Post by Chris Page on Nov 6, 2023 18:20:25 GMT -5
"Mi Gente", the Re-Mix by J Balvin featuring Beyoncé and Willy William begins to play, getting the crowd to jump to their feet, ready to welcome their new World Heavyweight Champion the mere second Monday Night Brawl takes the air live!
CENTURION: and here he comes Derrick, the man who at the Cannabis Cup pay-per-view defied all the odds, fighting not only through one but two injuries plus the best talent WGWF has to offer and won the tournament in his second attempt.
DERRICK DIAMOND: He sure did, many didn’t think he would get past Mac Bane, and when he did, the way he did, the odds rose against him, but round after round he fought those odds and won the cup, and the world title to boot, something no one knew was coming.
CENTURION: That’s for sure, Chris Page shocked the world, after Enigma shocked the world himself by turning down the World title after defeating Peter Vaughn and choosing instead to remain the Smash champion. Chris could have easily done another tournament for the vacant title, or just named the top two contenders or even held a rumble or a battle royal.
DERRICK DIAMOND: His favorites.
CENTURION: Right… But he said NAH, that’s not how we do things in WGWF, and we have two worthy challengers right here in Devlin and Cholo, so let them fight for it.
DERRICK DIAMOND: and fight for it they did, in a match that is arguably a contender for match of the year. In the end, after the dust settled, it was Cholo crowned the Cannabis Cup Tournament Winner and World Heavyweight Champion.
CENTURION: But is he?! Much like Enigma, Cholo has a choice to make… Does he give up ‘his precious’, a title that means so much to him and the fans who support him, or does he give up the World Title just like Enigma did?
DERRICK DIAMOND: Well, we don’t have to wait much longer… It’s decision time!
But after the beat dropping, the song plays on and Cholo doesn’t come out.
CENTURION: Where is he Derrick?
DERRICK DIAMOND: Emotions getting the best of him perhaps?
The cheers die down and so does the music as everyone looks around confused… Then the curtain parts and what we see first is a foot sticking out, followed by the rest of the leg which is wrapped in an air-cast. There are gasps in the crowd followed by complete silence as they watch the man who was once full of energy and charisma, being pushed in a wheelchair by an unknown blonde in a tight business suit.
CENTURION: Oh no… That’s our new world champion?
DERRICK DIAMOND: Seems it’s what’s left of him Cent.
Cholo’s arm is also in a sling and around the shoulder area you see it is heavily padded. Missing is not only his drink, his titles but also that charming smile of his. He is pushed to the edge of the ramp and then grabs the mic that was sitting on his lap. He goes to speak, but chokes up, and puts it back down. The crowd begins to applaud respectfully, and some cheer him and others chant his name. He just sits there, not looking like a tournament winner, a world champion, but a defeated man who all he can do is soak in all the love from the fans. Harvey Marx stands by, trying to see if he's supposed to introduce him and if so, as what, but reads the room and just sits back down.
CENTURION: It’s sad to see Cholo this way, but one man that is probably loving this has got to be Mac Bane.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Oh you know he is, he tried to end Cholo’s career, and looks like he might have succeeded?
Cholo takes the deepest of sighs, brings the microphone back up and this time he can talk after clearing his throat.
CHOLO: Thank you mi gente…
CENTURION: That doesn’t sound like the Cholo we know at all, Derrick.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Sounds like he is medicated AF…
CHOLO: Cholo must apologize, for not being his usual self, but as you can see, winning the Cannabis Cup came with a heavy toll…. And as much as Cholo would like to walk down that ramp, get into that ring and party with all of you like he loves to do, he simply can’t… and now, he must make a choice that he does not want to do…
CENTURION: I don’t think he is talking about choosing a championship Derrick…
DERRICK DIAMOND: Maybe his injuries are worse than we feared… Is he about to leave us Cent?
CENTURION: Seems like that is the case…
DERRICK DIAMOND: But for how long? Can’t be for good!
There is murmur among the crowd and you cannot only see the emotion on the fans faces but you can feel it. Cholo takes his time, clearly not wanting to say what he’s about to say… but after what seems to be forever, he finally continues.
CHOLO: I know it’s a decision no one wants to hear… but it’s one Cholo has to make, but if Cholo is being forced to make it, he’s going to do it standing tall… Can you please help me?
He asks this of the woman behind him who advises him it’s not a good idea, but Cholo brushes her off. He gives her the mic and then with his one good arm he pushes himself up and then kind of skips around in one leg, trying not fall, but he can’t keep his balance and falls forward!
CENTURION: Oh no!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Man this is hard to watch!
But he rolls through and then jumps to his feet!
CENTURION: What the hell?!
DERRICK DIAMOND: It’s a miracle! Praise Jeebus!
He rips the air-cast off his leg and throws it to the fans then takes off the sling and throws it to them as well. He then stands there, with a huge smile on his face. He then walks back and grabs the wheelchair and throws it off the ramp, where it’s safe of course, and then reaches for the microphone the woman was holding and once she gives it to him, she leaves towards the back. The crowd is half stunned half cheering, and there are definite tears but likely of joy now.
CHOLO: QUE PASA MI GENTE DE SEATTLE?!
The crowd goes wild now and Cholo smiles even wider.
CHOLO: Y DONDE ESTAN LOS LATINOS?!
Not as many cheers but still loudl.
CHOLO: ARE YOU READY TO GET THIS FIESTA STARTED?!
More cheap pops.
CHOLO: Then bring Cholo his title, his drink and hit his damn music!
Pyro goes off above in the rafters as his music comes back on. Cholo puts the microphone in his back pocket as he turns to face the entrance where he sees the lady from earlier followed by two more ‘tightly’ dressed women, one brunette, her hair in a bun and one redhaired, curly, hair down past her shoulders. The blonde holds his mezcal drink, but the others hold the Intercontinental and World Title respectably on top of red pillows. The blonde hands him his drink, gives him a kiss on his cheek and he winks at her before taking a sip. He lets out a loud ‘ah’, clearly loving it. He then walks up to the other two women and contemplates which title to take. He looks at the crowd, asking them to help him. He points to the IC title, and the cheer… He points to the world title, and they cheer even louder. Cholo smiles and he plays this game a few more times, even putting his hand to his ear, pretending he can’t hear them. He laughs but then makes his choice and points to the IC title! The blonde nods and then grabs it and wraps it tightly around his waist.
CENTURION: Has Cholo made his choice?! Is he sticking with the Intercontinental championship?!
DERRICK DIAMOND: It seems so, I did not see that coming!
The brunette then wraps her arms around his arm and so does the blonde and Cholo then nods to the red hair to lead the way with the World Title. They make their way down the ramp as the fans try hard to reach for Cholo, or perhaps is the ladies, who knows. They walk up the steel steps and get into the ring where there is a table set up with what seem to be alcoholic shots lined up of different types. There is also a pedestal and that is where the world title gets placed. Cholo pulls the mic back out and the hands his drink back to the blonde as his music dies down.
CHOLO: Okay mi gente, first things first… Sorry about the theatrics… But you see, they were not for you but for the boys in the back who not only tried to beat Cholo, they tried to break him, not with the hopes of beating him in a tournament but from taking him out of WGWF for good… Well, not only did they fail in breaking Cholo, not only did they fail in beating Cholo, but Cholo is not going anywhere any time soon… WGWF IS CHOLO’S HOME!
The crowd goes wild again.
CENTURION: Well, that’s good to hear.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Man forget Cholo, tricking me like that… I hope someone does come out and takes him out now.
CHOLO: Now is Cholo 100%? No, he isn’t… Sure he can do a forward roll, but wrestling? Not clear just yet… Underneath this shirt, Cholo’s shoulder and arm are heavily taped… Underneath these pants of his…
Cholo pauses and smiles as he looks around at the fans, where most of the female fans and some men, all appear to be swooning including the 3 ladies in the ring with him who just smile as they look at each other.
CHOLO: There is a party waiting to happen!
Whoop, there it is…
CHOLO: But he is also wearing a knee-brace… Temporarily, Cholo assures you… But he is wearing them like badges of honor as a reminder of everything Cholo had to go through to win the toughest tournament of his career…. And speaking of the tournament, before he goes on, Cholo must pay his respects… In front of Cholo, he has 7 shots, one each to pay respect to each of the seven competitors in the tournament… First, the three Cholo didn’t face…
He walks up to the table and takes the first shot glass.
CHOLO: Grey Goose VX vodka, for Samuel Chatman, mi respeto.
He takes the shot and moves on to the next.
CHOLO: “dark” El Dorado 21 year old rum for Dubois, mi respeto.
He takes the shot and moves on to the next.
CHOLO: Jameson 22 year old small batch, for Ragnarök believe it or not, mi respeto.
He moves to the next, takes the shot and immediately spits it out.
CHOLO: QUE DIABLO ES ESTO?! What is this?!
One of the women comes over and whispers in Cholo’s ear and he raises both eyebrows surprised.
CHOLO: Oh, um… okay… Well, John Cable, mi respeto. Now, for the 3 Cholo did face…
He takes the next shot.
CHOLO: Johnny Walker Blue Label, for Spencer Adams, mi respeto.
Two more shots left and Cholo smiles, feeling a little something-something mixing all these spirits.
CHOLO: Remy Martin XO for Devlin Knight, love you too buddy *he winks*, and mi respeto for giving Cholo the best match he has had this year in WGWF.
Cholo grabs the last glass and this one he holds up as he looks at it and then walks toward the ropes and stretches his arm out, holding the shot and tilting it slightly, letting a bit of it drop and the crowd ‘oooooooohs’ loudly.
CHOLO: Laphroaig 1980 for Mac Bane… who tried to break my leg… who tried to end my career…
He spills a little bit more but then pulls it back.
CHOLO: Cholo hopes Goth more than returns the favor tonight when he beats you for the #1 contender’s spot… Having said this, as a wrestler, and prior to that ending, mi respeto.
He takes the shot and smirks as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.
CHOLO: Mi gente, let’s hear it one more time for everyone on the Cannabis Cup, come on!
Cholo puts the mic under his arm as he begins clapping and the crowd claps and cheers along. Once that’s over Cholo continues…
CHOLO: Now look, Cholo knows he is definitely milking the clock here but he just had to pay his respects to the men whose shoulders he is standing on here tonight… A few cases of each of those spirits are on their way to their homes, as a thank you for giving it their all at that tournament.
CENTURION: Could Cholo BE any more classy?
DERRICK DIAMOND: God I hope not, but he could have given us some shots to toast with him.
Cholo now walks to the pedestal where the World Title is, and the crowd goes quiet with anticipation.
CHOLO: Now let us get down to business… You are probably wondering why Cholo chose the Intercontinental Championship to make his way down the ring with it. Well mi gente, the answer is simple… Cholo loves his precious, he will always love his precious, and he wanted to walk down that aisle one last time, as YOUR intercontinental champion!
The crowd cheers loudly with anticipation.
CENTURION: One last time? So does that mean…
DERRICK DIAMOND: I think it does!
Cholo nods to the blonde who comes over and removes the IC title from around his waist and then comes around, handing it to Cholo who looks at it one more time, kisses it and then gives it back. The other two women now move towards the World title and go to grab it but Cholo stops them.
CHOLO: Wait, just one more minute… If you don’t mind me gente, Cholo wants to say that he is no dummy and he is not ungrateful… Cholo knows that this moment that’s about to happen, doesn’t happen if Enigma doesn’t choose to stay Smash champion… So to the big man, Cholo says… Muchas Gracias… and see you soon.
Cholo nods, holds up his drink and then winks at the camera.
CENTURION: See you soon? What do you make of that Derrick.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Could we have another champion vs. champion match?!
Cholo now nods to the two ladies and together they put the World Heavyweight Championship around his waist. Cholo looks down at it, smiles and then looks up at the hard-cam as he brings the mic up to his mouth, but then looks towards Harvey on the outside.
CHOLO: Mr. Marx, if you do Cholo the honors…
Harvey nods agreeing and smiling as he gets to his feet.
“THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your NEEEEEEW Heavyweight Champion of the World…. “CHOLO” GIOVANNI SANTANA!
Cholo’s music hits as pyro goes off in the rafters again and confetti gets shot up from every corner of the ring. The crowd is cheering loudly and Cholo falls to his knees, throws his arms up, pointing to the sky, dedicating this to his parents in heaven.
CENTURION: Well strap in folks, now it’s official… The Cholo World Heavyweight Champion era has begun in WGWF!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Holy shit, what a moment!
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CENTURION: We are getting word that there is some commotion going on in the back of the arena right now.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I cannot wait for this. I love chaos.
As the cameras shift to the back, you can see the Titantron light up and things pick up in the back of the parking lot. The cameras are moving as they are following a Mercedes Benz G Wagon 6x6 and a lifted Ford F 450 Dually Truck. As the vehicles get closer to the parking spots, you will not believe your eyes. They are approaching 2 spots that are reserved. One sign says GM: Candice Page. The other sign says WGWF Owner: Chris Page. The Mercedes parks in the spot reserved for Candice while the F 450 parks in the spot reserved for Chris Page. Maybe it's Page and Candice, because these 2 vehicles are one of a kind. The fans inside the arena are erupting at just how insane these vehicles are.
You can see the Mercedes driver's door swing open and it’s none other than the former WGWF World Champion J Mont. And dressed to the T as always. Wearing his custom Alexander Amosu Vanquish Bespoke Custom Suit with his Santoni Embossed Leather Simon Double Monk shoes as well as his GMT Master II Ice Rolex. As J Mont closes the driver's door, he walks towards the back door and slowly opens it up. You can see Baby G in her car seat with a big smile on her face. J Mont unstraps his daughter as she reaches for him. Now holding Baby G, J Mont closes the back door and walks towards the front of the vehicle where he sees the reserved sign.
J MONT: Yeah OK! My Show! My Rules! My Way!
J Mont laughs at the fact he is parked in the spot reserved for Candice Page, the godmother of Baby G. But, that is not all. J Mont is looking up at that mammoth F 450 who is taking up the spot reserved for Chris Page. As the lights shut off, you see the passenger door swing open and……
DERRICK DIAMOND: Yes, the goddess is here!
CENTURION: Tonight’s show is about to go to hell.
Amber Mansley is here as well with J Mont. As she hops down from being up so high in the F 450, she makes her way towards J Mont. She gives Baby G a kiss on the cheek and a fist pump to J Mont. It's never a good thing when these 2 are together. But if Amber was in the passenger seat, someone was driving the vehicle. The driver's door slowly opens and you can see a shine of some sort. As the cameras get a closer look, you can see the Smash World Championship as ENIGMA hops out of the truck and slams the door shut. J Mont with Baby G and Amber walk towards Enigma. As the Fortunate Ones are huddled up for a minute, there seems to be someone missing.
J MONT: I feel like we are short a man.
AMBER MANSLEY: Feels kind of light here.
ENIGMA: Anyone else hungry?
As the group stands around one another, it finally hits them as they put the clues together. A Short Man. Feels Light and Hunger.
AMBER MANSLEY: Oh shit. Flash is in the truck still.
You can hear a man trying to get out of the back but the door is not opening. J Mont cannot help but laugh because he knows what happened.
J MONT: Big E, did you put the child lock ON Flash’s door?
ENIGMA: He was acting like a child and was scared he was going to fall out with the way I was driving.
AMBER MANSLEY: Plus he was mad that we didn't stop for Arby’s!
J MONT: Well, who is going to be the brave soul to help Fat Man get out of the truck?
J Mont looks over at them letting them know he has Baby G already in his arms. Amber is quick to fire black that she just got her nails done. That leaves Enigma as the last man standing once again.
ENIGMA: Fine, but payback is a bitch.
Enigma puts his Smash World Title onto the shoulder of J Mont so he can help Flash get out of the lifted truck.
ENIGMA: I am only a few feet away. Don’t lose that World Title on me!
J Mont’s face turns red as Enigma laughs at his Kelso Burn comment on J Mont.
J MONT: I am 255 pounds. I am not a lightweight that does X matches for a living.
ENIGMA: It was a joke Mr. Sensitive. At least you had a title to lose, not like Miss Pretty over there.
Enigma is quite the comedian tonight as Amber’s face turns a few shades of red. J Mont looks over at Amber like what the fuck.
AMBER MANSLEY: I had to deal with 2 people in the match. Thank you very much. All you had to deal with is a Tim The Tool Man Taylor wanna be and a 60 year old man who just finished shooting a commercial for Viagra.
The Fortunate Ones all burst out in laughter. Even Baby G is getting in on the laughs. But the one man that is not laughing is Flash who is still stuck in the vehicle. As Enigma opens the back door, you can see Flash sitting there like Baby G was in her car seat. His suit looks wrinkled. His stomach is growling which is echoing through the back of the arena. The look on his face is one of anger, hunger and confusion.
FLASH ROTTEN: I get no respect around here anymore.
J MONT: I thought you picked up Flash, not Rodeny Dangerfield.
AMBER MANSLEY: If you don't want to hang with us Flash, you can always manage the LADYBUGS again.
J MONT: Or be a talk show host there Wally Sparks.
ENIGMA: I would say be a CADDY but you can't even jump out of a truck.
You can tell Flash is getting upset with all the comments and when Enigma notices this, he turns his back and walks backwards towards Flash. J Mont and Amber are laughing as Baby G is pointing up at Flash. Enigma is now in position to help Flash get down and out of this lifted Ford F 450. One has to wonder how he even got in, but that's for another day. Flash hops onto the shoulders of Enigma, and in case you do not know this, Flash is not a small man. But Enigma is a MONSTER and carries Flash out of the truck and towards the group. As Enigma gets down on 1 knee, Flash Jumps off his back.
J MONT: That will be 20 bucks sir.
FLASH ROTTEN: For what?
AMBER MANSLEY: You just had the ride of your life and you're not paying for it like you always do?
ENIGMA: Thankfully, i have no title match tonight because that was truly a workout.
The Fortunate Ones are together at last.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Enigma has to be the strongest person in the WGWF!
CENTURION: Why are they here? They are on the Smash show, not Brawl.
DERRICK DIAMOND: How many times do I need to repeat myself. They do what they want, when they want. And J Mont owns 51% of the network. If you want to keep your job, then just deal with it.
CENTURION: Hopefully security can stop them before they ruin tonight’s show.
As The Fortunate Ones make their way towards the arena, J Mont turns around to look at the amazing vehicles they pulled up in.
J MONT: Wonder what Candice thinks she’s gonna do with no spot now!
AMBER MANSLEY: I know that Page is gonna get so mad that we took his spot, his last non gray hair is gonna turn gray!
ENIGMA: What are the odds they got dropped off in a limo?
J MONT: Since when have you become the Steven Q Urkel of the world? Either way, those are OUR spots, not theirs. Time to make a Statement.
FLASH ROTTEN: Can we stop in the locker room to get a snack real quick?
Every member just shakes their head at Flash as they make their way towards the arena and into the building. Baby G, who is looking back at Flash who is walking slowly, is laughing at him. Like Father, like daughter.
DERRICK DIAMOND: The Fortunate Ones have arrived in style and I cannot wait to see what happens next.
CENTURION: They are not even supposed to be here!
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The bell has rang for the fatal fourway between Bobby Ray Willis, Latoya Hixx, Enchantra and Dawn Warren. We see Bobby Ray get in the middle of the ring, telling all the women that he is the best thing that has ever happened to them. Causing all three to step in his direction before he starts to slide out of the ring. Dawn slide out of the ring and chases after Bobby Ray. Meanwhile inside the ring we see Enchantra and Latoya get into a war of words, Latoya telling Enchantra that she cannot hear her through the mask that covers her mouth. Causing Enchantra to grab her by the hair, kicking Latoya in the midsection before delivering a Hair mare before running to the ropes and setting her up for a running knee in the face of Latoya. Only Latoya manages to kip up to her feet and executes a picture perfect dropkick that sends Enchantra through the ropes and into the waiting arms of Bobby Ray as he happened to run that direction.
Centurion: Now that is a gentlmean’s way of catching a lady.
The two stare into each other’s eyes, only to have Enchantra to grab hold of his hair and yanks a few strings out of his head causing Bobby Ray to scream and drop Enchantra to the floor as he lets go of her.
Derek Diamond: Now that isn’t very gentleman like is it!!!
This gives an opportunity for Dawn Warren to jump the steel steps, jumping towards Bobby Ray and deliver a Bulldog Headlock to the concrete floor as well Latoya jumping on the top turnbuckles before setting herself up for a Senton off the turnbuckles upon Enchantra. This electrifies the audience as they are chanting both Latoya and Dawn on as they both whip their fallen opponents into the ring. Both women look at each other as they jump on the apron, watching both Bobby Ray and Enchantra as they jump off the top rope and execute a double Hurricanrana into a pinning combination as the official counts for both pin attempts.
1!!!
2!!!
Thr…
Both Bobby Ray and Enchantra manage to kick out, we see Bobby Ray get to his feet and starts to complain that Dawn Warren grabbed a handful of tights as the official tells him otherwise. Dawn spins him around, setting him up for a dropkick as Bobby Ray manages to catch her legs and drops her on her back before positioning himself to deliver a catapult upon the turnbuckles. Dawn comes off the turnbuckles, wobbling on her feet as Bobby Ray connects off the ropes with a big time Lariat before going for the cover
Centurion: Greetings From Texas!!!!
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2!!!
Thre…
The pinfall is broken up by Latoya, who drags him off of Dawn Warren as she sets herself up for a Springboard Cross Body Block off the ropes onto Bobby Ray who has gotten back to his feet. But he catches her in mid air and walks around as he is about to slam her hard to the canvas, only to have Enchantra execute a dropkick that sends Latoya on top of Bobby Ray for a cover
1!!!
The pinfall is broken up as Enchantra grabs hold of Latoya’s boots, yanking her off of Bobby before executing a Catapult that sends Latoya over the top rope to the outside where she lands on her feet on the ring apron. There she prepares herself to execute an offensive move from the outside into the ring, but gets pulled off the apron by Enchantra’s minion Manthing.
Centurion: Now that’s uncalled for!!!
Derek Diamond: Sadly there’s no disqualification under Fatal Fourway rules homie
Centurion: For the millionth time!! I am not your homie!!!
We see Enchantra bark orders towards her minion, telling him to eliminate one of her three opponents in this match as Dawn sneaks up on her as she grabs her by the head as she jumps the turnbuckles and comes off with a vicious DDT off the turnbuckles into the middle of the ring. There Dawn goes for the cover on Enchantra as the official is about to register the three count.
1!!!
2!!!
Thr…
Dawn gets pulled off Enchantra and tossed to the outside by the sneaky Bobby Ray, who grabs hold of Enchantra’s legs and goes for the cover.
1!!!
2!!!
This time it is Enchantra that kicks out, this causes Enchantra’s minion Manthing to toss Latoya into the steel steps as he gets in the ring and confronts Bobby Ray. Who is starting to get wide eye, backing off on his knees while pleading not to hurt him before trying to sneak out of the ring by crawling on both hands and knees, only to have Manthing to grab him by the tights, causing the female fans to whistle in excitement as we see a full moon live in view.
Centurion: We got a full moon over Texas tonight!!!
Derek Diamond: I was wondering whey there were so many howling noises!!!
We see Enchantra get into the ring, going for a cover on Dawn as she hooks both legs
1!!!
2!!!
Thre…
This time it is Latoya who breaks it up with a leg drop across the back of Enchantra’s head before noticing the bro mans scene as we see Manthing still hold on to the tights of Bobby Ray as he is attempting to flee out of the ring with or without his wrestling gear on. Latoya then sets herself up for a big time dropkick in the back of Enchantra’s minion as that sends him fall through the ropes as bobby can be seen clutching on to the ropes for dear life before remembering to pull up his wrestling tights to lots of dismay from the crowd. Latoya turns around and sets herself up for a Springboard Moonsault on top of Enchantra, but gets halted by a Missile dropkick from Dawn Warren, who had climbed upon an opposite turnbuckles as that sends Latoya crashing to the outside. We see Bobby Ray reaching underneath the ring and pulls out a steel chair as he decides to use it on Latoya before turning his back towards Manthing.
