NFW Aftershock #7! Chicago, Illinois! 08/15/2020!

The camera opens up inside the production room of NFW’s Collision Center where we are greeted by Aftershock host, Jason Hardwick. He stands in front of the large video screen.

Jason Hardwick: Hello and welcome everyone! I’m Jason Hardwick and this is NFW Aftershock. Our new weekend exclusive of bonus footage for our Collision and Trauma broadcasts. This is where you’ll find exclusive backstage activity from the men and women of the New Frontier. We’ve got some unseen footage from this week's Collision and so much more. In tonight’s bonus matches, we’ll see Eleni Costa making her debut against Kamila Rose AND Keiji Sugiwara returns to singles action against “Vain” Vanita Thompson! Ladies and gentlemen, this is Aftershock!
The scene opens at a Dodge dealership as Jansen steps off the best public transportation that Chicago has to offer. As her feet hit the sidewalk, her cell phone is ringing. She doesn’t even need to look at it to know who it is. Someone wanting answers. Jansen isn’t quite ready to answer the questions that Leah might have for her at the moment. It might even be fair to wonder if Jansen even has the answers for Leah at this moment. But, if Jansen were being honest, it actually felt kind of good to crack Layla in the skull with that chair last week. Jansen isn’t even sure what Leah sees in that little tart, but the tart has a title and that’s something Jansen doesn’t have. Yet.

As she steps into the parking lot, the smell of potential sales alerts nearly every salesperson in the lot and as they discuss among themselves which will go find out what Jansen is looking for, Jansen takes a walk through the rows of cars and trucks.

She stops and checks out some of the interiors and then the price tag on the window before she moves onto the next. There doesn’t see to be a pattern to her browsing either. A mid-sized truck, then a sporty car, then a big truck, so forth and so on.

Finally, a man steps out of the office and begins to walk towards her and before he can get within twenty feet of her, she turns to him.

Jansen Myrrh: Stop. Not you. Someone else.

The confidence drains from the man as he turns around and heads back into the office where further discussion develops.

Jansen continues her stroll.

Another man comes out of the office but is immediately waved off.

Jansen Myrrh: Someone else.

He also turns back. Inside, they decide on another tactic as they send out a woman salesperson. Jansen allows her to get closer than the others, but it’s still not what she wants.

Jansen Myrrh: Not you either.

The woman’s face falls after thinking this would be her sale. A brief flicker of anger flashes over her face before she turns and stalks back into the office. A man in a suit joins the discussion as everyone points to Jansen who continues to browse through the parking lot of cars available. Suit steps out of the office and walks over and approaches Jansen.

Jansen Myrrh: There seems to be some issue with our salespeople?

Jansen turns to him, notices his tag as the Sales Manager, and nods.

Jansen Myrrh: I don’t want a salesperson.

Dealer: Are you here to buy a vehicle?

Jansen Myrrh: Yes.

Dealer: But you don’t want a salesperson?

Jansen Myrrh: No.

Inside the office, a small mousey girl with glasses brings some paperwork over which is summarily snatched out of her hand very rudely by one of the salespeople. The action catches her eye.

Manager: Perhaps I can be of service? I’m the…

Jansen Myrrh: I can read your name tag, dummy. You’re the manager. See that woman over there? With the glasses?

Manager: Our receptionist?

Jansen Myrrh: I want her to help me.

Manager: But she doesn’t…

Jansen Myrrh: I want her to help me. I imagine if I have a question that she can’t answer, she can get the answer?

Manager: Of course but…

Jansen Myrrh: I mean, I can go to a different lot.

Manager: That won’t be necessary. Let me go see if she’s available.

Jansen Myrrh: If not, I’ll wait until she is.

Manager: I see.

The manager walks back to the office and everyone huddles. They occasionally look out to see where Jansen is, but Jansen is doing just fine as she peeks around the cars and trucks. Inside the manager points to the receptionist. She takes a step backward, nervously. The manager points out where Jansen is and the woman nods her head. She turns and exits the office and slowly walks towards Jansen.

Receptionist: You wanted my assistance?

Jansen finally turns to her.

Jansen Myrrh: I saw them being rude and figured I’d make them eat their fucking lunch. How much do you know about these cars and trucks here?

