Monday Night Smash Results: 06.10.24
Jun 10, 2024 17:04:31 GMT -5
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Post by Jonathan Barrows on Jun 10, 2024 17:04:31 GMT -5
Je$TyR SeRyOu$: Ladies and gentlemen it is your privilege to be welcomed to the very first episode of
?!?!WHy So SeRyOu$?!?!?
…THe WGWF’z 1 and F’N ONLy TaLK SHoW THaT A$K’z THe SeRyOu$ ?’s
RiDDLE ME THaT SHiT…I KNOW! BUT HERE WE ARE…ANd boy oh phuckng BOY do we have a very special guest lined up for you here this evening! You all know who she is, and if you don’t this is the part in the show where I cordially invite you to remove your head from your as…I mean ANAL CAVITY….sorry I’m supposed to be behaving these days!
Ms. Behave: HEY!!!!
Je$TyR SeRyoU$: CAN IT LADY NOT EVERYTHING IS ABOUT YOU!!!! You do look smashing this evening though!
Ms. BeHaVe: THaNX MR. J!
Je$TyR SeRyoU$: Uhhhh yeah anywayyyyyy….Right now I would like to introduce you to one of if not the most DaNGeRoUS DAMEZ on PLANET EARTH! She is the UNDEFEATED SENSATION on WGWF’s top show MONDAY NIGHT SMASH! Not only is she the one person who for all intents and fricken purposes should be the one to challenge Enigma for the WGWF SMASH Championship at WAR GAMES, she just so also happens to be SMASH’s ONE AND ONLY
~$~ MoN$TeR MaNGLeR ~$~
BUT YOU UNWORTHY SNIVELING COWARDS CAN CALL HER WHAT I DUZ…
LaDiEZ and GeNTLEMeNZ and EVERYTHING ELSE INBETWEEN THIS HERE ISSSSSSS SYNNNNNNNN!!!!! YAY!!!!
Suddenly the camera pans out and we find ourselves inside of a LIMO...But not just any LIMO boys and girls...The VERY SAME LIMO that brought the WGWF SMASH CHAMPION to the arena here tonight, but since he is inside putting on his loin cloth and painting up his stupid face he didnt need it...And well we did so HeRe We ARE...And BY WE I MEAN...OUR HOST Je$TyR SeRyOu$ and his very special guest, his tag team partner SyNN. The door opens and SyNN hops in her face painted flawlessly as we can see that perfect twinkle of crazy in her eye as she looks annoyed and glad to be here at the same time...RiDDLe US THAT SHIT?
Je$TyR SeRyoU$: SYNN SYNN SYNN, WHeRE THE F Ya BeeN MaMA? WELCOME TO WHy So SeRyOu$!
Synn: Clown………what the hell is this? First Jenny gets a show, now you have……whatever this is?
Je$TyR SeRyoU$: Well someone has to make sure we are taken SeRyOu$Ly, wouldn't you agree and besides…I saw who they wanted to interview you, and well they sucked…So HeRe WE IZ…PLUS
Jestyr nods towards the camera indicating this is LIVE FRICKEN TV CRAZY LADY!!!!
HoWZ ABoUT YoU INDULDGE US? Cause like it or NO…we are live from ENIGMA’S LIMO and well the clock is a TiCKiN…hmmm?
*Synn rolls her eyes*
Synn: Well, I do have eyes. I know where we are at….the main question was WHY……because I fail to see how this does anything except for get us a cheap pop for air time…….but I DIGRESS.
I do need SOMETHING to do since Barrow’s doesn’t have the chestnuts to book me anymore. Maybe he didn’t like me calling him scared. Oh well. He is, and he showed it. The only one pissing their pants more is the SMASH “Champion”, who knows his days at the top are numbered.
Je$TyR SeRyoU$: Hmmm, I like everyone else that likes entertaining wrestling has noticed the severe lack of your presence on SMASH the last few weeks, which is the only fuggin thing I find more baffling than the amount of people that actually care that Enigma is still the SMASH CHAMPION, much less cares who he picks so before we talk about LaRRy F’N LoinCLOTH, I feel utterly compelled to ask you, why you think ole J-BaRRoWZ has tried to keep you off his shows, and how long he thinks we would just sit around before doing something like this about it? PLEASE be you and PULL NO PUNCHEZ…K GOOOOO
Synn: Barrows has booked me sporadically because he still wants to have a roster left. I am the most dangerous entity in the WGWF, and he knows it. You line them up, I’ll knock them down. But…..I don’t think Barrows is afraid of lil ol me, oh no. I think Barrows is afraid of ENIGMA…….hear me out.
Je$TyR SeRyoU$: SYNN….
!!!!!!BE SeRyOu$!!!!!
AFRAID OF THAT MOOK? HAHAHAHAHA STOP!!!!
Synn: I mean Barrows is a bit of a pencil neck, yeah? And that roid monkey would snap him in two like a toothpick. Just imagine his reaction if he knew he was staring across at me, knowing that he was two bell rings away from losing his precious world title. Hell, you’d be angry too, yeah?
Je$TyR SeRyoU$: Well I mean if you’re askin if I was Barrows, I guess…But I mean if it were me, I’d be P-H-U-C-K-I-N-G begging Enigma to pick you so this ceaseless BOREDOM TRAIN that has been his title reign will finally come to the screeching halt it’s inevitably headed towards anyway! Cause yeah he may train like a got damn MANIAC but Enigma is about as ENTERTAINING as watching a presidential debate with the VOLUME TURNED OFF…Or maybe that’s just me…SO you don’t think Barrowz is afraid of you huh?...SHOULDN’T HE PHUCKIN BE?...SHOULDN’T THEY ALL BE?
Synn: I think he is afraid of failing. He is afraid of looking like a failure to Mr. Page……and I think he wants to protect his champion. Hell, Enigma is the only reason he still has a show and the whole roster isn’t merged into one Monday. I am about to shatter his entire world, and he’s running out of Shout Stain spray.
Je$TyR SeRyoU$: SO it’s just me then? I mean yes Enigma has been CHAMPION since jump street, but outside of winning both WGWF Championships and tossing Cholo’s belt down to be the SMASH Champion what has he done aside from put the rest of us in a PRO WRESTLING COMA? I mean sure naturally everyone wants to respect him, but Im the DoN of the OPPOSITE so I flat out refuse…But are you telling me you respect this got damn witless mouth breathing DOLLAR GENERAL HE-MAN ACTION FIGURE?
Synn: Did I say respect? I am not sure the word respect ever left my mouth. I said SMASH is still a show because he has been a tick above panty-waste but never once did I say I respect someone who ducks a challenge when one……..
flicks Johnny’s nose
Synn: Boop.
Je$TyR SeRyoU$: EaZy On The MaKe UP LaDy, I didn't get this pretty on accident! But well NOW YOU'RE TALKIN! So please keep not sugar coating it, tell us HoW Ya ReaLLy FeeL...? Pretty PReTTy PLea$e
Synn: Do we have time for that?
Je$TyR SeRyoU$: Just like this got damn limo, SMASH is officially TAKEN HO$TaGe....We GOT TIME FOR WHATEVER!!!
Synn: Well....ALRIGHTY THEN...............
She turns to camera with a snarling smile.
Synn: You, and everyone on this roster, everyone in this business, just looooooooovvvvvessss to toss that R-word around. You know what I mean. That R word that makes people gasp when they hear it, that makes mothers cover childrens ears and purple-haired college students with more nose rings than completed homework assignments, hold picket signs and march-in-mob. That R word that we are told we aren’t supposed to use in public. That R word that so many people don’t understand the true meaning of…….
Jestyr is cringing next to her, each sentence he moves his hands as if wanting to intervene.
Synn:.............that R word. Respect.
Jestyr exhales, relieved.
Synn: A word that Enigma demands we use in his presence. But why? Because he is a champion who has never truly been challenged? Look at tonight’s wonderful Main Event. Xavier Lux? That’ll put asses in seats. Really moving the needle with this one Barrow man. Enigma has a false sense of accomplishment because he’s been enabled since the moment he became champion. Roll out the red carpet, pop the champagne, get your tongue nice and ready……and whenever his feet were put to the flame and he had to CHOOSE his own opponent……….well well well now. We were supposed to have a segment last week, mmm? But Mr. Champy pants over there decided to give everyone who pretends to give a shit about him the proverbial middle finger all while making himself look like a total coward in the process….
He’s quite the multi-tasker!
I’d golf clap for him but I am far too disgusted.
So who's it gonna be? That’s the $64,000 question. The one we have all been patiently awaiting. JMONT has been on a crusade to try and ruin the credibility of Enigma, being cutesy on social media and pretending he’s creative and not annoying. It really comes down to the two of us, mmm? Who else on this roster is worthy?
Jestyr mentions something about Jmont not being on the Smash Roster….and not really all that worthy either…..
Synn: Clown……manners. I am on a roll here. As I was saying……..
I am not going to hide behind social media and childish ads. I am not going to duck a fight whenever one presents itself. I am not going sit back and watch as Enigma continues to be coddled when he knows FULL WELL that the moment that bell rings, and the Demon is standing across from him, that his time as a champion is over. I am tired of being overlooked. OCW World Champion, EPW World Champion, EVERY SINGLE TITLE IN PWA SIMULTANEOUSLY, not to mention UN-DEF-EATED in this burning rummage heap we call a company and yet I am STILL the underdog?
Good……..
I embrace it.
I WANT it.
DOUBT ME.
Because no matter where you go…………no matter who you are……
I.
See.
You.
Synn exits the vehicle and slams the door, leaving Jestyr sitting there awkwardly.
Je$TyR looks into the camera clearly not expecting what just happened, as his smile shoots back across his face as he shrugs his shoulders, he shakes his head and says…
Je$tYR SeRyoU$: Wellll shit, sorry ladies and gentlemen I was literally about to ask her if her Va-JaY HAD TEETH, but apparently THE MYSTERY CONTINUES! But from the looks of shit, the CHAOS TRAIN isn’t gunna stop here eventhough this uhhh apparently wraps up the first OUTSANDING episode of WHy $o SeRyOu$, but fear not friends because ToXiK aint no where near done! Ohhh and just real quick before we check the phuck outta here. JOHNATHAN BARROWS MY BOY LISTEN UP MY DUDE, it is in your best interest to get the Cassette Collective out of this bitch quick, fast and in a F’N HuRRY if you want anything left of them before they give us the WGWF TAG TITLES AT THE WAR GAMEZ! Cause you just saw the kinda mood me partner is in, and well…Well yall just kick back and enjoy the rest of the show, and please while you’re at it…DON’T PHUCKIN FoRGeT TO
!!!!!SoaK!!!!!
!!!!SoMe!!!!!
!!!!!!UP!!!!!
…JuSt F’N TRY IT It’S GooD 4 YA…RIGHT THUNDER??
BEHAVE…?
Ms. BeHaVe: Yes MiSTAH J?
Je$tYR SeRyoU$: Time to uhhhh, do that thing we talked about MeMBeR?
Ms. BeHaVe: You’re gunna let me do it?
Je$tYR SeRyoU$: Well yeah I can’t do everything can I?
Ms. BeHaVe: Um, what about that other issue?
Je$TyR SeRyoU$: PHUCK ME RUNNIN I ALMOST FoRGoT!!!
The clown then exits the CHAMP’s limo with the bottle of scotch in hand and walks around to the trunk. He opens it up and we see a pudgy pasty shit burger in a cheap tux and dorky limo driver had bound and gagged. He looks terrified as Jestyr opens the bottle of scotch and pours it all over his face. Jestyr then pauses briefly as if pondering something very important. Then his eyes light up as his real government smile SHOOTS across his face as he looks at the camera and winks and says…
Je$TyR SeRyoU$: PHUCK IT!
Jestyr then slams the trunk closed as the last thing we see is the limo driver’s eyes poke out of his skull, but then we see the trunk door closed like we never even saw him at all…
Je$TyR SeRyoU$: ENIGMA, I’m not very optimistic about your ability to make the right choice here, so this here…IS ON YOU. SO just to drive the point further home from ToXiK to you, we just want you to know that we collectively think YOU SUCK! ANd whether you make the right choice or not you’ve made enemies here tonight, THE WORST KIND! But you don’t gotta take my got damn word for it, because ToXiK are DO-erz which means we JUST DO THINGS…Kinda like NIKE…If NIKE DID SHIT LIKE THIS!...TAKE US ON HOME BEHAVE!!!!
Ms. BeHaVe: OK Mr. J…I’M READY!!!
Je$TyR SeRyoU$: Well what ya phuckin waitin on John Mayer the world to change? DO IT!
Scene then switches to the front of the limo where Ms. BeHaVe has a torn and tattered tuxedo of her own that leaves…VERY LITTLE to the IMAGINATION. SHe has in her hands a piece of a cinder block. The engine is running as she leans in and places the large grey stone on the gas pedal as she shifts the luxury vehicle into drive. The tires start screeching loudly as a bit of smoke from the tires scraping against the concrete is seen as the limo then quickly zooms passed the pair who are completely beside themselves with laughter.
Scene then switches to the limo flying through the parking lot full speed ahead until it’s inevitable and eventual
!!!!!!!!!C.R.A.S.H.!!!!!!!!!!
RIGHT HERE LIVE ON SMASH BITCHES AND SMASHED IS THE ONLY WAY TO DESCRIBE THIS LIMO NOW WoMP WOMPPPPP!!!!
HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHHA….SoRRy…NOT SORRY!!!!