Derek Diamond: Ever seen a Texan shit his pants Centurion??
Centurion: Ever smelled one Derek???
The fear on his face is obvious, running away from the Manthing, we turn back to the ring where we see Latoya perch upon the turnbuckles as she sets herself up for a Frog Splash upon Enchantress, who gets her knees up as Latoya crash and burns as she rolls around with her arms wrapped around her midsection. Enchantress and Dawn get back to their feet, Dawn measures Enchantress with a superkick that she ducks, causing Dawn to hit Bobby Ray in the face after he had ran into the ring while constantly looking back towards Manthing who remained on the outside with a sick smile on his face.
Derek Diamond: Bobby Ray surely has some bad luck in this match.
Dawn covers Bobby for the three count as the official drops to his knees and start to count
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Thre….
Bobby Ray manages to kick out, Dawn runs the ropes for a Springboard Moonsault from the middle rope in an attempt to come crashing down upon Bobby Ray, who manages to roll away as this causes Dawn to come crashing down upon the canvas. Latoya charges in and covers Dawn as she hooks both legs.
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Latoya gets pulled off of Dawn, spun around by Bobby Ray as he pokes her in the eyes. This blinds Latoya as Bobby Ray sets him up for a huge Lariat that causes Latoya to be send down on the canvas with a 360. Bobby rolls her over on her back and covers her for the count of three
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2!!!
This time it is Enchantress that breaks it up with a Double Axhandle upon the back of Bobby Ray, we see all four competitors knocked out as the official is checking in on them whether they are alright. Enchantra slowly gets up, grabs a handful of hair of Bobby Ray as she sets him up for a scissors kick attempt as she runs to the ropes, only to be caught by Bobby Ray and drops her with a big time Sit down Powerbomb that drops her hard on the canvas. Bobby slowly tries to regain his composure as the impact of the blow had dropped him backwards as well before covering Enchantra.
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2!!!
Thr…..
And now it is Dawn that breaks it up by delivering a running knee to the side of Bobby Ray’s head, this causes him to fall next to Enchantra as Dawn goes for a standing Moonsault on top of Enchantra as now she goes for the cover.
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2!!!
Thr….
And now it is Latoya that breaks up the three count with a Double Axhandle on the back of Dawn Warren. She now goes for the cover on Enchantra
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Thre..
Enchantra manages to get her shoulder off the canvas in time. Warren gets to her feet while on the other side of the ring Latoya drives Bobby back into a neutral corner and climbs up on the middle rope where she starts hammering down with right hands. Warren picks Enchantra up off the mat but has her right knee kicked out from underneath her dropping Warren to one knee and allows Enchantra to connect with the MARK OF THE PARIAH!
Enchantra isn’t able to capitalize as a flock of black-clad individuals slide over the barricade from various sections of the crowd. Each member has a shirt that says PETA on it and is wearing masks that have PETA on the forehead area. They pull Enchantra out of the ring while the referee is turned away looking at the action in the ring, and proceed in a beatdown followed by picking her up tossing her high into the air and letting her splat on the floor hard. They grab her up and hold her while one of them pulls her PETA mask off revealing to the PETA CEO herself Ingrid Newkirk.
Inside the ring Bobby dumps Latoya over the top rope and sends her crashing down to the floor where he capitalizes making the cover!
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3!!
The bell rings, but PETA’s actions have caught the crowd’s attention.
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: BOBBY RAY WILLIS
Match Time: 15:23
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Ingrid Newkirk: Nobody took me up on my bounty offer from two months ago, but I told you if needed we would take matters into our own hands. You murdered another animal this past weekend. An innocent pink puppy. So now that the world knows we mean business, I do not wish to keep getting my hands dirty with barbaric monsters like you, so once again I am offering a bounty for someone in the locker room to monitor Enchantra’s actions from now on, and if she dares hurt another animal, you will punisher her, and keep punishing her until she stops her heinous attacks on helpless animals.
On Ingrid’s order, the flock leaves through the crowd.
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We cut outside to the parking lot where it’s pure chaos. Cars are upturned. Alarms are going off. The army of security afforded to the Climate Change Arena is having a hard time managing the mass of pro-Palestinian people led by the trio of climate control legend Greta Thunberg, Amazon owner Jeff Bezos, and WGWF wrestler Artemis with her muse Donatello dressed the same.
Artemis is dressed in the colors of the Palestine flag and is waving it along with everyone else.
MOB OF PROTESTERS: ARTEMIS IS PALESTINE! PALESTINE IS ARTEMIS! ARTEMIS IS PALESTINE! PALESTINE IS ARTEMIS! ARTEMIS IS PALESTINE! PALESTINE IS ARTEMIS!
WGWF interviewer Denise Essex is always at the right time and the right place and flags them down.
Denise Essex: Artemis, my god what is this? I can’t believe you were actually serious about holding a protest like this.
Artemis: Everything I’ve said since coming to WGWF has been true. I haven’t told a lie because such a thing is unbecoming of me. During the press conference Greta and Mr. Bezos invited me to, I exposed Chris and Candice Page for their very Israeli-like aggressions against me, their bullying of me, and their refusal to trade me to the Smash brand. I’m literally the living embodiment of the poor Palestinian people trapped in Gaza because I’m trapped in this Brawl brand with the evil zionist apartheid Pages and just like Israel, the Pages are going to unleash another of their diabolical weapons tonight, in the form of that giant wrecking ball of a woman, Kelly Taylor! But I will prevail Allahameda!
She completely butchers the last word but most of the protesters with her aren’t even from Palestine, they’re a bunch of woke white college students and cheer anyway, then from the side comes GLOW (Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling) legend Palestina. The notorious heel snatches the mic away from Denise and goes crazy at the camera.
G.L.O.W. LEGEND PALESTINA: Artemis is the new me! I suffer many agression from GLOW promoter, the great satan, David McLane! Many racist from that company and he make me lose to them! He know if he let me fight them my way I KILL THEM ALL especially that stupid Mexican referee! He never count three for me! Stupid infidel! We support Artemis tonight and all nights to come!
Denise gets her mic back and quickly asks another question.
Denise Exxes: Artemis what do you even expect to accomplish with this? You know Candice won’t take this lying down!
Artemis: Then she can take it standing up or sitting down. I don’t care. My goal is simple. This protest and my pending victory over Kelly Taylor will force the Israeli-wannabes to trade me to the Smash brand. That’s all there is to it.
Artemis and her inner circle blow past Denise, except for Jeff Bezos who gets in a quick word.
Jeff Bezos: And yes it is true. I’ve banned Chris and Candice Page from Amazon and have done the same to all of CCPE until they course correct.
The camera cuts to a series of commercials and when we come back to the show, the protestors have invaded the backstage area, overwhelming the security units enough to get to the office belonging to General Manager Candice Page.
PROTESTORS: FREE PALESTINE! FREE ARTEMIS! FREE PALESTINE! FREE ARTEMIS!FREE PALESTINE! FREE ARTEMIS! FREE PALESTINE! FREE ARTEMIS!
Candice is not in the office so they ransack it, turning the office into what looks like the remnant of a shattered village in a third-world country that’s been run through by a natural disaster. This action forces the security agents along with newly arriving Seattle police officers to engage, forcing the throng back out into the parking lot where they cuff and stuff many of them into cars, most notably Greta Thunberg.
Artemis is seen trying to get cuffed herself, possibly to use as an excuse to not wrestle tonight, but the WGWF Head of Security pulls her and Donatello from the fire so to speak, and marches them down the corridor to their dressing room, where they will remain under close supervision until her match with Kelly Taylor happens.
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“No. 99” by Joey Bada$$ blasts through the PA and the Climate Pledge arena comes unglued.
Derrick Diamond: It was a crazy Cannabis Cup for this man, Cent.
Centurion: Out early, back in on the second chance, a big win over Cable, and a wild finish against Cholo Santana!
Derrick Diamond: Spencer came up just short, but we were told Badmon would be here and it looks like he’s here to deliver on that.
Complete with Pro Wrestling Valor’s Key to the Kingdom on a chain around his neck, which he lifts up and flashes for the camera, Spencer makes his way down to the ring. He stops halfway down the ramp to point to one side of the parted crowd and then the other, mouthing the three word refrain for call and response.
Crowd: BADMON! BADMON! BADMON!
Centurion: For those that didn’t see, that key around his neck guarantees Spencer a shot at SEB or whoever else happens to be their world champion at the date and place of his choosing.
Derrick Diamond: Could be here, Cent!
Centurion: Only time will tell!
Badmon rounds the corner towards the ring steps and leans back on the apron, gripping the top rope with his right hand and motioning for a mic from ringside crew with his left.
Derrick Diamond: Seems to be in good spirits.
He slides through the ropes and begins a methodical pace back and forth as the “Badmon!” chants continue and the music cuts out. Looking down towards the mat, he motions for them to continue before waving his hand and bringing it to a halt.
Spencer Adams: Monday Night Brawl.
Crowd: WOOOO!
Spencer Adams: I’m not blowing smoke when I tell you that I’m EXCITED to be here on Brawl, excited that my brother both in this ring and outside of it CJ PHOENIX is here on Brawl!
Crowd: KIIIIIIING SHIT! KIIIIIIIIIING SHIT! KIIIIIIIIING SHIT!
Centurion: No word about when we’ll be seeing the return of CJ to WGWF, but the draft picks don’t lie!
Spencer Adams: Hell, even in falling short against the guy, I’m excited for Cholo Santana.
Crowd: CHO-LO! CHO-LO! CHO-LO! CHO-LO!
Spencer Adams: Yeah, I get it. I don’t blame you. We’re all big fans of Cholo around here, folks. Credit, he hasn’t seen the last or even the beginning of Spencer Adams…but I digress. The reason that I’m here is because being a first round draft pick is a responsibility. Contract or no contract..cup or no cup…title or no title..I owe it to all of you to show up and let you know that this is REAL. Every time I step foot into this ring and pick up a mic or lace up a pair of boots, this becomes my joint. From here on out-
Derrick Diamond: Oh boy.
Centurion: Morgan has been persistent and we’ve heard the rumors. He’s got Spencer on his radar.
Badmon is cut off by thick bassline of “Money” as a grinning Mr. Mark Morgan and the human meat wall Denir Acar make their way down towards ringside. The theme cuts and Mark immediately opens his mouth to a sprinkle of boos through a jog up the steps and through the ropes. Denir marches up behind him as Mark claps for Adams.
Mr. Mark Morgan: BAAAAADMON!
Spencer Adams: Can I help you?
Mr. Mark Morgan: I think so! Tell me you looked over that contract, baby! Lots of good stuff in there, lots of good stuff!
Spencer Adams: I did.
Mr. Mark Morgan: And?
Spencer Adams: I don’t remember reading anything about you coming out here and cutting off my time with my people.
Mr. Mark Morgan: What can I say? Triple M is hungry like Ellen at a coochie buffet!
Centurion: I’m pretty sure-
Derrick Diamond: Hold up. Let him cook.
Mr. Mark Morgan: Let’s not kid ourselves, Mr. Adams. You’re good, GREAT even, but you haven’t exactly been flawless here.
Spencer Adams: I suppose you think that you and dead eyes here are gonna change that?
Mr. Mark Morgan: You bet your hide!
Spencer Adams: So…I sign the contract and I get you and the big guy?
Mr. Mark Morgan: Complete loyalty!
Spencer Adams: ..and the two of you watch my back, you make sure I run roughshod through everyone and help slingshot me to the TOP of this business?
Mr. Mark Morgan: Taking the words out of my mouth!
Adams makes a theatrically curious face, stroking his beard in contemplation before raising the mic back to his lips.
Spencer Adams: I’ll pass.
Mr. Mark Morgan: Hard to get. You know what? Fair enough. I’m willin’ to work for it.
Mark looks to his side and smacks Denir on the shoulder.
Mr. Mark Morgan: WE are willin’ to work for it.
Spencer Adams: I’m good.
Mr. Mark Morgan: I was kinda hopin’ I didn’t have to do this, but we’re here to make this thing work..so what do you say that next Brawl we have ourselves a little match.
Spencer Adams: What are you? Sixty?
Mr. Mark Morgan: I was thinkin’ more like Spencer Adams vs. Denir Acar in an exhibition match.
Centurion: Oh shit! That’s a big boy we’re talking about!
Spencer Adams: I reaaaaallly don’t think you want that, chief. If you’re out here trying to build something up, Spencer Adams tearing it down day one isn’t gonna do you any favors.
Mr. Mark Morgan: Five minutes against this Turkish tank here. You last that long, we’ll look elsewhere and this negotiatin’ ends….but if you can’t..you sign that contract and the three of us become a freaking FORCE in this company!
Spencer Adams: Survive five minutes?
Mr. Mark Morgan: That’s right.
Adams steps forward and stares up at Acar with the mic still in hand.
Spencer Adams: Mark, I’ve gotta be honest with you. I’m already getting tired of this “negotiating”. You wanna talk about me lasting five minutes? How about I put your boy here down for the three count and you take both your white asses back across 8 mile.
Adams flips the mic up and lets it fall to the mat, extending the handshake towards Mark.
Mr. Mark Morgan: You’ve got a deal!
Centurion: It’s official! Spencer Adams and the debuting Denir Acar on the next Brawl!
Derrick Diamond: Just looking at Denir and knowing what we know about Spencer, I think we’ve got a banger on our hands!
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We see Brooke Hernandez (formerly Blakely) overlooking the city from a high rise balcony. She shakes her head as she speaks softly
Brooke: There comes a time when everyone must make a choice. We come to a crossroads of sorts and we think, do we jump and have faith in a God who has seemingly betrayed us?
She climbs up and looks over the edge of the balcony. She laughs like mad as she steps down.
Brooke: Or do we kiss the demon and give our soul over to hell as we know it? Do we let the demon have our soul forever just to stay relevant. I have given my soul to the demon. SYNN has molded me and now it is my turn to show what fear is. Doesn't matter who, Chris Page, I am requesting...no..I am DEMANDING you offer me a sacrifice on the next edition of Brawl. I won't take no for an answer. Deliver them on a silver platter or I will embarrass you and your whole damn roster. Got it? Good.
She smiles as she covers the camera with her hand and the scene fades to black.
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The WGWF cameras cut to the ring where we see a big table that plays host to a tote filled to the brim with stuffed animals. Next to it is a large plate of spongecake and several pink SOLO brand cups. Next to the cups is a various array of juices, Cranberry Sprite (pink), and Strawberry Milk. Hood brand.
As Jenny’s music hits, pink and purple confetti begins to fall from the ceiling.
Diamond: And the Television Championship Coronation Ceremony has begun, it seems. She told us she was gonna do it.
Centurion: I’m going to get something from the vending machine, do you want anything?
Smoke billows from the entrance as Jenny makes her way onto the ramp to a mixed crowd reaction. She walks down the ramp and into the ring, standing in the middle and holding up HER belt.
She wipes the black lipstick a bit, and rubs it on the face of one of the stuffed animals. There is a microphone on the table as well. She grabs it.
Jenny: “Wow! Look at all that egg on your faces! Scrambled, over easy, over hard, poached…..runny. All of that egg drips down and Jenny Myst stands here in the center of the WGWF ring as YOUR Television Champion. Nobody believed that I could come here and turn this company on its ear. Nobody believed that Jenny could uproot the established order and completely change the landscape of such a well known federation in less than six full months. I came in and was thrown to the wolves immediately, and I told all of you that change was coming. You chose not to believe me. Kim Pain and Amber Mansley chose not to believe me. They were too caught up in their own egos to give ol’ Jenny a second glance. What they failed to do, besides being competent in the ring, is to do their homework. I have won this title a record three times over in XWF, and now the fourth time of my career here in WGWF. But it's not about how many times, no, but it's about WHO I defeated to win it. One of them was a man who misspells his own name. It was Garry, with two R’s for some reason, Ray Ray Nelson. Meh, light work. One of them, the most recent one, was our lovely fuhrer and moral counselor, Chris Page. How many of you back there can say you have a win over Chris Page, mmmm?”
She smiles, taking a sip of one of the pink solo cups and swallowing with an audible “ahh”. She smacks her lips before continuing.
Jenny: “But perhaps my most memorable Television Title win of them all was against that man right there………”
She points to the commentary booth with an intense look before smiling big and waving.
Jenny: “Centurion. A bonafide legend. A man who I watched from the moment I got into the business, and a man who was seemingly unbeatable. A man who rolled in circles I could only hope to one day draw. A man who had big match, who had spotlight, who had ‘Hall of Fame’ painted all over him like a Bob Ross nature scene. A man who did the very thing that led to this coronation ceremony today………..a man who underestimated Jenny Myst.”
The crowd buzzes a bit, and it seemed as though all of their eyes were on the commentary booth.
Derrick Diamond: Did ya do that, Cent? Did you underestimate her?
Centurion doesn’t comment, but has a look as sharp as daggers on his face.
Jenny: “Centurion looked at me like a small fish in a big pond, like he had an off week that week and double-booked his masseuse. Centurion looked at me like an hors d'oeuvre before the main course. I can keep going, but I think you catch my drift. My entire career—--hold on….”
She sips from the pink cup again, and smacks her lips.
Jenny: “Dry air in here. Anyway…….my point is, that I have spent my entire career being the underdog, being looked down upon by guys like Centurion. I have made an entire career out of proving them wrong. I am in a zone right now, I have hit my stride and and if Centurion ever decides to leave his cushy gig being Derrick Diamonds sidecar, best believe I’d beat his ass again.”
There is some static on the airwaves as Centurion take his headset off and tosses it, standing up. The crowd pops.
Derrick: “Sit down. She is trying to bait you into doing something dumb. Don’t feed into her.”
She smiles and waves before taking another sip of juice.
Jenny; “I guess what I am trying to say is that if I stood toe-to-toe with men like Centurion…..who would possibly think I’d be afraid of Amber Manly and Kim Painful-to-Watch? I beat all odds and now I am going to be a fighting champion, ready to take on all comers. I am going to give this belt relevance again. I am going to lift it out of the mud, just like I did over in XWF, and make this title must-see TV each and every week. When and if Kim Pain ever decides to come back, I’ll give her another chance to lose to me. Amber, though……..oh, Amber, now that you’re drafted to Smash I hate to say it but you blew your chance………you failed……and now you can head over there to the B show where you belong and rot like you deserve.”
She finishes the solo cup and tosses it behind her.
Centurion: Do they have play-off music? I’ve seen Grammy Speeches shorter than this.
Jenny: “In order to be a multiple time champion, it means you have to lose the belt, at least once, in order to gain it back. I don’t plan on being a multiple time champion here, because I don’t plan on ever losing this belt. So get used to seeing this face for a long…….long time.”
She smiles big in the ring before looking over at a fluffy pink barrel trash can, stuffed to the bring what envelopes.
Jenny: So enough about that………and onto something bigger and better! Fanmail……….”
Centurion: Jesus……can’t we go to commercial?
Derrick: And cheat the fans out of getting their letters read live?
Centurion: Please….if you actually think she didn’t write those—-
Jenny pulls out the first letter and opens it.
Jenny: “It’s from a ‘Ruby, from Los Angeles’. I like LA….not as much as my Las Vegas, but LA is nice………anyway……..
Jenny clears her throat.
Jenny: “Jen—you’ve made such a big impression for someone so small! I am proud of you!
Cute…..a short joke…….. Anyway….
‘I am writing to let you know that I also love Sponge Cake! We should meet up soon.”
Jenny holds the letter to her chest with an “aww”.
Jenny: “Awww. Rubes. That probably isn’t going to happen but I love your optimism. Thank you. I’ll make sure to send you some spongecake. Okay………Next…….”
She pulls another letter out of the barrel and her mouth twists a bit.
Jenny: “From……………Ruby. Okay, could be a coincidence………..”
She clears her throat again.
Jenny: “Jen—--I LOVE your outfit. The dress, the fishnets, all of it. So adorable.”
Jenny tosses the letter and picks up another.
Ruby.
Another.
Ruby.
Another.
Ruby.
Her lip turns into a snarl.
She picks up a letter that doesn’t have a name on the “FROM” section. Her snarl turns into a small smile as she opens it.
Jenny: “Jen—----
I think you will do just nicely……….
Sincerely………..”
She pauses…………
Jenny: “Ruby.”
Jenny walks over to the table and pours a Cranberry Sprite, sipping it with a perplexed look on her face.
Derrick: “The master of mind games just got out-dueled here. Who is Ruby?
Centurion: “Jenny looks genuinely disturbed here.”
Jenny finishes her drink and begins to cut the sponge cake. She puts it on plates and begins to hand it out to the front row.
WGWF then goes, mercifully, to commercial.
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CENTURION: Up next on Brawl we will see Artemis who was very quick to display her distaste in being drafted by the Brawl brand taking on the newcomer in Kelly Taylor.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Kelly Taylor has a major opportunity to shock the world and a huge upset victory could do wonders for her start here in WGWF.
Both ladies stand in opposite corners of the ring waiting for the bell to sound. The fans seem to be split due to her reaction to being drafted here. Half the fans are displaying hatred with loud excessive booing reigning down from the nosebleed section. The other half is chanting her name trying to rally behind her. Both ladies meet in the middle of the ring where they exchange words back and forth. With the hatred heating up between the two of them it wasn’t long before Artemis used her finger in front of her mouth to silence the crowd before hitting Kelly across the face with a slap. The echo was loud as the crowd reacted to it.
CENTURION: Come on now that was just disrespectful.
DERRICK DIAMOND: She left a red mark across the left side of her face that will definitely sting.
Kelly was holding the left side of her face after being stung with that shot as Artemis followed up with a russian leg sweep sending her crashing down to the mat. Well Kelly was down on the mat rolling around and Artemis took the time to walk around the ring celebrating and posing. Taunting her opponent was the perfect way possible she could think to welcome her to the company. Still on the mat but not rolling anymore Artemis was able to hit a standing lionsault crashing down with impact. Thinking she is can make this a quick night she dropped down to the mat herself and went for a light cover on Kelly.
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Kick out by Kelly.
CENTURION: So much for an easy night.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Kelly Taylor has some more fight in her.
Getting up after the cover she looked in the direction of the referee and began arguing about how she felt it was a slow count. Picking up Kelly by the hair and standing her back up to her feet she tried to set up for The Birth of Venus but Kelly was able to dodge out of the way. Countering the move with a ripcord clothesline catching Artemis off guard also sending her crashing to the mat.
CENTURION: That was one well scouted counter.
DERRICK DIAMOND: It only matters if she is able to take advantage of it.
Artemis rolling around on the mat and slapping it repeatedly in frustration isn’t paying attention to Kelly Taylor at the moment. Picking up Artemis for a snap suplex Artemis was able to hook the leg to prevent Kelly from lifting her up. With a counter of her own she was able to hit Kelly with a brainbuster that looked very dangerous. At this point the crown had exploded chanting her name louder and louder as she continued to bring the action to Kelly. Kelly wobbled her way to her feet as Artemis was setting up behind her out of her field of vision. The moment she turned around to face the right way she was met with a flying forearm that sent her right back down to the mat. This time wasting little to no time Artemis quickly went for the cover.
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Artemis grabbed her by the hair and head and raised her shoulders before the three count obviously having more intentions.
CENTURION: For what possible reason would she be doing that.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I am speechless right now but let’s hope that it doesn’t cost her.
Smirking from ear to ear it was clear that Artemis had other plans and expectations on how she wanted this match to end. Guiding Kelly up from the mat she walked her back to the middle of the ring well she was still groggy from the flying clothesline trying to regain composure. Setting her up for The Birth of Venus one more time. This time she connects with the massive superkick sending Kelly flying backwards to the mat motionless.
CENTURION: That has got to be it just pin her for crying out loud.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I don’t know Artemis seems so hesitant to pin Kelly. It is quite obvious she isn’t moving at all.
Still not contempt for herself she waited patiently for Kelly to stand up who was slowly making herself up from one knee. As Kelly got her bearing together she was in a bad position when Artemis the Tower of Babel as she executed the tilt-a-whirl ddt to perfection.
