Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Feb 4, 2023 15:58:58 GMT -8
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Page and Calaway meet each other in the middle of the ring then Page slap to Calaway’s face making Calaway turn her head to aside but then Calaway return with a slap on her own making Page staggering back a bit before Page return with her fist but Calaway catch it before Page’s fist will connects to Calaway’s face before Calaway kick to Page’s stomach making Page falls down to her knees as Calaway grabs Page’s hair and pulls Page back to her feets and whips Page to the rope as Page running towards the rope and bounce the rope back Calaway connects with a Clotheslines! But Page ducks underneath a Clotheslines and grabs the Genesis Champion from behind and connects with a Snap German Suplex! Sending Calaway down to the mat! Calaway tried her best to get back to her feets but Page did not waste her time as she grabbed Calaway’s hair, pulled Calaway back to her feets, and connected with a Discus Clotheslines! But Calaway ducks under it and grabs Page’s arms from behind and turn her around and Calaway connects with a Ripcord Rolling Elbow! Connects across Page’s face sending Page down to the mat before Calaway can do anything but Page quickly rolls to the outside of the ring. Calaway shrugs her shoulder as Page tried to recover on the outside of the ring as Calaway notice her opponent slowly get back to her feets Calaway running towards the rope and bounce the rope back and drive to Page with a Suicide Dive! But Page get away from the harm way! Sending Calaway crash and burn on the floor as Page grabs Calaway’s hair and pulls Calaway back to her feets and sending Calaway to the barricade! Page follows Calaway back to the inside of the ring and grabs Calaway’s hair and pulls her back up to her feets and Page warp her arm around Calaway’s head and connects with a Spike DDT! Sending Calaway down to the mat! And Page goes for the covers!
ONE!
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NO! Calaway kicks out at one and a half seconds! Page shook her head before get back to her feets and stomps down to Calaway before grabs Calaway’s hair and pulls Calaway back to her feets and whips Calaway to the corner and Page charges in and connects with a Missile Dropkick! Sending Calaway falls down to her own knees and Page wrap her arm around Calaway’s head once again and looking to connects with a Spike DDT! But Calaway twists out from Page’s grasp before counters with a Spin Kick! Right to Page’s face sending Page down to the mat! Page tried to rolls to the outside of the ring but Calaway drags her back to the middle of the ring and grabs Page’s hair and pulls Page back to her feets and whips Page to the corner and Calaway charges in and connects with a Clotheslines! Bump Page into the corner and Calaway warp her fingers around Page’s neck before drags her out from the corner and Calaway connects with a Chokeslam! Sending Page down to the mat! Page quickly rolls to the outside and tried her best to get back to her feets but Calaway running towards the rope and bounce the rope back and connects with a Suicide Dive! Dive into Page and sending Page down to the floor! Calaway grabs Page’s hair before pulls Page back to her feets and sending Page back to the inside of the ring before Calaway slide back into the ring and grabs Page’s hair and pulls her back to her feets and kick to Page’s stomach sending Page bending forward and Calaway running towards the rope and bounce the rope back and connects with a Curb Stomp! Stomp Page’s head down to the mat! Calaway is not going to covers but she grabs Page’s hair and get her back to her feets again and Calaway lift Page up to her shoulder and connects with a Air Raid Crash! Sending Page down to the mat! Calaway goes for the covers!
ONE!
TWO!
TWO!
NO! Page lift her shoulder up at two seconds! Calaway smile before mounted on top of Page but Page counters with a punch to Calaway’s face making Calaway get away from Page as Calaway hold her face in pain while Page get back to her feets and hits Calaway from behind sending Calaway to the mat and Page stomps down to Calaway’s head before pulls Calaway back to her feets and whips Calaway to the corner but Calaway reverses and whips Page back into the corner and Calaway charges in but meet a boot from Page making Calaway staggering back and Page running towards the rope and bounce the rope back and connects with a Missile Dropkick! Sending Calaway down to the mat! Page grabs Calaway’s hair and pulls Calaway back to her feets but Calaway slaps her hand away and counter with a Spin Kick! But Page ducks under it and grabs Calaway from behind and connects with a Snap German Suplex! But Calaway landing on her feets behind Calaway as Calaway grabs Page from behind and turn Page around and connects with a Chokeslam! But Page quickly counters with a kick to Calaway’s stomach sending Calaway down to her knees Page running towards the rope and bounce the rope back and connects with a Scissor Kick! Sending Calaway down to the mat! Page grabs Calaway’s hair and pulls Calaway back to her feets and whips Calaway to the corner as Calaway’s back hits the turnbuckle hard making Calaway staggering back to the middle of the ring and Page connects with a Discus Clotheslines! Sending Calaway down to the mat! Page is not enough she grabs Calaway’s hair and pulls Calaway back to her feets and wrap her arm around Calaway’s head and connects with a Spike DDT! Spike Calaway’s head down to the mat! And Page goes for the covers on the Genesis Champion! We gonna have new champion crowned!
