Backstage at MAWL, the bustling energy of the arena hums as crew members rush past, preparing for the night’s events. The camera follows Lillian Tevan, who strides through the hallways with an air of mischief, her New Rock boots clunking against the linoleum floor. She hums a tune to herself, occasionally stopping to poke at random objects or wave at bewildered staff members. 

 

 

As she approaches the women's locker room, a group steps into her path—blocking her way.

 

 

Imogen stands front and center, arms crossed, exuding self-importance. Draped over her shoulder is one-half of the MAWL Tag Team Championships. Her pink sparkly flats contrast with her icy demeanor. On either side of her stand other members of Zora Luthor International, each radiating an aura of disdain as they size up Lillian.

 

Imogen: "Oh. My. God. It’s like the circus just rolled into town, but no one even bought a ticket. What exactly are you doing here, little gremlin? Lost on the way to your clown car?"

 

Lillian cocks her head, blinking slowly before grinning wide. She dramatically gasps, placing her hands on her cheeks.

 

Lillian: "Oh nooo! Am I lost? Did I take a wrong turn at ‘Ego Avenue’? Or was it ‘Overcompensation Boulevard’? Gosh, everything here just screams ‘please validate me’—it’s so hard to tell!"

 

The members of Zora Luthor International exchange looks, unimpressed. Imogen scoffs, adjusting the championship on her shoulder, eyes narrowing.

 

Imogen: "Cute. Really. But let’s get something straight, boots-for-brains. This is Zora Luthor International's territory. You don’t just waltz in here like some fan off the street and expect to be welcome. You’re in MAWL now, sweetheart. And we don’t do second-rate freakshows."

 

Lillian places a hand over her heart, pouting exaggeratedly.

 

Lillian: "Oh, how devastating! To think my mere presence could ruffle the designer feathers of the big, bad, brand-name bullies of MAWL! Truly, I am shaken to my core!"

 

She then snorts, straightening up and flashing a lopsided grin.

 

Lillian: "But y’know, for a bunch of ‘top-tier champions,’ you sure seem real worried about little ol’ me. Like, I haven’t even done anything yet, and you’re already huddling up like Mean Girls planning next week's cafeteria takedown. What’s the matter? Afraid I might actually steal the spotlight from the ‘Human Spotlight’?"

 

Imogen’s jaw tightens as the other members shift, some rolling their eyes, others stepping in just a little closer.

 

Imogen: "Listen, you overgrown Hot Topic gremlin—"

 

Lillian suddenly lifts a finger, shushing her dramatically.

 

Lillian: "Ah, ah, ah! If you’re about to give me some ‘respect my authority’ speech, please don’t waste your breath. That air could be better spent… I dunno, earning the fear you think you deserve?"

 

Lillian suddenly claps her hands together, bouncing on the heels of her boots. She lets out a loud, exaggerated gasp before reaching into her pocket and pulling out a handful of glitter, which she promptly tosses into the air with a theatrical flourish, spinning in circles like an overexcited child at a birthday party.

 

Lillian: "Oh wait! Should I knight you first? Dame Imogen, Queen of the Mean Girls! Protector of Fragile Egos! The most sparkly champion that ever sparkled!"

 

She twirls dramatically, sending more stray glitter floating around before attempting a regal bow—only to lose her balance and land on her backside with a loud oof!. She immediately pops back up like nothing happened, hands on her hips, grinning wide.

 

Lillian: "There! Now you have the respect you so desperately wanted! Feel better? Or do I need to break out a full parade for you?"

 

The tension rises as the two women lock eyes. Imogen’s grip on her championship tightens, but before anything escalates, she suddenly recoils, batting at her arms and brushing frantically at her clothes as the lingering glitter settles on her. Her face twists in disgust as she glares at Lillian, who watches with an innocent, wide-eyed expression.

 

Imogen: "Ugh! Are you serious?! Do you have any idea how long it takes to get this crap off?! This is designer, you absolute troll!"

 

One of her stablemates steps forward, whispering something in her ear as Imogen huffs, trying to wipe away the sparkles. After a moment, she composes herself, straightening her championship belt and flipping her hair back with an annoyed sneer.

 

Imogen: "Tch. Whatever. You’re not worth the time—yet. But you and I? We’ve got business tonight, Tevan. And when we step in that ring, I’m going to make sure you regret ever setting foot in MAWL. After all, you might be some chaotic wildcard in Dynasty of Champions, but here? You're just another act in a show that's already booked solid. The difference between us is simple—you play pretend, and I am the spotlight. You’re nothing more than a sideshow attraction, a cheap novelty that’ll fade the moment someone more interesting walks in. And trust me, Tevan, you don’t belong in my ring, let alone my world. So enjoy your fifteen minutes, because once I’m done, you’ll be back where you belong—forgotten."

 

She turns sharply, motioning for her stablemates to follow as they saunter off, leaving Lillian standing there, grinning to herself.

 

Lillian watches them leave, then tilts her head.

 

Lillian: "Awww, and here I was hoping for a free ‘welcome gift’! Maybe some cupcakes! Or, y’know… a trophy for ‘Most Insecure Championship Holders’?"

 

Smirking to herself, she finally turns, pushing open the locker room door as the screen fades to black.

 

 

BELL CENTRE

MONTREAL, QUEBEC, CANADA

FEBRUARY 28, 2025

 

 

Dead Pony "COBRA" plays as fireworks go off in the arena to an absolutely rabid crowd.  Arvin Wallace-Jones and Kendra Mavis sit at their brand-new desk.

 

 

 

Kendra: HellllllllLLLLLLO MAWL! I AM KENDRA MAVIS!

 

Arvin: And I am Arvin Wallace-Jones! This is not a mistake, your TV's aren't making Colin and Bianca look different, this is our new show MAWL MALICE! We air before Madness but we are just as impactful, just as explosive, and just as sexy...dare I even say sexier... in comparison to Madness. And some of you bought the two-show pass so we hope you're comfortable. We are here in Montreal, at the amazing Bell Centre, home of the storied Montreal Canadiens so this place is no stranger to violence.

 

Kendra: It sure isn't, Arvin, and we've already gotten a little amuse-bouche earlier this week when our group was invited here to hang with Dynasty of Champions in a cross-fed blowout where I have to say we came out looking pretty good. Most of us anyway, Black Saber was taken to the ER following his match and we'll keep you updated as we know more.

 

Arvin: Amuse-bouche, eh?

 

Kendra: I know un peu French.

 

Arvin: Oh boy. ANYWAY, it seems that in light of that event, our card today was updated to include some of Dynast's finest, and also Eddie Ellis is here.

 

Kendra: And we know that any new show has to have the proverbial bottle smashed on it, so here's the newly crowned captain of the ship, CN Starz!

 

 

The opening riff of Just Jack "Starz in their Eyes" plays as the arena lights dims and turns blue, with star projections around the ring. CN Starz struts out holding the microphone. There is a cockiness to her movements, but just contained enough to remain professional.

 

 

CN: HELLO MONTREAL!

 

The crowd cheers.

 

CN: It is my pleasure and privilege to be fronting this new adventure. Leila Blake saw in me-

 

The cheers shift to boos now a bit.

 

CN: Shut up. Leila Blake saw in me leadership and decision making skills in how I managed the title match of the ungrateful former Zodiac Zac and decided in her infinite wisdom to give me a part of the empire to oversee as she sticks to managing Madness, PPVs, hiring, firing, and all the other craziness. And it couldn't have come at a more exciting time, as I get to oversee our hosting of Dynasty of Champions' competitors on our shores! This will culminate in an 80-person dueling rumble!

 

The cheers return in full force.

 

Arvin: Now, I know this is my first day but I've watched all these other shows and it seems like all these big matches takes a little bit out of the Spring Fling.

 

Kendra: Not when the prize is a guaranteed and locked in title match in the Fall in the biggest event of the MAWL year.

 

Arvin: Facts. Alright, let's get this going.

 

CN: So you don't want to hear from me, you want to see matches. Let's go!

 

Arvin: Let's throw it over to our brand new Malice announcer Heloisa Cabral!

 

ACE ANARCHY VS SOLDAT

 

 

Heloisa: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

 

 

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.

 

 

Heloisa: First! From The Outback, weighing in at 225 pounds, the Thunder from Down Under! ACE! ANAAAARCHY!

 

 

Images of footsteps come in hologram as Soldat marches in to "Army of Me".  As Bjork says "Stand up", Soldat stands at attention.

 

 

As Bjork sings, "There's too many", Holograms multiply considerably, and from there they all march to the ring in time.

 

Heloisa: And his opponent! From Satu Mare, Romania, weighing in at 300 pounds, SOLDAT!

 

Kendra: It's Order vs Chaos to start us off tonight!

 

Anarchy and Soldat stare each other down. Anarchy shows some energy and builds up his kinetic energy. Soldat stays firm and motionless.

 

The bell rings. 

 

Arvin: Anarchy comes in hot and charges for Soldat, Soldat catches him into a flapjack. 

 

Kendra: Anarchy rolls back and DRILLS Soldat with the State of Decay. Soldat tries to convert that into a rollup but Anarchy easily kicks out. Soldat picks Anarchy up from the neck and reverse chokeslam!

 

Arvin: Can we talk about Soldat just bounced up from that State of Decay like it was nothing? He picks Anarchy up again, going for a Military Press Hold and looks like he might lay him out with the BASIC TRAINING! And that seems like it's a quick and to the dirty. Going for a cover-

 

1!

 

Kendra: NO! Anarchy gets his hand to the rope! Soldat is a bit irritated but it's gonna take more than that to keep him down. Soldat pulls him back and a quick fisherman to try for the pin again, but not even a one. 

 

Arvin: Soldat is looking to finish this match with efficiency but this is not the competitor to try that with. The two of them exchanging punches, doing the blow for blow now, and it's already looking rough in there.

 

Kendra: Soldat attempts a clothesline, Anarchy ducks it, runs from the ropes and coming back around, coming back for a spin kick but Soldat ducks, Soldat trying for the boot and Anarchy slides under it, Soldat with a spinning back fist and it connects!

 

Arvin: And Anarchy hits the ground but bounces back up and DOWN WITH THE SYSTEM! Anarchy coming off the ropes and going for a jumping splash but Soldat catches him and DDTs him down into a roll-up pin! Anarchy kicks out easily. 

 

Kendra: Soldat picks Anarchy up by the throat, overhead and Soldat drives Anarchy down with the Front Slam again! Back to Basic! Going for the cover, and Anarchy gets to the rope before even a 1!

 

Arvin: Anarchy to his feet, Soldat goes for a lariat but Anarchy ducks and German Suplex! Soldat rolls up and headbutts Anarchy. Anarchy stutters back but this gives him a good chasm to hit a superkick! Soldat pushes back onto the ropes and coming for a charge but Anarchy flips over Soldat and another German Suplex!

 

Soldat pounds the ground in frustration.

 

Kendra: Soldat getting pretty agitated. Anarchy charges and Soldat catches him with a gut punch. Anarchy doubling forward, turns it into a double underhook, lift and DDT!! FULL HOUSE! Going for the cover, but Soldat gets to the rope.

 

Arvin: Anarchy getting frustrated now and punch to the face. Soldat punches back! The two of them going at it and we're in a rolling situation. Anarchy throws Soldat across the pond, Soldat hits a discus lariat. Soldat jumps up with an elbow drop. Soldat picks up Anarchy and throws him into the post! 

 

Kendra: Soldat backs up, splash into the corner! Soldat back and Stinger Splash! Soldat takes the run back and CAUGHT INTO THE ACE HIGH! Spinning Patella Brainbuster! 

 

1!

2!

 

Arvin: SOLDAT KICKS OUT AGAIN! HOW? HOW DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING? Anarchy throwing several fists at Soldat, and adding in forearms! Anarchy exploder suplex into the posts! Backing up a bit, Corner Cannonball Senton. 

 

Kendra: Pulls Soldat out of the corner and snap powerslam! Soldat gets the shoulder up and punches Ace in the head. Ace grabs a punch and twist into an armbar, Soldat flips him out and Ripcord Chokeslam! That's The Draft! And going for the pin but Ace rolls him up, but Soldat kicks out. 

 

Arvin: Ace High again!

 

1!

 

A man in a clean and tailored suit pulls Soldat's hand to the ropes.

 

Kendra: WHO IS THIS. 

 

 

Arvin: And Soldat takes this opportunity to pull Ace into a pin!

 

1!

2!

 

Kendra: And Ace rolls him back into the center!

 

1!

2!

 

Arvin: Soldat with a snap suplex! And Soldat off the ropes going for the jumping headbutt and NO ACE WITH A POSSUM DOWN WITH THE SYSTEM!

 

1!

2!

3!

 

Ace Anarchy wins by Pinfall with the Down with the System!

 

 

Heloisa: Here is your winner, the Thunder! From Down UNDER! ACE! ANAAAARCHY!

 

The Papa and Soldat start to walk down the apron, talking and plotting.

 

Arvin: And we are receiving word that the man accompanying Soldat apparently goes by the Papa, and Soldat called him here because he got some information before we did that apparently Black Saber's ambulance never made it to the hospital and that there was an explosion. Weird that any of us are waiting this long to get that information, and we send love and condolences to the friends and family of Black Saber.

 

Kendra: It does seem a little strange, doesn't it, that we hadn't heard about this when the hospital trip was yesterday after the crossover, but we'll have more as it comes in.

 

Arvin: We're being told to "move on" from CN Starz, hmm, and-

 

 

"I wanna Rock!" By Twisted Sister as WildFire walks down the entrance ramp towards the ring.

He is wearing a blue and orange Edmonton Oiler Jersey over his usual outfit.

 

WildFire : "Montreal, Quebec, Canada, HOLLA LOUD IF YOU ARE CANADIAN AND PROUD !!!!"

The Crowd Cheers Loudly.

WildFire :"What, I'm Sorry, I Can't Hear you?"

The Crowd Cheers Louder.

WildFire : "I'm sorry I must be in BOSTON or Something. I said HOLLA LOUD IF YOU ARE CANADIAN AND PROUD!!, not politely apologize and sit there quietly..."

The CROW CHEERS LOUDER.

WildFire : "What?"
WildFire : "I"
WildFire :"Can"
WildfIre "Not"
WildFire :"Hear"
WildFire "You!!!!!"

The Crowd begins to stomp and roar.

WildFire :"Louder...."
 
The Crowd starts to Chant .

WildFire : Huh? Sorry What?

Crowd : "OHH CANADA !!!!!"

WildFire :"Our Home and Native Land ... LOUDER !!!!"

Crowd :"TRUE PATRIOT LOVE, IN ALL OF US COMMAND !!!!"

WildFire : With GLOWING HEARTS WE THEE RISE, THE TRUE NORTH STRONG AND FREE ... I SAID LOUDER !!!!!"

CROWD : "FROM FAR AND WIDE, OH CANADA , WE STAND ON GUARD FOR THEE"

WildFire : "All Together"

WildFire and the Crowd : "God keep our land glorious and free!
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee."

 

 

Kendra: Oh, you had to go and mention Boston, didn't you.

 

 

WildFire's Boston dig brings out Sprinkl, wearing a "Dunkin is Better than Tims" shirt and holding a microphone.

Sprinkl: Now I know you aren't comin out here makin digs at the greatest city, with the greatest sports teams, with the greatest sports fans, and the greatest donuts in the world. I know you aren't comin out here, razzing on the location of the SPRING STING, where I'm gonna win the SPRING FLING, and do my SPRING THING and little man it's gonna be just like me, too sweet to defeat. Now, these people and their inferior tastebuds and inferior anthem may have your back but little man say another word about the land of Brady, the land of Bill Russell, most importantly the land of the Sugar Daddy himself SPRINKL, and I'm gonna kick you in your Timbits.

The audience boos and Marla Anderson comes out here with a microphone of her own. Where are they getting all these mics?

 

 

Marla: Now Sprinkl I know you're not gonna come in here and try to talk sports supremacy when your boy Brady ran off to Tampa and left you in the lurch, and I absolutely know you're not gonna besmirch my maple dips and my peanut crunch donuts, that's gonna be a hell no from me. I was sick last week and boy I would've LOVED to lock the Maple Leaf on a fool in Toronto but I guess today's as good a day as any. Ain't that right Canada? You wanna see me dunk this donut and show em why Tim's is the best damn donut in the world?

Cheers from the crowd. Marla smiles but then turns to WildFire.

Marla: Now hold on y'all cause I ain't done. Boy, look at this mess. I know your momma gave you better sense than to wear Western Canada colors in Eastern Canada, and in French Canada especially. Boy you're gonna get us West folk killed before we get a chance to show up in our hometown! What you doin, man? Now, we Canadians gotta stick together so right now I'm speakin from the same side and with love. I know y'all gotta deal with your little lizard friend so I'll take care of Jimmies over here, but we gotta talk strategy my guy.

 

WildFire pulls out his cellphone but quickly puts it away.

WildFire: Hmm I'm sorry I don't know who you are, (points at Sprinkl ) I'd look it up but I don't care.

WildFire: You come out here trying to get some cheap heat, crap on the locals and you think you're pretty neat.
List off some crap, that we don't care about, about a craphole called Boston, and try to ruin our fun.

WildFire: And this ain't about about Toronto, this about The Red White and True, you stand in Canada, so FU !!!

WildFire: And whatever you are, whoever you are, at least we are FREE.

WildFire: Not like you, you are just a bunch of trained monkeys.

WildFire: You took the the United out of the USA, the U out of states, gave your freedom away for nickles and dimes, to a bleach blonde Orangutan and a really rich skunk.

WildFire: You're loud and your proud, but you're really all jerks, cause your God is green, and the truth really hurts.

WildFire: You took a chainsaw to the tree of Democracy, you're just a fascist state, Voted a King and God, into lifelong power.
Now you'll beg and you'll cry to get out of the mess you are in, while your fascist leader collects a lifetime of sins.

WildFire: So who really cares about Boston, it's the rim of a toilet!

WildFire: So Sprinkl, Dinkl Shooting star, how I don't give a crap who you are, this promo was fun, and Marla your timing was fun.

WildFire: But this ain't about the East and it ain't about the West, and to best honest THE OILERS ARE THE BEST!!!!

WildFire: It's about OUR Country, GREAT and True, about the very few times , we get to say "CANADA WE LOVE YOU !!!""

WildFire: It's a Honour and Privilege to be here, to stand here tonight, just as it will be a Honour and a Privilege to stand in Montreal next month.  And when we FINALLY DO, and we will...

WildFire: Stand in Vancouver  British Columbia and my Hometown of EDMONTON ALBERTA, when we do our WEST COAST TRIP !!!

 

Sprinkl smirks.

Sprinkl: So it's a rap battle you want is it?

Marla: no one asked for this.

Arvin: Yeah I gotta agree with Marla on this.

Sprinkl:
You actin all tough out here on your turf
Back in the states we call you a Smurf
You're out fightin wolves when I am the alpha
You tiny ass sprout they should call you alfalfa
Marla takes you battles cause you're just a coward
You straight duckin me like your name is Howard
You call people Hosers, you call people Posers
Your arrogance don't fly with me, no sir
So what's this aboot (oh that's so cute)
Is I'm gonna play you like the magic flute
So if you get a chance to get your spine back on
Fight me like a man next week in Akron

Sprinkl drops the mic and does a cheeky little pose. The fans boo him, as Marla walks off sighing.  WildFire turns around to see Cam E. Leon whose outfit matches the rings. Cam promptly strikes him. 

 

 

CAM E. LEON VS WILDFIRE

 

The bell rings.

 

Arvin: Has Cam been in the ring this whole time?

 

Kendra: I'm not...sure? Maybe? We'll have to review the tape later. The two of them squaring off, Cam coming off the ropes and handspring enziguiri! Wild up, some quick chops by Cam, Cam going for a run and WILDFIRE CATCHES HIM INTO A DEATHROLL! Cam kicks out and standing dropkick to WildFire! Another standing dropkick by Cam! Off the ropes-WildFire catches him into an armdrag.

 

Arvin: Cam quick on his feet, rolls upright with little momentum lost and a series of weak chops to the chest of Wild. Wild fights back with some quick rights. Cam ducks the punches, off the ropes and...throws a...tail?

 

Kendra: Oh, I've seen this trick. WildFire looks over at the tail and gets SKINKED! That dropkick took him RIGHT off his feet! Cam with the pin-NO! WildFire kicks! 

 

Arvin: Deathroll by WildFire -

 

1!

 

Arvin: Shoulder up by Cam. WildFire frustrated, quick punches and a running clothesline to knock Cam off his feet, and going now for the BOOM2! This could be it!

 

1!

2!

 

Kendra: Cam gets the shoulder up!  And you can tell Wild is pissed. Quick punch by Wild. Quick punch by Cam, and off the ropes for a hurricanrana! Going for the pin, but WildFire kicks out easily. WildFire with a knee shot to the head of Cam, and he may have a cut!

 

Arvin: Cam not letting that stop him, backing up, off the ropes and going for another hurricanrana and WILDFIRE REVERSES INTO A SITOUT POWERBOMB!  Cam kicks easily and hurricanrana to the outside! WildFire spilling out onto the floor!

 

Kendra: WildFire is quick in and some quick punches, loading up and another Boom2! Going for the pin-but Cam kicks out and unloads a series of chops on WildFire, but WildFire grabs the arm and locks in an crossface! Cam trying to get to the ropes, WildFire locks the hold in tighter and pulls him away from the ring! The hold is too tight, and Cam taps!

 

WildFire wins by Submission with the Crossface!

 

 

Heloisa: Here is your winner, WILDFIRE!

 

Arvin: Bleed em, pin em, submit em. It's what WildFire goes by and it's clearly working for him here. 

 

Kendra: And now we're going to have the first of our cross-fed matches!

 

Arvin: And you can tell there's some muttering and visible confusion by the visitors backstage. They expected to be on Madness, they didn't even know we existed, the early call time was confusing but all the same they're here to fight and be an integral part of this historic first show. Somehow CN was able to finagle the matches onto her show. 

 

The arena lights dim as the energy in the crowd builds. The camera cuts to the announce desk where Kendra and Arvin are seated, ready to call the action for tonight’s highly anticipated match between Lillian Tevan and Imogen.

 

LILLIAN TEVAN VS IMOGEN

 

Kendra: Ladies and gentlemen, it is time for a match that has had sparks flying all night! The ever-chaotic and unpredictable Lillian Tevan of Dynasty of Champions is about to go one-on-one with one-half of the MAWL Tag Team Champions, the self-proclaimed 'Human Spotlight,' Imogen!

 

Arvin: And I can tell you right now, Bianca, Imogen is NOT happy about this. She sees Lillian as an absolute joke—a sideshow act that doesn’t belong in MAWL. But if there’s one thing we know about Lillian Tevan, it’s that she thrives in chaos, and that unpredictability could very well be Imogen’s undoing.

 

The lights flash as Heloisa Cabral steps into the ring, microphone in hand.

 

 

Heloisa: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…

 

 

Abruptly, the opening notes of "Tears of the Clown" by Circus of Rock echo through the arena, and a murmur of confusion ripples through the crowd. The lighting shifts into chaotic red and purple strobes as the screen flickers with static visuals.

 

Kendra: Wait… hold on a second. This isn't Lillian's music! Did Zora Luthor International change it?!

 

Arvin: You know, I wouldn’t put it past them. Imogen and her crew love to play mind games, and what better way to get under Lillian’s skin than messing with her entrance?

 

The camera cuts to the stage as the music continues to play. After a moment of delay—BAM!—Lillian Tevan bursts through the curtain, stumbling forward dramatically as if she’s about to fall, only to catch herself at the last second.

 

 

She stops, blinking as if realizing the music isn’t what she expected, tilting her head in confusion. Then, with a shrug, she starts bobbing her head to the beat and dancing along, fully embracing the moment as the crowd cheers.

 

Kendra: Well… if they thought this would throw her off, I think they miscalculated! Lillian Tevan is just rolling with it!

 

Heloisa: Introducing first, from the United Kingdom, representing Dynasty of Champions, she is ‘The Chaotic Enigma’—LILLIAN TEEEEEVAN!

 

Lillian skips down the ramp, stopping occasionally to interact with the crowd in her own bizarre way—high-fiving fans only to fake them out last second, randmly pointing at people like she’s discovered them in a game of tag, and even dramatically bowing to a security guard.

 

Kendra: And there she is! The wild card, the unpredictable force of nature, Lillian Tevan!

 

Arvin: This woman is an absolute lunatic, Kendra. She doesn’t even walk to the ring like a normal competitor! She’s got this entire place wondering what she’ll do next, and that’s her greatest weapon.

 

Lillian slides under the bottom rope—except she miscalculates and gets stuck halfway. She kicks her legs wildly for a moment before wriggling through, popping up and throwing her arms out theatrically, pretending as if nothing happened. The crowd roars with laughter and cheers as she spins in circles before throwing up the metal horns, headbanging to her theme.

 

The crowd pops as Lillian climbs onto the second turnbuckle, soaking in the moment before dramatically flopping onto the mat like a ragdoll.

 

 

The lights quickly shift as Lillian’s music cuts and an almost regal-sounding synth overture plays. The screen flashes gold, and "Grown" by Chloe x Halle takes over the speakers. A lone spotlight shines on the entrance as Imogen confidently steps onto the stage, championship slung over her shoulder. She wears her signature designer shades and a look of pure arrogance as she surveys the crowd.

 

 

Heloisa: "And her opponent… from 5th Avenue, New York… she is one-half of the MAWL Tag Team Champions… ‘The Reflection of Perfection’—IMOOOOGEN!"

 

Boos rain down as Imogen struts to the ring, barely acknowledging the fans. She stops halfway down the ramp, adjusting her sunglasses before casually handing them off to a ringside assistant as if they were priceless artifacts. Her eyes lock onto Lillian, filled with pure disdain.

 

Kendra: You can just feel the disdain radiating off of Imogen right now. This match isn’t just about a win—it’s about proving a point. Imogen wants to humiliate Lillian and send a message that Dynasty of Champions doesn’t belong on her turf.

 

Arvin: And let’s not forget—Imogen HATES being made to look foolish. Lillian literally showered her in glitter earlier tonight, and you better believe that’s still eating at her.

 

Imogen slowly walks up the steel steps, pausing at the apron. She eyes Lillian with an unimpressed sneer before gracefully stepping through the ropes. She takes center stage, raising her championship high before brushing off her shoulders as if to dismiss Lillian’s presence entirely. Lillian, meanwhile, sits cross-legged in the corner, watching Imogen with a smirk.

 

The camera zooms in as the referee steps forward, checking both competitors. The energy in the arena is electric as the referee signals for the match to begin.

 

Kendra: Here we go! Chaos versus control, unpredictability versus precision—who will walk out of MAWL with the victory? We’re about to find out!

 

DING DING DING!

 

Lillian immediately springs to life, skipping in a circle around the ring with exaggerated enthusiasm, waving at fans and even offering a playful high-five to the referee—who wisely refuses. She then throws her arms out dramatically, wiggling her fingers like she’s about to cast a spell on Imogen.

 

Arvin: And there she goes! Lillian Tevan is already making a complete joke out of this match!

 

Bianca Graves: Or maybe she’s just getting into her opponent’s head! Imogen thrives on control, and Lillian is giving her anything but that.

 

Imogen, meanwhile, stands stone-faced in the center of the ring, arms crossed as she watches Lillian’s antics with pure contempt. She exhales slowly, clearly trying to compose herself, rolling her neck as she waits for the right moment to strike. Lillian, noticing Imogen’s stoic stance, suddenly flops onto her back as if she’s completely lost interest in the match. She lifts her legs and lazily bicycle-kicks the air.

 

Imogen: Are you serious right now?!

 

Lillian: Oh, did you wanna wrestle? Well, why didn’t you say so?!

 

She then extends her hand for a handshake, rocking back and forth excitedly.

 

Imogen glares, refusing to take the bait, her fists clenching as she finally takes a step forward, ready to lock up. As Lillian lunges in, Imogen swiftly sidesteps, catching her off guard. With a sudden burst of aggression, Imogen yanks Lillian into a tight side headlock, wrenching down with authority. She smirks, finally taking control of the pace as she grinds her forearm against Lillian’s head, making sure to emphasize the moment.

 

Kendra: And just like that, Imogen turns the tables! She wasn’t about to play Lillian’s games forever.

 

Arvin: That’s the discipline Imogen prides herself on—waiting for the right opening and then capitalizing.

 

Lillian, however, refuses to stay trapped for long. With a series of frantic, exaggerated wriggles, she thrashes her legs and twists her body, making it as difficult as possible for Imogen to maintain control. Imogen grits her teeth, tightening her grip, but Lillian suddenly drops to her knees and slips free, scurrying between Imogen’s legs like a slippery eel.

 

Kendra: And Lillian escapes! I don’t know if that was skill or just pure chaos, but she’s out of there!

 

Before Imogen can react, Lillian pops up behind her and swipes at her legs, successfully tripping her opponent and sending her stumbling forward. Imogen barely manages to catch herself and land on her back, but before she can recover, Lillian seizes the moment. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she leaps into the air and lands a full-force butt drop directly onto Imogen’s face!

 

Arvin: Oh my god! Lillian just—did she really just do that?!

 

Kendra: And Imogen looks absolutely disgusted!

 

Imogen flails wildly beneath Lillian, her muffled shriek of horror audible even over the roaring laughter from the crowd. Lillian, grinning ear to ear, dramatically poses on top of her for an extra moment before rolling off, giggling to herself as she scrambles back to her feet.

 

Imogen: Are you KIDDING ME?!

 

She frantically wipes at her face, her expression twisted in absolute revulsion, while Lillian playfully dusts off her own rear, acting as if she just performed some grand, tactical maneuver. Furious, Imogen snaps back to her feet and lunges forward with a wild strike, but Lillian effortlessly ducks under it, scampering away with an exaggerated skip. She bounces off the ropes, looking as if she’s about to charge at Imogen, but instead, she breaks into an awkward, wonky sprint that seems to serve no purpose other than irritating her opponent.

 

Arvin: What—what even is that?! Lillian Tevan is just running like a malfunctioning wind-up toy!

 

Kendra: And it’s working! Look at Imogen! She is absolutely fuming!

 

Imogen clenches her fists, her face turning red as she watches Lillian’s ridiculous movement. With a growl of frustration, she storms forward, looking to put an end to the nonsense once and for all. As she lunges for a strike, she suddenly pulls back at the last second, causing Lillian to flinch and react defensively. Seizing the moment, Imogen swiftly follows up with a swinging kick, catching Lillian hard in the head and sending her to the mat.

 

The crowd erupts in boos as Imogen wastes no time, grabbing Lillian by the hair and viciously slamming her face into the mat. She sneers at the audience, reveling in their disapproval before yanking Lillian up to her feet. With forceful precision, Imogen pulls her into a devastating clothesline, flattening her back onto the canvas.

 

Wasting no time, Imogen grabs Lillian’s legs and begins positioning her for a Figure Four Leg Lock. However, as she locks it in, Lillian’s boot, well-worn from countless battles, gets dangerously close to Imogen’s face. Imogen's expression twists in absolute horror as she recoils slightly, wrenching in disgust.

 

Arvin: Oh no, I think Imogen just got a whiff of Lillian’s war-torn boots! That’s a fate worse than any submission hold!

 

Kendra: She looks like she’d rather tap out than deal with that!

 

Imogen flails for a moment, frantically trying to turn her head away from the offending footwear. The distraction gives Lillian a split-second opportunity to react, and she doesn’t waste it. With a sudden jolt, she kicks her leg forward, booting Imogen square in the face. Imogen's head snaps back as she recoils, her disgusted shriek echoing through the arena. But Lillian isn’t done—she quickly shuffles forward, pressing her boot openings even closer to Imogen's face, ensuring she gets the full, unrelenting experience.

 

Imogen flails wildly, her gagging noises only fueling the laughter from the crowd. Desperate to escape, she shoves Lillian's foot away with both hands, scrambling backward before quickly rolling onto her feet. Shaking off the lingering disgust, Imogen glares daggers at Lillian, her frustration boiling over as she prepares her next move. However, the crowd suddenly shifts their attention elsewhere, murmurs growing into cheers and boos as three figures appear in the stands—Kalpana, Morgan Maverick, and Vicious Valencia Valdez.

 

Kendra: Wait a minute… do you see what I see, Arvin?

 

 

Arvin: I sure do, Kendra! That’s Kalpana, Morgan Maverick, and Vicious Valencia Valdez! What are they doing here?!

 

The trio watches the action from their position in the crowd, their expressions unreadable, adding an unexpected element of intrigue to the match. Imogen briefly glances their way, her scowl deepening as she refocuses on Lillian. From the crowd, Kalpana suddenly shouts, "Put that goblin in her place, Imogen! Show her why MAWL is your world!" The words bring a smirk to Imogen's face as she refocuses, now even more determined to assert her dominance. She strides forward and locks up with Lillian, immediately using her strength advantage to push her backward.

 

Lillian braces herself, struggling to maintain her footing as Imogen steadily forces her toward the turnbuckle, showcasing her control and power. As Lillian's back meets the turnbuckle, Imogen drives a hard knee into her stomach, forcing a gasp from her opponent. The crowd erupts in boos as Imogen takes several steps back, a confident smirk creeping onto her face as she watches Lillian reel from the impact.

 

From the crowd, Kalpana, Morgan Maverick, and Vicious Valencia Valdez shout in unison, "Show her how much her opinion matters, Imogen!" The words fuel Imogen’s confidence even further as she backs up, her smirk widening. Then, with sudden speed, she charges forward and leaps, slamming into Lillian with Your Opinion!—her signature corner rump smash, driving Lillian back into the turnbuckle with crushing impact.

 

Arvin: Oh man! That’s Your Opinion—and Imogen just made sure Lillian felt every bit of it!

 

Bianca Graves: That was absolutely brutal! Imogen sending a message loud and clear!

