FENWAY PARK
BOSTON, MASSACHUSETTS
MARCH 22, 2025
Fireworks go off as the crowd goes absolutely bonkers. The theme song "Swarming of the Bees" by Louis XIV blasts through the arena.
Colin: WELCOME WELCOME WELCOME!! We are here in the House that Babe Built, the field of the Red Sox itself, Fenway Park, here for SPRIIIIIING STIIIIING! I'm Colin McRae, here with my colleagues Kendra Mavis and Arvin Wallace-Jones, and we are in for a Slobberknocker of an Event, even without the typical Spring Fling.
Kendra: Absolutely, Colin. If you think about it, the event that would have been is only 4 people fewer and spread over 3 days, as 36 competitors tried to make their case and now 6 people will compete in our co-main event, the Honeycomb Match, where they will try to gain that guaranteed contract at Fallout in September. 6 absolute titan of our industry.
Colin: Well 5, and Bianca Diaz.
Arvin: You yourself called her an icon in the business.. That doesn't change just because she does something you don't like.
Colin: People tarnish their legacies with their actions, it happens all the time. I mean look at Pete Rose.
Kendra: On people with tarnished legacies, Maki Itoh...oh I guess it's "Kiki Kruel" now...wormed her way into a title match and then absolutely devastated Ash Greaves with brass knuckles. A truly heinous act. Luckily Greaves is okay and they're back with their wonderful voice tonight.
Arvin: "Wormed" nothing, Elisa Mae our acting General Manager gave a shot at a title match to 11 individuals and Kiki was the only one of those competitors who was able to take advantage of that.
Colin: It's not even the most despicable thing that we're going to see the results of today.
Kendra: You can take your pick. You can look to Balor Wolfe throwing a tantrum and putting CN Starz out of action. You can look to Charlotte putting Irving Barth out of action. You can look to Sanity In Ring being betrayed by their own manager.
Arvin: Or, some would say, you can take a look at our first matchup of tonight.
Ash receives a standing ovation as they enter the ring for the first time.
Colin: You love to see it.
Ash: The following contest is a Last Man Standing Match! The only way to win is to keep your opponent down for the 10 count!
The arena lights dim as "The Comeback Kid" P Diddy emerges from the smoky entrance, his fur-lined cape billowing behind him. The MAWL logo flashes on the giant screens, and the crowd goes wild as his theme music, "All About the Benjamins," blasts through the speakers.
Ash: First! From New York City, weighing in at 220 pounds, he is the Comeback Kid, P. Diddy Sean Combs!
50 Cent "I Get Money" plays over the speakers as the Titantron shows Money Signs. Green and Gold pyro goes off and 50 comes out, holding his chains out and shouting to the roaring approval of the fan base.
50 walks with intention down the ring, pointing to his opponents and Diddy in particular, and intermittently beating his chest as many in the crowd sing along to the theme.
Ash: From Houston, Texas, weighing in at 215 pounds, 50 CENT!
Colin: These two have been feuding a month and a day, 50 Cent made his mark when he drove Diddy's drizzle into a lake. And it's been nonstop between these two since, though next week 50 has a chance to get a shot at the big belt and may finally be able to get himself away from Diddy.
The bell rings!
Kendra: The first blood is on the hands of 50 as he throws a huge punch combo to Diddy. Diddy backed into a corner, 50 throws some stomps, tossing Diddy into the turnbuckle across the way and a running hip attack! Diddy already crumpling in the corner and 50 stomping him out.
Colin: 50's offense is frenetic and aggressive and Diddy I don't think was prepared for this.
Arvin: Diddy's playing it cool and waiting for his moment to strike. Let Fiddy tire himself out first.
Kendra: Well, he's gonna have a long wait, 50 Cent driving his fists into the top of Diddy's head and backing up for a big boot and OH! Diddy rolls out of the way and 50 meets the post.
Arvin: See? Told you.
Colin: Diddy on the apron, coating his hand in that nastiness and DIDDY PUNCH TO 50! Diddy scales the turnbuckle and squeezing his bottle on 50! Here comes the Moonsault! Solidly landed!
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Kendra: 50 up to his feet and charging Diddy back into the corner with crashing fists to the midsection. Pulls Diddy out of the corner and a huge Samoan Drop. 50 going up to the top rope and coming down for the leg drop! Diddy struggling to his feet before the count can begin in earnest.
Arvin: Sprays a bit of that oil on the ground and I don't think 50 sees it, that's the benefit of seeing the world from down here, Diddy goads him and 50's not dumb, but he is brash and comes charging, oooh takes a slip! And Diddy catches him with the elbow to the back of the head.
Colin: Up to the top rope, Diddy coming down with he calls the Dripping Diamond Drop but let's be real it's a Diamond Cutter.
Arvin: An RKO is a Diamond Cutter. What's your point? He makes it his own.
Kendra: He cops someone's move and puts a tiny bit of his drizzle on it. It's as true of his music career as it is his ring career but to your point, it is mighty effective and 50 is down!
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Colin: 50 gets to his feet and Diddy you can tell is frustrated. Diddy throwing some knees to 50's midsection, throws 50 across the ropes coming to catch him back into a Benjamin B-NO! 50 slides down and it's a neckbreaker! 50 stomping Diddy out, deadlift into a Military Press!
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Kendra: Diddy gets himself up and takes a run to the ropes...squirt bottle at the ready and he catches the ropes, Diddy Dive! Devastates 50 Cent with the running clothesline!
Arvin: And that is how you get the job done.
Colin: Well the risk with a clothesline is sometimes your opponent lands with enough momentum to spring back up and that's exactly what happens here as 50 bounces right back up and hits Diddy with a clothesline of his own! Diddy rebounds and the No Limit Neckbreaker!
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Kendra: 50 up at 3! To his feet and clotheslines Diddy to the outside! Beating his chest a bit and the crowd is to their feet, 50 comes from the ropes and SUICIDE DIVING HEADBUTT! They're both down now!
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Arvin: Diddy is getting up! Diddy to his feet!
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Colin: This could be it.
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Kendra: 50 IS UP! 50 gets to his feet and has his chain! 50 with a loaded punch with the chain!
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Colin: And that's all WAIT DIDDY IS UP! Diddy squirts the Drizzle in the eyes of 50 and No Limit Neckbreaker WAIT 50 ROTATES IT IN THE OTHER DIRECTION! Neckbreaker in the other direction! 50 picks Diddy up and it's time for the LAAAAST RIIIIIDE! Right onto the steps!!!
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50 Cent wins by 10-Count!
Ash: Here is your winner, 50 Cent!!
Kendra: It's a big start to a big night, and I'm not convinced that Diddy was ready for that jelly.
Colin: Well we've got some local Boston celebrities who seem pretty thrilled that Diddy got dunked.
Kendra: MAWL has certainly been a welcoming home for celebrities, and these local legends are catching all the action.
Colin: MAWL extends a welcome to Mindy Kaling, Home Economics star Caitlin McGee, the irreplacable Jennifer Coolidge, and no Boston event is complete without Affleck and Damon.
Arvin: And we keep the night going with a hometown hero.
Colin: I don't know that I'd call this man a hero, but he's certainly home.
Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
"Cake by the Ocean" plays as the lights turn pick with sparkles that look like sprinkles scatter around the ring. Sprinkl walks out fist-pumping to boos.
Ash: First! From right here in Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 212 pounds, the Donut Daddy, SPRINKL!
Kendra: I think his own mother may be booing him!
Razi Shah comes charging out to cheers.
Ash: And his opponent! From Ray, Iran, The Ray of Sunshine, Reckless Razi Shah!!!
The bell rings!
Kendra: Shah traps Sprinkl in the corner and hammer fists, she's going crazy in the corner! Running across the ropes and a clothesline into the corner! The crowd is eating up Shah's energy, and she reciprocates the love she's given.
Arvin: Hometown crowd with no respect.
Colin: Respect is earned, Arvin, and Sprinkl hasn't. Shah is looking to wrap this up quick, throws Sprinkl off the ropes and Discus Superkick! Sprinkl Gets Wrecked! Up to the top rope, looks like she's going to get the 630 prepped and WHAT?
Kendra: Kalpana pushes her right off the turnbuckle! Kalpana gets herself involved in Razi's business again!
Colin: And Sprinkl takes the fall to get her in a roll-up pin-
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Sprinkl wins by Pinfall!
Ash: Here is your winner, SPRINKL!
Arvin: Now will the hometown crowd give him some love? Now that he's won?
Colin: He didn't earn that win and you know it.
Kendra: We can argue about this all day, but the crowd came to see some fights.
The crowd cheers in agreement.
Colin: The End Begins struggled mightily through yesterday and were broken down at the hands of Daniel following Daniel's absolute devastation which means that they are going to have to be replaced in the 6-person tag. Omega was meant to fight Solemn Guardian but that match was passed off to Bowen Baneclaw and-
The crowd pops loud.
Kendra: Looks like he's here after all and he's got his fightin' pants on.
Omega: BOSTON.
The crowd pops.
Omega: DANIEL. YOUR RECKONING WILL COME.
The crowd pops again.
Omega: I DO NOT MAKE EXCUSES. I DO NOT ACCEPT EXCUSES. AND I DO NOT MISS FIGHTS.
Loud explosion of cheers.
Omega: I AM NOT HERE TO RECLAIM MY MATCH.
Arvin: Really? Cause it kinda seems like you're stepping back into-
Colin: Shh. The Omega one is speaking.
Omega: BOWEN BANECLAW IS AS DESERVING A COMPETITOR AS I. SOLEMN GUARDIAN IS AS DESERVING A COMPETITOR AS I. I AM HERE FOR ALL OF US TO CONVERGE IN A GLORIOUS CONTEST OF BATTLES AND WILLS, AND HERALD THE BEGINNING...
OF YOUR ENDS. BRING ON THE TWO FELLOW COMPETITORS! I HAVE DECREED!
Plumes of fire shoot up diagonally at his decree, forming an X of fire behind him.
Ash: The following contest is a triple threat match and it is scheduled for one fall! Already in the ring, from the Endtimes, weighing in at 355 pounds, he is OMEEEEEEEEGA! X!
Arvin: Oh, he's decreed, has he? Well then. If it's a decree.
Kendra: You're looking to face the Protocol if you don't simmer down.
Colin: Please don't piss off Omega, Arvin, I don't want to see you spinebustered through a table.
Arvin: Aw you do care.
Colin: We need these tables to last at least most of the event.
Music hit as Bowen comes through the curtains, he stands just 2 steps in front of the curtains hands clasped at his waist head down.
He stands just 2 steps in front of the curtains hands clasped at his waist head down. Till the words kick in raises head makes way down to ringside with a slow methodical walk as Survival of The Fittest blasts.
Ash: And his opponent! From Queens, New York, weighing in at 240 pounds, BOOOOWEN BAAAANECLAW!
Once at the ring Bowen climbs the steps makes his way to the center of the apron turns to face the crowd throws a hand in the air before entering the ring. Makes way to other side of the ring and again throws a hand in the air. Then removes hoodie and chain and puts it in his corner.
Black smoke covers the front view. No one is there? The crowd hums for a few seconds-
Colin: And Solemn Guardian has not made it to the entrance as-
Kendra: I wouldn't quite say that, Colin.
The Solemn Guardian stands on the rafters. Carrying a tome like a bible almost symbolizing what is to come.. Ominous bells and ringing with the hiss of snakes the cawwing of ravens and soft chanting can be heard during this.
Ash: And! From Huntington, West Virginia, weighing in at 165 pounds, he is The Solemn Guardian!
The Solemn Guardian makes his way slowly down a crane, black and purple smoke surrounding the enclosure making it seem almost as if he is descending.
Arvin: THAT is how you make an entrance at a Pay Per View.
Kendra: The arena gets 6 degrees colder whenever Guardian is near.
Colin: He's been a very make-quick-work kind of fighter, most recently dispatching of Moon and Gozu with a quickness, he's turning his attentions now elsewhere for the time, let's see if he can keep that momentum going.
Guardian enters the ring. The bell rings.
Kendra: Now that doesn't bode that well for Baneclaw as Spears also made quick work of him, but hopefully he's taken the time between yesterday and today to get his head in the game.
Colin: He seems like one of those people that doesn't fall twice, and he's starting by locking up with Guardian. Looks like he learned not to leave Guardian unattended, and brings him to the ground with a DDT. And scoops up Guardian, scoop slam! Going to work on the right knee now and Omega seeing fit to stand back a bit and let Baneclaw take the lead on Guardian.
Kendra: He said he doesn't miss match, doesn't mean he has to be super active in said match, as he's nursing his arm and back a bit.
Arvin: Why be here if you're not going to participate?
Colin: I'm going to guess that he's just looking for his moment. Bowen continues to work on the legs of Guardian, and a Leg DDT! Kicking at the right leg and trying to keep Guardian off his feet, ankle lock by Bowen and Guardian pushing to the ropes to try to get himself out of this predicament, pushes Bowen back with a kick from his free foot!
Kendra: Guardian to his feet, off the ropes with a forearm smash and Omega from a diagonal rope with a Spear! That's an angle they're not used to, and good use of the new setup by Omega! Omega picks Guardian up and a rollicking spinebuster, Bowen hops over Guardian to catch Omega with a forearm! Omega startles back and Bowen with some quick fists to Omega OH HE SCOOP SLAMS OMEGA ON TOP OF GUARDIAN!
Arvin: Solemn Guardian is having a bad day, that's for sure. Omega tries to parlay this into a pin on Guardian but Bowen pulls him off and GUARDIAN POSSUM PIN TO BOWEN!
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Kendra: Bowen kicks off and taking Guardian across the way, Guardian comes back, ducks the clothesline and a jumping double axe handle to Bowen! Off the ropes and an axe kick! Turn around GUARDIAN NOT THAT WAY RUNNING BOOT FROM OMEGA TO THE SIDE OF GUARDIAN'S HEAD! POSITIVELY RINGS HIS BELL! Bowen clotheslines Omega out of the ring!
Colin: And Guardian uses this opportunity, springs up and HOLY PRECIPICE!
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Colin: NO! Omega pulls Guardian outside and football tackle into the barricade! Look out behind you BOWEN WITH HIS CHAIN! Right across the back of Omega! Bowen positively lashing him with it! Guardian up against the barricade and BOWEN WITH A BOXING COMBO TO THE MIDSECTION OF SOLEMN GUARDIAN!
Arvin: Turning your back for even a minute is a dangerous game to play and Omega boots both Bowen and BGuardian over the barricade!
Kendra: Omega up on the barricade and a jumping mushroom stomp that sandwiches Bowen over Guardian! Thesz Press on both of them, I guess you can call that a Thesz Panini Press? Fists to both Guardian and Bowen!
Colin: Bowen propels Omega off him back over the barricade! Guardian propels Bowen back over the barricade! Bowen looking around for something, Guardian trying to jump the barricade and Bowen with a bat right to the back of Guardian's knee! Guardian falls back over the barricade back first...wait, his legs are dangling over the barricade and Bowen tomahawks them with the bat! Simply damaging the legs of Solemn Guardian! Bowen grabs a chair and he wraps it around Guardian's leg! Oh my God!
Kendra: Running boot to the chair! Guardian winces in pain! Another running boot to the chair! Guardian lets out a scream now! And Omega back to his feet, SLAMS BOWEN'S HEAD INTO THE CHAIR! 2 FOR 1 DEAL AT THE PAIN PALACE!
Arvin: Omega launches Bowen back into the ring, Spinebuster to Guardian over the barricade! Guardian may be rendered a non-factor in this match! Omega into the ring and caught by Bowen into a powerslam!
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Colin: Omega kicks out, Bowen begins the kicking of Omega's legs now, just stomping on the knee area, Omega sweeps Bowen's leg and Bowen hits the mat! Omega takes a run and a resonating leg drop! Wait, I think Guardian may be stirring! The fans are getting riled up! Guardian gets to his feet... I'm getting Undertaker vibes from him!
Kendra: Slight hobble but he makes his way to the ring, Omega telling him to come on already, Omega seems pretty ready to put this one to bed, Guardian to the apron and Omega tries to fisherman suplex him into the ring NO THE REVERSAL AND A STIN-NO! OMEGA PUSHES HIM ACROSS THE WAY HE COMES BACK DUCKING THE BIG BOOT BACK AROUND AND RATTLES OMEGA WITH THE RECKONING CLOTHESLINE! THIS COULD BE OH MY GOD BOWEN LOCKS IN THE SHARPSHOOTER! THIS COULD BE OMEGA WITH THE HIDDEN BLADE TO BOWEN! The crowd is on its feet and IS THAT DANIEL? CERTAINLY SOMEONE IN HIS MASK AND OMEGA TELLING HIM TO COME ON BRING IT, TURN AROUND OMEGA HOLY PRECIPICE!
Arvin: The Masked Man may have just cost Omega the match, Guardian goes for the pin, this could be it-
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Colin: BOWEN PULLS GUARDIAN OFF! BOWEN PULLS GUARDIAN OFF! SHARPSHOOTER!!! GUARDIAN TAPS!!!!
Bowen Baneclaw wins by Submission!
Ash: Here is your winner! BOOOOOOWEN BAAAAANECLAW!
Kendra: And Bowen Baneclaw gets the win when it counts! Yeah baby!
*Kelly, Krissy, Kylie, Kavi, and Kacy strut onto the apron, smug as though they already won*
Kelly: Oh dear, sweet, stupid, Summer children. There is no peace. There is no path to victory. I mean, let's be real here, right? Who do you have that can take on these absolute legends standing before you? We beat Goldberg. We beat Maki Itoh and then we recruited Maki Itoh. It's almost embarrassing for us to even be fighting the green team here. Let's be real. You already had no chance when it was 5 on 5. And now it's, what, 5 on 4?
Kamry Kruel, the former Rayne Beux walks out.
Kamry: 6 on 4. And Lazer, you know in your heart of hearts that I was always the superior one on our team and you were the one desperate to keep up. You are nothing without me, hell you were nothing with me, I carried us to what victories we did have, but it was time for me to grow up and put away the Lisa Frank bullshit and get that money. They say never meet your idols, but I've got mine standing by my side and you've got a woman who rarely shows up, a woman hired as food for Rade-
Krissy: and Captain Spacetwit.
Kylie: The fact is, the Fan-Drastic 4 is completely outgunned,
Kavi: outsmarted,
Krissy: and outplayed.
Kavi: We wouldn't blame you for canceling our match and avoiding the utter humiliation coming your way.
Kacy: If you really wanna be heroes and come at us alone, we have no problem digging four holes to bury you in.
Kylie: And we'll smile doing it.
As "The Pretenders" blare through the stadium, the crowd erupts in excitement. The lights above flash green and gold, creating a vibrant spectacle.
Kendra: (shouting over the noise) It's him! The nicest man on the block—Tyler Hayes!
Arvin: (grinning) That’s right! Just last week, Tyler teamed up with Pen Gwen to take down Cassandra Crash and Rod Crane—out of nowhere!
At the top of the crowd, Tyler stands, holding a boot filled with beer. He raises it high, and with a grin, passes the boot to a fan in the front row.
Arvin: (squinting) Wait, is he really...?
Tyler gestures to the fan with a playful look, signaling him not to drink from the boot.
Arvin: (relieved) Phew! That was a close one.
Tyler: (laughing) Hey, hey! Girls, girls... Why can’t we just be mates? You know, where I’m from, everyone’s your mate. I look at you all down there, and I think—yeah, we could share a shoey or two one day!
The crowd boos in good fun.
Tyler: (mocking disappointment) Yeah, I get it! I laugh too. But listen—let’s make this interesting. How about we go for a 2-for-2 challenge? I could take Rayne—or Kamry—whoever you are, mate! I know I could give you a fight. In the end, it doesn’t matter, as long as I get to have a drink, right?
Tyler gestures to the fan, asking for his boot back. He pours his drink into it and passes it to the fan.
Kendra: (in disbelief) Arvin, I think you might've spoken too soon!
Tyler removes his other boot, pours another beer into it, and with a smirk, both he and the fan down their respective boots.
Tyler then makes his way through the crowd, heading toward the ring. He stops just before jumping the barrier, signing an autograph for a young child in the front row. With a smile, he removes his headphones and hands them to the child, ruffling their hair.
Kendra: (shocked) Is this really happening? Is Tyler jumping into another match—no notice at all?
Arvin: (laughing) It looks like it, Kendra! This guy's a wild card. I’m more jealous than anything, though—those Hayes headphones? I need those in my life!
Ash: The following contest is an elimination tag match! Already in the ring, the team of Kruel! And their opponents! First, from Adelaide, Australia, weighing in at 220 pounds, the Nicest Man in the World, TYLER HAYES!
Lighting: The arena is bathed in warm golden and red lights, colors that symbolize strength, passion, and Mexican pride. As the song builds, flickers of green, white, and red (the colors of the Mexican flag) pulse across the arena, giving the entrance a nationalistic touch while highlighting his connection to his roots.
Smoke & Fog: As the music picks up, a thick fog fills the entrance ramp. Through the haze, El Cerrador emerges.
Ash: His partners! From Tepito, Mexico, weighing in at 245 pounds, EL CERRRRRRRADOR!
His silhouette is now visible—tall, powerful, and purposeful.
Red fireworks shoot out from the jumbotron as fireworks continue to cascade down the walkway, a final large red firework goes off and Charlotte appears within the smoke.
Ash: From Outer Space, CHAAAARLOOOTE REEEEEALTA!
As she bursts out of the gate, she finishes taping down her fists forearm length. When she is done, she stops and throws a haymaker forward, and two pyros explode. She takes her time, touching hands with fans.
Ash: From Los Angeles, California, VIOLET!
With the drum rhythm, rotating columns of all of the colors of the rainbow surround the stage to a huge pop.
Kendra: The audience is losing their shit! Kamry is losing her shit as well but for different reasons!
UV and Lazer run out clapping in time.
UV and Lazer run down high-fiving the crowd.
Ash: AND, the tag team of UV and Lazer, the NEW SKYLIGHTS!
UV and Kamry start.
Colin: Kamry is starting with the man who replaced her, and she is clearly not here for it.
Kendra: She shouldn't have turned on her then, you think people are just going to sit and mope about their life?
Arvin: Well, it's a downgrade, a considerable one. Like the New Midnight Express. Kamry with a quick series of fists, throws UV across the ropes and hair-pull mat slam! Raking the eyes and on his back for a cross-face! UV struggling to the ropes, reaching for a tag but Kamry pulls him back, yeah! Get it Kamry!
Colin: And Lazer in with a boot to the face of Kamry, and the hold is broken. Kamry throws UV off the ropes, UV coming back around, he ducks a leg lariat and springboard dropkick to Kamry! He holds out his hand and tags in Lazer, double suplex!
Kendra: The former team squaring off against each other now, Kamry with stiff punches to the face of Lazer, Lazer takes the arm and wrenches it back into a solid armbar. Putting pressure on Kamry's arm, Kamry springboards her legs off the ropes and a flipping armdrag to Lazer! Lazer up to her feet, low dropkick by Kamry takes her back down! Kamry is bending her backwards with that take on the Dragon Sleeper!
Arvin: This is what Lazer could have had working with her.
Kendra: She did, until Rayne turned on her.
Arvin: But this, this is a whole glow up for the former Rayne Beux and you can tell she's having fun, just gleefully locking that excruciating hold in and has her at an angle which the human body is not meant to bend.
Kendra: Lazer, trying to elbow her into the gut, break the hold, Kamry just pulling her own body back and out of range of Lazer's elbows. Lazer fighting to regain control of her legs, she fights up and flips back into a form of Salida Del Sol!
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Colin: And Kamry shoulder up, Lazer doesn't seem that stressed about it, it looks like breaking out of the hold was more important than anything there, standing dropkick to Kamry and taking a run diagonally, gets the boot from the 45 angle to the face of Kamry. Tag in to Charlotte Realta! Charlotte charging full speed and knee smash to Kamry! Devastating clubs to the back of Kamry's head and a T-Bone DDT! She's on top and unloading rights into the face of Kamry!
Kendra: Krissy over the ropes with a leg drop and Charlotte gets taken off her game. Kamry to her feet and double team throwing Charlotte off the ropes, Charlotte comes back around and jumping double clothesline! She lets out a banshee scream and stomping Kamry in the face! Stomping Krissy in the face! Lifts Krissy up by the back of her shirt and tosses her through the middle rope!
Arvin: And Kamry with a poison rana from behind! 6 on 6 match means you truly can't take your eyes off any direction, and it's even worse from a six-sided ring. The difference here though is that Kruel is a fully functioning unit and the other team is a scrappy band of ne'er-do-wins.
Kendra: You can see that unity in the ring, the team with a full synchronized spear brigade and taking the entirety of Charlotte's team off the apron! oh, this...this is dangerous. Kruel each take a corner, they're swarming Charlotte, all of them charging HOLY HELL AND A 6-SIDED BOOT TO THE HEAD OF CHARLOTTE! She's getting full stomped out and here comes the cavalry! VIOLET IN WITH A CHAIR SHOT TO KRISSY! A CHAIR SHOT TO KELLY! KYLIE GETS ONE! KAVI AND KACY peace out of the ring and Kamry takes a body slam from Violet! Violet gets Charlotte up and tosses her off the ropes, Charlotte coming back around and Violet creates a ramp from the chair CHARLOTTE RUNS UP IT AND A LEAPING HEADBUTT TO KAMRY! Going for a pin-
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Colin: Kamry kicks. Violet back to the outside and Charlotte tags her in. Charlotte nods to the ropes and this time Violet takes the run, Charlotte gives her a human ramp and Violet springs off the back of Charlotte, Kamry runs and kicks Charlotte in the gut but CORKSCREW MOONSAULT TO KAMRY BY VIOLET! They're looking pretty team-like to me, Arvin!
Kendra: Violet going for the pin to Kamry-
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Arvin: Kamry kicks! Heart of a warrior! Kamry takes Violet to task with some mid kicks, whips her into the turnbuckle and choking her out with her foot. Kamry tags in Kelly! Kelly and Kamry stomping out Violet in the corner, the feet flying fast and furious. Violet with a punch to Kamry! A punch to Kelly! She's alternating quick fists to get them to back off her and tosses Kamry out of the ring!
Colin: Kelly Kruel boots her head back into the turnbuckle! Kelly with a face wash to Violet, oh this is just brutal. Kelly loading back again and OH! BOOT FROM THE APRON BY EL CERRADOR! Violet charging and a huge running forearm shot by Violet! Kelly crumples, Violet with a springboard moonsault! Going for the pin-
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Arvin: Kelly kicks and haven't been able to notch an elimination on either side. Violet tags in Tyler and Tyler going for a headlock on Kelly Kruel, an arm-trapped one even! Kelly Kruel trying to fight it, heads to the rope but she's in the corner of the enemy and Violet stomps her hand away from the rope!
