TriForce Heroes Results (November 2, 2021) - Los Angeles, CA

After the opening video finishes we continue into the elaborately decorated Globe Theater in Los Angeles, California. We pan around with the drone cam until we get to the commentary table where we see Arthur La Forge, dressed as even in his Captain N letterman’s jacket, and Mary DeSue, dressed as Princess Zelda!

Arthur La Forge: Welcome my lords and ladies to Level Up Wrestling’s “Tri-Force Heroes” Pay Per View extravaganza! I’m Arthur La Forge and with me as always is Mary DeSue!

Mary DeSue: Sup Nerds!

Arthur La Forge: That’s a lovely cosplay and well fitting for tonight Mary.

Mary DeSue: Thanks I have no idea who this is though. I just thought the outfit looked cool.

Arthur La Forge: You don’t know who Zelda is?

Mary DeSue: Oh is she the protagonist in that Missing Link game?

Arthur La Forge: ...Is this a good time to say we present this pay per view sponsored by Advil?

Mary DeSue: Oh shut up Artie. You think you know everything.

Arthur La Forge: I’m gonna let that slide, because we’ve got a huge card for you tonight. Kicking things off is a fatal four way between Diamond Steel, Thomas McAllister, Buster Gloves, and Victoria Salinas!

Mary DeSue: Buncha Nobodies really…

Arthur La Forge: Be nice, jeez. After that we got a good ol’ haus fight between HIS MONSTER and Joey Crash! Followed Cara Strader taking on “Queen Machine” Jenny in what’s sure to be one hell of a fight given Jenny’s mode since losing her “Courage Title” to Bert.

Mary DeSue: Yeah, but enough about that crap. Let’s look at the real main event of the night. Don Tirri is taking on EA Blizzard in a “No Holds Barred” match and, for once, you and I are on the same page. EA’s going down to “The THICCNESS” for sure.

Arthur La Forge: It’s weird when we agree on something together eh? Following that we continue the Extra Lives Round Robin matches with Ciela Luiz taking on Dominique Moriarty, Larry Tact fighting Amhya, and finally, Dionysus going one on one with Lord Raab.

Mary DeSue: Isn’t that enough?

Arthur La Forge: Hardly. In our Final Boss Title Match tonight, defending champion Magdalena Lockheart take on not one, but two challengers, against Eli Goode and “The Wizard” James Wilcox. As an added bonus “The Faction” will be banned from ringside during the match!

Mary DeSue: Oh joy...A Maggie match...ugh…

Arthur La Forge: And finally...the match of the evening tonight folks...The winner gets a chance to take on whomever “The Final Boss” might be after tonight at Final Fantasy in the main event for the “Final Boss” Championship. And it’s single champions only as Sidroy Covington the Forth, our Wisdom Champion, takes on Duncan Shepard, our Power Champion, and Bert McAlroy, our Courage Champion, in what will be one of the most exciting main events we have had here in Level Up history!

Mary DeSue: That card is stacked more than my rack. Now let’s get this shit going. I wanna get to “The Thiccness” match!

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Diamond Steele vs. Thomas McCallister vs. Victoria Salinas vs. Buster Gloves

Mr. Rad The following contest is scheduled for one fall...making her way to the ring first...Diamond Steele!

Diamond and the Gem Stones begins to blare all across the sound system and as it does we are able to see the likes of the Gem Stones playing on a tron. Ruby, Emerald, and Sapphire are all playing various instruments as we are able to see Diamond Steele emerging from the curtain with a microphone in her hand. She sings as loudly as she can to the sound of roaring cheers. Kate smirks as she just sings loudly which results in even more cheers. Diamond finally makes it to the ring and she quickly runs up the ring steps as she grabs the turnbuckle as hard as she can. She immediately leap frogs over the ropes and bounces about before she points at the crowd who cheers louder than before. She waves at them off as she throws the microphone to the side. She smirks as she opens up a pocket mirror and takes a moment to admire how beautiful her hair is as she waits for the match to begin.