ONE!
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TWO!
NO! Calaway kick out at two seconds! Page shrugs her shoulder before grabs Calaway’s hair and pulls Calaway back to her feets and step back a bit and connects with a SUPERKICK!!!! AIM TO CALAWAY’S JAWS BUT CALAWAY DUCKS UNDER IT AND GRABS PAGE FROM BEHIND AND CALAWAY COUNTERS WITH A SPIN KICK! TO THE BACK OF PAGE’S HEAD SENDING PAGE DOWN TO THE MAT! Calaway grabs Page’s hair and pulls Page back to her feets and whips Page to the corner but Page reverses and whips Calaway into the corner and Page charges in and connects with a Missile Dropkick! Making Calaway staggering back to the middle of the ring and Page connects with a SUPERKICK!!!! BUT CALAWAY CATCHING PAGE’S BOOT AND SPIN HER AROUND AND CALAWAY CONNECTS WITH A STO! Sending Page’s face first to the mat! Calaway grabs Page’s hair and pulls Page back to her feets and whips Page to the rope but Page reverses and whips Calaway to the rope but Calaway counters with a V-Trigger! Right to Page’s face sending Page down to the mat! Calaway grabs Page’s hair and pulls Page to her all fours and running to the rope and bounce the rope back and connects with a Curb Stomp! Stomp Page’s head down to the mat! Calaway spread her arms out before grabs the former trios champion’s hair and pulls her back to her feets and lift Page up to the shoulder and connects with a Air Raid Crash! Sending Page down to the mat! And Calaway grabs Page’s hair before look around the arena and lift Page up and put her between her legs and before lift Page over her head and connects with a APOCALYPSE!!!!!!!!! ELEVATED POWERBOMB!!!!!!!!! SENDING PAGE DOWN TO THE MAT! AND CALAWAY GOES FOR THE COVERS!
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Thea Crawford: Here is your winner and STILL the NFW Genesis Champion, ALEXANDRA CALAWAY!!
WINNER: ALEXANDRA CALAWAY
RESULT: RETAINS THE NFW GENESIS CHAMPION (PINFALL)
RESULT: RETAINS THE NFW GENESIS CHAMPION (PINFALL)
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The Unforgiven leans against one of the pillars, hands in his pockets, nodding as his conversation partner quietly addresses some recent events. The camera swings around to take in said partner’s identity: Eric Donavan. There’s a lull in the conversation for a few moments as the camera gets close enough to hear what’s going on… just in time to hear Damon respond with a slow shake of his head.
Damon Cross: After all these years, though. Just seems hard to believe that it’s over.
Damon’s expression is one of sadness. Eric, stone-faced, shrugs his shoulders and folds his arms, staring across the room toward nothing at all. Might as well be staring through the wall with those nearly-black eyes of his.
Eric Donavan: We decided that we wanted different things.
Damon Cross: Sounds like an excuse to me.
A comment like that sounds primed to start a fight. Eric, though, snorts quietly at it, as though he had heard it all before. After all, Damon isn’t trying to provoke the Irish Dragon.
Eric Donavan: That’s what I thought at first. First thing that went through my head was… who are you fucking behind my back? Who got into your damn head? This is how you fucking repay me after all I gave you? Then I couldn’t sleep one night and went out on the deck to get fresh air and it dawned on me…
Damon Cross: What did?
Eric Donavan: ...
Taking a sip from a thermal water bottle, Eric makes a small face for a half-second. It’s enough to make someone think that that ain’t water in there…
Eric Donavan: What woman wants to be married to a lazy has-been who’s wasting the best years of his life sitting on his ass doing fuck-all?
Contemplating that rather harsh explanation, Damon is actually at a loss for words. He nods a little, indicating that he hears, though not necessarily understands, the explanation. Eric takes another drink, realizes the bottle is empty, and damn near chucks it across the room. It’s a rare sight, seeing him out of control even in the slightest.
Eric Donavan: So how’s Danielle? She’s a few months along now, right?
Damon Cross: Showing a little. Very much excited. Eating combinations of food that make my stomach twist uncomfortably. Li is excited, too. I’m still… processing, I guess?
Eric Donavan: Any idea what it’ll be?
Damon Cross: Gonna find that out in a few weeks. How are the kids? How are you and Lyra handling that?
