Riot in Queensland

Riot in Queensland Mar 1, 2020 17:51:59 GMT -6

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Post by gvb on Mar 1, 2020 17:51:59 GMT -6

Riot in Queensland
Live from Brisbane Entertainment Centre in Brisbane
Saturday, February 29th, 2020

"Riot" by Three Days Grace is already playing inside the Brisbane Entertainment Centre, home of the second stop of the Down Under tour for the orange brand. After a quick pan over the enthusiast fans, the focus shifts to the commentary booth where we find Sir Figgles and Amy Maynard greeting the fans and offering them a rundown of tonight's card. Amy puts the focus on the three second round matches for the Intercontinental Championship Tournament, offering some interesting combinations, including a PPV caliber match like Henri Black versus Glory Braddock. Hopefully, she adds, it won't end in another disqualification. Figgles instead is looking forward to the main event where, according to him at least, we will crown new MWE Tag Team Champions. They have different opinions on the headline match, with Amy pointing out how Josh Holloway could represent a threat for Hearst and his reign, while Figgles is convinced that the Riot champion shouldn't be worried by the big man. Next is another rematch, Kristina Spencer against Hayley Halsey.

EARLIER TODAY

Kristina Spencer and her manager Veronica Chandler are seen entering the video with their bags in tow.

Veronica Chandler
Well, well, well here we are once again. Kristina versus that whiner Hayley Halsey yet again and per usual Hayley is whining when in reality it should be my client who should be pissed. I mean really?

Veronica shakes her head in disappointment

Veronica Chandler
My Client has gone inside the War Games and not only survived but was the only person to come out uninjured and still wanting to go back inside to whoop that Heath Williams ass! My client then went to SVW and beat the ass of a loud mouth Spanish chick without even breaking a sweat.

Veronica shakes her head again

Veronica Chandler
However it seems that after all that my client is back to square one against the same opponents. Well i hate to break it to you tonight Hayley is gonna get hurt and she may even start to cry and beg for mercy.

This makes Kristina smile

Kristina Spencer
My cousin Kelsey told me that if i joined her War Games team then i could do whatever i wanted to do to whomever i wanted to do so tonight i am going to take this bat and beat the whining out of Hayley. Then I will find Christian…..

Veronica gives her a look

Veronica Chandler
Thought you and loverboy had a truce now?

Kristina Spencer
Cousin told me that I had to be nice to him until the War Games. She told me that after the War Games I could do whatever I wanted to Christian and she would be fine with it. So I will finally drown him when i get the chance but first i go to that ring and so this chick why you should never get on the bad side of The Wicked!

Krissy starts to walk away

Veronica Chandler
Sucks to be you, Hayley!

Veronica smirks and walks off as well

Singles Match

Hayley Halsey VS Kristina Spencer

To say that Hayley wasn’t happy with her booking might be the understatement of the year. But then again, she’s rarely happy with her bookings… Tonight she took on yet again in the opening contest, facing Krissy Spencer, an opponent she knows oh too well, having stepped in the ring against her several times during the Way Of The Dragon tour. But the question everyone was asking was: is this the same Kristina Spencer? As Seth Iser said, nobody who enters a War Games match come out the same. And Spencer was no exception, showing a more aggressive and vicious side since the beginning, when she clocked Halsey with a straight punch to the face when the Heartbreaker went in her face to remind her how she already kicked her rear. And as soon as Hayley touched the mat, Kristina was on top of her, unleashing her fury in the form of a flurry of punches. Closed fists, to be precise, which required the referee intervention to separate the two competitors and give Spencer a stern warning. This gave a dazed Hayley the chance to reach her corner and pull herself back to his feet. The Wicked One saw that and, pushing the referee aside, charged at her and jumped driving both knees to her face. Spencer quickly climbed to the top rope, ready to launch herself on the opponent with a senton, but Vianca Alvarez got involved, blocking her foot and preventing her from connecting the move. In vain the referee tried to convince her to let go, it took a kick to the face from the Wicked One to eventually break free. But by that time, Halsey had recovered already and ran up the corner, taking Hayley down with a beautiful spanish fly.

That was the first time Vianca got involved, but certainly not the last. And Veronica Chandler was no less. Whether it was trying to step in the ring to distract the referee and holding him off from starting the count when Kristina connected the Hand Of The Wicked, or putting the unconscious Spencer’s foot on the rope when Hayley nailed her So Ridiculous corkscrew moonsault, the two managers kept getting involved in this match, to the point where the referee, tired of the continuous distractions, sent them both off. Hayley was furious, yelling at the referee to change his decision, and this almost costed her the match as Krissy sneaked behind her and caught her with the Handful Of Fun boobplex. Spencer then floored her with a shining wizard and went for her A Wicked Good Time. Hayley rolled out of the way in time and Kristina landed on her knees after the moonsault knee drop attempt gone bad. As if this wasn’t enough, Hayley kicked her in the face with a superkick, and once again reached the top rope. This time there was no one to stop her from connecting the So Ridiculous, too bad Kristina managed to raise her knees, quickly rolling Hayley on her shoulders and picking up the win. Big part in the decisive pinfall was played by the handful of thights she pulled to keep the Heartbreaker down.

WINNER: Kristina Spencer
BY: Pinfall (Roll Up), 6:34

Amy Maynard: "The lightning didn't strike twice, and this time it's Kristina who comes out with a win!"

Sir Figgles: "I'm telling you, this is a different Spencer from the one we seen so far. More focused, more angry, more determined."

Amy Maynard: "Surely the road to the War Games, before the match itself, gave her a new confidence."

The scene opens in the luxury box of one Pierce Manning. At the moment, Pierce is laying down on a brown couch reading a book. As he is busying himself with his daily reading, his personal assistant JARED CONSTABLE is sitting on a step stool. Dressed in a greyish double breasted suit, he smiles for the camera.

Jared Constable:
Good evening ladies and gents, my name is Jared Constable. As you can see, Mr. Manning is reading a nice piece of literature. There is a misconception about my client that he is a trust fund baby content to rest on his laurels. He is not. He is a cultured MAN. An educated MAN. One who does not need to put his body through the daily rigors of professional wrestling. Unlike most of you who are watching from your homes stuffing your mouth with a Big Belly Burger and a large amount of French Fries, my boss is ready to work. Unlike an arrogant Meg Rydell who believes whatever she has done in MWE entitles her to riches. More on her later.

There have been several attempts to minimize who my boss is. Dr. Phillip McGraw always notes, no matter how much you flatten a pancake it has two sides. There are individuals who take issue with how my boss has painted the picture of Big in Japan. We don’t want to harp on events too much, we know how the pundits operate, look back at the match. You didn’t see a MAN who was way in over his head. You saw a MAN who fought to the bitter end. You saw a MAN who lost via one and a million circumstances. My boss wasn’t a victim that much is clear. That should entitle the respect of the community. MWE management understands, Gavin Grimes learned a lesson as well, you can’t underestimate the resourcefulness of Pierce Manning, as much as Mr. Manning’s efforts and stature will be diminished by those content to paint him in less than a favorable light there will always be our side of the story. The right one.

