EXP 32 Results - October 9th 2022 (Indianapolis, IN)

Intro
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After the opening cords of "Party Time" by 45 Grave starts to play we see the outside of the Indiana Farmers Coliseum and then cut to the inside as the RADDrone flies around the arena and we get a shots of fans with such riveting signs as...

"I'm here for a FIGHT!"
"We need a hero...to make an...IMPACT!"
"Donnie's a Nice Thicc Boi!"
"Rayray be Craycray"
"'Miss' Michelle should marry me...I have a better record than Paul!"
"Paul Montouri deserves an Emmy...I'm Emmy!"
"BEHOLD THE POWER OF CHEEZE!!"
"I'm a Stratford Strategiest!"
"We had the cheese...now we get the WhINEers!"
"ISAAC is a BEAST!"
"THE GREEN MONSTER MACHINE!!"
"SEB and Sloane are my OTP!"
"What about 'The Royals'?"
"Hey...Power Couple is Dude Waluigi and WANK!"
"Jason Ryan...a face no one loves..."
"CRASH HIM!"
"Ducan Ryder...He can Ryde me!"
"RICCI IS THE OMEGA CHAMP!"
"E.A. Blizzard is all business!"
"Drake Wilcox will crush Peter Vaughn!"
"The Mechanic is gonna fix you!"
"OnlySkye's!"
"THAT DAMN GOODE!"
"BUSTERHOLICS ANONYMOUS!"
"Here comes the Bane!"
"I came here for Nocturne!"
"WAHHHHH!!"
"HAIL BELZEBUB!!"
"The Game has Changed...And The GC keeps it going!"
"CCPE!!"
"BAM! BAM!"
"THE TRIFORCE OF AWESOME= LEVEL UP WRESTLING!"

The RADDrone flies around and lands in front of the commentary table. We see our commentary team, Arthur La Forge and Mary DeSue, waving at the audience. Arthur is of course dressed with his Captain N letterman's jacket and Mary is cosplaying as Syphia from Castlevania.

Arthur La Forge: Welcome everyone to Level Up Wrestling's EXP Episode Thirty Two! And we are one show away from Tri Force Heroes!

Mary DeSue: And so much is going on tonight that we can't even stand it.

Arthur La Forge: Kicking off the card we were suppose to have a match between Kennedy Matthews, RayRay, and the deuting Belzebub but there was some travel arrangement issues so we will be moving that match off the card. Sorry folks. Airports kinda suck for wrestlers to.

Mary DeSue: But everybody else is here right?

Arthur La Forge: Yes! Which means our opening bout is going to be Vhodka Black, our current Power Champion, taking on "Miss" Michelle! in a non title standard match. Following that will be Donny Mason taking on Nocturne in his first match of his return.

Mary DeSue: Donnie is such a Nice Guy isn't he?

Arthur La Forge: Oh yeah...totally...moving on from that we got multiplayer action as Chelsea Skye and Peter Vaughn take on Mac Bane and Paul Freedom.

Mary DeSue: I'm predicting a fubar in that match because it's going to be a powerkeg between Freedom and Bane.

Arthur La Forge: After that Joey Crash takes on Jason Ryan in a match that is sure to be violent.

Mary DeSue: WHAT?? You mean Jason Ryan is violent? NOOO!!

Arthur La Forge: Then in a bout between Level Up Originals we got Antonio Ricci and E.A. Blizzard taking each other on.

Mary DeSue: Ricci is the Omega champion Artie. You should say that.

Arthur La Forge: That title is not recongnized by Level Up as an offical title Mary.

Mary DeSue: Well you're not an offical title either but we see you ever week.

Arthur La Forge: MOVING ON! The team of Sebastian Everett-Bryce and Sloane Taylor get to take on The Game Changers Drake Wilcox and ISAAC!

Mary DeSue: Poor Sloane aint gonna be pretty after that match...Hey SEB! I'll still be pretty.

Arthur La Forge: Then we got what is sure to be the brawl of the evening folks as Duncan Ryder takes on Bam Miller in non title action, but it's sure to be action packed!

Mary DeSue: I hope Bam breaks him before his match with SEB.

Arthur La Forge: Your Bias is showing.

Mary DeSue: I thought this top wasn't see thru.

Arthur La Forge: Erm...After that we have Eli Goode taking on Stephen Stratford in a ladder match for The Courage Title to decide who will hold the title going into TFH.

Mary DeSue: Ugh! This is such bad booking by Trent Steel. Stratford already beat Eli!

Arthur La Forge: While you may not like it it's the card for the night Mary, and speaking of rematches...

Mary DeSue: Oh no...

Arthur La Forge: The Main Event is going to be Super Punch Out aka a TKO match between Wisdom Champion Sarah "Dollface" Wolf and, former champion and challenger, Buster Gloves! The object of the main event is simple. Your opponent has to be knocked out for a ten count!

Mary DeSue: Then let's get this knockout show on a roll before I go crazy...How did Sherri Moon-Zombie sit in this thing?!
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“No Drinks, but plenty of Nuts”

The sound of a commotion cuts through the scene as the camera focuses inside what looks to be a large room that has been staged to serve as a lounge for the evening. In the center of this room causing most of the commotion is Level Up Power Champion Vhodka Black who is currently poking a finger directly into the chest of a very irritated looking security guard.

Vhodka Black: I don’t care what he or The Developer have to say about it. This is AMERICA the last I checked and I have a god given right to be here and and and..

She looks around the room frantically before snatching a bag of peanuts off of a small catering table set against the wall to her right. Vhodka waves her nuts in the security guards face, seemingly either unconcerned or not noticing the large vein that is now protruding prominently from his forehead.

Vhodka Black: TO EAT THEIR NUTS.

The security guard sighs, using his thumb and forefinger to massage the bring of his nose as he speaks.

Security: For the last time, no one cares if you’re here. It’s fine. Just sit down and eat the nuts.

Vhodka’s nuts are forgotten as she throws them at the ground, stepping forward to invade the personal space of the security guard in front of her. Murmurs can be heard from the doorway as a small crowd of talent and show personnel begin to gather.

Vhodka Black: Don’t give me that bullshit now that you’ve been caught. I heard it with my own two ears: “no beer, no whiskey… NO VODKA.”

Security: THE DRINK YOU IMBECILE.

From the otherside of the room comes a laugh that sounds a lot like throwing a handful of change into a blender. The security guard is unphased but Vhodka goes rigid as she leans around him to stare daggers into Sarah Wolf who has made herself at home on a small sofa in the corner of the room. Sarah waves her fingers across the room at her former best friend much to Vhodka’s ire.

Vhodka Black: Begone hag, I’m fighting oppression.

Sarah stands, ignoring her entirely in favor of the catering table. Sarah lifts a bottle of water, removing the lid to hock a wad of spit directly into the bottle before she twists the lid back on and puts it back among the rest of the drinks.

Sarah Wolf: What’s the deal with this set up, anyway?

Vhodka scoffs, putting her hands on her hips as she steps away from the security guard in visible frustration at the entire situation.

Vhodka Black: Buster’s safe space or something. I don’t know. All I know is I heard two guys talking and they specifically said that there was no vodka allowed in this room and if middle aged white men on Twitter have taught me anything it's that my rights are being infringed upon.

A loud crunch and slurp comes from the doorway where Stephen Stratford casually leans against the door jam in a pair of faded jeans and a shirt that is more holes than material at this point in it’s life. He looks relaxed and nonplussed, holding a pickle in his bare hand that he loudly bites into, slurping the juice he can while the rest of it rolls in rivets down his hand to drip on the floor. He glances at Vhodka, nodding his head.

Stephen Stratford: Hey Frank.

Vhodka who has taken to pacing the room distractedly waves a hand at him as she starts shoving muffins and bags of chips into her pockets while Sarah casually stands at the other end of the table glaring at Stratford before she turns back to Vhodka who has stuffed several muffins down her shirt. Vhodka stops her pillage at the sound of the next crunch of the pickle, staring at Stratford with visible confusion.

Vhodka Black: A pickle, Steve?

Stratford nonchalantly shrugs his shoulders, smacking his lips as he chews.

Stephen Stratford: Good for muscle cramps I hear.

Vhodka nods, considering this information. She spares a glance at Sarah who is looking at Stephen as if he’s just done something interesting.

Vhodka Black: Just thought you only ate with chopsticks or something. Whatever. I’m blowing this popsicle stand.

Vhodka moves toward the door while Sarah casually sweeps a tray of cookies off the table and onto the floor before she pauses and picks up a cookie from the floor, taking a bite.

Sarah Wolf: Nice change of pace from blowing my brother.

Vhodka stops short of the door, pointing at Stratford enraged.

Vhodka Black: SO DOES HE BUT I DON’T HEAR YOU BRING THAT UP EVERY FIVE MINUTES.

Sarah’s eyes narrow in Vhodka’s direction as Stratford softly chuckles as he pulls away from the door jam to stand framed in the exit. He winks at Sarah which only serves to further draw her anger as he turns away from the two, calling back over his shoulder as the scene fades.

Stephen Stratford: Be seeing you.

Sarah scowls and looks back at the locker room. And you can see the wheels start turning as she pulls out her phone and dials a number

Sarah Wolf: Yeah…Plans still on…

We cut back to ringside…

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Vhodka Black vs “Miss” Michelle

DING! DING! DING!

Vhodka and Michelle circle each other, each competitor very familiar with what each other is capable of as Michelle lunges for a lockup, but Vhodka side steps Michelle and smacks Michelle on the butt. Michelle just glares at Vhodka as she turns and see's Vhodka giggling and then goes for a kick to the face. Vhodka ducks and rolls out of the ring as Referee Pliskin starts to count....

One...

Michelle isn't gonna let a countout of any kind happen as she leaps to the top turnbuckle closest to Vhodka and jumps off hitting a meteora on the outside! Pliskin restarts his count...

One...

Two...

Michelle is up and in control and tosses Vhodka under the bottom rope. She picks up Vhodka and tosses her into the ropes. Spinebuster on the rebound from Michelle! She picks up Vhodka and hits a roundhouse kick, followed by a bulldog, and then picks up Vhodka delivering a piledriver close to the corner posts. Michelle calls "The Queen's Court" and locks in the reverse figure four on Vhodka. Vhodka screams out in pain and looks over at the ropes and does a pushup like manuver to leap her body closer to them and grasp the ropes! Plisking calls for the break.

Arthur La Forge: And Vhodka Black showing some quick thinking to get out of that precarious situation!

Mary DeSue: Make her tap Michelle! Revenge for Larry!

Michelle gets up and picks up Vhodka and knee's her in the gut. Toss into the ropes. Vhodka puts on the breaks by grabbing the top rope. Michlle charges forward as Vhodka puts her left thumb, with her fingers outstretched, on her nose and wiggles her fingers in a "nyeh nyeh nyeh" type taunt as she pulls the top rope down and Michelle goes over the top rope to the outside. Vhodka runs to the nearest turnbuckle and leaps to the top rope and flies off...HEADSCISSORS ON THE OUTSIDE TO MICHELLE!! Pliskin starts his count...