The woman turns back towards the office then back to Jansen.

Receptionist: I’m not sure. I mean, I’m not a salesperson. I just handle the paperwork.

Jansen Myrrh: Look, I need to be able to get around. I’ve been Ubering and Lyfting or renting. I want to own my first car. I don’t need anyone pressuring me. I already know what I want. So, do you want a commission or not?

The woman looks like she may just faint at some point.

Receptionist: I’m not sure I’m entitled to a commission, even if I were to sell you something.

Jansen Myrrh: Don’t worry about that shit. You gonna help me or not?[/color]

The receptionist nods.

Receptionist: Okay.

Jansen Myrrh: Good, Now, show me where your Neons are.

The woman blinks a few times as the question sits in her head for a moment.

Receptionist: I… I don’t think we sell Neons.

Jansen Myrrh: Is this a Dodge dealership?

Receptionist: Yes.

Jansen Myrrh: And you don’t sell Dodge Neon?

Receptionist: I haven’t heard of that model before. Let me go ask.

She turns on her heels and heads back to the office as Jansen continues to walk around.

The discussion in the office as the receptionist asks about a Dodge Neon becomes a little animated. Finally, the woman returns.

Receptionist: I’m afraid that Dodge doesn’t make the Neon anymore. They stopped making it in 2005.

This seems to surprise Jansen as she seems speechless for what could be the first time in her life.

Jansen Myrrh: You sure? You should go double-check, okay? My dad owns a Neon and he said it’s the best car he’s ever owned.

The receptionist starts to say something, but decides against it and turns to head back inside. Finally, Jansen turns to the camera.

Jansen Myrrh: You’ve been very patient with me. I know you want me to comment on the goddamned PPV match coming up. First of all, this will be my first match before and my only match before the memorial tournament begins. I haven’t been in the ring in almost two months, but don’t for one moment think that I’m not ready. I have cleared my head, I have veered my course and I have a single focus. The fucking World Championship. I’m going to get a shot at the champion one way or another. I already owned Danni Anderson in the fucking ring. All, I’m waiting for is my shot. So, if I have to step in the ring once again with goddamned Azurine Vebbins, the marble mouth of NFW -- I could have sworn I’d be done with her once Mile High Wrestling closed down but she follows me around like a bad fungus. But it’s always a good time to knock Vebbins on her ass.

The receptionist is returning as Jansen continues to talk to the camera. Jansen holds up one finger towards her before returning her attention to the camera.

Jansen Myrrh: And let’s talk about Mini Tanahashi. First of all, I hear you have a bunch of t-shirts on your hand that you need to get rid of. I’ll buy ten, but only at a buck each. I need a few rags around my place. I won’t lie, you’re kind of the underdog around here. You win a few, you lose a few. The thing with you and Vebbins is that you all like to put your fingers in everyone else’s cookie jar. You wrestle for several different places at a time. I mean, if that’s what you want, but understand my sole focus is on NFW. Except for maybe an occasional appearance somewhere, I wrestle exclusively for NFW. So, go out and wrestle for whomever you want. When the time comes for our triple threat match at Cruel Summer, I’ll be the one with my hand raised. I’ll be the one going into the memorial tournament with a win coming out of the PPV. And I’ll do whatever it takes to make that happen. So, enjoy your time up until then. You’ve got about 10 days and then it’s all over but the crying.

The confused receptionist looks from Jansen to the camera and back again before Jansen turns back to her.

Jansen Myrrh: I know. They don’t make the Neon anymore.

The manager walks up and excuses himself.

Manager: I’m sorry. We do need our receptionist to do some paperwork for another sale.

Jansen shakes her head.

Jansen Myrrh: She’s busy. Get one of them to do it.

Manager: But they don’t…

Jansen Myrrh: Train them. I’m fixing to buy this truck. If you take her away from me right now, I’ll go somewhere else to buy a truck.

That stops the manager as he suddenly turns and walks away. Jansen turns to the woman.

Jansen Myrrh: Stop letting those assholes treat you like shit. You’re about to make a nice little chunk of change. I take it you can do the paperwork to sell me this truck today?

She nods her head.

