Devil May Cry Results (August 31, 2021) - Las Vegas, Nevada

The Platformer Courage Title Match: Amber Payne vs. Larry Tact vs. Ahmya vs. Jenny vs. The Delivery Girl vs. Diamond Steele vs. Eli Goode vs. Erika Crawford

As we cut to the outside of the TopGolf Las Vegas at MGM Grand Hotel & Casino in Las Vegas, Nevada where part of the Las Vegas Strip has been cleared for this monstrosity of a special match, "The Platformer". After a few fly by drone shots of the structure, mostly obscured by tarps to keep the match stipulations a secret from the competitors, we pan down to Arthur La Forge, in a sequin vegas style version of his Captain N jacket, and Mary DeSue, cosplaying as Lucia from "Devil May Cry 2".

Arthur La Forge: Welcome everyone to "Devil May Cry" live here in Beautiful Las Vegas Nevada!

Mary DeSue: Where hopefully tonight wrongs will be right, sins will be purged, and if I have my way about it this is the last night that I ever have to hear Lockheart's name as "The Final Boss"!

Arthur La Forge: But before we get to anything else, we’re kicking things off with "The Platformer." And I guess we need to go over the rules.

Mary DeSue: Did "The Developer" finally figure out what they are?

Arthur La Forge: Har Har Mary. Har Har...The first stage is an obstacle course dubbed "The Gauntlet" where wrestlers will make a mad dash over pitfalls and obstacles in order to move onto the second stage. Think of it as kinda trial by fire there.

Mary DeSue: Or Hell filled with Blue Shells...

We see the drone cameras fly thru showing off some of the obstacles that the wrestlers will be going through, but not the order.

Arthur La Forge: After that they will move onto the second stage, titled "The Level Up", where they will make their way up the three stories of the cage wall there to the top cage.

Mary DeSue: They gotta go how high?

We see three stories of cage covered with a tarp and we pan up to a much larger cage at the top.

Arthur La Forge: Yes, Mary, but no worries. It's structurally sound and reinforced. For the final part of the match known as "The Final Stage" which is....

The tarp at the top drops and we see in the final larger cage a large ring with ladders, tables, and chairs all around it and close to the top of the cage, in reach with a ladder, is "The Courage Title" belt!

Arthur La Forge: Known as "The Final Stage", a four story tall ladder match above The Las Vegas Strip!

Mary DeSue: They could fall four stories?

Arthur La Forge: Not likely. That cage has been safety tested and reinforced so that shouldn't happen, but as you can see chairs, tables, and ladders assort the cage area so at that point anything could happen.

Mary DeSue: Well good. We wouldn't want anyone to go splat...

Arthur La Forge: ...

Mary DeSue: ...not intentionally...jeez I'm not that bad damn it.

Arthur La Forge: Uh huh, and with that let's turn it over to everyone's favorite A.I. Ring Announcer...Mr. Rad!

Mary DeSue: He's an OS who takes no Stress!

Mr. Rad: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is to crown Level Up's Inaugural Courage Championship Title. Whomever gets The Courage Title from the top of the cage, back to the ring at the top of "The Platformer" will win...Introducing the following challengers. The Delivery Girl, Ahmya, Eli Goode, Diamond Steele, Erika Crawford, Amber Payne, Jenny, and Larry Tact! Ladies, Gentlemen, and Everything In Between...Let's GET READY TO PLATFORMMMM!!!!

We pan over to the starting area of the match where everyone is lined up. We see The Delivery Girl (TDG) running in place, carrying a amazon box, and not even noticing the looks of some of the other competitors. Next to her is Ahmya, one half of the Level Up Multiplayer Champions, stretching and looking up at the structure with a look of determination. Next to her is Eli Goode, smiling for the fans and looking ready to compete. After him is Diamond Steele, not looking as confident at "The Gauntlet" that lies before her. Next to her is Erika Crawford and Amber Payne, both staring each other down and already starting to trash talk each other. Next to them is "Queen Machine" Jenny who waves at the camera and winks. Finally there is the biggest fish out of water Larry Tact, who at six foot six, is definitely not in this high flying type of wrestler class. He scowls for a moment waiting for the match to start.

Three...

Two...

ONE...

START!
The Gauntlet

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Mr. Rad: GET GOING MEATBAGS!!!

The buzzer goes off and all the wrestlers start jockeying for position out of the gate. TDG bolts past most of the competitors heading towards the first obstacle, while Ahmya and Eli Goode start trading elbows, already trying to get the other one out of the way. Diamond Steele is coming in a close second to TDG, as Erika Crawford and Amber Payne start trading shots. In the chaos Jenny is coming in a close third to Steele and TDG, while Larry Tact is taking his time trying to get a visual on the first obstacle.

Arthur La Forge: They all seem kind of confused as to what’s going on, but Tact in particular seems way out of his element.

Mary DeSue: Yeah but, a title belt is a title belt! And I think he really wants one tonight!

TDG gets to the first obstacle which is a leaping obstacle. Spaced out over a pool of water about three feet apart on each side are steps to leap to so you can get across the water. TDG leaps from each one of the steps like it was nothing and proceeds forward, while Steele looks to follow TDG's example, but ends up slipping on the last step and going into the drink first! Jenny bounds from step to step smiling the whole way. Steele breaks the top of the pool and starts swimming towards the edge towards the next obstacle as Crawford and Payne get to the steps. Payne puts her leg in front of Crawfords and sweeps Crawford forward into the water missing the first step. Payne stands for a moment about to make her jump, without a running start, but Ahmya hits a spinning heel kick to the back of Payne's head sending her flying into the water herself! Ahmya almost bites it on the first step from hitting that move, but she catches herself. Moving more slowly, but making sure she can get across. Just as she clears the obstacle Eli Goode dashes forward and clears each step like it was nothing. Finally Larry comes up at the rear and takes the first leap! He makes it! He then slowly, jumps from step to step across so he can move forward! By the time Larry gets across Crawford, Payne, and Steele are out of the water and following the rest of the pack in the rear.

Arthur La Forge: This thing is the weirdest match I’ve ever seen but it seems like everyone is adjusting well.

Mary DeSue: At least all of their title defenses after this will be normal...right?

Arthur La Forge: Is anything ever normal in Level Up?

TDG gets to the second obstacle which is over another water hazzard. It's a bridge with a side wall built into it. TDG dashes forward not caring about seeing what she is up against and she almost bites it as one of the wall pieces moves out blocking her way. She leaps over at the last second and keeps sprinting as more of these blocks start popping forward to try to take her out. Coming right behind in second place is Jenny, but Jenny actually stops to see the pattern first and then bolts it through the obstacle. Ahmya follows in a close third and makes it halfway across the bridge before one of the blocks hits her legs. She grabs ahold of the block and stops falling. Eli Goode goes past her and continues on his way. The block goes back into the wall and Ahmya pulls herself up before it comes out again and continues on her way. Larry comes to the bridge and stops for a moment trying to figure out how to approach this. As he does he is passed by Steele, Crawford, and Payne. The three keep taking shots at each other and it causes them all to be knocked back down into the pool below! Tact watches and slowly walks the bridge making sure he knows the pattern. Steele, Payne, and Crawford come up for air and swim over to the edge still taking shots at each other as we move onto the next obstacle!

Arthur La Forge: It’s a good thing we have a split screen following the groups of people. This would be tough to follow.

Mary DeSue: It’d be tough to be in...this is like the District Conquest on steroids!

TDG comes to the third obstacle and it looks like a puzzle of sorts. There is a floor that has the triforce triangles on them. Red, Blue, and Green. As TDG steps onto the assorted floor her foot touches a red piece and suddenly fire shoots up in random patterns all through the floor in front of her. She steps on a blue piece and more fire shoots up in random dispersals. Finally figuring out she has to step on the green triangles she starts hopping from square to square just as Jenny catches up to her. Jenny hits every damn triangle she can as fire goes up and all over the place. TDG ducks as Jenny passes her hoping not to get burned as Jenny clears the third obstacle followed by TDG. Goode and Ahmya arrive just as TDG gets off the floor and they see the remaining flames go up. Ahmya hits the red tile and flames go off before figuring out it's the green ones that won't cause the pyro to go off down the walkway. She starts jumping from green triangle to green triangle and Goode follows her example, both clear the obstacle at the same time. Larry gets to the start of the obstacle and see's what's going on. He follows suit, but at a much slower pace because he definitely doesn't want to burn himself. Crawford gets there right as Larry makes it to the halfway point and hits a red triangle as pyro goes off. Larry looks pissed as he avoids the fire going off around him and keeps going as Steele and Payne get to the start of the obstacle. Larry takes a deep breath and runs forward setting off the pyro as he gets to the end only slightly smoked. Crawford is not so lucky as the pyro goes off in front of her just as Steele and Payne start walking the obstacle. Crawford runs forward as more pyro fire goes off and Steele and Payne follow as well bringing up the rear.

Arthur La Forge: You know, at first it looks like the winner of this thing just has to be lucky, but there’s a lot of skill involved.

Mary DeSue: Well yeah, you gotta figure out how to avoid dying and move to the next stage. I wonder if there is a boss fight at the end!

Arthur La Forge: I think the boss is each other. It’s like a real life game of Fall Guys.

Mary DeSue: THAT is what we should have called the match!

Jenny runs out in front of TDG as we come to the forth obstacle and it's a series of hurdles, but as Jenny clears the first hurdle she gets pelted in the face by a blue shell! Jenny falls down as more plush like armaments are being fired from a canon off stage by Walurambo!

Walurambo: WAH IS HELL!!! WAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHA!!!

More shells or red, green, and blue fly as TDG ducks them and keeps running forward jumping over hurdles one, two, and three clearing the area. Jenny is on the ground for a moment as Ahmya and Goode burst onto the scene and pick up the pace between them. Goode gets clobbered in the face with a red shell sending him tripping into the second set of hurdles as Ahmya makes it past him following TDG. Jenny gets up and gets past Goode to be back up in third place as Larry arrives and gets pelted left and right with multiple shells in the gut and face sending the big man down. Crawford comes up from behind as Goode moves on, and she passes Larry. Steele and Payne bring up the rear as Steele gets pelted in the face with a green shell from Wahrambo. Larry gets up and charges forward, just wrecking through the hurdles, to get through all of this. Payne follows behind letting Larry take all of the hits and Steele gets up and follows after them.

Arthur La Forge: Larry, you magnificent bastard, they READ YOUR BOOK!

Mary DeSue: I love it. God help me, I love it so.

The final part of "The Gauntlet'' has arrived as TDG rushes forward to a swing obstacle. There are eight zipline pulleys that head directly for a rope ladder obstacle, and at the top of that it goes into "The Level Up" section. TDG reaches out and grabs the first line and flies forward, she leaps forward into the rope ladder and starts climbing up towards the end of the obstacles. Ahmya follows suit and lands right behind TDG as they both climb as quickly as they can to the top. Jenny runs in, stops, and turns to Goode who is coming up behind her. Kick to the gut! "The Crowning"! Jenny grabs her zipline and flies towards the rope ladder. Larry rushes up towards Goode and leapfrogs over him grabbing another zipline. Larry let's go a little early and ends up closer to the bottom of the ladder as he starts to climb. Crawford comes up just as Eli gets up and grabs his zipline. Jenny clears the top and heads into the next section as Goode hits the rope ladder. Crawford is right behind landing near Larry as the two climb with Crawford getting ahead of the larger Larry. Payne see's Steele coming up and...SPEAR BY PAYNE TO STEELE! Payne picks up Steele and hits her with a swinging neckbreaker before grabbing her own zipline! Payne gets to the rope ladder just as Larry and Crawford clear the top.

Arthur La Forge: American Ninja Warrior, eat your heart out.

Mary DeSue: I think we got GUTS and Legends of the Hidden Temple beat too!

Steele gets up after a few moments and grabs her zipline. She hits the rope ladder and starts climbing up as we cut towards the second part of "The Platformer"!

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The tarps fly off of the three story cage structure, below the larger cage at the top where the title is, and we see...a familiar looking structure. A Donkey Kong like level structure stands as our wrestlers come in and look up. Ramps going upwards and turning with blocks hanging from the sides of the cage and at the top we see entrances to the cage above. However, appearing out of the darkness at the top are two figures. One is Princess Waluigi and the other is a...Waluigi Monkey???

Wahnkey Kong: WAHHHHH HOO HOOO HOOO!!

Princess Waluigi: Waluigi Best Princess!!

Mary DeSue: ...REALLY??

Arthur La Forge: The second stage is a classic platformer video game level! This is awesome!

Mary DeSue: It's a monkey and a...

Suddenly pyro goes off as TDG starts running up the ramps and Wahnkey Kong picks up...a barrel...Oh no. Oh yes! He throws the barrel down and it starts rolling down the ramps picking up speed as TDG starts running up them trying to get to the top before the barrels can get near her. Ahmya coming in right behind her as Jenny follows in close pursuit! As if like a machine Wahnkey Kong keeps throwing down those barrels and they start to get in the way of our intrepid heroic wrestlers. TDG leaps up to one of the small ladders between the ramps to get out of the way of the first barrel and then drops back onto the ramp to keep running before having to leap over one that just hits the corner setting off a pyro! She stops, but quickly turns and starts running up the ramp again. Ahmya leapfrogs over the first barrel and see's the pyro go off. She spies a ladder and starts climbing. Jenny meanwhile grabs the first barrel and lifts it up. She turns and chucks it right at an emerging Eli Goode who grabs it and rushes forward at Jenny with the barrel as a second one is coming behind her! Crawford and Larry both enter in and start running up the ramps as TDG leaps over another barrel, which slows her down enough for Ahmya to get in front of her. TDG doesn't look happy about that and starts to book it after Ahmya as Jenny leaps over the barrel without even looking at it. Goode can't really see as the second barrel hits his legs and he falls forward with the first one and slides off off the barrels and almost falls off the ramp, but catches the side of a ladder.

