NFW Collision #106 - 08/03/2021!

With her makeshift DIY studio ready, she digs into her #BaumerReport-branded travel bag (now available at NFW’s online shop) and takes out her favorite green blazer! One arm in, and then the other! It fits snugly over her Rock Hearts t-shirt, along with her dark grey jeans and her fresh white sneakers. Dressed to impress, she happily stands in front of the green screen, unbeknownst to the fact that her green blazer buttoned at the front made her appear to be a floating head with hands in front of the typical Collision graphics.

Cass Baumer: And Collision’s live in 5… 4… 3 … 2…

She counts down with her right hand, a finger going down in time with each count until…...
We kick off the show with a chorus of boos as Kai Morgan’s music hits. He walks out onto the stage, adorned in his brand new “Broken Freakin’ Nose” t-shirt, and his giant face mask. He makes his way down the ramp, his Book of 1000 Truths in one hand and a microphone in the other. He steps into the ring through the second rope and takes to the center of it, taking in the venom from the fans.

Kai Morgan: Hellooooooo, Chicagooooooo!! Did ya miss me?

The crowd boos even louder as Kai soaks it all in.

Kai Morgan: I missed you all, too! Well...I thought I missed you all...until I saw how ugly you all are…

The crowd cranks the booing up a notch as Kai continues.

Kai Morgan: See, flaws? Imperfections? Blights? They don’t exist in my world. When it’s one of you ugly bastards out there passing me by on the street and stinking up my life with your presence, that’s fine! Because then I can just pretend you don’t exist.

Kai starts to turn fully around the ring, pointing fingers at the crowd.

Kai Morgan: But I look around this ramshackle building and see a bunch of fat, four-eyed, crater-faced LOSERS!!

Kai goes to turn back to his original position, but makes a double take at someone in the crowd who catches his eye.

Kai Morgan: ...or I end up having the unfortunate displeasure of hitting a BINGO and seeing someone like this guy who hits all four marks!

Kai points to a member of the audience, taunting his looks despite him not being ugly at all. The guy yells back to Kai, saying “You’re no prince either, bud!” while making a gesture to his face to mock Kai’s mask.

Kai Morgan: Oh? You think I’m ugly because I’ve got the mask? Well guess what, you stupid bitch?

In an instant, Kai rips the mask off!

Kai Morgan: I’m all healed!! I don’t need this stupid thing anymore! Because I’m perfect, and you’re not! So go ahead and keep this so you can hide that shit stain you call a mug!

Kai chucks the mask out of the ring and into the fan before redirecting his attention.

Kai Morgan: Now...speaking of shit stains, I do happen to be out here to conduct business. You see, over the past few weeks, The Bastard Prick has had just so much to say about me! Yet...for some reason...he doesn’t have the gall to say any of it to my face! But, Kai Morgan is nothing if not a gracious man, so last week I invited him to step out here and air his grievances with me face-to-face, man-to-man. Without the fear of physical retaliation, since I know little Tommy is much too scared of that. So Tommy Janes, come on down!!

Kai pauses. The crowd waits for Janes in anticipation, but nothing happens. Kai looks frustrated.

Kai Morgan: Heh...probably didn’t hear me...Tommy Janes, come on down!!

Everyone waits again, but nothing happens.

Kai Morgan: Going once...going twice…

Nothing continues to happen.

Kai Morgan: Well...I think this is proof, if further proof be needed, that maybe Tommy isn’t the “Best Damned Thing” he thought he was. But I’m not ready to give up on you yet, ol’ buddy, ol’ pal! No, I will sit this ring for however long it takes for you to gather the courage to come on out here! Because that’s what a man of graciousness like myself does!

Kai begins to sit cross-legged on the mat, opening his Book of 1000 Truths.

Kai Morgan: But until then, I promised myself that one day I would reveal to you all 1000 of the truths of Kai Morgan. And I figure right now would be a wonderful time. Now hold tight because this entire broadcast might just be 2 hours of me revealing all my Truths. And if you hate, which I doubt you will, you only have Tommy Janes to blame!

All the lights in the arena go down, with only one single spotlight aimed at Kai. As he begins to read, a jpeg of Tommy Janes can be seen on the titantron, along with big, bold flashing letters underneath that say “BOO THIS MAN”.

Kai Morgan: The 1000 Truths of Kai Morgan #1…

Just then, “Exterminate” by Pyrodrifter hits, much to the crowd's enjoyment! The lights come back up as The Bastard Prince struts onto the stage, microphone in hand!

Tommy Janes: As fun as we all think hearing you run your mouth about your “truths” would be, I’m gonna have to cut you a bit short!

Kai looks on in disgust as Tommy begins to make his way down the ramp

Tommy Janes: See, I’ve been doing a lot of soul-searching, and if I’m telling YOU the truth, I honestly don’t want much to do with you “face-to-face” or “man-to-man”, as you call it. I’ve switched lanes, found some new aspirations! And honestly, I think those tag team titles would be damn good around my waist!

The crowd cheers as Janes makes a belt gesture around his waist.

Tommy Janes: But I know you well enough by now to know that you’re not gonna stop flapping until I kick your ass, so here’s what we’ll do. I’ve found myself a partner, now all you gotta do is find one for yourself and the four of us can go whenever and wherever you want, cool?

Kai recoils around the ring in a series of hysterical laughs and eye rolls. He returns to the ropes to meet Tommy’s gaze again.

Kai Morgan: Who...in THE BLUE HELL...would hate themselves enough to wanna be lumbered with a partner like you? Whoever it is, you might as well just tie a concrete block around their legs and throw them straight into Lake Michigan for all the good it’ll do them! I don’t think you understand “Prince”. I beat a World Champion with a BROKEN! FREAKIN’! NOSE! I’m superior to you and whoever it is you have in your back pocket! And that’s the TRUTH, because Kai! Never! L-

Just then, “Super Shooter” by Rip Slyme hits the PA system! The crowd goes into a frenzy as MOE RENHUAN pops into the stage! Kai looks up the ramp in shock! Moe makes her way down the entrance ramp and stops just to the side of Tommy! The two look to one another before giving each other a nod and rushing the ring, causing Kai to slide under the bottom rope between them to scurry away!

Nick Hanson: Hey!!

Jim Reynolds: Are you shitting me right now?!

Nick Hanson: It’s Moe Renhuan!!! She’s back!

Jim Reynolds: YEEEEEEESSSSSS!!!!!!

Nick Hanson: The Hyper Neon Warrior of The Kingdom is back! We thought she was gone for good!

Jim Reynolds: BE-FUCKING-HOLD, NICKY!!!! BEHOLD - THE FUCKING - KINGDOM!!!

Kai backs up the ramp! Pointing fingers and constantly saying “That’s not fair!”. But Moe and Tommy aren’t done with him! They both slide out of the ring, causing Kai to back up a lot more expeditiously! He trips over, and it seems as though the two are about to make him eat his words, but just then “Pop Star” by K/DA hits and Rayola Davine appears on stage! “The Devil’s Angel” rushes down the ramp causing Moe and Tommy to back away!

Nick Hanson: Ohhhhh, wait a minute!!!! Here comes The Devil’s Angel! We know she’s got issues with The Kingdom in their entirety!

Jim Reynolds: Get the hell outta here! You’re ruining Momo’s moment!! Goddamn TRIOCS cockroach!

Nick Hanson: TRIOCS cockroa--what?!

Jim Reynolds: You fucking heard me!! What, she wants to align with Kai Morgan against The Kingdom?! Bring that shit!!

Kai looks up at Ray, then at the duo backing away from and takes advantage! He hops behind her, beginning to laugh at and mock to two, while hopping around and being generally insufferable. Ray’s music hits once more as Kai continues making a massive ass of himself. Ray looks over at Kai behind her and rolls her eyes as we go to the next scene.

Jezebelle v. El Piso Mojado

The opening match starts with El Piso Mojado already in the ring, waiting for Jezebelle to finish her entrance. Once she was in the ring, Boxcar Jones checked with both competitors who nodded to signal that they were ready to go. As soon as the bell rang, El Piso Mojado ran at Jezebelle who immediately stepped out of the way, causing her competitor to stumble. As he came back towards her, Jezebelle caught Mojado right in the jaw with a superkick out of nowhere! As soon as he hit the mat, the woman backed up some and waited only a few moments for the man to get up. Once he was back on his feet, Jezebelle began running at him, catching him with a powerful spear then sent him crashing back down to the ring mat. While waiting for Mojado to get to his feet again, something that was being done slowly, Jezebelle climbed to the middle rope and watched her opponent. When he finally got back to his feet, albeit a little wobbly at first, he began moving towards the woman who then jumped off of the rope, hitting Demon’s Curse only to send them both to the mat. Jezebelle hopped back to her feet and picked up Mojado, immediately lifting the man to her shoulders before both of them dropped down towards the mat with Jezebelle hitting Belle’s Hell on her opponent. As soon as he was flat his back on the mat, Jezebelle covered him for the pin.