One...

Two...

Three...

Vhodka rolls Michelle in under the bottom rope and gets back into the ring. She picks up Michelle and dusts her off for a second before grabbing the back of Michelle's tights and pulling them up doing a wedgie as Pliskin tells her to stop, Vhodka does and clothesline Michelle down to the mat![/b]

Arthur La Forge: THE DREADED MELVIN!!!

Mary DeSue: Melvin? What is this? Caddy Shack 2? That's a Wedgie!

Vhodka gets up and poses for the crowd as she reaches down and grabs Michelle by the back of the head and slams Michelle's head into the mat! Vhodka then running skips away and hits the ropes and comes down with a double knee drop to the spine of Michelle! Vhodka gets over Michelle, whose lying face down on the mat, and puts on a full nelson on Michelle...FULL NELSON CAMEL CLUTCH! Center of the ring! Pliskin asks Michelle if she wants to give up but Michelle says no. This goes on for a few minutes before Vhodka lets Michelle go and just full nelson bulldogs her, facefirst, into the mat. She gets up and Pliskin asks why she let go of the hold..."Boredom".

Arthur La Forge: Vhodka gave up a winning hold because she's bored?

Mary DeSue: To be fair who would find two women holding onto each other excitin...

Arthur La Forge: Did you just figure out the answer to your own question?

Mary DeSue: It's the erection of my affections

Arthur La Forge: STAHP!

Vhodka picks up Michelle and kicks her in the gut. Vhodka holds up her arms and flex poses as she sets up Michelle for a power bomb? She lifts...Michelle goes back down...She lifts...Michelle fights out of it and goes back down...Vhodka lifts on more time and...Michelle spins around to the back of Vhodka's neck..."Broken Dreams"!

Arthur La Forge:...

Mary DeSue:...

Arthur La Forge: THAT WAS AWESOME!!

Pliskin starts his count again...

One...

Two...

Three...

Vhodka starts to show signs of movement as Michelle makes it to the ropes to try and pull herself up...

Four...

Five...

Six...

Michelle walks over and picks up Vhodka and tosses her into the ropes, looking to go for a back body drop, but Vhodka grabs the ropes to stop herself. Michelle rushes to the ropes again. Vhodka goes for the pull, but Michelle puts the breaks on connects with a epic clothesline shot that sends both women tumbling to the outside...

Arthur La Forge: It's getting personal up in here!

Mary DeSue: And this is just the first match of the night.

"BEST OPENER EVAHHHH!!!"

The Level Up Dogs chant as Vhodka and Michelle keep brawling on the outside with lefts and rights. Pliskin starts his count again...

One...

Two...

Michelle grabs Vhodka by the waist...BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX ON THE OUTSIDE!!

Three...

Four...

Michelle picks up Vhodka and DDT's her into the ring steps!

Five...

Six...

Michelle picks up Vhodka and walks her onto the ring apron...

Seven...

Vhodka reaches around and gets an arm in front of Michelle's neck...

Eight...

JAWBREAKER INTO THE TOP ROPE!! They both go flying off the ring apron backfirst onto the mat!

Nine...

Ten!!!

Arthur La Forge: NO!!!

Mary DeSue: You gotta be kidding me!

Mr. Rad: Ladies and gentlemen...the following match has been ruled a double count out!

Michelle and Vhodka gets up and Vhodka goes to hug Michelle and Michelle let's her, disappointed in the result, but still a good match. Michelle starts to head to the back as Vhodka poses for the fans before heading to the back.

Arthur La Forge: What an unfortunate end to a great contest!

Mary DeSue: Well let's move onto a real contest...DONNIE'S MATCH IS NEXT!!

The lights in the arena go out.

Arthur La Forge: Uh oh...

Mary DeSue: Steel didn't pay the power bill again...cheapskate.

Sparks of electricity begin to flash across the large screen.

The sound of a thumping heartbeat begins to echo around the arena.

Thump!...Thump!

...Thump! Thump!...

The sparks of electricity and the heartbeat begin to intensify. Until they reach a crescendo and stops.

Mary DeSue: This is really loud and I'm freaking out...

Arthur La Forge: Is that why you're grabbing my knee...

Mary DeSue: Knee...OH!...yeah...knee...

The screen blacks out and the image of a body with his back to the camera appears. The lights in the aren flash red and the image disappears.

The lights return to the arena...We cut back to Arthur and Mary.

Arthur La Forge: We gotta cut for commercial break…

Mary DeSue: NOT RAID SHADOW LEGENDS AGAIN!! WHO PLAYS THIS??!!

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“Shots Fired”

We cut backstage to see Sarah Wolf standing at the delivery entrance of Farmers. She flicks a very odd looking cigarette as a van backs up to the door she occupies. A chubby man with a handlebar mustache steps to the rear of the vehicle. The clipboard he carries has an invoice secured to it, which he consults before speaking.

Delivery Guy: You…B. Gloves?”

Sarah "Dollface" Wolf: That’s me. You bring it all?

Delivery Guy: Yes, ma’am. Had to make 3 stops. What’d you need all this booze for?

Sarah "Dollface" Wolf: Don’t bother yourself with the details. Just bring it to my dressing room, and make sure to spread it out all over the place. I don’t want to be able to sit down without having to move a bottle of booze. Think you can handle that?

Delivery Guy: Lady, for what you’re paying, I’ll pour it directly into your mouth.

Sarah "Dollface" Wolf:I don’t want it in my mouth. I want it in the air. Now go.

Sarah watched as the tubby guy unloaded case after case of bourbon, whiskey, vodka, and gin. And as he carted one load away, she looked at the remaining load and smirked. Pulling a bottle of Tito’s out of the box closest, she walked away whistling a song by Treal Lee and Prince Rick. We cut back to ringside.

Arthur La Forge: Oh this isn’t good! Buster requested a sober space so he wouldn’t be around any alcohol!

Mary DeSue: Hey! Someone sent a Waluigi back there and get me a bottle of Jack!

Arthur La Forge:...

Mary DeSue: What? After party? You think there is gonna be any left after the show? Free Booze Bro.

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Donny Mason vs Nocturne

The bell rings and Donny steps to the middle of the ring with a smirk on his face. Nocturne is hesitant to do the same with good reason as Donny is quite a bit bigger than she is. Just as she steps towards him Donny quickly grabs her arm and flings her to the ropes and as she bounces back from the ropes she smashes into him and he does not even flinch but Nocturne falls to the mat. Camera shows Donny’s agent Kat Jones looking on with the same evil smirk on her face.. Donny grabs Nocturne again with one hand but she manages to twist herself out of the hold he had and delivers a hard kick to the thigh of Donny.

Arthur La Forge: OOF!

Mary DeSue: Right in the Thiccness!

As Donny rubs his leg where she kicked him she bounces herself off the ropes wanting to hit him with a dropkick to the leg but he steps aside and she slides all the way out of the ring. Donny follows her to the outside and as Nocturne gets up clotheslines her to the ground before grabbing her by the hair and the back of her mask. He throws her back into the ring and as he gets back into the ring he is hit with the dropkick sending him to one knee. Kat slaps the mat once hard and as Nocturne goes in for the spinning heel kick Donny spins away and sweeps her leg from underneath her with one arm sending her falling flat on her face.

Arthur La Forge: Donnie is definitely showing a more aggressive style, probably from the tutelage of Kat Jones.

Mary DeSue: Maybe he’s just getting mean…

Donny gets to his feet and shakes off the sting of the kick to the leg before he grabs Nocturne and flings her to the corner following her in with a vicious clothesline smashing her in the corner. She crumbles down and Donny starts stomping on her. The crowd boos as this is not what they are used to from the big man and Kat applauds him on the outside. Egging him on even. Donny drags Nocturne to her feet and hoists her up for a Samoan drop. He goes for the cover..

ONE….


TWO……

Donny gets up and breaks the pinfall himself. The referee, Crash, is not taking this too kindly and starts arguing with Donny who just seems to ignore it. Kat slaps the mat once again. Donny, ignoring the referee, grabs Nocturne again and sling her into the corner. She crumbles down immediately and he follows her in with a cannonball..

Arthur La Forge: CANNONBALL!!!!

Mary DeSue: THE THICCNESS HAS LANDED!!

Meanwhile Kat decided to sit in Donny’s corner on the apron to the dismay of the referee who goes to the corner to tell her to get down. Nocturne sees the distraction and goes for the low blow but she is too slow. Donny was quicker to use the distraction and poked Nocturne with a thumb to the eye. The crowd boos loudly and is hushed only as Donny YEETS Nocturne from the ring with a thud she lands on the mat outside. Kat looks at Nocturne with a smirk on her face before looking up at Donny making a cut throat signal.

Arthur La Forge: This is just rubbing salt into the wound. This match would have been over a few moments ago, but Donnie wants to make a statement.

Mary DeSue: And that statement is worth it!

Donny goes out of the ring breaking the referee's count and throws Nocturne back into the ring who is beginning to stir while Donny goes to the corner and stomps his foot down on the mat.. Yelling at Nocturne to get up.. The moment she does and looks up is when she sees a boot coming right at her face.. The Dambuster boot connects and Donny gets to his feet and plants his boot on the chest of Nocturne standing there with the identical evil smirk his agent has.

ONE….

TWO….

THREE…….

DING DING DING!!!!

Mr. Rad: Here is your winner…. Donny Mason!

Arthur La Forge: An impressive return victory for Donnie Mason, but I can’t help but wonder what plans he has for the future.

Mary DeSue: To be the best thiccness possible of course. You and the fans can just choke on it.
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Chelsea Skye and Peter Vaughn vs Mac Bane and Paul Freedom

DING! DING! DING!

The match starts off with Chelsea Skye and Paul Freedom circling each other when we see a commotion in the crowd. From the entrance ramp we see "Miss" Michelle and Paul Montouri walking down to the ring. Skye glares at Montouri, her opponent at Tri Force Heroes, as he and "Miss" Michelle head towards the announcers table.

Arthur La Forge: Oh de joy. We're apparently being joined on commentary by "The Royals"

Mary DeSue: Stand up and bow you idiot...you'll lose your head if you don't.

Arthur La Forge: You do know...

Mary DeSue: YOUR MAJESTIES !

Paul Montuori: Flattery will get you everywhere, Mary.

Michelle Riggs: Bullshit. It will get you nowhere. No one likes a kiss ass, Mary, so sit your ass down and shut up.

Paul Montuori: Gawd, you're so hot.

