Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Nov 11, 2023 18:15:36 GMT -8
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As the show opened, everyone could see Ayu Megumi standing in the middle of the ring while her theme was still playing. The crowd gave her a loud cheer as Ayu just smiled at them. Her theme faded away and Ayu brought the microphone up to her lips.Ayu Megumi: Hello, everyone. Long time no see, I guess. Because I didn't even come out here to talk like this for a few months. I'm really sorry about that. I have had a hard time since I lost my United States Champion to Lana Corvin, and then lost in the NFW Event Horizon tournament. Even in the VBMT event I took a runner-up in my block but it ended with Cass Baumer taking the opportunity, and now she is a current champion, but me? Nothing. Since March… I feel I was having a tough challenge in my career, but I made no excuses for anything. Only thing I can do is my best for everything, and tonight? I am coming out here to say I want to be more active. I don't want to be sad anymore. I want to pull myself up from failure. And now I'm read-...
Seth Ernst: Wait a minute…is that…?
As the opener to “HYPE ZOMBIES” by PVRIS begins to play, the titantron comes to life, with the name of a very familiar face coming up on it.
Miranda Augustino: It is, Seth! It’s Jessi Ozborne!
The crowd's reaction begins to pick up as Ozborne makes her way through the curtain. But the woman who steps through the curtain certainly doesn’t match the crowd’s hype for her. In lieu of the usual excitement and movement that comes with a return like this, Ozborne instead stands still on the stage, staring daggers into Ayu Megumi.
Lucas Knox: Ayu Megumi mentioned the VBMT Finals Event over a month ago! That was the very last time we saw Jessi Ozborne here in New Frontier! Last we saw of her, she cleaned out her locker and left! Said she needed to do some “soul searching”.
Seth Ernst: But that was when she was a Collision roster member, and I haven’t gotten any word of a trade being made! So what’s she doing here?!
Miranda Augustino: All that soul searching apparently led her here, in front of Ayu Megumi! And I can’t say I’m surprised! From their very first day here in NFW, these two have been tied together!
Jessi makes her way to the ring, not breaking eye contact with Ayu for even a second. She steps onto the apron, with the two now meeting at eye level as Jessi’s music begins to fade. The two stand in pure silence, the escalating cheers of the crowd being the only noise between the two as they continue to stare into each other’s eyes. Jessi then climbs into the ring, getting right into Ayu’s face as the two seem to come to the same thought. The crowd echoes the sentiment.
Crowd: RUN! IT! BACK!
RUN! IT! BACK!
RUN! IT! BACK!
RUN! IT! BACK!
Seth Ernst: It looks as though the crowd wants to see these two go at it again as much as we do!
Miranda Augustino: Not a single match between these two competitors has ever disappointed, Seth! If I were NFW management, I’d get this in the books ASAP!
Jessi and Ayu continue to stare each other down, with the crowd cheering behind them as we fade.
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Match #1/Singles
Genesis Championship
Moe Renhuan vs. Otto Nova
~DING DING DING~
With the sounding of the bell to start the match, Otto ducked a clothesline attempt from Moe, but as he turned around, he was met with a swift dropkick instead! Moe went for a knee drop onto Otto’s head, but the Genesis champion was able to roll away at the last second, causing the Kingdom member to slam her knee against the mat. She grabbed her knee for a few seconds, and Otto hit a springboard moonsault on her. He popped back up to his feet and got Renhaun up, throwing her into the corner when she was up. Following Moe into the corner, Otto nailed her with a spinning heel kick, causing her to slump down onto the mat. He backed up and ran at her, hitting her with SuperNova! The move left Renhaun dazed, enough so that Nova pulled her out of the corner, yanking hard then letting her fall to the mat. He climbed the turnbuckles, leaping off to hit The Shock Splash, but Moe got her knees up just in time! Nova rolled away, clutching his abdomen in the process. This gave Renhaun a chance to roll away as well, catching her breath in the process.
