EXP 13 Results - September 20, 2021 (Los Angeles, CA)

After the opening video ends we cut to outside of Grauman’s Chinese Theater in beautiful Los Angeles, California where we see the makeshift stage and ring set up as a Hollywood Tour Bus pulls up.

Hollywood Tour Guide: And to your left you’ll see Grauman’s Chinese Theater...and some video gamed themed professional wrestling...only in Hollywood folks!

We pan over real quick to see Arthur La Forge, wearing his classic Captain N jacket, and Mary DeSue cosplaying Marilyn Monroe.

Arthur La Forge: Welcome everyone to EXP Episode Thirteen! Where tonight we have a great card for you this evening live here on TWITCH!

Mary DeSue: And we are here where some are hot and some are not in beautiful Los Angeles! I love it here.

Arthur La Forge: Close as you’re gonna get to fame Mary?

Mary DeSue: Depends...see any single male stars who need a gold digger?

Arthur La Forge: Damn. Anyway. We got a great show for you tonight with the debuting Chassie Fear taking on WaLink, Adam Miller taking on Nocturne, Multiplayer action with the teams of Amber Payne and Diamond Steele taking on Johnny Fringe and Lord Raab! Exciting eh?

Mary DeSue: Bout as exciting as Gigli.

Arthur La Forge: Ouch! However keep your razzies because we also have six man multiplayer action with out “Final Boss Champion” Magdelana Lockheart, “Courage” Champion Jenny, and “Power” Champion Duncan Shepard taking on The Time Jumpers with Estrella Luiz. And if that’s not enough a triple number one contenders match between Larry Tact, EA Blizzard, and your favorite Don Tirri for a shot at Shepard’s Power Title.

Mary DeSue: I mean who isn’t down with his THICCness.

Arthur La Forge: Ew. And moving on we got a number one contenders match to see who will take on “The Final Boss” at Tri-Force Heroes between Joseph War and James “The Wizard” Wilcox! The Multiplayer Tag Team Gauntlets are on the line as Bert McAlroy returns to action with Ahmya to take on the team of Al Fresca, Dionysus and Chef Andre. And in our main event the Wisdom Title is on the line as Sidroy Covington The Fourth defends against Eli Goode! What a action packed night and let’s get it started up in hereeeee!!

Mary DeSue: Do not ever do that again.

Arthur La Forge:...yeah probably not a good idea.

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Chassie Fear vs. WaLink

The bell rings as Chassie wastes little time in rushing towards WaLink, nailing him with a front dropkick that pushes his back into the corner, causing him to fall to a seating position. She runs back to her starting corner and runs back, jumping and ramming both her knees into WaLinks face. She tries to drag WaLink back, but struggles. She shrugs it off before running and jumps over him to the middle rope and moonsaults off the second rope and onto WaLink. She powers herself to lift up WaLink and hits him with a nasty Spinning Savate Kick.

Arthur La Forge: Chassie Fear is wasting absolutely no time here, my word!

Mary DeSue: Time is money! And also, maybe she wants to go sightseeing!

Arthur La Forge: I plan to do that myself. Lots of cool stuff to do in Los Angeles!

Mary DeSue: And WaLink is not one of them!

All the momentum on her side, she demands that WaLink gets to his feet, the crowd not very happy with Chassie so they send down the boos as he makes it to his feet slowly only to get a boot to his midsection and then head wrapped in her arm. She jumps in the air and hits her Shiner finisher before jumping from the mat to the top rope. She slowly stands on the top rope before nailing her Fearless 360 Shooting Star Press and covers WaLink.

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Mr. Rad: Here is your winner….CHASSIE FEAR!

Arthur La Forge: WaLink didn’t even have time to realize he was wrestling!

Mary DeSue: He doesn’t even deserve to be called WaLink after that performance! Let’s try something else….how about WANK?

Arthur La Forge: I can’t see that ever getting over.

Audience: WE WANT WANK! WE WANT WANK!

Arthur La Forge: Oh lord...

Disgusted by not having a real opponent for her debut, Chassie refuses to have her hand raised and she leaves the ring to head to the back.

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Nocturne vs. Adam Miller

The bell rings and Nocturne and Adam Miller start circling each other and goes for a lock up, but Nocturne gets kneed in the gut by Miller, who then pushes her into the ropes and runs towards her and nails a forearm smash that nearly sends Nocturne out of the ring, but instead she calls face first onto the mat. Adam pulls her back and climbs to the top rope and nails a top rope splash onto the back of Nocturne. He turns her over and covers her.

One.

Two.

Kickout!

Arthur La Forge: Adam Miller is coming off of a devastating loss to James Wilcox at Devil May Cry, and he’s hoping to bounce back against Nocturne here tonight.

Mary DeSue: Well, she hasn’t won a match so maybe he will.

Arthur La Forge: She’s also not a WaLuigi, just hit with a string of bad luck.

Adam smirks as he lifts Nocturne up and pushes her to the corner. He climbs up and starts punching her in the head: 1..2..3..4..5..6..7..8.. but Nocturne pushes one of Adam's legs out and he falls backwards onto the mat below. Nocturne jack knife pins Adam.

One.

Two.

Th- kickout!

Arthur La Forge: See what I mean? She nearly surprised him there!

Mary DeSue: Yeah but even Dude WaLuigi has one win.

Arthur La Forge: That required a distraction. This was clearly skill!

Adam, nearly losing this match in an upset, kicks Nocturne's arm out as she tries pushing herself up off the ground and sends her back to the mat below. He crawls on top of her and starts to punch her and elbow her in the skull. He finally gets off Nocturne and lifts her up. He goes for his Cross Face, but Nocturne pushes him off. She ducks under a clothesline attempt and then quickly whips Adam into the corner. She follows up with a dropkick to Adam's knee, sending him to a seated position. Nocturne runs back and hits Adam with her running knee smash to his face, forcing him to roll off the turnbuckle and to the mat. Nocturne sees his position and jumps onto the turnbuckle and hits a split legged moonsault and covers.

One.

Two.

And kickout!

Arthur La Forge: Nocturne nearly beat him again!

Mary DeSue: You think maybe he’s not healed from the beating Wilcox gave him?

Arthur La Forge: Either that or not getting his revenge has shaken him. I guess we’ll find out.