Arthur La Forge: Diamond Steele has had a bit of a rough go finding her footing here in Level Up, but she has got the crowd on her side and seems to be very popular with the female members of our audience.

Mary DeSue: Wait. Girls watch this show? Ugh.

Mr. Rad: Introducing next...Thomas McAllister!!

As the familiar horns of "Run Away With Me" by Carly Rae Jepsen start to play, Thomas McAllister enters the stage with a look of awe on his face. Donned in his usual denim jeans, black boots, black under armor shirt, and black zip-up jacket, he stomps the beat out for a bit, turning his back to the crowd. As the verse kicks in, Thomas pumps his fist and turns around. He makes his way down to the ring, eyeing the various people in the crowd but otherwise ignoring them. For those who look for a touch or show some interest, Thomas gives them a quick high-five or fist-bump. Beyond that, he makes a steady walk down to the ring, eyes twitching around the arena.

Once he reaches ringside, he hops onto the apron and enters the ring. As the bridge starts, Thomas removes his jacket, tossing it outside. He stands in the middle of the ring and follows the beat of the song with his feet. As the chorus begins, he leaps onto the middle rope, gaining his balance and spreading his arms out. He holds his right hand over his eyes, trying to get a better view of the crowd despite his otherwise awed-expression. He hops down and tightens his belt and boots, making sure everything his good. He wipes his hands through his hair before leaning over, ready for the fight.

Arthur La Forge: This grappler comes with a hell of a reputation, but one thing that makes him stand out is he is not as well liked as the other wrestlers in this match.

Mary DeSue: As long as he makes this go quick I might even cheer for...hmmm...he’s not to bad looking.

Mr. Rad: Introducing next...Buster Gloves!

The lights go out. The first chord of “TNT” by AC/DC hits and bright white lights blast up from the base of the stage revealing the silhouette of a large man with his fist in the air. The arena lights return and the man they call Buster Gloves stands at the stand of the ring ramp. The track vocals chant “Oi…oi…oi…oi” and the crowd mimics a fist pump with the beat:

“oi…oi…oi…oi…”

His face is wide and unshaven, his nose is flat and has the look that it has been broken a few times. His left eyebrow and cheekbones are scarred from a lifetime of punches.

“oi…oi…oi…oi…”

He’s ugly, yet refined. As is his entrance attire. Dressed in a vest, tie, and button up shirt rolled to the elbows, the man wears a set of black gloves. He paces toward the ring bobbing his head to the beat and adjusting the straps on his gloves. The song continues.

“oi…oi…oi…oi”

He reaches the ring and the song continues as he slowly paces in front of the hard cam scanning the ring and the crowd.

“See me ride out of the sunset
On your color TV screen
Out for all that I can get
If you know what I mean”

He climbs the apron. Walks left. Walks left. Then stops in center frame.

“Women to the left of me
And women to the right
Ain't got no gun
Ain't got no knife
Don't you start no fight
'Cause I'm…”

And thrusts his gloved hand back in the air.

"T.N.T.!, I'm dynamite
(T.N.T.) and I'll win the fight
(T.N.T.) I'm a power load
(T.N.T.) watch me explode"

Buster loosens his tie a little before he punches the clock and gets to work.

Arthur La Forge: Buster Gloves looks like, and is, a striker with a reputation of his own. He looks like he’s ready to make an impact here in Level Up!

Mary DeSue: His entrance music choice makes me wonder if he’s an old fogey…

Arthur La Forge: I thought you had a thing for older guys at this point…

Mary DeSue: You know nothing John Snow...

Mr. Rad: And finally...the last competitor in this fatal four way match...Victoria Salinas!!

