Post by Steven Brody, CEO on Mar 5, 2024 15:23:24 GMT -8
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CHRIS MATTHEWS: I stand here to talk about what happened at Rise of Legends. You all saw me there backstage, and I was talking about what I wanted to do there. I could've gone down to the ring and interfered to take the championship. I would've let them fight it off until I was ready to pick up the scraps, but I didn't. Why? Because I didn't need to. But I wanted them to be at their best so when it was my turn, I could have them at their best.
He stayed in the middle of the ring as the fans were cheering his name loudly. His eyes focus on the fans and smile.
CHRIS MATTHEWS: Tanja, you won. For that, I want to say, congratulations. I knew you could do it. But guess what? You still have me in your headlights, and everyone knows I'm not the type to stay away. I could sit here and salt the wounds you endured at Rise of Legends, but I won't. Tanja, I'm going to keep saying it because I know I never get tired of hearing it. But last time we met, I planted your face into the mat, and I promise that I'm going to do it again. But I can promise you this time that I'm not just going to finish you off, I'm going to make sure that every drop of blood spills out of you and onto the mat.
He points at the camera and gives off a slight little smirk.
CHRIS MATTHEWS: I want you to be at your freshes, Tanja. I want you to be at your best. Because when I finally get my hands on you, I'm taking that Event Horizon Championship. For now, enjoy your little victory. Because I can promise that it won't happen when you face me.
He drops the mic as "God of War" blares over the PA system. He gets out of the ring, heads up the stage, gets on the stage, and heads backstage as the scene fades to a Splat ad.
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Darlyn Fajardo: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome…the HYBRID Global Heavyweight Champion…Jessi! Ozborne!
Nick Hanson: Jessi Ozborne is definitely in high spirits after her experience last week at Rise of Legends!
Olivia Mayfaire: Kaya Parker was a grueling and, more importantly, personal challenge for Jessi Ozborne! Among one of the most personal she had ever faced in her career, all told! But she was able to persevere, and walk away with the victory!
Nick Hanson: And with the violent way in which she did it, it’s safe to say that Ozborne definitely shut up a few detractors. Speaking of which…Jim?
Jim Reynolds: Leave me alone…
Ozborne makes her way down the ramp, giving high-fives and “too sweets” to the fans in the front row as she does. She climbs into the ring, unstrapping her title from around her waist and holding it up for all to see as she steps to the second rope. She comes down, grabbing a microphone before signaling for her music to be cut. She then lets the crowd get their reactions out of their system, silencing them before starting things off the way she usually does.
Jessi Ozborne: Hello, Chicago…
Crowd: PAPI’S HOME!!
Jessi Ozborne: Oh come on! We’re a day removed from Queens of Chaos Day! I know y’all can do better than that! I said…HELLO CHICAGO
Crowd: PAPI’S HOME!!
Jessi Ozborne: You’re God! Damn! Right she is! And Papi thinks you and I got a lot to discuss, so without further ado, let’s get down to business!
The crowd gives Jessi a huge cheer as she continues on.
Jessi Ozborne: So what is business, Chicago? Well, let me tell y’all now, business was certainly taken care of last week at Rise of Legends when I smacked Kaya Parker around and retained my HYBRID Global Heavyweight Championship!
Jessi pauses to let the crowd react.
Jessi Ozborne: I said it once, hell I’ve said it maybe a thousand times, so this will be the last time I say it: Kaya Parker was a sister to me, and when she did what she did in Zion, it felt like this large, dark cloud was looming over me. But I put that chapter to bed last week when I made her pass out in the middle of this ring, and ever since then the skies haven’t been brighter!
Jessi takes a moment to collect herself, almost as if saying those words out loud, more than last week’s match, finally gave her some closure.
Jessi Ozborne: But that’s all in the past, and in this business one week can equate to a century! It’s ancient history at this point! It’s time to get to the here and now, and you know that when it comes to Jessi Ozborne, the moment that business is taken care of, is the moment when business has only just begun to pick up! And I think it’s become very obvious what business I wanna pick up at this point, ladies and germs!
The crowd gives a cheer of approval, seemingly liking where she’s going with this.
Jessi Ozborne: See, there’s a phrase that came into being almost out of nowhere, that relates heavily to what I have been striving for since last year. What my ambitions have led me too, and that phrase has been aptly named…finishing the story. Around this time last year, I came out here and told you all that I wanted to become YOUR NFW World Champion. Only 6 months later, I got that opportunity, and admittedly…I failed.
Jessi pauses.
Jessi Ozborne: I failed, and I can tell you right now, everything that Alastair Frost said about my failure was absolutely true. I wasn’t in the right headspace at the time. I wasn’t in the best place mentally. I took my eye off the ball, and it cost me
…But what struck me as awfully odd, is that those were the only things he had to say about why I couldn’t beat him.
Not a single knock on my ability. No claims about him being the superior athlete, or the better wrestler. Not a single thing said about how good I am between these ropes. Why is that? Because he knows, just like everyone else knows, that I am one of the goddamn best wrestlers to ever step foot in a ring!
The crowd pops, as Jessi’s words pick up in intensity.
Jessi Ozborne: Instead all he had to say revolved around how my focus was off! As if that’s all it takes for someone like him to beat someone like me! Well, Alastair, I know you’re watching this from somewhere, so let me ask you something…
Jessi removes her shades, staring right into the lens of a nearby camera with an eerie determination.
Jessi Ozborne: Do these look like the eyes of someone who isn’t focused…?
Jessi puts her shades back on before turning back to the crowd.
Jessi Ozborne: That skip in your heartbeat isn’t lying to ya. This is it. You wanna talk about finishing stories? Well the final chapter is now upon us! I am staking my claim! I am coming for my throne! I will stop at absolutely NOTHING until I am the new NFW World Champion! That’s not a threat, that’s a promise! And when the World’s Finest makes a promise, she damn well delivers!
Jessi raises her microphone, leaving the fans to finish her closing catchphrase!
Crowd: YOU’RE! FUCKING! WELCOME!
Jessi Ozborne: Happy belated Queens of Chaos Day, Chicago. You’re fucking welcome.
With that, Jessi drops her microphone, leaving the ring and backing up the ramp!
Nick Hanson: Jessi Ozborne making a hell of a statement tonight, if I do say so myself!