Colin: You gotta admit that's a pretty solid strategy to keep Kelly from that relief. But here comes Krissy Kruel with an elbow drop to the back of Tyler. Tyler is pushed to release the hold but his resolve is unwavering, and he hits an armdrag on Kelly, locks in that armbar.
Kendra: I would have waited until Krissy was out of the ring...Krissy charges but Tyler ducks as he solidifies that hold and to the outside Krissy goes! A few punches by Kelly to get him to release the hold, Tyler lets go and Kelly off the ropes, looking for a K2 but nobody home! Tyler takes the moment to get a high angle Boston Crab in! OH! Kylie cracks him with a superkick! Tyler rolls out of the way and tags in El Cerrrrrador!
Colin: Cerrador whips Kelly Kruel off the ropes, catches her out in a neckbreaker! Parlaying the neckbreaker into an arm-trapped crossface! Kelly fighting to get to the ropes and Cerrador pulls her back and she is looking pretty rough right now, Kelly would benefit from getting a tag.
Kendra: Not for lack of trying. Tyler and Cerrador have been successful in keeping her from the ropes, but haven't gotten her to tap yet. We don't have any eliminations yet either, not for lack of trying.
Arvin: Cerrador looks to be getting the first elimination now, NO! Kavi rescues Kelly, throws Cerrador off the ropes and spinebuster! Kelly takes the moment and tags in Kylie!
Colin: Kylie's first act in this match is to throw Cerrador into a neutral corner and choke him out! Just a blatant disrespect to the fans and to El Cerrador flipping them off as she stops Cerrador in the corner. Armwhip to a corner across the ring, cartwheels across the ring into a Bronco Buster! She's bucking the Bronco with El Cerrador and Cerrador responds with a sit-out powerbomb!
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Kendra: Kylie shoulders up, throws Cerrador across the ropes and high kick to the head! Cerrador up, Kylie goes for the Superkick NO CERRADOR REVERSES INTO A HIGH ANGLE ANKLE LOCK BUT KYLIE WITH AN ENZIGUIRI! Kylie gets Cerrador into her corner, coming for a running splash NO CERRADOR MOVES AND A VICTORY ROLL!
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Arvin: Kylie reverses it to a headlock and into the Crossface NO CERRADOR INTO A SCHOOLBOY PIN!
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Kylie Kruel is eliminated by El Cerrador!
Colin: Kylie Kruel falls victim to a reversal of a pin and Team Charlotte Realta draws first blood!
Kacy Kruel enters the match.
Kendra: Kacy in now, Cerrador tags Charlotte and Charlotte with a Chop Breaker to Kacy. Charlotte locks in an STF but Kacy gets to the ropes and CHARLOTTE REALTA WITH A SERIES OF HEADBUTTS TO KACY! THIS WOMAN IS PSYCHOTIC! Pulling Kacy's hair back and BLISTERING her with more headbutts! Kacy manages to get some control with a knee to the midsection! Whips Charlotte out of the ring! Kacy tags Kavi in! Charlotte has a chair!!
Arvin: Everything's legal, and she jumps into the ring with a chair, clears the ropes and springboard chair shot to Kavi Kruel! Charlotte gets Kruel into a neutral corner, up we go, Maximum Starburst from the top rope and I think Kavi's head may have bounced off that chair! Going for the cover, Kamry running in to cut it off but Lazer with a springboard dropkick and sends her out of the ring! Charlotte with the pin to Kavi!
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Kavi Kruel is eliminated by Charlotte Realta!
Kendra: Charlotte lets out a truly maniacal cackle, and flips Krissy into the ring, just loading forearm shots to her.
Krissy Kruel has entered the match.
Colin: Krissy already starting on the defensive as Charlotte with a series of headbutts and off the ropes, solid knee drop to Krissy! Is she...I think she just bit her nose! Charlotte showing a much more aggressive side to her than we'd seen from her in her first two matches.
Kendra: I mean to be fair, Charlotte Realta didn't get much of a chance to showcase herself her first two matches because Kruel snuck out the wins. Realta's going absolutely batshit on Krissy, throws Kruel into her team's corner and choking Krissy out and Tyler tags himself in! Trying to get Charlotte to beg off a bit and Krissy boots him in the face!
Colin: Charlotte attempts to tag herself back in, I don't think she like being called out of the match like that, but Krissy throws Tyler into the Kruel corner and away from her hand. Krissy tags Kelly in, Kelly wants to get some measure of revenge on Tyler Hayes for the absolute beating, Irish Whip and going for the double Clothesline, Tyler with a double armdrag!!! And he's got the armbar back on Kelly and this time he's dropping into a full Fujiwara!
Arvin: Kelly trying to reach for a tag or assistance, Tyler with an armwringer flip to get her closer to the center of the ring and now with that crossface again, Kelly's had it! Kelly taps!
Kelly Kruel is eliminated by Tyler Hayes!
Kendra: And Kruel's already 3 in the hole! Looks like the 6 on 4 has swung in the other direction!
Kacy Kruel enters the match.
Colin: Kacy takes Tyler off his feet with a devastating Spear! Kacy is the Ninja Warrior of Kruel and she's got wrecking ball written on her face! Picks Tyler up and launches him into his teammates!! UV rolls under the rope and enters the ring!
Kendra: UV with a Hurricanrana to Kacy and it barrels her into the ringpost. Kacy to the outside and stalking after Tyler, UV WITH A SUICIDE DIVE AND TAKES KACY OUT! UV throws Kacy back in the ring and goes for the pin-
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Arvin: Kacy kicks out and is arguing with the ref, pointing to Tyler, but she didn't see that UV tagged himself in when Tyler was being tossed! The ref sure did though. UV off the ropes and hurricanrana to Kacy!
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Arvin: Wait! Kamry pushes the roll! She created a Reversal!
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UV is eliminated by Kacy Kruel!
Colin: That's the first dent in Team Realta's armor.
Lazer enters the match.
Kendra: Lazer enters the match in a Laze of Glory!
Arvin: Ugh, what a terrible pun, Kendra.
Kendra: No, that's what she calls her Coffin Drop, and she's got Kacy underneath her!
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Kacy Kruel is eliminated by Lazer!
Colin: That's going to be all she wrote there. Teammate successfully avenged. Lazer staring down her former teammate and calling her into the ring.
Kamry Kruel enters the match. Kamry and Lazer stare each other down face to face.
Kendra: Oh, these two are positively steaming, fellas. And Kamry with a low kick winding Lazer, off the ropes and goes for the axe kick but Lazer ducks and Kamry gets nothing! Except a German Suplex!
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Colin: Kamry bridges herself to get her shoulders up, backflip away from Lazer and does a mocking curtsy to her, Lazer takes the run and Kamry is ready for her with the guillotine! Rebounds her into a sit-down pin-
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Kendra: Lazer rolls them into a Reversal!
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Arvin: Kamry with the shoulder up and grabs Lazer's arm for an armbar! Rolling her out now...
Colin: That roll gives enough leeway for Lazer to get to the ropes and Cerrador tags her outstretched hand! Cerrador to the top rope and somersault leg drop but Kamry rolls him into pin!
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El Cerrador is eliminated by Kamry Kruel!
Arvin: Now we're starting to see the numbers game even out a bit, and here comes Charlotte with a diving headbutt! Charlotte follows up with a run to the ropes and KRISSY FROM THE OUTSIDE FLATTENS HER WITH THE CHAIR! KAMRY STRUTTIN' OVER AND MODEL POSE ON CHARLOTTE!
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Colin: Violet trying to rush in to stop it but she's too late!
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Charlotte Realta is eliminated by Kamry Kruel!
Kendra: Kamry gets up and meets an immediate Discus Lariat! Violet just took her to Bandit Country!
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Violet enters the match; Kamry Kruel is eliminated by Violet!
Krissy Kruel enters the match.
Colin: It's Krissy versus the world! Krissy Kruel is the last one standing, we've got Tyler, we've got Violet, we've got Lazer. Violet throws Krissy into her corner and tags Tyler Hayes in. Tyler throws Krissy off the ropes, armdrag into an armbar, trying to twist it over into a Camel Clutch! Tyler tightens the hold and Krissy looks like she may be ready to pass out and OH COME ON-
Colin: Mindy and Caitlin chatting up the ref and she's trying to get them to go back to their seats and KRISSY WHACKS TYLER WITH AN EMMY AWARD.
Kendra: She tosses it back out to the ring where Mindy raises it up-WAIT
Arvin: Everyone wants to be part of Kruel Nation. It's reached the celebrities now!
Kendra: And poor Tyler paid the price for it.
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Tyler Hayes is eliminated by Krissy Kruel!
Colin: Lazer jumps in and CAUGHT INTO THE TOMBSTONE, SHE USED TO CALL IT THE STATURDAY NIGHT AND NOW IT'S THE DEATH OF INNOCENCE!
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Lazer enters and is eliminated by Krissy Kruel!
Kendra: We are down to the last two, it's Krissy vs Violet!
Violet enters via top rope.
Arvin: Violet enters by Moonsault and Krissy catches her! DEATH OF INNOCENCE! IT'S AS GOOD AS OVER!
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Kendra: Violet kicks! She didn't go down to the 7 Feet Under the first time and she's certainly not going down now!
Colin: Krissy is pissed. She thought she had this one packed up and wrapped up.
Kendra: Krissy stomps her out, wait Violet trips the foot! Violet to her feet, springboard into an Asai Moonsault! The cover-
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Arvin: Krissy gets the shoulder up. How do you like it Violet?
Colin: Violet hits her with a deadlift suplex and trying to put her away again-
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Kendra: Krissy kicks back up. Violet hits her with the Spinning Neckbreaker, off the ropes, leaps over Krissy and Asai Moo-NO! KRISSY GETS THE KNEES UP! Violet is winded!!
Arvin: You're turning Violet, Violet!
Colin: Krissy Kruel up to the turnbuckle, going for the 450, it's a Fall From Grace AND VIOLET POSSUMS UP INTO THE DISCUS LARIAT! Trip to Bandit Country!
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Th...NO!! Krissy pulled to safety!
Kendra: THAT WAS HERS! THAT WAS VIOLET'S WIN!
Arvin: This is why you need a posse. Violet is obviously butt hurt and is yelling at Kiki, KYYSHI AND KACY FROM BEHIND WITH A DOUBLE BULLDOG!
Kendra: Krissy going up, going for it again 450 and VIOLET CATCHES HER INTO A ROLLUP PIN!
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Violet wins by Pinfall! Team Charlotte Realta wins!
Ash: Here are your winners, the team of Violet, Charlotte Realta, Tyler Hayes, El Cerrrrador, and the New Skylights!
The crowd loses their minds.
Kendra: And Kruel taste defeat, a rare feeling for them!
Colin: They're not gonna have time to lick their wounds. It looks like Andra is calling to start the next fight, since the team of Kyyshi and Kacy are already here.
Ash: The following contest is a Fatal Six Corners Tag Match, and it is for a shot at the tag titles at Taxiderby!
The lights turn into a swirling pattern of blues and greens and reds as the opening instrumental gives way into "Mild Apprehension..." As soon as the drums hit, Deke the Freak appears to pop down from the ceiling.
Ash: First! At a combined weight of 477 pounds, the team of Deke the Freak and Zeke the Sneak! They are...EAK!
Deke the Freak swirls his arms around as he walks down the ramp. Once he gets to the ring, his jumping onto the apron brings out Zeke the Sneak, who appears from under the ring.
Deke and Zeke jump into the ring and pose as strongmen.
Flogging Molly "Devil's Dance Floor" begins to play; during the flute parts Wiski Sour and Glen Leven throw beer cans to the crowd by the stage.
They raise their drinks, causing those who caught the beers to do the same, and when the drum fill kicks in, the tabs snap in unison, everyone taking a drink.
Ash: Making their way to the ring, the team of Wiski Sour and Glen Leven, THE RUMRUNNERS!
They down their beers then jog to the ring high-fiving everyone down the ramp as they go.
Siren lights in red and yellow rotate in various spots around the arena to the sirens of the song. As the guitar riff kicks in the other lights flash yellow red and green in time with the drums. The drumfill's ending times with Tenacious Taylor Tiger and Dangerous Johnny Dagger leaping onto the stage in unison, causing a boom of fireworks all around them.
Ash: And their opponents! Tenacious Taylor Tiger and Dangerous Johnny Dagger! They are...HIGH RISK!
The two full sprint down the ramp.
Kendra: These two were able to beat Tiger's former partner in a surprise rollup to qualify for this match. No one expected it, least of of Syndy Sweet, and I don't think that there's going to be peace between the two teams.
"The Papa" Tino Sabatelli and Soldat walk down in finely pressed suits surveying the crowd.
Ash: Coming in 5th, the team of "The Papa" Tino Sabatelli and Soldat, La Family!
Colin: We haven't been given official word on what the plan is with The End Begins. If you remember, they were attacked by Daniel at Madness and it was assumed they would not be cleared to compete today.
Kendra: But Omega showed up in his match earlier, and though he didn't win, he clearly seemed in fighting condition.
Colin: That's true, and-
Colin is cut off by the whirring of helicopter blades. "Starz in their Eyes" by Just Jack plays as a red velvet ladder drapes down into the center of the ring.
"Red Carpet" Mark Anderson and "High Risk" Winston Lewis descend from the helicopter and hold onto the ladder for a second waving as they get booed.
Ash: AND! The team of High Risk Winston Lewis and Red Carpet Mark Anderson, MAWLIWOOD BLONDES!
Colin: Didn't La Family beat the Blondes to enter this match? And they were just given the opening again. Corruption runs deep.
The bell rings.
Colin: So this bit of insanity is 6 people in the ring, 6 tag partners, 6 corners. Soldat, Lewis, Dagger, Leven, Kyyshi, and Deke crowd the ring while their partners wait at the various corners. Total insanity about to occur. Dagger starts throwing fists at Deke, Soldat hits a bodyslam to Lewis, Kyyshi and Leven locked up, Leven gets her up with a suplex. Dagger whips Deke across the path and Soldat gets him with a bodyslam!
Kendra: Taking your eyes of Lewis was a bad idea, he hits Soldat with a spin kick.
Colin: Dagger comes charging at Lewis and a single leg dropkick. Kyyshi throws Leven into her corner, tags in Kacy, double suplex to Leven. Soldat with a Uranage to Deke, gives Kacy a lift and Kacy hits a Leaping Elbow on Deke!
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Arvin: Deke with the shoulder up. Leven off the ropes and a fist drop to Deke before he gets to his feet. Kacy with a tilt-a-whirl headscissors to Soldat, he lands in his corner but Tino tags in! Tino unloading fists on Soldat, fists on Leven, taking a run and a neckbreaker on Kacy!
Kendra: Deke having a rough day and it's about to get much worse for him, Kacy with the 360 Codebreaker!
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Deke the Freak is eliminated by Kacy Kruel!
Zeke the Sneak enters the match.
Colin: 5-way running boot to Zeke! Kacy whips Tino into her corner, tag back to Kyyshi, Kacy with a moonsault fallaway slam and Kyyshi with a frog splash!
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Arvin: Tino kicks out, Kyyshi moves away from Tino and spinning back kick to Leven. Tino comes back and gets Kyyshi into an Electic Chair Hold, WAIT, GLEN LEVEN PICKS THEM BOTH UP INTO A POWERBOMB, DAGGER UP TO THE TOP ROPE AND A SPLASH TO THE TOWER!
Colin: Dagger and Leven were a tag team back at Ring the Belle before Dagger came this way, and you're seeing some of that now. Leven lifts Dagger and launches him at Zeke, Dagger hits Zeke with a cutter! They used to call that Mission Control! Dagger going for the pin-
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Kendra: Zeke didn't kick, he disappeared, and Dagger is just pinning the mat now. Tino tags Soldat back in.
Colin: Soldat hits a Samoan Drop on Kyyshi. Zeke leaps over Soldat and hits a devastating flying elbow to Kyyshi! Gets to his feet and right into the waiting arms of Mark Anderson who gets a Rolling Spinebuster!! The cover-
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Zeke the Sneak is eliminated by Red Carpet Mark Anderson!
Arvin: And that's a wrap on EAK! 5 teams to go.
Colin: Soldat drills Anderson with a Spear! Anderson topples down and Soldat goes for a pin, but Lewis stomps him off, Tino with a running shoulder tackle and takes Lewis out of the ring! Tino throwing hooks left and right, Dagger looking to show exactly why his team is called High Risk, taking the run and clears the ropes for a Phoenix Splash onto both Tino and Lewis!
Kendra: Glen tags Wiski, Wiski to the middle corner, making good use of the six-sided ring here as Glen drives the Shining Wizard into Soldat! Wiski to the top and Moonsault! They call this the Moonshine! Cover to Soldat-
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Soldat is eliminated by Wiski Sour!
Tino Sabatelli is now the legal man.
Colin: Tino, I don't think, is aware that his partner has been eliminated. Wiski taunting Tino Sabatelli, goading him into the ring. But you really have to eyes on every side of your head, Kyyshi with a loaded Supergirl punch to the side of Wiski's head! Going for the pin-
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Kendra: Wiski kicks! Tino makes it into the ring and throws Anderson across the ropes...DEEP SIX!
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Red Carpet Mark Anderson is eliminated by The Papa Tino Sabatelli!
High Risk Winston Lewis enters the match.
Colin: Wiski going for a tag to Glen, NO! Lewis comes into the match and blasts Wiski with a dropkick, right into the waiting arms of Kyyshi! Kyyshi hits a German Suplex!
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Kendra: Wiski kicks again! Dagger in, Dagger tags in Tiger. Tiger charges in and a spinning neckbreaker to Winston Lewis! Tino and Tiger pick Lewis up together, holding, hooolding, Double Stalling Suplex!
Colin: Wiski reaching for the tag again, KYYSHI DONKEY PUNCHES BOTH OF HER KIDNEYS AT THE SAME TIME! Kacy from the outside pulling Glen Leven off the apron with a German Suplex, Kyyshi now kneeling on the kidneys of Wiski as she pulls up the crab!
Arvin: She calls this combination the Rina Failure. Now THAT is how you do a Pun and a Finisher. And Wiski taps!!
Wiski Sour is eliminated by Kyyshi Kruel!
Glen Leven enters the match.
Kendra: Leven pulls Kyyshi off Wiski by the scruff of her neck, like a Mama cat, Wiski rolls out and LEVEN WITH THE REVERSE CHOKESLAM! KYYSHI EATS MAT! Tiger and Tino have Lewis in the corner together, double stomps! Tino puts Lewis up on the top turnbuckle, Tiger on the shoulders of Tino, they're gonna hit a Tower of Doom Superplex NO LEWIS KICKS THEM BACK! AND A TORNADO DDT TO TIGER! TINO INADVERTENTLY GIVES WINSTON LEWIS THE ASSIST ON THE DEATH DEFYING DDT! Lewis goes for the cover-
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Colin: Dagger splashes in to break up the pin! Tiger is safe! Dagger back to the apron so Tiger can tag him in proper, Tino hits the Spinebuster on Lewis, Dagger and Tiger each rising up on a Turnbuckle...Dagger directing Tiger to put a turnbuckle between them and Tiger tightrope walking to the next door over...Stereo 630s to Lewis! They call that the High Reward!
Kendra: Beautifully executed but too much roll on the soul and Dagger's momentum carries him to the feet of Leven and Leven boots him backwards, keeping the momentum going into a sort of reverse direction Rolling Thunder Hurricanrana on Tino! And Tino bounces and rides the momentum back up to hit a kip up Flatliner on Leven! What a beautiful flow of events!
Colin: Tino going to pick Leven up by his arm now...Lewis grabs the other arm! Tino shoots him a look but it looks like they're going to be working together whether Tino likes it or not, they start to lift Leven up and Dagger gets one of Leven's legs! Kyyshi has the other!
Arvin: If they start chanting Light as a Feather Stiff as a Board I'm out.
Kendra: Together they're lifting Leven up above their heads! I think Leven is just waking up now to see the predicament he's in and SLAMMING HIM FACE DOWN ON THE MAT AND DAGGER ROLLS HIM UP FOR THE PIN AS TINO BLASTS LEWIS WITH A SUPERMAN PUNCH!
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Glen Leven is eliminated by Dangerous Johnny Dagger!
Colin: Looks like the Rum has run dry. 4 teams remaining.
Kendra: Why's the Rum gone?
Colin: And Tino covering Lewis, looking to get MAWLIWOOD out of the equation - WHO'S THIS NOW
Arvin: I don't know but he's clearly been sent by Management in their wisdom as he flips the pin!
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The Papa Tino Sabatelli is eliminated by High Risk Winston Lewis!
Colin: And La Family, the first team to qualify for this event, is done for the night, Tino unloading now on this new guy as they fight to the back! We've got three teams left, two of whom are full and Winston Lewis as the 5th wheel.
Kendra: And that means only three legal people in the ring right now, Lewis, Dagger, and Kyyshi. What's your strategy here? Do you eliminate a team entirely and go 2 v 2 or do you try to make the numbers game work completely in your favor?
Arvin: I would get the numbers game working in my favor. If I'm the only one who can tag in, then I can tire my opponents out with quick tags and keep fresh. It's a near guaranteed win.
Colin: I actually have to agree with your logic on this.
Arvin: Be still my heart.
Colin: I know, I nearly threw up in my mouth as I said it.
Kendra: They're measuring each other up, no one is sure whom to team with and it looks like Lewis is fine to let Kyyshi and Dagger battle it out as he goes out to the apron to go hunting and KYYSHI WITH THE DOUBLE KIDNEY PUNCH TO DAGGER! Going for the hold now and TIGER FROM THE APRON WITH A DIVING BULLDOG TO KYYSHI! Dagger rolls her up-
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Kyyshi Kruel is eliminated by Dangerous Johnny Dagger!
Kacy Kruel enters the match.
Arvin: Kacy Kruel like a house on fire, throwing fists to Dagger! Fists to Taylor! Off the ropes and double clothesline to them both! Kacy tosses Tiger out of the ring and a quick kick combo to Johnny. Tilt-a-whirl headscissors by Kacy and Dagger quickly to his feet, meets Kacy's running with a dropkick and backflips back onto his feet, low spin kick to Kacy.
Colin: Lewis continuing to search under the ring, Dagger with an arm wringer flip to Kacy, Kacy back on her feet and an enziguiri NO Dagger ducks and puts her into an ankle lock but this time she is able to get the enziguiri from the other side! Kacy takes a run and Tiger from the apron hits her with a knee! She stumbles forward and Dagger scoops her into a Samoan Drop! Going for the pin-
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Kendra: Kacy reverses into a school-girl pin-
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Kendra: Dagger rolls back and off the ropes, jumping Leg Lariat! He goes and tags in Taylor! They're going back up for the dual 630s! Wait, Lewis whacks Dagger with a chair!! Dagger falls out of the ring, Kacy uses the distraction to yank Taylor's legs down! Low blown with the turnbuckle and Taylor collapses into the ring! Kacy with the pin-
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Tenacious Taylor Tiger is eliminated by Kacy Kruel!
Dangerous Johnny Dagger is the legal man.
Colin: Dagger on the turnbuckle, waiting for Kacy to get up, SOMERSAULT DROPKICK! KACY ENTERS THE DANGER ZONE!
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Kacy Kruel is eliminated by Dangerous Johnny Dagger!
Kendra: Down to Dagger and Lewis, Lewis coming in from the top rope with the chair, DAGGER SUPERKICKS THE CHAIR INTO LEWIS! Running with the chair, CHAIR ASSISTED SENTON TO LEWIS!
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Arvin: Lewis kicks up and it's not going to be that simple for Johnny. Johnny going for the Irish Whip, Lewis reverses and Johnny goes barreling to the corner! Lewis with the chair in his hands, going to the diagonal corner, up to the turnbuckle, taking the loooong jump, using the chair as a skateboard almost and a HOLLYWOOD HANGTIME! WITH THE CHAIR!
...JOHNNY MOVES!
Colin: They call him High Risk for a reason and there's the Risk part of it! That did not pay off! Lewis in a universe of pain! Johnny wraps Lewis's legs around the post, there's no DQ but you can't get the submission with the leg on the ropes. You can put the hurt on someone though and weakening the legs of a high flyer is never a bad thing.
Kendra: Oh, here comes Tamara Rivers. Goddammit.
Colin: Tamara hits a stomp with a stiletto to Dagger! Face gets the pointy end and the back of the head gets the step! Tamara Rivers has a big ass diamond in her hand and a loaded punch to Dagger! She throws Dagger back in the ring, and Winston Lewis rolls him up!
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Dangerous Johnny Dagger is eliminated by High Risk Winston Lewis!
Ash: Here are your winners, High Risk Winston Lewis and Red Carpet Mark Anderson, MAWLIWOOD BLONDES!
Colin: They weren't even supposed to be here today!
Arvin: They stepped up when The End Begins wouldn't, and they've earned their title shot at Taxiderby!
Arvin: Now you wanna talk about "not supposed to be here."
Goldberg walks down the ramp holding a microphone. He props himself on the turnbuckle with a simple question.
Goldberg: Who's....Next?
The crowd pops for this obvious challenge.
Colin: Now you're right Arvin that Goldberg was not originally scheduled for this card, but he's taken it upon himself to issue an open challenge!
A ball of lights spin around in a spiral growing smaller until they explode in a Supernova, leaving the core behind. The core grows in intensity & spins faster - shooting a beam of light out until it focuses on you. Then it "pulses" around faster until the pyro hits blinding everyone around w/ its intensity. Pulsar arrives from the top of the arena to the middle of the ring floating in air using his gravitational powers!
Static electricity fills the air as he lands the ring shakes & the ropes vibrate almost giving way to him. Goldberg spears him to the ground and the bell rings.
Colin: Apparently this new contender's name is Pulsar, but it looks like Goldberg is going to make quick work of him.
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Kendra: No! Pulsar kicks! Goldberg looks displeased, off the ropes and Spear again!
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Colin: No, Pulsar kicks again! Goldberg getting frustrated, going up for the Jackhammer, PULSAR SLIPS OUT OF IT AND GETS A HEADSCISSORS ON GOLDBERG!
Kendra: It looks like he's keeping the headscissors locked in but contorting himself into a Rings of Saturn! Goldberg trying to power out of it, you see every muscle bulging, but it's coming to nothing! HE MADE HIM TAP!
Pulsar wins by Submission!
Ash: Here is your winner....Pulsar!!
