Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Nov 22, 2022 11:31:07 GMT -8
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“The Demons Hate You”
“The Demons Hate You”
“The Demons Hate You”
“The Demons Hate You”
“The Demons Hate You”
“The Demons Hate You”
“The Demons Hate You”
As “King Freak” plays across the arena, the World’s Heavyweight Champion, Jansen Myrrh and her manager Seo-hyung Kwon step onto the stage. Myrrh leads the way to the ring as Kwon follows. The fans immediately boo the champ as her and her manager head to the ring.
Jansen stops halfway down the ramp, looking to her left and then her right. She walks over to the guardrail and and bumps the bottom of a cup of beer, causing it to splash all over the owner. It earns her double middle fingers and she returns the sentiment. Kwon steers her back towards the ring.
Jansen finally gets up the steps and gets onto the ring apron, holding the ropes open for Kwon to get inside before following her through. Kwon walks over and takes a mic from ringside before bringing it to Jansen.
Jansen Myrrh: It’s fucking Tuesday! It’s fucking Collision Day! They tried to put me on the card to fight, but I just had two title defenses back to back and I told them I wasn’t going to wrestle in this shit town.
The crowd boos.
Jansen Myrrh: Shut the fuck up, Dexter. Speaking of my last two title defense, both in which I walked away the motherfucking champion of the world, let’s talk about the conspiracy to take this belt off of Jansen Myrrh. I would say it might go up as far as Brody, but he’s too busy doing whatever the fuck he’s doing that’s not about wrestling. Probably getting his dick wet or something. So, I’m looking at you.. Jennifer.
Kwon asides something to her.
Jansen Myrrh: Jessica, Jennifer, it all means the same fucking thing. She’s talking about me burning her biscuits but her oven is already way too full for me to be doing any baking there! Something fucking contagious going around with everyone coming under certain conditions, so you all just stay the fuck away from me.
Seo-hyung Kwon: Pregnancy is not a condition, Jansen…
Jansen Myrrh: I mean, sure, if you’re vaccinated.
The crowd boos.
Jansen Myrrh: Oh, shut the fuck up. I’ve a feeling the boss lady is out to get me. First, she put me in a title match against Abby Collins or whatever the fuck her name is. Then Daniel Anderson. I hit that bitch so hard, she got knocked up too.
The boos are deafening.
Jansen Myrrh: Shut the fuck up. I’m fucking done. I ain’t defending this title until Wrestle War against that untalented hack, Morgan Payne. Everyone’s fucking calling her the Ace? She ain’t the goddamned Ace until she beats me for this title. This title right here? That means I’m the fucking Ace around here. In fact, hey, Kwon. Get me a trademark on “The Ace of NFW” that way I can sue that bitch when she uses it.
Seo-hyung Kwon: I’ll take care of it.
Jansen Myrrh: As I was saying. Ain’t no more title shots! None! First of all, ain’t no one here worthy of a goddamned title shot. Less you wanna send that idiot hack Kasey Kash over from the inferior brand and we can unify these fucking titles. Shit, I’ll fight my close personal friend Alastair Frost for his belt too! I’ll get all the goddamned belts to join this one.
Jansen pats the title on her shoulder.
Before anyone can say another word, even on commentary, the opening banjo strum to Jason Aldean’s “She’s Country” fills the speakers to the 3Arena. Ireland gives a pop of appreciation as General Manager, Jessica Clarkson-Morian comes out from backstage. The tiny, normally frail looking Southern Belle wears a look of stone cold proportions. Her eyes are locked right on the ring as she starts to come down to the ring but stops as soon as she starts to touch the ramp.
Jansen holds up her hands.
Jansen Myrrh: I wouldn’t come any closer. The last bitch that got too close to me ended up pregnant. You don’t wanna have to carry twins or triplets now, do you? Looks like you’re already holding onto half a baseball team in there.
Jessica Clarkson-Morian: Uhh ahem! ‘Scuse me Miss Jansen, but if you ain’t already been paying attention.
Jessie pauses and looks down where even in her business attire, given her jacket is open and her top is a thin turtleneck shirt to combat the Irish cold, it’s not hard to see the tiny bump forming in her tummy. She looks back up at Jansen, not too happy with the champion’s remarks.
Jessica Clarkson-Morian: I’m already pregnant, no thanks to you, praise be. I couldn’t he happier, but I ain’t out here for that. I’m out here to make sure you know face to face who’s actually in charge and shotcalling around here. See, Miss Jansen, you ain’t wrestling tonight not because you don’t want to. You ain’t wrestling here tonight because I tried to be nice and let you off this week since you had two title defenses before now. Of course, nevermind the fact you approached them like a rabid trash panda and scurried away with the goods after making a complete mess out of the situation. Best you don’t forget, though, that I’m the appointed General Manager here. I make the rules. Makes me boss lady.
Jansen Myrrh: Everyone knows that Brody is the real boss around here. You’re just the babysitter.
Jessie looks like she’s about to burst a vein in her forehead (Lord have mercy, this woman’s adorable even when she’s mad as all Hell) but she calms down and takes a deep breath, putting her free hand on her pregnant stomach.
Jessica Clarkson-Morian: Really? Just the babysitter? So if I was to tell you that Mr. Brody had no idea what I was planning next week, I reckon that’d make me a bad babysitter while Papa Steve’s out, wouldn’t it? Because next week, when we get to Scotland, Miss Jansen, you will wrestle in that ring, and you will defend the World Heavyweight Championship!
The crowd starts to cheer with excitement but Jessie lifts her hand asking for them to be silent. She then lifts her eyebrows, leans forwards and adds.