Skye keeps her eyes on "The Royals" for a moment and then turns to see Paul Freedom, who holds out his hand for a handshake. Skye smiles at the fact that Freedom didn't take advantage and waited for her to focus on the match. She shakes his hand and the two then lock up! Skye wins the lock up and puts Freedom in a headlock and charges forward into a bulldog! She kips up and grabs Freedom. She hits him with a suplex. Skye gets up and poses for the crowd as she waits for Freedom to get to the ropes to pull himself up...SUPERKICK TO THE FACE! Freedom stumbles to a neutral corner as Bane yells at him to tag him! Skye calls for "The Spear" and goes for it...Freedom drops down...DROP TOE HOLD FROM FREEDOM SENDS CHELSEA SKYE FACE FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLE PAD! Both wrestlers are down as Vaughn and Bane start trying to get the crowd behind their perspective teammates to hopefully get them on their feet quicker.

Arthur La Forge: And just like that a match can shift.

Mary DeSue: Shut up Artie! No one cares about the match. We have Royalty here.

Paul Montuori: Did you guys know we're engaged? Show'em the ring, baby.

Michelle held her hand out, the light hitting the diamond just right as Mary's eyes lit up. Michelle rolls her eyes and jerks her hand back.

Michelle Riggs: Ew, don't stare at it like that you freak. I don't want your ugly face to be engraved in the diamond somehow..

Back in the ring the referee, Crash, is starting to make his count.

One...

Two...

Three...

Freedom pulls himself up and stumbles around confused for a moment. Skye crawls over to her corner holding her head and tags in Vaughn just as Freedom tags in Bane! The fans get on their feet as these allies are gonna lock up. They both circle each other and go to lock up and...HIT THE MAT! They hit the mat on their stomachs and start to Arm Wrestle? The fans do what fans do…hold up their phones and start taking pics and vids.

Paul Montuori: How embarrassing to have to sit through this nonsense.

Michelle Riggs: It’s the worst.

Paul Montuori: The absolute worst. Let’s go back to talking about how amazing we are.

Michelle Riggs: We’re the best.

Paul Montuori: We really are.

Arthur La Forge: ...

Mary DeSue:...

Arthur La Forge: Well let's not be spoilsports...BANE IS GOING FOR AN OVER THE TOP STRATEGY WHILE VAUGHN SEEMS TO BE GOING FOR THE ILLUSIVE WRIST OUT MANEUVER!

The two titans of the squared circle are giving it their all. Bane looks like he is winning for a moment as Vaughn comes back with a vengeance. Referee Crash is asking both men if they submit and they both laugh in his face with a resounding "NO"! The fans start chanting "THIS IS AWESOME!!" as Freedom and Skye look across at each other and start clapping trying to cheer on their teammates. It's Vaughn who finally ends the arm wrestling by putting his foot on the ropes. Crash calls for a break as Bane gets up and lets Vaughn get up.

Paul Montuori: The first thing Vaughn’s done that’s been halfway decent.

Michelle Riggs: Ew he’s a janitor. You know he smells so bad.

Paul Montuori: Not as bad as Arthur here. Did you bathe yourself in Stetson cologne? Mary, I don’t know how you put up with this guy.

Arthur La Forge: Well if you don't like how things are here you can leave you know.

Mary DeSue: QUIET! He's such a rube you know.

The two friends actually lock up and it's Bane that pushes Vaughn back from the lock up into the ropes. Vaughn ducks and clothesline attempt by Bane, and hits the rebound on the other side. Vaughn leaps up going for a hurricanrana but Bane catches him...UH OH!..."THE RIDE"! Everyone in the match including Referee Crash wince at the devastating spinebuster. Bane quickly reaches down and slaps on the "Snake Bite"!! He's got the claw locked in on Vaughn's face, but Vaughn quickly reaches his arm out and scuddles himself towards the ropes. He grasps on and Bane let's go, but stomps on Vaughn's chest as Bane gets up. He grabs Vaughn and tosses him into the ropes looking to go for "Texas Heat" but Vaughn ducks the clothesline from hell and quickly runs over and tags Chelsea Skye. He quickly charges Bane and Bane goes to clothesline Vaughn again. Vaughn ducks. Bane turns...DOUBLE DROPKICKS FROM BOTH SIDES BY SKYE AND VAUGHN!!

Arthur La Forge: MOTHER BRAIN! WHAT A MOVE!

Mary DeSue: That planted that cowboy where he belongs...on the mat!

Paul Montuori: Double dropkicks? Pft.. Big deal.

Michelle Riggs: We double dropkick for fun.

Paul Montuori: I’ll double dropkick you right now.

Michelle Riggs: Oh baby don’t tease me.

Bane gets to his knees and tries to get up as Vaughn heads to the outside. Freedom yells to Bane, who finally gets up, but it's to late to avoid getting caught in a leaping hurricanrana from Skye! Skye rushes to the closest turnbuckle and leaps into air...450 splash! Cover...

One...

Bane puts his foot on the ropes. Skye picks up Bane and tosses him into the ropes. Skye charges, but Bane pulls the top rope down and she goes to the outside landing right in front of the announcer's table.

Arthur La Forge: Incoming!

Paul Montouri: Excuse me a moment…

Paul Montouri gets up and walks over to Skye whose starting to push herself up and Montouri hits a CURB STOMP ONTO THE CONCRETE!! He quickly grabs Skye and hits a nastly looking piledriver onto the concrete as well!

Arthur La Forge: Paul Montouri just smashed Skye’s head into the floor!

Paul Mountouri starts mouthing towards Skye, but then quickly see’s three men coming towards him. Vaughn, Bane, and Freedom barrel towards Montouri and “Miss” Michelle. “The Royals’ rush out through the crowd as Referee Crash starts his count up. Bane grabs Skye and tosses her under the ropes and gets back in as Freedom and Vaughn head back to their respective corners. Bane helps Skye up and let’s her go in and tag Peter Vaughn.

Arthur La Forge: Good sportsmanship by Mac Bane to let Skye have time to recover from that attack by Paul Montouri.

Mary DeSue: That was not an attack. That was a preemptive strike for a declaration of war. If you knew anything about the Art of War you would know that.

Arthur La Forge: Yeah! Well I’ve played enough God of War to know a cheap shot when I see one!

Vaughn rushes in with fury and starts wailing on Bane, who responds in kind with punches of his own getting the fans onto their feet. Bane goes for a kick to the gut, but Vaughn catches it and leg whips Bane down to the mat and follows it up with a kick right to the side of the downed head of Mac Bane! Vaughn picks up Bane and tosses him into the ropes…”The Keyholder” followed up by “Insult to Injury” as the crowd cheers on. Vaughn picks up Bane and tosses him into the ropes, blind tag by Freedom, Vaughn goes for a back body drop, but Bane grabs him and “Texas Heat”!! The clothesline from hell sends Vaughn flying down to the mat near the turnbuckles as Freedom goes up top. Bane yells at Freedom to go for it! Moonsault! Cover…

One…

Two…

VAUGHN’S GOT THE FOOT ON THE ROPES!!!

Arthur La Forge: ALMOST HAD ‘EM!

Mary DeSue: Yeah, but almost doesn’t count in this game.

Freedom picks up Vaughn and goes to go for a bulldog, but Vaughn hits “Revenged” out of nowhere behind Freedom. Bane hops into the ring, but gets blindedsided by Skye with a superkick to the side of the face. Cover…

One…

Two…

Vaughn grabs the tights!

THREE!!!

Mr. Rad: Here are your winners…the team of Chelsea Skye and Peter Vaughn!!

Arthur La Forge: And a shock and awe win for Vaughn and Skye!

Mary DeSue: Hah! Shows Bane and Freedom that it doesn’t pay to be goody goods!

Bane yells at Skye as she exits the ring holding her neck from the earlier attack by Montouri. Vaughn just looks at Bane and shrugs as he heads back up the ramp. Bane turns and see’s Freedom getting up, both wrestlers stare each other down as the exit the ring. A prelude to the conflict we’ll see unfold against them at Tri Force Heroes.

Arthur La Forge: The showdown between those to is going to be just one of the many epic battles on display for TFH!

Mary DeSue: If they can all make it that far…
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“Serenity Now…”

Buster Gloves arrived and as he makes his way to the locker room area, he’s stopped by a PA who is in a hurry to stop his progress.

PA: Mr. Gloves, I’m sorry but you’re locker room has been changed. In fact we have to double you up with another talent.

Buster Gloves: Why? What’s happened?

PA: It seems someone stocked your entire room with alcohol, sir. And once the talent got wind of free booze…

Buster’s bottom lip all but vanishes as he becomes as enraged as anyone has ever seen him, before hauling off to the locker room in question. We don't see him go in, but we do hear a scream of rage as bottle after bottle comes hurling past the camera and shattering on the outside of the wall outside of the locker room door. Backstage folks and wrestlers from the locker room vacate as we cut back to ringside.

Arthur La Forge: Looks like Sarah Wolf definitely got Buster Gloves upset.

Mary DeSue: Yeah, but I got my bottle so I’m happy.
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Joey Crash vs Jason Ryan

DING! DING! DING!

We see Referee Pliskin drew this short straw to officiate going over the rules as Ryan grabs Pliskin and tosses him into Crash. Crash shoves the referee aside but it leaves him open for a kick to the gut followed by a DDT. Ryan gets up, adjusting his clear faceplate mask, and starts talking trash for the former "Final Boss" champion and starts stomping onto his sternum over and over again. Pliskin pulls Ryan off of Crash and gets yelled at for doing his job as Ryan reaches down and picks up Crash. Triple rolling german suplexes with the last one going for a bridge...

One...

Ryan breaks the pin hold himself and picks up Crash. He backhands Crash in the face and then tosses him into the ropes. Crash rebounds...SPINEBUSTER!! Ryan goes, and he rarely does this, to the turnbuckle and drops off the second rope with a pinpoint elbow right to Crash's sternum. Ryan then steps onto Crash's chest and stands there for a moment until Pliskin pulls him off.

Arthur La Forge: Jason Ryan is trying to make a statement tonight taking on Joey Crash and that statement is I'm gonna hurt you!

Mary DeSue: Ryan's looking to add to his list of wrestlers he's retired.

Ryan waits for Crash to get up onto his hands and knees before lunging forward to hit him with a kick to the ribs, but Crash avoids it by grabbing Ryan's leg and hitting a drop toe hold, sending the bigger wrestler to the mat. Crash picks up the heavier set Ryan and hits an impressive body slam before stepping on Ryan's faceplate. Ryan screams out as Pliskin pulls Crash off of him. Pliskin checks on Ryan and Ryan shoves Pliskin out of the way as Crash runs to the ropes and hits a flying cross body on Ryan taking him back down to the mat. Crash grabs ahold of Ryan's ear and twists it as Ryan screams out, and let's go when Pliskin warns him again. Crash picks up Ryan and quickly hits the X-Plex!

Arthur La Forge: Crash is responding in kind to our resident "here to ruin everyone's day" guy.

Mary DeSue: What do you expect from "The Maladjusted one?

