EXP 6 Results - Indianapolis, IN (April 20, 2021)

“Who Made Who” by AC/DC plays over the speakers as the cameras move around our live audience, each socially distanced in their own pods but cheering loudly for another night of wrestling inside the Indiana Farmers Coliseum. Pyro blasts on the sides of the stage before the video wall shows…

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BOOTING…

The face of Mr. Rad pops up on the screen, surrounded by a cloud of smoke.

Mr. Rad: Happy 4/20 all you people! As you can see, I’m celebrating by putting images of smoke. I can’t actually partake, I’m a computer program. But I know Bert McAlroy is doing plenty of celebrating for the whole roster!

There are some laughs in the limited audience as we now cut to the commentary team: Arthur La Forge and Mary DeSue.

Arthur La Forge: Do you ‘partake’, Mary?

Mary DeSue: It’s not legal in Indiana, so of course I wouldn’t. Why do you ask? Are you a narc? They could be watching my Instagram feed you know.

Arthur La Forge: You okay? You’re coming off a little paranoid.

Mary DeSue: Paranoid because I’m high? Oh you’d like me to admit to eating two or three edibles backstage before the show, wouldn’t you?

Arthur La Forge: Wouldn’t dream of it. Anyway fans, we’ve got ourselves a huge lineup tonight, as we are two weeks away from Combat Evolved!

Mary DeSue: And my thicc boi is in the main event again, AS HE SHOULD BE.

Arthur La Forge: Yes, and we also have several matches that were handed to us by the Developer, or those who work for him, and we’ll be getting to that later on in the show. But I’m excited for you fans to see what we have in store for you in two weeks!

Mary DeSue: I’m really hungry. You have any singles?

Arthur La Forge: I think they’re doing cashless vendors right now.

Mary DeSue: DAMN IT.

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Teddy Warren vs. Dude WaLuigi

The bell rings as Teddy and D.W. circle each other. Teddy reaches his hand out to shake D.W.'s hand and D.W. looks at the crowd. Some of the more responsive crowd are cheering at the idea, while others are more focused on their bags of...doritos. D.W. smiles and shakes Teddy's hand and the two start off locked up by collar and elbow. Teddy wins the lockup and puts D.W. into a headlock, toss into the ropes, and D.W. hits the bounceback. Powerslam by Teddy to D.W. sending "The Hippie Heartthrob" down on the mat clutching his back. Teddy quickly drops and elbow to the back of D.W.'s neck to keep up the assault before picking up D.W. and setting him up for "The Nut Cracker"!!!

Dude Waluigi: OWWWW WOWWW WOOOWWWW WOOOWWWWW!!!

Arthur La Forge: OOF! Right in the question block!

Mary DeSue: I don’t think Teddy got a one up, but Dude Waluigi just came down from his high for sure!

Teddy, not wanting to take a chance that D.W. will start to make a comeback...stop laughing it could happen, starts going "You Aint So Bad" on D.W.! Jab! Jab! Jab! Fancy footwork that gets a pop from the crowd and WHAMMO! UPPERCUT! D.W. stumbles back into the corner. Teddy charges forward hitting a "Cuddling Moment", splashing D.W. into the corner, and quick as a cat Teddy grabs D.W. and sets him up for "Dropping The Beat"! He hits the Diamond Dust Jaw Breaker and quickly goes for the cover!

One...

Two...

Three!!

Mr. Rad: Here is your winner..."The Lyrical One" Teddy Warren!!

Arthur La Forge: And a win streak of one just started for Teddy Warren here in Level Up Wrestling!

Mary DeSue: He’s so...peppy. I hate him.

Teddy jumps up cheering like he just won "The Final Boss" Title! He gets up screaming and fist pumping on top of the turnbuckle post as "Don't Take Away The Music" by Tavares starts to play. D.W. gets up and the official tells him what's going on. Dude Waluigi sighs, and rolls up his sleeves. He goes over to Teddy and things get tense as D.W. grabs Teddy's arm...AND HOLDS IT UP!! The crowd cheers as the Dude Waluigi shows there are no hard feelings and starts dancing to the music. Teddy starts dancing to...WE GOT A DANCE OFF AS WE CUT BACK TO THE COMMENTATORS!

Arthur La Forge: Now this is a way to kick off the show! Aww yeah!

Mary DeSue: This isn’t DDR...please stop.

Arthur La Forge: You are being really cranky at the moment in your condition you know that?

Mary DeSue: If you ever refer to anything involving a woman as a “condition” again I’ll rip your balls off Artie!


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The Faction vs. The WaLuigis

The bell rings and starting the match off as Waload yells at Giant Waluigi to get in there even though he's scared, while "The Faction" has chosen Drake Wilcox to be the one standing here. The two seven footers stand face to face. Both sizing each other up as the fans in attendance marvel at the sheer size of both of these titans of the ring. WHAM! Drake backheads G.W. and G.W. does what G.W. does best. Scream like a lil bitch! G.W. starts running around the ring and ends up in the corner of "The Faction". ISSAC grabs G.W. by his head and James puts his knee up on the turnbuckle and ISSAC slams G.W.'s face into James' knee! G.W. flies backwards into the waiting arms of Drake who hits a GERMAN SUPLEX WITH A BRIDGE! Cover!

One!

Arthur La Forge: Jeez! This is going really bad for The Waluigis!

Mary DeSue: When has it ever gone good for The Waluigis?

Arthur La Forge: ...True but...

Mary DeSue: Hehehe...butt...

The count is broken up by the greatest hero of all time...WaLink! G.W. darts to the corner and tags in Waluigi Princess while WaLink poses with a gentlemenary bow...ass Drake stands up behind him. WaLink turns and puts up his fists like he's an old timey boxer from a bygone era. Drake kicks WaLink in the gut...JACKKNIFE POWERBOMB TO THE RING BARRICADE ON THE OUTSIDE!!! WaLink drops down, knocked the hell out, like a sack of potatoes. G.W. runs out of the ring as Waluigi Princess is now the legal...erm...Ma'm. Waload is on the outside and trying to get G.W. to get back up in the corner for a tag in. This distracts the official...and Princess Waluigi looks up at Drake and reaches up under her dress.

Arthur La Forge: We’re so losing our Twitch channel for this...

Mary DeSue: What we lose in Twitch we gain in Onlyfans!

Princess Waluigi reaches up and...FREEDOM POWDER...that was meant to go into the face of Drake...but Drake is seven feet tall...The fine white powder, calm down it's 420 not nosecandy day ya philistines, just lands on Drake's chest. Princess Waluigi tries to back away as Drake menaces towards her. She screams out. G.W. see's this and leaps up to the turnbuckle post and she quickly tags G.W. in! G.W. runs forward and he and Drake start trading punches.

Arthur La Forge: And Giant Waluigi overcame his fear!

Mary DeSue: Fear is like, you know, a defense mechanism Artie…

Arthur La Forge: Oh we went from munchies to introspective...

Drake and G.W. keep trading punches, but suddenly Drake has had enough of this and grabs G.W. by the throat with both hands...DOUBLE HANDED CHOKESLAM! Drake then picks up Giant Waluigi over his head! ISSAC reaches out and tags Drake's back and ISSAC gets in the ring. Drake steps up to the top of the turnbuckle post and stands on the ropes. The ring starts to buckle from the weight. Princess Waluigi rushes to WaLink to try and wake him up to help G.W. while Waload screams at G.W.! ISSAC leaps up as Drake tosses G.W...HEADHUNTER!!! HEADHUNTER FROM OVER TWELVE FEET IN THE AIR!!! COVER!!!