THe CHAMPION’s limo crashes into the trailer of a parked semi perfectly in the middle of it as if the shit was planned or something…Further proving that point is the fact that spray painted on the white semi trailer are the words
ENIGMA SUX
…and
KiLL THe Ca$eTTe CoLLeCTiVE…
Scene then switches back to our HOST OF HOSTZ this evening as he stands there with that trademark arrogant smirk on his face as he jerks the camera close to him and starts laughing leaving you all to wonder the very question we asked yall from jump street…
???WHy SO SeRyOu$
As the commercials fade away, leading us to the expected hour, you see forward in your seat with anticipation. For a few seconds, they keep you waiting, as the black screen seems to last several seconds longer than normal. But soon, flames appear at the bottom of the screen, beginning to spread along its borders. As this starts, the start of an old theme appears, coming through your speakers.
As the frame becomes entirely inflamed, we begin to see video clips from the video spliced in with wrestling maneuvers from some of your favorite stars. Corey Bull lands the Downward Spiral. David Francis comes flying in with the Kamikaze. Latoya Hixx tortures her opponent with the Bridging Crossface. Xavier Lux takes his foe off the top with The Cure. Hanari Carnes locks a wrestler into ¡Viva el dominicano! Synn puts her opponent into the Bram Stoker, with Jesytr Seryous running in with The Bed Time Story. Damage takes his adversary onto the Highway To Hell. Peter Vaughn launches into The Plunge. Tristan Slater delivers the Flip Piledriver. Rocco Montuori is showing laughing, before dropping his opponent with the Rocco Bomb. As the wrestling continues, a voice is heard, echoing over the song.
“It’s all about the glory. It’s all about success. Welcome to WGWF Monday Night Smash.”
We now see the champions showing their expertise. WGWF World Tag Champions KC Cooper and Pax Egan work together to smash someone’s face with The Scrunchy Express. WGWF Blood Bath Champion Gideon King is shown raising up the championship, a huge smile on his face. WGWF X Division Champion Amber Mansley delivers the It’s Giving Finisher, posing afterwards. WGWF World Heavyweight Champion Cholo takes out another threat with El Matador. And in the end, we see the WGWF Smash Heavyweight Champion, Enigma sending an opponent to Damnation. The flames suddenly rise up, covering the screen…
And we head inside the packed Allstate Arena in Chicago, Illinois, where fans have come from all over to join in another exciting edition of Monday Night Smash!! The camera pans over the wild fans in attendance, focusing on some of their signs:
“IT’S SO UNFORTUNATE!!!”
“TONIGHT THE VENOM STRIKES!!”
“COREY BULL WAS ROBBED!!”
“I HEART FOR CASSETTES!”
We head down to the announce table, joining Patrick Mathews and CJJ in their usual respective positions. You’d think they’d switch sides or something every once in a while, but people grow accustomed to their spots in life.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Good evening, everyone!! Welcome once again to the most intense wrestling product on television, Monday Night Smash!
CJJ: The home of The Fortunate Ones, soon to be joined by Joe Montuori!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Doubtful, CJJ, as all members of the Brawl brand have been banned from Smash, keeping our shows separate!
CJJ: You can’t have a Smash without J-Mont, I’m just saying…
PATRICK MATHEWS: Tonight, we’ve got an amazing card lined up for all of you. We’re going to see the World Tag-Team Titles on the line, as the Cassette Connection defends against The Wrath of the Storm!
CJJ: I still don’t know how those guys got the title shot. They must have something on Barrows.
PATRICK MATHEWS: We’ve also got a dream match, as Damage looks for revenge against Rocco Montuori in a Falls Count Anywhere match!
CJJ: Let’s go Rocco!
PATRICK MATHEWS: And in our main event, the Smash Heavyweight Champion, Enigma faces off against one of the best in the business, Xavier Lux, in a non-title match!
CJJ: This definitely should have been held at a PLE.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Maybe so, but we’re getting it here tonight! All that and a lot more, as we hit the final stretch heading towards War Games!
The All State Arena in Chicago is a place that is falling to the ground. They will sign anyone they can to put on a show so they can keep the bills paid. PROFIT is a word they have not heard of in a long time. When you have acts like AJR- The Maybe Man Tour, Pepe Aguilar, Aventura, Chicago, Earth Wind And Fire, Barry Maninlow, Missy Elliot, Weezer, Incubus to just name a few upcoming shows, you know you are sinking. And to make matters worse, they booked Monday Night Smash for the 8th of June. Everyone knows Smash is a sinking show as well since Jonathan Barrows made the mistake of not drafting J Mont, then banning him from the arena.
BUT HAVE NO FEAR!
This Smash, the RATINGS will be GOOD, and All State Arena will make a profit because it's just a hunch.
PATRICK MATHEWS: This will be the first SMASH in a long time that we will not have to deal with J Mont. All my answers and prayers have been answered.
CJJ: I am going to demand a trade to Monday Night Brawl. This is terrible news.
PATRICK MATHEWS: The news keeps getting better. See ya CJJ!
CJJ: You wish it was that easy to get rid of me!
Patrick and CJJ are going at it, but they are interrupted by the Titantron lighting up. The fans turn their attention and you can see the back parking garage of the arena. Cynthia Chambers appears.
CYNTHIA CHAMBERS: Hello everyone. I was told that I needed to be back here because we have a special guest right around the corner. I for one, am hoping that it's the new Bears QB, Caleb Williams.
CJJ: Cutler, Trubisky, Glennon, Foles, Dalton, Fields, Williams. It doesn't matter who they get, they will fail, just like Team Devlin.
PATRICK MATHEWS: The Bears have finally hit the jackpot, just like Team Devlin will do by getting rid of Team Mont once and for all.
As Cynthia waits in the back patiently, the fans are on their feet and want to see who this big arrival is. But the wait won't be long as you see some LED headlights coming this way. And talk about standing out here. If you are trying to hide from the cops, this is not the vehicle to do that in.
You see a 2024 Lamborghini Urus Performante. An eight speed automatic gearbox. A 4.0 litre, twin turbo V8, putting out 657 Horsepower. The Viper Green Performante color is a rare find as well. Most of these idiots here in the WGWF and the fane here in Chicago will have no idea what all the options and features mean, so no reason to hurt their heads with some car knowledge. As the Urus comes to a complete halt, Cynthia’s face says it all.
CYNTHIA CHAMBERS: This car is beautiful. Right now, the windows are so dark, I cannot see who is inside at the present moment.
Cynthia and the fans do not have to wait too long as the driver's door opens and………………
PATRICK MATHEWS: NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
CJJ: YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: HOW? WHY? WHAT? UMMMMM?
CJJ: HAHA! The ratings for our show are SAVED for another week. J MONT IS HERE!!!!!!
J Mont steps out of the vehicle, and what do you know? Decked out in a custom Alexander Amosu’s Vanquish II Bespoke Suit. Only 12 Tonnes of its wool is gathered a year, making it more valuable than gold. It also features diamond inlays and gold buttons. And to top it off, J Mont has the Intercontinental Title over his shoulder followed by that sinister smirk.
J MONT: You seem surprised to see me here Cynthia?
CYNTHIA CHAMBERS: I am, and I also don't want to end up like Gus Sinclair!
J MONT: HAHA! You are safe tonight Cynthia. I am here to enjoy the show with the family.
CYNTHIA CHAMBERS: The Family?
J Mont opens the back driver's side door and leans in. Undoing the seat belt, he picks up GIA out of her seat. With the help of his daughter, J Mont closes the back door.
J MONT: Like I said, I am here to root on my cousin Rocco tonight with my family.
CYNTHIA CHAMBERS: Gia is so beautiful.
J MONT: Of course she is. I made her!
CYNTHIA CHAMBERS: With Mia too!
J Mont, with the IC title on his one shoulder, and Gia in his arms resting her head on his other shoulder, makes his way around the vehicle. Now, opening the drivers door, out steps MIA. Wearing a Dolce and Gabbana crystal Mesh slip dress. Looking like the Queen she is. J Mont gives Mia a kiss, as she walks to the back of the Urus. Hitting the black rubber button under the handle, the back trunk opens up automatically. When it's finally open, Mia reaches in and grabs a bag that is full of stuff for Gia. Reaching up and hitting the button more time, the back trunk is now automatically closing. The Family is here and together tonight!
CYNTHIA CHAMBERS: You know Joe, that Mr. Barrows has banned you from the arena for any SMASH show unless you are booked for a match!
J MONT: Mr. Barrows made the mistake of 1 THING! Once I did not get drafted to SMASH, I made sure to buy a Luxury SUITE box for every show, because I knew he would grow some balls to finally ban me. So, I have my VIP pass for the suite, and he can't do a damn thing about it. Myself and my family are going to enjoy the show. We are going to watch Rocco get back on track and win. And then I am going to FOCUS on the MAIN EVENT because I have a lot of interest in that match.
CYNTHIA CHAMBERS: Aren't you worrying about the wrong thing? You have a big 4 way IC title match coming up and War Games right after.
J MONT: That’s in the near future. We are talking about the present right now. I have a score to settle with Enigma, and me and my boy LUX havent fully gotten back on the same page. But, I'm pulling for my boy to take down the cowardly monster. And that 4 way IC title match, not worried about. War Games, let’s just say that's in the bag thanks to my 5th member.
CYNTHIA CHAMBERS: And that is?
J Mont looks over to the Urus and then back at Cynthia.
CYNTHIA CHAMBERS: Your 5th member is here?
J MONT: Could be. Could not be. I am not saying anything until the time is right. But let's do the math for a minute. The Urus has 5 doors.
1- Drivers Door: J Mont
2- Back Driver Door: Gia
3- Passenger Side Door: Mia
4- Tailgate: The Bag
5- Back Passenger Door:
J MONT: What a coincidence. Team Mont has 5 people. We have myself, Amber, Jenny and Chaos. But we are missing 1 more.
CYNTHIA CHAMBERS: So, the back passenger door has your 5th member?
J MONT: How do you even know someone is back there?
J Mont laughs as finally, the back passenger door opens up. And OMG!
PATRICK MATHEWS: NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
CJJ: YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: This cannot be true. Say it ain't so?
CJJ: Team Devlin is fucked. They have no chance in hell. This is better than the Dream Team. You have 5 people that are some of the best in the whole world and industry. I told you that it was CHOLO.
CHOLO walks around the Urus and joins The Mont Family. With his World Title on his shoulder, GOLD is standing tall around Cynthia tonight. And Cholo is dressed for the occasion with a nice looking custom suit as well. But the title is not the only thing with Cholo. A drink in hand is his Plus 1 tonight.
CYNTHIA CHAMBERS: Ummmm, Cholo, are you the 5th member of Team Mont?
CHOLO: Well hola to you too, Mrs...?
CYNTHIA CHAMBERS: Ms. Chambers, Cynthia.
CHOLO: Miss eh?
He looks her up and down and she blushes slightly, then clears her throat.
CHOLO: Well nice to meet you, Cholo would love to give you… an exclusive if you want.
CYNTHIA CHAMBERS: I would love to, shall we?
CHOLO: Oh, Cholo didn’t meant tonight, you see, he already has plans with a lovely lady tonight.
J MONT: Yeah Cynthia. You need to get off Cholo’s NU…….
Mia puts her finger over J Mont’s mouth to stop him from what he was about to say. Gia is laughing at this.
J MONT: And Cholo sure has a lovely lady tonight too.
J Mont looks over at Cholo. He separates Gia from himself and smiles. Cholo finishes his drink and hands the empty cup to Cynthia. That is followed by J Mont handing over Gia to Cholo.
J MONT: UNCLE CHOLO IN THE HOUSE!!!!!!!!!!
CHOLO: Hola preciosa!
Gia plays with Cholo’s afro and everyone has a “awwww” moment.
CYNTHIA CHAMBERS: Okay then, uncle Cholo, let’s get back to the question at hand. You being here with J Mont means you're the 5th member of Team Mont?
Cholo shifts baby Gia from one arm to the other.
CHOLO: Cholo being here with J Mont means that Cholo is here to also support his brother from another mother, Xavier in his big fight against the Smash Champion… and for some long overdue quality time with his gorgeous niece right here.
CYNTHIA CHAMBERS: That is very sweet Cholo.
J MONT: Let me jump in here before we go. Cholo is family to me. He might not have the Mont last name, but Cholo knows i have his back and he has mine. That is what Family does. Team Mont is ready for Team Devlin. Cholo reminds me of Joe DiMaggio. That 56 game hitting streak is something that will probably never happen again, just like Cholo’s IC title run which i hope i can compete with in the near future. I Know Cholo is going to try to top his IC title run with the World title run and i would bet a bag of money on it. But let me leave you with this Cynthia. Dimaggio wore number 5 and is one of the greatest hitters ever in baseball. And Team Mont is waiting to announce the 5th member. I call that a coincidence, don't you think?
J Mont adjusts his IC title as he grabs the hand of Mia. Cholo, with Gia in his arms are all ready to enter the arena and enjoy the show and show their support towards Xavier Lux tonight.
CYNTHIA CHAMBERS: You heard it here first. Cholo and J Mont are here to show support to Xavier Lux, but a lot of clues have been dropped about possibly Cholo joining Team Mont, but nothing has been set in stone yet.
CJJ: Team Mont! Cholo is the icing on the cake!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Cholo never said he was on Team Mont!
CJJ: He didn't deny it either and you heard all those clues about the number 5!
As Mont, Mia, Cholo and Gia walk toward the arena, Mont turns around and holds his hand up, fingers spread showing 5! He then turns back around and continues with the family and Cholo!
