Post by gvb on Jun 27, 2022 11:18:24 GMT -6
MWE Summer Beach Tour: Maui
Live from Ka'anapali Beach in Maui, HI
Friday, June 17th, 2022
Maui, Hawaii: an island paradise that some only dream of going to. However, for The Franchised GOAT, he gets paid to live a dream, and if everything goes right here… walks away with his first Millenium Championship on top of it. Danielson is found standing in his finest Coulter Wear suit on the beach of Ka'anapali, just outside of the event space. A weirdly sincere and genuine look of awe is on the face of The GOAT, as he just stares out over the water.
Billy Danielson:
I don’t think there has ever been… a more beautiful day… than today.
He keeps looking out to the Lahaina Roads.
Billy Danielson:
Standing on this white sand, staring out at the seemingly never-ending blue sea and sky. It almost feels poetic. It almost feels…
Danielson trails off for a second as he takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. He soaks in one last moment on the beach before releasing his breath, opening his eyes, and looking into the camera. His entire demeanor has shifted from happy tourist to confident businessman.
Billy Danielson:
Let me start this off, by saying Julian Savell is afraid of me. He and his entire Unasked Four, or whatever they are calling themselves, are afraid of the power and the talent that comes with the name ‘Billy Danielson’. That’s why they cost me my shot at the briefcase, and that’s why Julian Savell dropped the Chicago Way Championship.
Danielson fixes his tie, trying to establish even more that he isn’t playing tonight with so much on the line.
Billy Danielson:
I held a win over him, I had the next shot at his title, I was gaining even more momentum than I already had against his lap dog… and then he pulled the stunt he pulled in Malibu.
Billy shakes his head in disgust, despite smiling through it all.
Billy Danielson:
And to an extent, I can’t blame Julian. When I had the power and the support, and I saw someone threatening my position on top… I made it difficult for them to breathe too. I have never been against jumping people, or costing them matches, or trying to slander their good name. Look at my work in Mainstream Wrestling, the evidence has been there for nearly 6 years.
He pauses for a moment as his seemingly understanding tone disappears into just pure disappointment now.
Billy Danielson:
But I would NEVER drop a championship for fun. I would never waste the opportunities awarded to me by my string-pulling. I would make sure that championship was untouchable by those deemed below me. And though I have turned over a new leaf, and I am TRYING to be a better person, I find myself in the very opportunity needed to make sure that I both take a title that was always going to be mine, to begin with, and make it UNTOUCHABLE!
He realizes he’s starting to get a little too heelish again and starts to pull back on that ego. He looks out to the ocean as if looking for a distraction from himself.
Billy Danielson:
AND COULD THERE BE A MORE BEAUTIFUL DAY TO WIN SUCH A TITLE???
Billy looks back at the camera, eyes full of excitement and energy as he points at the scene beside him.
Billy Danielson:
Tonight, as the sun drops down over the water and the ocean sings the praises of Millenium Wrestling Enterprises, I will stand tall over one-time tag team partner Matt Stone, long-time rival Valkyrie, self-professed Queen of the Deathmatch Kim Williams, medium-time rival Megan Manning, and my cousin… Hone-
Before he could finish, Honey pops up behind Billy and startles him.
Honey:
HEY COUSIN BILLY!!!
Danielson turns around, completely thrown off his promo game now as Honey just smiles and waves at him.
Billy Danielson:
WHERE DID YOU COME FROM??? HOW DID YOU DO THAT???
Honey:
Cousin Jimmy taught me how to do that! But it's a family secret!
Honey stifles a little laugh behind her hand Billy grumbles beneath his breath “Of course he did” before turning back to her and smiling
Honey:
I have a question. Since I'm not, like, a regular Millennium wrestler or, a Millenoodler as Cousin Mimi informed me is, like, the term you use for regular Millennium wrestlers. Since we're all going to be in this …. hardcore match, for the Chicago Way championship here in beautiful Maui…
Honey pauses for the crowd to pop.
Honey:
Does that technically make the Chicago Way Championship a World Championship?
Honey then cups her chin like the inquisitive emoji she often posts after asking a question. Billy facepalms and slowly drags his hand down until his eyes can meet hers.
Billy Danielson:
No, because Maui is IN the United States. So if anything, it would make it a National Championship. However, it's also been defended in Mexico, China, and Japan, so it's probably more accurately an Intercontinental Championship. Why do you ask?
Honey:
Because I was wondering if you would travel to other places to chase it if, like, when the dust settles and I'm the winner and stuff. I thought maybe when summer ends if it would be back to Chicago only. We could have a whole Summer of matches until Summer ends. I'd be like Perry the Platypus and you'd be Doofenshmirtz, Honey the Happypus vs Dr. Danielshmirtz. All Summer Long.
Danielson pauses, staring at Honey with bewilderment as he raises one eyebrow.
Billy Danielson:
Well, the problem is that-
Honey cuts him off.
Honey:
And then Cousin Lexie has a cool teal ring gear made up and, like, a refurbished fedora so it'll look Perr-y-riffic! Maybe we can make a lab coat-themed one for you and-
Billy Danielson:
YOU WILL NOT BE THE CHAMPION TONIGHT, HONEY!!!
Danielson is seething, but realizing he just fully screamed at Honey, he quickly dials it all back and throws an arm over the shoulder of Honey.
Billy Danielson:
What I meant to say, is that I have no problem feuding the rest of Summer with you, Cousin. I think there are very many people who would enjoy that, me included. However, I have spent my entire nearly year-long run in Millenium chasing titles and opportunities. Every tournament I've been in, I've had someone cost me my shot. Every title match I've had someone cost me my shot. I don't care how much blood is spilled tonight in this hardcore match, whether it's my blood, our shared blood, someone else's blood, or a mixture of all six… I will be walking out of Maui as Millenium Chicago Way Champion!
He looks at Honey with a smile.
Billy Danielson:
And you can have first dibs at a shot, Honey the Platypus.
Honey:
Hmmm.
Honey says giving him a side hug.
Honey:
I guess you're pretty Hugcore too, Cousin.
As in the background, their cousin Mimi runs at an awaiting Derrick La'Bell who catches and raises her like the scene in Dirty Dancing with Sabrina filming it presumably for Derrick's TikTok account. Billy nearly sees his long-time rival, but before he can look over at him Honey snaps her fingers!