CENTURION: Is she going to go for the cover now?
DERRICK DIAMOND: This is getting out of hand now. Someone should do something about this.
Taking a seat in the middle of the ring it looked like she was going to go for the pinfall but instead she sat down next to Kelly. With a smirk on her face she laughed as Kelly laid motionless in pain. It was at this time she wanted to make a statement. Waiting for the right moment she slapped the head of Kelly a few times to make sure she knew she was still there. After a few slaps she locked Kelly and The Sistine Madonna submission applying as much pressure as humanly possible.
CENTURION: Are my eyes deceiving me? When was the last time you saw three finishers in a row?
DERRICK DIAMOND: It’s not very often in WGWF we have someone who comes out and does this bit here we have it right in front of our very own eyes.
Kelly is completely out on the mat with no resistance. Letting go of the submission hold before the referee even had a chance to count or ring the bell. Dropping down to the mat again this time she goes for the pinfall on Kelly.
1!!
2!!
THREE…
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: ARTEMIS
Match Time: 6:45
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CENTURION: For Kelly’s sake I am glad that this match is finally over.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Definitely an impressive but yet excessive victory on the behalf of Artemis.
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The camera cuts backstage and pans back to show Spencer Adams walking through the corridor. The camera angle widens and we see Devlin Knight walking the other way. He realises Spencer is there and holds an arm out to stop him.
Devlin Knight: Hey man, listen I never got the chance to tell you before that I thought you were super unlucky at the Cannabis Cup. But if you’ll allow me I’d like to have a chat about something I think is quite beneficial…
Spencer looks at Devlin and points to him, then to back to himself.
Spencer Adams: You? And me? Something to chat about?
Spencer just scoffs and shakes his head chuckling as he pats Devlin on the shoulder dismissively and walks away leaving Devlin standing there.
Devlin: Alright cool, yeah… Good chat man… Thanks.
Devlin sighs and walks away as we cut back to ringside.
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The bell rings as we see Toddrick Tabor Ramsey and Jay Omega start off the match, the two circle each other before locking arms. Omega uses his experience to lock in a standing side headlock before executing a hip toss into a headlock on the canvas before Toddrick rolls him over on his shoulders for a quick count
1!!!
Tw…
Omega manages to kick out after the count of one, both get up as Toddrick gets hip tossed onto the canvas as Omega locks in a wristlock while driving his knee into the shoulder blade of Toddrick as he tries to get back to his feet once again. Pushing Omega into the ropes for an Irish Whip as Omega comes off the ropes and Toddrick drops him with a picture perfect dropkick, moving forwards Omega who quickly crawls over towards his corner as Alex Richards tags himself in.
Centurion: Here comes the powerhouse of the team!!
Toddrick measures Richards up who is flexing his muscles in an attempt to intimidate the Toddrick who turns its head towards Austin, who has already extended his hand to tag himself in. Toddrick looks at the crowd, asking whether they want him to be tagged in as Austin has his face locked upon Richards while having his hand extended.
Derek Diamond: It’s time for Austin to prove the world that he can flex his muscles as good as anyone else!!!
Centurion: Flex?? Never mind….,
Toddrick smiles as the crowd gets excited for a possible tag as Austin comes in, Austin gets in the face of Richards as he is determined to prove a point. Richards pushes Austin away, turning his back towards the former tag team champion as he tells the world that Austin is no match for him. We see him turn around and then gets a spinning heel kick send into his midsection before following it up with a swinging neck breaker. Austin gets up and stares at the downed Richards before looking around the arena as he is completely focused.
Centurion: I thin Richards got the memo sent by the Ramseys!!!
Austin turns his attention back towards his opponent, noticing Richards slowly getting to his hands and feet, shaking his head as Austin runs the ropes and sets himself up for a scissors kick to the back of Richards head. But Richards explodes from this position and catches Austin in the midsection with a shoulder block into the turnbuckles, driving his shoulders several times into his midsection before executing a Belly to Belly Suplex before going for the cover.
1!!!
2!!!
Thr….
Austin manages to get his shoulder off the canvas as Alex Richards tags in Omega as he lifts Austin’s left arm up in the air as Omega comes off the middle turnbuckle with an axhandle into the ribs of Austin. This causes him to drop down to the canvas as Omega pulls him back to his feet and locks in an Abdominal Stretch while pushing his fist into the painful ribs of Austin who tries to get him out of the grip but is unable to do so.
Centurion: Great tactics from the experienced Omega to ground the highflyer Austin Ramsey.
The official checks in on Austin, asking him if he is able to continue to compete and Austin tells him to get out of his face as he manages to toss Omega over his hip into breaking out of the Abdominal Stretch as he falls down to the canvas in an attempt to crawl over towards his corner to tag in Toddrick.
Derek Diamond: Flex those arm muscles and crawl Austin!!!
Centurion: One suggestion Derek.
Derek Diamond: What’s that Cent??
Derek Diamond: Please quit your visit to the gym okay??
Austin slowly crawls towards Toddrick, whose arm is extended as far as possible in an attempt to tag in, only to have Alex Richards pull him off the apron before Austin could tag himself out. Omega jumps Austin and wraps him in a Chicken wing Submission hold, trying to put even more pressure on Austin as he reaches over towards the ropes and grabs the bottom rope in order for the official to break the hold.
Centurion: That was a big break for Austin, or else he would have probably be forced to tap out!!!
On the outside we see Alex Richards grab Toddrick as he whips Toddrick over the guardrail before walking over towards his corner and accepts the tag from Omega. He then turns his attention towards Austin and grabs him in a Bearhug after pulling him back towards his feet, squeezing his powerful arms around the injured ribs as Austin screams out in agonizing pain. Austin tries to get his arms between the powerful arms of Richards in order for to loosen the grip, but the power of Richards causes that to be stopped as he squeezes even tighter. We see Toddrick hop over the barricades and get back on the apron and starts to clap his hands to cheer Austin on as the crowd follows his lead. We see Austin spread his arms and then slaps them against the temples of Richards as that forces Richards to break the hold before getting a desperate dropkick to his head as that sends him in the ropes and his arms get tied up between the top and middle rope as Austin tries desperately to crawl over towards his corner as Toddrick is jumping up and down in excitement. We see Omega charge in on Toddrick and pushes him off the apron before turning his attention towards Richards in an attempt to break his arms from the ropes as the official is warning him to get out.
Derek Diamond: Tough break for Austin!!
Austin pushes himself off the canvas, sees Omega trying to free the left arm of Richards as he jumps up behind him and executes a Zig Zag to Omega before Omega rolls automatically out of the ring before Austin crawls towards his corner where we see Toddrick hop back on. Richards manages to break free as he runs over towards Austin, but is unable to stop him from tagging in Toddrick
Centurion: There comes Toddrick!!!
Toddrick dropkick’s Richards, sending him into the turnbuckles before Austin runs up and jumps the big man and executes a headlock Bulldog out of the corner and drops Richards before going for the cover
1!!!
2!!!
Thr…
Richards manages to kick out as Toddrick immediately runs the ropes and jumps the middle rope and comes off the ropes with a Moonsault before hooking the legs of Richards as the official goes for the three count
1!!!
2!!!
Thr…
Richards gets his shoulder off the canvas in time as Toddrick locks in a Camel Clutch submission hold in the middle of the ring as Toddrick pulls hard on the head as the neck muscles of the big man gets pressured into a position that is not natural. Omega slides in the ring, trying to jump Toddrick from behind but gets thwarted in his attempt by an Austin dropkick that sends him into the turnbuckles before executing a high knee in the midsection of Omega before tossing him over the top rope and follows him to the outside as Richards manages to escape the grip as he uses his powerful legs to get up as Toddrick is on his shoulders. Setting Toddrick up to drop him backwards but Toddrick beats him to it as he leans backwards for a Hurricanrana into a pinning position
1!!!
2!!!
Thre…
Richards kicks out as both get up, Richards goes for a clothesline that Toddrick ducks and Toddrick runs the ropes and jumps off the ropes for a spinning heel kick that sends Richards down onto the canvas before climbing the top turnbuckle for a Senton bomb as he goes for the cover
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3!!!!
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WINNERS VIA PINFALL: THE SHOW STEALERZ
Match Time: 8:53
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The crowd pops huge as The Ramsey’s have their arms raised in victory!
CENTURION: Big bounce back win for the Show Stealerz! You have to think they still have their eyes on recapturing the Tag Titles.
Toddy and Austin hug it out in the ring as we fade.
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We cut to the outside, where a lone figure can be seen, leaning against the wall of the Climate Pledge Arena. He stays there, contemplating life, as he slowly brings his hand up to his face, sticking the cigarette into his mouth. The crowd inside recognizes the man, as a mixture of boos and cheers can be heard from inside as Denise Essex walks up, focusing on the former two-time World Heavyweight Champion.
DENISE ESSEX: Excuse me, Peter. I was hoping to talk to you tonight. You’ve been the subject of a lot of conversations.
Peter Vaughn turns his head, still holding the cigarette in his mouth. Denise’s mouth twitches, probably with annoyance at the possibility of cigarette smoke coming her way.
DENISE ESSEX: … I didn’t know you were a smoker, Peter.
In response, Vaughn reaches up to the cigarette, pushing it a little further into his mouth. We then hear a crunch, as he bites off the end of it, chewing for a few seconds.
PETER VAUGHN: My fiancé, Sadie, got me some candy cigarettes to help cheer me up. A little bit of nostalgia for… who I used to be.
DENISE ESSEX: … Did you just say fiancé? When did that happen?
PETER VAUGHN: Just this past Friday. Don’t sound so surprised. Things can always change, can’t they?
Denise just stands there for a moment, still trying to wrap her mind around the fact that Peter Vaughn is going to get married. Let’s face it, none of us thought that would ever be a possibility. But Denise is a professional, so she quickly gets back on track.
DENISE ESSEX: Well, Peter, I wanted to ask you about what happened at the Cannabis Cup. It was a fairly shocking Night 2, overall.
PETER VAUGHN: I’d say what happened was pretty obvious, Denise. I lost. The better man won. It happens sometimes in this business. Enigma has shown that he’s one of the best in the world, and I’m sure he’s going to have a strong run as the new Smash Champion. Too bad I won’t be seeing him around here on Brawl, but that’s the way it goes.
DENISE ESSEX: You seem to be taking this all rather well, Peter. If I was to predict what you’d be doing tonight, I’d say you would be in Candice’s office right now, demanding your rematch against the new champion.
Vaughn shakes his head, eating more of the candy cigarette. It really isn’t near as cool-looking once you know what it is, but Vaughn’s never been about “cool”.
PETER VAUGHN: So you’d want me to go after one of my few friends in the world, Cholo, demanding that he fight me for his belt?
DENISE ESSEX: That’s not what I…
PETER VAUGHN: Here’s the truth, Denise. I’m proud of Cholo. Damn proud. He deserves every bit of the acclaim he’s gotten from winning the Cannabis Cup and becoming the new World Champion. This is his time now. I’m betting he’s going to have some amazing matches, starting with either Mac Bane or Goth. If I know Cholo, he’s relishing the option of facing either of them, since he never backs down from a challenge… or a party.
DENISE ESSEX: He is a great guy, no question.
For a moment, Peter glances at Denise, before looking back forward, still working away on the candy cigarette. It’s quickly disappearing, although Vaughn appears to still have most of a pack tucked into the pocket on his coveralls.
DENISE ESSEX: So what does that mean for you, Peter? Are you not planning to try for a third World Championship reign?
PETER VAUGHN: I’d never rule that out, Denise. Anything can happen in the future. But for now… there are other options available for me. Things that I never had a chance to contemplate when I was at the top. Wrestlers I’ve always wanted to face. And there’s always the tag-team ranks… you know, I’ve never been tag-team champion, Denise? Not once, in all the places I’ve competed in.
DENISE ESSEX: That’s pretty surprising, actually.
PETER VAUGHN: Yep. Guess you could say I’ve never been much of a team player. But maybe… maybe things can change going into the new year. Never say never, am I right?
DENISE ESSEX: But, who do you think you’d partner with? Do you have anyone in mind?
PETER VAUGHN: Nope. Cholo’s busy, and I’m not really sure who else would be interested. Guess I’ll have to figure that one out eventually, see where it leads me.
With that, Vaughn finishes off his candy cigarette, crunching away, before turning back to Denise. He picks up a duffel bag off the ground, hiking it up onto his shoulder.
PETER VAUGHN: For now, Denise, I’ve got places to go and people to see. After all… retirement is still far in my future. I’ll see you around.
DENISE ESSEX: Wait, you’re leaving? You’re not coming back inside?
PETER VAUGHN: When you’re not booked, you’re not booked, Denise. But I’m sure I’ll be back in action soon… really soon. Have a good night.
Vaughn pops out another candy cigarette as he turns away, walking towards the parking lot. Denise watches him go, shaking her head at some of the things she’s heard today. We end up cutting back to the arena.
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Seems like Flash may have gotten his way with the snacks because J Mont is with Baby G alone as he is walking down the hallway. It looks as if he is on a mission looking for a particular room or office as he keeps checking the doors as he walks.
J MONT: It has to be around here somewhere.
As J Mont continues his stroll, he sees a man mopping the floor not too far ahead.
J MONT: Hey Vaughn, is that you?
The man with the mop turns around, and when he does, he is truly a ugly mofo, but it's not Vaughn. But the best part of this is, the name tag stitched to his shirt says Peter.
J MONT: Hey champ, you know where I can find the office of Candice Wolf. I mean Candice Page?
PETER: That beautiful woman’s office is right around the corner sir.
J MONT: You don't have to lie to me.
PETER: I am not sir. It’s really around the corner.
J MONT: You said beautiful woman and we all know that Chris Page cannot get one of those.
PETER: Well sir, he is married to Candice, so he did hit the jackpot right there.
J MONT: We all know he did that so he could stay relevant and not go broke like Terrell Owens.
J Mont waves his hand at the Peter guy, and Baby G does the same thing as well. The bond they have is one that most fathers wish they had with their daughters. As J Mont makes his way around the corner, he sees the office with the name Candice Page on it. Before he knocks, he takes a deep breath. It’s almost like he is up to something and preparing himself for what is about to go down.
KNOCK!
KNOCK!
KNOCK!
3 hard bangs on the door, and then you can see Baby G reaching over wanting to hit the door. J Mont turns to the side so that Baby G can get to the door as well.
LIGHT KNOCK!
LIGHT KNOCK!
LIGHT KNOCK!
3 light knocks by Baby G as that million dollar smile appears again. J Mont turns his attention to the door now as he hears the knob turning, and then the door creaks open, you can see Candice Page standing there with a look on her face.
CANDICE PAGE: Do you work for 21 Jump Street now?
J MONT: That’s how you are going to act with your god daughter right here? She knocked on the door for you.
CANDICE PAGE: So, those first 3 loud knocks were her? Got it. I knew you always hit like a…….
J MONT: You better watch your mouth while Gia is around here. What kind of example are you setting for her?
CANDICE PAGE: Like you are in the running for any FATHER of the year awards.
J MONT: Actually, you need to brush up on your Business side of things. The National Father’s Day Council is announcing me as one of the 4 Fathers to be honored at this year's 81st Annual Father Of The Year Awards. Well deserving I may add too.
CANDICE PAGE: How much did you pay for that award?
J MONT: I love how everyone thinks I just BUY everything. I take care of my daughter better than anyone in this world. And she has the best Mother in Mia.
CANDICE PAGE: Where is Mia?
J MONT: She is out with Vhodka doing some wedding stuff, so I told her I would watch Gia.
CANDICE PAGE: So, you watching her means you bring her to Monday Night Brawl AGAIN, and put her in danger?
J MONT: And this is why I am the FATHER of the Year because she won't be in danger.
CANDICE PAGE: What is your plan Einstein?
That sinister smirk of J Mont appears and Candice looks at him wondering what the next chess move is going to be. J Mont kisses Baby G on the cheek, and just like a great NFL Quarterback, J Mont hands off Baby G to Candice. Aikman to Smith. Mahomes to Pacheco. Carr to Kamara. J Mont to Candice.
J MONT: You're the best GODMOTHER! I will be back! Gotta get ready to get to the ring with The Fortunate Ones.
CANDICE PAGE: You have to be kidding me!
Before Candice can do anything else, she has Baby G in her arms and J Mont is gone like he was 15 years old again and running from the police. Candice pushes her door open, and carries in Baby G as things pick back up at ringside.
CENTURION: Great Father. Leave your daughter behind. Someone needs to call DSS!
DERRICK DIAMOND: He is protecting his daughter so she is not in harm's way. You really wanna be J Mont, but you never will.
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The bell sounds as the crowd pops.
CENTURION: I’ve been looking forward to this match since I saw the card announced. For the first time in over six months Tristan Slater is back in a WGWF ring, and he’s already turned a few heads.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I called Slater’s stuff back in the day, and with what I’ve seen out of Devlin Knight since my return to the booth I can safely say that his match is going to be incredible.
The crowd is split with their chants directed toward the ring. Tristan Slater and Devlin Knight emerge from their corners and circle each other where they lock up. Each man jockeys for position before shoving off each other with a stalemate. Delvin and Slater acknowledge each other with a head nod before they lock up a second time where immediately Slater snatches a side headlock, Knight quickly slips free and transitions into a rear hammerlock, Slater looks for a counter before snapping Knight over with a snap mare take over.
Devlin rolls through and gets back to his feet where he evades a pump kick from Slater.
Tristan spins around blocks a right hand and countering with a European Uppercut sending Knight back into the ropes. Slate comes forward looking for an Irish Whip, Devlin reversed and it’s Slater bouncing off the far side where baseball slides between the legs of Knight and gets back to his feet where he snatches a side headlock on Knight and snaps him over to the mat with Knight’s shoulders hitting the mat.
1!!
2!!
Knight counters with a headscissor’s breaking the pin attempt.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Already some transitions and counters on display.
Slater pushes up to his knees and flips over Knight stacking his shoulders to the mat.
1!!
2!!
THR…
Knight bridges up and out of the pin where he turns and counters not into a backslide, but a butterfly suplex that sends Slater crashing to the mat! Knight pops back up to his feet while Slater backs himself up into a neutral corner while the crowd applauds. Knight smirks at Slater who pulls himself up to his feet using the ropes before giving him a wink.
CENTURION: Knight got Slater on that one, and he knows it.
DERRICK DIAMOND: What a night this has turned into and to think we still have Mac Bane and Goth coming up in the Main Event.
Slater and Knight circle each other and lock back up. Knight drives Slater back into the ropes where the referee calls for the clean break. Knight gives the break and backs away toward the center of the ring. Slater comes off the ropes and locks back up with Knight, Tristan drives Knight back into a neutral corner where the referee calls for the break. Slater pats Knight on the head before backing away toward the center of the ring.
CENTURION: Slater has been known to try and play some mind games.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I don’t think Devlin is one to play with though.
Knight is less than impressed as he comes out from the corner and shoves Slater. Slater comes back with a shove of his own. Knight comes back with a hard right hand, Slater fires back with a right, Knight lands a right, Slater lands a right, Knight lands a right, Slater lands a knife-edge chop! Knight comes back with an open-handed chop across the chest followed by a spinning back fist that drops Slater to one knee followed by a lightning-fast shinning wizard!
Knight quickly makes the cover.
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2!!
THR…
Slater escapes with a kickout!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Knight has to stay on top of Slater. Tristan is a cagey man inside those ropes.
Devlin reaches his feet. Knight picks Slater up and drives him back into a neutral corner. Knight shoots Slater across the ring, Slater reverses and it’s Knight who crashes into the buckles and Slater charging in behind him with a running step-up knee to the jaw of Devlin that is transitioned into a running bulldog headlock driving Devlin into the mat. Slater pops back up to his feet where he runs and springboards off the middle rope and lands a leg drop across the throat of Knight.
Slater makes the cover hooking the inside leg.
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Knight escapes with a kick out to a pop from the crowd.
CENTURION: Vintage offense by Slater.
Tristan gets to one knee before stepping up to his feet. He picks Devlin up and drives another stiff knife-edge chop across the chest that staggers Knight back several feet yet Devlin comes back with a Superkick from out of nowhere! Devlin sizes up Slater who starts to stir and push himself up off the mat where Knight follows up with a Sling Blade!
Delive rolls out to the ring apron and pulls himself up to his feet where he scales the nearest set of turnbuckles.
Knight sizes Slater up and leaps off with a Diving Elbow Drop across the chest! Devlin makes the cover hooking the inside leg.
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Slater escapes with a kick out while Knight immediately transitions into a rear chin lock. The referee slides into position asking Slater to surrender. Tristan refuses as we get a split screen revealing MAC BANE watching on from a monitor backstage.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Mac Bane looking on from the back.
CENTURION: Mac was name-dropped by Slater back at the Cannabis Cup along with John Cable. You’d think they’d have had a conversation or two by now.
Slater waves off the referee as he starts working his way back up off the mat where he breaks the hold with a jawbreaker! Slater works his way back to a vertical base where he catches Knight with a boot to the midsection when he gets to his feet, Knight doubles over and it’s Slater who delivers a Piledriver! Slater rolls out to the apron under the bottom rope and pulls himself up to his feet. Slater now starts climbing the turnbuckles. He stands up top and leaps off with a picture-perfect shooting star press!
Slater holds with the cover hooking the inside leg of Knight.
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2!!
THRE…
Devlin kicks out to a pop from the crowd!
CENTURION: Knight keeps this alive! You gotta ask will this match have implications for the now vacated Intercontinental Championship?
Slater finds his way back to his feet where he picks Knight up off the mat and rocks him with a stiff European Uppercut followed by a striking kick to the upper right quad. Slater takes Knight back into the ropes where he shoots him across the ring, Knight reverses and it’s Slater bouncing off the near side where he leaps with a flying cross-body block that Knight drops down to the mat and evades sending Slater crashing and burning!
Knight gets to his feet and immediately snatches the right ankle of Slater and locks in a standing ankle lock submission!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Ankle Lock by Knight! He’s got Slater in the middle of the ring!
The crowd pops huge as Knight cranks on the right ankle. The referee slides into position asking Slater to surrender, which he refuses. Knight cranks on the right ankle as we see Slater push himself up off the mat and roll through while transitioning into a Crippler Crossface! The referee now starts asking Devlin to surrender as Slater has the crossface locked in tight! The referee continues to ask Devlin to surrender, and he refuses once again before transitioning into a pinning combination as he rolls over stacking Slater’s shoulders to the mat.
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2!!
THRE…
Slater releases the hold to avoid being pinned.
CENTURION: Nice counter by Knight which seemingly forced the break of the Crossface.
Slater gets to a vertical base and picks Knight up where he laces him across the chest with a violent chop across the bare chest that echoes throughout the arena in Seattle. Slater drives Knight back into the ropes and shoots him across the ring, Knight bounces off the ropes and is caught with a Tilt-A-Whirl back-breaker by Slater!
Tristan forces the cover with his right forearm across the nose as he grinds it down while making the cover.
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2!!
THRE…
Knight kicks out.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Slater can’t allow himself to get frustrated. He’s been known to have a temper.
Slater steps back up to his feet where he calls for the Candian Destroyer!
CENTURION: Slater’s going for it all!
Knight rolls over to his chest and begins pushing himself up off the mat and back to one knee before stepping up to a vertical base. Slater comes forward with a boot to the midsection doubling Devlin over. Slater sets him up for the Flip Piledriver but it’s Knight who counters with a back body drop!
Slater scurries back to his feet where he walks into a Fireman’s Carry up across the shoulders of Knight who lands the GTS!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Knight-Knight!
Devlin can’t make the immediate cover, but manages to make it!
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2!!
THRE…
Slater kicks out!
CENTURION: Slater is a former multiple-time WGWF World Heavyweight Champion, and he’s showing us all why!
Devlin can’t believe it as he gets to both knees glancing over at the referee who shows him two fingers. Knight steps back up to his feet and calls for the Tiger Driver 91! The crowd erupts with a huge pop. Devlin reaches down to pick Slater up. He hooks him up for the Tiger Driver but Slater spins out before he’s hoisted in the air and catches Devlin with a Code Breaker!