The arena speakers play the chorus of "Whatever It Takes" and the crowd has a loud, positive reaction when Victoria Salinas appears on the stage. Victoria gives a quick salute to the crowd to acknowledge the reaction she's getting as she starts to make her way to the ring. Arriving at ringside, she pauses for a split second and collects herself to soak it all in. She enters the ring and stands on the second rope to soak in and acknowledge even more cheers from the crowd, saluting them by pointing in their direction and making a symbol of a heart with her hands to acknowledge the love she has for her fans. She comes off the second rope and leans against the corner, while she waits for the match to start.

Arthur La Forge: Another fan favorite joining up with Level Up. This roster continues to grow and surprise us here.

Mary DeSue: Quit being an attention hoe and focus on the match! Jeez...

The bell rings and for a brief moment there is a quiet moment of anticipation followed by four wrestlers coming to the center of the ring and start trading punches! The crowd jumps to its feet to get a better look at whose whipping whose ass because the punches and kicks are flying almost to fast to see! McAllister fires a shot at Gloves, and Gloves ducks it. Gloves connects with a shot onMcAllister and then comes forward with an elbow to the face. Gloves grabs McAllister and drops him to the mat with a rolling armdrag into an armbar. Salinas and Steele tie up and Steele puts Salinas in a headlock. Salinas pushes Steele off and Steele heads to the ropes. Steele rebounds and Salinas heads in the opposite direction. Salinas leaps onto the second rope and comes back with a springboard clothesline sending Diamond Steele down to the mat hard. McAllister gets his foot on the ropes and Gloves breaks the hold, but does stomp on McAllister. Gloves turns and sees Salinas kip up from the springboard clothesline. Gloves charges forward and hits Salinas with a Lariat! Steele rolls on the mat and gets up at the same time as McAllister. McAllister goes for a wild swing. Steele ducks and gets behind McAllister. GERMAN SUPLEX INTO THE TURNBUCKLE WITH A HUGE CHEER FROM THE CROWD!

Arthur La Forge: McAllister just took a devastating shot to the neck!

Mary DeSue: Hey! Who said you could beat up my eye candy!

Steele gets up and turns right into a kick to the gut from Gloves! He quickly grabs Steele and goes to set her up for a stalling Brainbuster. As Gloves gets Steele up for the Brainbuster, Salinas runs to the ropes and springboards off and dropkicks Gloves right in the chest causing Steele to land on top of Gloves. Cover...

One...

Kickout by Gloves! Steele rolls off as Salinas comes down with an elbow to the throat of Gloves. Salinas gets up and see's McAllister getting to his feet. She charges forward and hits a Jumping Yakuza Kick to McAllister! Steele charges at Salinas from behind and grabs her for a Russian Legsweep, but Salinas instead leaps up, grabbing the arm of Steele and goes for a Crucifix Pin!

One...

Kickout! Steele and Salinas get up and start to swing at each other until Gloves runs up, bouncing off the ropes, and hits them both with double elbow strikes!

Arthur La Forge: Salinas is showing off a high speed flying style that might suit her for the “Courage Title” division!

Mary DeSue: Yeah but Buster Grimes over there seems to be able to handle her with those elbows yo.

As Gloves gets back up he gets hit from behind by McAllister with a big boot to the head! McAllister picks up Gloves and let's him wobble as McAllister runs to the ropes. McAllister rushes towards Gloves going for a clothesline, but Gloves ducks and hits a back body drop on McAllister! McAllister hits the mat hard and gets up from the momentum to his knee's only to get hit by a running knee to the face by Salinas and followed by a Pele Kick from Steele! Cover by Steele!

One...

Two...

Gloves breaks up the pinfall attempt with a baseball slide to the face of Steele! Salinas goes up top and waits while Gloves picks up Steele and hits a European Uppercut! Gloves then turns only to get hit with a Springboard Moonsault from Salinas! McAllister gets up at the same time Salinas does. McAllister rushes over and hits Salinas with a headbutt to the back of her head. He stumbles for a moment, maybe not the best idea in this hard hitting match as Steele grabs him and hits a Diamond Cutter!!

Arthur La Forge: Diamond Cutter from Diamond Steele! What great timing with that move from out of nowhere!