2…..

3…..!

Roger Arden: Here is your winner by pinfall….Jezebelle!!

Jim Reynolds: That’s what I call a dominant dub, Nicky! How ya like that shit?

Nick Hanson: Can’t deny those results, partner! Congratulations, Jezebelle, on a nice victory!

We see Malaya at the in-arena gym, as she has a disappointed look on her face while she was walking on a stair climber, reflecting on her loss to Jasmine Matthews the week prior. She had her every step of the way, but, made the tiniest mistake and she was able to steal the win away from her. Cassie is sitting down on a chair staring at Malaya. She has a concerned expression on her face.

Cassie Mason: “Babe, it’s been a week. How much longer are you going to allow the Jasmine loss to weigh you down?”

Malaya Diyosa "It's not all about that…"

She said, as Malaya was a bit discouraged over the loss and stopped the machine while looking over at her.

Malaya Diyosa "It seems like everything outside of you has gone wrong for me ever since I left the Triad. WWR closed down. WWA closed down. And losing to Jasmine absolutely would not have happened if Cap or Nari was around… maybe… maybe I made the wrong choice?"

She said, getting off the machine, even though she knew in her heart it wasn't.

Malaya Diyosa "Maybe I'm nothing without them…"

The normally jovial, enthusiastic Cassie Mason sports a scowl on her face.

Cassie Mason: “Really? Capadona and Nari are certified sociopaths! No matter how many times I tried to warm myself up to them, they treated me like crap. Went out of their way to humiliate me. Those are the so called friends you believe you’re nothing without? I get feeling like nothing can go right, we’ve all been there. I won’t hear any of you needing The Satsujin Triad”

Malaya Diyosa "I know… just I've only been successful with them. Maybe there's a reason for that…"

She said, a bit frustrated with her career lately. Cassie folds her arms into her chest.

Cassie Mason: “No one said growing to become better was easy. Not your fault how WWR and WWA was ran. Coming to NFW was never going to be a walk in the park. We’ve barely been here. To hear you say ‘I need those sociopaths’ doesn’t make me feel good. Makes me feel why am I even here. You asked me to be your manager, remember? I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for you. Two matches in and you’re having a crisis of faith?


Cassie sighs.

Cassie Mason: “I’m going to see if catering hasn’t been raided. I’m hungry. Sorry, I need a moment.


With Cassie leaving, Malaya would run her hands over her forehead, cursing herself for her own negative attitude.

Malaya Diyosa "Stupid…"


She said with a bit of a groan, beating herself up and letting Cassie have her space.
The scene cuts in on Casey Holliday who is absolutely not in a good mood whatsoever. She knows the camera is on her and at this point, she isn’t even wasting any time at all having any second thoughts about what she has in mind. She’s getting right into it.

Casey Holliday: I’m not happy.

That’s the first thing that I am going to get off my chest tonight. Obviously, I’m not happy with the outcome of my last match. Obviously, I’m not happy with the interference that happened. But to be completely honest with you, I’m not happy at all with how FUCKING MEDIOCRE I’ve been since I’ve gotten here and that’s truly something that pisses me off. I didn’t come to NFW to be mediocre. I didn’t come here just to be another name on the damn roster. I’ve had four matches in this company and I’ve won ONLY two of them and even one of those two wins has the proverbial asterisk attached to it. I didn’t come here to be beaten on a constant basis by raccoon boys and circus freaks! I didn’t come here to be forgotten about like I was after I had ONE match and then I wasn’t scheduled to wrestle again for god knows how long. Yeah, I know that I had that time period where I was helping my dad through disease and all of that, but what the fuck am I? Chopped liver?

I’m in the Vlad Blackheart Memorial Tournament as I announced a few weeks ago and when the social media team goes through some of the entries, I’m not included in them at all? I went from beating Crystal Hilton one show to being in the OPENER of the next one to not even getting a chance to wrestle tonight? Again, am I chopped liver? Am I just here to hang around and accomplish nothing? Am I here just to waste my own time? Is that it? Am I just someone that’s going to arrive, get paid, wrestle, leave and just rinse, lather, repeat? A majority percentage of it may be my frustration from my last match talking, but I sometimes feel like this company doesn’t even know I exist. I mean, for fuck’s sake it was frustrating waiting for weeks and weeks just to get another match. It was incredibly maddening looking at the Collision Card week after week to see that my name was omitted from the card. You go through things like that and you doubt yourself a little, you question things, you wonder things that you wouldn’t wonder before. The usual narrative as far as my journey as a professional wrestler is concerned is that I hit the ground running…

Here?

I feel like I hit the ground flat on my face...

Casey takes a pause as she lets out a frustrated sigh.

The scene cuts in on Casey Holliday who is in the locker room, watching her last match against Crystal Hilton. She’s very much aware of some circumstances at the end, but despite all of that, she doesn’t seem to be deterred nor bothered by the way the match ended. She’s definitely maintaining a confident poise as she begins to express her thoughts.

Casey Holliday: I walked in here on a high, believing that I was finally on track. This was last week. Then I came back in here after my match and that belief was gone. Now? There are questions again. Now? There are doubts again and it SUCKS because I KNOW I am better than this! Very few of you realize how much it’s going to suck going into that tournament KNOWING that just about everyone is going to write you off as a first round elimination. As much as it pains me to say it, I can’t exactly blame anyone for that line of thinking. You can make what you want out of what I’m saying. I don’t care.. All I know about is this: when that tournament gets here, I’m going to shock EVERYONE! Those of you missing out NOW are going to wish you hadn’t when I beat you in this tournament. Get your licks in now, haters. Bash me. Criticize me. Get your shots in while you can. Hell, mock me and dismiss me while you can. Because I promise you this… once that tournament comes and goes? You won’t have ME to treat as an afterthought around here anymore...

Casey stands up and leaves the locker room without saying another word. The camera tries to pan to follow her, but it suddenly stops when the sound of the door being slammed is heard. After an awkward pause, the scene fades out.

=The Ringmaster's Open Challenge=

The Ringmaster and The Ringmistress come to the ring and wait to see who will answer the Open Challenge. Before too long, “Committed” by One Eyed Doll hits the speakers and Sylvia Lopez makes her way down to the ring, wild grin and all ready to fight. Ready to play! The Ringmaster grins with intrigue and welcomes her with a showman’s bow.

The bell sounds and immediately, Sylvia charges out of the ring and begins to chase Ringmistress around the ring as she screams bloody murder the entire time. Sylvia finally grabs Ringmistress by the hair and the woman comically continues to try and run, but Sylvia is holding her in place. As Sylvia goes to pull Ringmistress back in, Ringmaster slides out of the ring and delivers a rolling forearm as Ringmistress runs behind him and hides. Ringmaster grabs Sylvia and rolls her back into the ring. Ringmaster slides into the ring and when he hops up onto the apron, Sylvia charges and drives him right back off against the barricade. Sylvia rolls out of the ring and she grabs Ringmaster and delivers a headbutt before delivering a spike DDT on Ringmaster out on the floor. Sylvia hops up as Ringmistress goes and checks on Ringmaster, but runs away as Sylvia flinches towards her.

Sylvia grabs Ringmaster and rolls him back into the ring before sliding in herself and going for a cover, only to get a two count. Sylvia picks Ringmaster up and sends him into the corner and charges in, but Ringmaster gets a boot up and drives it into her face. Sylvia stumbles back and Ringmaster charges out with a discus clothesline before he picks Sylvia up and goes for a fireman’s carry gutbuster, but Sylvia is able to counter out of it and roll Ringmaster up for a two count. Gigglesworth reaches in and grabs Ringmaster and pulls him out of the ring as Sylvia climbs up to the top rope and dives out with a crossbody that takes Ringmaster and Gigglesworth down. Sylvia grabs Ringmaster and sends him into the barricade and then delivers a crossbody that sends the two of them over the barricade and into the crowd as the ref counts. The two are brawling through the crowd as the referee reaches the count of twenty and calls for the bell.

