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NFW Presents: FUNERAL DERANGEMENTS II - 10/31/2023! Oct 31, 2023 14:02:49 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Oct 31, 2023 14:02:49 GMT -8

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Cameras cut to a scene from earlier in the day showing the ring crew putting the final touches to the ring for the event.

Crew Member 1: Hey, can you bring me the turnbuckle pads for this post? They're laying on the floor outside the ring to my left.

Another crew member takes the instruction and checks, but there are no pads to be found. He scratches his head then circles the ring looking as he goes and still nothing.

Crew Member 2: Are you sure you unpacked them because I looked all around the ring and can't find them.

Crew Member 1: Yes, I left them on the floor. Hold on, I'll check with you.

He steps down and checks the ring just as the other crew member did, but finds nothing.

Crew Member 1: Something's not right here.

Crew Member 2: Maybe the pads got knocked under the ring?

Just as the crew members are about to kneel down to lift the ring apron, they witness a woman's arms stretch out. Her hands have long, claw-like nails on each finger and in the grips of the hands are the remaining three turnbuckle pads. As the crew members approach, she quickly tosses the pads a few feet across the floor before retreating back under the ring apron.

Crew Member 2: What the hell was that?

Crew Member 1: I don't know. You go get the pads I'll check.

As the crew member gets the turnbuckle pads, the other lifts up the apron, but there's nobody to be seen under the ring.

Crew Member 1: You saw those hands like I did, right?

The other crew member walks up and squats down to look under the ring.

Crew Member 2: Yes. Wait, there's nobody under here?

Crew Member 1: No. Not that I see. Maybe it's break time.

The other crew member nods and both men get up and walk off calling for the rest of the crew to take a break. As they walk off together, one crew member wearing a hoodie with the hood up breaks away from the crew. A small tuft of long hair drops from their hood that changes from purple, to blue, to shades of red and orange. They appear to be shuffling through several wallets while walking away. As the crew member goes into a shaded area of the stage, they seemingly vanish in the darkness.

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NFW FUNERAL DERANGEMENTS II STARTS SOON!!

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NFW Presents: FUNERAL DERANGEMENTS II - 10/31/2023! Oct 31, 2023 14:09:25 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Oct 31, 2023 14:09:25 GMT -8

Previously Recorded

“Classy” Bianca Page is standing in an empty MGM Grand Garden Arena in Las Vegas, Nevada with Marina Flores.

"Classy" Bianca Page: This brings back a lot of good memories, girl. Darcy and I spent a lot of time in this very arena. You remember them, Darc? I know I remember all the times where you were at my side as you took orders and it hasn’t been the same for you since I dropped you all those months ago. But just think by this time in just a few days you’ll be at my side once again.

Marina Flores:It’ll no doubt elevate her career once again.

"Classy" Bianca Page: So true, girl. Ever since I disposed of her she has done nothing but flounder. She even left the wrestling world to go find herself. I wonder why that is?

Marina Flores:She isn’t a leader like we are. She is merely a follower.

"Classy" Bianca Page: So when she gets to follow not only me, not only Marina but the rest of the Influencers, as well, her career will be the best it has ever been since the House of Wrestling closed its doors. So when you heard me say your name you suddenly reappeared you put your big girl panties and you came gunning for me. Because you know you get to share my limelight. So enjoy the limelight that you viciously attacked my sister several weeks ago. Enjoy the limelight of stepping back into the ring with me and enjoy being not only on my team once again but the team of the Influencers. We’ll be seeing you in Chicago so dress nicely.

Bianca smiles and winks at the camera.

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Night Vision flickers on as a woman is seen sitting cross legged in a dark room. She has her head down, focusing on the meditation she was doing, sweat dripping down. As the cameraman approaches, Darcy looks up at him smirking a bit as the cameraman had begun to sweat from the heat in the room. She motions for him to sit down across from her, as she had been focusing on her training, and she begins to speak.

“The Reaper” Darcy Graves: You know when you called me out Bianca, I was fine with a challenge. Sometimes though, when you try to poke a bear with a stick, the bear just mauls you. The last few weeks have proven that, your arrogance is just the stick poking the bear. The bear while sleeping, has been planning their revenge, and now…

Darcy laughs as she looked at the cameraman who had been shivering as Darcy went back on focusing on her meditation. She then looks up again at the cameraman.

“The Reaper” Darcy Graves: You poked the reaper and expect to get away clean. You think I want to go back into your service, after I was freed from it so many months ago? No, I cannot stand that ego. You want to talk biases, how about this one, you’ve got two real options when it comes to this match. Whatever Trixie decides, is also your fate.

She laughs then she looks up at the cameraman.

“The Reaper” Darcy Graves: Tap, Snap or nap. All three are viable options for you, and Bianca, you might go home with a couple different things. You asked for Bas, and you will get me. I will remind the world why I was the first HOW Violent Champion, why you didn’t carry me. I was going off on my own at first, then I chose to join you. I gave you everything to protect you, and then I left because I wanted to.

She closed her eyes, and then reopened them, her eyes glowing yellow, as the room begins to darken.

“The Reaper” Darcy Graves: This has been your warning, the reaper is coming to collect Bianca, and you are just another victim of it.

She laughs as the cameraman turns the camera off, a last word is heard.

“RUN!”

...AND NOW, NEW FRONTIER WRESTLING PRESENTS...
FUNERAL DERANGEMENTS II: A RAINY DAY

Last Edit: Oct 31, 2023 14:10:24 GMT -8 by Steven Brody, CEO

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NFW Presents: FUNERAL DERANGEMENTS II - 10/31/2023! Oct 31, 2023 14:33:31 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Oct 31, 2023 14:33:31 GMT -8

Seth Ernst: Hello and welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to Funeral Derangements II!

Olivia Mayfaire: Happy Halloween, everybody!

Jim Reynolds: Get ready for a night of sweet treats and violent tricks!

Olivia Mayfaire: That sounds so disturbing when you say it.

Jim Reynolds: Will you cut me a break?!

Seth Ernst: Haha! Welcome again, everybody. I'm Seth Ernst, joined by Jim Reynolds and Olivia Mayfaire. We'll be your broadcast team for this opening contest. We'll be switching seats up throughout the night. We'll have Nick Hanson here as well, along with Miranda Augustino and Lucas Knox. However, without further adieu, let's get the jack-o-lanterns burning and the ball rolling as we take you to tonight's special host, NFW Perseverance Champion, Trixie Decker! Funeral Derangements II starts NOW!

Without missing a beat, Olivia Mayfaire suddenly turns towards Jim Reynolds and just screams in his face, making the man jump and throw his water bottle across the broadcast section.

Jim Reynolds: GODDAMN IT, DON'T DO THAT!!!!

Olivia Mayfaire: MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

OPENING CONTEST: TRIXIE'S CHOICE!
DARCY GRAVES VS. BIANCA PAGE

The scene opens on a foggy cemetery. Slowly, emerging from the mist and headstones, is the cloaked figure of Trixie Decker, carrying a lit jack-o-lantern.

Trixie Decker: “No one in NFW is better named for this holiday than Darcy Graves, but it seems she has her own boogey man to deal with… or boogey woman.”

Trixie sets the pumpkin on a gravestone before looking back to the camera.

Trixie Decker: “Bianca Page wants her property back… and being as she’s the property in question, Darcy would rather give her former ‘employer’ a trick than a treat. So, with Darcy’s very freedom on the line, it’s time to see how the two will settle this matter… and each other.”

Trixie walks stage left, and the camera follows her, towards a skeleton propped up. It vibrates and shakes, a series of ping-pong balls bouncing around inside its rib cage. Trixie places a hand on its head. A ball shoots up into the skeleton’s skull, its jaw dropping open to reveal its treasure. Trixie takes the ball and reads what’s written on it, giving a malicious smirk.

Trixie Decker: “Well, ladies, I hope you’ve got plenty of candy ready, because you’re about to be in a ring surrounded by hungry soles waiting for one of you to accidentally soar out of the ropes into their clutches. Normally, it would be a lumberjack match… but with masks on their faces and violence in the air, you two are in for...”

Trixie reveals the ball to the camera, which says-

“TRICK-OR-TREATER MATCH.”

The next view comes back to the arena where Isabella Salvatore is standing in the ring, ready to announce the opening match.

Isabella Salvatore: Introducing first…she weighs in at 130 pounds and hails from New York City, New York! She is one third of The Socialites…

“Classy” Bianca Page emerges from the backstage area and stops at the top of the entrance way. She looks out at the crowd with a big smile and blows a kiss to the audience. Bianca smiles as she walks down the aisle. As she gets to the ringside area she does a slight twirl before walking up the ring steps. She motions for the referee to open the ropes for her. Bianca enters the ring and walks into the middle of the ring and raises her arms out to the side.

Isabella Salvatore: She is…”Classy” BIANCA PAGE!!!

The lights shut off in the arena, as chanting begins playing. A very tall man in a black cape makes his way out to the arena, as several white spotlights shine upon him. He puts his head, down as a smaller woman is raised up in front of him. She keeps her head down, and turns around revealing the word written across her back as Reaper.

Dori me

Interimo, adapare
Dori me
Ameno, Ameno

Latire
Latiremo
Dori me
Ameno

Isabella Salvatore: And her opponent…from Dublin, Ireland and weighing in at 9.5 stones…

As the chanting stops, Darcy turns around flipping her hood, as the tall man drops his cape. Ciaran Page is standing behind her, as “Believer” by No Resolve & State of Mine begins playing. The lights on the stage begin to flicker red, as Darcy lets her black hair fall, then looks up, hammer fisting her other hand. She then begins the walk down, as her father follows her. Darcy stops at the bottom of the ramp, as she pounds her hands together again, lightning going off in the background.

Pain!

You made me a, you made me a believer, believer
Pain!
You break me down, you build me up, believer, believer
Pain!
Oh let the bullets fly, oh let them rain
My life, my love, my drive, it came from...
Pain!
You made me a, you made me a believer, believer

Darcy then climbs up on to the apron, looking into the ring. She motions, and her father opens the second rope for her, which she steps through. Darcy then goes over undoing the sash letting her Gi fall behind her, as her father catches it. He then steps out of the ring, as the announcer speaks.

Isabella Salvatore: She is The Reaper…DARCY GRAVES!!

Darcy backs off, then goes over to where her father is standing to get a last-minute coach. She then watched, waiting, anticipating the fight.

~DING! DING! DING!~

The bell sounded, and the two women immediately went at each other. Darcy went for a German suplex, but Bianca stopped it from being executed, hitting a German suplex of her own and sending her opponent crashing to the mat. Page eyed the ‘trick or treaters’ that were outside of the ring wearily, unsure of what to think of all of the masked lumberjacks, especially without being able to tell who they were. She turned her attention back to Graves, but the woman was back to her feet already, a smirk on her face as she looked at Page. Bianca charged at Darcy, looking for a running discus clothesline, but Darcy sidestepped and pulled the ropes down causing Bianca to go barreling out of the ring and onto the floor! Page looked worried, maybe even a little afraid as the trick or treaters began descending upon her.

Olivia Mayfaire: Quick thinking by Graves with pulling down the ropes. Puts Page in a precarious position and gives Darcy a chance to think about her next move.

Seth Ernst: It looks like a few of those trick or treaters are having a bit of fun with Bianca as they lay into her! It truly makes you wonder just who is under those masks!

Jim Reynolds: Bianca is a classy woman! She doesn’t deserve treatment like this!

Bianca finally managed to break away from the lumberjacks, breathing a little heavy from trying to fight them off and get away. She quickly got back into the ring, shaking her head at the people on the outside as she backed up further into the ring. What she didn’t realize is that Darcy had moved closer to her, that was until she bumped into the other woman. Page quickly turned around to a little wave from Graves before she was being whipped into the ropes. Bianca ducked under the clothesline attempt from Darcy and stopped herself on the ropes behind Darcy. Grabbing Darcy, Bianca moved over to the ropes and got onto them only to launch herself off, planting Graves with a vicious springboard bulldog! Page went for a quick pin in hopes of ending the match soon.

On-!!

Graves got her shoulder up before the one count was even completed! Bianca yelled in frustration before grabbing Darcy’s head only to slam it against the mat a few times. After a warning from the referee, which got the official a glare sent their way, Page suddenly got a smirk on her face. She looked around at the ringside area then grabbed Graves, pulling her up by the hair. The referee began warning Bianca about the hair which only garnered them another glare as well as a scream of "I know!". Page hit Graves with a hard snap suplex before getting the other woman back to her feet again, proceeding to toss her out to ringside. A few landed some hard kicks to Darcy's ribs, causing her to curl up to try to protect herself.

Olivia Mayfaire: Page feeding Graves to the wolves here, so to speak! I guess this is where work smarter, not harder would come into play.

Seth Ernst: Getting back into the ring is going to be the best thing for Graves at this point. Whether she does it on her own or the 'trick or treaters' send her back in first remains to be seen.

Jim Reynolds: Darcy is getting exactly what she deserves! She sent Bianca to ringside first, knowing that it was nowhere for a classy woman to be.

Finally a few of the lumberjacks picked Darcy up and threw her back into the ring, wiping their hands as they did. Graves slowly got back to her feet, turning towards Bianca only to be met with a missile dropkick! Page jumped back to her feet, a smirk on her face as she looked at the downed Graves. She threw her arms out, showing off for the audience for a few moments. However, those few moments were exactly what Darcy needed to catch her breath and get back to her feet. As Page turned to deal with Graves, she was met with a Swiss uppercut that left her dazed and stumbling a bit. It was just the opening Darcy needed in order to back up only to run at Bianca and hit her with a vicious Waking the Dead! When Bianca dropped, Darcy immediately grabbed her in Grave Robber! She wrenched on the other woman’s poor arm and wrist until finally, Bianca had no choice but to tap out to avoid injury!

~DING! DING! DING!~

Isabella Salvatore: Here is your winner by submission…DARCY GRAVES!!!

Seth Ernst: Darcy Graves avoids servitude under Bianca Page!

Olivia Mayfaire: With authority, too!

Jim Reynolds: Shame! Her existence could have meant something! Bianca doesn’t need her anyway! She can handle herself just fine!

Winner: Darcy Graves
Result: Submission (Grave Robber)

Last Edit: Oct 31, 2023 14:34:02 GMT -8 by Steven Brody, CEO

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NFW Presents: FUNERAL DERANGEMENTS II - 10/31/2023! Oct 31, 2023 14:46:32 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Oct 31, 2023 14:46:32 GMT -8

Tanja had spent some time doing some preparations for the upcoming few days that would hold dear to the Barons of Death. She knew that her dealings of wrestling were just important and she placed herself in the dealings of her professional career.

Tanja Devereaux: Funeral Derangements is a place where we will be able to blend our professional and personal lives together with ease. We may not be stepping into the ring but we will be keeping an eye on possible events for our future. Our plans will be secret to all as the Barons and Papa Legba would not want to reveal our secrets to the world of the living unless it was a time to do so.

The Cajun is heard whispering in another language as she kneels beside a small shrine she had set up sometime before.

Tanja Devereaux: There are many who do not understand our ways and our beliefs but this evening, people will learn never to be ignorant of our beliefs or ignorant of us as a wrestler.

Tanja placed several Gris Gris on the shrine as she is chanting in prayer to the Barons as she continues to listen to what is going on during Funeral Derangements.

Tanja Devereaux: The time of the Death Bringer has come and we will bring some gifts to the unworthy members of the living when they least expect it. Sleep with one eye open or we may find a way to come after you while you sleep.

Tanja laughs coldly as she turns her focus on the shrine and her prayers as Celeste arrived to stand beside her in preparations.

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Everything comes into focus and as it does we are able to see Crystal Hilton. The Hollywood Starlet is clad in a plain pair of blue jeans, sneakers, and is wearing a Wildside Zdunich tag team t shirt. Her blue hair is wrapped into a ponytail as she is wearing a pair of seeing glasses. She paces around as she begins to speak to the heart of the cameras.

Crystal Hilton: Good evening to all of the NFW fanbase and more specifically I just want to take the time to greet my blossoming roses out there. I am just going to stand here and be completely honest to all of you because you all deserve the truth. These past few months I know I haven’t been myself. I have been rude. I have been acting with a pompous attitude and more often than not I have been coming across like a prude. I felt it was best if I just openly admit what I have been going through.

Crystal lets tears flow from her eyes as she continues to share her heart.