Arthur La Forge: At this point, you realize life is not a video game and somebody could get seriously hurt.

Mary DeSue: It was almost Eli! Serves him right for bothering EAB!

As the barrels keep coming more competitors get in with Payne coming in at the bottom. Ahmya gets around to another corner as another barrel rolls towards her and sees something, a block hanging above her head. She stops for a moment and jumps up with her fist and hits it. Suddenly we see a grappling hook shoot up with a line straight up into the top of the three story cage. Ahmya leaps up and grabs onto the block as it starts to go up slowly. From the outside it looks like she's climbing. Jenny keeps running to try to catch up with TDG as Eli almost gets run over by Crawford and Larry. Crawford rounds the corner of one of the ramps as a barrel almost hits her and a fireball goes off. She ducks down and lays on the ramp for a moment as Larry passes her. Steele comes rushing in now and see's the insanity that befalls her and starts running up the ramps. Goode gets up and starts running again and quickly catches up to Larry. The grappling block stops at one of the ramps and Ahyma gets off just barely ahead of Jenny and TDG who round the corner just as another barrel is hurled their way!

Arthur La Forge: I hate what I’m about to say but guys, DO A BARREL ROLL!

Mary DeSue: I think there’s enough barrels rolling in this match, thank you!

Ahmya charges forward leaping over the barrel and reaches Princess Waluigi as Wahnkey Kong throws another barrel. Princess Waluigi pushes a button and Ahyma goes up into the ring! Jenny grabs TDG from behind and bulldogs her into the barrel as Jenny slides in front of the Giant Monkey and kicks him in the gut! She leaps up into the top of the cage following Ahmya! TDG follows close behind as Larry, Crawford, and Eli get up and rush for the end of the level as well, but Wahnkey Kong pulls a lever and more barrels start being tossed out towards this trio as Payne and Steele keep trying to catch up on the floors below! Larry Tact however, has had enough of this shit, and just starts wailing on each of the barrels sending them off the ramps and down to the bottom of the cages. Larry grabs one of the barrels and powerbombs it into the man in the monkey suit as final punishment as Crawford and Goode get into the cage. Larry goes up next followed by Payne and Steele bringing up the rear! The final battle is about to begin above!

Arthur La Forge: Finally, we’re at the end of this thing! I hate watching people in danger like this.

Mary DeSue: And everyone made it to the final stage alive!



First into the cage is Ahmya who immediately looks up to see the "Courage Title" at the top of the cage and goes for a ladder. As she slides into the ring and sets it up Jenny follows her in and grabs a chair. She yells at Ahmya. Ahmya catches the chair from Jenny! DROPKICK TO THE CHAIR INTO THE FACE OF Ahmya! Jenny turns to see TDG get into the ring next and Jenny grabs the Ladder and flattens in out. She tries to charge at TDG with the ladder like a spear, but TDG is to fast and ducks under it sliding between Jenny's legs and behind her. "Soup of the Day" to the back of Jenny's head sending her falling forward onto the ladder, ribs first! As TDG puts the boots to Jenny, we see Ahmya start to get up as Goode and Crawford get into the ringside area. Crawford lunges towards Ahyma and Ahmya ducks. Crawford turns...Jumping facebuster by Ahmya. Goode grabs another ladder and slides into the ring as TDG runs to the ropes and comes off with a running elbow drop to Eli's neck! It's at this point that Larry gets into the cage and he's bringing one of those barrels with him!

Arthur La Forge: Tact is using the environment to his advantage and it might make him the first Courage champion!

Mary DeSue: DONKEY TACT IS IN THE HOUSE!

Larry picks up the barrel and does and overhead powerbomb motion and throws the barrel into the ring hitting TDG in the face! The barrell lands into the ring as Jenny gets up and Larry grabs a chair. Amhya goes over and grabs Eli's ladder than he brought in and starts to set it up, but she gets hits with a drop toe hold by Eli! Crawford starts to come around as Larry comes into the ring and just nails Crawford in the face with a chairshot! Payne gets into the top steel cage at this point and runs behind Larry. CHOPBLOCK! Jenny see's Steele come up into the cage and then turns and looks up at the belt. She sadistically smiles as she leaps up to the top of the ropes and...jumps onto the cage wall! She starts climbing the cage wall heading up to the top of the cage that has a roof on it! Payne grabs Larry's chair and turns only to get grabbed from behind by Steele with a picture perfect german suplex into the barrell! Eli gets up and grabs Crawford into a fireman's carry...Eli jumps, with Crawford on his back to the top of the turnbuckles in the ring and leaps off hitting a "Goode Bye" thru one of the tables on the outside!

Arthur La Forge: Eli Goode just sacrificed his own body to take out one of his opponents! I don’t know if that was a smart move at this stage!

Mary DeSue: I’ll say! They’re all so close!

Payne and Steele continue to go back and forth trading punches while Larry and Amhya lock up. TDG grabs a ladder in the ring and starts to climb up it. Ahmya see's this and runs over and dropkicks the ladder, but Larry catches it from falling over as TDG lands on the ropes. Larry sets the ladder and grabs Ahmya! Jenny gets to the top of the cage and then starts using the top mesh as a way to go towards the center of the cage where the title is hanging. Eli gets back into the ring and see's what's going on with Jenny. Eli runs up the ladder just as Jenny grabs onto the title! She drops down just as Eli gets up there!

Mr. Rad: HERE is your winner and the FIRST EVER Level Up Wrestling Courage Champion, the QUEEN MACHINE, JENNY!

Arthur La Forge: After several tries for different titles, Jenny has FINALLY won the gold tonight!

Mary DeSue: Makes sense why she’d be the first Courage champion, crazy people don’t know how to be afraid!

Jenny clutches the new ‘Goldie’ to her chest as she kneels on the platform. The other combatants seem equal parts frustrated at their losses and relieved that the wild match is over.

Arthur La Forge: And you can’t really take anything away from anyone else in this match. It was a unique match type that they’d never done before and anyone could have taken it at any time.

Mary DeSue: But one person did…

Arthur La Forge : That’s right...the Queen has taken her throne!


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Johnny Fringe vs. Joseph War

The man known as “The Demon of NOLA” Johnny Fringe makes his way out onto the stage. Once he makes it to the center of the stage, “The Man” by Small Town Titans begins to play. The crowd begins to boo him as he begins walking slowly to the ring. He stops every so often, snapping his head around to glare at a kid or some heckler who tried to reach out and touch him. He finally makes it to the ring and slithers under the bottom rope like a snake, reaching the center of the ring he stops and getting his feet under him, resting there in a squatted position.

Mr Rad: Introducing first, from New Orleans, Los Angeles, “The Demon of NOLA”, JOHNNY FRINGE!!

Arthur La Forge: Johnny Fringe hasn’t had the start here in Level Up he would like, but he’s looking to bounce back at the expense of Joseph War.

Mary DeSue: What is he good for?

Arthur La Forge: I’m not finishing that and if you say it again, I’ll smack you.

Mary DeSue: You’re no fun.

"Red Flag" by Slipknot hits the speakers and the hulking figure of Joseph War slowly walks out onto the ramp. Clad in his traditional facepaint and mesh shirt. He glares at Johnny Fringe as he makes his way towards the ring. As he does the crowd begin to chant “JOE’S GONNA KILL YOU, JOE’S GONNA KILL YOU”. He climbs onto the apron and over the top rope, continuing to stare down Fringe as he does.

Mr Rad: And his opponent, from Baltimore, Maryland, “Khal Carnage”, JOSEPH WAR!!

Arthur La Forge: War has been absent from wrestling for a while, but it seems peacetime is over.

Mary DeSue: I thought we weren’t allowed to make puns?!

War and Fringe meet in the center of the ring, bumping chests and talking trash. The two hosses press their foreheads, trash talk and spittle flying before Fringe makes the first move, hauling off and blasting War with a big right that rocks him only for him to come back with one to rock the Demon of Nola!! They each clasp onto the other by the back of the head and fire off those big, earth shattering right hands.

Arthur La Forge: We got a hockey fight on our hands!

Mary DeSue: These big guys have no interest in starting slow. I like it!

The bulls separate, staring each other down. War slaps his own chest, yelling at Fringe who obliges and hits him with a chop. “OOOH!” goes the audience. Fringe slaps his own chest, inviting War to return the favor which he does “AHHHH” goes the audience. They begin to trade chops now “OOH” “AHHH” “OOH” “AHH” but neither of the big trees can chop the other down. Fringe breaks the contentious meeting with a quick throat thrust though, before taking War down with a thunderous DDT.

Arthur La Forge: Johnny Fringe welcoming War to Level Up by dropping his head into the mat.

Mary DeSue: Most people just get WaLuigis.

Arthur La Forge: This may be better. Only slightly.

War is hauled back up, only to have his eyes poked. Fringe rakes the back as he turns away, causing him to arch right into a german suplex by the demon of NoLa. He stays on War, stomping him as he goes to roll out of the ring, favoring the back of his neck. Fringe lines him up before running to the ropes, bouncing off, and going for a dive..BUT WAR EVADES! FRINGE CRASHES AND BURNS INTO THE RAILING!! War wastes no time, lifting him up and nailing a sit-out powerbomb on the concrete floor!!

Mary DeSue: Damn! War is making him pay for those eye pokes!

Arthur La Forge: I get the feeling War would be fighting like this even if the eye pokes didn’t happen. His last company was a lot more violent than ours.

Mary DeSue: But do they have our winning personality?

War stands, taking a moment to regain his composure, He lifts Fringe up, only to eat some hard elbows to the sternum. Fringe goes for another DDT but War manages to block, and counters with a northern lights suplex. He springs to his feet, agitated now as he yanks Fringe up….but Fringe jabs a thumb in the eye again! He steps back, and nails a big boot on War before rolling him in the ring and following. He lifts War up and nails a big brainbuster! He goes for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

War kicks out!! Fringe looks frustrated but keeps it together as he feels in control he bounces off the ropes and nails a big leg drop, pops up and nails an elbow. He goes for another leg drop but War evades!

Arthur La Forge: Johnny Fringe has no issues with going for the eyes but let’s not forget he’s still very skilled.

Mary DeSue: Joey War is certainly finding that out, but he did avoid the leg drop there!

War races to his feet and bashes Fringe in the face with a running knee strike, the brace adding extra impact! He catches Fringe as he falls, nailing a snap suplex. Sensing his advantage,.War crouches down and begins to work over Fringe with a series of scalping elbow strikes! The brutal punishment causes the crowd to gasp as it’s clear that Fringe is in a bad way. He ends this series of strikes by driving his fist right into Fringe’s throat!

Arthur La Forge: Joseph War showing he can fight just as dirty as Johnny Fringe!

Mary DeSue: I wonder what these two would do if there WERE no rules!

Arthur La Forge: You can bet they’re both going to be watching the Power title match tonight.

Fringe rolls around gasping for air, but War isn’t about to let up. He pulls Fringe up by the head and lifts him onto his shoulder and runs towards the turnbuckle. He launches off his shoulder and face-first into the turnbuckle - snake-eyes! Fringe staggers around groggily and War explodes off the ropes, taking him out with a huge head-taker lariat! Fringe does a 180 in the air before slamming into the mat.

Arthur La Forge: War might have him where he wants him!

Mary DeSue: Bad time to be a big scary voodoo boi right now!

With blood in the water, War slides down belly-first to the canvas, using his closed fists to hold his upper body up. Licking his lips, the headhunter begins barking at Fringe, begging him to get to his feet. He finally does, and War springs forward and connects with a huge HOLLOW-POINT SPEAR! Fringe is almost cut in half by the move, which drives him into the canvas with a sickening impact. War hooks the leg.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!

Mr Rad: Here is your winner, “Khal Carnage”, JOSEPH WAR!!

Arthur La Forge: Joseph War wins an impressive debut match, proving immediately he’s a force to be reckoned with.

Mary DeSue: That spear nearly cut Fringe in half! Imagine if he hit it on someone smaller!

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Al Fresco vs. The Time Jumpers

"I wanna go
All the way, all the way
All the way back...
All the way, all the way
All the way
All I really need
Is time travel and you
Don't know what this is
We're travelling through
All the memories
Unravel with you
So all I really need
Is time travel
And you...
And you…"[/b]

The Time Jumpers explode onto the ramp, revving the crowd up! Makayla makes a beeline for the ring, walking like she’s on a mission. Ciela skips playfully down the ramp.

Mr Rad: Making their way to the ring, the team of Ciela Luiz and Makayla Vayden, THE TIME JUMPERS!!

The team slide into the ring and smirk as they wait for their opponents in Al Fresco.

Arthur La Forge: The Time Jumpers have been on a roll in Level Up. They made it to the semifinals of the initial multiplayer tournament, and haven’t been defeated since.

Mary DeSue: Yeah but...they think they came from the future! That’s nuts!

Arthur La Forge: Whatever gets them in the right mindset to win, I guess.

The lights dim as multiple spotlights rotate throughout the arena. As "Musical Castle 2" begins to play, the spotlights all point to the stage, illuminating a velvet red curtain. At the moment the guitars begin to play, the curtain is drawn open, revealing Dionysus and Chef Andre Poleon. Dion clutches Thyrsus while Chef Andre holds aloft his trusty frying pan.

Mr Rad: And their opponents, the team of Dionysus and Chef Andre Poleon, AL FRESCO!!