Olivia Mayfaire: She has been chasing this World Championship dream for over a year now! Could this be the beginning of her finally living it?
Jessi walks up the ramp, catching the hands of all the fans she missed on the way to the ring. She raises her arms at the top of the rampway as we fade.
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Match #1/Singles
Christina Olson vs. Keiji Sugiwara
The two fighters stare at each other for a moment, then back up and begin circling.
Christina breaks into a run and again attempts to kick Keiji’s head off. He catches the foot and spins her around, booting Olson in the back of the head. She stumbles forward as Keiji whips himself back to the ropes, returning to Olson in a baseball slide that knocks her backwards. Christina lands on her back and rolls up just in time to barely sidestep a thrusting side kick. Christina grabs the leg and drives her elbow into Keiji’s knee before bringing her own knee up into the back of his joint. Keiji doesn’t even get a chance to react before Christina shoves him onto his back. Keiji kips up…
… Right into a shining wizard. The man drops like a ton of bricks. Christina attempts a cover but Keiji rolls aside all the way to the safety of the ropes.
The Last Emperor pulls himself up by the ropes and warily watches Christina, who paces behind the referee. Slowly he leaves the safety of the cables and Olson bolts at him, only for Keiji to take her down with a drop toe hold. As soon as she hits the mat, Keiji jumps up and attempts an elbow drop on the back of Olson’s head, but this time she rolls out of the way. Keiji yelps in pain at the impact as Olson rises, narrowly rolling away as she attempts to field goal kick him between the eyes. Still on the mat, Keiji darts at her legs and pulls them from under her. He attempts to mount her for a series of forearm smashes but Olson gets her feet up against his chest and thrusts him off.
Both wrestlers are obviously growing frustrated at the situation, angrily pacing the mat after they rise. Olson looks down for a split second and Keiji sets upon her, grabbing her arm while thrusting his knee into her gut. He slings her to the ropes, attempting a roundhouse kick. Olson ducks and runs past, stopping to kick a boot backwards into Keiji’s spine, but the Last Emperor is too quick and spins to catch the limb. Olson grabs him by the shoulders and jumps up, driving her other knee into his chest.
Christina dives onto the man for another pin attempt by Keiji kicks his legs up and wraps them around her neck. He begins pounding her on top of her skull as Olson frantically attempts to break free. Finally, he releases his legs’ vice hold on her and stomps Christina in the face, forcing her back. The man leaps up and Christina lunges forwards in an attempt at a lariat, but Keiji stoops and lets her pass. Olson whips off the ropes and returns to a stunning rabbit punch to the face. Keiji yanks the woman close and lifts her, dropping her in a brainbuster. Olson spills to her back and Keiji lays across her for a pin.
One…
T–
T–
Olson thrusts a shoulder up, refusing to give in. Keiji pulls the woman up and whips her to the ropes. He greets her with a Yakuza kick, but Olson is able to stop before impact, smiling at Keiji who looks shocked. Christina kicks the leg holding him up backwards and, as Keiji starts to fall forwards, wraps her arm around his head and sends him down in a full DDT.
Keiji bounds off the catch, dazed at the impact and growing exhausted from the constant movement. His only solace is hearing Christina panting from exhaustion as well. He feels Christina’s arms around his waist and she attempts to send him backwards in a suplex but Keiji wraps a leg behind hers, stopping the move. He sends an elbow back into the side of her head. Turning, the larger fighter grabs Christina by the scalp and begins to hammer her in the face with a closed fist. Finally, he catapults her to the ropes. But instead of just hitting them, Olson jumps.
Olson takes flight off the top rope, coming down on Keiji with a tornado DDT. The Emperor’s head bangs off the mat and he sprawls onto his back, but this isn’t enough for the Firestarter. Instead, she scales a ringpost and launches off in the finisher that gave her her nickname, the Firestarter Shooting Star Press. She lands atop Keiji, rolling his slack body up for a pin.
One…
Two…
THREE!
Two…
THREE!
Christina pops up, letting the referee raise her arm. Keiji slowly stirs, rolling from the ring and trudging backstage as the victor climbs the turnbuckles and greets her cheering fans.
Winner: Christina Olson
Result: Pinfall (Firestarter)
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Ashley Kenyon: Oh shit, Tanja, didn’t see you there.
Tanja Devereaux was heading to do a commitment with her spiritual advisor Celeste and she stopped when she took note of Ashley Kenyon almost bumped into her. Tanja chuckles lightly as she sees a face she recognizes. Her thick Cajun slipped out.
Tanja Devereaux: Well, well…Has been a long time hasn’t it.
Ashley Kenyon: Where y’at?
She grins knowing how that would sound to most people not from New Orleans.
Tanja smirked as she came out to have Ashley see her properly. She was happy that the one she shared her body with wasn’t with her when she was talking with Ashley.
Tanja Devereaux: I am behind ya chere Ashley. What brings ya about these parts? Ya not the usual one I see floating about.
Ashley Kenyon: Got an “interview” set up with Raseri that I’m pretty sure will not go nicely. Would be worse if Bethy and Jezzy were here but, ya know, Bethy’s at home making more Montgomerys and Jezzy’s at home making more Devereauxs.
Tanja wasn’t expecting to hear the reference to her cousin’s significant other as she had seen her father’s family occasionally when she was back home in New Orleans.
Tanja Devereaux: Ahh yes, Kristian’s special chere. He has shared some stories about her from time to time and I would see her at the garage occasionally.
Ashley shrugs.
Ashley Kenyon: He’s a good guy, better than some of the ones I dated, that’s for sure. Keep knockin’ ‘em dead, Champ.
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Backstage at the Vlad Blackheart Memorial Coliseum, Zoey Madigan-Star is finishing up the lacing of her boots in the locker room. She’s only partially seen; it’s not as if NFW is taking up voyeurism and just giving an open-air view into the womens’ locker room. But it’s hard to mistake those long legs and that sweet, captivating voice which, as usual, is tinged with some stress at the moment.
And standing outside the locker room is that same large, broad figure dressed all in black. The black hood of their Under Armour sweatshirt is up and they’re wearing some manner of face mask to hide the lower part of their face. It wouldn’t surprise anyone to know that they’re wearing shades under it, either, would it?