Crystal Hilton: Tonight I stand before all of you as Christina Zdunich. Not the Hollywood egomaniac that everybody is accustomed to seeing but the woman behind the character. The truth is I owe Zoey Madigan an apology as well. She is one of my best friends and I have been nothing but rude to her. People are questioning why I have been snapping and why the attitude but I felt embarrassed to tell you all what’s been going on. I…I…

More tears flow from her eyes as they hit the ground below as she tries to share her heart.

Crystal Hilton: I know I might seem okay on the outside but Alexandra leaving the relationship with Seleana and I has left me a total wreck. I tried to play it off that it hasn’t affected me but it has in ways I can’t even imagine. Being on the road from Seleana is tearing me apart and the only way that could have made me cope with anything was for me to break my seven year sobriety and I picked up on alcoholism. It’s bad when a recovering alcoholic drinks again and this past week Seleana caught me drinking and I was caught in a lie… I…

Crystal let’s more tears flow as she just breaks down. She can’t even look at the camera at this point as she speaks some more.

Crystal Hilton: I kept pushing Zoey away but I don’t want to interfere in her business nor lose the only one who can even stand me as a friend. As if that wasn’t bad I can’t even stop my daughter Brittany from being at war with her brother Brayden and his wife Sofia. I am just a total mess up no matter how you look at things. What do I say to little Aurora when she finds out that mommy Christina is the epitome of a Papa Roach Hollywood Whore song?! What do I say to my family, how can I really stand up for anybody or anything? Instead of being truthful I let that arrogant attitude get the better of me and I don’t want to lose anything or anybody…

Crystal wipes her eyes as she turns her attention to the cameras.

Crystal Hilton: In the midst of everything I find wrestling as my place of solitude. It’s the place where all of the pain can go away. I have been grinding. I have been building myself up and chaining some wins together. I mustered a lot just to win a shot in Zion at the National Championship which I came up short in but right here in NFW I feel like I am ready to take the next big leap in my career because it’s all I got left. If there is something I can do right it’s I know I can show my daughter Aurora that when the going gets tough you need to dust yourself off and persevere and that’s what I plan to do. The VBMT tournament didn’t go my way but through hell or high water my current task at hand is eventually to find my way to Lana Corvin. She has been making my life a living hell. She has been brushing me off and I won’t be ignored!

Crystal wipes the tears out of her eyes as she stands with a bit of confidence.

Crystal Hilton: What you see is what you get and you are getting the truth. I am tired of talking about it on Twitter. I am tired of trying to step on my best friend just to make sure I get to Lana. I rather make it simple. I want to become somebody. I want to be in the ring with you Lana and I am not going to threaten jumping you because that wouldn’t be a good look for Aurora. I am not going to stoop to your level or even say you are worthless because I do see how talented you are and you are a top tier athlete. Instead I rather be a woman and tell you right here, right now let’s do this thing. Let’s fight… One on one I am issuing a challenge and I am expecting to hear an answer. You can tell me I am nothing. you can call me a terrible mother, a terrible wife. I get it… FREE SELEANA…. BETTER ROLE MODEL for AURORA!!! Say whatever you want, wear whatever t shirt your want. Do whatever you want… It doesn’t hurt…

Crystal takes a long deep breath as she keeps her eyes focused.

Crystal Hilton: The only thing that would sting at this point is knowing if you could best me in the ring which I know for a fact you can’t do. No matter how good you are I have been at this for a long time and it’s time to get back into the relevancy for all of the right reasons and I am going to make it right. It can’t change the mistakes I have made. It won’t make breaking my sobriety go away or change the fact that at times I need some serious counseling, but being able to beat you would motivate me to do so much more in this company. It’s time to get back on track and showcase to the entire world that I am the rose that refuses to wither away. I will always find a way to blossom because this is ALL I have. I am Christina Zdunich, but you can call me Crystal Hilton, and I will be in your future… I will be watching your match very closely. If my best friend doesn’t get the job done tonight, rest assured you WILL be seeing me. I promise you that…

With that Crystal nods her head as she turns her attention to a screen as we go elsewhere.

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NFW Presents: FUNERAL DERANGEMENTS II - 10/31/2023! Oct 31, 2023 15:02:04 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Oct 31, 2023 15:02:04 GMT -8

MATCH #2: TRIXIE'S CHOICE!
DANE PRESTON VS. KAZUHIKO SAITAMA

The scene opens on a morgue. Trixie, in her Grim Reaper cloak and low cut Elvira dress, sits on the edge of a table, which is also inhabited by a body covered in a sheet.

Trixie Decker: “Oh, good! You’re here! I was getting bored. Nothing against my current company. He’s nice but, y’know...”

Trixie leans towards the camera and stage whispers.

Trixie Decker: “… a little stiff.”

Trixie hops off the table, walking behind it and resting her elbows on the shrouded body.

Trixie Decker: “But you know what’s not going to be dead? Well, not at first anyway. The match between Dane Preston and Kazuhiko Saitama! This is going to be a match for the ages, like Jason versus Freddy, Dracula versus Frankenstein, or Abbot and Costello versus the Wolf Man! But how will these monsters face off? Which of my many delightful tricks awaits them?”

Trixie rips the sheet off the corpse, revealing the dead body of a withered old man. She rolls up her sleeves.

Trixie Decker: “Let’s get to the heart of the matter!”

Trixie balls up her fists and punches into the body’s chest. A sickening, wet sound echoes as her arm slides all the way into the dead body, up to her shoulder, as she roots around.

Trixie Decker: “Now, where is it?”

Trixie pulls out a lung, dripping with gore, and tosses it over her shoulder into a wall of refrigerated drawers before reaching back in. She yanks out a heart, tossing it onto a nearby scale with a feather. The scale tips in favor of the heart.

Trixie Decker: “Oh, buddy. You sure mythed up… a li’l joke for the Egyptian fans there.”

Trixie reaches in and yanks out a long ream of intestinal track, pulling and pulling until the tail end comes out tied to a long strand of colorful handkerchiefs. She reaches one more time and pulls a balled up piece of paper from the cavity. Unwadding it, Trixie reads to herself.

Trixie Decker: “Now, this is a match we can all really ‘dig’… Dane, Kazuhiko, get ready to unearth all your rage for each other as you face off… IN A COFFIN MATCH!”

Trixie lets out a long cackle, then looks down at the dead body. She gently pats his cheek.

Trixie Decker: “Sorry, gramps. I know I can sometimes get under your skin.”

The camera returns to ringside, focusing in on an old style casket that has been placed right beside the apron.

Olivia Mayfaire: A COFFIN match?! Last time we had one of those, it was damn near traumatizing to those involved and then some!

Jim Reynolds: You said it best! I ain't sitting around for another one of these, especially tonight!

We hear Jim Reynolds throw his headset off.

Olivia Mayfaire: Where you goi--HEY!! JIMMY!!

Seth Ernst: I guess he doesn't like coffins...

The sound of a gong plays through the arena speakers while the lights dim on cue with that. A silent ambiance filled the venue for a few moments before the music picked up once again, the fast paced boss fight-like music played as the lights flashed in sync with the fast pace, the arena filling up with colors of red, yellow, and blue scattered about. Soon, out from the curtain, stepped Kazuhiko Saitama. He looked around the arena with the slightest of a grin on his face as he reached his hand out to the camera, waving and pointing to it. His large jacket that had eyes hanging from all over the place perfectly fit his nickname of Lightning Eye. Standing on the stage, he outstretched both of his arms towards the ring, then slowly brought his hand towards his face with his palm facing the ring making sure only one of his eyes were uncovered, the other hand grabbing his wrist as a form of a signature pose. He dropped both of his hands as he proceeded to the ring.

Isabella Salvatore: Introducing first…from Niigata, Japan…weighing in at 194 lbs…Kazuhiko! Saitama!

His walk was an average paced stride, not going too quickly or too slowly. He talked to the camera his entire way down, brushing his fingertips against the lens of the camera before he climbed up the steps of the ring, getting inside by rolling under the bottom rope. He proceeded to the corner, doing the same pose that he did on the stage while looking out to the people. He hopped off the corner, backing into it as he removed his jacket, fixing his armbands and hair that was messed up by the coat.

Suddenly the lights in the Vlad Blackheart Colosseum go out, plunging the Chicago, Illinois fans into darkness. A lit fuze sizzles across the video screen, leading to an explosion of pyro around the entrance stage. The sound of a gunshot and a car peeling out, then the opening guitar riff for No Resolve’s “UNKILLABLE” shred across the PA speakers.

I MET THE DEVIL

HE WANTED ME DEAD

BUT INSTEAD

I PUT A MOTHERFUCKIN’

BULLET IN HIS HEAD

YEAH!

Dane Preston's silhouette can be seen slowly coming through the curtains as he steps out onto the stage. Nodding his masked head to the beat of the music, he extends an arm in front of him, the other behind him as he struts down the ramp. A single spotlight shines down on the six foot, three inch, two hundred and fifty-five pound fighter as he slowly stalks his way to the ring, clad in a sleeveless leather duster.

Isabella Salvatore: And his opponent…hailing from Parts Unknown, Wisconsin…weighing in at 255 lbs…Dane! Preston!

YOU BROKE ME DOWN, THE CUTS AND THE BRUISES

I HOLD THE KNIFE NOW, I'M CUTTING MY NOOSES

I WEAR THE BLOOD STAINS LIKE BADGES OF HONOR

I'LL TAKE EVERY BULLET BECAUSE I'M A SURVIVOR

BITCH!

After scaling the ring steps, Preston slowly snaps his head from side to side before climbing into the ring and shrugging off his duster. He makes his way to his corner and climbs to the second rope where he points finger guns at the fans before snatching his mask off his head and throwing it out to them. Hopping down, Dane squats in the corner, arms outstretched as he grips the second rope with both hands awaiting his opponent (or awaiting the starting bell).

~ DING DING DING ~

Both Preston and Saitama circle the ring to start this one, each of them notably eyeing the coffin stationed at ringside as they do in to grapple! Saitama doesn’t waste a moment of time, not locking up with Preston for long before he nails him with the midsection with a Knee Strike! Preston is buckled down to his knees, with Saitama quickly taking advantage as he steps back and rushes back at Preston with a Shining Wizard! He quickly tells the official at ringside to open the coffin up, beginning to roll Preston towards it! Saitama is immediately taken back by the image of the open coffin however, realizing that whoever is put inside won’t be alone in there. Over the velvet insides of the coffin lies a whole colony of spiders, worms, and cockroaches! All of which darting around, not a fan of the new home they’ve been placed in, and likely a lot less kind to trespassers, as well!

The sight of all this throws off Saitama, who tries to continue his work in pushing Preston towards the coffin! However this brief distraction is enough for Preston to get back into this, as he grabs a hold of Saitama and wrangles him in for an Inside Cradle! While this move is usually done as a pin, it obviously doesn’t yield the same result for Preston here, who merely uses it as a way to throw Saitama even further off base as he quickly releases him! The coffin closes as this all happens, with Preston likely not seeing even a little bit of the bullet that he just dodged! Preston and Saitama both get to their feet, with Preston quickly clobbering Saitama with a Clothesline! Saitama gets to his feet once again, catching another Clothesline from Preston! Saitama once again scrambles to his feet, this time being taken down with a Swinging Neckbreaker by Preston!

Preston now yells for the coffin to be opened, as he drags Saitama to his feet and attempts to bring him towards it! Saitama’s not having it however, turning the tables and pushing Preston towards the ropes instead! Preston hits the ropes, coming back to a Dropkick by Saitama! He quickly follows up, stepping back before rushing in with a Standing Shooting Star Press! Preston rolls out of the ring off the move, with Saitama hitting the ropes and leaping out of the ring to nail Preston with a Suicide Dive! Saitama sees an opportunity to end this now, getting Preston to his feet and dragging him towards the coffin! He bashes Preston’s head against the lid of the coffin, before lifting it up! Preston doesn’t let up however, nailing Saitama in the midsection with a shot before grabbing hold of the coffin lid and swinging it right into his head!

Preston tries to push Saitama into the coffin now, with Saitama clutching the sides of it for dear life as he tries to push back against him! He quickly takes his hand off the side of the coffin to apply an Elbow to Preston’s midsection, causing him to abandon the mission and double back into the barricade! Saitama seems to already have a plan to capitalize, rushing towards Preston with the intention of sending him through the barricade! Preston is able to get out of the way however, sending Saitama crashing through the barricade instead!

Crowd: HO-LY SHIT!!
HO-LY SHIT!!
HO-LY SHIT!!
HO-LY SHIT!!

Seth Ernst: ”Holy shit” indeed! These two men are going to whatever lengths possible in order to not be met with the contents of that coffin!

Olivia Mayfaire: I can’t say I blame them, Nick! I wouldn’t wanna be covered in even one of those things in there, nevermind all three!

Preston walks into the hole that Saitama just created in the barricade, looking to pull him up to his feet to inflict even more damage! But Saitama fights back, nailing Preston with a European Uppercut that sends him doubling back into one of the empty seats created from the fans leaping out of them! Saitama begins to lay into Preston now, nailing him with a set of heavy Kicks until one of them sends the chair toppling over with Preston in it! Saitama sees another opportunity to inflict pain onto Preston, climbing up onto one of the chairs before delivering a beautiful 450 Splash off of it and onto Preston! The speed and accuracy of his rotation in order to land on Preston with such brief airtime gets the crowd even more excited!

Saitama lifts Preston off the ground, looking to drag him back to ringside so that he can close him in the coffin! But Preston fights back, shoving Saitama into the back end of the barricade before tossing him even further into the crowd area with a German Suplex! Saitama is laid out now, with Preston waving the fans back to make some room as he lines up a few chairs! He slowly pulls Saitama back to his feet, before getting him in position and dropping him into the chairs with a Suplex! Preston drags Saitama back to the ringside, quickly opening the coffin door and shoving Saitama inside! He attempts to close the coffin door on him, but Saitama resists, gutting through the crawling coffin-mates to push back against Preston! He quickly improvises, grabbing a handful of creepy crawlers and tossing them right into Preston’s face! Even the biggest and baddest of men can be undone by having such disgusting things thrown on them, as evident by Preston immediately doubling back to swat them away!

Saitama climbs out of the coffin, quickly jetting around ringside to get as far away from it as possible! Preston eventually chases him down, catching him as he attempts to crawl underneath the ring! It takes a few tugs, but Preston finally pulls Saitama out from under the ring, only to reveal that he’s now in possession of a fire extinguisher! He sprays the extinguisher into Preston’s face, before getting back to his feet and immediately clocking him over the head with the metal device! He tosses the extinguisher to the side, before getting Preston to his feet and dragging him around ringside! He tosses Preston into the coffin now, shutting the lid on top of him to end the match!

…

…

…

…

At least that’s what he thinks happened! But the camera pans in closer to the coffin, revealing Preston’s fingers protruding from the door! Preston stays in this match by mere inches without Saitama even realizing it!

Seth Ernst: I think Kazuhiko Saitama believes he’s won this one!

Olivia Mayfaire: He better turn around and no better ASAP, or else this night is not about to end the way he wants!

Seth Ernst: For someone nicknamed the Lightning Eye, you’d assume he’d catch onto the fact this match hasn’t ended sooner!

Saitama celebrates in front of the coffin, despite neither his music playing nor his name being announced as the winner! All of this goes over his head as he continues to celebrate, with the coffin door slowly opening up in the background and the very angry face of Dane Preston beginning to peek over his shoulder and into frame! Preston climbs out of the coffin, grabbing Saitama attempting to shove him in himself! Despite being caught off guard, Saitama proceeds to put up a much better fight than expected of him at this point, pushing against the coffin again to avoid being put in! He shoves Preston back with a Kick to the gut, before throwing him into the ring steps with an Irish Whip!

Saitama seemingly has yet another idea, dragging Preston off the floor and on top of the steel steps! He climbs back into the ring and onto the top rope, getting himself ready before going for Crashing Down! But Preston gets out of the way, leaving Saitama to land dead on the steps from the missed Spiral Tap! Saitama is no longer moving as Preston pulls him up to his feet and tosses him into the coffin! He attempts to close the door once again, but Saitama outstretches his arms to keep it from being closed! Preston knows just the way to remedy this, stepping up and into the coffin with Saitama before relentlessly digging his boot into him! He steps up onto the apron before kicking the coffin door over! It falls with no pushback and the bell rings in Preston’s favor!