Jessica Clarkson-Morian: And just to make sure you don’t pull anymore tomfoolery? The #1 Contender at Wrestle War, Morgan Payne? She’s gonna be y’alls special guest referee!
Jansen Myrrh: You can’t fucking do that! I’m the champ around here! I call the shots! You can’t let her be the special referee! She’ll fucking screw me like she screwed Baumer. Like she screws everyone! I swear, if you make this match, I just won’t show up.
Jessica Clarkson-Morian: Jansen Myrrh, if you don’t show up next week to defend your title, you’ll forfeit it to your opponent. You’ll be out of Wrestle War and you’ll be out of NFW. Besides, Miss Jansen, it ain’t the referee I’d be worried about if I was you. I’d be more worried about your opponent.
There’s a moment of silence before the tron screen comes to life with static and the sound of a motorcycle engine roaring to life is heard. A voice fills the arena with the phrase “HELL IS EMPTY…AND THE SHIELDMAIDENS ARE HERE!” The crowd’s interest is peaked as the Shieldmaiden MC logo comes up on a black background for a few seconds before cutting to a backshot of a woman standing facing the wall. Black, shoulder length hair, black leather jacket with her patched vest over it. She slowly turns around to look into the camera and just smirks, ever so slightly. The crowd nearly blows the roof off as they immediately recognize Shieldmaidens President Alex “Bullet” Carbajal. She doesn’t say a word. She just stands there with a smirk before the screen goes black and returns to normal.
Jessica Clarkson-Morian: Y’all have a nice evening. God bless.
With that, Jessica turns and heads to the back as Jansen Myrrh throws a tantrum in the ring, talking to Kwon about getting an injunction and such as the scene cuts away.
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Nick Hanson: “Does anyone else see a psychotic little girl when they see Arianrhod?!.”
Jim Reynolds: “Uh, thank you for that. I won’t be able to get that out of my head all night now. Thanks.”
Nick Hanson: “Look at her!”
Arianrhod continues to skip around in little circles before coming to a stop and bringing a mic up to her mouth…but instead of talking she shakes her head and goes back to skipping. This repeats two more times with her stopping suddenly, lifting the mic, shaking her head and then going back to what she was doing.
Nick Hanson: “What is she doing?!”
Jim Reynolds: “I am not even a hundred percent sure even SHE knows that.”
Nick Hanson: “Well it’s creepy! Quit it!”
On the fourth time she stops instead of lifting the mic to her mouth Arianrhod lifts her arm and points it at the huge screen at the top of the rank. Her once beautiful visage turns into a twisted evil smirk as with a loud crackle of static the video springs to life.
It’s the last Collision where Jasmine Matthews was blind sided by the Fairy and Arianrhod seemed to have simply disappeared with her as the screen fades to black. As the camera begins to move to scan the crowd on its way back to the blonde in the ring another image shows up on the tron.
The image is of a dark room where a figure stumbles forward as if they were shoved. Blonde hair shines in the dark as the head turns and scans the room.
Voice: “SHOW YOURSELF!”
Slowly the lights begin to come up to reveal Jasmine standing in the middle of an empty room still in the ring gear from the Collision before.
Jasmine Matthews: “ARIANRHOD!?”
The image is of a dark room where a figure stumbles forward as if they were shoved. Blonde hair shines in the dark as the head turns and scans the room.
Voice: “SHOW YOURSELF!”
Slowly the lights begin to come up to reveal Jasmine standing in the middle of an empty room still in the ring gear from the Collision before.
Jasmine Matthews: “ARIANRHOD!?”
Nick Hanson: “It’s Jasmine!”
Jim Reynolds: ”Is this what happened after Collision went off the air?”
Nick Hanson: “Considering what we know….I don’t like this….”
Jasmine continues to spin around as Arianrhod’s voice calls out from the darkness.
Arianrhod: “We can hear how loudly you bark but why when you will just leave them all in the dark?”
The lights come up and reveal that all around Jasmine on the walls of this strange place are portraits of the Collective. In each of the images where Jasmine is present she looks monstrous and faded. As if she was bleeding down the canvas.
Of course Jasmine knows what this means. The destiny of her family. Jasmine stares at the walls in horror.
Arianrhod: “We can hear how loudly you bark but why when you will just leave them all in the dark?”
The lights come up and reveal that all around Jasmine on the walls of this strange place are portraits of the Collective. In each of the images where Jasmine is present she looks monstrous and faded. As if she was bleeding down the canvas.
Of course Jasmine knows what this means. The destiny of her family. Jasmine stares at the walls in horror.
Nick Hanson: “Oh my god…”
Jim Reynolds: ”Look at her. It’s like she had seen a ghost….”
Nick Hanson: “Her own.”
Slowly she comes forward and reaches out to touch one of them, pulling back fingers wet…not with ink but with what appeared to be blood. She very clearly mouths “No” and backs up until her back hits the opposite wall. Fear shows in every line of her as the voice of Lilith laughs mockingly.
It was at this moment that every image that featured Lily began to bleed as well. Her entire body turned into a messy blurr as the very paint seemed to run. Jasmine watches this with a single tear running from her right eye.
Jasmine Matthews: “Arianrhod…please…don’t do this.”
Jasmine reaches out a single hand toward the face of Lily as it literally melts down the canvas. Just as her fingertips were about to touch it, every canvas in the room burst into flames simultaneously.
Jasmine’s face contorted into one of unspeakable rage and she screams.
Jasmine Matthews: “NO!”