Adrianna Salvatore was seen at the apron by Otto, a glare on her face whenever she glanced over at Moe, but it was clear that she was encouraging Nova to get back into the match. Both competitors got back onto their feet and looked at each other for a minute before they ran at each other. Otto went for Crazed Daze, but Moe ducked and hit him with a vicious discus lariat! She got him back to his feet and went to throw him into the corner, but he countered it with a snap suplex, sending her crashing to the mat hard! She pulled herself up and went at him, looking to go for a stiff kick to Otto’s abdomen, but Nova tripped her into the ropes. He ran at the opposite ones and launched himself off, hitting her with a hard Deep Space Nine! When Renhaun stumbled back, Nova glanced at the clock, seeing that there were about 30 seconds left on the clock. Without a second glance, he went for a Gravity X but Renhaun grabbed his leg, locking in a knee bar! Moe wrenched on his leg, applying more and more pressure, yelling at Otto to tap out. As eyed the clock as the remaining seconds ticked by and began wrenching harder and harder.
FIVE…
FOUR…
THREE…
TWO…
ONE…!!
~DING DING DING~
FOUR…
THREE…
TWO…
ONE…!!
~DING DING DING~
Moe released the hold in frustration, slapping the mat as the bell rang with the timer running out.
MK1 Ladies and gentlemen, the 15 minute time limit has run out, resulting in a draw. Therefore, STILL your NFW Genesis Champion…OTTO NOVA!!
Winner: Draw (#ANDSTILL)
Result: Time Limit
Result: Time Limit
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Cameras cut backstage where T1ck3t is seen standing with her client, Pandemonia. Her client is pacing behind her with only the waist down visible in the scene do to the level of the camera focusing on T1ck3t. T1ck3t: Two weeks ago, I showed Trauma what true power looks like as Pandemonia made short work of not only her scheduled opponent, but of a Canadian Lucahdor and two Ding Dongs. While these opponents were merely the unfortunates of the enhancement roster that night, things are different tonight. In just a few minutes, Pandemonia will face another wrestler who employs the strategy of high flying in the ring and just as quickly, she will dispatch her opponent. Who is this opponent tonight? A wrestler who has had title shots in NFW even though she's considered still a rookie in the business. NFW saw something in her, but what was it exactly? Was it heart, was it some type of fire? Sophie Tilmitt, I remember playfully calling you a confused cosplayer in past Efed Watcher reports, but that was all in good fun. Tonight is all about business and in this business everybody plays a part. Sophie, tonight, play your part by taking your place flat on your back under the foot of MY client, Pandemonia!
Just then, Pandemonia stops pacing and squats down to be level with her manager.
Pandemonia: Tonight we have another mosquito to be swatted out of the air. A rookie in the business? HA! I may be new here, but I've paid my dues in the indies a lot longer than you, Sophie. Ticket just stated that NFW may have seen heart in you, but allow me to rip that heart from NFW and feast upon it as I revel in my victory. As far as seeing fire in you? After tonight, they'll only see smoke as I stomp out what little fire you have left! Do what you must to impress your fans tonight, but just like mosquitos and gnats, they always get knocked out of the air...
Pandemonia claps her hands together.
Pandemonia: And crushed!
With that said, Pandemonia gets up and joins T1ck3t as they both walk off camera ready for the battle to commence.
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Match #2/Singles
Pandemonia vs. Sophie Tilmitt
~DING DING DING~
As the bell rings, both women leave their corners and circle each other. Sophie cautiously sizes up her larger opponent, looking for any sort of opening. She lunges forward but Pandemonia swats her aside, nearly knocking the smaller wrestler over. Sophie doesn’t even get a chance to shake the hit off before Pandemonia grabs her by the back of the head and discus-hurls her, face first, into a corner. Sophie’s face collides with the top turnbuckle and her whole body shudders. Fortunately for her, she has enough wits about her to feel the mat shake as Pandemonia rushes towards her, and the smaller woman moves to the side as a big boot slams the space where her head once was.