Mary DeSue: Meanwhile...a food-themed team.

Arthur La Forge: Dionysus and Chef Andre were just kind of thrown together in the multiplayer tournament, but they gelled almost immediately and it could pay off with a title shot.

Dionysus and Ciela Luiz start off the match for their respective teams, circling one another in the centre of the ring. The two lock up, and strain for an advantage. Dion transitions to a side-headlock and Ciela backs him towards the ropes. The time jumping superstar tries to shoot her larger opponent off the ropes, but he doesn’t let go! Dion grounds Ciela, keeping her head trapped in his arm. Dion smirks as he has the upper hand, but all of a sudden Ciela manages to slip her head out from the grip and transition into a hammerlock! She wrenches back on Dion’s arm, bending it in a way it was not intended to bend. Grimacing, Dion gets to his feet, and manages to fight his way out of the hold by elbowing Ciela from behind. The Time Jumper lets go of the hold and staggers backwards. Not to be deterred, she charges at Dion looking to clothesline him but runs right into a big boot! Dion lifts Ciela to her feet and whips her off the ropes. On the rebound Dion connects with a hip toss! And another! Dion grabs Ciela by the arms and slams her into the mat with a bridging tiger suplex!

ONE!

TWO!

Ciela uses her flexibility to push out of the bridge pin and both wrestlers get to their feet.

Arthur La Forge: Pretty even match so far between these two teams.

Mary DeSue: Unlike last show, when the Time Jumpers won!

Arthur La Forge: Yes, but this time a title shot is on the line. Who knows, maybe there will be a rubber match later on.

Dion grabs her by the hair and connects with a nasty knee to the midsection. Grabbing Ciela by the arm, Dion whips her into his team’s turnbuckle. He follows her in looking for a clothesline, but at the last second the crafty futurist manages tro dive out of the way, causing Dion to collide with Chef Andre Poleon! The impact sends Chef Andre sprawling to the outside. A horrified look appears on Dion’s face, and after a moment of grieving he turns around straight into a superkick from Ciela! This allows her to make her way to her corner and tag in her partner, Makayla Vayden. With Dion slumped in the corner, dazed from the superkick, the TIme Jumpers take advantage. Ciela acts as a springboard for Makayla, who runs from the opposite corner and leaps off of her, and connects with poetry in motion on Dion - WRINKLE IN TIME! Makayla makes the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Dion just manages to get his shoulder off the mat.

Arthur La Forge: The Time Jumpers are starting to gain control now, which could be bad news for Al Fresco.

Mary DeSue: Maybe if they spent more time training and less time cooking…

Makayla begins working over the technician's legs, stomping on them repeatedly. She grabs his right leg and does a handstand before slamming her knees back down onto the limb. Dion cries out in pain as Makayla drives another elbow into his leg. She stands up and twists around, locking Dion’s legs between hers. She sits down and completely locks in the brutal figure-four leglock! The hold puts extreme pressure on Dion’s legs, and he frantically tries to make it to the ropes. He’s a fingertip away from grabbing the bottom rope but Makayla pulls him back towards the centre of the ring! With nowhere to go, it looks like Dion is about to tap! His hand hovers above the mat...but suddenly the hold is broken up! Out of nowhere, Chef Andre dives from the top rope and slams into Makayla with a top rope elbow drop - JUST DESSERTS! Ciela tries to keep the advantage for the Time Jumpers, she leaps off the top rope looking to crossbody Chef Andre but he catches her! With impressive strength, he lifts Makayla into a fireman’s carry and hits a samoan drop!

Arthur La Forge: Andre saves the match for his team!

Mary DeSue: The match is UNDERCOOKED. IT’S RAW.

Arthur La Forge: He’s definitely the expert in how long something should go.

Ref Kirby admonishes Andre for interfering but he brushes him off. Al Fresco lift Ciela to her feet and throw her out of the ring. Dion pulls up Makayla and whips her into the turnbuckle. He then grabs Andre and, using all his strength, sends the Chef flying towards Makayla. Leaping into the air, the Chef hits a super-charged discus clothesline - APPETIZER! Makayla staggers out of the corner and then crumples to the mat after the savage blow. Andre points to the ropes and Dion nods. He runs past Makayla and leaps onto the middle rope, springing off of it and landing a picture-perfect lionsault onto the Time Jumper! Chef Andre finally returns to his corner, and Dion hooks the leg.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO!

Somehow Makayla just gets her shoulder up before the three.

Arthur La Forge: Al Fresco nearly had it there!

Mary DeSue: And the winners of the match get their title shot when?

Arthur La Forge: EXP 13. We’ve been told that Bert McAlroy will be cleared to wrestle then and will defend with Ahmya.

Mary DeSue: I’m surprised he was cleared at all...

Dion is stunned by the resilience of the time traveler, and pounds the mat in frustration. Finally getting the chance to make a tag, Dion brings in the Chef. Together they lift up Makayla and whip her off the ropes. Al Fresco lift her up for a double back body drop as she rebounds...but Makayla lands on her feet! Al Fresco make a beeline for the crafty wrestler, but she sends them sprawling with a low dropkick! She then hooks both heads and plants them into the mat with a double DDT! Rising to her feet, Makayla slowly makes it over to her corner. Both members of Al Fresco stir as she does so, threatening to stop her from making the tag! But they’re too late, and Makayla dives forward to tag in Ciela!

Arthur La Forge: HOT TAG to Ciela and the Time Jumpers are hoping to turn things around!

Mary DeSue: This thing has been back and forth so far!

A house of fire, Ciela blasts Dion with a quick strike combo, ending with an uppercut that sends him rolling out of the ring! Andre charges her, but catches an enziguri for his troubles. This knocks him to his knees, and the Time Jumpers take advantage. Ciela and Makayla charge forward from separate corners and catch the unfortunate Chef with a double shining wizard - TERMINATOR! The blow is so impactful it almost sends Andre out of the ring, but not quite! Ciela crawls over and hooks the leg.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO!

Ciela looks around confused, then realises that Ref Kirby is pointing to the Chef’s leg, which is sitting on the bottom rope. As Makayla is forced to return to her corner, Ciela drags the still downed Andre to the corner and begins to ascend to the top rope. Looking to end things, she steadies herself, and leaps off looking for a 630 splash...BUT NO! At the last second, Andre gets his knees up! Ciela clutches her back in tremendous pain after the brutal impact, and Andre begins to slowly climb to his feet. He looks around at the crowd, who are in raptures for him, and a vein begins pulsing in his forehead. It’s clear that this Chef is fired up as he picks up Ciela and unloads a series of strikes on the Time Jumper - two jabs followed by a haymaker and finally a headbutt which knocks her to the mat!

Arthur La Forge: We are witnessing an absolute tag team classic right now! I don’t know what it’ll take for one of these teams to beat the other!

Mary DeSue: Maybe the Time Jumpers should have brought their Sports Almanac back with them.

Arthur La Forge: Whoa, that’s heavy.

Chef Andre screams for Ciela to get up, still in a blind rage! Ciela groggily makes it to her feet, and the Chef sprints at her, only to be caught with a superkick outta nowhere - BLAST FROM THE PAST! Both wrestlers collapse to the mat, and the crowd begin willing them to get to their feet. Slowly but surely they begin to stir, the crowd’s claps and cheers giving them the extra incentive to rise after the brutal match thus far. Both fighters make it to their opposite corners, tagging in their partners! It’s a big ol’ brawl when Dion and Makayla get into the ring. They exchange lefts and rights with all the strength they have left! Finally Makayla gets an advantage by blocking a fist and hitting a boot to the gut. She cradles Dion’s head and drives it into the mat with a DDT!

Arthur La Forge: And again the momentum shifts!

Mary DeSue: These guys realize we have six more matches, right?

Arthur La Forge: They might go all night in an effort to get a title shot.

Summoning the last of her strength, Makayla climbs to the top rope and waits for Dion to get to his feet. When he does, she leaps off and spins him around into an eclipse - BACK TO THE FUTURE! Makayla crawls over and drapes an arm over the Chef.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO!

At the very last second Dion somehow kicks out! Makayla’s eyes are wide, as she can’t believe what’s just happened. This momentary lapse proves costly, as Dion suddenly wraps his legs around her head and pulls her back into a pentagram choke hold - THE FIRST ACT! Makayla flails around as Dion tries to squeeze all the air out of her lungs. Dion pulls back even further and transitions into the death star pentagram variant - THE SECOND ACT! Now Makayla really has nowhere to go, and she shakes her hand just above the mat. Sensing the danger, Ciela tries to run in and make the save, but she’s taken out by Andre, who knocks her out with another discus clothesline - APPETIZER! The clothesline sends them both out of the ring, and leaves Makayla no option but to tap out!

Mr Rad: Here are your winners...Dionysus and Chef Andre Poelon, AL FRESCO!!

Arthur La Forge: WOW! After twenty minutes of back and forth action, Al Fresco finally win themselves a multiplayer title shot!

Mary DeSue: And now they get to do the same thing to Bert McAlroy and his lady!

Arthur La Forge: Yes, in two weeks, Al Fresco get their title match at EXP 13!

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Matt Knox vs. Ragdoll

Lights out.

The first chords of 'Kill of the Night' rip access the arena. After the second screech, Jaclyn 'the Ragdoll's Pierrot struts from backstage, hand on a hip with the snaps. She pauses at the top of the ramp, surveying her terrain.

'My cold desire
To hear the boom, boom, boom of your heart'

She mimes firing a gun with the lyrics. Jacky has an almost bouncing motion to her movements as she prowls towards the ring. As the music picks up, she slides in and proceeds to pull herself into a turnbuckle in celebration of herself.

'I'm gonna catch ya
I'm gonna get ya, get ya'

She makes her way to the center ring where the lights fade to one downlight.

'You're my kill of the night.'

Mary DeSue:Where’s the Faction? I want my beef!

Arthur La ForgeShe’s all alone tonight.

Mary DeSue:That’s not smart. But neither are either of these two

The fans grow louder with anticipation, leading to the arena lights all shutting off. Suddenly, a murder of crows are heard through the speakers, giving out their battle cry as it leads into ‘Hell Broke Luce’ by Tom Waits blaring forth to a huge ovation from the audience. A filtered white strobe light replaces the darkness around the arena as Matthew Knox stands on the top of the stage, facing the curtain with his arms spread out.

Mr. Rad : Introducing The Ra-The Ra-The RAVEN, MATTHEW KNOX!

Knox slowly turns himself around as the audience grows louder. He peers around the arena prior to making his walk down the ramp. The intensity in the eyes of Knox are fixated on his opponent inside of the ring. Upon reaching the ring, he slowly slides in under the bottom rope, using the top rope to pull himself to his feet. Knox continues his walk around the ring, circling with an intensely focused look on his painted face. He climbs onto the second rope, slinging his leg over the top and throwing his arms up to the cheers of the audience. Knox is forced to jump back as the clown rushes towards him. The referee forces his way between him, insisting she stay back. Knox starts to duck under, and the clown moves again only to be thwarted by the official. Knox points at her then ducks under the rope.

Arthur La Forge: Ragdoll trying to show she isn't intimidated.

Mary DeSue: Why should she be? He's old

The bell rings. Knox turns and looks down, shaking his head. He slides the sleeveless hoody off and stands still as stone, staring daggers at her and daring her to make the first move.

Arthur La Forge: Not the smartest of moves to let her get the first shot. Knox may regret that.

Jaclyn rushes forward feigning a punch only to drop herself at the last moment, driving both legs hard on the inside of his knee. He buckles, but is able to catch the clown with a hand. Her other foot shoots up, catching him hard on the chin. He pushes through and grabs her around the neck.

Arthur La Forge:Is he going for the Mercy? The Murder?

The clown forces herself up, the huge man trying to pull her back down. One elbow then another drives into his ribs but he pulls her in tight.

Mary DeSue:She may be dead in the water. But not Bongwater. Fuck Bert.

Knox begins to lock in his other arm, but the joker swaps gears and relaxes, grabbing his head. She drops all her weight, driving the top of her head into his chin.

Arthur La Forge: Jawbreaker!

Jacky pushes herself back to her feet only to find herself once again face-to-face with the Raven. She rushes forward, leaping towards him with her knee. He catches her midair and rushes forward, ramming her spine into the turnbuckle.

Arthur La Forge:Not this time!

Mary DeSue:Jinkies! That's gotta suck!

Matthew Knox pulls himself onto the second turnbuckle and begins layering on rights. The audience counts along, "1...2...3…"

Arthur La Forge:There's no rules to this, he can go all night!

"7...8…" Jacky thrusts her arm up in desperation. Her bicep catches him on the groin and she pushes him away. Knox staggers back and his knees give slightly. The clown rushes forward but the Raven is able to catch her with a stiff clothesline before falling to his knees.

Arthur LaForge:Knox came to fight no doubt about it!

Mary DeSue: I mean, at least he's a good papa.

Knox cradles his modesty like most any man in the position would. Jaclyn, smelling blood in the water, surges to a vertical base and manages to nail the knee strike this time. She snatches his head and begins driving knee after knee into the face paint, her face breaking into a sick smile at a familiar, satisfying "Crunch".

Mary DeSue: I guess he didn't leggo her eggos

Arthur La Forge: You should stop speaking.

The crowd begins to boo. The clown stands up and moves to the rope. She flips off someone in the front row. They throw a drink in return.

Arthur La Forge: Heels and their easily distracted egos.

Mary DeSue: Stereotypical!