~ DING DING DING ~

Isabella Salvatore: The winner of this match…Dane! Preston!

Seth Ernst: Well, call it a very Happy Halloween for Dane Preston but certainly not so much for Kazuhiko Saitama!

Olivia Mayfaire: I wouldn’t wanna be locked in there right now! Okay, the match is over, you can let him out now!

Winner: Dane Preston
Result: Coffin Match

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Dane Preston steps back into the ring from on top of the coffin as “Unkillable” plays and the crowd shows their support and appreciation when suddenly the lights in the arena go out, leaving everyone in darkness.

Seth Ernst: Uh-oh…

Olivia Mayfaire: Now look, I know it’s Halloween guys, but come on. Can we get a break from the lighting tricks?

Silence in the arena, save for the murmur of the crowd before all of a sudden…

The stage comes to life with flickering blue lights as “Enemy” by Imagine Dragons begins to play, drawing everyone’s attention towards it. The lights are bright enough that we can see the silhouette of Dane Preston drop his arms and turn towards the stage. Close enough even that we can see his hardened expression as he glares at the stage, waiting to see what happens.

Olivia Mayfaire: Seth, what is going on?

Seth Ernst: I was just about to ask you, Olivia!

Then…a familiar phrase appears on the tron…

YOU

WEREN’T

THERE

The crowd stirs even louder, recognizing this from just two weeks ago, last time Dane was standing in the ring on Collision. The tron goes out, as do the lights and the music suddenly cuts off. Darkness takes over the arena again for a moment before…the lights return to normal and there’s a gasp from the crowd as a tall figure, just a bit shorter than Dane is seen standing BEHIND him! A lithe figure, completely shrouded in black with a hooded cloak. In one gloved hand, they clutch a black baseball bat at their side.

Olivia Mayfaire: Uhh…uhhhh!! Seth?! Seth! Th-that…!

Seth Ernst: Th-that can’t be… There’s no way…!

Olivia Mayfaire: I know, but…! Wh–what are we…?!

The figure doesn’t move a muscle as they stand behind Dane while the man stares in confusion at the stage. It’s then that something dawns on him as if he somehow feels the presence of someone behind him. Dane closes his eyes and tilts his chin upward, mouthing a quiet…

Dane F'n Preston: ...Fuck…

With lightning quick reflexes, Dane whips around and swings for a big back elbow but the hooded figure moves surprisingly quicker, ducking his arm and rams the wide end of the baseball bat right into his sternum, taking the wind out of him. Dane drops to his knees, gasping and wheezing for air as he looks up at his attacker. Even his eyes can’t believe what he’s seeing as the figure tilts their head.

Dane F'n Preston: R…Ro…Robi…?!

The figure slowly straightens their head and their grip tightens around the bat before cocking back and striking Dane across the collarbone, sending him down to the mat. The Colosseum boos as the obscured attacker continues their assault and starts raining brutal shots with the bat down across Dane’s ribs and shoulders!!

Seth Ernst: Dane Preston, being attacked by this cloaked figure!! Someone needs to stop this!

Olivia Mayfaire: Seth, you saw his lips! He said “Robi!” That can’t be!

Seth Ernst: Well who is it then?! Who is this and why are they attacking Dane Preston?!

Olivia Mayfaire: I don’t know, man! It…it can’t be! Robi Sorrensen…Robi Sorrensen is…!

Seth Ernst: We know, Olivia. We know! Robi Sorrensen is no longer with us but Dane’s looking at this person as if staring at a ghost from his past! SOMEBODY GET SECURITY OUT HERE!!

Dane’s attacker ceases their assault with the bat and steps back to let him catch his breath, or what’s left of it. They step back away from him and wait back in the corner. Dane finds his way up to his knees, then one knee but before he can come up any higher, the cloaked figure rushes in and takes him across the face with a running Bicycle Pump Kick, otherwise known as the “Piston Kick!” Dane goes down, out cold as the figure looms over him and angrily throws the hood back, revealing long blue hair in dreadlocks. The assailant, able to be identified now as a woman, reaches down and snatches up the baseball bat again as she stands over Dane. Her other hand reaches up and begins to slowly remove the eerie white mask hiding her face. She pulls the mask off and slowly looks up at the hardcam with a hateful scowl on her face and the Colosseum gasps!

Seth Ernst: Olivia! That…that’s…!

Olivia Mayfaire: THAT’S SHANNA MITCHELL!!!!

Seth Ernst: SHANNA MITCHELL IS HERE!!!!!

Olivia Mayfaire: THE DAUGHTER OF ROBI “VALKYRIE” SORRENSEN IS BACK!!!

Shanna glares back down at Dane, out cold at her feet before spreading her arms out to the sides; mask in one hand, bat in the other. She tilts her head back as the tron comes to life again, with one word.

RASERI

The Colosseum doesn’t know what to think as she holds that pose and the shot fades.

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NFW Presents: FUNERAL DERANGEMENTS II - 10/31/2023! Oct 31, 2023 15:15:17 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Oct 31, 2023 15:15:17 GMT -8

The camera opens backstage in the NFW Funeral Derangements Green Room. Trixie Decker, in her Cryptkeeper style cloak, picking through the food laid out on the table. She picks up a piece of pizza.

Trixie Decker: "I feel like I saw this pizza at Ascension."

An employee of the arena, manning the green room, approaches the table.

Employee: "Yeah, we use a lot of the same vendors for every show."

Trixie’s nose crinkles in disgust as she smells the slice.

Trixie Decker: "No, I mean I am sure I saw this exact pizza at Ascension back in April."

She drops the slice, which lands with an unnerving “squish.” Trixie grabs a napkin and cleans her hands off. The backstage camera then proceeds to pan over to “Da Hardheaded Housewife” Azurine Vebbins who is holding a box of aloe vera-infused napkins. She appears perplexed but peppy as another major holiday like Halloween approaches.

Azurine Vebbins: If I was runnin’ Caterin’, den deyr would’ve been sandwiches. Tryin’ to puzzle piece to-ged-er what purpose I’m servin’ here tonight…Evenin’, Trix?

Trixie looks up at Azzie and gives a smile to her former tag partner.

Trixie Decker: "Well, look at you. The biggest treat of ‘em all. How are you this Halloween?"

Azzie reciprocates the smile, double blinks, and blushes at her former lead dance partner.

Azurine Vebbins: I’m doin’ decent. Caught a bouquet at a weddin’ over da weekend. Deyr’s also da matter of tonight bein’ Halloween and not knowin’ what my costume should be. May I ask what you mean when sayin’ I’m da biggest treat of dem all?

Trixie smiles softly and rests a hand on Azurine’s shoulder.

Trixie Decker: "It’s always sweet to have you around. We haven’t talked in a while. How’ve you been? NFW’s keeping you busy."

Vebbins nervously polishes her neck halo and lets out a subconscious sigh feeling Trix’s hand on her shoulder. Azzie momentarily shakes her head because she swears she heard a clicking sound.

Azurine Vebbins: Really has. Appreciate hearin’ you say dat. Tryin’ my blessed wid whomever I’m booked wid and/or against. Deyr are times when it feels like I’m crawlin’ on my hands and knees to work my way up to championship contention. Still, da pursuit and providin’ a pleasurable performance is what makes workin’ here word-while.

Trixie nods.

Trixie Decker: "I get it. I’ve felt like that, too. And I know, in the past few months, I haven’t been… well, a friend. At all. At least, not in other places, but I do believe in you, Azzie. And I know you’re gonna show everyone in NFW what you can do soon."

Azurine Vebbins: Awww, blestie. Certain chanters of mine would say you’ve treated me like a bleep. B-flat honest, when you mentioned your plans for different NFW grapplers, I had a naggin’ notion “Da Damsel in Dat Dress” might end up on da short leash list. Den again, dat could just be my external occipital protuberance attemptin’ mental gymnastics, right?

“Da Adorkable Angel” senses a tug on her neck halo when asking that last question. Trixie blinks as her brain slowly translates everything said to English from Azzi-ese.

Trixie Decker: "I’ve never had a beef with you, Azurine. Ever. I took something out on you and I’m sorry. But as I was you in NFW, I cheer you on. I mean it. And I hope to see you with gold on your waist… not mine, obviously. But gold still."

Azurine Vebbins: Hearin’ you say beef has me wonderin’ why we don’t have steak as an option at Caterin’. I accept your apology, amiga. Y’know, it would be nice slippin’ a championship strap on as a waist halo.

Azzie looks over into a dressing room mirror. Vebbins notices the neck halo she’s been polishing reads “Trix’s Behaved Babyface Treat.”

Trixie smiles, then pecks Azzie on the cheek.

Trixie Decker: "After the show. I still got duties I need to carry out and you know how easily I get distracted. But… thank you."

Trixie hesitates, then hugs Azzie before walking away.

Azurine Vebbins: You’re welcome. Don’t know how I’d cause a distraction…

Trixie looks back at Azurine, looks her figure up and down, and sighs.

Trixie Decker: "Having that body and still being that innocent. My God."[/font

Trixie yanks a piece of cake out of another P.A.’s hands and leaves the green room eating it, leaving a confused Azurine behind her.

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“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: So… did I do whot Cass said I did?

She looks up into the camera as it opens on the NFW Silver Mountain Champion “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire standing ready to go for her big Kia Kaha match tonight.

“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: Did I?

She nods grimly.

“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: Aye, I did.

Again, she nods grimly, as if making a dark admission with it.

“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: I baet tha man as badly as I could baet ‘im until they pulled me off o’ ‘im an’ my only regret about it was I dinna get tae go further!

She nods solemnly, glaring angrily.

“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: I never did make him stop his feckin’ laughin’!

She shakes her head, visibly disgusted with herself at the memory. Slowly, she looks back into the camera and glares.

“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: But I kinna bae saein’ how ye tink this was gonna stop me or put me off me game, Cass. Gabriel Ohio an’ I have a history that goes back yaers an’ multiple fights. I’ve kicked ‘im harder than ennyone else an’ he came back fer more. He baet me from pillar tae post an’ I kept gettin’ back up. Kin ye bae sayin’ th’ same fer yerself, Lass?

She leans forward and grabs the camera.

“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: Bae ye ready tae show th’ world ye bae more than th’ joke they already tink ye are, or are ye ready tae prove them all right?

Releasing the camera, Psycho steps back.

“Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: Taenight’s yer chance, Cass, ye bess nay miss!

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Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Oct 31, 2023 15:27:03 GMT -8

MATCH #3: KIA KAHA MATCH
FOR THE NFW SILVER MOUNTAIN CHAMPIONSHIP
CASS BAUMER VS. "PSYCHO" SAOIRSE MAGUIRE ©

Isabella Salvatore: The following contest is a Kia Kaha match for the NFW Silver Mountain Championship. In order to win the match, the belt must be retrieved from the top of the chain by climbing the chain.

As the brash beat of “Industry Baby” by Gill The iLL featuring JVZEL blasts through the arena's sound system, the wave of boos from the audience almost makes the music inaudible! A green spotlight beams down at the entryway, and as the camera descends, it gradually reveals Cass Baumer. Dancing with swagger, the controversial brawler grooves down the aisle in her black windbreaker jacket over her ring gear. As she approaches the center of the clearing, she spins and steps backward. Spreading her arms wide, Baumer flaunts the "Scourge of the Earth" embroidered patch Velcroed to the back of her coat.

The pop rap anthem plays on as Baumer forms a triumphant smirk on her lips. She turns her head to the side, casting a playful glance at the camera, then leisurely twirls to face front when she nears the apron. Stopping at the steel steps, she takes a moment to survey the crowd, savoring their negative reactions. She gestures with her arms, urging them to get louder, and the crowd obliges with a louder roar. Sliding into the ring, the crescendo of hatred from the crowd only fuels her arrogance. With grace, she rises, ascends the ropes, and raises her fist triumphantly. Letting out a guttural shout, she dismounts and heads to her corner.

Isabella Salvatore: Introducing first, the challenger… Cass Baumer!

With the lights dimmed, the Shieldmaidens’ motto, “Hell is empty and the Maidens are here!” comes up on the Tron. Slipknot's “Psychosocial” hits and “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire comes walking through the entryway smirking cruelly. Aoife “Banshee" Maguire follows her out and walks her to the ring. She slides into the ring looking like she can’t wait to get down to business.

Isabella Salvatore: And her opponent, the NFW Silver Mountain Champion… “Psycho” Saoirse Maguire!

~ Ding Ding Ding ~

Psycho and Cass both look at the big metal chain hanging down into the middle of the ring. The two walk out to meet each other in the center right at the chain. Cass grabs the chain and smashes Psycho in the face with it. Psycho falls back and Cass grabs ahold of the chain to start shimmying up it. Psycho comes over and pulls her down into a powerbomb. Cass hits hard and rolls away, clutching at her back. Psycho grabs at the chain and starts to pull herself up but Cass starts to move and Psycho releases her grip on the chain. She sets herself for a kick as Cass starts to stand up. Cass makes it to her feet and Psycho snaps off a big roundhouse right kick. Cass staggers back from the impact and Psycho jumps into a flying knee strike that sends Cass through the ropes. Cass tumbles off the apron and lands in a heap on the floor. Psycho steps away and looks up as the crowd cheers on viscerally.

Crowd: PSYCHO SORSHA!!! PSYCHO SORSHA!!! PSYCHO SORSHA!!! PSYCHO SORSHA!!! PSYCHO SORSHA!!! PSYCHO SORSHA!!! PSYCHO SORSHA!!! PSYCHO SORSHA!!!

Psycho goes to the chain and nods to herself. She starts to climb up as the crowd continues cheering her on.

Crowd: LETS’GO PSYCHO!!! LETS’GO PSYCHO!!! LETS’GO PSYCHO!!! LETS’GO PSYCHO!!! LETS’GO PSYCHO!!! LETS’GO PSYCHO!!! LETS’GO PSYCHO!!!

On the floor, Cass starts to get up and looks to see Psycho starting up the chain. Cass grabs a steel chair from under the ring and scrambles into the ring. Chair in hand, she moves in behind Psycho and blasts hrt dead in the back with the chair. Psycho dangles from the chain and Cass blasts her a second time. Psycho loses her grip and tumbles to the mat as the crowd boos Cass vociferously.

Nick Hanson: Cass just drilled Psycho!

Jim Reynolds: Well, yeah, what did you expect?

Olivia Mayfaire: From Cass? Nothing else.

Nick Hanson: Cass is gonna wanna watch her ass the way things are going.

Jim Reynolds: She’s not going to start now.

Olivia Mayfaire: Morgan Payne proved that pretty well.

Cass smirks at the crowd and nods to them as if she’d been expecting this. She looks down at Psycho and nods again. She raises the chair up and violently brings it down onto Psycho. The champion writhes in agony on the mat as Cass raises the chair up and snaps it down a second and then a third time.

Crowd: OOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Psycho rolls away towards the apron and Cass kicks at her before nodding and looking up. She drops the chair and grabs at the chain. Cass starts to pull herself up, hand over hand, inch by inch. Psycho reaches under the ropes and grabs the chair. As Cass starts to rise up the chin, Psycho pulls herself to her feet, chair in hand. Psycho springboards up and hits a flying Van Daminator on Cass. Cass falls off the chain and lands painfully on the mat.

Crowd: YEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!

Psycho staggers up and waits as Cass crawls slowly to the corner. Cass starts to get herself up in the corner against the turnbuckles and Psycho sets the chair in front of her. Psycho backs up then gets a two steps start. She launches herself off the chair into Air Psycho. She nails Cass and tumbles over the top rope onto the apron as Cass falls on her face on the mat.

Crowd: OOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Nick Hanson: God what an impact!

Jim Reynolds: Which one?

Olivia Mayfaire: Both of them…

Nick Hanson: Psycho’s hammering away and Cass is trying to hang in there.

Jim Reynolds: And both times that somebody has been hanging on, they have fallen down like a rock!

Olivia Mayfaire: It’s not gonna get any better.

Psycho steps back through the ropes and moves close to the chain. She starts climbing up the chain, pulling herself as hard and as fast as she can go. Cass looks up and pulls herself to the chain, dragging the chair behind her. Cass sets the chair up, climbs up onto it. She jumps up and grabs Psycho by the legs. Cass pulls on Psycho and then starts climbing up Psycho. Psycho tries to shrug her off but Cass makes it to the top of them. She rakes the champion’s eyes. Cass grabs onto the chain and pulls on Psycho. Cass kicks her in the crotch and Psycho falls down to the mat. Cass climbs up and grabs the belt and victory.