Roger Arden: This match has been ruled a no contest!

James Reynolds: God, Sylvia really is crazy isn’t she?

Nick Hanson: I don’t think she cares about winning or losing too much.
We come backstage to see Marilyn Matthews sitting in the Kingdom locker room. Sitting with her, helping her get her boots on, laced, and tightened is the Silver Mountain Champion Morgan Payne. The Queen’s guard are off together in conversation, presumably about their contendership match. In a chair sits a skinny man just sort of watching Morgan and Marilyn. Marilyn motions the camera to her.

Marilyn Matthews: Tonight’s the night. Tonight I get my hands on Crystal “whatever her last fucking name is this week.” I honestly can say I’ve been looking forward to this moment for a LONG time.

Marilyn shakes her head and sets her foot down.

Marilyn Matthews: You see, Crystal can’t go more than a few days without tryina say some stupid shit. No bitch, we are not the same. I don’t run around with a new piece of ass every couple of weeks behind my wife’s back. I don’t lust after anything with a vagina and pair of tits on an almost daily basis.

Morgan chuckles and Marilyn just rolls her eyes before motioning to herself and the others.

Marilyn Matthews: When we want to add someone new, when we want to accept another, we all agree on it. We are all equals in the Collective. None of us had to strong arm and shanghai any of the others into agreeing to anything. So no, you two bit, dollar tree troll doll looking skank, you aren’t like me. What you have isn’t like us. You are just the next in a long line of Great Value Collective and Kingdom knock offs.

This draws a chuckle from everyone in the room.

Marilyn Matthews: And like all the rest you will fall apart and crumble. Yet we stand strong. We endure. We survive. We thrive. We create greatness. We are what everyone else strives to be.

A look of haughty arrogance crosses Marilyn’s face before she looks like she just smelt something terrible.

Marilyn Matthews: You, Crystal, are just a fucking cockroach. No matter what happens. There could be a dozen nukes dropped. Every promotion you are in could close down, and you’d crawl outta the rubble and scurry off to a new one to start your infestation of suck all over again. But guess what! That shit aint gonna fly here, gutter slut.

Morgan shakes her head while laughing. She picks up Marilyn’s foot to adjust her laces. Mary rolls her eyes and works on her wrist supports.

Marilyn Matthews: You see, I’m gonna be the exterminator. I’m gonna make sure I beat you so god damned bad tonight that you stay fucking dead. I will do what no one else has and rid a company of you before you can infect it. I will make sure you stop trying to poison a family that deserves far better than for you to have married your infection into it. Hell, might even get to achieve what everyone else wants.

A smirk creeps onto Marilyn’s face.

Marilyn Matthews: I might just hashtag Free Seleana.

With that the entire locker room bursts into deep laughter. Marilyn just continues to smirk at the camera. Fade.
Cass Baumer: Kia ora! Welcome to #BaumerReport, where nothing’s made up and the points don’t matter! Yep, the points don’t matter. Just like the three losses I took from Trauma’s Minoru Tanahashi! My name’s Cass — not Kassandra, I don’t worship Legion — and tonight’s the inaugural episode of what I’ve made famous on social media from 2017 to around 2019, but this time’s different. Instead of explaining, let’s just jump into it, eh? We’ll all find out together as we go along! How’s that sound?

After the little introduction with flashy YouTube-style jump cuts, Cass doesn’t let the video pause for even a second as she starts to rattle down what’s on her unseen teleprompter in front of her. Thanks to clever editing, she bounces around the screen while she talks to give the show a modern feel. She’s since taken off her green jacket too, thankfully.

Cass Baumer: Let’s start with a quick Sudden Death 2 recap, shall we? The top execs‘ll like that.

Cass smiles as the Sudden Death 2 logo shows up on the green screen behind her.

Cass Baumer: On the pre-show, Marco Valintine took Brea Lombardi and Punk Diamond Steele on a thrill ride! He handily beat the two in a fairly quick triple threat match with a couple of near-falls. I’m a big fan of Marco! Thumbs down, though! I wanted to see more from these three.

Again, the loud New Zealander doesn’t hesitate. Her kiwi accented voice summarizes the matches as quick as she can with lots of excitement. In the bottom right-hand corner, a thumbs down ticker shows up with the number one big in the center of the square.

Cass Baumer: Then the show started. Apparently, a Pandora’s Box Match is when numbered boxes with numbers on the front - the higher the number, the more dangerous the weapons inside - are suspended above the turnbuckles. It was treated like a falls count anywhere last person standing deathmatch, and that alone gets my thumbs up! Unfortunately, it started when Mister J assaulted Isis from behind with a steel chair during her entrance. Big thumbs down. The match was fun, though. So that’s two thumbs down and one thumbs up so far!

She starts to slow down.

Cass Baumer: Here’s where things get interesting: The lovable Big Bubba Thompson of Cornbread Mafia came out next, not quite ready for his no-disqualification match with "La Capa" Viola Mancini. Thanks to totally legal outside interference by good friend Cameron Worley, Bubba shocked the Twittersphere with a win. Everyone was happy, and for a time, it was all NFW fans talked about! Well, everyone except Mancini Syndicate. Isabella Terrano and Camila Morricone rushed out to hurt fan-favorite Bubba. My anonymous sources revealed that he suffered from numerous bruises all across his body and what’s suspected to be a 2nd degree cigar burn on his forehead. If that’s true, the burns will heal in approximately two to three weeks with the proper care. It’s unknown at this time what other injuries he might have. I’m sure I speak for everybody when I say… Get well soon, Bubba. Someone better kick Mancini Syndicate’s asses for what they’ve done. Thumbs up for the match. Thumbs down for the attack.

Cass’s voice is somber as she explains the serious incident, but it doesn’t get much cheerier with the next section. Two thumbs up. Three thumbs down.

Cass Baumer: Um… How do I explain what happened next? The Tanahashi Twins stepped into the Casa de los Cadáveres to fight their demons and La Sirvientas de Yum Kimil in a match too in-depth to explain here. I’m sure there’s dozens of YouTube videos and blogs pulling apart all the deep metaphors and Easter Eggs out there, but I highly recommend going out of your way to watch it yourself. Needless to say, it gets a thumbs up. I’m glad my buddies made it out okay, and I’m gonna move on now.

Baumer continues, the ticker showing three thumbs up now. It’s tied with the thumbs down.

Cass Baumer: At this point, I want to adknowledge that as much as I love this match and Faye Brown as a friend, I have to admit that at this point in the night, I started to feel what I can only describe as hardcore fatigue. This isn’t the fault of the competitors, nor do I think it’s the fault of Trauma General Manager Isabella Santiago. People in NFW just need to calm the heck down and agree to settle things in regular matches every once in a while!

She laughs, playfully explaining how she feels about the situation.

Cass Baumer: With that said, this three stages of hell match gets a thumbs down. Not only because of the reason I mentioned, but also ‘cause of how hurt it made Faye when it ended. Logan said, and I quote, “Her autonomic nervous system shut down all non-critical bodily functions, and she can't move, hear, or see.” She seems to be conscious now ‘cause she’s back on Twitter, but I can’t believe she’ll be in the ring anytime soon. I’ll look deeper into it and I’ll reveal my findings in a future episode.

Her expression changes, her voice chirping with glee again.

Cass Baumer: Oh, but congratulations on the engagement, Faye & Logan! Get well soon!! I’m so happy for you guys!!

Three thumbs up, with four thumbs down now.

Cass Baumer: House Crowley’s Kate’s impressive 124 day reign ended in a not-often-seen fatal fiveway match when Griffin Hawkins hit the South of Heaven on Steele Matthews. Some might argue that’s controversial, he didn’t pin the Perseverance Champion, but the way I look at it? Kate knew the risks when the match was made. This stipulation had that scenario embedded into it ever since it was invented in the 1990s. So if there’s anyone out there who considers Griffin’s win somehow illegitimate, you’re going against wrestling history. Thumbs up.

The thumbs ups and the thumbs downs are tied again.

Cass Baumer: After Risa won against Adrianna Salvatore in the tartarus prison match where the mat is covered in thumbtacks, two opposite sides of the ring get lined in light tubes, and a giant cell surrounds the ring, the SuperNova asked what happened to her opponent. Well, I’ve got that info! She’s still in the hospital on oxygen support with second degree burns, mouth lacerations, and possibly anemia from excessive blood loss of unknown severity. I might not like Adrianna as a person, but I wouldn’t wish all that on even my worst enemy. Hopefully she’ll be okay. Thumbs down.