Slater crawls into the cover hooking the inside leg.
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2!!
THRE…
Knight escapes with a kick out! Slater gets to both knees with the referee showing him two fingers. Slater steps back up to his feet where he sets Knight up for the Flip Piledriver! Knight counters with a back body drop sending Slater over the top rope and crashing down to the arena floor! Knight gets back to a vertical base and sizes up Slater who is getting back to his feet while the referee lays the count to him. Knight propels himself over the top rope crashing down upon Slater with a slingshot cross-body block! The crowd roars loudly as Devlin starts to work his way back up to his feet. The referee continues laying the count to both men as Devlin reaches down picking Slater up off the floor. Devlin looks for a scoop slam! Slater slides down the back of Knight and spins him around in a full circle! Slater looks for a Superkick! Knight catches the foot and spins Slater around in a complete circle where he looks to behead him with a clothesline from hell!
Slater ducks and in the process dives back into the ring just before the referee’s count of ten!
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WINNER VIA COUNTOUT: TRISTAN SLATER
Match Time: 19:21
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CENTURION: Slater beat the count!
The Seattle crowd is far from pleased with the finish as Devlin can’t believe it. Tristan points to his head outsmarting the situation as he turns toward the hard camera, runs his hands across his waist while calling out for the Intercontinental Championship.
DERRICK DIAMOND: You hate to see a match end like this, and I’m sure this isn’t going to be the last time we see Tristan Slater and Devlin Knight.
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The scene fades in and we find ourselves in Candice “VooDoo” Page’s office about 30 mins after Gia Montuori’s father dropped her off. VooDoo had called over at the Velvet Rabbit’s day care, set up for employees' kids and asked them to bring over some toys and a baby cage and one of those high chairs that attach to the table; which was currently attached to the side of her desk and Gia was playing with some toys.
Are you hungry, Baby G? She asked. Want Auntie Voo to get you something to eat? She smiled real big and thought of JMont. I know the perfect thing.
VooDoo picked up the phone and dialed the extension to one of the kitchens.
Hey, this is Candice. She paused for a moment and listened. Nah, I am good, but thanks for offering, you know I love trying new things. What I am looking for is a nice saucy plate of spaghetti. She glanced over at Gia, looking all cute and innocent, not knowing that her Godmomma was about to weaponize her against her daddy and his wardrobe. And cut the noodles up in little pieces, it’s for Gia. We don’t even need silverware, she can use her hands. She paused again. Awesome, thank you.
Candice hung up the phone and looked over at Gia.
I can’t wait to see your daddy’s face when he comes all strutting in here and sees you. Just remember, Auntie Voo loves you.
Candice chuckles quietly to herself before her attention is taken by a knock coming from her office door..
Candice yells for them to come in.
Candice Page: How can I help you?
Staff Member: Yes Mrs. Page, a young man has an appointment to see you.
Candice thinks for a moment before having a light bulb over her head moment.
Candice Page: Of course send him in.
The staff member nods their head and exits out of the office, a couple minutes later a well fit young man walks into the room wearing a Nike track suit and sneakers. Candice extends her hand and he shakes it firmly and confidently with a smile.
Candice Page: Jordan it is so nice to finally put a face to the name. Our talent scouts have been so high about but like we discussed on the phone we have a deep talented roster and we just don't hand out spots to anyone.
Jordan shakes his head in understanding.
Jordan Reed: Yes ma'am I understand, my father always told me nothing is ever handed to you, if you want it bad enough you have to go earn it and I'm prepared to do just that.
Candice nods her head in approval.
Candice Page: That's what I wanted to hear, so there's what I'm going to do or you Jordan, im
Going to give you a tryout match on Brawl next week and if you win, you'll get a WGWF contract but if you lose that's it, no second chances.
Jordan nods his head and shakes Candice Page's hand.
Jordan Reed: Thank you for this opportunity Mrs. Page, I promise I won't let you down.
Candice nods her head and then Jordan take his leave out of her office. Candice then looks into the camera
Why hello Monday Night Brawl! I certainly hope you’ve enjoyed the show thus far. The crowd is heard screaming in approval. “That’s great to hear. Now, I’m sure you all saw Cholo’s choice at the top of the show, and now with the Intercontinental Championship vacant, I suppose the best thing to do is crown a new Champion!” The crowd responds with another pop. “Over the next several Brawl events, we are going to have ourselves qualifying matches to determine who will move onto our first BRAWL ONLY Pay-Per-View Event, First Dance, live January 21, 2024! There’s a knock on Candice’s door. She walks across the room and opens it to find arena catering pushing a small tray of spaghetti. “Put it by the kid”.
We fade back to ringside.
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CENTURION: Here we go! It’s not going to take long to crown a number one contender for our January Pay-Per-View extravaganza; First Dance.
DERRICK DIAMOND: There is A LOT of history between Mac Bane and Goth spanning back years in Sin City Wrestling, but this is a WGWF first-time meeting in singles action. I can’t wait!
CENTURION: You don’t have too.
The crowd is solidly behind Goth as the opening bell for our Main Event. Goth and Mac walk out from their corners going face to face in the center of the ring. Both men know the stakes, they have a few choice words with each other before they circle and lock up. Bane muscles Goth back into a neutral corner. The referee calls for the break and is given by Bane who backs away from the corner.
CENTURION: After the actions of Mac Bane at the Cannabis Cup I’m shocked he gave a clean break.
DERRICK DIAMOND: It’s early.
Mac calls Goth out from the corner with a motion of his hands. Goth walks out from the corner where he and Mac circle each other and lock horns a second time. Goth quickly snatches a side headlock before being backed up against the ropes and shot across the ring, Goth bounced off the near side and runs over Mac with a running shoulder block that sends Bane down to the mat. Goth looks for an elbow, Mac rolls out of the way sending Goth crashing into the mat. Both men pop back up to their feet with Goth ducking a Mac Bane lariat, Mac spins around in a complete circle and blocks a Goth right hand. Bane looks for a headbutt, Goth evades and snatches a side headlock of his own that Mac transitions into a rear hammerlock. Goth quickly escapes with a snap mare takeover! Goth looks for a kick to the face, Bane drops back to the mat out of the way before countering with a School Boy.
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THR…
Goth escapes with a kick out as both men pop back up to their feet and square off to a stalemate.
CENTURION: You have to think they know each other so well.
We see a split screen showing Cholo watching on from his locker room flanked with the World Heavyweight Championship over his right shoulder. Mac Bane and Goth circle each other and lock up, Mac Bane snatches a side headlock, Goth transitions into a rear hammerlock, Mac Bane counters with a jawbreaker! Bane gets up and picks up Goth!
Bane lands a Side Russian Leg Sweep and floats over into a cover.
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2!!
THRE…
Goth escapes with a kick out as we go full screen on the action.
DERRICK DIAMOND: As we can see Cholo is paying close attention to how this one is going to shake out.
Bane gets back to his feet where he picks Goth up off the mat and laces him across the chest with a knife-edge chop echoing throughout the arena. Bane takes Goth back into a neutral corner where he unloads with a series of standing reverse elbows. Mac fires Goth across the ring and into the opposite buckles. Mac rushes in after him only to have Goth throw up his right boot connecting to the jaw of Bane! Goth comes out from the corner where he hooks up Mac and hurls him back into the corner with a Goth-Plex! Goth yanks Bane away from the ropes and makes the cover!
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THRE…
Bane kicks out!
CENTURION: Goth just folded Mac up against the buckles and the mat with that Goth-Plex!
Goth reaches his feet picks up Mac Bane and rocks him with a European Uppercut followed by an open-handed chop across the chest of Bane! Mac swings with a right hand, Goth ducks and catches Mac Bane with an Atomic Drop that sends Bane spilling out through the top and middle ropes and out to the floor! Goth doesn’t hesitate as he bounces off the farside ropes and gains a full head of steam! Goth dives through the top and middle rope connecting with a suicide dive to Mac Bane as he spins around sending Mac sailing back into the security barrier!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Goth with a Suicide Dive!
CENTURION: Both men know the stakes, the winner of this will be the top contender for Cholo and the World Heavyweight Championship.
Goth brings Mac and hurls him back into the ring under the bottom rope. Goth slides into the ring and gets to his feet. Goth backs up into a neutral corner where he climbs up on the middle turnbuckle. Goth leaps off with a second rope fist drop down into the forehead of Bane. Goth makes the cover!
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2!!
THRE..
Bane pops a shoulder off the mat!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Another near fall for Goth!
Goth works his way back up to his feet, picks Mac up, and takes him back into the ropes where Goth shoots Mac across the ring with an Irish Whip into the ropes, Mac bounces off the ropes, Goth looks for a boot to the gut, Mac catches the boot and spins Goth around in a complete circle where he turns Goth inside out with a Clothesline from Hell!
Mac makes a cover hooking the outside leg.
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THRE…
Goth escapes with a kick out to a pop from the crowd. We once again get a split screen with Cholo watching on from a monitor in his dressing room.
CENTURION: Cholo watching on eagerly as Bane and Goth continue to wage war to see who is going to be challenging him at the first Brawl Exclusive Pay-Per-View event.
Bane works his way back up to his feet. He picks up Goth and laces him across the chest with a knife-edge chop before booting Goth in the gut doubling him over. Mac sets him up and hoists him up in the air for a powerbomb! Bane runs toward the buckles delivering a Buckle Bomb to Goth! Goth staggers out from the corner into another boot to the midsection that’s followed by a full-on Powerbomb!
Bane makes the cover!
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2!!
THRE…
The crowd explodes as Goth shoots a shoulder off the mat!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Bane can’t afford to get frustrated.
CENTURION: Neither man can afford to be at anything less than their best.
Bane steps back up to his feet and argues the count with the referee before turning his attention back toward Goth. Bane picks up Goth and drives him back into a neutral corner. Mac hoists Goth up to a seated position on the top rope and decks him with a stiff right hand. Bane climbs up to the middle rope and locks onto a front face lock.
Bane attempts the Superplex!
Goth blocks by latching onto the top rope!
Bane attempts a second superplex!
Goth blocks again!
Goth slips down to the mat and brings Bane out from the corner with a running Liger Bomb to a roar from the crowd!
CENTURION: Goth shifts the tide back into his favor!
Goth crawls into the cover!
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2!!
THRE…
Bane kicks out to a huge gasp from the crowd.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Mac Bane kicks out!
Goth gets to both knees breathing heavily as he cuts his eyes toward the referee who shows him two fingers. Goth steps up to his feet picks Mac up by the hair, and shoots him across the ring, Mac ducks a lariat, and Goth spins around into an STO by Bane! Mac gets back to his feet backs up into a neutral corner and hops up to the middle ropes where he leaps off with a diving elbow into the sternum of Goth!
Bane makes the side press with a hook of the leg.
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2!!
THRE…
Goth escapes with a kick out to a huge ovation from the crowd.
CENTURION: Goth kicks out!
DERRICK DIAMOND: What a battle this has turned into! We knew it was going to be hard-hitting, but I didn’t expect this. The question becomes if you’re Goth, how much can you take coming off a vicious Street Fight just two weeks ago?
CENTURION: If Goth showed us anything at the Cannabis Cup he showed he has heart, and that my friend, will take you a long way!
Mac Bane gets back to his feet where he snatches both legs of Goth and effectively locks in a Boston Crab!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Mac’s looking for the submission!
Goth screams out in pain as the referee slides into position asking him to surrender.
CENTURION: Goth’s face tells the story!
Pain is etched on Goth’s face as the crowd rallies behind him chanting his name! It seems to will Goth on as he refuses to surrender and begins to inch his way toward the ropes. Goth finally is able to grab ahold of the bottom rope forcing the referee to call for the break. Mac refuses and the referee begins laying the count to him!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Are we going to see a repeat of the Cannabis Cup?
The referee hits the four count before Mac Bane releases the hold. The crowd boos intently as Mac reaches his feet. The referee admonishes him but Mac pays him zero attention. Mac begins stomping on the spine of Goth. Bane picks Goth up and brings him out toward the center of the ring. Mac scoops Goth up over his shoulder and looks for a running Powerslam! Goth slips down the back of Bane and shoves him forward into sternum first into the buckles! Mac staggers backward and finds himself in the GOTH-MISSION! The crowd roars loudly as the referee starts checking with Mac who quickly finds himself toward the ropes and latches onto the top rope causing the referee to call for the break.
Goth releases the hold and brings Mac out to the center of the ring where he sets up Mac and delivers the Twist of Fate!
CENTURION: GOTH DROP!
Goth rolls Mac over and makes the cover!
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THRE…
Bane barely escapes with a kick out to a huge collective gasp from the crowd!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Bane kicked out!
A split screen shows Cholo watching on as this Number One Contenders match continues on before going full screen on the ring with Goth getting to one knee. He steps back up to his feet as the crowd chants his name. Goth runs his thumb across his throat before picking Bane up where he locks in the GOTHIC DREAM!
Mac quickly counters with a sit-out jawbreaker!
Bane gets back to his feet where he connects with a Superkick that drops Goth where he stands! Bane drops down on top of Goth with the cover!
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THRE…
Goth kicked out!
DERRICK DIAMOND: I DON’T BELIEVE IT!
Bane is livid as he pops back up to his feet screaming at the referee as he backs him up into a neutral corner. Goth can be seen pushing himself up off the mat and back to one knee. The referee argues with Bane on the count until Mac backs away. Bane spins around and eats a boot to the midsection!
Goth sets up Mac Bane for the Rude Awakening!
The referee is in front of Mac and doesn’t see the mule kick into the groin of Goth! Bane spins around where positions Goth and delivers BRANDED! Bane makes the cover hooking both legs of Goth!
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WINNER VIA PINFALL AND #1 CONTENDER FOR THE WGWF WORLD TITLE: MAC BANE
Match Time: 26:32
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Bane escapes out to the floor throwing his arms up in the air as the crowd roars with boos!
CENTURION: Bane has secured the number one contenders, but at what cost? A low blow to someone he calls a friend? You’re better than that Bane!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Nobody has to like it but Mac Bane has just stamped his ticket to Monday Night Brawl’s First Dance Pay-Per-View Event in January.
A split screen shows Cholo looking on with a serious expression on his face. Mac Bane and Goth lock eyes as Goth reaches both knees. Mac mouths the words “You gotta do what you gotta do.” before having his arm raised in victory by the referee.
CENTURION: This makes me sick to my stomach.
DERRICK DIAMOND: You heard Bane, you gotta do what you gotta do when a shot at the Word Title is at stake.
Bane reaches the top of the ramp, and cameras get a close-up of Mac as he delivers a message to the WGWF World Heavyweight Champion.
MAC BANE: Tick Tock Cholo! Tick Tock.
Mac Bane returns through the curtain as the referee helps Goth up the ramp. The cameras return to ringside with Derrick Diamond and Centurion.
DERRICK DIAMOND: This has been a wild night on our first Monday Night Brawl with our own drafted roster.
CENTURION: I am very much looking forward to seeing where we go and what’s next for Monday Night’s. Speaking of Monday Nights, NEXT Monday Night on the debut edition of Monday Night Smash we WILL find out WHO the General Manager of Smash will be, we WILL see an incredible Triple Threat Main Event to determine the Number One Contender for the Smash Title when Clyde Newton meets Damage and John Cable!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Smash Champion Enigma IS going to be on hand, and maybe we will find out why they choose to keep the Smash Championship over the WGWF World Heavyweight Championship at the Cannabis Cup?
CENTURION: Who knows what to expect when Monday Night Smash debuts live!
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CENTURION: Jesus! That was so unnecessary. July 4th happened months ago.
DERRICK DIAMOND: That’s what I'm talking about. Setting the tone!
After the fireworks, loud explosions, and pyros, the smoke finally clears. And standing on the top of the entrance way is none other than The Fortunate Ones. You can see The Smash World Champion Enigma standing tall like a Monster. Amber Mansley looking better than any female in the business today. Flash Rotten looking hungry again. And J Mont, looking like America's Top Model. No Baby G this time around as she is with Candice Page. Business is about to pick up. The fans are really letting The Fortunate Ones know how they feel.
Jenny Myst is the TV Champ!
Eat another Twinkie Flash!
Rest in Peace J Mont!
Why did you do it Enigma?
The fans are letting loose, but that is not all. The boo’s and you suck chants are picking up. You would think we are at the Super Bowl in the 4th quarter with just how loud it is here tonight.
BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO!
BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO!
BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO!
YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!
YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!
YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!
CENTURION: I can barely hear myself think!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Even with all the chaos, I think I heard Flash Rotten’s stomach growl.
Everyone in The Fortunate Ones are loving the heat. The bad news for the fans and everyone in the WGWF is that this is the fuel that drives them. J Mont stops in his tracks and looks back over at Enigma and waves his hands forward indicating that he wants the champ to LEAD the group down as a show of respect for one of his best friends who has taken out Chris Page and Peter Vaughn back to back.
As Enigma leads the way, He is followed by Amber Mansley who is just mocking the fans and reminding them just how good she looks and how good she is.
Flash Rotten right behind them but is not happy. He is getting no respect from the group and just wants a snack.
J Mont is the last one as he is letting the group lead the way and get the attention that they deserve. As they all make their way down to the ring, J Mont stops and sees some fans really heckling him. J Mont turns towards them and no words are spoken, but a message was sent.
After a few more minutes, The Fortunate Ones are together in the ring once again, taking over the show like they always do.
CENTURION: J Mont needs to be fined and suspended!
DERRICK DIAMOND: They deserved it. Just because they bought a ticket, it gives them no right to say what they said to him.
CENTURION: How do you even know what they said to him?
DERRICK DIAMOND: To get 2 MIDDLE FINGERS, it had to be bad.
J Mont leans through the ropes and grabs the mic that is given to him. Flash Rotten nods at J Mont, showing signs that he wants the mic, but J Mont shakes his head NO. J Mont extends the mic to ENIGMA, but the big man refuses. He has a look on his face that he is just here for business and his friends, and that's it. Which leaves 2 of the biggest and loudest mouths in the industry today. J Mont and Amber. J Mont extends the mic to Amber, and of course she accepts the mic.
AMBER MANSLEY: Many of you tonight are probably happy about yourselves. We’ve had to endure the laughs, the jokes and the teasing by all of you after what happened at the Cannabis Cup! Rest assured, the Fortunate Ones are here to rectify any mistakes made in the past. Be aware that although we had our setbacks, we still came out dominant and if people want to take our kindness for weakness, well, we hereby issue WAR on the entire WGWF roster!
Amber Mansley’s voice changed from its usual high-pitched rapid-fire condescending tone to a more serious and volatile state of aggression.
AMBER MANSLEY: If you think for one second, The Fortunate Ones are going to let anyone in that locker room have their moment of stride at our expense, they’re sadly mistaken! We’ve put the entire WGWF roster on notice to the point Chris Page became a victim at our own feet. We’ve been nice but the idiots in the back took advantage of our mercy which means no one is safe!
J Mont smiles at Amber and urges her to speak more of her mind.
AMBER MANSLEY: People want to take us for granted. J Mont lost, Amber Mansley lost and ENIGMA caused the biggest controversy. It’s even gotten to the point where they’ve drafted us all to Smash because GOTH and Jenny Myst are protected from people like us. WGWF knows The Fortunate Ones are the most dominant athletes in this company that brings in all the star power. Now, they’ve protected their little pawns too much which means it’s time for some spring cleaning ladies and gentlemen! That’s right, The Fortunate Ones has had enough of the games and our gifts being shoved back into our faces! We’re putting a message to everyone in the locker room!
Amber Mansley breaks away from the group and puts her right leg on the middle rope with her left leg on the bottom. She leans over the top rope holding a microphone to her mouth and her green eyes drawing a penance stare into the camera.
AMBER MANSLEY: Listen to the message we have for you all! Every time you step foot into a WGWF event, I want you constantly looking over your shoulder. I want you all to walk on eggshell with your heads down in a single line knowing one step out of formation will have your careers ended. We introduced order, respect and peace into this company by introducing the natural selection of order as The Fortunate Ones remain at the top showering you all down below with the gift of our presence. As quickly we’ve dominated it as quickly as we can take what we want without any resistance. This is a message I bring to you; The Fortunate Ones has declared WAR!
Amber hands the mic to J Mont and she is ready for war, as is Enigma who is standing there as the most dominant champion in the business today. Does anyone really want to go to war with these 3 beasts?
J MONT: Well, I'm glad Amber is on my side. Good luck to everyone dealing with her on this mission. And that title on the shoulder of Enigma is not going anywhere anytime soon. I will bet the farm that my boy Enigma keeps that title for a long time. WAR has been declared and there is not a damn thing anyone can do about it. We don't care what Brawl GM Candice Page has to say. We don't care what the new jackass GM of Smash has to say. We don't care what the owner of the WGWF Chris Page has to say. Everything runs through The Fortunate Ones.
J Mont looks at the talent in the ring and has a big smile on his face. He knows that there are not many groups or individuals that can stop the chaos and war that is about to be brought upon the WGWF.
J MONT: So, since we are on Monday Night Brawl right now, let me give a special shout out to the individuals that got drafted to the B SHOW!
J MONT: Because everyone knows that the SMASH Show is the A SHOW, where all the REAL talent resides at. But, let me just remind everyone here on Monday Night Brawl how I feel about them. Amber and Enigma feel the same way as I do as well about these fools.
CHRIS CHAOS- FUCK YOU!
JD SMITH- FUCK YOU!
BOBBY RAY WILLIS- FUCK YOU!
JENNY MYST- FUCK YOU! YOU GOT LUCKY!
LATOYA HIXX- FUCK YOU!
DEVLIN KNIGHT- FUCK YOU FRED!!!!!!!
ARTEMIS- FUCK YOU!
ENCHANTRA- FUCK YOU!
DAWN WARREN- FUCK YOU!
CJ PHOENIX- FUCK YOU!
JAY OMEGA- FUCK YOU!
ALEX RICHARDS- FUCK YOU!
KELLY TAYLOR- FUCK YOU!
SPENCER ADAMS- FUCK YOU!
BROOKE BLAKELY- FUCK YOU!
GOTH- FUCK YOU! ROUND 3 IS MINE!
MIKE MASON- FUCK YOU!
PETER VAUGHN- FUCK YOU! WATCH YOUR BACK!
MAC BANE- FUCK YOU WANNA BE J MONT!
TRISTAN SLATER- FUCK YOU!
J MONT: Only the Ramsey’s and Cholo get a pass since they are friends of mine, but the rest of you have been warned and will realize just why we are The Fortunate Ones, and the best group ever assembled in this industry today. Shots Fired. Mission Statement Made. A War has been declared. For now, we have given this B Show of Monday Night Brawl enough attention. Time to get the hell out of Seattle Washington because this city has nothing going for them. The Seahawks will never win a Super Bowl without Russ. They couldn't even keep an NBA team here. The Mariners are a shit show. You guys can enjoy the Seattle Freeze. The Terrible traffic. The Earthquakes. The rising crime rate. The largest spiders. And all this rain. You have been blessed by The Fortunate Ones. Soak this time in because we will never come back to this dump of a city again. Monday Night Brawl Management can thank US for helping their RATINGS this week because if we decide to not show up next Monday, you will see just how bad this show really is.
YOUR WELCOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
J Mont gives Amber a hug. Shakes the hand of Enigma and pats Flash Rotten on the shoulder. The Fortunate Ones have made a statement and J Mont has let the world know that if you are not with him, you are against him and a target.
CENTURION: J Mont never knows when to shut his mouth!
DERRICK DIAMOND: I love it! J Mont holds nothing back and brings all the HEAT!
CENTURION: The Fortunate Ones have dug their own grave!
DERRICK DIAMOND: There is no one that can stop Enigma. Amber is going to bounce back right away and J Mont is J Mont. You can never count him out of anything.