Pulsar reaches a hand to the hard cam and it zooms in. With a downward flick of his wrist, the camera fades to black, almost as if closing Goldberg's eyes.
Kendra (OS): Tonight, our co-main event sees Balor Wolfe getting his rematch against the Mania Champion, Sarah Sharp.
📽️ [Fade in] The roaring crowd. The wreckage of tables.
📽️ [Slow motion] Cassandra Cash sprints at Balor Wolfe—
🔥 BALOR CATCHES HER! OLYMPIAN’S JUDGMENT THROUGH THE TABLE!
🎙️ Colin McRae: "BALOR WOLFE HAS DONE IT! He just punched his ticket to Spring Sting!"
🎵 "I am an arms dealer, fitting you with weapons in the form of words..."
📽️ [Cut to] Balor Wolfe kneeling amidst the debris, fists clenched, breathing heavily. His eyes lift toward the MAWL Mania Championship graphic flashing on the screen.
🎵 "And don’t really care which side wins, as long as the room keeps singing—that’s just the business I’m in!"
📽️ [Cut to] The following week, Balor Wolfe walks out wearing his "Show Up! Win! Repeat!" t-shirt. He paces the ring, a cocky smirk on his face, microphone in hand.
🗣️ BALOR WOLFE: "So, Spearhead Sarah Sharp… I hope you're preparing. Because in a few short weeks, you will. And when I hit you with the Lights Out, you’ll be on your back, staring at the lights, toes pointed to your god… and all you’ll hear, as you slip into unconsciousness, will be our lovely ring announcer declaring—"
🎵 "This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race!"
📽️ [Cut to] A montage of Balor winning a Fatal Four-Way, pinning Tragedeigh with Divine Fall.
🎙️ Kendra Mavis: "HE’S DONE IT! Balor has RE-EARNED his shot!"
📽️ [Cut to] Balor grabbing a microphone, sweat dripping down his face, his voice steady and firm.
🗣️ BALOR WOLFE: "My claim… is undisputed now. And I will remind you—my destiny is to be champion. It was written by the Oracle of Delphi herself. Spearhead Sarah Sharp… destiny can’t be stopped."
🎵 "I'm not a shoulder to cry on... but I digress."
📽️ [Cut to] Sarah Sharp losing a non-title match.
📽️ [Cut to] Balor walking past her, not even breaking stride. He smirks over his shoulder.
🗣️ BALOR WOLFE: "Don't worry, though. You were chosen... to be a placeholder."
📽️ [Cut to] Sarah Sharp, microphone in hand, her expression deadly serious.
🗣️ SARAH SHARP: "So, unlike you, Wolfe… and by the way, we’re not only clogged up with demons, we’re also stocked up with animals—so you’re really gonna get lost, kid, in this messed-up claw machine of a federation…"
📽️ [Cut to] Quick flashes of Sarah’s dominant victories.
🗣️ SARAH SHARP: "I don’t demand wins. I don’t plea for wins. I take wins for myself. And if I lose this belt? That just means I’m on my way to being a two-time champ. It’s called resilience, Ballyhoo. And if you win—without your little magic party, which seems like a very thin if—the countdown clock is just gonna begin for me to return the favor."
🎵 "I'm a leading man, and the lies I weave are oh so intricate—oh so intricate!"
📽️ [Cut to] Balor, arms crossed, grinning.
🗣️ BALOR WOLFE: "But see, Sarah, I don’t need magic. I don’t need numbers. I don’t need a damn thing… except a ring, a ref, and one sorry soul thinking they stand a chance. And at Spring Sting? That soul is you."
🎵 "I wrote the gospel on giving up, look pretty sinking..."
📽️ [Cut to] CEO Starz moves the match forward.
📽️ [Cut to] Spring Sting – Sarah Sharp BLASTS Balor with brass knuckles.
📽️ [Cut to] Sarah escaping with the title, laughing.
🎵 "But the real bombshells have already sunk... Prima Donnas of the gutter!"
📽️ [Cut to] Balor Wolfe DESTROYS security, referees, and JP Spears.
📽️ [Cut to] Sarah in the ring, gloating about her win and her new sports car.
📽️ [Cut to] Balor Wolfe and Radio Silence destroying her car with a baseball bat.
📽️ [Cut to] The camera behind Sarah lowers as the cameraman removes his disguise—IT’S BALOR WOLFE!
📽️ [Cut to] Sarah just barely escaping, panic in her eyes.
🎵 "Bandwagon’s full—please catch another!"
📽️ [Cut to] Balor and Radio Silence attacking wrestlers backstage.
📽️ [Cut to] The Doomsayers being driven through a table.
📽️ [Cut to] Ivan and Viktor getting laid out.
🎵 "I'm a leading man, and the lies I weave are oh so intricate—so intricate!"
📽️ [Cut to] Balor dragging CEO Starz out of their office.
📽️ [Cut to] The ring, Starz barely conscious as Balor hits him with multiple Lights Out knee strikes.
📽️ [Cut to] Leila Blake pleading for Balor to stop.
🗣️ LEILA BLAKE: "Balor! Stop! Please, just stop!"
📽️ [Cut to] Balor Wolfe, unhinged, laughing as Starz crumbles beneath him.
🗣️ LEILA BLAKE: "I agree! I agree! You’ll have your Hell in a Cell match!"
🎵 "All the boys who the dancefloor didn’t love… and all the girls whose lips couldn’t move fast enough..."
📽️ [Cut to] The arena lights dim, and the Hell in a Cell lowers slowly from the ceiling.
📽️ [Cut to] A close-up of Balor Wolfe, standing in the ring, his eyes locked on Sarah Sharp.
📽️ [Cut to] Sarah, holding the MAWL Mania Championship over her shoulder, staring back at Balor with defiance.
🎵 "I'm a leading man, and the lies I weave are oh so intricate—so intricate!"
📽️ [Final Shot] The camera zooms out, framing Balor Wolfe and Sarah Sharp standing beneath the massive Hell in a Cell, the tension palpable as the screen fades to black.
🔥 Spring Sting.
🔥 Hell in a Cell.
🔥 Balor Wolfe vs. Sarah Sharp.
🔥 MAWL Mania Championship.
🔥 The arms race ends here.
The crowd cheers for the segment.
Ash: The following contest is a triple threat and it is for the United States Title!
The lights dim as green and red lasers cut through the darkness. A thunderous explosion of artillery-style pyro erupts at the entrance. Tank Vanguard steps onto the stage, scanning the crowd before giving a sharp salute. His titantron displays a scorched wasteland, the word TANK appearing behind him.
Ash: First! From the Barracks, weighing 275 pounds, SCORCHED EARTH, TANK VAAAAANGUARD!
At the ring steps, he pauses, mimics firing a pistol at a random audience member, then steps inside. He tests the ropes, cracks his neck, then prepares for battle.
The arena lights dim, with red and white strobes sweeping the crowd.
Ace walks down the ramp with calculated calm, his movements deliberate and his gaze unflinching.
The crowd boos him relentlessly, but Ace feeds off the heat with a smug, unbothered smirk. Beside him walks his amazing wife, holding up his title.
Ash: Second, accompanied by JCH Queen, from Florida, weighing in at 300 pounds, he is the United States Champion, JCM ACE!
Kiki Kruel comes out singing her song, which the crowd starts singing until Kiki Kruel changes "Brooklyn the Hole" to "Boston Shit Hole," at which point they start booing her and she blows them kisses while flipping them off.
Ash: From Ogōri, Fukoka, Japan, the Cutest in the World, the Cold-Hearted Kupidoll, KIIIIKIIIII KRUUUUUEL!
Arvin: Ash knew to get it right this time!
Colin: They're clearly wincing as Kiki walks by them, I don't think they forgot what happened at Madness.
Kendra: And neither did we. Many hearts broken that day.
Colin: Usually the champion gets announced last, but apparently Kiki has it in her rider now that she is to be announced final at all times.
Arvin: When you're a star, you call your shots.
The bell rings.
Colin: JCM and Tank locking up, Tank whipping JCM off the ropes and JCM coming back with a back elbow! Tank startled back a bit but stays on his feet and short-arm lariat back to JCM. Kiki out to the apron and onto the floor, she's already looking for something.
Kendra: JCM taking advantage of that arm being out a little too long and an armdrag into an armbar! Holding Tank, Tank could go for the ropes, what is Kiki going for? I don't think a beach chair is going to hit as a hard of oh she's setting it up. And the shades on and she's chillin.
Arvin: That's a boss move, I'm not gonna lie.
Colin: Kinda dumb move, it's not an elimination match, if one of them finish the other in the ring then she's wasted her title opportunity. Tank choosing not to go the ropes route and instead choosing violence, swinging his whole body into his fist and driving it all into JCM's ribs. Swinging back and doing it again. Throws JCM off the ropes and a brutal spinebuster.
Kendra: Tank gets JCM's legs up and a devastating Alabama Slam! Going for a Boston Crab and JCM using his upper body strength, almost doing a sit-up, Tank trying to crank him back down, JCM getting his body up and a DDT! Brilliant!
Colin: It's easier to just use the ropes, but it's less impressive.
Arvin: JCM gets Tank into a snap powerslam! Going for the pin-
1!
Colin: Tank kicks up, throws JCM across the ropes, gets him up into a Military Press Slam! And a jumping headbutt by Tank, JCM pulls him into a headlock but Tank shifts that into a Northern Lights Suplex!
1!
Kendra: JCM Ace kicks up, and...is Kiki Kruel getting fanned over there?
Colin: Someone broke out the big grape leaves. JCM Ace throwing quick fists and an overhead belly to belly. JCM Ace off the ropes, coming around for that 3rd Ave, Tank evades the 3rd Ave, back around and gets the boot out, JCM slides under it and back again and gets the 3rd Ave from the other side!!
1!
2!
Kendra: Tank gets the leg on the rope and JCM a little frustrated but has to let go. And now Kiki is having a huge cocktail delivered to her.
Arvin: Lap of luxury.
Colin: Must be nice. Tank gets JCM up into a Torture Rack!! JCM fighting out, and did someone just light a cigar for Kiki? Okay, she's going a little too far.
Kendra: Tank cracks the back of JCM and tightens that hold. Kiki should be at least a little worried that Tank could finish JCM here.
Arvin: Let her enjoy herself, Kendra, she's clearly feeling this new vibe.
Kendra: Well she's going to feel the L if she doesn't get in there soon.
Arvin: Let her cook, as the kids say. JCM gets it done and gets a bulldog to get him out of that Torture Rack! JCM picks Tank up by the head and he's just ramming his head into the turnbuckle!
Colin: JCM puts Tank up on the turnbuckle, climbing up, we may get an Avalanche Ace Bomb! Oh look, a waiter comes out with a cloche, and there are Kiki's knuckles. She puts out the cigar and just saunters over to the ropes. AVALANCHE ACE BOMB ACHIEVED AND KIKI GREETS JCM WITH THE KNUCKLES!! Kiki poses like a supermodel over both of them.
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Kiki Kruel wins by Pinfall!
Ash: Here is your WINNER! AND THE NEEEEW UNITED STATES CHAMPION! KIIIIIIKIIIII KRUEL!!!
Arvin: She played this perfectly.
Colin: Did we watch the same match? She did absolutely nothing!
Arvin: She won a championship in one move. It was a hole in one. It was a perfect Checkmate play.
Kendra: You're INSANE.
The titantron flicked on and shows a dark room with a spotlight from above.
Daniel is sitting in the middle of the spotlight. The setting around him looks like a locker room, with a standard bench, unlaced boots on the floor, and his gym bag lying on his left side.
The camera zooms in, showing he's gazing at the Destroyer's mask in his hands.
"I thought...you're just a persona..." He speaks with a low and slow tone.
"I thought...you're a byproduct...a defensive mechanism of my traumas...just as those professionals said on the therapy sessions I had..."
"The rage of my past...manifested through the Destroyer...the title passed down to me from the Former."
Arvin comments from the announcer table as the titantron kept on playing: "Former? What former?"
Collin: "Former Destroyer....I think..."
Arvin: "What? There's a Former Destroyer??"
Daniel continues: "But now I've seen from a different light..."
He took the mask closer to his face: "I began to noticed...on how...you react...to MAWL. Of why...you've kept on...appearing...for these past weeks..."
The crowds murmurs.
Daniel's eye glares: "You...attracted to...the atmosphere, ...aren't you?"
Kendra: "Atmosphere?"
Daniel then continues, as if he's accidentally answering Kendra: "Yes...The lunacies...the maniacal...It itches you isn't it? The madness..."
His eye frowns...but there's a weird smile began to spread on his lips.
The crowds began to cheer and chant: "MADNESS! MADNESS! MADNESS!"
As his smile gradually turned into grin, he says: "I know...Because I can feel that too..." He hold the mask closer with trembling hands.
The crowds cheer even louder: "MADNESS! MADNESS! MADNESS!!!"
Collin: "The audience seems connected to what's happened in the titantron somehow..."
Kendra: "And it gives me goosebumps to be honest."
Arvin: "Yeah! MADNESS! MADNESS! MADNESS!"
"There are still so many questions in my head...but..." Daniel nods, before continuing: ...I cannot hold you forever..."
He stands up, stretching out his hand and let the camera focused on the mask. Then the lights and Titantron go out. When they come back on, there is no one in the room of the titantron and Daniel is in the ring in his mask.
"Therefor...I bid you...welcome to MAWL....DESTROYER!" He shifts to the double voice.
The crowds roar!
The titantron flicks , leaving the letter D in the middle of the screen.
Kendra: "Daniel finally make peace with the mask, folks!"
Collin: "And I guess we can expect Destroyer's appearance anytime soon?"
Kendra: "No guarantee, but yeah, we can look forward to it!"
Arvin: "It's about time! I believes Destroyer could give us more than what Daniel has to offer!"
Kendra: "Another dangerous statement, Arvin."
Arvin: "What? I'm just representing what people has in mind!"
Collin: "There're still so many mysteries behind the Destroyer's mask; like what Genesis had anything to do with it last week, or who the Former Destroyer was, but one thing I know, we can keep our expectation high about what's going to happened, here in Spring Sting!"
Suddenly the lights go out again. When the lights come back on, Daniel stands in the ring without the mask.
Lights Out
Genesis is in the ring with the mask on!
Arvin: GENESIS IN THE RING AND HE'S GOT DANIEL UP IN THE GENESIDE!
Colin: Who Turned out the Lights?!
Kendra: And another!
Kendra: And another!!
[Scene 1: INT. A DARK TRAINING ROOM – Early Morning]
The camera zooms in on TYLER HAYES, drenched in sweat, training in the dimly lit gym. He punches the heavy bag, his muscles flexing with each strike. The sound of his fists hitting the bag echoes as the screen cuts to a close-up of his intense, focused eyes.
NARRATOR (V.O.):
"In the ring, there's no room for distractions. No room for second-guessing. Just like the legend of MAWL, Tyler Hayes demands the best – on his terms."
[Scene 2: CUT TO – TYLER SLIPS ON HAYES HEADPHONES]
Tyler puts on a pair of sleek, high-tech Hayes Headphones. As soon as they’re on, the room quiets. The intense beat of his playlist starts to play through the headphones, cutting through the noise. The camera captures the headphones’ clean, modern design.
NARRATOR (V.O.):
"Precision. Power. Performance."
[Scene 3: CUT TO – TYLER TRAINING WITH UNSTOPPABLE FOCUS]
Tyler is seen hitting pads, lifting weights, and shadowboxing with explosive energy. The music builds as his determination intensifies, and the camera cuts between close-ups of the headphones and Tyler’s intense movements.
NARRATOR (V.O.):
"Hayes Headphones. Crafted for champions, built to push you further."
[Scene 4: CUT TO – TYLER IN THE MAWL RING, SMASHING AN OPPONENT]
The camera shifts to Tyler in the ring, dominating his opponent with every move. His focus never wavers as he’s shown in slow motion, throwing a decisive blow that wins him the match.
NARRATOR (V.O.):
"Just like Tyler Hayes in the MAWL, with Hayes Headphones, you’ll hear every victory, feel every beat, and live with relentless focus."
[Scene 5: CUT TO – TYLER REMOVES HEADPHONES AND SMILES]
Tyler takes the headphones off and smiles, sweat dripping down his face. He looks at the camera, giving a knowing nod of confidence.
NARRATOR (V.O.):
"Hayes Headphones. Wear the victory."
[TEXT ON SCREEN: “Hayes Headphones. Hear the Power. Feel the Performance.”]
The logo for Hayes Headphones appears on screen, along with the website URL and a hashtag: #UnstoppableFocus.
Milo Rivers bursts into the room, wide-eyed, breathless, wearing a massive grin and practically vibrating with excitement. His glasses are fogged from sprinting across the building, and he's holding a crumpled flyer in one hand and his phone in the other, clearly mid-scroll.
Milo:
"GUYS—GUYS—OKAY, DEEP BREATH, MILO, but I can’t! I literally can’t! I need to tell you all right now before my brain just explodes from joy like a malfunctioning confetti cannon!!"
Aztec slowly turns from the corner of the room, half-masked, arms folded
Sam Haze is taping his wrists with a raised brow,
and Dr. Fists is sipping Pain Clinic Coffee from a thermos that says “I’m a therapist, not a miracle worker.”
Dr. Fists:
"Milo, my boy, did you finally track down which one of us left a headlock on a vending machine?"
Milo:
"No! Better! We’re in a VIDEO GAME! Like, an actual real game, full release, major platforms, all that stuff. It’s called MAWL Madness 2: Turf War. That’s right! Turf! War!"
Sam Haze:
"...They made a game about turf and didn’t call me first?"
Milo:
"That’s not the point! The point is Aztec and I are in a video game! You can pick your faction—"
Dr. Fists:
"Wait, wait, hold on—are you combatants?"
Milo:
"Well, depends on your style! There's like… Zora Luthor International—she’s buying up talent; La Sangre Maldita—full cult conversion mode; Radio Silence—chaotic punk nightmare! And you can play as all of them to take over MAWL!"
Aztec slowly raises an eyebrow from the shadows, intrigued.
Aztec:
"And what of us? Of the Pain Clinic?"
Milo:
"You finish all the main modes—every faction—you unlock me. As a leader. The Immortal Ones. That’s right, baby. Statman Mode. I get a whole custom faction. And if you beat it?"
Milo spreads his arms like a showman about to drop the biggest reveal yet.
Milo:
"You unlock Aztec."
Sam Haze:
"...That’s dumb."
Milo:
"Dumb like a fox! You don’t even understand—there are three whole game styles: Total Domination, Gold Diggers, and Top Down. You can convert everyone, win all the titles, or take out the leaders one by one. Plus—MMO faction wars! Up to ten teams once you unlock me!"
Dr. Fists:
"Ten teams? Oh no. I sense a lot of fake therapy sessions coming."
Aztec:
"You say one must defeat the world... to unlock me."
Milo:
"Yup."
Aztec:
"Then let them try."
Milo:
"I KNOW, RIGHT?!"
He throws his arms in the air, accidentally knocking over Dr. Fists’ coffee in the process.
Dr. Fists:
"...And now I must unlock emotional stability."
Sam Haze:
"Milo, if this is a ploy to get custom action figures again—"
Milo:
"Already submitted the designs! Statman mode comes with six unlockable jackets and a lucha throwback skin. LET’S GOOOOO!"
Fade out with Milo doing an awkward celebratory spin while Aztec shakes his head in amused disbelief.
Shakti: Welcome back! Today we're going to continue our DLCs and cover stars and highlight a new feature. So let's start with the covers of the PC world-
Shakti: We're really excited to have Dangerous Johnny Dagger on our Standard, Neon Juan Guyverno on our Deluxe, Sombras on our Mania, and the inimitable Aztec on our Face of Fear Edition! You can get these as physical copies for PC/MAC or they'll act as your Icons on Steam and similar. Now let's talk DLC, with some focus on those no longer in MAWL for a Variety of reasons.
Shakti: Although on its head it does seem you are getting fewer wrestlers, this unlocks a whole extra team in the Turf War Story. In this one you play as Black Saber and you try to gather the forces of MAWL against the Corruption of the Higher-Ups, or put out of commission those who won't join.
Shakti: People new to the Federation may not know this, but Schmetterling two years prior was one of the top heels of the company before embracing the fans. At the time he used "Feuer Frei" as his theme and now you can too, along with the Nightwish "Phantom of the Opera", System of a Down "Question", and Nothing But Thieves "Trip Switch (instrumental and vocal versions)" and more! This is also where we embrace our slightly goofy side and add Gef the Talking Mongoose as a full playable character.
Shakti: Also of note is an additional match and a whole other story. The Flamethrower Match is essentially a cross between a Tables Match, a Ladders Match, and an Inferno Match. In a sense you could say it's L.I.T. (beat) Cut that. How it works is you have the flamethrower hanging from the ceiling like the briefcase or title, which once you get down you have to get close to your opponent and set them on fire with a stored finisher. You can hit them with it without the finisher stored but it would just be a bludgeoning weapon. This will add a whole lot of chaos to the possibilities here.
Shakti: And then the Fall of Tragedeigh works similarly to how you would see a Showcase in a 2K game where you play the matches as they're set up, and through the various fights you unlock different cool things which we don't want to tell you. What I will say is that this pack had to be placed as a later release as it requires some of the previous unlocked characters such as Daria Donner and face Kalpana. One of the reasons where while our DLC standard packs can be ordered a la carte, you can't really do that with the more advanced packs.
Shakti: Where our first level pack may have felt a little lacking, the Charm and Class Pack I believe more than makes up for it. The F1 Brawl is a personal favorite of mine, as there is a moving element that can cause damage and impact play. And the Pit Stop Weapons Pack includes a power drill, a crowbar, and more.
Shakti: Finally our features talk, and then we'll get you back and running. Today we're going to talk about the beginning event of the MAWL year, the W2, and how it factors both as a Stand-Alone Mode and in the Universe Mode, which makes sense in us talking about the W2 Pack.
Shakti: The W2 is a Round Robin Event that culminates in a tournament. The winner of the W2 is able to challenge for any title at any time over the course of the year. The event contains 4 heats with 12 people in each heat. The top 4 people in each heat then move on.
Within the game we have regular Round Robin as an option, but the W2 is its own beast, and you can play either solo, spectator, or with up to 47 of your friends. In the solo mode, you have the ability at random period to unlock wrestlers from other federations, random wrestlers, or even celebrities. We don't want to get into the specifics, but suffice to say that your rosters will be nice and padded, and each unlocked character has their own song and moveset.
The default heats and the specific heats in the solo mode are Garnet, Amethyst, Amber, and Sapphire. In the spectator, co-op and Universe modes you can change the names and symbols of the heats if you desire and have the option to decide or randomize who goes where. The Universe mode allows you toggle between "Only W2" and "W2 and Preshow", and the Final Day will have other matches that can be customized and the tournament winner will have until the next W2 to call that title match. In the Stand-Alone Solo Mode, you are randomly placed in a heat and the final day culminates with the winner of the tournament picking a title match against one of the in-game title holders. If it's you, you can pick who you fight. If you lose, the winner of the tournament will randomly be placed into a single title match and the title holder in your game can change as a result.
So do you feel ready to take on the entire federation? Do you think you have what it takes to be the jewel of the W2 and take home the trophy?
The crowd goes wild.
Arvin: Well, I'm gonna spoil for you one thing right now, I'm one of the people you can unlock in the W2.
Kendra: What's your theme song?
Colin: Probably Beck "Loser."
Arvin: Screw you. It's actually Korn "Blind", which makes sense when you see my amazing getup.
Kendra: Yeah I definitely wish I was blind after seeing that.
Arvin: You know, ARRRRRRRV YOU REEEEEEADY!
Colin: Great. Anyway. I'm ready to stop thinking about this and move to the next match.
Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the Tag Team Championship!
Sombras and Superstar Davy Boy walk out, flanking Ralph Silva.
Ash: First, the Challengers! Representing La Sangre Maldita, Sombras and Superstar Davy Boy!
Kendra: And Mal Sangre remains sour that he wasn't here representing with his longtime partner, but things haven't been turning out that well for him in general and he didn't inspire confidence with his last performance.
Kalpana and Imogen pose at the apron with Zora Luthor standing between them, pointing to the title belts on their waists.
Ash: And their opponents, accompanied by Zora Luthor and representing Zora Luthor International, the MAWL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS, Imogen and Kalpana!
The bell rings!
Kendra: Kalpana and Davy to start. Kalpana with an Irish Whip and Davy comes back around, ducks the boot and comes up with a lariat! Davy hits Kalpana with a scoop slam. Da vy picks Kalcpana up by her neck and throws her outside, NO, Kalpana catches herself on the apron and stops the momentum, springboards into the ring with a corkscrew dropkick! Davy up and Kalpana pops with a headscissors takedown.
Colin: Kalpana stomping out Davy, picks him up by his hair and charges him into the middle turnbuckle! Irish Whip to the one across the pond, corkscrew dropkick! The boot up and Kal choking Davy out, Andra Jones starting the count-
1!
2!
3!
Arvin: You can't lose the belt on a DQ so Kalpana has no real reason to let go, but Davy Boy grabs hold of her other leg and Powerbomb! Off a diagonal rope and a fist drop. Taking it to a side rope and coming back with a senton! Going for a pin-
1!
2!
Colin: Kalpana gets her shoulder up and Davy Boy starts to get off her, she headbutts him in the crotch! Davy Boy doubled over, Kalpana rams him into her corner, between the bucks! Tags in Imogen and holding Davy's legs up, Imogen to the top and Mushroom Stomp to the back of Boy! Imogen grabs the legs again and another low blow to Davy! Going for the rope assisted pin-
1!
2!
Kendra: Sombras made it over to their corner? I didn't see him move, but he yanks Imogen off and Davy Boy is able to parlay that into a flip. Davy Boy tags Sombras and Sombras up to the top, Corkscrew Senton! Going for the pin-
1!
Arvin: Imogen easily gets the shoulder up, Sombras is gonna have to do much more than that. Sombras off the ropes and Asai Moonsault! Going for the pin, but Imogen kicks easily. Imogen hits Sombras with a Samoan Drop! Off the ropes and a stomp to the throat of Sombras! Sombras holding his throat, Imogen with a face wash and stomp to the face! At least I assume that's a face, Sombras has never taken his mask off so there could be a black hole behind there.
Colin: Picks Sombras up by his head and snap DDT! Up by the back of the neck again, hands around the waist, Piledriver! Imogen takes a moment to preen and pose, coming back to deadlift, I think we're going to get Next Gen! Imogen lifts Sombras up WHOA SOMBRAS SLIDES BACK AND HITS AN AERIAL VERSION OF THE ORTON BACKBREAKER!
