The camera captures a wide shot of the deserted MAWL arena, bathed in eerie silence. Rows of empty seats stretch into the void. Suddenly, the lights flicker violently, plunging the scene into darkness. A sharp crimson glow slices through the void, radiating from under and around the ring, revealing the shadowy figure of Gozu.
His pacing is erratic, his muttering barely audible, his twitching hands moving like puppets controlled by unseen strings. The tension is suffocating.
Gozu: "Do you feel it? That creeping dread crawling up your spine... that weight pressing against your chest. We feel it too... we feed on it. That fear? It’s us. It’s always been us."
Gozu drags his fingers across the ropes as he circles the ring, movements jagged and unsettling. His voice trembles with chaotic energy, each word teetering on the edge of sanity.
Gozu: "You thought you could stop us? That you could survive us? No... there’s no surviving once you step into our world. The moment you crossed that line, you sealed your fate. You belong to us now."
He stops abruptly, tilting his head as if hearing whispers that only he can perceive. A faint murmuring fills the air, blending with his muttering. He snaps his head upright suddenly, his voice sharper.
Gozu: "We warned you. Oh, how we warned you. But no one ever listens... and now it’s too late. Those voices in your head? The ones that tell you to run, to hide... they’re telling the truth."
Fog begins to slither from beneath the ring, curling over the mat like spectral hands reaching out to claim their victim. The faint voices in the arena grow louder but remain indecipherable.
Gozu: "But there’s no escape. No sanctuary from us... from the chaos... from the pain."
He halts at the center of the ring, arms stretched wide, head tipped back as if offering himself to some unseen force. The red light pulses with his every breath, the fog thickening at his feet.
Gozu: "We don’t care about your strength... your will... it’s meaningless. We’ll rip you apart, piece by piece. Body... mind... soul... until there’s nothing left but shattered fragments. You’ll beg for it to end, but we won’t stop. Not until we’ve devoured every piece of you."
Gozu’s voice drops, laced with a sinister calm that is more unsettling than his earlier rage.
Gozu: "Oh, you’ll fight... they always fight. But it doesn’t matter. The struggle, the screams... they only make us stronger. It’s when your hope dies, when the fear takes hold, that we truly live."
Clutching his head, Gozu rocks back and forth before sprinting to the corner, slamming his head into the turnbuckle with sickening force. The impact causes the red light to intensify momentarily, then dim again. He shudders, laughing softly as he staggers back to the center.
Gozu: "We were born in this chaos... molded by it. Pain isn’t our punishment—it’s our reward. You think you can hurt us? Break us? No... we need this. The violence, the bedlam... it’s what keeps us alive."
He pauses, swaying slightly, then suddenly bursts into a fit of deranged laughter. It echoes through the empty arena, blending with the faint, otherworldly whispers.
Gozu: "What were we saying? Does it even matter? No... it never matters. Because the second we get our hands on you, all your thoughts, all your plans... they disappear. There’s only fear. And oh, how we love it."
As Gozu continues, the red light flickers erratically, the fog rising higher. His voice grows darker with each word.
Gozu: "Others fight for glory, for gold... but not us. We’re not here for your cheers or your titles. We’re here to destroy. To devour. To consume everything in our path. And there’s nothing you can do to stop it."
He steps closer to the camera, each step slow and deliberate. His breathing grows heavier, more ragged. The camera struggles to maintain focus as he draws near.
Gozu: "This is war. And when the dust settles, we’ll still be standing. You? You’ll just be another broken body, another offering to our destruction. And as you lie there, shattered and bleeding, you’ll remember... you’ll know... that we are the end."
His voice drops to a chilling whisper, barely audible.
Gozu: "We are Gozu. And we are... forever."
The scene fades as the red light dims, leaving only the faint fog and the lingering whispers echoing in the empty arena.
We have an illegally acquired snippet from SM HeartBreaker’s Heart Broken Podcast.
SM: Just while today’s guest on the show, Hardcore Boy, is having a quick bath break. Allow me to give you a 20 minute exclusive. Everyone’s favourite segment of the podcast.
SM HeartBreaker takes a drink of VOSS Water before he starts his monologue.
SM: Lets address the elephant in the room. Allow me to answer all the questions that have been circulating social media for the last few months.
SM HeartBreaker smiles as he looks directly at the camera…Wait, why is a Podcast being filmed? Because apparently that's what all the good podcasts do nowadays!
SM: How did SM HeartBreaker end up signing for MAWL? That isn’t a spelling error. SM is MAWL!
SM HeartBreaker leans into the microphone as he begins one of his standard rants.
SM: As always, I did my due diligence. I scouted out the roster and when I looked at the people I will be going to battle with. The people I will be competing against. I was unimpressed.
SM HeartBreaker begins to unfairly tear into names of people he has never met as he reads from the sheet in front of him.
SM: A multi-time world champion. Oh yes, that means I've won the big one more than once! A multi-multi time champion in general, SM HeartBreaker will have to pretend that his main competition are guys called "Wonder Wolf". I am sure he is better than the average wolf. Ragnar! Blood Dawn! Mooooooon! Are you serious? I am fighting 40K Universe nerds that paint little figures. I can already smell the BO from these guys and I have never met them. Lets continue the list.
SM HeartBreaker skips a few names before continuing his rant.
SM: What the hell is a Gozu? Isn't that some kind of flute? Im fighting a god damn flute player?!
SM HeartBreaker looks straight into the camera. A camera in a podcast. SM HeartBreaker just silently stares as he can't believe what he is reading.
SM: OK, lets wrap it up. SM HeartBreaker will be fighting against guys named. Oh boy, lets imagine for a moment. The headline match of the biggest show of the year. Your Boy, SM HeartBreaker against. James D. What does the D stand for? How about Parts Unknown's Favourite Son SM HeartBreaker facing JP Spears? Sombras? Mal Sangre? Actually Mal Sangre is a good one. I understand spanish. That would make this roster alot more interesting because there is literally a guy named Bad Blood ready to spill it across the ring on a weekly basis. Instead of having a 5 minute exhibition matches against a guy named Billy Goldberg? Yes listeners. I am serious. All these people are future opponents for SM HeartBreaker. This isn't a meme. This isn't a joke. This is real. So I remind you of my original question. How did SM Heartbreaker end up signing for MAWL?
SM HeartBreaker gets ready to drop an epilogue.
SM: Money. They are paying me a boat load of money to be here. More than any contract should humanly have. Im serious, I can talk about this MAWL contract I have till the cows come home. But I understand why they have given me this contract. The Biggest contract I have ever had. Its because MAWL is moving on up in the world. It is because after the merge, MAWL needed to make a statement. SM HeartBreaker is that statement. MAWL knew I was the hottest free agent that was being pursued by many other promotions. Lesser Promotions in my eyes. 3 other promotions that I would name but I don't want to be fired before my first week even begins. MAWL stepped up. They signed SM HeartBreaker and made the statement that MAWL is ready to upgrade. MAWL is ready to attract the best in the world and are ready to tell the rest of the roster to either step up or leave. That is why SM HeartBreaker signed for MAWL. For the money and the future of wrestling.
SM HeartBreaker absolutely kills such an epic monologue with this.
SM: Now for some adverts and with this promo code you can get 50% off and free shipping on...
The illegally acquired video ends as nothing interested is said for the rest of the podcast
LAMBEAU FIELD, GREEN BAY, WISCONSIN
FEBRUARY 7, 2025
The fireworks go off in Lambeau Field as "Madness" by Muse plays to intense crowd acclaim. Bianca Diaz and Colin McRae excitedly greet us.
Colin: Hello, Hello, HELLO! And welcome to the new weekly show MAWL Madness, airing live on WGTV. I am Colin McRae.
Bianca: And I am Bianca Diaz. And we're here bringing you the brand new season, on the road, for MAWL. What an exciting time to be in this industry Colin.