Honey:
I almost forgot! Cousin Sabrina wanted to know if you had, like, representation!
Billy shakes his head and laughs.
Billy Danielson:
We can talk about that another time, but tonight… let's just focus on bringing another title to the family, yea?
Honey puts on a pair of aviators and looks at Billy
Honey:
Let's do just that, Goose!
As Honey takes a big man walk past Billy off-screen.
Previously Recorded
“Too Sexy” Tiffany Lynn Page is sitting on the balcony of her Suite at the Wailea Beach Resort in Maui looking over the ocean water. Megan Coleman is standing behind the chair Tiffany is sitting in. In front of Tiffany is a Mimosa and a bowl of fruit.
“Too Sexy” Tiffany Lynn Page:
I am so glad you are here. I truly am.
Tiffany takes a single grape and eats it.
“Too Sexy” Tiffany Lynn Page:
I really can’t help it. Despite someone like that troll, Karen, trying to end me there is nobody in MWE or anywhere else that can do so. But that troll and her favorite preschooler made me take stock because that troll of mine shouldn’t have gotten in eight hundred miles of me…but here we are. Karen was able to get to me but she obviously didn’t get the job done. I am all well and good. My people are thriving. Clyde is the new Riot Champion, while APE fell short of regaining the World Tag Team titles, I know it is only a matter of time before he is World Champion once again.
Tiffany smiles.
“Too Sexy” Tiffany Lynn Page:
But I knew when I first laid eyes on you that having you on the team would be a major asset for me then when my sister, Bianca, told me that the two of you have come into a similar business arrangement out in Vegas now that she has that dude who is obsessed with her. And Bianca raves about you and how much of a bad ass you are. I want you to be a part of the team and watch my back. Now don’t get it twisted, we all watch our backs, and I will pay you handsomely on top of your contract with MWE. Join up with us and you get more money and gold then you could have imagined.
The camera pans over to see Darcy Graves smiling as she sits in the chair opposing Tiffany. Darcy has been listening to the woman, as she had been eating some of the food presented to her. She then looked over at the larger man sitting next to her, smiling a bit. The man in the suit looked at Tiffany.
Ciaran Page:
You know, Ms. Page, when you asked my daughter to this fantastic spread, and to this private suite. See when my daughter, the HOW Violent Champion, Darcy Graves, joined with your sister, it was a momentous moment for her career. Similar, that creep won’t see the Bas of HOW coming, neither will any opponent that seeks you or your family out. Now, this is a business arrangement that we can come together with.
“Too Sexy” Tiffany Lynn Page:(With a devilish look on her face)
Excellent!
Singles Match
Tiffany Lynn-Page VS Lucie Callaway
WINNER: Lucie Callaway BY: Pinfall (S.O.S), 9:08 |
Megan Manning is pacing back and forth backstage when she catches the camera coming up toward her.
Megan Manning:
What do you want? Do you want me to say something? As if I’d have anything positive to say about any of my opponents tonight.
Megan rolled her eyes.
Megan Manning:
I mean, who do we have here? Matt Stone? How many opportunities is this guy going to get? Every single thing he does? He squanders it. He was a double champion but how long did that last?
Manning scoffed.
Megan Manning:
He tried to catch my reign as Intercontinental Champion but he didn’t even come close. Then Billy Danielson? Ugh.
She shook her head.
Megan Manning:
He has been OBSESSED with me for how long? I hate being in a ring with him and he is overrated. Hopefully, this is the end. Then we have Kimberly Williams, the woman with the most generic name in MWE. I mean, her personality is posting the same stupid gif on twitter. But I guess that’s what she has become, a fucking joke. She used to be someone to take seriously.
Megan couldn’t help but roll her eyes again.
Megan Manning:
Then we have Honey. She peaked in Liberty and then after that? She fell flat on her face. Why is she even wrestling still? Why is her family still a thing? I don’t know and I don’t care but if she gets in my way, I’ll make sure to show her what a true prodigy of wrestling looks like. Then last but not least, we have Valkyrie, who has decided to become a singles competitor.
She laughed and shook her head.
Megan Manning:
Are you kidding me? You failed to take the Junior Heavyweight Championship from JJ Night and now you’re getting a shot at the Chicago Way Championship? Make it all make sense, please!
Manning paused and let out a sigh.
Megan Manning:
Whatever though. I’m sick of all of this. I’m sick of all of you. This hardcore match? I’m going to use it to set an example when I beat the living hell out of all of you and show you all why I am the cornerstone of Millennium. I am the person this company was built on. I’ve held it up. And now? Now I’m adding the Chicago Way Championship to my list of accomplishments here. See you idiots out there.
She turned and walked away and the scene faded.
Triple Threat Match
JJ Nova VS Saul Maverick VS Darcy Graves
WINNER: Darcy Graves BY: Pinfall (Better Call Saul), 10:55 |
The theme from the Bonanza tv show begins to play. Suddenly we see the strangest of sights indeed; it is Kimberly Williams, with bag in hand, riding a velociraptor onto Ka’anapali Beach. Yes, a velociraptor. Considering this species went extinct a very long time ago, this is either a prop drone Kim stole from the Jurassic movies or it is a guy in a costume. Don’t tell that to The Woman Scorned. She seems perfectly happy as her dinosaur comes to a stop in front of the camera. Kim hops off the raptor. Kim is wearing torn denim jeans, boots, and a “Queen of the Death Match” t-shirt. She has her SCW Underground Championship, HKW Bloodlust Championship, and Unsanctioned Communist Championship belts all wrapped around her waist. The camera focuses in but Kim isn’t the first to speak.
Velociraptor Blue:
Roar to my bitches! What’s up in the hizouse?! Your girl Blue is back, fresh off making another crapton of cash! Which reminds me, make sure go see Jurassic World: Dominion and line my pockets with even more cash, bitches!
Kimberly pats Blue on her head.
Kimberly Williams:
This isn’t about you, sweetie.
Velociraptor Blue:
Lemme have my moment in the spotlight, alright? I’m not like that stupid tin can. I’m a major fuckin’ upgrade, babe! But anyway, yeah, tonight is a big night babes and bitches. The Chicago Way Championship is gonna be decided tonight when my girl Kimmy butchers and maims five losers! She’s gonna turn the beaches red with blood, ya feel me? So give a warm welcome to my new employer, the reigning SCW Underground Champion, HKW Bloodlust Champion, and Unsanctioned Communist Champion, The Queen of the Death Match Kimberly Williams!