Kendra: You have to admire the creativity of Sombras, wait, he's coming back around from the other side of the ring, you saw that, right?
Colin: I'm not sure if it's speed or magic, either way it's resulting in a running shooting star! Going for a pin-
1!
2!
Kendra: Kalpana drags Sombras out of the ring! Suplex toss into the barricade!
Arvin: Kalpana goes to stomp Sombras into the barricade...he's not there! Sombras tope con hiro from the ring? How'd he...I'm confused, but Kalpana crashed into the barricade. Sombras back into the ring. Sombras tags Davy Boy back, Davy Boy with a spinning lariat to Imogen! Davy with a Surfboard Stomp to Imogen, deadlift German Suplex! Imogen bounces on the back of her neck, that's gotta sting.
Colin: She bounces back up, so I guess it's a Sting...Spring.
Kendra: Dude. No.
Colin: Running bulldog by Imogen. Imogen goes to tag Kalpana, but she hasn't gotten up yet, back roll by Superstar! Oh, Kalpana finally to her feet.
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2!
Arvin: Kalpana slides in with a dropkick to break the pin. Kal to the apron, Imogen tags her in, Kalpana hits Davy Boy with a Half Nelson Suplex! Off the ropes, Davy Boy to his feet just in time to feel the crash of that inverted Canadian Destroyer that put Kalpana on the map here at MAWL. He is able to roll away before she can get the cover. She runs after him and he catches her into a huge fisherman suplex!
1!
Kendra: Kalpana reverses it into a bridging headlock! Superstar Davy Boy easily gets out of that with an elbow to the collarbone of Kalpana and gets her up into a brainbuster! Whips her into his turnbuckle and tags Sombras in, Doomsday Device!
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Colin: Imogen breaks up the pin! Slides back out, Kalpana tags her back, Imogen charges in with a Polish Hammer to Sombras! Imogen deadlifts Sombras! NEXTGEN! This one is done and dusted! Goes for the pin and- there's some chaos in her corner!
Kendra: Tragedeigh arguing with Kalpana, GOLD AND RED MIST! KALPANA COLLAPSES OFF THE APRON! Sombras struggling to his feet-heading to the ropes for the tag-
Arvin: Mal Sangre is reaching for the tag! Mal Sangre wants in!
Kendra: He wants the win with his longtime partner! Sombras is conflicted now what to do, Imogen takes advantage and a roll-up!
1!
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Colin: Sombras kicks! Mal Sangre almost cost his brother in arms the tag titles and it was only his own preservation that prevented tragedy! Imogen is flabbergasted! She's looking over to her corner and Kalpana is still collapsed. Sombras takes this opportunity to hot tag Davy Boy as Mal Sangre is being dressed down by Silva on the outside!
Kendra: Davy Boy drives Imogen to the ground with a knee smash! Davy Boy with a full-nelson suplex! Going for the pin, but Andra is distracted and Imogen pulls three hairpins from her mass of hair, punches Davy Boy in the face with it! Amazing her hair stayed perfectly in place.
Arvin: When you've got more Aquanet than a fishing vessel that'll happen. She's gouging Davy Boy with it, draws blood from his face. Sombras outside going for something under the ring, oh he pulls out a full size mirror! This is smart, Imogen taking a moment to enjoy her reflection, Davy Boy to his feet and DROPKICKS HER INTO THE MIRROR! THE GLASS SHATTERS ALL OVER HER, DAVY BOY ROLLS HER UP! Andra is aware now...
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Arvin: WE HAVE NEW CHAMPIONS!
Superstar Davy Boy wins by Pinfall!
Ash: Here are your winners, and the NEW MAWL Tag Team Champions, SOMBRAS AND SUPERSTAR DAVY BOY!
Kendra: And Gold finally reaches the shores of La Sangre Maldita! Silva's gambit of the last minute substitution paid off and Sombras and Davy showed impeccable teamwork.
Arvin: Of course it did. Ralph Silva is the smartest man in MAWL.
Colin: This has to be a bittersweet moment for that man, Mal Sangre, to see gold around the waist of his brother-in-arms, but not with him.
Kendra: The look on Mal's face says more bitter than sweet, we're talking 72 Percent Cocoa at this point.
Colin: This also begs the question, where was the rest of Zora Luthor International?
Arvin: Oh actually I know this. They were setting up their private jet to celebrate the victory that didn't happen when one of their boxes of party supplies turned out to be an explosive full of pudding. Got all over the jet, all over their wrestling gear. Just everyone and everything a total mess. So a lot of yelling at cleaners and getting dry cleaning done.
We are backstage! In a room, no idea where. The camera is sat in front of an open fire, Burning freshly cut logs as the fire crackles in the air. In the room, is the finest snow leopard skin that money could buy.
But who would kill an endangered animal just so they could lay on their skin for a stupid wrestling segment Enter SM HeartBreaker.
Who lays on the snow leopard skin in front of the fire wearing...oh God. Lord have mercy on my eyes! Let's just say SM HeartBreaker is wearing a suit. Ask no more questions please. SM HeartBreaker turns and faces the camera.
SM: Oh I didn't see you there. Allow me to introduce myself, I am SM HeartBreaker. I am here because I have something to say.
SM HeartBreaker quickly looks to another camera, this one with a weird snapchat type filter on. SM: I'm sorry. SM HeartBreaker returns back to the original camera, showing off the full glory of his...suit.
SM: It had come to my attention that I have hurt the feelings...
SM HeartBreaker turns to that filtered camera and seductively says one word.
SM: Feelings.
Before returning to that horrifying camera that me as the narrator am the only one unfortunate to see.
SM: ...of people I mentioned last week. I have been told I have upset several friends of MAWL and many many MAWL fans on top of the wider wrestling community. For that I say.
Again, cut straight to that filtered camera.
SM: I'm Sorry.
And back.
SM: Sorry for offending all the Jokes, clowns and freaks on the roster. Sorry for offending the competition that wants to see us dead and sorry for the leaches that want to drain us.
A weird camera cut to SM HeartBreaker from the filter camera as he repeats that last part.
SM: Drain us.
We return to the original position with a confused SM, unsure why that cut just happened. We assume it was AI generated.
SM: Anyway. Apparently I am forced to apologise as it's been made clear that I must expose myself.
The seductively weird AI generated camera cut occurs again.
SM: Expose.
We return to a confused SM HeartBreaker who is unsure why that keeps happening, but also has me wondering why couldn't this shot be AI generated. Least put him in some clothes!
SM: Or I will continue to be forced into unplanned impromptu matches like my match against Nero, leaving me unprepared and at a huge disadvantage.
It is clear that SM HeartBreaker is making fake apologises and using AI to do so on his behalf, hence the weird cuts.
SM: So if it means I have to act like the many jokes, clowns and freaks...
The camera cut does it again as we get a weird AI generated shot of SM HeartBreaker seductively saying
SM: Freaks.
CringeMania is running wild!
SM: That plagues this business! In a roster full of pretenders and fakes. Here is the real me. The me that apparently you all want to see. Is this the main eventer you want? Or would you prefer to a real person, who isn't pretending, who isn't playing some clowns gimmick, who isn't having his promos written for him by a little computer.
SM HeartBreaker signals for a towel off screen as the lord finally has mercy on my eyes.
SM: I am SM HeartBreaker. Always will be. I speak nothing but the truth and if you are not happy with that, then you can all...
The weird AI generated cut occurs one final time to wrap it all up as the AI generated SM HeartBreaker seductively looks at the camera and says...
SM: Meow
The screen finally, for the love of God fades to black, the black changing to the green glow of the X Box.
The Xbox console is humming with a spin of the game disc inside or the workings of the computer parts inside. It glows with its usual neon green lights that casts a sleek glow on the walls beside it.
The shot widens to see a large bottle of ‘AMerican Aviation’ Gin, a glass, and a half-eaten ‘Nero Mass Psycho’ protein bar on a small side table, next to a plush tan leather lazy boy. SM Heartbreaker lounging on his couch playing some Xbox while thinking up new ways to irritate fans, and insults to roast his enemies. His newest victim being Nero so called ‘Psycho Supreme’.
After an hour of crafting the perfect promo, and jamming his new favorite Xbox game ‘MAWL Madness 2’, SM Heartbreaker finally decides to call it quits for the night. He crashes out, confident that tomorrow, he'd verbally destroy that lunatic Nero (Spoiler Alert: He is definitely going to destroy Nero on the mic tomorrow, because the mic skills of Nero sucks, and is inferior to the king of the mic, SM Heartbreaker, and this promo is the only time you’ll actually see Nero do anything noteworthy).
The scene switches to SM Heartbreaker deep sleep in his bed wearing his ‘Brother Terry Thunder’ pajamas. He is smiling, probably from a dream of fans booing him in all his magnificent ‘BooMania’ glory.
The camera pans back to his Xbox which autonomously churns up and switches on. The television lights up in the purple hue standby screen, and the green glowing neon light of the Xbox changes to a purple. The Mawl Madness 2 start menu pops up on the screen. Then the purple glow on the wall starts to take the shape of an evil figure. A buffed figure wearing a fedora, and hands with knives attached to them. The sinister figure of glowing purple light moves across the wall, and over SM Heartbreakers headboard seemingly watching SM Heartbreaker sleep.
The camera zooms into SM Heartbreakers twitching eyelids, as purple glowing light slips under them.
The scene switches inside the mind of SM Heartbreaker. What starts off like a nice dream of booing fans and drinking gin, starts to turn creepy and twisted.
SM Heartbreaker finds himself sitting on his leather chair playing MAWL Madness 2 again. He’s on the dreaded stage, where he must defeat Nat Nero, the reigning undisputed DOC Champion.
The setting of the stage? A sleazy, neon-drenched strip joint called ‘Sex Appeal’, complete with a pixelated audience of questionable-looking NPCs throwing monopoly money at the dancers. SM’s in his usual ring gear.
He grips the controller and smirks.
SM HEARTBREAKER: Alright, Nero, let’s see if you can handle this foot to the face—
The character doesn’t kick, instead Nat Nero drags SM Heartbreak up to the stage’s rooftop, and throws him from the building.
YOU LOSE.
SM HEARTBREAKER: Nooooo! I should’ve won, what the hell you stupid game.
The game menu asks if the player wants to restart the match.
SM HEARTBREAKER: Let’s go again, this time I'll win.
SM Heartbreaker is doing better, stringing combos and move sequences, and building his power move EXec bar. But whenever he is about to hit his finisher, it’s like the game bugs, and glitches through the floors to the roof top, where Nero has SM Heartbreaker pressed high above him, and is tossed over the edge of the building.
SM HEARTBREAKER: Again.
SM Heartbreaker slaps himself, trying to focus, and ‘lock-in’ like a sweaty tryhard gamer. Getting frustrated at how difficult, and impossible the game is.
Kicked from the edge.
Uppercutted from the edge.
Dropkicked ‘kung fu monk style’ from the edge.
Then random events start happening like SM Heartbreak getting beaten up by a mob of NPCs and tortured by some strip dancers that stick their stiletto heels into his groin.
He gets thrown into an elevator and trapped then an explosive goes off and kills him.
He even tries to fake his death so Nero would turn around, but instead a coffin is dropped on the roof where SM Heartbreaker is thrown into, but left to suffocate to death.
Then it gets even weirder when a spaceship pod hits the roof, and a little alien organism stuffs itself down SM Heartbreaker's throat, and assimilates all his organs, and rips out of his chest.
99 tries later, and SM Heartbreaker is sweating and tilted. He throws the controller onto the coffee table, and goes to rip out the game.
But when he looks down, he realizes his controller wasn't even plugged in.
His blood runs cold.
His in-game avatar on the screen moves on its own, shifting unnaturally, like a puppet controlled by unseen hands. He picks up the controller and plugs it in, and tries again to move his character.
Then, across the strip club stage, through the artificial haze of cigarette smoke and flashing lights, Nero emerges again.
His in-game model is wrong—the textures glitch, his face warping between different eras, flickering between a dead king’s grimace and his usual twisted smirk.
His voice booms through the club, but it doesn't sound like him—it’s layered, ancient, distorted.
NERO: You thought you were in control, SM? You never were.
SM jerks backward on the controller to try to move away from his opponent, but his character doesn’t move. Nero steps closer.
The neon lights flicker. The NPC dancers stop dancing. Their heads turn in unison, staring at him, their eyes hollow.
A remix of "No Good" by The Prodigy plays in the background, but it’s slowed down and distorted, like it's melting.
The music slows to a crawl, a warped echo.
Nero raises his hand, and suddenly, SM Heartbreaker’s body moves against his will, like he's a ragdoll on invisible strings.
SM HEARTBREAKER: Nah, nah—this ain't right! I control my fate!
But when he looks down at his hands, they are sewn to the controller, tendons stretched like marionette strings.
His breath hitches. He tries to rip away, but Nero is already in front of him.
NERO: There’s no running, Heartbreaker.
SM screams as Nero reaches out, fingers stretching unnaturally long, covering SM's face. The screen flashes GAME OVER in dripping red letters.
SM bolts upright in bed, gasping for air, drenched in sweat.
His chest rises and falls as he tries to shake off the nightmare.
SM HEARTBREAKER: Damn, that was some Freddy Krueger-level sh—
A hand wraps around his mouth.
He freezes. The scent of sweat and old leather fills his nose. A whisper tickles his ear.
NERO: Told you... you can't escape me.
SM kicks wildly, trying to break free—
He sits up again—for real this time. The room is dark, eerily silent. His heart pounds against his ribs.
He slowly turns his head.
The chair in the corner of his room... is empty.
But his gaming setup? The screen is on. The game is still running.
And Nero’s character is staring directly at him.
GAMEOWER.
SM Heartbreaker squints his eyes and reads the screen again.
GAMEOWER.
Is he really reading what he thinks he’s reading? He shakes his head, and rubs his eyes, then his eyes fully focus.
GAME OVER.
The screen flickers. Then, with a single ominous click—
It resets.
The lights flicker blue and yellow to the crowd's immense pop.
Colin: The frenetic drum fill, the machine gun guitar riff, this crowd knows that signifies one thing.
Arvin: Another person who's not supposed to be here today.
Kendra: Sounds like Boston disagrees with you, Arv.
Arvin: Yeah what else is new.
The drums temporarily kick out, but when they return, Brian Storm jumps out to a lightning pyro and a huge cheer. Brian pulls a mic out.
Brian: Aye, let's put a right pause on the music there, lads, eh?
The music stops.
Brian: Did ye all watch what I just watched?
The crowd cheers.
Brian: Aye. SM Heartbreaker, ye gods. We been puttin' up with ye runnin' yer mouth about how yer the best of us and how ye took the fight to DOC and ye stepped up when none o' us would. An' finally, when it's time fer ya to put up or shut up, ye decide ye cannae do either.
The crowd shouts "AYE!" in agreement.
Brian: Ye wanna talk about how yer a big tough man and how we should be thankful fer ye standin' up to DOC, well DOC was jus' delivered at yer doorstep lad. Are ye a man o' bones or a man o' words? Does SM stand for somethin' or jus Soft Man? Do ye have more'n a mouth on ya boyo? I even softened Nero up last week, ye wanna see a real fight go back an' watch that. Hell, ye can pull it up on yer phones at mawlefed.com to give ye a right distraction while Soft Man gets his arse handed to him.
Colin: Brian just suggested to our audience to skip over the SM fight. That's cold.
Brian: Now I'm a man o' bones and I'm a man o' my word, an' I know I wasn't supposed to be here today, but do ye Bostonites wanna see how a real man handles the unexpected?
The crowd yells "AYE!" even louder.
Brian: That's what I thought. I knew I liked ye Boston. Anyone, anyone at all, wanna tangle in a li'l no holds barred? Come out and face the Storm! Kick that music back in!
The song resumes and the crowd sings at the top of their lungs in unison as Brian runs down high-fiving them.
Kendra: Brian Storm just opened a challenge to anyone.
The crowd hums in excitement and anticipation. All is silent for a moment until-
Arvin: So this whole thing was a giant troll by Brian Storm. Just a joke to him.
Kendra: No, it looks like Brian is as caught off guard by this as the rest of us, but with a smirk that reads "too easy."
After about 25 seconds, still no Kitty!
Colin: The crowd's getting restless, Brian's getting restless, looks like Kitty! got cold paws.
The titantron turns on to see Kitty! lying on the soundboard in the control room, purring.
Arvin: This is disturbing.
Colin: Oh don't judge.
The camera pans over to see...Delaware Daredevil Daria Donner??
Daria: No disrespect to you Brian. We also saw that promo you were talking about, and a wise man once told me, if you can back it up with a fight, don't pass up the opportunity for a joke. I think you may know him.
The crowd excitedly sings along - ah ah ahhhh ahhh ahhhh
Colin: Heeee's baaaaaaaack!
The lights flash on and off to "Thunder!" and sure enough, the man himself arrives.
Steve: BOSSSSSSSS TONNNNNN!!!!!
The crowd goes absolutely batshit.
Steve: So funny story, true story, I was in town doing some US Promotion for the amazing upcoming event Crowning Glory in RRRRRRRIIIIO!!! For Path to Glory. And I was watching this live, as I do any one of your Madnesses...Madnii? When I can. And I was like "Damn, I could really use a chance to avoid ring rust, I wonder if an opportunity would arise," and here you are, and here I am. And it's a wild bit o' kismet that.
The crowd cheers.
Steve: Now, I was thinking about coming here and challenging SM Heartbreaker...don't think I didn't read between the lines, bud, but it's clear that you're not really emotionally capable of handling a last minute match so I guess I'll have to call your podcast producer or whoever to set something up. But now, Brian, here you are with an open challenge. We're both looking for dance partners, so whaddya think Boston? Should we do this thing?
The crowd goes absolutely bananas...and then the lights go off.
When the lights go on, Brian is surrounded by Damian Blackheart, Thor, and Mal Sangre!
Kendra: It looks like some other people had the same idea of answering Brian's open challenge!
Arvin: See, these ones actually make sense. They're actual MAWL. Go back to Path, Steve!
Colin: Looks like Steve has the opposite idea, and now he's joined on the apron by Daria and down they come! Brian in the ring not backing down, not running away, throwing punches in every which direction but the cavalry is here! Thunder and Donner trading fists with Kawashima and Blackheart, giving Storm an opening to land punches on Mal Sangre! It's a mass of fists and feet and just utter chaos and THERE THE LIGHTS GO AGAIN!
Kendra: Oh no, the red smiley faces are out to play. I hate this part.
Colin: If you get Thunder, you're gonna get Rade.
Kendra: And here comes El Gallito charging! This is just insane. This is just a brawl all around! What is happening??
Elisa Mae He comes out.
Elisa: Since y'all think o' yourselves as ready to fight at all costs, we're gonna make this clown car an actual clown car.
Elisa presses a button and the middle turnbuckles light up.
Elisa: If y'all hit the middle turnbuckles, a new competitor enters. If y'all can clear the ring and be the last one standin' y'all are gonna get to fight for the Inferno Title at Taxiderby!
Colin: Storm comes right in Mal Sangre. with a high knee shot to Rade. Gallito off the ropes and going for the front dropkick on Rade but Rade moves and he hits Storm instead! Blackheart runs forward and hits a DDT on Sangre.
Kendra: Daria off the ropes and a poison rana on Gallito! Going for the pin-
1!
Kendra: Gallito kicks out. Blackheart blocks a headbutt from Sangre and quick punch to the head! Daria comes flying towards Rade but Thor intercepts her! Got her up in the Argentine...holding, Thunder trying to come toward her but Rade blocks him! Mjolnir's Wrath!!
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2!
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Daria Donner is eliminated by Thor!
Daria is pissed and she purposely hits the turnbuckle on the way out! Out comes SlowMo Tapout!
Colin: As Sangre gets a punch back on Blackheart, SlowMo Tapout enters the chat! Blackheart hits Gallito with a fisherman buster... Thunder tries to catch Blackheart coming up but Blackheart whips him into the Middle Turnbuckle!
Out comes Moon!
Kendra: Thunder runs out of that corner and a Jumping Somersault Kick to Rade! The man is undeterred! Gallito off the ropes and coming to follow up on Rade but misses again and front dropkick pushes Brian into the middle turnbuckle, catches him into a hurancanrana!
Out comes Manta Ray!
Arvin: SlowMo with a Tiger Driver 97 to Gallito! And Blackheart capitalizes on that to catch Gallito into a swinging neckbreaker and he goes for a pin, but Gallito kicks. Moon hits a big exploder suplex to Sangre, and that catches the middle turnbuckle again! Oh, this is recipe for disaster.
Out comes Jay the Joker!
Kendra: And two debuts in an unexpected fashion now, as we have this man, Jay the Joker. Gallito goes up to the turnbuckle and a HUGE CRAZY COOP DIVE TO BRIAN STORM! WAIT...he stepped on the middle turnbuckle, didn't he.
Colin: Sure did.
Out comes Ragnarrr!
Colin: Gallito covers Brian!
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2!
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Brian Storm is eliminated by El Gallito Loco!
Colin: The man who started this whole thing is now taken out by the Rooster. Thor up to the top rope, solid Hammer Fist to SlowMo! Going for a pin-
1!
Kendra: SlowMo kicks out. Rade with a huge Chokeslam Toss to Gallito...Gallito trying to get himself redirected in midair but in doing so hits the middle turnbuckle again.
Out comes Lucie "Tiger" Rossi!
Arvin: Rade covers Gallito-
1!
2!
Colin: Gallito gets the shoulder up!! And Sangre with a headbutt to Jay the Joker, then turns around to mist SlowMo! And a throat jab to Slow to continue to the pressure. And Manta with the Springboard Hurancanrana to Gallito! Mar de Plata!
1!
Kendra: Gallito not staying down. Damian drives Thor down with the Plaguebringer!! Going for the pin!
1!
21
3!
Thor is eliminated by Damian Blackheart!
Colin: Ragnarrr driving SlowMo to the ground with a Spinebuster. Blackheart with a solid leg lariat to Manta Ray. SlowMo holds Ragnarrr down and locks in the Fangs!! Ragnarrr can't make it to the ropes and he taps!
Ragnarrr is eliminated by SlowMo Tapout!
Arvin: Tapout living up to her name. But Blackheart with a sliding dropkick to Tapout as she gets up. Thunder comes charging Rade with a single leg dropkick and Rade moves, Thunder accidentally gets Manta Ray! Thunder apologizes to Manta. Why would you apologize?
Colin: I think if I'm not mistaken they're cousins. Rade takes advantage of this and solid running hammer to Manta. Moon with a running headbutt to Sangre. Gallito and Blackheart weirdly working together, temporary alliances are a part of big matches like this, throwing Jay the Joker across the ropes, Jay coming back with a double clothesline to show them what a bad idea that was.
Kendra: Pop up Powerbomb, Bloodline's Wrath, from Sangre to Gallito!! Going for the pin-
1!
2!
3!
El Gallito Loco is eliminated by Mal Sangre!
Arvin: The Rooster is finally cooked! Thunder comes off the ropes and Thunderstruck to Rade! And Blackheart with a discus boot to Tiger, and her head bounces against the...middle turnbuckle.
Out comes Cam E Leon!
Colin: Blackheart catches Sangre with an Axe Kick! Moon hits Thunder with a forearm, Thunder comes back around and Thunderstruck to Blackheart! Thunder going for the pin-
1!
Arvin: Blackheart kicks out! Cam with a single leg dropkick to Moon. Thunder getting to the ropes...Springboard and a VENOM SPIKE TO DAMIAN BLACKHEART! Going for the pin-Rade saves Blackheart! And Manta avenges his cousin with a running missile dropkick to Rade! Rade staggers a tiny bit, but turns around with a giant headbutt to Manta. Moon hits Sangre with a devastating uppercut. Manta eats a tilt-a-whirl headscissors by Cam!
Colin: Damian Blackheart running bulldog to Rade! Rade gets up but his giant size means that as he gets up he hits that middle turnbuckle.
Out comes Ivan Volkov!
Kendra: Sangre mists Cam! And Jay the Joker with a giant head smash to Volkov on the...middle turnbuckle.
Out comes AM Brooks!
Colin: Manta up to the ropes, SPRINGBOARD DDT TO RADE! It makes sense that he'd hit a move dedicated to his cousin on his cousin's most storied rival! Going for the pin-
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2!
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Rade is eliminated by Manta Ray!
Colin: And this is the third member of that bloodline to dispatch of Rade!! Manta Ray has etched his place in the family's legacy!
Arvin: And Jay the Joker hits the Joker's Last Laugh on Sangre! Going for the pin-
1!
2!
3!
Mal Sangre is eliminated by Jay the Joker!
Kendra: And Joker gets himself up by...hitting the middle turnbuckle. Good lord.
Out comes Neon Juan Guyverno!
Arvin: And Joker's Last Laugh on Cam! But Cam able to get to the ropes and Manta Ray with a Shining Wizard on Joker as he tries to get up while Cam runs right into Damian's boot. Volkov solid side slam to Tiger but nothing comes of it, and Manta Ray with a giant spinning wheel kick to Volkov!
Colin: Volkov up and a snake eyes to Moon, yet again on that Middle Turnbuckle.
Out comes Tortuga de Acero...slowly.
Arvin: If he doesn't make it to the ring by the time the rest of these are eliminated does he have to count in this match?
Colin: I think so, yes. Meanwhile Brooks cheap shot to Neon Juan! And Manta Ray hits a dropkick to Moon, whose head hits that turnbuckle.
Out comes Shadow Kawashima! And he picks Tortuga up and carries him to the ring kicking and screaming, and throws him in!
Colin: Cam throws his tail at Damian Blackheart, Blackheart confused and Cam dropkicks him out! Blackheart gets Skinked! Kawashima hammer throws Brooks into the turnbuckle, and yep, that was the middle one.
Out comes Valencia Valdez!
Arvin: SlowMo decimating Lucie Rossi with a backbreaker. Tortuga hits Valdez with a headbutt, and Thunder adds to that with a running shooting star! Cam throws another tail and this time it catches Neon Juan...Juan gets Skinked too! Kawashima locks Thunder in a Cobra Clutch!! And Thunder fighting mightily to break the hold, he can't do it, Shadow locks it in even tighter and Thunder passes out!
Sting Ray Steve Thunder is eliminated by Shadow Kawashima!
Colin: UNBELIEVABLE! Shadow takes out Mr. W2. Volkov locking up with Tortuga...up Tortuga goes into a Vertical Suplex and walking him around, this is both faster and slower than Tortuga is used to moving...and an IRON CURTAIN! Volkov covers-
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Tortuga de Acero is eliminated by Ivan Volkov!