~ Ding Ding Ding ~

Isabella Salvatore: Here is your winner… and NEW NFW Silver Mountain Champion… Cass Baumer!

Nick Hanson: Cass Baumer…

Jim Reynolds: Is now a two-time Silver Mountain Champion!

Olivia Mayfaire: And she only had to go to the eyes and kick low to get there!

Nick Hanson: Are we really surprised she went there?

Jim Reynolds: Psycho got Baumerized!

Olivia Mayfaire: And now so will we all!

The shot fades out on Cass Baumer, celebrating with the Silver Mountain Championship, wild eyes and laughing triumphantly like a madwoman.

Winner: Cass Baumer (#ANDNEW)
Result: Retrieved Title

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NFW Presents: FUNERAL DERANGEMENTS II - 10/31/2023! Oct 31, 2023 15:48:49 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Oct 31, 2023 15:48:49 GMT -8

Following the match, the cameras move backstage to the General Managers’ area where Collision GM, Jessica Clarkson-Morian is seen standing in front of her desk. Her husband, Nathanael, looms behind the desk, his intense gaze locked on the camera over his mask with his baseball bat resting, casually, over his shoulder. Jessica smiles behind her glasses.

Jessica Clarkson-Morian: Good evening, y’all and Happy Halloween! We hope tonight ain’t been too scary for none of y’all.

She giggles, light heartedly.

Jessica Clarkson-Morian: I wanted to take this time to make an announcement concerning Wrestle War 20, regarding the NFW World Championship match. Now, once again, I can’t give enough to praise to y’all that took part in the Vlad Blackheart Memorial this year, however, seeing as the trophy and Main Event spot on Night 2 ended up being won by Damon Cross of Trauma, all due respect to him, that leaves the question of what happens with New Frontier’s other top title?

She brings her hands together with a clap, folding her fingers together and smiles with a beam of excitement in her eyes.

Jessica Clarkson-Morian: Well, don’t y’all worry your heads about that because I’ve gone and got that all figured out already. Something I’ve been sitting on for a few weeks now! Beginning next week, running through to the following week after, we’re gonna have us another little tournament! I’ve selected eight individuals from the Collision roster who participated in this year’s Vlad Blackheart Memorial, who will compete for the right to face NFW World Champion, Alastair Frost, at Wrestle War 20. The first round matches will take place on the November 7th episode of Tuesday Night Collision with the semi-finals and finals match taking place on November 14th.

Jessica pauses, perhaps for a bit of dramatic effect before continuing.

Jessica Clarkson-Morian: Those individuals will be none other than…Austin Ramsey…Dane Preston…Jordan Majors…Johnny Towers, who will be off his suspension. Yes, Mr. Towers, I want you to understand that this is a show of good faith and that despite circumstances, there ain’t no biased or hard feelings here… Morgan Payne…Myriad…Lilith Meadows…and Lluvia Salvatore. Now, without further holding y’all up on enjoying the show, I wish y’all a blessed, and spooky, evening. Enjoy the rest of Funeral Derangements!

The cameras return to ringside, panning over the excited audience.

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The screen cuts to the "lair" of the Phantom Troupe as they are watching the card with much enjoyment when Dominique Ciotti enters the scene and approaches the crew.

Dominique Ciotti: Gentlemen, it's good to see you here supporting your brand even though you're not on the actual card.

Devon Slayton: Thank you, Miss Ciotti. And while I will admit that it is kind of bummer that we're not on the card for this pay per view, I'm fine with it because the Troupe have a great many more chances a head of us to be apart of a great many other pay per views.

Dominique Ciotti: That is a very refreshing way of looking at things. But I'm afraid that I still have to ask the most obvious question...how has David's loss to Otto Nova been affecting the Troupe's outlook?

The troupe responds with bales of laughter with Dylan ruffling David's hair which the younger brother of the "Devil's Favorite Dirty" tries to stop in vain.

Devon Slayton: David's Loss?? Tell me, Dominique...what do you mean by David's loss?

Dominique looks a little bit confused as she looks at the assembled group.

Dominique Ciotti: Well, on the last edition of Trauma..he did lose his match against Otto Nova for the Genesis championship...didn't he?

Devon Slayton: Yes, I will grant you that he did lose the TITLE match, Dominique. But you only truly lose if you don't learn from the loss nor if you chose to simply get pissed off from it. The same thing can be said from the alternate point of view...did Otto Nova really WIN the match...or did he simply take his victory and start to preen like a proud little peacock for his fellows in the Legacies?

Dominique Ciotti: That's...another fair question actually when you think about it that way.

Devon smiles as he leans on his forward on his cane just a little bit.

Devon Slayton: Oi, Davey!! Do you feel like you lost to Otto on Trauma?

David Striker: Not in the slightest, boss!

Devon's smile gets bigger as David gets up and walks over to where Devon and Dominique are before he crosses his arms over his broad chest and leans against the table.

David Striker: You see, Dominique, while we fully accept the fact that Otto may have come out of the match against David with his title reign intact...but when he and I fight again, and be rest assured that there WILL be another match for the Genesis championship between the two of us, just like how Lana is fated to surrender her New Frontier Wrestling United States title up to my brother in mayhem Dylan there...just like my brother always says, it's all about the long hunt rather than the short victory.

Devon Slayton: You see Dominique, I've learned a lot of things sitting at the roots of the tree of knowledge of my father, the grand bastard of bastards that he is, and I have learned that only a fool believes that he is lost after only a single battle and certain groups here in New Frontier Wrestling have gone on to believe themselves to be the end all, be all for too *fucking* long now...it's about time that this company finally have the proper villains that it has always rightfully deserved and now, thanks to Steven Brody...it finally does.

Dominique Ciotti: Well thank you for the interesting insight, gentlemen.

Devon Slayton: No problem at all, Dominique! Why don't you take a break and watch a bit of the show with us before you go running off to talk to the next bunch of maniacs in this promotion?

Dominique blinks a couple of times and looks a little confused.

Dominique Ciotti: What...seriously?!

Devon Slayton: Wouldn't be offering if I wasn't serious, ma'am.

Dominique looks like she's actually tempted on hanging with the Troupe for a few moments before she leaves the room, making apologies as she goes while Devon nods in agreement as the screen fades out.

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NFW Presents: FUNERAL DERANGEMENTS II - 10/31/2023! Oct 31, 2023 16:11:41 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Oct 31, 2023 16:11:41 GMT -8

MATCH #4: TRIXIE'S CHOICE
FOR THE NFW EVENT HORIZON CHAMPIONSHIP
EL TORO VIOLENTO VS. AUSTIN RAMSEY ©

The scene opens on a Trixie sitting on a swing, its ropes tied to an old oak’s largest branch. Flanking her on either side are empty nooses, swaying in the wind.

Trixie Decker: “Just taking a little break, waiting for a few friends to show up so we can hang around. But until they arrive, let’s talk about the next match.”

Trixie leans forward as the camera zooms in on her face.

Trixie Decker: “Austin Ramsey’s had a great time as the Event Horizon champion. Seven defenses, and not to mention defeating Myriad for the belt was no small feat. A prize that span both flavors of NFW, a lot of people want what Austin has… both the belt and the bragging rights.”

Trixie leans back a little.

Trixie Decker: “Of course, his opponent, El Toro Violento, would rather give Austin last rites. A rage filled monster, he seems custom made in a lab for a hardcore belt like the Event Horizon title. And he’ll do anything he can to get it… But how will they fight for it?”

A skeleton falls from the branches, a rope around its neck. Trixie glares at the corpse.

Trixie Decker: There you are! I’ve got a bone to pick with you. But first.…

Trixie pries open the skeleton’s skull cap and reaches around. She withdraws a slip of paper and reads it.

Trixie Decker: “The fate of the Event Horizon Championship will be decided by a Pumpkin Patch Match! And don’t worry, I lovingly packed every jack-o-lantern myself. So you know who to blame.”

Trixie winks at the camera as it cuts to the NFW Arena.

The camera opens on the NFW ring, surrounded on all sides by large, carved and lit jack-o-lanterns save for a gap to the ring acting as a path.

The lights start to dim until the arena is completely pitch black as the opening synthesizers to “Reinventing Hatred” come over the PA.

We walk amongst demons!

Hell on Earth!
WE WELCOME THE PURGE!

Right as the word “Purge” comes and the main riff drops, the stage is showered in red light with smoke crawling across the floor. Center stage, a kneeling figure is seen as a silhouette as the crimson illumination shines from behind. The guitar and drums continue as the figure rises, standing straight and rolls the shoulders. The camera captures no detail yet. Just the shape of a massive man with the head of a bull, and a woman standing at his side. As the lyrics continue, the figure lurches forward, approaching the ring with purpose yet unsettling patience.

Save our sinful lives!

Wash and purify!
Pull the hell from inside lost souls!
Pain suffering we lost control!
Point your finger in every direction!
False mirrors hide your reflection!

RE-IN-VENTING HATRED!
A new heartless nation!
RE-IN-VENTING HATRED!

The figure in the dark reaches ringside and pauses in his steps for a moment, surveying the ring in front of him. Suddenly, like a bull breaking into a charge, he lunges forward and hops up onto the apron, slowing in his movements again as he steps through the ropes and circles the perimeter near the ropes. He comes to the center of the ring and pauses with his head down, shoulders rising and falling with heavy breaths - a testament to the rage waiting to be let out from within.

Swinging from the hangman's knot!

Are you the martyr?!
Or the one who ROTS?!

As the word “ROTS” hits, the lights come on in the arena, finally giving us a look at the terrifying visage of the figure as he throws his arms back, lifts his head and roars.

Isabella Salvatore: Introducing first, the challenger, from Cuidad Acuña, Mexico, being accompanied by Leticia Calderón, weighing in at 198 pounds! This is… EL TORO VIOLENTO!

As soon as she’s finished with her announcement, Isabella Salvatore is quick to get out of the ring. “Reinventing Hatred” continues to blast through the PA as El Toro moves to the far side of the ring, handing his kutte to Lety before pacing back and forth as he watches the stage. Security appears and escorts Leticia from the ring for her own safety’s sake.

Isabella Salvatore: And his opponent, from Montreal, Quebec, weighing in at 187 pounds! He is your NFW Event Horizon Champion… AUSTIN ‘MF'in’ RAMSEY!

The lights in the arena go red, white, and black. Austin strolls from behind the curtain and stops at the center stage. He signals for the camera to get closer to him. He holds up his right bicep and kisses it. He holds his arms outward and mouths at the crowd. He smiles as he points at his abs and counts down each one. He holds his hands up towards the crowd and then points toward the ring as he begins to walk down the ramp with swagger. He points to his left and right at the fans with a grin as he walks down the ramp. He turns right as he reaches the end of the ramp. He hops up on the ring apron when he reaches the center. He stands outside of the ropes and holds his hands out while nodding at the crowd before stepping through the ropes. He makes a bicep in the ring and turns to each corner of the ring while pointing and smiling, He makes his way to the corner and awaits the ring bell.

Isabella Salvatore: The rules are simple. The jack-o-lanterns around the ring are filled with items chosen by Trixie Decker. Some will help you, others will hurt you. The match is won by pinning or submitting your opponent. No disqualifications.

Both wrestlers get into position, not taking their eyes off the other. The referee takes the belt from Austin and shows it to Toro, who only nods briefly. The ref hands the belt to a ring attendant, who vanishes up the aisle with it. With that, the bell rings.

~DING DING DING~

Both men slam into each other, locking up at the shoulders, before El Toro sends a kick into Austin’s gut and doubles him over. Austin retaliates by reaching up and grabbing Toro’s mask by the eye holes and yanks down, blinding the challenger. With that, Austin gives El Toro a spinning savate kick and sends him backwards into the ropes.

Austin leaps onto Toro and begins slamming chop after chop into the masked man’s chest. He grabs the challenger by the arm and whips him to the opposite ropes, but Toro doesn’t bound off the cables – he leaps over them, flipping and landing on his feet. Austin, frustrated, throws himself backwards into the ropes and runs forward, leaping through the ropes towards his opponent. But at the last second, Toro side-steps and lets Austin slam into a pile of pumpkins.

Austin slowly gets up, putting his hand into a pumpkin without paying attention. Suddenly, the champ winces in pain and yanks his hand out, seeing a mouse trap clutching onto his fingers. A note taped to the trap said, “Snap to attention – XOXO, Trixie.”

Austin felt a hand on his shoulder. He whirled around and slammed the edge of the trap into the cervix of Toro’s throat. The masked beast backed off slowly, so Austin hit him again and again with the trap before prying it off fingers, resetting it, and slamming it against Toro’s chest. The beast howled angrily as the trap slammed against his nipple. As Toro turns to try to escape, Austin leaps onto him with a lungblower. Austin gets to his feet and shoves Toro into the ring before looking back at the pumpkins. He looks through them before grabbing two and diving into the ring.

Violento gets to his face and turns towards Austin, who slams one of the pumpkins into his face. It explodes in a mist of wet gourd and glitter, blinding the bull. From the other pumpkin, Austin pulls out a pair of spiked brass knuckles. He slides the knuckles on and advances.

Austin throws a punch at Toro, but the beast catches his wrist. Toro repays the attack with a series of pops to Austin’s jaw, finally knocking him backwards. Toro stomps on Austin’s wrist, grinding his heel until the champ opens his fist. He takes the knuckles from Austin and considers them before hurling them into the audience. He the straddles Austin and gouges his thumbs into both of Austin’s eyes, lifting and slamming his head against the mat repeatedly. He hauls Austin up and then drops him in a package piledriver. As Austin sprawls out, Toro drops across him for a pin.

One…

T–

The champion spasms to life, shoving the would-be winner away. Toro builds up a head of steam before walking over to the turnbuckles. He removes the padding, the goes back to Austin to drag him up. Austin, however, rolls out of the ring to catch his breath.

Toro, however, runs up the turnbuckles of the post closest to Austin and leaps, attempting to land feet-first on his foe. Austin ducks out of the way as Violento instead lands with both his feet hitting pumpkins, one sounding with the shattering of glass, and the other belching out a cloud of pepper spray. Both men begin coughing immediately, gasping for clean air. Austin grabs Toro from behind, under the jaw, and drives a knee into the base of his spine before then driving the back of the beast’s head into the floor. He lifts Toro up and into the ring, pumpkins still on his feet. Austin follows suit and drops across him for a pin.

One…

Two…

TH–

Suddenly, Toro bucks Austin off. Austin swears under his breath, looking at the pumpkins on Toro’s boots, and notices wine spilling out of one. Austin tore into the pumpkin and pulled out shards of wine bottle. He dropped onto Toro’s chest and began carving into his pectoral muscles with the shard. Toro angrily pounds the mat with rage, trying to dislodge his attacker. He manages to raise his other boot and slam the other pumpkin into Austin, sending the champ back in a sprawl of pumpkin and pepper spray. The crush canister rolls out of the ring while Austin wipes at his eyes. Austin stumbles to his feet just in time for a European uppercut. Austin stumbles back into a corner and Toro rushes, stomping a boot up into Austin’s face. He begins backhanding and punching Austin over and over before halting. A glint from the shattered gourds outside the ring catches his eyes. The beast jumps over the top rope and investigates, reaching down to grab whatever it is.

Toro raises he new prize – a pizza cutter. A note is attached but he rips it off without reading. He slides into the ring and rushes at Austin, who turns in time to have a pizza cutter slashed across his forehead repeatedly. Austin cries out in pain and yanks away, the cutter barely missing his throat. He manages to kick the pizza cutter from Toro’s hand, but the attack grabs him by the face and begins to for this fingers into the cuts as he tries to widen them. Crimson rolls down Austin’s face. Suddenly, Toro yanks Austin up and slams his forehead into the champs, sending him back in a daze.

Austin does his best to wipe the blood from his face as he rolls out of the ring with Toro in pursuit. He reaches into the first pumpkin he comes to and pulls out a pack of hundred dollar bills. At first, Austin seems confused – then he hears it arm and realizes he’s holding a decoy pack of fake bills banks use on bank robbers. He turns in time to see Toro and receive a punch across the jaw. Austin responds by kicking Toro in the knee, making him stoop. Austin slides his fingers under the bottom of Toro’s mash and forces the decoy pack in. Austin backs away just as the fake bills pop and a spray of neon orange dye seeps explodes from Toro’s eye holes. The challenger stumbles away, trying to remove dye from his eyes through the mask. Austin looks at the pumpkins, then instead reaches under the ring and grabs a folding chair. He slams it down so hard on Toro’s masked head that the chair dents. Toro falls forward against the ring before Austin grabs and shoves him in.