Crash puts his foot on Ryan's faceplate again, getting the ire of Referee Pliskin yet again. Crash yells at Pliskin in response as the offical and Crash almost start to come to blows, not noticing that Ryan is up...PINKEYE TO PLISKIN!! Crash and Ryan for a moment stare at each other as the ref hits the mat..

Arthur La Forge: Oh no...

Mary DeSue: FREE FOR ALL!!!

OH YEAH! The two titans of terrible terror start throwing hands like they're at a boxing match! Crash! Ryan! Crash! Ryan! All the fans are doing though...

"BOOOOOOOOO!!"

The Level Up Dogs are just showing their contempt for both men and neither seem to care except to bash the other's head in. Ryan headbutts Crash in the face with his faceplate sending Crash backwards holding his now bleeding nose. He hits Crash with a running knee to the face. He grabs Crash and tosses him into the ropes...SPINEBUSTER! Ryan is calling for the end of it all as he picks up Crash to his feet. Kick to the gut. He's setting up for "The Dreamkiller"...Suddenly..."I am The Bull God" by Kid Rock starts to play and we see the Level Up Tron come to life with Buster Gloves new entrance video. Ryan stares at the screen and yells at Buster to come on...and he doesn't notice Crash pull the knux out of his boot. UPPERCUT WITH THE LOADED GLOVE!! Ryan stumbles...Crash grabs the faceplate and pulls it off...LOADED GLOVE TO THE EYE OF RYAN! Ryan hits the mat...Crash slides the knux back into his boot. Pliskin is up...Cover...

One...

Two...

THREE!!

Mr. Rad: Here is your winner..."Maladjusted" Joey Crash!

Arthur La Forge: How else was it suppose to end without cheating?

Mary DeSue: You were expecting a round of kumbaya?

Crash gets up and poses for the booing fans, but Ryan gets up and grabs the discarded faceplate and DECKS CRASH IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD! Ryan picks up Crash and tosses him to the outside...Ryan follows to the outside and grabs Crash at the ringsteps...DREAMKILLER ON THE STEPS WITH THE IMPACT MOVED TOWARDS CRASH'S INJURED SHOULDER INSTEAD OF HIS NECK!! Crash is screaming in pain as Ryan grabs him again and hits a shoulder breaker on the ring barricade!! He slaps Crash's injured arm into THE CROSSFACE as security comes down to break it up!!!

Arthur La Forge: Ryan may have lost the battle, but he is getting his licks in on Joey Crash!

Mary DeSue: With that injured shoulder of his being why he was on the shelf for a while this could be the last we see of Crash just like Amber Payne!

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Antonio “Count Coma” Ricci vs E.A. Blizzard

EAB and Count Coma meet in the center of the ring as Ref Cortex tries to check them for any suspicious objects. As he does, the two maintain calm demeanors while still talking some trash to one another. Cortex is done checking Ricci and turns to EAB when the Game Changer holds out a hand to halt Cortex before prominently offering his chin to Ricci, even tapping it with a finger. Antonio says something before reeling back and staggering EAB with a punch! Cortex gives a mild warning about using a closed fist, but he can’t say too much as he hadn’t called for the bell! He promptly does so as Ricci has already moved towards EAB. Ricci goes to slap EAB but the big man shoves him back and checks his jaw.

DING DING DING

Arthur LaForge: I’m not sure if EAB expected Ricci to take up on his offer, but he should mind the strength of Count Coma.

Mary DeSue: He knows, Artie! Ricci couldn’t help digging up that he got one shot in on EAB.

Arthur LaForge: Yes, he effectively got Blizzard eliminated from the original Last Of Us gauntlet.

Mary DeSue: That was then, this is now.

The two lockup and Ricci uses his agility to wrench the arm of Blizzard behind his back and leaps up to yank the arm backwards with his downward momentum. EAB is sent off balance and holding his rotator cuff. Ricci finds him and gets ahold of the arm again, until Blizzard grabs his hair and sends Count Coma headfirst smacking the mat.

Mary DeSue: Ricci may have had some success at the start of Level Up, but this is a different show.

Arthur LaForge: Yes, he acknowledged as much in his comments, but you can’t fault the man for having confidence. He was a persistent challenger for the Final Boss title.

Mary DeSue: He won’t climb the ranks if he thinks a guy like EAB will just let him do whatever. He’ll be sent right down with the Waluigis.

EAB picks up Ricci and sends him overhead with a Fallaway Slam. He then proceeds to return the slap to Ricci’s face as he’s rising— to which Ricci bursts up with a European Uppercut that catches EAB by surprise. Ricci utilizes his striking prowess with a combination of kicks that back Blizzard up towards the ropes… before he grabs the leg and pulls Ricci towards him to sneak in a knee to the side, halting the offensive of Ricci. EAB again lifts him and drops Count Coma with a Pendulum Backbreaker that leaves his opponent rolling and clutching his side. Antonio isn’t down for long, rolling onto his knees as EAB is demanding that Ref Cortex stop Ricci from using closed fists.

Mary DeSue: Tell him, EA! You can’t blatantly break the rules like that.

Arthur LaForge: I don’t think Ricci is above dancing along the line of the rulebook, but the European Uppercut was a legitimate strike. Not to mention, EAB has a record of illegalities in his tenure. Cortex better keep a close eye on that briefcase.

Mary DeSue: If people expect you to do something, why not give them a reason? EAB is putting on the show fans want to see from him.

Arthur LaForge: Level Updogs, please know Mary DeSue’s twisted takes do not reflect the stances of this company.

Mary DeSue: Mary’s Twisted Takes… I don’t hate it.

As EAB sees Ricci standing, he goes to send him back down with a Big Boot. Ricci evades! He runs underneath Blizzard and off the ropes, demonstrating his use of a forearm right in EAB’s face with a Jumping Forearm Smash. That blow sends EAB into a corner, and Ricci quickly follows in with a Jumping Knee Strike that snaps Blizzard’s head back. Count Coma then grabs the arm he was working before and wraps it around the top rope before pulling and using the middle rope for leverage! Ref Cortex puts a count in that Ricci breaks at four. He goes back to the arm again, causing Cortex to put another count in. As he gets to three, EAB reaches his free arm over Cortex’s head and elegantly pokes Ricci in the eye! In a moment, Blizzard’s hand is nowhere near Ricci’s face, yet Count Coma is stumbling around and rubbing his eye. Cortex looks at Ricci, then back at EAB, who holds his arm and claims his innocence.

Arthur LaForge: See that? That is illegal right there!

Mary DeSue: I bet you were waiting for EA to do something, right?

Arthur LaForge: Of course, Mary! He’s always up to something awful.

Mary DeSue: So he’s giving you what you want. What’s to complain about?

Arthur LaForge: I don’t think that’s how it works. These fans certainly aren’t pleased, by the sound of it.

Mary DeSue: They’re confused! Ricci wasn’t exactly their favorite, either, meaning EAB should be the People’s Choice by default.

EAB brushes Cortex off and says he was batting a spotted lantern fly away from his head. Cortex looks extremely skeptical as Blizzard grabs Ricci by the head and lands a Headbutt that dazes Ricci long enough for EAB to lift him clear over his head with a Military Press! It Rolls Downhill connects! The monstrous Blizzard drops down for a cover!

ONE!


TWO AND A KICKOUT!

Arthur LaForge: I have to say Blizzard’s strength is impressive. But after dropping the two hundred fifty plus pounder with It Rolls Downhill, Ricci still being able to kickout at two is equally impressive.

Mary DeSue: He’s aight, but EA has plenty of tricks still left in his bag, or briefcase.

EAB shoots Cortex a withering look as he lifts Ricci up with him to standing. Blizzard then looks to lock in CRUNCH TIME!! The Bearhug has ended many a match for the Game Changer, but Ricci manages to beat on the damaged arm of Blizzard’s to escape the hold before it’s fully locked in! RICCI FIRES OFF COMA-TOES AS HE TOUCHES THE GROUND!!

Arthur LaForge: NO! Somehow EAB evaded by a fraction of a second. Unbelievable luck or instinct, I’m not sure. EAB smashes Ricci’s face with a Big Boot!

Mary DeSue: Finish this, EA! Game Change this recent bit of bad luck!

EAB waits for Ricci to turn back— CHRONO TRIGGER! RICCI COUNTERS WITH THE V-TRIGGER AS EAB WAS UNGUARDED AND BOTH MEN FALL TO THE MAT!

Arthur LaForge: LIKE ICARUS’ ARROW, RICCI DRILLS INTO EAB WITH A CHRONO TRIGGER!

Mary DeSue: That’s not how this was supposed to go!

Cortex reaches six with his count on both men before Ricci finds his footing and sees EAB using the ropes to pull himself up. Ricci connects with a second Chrono Trigger targeting EAB’s dinged arm. Blizzard comes off the corner bent over and grabbing the arm. Ricci hears a decidedly loud reaction from the Level Updogs as he positions EAB for another move…

Arthur LaForge: No way! Ricci looking to POWERBOMB E.A. BLIZZARD?? He could be looking for Earthbound here!

Mary DeSue: He wouldn’t dare! Although it would raise him on my Meat-o-meter scale.

Arthur LaForge: Blizzard stops the attempt with a Back Drop that sends Ricci crashing onto his back. That would have been giving the fans a treat, Mary. Not cheap tricks like eye pokes and briefcase shots.

Mary DeSue: EAB knows best!

The Industry Standard decides he’s had enough, calling for his finisher of the same name to the disdain of the Level Updogs. He grabs Ricci as he’s sitting up, by the throat using both hands, and brings him up the rest of the way. Ricci gives up on breaking the choke and fights with a couple of forearms to the side of EAB, but receives a knee to the abdomen in return. BLIZZARD LIFTS RICCI FOR THE INDUSTRY STANDARD WHEN RICCI ATTACKS THE INJURED ARM! EAB’s grip loosens and Ricci squiggles out as Blizzard shakes the arm and turns back – RIGHT INTO COMA-TOES AND RICCI FALLS ON EAB!!

ONE!


TWO!


…

THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Mr Rad: Your winner of this match… “COUNT COMA” ANTONIO RICCI!!!

Arthur LaForge: MOTHER BRAIN! In a stunning second, Ricci swung the match his way and EAB was absolutely floored with “Coma-Toes!”

Mary DeSue: Plus, pretty fast for a guy the size of Ricci. He’s sneaky quick.

Arthur LaForge: Very complimentary of you to notice, Mary.

Mary DeSue: Eh, I can’t always hate on Ricci. He beat up stoner boy in the early days. Fun times.

Arthur LaForge: Tonight, he showed us a relentless assault on EAB’s arm, and it paid off. Ricci barely escaped The Industry Standard and was in turn able to hit Coma-Toes, which does not fail Count Coma. Congratulations to Antonio Ricci on another victory, and it goes without saying he’s one to watch, Level Updogs. We’ll be back in thirty seconds!

