENGIRI KICK TO THE MUSHER!! SHE HIT IT RIGHT ON THE BUTTON AS CHAMBERS FALLS ONTO ONE KNEE!! MINERVA COMES REBOUNDING OFF THE ROPES AND ATTEMPTS A SUNSET FLIP!! Chambers keeps his feet planted and grabs Minerva’s head! He pops her up into the air! MINERVA GETS THE FRONT HEAD SCISSORS AND CAPSIZES THE CHAMPION WITH A HURRICANRANA!! A HURRICANRANA FOLLOWED UP BY A SHOTGUN DROPKICK THAT SENDS THE CHAMPION REELING THROUGH THE ROPES AND CRASHING DOWN ONTO RINGSIDE!
James Peters: Terry Chambers has splattered onto the ringside floor as this opens up the window of opportunity for Minerva! Minerva slides beneath the bottom rope and runs through ringside! SHE LEAPS OFF THE TOP OF THE STEEL STEPS!! AND FLOORS CHAMBERS WITH A LEAPING FOREARM SMASH!!! She elects to insert herself back into the ring as she runs the ropes once again!! SHE SHOOTS AND GOES FOR THE BASEBALL SLIDE DROPKICK!! SWING AND A MISS AS CHAMBERS SIDESTEPPED IT!! CHAMBERS PICKS HER UP INTO A FIREMAN’S CARRY AND TOSSES HER INTO THE APRON!! Minerva lands like a cat on the apron and avoids the impact. SHE GOES FOR A PENALTY KICK ON THE APRON!! BUT CHAMBERS GRABS HER FOOT AND SWEEPS HER OFF!! HE GRABS HER AS SHE’S FALLING DOWN!! MINERVA IS SUSPENDED UPSIDE DOWN FROM HIS SHOULDERS AS CHAMBERS GOES FOR THE INVERTED ALABAMA SLAM ONTO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR!! BUT MINERVA WITH HER CORE STRENGTH, BRINGS HERSELF UP AND SENDS CHAMBERS FLYING HEAD FIRST INTO THE STEEL RINGPOST WITH A HEADSCISSORS OF SORTS!!
Rich Russillo: Chambers retreats back into the squared circle. Minerva closely follows from behind and makes herself at home on the top turnbuckle. Chambers winds up to his feet. MINERVA SOARS OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE AND SPREADS HER WINGS! FOR THE CROSSBODY!! BUT CHAMBERS CATCHES HER IN MID-AIR!! THE CHAMPION CAUGHT THE CHALLENGER AS HE NOW HOISTS HER UP FOR THE FALLAWAY SLAM!! BUT MINERVA COUNTERS THE FALLAWAY SLAM AND DRILLS THE CHAMPION WITH A CRUCIFIX DRIVER!! SHOULDERS ARE DOWN!! WE MAY HAVE A NEW CHAMPION THIS QUICK INTO THE MATCH!!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
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Persephone: NO!! QUICK KICK-OUT!! Minerva is immediately back onto the kicks. She has been targeting the left leg of Chambers throughout this match and that might be a factor later ino this main event. Minerva with a roundhouse kick to chest! Followed by another bombardment of low kicks to the thigh! The challenger spins around and goes for another roundhouse kick to the chest! Chambers grabs her foot, but SHE ADAPTS AND USES HER OTHER FOOT AND CLOCK THE CHAMPION WITH A KICK!! What an intelligent move from the challenger as Chambers reels into the corner! MINERVA COMES DASHING IN FROM THE OPPOSITE CORNER!! FOR A JUMPING FOREARM SMASH!! BUT TERRY CATCHES HER IN MID-AIR!! TERRY USING HIS POWER ONCE AGAIN AS HE LOOKS TO TOSS MINERVA INTO THE CORNER TURNBUCKLES WITH A RELEASE EXPLODER SUPLEX OF SORTS!
Minerva with quick elbows to the back of the neck that frees her of the hold! Minerva then grabs his head and begins to step all over the ropes and turnbuckles! SHE SPINS AROUND FOR A TORNADO DDT!! WAIT!! TERRY HOLDS ON AND LIFTS HER UP!! AND DROPS HER ONTO THE KNEE FOR A TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER!! COVER!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Rich Russillo: MINERVA POPS HER SHOULDER UP!! Terry pulls Minerva up to her feet and grabs her by the wrist! He clocks her with a wrist pull-in forearm smash before setting her down with an inverted STO. Minerva is down-and-out canvas whereas Terry steps through the ropes and begins climbing the turnbuckles. Terry is perched on the top turnbuckle! Minerva winds up to her feet!! TERRY SOARS INTO THE SKIES FOR A CLOTHESLINE!! HE ROLLS INTO THE CENTER OF THE RING AS MINERVA ROLLED OUT OF THE WAY!! MINERVA MOTIONS OVER FOR A DROPKICK!! TERRY GRABS BOTH LEGS AND HAS HER UP IN A POWERBOMB POSITION!! MINERVA HOPS OVER HIS SHOULDERS AND ESCAPES OUT OF HIS WRATH!
James Peters: Terry swings for a left and right! Minerva ducks both attempts and goes for a rolling gamengiri kick once again! She misses again and lands onto her stomach. TERRY WITH A KICK TO THE FACE AS HE NOW DEADLIFTS HER UP INTO A POWERBOMB!! MINERVA TURNS IT AROUND INTO A FACEBUSTER!! A SIT-OUT FACEBUSTER SPIKES THE CHAMPION AS THE CHALLENGER NOW QUICKLY GETS UP TO HER FEET AND RUNS INTO THE CORNER AND BACK!! For the scissors kick! NO!! TERRY SIDESTEPS AND DROPS THE CHALLENGER WITH A DEVASTATING SAMOAN DROP!! TERRY DRIVES HER DOWN WITH AUTHORITY AND GOES FOR THE COVER!! SHOULDERS ARE DOWN!!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Rich Russillo: KICK-OUT!! Terry Chambers quickly initiates a grounded headlock as he begins to slow things down in this match. This main event has been action packed so far and Minerva has evidently done a great job battling the unbelievable amount of power and strength that lies beneath Terry Chambers. She has targeted Chambers’ leg and gotten some sort of prosperity out of it. Chambers however, is too powerful for a person Minerva’s size and we are starting to learn that the more we progress in this match. Minerva begins to fight out of the headlock! Chambers brings her back down, but Minerva shoots up and STUNS CHAMBERS IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! A jaw crusher of sorts as Minerva goes to the ropes. Chambers grabs her tights and sticks and elbow into the lower back! The champions stuns the challenger in return. Terry gets an inverted face lock in and picks her up!
Persephone: Minerva uses the ropes to slingshot herself off and over Chambers! INVERTED FACELOCK ELBOW DROP!! NO!! TERRY GOES AROUND THE WAIST AND GRABS IT!! HE THRUSTS MINERVA INTO THE ROPES. MINERVA HOLDS ONTO THE TOP ROPE WHILE TERRY ROLLS BACKWARDS INTO THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!! MINERVA ROLLS INTO THE CANVAS AND GOES FOR A ROLLING THUNDER DDT!! BUT TERRY GRABS HER AND HOLDS HER UP INTO A VERTICAL SUPLEX POSITION!! OH NO!! Minerva floats over his shoulders and stumbles into the side of the ring. CHAMBERS CHARGES IN! MINERVA GETS OUT OF THE WAY AND HE GOES THROUGH THE ROPES!! Minerva goes for a wrecking ball dropkick onto the apron!
James Peters: WHAT THE?!?! CHAMBERS SLINGSHOTS HIMSELF OVER THE TOP ROPE AND LANDS INTO THE RING! MINERVA IS CONFUSED AS SHE LANDS ON THE APRON AND DOESN’T CONNECTS!! CHAMBERS GOES FOR A CLOTHESLINE!! MINERVA DUCKS IT AND TURNS AROUND!! AND CHAMBERS POWERS THROUGH HER AND TURNS THE GYSPY MOTH INSIDE OUT!!! THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION JUST OBLITERATED MINERVA AT RINGSIDE AS CHAMBERS BRANDISHES A MENACING LOOK ON HIS FACE!! Chambers clearly is beginning to become impatient in this match and Minerva just learned how devastating Chambers’ clotheslines are! That was an absolutely devastating clubbing clothesline and Minerva may be down-and-out for the count. Terry Chambers is yelling the referee to not even think about counting her out as Terry wants to win this the hard way! TERRY BEGINS TO RUNS THE ROPES!! MINERVA HAS JUST ABOUT TO BEGIN COLLECTING HER PIECES DOWN BELOW!! CHAMBERS SOARS OVER THE TOP ROPE!! AND HE JUMPS INTO THE STRATOSPHERE FOR THE TOPE CON HILO!!
Rich Russillo: NOBODY IS HOME!! CHAMBERS SOARS FOR THE TOP CON HILO AND GOES CRASH LANDING ONTO THE CONCRETE CEMENT FLOOR AT RINGSIDE AS MINERVA STEPPED OUT OF THE WAY AT THE LAST MILLISECOND!! The EAW World Champion went for a high-risk maneuver, a leap of faith almost, and paid for it greatly! Chambers possibly broke his back into two and all Minerva had to was just step out of the way! Minerva is still bouncing back from that devastating clothesline and is starting to realize the brilliance of her move! Chambers is out like a light as Minerva gradually brings him back into the ring. Minerva slides into the ring and rebounds off the ropes. Chambers is slightly bent over!! MINERVA LANDS THE SCISSORS KICK! THE SCISSOR KICK PLANTS THE CHAMPION AS SHE ROLLS HIM OVER FOR THE SIDEPRESS COVER! COUNT IT, REF!!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
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James Peters: CHAMBERS HOISTS HIS SHOULDER UP AT TWO!!! Chambers is still out of it from missing that tope con hilo and Minerva is taking advantage as she comes off the ropes!! AND DRIVES DOWN HER FOOT INTO THE LOWER BACK OF CHAMBERS WITH A STOMP FOR THE THIRD TIME!! Minerva now grabs his hair and uses it to pull him up! Terry is in a precarious position! The Princess Killer gets the inverted face lock in! SHE SIGNALS FOR IT!! AND SHE GOES FOR THE ELBOW DROP!! BUT TERRY GRABS HER ARM!! MINERVA WAS LOOKING FOR THE TWILIGHT, BUT TERRY SAW IT COMING AND GRABS HER ARM TO BLOCK THE ELBOW DROP!! Minerva can’t get herself freed from Terry’s clutch as TERRY PULLS HER BY THE ARM AND TOSSES HER INTO THE OPPOSITE CORNER!! Chambers quickly emerges to his feet and charges into the opposition like a mack truck!
Rich Russillo: OH!! MINERVA LIFTS BOTH FEET UP AND CLOCKS CHAMBERS!! She stops him in his tracks in the nick of time as she now turns her back against him. She maneuvers herself up the turnbuckles and HOVERS OVER FOR THE MOONSAULT!! AND TERRY CATCHES HER!! TERRY CATCHES HER ONCE AGAIN AND TRANSITIONS OVER FOR THE T5!! THE T5 IS INBOUND!! WAIT NO!! MINERVA FLIPS ONTO HER FEET AND SHOOTS FOR THE SUPERKICK!! TERRY GRABS HER FOOT AND USES IT TO SEND HER FLIPPING AWAY!! BUT MINERVA LANDS ONTO HER FEET SAFELY!! AND CLOCKS HIM IN THE JAW WITH AN ENZIGURI!!! Minerva now quickly gets up to her feet and grabs him by the wrist. She twists and HITS A SECOND ENZIGURI IN THE ROW!
James Peters: BUT THE CHAMPION IS UNRUFFLED BY THE ENZIGURI! The enziguri did little-to-no damage as Chambers is still on his feet. However, Minerva still has the wrist lock in and Terry won’t let go! Minerva is in deep trouble! Minerva doesn’t know what to do! Terry looks more pissed off than ever as he TUCKS ON HER WRIST AND PULLS HER UP!! MINERVA FLOATS OVER HIS SHOULDERS AND GETS THE INVERTED FACELOCK IN!! WHAT THE?!!? AND SHE GETS THE ELBOW IN!! TWILIGHT CONNECTS ON CHAMBERS!! WE MAY HAVE A NEW CHAMPION!! SHE GETS THE LATERAL PRESS IN!!!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THR-
Persephone: KICK-OUT!! That almost ended Terry Chambers’ reign right there! Minerva now gets up to her feet and stands in the corner! Chambers is gingerly getting up to his feet while Minerva is setting him up! Minerva has him in her sights! SHE HOPS OVER FOR THE SUPERKICK!! THE DEVIL’S TOUCH DOESN’T CONNECT! AND CHAMBERS PUTS HER IN THE SLEEPER HOLD!! THE SLEEPER HOLD IS LOCKED IN!! CHAMBERS NOW DRAGS HER DOWN TO COMPLETE IT!! BUT MINERVA ROLLS OUT OF HIS ARMS!! MINERVA REELS INTO THE CORNER AS CHAMBERS GETS BACK UP TO HIS FEET!! MINERVA JUMPS ONTO HIM AND MOVES UPWARDS WITH THE WHEELBARROW- NO!! CHAMBERS PUTS HER RIGHT INTO THE SLEEPER HOLD ONCE AGAIN!!
James Peters: BUT THIS TIME AROUND!! MINERVA COUNTERS AND STUNS HIM ACROSS THE TOP ROPE!! Chambers holds his neck in pain as Minerva emphatically drives it into the top rope! Chambers is down onto one knee. Minerva steps onto the second rope and grabs the back of his head! CHAMBERS INSTINCTIVELY REACTS AND CLOCKS MINERVA WITH AN ENZIGURI!! WHAT AN ENZIGURI AS MINERVA DROPS DOWN ONTO THE APRON OUT LIKE A LIGHT!! Chambers steps through the ropes and grabs Minerva by the throat! AND HE SLAMS HIS HAND ACROSS THE CHEST!! ANOTHER OPEN-HAND CHOP THAT COULD BE HEARD AROUND THE WORLD!! Chambers now pulls her in and hooks both arms! OH NO!! HE’S LOOKING FOR THE CHAMBERS OF PAIN ONTO THE HARDEST PART OF THE RING! IF HE HITS THIS, IT COULD BE ACADEMIC FROM HERE!!! CHAMBERS GOES FOR IT!!
Rich Russillo: BUT MINERVA SPINS OUT OF THE ATTEMPT!! The Gyspy Moth connects with a roundhouse kick on the apron and turns Chambers around. She grabs his head from behind for the inverted face lock! OH NO!!! ELBOW DROP ONTO THE APRON!! NO!! TWILIGHT FAILS AS CHAMBERS GRABS HER ARM ONCE AGAIN!!! MINERVA NEEDS TO GET OUT OF THIS AS CHAMBERS CLUTCHES HER ARM LIKE SUPER GLUE!! BUT MINERVA’S REPEATED ELBOW SMASHES TO THE FACE GETS HER OUT OF THE PREDICAMENT!! Minerva takes a few steps back and charges in! TERRY CONNECTS WITH A HEADBUTT!! A MOMENT OF SLIENCE AS CHAMBERS CROUCHES NEAR THE RINGPOST AND BEGINS TO CHARGE INTO MINERVA!!
Persephone: MINERVA HOPS OFF THE APRON IN THE ELEVENTH HOUR!! AND CHAMBERS GOES LUNGING INTO THE RINGPOST!! CHAMBERS HOLDS THE FRONT OF HIS NECK IN PAIN AS HE GASPS FOR AIR!! THAT MIGHT’VE JUST BROKEN HIS VOCAL CHORD AND CUT OFF HIS OXYGEN SUPPLY AS MINERVA NOW SPRINTS!! AND NAILS HIM IN THE KNEE WITH A SLIDING DROPKICK!! The Barbaric Carnivore is now down on both knees on the apron as MINERVA NOWS ROLLS OF THE RINGSIDE FLOOR!! SHE JUMPS UP AND SNATCHES THE CHAMPION’S HEAD IN MID-AIR!! AND BRINGS HIM DOWN WITH A DDT!!!! MINERVA SPIKES HIM ONTO THE RINGSIDE FLOOR WITH A DDT OFF THE APRON!! WHAT A MANEUVER AS MINERVA TRIES HER BEST TO BRING HIM BACK INTO THE RING!!
Rich Russillo: Minerva and Terry Chambers are in the ring! Chambers is gingerly getting up in the center of the ring. Minerva has him in her sights in the corner of the ring! MINERVA GOES FOR THE SUPERKICK!! Terry ducks it and comes off the corner! RANDOM ACT OF VIOLENCE!! MINERVA SIDE STEPS IT! Both miss their patented strikes in their arsenal as Chambers goes for a clothesline! MINERVA COUNTERS AND GRABS HIM BY THE SIDE OH NO!! THE BLACK WEDDING!! NO! TERRY GETS OUT OF IT AND HOISTS HER UP INTO THE FIREMAN’S CARRY!! T5!! T5!!
James Peters: BUT MINERVA GRABS BOTH ARMS IN MID-AIR AND SLAMS HIM DOWN WITH A DOUBLE UNDERHOOK FACEBUSTER!! AND FLIPS OVER FOR THE CATTLE MUTILATION!! SHE ATTEMPTS TO BRIDGE INTO THE OWL OF MINERVA!! BUT CHAMBERS ROLLS OVER AND IS ABLE TO QUICKLY ESCAPE THE SUBMISSION HOLD!! MINERVA GOES FOR A FOREARM SMASH!! CHAMBERS BLOCKS IT AND GOES FOR THE HEADBUTT! MINERVA BLOCKS THE HEADBUTT WITH A KNEE STRIKE!! WHAT A BLOCK AS MINERVA GOES FOR THE SUPERKICK ONCE AGAIN!!! CHAMBERS GRABS HER FOOT AND CAPTURES THE LEG!! AND SENDS OVER THE TOP ROPE WITH A CAPTURE BELLY-TO-BELLY!
Rich Russillo: Minerva is able to stay on the apron. Chambers steps onto the second rope and grabs her hair. I don’t know what he has in store here but it will be deadly! BUT MINERVA DIGS HER FINGERS INTO THE EYES OF CHAMBERS!!! THE CHALLENGER GOING DIRTY AS CHAMBERS HOLDS HIS FACE IN PAIN IN THE CENTER OF THE RING! Minerva patting herself on her back as the crowd showers her with boos.. CHAMBERS HOWEVER RECOVERS QUICKLY AND JUMPS ONTO THE SECOND ROPE!! MINERVA IS UNAWARE AS CHAMBERS GRABS HER WAIST FROM THE SECOND ROPE!! OH MY GOD!! CHAMBERS DEADLIFTS HER OFF THE APRON AND LAUNCHES HER ACROSS THE CANVAS WITH A GERMAN SUPLEX!! OH MY GOD!! MINERVA IS OUT!! CHAMBERS JUST OBLITERATED HER!
James Peters: TERRY ISN’T DONE YET AS HE COMES OUT OF THE CORNER!! AND DRIVES HIS FEET INTO THE BACK OF MINERVA WITH A SHOTGUN DROPKICK THAT SENDS HER EXPLODING INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!! MINERVA EXPLODES INTO THE CORNER TURNBUCKLES!! TERRY NOW PULLS HER INTO THE CENTER OF THE RING!! HE PLACES HER HEAD BETWEEN HIS LEGS!! HE HOISTS HIM UP INTO A POWERBOMB POSITION!! SIT-OUT POWERBOMB INTO THE CENTER OF THE RING!! SHOULDERS ARE DOWN!! THAT HAS TO BE IT!! COUNT IT, REF!!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THR-
Persephone: MINERVA POPS HER SHOULDER UP!! Terry Chambers almost had it there!!! Chambers is aggravated as he stomps into the corner.. Minerva is out like a light in the middle of the ring as Chambers stomps in the corner and prepares for the end! Rex could’ve ended this by more! CHAMBERS IS LOOKING TO END THIS NOW!! CHAMBERS BOUNCES OFF THE CORNER AND CHARGES INTO MINERVA!! RANDOM ACT OF VIOLENCE!! NO!! MINERVA COUNTERS WITH A DROPKICK!! AN INTERCEPTION COURTESY OF THE PRINCESS KILLER AS MINERVA NOW GOES FOR INVERTED DDT!!! BUT TERRY COUNTERS AND GOES FOR A GERMAN SUPLEX!! MINERVA GOES AROUND THE WAIST AND GOES FOR A GERMAN SUPLEX OF HER OWN!!
James Peters: CHAMBERS GRABS HER FOOT AND PULLS HER UP INTO AN INVERTED ALABAMA SLAM!! OH NO!!!! MINERVA IS ABLE TO COUNTER WITH THE HEADSCISSORS ONCE AGAIN!! MINERVA COUNTERS THE INVERTED ALABAMA SLAM INTO THE HEADSCISSORS!! CHAMBERS REELS INTO THE CORNER OF THE RING AS MINERVA SPRINGS OFF THE SECOND ROPE!! SHE SPINS OFF!! CHAMBERS COUNTERS WITH THE HEADBUTT IN MID-AIR!! MOMENT IN SILENCE CONNECTS!! CHAMBERS NOW PULLS MINERVA UP TO HER FEET!! HE LIFTS HER UP FOR THE T5!! OH MY GOD!! THIS IS IT!! HE LIFTS HER UP FOR THE T5!! BUT MINERVA COUNTERS WITH THE INVERTED DDT IN MID-AIR!! MINERVA CONNECTS WITH PARADISE LOST IN MID-AIR!! PARADISE LOST!! PARADISE LOST!! WE HAVE A NEW CHAMPION!! MINERVA GOES OVER AND HOOKS BOTH LEGS!! THIS IS IT!!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-
Rich Russillo: KICK-OUT!! Minerva can’t believe it! I thought it was almost over! Terry Chambers’ first ever world championship reign almost got ended by the hands of the Gypsey Moth! Minerva is sitting in the center of the ring! PAIN! MINERVA COMES OUT OF THE CORNER!! AND CONNECTS WITH A SUPERKICK!! A FLUSH SUPERKICK BRINGS HIM DOWN ONTO ONE KNEE AS MINERVA GOES FOR THE SECOND!! THE DEVIL’S TOUCH!! NO!! TERRY DUCKS IT AND COMES OFF THE ROPES!! AND TURNS MINERVA INSIDE OUT WITH THE CLOTHESLINE!! TERRY NOW QUICKLY RUNS INTO THE CORNER AS MINERVA INSTINCTIVELY GETS UP TO HER FEET!! RANDOM ACT OF VIOLENCE!! NO!! MINERVA CONNECTS WITH THE DEVIL’S TOUCH!! THE DEVIL’S TOUCH IN MID-AIR!! AND MINERVA CONNECTS WITH ANOTHER SUPERKICK!!! THIS HAS TO BE IT!! Minerva now pulls Terry up to his feet. She attempts to hoist him up into a suplex! BUT IT IS TO NO AVAIL!! Minerva is too weak to hoist him up! She’s trying to get him up for the swinging brainbuster! FOR ATLAS FALLS!
Persephone: But she can’t lift him up! Minerva gives up and just grabs his head! AND HE DRIVES HIM DOWN WITH A SWINGING NECKBREAKER. She couldn’t hit the Atlas Falls, but this will do! Let’s see if it’ll be enough! SHOULDERS ARE DOWN!!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-
James Peters: BUT IT ISN’T ENOUGH!! Minerva isn’t giving it any time to think! Minerva is pulling the champion up to his feet! I think she’s going to go for the tombstone piledriver! Is it even possible for her? She couldn’t even get him up for the twisting brainbuster, how is she going to get the tombstone piledriver. If she had connected with the actual Atlas Falls, it would’ve been it for Terry Chambers! MINERVA NOW ATTEMPTS FOR THE TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER!! THE PRINCESS KILLER!! NO!! CHAMBERS PUSHES HER AWAY AND CLOCKS HER WITH A SLAP TO THE FACE!! CHAMBERS REELS INTO THE CORNER AS MINERVA RESPONDS!! MINERVA GETS CLOCKED WITH ANOTHER SLAP TO THE FACE THAT SENDS HER DOWN ONTO BOTH KNEES!! CHAMBERS NOW STEPS THROUGH THE ROPES AND BEGINS TO ASCEND THE TURNBUCKLES!!