Jared gives a huge thumbs up.

Jared Constable:
“As it relates to Meg Rydall, her insistence she should have been handed the Intercontinental Championship is asinine. Ms Rydell, I can speak for Mr. Manning and the MWE community in saying no one wants to see you with championship gold. Here’s why. You are not very marketable. The notion of you Ms. Rydell being plastered on posters, billboards, various MWE promotional material is a nightmare waiting to happen. Not that you are a reasonably attractive woman. In comparison to a Goddess like Jenni Anderson, no woman on the roster compares. When it comes to a man who looks like a Greek God in Mr. Manning, safe bet that more men would switch teams than women would switch teams, if you catch my drift. Mr. Manning and Ms. Anderson for the matter can be pushed to the forefront. Mainstream appeal. You Ms. Rydell are not cross over material. That’s why management didn’t see fit to hand you the title. That and tournaments equal ratings. Clear that you don’t care about MWE’s bottom line. Mr. Manning does. He is the last real MAN alive. In mere moments you will learn your place in the grand design--

The camera zooms in on Pierce. Without giving the audience acknowledgment, Pierce calmly states.

Pierce Manning:
-- below me.

Fade. To. Black.

Megan Rydell:
I wasn’t sure if I was going to waste my time saying anything tonight but sometimes, I just can’t fucking resist. I love to hear myself talk, so I guess I’ll talk a bit about my upcoming match.

Meg nods and continues on.

Megan Rydell:
Pierce Manning is who I’m up against in the second round for the Intercontinental Championship. The thing that’s bad news for Pierce? It’s that he’s nowhere near my league. He can’t even fucking hold a candle to me.

Meg steps closer to the camera.

Megan Rydell:
While I’m not giving up in my dream of becoming the Riot Champion that this brand deserves, I do know that I have to work my way up to that. So, what better way than to become the first ever IC Champion?

Meg takes her hands and motions a championship around her waist.

Megan Rydell:
Pierce, you’re just an end to a mean. That’s all you mean to me. You’re not a friend or even an equal. You’re nothing to me besides someone who is clearly standing in my way. Now, if you thought that you’d go further in this tournament, then you are clearly out of your mind. Do you know who I am? I’m Megan Rydell. I’m easily the most talented competitor on this roster. Hell, I’m the most talented competitor in all of wrestling.

Meg points to herself and grins.

Megan Rydell:
And you’re going to get a small taste of what I bring to that ring, Pierce. But not all of it because you don’t deserve that. No, you don’t deserve everything that I bring because against trash like you? I don’t even have to bring 100%. You’re literally nothing compared to me. Hell, you don’t even deserve to breathe in the same air as me. But hey, when I pin your shoulders down to the mat and eliminate you from the tournament? You’ll be thanking me for making it quick and easy.

She steps closer to the camera, glaring into it.

Megan Rydell:
As for the fans? You don’t deserve to see me either but I’ll still be gracing you all with my hard work and presence. And you’ll all get a glimpse of what a true champion is like. What the future and first IC Champion looks like. See you all out there.

Meg steps out of the frame and the scene cuts away.

Singles Match
MWE Intercontinental Championship Tournament: Round two

Meg Rydell VS Pierce Manning

A spot in the quarter final of the Intercontinental Championship tournament was on the line in this match between Megan Rydell and Pierce Manning. Just like last wednesday in Adelaide, Manning was accompanied by his personal assistant Jared Constable. His presence alone was source of distraction for Meg, who didn’t trust the man at ringside and rightfully so, considering he already played a part in Pierce’s win in the first round. With her attention being divided, Manning had an easy job in taking control, immediately slowing down the pace well aware that Rydell was the most dangerous when left free to use her speed. Keeping Meg in a tight headlock, he dragged her around the ring, smashing her face against the corner. Jared applauded his boss' action, trying to get the fans behind Pierce, with no success at all. Megan was not the most loved superstar in MWE, but she could count on a die-hard fan base, and the fact that she spent part of her life training here in Australia. And they kept cheering her on, more so in this moment of difficulty where she was being tossed around like a rag doll. With an overhead belly to belly suplex he launched Megan halfway across the ring, following with a running big boot when Megan stood up on the apron after rolling out of the ring. The impact dropped Rydell on the floor and Manning followed her outside. His pace was slow as he walked toward her, taking his time before picking her up in a powerbomb position and went to drop her on the apron. With a desperate attempt, Megan was able to shift her bodyweight and turn it into a hurricanrana, sending Pierce against the hardest part of the ring, head first.

Megan would have gladly taken a count out win but Manning, with a little help from Constable who literally pushed him in the ring after helping him back to his feet, managed to get back inside the ring in time. He wasn’t doing good tho, not even close. Visibly stunned from the recent blow, Pierce was an easy target for Megan’s attacks, most of them being kicks to the head looking to scramble his brain for good. The Mega Kick seemed to do the trick for Rydell, but once again Jared was quick to put Pierce’s foot on the rope and call the referee’s attention so that he would see it. A couple of minutes passed and Megan got once again close to the win with a crescent kick, but this time Pierce kicked out on his own power. And he also found the strength to turn the tides, blocking her diving hurricanrana attempt and powerbombing her against the corner, and then charged at her with a splash. Sitting her on the top rope, he then launched her with a super fallaway slam, hitting her with a clothesline from behind when she picked herself up. Manning connected his characteristic hangman’s neckbreaker before placing Meg’s head between his legs and lifted her for his TBTM. Megan was able to slip away and hooking his arms, bending forward and pinning his shoulders to the mat with a backslide. Showing ring awareness and presence of mind, she rested her feet on the middle rope for more leverage, stealing the win.

WINNER: Megan Rydell
BY: Pinfall (Backslide Pin), 9:03

Amy Maynard: "And Megan advances to the next round!"

Sir Figgles: "You gotta love the heart and determination these two competitors showed. It really showed how much this meant to both of them."

Amy Maynard: "You mean they both tried everything in their powers to cheat and in the end Rydell managed to one up Manning?"

Amy Maynard: "Precisely."

An angry Hayley Halsey walks out of the locker room after having dressed out following her match in the opener against Kristina Spencer. She’s hardly in a good mood at all as she walks down the hallway avoiding everyone in sight and wanting to focus on nothing except her own self. Heading toward the gym area, she’s a bit surprised as Vianca Alvarez comes out sweating up a storm. Notably, she’s dyed her hair from blond to more of a reddish-brown. Vianca’s exhaustion does nothing but cause Hayley to roll her eyes.

Vianca Alvarez:
I had no idea that getting back into the ring was going to be so hard…

Hayley Halsey:
Oh please… you’ve only done training. You haven’t done a practice match and you’re already complaining. Get the fuck out of here with that.