ONE!!!

TWO!!!

THREE!!!

Mr. Rad: Your winners as a result of a pinfall and almost breaking the hell out of the ring..."THE FACTION"!!!

Arthur La Forge: “The Faction” dominated that match! And that Headhunter to Giant Waluigi from over twelve feet in the air from Drake throwing G.W. was insane!

Mary DeSue: That’s a lot of beef..heheh...beefy...

James gets into the ring and starts yelling at Drake and ISSAC to pick up G.W...Princess Waluigi gets WaLink awake as Drake and ISSAC double chokeslam G.W.! WaLink reaches into his tunic and pulls out something. He rushes into the ring and tosses the thing into the air...a white bomb?!!! A SMOKEBOMB GOES OFF!! As the smoke hits the ring we see Waload, WaLink, Princess Waluigi, and a disoriented and shambled Giant Waluigi get out of the ring area. As the smoke clears "The Faction'' stand glaring at the entrance way!

Arthur La Forge: I don’t think James Wilcox is happy about this at all. They won, but their prey got away.

Mary DeSue: Maybe he’ll cheer up if he has some brownies...I need some thicc brownies...


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We cut backstage where we see Sidroy Covington the Fourth getting ready for his upcoming match. Wrapping tape around his wrist he sits focused, Barnabus at his side. Suddenly, a knock at the door startles the two. Sidroy nearly jumps from his skin, but quickly tries to compose himself. Barnabus looks at the young man before slowly getting up, adjusting his tie as he does.

Barnabus: You've got to calm down Master Covington, you've been jumpy all day long. I know you're a bit anxious for your Wisdom Championship match, especially considering the other man in the finals is LEGI-

Sidroy Covington IV: I'm FINE Barnabus, I'm not worried about anything. I don't care that I have to face Legi... him. Get the door, Barnabus, I must finish getting ready.

Barnabus does so with a simple shrug, walking off scene. He returns looking bewildered, and when Sidroy looks up his expression clearly mirrors the same.

Sidroy Covington IV: Who was it? What is that in your hands?

Barnabus: Nobody was there. It was just this.

He extends out a hand carved wooden box, simple yet well done. Sidroy ponders for a moment before cracking a sly smile.

Sidroy Covington IV: Ohhh, I know what it is Barnabus! It's that Mary DeSue lass, she must have an eye for me. I've heard the way she speaks of me on commentary, so she must have sent me a present to ask me out on the town. Quite adorable, if you ask me - -

EEEeeeeek!!!![/i]

Sidroy screeches as he pops open the cover, throwing the box to the floor and jumping back out of his chair. The box hits the floor with a loud thud, and out rolls a dead rat. Barnabus is clearly startled and looks at Sidroy who has now climbed onto a different chair to get the high ground. Barnabus slowly approaches the box.

Sidroy Covington IV: Be careful Barnabus, there's some form of beast in that box!

Barnabus: it's ok Master Covington. I believe it's just a rat... And it looks as though it's passed on.

Barnabus bends down and carefully drags the box back, peering inside. He finds a small note which he unfolds and reads cautiously.

Sidroy Covington IV: Wha- what's it say?

Barnabus looks up, bewildered once more.

Barnabus: It just says "Rats All, Folks!".

Sidroy Covington IV: OH sweet G, that's him Barnabus...

Barnabus: Are you okay Master Covington? You, um, you squealed quite heavily.

Sidroy takes a few deep breaths, and finally his ego outweighs his terror as he bravado returns.

Sidroy Covington IV: Yes... Yes I'm quite fine. I did not squeal Barnabus, that was, uh, that was CLEARLY my chair. I only jumped up to protect you from the hidden beast were it not already dead. Get it out of my sight Barnabus, dispose of it! Dispose of it at once!

Barnabus looks to say something but decides against it. He shrugs and kicks the rat into the box, grabbing a towel nearby and wrapping the box carefully inside it and exits the room. Sidroy takes a few deep breaths, looking around the room ashamed and embarrassed. He then kicks the chair he was sitting in.

Sidroy Covington IV: Damn squeaky chair.

Sidroy continues to monitor his locker room cautiously, and the camera slowly pans down to the bottom of the box, where carved we see a familiar "LG" symbol. We return to ringside.

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Adam Miller & Wendy House vs. Sidroy Covington IV & EA Blizzard

The match starts off with Sidroy and EA Blizzard discussing who'd go first while House has decided to go first for her team with Miller. House yells at the corner with EA and Sidroy who turn to her. House makes a rat like face and puts her hands up to her head like mouse ears and taunts Sidroy who charges in and starts swinging at House while EA stays on the outside!

Mary DeSue: Oh real mature, Wendy.

Arthur La Forge: Did what she wanted it to do, threw Sidroy off his game.

Mary DeSue: A little early to say that for sure.

Sidroy's wild swings as House keeps backing up from him as House kicks him in the gut. Single Arm DDT to Sidroy. House doesn't stop there by dropping and elbow to the back of his head and then ruffing up his hair! Sidroy gets up and goes to his House with a clothesline, but she ducks it and grabs Sidroy from behind. Back Suplex into a roll up!

One!

Sidroy kicks out immediately and rolls out of the ring to collect himself for a moment. House looks over at EA and waves at him, while EA just scowls with contempt in her general direction. House runs and leaps over the ropes going for a suicide dive to the outside but she's caught by Sidroy and he spins around powerbombing House into the barricade of the outside. Sidroy, happy he has stopped this besmirchment, tosses House back into the ring under the ropes.

Arthur La Forge: Sidroy can have a mean streak when he wants to.

Mary DeSue: I like it!

Sidroy picks up House and places her into an abdominal stretch, all the while taunting her back for making fun of him. House howls out in pain, but also is...laughing at Sidroy. Which of course only infuriates the "Ever Fortunate" even further as he brings his elbow into the ribs of House as he lets go of the stretch. EA Blizzard applauds Sidroy's move and Sidroy bows slightly to EA as he grabs House and hits her with a jumping knee strike! Sidroy picks up House and hits her with a standing headbutt sending her down to the mat again, while Miller starts slapping the turnbuckle post. He's trying to rally House to tag him in. Sidroy grabs House, who is wobbling around a bit, and goes to the ropes...and turns and hits Miller in the face with a European Uppercut! Miller isn't gonna take this and gets into the ring, prompting the ref to hold him back as Sidroy charges forward hitting House with a "Pele Kick"! He drags House to the corner and slaps her into a ankle lock hold. House screams out as EA just laughs maniacally at her as House howls in pain. Sidroy wrenches the hold hard when House starts to pull herself up. FLIP OVER! Sidroy slams into his corner hitting EA off of the apron! House rolls on the mat and starts crawling towards her corner. Sidroy gets up and sees it and grabs her ankle again. Enzuigiri from House! Hot Tag to Miller!

Arthur La Forge: Miller’s been waiting to get into the ring for this and here he comes!

Mary DeSue: Oh yay. Joy. Rapture.