Colin: Absolutely. There have been a serious growth in federations all around, new and interesting competitors to look out for, and a massive fallout from our W2 event which almost saw our company fall into other hands. We're sure to see some serious blowback today Bianca.
Bianca: Absolutely. If you remember Tortuga eliminated Mal Sangre pretty unceremoniously in our Inferno Title Rumble.
Colin: That's right. And with Tortuga facing off against Sombras tonight, I'm sure some revenge is cooking. We're just getting to know these people and I'm already titillated and fearful.
Bianca: On new people, we had an intro from our new competitor Gozu, who we saw cause some serious damage in the Rumble and is looking to be a considerable threat. He is also in a qualifying match tonight. He...is unsettling. I don't know how I feel about both him and Rade being here.
Colin: Not to mention La Sangre Maldita. Zora Luthor International. And now Kruel. We look to be in some murky waters.
Bianca: We'll be hearing from some of our other new competitors including our inaugural Inferno champion JP Spears, who if we're being honest didn't entirely get the title cleanly, thanks to Sarah Tonin's change in heart impacting the Rumble right at the necessary time.
Colin: Devon Delight is scheduled tonight to meet his now former partner Sarah in a qualifying match, so we'll see if he gets his revenge or if she dominates. We also have some surprises competing in these qualifiers so we're in for a wild night.
Bianca: And it all culminates with the Eurasian Title Match, which was originally going to go to Dangerous Johnny Dagger but now is going to his partner Taylor Tiger as Dagger and Razi Shah won the tag titles. We're going to be kicking this off imminently, but first we have our amazing correspondent Cristel Bassano backstage with one of our first competitors. Cristel?
The camera flicks on, the light reflecting off Cristel's eyes as she adjusts her headset. She's dressed in a sleek, professional blazer, her hair pulled back into a neat ponytail. She's been waiting for this moment for days, eager to get the latest scoop on the newest addition to the roster. She flashes a smile at the camera, her voice confident and smooth.
Cristel Bassano: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Backstage Pass with Cristel Bassano. Tonight, we have a very special guest making his grand debut. Hailing from the land of ancient warriors and legends, please welcome, Moon!
Moon emerges from the shadows of the locker room, his tall frame and broad shoulders casting an imposing figure. He's dressed in his Royal Moon Prince attire. The dim lights of the backstage illuminate the golden trimming on his outfit, and his muscles flex with every step he takes toward Cristel. A wild, fierce energy seems to emanate from him. He steps into the light and his eyes, alight with excitement, meet Cristel's gaze.
Moon : Thank you, Cristel. It is an honor to be here. I am Moon, born in India, and bred for the battlegrounds! I come to conquer and claim victory in the name of the great gods!
Cristel looks into Moon's dark eyes. Then she observes his face and his body. Moon is handsome. His physique, toned and tight body make a great first impression on her. His six pack abs and bulging biceps look pretty impresive. Moon looks into her eyes too. For a few moments there is pin-drop silence. Then Cristel bursts into laughter.
Cristel Bassano: Ok, ok, I admit it... You have very impressive physique. And you are young too. Tell us something about yourself. Your journey so far, and your ambitions.. What made you join this federation?
Moon gives a graceful smile. Then he speaks to Cristel in a soft voice.
Moon : I hail from India, the ancient land and the birth place of Lord Bodhisatva. He was the one who travelled across China and taught martial arts to the Shaolin monks there. I bring this great heritage with me.. I learnt my martial art skills from Shaolin Temple itself. But I am not boastful by nature. I believe that humility is one's great virtue. I am a gentleman. I know how to respect others. I love the crowd in the wrestling arena and try my best to entertain them. And the crowd likes me too. I fight with elegance; often bleeding my opponents out. I also have some mighty submission moves in my arsenal that aid me in making my opponents forfeit the fight. You shall see it; just cover my debut match.
Cristel is listening to Moon attentively. She asks him again..
Cristel Bassano: But how did you end up in this federation? I guess nobody has heard your name so far. How is that so?
Moon smiles. Then he speaks...
Moon: I participated in local arena back in my country. For name and glory. Leila happened to notice the videos of my fights and was impressed with me. She offered me a contract and I accepted it. Thus I travelled from India and came here, anticipating a great career and a bright future.
Cristel asks one more question...
Cristel Bassano: Tell us about your attire.. Is that your traditional one?
Moon speaks...
Moon : Yes; that's my Royal Moon Prince Attire.
Cristel makes the concluding remarks.
Cristel Bassano: Well, I look forward to a bright career for you, Moon.. Fight well and chase your goal. All the best to you for your future...
Moon accepts her handshake and speaks...
Moon: Thank you Cristel; Thank you very much...
The scene ends as the camera fades.
Bianca: Thank you Cristel for that formal introduction to the man who's about to get his first singles go in our first official match on our first official show. And Colin, I gotta admit, I too was sweating a little.
Colin: I can't honestly say I disagree with you Bianca. Let's take it down to Ash and get this show on the road.
Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is to qualify for the Four Chambers event!
A colorful lightshow dances across the entrance gate as Titanic plays. A generic wrestling video plays on the titan-tron, as Moon makes his way to the ring. Moon walks slowly through the main gate. He then poses on top of the turnbuckle before he heads to the center of the ring.
Moon's tall frame and broad shoulders cast an imposing figure. He's dressed in his Royal Moon Prince attire. The lights illuminate the golden trimming on his outfit. A fierce energy seems to emanate from him. His hair is white; and his dark eyes, alight with excitement, have fire in them.
As Moon enters the ring he removes his royal attire and the crowd in the arena witness his impressive physique. Moon is quite handsome. His toned and tight body make a great first impression. His six pack abs and bulging biceps look very impressive.
Ash: First, from the Land of Ancient Warriors and Legends,, weighing in at 200 pounds, The Prince, MOON!
The arena goes dark, and the sound of a slow, ominous drumbeat fills the air before Rage Against the Machine "Bulls on Parade". A blood-red spotlight illuminates the stage as he slowly makes his way to the ring. He stares down the crowd with cold, predatory eyes before stepping into the ring and roaring to signal his dominance.
Ash: And his opponent, from Steelhaven, weighing in at 285 pounds, BLOOD DRAWN!
The bell rings.
Colin: The ring of that bell means that MAWL MADNESS is officially underway with this first qualifying match! And Moon with some tremendous chops to start us off, Bianca. These two men don't seem at first glance to be matched, it seems like Moon may have drawn the short end of this, but he's certainly making good use of it.
Bianca: And Moon hits his Trapping headbutts already! Blood Drawn tries to get him away with an Irish whip, but Moon coming back with a hip press. I don't think Blood Drawn was expecting this wily man, tries to throw him off the ropes and Moon comes back with a powerful shoulder tackle!
Moon: This is for the battle between Good and Evil before the Day of Judgment! This...is...ARMAGEDDON!
Bianca: And the Moon Strike lands! Blood Drawn, known for his fierce competitive and stoic nature, was not prepared for the speed of Moon!
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Moon beats Blood Drawn by Pinfall with the Moon Strike!
Ash: Here is your winner, MOON!
Colin: And Moon celebrates and LOOK OUT BLOOD DRAWN IS NOT TAKING THIS WELL! The man is used to controlling the pace and this time he had no time to even measure down his competition! BLOODLINE BREAKER TO MOON OUTSIDE THE RING AND BLOOD DRAWN storms off! Moon better sleep with one eye open.
Bianca: While we get Moon picked up and backstage, Cristel is backstage with one of our next competitors, Wonderwolf. Cristel?
The camera is following Cristel Bassano backstage when she sees a masked wrestler stretching in the backstage area.
Cristel Bassano : Ladies and gentleman, I see our latest free agent signing Wonderwolf doing his pre-match routines. I will see if I can get a word with him.
Cristel walks toward the towards the wrestler who looks up and stops his routine.