 

From the crowd, Kalpana, Morgan Maverick, and Vicious Valencia Valdez erupt in cheers, clapping and nodding in approval at Imogen’s dominance. In the ring, Imogen wastes no time capitalizing on her momentum. She grabs Lillian by the head and drags her toward the middle rope, setting her up for Reflection of Perfection!—her devastating Middle Rope Flatliner. The crowd watches in anticipation as Imogen positions herself, ready to seal the deal.

 

However, Lillian isn’t going down without a fight. As Imogen grips her by the hair, Lillian starts flailing her arms and kicking wildly, trying to break free. She wriggles and thrashes, making it difficult for Imogen to keep control, forcing her to readjust her grip as Lillian fights back with sheer chaotic energy. Meanwhile, Kalpana, Morgan Maverick, and Vicious Valencia Valdez leap over the barricade, immediately grabbing the referee’s attention.

 

As the official turns to deal with the sudden intrusion, Vicious takes advantage of the distraction, sprinting towards the ring. She swiftly climbs up the apron and, with precision, drives a brutal kick through the ropes, catching Lillian hard in the head while Imogen holds onto her. The impact sends Lillian reeling, leaving her dazed in Imogen’s grasp.

 

Arvin: Oh come on! That was a blatant cheap shot! The referee didn’t see it, but everyone else did!

 

Kendra: This is an absolute numbers game, Colin. Imogen and her allies are stacking the deck against Lillian, and the crowd is not happy about it!

 

The crowd erupts in loud boos, voicing their disapproval as Imogen smirks, knowing she has the upper hand. Seizing the moment, she tightens her grip on Lillian and launches off the middle rope, driving her face-first into the mat with Reflection of Perfection! The impact echoes throughout the arena as Lillian lies motionless on the canvas. As the referee turns back to the action, Imogen wastes no time, quickly rolling over and hooking Lillian's leg for the cover, pressing her full weight down for the pinfall.

 

ONE! TWO! THREE!

 

The referee calls for the bell as Kalpana, Morgan Maverick, and Vicious Valencia Valdez erupt in celebration at ringside, cheering loudly as Imogen stands victorious. The crowd showers the ring in boos, but Imogen simply smirks, brushing off her shoulders as the referee raises her hand in victory. As her theme music plays, Kalpana, Morgan Maverick, and Vicious Valencia Valdez slide into the ring, joining Imogen in celebration. Meanwhile, Lillian groggily rolls onto her front, facedown on the mat, barely stirring as the victorious group revels in their triumph.

 

Arvin: This is ridiculous! Lillian was completely outnumbered, and Imogen just stole this victory with the help of her crew!

 

Kendra: Love her or hate her, Imogen made a statement tonight. This wasn’t just a win—this was a message to Dynasty of Champions that she and Zora Luthor International run MAWL!

 

Imogen gestures aggressively for a microphone, and within moments, a staff member hands it to her. She holds it up, breathing heavily, before sneering and shouting.

 

Imogen: Cut the music!

 

The music dies abruptly as Imogen and the rest of Zora Luthor International stand tall over Lillian, who remains facedown on the mat. The crowd erupts in boos, but Imogen simply smirks, reveling in the moment. She crouches down next to Lillian, tapping her cheek condescendingly before shoving her face into the mat with her boot.

 

Imogen: This is exactly where you belong, Tevan. On the ground, under my feet.

 

Kalpana, Morgan Maverick, and Vicious Valencia Valdez laugh as Imogen mockingly dusts off her hands. Imogen then lifts her championship high above Lillian’s body, making sure the cameras capture the moment, before stepping back and nudging Lillian’s head with her foot like she’s nothing more than a discarded piece of trash.

 

Imogen: Is this the best Dynasty of Champions has to offer? A clown? A walking joke? If this is the standard of your women’s division, then MAWL has nothing to worry about!

 

Arvin: This is just disgusting. Imogen already got the win, but she’s making sure to humiliate Lillian and the entire Dynasty of Champions women’s division while she’s at it!

 

Bianca Graves: She wants to make it clear that Dynasty of Champions doesn’t belong anywhere near MAWL, and she’s doing it in the most disrespectful way possible.

 

Imogen: So, is someone going to come and save this gremlin? Or are we going to have to keep teaching her a lesson? Because honestly, I don’t think she’s learned it yet.

 

Imogen sneers before raising her boot, preparing to stomp down hard on the back of Lillian’s head. The crowd erupts in a mix of gasps and boos, sensing the imminent brutality about to unfold.

 

 

Suddenly, the arena is engulfed in red light as the opening riffs of "H.A.T.E." by Any Given Day & Annisokay blast through the speakers. A wall of flames erupts from the entrance ramp, sending a shockwave of energy through the crowd. Imogen and her crew freeze in place, their confident smirks replaced with uncertainty as the ominous presence looms over the arena. Suddenly, the name LILITH TEVAN flashes across the giant screen in bold crimson letters. The crowd erupts as the towering and ruthless sister of Lillian, Lilith Tevan, steps onto the stage, standing amidst the flames, her piercing gaze locked onto the ring.

 

 

Arvin: Oh my god! It’s Lilith Tevan! And she does NOT look happy!

 

Bianca Graves: Business is about to pick up, Colin! If Imogen and her crew thought they could run roughshod over Lillian without consequence, they just made a huge mistake!

 

The arena shakes with anticipation as Lilith takes a slow, methodical step forward, her eyes burning with intensity as she sets her sights on the ring. Each step is deliberate, her muscles flexing with controlled power, showcasing the raw strength she brings to the fight. The bass of her entrance music rumbles through the arena like an oncoming storm, shaking the very foundation of the building as the crowd roars in anticipation.

 

As she reaches the steel stairs, Lilith suddenly shoves them across the floor with a forceful push, the metal scraping loudly against the ground. She then begins patrolling around the ringside area, her eyes locked onto Imogen and her crew, making her presence known as the tension in the arena reaches a boiling point.

 

Without hesitation, Lilith steps onto the apron and enters the ring, marching straight toward Imogen with unwavering intensity. Imogen stands her ground, but the confidence in her expression falters as Lilith closes the distance, standing right in front of her, staring her dead in the eyes. The music dies down, leaving nothing but the deafening roar of the crowd as the two stand face to face, the atmosphere thick with anticipation. Imogen slowly lifts the microphone to her lips, a smirk creeping onto her face before she sneers.

 

Imogen: Well, well, well... Looks like the circus sent in their biggest attraction. Tell me, Lilith—are you here to fight, or did they let an ogre wander in by mistake?

 

Arvin: Oh, Imogen is really playing with fire here! She just insulted Lilith Tevan to her face, and I don’t think that’s going to end well!

 

Kendra: I don’t think Imogen realizes just who she’s taunting! Lilith isn’t Lillian—she doesn’t play games, and she doesn’t do comedy. If Imogen thought she could humiliate both Tevan sisters tonight, she might have just made the biggest mistake of her career!

 

Without warning, Lilith’s hand shoots out, gripping Imogen by the jaw with a vice-like grip. The crowd erupts as she effortlessly lifts Imogen off her feet, her fingers digging into Imogen’s cheeks as she dangles in the air, kicking her legs wildly. Imogen’s cocky smirk is wiped clean off her face, replaced by wide-eyed panic as she claws at Lilith’s hand, desperately trying to free herself. Lilith glares at her, tightening her grip before mouthing, "Call me an ogre again." The intensity in her eyes sends a shiver through Imogen, her struggles becoming more frantic as she realizes the sheer power she’s up against.

 

Arvin: Don't do it, Imogen! Just keep your mouth shut and live to fight another day!

 

Kendra: Yeah, I don't think Lilith is in the mood for jokes right now!

 

Kalpana, Morgan Maverick, and Vicious Valencia Valdez suddenly move, circling Lilith like a pack of wolves. Their voices cut through the noise of the crowd as they shout at her.

 

Kalpana: Put her down, Lilith!

 

Morgan Maverick: Unless you want the three of us to MAKE you!

 

Vicious Valencia Valdez: Let Imogen go before you regret it!

 

Lilith, however, doesn’t flinch, her grip still firm on Imogen’s jaw as she glares at the surrounding threats. Imogen, her voice strained from the pressure, manages to stammer out one word—"Ogre."

 

The crowd collectively gasps, some cheering while others groan at Imogen's audacity. Lilith's expression darkens, her grip tightening as her lips curl into an ominous smirk, as if Imogen had just sealed her own fate. Then, just as suddenly, Lilith releases her grip, letting Imogen drop back to her feet. Imogen stumbles slightly, gasping for air, while Kalpana, Morgan Maverick, and Vicious Valencia Valdez quickly step in.

 

Kalpana: That's right! You let her go!

 

Morgan Maverick: You made the smart choice, Tevan!

 

Vicious Valencia Valdez: Knew you didn’t have the guts!

 

Suddenly, Lilith swings her arm with lightning speed, delivering a devastating slap across Imogen's face. The impact is so fierce that Imogen is knocked off her feet, crashing onto the mat. She clutches her cheek in pure shock and disgust, her eyes wide as she processes what just happened.

 

Arvin: Oh my god! Lilith just rocked Imogen with that slap!

 

Kendra: That wasn't just a slap, Arvin—that was a message!

 

Kalpana immediately rushes to Imogen’s side, checking on her while Morgan Maverick and Vicious Valencia Valdez step forward. Vicious gets right in Lilith’s face, standing toe-to-toe with the towering powerhouse, the tension between them thick enough to cut with a knife.

 

Imogen scrambles for the microphone, clutching her cheek in disbelief before bringing it to her lips.

 

Imogen: Enough of this! Security! Get out here and remove this oversized brute and her goblin sister from my ring!

 

Security personnel begin making their way down to the arena as the situation escalates. Morgana shouts a string of profanities at Lilith, her fury evident, while Lilith remains unfazed, standing head to head with Vicious Valencia Valdez. The tension in the ring is palpable as the two powerhouses refuse to back down. Meanwhile, on the mat, Lillian finally starts to stir, groggily lifting her head and blinking in confusion. She rubs her eyes before looking around, clearly wondering what on earth is going on as chaos unfolds around her.

 

As security floods the ring, Lilith suddenly shoves Vicious hard, sending her stumbling backward. The sudden aggression prompts the security team to rush in, desperately trying to hold all of them back before the situation spirals completely out of control.

 

Arvin: Oh, here we go! Lilith just shoved Vicious, and now this whole thing is about to explode!

 

Kendra: Security better move fast because if they don’t, this ring is about to turn into an all-out war!

 

Vicious attempts to retaliate, lunging forward, but security quickly intervenes, grabbing hold of her before she can strike. Meanwhile, Lilith, surprisingly composed, complies with security’s efforts, taking a step back. Before being ushered out, she reaches down and helps Lillian up, steadying her sister as Lillian groggily leans against her.

 

Imogen: This isn't over! You hear me, Tevan?! You just made the biggest mistake of your life!

 

Lilith stops walking, her posture rigid as she processes Imogen’s words. Slowly, she turns around, locking eyes with Imogen once more. The arena falls into a hushed anticipation as Lilith’s lips curl into a slow, knowing smirk. Without hesitation, she lifts her hand and flips Imogen off, holding up a firm middle finger. The crowd erupts in cheers as Imogen seethes, clutching her cheek in further humiliation.

 

As Lilith’s theme music blasts through the arena once again, she turns on her heel and walks away, guiding Lillian toward the ramp. Security flanks them, ensuring a clean exit as the Tevan sisters make their way out of the arena. The camera lingers on Imogen and the rest of Zora Luthor International in the ring, seething with frustration as they watch Lilith and Lillian disappear into the backstage area.

 

 

Inside Sex Appeal, the air is thick with the scent of expensive cologne and the sound of laughter and clinking glasses.

 

 

Nat Nero sits in a plush booth, surrounded by his associates: CNK, Tides, Jassy, and Claudia. They revel in their recent success, celebrating the orchestrated attack on their own company and the theft of the prized Championship title belt.

 

Nat Nero: To our glorious heist, lads and lass'! This title is just the beginning! With it, we’ll control the narrative, and no one will stand in our way!

 

The group clinks their glasses together, laughter echoing as they down their drinks. Nat leans back, enjoying the moment, then turns to the women.

 

Nat Nero: Alright, ladies, why don’t you's head off? The men have some business to discuss.

 

Jassy and Claudia exchange glances but nod, getting up and leaving the club. As the women leaves, Brian Storm enters the club, scanning the room until his eyes land on Nat and the others. His heart races; this is the moment he’s been waiting for.

 

 

 

Brian Storm: (To himself, determined) I need to get Nat alone…

 

Brian heads to the bar, formulating a plan to separate CNK and Tides from Nat. He sees Tides walk up and lean against the bar, chatting with the bartender. Brian approaches, putting on a friendly facade.

 

Brian Storm: Hey there, Tides! Fancy seeing you here. You know, I’ve heard a rumor about a secret poker game going on in the back. I think they need another player. What do you say?

 

Tides raises an eyebrow, intrigued.

 

Tides: Poker, huh? I’m in! Let’s see if I can clean up.

 

Brian gestures for Tides to follow him, leading him through a hallway that leads to the back of the club. Once they’re out of sight, Brian quickly pushes Tides into a nearby storage room, shutting the door behind him.

 

Brian Storm: Sorry, mate. No poker tonight.

 

As Brian secures Tides in the room, he heads back into the main area, spotting CNK chatting with some patrons near the entrance. Brian saunters over, keeping his demeanor casual. 

Brian Storm: CNK! Perfect timing! I just overheard some juicy gossip about Burn It Down wanting to make someone else in the company their Champion. You might want to hear this in private.

 

CNK’s curiosity is piqued.

 

CNK: Juicy gossip? hmm.

 

Brian nods toward the back of the bar, subtly leading CNK away from Nat.

 

Brian Storm: Let’s talk in there—it’s where all the really cool kids go.

 

As they enter the back room of the bar, Brian clocks CNK with a $200 Johnnie Walker Blue.

 

Brian Storm: I'll put it on the DOC expense account.

 

Brian takes CNK and sticks him in an old telephone booth, patting him on the back as he does so. Brian takes a deep breath and heads back to the booth where Nat sits with a dancer giving him a lap dance. Brian leans close to the woman.

 

Brian (whispered): This man was just telling me how you remind him of his mother and that makes him hot. Personally I think you're too young for that, but some people have no class.

 

The woman huffs off. Nat leans back, annoyed at the interruption, but a confident grin suddenly appears on his face as he immediately recognizes the man causing the intrusion, then he drinks the rest of the large shot of his whiskey in one gulp.

 

Nat Nero: Well, well, well… if it isn’t Brian Storm. What’s the matter, Brian? Missing your idol?

 

Brian Storm: Huh? How? You know me?

 

Nat: Oh I've known of you ever since I came to America. I only assumed you had known my story back in Scotland, and when I saw all your matches you were having over here, I knew straight away that you wanted to be me. The former me. It didn't take a genius to figure that out! I knew it was only a matter of time before you wanted to meet your hero!

 

Brian: I thought I'd learn how to be the next best face in Scotland. I became the next best face in Scotland cleaning up all the hearts you broke with your shenanigans. I learned never to meet your heroes, because they turn out to be gutless, self-interested piles of haggis hiding behind a veneer of gold. You turned your back on everything we believed in. You’re a coward hiding from who you really are!

 

Nat Nero: You think you know me? Look at yourself!. You’re just a shadow of what I used to be! If you want resolve, closure, then the only way I know how to do that is with my fists. So, llet’s see what you’ve got!

 

Nero gets up, waiting for Brian to attack.

 

Brian lunges forward, throwing a punch at Nat, who effortlessly sidesteps, grabbing Brian’s arm and twisting it behind his back. Brian flips Nat over onto the stage. Nat jumps from the stage throwing a double axe handle. Brian breaks a pint glass over Nat's head; Nat responds by bell clapping Brian with two full bottles of liquor. Brian winces but hides the sting of the alcohol in his blood as he throws Nat into the bar, shattering some bottles of liquor on the shelf.

 

Nat smiles as he gets up and grabs Brian's tie, smashing his head repeatedly into the bar. The two trade fisticuffs back into the kitchen area where Nat hits Brian with a serving tray and throws salt in the cuts on his face. Brian growls and throws a small vat of fryer oil onto Nat. Nat grunts in pain and Brian throws punches into the burn areas. Nat responds with ear punches. Brian can feel a shard of glass burrowing further on his right ear, and he winces as he pulls it out. Nat stabs Brian in the hand with a fork. 

 

Brian whips Nat into a back door that leads to a storage area. Nat cracks a barrel of lube over Brian's head. Brian finds a spare pole and wails on Nat's face with it then tries to escape out a window. Nat follows Brian through the window as they brawl to the outside alleyway.

 

Nat grabs a full garbage bag and slams it upside Brian's head. Brian sees an emergency ladder and grabs onto it, locking Nat into a headscissors and flipping him downward as he attempts to climb up the ladder. Nat growls and follows him up the ladder, trying to grab his ankles as Brian tries to kick him in the head. 

 

They make it onto the roof. Brian throws two right hooks and a left gut punch. Nat counters with a stomach kick and elbows to the head. Brian spinebusters Nat onto the vent top. Nat suplexes Brian onto the vent top in response. Nat holds Brian's face in the outpouring steam and Brian yells in pain before elbowing Nat in the gut. Nat tumbles backwards and Brian boots him off the roof, sending him spiraling five stories down. 

 

Brian considers for a moment leaving it be, then thinks differently of it and gets a running start, moonsaulting off the rooftop. Jassy and Claudia push a dumpster in the way and close the lid, then carry Nero off as Brian crashes through the lid of the dumpster into the refuse. Nero nods to the dumpster, and Jassy and Claudia help him atop it. He poses as they in synchronicity bang against the side.

 

1!

 

2!

 

3!

 

 

Arvin and Kendra watch the footage, a bit taken but holding the professional tone.

 

 

Arvin: And Brian Storm as we see here tried to meet his hero, confront his hero, set out on his mission. And it did not go well.

 

Kendra: Storm had to be fished out of the dumpster and taken in an ambulance.

 

Arvin: I hope they got a different ambulance company than the one that took Black Saber. 

 

Kendra: I don't think it works like that. 

 

Arvin: Well then I hope Storm is safe and returns to us in one piece. 

 

Kendra: I'm told those two women are here tonight in our backstage, the ones who dumped Brian. 

 

 

Actress Kristen Stewart walks toward the ring, carrying a book in their left hand. The crowd goes quiet, trying to figure out what's going on. Does anyone even know if Kristen Stewart likes wrestling? Are they going to fight? Maybe they're there to be a ring announcer? And what’s with the book? They get in the ring, and quickly a staff member hands them a microphone.

 

Arvin: And so, apparently, is Kristen Stewart.

 

 

"Good night, everyone. My name is Kristen Stewart, and I’m an actor. I believe some of you already know that."
A few shy claps follow before they continue.

"At my job, I give everything I have. I give the audience my soul. And if necessary, I even give my body."
A few whistles, but they keep going.

“And that’s why I’m here. I can’t be silenced when I witness a horrendous act of cowardice and hypocrisy.”
They lifts their left hand, showing The Naked Gospel.

 

“I call Brick Benson a hypocrite! I call Manda Miento a coward! They know The Naked Lord was preaching the truth, so they didn’t want you to hear it and be free!”

Mixed reactions from the crowd. Some boos, some claps. A lot of noise and even more agitation.

“But hear me out, because I know the Naked Gods are fair! And They are angry—oh boy, you can’t believe how angry They are. So Brick Benson and Manda Miento want to start a crusade? But who won the last crusades, when there were so many deaths?”

 

The crowd starts to stir, but they keep going, without flicking a muscle.

“Don’t be fooled by those two clothed liars. Believe me, Brick and Manda’s sins will be avenged! Their end is nearer than they thought.”

Kristen Stewart drops the microphone and leaves the ring.

Arvin: Kendra, I just got a word from backstage, The Naked Lord is set to fight Manda Miento and the rest of SIR in a survivor series match tonight.

Kendra: What else can you expect? The Naked Lord certainly has a desire for revenge. Manda and Brick have the numbers game on The Naked Lord, and he’s out for payback. Hopefully Naked can scramble together a team.

 

Arvin: On chaotic teams, I'm informed that once again SlowMo has decided to take in our show.

 

Kendra: I was wondering why it smelled like grape.

Arvin: Oh yeah, Colin tried to warn us about this.

 

Kendra: Found her.

Kendra furiously points at a section to his right where massive clouds are rising above the fans.

Arvin: I hope that creepy guy who tried to invite poor Colin to his room in Toronto isn't somewhere around here too.

 The camera pans to the stands. Keyser Söze, dressed in a tailored suit, puffs on a Cuban cigar, ash falling carelessly. Beside him, SlowMo Tapout exhales a plume of vapour from her vape. The crowd around them excited chants for the Currency Cartel, a stable involving both SlowMo and Keyser.

 

Keyser Söze: This is amateur hour.  The production values are laughable. The talent is barely passable.  Where's the prestige?

 

SlowMo Tapout: Relax, Keyser.  Think of it as… market research.  Know your enemy, right? Besides, this is your hometown. It's not often we get cheered for doing literally nothing.

A MAWL security guard dressed "STAFF" t-shirt, approaches both SlowMo and Keyser.

 

Security Guard: Excuse me, sir, ma'am.  No smoking or vaping in the arena. It’s against policy.

Keyser scoffs at the security guard thinking a minimum wage worker such as himself can tell someone of Keyser's networth to do anything.

Keyser Söze: Policy?  Do you know who I am? Where is your policy to put on a quality product?

Security Guard: I'm only working for the building sir and rules are rules. Unfortunately it doesn't matter who you are. I'm going to have to ask you both to stop smoking in our building or you will be ejected.

SlowMo raises an eye of intrigue at the secuirty guards threat of ejection. Keyser takes another long drag of his cigar, blowing smoke in the security guard’s face.

Keyser Söze: I suggest you move along before you… complicate things.

The security guard stands his ground.  He pulls out a small notepad, seemingly to write down their seating location.

Security Guard: I’m going to have to ask you to leave the building now, you're both being ejection for fan code of conduct.

Keyser Söze: Fan code of conduct? You thing we're fans of this? I've seen circus acts better than this!

SlowMo flicks her wrist, sliding her vape into her pocket. In a blur of motion, she has the security guard’s arm locked behind his back.

SlowMo Tapout:  He’s asking nicely, Keyser. Maybe we should… oblige.

Keyser smirks and flicks ash on the security guard’s shoes.

Keyser Söze: Such a shame.  I was just starting to enjoy the… atmosphere of proper wrestling.

The security guard struggles, but SlowMo’s grip is too tight.  Another two security guards rush to their colleague's aid. Keyser Soze remains seated, watching with amusement as SlowMo effortlessly takes down the two additional guards with a series of quick, precise strikes.  The crowd gasps and then starts to cheer.

Kendra: It appears a match has broken out in the stands, just like it did for our cohorts in Toronto!

The original security guard manages to free himself and attempts to grab SlowMo. Keyser Söze rises to his feet and casually kicks the guard in the shin, sending him stumbling. SlowMo then delivers a swift forearm to the second guard's head, knocking him unconscious. The third guard is sent crashing into the seats after a well-placed elbow from SlowMo.

The crowd erupts into chants of “Take us over! Take us over!” Keyser Söze and SlowMo, unfazed, adjust their clothing. They look around at the fallen security guards, then at the cheering crowd.

Keyser Söze: Shall we take our leave then?  I believe our point has been made. I'll take you out to my favourite poutine place and prove to you that our poutine in Quebec is much better than that soggy mess you have in Toronto.

SlowMo Tapout: Whatever you say, Frenchie Söze.

SlowMo retrieves her vape from her pocket. They both calmly walk up the aisle and out of the arena, leaving the injured security guards in their wake. The chant of “Currency Cartel!” grows louder as they exit.

 

Arvin: This is the second time now that SlowMo has gotten herself kicked out of one of our events. Guess she won't be part of the dueling rumble.

 

Kendra: Guess she thought we'd be less aware than Colin and Bianca were once she learned it wasn't going to be them. The latter of which is here tonight, earlier than I thought her call would be. Wonder what that's about. 

 

Arvin: I feel like we'll find out sooner rather than later. But in the meantime, we've got a card to continue. 

 

Kendra: We sure do, including a massive 80-person event. But first, let's take it over to Heloisa and our ref Erica Lance who are about to kick off this next exciting match.

 

NEONYX NOTORIO VS BLUEL

 

 

Heloisa: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

 

 

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 his entrance theme. 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.

 

 

Heloisa: First! From Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 225 pounds, the Young Dragon. NEONYX! NOTOOOOOOORIO!

 

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.

 

 

The arena hums with anticipation as the lights suddenly dim, plunging the crowd into darkness. A moment of silence stretches just long enough to build suspense. Finally, the opening chords of "Eye of the Storm" blast through the speakers, the pounding beat echoing like a battle drum. At the same time the entire arena lights up, filled with deep blue lights. A lone figure emerges onto the entrance ramp — it’s Bluel!

 

 

Heloisa: And his opponent! Representing Dynasty of Champions... From Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 202 pounds, BLUEL!

 

His hood pulled over his head, his posture steady and focused. He pauses, his breath slow and measured, absorbing the energy of the crowd. A low roar builds in the stands, fans rising to their feet, waiting for him to acknowledge them. Then, with a sharp movement, he throws back the hood, revealing a determined gaze. His fists clenched as he takes a step forward, blue pyrotechnics erupting on either side of the stage, illuminating his form in an electric glow. He strides down the ramp and extends his hands, slapping the outstretched palms of fans reaching toward him. As he nears the ring, he stops abruptly at the apron, tilting his head upward as he grabs the top rope. Slowly, he places a hand over his heart in a silent tribute—to the sport, to the journey, to the sacrifices made. After this short moment of reverie, with a swift motion, he jumps over the top rope and lands with a fluidity and confidence that comes only from countless hours of training. The crowd erupts as Bluel makes his way to the nearest turnbuckle. With an agile leap, he perches himself on the second rope, spreading his arms wide—a gesture that is neither boastful nor arrogant, but simply - a statement - I’m here. I belong. And I will fight with everything I have. Hopping down, he shakes out his arms and jogs all around the ring. The music fades, but the energy in the arena remains. The match hasn’t even begun, but Bluel is already proving one thing—his heart is bigger than any opponent he will ever face.

 

The bell rings. Neonyx looks at the audience scornfully as Bluel gets himself in a boxing pose, continuing to jog in place.

 

Arvin: Here we go with one of DOC's newest and hottest talents, came here looking for an open fight and Neonyx was the one to answer the call. You can tell Neo's not taking this match entirely seriously.

 

Kendra: And that's a mistake, as Bluel locks him in and gets a series of Furious Knees in. Neo looks like he's ready to get his head in the game now and locks him up again.

 

Arvin: Whips Bluel across the pond, Bluel coming back and Neo meets him with a spinning headscissors takedown! Bluel up to his feet quickly but Neo's ready with a pop-up dropkick! Bluel back on his feet and Neo goes for another pop up but Bluel catches him into a Breaker Bomb! Going for the pin-

 

1!

 

Kendra: Neo rolls out and runs back to give himself some runway, charging up for the running knee and Bluel catches him into a guillotine! Bluel charging himself back now for a lariat, Neo pulls the rope and Bluel spills out onto the floor! Neo SUICIDE CORKSCREW DIVE!

 

Arvin: Erica Lance begins her count as Neo and Bluel are throwing fists outside.

 

1!

 

Kendra: Bluel pulls Neo into a ripcord lariat! Neo has a rough landing from that but pops himself back into a tornado DDT.

 

2!

 

Arvin: It always amazes me, Kendra, when people can get themselves contorted that way without the momentum burst. Neo throws Bluel into the steps!

 

3!

 

Kendra: Neo charging back and going for that running knee to sandwich Bluel into the steps, Bluel moves! Neo's knee-o connects with the steps. Bluel throws Neo back into the ring as Neo holds his knee a little bit. 

 

Arvin: Bluel sees his opportunity and grabs that leg into a twisting leg lock, compounding pressure on that knee. Neo trying desperately not to let the pain show and is able to use his free leg to sweep Bluel! In Legoland they call that Nice Parts Usage!

 

Kendra: You're such a nerd. But Neo looking to take advantage of this moment Bluel is down, hits him with a standing shooting star and going for the cover-

 

1!

 

Arvin: Not even a 2 as Bluel gets the shoulder up. Neo up and going for a run, Bluel evades and grabs that leg again! Down goes Neo and Bluel working that leg again. Smart wrestling by Mr. Blue here and Neo is clearly in pain.

 

Kendra: You can see the strain on his face as he goes for that rope. Neo trying to get his hands back to the ropes and Bluel yanks him away tightening that hold. Neo's pain is palpable and you can hear him letting out a scream that's he'd been trying to hold in. 

 

Arvin: Egos die very quickly under the harsh lights, Kendra.

 

Kendra: So true. But if I know anything about Notorio, he's not going to let a leg lock take him down and he twists his body into a sort of upside-down enziguiri! Backflips back to his feet, ducks Bluel's lariat and around the ropes, snapping back with a cartwheel handspring kick! The fans aren't sure what to do because Neo is an egotistical jerk, but he's their egotistical jerk.

 

Arvin: You can definitely hear the mixed thoughts from the crowd but even the haters can't deny the exciting arsenal Neonyx provides. Neo running back and comes back with a European Uppercut! 

 

Kendra: Springboard Asai Moonsault by Neo and going for the cover-

 

1!

2!

 

Arvin: Bluel fights up! Gets up behind Neo and hooks the waist, Power Toss! Bluel getting himself to the corner, looking like he's about to give Notorio a very bad day, Neo you should probably just stay down but Neo up and Blue Claymore NO Neo jumps it with a hurricanrana and goes for the pin-

 

1!

2!

 

Kendra: Bluel up again and Neo pounding the ground in frustration. Bluel tries for the ripcord lariat and Neo ducks, tries for a spinkick and Bluel ducks and hooks that leg again! I think I heard a crunch! Neo takes a shot with a Pele Kick to get out, off the ropes and solid lariat to Bluel, Neo taking the run back for the Spliced Red Rum and connects!

 

1!

2!

 

Arvin: Bluel's feet made it to the ropes! Somehow Bluel's foot is on the ropes, doesn't look like he did it but the count is broken and both men looking perplexed about this turn of events, I think even Bluel thought he was done! Bluel looks over at Neo and the ref, some exhaustion on his face evident. 

 

Kendra: Bluel and Neo exchanging blows, going fist for fist, one for one, Bluel going for the lariat and the duck, Neo coming around the bend and going for a hurricanrana...wait, he's trying it with the tilt-a-whirl, now he's going the other direction? Dude, you're doing too much.

 

Bluel finds a camera and does a Jim from The Office look then powerbombs Neo, then goes back to the corner. He leads the crowd in a chant of D! O! C! D! O! C! D! O! C! 

 

Arvin: Yeah, that was going to happen. Remember whose show you're at!

 

Kendra: Running for the hills, BLUE CLAYMORE! 

 

1!

2!

3!

 

Bluel wins by Pinfall with the Blue Claymore!

 

 

Heloisa: Here is your winner, BLUEL!

 

Arvin: Neo got in his way. He was truly his own worst enemy. 

 

Kendra: It's far better to have other people be your worst enemy, which is what we're about to get into with this next team.

 

 

Manda Miento enters first holding a microphone.

 

 

Finger Eleven "Absolute Truth" starts playing, announcing Manda Miento’s entrance. He rushes into ring and grabs a microphone.

“Cut the music!”, he demands.

“This madness has to stop! This is a wrestling show! This is NOT a stage for Hollywood hoes to speak whatever they want! This is already gone too far!”

Some of the crowd agrees, clapping and cheering.

“And that Kristen Stewart is calling me a coward? That trollop that got herself naked in lascivious movies as ‘On the road’ or ‘Personal Shopper’? Are you kidding me? That prostitute that was dry humping vampires and werewolves in that Twillight crap?”

Some Twillight fans start mumbling, but Manda Miento keeps going.

“Brick Benson’s crusade is fair and proud. We must get rid of all these creeps and weirdos, once and for all. That’s why I want – hell no, I NEED to beat down that Naked clown”.

Manda Miento spits on the mat in disgust.

“Your whole gimmick is nothing but cheap nudity and pathetic attempts at attention! And let me tell you something, creep - tonight, your little towel act ends. Let me tell you something, you sick freak — you can hide behind that towel all you want, but when that bell rings, I’m going to rip it away and expose you for what you really are: a desperate joke who isn’t fit to be in this ring!”

The crowd is split – half cheering for Manda Miento, while the other half chants “NAKED! NAKED!”.

“Get in here, you Naked creep! After tonight, no more towels will be wasted on you. Get in here, you sick freak!”

 

SANITY IN RING (S.I.R.) VS THE NAKED LORD AND ?

 

Heloisa: The following contest is a survivor series elimination match! There are no disqualifications and the winner will be the team with members remaining!

 

Arvin: I hope for Naked's sake he was able to rustle up some team mates, otherwise this is going to be a short match.

 

Kendra: And here come the rest of Sanity in Ring now.

 

 

The opening chords of Metallica "Sad But True" play out as Rina Kabayashi, Esq. enters onto the ramp, holding a microphone. She presents an air of duality, on one hand with the kawaii heart stickers and hair baubles and bracelets and youthful countenance belying cheerful and bubbly, and the other power with her golden eagle cufflinks and power suit and tie combination.

 

 

Before Lars Ulrich's iconic drum riff hits, Rina holds her hand up to cut the music. Her tone hits a deeper register than expected, with confidence, force, and bite in every word. 

 

Rina: Listen up, all you degenerates and demon wannabes. 

 

Kendra: Well! That wasn't where I was seeing this go.

 

Rina: I am Rina Kabayashi, Esquire of Kabayashi and Lee. That is not my father's name, that is not a relative's name, the firm begins and ends with me. I am here representing the conglomerate of Sanity In Ring, and my clients demand your undivided attention as they seek to return wrestling to a state of normalcy. Consider this match our first injunction, and the defendants will fall easily before a jury of their unwashed peers. 