Miller comes in like a house of fire and starts wailing on Sidroy and tosses him into the ropes. He looks to be setting up Sidroy for a back body drop, but Sidroy puts the breaks on, drops backfirst on the mat, and slaps the taste out of Miller's mouth! Sidroy kips up and grabs Miller from behind! Release German Suplex into his team's corner and Sidroy quickly tags in EA Blizzard! EA and Sidroy grab Miller and toss him into the ropes. Big Boot and Legsweep combo from the two as Sidroy exits for a moment as EA grabs Miller and hits and Atomic Drop followed by a Lariat! House starts hitting the turnbuckle pad to try and hype up the crowd and Miller as EA looks over at her and points to her and then at Miller. He picks up Miller and hits "It Rolls Downhill"!!! Sidroy applauds EA, who returns the bowing gesture from earlier. He picks up Miller and goes for "Crunch Time"! Squeezing the life out of Miller as he positions Miller with the Bear Hug submission to taunt and torment House...well Miss Wendy has had enough of this B.S. from EA! She gets in the game and runs in dropkicking E.A. in the back! Sidroy gets into the ring and mayhem and bedlam reign! Sidroy and House start wailing on each other with rights and lefts, while the audience starts chanting "Rat! Rat! Rat!" which Sidroy responds by making a rather rude gesture towards the fans and House kicks him in the gut. DDT! While down on the mat EA starts to get up, but he gets grabbed by Miller. CROSSFACE!!! House goes to get back out of the ring, but Sidroy leaps up and grabs her from behind. GERMAN SUPLEX OVER THE ROPES TO THE OUTSIDE HITTING THE BARRICADE! The ref is distracted by this and yells out to House to see if she's okay. Sidroy grabs the briefcase from his corner. He brings it down on Miller's head and then slides out of the ring breaking the hold. EA Blizzard gets up and grabs Miller..."The Industry Standard"! The ref turns his attention back to the action. Cover!

One...

Two...

House starts to get up and see what's going on with Miller...

Three!!

Mr. Rad: The winners of this match as a result of a pinfall...Sidroy Covington The Forth and E.A. Blizzard!

Arthur La Forge: I think Sidroy let that rat business get to him...but if he has an aggressive streak like this against LEGION, it’s gonna be a war!

Mary DeSue: I have absolutely no idea who will win that, but I’m also interested in seeing if EAB and Wendy can finally go one on one!

EA and Sidroy exit the ring, with Sidroy handing EA his briefcase. House goes to check on Miller and we see her turn her attention to EA. Both lock eyes on a split screen shot on the camera. This isn't over by a long shot!

Arthur La Forge: Yeah, they’re gonna meet up at some point and it’ll be interesting to see how that goes down.

Mary DeSue: EA Blizzard wins. Flawless Victory.


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Magdalena Lockheart vs. Brandon Hendrix

Mary DeSue: I hope everyone knows, I put in a complaint to the Developer about the number of spooky people they allow here.

Arthur La Forge: Hendrix is certainly an oddball.

Mary DeSue: Don’t let him hear you! I don’t want that guy over here!

Both fighters are in the ring now that the ad break is over and the bell rings. The match begins with Magdalena, the final boss of Level Up, instantly going on the attack against the much larger Hendrix, leaping at him and starching the side of his head with fierce forearm shots. She manages to drive him into the ropes, before backing up and charging in to go for a clothesline but Hendrix meets her with a thunderous big boot that floors the champ!! He stays on the attack, lifting her to her feet and then over his head in a military press! He drops the champ unceremoniously, letting her crash and bounce off the mat.

Arthur La Forge: It says a lot about Hendrix that he’s able to take it to the champion here.

Mary DeSue: He’s a lot bigger than she is!

Arthur La Forge: Well there is that. Maggie’s had a rough series of shows, mostly thanks to Don Tirri. You have to wonder if he’s in her head a little bit.

Mary DeSue: Totally is, Artie. Rent-free.

Hendrix waits for Magdalena to get up, before snatching her around the throat, and tossing her into the nearest corner! Hendrix is on her instantly, chucking bombs up into her midsection and face as Maggie does her best to keep her guard up. Hendrix then whips her into the opposite corner and pursues, leaping and nailing the smaller fighter with a leaping corner splash Magdalena is almost out on her feet as Hendrix whips her into the ropes, catching her on the rebound with a thunderous spinebuster!! He goes for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!!

NO! Maggie kicks out!

Arthur La Forge: The champion is taking some punishment but I think The Last of Us proved that it takes a lot to keep her down.

Mary DeSue: She’s already beaten one spooky guy!

Arthur La Forge: Yeah and LEGION looked unstoppable. But we saw what lengths she would go to in order to win.

Mary DeSue: Hendrix is bigger than Legion though.

Arthur La Forge: That’s also true.

Hendrix gets to his feet, backing the ref into a corner and screaming at him about the slow count. As he turns around, the champ has found her second wind and charges in to nail Hendrix with 7 seconds to the end! But Hendrix pops right back up from the kick, seemingly unphased!! He swings at Maggie but she ducks, and comes firing back with a series of shin kicks and a thundering european uppercut!! Hendrix snatches her by the throat once more but Magdalena has it scouted and as soon as Hendrix lifts her, she manages to get free and takes Hendrix down to the mat and locks in a crossface!!

Mary DeSue: Oh come on, this fiend gonna tap out?

Arthur La Forge: That’s what Maggie’s hoping for!

Mary DeSue: I don’t see it happening, but my vision is kinda blurry.

Arthur La Forge: Good lord, Mary, stop with the gummies.

Mary DeSue: I don’t have a CLUE what you’re talking about.

Hendrix bellows in pain and frustration but refuses to tap. He begins to drag himself to the ropes, eventually getting there and snatching onto the bottom rope! Maggie doesn’t break the hold until the ref reaches four! She begins to stalk Hendrix now as he pulls himself up on the ropes. He does not get the chance though as suddenly Maggie charges in and nails Black Legacy!! Hendrix’s head spikes into the mat and he goes still as Maggie rolls him over and goes for the pin, hooking both legs!!

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!

Mr. Rad: And the winner of the match is your Final Boss Champion, Magdalena Lockheart!

Arthur La Forge: Brandon Hendrix looked good for a bit but that Black Legacy is dangerous.

Mary DeSue: Doesn’t matter how big you are, we’re all the same size when our heads are spiked into the mat. Or something.

Arthur La Forge: Hendrix will bounce back, I’m sure. As for Maggie, we’ll see her later tonight as she’s been named the guest referee for the main event!

Mary DeSue: Hopefully I sober up by then.

Arthur La Forge: Do what now?

Mary DeSue: NOTHNG!

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Larry Tact vs. Eli Goode

As we come back from an ad break, Larry Tact is already in the ring and Eli Goode is just now making his way in, taking precaution to keep his eye on Tact. Goode’s arm is in a cast after the events of EXP 5.

Mary DeSue: I can’t believe Goode agreed to take this match.

Arthur La Forge: Well he initially thought he’d be getting some payback on Jack Michaels, but Jack was fired for his actions last show.

Mary DeSue: About time. That guy was a danger to himself and others.

Arthur La Forge: It denies Eli his revenge but the rumor mill says they’ve already made up, somehow.

Mary DeSue: I liked Eli back when he was a troll.

Arthur La Forge: Of course you did. Anyway, When Jack was fired, Bryan Ford left as well, as he said he was only here to finally take on Jack one-on-one. So the Developer turned this into a singles match.

Tact attempts to grapple with Goode right away, but Goode smartly avoids being grabbed and continues to pace around his opponent. Eventually Tact does go for a collar-and-elbow tieup, but even that is hampered by Goode’s forearm being in a cast. He’s backed up into the corner and the referee alerts Tact to get Eli out of there. Surprisingly, Tact does, as he seems to think he’ll have the advantage with a weakened Goode. They lockup again and Eli grabs the wrist and applies a standard wristlock, but Tact is able to bend at the bad arm and reverse it, transitioning into a hammerlock.