Kendra: Tortuga is outta here, and Volkov gets up to taste a spinning back kick by Brooks. Blackheart with a solid chest chop to Joker. Joker takes it out on Valdez with a strong chop of his own.
Moon: This is for the battle between good and evil! This is ARMAGEDDON!
Arvin: MOONSTRIKE TO AM BROOKS! And the cover, but Brooks gets her arm on the ropes. SlowMo and Joker toss Neon off the ropes, but he comes back with a double fist but. SlowMo pulls Blackheart's foot down, Cam goes up to the ropes and flailing frog splash to Blackheart! But Blackheart kicks out!!
Colin: And SlowMo eats a Kangaroo Kick from Neon Juan. Joker locks in an ankle lock on Guyverno, but also eats a kangaroo kick. Sling Blade by Manta to SlowMo! And the Moonsault! Calls this the Tidal Rush! And the pin-
1!
Kendra: Slow kicks out but goes right into a Spinning Tiger Suplex by Lucie Rossi!
1!
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3!
SlowMo Tapout is eliminated by Lucie "Tiger" Rossi!
Colin: And Rossi takes out Tapout, but eats a forearm shot by Valdez! Moon with a dropkick to Manta and it...hits that Middle Turnbuckle.
Out comes Morgan Maverick!
Arvin: Valdez gets some backup now. And Volkov smashes AM's head on that Middle Turnbuckle because they just don't learn.
Out comes Hazel Clarke!
Kendra: Volkov with a Spinebuster on Joker now! Neon Juan hits a flipping armbar on Moon. Lucie hits a quick punch to Volkov, not sure that was a great idea. Volkov with a discus lariat to AM Brooks. Valdez charges Moon but Moon catches her with a huracanrana!
Colin: Now Clarke with a corkscrew lariat to Maverick! Volkov devastates Blackheart with a giant boot. Clarke with a giant tilt-a-whirl headscissors to Blackheart! Manta Ray hits a clothesline on Rossi into a turnbuckle and it looks like it was another middle one.
Out comes Dino H. Boro!
Colin: Out comes Dino H. Boro, I believe he is a new recruit for La Family! Hazel Clarke throws Jay the Joker off the ropes and catches him with a Spinaroony Kick! Lucie Rossi hits that Spinning Tiger on Cam E Leon! Going for the pin-
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Cam E. Leon is eliminated by Lucie "Tiger" Rossi!
Kendra: Clarke with a quick punch combo to Guyverno. Rossi with an axe handle to Maverick, and Manta gets that Springboard DDT to Valdez!!
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Vicious Valencia Valdez is eliminated by Manta Ray!
Colin: Stiff punch by Dino to Morgan Maverick, followed by a stiff gut punch. Valencia and Morgan weren't able to do much to help each other, and Manta with a tilt-a-whirl neckbreaker. Manta Ray with a tilt a whirl neckbreaker to Blackheart. Rossi with a jumping DDT with AM Brooks!
Arvin: Kawashima going for a crucifix pin on Guyverno but no dice. Dino H. Boro straps a Chickenwing Camel Clutch on Blackheart! He calls it the 187! Blackheart trying to get to the ropes, trying to get to Shadow Kawashima, but he goes down for the count and taps!!
Damian Blackheart is eliminated by Dino H. Boro!
Colin: HUGE Alabama Slam by Morgan Maverick to Ivan Volkov! Hazel gets a jumping knee on Shadow Kawashima but Shadow seems barely fazed. Clarke moves to Rossi with a running headscissors! Clarke is on fire! She charges with a spin kick on Guyverno, NO GUYVERNO DUCKS AND CATCHES A SPIN KICK OF HIS OWN! Volkov and Rossi both trying to get to their feet, Rossi up first and Spinning Tiger Suplex to Volkov!!
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Ivan Volkov is eliminated by Lucie "Tiger" Rossi!
Kendra: Moon with a series of chops to Kawashima, he looks like he's not registering those either. This man is truly terrifying and AM Brooks adds a punch. Guyverno glips over Moon and DDT. Dino hits Hazel with a front slam! Shadow devastates Juan with a headbutt!
Colin: Rossi with a crucifix pin to Moon but he kicks easily. AM with an O'Connor Roll to Hazel but she also kicks easily. Guyverno with a spin kick to Jay the Joker and Clarke around from another angle with a spinkick to Joker! Rossi continues this with a dropkick to the back of Joker but his head hits that middle turnbuckle and we've got another contestant.
Out comes Kitty!!
Colin: Clarke with a huracanrana to Joker and the pin!
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Jay the Joker is eliminated by Hazel Clarke!
Arvin: And AM Brooks showing her dominance with a running STO to Dino. Maverick hits Neon Juan with a Spear! AM Brooks hits Shadow with a running back elbow and Shadow backs up just enough to hit that Middle Turnbuckle.
Out comes Syndy Sweet!
Colin: Moon hits the Moonstrike on AM Brooks! But Brooks rolls out of danger. Manta Ray with the Springboard DDT to Lucie Rossi!
1!
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Kendra: Lucie kicks! But Kitty! gets the elbow drop on her! Manta with a back kick to Moon. Lucie and Juan get Clarke up and DOUBLE BRAINBUSTER! Lucie with the cover-
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Colin: Clarke gets the shoulder up, but Sweet rocks her with a basement dropkick. Manta Ray and Kitty! with a double Spear to Shadow Kawashima!! Kitty! going for a pin but Shadow kicks. Lucie hits Moon with a spike piledriver! Moon up and hits Neon Juan with a back suplex but Juan's head hits the turnbuckle and the buzzer goes off. This match is insane.
Out comes Kan Laboed!
Kendra: Neon Juan with a wheelbarrow jawbreaker to Hazel Clarke! And AM Brooks hits a sitout jawbreaker on Boro! Shadow with a chop to the throat of Sweet, I don't know why Sweet thought she'd get away unscathed. Dino with a quick left to Rossi. Manta with the Springboard DDT on Kitty!! Going for the pin-
1!
Colin: Kitty! kicks! Clarke locks up with Rossi up in the Platytude - Rossi is struggling, barely holding out, looks brutal and I'm not sure if she...just barely gets to the ropes.
Kendra: Kitty! rolls up on Dino-no pin. Morgan gets Moon up in an elevated spinebuster...Moon reverses into a tornado DDT! And the cover-
1!
Arvin: Maverick is made of much stronger stuff than that, and she kicks. But right up into a poison rana from Clarke who goes again for the pin-Maverick reverses it! But Hazel kicks. Neon Juan gets involved in this and 1 Northern Lights, 2 Northern Lights, the full Neon Lights to Maverick! Still no count!
Kendra: Shadow locks the Cobra Clutch in on Kan! Kan makes it to the ropes and accidentally trips the turnbuckle.
Out comes JP Spears!
Arvin: JP Spears is in the house! Neon Juan with a flipping dropkick to Shadow! And Spears running off the ropes, HIT CHECK TO ROSSI! Going for the pin-
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Lucie "Tiger" Rossi is eliminated by JP Spears!
Colin: Tiger had a good run but her time is done for tonight. Kitty! hits a running headbutt on Moon. Spears gets the Hit Check on Shadow Kawashima!! But Kawashima gets out without a count! Boro with a forearm shot to Maverick. AM Brooks rakes the eyes of Manta Ray and DDT into a cover-Manta kicks before 1. Brooks pissed and rakes the eyes of Kan.
Kendra: Kan and Manta throwing Kitty! off the ropes, going for a double dropkick but Kitty! ducks it, back around with a spear for both of them!
Colin: And Guyverno goes up to the ropes and moonsault that gets both Manta and Clarke! Going for a pin on Clarke-
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Hazel Clarke is eliminated by Neon Juan Guyverno!
Arvin: Syndy Sweet locks the Baker's Dirty Dozen in on Spears! Spears struggling but he gets to the ropes. Kan up to the ropes...Corkscrew 540 to Neon Juan! He calls it the Final Hour!
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Neon Juan Guyverno is eliminated by Kan Laboed!
Arvin: And Kan barely up, JP SPEARS WITH THE HIT CHECK!
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Colin: Kan kicks! And the two hit a Double Superkick on AM Brooks! Spears with the pin-
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AM Brooks is eliminated by JP Spears!
Kendra: Shadow hits a running elbow on Dino! And Moon with a series of chops on Manta. Kan goes for a quick scoop pin on Moon but it goes nowhere. But Moon gets up to Manta's Springboard DDT!! Pin-
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Moon is eliminated by Manta Ray!
Colin: Maverick locked in on Dino Boro...TAKES HIM TO THE MORG!
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Dino H. Boro is eliminated by Morgan Maverick!
Arvin: And now she rolls up Kitty!!
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Kitty! is eliminated by Morgan Maverick!
Colin: Down to 6. Kan with a quick punch on Shadow. Shadow goes for a pin on Spears but he reverses! No count though as Shadow kicks up and Shadow turns his attention back to Kan for a spinning sidewalk slam. Camel Clutch to Kan! Kan taps!!
Kan Laboed is eliminated by Shadow Kawashima!
Kendra: And Sweet locks the Baker's Dirty Dozen on Maverick!! Maverick looks like she's starting to fade but just makes it to the ropes. Maverick gets up and Manta charges her, but she whips him into the turnbuckle and that signals the buzzer. We were so close.
Out comes Tim Tagi!
Colin: And Tim coming in, launches himself at Spears and Axiom may call it the Golden Ratio but he calls it the Croatio! And JP reverses it -
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Tim Tagi is eliminated by JP Spears!
Arvin: A very quick night for Tagi. Syndy Sweet trips Shadow and she's got the Baker's Dirty Dozen locked in!! Shadow Kawashima, can he make it to the ropes, can he get himself, no! He taps!
Shadow Kawashima is eliminated by Syndy Sweet!
Arvin: Syndy Sweet with the Burning Hammer to Manta Ray! She calls it a Preheat! And Manta bounces into the Middle Turnbuckle.
Out comes Devon Delight!
Colin: Tilt-a-whirl headscissors by Manta Ray to Spears! Boot by Maverick to Delight and Maverick turns around to take a quick punch from Manta. Delight tries to add to that but Maverick headbutts him then hits a Uranage to Syndy Sweet! Delight to the Corner....OREGON TRAIL TO SPEARS!
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JP Spears is eliminated by Devon Delight!
Kendra: Sweet tries to take advantage of Delight getting up to hit a Shining Wizard, but Delight ducks and hits with a back suplex. Maverick absolutely devastates Manta Ray with that spear! Maverick switches it up and a jumping hammer fist to Sweet, Manta Ray gets to the ropes and Springboard DDT to Delight!
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Devon Delight is eliminated by Manta Ray!
Arvin: Down to Sweet, Manta Ray, and Maverick, and Sweet with a jumping knee to Maverick! Sweet tries for the knee shot to Manta Ray and Manta reverses into the pin!!
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Syndy Sweet is eliminated by Manta Ray!
Kendra: We are down to the final 2 and the buzzers have been deactivated! One of these two will get the Inferno Title Shot at Taxiderby! Maverick with a Uranage to Manta Ray! And a pop up powerbomb!
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Colin: Manta kicks! Morgan drills him with a reverse chokeslam! And another! Just stomping Manta out.
Arvin: Yeah! Get him! Get him! Bridging fisherman suplex-
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Manta Ray is eliminated! Morgan Maverick wins!
Ash: Here is your winner, the Philly Phirebrand, MORGAN MAAAAVERICK!
Arvin: Morgan Maverick proving that there's still some dominance in the ZLI, as she seeks to bring gold back to the business.
Kendra: Since we're talking about bringing gold back, it's fitting our next championship match involves a team looking to reclaim theirs.
Ash: The following contest is the Trios Tag Title Match and it is scheduled for one fall!
The bassline kicks in and the lights flash rumble orange purple and gold, with orange and purple spotlights in an X and a gold one in between strobing intensely to the guitar riff. When the drums hit, Jaguar King, Lionheart, and Victor Kingston stomp in their respective colors and a giant crown firework explodes behind them. The crowd loses their dang minds.
Ash: First, the challengers! At a combined weight of 759 pounds, Jaguar King, Lionheart, and the Goldmane Victor Kingston, they are ANIMALITIES!
Colin: And Jaguar King went in to try to get this fight through Radio Silence themselves and was met with a bad trip of an experience, so he took it up the ladder.
Kendra: Well, they were the rightful trios champs and Daedalus surprised them out of nowhere to win those belts.
Arvin: If you're going to be a champion, you have to expect unexpected challenges.
📢 [Arena Lights Cut to Black – A Pulsing Beat Echoes Through the Silence]
🎵 "Put on your war paint!"
💥 (SYNC MOMENT: A massive burst of pyro ignites from the stage, lighting up the haze of smoke as the crowd buzzes with anticipation.)
🔥 (Three silhouettes emerge, backlit by chaotic red, purple, and blue strobes—The Daedalus Effect, MAWL Trios Champions, representing Radio Silence.)
💜 (At the center, Zagreus stands tall with his dark purple Venetian-style mask catching the flickering lights. His posture is regal, surveying the arena as though he already owns it.)
❤️ (To his right, Johnny remains stone-faced, arms crossed, his sleek black half-mask glowing with neon red circuitry. He moves with a quiet intensity, prepared for whatever comes next.)
💙 (On the left, V bounces on his feet, his black visor reflecting the strobe lights. His energy is electric, practically vibrating with anticipation as he hypes the crowd.)
📢 Ring Announcer:
"And now, the moment you've all been waiting for... at a combined weight of 650 pounds... representing RADIO SILENCE... they are the MAWL TRIOS CHAMPIONS... ZAGREUS, JOHNNY, AND V... THE DAEDALUS EFFECT!!"
🎵 "We are the jack-o-lanterns in July—setting fire to the sky!"
🔥 (SYNC MOMENT: As the beat kicks in, all three explode into motion, striding toward the ring with effortless confidence, as the MAWL Trios Championship titles glisten on their shoulders.)
💜 Zagreus carries the weight of the Trios gold like it was always meant to be his, smirking as he walks with a calm, almost princely arrogance.
❤️ Johnny’s pace is steady and methodical, his eyes locked onto the ring as the weight of the titles feel as natural as breathing.
💙 V is full of energy, hyping the crowd up with raised arms and nods, letting them feed into his kinetic drive.
🎵 "So we can take the world back from a heart attack—one maniac at a time!"
🔥 (SYNC MOMENT: Reaching the ring, Johnny and Zagreus vault onto the apron simultaneously, gripping the top rope with synchronized precision. Their Trios titles glimmer in the lights, signaling that they are the ones to beat.)
💙 (V sprints ahead, diving under the bottom rope in one fluid motion, popping up instantly with his arms outstretched, daring anyone to challenge their reign.)
🎵 "So dance alone to the beat of your heart!"
💜 (SYNC MOMENT: Zagreus front-flips over the top rope, landing gracefully before pacing the ring with a cocky smirk, one hand brushing the Trios titles around his waist.)
❤️ (Johnny steps inside with methodical calm, adjusting his wrist tape as he relishes the crowd’s reaction.)
🔥 (SYNC MOMENT: As the final chorus hits, Zagreus and Johnny break off to opposite corners, climbing up with their Trios titles held high. The arena shakes with excitement.)
💙 (V, ever the showman, hits the ropes and rebounds into a handspring backflip, landing in the center of the ring on one knee with his arms spread wide, the gold glinting in the spotlight.)
🎵 "Put on your war paint!"
📢 (SYNC MOMENT: The music cuts. The lights snap to full brightness. The arena erupts—The Daedalus Effect stands tall, their Trios titles held proudly, ready to defend their reign as MAWL Trios Champions.)
The bell rings!
The crowd inside the MAWL Arena is electric as both trios stand across the ring from each other. The Daedalus Effect—Johnny, V, and Zagreus—hold their Trios Championship belts high, while Animalities—Lionheart, Jaguar King, and Victor Kingston—stand unshaken, eyes locked on their opponents.
Colin McRae: "Here we go, folks! MAWL Trios Titles on the line, and if there’s one thing we know about these two teams, it’s that they don’t back down!"
Kendra Mavis: "You’ve got two squads who are fast, powerful, and incredibly well-coordinated. This is gonna be a chess match at high speed!"
Arvin Wallace: "Please, Kendra. Animalities are gonna grind these high-flyers into the mat and take what should’ve been theirs already."
The bell rings, and it's Zagreus starting things off against Jaguar King. The two circle, then explode into a rapid striking exchange—Jaguar with precise palm strikes, Zagreus with quick forearm shots.
Colin: "Right out the gate, neither man holding back! Zagreus with a forearm—Jaguar King answers with a sharp palm strike!"
Kendra: "This is what we expected! Speed versus precision!"
Zagreus ducks a roundhouse, springboards off the ropes—Jaguar King sidesteps—Zagreus lands, but Jaguar hits a Dragon Screw Leg Whip and drops into an Arm Trap Cross Armbreaker! Zagreus scrambles, rolling through and tagging in V!
Colin: "Immediate tag! And here comes V!"
V leaps in with a Springboard 450 Feint—Jaguar King rolls out of the way, but V lands smoothly and snaps into a Step-up Enzuigiri! Jaguar King stumbles, but quickly tags in Lionheart!
Kendra: "Back and forth, no wasted motion! Lionheart's in!"
Arvin: "Now it gets fun."
Lionheart charges, blasting through V with a stiff Lariat! He pulls him up, hoists him for a Deadlift German Suplex— but V flips mid-air, landing on his feet! He rushes the ropes, rebounds—Lionheart catches him mid-run with a Spinebuster! Cover!
Colin: "SPINEBUSTER! First cover of the match!"
One! Tw—V KICKS OUT!
Kendra: "That was a big impact early, but V’s not staying down that easy!"
Lionheart drags V up, looking for a Vertical Suplex, but V shifts his weight—lands behind—Dropkick to the knee! Lionheart stumbles forward, and V quickly tags in Johnny!
Arvin: "Oh great, now we gotta watch Johnny showboat."
Johnny springboards in—Springboard Tornado DDT! Lionheart’s head spikes into the mat! Cover!
One! Two—Kickout!
Johnny stays on him, sending Lionheart to the ropes—Lionheart reverses—Johnny ducks a clothesline, bounces back—Discus Lariat from Lionheart! He drops Johnny hard and tags in Victor Kingston!
Colin: "And now Victor Kingston enters the fray!"
Kingston immediately asserts dominance, dragging Johnny up—Exploder Suplex! Johnny lands hard in the corner. Kingston drags him up—Butterfly Backbreaker! Cover!
One! Two—Johnny kicks out!
Kendra: "Kingston is just a powerhouse, and every move has impact!"
Kingston pulls Johnny up for a Uranage, but Johnny elbows out, lands on his feet—Jumping Knee Strike! Kingston stumbles—Johnny leaps—Springboard Crossbody—CAUGHT! Kingston muscles him up into a Pumphandle Slam! Cover!
One! Two—Johnny kicks out again!
Arvin: "This is what I mean. These punks can fly all they want, but Kingston will shut them down every time!"
Kingston drags Johnny to Animalities’ corner—Tag to Jaguar King! Jaguar King immediately unleashes rapid knee strikes to the ribs, then whips Johnny—Snap Powerslam! Cover!
One! Two—Kickout again!
Colin: "Back and forth! Nobody’s staying down!"
Jaguar King whips Johnny to the ropes—Johnny handsprings off the middle rope—Back Elbow Smash! Jaguar stumbles—Johnny leaps and tags Zagreus!
Zagreus vaults in—Diving Meteora! He stays on Jaguar, dragging him up—Rolling Kick to the gut! He hooks the leg—Fisherman Suplex with a Bridge! Cover!
One! Two—Kickout!
Kendra: "So close! Zagreus is picking up speed!"
Zagreus points to the corner—Tag to V! V slingshots in—Springboard 450 Splash! Cover!
One! Two—Lionheart breaks it up!
Colin: "It’s chaos already!"
Lionheart drags V up, looking for a Powerbomb, but Johnny charges—Claymore Kick to Lionheart! Lionheart spills through the ropes!
*Jaguar King throws a **spinning heel kick at Johnny—*but Zagreus catches him with a Superkick! Jaguar spills out!
Kingston charges, looking for a Discus Lariat—but V ducks! Zagreus and Johnny both land Stereo Superkicks! Kingston tumbles to the floor!
Kendra: "OH! The Daedalus Effect just cleared the ring!"
Arvin: "Yeah, but look at them! They’re not stopping!"
Zagreus paces back, measuring the outside as Johnny and V prepare—
Colin: "Are they thinking—OH HERE THEY GO!"
Zagreus SPRINGBOARDS HIGH—SOMERSAULT PLANCHA TO THE FLOOR! Johnny and V DIVE THROUGH THE ROPES IN TANDEM! The champions CRASH into Animalities, wiping out everyone!
Kendra: "TRIPLE DIVE! THEY’RE TAKING FLIGHT!"
Crowd: "HOLY S**! HOLY S***!"*
Colin: "WHAT A MOVE! Zagreus over the top, Johnny and V through the ropes—THIS is why they are the MAWL Trios Champions!"
The referee begins the count as all six wrestlers lay sprawled outside the ring.
One! Two! Three!
Arvin: "I’ll give them this—when they hit, they hit big!"
Four! Five!
Colin: "Who’s gonna get up first?! We’ve gotta take a break, but this match is FAR from over!"
The crowd is still buzzing from the triple dive sequence, with bodies scattered at ringside. Slowly, The Daedalus Effect begin stirring first, rolling Kingston back into the ring as Johnny and V take position on the apron. Zagreus slides in, breathing heavy but fired up as the crowd roars!
Colin McRae: "The champions are rolling now! The Daedalus Effect are locked in, and they’ve got Victor Kingston isolated!"
Kendra Mavis: "This is a masterclass in teamwork! Keep Kingston in their corner, cut the ring in half, and wear him down!"
Arvin Wallace: "This is ridiculous! They’re treating Kingston like a tackling dummy!"
Zagreus tags in Johnny, who steps in confidently, measuring Kingston before delivering a stiff shoot kick to the chest! Kingston grunts, trying to push up, but Johnny bounces off the ropes—Sliding Forearm Smash! Cover!
One! Two—Kickout!
Colin: "Kingston kicks out, but that’s not the point here—The Daedalus Effect are keeping him locked down!"
Johnny pulls Kingston up, hooks him—Snap Suplex! Kingston sits up groggy, only for Johnny to tag in V, who slingshots in with a Springboard Senton! Another quick cover!
One! Two—Kickout!
Kendra: "They’re forcing Kingston to expend energy with every kickout!"
V wastes no time, yanking Kingston up into a Front Facelock, dragging him back toward their corner. Tag to Zagreus!
Zagreus springboards in—Diving Knee Drop to the back of Kingston’s head! The big man stumbles but stays on his knees—Zagreus rebounds off the ropes—Basement Dropkick to the face! Kingston slumps back down! Cover!
One! Two—Another kickout!
Arvin: "This isn’t fair! Kingston needs a tag, and they won’t let him breathe!"
Zagreus smirks, pulling Kingston to his feet, but Kingston throws a desperate forearm! Zagreus staggers—Kingston tries to rush past—BUT NO! Johnny and V both step into the ring, cutting off his escape!
Colin: "Look at the control! Every time Kingston gets a chance, The Daedalus Effect shuts him down!"
Zagreus tags Johnny back in, who immediately lands a Sliding European Uppercut! Kingston is rocked! Johnny hauls him up, looking for a Fisherman Suplex— but Kingston suddenly powers through, lifting Johnny up in a Bearhug! The crowd starts cheering—BUT V BREAKS IT WITH A SUPERKICK TO THE BACK OF KINGSTON’S HEAD! Kingston drops to a knee, and Johnny quickly capitalizes—Jumping DDT! Cover!
One! Two—KINGSTON POWERS OUT!
Kendra: "He’s not done yet! But how much more can he take?"
Johnny tags in Zagreus once again. The youngest member of TDE climbs the top rope, pointing to the sky as the crowd cheers. Kingston groggily pushes himself up as Zagreus takes flight—DIVING CLOTHESLINE! HE HITS IT… BUT HE LANDS BAD! Zagreus’ left foot twists awkwardly as he crashes to the mat!
Colin: "OH NO! Zagreus landed awkwardly on that left ankle!"
Zagreus immediately grabs at his ankle, wincing in pain as he drags himself toward the ropes.
Kendra: "That’s not good. You could see the way that foot bent!"
The referee checks on Zagreus, but he shakes his head, gritting his teeth as he pulls himself to the corner—TAG TO V! The crowd pops as V jumps in, but Kingston sees the moment of hesitation—HE LUNGES FORWARD! V turns—KINGSTON BLASTS HIM WITH A SPINNING BACKFIST! V crumbles to the mat as Kingston falls to his knees, reaching for his corner!
Colin: "KINGSTON FINALLY GETS AN OPENING! BUT CAN HE MAKE THE TAG?!"
The crowd is roaring as Kingston starts crawling toward his team, desperate for the tag…
Kendra: "This is his chance! Lionheart and Jaguar King are waiting!"
Arvin: "GET THERE, BIG MAN!"
Kingston inches closer, while V shakes off the cobwebs, reaching for him…
The match is about to shift!
Colin McRae: "Victor Kingston is inches away from that tag—can he get there?!"
Kendra Mavis: "After all the punishment he’s taken, this could be the turning point!"
Arvin Wallace: "Come on, big man! Make the tag!"
The crowd is electric as Kingston crawls toward his corner, his fingertips stretching—TAG TO LIONHEART! The powerhouse of Animalities bursts into the ring, charging at V like a freight train!
Colin: "HERE COMES LIONHEART!"
Lionheart barrels through V with a Running Shoulder Block! V scrambles to his feet—Another Shoulder Block! The impact sends V tumbling across the mat! Johnny tries to intervene—Lionheart meets him with a Lariat! The crowd roars!
Kendra: "This is what Kingston needed! The momentum is shifting!"
Lionheart grabs V, lifting him up—STIFF Powerbomb! He doesn’t go for the cover, though—TAG TO JAGUAR KING! The technical striker steps in, immediately firing off a flurry of knife-edge chops to V’s chest! The final chop echoes through the arena as V gasps for air.
Arvin: "Oh, you can see the welts forming already!"
Jaguar King hooks V—Snap Dragon Suplex! He bridges for the pin!
One! Two—Kickout!
Jaguar King wastes no time, rolling over and pulling V into a Kimura Lock! V grits his teeth, shaking his head as he fights against the pressure.
Colin: "Jaguar King transitioning straight into a submission—this is textbook technical wrestling!"
Kendra: "V needs to get out of this quick, or we’re looking at new champs!"