Vianca Alvarez:
Hey, at least you have it easy…

Hayley Halsey:
I have it easy? I… the newcomer to MWE who has been fucked over from day one… have it easy? Are you freaking kidding me? I’ve been the newcomer that’s been treated the worst out of all of them. I really need to know WHY this company keeps treating me this way when I have everything it takes to be the biggest star on Riot.

Vianca Alvarez:
Maybe they think that… um… you’re missing something.

Hayley Halsey:
No… I’m NOT missing anything! I have it all! I have wrestling ability. I have the passion for this business! I have the looks! I have the marketability! I should be front and center of this company and this brand but for SOME reason, while OTHER PEOPLE that arrived the same time as I did get the red carpet treatment, I’m CONSTANTLY in the opener. WHY? This is PATHETIC! Maybe I should just… I don’t know… maybe I should get the fuck out of here because I’m so tired of this crap.

Vianca Alvarez:
That’s not a good idea and you know it.

Hayley Halsey:
Well NOTHING is getting better!

Vianca Alvarez:
Hayley… think about it. You’ve lacked stability for your entire career.

Hayley narrows her eyes, hating this reminder.

Vianca Alvarez:
Yeah, you won this title in this company and that title in that one… but they fell by the wayside, did they not? How many companies have you been with that have closed? Remember WWU? Remember how right after you signed with this W2K company they just disappeared? At least you know this company isn’t going to die. It’s not roses but… you know… do you really want to go back to that instability?

Hayley Halsey:
Yeah… you make a good point.

Vianca Alvarez:
Remember your plan? You know… the one that involves me re-training to get back in the ring? I’m sorry but I’m NOT going to put myself through this TORTURE for nothing! If you’re going to quit then I’m just wasting my time killing myself! I’m JUST SAYING!

Hayley Halsey:
I’m so tired of all these people… less talented than I am… in some cases… FAR less talented… being favored over me…

Vianca Alvarez:
Than DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT! Execute… you know… “THE PLAN”. There HAS to be someone on this roster… you know… that showed up at the same time you did… or around the same time… that you REALLY hate…

Hayley Halsey:
There’s more than a few… for sure…

Vianca Alvarez:
Is there ANYONE in particular?

Hayley expresses some annoyed anger when one name comes to mind.

Hayley Halsey:
Yes… actually. What’s your point?

Vianca Alvarez:
Come with me… let’s talk about it… AFTER I get some hydration around here because GOD… why am I being pushed so hard?

Hayley Halsey:
It’s all part of… the PLAN Vianca… all part of the PLAN.

Vianca Alvarez:
Well, technically it’s a Plan B after…

Hayley Halsey:
Shut the fuck up, Vianca! Let’s go and have ourselves a chat. It’s about time that we do what we have to do and fight back against all the injustice I’ve faced! We’re going to figure this all out and send a message to this company… through one of their PRECIOUS FAVORITES at that. Tonight? We take action and declare war on the “powers that be”!

Vianca Alvarez:
Alright… let’s do this! But I really REALLY need to get...like... some water or something…

Vianca rushes back into the gym to get some water all while Hayley rolls her eyes and sighs. She shakes her head with annoyance as the scene fades out.

Singles Match

Heath Williams VS Saki

In his first post War Games, Heath Williams faced the former Empire Extreme Champion Saki. Most people had already counted out the Saki the moment this match was announced, Williams had been nothing less than impressive so far in his Riot career, and he was coming into this match with that huge win at the ppv to boost his moral. But Saki didn’t come here to be another victim of the Hardcore Hero, attacking him with a series of kicks that kept Heath reeling. Focusing on Heath’s back, the Singapore Mauler unloaded her whole arsenal including a diving tornado ddt that gave her the first near fall of the match. The crafty veteran disrupted an early Cotton Candy Kiss Of Death attempt with a top rope belly to belly suplex and finally started building some momentum, connecting a flurry of six swift shin kicks with the seventh aiming at Saki’s head, knocking the Kawaii Deathmachine down. Somehow, the resilient girl kicked out in two. Her toughness seemed to please Heath, who fired Saki in the corner and followed up with a Yakuza kick, missing the target and finding himself forced to kick out from a quick schoolboy pin.

The Hardcore Hero controlled the most of this match with moves like a backdrop piledriver and a fisherman ddt, but Saki stayed in the match. And she kept fighting, giving the Heath’s fans (admitting there were any) a big scare when she caught him with her ripcord headbutt, the Farfegnugen. Only Williams’ ring awareness kept him in this match, as he touched the near rope with his foot. But this was a sort of wake up call for the leader of the Revolution, who probably had a bit underestimated the threat Saki represented. Not anymore after almost losing the match from that sudden headbutt that left him bleeding from the nose. And probably even tasted his own blood triggered something in the veteran, who was far more aggressive in this last part of the match. Moving quickly around the opponent, he broke down her defense with swift attacks and some acrobatic moves such as a springboard back elbow and a second rope moonsault. The fact that Saki was refusing to stay down seemed to frustrate Heath, who was now dragging the Singapore Mauler around the ring smashing her face on each corner. Minus the fourth because she had a sudden reaction, blocking with her foot and hitting him with an elbow to the face. She quickly climbed to the top and dove at him, but he caught her in mid air with a nasty punch that floored the former Empire Extreme Champion. And then, without wasting a further second, he hit his Frozen Over double arm ddt for the three count.

WINNER: Heath Williams
BY: Pinfall (Frozen Over), 8:12

Amy Maynard: "Another impressive win for Williams."

Sir Figgles: "He just beat a former champion like snapping his fingers. I've been in the ring with Saki, I can tell you how tough that little devil is. And yet, she fell."

Amy Maynard: "I agree, with or without Revolution, Heath seems unstoppable."

We open backstage to find an MWE Riot logo backdrop. “Cult of Personality” by Living Color begins playing. Once the opening guitar riffs are over three figures step into the scene from stage left. Two of them happen to be Neil Newman and Kyle Butler, neither dressed to compete, but both looking ready and intense nevertheless. Leading them is “The British Bombshell” Glory Braddock. The self-proclaimed Best in the World is wearing her purple ring gear. Her long blonde hair hangs unrestrained to below the shoulders. A confident, borderline smug and arrogant, smirk is etched across her lovely face. Glory Braddock stops in the center of the scene with Neil and Kyle standing behind her, Neil on her right and Kyle to the left. The music slowly dies down until is completely silenced. The British Bombshell then begins to speak.

Glory Braddock:
You know something, there was a great deal of shock and surprise from the Millennium locker room when The Riot brand utterly dominated Millennium in the cross-promotional matches for this Intercontinental championship tournament. Was I surprised?

The British Bombshell pauses for a few moments to allow the question to sink in, to allow her words to sink in. Finally, with the confident smirk still on her face, Braddock shakes her head.