Rich Russillo: TERRY IS GOING TO RISK IT ALL!! BUT MINERVA JUMPS ONTO THE TURNBUCKLES WITH HIM!! MINERVA WITH ELBOWS TO THE FACE!! ELBOW AFTER ELBOW TO THE FACE!! TERRY IS LOSING FIGHT ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE AS MINERVA STANDS ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! BUT TERRY CONNECTS WITH THE MOMENT OF SILENCE!! MINERVA LOWERS DOWN ONTO THE SECOND TURNBUCKLE AS TERRY NOW STANDS ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE… OH NO… TERRY CHAMBERS.. THERE IS NO WAY THIS ABOUT TO HAPPEN!!! HOLY SHIT!! TERRY CHAMBERS CONNECTS WITH A FLIP PILEDRIVER OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE!! GAME OVER!! GAME OVER!! THAT HAS TO BE IT!! TERRY HITS A MONSTER CANADIAN DESTROYER!! MONSTER CANADIAN DESTROYER!!! TERRY GOES FOR THE COVER!! THAT HAS TO BE IT!!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
James Peters: MINERVA KICKS OUT!! HOW!! MINERVA STARTS TO ROLL OUT OF THE RING AS TERRY CHAMBERS IS IN DISBELIEF!! THE BARBARIC CARNIVORE IS APOPLECTIC!!!! Minerva is subconscious on the ringside floor while Terry Chambers is checking with the referee. Terry thinks that it was a three count but the referee is constantly reminding him that it is the opposite. Minerva is slowly somehow getting up to her feet as Terry now aggressively slides out of the ring. Terry turns her around! AND SHE GRABS HER AND TOSSES HER ONTO THE RAMP!! TERRY BIEL TOSSES HER ONTO THE EDGE OF THE STEEL RAMP!! THAT’S GOTTA HURT!! Minerva has sustained so much damage in this match it is ridiculous. Terry doesn’t even care about winning at this point. Terry wants to get the job done for sure! He grabs the steel steps and releases it from the ringpost. The world champion sets the steel steps in the corner barricades and grabs Minerva.
Rich Russillo: Chambers pulls her in and hooks both arms! AND HE DRILLS THE CHALLENGER ONTO THE EDGE OF THE STEEL STEPS WITH THE CHAMBERS OF PAIN!! THE DOUBLE UNDERHOOK DDT ONTO THE STEEL STEPS AND THAT HAS TO BE IT!! OH MY GOD!! Chambers, however, isn’t finished yet! Chambers pulls Minerva up to her feet once again and drags her up the steel steps. The world champion hoists Minerva up to a tombstone piledriver position. THE IRONY!! CHAMBERS IS ABOUT TO PULL A MOVE OUT OF HER ARSENAL WITH THE PRINCESS KILLER!! THE PRINCESS KILLER KILLER, MAY I SAY!! IF HE HITS THIS, THAT COULD BE IT FOR GOOD!
Persephone: OH MY!! BY THE GODS OF REX, MINERVA COUNTERS IT INTO THE INVERTED FRONT FACE LOCK!! SHE HAS HIM ON THE STEEL STEPS!! AND SHE DRIVES THE BACK OF HIS NECK ONTO THE STEEL STEPS WITH THE INVERTED DDT!! Minerva connects with Paradise Lost onto the steel step top, but both competitors are too tired to capitalize on their current state. Minerva rolls off the steel steps and gingerly emerges to her feet. Terry rolls off the steel steps and is able to miraculously land on his feet. I don’t know how both of these competitors are continuing to fight in this match. Minerva grabs Terry! AND TERRY HITS THE HEADBUTT OUT OF NOWHERE!! MINERVA NOW REELS ONTO THE STEEL STEPS!! OH NO!!
James Peters: AND MINERVA GETS BLASTED THROUGH THE PLEXIGLASS WITH THE RANDOM ACT OF VIOLENCE!! THE ONE-LEGGED DROPKICK CONNECTS AS MINERVA JUST WENT EXPLODING THROUGH THE GLASS!! TH- WHA- I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO SAY!! TERRY JUMPS OVER THE BARRICADE AND THROWS MINERVA BACK INTO RINGSIDE.. CHAMBERS IS ABOUT TO CLOSE IN ON A HISTORIC CHAMPIONSHIP DEFENCE!! TERRY SLIDES HER INTO THE RING AND STEPS THROUGH THE ROPES-
Rich Russillo: WHAT THE?!?! MINERVA KICKS THE SECOND ROPE AS SHE WAS LYING DOWN!! AND THE ROPES WENT RIGHT INTO HIS GROIN!! THE REFEREE IS ALLOWING IT AS MINERVA JUST INSTINCTIVELY HIT THAT KICK!! Both competitors are down-and-out. Minerva is recuperating from that Random Act Of Violence while Chambers is holding his jingle bells in agony! Minerva uses the referee to get up to her feet while Chambers is painfully getting up to his feet! CHAMBERS GOES FOR A CLOTHESLINE!! BUT MINERVA DUCKS AND COMES OFF THE ROPES.. WHAT THE?!?! SHE HITS THE RANDOM ACT OF VIOLENCE!! MINERVA WITH HER OWN RANDOM ACT OF VIOLENCE CONNECTS ACROSS THE JAW OF THE WORLD CHAMPION AS SHE NOW GOES FOR THE COVER!! SHE HOOKS THE LEG!! OH MY! NO WAY!!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Persephone: KICK-OUT!! MINERVA… MINERVA IS JUST SPEECHLESS.. WE ALL ARE AT THE TABLE!! I JUST WANT TO GET OUT OF THIS ARENA AS FAST AS POSSIBLE BUT HOW IS TERRY CHAMBERS STILL IN THIS!! Minerva jumps out of the ring and peaks through the apron curtains. What does have in mind here? Minerva brings out the gypsy chain! She has the gypsy chain wrapped around her fist. Minerva slides into the ring with it and shows it to the referee. She is blatantly showing it off to the referee. Is she fuckin’ stupid?!?!
James Peters: Minerva voluntarily gives up the gypsy chain to the referee. The referee turns his back and throws it onto ringside. Was this intentional? SHE MIGHT BE USING THE DISTRACTION TO HER ADVANTAGE Minerva has a smirk on her face as she turns around! TERRY KIPS-UP ONTO HIS FEET OUT OF NOWHERE!! AND KNOCKS HER HEAD OFF WITH THE RANDOM ACT OF VIOLENCE!! THE RANDOM ACT OF VIOLENCE CONNECTS! AND IT NEARLY DECAPITATES THE CHALLENGER!! THE REFEREE IS BACK IN THE FOLD!! BUT LOOK!! MINERVA ROLLS BENEATH THE BOTTOM ROPE BEFORE TERRY COULD GET THE COVER!! TERRY IS DISAPPOINTED AS HE IS TOO EXHAUSTED TO BRING HER BACK INTO THE RING FOR THE COVER!!
Rich Russillo: He stumbles onto his feet and pulls Minerva by the hair. He throws her into the center of the ring and turns around. He has his eyes set on the top turnbuckle and begins to ascend it! Terry Chambers is perched on the top turnbuckle! Chambers hasn’t had much luck on the top turnbuckle recently, but hopefully he cashes out on this opportunity! CHAMBERS IS PERCHED!! BUT MINERVA THRUSTS THE OFFICIAL INTO THE ROPES!! THE OFFICIAL COLLIDES INTO THE ROPES, BUT IT DOESN’T KNOCK THE OFFICIAL OUT!! AND THE IMPACT SENDS CHAMBERS FALLING DOWN ONTO THIS GROIN!! CHAMBERS GOES BALLS FIRST ONTO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE AS MINERVA NOW GRABS HIM AND PULLS HIM OUT!!
James Peters: MINERVA HOOKS THE TIGHTS!! THIS IS THE SECOND WIND FOR THE CHALLENGER!! AND SHE TWISTS!! AND CONNECTS WITH THE TWISTING BRAINBUSTER!! A ROPE-HUNG VARIATION OF THE ATLAS FALLS ARE MINERVA GETS THE BACKPRESS COVER IN!! WE HAVE A NEW EAW WORLD CHAMPION AND HER NAME IS MINERVA!! SHOULDERS ARE DOWN!!
ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!
TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
Rich Russillo: ….
James Peters: ….
Persephone: !!!
( DING! DING! DING! )
Rich Russillo: RAVEN ROBERTS WITH A KENDO STICK TO THE BACK OF MINERVA!! RAVEN ROBERTS SWINGING AWAY AT THE GYSPY MOTH’S BACK WITH THE SINGAPORE CANE!! ROBERTS WOKE UP AND CHOSE VIOLENCE AS SHE IS JUST PEPPERING AWAY!! NO FUCKS ARE GIVEN AS MINERVA IS DEFENCELESS!!! Raven Roberts has no intentions whatsoever on having Minerva exit the World 1 Theatre one-hundred percent!
Bella Braxton: HERE IS YOUR WINNER.. BY DISQUALIFICATION.. MINERVA!!!!!!! HOWEVER.. STILL YOUR EAW WORLD CHAMPION.. TERRRRYY CHAMMMBERSSS!!
( Drake King and Myles come unravelling from the backstage area to help Minerva. )
James Peters: HERE COMES DRAKE KING AND MYLES!! MYLES SLIDES INTO THE SQUARED CIRCLE!! AND HE GOES FOR THE RUNNING KNEE STRIKE!! BUT RAVEN BLOCKS THE ATTEMPT WITH THE KENDO STICK!!! KENDO STICK TO THE KNEE AS MYLES REELS INTO THE CORNER OF THE RING!! DRAKE KING NOW SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE ROPE!! AND DRAKE GETS INTERCEPTED WITH A KENDO STICK ACROSS THE CHEST!! RAVEN ROBERTS IS JUST SWINGING AT EVERYTHING THAT MOVES!! RAVEN IS DRIVING THE STICK MORE AND MORE ONTO DRAKE BEFORE HE ESCAPES THE RING!! BUT LOOK!! MYLES GRABS BOTH ARMS FROM BEHIND AND CAPTURES THE FORMER EAW UNIVERSAL WOMEN’S CHAMPION!!
Rich Russillo: MINERVA GETS UP TO HER FEET AND REALIZES THIS! SHE GOES FOR THE SUPERKICK!! BUT RAVEN MIRACULOUSLY MOVES OUT OF THE WAY AND FREES HIMSELF FROM MYLES!! AND MYLES GETS CLOCKED IN THE JAW WITH A SUPERKICK!! MINERVA LANDS A SUPERKICK ON HER COMRADE AS SHE TURNS AROUND!! AND GETS FOLDED LIKE AN ACCORDION WITH THE TALON KICK!! THE TALON KICK CONNECTS!!! Raven Roberts is here on a mission! Roberts now steps through the ropes and ascends the turnbuckles! THE BIRD OF PREY IS PERCHED!! AND SHE CONNECTS WITH THE SPIRAL TAP ACROSS THE CHEST OF MINERVA!! RAVEN’S WINGS CONNECTS AS DRAKE KING AND MYLES IMMEDIATELY GETS INTO THE RING TO GET HER!!
James Peters: Raven Roberts escapes the ring at the last second and makes her way up the ramp! Raven Roberts stands tall at the end of tonight’s edition of Voltage. Minerva, Drake King, and Myles are surely going to get revenge in the upcoming weeks, and Raven Roberts just put a huge target on her back!
Persephone: WHY IS THIS DUMB CUNT BACK ON VOLTAGE?! WHY CAN’T SHE JUST STAY ON HER OWN STUPID BRAND?!?!
James Peters: :mjlol: I would definitely like to know what Raven’s motives were for this. She will definitely have to do some explaining but it won’t be tonight. We are out of time. Thank you to everyone for tuning in and we will see you all next week!
(With a final shot of Raven, Voltage fades to black.)
[ SIDEBAR: 8:30PM, NEW YORK CITY, NEW YORK. ]
(The camera pans over the New York City skyline as the sun sets in the distance, the final glow of the evening is only visible down the east-west roads. A warm summer day has finished and yet many locals make the most of the warmer temperature at this point in the evening throughout the many boroughs and certainly in Central Park. It’s here that we find Xavier Williams and Harlow Reichert making their way through the busy, crowded paths as the street lamps lining the paths and roads being to flicker on)
Harlow Reichert: I can’t believe we’re doing this. After everything they’ve said and done to said, we should just leave them high and dry; we have every reason to not show up.
Xavier Williams: Look, it can’t be any worse than what happened last week. And if they’re just going to recycle the same material then I guess we’ll be prepared to deal with it. Besides, I can think of plenty of worse ways to spend an evening like this than walking through Central Park. Plenty better too but that’s not the point. Now where was it that they wanted to meet us?
(They pause at a signpost with a map of the area. “Shakespeare Garden” written in a bold font at the top, Harlow traces her finger over the map before landing on the “Delacorte Theater”.)
Harlow Reichert: There, that’s where they wanted to meet us.
Xavier Williams: A theatre?
Harlow Reichert: Of all the places to meet us here in Central Park, I have an awful feeling about it being a theatre.
(Xavier turns his head down the path that leads directly to the theatre. A line of people is visible in the distance. As Xavier scans the line, he realises that for every family, there are several pasty white, overweight people…simps. He groans as he begins to entertain just what might be happening.)
Xavier Williams: Looking at that crowd, I’m going to guess that your feelings are correct. Ugh, let’s get this fucking over and done with so we can focus on just kicking their asses at Pain For Pride.
(The two proceed to head down the path. As they reach the line of people, simps dressed as ushers motion for them to come to the front of the queue. Xavier and Harlow oblige despite Xavier’s gut feeling being correct. The two ushers lead through the hallway and out to the base of the theatre seating. In the dead front and center of all the seats, a red velvet ribbon crosses over two of them. One of the simps promptly rips the ribbon away and gestures for Xavier and Halow to take a seat. They look left and right and are relieved that mostly families are sitting around them instead of the simps.)
Harlow Reichert: Is this really the place where they said they would meet us? With all these people gathered?
Xavier Williams: Well…at least it’s kinda pretty, right?
(Indeed, it was a rather pretty place. Strings of fairy lights race from the top of the theatre down to above the stage along the cables. The circular stage in the middle, cupped by the seating as a large, flat wall at the back with a red curtain stretching from end to end. Before another word could be spoken by either Xavier or Harlow, the lights dim and the crowd roars with applause. After a brief moment, a single simp dressed in a tuxedo stands front and center of the stage, with his head bowed. He slowly raises it and gestures to the crowd with open arms)
Simpductor: WELCOME! WELCOME! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN WELCOME TO OUR EVENING HERE IN CENTRAL PARK!
(The crowd roars with excitement. Around Harlow and Xavier, the children cheer and clap, forcing them to at least applaud the opening of the play, even if they dread what will unfold)
Simpductor: AND I WOULD LIKE TO WELCOME IN PARTICULAR OUR VERY IMPORTANT PEOPLE FOR THIS SHOW! WITHOUT THEM, THIS WOULDN’T BE POSSIBLE!
(Xavier perks up, clenching his fist and tries to subtly scan the crowd for IDOL-GUN but they’re nowhere to be seen. Harlow rests her hand on Xavier’s clenched fist, motioning for him to not cause a scene in front of families)
Simpductor: PLEASE, GIVE A ROUND OF APPLAUSE TO…XAVIER WILLIAMS AND HARLOW REICHERT!!!!
(A bright spotlight from an unusual position, from the back of the stage, blinds Xavier and Harlow, so too several families behind them but those managing the spotlight don’t seem to care. The crowd claps as they awkwardly wave. After a longer pause than what was necessary, the spotlight switches back to the conductor)
Simpductor: TONIGHT! YOU WILL SEE AN INCREDIBLE PLAY! A STORY OF BRAVERY. A STORY OF PERSEVERANCE. A STORY OF THE HUMAN WILL TO SURVIVE. A MODERN DAY FAIRYTALE, OF HEROES AND VILLAINS, OF COURAGEOUS KNIGHTS SLAYING TERRIFYING BEASTS. NOW PLEASE, ENJOY THE SHOW.
(The spotlight cuts off and in the darkness, some movement can be seen shuffling set pieces around. Slowly, the lights returning, shining on the stage)
Simprator: Part One. Our story first begins in a long lost era of our world. A distant past that feels like a lifetime ago. The year…is 2015. A young man sits on a golden throne, a glorious crown resting on his head watching over a kingdom. His rise to this position was nothing short of remarkable.
(The lights illuminate the stage where a simp sits on a throne. Decked out in royal garbs and a crown indeed sits on his head. A cocky, disgusting smirk dashed across his face, he slumps in the throne with one leg elevated on the back of simp down on all fours)
Simpvier Simpliams: HA! I AM THE BEST IN THE WORLD! I WILL NEVER BE BEATEN! HAHAHAHAHAHA! I AM UNSTOPPABLE!
Simprator: His name…Simpier Simpliams.
Xavier Williams: …
(Xavier seethes at the depiction of his former self. However, the comical caricature of her partner forces Harlow to smile even if it’s brief as it dawns on her that she will likely be mocked in a similar fashion)
Simprator: And unfortunately for him, he was not unstoppable.
(A Ridiculously Good Looking Simp, perhaps the only good looking one ever, quickly kicks Simpvier Simpliams off the throne and replaces him.)
Ridiculously Good Looking Simp: Get in the fucking sea, mate!
Simprator: *COUGH* Excuse me, language, Mr. Ridiculously Good Looking Simp!
(The crowd laughs and cheers at this development. Simpvier crawls to the middle of the stage where a single light shines on him)
Simprator: Sorry, where were we? Ah yes. This poor, unlucky fellow wandered around aimlessly, looking for direction. He continued to claim himself as the “Best In The World”, he said it again and again. “I’M THE BEST IN THE WORLD!” He shouted to anyone who was willing to listen, cradling even a new crown that he found believing it would once again make him a King. However, eventually another would put an end to his dream on the 9th Grand Stage.
(A simp with long hair promptly kicks Simpvier in the stomach. As Simpvier rolls away, the long haired simp picks up the crowd, placing it on his head and walks away with it shouting…)
Mister SIMPSIMPSIMP: THAT’S GAWD!!!!!
(The spotlight switches off. After a few brief moments, several lights shine on the stage revealing Simpvier to be dressed in rags rather than his royal garbs, resting on his knees, his hands clapped together. The Ridiculously Good Looking Simp stands beside him)
Simprator: He was once again without anything. No crown. No claim to being the best. A far cry from who he was, he stripped himself of the cloth that he thought would be pivotal in the world accepting him once more as King. He tried to humble himself…but that was just a lie.
Simpvier: Oh please Ridiculously Good Looking Simp, bless me with your favour and carry me to glory again! I cannot escape your shadow and if that is my fate then at least let me ride your coattails. I have humbled myself and I have suffered for the wrongs I have done to others. Look at my rags, look at the dirt on my feet, listen to the plea in my voice.
Simprator: The Ridiculously Good Looking Simp was not wise in this moment and chose to take pity on the fallen King. He accepted the plea and held carry Simpvier back to the sliver of relevance that he would obtain by existing merely as his sidekick. Yet the greed and ego of Simpvier was impossible to hide. Merely a month into their time together the humility displayed by Simpvier had quickly evaporated and he had returned to his one self-aggrandising self.
Simpvier Simpliams: YES! YES! I’M THE BEST IN THE WORLD AGAIN! I’M THE BEST IN THE WORLD AGAIN!
Simprator: This, of course, did not last.
(The lights shut off immediately as the Ridiculously Good Looking Simp clobbers Simpvier Simpliams. The lights slowly return as Simpvier lays in the middle of the stage, beaten and alone. The conductor returns to the stage, walking around the body of Simpvier)
Simpductor: Once again, his ego had consumed him and this time, there was no chance at redemption. There was no longer anyone who would dare support him, no friends, no family. He was alone in this world and alone in this world for good. Slowly, he would fade away. No longer anything remotely close to what he used to be. The year of 2015 felt like a lifetime ago, the last time he could ever look his daughter in the eyes and be honest, be truthful with her. Simpvier Simpliams would never reach such heights again. End of Part One.
(The crowd applauds however neither Xavier or Harlow are impressed. Xavier rolls his eyes at the manner in which his career was depicted as Harlow remains furious but keeps herself composed as to avoid making a scene)
Harlow Reichert: This was exactly what we thought it would be, a complete waste of our time; they invited us here only to keep fucking with us. I’m so tired of their antics.
Xavier Williams: Fuck this. Let’s go, I don’t even think that they’re here anyways.
(As Xavier rises to his feet, one of the ushers swiftly steps in and blocks them from leaving. Xavier stands face to face with the simp, daring to punch him)
Xavier Williams: Get out of my way or the second part of this play will have an unexpected addition to the start. We’re leaving, we’re not going to sit through this any longer just to be mocked and belittled by you cunts.
(The usher firms his ground as Xavier steps in closer. As Harlow rises out of her seat to help Xavier, the lights dim once more and the Simpductor walks into the stage. The usher standing before Xavier warmly smiles and motions for him to sit down as Part Two is about to begin)
Simpductor: Children! Ladies! Gentlemen! Our story continues with an incredible Part Two. Enjoy.
(The crowd claps as a spotlight shines on a woman standing in the center of the stage. An additional light shines on the wall behind her, the curtains moved to reveal a flat surface. Silhouettes of a figure laying on couches, taking food from others transitions to a perverted figure chasing women)
Simprator: It begins…with a girl. A girl who never cared for much at all in life or those around her. A user, an abuser of the highest order clearly inspired by the deviant she called a brother, there was no greater example of the worst in humanity. The girl stumbled into a new world without much effort. To her, things came easy, things came simply. Yet for the ease in which she found herself wrapped up in a path that wasn’t simply leeching off others, Simplow Simpert found herself facing a tough, uncomfortable reality.
Harlow Reichert: I…
(Xavier puts his hand on Harlow’s shoulder to keep her calm)
Simprator: Through the trials and tribulations of being a newcomer in a new world, Simplow, who couldn’t give a damn about anyone or anything, slowly fought her way to the top. And along the way, she found Championship glory; validation for the path she had chosen in life walking in the footsteps of her brother…the footsteps she preferred to walk in at least. How commendable, how praiseworthy you may be thinking. Well dear audience member, you would be wrong.
(The woman slowly becomes more confident in her strides as she kicks and punches other simps dressed in traditional, basic wrestling attire. Such confidence becomes arrogance as she starts to speak glowingly of herself)
Xavier Williams: The themes of this play are incredibly inconsistent…
(Harlow shoots Xavier a look of confusion, as if she couldn’t believe that it was his takeaway)
Simplow Simpert: NOBODY CAN STOP ME. I’M THE BEST PURE WRESTLER IN THIS COMPANY AND NOBODY CAN MATCH ME! I’M THE BEST! THE BEST! THE BEST! AND I DON’T GIVE A BLEEP WHAT ANYONE THINKS OF ME. I DO WHATEVER THE BLEEP I WANT!
Simprator: Indeed the ever creeping nature of pride and ego influenced delusions that Simplow could not handle. She began to truly believe that she was special, that she was the very best. Until that totally unpredictable and totally not obvious ending came to pass, Simplow was defeated and suddenly all that she had worked to become was washed away in an instant.
(The lights once more switch to a spotlight as Simplow is dropped to the stage floor by a wrestler who walks away with a Championship in his grasp. Simplow coils on the floor, in tears over the loss of her precious title)
Simprator: Though defeated, her delusions would cause her to attract a familiar face back to this world. A man who would return with a whimper rather than a bang.
(In the crowd, at the far corner of the theatre, Simpvier Simpliams sits watching Simplow Simpert demolish the competition only to fall defeated. Simpvier made his way from his seat down to the stage where he assists Simplow to her feet)
Simprator: It was the man who believed himself to be the Best In The World, Simpvier Simpliams, who saw something more in Simplow. Drawn by the similarities between the two, he took to mentor the young Simplow Simpert; obviously disrespecting her brother and his efforts to train her but hey what do we know? MHM. Excuse me. Their unholy alliance would see the two face off in a vicious battle where ultimately, Simplow would be defeated.
(Simpvier once more helps Simplow to her feet and embraces her before the venue is once more sunk into darkness. Slowly the fairy lights return to reveal a small ring present in the middle of the stage)
Simprator: Fast forward six months because…well…nothing Xavier Williams did was all that important or noteworthy.
(The camera cuts to Xavier who groans and rolls his eyes)
Xavier Williams: I swear to god I am going to lose it.
Simprator: If you thought this was a story of two people finding one another despite their different paths, you would be mistaken. This is a story not about them, none of you care about them, nor does anyone else given the deplorable ratings on Showdown. No, this story is a story about two Queens.
(Suddenly every light flashes in a spectacle of colours. Pyrotechnics fizzle on top of the wall and very illegal fireworks explode in the night sky above the theatre. The crowd oohs and aahs at the bright colours illuminating the sky and venue. “The Day” by PornoGraffiti plays and the simps in the crowd stand on their feet, stomping them. Xavier and Harlow frantically scan the stage looking for Hikari and Miku but they’re nowhere to be found just yet)
Simps: IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN!