Sophie grabs Pandemonia’s leg and yanks it out from under the woman, dropping the attacker backwards. Sophie raises a foot and stomps, but Pandemonia rolls out of the way and pops up. The women start slowly circling again and sizing each other up. The women throw themselves towards each other in a lock-up – a choice Sophie instantly regrets as Pandemonia effortlessly walks Sophie back to the ropes. A series of chops across Sophie’s chest illicit yelps of pain, but the gut punch folds her forwards. Pandemonia grabs her arm and whips her to the opposite ropes, meeting Sophie halfway and scooping her up, dropping Tilmitt on her head. Sophie rolls to the side and tries to sit up, but Pandemonia kicks her across the temple. Sophie drops onto her back and the larger fighter puts a boot on her chest for a pin.
One…
Tw–
Tw–
Sophie pushes a shoulder up and dislodges the boot. Pandemonia stares down at the woman, disgusted she’d dare not to give in. She reaches down for Sophie, who kicks up and boot into Pandemonia’s chest and forces her back. The bigger fighter looks to her corner, staring at T1ck3t. The AI stares back, unblinking, a soft, unnerving whirring coming from her. T1ck3t gestures towards Sophie and makes a motion like snapping a twig. Pandemonia smiles.
Sophie gets to her feet, flustered with how the match is going. Seeing Pandemonia seemingly distracted, she rushes and sends a dropkick into the woman. Pandemonia takes a few steps from the impact, but looks back at Sophie with annoyance. Sophie gets up and lays a series of forearms into her foe, who winces slightly but offers no other reaction. Finally, a kick across the jaw seems to stun the woman and Sophie uses the moment the run backwards and bound off the ropes. She leaps at Pandemonia in a crossbody…
… only to be caught and sent over in a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker.
Sophie spasms to the mat, but Pandemonia reaches down, sliding fingers into her mouth, and pulling her up by her jaw. Sophie’s eyes widen in shock and horror as Pandemonia starts to twirls, launching Sophie into a corner by her lower jaw. She’s so stunned, she doesn’t even react as Pandemonia rushes her. This time, the One-Woman Horde’s big boot doesn’t miss, colliding with Sophie’s face. Sophie starts to fall forward, but Pandemonia catches her and hurls her across the mat in a Biel throw.
Slowly and methodically, Pandemonia approaches her prey who is scrambling to get up. Sophie slams an elbow into the woman’s jaw, which registers pain but also contempt. Pandemonia responds by bell-clapping the smaller fighter’s ears. An uppercut throws Sophie backwards into the ropes. She wobbles unsteadily forward, only to be snagged up by Pandemonia and lifted across the woman’s broad shoulders.
Sophie cries out in agony as Pandemonia pulls her body back across her shoulders in a torture rack. The larger woman slowly paces around the ring, leisurely torturing her victim but also turning and walking away every time the referee goes to ask Sophie is she wants to submit. Finally, Pandemonia walks to the center of the ring and pushes Sophie up in a gorilla press before dropping her, ribs first, across a knee. Sophie wails as she grabs her side.
Pandemonia pulls Sophie up to a sitting position before driving a knee between her shoulder blades and putting her in her dragon sleeper finisher, the Beastial Soul. Sophie struggles to escape but it’s useless. She knows she will either go out or give up. Deciding to not be unconscious at the match’s end is the safer choice, Sophie screams out a submission and the official signals for the bell.
Madoka Kawada: Your winner by submission…. PANDEMONIA!
Pandemonia dumps Sophie to the mat and stomps a boot on her side triumphantly as the referee lifts her arm. T1ck3t glides into the ring, a smile spreading across her artificial lips, as she raises Pandemonia’s other arm.