Williams steps forward and takes a bow.
Kimberly Williams:
Thank you, Blue! And you’re right, you are an upgrade from the Dalek…
She touches the tips of Blue’s teeth.
Kimberly Williams:
...see? Real. Real sharp, that is! They’re like daggers because, well, they ARE daggers! Show them what else you can do, Blue!
Velociraptor Blue sprays hot cause out of its mouth. Kim claps her hands happily.
Kimberly Williams:
Blue here will be accompanying me to the ring tonight for this death match. See, I look at this competition for tonight’s Chicago Way Title Match and I see people like Matt Stone, Billy Danielson, Honey, and Megan Manning…
Williams shakes her head.
Kimberly Williams:
...and I must say, I’m disappointed. Were it not for Valkyrie being there I’d say that I was completely disappointed with MWE. I mean, come on, is that the best you can do? This is supposed to be a bloodbath and the only one taking this bloodbath seriously is Valkyrie. But have no fear, death match fans! Your one true Queen of the Death Match is here to solve your problems.
Kim opens up her bag of tricks and produces the staple gun, the infinity gauntlet, and the knife glove.
Kimberly Williams
As you can see I have all of my old favorites…the staple gun that I used to staple Datura’s ass with…the infinity gauntlet I used to wipe out half of the HKW roster…and of course Betty White, my love, my girl, that I used to gut many an opponent!
Williams places those items back in the bag. Then she reaches in and produces a barbed wire steel chair.
Kimberly Williams:
I have all new favorites…like this barbed wire steel chair! And you’re gonna bring that bed of nails to the ring, right Blue?
Velociraptor Blue:
You got it my homie!
Kimberly Williams:
See, ladies and gentlemen, there is no one among the field worthy enough to carry on the fine hardcore death match tradition of the Chicago Way championship more than me! No, not even Valkyrie. Val, baby, you are good but not as good as me. I am the Queen of the Death Match. I have proven it time and time again and tonight will be just another walk in the park for The Woman Scorned.
Kim hops back on Blue’s back.
Kimberly Williams:
Hi-Ho, Blue! Away!
Velociraptor Blue:
Who you callin’ a Ho?
Kimberly Williams:
It’s just a figure of speech.
Velociraptor Blue:
ROAR TO MY BITCHES!
Battle For The Briefcase Tournament Match
Round 2: No DQ
Rainer Nordhagen VS Tiana Petrova-HammondRound 2: No DQ
WINNER: Tiana Petrova-Hammond BY: Pinfall (Gold Star Standard), 10:13 |
We open backstage where we see Matt Stone talking with his business advisor, Nicole Rossi. He’s getting ready for his big match tonight against five other hungry competitors for the vacant Chicago Way Championship.
Matt Stone:
I hate hardcore matches. Why was this a good idea?
Nicole Rossi:
Because it’s important for you to expand your horizons.
Nicole makes a sweeping gesture with both of her hands as she tilts her head to the side in a slight manner. As always she is fashionably dressed for the evening, in some neutral tones of beige and pale yellow, trying to bring a nice summer-y feel to her wardrobe.
Nicole Rossi:
It’s already been proven that you are a fantastic technical wrestler, but now you can show everyone how dangerous you are with a weapon in your hands.
Matt Stone:
Well of course I’m dangerous with a weapon in my hand, everyone is.
Matt laced up his boots and turned to face her.
Matt Stone:
That’s the problem, in a technical environment it’s like I’m facing a disarmed opponent, here anyone can come in swinging a bat and the odds are even.
Nicole Rossi:
Well of course if you think of it like that you won’t want to go into this match.
Nicole rolls her eyes before she reaches out with one hand to tap her index finger up against Matt’s chest.
Nicole Rossi:
Maybe you need to think about how there’s another championship to add to your growing collection at the end of this match should you be able to survive. That should be more than enough to give you reason to start swinging first.
Matt Stone:
Oh I’m motivated, that’s not the question, I just have to try and avoid Billy in the office with the candlestick or however this match is going to play out. I don’t even have the luxury of needing to watch my own back, I have to watch everyone’s back. Either that or just go for the quick win. But you’re right, I want that title. No one in this company’s history has ever held all of the titles and that’s what I want to be known for.
Nicole Rossi:
Plus the more successful YOU are, the better it is for ME.
Nicole puts some extra emphasis on her words as she places her hands on her hips, a big smile on her face.
Nicole Rossi:
It’s essentially a bunch of people all thrown together in this one match and you need to be the one who walks away with the gold.
Matt raises an eyebrow at her stunning lack of subtlety towards her motivations, but it was at least honest.
Matt Stone:
I’m aware of what it entails, just needs to happen. This is more of a lottery ticket than anything though, so I guess I gotta ask myself one thing. Do I feel lucky?
Nicole raises one eyebrow, her hands still on her hips.
Nicole Rossi:
Well, do you punk?
Matt Stone:
Yeah, I think I do.
He smirks, reaching out and booping Nicole’s nose before walking passed her.
Matt Stone:
But just to be sure, wish me luck.
Nicole places one hand over her chest as she glances back towards Matt while he is approaching closer to the door so he can leave the room.
Nicole Rossi:
Good luck out there, don’t die.
She sticks her tongue out slightly, teasing him clearly, and he just shakes his head before he leaves as the scene fades out.
Chicago Way Championship Match
Six-Way Hardcore Match
Matt Stone VS Kimberly Williams VS Billy Danielson VS Honey VS Valkyrie VS Megan ManningSix-Way Hardcore Match
WINNER: Valkyrie (NEW CHICAGO WAY CHAMPION) BY: Pinfall (Spear), 12:08 |
With the bloodshed over, the new Champion wasn’t going to leave the ring. Valkyrie lifted up the belt above her head as she laughed. Calling for a microphone, which was quickly brought to her, with the Dane pulling the MWE cover from the microphone, dropping it on the canvas and crushing it under her boot, before she raised the microphone up and began speaking.
Valkyrie: You shocked? Pretty sure everyone in management is shocked right about now! I said on Twitter that during the one hundredth show that they didn’t think I was good enough to book on the show, not even to spill my blood in a match that was my God's Damned Suggestion! But you made damn sure that whenever I was considered good enough, it was giving a bit of a rub to the so-called up and comers or management favorites!