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Sebastian Everett-Bryce and Sloane Taylor vs The Game Changers (Drake Wilcox and ISAAC)

DING! DING! DING!

ISAAC starts out for The Game Changers as Sloane Taylor starts out for her team. ISAAC laughs at her as Referee Kirby signals for the match to start and ISAAC and Sloane lock up. ISAAC shoves the smaller Sloane back down and flexes to show off his power. Sloane snickers a bit as she gets back up. ISAAC reaches out to grab Sloane, and Sloane rolls away and kips back up. ISAAC charges again. Sloane kicks him in the gut. ISAAC grins only to get clocked in the side of the head with an enziguri! ISAAC hits the mat hard and Sloane gets to work hitting him with a handspring roundhouse kick as ISAAC stands back up, only to be knocked back down to the mat. Sloane grabs ISAAC and tosses him into the ropes. Headscissors takedown! Sloane picks up ISAAC again and hits a shiranui! She heads to the nearest turnbuckle and hops to the top spot. “Head In The Clouds”!! Cover…

One…

Broken up by a kick to the back of the spine from Drake Wilcox!

Arthur La Forge: MOTHER BRAIN!! I thought I heard bones crack!

Mary DeSue: Wouldn’t be the first time you heard a cracked boner..

Arthur La Forge: I TOLD YOU THAT IN CONFIDENCE!

Kirby tells Drake to get back to his corner as ISAAC starts to move. Sloane is down, wincing in pain, as SEB reaches out to try to tag her. ISAAC and Drake tag and Drake grabs Sloane’s leg pulling her back to the center of the ring. He brings his large fist down onto Sloane’s back clubbing her over and over again. He picks up Sloane by the throat with both hands and yells at SEB as he double chokeslams Sloane square on her back, trying to take out the high flier’s ability. Drake walks over and says something to SEB that gets SEB to swing at him. This causes Kirby to admonish him in the corner as Drake picks up Sloane and hits a backbreaker on her! Drake picks up Sloane and hits the Jackknife Powerbomb INTO A NEUTRAL TURNBUCKLE!

Arthur La Forge: OOF! Drake Wilcox is not messing around!

Mary DeSue: Why would he? He’s going to be the next Wisdom Champion come Final Fantasy once he gets past that mean ol’ Peter Vaughn!

Drake picks up Sloane looking to go for the powerbomb again, but Sloane wraps her legs around Drake’s neck and hits a hurricanrana on the big man! Both are down as Sloane rolls over to the corner and tags in SEB! Drake gets back up just as SEB runs in like a house on fire and starts beating down the seven footer so he can’t get a vertical base with a variety of kicks. The educated feet of Master Everett-Bryce take Drake to school until Drake reaches up and grabs SEB by the leg and tosses him across the ring. SEB shakes the cobwebs out quickly as Drake gets back up and motions for SEB to come on. SEB charges as Drake lunges, but ducks underneath the lunge and kicks Drake in the knee from the side! Drake goes down to one knee but grabs SEB by the throat. Choketoss into the closest turnbuckle, which happens to be his team’s. ISAAC. Drake tags in ISAAC and the two start stomping on SEB. Pickup by the brothers…ISAAC grabs SEB in a bear hug and falls back as Drake charges forward with a big boot to the head! Drake exits the ring as ISAAC goes for a cover..

One…

Two…

NO!!! KICKOUT BY SEB!

Arthur La Forge: Somehow Sebastian Everett-Bryce managed to kick out of that!

Mary DeSue: Rich, smart, powerful…what’s not to like…oh yeah…The cling on.

Arthur La Forge: Today is a good day to die.

ISAAC grabs SEB and tosses him into the ropes. On the rebound ISAAC catches SEB and hits him with a powerslam! ISAAC gets up and calls for “The Spear”. He stalks his prey as SEB starts to get back up. Sloane yells out to him as ISAAC waits for him to turn. SEB turns…ISAAC GOES FOR THE SPE…SPIKE DDT!!! Counter by SEB!!!

Arthur La Forge: And SEB countered “The Spear” with a Spike DDT!

Mary DeSue: You said you heard Sloane’s bones break…I just heard ISAAC get a neck readjustment

Both men are down and Kirby starts his count…

One…

Two…

Suddenly we hear a commotion at the top of the entranceway and we see Peter Vaughn heading to the ring area. Drake Wilcox hops down off the apron and starts trashtalking at Vaughn who stays on the ramp baiting Drake to come on. SEB gets to his feet and tags in Sloane! Sloane rushes to ISAAC and picks him up. “Empire of the Sky!”. Sloane hits ISAAC with a hurricanrana which slings them into SEB who finishes them off with a northern lights suplex. Drake see’s what just happened and runs to the ring. Sloane goes to cover…

One…

SEB LAUNCHES HIMSELF IN A SUICIDE DIVE ONTO THE SEVEN FOOTER! DRAKE WILCOX GOES DOWN!!!

TWO…

THREE!!

DING! DING! DING!

Mr. Rad: Here are your winners the team of Sebastian Everett-Bryce and Sloane Taylor!!

Arthur La Forge: What a win! Against the two muscle bound monsters of The GC this was a close one.

Mary DeSue: Not close enough. Sloane is still breathing. COME ON GUYS!

Sloane slides out of the ring and grabs SEB as they both head up the ramp. Vaughn smiles as he walks back up the ramp. Drake Wilcox gets up from the hit and is infuriated as ISAAC joines him by his side. The two start talking, not mad at each other, but how they’re gonna get payback on Vaughn!

Arthur La Forge: I think Vaughn just pulled a distraction to payback Wilcox and it’s gonna lead to some hell to pay at TFH!

Mary DeSue: Vaughn’s sneaky, but that isn’t going to help him against a pissed off four hundred pound seven foot tall monster!

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Connections…Part 1

We go backstage, where we see the cameraman and Lenny Brasco entering the Game Changers’ locker room. Lenny quickly hurries over to Drake Wilcox, who is lifting a set of weights to warm up.

Lenny Brasco: Hello, Mr. Wilcox! I wanted to see if I could get a few more words from you about what you did to Peter Vaughn on the last EXP show. Many are still talking about how you…

Drake throws down the weights, startling Lenny, who quickly backpedals. He’s not fast enough, though, as Drake grabs him, yanking the mic out of his hand.

Drake Wilcox: I already delivered my message last week! I know Vaughn got the message. I just hope Sarah Wolf was listening. Now get the hell out of here…

He throws the mic to Lenny, who nods and tries to retreat as gracefully as possible. He fails miserably. Drake shakes his head and starts to pick up the weights, just as he hears a yell from behind him. He turns to the bathroom area, where EAB staggers out, wrapping a robe around him. He’s shivering.

Drake Wilcox: What’s wrong with you??

EAB: The shower… it just went ice cold! I hate when that happens!

Drake Wilcox: So EA Blizzard doesn’t like to freeze?

EAB: Oh, shut up. Just call maintenance!

Drake shakes his head, not really giving a damn about the shower. He looks around the corner, about to go to the phone, as there’s the sound of a toilet flushing… immediately followed by another shout.

ISAAC: Damn! The toilet’s overflowing!! I haven't even used it yet!!

ISAAC jumps out of the bathroom stall, working to get out of the way from the overflowing toilet. Drake and EAB quickly maneuver away from the area as well, as there’s no telling what’s coming out of the pipes right now. As they back away, the lights above begin to flicker, thanks to one of the fluorescent lights having gone out. Drake glances at it, grumbling to himself.

Drake Wilcox: This damn place is falling apart. They’re going to give us another locker room if I have to throw everyone out of there myself!

Drake, disgusted, turns and stomps back into the main locker room. There, he stops, as he sees a smaller man in overalls standing near the doorway.

Drake Wilcox: Who the hell are you? Do you work here? Get in there, we need you to fix…

The unassuming man smiles at him, then slowly points upwards. Drake, stopping, instinctively looking at the ceiling, where the emergency sprinklers are located. The lights on the sides have started to blink rapidly, showcasing what’s coming. Drake drops his gaze back down, seeing the man, a custodian, step out into the hall before turning back once more.

Custodian: You should know… you attack one custodian, you earn the ire of all of us. And we are many. Enjoy your shower, sir. I hope it’s not too cold.

Drake Wilcox: DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT…

The custodian slams the door shut just as the sprinklers are coming on. The cameraman is outside the door with him, as the custodian quickly brings out his master keys and locks the room from the outside. Seconds later, there’s the sound of banging against the door, as the custodian turns and walks off. The way Drake is hitting the door, it doesn’t sound like it’ll last too long, even as the room begins to flood.


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Duncan Ryder vs Bam Miller

DING DING DING

The Level Updogs are whipped up for the next match, squarely rooting for the Final Boss Champion. Bam wastes no time getting in Ryder’s face and telling him all the reasons he has no warm and fuzzies for the Champ. Duncan doesn’t seem to care and, raising a hand, Bam shoves Duncan’s face to one side. While the crowd voices its displeasure at the disrespectful Miller, the Final Boss snaps his head back to stare into the eyes of Bam. Ryder abruptly slaps Miller across the face to a ROAR from the Level Updogs! That’s all it takes to spark a brawling exchange between the two. Bam begins driving back Ryder and as Duncan’s back hits the ropes, Bam backs up to Clothesline him over the top rope! Duncan instead lifts Bam and sends him throat first across the top rope. Miller hits the mat and shakes his head as Duncan welcomes him back up. Miller decides to roll out of the ring, sending more boos his way from the Level Updogs. Bam dismisses them with a two finger salute, then tells Duncan to get his ass out here!

Arthur LaForge: It seems Bam wasn’t thrilled with how his first encounter with Duncan went, and he wants Duncan to come out to where he does the most damage– outside the ring!

Mary DeSue: If Bam had his way, he’d leave every opponent battered and bruised, so Duncan should check himself before Bam bricks him.

Maybe Duncan didn’t hear Mary, or just didn’t care because he’s all too willing to take things outside. As he touches down on the floor, Bam is on him with a flurry of strikes. This time, Duncan fights back with a trio of European Uppercuts that stun Bam and leaves him circling his wagon outside. Duncan charges for a Clothesline but Bam dodges – Duncan nails the ringpost!

Arthur LaForge: The Final Boss makes a miscalculation as Bam moved. Ryder hit full steam into the ringpost!

Mary DeSue: Call the match, he’s knocked out!

Arthur LaForge: Mary, he’s already getting up.

As Duncan does stand, Bam sandwiches him between the ringpost! Miller doesn’t let Duncan fall. He instead catches him then DROPS RYDER FACE FIRST ONTO THE APRON! BAM THEN ROLLS INTO THE RING WITH HIS ARMS IN THE AIR!

Arthur LaForge: Bam just showed the Final Boss how to eat canvas with that Flapjack-type drop! I don’t think he should celebrate yet, but Ref Kirby’s count is already at five…

Mary DeSue: Duncan doesn’t even have enough time to reset his jaw, much less get back in the ring.