Arthur La Forge: Right away we see that Eli’s arm is going to be a detriment until it heals, but he has refused to take time off.

Mary DeSue: Which isn’t smart at all but hey, it’s his arm.

Arthur La Forge: Can only hope Tact doesn’t decide to cause any more damage, but that thing is definitely a target.

Tact has the good arm tied up but Eli uses his speed to quickly get a go behind and reverse it, holding Tact in a hammerlock with one arm. Tact gives a simple back elbow to break that and Goode staggers a few steps backward. Tact takes advantage and then applies a side headlock, which Goode slips out of and pushes him toward the ropes. As Tact comes back he flattens Goode with a simple shoulderblock. He actually waits for Eli to get up, but then hits a toe kick to the abdomen and then another to the head to stagger him.

Arthur La Forge: Tact is smart to take advantage of Goode’s lack of recovery here.

Mary DeSue: And Goode’s dumb to still be wrestling. I’m sure they could have thrown WaLuigi Goode at him instead.

Arthur La Forge: They have one of those?

Mary DeSue: I dunno, probably! Carry on my wayward waaaaah…

Tact tosses Eli into the ropes but Goode comes back and catches him with a snap hurricanrana, showing that his legs are still working! Tact nearly flies out of the ring from the velocity of it, but catches himself in the ropes and gets back to his feet. Goode closes in while Tact is in the corner, but Tact kicks him in the arm and then grabs him by the head, ramming him into the top turnbuckle. He then punches him hard in the face before stomping away at his midsection. Tact walks away, thinking he has a moment to take a breather, but Goode pulls himself up with one arm and pushes up top, before jumping off the second turnbuckle with a shotgun dropkick!

Arthur La Forge: I guess that’s why Eli took the match!

Mary DeSue: Guy’s nuts! He’s as nuts as the guy that broke his arm!

Arthur La Forge:And Tact is not happy that he’s getting shown up right now.

Tact staggers up to his feet only to catch a punch from Eli, who hits another for good measure. Tact moves away and goes to the apron but Goode is quick to chase after him, grabbing him by the head and trying to pull him in, but Tact grabs the bad arm and drops down to the floor, yanking it across the top rope! Eli bounces back and grips his arm in pain and Tact does a slight victory job before rolling back in and stomping away at him. He then ties up Eli’s arm in the ropes and pulls against it, with the casted forearm pressing right into the cable. The referee warns Tact again so he lets go, but then boots Goode in the head and knocks him to the floor.

Mary DeSue: See? The arm is a target.

Arthur La Forge: Yeah, you can’t blame Tact for going after a weakness that Goode handed him, but I kinda feel bad for the guy.

Mary DeSue: Weren’t you just on his case before?

Arthur La Forge: Yeah but, he’s apologized. Seems like he got humbled two weeks ago.

Eli has his good arm on the steps and is beginning to push himself up, but Tact comes over and slams his face against them to stop that. He then rolls Goode back inside the ring and starts to pick him up. Goode elbows him in the ribs but Tact gets a kneelift. He hoists Goode up and hits a body slam, then heads up top, and it looks like he might be looking for ‘Dive to Blue’! He jumps off, but Goode rolls out of the way and all of Tact’s body weight comes crashing down on his own arm!

Arthur La Forge: Seems like things are even now!

Mary DeSue: I hardly think Tact broke his arm.

Arthur La Forge: But it’s probably hurting, which is all Eli might need.

The two both get up slowly, and Goode begins to deliver a series of punches with the unbroken arm. He tries for an Irish Whip and Tact reverses, but Goode comes off the ropes and hits a Sling Blade! Tact is up and staggers into the turnbuckle and Goode runs in...another shotgun dropkick propels Tact backward just as he was walking out! Goode is up and looks like he wants a corner splash, but Tact catches him and HITS THE HUMBLING URANAGE! Goode fell down on the back of his head! Tact covers!

One!

Two!

Eli’s foot is on the ropes!

But THREE! The referee didn’t see it!

Mr. Rad: Uhh, I guess the winner is LARRY TACT!

Arthur La Forge: Eli hit his head hard, still had enough wherewithal to get a foot on the rope but somehow the referee missed it!

Mary DeSue: I don’t think Tact minds either way, he’s already rolled out of the ring!

Goode lies there for a moment, with his foot still on the ropes, before waving the referee over and pointing out that fact. The referee implores him that he didn’t see it, and Goode is now up and arguing with him. He looks like he wants to strike the referee, but calms down and leaves the ring. As he heads to the back, the camera picks him up saying that he plans to ‘talk to someone in charge about this’.

Arthur La Forge: Goode probably shouldn’t have lost so quickly there, but referees aren’t immune to mistakes.

Mary DeSue: I’m sure Larry doesn’t think it’s a mistake!

Arthur La Forge: Yeah, he needed the win, but you gotta believe this isn’t over. We’ll try to get you an update later on in the night!

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Bert McAlroy vs. Jenny

When we come back, Jenny and Bert McAlroy are both in the ring, with Bert being checked by the referee for any foreign objects. He finds a baggie in the waistline of his tights, which appear to be...gummies?

Mary DeSue: Those are mine! He stole them!

Arthur La Forge: And what are they?

Mary DeSue: My candy! My um...special candy! TOSS THEM TO ME, REF!

Arthur La Forge: Oh lord…

The referee instead tosses the baggie over to the timekeeper and the match begins. Bert attempts a waistlock but Jenny hooks the wrist and goes behind with a hammerlock. Bert keeps moving around but can’t get out of it, so he tries to hook the head and she reverses to a reverse waistlock. He has the height advantage for once, so he’s able to pivot his hips and flip her over, but she lands on her feet...then waves at him.

Mary DeSue: Ugh, this bitch.

Arthur La Forge: Which one are you referring to?

Mary DeSue: I don’t know. One is a creep and the other stole my edi...gummies.

As if to disorient him more, Jenny simply rolls outside the ring and begins to skip along the perimeter, having no intention of playing any other time than when she wants to. She finally gets in the ring and a frustrated Bert moves in for the tie-up and she stomps on the foot, then kicks the shin and when he hunches over, delivers the point of her elbow to the back of his neck. She adds a dropkick for good measure, before grabbing the wrist and trying to throw him to the turnbuckle. He reverses in mid-throw, so she steps up to the second turnbuckle and leaps off, catching Bert with a Jennycanrana! She hooks the leg!

One!

Two--no! Bert kicks out.

Arthur La Forge: Bert has shown his tendency to take a lot of abuse so it might still be...where are you going?

Mary DeSue: [inaudible]

Arthur La Forge: Put your headset back on and get over here! Nobody can hear you!

As Mary begins sneaking her way to the timekeeper, the action continues in the ring. Jenny interlocks her hands with Bert’s and then springs up the ropes, but as she’s up top, Bert yanks down hard and she lands split-legged across the top rope, which hurts a woman just as much as it would a man. Bert then climbs up to the top himself and hits a sloppy diving clothesline, which knocks Jenny down onto the apron and then the floor. She lands right in front of Mary, who scurries back to the announce table. Jenny gets back on the apron and Bert goes over to retrieve her, but she responds with shoulder thrust to the abdomen, ducks under the top rope and bounces into latch onto the head of Bert with a modified Bow Down! She turns him over and covers!

One!

Two!

Thr...No! He kicks out, even after being spiked on his head.

Mary DeSue: What a match, huh?

Arthur La Forge: Failed to get your candies?

Mary DeSue: I don’t know what you’re talking about. I was here the whole time. Are you on drugs?