 

Rina drops the mic which cues the drum fill to bring the music back. Brick Benson and Lou Bison flank Rina.

 

 

Heloisa: First, accompanied by Rina Kabayashi, Manda Miento, Lou Bison, and Brick Benson, Sanity in Ring! 

 

Lou and Brick walk, each with arms crossed, with the meanest of mean mugs as they walk down micro-headbanging to the rhythm of the song. Rina starts by stomping the ground in place and signaling the audience to do the same, and once the stomp gets going to her liking, she briskly walks down with a steely gaze.

 

At the second iteration of the drum fill, all three of them stop and raise their right fists as a line of fireworks (HBK/Goldberg style) rumbles behind them in time with the drum fill, then all three take the ring and stand in the center next to Mando, giving a single punch into their own hands in unison as one more singular set of fireworks goes off in the corner. 

 

Arvin: Wait. Isn't a survivor tag typically at least 4 v 4? There's only three of them. 

 

Kendra: Maybe their lawyer-manager will wrestle too. 

 

Arvin: That suit looks a little too pressed to mess up in a ring.

 

Brick: Cut the music. Cut the music.

 

Metallica stops to the audience displeasure.

 

Kendra: They just turned off the only good thing about them. 

 

Brick: You all didn't give proper respects to our counsel, to our manager, earlier so first of all I want to hear you clap.

 

The audience boos.

 

Brick: See this, this is exactly what I'm talking about. You do not understand how to follow direction. You do not understand how to stay in line. You cheer for weirdos and freaks and people in Halloween costumes.

 

You are all too old. To trick or treat. 

 

The audience boos again.

 

Brick: Now, I'm sure you've worked out that there are only three of us in fighting gear, well let me tell you, Montreal, we have one more person sick of the mockery and stupidity that this cosplay convention of a federation has begun.

 

Kendra: So it won't be Rina fighting.

 

Brick: We have one more person who is ready to put the animals back in their cages, put the banana back in the fruit bowl, put some clothes on the stunted adolescent whose only worshippers are equally talentless hacks and frat boys wasting their suffering parents' hard-earned money, and put some goddamn sense and sanity back in this ring.

 

The crowd is hushed in anticipation.

 

Someone who has been in the belly of the beast, has found a way out, and is ready to do the work that you all need to do to make this industry one with some goddamn sanity in it. You have had two opportunities to show proper respect to the S.I.R. and I am giving you ONE MORE CHANCE TO SHOW SOME GODDAMN RESPECT. 

 

 

Trashmen "Surfin Bird" begins to play and the crowd cheers for a second before seeming to realize what this means and gets deathly silent.

 

Kendra: Well he did say people who are in the belly of the beast, and that music signifies two people who are most definitely experienced with exactly what he's saying.

 

Arvin: But he said one! So that means that we're also witnessing the end, right here, right now, of the team known as Flightless!

 

Kendra: Colin is lucky he's not here to see this, I don't think dude's poor heart can handle it.

 

Puffin Pam walks out and steps out onto the apron, signaling to cut the music, which does so with a record scratch.

 

 

Pam: Three and a half years. Three and a half years I've put on this bird helmet and come out here pretending to surf for you all. Three and a half years I've put on these RIDICULOUS Puffs. I had my doubts about this but I went along with it.

 

Pam exhales.

 

You see, Gwen and I came up in the indies together. We were like sisters. When Leila Blake gave us the call that we would be coming this way, that we made our next step into federation life, each of us agreed that we would not do this without the other. When Leila said, come up with something fun and unique, we sat and racked our brain. I said pass me the pen, Gwen. It was one of the most innocuous and ultimately worst things I could have said. She chuckled at "pen Gwen" and we both got a little laugh doing a waddle, being cute, and I thought it would last that night and no more.

 

Now Pam sighs. 

 

Gwen couldn't let it go and started singing "Pen Gwen" and waddling to herself as we worked, and then she came up with this genius idea you see before you. You can tell it's her idea for the following reasons. 

 

Pen Gwen is the pun we want off. There's no bird for Pam that I could have played off. So I went with it and was just like "Puffin Pam", sure that's kinda cute for now. 

 

Then she submitted the application as Flightless. I don't expect you all to be versed in bird knowledge, but puffins can fly. Small distances but they can fly. 

 

She squeezes the microphone in frustration, then takes off the puffin head to reveal two tone hair.

 

 

Pam: I'm not here because I'm mad about bird facts. I'm here because I'm mad that I got dragged into a dumbass gimmick that didn't represent me at all or even try to and thrown in the seas of similarly dumbass gimmicks in a clown show with no clowns. Wait, I think I did see one sort of clown backstage. People think of Iceland and they think of Bjork and that looney tune made everyone think that we Icelandic women are kooky freaking manic pixie girls who wear swans.

 

Pam blinks for a second.

 

Pam: Oh my god, I'm wearing a bird. You motherf***ers Bjorked me. Gwen Bjorked me. Well, there's one way that birds are good-

 

Pam pulls out Schmetterling's mini-flamethrower.

 

Arvin: That...that belongs to Schmetterling! We've been so caught up in this crossover we'd completely forgotten about Schmetterling being missing but this is definitely adding fuel to the literal fire-

 

 

Pam: Puffin Pam is dead. You can now refer to me as the Paragon of Sanity, or simply Pam Arnasdóttir. Play my new music, we have a match to get through.

 

 

As the first crescendo hits, the lights go progressively white up the ramp, hitting a lightning in the sky flash effect as the music kicks in as Pam stands on the apron.

 

When the music drops, the lights go dark blue with intermittent white flashes. The white flashes intensify in number but slow down in their transitions as the lyrics kick in, and Pam pounds her chest.

 

At "You're stealing the attention" she points to the crowd all around and does the Batista stomp, causing the whole arena to light up white for a second, then continues down the ramp. 

 

She hops on the apron at "come and lift me up". At the drum fill mid-chorus, the lights machine-gun strobe in time to the song, culminating in Pam punching her first in her hand and the whole arena being lit up white with fog reflecting in the beams. 

 

Kendra: I almost forgot we had a match with all the posturing. And I can't believe this team managed to make heroes out of the Naked Lord. 

 

Arvin: Well, believe it.

 

Pam high-fives the members of SIR as they leave the ring save Manda Miento, who will start this match.

 

 

Thumpasaurus "Struttin'" plays as The Naked Lord comes out in all his naked glory. A staff member blushes and quickly drapes a towel around him. 

 

 

Heloisa: And their opponents! From Purity Cave, Nakedsville, weighing in at 165 pounds, the Preacher of the Naked Gospel, the Naked Lord!

 

Naked Lord slowly struts down the aisle, stopping before the ring for an adoration pose; then proceeds to enter the ring and climb the turnbuckle for an adoration pose to the hard cam.

 

The silence is deafening for a moment as Naked Lord is watching the entrance, with increasing nervousness. 

 

 

*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.*

 

 

Heloisa: From New York City, New York, weighing in at 220 pounds, the Comeback Kid, P. Diddy Sean Combs!

 

 

"Flash Delirium" kicks in as the lights spiral around in blue, red, and yellow on the ramp and polka dot lights in varying colors cover the crowd. Deke the Freak twirls and runs in inconsistent patterns around the ramp.

 

 

As Deke jumps into the ring, Zeke the Sneak appears on the turnbuckle and jumps on Deke's shoulders.

 

 

Heloisa: And at a combined weight of 477 pounds, the team of Deke the Freak and Zeke the Sneak, EAK!

 

The bell rings as Naked Lord and Manda square off.

 

Arvin: Naked starting quickly with a Magistral Cradle, but Manda kicks out.

 

Kendra: A little presumptuous of Naked to think he can score a fall that quickly, but he comes off the ropes and blasts Manda with a European Uppercut. Manda with a leg trip and elbow drop to the head of Naked. Quick punch by Manda before getting up.

 

Arvin: Manda throws Naked into the SIR Corner, tagging in Pam as he lifts Naked up onto the top...Pam on Manda's shoulders and a tower of doom superplex! Unfortunate shot of Naked on the way down. No one needs that.

 

Kendra: Pam shielding her eyes a bit and Naked using the moment to kip up and DDT! Tries to pin Pam but no go. Pam picks Naked up and spinning brainbuster! Trying to keep the towel side away from her. 

 

Arvin: Pam throws Naked into a neutral corner, up to the top, Spinning Spike Piledriver! She used to call this the Improbability Drive but with this new name, who knows what she calls it now. Going for a pin-

 

1!

2!

3!

 

The Naked Lord is eliminated by Pam Arnasdóttir!

 

 

P. Diddy enters.

 

Arvin: And we're learning she apparently calls that move the Icelanding now, and she throws Diddy off the ropes right away and a rollicking sitout spinebuster!

 

1!

2!

 

Kendra: Diddy up, but eats a forearm shot from Pam. Pam off the ropes and SHINING WIZARD!

 

1!

 

Arvin: Deke pulls Diddy to the rope. Diddy should probably tag.

 

Kendra: Pam stomping Diddy out now. Diddy pulls out the Drizzle and putting it on the mat, Pam slipping and the elbow drop! That's the Diddy I've been told about, Drizzle Dodge. Up he goes and the Mogul Moonsault!

 

Arvin: The drizzle shines in the lights as Diddy lands. Diddy could go for the pin, deciding to get up and play to the crowd instead and strut, they're not buying it here in Montreal, he shrugs off the haters and running the ropes, a bit of drizzle to guide him, Diddy Dive!

 

Kendra: Fist drop by Diddy. Diddy backing up with some dancing, strutting, running man, getting a bit of B-Boy, Pam getting to her feet just to get taken down by the Sean Combs Shuffle. Diddy rubbing that nastiness on his legs and here we go off the rope, there's the No Limit Legdrop! And going for the pin, but Pam kicks out. 

 

Arvin: Pam off the ropes and CAUGHT INTO THE DIAMOND CUTTER! Diddy could finish her now, but the ego is big and off the ropes and Pam catches in a front slam! 

 

Kendra: Pam stomping out Diddy again, this didn't work out too well for her last time, and again slipping on the Drizzle! Again with the Drizzle Dodge! Diddy puts her in the Headlock and they both get the slip. Pam goes for a lariat, Diddy hits a Benjamin Bomb and goes for the tag! The money rains down as Zeke the Sneak comes in to play.

 

Arvin: Well, Zeke was tagged in but I don't see h-OH NO POISON RANA! Zeke with the pin-

 

1!

2!

3!

 

Pam Arnasdóttir is eliminated by Zeke the Sneak!

 

 

Lou Bison enters the match.

 

Kendra: Lou Bison looking for Zeke, can't find him and Zeke with a spin kick to the back of the head! And a quick chop combination to Bison. And Z360!!

 

Arvin: Zeke keeping the pressure on with an elbow drop. Zeke with a fist drop NO BISON CATCHES ZEKE AND BODYSLAM! Zeke gets in through the legs and to the other side and Sneak Peek! Going for the pin-

 

1!

2!

3!

 

Lou Bison is eliminated by Zeke the Sneak!

 

 

Brick Benson enters the match.

 

Kendra: Brick Benson is not thrilled with his stablemates right now and I can't blame him. Brick with some solid hammer punches on Zeke. Zeke ducks a clothesline and dropkick to the side of Brick's head. Brick staggers back but as Zeke comes down, Brick catches him with a spinning left lariat and a pin-Zeke kicks up before one and grabs Brick's left arm for a ripcord knee to the gut.

 

Arvin: Quick kick again to the gut, just laying it in there, and a jumping axe kick bringing Benson down. Zeke off the ropes and Benson catches him into the Tough Luck Slam, just laying him out!

 

Kendra: In the beginning it seemed like people would be tagging left and right but everyone's got this do-it-yourself mentality and I don't think it's exactly paying off that well for either team. Benson with a...Cartwheel? Kentucky Knee! 

 

Arvin: Zeke gets up behind Benson and SNEAK PEEK! Going for the pin-

 

1!

 

Kendra: Manda gives Brick a little push into a pin cover of his own!

 

1!

 

Arvin: Zeke kicks out! Zeke trying to go for a tag but Brick with a ripcord headbutt and Zeke goes tumbling down! Zeke trying again to reach for the tag and Brick gets him by the legs for a Deadlift German! 

 

Kendra: We don't talk enough about how smart a German suplex is in preventing a tag. It's like Quarterback sacking and causing your opponent to lose yards. Zeke now has farther to go to get to safety, but he's continuing to try it, trying to crawl under Brick's legs and Brick pulls him back and up, Alabama Slam! 

 

Arvin: Deke the Freak has yet to enter this match, and that's the fresh blood that Zeke really needs right now, Brick gets hold of him again and high angle powerbomb NO Zeke gets his legs around Brick's head! Forcing himself to spin around and Poison Rana! He's trying it-

 

1!

2!

3!

 

Kendra: Oh my God! Brick can't believe it! I can't believe it! I'm not sure Zeke can believe it! But Brick Benson is out of this match!

 

Brick Benson is eliminated by Zeke the Sneak!

 

 

Manda Miento enters the match.

 

Arvin: And Manda Miento stands alone! The man that the Naked Lord called out is the only one left standing, and Zeke immediately whips him into the corner! Stomping him out! Tagging in Deke! Deke stomping him out! Tagging in Diddy! Diddy stomping him out! We got a stomp party going! Miento gasping for air!

 

Kendra: Miento getting pissed and he tosses Diddy out of the ring! He tosses Deke out of the ring! These three men Miento is fighting will be in the Dueling Rumble later tonight, so they better get used to flying over the ring! Tossing Z...wait, where is Zeke! 

 

Arvin: Miento getting to the center of the ring and Zeke springboard dropkick from the other side! How does he do it!

 

Marvin: Miento throwing fists at Zeke! Fists at Deke! Going back and forth, and trying to catch his breath but double clubbing blow to the back is going to end that! Double hammer whip to the turnbuckle! Miento stumbles back and into the waiting arms of the Eak! duo...they pick him up for a Powerbomb...they pick him up for a high angle powerbomb...they...hold!

 

Arvin: DIDDY TO THE TOP! HE'S GOT THE DRIZZLE AND IT'S A MOGUL MOONSAULT! 

 

1!

2!

3!

 

Manda Miento is eliminated by P. Diddy!

 

 

Heloisa: Here are your winners, P. Diddy, the Naked Lord, and Eak! 

 

 

Arvin: And wait, what exactly is happening here?! Diddy throwing bottles of drizzle to Eak! and they're...they're absolutely DRENCHING Manda in the Drizzle! Just all over and...the Naked Lord! Naked Lord is back in the ring, over Manda Miento and...giving a little Rick Rude love! Off the ropes and a Leg Drop! Off the other rope and using the other Leg Drop! 

 

Kendra: Off the ropes and third time and NO! NO! This is a Whoopie Cushion! This is not okay! At least we have the barrier of the towel, Manda is not getting that same respect right now! Someone stop this madness!

 

Rina gets a microphone.

 

Rina: Naked Lord! If you do not cease and desist right now, we will see you in court. 

 

Naked Lord is about to go again, but Zeke stops him and the four exit peacefully. 

 

Arvin: While we...get...the cleaning crew out here, let's take a look backstage where some things are unfolding.

 

 

The moment Aztec steps into the MAWL backstage area, the energy shifts. The dimly lit corridors, filled with the scent of sweat and stale concessions, seem more oppressive than usual. He strides with purpose, his black and gold robe trailing behind him, his masked face unreadable. Workers and wrestlers alike pause, whispering among themselves. They can feel the storm brewing.

 

Aztec:

"Where is Ralph Silva?"

 

The crew member stammers, shaking their head. Aztec moves on, his presence commanding yet quietly dangerous. He pushes open locker room doors, glances inside, and even interrupts conversations with nothing but a stare. It’s clear he’s searching for blood.

 

As Aztec storms through the hall, his frustration mounting, he turns a corner and nearly walks straight into a chaotic scene. A blur of red and yellow feathers flaps past his face as El Gallito Loco dramatically shadow-boxes the air. Next to him, a much slower, deliberate figure—Tortuga de Acero—plods forward, adjusting his mask and taking careful steps as if he’s trying not to trip over an invisible crack in the floor.

 

 

El Gallito Loco:

"¡Ah-ha! Look who it is, Tortuga! The mysterious Aztec has graced us with his dark, brooding presence! Muy spooky! But do not fear, amigo, for Los Héroes de la Calle are here to keep the streets safe!"

 

Tortuga de Acero:

"Or at least… we try. We’re mostly here to… well… show up."

 

Aztec stares blankly, already regretting stopping.

 

Aztec:

"Have you seen La Sangre Maldita?"

 

El Gallito Loco dramatically recoils, clutching his chest as if Aztec had just hit him with a chair.

 

El Gallito Loco:

"¡Dios mío! Those guys? No, no, no, no, no. No gracias, amigo. We avoid them like we avoid heavyweights in battle. Which is to say—we don’t, because we are Los Héroes de la Calle! Feared by villains! Loved by niños! And… okay, mostly pinned by everyone, but that’s not the point!"

 

Tortuga de Acero:

"El Gallito… this is not the time for bravado."

 

Aztec:

"He does this all the time?"

 

Tortuga de Acero:

"Every day."

 

El Gallito Loco:

"We are warriors of justice! We—"

 

Aztec cuts him off, his patience worn thin.

 

Aztec:

"You two are useless."

 

He turns to leave, but El Gallito Loco gasps as if Aztec just insulted his entire bloodline.

 

El Gallito Loco:

"¡Oye! Useless?! Useless?! Do you know who you are speaking to?! You stand before the Street Rooster, the Pequeño Gallo del Lucha, the Winged Wonder of MAWL—"

 

Tortuga de Acero:

"Please stop calling yourself that."

 

Aztec:

"Then tell me where they are."

 

Tortuga scratches his head, then shrugs.

 

Tortuga de Acero:

"Well, we did see something weird earlier. Some… shadows moving where they shouldn’t have been. And we heard some… unsettling laughter. It was coming from the old storage area near the ring entrance. Could be them."

 

El Gallito Loco:

"And do we go near dark, ominous storage rooms full of danger?!"

 

Tortuga de Acero:

"No."

 

El Gallito Loco:

"EXACTLY! Because we have heroic survival instincts!"

 

Aztec exhales sharply through his nose, turns on his heel, and leaves them behind.

 

 

Kendra and Arvin sit at the desk as the cleaning crew leaves the ring.

 

 

Arvin: The legend, the man of many fights, the immortal man himself backstage, seeking some answers. Last week on Madness a friend of his called for help and then disappeared.

 

Kendra: And now the two men he just spoke to are about to go at it in a tag team match, it was supposed to be against the Anti-System, but that team imploded as one of their members exploded.

 

Arvin: Not to make light of the situation of course, and we're being told to "let it go", that's again a bit strange. But Heloisa is in the ring to bring our event along.

 

 

Heloisa: The following contest is a tag-team match and it scheduled for one fall!

 

LOS HEROES DE LA CALLE VS DAMIAN BLACKHEART AND RADE

 

 

El Gallito Loco and Tortuga de Acero appear on the apron, Tortuga trying to remind El Gallito Loco to walk slow. El Gallito is becoming frusrated but agrees. The fans' initial excitement begins to lessen and Gallito points to the audience in protest but Tortuga tells him to slow down. 

 

 

Heloisa: First! At a combined weight of 400 pounds, El Gallito Loco and Tortuga de Acero, Los Herrrrrroes de la Calle! 

 

At Heloisa's announcement, El Gallito can't contain himself and charges full speed to the ring, flipping and flapping in, getting the fans more and more pumped and causing Tortuga to sigh in annoynace.. Before Tortuga can get even close to the ring, the lights go out and the clocks begin to tick. Red smiley faces show up around the arena in and out.

 

 

 

Arvin: Wait! Wait! Tortuga isn't in the ring.

 

The music ends and the lights come on. El Gallito doesn't notice because he's still posing for the funs, but Tortuga is nowhere to be seen.

 

Kendra: And Tortuga is gone! And Rade is gone! I think this match just became a one on one, and Gallito has no sense one way or another what's happening!

 

Arvin: I feel like you could take the last two words of that sentence out and it's still true, Kendra. 

 

Kendra: I think you may be right.

 

DAMIAN BLACKHEART VS EL GALLITO LOCO

 

 

'Deceiver' by This Gift Is A Curse starts playing. Heavy distorted music along with lights flickering, and fog descending down from the ceiling. Then holograms of rats scatter over the stage and down into the barricades disappearing. Leeches and old antiques jars filled with all sorts of body parts, eyes, fingers, animals, insects flicker on the screen. Amoebas, and old medical equipment flash on screen. Scalpels, prongs, gloves, and blot clots splatter. We see people lining the streets, and gutters.

 

 

Heloisa: And his opponent, from the Silk Road, London, weighing in at 228 pounds, the Empiric, DAMIAN BLACKHEART!

 

Damian Blackheart stands at the entrance, his long black coat, and iconic black plague doctor's mask. He unmasks, and throws the mask to the side, and takes off his coat. He gazes up at the director's box where CN Starz is sitting. He holds a jar of leeches and bugs out in front of him, twists the lid off, and holds it up.

 

Kendra: And as sad as it is that Black Saber has passed, you can see that Damian Blackheart is back in his old self, bringing plagues to the people. 

 

El Gallito sees who is coming to the ring and immediately starts to panic. He flaps around as Damian enters and the bell rings. 

 

Arvin: Gallito clearly is not prepared for what stares him in the face. He ducks out of the ring, flapping with panic, as the Empiric stares him down.

 

1!

 

Kendra: Gallito is going to need to be brave if he wants to have a chance of winning this! 

 

2!

 

Arvin: Gallito trying to enter the ring away from the grasp of Damian and starting to piece together that that won't be successful. Gallito looking for an opening point and going for the dropkick - OH! Damian catches him into a scoop slam. 

 

Kendra: Gallito is back on his feet and ducks a lariat, comes around, jumps another lariat, and manages to hit a dropkick, oh I don't think Damian Blackheart liked that very much, stumbles back a little bit, and big swing sends Gallito into the turnbuckle! Gallito going for a tag and I think he just realized that his partner's not there! Damian dragging him back into the center of the ring and hitting some brutal stomps on him. 

 

Arvin: It's important to tenderize your meat, Kendra.

 

Kendra: And Blackheart misses the stomp as Loco rolls away! Loco up, here we go it's time for a Rrrrrooster Rrrrrumble, chop chop, and the spin whoa I think Loco may have overdone it and Blackheart catches him into a Rock Bottom! Pulling him up by his wattle and getting the double underhook no! Loco escapes and-

 

Aztec marches straight toward the announce table, grabs a spare headset and slides into an empty chair.

 

 

Arvin: Uh—folks, we’ve just been joined by—Aztec?!

 

Kendra: Aztec, what are you doing here? This is MAWL, not—

 

Aztec: Where. Is. Ralph Silva.

 

The commentators look at each other, uncertain how to proceed. The live crowd is buzzing, watching this unfold.

 

Arvin: Well, uh, we don’t exactly—

 

A new voice suddenly cuts through the broadcast, smooth yet mocking.

 

Tragedeigh: Ohhh, don’t worry, Aztec. You’ll see him soon enough.

 

The camera swings to the stage, where Tragedeigh steps forward, microphone in hand. The Gen Z Dramaturge is dressed as theatrically as ever, a mischievous glint in their eyes. Meanwhile Damian Blackheart is in the process of a ten-punch that Gallito just escapes punch #8, causing Damian to hurt his hand.

 

 

Tragedeigh: I just so happened to be in the right place at the right time to overhear something quite fascinating. It seems that you—oh great, brooding, Ancient One—have been summoned.

 

Aztec’s grip tightens on the headset.

 

Aztec: By who?

 

Tragedeigh: Oh, by the monsters you seek. La Sangre Maldita has accepted your challenge. And guess what? Your #1 fan will be making a very special appearance there.

 

A hush falls over the arena as the weight of those words settle in. Aztec slowly rises from his seat, his presence now an undeniable force.

 

Aztec: Then I will see them in the ring again.

 

With that, he drops the headset and exits, heading toward his inevitable confrontation.

 

Tragedeigh: Oh, we have something...better...planned.

 

The camera lingers on Tragedeigh’s smug smirk before cutting to commercial.

 

 

The screen is black. A single, distant drumbeat echoes. Then another. The tempo begins to rise, like a heartbeat.

 

Voiceover: From the depths of forgotten sacrifice… where time stands still… a legend awakens.

 

A golden ember flickers in the darkness. A breath. A gust of wind. Slowly, the outline of the mask begins to emerge from shadows, covered in dust, as if unearthed from a lost civilization.

 

Voiceover: Not just a mask… but a symbol of power. Of legacy. Of the eternal warrior.

 

The dust parts. A gloved hand, wrapped in black and gold, reaches out—lifting the mask into view. The intricate engravings shimmer under the dim, flickering firelight. The tribal patterns are bold, yet ancient, whispering stories of battles long past.

 

A close-up of the mask being crafted, hand-stitched each groove, each sacred marking.

 

 

 

Voiceover: Handcrafted for those who refuse to kneel. Engineered for the warriors of tomorrow. Blackened with the essence of the void. Trimmed in the gold of forgotten empires.

 

The mask is lifted, now complete. The camera follows it as it is carefully placed inside an open case, surrounded by darkness. It radiates an aura—untamed, enigmatic, dangerous.

 

Voiceover:

"Only the worthy may wear it. Only the fearless may claim it."

 

CUT TO BLACK.

 

A bright flash—suddenly, we are in the middle of combat. A masked warrior steps forward, wearing the Aztec Legacy Mask, standing in a post-apocalyptic wasteland. The wind howls. His head slowly tilts upward, the golden glow of his mask’s engravings catching the dim light of the setting sun.

 

Cut to an arena—a towering lucha ring illuminated by floodlights. A masked wrestler climbs the ropes, standing at the peak, arms stretched to the heavens. The crowd roars.

 

Cut to a dark underground fight club—another figure in the mask cracks his knuckles, ready to unleash chaos. A challenger hesitates before stepping forward.

 

Voiceover:

"This is not an accessory. This is not a costume. This… is a statement."

 

Montage—slow motion: Fighters of different disciplines wear the mask—luchadores, brawlers, champions, warriors of all kinds. Each strike, each movement is precise, dominant, unyielding.

 

The camera zooms in on the mask—its battle-worn surface reflecting the journey of the one who has worn it before.

 

Voiceover:

"It is a test of will. A bond between past and present. The unbreakable spirit of those who refuse to be forgotten."

 

Final shot—the masked figure stands at the edge of a cliff, the wasteland stretching below. He slowly turns his head toward the camera, the tribal engravings glowing softly in the twilight. His fists clench.

 

Voiceover:

"Will you wear history… or be forgotten by it?"

 

CUT TO BLACK.

 

Text fades in: "The Aztec Legacy Mask – Limited Edition. Available Now."

 

Final pulse of a drum. Silence.

 

 

Damian Blackheart and El Gallito Loco continue to throw fists at each other. Damian hits a backbreaker on Gallito.

 

 

Arvin: And Gallito has been putting up as solid a fight as I think we expected of him, maybe moreso, but it seems pretty cut and dry what's about to happen. 

 

Kendra: Damian looks to be setting up for something, looks like he's bringing out the Scalpel Kick and GALLITO LIMBOS UNDER IT! Running back around and HE GETS DAMIAN WITH THE PECK! Simply ImPECKable! 

 

Arvin: Up to the top, that Coo is the Coo of Justice and it's a Crazy Coop Dive!

 

1!

2!

3!

 

El Gallito Loco wins by Pinfall with the Crazy Coop Dive!

 

 

Heloisa: Here is your winner, that crazy little rooster, El Galliiiiito Looooco!

 

Arvin: Loco wins! Somehow Loco wins and-

 

 

Kendra: What's happening now?

 

 

The titantron then switches to footage of Tortuga in the locker room, beaten and bleeding in his face. Clearly alive, but hurting. In the back in blood it appears to read "Collected".

 

 

Arvin: Tortuga told Gallito to not run ahead, and now Tortuga has paid the price for Gallito's headstrong actions. 

 

As Gallito is shocked by this, he is hit with a cane, wielded by DB who strikes him repeatedly in the back, the head, and the knees before applying a cane assisted Bubonic Clutch (a dragon sleeper in a camel clutch position) as the crowd boos and throws their empty Hope Spot Serum bottles into the ring.  The hold is positioned in such a way that Gallito can't take his eyes off Tortuga on the screen.

 

DB walks up the aisle, a wry smile appears across his face. His silence speaks volumes as he places his mask over his face.

 

Gallito is assisted out of the ring as the crowd applauds.

 

Kendra: The man acted stupidly and fought bravely, and he both won and lost tonight. Both members of Heroes are scheduled for the Rumble tonight, let's see what happens. 

 

As DB walks up the aisle, Tino "The Papa" Sabatelli passes him. Both men shoot each other glances and it's clear Tino wants to talk to him, but the official walking with him keeps Tino moving.

 

 

Arvin: And that man right there is here at the behest of Soldat to investigate what happened to his friend Black Saber, but somehow CN Starz finagled him into a match today. He doesn't have music, he's not registered with us officially as a fighter as far as I'm aware but I think there is a contract that will be in discussion, and the official following him is keeping him focused on the match over the mission. 

 

Kendra: CN Starz already flexing her muscles on Day 1 of this new show, moving the amazing crossover stars of Dynasty of Champions here over Madness, getting the show to end with an event double the size of the PPV Main Event, and now convincing? the man who is here to uncover possible corruption to fight in a match with one of the new hires. We don't know if this man has any wrestling training or if CN is hoping that new fighter Patrick Riot hurts him in some way. There's a lot we don't know.

 

"THE PAPA" TINO SABATELLI VS YOUNGHAWK PATRICK RIOT

 

 

Heloisa: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Already in the ring, from Roma, Italy, weighing in at 385 pounds, the Papa, Tino Sabatelli!

 

 

Lynyrd Skynyrd "Red White and Blue" plays as Youngblood Patrick Riot walks out onto the stage carrying the American flag to a resounding chorus of boos.

 

 

Heloisa: And his opponent! From Little Rock, Arkansas, weighing in at 290 pounds, Youngblood Patrick Riot!

 

Arvin: Kind of a weird flex to debut a patriot themed wrestler in Canada. I'm not sure what CN thought was going to happen.

 

The bell rings.

 

Arvin: And Tino wasting no time throwing several snap jabs and connecting with an Undertaker Punch! Locks up Riot and nails him with a reverse atomic drop! Patrick Riot already yelping in pain as Tino goes back to work on the face with elbow smash after elbow smash!

 

Kendra: Breaks the arm over his shoulder! That's Patrick's saluting arm! Taking the arm and twisting it and another armbreaker over his shoulder! 

 

Arvin: And an armlock scoop slam! Really going after the arm of Patrick Riot. Twisting the arm and elbow shot onto it. Tino dragging Patrick over to the rope, ties the arm up into the turnbuckle pad! Up to the top and DIVING AXE HANDLE TO THE ARM! Patrick screaming in pain now! Trying to untie his arm and Tino kicks it with devastating force! Going up onto the turnbuckle again and stomping the arm! Referee Erica finally tells him to untie the arm or be disqualified, Tino lets it out but stomps it into the ground with monster truck force.

 

Kendra: Tino locks in an arm-trapped STF! That's gonna be it for Patrick! 

 

"The Papa" Tino Sabatelli wins by Submission with an Arm-Trapped STF!

 

 

Heloisa: Here is your winner, the Papa, Tino Sabatelli!

 

Arvin: Tino getting a microphone and trying to speak, but the sound on his mic is cut! The suspiciousness keeps on coming, and Tino looks pissed!

 

Kendra: The official that guided him to the ring now trying to lead him back and TINO DROPS THE OFFICIAL ON THE STEPS WITH A BURNING HAMMER! More officials running down the way to try to pull Tino back and he's just laying waste to all of them!

 

 

The tension in the MAWL locker room was suffocating. The air thick with unspoken threats, unfinished business, and a rivalry steeped in betrayal.

 

Aztec stormed in, his golden-trimmed robe billowing behind him as he locked eyes with Ralph "El Orador" Silva, who stood at the center of the room, arms crossed, a smug smirk carved across his face.

 

 

Behind him, Sombras lurked like a living shadow, unmoving, unreadable. And tied to a chair in the corner, rattling off completely unnecessary statistics, was Milo "The Stat-Man" Rivers.

 

 

Aztec wasted no time.

 

Aztec: "Let him go, Ralph."

 

Ralph sighed, adjusting the cuffs of his immaculate suit, his voice dripping with false sympathy.

 

Ralph Silva: "Aztec, Aztec, Aztec… you barge in here, all righteous and demanding, but have you ever stopped to ask yourself why this happened? Have you ever considered that maybe, just maybe, some wounds never heal?"

 

Aztec did not blink.

 

Aztec: "I don’t have time for your poetry, Silva. You took him, I want him back. Tell me what you want."

 

Ralph’s grin widened. He turned slightly, gesturing toward Sombras, who hadn’t moved an inch.

 

Ralph Silva: "You want Milo? Fine. You just have to do one thing."

 

Aztec narrowed his eyes.

 

Aztec: "Name it."

 

Ralph held up a contract, dramatically unfolding it like he was presenting a holy text.

 

Ralph Silva: "You… versus Sombras… Three Stages of Death."

 

The room went silent.

 

Aztec's head tilted slightly, as if processing the words.

 

Aztec: "You think I’m scared of a match?"

 

Ralph chuckled.

 

Ralph Silva: "Oh, no, no, no, my dear Aztec. This is not just any match. This is a trial. A punishment. A reckoning. This is a match that will bury you in ways you can’t even imagine."

 

Aztec took a step forward, his mask reflecting the dim lighting.

 

Aztec: "Go on."

 

Ralph licked his lips, savoring the moment before he listed off each stage, his voice thick with glee.

 

Ralph Silva: "Stage One… A Casket Match. Because, let’s be honest, you’ve spent enough time buried that it only makes sense we start with something… familiar."