Cristel Bassano : Hello Wonderwolf, welcome to MAWL.
Wonderwolf looks into the camera.
Wonderwolf : Thank you Cristel, I am very happy to be here
Cristel smiles to Wonderwolf.
Cristel Bassano : What brings you to MAWL?
Wonderwolf thinks for a second and then answers with an exciting voice.
Wonderwolf : I have been wrestling since I was a little cub. I fought all over Europe. From bars to basements and from arenas to shopping malls I fought and clawed my way to the top.
I broke my bones and I have broken other peoples bones over and over again.
Wonderwolf starts talking louder.
Wonderwolf : And now I am here in MAWL and I will show anyone my skills. Because I am the predator and I will submit everyone who stands in my way.
Cristel looks impressed.
Cristel Bassano : Your first match will be against Ragnarrr, what are your thoughts about that?
Wonderwolf looks confidently in the camera.
Wonderwolf : I have seen him fight and Ragnarrr is a very skilled fighter. I'm looking forward to the match, but I can only see this ending one way. I will put Ragnarr in one of my excruciating submission holds and he will pray for Walhalla!"
Wonderwolf starts howling loudly in the microphone. After that, he walks away leaving Chistel behind while he keeps on howling as the camera fades.
Bianca and Colin sit at their desk trying not to laugh.
Bianca: That Walhalla line was so cheesy but really clever. I gotta hand it to him.
Colin: The sheer confidence in that wolf is admirable. And he put on a pretty good show at the W2 Rumble, but I think the skill set he demonstrated will serve him better here where submissions actually mean something.
Bianca: As long as Ben doesn't show up to give him a banana. And Ash is ready to bring him in! Wolf I mean. I don't think Banana is fighting today.
Ash and Andra Jones stand in the ring.
Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and will count towards qualifying for the Four Chambers Match at Heart Condition!
Arena Lights go out, while heavy fog starts filling the entrance ramp, Wonderwolf's logo flashes over the screen, and an introductory video starts playing, as Wonderwolf makes his way to the ring with Prodigy "Run With the Wolves" blasting. The fans go wild. The light go out and a spotlight hits the center of the ring where Wonderwolf is started howling and some of the audience howl back at him.
Ash: First! From Amsterdam, the Netherlands, weighing in at 200 pounds, WONDERWOOOOOOLF!
As Odesza plays, Ragnarrrr enters the arena driving a fancy vintage car. Ragnarrrr is wearing a fancy cowboy leather attire decorated with tassels. On Ragnarrrr's side walks a very attractive diva Lights start to flicker all across the arena as Ragnarrrr gets in the ring.
Ash: And his opponent! From 9ja, weighing in at 176 pounds, RAGNARRR!
The bell rings as Ragnarrr and Wonderwolf lock up.
Bianca: You may not know this, but I'm also from 9ja, Colin.
Colin: Really?
Bianca: Yeah...9ja business! Ohhhh.
Colin: Cute. And Ragnarrr takes the grapple with the Fisherman DDT. Hopefully this match will last longer than the previous one, I think Blood Drawn's wall punching session will last longer than the match.
Bianca: Ragnarrr sends Wolf off the ropes and catches him back with a belly to belly. Wolf rolling back and getting a quick kick in, and a Spike Piledriver to Ragnarrr! Ragnarrr trips up Wolf and spins him around for a solid Fisherman Suplex! Wolf rolls himself under Ragnarrr, to their feet and Wolf with a Cobra Clutch suplex, and picking Ragnarrr up now for a Death Valley Driver!
Colin: What a combo by Wolf, keeping the pressure on now and trying to make that a Cobra Clutch, Ragnarrr throws Wolf over him but Wolf lands on his feet and a running headbutt. And a Fisherman DDT TO Ragnarrr!
Bianca: Ragnarrr maneuvering himself around HE'S GOT THE RAGNARRR LOCK IN! Wolf trying to make it to the ropes, Wolf is holding and fighting to his feet and Ragnarrr intensifies the hold! Wolf...passes out! It's over!
Ragnarrr wins by Submission with the Ragnarrr Lock!
Ash: Here is your winner and advancing to the Chamber, RAGNARRR!
Colin: Well, Wolf said he was gonna make Ragnarrr submit and ended up howling in pain instead.
Bianca: Well played, Colin. And Ragnarrr punches his ticket to the Chamber, and this event just got a lot more explosive.
Colin: Speaking of explosive, two of our new teams had a bit of a row earlier, let's take a peek as one of them is going to be fighting momentarily.
A sunny park full of laughter and cheer. Children are running around, balloons are tied to chairs, and a small wrestling ring is set up in the middle of the party. El Gallito Loco and Tortuga de Acero are performing their usual antics in the ring, trying to entertain the crowd.
El Gallito Loco: (flapping his arms and flexing)
"Alright, kiddos! Who’s ready to see the greatest, most daring tag team ever?!"
Kids: (somewhat half-heartedly)
"Yay!"
Tortuga de Acero: (moving in exaggerated slow motion)
"Don’t worry, we’re professionals… I think."
El Gallito Loco strikes a dramatic martial arts pose, accidentally knocking over a tray of cupcakes on the edge of the ring. Tortuga tries to catch them, but his slow-motion style makes him miss entirely, much to the kids’ amusement.
Parent: (leaning over to another)
"Is this part of the act? Or… are they just this bad?"
Suddenly, the happy mariachi music cuts out with a loud record scratch. The laughter dies down as an ominous hum fills the air. Thick, dark red mist begins to roll across the grass, creeping toward the ring. Parents exchange nervous glances. The sound of heavy, deliberate footsteps echoes through the park. From the edge of the tree line, La Sangre Maldita emerges, cloaked in shadows and menace.
Child: (pointing nervously)
"Who are they?"
Mal Sangre strides forward, his eyes locked on the ring. His crimson and black attire seems to absorb the sunlight. Behind him, Sombras moves with unsettling fluidity, his dark figure almost melting into the mist.
Mal Sangre: (low, menacing)
"What… is this?"
Sombras: (mockingly, his voice cold)
"A party? No… it looks more like a joke."
El Gallito Loco and Tortuga de Acero freeze, their confidence visibly crumbling. The kids start to move closer to their parents as the eerie duo approaches the ring.
El Gallito Loco: (trying to stay brave)
"Hey, uh, this is a kids’ party! You’re not on the guest list, so—"
Mal Sangre steps onto the ring apron, towering over El Gallito. His mere presence forces the smaller luchador to stumble back. Sombras slides under the ropes, his movements eerily quiet, and corners Tortuga, who instinctively raises his arms in surrender.
Mal Sangre: (snarling)
"You call yourselves heroes? You’re nothing but clowns playing dress-up. This ring belongs to warriors, not fools."
Sombras: (in a low, mocking tone)
"And now… it belongs to us."
Before El Gallito can respond, Mal Sangre lunges forward with a devastating lariat that nearly flips him inside out. El Gallito crashes to the mat in a heap. Tortuga tries to flee, but Sombras sprays Crimson Mist in his face, blinding him. Tortuga flails and stumbles into the corner, helpless]
What follows is a brutal beatdown as La Sangre Maldita systematically destroys the comedic duo. Mal Sangre hoists El Gallito high into the air and delivers a pop-up powerbomb, just as Sombras leaps from the top rope with a diving double foot stomp—their signature finisher, Eternal Curse. Tortuga is thrown into the turnbuckles with their Shattered Lineage suplex, leaving both “heroes” motionless in the ring.
As the dust settles, the crimson mist lingers in the air. The parents and children are frozen in stunned silence. From the edge of the park, a sharp, clear voice cuts through the tension. Ralph "El Orador" Silva appears, striding down the path in his signature light blue suit, microphone in hand. His polished shoes click against the pavement as he surveys the destruction with a calm, almost amused expression.