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Credits:
Match Credits- Chris Page, Goth, Clyde Newton, and Johnny Stylez
Match Graphics- Clyde Newton
Segment Graphics- Chris Page
CENTURION: and here he comes Derrick, the man who at the Cannabis Cup pay-per-view defied all the odds, fighting not only through one but two injuries plus the best talent WGWF has to offer and won the tournament in his second attempt.
DERRICK DIAMOND: He sure did, many didn’t think he would get past Mac Bane, and when he did, the way he did, the odds rose against him, but round after round he fought those odds and won the cup, and the world title to boot, something no one knew was coming.
CENTURION: That’s for sure, Chris Page shocked the world, after Enigma shocked the world himself by turning down the World title after defeating Peter Vaughn and choosing instead to remain the Smash champion. Chris could have easily done another tournament for the vacant title, or just named the top two contenders or even held a rumble or a battle royal.
DERRICK DIAMOND: His favorites.
CENTURION: Right… But he said NAH, that’s not how we do things in WGWF, and we have two worthy challengers right here in Devlin and Cholo, so let them fight for it.
DERRICK DIAMOND: and fight for it they did, in a match that is arguably a contender for match of the year. In the end, after the dust settled, it was Cholo crowned the Cannabis Cup Tournament Winner and World Heavyweight Champion.
CENTURION: But is he?! Much like Enigma, Cholo has a choice to make… Does he give up ‘his precious’, a title that means so much to him and the fans who support him, or does he give up the World Title just like Enigma did?
DERRICK DIAMOND: Well, we don’t have to wait much longer… It’s decision time!
But after the beat dropping, the song plays on and Cholo doesn’t come out.
CENTURION: Where is he Derrick?
DERRICK DIAMOND: Emotions getting the best of him perhaps?
The cheers die down and so does the music as everyone looks around confused… Then the curtain parts and what we see first is a foot sticking out, followed by the rest of the leg which is wrapped in an air-cast. There are gasps in the crowd followed by complete silence as they watch the man who was once full of energy and charisma, being pushed in a wheelchair by an unknown blonde in a tight business suit.
CENTURION: Oh no… That’s our new world champion?
DERRICK DIAMOND: Seems it’s what’s left of him Cent.
Cholo’s arm is also in a sling and around the shoulder area you see it is heavily padded. Missing is not only his drink, his titles but also that charming smile of his. He is pushed to the edge of the ramp and then grabs the mic that was sitting on his lap. He goes to speak, but chokes up, and puts it back down. The crowd begins to applaud respectfully, and some cheer him and others chant his name. He just sits there, not looking like a tournament winner, a world champion, but a defeated man who all he can do is soak in all the love from the fans. Harvey Marx stands by, trying to see if he's supposed to introduce him and if so, as what, but reads the room and just sits back down.
CENTURION: It’s sad to see Cholo this way, but one man that is probably loving this has got to be Mac Bane.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Oh you know he is, he tried to end Cholo’s career, and looks like he might have succeeded?
Cholo takes the deepest of sighs, brings the microphone back up and this time he can talk after clearing his throat.
CHOLO: Thank you mi gente…
CENTURION: That doesn’t sound like the Cholo we know at all, Derrick.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Sounds like he is medicated AF…
CHOLO: Cholo must apologize, for not being his usual self, but as you can see, winning the Cannabis Cup came with a heavy toll…. And as much as Cholo would like to walk down that ramp, get into that ring and party with all of you like he loves to do, he simply can’t… and now, he must make a choice that he does not want to do…
CENTURION: I don’t think he is talking about choosing a championship Derrick…
DERRICK DIAMOND: Maybe his injuries are worse than we feared… Is he about to leave us Cent?
CENTURION: Seems like that is the case…
DERRICK DIAMOND: But for how long? Can’t be for good!
There is murmur among the crowd and you cannot only see the emotion on the fans faces but you can feel it. Cholo takes his time, clearly not wanting to say what he’s about to say… but after what seems to be forever, he finally continues.
CHOLO: I know it’s a decision no one wants to hear… but it’s one Cholo has to make, but if Cholo is being forced to make it, he’s going to do it standing tall… Can you please help me?
He asks this of the woman behind him who advises him it’s not a good idea, but Cholo brushes her off. He gives her the mic and then with his one good arm he pushes himself up and then kind of skips around in one leg, trying not fall, but he can’t keep his balance and falls forward!
CENTURION: Oh no!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Man this is hard to watch!
But he rolls through and then jumps to his feet!
CENTURION: What the hell?!
DERRICK DIAMOND: It’s a miracle! Praise Jeebus!
He rips the air-cast off his leg and throws it to the fans then takes off the sling and throws it to them as well. He then stands there, with a huge smile on his face. He then walks back and grabs the wheelchair and throws it off the ramp, where it’s safe of course, and then reaches for the microphone the woman was holding and once she gives it to him, she leaves towards the back. The crowd is half stunned half cheering, and there are definite tears but likely of joy now.
CHOLO: QUE PASA MI GENTE DE SEATTLE?!
The crowd goes wild now and Cholo smiles even wider.
CHOLO: Y DONDE ESTAN LOS LATINOS?!
Not as many cheers but still loudl.
CHOLO: ARE YOU READY TO GET THIS FIESTA STARTED?!
More cheap pops.
CHOLO: Then bring Cholo his title, his drink and hit his damn music!
Pyro goes off above in the rafters as his music comes back on. Cholo puts the microphone in his back pocket as he turns to face the entrance where he sees the lady from earlier followed by two more ‘tightly’ dressed women, one brunette, her hair in a bun and one redhaired, curly, hair down past her shoulders. The blonde holds his mezcal drink, but the others hold the Intercontinental and World Title respectably on top of red pillows. The blonde hands him his drink, gives him a kiss on his cheek and he winks at her before taking a sip. He lets out a loud ‘ah’, clearly loving it. He then walks up to the other two women and contemplates which title to take. He looks at the crowd, asking them to help him. He points to the IC title, and the cheer… He points to the world title, and they cheer even louder. Cholo smiles and he plays this game a few more times, even putting his hand to his ear, pretending he can’t hear them. He laughs but then makes his choice and points to the IC title! The blonde nods and then grabs it and wraps it tightly around his waist.
CENTURION: Has Cholo made his choice?! Is he sticking with the Intercontinental championship?!
DERRICK DIAMOND: It seems so, I did not see that coming!
The brunette then wraps her arms around his arm and so does the blonde and Cholo then nods to the red hair to lead the way with the World Title. They make their way down the ramp as the fans try hard to reach for Cholo, or perhaps is the ladies, who knows. They walk up the steel steps and get into the ring where there is a table set up with what seem to be alcoholic shots lined up of different types. There is also a pedestal and that is where the world title gets placed. Cholo pulls the mic back out and the hands his drink back to the blonde as his music dies down.
CHOLO: Okay mi gente, first things first… Sorry about the theatrics… But you see, they were not for you but for the boys in the back who not only tried to beat Cholo, they tried to break him, not with the hopes of beating him in a tournament but from taking him out of WGWF for good… Well, not only did they fail in breaking Cholo, not only did they fail in beating Cholo, but Cholo is not going anywhere any time soon… WGWF IS CHOLO’S HOME!
The crowd goes wild again.
CENTURION: Well, that’s good to hear.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Man forget Cholo, tricking me like that… I hope someone does come out and takes him out now.
CHOLO: Now is Cholo 100%? No, he isn’t… Sure he can do a forward roll, but wrestling? Not clear just yet… Underneath this shirt, Cholo’s shoulder and arm are heavily taped… Underneath these pants of his…
Cholo pauses and smiles as he looks around at the fans, where most of the female fans and some men, all appear to be swooning including the 3 ladies in the ring with him who just smile as they look at each other.
CHOLO: There is a party waiting to happen!
Whoop, there it is…
CHOLO: But he is also wearing a knee-brace… Temporarily, Cholo assures you… But he is wearing them like badges of honor as a reminder of everything Cholo had to go through to win the toughest tournament of his career…. And speaking of the tournament, before he goes on, Cholo must pay his respects… In front of Cholo, he has 7 shots, one each to pay respect to each of the seven competitors in the tournament… First, the three Cholo didn’t face…
He walks up to the table and takes the first shot glass.
CHOLO: Grey Goose VX vodka, for Samuel Chatman, mi respeto.
He takes the shot and moves on to the next.
CHOLO: “dark” El Dorado 21 year old rum for Dubois, mi respeto.
He takes the shot and moves on to the next.
CHOLO: Jameson 22 year old small batch, for Ragnarök believe it or not, mi respeto.
He moves to the next, takes the shot and immediately spits it out.
CHOLO: QUE DIABLO ES ESTO?! What is this?!
One of the women comes over and whispers in Cholo’s ear and he raises both eyebrows surprised.
CHOLO: Oh, um… okay… Well, John Cable, mi respeto. Now, for the 3 Cholo did face…
He takes the next shot.
CHOLO: Johnny Walker Blue Label, for Spencer Adams, mi respeto.
Two more shots left and Cholo smiles, feeling a little something-something mixing all these spirits.
CHOLO: Remy Martin XO for Devlin Knight, love you too buddy *he winks*, and mi respeto for giving Cholo the best match he has had this year in WGWF.
Cholo grabs the last glass and this one he holds up as he looks at it and then walks toward the ropes and stretches his arm out, holding the shot and tilting it slightly, letting a bit of it drop and the crowd ‘oooooooohs’ loudly.
CHOLO: Laphroaig 1980 for Mac Bane… who tried to break my leg… who tried to end my career…
He spills a little bit more but then pulls it back.
CHOLO: Cholo hopes Goth more than returns the favor tonight when he beats you for the #1 contender’s spot… Having said this, as a wrestler, and prior to that ending, mi respeto.
He takes the shot and smirks as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.
CHOLO: Mi gente, let’s hear it one more time for everyone on the Cannabis Cup, come on!
Cholo puts the mic under his arm as he begins clapping and the crowd claps and cheers along. Once that’s over Cholo continues…
CHOLO: Now look, Cholo knows he is definitely milking the clock here but he just had to pay his respects to the men whose shoulders he is standing on here tonight… A few cases of each of those spirits are on their way to their homes, as a thank you for giving it their all at that tournament.
CENTURION: Could Cholo BE any more classy?
DERRICK DIAMOND: God I hope not, but he could have given us some shots to toast with him.
Cholo now walks to the pedestal where the World Title is, and the crowd goes quiet with anticipation.
CHOLO: Now let us get down to business… You are probably wondering why Cholo chose the Intercontinental Championship to make his way down the ring with it. Well mi gente, the answer is simple… Cholo loves his precious, he will always love his precious, and he wanted to walk down that aisle one last time, as YOUR intercontinental champion!
The crowd cheers loudly with anticipation.
CENTURION: One last time? So does that mean…
DERRICK DIAMOND: I think it does!
Cholo nods to the blonde who comes over and removes the IC title from around his waist and then comes around, handing it to Cholo who looks at it one more time, kisses it and then gives it back. The other two women now move towards the World title and go to grab it but Cholo stops them.
CHOLO: Wait, just one more minute… If you don’t mind me gente, Cholo wants to say that he is no dummy and he is not ungrateful… Cholo knows that this moment that’s about to happen, doesn’t happen if Enigma doesn’t choose to stay Smash champion… So to the big man, Cholo says… Muchas Gracias… and see you soon.
Cholo nods, holds up his drink and then winks at the camera.
CENTURION: See you soon? What do you make of that Derrick.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Could we have another champion vs. champion match?!
Cholo now nods to the two ladies and together they put the World Heavyweight Championship around his waist. Cholo looks down at it, smiles and then looks up at the hard-cam as he brings the mic up to his mouth, but then looks towards Harvey on the outside.
CHOLO: Mr. Marx, if you do Cholo the honors…
Harvey nods agreeing and smiling as he gets to his feet.
“THE BIG TICKET” HARVEY MARX: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your NEEEEEEW Heavyweight Champion of the World…. “CHOLO” GIOVANNI SANTANA!
Cholo’s music hits as pyro goes off in the rafters again and confetti gets shot up from every corner of the ring. The crowd is cheering loudly and Cholo falls to his knees, throws his arms up, pointing to the sky, dedicating this to his parents in heaven.
CENTURION: Well strap in folks, now it’s official… The Cholo World Heavyweight Champion era has begun in WGWF!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Holy shit, what a moment!
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CENTURION: We are getting word that there is some commotion going on in the back of the arena right now.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I cannot wait for this. I love chaos.
As the cameras shift to the back, you can see the Titantron light up and things pick up in the back of the parking lot. The cameras are moving as they are following a Mercedes Benz G Wagon 6x6 and a lifted Ford F 450 Dually Truck. As the vehicles get closer to the parking spots, you will not believe your eyes. They are approaching 2 spots that are reserved. One sign says GM: Candice Page. The other sign says WGWF Owner: Chris Page. The Mercedes parks in the spot reserved for Candice while the F 450 parks in the spot reserved for Chris Page. Maybe it's Page and Candice, because these 2 vehicles are one of a kind. The fans inside the arena are erupting at just how insane these vehicles are.
You can see the Mercedes driver's door swing open and it’s none other than the former WGWF World Champion J Mont. And dressed to the T as always. Wearing his custom Alexander Amosu Vanquish Bespoke Custom Suit with his Santoni Embossed Leather Simon Double Monk shoes as well as his GMT Master II Ice Rolex. As J Mont closes the driver's door, he walks towards the back door and slowly opens it up. You can see Baby G in her car seat with a big smile on her face. J Mont unstraps his daughter as she reaches for him. Now holding Baby G, J Mont closes the back door and walks towards the front of the vehicle where he sees the reserved sign.
J MONT: Yeah OK! My Show! My Rules! My Way!
J Mont laughs at the fact he is parked in the spot reserved for Candice Page, the godmother of Baby G. But, that is not all. J Mont is looking up at that mammoth F 450 who is taking up the spot reserved for Chris Page. As the lights shut off, you see the passenger door swing open and……
DERRICK DIAMOND: Yes, the goddess is here!
CENTURION: Tonight’s show is about to go to hell.
Amber Mansley is here as well with J Mont. As she hops down from being up so high in the F 450, she makes her way towards J Mont. She gives Baby G a kiss on the cheek and a fist pump to J Mont. It's never a good thing when these 2 are together. But if Amber was in the passenger seat, someone was driving the vehicle. The driver's door slowly opens and you can see a shine of some sort. As the cameras get a closer look, you can see the Smash World Championship as ENIGMA hops out of the truck and slams the door shut. J Mont with Baby G and Amber walk towards Enigma. As the Fortunate Ones are huddled up for a minute, there seems to be someone missing.
J MONT: I feel like we are short a man.
AMBER MANSLEY: Feels kind of light here.
ENIGMA: Anyone else hungry?
As the group stands around one another, it finally hits them as they put the clues together. A Short Man. Feels Light and Hunger.
AMBER MANSLEY: Oh shit. Flash is in the truck still.
You can hear a man trying to get out of the back but the door is not opening. J Mont cannot help but laugh because he knows what happened.
J MONT: Big E, did you put the child lock ON Flash’s door?
ENIGMA: He was acting like a child and was scared he was going to fall out with the way I was driving.
AMBER MANSLEY: Plus he was mad that we didn't stop for Arby’s!
J MONT: Well, who is going to be the brave soul to help Fat Man get out of the truck?
J Mont looks over at them letting them know he has Baby G already in his arms. Amber is quick to fire black that she just got her nails done. That leaves Enigma as the last man standing once again.
ENIGMA: Fine, but payback is a bitch.
Enigma puts his Smash World Title onto the shoulder of J Mont so he can help Flash get out of the lifted truck.
ENIGMA: I am only a few feet away. Don’t lose that World Title on me!
J Mont’s face turns red as Enigma laughs at his Kelso Burn comment on J Mont.
J MONT: I am 255 pounds. I am not a lightweight that does X matches for a living.
ENIGMA: It was a joke Mr. Sensitive. At least you had a title to lose, not like Miss Pretty over there.
Enigma is quite the comedian tonight as Amber’s face turns a few shades of red. J Mont looks over at Amber like what the fuck.
AMBER MANSLEY: I had to deal with 2 people in the match. Thank you very much. All you had to deal with is a Tim The Tool Man Taylor wanna be and a 60 year old man who just finished shooting a commercial for Viagra.
The Fortunate Ones all burst out in laughter. Even Baby G is getting in on the laughs. But the one man that is not laughing is Flash who is still stuck in the vehicle. As Enigma opens the back door, you can see Flash sitting there like Baby G was in her car seat. His suit looks wrinkled. His stomach is growling which is echoing through the back of the arena. The look on his face is one of anger, hunger and confusion.
FLASH ROTTEN: I get no respect around here anymore.
J MONT: I thought you picked up Flash, not Rodeny Dangerfield.
AMBER MANSLEY: If you don't want to hang with us Flash, you can always manage the LADYBUGS again.
J MONT: Or be a talk show host there Wally Sparks.
ENIGMA: I would say be a CADDY but you can't even jump out of a truck.
You can tell Flash is getting upset with all the comments and when Enigma notices this, he turns his back and walks backwards towards Flash. J Mont and Amber are laughing as Baby G is pointing up at Flash. Enigma is now in position to help Flash get down and out of this lifted Ford F 450. One has to wonder how he even got in, but that's for another day. Flash hops onto the shoulders of Enigma, and in case you do not know this, Flash is not a small man. But Enigma is a MONSTER and carries Flash out of the truck and towards the group. As Enigma gets down on 1 knee, Flash Jumps off his back.
J MONT: That will be 20 bucks sir.
FLASH ROTTEN: For what?
AMBER MANSLEY: You just had the ride of your life and you're not paying for it like you always do?
ENIGMA: Thankfully, i have no title match tonight because that was truly a workout.
The Fortunate Ones are together at last.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Enigma has to be the strongest person in the WGWF!
CENTURION: Why are they here? They are on the Smash show, not Brawl.
DERRICK DIAMOND: How many times do I need to repeat myself. They do what they want, when they want. And J Mont owns 51% of the network. If you want to keep your job, then just deal with it.
CENTURION: Hopefully security can stop them before they ruin tonight’s show.
As The Fortunate Ones make their way towards the arena, J Mont turns around to look at the amazing vehicles they pulled up in.
J MONT: Wonder what Candice thinks she’s gonna do with no spot now!
AMBER MANSLEY: I know that Page is gonna get so mad that we took his spot, his last non gray hair is gonna turn gray!
ENIGMA: What are the odds they got dropped off in a limo?
J MONT: Since when have you become the Steven Q Urkel of the world? Either way, those are OUR spots, not theirs. Time to make a Statement.
FLASH ROTTEN: Can we stop in the locker room to get a snack real quick?
Every member just shakes their head at Flash as they make their way towards the arena and into the building. Baby G, who is looking back at Flash who is walking slowly, is laughing at him. Like Father, like daughter.
DERRICK DIAMOND: The Fortunate Ones have arrived in style and I cannot wait to see what happens next.
CENTURION: They are not even supposed to be here!
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The bell has rang for the fatal fourway between Bobby Ray Willis, Latoya Hixx, Enchantra and Dawn Warren. We see Bobby Ray get in the middle of the ring, telling all the women that he is the best thing that has ever happened to them. Causing all three to step in his direction before he starts to slide out of the ring. Dawn slide out of the ring and chases after Bobby Ray. Meanwhile inside the ring we see Enchantra and Latoya get into a war of words, Latoya telling Enchantra that she cannot hear her through the mask that covers her mouth. Causing Enchantra to grab her by the hair, kicking Latoya in the midsection before delivering a Hair mare before running to the ropes and setting her up for a running knee in the face of Latoya. Only Latoya manages to kip up to her feet and executes a picture perfect dropkick that sends Enchantra through the ropes and into the waiting arms of Bobby Ray as he happened to run that direction.
Centurion: Now that is a gentlmean’s way of catching a lady.
The two stare into each other’s eyes, only to have Enchantra to grab hold of his hair and yanks a few strings out of his head causing Bobby Ray to scream and drop Enchantra to the floor as he lets go of her.
Derek Diamond: Now that isn’t very gentleman like is it!!!
This gives an opportunity for Dawn Warren to jump the steel steps, jumping towards Bobby Ray and deliver a Bulldog Headlock to the concrete floor as well Latoya jumping on the top turnbuckles before setting herself up for a Senton off the turnbuckles upon Enchantra. This electrifies the audience as they are chanting both Latoya and Dawn on as they both whip their fallen opponents into the ring. Both women look at each other as they jump on the apron, watching both Bobby Ray and Enchantra as they jump off the top rope and execute a double Hurricanrana into a pinning combination as the official counts for both pin attempts.
1!!!
2!!!
Thr…
Both Bobby Ray and Enchantra manage to kick out, we see Bobby Ray get to his feet and starts to complain that Dawn Warren grabbed a handful of tights as the official tells him otherwise. Dawn spins him around, setting him up for a dropkick as Bobby Ray manages to catch her legs and drops her on her back before positioning himself to deliver a catapult upon the turnbuckles. Dawn comes off the turnbuckles, wobbling on her feet as Bobby Ray connects off the ropes with a big time Lariat before going for the cover
Centurion: Greetings From Texas!!!!
1!!!
2!!!
Thre…
The pinfall is broken up by Latoya, who drags him off of Dawn Warren as she sets herself up for a Springboard Cross Body Block off the ropes onto Bobby Ray who has gotten back to his feet. But he catches her in mid air and walks around as he is about to slam her hard to the canvas, only to have Enchantra execute a dropkick that sends Latoya on top of Bobby Ray for a cover
1!!!
The pinfall is broken up as Enchantra grabs hold of Latoya’s boots, yanking her off of Bobby before executing a Catapult that sends Latoya over the top rope to the outside where she lands on her feet on the ring apron. There she prepares herself to execute an offensive move from the outside into the ring, but gets pulled off the apron by Enchantra’s minion Manthing.
Centurion: Now that’s uncalled for!!!
Derek Diamond: Sadly there’s no disqualification under Fatal Fourway rules homie
Centurion: For the millionth time!! I am not your homie!!!
We see Enchantra bark orders towards her minion, telling him to eliminate one of her three opponents in this match as Dawn sneaks up on her as she grabs her by the head as she jumps the turnbuckles and comes off with a vicious DDT off the turnbuckles into the middle of the ring. There Dawn goes for the cover on Enchantra as the official is about to register the three count.
1!!!
2!!!
Thr…
Dawn gets pulled off Enchantra and tossed to the outside by the sneaky Bobby Ray, who grabs hold of Enchantra’s legs and goes for the cover.
1!!!
2!!!
This time it is Enchantra that kicks out, this causes Enchantra’s minion Manthing to toss Latoya into the steel steps as he gets in the ring and confronts Bobby Ray. Who is starting to get wide eye, backing off on his knees while pleading not to hurt him before trying to sneak out of the ring by crawling on both hands and knees, only to have Manthing to grab him by the tights, causing the female fans to whistle in excitement as we see a full moon live in view.
Centurion: We got a full moon over Texas tonight!!!
Derek Diamond: I was wondering whey there were so many howling noises!!!
We see Enchantra get into the ring, going for a cover on Dawn as she hooks both legs
1!!!
2!!!
Thre…
This time it is Latoya who breaks it up with a leg drop across the back of Enchantra’s head before noticing the bro mans scene as we see Manthing still hold on to the tights of Bobby Ray as he is attempting to flee out of the ring with or without his wrestling gear on. Latoya then sets herself up for a big time dropkick in the back of Enchantra’s minion as that sends him fall through the ropes as bobby can be seen clutching on to the ropes for dear life before remembering to pull up his wrestling tights to lots of dismay from the crowd. Latoya turns around and sets herself up for a Springboard Moonsault on top of Enchantra, but gets halted by a Missile dropkick from Dawn Warren, who had climbed upon an opposite turnbuckles as that sends Latoya crashing to the outside. We see Bobby Ray reaching underneath the ring and pulls out a steel chair as he decides to use it on Latoya before turning his back towards Manthing.
Derek Diamond: Ever seen a Texan shit his pants Centurion??
Centurion: Ever smelled one Derek???