 

Aztec stayed silent.

 

Ralph Silva: "Stage Two… A Last Ride Match. That’s right, Aztec. You’re not just losing—you’re getting loaded into a hearse and driven straight to hell."

 

Milo, still tied to the chair, gasped.

 

Milo: "Actually, statistically speaking, hearses have a surprisingly high accident rate when used for non-funeral purposes—"

 

Aztec silenced him with a single glance.

 

But then, Ralph leaned in, his smirk now a blade.

 

Ralph Silva: "And if—if—you somehow survive that? Stage Three…"

 

He paused. Let it linger.

 

Ralph Silva: "A Buried Alive Match."

 

The final words hit like a gunshot.

 

Aztec’s fingers curled into fists. His body remained still, but there was something dangerous simmering beneath the surface.

 

Aztec: "So that’s your play? You want to put me back in the dirt?"

 

Ralph smirked.

 

Ralph Silva: "Oh, Aztec… I don’t want to put you back in the dirt. I want to make sure this time… you don’t crawl back out."

 

Aztec let out a slow, eerie breath. His scarred fingers traced the edge of the contract. He could feel the weight of it—the history, the challenge, the sheer audacity of the trap Ralph had laid before him.

 

But there was no hesitation.

 

Aztec: "Fine. You want a Three Stages of Death Match? You’ve got one."

 

Ralph clapped his hands, gleeful.

 

Ralph Silva: "Oh, Aztec… I was hoping you’d say that."

 

He flicked his fingers, and Sombras finally moved, stepping forward, his presence like a whisper from the grave.

 

Aztec met his gaze.

 

Neither man spoke.

 

Milo gulped.

 

Milo: "Okay, uh, just for clarification purposes—how does someone survive three separate deaths?"

 

Aztec did not answer.

 

Because deep down, he already knew the answer.

 

He didn’t have to survive.

 

He just had to end Sombras first.

 

 

Kendra and Arvin smile in anticipation.

 

 

Kendra: Three Stages of Death match, that's going to be incredibly exciting. That will headline one of our two shows next week, we get to see Aztec in action. 

 

Arvin: You think it'll be us or Madness?

 

Kendra: Well, if it's Madness I'm sticking around after because I gotta see this. 

 

Arvin: Madness actually has one tonight, between Tragedeigh and Genesis which following last week's Fatal Fourway match that neither of them could take the win, I'm sure they're both going to be pissed and seeking vengeance. 

 

Kendra: Speaking of three stages of death, our next match features Gozu, who is pulling triple duty tonight- he'll be wrestling in the Rumble, he's got a triple threat on Madness, and he's here now, with our second to last one v one of the night. Heloisa?

 

GOZU VS MYLES STONE

 

 

Heloisa: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Already in the ring, representing Dynasty of Champions, from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 235 pounds, Myles Stone!

 

 

Kendra: Oh, it's never a good sign when you don't even get a song. 

 

Arvin: Especially in comparison to one as badass as Gozu's.

 

 

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.

 

Heloisa: And his opponent, from Parts Unknown, weighing in at 320 pounds, GOZU!

 

Kendra: If I were Myles Stone, I would have learned the phrase "family emergency."

 

Arvin: To the friends and family of Myles Stone...

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. The bell rings, and Stone doesn't seem that scared.

 

Kendra: Stone comes in and a punch combo that ends with a spinning back elbow! Stone off the ropes and a dropkick! Stone takes off the other ropes and another dropkick! Gozu has moved maybe two inches through all of this!

 

Arvin: Stone going for a superkick! Another superkick! One more! Gozu losing a little bit of footing, but maybe another three inches at best! Gozu turns his head inquisitively. Stone stepping back to get a little more force for the Superkick and Gozu swats his leg away OH MY GOD A SKY HIGH CHOKESLAM! Picking Stone up by the neck and another Sky High Chokeslam! Throwing Stone off the ropes and Pop Up Powerbomb!

 

Kendra: Flips him over like a hamburger, deadlifting a full nelson hold and DOWN WE GO INTO THE DEVIL'S DESCENT! A one foot pin...

 

1!

2!

3!

 

Gozu wins by Pinfall with the Devil's Descent!

 

 

Heloisa: Here is your winner, GOZU!

 

Gozu approaches the nearest turnbuckle and slams his head into it repeatedly as Arch Enemy - Handshake with Hell plays, before falling back onto his back.  He then rolls out of the ring and fog gently cascades out from under the ring along with faint red light as he vanishes underneath it.

 

Arvin: And back into the breach from whence he came, only to come back in some point the match after next.

 

Kendra: I'm guessing he didn't play with his food too much because he has to go two more times tonight, once here and once on Madness. 

 

Arvin: As we scrape Myles Stone from the mat, let's take it backstage to Irving Barth. Irving?

 

 

Irving Barth stands outside Los Heroes De La Calle's locker room, and Los Heroes quickly close the door.

 

 

Irving: I'm here outside the locker room where Los Heroes are both up and in fighting condition but are uncharacteristically unwilling to speak. Let's see if-

 

 

Kid Kross snatches a microphone and camera from Irving Barth.

Kid Kross:  JP Spears you’re nothing more than a tail gating parking lot hero. You’re a spectator coming to watch the show. And this is my show when I’m in the ring. You think you’re Carolina country and it’s supposed be something special but You can take the back roads on out of here because the home town hero has arrived! I made you tap out like Molson taps at the Bell Center.  You can’t even show your stupid face back home now. I have all of Charolette standing up for Kid Kross. I’ve taken down El Gallito, I’ve taken down JP Spears and I’ll take down anyone who comes next. Every MAWL arena I step into is my barn, and nobody burns my barn down but me.

Kid Kross tosses the mic at Barth and storms off.

 

Irving: You're wrestling on Madness not on-

 

Irving sighs and shrugs.

 

Irving: Back to you, Kendra and Arvin.

 

 

Arvin and Kendra can't help but be a little amused.

 

 

Kendra: Oh lord. Moved from intern to staff and still gets no respect. I feel for you Irving.

 

Arvin: We're at our last match now before the Dueling Rumble takes place, Marla Anderson taking on Sprinkl. 

 

MARLA ANDERSON VS SPRINKL

 

 

Heloisa: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

 

 

Sprinkl comes out fist pumping to "Cake by the Ocean", mocking the audience as he goes.

 

 

Heloisa: First! From Boston, Massachusetts, weighing 212 pounds, the Donut Daddy, Sprinkl!

 

 

The lavender lights have a chasing effect going upwards before starting from the bottom again, to the clap rhythm. Many in the audience clap and hum along with the opening. When Kele begins singing "Lord give me grace", Marla Anderson appears on the stage clapping along and going from left to right engaging the crowd in it.

 

 

As Kele sings "Is it so wrong" the lavender and white lights become a fast strobe, and Marla jogs down high fiving everyone. 

 

Heloisa: And his opponent, from Vancouver, Canada, True North MARLA ANDERSON!

 

As the chorus hits Marla baseball slides into the ring and climbs a turnbuckle, pointing to the sky at "Tonight make me unstoppable", with pyro of two upward arrows connecting so the rooves are fashioned like an M. The crowd goes wild.

 

The bell rings.

 

Arvin: Marla comes charging off the ropes and going for a Clothesline, Sprinkl evades with a duck and grabs her legs! He's looking to wrap this quick and bends her all the way back into the Boston Creme! Marla yelping in pain, could this be a quick up and down and no! She is able to twist her body into a sort of waistlock scissors takedown and get back on her feet. The fans are behind her!

 

Kendra: You can't beat the love of a Canadian audience, Arvin. And she tries again with a running lariat but he catches her into an inverted atomic drop.

 

Arvin: She may need to rethink her strategy, Kendra, he's stopping the run game very quickly. 

 

Kendra: I agree, and she seems to be recalibrating a bit, a quick punch combo! He tries to swing the punch back and she ducks into a Uranage! She's getting the audience engaged in a rhythmic clap as she hops a bit around Sprinkl.

 

Arvin: I wouldn't give him this space to breathe. 

 

Kendra: I think you may be right, as he is up and nails her with a jumping running forearm. Back on her feet going for a high kick and he catches her into a sweep. Off the ropes, arms tucked and he calls this America's Run but it's a sort of fish flop moonsault! Going for a pin-

 

1!

 

Arvin: Marla gets the shoulder up. Sprinkl gets up and Marla waits for him to pass GRABS THE LEGS INTO THE MAPLE LEAF! SHE SAID SHE WANTED TO DO IT IN TORONTO BUT SHE'S MAKING IT UP NOW! And Sprinkl is in a significant amount of pain and strain but he just makes it to the ropes and Marla lets go. 

 

Kendra: Sprinkl using the ropes to get back to his feet and Marla loads herself back, discus boot to Sprinkl! Sprinkl dazed a bit, Marla hits an STO. Sprinkl back up to his feet, Marla goes for a spin kick but Sprinkl ducks and back body drop! 

 

Arvin: Marla kips up with an uppercut. Sprinkl with a pair of quick kicks to the midsection and a jumping kick to the back of the head!

 

Kendra: Because he wears a donut floaty no one takes this guy seriously, but he's doing some real fighting in there.

 

Arvin: For sure. And an O'Connor Roll to Marla but not even a 1. Marla with a snap suplex to get out of the predicament. Sprinkl rolls to his feet and tries to load a Superman Punch but Marla evades and German Suplexes him into the turnbuckle! You can hear the head bounce and rattle. She's going back for a Stinger Splash and he moves! Catches her for a Rainbow Sprinkles suplex! 

 

1!

2!

 

Kendra: Marla kicks at 2 and a half! Can't get much closer. She rolls up and he drills her with a Flatliner! Elbow drop to her back. 

 

Arvin: You may hate him but you can't deny he knows how to keep the pressure on. Elbow drop to the back of her neck. Rolling her back into the Boston Creme! Marla trying to go for the ropes, but she can't make it and she taps! It's over!

 

Sprinkl wins by Submission with the Boston Creme!

 

 

Heloisa: Here is your winner, SPRINKL!

 

Sprinkl drapes a "Dunkin is Better than Tim's" shirt over Marla. 

 

Arvin: Insult to injury there, as Sprinkl defaces a Canadian Institution after his win. 

 

Kendra: Marla to her feet, she crumples up the shirt and out of the ring where she surely is going to find the first trash receptacle. 

 

Arvin: We are down to our main event, but quickly we want to remind you that next week's main event will be a Three Stages of Death between Aztec and Sombras, and it will be right here on Malice.

 

 

Kendra: That is a Pay Per View level fight if ever I saw one, and it's going to go down in Akron March 7. And now let's throw it over to Heloisa, who has our main event.

 

 

Heloisa: The following contest is our main event, and is the MAWL and DOC Dueling Rumble! There is a MAWL entrance and a DOC entrance on opposite sides of the ring. Starting with our first two contestants, every 2 minutes a competitor will come from each side of the ring. In order to eliminate an opponent, they must go over the top rope and their feet must both touch the ground. 

 

 

As the lights dim, the arena is suddenly stirred by a rolling melody—a classic bluegrass tune that resonates through the crowd. A spotlight shines on the entrance as Farmer Boy Eddie, wearing his signature straw hat and plaid shirt, makes his way to the ring.

 

 

Heloisa: First! Representing Dynasty of Champions, from Down on the Farm, FARMER BOY EDDIE!

 

Eddie pauses to interact with the fans, giving high-fives to the children and basking in their adoration. He hops onto the apron, tips his hat, and steps over the ropes, taking in the arena's atmosphere.

 

Arvin: Farmer Boy Eddie is well-loved over at DOC, but here he drew the unfortunate straw hat of being Number 1.

 

Kendra: Seems they like him here too. Gives Letterkenny vibes, if Letterkenny were friendly.

 

 

The opening guitar to "Listen to What You've Got" by Idlewild gives red, white, and blue fast strobing lights. As the drum hits, Unstable Kid Rod Crane jumps out of the doorway and onto the stage, with rockets in the shape of the Union Jack behind him.

 

 

Heloisa: And the individual who drew number 1 for MAWL, from Scunthorpe, England, weighing in at 187 pounds, the Unstable Kid, ROD CRANE!

 

Crane continues to mouth off arrogantly to fans as he walks down the ramp, occasionally threatening to smack one. He eventually steps in the ring, and the bell rings.

 

Kendra: And we begin! Farmer and Crane locking up, and Farmer already lifts the little Kid into a Giant Powerslam! The fans erupt with this first move, and Farmer Boy isn't at all losing his smile. Throwing Crane off the ropes and gets him with an armwhip.

 

Arvin: Farmer Boy doing a hog call and Crane thinks this is hilarious, Crane laughing in the Farmer's face and you don't wanna do that. He's gregarious but he ain't a pushover. And he throws a fist, Crane throws one back, throwing Crane off the ropes and hitting with an armdrag! Picking up the British Brat and ooh a solid series of headbutts! 

 

Kendra: Whips the Unstable one off the ropes and a solid boot. Rod Crane shouldn't laugh if he can't back it up and oh! I spoke too soon, Crane unloading a series of jabs, hooks, and an uppercut sending the Farmer roiling back, Crane goes back a ways and CLOTHESLINE! Farmer Boy is outta here!

 

Farmer Boy Eddie is eliminated by Unstable Kid Rod Crane (1)

 

Kendra: We have a lot of space before the next people come in, how are we going to-

 

Arvin: Crane steps under the middle rope and grabs a microphone. Remember that you can only be eliminated going over the top. 

 

Rod Crane: Oi! Ya bunch o' wankers! Ya stupid wannabe Frenchies! You were all better under British rule, but you had to throw that away. You were all better off reppin the Union Jack, but you had to celebrate your stupid little leaves. You took the blue out your flag and the sense out your brains. 

 

The fans boo.

 

Rod Crane: Oh shut up Montreal. Ya whole country is bollocks. What kinda currency is the loon? What kinda stupid ass sport is hockey? Oi, let's a give a buncha figure skaters big sticks so they can feel like big men. Still jus' angry ice dancin' innit. 

 

Arvin: Strong words from someone standing in a hockey stadium. 

 

Kendra: Strong words from someone who used to prance around and play a lute, which is just a knockoff guitar.

 

Rod Crane: Kids in the Hall is an inferior Monty Python, Ryan Reynolds is an inferior Noel Fielding-

 

Arvin: Oh thank God we're almost ready for the next two.

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Zeke the Sneak enters at Number 2 for MAWL.

 

Kendra: Zeke the Sneak from under the ring...do we have a trap door there? How does he do it?

 

Arvin: I'll have to ask Bianca in the changing of the guard. 

 

 

Zibb enters at Number 2 for DOC.

 

Kendra: Zibb comes in like a house on fire, throwing fists lift right and center! Launches Zeke off the ropes and Arm Whip...NO! Zeke wrapping his hands in the ropes. 

 

Arvin: Crane tries to throw a quick punch and Zibb ducks, Zibb with a Roundhouse to Crane and Crane ducks, Crane back around with a German Suplex and NO Zibb lands on his feet and Zig Zag! Crane rolls up and Zeke trying to tip toe around the apron, you don't think we see you?

 

Kendra: Zibb throws Crane off the ropes and almost into Zeke! Found you! Crane turns around and Crane Kick! Zeke's night is over!

 

Zeke the Sneak is eliminated by Unstable Kid Rod Crane (2)

 

Arvin: Crane continuing the momentum and runs into a giant facebuster on Zibb! Crane in his post-Axel era is nothing to F with! Zibb rolls back and punches Crane, a quick kick to the back, and off the ropes with a spinning DDT! 

 

Kendra: Crane locking up in response and spinning neckbreaker! Spinning neckbreaker in reverse by Zibb. The two roll away from each other, both off the ropes, coming at each other, Crane jumps Zibb, back around Zibb slides and keeps the momentum going, Crane with a jumping forearm shot NO Zibb sidesteps and Russian Leg Sweep to Crane! 

 

Arvin: People looking at these two wouldn't immediately say to themselves Lucha skills, but we're dealing with two people who seem to seamlessly blend lucha energy with good ol Slobberknockery. Crane tries it with a spinning wheel kick, Zibb ducks it and somersault German Suplex! Wait, turn around Zibb, Crane already up and Penalty Kick! Or as he calls it, FC UK!

 

Kendra: Zibb rolling back, Rod Crane mocking the fans, wait don't turn your back on Zibb it's the worst thing you can do, there we go, Zibb leaping into a DDT! 

 

Arvin: Zibb on the second turnbuckle getting the crowd going, I don't think he's learned from Crane but Crane sure did and he tries to push Zibb over but Zibb locks his feet and flipping into a Poison Rana! 

 

Kendra: Crane turns it around with a spinning punch, and launches Zibb over the ropes! Zibb is done!

 

Zibb is eliminated by Unstable Rod Crane (3)

 

Arvin: Ugh, we still have another 47 seconds of just Rod Crane. 

 

Kendra: And Crane goes under the rope again and finds...a guitar? An acoustic guitar?

 

Arvin: (sigh) Anyway, here's Wonderwall.

 

Crane sets the microphone in the turnbuckle and puts the strap over his shoulder.

 

Crane: (singing) Today is gonna be the day that they're gonna throw it back to you
By now, you should've somehow realised what you gotta do
I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now

 

The crowd boos.

 

Crane: Shut up you wankers! What, you want that twat Celine Dijon?

(singing) Backbeat, the word on the street 

Is that the fire-

 

The crowd countdown clocks drowning out Crane's singing.

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

"The Enforcer" Eddie Ellis enters at 3 for DOC.

 

Kendra: And this is one of DOC's backstage doofuses. I wonder how we're going to pair this...

 

 

"The Energizer" Bianca Diaz enters at 3 for MAWL.

 

Arvin: OH MY GOD! DIAZ IS BACK IN THE RING! 

 

Kendra: Maybe you can ask her about Zeke when she gets eliminated.

 

Arvin: You undersell her. But, she is still favoring that knee. And Crane greets her immediately with the FC UK. 

 

Kendra: She caused his partner to be fired, I can see where he might have a chip on his shoulder. A fish and chip even. 

 

Arvin: Crane stomping Diaz's leg and you can see Eddie Ellis is perfectly fine to let the fighters fight. I don't think he expected to be in this match. Diaz gets Crane's leg and dragon screw! 

Kendra: Get into the mix, you coward! Diaz mounts Crane and unloading punches to his face! She continues to live up to that Energizer name and snap suplex to Crane. Another snap suplex to Crane. Crane rolls back and goes for a lariat, Diaz ducks and...did she just tell him he can't see her?!

 

Arvin: Mid kick to Crane, locks in a chickenwing and 360 Suplex! Buenos Diaz, Rod Crane!! 

 

Kendra: Eddie Ellis looking to hit Diaz with that microphone, the feedback on the mic gets her attention and she turns around. Oh he's regretting his choices, begging off to not be hit, Diaz swats the microphone out of his hands!

 

Arvin: We may need to clean the ring if Ellis gets much more scared, Diaz starting to hammer punch Ellis on the top of the head! The crowd loves it! She's going to town on the Enforcer, speeding up these punches and the crowd is popping like popcorn for each punch, Diaz sends Ellis across the ropes and hurricanrana to the outside-NO! ELLIS WITH HIS FEET DANGLING AS HE HOLDS ONTO THE BOTTOM ROPE! 

 

Kendra: Diaz trying to kick Ellis out and Crane from behind with a forearm shot! Crane trying to dump Diaz and Diaz with a back elbow to Crane, Crane and Diaz throwing haymakers at each other and it travels to the center of the ring, Ellis rolls back in.

 

Arvin: He had an easy out but I guess his pride is getting the better of him. Diaz unloading on Crane into the corner, Crane catching his breath and Diaz going back to get Crane's guitar, looks like he's about to look back in anger! She winds up and...

 

Ellis: (mic in hand) MAWL's for Morons! MAWL's for Morons! MAWL's for Morons!

 

Some in the crowd chant weakly, but most boo. 

 

Kendra: Oh, he's making a real bad choice. Diaz and Crane look at each other, they look at Ellis. Crane hands on hips, Diaz nods and puts the guitar down. They're approaching...double hammer fists on Ellis! Double hammer fists on Ellis! They're absolutely devastating him, holding him up, Ellis feet dangling in the air, Diaz gets the mic in hand...

 

Bianca: MAWL this Fool! MAWL this Fool!

 

The crowd gets behind this chant. "MAWL THIS FOOL! MAWL THIS FOOL!"

 

Arvin: DOUBLE BRAINBUSTER! Driving Ellis headfirst into the mat at Mach 3 speed! The crowd loves it, and Diaz...immediately turns around and Inverted Cross Rhodes, better known as the B!

D!

E!

Crowd pops, Diaz doesn't let Crane go though, picks him up and ANOTHER BDE! The crowd is loving this, Diaz gets the guitar now, the wind-up and BRAINS CRANE WITH IT! HOW OFTEN DO YOU GET WEAPONS IN A RUMBLE!

 

Kendra: Diaz taking a second to catch her breath, Crane and Ellis both back to their feet, charging Diaz from either side and DIAZ WITH A SPLIT DUCKING DOWN CRANE HITS ELLIS WITH THE FC UK! That was meant for Diaz and Crane missed the ball!

 

Arvin: Diaz with a wink, I think she knew exactly what she was doing there and jumping spin kick to Rod Crane! The fans are popping and Diaz lifts Crane up, about to drive her over and ELLIS CHOP BLOCK TO THE BAD KNEE OF DIAZ! Diaz yelps in pain! 

 

Kendra: If you like us watched Madness last week, you know that Axel's last act as an active roster member was to positively decimate Bianca's leg and honestly, I'm surprised she entered today. Ellis sees an opening and stomp after stomp to the knee! Diaz holding her leg in pain and probably regretting her choice again.

 

Arvin: Ellis dragging her leg to the bottom rope and kicking up under the kneecap! And wait a minute, CRANE FROM BEHIND A GERMAN SUPLEX TO EDDIE ELLIS! DID ROD CRANE JUST SAVE BIANCA DIAZ?

 

Kendra: Looks like Crane honestly just wants to fight, and another German Suplex as we hit dat countdown clock. 

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

"Goldmane" Victor Kingston enters at 4 for MAWL.

 

Arvin: NOW we're starting to get a Rumble, and the Goldmane is getting the crowd pumped. A rare time when regal energy is loved.

 

 

Sultanic enters at number 4 for DOC.

 

Kendra: Diaz and Kingston lock up. Sultanic with solid stiff punch to Ellis, solid stiff punch to Crane. Sultanic unloading fists in both directions, Ellis seems to be content to let Sultanic get mixed in with Crane and walks over to Diaz and Kingston who can't seem to get a clear winner and Ellis off the ropes, makes the choice for them hitting Diaz with the facebuster! 

 

Arvin: Ellis with an elbow drop on Diaz, two, three even, he's focusing where he thinks he can get some clear victory. Kingston takes a belly to back by Sultanic but hits with a German Suplex in response. Diaz moves and Ellis lands on his arm! She stomps out the arm a bit, Crane runs for a forearm shot to her and she ducks him, Crane back around and Diaz meets him with a headscissors takedown.

 

Kendra: Kingston takes Sultanic down with a bionic elbow, Diaz jumps off Sultanic's back and enziguiri to Kingston! Crane leaps over Sultanic to get a jumping clothesline on Diaz! Sultanic is going to get sick of being a hurdle soon.

 

Arvin: Soon is now! Eddie Ellis tries it and Sultanic gets up behind him, lifts him up in an upside down guerilla press, absolutely drives Ellis's back into his knee! You can hear the cracks all the way in Quinnipiac! Ellis down and holding his back. Honestly I'm surprised he lasted this long. 

 

Kendra: Kingston has Crane in the corner and going for the 10 punch! 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! 10! Disembarks with a headbutt. Trying to dump Crane over the side but Crane holds on. Diaz trying to help Kingston but Crane rolls himself back in through the middle ropes. Sultanic goes to pick Ellis up and LOW BLOW BY ELLIS, ELLIS OFF THE ROPES AND CLOTHESLINE TO SULTANIC! Sultanic stares him in the face and Double Axe Handle! Crane up and Double Axe Handle by Sultanic to Crane! 

 

Arvin: Round 2 of Whack-a-Mole and there are no friends in Rumbles, but sometimes there are strategic alliances.

 

Kendra: And sometimes there are alliances borne of stupidity, and Sultanic slams Crane and Ellis together! Going to town on Crane with a series of stomps! Crane catching and losing wind in quick succession, almost sounds like pumping up an air mattress with a hole in it.

 

Arvin: Kingston punches Sultanic and Sultanic shoots him a death glare, Kingston picks Crane up and DECIMATES HIM WITH A ROYAL DECREE! Kingston and Sultanic stomping out Crane, and it's smart work to wear down the only man who's got a registered elimination so far. Diaz working Ellis in the corner with a series of forearms, running back for a Bronco and Ellis moves! 

 

Kendra: The Bucking stops here! Ellis holding that bad leg again and kicking at it, Kingston and Sultanic getting into it with each other now, Crane getting to his feet and registering the scene, chooses to avoid Kingston and Sultanic and charges Ellis with a forearm! And now Crane going to town on Diaz's bad leg. Her ring resurgence is being met with 

 

Arvin: Sultanic getting the hard fists down on Kingston, Ellis looking to get involved with Crane and Diaz but Crane shoots him a look and Ellis backs off, not looking for a face to face confrontation, chooses instead to join Sultanic with a boot to Kingston's head, and Kingston staring him right down now. Ellis should have left well enough alone! Ellis backing away from Kingston and trying to leave through the middle rope and avoid Kingston. Oh, Ellis made a real bad call.

 

Kendra: Ellis running around the apron frantically to avoid retribution, Kingston grabs him by the suit jacket, sets him up and KING'S REQUIEM! Kingston roars and the crowd approves! Sultanic tries to charge him and Kingston ducks and meets Sultanic with a series of punches as we get the countdown clock!

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Erica Von Dutch enters at number 5 for DOC.

 

Arvin: DOC has a really solid roster outside its men and Erica Von Dutch is a glowing example of that. The fans seem really invested in her.

 

Kendra: And in other circumstances I think I'd be behind her too, but you're coming for fed dominance so it won't stand this time.

 

 

The Circuitbreaker Tamara Rivers enters at number 5 for MAWL.

 

Kendra: And there was some fear that Tamara was going to be the 4th in SIR but luckily that turned out not to be true, you can see the fans are still behind Gef. Talking mongoose? 

 

Arvin: That's Gef. Von Dutch seems to be conferring with the other DOC and there's a nod of agreement. Crane takes it low to Kingston and he's doubled over! And Tamara walks over to the huddle and grabs Sultanic, drops him with a short-arm clothesline! Diaz taking advantage of Kingston being down and unloading some quick fists on him.

 

Kendra: Von Dutch and Ellis putting boots to Crane. Sultanic and Tamara Rivers locked head to head and throwing blows at each other. It seems clear that Von Dutch is trying to unify the DOC crowd against MAWL, which is bad news for us as we seem to enjoy fighting each other. 

 

Arvin: Kingston gets Diaz away from him with a series of snap punches, and they survey the scene. They seem to recognize what's happening, even if the rest of the MAWL crowd doesn't. Oh, Diaz gives Crane a look and it seems like he's starting to understand. Kingston directing traffic now for the MAWL group, Rivers is a bit in the dark as she's still dealing with Sultanic. Diaz and Kingston over to Von Dutch and Ellis now, Diaz unloading on Von Dutch and Kingston on Ellis, Crane freed up and Crane jumps on the back of Sultanic and getting some punches on him. 

 

Kendra: Kingston and Diaz high five and switch dance partners, Diaz with fists to the face of Ellis and Kingston headbutting Von Dutch, Rivers looking for her next fight and comes over to Diaz and Ellis, Ellis turns around and snaps Rivers with a spinning back elbow. 

 

Arvin: Sultanic flips Crane over him and stomping him out, Crane takes a trip and jab to Sultanic. Rivers and Diaz punching Ellis back and forth, Ellis ducks and Diaz punches Rivers! Rivers stares her down, scoops Diaz up and a running powerslam! 

 

Kendra: Diaz trying to explain the situation to Rivers, Von Dutch coming with a running dropkick, dropkicks Rivers into Diaz! Von Dutch has them both in the corner and throwing stereo 10 punches using both her fists! 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! Oh, a little flair to that 10th punch and a little flair costs a momentum as Rivers and Diaz both block the fists and drive Von Dutch's head into the turnbuckle. They're looking and now they seem like they're on the same page.

 

Arvin: Meanwhile the communications crossed over on the other side of the ring, Crane going for the FC UK on Sultanic but he evades and Kingston takes it instead! Kingston is pissed now and a spinning elbow to Diaz, looks like the MAWL unification plan is already over! Diaz and Kingston throwing fists at each other, Diaz and Kingston and Crane all throwing fists at each other and the DOC people swarm on Rivers with a full-on beatdown!

 

Kendra: Diaz finally coming to her senses and leaves Crane and Kingston to each other, back suplex to Ellis! Keeping hold on another back suplex to Ellis! THREE BACK SUPLEXES AND HERE WE GO...B! D! E! Kingston and Crane look at each other and recommit to the plan, running in to save Rivers! Diaz picks up Ellis and bringing him to the ropes, no Ellis punches her away and pushing her into the ropes, rebound into a German Suplex and she rolls up to spinning back suplex! 

 

Arvin: Crane with a faceplant on Von Dutch! Kingston with a gutwrench suplex to Sultanic! Crane and Kingston with stereo superkicks on the other's dance partners and boots with their own! Sultanic throwing a haymaker on Kingston and going for a second but Kingston parries and spins the other way for an elbow strike! 

 

Kendra: Diaz judo throws Ellis into the turnbuckle and comes charging in, she's a woman on a mission, handspring cartwheel kick to Sultanic! Spinning neckbreaker to Von Dutch! She's not doing that knee any favors, Arv. 

 

Arvin: I don't think she knows how to edit herself though, running back and going for the running clothesline on Sultanic but he lifts her up and she clotheslines Kingston instead! Tamara Rivers leaves the fray and stomps out Ellis, who's yet to get out of that corner. Ellis slips out under her feet and runs her body into the turnbuckle! Ellis peels her down with an inverted DDT. 

 

Kendra: Diaz takes a run to the other side of the battle and Superman Punch right into Ellis's face! Von Dutch breaking out of her fight and she's calling for a run, looking to take Diaz out, but Ellis clips Diaz's knee and she goes down ELLIS IS WIDE OPEN TO RECEIVE THE DROPKICK AND OUT HE GOES! VON DUTCH DUMPS ELLIS!

 

The Enforcer Eddie Ellis is eliminated by Erica Von Dutch (1)

 

Arvin: Von Dutch is shocked! That wasn't part of the plan, and Tamara Rivers smiles as she unloads punches on Von Dutch! Sultanic takes the run over to them and RIVERS FLIPS HIM OVER NO He rolls back into the ring. Rod Crane takes the run over and VON DUTCH sends him over but he holds on and gets back in no problem. Victor Kingston takes the run and Von Dutch whips him over and he lands almost on the apron but loses his footing! Kingston is out!

 

The Goldmane Victor Kingston is eliminated by Erica Von Dutch (2)

 

Kendra: This has been an unbelievable series of events but Kingston's had a rough go of it these past few weeks. Rivers throws a solid hook punch to Sultanic and Crane hits Diaz with a forearm shot. The four of them in a steady rain of punches flying every which way as Erica Von Dutch takes a step away to catch her breath.

 

Arvin: She's earned it, she just dropped two people. Even if one was an announcer. 

 

Kendra: All told, he held on surprisingly long. But Crane has been in there since the beginning and as we're about to approach 10 minutes he shows no sign of flying over the edge, Sultanic has something to say about that though and drills him down with a bodyslam! Diaz heading over to Von Dutch to get her back into the match, Irish Whips her right towards Rivers and Rivers tries to catch into a ripcord but Von Dutch with the wherewithal to reverse into an Irish Whip back at Diaz and Diaz hits Rivers with a spinning sidewalk slam! 

 

Arvin: Wrong blonde ponytail, Diaz! 

 

Kendra: Ah, all these white girls look the same. 

 

Arvin: Yeah, you're not wrong. And we hit the countdown clock.

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Tortuga De Acero enters at number 6 for MAWL.

 

Kendra: And Tortuga made it! He's moving a bit slower than usual but he's presenting like he's in good spirits.

 

Arvin: Is this slower than usual?

 

Kendra: Honestly I'm...not...sure?

 

 

Rufus Clayton Reeve enters at number 6 for DOC. 

 

Kendra: And this guy's a laugh riot...behind the scenes. In the ring, it's all business all the time.

 

Arvin: Crane has officially been in for 10 minutes now, and he's still going strong! FC UK on Rivers! And Rufus gets a quick pull-aside by Erica Von Dutch to discuss the game plan. MAWL has completely abandoned the similar plan and it's going to make this a much harder for us. Rufus nods and charges in to get some clobbering on Crane. Von Dutch ties up with Rivers and Rivers hits a spinning suplex, but Von Dutch bounces up and hurricanrana to Rivers. Sultanic puts the boots to Diaz, and drops her with a powerslam. 

 

Kendra: Diaz rolls back with two quick right kicks and a spinkick to the left, and Sultanic staggers back. Diaz moving on and heading in the direction of Rivers and Von Dutch. Rivers is going for a spinebuster and Diaz dropkicks Von Dutch into Rivers! THEY BOTH SWING ON HER! Spinebuster by Rivers to Diaz! Pulls her up in the headlock and MODDDDDDEY DHOOOOO! Von Dutch and Rivers elevate Diaz and a double high angle spinebuster! Rufus and Crane are keeping even in the punch to punch count, both getting a tiny bit tired, and they turn their attentions elsewhere. 

 

Arvin: Rufus full speed and MASQUERADE SPINNING DDT TO TAMARA RIVERS! ROD CRANE ABSOLUTELY UNLOADING ON VON DUTCH! Sultanic gets Diaz up and Deadlift Dominator! 