Eric Donavan: I have most of the custody. She's been traveling a lot lately for the restaurant. I told her whenever she wants to spend time with them to just let me know. We don’t want them to suffer for this.
Damon Cross: Yeah. Most people forget that what they do affects their children in all ways. Hell, look at me if you don’t believe it.
At that, Eric chuckles quietly and Damon affects a small smile. But bad memories and recent suffering sobers both men in a hurry and the conversation falls off for a moment.
Damon Cross: So, what now?
Eric’s staring into the void again…
Eric Donavan: I need to get back in the ring.
Damon Cross: Anything I can do to help?
Eric Donavan: Continue kicking ass. Show me that there’s good reason for me to want to be doing the same.
Damon Cross: I can do that…
The two embrace, in a manly fashion, for a few moments. Eric then steps away to return to the tables while Damon, arms folded, leans fully against the pillar and stares out across the room as well.
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Lady Death and Santa Muerta run across the ring and crash into the Deathriders, sending both Kaya and Lilith through the ropes to the floor. Zara turns to attack and gets grabbed by the painted Sirvientas for a double clothesline followed by a double spinebuster. Lady Death covers.
ONE!
TWO!
ZARA KICKS OUT!
TWO!
ZARA KICKS OUT!
The Deathriders dive back in and tackle Santa Muerta. Zara cradles Lady Death.
ONE!
TWO!
LADY DEATH KICKS OUT!
TWO!
LADY DEATH KICKS OUT!
The Deathriders take over on Santa Muerta and end up throwing her like human javelin into the neutral corner. She crashes through the turnbuckles, landing shoulder first into the ring post. Zara and Lady Death get to their feet and start exchanging shots before the Deathriders come over and execute a triple team attack that ends with Lady Death going up for a triple powerbomb. Zara covers her.
ONE!
TWO!
SANTA MUERTA MAKES THE SAVE!
TWO!
SANTA MUERTA MAKES THE SAVE!
The Deathriders come over and the Queens hammer away on both of them before giving Santa Muerta a triple powerbomb onto Lady Death.Zara is about to cover when La Profeta runs in and gives her a low blow from behind. Lilith hits La Profeta with the Superknee Slingshot. Kaya comes over and gives La Profeta the Parker Go-Round. Zara comes over and adds Violence Causes Silence.
ONE!
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Thea Crawford: Here are your winners, Zara Ivory and The Death Riders: THE QUEENS OF CHAOS!!
Winners: The Queens Of Chaos
Result: Pinfall (Violence Causes Silence)
Result: Pinfall (Violence Causes Silence)
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Lord Lucifer: I am not interested in the title shot I earned at Wrestle War.
A ginger eyebrow lifts at the father of the Children. Her eyes never leave the Devil in the flesh across from her as her index fingers tap together.
LeeAnn Viskan: You mean the United States title match that yours and Team Atlas fought tooth and nail for. That’s like throwing a trophy away.
Lucifer stares emotionlessly at the GM. He takes a slow breath, exhaling just as slowly through his nostrils.
Lord Lucifer: You humans put so much value and meaning behind worthless straps of leather and metal. How you have forgotten, or simply choose to ignore, Father’s second commandment.
The leader of the Children of Nephilim chuckles slightly.
Lord Lucifer: Though while it does not matter to my Children and me, it does to those who oppose us. So I have come to a decision about it.
LeeAnn hears that first part and can’t help but chuckle some as she looks over her black nails.
LeeAnn Viskan: First off, honey, you might wanna remember that not everyone follows the “commandments.”
She says this with her hands making quotation marks in the air.
LeeAnn Viskan: Second thing you might wanna remember is who makes the decisions around here but, go on. My curiosity’s peaked.
A slight grin pulls at the corners of Lucifer’s mouth.
Lord Lucifer: You disappoint me, Mrs. Viskan. You said you’ve done your research and yet you sit there showing you haven’t. You make MOST decisions here. When it comes to me and my Children, I make them. And since my most loyal child once again proved her loyalty in that match, I am giving her the title shot.
That hint of a grin finally comes on in full. The sinister grin of a predator.
Lord Lucifer: Asmodeus shall be taking the United States Title.
LeeAnn watches Lucifer with a grin of her own slowly creeping across her lips. She even pinches her bottom lip slightly between her teeth as she listens carefully. When she continues, she reaches down, idly thumbing along the edge of her boots that reach above her knees.
LeeAnn Viskan: That’s a fair outlook, definitely. However, you should realize that among those decisions that I make, it includes any and all things to do with the championships on this brand. Now, that being said.
Her hands come up, those long legs come down from the desk and she sits up in her chair, folding her arms over the desk as she leans forward.
