The Last of Us Results - March 9, 2021 (Indianapolis, IN)

Arthur La Forge: I...so is he not in the match anymore?

Mary DeSue: I guess not! But who did he throw the ball to?

Arthur La Forge: I’m not sure I want to know, but I guess we’ll find out a little later!

The spotlights on the stage shine down on the title belt, which will be awarded to the winner of tonight’s main event. The AI for the company appears on the video wall and flashes a cheesy grin.

Mr. Rad: Alright meat sacks, you’ve been waiting for two months for this show, and now we’re ready to crown our first FINAL BOSS CHAMPION!

The socially-distanced audience cheers from their respective pods.

Mr. Rad: This is The Last of Us Gauntlet match! The rules are: two wrestlers start. Every two minutes, a new wrestler enters. Eliminations can only occur via pinfall or submission. When the final entrant, Lex Collins, has come out, the last wrestler standing will be the first ever Final Boss Champion! And folks, we already know who our first two entrants!



ShockFront’s metal version of "Eye Of The Tiger" hits the loudspeaker as gold lights hit the stage. The arena lights slowly darken as the fans begin to come to their feet. The first few seconds of the song plays as Jack Michaels emerges from the back. There is a lot of respect for the older man who looks out at the fans with a calm and confident smile. Jack wears a robe with "The Blast" Jack Michaels in golden, cursive lettering. Jack turns his eyes to focus intently on the ring while the respectful pop washes over him. Jack looks all business as he takes the steps into the squared circle.

Mr. Rad: Introducing first, a guy who has been wrestling since the Clinton Administration…’The Blast’ Jack Michaels!

Arthur La Forge: Jack has the unenviable task of wrestling from the beginning here, an unfortunate side effect of his loss to Lex Collins back at EXP 1.

Mary DeSue: Yeah, but old dude’s been winning since then, and lost his damn mind at EXP 3!

Arthur La Forge: Yeah that was...that was scary. It’s my understanding that Jack was fined around five thousand to make up for the damage to the ring and to cover the health bills of that poor security guard.

Mary DeSue: Shoulda fired him.



The lights in the arena go out and the opening drum riff of Puscifer's "Potions (Deliverance Mix)" opens over the public announce speakers. Soon after Maggie Magnificent emerges from behind the curtain. Lockheart steps out into the center of an indigo spotlight wearing a long black cloak. For a moment she stands at the top of the stage and briefly looks up to reveal her face. The ramp in front of her is consumed by shadows and fog. Lockheart steps down the ramp in rhythm with the music and turns toward the hard-camera side of the ring.

Mr. Rad: Standing at five feet three inches tall, and weighing in at one-hundred and eleven pounds, she calls herself Heaven's Dark Harbinger, the artist known as Magdalena Lockheart!

Maggie walks around the ring with the same structured pace, moving all of the way to the southeast ringpost before pulling herself up onto the ring apron. She centers herself on the apron and stands facing the crowd.

Lockheart grabs her cloak with both hands and as the hard riff kicks in, she pulls her cloak open. Another indigo spotlight shines straight down on her as chilled fog rains down from the ceiling and onto the crowd. She pauses for a few moments before entering the ring.

Arthur La Forge: I still can’t believe that Lockheart volunteered to be #2 here.

Mary DeSue: It’s stupid! She’s stupid!

Arthur La Forge: I have no idea what number she would have drawn before, but she’ll be at the same disadvantage as Jack now.


Mary DeSue: I hope she gets pinned first. That’ll show her.

Arthur La Forge: What is your problem with her?

Mary DeSue: I don’t have a problem. I just don’t like stupid people. Or people who spoil things. She spoiled #2!

The bell rings and the crowd roars to life as we are officially underway, a big fight feel as Magdalena Lockheart and Jack Michaels lock eyes from across the ring. Jack immediately continues his new aggressive streak by charging at Lockheart immediately, but Maggie, ducks underneath his lariat attempt and just barely avoids running himself into the turnbuckle. Jack whips his body around and stalks Maggie, so she takes the fight directly to him with a leaping forearm, knocking Michaels back a step.

Arthur La Forge: Jack’s not looking to take any prisoners tonight and Lockheart’s doing the smart thing by taking the fight to him.

Mary DeSue: First smart thing she’s done tonight.

Arthur La Forge: Are you going to be this grumpy the entire match?

Mary DeSue: I haven’t decided.

Jack reaches in and actually grabs Maggie by the throat, but she responds with a back elbow that again sends him back. The elder and larger Michaels attempts a haymaker, but that gets ducked and she jumps up to apply a headlock, only for Jack to lift her in the air and spike her down to the mat with a belly-to-back suplex! He then grabs Lockheart around the waist and lifts her back up, but when he attempts a German suplex, she lands on her feet! Jack turns around and she hits a snap front kick, then a step up enziguri that causes him to stagger. She whips around with a spinning back kick, dropping Michaels to his knees. Maggie then bounces off the ropes and looks for Black Legacy, but Jack gets his head out of the way. He gets to his feet and as she regains her balance, Jack makes her pay for the missed shot with a vicious headbutt!

Arthur La Forge: Oh Jesus!

Mary DeSue: Yeesh, even I think that was uncalled for.

Arthur La Forge: Jack’s been super aggressive as of late and I don’t think he needed to try to give the woman a concussion just to….oh no.

Maggie has been knocked to the ground and the camera picks up why Arthur was concerned. The headbutt from Jack has opened up a cut on her eyebrow and she’s already bleeding. Her eye has begun to swell and she’s clearly dazed from the shot to the head. Jack hesitates for a moment, seemingly regretting putting that much force into it, but then quickly drops into a cover!

One!

Two!

T--no! Lockheart kicks out.

Arthur La Forge: She may regret entering at number two now. She can’t last this entire match with a cut that bad.

Mary DeSue: That’s just gross. At least we know I’ll be the pretty one now!

Arthur La Forge: Really?

Mary DeSue: You’re right. I always was!

Jack grabs Lockheart by the head and lifts her to her feet, as she tries to regain her senses. She begins to punch away at his abdomen, which loosens his grip. She then begins to jab at the former boxer, hitting a few in succession, followed by an uppercut, then a spinning back elbow. Jack wobbles and Maggie defiantly spins around nailing him with the roaring elbow, completing Beat Rush! Jack staggers back into the ropes and as he comes off, he dives forward with a clothesline that knocks her down, but both seem to be dazed at the moment.

Arthur La Forge:These two are beating the hell out of each other.

Mary DeSue: I think one of them is getting it a little worse than the other.

Arthur La Forge: So far, that would be Maggie.

Jack is quick to shake off the cobwebs and grabs Maggie by her hair to pull her up. Lockheart once again tries to fight off Michaels with straight shots - closed right fists - to the abdomen. Jack not only absorbs them he comes crashing down on top of her with another vicious headbutt. The crowd here in the Coliseum is reacting to watching Maggie crawl along the canvas with blood starting to trickle down her face from her forehead. The referee's putting on latex gloves. Jack grabs her up again and while she's down on one knee he delivers another sickening headbutt, driving his head down into hers and dropping her to the mat. Jack smirks as he wipes Maggie's blood from his forehead and stomps down on her.

Mary DeSue: Well, she shouldn't have asked to come out second, then.

Arthur La Forge: Look, Mary, it's all random. Maggie asked to come out second but who knows if she wouldn't have drawn the second entry anyway?

Mary DeSue:There's a big difference between being unlucky and asking for it.

Arthur La Forge: True. Which is why I think asking to come out second alongside Jack Michaels is a bold statement.