Looks back at the shattered pile up pumpkins he landed in at the match’s start, something catches Austin’s eye. He leans in closer and sees a bottle of lighter fluid and a lighter, with a note taped to them: “C’mon baby, light my fire. XOXO, Trixie.”

Austin grins. “You nutjob,” he laughs as he grabs both and tosses them into the ring. Reaching back under the table, Austin fishes out a table. He slides it in as well, following suit but keeping an eye on El Toro. Austin sets the table up before grabbing the lighter fluid. He douses the table, turns to Toro, and then douses Toro’s mask. He reaches for Toro’s horns….

And the arena goes black.

In the darkness, a flame explodes.

When the lights turn back on, Austin looks around, confused. The lighter is no longer in his hand but in front of him is the flaming table. The blood pouring into his eyes obscure his vision as he whirls around…

Nick Hanson: HEY WAIT A MINUTE!!!!!

Olivia Mayfaire: WHERE'D HE COME FROM?!

Only to be greeted by Myriad, who clutches him by the throat and lifts Austin off his feet. The wrestler drives Austin down through the table in a chokeslam, leaving the bloodied champ in a dazed heap. Myriad leaves the ring, passing Toro as he does. The Bullish Fighter, having gotten to his feet and shaken off cobwebs, wastes no time in capitalizing on the situation, grabbing Austin by the neck and pulling him up to a crouch before lifting the champ over his shoulders and dropping him on his head with his Muerte del Matador. With that, he rolls Austin up for the pin.

One…

Two…

THREE!

Isabella Salvatore: Your winner and NEW NFW Event Horizon Champion… EL TORO VIOLENTO!

Nick Hanson: Myriad just cost Austin Ramsey the championship! I thought things were over between them!!

Jim Reynolds: I guess not, Nicky! There's no telling what goes through Myriad's mind!

Olivia Mayfaire: Planted him through that burning table and left him for El Toro to finish off and now we have a new Event Horizon Champion!

The ring attendant approaches the ring with the belt but, before he arrives, Leticia shoves passed him and yanks the belt from his hands. She rolls into the ring and presents the belt to El Toro, who holds the belt aloft to the boos of the fans. The bull stomps on Austin’s chest and leans down, pushing all his weight down, showing the belt to the former champion, before rising again. Toro slings the belt over his shoulder and leaves with Leticia as EMTs run to the ring to check on Austin.

Winner: El Toro Violento (#ANDNEW)
Result: Pinfall (Muerte del Matador)

Last Edit: Oct 31, 2023 16:21:45 GMT -8 by Steven Brody, CEO

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NFW Presents: FUNERAL DERANGEMENTS II - 10/31/2023! Oct 31, 2023 16:36:11 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Oct 31, 2023 16:36:11 GMT -8

Backstage in catering, having just flown in via Kayfabe Airlines after watching her oldest sister get engaged, Zara Ivory was sitting at a table with her cousin, and manager, Tala Divata. By the time they had landed, both realized they were hungry but needed to get to the arena, so they were glad that Soul Garden was still catering the shows since they knew they’d get some damn good food. The two had plates full with potatoes, steak, green beans, and a roll. Really, they had a whole damn meal, and there was more available to them if they wanted to get it. Tala had just taken a bite of her meal while Zara looked around for a minute.

Zara Ivory: You know, it’s time I turn things around, Tala. I lost the National Championship in Zion, and Lilith, Kaya, and I lost the Trios titles here. Ever since then, I haven’t exactly had the most luck in the ring.

Tala swallowed her food then looked at her cousin with an empathetic smile.

Tala Divata: Well…maybe it’s time to try something different?

Zara Ivory: What do you mean, Tala? If you’re talking about going against the Que-

Tala quickly shook her head before Zara could continue her statement. The red-head would never suggest that her cousin turn on the group that had helped her so much with her career over the last year and a half or so. Tala watched Zara eat some of her steak, letting the woman calm for a second longer before she spoke again.

Zara Ivory: I would never suggest you going against the Queens, Z. You should know me better than that, especially with everything that you’ve accomplished since joining them. I’m just suggesting, maybe…a bit of an attitude change, is all.

Zara stewed over her cousin’s words as she ate some more of the plate she had gotten. Before she turned her attention back to the conversation with her cousin, she turned around in her chair to look back at Eric Donovan who had been doing the cooking for the show.

Zara Ivory: This is some damn good steak, Eric! Thanks!

Having yelled out her praise, Zara turned around to face Tala again to continue their conversation as the scene faded out on the pair.

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NFW Presents: FUNERAL DERANGEMENTS II - 10/31/2023! Oct 31, 2023 16:47:49 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Oct 31, 2023 16:47:49 GMT -8

MATCH #5: TRIXIE'S CHOICE
FOR THE NFW UNITED STATES CHAMPIONSHIP
ZOEY MADIGAN-STAR VS. LANA CORVIN ©

The camera opens on Trixie standing over a bubbling cauldron, stirring it with a large wooden paddle.

Trixie Decker: “Double, double, toil and trouble… this match is sure to leave the ring in rubble! Zoey Madigan-Star has had a lot to say as of late and has been craving a title of her own, and she looks to carve Lana Corvin’s run as United States Champion up like an over-ripe pumpkin. But something tells me Lana isn’t going to just let her reign end at two hundred twenty days, so Zoey’s going to have her hands full… of her own teeth, if she’s not careful.”

Trixie reaches into her dress’s pocket and sprinkles some herbs in.

Trixie Decker: “Did you know Eye of Newt is just another name for mustard seed? I got banned from the exotic pet store for nothing. But enough of that. It’s time to conjure up the match these two women will showdown in for the coveted title. Will Zoey enchant the title, or will Lana cast her like a spell? We’ll find out when the women face off in...”

Trixie reaches the wooden paddle into the cauldron and fishes out a hand holding a piece of paper. She snags the note, dropping the hand back into the brew, and reads what’s written.

Trixie Decker: “Oh, good! A Hell in the Cell match!”

Trixie looks up at the camera and smirks.

Trixie Decker: “Oh, I know what you’re thinking. ‘Hell in a cell? That’s not Halloweenish. Ho-hum.’ Well, I promise you, my version is going to leave you anything but cold. In fact, let’s just say their desire for gold won’t be the only thing burning.”

Trixie throws her head back and laughs maniacally as flames begin to belch upwards from the cauldron. As the flames shoot up, there's a bubbling being heard in the cauldron and it begins to build. Behind Trixie, we see the familiar face of Lilith Meadows who is trying her best not to laugh right now. As the bubbling continues, suddenly, a massive bubble is seen rising and it bursts right in Trixie's face as Lilith is now heard laughing behind her.

Lilith Meadows: Someone just got a little slimy! And this one wasn't no accident by us!

Trixie looks down at the slime and her chest, wiping it from her face, and briefly she burns red with rage. Then she takes in a long, deep breath. She steps towards Lilith and continues her smile.

Trixie Decker: “You got me, Lil. You really did. You are quite the little faerie, aren’t you?”

Trixie’s eyes narrow as she leans closer.

Trixie Decker: “With all the trappings of a faerie. Thank you. This is exactly what I needed.”

Trixie turns and leaves the set, leaving Lilith behind. Lilith stands there, trying not to laugh as Trixie marches off before the realization set in of what Trixie said and suddenly, her face turns to a little bit of concern before the camera fades out.

The soft clicking of a music box crank can he heard, followed by soft, tinkling notes. After a few, they start to repeat before synthesizer and hard guitars hit. In the process of this, the lights dim but do not darken, with brighter lights shining up from beneath the stage through a purple haze.

"Stand in the front but shut up 'til I tell you to go

And don't get caught up in pretend, 'cause you're not in control

'Cause this is my world, little girl, you'd be lost on your own

Just hating and waiting and saving up"

Evanescence's "Better Without You" gets fully underway and a silhouette steps into view against the white lights shining beneath the big screen, framing the entrance to the stage. A top-hatted figure walks into view with hips popping stylishly. They come to the top of the ramp, admist the dissipating smoke, and take a bow while sweeping the hat off. It's tossed aside, along with her wand, both disappearing into thin air. The lights burst back to full strength, tinged with the same purple in the form of a spotlight following the revealed Zoey Madigan-Star as she heads down to the ring.

"I'll do you a favor and save you if you sign on the line

Don't worry your pretty little head about the future; it's all fine

Whether you're wrong or you're right doesn't matter; you're not up to the fight

Keeping my head down 'cause they don't know... what I know now

As empires fall to pieces

Our ashes twisting in the air

It makes me smile to know that

I'm better without you"

Somewhat uncharacteristically, Zoey does not meet the hands of the fans as she makes her way to the apron, turning to ascend the steps, wipe her soles on the apron and enter the squared circle. For certain they're offered smiles and a wave or two, but that's all; a far cry from what once was. There's a certain sharpness to her stare now, and a chill, too. She ascends the turnbuckles briefly after entering the ring, staring out at the fans before dropping down to the canvas, landing lightly. Walking to the corner, she removes her gloves and puts them into her hat which, like her wand, has somehow reappeared under the turnbuckles. Sitting on the top turnbuckle now, she crosses one leg over the other and relaxes, awaiting the start of the match with a calculating eye.

Isabella Salvatore: Introducing first, the challenger, from Malibu, California… Zoey Madigan-Star!

The arena lights slowly fade out. Throughout the arena cell phone lights sporadically pop up in the darkness. The arena was suddenly filled with the loud cawing of a single crow. After a few moments, it was joined by another. Then more and more join in. Before long the arena was filled with the sound of cawing crows. The cawing was replaced with a multitude of beating wings. The sound of a large group of birds flying rises to a peak and then slowly fades out. Once again in silence, the arena is filled with the voice of a young girl.

People once believed that when someone dies

A crow carries their soul to the land of the dead.

Then Stabbing Westward’s cover of “Burn” starts to play throughout the arena. A spotlight finds Lana Corvin standing at the top of the ramp. Her head is down hiding her face. She throws her head back and her arms out. As she does the arena lights snap back on. Lana stands there with her head back just reveling in the negative reaction from the crowd. Slowly she lowers her head and looks right into the camera with a smirk. She points at herself arrogantly. Her gear tonight was black, white, and gold. She strolled down the ramp like she owned the place. She even heckled the occasional fan.

"Don't look don't look" the shadows breathe

Whispering me away from you

"Don't wake at night to watch her sleep

You know that you will always lose

This trembling

Adored

Tousled bird mad girl"

But every night I burn

But every night I call your name

Every night I burn

Every night I fall again

She starts to strut her way toward the ring as the lights raise and the song continues. She talks some smack with some of the more vocal and heckling members of the crowd. She returns all of their verbal jabs as only one of the Corvins can. She continues her mocking of the crowd by pointing to herself and then to the crowd in sync with the lyrics. She climbs the ring steps and then into the ring. She circles around glaring out at the crowd and talking more trash. She then runs to one set up the ropes and stands up on them raising an arm high. She jumps down and moves to her corner to wait for the match to start.

Isabella Salvatore: And her opponent, she is the NFW United States Champion… Lana Corvin!

~ Ding Ding Ding ~

Lana and Zoey look around the Cell structure as the walls suddenly come alive, being ignited. The referee flinches at the sight of their surroundings even as Lana and Zoey simply nod to each other. The two combatants start to walk out toward each other, both seemingly eager to get this going as the heat starts to set in. The two lock-ip and Lana scoops Zoey up. Lana looks to turn and toss Zoey towards the burning wall of the Cell but Zoey rolls into an inside cradle.

ONE!

TWO!

LANA KICKS OUT!

Zoey jumps to her feet and catches Lana coming in with the Walk of Shame. Lana goes right back down from the impact and Zoey drops down into the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

LANA ROLLS ZOEY OVER INTO A CRADLE!

ONE!

TWO!

ZOEY KICKS OUT!

Lana mounts Zoey and starts raining punches down onto Zoey’s face. Zoey gets her arms and hands up to try and deflect all the blows before they land and do much damage. Lana continues firing as quickly and as hard as she can, clearly trying to end this match before the scorching heat overwhelms her. Zoey throws her legs up and starts to hook Lana for an arm in triangle choke but Lana gets her feet under her, lifts and elevates Zoey bodily up. Zoey holds on even as Lana brings her down into a vicious powerbomb. Zoey is loosened but does not disengage fully. Lana lifts and elevates a second time. Zoey releases her grip and jumps into a flying headscissors takedown. Lana crashes to the mat and Zoey jumps up into a knee strike attempt. Lana gets her hands up, deflects the knee and spins into the Murder Flight that almost takes Zoey’s head off. Zoey goes down hard and Lana covers.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO!

ZOEY GETS A SHOULDER UP!

Nick Hanson: This is insane looking and I don’t really wanna find out what happens if somebody touches that structure!

Miranda Augustino: It is a scary, scary thing…

Nick Hanson: It is, for sure.

Miranda Augustino: And it will only get scarier as this goes on.

Lana gets to her feet and drags Zoey up by her hair. Zoey splits the champion’s hands and drills her with a straight right. Lana recoils from the impact and fires back. The two start trading shots, Zoey, Lana, Zoey, Lana, Zoey, Lana, Zoey, Lana, Zoey, Lana, Zoey, Lana, Zoey, Lana, Zoey, Lana! Zoey jumps into a wicked enziguri and Lana falls to all fours. Zoey jumps into a rolling cradle.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO!

LANA GETS A SHOULDER UP!

As they start to stand back up, Lana catches Zoey for a surprise backslide. Zoey tries to fight it off but Lana overpowers her and gets it in.

ONE!

TWO!

ZOEY KICKS OUT!

With the heat beating down on all of them so badly the referee looks like a rain shower has broken out, Zoey gets up, wobbling as she does so, and snaps off a reverse knife-edge chop. Lana recoils from the impact and tries to shake it off before firing back with one of her own. The two start trading chops just as they did punches earlier, Zoey, Lana, Zoey, Lana, Zoey, Lana, Zoey, Lana, Zoey, Lana, Zoey, Lana, Zoey, Lana, Zoey, Lana! Zoey fires off one more that spins Lana almost all the way around. Lana turns and hits Hecate’s Dagger. Zoey goes down and Lana drops into the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

ZOEY KICKS OUT!

Nick Hanson: And here comes the violence.

Miranda Augustino: They are going at it tooth and nail and are almost falling over from the heat.

Nick Hanson: It’s amazing that they haven’t yet.

Miranda Augustino: They have to be getting close, that poor referee looks like he’s getting close!

Nick Hanson: Well if my research serves me correctly, Lana Corvin's father, Ashe Corvin, competed in a very similar match during his career. With how intensive her training has been, it makes you wonder if she may be a little better conditioned for this or not?

Miranda Augustino: There ain't no fucking conditioning for this shit, Nicky. This is hotter than Arizona during WrestleStock! Shout out UGWC!

The two competitors get to their feet and Zoey kicks Lana in the head with a roundhouse right. Lana tumbles back through the ropes and lands on the floor. She almost immediately pulls back away from the Cell wall to avoid getting burned. Zoey slips out to the floor and hits a knee to the face right there by the edge of the ring to the seated Lana. Lana tumbles over and Zoy pulls her up. Zoey bounces Lana off the steps. Lana rolls back into the ring, leaving a trail of blood as she goes. Zoey dies in after her and Lana kicks at her to cause Zoey to stay out on the apron. Zoey pulls herself to her feet using the ropes to help herself up. Lana hits a low dropkick that clips Zoey’s legs out from under her. Zoey flies off the apron and crashes down face first onto the steps. She falls back onto the mat on the floor bleeding like a stuck pig from the hit on the stairs. Lana rolls out and grabs Zoey, frantically rolling the Sorceress Supreme back into the ring and following her back in. Lana throws an arm over her for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

ZOEY KICKS OUT AND CRADLES LANA!

ONE!

TWO!

LANA KICKS OUT!

Lana grabs the ropes and starts up. Zoey grabs her and takes her into an O’Connor roll.

ONE!

TWO!