Johnny rushes in, breaking the hold with a Sliding Dropkick to Jaguar King’s face! The referee forces Johnny back to his corner, but the damage is done—Jaguar King tags Kingston back in!
Kingston, now recovered, steps into the ring, rolls his shoulders, and grabs V by the waist—DEADLIFT GERMAN SUPLEX! V crashes into the mat hard, flipping over onto his stomach.
Colin: "VICTOR KINGSTON WITH A MASSIVE GERMAN SUPLEX! THE CHAMPIONS ARE IN SERIOUS TROUBLE!"
Meanwhile, outside the ring, Zagreus is still seated near the barricade, his face twisted in pain. The ringside doctor rushes over, kneeling beside him. Zagreus shakes his head, trying to push the doc away, but the official insists on checking his ankle.
Kendra: "And while all this is happening, Zagreus is in real trouble out here. You can tell by his face—that ankle is not good."
The doctor carefully removes Zagreus' boot, causing him to wince. He gently bends the foot, testing its range of motion, and Zagreus grimaces hard, gripping his knee pad to stop himself from reacting too much.
Colin: "This isn't good. Zagreus is trying to fight through it, but if the doc is this involved, you know it’s serious."
Suddenly, the crowd murmurs as MAWL Acting GM Elisa Mae He strides down the ramp, adjusting her suit jacket with a scowl on her face. She doesn’t look concerned—she looks annoyed.
Arvin: "Wait, what the hell is Elisa Mae doing out here?"
Elisa Mae reaches ringside, standing over Zagreus and the doctor, shaking her head. He leans in, speaking to the ringside crew, but her expression is clear—she’s not happy.
Colin: "Elisa Mae He… and I gotta say, it doesn’t look like He’s too concerned about Zagreus’ health."
Kendra: "I hate to say it, but I don’t think He cares about Zagreus being hurt—He cares that this match is now a handicap situation!"
Arvin: "Can you blame her? This was supposed to be a marquee match for the Trios Titles, and now it's slipping away!"
Elisa Mae glances up at the ring, where Johnny is desperately reaching for a tag. Back inside, Kingston yanks V up and drives him into the mat with a Pumphandle Slam! Cover!
One! Two—Johnny breaks it up!
Colin: "Johnny saves the match for his team, but how much longer can they survive?"
Elisa Mae shakes her head again, stepping back toward the ramp, muttering something under her breath as the ringside doc continues checking Zagreus.
Kendra: "This whole match has changed. Animalities are in control, Zagreus is out, and CN Starz looks like he’s already thinking about the fallout from this."
In the ring, Kingston tags Lionheart back in, and the three Animalities members exchange quick glances. They know this is their moment. Meanwhile, Johnny claps his hands, trying to rally the crowd as V stirs on the mat.
Colin: "The champions are in deep trouble! Can they turn this around, or are we looking at the end of The Daedalus Effect’s reign?!"
The crowd watches on as Animalities circle V like predators…
Colin McRae: "The champions are barely hanging on, but V is still in this! He just needs a miracle!"
Arvin Wallace: "Miracles don’t exist when you're outnumbered, Colin! Face it—The Daedalus Effect is done!"
Kendra Mavis: "Not if V can find a way!"
Inside the ring, Lionheart—having just tagged in—grabs V by the arm and yanks him up. The powerhouse lifts him onto his shoulder, setting up for a Powerslam! He charges—
Colin: "Lionheart looking to drive V through the mat—NO! V SLIPS BEHIND!"
V desperately rolls Lionheart into a schoolboy pin! The referee slides in—
One! Two—Kickout!
Lionheart powers out, rolling onto his knees, eyes wide with frustration. But the moment of hesitation is all The Daedalus Effect needs—V scrambles to his feet and lunges toward his corner!
Colin: "V MADE IT—TAG TO JOHNNY!"
Johnny vaults over the top rope and blasts Lionheart with a Springboard Forearm Smash! Jaguar King rushes in—Johnny ducks under his lariat and springs off the ropes—Disaster Kick! Jaguar King tumbles out of the ring!
Kendra: "Johnny is running wild!"
Kingston charges—Johnny leapfrogs him! Kingston turns around—V launches himself off the ropes with a Springboard Tornado DDT! Kingston's head spikes into the mat!
Colin: "WHAT A DDT FROM V! THE CHAMPIONS ARE THROWING EVERYTHING AT THEM!"
Lionheart stumbles back up—Johnny and V grab him, whip him to the ropes—DOUBLE DROPKICK! The big man spills to the floor!
Arvin: "Oh, no… they’re looking for something crazy!"
Johnny and V glance at each other, nodding. The crowd roars as they both take off running—Johnny dives THROUGH the ropes with a Tope Suicida! V follows right after with a second Tope Suicida! Both crash into Lionheart and Jaguar King, sending the challengers tumbling into the barricade!
Kendra: "TDE is putting everything on the line!"
Colin: "They know this is their only chance!"
Johnny climbs back onto the apron, looking at Kingston, still down inside the ring. He slaps the top turnbuckle—he’s going high risk!
Colin: "Johnny going to the top rope! He’s looking to finish it!"
Johnny steadies himself and leaps for a Diving Crossbody—BUT KINGSTON CATCHES HIM MID-AIR! The powerhouse stumbles, adjusts his grip—FALLAWAY SLAM! Johnny is launched across the ring!
Arvin: "OH MY GOD! KINGSTON JUST TURNED THE MOMENTUM UPSIDE DOWN!"
V sees his partner down and rushes back into the ring—but Jaguar King is already there! He catches V off-guard with a Snap Roundhouse Kick to the temple! V stumbles, dazed—Jaguar King spins behind him, lifting him into position for a Backbreaker Hold! The crowd gasps.
Colin: "WAIT A MINUTE—THEY’RE SETTING UP FOR IT!"
Lionheart scales the top rope, balancing for a moment as Jaguar King keeps V in place. Then—DIVING ELBOW SMASH TO THE THROAT! The impact is sickening as V crashes to the mat!
Kendra: "SMASHED APPLE! THEY HIT SMASHED APPLE!"
Arvin: "IT’S OVER!"
Jaguar King covers, hooking both legs! The referee slides in—
ONE! TWO!
Outside, Zagreus—still being held back by the ringside doctor—TRIES TO RUSH THE RING! He stumbles, almost collapsing, clutching his ankle as the doctor grabs him, holding him back from hurting himself further!
Colin: "ZAGREUS CAN’T MAKE IT!"
THREE!
The bell rings—WE HAVE NEW TRIOS CHAMPIONS! The crowd erupts in mixed reactions as Jaguar King, Lionheart, and Victor Kingston raise their arms in victory. The referee hands them the MAWL Trios Championships.
Colin: "They did it! The Animalities have captured the MAWL Trios Titles!"
Kendra: "You can’t take anything away from The Daedalus Effect, but the numbers were just too much!"
Outside, Zagreus slams his fists against the barricade, his frustration boiling over as the doctor continues checking his ankle. Meanwhile, Johnny rolls onto his back, staring at the lights, while V remains motionless in the center of the ring.
Arvin: "Whether you like it or not, this is what happens when one man goes down. Zagreus being hurt turned this into a handicap match, and Animalities took full advantage!"
Inside the ring, Lionheart and Jaguar King slap the titles against their shoulders, while Kingston smirks, cracking his knuckles. The trio stands tall as the cameras capture the fallen champions.
Colin: "The Daedalus Effect gave everything they had, but tonight… it just wasn’t enough."
Kendra: "And the worst part? You know Zagreus is blaming himself for this."
The final shot lingers on Zagreus, still sitting at ringside, watching as his team’s title reign comes to an end.
WINNERS & NEW MAWL TRIOS CHAMPIONS: ANIMALITIES
Ash: Here are your winners, and the NEW Trios Champions, Jaguar King, Lionheart, and Goldmane Victor Kingston - ANIMALITIES!
Inside the MAWL executive office, Leila Blake sits behind her sleek, polished desk, reviewing a stack of paperwork.
The dim glow of her desk lamp casts a sharp contrast against the towering cityscape visible through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The faint sounds of a MAWL match reverberate from a nearby monitor, but her focus is elsewhere—until the unmistakable click of polished shoes enters the room.
Leila Blake:
"Ralph Silva. What a surprise. What kind of trouble are you here to stir up today?"
Ralph Silva, ever the showman, adjusts his pristine light blue suit and flashes his signature charismatic smirk. He takes a seat across from her without invitation, draping one arm over the back of the chair like he owns the place.
Ralph Silva:
"Leila, my dear, let’s not call it ‘trouble.’ Let’s call it… ‘business opportunities.’ Because that’s exactly what I bring to you today—an opportunity to keep that beautiful MAWL budget of yours in check."
Leila finally sets her papers down, rubbing her temple as if already regretting this conversation.
Leila Blake:
"If you're here to negotiate more booking time for La Sangre Maldita, save it. They get plenty of screen time."
Ralph chuckles, shaking his head.
Ralph Silva:
"Oh, no, no. That’s small potatoes compared to what I have. You see, I’m here about MAWL Madness 2: Faces of Fear Edition. Specifically, about one of its cover stars… Aztec."
Leila raises an eyebrow, now mildly interested but still skeptical.
Leila Blake:
"What about him?"
Ralph leans in, his voice dropping just enough to draw out the suspense.
Ralph Silva:
"I own the exclusive digital rights to Aztec’s image."
A beat of silence. Then, Leila bursts into a short, unimpressed laugh.
Leila Blake:
"Yeah, right. Try another one, Ralph."
Ralph doesn’t flinch. Instead, he reaches into the inner pocket of his suit jacket and, with a flourish, pulls out a thick, crisp document. The paper is slightly worn, but the bold red ink at the bottom stands out immediately. He slides it across the desk, tapping the page with a perfectly manicured finger.
Ralph Silva:
"I don’t ‘try,’ Leila. I execute. And right here, signed in blood, is the official contract. Aztec, in his infinite wisdom—or lack thereof—gave me full control over his digital likeness. Every game render, every promo shot, every pixel that features his masked little face? Mine."
Leila’s expression shifts. First, she eyes Ralph suspiciously. Then, she picks up the contract, scanning through the fine print. Her confident smirk fades as she reaches the end—where Aztec’s signature is indeed present… along with a bloody fingerprint stamp sealing the deal.
She exhales sharply through her nose, leaning back in her chair.
Leila Blake:
"Son of a…"
Ralph Silva:
"You were saying?"
Leila tosses the contract onto the desk and crosses her arms.
Leila Blake:
"And what exactly do you want in exchange for not making my life a digital nightmare?"
Ralph, enjoying every second of this, straightens his tie and laces his fingers together.
Ralph Silva:
"Oh, it’s simple. A higher cut of MAWL Madness 2 sales. A significant one. You see, with Aztec on the cover, this game is bound to shatter records. I just want to make sure I get my fair share of the windfall. And if you refuse… well, let’s just say those pesky licensing disputes can be very public. Very… messy."
Leila glares at him, but there’s a reluctant admiration in her eyes. Ralph Silva may be insufferable, but damn if he isn’t good at what he does.
After a tense moment, she exhales sharply, shaking her head in begrudging acceptance.
Leila Blake:
"You’re a bastard, Ralph."
Ralph Silva:
"And yet, you love doing business with me."
Leila picks up a pen, rolling it between her fingers before reluctantly nodding.
Leila Blake:
"Fine. But I will be verifying this contract’s legitimacy."
Ralph Silva stands up, adjusting his suit jacket.
Ralph Silva:
"Be my guest. Just don’t take too long. Wouldn't want to delay your best-selling game, now would we?"
With that, Ralph winks and turns on his heel, strolling confidently toward the door. Leila, still scowling, watches him leave before picking up the contract once more, her mind already racing with ways to outmaneuver him.
But one thing is clear—Ralph Silva just secured himself a bigger payday.
Colin: We're just moments away now from the Inferno Match for its namesake title. Ace Anarchy up against Kyu Ketsu.
Arvin: And we're joined here by on commentary by the woman who will take the winner on at Taxiderby, the amazing Morgan Maverick.
Morgan: The pleasure's all yours.
Kendra: Statement win for you today in the Buzzer Gauntlet, you must be pretty excited.
Morgan: Excited? Excited is if I didn't think I was gonna win. That's like clapping for a Sunset. It's beautiful but you know it's coming.
Colin: No shortage of confidence with you.
Morgan: You gotta understand, Philly we got a history of dominating Boston. Just ask the 2010 Bruins. Or the 2018 Patriots. I'm just the next iteration of that. But I will say it's gonna feel real good to hold up that belt in New York City. Yeah many of my fellow girlies come from the Apple, but it's too big for its britches and I'm gonna show it which side of the tracks is the truly dominant one. I'm better than Boston and I'm meaner than Manhattan.
Kendra: You excited to see who you're gonna fight?
Morgan: I'm excited to see someone get set on fire.
Colin: I guess that's pretty on brand.
Morgan: Chibi Conan O'Brien over here's got jokes.
Ash: The following contest is an Inferno Match and it is for the Inferno Title!
A thick white fog rolls across the stage as the lights dim. A single spotlight follows Kyu Ketsu as he steps forward.
Ash: First, the Challenger! From Feudal Japan, weighing 200 pounds, the Samurai Vampire, KYYYU KEEEETSU!
Above him, the screen displays a blood-red moon. His eyes remain locked on the ring, unwavering. He enters the ring before draping his cape over the ropes, after which he gets on all fours and peers beneath, giving the crowd a sadistic smile and a deliberate and slow wave.
Morgan: Not gonna lie, I'd let him bite me.
Kendra: Find him attractive?
Morgan: He's fine. I'd want the eternal life and power.
White sparks rain down over the entrance as Ace Anarchy bursts onto the stage.
Ash: And the INFERNO CHAMPION, from the Outback, Australia, weighing 225 pounds, the Thunder from Down Under, AAAAACE AAAAAANARCHY!
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. The fans go absolutely bananas. He bounces down the ramp, high-fiving and fist-bumping fans before sliding into the ring, ready for action.
Colin: The fans love him and so do I. The man at the forefront of the Aussie Isles movement here in MAWL, Ace Anarchy came very close to being led down a dark path but chose not to go for it, you can see how happy he is to be here. He could truly be the Face of MAWL.
The bell rings. The fire ignites around the ring and Ace immediately throws forearms to Kyu backing him into a corner.
Morgan: Hell yeah!
Kendra: So who ya got for this?
Morgan: Ketsu really crapped the bed not bringing the Oni out to play. Playing the watch and see game with someone as frenetic as Ace Anarchy, by the time you calculated your move you're already five steps behind.
Colin: You're not wrong. And you can see that in Ace's gunning in the moment that bell rang. Anarchy throws Ketsu into the diagonal corner and ravages him with that running boot! Ketsu crumples down and Anarchy backs himself up a bit, going for the Running Cannonball and Ketsu uses the ropes to lift himself up out of danger! Anarchy crashes into the corner!
Kendra: Normally you'd want to roll out but the fires outside make that the worst idea.
Morgan: That's true. I prefer to watch these matches than fight them, because a lot of my strategy requires me access to both sides of the ring.
Colin: You mean cheating.
Morgan: Shut up, ya Clay Aiken ass bitch.
Arvin: Please come sit with us more, this is amazing.
Kendra: Ketsu gets behind Anarchy and a Snap Dragon Suplex! Interesting strategy bringing Anarchy away from the fire.
Colin: Anarchy is good at the close game and can turn things on you in an instant, it's risky. Ketsu is also good at the close game though and a chop combo pushing Anarchy back but Anarchy grabs the arm and pulls him closer for a snap powerslam. Ketsu to his feet and Anarchy superkicks Ketsu backward! Anarchy with the State of Decay Spear! Ketsu barreling back!
Arvin: Just barely holds on to the ropes, snapping back with a running knee strike! Palm Strike combo by Ketsu pushing Anarchy back. And back for an Shining Wizard, ANARCHY MOVES!
Morgan: That's how you have to do it.
Colin: Ketsu barely holding on, Anarchy coming in for a big boot. Ketsu barely holding on! Ketsu going for a Huracanrana trying to get Anarchy out and Anarchy hits the apron, just barely keeping his footing, locks Ketsu up and suplexes Ketsu into the fire!!!
Ace Anarchy wins!
Ash: Here is your winner, and STILL Inferno Champion, ACE AAAAANARCHY!
Morgan: You know what, that's fine. You can Anarch all you want but the House Always Wins in the end!
Morgan stares Ace down as she leaves. The fire dies down and Anarchy leaves.
Colin: We've got several more matches to go so on we go.
Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the Eurasian Championship!
As his theme music plays over the PA system, James D holds back until the song kicks in and then makes his way out from behind the curtain.
Ash: First, the challenger! From New York City, weighing in at 190 pounds, the most interesting man in the World, JAMES D!
As he moves into the sight of the fans, he's met with boos but this just brings a smile to his face. The boos continue to rain down towards James but it doesn't phase him as he makes his way down the ramp. James rolls into the ring and then stands in the corner as he awaits his opponent's entrance.
The arena goes dark, and the sound of a slow, ominous drumbeat fills the air before this theme music begins. A blood-red spotlight illuminates the stage as Blood Drawn slowly makes his way to the ring.
Ash: And his opponent, the EURASIAN CHAMPION, from Steelhaven, weighing in 285 pounds, BLOOD DRAWN!
He stares down the crowd with cold, predatory eyes before stepping into the ring and roaring to signal his dominance.
The bell rings.
Colin: Blood Drawn and James D stare each other down. It's very intense, no one giving an inch. Drawn gets a first hit with a gut punch, hands shooting right for James's throat now and double chokeslam! James bounces on the mat and rolls back, tries to get up and a big boot by Drawn drives him right back down.
Kendra: There's almost 100 pounds difference between the two of them and you can see the difference really making itself known. Drawn throws James across the ring! James is going to have to find a different plan. James trying to get himself back to his feet, rolls out of the way of the stomp and to the ropes.
Colin: James to the top turnbuckle, going for a spinning DDT! James off a diagonal rope and a running senton! James trying to lock in the Broken Dreams, Drawn holding the arm off and arm flips James off him. James to the outside, up to the ropes and going for a top rope bionic elbow.
Arvin: Looks like he barely got Blood Drawn moving! Off the ropes and another bionic elbow, Drawn starting to stutter back but not much movement, off the ropes one more time and a bulldog! Trying to get the Broken Dreams again, Drawn has him up and over-the-shoulder backbreaker! Going for a pin-
1!
2!
Colin: James gets his shoulder up, Blood Drawn picks him up by his neck and just ragdolls him into a corner! Running shoulder block and James is squeezed up on the corner! Blood Drawn drawing back and a Spinning Discus Elbow Strike! James is truly struggling.
Kendra: Blood Drawn back again to body splash and James gets out of the way! Blood Drawn hits the turnbuckle and James struggling a bit HE GETS HIM IN THE GERMAN SUPLEX!
1!
2!
Arvin: NO! Blood Drawn kicks up. James D tries to catch his breath and BLOOD DRAWN WITH THE RED TIDE! Whatever breath James tried to get just escaped him again! Blood Drawn is calling for it and I think this may be the end of James.
Colin: Blood Drawn pops him up and James D suddenly gains control of his body mid-air! This must be what it's like to suddenly realize you can lucid dream! JAMES D WITH THE NECKBREAKER!
Kendra: Both men down! This has been nothing short of an absolute destruction.
Arvin: James moving first, getting over and trying again to lock in the Broken Dreams, if he can get this to work then it'll all be worth it, wrapping his head around and NO! Blood Drawn pushes him off and towards the ropes JAMES D COMES BACK WITH THE D STROYER KNEE! Cover!
1!
2!
3!
James D wins by Pinfall!
Ash: Here is your winner and the NEW Eurasian Champion, the Most Interesting Man in the Wooooorld, JAMES! D!
Arvin: No one can tell this man he's not interesting now!
Kendra: He certainly put in a hell of a fight, and I gained a little bit of respect for James D in this. Not too much, but a little.
Colin: We've got 4 more matches to go folks, and we just wanted to take this time to shout out our theme song for today-
Kendra: Thanks to Louis XIV for their song "Swarming of the Bees", off the album Slick Dogs and Ponies. It's an oldie but still hits hard.
Ding ding ding!
Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
SM Heartbreaker comes out wearing his "Main Event of BOOMANIA" shirt and the crowd predictably boos the loudest they've booed all night.
Ash: First! From places too VIP for mortals to access, weighing in at 205 pounds, the Main Event of BOOMANIA, SM HEARTBREAKER!
Arvin: The crowd hates him, and it's still not very clear why BOOMANIA is runnin' wild but it's sure as hell runnin' wild tonight!
Colin: They're booing because this man is all talk. He brags about being the hero of MAWL against DOC and then given the opportunity on a Pay Per View Stage he acts like a child.
Purple smoke fills the arena. Through the fog, a man emerges on a throne, looking dangerous and powerful. He is adorned in a tattered blood stained hooded cloak. One shoulder is covered with a spiked plated armor.
Ash: And his opponent, from the Tre of Woe, weighing 300 pounds, The Psycho $upreme, NERO!
Nero marches down to the ring. SM Heartbreaker walks out of the ring and goes under the apron.
Colin: What's he doing?
Kendra: Looks like he's getting a T-Shirt Cannon...he shoots Nero with the cannon! Nero doubles back, SM shoots him again and Nero takes a shirt to the face at full speed. SM blows a whistle and here comes a crate and dolly! NERO GETS CHARGED AT FULL SPEED WITH A BOX O'SHIRTS!
SM has the crane lift Nero into the ring then the bell rings.
Arvin: Nero wobbling a bit but comes in hard with hard punches to the face of SM. SM tries to block the fists but it's too much, and now Nero Irish Whipping SM into the corner, charging after him with a Psycho Hammer! SM crumpling down, and Nero about to roll the dice....1 arm whip! SM bounces into a second arm whip! Into a third...NO! SM spins the arm around, twirling him like they're going on Dancing with the Starts, and a DDT! A LONG Kiss Goodnight from SM Heartbreaker!
1!
2!
3!
SM Heartbreaker wins by Pinfall!
The bell had rung. SM Heartbreaker had won. The moment he stood, raising a smug fist to the conflicted crowd, the lights flickered—then cut out.
A sickly slow strobing purple light starts gushes through the arena, while the raging tune of “Destroy Everything’ by Hatebreed rumbles and reverberates through the steel beams and rattling the very air. Then—
BOOM!!
The audience barely had time to react before shadowed figures appeared in the ring, surrounding SM Heartbreaker like tigers ready to devour.
💀 The Psycho $upremacy had arrived.
Red Ghost. Jassy. Tides of Time. Bloodswan. Rufus. All five surround SM Heartbreaker, their eyes full of malice.
SM Heartbreaker staggers back, his chest heaving. He tries to run, and slip between the ropes— but Rufus and Red Ghost pull him back.
Rufus tackles him down with a force that shakes the ring.
SM Heartbreaker gasps as air exploded from his lungs, his back slamming against the mat. Before he could even think, five sets of boots crash down on him —
Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp!
A merciless beating. Before dragging him up to his knees. Bloodswan pulls his head back by his hair, and his top half of his ring gear ripped off.
Jassy’s wrapped chains rattle ominously as she tightens them around her fist. She coos as she speaks.
JASSY: You’re real pretty when you’re scared.
SM’s breathing was ragged, his body trembling from pain and exhaustion.
…Sooooo, let me capture that look. Hold steady now hun, and say cheese!
SM’s eyes barely had time to widen—
Her chain wrapped fist swings hard,
💀 BAM!
The first punch rocked his skull.
💀 BAM!
The second split his lip.
💀 BAM! BAM! BAM!
Cracking SM Heartbreakers left cheek and jawbone bone.
The skin tears a little, and a red and purplish mark instantly swells, and blood trickles from the cut.
. The crowd roars in protest, but no one dares step in.
Bloodswan steps closer, crouching beside his exposed chest. She tilts her head, as if admiring a work of art—then runs a single, sharp fingernail down his ribs.
BLOODSWAN: Torn. Bruised. Purple looks better on you.
Her voice was velvet, her smile sharp.
He tries to push himself up—but then Jassy moves.
She lifts her right fist, wrapped tightly in steel chains.
The metal clinks together, a deadly symphony.
Another measured blow, delivered with precision. The impact of metal against flesh left behind deep red welts, small rivers of crimson trickling from his mouth.
She leans in close.
JASSY: Don’t fight the pain. Or do you want more?
She whispered, pressing a cold finger against his swollen cheek.
SM didn’t answer. He couldn’t.
The world around him blurred, his vision swimming with black spots. His body sagged, barely able to hold itself up.
Then after all that, through all the chaos, all the looming violence, Nero—props himself up against the ropes, battered, bruised… and laughing.
Low at first, like a chuckle under his breath. But then it grows—shaking, manic, full-bodied laughter that echoes through the arena. Almost laughing til out of breath.
NERO: I told you this is my game, and you might have won, but you are not in control. But alas Well done! This winning moment you can savor. Ha… ha…yeah…
He slaps the mat, shaking his head, still laughing, like he's celebrating right alongside SM Heartbreaker.
…To the victor… heh—comes the spoils, right?...
His grin twists into something too wide, something grotesquely amused, as he gestures vaguely around them.
…And so, my friend—I spoil this night for you. A night I do hope you’ll never forget.
That’s when Tides of Time stepped forward.
In his hands—a large bucket.
At first, the others didn’t react. But as he tilts it forward slightly, a thick, clumpy, yellowish-white liquid sloshed inside.
Even Psycho $upremacy recoiled.
RED GHOST: What the hell is that?
Jassy takes a step back. Bloodswan gags. Rufus blinked in disgust.
But Tides only grinned.
He didn’t say a word. He simply lifted the bucket—tipping it over SM Heartbreaker’s head.
SPLASH!!!
The moment the foul, rotten liquid touched his skin, the reaction was instant.
SM jerked, gagging violently, his body convulsing as the sour stench consumed him.
Rufus nearly pukes on the spot.
Jassy covers her nose, shaking her head in sheer disgust.
Bloodswan covered her mouth, eyes wide.
Tides of Time just laughs.
SM Heartbreaker was wrecked.
The rotten milk seeped into his wounds, his hair, his skin. It clung to his half-torn clothes, soaking through, dripping onto the mat in sickly curdled globs.
A masterpiece of humiliation.
Jassy finally stepped forward again, crouching beside him, her fingers tightening in his sticky, ruined hair.
She lifted his head just enough for their eyes to meet.
JASSY: Hope you enjoy your…
She pauses for a second looking at the off lumpy sour milk.
…spoils!
SM collapses onto the mat, utterly broken, humiliated, and ruined.
Psycho $upremacy stood tall, their work done.