Inside the ring, Jack's smirking again as he pulls Maggie up to her knees and rains down on her with a vicious series of repeated headbutts. He doesn't stop until he's got almost as much of her blood on his face as she does.

Mary DeSue: Some statement.

Jack is holding Maggie up, who now literally looks like a rag doll, a Mag Doll if you will. He uses his strength and his grip to hoist her back up to a full vertical base. With her feet underneath her, he rears back for the headbutt to end all headbutts. He throws his forehead towards her with all of the force he can muster, but Maggie turns her head to the side at the last moment and there's a loud clank when Jack Michael's skull connects with the reinforced plate embedded in the left side of hers! Both drop in a heap.

Mary DeSue: Oh, no!

Arthur La Forge: Jack just went full force into the left side of Maggie's head, but that's where she has a steel plate!

Mary DeSue: That's not fair! She can't bring a weapon down to the ring!

Arthur La Forge: It's literally a surgically implanted plate. What is she supposed to do, take it out?

Jack starts to pull himself back up. He checks himself for any signs of a cut, but he seems to be good.

Mary DeSue: I don't know! I just hope Jack is okay...

Arthur La Forge: Well yeah, but...well, there’s the clock. Maggie may get some reprieve soon...or someone looking to eliminate her right away.

Mary DeSue: Ooh I hope it’s my thicc boi!



Arthur La Forge: Holy crap!

Mr. Rad: Ladies and gentlemen, from Mainstream Wrestling and Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 200 pounds...He is your #3 entrant...BRYAN FORD!

"DNA" by Kendrick Lamar blares over the speakers as Bryan Ford walks out onto the stage. He makes his way down the ramp walking with a swagger as he reaches the apron. Leaping onto the edge he then somersaults over the top rope rolling into the ring sitting Indian style waiting for the bell to ring, looking right at Jack Michaels, who has slowly, groggily, pushed himself up to his knees. Maggie has rolled out to the apron in the commotion to recover for a moment.

Arthur La Forge: We were told there would be surprises but, wow!

Mary DeSue: I think I have a new crush.

Arthur La Forge: Ladies and gentlemen, if you’ve never seen Bryan Ford before, you are in for a treat!

Mary DeSue: I’ll say…

The crowd are losing their minds as Michaels is up to his feet and Ford does as well, and they stare each other down. Ford begins to talk some trash, as he’s known to do, but Jack is having none of it tonight and pie-faces the younger athlete to push him aside. Ford doesn’t react kindly to that, immediately firing off several forearm shots to the face of Jack, pushing him against the ropes. He Irish whips him to the other side, before jumping up and catching him coming back with a hurricanrana! Jack scrambles to his feet and goes to the corner for safety, but he finds none as Ford immediately charges in with a dropkick, backflipping off of Jack as he goes down and landing on his feet, posing before the electric crowd.

Arthur La Forge: Bryan Ford and Jack Michaels have a history that goes back years, and it doesn’t look like things have changed over that time.

Mary DeSue: Is this guy with us permanently because...he can get it.

Arthur La Forge: Will you stop?

Mary DeSue: Don’t be jealous Artie. You never had a chance.

Ford moves over to the corner where Jack is and continues to fire off forearm shots, but Jack hits a liver punch to stop that, then switches positions to force Ford into the corner. He wails away with right hands of his own, before trying to whip him to the other side of the ring. But Jack hasn’t seen that Maggie has re-entered the fray, and as Ford runs into her she does a quick do-si-do of sorts and sends him back towards Jack. Ford attempts another dropkick but Michaels moves out of the way and Ford crashes and burns. Jack then clotheslines him over to the top to the apron, before turning his attention back to Lockheart. He runs in for another lariat, but she baseball slides beneath his feet and when he turns around, Ford is already up top and leaps off with a missile dropkick as Lockheart hits a sweeping calf kick, hitting Jack with a bit of a high-low attack!

Arthur La Forge: Wow! I don’t know if that teamwork was intentional but it was certainly exciting!

Mary DeSue: Old man shouldn’t have been such a dick.

Arthur La Forge: Jack definitely isn’t the most liked person right now, but you gotta respect him for sticking around thus far.

Mary DeSue: No I don’t.

Maggie is the closest to Jack so she immediately dives onto him for the cover.

One

Tw...Ford pulls her off! She gets to his feet, pushing some of her blood-streaked hair aside and asks him what the hell he’s doing. Ford says he wants to be the one to pin Jack! She motions down to Jack and allows him to do so. One...and she immediately stomps Ford on the back to break up the count. Ford gets up in her face and the two begin to jaw.

Arthur La Forge: Oh here we go.

Mary DeSue: Figures she’d ruin something else.

Arthur La Forge: If Ford came here wanting a one-on-one match with Michaels, he misunderstood the rules of this contest, and Maggie’s gonna make him pay for it.

The words turn into blows, as the two begin to trade shots back and forth in the middle of the ring. Maggie hits a palm strike that rocks Ford, who takes a step back and then tries to fire off a hurricanrana, but Maggie cartwheels out of it. Ford then hits her with a dropkick, forcing her back into a corner. Jack is back up and grabs him from behind, attempting the Mean Machine Stretch, but Ford runs forward and runs up Maggie’s chest with kicks, before flipping behind Michaels. He then drops down and rolls up Jack in a schoolboy!

One!

Two

Thr--No! Michaels kicks out. The two get on their hands and knees and briefly stare each other down, only for Maggie to run up and attempt to hit a double Black Legacy, only for both men to roll out of the way.

Arthur La Forge: Oh dang, Maggie almost caught them both!

Mary DeSue: I would have been SO mad.

Arthur La Forge: I’m sure you would.

Maggie wobbles and Jack quickly tries to lock HER in the Stretch, but Ford won’t let it happen. He pulls Jack off and goes for a headkick, only for Jack to block it. However he doesn’t block the pele kick from Maggie, which catches him in the side of the head. Jack staggers backwards and falls backward through the ropes, outside of the ring. Maggie grabs the ropes and prepares to throw herself outside, but Ford grabs her leg and yanks her backward. He bounces off the ropes and attempts a hook kick, only for Maggie to duck. Ford spins around and she kicks him in the gut. She runs forward and tries for a Sector 7 Press, but Ford drops back and drops her throat first on the top rope!

Arthur La Forge: This thing is back and forth so far and Jack hasn’t even re-entered the fray!

Mary DeSue: Are we going to get an elimination soon or what?

Arthur La Forge: It has to happen eventually, everyone’s getting tired.

Mary DeSue: Good. I hope it’s anyone but Ford.

She grabs her throat and coughs, and Ford backs up...then runs forward for his Bford and After bicycle kick. Maggie steps out of the way and Ford’s leg gets caught on the ropes. Maggie flips forward with a spinning wheel kick that sends him tumbling out to the floor himself. Jack is already starting to get up and he grabs Ford, turning around and ramming him face first off the guardrail! He turns around and Maggie has shot through the ropes like an arrow with a suicide dive, knocking Jack back first int othe same guardrail. She gets up to her knees and tries to shake off the wooziness as the countdown sounds over the speakers.



Mr. Rad: Entering at #4, he is the leader of The Faction, ‘The Wizard’ James Wilcox!

Mary DeSue: He’s not being backed up by those bigger guys today!

Arthur La Forge: No, but they’re in the match. If he can stay around long enough, he’ll get help sooner or later.