The triumphant wrestler glares down at the heap of Sophie beneath her, seemingly debating on whether or not to keep demolishing her, but a tug from T1ck3t convinces her to instead turn from the ring. The two walk up the aisle to a soundtrack of boos as the referee tends to Sophie, slowly rousing her from the mat
Winner: Pandemonia
Result: Submission (Beastial Soul)
Result: Submission (Beastial Soul)
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The scene cuts backstage to a somewhat new face to NFW, Travis Levitt. The Dragon is finishing adjusting his elbow pads and doing a final few stretches before some soft laughter makes him turn to look behind him at Arley Kirk lounging back on the nearby sofa playing on her phone.Travis Levitt: Found something funny on the socials, huh?
Arley Kirk: Nah. Going through Lash’s old log book. There’s some good ones.
Travis chuckles and then crouches down and finishes doing up his laces, before turning to walk towards the sofa.
Travis Levitt: I’m not surprised. Your brother had an almost artistic ability to drop them when they counted most.
Travis moves around behind the sofa, leaning down on the arm and looking at Arley’s phone for a moment before grimacing and shaking his head.
Travis Levitt: Something tells me that Walmart wasn’t as impressed with his act as you are.
Arley Kirk: They should get a sense of humor then.
Travis considers it for a moment and then gives a soft nod in agreement. Arley looks up at him, and then puts her phone down and turns to face him.
Arley Kirk: How are you feeling? You ready for Nakita?
Travis Levitt: Of course. She’s a former Genesis Champion, and I said I was coming after the gold. What better way to prove myself then to go toe-to-toe with a former champion? The real question is, how are you feeling after Ultimate Battleground?
Arley rolls her eyes and gives Travis a look which makes The Dragon smirk.
Arley Kirk: I’m more sore that we didn’t get the win, then with how bad my fall was. Stop worrying about me, when you have a match to go and win.
Travis Levitt: I’ll have you know I’m a talented multi-tasker and I can do both. But you’re right. I need to get going. Try not to miss me too much.
Arley Kirk: Are you kidding? I’m going to enjoy the peace and quiet. Go get her, Dragon Balls.
Travis can’t help but smirk at that, before getting up and heading out of the room, he closes the door behind himself and then starts stepping down the hallway. Tossing his arms and stretching himself The Dragon turns a corner and then stops as he spots Queen Bianca Davis nearby. Bianca spots Travis at the same time, a wide smirk stretching her lips as she stares at him and Travis takes a step towards Bianca, arms crossing over his chest as he gets near her.
Travis Levitt: B. Any reason you’re just loitering around these halls?
Queen Bianca Davis: Just teaching some of these peasants real manners. It’s so important to remind people of their proper place, don’t you agree?
Travis Levitt: I’m more of a treat others as you want to be treated. But hey. Hope it works out for you, Davis.
Travis gives another forced smirk and then starts to walk down the hallway and past David, but the Queen’s voice stops him before he gets too far.
Queen Bianca Davis: This won’t last…..
Travis stops at her voice, the camera catching the confusion in his features as he seems to be weighing up what to do but he finally turns around with a forced smile.
Travis Levitt: Okay. I’ll bite. What isn’t going to last?
Queen Bianca Davis: You and Arley. It won’t last. Respect doesn’t get you anywhere in this business. You know what does? Good lawyers and lots of money.
Travis stares at Bianca for a moment, taking a breath before racing up to squeeze together the bridge of his nose and then stepping towards the Queen and speaking softly.
Travis Levitt: First off, whatever happens between me and Arley is between us. No-one else. So keep your upturned nose out of it. Secondly, I’ve been down your path, Queen. I’ve seen what all that power can do to someone, and I’d rather go down being able to look at myself in the mirror, then letting all that power corrupt me. Now. If you’ll excuse me. I’ve got a Marine’s ass to kick.
And with that The Dragon turns to head off, Bianca Davis watching him walk away with an unreadable look on her face before we cut to the next segment.
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Match #3/Singles
Travis Levitt vs. Nakita Niles
The crowd inside the coliseum are buzzing already as inside the ring, Travis Levitt is in one corner, crouching down and resting himself on the balls of his feet. On the other side of the ring, Nakita Niles is going through a final few stretches, pulling at the ropes and giving the referee a soft nod as he checks to make sure they are both ready to go.