Glory Braddock:
No, I wasn’t surprised. The Riot brand is full of talent, immensely stacked with talent...the greatest among them being me but that is beside the point...to be honest, however, when you have been in this sport as long as I have, there is absolutely nothing that surprises you. And I do not just mean from my debut in 2008 until now, although eleven plus years of active competition have generated quite a few memories and moments that I will never ever forget. Ladies and gentlemen, I grew up in and around this business. I have witnessed from my earliest childhood memory how cutthroat and ruthless this industry can be. Do you want to see me surprised or shocked? Too bad, you’re not going to get it because I have seen it all. I have done it all. So was I surprised to see Victoria Salinas begin her social media name dropping of yours truly? Was I surprised to hear her yet again name dropping me in her little promo on Millennium?

The so-called Best in the World chuckles.

Glory Braddock:
Not at all. I mean, it fits Victoria to a bloody “T”, especially when you know her as well as I do and trust me when I say that I know her. I’ve known her longer than the rest of the sorry Millennium lot. Little miss Vainglorious didn’t even try to hide it, did she? All she’s out for is fame, fortune, and specifically championship gold. Whining about how people other than herself are getting title opportunities. She even whined about how my best mate Sophie O’Brian got a title opportunity and she didn’t.

Braddock’s smirk turns into an angry glare.

Glory Braddock:
Trash talk me all you want, flower, but you talk about my friends and you really piss me off. Sophie didn’t just get handed a damn thing. She came in, busted her ass, and earned that title shot. Just because you haven’t impressed anyone enough to get the many title opportunities you want is no reason to talk down to anyone else. Then again, that’s not your plan is it? You know that you need to earn an impressive win in order to turn some heads and get those title shots. And there is no better way to impress the masses than to take on The Best in the World. So like I said, I’m not surprised by anything, especially not your obvious attempt at spotlight attention stealing by name dropping me. It’s a smart move and I would do the same thing if I were in your shoes. But mate, don’t just talk the talk; walk the walk. I’m not a hard person to find and I will fight you anywhere and anytime you want, then I will show you why I call myself The Best in the World.

The confident smirk returns to The British Bombshell’s face.

Glory Braddock:
Which brings me to Henri Black. What I like about you is that you’re not one to whine and moan about title shots or being ignored like Vicky does. You’re also not one to try and use money to buy the spotlight like Jenni and Pierce do. You want to earn your opportunities. You want to prove that you are the best. You and I are two of a kind, mate, because I have never been one to shy away from a great challenge. Only by taking on the greatest of challenges can you prove yourself to be the best and that is what I have done all of my career. And I think that’s what really pissed us both off when we fought the first time at Way of the Dragon. You and I are of the same mind, Henri. We both need a definitive answer. We both need closure. We both need to know who is the best but outside interference from Pierce and Jenni stopped that from happening. It left the fans without a conclusion, it left you and me without a conclusion, and it left a lot of questions unanswered.

The beautiful blonde shakes her head.

Glory Braddock:
Unanswered questions is never a good thing for wrestling. And now, on Riot live from Australia we will get the opportunity to answer the questions once and for all. Who is the better wrestler? Is it Glory Braddock or is it Henri Black? Now much has changed since the last time we fought, Henri. I am capable of much more now than I was then because back then I was trying to play nice, I was trying to play by the rules. Since then I have seen the light and realized that if I am to truly do what is best for wrestling then I will be forced to abandon this notion of playing nice. I will have to engage in a total war. So what am I capable of now?

The Best in the World pauses dramatically to let her question and words sink in before her arrogant smirk returns to her face.

Glory Braddock:
Just ask your friend Helena what I am capable of now. I also have come to realize that fighting a war by yourself is never a good idea. So I recruited a few friends who are of the same mindset as me.

The British Bombshell motions with her right hand to Neil Newman and then with her left to Kyle Butler.

Glory Braddock:
You should know them, Henri. In case you haven’t been paying attention I will introduce them. This is Neil Newman and Kyle Butler. Together they are Golden Era and with me, the three of us make up The Glorious Golden Era. We only want to restore wrestling back to its once noble and proud state. We only want what is best for wrestling and what is best for wrestling is to reduce its current culture to rubble and if we have to burn it to the ground to do that then so be it, but even then we will rebuild and remake the culture of wrestling. Now I heard what you had to say, Neil and Kyle heard as well, but let me assure you that there will be no outside interference from The Glorious Golden Era. Everything will be on the up and up. Honestly, Henri, there is no need to worry about Neil and Kyle. They are here tonight merely to ensure what happened during our match the last time does not happen again. I do think we both want a definitive outcome this time, right Mr. Black?

A light chuckle escapes Glory’s lips.

Glory Braddock:
And seriously, if you think I need any help to win my matches then you are mistaken. I have had a career spanning over eleven years and in that time I have accumulated multiple championship runs and numerous halls of fame. All of those accomplishments and accolades I achieved within the boundaries of the rules. Everything and everyone I have ever beaten in my career I beat legitimately in the center of the ring. So if you or anyone else honestly believes that I need help tonight in order to defeat you and advance in this Intercontinental Title Tournament then you are all sorely mistaken. I do not need any help to defeat you, Henri, all I need is my God given talent and ability. I will also win because I have the cause behind me…

Braddock pats herself on the chest.

Glory Braddock:
I am among the few left in this business that actually care about professional wrestling. I am what this sport needs. And now MWE is about to introduce a new championship to the company, who should get the honors of holding the title for the first time? Someone like you who, while is a good wrestler, but is also willing to regress this sport back to the bloody stone age by putting on barbaric death matches?

The British Bombshell shakes her head.

Glory Braddock:
No, it doesn’t need you as its first champion. MWE needs me as the first Intercontinental Champion. So despite the respect I do have for you...and I do respect you, Henri, do not misunderstand...I still cannot in good conscience stand idly by and let anyone else have that championship. Not even you, not even someone I respect. What I do tonight to you, Henri, is for the best. It is what is best for professional wrestling. When I do defeat you, when I advance in the tournament and end your hopes and dreams of becoming the first MWE Intercontinental Champion, you will be disappointed, perhaps even angry at me tonight. But trust me when I say that you will look back on this night and thank me for doing my part in saving wrestling from itself, and maybe even you from yourself, and I will have only two words to say…

Braddock winks at the camera.

Glory Braddock:
...you’re welcome.