Valkyrie had a smirk on her face as she dipped her finger into the blood oozing out of a cut on her head, and visibly wrote her name on the belt… then crossed out the Chicago with it.
Valkyrie: Do you honestly think that Karen and Olly would have ever made Warblade 42 look like idiots if they didn’t have management backing them and conveniently missing out on the cheating? Or that Glory would have beaten me last week if the referee hadn’t distracted me? No, because I don’t have names that management likes, because I’m not mildly annoying enough to be entertaining with corny bullshit! I tried being a team player and all it got me was making rookies look half decent in the ring and putting a bigger spotlight on those who don’t need it! Fucking hell they do it to anyone who made a name for themselves elsewhere and gets lost in the shuffle only to have the dirty done on them at another point!
Valkyrie pointed the bloodstained belt to the camera in front of her, a sadistic smile appearing on her face. The fans in attendance, were beginning to jeer loudly, which Valkyrie
Valkyrie: You can consider this the rebirth of Valkyrie, and you can consider this a declaration of war.. From this moment on, if you want this strap defended on TV, you’d better make damn sure it’s on the card and a damn sight higher than opening! Put it second on the card, I’m going home with it because I will not be a Piss Break anymore! And you can send anyone you want for this belt who you deem a favored name, just expect them to come back with new scars and no belt!
Valkyrie paused again as she then looked up the ramp, pointing again with her belt.
Valkyrie: And to those of you in the back who feel that you haven’t been given due respect… reach out! Stand by me and I’ll stand by you, and give this fucking company the most vicious kick up the arse it never got! Because every High Queen needs a War Counsel and alliances! And causing havoc is more fun when you have those revolutionaries standing with you!
And with those final words, Valkyrie dropped the mic and kicked the remains of the broken MWE microphone cover to the wind, dropping out of the ring as she placed the belt on her shoulder and with a middle finger raised in defiance, headed to the back.
The scene opens up inside of a fancy hotel lobby. A suited and booted TD Batterson is standing imposingly behind his employer and the current Cloud Gate Champion, Faizah Marshall. The championship is wrapped around her waist. Her hands resting on her hips. Blows a kiss at the camera.
Faizah Marshall:
Maui has been great so far. Never would have imagined in a million years I’d come to Hawaii. Life is great when you’re the MWE Cloud Gate Champion annnnnnnnnnnnnnnd a star on the hit show, Ghost Fighter Boone. Season 2 will be lit. Stay tuned for that.
Faizah cracks a smile.
Faizah Marshall:
You didn’t tune in to hear me brag about my endless list of accomplishments. Part of the reason you are sitting at the edge of your seats is to watch the sisters, Trinity and Tiff, with their hearts set on ripping “the villain” in this whole ordeal, me, a new one. Nevermind what all this drama is doing to my best friend in the world, Millie. I digress. No one cares about Millie more than I do, you’d think Trinity would. I guarantee, if Trinity had a chance to end my career tonight, she would, that’s the level of selfishness that exists inside Trinity.
Don’t believe me?
Flashback to Academy Season 1. I wanted to teach Faith a lesson. I wanted to be the hero of the Academy, most importantly, I wanted to be the one to avenge Tiff. That’s right, in case you forgot, I grew up a huge Tiff fan. Had posters of Tiff plastered on my wall, the whole nine yards. Trinity couldn’t allow me to have my moment all to myself. She played her own sister's music I might add, causing a distraction, casting doubt on whether I could beat Faith without the pomp and circumstance. Trin had to be the hero. Not me. The worst part about all that... she admitted we were never friends. She never liked me. As far as my existence is concerned, she could have cared less about how that moment affected me.
Selfish much?
Faizah shakes her head.
Faizah Marshall:
Anyway; huge Tiff fan. Which brings me to tonight actually. Tiff, sweetheart, are you looking forward to teaming with your long lost half sister? Did you two put in the time at the gym? Study tape? Bond like only sisters can? This must be the most exciting moment of your life, bigger than being the greatest Cloud Gate Champion of all time. Just like you’ve done to me more times than I can count, I’m gonna disappoint you. The contract Nine left in my possession gives me the power to book you in any match I desire. With that said, I am exercising my right to remove you from tonights tag team match.
Faizah shrugs.
Faizah Marshall:
Trinity, find yourself another partner. Go ahead, bring Tiana. Oh wait, she’s competing tonight ain’t she? Knowing that dumb cunt and her rage issues, getting roughed up twice in one night does feel more her style so... I’m begging you. Pick her. All the MMA in the world doesn’t change the fact that I am smarter than she’ll ever be. Smarter than you too, I might add.
A sly smirk forms on Faizah’s face.
Faizah Marshall:
Tiff.. do I have your attention now? I used to. We trained together. Shared laughs. I was in the presence of the one woman I admired more than my own mother. You ruined that. Actually, the people in your life got in the way. First, there was Trinity, your long lost sister. Even after she caused you to be suspended for that stunt she pulled in the Academy, you welcomed her with open arms, you stopped paying as much attention to me. The whole JJ incident. You abandoned me entirely. I will admit I was confused, we all came to the main roster. You started being nice to me again, it was hard to hate you to be honest. Part of me was happy for you when it became public you and Skylynn found each other. Part of me... the other part of me was jealous.
Faizah sneers.
Faizah Marshall:
Even Clyde. You two became a tag team, his attention was focused on you too. Over time, Trinity poisoned your mind, telling you I was a bad seed. Do you know how much it broke my heart when you tweeted your sister was right? Why, why is she right all of a sudden? Because Clyde chose me? It wasn’t enough you allowed the other people to steal what attention I wanted. I can’t have Clyde be loyal to me? How selfish are you...?
Faizah grits her teeth.
Faizah Marshall:
When I saw your contract the wheels began to turn. I decided if I couldn’t have your attention the way I wanted. If you weren’t going to join my Planet, the next best thing I could do is control you. Your career belongs to me now. This is the closest I am going to get to being the center of your world. By now you hate me... you bought the koolaid your sister shoved down your throat. I have no incentive to let you go. One more thing, the next show on our Beach Tour, you’re going to have a match with an old friend. Megan Manning.
Faizah pauses, allowing that to sink in.
Faizah Marshall:
Oh... and her husband, Pierce, inside a steel cage by the way. And the only way you can win is by pinfall or submission. We’re going old school. Escaping won’t you, Tiff.
Faizah chuckles a little.