 

Kendra: Oh, that's a straight set up of honky tonk punches that Crane is doing on Von Dutch. Of course he'd tell you they're Oasis punches. 

 

Arvin: An Oasis punch is hitting your brother for calling you a potato. 

 

Kendra: Sultanic and Rufus looking at each other with a nod and they change places. Sultanic hits Rivers with a brutal spike piledriver! Rufus scoop slam to Diaz!

 

Arvin: Rod Crane is shut up with a ripcord lariat by Von Dutch. Diaz rebounds and hits Rufus with a spin kick to the back of the head! Oh, but the landing is hard and Diaz really needs to be more careful about her knee. Diaz hobbling a bit, but taking the run back and looks like she attempts a cross body block but Rufus catches her over his head! 

 

Kendra: I've had...the time of my life...

 

Arvin: Well Diaz hasn't and Rufus sends her out to the mat! Diaz is done!

 

"The Energizer" Bianca Diaz is eliminated by Rufus Clayton Reeve (1)

 

Kendra: Rufus comes over now and joins Sultanic in absolutely pummeling Tamara Rivers! Double Fisherman Suplex! Double powerslam! Double chokeslam! This woman looks absolutely wrecked. Rufus points Sultanic to the ropes, he holds Rivers up and Sultanic goes for a run, charging with the big boot and oh no! He hits Rufus instead! Well that backfired.

 

Arvin: Rivers gives Sultanic a small smile and drops him with a headbutt. Off the ropes, she swings back, off the ropes again, a little showboating from the Circuitbreaker and solid elbow drop to Rufus in the midsection! Rivers with an STO to Sultanic! Looks like Von Dutch's attention has been piqued and she runs off from Crane, spinning wheel kick to Rivers. Picking Tamara up and a spinning full nelson suplex. 

 

Kendra: She wakes Sultanic up and mouths "we're going to try this again" and points him to the ropes.

 

Arvin: I didn't know you can read lips.

 

Kendra: I'm a woman of many talents. Sultanic goes off the ropes and coming back with a clothesline but Rivers ducks again! Clothesline to Von Dutch! This is not going to work the way the DOC people want it to. Rivers with two haymakers and solid hook and Sultanic is down again. Rivers drops Von Dutch! Rivers drops Rufus! Rivers drops Sultanic! The fans are loving it! Rivers drops Rufus a...no! Rufus blocks and a headbutt! 

 

Arvin: Rufus slaps Sultanic in the face and motions "1 more time", pointing to the ropes. Sultanic doesn't look too sure but Rufus nods and points to the ropes again. Rufus picks Rivers up, and where the hell is Crane in all this?

 

Kendra: The little imp is just sitting back! Without Victor Kingston or Bianca Diaz to guide the team, he's perfectly content to let the DOC folk pick Rivers apart. 

 

Arvin: Rufus picks Rivers up, Sultanic starts to run, Rivers instinctively ducks, Sultanic spins on his heel and stomps Rivers in the back! They finally figured it out! Sultanic raises his arms in celebration, a little too quick and whacks Rufus in the face. Rufus and Sultanic arguing in the corner, Crane finally decides to involve himself and charging but Rufus and Sultanic with a double clothesline to stop Crane in his tracks!

 

Kendra: Oh good, they've talked it out, and Sultanic has calmed Rufus down, but Rivers and Crane to their feet, and stereo boxing combos! Double punch to Von Dutch to put her right back down! Spinning around and Rivers with a discus clothesline to Crane! Rivers taking a breath, clearly winded, but motioning to the fans. 

 

Arvin: Rufus lifts Rivers up in a Glam Slam Stretch! Rivers is in pain but Rufus can't win this with a submission! But the hold is pretty intense all the same and Rivers isn't going to be able to just reverse herself this time. Von Dutch gets up, there's some fire in her eyes, running back and SULTANIC BEATS HER TO IT, DRIVING RIVERS DOWN WITH A ONE-ARM BULLDOG! Rufus's eyes go wide because this can only mean one thing...

 

Kendra: Von Dutch can't stop her momentum and Rufus eats the clothesline! Rufus staggering back over the ropes a little but Sultanic and Von Dutch pull him back in. Rufus and Von Dutch now castigating Sultanic about the plan and arguing amongst themselves, Rivers stay down, it's not worth it.

 

Arvin: And Crane gets to his feet, but is sandwiched by a triple boot and collapses. Von Dutch is getting louder and more animated about the plan. I'll tell you, she may be a hero in DOC but she's giving Cruella vibes right about now. 

 

Kendra: That's exactly it. She's smacking them both in the head and commanding them to lift Tamara Rivers up. Rivers looks truly decimated. Von Dutch yelling in their faces and taking a charge back now, full speed and TAMARA YANKS SULTANIC IN THE WAY! VON DUTCH HAS JUST TAKEN SULTANIC OUT OF THE MATCH!

 

Sultanic is eliminated by Erica Von Dutch (2)

 

Arvin: And Erica Von Dutch looking out shocked! Tamara sits herself in the corner with a smile as Rufus pushes Von Dutch! Von Dutch pushes Rufus! Looks like we're back to a free for all as the countdown clock resumes!

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

"Savannah" Savannah Sikoa enters at number 7 for DOC.

 

Arvin: There's a proud Samoan heritage that permeates wrestling and it's one of the strongest, particularly these days, when you look at the sheer dominance of like the Fatus, the Bloodline, Samoa Joe, and Sikoa flows very well into it. 

 

 

The Solemn Guardian enters at number 7 for MAWL, hitting Tortuga on the back of the head as he passes. Tortuga is not close to the ring. 

 

Arvin: Crane punches Sikoa as soon as she walks into the ring. Rivers also punches Sikoa. Erica hits a spinning chokeslam on Rufus, and immediately follows it with her Double Underhook DDT! Rufus is Canuck Busted! The unity is truly over. Guardian stares down Crane, who you can see is a bit on the nervous side.

 

Kendra: He slides out of the ring through the middle rope, digging through the apron. The man's been in the ring for over 12 minutes now. Well, in the match. Crane gets a chair! He also finds a spiked bat, not sure what that's doing. there but it'll make for a good fight. Rufus hits a spear on Von Dutch! Von Dutch up with enziguiri on Rufus and running towards Rivers, but Rivers catches her up with an Uppercut! 

 

Arvin: Crane finally back in the ring, but Rufus catches him with a clothesline and takes the chair to his head! Spike piledriver into the chair! Setting up the chair, putting Crane's head through it, off the ropes and hip drop! Sits down on the chair! 

 

Kendra: Guardian with a big punch combo on Rivers. Rivers hits him back with a front slam! Guardian rolls up, Sikoa spears Rivers and going to town on her! 

 

Arvin: Rufus looking over at the ramp and you can see he's mocking Tortuga, who's just casually ambling to the ramp. Wait, Rufus, turn around and HOLY PRECIPICE BY SOLEMN GUARDIAN! The fans are loving it! This new creature of the night already has the crowd eating out of his skeletal bony hand. Crane desperately tries to remove the chair from his head and it's not getting off, Von Dutch hits him with a Crane Kick! Sikoa drills him with a Samoan Drop! I fear that chair may be permanently fused to him now. 

 

Kendra: Sikoa gets the spiked bat and wrecks Crane with it! She slams the chair down! Guardian with an arm whip to Von Dutch. Crane finally gets the chair off, tosses the chair at Sikoa and boots her in the face! She goes over the rope but lands herself on the apron and rolls herself in.

 

Arvin: Suplex by Rufus to Guardian! And elevated flatliner back by Guardian to Rufus! 

 

Kendra: Tortuga is doing the Matrix hand taunt, but in slooow mooootion.

 

Arvin: Oh, who gave Tortuga a mic?

 

Tortuga: Rod. Crane. 

 

Kendra: Oh it's a call out. And he may have gotten Crane's attention.

 

Tortuga: I may be slow. In my body. 

 

Arvin: Is...Is Savannah biting Rufus in the ear? 

 

Kendra: She's definitely raking his eyes.

 

Tortuga: But you.

 

Arvin: Guardian has Tamara Rivers locked up. 

 

Tortuga: Are slow.

 

Kendra: You can see Crane is getting impatient with Tortuga.

 

Arvin: Guardian hits Rivers with a solid suplex.

 

Tortuga: In the head.

 

Kendra: Von Dutch axe handle to the back of Crane's head! You can tell from Tortuga's smile that he knew exactly what was about to happen. Crane getting a two front war now as Von Dutch and Rivers are doubling up with gut punches to Crane. Crane doubling over and Von Dutch and Rivers with stereo bionic elbows! Crane catching his breath and looking to see who to swing at, and he chooses Rivers. Crane unloads his fists on Rivers and Rufus comes charging in to get Von Dutch with a Superman punch. 

 

Arvin: Crane punches Rivers back to the ropes, Crane gets himself going backwards and the charge BUT RIVERS PULLS THE ROPE! Crane was in 13:04

 

Unstable Kid Rod Crane is eliminated by Tamara Rivers (1)

 

Kendra: And Crane punches Tortuga on his way out! 

 

Arvin: That's some bad sportsmanship. 

 

Kendra: Yeah it is, but Tortuga did kinda give him some attitude.

 

Arvin: Rufus clearly not learning from Crane, and now he's giving some attitude to Tortuga. Turn around, Rufus, turn around!

 

Kendra: He turns around and Canuck Buster by Von Dutch!! 

 

Arvin: They never learn. Sikoa and Guardian throwing fists at each other, Rivers with a back suplex to Von Dutch, but Von Dutch bounces back up and front dropkick to Rivers! 

 

Kendra: Sikoa with a headbutt combination, and a Rock Bottom, to Guardian! Guardian gets Sikoa into the Fireman's Carry, where's this going? Rivers and Von Dutch taking that blondshell beatdown energy to Rufus.

 

Arvin: Solemn Guardian brings Sikoa ALLLL the way down into the Conciliation! Samoan Droppin' a Samoan. Cojones there. 

 

Kendra: And Rivers turns on Von Dutch! Breaking the blond bond and double teaming with Rufus! They're trying to load Von Dutch out over the ropes but she's holding on for dear life! They're really going for it. Sikoa gets up to her feet and you can tell that she's frustrated! Berserker level rage on the Solemn Guardian!

 

Arvin: Looks like Tortuga is almost at the ring! What's he....he has an action figure! He hands one to a kid in the audience that's sweet, oh, he's pulling out another one and he just frisbee throws it at Sikoa! It hits her in the face and that just takes her off her game.

 

Kendra: He may be slow but he's strong, and he's charging up that arm-

 

Arvin: Von Dutch holding onto the rope for dear life, they're really trying to get her over, Tortuga on the apron now and he ambles over and unloads that punch in the face of Von Dutch! Tortuga de Acero is finally offically in this match! Just in time for the countdown clock.

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

El Gallito Loco enters at number 8 for MAWL. 

 

Kendra: Tortuga gets in the ring JUST in time to meet up with his partner. 

 

Arvin: It's just a question now of where they're at, the two have been some having some issues lately so it's just seeing if they work together or the dissension wears on them. 

 

Kendra: And also who's coming in for DOC?

 

 

Lil Freaky Sponge enters at number 8 for DOC.

 

Arvin: And we thought OUR wrestlers were weird. 

 

Kendra: El Gallito Loco jumps into the ring and immediately a headbutt by Solemn Guardian! And falls into a punch by Tamara Rivers! And Sikoa nails Tortuga with a dropkick. So much going on in just a few seconds and Heroes are taking more than they're giving, the attack earlier may have more effect on them than they thought. No one seems to be getting too close to the lil freaky guy.

 

Arvin: Yeah I can't say I blame him. 

 

Kendra: Rivers with a high angle belly to belly on Solemn Guardian! Guardian snaps back up and gets her with an armdrag! And she bounces right into Erica Von Dutch's arms with a bodyslam! Forget a River runs through it, they just ran through Rivers.

 

Arvin: Sikoa having to deal now with punches from both Heroes de la Calle, but Lil Freaky jumps up on Tortuga! He's up on his shell, Gallito taking himself off the ropes and corkscrew splashes Lil dude right off Tortuga's back. He's not taking any chances on not watching his partner now. Lesson learned, I think. Tortuga lifts Gallito up and splashes him onto Lil Freaky, but meets Sikoa's short-arm clothesline! Gallito jumping off Tortuga's shell and somersault dropkick to Sikoa. Sikoa stutters back to the ropes but rebounds smoothly and drives Gallito down with a lariat.

 

Kendra: Sikoa with a corkscrew neckbreaker to Gallito now. Meanwhile Rivers and Von Dutch throwing fists, Solemn Guardian has a hold of that spiked bat and runs it into the back of Sikoa. The Savage one turns around with a smile, and Solemn Guardian looks at her with no shift in expression. These two get face to face, no fear here but Tortuga has Gallito by the legs and shot puts him into a splash on both of them! These two are keeping their teamwork strong and there's that pose that the fans just eat up.

 

Arvin: Solemn swings at Gallito and misses him as Gallito ducks, Gallito back around the ropes and launches himself into a crossbody! Lil Freaky jumping up on Tortuga again and Tortuga with quite possibly the slowest airplane spin I've ever seen in all my years as a wrestling superfan, Freaky has plenty of time to fight out but I think he's confused? Maybe enjoying the ride? But it ends in a slow motion Samoan Drop! 

 

Kendra: Time moves slower for Tortuga but he gets the job done. Lil Freaky fights himself out from under Tortuga and off the ropes to a rotating clothesline on Sikoa! I think he may have only reached her stomach though, and she loads her foot back like she's about to take a free kick and loads it in! Little Man goes sliding back to the ropes.

 

Arvin: We have to talk about the advantage that Lil Freaky has.

 

Kendra: What's that?

 

Arvin: You have to go over the top rope, I don't think he even reaches much beyond the middle. 

 

Kendra: Tamara Rivers hits a giant spinebuster on Erica Von Dutch now. I guess you're right about Lil Freaky, you'd have to volleyball serve him over the top to get him out. Or field goal kick him. 

 

Arvin: Solemn Guardian trapping Gallito in the headbutts now, but Tortuga with an axe handle to get Guardian off him. Tortuga launching Gallito up and Gallito gets the hurricnarana on Guardian but Guardian rolls back to his feet and blasts Gallito with a clothesline. 

 

Kendra: Tamara Rivers has Von Dutch in a bearhug, Von Dutch trying to fight her way out, now remember that you can't submit your opponent in this match but you can certainly weaken their back, Lil Freaky going up to the turnbuckle, climbing and struggling his way up there, it's almost as cute as it is disturbing, and SPLASH ONTO RIVERS AND VAN DUTCH! 

 

Arvin: You can see Lil Freaky doing some sort of a happy jig, and Tortuga with a series of deliberate and definitive stomps just driving the foot into the stomach of Von Dutch. Tortuga wanted to be taken as a more serious fighter and I think he's making some strides in that direction.

 

Kendra: Lil Freaky back up to the ropes and we're being joined now by Bianca Diaz, who's come back out in her blazer. 

 

Bianca: Hiya folks. Congrats on the new show. 

 

Arvin: Thanks! Congrats on the Rumble appearance.

 

Bianca: It's cool to know I still have it in me and what is Lil Freaky doing, oh he looks like he's climbing?

 

Kendra: He had so much fun doing it the first time, and down he comes and GALLITO CATCHES HIM INTO A HURRICANRANA!

 

Bianca: I think anyone else's legs would have been too big for that. Just would have popped Lil Freaky like a pimple.

 

Arvin: Sikoa off the ropes now and axe kick to Tortuga! That'll give Von Dutch a chance to breathe. Rivers from behind and double bionic elbow to the back of Savannah Sikoa, oh, I don't think Sikoa was too thrilled with that, and she's straight up hammer throwing Tamara Rivers out of this match! That leaves Erica Von Dutch as the longest reign currently in the ring!

 

The Circuitbreaker Tamara Rivers is eliminated by Savage Savannah Sikoa (1)

 

Kendra: And Guardian with a running bulldog on Tortuga! Gallito coming and throwing fists at Guardian to get him off his friend, but Guardian launches Gallito into the turnbuckle. Sikoa football throws Lil Freaky at Erica Von Dutch! 

 

Bianca: I believe a wise person once said "the enemy of my enemy is my weapon." 

 

Arvin: Who said that?

 

Bianca: Me. (beat) I'm wise.

 

Arvin: And Tortuga starting to rise to his feet, Guardian helps speed up the process only to spike him back down with a chokeslam!

 

Kendra: Gallito checking on his partner, and Tortuga seems to be making a spinning hand motion. I think he may be calling for a turtle toss.

 

Bianca: And I was under the impression that Tortuga hates this, and it looks by Gallito's unusual hesitation that he may have the same thought, but Tortuga gives him the thumbs up and that's all that Gallito needs! Spinning Tortuga around and gets Guardian with it, gets Von Dutch with it, gets Lil Freaky with it! Gallito helps Tortuga up and they pose again, but I think they may have missed Sikoa and she spears them both down! Savage taking a moment to address the boos of the crowds with a simple but easily read hand gesture. 

 

Arvin: Erica Von Dutch to her feet and she throws Gallito off the ropes and over the top Gallito goes and onto the floor WAIT BOTH OF HIS FEET ARE IN THE AIR! BOTH FEET MUST TOUCH THE GROUND!

 

Kendra: Much has been made of how little sense El Gallito Loco has, but you have to admire the intelligence it took to come up with that on the...well...fly, landing feet up like that. Gallito using his wings to bounce himself over to the steps and gets his feet on them, he has saved himself in this match! 

 

Arvin: Tortuga cheering his partner back in, taking his eyes of the prize though and Von Dutch with a hurricanrana! Von Dutch gets Tortuga's legs and we're going for a big swing! Oh! You can hear his head colliding just between those two turnbuckles onto the post. 

 

Kendra: Guardian holds Von Dutch by the neck now and lifts her up, he's holding her in place...Savannah Sikoa attempting to charge Guardian but he spins around and uses Von Dutch as a countering weapon, knocking Sikoa back...MASSIVE CHOKESLAM!

 

Arvin: Tortuga to his feet...Gallito is in the ring. They make it to the center of the ring and they hit their hero pose! The crowd goes wild! Solemn Guardian stares them down, and Gallito is motioning over for him to join them! 

 

Kendra: Solemn Guardian keeps his gaze on them and moves closer, is he considering it? 

 

Arvin: NO! HE PICKS TORTUGA UP AND BLUDGEONS GALLITO WITH HIM! Tortuga pops his head out in surprise, CHOKESLAM! He goes over to Lil Freaky who's backing into a corner and CHOKESLAM! Guardian stands alone amongst the scattered bodies as we get that countdown going-

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Fabio Lucchia enters at number 9 for DOC.

 

Arvin: He's fancy, he's wealthy, but he's also a good guy. Fabio Lucchia makes it into this rumble. 

 

 

Marion Bartoli enters at number 9 for MAWL.

 

Arvin: And one half of Le Lutteur is here.

 

Bianca: I always wonder when I see Lutteur in these rumbles. They're excellent wrestlers, but more suited to a ground, submission based game, where this is very much about getting the job done and clearing your opponents over a rope. 

 

Kendra: It would seem, however, that he has a kindred spirit in Fabio Lucchia, and the two of them go off and grapple with each other.  Rufus lands a punch on Sikoa, but Sikoa whips Rufus into the corner, Lil Freaky taking a run and clearing Sikoa to hit the Spongebath on Rufus! Rufus is clearly hating every moment of this. 

 

Arvin: Smart of Fabio and Marion to stay away from the fray for now and try to get each other into holds, as Marion is wrenching the arm of Fabio  Fabio switches the armlock into one of his own, Marion reverses into a wristlock and trying to bend the fingers, and Fabio with an armwhip and more grounded armlock now. Savannah with a bite to the arm...wing? of Gallito, causing him to yelp, and picks him up for a Spinning suplex! Rufus chasing after Lil Freaky and Lil Freaky slides out under the ropes, Sikoa hits Rufus with a half-nelson suplex! 

 

Kendra: What's Lil Freaky find under there now? Oh, that's where the fire extinguisher went...hmm, it might be too unwieldy for him, burrowing under for something else. Lil Freaky under the ring now, but in the ring Tortuga and Gallito are hitting a double suplex on Sikoa and Von Dutch with a running clothesline to interrupt Marion and Fabio. 

 

Arvin: Speaking of under the ring, what's Zeke's secret, Bianca? While we have you out here.

 

Bianca: I do think there's a trap door under the ring if you go in far enough. 

 

Arvin: You think that Lil Freaky will fall into it?

 

Bianca: I mean it would just put him in a tunnel to backstage, but it might be a bit of a fall. 

 

Arvin: Tortuga lifting Gallito and a splash down to Sikoa! Rufus looking over the edge of the ropes, THERE'S LIL FREAKY! He found a bottle of RealLemon down there! Appears to be taking a sip as he gets onto the apron and spits it into Rufus's face! Rufus screaming and a spear through the middle rope by LFS to Rufus! LFS steps on Erica's foot with immense force! She bends down and he squirts the RealLemon in her eyes! Scrambling up to the top and MOONSAULT BY LFS TO VON DUTCH! Jumps off Von Dutch's back and hurricanranas Rufus onto her! 

 

Kendra: That sneaky, cheeky bastard.

 

Bianca: Sikoa punts LFS back to the post and he lets out a SKREE as he goes! Rufus gets up and Sikoa hits a Giant Boot on him! Throws him off the ropes and another Giant Boot! Guardian comes for her and there's a Death Valley Driver for your troubles too! Savannah Sikoa welcomes all challengers!

 

Arvin: That skree will live in my nightmares. Tortuga and Gallito go over to LFS and lift him up, trying to get him out, OH LFS WITH THAT REALLEMON BOTTLE! I too am in the mood for Lemon Chicken.

 

Bianca: They're incensed now, Tortuga holding LFS and Gallito pecking at him with those headbutts! Not to be confused with "The Peck" but effective nonetheless. And Tortuga passes LFS to Gallito who bodyslams him and gets him with a back kick to the face! Tortuga actually coming off the ropes and looking for a clothesline, Gallito seems to think they're posing and gets in the way! Gallito eats Tortuga's clothesline! 

 

Kendra: Aw, they were doing so well with the teamwork. Marion and Fabio have Erica now in dual twisting armlocks and I'm not quite sure they're understanding the assignment but Solemn Guardian sure is! Solemn grabs Erica by the throat. Los Heroes de la Calle trying to get back on the same page, Tortuga explaining the plan and Gallito nodding along, let's see if he gets it.

 

Bianca: Tortuga picks LFS up and tosses him to Gallito and Gallito catches him in a Hurricanrana launching him out! Simultaneously Erica Von Dutch is chokeslammed out by Solemn Guardian! Erica's feet touch! LFS tries to roll to his feet but that causes them to touch too!

 

Erica Von Dutch is eliminated by Solemn Guardian (1); Lil Freaky Sponge is eliminated by El Gallito Loco (1)

 

Arvin: The fans are loving it as Los Heroes pose in the ring again! It looks like the teamwork has been resolved and Gallito actually listened to and completed Tortuga's plan. Right now it's them, it's Solemn Guardian, it's Rufus, it's Savannah Sikoa. Gallito takes the initiative to get the spin attack going with Tortuga! It's clear he just wants to hit someone with it, but Tortuga wasn't ready this time, Rufus is and Rufus kicks Tortuga back at Gallito! Gallito goes down and Tortuga slides out through the bottom rope! 

 

Bianca: One step forward and two steps back. At least the bottom rope isn't an elimination but I'd be steamed if I were Tortuga nonetheless.

 

Kendra: Yeah, he's pretty agitated. Gallito tries to help him in the ring, but he declines and says he's got it. And now we get the Countdown clock.

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Tragedeigh enters at number 10 for MAWL.

 

Bianca: Never has a name been more fitting than Tragedeigh...when the year began she was the Hometown Hero of the W2, and was destined to go to P2G. Between what was once the NorEaster and is now Zora Luthor International turning all her friends against her, stealing her W2 victory, and breaking her beloved mask, a deep agony built within her that Ralph Silva latched upon to lure her into the dark. But, she seems truly happier in the shadows.

 

 

Lady Khromika enters at number 10 for DOC.

 

Arvin: Evil strikes in pairs. This cybernetic siren is here to cause some pain.

 

Kendra: Pain is already in progress, as Bartoli hits Sikoa with a brutal neckbreaker. Nice of him to join the party and not just hang out in the corner with his grapple friend. 

 

Arvin: Fabio's mixing it up in there too, as he's got a Chickenwing locked on Gallito in a cruel twist of irony. Khromika and Tragedeigh seem to be taking their sweet time with the fight, Rufus goes for Khromika with a fist but she summarily grabs his hand and locks him in an armbar without breaking her gaze. 

 

Bianca: I'd be lying if I said I wasn't impressed and a little turned on by that.

 

Arvin: Tragedeigh struts her way over there and grabs his other arm. The two women smile at each other as they give a sharp twist, and Rufus howls in pain. A dual stomp with their left feet to Rufus's head and they let it go. Oh, this could be a dangerous pairing.

 

Bianca: When two dark queens of this intensity come together you either get the Hellfire Club or Disenchanted, and it looks like we're getting Hellfire Club, at least for now.

 

Kendra: Have you had experience with this Bianca?

 

Bianca: Everyone dabbles in the darkness at one point or another in their ring career. I was mostly a good guy but I had my fun letting that side out, sure. I was even a little tempted to just take the Right Bastards up on their offer, but I'm not sure that's me anymore.

 

Arvin: Rufus shaking out his arms and seems unsure if they still work. 

 

Kendra: Only one way to find out, and Tortuga is the test subject! Yep, arms work fine. Tortuga tries to punch back but Gallito pops up at the wrong time and takes the blow instead. Meanwhile, a solid T-Bone Suplex by Sikoa on Bartoli. Bartoli rolls up and sees Heroes getting into a lively discussion, chooses to interrupt the discussion and arm whips Tortuga out!

 

Tortuga de Acero is eliminated by Marion Bartoli (1)

 

Bianca: Fabio is in trouble right now, Sikoa, Tragedeigh, and Khromika beating him down in a triple team. Bartoli runs over to...help? Hurt? I'm not sure but Khromika looks him straight in the eye and Bartoli drills Fabio with the King's Throw! Huh. That was weird. Bartoli seems to shake it off, whatever it is, and throwing fists now left right and center.

 

Kendra: Bartoli having a decent line of attack but he's getting outdone by That Damn Numbers Game! Guardian comes over and helps him out! OH! TRAGEDEIGH SPITS A GOLD AND RED MIST IN GUARDIAN'S FACE! UP TO THE TOP, THERE'S A SLING BLADE! EVEN NOW TRAGEDEIGH IS DEFYING GRAVITY! What a brutal sight!

 

Arvin: Fabio and Rufus running into the fray now and it appears to be the women versus the men, with exception of Rufus just punching every damn body. Marion and Fabio hit Rufus with a double back suplex and come back around to drive Tragedeigh down with a double clothesline. Fabio swings a solid punch to Sikoa while Guardian bodyslams Rufus. Gallito hits a running headscissors on Khromika.

 

Kendra: One thing that's always clear in these matches is that alliances are temporary, and Sikoa slams Tragedeigh and Guardian's heads together coconut style! Throwing fists at Bartoli, throwing fists at Guardian, clothesline to Khromika, there's no taming the beast!

 

Bianca: No friends in a rumble. Even if you have a tag partner, that's never a guarantee. Rufus hits a haymaker on Bartoli, Gallito goes for him with a running crossbody and Rufus easily scoop slams him! Tragedeigh with a German Suplex to the Guardian, he lands on his back hard but rolls up to his feet without missing a beat just to eat the Queen's boot.

 

Arvin: Khromika and Tragedeigh still keeping the teamwork going for now, double chokeslam to Solemn Guardian. Guardian back on his feet and Irish Whips Tragedeigh, hits her with a spinebuster! Goes to judo flip Khromika out of the ring!! Could she be-no! She just bumps her head on the apron but is able to use her hands to catch herself on the bottom rope and backflip back into the ring. Valiant attempt.

 

Kendra: And Fabio Lucchia gets a spark in his belly, coming in like a man possessed! Stiff punch to Rufus! Stiff punch to Tragedeigh! Stiff punch to Gallito! Stiff punch to Sikoa! Stiff punch to Khromika! Solemn Guardian catches Khromika stumbling a bit and adds a headbutt to mix it up. Sikoa back to her feet and clotheslines Fabio but Marion Bartoli catches her in a King's Throw! 

 

Arvin: Things continuing to heat up in the ring here, Gallito tries to hurricanrana Tragedeigh but she absolutely WALLOPS him with a Powerbomb! Red and Gold mist to Marion Bartoli, and he's holding his eyes in pain! Fabio Lucchia makes sure to get a series of elbows in on Sikoa before she gets up and here comes the countdown as we are now 20 minutes in.

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Maricela enters at number 11 for DOC.

 

Kendra: La Belleza Leta herself is in the Rumble! As much as she seems excited to be here, it seems one major thing must be on her mind.

 

Arvin: Jassy. Her former friend turned betrayer is also in this rumble at...some point...so Maricela I imagine must be out seeking retribution as much as she is seeking victory. 

 

Kendra: It's a shame Brian Storm isn't in the Rumble, these two would have a mutual set of targets.

 

Arvin: He needs to get out of the hospital first. So for now Maricela has to fight that battle alone, but she seems more than prepared to do so.

 

 

Renaud Lavillenie enters at number 11 for MAWL.

 

Kendra: And we've got another matching set in this rumble, this may turn things around a bit.

 

Arvin: And we get the inevitable Disenchanted moment! Khromika absolutely devastating Tragedeigh with a triple chokeslam! The Red Queen is in danger of getting dethroned! Renaud and Marion sure enough already in sync as they hit a double snap suplex on Rufus. Maricela with a jumping DDT on Gallito! She rolls from there into a jumping flatliner on Khromika! Khromika quick up to her feet and solid backbreaker to Maricela. Tragedeigh up and everyone's getting the mist, Khromika is next! And Gallito! Gallito wincing in pain and Tragedeigh drills him down with a sraiff lariat. 

 

Kendra: Le Lutteur whipping Rufus into the corner now and a double stomp down, they sit Rufus on the middle turnbuckle and Double DDT, Renaud motions to Marion and Marion with a Regal Suplex! Lavillenie locks Rufus in an STF. Tragedeigh choking out Maricella in the corner with her boot, letting out the coldest of laughs as she does so. 

 

Bianca: La Sangre really unlocked something in Tragedeigh that she'd been needing this whole time. 

 

Kendra: Lavillenie still has that STF stapped in on Rufus and here comes Guardian with a quick punch to the face of Renaud! Tragedeigh continuing to choke out Maricela in the corner and here comes Gallito to the rescue-NO! Tragedeigh steps aside and redirects Gallito's crossbody to Maricela. 

 

Arvin: Gallito's used as a weapon so much he may start to be considered illegal in matches. 

 

Kendra: Better a live chicken than a rubber one. 

 

Arvin: I don't know, I think a rubber chicken would be a fun weapon.

 

Bianca: And Khromika unloading those punches into Solemn Guardian with machine precision and automation, wait he catches a fist and scoops her up, RUNNING POWERSLAM! Maricela off the ropes and a somersault leg drop to Khromika! Follows it up with a Standing Moonsault and the fans are eating it up! 

 

Kendra: Gallito coming for a quick charge at Bartoli but HE ARM WHIPS HIM OVER THE EDGE! GALLITO is...Safe! Gallito hangs onto the middle rope for dear life! Here comes Rufus to seal the deal and Gallito swings his legs over into a Hurrincanrana! Did he...YES! RUFUS IS DONE!

 

Rufus Marcus Reeve is eliminated by El Gallito Loco (2)

 

Kendra: Rufus can't believe he got eliminated by a dang rooster. 

 

Arvin: And Le Lutteur greet Gallito with a double DDT! Bartoli has Gallito in a Fujiwara Armbar! Renaud gets Gallito's legs in a crab! Gallito is screaming in pain! Maricela throwing a series of kicks to Khromika, Tragedeigh cuts this off with a stalling gutwrench back suplex. Here comes Sikoa and she drops Renaud with a stiff punch! 

 

Kendra: Maricela drops Khromika with a scoop slam! Tragedeigh stomps out Marion. Tragedeigh stomps out Renaud. The men let go of Gallito, did she save him NO! LOW BLOW BY TRAGEDEIGH AND DIRECTOR'S CUT! Red and Gold Mists for Both Frenchmen! 

 

Bianca: She cooked those giblets, I tell you what! 

 

Arvin: This crowd is behind Lutteur and they did not like that misting, Tragedeigh Director's Cut to Bartoli! Director's Cut to Lavillenie! She drags them both to the ropes and choking them out on that bottom rope. You can tell she's having fun. 

 

Bianca: I gotta hand it to Silva, he knew she'd be freer this way.

 

Arvin: Gallito is up to his feet, Maricela takes Khromika down with another quick scoop slam, Gallito going up and CRAZY COOP DIVE! IT'S A CRAZY COOP DIVE! HEAR THE CROW OF FREEDOM! 

 

Kendra: Tragedeigh off the ropes and coming back around, Broncos both members of Lutteur! They're not having an easy time, that's for sure! Tragedeigh back again and trying a second time and no one home this time! Tragedeigh slides through the bottom!

 

Arvin: It's not an elimination though, she needs to go through the top, so she's still in this, and she...she found a scepter! I don't know where all these things are hiding, but she makes her way back into the ring and runs that scepter right into the gut of Bartoli! Right into the gut of Lavillenie! And to the back of Lavillenie! Oh my, she's using the Scepter as an extra arm in an STF and appears to be rasping something in Lavillenie's ear. 

 

Bianca: Bartoli tries to save his partner but a headbutt by Gallito stops him in his tracks! Gallito off the ropes and gets an upward kick on him!

 

Arvin: Maricela HURRICANRANA TO KHROMIKA AND KHROMIKA is o...wait no! Khromika's right foot has landed on a rolling chair, she kicked the timekeeper off his chair! Unbelievable! The Timekeeper is eliminated from the Rumble! 