LANA KICKS OUT!

Zoey is propelled forward into the ropes. She rebounds off and Lana catches her for a snap[ powerslam. Lana holds for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO!

ZOEY JUST BARELY GETS A SHOULDER UP IN TIME!

Nick Hanson: That was so close!

Miranda Augustino: ¡Ay dios mío!

Nick Hanson: How are they still going?

Miranda Augustino: I have no clue!

Lana pounds the mat in frustration and then starts to her feet. She brings Zoey up with her and runs Zoey face first into the top turnbuckle. Zoey bounces off and catches Lana in the face with an inadvertent elbow strike that almost puts Lana on her ass. Lana catches herself and then walks into Exit Stage Left. Zoey holds for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO!

LANA GETS A SHOULDER UP!

Now it’s Zoey’s turn to smack the mat in frustration. As she starts to get up, Lana grabs her for a flash roll up.

ONE!

TWO!

ZOEY KICKS OUT!

The two both crawl to the ropes and pull themselves up to their feet. They start to exchange shots yet again, battering away at what is left standing before them. Lana swings up and hits Through The Veil. She holds for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE-NO!

ZOEY JUST GETS A SHOULDER UP IN TIME!

Lana gets Zoey up and pushes her against the ropes. Zoey comes off and hits Lana. Lana registers the hit and fires back in kind. They start trading again causing blood to fly with every shot, Zoey, Lana, Zoey, Lana, Zoey, Lana, Zoey, Lana, Zoey, Lana, Zoey, Lana, Zoey, Lana, Zoey, Lana! Zoey bounces back off the topes and jumps into the Trap Chamber. She covers.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE-NO!

LANA JUST GETS A SHOULDER UP IN TIME!

Zoey rolls over and grabs the ropes. She pulls herself up and turns to see Lana trying to get up as well. Zoey staggers over as Lana gets to her feet. Lana kicks Zoey in the gut and then hits the Glorifier. Lana all but falls into the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

~ Ding Ding Ding ~

Quickly the Cell is extinguished, the structure lifted to allow trainers and EMT to rush in and check on the two fallen competitors and the poor hapless official.

Isabella Salvatore: Here is your winner… and STILL NFW United States Champion… LANA CORVIN!

Nick Hanson: Mercifully, it is over!

Miranda Augustino: Thank God they turned that off, it was getting almost too hot over here too!

Nick Hanson: I don’t know how the front row didn’t pass out.

Miranda Augustino: We all got lucky!

Winner: Lana Corvin (#ANDSTILL)
Result: Pinfall (Glorifier)

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NFW Presents: FUNERAL DERANGEMENTS II - 10/31/2023! Oct 31, 2023 17:10:00 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Oct 31, 2023 17:10:00 GMT -8

Alastair Frost: Johnny Tower must think he has it all does he? He must think highly of himself that he deserves to be in the World Title picture? He has another thing coming..

Alastair snarled as he placed the World Title on his shoulder and called out the man who called him out a few weeks before.

Alastair Frost: He got himself all upset over the fact that I received a shot at the title I now hold before he did and he has been around longer than I have. News flash, you signed your contract with NFW only a handful of months before I did. I may have made people notice me on Destiny when the brand was open but at least I actually did something inside the ring to put eyes on my career. All you have done is make people pissed off at you no matter what you do and recent events are proof of that.

Alastair sneered at what Johnny had done as it led to the suspension that the Brit had been given recently.

Alastair Frost: If you want your chances at this title I have in my possession, how about you EARN IT? Pissing off management is not earning you any favors. I may be someone who pisses off people in higher places myself but I know when to push those buttons and HOW to push them. You are just a low level enemy that may like to fight anyone and everyone in his path but you have not faced someone as militant and strict as yours truly.

Alastair shook his head as a small clinking of dog tags were revealed from around the Marine’s neck.

Alastair Frost: A trained marine officer will not allow any enemy of the state, foreign or domestic, to pollute the soil of the land he is sworn to protect. Johnny wishes to overthrow another country’s way of life or government, he will need to look past his anger and learn to focus himself in doing things as a wrestler, not some piece of shit that likes to piss people off. Take a look at the title on my shoulder, this will be the closest you will get to it.

He raised the title over his head and showed it for the world to see and for a reminder to Johnny.

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As the camera returns to ringside, “Swamped XX” by Lacuna Coil is playing as Trauma General Manager, LeeAnn Viskan, is already standing in the center of the ring with a microphone. The music fades out as she raises it to speak.

LeeAnn Viskan: Chicago, you having a good time tonight?

Crowd: YEAH!!

She shakes her head.

LeeAnn Viskan: I SAID “CHICAGO, YOU HAVING A GOOD FUCKING TIME TONIGHT?!”

Crowd: YEEEEEAAAAAAAH!!!!

LeeAnn Viskan: YOU READY FOR THE FINAL COURSE IN THIS SERVING OF VIOLENCE?!

Crowd: YEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!

LeeAnn smiles maliciously and turns towards the commentary setup which has now been moved back a significant distance.

LeeAnn Viskan: Raise the fucking ring!!

Between the ring and commentary area, a large set of doors slide open, revealing a square hole in the floor where a second ring slowly raises up on a hydraulic lift. The crowd cheers as the ring raises into place with a gap between it and the original ring before the ring crew moves in and quickly begins setting up the metal floor panel to connect the two aprons. They work quickly and seamlessly in a matter of seconds before clearing out of the way and LeeAnn looks up towards the ceiling of the Colosseum.

LeeAnn Viskan: Bring it down…

The lights dim and strobe lights flicker around the ringside area as a siren wails from the PA. Coming down from above, the Ultimate Battleground cage begins to lower upon both rings. LeeAnn doesn’t move from her spot as the rings are surrounded by the structure and the ring crew begins anchoring the walls in place against the ring posts and the aprons. Only when they finish does she begin to move towards the door…

LeeAnn Viskan: Happy Halloween, motherfuckers.

The General Manager exits the cage and the ring, beginning to walk towards the back, touching a few hands on the way.

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NFW Presents: FUNERAL DERANGEMENTS II - 10/31/2023! Oct 31, 2023 17:30:25 GMT -8

Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Oct 31, 2023 17:30:25 GMT -8

MAIN EVENT: ULTIMATE BATTLEGROUND
OTTO NOVA, JAMIE AUSTIN, CHERRY BLACKMAN, ADRIANNA SALVATORE
VS.
ARLEY KIRK, RISA LEMON, CODA, STACY JONES

The camera pans around the Ultimate Battleground setup, cutting between it and fan reactions as everyone settles in for the match. As they cut to the front row at one point, we see the Phantom Troupe - Devon Slayton, Zach Stryfe, David Striker and Dylan Maverick - in their entirety, sitting in seats to observe the match. David Striker sits forward in his chair, hands folded over the handle of a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire.

Miranda Augustino: Now what the fuck are they doing out here?

Seth Ernst: Can't help but notice they seem pretty interested in the trios division since their arrival.

Miranda Augustino: Well this isn't a trios match, and why the fuck does Striker have a weapon?

Lucas Knox: Calm down, Mir! They haven't done anything yet!

Isabella Salvatore: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is your main event of the evening! It is scheduled for one fall…

Crowd: ONE FALL!

Isabella Salvatore: And it is…ULTIMATE…BATTLEGROUND!

Seth Ernst: It’s been a long time coming for this match, ladies and gentlemen!

Miranda Augustino: This is gonna be a wild one, guys. It’s gonna be ugly, it’s gonna be violent! These two teams have been chomping at the bit to get their hands on one another with no inhibitions!

Lucas Knox: It’s a good thing there’s a cage to contain them! If it can even do so!

The crowd pops as “KARATE” by BABYMETAL comes on over the PA and Arley Kirk, Risa Lemon and Coda come walking out of the tunnel in their ring gear, sans entrance gear.

Isabella Salvatore: Introducing first…the team of…Arley Kirk…Risa Lemon…Coda…they are…KAWAII…TRASH PANDAS…GO!!

The trio stands by the shark cage they are directed towards as their music begins to fade out and is replaced by…

Chicago goes wild again when “Unbreakable” by Kingdom Collapse begins to play and Stacy Jones comes out from the tunnel, playing up to the crowd with the New Frontier Championship around her waist.

Isabella Salvatore: And…from New York City, New York…she is the New Frontier Champion…STACY…JONES!!!!

Stacy Jones raises the championship high in the air before handing it off to the referee and steps up to KTPG, bumping fists and giving daps before she pulls her jacket off and convenes with them for a brief moment before turning, music still playing, and starts heading towards the ring.

Seth Ernst: Well, it looks like the New Frontier Champion is gonna step up for her team and go the distance!

Lucas Knox: Yeeaaaah!! Let’s go Stacy!!!

Miranda Augustino: Hey, she stepped up to help them against Legacies when this all began! Team Unbreakable GO!

Kirk, Lemon and Coda applaud and cheer their partner for tonight on as they step inside the shark cage and are promptly locked inside. Jones reaches the ring and steps up inside the cage. She plays up to the crowd, getting them riled up in support of their team before stepping down to the mat and turning towards the stage as she stands back against the ropes of the closest ring and waits.

The positive reaction from the crowd quickly turns negative, Chicago booing as “Deadly Divine” by Rosy Reign plays. From the tunnel, walks Adrianna Salvatore, Otto Nova, Cherry Blackman and Jamie Austin. The four of them look out at the ring, before turning towards the rest of the opposing team inside their shark cage.

Isabella Salvatore: Introducing their opponents…representing Legacies! The team of…Jamie Austin…Otto Nova…Cherry Blackman…and Adrianna Salvatore!!

Legacies steps up closer to the shark cage and starts jaw jacking with Team Unbreakable GO as the referee starts to usher them back towards the other cage. Meanwhile, Cherry Blackman pounds her teammates fists and storms towards the ring, turning her trash talk towards Stacy Jones. Blackman reaches ringside and climbs up the steps, entering the ring through the cage door. As soon as she’s in, Blackman and Jones go charging right at each other!! The door slams shut and the countdown from 5:00 begins!

Seth Ernst: Here we go, folks!! Blackman and Jones aren’t gonna wait for any formalities!!!

Miranda Augustino: Who gives a damn about formalities?! This is a battleground, baby!!

Lucas Knox: The Ultimate Battleground!!

Fists start flying between Jones and Blackman as the two begin trading blows with absolutely no reserve. Blackman catches Jones off guard during the exchange with a mean forearm to the jaw then goes for an Irish Whip but Jones reverses it, sending Blackman off the ropes only to have her come back and slam into Jones with a double leg takedown. Blackman takes her to the mat and goes into a ground and pound. Jones covers up with her forearms but Blackman wrestles with her to get her arms out of the way so she can keep laying shots in on her head. Jones is in trouble but she manages to get her legs out from under Blackman and pushes her over onto her back where Jones locks in a Cross Armbar. Jones wrenches on tight but Blackman manages to lift one of her legs off of her just enough to roll in where she sinks her teeth into the back of Jones’ thigh just above her knee pad. Jones fights through the pain at first but Blackman clamps down harder until Jones screams and lets go of her arm. Jones grabs the back of her leg where a quick shot from the camera shows the skin is broken and there’s a faint hint of blood already. Blackman gets to her feet and grabs Jones from behind, throwing her to the mat with a Release German Suplex. Jones hits the canvas and rolls up into the corner where Blackman comes in with a flying knee lift, followed by a series of knees to the midsection while locking Jones in the Muay Thai Clinch. Blackman pulls her out of the corner, shoving her forward and comes in from behind but Jones sees her on the tron and counters with a big Pele Kick that catches Blackman in the head, sending her back!

Lucas Knox: These two are only just starting the match and they’re already going all out on each other!

Miranda Augustino: Right?! They can’t even go for a fall yet! Save some energy, ladies!

Blackman clears the stars from her vision and steps in again and Jones goes for a Rolling Elbow but Blackman ducks, the arm, turns and catches Jones with a downward roundhouse kick right across the head. Jones spins from the impact, staggers and falls against the middle rope where Blackman comes in and starts laying the boots to her as the countdown starts.

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~BUZZER~

Blackman has Jones throat on the ropes, pushing down from behind her with her knee. Meanwhile the shark cage for Team Unbreakable GO opens and out comes…

Seth Ernst: Whoi’s it gonna be, folks?!

ARLEY KIRK!! The Wiley Kawaii Coyote rushes out of the cage and comes sprinting towards the ring as fast as her feet can carry her! She makes it to the ring and scrambles inside the cage, going right to Cherry Blackman! Kirk rips her away from Jones and starts throwing stiff right hands to the jaw and backing her into the corner. Kirk grabs her by the wrist and whips her across the ring into the opposite corner, coming in right behind her with a big corner splash! She whips her out of that corner and sends Blackman right back towards Jones who’s ready and waiting, and takes Blackman down with “Bat Hammer” (Trouble In Paradise), kicking her down to the mat!

Arley Kirk: YUH GRRRL!

Kirk and Jones high five, letting the latter catch her breath before picking Blackman up and delivering a Double Suplex, slamming Blackman down to the mat. Kirk and Jones pop up to their feet to a pop from the crowd. They play up to the fans for a brief couple of seconds before going back to Blackman and start picking her up. Not one to take a beating lying down, Blackman explodes up, knocking their hands off of her and starts throwing stiff punches and elbows to both women. She starts fighting them off, kicking Jones in the midsection and shoves her back before catching Kirk as she charges in, sidestepping and shoving her against the turnbuckle by the back of the head. Blackman moves in and starts throwing more Muay Thai Knees to Kirk in the corner but Jones comes in and hits a German Suplex of her own, driving Blackman down into the mat. She rolls up onto her knees and Jones moves out of the way, allowing Kirk to come rushing in for a Shining Wizard that takes Blackman across the head. The double team maneuver continues as the timer nears 0:00 again!

Lucas Knox: I never thought I’d say this but Cherry Blackman is at a numbers disadvantage here!

Seth Ernst: As tough as she is, numbers often wins out in the end! She needs that clock to countdown to even this out!

Miranda Augustino: Love her or hate her, she’s been holding out pretty well boys!

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~BUZZER~

Seth Ernst: Clock’s ticking down for the next entrant for Legacies! We know it can’t be Jamie Austin just yet!

Lucas Knox: Has to be either Otto Nova or Adrianna Salvatore!

Miranda Augustino: Who’s getting in there to help Cherry?!

Legacies are in a hasty discussion as their shark cage opens and…

…

…

OTTO NOVA comes sprinting out!! The Prince of the Nova Empire rushes down to the ring and starts digging underneath the apron. He starts tossing in chairs, kendo sticks, kitchenware, sliding in tables, anything he can quickly get his hands on, before hurrying into the ring to assist Blackman.. As soon as he’s in, Nova has a kendo stick in hand and he starts swinging for the fences. He catches Jones right across the lower back with a stiff shot - CRACK - dodges a lariat from Kirk and turns to strike her across the ribs - CRACK! He turns again and nails Jones right over the crown of her head, sending her to the mat, then turns to Kirk on her knees and nails her across the back with the weapon, flooring both Team Unbreakable GO members. Blackman makes it to her feet, looking a little relieved to see the numbers are evened out now. She also looks at the carnage the youngblood of the group has already caused and slaps him on the back before they high five. Blackman grabs a chair up from the mat and directs Nova to stay on Kirk while she walks over and starts raining shots down on Jones.

Seth Ernst: Now the numbers are even and here’s Legacies taking the fight to the more violent side of things!

Miranda Augustino: You had to know they were gonna be the ones to go for the nasty shit first!

Lucas Knox: Hell they drew first blood when Cherry BIT Stacy!!

Blackman lays Jones against the corner and sets the chair up against her. Nova keeps taking shots at Kirk with the kendo stick who’s starting to bite through the pain, blocking the shots with her forearms. Welts and traces of blood already forming from where Nova’s hitting her. He swings for the fences again and Kirk ducks under, running, hits the ropes and comes off with a Springboard Tornado DDT, spiking his head into the mat. At the same instant, Blackman runs across the ring, Basement Dropkicking the chair into Jones. Blackman stands to her feet, taunting Jones before turning around and Kirk has a trash can lid ready, folding it over Blackman’s head with a violent WHACK! Blackman and Nova are both down now as Jones pulls herself to her feet. Kirk moves to the corner and climbs the turnbuckle, looking for something big on Blackman but Nova makes it up to his feet. He charges the ropes and hops up, bouncing off of the top rope, which causes Kirk to wobble off balance before catching her around the head with his legs for a huge Frankensteiner back down to the mat!