She calls for Adam to get up. She demands him, she begs him to. When he does, she springs onto the rope and looks for his signature kick, but Adam catches her in a powerbomb position and slams her back first into the turnbuckle. The ref tells Adam to back up as he checks on Nocturne who took a nasty bump. Adam turns his back to the situation and poses to the crowd. He realizes he has this in the bag and he's ready to end this match. He goes back over to Nocturne and lifts her up. He goes for his powerbomb finisher, but Nocturne sunset flips out of it, catching Adam again with another pin attempt.

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Three!

Mr. Rad: HERE is your winner...NOCTURNE!

Arthur La Forge: Oh my god! What an upset!!

Mary DeSue: Well, good for her, finally beating somebody. Bad for him though. Sheesh.

Arthur La Forge: The Prodigal Son has nothing to be ashamed about, but he might want to regroup before competing again.

Mary DeSue: Either way, he’s returning to the loss column tonight! *cackles*

Nocturne quickly rolls out of the ring as Adam sits up in shock. That shock turns to anger as he complains to the referee as Nocturne leans against the barricade the winner of the match.

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Amber Payne & Diamond Steele vs. Lord Raab & Johnny Fringe

Starting off for the teams are Johnny Fringe and Diamond Steele. Steele goes for a lockup but Fringe side steps it and comes around for a neckbreaker. He kips up and runs over to Payne and Steele’s corner and swings wildly at her. Payne comes in and the offical is distracted as Fringe picks up Steele from behind, but Steele rares back and low blows Fringe!

Arthur La Forge: Well, I wouldn’t cheer for that but against a guy like Fringe, you gotta do what you gotta do.

Mary DeSue: He’s a big guy, with bad things on his mind!

Steele quickly gets over to Payne and tags in. Steele gets behind Fringe and sets him up for a german suplex but...COLLISION!! Payne was going for a spear, but it looks like there was a miscommunication and she ended up hitting Fringe and Steele at the same time before the suplex was done.

Arthur La Forge: That was nasty, and it doesn’t look like anyone got the better of it.

Mary DeSue: Least of all Fringe!

As we see an instant replay of the collision we can see Payne was just too quick on the draw and ended up hitting her partner as well. Fringe's neck looks like it's taken a devastating hit as he lands hard on the mat. All three wrestlers are down in the ring...

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Three...

Fringe slowly crawls his way over and tags in Lord Raab. Steele is the first up and gets kicked in the gut by Raab. DDT! He gets up just as Payne starts wailing on him with rights and lefts, but Raab grabs Payne by the face in a clawhold and drops her to the mat. Steele runs to the ropes and then rushes forward kicking Raab in the gut. She's going for her Diamond Cutter, but Raab pushes her off into the ropes. SPINEBUSTER! He grabs Steele by the neck and lifts her up...CHOKEINATOR OVER THE ROPES TO THE OUTSIDE!! Payne gets up and charges to the ropes. She bounces off...Crossbody! CAUGHT BY RAAB...RAAB shifts her around and sets her up for "Killerbuster"! Cover!!!

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Three!!!

Mr. Rad: Here is your winners...Johnny Fringe and Lord Raab!!!

Johnny is up and wobbly. He starts to try to walk to the backstage area but stumbles a bit. Backstage hands rush out and help get him to sit down at ringside while they bring the gurney. Payne and Steele are both up yelling at each other as Lord Raab walks past Fringe and the medical personal.

Arthur La Forge: Lord Raab showing class as always, he clearly did not want to team with Fringe here tonight.

Mary DeSue: Raab ended up doing most of the work, so why does he have to stick around?

Arthur La Forge: Human decency? Fringe is clearly hurt?

Mary DeSue: Who did human decency ever beat?

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Arthur La Forge : After the shock betrayal by Gina on James Wilcox at Devil may cry, We are going over to Lenny Brasco to hear from Gina.

Lenny Brasco: “Ladies and Gentlemen after the events during the match at Devil may cry let’s hear from Gina.”

His hand gestures to the arena entrance. Gina marches to the ring.

Lenny Brasco: Welcome welcome! Gina….the attempt to interfere in the match…..tell us abo……

Gina grabs the microphone from Lenny.

Gina: I’ll tell you why Lenny. I had to break away from James Wilcox. James is evil. He is controlling. He is dangerous and I hoped to help Miller get rid of him.

The fans begin to cheer in support of Gina.

Gina: I first met James at his counselling sessions months ago. I knew from that moment he was dangerous. I didn’t however….account for his brother. My love… Drake! Who fully suppo…..

The arena sinks into darkness. Gina can be heard on the microphone at a distance.

Gina:Oh no. No!

The screen lights up with The Wizard's face.

James ”The Wizard” Wilcox: Gina. I am willing to overlook your… indiscretion….

Gina: I want nothing from you James! Leave me alone!

James ”The Wizard” Wilcox: Gina…..you decided to turn your back on The Faction. YOUR attempted betrayal leads to one of two choices for you tonight. The first is that you will publicly swear allegiance to me. The second….I will publicly destroy you.

The lights come back up. In the middle of the ring is the giant Drake, Father Isaac, Dressed as a priest and two fully robed individuals.

Isaac holds out a perfect red rose for Gina. He begins to back away.

Gina: No, No. Drake! Help me!

Gina slides under the ropes and is slowly pursued by the Faction members.

Gina in her desperation to escape begins to walk backwards as she pleads to the giant Drake. A few steps up the ramp and she slips.

Drake stops and looks over at her. He offers out a hand to help her up. Rising to her feet Gina begins to smile, feeling confident that her love Drake will keep her safe. In that moment Drake immediately snaps. He slaps his hand around Gina's throat and viciously chokeslams her on the ramp. The crowd explodes in shock.

Drake simply stands over her looking down. Unmoved.

James ”The Wizard” Wilcox: Drake! You are my enforcer of evil and you belong to Me! You belong to the FACTION!

Drake and the others leave the arena. James looks into the camera on the screen.

James”The Wizard” Wilcox: Joseph WAR……I’ll see you later…. …. In absentia lucis, Tenebrae vincunt.

Arthur La Forge: Someone needs to stop this maniac!

Mary DeSue: Go for it white knight...go in there and get your butt destroyed by “The Faction”. I’ll call your health insurance provider.