Kirby continues his count as Duncan rolls onto his back.

Six!

Seven!

Duncan is holding his head and begins crawling to the apron.

EIGHT!

Duncan is able to pull himself up on wobbly knees…

NINE!

Arthur LaForge: Bam with a Baseball Slide that launches Duncan backfirst into the barricade!

Mary DeSue: Brutal. Effective. I like that!

Ref Kirby informs Bam he’ll need to start his count over, to which Bam gives Kirby a single finger salute! He heads outside the ring and, ignoring Kirby’s request to bring it back inside, he goes to Irish whip Duncan—Reversal! Ryder sends Bam crashing into the timekeeper’s table. Clutching his abdomen, Bam steps back only to be hit with a Clothesline to the back of his neck, followed by Duncan bouncing his head right off the timekeeper’s table! Bam goes stumbling around and Duncan bellows at the Level Updogs, who return a roar! He then gives chase to Bam, who turns as Duncan charges in!

Arthur LaForge: Ryder goes for the Twickenham Tackle but Bam dives away! RYDER SMASHES THE STAIRS!!

Mary DeSue: Bam isn’t just a dumb brute. He’s a brute who knows his environment. An elemental brute!

Arthur LaForge: I can’t tell if you’re serious or not.

Mary DeSue: Don’t diss me because you didn’t think of it first!

Bam hears Kirby’s count reach seven. He gives a look to Duncan, who is bent over the steps, but back up and standing. He looks back at Kirby, who reaches eight! Bam sees Duncan reaching for the apron and Miller decides. He clubs Ryder over the back and throws him back in the ring before entering, as Kirby was about to call the match! Bam then shouts at Duncan to get up…

Arthur LaForge: You could see Bam considering whether he could score a count out victory over the Final Boss, then deciding he wouldn’t chance it. He may finish things right here!

Mary DeSue: Where’s the brick?? I was promised a bricking!

Bam grabs Duncan in a rear waistlock as he is crouched… GERMAN SUPLEX BY BAM LANDS DUNCAN’S NECK ON THE BOTTOM ROPE! Bam goes off the opposite ropes and comes back with a delayed Dropkick snaps Ryder’s head off the bottom rope again. Bam drags Ryder away from the ropes and makes a cover!


ONE!


TWO!


KICKOUT BY RYDER!

Arthur LaForge: That was a fierce combo from Miller, who’s bringing the fight to Duncan tonight, as everyone seems to do.

Mary DeSue: Even I get it, Artie. When you’re the Final Boss, no one will let you get away with an off night.

Arthur LaForge: Absolutely, Mary. That owes even more credit to Duncan Ryder. As the competition in Level Up has grown, our Final Boss has stepped up his own game.

Mary DeSue: Why did you have to go and ruin the point I made?

Bam gets Duncan back up and Irish whips him into a corner. Miller dives in and drives a forearm into the face of Ryder. Bam then chops Duncan across the chest— and Duncan lands a forearm to Miller’s face! Miller lands a forearm of his own and then another chop. He Irish whips Duncan— Reversal! Ryder looks like he’s going to whip Bam into the far corner and turns it back to the near corner, slamming Miller chest first into the turnbuckle. Duncan catches him in a Standing Dragon Sleeper as he stepped back from the corner… RYDER HITS THE REVERSE DDT OUT OF THE CORNER AND COVERS!

ONE!


TWO!

TH— KICKOUT BY BAM!

Arthur LaForge: The Final Boss is still operating on all cylinders! He’s taken lumps from Bam and is dishing it back twice as hard, but Bam hates giving up the fight. We unquestionably know that about this CCPE member.

Mary DeSue: He’s punched a lot of faces. You gotta appreciate a man who embraces what he’s good at doing, especially when it’s this Final Boss’ face being punched. Right now, it’s not happening enough!

As Duncan waits on Bam to get up, he gets the Level Updogs fired up and signals a sequence of motions. The Level Updogs seem to catch on after a moment and as Duncan points down at Bam…

LEVEL UPDOGS: X!

Duncan grapples Bam and hooks his leg in a Fisherman’s position.

LEVEL UPDOGS: UP!

Duncan lifts Miller vertically…

LEVEL UPDOGS: RIGHT!

Duncan shifts Bam around in front of himself.

LEVEL UPDOGS: DOWN!

Duncan completes the move, driving Miller’s head down into the mat!

Arthur LaForge: QTE DRIVER!! RYDER NAILS THE MOVE THAT HAS SENT HIM TO MANY A VICTORY!

Mary DeSue: But not tonight… right?

Arthur LaForge: Hooks the leg!

ONE!


TWO!


Mary DeSue: Kickout Bam!

…

THREE!!!

DING DING DING

Mr Rad: Your winner of this match via pinfall… THE LEVEL UP WRESTLING FINAL BOSS CHAMPION… “FUNDAMENTAL” DUNCAN RYDER!!!

Arthur LaForge: Duncan keeps doing it! Challenged tonight with an opponent who has no issues getting his hands dirty outside, Duncan answered the challenge. While Bam had Ryder in peril at times, he couldn’t quite put away the Final Boss.

Mary DeSue: Doesn’t anyone else get sick of Duncan winning?? Now he’s moving onto choreography with these gullible hicks. I demand justice!

Arthur LaForge: You need an injustice to demand justice, Mary. On the contrary, Duncan has taken on all challengers with professionalism, and shown his superiority in the end. I don’t think there’s any reason to believe our Final Boss won’t continue on this trajectory.

Mary DeSue: You’re ending this on such a sad note.

Arthur LaForge: With praise for the winner of the match? You could do with a little professionalism, yourself.

Mary DeSue: As if I’m not the one pulling ratings to keep us both here. Spare me, Artie! I’d rather watch Duncan compete and point out all his flaws.

Arthur LaForge: It’s been tough for opponents to find many of those, but in Level Up, you know there will always be A New Challenger! With that, we’ll take a brief pause before we hit Continue on EXP Thirty-Two!
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Connections...Part 2

We come backstage once again where we see a furious Drake Wilcox, soaking wet, making his way along the hallway. He is grabbing people at random. He latches onto a referee’s arm, spinning him around.

Drake Wilcox: Have you seen any custodians??

The referee quickly says no, having no clue where to find them. Drake pushes past him, next snatching up a teenage fan who apparently had enough clout to get a backstage pass. The kid is regretting it now, his feet kicking in the air as Drake lifts him up.

Drake Wilcox: Where are the custodians?? WHERE???

The terrified boy can only shake his head, having no idea. Drake tosses him aside, giving him a wrestling moment the kid will never forget, before moving further down the hall. An attendant for the arena makes the rather bad decision of turning into the hallway at the worst possible time, with Drake immediately pinning him against the wall.

Drake Wilcox: THE CUSTODIAN’S ROOM! NOW!!!

The attendant gasps and gulps, then shakily points to a side hallway. Drake lets him slide to the floor and continues on his warpath, knocking past a group of independent wrestlers who know not to get involved. He heads down the indicated hallway, banging on the sides of doors as he checks each one. He stops when he sees the door on the right side, which reads “Custodial Break Room”. Drake prepares himself, having found what he was looking for. He then storms forward, wrapping his huge hand around the doorknob, prepared to tear the door off its hinges. That’s when the sparks begin to fly from either side of the door, with Drake stumbling backwards, clutching his injured arm and shaking uncontrollably!!

Arthur LaForge: What on earth? Was that door electrified??

Mary DeSue: More shoddy work done by the people who work in the Coliseum, obviously. I don’t know why we even came here.

Arthur LaForge: But the sign’s peeling off the door! I think this was all a set-up!

The camera picks up that the “Custodial Break Room” sign is, indeed, hanging by only one clip now. Behind it, you can clearly see the indicator to the Electrical Room, with a warning not to enter. The door is still sparking slightly, having been rigged in some fashion to deliver a very strong charge.

It looked like a shock that would incapacitate most, but Drake’s still on his feet. He turns to stagger away, still furious… and Peter Vaughn comes flying into the picture, catching Drake with the Revenged!!! The crowd gives a cheer, a strange reaction for Vaughn, but it shows how they feel about the Game Changers. He stands over Drake, who’s rolling on the floor, holding his head. Vaughn pats him quickly on the back.

Peter Vaughn: As it goes in regards to your message last show? Consider this my response.

Drake fights to get back up, wanting to stand again, but Vaughn pulls out a bottle from his pocket, spraying it into Drake’s face. He drops back down, howling, as Vaughn holds up the bottle of Windex, looking at it with a smile, as it was one of his first weapons in the sport. He leans over Drake again.

Peter Vaughn: I’ll see you at Triforce Heroes, Draxey. Oh, and by the way, be careful where you stay for the PPV, and at the arena… because I’ve got connections everywhere.

Vaughn smiles and walks off, as Drake struggles to get back on his feet to chase him, only to fall back to his knees. He’s still feeling the effects of the electric shock to his wet hands,the Revenged, and the blinding spray. All he can do is grimace in rage and wipe at his face, as Vaughn disappears down the hall.

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Courage Championship Ladder Match
Stephen Stratford (c) vs Eli Goode

DING! DING! DING!

The former and current Courage Champion scowl at each other as Referee Pliskin hooks the Courage Title onto the hook that hangs above the ring. The title rises and both competitors start to circle each other. Goode goes to lock up, but Stratford side steps him and pops Goode square in the side of the head with a fist. Goode shakes it off and goes again for a lock up, but Stratford again side steps it. He pops Goode square in the side of the head with his fist again. Goode goes again for a lock up and Stratford side steps and GOODE TACKLES STRATFORD ONTO THE MAT AND STARTS REIGNING RIGHT HANDS ON STRATFORD!!

Arthur La Forge: Eli Goode is showing why he is one of the most highlighted Courage Champions…He never backs down from a fight.

Mary DeSue: Yes. We know. He’s never gonna give you up. Never gonna…

Arthur La Forge: (puts his hand over Mary’s mouth) No…just…no…

After Eli gets his frustrations out he kicks Stratford, while he’s down on the mat, in the side of the ribs. Goode waits for Stratford to start to get back up and Goode rushes him with a shotgun dropkick to the face! Stratford is down on the mat and rolls over onto his stomach to try and push himself up as Goode starts talking down to Stratford. Goode rushes for the ropes and hits “GOOD LORD!” ont Stratford. It’s at this point Eli Goode stops his assault and heads to the outside and grabs a ladder. Stratford starts to get up, but Goode launches the ladder thru the second and third rope and hits Stratford right in the face sending Stratford down to the mat!

Arthur La Forge: He freaking lawndarted him with a ladder!

Mary DeSue: Is that a sex move?

Arthur La Forge: DO NOT GOOGLE THAT FOLKS!