Singles Match
MWE Intercontinental Championship Tournament: Round two

Jenni Anderson VS Brien Storm

The always confident Brien Storm walked to the ring with a big smile on his face. Was this just his usual bravado or was he underestimating Anderson? The first moments of this match seemed to confirm the latter. After a convincing start where her dominated Jenni with his greater physicality, he started wasting too much time and taking the opponent lightly, giving her the chance to turn the tables. She kicked him in the gut and fired him in the corner with an irish whip, charging at him and connecting a handspring back elbow. Known for being one to bend the rules at every turn, she tested the referee patience when she started choking Storm with her foot in the corner. She stopped under the threat of a disqualification when the official’s count reached four, but immediately went right back at it. The referee pushed her back to the centre of the ring and gave her a stern warning and, as he did so, Manning inflicted more damage to Brien, using his belt to choke him and acting all innocent when the referee turned around. Things weren’t looking good for Storm especially after Jenni’s Jinxy Jack, the top rope flipping spinning leg lariat. He kicked out from that, but Anderson didn’t slow down, staying on the attack with kicks and moves targeting the Favorite Worst Nightmare’s neck. A crossbody attempt was blocked by Brien, who then put Jenni on his shoulders in a fireman carry position and dropped her head first on the knee.

Once again the momentum shifted and Brien was back in control. punching Jenni in the corner. With an irish whip he sent her in the opposite corner and hit a jumping knee. A few more uppercuts before lifting the opponent on the top rope and carrying her on his shoulders in an electric chair position, running to the centre of the ring and dropping her down with his I’ve Moved Your Chair. He obtained a second near fall with a snap dragon suplex, but when he launched her against the ropes, Jenni came back with a tornado ddt, planting him on his head. Her momentum didn’t last long as Brien regained control with a devastating roaring elbow and scooped her up for his Unforecasted Storm. Jenni slipped away and landed behind his shoulders, letting out a high pitched scream as soon as she touched the canvas, pushing Storm away and clutching her ankle. The referee checked on her, missing Manning climbing on the apron and clocking Brien with a punch to the face, obviously using his sock full of dimes. Jenni got back to her feet, hitting the stumbling Storm with her cartwheel enziguri called Kick Me Deadly. The ankle seemed to be already a lot better judging by the force she put in that kick, enough to keep Brien down for the three count.

WINNER: Jenni Anderson
BY: Pinfall (Kick Me Deadly), 11:24

Amy Maynard: "Brien Storm doesn't look happy. Not at all."

Sir Figgles: "Pierce has a real talent for making enemies."

Amy Maynard: "Yeah I guess that constantly stepping in other people's business does that..."

The screen comes to life showing a backstage hallway in the catering area and for a moment the shot remains empty before Henri Black walks into the shot, a paper cup in his left hand while he dunks a tea bag with his right. Henri looks up at the camera and nods in acknowledgement before fishing out the teabag and slinging it into the waste bin.

Henri Black:
Good evening Brisbane, if you don’t mind I’m going to skip the pandering and cheap pops tonight, instead I have something serious to talk about and I want to get it over with as quickly as possible so I can go prepare for my second round match with our illustrious golden bitc… sorry, sorry I mean Brit, Glory Braddock.

Henri holds up his index finger.

Henri Black:
First of all, just as an aside really but as it ties in to the more serious matters I will be addressing later I’m going to mention it anyway, a certain someone claims through a rather uncharismatic mouthpiece, that I only defeated him because he was unlucky. Pierce, you’re right. I only defeated you at Big in Japan because you were the most unlucky man on the planet that night... unlucky because you had to share a steel cage with me, so kudos for managing to figure that out despite the brain damage I probably gave you, thumbs up.

Henri extends his thumb and grins cheesily before raising his index and middle fingers to illustrate his moving on to the second point.

Henri Blacki:
Now this second point covers a lot of ground so you’ll have to forgive me if I ramble a little, my usual script writer took the week off, to begin with I want to congratulate Glory on finally figuring out who she really is and while a large portion of our audience may not agree with her recent actions, I personally see the logic in it, she fell victim to an ambush and now thanks to her cohorts in The Golden Era that is unlikely to ever happen again. But while I agree with her actions and the ends justify the means mentality that goes along with them I feel that it is my solemn duty to provide all three of them with both a request and a warning… The request? keep your new friends away from our match, you need this as much as I do and I would really prefer that we settle the issue once and for all without repeating Way of the Dragon.

Henri pauses to catch his breath and order his thoughts while taking a sip of his tea.

Henri Black:
The warning? If the Golden Era do decide to get involved in our match I can easily organise a few more steel cage deathmatches, Seriously guys that match absolutely killed it in the ratings and I’m almost certain that I can convince Vince… huh that rhymes, and you all saw what happened to Pierce, while I really do try to keep a lid on my more violent impulses if you force my hand I will gladly administer as many beatdowns as necessary until the message finally gets across… dont fuck with me. Now should you choose to ignore this warning and attempt to weasel your way past me like you did Nina and my dear old friend Helena Noir, well, I won’t be held responsible for what happens next. I’ll see you out there.

With that Henri walks out of the picture and the screen fades to black.

Singles Match
MWE Intercontinental Championship Tournament: Round two

Glory Braddock VS Henri Black

One of the most highly anticipated matches of this second round, a rematch between The Best In The World Glory Braddock and The Blackstar Henri Black after their first clash at Way Of The Dragon was interrupted by Pierce Manning and Jenni Anderson. Glory promised that the Golden Era will not interfere in this match, but her word was not enough for Helena Noir who had been on the receiving end of the trio shenanigans four days ago in Adelaide. The last Liberty Champion stood in her brother in arms’ corner, watching as Henri locked up with Glory in the middle of the ring, trading a few holds before he took her to the canvas with a waist lock takedown. On the mat they kept jockeying for position, slowly rising up to their feet with Henri keeping Braddock in a side headlock. She forced her way out of it with some stiff elbows to the ribs, leaving Black to catch his breath while she ran at the ropes and charged at him full head of steam, running right into a scoop powerslam from the Blackstar, who then hooked the leg for a cover, obtaining the first near fall.

And many more followed from both sides, as the two competitors were holding absolutely nothing back. Glory came close to the win with her version of the codebreaker, the Gloria In Excelsis Deo while Henri was shocked to see the Best In The World kicking out from his triple powerbomb. And despite hitting each other with some of their best moves, they were still going exchanging forearm strikes in the middle of the ring. Despite Glory not being a brawler, she was holding her own against Black. He stunned her with a right hook, but she countered right after with a bicycle kick that sent the Australian back against the ropes, from where he rebounded back with a massive lariat. Both competitors were down after this intense exchange and the referee started administering the ten count. The enthusiasm and appreciation the fans were showing quickly turned into loud boos as Butler and Newman appeared on the stage and started walking down the ramp with a slow and inexorable pace. Helena who had watched the entire match leaning against the commentators table pushed herself up and mouthed “I knew it” before going to meet the Golden Era on the ramp. And the tattooed woman brought the fight to the two men, stopping their march to the ring. The numbers game eventually caught up to her and she fell under the combined moves of Kyle and Neal On her knees with a busted lips, Helena noticed that Henri was back on his feet and, noticing the bustle on the outside, was about to go to her rescue. She yelled at him to focus on this match, getting back to her feet and clubbing Butler from behind with a forearm to the back of the head and drove Newman face first against the ring post. Seeing that his fellow Revenant was taking care of her herself, Henri turned around to focus on Braddock who, by that time, was back on her feet as well and kicked him in the stomach before dropping him on his head with The Glorification, following with a cover and keeping him down long enough to advance to the next round.