LeeAnn Viskan: You don’t want the title shot? Fine. You think Asmodeus deserves a go at it? Fine. I’m happy to reward those who bust ass. So, she’ll get the shot you want for her.
Pause. LeeAnn smirks.
LeeAnn Viskan: If she defeats Mark Storm. Next week.
Lucifer chuckles.
Lord Lucifer: Mrs. Viskan, you know full well that is a waste of everyone’s time. But another example would do some good for a select few. Asmodeus can deliver just that.
Lucifer stands up without another word. One of the demons opens the door and Lucifer leads his entourage out. LeeAnn kicks back in her chair again, smirking as she reaches over for a glass and a bottle. She fills it about a third of the way with dark red wine. LeeAnn picks up the glass and reaches into her blouse where she pulls out her pendant to look at it. Smirking, she lifts her eyes to the door Lucifer and his charges went through and raises the glass up.
LeeAnn Viskan: Ave Satanas.
She drinks as we fade out.
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Remiel and Hananiel rush the big man and hit him with a high/low attack that sends him back into the ropes. The twins jump up and give him a double clothesline that finally sends him out onto the apron. Remiel spins into B'yadai Elohim and the Titan is sent flying off the edge of the ring into the barricade. Lluvia comes in behind Hananiel and rolls her up.
ONE!
TWO!
HANANIEL KICKS OUT!
TWO!
HANANIEL KICKS OUT!
LLuvia gets up and gets Remiel in an O’Connor roll.
ONE!
TWO!
REMIEL KICKS OUT!
TWO!
REMIEL KICKS OUT!
Lluvia rebounds off the ropes and Bene Elojim catch her for a flapjack. Lluvia hits hard and the twins follow with a double running enziguri that puts her down hard on her face. Remiel covers.
ONE!
TWO!
LLUVIA GETS A SHOULDER UP!
TWO!
LLUVIA GETS A SHOULDER UP!
Atlas comes back into the ring and starts hitting anything that moves. He knocks down Remiel and then Hananiel. Remiel staggers up and the Titan gets her for a big release German suplex. Hananiel tickles Atlas from behind, giving him a low blow as she gets him down. Remiel gives him a hammer kick as she goes by and then eats a clothesline from Lluvia. Lluvia covers.
ONE!
TWO!
REMIEL KICKS OUT!
TWO!
REMIEL KICKS OUT!
Remiel tries to cradle Lluvia as Atlas stands up and shoves Hananiel into them. Lluvia gets the Angelic Rebellion on Remiel. Lluvia covers.
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Thea Crawford: Here are your winners, Atlas and Lluvia Salvatore!
Winners: Atlas & Lluvia Salvatore
Result: Pinfall (Angelic Rebellion)
Result: Pinfall (Angelic Rebellion)
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Aisha: You don't get to see the entertainment when NFW says. Naw, you get to see it when I let you see it and I ain't gon let you see shizz right now! The way I see it, since the new GM says we gon have to be here even when we ain't booked, and you ain't paying me double, then you gon get Aisha without all the extras. Time is money, talent is even more money, and while I got talent in spades, I ain't got the time. Dig, yo?
Aisha continues making her way to the ring still talking over the music and even those who were cheering before are booing her now. Once inside the ring, she looks around at the crowd and to her crew before throwing her hands up and whispering something to one of them followed by both of them laughing.
Aisha: Lemme just say right out, my opponent last week thought I was only a star in Portugal. Get ya facts straight, Miss. Eu sou Português, sim. I was born there, but my stardom is world-wide, babe, and I reside in L.A. While you failed to recognize these facts, you also failed to deny my left, my right, and these kicks. I kicked your prissy ass back to the trios division. Bet!
Aisha then throws some punches and kicks at the air followed by some shuffling around before pulling the mic back up. The music continues playing in the background.
Aisha: Chi-Town! Don't know if you like your town called that or not, but ya know what? I don't care!
Random Guy in the Crowd: YOU SUCK, AISHA!!!
Aisha looks in the direction of the voice and gets a sly smirk on her face as she points to the guy who spoke out and walks to the side of the ring closest to him.
Aisha: Ayo, you came out here to see me and you ain't left yet! Also, clean your glasses, little man, and look up here at me.
The camera catches the man who mockingly pretends to clean his glasses before putting them back on and looking up at the ring. The camera then cuts back to Aisha who is just shaking her head and mothing the word "smartass."
Aisha: Look... It may be the first Saturday night of February, but I am not your momma tryna pay rent for the month, got it?!
The crowd boos Aisha as her two crew members are seen laughing and celebrating with her. Once the commotion subsides, she continues.