Faizah Marshall:
Guess it’s true what they say, never meet your heroes. You broke my heart, Tiff. From now on, I’m going to break yours.
Faizah looks over her shoulder at TD Batterson who has remained quite stoic throughout all this. He nods to his boss. Both TD and Faizah walk off as the scene fades to black.
Tag Team Match
Jackie Rex Daniels & Anna Daniels VS Jessica Anderson & Evelyn Carter
WINNER: Anna Daniels & Jacky Rex Daniels BY: Pinfall (Interrobang), 11:27 |
The always smiling and exuberant JJ Night was now on our screen as he waved at the camera.
JJ Night:
Hey everyone! It’s been a minute, right? And man, as happy as I am to be able to fight? I low key wish I was defending my Junior Heavyweight Championship. But hey, I can’t complain, right? At least I have a match to compete in.
JJ nodded confidently.
JJ Night:
Abby Blake is no joke. She can really bring it. I’ve been keeping an eye on her since she made her debut here in MWE and I gotta say, I’m impressed. So, Abby? I’m looking forward to the challenge out there tonight. Do me a favor and bring everything you’ve got and hey? I’ll make you a deal.
JJ pulled up his Junior Heavyweight Championship and threw it over his shoulder before he tapped the main plate of it.
JJ Night:
If you beat me tonight? I’ll give you a shot at this. That sounds fair, right?
He smiled widely.
JJ Night:
Let’s go out there and steal the show. It’s going to be hard to do, because the lineup for tonight is insane. But if anyone can do it?I think we can. Let’s make some magic happen!
JJ nodded and winked at the camera before walking out of the frame and the scene cut away.
Singles Match
Abby Blake VS JJ Night
WINNER: Abby Blake BY: Pinfall (Small Package), 9:47 |
You want to act tough. You want to come across like this no fear daredevil…
The scene fades in to see the former MWE World Heavyweight Champion sitting in the locker room. His shirt scribed with the APE logo in the red white and blue. The sleeves torn off as he sits preparing for his match.
Duke Andrews:
I’m not the type to shy away from contact. I’m not the guy that’s going to hide when a challenge is presented. That’s what tonight is. Another challenge. Are you worthy in the ring? Of course. But after that…after that Julian, your schtick is nothing more than a dollar store version of five thousand others who have tried to be the big bad scary dude. It’s worn out and faded. And not a single soul in this locker room is afraid of your words.
The camera pans back to reveal the rest of APE in the locker room. Tiffany Lynn Page standing along his side.
Duke Andrews:
You stand out there trying to impose fear. I say bring it on. You try to use your goons, unfortunate for RAZE as that’s all he’ll ever be known for, to try and slide your way into a higher peg. I understand where you’re at though. It’s a real phase in every wrestlers life. You have a touch of success somewhere, and you feel entitled to that everywhere you go. You get mad and go bonkers when everyone else sees through the facade.
A simple nonchalant shrug.
Duke Andrews:
I wish this was the finals. I really do. As sweet as it will be to take this away from you now, would only be sweeter when the goal is right there. When you can almost taste it. When you can smell that breifcase. But tonight will do. Tonight, you think you have it in your back pocket. The way you spout off at the mouth, you act like it’s all in the bag. But you have nothing. You have idiot a, b and c standing there and I know they’re a factor. This isn’t my first rodeo, but I have my boys on my side as well. Tonight, we dance. Tonight I stand above you just like always. And remember…
He paused as he began to stand.
Duke Andrews:
Go Roy Halladay yourself.
Tag Team Match
Leia LeBeau & Bebe LeBeau VS BFG
WINNER: Leia & Bebe LeBeau BY: Pinfall (Roll Up), 11:19 |
We then head to the locker room where it seems the veteran Seth Iser is sitting by himself with a sneer etched across his face. For the first time in a while that protective sleeve is no longer over that shoulder that had been ailing him. It also seems as if he’s spent his time rededicating himself to being in great shape with more definition in his arms and his legs even seem a touch larger. The bulky knee brace still remains and probably will always be there on that troublesome left knee. But that sneer just grows more sour by the second.
Seth Iser:
I’m growing tired of rewarding bad behavior that doesn’t have a purpose these days…
He rumbles that low tone as he lets out a disgruntled sigh as well as a shake of the head that makes his regal looking hair contort with the movement. The gray seeping into his natural black is obvious in that as well as his beard but his eyes portray more of that agitation…and for the first time in a little while it seems he’s doing so without severe physical discomfort.
Seth Iser:
If you have an end goal that benefits yourself most…I’d understand, hell I’ll even partially endorse that behavior. Nobody has been more of a maverick than me. But if you’re doing something at the whims of someone else…or if it’s arbitrary shits and giggles…all you end up doing is negatively impacting everyone without an actual benefit. And I suspect…the motivations that my former partners fall under the former in different ways truth be told.
The sneer on his face gives way into more of a look of disdain.
Seth Iser:
The heart of it all is the sin of Lockheart caught up to me.
He lets that sentence hang for a moment as there’s some weight to those words.
Seth Iser:
Yes…beyond a bad omen as they say. The sin of Lockhart has caught up to me…in a whole different way. I knew there’d be a price to pay working together with her in the past before it inevitably dissolved…but here it be. In the form of another dissolving of a group…because I think Megan’s acting more under Blyss’s damned influence. She was the woman who broke her into the sport but also refused to fully curb her spiteful cruelty that was holding her back. And I’d bet some of that has seeped back in…and she wants to do to me what I had done to Blyss…
And then there’s a pause as he’s contemplating things a little further and his eyes darken
Seth Iser:
To add on to it all, Pierce is just happy to go along for the ride with his wife…quite frankly. Not motivated by his own success as much…but rather a slave to the desires of his wife…who in turn is enslaved by the desires of her mentor. What a…poisonous cycle. Neither of them realize it at heart…that they’re being enslaved being spokes on a dangerous wheel. A danger that ends up with no winners…and prices paid. But their shared…enslavement at different levels comes with one common thread: they both want a piece of me and both want both that win over me…and perhaps be the one who is known to send me away much like I had sent Blyss off for a couple of years before she broke her damn word on that…again.
Again he shakes his head but he even lets out a slight laugh that’s humorless in tone.
Seth Iser:
Wrestlers and broken promises…what a potent combination…
The sneer is back on his face along with that biting sarcasm that’s coming out and he tilts his head.