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Magdalena Lockheart, Duncan Shepard & Jenny vs. The Time Jumpers & Estrella Luiz

Jenny demands to begin the match. Duncan eyes her in protest but agrees as he and Maggie exit the ring. On the opposite side of the ring Ciela Luiz begins the match. The bell rings as Ciela reaches her hand out to Jenny. Jenny cocks her head to the side, not trusting Ciela for a second. She hooks Ciela’s arm and hits an arm drag sending Ciela into the Time Jumpers corner. Ciela and Estrella talk as Ciela nods. Ciela runs and hits a head scissors takedown but Jenny uses her speed to land on her feet. Ciela notices and runs at her with a running enziguri but Jenny ducks it. Ciela gets back to her feet quickly but Jenny leaps up and wraps her legs around the neck of Ciela. She flips, nailing a Jennycarana. Jenny runs over and tags Duncan in by slapping him in the face. She laughs as she winks at Duncan.

Arthur La Forge: Jenny is really hoping she gets Duncan at Triforce Heroes, I guess.

Mary DeSue: I think that might just be how she says hi.

Arthur La Forge: Either option is possible.

Ciela rolls to the opposite corner and tags in Makayla. Makayla eyes Duncan, never dropping her focus. Makayla rushes at Duncan who drops her with a drop toe hold. Makayla’s face hits the second turnbuckle as she turns and sits in the corner, shaking the cobwebs out. While Makayla sits in the corner, Duncan runs and hits an elbow smash on the fallen Makayla. Makayla rolls out of the ring as Duncan tags in Maggie. Makayla slides in but is quickly met with a spinning heel kick from Maggie. Makayla’s lifeless body crumples to the ground as Maggie waits for her to get up.

Arthur La Forge: I should point out that not only is our Final Boss Champion dominant right now, but she also became the #1 contender for Revolution1 Wrestling’s top prize as well!

Mary DeSue: Oh good, I’m sure we’ll never hear the end of that.

Arthur La Forge: Congratulations are definitely in order! And maybe in this match too, if she is able to get going.

Ciela and Estrella begin cheering Makayla on as Makayla makes it to her feet. Maggie runs at Makayla and hits an enziguri on the youngest Vayden. Makayla rolls out of the ring as Estrella and Ciela walk over to comfort their partner. They help Makayla to her feet. Estrella looks at Ciela, and mouths the word “NOW”.

Arthur La Forge: “Now”?

Ciela throws Makayla into the steel post. She hits a superkick on Makayla. She hops on the apron of the ring and hops off hitting Over the Rainbow. She lifts Makayla up and tosses her into the ring. Ciela and Estrella walk up the ramp backwards laughing at Makayla.

Arthur La Forge: What the hell was that for?

Mary DeSue: Clearly she said something insulting while she was down there!

Arthur La Forge: Are you kidding me?


Makayla pulls herself up. Lockheart doesn’t seem willing to take advantage of what transpired. However, the Courage champion seems to have no issue with this. Jenny immediately tags herself in when Lockheart backs to their corner, over the protests of Maggie and Duncan. Queenie immediately runs and hits a dropkick to the knee of Makayla, before locking in the Queen’s Gambit! Makayla has nowhere to go and starts tapping out!

Mr. Rad: Here are your winners...the team of Jenny, Duncan Shepard and Magdalena Lockheart!

The bell rings as the fans are left in shock. Duncan argues with Jenny about what just transpired, pointing out that Makayla was basically defenseless. Jenny simply shrugs and leaves the ring, taking her Courage Championship with her. The team may be victorious, but it seems the win isn’t sitting well with two-thirds of it. Duncan follows her up the ramp, berating her, while Lockheart leaves on her own.

Arthur La Forge: Clearly Jenny’s teammates aren’t happy with how she won the match, but I think the champion sees a win as a win!

Mary DeSue: It is! What was she supposed to do? Forfeit?

Arthur La Forge: No, I suppose not. But just roll her up or something. Put her outside for the countout. I don’t know.

Mary DeSue: Well, it’s over and done with now at any rate!

Makayla is still in the ring, when suddenly, Ciela and Estrella run back down the ramp and attack! Estrella hits a moonsault as climbs the turnbuckle and hits her Unicorn Horn. She laughs as she looks down at Makayla. Suddenly, the Final Boss Champion and the Power Champion begin running back down to the ring! Estrella and Ciela leave the ring and walk up the ramp. They aren’t bothered by being stopped, as it seems the damage is done.

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Don Tirri vs. Larry Tact vs. EA Blizzard

The three power wrestlers, who have a combined height of over 18 feet and weight of more than 800 pounds, slowly walk into the middle of the ring. They engage in a three-way stare down, and slowly form a triangle of manliness, now within touching distance of one another. Eventually it’s EAB who breaks away, taking a step back and gesturing for Tirri and Tact to duke it out. The two big men look at each other, shrug, and...begin unloading punches on EAB! They whip him off the ropes, and as he rebounds, catch him with a double back body drop! The ring shakes as the massive man slams into the mat back-first. EAB rises to his feet, grabbing his back in pain, and is clotheslined out of the ring by Tirri!

Mary DeSue: BIG MEATY MEN SLAPPING MEAT!

Arthur La Forge: Can you even say that on Twitch?

Mary DeSue: I heard it on basic cable, so we should be okay!

Tirri and Tact begin brawling, exchanging brutal left and right hands. Tact gets the advantage with a kick to the midsection, before lifting Tirri up onto his shoulder. He runs across the ring and drills him with a powerslam! The impact again shakes the ring and Ref Kirby looks a little unsteady on his feet. Not done yet, Tact pulls Tirri to his feet, and slams him back down with a huge uranage suplex - HUMBLING! He covers Tirri.

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TWO!

Tirri kicks out.

Arthur La Forge: These three are just throwing absolute bombs at each other.

Mary DeSue: I think we expected that!

Arthur La Forge: That’s true. Tirri is desperate to win a title, and Tact and Blizzard both have points to prove as well.

Mary DeSue: Tirri came super close! I hope he wins this and gets another chance!

Looking to finish things, Tact goes where no big man should ever go - the top rope! He steadies himself for a moment, but is ambushed by EAB! EAB lands a series of strong punches on Tact, then begins climbing up to the top rope alongside him! EAB hooks Tact’s arm, looking for a gigantic superplex! As he begins to lift Tact up, a resurgent Tirri inserts himself into the equation by grabbing EAB’s legs. EAB superplexes Tact, and is powerbombed at the same time by Tirri- TOWER OF DOOM!