Strolling out of the smoke is a determined and angry looking James Wilcox standing at the top of the ramp. He comes down to the ring and looks at the three on the outside and decides to put himself in the ring instead. He motions for Lockheart to join him and she wastes no time in rolling into the ring and running at him. He ducks her attempt at a leaping forearm and runs at the ropes on the other side of the ring. As he bounces back he jumps up with a dropkick that catches her flush and knocks her out the other side, near the announce table. Meanwhile Ford re-enters the ring and turns Wilcox around. He attempts a forearm but Wilcox drops to a knee to avoid it and shoves Ford forward into a re-entered Michaels, who turns him inside out with a huge lariat! Jack gets to his feet only for Wilcox to now hit HIM with a face breaker!

Arthur La Forge: No rest for the...well, anyone at this point.

Mary DeSue: But nobody’s pinned yet.

Arthur La Forge: Again, you have to wait. They keep taking abuse like this, it’s only a matter of time.

Wilcox grabs Ford and lifts him up, attempting to throw him into a turnbuckle, but Ford reverses mid-whip and follows him in, only to catch a boot to the face. He turns around and sees Jack running at him, so he sidesteps and Wilcox comes off the middle turnbuckle with a body press! Wilcox rolls through and holds his ribs briefly, while Ford jumps on top of Jack for the cover!

One!

Two!

No! Jack throws his shoulder up.

Mary DeSue: This is getting as old as Jack!

Arthur La Forge: You have to commend them for their spirit in trying to become the first ever champion.

Mary DeSue: I do not!

Ford is annoyed at his inability to eliminate Jack so far, while Wilcox is annoyed at Ford trying to take his pin. The two meet up in the center of the ring and begin to trade forearms. Meanwhile Maggie slides back into the ring and kicks Jack in the ribs as he tries to get up. Wilcox attempts to toss Ford over the top but he reverses and Wilcox is thrown to the outside. Maggie leaves Jack gasping for breath and comes Ford’s way, but as she runs at him he drops down and holds open the top rope, causing her to spill out and land on Wilcox. He no sooner turns around when Jack charges in and clotheslines him over the top, but Ford lands on the apron. Jack tries to ram his shoulder into him through the ropes but Ford slingshots himself back in, and as he does, Maggie jumps up and hits Jack with a stiff forearm shot before Wilcox yanks her back down and begins brawling with her. This causes Michaels to stumble back into a backstabber from Ford! Ford then floats over, pops up to his feet and charges forward, diving through the ropes into Maggie and Wilcox with a tope suicida!

Mary DeSue:Yes! Go Ford!

Arthur La Forge: It seems the young star has got his second wind, and he’ll need it.

Mary DeSue: Now get back in there and eliminate the creep!

Ford is up to his feet and slides back inside, where Jack is trying to regain his breath. Ford charges in and goes for B-Ford and After, but Michaels just barely sidesteps, so Ford continues moving and in one fluid motion, hops up onto the middle rope and moonsaults off into a reverse DDT on Michaels...SEASON FINALE! Ford lays on top of Jack for the pinfall..

ONE!

TW...BROKEN UP BY MAGGIE HITTING FORD WITH BLACK LEGACY!
Maggie starts to turn around for the cover when she’s caught the ADONIS SUPER KICK from Wilcox, out of nowhere! Wilcox seemingly has his choice of who to cover, but sees Michaels struggling to go after his feet and reaches down to grab his head...and MICHAELS HITS THE BLAST FROM THE PAST! However he is too winded to follow up and falls off, rolling to the side of Wilcox!

Arthur La Forge: Oh my God, what a sequence! And the timer is starting!

Mary DeSue: Whoever comes out next is probably gonna eliminate all four!



Mr. Rad: Ladies and gentlemen, entering at #5….DUDE WALUGII!

Mary DeSue: Nevermind.

Arthur La Forge: I thought he lost his spot to the Avenger?

Mary DeSue: Maybe that’s who he threw his entry ball to?

Arthur La Forge: Either that or The Developer just felt sorry for the guy.

Dude WaLuigi struts out to the ring, taking his time, doing some dance moves, and the wrestlers in the ring are in no hurry to get up after the beating they’ve taken. Dude hops into the ring and gets into a corner, looking around. He sees Jack starting to get up and he points at him.

Dude WaLuigi: WAAAAAHHHH

Dude begins to stomp his foot down, “tuning up the band.” Jack hasn’t really recovered or is aware what’s happening, so Dude runs in and kicks him right in the shin with some SWEET SHIN MUSIC! Jack stumbles a bit and Dude shouts out to the audience…

Dude WaLuigi: IT’S WALUIGI TIME!

He begins to run off the ropes and catches Jack with a clothesline, beginning his Ultimate Smash Attack - Wall-Luigi! Jack is so dazed from earlier he goes down and as Wilcox gets to his feet, he catches a clothesline! Ford gets to his feet and HE gets a clothesline! Maggie pulls herself up and sees Dude coming, and ducks the clothesline. She spins around and he’s already turned around and hits her with another one!

Arthur La Forge: I cannot believe what I’m seeing right now.

Mary DeSue: We’re gonna get thrown off Twitch for this.

With everyone down again, he points back at Maggie, the most recent person he hit. He runs and bounces off the ropes and jumps up in the air, only to catch Lockheart’s knees coming down!

Dude WaLuigi: Waaaaaahhhhhh….

Lockheart is back to her feet and Dude stumbles and falls down to his knees, clutching his ribs. She shrugs her shoulders and hops up into the air, stomping down on his head with Black Legacy! There’s the cover!

One!

Two!

Three!!

Mr. Rad: DUDE WALUIGI has been eliminated! Wah Wah Wah!

Arthur La Forge: I’m honestly surprised he lasted as long as he did.

Mary DeSue: Well you can’t win ‘em all...or in his case any of them.

Arthur La Forge: And now we’re back to where we started until entry #6.

Mary DeSue: Damn the WaLuigis suck eggs.

Wilcox is now also up to his feet and runs at Maggie, but she leapfrogs over him and catches Ford, who was rising behind Wilcox, with a Meteora! She lands down on her knees and rolls forward, before getting up and getting kicked in the abdomen by Wilcox. “The Wizard” then hooks her arm and flips her over with a standard suplex, before holding on and lifting her up again, bouncing her off the ropes and attempting a slingshot suplex, but she lands on her feet behind him, hits the calf kick to the back of the knee and when Wilcox goes down, completes 7 Seconds til the End with a buzzsaw kick!

Arthur La Forge: Maggie is bloodied, beat up and fatigued and we’ve got a long way to go, but she keeps fighting!

Mary DeSue: Sooner or later her luck’s gonna run out.

Arthur La Forge: I get that you’re new to wrestling but that’s not luck at all.

Maggie begins to drop down to make a cover on Wilcox, but pauses when the video screen lights up with the countdown timer.



Mr. Rad: Coming at #6...DRAKE WILCOX!

Mary DeSue: Ha! You were saying?

Arthur La Forge: It seems, at the very least, The Wizard just gained some luck of his own.

The hulking Drake Wilcox sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring, before getting to his feet and staring down at the entire field, with the biggest size difference being between himself and Lockheart. Lockheart immediately attempts to hit him with a Beat Rush, but Drake simply absorbs it and lunges forward with a clothesline, his massive arm slamming into her face and knocking her down to the mat hard. He reaches down and grabs Ford’s head with one hand, then lifts him up by simply palming the head like a basketball! Before Ford can even react, Drake raises up one of his arms and slams it down with a clubbing blow to Bryan’s spine that knocks him right back down where he started.

Arthur La Forge: This is not going to end well.

Mary DeSue: No you big lummox! Mag-gie! Not Hot-tie! UGH!