Aisha: Now, I made huge impacts since hitting the scene here in NFW and I had a match last week. For this week's match, I got nada. So since I ain't got a match, I decided I'mma come out and talk tonight. Ya know, kick up the exposure on the show anyway.
Another Random Guy in the Crowd: YOU SUCK, AISHA!!!
Aisha doesn't even look in the direction of the voice this time.
Aisha: I see we got more wanting their five minutes. See, when you tryna upstage me, you get none of that fifteen minute bullshit. This time, though, I ain't gon waste my time and I could say he gets a big fat goose egg for my time, but he be looking like a hungry motherfucker, and you shouldn't feed the animals here. Bet!
The crowd boos again, but Aisha talks over them.
Aisha: As I was saying... I came out tonight to talk and I'mma let everybody know why I attacked Ibbie last week and even why I injected myself in her match the week before. So sit back and let me give you the who, what, where, when, why and how. Who is me and Ibbie with when being last week, ya'll already know because I done told you. What and How? Well, let's just see how and what.
Aisha points to the screen, her music finally stops and the screen lights up with last week's attack on Ibbie. The crowd's boos get louder during the attack and for a few minutes after. Aisha just turns to her crew and talks to them until "Liquor Bottles" starts back up hushing the crowd.
Aisha: Oh, there's your where too, so I answered your who, what, where, when, and how. What about the why? Peep the screen one more time and I'mma show you something I said on Twitter following Wrestle War over a month ago...
As Aisha points to the screen, it displays a tweet from her...
Aisha: Yoooooo! See that, fam? I called my shot long before my debut here. Bet! The shot was open for me to take since Ayu Megumi had an open challenge, but guess what? NFW looked past that tweet and gave the shot to Ibbie. My shot! Girl done had the title, but gave it up. Rather than give the shot to a new face in the company, they chose to reward her. Lemme say it again... Girl done gave that title up before. So, since she took my opportunity from me, I returned the favor. Bet!
The crowd boos Aisha once again.
Aisha: Hey, all the evidence is right up there, fam. I called the shot, I ain't get shit. Back then and tonight, that sweet gold could've been around the waist of someone who looks good in gold. Then on top of that, girl steals my interview spot with the press last week, so I gave her more of the same and made sure she didn't make it to her match. As for the interviewer who came to her before me, I put him in his place with my words because you don't go to someone else before me and expect us to be all good.
The crowd boos even louder, but Aisha talks over them.
Aisha: I'mma ignore you because I don't even care. Ibbie, you gon take opportunities from me again and again? I'mma throw two things your way again and again. That's gon be shade and these hands...
Aisha brings her fists up briefly.
Aisha: ...And both of those, you gon catch each and every time! Bet!
The crowd starts to cheer as the cameras go up to the stage where Loree Merope stands.
Loree Merope: Hi, luv!
Aisha turns her attention to the stage and shakes her head looking back at her crew before walking to that side of the ring and leaning forward on the ropes waving with a sarcastic smile. "Liquor Bottles" stops playing.
Loree Merope: Aisha, dear, my client, Ibbie, isn't here to talk tonight because she's still healing up after the number you did on her. Your words didn't fall on deaf ears, though, and if you want to act the child around me, I will treat you like one. You want to talk about opportunities taken from you and want to talk about taking opportunities? You may be skilled in fighting physically and taking things that way, but I do my fighting on the corporate and political levels. I've won many boardroom wars in my time, so you know I'm as skilled there as you are in the ring. You spoke when you first came out about not having a match tonight. Well, you were originally going to be booked by management, but I made sure you weren't after how you treated my client the past two weeks. How do you put it? Bet?
The crowd cheers for Loree chanting, "Bet," as she takes a break to smile and wave to them before proceeding. Aisha is seen in the ring pacing like a caged animal while her crew attempts to calm her.
Loree Merope: You said Ibbie wasn't deserving of a title shot against Ayu Megumi two weeks ago? Each is entitled to their own opinion, sure. However, after seeing your actions since coming to NFW, I feel confident that they made a better choice in my client, Ibbie, for that shot. Now, if you want to try to do your own way of negotiating in the board room, be my guest. I've seen the new General Manager of Trauma, and I don't think you want to try that with her, but if you do, I'll be sure to bring the popcorn.
The crowd laughs during Loree's pause.
Loree Merope: So, rather than complain and act like a child about things here, why not earn your keep and continue to improve? You'll develop a better reputation that way. Until then, on all future nights, any action against my client will be dealt with similar to tonight. So, in the meanwhile, Aisha, Luv, enjoy your night off.
Loree makes her exit from the stage and the crowd goes crazy. Aisha, on the other hand, is fuming while her crew tries to calm her down. Eventually, she leaves to the back after both of her crew members convince her to do so.