Ralph: (into the mic, his tone smooth and confident)
"What a lovely little gathering. The balloons, the cupcakes… the laughter. It’s almost enough to make you forget the inevitable pain lurking beneath the surface."
He steps into the ring, carefully avoiding the fallen bodies of El Gallito and Tortuga. He glances at the kids huddled behind their parents and offers a polite, disarming smile.
Ralph: (kneeling slightly to address a child clutching a juice box)
"Now, don’t be scared, little one. This is what happens when greatness arrives uninvited."
He pats the child gently on the head and straightens his tie before turning back to the crowd.
Ralph:
"Remember this moment. It’s not the end of your party—it’s the beginning of a lesson you’ll never forget."
He gestures for Mal Sangre and Sombras to follow, and the trio exits the ring. As they walk away, Ralph pauses at the edge of the park, glancing back over his shoulder. With a sly grin, he says into the mic.
Ralph:
"Enjoy the rest of your party, everyone. If you dare."
The ominous music fades as Ralph and La Sangre Maldita disappear into the crimson mist, leaving the park in eerie silence. A single balloon deflates and drifts to the ground as the camera fades to black.
Ash Greaves and Andra Jones stand in the middle of the ring as Bianca and Colin sit at their desks.
Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and the winner will qualify for the Four Chambers Match!
The lights suddenly cut out for a brief moment and explode and strobe to the heavy riff of Soundgarden’s Outshined. The crowd is on their feet in support of the Kid they identify with. The Hometown Hero and the Kross town Rival. Twisted Kid Kross.
Ash: Ladies and gentlemen, from the depths of despair and depravity of Sunnyvale Trailer Park, in Sunnyvale Nova Scotia Canada, weighing in at 230 pounds, your hometown hero and their cross town rival, Twisted Kiiiiiddddd Kross!!
Kid Kross saunters down to the ring with his flashy blue and green vest with a facial depiction of “the green bastard”, a local Sunnyvale wrestler. He has his aviators on carrying a hockey stick over his shoulder. His long hair flowing behind him. Kid Kross kneels down In the ring with his arms out to the side as the music hits the chorus “ Show me the power child I’d like to say, that I’m down on my knees today”. He pops back up when the lyrics say “it gives the butterflies, gives me away until I’m up on my feet again”. He climbs to the second rope and raises his stick in unison with “OUTSHINED, OUTSHINED, OUTSHINED, OUTSHINED!”
Ash: Kid Kross!, the one we’ve all been waiting for! He’s here to take professional wrestling by storm!
Kid Kross stares intently at the curtain awaiting his next challenge. Ready to prove himself to his fans and the rest of the wrestling world. As Soundgarden fades out, the music changes to a lively, fast-paced mariachi track. El Gallito Loco sprints to the ring, flapping his arms like wings, while Tortuga de Acero shuffles behind, slowly waving to the crowd. El Gallito striking martial arts poses while Tortuga continues to walk up the ramp.
Colin: Oh boy. The party was brought to us, Bianca.
Ash: And his opponent! Accompanied by Tortuga De Acero, From a tiny little coop in Guadalajara, Mexico, EL GALLITO LOCO!
The bell rings.
Colin: The tangle up and Kid Kross starts off with a strong armbar. Kross is a technical wizard, so it's going to be a question if he can accurately target the chaos that is Gallito Loco. A bit like chasing an actual chicken in a pen.
Bianca: There are some people who are just born to play their roles, Colin. Like Tortuga I don't think has made it beyond the stage portion yet. You can do it big guy!
Colin: And Kross continuing to wrench that arm, and pulls Loco into a DDT. Picking Loco up and going for a lariat but Loco ducks and coming back around the other side with a front dropkick! Loco lands on his feet and Kross catches him immediately into the Samoan Drop! Loco rolls up and goes for a jumping cross body, no! Kross catches him into a Death Valley Driver! Standing moonsault splash to Loco.
Bianca: Kross keeping him down with some punches, and he seems to be finding the formula well of continual pressure. Going for the figure 4 now, but Loco slips his legs out and Kross brings his foot down on Loco's leg and another attempt at the figure 4! And Loco struggling a little bit more but seems to be able to find his way. Does this get you in the mood for drumsticks?
Colin: That's sick. But also, a little. Loco able to twist his body and covert this into a roll-up pin! Kross pushes him off before a 1 is even considered, and they're back on their feet. Kid Kross running back and around to Loco, Loco flips over him Kross around the other way, going into a springboard Kross Over!! The cover!
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Kid Kross wins by Pinfall with the Kross Over!
Ash: Here is your winner and qualified for the Four Chambers Match, KID KROSS!
Colin: And Tortuga is almost at the ring, and...
The lights go out and shadows and smoke fill the arena.
Sombras and Mal Sangre appear by the ring.
Colin: Sangre approaching Tortuga and MISTED! He wanted to get him back for that rumble and he may have just done so! Tossing Tortuga into the ring, noting that this is the next match, Andra rings the bell and Sombras covers!
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Sombras wins by Pinfall with the Mist!
Colin: And revenge is served! I have a feeling that these teams will be facing each other down for a while.
Bianca: And since Mal Sangre is already here let's move to our next match.
Ash Greaves stands in the ring.
Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and the winner will qualify for the Four Chambers Match! Already in the ring, accompanied by Sombras, from the Ancient Bloodline of Forgotten Kings, weighing in at 230 pounds, the Vessel of Wrath, MAL SANGRE!
As the lights drop, the arena is plunged into darkness, the only illumination coming from pulsating neon strobes flashing in sync with the beat of Don Toliver "Tore Up". A slight fog rolls across the stage, shrouding the entranceway in a hazy glow.
As the beat drops, the titantron lights up with a mesmerizing display of neon dragons swirling around each other, twisting and coiling in an endless cycle of movement, their glowing bodies pulsing in rhythm with the music.
After a few moments, Neonyx Notorio steps onto the stage with an undeniable aura of confidence, his movements slow and deliberate as he surveys the crowd, drinking in his own self-importance. He walks arrogantly down the ramp, exuding an air of untouchable charisma, taking calculated pauses to turn his head and scan the audience as if basking in his own greatness.
As he reaches the ring, he effortlessly jumps onto the apron before quickly rushing up the turnbuckle. Standing tall, he places his hands behind his back, scanning the crowd as if daring them to match his energy. Without hesitation, he front flips off the turnbuckle, landing with a smooth roll into a kneeling position on one leg. He bows his head into his balled fist before slowly looking up and pointing—either at his opponent if they are already in the ring, or toward the crowd if he enters first—before finally standing and adjusting his gloves, fully in his element.
Ash: And his opponent, from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 225 pounds, The Young Dragon, Neonyx Notorio!
The bell rings.
Colin: Here we go! Notorio running off the ropes, ducking Sangre and back around with the cartwheel handspring kick! Standing shooting star press! Trying for the pin but Sangre with the flip off. Notorio takes the opportunity to climb the turnbuckle...Luna de la Muerte!
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Bianca: Sangre kicks out! Unbelievable! Sangre with a lariat now, and blood mists him!
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Mal Sangre wins by Pinfall with the Blood Mist!
Ash: Here is your winner and qualifying for the Four Chambers, MAL SANGRE!
Bianca: And with that, both members of La Sangre Maldita have made it into the Chamber!
Cameras illuminate the scene as a significant agreement is finalized, focusing intently on the signing of a contract. With a confident smile and a firm handshake, President Leila Blake accepts the contract and departs.
The newly contracted wrestler turns to face the cameras, dressed in a dark navy suit complemented by a red tie and sunglasses holding the MAWL Inferno Title. This formidable presence removes his sunglasses, preparing to address the audience.
JP: “Ladies and Gentlemen, I am JP Spears. I have selected Maniacal Action Wrestling League as my new home in my pursuit of excellence in this sport.
With this contract, I vow to dedicate every ounce of my energy to becoming the top competitor. I do not engage in half-hearted efforts;so if I commit, I am fully invested. Anticipate my presence to make a significant impact every time I am out here.