Arthur La Forge: I think the ring moved!

Mary DeSue: THAT IS A LOT OF BEEF!

Arthur La Forge: You’re like, in heaven, right now, aren’t you?

Mary DeSue: Close, I’m in Los Angeles!

Arthur La Forge: Ugh...

Ref Kirby is completely knocked off his feet as the mat wobbles but holds strong. Tirri looks at the carnage in front of him, then moves to capitalise. He pushes Tact out of the ring with his foot, then turns back to EAB. He drags the big man over to the corner and begins stomping a mudhole in him! The boots rain down but there’s nothing EAB can do to stop it! Tirri lifts his foot up and gives him a good ol’ corner facewash - MORNING AFTER! After a good washing, Tirri pulls EAB up and shoots him off the ropes. EAB rebounds and is lifted into a huge fallaway slam - SACK OF SHIT! Tirri hooks the leg.

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TWO!

THR-NO!! The pin is broken up by Tact, who lands a double axe-handle to the back of Tirri.

Arthur La Forge: I would ordinarily say this could go all night, but guys of this size throwing all they got at each other, I can’t see how it would!

Mary DeSue: It’ll end when Tirri wins and not a second before!

Grabbing Tirri in a full nelson, he lifts him up and then plants him with a falling backbreaker! Tirri rolls away, clutching his sore back, and Tact pulls EAB to his feet. He hooks the arm, looking to lift him into a suplex to snap neckbreaker - but EAB counters! He stops the suplex with his leg, then wraps his arms around Tact. Tact struggles but can’t break free from EAB’s grip, now completely trapped in a bearhug - CRUNCH TIME!!

Mary DeSue: Nooooooooo! Get in there, Thicci Boi!

Arthur La Forge: Blizzard is attempting to squeeze the life out of Larry Tact and earn himself another title match!

Mary DeSue: He just had one! He doesn’t need another!

Tact flails around trying to grab one of the ropes but can’t quite get there. With incredible strength EAB begins to slowly lift his opponent up into the air, all while squeezing the air out of his lungs. Ref Kirby asks Tact if he submits, the big man shakes his head. Slowly but surely, Tact’s face starts to grow red as his oxygen is cut off, and he’s barely able to breathe. EAB barks at the ref to check on Tact...but before he can, Tirri interrupts the submission! Wrapping his arms around EAB’s waist, he pulls both men into a huge german suplex!

Arthur La Forge: HOLY--!

Mary DeSue: Big AND Strong!

Arthur La Forge: To say the least!

The maneuver takes almost all of the strength that Tirri has left, and he’s left panting on the mat. Both EAB and Tact are still on their back, both dazed from being dropped on their head. He crawls over and makes the cover on Tact.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO!!

Tact somehow kicks out. Frustrated, Tirri crawls over and hooks EAB’s leg.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO!! EAB also gets his shoulder off the mat.

Arthur La Forge: Tirri wants that title shot so bad he can taste it!

Mary DeSue: I want him to have it! He’s worked too hard! Even the fans want him to win!

Arthur La Forge: That’s true. This is definitely a pro-Tirri crowd.

Tirri pounds the mat in frustration, but doesn’t completely lose his cool. He hucks Tact out of the ring and turns back to EAB, but he’s no longer in the ring! EAB has made his way to the outside to catch a breather. He staggers over to the timekeeper, who looks completely miffed. Tirri isn’t having any of it, and he slides out of the ring to go and retrieve his opponent. Tirri grabs EAB and spins him around, but as he does, Blizzard nails him in the face with his briefcase - JUST COSMETIC! The blow floors TIrri, and the ref cannot DQ EAB due to triple threat rules! EAB pulls Tirri into the ring, where he adds insult to injury with a baldo bomb - THE INDUSTRY STANDARD!!

Arthur La Forge: That’s it! If Blizzard gets the cover, this might be over!

Mary DeSue: But he used that damn briefcase! THIS ISN’T FAIR!

EAB hooks the leg...but is pulled out of the ring by Tact! He sends Blizzard hurtling into the steel steps shoulder-first, which causes the top half to break off completely. Scrambling into the ring, Tact makes the cover on Tirri.

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TWO!

THREE!!

Mr. Rad: Your winner and getting the title shot against Duncan Shepard next show...LARRY TACT!

Mary DeSue: COME ON!

Arthur La Forge: Larry Tact stole Blizzard’s win from him, who used questionable tactics to get Tirri down in the first place!

Mary DeSue: It’s not fair! It was like a handicap match!

Arthur La Forge: Don Tirri will certainly have nothing to be ashamed of, but I think Larry Tact has quite a few things HE should be ashamed of.

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Joseph War vs. James Wilcox

Joseph and James circle one another in the middle of the ring. They go for a lock up but it’s a fakeout as James ducks behind Joseph and kicks his knee out from under him, locking in a rear chinlock and cranking back as he does. It doesn’t last long though as Joseph reaches back and snatches James, yanking him forward and over his shoulder. He then lifts a leg and drives a heel into his face. Joseph gets up, yanking James with him and whipping him into the ropes, catching him with a pump kick as he comes back on the rebound.

Arthur La Forge: This is only Joseph War’s second match in Level Up and if he has his way, he’ll be fighting for the top prize.

Mary DeSue: And they both got here because of their wins at the PPV?

Arthur La Forge: That’s right. War and Wilcox both won their respective matches at that event, which the Developer saw as enough of a reason to give them opportunities here!

Mary Desue: Sounds fair to me...although maybe Tirri should get another chance since he was ROBBED EARLIER!

Feeling in control, Joseph runs to the ropes looking to rebound with a baseball slide dropkick but James rolls out of the ring. Joseph gets to one knee, watching James try to walk it off. He nods to himself, slapping the mat and rolling out of the ring. He charges James going for a clothesline...but the Wizard is playing possum and catches him with a discus elbow! He then lets out a yell and scoops Joseph up with a big spinebuster on the outside! It looks like Joseph’s head caught the edge of the ring steps!!

Arthur La Forge: Oh my! War took a nasty fall there and his head got the worst of it!

Mary DeSue: Steps? What are they good for? Absolutely nothing!