Zoey Madigan-Star: Already had to pay a considerable amount to the boss-lady because of your protective nature. But-
Her foot is taken off the bench and, after a few moments, she opens the door and walks out of the locker room in all her black-and-purple glory. The figure immediately pushes off the wall and turns to face her, having several inches on the young woman. He nods deeply, though, as a means of indicating understanding. Zoey nods back, but can’t help but hide a giggle behind the back of her gloved hand.
Zoey Madigan-Star: You know, you really don’t have to be stone silent all the time. But then again, all things considered-
She pauses to look around, then back up at the mystery man.
Zoey Madigan-Star: -it’s probably for the best. For now. You’re still recovering from what happened a few weeks ago. I’ve still got lumps myself. All in all, she took it well, wouldn’t you say?
The mystery man rubs the back of their head a little, which is still tender from the aforementioned “lumps”. Zoey laughs again, albeit more lightly. She puts her top hat on, adjusts her gloves, and draws her wand out of thin air.
Zoey Madigan-Star: Regardless, I’ll be happy to have you out there with me tonight. Just be careful, okay? We don’t want another incident. You’re not a stranger to how wrestling is, though it’s a bit wilder than you probably recall. So keep that in mind, along with the correct notion that I can take care of myself… even if it IS nice to have another set of eyes watching my back.
Again the figure nods and, with that, the two turn and make their way down the hall towards the arena proper.
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Janie Grayson: So Rise of Legends didn’t go exactly how Cat and I had hoped it would. She’s taking some time away to deal with it because she feels guilty over being the one that got pinned. However, Thicc Attack is going to remain a strong presence on Collision now that Skylar and Kali have joined us.
Janie paused for a second, looking at her new teammates before continuing.
Janie Grayson: And I’m looking forward to seeing them in action tonight as I’m sure so many others are as well. I know they’re going to kick some major ass.
Janie looked to the two newest members again as if she were opening the floor to them. Skylar’s bright smile came to her face as she stepped forward, an excited look as she did.
Skylar Carsons: I don’t want to take up too much time tonight, but I’m looking forward to debuting in NFW inside of the ring. I’ve been in a couple of places, and unfortunately things didn’t work out with them for one reason or another. That’s nothing on them by any means, but I’ve heard and seen great things from NFW. Trust me when I say that Collision, and the Alliance division, doesn’t know what’s going to hit them! However, with that said…
Skylar paused for a minute, a serious look coming across her face as she looked into the camera.
Skylar Carsons: Chris Matthews…I see that you’re here as well. Don’t think I’ve forgotten about the unfinished business we have together. We have a match that we never got to have, so when you’re ready, I’d be more than willing to have it here! Now then…anything you want to say, Kali?
The camera focused on Bates as Carsons looked over at her, the smile back on her face as she did.
Kali Bates:[/b] You’re not ready.
With that, the trio began walking down the hall. The camera remained focused on them until they disappeared from view, and the feed cut to whatever was next.
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Match #2/Singles
Cait Flanagan vs. Zoey Madigan-Star
The fellow outside the ring is amused, too, as his shoulders shake with laughter. The only person NOT having fun is Cait, who kicks out of the pin at one and rolls out of the ring, kicking the steps in frustration. Zoey takes a bow in the ring, but Cait grabs her ankle and trips her up, pulling her out of the ring! She whips Zoey hard into the steps, but Zoey leaps atop them and moonsaults off! Cait ducks under and runs forward, throwing a back kick into Zoey’s midsection, but her running knee is avoided and Zoey grabs a hangwoman’s neckbreaker! A whip into the barricade is reversed and Cait drives a hard knee into Zoey’s midsection as the man in black approaches slowly. Cait sends Zoey into the ring and dares the mystery man to take a shot, which the referee immediately warns him away from. Rudely gesturing in his direction, Cait rolls back into the ring and lands a few kicks to a still-downed Zoey before Irish whipping her into the ropes and delivering a Thesz press followed by a barrage of right hands! Again the referee warns Cait about her roughhouse tactics but she ignores the zebra and pulls Zoey up by the hair. A hair-mare drops Zoey back to a seated position and Cait drives a couple knees into the back, followed by pulling her up for an inverted DDT and going for the pin, getting two.
Cait whips Zoey into the buckles and hits a running European uppercut, winding up for a second one. Zoey moves aside this time with Cait stopping herself before going boobs-first into the buckles. Zoey wants a German suplex, but Cait flips out of this and hits a backcracker! Reversing her own Irish whip, she sends Zoey brutally into the buckles and hits the ropes, seeking the Sweet Escape! Zoey grabs the ropes, though, and Cait stumbles forward a few steps! She turns and charges, going for a clothesline, but Zoey ducks! A back elbow connects and Zoey moves to Irish whip the Irishwoman, but Cait reverses! She goes for a short-arm clothesline but Zoey evades again, nailing the Walk of Shame for a close near-fall! The man in black slams a fist on the apron repeatedly, getting the fans to make some noise as Zoey starts to take over. She lines up a few forearm shots of her own before whipping Cait into the ropes, the Million Dollar Baby narrowly ducking a spinning hook kick! Zoey goes for the Trap Chamber but Cait throws her off and hits a big boot that sends the magician falling into the ropes! Cait charges and a back body drop sends her over the ropes… but she lands on her feet! She grabs the hair of Zoey and pulls her into a modified rear naked choke over the ropes! A desperation jawbreaker lets Zoey shake loose and Cait, holding her jaw, kicks at the man in black, who almost goes after her before the referee, AND Zoey, warn him off!
That’s the opening Cait was looking for, and she enters the ring, attacking Zoey from behind and applying the Silencer! Zoey flails a bit, but after some grasping at air she backs Cait hard into the buckles once, twice, three times to break out of the hold! Cait wants it again but Zoey instead snares her in Sorcerous Whispering! Cait is the one in trouble now, trying to power out of the judo choke… and finally managing to do so by biting Zoey’s ear! Spitting blood on the canvas after she has broken free, the Million Dollar Baby dares Zoey to come at her, and just like that both women are throwing fists hard, Zoey’s ear noticeably bleeding! A few shots to that ear stun her and Cait moves in deliver the Irish Goodbye, but Zoey breaks out before she can lock the fingers! A double-knee armbreaker has Cait shaking out her right arm and Zoey immediately snares the damaged wing, looking for Spellbound! Cait twists out of this in much the same fashion as Zoey slipped the Irish Goodbye, delivering a headbutt to the bridge of Zoey’s nose! Trying to shake it off, Zoey shoves Cait back when she lunges again, and on the rebound, Zoey headbutts Cait, causing her nose to bleed! Cait, though, loves that and it’s back to the two women throwing forearm shots ferociously! Cait goes for the ear again and Zoey shoves her off, leaving herself open for another Irish Goodbye attempt! The fist-pounding of the man in black on the outside briefly distracts Cait, who turns around to yell at them, giving Zoey the opening she needs to slip out and boot Cait in the bread basket, grabbing her arm and nailing the Seeing Stars for the one-two-three!