It was at this moment that every image that featured Lily began to bleed as well. Her entire body turned into a messy blurr as the very paint seemed to run. Jasmine watches this with a single tear running from her right eye.
Jasmine Matthews: “Arianrhod…please…don’t do this.”
Jasmine reaches out a single hand toward the face of Lily as it literally melts down the canvas. Just as her fingertips were about to touch it, every canvas in the room burst into flames simultaneously.
Jasmine’s face contorted into one of unspeakable rage and she screams.
Jasmine Matthews: “NO!”
Nick Hanson: “Oh my god! Jasmine’s here!”
Jim Reynolds: ”What?! What’s happening?!”
Nick Hanson: “Jasmine is here!.”
The camera shifts from the image playing on the stage to the ring just as Jasmine hits Arianrhod in the back with a clubbing axe handle. As this happens on the screen high above Arianrhod comes outta the darkness and blind sides Jasmine sending her face first the wall next to where Lily’s face was burning.
Jasmine mounts Arianrhod and lays into her with hard right hands. The savagery of the attack leaves a lot of people shocked as Jasmine doesn’t pull a punch earning a bit of blood on her knuckles after the fifth punch. Above on the screen Arianrhod pulls Jasmine up onto her shoulder and carries her toward the camera as the fire begins to burn out of control behind her.
Nick Hanson: “Jasmine’s not stopping! Guys we need security out here!”
Jim Reynolds: ”Arianrhod finally did it. She snapped the affection the Collective feels for Lily. Jasmine’s actively trying to end her right now.”
Nick Hanson: “It’s…actually kinda sad.”
On the screen the footage changes to the backyard of the Collective’s “castle” as the grass parts reveal smoke rising from what everyone would now know as Jasmine’s bunker. Mary is seen standing on a balcony watching as Arianrhod walks up the ramp and dumps Jasmine into the grass. Arianrhod and Mary lock eyes for just a brief second before Arianrhod turns and walks toward the treeline.
In the ring Arianrhod is bleeding from beneath the mask and the mouth as Jasmine continues to pummel her with hard punches. But it seems like the blonde woman had been allowing this all along as she suddenly catches Jasmine’s arm on her own and slams a headbutt into her face sending her staggering back.
Jasmine shakes her head and darts forward again but when Arianrhod gets to her feet she does something she had never done in all these long months. She pulls the mask off and tosses it to the mat causing Jasmine to slide to a stop with her arm extended for a punch.
She was looking into the face of Lilith Meadows.
The bloody face of Lily.
The face she had bloodied.
For a moment Arianrhod looked….strangely happy. That is until Jasmine’s arm began to tremble and the resolve left her eyes. Arianrhod’s own hardened instantly and she headbutts Jasmine clean in the bridge of the nose sending her crashing to the mat.
Arianrhod kicks the mask onto Jasmine’s chest and slides out of the ring where she disappears to the back leaving Jasmine lying in the ring covering her face with her hands.
Nick Hanson: “What the hell is Arianrhod’s end game?!”
Jim Reynolds: ”I don’t know Nick but Jasmine wasn’t ready to look into Lilith’s face.”
Nick Hanson: “Look at her….”
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Match #1/Tag Team
The Brooke Collective vs. The Cortez Dynasty
~DING DING DING~
From the second the bell rings, The Cortez Dynasty show a new side of themselves as Javier Cortez charges across the ring. Bron Brooker shoots for a big lariat but Javier ducks underneath, dives into The Brooke Collective’s corner and hits a leaping back elbow into Dana Baszler, sending her crashing into the barricade off of the apron. It’s not a dirty move, per say, but it’s brutal as fuck and Dublin is loving this opener already! Javier spins around and goads Bron into charging at him with a middle finger and something in Spanish we probably would be better off not knowing what it was for the sake of any children’s ears present.
Nonetheless, Bron comes charging forward and Javier dives out of the way, causing Bron to slam chest first into the turnbuckle with a big groan. Javier spins him around and traps him in the corner, laying into him with right hand after right hand after right hand. Only when the ref reaches the count of four does Javier Irish Whip Bron out of the corner, sending him violently into that of his own team’s. Bron’s feet rock off the mat with the impact but he manages to stay standing. Barely. Javier’s hot on the trail as he comes rushing in with a leaping European Uppercut that sends Bron’s mouthpiece and the big man slumping to the floor. Javier tags in Juan and motions for him to get ready as Javier pulls Bron to his feet. He lifts him up into an Electric Chair hold and falls forward, going for a Facebuster. At the same time, Juan springboards into the ring, catching Bron Brooker by the neck and viciously snaps him down with a cutter - the two brothers collectively laying down The Law of the Streets. Outside the ring, Dana Baszler’s up on her feet as Juan makes the cover but when she tries to get in, Javier stands as a human wall between her and her partner, while the referee makes the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
~DING DING DING~
Winners: The Cortez Dynasty
Result: Pinfall (Law of the Streets)
TWO!
THREE!
~DING DING DING~
Winners: The Cortez Dynasty
Result: Pinfall (Law of the Streets)
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“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: I want tae tank Zoey fer the match last waek. I know ye bae confused an’ tha’s alright.
She nods slowly, visibly appreciative.
“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: Ye did me a favour, Lass. I’ll nay bae forgettin’ tha.
Psycho manages a pointed nod as a segue.
“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: This waek, NFW bae haer in me hometown…
She looks up to the sky.
“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: Shonn, Rynn, I bae fightin’ fer ye t’night. I know ye bae watchin’ an’ little sister is ready tae do ye proud t’night!
Nodding solemnly, she kisses her hand and holds it aloft.