Wilcox isn’t done though, rolling in to break up the ref’s count he comes back out and measures Joseph up, waiting for him to get to his feet. He does so slowly. He’s dazed, and bleeding from the back of his head but he isn’t done yet. He might be now however as Wilcox nails him with THE ADONIS SUPERKICK! James yells out to the crowd who boo at him, he waves off their criticisms and rolls back into the ring, looking satisfied with his work and stopping long enough to scream at Kirby to do his f’n job and count.

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TWO

Joseph rolls onto his stomach, pushing up on his elbows and one knee.

THREE

FOUR

Joseph is on his knees now, he goes to stand but is still dazed. There’s a crimson pool forming along his shoulders and down his back.

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SIX

With a sudden burst of Adrenaline though, he manages to slide into the ring!

Arthur La Forge: He’s not going down that easily!

Mary DeSue: Even with his head split open!

War with a double leg take down! He is raining down right hands on The Wizard! James is stunned and struggling to cover up!! Joseph eventually relents as the ref pulls him up, he backs up and measures Wilcox who is being checked on by the ref...WAIT ITS DRAKE WILCOX! HE HAS A CHAIR!! HE LEAPS ON THE APRON AND BLASTS JOSEPH WAR IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH IT! JOSEPH STUMBLES FORWARD INTO ANOTHER ADONIS SUPERKICK BY THE RECOVERED JAMES WILCOX!! HE GOES FOR THE PIN!!

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TWO!!

THREE!!

Mr. Rad: Your winner and the #1 contender for the Final Boss Championship...JAMES WILCOX!

Arthur La Forge: This is absurd. We need better referees.

Mary DeSue: You know, I’ve been saying that for the last FIFTEEN MINUTES!

Arthur La Forge: And here come the rest of the Faction goons...

Isaac and Drake roll in, each with chairs as James directs traffic. Things look grim for Joseph War when suddenly ELI GOODE runs down from the back! He has a bat!

Mary DeSue: WHAT IS HE DOING HERE?

Arthur La Forge: Clearly, Eli is tired of the injustice around here, same as others have been!

James and Drake roll out of the ring as Isaac stays, he swings for the fences but Eli ducks and nails him in the knee with the bat! He then gets him in position and..GOODE NIGHT!! Isaac rolls out of the ring as Eli Goode stares down the faction, trading verbal barbs with them as medical runs down to check on Joseph.


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Al Fresco vs. Bert McAlroy & Ahmya

Kicking things off are Ahmya and Dionysus, who eye one another cautiously from either side of the squared circle. Chef Andre slaps his partner on the back, giving him some encouragement, while Bert whispers to Ahmya from his corner. The two then lock up in the centre of the ring. The taller and larger Dion manages to overpower Ahmya, backing her into her team’s corner. For a moment it looks like Bert is going to tag himself in, but he reconsiders as Ref Kirby calls for a clean break. Dion slowly withdraws from the hold and backs away...only for Ahmya to charge at him at breakneck speed! Ahmya bowls him over with a leaping forearm, and then another! Showing she’s not willing to be pushed around, Ahmya then leaps onto Dion’s shoulders, swinging her body and connecting with a hurricanrana!

Arthur La Forge: I think Ahmya might be the smallest fighter in this match, but she might have the biggest heart.

Mary DeSue: Ugh, cliche much?

Stunned, Dion makes it to his feet, only to see Ahmya motioning for him to bring it on. Dion shakes the cobwebs off and locks up with Ahmya again. This time he gains the advantage by driving a knee into her midsection. He then grabs Ahmya’s arm and twists it into a hammerlock, applying pressure to the delicate limb. In pain but comfortable in a technical wrestling battle, Ahmya cartwheels on the mat, and manages to reverse the hold! She applies a hammerlock of her own, this time twisting Dion’s arm completely behind his back. Dion roars in pain as Ahmya tries to apply the maximum torque on his arm. Desperate to free himself, Dion begins violently elbowing Ahmya. The blows connect with the side of her head, and Ahmya immediately let’s go, clutching her temple. Dion capitalises and clubs her on the back, before hooking her arm and lifting her into a back suplex! Overshooting the mark a little, Ahmya comes down almost directly on her head! The violent impact leaves her looking glassy-eyed, almost completely out of it.

Arthur La Forge: That was a nasty landing for Ahmya, but you can’t blame Dionysus for doing what he can to win the match!

Mary DeSue: All he can do is throw ‘em, he doesn’t control gravity!

Arthur La Forge: Doesn’t seem to have helped Bert’s emotional state though, he seems concerned.

Mary DeSue: Well, it’s not like anyone else would ever touch him.


Ref Kirby holds a hand up to stop Dion, who waits before continuing the bout. The Japanese fighter gets up very slowly and deliberately, however when the ref asks if she can continue, she responds with a vague nod. Shrugging, the ref backs up, allowing Ahmya to keep fighting. Meanwhile Bert is besides himself, hollering at the referee for not pulling her out of the match, or at least letting him tag in. Ahmya stumbles slightly, but turns to Dion with her fists raised. Dion shrugs, then absolutely floors Ahmya with a devastating clothesline! She crumples to the mat, eyes rolling around in her skull like two white marbles. Dion lifts her up and whips her into his corner. As Ahmya connects with the turnbuckle she slumps to the ground, sitting in the corner. Dion tags in Andre and the two begin stomping on her.

Arthur La Forge: Al Fresco working like a well-oiled machine, which is surprising given how they started.

Mary DeSue: Sometimes people just got chemistry! Like me and you out here on commentary!

Arthur La Forge: Right...

Bert attempts to save Ahmya but is stopped by the ref, who tells him to return to his corner. Bert screams at the ref, saying Ahmya should be taken out of the match but his request is refused! As the argument continues, Al Fresco lift Ahmya into a double electric chair, which causes her head to once again slam against the mat! Dion leaves the ring and, just as Bert finally returns to his corner, makes the cover on Ahmya.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO!!

Somehow Ahmya manages to roll her shoulder off the canvas at the last second.

Arthur La Forge: Ahmya has only been pinned once during her time in Level Up and it’s easy to see why.

Mary DeSue: She’s too stubborn?

Arthur La Forge: She’s got the will to win and the heart of a champion!

Mary DeSue: By the way, you forgot to mention WHO was the only one to pin her!

Arthur La Forge: The very same man in the ring with her right now, Andre Poelon.