WINNER: Glory Braddock
BY: Pinfall (The Glorification), 13:44

Helena was laying down motionless after the End Of An Era and she was quickly reached by her fellow Revenant as Butler used his foot to roll him out of the ring. He helped Helena back to her feet and the two watched as the Glorious Golden Era celebrated in the middle of the ring.

“Curtains” by Vintersorg hits the speakers, leading to a rather positive reaction from the Queensland audience. Whether the fan liked the spunky weird Tiny Des or the fact she was coming down through the crowd and schmoozing was anyone’s guess.Des made her way to the ring taking the mic and awaiting the crowd noise to die down.

Amy Maynard:
Oh hey. Tiny Des isn’t booked tonight, I wonder why she’s out here. Do you have any ideas, Figgles?

Sir Figgles:
I don’t particularly pay attention to things she does or says.

Amy Maynard:
She’s your sister.

Sir Figgles:
She’s an adult. So I tend to ignore her but ironically threaten her suitors with violence like a good big brother.

Amy Maynard:
Your family sounds like a circus.

Tiny raises the mic to her lips.

Tiny Des:
I’m bored. Not by this event, no. Queensland is wonderful. But I’ve been pent up. Left to spectate. Wandering the world without a thing to do. Like waiting for the cake to cool before I can put on the frosting. The waiting to come to action. The waiting to reap the rewards. Sometimes you just can’t wait and slather the frosting on. The mess be damned.

Amy Maynard:
Why is she talking about cake?

Sir Figgles:
Never call out nonsensical cake. Nonsensical cake is serious business.

Amy Maynard:
What?

Tiny Des:
I’m itching for some activity. So I guess I’ll get right right out and say it. I want a match. Any match, with anyone.

Tiny is cut off when the Queensland crowd started to make noise. Some cheers , some boos. A blond haired woman stood at the top of the ramp. Not announced by any loud music, because she wasn’t a member of the roster and the production crew certainly wasn’t prepared for such a thing. The blond ambled up to the ring and climbed right in. Approaching to tap the shorter Des on the head.

Amy Maynard:
Looks like Ash Fi, a common sight in Australia came to join us. What a delightful surprise….Oh my Figgles, you look pale.

Sir Figgles:
…

Ash Fi:
Aunty, I’m rather disappointed you didn’t tell me you will also be here. But you can make it up to me. If we can get some approval from your boss, that is. I will gladly give you your match. Think you can wait a week?

Tiny Des:
Oh I think we can, sweet Niece.

Amy Maynard:
So if Tiny Des is Ash Fi’s aunt. That makes Ash Fi your -

Sir Figgles:
Would you look at that arm bar!?

Amy Maynard:
There isn’t a match going on, Figgles.

Sir Figgles:
Loud Noises!

Singles Match

Josh Holloway VS Devin Hearst

The Riot Champion was welcomed by the loud boos of the fans, mostly because of the shirt he wore on his way to the ring, reading “I broke Tiffany’s leg”. He shook his head at the reaction, yelling that he did it for the brand, for Riot, and that they should support him by buying the shirt, sported by Wilkow too, at the concession stand. Holloway wasn’t in the mood for jokes and games, looking focused knowing how much a win tonight could mean for him. As the bell rang the two met in the middle of the ring, Devin talking down his opponent and putting his hands on his chest, pushing him back. Josh did the same, only with way more force, enough to push Hearst down. He had just made it up to his feet and Josh was already charging at him, lifting him from his feet and driving him in the corner, where he hit him with several shoulder tackles to the stomach. Taking a few steps back, he then went for a splash, but Devin blocked him with an elbow to the face. Still catching his breath, Hearst connected a lariat to knock Holloway down, following with a knee drop and a cover. The Sovereign kicked out in one.

The contest, slow and hard hitting was definitely a change of pace from a night where high flyers dominated the field. But the fans loved to see the two men beating the crap out of one another, admiring their feats of strength as they connected suplexes and power moves like the Desperado (throwing release suplex) that gave him another near fall. Holloway fought back, his experience and power helping him overturn the course of this match. Firstly he stunned the champion with a running bicycle knee, then he lifted him for his pumphandle neckbreaker. More knee strikes reached the champion on those ribs that have been bothering him for so long. But the rib breaker he followed with wasn’t enough to keep the champ down, and neither a spinebuster could do the trick. And in the end it was the champion who came out on top, luring Josh and leading him to make the rushed decision to try his Killshot to the cornered Devin. The former Dog Of War sidestepped at the last moment and, after Josh leg crushed against the turnbuckle, dragged his opponent to the centre of the ring and locked him in his The Badlands. Despite his attempt to resist, Josh was forced to tap out. Despite the bell ringing and the referee yelling at him to stop, the Champion kept the submission locked in a little longer. And after he let go, he taunted the opponent showing him his new shirt and telling him that he could have added his name to the list. One more time he proudly raised it in the air to mock the fans who were booing him out of the building.

WINNER: Devin Hearst
BY: Submission (The Badlands), 15:31

Sir Figgles: "What did I tell you?"

Amy Maynard: "Yeah but you can't deny that Josh gave him a run for his money."

Sir Figgles: "Yeah but when you give your best and it's not enough, that should tell you something, don't you agree."

Amy Maynard: "You know, I would be very careful on what I say about Josh Holloway, if I were you."

Teagan Gallagher:
It’s been a long time coming…

The sound of Teagan Gallagher’s voice is heard, but she is not seen, almost like when you are watching a movie preview, as the camera is focused upon the brightly shining Millennium tag team championship belts propped up on a display table in the middle of the room.

Teagan Gallagher:
For a year, The BreeTee Committee fought valiantly for their chance to become the tag team champions and prove themselves as THE best tag team in the company. We can still recall the many occasions in which we came close, but there was always something or SOMEONE who would stand in our way to keep us from our goal!

Bree Smith:
Every single obstacle that kept coming in front of us got knocked down. Every set back we endured was broken down by The BreeTee Committee, because we knew one day we’d be holding up the championship gold.

Likewise Bree’s voice is heard but she’s not seen. Next to the tag team titles are a set of photographs of the pair backstage after some wins and some losses, almost like a timeline of their tag team career so far.

Teagan Gallagher:
We never gave up and our drive is what led us to Big In Japan where we finally, FINALLY, made our biggest dream come true!

Teagan makes a drumroll sound with great emphasis, pausing for a moment of silence, until both members of The BreeTee Committee jump right into the view of the camera with some Oreo cupcakes in their hands. A fitting treat to celebrate their huge victory.

Teagan Gallagher:
Say hello to your TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!

Bree glances just over her shoulder at the tag team titles and back to the camera. She raises the oreo cupcake up a little bit after that tweet warning to avoid Oreo crumbs anywhere near the title. Bree showing a little rebellious smirk while she holds the cupcake there.