She turns back to Knox who had begun to rise. She rushes to the rope, bouncing off of it. Gaining speed, she leaps into the air. Her foot plants on the back of his neck. Knox is able to catch himself and power through. The clown is tossed backwards into a flip. She lands on her feet but is sent flying again by a kick to the mouth. She scurries out of the ring, holding her jaw.

Arthur La Forge:I think she was trying for the Last Laugh.

Mary DeSue: She’d be the only one laughing. Everyone else is creeped out.

As Jacky tries to get distance, Knox elects to stay on her as he charges the nearest corner, leaping up onto the top rope and leaping from it with a senton that sends him and the clown crashing into the barrier, then the concrete. He sits up first, grimacing from the impact. He reaches over to Jaclyn then, and appears to brush her hair from her face before paying one of her cheeks a soft slap.

Matt Knox: Are you done yet?

Jaclyn: Eat a dick!

She tries to kick at him, but he is ready. He leans away and shoves the clown back from him. Knox uses the guardrail to get to his feet. As she tries to follow, he takes a step and hits her clean in the face with his foot. She drops to the ground clutching her face, blood pouring from under her hands.

Arthur La Forge: Oh god! Knox just split her right open!

Mary DeSue: I bet Bert is smiling somewhere. I hate that he is.

Knox leans down, pulling her up and into a power bomb position. He does, in fact, lift Jaclyn up and nails a power bomb right on the guardrail, releasing her to crumple and takes a step back. He shouts at the ref to do his job and get the "I quit" out of her. He, in turn kneels a few feet away, staring at her quizzically. He does take a moment to wipe the blood from his face, along with a chunk of his face paint. Jaclyn sits up as the referee gets close, causing him to stumble backwards. Her pupils are tiny and focused. She pulls herself up by grabbing the referee's belt who does his/her best to get away. Matt is caught by surprise as she jumps for him. She is able to take him down, his head pinned against the barricade. Jaclyn rains stiff elbows into his face.

Arthur La Forge: Give the clown credit, she’s taking the fight to Knox here.

Jaclyn stands up, pointing her middle finger and a fan and goes to drive her boot into Knox skull. Her foot gets lodged between the railing as he rolls away. The clown jerks her foot out and shoves the railing back, tossing another pair of fingers at the fan. Matt lunges for her but her knee connects firm once again.

Arthur La Forge:I think we may be part of a homicide investigation by the end of the night.

Mary DeSue: Why investigate? Lock them both away right now!

Jaclyn follows it up by lifting the bit of railing and charging forth, using it as a battering ram to level the feathered bastard. She wastes no time, lifting it and bashing at Knox's midsection with the piece of guardrail. The referee attempts to approach to see if Knox is wanting to quit but Jacky pushes him/her backwards.

Arthur La Forge: I don’t think the clown wants this match to end just yet...

She lifts it again, driving it into his stomach and once more. The referee tries to move in and she turns and gets in his face. Wisely, he backs up but the clown is wound up and pursues. Knox is able to dislodge himself from the barrier, clutching at his midsection. Jaclyn returns and wraps her hand into his hair, a solid right to his face before rolling him into the ring.

Mary DeSue: This isn’t exactly the most technical of matches.

Arthur La Forge: Knox hates Ragdoll for what she did to Bert and I think Ragdoll just hates everyone.

Once in the ring, she measures him up and as soon as he is on his hands and knees, Jaclyn nails THE LAST LAUGH. She screams for Knox to quit, but the defiant old Raven isn't dead yet. His fingers curl into fists. He pushes himself up...and Jaclyn nails a second LAST LAUGH. The ref goes to check on Knox, who rolls onto his back...he's SMILING. This leaves Ragdoll incensed. She rolls out of the ring, yanking the time keeper from his chair and throwing him to the ground. She snatches the chair and heads back to the ring, where Knox has gotten to his knees. His shoulders heave. He's bleeding. He's exhausted. And he's still smiling.

Mary DeSue: Ok. Bert's dad is creepy.

Arthur La Forge: a smile won't stop a chair though!

Jaclyn screams insults at the Raven who makes no move to evade the train barreling at him. With a sick grin, the chair is swung...and catches air! Knox rolls past Jaclyn, popping up as she turns to swing again and...THRUST KICK! THE CHAIR BLASTS INTO JACLYN’S FACE.

Arthur La Forge: He was playing possum!!

Mary DeSue: No, stupid he pretends to be a bird.

The pretense is gone now, Knox stands over the dazed Jaclyn as she rolls over and goes for the chair again. As her fingers grab onto it, she lets out a pained cry as Knox stomps down on her hand, grinding the heel of his boot into her knuckles. Knox reaches down, grabbing her by her hair and lifting her. He stares put over the audience, a sick smile crossing his face as he suddenly digs his fingers into the wound on her forehead! Jaclyn screams and falls back but he simply drops with her, driving a knee into her chest as he digs his fingers into the wound, and tears the wound open wider!

Mary DeSue: WHAT THE FUCK BERTS DAD

Jaclyn, now wildly laughing, wraps her legs around him. She grabs hold of the offending hand and turns her head, clamping down with her teeth. Matt instinctually begins raining rights down on her face to dislodge her. A final blow and she lands still. Matthew is breathing heavily as he kneels above her. He waves the ref over, indicating down at the unconscious clown. She sits up, grabbing around his neck. Matt stands up, shoving her arms aside, and drives the sole of his foot down hard onto her forehead. She lays still one more. The referee moves to check on her but stops as she begins to roll over, her arm reaching for Knox's leg. Knox pulls her onto her knee and drives a fist against her cheek. Then another.

Knox: Quit!

Jacky holds up her hands to beg him off but he hits her again.

Knox: Quit!!

He hits her and her body rocks back, eyes going into her head. She rocks for a moment, looking defeated. Knox looks to the referee and then to her. She starts to laugh again. Knox goes to grab her and she looks up at him, spitting a mouthful of her own blood into his eyes. He reaches for his face and she is able to roll away as he moves to kick at her. Using her momentum, Jacky leaps forward, shoulder to his knee bringing him down.

Arthur La Forge: This thing is brutal. We haven’t seen a match this brutal since that cage match Eli Goode was in at EXP 5.

Mary DeSue: Don’t mind me, i’m just gonna puke over here.

With a blood curdling cry she is upon him, her thumbs stuck out like spikes, stabbing at his eyes. The cry of pain confirms she has at least found the mark as Knox snatches her wrists, shoving her away to reveal a gash below his right eye! With a bellow Knox releases her wrists and catches Jaclyn with a throat chop to drive her off. He leaps upon her back, and begins firing elbow, after elbow into the back of her head. The blood and face paint on his face mixing to create a grisly scowl. Jaclyn shoves herself back in an attempted Punchline, but Knox is able to hold her up. He shoves her forward and hits her with a quick right that drops her to her knees.

Arthur La Forge: Knox looking for the Drop of Poison but Ragdoll moves out of the way!

Knox turns and is caught in the nose with a pair of fingers. They squeeze and he swings. The clown ducks again, driving her bicep into his groin once more. Knox doubles over and Jacky looks to the rope. She runs to the rope, rebounds and kicks-

Arthur La Forge: Full Metal Jac- No!

Knox steps back and she loses her balance. He expertly sees the opportunity and leaps to her, catching her in the Mercy. She attempts to escape, but he pulls her back in the Murder. The referee kneels in close.

Knox: Say I quit!

Jaclyn shakes her head, still refusing to say the words, the defiant smile locked onto her face. Knox's eyes plead with the ref to stop it, but he shakes his head grimly.

Knox: Last chance, clown.

She begins to respond but he doesn’t let her. Knox tightens the hold. Her smile turns to a grimace and she struggles more furiously for a moment, but the move is locked in and her struggling slowly subsides.

The clown goes limp.

Lights flicker.

The ominous beginning of Slipknot’s “Iowa” begins to play.

"Enough." A voice calls out, gently.

There is a scream that cuts through the course(I think it's at a golf course). The Astro Creeps step out with Knox's oldest daughter, Hope in Koznar’s clutches. The other four stand at either side. It’s Tempest who’s doing the talking. He holds a shovel in the other hand. Daedalus and Pisces stand on the left side of the monster, while Tempest and the Creeps’ newest member, Montague Cervantes, stand on the right.

Knox lets go of the clown and gets up quickly, beginning to make a beeline for the Creeps. Tempest halts him with a snap of the fingers that causes Koznar to bring a blade to her neck. The Raven stops in his tracks, and suddenly his expression changes to pleading. Tempest nods, smiling, and Koznar pulls the knife away.

Tempest: It seems that we’ve got something that you want. Every man… has a weakness, a soft spot that will allow you to cut him down. This is your soft spot, isn’t it? Every man, every woman, has one. No one has found it yet, but even I have one!

He giggles, tapping the handle of the shovel against his foot. The music continues to play softly behind their voices.

Knox: Let her go.

Tempest: We can do that! Sheeeure we can! But, uh… I need your help with something first. Do you think you can help a Creep out?

Knox clenches his jaw. Closing his eyes, he thinks better of saying what he wants to say, and instead nods slowly, avoiding eye contact with any of them.

Tempest: Good. Now this may be unfair, but you see… we were summoned. The clown made a promise to me. She said, if she wins this match, she will join the Astro Creeps. And this isn’t some ordinary recruit, no! I mean… look at her. You can understand my position, can’t you? She’s so…

Knox: What do you want from me?

He says it softly, with resentment.

Tempest: It’s pretty simple really. I want you to quit. Give my Ragdoll the… liberation… that she deserves.

Knox: Her liberation comes when I snap her n--

Tempest: Ah, ah, ah.

He wags a finger mockingly. Koznar lets his blade peek out from behind him, tightening his grip around Hope's arm.

Tempest: But! Before you do, since I have you here… alone… in my clutches, so to speak. I want you to not only quit this match, but your pursuit of redemption for your son? It ends here.

Knox sighs, putting his head down. He shakes his head, knowing his options are very limited.

Tempest: And if you ever come for us again?

He points the spade of the shovel at Hope Knox, taunting her. The music still continues to play behind them.

Tempest: Next time, we won’t give you the option to have her back. Those are our terms, Mr. Knox. You will be in our business… nevermore.

He grins, dropping the microphone and lifting the shovel like a baseball bat. Knox inhales deeply, and lets it out. He contemplates his decision for a long time, and finally…

Knox: Fine… I quit… Now let her go.

Tempest cackles as the music picks up tempo. Koznar tosses Hope into his arms and the Creeps part, giving them a space to walk past. And, glaring at each of them, they do.

Tempest slowly rolls his neck and turns his attention back to Jacky. He glares up at Koznar and gives him direction. Koznar nods slowly, before walking down to Ragdoll’s unconscious body. He picks up her limp body and tosses her over his shoulder. She doesn’t move. Slowly, Koznar brings the clown to Tempest.

‘Relax… It’s over.
You belong to me,
I fill your mouth with dirt.
Relax… It’s over.
You can never leave,
I take your second digit with me.
Love.’

The Astro Creeps huddle around Ragdoll and Koznar. Tempest steps up to her slowly, lifting her chin up with his fingertips. He runs a finger along her cheek and gazes around at his Creeps. Slowly, they walk away, Ragdoll’s limp arms swaying to and fro with each step that Koznar takes.

Arthur La Forge: Are we back on?

Mary DeSue: Yeah um...what the hell just happened?

Arthur La Forge: Knox lost. Ragdoll won. Beyond that, I think we just witnessed a crime.

Mary DeSue: Oh good, you were right about the criminal investigation. Can we cut to commercial now?

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'The Prodigal Son' Adam Miller vs. 'The Wizard' James Wilcox

Ultraviolence by Robert Slump hits, as dry ice appears across the stage and dark red lights shine down. When the music stops the arena goes dark and the music restarts with Miller standing in the centre of the ramp wearing a crimson red cloak arms wide. He walks to the ring and once in climbs the turnbuckle spreading out his arms once again

Mr Rad: The following match is a chairs match, where the use of steel chairs is permitted! Introducing first, from Brooklyn, New York, “The Prodigal Son”, ADAM MILLER!!

Arthur La Forge: This match has been brewing for most of the year, as these two have been fighting constantly. One way or another, it will end tonight.

Mary DeSue: And only chairs are legal, right?

Arthur La Forge: That’s the idea. But chairs are perfectly capable of causing a lot of damage.

Mary Desue: And I dunno who wants to cause the most damage between these two.

The Lights go out and are quickly replaced by Dark blue and green lights. The arena begins to fill with plumes of smoke. A voice begins to speak on the microphone.

“Hell is empty and all the Devils are here.”

The silence is quickly broken by what sounds to be a Latin chant. The smoke continues to fill the arena. A dozen hooded figures begin to emerge from the entrance way. They are holding long wooden staffs. At the head of them is the unmistakable figure of ISAAC.
ISAAC again is dressed as a priest. The white elements of the uniform are blood red. He stands holding a book in his right hand. A perfect red rose in the left. A microphone is attached to his ear.

ISSAC: Feeeeear. It’s the one thing that separates us. The desire for excellence is driven by fear. To overcome your fear you need faith. Do not confuse excellence with perfection…..that is the Wizards business.

The figures following Isaac tap the floor with their wooden staffs and the top of them ignites in flame. The slowed version of “The Wizard” by Black Sabbath begins to play.

Emerging from the darkness and the smoke is Drake. He walks towards the ring holding the Wand in two hands. He forms up behind the Reverend Isaac.

Following on behind Drake is a palanquin. Held up by six hooded figures. A top of the platform being carried is a wooden throne. The dark hooded figure can barely be made out. However the part of the face that can be seen is unmistakable. It is the painted face of the Wizard James Wilcox.

The congregation makes its way to the ring but stops just short. The six figures holding Wilcox up lift the palanquin up. James Stands.