The fear on his face is obvious, running away from the Manthing, we turn back to the ring where we see Latoya perch upon the turnbuckles as she sets herself up for a Frog Splash upon Enchantress, who gets her knees up as Latoya crash and burns as she rolls around with her arms wrapped around her midsection. Enchantress and Dawn get back to their feet, Dawn measures Enchantress with a superkick that she ducks, causing Dawn to hit Bobby Ray in the face after he had ran into the ring while constantly looking back towards Manthing who remained on the outside with a sick smile on his face.
Derek Diamond: Bobby Ray surely has some bad luck in this match.
Dawn covers Bobby for the three count as the official drops to his knees and start to count
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2!!!
Thre….
Bobby Ray manages to kick out, Dawn runs the ropes for a Springboard Moonsault from the middle rope in an attempt to come crashing down upon Bobby Ray, who manages to roll away as this causes Dawn to come crashing down upon the canvas. Latoya charges in and covers Dawn as she hooks both legs.
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2!!!
Latoya gets pulled off of Dawn, spun around by Bobby Ray as he pokes her in the eyes. This blinds Latoya as Bobby Ray sets him up for a huge Lariat that causes Latoya to be send down on the canvas with a 360. Bobby rolls her over on her back and covers her for the count of three
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2!!!
This time it is Enchantress that breaks it up with a Double Axhandle upon the back of Bobby Ray, we see all four competitors knocked out as the official is checking in on them whether they are alright. Enchantra slowly gets up, grabs a handful of hair of Bobby Ray as she sets him up for a scissors kick attempt as she runs to the ropes, only to be caught by Bobby Ray and drops her with a big time Sit down Powerbomb that drops her hard on the canvas. Bobby slowly tries to regain his composure as the impact of the blow had dropped him backwards as well before covering Enchantra.
1!!!
2!!!
Thr…..
And now it is Dawn that breaks it up by delivering a running knee to the side of Bobby Ray’s head, this causes him to fall next to Enchantra as Dawn goes for a standing Moonsault on top of Enchantra as now she goes for the cover.
1!!!
2!!!
Thr….
And now it is Latoya that breaks up the three count with a Double Axhandle on the back of Dawn Warren. She now goes for the cover on Enchantra
1!!!
2!!!
Thre..
Enchantra manages to get her shoulder off the canvas in time. Warren gets to her feet while on the other side of the ring Latoya drives Bobby back into a neutral corner and climbs up on the middle rope where she starts hammering down with right hands. Warren picks Enchantra up off the mat but has her right knee kicked out from underneath her dropping Warren to one knee and allows Enchantra to connect with the MARK OF THE PARIAH!
Enchantra isn’t able to capitalize as a flock of black-clad individuals slide over the barricade from various sections of the crowd. Each member has a shirt that says PETA on it and is wearing masks that have PETA on the forehead area. They pull Enchantra out of the ring while the referee is turned away looking at the action in the ring, and proceed in a beatdown followed by picking her up tossing her high into the air and letting her splat on the floor hard. They grab her up and hold her while one of them pulls her PETA mask off revealing to the PETA CEO herself Ingrid Newkirk.
Inside the ring Bobby dumps Latoya over the top rope and sends her crashing down to the floor where he capitalizes making the cover!
1!!
2!!
3!!
The bell rings, but PETA’s actions have caught the crowd’s attention.
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: BOBBY RAY WILLIS
Match Time: 15:23
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Ingrid Newkirk: Nobody took me up on my bounty offer from two months ago, but I told you if needed we would take matters into our own hands. You murdered another animal this past weekend. An innocent pink puppy. So now that the world knows we mean business, I do not wish to keep getting my hands dirty with barbaric monsters like you, so once again I am offering a bounty for someone in the locker room to monitor Enchantra’s actions from now on, and if she dares hurt another animal, you will punisher her, and keep punishing her until she stops her heinous attacks on helpless animals.
On Ingrid’s order, the flock leaves through the crowd.
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We cut outside to the parking lot where it’s pure chaos. Cars are upturned. Alarms are going off. The army of security afforded to the Climate Change Arena is having a hard time managing the mass of pro-Palestinian people led by the trio of climate control legend Greta Thunberg, Amazon owner Jeff Bezos, and WGWF wrestler Artemis with her muse Donatello dressed the same.
Artemis is dressed in the colors of the Palestine flag and is waving it along with everyone else.
MOB OF PROTESTERS: ARTEMIS IS PALESTINE! PALESTINE IS ARTEMIS! ARTEMIS IS PALESTINE! PALESTINE IS ARTEMIS! ARTEMIS IS PALESTINE! PALESTINE IS ARTEMIS!
WGWF interviewer Denise Essex is always at the right time and the right place and flags them down.
Denise Essex: Artemis, my god what is this? I can’t believe you were actually serious about holding a protest like this.
Artemis: Everything I’ve said since coming to WGWF has been true. I haven’t told a lie because such a thing is unbecoming of me. During the press conference Greta and Mr. Bezos invited me to, I exposed Chris and Candice Page for their very Israeli-like aggressions against me, their bullying of me, and their refusal to trade me to the Smash brand. I’m literally the living embodiment of the poor Palestinian people trapped in Gaza because I’m trapped in this Brawl brand with the evil zionist apartheid Pages and just like Israel, the Pages are going to unleash another of their diabolical weapons tonight, in the form of that giant wrecking ball of a woman, Kelly Taylor! But I will prevail Allahameda!
She completely butchers the last word but most of the protesters with her aren’t even from Palestine, they’re a bunch of woke white college students and cheer anyway, then from the side comes GLOW (Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling) legend Palestina. The notorious heel snatches the mic away from Denise and goes crazy at the camera.
G.L.O.W. LEGEND PALESTINA: Artemis is the new me! I suffer many agression from GLOW promoter, the great satan, David McLane! Many racist from that company and he make me lose to them! He know if he let me fight them my way I KILL THEM ALL especially that stupid Mexican referee! He never count three for me! Stupid infidel! We support Artemis tonight and all nights to come!
Denise gets her mic back and quickly asks another question.
Denise Exxes: Artemis what do you even expect to accomplish with this? You know Candice won’t take this lying down!
Artemis: Then she can take it standing up or sitting down. I don’t care. My goal is simple. This protest and my pending victory over Kelly Taylor will force the Israeli-wannabes to trade me to the Smash brand. That’s all there is to it.
Artemis and her inner circle blow past Denise, except for Jeff Bezos who gets in a quick word.
Jeff Bezos: And yes it is true. I’ve banned Chris and Candice Page from Amazon and have done the same to all of CCPE until they course correct.
The camera cuts to a series of commercials and when we come back to the show, the protestors have invaded the backstage area, overwhelming the security units enough to get to the office belonging to General Manager Candice Page.
PROTESTORS: FREE PALESTINE! FREE ARTEMIS! FREE PALESTINE! FREE ARTEMIS!FREE PALESTINE! FREE ARTEMIS! FREE PALESTINE! FREE ARTEMIS!
Candice is not in the office so they ransack it, turning the office into what looks like the remnant of a shattered village in a third-world country that’s been run through by a natural disaster. This action forces the security agents along with newly arriving Seattle police officers to engage, forcing the throng back out into the parking lot where they cuff and stuff many of them into cars, most notably Greta Thunberg.
Artemis is seen trying to get cuffed herself, possibly to use as an excuse to not wrestle tonight, but the WGWF Head of Security pulls her and Donatello from the fire so to speak, and marches them down the corridor to their dressing room, where they will remain under close supervision until her match with Kelly Taylor happens.
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“No. 99” by Joey Bada$$ blasts through the PA and the Climate Pledge arena comes unglued.
Derrick Diamond: It was a crazy Cannabis Cup for this man, Cent.
Centurion: Out early, back in on the second chance, a big win over Cable, and a wild finish against Cholo Santana!
Derrick Diamond: Spencer came up just short, but we were told Badmon would be here and it looks like he’s here to deliver on that.
Complete with Pro Wrestling Valor’s Key to the Kingdom on a chain around his neck, which he lifts up and flashes for the camera, Spencer makes his way down to the ring. He stops halfway down the ramp to point to one side of the parted crowd and then the other, mouthing the three word refrain for call and response.
Crowd: BADMON! BADMON! BADMON!
Centurion: For those that didn’t see, that key around his neck guarantees Spencer a shot at SEB or whoever else happens to be their world champion at the date and place of his choosing.
Derrick Diamond: Could be here, Cent!
Centurion: Only time will tell!
Badmon rounds the corner towards the ring steps and leans back on the apron, gripping the top rope with his right hand and motioning for a mic from ringside crew with his left.
Derrick Diamond: Seems to be in good spirits.
He slides through the ropes and begins a methodical pace back and forth as the “Badmon!” chants continue and the music cuts out. Looking down towards the mat, he motions for them to continue before waving his hand and bringing it to a halt.
Spencer Adams: Monday Night Brawl.
Crowd: WOOOO!
Spencer Adams: I’m not blowing smoke when I tell you that I’m EXCITED to be here on Brawl, excited that my brother both in this ring and outside of it CJ PHOENIX is here on Brawl!
Crowd: KIIIIIIING SHIT! KIIIIIIIIIING SHIT! KIIIIIIIIING SHIT!
Centurion: No word about when we’ll be seeing the return of CJ to WGWF, but the draft picks don’t lie!
Spencer Adams: Hell, even in falling short against the guy, I’m excited for Cholo Santana.
Crowd: CHO-LO! CHO-LO! CHO-LO! CHO-LO!
Spencer Adams: Yeah, I get it. I don’t blame you. We’re all big fans of Cholo around here, folks. Credit, he hasn’t seen the last or even the beginning of Spencer Adams…but I digress. The reason that I’m here is because being a first round draft pick is a responsibility. Contract or no contract..cup or no cup…title or no title..I owe it to all of you to show up and let you know that this is REAL. Every time I step foot into this ring and pick up a mic or lace up a pair of boots, this becomes my joint. From here on out-
Derrick Diamond: Oh boy.
Centurion: Morgan has been persistent and we’ve heard the rumors. He’s got Spencer on his radar.
Badmon is cut off by thick bassline of “Money” as a grinning Mr. Mark Morgan and the human meat wall Denir Acar make their way down towards ringside. The theme cuts and Mark immediately opens his mouth to a sprinkle of boos through a jog up the steps and through the ropes. Denir marches up behind him as Mark claps for Adams.
Mr. Mark Morgan: BAAAAADMON!
Spencer Adams: Can I help you?
Mr. Mark Morgan: I think so! Tell me you looked over that contract, baby! Lots of good stuff in there, lots of good stuff!
Spencer Adams: I did.
Mr. Mark Morgan: And?
Spencer Adams: I don’t remember reading anything about you coming out here and cutting off my time with my people.
Mr. Mark Morgan: What can I say? Triple M is hungry like Ellen at a coochie buffet!
Centurion: I’m pretty sure-
Derrick Diamond: Hold up. Let him cook.
Mr. Mark Morgan: Let’s not kid ourselves, Mr. Adams. You’re good, GREAT even, but you haven’t exactly been flawless here.
Spencer Adams: I suppose you think that you and dead eyes here are gonna change that?
Mr. Mark Morgan: You bet your hide!
Spencer Adams: So…I sign the contract and I get you and the big guy?
Mr. Mark Morgan: Complete loyalty!
Spencer Adams: ..and the two of you watch my back, you make sure I run roughshod through everyone and help slingshot me to the TOP of this business?
Mr. Mark Morgan: Taking the words out of my mouth!
Adams makes a theatrically curious face, stroking his beard in contemplation before raising the mic back to his lips.
Spencer Adams: I’ll pass.
Mr. Mark Morgan: Hard to get. You know what? Fair enough. I’m willin’ to work for it.
Mark looks to his side and smacks Denir on the shoulder.
Mr. Mark Morgan: WE are willin’ to work for it.
Spencer Adams: I’m good.
Mr. Mark Morgan: I was kinda hopin’ I didn’t have to do this, but we’re here to make this thing work..so what do you say that next Brawl we have ourselves a little match.
Spencer Adams: What are you? Sixty?
Mr. Mark Morgan: I was thinkin’ more like Spencer Adams vs. Denir Acar in an exhibition match.
Centurion: Oh shit! That’s a big boy we’re talking about!
Spencer Adams: I reaaaaallly don’t think you want that, chief. If you’re out here trying to build something up, Spencer Adams tearing it down day one isn’t gonna do you any favors.
Mr. Mark Morgan: Five minutes against this Turkish tank here. You last that long, we’ll look elsewhere and this negotiatin’ ends….but if you can’t..you sign that contract and the three of us become a freaking FORCE in this company!
Spencer Adams: Survive five minutes?
Mr. Mark Morgan: That’s right.
Adams steps forward and stares up at Acar with the mic still in hand.
Spencer Adams: Mark, I’ve gotta be honest with you. I’m already getting tired of this “negotiating”. You wanna talk about me lasting five minutes? How about I put your boy here down for the three count and you take both your white asses back across 8 mile.
Adams flips the mic up and lets it fall to the mat, extending the handshake towards Mark.
Mr. Mark Morgan: You’ve got a deal!
Centurion: It’s official! Spencer Adams and the debuting Denir Acar on the next Brawl!
Derrick Diamond: Just looking at Denir and knowing what we know about Spencer, I think we’ve got a banger on our hands!
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We see Brooke Hernandez (formerly Blakely) overlooking the city from a high rise balcony. She shakes her head as she speaks softly
Brooke: There comes a time when everyone must make a choice. We come to a crossroads of sorts and we think, do we jump and have faith in a God who has seemingly betrayed us?
She climbs up and looks over the edge of the balcony. She laughs like mad as she steps down.
Brooke: Or do we kiss the demon and give our soul over to hell as we know it? Do we let the demon have our soul forever just to stay relevant. I have given my soul to the demon. SYNN has molded me and now it is my turn to show what fear is. Doesn't matter who, Chris Page, I am requesting...no..I am DEMANDING you offer me a sacrifice on the next edition of Brawl. I won't take no for an answer. Deliver them on a silver platter or I will embarrass you and your whole damn roster. Got it? Good.
She smiles as she covers the camera with her hand and the scene fades to black.
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The WGWF cameras cut to the ring where we see a big table that plays host to a tote filled to the brim with stuffed animals. Next to it is a large plate of spongecake and several pink SOLO brand cups. Next to the cups is a various array of juices, Cranberry Sprite (pink), and Strawberry Milk. Hood brand.
As Jenny’s music hits, pink and purple confetti begins to fall from the ceiling.
Diamond: And the Television Championship Coronation Ceremony has begun, it seems. She told us she was gonna do it.
Centurion: I’m going to get something from the vending machine, do you want anything?
Smoke billows from the entrance as Jenny makes her way onto the ramp to a mixed crowd reaction. She walks down the ramp and into the ring, standing in the middle and holding up HER belt.
She wipes the black lipstick a bit, and rubs it on the face of one of the stuffed animals. There is a microphone on the table as well. She grabs it.
Jenny: “Wow! Look at all that egg on your faces! Scrambled, over easy, over hard, poached…..runny. All of that egg drips down and Jenny Myst stands here in the center of the WGWF ring as YOUR Television Champion. Nobody believed that I could come here and turn this company on its ear. Nobody believed that Jenny could uproot the established order and completely change the landscape of such a well known federation in less than six full months. I came in and was thrown to the wolves immediately, and I told all of you that change was coming. You chose not to believe me. Kim Pain and Amber Mansley chose not to believe me. They were too caught up in their own egos to give ol’ Jenny a second glance. What they failed to do, besides being competent in the ring, is to do their homework. I have won this title a record three times over in XWF, and now the fourth time of my career here in WGWF. But it's not about how many times, no, but it's about WHO I defeated to win it. One of them was a man who misspells his own name. It was Garry, with two R’s for some reason, Ray Ray Nelson. Meh, light work. One of them, the most recent one, was our lovely fuhrer and moral counselor, Chris Page. How many of you back there can say you have a win over Chris Page, mmmm?”
She smiles, taking a sip of one of the pink solo cups and swallowing with an audible “ahh”. She smacks her lips before continuing.
Jenny: “But perhaps my most memorable Television Title win of them all was against that man right there………”
She points to the commentary booth with an intense look before smiling big and waving.
Jenny: “Centurion. A bonafide legend. A man who I watched from the moment I got into the business, and a man who was seemingly unbeatable. A man who rolled in circles I could only hope to one day draw. A man who had big match, who had spotlight, who had ‘Hall of Fame’ painted all over him like a Bob Ross nature scene. A man who did the very thing that led to this coronation ceremony today………..a man who underestimated Jenny Myst.”
The crowd buzzes a bit, and it seemed as though all of their eyes were on the commentary booth.
Derrick Diamond: Did ya do that, Cent? Did you underestimate her?
Centurion doesn’t comment, but has a look as sharp as daggers on his face.
Jenny: “Centurion looked at me like a small fish in a big pond, like he had an off week that week and double-booked his masseuse. Centurion looked at me like an hors d'oeuvre before the main course. I can keep going, but I think you catch my drift. My entire career—--hold on….”
She sips from the pink cup again, and smacks her lips.
Jenny: “Dry air in here. Anyway…….my point is, that I have spent my entire career being the underdog, being looked down upon by guys like Centurion. I have made an entire career out of proving them wrong. I am in a zone right now, I have hit my stride and and if Centurion ever decides to leave his cushy gig being Derrick Diamonds sidecar, best believe I’d beat his ass again.”
There is some static on the airwaves as Centurion take his headset off and tosses it, standing up. The crowd pops.
Derrick: “Sit down. She is trying to bait you into doing something dumb. Don’t feed into her.”
She smiles and waves before taking another sip of juice.
Jenny; “I guess what I am trying to say is that if I stood toe-to-toe with men like Centurion…..who would possibly think I’d be afraid of Amber Manly and Kim Painful-to-Watch? I beat all odds and now I am going to be a fighting champion, ready to take on all comers. I am going to give this belt relevance again. I am going to lift it out of the mud, just like I did over in XWF, and make this title must-see TV each and every week. When and if Kim Pain ever decides to come back, I’ll give her another chance to lose to me. Amber, though……..oh, Amber, now that you’re drafted to Smash I hate to say it but you blew your chance………you failed……and now you can head over there to the B show where you belong and rot like you deserve.”
She finishes the solo cup and tosses it behind her.
Centurion: Do they have play-off music? I’ve seen Grammy Speeches shorter than this.
Jenny: “In order to be a multiple time champion, it means you have to lose the belt, at least once, in order to gain it back. I don’t plan on being a multiple time champion here, because I don’t plan on ever losing this belt. So get used to seeing this face for a long…….long time.”
She smiles big in the ring before looking over at a fluffy pink barrel trash can, stuffed to the bring what envelopes.
Jenny: So enough about that………and onto something bigger and better! Fanmail……….”
Centurion: Jesus……can’t we go to commercial?
Derrick: And cheat the fans out of getting their letters read live?
Centurion: Please….if you actually think she didn’t write those—-
Jenny pulls out the first letter and opens it.
Jenny: “It’s from a ‘Ruby, from Los Angeles’. I like LA….not as much as my Las Vegas, but LA is nice………anyway……..
Jenny clears her throat.
Jenny: “Jen—you’ve made such a big impression for someone so small! I am proud of you!
Cute…..a short joke…….. Anyway….
‘I am writing to let you know that I also love Sponge Cake! We should meet up soon.”
Jenny holds the letter to her chest with an “aww”.
Jenny: “Awww. Rubes. That probably isn’t going to happen but I love your optimism. Thank you. I’ll make sure to send you some spongecake. Okay………Next…….”
She pulls another letter out of the barrel and her mouth twists a bit.
Jenny: “From……………Ruby. Okay, could be a coincidence………..”
She clears her throat again.
Jenny: “Jen—--I LOVE your outfit. The dress, the fishnets, all of it. So adorable.”
Jenny tosses the letter and picks up another.
Ruby.
Another.
Ruby.
Another.
Ruby.
Her lip turns into a snarl.
She picks up a letter that doesn’t have a name on the “FROM” section. Her snarl turns into a small smile as she opens it.
Jenny: “Jen—----
I think you will do just nicely……….
Sincerely………..”
She pauses…………
Jenny: “Ruby.”
Jenny walks over to the table and pours a Cranberry Sprite, sipping it with a perplexed look on her face.
Derrick: “The master of mind games just got out-dueled here. Who is Ruby?
Centurion: “Jenny looks genuinely disturbed here.”
Jenny finishes her drink and begins to cut the sponge cake. She puts it on plates and begins to hand it out to the front row.
WGWF then goes, mercifully, to commercial.
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CENTURION: Up next on Brawl we will see Artemis who was very quick to display her distaste in being drafted by the Brawl brand taking on the newcomer in Kelly Taylor.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Kelly Taylor has a major opportunity to shock the world and a huge upset victory could do wonders for her start here in WGWF.
Both ladies stand in opposite corners of the ring waiting for the bell to sound. The fans seem to be split due to her reaction to being drafted here. Half the fans are displaying hatred with loud excessive booing reigning down from the nosebleed section. The other half is chanting her name trying to rally behind her. Both ladies meet in the middle of the ring where they exchange words back and forth. With the hatred heating up between the two of them it wasn’t long before Artemis used her finger in front of her mouth to silence the crowd before hitting Kelly across the face with a slap. The echo was loud as the crowd reacted to it.
CENTURION: Come on now that was just disrespectful.
DERRICK DIAMOND: She left a red mark across the left side of her face that will definitely sting.
Kelly was holding the left side of her face after being stung with that shot as Artemis followed up with a russian leg sweep sending her crashing down to the mat. Well Kelly was down on the mat rolling around and Artemis took the time to walk around the ring celebrating and posing. Taunting her opponent was the perfect way possible she could think to welcome her to the company. Still on the mat but not rolling anymore Artemis was able to hit a standing lionsault crashing down with impact. Thinking she is can make this a quick night she dropped down to the mat herself and went for a light cover on Kelly.
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Kick out by Kelly.
CENTURION: So much for an easy night.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Kelly Taylor has some more fight in her.
Getting up after the cover she looked in the direction of the referee and began arguing about how she felt it was a slow count. Picking up Kelly by the hair and standing her back up to her feet she tried to set up for The Birth of Venus but Kelly was able to dodge out of the way. Countering the move with a ripcord clothesline catching Artemis off guard also sending her crashing to the mat.
CENTURION: That was one well scouted counter.
DERRICK DIAMOND: It only matters if she is able to take advantage of it.
Artemis rolling around on the mat and slapping it repeatedly in frustration isn’t paying attention to Kelly Taylor at the moment. Picking up Artemis for a snap suplex Artemis was able to hook the leg to prevent Kelly from lifting her up. With a counter of her own she was able to hit Kelly with a brainbuster that looked very dangerous. At this point the crown had exploded chanting her name louder and louder as she continued to bring the action to Kelly. Kelly wobbled her way to her feet as Artemis was setting up behind her out of her field of vision. The moment she turned around to face the right way she was met with a flying forearm that sent her right back down to the mat. This time wasting little to no time Artemis quickly went for the cover.
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Artemis grabbed her by the hair and head and raised her shoulders before the three count obviously having more intentions.
CENTURION: For what possible reason would she be doing that.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I am speechless right now but let’s hope that it doesn’t cost her.
Smirking from ear to ear it was clear that Artemis had other plans and expectations on how she wanted this match to end. Guiding Kelly up from the mat she walked her back to the middle of the ring well she was still groggy from the flying clothesline trying to regain composure. Setting her up for The Birth of Venus one more time. This time she connects with the massive superkick sending Kelly flying backwards to the mat motionless.
CENTURION: That has got to be it just pin her for crying out loud.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I don’t know Artemis seems so hesitant to pin Kelly. It is quite obvious she isn’t moving at all.
Still not contempt for herself she waited patiently for Kelly to stand up who was slowly making herself up from one knee. As Kelly got her bearing together she was in a bad position when Artemis the Tower of Babel as she executed the tilt-a-whirl ddt to perfection.
CENTURION: Is she going to go for the cover now?