Jack Michaels is up next and being the only one not dwarfed by Drake, tries his luck with a haymaker that knocks Drake half a step back. He bounces off the ropes and runs at the larger Wilcox only to catch a boot to the face that flattens him. James gets up and pats his younger brother on the shoulder, then points at Ford, who is trying to get back up. Drake lurches forward and hits another clothesline on him, knocking him back down. Ford pulls himself up in the corner to recover and Maggie is up now. She runs in full steam ahead to drake, who simply and effortlessly grabs her around the throat with both hands and throws her backward, causing her to cannonball into Ford and they both collapse in a heap in the corner.

Arthur La Forge: Well, you wanted eliminations, and it doesn’t look like anyone is able to get an advantage on Drake Wilcox yet.

Mary DeSue: And that means his brother James is also safe…

Arthur La Forge: Until the end anyway. I have my doubts Drake is just going to lay down and let James pin him.

Jack gets back to his feet again and Drake simply shoves him back down, which embarrasses ‘The Blast’ more than anything else. Wilcox stands behind his brother and eggs Jack on, almost daring him to try something else. Jack rolls outside of the ring, drawing a few boos and more than a few laughs from The Faction. Jack begins to laugh too, as he reaches underneath the ring and pulls out a chair!

Mary DeSue: Can he do that?

Arthur La Forge: No disqualifications in this thing, so...yeah!

Mary DeSue: Ohhhhhhh snap.

Jack slides in with the chair and Drake makes no effort to stop him, so Jack thrust the top of the chair straight into his gut and that knocks the wind out of the giant. He then raises the chair high above his head and slams it back down into the larger Wilcox, then again! Drake drops to a knee and James has seen enough so he starts to come forward, only for Maggie to grab him from behind and toss him to the outside! Jack nods at Maggie for a moment and she runs off the ropes and leaps into the air, stomping Drake down to the mat with a Black Legacy! She covers!

One...ONLY ONE! Drake gorilla presses her off of him and rolls onto his stomach, back to his feet!

Arthur La Forge: What in the blue hell?

Mary DeSue: I mean...he’s fresh.

Arthur La Forge: He was hit with a chair and had his head stomped into the mat!

Mary DeSue: By a woman who weighs a buck-eleven! His head is bigger than her torso!

Ford is up now and motions for everyone to get out of the way, he runs off the opposite side of the ropes and connects with a B-Ford and After! The bicycle kick knocks Drake back down to his knees and he’s getting more woozy. He pushes himself back up so Ford tries it again, but Drake attempts a clothesline and Ford ducks under, then hits a tope suicida through the ropes onto James! Jack runs forward and tries to lift Drake for a Blast From the Past, but Drake unleashes a double axe-handle down on the spine of Michaels, dropping him to his knees. Maggie runs over and jumps off the back of Michaels onto Drake, hooking his head and attempting to tornado DDT. She almost gets the full rotation, but Drake hangs on. Michaels then lunges forward and chop blocks the knee of Drake, causing him to lose balance and allowing Maggie to hit the DDT!

Arthur La Forge: I certainly didn’t think I’d see these two working together tonight.

Mary DeSue: I mean, it’s the smartest thing they’ve done all night!

Arthur La Forge: Triple-teaming the giant, running interference to keep James from stopping them, it’s a very smart plan.

Drake rolls to the apron and then out to the floor, settling down on his feet. However he’s a bit dazed and attempts to walk it off. Lockheart runs, bounces off one side of the ropes then jump out the other side, landing on top of the unsuspecting Drake with a tope con hilo! Maggie and the big man drop down! Maggie is up to her feet and James catches her AGAIN with the Adonis Super Kick! He laughs at her and tries to get his brother up when the clock begins again…



Mr. Rad: Entering at #7...Ace Sky!

Arthur La Forge: Ace has had a rough go of it in Level Up, but he could turn that all around with a win tonight.

Mary DeSue: Yeah, considering the size of Drake, I don’t like his chances.

Ace runs down the ramp and leapfrogs over James as he attempts his superkick, hopping up onto the apron and then backflipping off with a moonsault on James! Drake is pushing himself up to his feet and Ace dropkicks his head to stagger him, then actually helps Lockheart to her feet. He points at Drake and they both rush in, swarming him with their various strikes! Maggie begins jabbing while Ace kicks at the legs, then they both kick downward at the knees of Drake, dropping him. While he’s on his knees, they then rush forward and hit him with stereo knee strikes! Drake goes down on the floor again!

Mary DeSue: You know, these people abusing the giant is nice and all, but if he’s out there they can’t eliminate him.

Arthur La Forge: That’s true, but the more abuse he takes, the less of a threat he’ll be when he gets back in there.

Meanwhile in the ring, Jack and Ford have made it to their feet and begin to slug it out. On the outside, Wilcox is back up and runs into Maggie, back-first into the guardrail, and they begin to fight as well. Ace hops up to the apron and climbs up top, immediately diving in and hitting the closest person, which is Jack Michaels, with a missile dropkick! He turns around and Ford lifts him up into a fireman’s carry, attempting Sudden Silence (GTS), but as Ace comes down he grabs the leg to stop it. Ford attempts an enziguri and Sky ducks. Ford scrambles up to his feet and Sky runs forward trying a forearm, which he ducks. Ford goes behind with a waistlock, Sky reverses that with one of his own, then a snapmare. He attempts a knee drop but Ford moves, then as soon as Sky lands he tries a flipping leg drop, but Sky rolls out of the way, then gets back to his feet and tries a savate kick. Ford avoids that, tries a headkick and Sky ducks. Then they both go for headkicks at the same time and their legs hit each other, and it seems there is a stalemate!

Arthur La Forge: Wow! That was like out of a kung fu flick!

Mary DeSue: Maybe if this Ace Sky was around he wouldn’t have lost three times.


Arthur La Forge: Or maybe he recalibrated and now he’s about to go on a tear. You never know with a match like this.

Sky extends a hand and Ford slaps it, and they begin to circle one another, but DRAKE WILCOX has re-entered the match and nails a double clothesline on both! Drake turns around and Michaels is back on his feet, in a boxer’s stance and the elder statesmen begins to go in hard on Drake, ducking his lumbering shots and nailing him with blows to the kidneys. Drake grabs the head of Jack and pulls him forward into a kneelift, then pulls him into position for a powerbomb! But before he can complete it, Jack drops down to his knees and hits Drake with a low blow!

Arthur La Forge: Geez, Jack said he was back to being the “Mean Machine” and I don’t think he was playing around.

Mary DeSue: I guess whatever works! I’m kinda liking Jack playing dirty!

Arthur La Forge: It definitely seems like you have a type…

Mary DeSue: What’s that supposed to mean?

Drake doesn’t go down, although he’s clearly hurting, and he shoves Michaels away to avoid more punishment. Jack is back to his feet and Drake attempts a clothesline, but Jack ducks that, then goes behind and gets a waistlock. But before he can complete whatever he is attempting, Drake hits a back elbow that sends Michaels staggering backward into the turnbuckle. Drake turns around and charges only to catch an elbow from Jack. He turns around for only a moment, but that allows Jack to hop up to the middle turnbuckle and then onto Drake’s back, locking in the Mean Machine Stretch! Jack’s weight on his back and his arms around the arm and throat of Drake quickly take the air out of him, and he drops to a knee!

Arthur La Forge: I think Jack is going to do it!

Mary DeSue: I told you once they got him in the ring, they could pick him off!

Arthur La Forge: No you di...nevermind.