Bree Smith:
We’re officially the standard of this division. And thank you BreeTee Baker for making us these cakes to celebrate our tag team title win.

Teagan Gallagher:
They know the way to our hearts.

Teagan places her free hand over her chest with a serious expression on her face before she glances over to their tag team championship belts watching the way that Bree holds her cupcake close to the gold.

Teagan Gallagher:
And we’re already being put to the task of defending our newly won titles against a team that’s a little bit too cocky for my taste. Don’t you think so Bree?

Bree nods after looking towards Teagan. She gives a focused look back to her partner, her full game face on display.

Bree Smith:
They seem to think that we’re not going to be able to keep these titles right here, Teegs. I’m a little insulted. Aren’t you, Teegs?

Teagan Gallagher:
Insulted? I’m offended!

Teagan makes an expression to clearly show how offended she is before she shakes her head while looking directly towards the camera.

Teagan Gallagher:
It’s as if they weren’t even paying attention to how hard we worked to become tag team champions in the first place. As if we’re going to lose them in our first defense!

Bree Smith:
Donovan and Leia did pretty good in the gauntlet, I mean they did enter last but I’ll give them props, they showed good chemistry. But let’s see how good LeBeau is when she’s up against LeBree and outpowered. Or when Air Teegs comes crashing at her like only you do, partner.

Bree offers Teegan a fist bump, looking at the camera, with Teagan finding her partner’s hand without looking and both react with an explosion so Bree can show off the 120 on the back of her hand.

Teagan Gallagher:
Chemistry is one thing, but do they have the endurance of BreeTee? Are they as committed as we are to the tag team scene and OUR titles? I don’t think so.

Teagan shakes her head with a defiant no before she takes a big bite out of her Oreo cupcake.

Bree Smith:
I don’t think so either. We’re far more dedicated to making the tag team titles one of the best accolades Millennium talent can ever hope for! We want to be the ones in the main event together or teaming with the MWE Champion, we’ve paid our dues, haven’t we girly?

Bree speaks with such intensity about her hopes for the titles and the team, before passing the proverbial baton back to her partner while she bites her own cupcake. Teagan gives a determined nod as she makes her way over to the tag team titles, picking them both up, before she places Bree’s directly over her shoulder.

Teagan Gallagher:
We’ve more than paid our dues and these are the proof of all our hard work.

Bree pats her own and chases down her oreo bite with a quick sip of gatorade. A satisfied sigh escapes Bree’s lip then after.

Bree Smith:
I think we should go show The Nightfall Show that their tag team champion season is cancelled. You, Girly?

As she pats Teegs title on her own shoulder. Teagan makes sure to adjust her title on her shoulder before she reaches out to pat Bree’s with the same amount of enthusiasm.

Teagan Gallagher:
You read my mind Bree, must be that unagi at work again.

Bree puts two fingers to her temple, the side closest to the camera frame.

Bree Smith:
That’s something else that makes us ahead of any other tag team in Millennium, Girly.

Teagan makes the same motion as Bree, putting two fingers to her own temple, following this with a small wink. Together the BreeTee Committee walked away from the view of the camera, tapping their tag team titles up against each other for good luck.

Leia LeBeau:
Just imagine it, Donnie. World Tag Team Champions. Doesn’t that just sound… amazing.

Backstage in the arena, the camera could pick up the stunning sight of Leia LeBeau, clearly in her ring gear, but shrouding it from sight with an oversized blazer jacket. She wore her little top hat upon her head, her gorgeous locks tied into a plait and she twirled her cane around playfully. She was excited, over excited even, and she gushed as she spoke to her tag partner, her man, Donovan Keane.

Leia LeBeau:
Our names in the bright lights, the hottest new tag team in the business, the hottest new act in MWE and by far, by FAR the hottest couple in the industry.

Donnie was already in his ring gear, and was all warmed up as he had a huge cheesy grin upon his face, listening intently to his beautiful woman, in awe at how excited she was. He himself was looking the part, wearing his very own top hat that Leia had alluded to over social media.

Leia LeBeau:
We are on the verge of something… groundbreaking, industry changing, something that will get the press singing us questions and snapping our photos. I’m talking magazine covers, talk show interviews, photo shoots, songs wrote about us. Bright Lights, Big City, Donnie.

Donovan was about to add something to proceedings, but didn’t get a chance, as Leia planted a firm and full kiss upon his lips, her right leg cocking backwards in a pose. As she released it, Donnie just smiled, possibly in a daze from the liplock. Leia though, spun and span, graceful as a ballerina with a dazzling, award nominated smile upon her face.

Leia LeBeau:
I mean, you have all the experience in the world for tag team wrestling, you know exactly what you’re doing when it’s two on two, and last time out in the Gauntlet, that showed, babe. I mean, Nightfall Rising, in my honest opinion, which is the most important opinion, is the very best male duo in the business, and I know you and Jay are going to prove that in Southside… But right here, right now, there are no mixed couple that can stop us. There is no one who can stop us. No one can stop the Nightfall Show stealing the spotlight for ourselves. And babe, just imagine all this…

With that, she dropped the jacket, revealing her Showgirl attire for the night. Donovan’s eyes almost popped out of his head, not only due to the skimpiness of the sparkling outfit, but because it was custom themed. Designed in the Nightfall colours, it also had a picture of Donovan and Leia upon it, in brilliant colour, as well as #NightfallShow written underneath their images in bright colours.

Leia LeBeau:
… and a championship belt. Oh, Donnie. I’m so excited. This is going to be perfect.

She leaned over, whispering something in Donovan’s ear that made him grin from ear to ear, and this only seemed to pump him up even more.

Leia LeBeau:
And you are going to be perfect, I just know it.

She said, sliding past him, teasing him with a little shimmey of her rear, as the Sin City Showgirl gripped his attention. As she paced off, asking him to follow by motioning ‘come hither’ with her index finger, she then bellowed out down the hall as they paced off for their main event match.

Leia LeBeau:
Now where is my goddamn Latte?!

MWE Tag Team Championship Match

The BreeTee Committee (c) VS Nightfall Show

Amy Maynard: “Donovan Keane and Leia LeBeau earned this opportunity to face the MWE Tag Team Champions winning the Valentine’s Day Gauntlet two weeks ago in Newcastle.”

Sir Figgles: “It was the first time they teamed up together but they surely showed some great chemistry. And tonight, they’re going to put an end to the BreeTee reign.”

Amy Maynard: “Don’t you think the champions deserve a little more credit? They won the Tag Tournament a couple of months ago, and the titles at the last PPV.”

Sir Figgles: “Every dog has its day, and they already got one each. They’re no longer on the same page, do you even keep up with Twitter, Amy? Donnie got inside their head and exposed it. Listen to me, we’re crowning new champions tonight.”