Cait, her shoulder up a hair after the three-count, is back on her feet in a hurry. The referee barely gets a chance to raise Zoey’s arm before Cait shoves her aside and confronts the flabbergasted official, demanding to know why the count was, in her estimation, fast! Zoey, looking on incredulously, decides to let it slide and shrugs before turning to leave the ring… only for Cait to turn and attack from behind! She knocks Zoey down and mounts her, firing fists at that worsening ear wound!
Nick Hanson: Oh no!!!! Cait Flanagan giving Zoey Madigan-Star the what for!
Olivia Mayfaire: Being a sore loser, Nicky!
Jim Reynolds: This match should continue! She kicked out! That ref fast counted!
At that point, the man in black rolls into the ring and grabs Cait around the waist, pulling her away from Zoey who he immediately checks on! The fans are in an uproar again and, despite the referee trying to get the situation under control, Cait moves to attack the man who got between her and her fighting partner! She lowers clubbing shots to the back and shoulders as the man pushes to get back to his feet, only for Zoey to come in with a vicious Yakuza kick, sending Cait sprawling! When the Million Dollar Baby sees that both Zoey and her protector are both on their feet and staring her way, she rolls out of the ring with a snarl, pointing at both of them and screaming that this isn’t over! Zoey moves to hold the ropes for her to come back in, though the man gently draws her back, getting between her and the sight of Cait, who taunts Zoey as she backs up the ramp, “Better Without You” playing in the background!
Nick Hanson: Well, however you wanna see it, folks, Cait Flanagan just sent a message to The Magical Maiden!
Jim Reynolds: A strong message!
Olivia Mayfaire: Oh shut up, Jim!
Winner: Zoey Madigan-Star
Result: Pinfall (Seeing Stars)
Result: Pinfall (Seeing Stars)
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Shanna Mitchell: The fuck is she doing here?
Ashley smirks.
Ashley Kenyon: Looks like a prison visitation…
Shanna Mitchell: So, it feels like home. Not surprising.
Ashley shrugs.
Ashley Kenyon: I been arrested a few times, yes. Once for beating a motherfucker almost to death on live television… though, that got sorted out without much real trouble. God bless lawyers.
Shanna Mitchell: Oh, so murder is nothing new to you. Again, not surprising. Considering how, ya know, your best friend and her husband were murdered protecting you and your mentally deficient girlfriend.
Ashley just stares at her.
Ashley Kenyon: I wouldn’t call battling home invaders to save their children protecting me and Twoey unless somehow we were going to be next on their list of houses to hit.
Shanna Mitchell: What is it with you leaving kids without their parents? First you failed Aerynn and Shonn. Forcing Sean and Siobhan to be given to Fi and Khary. Like they don’t have enough on their plates already.
Shanna stands up and everyone can just FEEL the air begin to heat up as it becomes obvious that “Raseri” is just under the surface.
Shanna Mitchell: Or, how about the fact that every fucking one of you KNEW that Dean Fucking Matthews could turn at any fucking time. And because of who she as, my mother decided to go out and protect people who didn’t give two fucks about her.
She slams her fist onto the table in full blown rage.
Shanna Mitchell: AND DIED IN THE FUCKING PROCESS!
Shanna growls lowly. Menacingly.
Shanna Mitchell: Died… For. Fucking…. Nothing.
The last word was growled out and fully of hatred and malice.
And absolute RAGE.
Ashley Kenyon: Yeah, I knew all about him. He’s who I damn near beat to death on TV and if Seras Smith hadn’t stopped me, we wouldn’t be having this conversation because I’d be inside a visitation cell for real. And I know what it’s like to see him do shit to do with mothers because of the incident where my mother’s headstone was delivered to the house in Asheville and put through my car’s windshield just to tell me to watch my ass. So, are you mad because everybody that knew him knew he was a timebomb waiting to explode… or that the list of people who knew includes you?
Shanna smirked darkly.
Shanna Mitchell: Yeah, I knew. You wanna know something else I knew, too?
Ashley Kenyon: What’s that?
Shanna Mitchell: I knew not to fuck with him. I knew that he was a ticking-timebomb and I knew to stay the fuck away from him. Even on set for Afterlife, I kept my distance. Why? Because I have twin girls I have to worry about. I have two husbands and a wife to worry about. I had a mother, have a father and brother… To worry about.
She leaned down, pressing her fists into the table. Poor Olivia was stuck between the two women and bouncing her gaze back and forth between them as each spoke.
Shanna Mitchell: Unlike you and the rest of everyone else. Ya’ll worship this piece of shit. Acquiesce to every thing he wanted to do. And don’t even get me started on his cunt of a wife.
Ashley nods slowly.
Ashley Kenyon: Is this when we all suck him off and say the whole “Resistance” thing was ALL about him? Is this when we give him credit for that fight in Hybrid even though there were seven of us on the team and he was only one man?
Shanna laughed.
Shanna Mitchell: Oh you mean the battle where it started with you and Aerynn… And then because it was the All Mighty Uncle’s company at the time, Dean was allowed to dictate what people did? Didn’t take advice from two people in that entire fucking group that had already faced Michael and his Bitch Made Squad of Spooky Goons?
She snorted another laugh.
Shanna Mitchell: And you mean how instead of allowing you and Aerynn to face off against Michael and the Bitch Made Squad, because ya know… You’d already gone against this nut job… No, he takes Little Miss Cupcake Decoration, wraps her in some toilet paper and presents her like the next best thing.
Shanna nodded and then shook her head in disappointment.
Shanna Mitchell: Yeah, let’s talk about how you got pushed aside by Dean and Jessica because they were the “Pretty” couple.
Ashley shrugs.