“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: I love ye, an’ I miss ye. Wish ye were haer wit me an’ Aoife. I’ll say hi tae Mum an’ Da…
A small smile crosses her face.
“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: I know, I know, I kinna bae fallin’ in love wit me kick or Cass’ll bae Baumerizin’ me fer baein’ feckin’ stupid about it. I’ll try tae nay bae a gowl about it. By th’ way, tha’s still Bex’s favorite tae use. She calls paeple “gammy gowl” all th’ time. Ye’d laugh…
Nodding to herself sadly, Psycho looks back to the camera.
“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: T’night, it bae Dublin, it bae me, it bae Cass Baumer an’ it bae bite shite tha ye’re nay gonna wanna miss!
Psycho grins.
“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: Let’s do this, Lass!
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Match #2/Singles
Cass Baumer vs. Saoirse Maguire
~ Ding Ding Ding ~
Cass and Psycho lock-up and Cass immediately takes a side headlock on the hometown girl. Cass works the technical side of things and gets a takedown and then a rolling cradle.
ONE!
TWO!
PSYCHO KICKS OUT!
TWO!
PSYCHO KICKS OUT!
Cass works the technical more, Psycho trying to counter and Cass countering the counters. Cass get Psycho in an O’Connor roll.
ONE!
TWO!
PSYCHO KICKS OUT!
TWO!
PSYCHO KICKS OUT!
Psycho is propelled into the ropes. She rebounds back into a backslide from Cass. As she does so, Pet comes walking out onto the stage to watch.
ONE!
TWO!
PSYCHO KICKS OUT!
TWO!
PSYCHO KICKS OUT!
Psycho starts getting off kicks and Cass eats a combo that floors her. Psycho covers.
ONE!
TWO!
CASS KICKS OUT!
TWO!
CASS KICKS OUT!
Psycho goes for more kicks but Cass blocks some and gets the Miramira.
ONE!
TWO!
TWO!
PSYCHO REVERSES INTO AN INSIDE CRADLE!
ONE!
TWO!
CASS KICKS OUT!
TWO!
CASS KICKS OUT!
Psycho gives Cass a Dublin Kiss. Cass falls into the corner and then staggers out on the rebound. Psycho hits the Gealtachta. Cass goes down like she's been shot and Psycho covers.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
~ Ding Ding Ding ~
TWO!
THREE!
~ Ding Ding Ding ~
Psycho stands up and soaks in her hometown adulation before taking her leave.
Winner: Saoirse Maguire
Result: Pinfall (Gealtachta)
Result: Pinfall (Gealtachta)
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Cass Baumer: Chrissy…
Cass looks back at Pet at ringside, who seems unbothered by Cass’s deduction. Then, Baumer turns her head back towards the assailant. All in the span of a couple seconds. Before Cass can open her mouth to speak, she’s immediately silenced! Superkick!
Jim Reynolds: SUPERKIIIIIIIICK!!!
Nick Hanson: WHAT THE HELL?!
Pet hops onto the apron and seductively steps between the first and second ropes. Once she’s in the ring, she pulls back the hood of the attacker to reveal Christina Olson herself!
With a motion, Pet commands Christina to leave with her. The new haremette obeys, while Cass is left writhing in pain on the mat.
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Match #3/Singles
River Chance vs. Lil Juicy
~DING DING DING~
River and Juicy circled each other for a moment, but using his height and reach to his advantage, Juicy was able to get an early edge in the match when he grabbed her and slung her into the corner. Once she collided with the turnbuckles, he ran at her, going for a hard clothesline which she ducked. She came back at him, nailing him with a hard discus lariat that almost sent him over the corner. Grabbing him, she set him up for a stalling vertical suplex, but he was able to get out of the suplex, sending a few knees down onto her head. Once he was back to his feet, Lil Juicy wasted no time in nailing River with a hard superkick, sending her stumbling back. Just as he was running at her to his a discus lariat of his own, she ducked it and then grabbed him, executing a beautiful German suplex, sending Juicy down to the mat. She lifted him to his feet, but before River could execute the powerbomb that she was going for, her attention was drawn to the entrance ramp when “Get Wrecked” by House vs Hurricane began to play. Havok came from the back, a blank look on his face as he made his way down the ramp and to the ring with The Doctor following in hot pursuit behind him.
She could be heard telling him to stop and to not interfere, but her words are falling on deaf ears as he gets in the ring. Lil Juicy immediately runs at the man, irritated at the match interruption, but Havok lays him out with a single punch.
~DING DING DING~
He lifts Juicy up by the throat and moves towards the ropes, chokeslamming the other man over the ropes and onto the apron, causing him to crumple to the floor due to the impact. It’s then that Havok’s sights are turned solely onto River who doesn’t back down from the man’s icy stare. The two’s gaze didn’t waver until River nailed Havok with a swift right hand, causing the man’s head to turn but not much else. He retaliated with a punch of his own, sending Chance stumbling back before she launched herself towards him, lefts and rights reigning down on him. But it seemed for every hit she managed to land, he landed one himself until the woman was breathing hard. Glancing back at the ropes, she ran towards them and launched off of them, going for a discus lariat on the big man, but he grabbed her and tossed her into the air before grabbing her and slamming her down with a hard powerbomb. Havok stared at the downed woman for a moment before exiting the ring, going over to the timekeeper’s area to take a steel chair only to get back into the ring. His manager telling him to stop was still falling on deaf ears as he got River’s head positioned in the chair. Before he could stomp on it, The Doctor got between Havok and the downed River, demanding he stop in a firmer voice. The man stared at her as she repeated her demand of him stopping before the pair ultimately left the ring, leaving a downed River and Lil Juicy behind them.