She doesn’t stop.

Cass Baumer: The Unbreakable Stacy Jones defeated the once undefeatable Anaquin Adams almost three years after her last title win elsewhere. Big thumbs up! I didn’t think I’d see the day when Anaquin would be defeated, but now the NFW United States Championship goes around Jones’ waist. I’m sure her late father’s proud, lookin’ down on her from Heaven. Or whatever you choose to believe. Either way, it’s the feel good moment we all needed right about now.

She’s almost done.

Cass Baumer: Oh! At the end of the show, Anaquin said there was some plan she had in store that didn’t require the title. I don’t quite understand what she meant, but it definitely got me interested to see what’s next with her. Here’s hoping it involves ice cream bars, amirite?! … Yeah, nah. It most likely doesn’t involve ice cream bars, but I can dream, can’t I?

Cass moves on.

Cass Baumer: I’ll be honest. I didn’t know much about the Brothers Drake or the Wolves Of Legion before I watched this show, but I’ve gotta say, this NFW Tag Team Match was cool! Thumbs down, though! I would have rather Bloody Fairytale— Erm, Last of the Valkyries win, but I guess that’s subjective. Brothers Drake won in a shocking ending. I didn’t have that on my 2021 bingo card, did you?!

One more match.

Cass Baumer: And finally, the prestigious Guardians of the Pyramid! I don’t know what to say. Everything’s already been said. Anton Crowley impressed the world, but FM Young walked out with the championship. If I keep hyping the match, I’ll get in trouble again so I’ll just say this: If you can only watch one match from Sudden Death 2, you’ll want to watch this one. It’s got just about everything you’d want. Even with that hardcore fatique I talked about earlier, I was still on the edge of my seat here.

She smiles.

Cass Baumer: In the coming weeks, I’ll find out just how badly Crowley hurt his opponents that night, but for now, I haven’t been given that information. Investigation takes time, and with all this starting up again, I need to gain some more renown before I have enough anonymous sources to help me learn what needs to be reported. Understand? So to be an anonymous source, all you’ve got to do is private message me on Twitter at the handle HashtagBaumer with the hashtag #BaumerReport. That’s where you report to me your findings, and I help tell the world after a careful vetting process. With that in mind, this episode went long. I’ll be here next week with some more news, some more rumours, and we’ll figure this out together! Kia ora!

Jansen Myrrh v. Yukiko Kusanagi

Jansen leads the way down to the ring as her music plays with Seo-Hyung Kwon following up behind her when the crowd starts to roar as Yukiko Kusanagi runs up behind them. Kusanagi pushes Kwon to the side and nails Jansen right in the back, sending her sprawling down the ramp.

The referee hops out of the ring, first rushing over to check on Kwon, who seems a little dazed, but otherwise unhurt. The match hasn’t even started, but Kusanagi stomps the heck out of Jansen on the ramp. Kusanagi grabs Myrrh by the hair and runs her right into the ringpost. Kusanagi then grabs Jansen and just bites at her forehead as Heather Young rushes over to try and break this up, but when she realizes she can’t, she waves for help to come from the back.

The crowd is booing as Kusanagi looks up with Jansen’s blood all over her chin as Jansen is bleeding from her forehead now. Yukiko goes to throw Myrrh over the guard rail and into the front row, but Jansen reverses it and sends Kusanagi over the railing.

Security rushes down to break the two up, but end up having to disperse the crowd as Jansen also hops over the guardrail while Heather Young continues to call for reinforcements to get this fight separated. Jansen grabs Yukiko’s head and slams it several times against the guardrail and then pushes down and drags her face across the steel barrier as security tries to move the fans away from the action.

Luthor Callaway steps onto the ramp and motions for his reinforcements to go down to separate the two. Running down the ramp are DJ, Spanish Inquisition, Fast Food, Jimmy Bones, Trina Tanaka and The Soz. But as they try to climb over the guardrail to do Callaway’s bidding, Myrrh and Kusanagi turn their attention away from each other and begin destroying the job squad.

Myrrh sweeps one of Soz’s feet out and he ends up straddling the guard rail and falling back to ringside, holding his groin. Kusanagi drives a fist right into the throat of Tanaka, sending her sputtering away from the fray. Myrrh grabs one member of Fast Food and drags them over to the concrete area between seating sections and drops them on their head with a Myrrh-driver on the cement. While Kusanagi practically decapitates the other member with Steel Feather.

Spanish Inquisition tries to attack, but Jansen just punts one member right in the crotch, which stops that attempt and Yukiko scoops up the other member and drops him with Blood Angel on the concrete. This leaves DJ and Jimmy, who both decide it might be wise to just run away and so they do, running right back up the ramp and past Luthor who shouts, “Goddammit!” He disappears to the back.

Meanwhile, Jansen and Yukiko have grabbed onto each other again. Jansen is a bloody mess as she digs her thumbs into Kusanagi’s eyes as the Japanese monster screams out and drives a hard kick to Jansen’s midsection, doubling over Miss Myrrh-der. Kusanagi rubs at her eyes and then charges Jansen, kicking her right in the side of the head and sending her sprawling.

Yukiko charges at Jansen again, this time Jansen is getting to her feet and she just grabs Kusanagi around the waist, spins around and slams her back first on the concrete with a spinebuster.

Luthor shows up from the back and motions for members of the roster to come out and this time, they manage to get Myrrh and Kusanagi separated and try dragging them to the back as Luthor tells Heather Young this match is “fucking cancelled,” as the chaos disappears to the backstage area.

Nick Hanson: Jim, I think Myrrh and Kusanagi just took out the entire local talent during all of this chaos!!

Jim Reynolds: Things are getting wild between these two, Nick! Even I'll agree that something's gotta give!

The backstage area faded into view in between the high-velocity matches that had been taking place on Collision. A hand knocked on the locker room door of The Kingdom, and it only took a moment for the door to be opened by none other than the raven-haired Cherokee beauty, Lluvia Cane. The young woman rolled her eyes when she saw the single person holding the camera though she stepped to the side to allow the crew member in. Once inside, the camera guy looked around the room with the camera, showing Jonna and Jamie Austin as well as Marilyn Matthews, Morgan Payne, Alexa Marcus, and Carlisle McCrimmon.

Lluvia Cane: As you can tell, we’re rather busy here. 3 of us have matches to prepare for while the rest of us have other things on our minds. But of course, you wouldn’t know anything about that since you always seem to love bothering us.

Jamie Austin: Oh come on, Lluv...they’re just wanting to get some insight from the future #1 Contenders to the Tag Team Titles, that’s all. At least if they’re smart, that’s what they’re here for otherwise this is just a waste of our time.

The camera operator gave a little nod to agree with Jamie, the camera moving when they did. Jamie gave Lluv a told you so look, and the shortest member of The Kingdom rolled her eyes but said nothing against the camera being there.

Jamie Austin: You’ll have to excuse her...it’s been a crazy weekend at The Castle. Now then, as you might have noticed, we’re missing a few members tonight, active wrestlers and otherwise. Our Queen decided to stay home tonight as did Lil and Steph. Chrissy also decided to take the night off, something I can’t blame her for. To Steph, since I haven’t said it for some reason, aka my being a bonehead, feel better and take it easy!

Lluvia Cane: Lil is rightly so taking the night at home after Sudden Death...it was a bad, rough night for her and Chrissy. They had a damn good match and gave it their all, but unfortunately, the gold has been stolen from its home.

Jamie Austin: Tonight we have a chance to try and make that right. We face 3 other teams to get contendership to the tag team titles. Gallus Mag...I may be new to the ring with less than a year under my belt, but even I know that you don’t fuck with the Shieldmaidens. Yet here we are, going against 2 of them in the main event. I don’t know about you, Lluv, but I’m tremendously looking forward to facing them.

Lluvia nodded in agreement with Jamie but remained silent for a moment as she looked around the locker room. Jonna was talking to Mary, presumably about Cruel Summer, Alexa was standing off to the side on her phone, most likely talking to Cassie, and Morgan was in conversation with Carlisle while the two members of The Queen’s Guard did their thing. The Cherokee Rose ran her fingers through her two-toned hair, straightening it a little in the process.