Just to give y'all a little background. As a child, my aspiration was to play football. I devoted my life to the sport, training relentlessly and immersing myself in it. I competed at an elite level at the University of Missouri. driven by my determination to improve, master the strategies, and getting a step on my opponents.
Regrettably, I discovered that football was not my destiny due to an injury. It was disheartening, as I yearned for greatness. I fought my way back, only to realize that I had become yesterday's news and there was no place for me in football anymore.
However, I have come to understand that failure is not inherently negative. It is not the irrevocable end I once believed it to be. Although I experienced shame and regret, I resolved not to let those feelings define me. I am the architect of my identity, and I chose to rise again, ready for the next chapter.
I heeded the call of wrestling, immersed myself in training, participated in smaller events, and now I stand here.
I am here, and nothing will hinder my journey toward greatness.
Everyone at Maniacal Action will come to recognize the name JP. I will ensure that.
Thank you.”
As JP exits, the television behind him displays "JP".
Bianca and Colin sit at their desk.
Bianca: JP has certainly gone a long way towards that pursuit of greatness in winning the rumble for the Inferno Title, and he's looking to get himself situated to get a second belt. But to do that, he'll have to deal with the man we heard from at the start of this broadcast, Gozu.
Colin: If you had asked me at the beginning of this broadcast if JP had a shot at Gozu, I'd be hesitant to say yes, but after Blood Drawn's fall, anything really is possible. So let's get this going.
Ash Greaves stands in the ring.
Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and the winner will qualify for the Four Chambers match at Heart Condition!
JP Spears "Hand Clapper" starts playing and the crowd starts to clap along. JP runs out as the tron starts to play his reel and he plays to the crowd, clapping to either side before starting a jog towards the ring. He slides under the bottom rope and takes off his cut-off T-shirt and throws it into the crowd.
Ash: First! From Charlotte, North Carolina, weighing in at 215 pounds, he is the MAWL Inferno Champion, JP Spears!
The lights in the arena go black as the sound of wind whipping through can be faintly heard. Abruptly a guitar chord kicks from the opening of Archenemy - Handshake with Hell in as dim red light fills every corner of the the arena. Thick fog billows out from the entryway as the music swell, fire erupting at the edges of the stage. Gozu strides out through the fog, his figure silhouetted by lighting from behind him.
Gozu takes his time stalking toward the ring one pace at a time, and upon reaching the ring walks up the steps and up onto the apron. Fog seeping out from under the ring as he reaches it. Gozu push down the top rope and steps over it to enter and takes a few measured paces before sprinting to the far ring corner.
Gozu grabs the turnbuckle as the music reaches a fever pitch and slams his head down into the turnbuckle cover several times. Each impact sending a pillar of pyro firing out of the ring posts. Gozu turns and drops into a crouching position in the same corner as the music fades out and the venue lights come back up.
Ash: And his opponent! From Parts Unknown, weighing in at 320 pounds, GOZU!
The bell rings.
Bianca: And the Inferno Champ starting by getting some quick kicks in. JP tries for some hands and Gozu takes it into a Ripcord Lariat! And he locks in the Torii Breaker, trying to get this wrapped fairly early. JP struggling, but he makes it to the ropes and is able to get the rope break. JP kicks Gozu away then gets some runway for the Hit Stick! JP goes for the moonsault but Gozu steps away!
Colin: People love to play the Samoa Joe game. Gozu stomps JP on the ground, then picks him up for a Cobra Clutch Bulldog. Spears rolls back and hits the dropkick. Gozu catches the leg impact but also catches Spears's legs before he hit the ground and POP UP POWERBOMB!
Bianca: Gozu halts the back and forth pattern with a big bionic elbow. Nope, here Spears comes with a quick high kick and they trade blows, Gozu ends that with a headbutt. And here we go, Kyouki Driver!
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Colin: Spears gets the shoulder up! Gozu up and throws Spears off the ropes, catches him back with a brutal Saito Suplex! JP up off the ropes and coming back and caught in a pop up Powerbomb again!
Bianca: JP gets up with a kick. Gozu responds with the Devil's Descent! That could be all she wrote!
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Gozu wins by Pinfall with the Devil's Descent!
Ash: Here is your winner and qualified for the Four Chambers Match, Gozu!
Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and the winner will qualify for the Four Chambers Match!
As Alter Bridge "White Knuckles" plays over the PA system, James holds back until the song kicks in and then makes his way out from behind the curtain. As he moves into the sight of the fans, he's met with boos but this just brings a smile to his face. The boos continue to rain down towards James but it doesn't phase him as he makes his way down the ramp. James rolls into the ring and then stands in the corner as he awaits his opponent's entrance.
Ash: First, from New York City, New York, weighing in at 190 pounds, the most interesting man in the world, JAMES D!
As "Invasion" hits the PA system, Goldberg is escorted out to the ring by security guards. At the ramp he stomps and screams, causing plumes of pyro to shoot in the air.
Ash: And his opponent! From Oklahoma, weighing in at 284 pounds, GOLDBERG!
The bell rings.
Colin: The man, the myth, the legend is here competing in his singles debut for MAWL. An inauspicious start as James D drives him down with a bulldog. Goldberg up quickly and hits James D with a body slam. Scooping D up and another major body slam. You can hear the bones rattle.
Bianca: D rolls back and charges, going for the float over DDT and Goldberg sends him flying with a ruthless back body drop! D jumps on him from behind with the sleeper, Goldberg charges him into the ring post! Is there anything Goldberg doesn't have an answer for?
Colin: If I were James D I would be very frustrated right now, and James D clearly is. Goldberg running at him on the corner and D moves! Berg bites the buckle! And James D parlays that into a German suplex. James goes for the pin but Goldberg reverses that into a snap suplex and now hitting with the stomps.
Bianca: James D trying to get up now, and Goldberg WITH THE SPEAR! SNAPS HIM RIGHT IN HALF! Going for the cover...
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Goldberg wins by Pinfall with the Spear!
Ash: Here is your winner and qualified for the Four Chambers, GOLDBERG!
Bianca: And the monster snaps his competition in half! And we are halfway through the chamber being filled, it's already shaping up to be a crazy situation. Kid Kross surely must be cursing his luck that he will be trapped in Chamber 4 with Goldberg.
Colin: And we'll be back right after this commercial break for the second half. Stick around.
Marvin Patel, the former CEO of Waves of Pain Wrestling, holds his cell phone while applying another dollop of hair gel. The voicemail noise beeps. Elisa Mae He, former CEO of Ring the Belle Wrestling, sits propped up on his desk listening in intently.
Hello, HeartBroken Podcast and SM Heartbreaker, this is Marvin Patel. Long time listener, first time caller. I agree that many of the names on this roster list are...lacking. The rest of the board and I are considering making some changes at MAWL, and we think you would be primed to the face on the poster. I have much, much money, moreso because of having originally sold my company to this catastrophic collection of kooks, and I'd be willing to pay you twice what Leila Blake is offering to help us make this place something actually worth caring about. Call me back.
Colin: Thank you for tuning in. The first half of these tournament matches, I'm not going to lie, were pretty quick in their execution.
Bianca: I think what we're learning is that we have behemoth wrestlers on our roster now that can't be underestimated. It's been an Autumn Salad...full of squash. Let's see what happens in our second half as Ash Greaves prepares to count us in.
Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and the winner will advance to the Four Chambers match at Heart Condition!
*The arena lights dim as "The Comeback Kid" P Diddy emerges from the smoky entrance, his fur-lined cape billowing behind him. The MAWL logo flashes on the giant screens, and the crowd goes wild as his theme music, "All About the Benjamins," blasts through the speakers.*
Ash: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the grand debut of P Diddy "The Comeback Kid" Sean Combs in the Maniacal Action Wrestling League!