Harlow Reichert: I’m going to jump them. I swear to god I am going to fucking jump them the moment they walk into that stage. We’ve had enough of their garbage not just tonight but for weeks.
(After a short while, two women walk onto the stage. Both, the same heights as Miku and Hikari, both dressed in similar outfits to them. This causes Harlow to rise to her feet and Xavier likewise, but they slowly hesitate as the women turn around to be completely different people other than Hikari and Miku. The ushers, who had become more like guards, pleaded with their VIPs to remain in their seats)
Simprator: With a whimsical entrance the world was graced by two women. Two fine and outstanding models of excellence. Two representatives for their culture, their heritage and their gender. Truly iconic Queens who immediately shaped the landscape of EAW. They were like a rolling storm, impossible to stop and never caring for what laid before them. World Champions, Contenders, Former Champions, it didn’t matter. IDOL-GUN were buoyed by the hopes, dreams and love of their loyal fans.
(The two women step fight off several wrestlers similar to those with Simplow previously. They step into the ring and immediately kick two other nerdy looking women in the stomachs and through the ropes. The crowd cheers as ‘IDOL-GUN’ hold up replica Unified Tag Team Championship belts in the air. Soon after, several other ‘wrestlers’ tried to storm the ring but are quickly knocked away by ‘IDOL-GUN’)
Simps: IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN!
Simprator: YES! YES! IDOL-GUN STOOD TALL! THEY MADE INCREDIBLE HISTORY WINNING CHAMPIONSHIP GLORY AT A RAPID PACE! THEY CARRIED SO MUCH ON THEIR SHOULDERS, THEY FOUGHT AGAINST THE VILLAINY OF SEXISM, OF RACISM, OF MISOGYNY AND HOMOPHOBIA. THEY STOOD PROUDLY AGAINST THE EVIL THAT PLAGUE EAW AND CHALLENGED ANYONE TO TRY AND TEST THEM!!
(Suddenly, red lights bathe the venue as the crowd boos heavily. Simplow Simpert and Simpvier Simpliams step out from the back, mocking ‘IDOL-GUN’. They brag and boast about being the best wrestlers in the world as they make their way into the ring. As the lights return to normal, the Pain For Pride logo shines against the wall)
‘Hikari Kanno’: 这些人是谁？
‘Miku Sakai’: 无所谓的哈哈失败者
Xavier Williams: They’re not even Japanese…
(Once again, Harlow looks at Xavier bewildered at his comments instead of their depiction but at this point, Xavier was tired of the act and had well and truly given up caring)
(DING! DING! DING!)
Simprator: THE BEASTS CHARGE TOWARDS THE VALIANT AND BRAVE FIGHTERS. THEIR ROARS FEROCIOUS AND YET THEIR BITE LEFT MUCH TO BE DESIRED FOR. OUR HEROES, HIKARI AND MIKU, SWIFTLY STRIKE DOWN THEIR FOES WITH RUNNING BOOTS AND THEIR BEAUTIFUL GLUTS. THE BATTLE WAS OPERATED AT AN INCREDIBLE PACE, THE VILLAINS HAD NEVER BEEN IN SUCH A RACE!
(The lights around the theatre flash bright red as ‘Hikari’ and ‘Miku’ clash with Simpvier and Simplow. Yet quickly ‘IDOL-GUN’ takes full advantage much to the dismay of the real Xavier and Harlow at the front.)
Simprator: OUR HEROES, MIGHTY AND GREAT AS THEY ARE, MADE THIS BATTLE A QUICK AND DECISIVE VICTORY. AS THEY RAISED SIMPLOW UP, THEY DROVE HER INTO THE GROUND WITH AN ONLYENDS! ONE. TWO. THREE. AND THE BATTLE WAS OVER. THIRTY SECONDS IS ALL THAT IT TOOK FOR THE VILLAINS TO BE SLAIN. IDOL-GUN SHOWED THE WORLD ONCE MORE JUST WHY THEY WERE THE GREATEST TAG TEAM IN THE WORLD TODAY.
(DING! DING! DING!)
(IDOL-GUN stands tall over the bodies of Simplow and Simpvier as roses fly from the large number of simps in the crowd. “The Day” by PornoGraffti plays once more)
Simprator: Our story does not not end here however. No, no, ladies and gentlemen. The story of our heroes will continue on and on as IDOL-GUN is realised as and accepted as the greatest tag team of all time. Their incredible reign as Champions will last for years to come, no team will ever be able to stop them. For Xavier and Harlow…well…the world will once again stop caring about either of them. Back to their miserable place being forgotten and tossed aside for others.
(The spotlights cut out for a brief moment, descending the theatre in darkness. The crowd applauds the performance however, as expected, Xavier and Harlow sit furious. Their time had not just been wasted, but feel insulted by the play’s depiction of them. After a few moments, the fairy lights slowly turn back on, illuminating the venue in a warm glow. The conductor once again appears, this time standing in the center of the ring. Simplow, Simpvier and ‘IDOL-GUN’ have disappeared to the back)
Simpductor: Ladies and gentlemen, children of all ages, I hope you enjoyed our presentation of IDOL-GUN VERSUS THE WORLD. Great thanks to the many who made this possible, from production staff and of course our very important guests, Xavier and Harlow!
(Unlike the beginning when they were first introduced, the crowd boos Xavier and Harlow. The kids around them taunt and poke at them, testing their patience. Slowly the cast of the play emerge on the stage, surrounding the ring)
Simpductor: On behalf of the entire cast, thank you and goodnight.
(The crowd rises to their feet as the entire cast takes a bow. More roses are flung from the simps sitting in the crowd as they cheer and applaud. After a moment, two distinct voices are heard giving their applause through the sound system. Xavier and Harlow roll their eyes realising who it is)
????: :mjcry: !!!!!!!!! OH MY GOD THAT WAS BEAUTIFUL! BRAVO! BRAVO! BRAVISSIMO!!! 素晴らしい!! 素晴らしい!!!!!
????: I’ve never seen such an incredible play in my life. I have literal tears running down my face. Please, please give yourselves a round of applause. You did a splendid job! This belongs on broadway! No wait, the Sydney Opera House! NO! THE MOSCOW BOLSHOI THEATRE!! THE LA SCALA DE MILAN!!!!
(A spotlight shines on a platform elevated at the top of the amphitheatre. It was no surprise who was sitting up there, cheering on the deplorable performance but the actual IDOL-GUN, having risen from their two large thrones and being waited on by several simps. They both hold champagne glasses in their hands though Hikari motions to one simp to fill her glass. Miku holds a pair theater binoculars up to her eyes and scans the crowd before spotting Xavier and Harlow. Neither of who are impressed by their antics)
Miku Sakai: Oh look who we have here, Hikari. Why if it isn’t the villains of the play, Simplow and Simpvier. How did you enjoy the show, hmm? Let’s be honest, we didn’t have many expectations for this but the simps went above and beyond to put on a stunning act. We thought it was an incredible piece of art that perfectly depicted your pathetic careers, right Hikari?
Hikari Kanno: Absolutely Miku. What a beautiful evening this has been. So many people came out here tonight, spending their summer evening to watch our simps put on a tremendous, historically accurate play that truly does belong in a place appropriately named Shakespeare Garden. And when I look out onto this crowd, I see the faces of so many smiling children. You know, it’s these hearts that we look to inspire with our actions as the Unified Tag Team Champions–
Harlow Reichert: Cut the shit Hikari.
Hikari Kanno: Excuse me?
Harlow Reichert: You dragged Xavier and I out here just to try and humiliate us again. Except this time, it didn’t work because we could see this coming from a mile away. Maybe you weren’t listening last night afterall, but you did get under our skin. Bringing up my brother’s death, using Xavier’s daughter? Yeah, that pissed us off and you got what you wanted. But now, after last week there isn’t a scheme you two can pull that will distract us, or blind us into making bad decisions. There isn’t a game IDOL-GUN can play that doesn’t end with us taking the Unified Tag Team Championships and fuck–
Miku Sakai: Woah, Simplow, please look around you, there are CHILDREN PRESENT. Watch your language.
Xavier Williams: No, she’s right Miku. This ridiculous bullshit that you force people to endure is over the moment that we send the two of you back to being failures and desperate to find some relevance. Even though we didn’t have high expectations for this, you still completely wasted our time and I don’t want to hear about how much time and effort these desperate losers put into this shambolic display or how little you paid those Chinese actresses. That said, you were gracious enough to supply a ring of sorts so how about you come down from up there and make it worth the time and effort to come here? Let’s bring Pain For Pride to New York City a week early.
(The crowd boos at the proposal as Hikari and Miku simply laugh off the notion)
Hikari Kanno: What? Down there? Near all those people? Please. We’re up here because we’re smart, we’re not going to get Coronavirus a week out from the biggest match of our careers while the two of you have spent the last half hour sitting in a tightly packed crowd with people who weren’t checked to see if they were sick or not. No thanks. We’ll remain up here, well above scum like you two but don’t worry, soon enough you will get your desperate fifteen minutes of fame Harlow and Xavier, you will once again get to enjoy the fact that people give a shit about you for the first time since 2016.
Miku Sakai: You two are insufferable. So bitchy and sulky. Oh boo hoo they mocked my dead brother, they think my daughter won’t love me someday, woe is us please feel sorry for us. God, shut the fuck up. Both of you are motivated by some thought of having done anything significant in your otherwise miserable lives with a sense of entitlement that blows anyone else out of the water. You were illustrated as villains here tonight because you two are truly awful people. You’re parasites on other people’s lives and you’re parasites when it comes to the Unified Tag Team Championships. We heard you last night and Xavier, you said this match is only happening because we won’t have anything to do otherwise? Okay, but what about you two? We would still be Champions whereas the two of you wouldn’t have anything at all. No match. No titles. Nothing.
(The brief silence is enough to make it clear that neither Harlow or Xavier have any response)
Hikari Kanno: Exactly. You would be sitting backstage and watching every Elitist in this company have their time to shine while the apparent “best wrestlers” in this company are doing absolutely nothing. And as Miku said, worse than us, you would have nothing. So maybe it’s best that you slow down your ego trip a little and thank us for giving you an opportunity to shine, yeah? Because it seems the “best wrestlers” in this company don’t mean shit compared to the greatest tag team in the world today. And even then, in just seven days, we’re going to prove to the world that even calling yourselves that is a myth, a falsehood, a lie that dies when IDOL-GUN crushes your hopes. Understand your place and bow to your Queens, you worthless pieces of shit.
(The simps jump out of their seats, throw their hands in the air and chant once more…)
Simps: IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN! IDOL-GUN!
( Xavier and Harlow find it impossible to say another word as the crowd of simps begin to chant IDOL-GUN’s name over and over again. Their voices echo throughout the theatre to near intimidating levels of unison and perfection. Realising they’re outmatched, Xavier and Harlow take their belongings and head for the exit. Hikari and Miku stand at the top of the theatre raising their Unified Tag Team Championships in the air to the love and support of the simps below. The camera fades to black)
(Promotional ad for IDOL-GUN versus Xavier Williams and Harlow Reichert for the Unified Tag Team Championships at Pain for Pride.)
(The scene pans to a remote location at Voltage. In the scene, a royal throne is situated in the middle of a dark and mysterious room under a bright white spotlight. Nothing else in the room could be seen and the main attraction was this elegant and dramatic royal throne in the middle of the camera shot. The base of the throne was red velvet and the outside included the United Kingdom royal coat of arms on the back of it along with the lion, horse and shield. All of these details were golden and covered in crown jewels. Wallace, Darcy’s bodyguard, walks into the scene, dressed to impress in a full piece Huge Boss suit. He walks behind the throne and stands with both of his hands behind his back as he awaits his boss. After a few seconds of silence, Darcy May Morgan, the EAW Universal Women’s Champion, walks into the scene and perches herself on top of the throne. Darcy is dressed to impress as she matches the royal red of the throne with a royal red Valentino dress that flowed all the way down to the floor. As Darcy sat down, she brushed her hair onto her left shoulder and crossed her right leg over the top of her left, showing off a pair of beautiful black high heeled shoes. The rest of her body was resting on the left arm of the royal throne as she relaxed before saying what she needed to say. Darcy held her Univeral Women’s Championship on the right side of her body, smirked and then looked directly at the camera to begin talking.)
Darcy May Morgan: When I was a little girl, I always dreamt of being a Queen. Honestly, I think I drove my entire family and the Nanny completely crazy with the idea every single day. I would walk around wearing a long piece of fabric with a plastic tiara on my head, acting as if I was days away from my royal coronation. Now.. I know what you are all probably thinking, every little girl had that dream. It wasn’t uncommon for little girls in the United Kingdom to all want to be a princess or a queen, mainly just so we could walk around in the most beautiful dresses made by the most extravagant designers. Being a Queen meant being beautiful, important and in control. You see, I wanted all that just like any other girl. I wanted to feel beautiful in amazing gowns. I wanted to have a charming prince. But that wasn’t the only reason I wanted to be a Queen. I wanted to rule a country. I wanted to be in charge and a leader for my people. I wanted the power that comes with making decisions and changes. I wanted to create change. And it quickly became obvious to me at a young age that there were two kinds of people in this world.
(Darcy runs her hand down the side of the left arm of the throne slowly, looks down at her lap and then back up at the camera. She inhales her breath and then on the exhale, begins to talk after a few seconds.)
Darcy May Morgan: There are people like me who step up when other people can’t. People like me who can rule a country, protect its people and take risks that other people are too scared or anxious to do. People like me can carry the responsibility and the power on their shoulders and continue pushing forward to get the job done. I’ve known since the age of 4 that I could be a true leader for every single person around me. I knew from that moment I could be a Queen.
(Darcy pauses as she shakes her head and points her index finger at the camera as you can tell that frustration is boiling up inside her veins.)
Darcy May Morgan: And then you get the other types of people. People that are out of control. People that do not have the mental stability to take on the amount of responsibility that it takes to be a leader for other people. People that are selfish. Lost. Confused. People that believe that they have what it takes to be someone when they are in denial about their talent and abilities to do that. These types of people fight for a dream that they are never capable of achieving. They fight for a goal that is out of their reach when there are better people, more qualified, more talented and more able to do the job that is at hand… like me. The second group of people that I am referring to need to stay in their lane and accept that they won’t ever be Queen. Camille, or shall I say… Ms Extreme (Darcy holds up both her index fingers on both of her hands and pushes them down to sarcastically resemble quotation marks)… is that type of person I am talking about.
(Darcy pushes herself up off the left-hand armrest of the throne and pulls the Universal Women’s Championship off her arm and then perches it onto her lap.)
Darcy May Morgan: Me and Camille have our history. We have our past. Her hatred for me boils down to the fact that every single opportunity that we have got to get into the ring together, I have shown Camille why I am the type of person to lead a division and she is the one to continuously fail trying. I beat her in the CITV Ladder Match last year at Pain for Pride, and she threw her toys out of the pram because she didn’t get what she wanted and wasn’t good enough to be Miss Cash in the Vault. I kept my mouth shut and focused on myself because I felt sorry for her and the adversity she had faced. And I was patient with Camille. I knew how hot-headed she could get. I knew how damaged she really was. I knew that she was an out of control brat that couldn’t handle being second best to Darcy May Morgan. And quite honestly, I don’t blame her. Camille has worked for years to achieve what I have achieved in a short amount of time. She has worked tirelessly to be a leading lady in her story, but she constantly gets pushed down to the bottom of the barrel, over and over again. So I felt for Camille. I understood her frustration. But the mistake that Camille made was making this shit between us personal. The mistake Camille made was pushing me until I had no more patience left. So, I don’t feel sorry for Camille anymore. I don’t feel bad for her luck in this business. I don’t feel bad about the fact that she has had to take a backseat all her life to every bitch in this business including her sisters. Because Camille brings it all on herself by biting off more than she can chew.
(Darcy sarcastically smirks and then takes a long inhale to calm herself down before talking again.)
Darcy May Morgan: I wanted to come into this match and have respect for each other for what we were doing for women’s wrestling. I wanted us to both show how women can be supportive of each other. How we don’t need to stab each other in the back and be jealous of each other’s achievements. But Camille got in her head and fucked it for herself the moment she attacked me after my match with Cameron. That unhinged, uncontrollable attitude is the reason why Camile will never be a person to look up to. She will never be a Queen. She will never be a Universal Women’s Champion. And as much as I want to support her, she has left me no choice but to completely beat the shit out of her at Pain for Pride to show that I am the woman that has always been better than her. I am the woman that comes first. I am gold and she is silver. I am the Universal Women’s Champion and she is… no one. And once again, she is going to leave Pain for Pride disappointed. I wonder how it feels to her that I am able to fill her own sister’s shoes by making history for women in this company but she.. can’t?
(Darcy takes a brief pause as she collects her thoughts and then continues.)
Darcy May Morgan: Last week I wanted a celebration for my fans and my staff around me for the past two years of hard work I have put into this business. I wanted to celebrate my eventual victory at Pain for Pride to the people that would not be able to be there. Camille ruined it. At Battle of Egypt, I wanted to celebrate women’s wrestling by facing off against Cameron Ella Ava and showing respect after our match in the form of a handshake. That moment would have gone down in history where the past meets the present and shows sportsmanship. That photo would be cemented into history forever. Camille ruined it. Camille showed the world how she couldn’t give a fuck about women’s wrestling. All she cares about is herself. How are we supposed to believe that she has what it takes to be Universal Women’s Champion? How are we supposed to believe she has what it takes to be a leader?
(Darcy begins to talk to Ms Extreme directly now with a grin on her face. She licks her lips and then looks directly into the camera with a patronising tilt of her head.)
Darcy May Morgan: When are you going to get it in your head, Camille? You do not have what it takes. You do not have what it takes to be me. To be your sister. You’re embarrassing yourself. You’re embarrassing women’s wrestling. And you are too stubborn to even notice it yourself. So here is my final warning to you, Camille. Give up. Walk away. Do not cause yourself any more embarrassment. Do not come to Pain for Pride unless you are ready to fight for your fucking life. Prove to the world that you can put your big girl pants on and grow the fuck up. Because I am putting everything on the line at Pain for Pride in order to stop this same sob story from being repeated again with you. The tales of Ms Extreme trying to get a world championship on the list of her achievements. The tales of Ms Extreme trying to be a star. It’s never going to happen and it is my job to end this chapter and close the book on your Universal Women’s Championship dreams once and for all.
(Darcy pats her Universal Women’s Championship twice as she looks down and remembers everything that she has achieved over the past two years of her career. She smiles and looks directly into the camera with tears in her eyes.)
Darcy May Morgan: We are one week away from Pain for Pride. One week away from main eventing Pain for Pride and being the two women that fight for the Universal Women’s Championship on the card. One week away from me and Camille getting in the ring together and making history. One week away from me teaching Camille a lesson and showing her the reason why I am the face of women’s wrestling. I cannot even begin to explain how much main eventing Pain for Pride means to me. Through everything that I have done, through the demons that I have faced and beaten, to holding this championship and fighting for the women’s division… This is the biggest accomplishment that I have ever achieved by headlining Pain for Pride. People know my story. People know how hard I have worked. And whether you love me or hate me, you know that I have earned every second of this main event match. Whether you doubt how I conduct business or even if you judge my history in professional wrestling.. No one deserved to have this main event match but me. I worked from the bottom and made my way to the top. My story is an inspiration of someone that walked into this business, took the good with the bad, kept her head down and became a star. And if more people were like me in this business, then trust me…the world and the wrestling business would be a much better fucking place. I am the template of what a women’s wrestler should be like in this b-
(Darcy puts her index finger up to stop herself as she changes her mind.)
Darcy May Morgan: Actually… I am a template for ANY wrestler in this business looking to be a star. I’m not just doing this for EAW at Pain for Pride. I’m not just doing this for women’s wrestling. I am doing this for that 4-year-old girl that walked around with fabric around her body and a plastic tiara on her head and making my dreams a fucking reality. Because at Pain for Pride, it is my time to be the Queen. It is my coronation. It is the moment that I have been waiting for my entire life where I finally show the world the type of leader I can be. And once that moment of me reigning supreme in the main event of Pain for Pride is cemented into history.. I will be remembered as Darcy May Morgan…forever the face of the women’s division. Forever…
(Darcy holds up her Universal Women’s Championship in the air on camera with tears still in her eyes.)
Darcy May Morgan: …. the Queen of Elite Answers Wrestling.
(The scene fades with the last image of Darcy May Morgan holding up the Universal Women’s Championship…)
(Commercial promoting Pain for Pride 14, showing the match graphics and promotional videos for the event.)
(The scene fades into Sofia Clarke backstage. She has a smile on her face as she feels excited to give everyone her favorite Voltage match of the season.)
Sofia Clarke: I am LOVING these match rewinds from all of you, but I’m kinda shocked that no one has announced this match that I am going to announce because I believe it was the best women’s match of the entire season. I’m talking about Ms. Extreme versus Minerva at King of Elite. Now, these two women clearly despised each other, but there was also that acknowledgment that they knew how good the other was, so it motivated these two to deliver and bring everything that they had to offer. Hell, somehow they were able to convince our referee to let the match have no rules as the two of them clearly destroyed each other. I was still surprised to see these two still alive after the match was said and done, but I thought the match really displayed the never die attitudes of both Ms. Extreme and Minerva. Truly a Women’s Match of the Year contender, so let’s check it out!
[SCREEN BAR — KING OF ELITE 2021]
(DING! DING! DING!)
James Peters: Well this match is personal, there’s no doubt about that, and it doesn’t appear like Camille wants to waste any time. She immediately goes for Minerva, but Minerva is quick to duck between the ropes, which prompts the referee to ward Camille off.
Rich Russillo: Camille doesn’t look too happy about that, because she knows that Minerva isn’t the type of woman to ever shy away from a fight. Minerva simply wants to play a bit of a game of a right now, and force Camille into competing against her on her terms. That’s the type of methodical competitor that Minerva is and we all know that Camille is the exact opposite.
Persephone: So that is your polite way of saying Camille is a hot head and just likes to fly off the handle?
Rich Russillo: Well… yes.
Persephone: :wow:
James Peters: Minerva is out of the ropes and she walks forward, looking to initiate a lock-up on her own terms. Camille goes to lock up, but Minerva slips away and backs up into the corner, sticking her leg through the ropes.
Ms. Extreme: (off-mic) Are you fucking serious right now?
Minerva: (off-mic) Temper, temper.
Rich Russillo: If looks could kill, Minerva would be dead right now because the woman known as Ms. Extreme is not at all impressed right now. Minerva finally pushes herself out of the corner and both women circle one another. I wonder if Minerva is done fucking around now?
Persephone: Camille goes for a lock-up, but Minerva drops to the ground and rolls to the outside.
James Peters: Camille with a determined look and she slides out of the ring and makes a beeline right for Minerva. Quick as a cat, Minerva slips back into the ring and she greets Camille with several vicious stomps as she tries to get back inside! Minerva follows up the stomps with a double axe-handle shot to the back and she pulls Camille up, quickly whipping her into the ropes! Camille ducks a clothesline and catches Minerva with a clothesline on the rebound! Camille quickly mounts Minerva, but Minerva blocks Camille’s attempt at a right and throws her off. Minerva darts to the corner, but Camille grabs her by the tights before she can leave the ring! Camille with a forearm to the back of Minerva’s head, and she takes her by the hair, slamming Minerva face first into the turnbuckle!
Rich Russillo: Camille flips Minerva around and unloads a nasty little chop across Minerva’s chest! She fires off a few more before catching Minerva in the jaw with a forearm and Irish whipping her across the ring! Minerva slams into the corner but she gets her feet up as Camille comes flying at her! Minerva on the second set of ropes now and she dives off, flipping over Camille and bringing her down into a pinning position! Camille rolls through and is back up, running the ropes and coming back with a basement style dropkick that catches a seated Minerva in the face! Camille quickly goes for the first cover of the match!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTW-
Persephone: Minerva kicks out. That sucks.
James Peters: Camille doesn’t let that stop her, though. She is back to her feet and putting the boots to Minerva. Minerva has enough in her at this point to know she can get to the ropes and force the referee to hold Camille off, but Camille isn’t going to let it get that far this time. She takes a hold of Minerva and locks in a side headlock, dropping down to one knee to apply even more pressure. Minerva tries to grab Camille’s arm, but Camille holds on and tightens her grip, and now Minerva has to find another way out of this.
Persephone: Wow. I honestly didn’t know someone as stupid and as reckless as Ms. Extreme knew what a headlock was.
Rich Russillo: Come on, Seph. Ms. Extreme is a former PURE Champion.
James Peters: The longest reigning PURE Champion in history at that.