The scene fades to the Smash GM’s office where we see Mr. Barrows wrapping up some paperwork. Sitting in front of him is Ezra Gideon and his manager Davey Bologna. Davey has a grin from ear to ear as they review what Gideon just signed.
Davey Bologna:: To the winner go the spoils, Mr. Barrow.
Barrow’s smiles and nods, but you can tell he’s not really in agreement with Davey based on the set of his eyes.
Jonathan Barrows: The jury is still out on that, but I hope you’re right.
Ezra gives a smirk and a wink to his manager.
Ezra Gideon: Mr Barrows, with all due respect, the jury is in and I’m guilty as charged. There’s a reason that you, and Mr. Daniels got into a bidding war over my services. I really am all that and you’ll see that in my debut tonight. As Tom Brady once told Robert Craft, I am the best business decision you’ve ever made.
The eyebrows of Jonathan Barrows shoot up, he seems taken aback by the pure arrogance of someone who is untested in a mainstream company.
Jonathan Barrows: I hope so, kid, there’s a ton of people like you out there that would kill to be in this company.
A barely stifled laugh from Ezra causes Davey to shake his head in dismay as the two men stand up.
Davey Bologna::Mr. Barrows, there is no one like my nephew out there right now, if there was they would be here already.
The two men take their leave as we return to ringside.
PATRICK MATHEWS: In our opening bout for tonight, we have for lack of a better term, a rookie going one one-on-one in his debut against the formidable Connor Mallory. Mallory has had a tough go of it lately and is looking for a much needed win.
CJJ: The kid has bitten off more than he can chew! The Spruce Goose will fly again!
The opening drums hit hard and fast as "Adrenaline" by Shinedown begins to play. Ezra makes his way out onto the stage, accompanied by his manager Dave Bologna. They pause as the music continues and the red and gold pyro begins to explode around them and down the ramp.
MEMPHIS BELLE Now making his way to the ring, accompanied by his manager Dave Bologna, he is the rookie sensation that you've all been clamoring for. From Dallas, Texas by way of New York City weighing in at 210 pounds, Ezra Gideon!
The fans give him a mixed reaction as he has made his way down the ramp. He and his manager climb the ring steps and he holds the ropes for Davey and follows him into the ring. He poses on the turnbuckles for the crowd and then finally in the center of the ring, where he crouches down, one leg extended and flexes.
CJJ: The arrogance! Mallory is gonna humble this bum.
PATRICK MATHEWS: We’ll see, the scouting report on Gideon is he is a speed demon and takes huge risks.
MEMPHIS BELLE His opponent, standing at 6’6” and weighing 272 lbs, from Chicago, Illinois, here is “THE SPRUCE GOOSE” CONNOR MALLORY!
"Red White & Blue" by Lynyrd Skynyrd plays as the Spruce Goose comes out of the back holding an American flag. He waves it back and forth ignoring the boos from the crowd and stands it upright, saluting it. He then hands the flag off to an assistant before walking down to the ring to fight for his country.
CJJ: There he is! A real American hero!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Opinions vary on that, but he is a great technical wrestler who has an impressive power game that I’m sure will be on display against his smaller opponent. A classic power vs. speed contest.
The referee has gone over the prematch ritual, checking each man for foreign objects and going over the rules with each man. Gideon nods to the referee and extends his right hand in an offer of sportsmanship. Connor looks down at his hand and then sneers at the younger man. He steps in and shoves Ezra to the ground much to the dismay of the fans who begin booing him, and the referee steps between the two men, backing Mallory away. Gideon kips up and stares down at the two large red hand prints on his chest. He nods at the bigger man and smirks. The ref signals to the timekeeper and the bell rings starting the match.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Not a very good start for Gideon, looks like there will be no sign of sportsmanship from Connor.
CJJ: that’s reserved for people who deserve respect Patrick.
The two men circle the ring, each looking for an opening. They come to the center for a tie up and “The Spruce Goose”, launches the smaller man across the ring with a display of pure power. Gideon rolls with it and comes right back to his feet to the delight of the crowd. They come together in the center of the ring again and lock up. This time though Connor delivers knees to the stomach of Ezra, doubling him over. Mallory shoots him to the corner with an irish whip and follows him in with a thunderous clothesline in the corner! He steps away as Ezra falls face-first to the mat. Connor moves in behind where he fell and grabs the left foot of Gideon.
CJJ: Mallory going for the quick win!
PATRICK MATHEWS: And there it is the ankle lock.
Gideon quickly rolls through it sending the bigger man sprawling forward unable to keep his balance on his own, he’s able to catch himself on the top rope so he doesn’t fall. He rights himself quickly but not quick enough as Gideon delivers a spinning back kick to his abdomen doubling him over, he quickly follows up with a knee strike to the temple. The knee strike takes the big man off his feet near the corner. Ezra wastes no time and vaults to the top and comes off with a moonsault! The ref slides into position as Gideon hooks the leg.
One!
Two!
Kickout by Mallory!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Close call for the veteran. This kid is extremely quick and his decision making is surprising for someone his age.
CJJ: Pssh beginners luck.
Both men are back to their feet quickly and Gideon continues the assault on the bigger man with kicks to the thighs of Connor. Ezra goes for the spinning back kick again but he’s blocked by Mallory. Connor locks in a waistlock and hoists the smaller man into the air with a german suplex. Gideon’s head hits hard as he lands and he doesn’t move. The ref quickly moves in to check on Ezra and he’s able to signal that he’s fine and the match continues. Mallory drags him back to his feet, placing Ezra’s head between his legs, he hoists him into the air and delivers a thunderous Vader Bomb! Ezra’s manager Davey looks horrified as the big man moves in for the cover.
CJJ: Game Over! Thanks for playing kid, see you next week, maybe.
PATRICK MATHEWS: That may be it for the rookie.
One!
Two!
Gideon rolls his right shoulder off the mat before the ref can come down the third time! The crowd goes nuts as the rookie shows off his perseverance. His manager Davey slaps the mat on the outside trying to get his client going. The crowd getting behind the newcomer starts a “Pure Adrenaline” chant. Mallory starts yelling at the crowd to stop and they only get louder. He slides out of the ring and flips the ring apron up. He comes out with a length of chain and wraps it around his right hand. He rolls back into the ring and the ref sees it immediately and moves in to put a stop to it. He takes the chain away from Connor and starts dressing him down for trying to cheat. Connor steps away from the ref to go back after Gideon.
PATRICK MATHEWS: The frustration is obviously getting to
Ezra is in the corner getting his bearings when Mallory grabs his right arm and slings him to the other side with an irish whip. Connor follows him in again looking for another clothesline in the corner but quick as a cat, Gideon walks right up the turnbuckle, coming off with whisper in the wind! The crowd erupts with cheers as Gideon comes back to his feet.
PATRICK MATHEWS: It looks like the rook is measuring him up. Are we going to see the five star experience from Gideon?
CJJ: Davey put your hand down!
His manager Davy Bologna holds his hand up with all five fingers extended. Mallory staggers to his feet and Gideon unloads with a super kick right on the button! The bigger man goes rigid for a moment before falling backward to the mat.
PATRICK MATHEWS: The referee is in position…
One!
Two!
Three!
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: EZRA GIDEON
Match Time: 7:42
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The referee calls for the bell signaling the end of the match. “Adrenaline” by Shinedown begins to play as Ezra raises his hands in victory. Mallory rolls out of the ring as Gideon’s manager enters the ring to celebrate with his client.
PATRICK MATHEWS: That was a five star experience right there, we expect more big things to come from this young man.
CJJ: Do “we” ? You might but I’m not convinced after one match. Don’t be a sucker.
Synn is seen in the women's locker room bathroom.
She has a phone in her hand.
The door to the women's locker room opens and the phone drops. Synn disappears. On the mirror in the bathroom, written in
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CJJ: You cannot argue this fact. John Cable loves to lose and get picked last.
PATRICK MATHEWS: I wanna defend Cable but numbers don't lie. The man goes to war but comes up short a lot.
CJJ: And that is why we need Cholo to take down CJ because how does a LOSER get ANOTHER WORLD TITLE SHOT?
PATRICK MATHEWS: CJ is a man of his word and made a promise to John Cable. That is why!
We’re shown a pre-recorded segment. Cynthia Chambers is backstage ready for an interview with a special guest that will be joining WGWF. But the question is which company will the person join.
CYNTHIA CHAMBERS: Hello ladies and gentlemen I hope you guys are enjoying the show. I am pleased to welcome a new member to WGWF. Please welcome my guest at this time. The Rising Ace..Nick Danger!
Nick Danger walks next to Cynthia wearing a red WGWF t-shirt and black jeans. Nick has a smile and Cynthia speaks.
CYNTHIA CHAMBERS: Welcome back to WGWF Nick Danger.
Nick smile at Cynthia and speaks
NICK DANGER: Thank you Cynthia. It’s good to be back here in WGWF.
CYNTHIA CHAMBERS: I think everyone is wondering are you going to wrestle in an event down the line or are you signing with Brawl or Smash.
Nick takes a deep breath and speaks
NICK DANGER: It’s funny you mention that Cynthia. I actually signed with Smash. So pretty soon I will be making my smashing debut. Everyone will know that I am someone you should pay attention to in the ring.
CYNTHIA CHAMBERS: That is good to hear Nick. Glad for you to be part of the WGWF Roster. I’m pretty sure you will make a great impact in Smash.
Nick smile and speaks
NICK DANGER: Thank you Cynthia I already know what title I am going for and that is the WGWF X Division Championship. So I see you later.
The camera fades with Nick Danger walks off from Cynthia, heading towards the locker rooms..
MEMPHIS BELLE Our next contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, making his WGWF debut, standing 5’11” and weighing 198 lbs, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, here is “THE RISING ACE” NICK DANGER!!
"Out Of The Black" by Royal Blood comes on the speaker and red smoke follows on the entrance ramp . Nick Danger walks out onto the entrance ramp wearing his wrestling attire having a determined look on his face he makes his way down the entrance taking off his leather jacket, tossing it to fans and giving them high fives. Nick climbs the steel steps then climbs I'm the top turnbuckle and sees his fans saying "Rising Ace" he jumps inside the ring and gets ready for the match to start.
PATRICK MATHEWS: There’s been a lot of excitement around Nick Danger coming to the WGWF. He’s a former UWL World Television champion and UWL Tag-Team Champion…
CJJ: Which means diddley squat here in the WGWF. All that matters is that you get your wins and your championships here.
PATRICK MATHEWS: I think outside achievements should still be recognized, CJJ. But you’re right, Danger will need to prove himself to some fans here tonight.
MEMPHIS BELLE His opponent, standing 5’5” and weighing 115 lbs, from Boston, Massachusetts, here is “THE CEO” LATOYA HIXX!!
When Mone hit's she comes out wearing a all white gear and Sunglasses and Ceo Brass Knuckles and walks out on stage and grooves and steps her heel toe and heads straight down towards the ramp and slaps some kids and adults and gets in front of the camera and show them her new Ceo Brass Knuckles and gets in the ring and takes off her shades and and her wrestling gear and hands it to the camera men.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Hixx got a major victory on the last Smash, taking down Connor Mallory. Tonight, she looks to get a winning streak going against Nick Danger.
CJJ: It’s possible the CEO is finally finding her footing here in the WGWF. That could be pretty exciting to see!
The ref checks both wrestlers to make sure they’re ready, and then signals for the bell. The two approach each other, with both of them clearly full of confidence. With not much talking, they lock up, with Danger getting control quickly with a headlock. Hixx manages to push him towards the ropes, sending him running across the ring. He charges back with a clothesline, but Hixx matrixes under it, avoiding the shot. She bounces back up, spinning, as Danger returns. Hixx leaps towards him with a crossbody, but Danger catches her in mid-air. He takes a few steps, smiling, before lifting her up… and Hixx reverses the slam into a spinning DDT!! Danger rolls to the apron, getting himself up, as Hixx waits for him, raising a hand to call for more.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Hixx got a nice reversal there, to throw Danger off his game.
CJJ: They always say that you can have as strategic a plan as possible, and it lasts until you get punched in the mouth. I guess a DDT counts for that, too.
Danger steps back through the ropes, with Hixx immediately coming over to try and grab him. But Danger nails her with an elbow to the side, sending Hixx staggering backwards. Danger then turns and uses the ropes, springboarding off of them to score a roundhouse kick that takes Hixx to the mat!! Danger then moves in, keeping Hixx from getting up, as he begins to land repeated stiff shoot kicks to her chest, followed by a knee strike!! Hixx rolls over onto her back, hurting, as Danger grabs hold of her legs. As Hixx tries to kick him off, Danger twists the legs around and drops… applying a figure-four leglock!! The referee darts in to check as Hixx fights the submission, refusing to tap out even though she’s clearly in a lot of pain!
PATRICK MATHEWS: The figure four is locked in!
CJJ: If Danger can get a submission victory to begin things here in the WGWF, he’s well on his way to becoming a star!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Frankly, I’m surprised to hear you say that, CJJ.