Seth Iser:
So you want to play this game with me…the both of you? Well…I know to give you what you want is to fight you in that ring but…quite frankly I know another way to drive you nuts. And it’s something I negotiated in my contract a while ago…something I haven’t used because I never felt the need to until now but now’s the time to use it. I’m not rewarding your bad behavior and I’m damn sure not rewarding two people who aren’t using their own damn intentions but rather the intentions of someone else as their driving force. So anytime you two want a match with me…I exercise my right to veto it. I can and will rip your ambitions and your balls off much like it seems every woman in Pierce’s damn life has successfully done.
He smirks knowing for a moment this isn’t going to be a popular decision for the short term.
Seth Iser:
But yes shots aside…I have a veto. The right to refuse any match against me. A symbol of my status as a long term veteran and what I’ve meant to the sport. You two might want your respective matches with me but until I see you two actually prove yourself, I’ll tell you both to take your money and your manipulated intentions and go to hell. No match for either of you. But why did I allow a rookie a chance and not use my veto? Well first…I never use it unless it’s for that circumstance I just laid out. Ask anyone in power…and they’ll tell you I haven’t until now.
He just shrugs for a moment.
Seth Iser:
I always find enjoyment in finding out where a kid like this truly stands. And who am I to deny him that? So Jasper King has this rare opportunity at such a young age to see where he truly stands with me. And I’ll show him the points that the academy hasn’t fully taught him yet about our sport. Former Gold Star? Great…I’m the former world champion! You’re a big strong man? Fantastic…I’m finally feeling as good as I’ve been physically in quite sometime…clean bill of health by my standards even if the scars will forever remain in that damn match. And I’ve fought every kind of wrestler imaginable. You haven’t dealt with anyone with this kind of knowledge yet…
And then he stands up with that smirk back in place…he’s looking a little more like his younger self with that despite the gray in his hair and how devious he’s playing this.
Seth Iser:
So why don’t you take this opportunity to see just where you stand and do the opposite of what my former two comrades do and actually work toward your improvement…and meeting that mark rather than make excuses and be manipulated by someone else. Lord knows you might fall into that kind of manipulation trap if you aren’t careful considering your disposition. Might not like how I’m saying that but it’d be for your own damn good…
And then he just shrugs as the smirk goes away.
Seth Iser:
But words won’t get through to you sometimes so…in your case, I’ll teach you an old school wrestling lesson so you know what the hell I truly mean. Something that only people who have been bell to bell with me would learn in the long run…
With that the veteran sends his parting shot and walks off with his confidence not shaken in the slightest.
Singles Match
Seth Iser VS Jasper King
WINNER: Seth Iser BY: Submission (Dream Eater), 8:56 |
The scene cuts to backstage where we see the former Chicago Way Champion, Andrew Raynes, pacing around in a backstage area getting himself prepared for his second round match against Raze. THis was a big match for Andrew, he was looking to continue gathering his pounds of flesh to drop on Julian’s doorstep hopefully in the finals of the battle of the briefcase. Whether it was Raze or Wade who had done it, sticking it to the “Uncalled Four” was Andrew’s new motivation to keep growing and pushing forward. They still didn't have a clue what ANdrew was capable of, thinking that their strength in numbers was going to be more than enough to thwart anything Andrew would unleash in this No-DQ round of the briefcase. The time was coming to continue demonstrating why Andrew was the King of Chicago over a six month period.
Andrew Raynes:
Much like Savell didn't have enough in him to beat me on his own, neither did Wade, that should tell you something, Raze.
Punching my ticket to the second round of the tournament, it was simple to demonstrate why I was the reigning King of Chicago for over six months, putting my body on the line on a regular basis. I set a bar that was so high that Julian didnt even wanna bother trying to overcome and simply discarded the title because the truth was and always has been, that I was better than him.
You think you have what it takes to be better than me, Raze?
Andrew smirks, knowing full well that Julian and Wade both couldn't beat him with their best shots, Raze was in for a rude awakening.
Andrew Raynes:
You think you can look at me face to face and think that you actually have a chance to make it to the third round? I am going to continue collecting my pounds of flesh against the so-called “Uncalled Four”. While you may have thought that it was simply going to be over after you stole the Chicago Way title from me at Bound for Greatness, the fact that we fell into the same group for the battle of the briefcase only shows that you were never going to be finished with me.
There was a reason I called you out and asked for this match, Raze.
I knew what I was asking for, I always know what I am getting myself into whether in the ring, backstage or on twitter. I am unafraid of walking into a trap or into the fire and walking out alive. I am unafraid of anything you can throw at me, ask Wade and Julian about that. I have no reason to believe that you are capable of beating me on your own because daddy and your little brethren couldn't get the job done on their own.
I asked for this because I want to keep sticking it to your piece of shit leader that I am coming for him. While he thinks that he can just trash what I built out of petty jealousy, I am going to take another one of his little boys and put him down like a dog. While I could have easily let it go had Julian been man enough to beat me on his own merit, all he showed was that he was nothing more than a pathetic little boy who threw a tantrum and then did what any other little bitch does, uses his backup to get a job done he knew he'd never be able to get done on his own in the first place.
Now you think you can step up to me and do it? Please, don't kid yourself.
Andrew smirks again, looking confident going into this match.
Andrew Raynes:
There’s a lot that you dont understand about me, Raze, alot that you wont be prepared for because you are now forced to look me in the eyes and have the same realization that Julian and Wade did when they looked over at me. I am not someone that will be pushed around and made to stand aside while you pathetic little junkies think you can call the shots because Julian wants to “give a shit now” the little god like faction you clowns have created is all the more fun for me to walk through as i make my way to the finals.
This will be another message that I send to Julian that all the shit he pulled is going to amount to nothing when I am the one who is holding that briefcase in the end. I will collect another pound of flesh and prepare to drop it on him when he realizes that he was never simply going to just be done with me after the bullshit that little bitch pulled to take away something that he never wanted to have to begin with.
Actions always have consequences, Raze.
The last person who took something from me, for the sake of, was dragged through seven stages of pure hell and left with a shattered knee and a finished career. You think that because I mocked Julian and he responded by taking my title that it would be the end? You guys did me a favor and now fate has put us all in this tournament. Rather than me spoiling your little trash can party in the back, I will take more pleasure in denying each of you a chance to claim the briefcase and have that title shot you think you;re all entitled to but I will ultimately prove that none of you could come close to beating me when it matters the most.