James Wilcox: Miller. Evil has arrived to consume you. Your fear is with us now. I can taste it.

Wilcox lets out a maniacal laugh and steps forward, off the palanquin and into the ring. He de-robes and the lights come back up. The hooded figures carrying the palanquin carry it into the backstage area.

Mr Rad: And his opponent, accompanied to the ring by The Faction, from parts unknown, “The Wizard”, JAMES WILCOX!!

Arthur La Forge: You know, it seems like Wilcox is getting stranger the longer he’s part of Level Up.

Mary DeSue: Maybe its’ because he spent time working with Ragdoll.

Arthur La Forge: I wouldn’t doubt it.

As the two bitter rivals prepare to start the match, the camera pans around the ring showing various chairs set up and standing all around the outside of the ring. All of Wilcox’s followers watch on from outside the ring, essentially acting as lumberjacks. Ref Kirby calls for the bell, and it’s on! Miller and Wilcox stare at each other from opposite corners, daring one another to make the first move. Miller shouts something at Wilcox, who takes offence, and roars back at him. The two continue to exchange words as they move closer and closer to one another. They are now head to head, locked in a shouting match. The deadlock is finally broken by Wilcox, who uncorks a nasty slap to the side of The Prodigal Son’s jaw. Miller touches his lip, which is now bleeding slightly from the impact. He turns back to Wilcox and gives him a taste of his own medicine! The two then do away with any pleasantries and begin an all-out brawl!

Arthur La Forge: Again ,we should point out that James Wilcox broke Miller’s forearm with his “wand” a couple of PPVs back.

Mary DeSue: And Miller has been wanting revenge ever since. I think even if he loses the match tonight, it won’t matter as long as he spills some blood!

Both wrestlers have a handful of the other’s hair as they continue to lay into each other with brutal right hands! Wilcox finds the advantage with a knee to the midsection, and then a club to the Prodigal Son’s back! The Wizard sears Miller’s chest with a chop, then another! He backs Miller against the ropes and whips him off, catching him with a snap on the rebound! He then yells for his followers to give him a helping hand. They start throwing chairs into the ring, all aimed at Miller who manages to just roll out of the way to avoid being buried by the flying metal! The chairs form a metal pile in the centre of the ring between Wilcox and Miller. Wilcox picks up a chair while Miller does the same. They circle the metal pile, chairs drawn, waiting for the other to make a move. However, before either can start swinging, Ref Kirby pulls rank and orders all of the followers to head to the back! They protest but Kirby is adamant, and Wilcox’s cronies slowly begin heading up the ramp.

Mary DeSue: That doesn’t seem fair! That’s his congregation!

Arthur La Forge: It’s good! If Wilcox is going to win, he needs to do it on his own. I mean he’s got chairs, what else does he need?

Mary DeSue: Moral support!

Arthur La Forge: Please...

Wilcox is suddenly caught by a flying chair in the stomach! Miller, having kicked one of the chairs on top of the pile into The Faction leader, capitalizes. He runs over the pile of metal and uncorks a vicious chair shot to Wilcox’s back! Ditching the chair, he grabs Wilcox by the head and lifts him up into a vertical suplex. He spins around and throws Wilcox forward, sending him directly onto the pile of chairs! Wilcox clutches his chest from the hard landing, and tries to catch his breath. Miller gives him little time to recover, picking him up and driving him back onto the chairs with a snap dragon suplex! Clutching his back, The Prodigal Son looks to land the knockout blow by ascending to the top rope. Miller steadies himself for a moonsault - but suddenly loses his balance and crotches himself on the top rope! Wilcox, having hit the top rope to interrupt Miller, walks over and clubs MIller on the back several times before climbing up to the top rope with him. Hooking the arm, Wilcox lifts Miller up and over into a back suplex, driving both wrestlers into the pile of chairs!

Arthur La Forge: God! Everything is just more painful when you’re doing it onto a pile of steel!

Mary DeSue: That seems like one of those ‘no duh’ things to me, Artie.

Arthur La Forge: Yes, but here we are with these guys hurting themselves just to hurt each other.

Both men roll around in agony after the high-impact move, and Ref Kirby tries to get some kind of control of proceedings by clearing some of the chairs out of the ring. Wilcox and Miller slowly get to their feet. Wilcox nails Miller with a boot to the midsection, He then hooks Miller’s arms, and drives him face first into a chair with a double-arm DDT! The Prodigal Son looks out of it as Wilcox rolls him over and hooks the leg.

ONE!

TWO!

Miller kicks out on instinct alone! Wilcox slams the mat and holds up three fingers to Ref Kirby, who shakes his head. Frustrated, Wilcox picks up a chair, and pries it open. He craftily wraps it around Miller’s leg, The Prodigal Son’s eyes still glazed over from the DDT. Wilcox stomps on the chair, and the pain jolts Miller back to the present. He roars in pain, clutching his leg, only to receive another forceful stomp by Wilcox! The Wizard senses blood in the water, and starts mindlessly stomping on Miller’s limb over and over! The Prodigal Son howls and tries to distance himself from the onslaught but it’s no use, Wilcox is relentless! Grabbing a hold of Miller’s leg, he looks to lock in the figure four leg lock! He twists around the leg, but with a last gasp effort, Miller kicks him from behind and sends him sprawling through the top and middle ropes! He hits the unprotected outside hard. Miller manages to untangle his leg from the chair. As Wilcox gets up to the apron, Miller staggers backwards, turns around, and slams the chair right into his face!

Arthur La Forge: Jeebus! That’s one way to stop an attack!

Mary DeSue: They’re not even trying to have a wrestling match. It’s just straight up beatdown!

Arthur La Forge: It has all the hatred of Matt Knox vs. Ragdoll, perhaps more.

Wilcox is now down on the outside, bleeding from the chair shot. The Prodigal Son waits for The Wizard to get to his feet, then soars over the top rope and connects with a beautiful suicide dive! Miller manages to land on his feet, but he has to lean on the apron to stand up due to the damage done to his leg. He looks out to the crowd, and then down at one of the chairs on the outside of the ring. The crowd egg him on as he grabs the chair, and begins to furiously unload on Wilcox!! After finishing his serving of steel brutality, Miller pulls Wilcox up by the hair. Targeting the cut on his forehead, Miller strikes The Wizard’s head over and over again. This causes more blood to stream out of the cut, creating a crimson mask for Wilcox. After enduring significant punishment, Wilcox jush manages to push backwards and drive Miller into the crowd barrier. He then turns around and charges forward, and hits a clothesline, sending both men into the crowd!

Arthur La Forge: Look out folks!

Mary DeSue: Thank goodness vaccinations were required for entry to this show.

Arthur La Forge: This is what you get when you pay to attend Level up, folks. You might get a wrestler in your lap!

The Level Up crowd are going wild as the two rivals brawl in the aisle. Miller grabs a beer out of the hands of a patron and throws it in the eyes of Wilcox, temporarily blinding him. The same guy then offers Miller his chair. He takes it, stabs it into the midsection of Wilcox, and then smashes it over his back. The Prodigal Son then tells the audience to back away, which they do, and places Wilcox’s head between his legs. He spreads his arms to his sides, signalling a Canadian destroyer onto the floor!

Arthur La Forge: This will end the match for sure! And the feud!

Mary DeSue: And maybe Wilcox’s career!

Miller bends down to lift up Wilcox, but he counters by pushing him up and over into a back body drop! The move sends The Prodigal Son back first onto the concrete, with a sickening thud echoing through the arena. A bloody mess, Wilcox makes it to his feet, and looks over at his opponent collapsed on the ground. He then turns his eyes to the crowd, who are loudly booing him. Spotting a fan holding a “Miller Time” sign and wearing a Sonic the Hedgehog T-shirt, he angrily grabs the cardboard slogan and smashes it over Miller’s back. The sign breaks in two and Wilcox flips off the fan, who shouts abuse back at him. Wilcox leads Miller back to the crowd barrier, and bounces his head off the padding. His goons offer assistance in bringing Miller back in, but Wilcox waves them off. He kicks Miller to the stomach, and then seats him against the barrier. Taking a few steps back, Wilcox lowers the pad on his knee, and then charges forward - driving his knee into Miller and sending them both through the barrier!

Arthur La Forge: These two are gonna tear apart TopGolf before this thing is over!

Mary DeSue: And I didn’t have a chance to play a round. Shame.

Arthur La Forge: Let’s just worry about getting out of this match alive. They might use US as weapons next.

Mary DeSue: They’d better not! I’m too pretty!

Wilcox is first to his feet, getting to his feet with the assistance of his faction mates. He pulls up Miller and throws him into the ring, following in after him. Wilcox hooks the leg.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO!

Miller kicks out again, and the crowd goes wild! Wilcox is stunned, a look of absolute disbelief on his face. The awe turns to malice as Wilcox turns his attention to one of the chairs left in the ring. He opens the chair and slides it around the neck of the barely conscious Miller. Staring into the eyes of his enemy, a sadistic smile crosses Wilcox’s lips. He drives an elbow into Miller’s forehead, and then again, causing a small cut to form that begins to leak blood. He drags Miller over to the corner, and climbs to the second rope. Motioning across his neck with his thumb, Wilcox leaps off and drives his knee into Miller’s throat!

Arthur La Forge: I’d say the referee should consider stopping this at some point, but I think both fighters would be angry with him!

Mary DeSue: I don’t think I’m ready to see a referee get wrecked like that. Plus, they’d just go back to trying to hurt each other!

The sickening blow causes the crowd to go completely silent, and a satisfied smirk slowly forms on the face of The Wizard. But instead of going for the pin, Wilcox decides to inflict more pain on his rival, grabbing his legs and applying the dreaded SHARPSHOOTER! The submission hold applies maximum pressure to the lower part of Miller’s body as Wilcox wrenches back on his legs. Groggy but still conscious, Miller tries to reach for the ropes, but it appears a futile endeavour. He slowly begins to fade, and soon isn’t moving at all. Ref Kirby is about to check on Miller, but is suddenly distracted by an unexpected appearance on the apron. It’s Gina, the fourth member of The Faction!

Mary DeSue: Oh god, another one!

Arthur La Forge: The Faction continues to grow but it looks like this one has poor timing…

Mary DeSue: Yeah, Wilcox doesn’t seem to want her out there.

With Miller near incapacitated, Wilcox is furious about the distraction! He lets go of the sharpshooter and begins shouting at Gina to leave. They war back and forth, exchanging words, before Gina finally drops down from the apron and begins to walk back up the ramp. Shaking his head, Wilcox turns around right into a running forearm smash by Miller! The strike rocks Wilcox, and Miller follows it up with another chair shot to the face! Running on fumes, Miller sets up a chair in the middle of the ring, then pulls Wilcox into the powerbomb position. He hoists him up and looks to land his patented powerbomb-facebuster, but it’s interrupted by Wilcox, who blasts Miller with a chair! This causes Miller to collapse to the ground and allows Wilcox to escape certain doom! Looking at the chair he’d sneakily taken ahold of while being pulled up by Miller, he opens it and places it around the leg of The Prodigal Son once more. He locks in the SHARPSHOOTER! This time assisted by the steel chair! Having nowhere to go, and no energy left to try and escape, Miller begrudgingly taps out!

Mr Rad: Here is your winner…”The Wizard”, JAMES WILCOX!!

Arthur La Forge: James Wilcox picks up a huge win tonight and finally puts an end to his rivalry with Adam Miller.

Mary DeSue: And by submission of all things…

Arthur La Forge: You could tell that Miller did not want to tap out, but Wilcox would have broken his back if he didn’t.

Mary DeSue: It was a smart call, even if it wasn’t the call he wanted.

The Faction make their way into the ring to help their leader up, celebrating in victory. Initially Wilcox is woozy on his feet, but eventually he gets his whereabouts. Pushing his disciples back, he slumps down to Miller. He grabs him by the hair, screaming “IT’S OVER”. The rest of The Faction then grab Wilcox and lead him out of the ring and down the ramp as Miller is left a bloody mess in the center of the ring, frustrated.

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Don Tirri vs. Duncan Shepard

The fast-paced opening riff of "Ace of Spades" by Motörhead hits the PA-system and TIrri walks through the curtain, stopping at the top of the ramp to look around the arena. With a big grin on his face he makes his way down the aisle, trashtalking the fans as he goes by.

Mr. Rad: This is a POWER RULES match, set for one fall and it is for the POWER Championship! Introducing first, from Helsinki, Finland, weighing in at 280 pounds...'Old School Cool', DON TIRRI!

Tirri rolls into the ring and runs to the ropes a few times before turning to the hard cam and throwing up the devil-horn salute with both hands.

Mary DeSue: Yes! Kick some ass Thicci!

Arthur La Forge: You have to believe a title win for Don Tirri is going to happen sooner rather than later. He always finds himself in a title picture and just narrowly misses out. It has to happen eventually, and may even happen tonight.

Mary DeSue: It WILL happen tonight.

Blue and white lights flash around the arena. Duncan Shepard walks out onto the stage. He stops and dances like your Dad for a while before jogging down to the ring. He slides in under the bottom rope.

Mr. Rad: And his opponent, from The Citadel by way of London, England, he is the Level Up Wrestling POWER CHAMPION...DUNCAN SHEPARD!

When he gets to his feet he uses his hand as a pistol and shoots it into the crowd. Once he's done a full 360 his blows the smoke from the barrel, holsters it, then pumps his fist into the air.

Mary DeSue: BOOOOOOOO!

Arthur La Forge: Mary DeSue, unbiased announcer, everyone.