CJJ: Well, I mean, The Fortunate Ones are going to need to hire some underlings sooner or later…
PATRICK MATHEWS: Ahhh, there it is…
Hixx continues to fight, not giving up, even as the referee keeps checking with her. Danger tries to tighten his grip, elevating it, but Hixx starts rocking back and forth, shifting their weight with every movement. Danger, realizing what she’s trying to do, tries to block it, but it’s too late, as Hixx manages to reverse the figure four, leaving Danger the one feeling the pain!! He quickly breaks the hold himself, popping his legs loose, rolling away from the hurting Hixx. Danger manages to get to his feet first, shaking off the pins and needles he’s feeling. He goes back over to Hixx, grabbing at her on the way up. But Hixx quickly reacts, locking onto Danger and delivering the Rent’s Due (Roll-Through Facebreaker)!!! The crowd cheers as Hixx stays on top, trying for the first pin of the match…
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But Danger is able to kick out! Hixx, getting herself back up, shakes her head before turning and going to the apron. She climbs out, analyzing Danger’s position, before pulling off a springboard slingshot maneuver… but Danger is able to twist himself out of the way, avoiding it!! Hixx does a roll on the mat, popping back to her feet, but now Danger grabs her by the head and runs forward towards the turnbuckle, running up it and delivering a Sliced Bread #2!! Hixx is down, as Danger makes the cover, locking onto one of her legs for extra leverage…
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2…
And this time it’s Hixx who kicks out in time!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Back and forth we go!
CJJ: These guys have decided to make it more difficult for the rest of the wrestlers on the show to live up to them!
PATRICK MATHEWS: I’m sure our WGWF talent is up to the task!
Both wrestlers are getting back to their feet now, with Danger taking control by whipping Hixx towards the ropes. As Hixx comes back, Danger leaps at her with a superkick… but Hixx does a baseball slide right underneath it, taking out Danger’s standing leg!! Danger flops hard to the mat, stunned, as Hixx pops up. She goes to the ropes once again, springing herself up on them before leaping backwards and catching Danger with a hurricanrana into a pin!! The referee is right there to make the count, as Danger struggles to get free…
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THR-No, Danger gets out of it! Hixx gets up, looking at Danger with a bit of disdain, before grabbing onto his legs to try and twist him into a Boston crab submission!! But Danger is fighting it, keeping his back locked and not turning, and eventually manages to kick Hixx off of him. As Hixx stumbles back, Danger gets to his feet. Hixx then charges again, but Danger kicks her in the midsection, before getting a double underhook locked in. He then launches himself over with Hixx in tow, landing a double-underhook Canadian destroyer!! The crowd roars as Danger makes the cover, with the referee checking Hixx’s shoulders before starting his count…
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THR-No!! Hixx survives the destroyer!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: What a move from Nick Danger!!
CJJ: Remember when a Destroyer was a sure win in this sport? Those were the days…
PATRICK MATHEWS: Wrestlers just have more tenacity nowadays, CJJ!
Danger drags Hixx up, taking her towards the turnbuckle. He goes to lift her up, getting her in position for possibly a superplex! But Hixx fights him off with a few stiff forearms, knocking Danger back to a standing position on the mat. Hixx then leaps off, catching Danger and twisting him around into a leg-trap sunset flip!! Danger’s stuck, as the referee slides into position next to them and starts counting…
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TH-but Danger kicks out! He jumps up, with Hixx immediately catching him from behind and trying to deliver the Knee Backbreaker!!! But Danger is able to grab the top rope, saving himself as he throws Hixx off of him! Hixx rolls right through it, though, and immediately comes back, trying to get Danger now with the Latoya Maker (Gory Special DDT)!! But again, Danger is able to reverse out of it, getting Hixx into the air and delivering a straight jacket suplex!! Danger doesn’t hold onto the bridge, though, opting instead to pop up and hurry over to the turnbuckle. He climbs to the top, positioning himself, before leaping off the top with a 450 splash!! The impact shakes the ring, and leaves Danger bouncing away for a few moments. He finally gets himself back for the cover, trapping a leg…
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THRE-NO!! She kicks out!
PATRICK MATHEWS: We are seeing a great deal of stamina from Latoya Hixx!
CJJ: They don’t call her the CEO for nothing! Well, actually, they call her that because she wants to be called that… but still, you have to earn a name like that, right?
PATRICK MATHEWS: I just know I want to be called “Magnificent Mathews”.
CJJ: … Like I said, you have to earn it…
The crowd is loving this competition between two budding fan favorites, as they’re cheering on both of them now. Danger pulls himself up, looking sore from the 450 landing. He grabs hold of Hixx, locking her up again for a German suplex. But as Danger tosses Hixx over, she manages to get free, doing a flip and landing mostly on her feet! Danger tries to get up quickly, but Hixx is already coming at him, grabbing his leg and rolling through for a Canadian Maple Leaf submission!! Danger’s struggling from the pain, as Hixx tries to get it fully locked in. But Danger then manages to twist his body, sending the lighter Hixx flying hard towards the turnbuckle!! Hixx lands face-first, stunned, as Danger works back to his feet.
As Hixx tries to shake off the dizziness, she turns around, staggering back into the action. But Danger is ready, locking onto Hixx and lifting her into the air, before delivering the Final Order (One-Handed Electric Chair Driver)!!! The crowd loves the maneuver, cheering as Danger adjusts Hixx into a pinning position, pointing to the referee to make the count…
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THREE!!!
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: NICK DANGER
Match Time: 6:35
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PATRICK MATHEWS: What a great victory for Nick Danger, as he begins his quest to reach the X-Division Title!
CJJ: Hah, as long as Amber Mansley holds that belt, his quest is basically going to be like Don Quixote. Somebody find him some windmills!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Still, Nick Danger is now 1-0, so they’d better not take him for granted!
As Danger leaves the ring, triumphant, Latoya Hixx sits against the corner, looking like she knew she almost had this one. She pulls herself up, ready to head to the back… but not seeing the larger man sliding under the ropes behind her! The crowd tries to shout a warning, but Hixx can’t react in time, as the steel chair comes slamming down onto Hixx’s back!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Oh my God!!
CJJ: It’s Connor Mallory!!! He’s back!!
Mallory glares at the hurting Hixx, bringing back the chair and bringing it down on her back once more. Hixx collapses to the mat, as Mallory yells at her, screaming that it’s all her fault. The referee tries to grab at Mallory, ordering him out of the ring, but Mallory just shoves the referee away, sending him sprawling. He positions the chair around Hixx’s ankle, wanting to do some permanent damage as he continues to shout at her!
PATRICK MATHEWS: This guy is off his rocker!!
As Mallory gets ready to break Hixx’s ankle, though, Nick Danger is suddenly running back to the ring!! Seeing him coming, Mallory opts to beat a quick retreat, heading out of the ring even as Danger charges inside with a slide, getting to his feet between Hixx and Mallory. Mallory just points his way, saying he’ll remember this, as he walks away.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Nick Danger potentially saved Hixx’s career there!
CJJ: Why’d he bother to come back? He already got the win over her, there’s no reason to return!
PATRICK MATHEWS: There is if you’re a good guy!
Danger watches Mallory leave, even while others come in to check on Hixx, making sure that she’s okay. We cut away.
*We cut to the backstage area where we see Xavier Lux arriving at the arena, dressed in a black suit with white collar shirt and venom green tie which match the green in his Ray Ban aviator shades. *
PATRICK MATHEWS: Well there we see "Venom" Xavier Lux arriving at the arena, he has the tall task of trying to take down Enigma in a non-title match.
CJJ: He appears to be all business tonight, and he'll need to be, if he wants to have any chance at winning.
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In the CASSETTE COLLECTIVE locker room, we see an iPhone sitting on the table near where the ladies get dressed. They aren't seemingly around at the moment, but their title belts hang in the locker room. The iPhone dings, as it has a new message. The camera zooms in.
Just then, a gloved hand reaches onto the screen and swipes up.
Passcode.
The gloved hand types in some numbers, and the screen comes alive.
OPEN: iMessage.
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MEMPHIS BELLE The next match is scheduled for one fall. First, making his way to the ring, standing 6’4” and weighing 225 lbs, from Memphis, Tennessee, here is DAVID FRANCIS!!
The camera focuses onto the giant tron as the lights go down, and we can feel our audience getting anxious. The tron then lights up, and gives us a brief preview before it gets to the meat and potatoes of why we're here.
What it shows first is a phrase in white bold gothic style font.
"I created the nickname Morbid Wolf to survive an alcoholic father"
Followed by the name of its author. David Francis.
That fades as we are now ready to see the good.
Monster in Me begins playing over the PA system. As the audience rises to their feet clapping. The tron displays a black background following by gold streaks falling down like paint, or a similar blood effect. When it gets to the middle it's mixing together to create an image. Watching intently it reveals a black, and gold skull, as a name appears to the left side. David, and then to the right Francis. Then the tron shuts off.
The gold falling ember Pyro lights up the whole arena, as the lights up come, and we see David Francis at the top of the ramp. The audience then gets rowdy wildly cheering as I walk down to the ringside area slapping hands, and looking at all of the crazy posters around me. I then slide under the ropes and lean against the corner of the ring.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Last Smash, Francis got his debut win by taking down Brooke Blakely. Can he continue his run here tonight?
CJJ: I’d say there’s quite a difference between Blakely and his opponent this week…
MEMPHIS BELLE His opponent, standing 6’4” and weighing 245 lbs, from Miami, Florida, here is “GLORIOUS” TRISTAN SLATER!!
As the music plays, Tristan Slater walks out of the back, glaring around at everyone who is booing the legendary WGWF wrestler. He heads straight down to the ring, looking like he’s in a bad mood tonight.
PATRICK MATHEWS: We haven’t seen much of Slater since he competed for the Blood Bath Championship at WrestleWars. But the man has been synonymous with the WGWF for many years now.
CJJ: If Tristan Slater is on his game, nobody can hang with him. He’s just unbeatable.
Francis doesn’t seem that impressed, as he’s yelling at the referee to just ring the bell so they can get this beating over with. He’s ready to give Slater the worst best beat down he’s ever received. The referee nods, signaling for the bell, and we get started, as Francis heads across the ring… and Slater catches him on the way in, almost twisting Francis into the Canadian Crossface!!! Francis manages to break away in time, rolling backwards, before pulling himself up on the ropes. Slater mocks him for a second, saying that the beat down almost ended quickly. Angry, Francis shoves off the mat and charges, tackling Slater, and the two men start throwing haymakers at each other, rolling around the ring!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: This one appears to be getting personal early!
CJJ: I’m all for that! Who needs friendship when you can concentrate on brutality?
The two wrestlers end up falling through the ropes, still fighting all the way to the floor. Francis gets on top, punching away at Slater, ignoring the referee who’s already starting his count. Francis manages to pull Slater up, shooting him hard into the turnbuckle post! Slater stumbles away, holding his arm, as Francis comes after him. He latches onto Slater from behind, lifting and delivering a German suplex to his opponent on the floor!! Slater rolls away in pain, as Francis gets to his feet, still looking annoyed. He kicks at Slater a few times, then turns and rolls into the ring, stopping the count. He stands there, waiting impatiently, as Slater starts to get back to his feet, rubbing the back of his head.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Francis gets the upper hand here, but would he be satisfied with a countout?
CJJ: I don’t think any wrestlers really want a victory like that, although some will accept it. I mean, you can still crow that you got the win, right?
PATRICK MATHEWS: But there’s nothing like getting that 3 count, CJJ.
CJJ: How would you know? You’ve never wrestled.
PATRICK MATHEWS: I live vicariously through our wrestlers.
Slater is finally to the apron, grabbing at the ropes to pull himself up. Seeing this, though, Francis means Slater at the ropes, getting a knee to land, stunning Slater. Francis then locks Slater up, wanting to suplex him into the ring. But Slater blocks it, then drops himself down, clotheslining Francis on the top rope!! Francis falls back into the ring, stunned, as Slater slides back in. He quickly catches Francis on the way back up, locking him in before dropping with a Double Arm DDT!! Francis is down, with Slater rolling him over for the cover…
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But Francis easily kicks out right at the 2 count, having plenty of fight left in this one. Slater angrily yells at the referee, ticked at him, before he drags Francis off the mat. He locks Francis in place, saying that nobody should doubt his greatness… and Francis suddenly lifts Slater up, getting him into a fireman’s carry!! Slater can’t get free, as Francis launches him over with a death valley driver!! Slater is down, with Francis making the cover and hanging onto the leg…
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But Slater is able to kick free once again!
PATRICK MATHEWS: A near fall for Francis, showing his skills once again!
CJJ: It’s clear the man has some talent. I just really want him to get a nickname. Something that would strike some fear into his opponents, you know?
PATRICK MATHEWS: I think someone who goes by CJJ has no right to talk about nicknames.
Francis is back on his feet now, coming up behind the downed Slater. He pulls Slater’s arms back, locking him into a Steiner Recliner submission!!! The referee moves in, seeing if Slater is going to give up, as Francis puts on the pressure. Slater is shaking his head no, refusing to tap even when trapped. He struggles against the hold, with his head starting to slump in Francis’ grip. The ref checks, trying to see if Slater is still conscious, as Francis leans forward to see. But Slater suddenly throws his body up, using his knees, and basically getting a low shot on Francis with his back!! Francis slumps over, releasing the hold, as Slater drops to his side, breathing heavily from the pain he was just in.
PATRICK MATHEWS: I don’t know if I’m impressed or upset with that escape…
CJJ: Anything that works, Patrick, deserves your respect.
Slater is up now, slapping his chest to get the blood flowing again after the submission hold. He turns to the hurting Francis, grabbing hold of him and delivering a cradle piledriver, planting Francis into the canvas!! The fans groan, even as Slater sits there, smirking, hanging onto him for the pin attempt…
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But Francis kicks out strongly again, much to Slater’s surprise. He gets up, looking down at Francis with disgust. He grabs hold of Francis’ leg, wanting to apply an anklelock and start heading for the end of this one. Francis, though, fights the hold, managing to kick Slater away as he gets near the ropes. Frustrated, Slater follows him, grabbing at the ankle again, but this time, Francis manages a kick that hits Slater in the head!! Slater stumbles back, stung, as Francis pulls himself up. Shaking his head clear, Slater comes back forward into Francis, but Francis catches him, dropping with an Implant DDT!! He gets an arm on Slater, as the referee makes the count…
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THR-And Slater kicks free!