Embrace it.
Andrew just scoffs and looks onward as he walks away and the scene fades.
Battle For The Briefcase Tournament Match
Round 2: No DQ
Andrew Raynes VS RAZERound 2: No DQ
WINNER: RAZE BY: Pinfall (Double Powerbomb), 11:44 |
Trinity Thompson:
This is bullshit…
The former Academy student didn’t take too well the news that she won’t be teaming with her sister tonight. Pacing nervously back and forth down the hallway, she spotted a poster depicting the Cloud Gate champion Faizah Marshall hanging on the wall. Her instinct was telling her to tear it down, and she happily gave in, taking out her frustrations on the image of the woman who now owns her sister's contract.
Trinity Thompson:
Stupid bitch!
She threw the poster on the floor and began to stomp Faizah’s face.
Trinity Thompson:
Who do you think you are to mess with Tiff like that? She’s ten times the woman and the wrestler you are, you’re just a jealous c…
Realizing that the camera was filming her kicking and talking with a poster, she tried to regain her composure.
Trinity Thompson:
I warned you, I told you to give her contract back and move on. Not only did you refuse, but you pulled this shit? You removed Tiff from the match because you know she’s going to kick your ass? Don’t worry girl, I’m more than enough to kick it. And I don’t care if I have to do it alone…
Two distinct sets of footsteps could be heard approaching, but Trinity didn’t even hear them, too upset and caught in the heat of the moment.
Addison McKinley:
Yeah, well, y’know….
The camera panned toward the self proclaimed GOAT and her trainer, Sean Bennington. Addi was ever energetic, rocking on her heels as she looked at Trinity.
Addison McKinley:
I don’t really care about what you got going on here with your lil mood, and I didn’t even think you were SUPPOSED TO BE HERE ANYMORE…. But I did kinda make a point to Faizah that we aren’t done until I say we are, and you’re a lil short staffed….
Trinity turned around, checking out Captain Gold Star.
Trinity Thompson:
You’re the Academy Valedictorian… Addison right?
The former Gold Star nodded.
Trinity Thompson:
Well, hopefully your career will be longer than your predecessor…
A little dig at Faith.
Trinity Thompson:
I saw what Faizah did to you… It sucked, but I’d be lying if I said I was surprised. So what, you’re looking for revenge?
Addi smirked, leaning in toward Trinity.
Addison McKinley:
Revenge? Nawww… I want to make a statement. Nobody fucks me over and gets away with it and she thought she was gonna get off free and clear. It’s why we made a few phone calls and got an extra deal thrown our way.
She rocked back and elbowed Sean on the side.
Sean Bennington:
And the way I see it, kid, you can have it three on three, or one on three, and I know you aren’t stupid. You and Millie might be cool and all, but Faizah and TD will sure as shit take advantage of whatever they can.
The tense look on Trinity’s face fades into a smile.
Trinity Thompson:
Good. Because what I need is a partner who can keep their emotions in check and a cool head, because I sure as hell can't.
Trinity extended her hand toward the Valedictorian.
Trinity Thompson:
And I guess an extra pair of eyes and hands out there won't harm.
She said with a nod to Sean.
Addi looked down at Trin’s hand, then back up at the cosplayer with a near blank face. Sean stepped in to shake her hand.
Addison McKinley:
If it wasn’t for your sister being one of my idols, I might have even ignored this chance to stick it to Faiz, no offense. I don’t want my message to be on the back of someone else. But right now is the perfect storm of me being pissed off and tired of her shit. So don’t worry, Trinity. You have Captain Gold Star, the SOON TO BE Captain Cloud Gate, in your corner. Enjoy being part of the Khalasar.
Thompson raised an eyebrow at the last statement.
Trinity Thompson:
I guess we do have something in common then.
She said, referring to both of them looking up to Tiff.
Trinity Thompson:
I appreciate you standing up. Let’s go Dracarys on her ass!
Tag Team Match
Millennium Cheethas VS Addi McKinley & Trinity Thompson
WINNER: Addi McKinley & Trinity Thompson BY: Pinfall (Ohīlagon), 12:39 |
Standing alone in the backstage, Melissa Reeves looks fired up tonight. She addresses the camera directly.
Melissa Reeves:
You know what? I’ve been thinking a lot lately. Between MWE and Liberty, things haven’t been going as well for me as I would like. Now, seems to me I could come out here and whine about it…
She shrugs.
Melissa Reeves:
But I’ll leave the whining to those without the ability to change their course, that ain’t me.
Reeves waves a finger.
Melissa Reeves:
There’s a reason why, despite a relatively unremarkable period in my career this past year, I’m always in the conversation here in MWE. I’ve done it all here. Tonight I face Glory. We’ve done this dance before, haven’t we? I’ve beaten Glory before. Not only that, but I’ve won that briefcase before too. I’ve won the MWE World Title, too, for that matter. Everyone left in the tournament is striving to take that briefcase, dreaming of becoming the champion here, and yet for me that would be repeating my own history. Nobody else in the tournament can claim that.
Her head shakes.
Melissa Reeves:
For all of Glory’s accolades, she’s never managed to be at the top of the pile here in MWE. Never. Tonight I ensure she won’t get there anytime soon. Nothing personal, nothing against her, I’m just sick of being close but not close enough.
The former champion moves off camera, leaving it to fade to the next segment.
We spot Robbie Hayden where he stands next to “The British Bombshell” Glory Braddock. The beautiful blonde is dressed in her two piece royal purple wrestling gear with long tights and matching purple boots. A stoic gaze is etched across her face.
Robbie Hayden:
Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time had to win a hard fought match in Malibu against Valkyrie to get here to this, the second round of the battle for the briefcase.”
Glory Braddock:
Valkyrie put up a hell of a fight. She was throwing me around that ring with ease. And I would be lying if I didn’t think she had me there a few times. But Robbie, I dare say that I have more heart and determination than anyone else in MWE. I’ve taken beatings that bad or worse and fought back to succeed. So if Valkyrie ever wants to avenge that loss, she’s welcome to come back and we can have another go. For now, I’m focusing on the future.
Hayden nods his head.
Robbie Hayden:
Speaking of which, your journey towards this tournament does not get any easier. Not only is it against one of the greatest MWE World Champions Melissa Reeves, but it is no disqualification, and that is definitely not your strong suit. How do you plan to overcome yet another big obstacle?