Lluvia Cane: Then of course there’s Salacious Intent...Abigail Lindsey and Sela Rica-Lark. Now those women know how how to...entice. They know their gifts well and use them as needed, but that’s not to take away from their skills as wrestlers, of course. There’s no doubt in our minds that they’re going to give us a Hell of a challenge later tonight.

Jamie Austin: Then, yet again, we’re stuck with The Beautification Movement. I don’t know why we keep getting stuck with the meathead and airhead, silicon Barbies. The 1st time we faced off, they had to get the meathead involved because they knew they couldn’t beat us. The 2nd time, yeah, I ate the pin, but if they didn’t have Taurus as a part of them, we would have decimated them. They knew it, the fans knew it, management knew it, and we knew it.

Lluvia Cane: But that’s neither here nor there, Jamie. We learned and have figured out ways to adapt to, I guess what they think, is sneakiness, tricks...whatever they want to think it is. Plus tonight is about getting through the 3 other teams to go after that gold. It needs to be brought back home where it rightfully belongs; it needs to be back with The Kingdom.

Jamie Austin: Plus, let’s face it, neither Chrissy nor Lil were the ones that got pinned. The Brothers Drake couldn’t actually beat them...they beat Legion of Wolves in all actuality. They know that they can’t really measure up to The Kingdom; they can’t actually measure up to The Last of the Valkyries, The Regulators, or to The Queen’s Guard.

Jamie motioned towards Morgan and Mary who both looked up for a moment, smirks on their faces before they went back to what they were doing. Jamie turned back towards the camera.

Jamie Austin: The Kingdom has set the standard for many. There are people that want to be like us, be a part of us if they thought they’d have half of a chance, but that dream is highly unattainable for them...for everyone, that’s not already part of The Kingdom.

Lluvia Cane: Tonight we’re going to remind everyone that we’re not people to push around. We’re going to go out to that ring and remind everyone that we’re part of the most dominant force that has been around Collision for quite some time. We are the best of the best. And that’s exactly why everyone will remember that they should always…

The Queen’s Guard: Behold the Kingdom!

The scene faded out as Jamie moved beyond the camera operator and exited the locker room while Lluvia went over to join Jonna and Mary.
The lights go down as a song undeniably by HEALTH drones four times. The drone continues to fade in and out, as it's now accompanied by on queue bass drum kicks, four to a bar.

Nick Hanson: So, if this woman's line on Twitter last week was any indication, I think I know who the opponent's going to be tonight.

Jim Reynolds: Same here. Katie Anderson's gonna get that sweet ass of hers beat, with the tear Katelin's been on.

Nick Hanson: Yeah, one clean defense since stealing the Genesis title. What a tear.

Jim Reynolds: Hey, Katelin's not been pinned or submitted since she beat Cass Baumer for the Wildcard briefcase! That's a pretty decent tear.

Nick Hanson: And Damon Cross hasn't lost since winning the World Heavyweight Championship. Who Katelin could have cashed that briefcase on and kept that from being the case. She's nothing special, and to be blunt, I don't get what anyone can possibly see in her.

The drone gets louder as vocals creep in.

Know we're never gonna feel the same as it was today
Know we're never gonna feel again, but I still wake up and lie to myself
Love, your love, it's not enough
Love, your love, it's not enough

Following "VICTIM," "TEARS" kicks in and the lights come on to reveal the Genesis Champion, Katelin Descarrilado, in her circular sunglasses and medical mask, donned in all black. She raises her arms up and out, almost in a wingspan, as the Genesis Championship shines. Jake Duzsik's vocals literally echo throughout the Collision Center as Descarrilado saunters down to the ring, almost in time to HEALTH's notes.

Roger Arden: The following contest scheduled for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit is for the New Frontier Wrestling Genesis Championship. Introducing first, the champion, from Denver, Colorado, weighing in at 138 pounds... the Devil In The Details... KATELIIIIIIN DESCARRILAAAAAAADOOOOOO!

Through Arden's announcement, Descarrilado has already reached ringside. Slowly, she walks over to the ringside steps, though she climbs the steps with a bounce in her step before entering the ring. Once she's in, Descarrilado holds her Genesis title in the air for all to see, to a chorus of boos. After placing the title over her shoulder, she simply asks Roger for his microphone. With a glare, Arden hands it to her, which Katelin simply thanks him with a nod. "TEARS" fades out before Katelin removes her glasses and mask, pocketing them. The crowd boos the Ice Queen immensely, though Katelin is undeterred this time.

Katelin Descarrilado: You may like what you hear this week, Collision faithful. So before I go back on my word, shut it.

More boos, though eventually the crowd does quiet down for the Genesis Champion.

Katelin Descarrilado: It is no secret that my opponent this week is Katie Anderson. I may as well have just said it from the get go with the line about wanting my receipt.

The crowd cheers at the mention of Anderson's name.

Katelin Descarrilado: It is no secret that Katie Anderson really hates me for my attacking her before I began my coup d'état for the Wildcard briefcase, and thus the Genesis Title. It's no secret that she still has a receipt for that. Even though my attack in and of itself was a receipt for costing me my debut match. In my eyes, we're even. To me, there is nothing to be done between us. But that isn't what any of you believe, even when her attacker was revealed to be someone else who I beat for my title in Etsuko Mitzusaka. In fact, when Anderson was attacked by Mitzusaka prior to the main event of Collision 102, she immediately blamed...

The Devil In The Details points to herself with a confused look.

Katelin Descarrilado: ...me. Funny, that. When I tried to clear my name, I was greeted with namecalling and curse words aplenty. Unsurprisingly, what was left out amid all the posturing was something that was demonstrated in my match last week. I'm not exactly a track star. How could I have attacked two people who were clearly in separate rooms and still have time to beat Dona Rotten senseless before winning my title without so much as a scratch on me? The timing obviously doesn't line up if you think on it just a bit. Though, as I explained last week, you people don't dive deep at all. And neither does she, clearly, or else I would never have been accused in the first place.

The crowd boos at Descarrilado's lecturing, regardless of there being any truth to her statement.

Katelin Descarrilado: Now... given that main event was for the Genesis Title, and she had been on the road towards it since her debut, I feel that this match is apropos regardless of history. So, allow me to fast track her just so I don't have to deal with any more blather about false receipts. Katie Anderson, let's start Cruel Summer early. You're on the clock.

Descarrilado hands her title to referee Priscila Mayer before Demi Lovato's "Confident" hits.

=Katelin Descarrilado's Anti-Open=

The match started with Katie Anderson gleefully accepting Katelin’s challenge. The Genesis Championship still so close to her grasp, it was all Anderson could do to wait until the bell had been rung. Katie came out of the gate with all of that fire leading her flattening Katelin with a shoulder tackle that sent the Champion flopping to the ground. Katie was quick to follow this with double leg stomps assisted by the ropes, pressing her momentum advantage for all it was worth. Katie pressed too hard on it though it seems because she bent down to haul Katelin in for a powerbomb but was met with a boot to the face, then other, then other, Katelin rattling off the stomp kicks with a degree of lightning speed that would have impressed Micky. Katie takes about three kicks before flopping herself down and away, rolling off to the side but it achieved the breathing room the Champion needed to collect her own wits. Katelin backs off to a corner, willing to wait out Katie’s fire as Anderson drags herself up still rubbing her jaw, Katie goes for another hot blooded tackle only to find her shoulder meeting the ringpost, as Descarrilado had jumped herself up and out of the way. The Champion brought her feet down across Katie’s back, hammering further on her challenger with what seems to be more than a bit of determination. No doubt planning on keeping her title firmly where it was.

Katelin gets on a roll after that, slipping her way down Katie’s back and pulling the woman’s legs from out from under her drops Anderson squarely on her face into the ring posts and before the Official can warn the Champion, Anderson is yanked ass over tea kettle into the center of the ring and covered for a one count that has the smaller slighter Anderson kicking out with an impressive amount of force and spirit. Locking in a Hammmerlock, Katelin forces her opponent to her feet and dog walks the challenger across the ring, soaking in all the boos. Katelin taunts the crowd, asking them how they like the spirited Anderson now that she’s being led around on a leash and really cranking in that armlock, causing Katie to roar with pain. With Katie screaming her refusal to give in at the Ref every time she’s asked, despite her struggles bringing her no closer to escape, both women not giving the other a single inch in terms of desire to win this contest. Katie looks to be fading, only to take the moment to soak in the “Kat-ie” cheers that have started to rally her on as the crowd goes nuts for this hot match. Katie does indeed rally, head butting her way out of the hold as Katelin makes the mistake of attempting to lift her to turn the hold into a Hammerlock Suplex. Katelin hits the ground, holding her head as Katie rubbing her own temples, manages to stay on her feet. There’s a tense moment when it’s down to weather or not Katelin gets up, or Katie falls over first, the hush of the crowd breaks as neither happens instead Anderson manages to keep her feet, whipping herself into the ropes, catching the Champion just as she herself manages to get up with a Pop-up Powerbomb.