PATRICK MATHEWS: I think Slater came into this expecting an easy contest, but David Francis is proving it’s the opposite!
CJJ: He’s certainly showing skills that should worry other WGWF wrestlers. At least those below the superstars in the Fortunate Ones.
Both wrestlers are getting up now, with Francis grabbing hold of Slater. But Slater goes to the eyes, blinding Francis, giving him the advantage. As the referee admonishes Slater, he steps into Francis, kneeing him to allow the positioning for the Flip Piledriver! But Francis doesn’t need to see in order to know what’s coming, as he lifts Slater up, then slams him back down to the canvas!!! Slater is stunned, with the wind knocked out of him, even as Francis rubs his eyes clear. He then calls for the end, stepping over and grabbing hold of Slater, hauling him up. Slater can’t get free as Francis lifts him into the air, before delivering Paradox (Samoan Driver)!!!! Francis makes the cover, as the referee slides into his usual spot…
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THREE!!!
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: DAVID FRANCIS
Match Time: 7:46
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PATRICK MATHEWS: And David Francis wins again!
CJJ: He’s got a streak going now, which others have to take notice of!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Not the performance we’d normally see from Tristan Slater, but I’m betting he’ll be back soon enough.
CJJ: Make WGWF Glorious Again!
The referee moves over to raise David Francis’ arm, proclaiming him the victor, as Slater can be seen in the background, trying to recover as he looks ticked at the result. We break away from the ring.
The camera cuts to catering.
A pot is stirring. Red sauce that doesn't seem like pasta sauce but rather.........bloody?
Chunks float around in the red sauce. A finger bone pops up, as does various heads of small rodents.
The camera fades out, and written on the pot in black sharpie:
I.
TASTE.
YOU.
Do you taste me?
The camera fades out further. Synn looks at the camera and waves.
"Hi Amber......."
A Voice can be heard over the PA systems of the Arena.
VOICE: Ladies and Gentleman, we are halfway through 2024, and there are some new sizzling couples out there in the world today. We have Selena Gomez and Benny Blanco. Gigi Hadid and Bradley Cooper. Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce. But those are on the back burner because the hottest couple of 2024 comes from the WGWF and wrestling industry!
VOICE: Devlin Knight and Max Stone cannot get enough of one another. They will cry the night away if they are not together. Max wants to be a Knight while Devlin wants to be a Stone. Time to update the roster with the names of Devlin Knight-Stone and Maxwell Mason Stone-Knight!
THIS ADVERTISEMENT HAS BEEN BROUGHT TO YOU BY THE FORTUNATE ONES!
CJJ: I mean, I agree with this!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Of course you would. Anything that The Fortunate Ones do, you love!
CJJ: I don't love Devlin or Max. But at least they got each other!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Can I trade you for Flash Rotten?
The office is cluttered with wrestling memorabilia and a large desk strewn with paperwork. The walls are adorned with posters of past SMASH events and championship belts. JONATHAN BARROWS, the General Manager of SMASH, is sitting behind his desk, looking over some documents. There is a knock at the door.
BARROWS: Come in!
The door opens, and HANARI CARNES steps inside. He's dressed in his wrestling gear, still sweating from his earlier workout. He looks around the room before focusing on Barrows.
HANARI: Hola señor Barrows. Chu wanted to see me, yah?
The smash GM smiles and stands up, extending his hand Hanari.
BARROWS: Glad you could make it. Have a seat.
Hanari shakes Barrows' hand and sits down in the chair opposite the desk. Barrows sits back down, leaning forward slightly.
BARROWS: I wanted to talk to you about last week. You were on the verge of winning your match before the Fortunate Ones decided to stick their noses where they don't belong, as usual.
HANARI: Si, mang. Bastardos, they cost me the match. Again.
BARROWS: It's becoming a pattern with those guys. But I'm not here to talk about them. I'm here to talk about you.
Barrows reaches into a drawer and pulls out a document, sliding it across the desk to Hanari.
BARROWS: Because of your performance and the way you handled yourself, I’ve decided to give you an opportunity. On the first SMASH after WarGames, you’re going to have a one-on-one match with Amber Mansley for the X-Division title.
Hanari's eyes widen as he looks at the document, then back at Barrows.
HANARI: Chu serious?
BARROWS: Dead serious. You earned it. You've been putting in the work, and it's time you get the shot you deserve.
HANARI: Gracias, Mr. Barrows. I won’t let you down.
Barrows leans back in his chair.
BARROWS: I know you won’t. Just make sure you’re ready. Amber is one of the toughest competitors we have, but I believe you can take her.
HANARI: Can we make it a submission match? I want to make her scream, beg, and tap out.
Barrows raises an eyebrow, then smirks.
BARROWS: A submission match, huh? I like the sound of that. Consider it done.
Barrows picks up a pen and makes a note on the document.
BARROWS: And one more thing. The Fortunate Ones are banned from ringside. If any member of TFO gets involved, they will be terminated on the spot.
Hanari's expression hardens with satisfaction.
Hanari stands up, gripping the document tightly.
HANARI: Thank you. I won’t disappoint.
BARROWS: That’s what I like to hear. Good luck, Hanari. Make her tap out.
Hanari shakes Barrows' hand firmly, a confident smile on his face.
HANARI: I will. And I'll make sure to bring that title home. ¡Viva La Dominicana!
With that, Hanari turns and leaves the office, the door closing behind him. Barrows watches him go, a satisfied look on his face.
CJJ: This is going to be one hell of a match!
PATRICK: TFO WILL GET TERMINATED IF THEY GET INVOLVED! CHECKMATE, JB!
The camera zooms in on the X-Division title match document on the desk, with the added note of "Submission Match" before fading to black.
*We cut to the locker-room area where we see Gus Sinclair standing by.*
GUS SINCLAIR: Hello fans, I'm outside of Xavier Lux locker-room where I'm going to try to get a word with him before his big match vs. the Smash champion Enigma.
*He knocks on the door and waits patiently. After about 10 seconds he knocks again and nobody answers. He is about to knock a third time when the door opens and out steps someone we haven't seen in a while, Paco "The Drinking Time Bomb" Perez.*
GUS SINCLAIR: Paco? What are you doing here?
PACO: Minding me own damn business, what about you?
GUS SINCLAIR: Oh, well, um, rude. I wanted to get a word with Xavier about his up-
PACO: Not tonight Gus, need him focused.
GUS SINCLAIR: But-
Paco: I said no puto, besides, your fly is open.
GUS SINCLAIR: My what?
*He looks down and checks his zipper, which is fine, he looks up to have the door slammed on his face. He turns to the camera disappointed.
GUS SINCLAIR: Well sorry fans, looks like Xavier is indeed all business today, back to you at ringside.
A SELFIE TAKEN ON COREY BULL'S PHONE:
Congrats on your win last week. I SAW IT. Did you see mine?
That's right, Barrows is too afraid to book me.
Oh well.....figured I'd drop in. Nice locker room ya got here. Kinda jelly.
Okay, bye now.
MEMPHIS BELLE The next match is scheduled for one fall, and will be for the WGWF World Tag-Team Titles!! Introducing first, the challengers…
"Riding The Storm Out" by REO Speedwagon begins to play.
MEMPHIS BELLE Weighing a combined 420 lbs, from El Paso, Texas, here are Thunder & Lightning, THE WRATH OF THE STORM!!
Thunder appears on the entryway, letting out a loud yell that echoes throughout the arena. Lightning walks out of the back, scooting his feet to generate more energy. He moves his fingers to show a spark (nothing is seen). The two brothers turn to each other and each strike their own poses, showing off their muscles, before they make their way towards the ring.
PATRICK MATHEWS: This may be the most unlikely tag-team to ever get a World Tag Titles shot in the WGWF… or maybe anywhere.
CJJ: Didn’t we just see some clowns as the champions not long ago?
PATRICK MATHEWS: … Fair enough. Our tag division is wild.
CJJ: Personally, I’m rooting for Toxik.
MEMPHIS BELLE And now, their opponents…
We get a view of the stage where we see a colorful 80s inspired curtain backdrop, then on both sides of the stage are large Rubik's Cubes and boomboxes set up.
MEMPHIS BELLE Weighing a combined 239 lbs, from Auckland, New Zealand, here are your WGWF Tag-Team Champions of the World… KC Cooper… Pax Egan…. THE CASSETTE COLLECTIVE!!
"Spice Up Your Life" by The Spice Girls hit and both Pax and KC burst out from behind the curtain to cheers from the crowd as they run down the ramp and all around ringside where they clap some fans hands and engage with them before climbing up the steel steps and entering the ring through the bottom rope. From there they each climb the corner turnbuckles and taunt the hot crowd for a bit before jumping down at the same time and focusing their attention towards their opponents as the music cuts.
PATRICK MATHEWS: This is the first test for the Cassette Collective since they won the titles at WrestleWars.
CJJ: Some would say this is one of those open book tests.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Maybe. The Wrath of the Storm aren’t known as major competitors so far in the WGWF. But you never know. Tonight could be the night.
CJJ: Why are The Fortunate Ones not getting the shot right now again?
The champions hand over their belts, with the referee handing them off to the side. KC and Pax turn away, pointing towards the fans, who are chanting their name, excited to see them in action. The referee straightens up and signals for the bell, getting this one started. Immediately, both Thunder and Lightning run forward, grabbing the surprised KC and Pax from behind, and rolling them up into synchronized pins! The referee, not sure who’s legal but figuring out that it’s covered with both pins, he drops for the count…
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And both members of the Cassette Collective kick out!! They pop up, looking at each other before glaring at Thunder and Lightning. The two wrestlers seem to shrug their shoulders as if apologizing for the attempt, but with the belts on the line, they decided to try it. KC and Pax seem to nod in understanding… and then both snap forward, scoring the Chicks With Kicks double super kick combo to both men!! Thunder and Lightning are both down and rolling out of the ring, as KC and Pax stay near the ropes.
PATRICK MATHEWS: The Wrath of the Storm tried to steal the belts there, but the champions made them pay for it!
CJJ: I gotta say, since it doesn’t happen very often, I have to give Thunder and Lightning their props. That actually almost worked, and would have been the upset of the century.
The challengers recover and come around to their side of the ring, climbing up onto the apron. They look at each other, nodding, before Thunder steps into the ring, rubbing his jaw. Pax stays in there as well, as this one finally becomes a regulation match. The two wrestlers circle around each other before locking up, with Thunder showing off his strength by shoving Pax backwards towards the corner! Thunder poses, proud of himself, as Pax comes back towards him. They lock up again, this time with Pax getting a headlock onto Thunder, working him over. But Thunder lifts Pax into the air, then throws her off, sending her back into the corner!
Pax, looking a little annoyed, gets up again, with Thunder daring for her to try one more time. She does so, coming in for the lock-up, no, she catches Thunder off-balance and twists him around to the mat, applying an arm-bar wrist lock submission!! Thunder is immediately struggling, trying to get his arm free, as Pax tightens her grip, as if ready to take Thunder’s hand straight off of his arm! But Thunder’s weight advantage still works for him, as he’s quickly able to drag them both over towards the ropes. He reaches out, grabbing hold, as the referee immediately calls for the break. Pax does so, doing a roll before getting back to his feet, as Thunder grabs at his injured wrist.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Pax is showing that it doesn’t matter how large Thunder is, she can still take him down!
CJJ: I mean, a stiff breeze could take Thunder down, but still, the champs are looking good so far.
Pax waits as Thunder pulls himself up, using the ropes. He looks back at Lightning, as if to go for the tag, only to spin around and rush at Pax!! But Pax is ready, catching Thunder and giving him an armdrag takeover towards the other side of the ring! As Thunder struggles to get up, Pax comes over, tagging in KC. The champs work together, grabbing hold of Thunder before he can get away, launching him over with the Scrunchy Express!! Thunder is down, as Pax and KC get positioned on either side of him. They both leap, landing Totally Brill (double standing moonsaults)!!! Pax then rolls out of the ring, as KC makes the cover, hanging onto Thunder’s leg…
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THR-No! Thunder is able to kick out in time, keeping this one going!
PATRICK MATHEWS: I thought that was going to be it!
CJJ: Did Thunder sneeze or something? He doesn’t normally kick out like that…
KC is back up now, hanging onto Thunder’s arm as she gets over to her tag-team partner. She tags in Pax, signaling for her to go to the ropes. She does, running backwards as KC holds up Thunder. But Thunder pulls away at the last instant, falling forward, as Pax leaps into a crossbody… smashing into KC!!! Both of the champs are down, as a weary, stunned Thunder pulls himself up. He looks behind him, completely shocked, as Lightning is now stomping his boot and wanting the tag. Thunder staggers over towards him, still not sure what’s going on, but he takes full advantage to get out of there, tagging in Lightning!
As Pax and KC start to get up, Lightning charges forward, clotheslining both wrestlers down! He poses above them, flexing for a second, but Thunder yells at him to stay focused, so Lightning nods and grabs hold of KC, lifting her into the air and delivering a bridging German suplex! The referee doesn’t count, though, as KC isn’t the legal competitor. Lightning releases the hold, getting up and turning irritably to the referee… only to get caught with The Heat Wave (Butterfly Twisting Neckbreaker) from Pax!! Pax makes the cover, hanging on tightly…
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And Thunder dives in for the save, knocking Pax off of his partner!