Ashley Kenyon: Stacy and Kate listened to us. Some of the others, I think wanted other things from him, but what did that matter to me, that was never gonna be Stace, Kate, Twoey or me.
Shanna finally shoved the chair she’d been sitting in away from her. Kicking it so hard that it shattered when it hit the wall behind her. She lifted the table up and out of the way, effectively upheaving Olivia in the process.
Shanna then came face to face with Ashley.
Shanna Mitchell: No. It wasn’t going to be you. It was Aerynn. It was Shonn.
She lowered her head slightly. Giving her the “Kubrick Stare”.
Shanna Mitchell: And it was my mother…
Once again, out of nowhere…
Shanna popped Ashley in the mouth again. Ashley recoils and then fires back on her and the fight is on. Olivia calls for help and security floods into the room, pulling the two combatants apart.
Ashley Kenyon: This ain’t over!
Shanna, while being pulled away from Ashley by security, screams out.
Shanna Mitchell: Far from it, Bitch!!
Security drags them off kicking and screaming, each in an opposite direction.
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Match #3/Tag Team
Thicc Attack vs. Los Ding Dongs
ONE…!
TWO…!!
THREE…!!!
TWO…!!
THREE…!!!
Nick Hanson: A new rendition of the team with the same success!!
Olivia Mayfaire: You love to see it!
Jim Reynolds: Oh, I really do!
Olivia Mayfaire: Oh god… Jim!!
Winners: Thicc Attack
Result: Pinfall (Fox’s Flower)
Result: Pinfall (Fox’s Flower)
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Tanja Devereaux: We have come out of the Rise of Legends PPV with the Event Horizon title as we said that we would. We do give some respect to Abigail that she made a strong attempt against us for the title but like all of the other unworthy members of the living, she came up short for being a worthy champion.
The Cajun placed a hand on the title as the smile remained on her face before her male counterpart and unofficial bodyguard Lucian was handed the title to protect.
Tanja Devereaux: Do not think we have forgotten about you Mr. Matthews. We know that you have your plans for us and try to get into our mind but we know otherwise. He must think he can cleanse Collision and the Event Horizon division of our supposed evil.
Tanja sighed under her breath as Lucian wanted to growl but the Cajun stopped him in doing so by placing a hand on his arm. She released her grip on Lucian’s arm as she gave her opinion on Chris.
Tanja Devereaux: Out way of life isn’t so black and white as Mr. Matthews would like to think. Many of our beliefs and ways of life involve many shades of gray as no one knows which side we will show to the world. We do share a dark side to the world we do admit but we admit that it is only during our time inside the ring, nowhere else. Should we need to do so, we will remind him that we are not the eccentric but kind woman he once knew several years ago.
Lights flickered and turned off briefly and they turned on again, revealing that Tanja and Lucian had disappeared from view.
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Konrad Raab: "I'm very thankful to be wrestling against a man who's known for violence just like me, Johnny Towers. First of all, if you were a guy who secretly accepted my open challenge offer for Collision this week, thank you very much, and I will continue to keep doing open challenges to everyone on this roster who wants to face me whether I've fought you before in other companies or not. The open challenges will always apply every week on this show and for the Ascension Five Supershow because all I want to do is fight, not sit on the sidelines doing nothing. I'm also opening up a challenge for next week's show to face me in the ring; all you have to do is accept, as I'm sure Johnny Towers did."
Konrad's a little tense as he moves his feet around the chair.
Konrad Raab: "Since I got here, I have been interested in the war you have with Killian Oliver with all the blood feud war you both got going on. That's what I love about wrestling is all of that, none of the shit I had experienced elsewhere. It's so raw and impactful that I expect the match to be for both of us. I know it's been some weeks since you last wrestled and had to team with Killian, but I'm giving you everything I got, and I expect the same in return because if you wanted this match against me, bring all the hardcore violence towards me."
Nodding to respect Johnny Towers, he remembered the recent matches Johnny Towers had in New Frontier Wrestling.
Konrad Raab: "While I respect everything you've done in your career in this company, you're sliding down the ladder as of late, losing quite a few matches. That isn't to say you're not a good wrestler; you are, and I know if this were a hardcore match, we'd beat the living daylights out of each other and use a weapon that nobody has ever seen in this company. But if you think you're going to get a win over me, you're dead wrong, pal, because I will make you work for it. Sure, my match with Jason Gray was an opponent people have beaten before, but not many people have defeated you here, and you're the biggest threat of an opponent I've had since I got here."
Konrad moves his legs and arms around, looking ready for a fight.
Konrad Raab: "I want this to be a straight-up fight between us without Killian coming in and beating you down. I want your focus to be entirely on me as hard as Killian has been bothering you; focus on unleashing your violence at me, use your anger you have for Killian towards me, and I will embrace it, but I will bring just that much violence towards you because you're getting Konrad at his best. After all, I respect your abilities as a wrestler. But it's because of Killian that I'm going to end up winning this match, and I need some wins to my name, just as much as you do, but the difference is I need them because I want a title shot and to win one, but I need to unleash my aggression and violence to get there with you. I expect you to trash me and accept them, but I will beat you down and win this match because I have no distractions that can cause me to lose the match as much as you do. Because Burned In Blood, Konrad Raab is here to stay."
Konrad stood up and left the locker room as the cameras went elsewhere backstage before Konrad Raab faced Johnny Towers in what would be a violent match.
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Match #4/Singles
Johnny Towers vs. Konrad Raab
Coming back from a commercial, Konrad Raab is standing in the ring, while Johnny Towers is pacing the outside, sneering and spitting at the ground and barely giving Raab any attention. Finally Boxcar gets sick and tired of waiting, and demands Towers get in the ring. Johnny responds with a two finger salute but makes his way to the steps. Waving at Raab to back up, he starts to climb the ringsteps, reaching the apron, and moving to climb into the ring….
Towers eyes widen as ‘Break Stuff’ by Limp Bizkit echoes around the arena, and from the back out steps Killian Oliver! Oliver makes a beeline down the ramp, and Towers quickly hops into the ring, but keeps his eyes on Oliver. Killian stops next to the steps to wave at him, and then points behind him, and Towers turns around to be greeted by a big right hand from Raab, as Boxcar calls for the bell!