Winner: N/A
Result: No Contest
Result: No Contest
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The groups all stood engrossed in their own convos when the lights above them all flickered once...and then again. A visible chill could be seen spreading over the paid help as the stage hands and other members of the backstage crew grew uneasy and began to glance around.
As if on cue the figures appear coming down one of the hallways. A dozen of them covered in black robes with the hoods up and wearing black metallic masks over their faces. Walking at their head is a woman with orange and black hair dressed in all white. Her face was painted in a multitude of colors and she walked in a way that said she didn't have a care in the world.
That she was above anyone and everyone here.
When one of the stage hands, a man in his early twenties, tries to cross the room to do something for their job they cause the painted up woman to have to break stride and the instant that happened the dozen black robed figures were on them. Collectively they took the man by the shirt, arms, hair...anything really they could get and forced him back into the wall.
One of the Demons holding the man by the hair arches his head to the side painfully as the click of high heels sounds off the floor as Asmodeus approaches slowly. She leans forward, her face inches from his own and whispers.
Maiko/Asmodeus: "Do you know who We are petty little human? Who We serve?"
Stagehand: "..Y...Yes...."
Maiko/Asmodeus: "Then the next time We come? You better step aside. Or you...may just be the next to disappear."
Stagehand: "...Okay..Okay...I'm sorry...."
One by one the masked faces all turned to Asmodeus who gives a faint little nod and they finally release the man. The second he was let go he hurried away. Asmodeus laughs at the clear cowardice and begins to walk away with the demons falling in line behind her.
As they all disappear from view the camera comes to sit on one of the men that had been watching the entire exchange. He stood silently chewing with narrowed rage filled eyes.
Dane Preston.
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Shawn nods to the door he’s just closed behind him.
Shawn Worley: Yeah, he in there colorin’ with Daisy. She brought them big ass old school type ones and two big ass loads of crayons and they started like they been doin’ the last umpteen million years.
Cameron can’t help shake his head in awe at how Bubba’s little sister always seemed able to find giant coloring books like they were a dime a dozen.
Cameron Worley: Alright, good. Y’all gonna be good with both of them while I’m in the ring with Darcy Graves?
Shawn nods to the door again as if that should make the answer obvious.
Shawn Worley: They’s colorin’, you know ain’t nobody tears Daisy away from her colorin’ and when Bubba’s colorin’ with his sister, ain’t nobody tears him away neither. They’d need a whole mess of puppies to snatch they attention!
Cameron smirks.
Cameron Worley: Well, you can hope ain’t nobody got none.
Shawn snickers.
Shawn Worley: Y’all gonna be alright fightin’ an Irish lady in Ireland?
Cameron shrugs.
Cameron Worley: I mean, she’s from Northern Ireland so, might be a little different than if she was straight up from here but, close enough so… Ionno, we’ll see, I spose.
Shawn sighs heavily.
Shawn Worley: She’s a little badass regardless. You better watch yo ass, Cam.
Cameron can only smile at his brother’s concern.
Cameron Worley: I had better watch my ass every time we walk through the curtain. This ain’t no different. I ain’t in trouble until the cops start tellin’ me to run.
He turns to walk away and Shawn shakes his head.
Shawn Worley: You be ready to get if it comes to it, y’hear?
Cameron waves back at his brother as he walks on down the hallway.
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Match #4/Singles
Cameron Worley vs. Darcy Graves
~ Ding Ding Ding ~
Cameron and Darcy start throwing punches right away, teeing off on each other like they're both going for the knockout with every rapid fire shot. They hammer away relentlessly and simultaneously. They each quickly draw blood on the other. The two continue to blast away until Darcy breaks it up with a big lariat. Cameron falls to one knee and Darcy hits Waking The Dead. Cameron goes down and Darcy covers.
ONE!
TWO!
CAMERON KICKS OUT!
TWO!
CAMERON KICKS OUT!
Darcy tries to go into a cradle but Cameron reverses it. Darcy and Cameron roll a chain of reversals until Darcy bounces off the ropes and hits a short ddt. She covers.
ONE!
TWO!
TWO!
CAMERON CRADLES OUT OF IT!
ONE!
TWO!
DARCY KICKS OUT!
TWO!
DARCY KICKS OUT!
The two get to their feet and Cameron hits a big shotgun dropkick that sends Darcy into the corner. Cameron comes with a running forearm shot that knocks Darcy down and then covers.
ONE!
TWO!
DARCY KICKS OUT!
TWO!
DARCY KICKS OUT!
The two get back up and as they look to start it all over again, Haruka Fukuhara jumps the guardrail, kendo stick in hand and dives into the ring. She cracks Cameron over the back of the head and then nails Darcy in the mouth. Cameron lands on all fours while Darcy goes down like she’s been shot bleeding profusely from the mouth. The referee calls of the match as Haruka breaks the stick over Cameron’s head
~ Ding Ding Ding ~
Security starts to rush in and Haruka slides out to the floor, leaving the same way she came in and disappearing into the sea of humanity before anyone can lay a hand on her.
Winner: N/A
Result: No Contest
Result: No Contest
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Brittany Williams: Good evening to all of my precious loyal subjects out there. I know not many of you are familiar with me but let me take this time to happily introduce myself. I am a third generation SUPERSTAR. I am wrestling prodigy, and most importantly I am the LONGEST, SMALLEST, AND PRETTIEST REIGNING MHW AMMO CHAMPION of all time! I also happened to be the Princess who CO-OWNS the soon to be best GFL team ever in the Dominatrix but tonight I am not here to talk about that, or even how I am the future heiress to Rose Productions and WillCorp. As you can see from the way the ring is set up I am here to stand in for my mother.