Rich Russillo: Minerva has wrapped her arm around Camille, and is trying to force them both up, but Camille applies more pressure and brings them both down to the ground. Camille forces Minerva onto her side, and the referee sees that both of Minerva’s shoulders are on the mat now!
OOONNNEEE!!!
Persephone: Minerva rolls it up and she balls up her fist and hits Camille in the ribs a few times! Camille has to return to a sitting position which allows Minerva to get her other arm up and force herself up. She hits Camille in the ribs a few more times, and now both women return to a vertical base. Camille’s mid-section is exposed and Minerva starts to elbow her way free, but Camille punches her in the back of the head. Minerva digs deep and she forces Camille back against the ropes!
James Peters: She can’t shrug Ms. Extreme off, though! Ms. Extreme runs them both forward and she plants Minerva in the middle of the right with a bulldog! Another cover by Ms. Extreme!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Persephone: Another kickout from Minerva!
Rich Russillo: And another side headlock from Camille! She is determined to keep Minerva grounded it seems, and that seems to be a great idea. Minerva is a brawler, and likes to fight, not that there’s any difference when it comes to Camille. However, both women are well aware of the threat the other presents and of course they have to be mindful of that.
James Peters: Minerva seems to have shaken off the bulldog and is looking to fight her way back to her feet. Camille hangs on, but look at Minerva. She has Camille by the hair now, and now they’re both up, and Minerva is able to bully Camille into the ropes! She breaks free and runs across the ring, but Camille is right behind her and she catches Minerva from behind with a lariat that dumps ‘The Princess Killer’ right out of the ring!
Persephone: Minerva crawls to the barricades and picks herself up. She is taking her time getting back into the ring and Camille doesn’t seem to be in the mood to wait. She is on the outside now as well and she immediately goes after Minerva, hitting her with a right hand. Camille follows it up with some nasty, stiff forearms!
Rich Russillo: Minerva lands some shots of her own, though! She connects with Camille’s mid-section with several solid punches, and is able to catch her with a quick uppercut. Minerva quickly follows up with a kick to the stomach and she takes Camille by the hair and slams her face off the hardest part of the ring! That’s Minerva’s first real offense of the match, and she’s not looking to waste the advantage she gave to herself! Camille is forced to eat a face full of ringpost and she drops to the ground!
James Peters: Minerva strikes Camille in the back of the head with a nasty looking knee strike! Camille’s face slammed into the LED ringpost once again, and Minerva kicks the other woman onto her back. She stomps Camille’s stomach, chest, and face and the referee yells at her to get the action back into the ring.
Persephone: A middle finger in response. What a class act.
Rich Russillo: Camille is using the ring skirt to try and get up, but Minerva stops that with a kick to the stomach. She pulls Camille up, wraps an arm around her, and drives her backwards into the opposite post! She does that several more times, trying to soften up Camille’s surgically repaired back from all those years ago, and she turns Camille around, gets her by the neck, and drops her with a DDT to the floor!
James Peters: Minerva continues to put the boots to Camille, but with the referee up to a count of seven now, Minerva finally relents and rolls Camille back into the ring. She follows her in and kicks Camille towards the center of the ring. Minerva steps on Camille and runs the ropes… LEAPING INTO THE AIR! MINERVA WITH HELL’S BELL’S!!! THE SPLIT LEGGED MOONSAULT! SHE LANDS PERFECTLY, RIGHT ON TOP OF CAMILLE, AND REACHES BACK TO HOOK THE LEGS FOR THE COVER!!!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTT-
Rich Russillo: MS. EXTREME KICKS OUT!
Persephone: Minerva drives her knee down into Camille’s face before getting to her feet and stomping down on her a few times. Minerva reaches down and pulls Camille up. She peppers her with a flurry of forearms before grabbing her by the neck, swinging her around, and planting her into the mat with a swinging neckbreaker! Minerva opts to not go for the cover, and instead she pulls Camille up into a sitting position. Minerva looks to be targeting Camille’s neck and back, and she drives her knee into the back of Camille’s neck several times over! Minerva backs up and she stiffs the fuck out of Camille with a kick that lands right between Camille’s shoulder blades!
James Peters: Minerva remains on the attack and gets behind Camille. She wraps her long legs around Camille’s waist and wraps her arms around Camille’s neck! It looks like she has Camille in a modified body scissors coupled with a choke, and Minerva is making sure she attempts to squeeze the life out of Camille. Minerva hangs onto this for a bit before letting go of Camille’s neck. She forces her legs around Camille’s neck next, and uses her power to slam Camille into the mat. Camille tries to free herself from the choke, while keeping her shoulder up off the mat.
Rich Russillo: Camille is trying to reach for the ropes in what has been a mostly textbook style match thus far. I’m kind of surprised, guys. I expected both of these women to come out looking to tear one another to pieces.
Persephone: Right? Talk about a fucking snoozefest. I may take a nap in a moment.
James Peters: Minerva is struggling to hang on as the fans inside of Raymond James Stadium rally around Camille. Camille is moving her legs around and looking to hook the bottom rope, and she finally gets her foot on it. The referee starts the count, but Minerva breaks almost immediately.
Rich Russillo: She is quick to snatch up Camille and clubs her in the back of the head. Camille catches Minerva in the breadbasket, and Minerva retaliates with a knee. Camille with a right hand to the face of Minerva, and Minerva with a palm strike that catches Camille right in the nose. Minerva grabs Camille’s arm and looks to send her into the corner, but Camille plants her feet, and it’s Minerva who is whipped across the ring!
Persephone: Camille makes her way towards Minerva and greets her with a kick to the stomach. Camille with several precise kicks and strikes, perhaps taking a page out of baby sister Candice’s book, and she lands a beautiful spinning heel kick right to Minerva’s head! Camille grabs the ropes and shoves her foot under Minerva’s chin to choke her and the referee quickly starts to count.
Referee: (off-mic) ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR…
James Peters: Camille breaks right before the referee hits the five count and she drags Minerva out of the corner. Camille with a snapmare, that plants Minvera into a sitting position, and she runs the rope, coming back and nailing Minerva in the back of the head with a drop kick! Camille turns Minerva over and she hits a standing version of the double foot stomp! Ms. Extreme now with a standing version of a moonsault, something we never see her do, and she goes for a quick cover!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Persephone: MINERVA KICKS OUT!
Rich Russillo: Camille leans down to pull Minerva up, but Minerva gets her legs around Camille’s neck! She is attempting to bring her down into a triangle choke, but Camille! CAMILLE IS ABLE TO GRAB MINERVA UP BY THE ARMS AND SHE SLAMS HER BACK DOWN INTO THE MATCH! ‘QUEEN’S RAMPAGE’!!! CAMILLE AGAIN! SHE IS USING HER KNOCKOUT SLAM SIGNATURE TO WEAKEN MINERVA!
James Peters: Minerva’s legs have dropped from around Camille and Camille quickly goes for the ankle. She slams Minerva’s ankle into the mat and quickly drags her towards the ringpost. Minerva is able to use her free foot to stop this, bracing it on the ringpost, and Camille replies by stomping away on Minerva. She takes Minerva’s foot and slams it into the ring mat again before slipping to the ground and dragging Minerva to the ringpost. Minerva tries to fight free but Camille is able to do what she wants and she slams Minerva’s ankle into the ringpost!
Persephone: The look of pain on her face :drakelike:
Rich Russillo: Minerva does appear to be in a tremendous amount of pain, and Ms. Extreme has really created an opportunity for herself. We all know what an amazing competitor she is, so no doubt she knows she has to take advantage of this opening. Ms. Extreme slams Minerva’s ankle into the post a few more times and she’s going for the figure four! RINGPOST FIGURE FOUR LEGLOCK!!!
James Peters: The referee is out of the ring immediately. He is telling Ms. Extreme to let go but she refuses! Ms. Extreme has control of Minerva’s leg and she bashes her fist into Minerva’s ankle! The referee starts to count and Camille has no choice but to let go or risk getting disqualified. That would be such a shitty way to end this match, and I highly doubt either woman would be happy with that as a result.
Persephone: The referee continues to be a bossy lil bih, and he is trying to make Camille take this match back into the ring, but honestly, who the fuck wants that at this point? I want blood. I want gore. Like, I wish Camille would have just snapped Minerva’s ankle in half and stabbed her with a piece of broken bone.
Rich Russillo: :ciampa:
James Peters: … nevertheless, Camille is back in the ring now and she drags Minerva up. Minerva is obviously favoring her ankle right now, but she manages to catch her with a headbutt. A completely defensive move from Minerva, but she didn’t really have much of a choice. The headbutt forced Camille to back off, and Minerva swings wildly, looking to connect with anything at this point! Camille is able to block the shot, but Minerva hits her with another headbutt and backs Camille into the corner. Camille shoves her back and kicks at the ankle, but Minerva strikes back this time and she gets Camille in the damaged leg! Camille has been on crutches and running off adrenaline and God knows what, because we know EAW doesn’t really have a drug testing policy when our own Chairman shot up with Perc during the last Pain for Pride, but Camille seems to be a bit staggered now, and that’s good news for Minerva.
Rich Russillo: Is it? Camille always seems to be at her most deadly when her back is against the wall. She might have an injured knee, but she’s made sure to soften up one of Minerva’s limbs as well. Minerva has Camille by the hair now and she pulls her out of the corner. She chops Camille across the chest and rakes her across the face. Minerva with a knee to the gut, followed by one to the face, and she goes to spike Camille face first into the mat!
Persephone: Camille with a solid elbow that connects with Minerva’s nose, and Minerva fires back with a clubbing blow to the back of the skull. Camille goes right for the ankle, and that forces Minerva to kick her opponent square in the face! Camille sprawls back onto the mat, and Minerva goes for a diving knee drop!
James Peters: Camille rolls out of the way and Minerva immediately grabs for her knee. Camille looks for ‘Queen Rampage’s’ once again BUT MINERVA SNATCHES HER DOWN BY THE HAIR! SMALL PACKAGE PIN!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
Rich Russillo: CAMILLE BREAKS FREE AND SCRAMBLES TO HER FEET! MINERVA IS UP AS WELL!
James Peters: Both women meet in the center of the ring and engage in a lock up! They jostle back and forth for positioning, hitting the ropes! It’s Camille who presses Minerva back against the back ropes, but Minerva is able to reverse. Neither woman seems to be able to keep control until Minerva once against resorts to slamming her head against Camille’s! That stuns the former PURE and Interwire Champion, and Minerva with several rapid fire chops to Camille’s chest. Camille is finally able to collect her bearings and she fires back with a chop of her own.
Rich Russillo: The crowd starts to get loud as both women are doing their best to cause to the other a maximum amount of pain. Minerva’s chest is turning an ugly shade of red right now and Camille’s doesn’t look much better. They finally grow tired and Minerva switches things up! She strikes Camille in the jaw with a solid right hand, and Camille fires back. Minerva with another right, and Camille with one of her own! Both women are just throwing punches at one another, back and forth. Some are connecting! Some aren’t! But look at Camille! Camille with a slap that nearly spins Minerva around!
Persephone: MINERVA SMILES! SHE LIKED IT! KINKY LITTLE CUNT! SHE’S LICKING HER LIPS AT CAMILLE!
Minerva: (off-mic) MORE!
Ms. Extreme: (off-mic) :comeagain:
Minerva: (off-mic): MORE!
James Peters: CAMILLE DOESN’T SLAP MINERVA THOUGH! SHE STIFFS THE FUCK OUT OF HER WITH A FOREARM! MINERVA SEEMS TO HAVE EXPECTED IT, THOUGH, AND SHE SLAMS HER HEAD INTO CAMILLE’S! CAMILLE WITH A HEADBUTT OF HER OWN! MINERVA IS NOT TO BE OUTDONE! ANOTHER HEADBUTT FROM HER! ANOTHER FROM CAMILLE!
Rich Russillo: FUCK SUPLEX CITY! IT’S HEADBUTT CITY UP IN HERE!!!
Persephone: :blessed: FINALLY!
James Peters: MINERVA WITH ANOTHER! CAMILLE WITH ANOTHER! MINERVA! CAMILLE! MINERVA! CAMILLE! MINERVA! CAMILLE! CAMILLE! CAMILLE WITH A FINAL HEADBUTT THAT SENDS HER FALLING BACK ONTO THE MAT! SHE MAY HAVE KNOCKED HERSELF SILLY, MEANWHILE, MINERVA’S FOREHEAD IS BUSTED OPEN!
Rich Russillo: Both women are shaking the cobwebs out right now and trying to get their heads together. Not a joke, I swear. I just don’t know how else to really word that. They are looking across the ring at one another and it seems like the energy of this match has completely shifted. For the most part, this match has been clean. They have played by the rules. They have shown the world that they are technically proficient.
Persephone: BUT NOW??? THEY HAVE BOTH COME ALIVE!!!!
(Indeed something has changed. Ms. Extreme and Minerva have both come to realize that they don’t want to outdo the other person. They simply want to maim the other person. They look at one another, talking with their eyes. Wicked smiles cross their faces.)
James Peters: CAMILLE IS OUT OF THE RING!
Rich Russillo: MINERVA IS OUT OF THE RING!
James Peters: BOTH WOMEN TAKE OFF IN A SPRINT IN OPPOSITE DIRECTIONS AND MINERVA IS AT THE TIMEKEEPER’S TABLE! SHE THROWS BELLA BRAXTON OUT OF HER CHAIR AND FOLDS IT UP WHILE CAMILLE HAS PULLED A CHAIR OUT FROM UNDERNEATH THE RING! BOTH ARE BACK IN THE RING NOW AND THEY’RE IN THE MIDDLE!
Referee: (off-mic) :whoa: Hold on just a moment! This is not a hardcore match!
Crowd: (off-mic) LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT!
Persephone: CAMILLE SHOVES THE REFEREE TO THE SIDE AND BOTH WOMEN SWING THEIR CHAIRS! THEY COLLIDE WITH ONE ANOTHER, SENDING THEM BOTH STUMBLING BACK BUT LOOK! MINERVA RECOVERS FIRST AND SHE SWINGS AT CAMILLE! CAMILLE DUCKS AND SHE WHIRLS AROUND, LOOKING TO CONNECT WITH MINERVA! MINERVA AVOIDS GETTING HIT AND THE REFEREE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT TO DO!
Referee: (off-mic) Ahhh fuck it.
Crowd: (off-mic) YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES! YES!
James Peters: CAMILLE SWINGS AGAIN AND SHE BASHES MINERVA UPSIDE THE HEAD! SOMEHOW MINERVA REMAINS ON HER FEET AND SHE TAKES HER SHOT! SHE CONNECTS WITH CAMILLE’S HEAD! CAMILLE STAYS UPRIGHT AND HERE. WE. FUCKING. GO!
Rich Russillo: CHAIR SHOT AFTER CHAIR SHOT CONNECTS! BOTH OF THESE WOMEN ARE BEATING THE ABSOLUTE DOG SHIT OUT OF ONE ANOTHER! THEY ARE NOT HOLDING BACK AND RIGHTFULLY SO! BOTH OF THESE WOMEN SAW THEMSELVES IN A DIFFERENT POSITION! BOTH OF THEM HAD DREAMS TO BECOME THE FIRST EVER FEMALE KING OF ELITE! THEY HAVE BEEN FORCED TO SETTLE FOR THIS MATCH AGAINST ONE ANOTHER, AND ARE MAKING THE MOST OF IT!
Persephone: MINERVA ABSORBS ANOTHER SHOT FROM CAMILLE AND SHE JABS THE END OF THE CHAIR INTO CAMILLE’S STOMACH! CAMILLE DOUBLES OVER AND MINERVA BRINGS THE CHAIR DOWN ACROSS THE BACK OF CAMILLE’S HEAD! CAMILLE IS DOWN AND MINERVA TOSSES THE CHAIR DOWN! SHE BEGINS STOMPING ON CAMILLE!!! MINERVA DROPS HER KNEE DOWN ACROSS THE BACK OF CAMILLE’S NECK AND GETS ON TOP OF HER! MINERVA REACHES FOR THE CHAIR AND SHE SLIDES IT UNDER CAMILLE’S FACE!
Rich Russillo: MODIFIED CAMEL CLUTCH USING THE CHAIR!
James Peters: CAMILLE IS REACHING FOR THE ROPES, BUT MINERVA LEANS BACK, FORCING CAMILLE TO BEND AT AN UNNATURAL ANGLE! WE KNOW THAT CAMILLE JANE AVA IS NOT THE TYPE OF WOMEN TO SUBMIT, BUT SHE HAS GOT TO BE IN A LOT OF PAIN RIGHT NOW. THE BACK OF HER HEAD IS NEARLY TOUCHING HER OWN BACK :lupe:
Persephone: Well considering she is kind of flabby, I highly doubt Camille does yoga. She probably isn’t used to being stretched like this and it kinda doesn’t help that she has a chair pressed against her face.
Rich Russillo: It doesn’t surprise me that Minerva is just torturing Camille right now. There is absolutely no love lost between these two women, and it shows. Minerva finally lets go of the hold and Camille’s face slams into the chair! Minerva is up and she grabs two handfuls of hair to drag Camille into the corner. Minerva ties Camille to the ropes using her hair and quickly stomps on both of her opponent’s hands!
James Peters: Minerva stomps on both hands a second time, making sure Camille won’t try and free herself, and she starts unlacing the turnbuckle padding. She exposes the bottom turnbuckle, rips apart the padding, and with a wicked smile, she shoves it in Camille’s mouth! Camille is choking and look at Minerva! She sticks the padding down Camille’s throat and holds her mouth together! Ms. Extreme is scratching and clawing at Minerva, and Minerva is just laughing! Minerva finally lets go and Ms. Extreme uses her damaged hands to rip the padding from her throat! She is choking and vomiting now, and Minerva unties her hair, and shoves Camille’s face into her own vomit.
Persephone: Well that’s a fresh new kink I’ve never heard of. I wonder what Rex’s vomit tastes like? :oh:
Rich Russillo: :comeagain:
James Peters: Minerva is relentless right now. She grabs the back of Camille’s head and bashes her face against the exposed steel of the bottom turnbuckle! Camille is busted open now and Minerva tosses her out of the ring!
Rich Russillo: Camille hits the ground with a thud and Minerva slips to the outside. Camille is on all fours as she tries to pick herself up, but Minerva with a brutal looking kick to Camille’s ribs! Camille is on her side now, and Minerva kicks her again, and she takes it one step further by grabbing Camille by the legs and stomping her right in the vagina!
Persephone: Well, it’s not like Camille needed to reproduce anyway. Cameron birthed a bastard, and that is more than enough when it comes to a new generation of Avas.
James Peters: Did you really just call the son of Jamie O’Hara and Ms. Extreme’s nephew a bastard?
Persephone: Can we even be sure that Jamie is the father??
Rich Russillo: :skip:
James Peters: I would bet my entire career that Jamie O’Hara fathered his own wife’s baby, but that is really not what matters right now. We can sit around and debate paternity later, because right now, Minerva is dragging Camille over to the steel ring steps.
Persephone: Minerva looks to lift Camille up, but Camille is able to fire off several defensive punches that connect with the side of Minerva’s head! Minerva’s grip loosens and that allows Camille to slip free and connect with a kick to the gut that sends Minerva into the barricades! Minerva’s back collides with the steel and Camille rushes her! Minerva is able to stand but Camille connects with a massive lariat that sends Minerva into the stands!
Rich Russillo: CAMILLE HAS COME TO LIFE! SHE LEAPS UP ON THE BARRICADES AND DIVES OFF… ‘A BLIND FURY’!!! SHE CONNECTS WITH AN INNOVATIVE VARIATION OF HER DOUBLE FOOT STOMP FINISHER! SHE FEET LANDED RIGHT ON MINERVA’S FACE AND SECURITY IS RUSHING TO MAKE SURE THE SOCIALLY DISTANCED CROWD STAYS IN THEIR SEATS!
James Peters: CAMILLE IGNORES THE CHAOS AND SHE SCOOPS MINERVA UP! SHE DROPS HER STOMACH FIRST ACROSS THE BARRICADES AND CAREFULLY CLIMBS ON TOP! CAMILLE BALANCES HERSELF ON TOP OF THE BARRICADES AND SHE LEAPS OFF… LEG DROP TO MINERVA! MINERVA’S FACE SLAMS INTO THE GROUND!!!!
Persephone: :mjlol2: She landed on her neck! I hope it’s broken!
Rich Russillo: That was a nasty landing for Minerva and Camille looks to capitalize. She kicks Minerva’s neck a few times before dragging her over to the ringsteps. Camille is quick to pull apart the steps and she grabs Minerva’s hair, draping her throat first across the bottom part of the steps. Oh no.
James Peters: Oh no is right! Camille takes the second part of the steps and she lifts them up… AND SHE SLAMS THEM DOWN ON MINERVA’S HEAD! :damn:
Persephone: :krabs: Oh shit. She may have really broken her neck.
James Peters: Minerva has gone completely limp and the referee is out of the ring to check on her. This doesn’t look good. It doesn’t really look good at all. Camille shoves the referee back, taking offense to the fact he is checking on Minerva, and she pulls the former Universal Women’s Champion up and rolls her deadweight into the ring. Camille throws herself over Minerva and demands the referee count the pin!
Rich Russillo: The referee hesitates for a moment :lupe:. He seems convinced he is dealing with a serious injury, and considering Minerva hasn’t moved since Camille destroyed her with the steps, he might be right. However, he’s back in the ring now and there he goes! We have a count!
OOONNNEEE!!!
TTTTWWWWOOOO!!!!
TTTTTHHHHHRRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
Persephone: :gladbron:
James Peters: SIGNS OF LIFE BY MINERVA! SHE’S ALIVE! SHE GOT HER SHOULDER OFF THE CANVAS!
Rich Russillo: MS. EXTREME MOUNTS HER AND BEGINS HAMMERING AWAY! SHE STRIKES MINERVA IN THE FACE AND NECK!!! THERE IS VERY LITTLE DEFENSE COMING FROM MINERVA AT THE MOMENT! SHE IS TRYING TO PROTECT HER NECK, BUT CAMILLE ISN’T HAVING IT!
Persephone: Why is she rolling off her? CRUSH HER! KILL! KILL! KILL!
James Peters: Camille is pulling Minerva up, and she hooks her! Camille lifts Minerva in the air and holds her there, allowing all the blood to rush to Minerva’s head, and she drops Minerva down across her knee with a brainbuster!
Rich Russillo: She’s not going for the cover though! Camille is back out of the ring and she is digging under the apron!
Persephone: :blessed: LIGHT TUBES!!! :blessed: BARBED WIRE!!! :blessed: A BED OF NAILS!!! :blessed: YAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSS!!!!
James Peters: Camille has filled the ring with a variety of weapons and she picks up a lighttube! She twirls it between her fingers as she saunters over to Minerva! Minerva is slow to get up onto her knees, as she uses the side ropes for assistance! She has no idea that Ms. Extreme is headed right for her with that lighttube!! CAMILLE PULLS THE LIGHT TUBE BACK AND SWINGS IT RIGHT AT MINERVA!!!
Rich Russillo: NO!!! MINERVA WITH THE DARK!! MINERVA JUST SPIT BLACK MIST RIGHT INTO THE EYES OF CAMILLE!! Ms. Extreme is blinded now, as she still holds onto the light tube with one hand, while trying to rub the black mist from out of her eyes!! Minerva slowly gets back up to her feet as a smile emerges on her face after what she has just done to blind her opponent! Minerva slowly steps towards Camille, and kicks her in the gut!! Camille drops the light tube as it hits the mat! Meanwhile, Minerva wraps her arm around the neck and shoulder of Camille!! MINERVA WITH A SAMBO SUPLEX THAT SENDS CAMILLE BACK FIRST INTO THE BARBED WIRE!!!
Persephone: YES!! YES!! YES!!!
James Peters: Camille is in so much pain right now as she screams at the top of her lungs! She rolls off of the barbed wire, and lays flat on her stomach! Look at the cuts and the blood that begins to drip down Camille’s back!! We can see the panic in her face after being driven into the barbed wire just now!! And while she’s panicking, the smile on Minerva’s face grows even wider for the amount of pain she has put her opponent through! Camille is breathing heavily right now, and manages to work herself onto her hands and knees. But look at Minerva! She walks over to that light tube that Camille just had, and she picks it up for herself. Minerva holds the light tube in her right hand and begins to tap it against her left palm as she steps towards Camille!! Ms. Extreme is down on all fours as she turns her head and sees Minerva right beside her with the light tube now raised high above her head!!! AND MINERVA SWINGS DOWN ONTO THE BACK OF CAMILLE WITH THAT LIGHT TUBE AS IF IT WERE AN AXE, AND IT SHATTERS ON IMPACT, DROPPING THE FORMER PURE AND INTERWIRE CHAMPION FLAT IN THE PROCESS!!! Minerva now drops down to her knees, and rolls Camille onto her back as she pins her shoulders down over the shattered glass in the ring!! The referee quickly makes his way over for the count!!
ONNNNEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
TWWWWWWOOOOOOOO!!!!!
THHHRRREEEEEEEE-
Rich Russillo: KICKOUT BY MS. EXTREME!!! Minerva hits her fist up against the ring mat hard as she thought that she had the match right there! The Gypsy Moth now gets back up to her feet as she stumbles for a second before picking up one of the steel chairs that was used earlier on in this match! Minerva walks over to Camille and drives the head of the chair right down into the abdomen of Camille!! AGAIN!! AND AGAIN!! AND AGAIN!!! Camille rolls back over onto her stomach, as she clutches at her abdomen in pain after those brutal chair shots by Minerva!! BUT THAT DOESN’T HELP HER CASE BECAUSE NOW MINERVA SWINGS THE CHAIR RIGHT AT CAMILLE’S BACK!! The chair bends, as Minerva holds it in one hand. The Gypsy Moth looks at the chair, then tosses it off to the side as it slides under the ring ropes and down to the ringside floor!!
Persephone: What are you doing!?!? Keep killing her with that chair!!
James Peters: Minerva now makes her way over to the far corner, as she stares directly at Ms. Extreme who is struggling to get up. Camille manages to grab onto the side ropes, as she uses them to help her up to her knees. Camille now reaches higher up as she grabs the top ropes, and uses whatever strength she can muster to finally get back up to her feet! But wait! From the other end of the ring, it’s Minerva who charges in at Camille!! THE DEVIL’S TOUCH!! SUPERKICK TO THE FACE BY MINERVA!!!
Rich Russillo: Not so fast James!! Camille blocks the kick with her forearms, then grabs a hold of Minerva’s leg!! Minerva is trying to break free from Camille’s grip, but Camille trips The Gypsy Moth down to the canvas of the ring!! Camille lands on top of Minerva, and grabs the barbed wire in front of them! What’s this!?!? THE AVA LOCK!!! THE AVA LOCK IS LOCKED IN WITH THE BARBED WIRE WRAPPING AROUND THE FACE OF MINERVA!! CAMILLE IS WRENCHING BACK ON THAT BARBED WIRE AS IT BEGINS TO DIG INTO THE BLOODY FACE OF MINERVA!! YOU CAN SEE THE INTENSITY IN THE EYES OF CAMILLE AS SHE’S TRYING TO PUT THIS ONE AWAY!! MINERVA YELLING OUT IN PAIN AS THE REFEREE GOES TO CHECK ON HER!! MINERVA IS REACHING OUT, AND TRYING HER HARDEST TO GRAB THE ROPES, BUT SHE’S NOWHERE CLOSE TO THEM!! AND.. MINERVA TAPS!!
Rich Russillo: Minerva taps on Camille’s shoulder to get Camille’s attention!! Camille turns her head, and.. MINERVA FLIPS CAMILLE OFF!!! AND LOOK AT THIS!! MINERVA GETS HER HANDS AND PRYS THEM BETWEEN THE BARBED WIRE AND HER FACE!! THE GYPSY MOTH GRIPS AT THE BARBED WIRE, AND BEGINS TO PULL THE UNFORGIVING WEAPON FROM OFF OF HER FACE, AS THE CUTS AND WOUNDS THAT COVER HER FACE BEGIN TO BLEED OUT EVEN MORE!! MEANWHILE, CAMILLE IS TRYING ALL SHE CAN TO WRENCH BACK ON THAT BARBED WIRE, BUT MINERVA PULLS THE BARBED WIRE FROM OUT OF CAMILLE’S HANDS AS NOW THEY BEGIN TO BLEED OUT!! Ms. Extreme screams out in pain as the blood drips down her palms.. AND MINERVA WITH A BACK ELBOW TO THE FACE OF CAMILLE!!
James Peters: Camille finally gets off of Minerva, as both competitors are down onto their hands and knees. Camille slowly works her way up to her feet however, as Minerva is still down!! Camille stumbles over to Minerva and grabs The Gypsy Moth by the hair as she brings her up to her feet! Ms. Extreme now kicks Minerva in the stomach and pulls her into a front facelock!! TWIST OF FATE!!!!!
Rich Russillo: NO!! MINERVA SPINS WITH IT, AND ENDS UP BEHIND MS. EXTREME!! AND LOOK!! MINERVA STILL HAS THAT BARBED WIRE IN HER HANDS AS SHE GRABS A HOLD OF CAMILLE’S HANDS AND WRAPS THEM TOGETHER WITH THE BARBED WIRE!! CAMILLE HAS HER HANDS TIED UP BEHIND HER BACK, AS MINERVA GETS CAMILLE INTO AN INVERTED FACELOCK!! HELL’S BELLS!!! THE INVERTED DDT CONNECTS IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!!!!!
Persephone: SHE’S DEAD! SHE’S DEAD! SHE’S DEAD!!
James Peters: Camille is down, but Minerva isn’t going for the pin!! What does she have in mind here!?! The Gypsy moth slowly crawls her way over to that bed of nails that was brought into this match earlier! It takes a moment for Minerva to reach them, but she finally has that bed of nails in her grasp!! Camille is barely conscious, but she sees Minerva with that bed of nails in her hands!! Camille is freaking out right now, but remember, her hands are still tied behind her back!!! Camille can’t get up!! Instead, Ms. Extreme begins to roll away from Minerva as Minerva gets to her feet and walks over to Ms. Extreme with the bed of nails in her hands!! Camille is still trying to roll away, BUT MINERVA DROPS THE BED OF NAILS STRAIGHT DOWN INTO THE BODY OF CAMILLE AS IT PIERCES HER DOWN INTO THE MAT!!! Minerva continues towards the corner, as they are much closer after Ms. Extreme rolled towards them!! Minerva makes her way up onto the top rope.. HELL’S BELLS!!! SPLIT LEG MOONSAULT ONTO THE BED OF NAILS AS IT PIERCES DOWN ONTO THE BODY OF MS. EXTREME EVEN MORE!!! AN EXHAUSTED MINERVA IS OUT OF IT WITH NO MOVEMENT WHATSOEVER AS SHE LAYS OVER THE BED OF NAILS THAT PIERCES MS. EXTREME’S BODY INTO THE RING!!! THERE’S NO SIGN OF LIFE IN EITHER ONE OF THESE COMPETITORS, BUT THE REFEREE BEGINS TO COUNT AS MINERVA HAS MS. EXTREME PINNED DOWN!!!
ONNNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
TWWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
THHHHHHHHHRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
(DING! DING! DING!)
(“Blood, Milk, & Sky” by White Zombie hits as the socially distanced crowd boos heavily at the result. Minerva doesn’t move a single bit, as she is completely exhausted and drained due to the amount of blood she has lost in this match. Her weight continues to push down onto the bed of nails that presses down onto the body of Ms. Extreme.)
Bella Braxton: Here is your winner!! THE GYPSY MOTH!!! MINERVA!!!
Persephone: Oh my gosh, I think they’re actually dead. :drakelike:
James Peters: What the hell is wrong with you!?!
Persephone: Be glad that I’m admiring their efforts for once. I thought this would be a snooze fest at first.
Rich Russillo: Well it definitely wasn’t a snooze fest. We all knew that this match was going to be personal, and it ended up getting to the point where a regular singles match wouldn’t do either of these two women any justice. They wanted to destroy the other so bad, and luckily for them, the referee allowed for this match to get a little hardcore. Both of these women took the opportunity to become the first female King of Elite away from each other, and the consequences of that were revealed tonight. This was definitely a brutal match that didn’t disappoint!!
(The camera shows the referee and medical staff rushing to the aid of both Minerva and Ms. Extreme. They pull Minerva off of the bed of nails as blood continues to drip down the face of the former Universal Women’s Champion. Meanwhile, other medical staff pull the bed of nails from off of Ms. Extreme as her injuries look far more serious. The medical staff attends to both women as Voltage fades elsewhere.)
(The camera cuts to a commercial for Space Jam: A New Legacy featuring Xander Payne and Brockhampton.)
(The camera cuts to Bella Braxton in the ring.)
Bella Braxton: Ladies and gentlemen at this time please welcome the EAW National Elite Champion “La Pantera Sexual” T!!!!!!!!! L!!!!!!!! A!!!!!!
(“Ambitionz az a Ridah” by Tupac hits to cheers from the crowd as TLA comes down to the ring sippin’ on a burned can of Corona as he needs to cool down after last week.)
Rich Russillo: Last week we saw an altercation between the champion TLA and his number one contender Minerva! Thinks sure are heating up leading into Pain for Pride!
Persephone: An “altercation” Rich? Really? Minerva BURNED DOWN the Poon Palace. I think that goes a little bit beyond an altercation. Not that I care. The only burning I want to feel is the love that burns forever between me and Rex.
James Peters: Well things have definitely gotten out of control as people’s personal lives are being targeted here in pursuit of that EAW National Elite Championship. I know that New Eden has been talking about removing TLA from EAW for a long time but now it seems we are starting to see exactly how far they are willing to go to achieve that.
TLA: Yoyoyo it’s yo boi TLA comin’ at y’all live with all that electricity and all that intensity STRAIGHT OUTTA JERSEY!
Crowd: *dies of excitement over hearing the name of where they are at*
TLA: No por favor don’t die 🙁
Crowd: *comes back to life*
TLA: Bueno bueno. You see last week Minerva was hating something fierce. She crept all up in mi casa and decided to start burning shit. She stepped to me and nearly killed all them innocent Poons for literally no reason. You hate to see it. Now y’all see why I be keeping it tranquilo. Why I ain’t take this shit too seriously. Cuz never at any point did this shit have to become a life or death situation. Where we hunting each other down outside of the ring to try to burn each other alive n shit. You know I won’t be surprised if when I go to bed tonight and Minerva is hiding in the closet or some shit prepared to jump out with a knife. She is mad obsessed and if I was part of IDOL-GUN I would accuse her of simping after La Pantera Sexual. I am a sexy beast and I know she wants some but this is not how you get papi’s attention. You gotta treat a homie right. But don’t worry y’all imma make sure to treat Minerva right. She is going to pay far more than she would have if she came into the Poon Palace as a customer!
(TLA points to the Pain for Pride logo hanging in the rafters of the arena.)
TLA: Minerva done fucked with the wrong hombre. She thinks she is making the world a better place but all she is doing is furthering New Eden’s own goals of making the world a better place for them. Which means fuck everyone else. They are all about destroying anyone who is different or who dares to disagree with the “sacred” word of Drake King. But the facts are that I have survived far worse in this business than New Eden. I done did it staying true to myself whether or not it was the popular thing at the time. The haters kept me out of this company once upon a time but I fought my way back in and now New Eden wants to go back to that. But they ain’t learned they lesson cuz I am a survivor and no matter what they do to me. No matter how many Poon Palaces they burn down. I will always get back up and continue that fight. Lucha por siempre! Fuck Taco Bell too. They wasn’t satisfied poisoning the lil hoppas back in catering. Nah they had to come por mi familia. They brought them flamethrowers up in the Poon Palace and yo I think they cooked that building more than they actually cook their food! Shit is nast-
(“Blood, Milk & Sky” by White Zombie hits to boos from the crowd.)
Persephone: Oh god this segment is continuing.
James Peters: Is she coming out here right now? Bah gawd she is!
(Minerva comes out to the stage in clear pain as she limps out towards the ramp. She is clearly barely even able to walk but came out anyway holding a microphone.)
Minerva: Everyone is tired of listening to you talk! This is going to be the last time they hear you talk once I get through with you!
TLA: Well by the looks of things this might be the last time they see you WALK. Dayum Malcolm really did a number on you huh chica? You really ain’t had to come see me like all this. You really be doing too much but I appreciate the gesture.
Rich Russillo: Well as you all saw earlier Malcolm Jones beat the dog shit out of Myles and Minerva. It’s clear that Minerva is really badly hurt and you have to admit that is poor timing since she has a title match in the near future.
Minerva: Malcolm Jones needs to stay out of New Eden business as well! But Drake King will handle him at Pain for Pride! Just like I will take care of you. I don’t care if Malcolm cheated and got a few cheap shots in on me earlier. I can take whatever weak shit he has to throw at me and still be strong enough to put you down at Pain for Pride and take that title away from your unworthy waist!
TLA: You ain’t taking shit bitch! Aside from the beating that I will give to you that is. You gonna take all that pain and then some. I go hard doing this shit and y’all ain’t want the smoke imma be delivering to yo bitch ass. You forget that I am the one who wanted this lucha from the very beginning and y’all just giving me exactly what I want. Pretending that you coming at me like that. Steppin’ to me on my turf fucking with me in my house. That’s that shit I invited you in and now you gonna find out what happens when you invade a motherfucker’s casa and shit on he floor. You gonna need a much hotter fire if you think you got what it takes to burn me puta. I will slap the shit out of you and when I get finished with yo ass you gonna be feasting on Taco Bell but it’s gonna be getting fed to you thru a tube.
Minerva: We will see about that. How about we start tonight then?
TLA: Bring it!
(TLA slams the championship down in the ring as he challenges Minerva to come fight him in the ring. Minerva makes her way down the ramp slowly looking ready to fight TLA regardless of how hurt she might be tonight.)
Rich Russillo: Oh god we are going to have another fight on our hands! These two aren’t going to wait until Pain for Pride!!!
(Suddenly loud police sirens fill the arena.)
Persephone: What the hell is that? Someone shut that noise up I was trying to sleep through this segment.
James Peters: Ummm it sounds like the police? Why are they here on Voltage?
(Suddenly a swarm of police officers invades the arena approaching ringside from all sides as they force the fans to move aside.)
TLA: Shit I ain’t want no trouble officers. I am a good Catholic boi. Ain’t breaking no laws. Ain’t even need no reason to search me for a stash. No weapons either. I ain’t even carrying. I mean mota ain’t even illegal in this state right? Tho the shit I would sell you is so good that shit prolly should be illegal but that ain’t important right now.
(The police jump into the ring however they ignore TLA and instead tackle Minerva. Minerva goes down relatively easily buckling under the pressure of several officers and her painful injury.)
TLA: Oh shit this bitch getting arrested. She prolly ain’t even legal either. Check her papers too officer.
Officer: Sir we need you to stand back. This woman is under arrest for arson, attempted murder, animal cruelty, and corporate collusion. These are very serious charges but she has rights. Siobhan Destiny Vladislav you have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.
TLA: I mean with a name like Destiny you would be perfect for the Poon Palace gurl. Oh shit are these guys with the BVU?
Officer: Sir this is a serious arrest. Please stand back.
(Minerva is shown snarling angrily as the officers restrain her and drag her out of the arena to the back. TLA is shown reclining on the ring ropes as she disappears backstage to the cheers of the crowd.)
Rich Russillo: Holy shit! Minerva just got arrested tonight! And to be honest after what she did she probably deserves it!
Persephone: Probably but honestly I feel like I am already in jail having to sit through this show. However, I wouldn’t mind being in jail if Rex was my cellmate.
James Peters: While you may not care the rest of us do. This has serious implications for Pain for Pride! The match for the National Elite Championship is now in jeopardy! With how serious those criminal charges are Minerva and New Eden need to hire a very good lawyer or be able to post bail or else she is definitely not going to be able to make it out in time for Pain for Pride next weekend! The whole match is in jeopardy!!!
(Voltage fades away from ringside.)
(FADE IN: The video package starts out at a distant shot of a figure in front of a lighting fixture as faint smoke billows from the back, slowly zooming in until it takes off at a breakneck pace before coming to a sudden halt in front of the person, revealing the figure to be the EAW World Champion, Malcolm Jones! Studio shots are shown of him taking on different poses with and without the EAW World Championship as off-screen commentary from commentators hyping him and his performances play over music set to go along with it. It continues to play, even as the footage cuts to Malcolm Jones during his time in EAW’s NEO and the Gawd Complex before making his arrival to REVOLT! Pro Wrestling in his first match against Carter Harris with footage of the match playing.)
James Peters: (off-screen, voiceover) Malcolm is a guy that we know can go. He’s a guy that is going to stabilize Revolt with his performance inside the ring and his animated personality outside of it.
(Malcolm is shown winning the match over Carter, before transitioning into scenes of his pursuit of the REVOLT! Tag Team Championships with Chris Elite, collectively known as the Blicky Boyz. This leads to Malcolm crossing paths with Liquid Swords, of which is made up in part by his mentor, DEDEDE, from the Gawd Complex. While DEDEDE makes it clear that he sees Malcolm having a bright future in the industry, he lets it be known that he’ll have no problem preventing him and Chris from succeeding at his expense. The Blicky Boyz compete against Impact and DEDEDE at REVOLT 1 for the titles, but fail to win in the end. Malcolm is shown afterward continuing to compete and fighting for opportunities while coming up short in REVOLT! not long before it’s bought by EAW.)
Narrator: With someone who’s so clearly got the makings of a star that even the company’s chairman can’t overlook it, it seems that there’s only one place to go and that’s straight to the top for Malcolm Jones! A Pain for Pride main eventer in just a short amount of time, Malcolm’s quest for stardom even takes him down a path against his own ally in a true test of loyalties – and Malcolm’s sure to put himself first.
(Footage cuts to Malcolm, now in EAW as a result of REVOLT!’s purchase by the company, and it doesn’t take long for him at all to find himself in a position to compete for the World Heavyweight Championship after winning a No Way Out Match at Fighting Spirit: Tokyo in 2018. With that win, it only gets more interesting from there as ally Chris Elite had retained the World Heavyweight Title earlier in the night. In a twist of events, and now a smash cut in the footage, Malcolm is revealed to be behind the attack of Big Mike, Chris Elite’s friend and security, after having secretly called for an attack on more of Elite’s group that he would run off and “try” to put a stop to before the reveal. Malcolm explains his intentions for turning on Chris ahead of Pain for Pride, where in a bloody, chaotic World Title match, Malcolm Jones ultimately ends up losing.)
Narrator: Malcolm isn’t one to sit around and wait for anything to come to him; he’s someone who goes out there and makes the opportunities for himself, knowing that he’ll have it in him to get what he’s laid claim to.
(Malcolm is then shown going into Season 12 alongside then-Astraea Jordan, who he wins the Unified Tag Team Championships with over Cameron Ella Ava and DEDEDE. While being shown having defended against various teams and doing it successfully, it’s once they lose that Malcolm calls the team – and the relationship – quits to pursue his own goals. Malcolm finds success in defeating Heart Break Boy for the Interwire Championship, the first title win in his career, and then securing a win over Impact at Wicked Games after weeks of the two of them getting into verbal exchanges across Voltage and Showdown.)
Narrator: Rising up through the ranks and establishing himself as a star with talents like no other, it’s really no question as to why Malcolm’s always had eyes on him no matter what it was he was doing.
(Malcolm continues to be successful during his Interwire Title run, going as far as to represent Showdown in a fatal four-way at Road to Redemption where the winner bypasses the King of Elite tournament rounds and takes their place right in the finals. Malcolm not only wins the match at Road to Redemption but ultimately goes on to win in the King of Elite finals, setting himself up for a huge opportunity while still having one reign going that he continues with into 2019, proving to handle all the pressure on him with his continued success. )
Narrator: And while some good things don’t always last, one door getting shut on him because of an up-and-rising future star that’s come to be entangled with now doesn’t mean that all was lost, or that he’d lost his touch – Malcolm knew then just like now exactly all that he’s made of.
(Malcolm’s success sees a bump in the road, however, as he meets the up-and-coming Drake King of the Revolution at Under Siege where the Interwire Championship and the loser’s participation in Grand Rampage are on the line. The Revolution proves to be too much for Malcolm, as they attack him during the match making way for Drake King’s victory. But Malcolm isn’t put off at all, making sure that his King of Elite victory isn’t forgotten as he goes to other brands to take on their competition. Clips of Malcolm taking on Jamie O’Hara on Dynasty in a match that ends with interference, and a separate match against Visual Prophet on Voltage that ends with Malcolm being victorious.)
Narrator: Throwing himself into the fire, Malcolm’s will and determination are forged in the ring with demands of wanting competition, wanting to face the biggest stars – and Malcolm holds nothing back as he knows that, one day, he’ll have his name and legacy put at the top and that he took no shortcuts or easy rides to get there.
(TLA seems set to use his Openweight Championship victories on the EAW World Championship held by Ahren Fournier, but Malcolm has his own plans of using his own guaranteed shot before TLA. By Hawk’s decision, things are seemingly set for a triple threat until Chris Elite’s insertion makes it a fatal four-way for Grand Rampage with the title on the line. There, Malcolm wins his first World Title to have shutdown critics and doubters that wanted to question him, his style, and approach to the business.)
Narrator: A King truly with the crown, he’s at the top and with no intention of coming down for anyone – not even for an old friend in a main event that the world witnessed his own downfall in, as he and Chris Elite clashed once again for Malcolm to show off just how far he’d come in his efforts to main event a second time.
(After defending against Ahren Fournier in a rematch at Wrath of the Dragon, Malcolm aims to move on ahead but finds himself retracing his steps to a Pain for Pride main event against Chris Elite – only this time with himself as the World Champion in the scenario. Even Chris can’t deny Malcolm’s ability, saying that it’s clearer than ever that Malcolm was meant for more than NEO… but he’s got no intention of Malcolm making that point off of him after having defeated him before. We see the two of them get into heated verbal remarks about each other and a brawl at a press conference in the lead-up to their 3 Stages of Hell Match. With a 2-1 score, we see Malcolm Jones retaining over Chris at Pain for Pride and celebrating, having been the one to come out on top this time.)
Narrator: But on a wave of success, there’s the unfortunate chance of getting knocked off the top and power-hungry, manipulating people aren’t quiet about bringing you down to get what they want at your expense.
(Malcolm goes into Voltage of Season 13 the EAW World Champion, and he seems set to handle everything that the challenging Charlie Marr wants to throw at him. It certainly doesn’t help that Veena, one of the acting authority figures at the time, is on Charlie’s side. But Malcolm being Malcolm is prepared to go against all the odds in place against him…. and it certainly seemed that way until Veena would cost him the EAW World Championship to hand it to Charlie Marr as the replacement referee at Bloodsport, where she also ends up firing Malcolm for brutalizing her immediately after in a vicious attack!)
Narrator: For those same people though, when they thought it was over and all was safe and clear, they forget they’re dealing with someone who doesn’t stay down for long and comes back swinging not just to get even but to get over on everything that’d been taken from them.
(After missing practically half the season as a result of his actions, Malcolm surprises the world when he shows up at Road to Redemption during the EAW World Championship Extreme Elimination Chamber Match where Andrea Valentine and the reigning champion, Charlie Marr, are the last two standing. Malcolm’s mere arrival to the stage is enough to throw off Charlie, ultimately assisting Andrea in bringing down Charlie for her to win the match. Malcolm is far from finished with Charlie though, once again helping Andrea defeat Charlie at Shock Value as the guest referee to get more payback over Charlie. Things between Charlie and Malcolm get out of hand though when Charlie costs Malcolm a match against Andrea for the EAW World Championship, and Captain Charisma acknowledges this, setting Malcolm and Charlie up for a Barbed Wire Massacre Match at Pain for Pride!)
(Things continue to heat up between Malcolm and Charlie, seeing Malcolm act as the referee once again for another one of Charlie’s matches. What the two of them have to say about each other does literally nothing to put the other off from wanting to compete – and that’s just what the EAW Universe wants. At Pain for Pride, the two compete in a vicious, brutal match-up in a long-awaited one-on-one that everyone has been anticipating since Malcolm’s return that season. In a bloody contest that holds nothing back, Malcolm succeeds over Charlie, getting retribution for the wrongs made against him at the very start of Season 13.)
Narrator: When one story ends, sometimes we find ourselves going back to old favorites, old faces – and in this case, faces from the past who’ve long since grown and showed themselves to be the new competition needed for a whole new season.
(Season 14 kicks off with Malcolm running into TLA when TLA tries to recruit Malcolm’s girlfriend, Keisha, to the Poon Palace and Malcolm’s having none of it. Malcolm holds nothing back as the weeks go by about how sees TLA as a charity case and a joke, and that TLA won’t be able to handle him at Bloodsport in their Exploding Barbedwire TLC Match that ends up coming with the opportunity to lead the Voltage War Games team. Malcolm ends up winning this with the help of the returning Drake King. As Malcolm and Drake go into Territorial Invasion with Darcy May Morgan on their side, Team Voltage seems to have it all won until Drake’s own actions cost the team and leads to their downfall as Team Dynasty takes advantage to win. Malcolm is far from being ready to let this go, even turning his attention to Darcy at one point where it leads to those two having a match at Wicked Games that ends with Malcolm’s victory in controversial fashion. But the controversy doesn’t end, as Malcolm shows up during Drake’s match against TLA in a Barbed Wire Massacre Match to cost Drake a victory! Things between them continue to escalate when Malcolm puts attention Sierra Bradford, Drake King’s girlfriend, attempting to injure her only for Drake to come and crack him over the head with a chair to put a stop to it.)