From here, something inside Anderson snaps and she runs roughshod over this match. Katie brings those power moves to the forefront, tossing Descarrilado around the ring with as much fervor Katelin had showed when Dog walking her. Pay back and bitches, and all the things said about that. Katie seems to be enjoying knocking the Champion with knees to the gut, dropping her over like a bowling pin, only to send her into the ropes and do it again. Just when Katelin think’s she’s going to anticipate the move, Katie shows why she’s the more experienced wrestler in the ring and switches strategies to throwing Katelin over her shoulder in a back body drop. Katie keeps it up, repaying Katelin for her earlier dominance in the match, some three fold kicks, stiff forearm shots and the like from the brawler keeping the Champion in line. There’s some ruckus at the Gorilla position, the crowd starting to rumble. Katie whips Katelin into the ropes again, nailing a super kick off the rebound and then lining up to flatten the Champion’s head with Bad Street Blues (Curbstomp)! Katie goes for a cover but it tripped up by something, pulled back and away! The crowd is stunned as Katie pulls herself up and looks around the camera pans out to reveal Etsuko Mitzusaka, and her Manager Pet! With Pet holding a whip at her side, reeling in the thing and looking all too smug to be entirely innocent. Of course, the Official had been ready for the count and saw nothing. Katie’s livid, but she knows better than to try to deal with this now that the official is at least on the lookout. She turns to go back to her work when Etsuko starts making chicken noises at ringside! Gesturing at herself with that smug expression, Anderson’s distracted again and Katelin takes the time to get up from her beating. It’s Descarrilado’s turn to gain the upper hand, taking Katie’s feet out from under her and hanging the challenger up on the ropes. Katelin uses the leverage, strangling the life out of Katie until the four count by the Ref, who’s now trying to keep all the moving parts within eyesight.

Once forced to move back, Katelin drags her challenger off of the ropes and dishes out her own curb stomps to keep her down, before slapping on the "Death March" (Elevated boston crab with a knee to the neck)! Katie’s desperate! Gasping and struggling, Etsuko gets the Official’s attention when she approaches as Katie makes wild grabs for the ropes! Just when the challenger looks like she might be able to salvage this, Pet is there! The manager grabs Katie’s hand and throws it from the ropes, Etsuko backing off just as Katie is forced to tap from the strain of the choke and the failure of getting to the ropes!


Roger Arden: Here is your winner and STILL the NFW Genesis Champion...The Ice Queen...Katelin...Descarrilado!!

Jim Reynolds: SHE GOT IT!!!

Nick Hanson: Huh, yeah of course she did, Jim.

Jim Reynolds: YES SIR!!!!

Katelin smirks, before she looks around and cottons on to the situation. In her adrenaline rush she had seemingly been unaware of the new additions to ringside, and once she sees Pet close to Katie at the ropes and Anderson’s rage and pain filled expression of frustration, the Champion herself loses it! Katelin bursts to her feet and starts kicking at Pet! Cursing and screaming at them for what she know’s they’ve done! Pet and Etsuko make a smirking retreat, leaving a livid pair of fighters in the ring.

Jim Reynolds: Whoa relax champ!! You still got your gold!

Nick Hanson:[/font Jim? Call me crazy but I don’t think Katelin realized what happened when it did.

Jim Reynolds: Ah well, I can’t fault her for that. Not like she needed the help to win!

Nick Hanson: Well...mmh. Nevermind.

Result: Pinfall

The scene opens up backstage with Sela pacing like a caged beast while Abigail broods on a set of equipment crates. Abigail's eyes watch Sela closely before she turns to the camera for a moment.

Abigail Lindsey: Valkyries. Valkyries. Valkyries...heh... I’m disappointed. You had one job. Win. You’re supposed to be the greatest tag team of the modern ages, so I was told. To be fair, your record is quite impressive. Faerie. Christina. Your legendary reign doesn’t change the current situation, I was looking forward to a potential showdown between Salacious Intent and The Last of the Valkyries for the Tag Team Championships. You let me down. You... broke my heart. Now I’m... quite bored. No worries Valkyries. I think I have the perfect solution. How about Sela and myself win. Destroy The Brothers Drake. We’ll see you at Wrestlewar, how does that sound?

Abigail pauses a moment.

Sela Rica-Lark: How does that sound? Let me tell you how it sounds: like boring crap. We know the Valkyries well, we've watched and studied them. We can identify with psychopaths like the Legion, we are in the same boat even if we aren't on the same level. The Brothers and their barbarous traits and cookie cutter "we're so great" attitudes. Maybe that gets somewhere elsewhere, not with me. I want playtime, not… whatever it is they do. But that's where we are so it's what we have to deal with.

Sela huffs and stalks away for a moment.

Abigail Lindsey: Suppose you’re right. We still have a job to do. Preventing the Kingdom from bringing the titles back to their clan works for me.”

“Lluvia. Sorry sweetie, as tempting as you come across on social media. Sela and I can appreciate that. We do drive all the men and women into a frenzy, there is no way we are going to allow The Kingdom to secure more championship gold, in all honesty, as great as your posse is, beholding the Kingdom has grown a tad bit boring, not fun anymore. Was it ever? I don’t know. Your success, undeniable as it is, all kingdoms burn eventually, nothing lasts forever. The Brothers Drake beat your girls. Who knows that might have been another step in the crumbling of your world wide dominance. Might have been a fluke, we’ll never quite know until history plays itself out. What Salacious Intent knows for certain, we won’t bow to you or anyone else. Just the way it is.

Sela returns seemingly calmer.

Sela Rica-Lark: Ever since I came to NFW, there's been one thing I've held to: the unspoken pact between myself and the Kingdom. But they got greedy, even careless as recent events have demonstrated. And as Abigail said, beholding the Kingdom became tedious instead of fun. So tonight, whatever final notions of that pact will be ripped to shreds. Because as we promised, we are going for the top spots. And your Kingdom stands in our way.

Brings a smile to Abi’s face that Sela is in a calmer state of being. Judging by the sigh that escapes hers lips Abi doesn’t seem impressed with who she is going to address next.

Abigail Lindsey: Cayla. Juliana. Know what I find strange? Haven’t women since the dawn of time strived to become more than their physical appearance? Salacious Intent won’t fault you for utilizing your assets. Do we walk around bragging about how beautiful we are? Is our entire identity centered around flaunting the gifts our parents gave us in everyones faces? No. Not quite. While Sela and I were teaching Cass a lesson, giving Gallus Mag the fight of their lives, you two decide to run some Search for Beauty contest? So you found a hoss to simp for ya, how did that work out last week?

Abigail winks.

Abigail Lindsey: Cay. Julz. I can call you Julz? This whole beauty thing, eh, been around the world, seen it so many times, fails to interest lil ole me. Hopefully you wrestle better than you look. Should we cross paths in this Gauntlet, me and The Underground Queen will eat you alive. Sorry. Not sorry.


Sela Rica-Lark: Hahahaha, "beautification" indeed. What is it that was once said of me? Attention seeker? Thot? Twitter whore? We both proved that wrong. And here you two are, proving all of that crap to be true of the rest. But see, unlike you two, our beauty isn't just for the attention. It's a lure, a weapon that we wield to put others at ease… hehehe and then… well you all know how the poem ends when someone says "will you walk into my parlour?"

Abigail cracks her knuckles. Her eyes flare up, revealing a rare glimpse behind the serene demeanor she usually gives off.

Abigail Lindsey: Last but not least is you Gallus Mag. We meet again sooooo soon after our last experience. I hope we cross paths. I really do. Reckoning Day II bothers me. The loss is what it is. I can handle that. What I can’t handle is after you laid me out I was vulnerable to possibly getting wiped off the face of the planet by you two. I imagine if Reckoning Day II was the last night of my career, I would have gone the rest of my life unfulfilled. I’ve won World Championships, tag championships, the list goes on. Caused more chaos than I ever dreamed. I have bigger aspirations, knowing you two could have stolen that from me? It’s a humbling experience, so, if nothing else, whether Sela and I win the gauntlet, what I want, more than anything, is to take something from you. This opportunity. I’ll be damned if you two become number one contenders at our expense.