Goode grabs the ladder and holds it up over Stratford, who has his back on the mat, and piledrives it into Stratford’s sternum! Goode grabs the ladder and starts to set it up to go to get the “Courage Title”. As Goode gets up, Stratford grabs the ropes and pulls himself up. Goode is close to the top when Stratford uppercuts the latch that keeps the a-frame in it’s shape on the left side and slides under the ladder and hits the one of the right causing the ladder to go flat and in turn go down with Goode on top of it! Goode crashes chest first onto the ladder and rolls off as Stratford catches his breath and looks down at Goode with contempt. As he does there's a bit of a commotion at the top of the ramp as we see Vhodka Black, power title on her waist, just staring at the ring.

Arthur La Forge: A strategic strike from Stratford has stopped Goode for now!

Mary DeSue: This is why you goody goods that you like always lose Artie…they don’t finish the job. And what’s she doing here?

Arthur La Forge: Vhodka Black and Stephen Stratford have a very complicated history.

Mary DeSue: Why do I get the feeling if I pry further I’m going to get a documentary worth of information I don’t care about?

Stratford grabs the ladder and puts his head into the middle area of it. He waits for Goode to get mostly to his feet and the swing the right part of the ladder into Goods’ body, Left, Right, Left, Right, Spin and the ladder knocks down Goode back down to the mat. Stratford lifts the ladder higher than his head and DVD’s it into Goode’s chest! Stratford picks up Goode. He says something to him and then hits “Halo” sending Goode back first onto the ladder. Stratford unceremoniously kicks Goode off of the ladder and starts to set it up. He starts to climb and he almost gets to the top when Goode yells at him and sweeps the ladder with a low roundhouse kick making the a frame topple with Stratford landing crotch first onto the ring ropes! Eli Goode gets up and rushes forward, hopping over the ladder, and hitting a standing “Goode Deal” to the side of Stratford’s head and both men go tumbling to the outside!

“This is awesome!” CLAP CLAP CLAP!! “This is awesome!” CLAP CLAP CLAP!!{/b]

Arthur La Forge: The Level Up Dogs are in a barking fever of passion over this match! Both of these men, rather you like them or not, are taking the meaning of Courage and living it up to it’s fullest extent. To turn the tide when you need to most. To stand when you can’t even stand.

Mary DeSue: We get it! They both don’t know when to quit!

Both men are on the outside of the ring. Both are taking deep breaths to try and get some much needed oxygen. Goode is the first to get up and grabs Stratford by the head and slams his head into the concrete! Goode gets up and climbs the stairs to the ring and walks onto the apron. Goode decides to leap off of the apron with a diving elbow right into Stratford’s body! Goode gets up, a little worse for wear from the apron dive, and rolls under the ring. Stratford starts to show signs of life as Goode grabs the ladder and starts to set it up in the ring. Goode starts to climb as Stratford gets to his feet and Stratford grabs the ring steps and tosses them into the ladder, hitting Eli Goode square in the back! The ladder tumbles and so does Goode as Stratford gets into the ring and observes the devastation with intuitive thought.

Arthur La Forge: I don’t like this. Stratford’s mind games are not where we want to go in this match.

Mary DeSue: Speak for yourself!

Stratford sets up the ladder in the center of the ring and grabs the ring steps and sets them up near the center of the ring. Goode gets up and starts hitting Stratford with rights and lefts until he gets Stratford to the ropes. Toss into the ropes. Stratford leaps over the stairs and hits the other side. Leaps over the steps again and puts the breaks on as Goode goes for a kick to the gut. Stratford catches Goode’s foot…ENZIGURI!!! STRATFORD LANDS HEADFIRST ON THE STEPS! Goode gets up and calls for “Goode Bye”!! He sets up Stratford into the fireman’s carry, but Stratford starts elbowing Goode in the back of the head. Goode lets go of the fireman’s carry…Kick to the gut…CHIP ON MY SHOULDER INTO THE STEEL STEPS!!!

Arthur La Forge: ACE CUTTER VARIATION INTO THE STEEL STEPS!

Mary DeSue: That clang was so loud they heard it in Ohio!

Stratford gets up first, a cut on his forehead from the enziguri starting to form a crimson mask, and makes his way to the ladder. He starts to climb it. Goode gets up and leaps from the steps to the other side of the ladder and starts to climb up. Both men grab the “Courage Title” and hang on as the ladder falls to one side. Both men are hanging there and start kicking at each other to get the other one to let go of the belt….

Goode falls…

The belt snaps off into Stratfords hands…

Goode lands on the steel steps…

…

“STRATUSPHERE” TO ELI GOODE ON THE STEPS ON THE WAY DOWN FROM THE HOOK!!! SHOOTING STAR PRESS!!

Mr. Rad: Here is your winner…AND STILL COURAGE CHAMPION…STEPHEN STRATFORD!!

Arthur La Forge: What a ladder match! This was a pay per view quality match and it’s not even the big one yet!

Mary DeSue: I gotta admit…Stratford and a ladder actually made Eli look good.

Stratford gets out of the ring clutching the belt as Vhodka Black shows no real emotion at the win and heads to the back. Eli Goode gets up off the steps and slams his fist into the mat. He gets up, frustrated at not regaining his title, as he see’s Stratford heading up the ramp. Stephen Stratfod looks back at him and smiles…until…

Arthur La Forge: What’s he doing here?!

Mary DeSue: Ricci!!

We see Antonio Ricci get into the ring and hit “Coma Toes!” on Eli Goode and Eli Goode lands right on the ring steps again. Ricci gets right into the ringside camera’s view.

Antonio Ricci” What’s say you fight me for a real championship Eli!

Stratford looks curiously as Ricci, who holds up his Omega Title, over a downed Eli Goode

Arthur La Forge: Looks like Ricci wants a piece of Eli Goode!

Mary DeSue: Finally a real title match!

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“The Boss is Back”

As we come back from a commercial break for “Velveeta El Paso Style” cheese we hear “Party Time” by 45 Grave as Trent Steel walks out from the entranceway with a microphone in hand. Trent is wearing his typical gray business suit, white shirt, and tie. His long black hair pulled back in a ponytail. His face covered in bandages still from the glass, but we do notice something is missing. The beard. Trent walks down to ringside and gets in the ring.

Trent Steel: INDIANAPOLIS!! LET ME HEAR YOU MAKE SOME MOTHER F[BLEEP]ING NOISE!!

The Level Up Dogs respond with cheers as Trent lets the fans have their moment.

Arthur La Forge: The Boss Is Back!

Mary DeSue: Great. The guy out of touch with reality who makes decisions has returned.

Trent Steel: This place is a very special place to Level Up fans, and it would be remiss of me not to come out here and say thank you to those of you who came out tonight. I wanted to come out here and clear the air and rather than send out a memo I decided to just let everyone know what’s going on out here in the ring. First off, I want to let everyone know that I hear what you, the audience, has been saying along with them, the talent in the back, and I want you all to understand, sincerely from the bottom of my heart, that I do hear what you are saying. I hear things like Trent Steel doesn’t know what he’s doing. He doesn’t. Yeah, he was a damn good wrestler. Ultraviolent Icon. That doesn’t mean he knows what he’s doing. Video Games and Pro Wrestling. What is wrong with him. He’s ruining the business! He’s killing the sport. He’s making a mockery out of professional wrestling and to those people who think that…In the audience or in the back. You’re all full of sh[bleep]t!

Trent pauses for a moment to let that sink in.

Arthur La Forge: The boss is calling out those who keep wanting to change Level Up’s basic core programing.

Mary DeSue: I mean. Can you blame them?

Trent Steel: For starters, let’s clear something up. I don’t answer to a Board of Directors here like I do my day job. I own this company. It’s a private business. It is mine to do what I want, when I want, and however I want. I could book a pay per view in Milwaukee and have PBR sponsor us and no one can say a damn thing to me about it. Except the fans. Who on Twitch have made us one of the most watched shows on the platform. Because of you fans here and watching online we can keep proving the naysayers wrong. And those who say I’m ruining the business…Most of you have never been in the business. I’m a third generation wrestler and I helped run a promotion for most of my teenage years when I was breaking into the business, but that was a long time ago. Have I made mistakes while running this place? Sure. We’ve had a lot of things go wrong and people say it’s my fault. Go ahead. Blame me. Blame me till your heart’s content. And then I want you to stop making excuses. You’re not in the position you are in because of me. You are in the position you are in because of how you handle the situations that happen to you! I want to show you guys something. It is the most important thing that will be added to our set from here on out.

We see a spotlight hit an exit door to the arena.

Trent Steel: That is always an option for you. I do not give title shots. I do not give anything to anyone but opportunities. If you fail you can either learn from it and do better or you can wallow in self pity like a little b[bleep]! Now, when my family was taken from me and I was handed all of this stock which translated into me becoming an overnight billionaire…I could have went a little nuts. I could have said screw everybody and done whatever I wanted to do. Why not. It’s my money right. Then I thought about you people. The people in the crowd. The people who love this sport and spend their hard earned money to come out to see these live events. If you suddenly lost your job because of someone’s selfishness then that would leave a bitter taste in your mouths. So I’ve been doing this all this time to help those who need their job, but this…Level Up…this is my passion project. This is my real job. Taking outsiders and turning them into new legends. Showing the world that there is no such thing as meaningless violence. This is my legacy…

Trent reaches for something in his pocket, but it isn’t there and we see a scowl on his face.

Trent Steel: So aside from telling my critics to kiss my scarred a[bleep]. There is something else that is going to be addressed. You see. Everyone in the back is like “Trent…I need this.”. “Trent…I need that.”, but no…what you want is a boss to kiss your a{bleep]. That’s not happening, but you think you know better than me what’s good for my company so you decide to attack me? Father…forgive them…they know not what they do. Let me put this to you. Whomever you are, took something that was mine. You don’t want my attention. You don’t want me to focus on you. You THINK that’s what you want, but as many people as I have made stars here in Level Up…I’ve sent ten times more to the retirement home! You put your hands on me. When, not if,...but when I find you…you’re going to return what you took. And you better hope I’m in a damn good mood because if I am even slightly agitated…you’re going to find out why you don’t mess with “The Son Of A B[bleep]!”

“S.O.B!!! S.O.B!!!S.O.B!!! S.O.B!!!S.O.B!!! S.O.B!!!S.O.B!!! S.O.B!!!S.O.B!!! S.O.B!!!”

Arthur La Forge: Traces of the chant of the “Cult of Steel” here in Indy!

Mary DeSue: Cult of what?

Trent Steel: But since you want to stab me where it hurts. I’m gonna take this opportunity to announce a very special match. With a very special prize…

Trent reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a golden stake..