Mary DeSue: They can listen to you if they want unbiased. I’m here for my thicc boi!


To the surprise of everyone, instead of tying up as you would in a normal match with an opponent you respect, Don Tirri and Duncan Shepard simply nod at each other and it turns into a hockey fight! The two tie up and punch each other at the same time, immediately getting applause from the crowd. Tirri backs Shepard up into the ropes so the Commander fires back with some knees to get him to back off. Shepard then ducks his head and barrels forward, tackling Tirri through the ropes and causing them both to fall outside the ring! They both get to their feet and RESUME FIGHTING! The crowd roars in approval and eventually both Tirri and Shepard get the same idea and knock each other silly going for a headbutt! You can see the welts form on their respective foreheads as they try to shake out the cobwebs. Tirri moves around ringside and grabs a chair before sliding back into the ring, while Shepard pulls out a Singapore Cane from under the ring and goes to join him!

Arthur La Forge: Give both guys credit. They know what division they’re in and didn’t waste anyone’s time getting to the plunder.

Mary DeSue: What is Duncan’s little stick gonna do against a chair? Did you see the chairs match?

Tirri swings with the chair, looking to cave in Shepard's head, as respect means nothing in a title match, so Shepard ducks down and swings the cane into his ribs! The wind is driven out of Don, who drops to his knees and bends over to catch his breath, and Shepard brings the cane down into his back, causing a loud cracking sound to echo through the venue. Tirri rolls over onto his back and Shepard brings the cane down again, smacking it against the midsection! Shepard puts the cane back down and gets Tirri to his feet, sending him into the ropes with an Irish Whip before immediately picking up the CHAIR and SWINGING FOR THE FENCES, but Tirri is smart enough to grab the top rope to stop himself and ducks down and out of the ring, avoiding whatever injury he would have received there.

Arthur La Forge: Smart move on the part of Tirri. It may be no rules but that doesn’t mean you have to let yourself get clobbered by a chair.

Mary DeSue: Well at least someone was watching Wilcox and Miller earlier!

Shepard, realizing things got a little heated, puts down the chair and invites Tirri to come back into the ring. Tirri was headed that way anyway and slides inside, before charging at Shepard. He suddenly tries to surprise the champion with THE BOOT, but Shepard baseball slides underneath, almost expecting it! He bounces off the ropes and as Tirri turns around he gets caught with a clothesline! Tirri gets back up and Shepard attempts the Krogan Handshake, but Tirri moves his head out of the way so Duncan only headbutts his shoulder, then continuing in one fluid motion, he reaches down, grabs the Singapore cane, then spins around and slams it into the back of Duncan Shepard! The champion stumbles forward and falls through the ropes back to the outside!

Arthur La Forge: You wouldn’t expect Tirri to be that graceful, which is probably how he was able to surprise the champion.

Mary DeSue: It’s like ballet, but with violence!

Tirri goes outside after the champion, minus the weapon, and shoves him into the barricade. He then begins to rain down fists into the head of Duncan, before pulling him out and using his size and strength advantage to throw Shepard into the timekeepers' area, knocking over the table and ring bell! Tirri follows him over and lifts him up, continuing to pummel him as the match appears to be leaning more into the strengths of 'Old School Cool' for the time being. Duncan tries a punch to the kidneys to get him to back off, but Tirri responds with a headbutt that knocks him to his knees. Tirri then lifts the champion up and tosses him back into the ring. He follows him in and, smirking at the champion, begins to undo the turnbuckle pad, which Shepard can see him do as he struggles to stand.

Arthur La Forge: In any other match I might get mad about that but…

Mary DeSue: It’s all legal!

Arthur La Forge: Yes. And you’ll notice he made a point to let Shepard see he was doing it. He’s telling him that he will drive him into it. That’s confidence.

Tirri lifts Shepard up and the champion, knowing what Tirri has in mind, unleashes a flurry of chops and punches. He tosses Tirri into one of the covered turnbuckles, takes a step back and charges in, but Don sidesteps a corner shoulder thrust and the champion hits the ring post and falls to the outside. Tirri goes to retrieve the champion and before he does, punts him in the ribs. He lifts him back up and carries him over near the announce desk, but Shepard grabs him around the waist and runs him ribs-first into the apron! He then carries him backward and hits a back suplex on the announce table, which DOESN'T break! Duncan climbs up onto the table with Tirri and lifts him up, looking for the Reaper's Bane on the table, but Tirri BACK DROPS HIM OFF TO THE FLOOR! Tirri rolls off the table and looks around, before grabbing Mary's iPad off the desk. He gives her a wink and then slams the tablet down onto Shepard's back! The hard case makes an audible cracking noise and he tosses it back to DeSue.

Arthur La Forge: I'm surprised you let him use the tablet like that, it must be bro...wait...it STILL WORKS?

Mary DeSue: I only get the BEST tablets in my line of work! Might need a new protective case though, this one's split in two.

Arthur La Forge: Looks like Duncan's back might be too.

Tirri rolls Shepard into the ring and goes for the first pinfall of the match...

ONE!

TWO!

NO! Shepard kicks out. Tirri gets up and grabs the Singapore cane and begins to repeatedly swing it down at Shepard's body, absolutely wearing him out with the weapon! After at least seven or eight shots, he tosses the cane down, which is nearly in splinters at this point. Tirri reaches down to grab the Commander, who pulls him down into a small package!

ONE!

TWO!

Tirri kicks out! Shepard is back up and Tirri lifts him up and drops him with a sidewalk slam! And now he covers!

ONE!

TWO!!

Shepard tosses a shoulder up!

Arthur La Forge: Back and forth we go! Shepard is proving he can withstand some big shots from Tirri.

Mary DeSue: He’s gonna be sore in the morning and he won’t even have a title belt to keep him company!

Tirri gets up and grabs a chair, placing it in the corner opposite the one with the removed turnbuckle. He turns back around and Shepard lunges forward and headbutts him in the midsection. He then grabs the tattered Singapore cane and gives Tirri a little of his own medicine, hitting him with repeated strikes, over and over, pieces breaking off and even opening up tiny cuts on the giant Finn! He then picks up Tirri and places the splintering cane into his mouth! He pulls it across and then YANKS TIRRI DOWN INTO A RUSSIAN LEGSWEEP! Shepard then moves into a neutral corner and bends down, and it looks like he might want the Biotic Charge! He runs in and Tirri scoops him up! He's looking for the Sack of Sh*t Fallaway Slam. He lifts Duncan up, Shepard lands on his feet behind him! Bounces off the ropes, BIOTIC CHARGE! COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THR--NO!!! Tirri kicks out!

Arthur La Forge: God, after all that offense I would have thought for sure Shepard would have retained!

Mary DeSue: Look at all the cuts on my poor thicc boi! And his mouth is even cut up!

Arthur La Forge: Don Tirri is suffering for his art, it seems.

Commander Shepard picks up Don Tirri and begins to punch at his face to force him back, before getting him in a front facelock to try for Reaper's Bane, but Tirri pivots his hips, shifts his weight and lifts SHEPARD up instead with a stalling suplex! Tirri then climbs up to the second turnbuckle, ready to try an in-ring version of the Old School Elbow, but Shepard is back up there to meet him! He grabs the big Finn and attempts to superplex him back into the ring, but Tirri traps the arms and begins headbutting him with a little Morning After! He shoves the Commander back down to the ring and jumps off with an OLD SCHOOL ELBOW! And the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THRE---NO!! Duncan barely slips an arm up! Tirri gets up, now clearly frustrated at how close he's been to being champion, and grabs Shepard by the head. He runs and RAMS him into the chair in the corner! Tirri runs and bounces off the ropes, attempting THE BOOT, but Shepard steps back and yanks down the rope, forcing the Finn to crotch himself! Tirri gingerly pulls himself down and onto the apron and Shepard runs at him...BIOTIC CHARGE THROUGH THE ROPES TO THE FLOOR! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN!

Arthur La Forge: What an intense match this has turned into! Judging by how hard they’re going at it, you wouldn’t think these two even liked each other!

Mary DeSue: I don’t like Duncan very much right now.

Arthur La Forge: I think it says a lot about how much the champion respects his challenger that he’s willing to hurt himself to get a pinfall victory over him. He knows the normal stuff won’t do!

With there being no countouts in this match, it's up to the fighters when it continues. They both lay around for a solid twenty seconds or so, before Shepard is up to his feet first and rolls back into the ring. Tirri is up next and he gets into the ring. Shepard tries another Biotic Charge but this time Tirri gets the kneelift, and then a neckbreaker! But he's so spent he can't capitalize right away. So instead of a cover, he turns Shepard over and tries to apply the Daddy's Chokeout! He has it locked in! He squeezes the smaller Shepard and the referee begins to check the arms.

Shepard is fading...

He's almost out....

But Shepard suddenly reaches down and grabs a splinter from the cane and RAKES IT ACROSS TIRRI'S ARM! Tirri doesn't let go so he DOES IT AGAIN! He's opening shallow cuts on the arm of the Finn and then he STABS HIM IN THE HAND WITH THE SINGAPORE CANE SHARD! IT GOES RIGHT THROUGH THE WEB BETWEEN TIRRI's THUMB AND INDEX FINGER!

Mary DeSue: Oh god I’m gonna be sick!

Arthur La Forge: We have seen some gross things in this company, and even tonight, but that might top them all.

Mary DeSue: The man didn’t ask for a piercing you sick freak!

That causes Tirri to let go and he stares at the new hold in his bleeding hand, dumbfounded, before removing the piece from his hand. He clutches at the wound and glares at Shepard. Whatever respect he had is either increased tenfold or completely erased in his rage. He stalks Shepard and runs for the Boot, but Shepard sidesteps! He bounces off the ropes and attempts BIOTIC CHARGE, but Tirri sidesteps that, moves around, grabs him by the waistline and uses his own momentum to THROW HIM INTO THE EXPOSED TURNBUCKLE! SHEPARD FALLS BACKWARD INTO A ROLLUP!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE
NO!!!!!!

Duncan Shepard just BARELY lifted his shoulder off the mat!

Mary DeSue: Tirri wins! Right? RIGHT?

Arthur La Forge: Not quite! Duncan Shepard just barely got his shoulder half an inch off the mat!

Mary DeSue: COME ON! What is it gonna take?!

Tirri is incensed now, and he drags Shepard away from the ropes and applies Daddy's Chokeout again! He tries his best to squeeze but the pain in his hand and blood allows Shepard to slip out! He slips behind Tirri and Don turns around with a kneelift! Tirri backs up, bounces off the ropes, looking for the BOOT, but Duncan steps onto the bottom rope and pushes himself high into the air, hitting him with a HIGH ANGLE BIOTIC CHARGE! Shepard grabs Tirri in the front facelock and gets him up...REAPER's BANE!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE

NO! TIRRI WON'T STAY DOWN EITHER! Duncan grabs him and hits ANOTHER REAPER'S BANE! ANOTHER COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THR--NO!!! TIRRI KICKS OUT AGAIN!

Arthur La Forge: My god, TWO Reaper’s Banes and the Finn will not stay down! This thing is an absolute war!

Mary DeSue: Come on Don! You took his best shot! Hit him with yours!

Shepard is now the one to be beside himself. He grabs a chair now and opens it up. Tirri places a hand on it as he's trying to pick himself up off the canvas. Shepard grabs him in the front facelock but Tirri shoves him backwards! Tirri goes for the Boot but Shepard THROWS THE SECOND CHAIR AT HIS HEAD! Tirri stumbles, immediately cut up, and Duncan kicks him and HITS A REAPER's BANE ON THE FIRST OPEN CHAIR! The chair collapses under the weight of the Finn and Shepard collapses on top of Tirri!

ONE!!!

TWO!!!

THREEE!!!

Mr. Rad: HERE is your winner and STILLLLLLLL the Power Champion....DUNCAN SHEPARD!!!

Mary DeSue: DAMN IT!

Arthur La Forge: I’ll say it again, this was an absolute WAR these two had! Somehow Duncan Shepard was able to dig down deep but it took so much out of him to do it.

Mary DeSue: Poor Don…

Arthur La Forge: Tirri has nothing to be ashamed of here. He’s got a string of bad luck but performances like this are going to make him a champion sooner rather than later.

The two men are lying in total exhaustion, both are bleeding. Duncan rolls over to Tirri and says something to him that the cameras can't pick up, likely a message of respect, and gets to his feet...barely. He is handed the Power Championship and holds it high to the respect of the Las Vegas crowd, before bending over immediately due to the pain. He looks down at Tirri and offers a hand, and Tirri, now in a seated position, hesitates a moment before taking it! Duncan helps him up and they shake hands for a moment, before Old School Cool leaves the ring and lets the champion have his moment.

Arthur La Forge: Don Tirri may rub some people the wrong way, but that is a total class act.

Mary DeSue: Damn straight he is!

Arthur La Forge: Congratulations to our Power Champion...we’ll be back after a break!

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Sidroy Covington IV vs. Lord Raab

"Monster" by Skillet plays over the sound system as Lord Raab comes out through the curtain wearing his red and black wrestling trousers with his nickname The Masked German Monster on the front of them with Monster Energy logos on the side of his trousers with black gloves on both of his hands and wears a black and red striped mask.

Mr. Rad: Ladies and gentlemen, it's time for the WISDOM CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH! Introducing first, from Cologne, Germany, weighing in at 260 pounds...he is the Masked German Monster, LORD RAAB!

Raab ignores the fans as he goes up the stairs before going in-between the ropes and crouches down in the corner moving backwards and forwards, rubbing his hands and moving his neck around while looking at his opponent with anger in his eyes while waiting for the match to start.