The lights flickered once more, and music blasts again, and went the lights return, the Psycho $upremacy have disappeared.
Colin: Now I don't know how to feel about this, on one hand SM Heartbreaker's embarrassment makes him the clown. On the other, these interlopers should not be out here ruining the moment.
Kendra: It will remain to be seen if our superstars can put their differences aside to combat this, but what we do know is that SM has eaten crow. And curd.
Arvin: Bet you all feel real good about booing him now, don't you.
Colin: Well, we got two more title matches and the Honeycomb to go. So let's get into it!
Ding ding ding!
Ash: The following contest is a Bloodstar Match and it is for the Asylum Title!
Marion Bartoli takes a big bow at the stage.
Ash: First! From Paris, France, weighing in at 230 pounds, the Art of Submission, Marion Bartoli!
Colin: This could be a huge win for Marion if he can get this solo title.
Arvin: He's out of his depth, both in singles competition and in these more aggressive matches.
Arena Lights go out, while heavy fog starts filling the entrance ramp, Wonderwolf's logo flashes over the screen, and an introductory video starts playing, as Wonderwolf makes his way to the ring.
Ash: From Amsterdam, Netherlands, weighing 200 pounds, WONDERWOLF!
The light go out and a spotlight hits the center of the ring where Wonderwolf starts howling.
Colin: Wonderwolf must be relieved to not have to deal with Question Mark, and is now trying to make his own mark.
The arena shines gold with holograms of diamonds as Tamara Rivers struts out in a sparkly gold rip away dress, head up high.
Ash: From Onchan, the Isle of Man, the Diamond in the Rough, the Manx Minx, TAMARA RIVERS!
Tamara admires the diamond in her hand and blows off the fans as she walks in the ring.
Kendra: Talk about forgetting where you came from.
The lights turn into a sort of a red lighthouse effect over smoke and fog. Tragedeigh comes out, her hands extended and held upwards to reflect a sort of Messianic energy.
Ash: From Edina, Minnesota, representing La Sangre Maldita, the Red Queen, Tragedeigh!
Tragedeigh looks back and claps curtly, and two hooded men in dark robes on each side of her pick her up and carry her to the ring, lifting her in.
Faith comes out hopping along to the song and pointing to her title.
Ash: AND! The Asylum Champion, from SoCal, FAITH!
The bell rings.
Kendra: And the brawl is underway! Faith and Tragedeigh start with a double suplex on Marion! Tamara with a running powerslam on Wonderwolf. Tamara picks him up and a huge powerbomb! The women are running roughshod over the men in this match and it's a thing of beauty.
Colin: Tamara throws Wonderwolf off the ropes and Wonderwolf ducks, back around and a spinning headscissors takes Tamara out of the ring! Faith and Tragedeigh continuing to stomp out Bartoli, holding him up into a double facebuster. Now this match isn't a pin match or a submission match, you have to make your opponents bleed. And in any match with several people, alliances come...and they go. Tragedeigh turns around and clotheslines Faith out of the ring!
Arvin: Faith looking under the ring for something and here comes Wonderwolf saying no ma'am, a diving headbutt to the outside! What a wild move! Bartoli inside trading punches with Tragedeigh and Tragedeigh hits him with a chokeslam! She's just stomping the face of Bartoli out now, hoping to draw a bit of blood. Tragedeigh off the ropes and a knee shot to the head of Bartoli!
Kendra: Faith hip tosses Wonderwolf into the barricade and she's got a chair! Wonderwolf back up and mid kick to Faith! He tosses the chair into the ring and hits her with a Fisherman DDT! Tragedeigh has the chair and she smacks Bartoli in the head! Placing the chair on Bartoli's face, off the ropes and a leg drop! Bartoli is holding his face and Tragedeigh pulls up the chair to reveal blood!!
Marion Bartoli is eliminated by Tragedeigh!
Arvin: Told you Bartoli wasn't cut out for this match. Tamara Rivers grabs her big-ass diamond, and she's coming around the side of the ring. Other than Tragedeigh all the action seems to be on the outside now, Wolf with a Northern Lights Suplex to Faith onto the steps as Tamara stalks them. Tragedeigh seems pretty content to laze in the ring, as she calls on her carriers to fan her.
Colin: Tamara attempts to sneak up and Supergirl Punch Wolf with the Diamond hand, Wolf blocks it and arm twist! Faith comes charging now and a STOMP TO TAMARA ON THE STEPS! THAT WILL DO IT!
Tamara Rivers is eliminated by Faith!
Kendra: And Wonderwolf with the Spike Piledriver! Faith is BUSTED! THERE GOES THE CHAMP!
Faith is eliminated by Wonderwolf!
Colin: It's down now to Tragedeigh andW Wonderwolf! Wonderwolf tries to springboard into the ring...Tragedeigh catches him with a powerslam! Tragedeigh stomping out Wonderwolf and a face wash with her boot! She goes for another stomp but Wolf trips her! Wolf with a snap DDT!
Kendra: One of these two is walking away with a belt. Tragedeigh gets herself to her feet and evades Wolf's Shining Wizard! Wolf spins around with a back heel kick and throws some elbows to the Red Queen.
Arvin: Tragedeigh blocks an elbow and judo flip! She locks in an armbar but also proceeds to kick Wolf in the face as she holds it in. It's good that neither person's lost focus of what they need to do here, so often when you have a submission specialist they want to stick to submissions and not follow the expectations of the match.
Colin: Wolf is certainly adaptable as is Tragedeigh and that's what makes them both championship material. Wolf catches Tragedeigh's foot with his free hand and slingshot! Wolf is up and off the ropes, bulldog! He gets to the corner and lets out a little howl! The fans howl back.
Arvin: That was a costly mistake as Tragedeigh pulls his legs and the head bounces on the mat.
Kendra: Still seems to be no blood though, and Tragedeigh trying with multiple head slams to the turnbuckle.
Arvin: How do we know he's not bleeding? That's a red mask!
Colin: There'd be discolorations. Tragedeigh getting frustrated now and she rolls out of the ring to look for another chair. She grabs one and looks like Mal Sangre is here? Is he here to help?
Kendra: Not sure what the intentions are, but Wonderwolf takes the opportunity to springboard bulldog Tragedeigh!! Tragedeigh's face hits the chair she was holding and...there's some sanguine! Sangre just cost Tragedeigh the title!!
Tragedeigh is eliminated by Wonderwolf! Wonderwolf has won the title!
Ash: Here is your winner and the NEW ASYLUM CHAMPION, WONDERWOLF!!!
Wonderwolf howls as he holds the belt. The crowd howls back.
Colin: The crowd is deeply excited about this turn of events! And if I have to be honest, so am I! Wonderwolf is a hell of a competitor.
Kendra: I can't say I disagree with you. We now have our two main events to go!!
Ash: The Following Contest is our Honeycomb Match! Each turnbuckle leads to a rope, and each rope converges in the center! The winner is the one who climbs the rope and detaches the briefcase, which contains an automatic Mania Title Shot at FALLOUT!
Colin: How did we get here?
Foreign Islands "We Know You Know It" plays over a video montage of the six competitors winning their matches to obtain this spot. As the "3...2...1" starts and leads to the frenetic drumfill, six pods descend, one of each color of an Infinity Stone that lands at the edge of each turnbuckle. As this is coming down a laser light show of the six colors is playing.
Kendra: Elisa Mae He and Leila Blake decided that having them enter with pods to this badass song would give everyone an equal shot and would look cool. I'm not sure if either is true but here we are.
The pods open and the six competitors - Daniel, Bianca Diaz, High Flyer Mono, Gozu, Lynx, and Kid Kross - enter.
The bell rings!
Colin: Six of our absolute legends in the making in the ring right now, and each of them wants to climb to get the contract. This was a match type popularized in early days TNA as an Ultimate X Match, but this has a bit more direction and danger going for it.
Kendra: Daniel and Gozu start by working together to drive Lynx down with a double boot. Kross has Diaz in a grapple, throws her off the ropes and Mono nails her with a corkscrew splash! Daniel has Lynx up into a huge Sidewalk Slam! Honestly I'm surprised Daniel even made it after that assault by Genesis, or the Destroyer I guess.
Arvin: He's clearly angry, and if someone took that amount of power from me I would be too. Daniel deciding to use Lynx as his dammit doll as he hits a rapid series of Alabama Slams on him. Arm whip by Kross to Mono, and follows up with a dropkick.
Kendra: What's the strategy in a match like this? Do you go right for the prize or do you have to be more strategic?
Colin: You have to be so careful. It's easy to grab anyone on one of the wires. Kross already feeling himself and coming around for the Kross Over to Gozu but Gozu catches him with a Saito Suplex! Kid Kross takes a rough landing but springs back up and catches Daniel with a standing dropkick! Daniel turns around, it might have been a bad idea to get his attention.
Kendra: Well he certainly isn't intimidated by Daniel but Daniel with a headbutt and a boxing combo to the midsection! High Flyer Mono springboards off the back of Kid and shining wizard to Daniel! You gain nothing by irritating this man right now.
Arvin: Daniel looks in the face of Mono and drops him with a short-arm lariat. Lynx from the top turnbuckle with a hammer and Diaz turns that into a Uranage.
Colin: Lynx had such a success story getting into this match but he's struggling to keep up with the heightened level of competition. Lynx rolls out of the ring for a second to catch his breath, Bianca surveying the situation and looks like she's going to make the climb. She's on the wires now, making her way to the contract SPRINGBOARD CORKSCREW MOONSAULT BY HIGH FLYER TAKES HER BACK TO EARTH!
Kendra: Diaz clearly displeased with this turn of events and she is unloading on Mono with a series of mounted punches, using both hands and really going in, but Mono flips her. Gozu has Kross up looking for that Sky High Chokeslam, LYNX SPRINGBOARD SPLASH TAKES EM BOTH OUT! Daniel looking around and you can see the lightbulb moment.
Colin: Gozu trying for that Sky High Chokeslam on Lynx now AND DANIEL CLOTHESLINES THEM BOTH OUT OF THE RING! DANIEL HAMMER THROWS KROSS OUT OF THE RING! DANIEL SPEARS DIAZ OUT OF THE RING! AND MONO GETS TOSSED OVER TOO! SEE YA! DANIEL LETS OUT A GIANT ROAR!
Arvin: Does he understand that this isn't a Royal Rumble? You didn't win!
Kendra: What he understands is the assignment. If you have even one other person in this ring, your peril increases exponentially while you try to climb. Daniel looking around, you can see he's satisfied with his move and up to the turnbuckle. Up onto the wire and...oh looks like it's gonna be a race, Bianca's on the one across from him...Mono now on a different one, oh everyone recovered way too quick. We've got a six-way race to the center!
Colin: You can see the structure starting to buckle a bit, everyone inching to the middle, a little too far away from each other to stop and hold on...wait, what's Gozu doing? He's...pulling the structure downward!
Arvin: Isn't that going to make the climb to the center easier?
Colin: I mean unless he lets go and he lets go. It's the amazing flying competitors! Gozu looks pretty pleased with his artwork...you can't see his face but the hands on hips and nod combo tells a story.
Kendra: Brilliant bit of work by Gozu. Gozu starting the climb again in an empty ring, he may have just given himself this, Gozu ONTO THE WIRE...Kross makes it into the ring and gets under Gozu, trying to get Gozu into an Electric Chair Driver but Gozu thrusts himself down for a senton of sorts and Kross eats the ground. Lynx finds his way back to the ring, Lynx leaps at Gozu! GOZU CATCHES HIM!
Colin: Gozu looking at Lynx, looking at the contract, back at Lynx, and lifts Lynx over his head...JUMPING SKY HIGH CHOKESLAM!
Kendra: Given the choice between Gold and Violence, Gozu always chooses violence, and I love that for him.
Arvin: I don't even think he was fully aware of what the qualifying match he swept was for, he was just fed five meats.
Colin: Gozu continues stomping out Lynx. High Flyer Mono playing a dangerous game now, trying to leverage himself on the back and now shoulders of Gozu, using Gozu as a ladder and he has his hands on the contract! He just has to unhook it and Gozu just became aware of what's happening! KYOUKI DRIVER TO MONO!
Kendra: Daniel in and starting to make the climb....he's on the wire... Kross and Diaz each grabbing a corner buckle, Lynx up to his feet and takes the middle turnbuckle on the other side....TRIPLE FRONT DROPKICK TO DANIEL! EVERYONE GOES DOWN! Kross rolls out of the ring and Diaz herself barely stays in.
Arvin: Yet again, Gozu the only one standing, Gozu surveying the scene a bit...up to the turnbuckle, and he's starting to make his climb for the wire...he's pretty close again...High Flyer Mono is up...High Flyer Mono has the legs of Gozu, Gozu trying to wiggle him off, trying to keep climbing with him attached...Electric Chair Suplex!!! Mono actually pulled it off, and no one I think is more surprised then he is!
Kendra: He raises his hand...that in of itself was a victory of sorts...you can tell he's hurting but he's going to make the climb. He's getting close...LYNX USING THE FALLEN GOZU TO GET UP ON A WIRE AS WELL! Who's gonna take it?
Arvin: KROSS IN THE RING WITH A HOCKEY STICK! SMASHED TO THE BACK OF LYNX! SMASHED TO THE BACK OF MONO! Raises the stick up and the crowd goes wild!
Colin: Gozu to his feet, starting to get up and Kross swings the hockey stick at him! Breaks on Gozu's face and Gozu back down! Kross breathing heavily, surveying the destruction, but in the mess of these, Daniel is back to his feet! Diaz starting to climb the turnbuckle! Daniel taking an express lane to get there off the back of Gozu, Daniel has his hands in the center! Victory is-
Arvin: GENESIS SPEARS DANIEL OFF THE STRUCTURE!
Colin: Genesis may have just cost Daniel the match...Diaz close to the center...Kross up and KROSSOVER TO DIAZ!
Ding ding ding!
Kendra: Wait...why is Andra calling for the bell-KROSS HAS THE CONTRACT! KROSS GRABBED THE CONTRACT MID-KROSSOVER! KID KROSS HAS JUST PUNCHED HIS TICKET TO FALLOUT!!!
Kid Kross wins!
Ash: Here is your winner, TWISTED KID KROSS!!!
Colin: Kid Kross has truly outshined the competition! No matter what happens, no matter who's the champ by the time this happens, Kid Kross will have his opportunity to get his hands on the Mania Title at Fallout.
Kendra: And now all that's left is to find out who's ending tonight with the Mania Title!
Ding ding ding!
Ash: Our Main Event is a Hell in the Cell Match! And it is for the Mania Title!!
The University of Vermont Color Guard and Marching Band enter the stage, with a full baton twirler leading the charge, with the lead-in of AWOLNATION "Sail". When the sax comes in with the low part, the lights flash dark green. As the drum kicks in, Spearhead Sarah Sharp comes out with the Title draped diagonally from her left shoulder and MAWL Homecoming Queen sash, and a Tiara on her head.
Kendra: And the self-proclaimed Homecoming Queen of MAWL is here!
Colin: Isn't she a little old to be a Homecoming Queen?
Arvin: Colleges have homecoming queens too, Colin, and Sarah Sharp at 27 is studying for her PhD in Psychiatry at the same time, so watch your damn mouth, and bow to your queen.
Four football players come in with a Litter Bearer Throne and carry Sarah Sharp to the ring as she conducts the band from her chair. The crowd boos.
Arvin: These disrespectful peasants have to learn who they're dealing with.
Kendra: Oh shut up, Arvin.
The football players help her off the litter bearer, then gingerly remove her crown and sash and dress to reveal a Sparkly version of her typical ring attire. They genuflect to her as a green S firework shoots up above them.
Colin: A hell of an entrance for the champ, and that's gonna be hard to top for the highlight reel.
Kendra: But if there's one man who can do it, he's on his way.
[Arena Lights Cut to Black – A Single Spotlight Flickers at the Top of the Stage]
🎸 (A towering mountain-like stage piece stands illuminated against the darkness. At its peak, bathed in a golden glow like the rising sun, stands a man resembling the classical vision of Apollo. But rather than wearing robes of old, he is dressed in modern rockstar fashion—ripped jeans, leather jacket, and golden jewelry that catches the light. An electric guitar is slung across his chest.)
🔥 (Then, he begins to play.)
💜 (The unmistakable instrumental of "You're Gonna Go Far, Kid" by The Offspring hums through the arena, the melody transformed into something grander, something divine. The arena watches in hushed awe as Apollo strums, building momentum, his fingers dancing across the frets. Just as he reaches the moment before the chorus should kick in—he stops.)
📢 (The lights cut to black.)
⏳ (A second of silence.)
🎵 "Show me how to lie, you're getting better all the time!"
🔥 (The song kicks in full force, Apollo’s guitar roaring back to life with the opening riff. But now, standing where the mountain once was, is Balor Wolfe. No leather coat, no usual attire. Instead, he stands adorned in the regal armor of Alexander the Great—golden chest plate, flowing cape, armored greaves. But his signature mask remains, hiding the fire in his eyes.)
💜 (SYNC MOMENT: The strobe lights pulse purple and white in rhythm to the music, flickering over the imposing figure at the top of the ramp. Balor remains still as the energy in the arena surges.)
🎵 "And turning all against the one, is an art that’s hard to teach..."
🔥 (As the bassline kicks in, Alastor steps forward, his ever-present grin gleaming under the lights. Eros stands beside him, eyes locked on Balor with reverence.)
(In synchronized motion, the two begin to remove the armor piece by piece—Alastor unfastens the golden chest plate, letting it fall to the stage with a heavy thud, while Eros gracefully removes the cape. Finally, Eros steps in front of Balor, placing a hand on his shoulder before reaching up and slowly removing the mask.)
💜 (SYNC MOMENT: The arena erupts as Balor’s platinum blonde hair falls free, his lip rings glinting under the flashing lights. The transformation is complete.)
🎵 "Another clever word sets off an unsuspecting herd..."
🔥 (Balor exhales, running a hand through his hair as Eros and Alastor step back. He doesn’t acknowledge them. He doesn’t look at the crowd. His gaze is locked forward, focused only on the steel structure before him.)
🎵 "And as you step back into line, a mob jumps to their feet!"
🔥 (Then, he moves. His stride is slow, deliberate, shoulders squared as he descends the ramp. Every step pulses with purpose, the song fueling his approach. As he reaches the Hell in a Cell, he doesn’t hesitate. He steps inside, pausing just past the threshold. His eyes, sharp as daggers, lock onto Sarah Sharp, unblinking, unwavering.)
🎵 "Now dance, fucker, dance—man, he never had a chance!"
💜 (SYNC MOMENT: Then, without breaking eye contact, Balor reaches back, grabs the cell door, and slams it shut behind him.)
💥 (The sound reverberates through the arena like a war drum.)
🎵 "And no one even knew, it was really only you!"
🔥 (Balor steps forward. Not to his usual corner. Not to soak in the atmosphere. He walks straight to Sarah, stopping inches from her face. The music fades. The crowd roars into the chorus—)
🎵 "With a thousand lies and a good disguise
Hit 'em right between the eyes
Hit 'em right between the eyes
When you walk away, nothing more to say
See the lightning in your eyes
See 'em running for their lives!"
💜 (SYNC MOMENT: Balor does not move. He does not react. He simply stares.)
🔥 (the energy remains electric. The crowd continues singing, the echo of their voices filling the arena. Balor does not flinch. He remains locked in, his gaze unwavering, his presence suffocating.)
📢 (The lights flicker back to normal—Sarah shifts slightly, but Balor doesn’t. The weight of the moment hangs heavy as the final note disappears into the night.)
📢 Colin McRae: "I—I don’t even know what to say… That was one of the most spectacular entrances I’ve ever seen in my entire career! A literal god playing his arrival into battle?! The scale, the presentation, the sheer gravity of it—Balor Wolfe just walked into MAWL Mania as if he was descended from Olympus itself!"
📢 Arvin Wallace: "Pfft! Give me a break, McRae! You’re really gonna sit here and tell me that was the real Apollo? The god of the sun? The god of music? The god of prophecy? What, he just decided to grab a six-string and warm up the crowd before a Hell in a Cell match?!"
📢 Kendra Mavis: "Oh my god, Arvin! Are you seriously questioning the literal embodiment of Apollo when we just saw him with our own eyes?! The divine radiance, the golden glow, the music that transcended time itself—Balor Wolfe wasn’t just making an entrance, he was fulfilling a prophecy!"
📢 Arvin Wallace: "Fulfilling a prophecy?! He walked down a ramp in a costume, Mavis! Theatrics! Smoke and mirrors! It was all a cheap trick to get the sheep in this crowd to eat it up!"
📢 Kendra Mavis: "You sound jealous, Arvin! Maybe you’d believe it if Apollo personally struck you down with a lightning bolt, but let’s be real—Balor Wolfe just commanded the presence of a god, and now he's walking into this match like a warrior blessed by the divine! Sarah Sharp better be ready, because the Champion of the Gods is about to bring down the wrath of Olympus!"
📢 Colin McRae: "One thing is for sure—whether you believe in prophecy or not, that was a moment unlike anything we've seen before. And now, with the cell locked and the MAWL Mania Championship on the line, we are about to witness an absolute war!"
📢 Ash Greaves:
"Ladies and gentlemen… it is now time for your MAIN EVENT OF THE EVENING!"
🔥 (The crowd explodes in cheers as the Hell in a Cell structure looms ominously over the ring)
📢 "The following contest is a HELL IN A CELL MATCH… and it is for the MAWL MANIA CHAMPIONSHIP!"
🎵 (The crowd’s energy surges, anticipation at a fever pitch)
📢 "Introducing first… the challenger…"
🔥 (A deafening wave of cheers erupts before the announcement can even continue, the fans already rallying behind Balor Wolfe)
📢 "Fighting out of Sydney, Australia… weighing in at 230 pounds… he is the Champion of the Gods… BALOR WOLFE!"
💜 (Balor does not move. No posing. No reaction. He just stares, ice-cold, directly at Sarah Sharp. The crowd chants his name, their voices shaking the arena, but he remains still, locked in, a predator waiting for the hunt to begin)
📢 "And his opponent…"
🔥 (The moment the ring announcer shifts to Sarah Sharp, the cheers transform into thunderous boos, drowning out the sound system. The hatred is instant, overwhelming, relentless)
📢 "From Braintree, Vermont… she is the reigning, defending…"
💥 (The crowd’s booing intensifies, a deafening wall of noise, making it nearly impossible to hear the announcement)
📢 "MAWL MANIA CHAMPION… THE SELF-PROCLAIMED HOMECOMING QUEEN OF MAWL....‘SPEARHEAD’ SARAH SHARP!"
🔥 (Sarah, unfazed, lifts the championship high above her head and strikes a proud pose in defiance. This only fuels the crowd’s fury, the boos growing even louder, shaking the very foundation of the arena)
💜 (Balor still doesn’t move. Doesn’t flinch. His gaze remains locked onto Sarah, unblinking, unwavering. The moment stretches, thick with tension, the atmosphere electric with hostility and anticipation)
📢 "This is HELL. IN. A. CELL!"
🔥 (The referee takes the championship, holding it high for all to see as the cell door is locked. The battle is about to begin!)
The bell rings. DING DING DING!
Colin McRae: "And here we go! The tension is palpable between Balor Wolfe and Sarah Sharp. These two are ready to tear each other apart inside the Hell in a Cell!"
Kendra Mavis: "You can see it in Wolfe's eyes. After what happened last time, he's not here for a wrestling match—he’s here for revenge, and he's gonna bring everything he has!"
Arvin Wallace: "Ha, Wolfe can try all he wants, but Sarah Sharp is the champion for a reason, Kendra. She’s the one with the experience in these matches. Don’t expect Balor to get the better of her for long."
Balor Wolfe’s expression is steely as he stares down Sarah Sharp, his fists clenched tightly. Sharp, however, just smirks, clearly underestimating her challenger. As soon as the bell rings, Wolfe fires a brutal roundhouse kick right to Sharp’s head, knocking her back into the ropes.
Colin McRae: "WOAH! Wolfe starts off with a huge roundhouse kick! Sharp didn’t see that coming!"
Kendra Mavis: "And that’s what makes Wolfe dangerous, Colin! He doesn’t waste time—he’s ruthless! This is the Balor Wolfe I’ve been waiting for!"
Arvin Wallace: "Oh please, this was just a lucky shot. Sarah Sharp is still in control of this match, mark my words."
Sharp staggers but doesn’t stay down long. Wolfe is on her in an instant, grabbing her by the arm and flinging her across the ring with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker!
Colin McRae: "And another shot to the back—Wolfe is on fire tonight! Sharp is in trouble!"
Kendra Mavis: "I told you, Colin! Wolfe is taking the fight to her like never before. Look at Sharp’s face—she’s rattled!"
Sharp gasps for air, her body already showing signs of damage. Wolfe isn’t done. He grabs her, slams her to the outside of the ring, and with a wild look in his eyes, he throws her into the steel sides of the cell—the sickening thud echoes through the arena as Sarah slumps to the floor, blood beginning to trickle from her forehead.
Arvin Wallace: "Now, now—this is just barbaric! Wolfe’s going way too far! That’s the champion you’re treating like that!"
Colin McRae: "And Sarah Sharp is bleeding! Wolfe has opened her up with that hit! The champion is in serious trouble right now!"
Kendra Mavis: "Balor Wolfe is relentless! This is the kind of aggression you need to take down a champion like Sarah Sharp!"
Wolfe, showing no mercy, grabs Sarah once more and slams her into the steel again—the crowd is on their feet, shocked at how brutal this is getting.
Colin McRae: "Another brutal shot to Sarah Sharp—she’s in bad shape now!"
Wolfe rolls Sharp back into the ring, immediately following her inside. The referee starts his count.
1!
2!!
Sharp, barely conscious, begins to drag herself up using the ropes, her blood staining the mat beneath her. Wolfe stalks his prey, like a hungry wolf on the prowl. He lifts her up, looking to end this quickly, but then—
Sharp, with a burst of desperation, lifts a steel chair from under the ring and cracks it over Wolfe’s back with a loud clang!
Colin McRae: "What the—Sharp just grabbed a chair! She’s fighting back!"
Kendra Mavis: "Sharp’s not giving up—she’s got that chair now, and she’s not going down without a fight!"
Sharp swings again, this time catching Wolfe in the ribs with a crushing blow! Wolfe staggers back, clutching his side, and Sharp uses the opening to roll out of the ring, taking a moment to recover.
Arvin Wallace: "Smart move, Sarah. When you're hurt, you take your time and regroup—that's how champions handle business!"
Kendra Mavis: "Regrouping or running away, Arvin? Because that looked more like running than recovering to me!"