 

Bianca: Khromika getting her other foot in the chair now and rolling herself back around the ring, trying to find a safe port of entry. Tragedeigh done playing with Bartoli as she sees an opportunity, Maricela yelling at Khromika to get back in the ring, Tragedeigh running boot to Maricela and she starts to tip over, NO! USING HER LEGS TO LATCH ONTO TRAGEDEIGH AND LAUNCHES TRAGEDEIGH OVER THE TOP! Tragedeigh holds onto the bottom rope and gets her feet back on the apron! Both queens are still in this thing! 

 

Kendra: People clearly have been studying the Kofi Rumble tapes, a lot of spatial intelligence required to not just fly out of here. Tragedeigh does seem to be losing her footing on the apron, but she's latching onto that rope for dear life, Guardian trying to disentangle her arms but her grip is too good! This is the most vulnerable I've seen her! And Khromika has found her spot! Khromika is up on the apron! She knees Guardian to the gut! SHE SAVED HER F-NO! KHROMIKA PEELS TRAGEDEIGH OFF AND THROWS HER OFF THE APRON!

 

Tragedeigh is eliminatede by Lady Khromika (1)

 

Bianca: No. Friends. In the Rumble. 

 

Arvin: And Fabio and Renaud had been battling it out between each other over on the side of the ring, looks like a fairly blow for blow exchange but Renaud unloading a full combo to Fabio now! What mastery! And Guardian quick kick to Renaud's back to end the flurry. 

 

Kendra: I never understand ending someone else's attack pattern in a match like this, you want people to eliminate each other. The fewer people in the ring, the closer you are to winning. 

 

Arvin: And I think Gallito would agree with you, as he hurricanranas Savannah to the outside!

 

Savage Savannah Sikoa is eliminated by El Gallito Loco (3)

 

Bianca: We've still got so much rumble to go, it's great that Loco has gotten the three eliminations he has but no one's really gotten further than that and then they were eliminated soon after. 

 

Arvin: One of those being the man who eliminated you, Rufus Reeve.

 

Bianca: We Latine gotta stick together. 

 

Arvin: And we've got the Countdown clock, about to bring in 2 new competitors. 

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Norman Normal enters at number 12 for MAWL.

 

Arvin: Wait, I thought he entered to Sweet Caroline.

 

Bianca: That's only when he teams with Bryce Nice. The only bum bum bum will be the one he inevitably lands on when he's outta here. 

 

Kendra: You don't have a lot of faith in him.

 

Bianca: We have an intact tag team and a cyber queen and a skeleton man in the ring. Come on now.

 

 

Derek "Dodgeball" Lane enters at number 12 for DOC.

 

Bianca: Can we interest you in a song of equal value in the white people oeuvre? 

 

Arvin: Dodgeball is one of the nephews of DOC interviewer Lisa Lane but you wouldn't read nepo in the way this man fights, like it's his last possible chance to show himself each time. 

 

Kendra: Gallito greets Normal with a dropkick! Guardian already locking up Dodgeball and a sickening bodyslam bounces him off the mat. Gallito and Guardian trade places and Gallito springboard moonsault to Dodgeball! Guardian chokeslam to Normal! 

 

Arvin: The Greeting Committee is in full force here! Welcome to the match! Norman Normal trying to get to his feet and Maricela is right on top of that with a spinning fisherman suplex! Norman rolls the momentum into a suplex of his own putting Maricela a little too close to that back rope for comfort, Norman runs back and looks like he's itching to eliminate her, coming to her and up into the jumping wave clothesline, Hello Neighbor, Maricela sees him coming and deftly hurricanranas him out! Goodbye Neighbor!

 

Bianca: Told you.

 

Norman Normal is eliminated by Maricela (1)

 

Bianca: (singing) Asssss.....touching grouuuuund....throwing me....throwing youuuuu....You lost the match-

 

Crowd: BUM! BUM! BUM!

 

Bianca: (back to normal) That was for you, Arv. 

 

Arvin: (laughing) Thanks.

 

Kendra: Dodgeball starting to get into the flow of this match, throwing a series of quick fists at Khromika, Khromika giving em right back, armdrag by Dodgeball and short-lariat by Khromika. 

 

Arvin: Bartoli and Lucchia back in their trading holds game, Bartoli gets a ripcord knee on Lucchia, Turn Around and OH blasted with the Holy Precipice by Solemn Guardian! Maricela off the ropes now and jumps on the back of Guardian, trying to get him in a headlock, do people not pay attention as Guardian blasts Maricela with a Holy Precipice as well! But unlike Bartoli Maricela bounces back up and locks up with Guardian! 

 

Bianca: Thin line between brave and stupid and it's never entirely clear which side of it Maricela is on.

 

Arvin: It's a back and forth with the two and Maricela ends it with a solid punch to the head. And oh we hadn't been paying attention to the background but Dodgeball is looking to clothesline Khromika, she sees him coming and flapjacks him! Maricela's attention has just been moved to Khromika and she punches her as well. Fabio takes Gallito the sidewalk! Slam that is. 

 

Bianca: Ah yes, Fabio the Sidewalk Slambilly. 

 

Kendra: Maricela keeps a series of punches over on Khromika and Khromika boots her away like it's nothing! She spins it around and tries to boot Dodgeball out! No! Dodgeball holds on and springboards up to the Dodgeball Spin Special, a 540 Kick that could take Khromika down BUT GALLITO GETS IN THE WAY AND EATS IT INSTEAD! 

 

Arvin: Khromika looks Lucchia in the eye and Lucchia hits a running DDT on Dodgeball! Khromika looks Maricela in the eye, Maricela and Lucchia stomp Dodgeball out! 

 

Bianca: (almost dreamily) So much power. To get someone to do your work just by looking at them.

 

Kendra: You okay Bianca?

 

Bianca: (snapping out of it) Yeah. No, I'm good. Khromika and Maricela double arm whip Dodgeball out of the ring! 

 

Derek Dodgeball Lane is eliminated by Lady Khromika (2) and Maricela (2)

 

Kendra: Is...Is Maricela kneeling to Khromika? 

 

Bianca: So much power...

 

Arvin: Khromika seems pleased but NO! MARICELA GETS HER ARM AROUND KHROMIKA'S WAIST AND DECIMATES HER WITH A SPINNING SIDEWALK SLAM! She roars and the crowd roars back!

 

Kendra: What a play by Maricela! And Lucchia snaps out of it, elbow drop to Khromika, forearm to Renaud, gut kick to Bartoli! The crowd loves a good burst!

 

Arvin: Maricela comes off the turnbuckle and tornado DDT on Guardian! 

 

Bianca: Gallito, Marcela, and Lucchia look at each other and start to approach when that countdown vibe hits!

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Charming Cam Halidone enters at number 13 for DOC.

 

Arvin: I know when I think of charming, I think of heavy metal from Finland.

 

Bianca: Eurovision winning heavy metal music. 

 

 

Devon Delight enters at number 13 for MAWL.

 

Arvin: It's amazing that he can keep that smile after having been betrayed by Sarah Sharp and his current partner teaming up with 50 Cent. 

 

Bianca: Charming Cam in like a house on fire, clothesline to Renaud, clothesline to Marion, Charming and Maricela grab a double suplex on Guardian!

 

Kendra: Renaud snaps back and hits Cam with a superkick, he stutters but holds on tight, one to Maricela and she can't do the same! Maricela is OUTTA HERE!

 

Maricela “La Balleza Letal” is eliminated by Renaud Lavellenie (1)

 

Arvin: Gallito off the ropes and a solid dropkick to Devon Delight! Delight rolls back and comes back with a hangman neckbreaker. Devon motions to the fans for a moment, Bartoli tries to take that moment to get him downed but Devon is too aware and spin kick to Bartoli! Fabio rails Khromika with a European Uppercut, Devon off the ropes and leaps over Khromika, cartwheel and a corkscrew dropkick to the Solemn Guardian!! 

 

Bianca: Devon Delight standing on the bottom rope getting the fans into it.

 

Fans: Say my naaaaame!

 

Bianca: Cam tries to capitalize on this, but Devon backflips around him and German Suplex! Just like Crane, having to fight for himself is causing him to up his game. Cam back to his feet and a running elbow strike! Devon and Cam trading chops, and down the ring the same is true of Gallito and Fabio!

 

Arvin: This may become a full Rrrrrooster Rrrrrumble and NO! Fabio with a solid punch that causes that to be wrapped very easily. Solemn Guardian off the ropes and clothesline to both Fabio and Gallito! Guardian picks up El Gallito and going for the powerbomb, Gallito flapping around and trying to slide out but Solemn Guardian firms up his hold, that plan's not working, Loco trying to get his legs around Guardian, flapping the legs and kicking Guardian in the head on both sides and GUARDIAN LIFTS INTO A HIGH ANGLE AND FOR ONCE A ROOSTER WILL FLY! 

 

El Gallito is eliminated by Solemn Guardian

 

Bianca: Told ya. 3 and out. And Fabio is trying it...kick to the middle of Khromika, another solid kick, a spin kick to the head of Khromika! Khromika catches the leg and leg trapped powerbomb! Lucchia off the ropes and Khromika ducks, hitting Solemn Guardian with a swinging neckbreaker.

 

Arvin: Cam waiting for Fabio and throws quick punch after quick punch after quick punch, left handed punch! And the Guardian off the ropes and Cam catches him up, LAUNCHING SOLEMN GUARDIAN! SOLEMN GOES OVER AND QUICK THINKING GRABS THE TOP ROPE, able to roll himself back in. 

 

Kendra: Guardian comes for Khromika and two rights and a tight...left. Cam with a running back elbow to Delight! Renaud locks Cam into a full nelson and Bartoli off the ropes, going for a clothesline and NO! Cam flips out of the way and Bartoli catches Renaud! 

 

Arvin: They seem perfectly okay with this, and look at each other, each grabs an arm and double arm-trapped DDT to Cam! Double high five and a double superkick to Devon Delight, Delight spins around into a chokeslam by Solemn Guardian! 

 

Bianca: Fabio Lucchia going up to the top, oh this is dangerous, Guardian tries to catch him out but Khromika grabs him into a back suplex! Fabio getting himself stabilized AND COMING DOWN WITH A ONE LEGGED COUP DE GRACE ON DELIGHT! Figure 4!! Want some Cheese and Wine?!

 

Arvin: I can't even fault this move because weakening the legs means easier to eliminate. And Le Lutteur trying to double team Khromika, Khromika with a short-arm lariat to Bartoli! Short-arm lariat to Renaud! Double chokeslam to Le Lutteur! 

 

Bianca: Double punches to Khromika,  Guardian off the ropes, double axe handle to the head of Delight!

 

Arvin: Renaud rolls back, Khromika charges Renaud but FRONT SLAM TO KHROMIKA OUT OF THE RING! Khromika is...NO! HER LEGS ARE UP! Khromika will not be denied!

 

Bianca: Khromika plants the feet back on the steps and jerks herself back up, she stalks the apron and the countdown clock goes.

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Reckless Razi Shah enters at number 14 for MAWL.

 

Arvin: Razi came in having a chip on her shoulder at Kalpana for screwing her out of a title shot in their past life, Kalpana has since done it again, and her anger is palpable and I can't blame her for that.

 

 

Aleyamehu enters at number 14 for DOC.

 

Arvin: Aleyamehu is quite the monster but that's nothing we're not used to here. 

 

Kendra: Razi wants to make her presence known from jump, and she tries it with a hurricanrana to Fabio! Fabio goes over the ropes...hooks the leg to the bottom rope! I don't know how they catch themselves like this, but Fabio saves himself. 

 

Arvin: Aleyamehu tries to boot Razi out, but Razi lands on the apron! The two of them just throwing punches at each other. Fabio and Al throwing punches at Razi from both ends and she's doing what she can to fight them both off, Fabio teeters a bit but manages his footing, Al backs off and Razi thinks it's her chance to get back in the ring NO ALEYAMEHU BOOTS HER RIGHT THE HECK OUTTA! HERE! 14 SECOND RUN!

 

Reckless Razi Shah is eliminated by Aleyamehu (1)

 

Kendra: Fabio and Aleyamehu going punch for punch on opposite side of the fence, Aleyamehu is trying to push Fabio down and Fabio holding on, Fabio's feet giving hold and he JUMPS THE ROPE INTO A SUNSET FLIP POWERBOMB! Aleyamehu is rocked and shocked by that!

 

Bianca: Towers can fall too! 

 

Arvin: They sure can Bianca, Fabio whips Aleyamehu across the way and Solemn Guardian grabs Fabio into a suplex! Aleyamehu has no one looking for him and hooks himself on the room OH NO KHROMIKA BOOTS HIM BUT HE STAYS ON THE APRON! A punch to Khromika. Another one. A third even and Khromika just turns her head and smiles, what ROCK BOTTOM! KHROMIKA ROCK BOTTOMS ALEYAMEHU OUT OF THE RING! With that our two newest entrants are both already heading home!

 

Aleyamehu is eliminated by Lady Khromika (3)

 

Bianca: She dynamited that tower! The past will always fall to the future. 

 

Arvin: Guardian and Fabio trading arm drags, a beautiful symphony of perpetual motion and now Fabio actually locks the arm in and wrenching, Solemn Guardian seems to be just fine with it and parlays it into an Irish Whip, absolutely ROCKS Fabio with a Spinebuster! 

 

Bianca: A lot of calcium in those bones, Arvin, makes him strong like ox. 

 

Kendra: Fabio is trying to get a headlock going and keep Guardian on the ground, making an effort to subdue him. 

 

Arvin: Le Lutteur both trying to get Khromika over now, Khromika kicks back to a low blow to Renaud! Renaud rolls back and Khromika now choking out Bartoli on that bottom rope! He's hung over and now Khromika charging across the way and back again, the Tiger Feint setup and 6...K9! It's a Knee Drop! She judo flips him over! Bartoli is done!

 

Bianca: She treated him like the dog he is, right up to putting him down!

 

Marion Bartoli is eliminated by Lady Khromika (4)

 

Kendra: No really, what...what's going on with you?

 

Bianca: Dog, K9, get it? Little pun.

 

Arvin: It's not that. I'm concerned about the darkness.

 

Bianca: Eh it's fine. 

 

Arvin: No, it's...okay. Anyway, Khromika hits the chokeslam on Renaud in the center of the ring. Fabio hits Delight with a snap powerslam, and a running cross body to Cam! 

 

Kendra: Delight rolls up to his feet and meets the boot by Solemn Guardian! Cam steps to Guardian, Guardian staring him deep in the face. Watch out, here comes Khromika and she decimates Cam with a DDT!

 

Arvin: Renaud seems a bit out of sorts and Fabio takes an inverted powerslam to him! Khromika and Cam with a blow for blow, back and forth, those cybernetic fists must hurt something fierce, Cam choosing to switch his attentions, running with a single leg Dropkick to Delight! Khromika guillotines Guardian! She's coming around the bend and 6K9! Guardian stumbles back a bit, not going to be an easy elimination, but jumping brain chop shows Khromika can adapt easily.

 

Kendra: Delight with those jabs and spinkick, NO, CAUGHT BY THE CHARMING ONE AND DOUBLE SHOULDER BACK BREAKER! POWERSLAM! IT'S A SANCTIFIER!

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

The Great Yota enters at number 15 for DOC.

 

Arvin: He's a man of mystery, and impeccable style. 

 

Bianca: We are truly in the presence of Greatness.

 

 

JCM Ace enters at number 15 for MAWL.

 

Bianca: The current US Champ is here! JCM's rise has been quick and painful for his opponents, but the fans are loving his energy.

 

Arvin: Yota runs in and almost immediately hits a 450 Splash on Delight! What a way to introduce yourself. JCM throwing fists to anyone who gets even close to him, off the ropes and a brutalizing forearm shot to Fabio Lucchia. He grabs Charming Cam and high angle belly to belly! Spinning powerslam to Renaud! German suplex to Yota! The fans love it! Delight goes for a punch and Ace blocks it, punch! Punch! Wind up Punch!

 

Bianca: Fabio Lucchia trapped on the rope and Khromika clotheslines him out! It's her 5th elimination! Yes queen!

 

Fabio Lucchia is eliminated by Lady Khromika (5)

 

Kendra: Fabio stayed in for just north of 10 minutes, and I think that may be our longest run so far. Yota with a spin kick to Renaud, and a back kick to Charming Cam! Cam back to his feet and charges Yota into the turnbuckle. JCM Ace gets Devon Delight up, walking him over, poppin' him up and ACE BOMB!

 

Bianca: Who turned out the Delights?

 

Devon Delight is eliminated by JCM Ace (1)

 

Arvin: Charming Cam looking to Sanctify Renaud, no! Renaud slides down into a neckbreaker. Renaud grabs the arms and a surfboard stretch! Yota looking for his next target, scanning the ring, charging JCM for a kick but JCM picks him up and SPINEBUSTER!

 

Bianca: JCM and Yota trading ripcord lariats! We pick them up, we put them down. Khromika boots Renaud off Cam, that looks like it might have been a mistake, Renaud judo flips Khromika and going up. Dump his ass!

 

Kendra: Renaud is too quick, there's the Elbow! Following it up to complete the Flying Elbow Lock on Khromika. Ace and Yota with a double suplex....facebuster to Cam! Yota spin kicks Ace, Ace ducks, gut punch and double axe hammer to the back! Ace appears to tag Renaud, pointing to his forearm, Renaud picks Khromika up and Ace hits 3rd Ave on Khromika! He tags Renaud back and Renaud puts the lock back in. 

 

Bianca: Ace stepping back and chilling, watching Cam and Yota go at it. Cam with a spinning punch to Yota dropping him, notices that Ace is doing not much of nothing, and locks him up, Ace off his feet and Cam's got him lined up for a suplex! He's...walking him around the ring shouting at the audience! Finish the job!

 

Kendra: Suuuplex! Yota up and Cam drops him with a double-arm DDT! Cam celebrating and...wait...JCM is up! JCM looks Cam square in the eye! Oh this looks frightening, Cam locks him up but JCM wins the tassle and gets him up, all the way up, poppin him up, and ACE BOMBS CAM ON TOP OF YOTA!

 

Bianca: Ace leaning back like the king he is, and it's time for a countdown clock.

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

50 Cent enters at number 16 for MAWL.

 

Kendra: Fiddy is here!! I heard rumblings that 50 Cent was joining us and now it looks like the rumors are true! 

 

Bianca: Last week 50 dropped a whole tankard of baby oil in a lake, showing Diddy he has his number. Colin and I predicted 50 Cent would be making his mark here and that means we got a whole rap beef.

 

 

 

Dion "Hardball" Lane enters at number 16 for DOC.

 

Kendra: Here's the other Lane brother. If you can dodge Dodgeball you can dodge Hardball.

 

Arvin: 50 immediately with a boxing combo on Khromika. Yota hits a clothesline on Renaud! JCM scoops Charming Cam up for a running Powerslam, WHOA CHARMING CAM SLIDING BEHIND AND PARLAYS THE HEADLOCK INTO A REVERSE...SUPLEX! That looks like the momentum made it hurt more!

 

Kendra: Cam look out! A boot by Khromika, and he's grounded. She picks him up, ripcord lariat! And another! And a third yet! And wrapping it up with a spinning powerslam!

 

Arvin: Khromika now with a gutwrench powerbomb to Cam! He looks like he's having a real hard time. Hardball comes running in with a baseball slide to get Khromika off her feet and it's...moderately effective. A back suplex to finish the job, as 50 locks Yota up and Pump Handle Powerbomb!! Million dollar move brought to you by 50 Cent!

 

Bianca: JCM Ace with a quick punch combo to Hardball, then scoops Yota up and ACE BOMB! Ths US Champ is showing dominance in the ring! This is how you get a belt on you. Ace picking Yota up and looks like he's taking him to the ropes, we could get another Ace Bomb and NO! Cam hits Ace in the back! Ace drops Yota and turns to face Cam, Cam backing up, Yota with a punch and another punch and a surprise as Cam kicks him in the gut! Cam with the Sanctifier! Yota jumps back in and attacks Cam with a forearm shot, so ungrateful.

 

Arvin: Cam boots Yota down, Ace up to his feet and off the ropes, spinning elbow drop! Hardball comes in now and gets some stomps in on Yota and Yota trips him! 

 

Kendra: 50 getting a boxing combo in on Renaud, I honestly forgot he was still in but apparently he is. A little flair, and look out 50! 50...does...and stops JCM with a throat chop and gut kick, OH MY! 50 TAKES ACE TO A LAST RIDE!

 

Arvin: Guardian comes in with a series of chops to Cam, Cam fights back with a set of hard fists, Guardian turns it back around with an absolutely brutal headbutt. It's becoming more of a brutal rumble as Hardball gets into the fray, HARD right to Renaud, spins it around with a devastating clothesline to Cam, spinning boot to 50! He gives a triumphant yell aaaaand sandwiched between Guardian's and Yota's feet! Khromika sitting back on the turnbuckle, and letting it all unfold.

 

Bianca: A queen's gotta rest. 

 

Kendra: Renaud up to his feet first, 50 up and Renaud quickly punches him and then turns back and Hammerlock DDT to Yota!! 50 Cent Irish Whips Renaud into Khromika's corner! Khromika startled a bit but staying in the corner. 50 charging with a shoulder block! Renaud crushed between 50 and the Corner, Khromika shaken but not stirring. 50 taking a further run back and DEVASTING Shoulder block and Khromika starting to tip over! And just snaps her body back like it's nothing.

 

Bianca: So cool.

 

Arvin: Ace nails Solemn Guardian with the 3rd Ave and Solemn Guardian spills out to the floor! The Guardian is out!

 

Solemn Guardian is eliminated by JCM Ace (2)

 

Arvin: JCM Ace charging to the corner where the rest are, 50 Cent gives him a boost up and a jumping big boot to Khromika! She bends back almost 90 degrees and just snaps right back like it's nothing. Damn. Meanwhile, here comes the countdown-

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Calian McCoy enters at number 17 for DOC.

 

Bianca: Good ol' Western boy coming to clean up the ring.

 

Kendra: Do we have a wrestler named Hatfield?

 

Bianca: We do not.

 

 

P. Diddy Sean Combs enters at number 17 for MAWL.

 

Bianca: Looks like Diddy is going to have his shot at revenge at 50 for sinking his truck.

 

Arvin: Gets his start with the No Limit Neckbreaker on Yota. 50 and Ace still trying to get Khromika off the turnbuckle and it's clearly a losing effor to push her out, Ace puts 50 on his shoulders and Tower of Doom Superplex taking Khromika off the turnbuckle! Hardball's kept himself somewhat out of trouble thus far but he's unloading a punch combo on Renaud that he's going for that Special and Renaud sidesteps! Renaud with a side headlock to slow Hardball down.

 

Kendra: Here comes Ace off the ropes and a ginormous boot to Renaud! Hardball is let go and JCM gets Renaud up, DECIMATING HIM with that Ace Bomb! 

 

Arvin: Cam hits an elevated DDT on Diddy! Diddy rolls up, covering the hand in that nasty oil and a Puffy Daddy Punch to Cam! McCoy with an arm-trapped DDT on Hardball, and he bounces up into a Last Ride from Fiddy! And a Last Ride to McCoy...NO! McCoy pushes himself down into a sort of senton! 

 

Kendra: Diddy doing a little bit of a strut, and Yota shuts him down with a Russian Leg Sweep! Yota picks Diddy up and a spinning suplex! Khromika with a spinebuster with Hardball! JCM takes Renaud off the ropes and high angle belly to belly! Yota getting some elbow drops Diddy's way and quick punches, and it looks like 50 finally sees that Diddy is in this rumble! Diddy tries to coat his hand and YOTA GRABS THE BOTTLE AND TOSSES IT OUT OF THE RING! DIDDY IS SHOCKED!

 

Bianca: He's about to get an even bigger shock! He turns around, SPEAR BY 50! SPEAR 2! SPEAAAAR 3! 3 SPEARS! BY 50 CENT! 

 

Kendra: That's a dollar 50 worth of damage on Diddy!

 

Arvin: Hardball and JCM Ace throwing a series of punches at each other, JCM wracks Hardball with a clothesline. 

 

Kendra: JCM and 50 stomp Diddy out, Yota joins in! Khromika joins in too! Diddy's gettin' done dirty!

 

Arvin: Let's be real, he had it coming. 

 

Bianca: Yota's feet must be getting tired because he switches to punching, 50 gets a punch! Khromika gets a punch! JCM gets a...chance to block a punch and headbutt Yota!

 

Arvin: Here comes McCoy, fully a freight train off those ropes, and a devastating boot that does Khromika in! The Cyber Succubus has been put offline!

 

Lady Khromika is eliminated by Calian McCoy (1)

 

Kendra: McCoy turns it right around and drills Renaud with a brutal lariat! I'd forgotten he was in this match! 

 

Arvin: Honestly, so did his competitors I think, and I don't think he minded that while it lasted! 50 takes a cue from McCoy and devastates Diddy with a lariat! Diddy is on the apron, this could be the end of him, Yota comes charging and Diddy side steps him, leading him over the top and out of this match! 

 

Kendra: That's for his drizzle oil!

 

The Great Yota is eliminated by P. Diddy Sean Combs (1)

 

Bianca: Diddy puts himself back in the ring, and then steps out again under the middle ropes! He's getting in the crowd's face as he goes to search for his oil. McCoy has Renaud in a powerslam predicament as we count in the next people.

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Superstar Davy Boy enters at number 18 for MAWL. 

 

Bianca: Brand new superstar just dropped!! And he's here to take it all down. 

 

 

BassilYo enters at number 18 for DOC.

 

Arvin: BassilYo is positioned to be one of those people like the Rock or John Cena who can lead the company in a strong position. Let's see how he does here.

 

Kendra: Renaud charging Ace to eliminate him, Ace yanks the ropes! And that'll be the night for Le Lutteur!

 

Renaud Lavillenie is eliminated by JCM Ace (3)

 

Arvin: Renaud had an impressive run here, but it's come to an end. And Diddy finds his way back onto the apron and he squirts that mess in JCM's eyes! Diddy suplexes him over the ropes and JCM is going back to the locker room.

 

 JCM Ace is eliminated by P. Diddy Sean Combs (2)

 

Bianca: Diddy steps back into the ring and 50 Cent boots him right back over! There won't be a revenge for Diddy in this rumble!

 

50 Cent boots Diddy out! P. Diddy Sean Combs is eliminated by 50 Cent (1)

 

Arvin: Well deserved end. And McCoy hits BassilYo with a Double Axe Handle and Davy Boy with a quick right hook to 50. McCoy turns an inch and whacks 50 with his elbow! Here we go, a triangle boxing match going now with fists flying everywhere. Hardball wants in on the fun here and taps BassilYo on the shoulder, BassilYo turns around and eats a hard elbow!

 

Kendra: At least he was polite about it.

 

Arvin: Hardball turns around and hits McCoy with a dropkick, the whole gang seems to be clustered here and they'd be well served to move away from the edge before THAT HAPPENS, Cam runs into the fray and clothesline to 50 Cent! 50 over the ropes and plants his feet on the apron. 50 comes back with no problem, and Davy Boy now throwing some hard rights at Cam. Cam returning the favor and the two are engaged in headlock punching!

 

Kendra: BassilYo looking to dump Hardball over the edge but Hardball wraps himself around the ropes. Davy Boy tries to kick Hardball from his tight grip but doesn't seem to work. Cam hits BassilYo with a forearm shot, Davy Boy follows that with a hatch suplex to BassilYo! Cam and Davy Boy look at each other and nod, and approach McCoy!

 

Bianca: McCoy doesn't back down from a fight, but maybe this can be an exception and Davy Boy and Cam just hammering him with fists to his head, oh man a double inverted suplex! Going again, make it a double double! McCoy is going to be feeling this tomorrow! Davy Boy and Cam stomping McCoy out, BassilYo looks like he wants to join the festivities here and Davy Boy and Cam offer their hands, give BassilYo a toss up and McCoy eats the elbow drop that results! 

 

Kendra: 50's going for a run to get Davy Boy out of the equation but Davy Boy with a release suplex and 50 goes over the...no! He gets his hands on the top rope and rolls himself back in. 50 is showing incredible ring acumen. 

 

Arvin: The man can do it all. 

 

Kendra: BassilYo picks up McCoy, putting him on the turnbuckle...Charming Cam puts BassilYo on his shoulders...BassilYo holding McCoy in a high angle powerbomb...WAIT A MINUTE, SUPERSTAR DAVY BOY KNEELING DOWN AND PUTTING THIS WHOLE MESS ON HIS SHOULDERS....This is the biggest tower of doom I've ever seen...Hardball could easily score multiple eliminations now but his hands on his hips I think he just wants to see where this is going and I don't blame him...SKYSCRAPER OF DOOM SITOUT POWERBOMB TO CALIAN MCCOY! HOLY HELL! HOLY HELL! WHAT DID WE JUST WITNESS!

 

Crowd chants "This is awesome!"

 

Bianca: I have been involved in this industry for over a decade, and I don't think I've seen something quite like what we just witnessed. And Davy Boy drives Charming Cam down with an Electric Chair Driver, and trying to stretch out his shoulders a little, now Hardball runs up on him and is met with a belly to back suplex! Hardball rolls up instead on Charming Cam and solid uppercut to Cam's chin! Hardball off the ropes and a fist drop! Hardball trying again with a kick to Davy Boy but Exploder Suplex! Superstar Davy Boy surveys the destruction as we get the countdown clock...

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Vitrum the Wraith enters at number 19 for DOC.

 

Arvin: Vitrum seems like someone that kills you by speaking your name.

 

Bianca: Vitrum seems like someone you can win your soul from in board games.

 

 

Sombras enters at number 19 for MAWL.

 

Bianca: If you had to ask me who I thought would be the pair-off for Vitrum, this would have been my guess ten ways to Tuesday. 

 

Arvin: And Sombras will be facing DOC's Aztec next week in a Three Stages of Death match right here on Malice, which means our dealings with the DOC are not over after tonight.

 

Bianca: And Tragedeigh who was in here earlier will be fighting that same match tonight on Madness against Genesis. One apiece. I think it's a fair separation.

 

Arvin: And Davy Boy getting that 360 Elbow going on 50, the knee drop follow up means he's taking 50 to the West Coast with the LA Pop! Sombras and Vitrum locking up with each other and Sombras bends Vitrum back for a Sister Abigail! Vitrum escapes and tries to lariat Sombras but Sombras disappears! BassilYo however is right there and Vitrum boots him, Yo going over the edge but rolls back in fairly easy.

 

Kendra: Sombras on the other side of the ring, how'd he get there? Is he eliminated?

 

Bianca: No feet touched the ground that any of us saw.

 

Kendra: Yeah, but...okay well, Charming Cam catches him and a discus forearm. BassilYo goes for a clothesline on Vitrum but is met instead with a spinebuster! 50 with a rough and tumble punch combo. Sombras hits Cam with a spinning suplex. Cam gets up, here we go into the Hardball Special by Hardball! Cam not having a very good time right about now.

 

Bianca: That baseball special punch is brutal on the best day. Cam trying to get to his feet, but dealing with a series of stomps from Hardball and now from Sombras as well. Cam gets back to his feet finally, throwing some haymakers Sombras's way and trying to clothesline Sombras over and NO! Sombras stays firm. BassilYo comes over to help Cam and they throw Sombras off the ropes but Sombras back around with a flipping clothesline! 

 

Kendra: Hardball and Vitrum throwing quick punches. SOMBRAS SPRAYING WITH THE BLOOD MIST AND A RUNNING DROPKICK! BLOOD MIST SWEEP! BassilYo grabbing his face and Cam taking advantage to hit him with a jawbreaker! Sombras...wait...where did Sombras go? 

 

Arvin: Not again! Hardball looking for him and Sombras from behind with a bulldog. BassilYo finally gets the mist out of his eyes just in time to catch Davy Boy trying to take advantage...SPINNING ROCK BOTTOM! Vitrum and Sombras with a vertical brainbuster on Hardball! Vitrum and Sombras give a nod to each other and VITRUM ROCKS HIM WITH A SPINEBUSTER!

 

Kendra: Hardball winding up, Sombras back to his feet and HAAAAARDBALL SPECIAL! Hardball and Charming Cam with a double gut kick to Vitrum, Double DDT! Picking him back up and giving him to Vitrum....SPIKE PILEDRIVER!

 

Arvin: A moment of breath...BassilYo rocks Hardball and Cam with a double clothesline! Sombras and McCoy throwing punches at each other, BassilYo rocking Hardball with two lefts and a solid right! Drops Hardball and turns around as Cam pops up...SPINEBUSTER! McCoy with a lariat to Sombras and woos to the crowd! They're giving it back to him and we have a countdown!

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Lynx enters at number 20 for MAWL.

 

Bianca: We are now landing in the halfway point of these rosters, and Lynx is mysterious and quiet but vicious. 

 

 

JSaberW enters at number 20 for DOC.

 

Arvin: Saber is a strong hand in the DOC locker room, a lot of history in those hands. 

 

Kendra: Cam catches Vitrum the Wraith with a single leg dropkick! Wraith is having a hell of a day, and BassilYo makes it so much worse hitting a BRUTAL Elevated Spinebuster! Hardball and McCoy working together now to throw simultaneous punches at Sombras, lariats to the back of the head, catch him into a Russian Leg Sweep! They try it with Lynx, Lynx ducks under the lariat and comes back with a springboard moonsault to both of them! 

 

Arvin: Wraith getting up to his feet and Hardball springs up with a clothesline! Thar he blows!

 

Vitrum the Wraith is eliminated by Dion Hardball Lane (1)

 

Kendra: McCoy throws a knockout punch to 50 Cent! And JSW gets a Sidewalk Slam to Sombras! Lynx springboards a spin kick to JSW and keeps it going, running back and going for a tilt-a-whirl headscissors into Davy Boy but NO DAVY BOY MAKES IT A SITOUT POWERBOMB!