DERRICK DIAMOND: This is getting out of hand now. Someone should do something about this.
Taking a seat in the middle of the ring it looked like she was going to go for the pinfall but instead she sat down next to Kelly. With a smirk on her face she laughed as Kelly laid motionless in pain. It was at this time she wanted to make a statement. Waiting for the right moment she slapped the head of Kelly a few times to make sure she knew she was still there. After a few slaps she locked Kelly and The Sistine Madonna submission applying as much pressure as humanly possible.
CENTURION: Are my eyes deceiving me? When was the last time you saw three finishers in a row?
DERRICK DIAMOND: It’s not very often in WGWF we have someone who comes out and does this bit here we have it right in front of our very own eyes.
Kelly is completely out on the mat with no resistance. Letting go of the submission hold before the referee even had a chance to count or ring the bell. Dropping down to the mat again this time she goes for the pinfall on Kelly.
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2!!
THREE…
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: ARTEMIS
Match Time: 6:45
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CENTURION: For Kelly’s sake I am glad that this match is finally over.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Definitely an impressive but yet excessive victory on the behalf of Artemis.
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The camera cuts backstage and pans back to show Spencer Adams walking through the corridor. The camera angle widens and we see Devlin Knight walking the other way. He realises Spencer is there and holds an arm out to stop him.
Devlin Knight: Hey man, listen I never got the chance to tell you before that I thought you were super unlucky at the Cannabis Cup. But if you’ll allow me I’d like to have a chat about something I think is quite beneficial…
Spencer looks at Devlin and points to him, then to back to himself.
Spencer Adams: You? And me? Something to chat about?
Spencer just scoffs and shakes his head chuckling as he pats Devlin on the shoulder dismissively and walks away leaving Devlin standing there.
Devlin: Alright cool, yeah… Good chat man… Thanks.
Devlin sighs and walks away as we cut back to ringside.
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The bell rings as we see Toddrick Tabor Ramsey and Jay Omega start off the match, the two circle each other before locking arms. Omega uses his experience to lock in a standing side headlock before executing a hip toss into a headlock on the canvas before Toddrick rolls him over on his shoulders for a quick count
1!!!
Tw…
Omega manages to kick out after the count of one, both get up as Toddrick gets hip tossed onto the canvas as Omega locks in a wristlock while driving his knee into the shoulder blade of Toddrick as he tries to get back to his feet once again. Pushing Omega into the ropes for an Irish Whip as Omega comes off the ropes and Toddrick drops him with a picture perfect dropkick, moving forwards Omega who quickly crawls over towards his corner as Alex Richards tags himself in.
Centurion: Here comes the powerhouse of the team!!
Toddrick measures Richards up who is flexing his muscles in an attempt to intimidate the Toddrick who turns its head towards Austin, who has already extended his hand to tag himself in. Toddrick looks at the crowd, asking whether they want him to be tagged in as Austin has his face locked upon Richards while having his hand extended.
Derek Diamond: It’s time for Austin to prove the world that he can flex his muscles as good as anyone else!!!
Centurion: Flex?? Never mind….,
Toddrick smiles as the crowd gets excited for a possible tag as Austin comes in, Austin gets in the face of Richards as he is determined to prove a point. Richards pushes Austin away, turning his back towards the former tag team champion as he tells the world that Austin is no match for him. We see him turn around and then gets a spinning heel kick send into his midsection before following it up with a swinging neck breaker. Austin gets up and stares at the downed Richards before looking around the arena as he is completely focused.
Centurion: I thin Richards got the memo sent by the Ramseys!!!
Austin turns his attention back towards his opponent, noticing Richards slowly getting to his hands and feet, shaking his head as Austin runs the ropes and sets himself up for a scissors kick to the back of Richards head. But Richards explodes from this position and catches Austin in the midsection with a shoulder block into the turnbuckles, driving his shoulders several times into his midsection before executing a Belly to Belly Suplex before going for the cover.
1!!!
2!!!
Thr….
Austin manages to get his shoulder off the canvas as Alex Richards tags in Omega as he lifts Austin’s left arm up in the air as Omega comes off the middle turnbuckle with an axhandle into the ribs of Austin. This causes him to drop down to the canvas as Omega pulls him back to his feet and locks in an Abdominal Stretch while pushing his fist into the painful ribs of Austin who tries to get him out of the grip but is unable to do so.
Centurion: Great tactics from the experienced Omega to ground the highflyer Austin Ramsey.
The official checks in on Austin, asking him if he is able to continue to compete and Austin tells him to get out of his face as he manages to toss Omega over his hip into breaking out of the Abdominal Stretch as he falls down to the canvas in an attempt to crawl over towards his corner to tag in Toddrick.
Derek Diamond: Flex those arm muscles and crawl Austin!!!
Centurion: One suggestion Derek.
Derek Diamond: What’s that Cent??
Derek Diamond: Please quit your visit to the gym okay??
Austin slowly crawls towards Toddrick, whose arm is extended as far as possible in an attempt to tag in, only to have Alex Richards pull him off the apron before Austin could tag himself out. Omega jumps Austin and wraps him in a Chicken wing Submission hold, trying to put even more pressure on Austin as he reaches over towards the ropes and grabs the bottom rope in order for the official to break the hold.
Centurion: That was a big break for Austin, or else he would have probably be forced to tap out!!!
On the outside we see Alex Richards grab Toddrick as he whips Toddrick over the guardrail before walking over towards his corner and accepts the tag from Omega. He then turns his attention towards Austin and grabs him in a Bearhug after pulling him back towards his feet, squeezing his powerful arms around the injured ribs as Austin screams out in agonizing pain. Austin tries to get his arms between the powerful arms of Richards in order for to loosen the grip, but the power of Richards causes that to be stopped as he squeezes even tighter. We see Toddrick hop over the barricades and get back on the apron and starts to clap his hands to cheer Austin on as the crowd follows his lead. We see Austin spread his arms and then slaps them against the temples of Richards as that forces Richards to break the hold before getting a desperate dropkick to his head as that sends him in the ropes and his arms get tied up between the top and middle rope as Austin tries desperately to crawl over towards his corner as Toddrick is jumping up and down in excitement. We see Omega charge in on Toddrick and pushes him off the apron before turning his attention towards Richards in an attempt to break his arms from the ropes as the official is warning him to get out.
Derek Diamond: Tough break for Austin!!
Austin pushes himself off the canvas, sees Omega trying to free the left arm of Richards as he jumps up behind him and executes a Zig Zag to Omega before Omega rolls automatically out of the ring before Austin crawls towards his corner where we see Toddrick hop back on. Richards manages to break free as he runs over towards Austin, but is unable to stop him from tagging in Toddrick
Centurion: There comes Toddrick!!!
Toddrick dropkick’s Richards, sending him into the turnbuckles before Austin runs up and jumps the big man and executes a headlock Bulldog out of the corner and drops Richards before going for the cover
1!!!
2!!!
Thr…
Richards manages to kick out as Toddrick immediately runs the ropes and jumps the middle rope and comes off the ropes with a Moonsault before hooking the legs of Richards as the official goes for the three count
1!!!
2!!!
Thr…
Richards gets his shoulder off the canvas in time as Toddrick locks in a Camel Clutch submission hold in the middle of the ring as Toddrick pulls hard on the head as the neck muscles of the big man gets pressured into a position that is not natural. Omega slides in the ring, trying to jump Toddrick from behind but gets thwarted in his attempt by an Austin dropkick that sends him into the turnbuckles before executing a high knee in the midsection of Omega before tossing him over the top rope and follows him to the outside as Richards manages to escape the grip as he uses his powerful legs to get up as Toddrick is on his shoulders. Setting Toddrick up to drop him backwards but Toddrick beats him to it as he leans backwards for a Hurricanrana into a pinning position
1!!!
2!!!
Thre…
Richards kicks out as both get up, Richards goes for a clothesline that Toddrick ducks and Toddrick runs the ropes and jumps off the ropes for a spinning heel kick that sends Richards down onto the canvas before climbing the top turnbuckle for a Senton bomb as he goes for the cover
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WINNERS VIA PINFALL: THE SHOW STEALERZ
Match Time: 8:53
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The crowd pops huge as The Ramsey’s have their arms raised in victory!
CENTURION: Big bounce back win for the Show Stealerz! You have to think they still have their eyes on recapturing the Tag Titles.
Toddy and Austin hug it out in the ring as we fade.
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We cut to the outside, where a lone figure can be seen, leaning against the wall of the Climate Pledge Arena. He stays there, contemplating life, as he slowly brings his hand up to his face, sticking the cigarette into his mouth. The crowd inside recognizes the man, as a mixture of boos and cheers can be heard from inside as Denise Essex walks up, focusing on the former two-time World Heavyweight Champion.
DENISE ESSEX: Excuse me, Peter. I was hoping to talk to you tonight. You’ve been the subject of a lot of conversations.
Peter Vaughn turns his head, still holding the cigarette in his mouth. Denise’s mouth twitches, probably with annoyance at the possibility of cigarette smoke coming her way.
DENISE ESSEX: … I didn’t know you were a smoker, Peter.
In response, Vaughn reaches up to the cigarette, pushing it a little further into his mouth. We then hear a crunch, as he bites off the end of it, chewing for a few seconds.
PETER VAUGHN: My fiancé, Sadie, got me some candy cigarettes to help cheer me up. A little bit of nostalgia for… who I used to be.
DENISE ESSEX: … Did you just say fiancé? When did that happen?
PETER VAUGHN: Just this past Friday. Don’t sound so surprised. Things can always change, can’t they?
Denise just stands there for a moment, still trying to wrap her mind around the fact that Peter Vaughn is going to get married. Let’s face it, none of us thought that would ever be a possibility. But Denise is a professional, so she quickly gets back on track.
DENISE ESSEX: Well, Peter, I wanted to ask you about what happened at the Cannabis Cup. It was a fairly shocking Night 2, overall.
PETER VAUGHN: I’d say what happened was pretty obvious, Denise. I lost. The better man won. It happens sometimes in this business. Enigma has shown that he’s one of the best in the world, and I’m sure he’s going to have a strong run as the new Smash Champion. Too bad I won’t be seeing him around here on Brawl, but that’s the way it goes.
DENISE ESSEX: You seem to be taking this all rather well, Peter. If I was to predict what you’d be doing tonight, I’d say you would be in Candice’s office right now, demanding your rematch against the new champion.
Vaughn shakes his head, eating more of the candy cigarette. It really isn’t near as cool-looking once you know what it is, but Vaughn’s never been about “cool”.
PETER VAUGHN: So you’d want me to go after one of my few friends in the world, Cholo, demanding that he fight me for his belt?
DENISE ESSEX: That’s not what I…
PETER VAUGHN: Here’s the truth, Denise. I’m proud of Cholo. Damn proud. He deserves every bit of the acclaim he’s gotten from winning the Cannabis Cup and becoming the new World Champion. This is his time now. I’m betting he’s going to have some amazing matches, starting with either Mac Bane or Goth. If I know Cholo, he’s relishing the option of facing either of them, since he never backs down from a challenge… or a party.
DENISE ESSEX: He is a great guy, no question.
For a moment, Peter glances at Denise, before looking back forward, still working away on the candy cigarette. It’s quickly disappearing, although Vaughn appears to still have most of a pack tucked into the pocket on his coveralls.
DENISE ESSEX: So what does that mean for you, Peter? Are you not planning to try for a third World Championship reign?
PETER VAUGHN: I’d never rule that out, Denise. Anything can happen in the future. But for now… there are other options available for me. Things that I never had a chance to contemplate when I was at the top. Wrestlers I’ve always wanted to face. And there’s always the tag-team ranks… you know, I’ve never been tag-team champion, Denise? Not once, in all the places I’ve competed in.
DENISE ESSEX: That’s pretty surprising, actually.
PETER VAUGHN: Yep. Guess you could say I’ve never been much of a team player. But maybe… maybe things can change going into the new year. Never say never, am I right?
DENISE ESSEX: But, who do you think you’d partner with? Do you have anyone in mind?
PETER VAUGHN: Nope. Cholo’s busy, and I’m not really sure who else would be interested. Guess I’ll have to figure that one out eventually, see where it leads me.
With that, Vaughn finishes off his candy cigarette, crunching away, before turning back to Denise. He picks up a duffel bag off the ground, hiking it up onto his shoulder.
PETER VAUGHN: For now, Denise, I’ve got places to go and people to see. After all… retirement is still far in my future. I’ll see you around.
DENISE ESSEX: Wait, you’re leaving? You’re not coming back inside?
PETER VAUGHN: When you’re not booked, you’re not booked, Denise. But I’m sure I’ll be back in action soon… really soon. Have a good night.
Vaughn pops out another candy cigarette as he turns away, walking towards the parking lot. Denise watches him go, shaking her head at some of the things she’s heard today. We end up cutting back to the arena.
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Seems like Flash may have gotten his way with the snacks because J Mont is with Baby G alone as he is walking down the hallway. It looks as if he is on a mission looking for a particular room or office as he keeps checking the doors as he walks.
J MONT: It has to be around here somewhere.
As J Mont continues his stroll, he sees a man mopping the floor not too far ahead.
J MONT: Hey Vaughn, is that you?
The man with the mop turns around, and when he does, he is truly a ugly mofo, but it's not Vaughn. But the best part of this is, the name tag stitched to his shirt says Peter.
J MONT: Hey champ, you know where I can find the office of Candice Wolf. I mean Candice Page?
PETER: That beautiful woman’s office is right around the corner sir.
J MONT: You don't have to lie to me.
PETER: I am not sir. It’s really around the corner.
J MONT: You said beautiful woman and we all know that Chris Page cannot get one of those.
PETER: Well sir, he is married to Candice, so he did hit the jackpot right there.
J MONT: We all know he did that so he could stay relevant and not go broke like Terrell Owens.
J Mont waves his hand at the Peter guy, and Baby G does the same thing as well. The bond they have is one that most fathers wish they had with their daughters. As J Mont makes his way around the corner, he sees the office with the name Candice Page on it. Before he knocks, he takes a deep breath. It’s almost like he is up to something and preparing himself for what is about to go down.
KNOCK!
KNOCK!
KNOCK!
3 hard bangs on the door, and then you can see Baby G reaching over wanting to hit the door. J Mont turns to the side so that Baby G can get to the door as well.
LIGHT KNOCK!
LIGHT KNOCK!
LIGHT KNOCK!
3 light knocks by Baby G as that million dollar smile appears again. J Mont turns his attention to the door now as he hears the knob turning, and then the door creaks open, you can see Candice Page standing there with a look on her face.
CANDICE PAGE: Do you work for 21 Jump Street now?
J MONT: That’s how you are going to act with your god daughter right here? She knocked on the door for you.
CANDICE PAGE: So, those first 3 loud knocks were her? Got it. I knew you always hit like a…….
J MONT: You better watch your mouth while Gia is around here. What kind of example are you setting for her?
CANDICE PAGE: Like you are in the running for any FATHER of the year awards.
J MONT: Actually, you need to brush up on your Business side of things. The National Father’s Day Council is announcing me as one of the 4 Fathers to be honored at this year's 81st Annual Father Of The Year Awards. Well deserving I may add too.
CANDICE PAGE: How much did you pay for that award?
J MONT: I love how everyone thinks I just BUY everything. I take care of my daughter better than anyone in this world. And she has the best Mother in Mia.
CANDICE PAGE: Where is Mia?
J MONT: She is out with Vhodka doing some wedding stuff, so I told her I would watch Gia.
CANDICE PAGE: So, you watching her means you bring her to Monday Night Brawl AGAIN, and put her in danger?
J MONT: And this is why I am the FATHER of the Year because she won't be in danger.
CANDICE PAGE: What is your plan Einstein?
That sinister smirk of J Mont appears and Candice looks at him wondering what the next chess move is going to be. J Mont kisses Baby G on the cheek, and just like a great NFL Quarterback, J Mont hands off Baby G to Candice. Aikman to Smith. Mahomes to Pacheco. Carr to Kamara. J Mont to Candice.
J MONT: You're the best GODMOTHER! I will be back! Gotta get ready to get to the ring with The Fortunate Ones.
CANDICE PAGE: You have to be kidding me!
Before Candice can do anything else, she has Baby G in her arms and J Mont is gone like he was 15 years old again and running from the police. Candice pushes her door open, and carries in Baby G as things pick back up at ringside.
CENTURION: Great Father. Leave your daughter behind. Someone needs to call DSS!
DERRICK DIAMOND: He is protecting his daughter so she is not in harm's way. You really wanna be J Mont, but you never will.
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The bell sounds as the crowd pops.
CENTURION: I’ve been looking forward to this match since I saw the card announced. For the first time in over six months Tristan Slater is back in a WGWF ring, and he’s already turned a few heads.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I called Slater’s stuff back in the day, and with what I’ve seen out of Devlin Knight since my return to the booth I can safely say that his match is going to be incredible.
The crowd is split with their chants directed toward the ring. Tristan Slater and Devlin Knight emerge from their corners and circle each other where they lock up. Each man jockeys for position before shoving off each other with a stalemate. Delvin and Slater acknowledge each other with a head nod before they lock up a second time where immediately Slater snatches a side headlock, Knight quickly slips free and transitions into a rear hammerlock, Slater looks for a counter before snapping Knight over with a snap mare take over.
Devlin rolls through and gets back to his feet where he evades a pump kick from Slater.
Tristan spins around blocks a right hand and countering with a European Uppercut sending Knight back into the ropes. Slate comes forward looking for an Irish Whip, Devlin reversed and it’s Slater bouncing off the far side where baseball slides between the legs of Knight and gets back to his feet where he snatches a side headlock on Knight and snaps him over to the mat with Knight’s shoulders hitting the mat.
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2!!
Knight counters with a headscissor’s breaking the pin attempt.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Already some transitions and counters on display.
Slater pushes up to his knees and flips over Knight stacking his shoulders to the mat.
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2!!
THR…
Knight bridges up and out of the pin where he turns and counters not into a backslide, but a butterfly suplex that sends Slater crashing to the mat! Knight pops back up to his feet while Slater backs himself up into a neutral corner while the crowd applauds. Knight smirks at Slater who pulls himself up to his feet using the ropes before giving him a wink.
CENTURION: Knight got Slater on that one, and he knows it.
DERRICK DIAMOND: What a night this has turned into and to think we still have Mac Bane and Goth coming up in the Main Event.
Slater and Knight circle each other and lock back up. Knight drives Slater back into the ropes where the referee calls for the clean break. Knight gives the break and backs away toward the center of the ring. Slater comes off the ropes and locks back up with Knight, Tristan drives Knight back into a neutral corner where the referee calls for the break. Slater pats Knight on the head before backing away toward the center of the ring.
CENTURION: Slater has been known to try and play some mind games.
DERRICK DIAMOND: I don’t think Devlin is one to play with though.
Knight is less than impressed as he comes out from the corner and shoves Slater. Slater comes back with a shove of his own. Knight comes back with a hard right hand, Slater fires back with a right, Knight lands a right, Slater lands a right, Knight lands a right, Slater lands a knife-edge chop! Knight comes back with an open-handed chop across the chest followed by a spinning back fist that drops Slater to one knee followed by a lightning-fast shinning wizard!
Knight quickly makes the cover.
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THR…
Slater escapes with a kickout!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Knight has to stay on top of Slater. Tristan is a cagey man inside those ropes.
Devlin reaches his feet. Knight picks Slater up and drives him back into a neutral corner. Knight shoots Slater across the ring, Slater reverses and it’s Knight who crashes into the buckles and Slater charging in behind him with a running step-up knee to the jaw of Devlin that is transitioned into a running bulldog headlock driving Devlin into the mat. Slater pops back up to his feet where he runs and springboards off the middle rope and lands a leg drop across the throat of Knight.
Slater makes the cover hooking the inside leg.
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2!!
THRE…
Knight escapes with a kick out to a pop from the crowd.
CENTURION: Vintage offense by Slater.
Tristan gets to one knee before stepping up to his feet. He picks Devlin up and drives another stiff knife-edge chop across the chest that staggers Knight back several feet yet Devlin comes back with a Superkick from out of nowhere! Devlin sizes up Slater who starts to stir and push himself up off the mat where Knight follows up with a Sling Blade!
Delive rolls out to the ring apron and pulls himself up to his feet where he scales the nearest set of turnbuckles.
Knight sizes Slater up and leaps off with a Diving Elbow Drop across the chest! Devlin makes the cover hooking the inside leg.
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2!!
THRE…
Slater escapes with a kick out while Knight immediately transitions into a rear chin lock. The referee slides into position asking Slater to surrender. Tristan refuses as we get a split screen revealing MAC BANE watching on from a monitor backstage.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Mac Bane looking on from the back.
CENTURION: Mac was name-dropped by Slater back at the Cannabis Cup along with John Cable. You’d think they’d have had a conversation or two by now.
Slater waves off the referee as he starts working his way back up off the mat where he breaks the hold with a jawbreaker! Slater works his way back to a vertical base where he catches Knight with a boot to the midsection when he gets to his feet, Knight doubles over and it’s Slater who delivers a Piledriver! Slater rolls out to the apron under the bottom rope and pulls himself up to his feet. Slater now starts climbing the turnbuckles. He stands up top and leaps off with a picture-perfect shooting star press!
Slater holds with the cover hooking the inside leg of Knight.
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2!!
THRE…
Devlin kicks out to a pop from the crowd!
CENTURION: Knight keeps this alive! You gotta ask will this match have implications for the now vacated Intercontinental Championship?
Slater finds his way back to his feet where he picks Knight up off the mat and rocks him with a stiff European Uppercut followed by a striking kick to the upper right quad. Slater takes Knight back into the ropes where he shoots him across the ring, Knight reverses and it’s Slater bouncing off the near side where he leaps with a flying cross-body block that Knight drops down to the mat and evades sending Slater crashing and burning!
Knight gets to his feet and immediately snatches the right ankle of Slater and locks in a standing ankle lock submission!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Ankle Lock by Knight! He’s got Slater in the middle of the ring!
The crowd pops huge as Knight cranks on the right ankle. The referee slides into position asking Slater to surrender, which he refuses. Knight cranks on the right ankle as we see Slater push himself up off the mat and roll through while transitioning into a Crippler Crossface! The referee now starts asking Devlin to surrender as Slater has the crossface locked in tight! The referee continues to ask Devlin to surrender, and he refuses once again before transitioning into a pinning combination as he rolls over stacking Slater’s shoulders to the mat.
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2!!
THRE…
Slater releases the hold to avoid being pinned.
CENTURION: Nice counter by Knight which seemingly forced the break of the Crossface.
Slater gets to a vertical base and picks Knight up where he laces him across the chest with a violent chop across the bare chest that echoes throughout the arena in Seattle. Slater drives Knight back into the ropes and shoots him across the ring, Knight bounces off the ropes and is caught with a Tilt-A-Whirl back-breaker by Slater!
Tristan forces the cover with his right forearm across the nose as he grinds it down while making the cover.
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2!!
THRE…
Knight kicks out.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Slater can’t allow himself to get frustrated. He’s been known to have a temper.
Slater steps back up to his feet where he calls for the Candian Destroyer!
CENTURION: Slater’s going for it all!
Knight rolls over to his chest and begins pushing himself up off the mat and back to one knee before stepping up to a vertical base. Slater comes forward with a boot to the midsection doubling Devlin over. Slater sets him up for the Flip Piledriver but it’s Knight who counters with a back body drop!
Slater scurries back to his feet where he walks into a Fireman’s Carry up across the shoulders of Knight who lands the GTS!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Knight-Knight!
Devlin can’t make the immediate cover, but manages to make it!
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2!!
THRE…
Slater kicks out!
CENTURION: Slater is a former multiple-time WGWF World Heavyweight Champion, and he’s showing us all why!
Devlin can’t believe it as he gets to both knees glancing over at the referee who shows him two fingers. Knight steps back up to his feet and calls for the Tiger Driver 91! The crowd erupts with a huge pop. Devlin reaches down to pick Slater up. He hooks him up for the Tiger Driver but Slater spins out before he’s hoisted in the air and catches Devlin with a Code Breaker!