Arthur La Forge: Someone at the booth is…

Bert sits in the corner, attempting to shake out the cobwebs, and Jenny runs over, grabbing onto the ropes and begins stomping in a way that can almost be described as running in place. She then picks him up and tosses him to the other side, but as she runs in he gets his knees up into her face. She then rushes in and jumps up for a Jennycanrana, but Bert hangs on, steps forward, then drops her back face-first into the top turnbuckle! She staggers out and then Bert hits her Gert Bert’d superkick! He falls down into a cover!

One!

Two!!

Thr--No! She kicks out and he can’t believe it!

Arthur La Forge: Bert McAlroy pulled together a string of offensive moves, along with his signature, but Jenny is still in this!

Mary DeSue:Yeah, yeah, whatever.

Arthur La Forge: You know, no one is gonna say anything if you just go get your edibles.

Mary DeSue: Edibles? Yes, candy is edible, Artie. What a weird way to describe them.

With Jenny lying on the canvas, Bert rolls out to the apron and waits for her to get up. It looks like he wants his forearm, even though he hasn’t had much success with it in the past. Jenny gets up, groggy and Bert comes in with GIVE HER THE BERT! It actually connects! He gets up and yells out ‘Yeah Bitch!’ He then lifts her up and gets her in position for the McAlDestroyer, but she backdrops him out of it. As he gets up she grabs up round the neck for the Crowning, but turns that into a backslide!

One!

Two!

No, she flips out of it, charges forward right into the right position for Bert, who then flips over himself with the McalDestroyer! The Queen Machine lands right on her crown! Bert covers!

One!

Two!

Three!!!

Mr. Rad: Your winner of the match is..BERT MCALROY!

Arthur La Forge: What a nice sequence that was! Jenny thought she was out of danger, rushed in and McAlroy caught her with his destroyer!

Mary DeSue:Yeah, yeah…

Arthur La Forge: Oh lighten up.

Bert rolls out of the ring and gets his baggie from the timekeeper, and as he walks by the announce table, he sees Mary and walks over, handing the bag over to her. But not before he grabs a few of the gummies and pops them in his mouth in celebration!

Mary DeSue: Well...thanks…

Arthur La Forge: Those were never yours, were they?

Mary DeSue: You can’t prove that.

Arthur La Forge: And Bert gave them to you because he’s a nice guy, didn’t he?

Mary DeSue: You can’t prove that either!

Arthur La Forge: Maybe next time you should just ask instead of stealing from him before the show starts.

Mary DeSue: Save the lessons, Mr. Rogers. And before you ask, you CAN’T have one.

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LEGION vs. Lex Collins

The lights dim, and "One Finger And A Fist" by Drowning Pool erupts at ear-splitting volume over the arena sound system, getting an ear-splitting huge pop from the female fans in attendance. Lex Collins bursts through the curtain and sprints towards the ring. Midway there, Lex stops and shrugs out of his Brutal Apparel hoodie, tossing it into the crowd. He pauses for a few selfies with fans before hopping up on the apron and wiping his feet. Grinning at the crowd, he presses his right fist over his heart to a huge pop before turning and springing over the rope.

Arthur La Forge: Well, here comes Lex Collins, ready to face one of his toughest challenges in Level Up to date.

Mary DeSue: LEGION is a scary mofo and Lex just straight up challenged him!

Arthur La Forge: Yeah that’s the kind of guy Lex is. He runs headlong into the fight.

After Lex’s music fades, Black Sabbath’s Shadow of the Wind cuts straight into the first verse. As all eyes sweep to the entrance Legion walks out into the light, only his usual entrance attire and face paint have been forsaken for a tailored suit and slicked back hair. His right hand is covered in a cast. In his left is a microphone. As he lifts it to the mouth the music fades out.

LEGION: The Man Without Fear. Isn’t that what they used to call you, Lex?

Back in the ring, Lex is standing by the ropes, eyes cast up the aisle.

LEGION: I wanted nothing more than to test the limits of your old moniker here tonight in Indianapolis. Unfortunately, as you can see, my hand was broken a few days ago and the doctor backstage won’t clear me to fight. But fret not. I’ve asked one of my followers from UPRISING to come take my place.

Legion steps aside and holds an arm out. On cue massive man lumbers out of the back. He’s dressed as one of Legion’s Nameless Ghouls, complete with mask and cassock. He’s much taller than Legion and built like a truck. In the ring Lex is waving him into the ring while taking a few steps back to ready himself.

Arthur La Forge: This is ridiculous! LEGION is supposed to be the big bad and he skips out because of a boo boo?

Mary DeSue: I mean, are you really gonna question him?

Arthur La Forge: Eli Goode was just out here wrestling with a broken arm!

Mary DeSue: And he lost!

Legion and his Ghoul walk down the aisle only to the sound of a cacophony of boos from the crowd. Upon reaching the ring, Legion moves around, sticking to the outside, while the Nameless grabs a rope, pulls himself up to the apron, and steps through into the ring. Once inside he grabs the collar of his garb and pulls it off, revealing chiseled muscles. After tossing the cassock outside he removes the mask, revealing his identity as UPRISING’s own, the Enigma.

With both men ready, the time keeper rings the bell.

Arthur La Forge: Well here we go, Lex does not seem happy by this turn of events.

Mary DeSue: Sucks to be him! This guy might even be scarier!

Both men circle one another slowly, sizing one another up. Lex shoots in and locks in a collar and elbow. He tries to push Enigma back into the corner but the bigger man doesn’t budge. Instead, Enigma throws his weight forward, sending Lex flying back into the ropes, then charges like a rhino. Lex ducks a lariat and moves quickly across the ring, bounces off the opposite ropes, and flies toward Enigma as he spins around. Flying Knee… NO! Enigma grabs him in mid-air, walks him to the ring of the ring, and SLAMS him down on the canvas!
Arthur La Forge: Whoever this Enigma is, he’s a behemoth.

Mary DeSue: Enigma is a mystery..hehehehe..

Arthur La Forge:This is serious. Please stay focused.

Enigma hits the ropes, runs back, and leaps up to deliver a splash but Lex rolls out of the way at the last second and scurries to a nearby corner to get to his feet. Enigma slams his hand angrily on the mat before getting up on one knee just in time to receive an enzuigiri that snaps against the back of his head. Lex spins around and jumps to his feet expecting to see the monster of a man flat on the canvas, but instead he sees Enigma still on one knee, with his weight supported by his hand on the mat.

Lex turns and bolts toward the ropes, bounces off and then jumps through the air to hit a second enzuigiri! This one topples the giant over who lands flat on his back. Lex stands and holds his arms out to play to the crowd. Outside the ring Legion is yelling at his replacement to get up.

Mary DeSue: LEGION is not happy with his guy for getting his butt handed to him!

Arthur La Forge: And if there’s a guy you don’t want mad at you, it’s the Devil in Black.

Lex flips Legion off before bending down to grab Enigma by the head. Slowly he turns the big man over then pulls him up to his feet. After a wave of his hand he pulls his opponent’s head into a front face lock and, with a snap, drives his head straight into the canvas for a stiff DDT. The impact shakes the ring as Lex jumps back up to his feet. He rolls Enigma over for the pin!

1…2…NO! Legion is screaming from the outside as Enigma barely kicks out in time. Lex slaps his hand three times while looking at the referee who shrugs off the complaint. He stands up and runs to the nearby ropes. As he bounces off, he suddenly realizes Enigma has jumped up to his feet and is running straight at him. Lex dives out of the way and Enigma misses what would have been a devastating spear. He goes through the ropes and lands hard on the outside.