Arthur La Forge: Lord Raab beat both Jenny and Ragdoll to get this match, essentially ruining the thing they had going on with Sidroy.

Mary DeSue: Siddy can do better than dealing with the wacky women anyway.

Arthur La Forge: I don’t know if a monster is better.

Two horns blow echoing across the arena before the fade into the horns of 'You Wish' by Skepta and two spotlights circle the entrance area. After a moment Sidroy Covington IIII emerges with a smile, spreading his arms wide to present himself fully to the on lookers. He basks in his own glory for a moment before bowing, removing his embroidered towel as he does. He then slings it back of his neck, and makes his way to the ring rolling his wrists and occasionally waving to the crowd who has no interest in him, but still making sure to stay dead center of the walk way as to not allow them to be able to reach him if they so desired.

Mr. Rad: And his opponent...from Aberdeen, Scotland, weighing in at 215 pounds...he is the Level Up Wrestling WISDOM CHAMPION, "Ever Fortunate" Sidroy Covington IV!

He walks up the steps and holding the ropes as he wipes his feet before leaping over the top rope and landing on the second rope in the corner. He surveys the crowd and removes his towel once more, giving his impressive physique a dab with it before hopping down and laying his towel on the top rope behind the ring pad.

Arthur La Forge: Sidroy is so very close to getting a Final Boss title shot through the TriForce system. If he can beat Raab tonight, and one extra defense soon, he’ll get in the TriForce championship match at the next PPV.

Mary DeSue: Well, he beat LEGION for the title, then Jenny, then Dude WaLuigi. So he’s been impressive!

Sidroy seems understandably cautious when looking up at Lord Raab, who has over half a foot on him in height. He begins to pace around Raab in a circle, who doesn't do much more than stand and glare at him, occasionally moving to keep him in his line of sight. Raab then moves suddenly, surprising everyone, and he and Sidroy lock up. Sidroy attempts to push Raab backwards but his own knees bend as he can't push the larger opponent backward. Instead, Raab wraps his hands around the throat of Covington and hurls him backwards into the nearest turnbuckle, where Sidroy nearly bounces off into the air. Covington is shaken as Raab backs off and dares him to come in and try it again.

Arthur La Forge: Lord Raab seems like he’s playing with his food here.

Mary DeSue: Sidroy is a wrestler, darn it! He’s not some monster slayer!

Arthur La Forge: He’s going to have to be if he wants to get out of here with his title.

Against perhaps his better judgment, Sidroy rushes in and ties up with Raab again, but this time he extends Raab's arm and begins to drive his forearm into the inside of the Monster's elbow to weaken it. Sidroy then successfully applies an arm wringer but Raab immediately yanks his hand away and uses his other arm to nail Sidroy with a HARD European uppercut that knocks him flat on his back! Covington gets up and rubs at his neck, now making sure to keep some distance between himself and Raab. He then gets a smirk, and perhaps remembering EXP 12 two weeks ago, immediately dives down and tries to pick the ankle of the monster.

Arthur La Forge: Oh that’s a very smart play. Raab is a monster, but he’s not invincible, and Sidroy knows he has an injury.

Mary DeSue: He should send Diamond Steele a fruit basket!

Raab will not let the smaller Sidroy take him down and actually does a squat to lower his center of gravity and prevent it. He then reaches down and applies a clawhold to the abdomen of Sidroy, more to get him to let go than force a submission. It does the job and Sidroy lets go. He goes for it again but when Raab lowers his head to stop it, Sidroy grabs the arm and twists it around, and when Raab tries to yank his arm away, Sidroy quickly drops down and picks the ankle again, sweeping the leg and letting the monster fall to the mat! Even the champion seems a little taken aback by the plan working, as he has so far outwrestled the monster!

Arthur La Forge: Sidroy stuck to his plan to outwrestle Raab and so far he’s succeeded!

Mary DeSue: It’s not about how big you are, everyone has weak spots!

Arthur La Forge: And the Wisdom Champion is showing that here tonight.

Raab rolls over onto his stomach to begin to get up and Covington immediately dives down to try the FFB, but it was a ruse and the Monster latches up the arms and interlocks the fingers, forcing Sidroy down as he gets up, putting all the pressure on the young champion's shoulders and arm in a strange variation of the test of strength. Raab forces Siddy's shoulders to the mat..

ONE!

TWO!

Sidroy lifts a shoulder up, suddenly realizing the position he's in. He then begins to deliver upkick after upkick into the face of Raab to get him to let go. When the pressure loosens, Sidroy kips up to his feet, jumps up and actually gets a MONKEY FLIP on the challenger!

Arthur La Forge: If I didn’t just see it with my own eyes I wouldn’t believe it.

Mary DeSue: How?! How did he do that?

Arthur La Forge: It was all about positioning. Raab was bent over during the pin attempt, so Sidroy used the leverage he had to get him over.

Covington flips backward, still holding onto the hands of Raab and then drives both knees into the monster's sternum. He flops down into a pin!

One!

Raab shoves him off immediately. Sidroy wastes no time, however, immediately moves downward to grab the weakened ankle, applying a toehold. He tries to turn it into a spinning toehold, but when he gets a rotation, Raab puts a good foot on his backside and kicks him off, before sitting and getting to his feet. Covington turns around and Raab immediately hits him with a HUGE forceful chop that immediately turns the champion's chest red and knocks the wind out of him. The smack is so loud that the crowd actually groans when hearing it!

Arthur La Forge: I think Lord Raab just tried to cave Sidroy’s chest in!

Mary DeSue: Raab’s done playing!

Raab hits him with another chop that sends him sprawling backward, clutching his chest. Raab moves in now, smelling blood, and Sidroy hits a European uppercut of his own, only for Raab to return the favor with another thunderous chop. Another, weaker, uppercut from Sidroy is countered with another chop. Another European uppercut and ANOTHER chop from Raab, this one so hard it actually makes Covington spin around, so Lord Raab immediately wraps his arms around his waist and throws him backward with a German Suplex!

Arthur La Forge: This is where Sidroy is going to get in trouble. He cannot allow Raab to keep hitting him with these debilitating suplexes.

Mary DeSue: I don’t think Siddy has much say in it right now!

Arthur La Forge: Well, you’ve got a point. Raab seems to have him where he wants him.

Raab stands over Sidroy and lifts him up by his waistline, into the grip for another German, but Sidroy drives his elbows into Raab's arms to loosen his grip and immediately drops to a seated position, before spinning around and popping up to begin firing away at Raab with chops and uppercuts of his own. He tries for a headbutt and gets it, but this seems to anger the monster who latches both of his arms and starts hitting repeated underhook headbutts on the champion! One of them catches Sidroy's eyebrow and splits it open! With Covington dazed, Raab spins him around and hits ANOTHER German Suplex! Raab turns around and covers Sidroy!

ONE!

TWO!

THR--NO The champion kicks out!

Arthur La Forge: Lord Raab has finally hit his second gear and Sidroy barely got out of the pin attempt there.

Mary DeSue: Come on Siddy! You beat one monster, you can beat another one!

Raab gets to his feet and Sidroy immediately rolls to the apron. Raab reaches over the ropes and the champion gets an upkick that's hard enough to turn Raab's mask, buying Sid enough time to get to his feet. He grabs Raab's head in a front facelock and begins to yank him downward over the top rope, letting gravity pull him over. Once Raab is on the apron, he shoves Sidroy into the ringpost, HARD. Sid's back smacks the post audibly but he lets adrenalin carry him through and leaps up into the air, nailing the COVINGTON CAVE-IN ON THE APRON! Sidroy flops back into the ring as Raab slumps to the floor!

Mary DeSue: YES! We’ll take a countout win!

Arthur La Forge: I don’t know if Sidroy is even aware a count is happening right now. He looks like he just wants to catch his breath for a moment.

Mary DeSue: We’ll still take it!

The referee begins to count. One!

Two!

Three!

Four!

Sidroy looks through the ropes, wondering if he'll get a count-out...when RAAB SUDDENLY SITS UP, REACHES UP AND GRABS HIM AROUND THE THROAT! Raab gets himself to his feet while squeezing the throat of the champion, who backs off and yanks Raab's shoulder against the ring cable to get him to release. If it hurt, Raab doesn't show it, and he immediately slides into the ring to chase after Sid, who seems shaken by what just transpired. Sidroy charges forward and leaps up for another Covington Cave-In, but Raab actually CATCHES his feet and flips him backward! Covington lands on his feet but then catches a spear from the challenger! Raab with the cover!

ONE!

TWO

tHR--Sidroy gets the shoulder up! Raab is unusually calm and immediately grabs the arms and head of Sidroy and begins to apply the KILLERLOCK! Sidroy kicks his legs and tries desperately to fight out of the submission attempt, then pivots his hips and slips of it, but not out of Raab's grasp. Raab hits him with knee after knee to the head, then flips him up and over with a release vertical suplex! Sidroy holds his back and gets to his feet, and Raab attempts a big boot, but it was a mistake as Covington catches the foot and kicks down at Raab's bad ankle, before executing another takedown! Covington then applies a standing version of the kneebar and it's Raab who is on the defensive, hitting the smaller Covington with upkicks of his own! One of them hits Sidroy right in the forehead and knocks him off to release the hold.

Arthur La Forge: Just a back and forth sequence, which I don’t think anyone expected before this match started! Sidroy is relying on his technical wrestling acumen to withstand the brutality and power of the monster!

Mary DeSue: He’s not just withstanding Raab, he’s taking the fight to him!

Arthur La Forge: And that bad ankle of Raab’s is a big reason why, so Sidroy is proving just why he is the “Wisdom” champion by targeting it.

Covington is shaky as he tries to get to his feet and Raab throws out his good leg and connects with a big boot to the side of the head! Cover!

One!

Two!

Thr--Sid just BARELY gets the shoulder up! Raab then lifts Sidroy up to his feet and wraps his arms around him, applying a bearhug! He lifts the champion up in the air and tries to squeeze the life out of him. Sid begins to fade and the referee checks him to see if he's out, but the champion unleashes a Mongolian Chop, of all things, to ring the ears of Raab, before firing up and dropping the point of his elbow into the flexor muscles of the forearm, likely causing tingles to shoot down the hands of Raab. This looses his grip and Sidroy drops down, ducking out of the grasp of Raab then jumping up with a rising knee strike! Raab backs into the corner and Sidroy comes RUSHING in with a corner dropkick! Sidroy then back up and runs for another one, but goes low and hits a DROPKICK TO THE BAD ANKLE! Raab comes hobbling out of the corner but actually drops to his knees!

Arthur La Forge: Raab is down! Sidroy has Raab down!

Mary DeSue: Omgosh!

Arthur La Forge: The monster can barely stand! Sidroy is playing chess with him right now!

Raab moves around to keep Sidroy in front of him, and the champion tries to kick down at the ankle only for Raab to snatch him up and, on ONE FOOT, throw him backward with an EXPLODER SUPLEX! It was weaker than the challenger wanted, proven when Sidroy gets to his feet and comes in again, so Raab hits him with another! That puts Covington down, and Raab jumps off with the good leg and comes crashing down with an elbow drop! Cover!

ONE!

TWO!

Sidroy kicks out AGAIN...and RAAB APPLIES THE KILLERLO...SIDROY REVERSES INTO THE FFB! Raab muscles the two of them up to their feet and grabs Sidroy around the throat...CHOKINATOR! Sidroy goes down and Raab collapses backward, the fight taken out of him as well!

Arthur La Forge: That Chokeinator would normally finish a match, but Raab can barely stand.

Mary DeSue: But Siddy’s down too!

Arthur La Forge: Yes, and it may only be a matter of seconds...

Raab finally begins to stir and hobbles over, pain shooting up his leg, as the monster's never seemed more human. He manages to get an arm over Sidroy...

ONE!

TWO!

THR...NO! Sidroy gets his foot on the ropes! Raab gets up, limping, and begins to simply stomp away at the champion in anger. Raab then latches around the waist and gets him up, wanting a German suplex, but Sidroy kicks back at the ankle again! Raab takes a step back and Sidroy hits a PELE KICK! The Monster is still wobbly, so Sidroy hits COVINGTON CAVE-IN! He covers!

ONE!

TWO!

THR--RAAB KICKS OUT AND STANDS WITH HIS HAND AROUND SIDROY'S THROAT! Raab lifts him up for the Chokeinator...but the ankle gives out and he lets go! Sidroy jumps up and hits the THIRD COVINGTON CAVE-IN of the match! He doesn't cover, instead immediately scaling to the top rope...AIR ABERDEEN! He goes BACK UP TOP AND HITS A SECOND AIR ABERDEEN! And now the cover from the champion!

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!!

Mr. Rad: The winner of the match and STILL the Wisdom Champion....SIDROY COVINGTON THE FOURTH!!!

Arthur La Forge: And just like that, Sidroy Covington notches his THIRD defense of the Wisdom title!

Mary DeSue: YAY! Go Siddy!

Arthur La Forge: I’m sure Raab would love to say it was luck, but Sidroy outwrestled him here tonight. If they meet up again, the Monster is going to have to change tactics!

Sidroy sits up with an exhausted grin on his face, once again slaying a monster in his run as the Wisdom Champion. He takes his belt from the referee and slides out of the ring, just as Raab amazingly sits up, breathing heavy but not exactly with the strength he may have had earlier in the night. Raab glares at the champion, letting him know that they will meet again.

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Magdalena Lockheart vs. EA Blizzard

”Man Who sold the world” by David Bowie hits the PA, and the crowd boos as EA Blizzard walks out, carrying his leather briefcase. He adjusts his tie with his free hand, before walking to the ring, pointing out the embroidered EAB initials on the case as he staves off jeers from the fans.