Drake gets his second wind, however and attempts to run Jack back-first into the turnbuckle. Jack continues to squeeze and that seems to continue as a battle of wills. Meanwhile, Ace Sky and Bryan Ford are back up and have begun trading shots again. Ford attempts a wild roaring elbow, only for Ace to baseball slide underneath. He hops up to his feet and a returning Lockheart catches him with a spinning heel kick! Ford turns around and attempts a strike of his own, connecting with a forearm to the jaw of Lockheart. James Wilcox re-enters the match now, but avoids the fray and moves over to where Michaels has his brother locked up, punting Jack in the head to get him to let go! Drake rolls over onto his stomach, exhausted, and Jack rolls out to the floor on the side opposite the ramp. Before anyone else can do anything, the countdown clock begins again!



The lights dim as multiple spotlights rotate throughout the arena. As "Leaving Dionysus" begins to play, the spotlights all point to the stage, illuminating a velvet red curtain. At the moment the guitars begin to play, the curtain is drawn open, revealing the imposing figure of Dionysus, holding a Thyrsus in his right hand. He roars out to the crowd, raising the Thyrsus above his head.

Mr. Rad. Coming in at #8, from ACTION WRESTLING and Minneapolis, Minnesota, weighing in at 270 lbs; he is the Lord of the Vine, DIONYSUS!"

Dionysus sets the Thyrsus next to the ring apron and rolls inside, staring down the group of six wrestlers who are all varying degrees of fatigued.

Arthur La Forge: I don’t know a lot about Dionysus, except what Mr. Rad just told us.

Mary DeSue: That’s helpful.

Arthur La Forge: What I do know is that he runs the Thyrsus Corporation and that he’s got quite the moveset.

James Wilcox is the first to attempt to face Dionysus, moving over and striking him with a right hand. Dionysus absorbs the blow and unleashes a furious six punch combo on Wilcox, knocking the wind out of him and knocking him silly! He then turns his attention to everyone else, with Ace Sky, unfortunately, up first. Ace attempts a wild kick that’s ducked, and Dionysus grabs him and connects with an STO backbreaker! Ford runs at him and Dionysus pops him up into the air and brings him back down with a cutter! He quickly spins to his feet at Lockheart who tries her luck with a forearm to the jaw. It knocks Dionysus back so he returns the favor, aiming right for her cut, opening it back up! Her hands go to the wound, instinctively, and Dionysus gets behind her. He grabs the wrist and spins her out with a ripcord clothesline he calls the Grapevine!

Arthur La Forge: Dionysus looking impressive so far, but he’s fresh and they’re not.

Mary DeSue: Yeah, wait until the big guy gets back up!

Jack Michaels is the one that is up next, however, as he cautiously rolls into the ring to face off with the new entrant, Drake rushes up behind Jack and executes a german suplex sending Jack rolling into the corner! The big man gets back up and glares at Dionysus who smirks at the large man and motions for him to come on. Drake lunges at Dionysus who runs forward and rolls under Drake, who goes for a clothesline, Dionysus gets up and grabs Drake by the wrist going for the Grapevine again but Drake only goes back slightly from the clothesline. Drake responds by grabbing Dionysus by the throat with both hands. He lifts up Dionysus for a double handed chokeslam, but Dionysus kicks Drake in the jaw and on the way down Dionysus reaches out and grabs Drake by the head and plants him with a Tornado DDT! Dionysus gets up and poses for a moment only to get hit from behind by James Wilcox with the Adonis Superkick!

Arthur La Forge: And that’s the danger that “The Faction'' poses in this match! Even after a Tornado DDT to Drake you got to always be watching out for James because they won’t stop until James wins the title!

Mary DeSue: It’s called a good strategy! I hate to say it, but if half of these idiots would have been making alliances instead of ticking each other off!

“The Wizard'' has had enough of this demigod attacking his brother and thus James Wilcox picks up Dionysus and hits him with a double arm DDT. As he gets back up James is grabbed and hit by a neckbreaker by Ace Sky! Ace barely has a moment to breath as Lockheart hits Ace with a spinning heel kick! Jack Micheals gets up and charges at Lockheart but gets tackled down with a Lou Thez Press by Bryan Ford and the two start trading punches again! Drake starts to get up and Lockheart starts going to stomp a mudhole in the big man, but he’s still trying to get up. Dionysus gets up and observes what Lockheart is trying to do and runs over with an assist to the stomping. Drake is still trying to get up as Ace Sky adds a third to the stomping! Ford looks over at the melee and goes back to hitting Jack who flips Ford over and starts wailing punches on him! James Wilcox gets up and notices what is happening to Drake and James runs over to the nearest turnbuckle and climbs up. CROSS BODY SPLASH TO ALL THREE!! Lockheart, Dionysus, and Ace Sky are all down as James lands on them. Drake gets up and decides it’s payback time! He grabs the downed Ace Sky and lifts him high up over his head and then hits a Snake Eyes by letting Ace land face first into the top turnbuckle pad from the press.

Arthur La Forge: OW! Drake and James are definitely trying to dominate this competition early on.

Mary DeSue: Yeah, but the problem is they have to actually pin people to get them out of the ring!

The two members of “The Faction” start to clean house with James grabbing Dionysus and Irish whipping him into the ropes. Drake bounces off the ropes on the other end and takes down Dionysus with a big boot to the head. Drake gets up and looks down towards Jack and Ford still taking turns punching each other and picks up Ford by the throat. He grabs Jack with his other hand and lifts them up. Both look at Drake and nod. Double kick to the ribs from Jack and Ford. Double chest slap! Toss to the ropes! James tries to interfere by Lockheart reaches up and hits him with a double knee shot to his back! Jack and Ford both rear back and double uppercut Drake over the top rope to the outside! Ford turns as Jack delivers a flying knee to the face of Ford! Ace Sky and Dionysus get up and start hitting each other with lefts and rights as Lockheart grabs James and heads up to the top turnbuckle. She looks to be attempting to do a top rope version of the Black Legacy but Drake reaches up and pulls his brother off of the turnbuckle post to the outside. Lockheart changes her strategy and leaps off doing a top rope Meteora into James’ back which also knocks Drake down where he hits back first on the concrete!

Arthur La Forge: What a move by Lockheart!

Mary DeSue: What a groan from me...Has she passed out from blood loss yet or what?

The mayhem in the ring, and out of, continues as we get the signal that another entrant is on the way.



The lights go out and a slow and eerie synthesizer of Leonard Cohen's "Waiting for the Miracle" plays. At the same time, a spotlight comes on from behind the entryway, causing a long shadow to be cast down the ramp. As the first verse ends, Cohen's voice croons "Waiting for the Miracle... for the Miracle to come," and the lights come up and Antonio Ricci stands confidently, the center of attention. The camera zooms in on his face as he looks directly at the lens and smirks.

Mr. Rad: Introducing entrant #9 ...weighing in at 252 pounds… ‘COUNT COMA’ ANTOOOOOONIO RIIIIIIIIICCIIIIIII!!

Ricci looks a little worse for wear as he walks down to the ring with purpose. His ribs appear to be taped up, along with his forehead bandaged, from his earlier match with Bert McAlroy. Ricci looks damn ticked off. He spies Lockheart, James Wilcox, and Drake Wilcox on the outside and then looks to the ring. He spies his targets and slides into the ring. He goes right for Ace Sky and turns him around grabbing Ace’s throat. CHOKESLAM! He gets up and gestures to Dionysus to go ahead and pine Ace. Dionysus responds by trying to hit Ricci, but Ricci ducks it and clubs Dionysus in the face with a forearm shot! Ricci picks up Dionysus...SPINNING PILEDRIVER! Ricci covers with one hand on both Ace Sky and Dionysus!

ONE…

TWO…

THREE…!!

Mr. Rad: Ace Sky and Dionysus have been Eliminated! Double Elimination!