Receptionist: Yes, I can.

Jansen Myrrh: Then let’s go.

Jansen brushes past her and then slowly the receptionist follows as they head into the office and the scene fades.

Eleni Costa came into NFW looking to make her debut in a big way against Kamila Rose. She came right out the gate with brutal rights and lefts; far from wild swings. These were calculated punches she was throwing, mixing in kicks as well with her kickboxing background. Kamila Rose wasn’t one to take without giving, however, as she caught a kick from Costa, before lunging forward and seizing her by the hair but The Enchantress showed she had a dirty side to her repertoire, immediately digging at the eyes with her nails. The Cub grabbed at her eyes, stumbling back into the ropes before Costa caught her wrist and whipped her across the ring. She ran in for a lariat but Kamila ducked underneath the arm and came back off the ropes with a springboard hurricanrana that threw Costa to the mat across the ring. Kamila quickly followed up with a run off the ropes, adding extra velocity for a nasty basement dropkick that sent Costa rolling out of the ring and to the floor. Costa was quick to pull herself up to her feet but Kamila was ready and waiting with a slingshot plancha that brought her 120lb frame crashing down on the taller woman. She picked Costa up and continued laying in the shots but once she backed up to run in with a forearm, Costa came back and caught Kamila, delivering a sudden Stun Gun onto the barricade.

Costa had control of the match again after that nasty shot, grabbing Kamila by the hair and running her face first into the ring post. The referee continued to count as the women brawled all around ringside. She wasn’t pulling any punches, nor did she seem worried about the referee; thumbing the eyes, pulling the hair, biting the forehead. She went for another face slam into the apron but Kamila stopped it with hands and elbowed her in the ribs before bouncing HER head off the apron, all prior to whipping her back in at 16. Kamila then climbed up onto the apron, waiting for Costa to get to her feet. The Cub springboarded into the ring then, coming down with a flying forearm for a nearfall. Kamila backed up, looking for something as Costa got to her feet and ran in, possibly looking for the Rose Clipper. Costa spun to the sideway, moving out of the way and capitalized with a sudden kick to the back of Kamila’s knee, causing her to drop. She followed up with a quick stiff roundhouse kick to the back of the head. A combination she liked to call the Fatal Attraction which was enough to earn her the 3 count and a pinfall victory here in her debut match!

Jason Hardwicki: Hope you enjoyed that match everyone. Now we have something a little odd for you. On Collision, we saw Minoru Tanahashi and Ronnie North team up, under the unofficial name of Sex Express. The fan favorites showed some chemistry but came out on the losing end. Ronnie North wasn’t available for comment and nobody could find Minoru Tanahashi for a bit. It appears that is because he was so sure of the success of Sex Express that he had had a large number of shirts printed up, and after the loss, he showered, changed, and went outside the arena, to sell the remaining shirts. Luckily one of our interns noticed this, grabbed a camera, and caught some footage which we go to now.

We cut to the video of Minoru Tanahashi clad in pink dress pants, black loafers, lime green socks, and of course a Sex Express shirt, has somehow found a table and a merch rack to display the one of a kind shirt. He has them lined up by size, showing them off. He smooths them out, then turns towards the doors and nods.

Minoru Tanahashi: Okay Minoru, you bought ten thousand of these. You have yours, Ronnie has his, set one aside for Volta, gave a few to your favorite strippers, so only have to sell nine thousand nine hundred and eighty-seven.

He looks down at all the boxes, sighs, shakes his head, and looks on the verge of tears.

Minoru Tanahashi: Jesus titty fucking Christ, how did I get myself in to this? How did we lose tonight? We’re young, well kind of young, but we are athletic, and virile and handsome, maybe we don’t have the jawlines or muscles that our opponents do, but… DAMN! This was supposed to be the start of a beautiful friendship. We were gonna become the tag team and dominate and then I was gonna ask new best buddy Ronnie about starring in movies with beautiful women and… FUCK ME RUNNING! THIS SUCKS.

He takes a deep breath, then another, then he leans down and grabs a bottle of clear liquid from under the table.