~ DING! DING! DING! ~
The bell rings and instantly Travis is up and dashing towards Nakita who meets the charging Dragon with an armdrag, that sends him bouncing off the mat and stumbling into the corner. Nakita is quickly upon him, unleashing a nasty knife edge chop that sees a sickening smack echo around the coliseum. Its followed by a second to a wincing Levitt's chest, but when she goes for a third, Travis seizes her head, turns them around and drills her with a chop of his own! Instead of following with a second, The Dragon unleashes a follow-up open handed chop right across her chest, and then drills her with an elbow across her jaw to leave her slumped in the corner. Levitt seizes an arm, then whips Nakita across the ring to the opposite corner, and charges after her, but Nakita ducks to the side and Levitt crashes into the turnbuckles. The Richmond Raider stumbles back a few paces, and Niles shows off her speed, slipping back in front of Travis and tossing him right back into the turnbuckles with an exploder suplex. Cobb County's favourite Marine seizes her chance here, ducking between the ropes as Travis' body rolls into position, and she comes crashing down with a slingshot elbow drop. She reaches over for a leg, and the referee slides in.
ONE!
T-NO!
T-NO!
Travis forces a shoulder up, and Nakita is back to her feet, pulling up the Virginian with her, before dropping him again with Pumphandle Suplex. Seeing her chance, Nakita climbs the turnbuckles and comes flying off with a moonsault, but The Dragon rolls out of harms way, only to see Nakita land on her feet! As Travis starts pushing to his feet, Nakita charges forward and drills him with a kick right to the sore ribs and Travis collapses again. The crowd give a surprising jeer to the harsh result, but Niles attention is focused on The Dragon as she grips the rope, keeping herself steady enough to rain down some fierce boots right to Levitt's chest. Her assault is bought to an end by the referee as Travis grabs at the bottom rope, bringing the official in to back her up. Nakita does so willingly, throwing her hands up in innocence and letting the referee allow Travis a chance to climb back to his feet, an arm wrapped around his wounded ribs.
Once the referee is certain Travis is back up, he steps away and Nakita comes storming back in to continue her damage, but is greeted by a headbutt from The Dragon that staggers her. Travis unleashes a strong right cross, and a kick harsh thigh kick to wound the Marine, stumbling her slightly, and the Dragon goes to leap for his Phoenix Tear, but Nakita catches the leg, and his head, and sends The Dragon flying overhead with another exploder suplex! The Dragon's impact bounces him up and clutching at his ribs again, and he stumbles into a corner for some breath, and Nakita seizes her chance. Charging in and leaping high for some high knees in the corner, now its Travis' turn to catch her, and the Coliseum roars loudly as he stumbles out two steps, and then drops, and sends Nakita's face crashing into the top turnbuckle!
Nakita tries to gather her wits from her place on the turnbuckle, but she doesn't get much of a chance as The Dragon comes back. Unleashing a nasty European Uppercut, Travis follows up by dragging Nakita from the corner and drilling her with a knee to the ribs. He sets her for the Pillar of Flames, but Nakita manages to backdrop him out of it! Travis climbs back to his feet using the ropes, only to be brought right back down, this time with his body crashing down onto the raised knees of Niles with a DOUBLE KNEE BACKBREAKER! Again Niles manages to hook a leg and the referee hits the mat.
ONE!
TWO
T-NO!
TWO
T-NO!