Narrator: But some stories stick with us longer than expected, sometimes new pages get written and added for whole new epic tales to come playing out for the world to see.
(After being made to miss his chance at becoming a Unified Tag Team Champion with Chris Elite after going through the Tag Team Grand Prix, Malcolm returns to Shock Value to cost Drake King the chance at becoming the EAW World Champion. But his returning moment wasn’t so welcomed by then-reigning champion, Terry Chambers, who’s frustrated that Malcolm interfered and subsequently helped him retain over Drake and SOSA Henderson despite the assistance being unasked for. Malcolm doesn’t care, instead putting his focus onto Terry and wanting to become a World Champion again which leads to them meeting at Grand Rampage with the EAW World Title on the line; Malcolm’s EAW World Championship victory comes at the FPV just ahead of Drake King winning the Grand Rampage Match.)
Narrator: Once a battle for the Interwire Championship, comes now as a full-blown collision for higher stakes than ever before and someone’s set to lose it all in this ongoing war that could only ever reach its conclusion on the biggest stage of the biggest shows that anyone’s ever witnessed.
(The video package video picks up with Malcolm hot off his EAW World Championship win on Voltage, and being ready to face what’s to come next. He’s anticipating Drake King using the championship shot he’s won to face him at Pain for Pride and EAW fans are prepared to see him kick the shit out of Drake. However, Malcolm and the rest of the world are met with a huge swerve when Drake announces that Voltage won’t be having a main event at the biggest show of the year: he has no plans on using his Grand Rampage victory to go after a World Championship or main event match. In the absolute confusion of it all, Captain Charisma scrambles to somehow set up to find a resolution, while Malcolm continues on ahead of a match against Rex at Battle of Egypt: Clash in Cairo with the EAW Championship on the line and after retaining over Rex, Malcolm lets it be known that he’ll fight anyone at Pain for Pride for the title if Drake won’t show up.)
(But Drake announces he has other plans: while he doesn’t want the EAW World Championship itself, he’ll compete at Pain for Pride if Malcolm Jones puts his career on the line! Everyone is obviously apprehensive and naturally, Captain Charisma doesn’t want to run the risk of losing one of his – and EAW’s – biggest stars, but he’ll agree to it if Malcolm does. In a turn of expectations, Malcolm Jones agrees to this but not without a stipulation of his own: Drake has to put New Eden on the line and, should Drake lose, New Eden must disband. It’s a wild moment that has everyone on the edge of their seats, and it only gets crazier when Minerva comes dragging out Keisha! Drake puts all the blame on Malcolm for taking it to this point as Minerva has Keisha set up to be powerbombed over the edge of the stage… until Malcolm reveals that Keisha is pregnant!)
(In the drama unfolding, Myles surprises Malcolm with an attack! Drake and Myles gang up on Malcolm in the ring while Keisha is forced to watch from the outside as Minerva holds her to keep her from interfering. Drake and Myles continue the assault, attacking him relentlessly until they’ve finally decided that they’ve gotten their point across. Keisha hurries over to Malcolm, the only sound as the color drains from the footage are her sobs after Drake accepts to the stipulation of New Eden’s disbandment being on the line as well before the footage fades to black.)
Narrator: Is this the end for one of EAW’s most transcendent stars ever?
(An explosion of color and shattering sound before “Scenario” by Pop Smoke begins to play brings the package back to life with in-ring footage of Malcolm Jones – various moves being struck by him, moments of celebrations after wins, his entrances to big events and FPVs, as well as instances of him raising championships he’s won throughout his career.)
Narrator: Or does Malcolm Jones have it in to meet the moment and overcome it all?
(Moments and scenes continue to go by, various footage along the way among plenty of other footage showing Malcolm taking on DEDEDE at Christmas in Dubai and winning upon outsmarting him in the end; brutalizing and bloodying Charlie Marr in the matches that the two of them would have together from the previous season; going right after the likes of Impact and Heart Break Boy when Malcolm was working on going up the EAW ladder, while displaying throughout his time that he’s always been out for himself and his own success without sacrificing what he’s wanted to stand for.)
Narrator: A World Champion, a King of Elite, an undeniable star – Malcolm Jones has solidified himself as one of the greatest in the world for a reason, and with it all on the line at Pain for Pride with EAW, his own and EAW’s fans, and his own family all counting on him, Malcolm has the world watching. And if there’s anything that’s stayed true about Malcolm, it’s that as he thrives in the ring with all eyes on him: he’s never to be counted out.
(The last image is a slow-motion shot of Malcolm coming to raise the EAW World Championship in the middle of the ring, silence coming over the video package except for the sound of a roaring crowd that’s slowly beginning to fade out along with the ending of the video. Once the crowd’s cheering is gone and the video has faded out to black, the video package comes to a close.)
(Promotional ad for Malcolm Jones versus Drake King for the EAW Championship at Pain for Pride.)
(Voltage returns from commercial, with the ring empty and the virtual crowd waiting in anticipation of what’s to come next when “ULTRAnumb” by Blue Stahli begins to play and Cameron Ella Ava makes her way out to the ring to a roaring reception, the former Answers World Champion making her way down the ramp.)
James Peters: Things between Rex and Cameron have gotten quite interesting after last week, when Rex threw her into the steps at ringside!
Persephone: Serves her right! She really thought she’d get away with hitting MY Sexy Rexy?! She’s fucking insane!
Rich Russillo: I don’t believe it was intentional though from the look of things; Cameron didn’t even see where she was swinging! But she paid the price for it, as regardless of how it happened, that’s twice now she’s struck Rex and I wouldn’t expect anyone to let that slide.
(Cameron comes around ringside and grabs a microphone before entering the ring, a smile on her face as her music slowly dies down. Coming to stand at the middle of the ring, Cameron sighs into the microphone having gotten her thoughts together.)
Cameron Ella Ava: I said I wanted to come back and face the best inside this ring that there was to offer, and I meant every word of it! Whether that was getting in the ring with Darcy, facing off against any of New Eden despite all their insane goals to try to take over – I wanted to come back and get in the ring to accomplish what I knew I could do. I mean, when anyone sits back and truly considers the way I went out, would anyone be satisfied with that for themselves?
(Cameron’s expression reads as the answer to her own question as she shakes her head, scoffing at the idea of letting herself be put on the sidelines because of a crazy Equalizer.)
Cameron Ella Ava: I was never going to be satisfied with that. Yes, I was pregnant, and yes, I took an Equalizer from DEDEDE – all of which would’ve made other people consider permanent retirement as well, but as I was watching Jamie from home with our child, it was hard to shake the feeling that I could just let that last match of mine be it. I had worked tirelessly to be the woman on top, I pushed myself for years to finally be where I wanted to be and where I’d watched people ascend to before me just to see them fade out into nothing. For years, I had to “wait my turn”, listen to people tell me that “my time was coming” all on repeat all because it was just assumed that these other people had something I didn’t. What people failed to realize or did but wanted to put attention on these shiny new toys, is that all the while, Cameron Ella Ava is who should’ve been the one as the focal point. It’s me who’s the centerpiece. I’ve been dedicated, I’ve been loyal, and I’ve always worked hard – and I see those same traits in my Pain for Pride opponent.
(The crowd cheers at the mention of Rex, which Cameron acknowledges with a nod of her head.)
Cameron Ella Ava: I know Rex to be one of the hardest working people in this company, and it’s admirable how no matter the circumstances that he’s dealt with, he brings it every time. It’s one of the reasons that I want to face him at Pain for Pride, because I know that he’s got something in him to want to prove that he can get back to the main event spot that he’s sought out since returning this season. And last week? I got the message loud and clear that he’s not going to be holding back. But about that, Rex, I do have to say that me hitting you? It was a complete accident; I thought you were Drake still coming for me during the match after he threw me over the commentary table. I mean, you should know that when we’re caught up in the moment like that, when we’re fighting with everything we’ve got and there happen to be bystanders that-
(“Champion” by Barnes Courtney comes to take over, interrupting Cameron and the crowd cheers the arrival of the former EAW World Champion! Rex makes his way out onto the stage with a microphone in hand.)
Persephone: Finally someone comes out to put a stop to these bullshit lies and excuses coming from this fucking whore in the ring! All I really need to hear right now is how Rex plans on demolishing this bitch at Pain for Pride like he should!
James Peters: Cameron isn’t going to let Rex “demolish her” at Pain for Pride, and I believe everyone knows that. These two are two tough competitors, and they’ll surely throw everything that they’ve got at one another.
Persephone: Better yet, he should sideline Cameron right now, leaving Captain Charisma with no choice but to add Rex to the EAW World Title match! I mean, what’s he gonna do, leave his BIGGEST star off a Pain for Pride card?!
Rich Russillo: You’re… really something.
James Peters: What do you see in her? :skip:
(Rex continues up the steps and gets into the ring, his music fading out as he stands across from Cameron.)
Cameron Ella Ava: Look, I meant what I said about last week being an accident-
Rex McAllister: Maybe things did get a little caught up in the moment last week, but after you cost me my match against your sister, Cameron, how could you really expect me to react? I’m not saying that I hate you for what you did to a point of no return – that’s not what I was saying with what I did at all last week, but I responded the way I felt I needed to. You made your statement against me during my match and I felt compelled that I should do the same after you threw that punch – I believe that should make us even, but I’m not going to come out here and apologize endlessly for it.
Cameron Ella Ava: I mean, I wasn’t expecting you to; I came out to just make sure that I could clear the air and make sure that there was no bad blood brewing between us.
Rex McAllister: There was never any crazy hostility between us, Cameron, and I’d like to think that everyone knows that. It was always going to be my intention to go into our match on the grounds that it’d be respectful, hard-hitting, and something to remember – but I’ve always had intentions of winning. I’m happy and eager to face you at Pain for Pride all this time after our EAW World Championship match from years ago at Wrath of the Dragon, but I’m not gonna be holding back and I’m glad you got the message last week.
Cameron Ella Ava: I mean, I didn’t really get a say in the matter, but I hear you :mjgrin:
Rex McAllister: So then, you know that when we’re in the ring, I’ll be coming at you even harder than what happened last week. I think it’s great that you’re stepping back into the ring and wanting to show that you’ve got intentions of being the amazing, capable competitor that we all got to see you become – but I’m gonna be better, Cam. That’s not a knock, that’s not a diss, but that’s just the way it’s gonna be at the end of the day because I want to go into Pain for Pride knowing that I left it all out there and showed that there’s still a whole hell of a lot more for me to accomplish. If I had to do that by having a bit of a throwback match all while knowing it’ll be something new with how far we’ve both come and all that we’ve both learned, then so be it. I’m looking forward to it.
(Cameron nods her head understandingly before raising her microphone.)
Cameron Ella Ava: I’m glad to hear that, Rex, truly! Like I said, I know people see you as a standard for all that it takes to succeed in an industry like ours and I admire that. Some people wouldn’t be able to take all that you’ve gotten through and still been here to be the testament not just to the kind of competitor you but the person you are. I know I’m dealing with someone who’s passionate about this, someone who truly wants to elevate the work they’re doing and build upon it every time with anyone they’re in the ring with – but come Pain for Pride, Rex, you’re not getting into that ring with just anyone.
Cameron Ella Ava: Like I told you: often imitated but NEVER duplicated. And there’s not a woman or man out there who can do what I can in the way that I do it, and I suppose you could call that the Goddess’ Touch. 😉 But it’s true. There’s no one who could have dealt with all that I did last year and then gotten up from it all – that Equalizer from DEDEDE, my pregnancy and childbirth – deciding to get back into the ring being as sure as I was and am about wanting to compete at the level that you should expect to get out there in the ring at Pain for Pride from me. There’s so much more for me to accomplish in the ring, so much more for me to rise up to and I plan on making that statement as the best against one of the best. There might not be anything personal between us, Rex, but it’s damn sure personal for me on my end of things when it comes all this match means for me. Much like with Darcy, I’m back in this ring to prove that Cameron Ella Ava’s story isn’t done, that the story of this Goddess isn’t finished, and how defeating you at Pain for Pride is going to be the start of a whole new chapter in my career. It’ll be something that would make 19-year-old Cameron proud to see-
Rex McAllister: With all due respect, 19-year old Cameron Ella Ava’s dream doesn’t mean shit to me.
(In contrast to Rex’s stoic, unfazed expression, Cameron looks a bit taken aback, her eyebrows raised in surprise while Persephone can be heard giggling excitedly into the microphone of her headset.)
Rex McAllister: I’m not trying to be malicious, I’m not saying that to make you doubt yourself or anything – all I’m saying is that I’m not thinking about what you want, Cameron. I know you want a fight, I know you want to go to war in that ring with me and you or anyone else who wanted to face me were always going to get that – but when it comes down to it, I’ll be thinking about myself. I’ll be thinking about what I need to do to succeed on the big stage and I plan on doing that at your expense, no matter what it takes and I’ve got intentions of bringing it all and then some. I’m sure while you were sitting at home and watching me compete against your sister, Ms. Extreme, you saw her taking me to my limits in an insane match at Shock Value. I’ll always appreciate the fight Ms. Extreme gives me every time – it’s why I always look forward to facing off against her whenever we’re on opposite sides of the ring – but you had to have seen how far we went, and it still wasn’t enough from either of us. Just like I’m sure she would’ve, I could’ve kept going just the same had it been our decision but unfortunately, it didn’t come down to that. But this one? This match between you and me? It’s gonna come to what I do for a victory.
Rex McAllister: We won’t have the extras of an Electrified Ironman Match, there’s no championship on the line – but I don’t need all that to be at my best. I can perform at my highest level no matter the situation – all I need is a reason and a ring to go out and deliver like I know I’ll have to, and you put yourself right in the line of fire. Last week when you went into the ring steps, what I let you know is that I’ve got no reason to hold back, nothing to think twice about doing against you regardless of all you’ve been through – and that’s ultimately what I hope you and everyone else took from that. You were always going to get my best, Cameron, but come Pain for Pride, you just might end up leaving from there questioning how much further you could’ve been willing to go.
Cameron Ella Ava: I promise you, Rex, you don’t need to remind me of your amazing battles with Camille; she’s always going on about how those matches could’ve gotten even better reviews than they already did if she’d been allowed a knife. But as everyone is going to find out against me, I won’t need all that myself, either. Truth be told, I’m glad this is happening as it is: it’ll be based on pure will, pure determination. And what better way to show how all of that for me has only grown over all this time? That my career is only going to rise as I go on competing into next season?
(Cameron steps forward, approaching Rex as he listens with a grin. As she stands just in front of him though, Cameron smirks as she looks to him.)
Cameron Ella Ava: But in no way will I be the one questioning what more I could’ve done or what more I could’ve brought to table, because I’m not gonna be the one with the questions to answer at the end of it all when it comes to a loss. That way, it won’t be a question of whether I’ve got it in me or not to go and achieve these big wins, it’ll just be known that I can and that’s a message that everyone’s going to be able to understand. But you, Rex? You said you were kind of skeptical about if I can keep performing how I’ve been or if I could really have what it takes to get the job done against you at Pain for Pride, but after last week, I can honestly say that you’ll know it when I’m knocking you flat on your ass.
(Rex nods his head in an understanding manner, knowing that Cameron’s reignited fire for having gotten back into the ring is obvious.)
Rex McAllister: Well-
James Peters: WONDER WOMAN PUNCH!!!
Persephone: WHAT THE FUCK?!
Rich Russillo: CAMERON DIDN’T EVEN LET REX FINISH AS SHE JUST KNOCKED HIM DOWN TO THE MAT! REX IS HOLDING HIS JAW BUT CAMERON’S GETTING IN SOME KICKS WHILE REX IS DOWN AND NOW SHE’S GETTING HIM UP AND TAKING HIM OVER INTO THE CORNER OF THE RING!!
Persephone: WHAT THE FUCK?! THIS IS ASSAULT! CALL THE POLICE! WHAT’S SHE SO MAD FOR?! WHAT HAPPENED LAST WEEK IS ALL HER FAULT ANYWAY!!
James Peters: CAMERON’S LETTING HIM KNOW THAT THAT WASN’T COMING WITHOUT HER GETTING THE FINAL STRIKE IN! CAMERON BRINGS HIM OUT THE CORNER AND GOES TO LIFT HIM! SHE’S ABOUT TO PUT THE EXCLAMATION POINT ON THIS-
Rich Russillo: REX THROWS AN ELBOW TO THE SIDE OF HER HEAD! CAMERON CAN’T HOLD HIM UP WITH ALL HIS FIGHTING!! REX COMES DOWN HER BACK BEHIND HER AND CAMERON TURNS AROUND-
Persephone: REX EFFECT!!!! YAAAAAAAASSSSSSS!!! REX SPIKES THIS WHORE ON HER HEAD AND SHE’S LAID OUT IN THE RING!!!
(Rex gets to his feet while Cameron remains unmoving on the mat, unconscious while he looks down on her. A smile forms on his face and he shrugs his shoulders, having gotten the better of this exchange before he leaves from the ring.)
James Peters: We all know Cameron to be a tough competitor who wants to let nothing get past her, and her competitive nature truly seemed to shine here as she clearly wanted to let Rex know that last week’s altercation wouldn’t go unanswered, but Rex got her with the Rex Effect!
Persephone: AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! STUPID BITCH!!!!!
Rich Russillo: These two aren’t going to be holding back at Pain for Pride, and like they said, there may be no title on the line but sometimes all anyone needs to put on an amazing match is a great opponent – and these two are getting that from the other! Rex versus Cameron isn’t the match to miss!
Persephone: As if ANY Rex match could be skipped? It’s literally a crime. And I’m sure as fuck not about to miss Rex putting yet another bitch who thought she could be better than him down for the fucking count.
(Rex leaves up the entrance ramp, once again shrugging his shoulders with a smile still on his face knowing that Cameron certainly tried to get one over on him just before Pain for Pride only for him to get the better of her. While Cameron is still laid out in the ring, the scene fades out.)
(The camera fades backstage once again, and this time we see James Peters standing in front of the camera. The virtual crowd begins to cheer in anticipation for what James has to say, and James has a smile on his face as he prepares to give his favorite Voltage match of the season.)
James Peters: Ladies and gentlemen, tonight we’ve been able to see a ton of really good matches that highlights exactly what Voltage has been all about this season, but we also can’t forget where we started. Our first free-per-view of the season was Bloodsport, and I don’t think we can have a conversation about the best matches of the season without mentioning the opening match of the show in Malcolm Jones versus TLA in an Exploding Tables, Ladders and Chairs match. This may have been the first Voltage free-per-view match of the season, but this match definitely set the standard for what followed, and it’s not a surprise when you consider the two Elitists in the match. The current EAW Champion Malcolm Jones and the current National Elite Champion TLA once battled it out in one of the most unique TLC matches we’ve seen yet, and it wasn’t for any Championship, but instead for a Unique Opportunity. With these two putting their lives on the line along with something nobody could’ve expected near the end of the match, Malcolm Jones versus TLA was a fantastic way to truly kickoff the season, and I don’t think a match like that will ever be forgotten. Malcolm and TLA are without a doubt two of the best Elitist we had on the roster this season, and this match back at Bloodsport proved exactly why they’re where they are now. Without any further adieu, let’s check out the match!
[SCREENBAR – BLOODSPORT 2020]
(DING!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
(And the first match of Bloodsport is on. TLA and Malcolm Jones have a face off in the middle of the ring, standing chest to chest, nose to nose before they both look up at the Unique Opportunity briefcase that Captain Charisma has placed for incentive in the match. They stare up at it for a second before they quickly side out of the ring, avoiding the barbed wire boards, grabbing a chair, and sliding back in.)
James Peters: TLA and MJ wasting no time, they both grabbed weapons, and once again this is a stare down like two gunmen ready to draw their pistols but in this case the weapon of choice is a chair. They have not done anything yet as the crowd is starting to go wild, the Poons are clapping, everyone is waiting in anticipations… AS THEY BOTH STRIKE WITH CHAIRS! THEY ARE HAVING A STAND OFF! SLAMMING THE CHAIRS AGAINST ONE ANOTHER, NO! TLA WITH A JAB TO THE STOMACH OF MJ!
CRACK!!!!
James Peters: TLA SLAMMED THE CHAIR ON THE BACK OF MALCOLM’S BACK! MJ IS TO ONE KNEE! TLA STEPPING BACK, HE THROWS THE CHAIR AT MJ’S HEAD! TLA WITH A LEG DROP! HE ROLLS BACK ON HIS FEET, ANOTHER LEG DROP! HE ROLLS BACK ON HIS FEET AND A THIRD LEG DROP! HE IS LOOKING UP AT THE BRIEFCASE, AS TLA PICKS UP MJ, HE GOES TO THROW HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE ON TO THE BARBED WIRE EXPLODING BOARDS!
Rich Russillo: TLA is going for this early! BUT MJ HANGS ON TO THE ROPES! A vicious elbow by MJ on TLA! And Another, TLA is backing up, MJ running against the ropes, RUNNING SWINGING NECKBREAKER RIGHT ON THE CHAIR! MJ now grabs TLA, HE IS GOING TO THROW HIM OUT OF THE RING! NO! TLA HANGS ON! AN ELBOW TO THE GUT! MJ STAGGERS BACK, TLA WITH AN ENZIGURI! MJ IS DOWN! TLA sliding under the ropes, he is going to grab a ladder! He slides the ladder in, and now he is going after another ladder!? He grabs that one, and slides it in, now TLA is grabbing a Table!? He slides that into the ring as well, and another table, this time he slides back in with it, setting the tables in opposite corners, now he has the ladders setting one upright, but the other…. He waits for MJ to get up…. SLAMMING THE LADDER IN HIS MIDSECTION! SLAMMING IT AGAIN! SLAMMING IT AGAIN! MJ FALLS TO THE MAT, TLA Picks him up, lifting him up to a sitting position on the top rope, TLA now… WEDGES THE LADDER BETWEEN THE ROPES IN THE CORNER, what the hell is he doing!? Now he is climbing the top rope, HE HAS MJ IN A HURRICANRANA POSITION!? THIS EARLY IN THE MATCH HE IS LOOKING TO END THIS!
Persephone: GOOD! End it early!
James Peters: CAN HE PULL IT OFF! TLA WITH A HURRICANRANA ON THE LADDER! MJ’S HEAD CRACKED RIGHT ON THE STEEL! AS TLA ALSO TOOK A SHOT TO THE KNEES BUT HE DOESN’T CARE! THESE MEN ARE ALREADY PUTTING THEMSELVES THROUGH ABSOLUTE HELL! MJ looks hurt, TLA is now trying to capitalize, he is looking right at the briefcase, slowly getting to the ladder, we might have an ending to this match right here as TLA is climbing the ladder! He is getting to the top, just a few more rungs and he can reach the briefcase!
SMACK!!!!!
Persephone: HOLY APHRODITE! WAS THAT A FLYING CHAIR THAT JUST HIT TLA IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD!?
James Peters: MJ OUT OF DESPERATION JUST THREW A CHAIR AT TLA AND IT CONNECTED! MJ IS NOW CLIMBING THE LADDER, HE HOOKS TLA FROM BEHIND…. GERMAN SUPLEX FROM THE TOP OF THE LADDER! HE JUST BROKE TLA IN HALF! BOTH MEN TOOK A FALL THOUGH! THE POONS ARE RUNNING TO CHECK ON TLA! MJ IS SLOW TO GET UP!
Rich Russillo: That is the beauty of this match and this FPV! The moment that two men like this go at it, and they will negate all stops! They have practically thrown caution to the wind and want the Unique Opportunity, whatever it maybe!
Persephone: Spa day? Dinner for two at Applebee’s? Maybe a WAWA Gas Card?
Rich Russillo: Really? I think Captain Charisma would do more than that, I think, he could be somewhat frugal. Anyway, MJ is back on his feet, he picks up TLA as the Poons try to help him, a forearm, another forearm, and another stiff right to the chest and neck! Whipping him into the corner with the WEDGED LADDER! TLA HITS HARD IN HIS MIDSECTION! BELLY TO BACK SUPLEX ON TLA! HE GRABS THE LADDER, WHICH WAS STILL UPRIGHT, FOLDING IT, PLACING HIS HEAD BETWEEN THE RUNGS, SPINNING AROUND, HE HITS TLA RIGHT IN THE FACE! HE CUT TLA! LA PANTERA IS BLEEDING AND IT LOOKS LIKE A PRETTY BIG GASH! MY GOD LOOK AT THE BLOOD!