About one thing Figgles was right, Donnie managed to get under Teegs’ skin. That much was clear since before the bell even rang, the way she was fuming while he mocked her, barely able to contain her anger and how she insisted to be the one starting things off once it was clear that Keane was the chosen member of Nightfall Show to kick off the match. At first she used this anger and frustration to pummel him into a corner, landing a series of knee strikes. Soon after though, this urge costed her big time as she missed the splash and crashed against the corner, with Donnie immediately catching her from behind with the Keane-Plex, a bridging German Suplex that got him the first near fall of the match.

Sir Figgles: “This is exactly what I meant.”

Amy Maynard: “And look at Donnie, still playing mind games and showing Teagan how close she got to the three.”

Bree on the outside was almost begging her partner to keep calm and stay focused, but it was hard from Gallagher with Donovan constantly poking her. And the fact that DK was so damn quick to dodge her (predictable) attacks and counter with his own was definitely not helping her case. Another suplex, this time a tiger version earned the Nightfall Show another two count. Donnie kept striking the iron while it’s hot, connecting a series of hard chops to the chest. Leia called him and raised one of those long legs of her on the top turnbuckle, creating a target Donnie drove Gallagher’s face onto, before making the tag to The Show.

Amy Maynard: “Quick tags, that’s a solid strategy from the challengers.”

Leia unloaded some of her swift kicks to the tag champion, before making another tag to Donnie who wrapped his arms around Teegs’ waist and used the momentum of Leia’s superkick to connect another bridging German Suplex, this time broken up by Bree. Back in her corner, Smith started rallying the fans behind her partner, who was struggling to break free from Donnie’s side headlock. After a few strikes to the gut, she managed to slip away and raising her knee to his face, reaching her corner and making the tag to Bree. In the same moment, Leia entered the ring after Donnie’s tag, immediately going for a running Yakuza kick to the charging opponent, who was quick to grab her leg and launched her to the opposite side of the ring with a capture suplex.

Amy Maynard: “Bree’s on fire! Look, she’s going after Donnie!”

Not new to impressive feats of strength, Bree suplexed Keane back in the ring. Visibly confused, Donnie stood up and got caught by another German suplex from the blonde girl, who kept the grip around his waist.

Amy Maynard: “She promised a german suplex for every tweet her partner didn’t like, and if she can keep this promise, the poor Donnie won’t be getting out of this anytime soon.”

Sir Figgles: “You’re forgetting something. Donovan is not the one she should focus right now.”

She had connected three already, and was going to a fourth when Leia hit her with a jumping forearm to the back. Bree was stunned and let go of Donnie who, instead of leaving the ring, turned around and, in conjunction with his girlfriend, floored the powerhouse with a double dropkick. Leia made the cover, but she only got a two out of this predicament.

Sir Figgles: “See? Exactly what I told you. The champions are off their game tonight, Keane is living in their heads and that’s a huge advantage in a match.”

But now Donovan was resting on the ring, leaving his girlfriend dealing with the tag champions. The Jet City Woman was wearing Bree down with her Show Kicks, a series of shoot shots to the kneeling opponent. Seven landed on the chest of the tag champion, enough for Leia to safely try a running big boot. Or so she thought, before finding herself pinned to the mat by a quick schoolboy pin. The Show was squirming and trying to kick out, but she didn’t need to as, when the referee counted two, Bree lifted her from the mat to powerbomb her on the canvas. Then she made the cover, and Keane had to dive in to save the match at the last second. But from that moment on, the young girl was completely at the mercy of the BreeTee, going through Bree’s backbreaker reps, Teagan’s pumphandle suplex and their sandwich piledriver. In all three occasions, LeBeau kicked out in time but, as the commentators pointed out, she desperately needed a tag.

Amy Maynard: “Things are not looking good for the Nightfall Show, Teagan’s going for the Gallagher’s Way…”

Sir Figgles: “There’s still life in this Showgirl though. Look at her go!”

With some elbows to the head Leia finally got out of the dangerous predicament, trying to reach Donovan in the corner. Teagan grabbed her by the foot, but this only slowed the Showgirl down. She broke free with an enziguri and finally tagged Kean who entered the ring and leveled Gallagher with a clothesline. The confrontation between the two went on for four minutes of back and forth action and saw Donnie almost pulling the upset with his handspring cutter but coming out empty handed from the 450 splash that saw him crashing on the canvas as the tag champion rolled out of the way. And things got from bad to worse for him as Bree entered the ring and greeted him with a dropdown gutbuster.

Amy Maynard: “The champs are back in control now.”

Sir Figgles: “You’re going to be extremely disappointed when the Nightfall Show will be raising the titles in the air, Amy.”

Amy Maynard: “Not really, if they will, I believe that nobody will be able to argue that they earned it, with a performance like this. But by the look of it, Smith is ready to close the deal.”

Donnie was exhausted after being tossed around by Bree, who picked him up once again and fired him against the ropes, launching him in mid air and connecting The Bree Show, her own pop-up codebreaker.

Amy Maynard: “This is it! This one is over!”

Sir Figgles: “She’s pinning the wrong man, Leia made the tag when Donnie hit the ropes!”

Nobody seemed to have noticed it, except the only person who mattered, the referee. He didn’t even go down to make the count when Bree made the cover, telling her that there has been a tag. And before Smith could process it, Leia was inside the ring.

Sir Figgles: “Seattle Slutdrop! We have new champs!”

Somehow Bree kicked out, before Teagan, blocked by Donovan could make the save. Leia was desperate, complaining to the referee about what she considered a slow count. Bree was using the ropes to stand up to her feet while Donnie and Teagan were trading shots on the outside after the student of Chris Night took her out with a cactus clothesline. If this scenario wasn’t chaotic enough, a hooded figure was seen jumping the barricade and slide inside the ring, clubbing Leia from behind. The disqualification was inevitable and the identity of the assailant soon revealed: Hayley Halsey.

WINNER: Nightfall Show (BREETEE COMMITTEE STILL CHAMPION)
BY: DQ, 18:13

Amy Maynard:
That's Hayley Halsey! What is she doing?"

Sir Figgles:
She just costed Nightfall Show their tag titles, that's what she's doing! And she just costed me more money than I'm comfortable to admit."

Amy Maynard:
Jacob, we talked about it. You should get some help for this gambling issue.

Sir Figgles:
IT WOULDN'T BE AN ISSUE IF PEOPLE STOPPED SCREWING ME OVER!

Amy Maynard:
Ok calm down now.

Sir Figgles:
NO! I DIDN'T EVEN WANT TO COME TO AUSTRALIA... NOW MY DAUGHTER IS HERE, SHE WILL FIGHT MY SISTER NEXT WEEK AND I LOST MY PAY FOR THIS WEEK AND SOMEBODY STOLE MY GODDAMN LATTE!

Amy Maynard:
I guess this is all for tonight, folks. See you in a week. Goodnight!

Post by gvb on Mar 1, 2020 17:51:59 GMT -6

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