Raab keeps up the advantage with some big right hands, pushing Towers back into the corner and unleashing some knife edge chops, while at ringside Oliver makes his way to the commentators desk, grabbing the headset off of Nick Hanson’s head
Jim Reynolds: And it seems Killian Oliver is going to be giving us his expert analysis for this match.
Olivia Mayfare: He’s already got my appreciation for saving us from Nick’s drivel.
Killian Oliver: I do what I can to save the show, Liv. I’d take Jim’s headset too, but then who would actually watch the match. Actually, why is anyone watching a match with Johnny Towers in it?
Back in the ring, Raab grabs Towers arm, whipping him across the opposite corner and then charging in, looking for a corner clothesline, but Towers ducks to the side, and Raab crashes into the turnbuckles. He staggers back a few steps and gets drilled with an enziguri from Towers that puts him down. Towers sits up and wipes at his jaw from the earlier big shots before looking out at commentary, where Killian gives him a small wave. Towers climbs to his feet and stares daggers at Killian for a moment but then turns back to grab Raab, who suddenly seizes him and yanks Towers head straight down into the middle turnbuckle.
Killian Oliver: See, that was such a rookie mistake. You take your eyes off your opponent, and a veteran like Konrad jumps on those chances. Be better Johnny.
Raab backs up a few steps as Towers climbs back to his feet, only to eat a clothesline from Raab, sending him right over the top rope and to ringside. Towers stumbles up at ringside, using the commentary table for assistance, but that just brings him into eye contact with Oliver again, who leans back and puts his feet up on the desk while smiling at Towers. Johnny scowls and starts yelling at Oliver, who tilts his head slightly as if listening to him but behind Towers, Raab appears again, forearming Johnny in the back of the head, and then slamming his head down on the desk. Konrad gives Oliver a look, but then seizes Johnny by the scruff of his neck, pulls him back to the ring, and rolls him in under the bottom rope.
Olivia Mayfare: And this match has been controlled by Raab. It's almost like Johnny is distracted by something.
Killian Oliver: Probably trying to figure out which eyeliner he forgot to put on today.
Raab follows Towers into the ring, grabbing the rising Towers around the waist with a rear waistlock, only to eat an elbow to the face. Raab’s grip only loosens slightly but its enough for Towers to grab his head and drop down with a jawbreaker that drops Raab to the mat. Towers is quickly back to his feet, backing up a few steps, and as Raab climbs up, he gets dropped with a Discus Lariat! Raab twists on impact to deflect some of the blow, but it still hits hard enough to put him down, and Towers hooks a leg as he goes for the cover.
ONE
TW–NO!
TW–NO!
Raab throws his wrist over the bottom rope!
Killian Oliver: Oh come on Johnny. Ring positioning! This guy’s supposed to be good, isn’t he?
Jim Reynolds: Well, he did fight for the world title two months ago.
Killian Oliver: And lost. Says it all right there.
Towers climbs to his feet, watching as Raab starts to push up, and Towers stomps down on his back again, before dropping an elbow to the back of Raab’s neck. Towers is picking up the momentum, and he turns to charge the ropes, bouncing back for something, but Raab seizes the moment to grab the ropes and roll out of the ring. Raab stumbles around ringside for a moment, while in the ring Towers backs up, hits the ropes again, and as Raab comes around the corner, Towers flies over the top rope and crashes down on Raab with a plancha! Towers lands on his feet, taking the last few steps to end up right in front of the commentary desk, with his eyes once again on Killian Oliver.
Killian Oliver: Sorry Johnny. I can’t give you any tips right now. I’m busy working over here.
Towers merely scowls and then turns to grab Raab, pulling Burned in Blood up, and then slamming his head on the apron before pushing him into the ring. Towers hops up on the apron, and then spots Raab crawling away to get some space and grins, grabbing the top rope and starting to climb the turnbuckles. He reaches the top, and turns back to look towards KO, before giving Oliver a two fingered salute!
Killian Oliver: Hey now! That wasn’ very nice. What have I done to deserve that?
Jim Reynolds: Well, I mean….
Killian Oliver: One more word Jim, and I’m taking your headset too.
Johnny turns back towards Raab as he pushes up, bent over and on wobbly feet and Towers sails off for his Call U Next Tuesday but Raab suddenly pops up and Johnny crashes and burns! Towers bounces up from the sheer force of the impact, and Raab seizes him from behind, and then drives him into the mat with The Burn Pin bridging their bodies on impact as Boxcar slides in to make the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!!
TWO!
THREE!!
Darlyn Fajardo: Here is your winner...KONRAD...RAAB!!
At ringside Oliver stands up and applauds, while still cackling over Johnny’s missed splash.
Killian Oliver: Well, that was definitely worth coming down to watch. What a shocking loss for Johnny Towers!
Olivia Mayfare: Take nothing away from Konrad Raab here. He came in looking to keep his momentum going, and he has done just that.
Jim Reynolds: Of co—
Whatever Jim was going to say is lost as Killian yanks the headset off his head, and pointing at him.
Killian Oliver: I warned you. Anyway, Olivia, pleasure as always. I’ve seen enough tonight.
And with that Killian takes off his own headset, dropping them both on the desk and then stepping around ringside. Passing Towers who has dragged himself into a seated position in the corner, Oliver gives him a mocking clap and then laughs and keeps on walking, while Raab celebrates with his arm raised in the ring.
Olivia Mayfaire: Well the match was solid! Hey welcome back, Nick! You alright?
Nick Hanson: Yeah yeah...
Jim Reynolds: Missed ya buddy!
Nick Hanson: I'm sure you did.
As things settle down from the match, the camera pans across the front row of the crowd, showing the amped up fans, cheering for Konrad Raab's victory. All but one, it seems; a tattooed man sitting in his seat amidst the fans on their feet, simply watching the activity in the ring with a look of silent inquiry in his eyes.
Olivia Mayfaire: Listen to this crowd after that one, boys!
Nick Hanson: They're definitely letting Raab hear their appreciation!
Jim Reynolds: Well that guy in the front doesn't seem too excited to be here.
Winner: Konrad Raab
Result: Pinfall (The Burn Pin)
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Risa Lemon: WHAT’S UP NFW UNIVERSE?!
The crowd roars their approval as Risa grins, slapping the plate of the title wrapped around her waist.
Risa Lemon: At Rise of Legends II, I called my shot. I told everyone that I would be the one to climb the ladder and retrieve the Silver Mountain Championship, and while I technically DID do that… I didn’t do it in exactly the way I’d planned.