Arthur La Forge: A double elimination from Antonio Ricci! Count Coma is making a statement here!

Mary DeSue: Ricci’s all messed up from that Last Man Standing match, but he can still pull off a lot of heavy moves. I just hope he can keep it up.

Ricci gets up and watches Ford and Jack still fighting each other with rights and lefts. Ricci decides to let them be when he sees Lockheart get back into the ring. He rushes up and his a running knee strike to Lockheart! He grabs her and tosses her into the ropes. He goes for his “Coma-toes” finisher, but Lockheart ducks the roundhouse kick and hits a drop toe hold on Ricci! Lockheart gets up and drops a knee to Ricci’s ribs, which sends the bigger man screaming out in pain as they are still tender from the “Last Man Standing” match. Ford dodges a shot from Jack and Ford kicks Jack in the gut. DDT! Ford and Jack lay on the mat for a moment catching a little air as Drake and James get back into the ring. Drake lifts up James and sends “The Wizard” flying with a cross body of his own right into Lockheart. Drake gets into the ring and eyes Ricci, who's pulling himself up by the ropes. Drake charges at Ricci and Ricci pulls the top rope down sending Drake over the ropes to the outside. James gets up and charges at Ricci as well. Ricci elbows James in the chest and then grabs him by the throat. Chokeslam to the outside over the ropes on top of Drake goes James “The Wizard” Wilcox!

Arthur La Forge: Ricci is dominant so far, even with the weakness in his ribs!

Mary DeSue: Yeah, you’d think he’d be weaker but nope!

Arthur La Forge: It seems he is stronger than any of us anticipated.

Drake shoves his brother’s body off of him and gets to his feet, and makes a b-line for Ricci! Ricci, smarter than the average bear, decides to bolt. Drake slides into the ring just as Ricci jumps over Jack and Ford! Jack and Ford see Drake coming and seperate with Ford walking right into Lockheart who hits Ford with a kick to the gut followed by a DDT! Ricci slides out of the ring as Drake runs right past Jack who shrugs. He see’s Ford go down and runs over, dropping an elbow on Ford’s back! Ricci slides back into the ring and leapfrogs over Jack and then Lockheart as Drake keeps coming after him. Drake grabs Jack and lifts him up over his head and tosses Jack, backfirst, into the ring barricade! Ricci hits the ropes and runs back Lockheart charges forward too. Double Superkick! Drake starts to wobble! Ricci yells to Lockheart who looks at him questionably but heads to the top turnbuckle anyway. Ricci rushes forward and lifts the four hundred pound Drake, around the waist, straight up. James Wilcox rushes into the ring as Bryan Ford intercepts him with a “B-Ford Bomb”, sitdown spinebuster, as Lockheart leaps off the top rope as Ricci drops Drake forward. Inverted Flapjack from Ricci combined with a “Final Heaven” The double foot stomp/flapjack combo sends Drake down hard to the mat. Lockheart gets up at the same time as Ricci, who hits Lockheart with a spinning heel kick, sending her down! Cover by Ricci as Ford grabs James Wilcox and hits James with a german suplex to keep him away from the count!

ONE…

TWO…

THREE!!

Mr. Rad: Drake Wilcox has been eliminated! So long big guy!

Arthur La Forge: What a double team and betrayal by Ricci! With an assist from Bryan Ford on keeping James from stopping his brother from being eliminated!

Mary DeSue: They finally took the advice of “beat up the big guy and take him out”, but Ricci had to take charge over that dummy Lockheart!

Arthur La Forge: Mary...Ricci hit her and then took the pin for himself!

Mary DeSue: Something for the highlight reel Artie…

Drake is, to put it politely, pissed off as he argues with the referees and all of them at ringside have to keep telling him to leave as Ricci waves at him, smiling like the sarcastic intellectual he is. James Wilcox realizes what has happened as Bryan Ford goes to kick James with a heel kick, and James ducks it. James grabs Ford and kicks him in the gut. Double Arm DDT to Bryan Ford! Ricci picks up Lockheart and Lockheart hits Ricci with a Beat Rush! Jack Micheals gets up on the outside grabbing the back of his head when suddenly from out of the crowd comes Larry Tact! He grabs Jack from behind and puts him into a full nelson and then hoists him up, dropping him into a backbreaker!

Arthur La Forge: Larry Tact just jumped the gun and attacked Jack!

Mary DeSue: Is there anything in the rules that says he has to do that?

Arthur La Forge: Well no, but…

Mary DeSue: Then the old man blew his load early...happens all the time...or so I’m told.

Arthur La Forge: I...what?

Mr. Rad: Hey!...Fine...Entrant #10 is Larry Tact...and he sucks eggs!

The timer starts to go off for #10 but quickly ends since there is no point, Larry Tact is here. He rolls inside the ring and surveys the field to see if there’s anyone he can pick off quickly. He lifts Ford off the mat and lifts him high in the air, before dropping him back down with the “Humbling” Uranage Suplex! Ford arches up his back in pain and Tact grins down at him. James Wilcox, without help now, runs up and forearms Tact in the back of the head, knocking him down to a knee. He lifts him up and hooks up the arm around his own head, hoping to hit a backdrop driver, but Tact hits a mule kick that catches Wilcox in the knee, before wheeling around and clotheslines him back down.

Arthur La Forge: My guess is that Tact went after Jack first because he feels embarrassed by him for the past two shows. But now he’s proving himself formidable among everyone else as well!

Mary DeSue: It seems like just as we get rid of guys, the ring fills up again!

Arthur La Forge: Yeah, that’s the whole point of the match.

Mary DeSue: It’s just hard to keep track of who is who.

Maggie and Ricci continue to brawl in the corner, but Ricci gets her in a choke and then pushes her over the top rope to the floor to buy himself some space. He doesn’t get any space from Ricci, however, who ducks his head and shoves him back into the corner, nailing him right in the ribs with a shoulder thrust. Ricci winces in pain and Tact gives him another for good measure. He then grabs the wrist and pulls him into a short arm clothesline! He runs and bounces off the ropes, before dropping down, rolling forward with a somersault and popping up to land a splash right down on the injured ribs of Count Coma. The Tactilizer connects and Tact goes for the cover!

One!

Two!

The--NO! Ricci throws his shoulder up. Frustrated, Tact simply kicks him in the side with his boot and pushes him out to the floor like garbage.

Arthur La Forge: Tact seems to have no respect for anyone in this match except himself.

Mary DeSue: If you were on a losing streak, would you play nice?

Arthur La Forge: Well there was that time on a DnD campaign…

Mary DeSue: NO! Nobody cares about Dorks and Dimwits, Artie.

Tact turns around to see who else he can assault, and he’s greeted by Jack Michaels, who is beat up and sucking wind after being in this match for a little over twenty minutes now. Jack moves up to Tact and punches him right in the face, and Tact returns the favor with a right hand of his own. The two begin to stand and trade for a bit, before Tact has enough and kicks Jack in the abdomen with a toe kick, catching him off guard. He then grabs the head and swings out with a neckbreaker, before running to attempt another Tactilizer, but as he hits the ropes, Maggie Lockheart grabs his legs and pulls him out from under the bottom rope! He lands on his feet and she hits him with a kneelift, before ramming his face into the apron. She looks to do it again, but suddenly Bryan Ford is up on the apron, and he runs off and tumbleweeds down onto the pair, with all three down!

Arthur La Forge: It’s amazing to me that the first four entrants are not only still out there, but still fighting!

Mary DeSue: And still taking stupid chances!

Arthur La Forge: It’s going to take a high risk move to eliminate people at this point, I think.