 

Arvin: Just imagine the timing it takes to catch someone mid-spin. Truly brilliant. Lynx tries to get up and immediately Davy catches him out with a boxing combo! Lynx would do well to move on from Davy Boy, JSW with a brutal Spear to BassilYo and Lynx running up and a Somersault Fame Asser to JSW!! HYPERLYNX!!

 

Kendra: 50 attempts to clothesline Hardball and Hardball slides under him and out of the ring! But again, it's under the rope so Hardball is still in, Hardball finds a baseball bat. Seems a bit on the nose.

 

Bianca: And in the gut! Namely the gut of Charming Cam. And the back of Lynx. And the face of JSayb. McCoy charges Yo, hits him with a forearm shot, picking him up and Alabama Slam! Slammed like Bam Bam!

 

Kendra: Did Bigelow use that?

 

Bianca: No, like Bam Bam Rubble. You know, Bam! Bam! Ah you two are too young. It's adorable. But Hardball threatening people with a bat, Saber with a rough back chop to Lynx, Irish Whipping Lynx and sending him up, OH he doesn't clear the rope! 

 

Arvin: Much like an escalator becomes stairs, a toss out becomes a guillotine. 50 gets BassilYo up and POWERBOMBS OUT OF THE RING, JUST TO THE APRON AND BASSILYO STOPS HIMSELF FROM ROLLING OFF! He's still in this thing!

 

Kendra: A lot of effort to eliminate people that's not coming to much. Sombras and Saber trying to get Davy Boy out with a clothesline WHOA HE CATCHES THEM BOTH WITH SIMULTANEOUS ONE ARM SIDEWALK SLAMS!

 

Arvin: This is a one trip to the groceries kinda man and I respect it. 

 

Kendra: McCoy getting Charming Cam locked up and ripcord lariat... a ripcord boot... and a ripcord spinebuster! Sombras mists Lynx and Cam hits him with a snap DDT! 50 wrecks Vitrum with a gutwrench suplex. Cam drops Lynx with a piledriver. Cam...turn around...Hardball with the bat to the face! 

 

Arvin: HARDBALL TURN AROUND...DAVY BOY WITH A FISHERMAN SUPLEX! Davy Boy has control of the bat now and everyone planning their next move as the countdown clock rocks.

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Wakan the Warrior enters at number 21 for DOC.

 

Arvin: And we're Wakan on sunshine.

 

Kendra: Bro. No.

 

Wakan walks over to the announcer's desk and lifts Arvin by the collar before scoop slamming him back into the seat.

 

Bianca: You kinda had that coming.

 

 

Ragnarrr enters at number 21 for MAWL.

 

Kendra: While Arvin picks himself up, we have one of the most hearty fighters on the roster. A man who won a match with a chair attached to what was quite probably a broken leg. With that kind of determination, I have some fear for everyone in the ring.

 

Bianca: Is this the first time someone wasn't eliminated between entrants?

 

Kendra: I don't know if first but it's been a while since that happened for sure. And Lynx leaps onto Ragnarrr's shoulders just as he gets in, handstand and there's the Apex Cutter!! What a way to be greeted! 

 

Bianca: McCoy and Davy Boy exchanging headbutts, and someone's gonna get dizzy going like this. Sombras hits 50 with a Spinning Wheel kick and Wakan catches Sombras before he can get his feet down and an inverted scoop slam! Belly flops are bad enough in water. 

 

Kendra: You okay Arvin?

 

Arvin: Yeah, I probably had that coming.

 

Bianca: You sure did. Wakan deadlift powerslam to 50! McCoy hits Wakan with a Discus Big Boot and Davy Boy sneaks behind him with a leg trapped release German! Picks him up by the leg and throws him like a Frisbee!

 

Arvin: These are big men with big moves, Bianca. And Saber drills Sombras with a humongous chokeslam! McCoy gets him by the leg and swinging him around like this is an Olympic trial! LAUNCHES SOMBRAS HALFWAY ACROSS THE RING AND OUT! 

 

Bianca: Gold medal to McCoy!

 

Sombras is eliminated by Calian McCoy (2)

 

Arvin: Sombras had a good run and now he can go back into the shadows. Ragnarrr with clubbing blows to Hardball, really just working him down! Yo gets Ragnarrr's attention with a smack and Hardball bounces up to hit Ragnarrr with a neckbreaker! BassilYo picks up Hardball and assisted leg drop to Ragnarrr! Hardball looking for a high five from Yo and gets a headbutt instead!

 

Bianca: No friends in rumbles, guys. Come on. 

 

Kendra: Davy unloading some left punchs to the midsection of the Charming One, swings that right hook around! I know it's gross in practice but there's something dramatic about seeing spit come from an opponent's face. Cam goes down and Davy picks Ragnarrr up for a Northern Lights to Ragnarrr! 

 

Bianca: One of Ragnarrr's defining traits is the inordinate amount of pain he can take and still come out on top. Yo trampolines off Ragnarrr's stomach into a sling blade on McCoy!! 

 

Arvin: 50 runs at Yo, and going for the clothesline and Yo goes over the rope...holding on and keeps to the apron! And a springboard into a neckbreaker on Lynx!! Great recovery!

 

Kendra: Lynx rolls back to his feet, he misses the enziguiri on Yo, Yo with a gutbuster! Saber coming in with a quick roll of punches to Calian and Wakan gets himself into the mix with a rough forearm shot! Cam looking to get Davy out with a hammer throw and over he goes! Wait!! DAVY HAS THE MIDDLE ROPE, He's not done yet! Davy onto the apron. Ragnarrr nails Yo with a jumping clothesline, Lynx now coming for Davy and tries for the dropkick, NO! DAVY BOY CATCHES THE FEET AND SLINGSHOTS LYNX INTO THE DRINK! That's all she wrote.

 

Lynx is eliminated by Superstar Davy Boy (1)

 

Bianca: Charming Cam and Wakan hit a double suplex on Hardball, either of them could have done it but teamwork makes the dream work.

 

Arvin: Thought you said no friends in the rumble.

 

Bianca: Yeah but temporarily alliances that you then betray for your own benefit are good. Here comes that countdown clock-

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Dangerous Johnny Dagger enters at number 22 for MAWL.

 

Arvin: The other former tag champ who was recently screwed by ZLI is here to get revenge on...someone? I guess? Is anyone from ZLI in this? The fans are happy to see him at least.

 

Kendra: It's certainly going to be an injection of energy into this rumble.

 

 

Scrubcutter Hunter Quinn enters at number 22 for DOC.

 

Arvin: One thing I gotta say about DOC is they have a vibrant tag scene. We've got one of the Glory Hogs here, and he clearly don't want no scrubs. 

 

Bianca: On your gravestone it's gonna say "never learned his lesson."

 

Arvin: Dagger explodes in with a springboard hurricanrana on 50 Cent! Man with a rocket pack strapped to his back! Jumping spinning back kick to McCoy! Jumping leg lariat to Cam! Hurricanrana on Ragnarrr! Enziguiri to BassilYo! Dropkick to Davy Boy NO! Davy Boy spikes him down with his arm, just driving him to the ground!

 

Kendra: Hunter Quinn taking a more measured approach, picking out his prey, and a Celtic War Sword to Davy Boy. Dagger back to his feet and McCoy greets him with a boot. Quinn Scoop Slammin Davy Boy! These two newbies make a quick impact in this match. Turn around McCoy! Hardball is waiting for you with a discus clothesline!!

 

Arvin: What's the key to doing well in a rumble, Bianca?

 

Kendra: Why you asking her? She got eliminated.

 

Bianca: You really have to have your head on a swivel at all times, stay away from the ropes, and never assume you can rest even if you think you're alone. I can get you swivel ready if you want, Kenj.

 

Arvin: It's been a jumbled mass of limbs flying about, but the cords are getting untangled and Davy Boy comes out of it dropping BassilYo with a West Coast Stunner! Davy Boy showing up in his debut. 

 

Kendra: But I gotta say, I'm impressed with this DOC crowd. Right now Charming Cam is our senior member of the rumble and seems to be going strong. He's got BassilYo in an armlock situation and swings him around into a Ripcord Bitter End? Did I see that right? 

 

Arvin: I also wanna add that the celebrity energy in MAWL has been wild. 50 Cent wrecking in his debut, Danielle Fishel earned a main event shot at last month's PPV, even Diddy, however you may feel about the man and his moveset - personally I am disgusted by both - you can't deny that he's been doing annoyingly well in the ring. 

 

Bianca: And now 50 getting wrecked, that ripcord lariat from Quinn. 

 

Kendra: I think you may have jinxed it.

 

Arvin: I don't believe in jinxing.

 

Bianca: Well maybe you should because Davy Boy just hit Phase 1 of his West Coast Pop, and lifting Charming Cam up, normally it's just a knee to the head but he knees him out of the ring! The long reign is done!

 

Charming Cam is eliminated by Superstar Davy Boy (2)

 

Kendra: I jinxed it.

 

Bianca: Yeah but it's a DOC person, so that's cool. And Ragnarrr hits Wakan with a side suplex and quick punches. BassilYo throws fists at 50 and spinning neckbreaker. Wakan rams McCoy into a corner! Throwing chops, loading himself back and a SOLID Bionic Elbow! Up to the top and T-HAWK STRIKE! 

 

Arvin: Dagger runs up, a boost by Wakan and assisted Shooting Star! Ragnarrr with a spinning T-Bone on Yo, Hardball's got that bat again! Right to the ribs of Saber! Saber doubled over and Hardball cracks to the back!

 

Kendra: Three major battles happening right now, we've got Yo and Ragnarrr, Saber and Hardball, Dagger and Wakan vs McCoy. They're each occupying their corner, and Wakan holding McCoy in a bear hug, Dagger up to the top rope, tornado DDT to McCoy! Quinn taking his sweet damn time and letting the others do their thing.

 

Arvin: Hardball ramming that bat into the ribs of Saber again and oh I think he just spit up blood! Oof, Saber may be in trouble there and HE GRABS THE BAT! TUG OF WAR WITH HARDBALL, RIPCORD LARIAT TO HARDBALL USING THE BAT LIKE A PULLEY! Uppercut with the Bat to Hardball! OOH! LOW BLOW WITH THE BAT!

 

Bianca: 2 Balls, 2 Strikes!

 

Kendra: Saber tosses the bat out of the ring and a Spinning Powerslam! Ragnarrr thumping Yo with those forearms, Yo dodges and a quick kick to Ragnarrr's Rrribs! Saber with a jumping elbow drop and McCoy locking a Texas Cloverleaf on Wakan! A scream in pain as we get that countdown goin'! 

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Southern Sentinel Miles Max enters at number 23 for DOC.

 

Arvin: We dump one Southern Charmer and get another. This one is more intimidating, let's see if he can beat Cam's time.

 

Kendra: Wait, so there's been a sort of tit-for-tat theme, right? Does that mean we're getting...

 

 

"Southern Discomfort" Xander Marks enters at number 23 for MAWL.

 

Kendra: ...yep.

 

Bianca: And Quinn blasts Hardball with a running dropkick. Welcome back to the match, Quinn! 

 

Arvin: Quinn stomping Hardball out and it looks like we're going to be mixing it up a bit! Yo comes up to Wakan and back suplexes him, freeing up McCoy to catch his breath! McCoy going off to catch his breath, the Southern Boys roll up on Quinn and double back suplex! Miles Max sets up for the Sanctifier! We saw Charming get a few of these in and now Max takes his turn with it! Superstar Davy Boy and 50 Cent hit a 3D on Xander Marks! Wait a minute, Davy Boy I think just yelled to get the tables! We're getting a table in a rumble now?!

 

Bianca: Well, 50 is doing it, he's going out to get a table! And Ragnarrr with a high angle backbreaker to BassilYo! The ring is starting to fill up a bit, Ragnarrr and Wakan punishing McCoy now, Hardball tied up with Saber, Davy Boy gets tired of waiting for 50 Cent and T-Bone Suplex to Xander as 50 makes it in! 50 sets up the table and Davy Boy pointing to 50 to pick up Xander, 50 CHOKESLAMS DAVY BOY THROUGH THE TABLE! No one tells Fiddy what to do!

 

Arvin: The Scrubcutter comes over to assist Saber with Hardball and a double cutter! Xander stomps Davy Boy out, picks him up and Angle Slam! Ragnarrr with a bear hug slam to Yo! Ragnarrr trying to carry Yo out and he responds with a bionic elbow! Ragnarrr drops him and BassilYo hits another Bionic Elbow! Calian sneaks up behind Yo and back suplex!

 

Bianca: Hey Yo!

 

Kendra: Davy Boy lights Saber up with a boxing combo. And Ragnarrr rewards Calian's back suplex with a powerslam! No respect, I tell ya.

 

Bianca: Quinn sees Wakan on his own, a running big boot! Sharp knee to the gut of Wakan and gets him up! The Elevation is getting severe, how's the air up there Wakan?

 

Arvin: Quinn REELS him down to the mat! You can hear Wakan bouncing! Off the ropes and a Running Leg Drop! That's a solo variation on the Glory Hogs' finisher. You could say he's hogging the glory!

 

Kendra: Boo. Boo this man. 50 taking the stomps on Wakan here and up to the ropes, that's a brutal elbow drop by 50! Xander Marks catches 50 on the rebound up and Alabama Slams him into Wakan! 

 

Arvin: 50 just got promoted to the Man Chair of the Board! 

 

Kendra: I hate you.

 

Arvin: Hardball with a running tornado DDT to Xander Marks. 50 gets up and Military Press on Hardball! Wakan and Ragnarrr in a chop battle. Quinn with a good ol' fashioned bodyslam on Davy Boy. BassilYo leaps over Day Boy to hit a jumping flatliner on Quinn and now Hardball meets HIM with an STO! It's a massacre in here!

 

Kendra: And it's about to get worse, as the countdown clock comes around-

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

"Philly Phirebrand" Morgan Maverick enters at number 24 for MAWL.

 

Arvin: We had a brief period where Morgan Maverick was out of her mean girl era and seemed like she was finding herself in the woods but that lasted almost no time at all.

 

Bianca: Sometimes you can't fight the darkness once it's been revealed to you.

 

Kendra: Doesn't DOC also have a firebird? 

 

 

The Firebird Guinevere enters at number 24 for DOC.

 

Arvin: They sure do and her vibe is glorious.

 

Bianca: Maybe Maverick can convince her to join ZLI. They could be the Fabulous Firebirds. 

 

Kendra: Looks like Maverick has the same idea, and she's pitching it to Guinevere, she's even pulling out business cards and a roll of cash...also looks like the pitch didn't take and Guin punches Maverick down! Wakan chopping at Davy Boy and you can hear the reverberation! Davy Boy tries to chop back but Wakan spins him around and Davy Boy now facing Xander, he's fine with that and unloading punches on Xander instead! Saber locks a hold on BassilYo and gets him up...this has veered into stalling territory! Wait a minute, Davy Boy is lifting them both up! 

 

Arvin: Wakan and Ragnarrr each pick up a leg of Davy Boy! Jesus Christmas! Raising them up as high as they can, this is getting insane and Saber jumps down into a suplex NO OH MY GOD HE TURNS IT INTO A JACKHAMMER! AAAH! WHAT! 50 Cent off the ropes and shoulder block on Wakan and he drops Davy Boy out, but Davy Boy holds on! Guinevere off the ropes and single leg drop kick to Davy Boy and he's linking his hands on the ropes for dear life, losing footing but barely there.

 

Kendra: Guinevere turning around and Maverick gets her with a jumping forearm shot! Rolling down and bulldog to Guinevere, Saber runs but Maverick catches him with a spinning side slam! Maverick chokes Saber out on the rope and the audience boos her and she laughs back at them!

 

Bianca: You can see she's engaging with a joy she deprived herself of for a while. Quinn hits Hardball with a backbreaker and Calian runs to add a legdrop to the proceedings. Saber trying to get himself free and punches Maverick away. Getting himself up and elbow shot to Saber to get him out, but he locks his arms and is going nowhere. Xander gets Guin with a southpaw punch, Hardball and McCoy try to superkick Saber out but he moves! Low kick to Hardball and pulling McCoy up and a High Angle Powerbomb!

 

Arvin: Miles Max has kept fairly quiet, but he begins putting knees to Xander and a lariat! 50 and Scrubcutter toss BassilYo off the ropes, Bassil comes back and the two send him right over to the mat!

 

BassilYo is eliminated by 50 Cent (2) and Scrubcutter Hunter Quinn (1)

 

Kendra: Ragnarrr lifts Hardball up and a Death Valley Driver! Quinn hits Wakan with a suplex but he rolls back up a Spinebuster. Miles with a gutwrench suplex to Davy Boy. Guinevere hits a Bella Buster on Xander, Wakan rolls up and charges Guin, she arm whips him right out of the match!

 

Wakan the Warrior is eliminated by the Firebird Guinevere (1)

 

Bianca: No Wakan puns, Arvin.

 

Arvin: So I shouldn't say he's Wakan out of here. 

 

Bianca: Ugh.

 

Kendra: Hardball lines up the Hardball Special, Xander sees it coming, ducks and southpaw punch! Hardball gets up easily, hitting a knee to the gut of Xander, has eyes on Ragnarrr! Saber sees Hardball, sees where he's going, they nod to each other and a double clothesline to Ragnarrr! Ragnarrr is outta h-NO! Hands on the bottom rope and feet in the air!

 

Arvin: Hardball trying to stomp his hands but Ragnarrr now grabbing his legs and getting his feet to the apron and through the middle rope shoulder tackle! Hardball goes straight down. Saber gets a side kick in with Xander. And Ragnarrr gets Quinn into an Argentine hold, Burning Hammer! Ragnarrr off the rope and Hidden Blade to Quinn. Miles gets Ragnarrr with a bionic elbow before he can get up fully!

 

Kendra: Maverick with a military press to Guinevere out to the apron, but she holds on! Saber tries to come at her with a boot! NO! GUIN KEEPS LOCKED, Hardball tries to take a shot and back elbow Saber, but Saber doesn't move at all! Here comes Davy Boy and boot to Hardball!! There he goes!!

 

Dion Hardball Lane is eliminated by Superstar Davy Boy (3)

 

Bianca: And Ragnarrr rolls Davy Boy out right after!

 

Superstar Davy Boy is eliminated by Ragnarrr (1)

 

Bianca: Maverick eats a RAGNARRR BOMB! DAGGER GETS QUINN WITH THE DAGGER DROP! Dagger and Ragnarrr start to lock up but the countdown clock gets their attention-

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Ferrari enters at number 25 for DOC.

 

Arvin: Ferrari is truly a high performance machine of a man in the ring. 

 

Bianca: He's an arrogant prick who's a walking billboard for a product for other arrogant pricks. 

 

 

Sugar Cooki comes in at number 25 for MAWL.

 

Kendra: You wanna talk about arrogant pricks.

 

Bianca: Well, when you're right you're right.

 

Arvin: Calian hits a Spinebuster on Saber! McCoy back up with a vengeance! Running clothesline to Hunter Quinn, running back elbow to Ragnarrr, ripcord lariat to Guinevere! And boots Maverick over...Quinn runs up and takes the initiative to hit a cutter!!

 

Morgan Maverick is eliminated by Scrubcutter Hunter Quinn (2)

 

Bianca: It doesn't matter how much work you do, it only matters who makes the final blow. Miles Max and Xander Marks with a double Alabama Slam to McCoy, stopping his rampage. 50 Cent runs in with a fist drop! Ferrari holds Guin in a headlock and a headlock takedown. Guin holding her own and punching Ferrari in the face, they're up and she throws him off the ropes, intercepted with a spear by Ragnarrr! Dagger comes charging at Guinevere but she sidesteps and his spear sends him through the ropes and headfirst into the barricade!

 

Arvin: Wasn't over the top though, so he may be dizzy but he's still in this thing. She looks over the edge, Dagger back on the apron and an elbow to her head, causes her to recoil right into a double DDT by Saber and Ragnarrr! Sugar Cooki with a low blow kick to Max! Sugar Cooki with a low blow kick to Xander! And she DDTs them both! Ragnarrr wrecks Quinn with a Uranage! 

 

Bianca: 50 Cent crashing Ferrari into the turnbuckle face first! Oh! We're getting a 10 Count Head Smash! 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! FERRARI ELBOWS HIM BACK, 50 Cent just pimp slaps him and keeps it going! 8! 9! 10!! You don't stop greatness nor can you hope to contain it! 

 

Kendra: Sugar Cooki coming around and throwing fists at Guin, and she's lifting her up to throw her out NO GUINEVERE WITH A HEADSCISSORS TAKEDOWN!

 

Bianca: McCoy and 50 throwing punch for punch, and McCoy throws 50 over the ropes with a German Suplex and 50 lands on the Apron, CHOKESLAM TO MCCOY!

 

Calian McCoy is eliminated by 50 Cent (3)

 

Arvin: Quinn jumps up and whacks Max with an enziguiri! Marks with a southpaw jab to Max! And Dagger hits Ragnarrr with the Dagger Drop! Bodyslam by Marks to Guinevere, Dagger getting his karate on with a chop and kick combo to Ferrari. 

 

Kendra: Guinevere pops up and Miles Max takes her right back down with a forearm shot! In gaming we call that trolling the respawn.

 

Arvin: Oh yeah, I forgot you were a pro gamer before this.

 

Kendra: Maybe I'll be in MAWL's second game.

 

Bianca: Ferrari with a hurricanrana to Ragnarrr...NO! Ragnarrr turns it into a side slam. Johnny Dagger lifts Guin up but she GOES AROUND FOR A TORNADO DDT! 

 

Arvin: Marks with a high angle belly to belly! Max bounces up and hammer throw to Marks! Marks hits the apron and some of his body starting to drape over towards the ground, but his feet remaining on the apron. 

 

Kendra: RAGNARRR BOMB! Taking an absolute monster truck to Ferrari. 

 

Bianca: Guinevere tries to push Marks off the apron, NO! Marks with a headbutt and back in the ring. And Cooki takes the cue to charge Guin but she hits a tilt-a-whirl headscissors on Cooki! Cooki rolls up and low blow to Ferrari as we start counting in-

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Moon enters at number 26 for MAWL.

 

Bianca: The Prince went up against three brutal giants at Heart Condition and come out on top-even though he didn't win, he did what few thought he could do and outperformed the titans and made it to the final 4. So he has a real shot here.

 

Arvin: And I think that makes it a foregone conclusion who comes in for DOC.

 

 

"The Moonblade" Aiko enters at number 26 for DOC.

 

Arvin: Yep! That was what I figured was going to happen, and I'm really not mad about it.

 

Bianca: Ferrari goes for a crossbody block on Marks but Marks catches him and hits a spinning powerslam! Moon and Aiko with stereo kicks on Ragnarrr and 50 with a punch combo to Max, Max gives one right back.

 

Arvin: A complete brawl in that ring. Dagger with a jumping karate kick to Max, and off the ropes to springboard back kick Marks! Dagger just takin' on the South. 50 jumping in there and getting into that brawl at the Southerners, Sugar comes into the battle but 50 just jabs her away and into Aiko's Springboard Moonblade Kick!

 

Bianca: Guinevere throws Moon across the ring and leg lariat! Moon bounces up and throws some big chops on Max! Max throws a few back and Moon blocks to give a huge headbutt! Moon throws Max off the ropes and 50 catches into an armdrag NO Max reverses and hammer throws 50 out of the ring! 50 is oH YEAH 50 CATCHES THE BOTTOM ROPE and Saber comes up behind Max with the bionic elbow! Aiko going up to the top rope, looking to take things to the next level and Guinevere pushes her out of the ring! 

 

Moonblade Aiko is eliminated by the Firebird Guinevere (2)

 

Arvin: 50 hits a double running bulldog on Max and Marks! Marks back up quickly and a gutwrench on 50! And Max follows that with a fist drop! The Southern boys are really fully in on working together. 

 

Kendra: Moon hurricanrana to Ferrari and sends him back to the impound lot!

 

Ferrari is eliminated by Moon (1)

 

Arvin: That's no way to treat a classic car. Saber putting a punch clinic on at Ragnarrr and hitting a body slam! Cooki and Dagger tangled up and we have a spinning facebuster to contend with by Cooki! Dagger rolls out and back around, going for the Hurricanrana, and NOOO SUGAR COOKI GETS HIM LOCKED UP, HERE COMES THAT SUGAR CRASH!

 

Bianca: Simply brutal! Cooki throws sugar into the eyes of Saber, and Guinevere gets a quick punch on him! Guinevere turns around and gets a quick punch on Max. Sugar with a solid knee to Saber's midsection and hurricanrana! Running off the ropes and an elbow drop to Dagger's face! She mocks him as the countdown comes back around-

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Freaky LeSponge enters at number 27 for DOC.

 

Kendra: I guess we should have guessed that if there was a lil sponge, there would be a big sponge. 

 

Arvin: Yeah, an unfortunate truth.

 

Bianca: But we can match freak for freak, I think. 

 

 

Deke the Freak enters the ring at number 27 for MAWL.

 

Bianca: Yep! There he is. He had a match earlier that he won without throwing a punch, so I imagine he's still feelin' frisky and fixin' to fight.

 

Arvin: Max hitting Moon with a Right Jab! Guinevere tries to Irish Whip Saber, pulling, and Saber pulls her back in for a ripcord lariat and she flips over the arm! That looks like it hurt something fierce. Sugar Cooki tries to stomp her but Guinevere rolls back and Cooki misses! Guin meets with a quick punch.

 

Kendra: Saber with a high kick over to Moon, and here comes LeSponge off ropes, corkscrew into Ragnarrr! Quinn and Sugar locking up, Sugar holding Quinn in a headlock, Quinn with the elbow to the gut and an arm-trapped standing sleeper.  50 with an Uppercut to Ragnarrr! That was with the right, here's one with the left, one more with the right! A little shuffle and you can tell that 50 is realizing something! Left left Right! Left left Right!  Is he...is he doing We Will Rock You with punches?!

 

Arvin: Quinn spins the headlock into an Armwrench Superkick on Sugar Cooki! But the bigger story is 50 Cent's unexpected percussion! The audience is clapping along!

 

Crowd: (singing) We will, we will rock you! We will, we will-

 

Bianca: Ragnarrr low blow kick to 50! Concert's over! And heeere's a Spinebuster! Guinevere tries to pick Sugar up and low blow by Sugar! Double Underhook Facebuster, she calls that a Shellshock! Freaky LeSponge and Freaky Dekey looking to team up and LeSponge throws Deke at JSaberW! 

 

Arvin: Quinn making it up to the top rope now, and we see what happened to Aiko so this is a hell of a risk but Quinn making it work and 450 to Guinevere!! High risk! High reward! Deke and LeSponge descending on Quinn and cutting his celebration short, double Mandible Claws! That's just gross.

 

Kendra: 50 going to the middle turnbuckle and going for a splash on Guinevere and she LOW BLOW KICKS HIM! On her feet!

 

Bianca: And that's how you do it.

 

Arvin: I think she was just going for the knee strike and wasn't quick enough.

 

Bianca: It doesn't matter how you knock em down if they're down. Guinevere is getting her energy going, corkscrew kick to LeSponge and trying to hammer throw Deke but Deke sees it coming and reverses it, Guinevere is outta here as we hit minute 53!

 

The Firebird Guinevere is eliminated by Deke the Freak (1)

 

Arvin: Saber and Quinn going at it now, hammer fists back and forth, Saber off the ropes and a brutal axe kick to Quinn. Dagger off the ropes and Cooki looking for the boot, Dagger ducks, back around and springboarding into a Tornado DDT! Ragnarrr going for a Ragnarrr Bomb on 50 Cent and has him up...NO! 50 Cent comes down and reverses it 50 CENT POWERBOMB TO RAGNARRR! 

 

Bianca: Freaky LeSponge and Xander Marks are a weird pairing but they throw Saber off the ropes and here they come to NO! Saber drills them both with a clothesline! Deke off the ropes and going for a headscissors on 50 but Powerbomb by 50 Cent! Saber with a running dropkick to LeSponge! Saber with a running dropkick to 50 Cent! Saber running dropkick to Rag...NO! Ragnarrr throws Saber into Sugar! Saber up and a quick pair of punches to Sugar and Ragnarrr takes a Superkick by Hunter Quinn! And now a Spinning Pedigree by Quinn! And we get the Countdown Clock- 

 

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Mal Sangre enters at number 28 for MAWL.

 

Bianca: The final third of La Sangre Maldita, Mal Sangre has entered the chat.

 

Arvin: I thought it got colder in here.

 

 

The Red Ghost enters at number 28 for DOC.

 

Arvin: It's Red v Red out here!

 

Kendra: Is he a friendly ghost?

 

Bianca: If you're a fan, yes. If you're a competitor, not so much.

 

Kendra: Sangre jumps in with a diving headbutt to Deke the Freak! LeSponge off the ropes and jumping clothesline to Xander Marks! We had LFS making a mess in the rumble and now we've got FLS, Scooty Puff Jr and Scooty Puff Sr fighting in this match. And Miles Max, the other Southern menace, is making a statement play on Moon! A powerslam!

Into the corner, a Middle Rope Powerslam!

OH MY! A SANCTIFIER! 

 

Bianca: And Sangre mists Deke the Freak, but he seems...okay with it? Don't know what that's about. Dagger off the ropes and hurricanrana to Hunter Quinn! Hunter Quinn goes over and just catches himself but you can hear his body smack against the side of the apron. Pulling himself up while Ragnarrr and 50 Cent catch Deke the Freak with a boot from either side. Maybe it'll snap his brain back into place. 

 

Arvin: Sangre boots DJD over the ropes but Dagger holding on and landing on the apron okay! Sugar trying to hammer throw LeSponge but he holds firm on the ropes as well. Oh no Ragnarrr has Moon and RAGNARRR BOMB!

 

Kendra: Ragnarrr is one of the people that Moon has been seeking a fight with, and this is just going to intensify his resolve. Dagger looking now from the apron for a good place to enter. LeSponge gets back to the center of the ring and throwing fists at Miles Max, Max hits him with a gut punch, LeSponge gets him with a headbutt and Dagger takes this opportunity, Springboard Dropkick to LeSponge! Miles Max and Johnny Dagger look at each other and give a nod, both men coming off the ropes, crisscrossing back to the other side and stereo dropkick to either side of the head of LeSponge! And 50 drops Miles Max with a running big boot!

 

Arvin: Dagger's got it lined up, you can see the glint in his eyes, LeSponge to his feet and Dagger taking the sprint into a Running Sling Blade! It's a Warning Sign! 

 

Bianca: Moon to his feet and talking a Big Walk onto Freaky LeSponge now, Marks trying to get a Seven Star Lariat on Ragnarrr and instead gets a 10 Star Ragnarrr Bomb! Moon off the ropes and headscissors to Ragnarrr, Dagger takes the cue to come off the ropes and Canadian Destroyer to Deke as we hear the sweet sounds of the countdown clock.

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Andre the Master Richardson enters at number 29 for DOC.

 

Arvin: We now have both Glory Hogs in the match! Let's see if they make an alliance or if they'll stick to every man for themselves and their team's namesake.

 

 

Soldat enters at number 29 for MAWL.

 

Kendra: Apparently this was originally slated to be Donna Matrix, which - Master/Mistress - would have made sense, but CN Starz pulled a last minute substitution to get Soldat here instead. Curious.

 

Bianca: Sugar Cooki hits the SugarShock on Saber! 

 

Arvin: This match has seen more cheap shots than a disposable camera.

 

Bianca: The Glory Hogs get Miles Max into a double chokeslam! 50 Cent with a powerslam to Red Ghost. Moon gets Ragnarrr with the Moonstrike Headbutts! 

 

Kendra: Soldat with an intense series of punches now to Red Ghost, backing him up into the rope, Soldat holds him in a sort of high angle Tombstone set up, SPIKE PILEDRIVER ACROSS THE FENCE! Dropping his head onto the apron and it looks like Ghost could have an early night but he stops the momentum of falling down and is able to get himself rolled back into the ring.

 

Arvin: Sangre mists both members of the Glory Hogs! And 50 Cent with a devastating Military Press to Freaky LeSponge! Sangre attempts to mist Dagger but he ducks, running back around and hits Sangre with a Spinning Wheel Kick! Sangre immediately back on his feet, as Red Ghost rises up with a possum uppercut to 50 Cent.

 

Kendra: The Glory Hogs trying to get the mist out of their eyes but LeSponge and Sugar Cooki are keeping them occupied with armbars and rib kicks! SANGRE HAS RAGNARRR UP AND BLOODLINE'S WRATH TO THE FLOOR! GOODNIGHT RAGNARRR!

 

Ragnarrr is eliminated by Mal Sangre (1)

 

Arvin: 50 starting to stomp LeSponge out and Deke jumps on his back, rabbit punches to the head! 50 easily judo flips him off, then regular flips him off. 

 

Kendra: Richardson wildly swinging and nearly punches Quinn! Quinn able to block it and punches him in the face! They gotta get that mist off if they're going to have a chance to stick around. LeSponge and Freak not giving them a chance, LeSponge hits a running corkscrew on Richardson pushing him to the ropes, Deke has Quinn's attention and Quinn WILDLY misses with the clothesline, Deke pulls him in for a ripcord headbutt.

 

Bianca: Soldat quietly working Dagger over with a series of sharp forearms to the face over in the corner, 50 Cent hits a Death Valley Driver on Sugar Cooki! You're gonna mess up that beautiful hair!

 

Arvin: LeSponge hits a springboard moonsault on Moon! Moon struggling to get up, Saber takes advantage with a series of stomps and running back around for an Elbow Drop! Dagger pushes Soldat off him into a Stunner by 50 Cent, takes the opportunity to hit Sugar Cooki with a jump kick. And Quinn finally has that mist out of his eyes, locks target, dropkick to Sangre! Revenge!

 

Bianca: Saber takes advantage of Quinn not paying attention to hit him with a half-nelson suplex! And 50 Cent hits a solid boxing combo on Richardson in the corner. Soldat has Saber up in the Military Press, just benching him, truly an impressive feat of strength and OH HERE WE GO FRONT SLAM FOR THE BASIC TRAINING!