Persephone: I think I’m going to be sick; this is disgusting.
James Peters: TLA IS BLEEDING PROFUSELY BUT LOOK AT MALCOLM! HE IS SPINNING AGAIN AND ANOTHER HIT ON TLA AS HE WAS TRYING TO GET TO HIS FEET! MALCOLM IS IN COMPLETE CONTROL OF THIS MATCH! TLA is down and this is Malcolm’s time to climb the ladder and get the briefcase and that is exactly what he is going to do! MJ is setting up the ladder! He is slowly starting to climb it, MJ is getting up there as TLA is on his knees now using the ropes to help himself up! Wait…. Look at Coco! The Poon!
Persephone: She’s taking her heels off!
(Coco slides in as Malcolm is halfway up the ladder, she climbs from the other side as the rest of the Poons cheer, TLA is now back to his feet.)
Rich Russillo: COCO PRACTICALLY SCALED THAT LADDER BAREFOOT! I DON’T KNOW IF MALCOLM IS IMPRESSED, SHOCKED OR BOTH BUT A POON IS ACTUALLY TRYING TO STOP MJ FROM GRABBING THE BRIEFCASE! THE LOYALTY OF THESE POONS! TLA IS A SPANISH GAWD! COCO HAS MALCOM’S ATTENTION FOR A BRIEF MOMENT! HE SHAKES HIS HEAD AND KESP CLIMBING, GOING FOR THE BRIEFCASE AND…… COCO WITH A POONACARANA ON MALCOLM JONES SENDING HIM OFF THE LADDER! THE POONS ARE PROTECTING TLA AND IT IS ALL LEGAL!!!
Persephone: Poonacarana…. You are so stupid but that was impressive, I’m actually getting into this match now.
(TLA starts to laugh with blood pouring down his face, Coco slides back out as Malcolm Jones is slow to get up, TLA grabs a chair and slides it under Malcolm.)
James Peters: TLA just slid a chair under Malcom, as he gets upright, TLA WITH A ZIGZAG ON THE CHAIR! THE BACK OF MJ’S HEAD HIT HARD AND TLA IS NOW IN CONTROL! He doesn’t take the advantage though; he wants to make sure that MJ is done! Picking him up, he whips him….
CRASH!!!!
James Peters: RIGHT INTO THE TABLE THAT WAS IN THE CORNER! MJ JUST BROKE THAT TABLE INTO PIECES AND NOW HE IS BURIED IN THE RUBBLE! TLA IS STAGGERING, THAT CUT MIGHT BE TOO MUCH FOR TLA. Wait…. He is telling his Poons to reach out under the ring? Jade takes out an extension cord?
Persephone: An extension cord?
Rich Rusillo: Amethyst is running behind us, she smells so good…..
Persephone: Settle down perv!
Rich Russillo: Amethyst, is plugging in the extension cord on our power strip under the announcer’s booth. I don’t like this. She gives the thumbs up. Jade and Onyx are reaching out from under the ring, they are pulling out….. WTF is that!?
Persephone: OH MY GOD!
James Peters: WE HAVE SEEN A LOT OF THINGS HERE IN THE EAW….. BUT WE HAVE A TORTILLA PRESS!!!!
(The Poons muscle the Tortilla Press on to the apron, the push it under the rope and plug it into the extension cord, within seconds the steam starts to bustle from the press as the Poons clap and TLA with a bloody face smiles, just before Coco grabs a towel and wipes his face.)
James Peters: I never thought I would say this, but there is a damn Tortilla Press in the ring! TLA is throwing all that debris from on top of MJ! He picks him up, slamming his head into the Tortilla Press, now TLA grabs MJ’s face…. Oh no…… TLA IS PRESSING MJ’S FACE LIKE HE’S MAKING A BURRITO IN CHIPOTLE! HE PRESSES HARD ON MALCOLM AS HE SCREAMS IN PAIN! HE IS MAKING A TORTILLA OUT OF HIS FACE! TLA FINALLY LET’S GO! THROWING MALCOLM BACK IN THE RING WHICH IS LITTERED WITH TABLES, LADDERS, CHAIRS AND A TORTILLA PRESS! LOOK AT TLA! HE IS LAUGHING! HE THINKS THIS IS FUNNY PRESSING AND STEAM BURNING A MAN’S FACE LIKE THAT! TLA IS PICKING UP MALCOLM, PIMP SLAP! RIGHT INTO A TORNADO DDT! MALCOLM IS DOWN AND NOW TLA IS PLACING THE LADDER BACK UP, HE IS GOING TO MERCIFULLY FINISH THIS! TLA IS CLIMBING, HE IS GETTING TO THE VERY TOP, HIS FINGERTIPS ARE REACHING THE BRIEFCASE…….MALCOM IS BACK UP! HE IS HOLDING THE LADDER AND IS STARTING TO ROCK IT BACK AND FORTH! TLA IS IN DANGER OF FALLING INTO THE EXPLODING BARBED WIRE! THE LADDER IS FALLING…. TLA IS GOING TO EXPLODE!
(The Ladder falls and TLA flies off……)
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Rich Russillo: TLA LANDS GROIN FIRST ON THE ROPES! HE EVADED THE EXPLODING BARBED WIRE! TLA IS SACRIFICED HIS JEWELS FOR HIS WHOLE BODY! HE WOULD HAVE EXPLODED LIKE A PINATA!
Persephone: That is so racist.
Rich: Shut up.
Persephone: Whateveeeeeeeeever! Let me call it here. TLA has his Poons checking on him and Malcolm is using this time to recover. Wait… MJ reaching out from the ring and scoops TLA up by the hair, he goes and RAMS HIM HEADFIRST INTO THE LADDER! TLA IS STAGGERING, HE IS HURT! HE IS…… oh boy….
Rich Russillo: NOW MALCOLM HAS TLA AND PICKS HIM UP FOR AN ATOMIC DROP….. RIGHT ON THE HOT TORTILLA PRESS! HE JUST STEAMED TLA’S ASS! HE MADE A TORTILLA OUT OF HIS BUTT CHEEKS! THE PAIN THAT MUST BE FELT BY TLA AND THE POONS ARE LOOKING ON IN HORROR!
(Malcolm kicks the Tortilla Press out of the ring, but unlatches the extension cord, wrapping it around TLA’s neck….)
James Peters: TLA IS BEING CHOKED OUT BY THE EXTENSION CORD! MALCOLM HAS IT WRAPPED TIGHT AROUND HIS NECK AND HE IS ACTUALLY TURNING BLUE! MJ IS NOT GOING TO STOP UNTIL HE RENDERS HIM UNCONSCIOUS AND CAN CLIMB THE LADDER HIMSELF! TLA IS GOING DOWN AND THERE IS NOTHING THE OFFICIALS CAN DO ABOUT IT! LOOK AT THE CRAZED LOOK ON MJ’S FACE…. AND…….
POP!
Persephone: A LOW BLOW BY ONE OF THE POONS! MALCOLM JONES IS FALLING LIKE A TREE!
Rich Russillo: ONYX WITH THE LOW BLOW FROM BEHIND! TLA WAS SAVED AGAIN BY HIS POONS AND THIS IS FANTASTIC! THE POONS ARE THERE TO MAKE SURE THAT MJ CANNOT AND WILL NOT CLIMB THAT LADDER AND TAKE THE BRIEFCASE! TLA is recovering now, starting to get his bearings, he sees MJ down, and smirks, grabbing the extension cord now, and WHIPPING MJ ON THE BACK WITH IT! HE IS TAKING THE HIDE OFF MALCOLM JONES! TLA WITH REPEATED WHIPS OVER AND OVER AS MJ IS TRYING TO ROLLOUT OF THE RING, HE GETS ON THE APRON AND TLA TRIES TO PUSH MJ OFF THE APRON AND ON TO THE BARBED WIRED EXPLOSIVE BOARD! MJ IS HANGING ON BY ONE HAND TLA IS TRYING TO PRY HIS FINGERS, BUT NO! MJ WITH A SHOULDER BLOCK! TLA STAGGERS BACK, MJ LEAPS OFF THE TOP OF THE ROPE WITH A HUGE FLYING CLOTHESLINE! TLA GETS RIGHT BACK UP AND MJ DELIVERS A PELE KICK! THAT KNOCKS TLA LOOPY AS MJ GRABS HIM AND HIP TOSS RIGHT ON THE OTHER TABLE LEANING AGAINST THE TURNBUCKLE! TLA IS BROKEN IN HALF ONCE AGAIN! MALCOLM JONES KICKS THE TABLE FRAGMENTS ON HIM OVER AND OVER!
James Peters: Malcolm Jones has lost it! He is grabbing the ladder once again, and is starting to slowly climb it, but what we need to keep attention on is the Poons who are outside the ring watching, all four circling the ring, they watch as MJ starts to climb up, Jade slides in, already kicked off her heels, and now she is about to climb….. wait…. KEISHA IS OUT HERE! SHE JUMPS OVER THE BOARD AND GRABS JADE’S FEETS, SLIDING HER OUT AND NOW KEISHA AND JADE ARE THROWING FISTS AT ONE ANOTHER! HERE COMES ONYX! SHE GRABS KEISHA FROM BEHIND THROWING HER INTO THE BARRIER! MJ SEES THIS, HE IS ALMOST AT THE TOP! TAKE THE BRIEFCASE MJ! TAKE IT!
Persephone: Here comes chivalry, how cute.
Rich Russillo: TLA IS STARTING TO GET BACK UP! MJ THOUGH FLIES OFF THE LADDER ON TOP OF THE TWO POONS BEATING UP HIS GIRL ON THE OUTSIDE! THAT MUST’VE BEEN LIKE TWENTY FEET!!!!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT!!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!!!
Rich Russillo: MJ JUST SACRIFICED THAT BRIEFCASE TO SAVE KEISHA! COCO JUST JUMPED ON MALCOLM’S BACK! SHE IS TRYING TO CLAW HIS EYES OUT, BUT HE FLIPS HER OVER BY THE HAIR! SHE LANDS HARD ON THE MATS! MJ IS PICKING UP COCO IN A POWERBOMB POSITION…. WHAT ARE YOU DOING MJ…… OH GOD NO…….
BOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!
James Peters: MALCOLM JONES JUST POWERBOMBED COCO ON TO THE EXPLODING BARBED WIRE BOARD AND SHE ALMOST LOOKS LIKE A WRECK! COVERED IN BARBED WIRE! SHE ISN’T MOVING AFTER THE IT EXPLODED MY GOD! IS THAT A FINGER I SEE!?
Persephone: Stop…. It’s her lipstick.
(The camera zooms in. Thankfully, it really is just a lipstick bullet. A Huda beauty lipstick bullet at that. :oh:)
Rich Russillo: COCO HAS BEEN TAKEN OUT OF THE EQUATION! THIS HAS BECOME POONAGRAPHIC MATERIAL HERE ON BLOODSPORT! MALCOLM TOOK OUT ONE OF THE POONS AND LOOK AT TLA! I HAVE NEVER SEEN HIM LIKE THIS BEFORE, HE JUMPS ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE…. CANNONBALL ON MJ! LANDING HARD ON THE GROUND! THE OTHER THREE POONS ARE CONCERNED WITH THEIR FALLEN CRISPY FRIED POON! HERE COMES KEISHA! SHE…. NO TLA WITH A SWAG SHOT ON KEISHA! THAT ALMOST KNOCKED HER OUT! NOW HE IS PICKING HER UP…. WHAT IS HE DOING, TLA WITH A GORILLA PRESS SLAM! HE HAS HER UP……
James Peters: HE DUMPS HER RIGHT ON MJ’S GROIN HEADFIRST! WAIT…. TLA IS PRESSING HER HEAD DOWN! NOW HE IS KICKINBG THE BACK OF HER HEAD!
Persephone: You go girl!
James Peters: HE IS LITERALLY USING KEISHA TO GIVE MALCOLM JONES….. HEAD…… BUTTS! KEISHA IS OUT, TLA DRAGS HER OFF AND PICKS UP MALCOLM BY THE LEGS, SWINGING HIM RIGHT INTO THE CORNER POST! MJ LOOKS TO BE BLEEDING NOW! HE IS CUT AND TLA NOW SEES HIS OPPORTUNITY TO DRAG MJ TO THE BOARD THAT ALREADY EXPLODED, HE RIPS SOME OF THE BARBED WIRE, WHAT IS HE TELLING AMETHYST?
(Amethyst quickly goes to his entrance gear and grabs his Pimp Cane. TLA take it, wrapping the barbed Wire around the cane.)
James Peters: HE WRAPPED THE BARBED WIRE AROUND THE CANE……
SLAM!!!!
SLAM!!!!!
Persephone: I think I’m going to vomit….
SLAM!!!!!
SLAM!!!!!
Rich Russillo: MALCOLM’S BACK LOOK LIKE A BUTCHERED COW! TLA HAS TORE THE FLESH OFF MALCOLM! LOOK AT HIS BACK! LOOK AT WHAT HE HAS DONE TO THAT MAN! TLA HAS LOST IT! AFTER HE SAW HIS POON TAKE A SHORT DIVE IN A LONG RIDE DOWN TO HER OWN RENDITION OF PLATOON, TLA HAS BEEN ON A RAMPAGE! TLA ROLLS MALCOLM BACK IN THE RING, HE GRABS A CHAIR, THROWS IT IN, ANOTHER, THROWS IT IN. TLA IS NOW ENTERING, HE’S PLACING MALCOLM’S HEAD BETWEEN THE TWO CHAIRS, IS HE GOING FOR…..
SLAM!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: …. THE CON-CHAIR-TO! HE JUST CRUSHED MALCOLM’S SKULL AND THIS HAS GOT TO BE IT! THIS IS OVER! TLA IS GRABBING THE LADDER, PLACING IT RIGHT IN THE CENTER OF THE RING, HE IS NOW CLIMBING IT! MJ IS NOT MOVING! TLA IS GOING TO WIN THIS!
Persephone: Good, we need to move on from this. The EMT’s are now coming out to take that Poon Fried Coco chick out on a stretcher. TLA sees that and look… he stopped. Why is TLA stopping, grab the frigging briefcase!
(TLA looks up at the Briefcase, then down on MJ who hasn’t moved, TLA instead positions himself off the ladder, just a few rungs from the top, he looks ready….)
James Peters: THE 420 OFF THE LADDER ON MALCOLM JONES!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: NO!!!! MJ GETS HIS KNEES UP OUT OF PURE DESPERATION! HOW THE HELL WAS HE STILL CONSCIOUS!?
James Peters: TLA IS WINDED! MALCOLM IS SLOWLY GETTING BACK UP TO HIS FEET! TLA TURNS RIGHT INTO THE C-NOTE! TLA WAS TORN IN HALF BY THAT SPEAR! MALCOLM NOW HAS A CHANCE, HE GETS UP SLOWLY, HOLDING HIS HEAD, ROLLING OUT OF THE RING, HE GOES TO CHECK ON KEISHA WHO IS BARELY NOW MOVING.
Persephone: Oh, my lord, just climb the damn ladder and finish this, please!?
James Peters: He is being chivalrous, something that TLA continued saying he wasn’t. He is picking up Keisha and carrying her to the back, we don’t know what he is doing, but TLA is being shaken by the remaining three Poons, Coco is already taken to the back! He is starting to get back up, TLA sees there is no Malcolm Jones, he starts to get up, he could do it right here! TLA is starting to climb, it looks like Onyx is blocking the entranceway, Amethyst and Jade are standing on the apron….. TLA is getting to the middle of the ladder…. HE IS GOING TO DO IT! HE IS GOING TO WIN THE UNIQUE OPPORTUNITY! HE…..
Rich Russillo: HERE COMES MALCOLM JONES BUT ONYX IS THERE AND MALCOLM SPEARS ONYX BREAKING HER IN HALF! JADE RUNS IN THE RING AS TLA IS REACHING UP FOR THE BRIEFCASE AND MALCOLM HITS SHAKE THE ROOM ON JADE AND SHE IS OUT COLD ROLLING OFF THE FLOOR, AMETHYST HOPS ON THE ROPE….. TLA REACHING FOR THE BRIEFCASE!!!!!!
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James Peters: MALCOM DROPPED KICKED AMETHYST IN MID-AIR!!!! TLA HAS A HOLD OF THE BRIEFCASE!!!! HE IS GOING TO WIN IT!!!! HE GOES TO PULL IT OFF!!!!!!
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Persephone: What the hell!?
James Peters: MALCOLM JONES SWEEPS THE LADDER OUT FROM UNDER TLA AND HE IS JUST HANGING THERE! HE IS HOLDING ON FOR DEAR LIFE, BUT FOR HOW LONG! TLA CAN’T HANG ONG FOR MUCH LONGER AND MALCOLM IS RIGHT UNDER HIM! TLA FALLS RIGHT INTO THE ARMS OF MALCOLM…… SPIN THE BLOCK!!!!!! SPIN THE BLOCK!!!!!! TLA LANDED RIGHT INTO THAT BEAUTIFUL POWERBOMB! TLA IS DOWN! ONYX IS STIRRING ON THE FLOOR, JADE ISN’T MOVING! WE HAVE POONS EVERYWHERE LAID OUT! AMETHYST IS OUTSIDE THE RING REGROUPING! MALCOLM IS NOT DONE! HE GRABS TLA, I THINK THIS IS IT! HE IS POINTING AT THE EXPLODING BARBED WIRE BOARD!
Rich Russillo: THIS COULD SPELL THE END OF THE MATCH! HE GRABS TLA AND THROWS HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE! NO!!!!! TLA LANDS ON THE APRON! MALCOLM WITH A HUGE RIGHT! TLA WITH A WEAK RIGHT! MALCOLM WITH ANOTHER HARD RIGHT! AND ANOTHER! TLA IS SPAGHETTI LEGGED! MALCOLM IS BACKING UP….. OH SHIT….. HE CHARGES IN WITH ANOTHER C-NOTE!!!!
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Persephone: AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!
BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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James Peters: OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AMETHYST PUSHED TLA OUT OF THE WAY AND TOOK THE C-NOTE RIGHT INTO THE EXPLODING BARBED WIRE BOARD! MALCOLM JONES BODY IS HALFWAY OUT OF THE RING BUT HE WAS ABLE TO STOP HIMSELF FROM FALLING WITH HER! HE SAYS THE LAID-OUT BLONDE SPRAWLED ALL OVER THE BARBED WIRE! THE SMOKE COVERING THE ARENA! AMETHYST IS FRENCH TOAST!
Rich Russillo: PUNT KICK BY TLA! MALCOLM TOOK ALL OF THAT AND FELL BACKWARDS! ONYX IS THE ONLY POON STANDING JADE STILL HASN’T MOVED AND AMETHYST SACRIFICED HERSELF FOR TLA, THAT IS WHAT BEING A POON IS ALL ABOUT! LOYALTY!
(TLA is looking down at his other fallen Poon, one of his favorites, anger and rage starts to flow on his face as he sees the EMT’s rush down to take care of his Poon. He gets back in the ring, grabbing the ladder, climbing the top rope….)
James Peters: TLA IS CLIMBING THE ROPES, HE HAS THE LADDER, PUTTING IT BEHIND HIS LEGS! LEG DROP WITH THE LADDER ON MALCOLM JONES! HE CRUSHED HIM UNDER THE LADDER! TLA IS PICKING HIM UP, MEXICAN DESTROYER!!!!! HE JUST HIT IT ON MALCOLM JONES! BUT WAIT…. HE IS NOT GRABBING THE LADDER, HE IS DRAGGING MALCOLM OUT OF THE RING, TO ONE OF THE TWO REMAINING BOARDS! I THINK TLA WANTS TO FINISH MJ FOR WHAT HE HAS DONE TO HIE POONS AND PUT THE EXCLAMATION POINT ON THIS MATCH!
Persephone: Just get the briefcase and finish this massacre!
Rich Russillo: I have to agree with Persephone here, TLA needs to just get that briefcase and finish this madness right now!
Persephone: You agree with me, wow…. That’s kind of sexy…. Ewww….
Rich Russillo: Ewwww is right. TLA is like a shark in the water smelling blood, he is saying something to Malcolm Jones.
(TLA holds MJ up right by the board…)
TLA: You wanna blow up my Poons, ese? I’m a finna do the same to you vato.
(TLA picks up Malcolm Jones for the Mexican Destroyer…)
James Peters: If TLA does this, he is going to be sacrificing his own body! He may take himself out also! TLA IS ABOUT TO PERFORM THE MEXICAN DESTROYER! NO! MALCOLM PICKS HIM UP IN A BACK-BODY DROP BUT TLA LANDS RIGHT ON HIS FEET AT THE EDGE OF THE BOARD! HE IS TRYING TO BALANCE HIMSELF… MALCOLM TURNS ….. HE IS ABOUT TO C-NOTE HIM….. ONYX JUMPS ON THE BACK OF MALCOLM! SHE STOPS HIM FROM PUSHING TLA ON THE BOARD! TLA CHARGES IN BUT MALCOLM KICKS HIM IN THE GUT, HE STAGGERS BACK AND MALCOLM FLIPS ONYX ON TLA……
Rich Russillo: C-NOOOOOOTTTTTEEEEE!!!!!
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Persephone: OH SHIT! COVER YOUR EARS!!!!
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BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Rich Russillo: ONYX HAS EXPLODED IN FRONT OF US! SHE WAS FLIPPED OVER AND TOOK THE BRUNT OF THE FALL FOR TLA!!!! TLA LANDED ON HER! HE IS SHAKEN UP! BUT HE IS MOVING AROUND! MALCOLM NOW GRABS THE BARBED WIRE! RIPPING IT FROM THE BOARD, AND THERE IS ONLY ONE EXPLODING BOARD LEFT! MALCOLM IS TYING THE BARBED WIRE AROUND HIS TAPED FIST! TLA IS SHAKING THE CRISPY FRIED POON BUT THE EMT’S SEE THEMSELVES READY TO COME BACK OUT HERE! TLA IS UNAWARE OF MALCOLM! TURN AROUND TLA!!!!
(TLA Turns around…..)
Rich Russillo: MALCOLM JONES WITH A RIGHT CROSS ON THE FACE OF AN ALREADY BLOODY TLA!!!!! HE HIT HIM RIGHT ON THE CHIN AND GASHED HIM OPEN! MALCOLM IS LIKE JOE LEWIS! A RIGHT TO HIS RIB CAGE, A JAB TO HIS CHEST! ANOTHER HOOK TO HIS ABDOMEN! HE IS LITERALLY TEARING HIM APART! TLA CANNOT TAKE MUCH MORE OF THIS! NO! HE BLOCKS MJ, AR-15! HE TOOK MJ’S HEAD OFF! TLA GRABS MJ AND THROWS HIM INTO THE PLEXIGLASS! RAMMING HIS HEAD OVER AND OVER! HE ISN’T WASTING ANY TIME WITH IT! TLA THROWS MALCOLM INTO THE STEEL STEPS!
Persephone: The final Poon is back up!
James Peters: Looks like Jade recovered from the vicious hit earlier, she is going under the rings, I don’t know what she is getting, but I imagine it will not be pretty. Throwing it in the ring, TLA rolls Malcolm under the ropes.
(TLA grabs the bag and empties out it’s context all over the mat as the fans gasp, Jade smiles and TLA nods….)
James Peters: WHAT IN THE HELL ARE THOSE!?
Rich Russillo: WHAT ARE THOSE!??!?
Persephone: Uh…. They are ACUPUNCTURE NEEDLES!!!!
James Peters: I HAVE SEEN IT ALL! TLA IS GRABBING A HAND FULL OF THOSE NEEDLES, MJ IS UP…. HE JUST STABBED MJ IN THE CHEST WITH THOSE NEEDLES! THERE MUST BE FIVE OR SIX OF THEM EMBEDDED IN HIS CHEST, BY GAWD!!!! TLA GRABS ANOTHER HANDFUL, HE STABS MALCOLM AGAIN WITH A HANDFUL OF THOSE NOW ON HIS OTHER CHEST!
Rich Russillo: TLA IS GRABBING ONE MORE…. WHAT THE HELL IS HE GOING TO DO WITH IT….. HE IS GOING TO PUNCTURE HIS EYE! WE ARE ACTUALLY GOING TO SEE A REAL EYEBALL GET RUPTURED! TLA GOES TO STAB HIM… NO!!!! MJ FIGHTS IT OFF!!!! TLA IS PRESSING HARD BUT MJ IS FIGHTING IT OFF AS HARD AS HE CAN! KICK TO THE MIDSECTION! TLA STAGGERS! MJ YANKS THE NEEDLES OUT OF HIS CHEST AND STABS TLA ON BOTH SHOULDERS!!!!!!