The Asian superstar chuckles as she points up to the ‘Tron, showing a clip from the end of her Tables, Ladders, and Chairs match at the mentioned PPV. The shot shows Risa dangling from the belt, her legs kicking as Cass sets up a ladder and ascends to the top. The Queen of Bows shakes her head frantically before the Headliner leaps, spearing her to the mat below with a massive crash! Risa is revealed to have hung onto the title, face contorted in pain as she clutches the Silver Mountain Champion.
Crowd: THANK YOU RISA!!!
The Queen of Bows bows in response before rising back up, the title in one hand as she holds it high over her head to an appreciative pop from the gathered crowd. She slings the title over her shoulder, nodding her head as she paces in front of the mysterious object behind her. Risa turns and looks at it, and smacks her own forehead before pointing back at it with her thumb.
Risa Lemon: I bet you’re all wondering what the heck this is, huh? Well… let me show you!
She walks over to the covering, grabbing it and yanking it back to reveal a wheel!
Risa Lemon: As you all can see, this wheel has 12 different options on it! Every Collision following a successful defense from yours truly will have me coming out to spin this wheel to determine what match type will be used in my next defense! It won’t matter who I’m facing. It won’t even matter if I know who my challenger is! The only stipulation here is that once a match type has been chosen, it will be removed from the wheel and replaced with something else!
She grins, putting her hand on the side of the wheel, giving the camera a wink and a grin, gently rocking the wheel a bit.
Risa Lemon: And there’s no better time than now to determine what type of match I’ll be defending in with my next match!
The Queen of Bows grabs the wheel, and spins it as hard as she can! The clacking sound fills the arena as the crowd watches in silence as it whirls, slowing down after a moment before coming to a stop on…
Risa Lemon: A Lumberjack Match!
The crowd cheers their approval at the match chosen by the wheel, and Risa nods and grins.
Risa Lemon: So, if Sanada truly is my next opponent, or if someone else gets a shot before she does, I will be defending the Silver Mountain Championship in a Lumberjack Match! I can’t wait to see what the wheel continues to decide as my reign continues! I’ve taken up enough of your time tonight. Enjoy the rest of the show!
The Queen of Bows waves to the NFW Universe before heading to the back, the tech pushing the wheel back behind the curtain behind her.
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Ashley Kenyon: So… how’s y’all’s night been goin’?
The Smurfs turn to face the voice and Psycho smiles.
”Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: Aye, alright then. Ye?
Ashley shrugs.
Ashley Kenyon: Had an interview that almost got me arrested with Raseri.
Eavan crosses her arms and rolls her eyes.
Eavan "Sykobitty" Maloney: What did you do this time?
Ashley shrugs, almost laughing despite the obvious anger underneath.
Ashley Kenyon: Listened to her babble until she tried to attack me and fought back. Girl’s fuckin’ gone around the damn bend.
Eavan "Sykobitty" Maloney: Raseri… Robi’s kid, right? If she’s anything like her mother, ain’t no god coming to help whoever gets on her bad side.
”Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: Aye, tha bae Shanna.
Ashley nods knowingly, clearly exasperated.
Ashley Kenyon: I know and my brother is one of her father’s best friends and… here we stand. I’m already on her bad side and ain’t nobody prayin’ for me.
Eavan looks down at herself and realizes she doesn’t have her ‘toys’ with her.
Eavan "Sykobitty" Maloney: Shit, was gonna say you could give her two 50 Cals and have her call you in the morning but… people get testy when I try to bring my birds over state lines. Personally, I wouldn’t be bothered helping to give them a family reunion.
Ashley shrugs.
Ashley Kenyon: They get testy about my Glocks too. On the one hand I almost feel bad for her because I know what it feels like to have your mother torn away from you and feelin’ like somebody should have done something to help her…
She pauses to nod in acknowledgement.
Ashley Kenyon: And ok, I lashed out at anybody that moved for a time too including people who didn’t deserve it… but I have no idea how to pull her out of it.
Eavan "Sykobitty" Maloney: You don’t. Robi knew what she signed up for, and what could happen ultimately. If whatsherface wants to be mad at someone, take it up with the people who took her mother. Do you see me wandering around all crazy-like because my father’s dead? No, because the people around here aren’t responsible, and that’s what she has to learn. Responsibility. Next time you have the misfortune of running into her, send her my way. I’ll smarten the kid up one way or another.
”Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: Trauma an’ grief bae strange drugs, aye?
Ashley nods.
Ashley Kenyon: Yeah, they are and some of us know what other ones feel like too but those are just as addictive sometimes.
Eavan cocks an eyebrow and uncrosses her arms.
Eavan "Sykobitty" Maloney: You want to know why I feel like I do? Years back, Robi took a couple of important people in my life away from me. I followed so I could still have that connection. I became a Shieldmaiden so I could stay close to Alex and Jackie, and Robi hated me for it. Everyone else fell in line, but that ain’t me. Then she fucks off and creates the Wolves. Fast-forward to today, and I’ve got my own charter. Ale’s still running the biggest one, and where’s Robi? Six feet under. And her kid, little miss angry child, is in the same family business. So forgive me if I don’t give a rat’s ass what crawled up her cooch and got her all pissy. Like mother, like daughter, and I mean that in every conceivable way.
Ashley nods.
Ashley Kenyon: I get it, I’d almost bet money that, on some level, her mama wasn’t the biggest fan of me because I didn’t follow Rynn, Sorsh and Eef in even though I have a bike just like Rynn’s…
She pauses for a second.
Ashley Kenyon: Truth be told, I haven’t ridden without Rynn…
Eavan "Sykobitty" Maloney: Get it up to New Egypt, ride with us. Not as a Dove, but as my sister. As Rynn’s sister. You and I, we’ll fuck off anywhere you need to go. For her. For everything you and her have done for me, this is the least I can do if it’ll help us.
Psycho nods.
”Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: Tha bae me as well, Lass.
Ashley smiles gratefully.
Ashley Kenyon: Thanks. Listen, there’s something else around here that I have unfinished business with that I will not be able to handle on my own. If the time comes, y’all up for it?
Eavan smiles and places a hand on Ash’s shoulder.
Eavan "Sykobitty" Maloney: Adventure, danger, you think I’m gonna say no?