Chef Andre is stunned, unsure of how Ahmya managed to kick out in her condition. Ahmya, who is clutching at a certain point behind her ear, slowly crawls towards the ropes. She makes it, and begins to pull herself up as Bert calls out to her. She looks in his direction but seems clueless as to what he actually wants. Before she can figure it out, Chef Andre grabs her around the waist, looking to pull her into a German suplex! Ahmya just narrowly avoids being dropped on her head again by grabbing onto the ropes. As the two struggle against one another, Ref Kirby begins the five count for Chef Andre to break the hold. However, either intentionally or unintentionally, Ahmya’s leg jerks up from behind and catches Andre in the groin! This happens out of the view of Ref Kirby, who doesn’t realise what’s occurred. Andre collapses to the ground, clutching his groin, and Ahmya, who seems to be slightly more lucid now, begins crawling towards Bert. At long last, Ahmya makes it to her partner, and tags him in!

Arthur La Forge: HERE COMES BERT!

Mary DeSue: Where’s Ragdoll when you really need her?

Bert’s face is bright red as he climbs into the ring, ready to dish out his pent-up frustration. He begins unloading rights and lefts onto Chef Andre, who is still on the mat. He lifts up the Chef and fires him to the opposite ropes, connecting with a huge powerslam as he rebounds! Bert pops up and takes out Dion, who had rushed in to help his partner, with a superkick - BONG WATER!

Arthur La Forge: I get why Bert is mad, he’s concerned for Ahmya, but Al Fresco are just trying to win a match!

Mary DeSue: Well, you think Bert is the kind of guy who thinks rationally? He’s probably gonna pick a fight with a WaLuigi before he leaves the building!

Bert rubs his temples as the rage inside him threatens to boil over. He pulls Andre to his feet, then grabs his arms, trying to turn him over into the McAldestroyer! He almost succeeds, but just as Andre’s in position the Chef pushes Bert forwards. Bert is shoved right into the recently-recovered Ahmya, colliding with her and knocking her off the apron and to the floor! Bert stares at Ahmya laid out on the floor, a horrified expression on his face. This moment of hesitation costs Bert dearly, as he’s hit from behind by Chef Andre with a discus clothesline - APPETIZER! The Chef pulls him away from the ropes and hooks the leg.

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Arthur La Forge: The fresher Bert kicks out of the pin, but Andre looks like he’s staying on the offensive.

Mary DeSue: After the night my favorites have had, I sure would like to see Bert lose.

Arthur La Forge: Remember when Ragdoll broke his face and you were concerned for his health?

Mary DeSue: Nope!


He pulls the defiant superstar to his feet and sends him into the Al Fresco corner. He tags in Dion, and the two lead Bert over to the ropes. They whip him off, and as he rebounds, look for a double RAINMAKER!- BUT NO, BERT DUCKS IT! He bounces back off the ropes, and collects Al Fresco with a double clothesline! He grabs Andre and hucks him out of the ring, before picking up Dion. He turns him over, before finally connecting with a killswitch - THE MCALDESTROYER! Bert hooks the leg.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!

DING DING DING!

Mr Rad: Here are your winners...AND STILL MULTIPLAYER CHAMPIONS, BERT MCALROY AND AHMYA!!

Mary DeSue: Son of a…

Arthur La Forge: Bert and Ahmya JUST manage to retain the titles!

Mary DeSue: Yes, Artie. I have eyes.

Arthur La Forge: Either way, I don’t think Beauty and the Bong are going to want to face Al Fresco again any time soon!

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Backstage, we find a decidedly more relaxed Bert McAlroy in catering loading a plate with deviled eggs and cups of Jello after his win. Because of course he was. The reemergence of Ahmya had skyrocketed his spirits, nothing could put a damper on shit now. He is about to tear off the cover of a Jello cup when he looks up to find a man standing over him. He is dressed in all black – trenchcoat, slacks, gloves, shoes, with jet black hair and a clean shaven face. His tanned skin is what some may call perfection and when he speaks, he has a Hispanic accent and air of superiority about him.


César Salvador Ramón: Greetings, Mr. McAlroy. My name is César Salvador Ramón, and we have not had the chance to meet. I’ve come to Level Up Wrestling to deliver a specific message to you.” Before Bert can process this bizarre appearance, and whether it’s tied to any of the current events in his life, the man removes a glove and swiftly slaps Bert across the face! “Courtesy of Mr. Larry Tact,

CSR laughs, and for good measure, picks up the tray and dumps the deviled eggs over the head of Bert.


And that was all it took.


Bert McAlroy: Bitch!


The fire lit, he leapt up, bashing the man in the face with a big headbutt. He follows it up by digging fists into the dude's ribs, trading blows with the bigger man. Bert ducks a wild swing and… BONG WATER! SUPERKICK TO THE STRANGERS JAW! CSR being unexposed to such an onslaught was absolutely rocked back, flying back onto a table where WaLink and Princess Waluigi happened to be eating. RED SAUCE TO THE EYE OF WALINK! Princess Waluigi’s dress was stained, and she proceeds to pick up CSR and SLAP him across the face with her white-gloved hand, sending him staggering back towards Bert. As he was getting ready to hit a second Bong Water, he felt a clubbing blow that sent him to the floor! Larry Tact stands over him, looking enraged. He snatches up Bert’s tray and CRACKS IT across the back of Bert!


Larry Tact:Stoner Slim! Fancy finding you here with the munchies. Did you really think I would hide from the likes of you, dumbass?!”


CSR has recovered enough from Bert’s attack to lift him up and hold his arms behind him. Larry has a smug look as he sizes up Bert.


Larry Tact: I’m about to take you to the school of hard Knox he never could bring himself to...


As he wheels his arm around Larry comes in hard with a clothesline, but Bert manages to duck! Tact stops just short of whaling CSR, who falls to the ground on instinct. Larry realizes the mistake and turns... BONG WATER!! Tact falls into CSR, but shoves off the poor bastard and goes at Bert. He fakes a haymaker to cause the stoner to duck, and then nails him with a knee to the face. Bert gets knocked back but Tact brings him back into his clutches. He lifts Bert up before turning and slamming him with the Humbling Uranage suplex through the same damn table that has been through so much tonight. Bert groans and coughs, holding his ribs as Tact stands up, looming over him. He pays him a shove to the face with his boot before speaking again.


Larry Tact: It’s remarkable how people who think playing hero is a piece of cake end up bruised, bloodied, and worse if they keep it up. ‘Kickass’ came too early, Bert. You’d have been a perfect casting! Thinks he can get the girl and save the day when in fact all he does is get the shit beat out of him on the regular and need others to fight his battles. You in a nutshell!”