Minoru Tanahashi: Just a little nip of the happy juice Minoru. Not time to forget about things yet, that can come later tonight when you are all alone in your hotel room. Now, time to turn on the charm and sell these fucking shirts. At least they do look cool as hell.

He nods to himself, takes a large gulp of what is likely vodka or gin, and smiles as fans begin to come out of the arena. He takes a deep breath and readies his sales pitch.

Minoru Tanahashi: HEY YOU GUYYYYS!

A lot of the fans turn towards him out of sheer curiosity and he starts to wave them over.
Minoru Tanahashi: Have you ever found yourself going through your closet and just not liking any of the choices you have? Well, let that never be a problem again as you get yourself a shirt you will want to wear again and again. Made of one hundred percent pre-shrunk recycled organic cotton and colored with paraben-free dyes that were never tested on animals, this shirt is beautiful, environmentally friendly, and cruelty-free. It’s lightweight, comfortable, and just look at it.

He shows off the shirt a bit for all the fans to see, but there aren’t that many takers.

Minoru Tanahashi: Come on folks, get the shirt of the greatest tag team that never was. Christmas is just around the corner and you know your mom would love to have her stocking stuffed by Sex Express

That gets some laughs, some eye rolls, and some people walking away. He sighs and then shakes his head.

Minoru Tanahashi: They’re only ten dollars and if you buy two of them I will sign one so can sell it on e-bay.

This gets people to finally start coming over and quite a few of them do end up buying two. Minoru pulls out a gold sharpie and starts signing away as he grabs the intern with the camera to start taking the money. Minoru takes the camera, grabs the handle, and holds it up to his face as he signs shirts.

Minoru Tanahashi: If this ends up on Aftershock, NFW Full Access, NFW Youtube Channell, NFW Facebook, NFW Instagram, or whatever social media NFW has, and you really want a Sex Express shirt, I will announce on my Twitter Monday night how you can get one if we do not sell out tonight. Make sure to follow both NFW at Official_NFW and me at BlackLionJPN.

He smiles, then sits the camera down and reaches back to turn it off.

Keiji Sugiwara and Vanita Thompson met with a fist bump and a quick lockup, ready to go at each other. Vanita got the early advantage with a wrist lock which Keiji turned around into a rear waistlock. Vanita got one of his hands free, though and caught him with an arm wringer, delivering a couple of forearms to the shoulder before Keiji came through with his resiliency and rolled through the tension in his shoulder. He reversed the arm wringer onto Vanita and flipped her over onto the mat, following up with a leg drop across her arm. Vanita sat up, clutching her limb but Keiji pushed her down to go for a cover. She shoved him off right before two and rolled to the ropes, pulling herself up just before Keiji came running in and tossed her over into the center of the ring with a monkey flip. He was quick to hop out onto the apron and come springing back in with a 450 senton only for Vanita to throw her knees up, causing him to come landing hard on his ribs. Vanita was able to get up to her feet and start laying in the kicks across Keiji’s shoulders and midsection. Each kick giving a resounding pop sound when it hit. A final kick to the chest knocked him back down to the mat and Vanita scaled to the top, coming off for a big Elbow Drop and a nearfall of her own.

Keiji kicked out and moved to pull himself up, which he did with help from Vanita before the Vain One set him up for a Vertical Suplex. The pain in her shoulder prevented her from getting a good lift, however, and Keiji was able to fight his way free, clipping her with a forearm smash. He then ran to the ropes but Vanita followed right behind him, hitting the ropes next to where he hit just a split second before and drilled into him with a vicious Spear. Vanita waited for Keiji to make it up to his feet before she grabbed him and appeared to be going for Vain Halo. She barely got Keiji up, however, before she let him go and grabbed her shoulder again. Keiji stumbled behind her to catch his balance and saw the opportunity, moving in to catch her in the Cobra Clutch. Vanita got the arm up, though and ran into the ropes, grabbing onto them so that when she was pushed back, the force shoved Keiji off of her but the Last Emperor rolled backwards, up to his feet. He came off the ropes, running at Vanita and jumped off his feet, going for Saishū Fōmu--NO!! Vanita scouts it and NAILS Keiji with the Vain Shot! Keiji fell to the mat and Vanita on top of him, scoring the three count for the pinfall victory in this main event!