Travis throws a shoulder up! Even with his ribs in pain, The Dragon refuses to stay down just yet! Niles rolls to her knees, staring at the referee in frustration and slapping her hands three times to indicate a three count, but the referee is adamant it was two. Running a hand through her long hair, Nakita's anger is rising as she pushes to her feet and reaches down to drag the wheezing Travis up on wobbly legs....only for him to throw off her arms and connect with a picture perfect PHOENIX TEAR right on her jaw! Now its Nakita's turn to slump and then collapse to the mat, but The Dragon can't take advantage as he's still sucking in wind from those shots to his ribs. Looking at the downed Marine, Levitt instead rolls to the corner, grabbing at the top rope to pull himself up and then planting his feet and doing a cut throat gesture, calling for the Resurrection Kick! Nakita pushes herself up slowly, and just as she reaches her feet Travis charges from the corner, starting to leap for his kick, but Nakita ducks out of the way, and Travis throws on the brakes, stopping himself JUST before he crashes into the referee! The Dragon takes a moment to make sure the relieved referee is okay, and then turns around.....and gets himself hooked and dropped with a SEMPER FI! Nakita quickly hooks a near leg, but it takes a the shaken referee a few moments to realise a count is going on, but finally he spots it and dives into position.
ONE!
TWO
THR-NO!
TWO
THR-NO!
Travis manages to just BARELY force a shoulder up and Nakita can't believe it! Niles glares at the referee in absolute shock, and so she should. Those extra moments may have cost her the match! Nakita glares daggers at the referee, who backs up as she starts to head towards him, letting the official hear her displeasure long and loud. After finally making her point, the Cobb County Marine turns away from he referee and gets wiped out with a RESURRECTION KICK! Travis wastes NO time going for the cover and this time the referee is right there to make the count.
ONE!
TWO
THREE!
~ DING! DING! DING! ~
TWO
THREE!
~ DING! DING! DING! ~
The Dragon slowly rises to his feet, raising an arm high to bask in the adulation of the fans for a moment,his other arm still tightly around his ribs. Behind him Nakita Niles is being checked on by the official, but she shoves him away and rolls out of the ring. Travis may have won tonight, but Nakita can consider herself very unlucky not to be leaving with the win.
WINNER: TRAVIS LEVITT
RESULT: Pinfall (Resurrection Kick)
RESULT: Pinfall (Resurrection Kick)
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The screen then cuts to the “Lair” of the Phantom Troupe within the arena and this is where we find David Striker, already in his wrestling gear, sitting on the couch in the room and checking his phone for something when Dylan comes walking into the faction’s area and plops down in a chair facing him before playfully slapping the other man’s right knee.Dylan Maverick: Oi, you ready for this serious shit to go down here tonight, my brother?
David blanks his phone before tossing it onto the table next to them.
David Striker: Don’t worry, I’m ready for the match.
Dylan Maverick: So what where you looking at when I came in?
David Striker: I was just rereading that one text on Twitter that Jamie sent out before tonight’s card was announced. I’m still trying to figure out what her deal is.
Dylan Maverick: You mean that BS about her saying shit about Jake and how she told him that he wasn’t worth shit or something like that?
David Striker: Yeah, and when I brought it up to Jake, he couldn’t recall her or her even talking to him at all.
Dylan Maverick: Phst, look this Jamie chick is a member of that same bunch of loonies as Lana and Otto, you know…the Legacies? So it’s probably just her trying to blow some nonexistent smoke up your ass for the sole purpose of throwing you off of your game tonight.
David rubs his chin thoughtfully for a moment before slowly nodding in agreement.
David Striker: I can see where you’re coming from on that one, Dylan.
Dylan Maverick: And besides and look at it this way, every so often you’re going to run into someone or someones who believe in their own bloody hype. Some people just really get off on believe that their own shit doesn’t stink to the point where someone has to shove their face into their own piles to make them choke on that harsh reality of it all.
David Striker: Okay…
Dylan Maverick: A tad on the overly graphic side of things, I know but it got the point across didn’t I?.....or do I need to get out the balloon animals again?
David looks at Dylan in disbelief for a couple of long moments before David finally snorts back a laugh and the two start to break down into perils of laughter that last for a few seconds before finally David managed to stop laughing long enough at which point simply mock glares at his stablemate.
David Striker: You’re an *ASS*!
Dylan Maverick: I know, I know. But the more important thing is that do you know that it?
David slowly but firmly nods in agreement.
David Striker: I do, thanks for the pep talk, Dylan.