Glory Braddock:
It isn’t easy. It isn’t supposed to be easy, not when you have something this big, something this valuable on the line. A few weeks ago I was joking about how I could buy a briefcase and that’d be much easier. But in all seriousness, this particular briefcase is golden…literally. Look at its previous winners and you see former world champions. I won’t lie, I have thought about following in their footsteps by winning this tournament, winning that briefcase, and then becoming MWE World Champion. And it is only appropriate that in this second round I have to face one of the toughest opponents I have ever faced in a match type that definitely does not favor me.
Braddock shakes her head.
Glory Braddock:
But to hell with the odds and to hell with excuses. Every major accomplishment in my career has come about because I overcome the odds. This tournament will be no different. And as for Melissa Reeves…
She smiles confidently.
Glory Braddock:
...yeah, we have a history. We’ve battled before. And I respect the hell out of her and what she’s done for MWE. I look forward to facing her because if I am to be MWE World Champion someday, then I should overcome one of MWE’s best, and you don’t get much better than her. So Reeves, bring your best, because I am damn sure bringing my best, and I will do whatever I must in order to defeat you and advance in this tournament.
Braddock turns and walks off.
Battle For The Briefcase Tournament Match
Round 2: No DQ
Glory Braddock VS Melissa ReevesRound 2: No DQ
WINNER: Glory Braddock BY: Pinfall (The Glorification), 14:13 |
We cut backstage to Julian Savell, who is standing in front of a mirror in his locker room. He glared into it with a sinister look before he started to laugh.
Julian Savell:
Duke Andrews… Oh Duke, Duke, Duke… You big fucking retard. Do you really think that you would be the one who would cause my downfall?
Julian started to cackle.
Julian Savell:
You claim that I’m nothing. That I have done nothing but here you are, trying to rally the troops to come for me. You and Devin Hearst have been in talks. I see it. We all see it. You two have a common enemy and it’s me. What’s amusing though, is that the two of you continue to act like I’m not a threat. That I’m not someone to worry about.
Julian took his patented mask and placed it over his face before he quickly turned around toward the camera and pointed at it with a snarl.
Julian Savell:
YOU ARE LIARS! You lie through your fucking teeth. You both fear me. Why? Because you sense the storm that is coming. You see that now? Now I have the Uncalled Four. You see that I’m gearing up for not just a coup, but a full on take over.
Julian started to rub his hands together.
Julian Savell:
I’ve been planning this since the very moment that I came back. The first step? It was to weaken the head of the snake. That’s right, it was to weaken Seth Iser. It was to turn his Triumvirate friends against him. Now? Now they are gone and out of my way. But here you two are, the unlikeliest of friends, wanting to rally together to come for me. You might as well add Andrew to the mix, no? I mean, I’ve already embarrassed him and that stupid fucking championship he thought he elevated.
He laughed.
Julian Savell:
I pissed on everything that he had done. I made a mockery of him. Just like I’ll continue to make a mockery out of Devin Hearst and tonight? I’ll make a mockery out of you, boy. That briefcase? It will be mine. Millennium as a whole? Will also be mine. With the Uncalled Four by my side? There is no stopping me. This is now my kingdom and anyone who steps in my way…
He stepped closer to the camera and pointed at it with a glare.
Julian Savell:
Will be destroyed. So heed my warning… And RUN!
The scene cut away.
Battle For The Briefcase Tournament Match
Round 2: No DQ
Julian Savell VS Duke AndrewsRound 2: No DQ
WINNER: Julian Savell BY: Pinfall (Golden God Kick), 19:43 |
We cut backstage where we find the wild haired eccentric marketing guru and representative of Jessica Lasiewicz and Summer Collins. Yes, this is The Most Loved Man On The Planet, The Emperor of Entrepreneurship, Captain Capitalism, Master Media Mogul, Saint Levi, Your Righteous Savior, The Titan of Twitter, The Sultan of Social Media, The Nova Wonder Killer, The Maharaja of Marketing, The Franciscan Friar of Flash…
…yeah, I had to get all of his nicknames out or he would have complained. Leviticus stands propped up against a wall. A wicked grin is etched across his face.
Leviticus:
I’m sure many of you in attendance are disappointed that yet again you do not get to see Jessica Lasiewicz or Summer Collins. Well, unfortunately, you will have to wait for that great pleasure. Fact is, you do not deserve them. None of you deserve them. And they will not grace you with their absolutely FABULOUS presence until they are granted what they want…and that is a shot at the MWE World Tag Team Championship.
He winks at the camera.
Leviticus:
Speaking of which, on behalf of Ms. Lasiewicz and Ms. Collins, I would like to congratulate Karen and Olly on yet another successful tag team title defense tonight against Nightfall Rising. Yes, yes, I know, the match hasn’t happened yet, but let’s face it, no one expects the Nightfall boys to actually beat anyone. I don’t think they can even beat the janitors and the scrubs to the last donut in catering. So yes, congratulations to K20 on what will surely be yet another successful title defense. Fabulous looks forward to eventually meeting you for the titles, the match that everyone wants, that this company needs, and Fabulous looks forward to being the team that finally does END your championship reign.
MWE Tag Team Championship Match
No Champions' Advantage
No Champions' Advantage
K2O © VS Nightfall Rising
WINNER: K2O (STILL MWE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS) BY: DQ, 18:37 |
The sound of footsteps could be heard before a video started to play on the giant screen in the arena. Wrestling boots were seen and they could be heard clicking on the ground… Step by step, until a female voice can be heard.
??:
You can’t be without passion.
There was a pause as the woman, who’s only had her lower body shown so far, stops in her tracks.
??:
Passion means the possessiveness to be the best. And nobody, I mean nobody, is more possessive than I am.
The camera panned up slightly to where we could see the woman’s upper body but not her face, and it was clear that she was in full wrestling gear.
??:
Now the question remains… Who am I?
She let out a laugh before she pointed toward something in front of her. The camera panned to the front and there was a wrestling ring.
??:Simply put? I am the best. I am…
The Masterclass
With that, the feed cut away on the screen before it said, ‘Coming Soon’, before a graphic flashed at the end.
MWE World Championship Match
BROOKFORD © VS Lowri Moss
WINNER: Lowri Moss (NEW MWE WORLD CHAMPION) BY: Pinfall (Nos Da), 19:39 |