Brittany takes a long breath as she begins to speak some more.
Brittany Williams: My mother sadly couldn’t be here tonight because on Sunday in another company she was badly injured to the point she went to the hospital. She wanted to do everything in her power to be here tonight but as a family we thought against it because she should be resting up. However we aren’t going to let her segment time go to waste because I am going to stand in the gap for my mother. So tonight you are going to be introduced to a real talk show. Ladies and gentlemen I give to you the Rose Garden!!!! Not many people may not realize it or you probably might slightly remember when she feuded with Cass but my mother spent the very beginning of her career being an interviewer and hosted this show weekly. So tonight we proudly bring that back because that horrible programming you see from the Queens of Crap might bore you to death so I am here to showcase what my mother would have done!
The crowd begins to cheer loudly as Brittany raises her scepter which gets a pop from the crowd.
Brittany Williams: You see I may not be a Queen but I am definitely a Princess. I am the future of this business and I have no problem putting my mother over because she deserves as much. My mother had a lot of things she wanted to address. First thing she wanted to do is to give a shout out to the Brooklyn Brawlers because as QB1 she plans to consistently get her best friend Zoey the ball and showcase why Angels never stop flying. She also wanted to throw out that on December 3rd that she will be Splat Multiverse Champion so she could join history alongside her sister Mariah. That’s always a good thing to talk about but that’s just the start.
Brittany takes a breath looking around as she looks right into the cameras.
Brittany Williams: However the main topic of tonight’s Rose Garden was to discuss how she does not like Jessi Ozborne at all. She is tired of the ridiculous bullshit. She is tired of the ducking, the shit talking, and she wants a fight. It’s obvious that Jessi wants to duck like a little Bitch. On Fusion my mother beat Jordan Majors and overcame that whole bullshit of her turning her back on her but that’s not enough for her. My mother might be called a lot of things. Jessi talked down how she’s fake along with the fake personality. No shit Sherlock as an actress she is always trying to portray herself to be somebody else. She never gets a chance to shine as herself and when she does nobody wants to give her a chance because they are quick to write her off. However there is one thing that she is sincere in…
Brittany nods her head as she speaks more.
Brittany Williams: That is in her desire to beat the unholy hell out of you because from where I stand it just seems like to talk shit but aren’t willing to take the licks. You don’t want that smoke and you want to live off the fact that you got a shot in on my mother in the catacombs. How many Queens does my family have to go through for you to put your big girl pants on and actually fight back?! Seriously you are childish and if you really had the guts you would fight my mother one on one. She was ready for that fight and yet she got jumped from behind. It’s apparent that my mother already beat Jordan. Hell my aunt Jenny beat that precious GF of yours. What else does my family have to do to get your attention?!
Brittany paces around as she speaks some more.
Brittany Williams: Obviously it has to be much more than that and my mother wants it known that she isn’t going to stop coming after you or even mentioning you on Twitter until you fight her. She will hunt you down and she will give everything that she got to prove to the entire world that she is better than you. You can’t kill her fighting spirit. Nobody has that power over her. She is truly like a flower. You can stomp on her, you can try to watch her wither away and do whatever to her. However if you didn’t take the time to kill her by the root she is going to find a way to grow up from underneath that soil. She will blossom and she will showcase that she will always have fight within her. That’s the woman that SHE IS… That is who she has ALWAYS been. Whether you hate her or love her. Whether you chant free Seleana or Free Diamond, for a moment she will look like the worse person on the Earth, but SHE ALWAYS FINDS A WAY TO CHANGE THE NARRATIVE. She ALWAYS FINDS A WAY TO PROVE EVERYONE WRONG EVEN WHEN IT SEEMS IMPOSSIBLE.
Brittany yells into the microphone as she pours her heart out.
Brittany Williams: So the real question is what are you going to do when my mother decides to strike you where it hurts. What are you going to do when the jokes don’t seem funny anymore and she is locked and loaded on you?! I doubt you will like what’s happening. Watch out Jess because my mother is coming and hell hath no fury than a Caldwell who is pissed off. You brought this on yourself. Your show is officially over… My mother will roll the credits on you once and for all… Mark my words on that… Flame On…
With that the entire crowd chants Flame On as they seem to behind Crystal as she nods her head to it.
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Match #5/Tag Team
Thicc Attack vs. The Foundation
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Brett Irwin starts off this match against Janie Greyson, who uses her power to her advantage as she outmaneuvers Irwin and gets around him with a Waistlock! She attempts to lift for Suplex, but Irwin won’t budge, instead turning the tables and getting a Waistlock of his own in on Greyson! The two struggle once again for control, with Irwin now attempting to lift Greyson with a Suplex! Greyson reverses however, slipping out of Irwin’s grip midlift and planting him with a Crossbody! She goes for the quick pin only getting the two! She doesn’t let up on Irwin however, who she drags to the corner before tagging in Catalina Tavares! She works Irwin up into a Powerbomb position, before Tavares takes off from the top rope, nailing him with a Clothesline on the way down! Another pin from the Thicc Attack camp, once again yielding a two!