Arthur La Forge: This is why Lex Collins is a veteran who’s held gold everywhere he’s been.

Mary DeSue: He does seem to have the advantage here.

Arthur La Forge: Yes. And assuming he can get behind this big guy, he’ll probably be champion sooner rather than later. Perhaps sooner if LEGION ends up with the Wisdom title.

Lex, seeing an opportunity, runs across the ring, springs off the ropes, and charges ahead to leap over the top rope just as Enigma gets to his feet! He lands a cross body splash, sending Enigma back first to the floor. The referee immediately begins counting as Lex gets back to his feet on the outside.

Legion trades insults with Lex as the two men stand a few feet apart, distracting the Sin City Saint from seeing Enigma standing behind him. The big man hits Lex with an axe handle from behind, sending him stumbling forward, past Legion, and into the steel post.

Arthur La Forge: Have to keep your head on a swivel in this thing and LEGION knew exactly what he was doing.

Mary DeSue: I think LEGION always knows what he’s doing.

Arthur La Forge: May be. But Lex has yet to be pinned in singles competition for a reason.

Legion is laughing over Lex as Enigma picks the smaller man up with ease and throws him into the ring. The referee waves off the count at seven when the monster man rolls in and stands. He picks Lex up by the hair and pulls himself to a corner where he repeatedly slams the man’s face into the turnbuckle. He then seizes Lex by the throat and lifts him into the air before turning to throw him halfway across the ring. Lex lands and skids a few feet before grabbing at his back.

Arthur La Forge: Did you see that power!?

Mary DeSue: You think The Developer is going to sign the big guy?

Arthur La Forge: I’d fear for the safety of Level Up if he did.

Legion screams FINISH HIM from the outside. The monster finds Lex, hoists him to his feet, and seizes the man by the throat before lifting him up into the air for his finisher—QUESTIONS & ANSWERS. BUT before he can drop the sitout chokeslam Lex comes to and begins punching him in the face. At first Enigma seems unfazed but quickly the blows add up and the big man’s grip loosens. Lex lands on his feet and, after ducking a wild swing of Enigma’s massive arm, he grabs the limb and, using the momentum, sends them both to the mat with the arm locked between Lex’s legs.

WRECKAGE! Lex locks in the armbar and immediately the big man begins screaming from the pain. The referee is right there, asking if he wants to give up. Legion reacts quickly by jumping up on the apron and begins yelling, drawing the ref’s attention away. As the two argue over by the ropes Enigma begins tapping. Lex turns to yell at the ref but fails to get his answer. After several seconds Lex let’s go of the hold and hurries to grab the referee, spinning him around by the collar of his shirt.

Mary DeSue: What is with the referees tonight?

Arthur La Forge: Maybe they also got into Bert’s supply.

Mary DeSue: MY supply, you mean.

Arthur La Forge: Either way, awful situation for Collins, who had the match won only for LEGION to steal it from him.

Enigma is up, holding his left arm which seems to be hanging from his shoulder. Nonetheless he charges forward. Legion drops out of the way at the last second as Enigma smashes Lex into the ref, who goes tumbling to the canvas.

Lex turns around and hits Enigma with one of his finishers, BRICKS—a hard right hook which sends Enigma stumbling backward in a daze. Lex shakes some pain from his hand before grabbing the big man by the arm and throwing him into the nearest corner. He then raises a hand as he hurries to the opposite corner to deliver Systematic Breakdown 2.0.

Arthur La Forge: If Lex hits this, it’s all over!

Mary DeSue: I’m still surprised Bricks didn’t automatically KO the big Enigma guy!

LEGION recognizes what’s about to happen and climbs up on the apron. Lex catches him in the corner of his eye and turns, but fails to see that cast-covered first coming at him. Plaster explodes in the air and Lex is sent stumbling forward, blinded by the powdery substance. Legion drops down to the floor holding his hand and yelling through the pain. He then hurries around the ring and orders Enigma to take out Lex.

Enigma shakes the cobwebs from his head and rumbles forward and with his one good arm delivers a hamfist into the side of Lex’s head, sending him down to the mat. Meanwhile Legion is on the apron, untying the pad from the turnbuckle, and rips it off to expose the metal bolt holding the ropes together.

Arthur La Forge: He’s looking to take out Lex permanently!

Mary DeSue: Guess that’ll teach people not to call out LEGION. He doesn’t seem to like that.

Enigma drags Lex over to the corner while Legion drops down just as the referee begins to stir on the other side of the ring. By the back of the head Enigma starts to drive Lex’s face straight into the exposed metal but the Sin City Saint blocks it with a foot on the lower turnbuckle! He then turns and sends several strong fists into the bigger man’s face, driving him back one step, then two.

Enigma is dazed! Lex then turns to climb the rope, possibly to deliver WRONG WAY KID! He starts to climb but is stopped when two huge arms wrap around him. He lifts Lex into the air from behind until he’s looking out at least eight feet in the air! Lex is fighting the grip around his waist but he can’t free himself before Enigma drives him forward in a vicious wheelbarrow facebuster straight into the exposed turnbuckle bolt!

Arthur La Forge: Oh...oh God.

Mary DeSue: He might have cracked his skull!

Arthur La Forge: That man has a family, come on!

Lex crumbles into the corner. Spots of blood are already seen collecting on the mat. Enigma then grabs one of his opponent’s legs and drags his limp body into the middle of the ring before flipping him over to reveal a massive cut across Lex’s forehead. Enigma drops down and covers.

The referee stumbles to his feet and, seeing the pin, takes two steps forward before falling to the mat. He raises his hand and brings it down to the canvas once, twice, three times! The ref rolls over to wave at the timekeeper, who rings the bell three times.

Mr. Rad: Your winner is...um...does this count for LEGION or his big guy?

Arthur La Forge: To answer the AI’s question, this likely won’t go into the record books. Lex may have agreed to fight him but Enigma isn’t a contracted Level up wrestler.

Mary DeSue: LEGION should get the win. It’s his proxy!

Arthur La Forge: LEGION worked almost harder than Enigma to get Enigma the win but I can’t see the Developer letting these actions go unpunished.

Legion rolls into the ring and stands. Holding his broken hand he walks over to Lex who is completely unconscious. The Devil In Black bends down and dips two fingers in the blood spurting from Lex’s forehead. He then uses it to draw an L and G cross on the Sin City Saint’s chest.

Arthur La Forge: Well that’s disgusting. We get rid of one psycho and we still have this one.

Mary DeSue: I feel bad for Lex. He might be seriously hurt.

Arthur La Forge:Our medical team is cautiously approaching the ring, and we will try to give you an update on the status of Mr. Collins as soon as we can.

Mary DeSue: Meanwhile...look at LEGION...

Before cutting away, Legion gets back to his feet and, with the remaining blood on his fingers, marks his forehead like a Catholic on Ash Wednesday while cackling madly.

Arthur La Forge: God, do we have to see this? Cut backstage, cut to anything!

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Backstage, we see Antonio Ricci warming up for his match. He throws one last roundhouse kick, knocking a bottle of water off of some equipment crates. The cheap plastic bottle shatters causing water to splash everywhere. Ricci sees the camera crew and motions for them to come over. Lenny Brasco gets his microphone ready, but Ricci swipes the microphone from Brasco.

Antonio Ricci: “Go away, little man. I don’t need you telling everyone to order the new “Count Coma” Antonio Ricci shirt available at LevelUpShop.com for the low, low price of $24.95. Go.”