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Nakita wasted no time in taking Soz down with a hard clothesline, sending him down to the mat. Before he could get back to his feet, she pulled him up and threw him into the corner, making sure his back hit against it hard. Calmly stalking over to him, he instantly tried throwing a few punches to try and get some offense in, but she dodged the throws easily and chopped him across his chest hard, putting an end to his attempted attacks. She swiftly picked her long leg up and initiated a corner foot choke, only letting up when the referee reached 4 in their 5-count. Nakita backed away, holding her hands up as Soz slumped down in the corner, but she didn’t give him a chance to recover before she was picking him up to his feet again. She picked him up and nailed him with a German suplex, ensuring he hit the mat hard. She was back on her feet quickly and grabbed him again. This time, Soz managed to get a couple of punches in on Niles in retaliation, but they were weak ones that barely made an impact on the Queens of Chaos member.
Niles simply shook her head and finished getting the man to his feet, only to whip him into the ropes. As he came running back towards her, Nakita nailed him with a vicious swinging neckbreaker! She leaped back to her feet once he was down on the mat, and she looked down at him for a second, shaking her head a bit. Getting him up yet again, she then backed up some only to charge at him and send him crashing back down with a hard spear. It was clear that Soz was feeling the effects of the primarily one-sided match. He was wavering now that he was back on his feet, and it seemed that Niles decided it was time to take pity on the man that she was facing. She looked out around the crowd, a grin on her face as she listened to the cheers that she was receiving then turned back around to face Soz once more. Wasting no time in ending the match, she quickly nailed him with a hard Rightful Justice! The man crumbled to the mat, and she dropped down to pin him.
ONE…
TWO…
THREE…!!
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THREE…!!
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Thea Crawford: Here is your winner, NAKITA NILES!!
Winner: Nakita Niles
Result: Pinfall (Rightful Justice!)
Result: Pinfall (Rightful Justice!)
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The bell sounds and immediately, Lana is on Miles. She takes him down with a double leg takedown and she begins to bring down rights and lefts before Miles is able to push her off of him. Miles goes to get to his feet, but Lana hits the ropes and she hits him with a sliding forearm and causes him to roll out of the ring. As he's recovering on the outside, Lana hits the ropes and delivers a tope suicide. She picks Miles up and rolls him back into the ring. As Lana slides back into the ring, Miles is up and hits her with a kick to the midsection before hitting Lana with a double underhook DDT and going for a cover, only getting a two count.
Miles picks Lana up and sends her into the ropes, when she rebounds, he delivers a flapjack, but he holds onto the ankle and locks Lana into an ankle lock. Lana is quick to make it to the ropes and force a break. Miles releases the hold and as he goes to pick Lana up, she rakes his eyes causing him to stumble back. Lana gets to her feet and hits the ropes, delivering Murder Flight before she delivers Goddess's Favor and then goes for a cover, but Miles kicks out at 2. Lana picks Miles up and hits the ropes behind him, delivering a dropkick to the back that causes him to get caught up in the ropes before Lana hits him with a Tiger Feint kick. She picks Miles up and then hits him with The Spear of Diana and hooks the leg and picks up the win.
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Thea Crawford: Here is your winner, LANA CORVIN!
Winner: Lana Corvin
Result: Pinfall (Spear Of Diana)
Result: Pinfall (Spear Of Diana)
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After Diamond Caldwell and Adrianna Salvatore are standing inside the ring, General Manager LeeAnn Viskan stands beside the Wheel of Mayhem with a microphone at the ready.
Seth Ernst: Time to see what fate has in store, folks!
Miranda Augustino: Oh man, this wheel can be unforgiving at best, Seth.
LeeAnn Viskan: Good evening, ladies. Let’s see what the wheel decides for you, shall we? Diamond, I know you’re just dying to know.
LeeAnn lowers the microphone and pulls down on one of the pegs of the wheel, setting it spinning in a fast blur. The lights around the rim flicker as the wheel goes round and round with the crowd watching intently.
Seth Ernst: What’s it gonna be…?
Miranda Augustino: You spin me right ‘round baby, right ‘round!
Seth Ernst: You are not funny.
Miranda Augustino: I’m hilarious!
The wheel starts to slow down, the lights flickering less and less as the speed decreases until it starts to slowly click across the pegs at an agonizingly slow rate. Finally it comes to a stop and the crowd responds with surprise as LeeAnn gives a sinister grin, raising the microphone up.
LeeAnn Viskan: Ladies and gentlemen of Chicago? Competitors? We’re gonna have us…a Dog Collar match! Get the goddamn chain out here!
Seth Ernst: HOOOOLY HELL!!!