Dylan Maverick: Good, now that’s covered. Get up and get out there because it’s showtime!
David nods as he stands up and grabs his ring coat and heads out of the locker room, Dylan quick on his heels as the camera cuts to ringside.
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Match #4/Singles
David Striker vs. Jamie Austin
~DING! DING! DING!~
As soon as the bell sounded, Jamie didn’t bother with the traditional lock-up as she nailed David with a hard right hand. The smirk that was on her face faded when David looked right back at her, a smirk of his own resting on his face. While his head had turned, briefly, it was almost as if the hit didn’t phase him as he swiftly nailed her with a spinning heel kick, sending her stumbling back. A look of irritation crossed Austin’s face as she held her chin where the kick had connected. She quickly grabbed him, nailing a snap DDT that spiked him down hard. She was quick back to her feet, frustrated when she saw Striker getting back to his feet as well. Jamie charged at him, going for a hard lariat, but David ducked under her only to nail her in the back with a hard dropkick, sending her slamming into the turnbuckles in front of them. He grabbed her for a back to belly suplex, but she threw a few well timed elbows behind her, nailing him in the side of the head and causing him to release her. Jamie took David down with a spinning lariat, determined to give herself a breather.
Being able to do just that gave Austin the chance to get her wits about her before she helped Striker to his feet, whipping him into the ropes once she did so. She went for a big boot when he came back her way, but he was able to grab her leg and shook his head before spinning her around. Dizzy for a brief second, Jamie was caught off guard when David nailed her with a vicious The Divorce Court! Striker pulled Austin back to her feet, looking for The Death Penalty, but she was able to counter the move with a reverse Russian leg sweep. They both hit the mat, and Austin pulled herself over to the ropes in order to pull herself up. She saw Striker coming at her and thought quickly on her feet, hitting him with a standing dropkick to put some space between them. Once she was able to take a second for a breather, she got him up only to hit him with Snake, Rattle, and Roll! Jamie slowly climbed the ropes and took a quick glance at David before leaping off of the ropes, executing a beautiful New Aged Legacy! She pinned him, and the referee slid down to the mat to make the count.
ONE…!!!
TWO…!!!
THREE…!!!
~ DING! DING! DING!~
TWO…!!!
THREE…!!!
~ DING! DING! DING!~
Madoka Kawada: Here is your winner…JAMIE AUSTIN!
Winner: Jamie Austin
Result: Pinfall (New Aged Legacy)
Result: Pinfall (New Aged Legacy)
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We cut backstage to find Dakota Winters standing there with a microphone in hand and a smile on her face.Dakota Winters: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time… she is the New Frontier Wrestling Champion, Stacy Jones.
The camera pans out a little as Stacy Jones appears on camera beside the interviewer with the NFW Championship over her shoulder. Before Winters has a chance to ask her first question, Jones leans into the microphone as she locks eyes with the interviewer.
Stacy Jones: Dakota? You know I love you and I’m sure you have a few questions to ask me. But as far as tonight goes? It would probably be best if you just gave me the microphone and take a break.
Winters is a little taken aback at first as The Unbreakable One has never turned down an interview with her before, however she obliges with a nod and proceeds to hand the microphone over before then disappearing off camera.
Stacy Jones: You know… as NFW Champion… of course I accept that I have a lot of enemies. After all… I have the one thing that everyone on the Trauma roster wants… the NFW Championship…
Jones glances down at the championship over her shoulder briefly before glaring back into the camera.
Stacy Jones: ...but I REFUSE to accept that I am not a real champion! I am sick and tired of being undermined and looked down upon just because I am not a member of Legacies or that my fucking last name isn’t Corvin!
She readjusts the championship over her shoulder a little.
Stacy Jones: Lana Corvin?! Whether you like it or not! Your word isn’t fucking gospel! What you say about everyone else on this roster who is either currently a champion that isn’t you or who used to be a champion?! Isn’t… fucking… gospel! No! It’s nothing but hot air! Because you are nothing but a narcissistic, spoiled fucking brat who believes her shit doesn’t stink and that everyone around you that isn’t part of your group or that shares your last name is beneath you!