Slater crawls into the cover hooking the inside leg.
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2!!
THRE…
Knight escapes with a kick out! Slater gets to both knees with the referee showing him two fingers. Slater steps back up to his feet where he sets Knight up for the Flip Piledriver! Knight counters with a back body drop sending Slater over the top rope and crashing down to the arena floor! Knight gets back to a vertical base and sizes up Slater who is getting back to his feet while the referee lays the count to him. Knight propels himself over the top rope crashing down upon Slater with a slingshot cross-body block! The crowd roars loudly as Devlin starts to work his way back up to his feet. The referee continues laying the count to both men as Devlin reaches down picking Slater up off the floor. Devlin looks for a scoop slam! Slater slides down the back of Knight and spins him around in a full circle! Slater looks for a Superkick! Knight catches the foot and spins Slater around in a complete circle where he looks to behead him with a clothesline from hell!
Slater ducks and in the process dives back into the ring just before the referee’s count of ten!
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WINNER VIA COUNTOUT: TRISTAN SLATER
Match Time: 19:21
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CENTURION: Slater beat the count!
The Seattle crowd is far from pleased with the finish as Devlin can’t believe it. Tristan points to his head outsmarting the situation as he turns toward the hard camera, runs his hands across his waist while calling out for the Intercontinental Championship.
DERRICK DIAMOND: You hate to see a match end like this, and I’m sure this isn’t going to be the last time we see Tristan Slater and Devlin Knight.
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The scene fades in and we find ourselves in Candice “VooDoo” Page’s office about 30 mins after Gia Montuori’s father dropped her off. VooDoo had called over at the Velvet Rabbit’s day care, set up for employees' kids and asked them to bring over some toys and a baby cage and one of those high chairs that attach to the table; which was currently attached to the side of her desk and Gia was playing with some toys.
Are you hungry, Baby G? She asked. Want Auntie Voo to get you something to eat? She smiled real big and thought of JMont. I know the perfect thing.
VooDoo picked up the phone and dialed the extension to one of the kitchens.
Hey, this is Candice. She paused for a moment and listened. Nah, I am good, but thanks for offering, you know I love trying new things. What I am looking for is a nice saucy plate of spaghetti. She glanced over at Gia, looking all cute and innocent, not knowing that her Godmomma was about to weaponize her against her daddy and his wardrobe. And cut the noodles up in little pieces, it’s for Gia. We don’t even need silverware, she can use her hands. She paused again. Awesome, thank you.
Candice hung up the phone and looked over at Gia.
I can’t wait to see your daddy’s face when he comes all strutting in here and sees you. Just remember, Auntie Voo loves you.
Candice chuckles quietly to herself before her attention is taken by a knock coming from her office door..
Candice yells for them to come in.
Candice Page: How can I help you?
Staff Member: Yes Mrs. Page, a young man has an appointment to see you.
Candice thinks for a moment before having a light bulb over her head moment.
Candice Page: Of course send him in.
The staff member nods their head and exits out of the office, a couple minutes later a well fit young man walks into the room wearing a Nike track suit and sneakers. Candice extends her hand and he shakes it firmly and confidently with a smile.
Candice Page: Jordan it is so nice to finally put a face to the name. Our talent scouts have been so high about but like we discussed on the phone we have a deep talented roster and we just don't hand out spots to anyone.
Jordan shakes his head in understanding.
Jordan Reed: Yes ma'am I understand, my father always told me nothing is ever handed to you, if you want it bad enough you have to go earn it and I'm prepared to do just that.
Candice nods her head in approval.
Candice Page: That's what I wanted to hear, so there's what I'm going to do or you Jordan, im
Going to give you a tryout match on Brawl next week and if you win, you'll get a WGWF contract but if you lose that's it, no second chances.
Jordan nods his head and shakes Candice Page's hand.
Jordan Reed: Thank you for this opportunity Mrs. Page, I promise I won't let you down.
Candice nods her head and then Jordan take his leave out of her office. Candice then looks into the camera
Why hello Monday Night Brawl! I certainly hope you’ve enjoyed the show thus far. The crowd is heard screaming in approval. “That’s great to hear. Now, I’m sure you all saw Cholo’s choice at the top of the show, and now with the Intercontinental Championship vacant, I suppose the best thing to do is crown a new Champion!” The crowd responds with another pop. “Over the next several Brawl events, we are going to have ourselves qualifying matches to determine who will move onto our first BRAWL ONLY Pay-Per-View Event, First Dance, live January 21, 2024! There’s a knock on Candice’s door. She walks across the room and opens it to find arena catering pushing a small tray of spaghetti. “Put it by the kid”.
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CENTURION: Here we go! It’s not going to take long to crown a number one contender for our January Pay-Per-View extravaganza; First Dance.
DERRICK DIAMOND: There is A LOT of history between Mac Bane and Goth spanning back years in Sin City Wrestling, but this is a WGWF first-time meeting in singles action. I can’t wait!
CENTURION: You don’t have too.
The crowd is solidly behind Goth as the opening bell for our Main Event. Goth and Mac walk out from their corners going face to face in the center of the ring. Both men know the stakes, they have a few choice words with each other before they circle and lock up. Bane muscles Goth back into a neutral corner. The referee calls for the break and is given by Bane who backs away from the corner.
CENTURION: After the actions of Mac Bane at the Cannabis Cup I’m shocked he gave a clean break.
DERRICK DIAMOND: It’s early.
Mac calls Goth out from the corner with a motion of his hands. Goth walks out from the corner where he and Mac circle each other and lock horns a second time. Goth quickly snatches a side headlock before being backed up against the ropes and shot across the ring, Goth bounced off the near side and runs over Mac with a running shoulder block that sends Bane down to the mat. Goth looks for an elbow, Mac rolls out of the way sending Goth crashing into the mat. Both men pop back up to their feet with Goth ducking a Mac Bane lariat, Mac spins around in a complete circle and blocks a Goth right hand. Bane looks for a headbutt, Goth evades and snatches a side headlock of his own that Mac transitions into a rear hammerlock. Goth quickly escapes with a snap mare takeover! Goth looks for a kick to the face, Bane drops back to the mat out of the way before countering with a School Boy.
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THR…
Goth escapes with a kick out as both men pop back up to their feet and square off to a stalemate.
CENTURION: You have to think they know each other so well.
We see a split screen showing Cholo watching on from his locker room flanked with the World Heavyweight Championship over his right shoulder. Mac Bane and Goth circle each other and lock up, Mac Bane snatches a side headlock, Goth transitions into a rear hammerlock, Mac Bane counters with a jawbreaker! Bane gets up and picks up Goth!
Bane lands a Side Russian Leg Sweep and floats over into a cover.
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THRE…
Goth escapes with a kick out as we go full screen on the action.
DERRICK DIAMOND: As we can see Cholo is paying close attention to how this one is going to shake out.
Bane gets back to his feet where he picks Goth up off the mat and laces him across the chest with a knife-edge chop echoing throughout the arena. Bane takes Goth back into a neutral corner where he unloads with a series of standing reverse elbows. Mac fires Goth across the ring and into the opposite buckles. Mac rushes in after him only to have Goth throw up his right boot connecting to the jaw of Bane! Goth comes out from the corner where he hooks up Mac and hurls him back into the corner with a Goth-Plex! Goth yanks Bane away from the ropes and makes the cover!
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THRE…
Bane kicks out!
CENTURION: Goth just folded Mac up against the buckles and the mat with that Goth-Plex!
Goth reaches his feet picks up Mac Bane and rocks him with a European Uppercut followed by an open-handed chop across the chest of Bane! Mac swings with a right hand, Goth ducks and catches Mac Bane with an Atomic Drop that sends Bane spilling out through the top and middle ropes and out to the floor! Goth doesn’t hesitate as he bounces off the farside ropes and gains a full head of steam! Goth dives through the top and middle rope connecting with a suicide dive to Mac Bane as he spins around sending Mac sailing back into the security barrier!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Goth with a Suicide Dive!
CENTURION: Both men know the stakes, the winner of this will be the top contender for Cholo and the World Heavyweight Championship.
Goth brings Mac and hurls him back into the ring under the bottom rope. Goth slides into the ring and gets to his feet. Goth backs up into a neutral corner where he climbs up on the middle turnbuckle. Goth leaps off with a second rope fist drop down into the forehead of Bane. Goth makes the cover!
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THRE..
Bane pops a shoulder off the mat!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Another near fall for Goth!
Goth works his way back up to his feet, picks Mac up, and takes him back into the ropes where Goth shoots Mac across the ring with an Irish Whip into the ropes, Mac bounces off the ropes, Goth looks for a boot to the gut, Mac catches the boot and spins Goth around in a complete circle where he turns Goth inside out with a Clothesline from Hell!
Mac makes a cover hooking the outside leg.
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THRE…
Goth escapes with a kick out to a pop from the crowd. We once again get a split screen with Cholo watching on from a monitor in his dressing room.
CENTURION: Cholo watching on eagerly as Bane and Goth continue to wage war to see who is going to be challenging him at the first Brawl Exclusive Pay-Per-View event.
Bane works his way back up to his feet. He picks up Goth and laces him across the chest with a knife-edge chop before booting Goth in the gut doubling him over. Mac sets him up and hoists him up in the air for a powerbomb! Bane runs toward the buckles delivering a Buckle Bomb to Goth! Goth staggers out from the corner into another boot to the midsection that’s followed by a full-on Powerbomb!
Bane makes the cover!
1!!
2!!
THRE…
The crowd explodes as Goth shoots a shoulder off the mat!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Bane can’t afford to get frustrated.
CENTURION: Neither man can afford to be at anything less than their best.
Bane steps back up to his feet and argues the count with the referee before turning his attention back toward Goth. Bane picks up Goth and drives him back into a neutral corner. Mac hoists Goth up to a seated position on the top rope and decks him with a stiff right hand. Bane climbs up to the middle rope and locks onto a front face lock.
Bane attempts the Superplex!
Goth blocks by latching onto the top rope!
Bane attempts a second superplex!
Goth blocks again!
Goth slips down to the mat and brings Bane out from the corner with a running Liger Bomb to a roar from the crowd!
CENTURION: Goth shifts the tide back into his favor!
Goth crawls into the cover!
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Bane kicks out to a huge gasp from the crowd.
DERRICK DIAMOND: Mac Bane kicks out!
Goth gets to both knees breathing heavily as he cuts his eyes toward the referee who shows him two fingers. Goth steps up to his feet picks Mac up by the hair, and shoots him across the ring, Mac ducks a lariat, and Goth spins around into an STO by Bane! Mac gets back to his feet backs up into a neutral corner and hops up to the middle ropes where he leaps off with a diving elbow into the sternum of Goth!
Bane makes the side press with a hook of the leg.
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Goth escapes with a kick out to a huge ovation from the crowd.
CENTURION: Goth kicks out!
DERRICK DIAMOND: What a battle this has turned into! We knew it was going to be hard-hitting, but I didn’t expect this. The question becomes if you’re Goth, how much can you take coming off a vicious Street Fight just two weeks ago?
CENTURION: If Goth showed us anything at the Cannabis Cup he showed he has heart, and that my friend, will take you a long way!
Mac Bane gets back to his feet where he snatches both legs of Goth and effectively locks in a Boston Crab!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Mac’s looking for the submission!
Goth screams out in pain as the referee slides into position asking him to surrender.
CENTURION: Goth’s face tells the story!
Pain is etched on Goth’s face as the crowd rallies behind him chanting his name! It seems to will Goth on as he refuses to surrender and begins to inch his way toward the ropes. Goth finally is able to grab ahold of the bottom rope forcing the referee to call for the break. Mac refuses and the referee begins laying the count to him!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Are we going to see a repeat of the Cannabis Cup?
The referee hits the four count before Mac Bane releases the hold. The crowd boos intently as Mac reaches his feet. The referee admonishes him but Mac pays him zero attention. Mac begins stomping on the spine of Goth. Bane picks Goth up and brings him out toward the center of the ring. Mac scoops Goth up over his shoulder and looks for a running Powerslam! Goth slips down the back of Bane and shoves him forward into sternum first into the buckles! Mac staggers backward and finds himself in the GOTH-MISSION! The crowd roars loudly as the referee starts checking with Mac who quickly finds himself toward the ropes and latches onto the top rope causing the referee to call for the break.
Goth releases the hold and brings Mac out to the center of the ring where he sets up Mac and delivers the Twist of Fate!
CENTURION: GOTH DROP!
Goth rolls Mac over and makes the cover!
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2!!
THRE…
Bane barely escapes with a kick out to a huge collective gasp from the crowd!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Bane kicked out!
A split screen shows Cholo watching on as this Number One Contenders match continues on before going full screen on the ring with Goth getting to one knee. He steps back up to his feet as the crowd chants his name. Goth runs his thumb across his throat before picking Bane up where he locks in the GOTHIC DREAM!
Mac quickly counters with a sit-out jawbreaker!
Bane gets back to his feet where he connects with a Superkick that drops Goth where he stands! Bane drops down on top of Goth with the cover!
1!!
2!!
THRE…
Goth kicked out!
DERRICK DIAMOND: I DON’T BELIEVE IT!
Bane is livid as he pops back up to his feet screaming at the referee as he backs him up into a neutral corner. Goth can be seen pushing himself up off the mat and back to one knee. The referee argues with Bane on the count until Mac backs away. Bane spins around and eats a boot to the midsection!
Goth sets up Mac Bane for the Rude Awakening!
The referee is in front of Mac and doesn’t see the mule kick into the groin of Goth! Bane spins around where positions Goth and delivers BRANDED! Bane makes the cover hooking both legs of Goth!
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3!!
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WINNER VIA PINFALL AND #1 CONTENDER FOR THE WGWF WORLD TITLE: MAC BANE
Match Time: 26:32
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Bane escapes out to the floor throwing his arms up in the air as the crowd roars with boos!
CENTURION: Bane has secured the number one contenders, but at what cost? A low blow to someone he calls a friend? You’re better than that Bane!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Nobody has to like it but Mac Bane has just stamped his ticket to Monday Night Brawl’s First Dance Pay-Per-View Event in January.
A split screen shows Cholo looking on with a serious expression on his face. Mac Bane and Goth lock eyes as Goth reaches both knees. Mac mouths the words “You gotta do what you gotta do.” before having his arm raised in victory by the referee.
CENTURION: This makes me sick to my stomach.
DERRICK DIAMOND: You heard Bane, you gotta do what you gotta do when a shot at the Word Title is at stake.
Bane reaches the top of the ramp, and cameras get a close-up of Mac as he delivers a message to the WGWF World Heavyweight Champion.
MAC BANE: Tick Tock Cholo! Tick Tock.
Mac Bane returns through the curtain as the referee helps Goth up the ramp. The cameras return to ringside with Derrick Diamond and Centurion.
DERRICK DIAMOND: This has been a wild night on our first Monday Night Brawl with our own drafted roster.
CENTURION: I am very much looking forward to seeing where we go and what’s next for Monday Night’s. Speaking of Monday Nights, NEXT Monday Night on the debut edition of Monday Night Smash we WILL find out WHO the General Manager of Smash will be, we WILL see an incredible Triple Threat Main Event to determine the Number One Contender for the Smash Title when Clyde Newton meets Damage and John Cable!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Smash Champion Enigma IS going to be on hand, and maybe we will find out why they choose to keep the Smash Championship over the WGWF World Heavyweight Championship at the Cannabis Cup?
CENTURION: Who knows what to expect when Monday Night Smash debuts live!
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CENTURION: Jesus! That was so unnecessary. July 4th happened months ago.
DERRICK DIAMOND: That’s what I'm talking about. Setting the tone!
After the fireworks, loud explosions, and pyros, the smoke finally clears. And standing on the top of the entrance way is none other than The Fortunate Ones. You can see The Smash World Champion Enigma standing tall like a Monster. Amber Mansley looking better than any female in the business today. Flash Rotten looking hungry again. And J Mont, looking like America's Top Model. No Baby G this time around as she is with Candice Page. Business is about to pick up. The fans are really letting The Fortunate Ones know how they feel.
Jenny Myst is the TV Champ!
Eat another Twinkie Flash!
Rest in Peace J Mont!
Why did you do it Enigma?
The fans are letting loose, but that is not all. The boo’s and you suck chants are picking up. You would think we are at the Super Bowl in the 4th quarter with just how loud it is here tonight.
BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO!
BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO!
BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO! BOO!
YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!
YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!
YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!
CENTURION: I can barely hear myself think!
DERRICK DIAMOND: Even with all the chaos, I think I heard Flash Rotten’s stomach growl.
Everyone in The Fortunate Ones are loving the heat. The bad news for the fans and everyone in the WGWF is that this is the fuel that drives them. J Mont stops in his tracks and looks back over at Enigma and waves his hands forward indicating that he wants the champ to LEAD the group down as a show of respect for one of his best friends who has taken out Chris Page and Peter Vaughn back to back.
As Enigma leads the way, He is followed by Amber Mansley who is just mocking the fans and reminding them just how good she looks and how good she is.
Flash Rotten right behind them but is not happy. He is getting no respect from the group and just wants a snack.
J Mont is the last one as he is letting the group lead the way and get the attention that they deserve. As they all make their way down to the ring, J Mont stops and sees some fans really heckling him. J Mont turns towards them and no words are spoken, but a message was sent.
After a few more minutes, The Fortunate Ones are together in the ring once again, taking over the show like they always do.
CENTURION: J Mont needs to be fined and suspended!
DERRICK DIAMOND: They deserved it. Just because they bought a ticket, it gives them no right to say what they said to him.
CENTURION: How do you even know what they said to him?
DERRICK DIAMOND: To get 2 MIDDLE FINGERS, it had to be bad.
J Mont leans through the ropes and grabs the mic that is given to him. Flash Rotten nods at J Mont, showing signs that he wants the mic, but J Mont shakes his head NO. J Mont extends the mic to ENIGMA, but the big man refuses. He has a look on his face that he is just here for business and his friends, and that's it. Which leaves 2 of the biggest and loudest mouths in the industry today. J Mont and Amber. J Mont extends the mic to Amber, and of course she accepts the mic.
AMBER MANSLEY: Many of you tonight are probably happy about yourselves. We’ve had to endure the laughs, the jokes and the teasing by all of you after what happened at the Cannabis Cup! Rest assured, the Fortunate Ones are here to rectify any mistakes made in the past. Be aware that although we had our setbacks, we still came out dominant and if people want to take our kindness for weakness, well, we hereby issue WAR on the entire WGWF roster!
Amber Mansley’s voice changed from its usual high-pitched rapid-fire condescending tone to a more serious and volatile state of aggression.
AMBER MANSLEY: If you think for one second, The Fortunate Ones are going to let anyone in that locker room have their moment of stride at our expense, they’re sadly mistaken! We’ve put the entire WGWF roster on notice to the point Chris Page became a victim at our own feet. We’ve been nice but the idiots in the back took advantage of our mercy which means no one is safe!
J Mont smiles at Amber and urges her to speak more of her mind.
AMBER MANSLEY: People want to take us for granted. J Mont lost, Amber Mansley lost and ENIGMA caused the biggest controversy. It’s even gotten to the point where they’ve drafted us all to Smash because GOTH and Jenny Myst are protected from people like us. WGWF knows The Fortunate Ones are the most dominant athletes in this company that brings in all the star power. Now, they’ve protected their little pawns too much which means it’s time for some spring cleaning ladies and gentlemen! That’s right, The Fortunate Ones has had enough of the games and our gifts being shoved back into our faces! We’re putting a message to everyone in the locker room!
Amber Mansley breaks away from the group and puts her right leg on the middle rope with her left leg on the bottom. She leans over the top rope holding a microphone to her mouth and her green eyes drawing a penance stare into the camera.
AMBER MANSLEY: Listen to the message we have for you all! Every time you step foot into a WGWF event, I want you constantly looking over your shoulder. I want you all to walk on eggshell with your heads down in a single line knowing one step out of formation will have your careers ended. We introduced order, respect and peace into this company by introducing the natural selection of order as The Fortunate Ones remain at the top showering you all down below with the gift of our presence. As quickly we’ve dominated it as quickly as we can take what we want without any resistance. This is a message I bring to you; The Fortunate Ones has declared WAR!
Amber hands the mic to J Mont and she is ready for war, as is Enigma who is standing there as the most dominant champion in the business today. Does anyone really want to go to war with these 3 beasts?
J MONT: Well, I'm glad Amber is on my side. Good luck to everyone dealing with her on this mission. And that title on the shoulder of Enigma is not going anywhere anytime soon. I will bet the farm that my boy Enigma keeps that title for a long time. WAR has been declared and there is not a damn thing anyone can do about it. We don't care what Brawl GM Candice Page has to say. We don't care what the new jackass GM of Smash has to say. We don't care what the owner of the WGWF Chris Page has to say. Everything runs through The Fortunate Ones.
J Mont looks at the talent in the ring and has a big smile on his face. He knows that there are not many groups or individuals that can stop the chaos and war that is about to be brought upon the WGWF.
J MONT: So, since we are on Monday Night Brawl right now, let me give a special shout out to the individuals that got drafted to the B SHOW!
J MONT: Because everyone knows that the SMASH Show is the A SHOW, where all the REAL talent resides at. But, let me just remind everyone here on Monday Night Brawl how I feel about them. Amber and Enigma feel the same way as I do as well about these fools.
CHRIS CHAOS- FUCK YOU!
JD SMITH- FUCK YOU!
BOBBY RAY WILLIS- FUCK YOU!
JENNY MYST- FUCK YOU! YOU GOT LUCKY!
LATOYA HIXX- FUCK YOU!
DEVLIN KNIGHT- FUCK YOU FRED!!!!!!!
ARTEMIS- FUCK YOU!
ENCHANTRA- FUCK YOU!
DAWN WARREN- FUCK YOU!
CJ PHOENIX- FUCK YOU!
JAY OMEGA- FUCK YOU!
ALEX RICHARDS- FUCK YOU!
KELLY TAYLOR- FUCK YOU!
SPENCER ADAMS- FUCK YOU!
BROOKE BLAKELY- FUCK YOU!
GOTH- FUCK YOU! ROUND 3 IS MINE!
MIKE MASON- FUCK YOU!
PETER VAUGHN- FUCK YOU! WATCH YOUR BACK!
MAC BANE- FUCK YOU WANNA BE J MONT!
TRISTAN SLATER- FUCK YOU!
J MONT: Only the Ramsey’s and Cholo get a pass since they are friends of mine, but the rest of you have been warned and will realize just why we are The Fortunate Ones, and the best group ever assembled in this industry today. Shots Fired. Mission Statement Made. A War has been declared. For now, we have given this B Show of Monday Night Brawl enough attention. Time to get the hell out of Seattle Washington because this city has nothing going for them. The Seahawks will never win a Super Bowl without Russ. They couldn't even keep an NBA team here. The Mariners are a shit show. You guys can enjoy the Seattle Freeze. The Terrible traffic. The Earthquakes. The rising crime rate. The largest spiders. And all this rain. You have been blessed by The Fortunate Ones. Soak this time in because we will never come back to this dump of a city again. Monday Night Brawl Management can thank US for helping their RATINGS this week because if we decide to not show up next Monday, you will see just how bad this show really is.
YOUR WELCOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
J Mont gives Amber a hug. Shakes the hand of Enigma and pats Flash Rotten on the shoulder. The Fortunate Ones have made a statement and J Mont has let the world know that if you are not with him, you are against him and a target.
CENTURION: J Mont never knows when to shut his mouth!
DERRICK DIAMOND: I love it! J Mont holds nothing back and brings all the HEAT!
CENTURION: The Fortunate Ones have dug their own grave!
DERRICK DIAMOND: There is no one that can stop Enigma. Amber is going to bounce back right away and J Mont is J Mont. You can never count him out of anything.
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Credits:
Match Credits- Chris Page, Goth, Clyde Newton, and Johnny Stylez
Match Graphics- Clyde Newton
Segment Graphics- Chris Page