PATRICK MATHEWS: A near fall there, as the Cassette Collective took advantage of Lightning’s confusion!
CJJ: Hey, it can be hard to keep track of who’s legal in a match like this. I get confused constantly. Then again, I just look for who’s punching who, and it all works out.
Pax has Lightning up and in the corner now, slugging away on him. Lightning is trying to cover up and avoid the strikes, feeling the sting of each one. Pax steps back, pumping up the crowd. She then runs forward, leaping at Lightning… who catches her and dives forward, slamming Pax hard into the canvas!! Lightning, almost as stunned as Pax is, nonetheless manages to make the cover, trying to use all his weight to keep Pax down…
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And Pax kicks out! KC, who was showing her faith in her partner, breathes an audible sigh of relief from her corner. Lightning struggles to get Pax up, dragging her towards his corner, wanting to bring Thunder in for a double team. He reaches out for the tag… and Pax suddenly pushes past him, landing a thunderous dropkick that knocks Thunder off the apron!! Lightning, shocked, yells at Pax, saying she can’t do that, but Pax just answers by kipping up and catching Lightning by the head, delivering a twisting neckbreaker!! Lightning is down, even as Pax pulls herself up and goes to her corner, tagging in KC!
PATRICK MATHEWS: The champs have the momentum!
CJJ: Thunder, you might as well stay down at this point…
The two partners work together to get Lightning up, shoving him up onto the turnbuckle. Lightning tries to fight them off, shoving Pax off of him, but KC just grabs him by the head, leaping off the top with the Polaroid Worthy Moment (Top Rope Stunner)!!!! Lightning is down, in bad shape, as Thunder tries to slide back in. But Pax is waiting for him, catching Thunder with the Ctrl Alt Delete (Standing Moonsault Side Slam), putting Thunder back down! In the meantime, KC makes the cover on Lightning, holding him down…
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THREE!!!
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: THE CASSETTE COLLECTIVE
Match Time: 8:25
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PATRICK MATHEWS: The Cassette Collective retain the titles!
CJJ: Just as I expected them to, but I have to say, the Wrath of the Storm did better than I expected.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Maybe they’re beginning to improve. Stranger things have happened in the WGWF.
CJJ: I suppose, but it’s kind of a scary thought…
The champs celebrate with their titles, showing them off to the crowd, as Thunder and Lightning both roll out of the ring, disappointed in how things went this time… but knowing there will always be a next time.
You can hear some sort of Air Horn or Horn gun going off. All of the attention is shifting that way. The spotlight in the arena shifts to the VIP Suite where you see J Mont leaning over the railing firing off shots from the Horn Gun.
CJJ: Damn that thing is loud!
PATRICK MATHEWS: How did he get that in here?
CJJ: He is J Mont. Money talks, bull shit walks. And I am sure that was in Baby G’s bag too!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Already getting his daughter in shit, sounds about right!
CJJ: HOW DARE YOU TALK ABOUT THE FATHER OF THE YEAR LIKE THAT!
The fans are looking up, the spotlight is on J Mont, who brings Cholo into the picture. Gia is sitting on Mia’s lap smiling. Somehow, J Mont has a microphone too.
J MONT: You all wish you had one of these. And for all your dummies in attendance, this is a Premium DeWalt Train Horn Gun, and even comes with a remote control too. I had to do something to wake this place up. Smash is boring and dull right now. You need The Fortunate Ones. You need Team Mont. You need Cholo. WAKE UP EVERYONE! Spend some money on food and merchandise sales before all WGWF has left is BRAWL! Spend money before wrestler contracts aren't paid and they leave. Or they could be like me and have no contract, but still work like a boss.
J Mont puts down the Train Horn and goes back to the suite, leaving Cholo alone for a moment. J Mont then comes back with 2 glasses in hand. He hands one to Cholo and keeps the other to himself.
J Mont and Cholo slam down the shots. They both put down the shot glasses at the same time and then they reach for their Title Belts! J Mont holds up the IC title while Cholo is holding up the World Title. The fans are giving a mixed reaction cause they love Cholo but hate J Mont!
FUCK YOU J MONT! FUCK YOU J MONT! FUCK YOU J MONT! FUCK YOU J MONT! FUCK YOU J MONT!
LETS GO CHOLO! LETS GO CHOLO! LETS GO CHOLO! LETS GO CHOLO! LETS GO CHOLO!
FUCK YOU J MONT! FUCK YOU J MONT! FUCK YOU J MONT! FUCK YOU J MONT! FUCK YOU J MONT!
LETS GO CHOLO! LETS GO CHOLO! LETS GO CHOLO! LETS GO CHOLO! LETS GO CHOLO!
FUCK YOU J MONT! FUCK YOU J MONT! FUCK YOU J MONT! FUCK YOU J MONT! FUCK YOU J MONT!
LETS GO CHOLO! LETS GO CHOLO! LETS GO CHOLO! LETS GO CHOLO! LETS GO CHOLO!
FUCK YOU J MONT! FUCK YOU J MONT! FUCK YOU J MONT! FUCK YOU J MONT! FUCK YOU J MONT!
J Mont and Cholo are laughing as they put their belts back down. J Mont once again fires off the Train Horn to get the attention back on them.
J MONT: The number 5 represents Human Perfection, and you can get no better than this right here. Spiritually, the number 5 means adventures. The number 5 is associated with the ruling planet Mercury and brings good luck in life. I am ready for some more adventures. I am ready to rule the world even more. I dont need GOOD LUCK, but Team Devlin does. 5 is an interesting number if you think about it. We all have 5 Physical senses. Smell. Touch. Taste. Hearing. Sight. Then we have 5 fingers and 5 Toes on each hand and foot. Team Mont has 5 Members.
J MONT
AMBER MANSLEY
JENNY MYST
CHRIS CHAOS
AND
Cholo smiles at J Mont and takes the mic from him.
CHOLO: Give me 5 brother!
J Mont and Cholo HIGH 5 in front of all the fans and cameras. Are we witnessing the 5th member of Team Mont being announced before our very eyes?
J MONT: You all love a story, so stay tuned because we are on Chapter 5 right now!
J Mont and Cholo hug like brothers and pick their titles back up and hold them high in the air for everyone to see.
CJJ: First Cholo needs to join Team Mont, then join The Fortunate Ones after!
PATRICK MATHEWS: What does Cholo seen in Mont as a friend?
CJJ: J Mont and Cholo have a special bond. A brotherhood to speak!
PATRICK MATHEWS: I cannot believe I'm seeing this. Cholo and J Mont are on the same page!
CJJ: Page 5. Chapter 5. Line 5!
A Voice can be heard over the PA systems of the Arena.
VOICE: Ladies and Gentleman, if you were born in 1994, then you know all about one of the most famous movies of all time. Ace Ventura: Pet Detective. Ace wore that tutu proudly and got the job done. But the same cannot be said for the COWARDLY MONSTER!
VOICE: The Cowardly Monster ENIGMA might as well wear that Tutu and then make a phone call to Tom Shadyac about doing Ace Ventura: Pet Detective II. I am sure that Tom Shadyac, Jack Bernstein and Jim Carey would love to have a fake ass Monster in the second part since ENIGMA will need to find new work ONCE he stops being a BITCH and ACCEPTS to face J MONT in the ring for the SMASH title. For now, Enigma is known as…..
THE COWARDLY TUTU MONSTER BITCH!
THIS ADVERTISEMENT HAS BEEN BROUGHT TO YOU BY THE FORTUNATE ONES!
CJJ: That is definitely one big TUTU!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Please Enigma, Please accept and take Mont out!
CJJ: A Champion on Brawl with the IC title and A Champion on Smash as the World Champ. I'm game!
PATRICK MATHEWS: How about Mont loses the IC title next Monday, then faces Enigma after and loses. I like that plan better!
The scene cuts to the back, again.
"Heyyyyyyyyyyyy Damage. You are facing Rocco this week. Been there, done that. Beat him. Did you see it?
I SEE YOU.
Just make sure you aren't distracted out there. If the going gets tough, big man, just close your eyes and think of this.
Teee hee.
It's okay, Damage. I know you haven't seen an ass like this before, and you team with Corey Bull!
Just know, that even though you see me now.....I always see you.
Tread lightly."
There I stood in waiting for my music to que as the crowd awaited the arrival of Rocco to the show. My music hit and instantly the crowd started to hate on me but that's alright they were losers anyway. Appearing on the stage in perfection like usual like a shiny Pokemon someone like myself was a rare as fuck find. You are damn right I had pyro on the top of that cold steel ramp have to blow the budget on something important am I right.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Where is Rocco going?
CJJ: That is none of your business Patrick, the man has a plan.
Instead of heading to the ring Rocco circles back around, moving behind the entranceway set up causing the crowd to boo as his music fades. Before the Tron plays the Lights in the arena goes pitch black, The Tron play showing 3 little girls playing and looks at the camera and say, "He is Here" and then slowly fades to black. A man's voice say" Run" followed by “Untamed” by Jacob Lizotte hits the PA system and The Damage's video plays on the Tron. The lights in the arena flickers in rhythmic to the beats. As the themes builds more Damage comes out from behind the curtains and stops at the arena as the crowd goes crazy. Before Damage can take another step Rocco strikes from behind with a steel char to the back of Damage.
Damage falls to his knees, and Rocco strikes again with another chair shot to the back that drops Damage to all fours. Rocco lifts the chair once more and slams it across the back of Damage dropping him to his face.
PATRICK MATHEWS: This is disgusting, what a low-life piece of trash.
CJJ: My man Rocco Mont is working smarter, not harder Patrick.
Damage is crawling down the entranceway as Rocco holds the chair over his head playing to the crowd. Rocco turns to see Damage crawling away and begins stalking him with the chair. Damage gets to the bottom entranceway. Damage comes up to a knee, turning as he does so to see Rocco coming with the chair lifted over his head. Damage throws his right hand up catching Rocco with a throat thrust.
Rocco drops the chair as he staggers backward holding his throat. Damage comes to his feet and he grabs Rocco by the throat with both hands. Damage then delivers a Choke Toss, yeeting Rocco over the security railing into the second row of the All-State arena.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Damage is certainly doing some damage to Rocco Mont now.
CJJ: That was a stupid pun Patrick.
Damage steps over the railing into the crowd where Rocco had just climbed to his feet. Damage grabs Rocco and blasts him with a right hand sending Rocco falling back into a crowd of rowdy bikers. The Bikers catch Rocco and throw him forward toward Damage who catches Rocco with a back body drop, dropping Rocco into a section of empty chairs.
Damage reaches out and is handed a drink by on of the bikers. Damage takes a swig of the beer, and turns to pull Rocco up by his hair. Once Damage gets Rocco up he blasts Rocco in the face with the cup of beer sending the liquid flying everywhere. Rocco staggers backward and falls on his butt on an empty chair. Damage charges forward and boots Rocco in the face, knocking him backward to the floor.
Damage turns to the cheering Chicago crowd as Rocco rolls on the floor and begins crawling away. This time it is Damage who stalks over Rocco. Damage reaches his long arms out and grabs Rocco by the hair and pulls him to his feet. Damage rocks Rocco with a big forearm and then whips Rocco into the wall of the arena where Rocco smacks into the brick wall before turning, staggering, and falling flat on his face.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Damage is in firm control of this one right now.
CJJ: It’s a marathon, not a sprint, Rocco Mont is just rope-a-doping Damage, letting him wear himself out.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Yeah, sure he is.
CJJ: Rocco knows what he is doing.
Rocco pushes himself up to all fours when Damage grabs him by the head and pulls him up. Damage lifts Rocco up in a bearhug, charges forward, and rams Rocco into the wall, flattening his back against the bricks. Damage releases his grip and stands back, dropping Rocco to the ground.
Damage turns and picks up a chair, holding it up for the roaring fans. Damage turns and charges toward Rocco with the chair as Rocco begins to get up. Damage charges and goes for a big splash to Rocco with the chair, but Rocco moves at the last moment and Damage flies into the wall with the chair.
Damage lands on his feet but is staggered. Damage staggers around to face Rocco, and Rocco plants a boot between the legs of Damage. Damage falls to his knees holding his crotch, and Rocco grabs the chair. Rocco lifts the chair and slams it over the head of Damage, bending the steel. Damage falls to the ground, Rocco throws the chair down, and makes a cover.
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KICKOUT!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Damage able to kick out after a massive blow to the head.
CJJ: Which head?
PATRICK MATHEWS: OH, STOP IT!
Rocco climbs to his feet and heads straight for an equipment box. Rocco climbs onto the box and leaps off with a diving elbow onto the chest of Damage. Upon impact though Rocco hits his hip on the ground and begins rolling in pain holding his hip. Rocco rolls to the equipment cases again and uses them to pull himself up. Rocco gets up holding his hip, and as he checks on it Damage begins to get to his feet.
Rocco turns back to see Damage getting to his feet. Rocco begins to charge but stumbles, and grabs at his hip. As Rocco stumbles Damage catches him, lifting Rocco up and throwing him across his shoulder. Damage runs forward, running Rocco head-first through a fire door, exiting the arena, and moving into the hallway. Damage moves into the hall and throws Rocco off of his shoulder into a Dip ‘N’ Dots stand.
The cart collapses into pieces and little balls of ice cream go flying everywhere. Damage moves forward as Rocco tries to get to his feet. Damage grabs Rocco by the head and begins lifting him up, but as he does Rocco grabs the pants of Damage and falls backward, sending Damage stumbling forward where he trips over a cooler.