Trent Steel: Remember what I said about opportunities. Right now we know by the end of this show who the three Tri Force Champions going into Tri Force Heroes. These three wrestlers will beat the hell out of each other and the one that wins will get to face “The Final Boss Champion” at our biggest show of the year…”Final Fantasy”, but they have to sacrifice one final thing to get there. Their title. So that begs the question. We’re having number one contenders matches at TFH as well for all three titles. The two champions that don’t win the Tri Force Match will face their number one contenders at FF, but what about the free slot to take on the number one contender for the vacated title. Who should take them on…well it will be the winner of the first ever wrestling match inspired by the NES Classic Castlevania…The match will be called Slam-Lyvania! And the goal is simple…first one to pull this from the heart of Dracula…gets the shot! As well as an extra fifteen thousand dollars from our sponsor for the event. Who is that you ask?

Arthur La Forge: Who could it be?

Mary DeSue: Stamps dot com.

Trent gestures to the tron as suddenly we see the company logo for “Spirit of Halloween” come on and the fans go nuts!

Arthur La Forge: AHHH!!

Mary DeSue: …Okay. That’s f’n cool!

Trent Steel: And the good folks at Spirit have also decided to help out with one more thing. This is going to be our Halloween show this year so expect a lot of costumes, treats, tricks, and everything else at Tri Force Heroes! And if you think you can’t handle it…LEVEL UP YOUR GAME!!

The fans cheer loudly as Trent points to Mary DeSue.

Trent Steel: Hey!

Mary DeSue: I wasn’t drinking it yet!

Trent Steel: Meet me after the show. “Spirit of Halloween” reps want to talk to you about a special cosplay for TFH! Other superstars might want to take advantage of this to! That’s all folks…See you a Tri Force Heroes!

Trent Steel heads to the back as “Party Time” by 45 Grave plays again.

Arthur La Forge: Looks like the boss wants you for a special assignment, Mary.

Mary DeSue: A corporate sponsorship. MY VIEWS ARE GONNA SKYROCKET!!

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Wisdom Title Super Punch Out Match (TKO Match)
Sarah “Dollface” Wolf (c) vs Buster Gloves

The main event buzz dies down as Sarah Wolf holds up her Wisdom Title and hands it to Referee Kirby, as Buster Gloves just glares at Wolf while the ceremonial stuff is going on before the match.

Arthur La Forge: Now this match is called Super Punch Out! In reference to an amazing game where your objective is to knock the opponent out.

Mary DeSue: So basically you can only win by ten count knockout? No rules otherwise…

Arthur La Forge: You got it Lilly dear…

DING…DING…WHAM!!

The match doesn’t even get it’s full ring bells as Gloves just hauls off and chops Dollface right across the chest with a thundering smack! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP! CHOP!

“WOOOooOooOo..”

Buster Gloves responds by giving the crowd a one finger salute as he chops Dollface again! Kick to the gut followed by a stalling brainbuster. Some of the fans cheer this move but Gloves responds by ignoring them instead of doing his usual crowd pleasing antics. He’s focused on making Dollface hurt! He picks up Dollface and hits a sidewalk slam! Gloves heads up top and hits a second rope pinpoint elbow drop right into Dollface’s sternum! Gloves grabs Dollface and picks her up shouting “This is your champion huh?” and hits her with a running lariat!

“BooooOooOooO!!”

Arthur La Forge: Buster is really endearing himself to the fans eh?

Mary DeSue: Why should he? The fans suck.

Gloves picks up Dollface and starts going to town just hitting her over and over again in the ribs with punch after punch to try to wear down her ability to keep her breath. Gloves doesn’t see Dollface reach into her mouth during one of those shots. Gloves rares back to hit Dollface in the face and gets sprayed with “Blacksh!t” for his trouble! Right in the eyes! Gloves is blinded and that’s when Dollface grabs him and tosses him into the corner. Dollface starts unloading left and rights on Gloves body and head. Gloves tries to pull a rope a dope only to get clocked in the knee, on the side, with a shot from Dollface! Dollface grabs Gloves and pulls him forward, hitting a bulldog! Dollface gets behind Buster and slaps him ina katahajime with a body scissors on the mat!

Arthur La Forge: Sarah Wolf seems to be applying the “if he can’t breath he can’t get up” technique!

Mary DeSue: That’s a fetish I didn’t wanna know about…

Dollface eventually lets go of the hold and kicks Gloves in the face. She leans down over him and backhands him in the face, and Gloves reaches up and grabs Dollface and rolls over, putting her on her back and just starts wailing on her with punches! Left, Right, Left, Right, Left, Right, Left, Right…HEADBUTT TO THE FACE FROM DOLLFACE TO GLOVES!! Both wrestlers back away from each other a bit as Gloves holds his nose and see’s a trickle of blood in his gloved hand from his now busted nose. Dollface gets up and motions for Gloves to come on and Gloves obliged by running towards Dollface. Gloves goes for a running knee to the face, but Dollface dodges it and grabs Gloves from behind and hits him with her own knee to the face! Elbow. Fist. Elbow. Fist. Gloves is reeling as Dollface goes for a spinning back fist, but Gloves side steps it and gets in front of Dollface and…THUMB TO THE EYE!

Arthur La Forge: Thumb to the eye!

Mary DeSue: Yeah! If she can’t see! She can’t fight!

Wiping away more blood from his nose Gloves backhands Dollface in the face and then starts going off with shots to the head and ribs again trying to wear her down like this is a shoot fight, but Dollface manages to block some of the shots and get a few in herself. Back and forth the fists, elbows, knee’s, and kicks are flying so fast our cameras can’t really keep up. It finally ends with Gloves coming in with a clothesline to the ribs of Dollface and hooking it to toss her into the turnbuckle post. Knee to the face and Dollface goes down for a moment. Gloves stares at her as Kirby starts a count…

One…

Two…

Dollface starts to get back up as Gloves just smirks, but that smirk goes away when he see’s Vhodka Black walking down to ringside with the power title on her waist. Dollface gets up Gloves charges at her hitting her with double fist strike to the chest, sending her back into the ropes. Gloves grabs Dollface’s right arm, but Dollface rolls with the grab and gets behind Gloves and hits a variation of a german suplex! As Dollface gets back up she see’s Vhodka at ringside and scowls for a moment before returning her attention to Gloves who comes at her with a european uppercut and follows it up with more chops!

Arthur La Forge: And the Power Champion makes her presence known.

Mary DeSue: She’s becoming the new Bert in my a[bleep]!

Gloves keeps hammering away with these chops on Dollface as Stephen Stratford makes his way to ringside carrying the “Courage Championship” on his shoulder. Stephen’s cut has been bandaged up. As he gets to ringside he and Vhodka start bantering back and forth. Gloves yells at both of them and that costs him with a headbutt from Dollface! Inverted Atomic Drop to Gloves. Swinging neckbreaker from Dollface to Gloves. She eyes Stratford and doubles her efforts stomping away on Gloves. As Gloves is getting pummeled he starts grabbing at the tape on his wrists and undoing it! Dollface goes for another stomp and Gloves sweeps her legs out from under her. Gloves quickly tries to mount Dollface and get her into an Ezekial Choke, but before he can lock it in around her head Dollface reaches up and puts the Mandible Claw on Gloves!!

Arthur La Forge: Quick thinking there from Dollface!

Mary DeSue: No fair! That choke would have won!

Gloves let’s go and quickly scampers away before Dollface can lock the nervehold in on him. Dollface charges at Gloves going for a flying lariat, but Gloves grabs the top rope and sends Dollface out to the floor. Stratford is nearest to her and applauds as Gloves heads to the outside. He grabs a steel chair and slams it into Dollface’s head. The shot is heard around the arena as Gloves then picks up Dollface and slams her down onto the outside steel steps. He picks back up the chair and slams it into the steps, sandwiching Dollface’s head in betwix the metal!

CLANG!

CLANG!!!

CLANGGGGGG!!!

Gloves tells Kirby to start his count…

One…

Two…

Arthur La Forge: This could be the shortest Wisdom Title Reign if Sarah can’t get back up!

Mary DeSue: Good! She puts the Flu in Fluke!

Three…

Four…

Five…

Dollface starts to get up and this only infuriates Gloveswho gets back on the offensive going for another chair shot, but Dollface trips up Gloves with a Drop Toe Hold into the steel steps. Gloves grabs his nose and rolls off onto the floor. Dollface glares over a Stratford and over at Black before picking up the steel steps and slamming them into the body of Buster Gloves! She picks up Gloves after hitting him multiple times with the steps and hits a package piledriver slamming Gloves head into the exposed steps! Dollface picks up the steps and tosses them into the ring.

Arthur La Forge: Is it just me or does everyone like to use those things?

Mary DeSue: Step by Step means you’re going to win…if you hit someone with the steps that is.

Kirby goes to start his count…

One…

Two…

Three…

Four…

Gloves starts to get up and when he does Dollface grabs him and whips him into the ring barrier! Running knee to the face, followed by tossing him under the bottom rope into the ring. Dollface grabs the chair. After sliding in she sets up the dented chair in between the second and third turnbuckle. Gloves starts to get up and Dollface kicks him in the gut. DDT INTO THE STEPS!!! Pickup…Slingshot into the chair, sternum first! Gloves falls back and stumbles as Dollface turns him around. “EXOR-KISSED”!!! Followed by “BLACK HAND”!!! Gloves goes down…The hold has him down on the mat. Dollface holds it on and keeps dripping black sh!t out of her mouth onto Buster’s face! After a few moments of struggling Dollface lets Gloves go.

Arthur La Forge: Gloves could have just passed out!

Mary DeSue: Come on Buster!!

One…

Two…

Three…

Four…

Gloves isn’t moving…

Five..

Six…

Seven…

Eight…

Nine…

The camera is focused on Buster Gloves face and we see him cough out the black sh!t onto the mat

TEN!!

Mr. Rad: Here is your winner and STILL LEVEL UP WRESTLING WISDOM CHAMPION…SARAH “DOLLFACE” WOLF!!

Arthur La Forge: What a hard fought match. Nothing either of these wrestlers should be ashamed of.

Mary DeSue: Oh shut up Artie! The real champion has been screwed yet again by all these distractions.

Kirby hands Dollface the Wisdom Title and she’s on her knee’s looking down at the belt as Buster Gloves is checked out by EMT’s. He’s still coughing up a mix of blood and black gunk. His eyes glaring at Dollface. Gloves gets up and heads to the back, infuriated. Vodka Black and Stephen Stratford get into the ring and stare down at Sarah “Dollface” Wolf, who gets to her feet. All three hold up their titles and stare each other down. Sarah gets into the face of Stratford and the two start jawjacking, nose to nose, and Sarah decks Stratford! Stratford backs away as Sarah reaches for her title about to wail on him, but she gets hit from behind by Vhodka Black…who just stands there. Startford stares at Vhodka who is not even noticing him and just keeps staring down at Sarah Wolf…The Battles Lines are drawn…Tri Force Heroes starts now!

Arthur La Forge: We’re all out of time folks, but you can bet one thing. The next time these three see each other…some scores are gonna get settled.

Mary DeSue: Probably the only way any of them will score…so Artie…which cosplay do you think I should go for?
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Credits