Mary DeSue: It’ll definitely eliminate them when it doesn’t pay off.

Back in the ring, Jack picks himself off the mat and locks eyes with James Wilcox, who is likewise breathing heavy. The two lock up and Wilcox brings a knee up into the midsection of Michaels, who retaliates with an uppercut. This staggers Wilcox, who nearly falls down, but it allows Jack to press his advantage and kick him for a possible Last Blast, but Wilcox backdrops him to get out of it. He bounces off the ropes and charges at Jack, but Jack ducks his lariat attempt and hits a high angle back suplex! He floats over for a cover!

ONE!

Two!

Thr-- Wilcox kicks out!

Arthur La Forge: Give Wilcox credit, he’s taking some great shots in there and still kicking out. He’s proving he doesn’t need The Faction.

Mary DeSue: Um yeah, duh.

Arthur La Forge: Which just makes it more frustrating that he uses them.

Mary DeSue: Look Artie, I know you haven’t had a lot of advantages in life, but most people are smart enough to take advantage of them.

Jack picks up Wilcox and attempts to lock in the Mean Machine Stretch, but the Wizard lives up to his name by shifting his feet and using Jack’s own momentum to snapmare him over. Jack doesn’t like that, so he gets to his feet and eyes Wilcox down, hoping to run at him, but is stopped by the countdown timer.



James Wilcox turns to Jack and unleashes an evil grin, as ISAAC, the other giant of the Faction, has arrived.

Mr. Rad: Entering at 11, another member of the Faction...ISAAC!

Mary DeSue: Well, nice knowing you, old man.

Arthur La Forge: It took a combined effort from nearly everyone to put Drake Wilcox out, and they’re a lot more fatigued now!

Mary DeSue: Which means “The Faction” is about to start picking people off!

Jack cautiously moves to the opposite side of the ring as the entrance, but he’s not alone as Antonio Ricci has hopped back up on the apron, interested in taking out the other giant that ruined his match last show. The two eyes Wilcox and ISAAC and all four head to battle in a brawl, with Ricci and ISAAC trading shots while Michaels and Wilcox exchange chops. On the outside. Larry Tact is back up but Ford grabs him and tosses him into the steps. Ford turns around and is caught with a leaping forearm from Lockheart, who turns her attention to Tact. With a smile on her face, she grabs him and throws him in the ring, where he lands next to ISAAC. ISAAC kneelifts Ricci in the ribs to subdue him and then the savage brute grabs Tact by the head and lifts him to his feet. He then immediately puts him back down with a powerslam.

Arthur La Forge: Maggie’s been out there for a while, and she is making some smart plays of her own!

Mary DeSue: That’s dirty fighting!

Arthur La Forge: Just like forming a team in the middle of the match?

Mary DeSue: No, that’s different! I don’t know how, but it is!

ISAAC turns around and gets caught in the jaw with a jumping kneestrike from Ricci. He’s not as big as Drake so he goes down from the blow. Wilcox tries to help his Faction teammate with an Adonis superkick, but Ricci dodges that and lifts him up, chokeslamming him back down onto ISAAC, the second time that’s happened tonight! Wilcox rolls and falls to the outside, while ISAAC follows him out to catch a breather. Michaels runs up and grabs Ricci for a high angle back suplex, but when he tries to lift, Ricci places a foot on the middle rope and springboards to flip over Jack Michaels and land on his feet!

Mary DeSue: Ha! Didn’t see that coming, did you?

Arthur La Forge: Ricci is downright scary with how agile he is for his size.

Larry Tact gets back to his feet in the ring and he keeps an eye on the Ricci-Jack brawl, before Lockheart slides inside to join him. He grabs her by the head and attempts a kickswing DDT, but she rotates out and then reverses with a Lockheart Liberation! She attempts a cover by Tact wisely lets himself fall out of the ring. Not wasting any motion, she turns around to look for another opponent but Ford is back inside and he hits her with a B-Ford and After, which knocks HER to the outside as well! He turns back around and sees Ricci battling with Ford, and the crowd groans as they think he’s going to help Count Coma. But as Ricci lifts Jack up for a chokeslam, Ford grabs Ricci and hits a backstabber, bringing the large man’s midsection down on his knees, which causes him to drop Jack, who falls down on Ricci, sandwiching him! Ricci gasps and cries out in pain, while Ford gets to his feet and stares down Michaels.

Mary DeSue: Wait, why is he HELPING Jack?

Arthur La Forge: I think I know why! He wants Jack for himself!

Ford swings wildly with a spinning backfist and Jack avoids it, before grabbing the arm of Ford and pulling him into a shoulder-to-shoulder thrust. He holds his arm in pain, before Jack throws him with an Irish Whip to the closest turnbuckle. Ford gets up on the top rope,and springboards off with a moonsault, but lands on the raised knees of Michaels, who dropped down to his back specifically to counter! Michaels gets up and brings Ford with him. He puts Ford in the turnbuckle and sets him up top. Ford starts to fight back but Jack knocks the wind out of him with a punch to the stomach. Jack climbs up to the second and goes to place Ford on his shoulders, Ford wiggles out and slides down Jack’s back and lands on the mat, he then quickly pulls Jack off of the second rope with a german suplex and slams him to the ground, he bridges it!

ONE!

TWO

THr---NO! Jack kicks out AGAIN. Ford hits the mat in frustration!

Arthur La Forge: Ford is doing everything in his power to be the one to pin Jack tonight, but just hasn’t been able to do it yet!

Mary DeSue: Yeah well, Jack can’t eliminate Ford either so maybe give him some praise too!

Arthur La Forge: Oh, Bryan Ford has definitely impressed me tonight, and I imagine everyone else in the arena.

Ford gets up and has had enough of this. He grabs Jack and picks him up to his knees, before running in and hitting a bicycle knee! Jack slumps forward, but Ford won’t let him fall! He stands up and lifts Jack up as well, grabbing the wrist and getting behind him, before spinning him out and hitting a ripcord bicycle knee! Jack staggers backward and Ford runs in and catches him with ANOTHER bicycle knee! But he goes to the well one too many times, and Jack is knocked through the ropes! Much like Maggie and Tact earlier, Ford loses his chance! He kicks the bottom rope in anger but before he can do anything else, he hears the countdown clock begin and turns around.



Mr. Rad: Making his way to the ring at #12...The Ave...Hey wait, that’s not The Avenger!

A man in a tracksuit walks out backwards with his arms out, not exactly sure what’s going on. He turns around and the audience goes wild when they see it is former OWF and Carnage Wrestling superstar GI!

Arthur La Forge: THAT’S who the Avenger threw the ball to?

Mary DeSue: I actually know this guy! He’s been doing this for a while!

GI walks around the ring, telling Bryan Ford to wait a minute, before he walks by the announce table. He bends over and talks so Arthur’s mic can pick him up.

Arthur La Forge: What are you even doing in Indianapolis?

GI: I had a prior engagement!

Mary DeSue: Yeah but…

GI: Stop interrogating me! I’m gonna win me a new Belty!

GI rolls into the ring and stares down Ford, who seems to also remember GI. He runs at him to greet him with a bicycle knee of his own, but GI, even with a tracksuit and Nikes, sidesteps and leaps up into the air to hit him with a spinkick! James Wilcox gets back in the ring and he runs at GI, not knowing or caring who he is, so GI with a spinning back kick to the ribs! Wilcox falls down to his hands and knees and GI smirks at the crowd, who seem to remember what’s next! He runs and leaps up to the top rope, spins around and is ready to jump off, but the massive ISAAC is in and stands in front of the Wizard! GI hops down and nods at him, before running, bouncing off the ropes and trying offense, only for ISAAC to dart forward and lay him out with a clothesline! [/i[

Mary DeSue: Well, thanks for showing up GI!