He circles Bert, who is valiantly trying to get to his hands and knees. Larry doesn’t think twice about giving him a swift toe kick to the ribs, causing Bert to slump down into the pile of shards.

Larry Tact:Unlike the Denzel Porter’s and Bryan Worthy’s of wrestling who cater to drama llamas and gossip hounds, I DON’T CARE about your relationship with Ahmya, your rapport with Knox, or your underdog story of going from beat reporter to Level Up star. To be honest, I’d rank your tale as the drizzling shits, and the Developer should realize what an example of failing up it is to have you even sniffing the likes of being the Final Boss. Tonight, you got what you deserved: Humbling regression to the mean.

Satisfied with his work, he turns his attention towards the camera that has been capturing the altercation, giving a pound of his chest.

Larry Tact:I just gave you all a taste of what it is the Power division SHOULD be. It isn’t a place for the fucking Don Tirri’s and EAB’s to use and abuse. It’s a division to tap into our more base impulses. When I say I’m among the best wrestlers in Level Up, it isn’t simply because I can outmaneuver the simps in the locker room. It’s because I’m capable of adapting my game and excelling in ANY environment the Developer has thrown at me. I can do it all! Larry Tact is the Swiss Army Knife of Level Up Wrestling. The Tactilizing One! When I set foot before all you pissants, you can get into all your feelings about me but deep down you know one thing: it’s SHOWTIME! It’s past time I put Level Up on notice, and take heed of Exhibit A.

Larry and CSR walks away as officials come swarming in and checking on Bert, calling for help. When suddenly, the Last Action Stoner shows why he was once called The True Survivor as he gets to his feet, grabbing a leg from the table and giving pursuit.


Bert McAlroy:HEY BITCH!

Bert screams as he gets closer to them.Tact and CSR whirl around, Bert swings for the fences on Tact who yanks his compatriot in the way and THWACK! Tact is back on it though, firing absolute potatoes into Bert’s face but McAlroy is giving just as good as he gets! It’s like he never went through the table! Bert ducks a clothesline, grabbing the table leg and nailing Tact in the back of his knee! He winds up to crack his head open when security swarms him, yanking him away and disarming him. Tact leaps forth on his one good wheel, nailing Bert with a parting shot before security snatches him as well. The two exchange obscenities as they’re pulled apart.

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Eli Goode vs. Sidroy Covington IV

Eli Goode and Sidroy Covington stare each other down as the crowd is on their feet. Both men begin to pace and immediately lockup, battling for some type of advantage. They end up in the ropes and the referee forces a break. They lockup again and Goode gets a side headlock, so Sidroy forces him into the ropes and tosses him off. Eli bounces off the other side and comes back with a go-behind, getting a reverse waistlock. Sidroy drops to his knees and gets a fireman's carry, but Goode flips onto his feet. He tries for a pele kick and Sidroy sidesteps, then jumps up into the air for the Covington Cave-In, but Goode drops down to avoid it and Sid lands on his feet. Goode runs and bounces off the ropes. Sidroy runs at him and ducks, forcing Goode to jump over him. Goode bounces off the other side and comes back right into a standard dropkick from the champion! Goode is knocked down and checks his lip, but gets back up to face off with Covington again.

Arthur La Forge: We might be in for a long night here, as these two are evenly matched in a lot of ways.

Mary DeSue: They even have similar moves! Similar builds. Eli was even a lot like Sidroy when he was younger!

Arthur La Forge: It’s almost eerie. This could be a huge rivalry in time.

With Goode near the corner, Sidroy runs in at him to press on the attack, but Goode hops over the top rope and then from the apron leaps up with an enziguri kick to the head! Covington staggers back and Goode slips back inside, then hitting him with a double leg takedown. He then crosses the legs and it appears he wants a submission of some kind, but Sidroy wriggles backward and grabs the ropes as if his life depends on it. Goode releases the hold as the referee demands it, but Covington repays the sportsmanship by hitting a huge enziguri of his own, then a chop for good measure! He tosses Goode off the ropes and comes in the other side, attempts a sunset flip, Goode rolls through, jumps up and hits a quick double stomp to the chest! Sidroy rolls outside to regroup. Goode runs off the far side, hoping to leap outside, but Sidroy slides back in and leaps up with a jumping European uppercut that flattens the challenger!

Arthur La Forge: Sidroy was just a hair quicker on that exchange and managed to briefly get the better of the challenger!

Mary DeSue: Can you imagine if Sidroy got this far and lost his title?

Arthur La Forge: This close to Triforce Heroes, I’m sure it would be devastating.

Covington hoists Goode up and hits a snap suplex, before getting up and dropping back down with a standing knee drop! Cover!

One!

Two! No! Goode kicks out. Sidroy lifts Goode up and receives a pair of right hands for his troubles, backing away into the corner. Eli follows him in and begins to attack with strikes to the head and abdomen. He tosses him to the other side and follows, but Sidroy quickly gets his knees up then steps up onto the ropes and springboards off with a European uppercut! Another cover!

One!

Two!

Th-NO! Eli Goode kicks out again!

Arthur La Forge: We’ve seen this a lot in Eli Goode matches. Even those who beat him manage to get frustrated by him.

Mary DeSue: That and him sticking his nose where it doesn’t belong.

Arthur La Forge: Only you would be mad at Eli for doing the right thing earlier.

Sidroy forces Goode up to his feet and slips behind him, hooking the arms and dropping him on the back of his head with a dragon suplex! He waits for Goode to get up to his feet and then, just for the hell of it, kicks him right in the back of the neck, but grabs the head to prevent him from dropping. He hoists him up and hits a HARD forearm shiver to the jaw, rocking the head and neck once again. Goode retaliates with a forearm of his own, so Sidroy leaps up with a jumping knee strike to the chin! Goode crumbles to the mat! Sidroy covers!

One!

Two!

Thr--NO! Goode throws the shoulder up.

Arthur La Forge: That knee strike was sick but Eli is still in it!

Mary DeSue: Sidroy beat Lord Raab. He knows what it takes to face tough opponents!

Arthur La Forge: Don’t forget, Eli’s managed to beat the likes of EA Blizzard and Jack Michaels in the past, so he’s no slouch himself.