Lucas Knox: WHOA!! BIG FRANKENSTEINER BY THE PRINCE OF THE NOVA EMPIRE!

Miranda Augustino: Saved his homegirl’s ass, carnal!

Seth Ernst: This is only gonna get more insane the more that ring fills up with these teams!

Now it’s Nova’s turn to go to the top, looking for a Frog Splash on Kirk but as he dives off, Jones has picked up a chair and just homeruns Nova right in the face with it as he dives off! Jones quickly drops the chair and hits the ropes, hitting a Lionsault down onto Nova to add insult to injury! She turns right around as she finds her feet again right into a BIG SPEAR by Blackman! The savage woman then grabs a chair up and starts ramming the edge of the backrest against Jones’ midsection. Nova gets back to his feet and starts putting the boots to Kirk as the timer ticks down again.

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~BUZZER~

Seth Ernst: Which of the last two for Team Unbreakable GO is it gonna be?

Lucas Knox: Karma may be about to rear against Legacies again an—ohhhhhhhhh maaaaaan!

Miranda Augustino: Ohhhh here we go!

The shark cage opens and out steps…

…

…

CODA!!!! The Beast of Busan storms out of the shark cage, already reaching into the gym bag she has with her and the crowd gives a pop as she pulls out her kanabo. Coda rattles the club across Legacies’ shark cage as she starts storming towards the cage. Not running but walking briskly and methodically towards the ring. Coda ascends the steps, moving surprisingly fast for her slow stride and enters the ring.

Seth Ernst: Stalking towards the ring, methodically, like a Halloween slasher, the Seoul Samurai, the Beast of Busan, Coda makes her way into Ultimate Battleground!

Lucas Knox: The newest addition to the Kawaii Trash Pandas GO!

Miranda Augustino: She may be new to the team, but she’s not new to kicking in some fucking heads!

Coda grips her kanabo and just starts swinging, catching Nova in the chest with it and flooring him. She turns and swings again, nailing Blackman across the collarbone, then in the side of the knee, dropping her to a kneeling position. Blackman grits her teeth and starts jaw jacking at the silent KTPG member, daring her to swing again.

Cherry Blackman: HIT ME AGAIN, YOU STUPID BITCH!

Coda obliges, cocking back and bats Blackman right in the face like trying to hit a tee ball. Blackman’s eyes roll back and she falls to the mat, instantly busted open on the forehead. Behind her, Nova attempts to strike her with a steel chair but Jones rips the chair from his grip behind him and Nova turns around right into a kick to the stomach and an underhook DDT right onto the chair! He rolls over onto his back and Kirk comes soaring off the top turnbuckle with a 450 Spalsh before popping up to welcome Coda into the match.

Arley Kirk: YUH GRRRL!!

Coda: YE GRRRL!!

Kirk, Jones and Coda celebrate their momentary triumph as Blackman and Nova fight to get to their feet. The celebration is broken up as Blackman and Nova come in with blindside shots, taking Kirk and Coda to the mat but Jones pulls Blackman off of Kirk and the two start moving to work a double team on Blackman as Nova and Coda square up one on one. The Genesis Champion and the Beast of Busan start trading stiff roundhouse kicks back and forth to the body with Coda getting Nova down to one knee before running in with a “Sonata Knee Strike” to the head. Blackman, meanwhile, is sent over the ropes, onto the narrow metal platform between the two rings but sidesteps at attempt at Kirk trying to hit a Suicide Dive. This gets Kirk caught up on both sets of middle ropes, bridging herself over the gap and Blackman nails her with a running knee lift to the ribs before Jones hops over in between the rings and takes Blackman down with a double knee backstabber! The clock begins ticking again!

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~BUZZER~

Inside Legacies’ shark cage, ADRIANNA SALVATORE is seen whispering something inside Jamie Austin’s ear before she turns and comes hauling ass down to the ring. Like Nova, instead of immediately entering the ring, she goes underneath the ring apron where she retrieves a familiar black sack.

Crowd: OOOOOOOOOOOOH!!

Seth Ernst: We know what that is!

Miranda Augustino: A whole bag full of hurt for anybody on the receiving end!

Lucas Knox: Wait, what else does she have?

Salvatore also has…a length of chain in her hand as she climbs into the ring. Before she goes after any of the opponents, she turns and grabs the cage door to “assist” the referee in pulling it shut before she starts chaining the door shut.

Lucas Knox: Now what the hell is she doing?!

Seth Ernst: Adrianna Salvatore’s locking the door but we don’t even have everyone in the match yet!

Miranda Augustino: Maybe not but it keeps the battlefield even for them just a little longer perhaps!

Lucas Knox: You condone this?!

Miranda Augustino: Hey, all’s fair in love and war, carnal and I love me some war!

Seth Ernst: Well now Risa Lemon and Jamie Austin may both need to find different methods of entry!

Laughing, Salvatore turns to the action and Coda’s already coming at her, having left Nova down on the mat. Salvatore ducks a lariat, hits the ropes, comes back and nearly cuts Coda in half with “G.R.B” (Edge style Spear)!! She turns, just in time to see Kirk coming off of the top turnbuckle for a dive but Salvatore catches her by the throat, lifts her up and chokeslam-yeets her back against the cage wall, causing her to slide down between the chainlink and the ropes. Jones sees this and launches herself over the ropes, looking for the “Unbreakable Cutter” but Salvatore puts her hands on her back, keeping her feet grounded and shoves Jones into the ropes. Jones comes back right as Salvatore charges at her, leaps and catches her with “1994 TA01” (Superman Punch)! Salvatore pounds a fist on her chest and roars to the booing crowd before grabbing the black sack she tossed into the ring, opening it and dumping out – of course – thousands of thumbtacks onto the canvas! She turns to the nearest target, spying Coda, getting up from the mat.

Seth Ernst: Oh no... Ohhhhhhhhh no no no!!!!!

Miranda Augustino: I don't like this!

Salvatore grabs Coda by the hair, pulling her up to her feet and sets her up over the thumbtacks for “Ground Zero” (Suplex Powerbomb). She tosses Coda up in the air for the flip but as Coda comes down, she somehow nails Salvatore in the crown of her skull with a stiff downward elbow. Salvatore staggers and Coda lands on her feet. She bounces back off of the ropes, coming in for a running Blockbuster but Salvatore manages to brace her own footing, keeping herself from being yanked down. Coda lands safely too and Salvatore turns, throwing out her arm for a back elbow but Coda ducks it and kicks her in the midsection. Salvatore doubles over, above the tacks and Coda runs the ropes, coming in for a Running DDT but Salvatore keeps her feet up still, grabbing onto Coda and in a showcase of pure power, pops her into the air, catches her on her shoulders and DRIVES HER DOWN WITH A POWERBOMB INTO THE THUMBTACKS!!!!

Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

Lucas Knox: GOOD GOD!!!!

Seth Ernst: STRAIGHT INTO THE UNFORGIVING TACKS GOES CODA!!!!!

Miranda Augustino: I know that shit hurts but I can’t imagine how much it has to hurt hitting that hard!!

Salvatore gets to her feet, grimacing from some of the tacks sticking out of the backs of her thighs as she plucks a few out before turning to gather up the rest of her team. Things are evened up now but the clock starts ticking down towards 0:00 again!

Lucas Knox: Well, Risa Lemon’s time to enter the match is coming up but how’s she gonna get in?!?!

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~BUZZER~

The shark cage door opens and RISA LEMON comes bolting out and hurrying down to the ring. The referees still haven’t been able to get the door open yet and are shouting for someone to come down with a pair of bolt cutters. Lemon grabs the cage door and shakes it in a desperate effort to try and break the chain loose but to no avail. Inside the cage, Legacies has taken control of the match, laying an absolute beating on Team Unbreakable GO. Lemon can only look on helplessly as Nova is in the middle of just beating Kirk in the corner with another kendo stick and Blackman has Jones locked in a Camel Clutch with another kendo stick wedged between her teeth. Meanwhile, just then, Coda is slung violently into the cage wall by Salvatore right in front of Lemon before the monstrous woman grabs the smaller by the hair and presses her face against the chainlink of the cage for Lemon to see.

Adrianna Salvatore: Take a good look, Risa! Take a good fucking look!

Salvatore begins to rake Coda’s face against the fence; the Beast of Busan shrieking in pure agony as she begins to bleed from the forehead. Kirk manages to fight to her feet and shove Nova away so she can go after Salvatore to get her off of Coda, but this lands Kirk in a two on one as Nova recovers and he and Salvatore begin bludgeoning her with vicious rights and lefts. Jones manages to slip an arm free from the Camel Clutch by Blackman which in turn, lets her get free completely. She slips out from under Blackman and hits her with a Rolling Neck Snap into the mat before going after Salvatore and Nova. Blackman makes a quick recovery from the desperation move and moves into the fray, and before too long, a bloodied Coda rises and jumps in as well. Lemon shakes the cage wall, screaming for her teammates until she’s had enough of waiting for the door to be opened. Finally, she steps back and looks up towards the top of the cage, says fuck it, and starts scaling the side wall!

Miranda Augustino: Yo!! What?!

Seth Ernst: Risa Lemon! Scaling the wall of the structure!!

Lucas Knox: Oh I don’t like this guys. What’s she thinking?

Lemon climbs up to the top of the cage, balancing on the platform where she looks down to find Legacies and the rest of her team in a huge gaggle of flying fists. An absolute brawl taking place down inside the ring. She’s looking for a vantage point when she finally yells down.

Risa Lemon: GET OUT THE WAY COYOTE!!!

Kirk looks up and her eyes go wide. She barely has time to grab Coda and Jones, tackling them down to the mat, clear of the path as Lemon comes diving off of the top of the cage with “Flight of the Tiger” (Rotating Frog Splash), crashing down onto Blackman, Nova and Salvatore from above!

Miranda Augustino: WHOA, HOLY SHIT!!!!

Lucas Knox: LOOK OUT!

Seth Ernst: THE SUPER TIGER TAKES FLIGHT AND COMES DOWN WITH A DEADLY DIVE BOMB ONTO LEGACIES!!!!

Crowd: HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!

Lemon picks herself up with the help of Kirk and Coda and the three are joined by Jones with everyone taking a moment to collect themselves while Legacies slowly recover from Lemon’s big entrance into the cage.

Risa Lemon: HAI GRRRL!!

Arley Kirk: YUH GRRRL!!

Coda: YE GRRRL!!

Stacy Jones: TEAM UNBREAKABLE!

All: GO!!!

Their attention is drawn to the stage as they hear the crowd beginning to count down again.

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~BUZZER~

The shark cage opens and here comes JAMIE AUSTIN, the final entry into the match! She runs down the ramp, to the ring as Blackman, Nova and Salvatore make it to their feet. Here, Team Unbreakable GO actually look a little confident in what appears to be an advantage still as Arley Kirk points out that the cage door is still locked to Legacies. However, as Austin reaches ringside, she immediately, without breaking pace, moves to the apron adjacent to the corner with the door and goes underneath it. Within seconds, she comes up with a pair of bolt cutters and begins cutting away at the chain.

Lucas Knox: How the hell did she know those were there?!

Miranda Augustino: We saw Adrianna Salvatore saying something to Jamie Austin earlier!!

Seth Ernst: Legacies came prepared with a whole strategy tonight!!

Team Unbreakable GO looks infuriated at Legacies, realizing how much the diabolical team thought this through as Austin cuts the chain loose and easily gains quick entry into the cage where she joins her three teammates. The two teams of four stand across from each other now, shifting positions, trying to strategize and decide who best to take on. Just when one team looks set on who they’re going for, the other team shifts around, making their own decisions as Isabella Salvatore announces and Senior Official Yumi Akiyama finally enters into the cage, ready to call the falls.

Isabella Salvatore: Ladies and gentlemen…LET THE ULTIMATE BATTLEGROUND…OFFICIALLY…BEGIN!!

~DING DING DING~

As soon as the bell rings, Salvatore digs her foot into the mat and kicks a gust of thumbtacks up from the mat right into the face of Kirk and the fight is on! Nova actually goes after Kirk, Salvatore goes at Lemon, Austin goes at Coda and Blackman goes at Jones! Lemon uses her quickness to keep Salvatore on her toes, throwing sharp roundhouse kicks at her legs to try and wear her down. Just as Salvatore looks like her legs are about to give out, Lemon springs off of the ropes for a Springboard Crossbody but Salvatore catches her crossways and lifts her up, just Gorilla Pressing her and throws her into the second ring. Lemon lands hard on the mat as Salvatore walks over to join Nova in putting boots to Kirk in the corner. Nova spots Lemon making it back to her feet and goes to run interception as he rushes across the ring, grabs the top rope, slingshots himself up to where he lands on the top rope of the SECOND ring and dives off into a Springboard Missile Dropkick, taking Lemon back down to the mat!

Seth Ernst: OTTO NOVA FROM THE SKY!!

Miranda Augustino: THE WINGED WONDER OF THE WORLD!!!

Back in the first ring, Austin and Coda are brawling it out, throwing haymakers at one another in a standoff until Austin thumbs Coda in the eye. Austin throws a few mudhole stomps to the midsection of Coda before picking her back up and violently whipping her across the ring to the opposite corner. Austin comes rushing in but Coda’s able to counter, jumping up with her hands on the ropes while facing the turnbuckle and catching Austin’s head between her feet. Coda then pulls her legs in, driving Austin’s head into the ringpost between the turnbuckles, sliding down to the mat on her feet behind the dazed Austin. From there, she grabs her around the waist and under the leg, hoisting her up for a Belly to Back Suplex, dropping her RIGHT ONTO THE THUMBTACKS!!!!

Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Austin’s eyes go wide in pain and shock as she arches up, giving the camera a clear view of her back riddled in silver dots. Coda rolls over onto her stomach and starts pounding her fist on the mat, having gotten some fresh tacks in her already bleeding back. The Seoul Samurai bites through the pain and lifts her head, her face now covered in blood from being raked across the cage earlier. She looks like a horrifying mess as she gets up onto her knees, dives over the tacks and onto Austin who’s rolled off of them. Coda goes for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

Austin kicks out and shoves Coda off of her before rolling further from the pile of tacks, reaching back to try and pull at least some of them out.

In another corner of the same ring, Kirk has Salvatore back in a corner, standing on the middle turnbuckle as she rains down punches across her head with the crowd counting. 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! Kirk winds back for a big 10 but Salvatore grabs her around the thighs and pulls her into a powerbomb position as she steps out of the corner. Kirk knows she’s in trouble as she looks back at the big pile of tacks still there. As Salvatore walks forward, Kirk reaches down and starts digging her thumbs at Salvatore’s eyes to slow her down. Kirk gets one foot…both feet, up onto Salvatore’s shoulders and in a display that wows the Colosseum crowd, she pushes off of Salvatore like a springboard, backflipping over the pile of tacks and landing in a haphazardly sort of Spider-Man pose.

Lucas Knox: Arley Kirk escapes certain doom with style, ladies and gentlemen!

Seth Ernst: Just like a real super hero!

Miranda Augustino: Yeah but watch out! Here comes the Apocalypse!!

Salvatore clears her vision but now she’s seeing Kirk through a lens of red as she lets out a roar and comes charging in for the “Gamma Ray Burst” but Kirk sidesteps and Salvatore dives right through the turnbuckles, slamming into the ringpost with such impact, it takes her completely out of the ring and leaves her slumped down onto the metal slab connecting the two rings.

Kirk turns her attention to Jones and Blackman fighting it out in another corner and as Jones slumps down to one knee from a knee to the midsection, Kirk goes charging in, springs off of Jones’ back and slams herself into Blackman, with a Poetry In Motion type maneuver.

Meanwhile, over in the second ring with Lemon and Nova, it’s a full on display of high flying lucha libre and stiff strikes as the two trade a flurry of chops to each other’s chests. Lemon rocks Nova with a particularly stiff Strong Style chop across the chest then hits the ropes and comes back. Nova drops down to the mat and Lemon hops over him. Nova pops back to his feet and bends down for a back body drop as Lemon comes right back his way but it’s a feint, as he stands up early and catches Risa on his shoulders with her legs around his head. Nova quickly wraps an arm around her head and drops down into a brutal Air Raid Siren, dropping Lemon right onto her neck across his knee!