Bianca: I mean his debut was in the Rumble, but sure Ash.
The arena goes dark and lightning strikes as Led Zeppelin "Immigrant Song" runs through the speakers. Thor comes down on a zipline holding his Mjolnir.
Ash: And his opponent! From Belize, weighing in at 245 pounds, the King of Kings! THOR!
The bell rings.
Colin: Both of these men made their debuts in our W2 Rumble, and it's definitely going to be a strange fight. Diddy starting off right away with a grapple and Diddy getting Thor up for the BENJAMINS BOMB! Here comes the Money Rain!
Bianca: I don't know what the exchange rate is with Belize but Diddy trying to hand some of the money to Thor, Thor takes offense and gets a punch NO Diddy blocks it and a solid one-two punch back. Thor whangs him with the left arm lariat!
Colin: Diddy rolls up and to the ropes, oh no there's the drizzle on our beautiful new ring and hits him with a Diddy Dive. Thor up and Diddy with some drizzle on the ground, Thor misses the swing and falls on his face! Drizzle Dodge and Elbow! Thor turns this into a roll-up situation...
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Bianca: Diddy up at 1. Thor's barely gotten any moves in, surprised Diddy was down that long. Now he's got his fist in that nastiness and looks like he's gonna throw and he THROWS THAT HOOK INSTEAD! Goes for the cover but Thor doesn't even stay down for 1, and clubs Diddy with some hammer fists, but Diddy catches them into a thundering neckbreaker, followed with some quick n slick punches.
Colin: I'm not sure how the drizzle hasn't been cause for disqualification. I know Leila has been pushing back against selling it on the site. Thor making the choice now to grab by the wrist instead of the hands and I can't blame him for that, it's a Thunderstrike! Drops him with a chokeslam now and going for the cover but Diddy slides out of it. Thor going for another short arm, Diddy SWATS THE ARM AWAY AND COVERS HIS HAND IN THAT NASTINESS... REACHES OUT FOR A HANDSHAKE...LOCKING IT IN AND THE TWIST. IT'S A MONEY MAKER ARMLOCK! THOR IS TAPPING! THOR IS TAPPING!!!
P. Diddy Sean Combs beats Thor with the Money Maker Submission!
Ash: Here is your winner and advancing to the Four Chambers Tournament, P. Diddy Sean Combs!
Money rains down again. The crowd boos.
Colin: Well, a deal's a deal, and a Handshake Deal is a Handshake Deal. Diddy is going to be in the Chambers.
Bianca: Let's go backstage with Cristel while we try to get this ring cleaned up.
Cristel Bassano walks up to Sarah Tonin, now Sarah Spears, who is burning all of her Joy Addition gear.
Cristel: I'm here with Sarah-
Sarah: Sarah Sharp. Before you go any further, I know what you were going to say, and that cheerful little irritant sits here in the fire where she belongs.
Cristel: All this for a man?
Sarah: Not a Man. THE Man. My Man. Now let's be very clear. This was likely to turn out this way regardless, having to play peppy and happy when I haven't had a win in months is EXHAUSTING. Playing second fiddle to a man who'd rather be with his opponents than me is EXHAUSTING. And with Greg here, I'm what, a third fiddle? Does anyone ever hear the third fiddle play? And let's call this what it is. I've been watching the W2. I've been watching what's been going on here, and the good girls never get the prize. The happy little lambs end up veal. You want me to smile and thank you while you make me a lambchops, Cristel? That what you want?
Cristel: No, I...
Sarah: Why do you think so many of us have taken this path? Why do you think the three happiest wrestlers in the indie scene have come here doing their own Toxic Attraction? We're tired, Cristel. We're tired of waiting. We're tired of deferring. We're tired. And I won't be the last. The way you're all going, you'll be lucky to have any good girls left if things don't change. And Cristel, you'd be wise to do what Ann Lee did and let your inner demon out. I'm sure you could make a name for yourself that way. Hell, I crushed my former bestie's dreams and I'm already in a title contention. Think about it.
Sarah walks out. Cristel is about to say "Back to You" but gets caught in her own thoughts and just walks off.
Colin and Bianca sigh.
Bianca: I hate to say that she has a point, Colin.
Colin: Are you thinking of re-embracing that element of yourself?
Bianca: I want to say no, but if Zora Luthor's offer is high enough and I'm low enough, who's to say.
Ash stands in the ring.
Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and the winner will advance to the Four Chambers Match at Heart Condition!
The lights are black. Like black black. "Mitternacht" by e nomine plays and all that can be seen is the smiley faces which also glow on the poles facing into the ring. Rade lifts Ann up and Ann extends her arms and lifts her head in a Messiah pose as Rade steps over the ring. Once they get into the ring he closes his hands around his face to cover the mask then spits the blood mist into the air, which Ann showers in using the same Messiah pose. The lights go on. Ash realizes their mic has been turned off.
Ann: From Deep in the Black Forest and haunting the deepest caverns of your mind, weighing 355 pounds of crushed hopes and dreams, der Blutsammler, RADE!
Ann cackles maniacally as Rade spits up blood and she showers in it. Ash realizes her microphone works again. The lights turn white with areas strobing in and out of light. Britney Spears "Hit Me Baby One More Time" plays and Lynx walks out.
Ash: And his opponent, from Bialowieza Forest, Poland, weighing 205 pounds, LYNX!
The bell rings.
Colin: We're not going to get longer matches are we.
Bianca: Well Lynx is already in the air, chokeslam, 7 Feet Under! So no, it's possible we won't.
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Rade beats Lynx by Pinfall with 7 Feet Under!
Ash: Here is your winner and advancing to the Four Chambers....RADE!
Colin: Yeah, I guess we should have seen that coming. And wait-what's that commotion??
A man in a white hoodie is thrown out into the ring by two people in masks. The man has a blond tuft and sunglasses.
Bianca: Is this Wildfire? It vaguely looks like him but...
SM Heartbreaker runs out and jumps in the ring, and hits a Running Knee/V Trigger.
Bianca: Who was Wildfire supposed to fight?
Colin: SM Heartbreaker.
Bianca: Oh that jackalope with the podcast?
Colin: Yep and he calls this the Instrument of Destruction. And the cover...
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SM Heartbreaker beats WildFire by Pinfall with the Instrument of Destruction!
Offspring "Trust in You" plays as Heartbreaker has his hand held up.
Ash: Here is your winner and advancing to the Four Chambers Match, SM Heartbreaker!
Colin: Unbelievable. At least we have two legends...wait...one, did one of their trains get stopped at the...so we have one...well, let's see who they're going to fight.
Ash: The next fight is scheduled for one fall and the Winner advances to the Four Chambers Match!
Maki Itoh "Brooklyn the Hole" plays as Maki plays to the crowd, singing her song.
Ash: From Ogōri, Fukoka, Japan, the Cutest in the World, MAKI ITOH!
William T. Purdy "On Wisconsin!" plays as Bucky Badger comes out to the delight of fans.
Ash: And from the University of Wisconsin-Madison, Bucky Badger!
The bell rings.
Colin: And Maki is giving a hug to Bucky...and Bucky returns it...Maki turns it into a Belly to Belly! Maki locks in Itoh Deluxe! Bucky taps!
Maki Itoh beats Bucky Badger by Submission with the Itoh Deluxe!
Ash: Here is your winner and advancing to the Four Chambers, Maki Itoh!
Bianca: If she had lost that match I would have had some questions.
Colin: Still a bit of an insult to her to replace the legend with a mascot.
The lights go out and Nightwish "Phantom of the Opera" plays through the speaker.
Bianca: Here comes the woman who was just last week the Hometown Hero, got a bit unlucky in the W2.
Tragedeigh comes out with no mask, a little angry but trying to keep the audience invested.
Ash: First, from Edina, Minnesota, the Gen Z Dramaturge, TRAGEDEIGH!