Miranda Augustino: A Dog Collar match?! Yo, we ain’t ever had one of them since I been here, Seth!
Seth Ernst: I don’t think we’ve had one of them since Steven Brody took over as CEO!
Clearly prepared for any and all options on the wheel, it’s only a matter of a moment before a backstage attendant comes jogging down to the ring with a long chain in hand with a leather collar at each end. Adrianna Salvatore’s grinning wickedly from ear to ear while Diamond Caldwell looks absolutely furious! She stomps her boot into the mat and screams at LeeAnn who just shrugs and waves at the wheel. As she berates the General Manager, Senior Official Yumi Akiyama applies one of the collars around Salvatore’s neck, making sure it’s snug and fastened. Once it’s on, she brings the other end over Caldwell who turns and throws her hands up, refusing to put the collar on. Referee Akiyama tries to coax her but Caldwell raises a fist, causing the official to back up and warn her about laying hands on the referee.
LeeAnn Viskan: Diamond, you’re gonna put that damn collar on if you know what’s good for you.
Caldwell continues to scream obscenities back at her until Salvatore’s had enough of the stalling and she charges from across the ring! The referee has to jump out of the way as Salvatore BLASTS Caldwell with a Running Crossbody and pins her back in the corner! The crowd goes into a frenzy as Salvatore starts throwing stiff right hands to her jaw, over and over! Referee Akiyama looks to the General Manager in desperation for instructions.
LeeAnn Viskan: Ring the bell and get that collar on! This match is happening!
~DING DING DING~
Seth Ernst: And here we go!!! This main event is on, folks!
Miranda Augustino: That collar ain’t on Diamond, yet!
It’s not stopping Salvatore, though, as she lays a beating on her opponent in the corner. Fists, knees, forearms. Just going all out on her. She grabs her around the neck and Choke Tosses her to the center of the ring. Caldwell stumbles up to her feet and Salvatore explodes out of the corner, DRILLING her with the G.R.B (Impact Spear)!! As Caldwell holds her ribs, Salvatore sits down on her back and forces her into a Camel Clutch before reaching out to the referee, telling her “Give me that fucking thing!” Referee Akiyama tentatively starts to hand it out and Salvatore SNATCHES it from her, proceeding to force the collar around Caldwell’s neck. She cinches it on tight, perhaps a little tighter than Caldwell would like and lets her out of the Camel Clutch, looming over her. She picks up the chain connecting them and folds it over once, proceeding to beat Caldwell with it while she’s still on the mat. The crowd winces from the metallic snap on flesh each time Caldwell takes a hit and Dat Girl goes rolling out under the top rope to get away from the assault. Referee Akiyama warns her to get back inside the ring; count outs are still a thing with this one. Salvatore taunts Caldwell to come back in and get her some and Caldwell answers with grabbing the chain and yanking on it as hard as she can, pulling Salvatore’s head through the top and middle ropes where she hits her with a beautifully executed step up Enziguri off the apron. NAILS her right across the face! Salvatore slumps back down to the mat and Caldwell pulls her to the outside with her.
On the outside, Caldwell takes over, capitalizing on the stop of Salvatore’s momentum and starts laying into her with her own stiff shots. She goes for an Irish Whip but Salvatore reverses it and sends her reeling towards the ringpost! Somehow, Caldwell manages to catch it with her hand and swing around it safely. Salvatore goes to try and pull on the chain connecting the dog collars to yank her into the post but Caldwell gets her boot up to stop it and pulls back. It’s a tug of war between the two but Caldwell lets go of the slack, causing Salvatore to stagger back. She takes advantage of the window of opportunity and suddenly yanks back on the chain again, sending Salvatore forward and SLAMMING into the ringpost! Salvatore grabs her surgically repaired shoulder and Caldwell LEVELS her with a Clothesline! As Salvatore writhes on the floor, Caldwell rolls into the ring and back out to break the Referee’s count. She looms over Salvatore, similar to how she had done to her earlier and takes, not the chain into her hand, but her long braid. After some taunting about getting some of her own medicine, Caldwell proceeds to strike Salvatore with her braid! This time, each impact makes a more audibly CRACK sound with each impact and Salvatore is sent thrashing in pain from each blow. The welts forming across her skin are also more notable than from the chain on Diamond’s earlier. Caldwell finally relents with the braid and picks Salvatore up, using the chain in hand to Irish Whip her over the barricade and into the front row. The fans scatter out of the way as Salvatore lands hard and Caldwell starts taunting them that this is her year. She’s gonna get what’s coming to her. While she’s berating the audience, Salvatore gets back up and yanks on the chain, pulling Caldwell into the barricade, HARD! She wastes no time then and grabs her around the head and hooks an arm. SNAP SUPLEX DOWN ONTO THE FRONT ROWS OF STEEL CHAIRS!!!!!
Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
Referee Akiyama comes out to try and coax them into the ring but Salvatore’s having none of it as she stands up and picks one of the chairs that isn’t bent all to shit and snaps it closed. The referee tries to talk her out of using it but she cracks Caldwell across the back with it as she, too, makes it to her feet. Caldwell stumbles and catches herself on another empty chair. She snaps it closed and turns around. Salvatore swings again. Caldwell swings at the same time. The chairs ring off each other! They swing again and clatter off one another once more. Salvatore stumbles from the impact and Caldwell staggers back. They come in one more time and the impact of the chairs sends Caldwell’s to the floor. Salvatore follows up quick and CRACKS her over the head, letting the chair stay on her head as she falls.
Seth Ernst: Oh, she might be busted open, Mir!
Miranda Augustino: I think she is!
Indeed, she is! Caldwell sits up with blood pouring down her forehead, over her face. Salvatore pulls the chair off from over her head and drags her to her feet, tossing her over the barricade. They make it back into the ring where Salvatore picks Caldwell up and throws her into the ropes with an Irish Whip. Salvatore goes to stop her with a Discus Lariat but Caldwell ducks, comes back off and hits Salvatore with a Jumping Hip Attack! Salvatore stumbles and Caldwell follows up with a Jumping Corkscrew Roundhouse Kick. Salvatore falls back against the ropes and launches back off with “TA-01” (Superman Punch)!!! Caldwell falls back against the ropes!! Salvatore grins sadistically, making the measure up motion before she comes charging in and BLASTS her with “Rogue Planet” (V-Trigger)!!! The very impact sends Caldwell through the ropes and out of the ring! Salvatore drops to one knee and puts a hand on her jaw, feeling that Roundhouse Kick from a moment ago. She stands, reaches through the ropes to grab Caldwell by the braid but Caldwell swings her arms up with a kendo stick in hand! CRACK! Salvatore lets go! Caldwell turns around and CRACKS her again!! Salvatore stumbles back and Caldwell grabs the chain to the collars, yanking her forward, through the ropes again. CRACK!!! A third shot!!! Salvatore goes down in a slump and we instantly see blood dripping onto the canvas.
Seth Ernst: Oh god, now they’re both busted open!!
Miranda Augustino: Aye, cabron!
Caldwell crawls back into the ring and picks the bloodied Salvatore up, looking for the “Diamond Driver” (Belly To Belly Piledriver) but Salvatore slips down to her feet from behind and shoves Caldwell into the ropes. She catches herself with her arms on the top rope but Salvatore yanks her back in by the chain and BLASTS her with a Superkick! Caldwell stumbles, Salvatore pulls her back in and hooks her head! “GROUND ZERO” (Vertical Suplex Powerbomb)!! Both women lay out on the mat, bleeding profusely. The proverbial crimson mask upon both their faces. Salvatore makes it over to the cover a moment later but Caldwell fires the shoulder up. Salvatore pulls her back up and throws her off the ropes again. Once more, Caldwell catches herself and this time Salvatore comes charging in for another “Rogue Planet” but Caldwell drops down and pulls the top rope with her. Salvatore topples over and lands on the apron! Caldwell throws one end of the chain around her neck and kicks her feet out from under her! Salvatore drops! She’s hung up by the throat! Caldwell pulls back on the chain and braces her feet against the middle ropes! Referee Yumi Akiyama tries to reason with her about strangling her opponent in such a manner but Caldwell’s not letting up. Salvatore kicks her legs, trying to get her feet up on the apron but she can’t quite find her footing as she starts to fade until she eventually goes limp. Referee Akiyama slides out of the ring and checks on her before calling for the bell!
~DING DING DING~
Thea Crawford: Here is your winner, by technical submission, DIAMOND CALDWELL!!
Diamond Caldwell releases her grip on the chain, letting Adrianna Salvatore slump to the floor. Meanwhile, she desperately reaches up and unfastens the dog collar from around her neck and throws it on the mat, taunting the booing crowd.
Seth Ernst: It would seem Diamond Caldwell escaped the executioner’s axe, Mir!!
Miranda Augustino: And she’s letting the fans - and LeeAnn Viskan - hear about it too!!
Seth Ernst: What a match that was. What a fight!
Miranda Augustino: No kidding!! Alright, ninos y ninas, we thank you for joining us tonight! We’ll catch you next week for even more Trauma! I think everyone’s had their fair share after that one!
Winner: Diamond Caldwell
Result: Submission (Chokeout)
Result: Submission (Chokeout)
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