Abigail seeths. Sela is right there with her.

Sela Rica-Lark: Yes, Gallus Mag. But I actually suppose we should be thanking you. If you hadn't been so focused to try and finish us, no doubt Luthor's orders, we may not have found the… alliance that we have now.

Sela's lips curl into her sadistic grin.

Sela Rica-Lark: If you never trust another word we say girls, trust this then: what you wrought on Reckoning Day will be paid back to you with more than interest. In fact, it will make you overflow until you burst. Hehehe, you made a mistake crossing us Saoirse, Becca. We tried to warn you to let us go on, but you chose to stand in our way. You chose to rise up, haha, resist if you'll pardon the callback. This won't have any of those same endings. You'll yet be around long enough to regret your actions. And when you've finally broken, that's when Abigail and I will finish you off. Permanently.

Abigail cracks a sadistic grin. Salacious Intent walks out of view as the scene fades to black.

Crystal Zdunich v. Marilyn Matthews

Crystal Zdunich and Marilyn Matthews are in the ring, waiting for the bell to sound the start of the match. The two women immediately locked up in a power battle for early dominance in the match. Crystal used her quickness to get out of the power battle, quickly ducking out then spinning to get behind Marilyn, throwing a hard right into the other woman’s back. Marilyn was taken by surprise with the punch, but she quickly recovered and turned, rounding on Crystal and grabbing her by the hair, throwing her down to the mat. The referee warned her about grabbing the hair, and Marilyn rolled her eyes but held her hands up to show she understood. As Crystal got up, Marilyn went for a quick clothesline, but Crystal ducked below the other woman’s arm then executed a quick leg sweep, sending Marilyn to the mat. While Marilyn got back to her feet, Crystal began climbing the ropes, setting up for a diving hurricarana, but Marilyn was able to get to the corner with a slight run before the other woman could get the chance to stand, hitting Crystal with Nerf This!, causing the woman to fall from the turnbuckle and to the floor. The Kingdom member smirked when she heard the impact of her opponent hitting the floor and crying out briefly before taking a few moments to catch their breath. Marilyn rolled out of the ring, ignoring the referee telling her to get it all back into the ring, and began stalking Crystal. After a few seconds, the referee began his count on both women.

2…..

3…..

Crystal was quickly able to scurry back to her feet, putting some space between herself and the Kingdom member who was continuing on her path towards her. Marilyn then wasted no time in rushing Crystal, and the two women began exchanging fists back and forth. The referee continued his count though it seemed to fall on deaf ears when it came to the two women.

5…..

6…..

The count continued on, past the halfway point while the two women continued to brawl. After getting a few good hits in on Marilyn, Crystal eventually shoved the other woman away from her, catching her opponent off guard when doing so. She began heading back towards the ring to break the count, but Marilyn grabbed her and whipped her into the barrier hard, a loud and audible SMACK coming from the impact. Crystal cried out for a moment but got back to her feet, rubbing her back a bit before realizing that the other woman was rushing towards her once again. She quickly sidestepped, causing Marilyn to run into the barrier where another loud smack emerged. As Marilyn got straightened up, the referee’s count continued and Crystal began amping herself up for Flashing Lights.

18…..

19…..

Just as the two women got near each other, Crystal nailed Marilyn with Flashing Lights, sending the woman down to the floor thanks to the harsh impact. Crystal grinned as she looked down at the fallen Kingdom member.


Roger Arden: Ladies and gentleman, this match has ended in a double count-out therefore it is a draw!!

Jim Reynolds: Yeah way to go, Crystal Hilton! You know you can’t beat her straight up so you pull this shit![/’color]

Nick Hanson: Either one of them could have brought this back into the ring. It’s personal. Crystal’s proven herself as a force in this business. Also, Zdunich, Jim. Her name is Crystal Zdu--

Jim Reynolds: I don’t give a shit! Fuck what her name is! Put some respect on Marilyn Matthews’ name!

Winner: DRAW
Result: Countout

DOLCE & GABBANA the bright light of the fashion house of choice this week for THE Beautification Movement illuminated off the door of the black Mercedes-Benz Maybach GLS 600 as they stepped inside the shop. TAURUS was the last in and the least sure about the day’s activities, but he followed behind Cayla as they were led inside by the manager, presented champagne and hugs for Grace, Juliana, and Cayla, and very polite bows towards TAURUS.

TAURUS: Miss Moretti, why are we here again? Cayla had said she knew Juliana’s favorite color was purple, so we was all wearJuliing the purple tonight? I got me a wonderful purple shirt, and you got loads?

Grace looked over at Juliana like she was about to slap the massive man, but Juliana stepped in. She stopped Grace as TAURUS took a step back like he knew he had said something wrong. Juliana stopped Grace and turned to THE Beautification Muscle with a smile.

Juliana Mendoza: Because we need to blow off steam. You get to do that by punching things, especially Jobber Joe this Thursday, August 5th on the first episode of Zion Wrestling BRKTHRU! You’re welcome for that crossover ad, Kai.

Juliana gives a little knowing wink to the camera.

TAURUS: Right, so shopping and trash talking the slags you’ll be thumping later tonight.

Grace Moretti: "Precisely. And believe me, we need this badly. The fact that we were robbed of our rightful trios titles by those street rats, the more we need to vent and bring our spirits back up. Now, come come! Let's get ourselves dolled up for the potential tag shot tonight.

Juliana Mendoza: What they did was absolutely despicable, and the ref was NOOOO HELP at all. It was atrocious. So we get a chance to earn a shot for different team titles when we rightfully deserve a Trios Title match with an unbiased ref. Still, we’ll win this and take those titles from the big hunky muscle boys that just won them. We’ll bring them back to Collision and make the show better for you, LuLu.

Juliana blows a little kiss as she and Miss Moretti look at some dresses while Cayla assists TAURUS in finding a shirt. Cayla would look around to find a fairly harmless blue polo shirt, as she brings it to him.

Cayla Phoenix: "You should try this out! It's good semi-casual wear.

Grace Moretti: "He looks like he works at Walmart in that thing...

Grace said with a bit of a disgusted groan to her voice while she looked over Taurus with the shirt on. Juliana turned around and rolled her eyes as she saw him in a very simple purple polo shirt, the little D&G logo is just barely visible over the heart.

Juliana Mendoza: Oh Cayla sweetie, no. I know that he can make almost everything look good, but look at it. It’s boring, it’s dull. It’s like the Queen’s Guard. It’s a perfectly good shirt, but what makes it special. Second best sister, fourth-best member of the Kingdom, third-rate shirt.

TAURUS gives a little spin and flexes, rips the sleeves completely, busts off the buttons around the collar, and rips open a little bit.

TAURUS: Plus it’s all torn to shreds. Exactly like the Queen’s Guard.

Grace would chuckle a bit, as she watched someone get hit by one of the stray buttons, before she replied to him softly, in almost a motherly tone.

Grace Moretti: "Poor thing… Most designers never take into consideration muscle mass. It must have been annoying looking for clothes for you, hasn't it, Taurus? But, you're far too classy to be in sleeveless trash like this. You're not like Gallus Mag… You're a gentleman and a scholar, not some low-life thug. Let's get you out of this thing…"

She said as the shirt was so tight, Grace could barely move it off of him.

Grace Moretti: "How did you get this on in the first place?"

Cayla Phoenix: "Let's worry about the more pressing matters… like taking it off!"

TAURUS: I think i can handle this ladies.

TAURUS brings his hands up to the collar and just rips the things in half, and it’s now a vest.

Juliana Mendoza: Wow, we really need to find you the right shirt. I already spotted the absolute perfect dress for Miss Moretti, but you’re difficult. Big, tall, absolutely ripped. I think there might be one more shirt.

Juliana makes a motion and TAURUS is brought out a dark purple shirt, there’s a big diamond D&G logo in the middle of a skull with a knife through its head and jaw, drops of blood trickling down and making a little border at the bottom of the shirt.

Juliana Mendoza: That’s terrible. Some street artists collabo. So much good there, but just too much. Just like those Salacious Intent ladies. Sela, Abi, they’re pretty, they’re cool, they understand the harsh sting of being on management’s bad side. They’re just too much though. Too violent, too scary. Blood is not beautiful.

Cayla Phoenix: "It's trashy, like an ICP album. Taurus, can you take it off, please?"