Damage quickly scrambles to his feet, but as he does Rocco is already up. Damage turns around in time to see Rocco charging with a roilling cooler that hits Damage in the knees knocking Damage to the ground. Rocco bends over, grabs the bottom of the cooler, lifts it up, and dumps it ontop of Damage sending more Dip ‘N’ Dots rolling everywhere.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Rocco Mont is racking up quite the concession stand bill in this match.
CJJ: You know that these vendors be price gouging the captive audience.
Rocco hops on top of the cooler pinning Damage under it.
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Damage presses the cooler and Rocco off of him, causing Rocco to fall off to the side. Rocco lands on his feet, and stumbles, but catches his footing. Rocco looks over to see Damage trying to get to his feet. Rocco charges with a running clothesline, but Damage catches Rocco coming in with a hip toss sending Rocco flying over the counter of Ike’s Pie Shop.
Damage moves to the counter and begins to climb over the counter, but as he does Rocco pops up and slams a glass shaker of Red Pepper flakes into the forehead of Damage. Damage falls backward holding his face as the flakes burn his eyes and the glass cuts his head open. Rocco grabs a pizza cutter and hops over the counter. Rocco grabs Damage by the hair, pulls his head down, and slices him across the forehead with the pizza cutter, slicing his head open even more.
PATRICK MATHEWS: I really hope our next commercial isn’t for Papa Johns.
CJJ: I think it’s for Little Ceasers.
Damage staggers away holding his head as Rocco comes after him. Rocco grabs Damage by the hair from behind, but as he does Damage spins around grabbing Rocco around the waist and lifting him up. Damage spins around and sidewalk slams Rocco through a merchandise table. Damage lays on top for the pin.
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KICKOUT!!!
Damage rolls to his knees grabs an Enigma t-shirt, and uses it to wipe the blood and red pepper flakes from his eyes. Damage cleans his face and sees Rocco slowly climbing to his feet against a cage wall with various WGWF t-shirts hung on it. Damage pushes himself to his feet and charges with Road Kill(Running Big boot), but Rocco moves out of the way, and Damage nails the wall knocking it down.
Damage’s foot gets stuck in the cage and he’s trying to pull it free when Rocco nails him with a superkick. Damage is rocked and falls to his knees. Damage starts trying to stand when Rocco hooks his head from behind and drops him with a Reverse DDT. Rocco rolls on top of Damage for the pin.
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KICKOUT!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Damage refuses to stay down.
CJJ: Rocco Mont isn’t going to give him a choice.
Rocco stands up and clears off another table with a single swipe of his arm. Rocco turns to see Damage rolling to all fours, pulling his leg free. Rocco moves in, grabbing Damage by the head and pulling him into position for the Rocco Bomb (Razors Edge). Rocco goes to lift Damage, but before he does Damage counters with a back body drop, landing Rocco on the concrete with a splat.
Damage wipes the blood from his eyes again and turns back to Rocco. Damage grabs Rocco by the head and lifts him. Damage grabs Rocco by the throat and lifts him for the Demon's Slam(Chokeslam), but as he does Rocco digs his fingers into the cut on Damage’s head. Damage drops Rocco, who lands on his feet. Damage is holding his bloody head when Rocco jumps up catching Damage by the head and drops him face-first through the table with Rock Solid (Diamond Cutter). Rocco rolls the bloody Damage over and makes the pin.
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THREE!!
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: ROCCO MONTUORI
Match Time: 10:38
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CJJ: I TOLD YOU SO!!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Damage could sustain no more damage.
Rocco moves quickly off, proud of himself, as we cut away.
The view of the packed house at the Allstate Arena cuts to the quieter backstage area to reveal the current Smash Champion ENIGMA making his way down the hall towards the locker rooms with a bottle of water in his hand. He’s already partially in his ring gear with his leather pants and snakeskin boots already on. His bare chest is visible between the parted halves of the zip up hoodie he has on and the championship belt glistens around his waist. When he steps into his locker room, he stops dead, finding the lights off. Expecting an ambush from another contender hopeful, or even worse, The Fortunate Ones, he holds his breath and listens for a moment before flinging the full bottle of water into the darkness. It rebounds off the lockers with a metallic clang, not hitting any bodies so he reaches slowly for the light switch. It comes on without incident and he’s about to breathe a sigh of relief in the face of his own paranoia before his eyes catch sight of the garish neon yellow paint slopped across the bank of lockers that clearly spells out that same word Montuori and his crew have been taunting him with for weeks: COWARD.
The locker at the end of the row stands open, the one in which his doomsday cloak hangs and he can see there’s a neon yellow paint stripe slopped down the middle of the back, still wet and dripping. The meaning is clear: it’s the same broken record, constantly spinning, playing a tune that he has grown VERY sick of hearing.
ENIGMA: That motherfu–
At the sound of a squeak of a sneaker on tile behind him, he whirls around and lunges at the cameraman, barely restraining himself in time. He’s livid, absolutely furious as his eyes narrow but he points a finger at the camera man, indicating for him to keep rolling..
ENIGMA: For weeks, I have answered these pathetic children with silence. For weeks I have ignored their waving hands and raised voices amidst the lunatic chorus in these halls – PICK ME! PICK ME! LOOK AT ME! The more noise you make, the more you seek to curry my favour, the more you disgust me. Sad little worms, writhing on the hook, trying to bait the LOCH NESS MONSTER. You have nothing I want. Do you understand this? Beating you, Joe… it holds absolutely no appeal to me. I have done it once when your heart was barely in it. So many irons in the fire, so many other people stealing away your focus when I should have held your soul firmly in the palm of my hand. There was no fear when I looked into your eyes. No hatred. NO ANGER. You were an empty shell, going through the motions and I know this is largely because The Girl Who Rains Blood sucked your marrow dry already, but this… is the gravest of insults to me. And now, you think that you can slander me… you think that you can deface and vandalise my things and walk away without any repercussions because I was expressly told by Barrows that I was not allowed to choose you or Devlin Knight. You don’t get a pass, Joe. You wanted me to look at you, to turn and take notice when I have been doing everything in my power to distance myself from your immature shenanigans. Congratulations, Joe.
He takes a breath and when his voice comes out next, it’s full of barely-controlled fury.
ENIGMA: My eyes are open, Joe. I see you. Do you hear me? I. SEE. YOU.
Leaning closer to the camera, he flashes that predatory smile that comes nowhere near warming the cold hatred in his gaze.
ENIGMA: You’re so keen on writing your final chapter – fine. I will face a Montuori at War Games. I will give the people what they clearly want: a funeral. I want you to take these remaining days to reflect, Joe. I want you to spend time with friends and family. I want you to kiss your daughter and think long and hard about the legacy you wish to leave behind for Gia. I want you to look in the mirror and question every last thing you have said and done over the last year. Weigh it all, Joe. Prepare yourself for the reckoning that is coming, the swift vengeance that you have already bought and paid for with your hundreds of trespasses against this business that I have sacrificed half of my life for and then ask yourself if your cousin’s life truly means that little to you.
He pauses to let that sink in, knowing there will be some confusion. Slowly, a sinister smile crawls across his lips.
ENIGMA: Allow me to clarify, Joe. I’m sure you already lost focus three words in. I will face a Montuori at War Games but it won't be you, Joe. No. I’m going to start with your dear cousin Rocco. And then, I’m coming for YOU.
Snarling, ENIGMA lunges at the camera who immediately recoils back and he slams the door in the man’s face.
CJJ: Holy shit. Rocco Mont versus Enigma at War Games. That’s going to be absolutely insane!
A Voice can be heard over the PA systems of the Arena.
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CJJ: I wanna go on vacation now!
PATRICK MATHEWS: A permanent one would be nice!
CJJ: You would miss me like Stone would miss Devlin if he went away!
PATRICK MATHEWS: You need help!
The television in Xavier Lux's dressing room turns on.
"Hey there Luxy. Just wondering what sort of magic you pulled to get a match with Enigma when he's spent the better part of the last month ducking everyone. That mouth must work wonders. Or maybe its the back side.
Either way, welcome to MY show.
Just remember this, if nothing else......
I.
SEE.
YOU.
Do you see me?"
MEMPHIS BELLE It’s time for our main event of the evening! This will be a Non-Title Match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…\
The lights in the building start to flicker, matching the opening riffs and drums of 'The Infection' by Disturbed.
MEMPHIS BELLE Standing 6’2” and weighing 225 lbs, from Los Angeles, California, he is the last holder of the TPW Prestige Championship, here is “VENOM” XAVIER LUX!!
After the intro, a brief pyro explosion goes off in the entrance and as the lyrics of the song begin, Xavier Lux steps out from behind the smoke left by the pyro. He stands there sporting a black 7 Wrestling Sins T-shirt. He looks around at the crowd who were starting to come around to him, until he aligned himself with Barrows. Now, they have nothing but boos for "The Man with Venom in his Veins" as he makes his way down the ramp, keeping his focus on the ring. Once he gets to ringside, he looks under the ring and takes out his new friend, BERTHA! He grins and then hops on the apron, wiping his boots before getting in. Once inside, he makes his way to the corner, climbs to the second turnbuckle and raises Bertha high in the air and the crowd boos even louder now. He jumps down, laughing, as his music fades, the ref checks him and then gets ready for the match to start.
PATRICK MATHEWS: This could be the biggest match Xavier Lux has had yet in the WGWF.
CJJ: I don’t know, he’s been in title matches before, right? Wouldn’t that be bigger than a non-title contest?
PATRICK MATHEWS: But a win here tonight would basically guarantee Xavier Lux getting a Smash Title shot.
CJJ: Maybe. I’d say nothing’s guaranteed in this world.
MEMPHIS BELLE And now, his opponent…
"Luna est dominae, volkodlak malorum
Artes et perditae, lycan incarnatus
Luna est dominae, volkodlak malorum
Artes et perditae, lycan incarnatus"
A dense fog rolls out along the entrance ramp, the haunting whispered chant growing in volume along with the pulsing tempo of the music. A hulking hooded figure appears from the gloom, slowly and methodically stalking towards the ring. His leather doomsday cloak is open over his massive chest, each step bringing him further into the light until "The Monster Machine" is revealed in full, complete with a ball python writhing around his neck. The dark and Gothic chanting continues, music swelling in volume as each pulse in the tempo and each measured step of the monster are in sync.
MEMPHIS BELLE Standing 6’5” and weighing 275 lbs, from The Boiler Room, here is the WGWF Smash Heavyweight Champion, “THE MONSTER MACHINE” ENIGMA!!
"Rota, vita, mara, vena
Mare, dracul, morte, vita
Rota, vita, mara, vena
Mare, dracul, morte, vita"
ENIGMA ascends the ring steps and subtly wipes his feet on the apron before stepping between the ropes. He immediately scales the turnbuckles, turning towards the crowd as he lets the hood fall, revealing his war paint and colorless eyes. Throwing his head back, he sprays a bloody mist into the air before letting out a snarl. When his head lowers, blood drips from his chin and down his heaving chest.
PATRICK MATHEWS: Here is the most dominant champion in the WGWF. Enigma has held the Smash Heavyweight Championship for 232 days so far, That’s the longest reign since the WGWF returned at the beginning of 2023, including Peter Vaughn’s 224 days as World Champion, Cholo’s 212 days as Intercontinental Champion, and Sports Entertainment Xpress’ 205 days as Tag-Team Champions.
CJJ: Yean, but he comes up short when compared to the numbers of The Fortunate Ones!
PATRICK MATHEWS: You mean… all of them combined? Including when Enigma was part of the group?
CJJ: Exactly!
PATRICK MATHEWS: That’s ridiculous, even for you.
CJJ: I stand by my statement. The Fortunate Ones are incredible.
The bell sounds, as the referee makes sure that the Smash Title is secured at the timekeeper’s table. Enigma walks out of his corner, prepared for war, but Lux doesn’t back down at all. He steps forward, a confident smirk on his face. Enigma glares at him, with Lux answering with a slap across the face!! Enigma looks away for a moment, before slowly turning back towards Lux, who seems to be challenging the monster. Enigma obliges, swinging at Lux, who ducks out of the way. Enigma throws another shot, with Lux catching him under the arm, delivering an arm drag takedown! Enigma, unphased, pops back up, swinging at Lux again, but Lux just lands a second arm drag, taking Enigma down, and locking on an arm bar submission!! The crowd gasps, not expecting this beginning.
PATRICK MATHEWS: What a start for Xavier Lux!
CJJ: He came in with a gameplan, and he’s thrown the champion off-balance! I bet he got some notes from J-Mont on how to take the monster down!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Something tells me Lux is doing this all on his own… but how long will it last?
Enigma’s strength is allowing him to start rising up, in spite of the arm bar. Lux fights to keep him down, but it’s no use, as Enigma rises upwards. He yanks on his arm, but Lux lets its go, throwing Enigma off-balance. Lux then steps in, going to scoop Enigma up for a slam! Enigma’s just too bulky, though, stopping Lux with a double shot to the back, sending Lux staggering back. Enigma then charges at Lux, swinging at him, with Lux ducking under it, avoiding that strike. However, Enigma’s true plan is revealed when he springs off the ropes, leaping back with a springboard knee!! Lux goes down, stunned, as Enigma quickly drops a leg across Lux’s throat, then makes the first cover of the match, hanging onto his opponent.
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But Lux kicks out easily, having plenty of fight left. That doesn’t bother Enigma, as he immediately turns himself around, grabbing Lux by the throat!! He yanks Lux upwards, bringing both men up, as the referee starts a count, since a choke is technically illegal. Enigma doesn’t hang onto it for long, though, lifting Lux into the air for a choke toss, throwing Lux away from him!! Lux hits hard, then rolls himself under the ropes and to the outside, putting some space between him and The Monster Machine.