Wolfe, furious, slides out of the ring after her, refusing to let Sharp catch her breath. The crowd is on edge, knowing just how dangerous these two are in this structure. The referee starts the count again, but both competitors are already back on their feet, staring each other down.
Colin McRae: "The match continues, and the brutality is just escalating! Wolfe’s fury and Sharp’s experience are creating a dangerous combination here."
The match heats up even more as Wolfe and Sharp prepare for what’s next. It’s clear this Hell in a Cell match is far from over, and neither competitor is going down easily.
The match is brutal, the cage echoing with every thud and crash of bodies against steel, and Balor Wolfe is relentless. Sarah Sharp is bloodied, but she’s not backing down. She's reaching for every weapon she can find under the ring, using them as extensions of her own will to try and keep the challenger at bay.
Sarah grabs a steel kendo stick from under the ring and swings it viciously, cracking it across Wolfe’s back with a sickening crack! But Wolfe doesn’t even flinch—he powers through the pain, turning around with a feral growl, his eyes burning with fury.
Colin McRae: "Sarah Sharp with the kendo stick—oh, but Wolfe isn’t fazed at all! The man is built like a brick wall!"
Kendra Mavis: "He’s not human, Colin! Look at him—he's a machine! He’s pushing through everything Sharp throws at him!"
Wolfe snatches the kendo stick from Sharp’s hands, and in a flash, he whips it across her chest, sending her stumbling backward. He tosses the weapon aside, his eyes now fixed on his bloodied opponent with a wild intensity.
Arvin Wallace: "Wolfe is out of his mind! There’s no way he’s going to overpower Sarah with pure brute force! She’s too clever!"
But Wolfe’s answer to Sharp’s weapons is simple: his body. He grabs her, lifts her high into the air, and delivers a brutal sidewalk slam onto a steel chair that had been left in the ring. The chair bends unnaturally under the impact, and Sharp gasps for breath.
Colin McRae: "What a slam! Wolfe is just tossing Sharp around like she’s nothing!"
Kendra Mavis: "That’s pure power, Colin! Sarah Sharp can use all the weapons she wants, but when Balor Wolfe’s on fire like this, it’s hard to keep him down!"
Wolfe goes for the pin—
1!
2!!
But Sharp somehow kicks out, her bloodied hand barely lifting off the mat to break the count. Wolfe doesn't waste any time, hauling her back to her feet with a sickening grin.
Arvin Wallace: "That was a mistake, Colin. Wolfe should have done more. Sharp is a champion for a reason!"
Sharp struggles to stay on her feet, barely able to keep her eyes open from the punishment. But somehow, she digs deep, desperate to end it. As Wolfe grabs her again, she shoves him off and delivers a backbreaker onto a steel chair. The impact leaves Wolfe wincing in pain, but it’s not enough to keep him down for long.
Kendra Mavis: "And Sharp pulls out another weapon—she’s showing every bit of that vicious streak she’s known for, but Wolfe is just shaking it off!"
Sharp rolls Wolfe onto his back, once again going for the pin—
1!
2!!
But Wolfe kicks out again, his body refusing to give in. The crowd is roaring now, completely invested in this chaotic battle. Wolfe pushes himself up to his feet, more determined than ever.
Colin McRae: "Balor Wolfe is unstoppable! Sarah Sharp can’t keep him down, and she’s running out of tricks!"
Sharp, growing more frustrated, rolls out of the ring. She stumbles over to the other side and pulls out a table, sliding it into the ring. The crowd buzzes with anticipation, knowing just how dangerous a table is inside the Hell in a Cell.
Arvin Wallace: "Ah, here we go! Sarah’s pulling out all the stops now—she knows that this is her only chance to get back into this!"
Sharp sets the table up near the top right corner, looking to set something big up. She turns around, the table now positioned just right, and—
Out of nowhere, Balor Wolfe charges forward with a running clothesline that nearly decapitates her! The momentum of the impact sends Sarah flipping backward, crashing to the mat hard, while the crowd erupts in cheers!
Colin McRae: "OH! What a clothesline from Wolfe! Sarah Sharp was about to set up something dangerous, but Wolfe just stopped her in her tracks!"
Kendra Mavis: "She was too focused on that table, and Wolfe took full advantage! This is Wolfe’s match now!"
Sharp lies on the mat, her plans for the table completely shattered as Wolfe stands over her, breathing heavily but ready for what’s next. The intensity in the arena is off the charts, the air thick with anticipation.
The action is chaotic as Sarah Sharp slowly recovers from the brutal clothesline she took earlier, but Balor Wolfe is already on the attack, looking to keep the momentum in his favor. He stalks her, muscles tensing, and as Sharp tries to get to her feet, Wolfe lifts her high for a gut-wrench suplex—
WHAM!
Sharp crashes down hard, and the impact shakes the ring. The crowd roars as Wolfe stands tall, confident, but still seething with determination. He’s ready to end this.
Colin McRae: "What a suplex! Wolfe is punishing Sharp right now, and she’s got nowhere to run!"
Kendra Mavis: "Wolfe is on fire! But this is far from over, Colin. We know Sarah Sharp doesn’t go down without a fight!"
Balor Wolfe picks up Sarah again, ready to continue his dominance. But before he can get a grip on her, Sarah—
LOW BLOW!
The crowd groans as Sarah suddenly drives a sharp kick between Balor’s legs, sending him collapsing to the mat in agony. Sharp smirks, standing over him as she takes a moment to catch her breath.
Arvin Wallace: "Ha! There it is! Sharp knows how to get it done when it counts. A low blow, taking out Wolfe’s power game—perfect strategy!"
Kendra Mavis: "That’s a cheap shot, Arvin! You know that! This is supposed to be a fight, not a low blow contest!"
Sharp stands tall, enjoying the boos from the crowd. She taps her temple, as if to remind everyone that she’s always one step ahead, always thinking. The audience’s reaction only fuels her desire to prove her point.
Arvin Wallace: "I don’t care how clever she is, Kendra—Sarah Sharp’s tactics are something else. She just neutralized Wolfe’s power game with that move!"
Sarah begins to focus on weakening Wolfe even further. She grabs a steel chair from the mat and slams it down across Wolfe’s back, the sound of metal on flesh ringing through the arena. She doesn’t stop there, hitting him again, and again, driving the chair into his ribs as he rolls in agony on the mat.
Arvin Wallace: "Look at this! Sarah Sharp knows exactly how to take the wind out of Wolfe’s sails. She’s weakening him to set up for that Sharpshooter. It’s all about strategy!"
Colin McRae: "She’s methodical, I’ll give her that, but this is going too far! This isn’t a match—it’s a one-sided beatdown!"
Sharp now has Wolfe in her sights, lifting him up once more. She’s looking for something big. The chair is already positioned on the mat—she grabs Wolfe by the arm, setting him up.
A huge slam! Sarah drives Wolfe down onto the steel chair with a powerful spinebuster, the impact making the chair groan under Wolfe’s weight. The crowd winces at the sickening sound.
Kendra Mavis: "Oh my god! That was disgusting! Wolfe may be out cold after that!"
Colin McRae: "Sarah Sharp just dropped Wolfe like a ton of bricks! You can’t deny it—she knows how to manipulate the odds in her favor. But is it enough?"
Sharp takes a moment to catch her breath, standing tall and savoring the boos from the crowd. Her smirk grows as she begins to set her sights on Wolfe’s legs, perhaps looking to lock in the Sharpshooter. The camera focuses on her eyes, cold and calculating.
Kendra Mavis: "Wolfe’s in trouble now, Colin! If she can lock in the Sharpshooter, this might be the end of the line for him!"
Sharp circles Wolfe’s prone body, the crowd loudly jeering, but she’s ready for whatever comes next.
Sarah Sharp, feeling confident after her brutal assault on Balor Wolfe, has him down and seems to be getting too comfortable with her dominance. The crowd is still booing her, but she’s feeding off the negativity. With a devilish grin, she surveys the ring and then looks at the top rope, a familiar smirk forming on her lips.
Colin McRae: "Wait a minute, Sarah Sharp is heading to the top rope… now that’s not really her style. The top rope isn't exactly where she thrives, is it?"
Kendra Mavis: "No, Colin, Sarah is a ground-and-pound wrestler, not a high-flyer. This could be a huge mistake. She might be getting too cocky!"
Sharp climbs the ropes slowly, chair still in hand. The crowd senses her arrogance, their boos growing louder as she struggles to get her footing. The top rope is shaky beneath her feet, and Sarah seems unsure for a moment, taking too long to set up her next move.
Arvin Wallace: "Look at her up there, folks. She's setting up for something big, but she’s taking way too much time. That could cost her!"
And it does. As Sarah finally gains her balance and readies the chair, Balor Wolfe begins to stir. The crowd roars to life as Wolfe, bloody but defiant, rises to his feet. With the fire of determination in his eyes, he charges at Sharp—
WHAM!
Balor runs full speed, shoves Sarah off the top rope, sending her flying across the ring and crashing into the steel Hell in a Cell wall with a sickening thud. The impact shakes the structure and the crowd explodes in shock.
Kendra Mavis: "Oh my god! She was way too cocky, Colin! She just got thrown straight into the steel! That could be the turning point!"
Colin McRae: "That’s what happens when you underestimate someone like Wolfe. He just turned the tables in an instant!"
Balor Wolfe stumbles back from the impact, using the ropes to steady himself. He takes a few seconds to catch his breath, his chest heaving as he watches Sarah, who's writhing in pain at the base of the cell wall. Her arm is stretched out, but she seems dazed, barely moving.
Arvin Wallace: "You’ve gotta admit, Wolfe’s not out of it yet. He’s breathing fire right now!"
Balor’s gaze hardens, and with a sudden burst of energy, he bounces off the ropes. He’s got his sights set on Sarah, and he’s coming in fast—
SUICIDE DIVE!
But just as Balor reaches the ropes and leaps forward, Sarah Sharp, with desperation on her side, grabs a steel chair and hurls it at him mid-air! The chair crashes into Balor’s face, sending him tumbling backward and crashing to the floor.
The chair impact sends Balor down, his head and face a mess of blood as he stumbles backward, holding his face. Sharp, still recovering from her impact with the cell wall, slumps to the floor near the cell, her back pressed up against the structure as she catches her breath.
Kendra Mavis: "She just threw a chair right into his face, Colin! Balor’s bleeding, and I don’t know if he can keep going after that!"
Colin McRae: "Balor Wolfe is busted open! That chair shot was brutal! But look at Sarah—she may have the advantage now, but you can see it’s taking a toll on her too. She’s struggling to get to her feet."
Balor, still on the outside of the ring, is laying through the ropes. His feet are hooked on the middle rope as he tries to fight through the pain. He seems dazed, but determined not to stay down. The camera focuses on his bloody face as he struggles to regain his composure.
Arvin Wallace: "This is it, folks! Balor Wolfe is down and out, and Sarah Sharp is looking for her next move. This is the kind of match where anything can happen, and right now, it’s anyone’s game!"
The crowd roars as Sarah Sharp stands tall, the steel chair now discarded and her bloodied opponent lying on the mat. Her face is twisted in a mix of anger and determination, and she’s not about to let Balor Wolfe take this from her. Sarah, still in control, moves swiftly, grabbing Balor’s limp body and shoving him back into the ring. The crowd continues to jeer her, but she’s focused.
Kendra Mavis: "Sarah’s not wasting any time now. She’s looking to end it, Colin. She’s got a plan, and she’s executing it."
Sarah’s eyes narrow as she sizes Balor up. She waits, calculating, before she lifts him up with ease—an impressive feat given the size difference between them. She hoists him into the air, positioning him for her finisher—the "SHARP DRESSED." The crowd collectively gasps as she slams Balor down with the Deadlift Dominator, the force of the move shaking the ring.
Colin McRae: "Sharp Dressed! That could be it right there, folks!"
She goes for the pin, hooking both legs, and the referee slides into position—
1...
2...
NO! Balor Wolfe kicks out at the last second, the crowd gasps in shock.
Kendra Mavis: "How is he still kicking out? This is unbelievable!"
Sarah’s face twists into frustration as she slaps the mat. She thought she had it right there. She stands up, shaking her head in disbelief before her smirk returns, her confidence unshaken for the moment.
Arvin Wallace: "You can see the anger on Sarah’s face. She thought that would be enough to put him down for good, but Wolfe refuses to stay down!"
Sharp, undeterred, moves quickly. She waits for Balor to rise to his feet, then charges forward. With a ruthless look in her eyes, she delivers her signature move—the "SPEARHEAD"—a devastating spear with no arms. She drives her shoulder into Balor’s midsection, sending him crashing to the mat, knocking the wind out of him.
Colin McRae: "SPEARHEAD! That’s got to be it! Sarah hit that with all her might!"
She goes for the pin again, this time pressing her weight down on Balor as the referee counts—
1...
2...
NO! Balor Wolfe kicks out once more, the crowd erupting into cheers as they witness his resilience.
Kendra Mavis: "How?! How is Balor still in this?! He’s taken two massive hits, and he’s still kicking out!"
Sarah stands up, her face a mask of frustration. She storms over to the referee, her eyes blazing with fury as she corners him for a moment, gesturing in anger.
Arvin Wallace: "The referee’s just doing his job, but Sarah clearly doesn’t like the result. She thought that was it, but Balor’s proving he’s got more fight in him than anyone could’ve imagined."
Sharp turns away from the ref and storms back toward Balor, who is still down on the mat, breathing heavily. She grabs his hair, yanking him up to his knees, but Balor, fueled by adrenaline, suddenly comes to life—
Olympian’s Judgment!
In one smooth motion, Balor lifts her into a spinning position, showing incredible strength despite his battered body. With a quick, fluid movement, he spins Sarah around and slams her face-first into the mat with a resounding thud!
Colin McRae: "OH MY GOD! The Olympian’s Judgment! What a counter by Balor Wolfe! That could be the game-changer!"
Balor, exhausted, immediately goes for the pin, collapsing on top of Sarah and hooking both of her legs—
1...
2...
NO! Sarah kicks out!
Kendra Mavis: "She kicked out! Unbelievable! How is Sarah still in this fight after that move?"
Balor, now too exhausted to move quickly, simply lays next to Sarah, his body still heaving as he catches his breath. Both competitors are down, battered, and bloodied, the crowd on their feet in anticipation, unsure who will take control next.
The atmosphere is thick with anticipation as both competitors are visibly battered. The crowd roars as Sarah Sharp, despite her wounds, manages to struggle to her feet first, her bloodied face a testament to the brutality of the match. She takes a moment to shake off the pain and regain her composure, but Balor Wolfe isn’t far behind. With a sudden burst of energy, he kicks up from the mat, shaking his head, his eyes filled with determination.
Colin McRae: "This match has been an absolute war, folks, but neither one of these two competitors is willing to back down! This is the heart of a champion versus the will of a challenger who refuses to be denied!"
The crowd begins to chant in unison, rallying behind both competitors, alternating between “YAY” and “BOO” as the tension rises. Sarah and Balor face off, their eyes locking as they begin the familiar “trading punches” spot. Both competitors are bleeding heavily, their faces crimson, but they continue to exchange brutal shots to one another’s heads, each one trying to outlast the other. The crowd’s energy heightens with each strike.
Kendra Mavis: "They’re both absolutely spent! But here they are, trading punches like there’s no tomorrow! This is what a Hell in a Cell match is all about!"
With a fierce snarl, Balor finally wins the exchange, landing a powerful right hand that stuns Sarah. She stumbles back, and Balor, ever the opportunist, quickly sends her into the ropes, preparing for another devastating "Olympian’s Judgment." Sarah, however, has other plans. As she rebounds off the ropes, she counters—she lifts Balor’s legs, and in one fluid motion, locks in the SHARPSHOOTER, the crowd erupting in shock at the sudden shift in momentum.
Arvin Wallace: "Sharpshooter! Balor’s in trouble now! Sarah’s looking to take this match back under her control!"
The crowd boos, but Sarah has a look of pure focus as she pulls back, cranking the hold deeper.
Colin McRae: "She’s got the Sharpshooter locked in tight! Balor Wolfe is in deep trouble here—he’s got nowhere to go!"
Balor, gritting his teeth and showing the true heart of a fighter, digs his feet into the mat. With an incredible burst of strength, he pushes Sarah off, sending her sprawling across the ring. She rebounds off the ropes, and as she comes back toward him, Balor explodes into action, leaping into a Divine Fall, driving Sarah face-first into the mat with a vicious cutter.
Kendra Mavis: "DIVINE FALL! That could be it, Colin! Sarah’s been rocked!"
Balor doesn’t waste any time—he hooks both legs for the pin, the referee sliding into position—
1...
2...
NO! Sarah Sharp kicks out at the last possible second, much to the crowd’s disbelief.
Colin McRae: "Sarah kicked out! She’s still in this, somehow! I don’t know how she’s doing it, but this champion has got more fight in her than I’ve ever seen!"
Balor looks visibly annoyed as he sits up, breathing heavily, his patience starting to wear thin. But he quickly regains his focus, standing up and picking Sarah up with him, preparing to finish things. However, just as he grabs her, Sarah counters—she lifts him with all her strength, driving him down with a JOYKILLER, a brutal high-lift spinebuster that echoes through the arena.
Arvin Wallace: "JOYKILLER! That’s her signature move! Sarah might have just turned the tide here!"
Sarah can barely capitalize on the move, her body spent, and she simply collapses onto the mat, lying next to Balor as the crowd falls silent in awe of the brutality they’ve witnessed. Both competitors are on the canvas, motionless, as the toll of the match begins to show. The referee begins his count, the fans wondering who will be the first to rise in this grueling contest.
The battle has taken its toll on both competitors, but Sarah Sharp, though battered and bruised, is the first to rise to her feet. She’s not giving up, though her movements are slow and calculated as she sizes up Balor Wolfe. He’s lying on the mat, seemingly unmoving, the blood streaming down his face, his chest heaving with every breath.
Sarah’s confidence grows as she watches him—he looks like he’s on the verge of being finished. With a cocky grin spreading across her face, she starts walking over to him, preparing to hit her deadly SPEARHEAD to end it all. The crowd watches in anticipation, sensing the final moments of this brutal contest.
Kendra Mavis: "Sarah's got this in the bag! She knows it. She’s taking her time now, sizing up Balor like a predator."
But just as Sarah begins to walk over to Balor, the lights in the arena suddenly go out, plunging the entire ring into darkness. The crowd goes wild with confusion and excitement, the tension building in the air. Moments later, a massive lightning bolt strikes the ring, the loud crack echoing throughout the arena, followed by a brief surge of electricity.
The lights flicker back on, and there, standing in the center of the ring, is Balor Wolfe, his body now almost glowing with a fierce, eerie energy. The blood still stains his face and attire, but there’s something different—almost supernatural—in his presence. Sarah pauses for a split second, her cocky grin faltering as she takes in the sight of Balor. The crowd erupts in a mixture of awe and fear as Balor stands tall, unphased by the chaos that has just unfolded.
Arvin Wallace: "What in the world?! What is this, Kendra? This is something different... Balor’s power—it’s unreal!"
Sarah, clearly thrown off by the sudden change, shakes off her hesitation and charges toward Balor with all her fury, looking to hit the SPEARHEAD and end this match once and for all. But just as she closes the distance, Balor moves with lightning speed, catching her in mid-air, gripping her by the throat.
In one fluid motion, Balor spins Sarah 180 degrees mid-air and slams her down with a brutal Radio Wave Chokeslam through the table that Sarah had set up earlier in the match. The impact is devastating, sending shockwaves throughout the arena. The crowd gasps as the table crumbles beneath them, the sound of wood splintering reverberating through the arena.
Colin McRae: "Oh my god! A RADIO WAVE CHOKESLAM through the table! This is it! This has to be it!"
Sarah is left laying amidst the wreckage of the table, her body contorted, as Balor slowly rises to his feet, his face still dripping with blood but his presence more powerful than ever. Without looking at her, Balor takes a moment to pose for the crowd, his trademark Lights Out Taunt lighting up the arena. He raises both hands above his head, pressing his palms together in a sharp, deliberate gesture, his eyes never leaving the audience. The crowd holds their breath as Balor lowers his hands slowly, building the tension even further.
Kendra Mavis: "What a chilling display of power, folks. Balor Wolfe just showed us why he’s the challenger... and why this is far from over!"
With Sarah still down and Balor now fully in control, he stands tall, back turned to her, soaking in the energy of the crowd. Sarah, however, rolls over slowly, one hand playing with her disheveled hair, trying to regain some composure despite the brutal assault. The match is far from over, but the momentum has clearly shifted in Balor’s favor.
The scene is set—Sarah Sharp is down, sprawled across the remnants of the table, and Balor Wolfe stands tall, an almost supernatural aura surrounding him. His bloodied face is locked in a deadly gaze on Sarah, his body radiating energy, while Sarah lies defeated, trying to gather herself.
As Balor begins walking over to her, Sarah, ever resourceful, pulls out the brass knuckles from her hair, her last-ditch effort to win. With a wicked grin, she swings them at Balor, hoping for a knockout punch, just like their last match.
Arvin Wallace: "She’s going for the knuckles again! That’s how she won last time! This is the end for Balor if she lands it!"
But Balor is faster—faster than any normal man should be. He catches Sarah’s wrist mid-punch, holding it firm. The crowd gasps as he rips the knuckles off her hand and throws them away, out of the ring.
Kendra Mavis: "Oh my god, he caught her wrist! And those knuckles—gone! This is not looking good for Sarah Sharp!"
Desperation floods Sarah’s face as she realizes that this may be her final chance slipping away. She tries to break free, pushing toward the ropes in a last-ditch attempt to run. But Balor grabs her again, his grip unrelenting, overpowering her at every turn.
Kendra Mavis: "Sarah’s trying to run, but it’s futile. Balor’s got her trapped, and she knows it!"
Balor lifts Sarah into the air, holding her in a fireman’s carry, his bloodied but determined face looking down at her. Sarah struggles, kicking and squirming, but it’s clear she’s fighting a losing battle. The crowd is on the edge of their seats.
Arvin Wallace: "No! Come on, Sarah! Break free! Don’t let him do this!" (Frantically) "You’ve got this, come on! BREAK FREE!"
But it’s too late. Balor swiftly pushes Sarah off his shoulders, spinning her in mid-air before slamming his knee into her jaw with devastating force, executing his signature Lights Out. The crowd gasps at the impact as Sarah crashes to the mat, completely incapacitated.
Kendra Mavis: "THE LIGHTS OUT! Sarah Sharp’s lights are OUT!"
Balor quickly covers her for the pin, the referee sliding into position. The arena goes silent, the tension building to a crescendo. The referee’s hand hovers, ready to seal Sarah’s fate.
Ref 1!
Colin McRae: "The!"
Ref 2!
Colin McRae: "Prophecy!"
Ref 3!
Colin McRae: "Fulfilled!"
The bell rings, and the arena erupts into cheers.
After the final pin, Balor Wolfe, exhausted and battered, stumbles backward into the ropes, his back pressing against them as the reality of his victory begins to sink in. His face is streaked with blood, his body aching, but there’s a look of disbelief in his eyes. He just won. His gaze is locked on the hard camera, and tears begin to well up in his eyes, the emotion of the moment overwhelming him.
His entrance music, “You’re Gonna Go Far, Kid” by The Offspring, starts to blast through the arena, signaling the end of a chaotic journey. The lights flicker and flash, highlighting Balor as the NEW MAWL Mania Champion. He stands, still stunned, as the Hell in a Cell begins to rise.
Ash: "Here is your winner… and the NEW MAWL MANIA CHAMPION. "THE CHAMPION OF THE GODS" BALOR WOLFE!"
Out of nowhere, Eros slides into the ring, disregarding his fancy clothes as he rushes toward Balor. Without hesitation, he wraps his arms around Balor, pulling him into a passionate embrace. Eros kisses Balor all over, showering him in affection, his own tears mingling with Balor’s as the weight of this victory sinks in for both of them. The crowd goes wild, roaring in support of their new champion, and the two share a raw, emotional moment in the ring.
Meanwhile, the camera cuts to the commentary booth where Colin and Kendra stand, both celebrating Balor’s victory. Colin is on his feet, applauding the match and the intense emotion in the ring.
Kendra, with a smile: He was right: ‘It doesn’t matter who you are, when Balor hit you with the lights out, you’ll be on your back looking at the lights, toes pointing to your god hearing his name as the winner.’”
The words resonate with the fans and with Balor himself as they all witness the culmination of his journey.
As the crowd roars with cheers, the referee approaches Balor, championship belt in hand, ready to crown him. However, before he can pass it to him, Eros stops the referee, gently takes the belt from his hands, and kneels before Balor. With tears in his eyes, Eros presents the championship to Balor, handing it over with a tenderness and reverence that only deepens the emotional weight of the moment. Balor, overwhelmed with emotion, takes the belt and clutches it to his chest as Eros continues to kneel, a symbol of their shared journey.
The two embrace once more, this time joined by the rest of Radio Silence. Zagreus is the first to join in, and before long, the entire group is in the ring, embracing Balor. The fans erupt in cheers as the group forms a massive group hug around their new champion.
Alastor, standing just a few steps away from the group, claps slowly, a mischievous grin on his face as he watches his faction celebrate. He doesn’t join in the hug but seems content to observe. Meanwhile, Sarah, defeated and still recovering, slowly rolls out of the ring, casting a glance at the victorious scene but not daring to intrude on the celebration.
The group hug continues for a moment, each member of Radio Silence showing their support for Balor. Zagreus, Johnny, and V help Balor to his feet, while the cheers from the crowd continue to swell. Johnny and V, with wide grins on their faces, lift Balor onto their shoulders in a moment of triumph, carrying him around the ring like a hero, while fireworks explode overhead and confetti falls down, showering them in celebration.
The camera pulls back, capturing the entire scene—the new champion of MAWL, surrounded by his faction, the crowd on their feet, and the atmosphere electric with emotion.
Colin’s voice echoes as the camera zooms in on Radio Silence celebrating together.
Colin: “What a match! What a night! Balor Wolfe, the Champion of the Gods, has earned his place at the top of MAWL. Spring Sting has seen a new era begin, and Radio Silence and Our champion Balor Wolfe stands above all!”
Kendra: “And that, folks, is the prophecy fulfilled. The sky’s the limit for Balor Wolfe!”
As the screen fades to black, the celebration continues. The new MAWL Champion is hoisted on his faction’s shoulders, the crowd’s chants reverberating, and the fireworks lighting up the night sky. The show ends with Radio Silence celebrating their triumph—Balor Wolfe’s moment to shine.
End of Spring Sting.
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