Ricci faces the camera before continuing.

Antonio Ricci: At Combat Evolved, I once again go one on one with Bert MacAlroy. Say what you will about that annoying little ankle biter, he may be one of the toughest son of a bitches that I have ever met. I have to give credit where credit is...

Ricci lets his last word trail off. As if on cue, Bert walks into the shot obnoxiously taking a hit from a vape pen and listening to Ricci. When he stops, Bert motions with a free hand to keep going.

Antonio Ricci: Nice vape. What flavor is that? Fuckboy?

Bert lets out a soft laugh, before blowing the cloud directly up into Ricci’s face.

Bert McAlroy: Green Apple, actually. But hey, keep kissin my ass. It was a nice change from “GRRR ME MAD ME WIN BUT OLD TIRRI MAN GET TITLE SHOT AAARRGH”

To accompany his caveman tone, Bert makes stiff movements with his arms akin to the Frankenstein monster.

Antonio Ricci: Cute. But even you have to agree with me that he doesn’t deserve that shot. Lex Collins, LEGION, myself… shit, even you deserve that shot more than he does.

Bert shrugs a moment, considering. He takes one more hit, before respectfully blowing the sick cloud off camera.

Bert McAlroy: I don’t think its up to me, yo. Every company is gonna get those “what the fuck?” title matches. Hell, I got to see Jack Michaels leap frog a whole roster to lose to Ken Davison. So..like, I guess old broke dudes got some special front of the line passes, yo.

Bert grins, suddenly motioning between the two of them.

Bert McAlroy: Did we just become best friends?!

Instead of the expected Step-Brothers, ‘YEP!” Ricci simply shakes his head no.

Antonio Ricci: Well, like I was saying, I’m looking forward to our match. I might be an arrogant prick, but I am an honest arrogant prick. You put up a hell of a fight and I respect that.

Bert nods, pocketing the vape and leaving the hand in his pocket, before shoving the other one in its own as well. After a moment, he looks back up at Ricci and begins speaking in a much more serious tone.

Bert McAlroy: Side effect of the ‘biz’ no one talks on, yo. Compliments, they always feel double edged. Like. Maybe you mean that, but you can mean it and use it to get my guard down. Fuckin words and power and all that shit. But Ricci, I don't need it. I don't want it. And whatever you intend it to be, it doesn’t change shit. See...you’re my glass ceiling bro. You’re about as green as me, but you got all the gifts I got passed up on. All the physical privileges..

Bert shrugs

Bert McAlroy: And I guess..I guess i’m the one out here striking a blow for a little stoners who can throw hands

Antonio Ricci: Don’t get it twisted. I’m not trying to get you to let your guard down. I still plan on kicking your teeth down your throat. I’m just letting you know that I’m not going to make the mistake of underestimating you again. You’ve earned that much. It’s not a compliment, just a truthful statement. I’m just letting you know that I’m going to handle this straight up, man to man.

Ricci reaches behind him, grabbing his vest.

Antonio Ricci: I’ve got a match to get out there for. See you at Combat Evolved… bro.

Ricci smirks as he walks off camera. Bert watches him go, before turning to the camera and shrugging once.

Bert McAlroy: Man needs to work on his exits…….BITCH!!

And with that last, tasteful bark Bert saunters off himself.

---

Arthur La Forge: Well as the medical team looks over Lex Collins...we should let you know that LEGION is set to take on Sidroy Covington the Fourth for the Wisdom Championship at Combat Evolved. Hopefully Sid is able to avoid these kinds of tricks or injury.

Mary DeSue: He’s loaded, maybe he can hire a whole security team. An atheist one!

Arthur La Forge: Also folks, we have that update for you on the Goode/Tact situation. The Developer has sent word that the two will have a rematch in two weeks at the PPV. But there’s going to be a little addition. Jenny has been added to the match and it’ll be a three-way dance!

Mary DeSue: Geez, what a cluster[BLEEP] that’ll be.

Arthur La Forge: Please stop trying to get us kicked off Twitch. Anyway, that match will also decide who gets the first shot at the Wisdom Championship! So the winner of that match will face either LEGION or Sidroy Covington in their first defense!

Mary DeSue: And that’s in addition to Tirri taking on Maggie and Ricci taking on Bert!

Arthur La Forge: That’s right. The winners of that match will decide the main event of Dead by Daylight in June. But that’s not all.

Mary DeSue: Oh! Your favorite wrestler in the world, EA Blizzard…

Arthur La Forge: Ugh…

Mary DeSue: ...will take on crazy cat lady Wendy House!

Arthur La Forge: And in tag team action, newcomer Teddy Warren will team with Adam Miller against The Faction’s ISAAC and Drake Wilcox, with James Wilcox in their corner.

Mary DeSue: Finally, that spooky Brandon Hendrix is taking on the debuting...Nocturne? Who’s that?

Arthur La Forge: A luchadora, I believe. She’ll be looking to make a statement, but one heck of a first test.

Mary DeSue: Speaking of tests...how about my boi Don Thicci?

Arthur La Forge: Yes, Don Tirri is set to face Antonio Ricci, and who knows, if everything goes well this might be a preview of our June PPV! We’ll get that match to you after the break!

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Don Tirri vs. Antonio Ricci

Antonio Ricci climbs into the ring and poses for the audience as we come back from break. He stares a hole into Maggie, who points to the stripes on her shirt, letting him know who is in charge. Ricci responds with class and gives her the finger, which actually draws a laugh from Tirri, who is in his corner with his feet up. As they meet in the center of the ring, the Final Boss Champion takes her time to go over the rules with them. It's unknown if she's doing this to mess with them or if she just wants to do a good job as the special guest referee.

Arthur La Forge: I think Maggie is explaining the rules as a formality. I don’t think she'll be happy unless we have a definitive winner. I expect her to be fair, since she doesn't really like either guy from what I can tell.

Mary DeSue: I really doubt there's going to be any kind of draw.

Lockheart then smiles at the two and demands they shake hands. To his credit, Ricci actually extends his hand, even facetiously, but Tirri gives him the finger in response. Count Coma slaps him as a result. Tirri returns the favor and that devolves into punches back and forth. Ricci gains the upper hand and forces Tirri into the corner. Maggie forces them to break and they do cleanly, but then Tirri kicks Ricci in the stomach and starts firing off shots to the face with elbows. Ricci staggers back and Tirri reaches forward to grab him and hits a quick neckbreaker. Tirri quickly covers...

ONE!

TW---No, Ricci won't even let the two count happen.

Arthur La Forge: Antonio Ricci kicking out with authority!

Mary DeSue: Tirri doesn’t seem surprised though!

Tirri waits for Ricci to get up then grabs his head, hitting him with a series of knee strikes. He then hooks Antonio up and tries for a suplex but Count Coma blocks it, before muscling Tirri up to hit one of his own. Ricci gets up and attempts another one but Tirri drops out the back, spins him around and gets a double-leg takedown, before getting in a mount and hitting a series of punches to the face. As they're not in the ropes, Lockheart chooses to let it continue. However, she is quick to scold Ricci when he rakes the eyes just to gain some breathing room. Tirri gets up and tries for another takedown, but Ricci stuffs it and hits a sharp knee to the jaw, staggering him into the ropes. Ricci then charges forward and clotheslines him out of the ring and to the floor!

Arthur La Forge: Tirri landed hard out there!

Mary DeSue: This thing is very even so far!

Arthur La Forge: You're not kidding. I think we expected it to be hard-hitting though, just judging from their words on Twitter.