Arthur La Forge: He looked pretty good for a bit there, but yeah, The Faction is gonna lay waste to everyone if they get a chance.

ISAAC actually smirks a little bit and picks GI up, before shoving him into the ropes and hitting him with another clothesline. He helps James out and The Wizard goes back into the corner to rest a moment. ISAAC gets in a three point-stance position and spears GI...but GI is the one to get up first? In fact, ISAAC seems to have knocked himself silly! Wilcox questions what’s happened, and GI smiles at him and unzips the front of his tracksuit’s jacket....to reveal a championship belt!?

Arthur La Forge: No...flipping...way.

Mary DeSue: What? What’s up?

GI unhooks the belt and holds it up, revealing the OWF PDA Championship high above his head! Wilcox gets angry at the turn of events but GI smirks and shrugs his shoulders, before tossing the belt at Wilcox! Wilcox catches it and GI rushes forward and hits him with a spinkick, kicking “Belty” in the fact of James Wilcox! Ford gets up, tired of the shenanigans himself, and attempts a B-Ford and After, but GI again sidesteps, then launches him up in the air and back down across his knees, back-first, with the CodeBlue! He runs up the turnbuckle, spins around and sees ISAAC getting to his knees, and he DIVES OFF with the top rope axe kick called CODERED!

Arthur La Forge: Man, it’s like he never left!

Mary DeSue: Calm down, Artie!

Arthur La Forge: I grew up watching this guy! This is awesome!

GI gets to his feet, soaking in the “GI” chants from the crowd, but as he turns around, he comes face to face with Antonio Ricci, who FLATTENS HIM with a Cyclone Kick! He then shows a total lack of disrespect for GI by chucking him through the ropes, then running up and PUNTING “Belty” through the ropes to the outside!

Arthur La Forge: Man, Ricci’s a jerk.

Mary DeSue: Didn’t even bother pinning him! I think Ricci’s insulted he’s even out here!

Ricci looks around for someone else to maim and is greeted with Magdalena Lockheart, who is back inside having taken a moment to recover while GI ran wild for a bit. The two stare down and look like they’re going to resume hostilities, but suddenly the countdown clock begins to wind down again!



“AND THERE WAS LIGHT!”

“And There Was Light” by Illnath plays and Jenny walks through the curtains, crawling on all fours. She stops at the top of the ramp and rise up to her knees, surveying the crowd. As the strong vocals of the song kick up again she bounces up to her feet and stalks her way down the aisleway. She rolls into the ring and stares down Ricci and Lockheart, ready to “play” with the two in her official Level Up debut.


Mr. Rad: And entering at #13…”Queen Machine” Jenny!!

Arthur La Forge: This lady gives me the creeps.

Mary DeSue: Something about strong, powerful women that bothers you, Artie?

Arthur La Forge: No! Just the ones that look like they came from the set of IT!

Ricci swings at Jenny, but she ducks and kicks Lockheart in the shin. She hits a back elbow to Ricci’s head and sends him into the turnbuckle post as she grabs Lockheart by the arm and armdrags her over to the corner as well. Ricci shoves Lockheart forward and Jenny leaps up hitting a “Jennycanrana” on Lockheart but rolling thru with it as Ricci rushes forward. Jenny grabs Ricci’s arm and drags him down to the mat and then mounts him. She slaps Ricci in the mouth and winks as she rolls off of him. She runs for the ropes and hits Ricci, as he gets up, with a “Bow Down”! Jack and Ford both get up at the same time and charge at Jenny, but Jenny runs to the ropes and springboards off the middle rope and does a double elbow to the faces of Jack and Ford! She kips up and turns just as James “The Wizard” Wilcox charges toward her. They meet in the middle...James goes for a spinebuster, no…”Jennycanrana”! She gets up and sees Tact coming for her and arm drags him. The speed is so much that Tact slides to the outside and actually hits GI who has just retrieved his precious Belty! When Tact hits GI, GI gets “Beltshotted” into the barricade! Jenny gets up and licks her lips, while she laughs maniacally for a moment until she turns and sees ISSAC on the outside get up. Jenny leaps to the top rope and dives off…

Arthur La Forge: The scary clown lady can clean house...

Mary DeSue: She is not a clown lady…

Arthur La Forge: Can’t sleep...clowns will eat me…

Mary DeSue: Please...you want her to eat you.

Arthur La Forge: What?! No! I...You’re weird…

Jenny looked to be going for a flying head scissors but ISSAC catches her and throws her like a dart, headfirst into the ring apron! Tract gets up at the same time as GI and GI goes to hit Tract with “Belty”, Tract ducks it and grabs GI. Swinging neckbreaker from Tract! Lockheart gets up and sees Ricci down and goes for a quick cover…

ONE…

Rollup Reversal by Ricci, he was playing possum!

ONE…

Lockheart kicks out and both get up and start wailing on each other in the corner. James gets to his feet and yells at ISSAC. ISSAC starts to get into the ring but Ford and Jack grab James and toss him over the top rope! ISSAC grabs James mid drop and Ford rushes to the opposing ropes. Jack sets up for Ford to give him on a boost by getting on all fours. Ford stops and kicks Jack in the ribs! James and ISSAC climb into the ring as Jack starts to back off from the two “Faction” members. Jack gestures to Ford as a “gift” to James. James eyes Jack and gestures to ISSAC to get Jack. ISSAC lunges for Jack, who responds by delivering boxing punches to the body of ISSAC. ISSAC grabs Jack and picks him up for a High Elevation Power Slam! James picks up Ford and tosses Ford into the ropes. James goes for a spinebuster, but Ford leaps over James before he can hit it. Rebound by Ford. “B-Ford and After”!!! Ford doesn’t have time to celebrate as ISSAC grabs Ford and lifts Ford over ISSAC’s head. Jenny is up and leaps to the top turnbuckle from out of nowhere and hits a dropkick to ISSAC’s chest! Ford lands on top of ISSAC

ONE…

ISSAC KICKS OUT WITH AUTHORITY AND SENDS FORD OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE OUTSIDE!

Arthur La Forge: Air Ford!

Mary DeSue: This is why Ford’s don’t fly!

Arthur La Forge: Watch it!

Mary DeSue: JEEZ!

Tact and GI are brawling right in front of the announce team and Tact slams GI’s head into the announce table! Tact decides to go on top of the table and drag GI up there. Arthur is begging Tact not to break the table, but Tact isn’t listening. Tact drops “Belty” onto the table where he’s gonna slam GI. Tact goes for “Starbreaker” but GI blocks it and hits an exploder suplex sending Tact off to the floor on the outside. GI picks up belty and smiles at the announcers before dropping an elbow with “Belty” underneath it to Tact’s head on the outside! Ricci and Lockheart are still fighting as Jack gets up slowly. James Wilcox see’s him and yells at ISSAC. Jack see’s ISSAC starting to get up and grabs Jenny. He slingshots Jenny towards ISSAC and ISSAC catches her and goes for a powerbomb, but Jenny counters with a “Jennycanrana” and ISSAC lands hard on the mat. James Wilcox charges at Jack and Jack pulls the top rope down and James goes to the outside, but lands on the ring apron. He grabs Jack by the neck and CUTTER TO THE TOP ROPE! Jack lands in the ring holding his throat. Ricci and Lockheart both hit each other in the head at the same time with right hands and we can see both are busted open pretty bad on their foreheads but they keep fighting nonetheless. But before anything else can happen, the countdown begins again…