She said with a bit of a gleeful look in her eyes while watching him undress, as Grace finds a black shirt in the dress section, as she hands it to him.

Grace Moretti: "Here you go, try this out. It's made of nice material and has a little bit of a purple glow behind the logo here. Not too overbearing, and very classy."

TAURUS takes the shirt, pulls it on and it fits, perfectly. Little tight around the chest and arms, nice drape around his midsection. He flexed a few times and it held up.

Juliana Mendoza: Hmm, Classy, sophisticated, timeless, and though overlooked, the absolute best, just like THE Beautification Movement. Wouldn't you both agree ladies?

Cayla Phoenix: "Oh, for sure! He looks incredible, and well… so do we!"

She said with a hammy smile, as Grace would shrug.

Grace Moretti: "She isn't wrong. We may have been absolutely robbed of our trios titles, but, let's make lemonade out of lemons and get those tag titles!"

Juliana Mendoza: Yes, there is just no team that is better than THE Beautification Movement, and tonight, we will prove that. Now that the big man is properly attired, Grace, you have to come and see this dress. You are going to absolutely love it. In fact, TAURUS, make sure you're standing behind the boss lady and not grabbing my bestie's ass when you two think we're not looking.

Cayla blushed slightly as TAURUS put his hands up. Juliana and Grace shared a little laugh as they went to see this amazing dress.

After all is said and done, the camera pans back slowly to reveal Cass Baumer in her green blazer watching the scene unfold from behind a corner. She has a smirk on her face, her back against the wall until she dramatically forward shoulder rolls out of position and swaggers away as we fade to black.
We cut backstage to the locker room belonging to Gallus Mag as the two members of said tag team, “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire and Becca “Bruiser” Maguire are warming up with some shadowboxing from Bruiser while Psycho repeatedly pulls at a resistance band. Once the two notice that the camera is on them, they stop with their warm ups and focus their attention on the camera.

Becca “Bruiser” Maguire: So tonight, Sorsh and I have another fuckin’ opportunity to challenge for the NFW Tag Team Championships, aye?

“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: Aye wit th’ Beautification Movement, Th’ Quaen’s Guard an’ Salacious Intent in a Gauntlet…

Bruiser nods as she crosses her heavily tattooed arms across her chest.

Becca “Bruiser” Maguire: A team we already fuckin’ beat… a team we fuckin’ respect… and the fuckin’ thot squad! I did say that right, lass? I don’t exactly keep up with the lingo the kids speak nowadays…

Psycho nods quickly.

“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: Aye, ye did bae usin’ it right an’ they bae havin’ anutter nickname but it bae low hangin’ fruit tha’s baen done before an’ not worth raepaetin’.

Becca “Bruiser” Maguire: Nicknames aside… Sorsh and I are goin’ into this Gauntlet knowin’ full well how difficult it’s gonna fuckin’ be! Coz for all we know? We may end up bein’ one o’ the first teams out! Meanin’ we’ll have to go through all three teams to win!

“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: Aye an’ there bae some we’d like a paece o’ more than utters…

Bruiser shrugs.

Becca “Bruiser” Maguire: Aye. But we’re mainly just lookin’ for a fuckin’ fight! But more importantly… we’re lookin’ to get another shot at those tag titles! Coz we know how good we are as a tag team! We know we can give every single fuckin’ tag team in this company a run for their money! And I ain’t just talkin’ about the tag teams on Collision… I’m talkin’ about the tag teams on Trauma too!

“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: It bae time!

Bruiser nods as she lifts her hood up over her head.

Becca “Bruiser” Maguire: Coz Hell is empty…

“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: An’ th’ Maidens bae haer!

Bruiser then lifts her face mask up over her nose and mouth and then slaps Psycho on the back before the two disappear off camera as we cut elsewhere.

(To Face The Tag Team Champions At Cruel Summer II)

THE Beautification Movement v. The Queen's Guard v. Salacious Intent v. Gallus Mag

THE Beautification Movement draws number one and the crowd boos their entrance intently. Juliana and Cayla step into the ring and smirk knowingly at the assembled masses unhappy to see them. The two look around smirking as they wait for their opponents to show up. The crowd explodes as Gallus Mag enters and joins them in the ring.


THE Beautification Movement retreat to their corner as Gallus Mag stand in theirs in anticipation. Bruiser steps out onto the apron and Psycho walks to the center of the ring. THE Beautification movement rushes her and takes over, Cayla and Juliana taking turns, while utilizing the refere’s count to commit near constant double teams that are not quite illegal. They hit Psycho with the Ugly Truth and Juliana covers.

TWO!

PSYCHO GETS A SHOULDER UP!

THE Beautification Movement keeps their tactics up, employing not quite illegal double teams earning several warnings in the process. They hit the Snapshot and Cayla covers.

TWO!

BRUISER MAKES THE SAVE!

As the referee escorts Bruiser to her own corner, THE Beautification Movement take Psycho to their corner and set up for a perfume shot. Psycho slides out of the way and they almost spray the wrong person. Psycho gets in a flurry of kicks and then makes the tag to Bruiser. Bruiser comes in and starts cleaning house, knocking both Juliana and Cayla around like tent pegs. Grace tries to spray her but misses and Bruiser takes out her anger on Cayla before clotheslining Juliana. Cayla rolls Bruiser up from behind.

TWO!

BRUISER KICKS OUT!

THE Beautification Movement goes for the TEXAS Two-Step but Psycho comes in and snaps off Gealtachta on Juliana. As she goes down, Gallus Mag hits Taranis on Cayla. Bruiser covers.

TWO!

THREE!!!

~ Ding Ding Ding ~

THE Beautification Movement Eliminated

The Queen’s Guard enters and takes THE Beautification Movement’s place.


Lluvia and Jaime hit Angelic Rebellion and Hell On Heels simultaneously to an unsuspecting Psycho. She falls and tumbles to the floor through the ropes. Bruiser fights both members of the Queen’s Guard but they eventually overwhelm her two on one. Jaime hits a big ddt and covers.

TWO!

BRUISER KICKS OUT!

Jaime tags in Lluvia and lluvia hits a springboard somersault leg drop before covering Bruiser.

TWO!

BRUISER KICKS OUT!

The Queen’s Guard works Bruiser over some more, giving her multiple double team moves before Jaime hits Snake, rattle & Roll. She tags in Lluvia and Lluvia follows with Truth & Grief. Lluvia covers.

TWO!

THR-NO!

BRUISER KICKS OUT!

AS the Queen’s Guard pulls Bruiser up, she fights up and then staggers back to an opposite corner. Psycho climbs up and tags herself in. She staggers into the ring and charges the Queen’s Guard, running right into the G2 Rose. Lluvia covers while Jamie knocks Bruiser down in the corner.

TWO!

THREE!

~ Ding Ding Ding ~

Gallus Mag Eliminated

Salacious Intent rushes the ring and drills Jaime, knocking her out of the ring.


Abigail and Sela take turns playing with their food, each taking a slow turn on inflicting pain and agony on Lluvia. They make sure that even when they double team her, the referee cannot complain to them at all. After what seems like years, they give Lluvia a cannonball and basement corner dropkick before finally and almost mercifully going for a cover.

TWO!

LLUVIA KICKS OUT!

Abigail and Sela actually smirk at the fight still being shown in Lluvia. The two continue to take turns, seemingly savoring every second of every morsel. They smack her around and then give her a leg sweep meteora combination with Abigail covering.

TWO!

LLUVIA GETS A SHOULDER UP!

Abigail and Sela rub their hands together and Sensuous Destruction only for Lluvia to cradle Sela out of it. Abigail drops down to break up the pin and Jaime comes into the ring. There’s a wild flurry of action that culminates with Jaime hitting Hell on Heels on Abigail and then tackling Sela to the floor. Lluva catches the falling Abigail for an inside cradle.

TWO!

THREE!

~ Ding Ding Ding ~

Roger Arden: Here are your winners, by pinfall!!! Lluvia Cane...Jamie Austin...THE QUEEN’S GUARD!!!!

Nick Hanson: And the Queen’s Guard will go on to meet The Brother’s Drake at Cruel Summer II for the Tag Team Championships!

Jim Reynolds: Bring the belts back to The Kingdom, Nicky! BEHOLD!!

Nick Hanson: That’s our show for tonight! So long everybody!

Jim Reynolds: Nick and Jim signing out!

The show goes off the air while Lluvia and Jamie are seen celebrating in the ring.

Result: Pinfall