Tirri gets back into the ring and tries to rest in the corner, but Ricci won't let it happen, walking over and marking his territory by punching him in the face. He follows that up with a series of chops, before dropping down and connecting with shoulder thrusts to the abdomen. He backs up to run in for a corner spear, but Tirri moves out of the way and he hits the turnbuckle instead! As Ricci holds his shoulder and staggers backward, Tirri garbs the head and jumps forward to hit a bulldog! He opts not to cover, instead allowing Antonio to get on his hands and knees. He then makes him pay for that by charging forward and punting him in the ribcage. He waits and tries for another, but Ricci catches the leg and picks the ankle, forcing him down with a single-leg then giving some revenge for earlier by going into the mount and unleashing some BRUTAL forearms to the face!

Arthur La Forge: Neither man has been able to stay in control for long, and you wonder if maybe they're holding something back.

Mary DeSue: What do you mean?

Arthur La Forge: I mean Tirri has a world title match in two weeks and Ricci has a match for a shot at that title. Neither can afford injury here.

Mary DeSue: I think they're just content to beat the hell of each other here in the early going.

Tirri pushes Ricci off and then gets to his feet, catching Ricci with a toe kick to knock him off balance, then spins around with a discus clothesline! And the cover!

One!

Two!

Ricci pushes him off. Tirri gets up to his feet and lifts up Ricci, attempting the Sack of Crap (censored for Twitch), but when he lifts Count Coma in the air, the big man shows his impressive agility by wiggling out and slipping behind, shoving Ricci forward. Antonio comes back with a charge, but Tirri nails a drop toehold that forces Ricci to fall throat- first onto the middle rope. As Ricci’s head stays in place, Tirri moves over to the top rope, and leaps up into the air and comes crashing down with a hip attack onto the back of Ricci, forcing his throat into the rope even more. He pulls Ricci away from the ropes and attempts a cover...

One!

Two


Thr--no! Ricci throws up the shoulder again.

Arthur La Forge: With that move, Ricci has put himself in firm control of this thing.

Mary DeSue: Using the THICCNESS! #DonThicci!

Arthur La Forge: I don't think you're ever going to get that over.

Mary DeSue: I MIGHT.

Tirri moves Ricci in position so that his throat is facing the bottom rope. Maggie warns him to get away from the ropes but Tirri ignores her. He then grabs Ricci's legs and drops backwards, catapulting Ricci's throat with the bottom rope! Tirri drags him out and tries for another cover!

One!

Two!

Thr--NO! Tirri slams his fist onto the mat and gets up now, getting into the champion's face! Lockheart warns him to back off. Tirri doesn't, and actually shoves Lockheart! She keeps her cool, warning that if he does it again, she'll disqualify him. He turns around and goes to pick Ricci up, but Rirri responds with a heart punch, of all things, which takes all the fight out of Tirri and allows Count Coma to get to his feet. He then grabs Old School Cool by the throat and nails him with a chokeslam! He then surprises EVERYONE by turning around and hitting a STANDING MOONSAULT! He hooks the legs!

One!

Two!

Tirri kicks out.

Arthur La Forge: Every time Antonio Ricci busts out something like that I'm always surprised.

Mary DeSue: How does a guy that size pull off something like that?

Arthur La Forge: Practice and patience.

Ricci gets up and waits for Tirri to stand as well, before attacking him with a series of kickboxing combination strikes. This forces Tirri into the corner and Ricci then bounces off the ropes, before bounding in with a running hip attack! As Tirri staggers forward, Ricci grabs him, muscles him up and slams him back down with a HARD powerbomb! He covers!

One!

Two!

Thr---NO! Tirri manages to barely kick out!

Arthur La Forge: If we were grading on points, I think both guys would be even. It's taking a lot to even gain the advantage, let alone a two count!

Mary DeSue: This is a PPV-worthy match and I'm here for it!

Tirri pulls himself up using the ropes, but Ricci runs over and hits a running forearm smash that nearly knocks him back down. He then bounces off the ropes and hits another, then another. Tirri is on spaghetti legs and Ricci measures him, looking to hit Coma-Toes! He spins out, but Tirri drops down to avoid it, gets up and grabs Ricci, hitting the Sack of Crap fallaway slam he wanted earlier! Tirri with the cover!

One!

Two!

Thr---NO! Ricci gets a foot on the ropes, and unlike the referee earlier, Lockheart sees it!

Arthur La Forge: For her first time refereeing, Maggie doing a better job than the guy doing it earlier!

Mary DeSue: Tirri had that!

Arthur La Forge: He clearly did, Ricci got to the ropes.

Tirri decides he's had enough and rolls outside, before grabbing a chair from the timekeeper's position! He slides in the chair and follows, picking it up and attempting to slam it into Ricci's skull...but Maggie stops him! He argues with her but as she goes to dump the chair outside, he hits a punt kick to the groin of Antonio Ricci! Ricci falls and Tirri covers, hooking the inside leg!

One!

Two!

Ricci gets a foot on the ropes, but Don is obscuring Lockheart's position with his body, and reaches in to pull it off!

Three!!!

Mr. Rad: Your winner of the match, and maybe future Larry Tact tag partner...Old School Cool...DON TIRRI!

Arthur La Forge: Maggie counted the fall but she can only do so much. Tirri took advantage of her inexperience as a referee to bend the rules and score what has to be a controversial victory over Antonio Ricci.

Mary DeSue: Controversial my ass! MY THICC BOI WON!

Arthur La Forge: Yes, and cements three shows' worth of momentum heading into the PPV. But I don't think this is over yet.

Despite the match being over, the fight between Tirri and Ricci most certainly is not. Both men make it back to their feet jaw-jacking with fists clenched ready to start more trouble. Referee Lockheart steps between the two men to attempt to separate them, but that only causes the tension in the ring to reach a fever pitch.

Ricci takes a swipe at Tirri which causes Lockheart to have to shove Ricci back. Don uses this opening to take a swing at Antonio, but neither he nor Maggie appreciate that. Ricci taunts Tirri, which causes Tirri to lunge for Count Coma. Lockheart goes low and grabs Don around the waistline, trying to pull him back. That's when Ricci cocks back and drills Tirri with a Coma-toes spinkick, knocking Don down on the mat. Maggie turns and shouts at Ricci who is only standing there, smiling. As Maggie tries to restore order, all Ricci can do is take a bow.

Ricci points down to Don and gestures to Maggie that "Now is her chance." Maggie continues to yell at Ricci, who throws his shoulders up as he backs himself through the ropes and out of the ring. More referees come running down the ramp as Lockheart is standing in the ring over the fallen Tirri. Tirri looks up at her for a moment wondering what's going to happen next as it appears Lockheart is pondering the same question.

Her fists clenched, she stands over Tirri for a few moments looking as though she might take Ricci up on his offer to soften up her opponent for Combat Evolved. But after an intense few moments, Lockheart holds her hand out to Don to help him back to his feet.

Don reaches out for Lockheart's hand but she pulls her hand away! Not only that, but she turns her back to him! Don pulls himself back to his feet. He clearly doesn't like the disrespect and grabs Lockheart by the shoulder. He goes to spin her around but suddenly the lights in the arena go out.

After a few moments, the lights come back on, and Magdalena Lockheart is gone. All that's left is Don Tirri standing in the middle of a ring surrounded by confused LUW officials, some of which slide in to make sure that he is okay.

Don looks down at the center of the ring where he spotted a single black rose laying at center canvas. He picks up, examines it for a moment, smirks, and drops the rose back down on the mat and stomps on it.