Tavares gets Irwin to his feet, sending him into the corner turnbuckles with an Irish Whip! She rushes over after him, only to be caught with a Back Elbow for her troubles! Tavares staggers back, with Irwin rushing right in after her with a Chop Block! Tavares sits up, leaving an opening for Irwin to hit the ropes repeatedly, gaining as much momentum as possible before nailing a Penalty Kick! On his last go around, Flint Devitt gets the blind tag, setting up on the apron before nailing the downed Tavares with Slingshot Senton! He looks to finish Tavares off now, waiting for her to get up in the corner before rushing towards her and nailing his signature Big Boot! Pin by Devitt now, with Greyson rushing in to break up! Irwin leaps towards her to stop her, but Greyson catches him! She uses him to break the pin up now, nailing him with a Scoop Slam right on top of Devitt!
Devitt is slow to get to his feet now, trying to go after Tavares with a Clothesline, but Tavares ducks underneath, jumping to the second rope and hitting a Springboard European Uppercut! Devitt is down now, with Tavares going for the pin! Devitt gets his shoulder up right before three with Tavares looking to finish him off! She takes to the corner, tuning up the band as she awaits the rise of Devitt! She looks for the Superkick, but Devitt reverses, hoisting her up for the Flapjack! Just then, Brett Irwin leaps into the ring, nailing the Codebreaker to complete Abra-Cadaver (Big Rig)! Pin by Devitt, who gets the three count!
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Winners: The Foundation
Result: Pinfall (Abra-Cadaver)
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Just when it seems like Pet might have glanced the slightest bit in Cass’s direction, Baumer ducks again! Behind this white sedan, she’s safe. When she looks again, the pair are already on the move. Hunched down with light feet, the former journalist follows at a distance until she spots her own vehicle. On the move with her eyes on the harem, Baumer digs through her bag and heads towards her blue Audi R8 V10. She almost drops her keys, but she manages to hold her composure. Then, she climbs into the front seat. Following the duo out of the parking lot and onto the open road, there’s intensity in her eyes.
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Jessi Ozborne: Josh if you’re here to ask another one of your dumbass questions, you can see yourself out right now.
Josh takes the harshness from Ozborne in stride, continuing to ask his question.
Josh Davidson: Jessi, I just wanted to get some final thoughts going into your match tonight with Azurine Vebbins?
Jessi scoffs, directing her gaze towards the camera pointed towards her.
Jessi Ozborne: I just hope our wonderful General Manager is watching. After tonight? She’s gonna know exactly where I belong on that WrestleWar card.
And almost on cue, “Bow Down” by I Prevail begins to play, with Jessi waving off Josh as her, Majors, and Sanada pass through the curtains to make their way to the ring for tonight’s main event.
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Main Event/XIX Darkhorse Championship
Azurine Vebbins vs. Jessi Ozborn ©
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Ozborne and Vebbins circle the ring around each other with the two going in for a Collar-and-Elbow Tie Up! The two struggle for control, with neither one wanting to give an inch! Eventually the hold transitions into a Test of Strength, with their hands intertwined with one another’s! Vebbins is eventually able to get the better of this exchange, taking Ozborne down with an STO! Ozborne rolls out of the ring, her usual poker face being slightly cracked as she looks up at Vebbins taunting in the ring! She’s quickly crowded by Jordan Majors and Sanada, who give her a bit of reassurance as she climbs back to the apron! She stands for a while, bringing the match to halt as Vebbins eventually breaks her stillness to go after her! This feeds into Ozborne, who nails her with a Shoulder Block through the ropes as soon as Vebbins gets too close! Ozborne pulls her hunched over opponent through the ropes now, charging over and going for a Running Knee Strike! But Vebbins gets out of the way, catching Ozborne as she tries to go after her again with a Clothesline! Ozborne lands on the apron with a thud, with Vebbins pulling her in and going for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Ozborne! Vebbins quickly takes the advantage back, gripping a seated Ozborne from behind with a Rear Chinlock! Ozborne looks for the escape route, shifting her weight to the side before managing to make it up to a knee! Vebbins tries to keep the hold tied up, but Ozborne slips out, capturing the arm before slipping between her legs to get Vebbins in a Pumphandle position! She lifts Vebbins up for a Pumphandle Slam, but she reverses with a Snapmare! Ozborne quickly gets to her feet, immediately coming face to face with a Dropkick from Vebbins! She’s backed into the ropes now, with Vebbins rushing towards her for a move! But Ozborne reverses, jumping from the ropes to nail Vebbins with a Bicycle Knee Strike! She looks down at a hunched over Vebbins, deciding to hit the ropes for another move! But Vebbins grabs her by the waistband of her tights before she can get too far away, pulling her back in for a German Suplex! This has little effect on the tenacious Ozborne however, who guts her way back to her feet off the bump and spins around to leather Vebbins with a Discus Forearm! She collapses next to Vebbins, crawling onto her for a pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Vebbins! Ozborne looks to finish her off now, climbing to the apron as Vebbins tries to get up and going for the BAE-ta Ray! But Vebbins reverses the Slingshot Spear, snatching Ozborne right out of midair with a Knee Strike! She quickly gets Ozborne up now, hoisting her on her shoulders and going for the Airplane Spin! The world begins to spin around Ozborne as she becomes more and more disoriented from this move by Vebbins! She eventually stops spinning, opting to cap off the attack by taking Ozborne to the mat with a Scoop Slam! Pin by Vebbins!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Ozborne! Vebbins seems to have known that wouldn’t have been enough to put Ozborne away, only going for the pin to bide her time as she recovered from her own dizziness! She gets a still groggy Ozborne up, putting her in position before dropping her to the mat with the NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX!! She bridges for the pin, but the official is already distracted, with Sanada going ballistic on the apron and arguing with them! This leaves an opening for Jordan Majors to intervene, pulling Ozborne from under the bottom rope and leaving her space away from Vebbins to recover! Majors holds Ozborne on her feet, with Vebbins seeing a perfect opportunity to cause some chaos of her own! She hits the ropes, knocking Sanada off the apron and into the barricade in the process, before launching out of the other of the ring with a Suicide Dive to Ozborne and Majors! The two collapse to the floor at ringside, with Vebbins climbing the barricade and getting the crowd pumped up!