 

Arvin: Richardson takes 50 and charges him across the ring into the diagonal turnbuckle! Let out the victory roar! Quinn dropkicking LeSponge over the ropes....LESPONGE LANDS ON HIS HANDS! FEET NOT TOUCHING! Pushes himself back up onto the apron! Truly impressive. 

 

Bianca: Quinn and Richardson zoning in on Sangre, wanting to make him pay, and absolutely wreck him with the full version of their tag finisher as the countdown clock does its thing-

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

"Rebel Rell" Chantarelle Bouchard enters at number 30 for MAWL.

 

Bianca: I thought her song was Rebel Yell, but apparently now she's switching it up to Rebel Girl, which I guess makes more sense for her age.

 

Arvin: This is where it's going to get dicey because DOC has their own exact version of this, I think. Which given how this has been going I assume is coming out next.

 

 

Rebel Riot enters at number 30 for DOC.

 

Kendra: She is the Mad Maiden of Muskegon and she's here to cause a riot!

 

Arvin: The first thing she's doing is causing a fuss...she appears to be talking very animated with Chantarelle.

 

Bianca: Are the rebels going to work together? That would make...no! They're arguing! 

 

Kendra: They appear to be arguing about the music, Bianca, what are you...?

 

Bianca hands Chantarelle a mic. 

 

Chantarelle: So we're agreed, whoever sticks around longer gets the music and the rebel name.

 

Bianca sits back down. Arvin shoots her a look.

 

Bianca: I just wanted to hear what this was about.

 

Arvin: That makes sense, yeah.

 

Kendra: They're fighting over identity! A handshake and...WHOA! Rebel Riot hammer throws Chantarelle out of the ring! Well, I guess we know who won that!

 

"Rebel Rell" Chantarelle Bouchard is eliminated by "Mad Maiden of Muskegon" Rebel Riot (1)

 

Arvin: Chantarelle is going to have to figure something else out and WHOA 50 JUST POWERBOMBS JOHNNY DAGGER OVER!

 

Dangerous Johnny Dagger is eliminated by 50 Cent (4)

 

Bianca: That's 4 for 50!! What a dominant showing in his official debut. Sugar Cooki rakes Saber in the eyes and a brutal throat chop!

 

Arvin: Moon looking to end 50's ring time with a dropkick and NO! 50 catches it into a spinebuster! That's brutal!

 

Bianca: LeSponge rails Sugar with those headbutts.

 

Arvin: Rebel Riot would do well to get away from those ropes and Quinn trying to take advantage of it he gets her with a single leg dropkick but she keeps herself in. Sugar scoop slams LeSponge and he tries to pick himself up, Sugar turns around with a 2 punch to the Red Ghost, here comes Deke the Freak with a corkscrew dropkick to get LeSponge LESPONGE GOES OVER BUT KEEPS HIMSELF ON THE APRON AND ROLLS BACK INTO THIS MATCH.

 

Kendra: Moon trying to get on the offense here, absolutely decimating Deke the Freak with his Moonstrike Repeating Headbutts! But I think Freak may just be laughing at him! Soldat hits LeSponge with a Side Suplex! Deke to his feet, a punch and a DDT to Soldat! Moon takes the Moonstrikes to Miles Max, and how does this man not have a concussion?

 

Arvin: Strength of will? I couldn't tell you. What I can tell you is that Glory Hogs are continuing to work Xander Marks, Richardson holding Xander Marks and Quinn just unloading punches to the gut! LeSponge puts himself on the apron, but I think he might have gone under the top rope? He's got dat wild stomp going and springboard Blockbuster onto Mal Sangre! Sangre quick to his feet and staring LeSponge down, and it's possible LeSponge is questioning his life choices.

 

Bianca: Double High Angle Powerbomb by Glory Hogs to Xander Marks, Soldat looking to pull Xander into a ripcord but Xander meets him with a right hook then turns around into a mist cloud from Mal Sangre! La Sangre Maldita is really painting the town red, and in Tragedeigh's case, also gold! Deke running around like a kook, we've seen where this goes. I think.

 

Arvin: LeSponge had stepped under the ropes to the apron to get away from Mal Sangre, but realizing it's safe now is coming back in AND DEKE THE FREAK KINSHASAS HIM TO THE FLOOR! HE FREAKED OUT FREAKY!

 

Freaky LeSponge is eliminated by Deke the Freak (2)

 

Kendra: It's like Freak Highlander. There can be only one.

 

Arvin: Luckily Freaky did not agree to the same stipulations as Chantarelle and can keep his identity.

 

On the titantron Chantarelle is seen speaking to three women in suits as they hand her a briefcase.

 

 

Kendra: And that's...that's Chantarelle holding a briefcase I can only assume is from the already sizeable ZLI. She really sold out that quickly.

 

Arvin: Disappointing for sure, but we have so much action to look into. Richardson getting those jobs in on Sugar, and Marks with a huge brainbuster on Ghost! 

 

Bianca: Moon charges towards Richardson and Sugar, hits Richardson with a running brain chop! Chops to Sugar! Richardson up and Moon chops to Richardson! Spins around for a huge chop to Sugar, Richardson catches him in motion and elevating him all the way up as we're about to hit the hour mark on this rumble and Moon trying to kick at Richardson's head but HUGE ELEVATED POWERBOMB and the Prince has been sacked!

 

Moon is eliminated by Andre the Master Richardson (1)

 

Kendra: Glory Hogs with a brief celebration, Sugar Cooki tries to join in and they just beat her down as we get the countdown clock running, we're down to the last 10 for each fed-

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

'SASSSSSSSSY' JASSY enters at number 31 for DOC.

 

Arvin: And we saw that Jassy was part of that group that ultimately did Brian Storm in. 

 

Bianca: No stranger to betrayal, her former friend was in here earlier before Jassy made the choice of power over compassion.

 

 

Bryce Nice enters at number 31 for MAWL.

 

Arvin: I guess that is a fair counterbalance to be sure. Sassy and Nice.

 

Kendra: Wait, what's Zora doing here? She's not scheduled to fight today! 

 

The camera pans to Zora Luthor sitting in the front row in her suit. If you look closely you can see Norman Normal is also seated, but he blends in fairly well and is holding a soda.

 

 

Bianca: She's not dressed to fight, she's dressed to make a deal. 

 

Kendra: I wonder who the lucky sod is. Anyway Nice is in and 50 Cent Military Presses her right back out-WAIT NO! NORMAN NORMAL CATCHES HER! I THINK! It's hard to tell if that's Norman or not. I assume it is because of his involvement. Has he been there this whole time?

 

Arvin: Well, he puts her back on the apron and Deke immediately charges to headbutt her right back out! Norman catches her again! This time she rolls in enough to be away from the ropes. And she's in there throwing fists at 50, who's now been in this match over a half hour, making him I think the longest running person but current and in general.  Jassy with a knee combo to the midsection of Quinn, as Ghost gets Sangre up to take a huge spin. And a Brainbuster!

 

Kendra: Reports from the DOC crowd are that Ghost is a new fighter who gives pain more than he takes, but he seems to be showing up fairly well here. Richardson tries to throw Jassy away from his partner and is rewarded with a spear! 

 

Arvin: Miles and Saber try to end 50's night throwing him off the ropes, 50 rebounds but is met with a double flapjack! Jassy rakes the eyes of Red Ghost and Sugar low blows him! I should have guessed these two were going to find each other. Bryce Nice charges in on Sugar with a neckbreaker and Jassy runs, I knew this would be a short partnership and no she's coming back, step-up enziguiri by Jassy to Nice!

 

 Bianca: Sugar turns her attention elsewhere and locks up with Hunter Quinn, able to get him down and a spike piledriver! Simple brutality on display! Rebel Riot charges her with a dropkick, Sugar steps back and kick to the mid, spike piledriver to Riot! 

 

Kendra: 50 lights Saber up with a series of punches, staggering him back, ripcord lariat! Red Ghost comes up behind Bryce Nice, throwing some jabs her way. Saber and 50 hit each other with a series of hard rights, Xander ONE ARM SPINEBUSTER TO MAL SANGRE AND SANGRE IS OUTTA HERE!

 

Mal Sangre is eliminated by Xander Marks (1)

 

Arvin: 50 and Saber still trading blows, 50 gets a solid and speedy set of sinking punches to Saber's gut and an uppercut, here comes Jassy to punctuate it with a spin kick! Wait, here comes Saber to further punctuate it with a bionic elbow! And Richardson gets some quick fists at Rebel Riot, holds her up into Powerbomb position, WHOA LOOK AT THAT ELEVATION AND RIOT IS OUTTA HERE!

 

Kendra: Wait, Riot's feet are still up, she could be in this, and...where are you going Bianca?

 

Arvin: Bianca Diaz now walking over to Rebel Riot, and she's helping her up! Rebel dazed and accepting the help, realization setting in that this means her feet have now touched the ground, Bianca may have just assured Riot's elimination and they both look shocked about this! Wait, Bianca's...smiling? NO! Don't tell me! BIANCA HITS A BDE ON REBEL RIOT! ZORA'S OUT OF THE CROWD AND SHE AND BIANCA PICK REBEL UP AND DOUBLE BACK SUPLEX ONTO THE STEPS! NO!!

 

 

Kendra: Bianca Diaz has joined Zora Luthor! This is devastating! 

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Blood Drawn enters at number 32 for MAWL.

 

Bianca and Zora continue to stomp out Rebel Riot until they are led to the back. 

 

Kendra: This is now my new favorite to win. You've seen Blood Drawn in rumbles before and he absolutely devastates, so for him to have this good a number is going to be cause for serious concern for anyone in the ring. 

 

Arvin: And my guess is that the relevant compatriot is going to be a welcome guest for Jassy.

 

 

Bloodswan comes in at number 32 for DOC.

 

Kendra: You're getting good at calling these.

 

Arvin: The other half of the Dumpster Diving Diva Duo as they are now known after their part in Brian Storm's brutalization, is as graceful as she is deadly.

 

Kendra: Marks takes Soldat down with a half nelson suplex as the Blood pair survey the scene. Swan sees Jassy and oh they're excited now as they put boots to JSW. Throwing Saber off the ropes and a synchronized cartwheel leg lariat to meet him back! I have to admit that was pretty impressive. They turn their attention to Deke now as Jassy gives Swan a boost up to a flipping axe kick! 

 

Arvin: Soldat has Richardson in the corner and laying fists into him! JSW thinking better of going for the Harley Twins and grapples Quinn, Uranage!

 

Kendra: Wait, I thought you said he wasn't going for the Harley Twins.

 

Arvin: I meant like Quinn.

 

Kendra: He literally just did the Uranage to Quinn. 

 

Arvin: Like Harley Quinn. 

 

Kendra: I...whatever. Miles Max gets Richardson with a punch combo that sends him stuttering back, Jassy sees an opening and charges Richardson, Jassy goes for the spear and Richardson pulls down the ropes! Jassy spills on outta here! 

 

SASSSSSSSSY' JASSY is eliminated by Andre the Master Richardson (3)

 

Kendra: Quinn attempts to clothesline Sugar Cooki but Cooki back body drops him over the ropes! Quinn bumps the apron, one foot lands, whooooa he's dangling but he catches himself! Quinn walking around the apron looking for a point of entry. Blood Drawn with a devastating powerslam to Deke the Freak! Throws Bryce Nice off the ropes coming back and she eats a Blood Drawn boot! It gets her back to the ropes but she is able to stop her skid. 

 

Arvin: People looking to get some eliminations going, Richardson arm whips Saber out over the ropes, Saber grabbing hold of the top rope and getting himself back in, oh his foot hooks on the rope though and he belly flops. Rough landing.

 

Kendra: Quinn still looking for that point of entry but Miles Max and 50 Cent each wind up and dual loaded punch! Cutter's been cut!

 

Scrubcutter Hunter Quinn is eliminated by 50 Cent (5) and Miles Max (1) 

 

Arvin: I'm still reeling from Bianca's betrayal. Though I guess we saw the thought process play out in real time. Drawn takes the belly flop landing of Saber and deadlift dominator! Nice catching Sugar out with a powerslam!

 

Kendra: Yeah, and I feel bad for Colin, I don't know that he knows yet. I think I might stick around for Madness in case they need a desk replacement. Max looking to finish the pair of Hogs, Deke joins up with him and a stomach kick to Richardson! Double arm drag! Ride off back to DOC!

 

Andre the Master Richardson is eliminated by Miles Max (2) and Deke the Freak (3)

 

Arvin: It takes 30-50 Feral Hogs to beat Miles Max, unfortunately they only had 2. Deke turns his attention to Blood Drawn and headbutts him, which is getting hung on the wall of the pantheon of bad ideas. 

 

Kendra: And Cooki slaps Saber. Add that to the wall. Drawn and Saber with stereo chokeslams!

 

Arvin: Nice is looking to congratulate Miles Max on his eliminations, don't do it Max, it's a trap. Oh Miles...Ripcord Lariat by Bryce Nice! That's how they Handshake in Humboldt Kendra! I think I might join you for that sticking around. 

 

Kendra: Xander Marks eats a European Uppercut from Soldat, and he didn't even season it first. 

 

Arvin: Drawn headbutts Red Ghost and a Package Piledriver! Oof. And 50 is in thrown into the corner...oh I think I might have known who did this...heeeere comes Freaky Dekey! Bronco Buster! Gettin' Freaky! 50 Cent is not enjoying this one bit. 

 

Kendra: 50 sure is not and running sitout powerbomb to express his displeasure! That man is going on 33 and a half minutes now and still shows no sign of an issue. Oh, I finally get the Harley Quinn line! Like the Joker Harley Quinn not-

 

Arvin: There she is. And Blood Drawn hammer punches to Xander Marks and a spinning Discus Elbow! Cooki tries to capitalize but jawbreaker by Marks! Marks gets her in a sleeper hold! He's lifting her up! Around and around we go, it's lookin' like a Discomforter, and he discus throws in the Olympic sense Sugar out of this match!

 

Sugar Cooki is eliminated by Xander Marks (2)

 

Kendra: They're doing what they can to clear the space a bit, as 50 Cent stomps out Deke the Freak. Ghost rolls up on him and a dancing punch combo! Oh this is a real bad idea. 50 mean mugging him in response and Ghost is sprinting as we hit that countdown clock-

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Dibubu enters at number 33 for DOC.

 

Arvin: And here comes Dibubu.

 

Kendra: I'm having some trouble on this one. Is it Detective Dibubu? Is it Detective Bubu? Is it Detective Burberry Burberry? Your name is the greatest mystery of all, sir!

 

Arvin: I think he only solves crimes for six year olds who got hurt. Show me where dibubu is. 

 

Kendra: It was a cold night. But not past six because it's almost dinner. The air was thick with the scent of Capri Sun.

 

 

Goldberg enters at number 33 for MAWL.

 

Kendra: You can feel the energy of the crowd at a fever pitch, because GOOOLD BEEERG is in the house!

 

Arvin: Does this change your pick?

 

Kendra: Listen, the man's in great condition and I'm not really looking to get Jackhammered. But he had the last spot in the 2004 Rumble and didn't get the job done, and this is 21 years later and there's still 7 more people per show ahead of him. I'm just sayin', tempered expectations. 

 

Arvin: That's a fair assessment, I'd say. Soldat throwing 50 of the rope! Big Boot! Off another rope, Boot 2! Are we completing the Boot Camp Trifecta? YES SIR! And Xander Marks going for the gut punch on Red Ghost, ooh The Spot! Xander Marks the Spot! 

 

Kendra: Wait, X Marks, the Spot? Oi. Goldberg throwing fists and boots over in the corner to Miles Max. Dibubu jumping in and machine gunning some rib punches to Saber, rails him with a clubbing strike! Nice smacks Dibubu's fedora to get his attention, and a punch combo! Ghost tries to capitalize on Saber being down but misses the standing shooting star, Saber picks him up and brutalizes him with a powerslam! 

 

Arvin: Nice doesn't learn and tries to stomp out Ghost, Ghost rolls to his feet and a couple of quick jabs. Saber look out, Blood Drawn has him and BLOODLINE BREAKER TO JSABERW OUT OF THE RING...SABER KEEPS HIS FEET UP! Saber trying to inch himself over to the steps without dropping a foot and he gets it.

 

Kendra: At this point I'm almost wondering if people should throw their opponents face first. Or at least far enough that they won't be able to scoot or butt hop. These powerbombs are not doing it.

 

Arvin: Nice hits Bloodswan with a kick to the gut, and Blood Drawn hits Deke with a running sidewalk! I'd forgotten Deke was in this! That's an odd one to forget. Ghost looking to bother Blood Drawn again and eats a headbutt! And Goldberg ducks 50's punch to also headbutt him. Bloodswan hits a pirouette and turns it into a flipkick on Miles Max!

 

Kendra: Blood Drawn whips Dibubu into the turnbuckle but Dibubu reverses their space and gut punches Blood Drawn! Is he going to try to board him for the 10 punch? It looks like he's considering, but I think stalling too long, as Ghost hits a tornado DDT on Goldberg.

 

Arvin: Xander Marks charging Dibubu as he ponders, Dibubu jumps out of the way and Xander hits a dropkick on Blood Drawn, Dibubu clotheslines him out before he has a chance to land! 

 

Xander Marks is eliminated by Dibubu (1)

 

Kendra: Now Ghost tries to boot Dibubu out of the ring but Dibubu just looks at him, staring deep into his soul, and Ghost backs off. Blood Drawn uses this opportunity to charge a clothesline into Dibubu! Ghost backing up again, Drawn lifts him up with his left and spikes him down with his right!

 

Arvin: Saber trying to take advantage of Ghost being down but Soldat yanks him back and a Ripcord Chokeslam! Saber's been Drafted!  

 

Kendra: Deke and Nice throwing punches at each other, Dibubu comes over and the three start throwing fists!

 

Arvin: 50's got Bloodswan up in a Military Press! He's walkin' her to the ring, trying to throw her over NO SHE CATCHES HIM IN A HURRICANRANA AND 50 CENT IS OUT! 35 minutes and 37 seconds, the longest anyone has been in this, 50 should be proud of his debut but now it's over and his next step is looking to damage Diddy. 

 

50 Cent is eliminated by Bloodswan (1)

 

Kendra: Deke catches Dibubu with a jawbreaker! Nice follows it up with a stomach punch! Saber coming over to even out the MAWL double team and Chokeslams Nice over the ropes! But just to the apron and she rolls back in.

 

Arvin: The trick with Nice is to be on the opposite side of the ring from where Norman can run to her aid. Of course, I lost him in the crowd again. Here comes the countdown - 

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Wonderwolf enters at number 34 for MAWL.

 

Arvin: Wonderwolf has had a hard go of it as of late, with Ragnarrr ducking him and Question Mark Vraag dogging him. This seems like a good place to take out the frustration.

 

 

Scorpion enters at number 34 for MAWL.

 

Kendra: You look like a kid who just found no cheese in his burger.

 

Arvin: I guess I was expecting a Mortal Kombat thing, or a Spider-Man thing, not so much a Matrix Bret Hart.

 

Kendra: Yeah, it seems like Donna Matrix would again have been a better...(touches ear) Oh, I'm being told she's still suspended following that whole US Title debacle. Oh. Gotcha. Okay, but honestly I'd rather have Wonderwolf any day of the week. 

 

Arvin: True. Soldat slams Bloodswan down with Basic Training! And Wonderwolf hitting a great series of karate kicks on Scorpion, oh Scorpion answers back with a spinning heel kick! Deke the Freak jumps on the back of Scorpion but Scorpion runs him into the post! 

 

Kendra: Nice hits Ghost with a Hangman Neckbreaker! And she catches Miles Max out in an arm whip, oh that was a good landing by Max. Stopped the skid and looked cool doing it.

 

Arvin: Dibubu going for a powerslam on Red Ghost but Ghost reverses it into a Tornado DDT! See this is what I mean that I'm not convinced this guy is a rookie. Nice and Miles involved in a chop battle, Nice goes into a devastating backhand slap! Deke interjects and float over DDT to Bryce Nice! Goldberg running around just mowing everyone down.

 

Kendra: Wonderwolf gets a Death Valley Driver on Bloodswan! Wonderwolf's head is officially in the game, and that's gonna had a whole other layer of crazy.

 

Arvin: Soldat stops Goldberg's rampage with a boot! And Max hits a spinkick on Soldat to cut his rampage off at the pass! And Dibubu rocks Bloodswan out of the no...she's treating the rope like a barre and just stretching out! That's using your skill set wisely.

 

Kendra: Ghost gets Soldat with a three punch combo and it looks like Blood Drawn got the memo! Carries Bryce Nice over to the other side iof the ring and Bloooodlike Breeeaker on Nice to the outside!

 

Bryce Nice is eliminated by Blood Drawn (1)

 

Arvin: See that's how you gotta do it. Deke from the top rope, and hitting Ghost with a Diving Hurricanrana! 

 

Kendra: Wonderwolf punches Dibubu in the face and throws him off the ropes for an armdrag.

 

Arvin: Miles has Ghost locked up, and release powerslam but Ghost bounces off the rope and unintentional crossbody on Miles Max! That backfired pretty badly and Scorpion boots him out!

 

Miles Max is eliminated by Scorpion (1)

 

Kendra: Everyone's trying to clean house now, Soldat has Scorpion up and BASIC TRAINING TIME...LAUNCHES HIM OUT! WAIT! SCORPION...ONLY HAS ONE FOOT DOWN! SCORPION MANAGES TO LAND WITH HIS RIGHT FOOT ON HIS LEFT ANKLE YOGA STYLE!

 

Arvin: Let this be a lesson that yoga is amazing. 

 

Kendra: Scorpion hops up onto the apron, SPRINGBOARD BLOCKBUSTER TO BLOODSWAN! LEG LARIAT TO SOLDAT! AND We got a countdown clock.

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

The Wolverine enters at number 35 for DOC.

 

Arvin: See THIS Is what I'm talking about! Here comes the Wolverine! You get what you pay for. And I feel like that has to mean one thing...

 

 

Thor "The King of Kings" enters at number 35. 

 

Arvin: YES!!! IT'S A FRIEND FROM WORK!

 

Kendra: Ghost hits Saber with a dropkick, Saber staggering back and Ghost superkicks him. Deke giving Wolverine some significant face slaps, I don't think THAT'S a good idea because now you're just annoying him.

 

Arvin: Wolverine gives a quick but strenuous punch to Deke to back him off, turns around to give some stiff punches to Blood Drawn! Two absolute brutes slugging it out, you love to see it.

 

Kendra: Swan goes to armwhip Dibubu OH HE'S OVER THE ROPES BUT HE'S ON THE APRON. Keeps in!

 

Arvin: Wonderwolf arm draggin' Wolverine, he's gonna snap on someone fairly soon I can sense it. Thor hits Scorpion with some hammer fists, because some people like to be on the nose.

 

Kendra: Wonderwolf picking up now! Spin kick to Bloodswan! Spinning wheel kick to Blood Drawn! Spike piledrive to Blood Soldawn! Oh, I meet Soldat. 

 

Arvin: Swan with a solid chop to Wolverine, and if you've ever been the one who pulls the wrong block in the Jenga Tower you know what happens now...German Suplex! 2! 3! 4! 5! and yes, 6! 6 Claw Suplex! Snkt!

 

Kendra: He rolls up from that right into a Thunderstrike Lariat from Thor! Thor quickly gets away from Wolverine and tries to boot Goldberg out, Goldberg wraps himself on the rope like he's a yarn bomb.

 

Arvin: Saber hits Ghost with a fist but. Wonderwolf continuing his tour of brutality with a fisherman DDT on Scorpion, Ghost looks to hit Saber but Blood Drawn catches his fist! Ghost's terror is palpable and for good reason, BLOODLINE BREEEEAKER! Ghost busted!

 

Red Ghost is eliminated by Blood Drawn (2)

 

Kendra: Thor hits a strong Powerslam on Dibubu, and getting Dibubu up...we may be getting a Mjolnir's Wrath...wait, he's walking with him! Walks past Scorpion drilling Bloodswan with a brutal suplex, right to the edge of the world...MJOLNIR'S WRATH TO THE OUTSIDE! DIBYEBYE!

 

Dibubu is eliminated by Thor (1) 

 

Arvin: Soldat and Wonderwolf coming up on Blood Drawn... a Double Chokeslam to the outside! Wait! Only one foot is touching! Blood Drawn is still in this thing by some force of nature! Soldat and Wonderwolf throwing frantic fists at each other now and we come to the countdown...

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Rayne Beux enters at number 36 for MAWL. 

 

Kendra: One half of the Skylights ready for battle! The fans are popping!

 

 

Violeta enters at number 36 for DOC.

 

Kendra: Violeta and her partner Anastasia are connected with Lillian and Lillith Tevan, who just earlier put boots to the ZLI.

 

Arvin: Violeta comes right in and punches Scorpion, and Deke throwing fists to Drawn. No one seems to know that punching Blood Drawn is going to come back to bite you in all the ass. Wonderwolf locks the Jaws of Death on Thor! 

 

Kendra: Goldberg with brutal headbutts on Saber, Violeta throwing some quick and dirty chops across the chest of Rayne Beux and kicks Wonderwolf off Thor! Entangled Lock by Violeta! 

 

Arvin: Wolf vs Wolverine, speed and viciousness on both sides, ducking and weaving punches from each other, Wolverine off the ropes, Wolf jumps him and hurricanrana, Wolverine lands on his feet and belly to belly on Wolf, Wolf rolls and snap DDT!

 

Kendra: Goldberg takes Saber up and Spinebuster over the rope!

 

JSaberW is eliminated by Goldberg (1)

 

Arvin: Scorpion gets the Scorpion Deathlock on Freak! If this were a submission gauntlet everyone would be doing well here. Soldat and Blood Drawn throwing blows here. Goldberg gets involved and Drawn immediately clubs him.  

 

Kendra: Violeta gets a Judo Throw on Rayne and over the rope she goes! Violeta boots her out! Short night for Rayne!

 

Rayne Beux is eliminated by Violeta (1) 

 

Arvin: Swan shows such technique and finesse, a pirouette and jete, and Soldat seems to be laughing at her? He won't be laughing when he gets that flying knee! It's a Swan Song! She comes down RIGHT into Thor's arms for a spinning powerslam!

 

Kendra: Soldat meanwhile makes the mistake of scoffing Violeta and she picks him up, launches him out with a body slam!

 

Soldat is eliminated by Violeta (2)

 

Arvin: Wonderwolf with a spin kick to Scorpion! And he bounces back and a spinning suplex to Wonderwolf! Wolverine German Suplex and Wonderwolf to the outside but Wonder has his feet up and Hey there Wonderwolf! Right here on our table, taking a run back and clears the ground! Lands on the apron and grabs the rope to balance himself, and we have the countdown -

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Anastasia enters at number 37 for DOC.

 

Arvin: Here comes the other half of the devastating duo! I wonder if that means that the next person is-

 

 

Lazer enters at number 37 for MAWL.

 

Kendra: Yep! Here's Lazer! Rayne Beux had a rough go of it and a short night, let's see if Lazer does better.

 

Arvin: Violeta hits a kneebreaker on Deke. It's easy to miss someone, the ring is getting pretty packed. 

 

Kendra: Looks like Thor is trying to remedy that, throws Bloodswan off the ropes, Deke rolls up to join him, they back body drop Bloodswan out! She's had a good run.

 

Bloodswan is eliminated by Deke the Freak (4) and Thor (2)

 

Arvin: Lazer is fighting a handicap mini-match with Violeta and Anastasia, two front war, Anastasia and Violeta with stereo punches to Lazer, Anastasia holding Lazer, Violeta winds up with a punch and Lazer ducks! Violeta whangs Anastasia! And here comes Wolverine with a spear on Violeta! 

 

Kendra: Thor getting Hammer Punches on Anastasia, Violeta runs over and Shining Wizard to Thor! Goldberg and Scorpion in a headbutt battle. Blood Drawn hits Lazer with a Running Sidewalk Slam! Goldberg now off the ropes and elbow drop to Lazer! Wolverine off the ropes and headbutt drop to Lazer! And Thor around with a fist drop! Anastasia takes Lazer up and just whips her out of the match! Guess she's not going to have a much better time than her partner.

 

Arvin: Wolverine loading his punch, pops Thor! Thor throws the punch right back! Thor throws Wolverine off the rope, back around and spinning spinebuster. Wolverine hangman neckbreaker, and Thor back up drops Wolverine with a Spear! Wolverine to his feet and Violeta boots him over the ropes, but he tangles himself back in that rope and rotates himself back in with a discus clothesline to Goldberg!

 

Kendra: Blood Drawn gets Scorpion up in a Fireman's Carry....the Descent Cutter! Blood Drawn with a clothesline to Violeta, she gets up and right into a boot. Drawn tries for a lariat to Anastasia, NO! She reverses into an armwringer flip! And we go to countdown...

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Ace Anarchy enters at number 38 for MAWL.

 

Kendra: Ace Anarchy is back in! Took the fight earlier to Soldat, not getting a chance to duplicate that win as Soldat is out, but people are enamored with Anarchy and are hoping for a double dose of sweet victory from the Thunder from Down Under.

 

 

Earnest Youngman enters at number 38 for DOC.

 

Arvin: Hell of a draw for Youngman. Whether he can capitalize remains to be seen.

 

Kendra: Wolverine hits a Snap Suplex on Scorpion! Anarchy jumps over them to land a spin kick on Deke. Youngman clears both of them to dropkick Anastasia. Wolverine and Blood Drawn charging Youngman, but he rocks them both with a DDT! Wonderwolf with a standing corkscrew splash to Wolverine! 

 

Arvin: Goldberg gets Scorpion up with a scoop slam! And a second one for flavor. Anastasia getting her run in, Violeta with a front dropkick to Youngman, while Deke bites Thor in the nose. Anastasia springboards, 450 on Youngman! Violeta getting Anarchy in the Entangled Lock! Deke slides out under the ropes, looking for something under the mat, nope, wait, a pair of hand sunder the mat hands him what appears to be an uncooked frozen turkey. I can't. 

 

Kendra: Stranger things have happened. I think. Wolverine watching this all unfold, Thor wants to take the opportunity to get a distracted Wolverine out but Wolverine STILL has the wherewithal to back body drop him out of the match!

 

Thor is eliminated by Wolverine (1)

 

Arvin: Wolverine wasting no time going to his next target, Youngman is the first one present and the parade of German Suplexes! 6 Claw! And we finally know what Deke wants to do with that turkey, he comes off the top ropes and hammers Anarchy with the NO! Anarchy kicks the turkey back into the face of Deke! Anarchy throws Deke up, DOWN WITH THE SYSTEM! DEKE'S HEAD BOUNCES ONTO THAT TURKEY! 

 

Kendra: And Anarchy picks up that turkey now and slams it in the face of Blood Drawn! Blood Drawn a little dizzy, Anastasia with a jump kick to stagger Drawn further! 

 

Arvin: Wonderwolf has Youngman up on his shoulders and Death Valley Driver...YOUNGMAN OUT!

 

Ernest Youngman is eliminated by Wonderwolf (1)

 

Kendra: The exhaustion is evident, but Anastasia trying to pick Blood Drawn up, she's starting the lift! Violeta helps her partner to lift Blood Drawn up...are they going for the...WAIT DEKE THE FREAK UP TO THE TURNBUCKLE AND DOOMSDAY CANNONBALL! 

 

Arvin: Anastasia and Violeta high fiving each other as the countdown clock starts, and deservedly so.

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!

 

 

Pitta Power enters at number 39 for DOC.

 

Kendra: What's his power?

 

Arvin: Pitta. What that is, couldn't tell ya.

 

 

Tank Vanguard enters at number 39 for MAWL.

 

Arvin: A prime position for this punishing powerhouse. 

 

Kendra: Anastasia with a 450 Splash to Deke! Tank clothesline to Goldberg! Pitta body splash to Wolverine! Violeta punch to Tank! Violeta Punch to Wolverine! It's just chaos in there. Anarchy runs up with the dropkick on Goldberg, he staggers but easily keeps to his feet, Violeta trying to get a splash to him and OH NO JAAAACKHAMMER! 

 

Arvin: Anarchy throwing a quick serkes of punches on Blood Drawn, getting him over the ropes, STATE OF DECAY! Blood Drawn is downed! 

 

Blood Drawn is eliminated by Ace Anarchy (1)

 

Kendra: Pitta with a Samoan Drop on Goldberg! Pitta off the ropes and a splash to Goldberg! Tank with a brutal sitout spinebuster to Wonderwolf! And Scorpion throwing the fists at Wolverine. It countinues to be an absolute crowded mess in there but only a few more people coming to play.

 

Arvin: Goldberg getting Deke up, stalling, stalling and Jackhammer! Deke right now the longest competitor in the ring, north of 20 minutes, but looking absolutely brutalized right now. Scorpion getting sandwiched between the jump kicks of Violeta and Anastasia, staggering a bit, Ana and Vio off the ropes to do it again and Scorpion moves, they hit each other! Scorpion picks Violeta up and a Patella Brainbuster!! Wolverine getting Pitta to stagger, and Tank taking him off his feet. Wolverine and Scorpion seem to have the same idea and charge for Anarchy, both hit Anarchy over the ropes with a clotheline but he is able to remain on the apron.

 

Kendra: Goldberg picks Pitta up to his feet, a bit of strain on his face, can he do it YES HE CAN GOLDBERG GETS PITTA UP! JAAAACKHAMMER! Unbelievable the strength of Goldberg!

 

Arvin: Wonderwolf off the ropes, clears Goldberg and moonsaults on to Pitta! Wolverine and Scorpion are keeping their alliance going and turning their attention to Tank, throwing punches to either side of him, Pitta is up to his feet though and boot to Scorpion! Boot to Wolvie! Front slam to Wonderwolf! And Violeta gets Wonderwolf in the Entangled Lock as that countdown clock goes...

 

10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!