Stereophonics "Movie Star" plays as Danielle Fishel struts out with her Givenchy shades and fur coat telling the audience to talk to the hand.
Ash: And her opponent, from Hollywood, California, Ms. Must-See TV, Danielle Fishel!
The bell rings.
Colin: And Tragedeigh is feeling a bit more confident now about her fight and DANIELLE FISHEL WITH A LOW BLOW KICK! SPINNING SMALL WORLD DRIVER! This is what happens when Girl Meets World!
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Danielle Fishel beats Tragedeigh by Pinfall with the Girl Meets World!
Ash: Here is your winner and advancing to the Four Chambers Match, Danielle Fishel!
Bianca: What? Just WHAT? Danielle Fishel, who was supposed to be this sweet neutral party has inserted herself into a title match!
Loud-repeating booms fills the arena with big letter ‘D’ showing up in the titantron before it changes to ‘Daniel’ as the soundtrack Waiting - Not Forgotten played through the PA.
Daniel walks slowly in his long coat through the ramp down to the ring. His eyes are fixed and focused, locking on to his opponent. He climbs the steel stair and enters the ring through the 2nd rope. Finally he’s posing his Destroyer’s Roar with loud big banged pyros from the turnbuckle behind him.
Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and the winner will advance to the Four Chambers Match at Heart Condition! First, from Moultree County, Illinois, weighing 194 pounds, DANIEL!
The arena lights dim with "My Time" playing, with red and white strobes sweeping across the crowd.
Ace walks down the ramp with calculated calm, his movements deliberate and his gaze unflinching. The crowd boos him relentlessly, but Ace feeds off the heat with a smug, unbothered smirk. Midway down the ramp, he stops, raises a fist in the air, and mouths, “You’ll just call me the best.” He climbs into the ring with slow, deliberate movements, scanning the arena before leaning casually against the ropes, waiting for the bell to ring.
Ash: And his opponent, from Florida, weighing 300 pounds, JCM Ace!
The bell rings.
Colin: Ace starts strong with a kick and snap DDT. Daniel up and into Ace's snap powerslam! Daniel up again and this time ducks Ace's grab for an axe hammer. Daniel grabs Ace into a full nelson slam. Ace up and eats Daniel's lariat!
Bianca: Daniel throws Ace off the ropes and Big Boot! Ace whipping Daniel off the ropes now and snap powerslam! Daniel and Ace throwing fists at each other now. Daniel goes up for a Powerbomb and Ace pushes himself down into a Senton! Going for a pin...
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Colin: Daniel pushes Ace off, and then pulls him up into a Ripcord Lariat. Ace tries to roll away and comes in DANIEL BIG BANG! Ace kicks up before one, Daniel stays aboard him for some quick punches. Daniel with a pumphandle slam to Ace and a quick stomp. Daniel picks Ace up and looks like he's going for a Tombstone, NO WAIT DEMON SLAYER!
Bianca: Ace struggling a bit but swings his body back a little and headbutt to the gut, gets Daniel's leg and a takedown! Ace pulls Daniel up and 3rd Ave Forearm! Daniel just stares him in the face...toe kick, which tends to portend A SOUL IMPACT! Going for the pin...Ace barely gets his shoulder up.
Colin: You can see that Daniel is starting to get frustrated. Do you think we'll see the Destroyer come out?
Bianca: Who's to say? I will say, the overhead belly to belly launches him. Ace following up with the Belly to Back. ACE BOMB!
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Colin: And Daniel barely kicks out! Ace frustrated and quick punches to the face. European Uppercut by Ace and ANOTHER ACE BOMB!
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Bianca: Daniel just won't stay down! And now he drives Ace with a powerbomb. Daniel stomping on Ace. Picking him up by his neck....Daniel walking Ace around a bit holding him up...the jump and it's a FINAL JUDGMENT!
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Daniel beats JCM Ace by Pinfall with the Final Judgment!
Ash: Here is your winner and advancing to the Four Corners, DANIEL!
Bianca: This was a most brutal match! These two can really go. Only two more matches to round out our Chamber, but there is no denying that we're going to be dealing with brutality.
Bianca: Here we got two people who are bringing some BRAND new energy into this match! It'll be interesting to see what happens.
Ash stands in the middle of the ring.
Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and the winner will advance to the Four Chambers Match!
Oni feat. Sueco "Spark" plays. White sparks rain down over the entrance as Ace Anarchy bursts onto the stage. The screen behind him fills with falling ‘Joker’ playing cards, which ignite to reveal an anarchy symbol. As his theme song hits, red and white strobe lights flash in sync with the rhythm. Ace Anarchy throws his arms up, singing along behind his mask. He bounces down the ramp, high-fiving and fist-bumping fans before sliding into the ring, ready for action.
Ash: First, from the Outback, Australia, weighing in at 225 pounds, the Thunder from Down Under, ACE ANARCHY!
Ryutqc "He is Back" plays. The lights dim as green and red lasers cut through the darkness. A thunderous explosion of artillery-style pyro erupts at the entrance. Tank Vanguard steps onto the stage, scanning the crowd before giving a sharp salute. His titantron displays a scorched wasteland, the word TANK appearing behind him.
At the ring steps, he pauses, mimics firing a pistol at a random audience member, then steps inside. He tests the ropes, cracks his neck, then prepares for battle.
Ash: And his opponent, from the Barracks, weighing in at 275 pounds, Scorched Earth Tank Vanguard!
The bell rings.
Bianca: Here we go, Anarchy vs Military. Order vs Chaos. Tank comes right out of the gate with a spinebuster! Forearm shot by Ace in response. And one forearm becomes a flurry of them, punctuation by a swinging neckbreaker! Ace goes off the ropes, comes back with a running Big Boot! That startles Tank a bit, and Ace from another angle to do it again.
Colin: Tank comes charging at Ace and gets a hip toss for his trouble. Ace takes the chance to come barreling down now and STATE OF DECAY! Ace plays to the crowd a bit, Tank uses that opportunity to club him in the back of the head.
Bianca: You really should ride the momentum and go for the fall. Ace with some quick punches. Back off the ropes for another State of Decay! This time he goes for the cover but Tank launches him off. The launch doesn't do much though and Tank rises right into a superkick by Ace sending him back down! Trying for the cover again but Tank gets the shoulder up.
Colin: Smart move not popping him back to his feet this time. Ace dismounts and Tank gets him with a quick punch, followed by a double axe hammer. Tank throws Ace off the ropes and Ace returns with another swinging neckbreaker. Tank scoops him up into a powerbomb. Ace bounces up and hits another Superkick!
Bianca: Ace now with some quick kicks but Tank drives him to high hell with a Concussive Blast! Goes for the cover AND ACE KICKS OUT! Tank releases his frustration with a huge powerbomb. Somehow Ace still has it in him to roll out of it, though you can see the exhaustion building a bit. Tank tries for a pop up but Ace gets on his feet behind him and hits with a German.
Colin: Tank goes for a Military Press, but Ace slides out and runs back off the ropes and catches with another big ol boot! Ace makes the mistake of leaving the boot up too long and Tank turns it into a flatliner! Going for an overhead toss to Ace but Ace comes down with a neckbreaker. The two of them exchanging blows now, Tank roils Ace with a headbutt into a spinebuster! Picks him up for a torture rack...but Ace slides out with another German Suplex and holds it for the pin!
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Bianca: And Tank kicks out! These two are putting on a clinic. Ace picks him up and a pop up powerbomb! Pops him up again and DOWN WITH THE SYSTEM! Goes for the pin and Tank military presses him off again!
Colin: Tank picks Ace up and Alabama Slams him! Ace rolls up to his feet and quick kick combo, Tank responds with some stiff punches and gets him up for another Concussive Blast! Going for the cover now, we may actually see the ending...
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Tank Vanguard beats Ace Anarchy by Pinfall with the Concussive Blast!