Sidroy is undeterred and picks Goode up again, who shows fire and begins to wear him down with strikes, backing him into the corner, but Sidroy gets a kick to the abdomen, then a chop. He hits another hard knife-edge chop, then whips Eli across the ring. Eli reverses it, then runs in and hits a chop of his own! He grabs Sidroy and tosses him back across the ring, and Sidroy hops up onto the ropes for another springboard European uppercut, only for Goode jump up and shove him off, and Covington flips over the top rope and crashes hip-first onto the apron before spilling to the floor! The crowd gets on their feet as they know what's coming next...Goode waits for Sidroy to stand then runs and jumps over the ropes with a TOPE CON HILO!

Arthur La Forge: Goode finally gets the dive he wanted!

Mary DeSue: You will believe a man can fly briefly before crashing into another man!

Goode immediately pops up and grabs the champion, tosses him inside and as Sidroy groggily gets to his feet, Goode runs and hits a SLING BLADE! He waits for Sidroy to get up and runs in for another, only for Sidroy to pop him up into a fireman's carry! PENALTY KICK CATCHES GOODE FLUSH, but Sidroy falls over unable to capitalize! After a few moments he gets up and gets Goode in position for The Collapse, but Eli flips out and lands on his feet, goes for a wild lariat, Sidroy ducks and grabs him and hits a SNAP DRAGON SUPLEX! COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THR--NO! Eli kicks out AGAIN!

Arthur La Forge: Eli’s neck appears to be the target here, but Goode is still in this fight!

Mary DeSue: Just you wait! Sidroy’s not done hurting him yet!

Sidroy immediately dives down and attempts to apply the FFB, but Goode rolls backward, up onto his feet and hits a double stop to the extended arm of Sidroy! Covington tries to shake the pain out of his arm, slowly getting up to his feet, but Goode takes advantage with a GOODE DEAL! COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THR--NO! Sidroy kicks out this time! Goode lifts him up and into a fireman's carry, he wants the GOODE BYE, but as he goes for the cutter, Sidroy lands on his feet and yanks the arm down into the FFB! He has it locked in and begins wrenching on the head and neck! Goode reaches out to the ropes but Sidroy has him in the center of the ring, so Goode begins to punch at the hand and arm he stomped on earlier! The pain forces Sidroy to loosen his grip, and Goode slips out.

Arthur La Forge: Fantastic bit of wrestling there from Goode! He knew Sidroy had the FFB in his arsenal and weakened the arms.

Mary DeSue: Yeah yeah, but Siddy still has a bunch of other moves he can hit him with!

Arthur La Forge: And Eli has plenty of tools of his own he has yet to use.

Sidroy gets up and complains to the referee while shaking the pain out of his hand, only for Eli to charge and run at him with a Cactus Clothesline over the ropes! Both men fall to the outside and the referee begins counting!

ONE!

TWO!

Goode slips inside, slower now and holding his neck but there's a title on the line, so he runs and RISKS IT ALL WITH A SUICIDE DIVE! The blow slams Sidroy hard into the barricade and Goode grabs him by the head and rolls him back inside! He starts to follow but a hand reaches out from under the ring skirt and grabs his ankle!

Arthur La Forge: Eli is getting back in the...wait, what’s that?

Mary DeSue: What?

Arthur La Forge: I could be wrong, but that looks like a hand grabbing the challenger!

Mary DeSue: I don’t see anything!

Goode manages to shake his leg free and is halfway inside when Sidroy flips backward with a PELE KICK! Goode stumbles forward into a small package from the champion!!!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!!

Mr. Rad: HERE is your winner and STILLLLLL the Wisdom Champion, and MOVING ON to the Triforce Championship Match at Triforce Heroes....SIDROY COVINGTON IV!

Arthur La Forge: What in the heck just happened?

Mary DeSue: Looks like Eli got caught on something!

Arthur La Forge: Come on Mary, that was clearly someone's hand.

Sidroy is awarded his championship belt and smirks at the audience, having retained his title again, seemingly unaware of what led to Goode being unable to capitalize on the attack. He clutches the belt to the chest and rolls to the outside, his spot in the TriForce Heroes main event secure.

Arthur La Forge: In any event, Sidroy Covington has secured his spot in the first-ever Triforce Championship match on November 2nd. No matter what happens between now and then, he has a chance to make history.

Mary DeSue: And he's only gotta go through two other champions to do it!

In the ring, Eli Goode is trying to tell the referee that someone grabbed him, but the referee's decision is final. Nevertheless, the referee moves to the apron to lift up the ring skirt and...THE WIZARD, JAMES WILCOX STEPS OUT! He glares down the seething Eli Goode with a smirk!

Arthur La Forge: OH COME ON!

Mary DeSue: You see? That's what you get when you stick your nose where it doesn't belong!

Security officials have already come down and get in the middle of things to make sure Goode and Wilcox don't come to blows...when suddenly Mr. Rad's animated face comes on the video wall!

Mr. Rad: Mr. Wilcox, you've been a VERY NAUGHTY BOY! So naughty in fact, that The Developer would like me to pass along a message. Yes, you are the #1 contender to the Final Boss Championship, this is true. But as a result of your actions here tonight, you will have a match at EXP 14! If you win, you will get to choose whatever stipulation you want against Magdalena Lockheart! If you lose, your opponent will be ADDED to the match! And that opponent?

The fans wait in baited breath, but some of them have already guessed.

Mr. Rad: ELI GOODE!

The California crowd roars in approval and Eli Goode, who may have been robbed of his Wisdom title chances tonight, now sees a silver lining as he begins nodding his head at the video wall. Wilcox is beside himself as the show cuts to black.

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Intro Video: Joe
Show Intro: Jay
Chassie Fear vs. WaLink: Brandon
Nocturne vs. Adam Miller: Brandon
Amber Payne & Diamond Steele vs. Johnny Fringe & Lord Raab: Jay
Love Bites: Wilcox
Magdalena Lockheart, Duncan Shepard & Jenny vs. The Time Jumpers & Estrella Luiz: TJ/Joe
Don Tirri vs. EA Blizzard vs. Larry Tact: Dubs
James Wilcox vs. Joseph War: Bert
Al Fresco vs. Bert McAlroy & Ahmya: Dubs
Sidroy Covington IV vs. Eli Goode: Joe
Judges: Joe, Jay & Dubs (for main only)