Vebbins grabs Ozborne off the floor, throwing her back into the ring before attempting to slide in after her! Majors manages to shake off the cobwebs just in time however, grabbing Vebbins by the ankle right by the apron and out of the view of the official! This pins Vebbins down in the ring, leaving an opening for Ozborne to nail DISENCHANTED!! BASEMENT BACK KICK CONNECTS!! Vebbins rolls to the center of the ring, with Ozborne taking to the top rope before nailing her with THE END!! DOUBLE ROTATION MOONSAULT CONNECTS!! Pin by the champion! This one’s over!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE-
Kick out by Vebbins! The crowd are in a frenzy for the effort put forth by Da Adorkable Angel in this match! Ozborne is in absolute shock, with a sore Jordan Majors and Sanada joining in her confusion at ringside! Ozborne begins pulling Vebbins to her feet, yelling obscenities into her face before laying into her with Forearm Strikes! Vebbins is no slouch however, turning the tables with a few Forearms of her own! The two begin to go back and forth with them now! A strike from Ozborne, a strike from Vebbins, another from Ozborne, another from Vebbins! Ozborne! Vebbins! Ozborne! Vebbins! Ozborne! Ozborne! Ozborne! Ozborne keeps laying on the Forearms one after another, overpowering Vebbins! She sets up for a final one, but Vebbins reverses with a European Uppercut! Ozborne is seemingly stunned now, with Vebbins looking to hit the ropes for another move! But Ozborne doesn’t let her go too far, grabbing her by the waistband of her tights and pulling her in for PARALLAX!! LUMBAR CHECK TO VEBBINS!! Ozborne doesn’t have the chance to capitalize however, with Vebbins showing great ring awareness by rolling under the bottom rope and out of the ring!
Ozborne looks distraught, knowing that she could’ve gotten the pin there! Jordan Majors nonchalantly makes her way over to Vebbins, thinking that the referee doesn’t notice as she gets her up and throws her back into the ring! The official does see it however, with an argument starting to break out between the two over her involvement in this match! Sanada joins in as well, with the pair becoming completely unglued as the referee ejects them both from ringside! Ozborne looks even more dejected as both of her Queens of Chaos cohorts storm to the back in a huff! This opens the door for Vebbins, who nails Ozborne with a European Uppercut when she attempts to get her back up!
The shot sends her backing into the ropes, with Vebbins running towards her! But Ozborne doesn’t let up, dumping Vebbins on the apron with a Back Body Drop! Vebbins regains a vertical base on the apron, catching an oncoming Ozborne with the Shoulder Block, before attempting her signature Springboard Double Ax Handle! But Ozborne catches her by surprise, snatching her out of midair with DISENCHANTED!! BACK KICK GETS HER OUT OF MIDAIR!! Vebbins hits the mat like a ton of bricks, with Ozborne going into the corner, seemingly looking to go to the top rope for The End again! But Ozborne rethinks it, instead slowly turning to Vebbins and urging her to get up! Vebbins makes it to her knees, with Ozborne rushing in and hitting QUEENDOM COLLAPSE!! DISCUS ELBOW CONNECTS TO THE BACK OF VEBBINS’ NECK!! OZBORNE JUST PULLED OUT HER DESPERATION FINISHER FOR THE FIRST TIME!! Ozborne with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE!!
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Darlyn Fajardo: The winner of this match…and STILL the XIX Wrestling Darkhorse Champion…JESSI! OZBORNE!
Nick Hanson: Jessi Ozborne escapes with a victory, after Azurine Vebbins took her to her limits tonight!
Jim Reynolds: Don’t highlight that part, Nicky! Just talk about how the Queen is still the Dakrhorse Champion of XIX! You’re. FUCKING. Welcome.
Nick Hanson: Well be that as it may, Ozborne had to pull out every trick in the book just to keep Vebbins down for the three count!
Ozborne celebrates in the center of the ring, raising the XIX Darkhorse Championship over her head! Just then, "Smile Bomb" by 17TheKid begins to play, signalling the arrival of Crystal Caldwell!
Jim Reynolds: Oh, no! What the hell is she doing here?!
Nick Hanson: Looks like Crystal Caldwell still isn’t done with Jessi Ozborne!
Jim Reynolds: I thought the Queen made it very clear that she was no longer doing charity work! Jessi Ozborne shouldn’t be spending any more of her time on this peasant!
Nick Hanson: You heard Brittany Williams, though, Jim! Crystal Caldwell isn't going to stop until she gets Jessi Ozborne one on one! We'll see how things turn out but for now, that's all the time we have! For Jim Reynolds, I'm Nick Hanson! So long, everyone! We'll see you next week in Edinburgh, Scotland!
Ozborne looks up the ramp, eyes full of rage at the prospect of her rival interrupting her moment! Eventually, she turns around, only to see Crystal herself jump her! She mounts Reina Asesina, laying into her with a set of punches! Ozborne eventually shoves her off, sliding out of the ring with her title in hand as she looks back at a furious Caldwell. The show goes of air, with Caldwell staring daggers through a terrified Ozborne.
Winner: Jessi Ozborne
Result: Pinfall (Queendom Collapse)
Result: Pinfall (Queendom Collapse)
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