Mr. Rad: This match is your MAIN EVENT and it is scheduled for one fall, for the LEVEL UP WRESTLING FINAL BOSS CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first, from San Diego, California, weighing in at 323 pounds...EA Blizzard!

EAB climbs the steps, wiping his feet on the apron, before stepping over the ropes. He climbs to the second rope, again pointing to the initials on the case, before handing the briefcase to the timekeeper.

Arthur La Forge: I may not like how he got the title match, but EAB does have a win-loss record to have earned it and he has the title shot regardless.

Mary DeSue: And he hurt the champ, so he has an advantage.

Arthur La Forge: Yes, there is that. Any advantage he can take, he will.

The lights in the arena go completely out and the eerie, pulsating opening of Linkin Park's 1stp Klosr pushes its way through the public announce speakers and out into the pitch. The audience is left in complete darkness, all except for the pulsating of glowing green lights at the stage and around the ramp arena, all appearing as though they're traveling towards the curtain and upward to the tron screen.

Mr. Rad: Standing at five feet three inches tall, and weighing in at one-hundred and eleven pounds, she comes from the wrong side of heaven and apparently is here to destroy us all. She is the Dark Harbinger, Jenova's Black Legacy and our Final Boss Champion, she is the artist of destruction Magdalena Lockheart!

Soon after Maggie Magnificent emerges from behind the curtain. Lockheart steps out into the center of an indigo spotlight wearing a long black cloak. For a moment she stands at the top of the stage and briefly looks up to reveal her face. The ramp in front of her is consumed by shadows and fog. Jenova steps down the ramp in rhythm with the music and turns toward the hard-camera side of the ring.

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

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

Arthur La Forge: Maggie is going to that dark place she travels to, her Jenova persona, which means she’s going to unleash hell on Blizzard if she can.

Mary DeSue: Last time she went there was against Tirri and she kept trying to knee his brain out of his skull.

The two stare each other down. If Maggie is still feeling the effects of her hurt back two weeks ago, she's not showing it while in her JENOVA persona. However, whatever she planned is put on pause, for now, as EAB runs up and hits her with a simple but effective toe kick that sends her stumbling back into the corner. Blizzard begins following that up with a series of corner shoulder thrusts, driving that back repeatedly into the turnbuckles behind her. Blizzard then scoops her up immediately and throws Lockheart behind him with a fallaway slam!! Lockheart crashes down on her back and hip and rolls the rest of the way to the other corner, trying like hell to climb up to her feet. Blizzard rushes in and begins kicking away at her, before turning her around and hitting MORE shoulder thrusts to the small of the back! He pulls her out and hits ANOTHER Fallaway Slam!

Arthur La Forge: Oh my god! EA Blizzard is absolutely destroying Magdalena Lockheart right now!

Mary DeSue: I'm in total shock, I can't believe it!

Arthur La Forge: Blizzard clearly had a gameplan between EXP 12 and now and Maggie has been absolutely unable to get out of the starting blocks, Jenova or no Jenova!

EAB mocks the booing crowd as it appears, for a moment, he's taken all the fight out of the champion. So it's shocking to him when she suddenly lunges out and hits an open hand palm strike! Blizzard doesn't like that all too much and hits a kneelift to the abdomen, before hitting a clubbing blow to her spine that knocks her back down. He lifts her up into the nearest corner and again targets the back with a series of kneelifts and clubbing blows. He then hits a THIRD Fallaway Slam, sending her flying all the way across the ring!

Arthur La Forge: Blizzard is just swarming the champion right now!

Mary DeSue: It's...it's a honestly a little uncomfortable to watch. The man outweighs her by 223 pounds! That's a whole fat person!

Lockheart is clutching at her back and is trying to get to her feet, but it seems her legs are already weak and the pain in her back is making her unable to support her own body weight. Blizzard helps her out by picking her up and hitting her with a Pendulum Backbreaker, before picking her back up and simply tossing her out of the ring! After watching her land hard on her back outside, Blizzard calmly goes outside to retrieve her, picking her up and throwing her back in the ring. As Lockheart tries to reach for the ropes to pick herself up, Blizzard grabs her around the waist and lifts her up and down into an atomic drop!

Arthur La Forge: He's targeting that back, same as he did two weeks ago, and so far she's only answered with a single strike.

Mary DeSue: This is...what are we seeing?

Arthur La Forge: And it's not like Maggie is a WaLuigi. She's the Final Boss Champion. She's defeated Don Tirri, LEGION, Bert McAlroy. She made it all the way to the finals of the Wrestlestock Open for crying out loud!

Mary Desue: EAB is proving just how smart he is, alright! It's like he found a cheat code!

EAB gets a little too cocky now, taunting Lockheart, who responds, almost out of instinct, with a step up enziguri! The move rocks EAB but didn't have quite its full strength, so he responds with a NASTY lariat! Maggie again will not stay down and begins pawing at the ropes, struggling to pull herself up. Blizzard seems to let her, as the thinks he's got the match in the bag. He moves forward and suddenly Lockheart begins to hit him with a series of palm strikes, before clutching his head and neck and hitting MMA knee strikes! She lets a little of the other Maggie out, starting Beat Rush with a couple of jabs, an uppercut, and goes for the spinning back elbow but EAB ducks low, grabs the waist and lifts her up to hit another reverse atomic drop, dropping her tailbone across his knee! She crumbles down to the mat, all the fight out of her once again.

Arthur La Forge: We've seen Lockheart with a variety of opponents this year but none have been bigger, or more cold and calculating than Blizzard.

Mary DeSue: You know, I expected this to be rough for her but sheesh.

Arthur La Forge: She's been burning the candle at both ends, as they say, and EAB may have just taken advantage of it.

Blizzard begins to stomp away at the downed champion, kicking her with malice, before stopping when she's suitably beat down. He then lifts her up with his hands around the throat, lifts her up for the Industry Standard...but she counters with a double knee strike to the chin! EAB lets go and then swings wildly with another lariat, but Lockheart ducks undernearth and runs (or really, staggers) off the ropes, back pain and all, and jumps up to connect with an ENTROPY BLADE! That takes EAB down to a knee, so she backs up and runs in with ANOTHER ONE! He's down to both knees but still sitting up, A THIRD ENTROPY BLADE! EAB FINALLY GOES DOWN!

Arthur La Forge: She's spamming moves! Some online gamer would be furious with her right now!

Mary DeSue: At least she's not turtling with uppercuts.

Arthur La Forge: She finally found her opening and is using those knees of hers to hopefully knock EAB out!

Mary DeSue: Yeah but what happens when HE finds another opening?

Lockheart gets to her feet, but so does Blizzard, even if he is now also shaky. She starts kicking at his legs to try and weaken them, drops him to a kneel, then runs and hits another Entropy Blade to the jaw! He drops down to his hands and knees and she sees the opening, as does the Las Vegas crowd, who cheers when she runs for BLACK LEGACY....NO! EAB lifts up before she can stomp him down and propels her backward into the ropes with enough force that she nearly falls outside! But instead, Lockheart uses the momentum and lands on the ropes, then springboards off and HITS METERORAIN! The Meteora connects and she follows that with A SERIES OF KNEES TO THE HEAD OF BLIZZARD! One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six!

Arthur La Forge: This crowd is going nuts! Lockheart is attacking the challenger with everything she has!

Mary DeSue: She's kicking him like he's a pinata!

Lockheart waits for Blizzard to get up, and he does, gingerly, and she runs off the ropes and tries a Sector 7 Press, but BLIZZARD CATCHES HER! In one fluid motion he lifts her up into a military press slam AND DROPS HER WITH IT ROLLS DOWNHILL RIGHT DOWN ON HER BACK!

Arthur La Forge: Oh geez! That might've been it!

Mary DeSue: He's not even going for the pinfall yet!

He hoists Maggie up and shoves her into the corner, then runs and as she staggers out he attempts a big boot, but she drops down to avoid it! Whether it was instict or fatigue, we'll never know, but Blizzard tumbles over the top! Lockheart looks outside and sees him, then looks towards the crowd, then the ropes. She gets up, hobbling at first before the adrenaline kicks in, then bounces off the ropes and DIVING OFF AND OVER THE TOP WITH A SPACE FLYING TIGER DROP!

Arthur La Forge: WHAT IN THE WORLD!? WAS THAT A METEOR STRIKE?!

Mary DeSue: A What?

Arthur La Forge: A move of someone Maggie knows, I can't believe she did it! How was she able to pull something like that off with the damage she's taken!?

Lockheart gets up and flops backward into the barricade, and notices Blizzard getting up and stumbling around the ring, so she runs and jumps off the steps with the FIFTH Entropy Blade to the head! Lockheart grabs him and uses his momentum to roll him inside! She climbs up top and jumps back in with a diving knee drop to the head! FIRST COVER OF THE MATCH!

ONE!

TWO!

THR--NO! Blizzard kicks out!

Arthur La Forge: If Blizzard doesn't have a concussion after this, I'll be surprised, but Lockheart almost got him!

Mary DeSue: Hurt back and all, she's at least evened the playing field a little bit. I'm actually impressed.

Arthur La Forge: She's never gonna let you live that down if she hears about it.

Lockheart grabs Blizzard by the head and gets cravat, perhaps hoping for a Lockheart Liberation, but Blizzard shoves her off and grabs her by the throat for The Industry Standard, but she tries the double knee again so he lets go to avoid it. She lands and he hits a quick knee to the back, then drops down with a SURPRISE MECHANIC!

ONE!

TWO!

THR..LOCKHEART SLIPS OUT!

Arthur La Forge: Blizzard had his entire body weight on Lockheart in HIS first cover of the match and she only just slipped out!

Mary DeSue: I think he realizes he let this get away from him, and he's now going to put her away.

Arthur La Forge: If he gets rolling again like before, then she may be in trouble.

Both fighters are up to their feet and Maggie rushes in for Black Legacy, but Blizzard sidesteps and grabs her around the throat, lifts her for the Industry Standard, but she uses the momentum to pop up and latch her arm around his head...DDT! She runs off the ropes and jumps in the air..BLACK LEGACY!! COVER!

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE
NO!

Blizzard reached out his long leg and got a foot just barely on the ropes!

Arthur La Forge: I never thought I'd see EAB need a rope break with how this match started, but here we are!

Mary DeSue: Just goes to show that anyone has a weakness, I guess!

Suddenly the cheers for the match turn to boos as a group of anonymous lawyers begin to come down to ringside carrying briefcases with them. Lockheart hasn't even seen them yet, but when she does, she sighs with resignation at what might be coming. The referee gestures to them to get out of there, and one of them has snuck around while the refere is distracted and starts offering EAB his briefcase! Before Blizzard can even see the offer, someone tugs at the leg of the lawyer and yanks him down!

Mary DeSue: Who the...

Arthur La Forge: It's ELI GOODE!

Eli stares down the lawyer who robbed him just one PPV ago, then DROPS HIM WITH A GOODE BYE! Goode then gives Lockheart a nod of respect after paying her back for EXP 12, then grabs a chair and starts stalking the legal team, chasing them to the back!

Mary DeSue: This is NONE of his business!

Arthur La Forge: I'd say a fair Final Boss title match is EVERYONE'S business!

Blizzard has picked himself up and in the middle of the distraction, Lockheart almost forgot the task at hand. She runs in with what would be the sixth Entropy Blade of the match, but Blizzard uses her momentum to power her up! IT ROLLS DOWNHILL! ONCE AGAIN ON HER BACK! Blizzard might end up winning anyway!

ONE!

TWO!

THR--NO!! Lockheart kicks out!

Arthur La Forge: After all that, Blizzard nearly stole one!

Mary DeSue: I don't know it it was stealing, Eli's the one who helped.

Blizzard is furious and rolls outside, grabbing the briefcase the lawyer left behind. He rolls back into the ring with it and the referee very clearly tells him that he will be disqualified if he uses the weapon. Blizzard swings anyway, only for hit a low dropkick to the shins! Blizzard drops to his knees and the briefcases slides across the ring and to the outside! Lockheart runs...BLACK LEGACY! But it doesn't seem she's done yet as JENOVA wants to make EAB pay! Lockheart scales the to the top turnbuckle...AND JUMPS OFF WITH CALAMITY FROM THE SKIES! She very nearly overshoots the double rotation moonsault, but manages to crash down flush across the HEAD of EA Blizzard instead of his body! Either way, she covers!!!

ONE!!

TWO!!!

THREEE!!!!!

Mr. Rad: HERE is your winner and STILL The Final Boss Champion....MAGDALENA LOCKHEART!

Arthur La Forge: I can't believe it! After Blizzard's domination in the opening, Lockheart somehow found an opening and basically ran down his life bar until she finished him off!

Mary DeSue: That's just...how does she keep doing this? She takes a beating and someone finds a way to win!

The referee rewards Lockheart with her Final Boss Championship, as it seems she is one step closer to main eventing Final Fantasy with another title defense notched. She rolls out of the ring and begins limping to the back, barely even able to raise her belt in the air. The crowd cheers her on.

Meanwhile, EA Blizzard begins to get up and is dazed, but furious.

Arthur La Forge: EA Blizzard gave Lockheart a different fight here tonight and came very, very close to taking the belt off of her.

Mary DeSue: If Eli Goode hadn't...

Arthur La Forge: Oh stop. Eli kept it fair. He didn't even hit EAB or cause him to be distracted! You have no grounds!

Mary Desue: FINE. So he lost fair and square. But you know she can't keep this up forever!

Lockheart stands at the top of the ramp and looks out at the Las Vegas crowd, cheering her on, as the show fades to black.


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