Ash: Here is your winner and advancing to the Four Chambers, TANK VANGUARD!
Bianca: Both of these men absolutely decimated each other, any one of them could have won, but Tank drives it home. We've got one spot open for the Chamber, and that's coming up next.
Colin: And there is some pathos in this last match, as these two had been a team for a long time and as you heard earlier, that's all done now.
Ash: The following is scheduled for one fall and is for the final spot in the Four Chambers Match!
Florence and the Machine "Spectrum" plays and rainbow lights fill the arena as Devon Delight comes out, more business than usual but still taking the time to high five everyone.
Ash: First, from Portland, Oregon, the Pride of Portland, DEVON DELIGHT!
Foo Fighters "Arrows" plays as Sarah Sharp walks out arguing with fans, and ripping a sign for Joy Addition.
Ash: And his opponent, from Braintree, Vermont, the Spearhead, Sarah Sharp!
The bell rings.
Colin: The former teammates squaring off here. And Sarah with a low blow and the High Angle Spinebuster! She now calls this the Joykiller and it seems to be an apt name! Going for the cover!
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Sarah Sharp beats Devon Delight by Pinfall with the Joykiller!
Ash: Here is your winner and the final entrant in the Four Chambers match, Spearhead Sarah Sharp!
Sarah laughs at Devon then as she leaves looks directly into the camera.
Sarah: I told you! I told you Cristel! You gotta take what you want.
Bianca: And Sarah proves her point! We have one more match to go!
EURASIAN TITLE MATCH
Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the Eurasian Title!
The lights begin to strobe orange and black. Survivor "Eye of the Tiger" plays as Taylor Tiger walks down the ramp, letting out a roar and giving out emphatic high fives. The titantron flashes alternatingly in black scratchy lettering Tenacious Taylor Tiger each word transitioned out with an orange striping effect. He gets into the ring.
Ash: First, the Challenger! From San Diego, California, weighing in at 195 pounds, Tenacious Taylor Tiger!
The lights change to a blue tint with rotating golden astrological signs. The Flaming Lips "Aquarius Sabotage" plays as a man with a Zodiac themed singlet walks out doing a swirling motion in front of his face with his hands.
Ash: And the champion! From Reno, Nevada, weighing in at 212 pounds, he is the Eurasian Champion, Zodiac Zac!
The bell rings.
Colin: And this is our main event, and both men have entered a gentleman's agreement to leave their coterie in the back. No Razi and Johnny, no CN Starz. Just two men fighting for a title. They shake hands, and Tiger throws Zodiac off the ropes and Zodiac comes back with a wild corkscrew neckbreaker! Tiger up and hits a jumping clothesline. Zodiac with a quick punch back and now they're going punch for punch.
Bianca: Tiger hits a headscissors driver! Zodiac up with a forearm shot. Zodiac runs back and that's the Aries Rush! Going for the pin.
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Colin: Tiger kicks at 2. They're up with Zodiac with a solid kick to the midsection, and a TRUE GEMINI DRIVER! Going for the pin.
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Zodiac Zac retains by pinfall with the True Gemini Driver!
Ash: Here is your winner, and STILL Eurasian Champion, Zodiac Zac!
Bianca: With no shade to Taylor Tiger, we thought this would be the outcome, and were not surprised. A statement win to end our first ever episode of MAWL Madness, and the Chambers are set. I'm Bianca Diaz.
Colin: And I'm Colin McRae. See you next week, when we'll be doing the go-home for Heart Condition. Good night.
SM HeartBreaker grabs his phone quickly to google who Marvin Patel as SM HeartBreaker calls back before greeting Marvin like they have been best friends for life.
SM: Marvin! It is fantastic to hear from you! Before we talk business, allow me to say that we do have one thing in common. A great business mind. You see, I too also sold my company at a high price to get rich and just like me, I have no doubt that you will buy back that company and all its rights for a much lower price, turning a profit. So when you talk about making some changes to MAWL. I am all ears because I too can hear a money making opportunity in your voice.
SM HeartBreaker, now establishing a fake bond with Marvin Patel, gets down to negotiation.
SM: While we have established that I see you as a respectable businessman who i certainly can trust to make me more wealthy. I have a little small slither of doubt when I hear you say you can afford to quote unquote "double" what Leila Blake is offering me. Because Marvin, as we are both established experts in the finance game. These numbers don't lie. Its generational. You call to tell me you can "double" generational money? Or was that just to get me to call back? Because there is one thing I know you can offer than money and that is power. Talk to me Marvin.
The Maniacal Action Wrestling League (MAWL) backstage area is a chaotic mess of flickering lights, buzzing monitors, and restless energy. The air reeks of sweat, adrenaline, and faintly of burnt popcorn from a vendor’s cart parked too close to the production area.
In a dimly lit corner near the loading docks, Tragedeigh sits hunched on a metal storage crate, her knuckles white as she grips the shattered remains of her drama mask. The jagged edges dig into her palm, a cruel reminder of what was taken from her. The sting of betrayal still burns—Imogen's treachery, the crushing defeat in the tournament semifinals, and the humiliation of being reduced to a tragic footnote in someone else's rise.
Her breathing is slow, controlled, but the rage in her eyes betrays her storming emotions. She knows she should let it go, rise above like the hero she was meant to be, but… what if vengeance felt better?
The clack of polished shoes against the concrete floor interrupts her spiral of thoughts. She doesn’t need to look up to recognize the silky, commanding voice that follows.
Ralph: "Tragedy, my dear, is the fuel of legends,"
Ralph "El Orador" Silva's voice purrs, his tone smooth and knowing.
Ralph: "And I’d say you have enough for an entire epic."
She slowly looks up. Ralph stands before her in his signature light blue tailored suit, an infuriatingly composed smirk on his face. His piercing brown eyes study her, reading every flicker of emotion like a seasoned playwright gauging his leading lady.
Behind him, like ominous shadows lurking at his flanks, stand Mal Sangre and Sombras—La Sangre Maldita. The air feels heavier with their presence. Mal Sangre stands like a monolith of menace, his crimson and black attire blending with the dim lighting. Sombras, smaller but no less unsettling, seems to exist in the periphery of sight, shifting just enough to make his presence unnervingly fluid.
Tragedeigh grips her broken mask tighter, meeting Ralph’s gaze with defiance.
Tragedeigh: "If you’re here to mock me, you’re wasting your breath."
Ralph chuckles, shaking his head.
Ralph: "Oh no, no. I’m here to offer you something much sweeter… a chance to rewrite this script."
He reaches into his suit pocket and pulls out a sleek, black business card, flicking it effortlessly between his fingers before offering it to her.
Ralph: "I know what it’s like to be discarded, left behind, betrayed."
His voice dripping with the weight of personal history.
Ralph: "You deserve justice… the kind only we can provide."
Tragedeigh’s fingers hover over the card, hesitating.
Tragedeigh: "And what exactly do you want in return?"
Mal Sangre’s deep chuckle rumbles like distant thunder.
Mal Sangre: "Simple. Let your anger breathe. Let it feed you. Stop fighting like a tragic hero… and start fighting like a curse waiting to be unleashed."
Sombras leans in slightly, his voice an eerie whisper.
Sombras: "Revenge is art. We can teach you to paint in blood."
Silence stretches between them. The world outside this moment seems to fade—just her, Ralph, and the two specters of fury looming behind him.
Finally, Ralph tilts his head, his ever-present smirk deepening.
Ralph: "Or… you can stay where you are, picking up the broken pieces. Up to you."
He places the card on her lap, stepping back as La Sangre Maldita slowly retreat with him. The aura of danger they leave behind lingers long after they vanish into the depths of the arena.
Tragedeigh stares at the card, her heartbeat echoing in her ears.
A choice has been placed before her.
Does she walk the road of vengeance?
Or does she remain the tragic heroine destined to suffer?
For the first time, she’s not sure.
FADE TO BLACK
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