Persephone: How… I…… this better not happen to Rex!
James Peters: TLA IS IN A LOT OF TROUBLE! HE IS STAGGERING BACK, MJ HITS THE BUCK 50!!!! TLA IS DOWN AND NOW MALCOLM LOOKS TO GRAB THE LADDER AND PLACE IT UNDER THE BRIEFCASE! MALCOLM JONES IS FINALLY GOING TO GET IT…. NO HERE IS JADE! SHE KICKS MALCOM ON THE SIDE OF HIS HEAD! THE FIERY ASIAN STEPS BACK…. SUPERKICK…. NO! MJ CAUGHT HER FOOT! HE DRAGS HER TO THE ACUPUNCTURE NEEDLES!!!!
Rich Russillo: HE JUST RAMMED A NEEDLE ON THE BOTTOM OF HER FOOT! SHE IS SCREAMING IN PAIN! MALCOLM NOW GRABS A HANDFUL OF NEEDLES! HE TURNS HER OVER, OH JESUS….. RIGHT IN HER ASS CHEEKS! MALCOM HOISTS JADE UP IN THE AIR, RIGHT TOWARD THE LAST EXPLODING BARBED WIRE BOARD…..
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Persephone: The final Poon exploded. TLA is going to need a whole new set of Poons after this.
BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
BOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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James Peters: JADE IS NOW A CRUNCHY ROLL! SHE HAS BEEN DEEP FRIED AND THE LAST POON IS GONE! TLA IS BY HIMSELF NOW! LOOK AT MALCOLM! HE IS INCENSED, CLIMBING THE LADDER, BUT JADE DID ENOUGH TO GIVE TLA TIME TO GET RIGHT BACK UP! TLA RIPS THOSE NEEDED OUT! HE GOES TO THE OPPOSITE SIDE OF THE LADDER AND HE IS STARTING TO CLIMB IT, MALCOLM DOESN’T EVE REALIZE IT! HE IS UP ALMOST TO THE TOP! HERE IS TLA AT THE TOP OF THE LADDER TOO! TLA WOTH A RIGHT! MALCOLM WITH A RIGHT! TLA WITH A VERY MEXICAN UPPERCUT! MALCOLM WITH A RIGHT CROSS! TLA WITH A SLAM OF MALCOLM’S BLOODY HEAD INTO THE TOP OF THE STEEL LADDER!
Rich Russillo: THESE TWO BLOODY, BATTERED AND BRUISED MEN KNOW WHAT IS AT STAKE AND WHAT COULD BE IN THE BRIEFCASE! THEY ARE FIGHTING FOR THEIR LIVES RIGHT NOW AND ONE MOVE END THIS MATCH ONCE AND FOR ALL! MALCOM WITH ANOTHER RIGHT! TLA STUMBLES! MALCOLM REACHES UP FOR THE BRIEFCASE! HE IS READY TO UNHOOK IT….. NO! TLA NOW REACHES! HE HAS HIS HANDS ON IT! ONE OF THESE TWO MEN ARE GOING TO TAKE IT HOME! THEY ARE…..
(Suddenly the lights go out….)
Persephone: When did we become Dynasty? Or is it Minerva again?
Rich Russillo: I don’t think this is she, what is going on here!?
(Gold and white lights start to shine all over the arena like it has been on Voltage the last few weeks. The lights continue to flash as both men are still seen trying to grab the briefcase and then it goes dark again….)
James Peters: We have seen these lights before, but I….
(The sound of loud thunder is heard.)
James Peters: What the he….
(Then followed by lightning.)
Rich Russillo: … the fuc…..
(The sound of a LOUD EXPLOSION startles everyone….)
Persephone: They exploded!?
Rich Russillo: HOW!? THE LAST……W TF…..
(The lights suddenly come back on, smoke covers the ring but when it starts to clear, there standing at the top of the ladder is a man in a white and gold robe, arms stretched out, yes closed looking like the statue of Christ The Redeemer….)
James Peters: IT’S DRAKE KING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rich Russillo: DRAKE KING IS BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Persephone: …. Hallelujah.
James Peters: MALCOLM JONES AND TLA ARE BOTH DOWN AND OUT AT THE BOTTOM OF THE RING! DRAKE KING HAS OPENED HIS EYES LOOKING AROUND AT THE CROWD AND THEIR REACTION! WAIT…. HE IS SLOWLY LOOKING UP AT THE BRIEFCASE AND HE HAS UNLATCHED IT! DRAKE KING HAS THE UNIQUE OPPORTUNITY BRIEFCASE!
Rich Russillo: HE IS CLIMBING DOWN, LOOK AT HIM, DRAKE KING HAS CHANGED SINCE PAIN FOR PRIDE AND THAT CRAZY PROPHECIES MATCH! HE IS DOWN THE LADDER, STARING AT BOTH MEN…..
Persephone: What is he doing!?
James Peters: I DON’T KNOW BUT SOMEHOW BOTH TLA AND MALCOLM HAVE MANAGED TO SIT UP! THEY SEE DRAKE KING AND BOTH OF SEEM A BIT SHOCKED! DRAKE LOOKS AT TLA AND HE SPITS RIGHT IN TLA’S FACE! DRAKE JUST SPIT IN TLA’S FACE AND HE NAILS HIM WITH A SUPERKICK! DRAKE WITH A SUPERKICK TO TLA AND HE THROWS THE BRIEFCASE AT MALCOLM!!! MALCOLM CATCHES THE BRIEFCASE, BUT LOOK AT HIS FACE! HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON???? WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?!?!?!
Persephone: It means it is over and Malcolm won!
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(DING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Bella Braxton: THE WINNER OF THE MATCH AND THE UNIQUE OPPORTUNITY….. MALCOLM JONES!!!!!!!!!!!!
(“Scenario” by Pop Smoke plays throughout the arena, but Malcolm certainly isn’t celebrating his victory. Despite the absolute Hell he just went through, he is staring a hole right in Drake. Drake has left the ring, his back turned, and he holds his hands in a prayer formation. He bows his head, closes his eyes, and after a moment, begins to make his way up the ramp. The medical staff have hit the ring and are tending to TLA. They try and help Malcolm as well, but he refuses.)
James Peters: We saw a war here tonight, between two of the best, it had all kinds of shenanigans, but that is what you get with a match which has no rules. Four Poons were blown up, we had Keisha come out here, TLA and MJ both at one point had the briefcases and there were times they opted to beat the hell out of each other instead. But incredible and now the return of Drake King shocking us all, we don’t know his intentions or motivations, but he came out looking like the Next Messiah that is for sure.
Rich Russillo: It was a shocker, and he came out, chose who he wanted to win, and we will see what TLA will say about that. I hope his Poons are okay and both men put up a hell of a fight.
Persephone: Yay, it’s over, one step closer to Rexy. I’m gonna grab some of those acupuncture needles.
(Persephone gets up and casually goes to collect some of the needles for whatever reason, and after taking another look at the victorious Malcolm Jones, Bloodsport fades out.)
(Voltage fades back in from break and cuts down to the commentary booth. Rich, James, and Persephone are all seated and looking into the camera.)
James Peters: Welcome back to the final Voltage of Season 14, ladies and gentlemen. All night long we have been showcasing our favorite matches of the season, and it’s been a fun trip down memory lane. As the season winds down and comes to a close next weekend at Pain for Pride, I just have to say that it was an absolute honor sharing this broadcast booth with the two of you for another season. Never in the history of EAW has there been a single roster so decorated with main eventers, Hall of Famers, and future Hall of Famers. It’s been one hell of a ride and honestly, I can’t wait to see how it all ends. I wouldn’t have wanted to share this season with anyone else, and yes, that includes you too Seph, even if your simping for Rex gets on my nerves.
Persephone: The heart wants what it wants, Jamesy, and mine will always want Rex McAllister.
James Peters: :wow:
Rich Russillo: 🙄 Can we really go a whole segment without mention of Rex, or you two showing some type of solidarity?
Persephone: You don’t have to be a jealous fuck, Richard.
James Peters: :mjlol: Chill. I’m just in my feelings because this is the last show and who knows what a new season will bring?
Persephone: More Rex, I hope.
Rich Russillo: No.
James Peters: No matter what it brings, I look forward to sitting here with the two of you and watching an entirely new season of stories unfold. Voltage has always been a turbulent ride, full of emotional highs and lows. Triumph and tragedy unfolds in this ring on a weekly basis and as we await the arrival of our EAW World Champion, Malcolm Jones, who is going to close us out tonight, there is one thing I know for certain when it comes to Pain for Pride. One man will stand at the top of our sport as the EAW World Champion while the other will be forced to pick up the pieces and start anew. Every single Pain for Pride main event match is special, but this bout between Malcolm Jones and Drake King is different. This isn’t about the championship that Malcolm so proudly carries. This is about two men who have put their livelihoods on the line against one another and are fully aware of the repercussions.
(On that note, “Scenario” by Pop Smoke begins to blast across the speakers of World 1 Theatre. The virtual crowd lets out a huge pop as the EAW World Champion steps onto the stage.)
Bella Braxton: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN… PLEASE WELCOME THE EAW WORLD CHAMPION… MALCOLM JONES!!!!
Rich Russillo: Well guys, despite getting the better of Myles and Minerva earlier this evening, Malcolm Jones still looks pissed off at the world and I really can’t blame him. Last week, New Eden stepped over the line once again as they unleashed a three-on-one attack on the champ. Drake King was able to get the better of Malcolm thanks to the help of Myles and Minerva, and he would stab Jones with a crucifix, drawing blood, and coating the contract the two men had just had signed to make their Pain for Pride match official. We found out last week that it would be an unsanctioned match, meaning EAW can not be held liable for anything that happens next weekend during Pain for Pride.
Persephone: It’s definitely safe to say that the situation between MJ and Drake has deteriorated and I’m really glad. Regular matches are fucking boring. I want blood, guts, and would actually just love to see both men have their lives ended next weekend.
James Peters: I think that regardless of next weekend’s outcome, both men will have had their lives changed forever. This is an unforgiving sport for both winners and losers, and there are times when a man walks away permanently scarred despite having his hand raised at the end.
(Malcolm has made his way into the ring and Bella turns the microphone over to him. If things go Drake’s way at Pain for Pride, this would be the last time Malcolm Jones would ever stand inside of a Voltage ring. The audience will never be privy to the thoughts swirling around in Malcolm’s head at that very moment, especially when his stony face is concealing whatever emotions he is feeling besides annoyance.)
Malcolm Jones: I think it’s pretty obvious I got a good deal of frustration out of my system earlier tonight when I introduced Myles and Minerva to the Malcolm Jones that will be competing at Pain for Pride. It was said last week and I’m going to reiterate it, that this shit between Drake and myself extends far beyond this championship.
(Malcolm takes the EAW World Championship off his shoulder and lays it across the corner ropes.)
Malcolm Jones: The second my family was threatened, this whole situation exploded into something on an entirely different level than before. Even now, I still can’t put into words how I felt when my girl and our child were in New Eden’s hands. Fight me, attack me, try and do whatever the fuck you want to me, but don’t cross that line. Just don’t ever cross that line. You would think that Drake King would know and understand this. I mean, Viz was openly bragging about banging Jessica Miller and even tortured Drake’s family last year. He should know how it fucking feels to see the people you love in peril. Keisha is my ride or die, choosing herself to come to shows to support me and watch me. I don’t feel an ounce of guilt about having her here, but what I do still feel, despite what happened earlier tonight, is a ridiculous amount of pent up rage and aggression. She never should have been brought into this, and I can’t let it go. I refuse to let it go. I refuse to let New Eden walk out of Pain for Pride together. I mean damn. As far as I’m concerned, we could just do the thing right now and get it over with. Imagine watching them all limp into the season finale beaten and broken, and completely humiliated. That shit would be hilarious, and completely capped off by watching Myles and Minerva fail in their respective matches :wow:. Of course, I would need Drake out here in order to have the match now, but that bozo has been hiding from me all night. Ain’t a single soul been able to tell me where he’s at either. I wasn’t able to beat it out of Myles or Minerva, who are nothing if not loyal. It’s fucking annoying, all things considered.
(Malcolm can’t help but roll his eyes. Upon arriving at Voltage earlier in the day, he had made it his goal to put New Eden in their place. He didn’t want to wait for next weekend especially when New Eden loved to play the numbers game. They had managed to get the better of him not once, but twice, and he wasn’t about to let things go down like that tonight.)
Malcolm Jones: I’m sure Drake knew I would be here tonight, looking for a fight, because what the fuck else am I supposed to do? Take last week’s beating like a bitch? Allow my family to continue being victimized and talked about by that band of bozos? Y’all fucking know that’s not how I operate. That’s why he’s wherever the fuck he is hiding from me now. He’s scared, and am I surprised? Hell no, but whether it’s tonight or next week I’m gonna get my hands on Drake, and when I do I know damn well he’s gonna wish he never dragged Keisha into this. This shit never needed to go that far but like the fucking weirdo he is he had to take things to the next level, all so he can keep spreading his bullshit about greed and whatever the fuck. I don’t know when New Eden’s gonna get the memo but nobody gives a shit about their mission or their goal or whatever dumb shit they be talking about every fucking week. I came back and I did what I needed to do to get back what I should’ve never lost, and in just a matter of weeks Drake managed to make this match about way more than this title, and that’s something he’s gonna regret soon enough. It’s no secret that I enjoy being champion. I’ve always considered that belt to be mine because I never should have lost that shit in the first place. It may have taken a little longer for me to get back to where I belong thanks to outside factors and general fuckery, but here I am. Motherfuckers wanna say that Drake has a chance going into Pain for Pride, but if I showed those dumbasses anything tonight it’s that I’m more than capable of evening the odds myself without the help of anyone. I don’t care if it’s just Drake I’m fighting at Pain for Pride or if I have to deal with all three members of New Eden at the same damn time, I’m gonna do the same thing I did to Myles and Minerva tonight and after Pain for Pride their shitty stable won’t even be a thing anymore.
Malcolm Jones: I’m not going to stop until New Eden’s no longer a thing, and I can keep going on and on about what I did to Myles and Minerva tonight, but at the end of the day they’re not the ones competing for the EAW Championship. They’re not the ones giving the orders. The one that IS giving them has been M.I.A all fucking night, but I know damn well that he’s listening to this from wherever he is, so I’m gonna need him to get his bitchass out here right now. I’m not waiting for Pain for Pride, we’re doing this now.
(The virtual crowd begins cheering loudly in support for the EAW Champion, as they clearly want to see Malcolm get revenge for what New Eden did last week. Malcolm already got to Myles and Minerva, and if there’s anything they want it’s for Malcolm to finally get his hands on his Pain for Pride oppinent. Unfortunately, nobody answers Malcolm, which causes the fans to begin booing.)
Malcolm Jones: I should’ve known. You get the upper hand one week and now that I’m looking for a fight you’re too much of a bitch to show up. Funny how that works. I know you’re somewhere around here Drake so you might as well just cut all that shit out and get out here, ‘cause I’ll wait as long as I need to. I’ll be damned if I let you walk out of Voltage unscathed after these past few weeks. You’re gonna get your ass beat regardless whether it’s tonight or at Pain for Pride, so you might as well just save yourself the trouble and come out of hiding, because I’m done playing these fucking games with you Drake.
(Finally, ‘Taking a Stand’ by Henry Jackman hits, and once again the virtual crowd begins booing, this time even louder than before as Drake King slowly begins to make his entrance for the first time in the night. Drake looks at Malcolm, and he shakes his head, pretty much answering Malcolm’s challenge.)
James Peters: Well it looks like Drake King is finally here, and he doesn’t look too pleased to see Malcolm Jones call him out, but what else could he have expected? We all saw what New Eden did to Malcolm last week, and that’s not even taking into account everything that happened regarding Keisha. Malcolm just wants to get his hands on Drake, and I can’t say I blame him.
Rich Russillo: Yeah, but Drake doesn’t seem to be falling in line. He hasn’t moved from the stage.
(The crowd continues to boo at Drake, but Drake doesn’t pay any attention to them. Drake slowly begins to make his way down the ramp, but it’s clear that he’s not looking to fight. Drake has a microphone in his hand much to the dismay of the crowd, and as he makes his way towards the ring, he begins to speak.)
Drake King: Nope. Not now. We’re not doing this tonight. Sorry Malcolm, I know you’re just itching to get your hands on me right now but, that’s not what the people want. That’s not what Captain Charisma wants. That’s not even what YOU want! You all wanted some big Pain for Pride main event match, didn’t you? You all wanted Drake King versus Malcolm Jones for the EAW Championship! You said it yourself, and it’s not like you’re the only one that put me in this position. I’m not the one that asked for this. I was forced to compete in this match, and since we just had to have a Pain for Pride main event, so I’m not fighting you right now. We’ll wait, and if you have a problem with that you can go take that up with Captain Charisma and…. Yourself!
(The booing grows louder, and finally Drake walks up the steel steps, entering the ring. Malcolm already looks annoyed, and is likely doing everything in his power to stop himself from taking Drake out right now.)
Drake King: You all asked for this. Malcolm Jones versus Drake King just had to happen! We just had to give Voltage a Pain for Pride main event, and now look at you, trying to take it all back just one week before the show. If you want to get your hands on me, wait. If you want to try and end New Eden, wait. If you want to take me out then wait, because I’m not about to give you the satisfaction of fighting me right now when you brought all of this upon yourself. Everything that happened since Battle of Egypt has been on you Malcolm, and now that things didn’t go your way you’re trying to go back on your own words. I’m not going to give you that chance. I’m not going to fight you tonight, and I shouldn’t be fighting you at Pain for Pride either. We don’t need to do this. You shouldn’t want to do this. Just look at what you already nearly sacrificed just for that Championship. Look what you’re about to sacrifice just to try and retain the title. Do you really think any of this is worth it? Do you really think it’s worth going through all this? Think about your unborn child, Malcolm. Think about what you’re doing to them. Think about what you’re doing to Keisha. You remember what happened. You remember what nearly happened, all because of the choices you made. All because you refused to back down. You can fix things! You can still back out! There’s an entire week until Pain for Pride!
James Peters: :comeagain: Is Drake really asking Malcolm to back out of his Pain for Pride match? Isn’t it a little late for that?
Persephone: :skip: Back out? Oh hell no. Pain for Pride is already gonna be unbearable no matter what, at least let me keep one of the few matches pretty much guaranteed to be a bloodbath.
(Clearly Malcolm Jones doesn’t agree with a single thing Drake said, and is already tired of having to hear his voice. The crowd is still on Malcolm’s side, booing at the mere thought of Malcolm actually giving up his Pain for Pride match.)
Malcolm Jones: You’re out of your fucking mind if you think I’m dropping out of that Pain for Pride match.
Drake King: :francis: That’s a shame. You really prioritize some Championship and the opportunity to stop the only group actually trying to make this place better over being there for your family and making sure you don’t make the same mistake you made a few weeks ago. I wish I could say I’m surprised, but I’m not. I’m giving you the opportunity to actually do the right thing here. I’m giving you the opportunity to save yourself and do the entire world a favor, but you’re just too selfish to see that. It’s impossible to be surprised at this point, because this is just the kind of person you are. This is the type of person Captain Charisma thinks actually deserves to hold Championships. This is the type of person he thinks deserves to be the face of this brand, and I’m not surprised. This show is run by corrupt, greedy psychopaths and the people falling in line and doing whatever he wants are no better. You’re everything wrong with this company Malcolm, and your family shouldn’t have to suffer all because you’re selfish. Too selfish to back out of Pain for Pride. Too selfish to take care of your family. You’ve been doing nothing but hurt the people closest to you just these past few weeks and now we’re trying to stop all of that, and you refuse. You refuse to do the right thing for once in your career. You refuse to do better as a father after nearly ending your own unborn child’s life. You-
James Peters: MALCOLM JONES JUST HIT DRAKE IN THE FACE WITH HIS MICROPHONE! MALCOLM HITTING DRAKE WITH HIS MIC, AND DRAKE WAS JUST SENT ROLLING OUT OF THE RING! Malcolm Jones has heard enough! He said he wanted to do exactly what he did to Myles and Minerva to Drake, and it looks like he’s finally getting what he wanted! I don’t even think Drake knows where he is after that shot with the microphone!
Rich Russillo: Well things look to be getting much worse right now because Malcolm just rolled out of the ring in pursuit of Drake! Drake King is stumbling back up to his feet, BUT MALCOLM QUICKLY GRABS HIM, BEFORE SENDING DRAKE FACE FIRST INTO THE CORNER OF THE STEEL STEPS! Drake just went face first into the pointed corner of one of the steps, and Drake is holding his forehead in pain but I don’t think Malcolm cares! He’s still not finished with Drake! Malcolm grabs Drake, BEFORE REPEATEDLY BASHING HIS HEAD INTO THE CORNER OF THE STEPS!
Persephone: :blessed: FINALLY something interesting on this show! Now if they could do this same thing at Pain for Pride that’d be great.
James Peters: Malcolm sends Drake into the barricade, and it looks like Drake is starting to bleed out from his forehead, but Malcolm Jones digs under the ring before pulling out the same lead pipe he used against Drake weeks ago as well as New Eden earlier in the night! Drake is trying to find a way to pull himself up, but he’s clearly struggling after what he just went through- AND THAT ALLOWS MALCOLM JONES TO HIT DRAKE ACROSS THE FACE WITH THE LEAD PIPE!
Rich Russillo: MALCOLM RAISES THE LEAD PIPE UP, BEFORE SMASHING IT DOWN ON DRAKE’S FACE, RIGHT WHERE HE WAS BUSTED OPEN ON THE STEPS! MALCOLM SLAMS THE LEAD PIPE ACROSS DRAKE’S HEAD MORE AND MORE, AND MORE AND MORE BLOOD IS BEGINNING TO APPEAR ON THAT PIPE! Drake might have deserved this after everything New Eden has done to Malcolm, but this really is hard to watch! Malcolm Jones said he wanted a fight, but this isn’t a fight at all!
(The virtual crowd cheers as Malcolm Jones continues his assault on Drake King, eventually dropping the pipe and beginning to beat Drake with his own hands, punching away at his Pain for Pride opponent, who’s now completely covered in blood.)
James Peters: Drake King is pretty much unconscious, but Malcolm Jones grabs Drake and rolls him back into the ring! I’m really not sure what more Malcolm could still have planned, but the crowd seems to love seeing Drake take this beating after not being present the entire night up until now!
(As Drake is grounded on the mat, Malcolm grabs his small sharpened crucifix.)
James Peters: MALCOLM JUST STABBED DRAKE IN THE FOREHEAD WITH THE CRUCIFIX! MALCOLM GETTING PAYBACK FOR WHAT DRAKE DID LAST WEEK, AND NOW MALCOLM SLASHES IT ACROSS DRAKE’S FOREHEAD BEFORE TOSSING IT TO THE SIDE!
Persephone: :blessed:
(Malcolm Jones gets back to his feet, with the crowd still cheering for him. Malcolm still looks pissed thinking about all New Eden put him through, but having sent a message he slowly begins to walk away from Drake, walking over to the ropes before stopping and looking at his Pain for Pride challenger, who’s still unconscious with a pool of blood forming around his head.)
Malcolm Jones: (off-mic) Now your blood is on my hands, you little bitch.
(And with that said, Malcolm begins to make his way out of the ring covered in the blood of Drake King, making sure to grab his Championship as “Scenario” once again begins to play.)
James Peters: :lupe: I don’t even know what to say after that attack. Malcolm’s been waiting all night for this, and once again Drake managed to find a way to make things worse for himself. Now he’s in the ring with his own blood covering his face, and Malcolm Jones without a doubt got the last laugh before Pain for Pride.
Rich Russillo: This was one hell of a way to close out the season, but we still have Pain for Pride to go, where these two compete in what’s possibly the biggest match in either of their careers.
James Peters: Of course it’s the biggest. Malcolm’s career and New Eden are both on the line!
Persephone: As long as stuff like this is allowed, I think I actually have something to look forward to at Pain for Pride. Besides Rexy’s match of course.
James Peters: Ladies and gentlemen, that’s all for tonight. I’m James Peters and as always with me are Rich Russillo and Persephone. Thank you for joining us this season on Sunday night Voltage!
(Drake hasn’t really moved after the attack from Malcolm Jones, meanwhile the EAW Champion has made his way up the ramp, continuing to walk backstage as “Scenario” continues to play, and the virtual crowd continues cheering in his favor. Finally, Voltage fades to black for the final time.)
(EAW logo buzzes.)