Jones scoffs.
Stacy Jones: You need to get it through that thick ego-filled head of yours that every single fucking person who has ever stepped foot between those ropes? They deserve to be there! That they have worked their ASSES OFF to be here! That your little Legacies group AREN’T the only members of this roster who are great at what they do! That they’re not the only ones who deserve to be where they are! I have been in this business for fifteen fucking years, Lana! FIFTEEN! And I’ve been wrestling overall for damn near twenty! That’s over half of my fucking life that I have dedicated to this business! For over half of my life I have spilled copious amounts of my blood, my sweat and my tears for this business! I’ve almost been wrestling longer than you have been alive so don’t you DARE sit behind your fucking computer or phone and tweet about me not being a REAL champion!
The NFW Champion then appears to get an idea.
Stacy Jones: In fact… I fucking DARE you to say to my face right here tonight when we meet in that ring in just a few moments that I am not a REAL champion! Because I will fucking show you WHY I am a real champion! I will fucking show you WHY I am the current reigning defending NFW Champion! Because I am DONE being disrespected by undeserving petty brats who think it’s cool to act like a child rather than respect this business that I have put EVERYTHING into!
The Unbreakable One is practically seething now.
Stacy Jones: Dakota?!
The interviewer quickly arrives back on the scene and without looking at her or saying a word, Jones hands the microphone back to her before taking her leave as we cut elsewhere.
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Main Event/Singles
Champion vs. Champion
Lana Corvin vs. Stacy Jones
~ Ding Ding Ding ~
Stacy and Lana move in closer to each other and Stacy hits her fast and hard, showing more aggression than usual or, indeed, since a Wargames match against the Children of Nephilim in Hybrid the first time that company was active. Lana tries to fight back and she and Stacy start trading shots, Stacy, Lana, Stacy, Lana, Stacy, Lana, Stacy, Lana, Stacy, Lana, Stacy, Lana. As the two hammer away at each other, .Adrianna Salavatore and Cherry Blackman step through the curtain and slowly start walking towards the ring. Lana goes for a big lariat and Stacy catches her arm, pulling her into a backslide.
ONE!
TWO!
LANA KICKS OUT!
TWO!
LANA KICKS OUT!
Stacy catches her getting up with a knee to the gut. Lana recoils and Stacy pulls her into an inside cradle.
ONE!
TWO!
REVERSAL!
ONE!
TWO!
STACY KICKS OUT!
TWO!
REVERSAL!
ONE!
TWO!
STACY KICKS OUT!
The two start to their feet and Lana gets Hecate’s Dagger. Stacy starts to go down and Lana catches her, pulling her into a Murder Flight. Stacy goes down and Lana covers.
ONE!
TWO!
STACY KICKS OUT!
TWO!
STACY KICKS OUT!
Just then, Crystal Hilton zooms right by the other two members of Legacies and grabs Lana by the ankles. She yanks Lana out to the floor, where Lana, .Adrianna and Cherry all attack Crystal. Stacy jumps out at them. The three of them start to overpower Stacy and Crystal. Suddenly, Ashley Kenyon rushes in and jumps into the fight. The referee shakes his head and turns, calling for the bell throwing the match out.
~ Ding Ding Ding ~
Stacy and Ashley fight with Adrianna and Cherry while Crystal fights with Lana. Security tries to step in but none of the six pay them any mind at all and just keep fighting even as the show goes off the air.
Seth Ernst: This match is gonna be thrown out! Security’s gonna try to get this under control!
Miranda Augustino: Dios mio!
Lucas Knox: You’d think after Funeral Derangements, Legacies would have had their bloodlust sated!
Seth Ernst: This is opening up a whole new war, Lucas!
Miranda Augustino: Bet your ass!! We gotta cut! We’re outta time! See y’all next week!
Winner: N/A
Result: No Contest
Result: No Contest
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