Seth Ernst: Otto Nova with a vicious drop across the knee to Risa Lemon’s neck!

Miranda Augustino: You know that didn’t feel good!

Lucas Knox: Especially not with Risa’s history of a neck injury!

Nova runs for the ropes to follow up but he stops short and his eyes go wide just as he sees Jones right across from him before she slingshots herself from the first ring, across both top ropes and SPIKES HIM WITH THE “UNBREAKABLE DDT!!!!” Cover by Jones!

ONE

TWO

THR–

Kickout by Nova! He’s down and dazed, though, slow to start getting up and Jones has time to climb to the top turnbuckle, calling for “RWYA” but just as she’s waiting for Nova to pick himself up, Salvatore’s back on her feet between the rings where she scrambles up the ropes, catching Jones in a bearhug and sends herself and the New Frontier Champion crashing to the mat with an Avalanche Belly To Belly Suplex!! Jones hits the mat with such force, she bounces into a situp position and grabs the middle rope where she starts pulling herself up. She stumbles back, turns and Salvatore, also on her feet, DRILLS HER WITH THE “ROGUE PLANET” (V-Trigger)!!!!!! Hook of the leg!! Referee Yumi Akiyama vaults over into the second ring and slides in for the pin!

ONE

TWO

TH–

BROKEN UP BY LEMON WHO THROWS HERSELF INTO SALVATORE TO STOP THE PIN!! Fuming, Salvatore gets to her feet and starts pummeling Lemon. Meanwhile, Kirk has made it up onto the top of the cage where she’s crawled over to above the second ring and is starting to get into position for a dive but she looks over to see that Austin has climbed up to meet her. The crowd looks on in horror as Austin tightrope walks across the top of the structure just to catch Kirk with a heartstopping Hurricanrana from the top of the cage, sending both women CRASHING DOWN TO THE MAT WITH A THUNDEROUS IMPACT!!!!!!!

Seth Ernst: LOOK OUUUUUUUT!!!

Lucas Knox: YOU’VE GOT! TO BE! KIDDING ME!!

Miranda Augustino: EVERYONE IN THIS MATCH HAS LOST THEIR DAMN MINDS!!!

Crowd: HO-LY SHIT!! HO-LY SHIT!! HO-LY SHIT!! HO-LY SHIT!! HO-LY SHIT!! HO-LY SHIT!! HO-LY SHIT!! HO-LY SHIT!!

Over in the first ring, it looks like an absolute war zone with the weapons scattered about as Blackman and Coda are in a standoff with dueling chairs, swinging wildly at each other with the metal ringing off one another. As the chair fight rages on, Blackman catches Coda across the knuckles, causing her to drop hers and grab at her hand. Blackman cocks her chair up for a shot but Coda hits a Spinning Thrust Kick to the midsection, knocking Blackman back. Coda measures up, charges in and comes flying in with the “Sonana Knee Strike” (Running High Knee) but Blackman brings her chair up as a shield! However, the sheer momentum of Coda flying through the air SMASHES THE CHAIR BACK INTO BLACKMAN’S FACE AND SENDS HER DOWN TO THE MAT!!!! CODA GOES DOWN HOLDING HER KNEE!!!!!

Inside the second ring, Nova and Salvatore are back on a two on one attack on Jones before Salvatore motions for Nova to keep Jones busy as she goes to the turnbuckle. Nova stands behind Jones, holding her arms as Salvatore looks for, perhaps a diving clothesline but as she’s getting into position, Jones fights out of Nova’s hold and throws an elbow back into the side of his head. Nova stumbles towards the ropes towards where the rings connect and Jones runs in, delivering a brutal Bat Hammer (Corkscrew Roundhouse Kick) knocking him through the ropes and onto the connecting platform. Still trying to adjust herself on the turnbuckle, Salvatore is intercepted in her attempt to leap at Jones by Lemon who runs, springs up off the ropes and catches Salvatore into a twisting Frankensteiner, sending them both crashing down into the first ring! Mostly Salvatore as Lemon catches herself on the ropes to keep herself from hitting the mat completely. Salvatore half sits up, wincing from the pain of the impact and rolls onto her hands and knees. She sees Lemon standing back in the corner, glowering at her…and she starts to laugh. Lemon shakes her head, mouthing clearly.

Risa Lemon: What the fuck are you laughing at?!

Lucas Knox: Guys, this woman is sick. Adrianna Salvatore is sick!

Miranda Augustino: She’s BEGGING Risa to hit her!

Seth Ernst: We all know she likes to play mind games!

Salvatore motions Lemon to come at her while she’s down on her knees, almost offering her a free shot. That’s when her eyes fall on the pile of thumbtacks littered across the mat and she laughs more, reaching down to pick up a handful. To the shock of the crowd, Salvatore scoops a large wad of thumbtacks into her mouth and opens her arms out, slapping her chest with her hands, daring Lemon to take the shot. The Super Tiger stares in disbelief at the manic Walking Apocalypse.

Risa Lemon: ...You’re crazy!!

Salvatore laughs, staring at Lemon with a wide eyed, wild gaze, tacks occasionally falling from her gaping maw as she nods her head in agreement, speaking a muffled mouthful.

Adrianna Salvatore: Yeah, I’m fucking crazy! I’m sick! Take your fucking shot! Show me that dark side! C’mon, Super Nova!

Lemon measures up for a kick but stops herself and shakes her head, looking conflicted. Salvatore puts on a mock pout face, rolling her fists under her eyes. Salvatore slowly stands up to her feet and starts inching towards Lemon, still with the tacks in her mouth.

Adrianna Salvatore: Awwwww, poor baby! Poor widdle, Tiggy! You lost your fire, huh? YOU LOST YOUR FUCKING EDGE!!!

Salvatore garbles this right in Lemon’s face as Lemon looks down at her feet, clenching her teeth, fuming hotter and hotter until right at the end of the last sentence, she suddenly shoves Salvatore away from her! Salvatore stumbles! Lemon shoots! SUPERKICK RIGHT TO THE MOUTH OF ADRIANNA SALVATORE!!!!! THUMBTACKS AND BLOOD GO FLYING THROUGH THE AIR AS RISA LEMON LAYS HER THE FUCK OUT!!!!!

Risa Lemon: FUCK YOU, BITCH!!!!

Crowd: YOU DESERVE IT!! clap-clap-clap YOU DESERVE IT!! clap-clap-clap YOU DESERVE IT!! clap-clap-clap YOU DESERVE IT!! clap-clap-clap

A quick camera cut shows a closeup of Salvatore laid sprawled out on the mat with blood running out of her mouth, a thumbtack or two sticking out of her bottom lip. Shaking her head, still conflicted with her decision, Lemon drops for the cover!

ONE

TWO

THRE–

BROKEN UP AS OTTO NOVA SHOVES HER OFF OF SALVATORE!!!!! Nova stumbles up to his feet!! Lemon makes it up to one knee!! Nova charges in!! “GRAVITY X” (SHINING WIZARD) FROM NOVA TO LEMON!!!!! HE COVERS HER FOR THE PIN!!!!

ONE

TWO

THREE–NO!!!!

BROKEN UP BY STACY JONES!!! SHE DRAGS HIM OFF OF LEMON BY THE LEGS AND IMMEDIATELY TWISTS HIM UP INTO THE “PENANCE STARE” (PAIGE TURNER) SUBMISSION!!!! NOVA SCREAMS IN PAIN AS JONES WRENCHES BACK TIGHT ON HIS ARMS, BENDING HIM BACK LIKE A PRETZEL!!! REFEREE AKIYAMA’S THERE TO ASK IF HE WANTS TO TAP BUT NOVA ADAMANTLY REFUSES. HE’S STARTING TO WANE THOUGH!!!!

Miranda Augustino: Otto can’t hold out much longer!

Seth Ernst: This match could end right here!!

BUT NO!!! JAMIE AUSTIN’S BACK UP AND IN FOR THE SAVE AS SHE TAKES JONES ACROSS THE HEAD WITH “HELL ON HEELS” (CHICK KICK)!!!! JONES STARTS TO SLUMP BUT AUSTIN GRABS HER!!!! “LIAR’S POTION” (PUMPHANDLE POWERBOMB) ONTO THE FUCKING THUMBTACKS!!!!! STACKS FOR THE COVER!!!!

ONE

TWO

THREE?!?!?

NO!!!!

ARLEY KIRK RIPS AUSTIN OFF OF JONES AND SETS HER UP FOR THE “RIPLASH” BUT NO!!!! CHERRY BLACKMAN’S BACK UP AND FIGHTS KIRK OFF OF AUSTIN WITH A SERIES OF STIFF MUAY THAI ELBOWS!! BLACKMAN GOES FOR A BIG DISCUS ELBOW BUT KIRK DUCKS!!! SHE CATCHES BLACKMAN!!!! “RIPLASH” (BERKOCET) TAKES BLACKMAN DOWN!!!!! COVER!!!!!

ONE

TWO

THREE?!?!

NO!!! “HELL ON HEELS” AGAIN BY AUSTIN TO KIRK!!!! THE COLOSSEUM’S LOSING THEIR MINDS!!!!!

Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME!! clap-clap-clap THIS IS AWESOME!! clap-clap-clap THIS IS AWESOME!! clap-clap-clap THIS IS AWESOME!! clap-clap-clap

Lucas Knox: My god, look at the chaos just unfolding between these two teams!

Miranda Augustino: Makes you wonder if it’ll ever actually end!

Seth Ernst: It’s got to at some point!

Austin starts to pick Kirk up for another “Liar’s Potion” but Lemon charges in and Cactus Clotheslines Austin over the top rope and both women land hard on the connecting platform between the rings. Meanwhile, Coda’s back up on her feet, brawling with Nova when she sets up for the “Sonata Knee Strike” again but as she runs in, Nova catches her with “CRAZED DAZE” (SUPERKICK OUTTA NOWHERE)!!! Coda goes down!!! Nova covers!!!!

ONE

TWO

THREE–NO!

Coda just barely makes her own save but Nova’s not finished yet as he grabs the table that Salvatore slid into the ring earlier and finally starts setting it up. Nova sets it up by the corner and pulls Coda to her feet, lays her across the table and hammers her with a couple of forearms for good measure! He starts to go for the turnbuckles but Stacy Jones, tacks in her back and all, is back up and grabs him to slow him down and the two start trading shots back and forth. Jones is soon intercepted by Blackman who’s back up and she pulls Jones away where the two start trading more shots but this exchange comes to a sudden end when Blackman whips Jones at the turnbuckle but Jones comes right back with “UNBOWED” (IMPLODING CUTTER)!!!

Meanwhile, Nova’s looking for a Frog Splash with Coda on the table but as he’s still steadying his feet, the distraction from Jones a moment ago has given the Beast of Busan enough time to cover and she quickly rises off of the table, seeing herself in a predicament! She scrambles up the turnbuckles to intercept Nova and pulls him across her shoulders!!!! Coda’s got him up! She jumps!! “MAGNUM OPUS” (TOP ROPE DEATH VALLEY DRIVER) SENDS THEM BOTH THROUGH THE TABLE AND THEY’RE DOWN!!!!

At the same moment, Arley Kirk is back on her feet and sees Adrianna Salvatore starting to rise so she goes in to put a stop to it, pulling her over the thumbtacks and sets up for another “RipLash!” Salvatore twists out of it, however, and catches Kirk with a boot to the midsection and immediately sets her up!! She tosses her up almost effortlessly!! Catches her!! “GROUND ZERO” (SUPLEX POWERBOMB) ONTO THE TRASH CAN FROM EARLIER!!!!

Back to Jones and Blackman as Jones starts climbing up for “RWYA” but Blackman scouts her and throws herself into the ropes, causing Jones to slip and tumble down between the ropes and the cage. Jones manages to make it down without taking too much of a fall, fortunately, yet as she finds her footing between the ropes and the chainlink, SALVATORE COMES BARRELING IN AND DELIVERS AN EXPLOSIVE “GAMMA RAY BURST” (SPEAR) TO THE UNBREAKABLE ONE AND DRIVES THEM BOTH INTO THE CAGE WALL!!! JONES TAKES THE BRUNT OF THE IMPACT BUT IT LOOKS LIKE SALVATORE HITS HER HEAD ON ONE OF THE METAL RAILS CONNECTING THE CHAINLINK AND THEY’RE BOTH DOWN!!!!

Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

Seth Ernst: Oh I think Stacy Jones is out!

Lucas Knox: I think they’re both out, Seth!

Miranda Augustino: Looked like Adrianna Salvatore cracked her head against that metal post!

Out on the center platform between the rings, Austin and Lemon are going back and forth with chops and fists again but Lemon nails Austin with a European Uppercut, spinning her around! Lemon grabs Austin around the waist from behind!! She goes to lift but Austin grabs the middle rope to stop her and throws an elbow back into Lemon’s face!! Lemon grabs her face and spins around with her back to Austin now. Austin turns and grabs Lemon, looking for a German Suplex right on the metal divider!! She shoots for it!! NO!!!! LEMON ROLLS THROUGH AND LANDS ON HER FEET!!!! SHE CATCHES AUSTIN AS SHE, TOO, GETS BACK UP!!!! LEMON HITS “GO THE FUCK TO SLEEP” (SNAP GERMAN SUPLEX) TO AUSTIN ONTO THE DIVIDER!!!!!!

Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Lucas Knox: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?!

Miranda Augustino: SOMEBODY WENT NIGHT NIGHT!

Seth Ernst: THAT MOVE HAS PUT SO MANY AWAY, BUT IT’S SO DANGEROUS!! NO WONDER IT’S A LAST RESORT NOW!

Lemon gets back up and looks around to survey the situation. She sees Blackman laid back in a corner and Nova still not moving from under the rubble of the table. She sets her eyes on Blackman then and starts climbing up to the turnbuckles…no…she keeps climbing!! Lemon’s going for the top of the cage again?!?!? She climbs up…up…up! Makes it to the top of the cage!! She stands up on the top and waits for Blackman to get into position. Blackman makes it to her feet and groggily looks up as Lemon comes soaring off of the top of the cage, right down towards her!! “SWAN SONG” (SHOOTING STAR DDT) TO BLACKMA—WHAT?! NO!!!! BLACKMAN DUCKS DOWN JUST RIGHT THAT LEMON’S ARM MISSES GRABBING HER HEAD!!! BLACKMAN COMES BACK UP WITH LEMON ACROSS HER SHOULDERS IN A FIREMAN’S CARRY!!!!!! CHERRY BLACKMAN HAS RISA LEMON UP!!!! “CIRCUIT BREAKER” (FIREMAN’S CARRY CODEBREAKER)!!!!!!! LEMON HITS THE MAT! OUT! FUCKING! COLD!!! BLACKMAN DRAGS HERSELF OVER FOR A COVER!!!

ONE

TWO

THREE!!!!!!

~DING DING DING~

Isabella Salvatore: Here are your winners…the team of Jamie Austin…Otto Nova…Adrianna Salvatore…and Cherry Blackman…LEGACIES!!!!!

Seth Ernst: My god, ladies and gentlemen….what a hellacious war we just witnessed…

Lucas Knox: We might need Dr. Lancaster or Nurse Zoey down here, pronto. Everyone in this match is gonna need some medical attention after this!

Miranda Augustino: Guys, this really was the wildest Halloween night I’ve ever been a part of. Sure was exciting though!

Seth Ernst: A fantastic show, overall. We hope you fans watching at home enjoyed it. We hope the folks here in the audience enjoyed it.

Lucas Knox: It sure sounded like it! Just listen to them!

Miranda Augustino: Well, remember y’all, we don’t be broadcasting this Saturday but starting November 7th is our South American tour as we officially begin the Road to Wrestle War XX!! We’ll catch y’all there, starting in Caracas, Venezuela for Tuesday Night Collision and Saturday Night Trauma! Until then, I’m Miranda Augustino with mi compadres, Seth Ernst and Lucas Knox! Hasta lluego, bitches!

It takes a moment for Legacies to collect themselves with Blackman rousing Nova, then moving over to Austin while Nova goes to check on Salvatore but gradually, they all make it back to the center of the ring, battered, bloody and war torn as they stand on unsteady legs to celebrate their victory as Funeral Derangements II goes off the air…

Winners: Legacies
Result: Pinfall (Circuit Breaker)

Last Edit: Oct 31, 2023 17:55:24 GMT -8 by Steven Brody, CEO

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