PATRICK MATHEWS: The strength of Enigma is really impossible to measure.
CJJ: I’m sure I could come up with something. Maybe how many eighteen-wheelers he can tow in one hand?
PATRICK MATHEWS: For most people, that would be less than one.
CJJ: Should we get into fractions? Like, how much would the truck horn weigh? I think I could tow that…
Lux is pacing outside, getting his breath back, as Enigma glares at him. As Lux turns away, saying something to the timekeeper, Enigma exits the ring from a different side. He begins to run, his size carrying him around the ring. As Lux turns, sensing an approach, Enigma powers through him with a running body block, smashing Lux to the ground!! Enigma lets out a triumphant yell to the crowd, before turning back to Lux and dragging him up. He takes him over towards the announce table, shoving some items off as both Mathews and CJJ back way up, to try and stay out of danger. Enigma then starts to lift Lux up, as if to slam him through it, but Lux pulls himself free of Enigma, dropping behind him! Enigma, surprised, turns, only to take a European uppercut! A second lands, then a third, sending Enigma toppling back onto the announce table!
Seeing this, Lux points down at Enigma, as if wanting to prepare something big. But he hesitates, hearing the referee shout “6”, as he’s been counting this whole time. Lux hurries back to the ring, rolling in to break the count. He rolls back out, going back to where Enigma is still on the table, grabbing at him to get him in position for a big move. But Enigma sits up, shoving Lux away from him, before getting off the table! Lux snaps a kick at Enigma, but Enigma knocks it away, then grabs Lux, ramming him back into the apron with all his force! Lux slumps, as Enigma rolls him into the ring, following behind him and stopping the ref’s count once again.
PATRICK MATHEWS: That was too close.
CJJ: I tell you, we need hazard pay for this job!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Like they’d ever pay us more.
CJJ: It’s time for us to strike, Patrick! United we stand!
PATRICK MATHEWS: You really think they wouldn’t just bring in Centurion, Raven, or Page to take our place?
CJJ: … Maybe I was a little hasty…
Back in the ring, Enigma is stalking the recovering Lux, preparing himself behind him. He locks onto Lux, applying the Fade To Black (Crossface Choke)!! But Lux reacts immediately, keeping himself from going down as he pushes off the ropes with his feet, throwing them backwards and immediately putting Enigma into a pinning predicament! The referee, though surprised, quickly does his job…
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And Enigma lets go of the hold and gets free, keeping this one going! Both wrestlers get to their feet, with Enigma shoving Lux backwards into the ropes. But Lux comes running right back at the Smash champion, leaping onto him and taking him over with a hurricanrana!! Enigma rises right back up, shrugging it off, but Lux then delivers a head scissors, sending Enigma toppling through the ropes!! Enigma lands on his feet, holding his head, before turning back to the ring. But Lux comes running in his direction, leaping over the top rope with a flipping pescado, taking Enigma to the ground!! Lux gives a shout to the booing audience, fired up, as this one keeps going.
PATRICK MATHEWS: What a move from Xavier Lux! He’s actually got Enigma on the defensive!
CJJ: You see? This is all because of Joe Montuori!
PATRICK MATHEWS: … Your logic completely escapes me.
CJJ: Enigma left The Fortunate Ones, so now he’s no longer invulnerable! And Lux is still friendly towards J-Mont, just like Cholo!
PATRICK MATHEWS: … Yeah, no, J-Mont gets zero credit for this.
CJJ: Aw, come on!
Lux has gotten Enigma back up now, rolling the larger man back into the ring. Lux follows him in, setting up to the side. Enigma pushes himself upwards, with Lux charging in at him with a shining wizard attempt. But Enigma gets his head out of the way, pushing himself upwards. Lux, regaining his balance, comes back in with another kick, but Enigma catches his foot. Lux then turns it into an enziguri, but again, Enigma blocks it, with Lux falling to the mat. Enigma’s still got his foot, though, with Enigma lifting Lux back up and slamming him down leg first multiple times!! Lux is in agony, trying to get free, as Enigma drags him closer to him, pulling Lux up… and delivering Hellbound (Pumphandle Slam)!!! He stays on top for the pin, pushing down on Lux…
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THR-and Lux kicks out! Enigma doesn’t show any frustration, as he pulls Lux back up, throwing him into the ropes. As Lux returns, Enigma goes for The Culling (Big Boot), wanting to take Lux’s head off! But Lux dodges it, reaching the other side and leaping onto the ropes, before springing himself backwards with a springboard shooting star splash right into Enigma, taking him to the canvas!! The crowd is on its feet as Lux hangs onto Enigma’s legs…
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THR-No! Enigma kicks out!
PATRICK MATHEWS: This one’s feeling like a real stand off so far! Both men are breaking out some major moves!
CJJ: C’mon, Xavier! Do it for J-Mont!
With Enigma trying to get up, Lux sets himself off to the side. This time, his boot connects, knocking Enigma back to the mat! Lux doesn’t waste time, heading over towards the turnbuckle. He goes up, setting himself as he looks down at Enigma. He leaps off the top, landing his Frogsplash Elbow Drop, planting it perfectly into the center of Enigma’s chest!!! Enigma groans, rolling to his side, but Lux quickly yanks on his arm, pulling him back so that his shoulders are down. Lux then makes the cover, ordering the referee to count faster, as the ref slides in…
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THRE-No! Enigma kicks out! Lux, looking a little disappointed in the referee, shaking his head. He drags Enigma back up, landing a few extra shots to the head to keep him stunned. Lux then whips Enigma over to the corner. With Enigma sitting there, Lux runs forward for The Toxin, leaping for the dropkick… but Enigma slides out of the corner, and Lux hits nothing but the top turnbuckle!! Lux tumbles backwards, landing on the mat and rolling in pain. He fights to get up, but Enigma is there now, hauling Lux upwards onto his shoulders, and then racing forward to deliver a running powerbomb!! The impact hits hard, with Enigma hanging on to try and get the victory…
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THRE-NO! Lux shoots to the left, getting his shoulder off the mat!
PATRICK MATHEWS: This is anyone’s game at this point!
CJJ: I really thought Enigma had it there! Thank goodness Lux kicked out!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Yeah, but Lux has got to recover now if he wants to…
The crowd immediately spins towards the entryway, as the infamous music keeps playing. Joe Montuori walks out of the back, smiling as he looks around at everyone booing him.
PATRICK MATHEWS: What the hell??
CJJ: Yes!! YEEESSS!!!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: JMont can’t be out here!! He’s banned from Smash!!
CJJ: Who cares??
Enigma, for his part, has taken notice of Montuori, glaring over at him. JMont heads towards the ring, still smiling… but suddenly, security is coming in from both sides, surrounding him!!! JMont looks around, preparing himself to fight his way out… until he sees Smash General Manager Jonathan Barrows stepping out of the crowd! He curses out Barrows, telling him to get out of the way, but Barrows orders security to grab JMont and drag him out of the building!! The crowd is cheering wildly as JMont is pulled backwards, with Barrows directing them back towards the entrance!
CJJ: Stop that! Get off of him!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Jonathan Barrows is following through on his promise! He was ready for JMont to be out here!
CJJ: This is a crime against humanity!!
As security continues to push JMont back, Enigma watches him leave. He then turns back to the action, only to see the referee shoved from behind right into him!! The referee falls to the side, even as Rocco Montuori jumps over him and starts swinging at Enigma!! The fans are booing heavily, as we see a smirking JMont nodding through the wave of security at the top of the ramp. He points towards Rocco, showing him respect as Barrows looks back, disappointed. Rocco lands a few more shots, smirking at the champ. But Enigma catches Rocco on a swing, sending Rocco over the ropes with a toss, putting him on the outside!!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: Rocco tried a sneak attack on the man he’s fighting at War Games!!
CJJ: Get back in there, Rocco, and take that man out!!
Enigma glares at Rocco, who is back on his feet outside, telling him his time will come. He turns away again… and Lux comes flying in, smashing into Enigma with the Toxin!!! Enigma drops to a knee in the corner, stunned, as Lux yells at him, telling him to pay attention to what’s in front of him!! Even Rocco looks a little surprised, backing off as the recovering referee gets to his feet. As Enigma struggles to get up, Lux backs away, only to race forward again with the Toxin a second time!!! Enigma’s now slumped in the corner, with both arms over the ropes. The fans sound shocked, with a very mixed reaction right now. Lux points to Enigma, still saying that he’s the one, before running in and landing a THIRD Toxin!!! Enigma falls to the mat, as Lux stands over him, furious!
CJJ: Oh man…
PATRICK MATHEWS: Lux has gone wild!!
CJJ: Way to go, JMont! You showed up and inspired him!!
With Enigma knocked senseless, trying to recover, Lux stands over him, seething. He reaches down, hauling the injured champion up. Enigma, barely able to recover, still tries a heavy swing, but Lux blocks it, leaning into Enigma With a wild yell, Lux leans over and lifts up, getting Enigma off of his feet!! The crowd is losing it as Lux brings Enigma over with The Instant Cure, slamming him down!!! Even Rocco is standing outside the ring in shock as Lux makes the cover, hanging tightly onto both legs as the referee instantly drops for the count…
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WINNER VIA PINFALL: XAVIER LUX
Match Time: 14:51
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PATRICK MATHEWS: History has just been made!!
CJJ: Way to go, Lux!!!
PATRICK MATHEWS: But you have to put some blame on the interference of both Montuori members, as they helped to distract the Smash Heavyweight Champion!
CJJ: Yeah, well, when it mattered, Lux hit the moves to get the victory! Everything before that doesn’t matter!
PATRICK MATHEWS: All I know is that we’re going to see repercussions from what happened here tonight!
The crowd is still lost, split between their feelings, as Xavier Lux has climbed the turnbuckle, celebrating his victory. Rocco has moved up the aisle, laughing heavily as he heads backwards. JMont, Barrows, and security are near the entrance, as JMont points up towards Cholo in the luxury box. We slowly cut away.
Camera fades in from black, revealing a dimly lit room with a flickering neon sign that reads "SYNN" in blood-red letters. The atmosphere is tense, a storm of anticipation brewing in the air. SYNN stands at the center, her presence commanding, her eyes burning with unspoken fury.
SYNN: "The world of wrestling has always been a battleground, a place where the strongest rise and the weak perish. But tonight, a new war begins. Tonight, SYNN declares war on the WGWF."
The camera zooms in on SYNN’s face, capturing every emotion as she speaks.
SYNN: "You see, Enigma made a choice, a choice that has consequences far beyond what he could ever imagine. He chose not to crown me the World Champion. He chose to ignore the undeniable truth that I am the force that drives this federation. And now, everyone has to suffer the consequences of his cowardice."
She takes a step forward, her intensity growing with each word.
SYNN: "Nobody is safe. Not the champions, not the contenders, not even the fans who sit comfortably in their seats, thinking they know what's coming next. This isn't just a declaration; it's a promise. A promise that I will tear apart everything and everyone until the WGWF is nothing but a memory of what it once was."
The camera pans out to reveal the destruction around her: shattered trophies, broken belts, and torn posters of other wrestlers. The scene is a testament to her rage and her vow of vengeance.
SYNN: "Enigma, this is all on you. You had the chance to do what was right, to give the world the champion it deserves. But instead, you chose to play it safe, to hide behind your politics and your favorites. And for that, you will pay dearly. They will all pay."
She points to the camera, as if pointing directly at Enigma and the audience.
SYNN: "And Barrows, you think you're safe because you wear a suit and make decisions from behind a desk? Think again. Your reign is over, Enigma. Your era of complacency and mediocrity is dead. I am the reckoning, and I am coming for you."
SYNN smirks, a dangerous glint in her eyes as she continues.
SYNN: "And to the so-called champions of the WGWF, you walk around with your belts, thinking you’re invincible. But those belts are just toys, mere symbols of a past that I’m about to obliterate. You are all marked. Every single one of you. This isn't just a fight for a title anymore; it's a fight for survival."
The camera shifts to a close-up of SYNN’s hand clenching into a fist, veins bulging with rage.
SYNN: "And the fans? The ones who cheer for their heroes and boo their villains? You think you’re just spectators? Think again. You are all part of this. You fed into this illusion, this charade. And now, you will witness firsthand what happens when the curtain is torn down and the truth is revealed. Blame Enigma. Blame him for your shattered dreams and your broken heroes."
SYNN’s voice drops to a chilling whisper, but her words are no less powerful.
SYNN: "This is a warning. To Enigma, to the WGWF, to every wrestler and every fan. I am the storm that’s coming. And when it hits, there will be no mercy, no escape. This is your end, and my beginning."
The camera slowly fades to black, the last image being SYNN's piercing eyes filled with unyielding determination and dark promise. Her words echo in the silence, leaving an indelible mark on the psyche of everyone who hears them.
SYNN: "Prepare yourselves, for SYNN is here, and war is upon you."
Thanks to the following match-writers:
Jonathan Barrows
Ezra Gideon
Terry Marshall
Thanks to the following segment-writers:
Hanari Carnes
Cholo
Nick Danger
Enigma
Ezra Gideon
Xavier Lux
Connor Mallory
Joe Montuori
Johnny Stylez
Synn
Jonathan Barrows
Ezra Gideon
Terry Marshall
Thanks to the following segment-writers:
Hanari Carnes
Cholo
Nick Danger
Enigma
Ezra Gideon
Xavier Lux
Connor Mallory
Joe Montuori
Johnny Stylez
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