”Psycho” Saoirse Maguire: Aye.
Ashley smiles.
Ashley Kenyon: I love you guys.
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Main Event/Tag Team
The Carlton Crew vs. The Regulators
The bell rings with Morgan and Marilyn in one corner, the two conferring before fist-bumping as Morgan steps out onto the apron leaving behind Marilyn. On the other side, Max looks at Barry and smirks, and Barry merely steps out onto the apron. Walker starts to circle the ring, eyes flickering towards Matthews with a cocky little smirk, before he suddenly stops and steps forward, putting his hands behind his back and sticking his jaw out. Marilyn merely raises an eyebrow at the gesture and turns back to look at Morgan….and Max sucker punches her! Walker is quickly slamming fists and forearms into Matthews jaw, before dragging the former World Champion back to her feet, and dragging her to the Crew’s corner. He lands a nasty open handed chop to Marilyn’s chest, before tagging in Barry. Barry slowly steps into the ring, and Max snapmares Marilyn from the corner, grabbing her head to keep her in place as Barry hits the ropes and comes back with a low dropkick to Marilyn’s chest!Mister Mac is slowly upto his feet, watching Marilyn turn over and start to try and crawl for her corner, but he cuts that off by standing over Marilyn, and sitting down right across her back, crushing the harem Harlot beneath his 350 pound body. Barry stays seated for a moment as he stares across at Morgan, and then climbs to his feet, reaching down to pull Marilyn up, just to hook her arm, and raise her eye with a vertical suplex, but he holds her high with ease. Big Barry stands tall with the stalled suplex for a good ten to fifteen seconds before dropping backwards and sending Marilyn crashing to the mat. MacKenzie rolls her over and drapes himself across her chest while looking at the referee.
ONE
TW–NO!
TW–NO!
Marilyn kicks out, and Barry slowly climbs back to his feet, glancing over at Walker who holds out his hand. Big Barry pulls Marilyn up, whipping her into the Carlton Crew’s corner, and then charging in for an avalanche, but Marilyn throws a foot up! Matthews quickly surprises Max with an elbow to the jaw to drop him from the apron, and then charges at the stumbling Barry, leaping up and drilling him with a dropkick that wobbles the big man, but he doesn’t go down! Marilyn is back on her feet, staring at Barry for a long moment and then charging and leaping up, hooking her arm around Barry’s head and pivoting for a tornado DDT, but Barry plants his feet and doesn’t go down. Marilyn senses the momentum of the move has shifted, and turns, reaching out to try and tag to Morgan…..but Payne is suddenly yanked off the apron by Max Walker, and he slams her head into the ringsteps to knock her down, before backing away with a cackle. Marilyn can only stare in shock, but she forgets where she is, and Barry lifts her up and then slams her down with a sitout spinebuster! Instead of going for the pin though, Barry hears Max calling out for him and he nods, climbing back to his feet and stepping over to slap hands with the Motor Mouth himself. Max gestures at Barry to grab Marilyn, and the Big man nods, pulling Marilyn up and quickly dropping her to the mat with a samoan drop, before ducking aside as Max flies off and crashes down with a diving Leg Drop, completing the Fish N Chips! Max lazily covers Marilyn with a cheeky smile.
ONE
T–NO!
T–NO!
Marilyn kicks out with ease due to the lazy cover. Max yells at the referee demanding he count faster but then slowly pushes upto his feet and looks down at the still woozy Matthews with a smirk. Max backs up and bounces on the ball of his feet, waving at Marilyn to get up, and the woozy Duchess complies, getting up on her knees, and Max fires off a left jab to her jaw. He sizes her up, and then hits a second jab, and a third! Walker backs up and winds up his big right hand, swinging it hard….and Marilyn catches the punch, before headbutting Walker right in the stomach. Well. It might have been slightly lower, but the referee didn’t see it so….Walker doubles over in pain, and Marilyn climbs to her feet, until both her and Max are eye-to-eye, and Matthews flips Walker the bird! Max takes a wild swing, that Marilyn easily ducks, and as max turns around, marilyn flips back and lands a perfect Nerf This to his jaw! Max topples like a tree and Marilyn woozily drags herself towards her corner. The crowd are egging her on as Morgan Payne pops up onto the apron, stretching her hand out and begging for the tag! Max manages to roll himself over and slap Barry’s hand…..but Marilyn dives forward and takes in Morgan!
Payne blitzes into the ring, quickly ducking a wild clothesline from Mister Mac and greets him with a right cross, left uppercut, spinning heel kick that drops the big man to one knee. Morgan doesn’t seem fazed though as she roars out, and then turns and charges, catching a rising Max with a forearm smash to his jaw, knocking him from the apron, and then charges back and as Barry pushes back up on both feet, Morgan drills him with Tastes Like Timbaland Boot, Bitch! and Barry goes DOWN crashing to the mat for the first time all match! Payne stands tall, breathing hard but smiling, before glancing around the roaring Coliseum with a smile on her own face. Glancing over to see Matthews has risen again, Morgan waves her in, and drags Barry up, pushing him back into the corner and then whipping him across the ring, following him in and dropping down, and Marilyn charges, leaps, and crushes Barry with the Regulation! Barry stumbles from the corner and collapses, and Morgan points at the top rope and Marilyn quickly bounces up. Morgan pumps her fist, and moves over to grab Marilyn and then hoists her up and brings her down on MacKenzie with the FASTBALL SPECIAL! Morgan dives on top for the cover…..
And the referee has to wave her off. Morgan looks at him confused, and the referee points to the corner, indicating there was a blind tag…..just as Walker scampers in behind Payne, rolling her up and snatching a HUGE handful of tights!
ONE
TWO
THREE!
TWO
THREE!
Darlyn Fajardo: Here are your winners...Max Walker and Barry MacKenzie...THE CARLTON CREW!!!!
Marilyn turns around at the last possible moment but its too late! The Carlton Crew have stolen it!
Walker rolls out of the ring, and quickly races around the ringside area and up the ramp out of harms way, before he is leaping for joy and fist-pumping the air. MacKenzie slowly rolls out of the ring himself, while in the ring Payne and Matthews can only stare in shock. Max Walker is fist-pumping and celebrating like crazy as Collision goes off the air!
Winners: The Carlton Crew
Result: Pinfall (Surprise Rollup)
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