Mary DeSue: Diamond Cutter...I know what...I’ll name my finisher The Sue Shuffler...or the Sue Screwdriver...Or the Sue Surprise!

Cover!

One...

Two...

Breakup by Gloves! He grabs Steele after kicking her in the head and sets her up for a piledriver, but Salinas runs up and helps Gloves "spike" it! Steele falls to the mat in a slump as Gloves and Salinas start trading shots once again. The crowd get on their feet as the two slug it out with Salinas ducking a shot and getting behind Gloves. Neckbreaker! Salinas waits for Gloves to get back up and rushes forward with a leaping headscissors...GLOVES REVERSES IT INTO A POWERBOMB INTO THE TURNBUCKLE POST! Gloves stumbles as McAllister starts to move and Gloves leaps on him. "Soulcrusher"!!

HE TAPS!!!

Mr. Rad: Here is your winner by Submission...Buster Gloves!!

Buster let's go of the hold as McAllister grabs the back of his neck and lays flat in the ring. He seems to have taken a lot of punishment from that earlier shot to the neck with the German Suplex into the turnbuckle and the Diamond Cutter. Salinas and Steele get up slowly. Gloves stands waiting to see what the others do, and both wrestlers nod and leave the ring to let him celebrate. While disappointed they didn't win they can't fault him for getting the quick submission win.

Arthur La Forge: Those shots to the neck from Steele did a number on McAllister’s neck and Gloves capitalized with that amazing submission hold!

Mary DeSue: It’s nice to see a guy go down every once in a while...

Arthur La Forge: Ma...Ma...Wow...Just...

Mary DeSue: What did I get you all both...Speaking of Bothered!

As the match winds down there is a murmur in the crowd and the reason for it suddenly becomes apparent as “Queen Machine” Jenny emerges from amongst the fans and slides into the ring. She makes a beeline to the downed McAllister and crouches in front of him

Arthur La Forge: Oh Thomas doesn’t wanna be there for sure!

Mary DeSue: Get outta there newbie!

Queenie takes McAlister's hand and to everyone's surprise, helps him to his feet, dusting off the still groggy man with a smile. She pats him on the cheek and turns around as if to leave.

Arthur La Forge: Well...she’s being nice...Do we trust it?

Mary DeSue: Did you get a contact high from Bert or something?

She stops after taking a single step and a malicious grin spreads to her lips as she turns back around, grabbing McAllister by the head and dropping him with THE CROWNING.

Arthur La Forge: Oof! Someone needs to get out here and help him!

Mary DeSue: Yeah...aside from Bert, which other dummy wants to get on Jenny’s bad side?

As the bell rings wildly Queenie rolls out of the ring to get a mic, rolling back into the ring after she does and moves back over to McAllister, locking in the QUEENS GAMBIT, choking the already unconscious man violently. She adjusts the hold so that her hand is free and speaks into the microphone as she does.

“Queen Machine” Jenny: I said I would do this! Developer! I want my Courage Rematch at Final Fantasy! I deserve it! I have the right! GIVE ME MY REMATCH OR THIS WILL KEEP HAPPENING TO EVERYONE IN LEVELUP!

Security and referees pour into the ring to drag Queenie off McAllister, succeeding at it after a few tries. Queenie backs into the corner, making fake lunges at the security as the referees help McAllister out of the ring. Suddenly Queenie bursts into an uncontrolled giggling fit and blows a kiss to the security, sliding out of the ring. She makes her way to the announcer table and leans towards the pair there.

“Queen Machine” Jenny: Arty dear… get a word to the big boss that I’m not joking… And I might reward you. Or punish you. Whichever I see fit…

She hops onto the table and plants a quick kiss on the forehead of Arthur La Forge, rolling off of it and disappearing into the crowd before anyone can react, leaving La Forge stupefied.

Mary DeSue: Hey! No one threatens Artie but me!

Arthur La Forge: I am confused...slightly happier with my life...but confused...

Mary DeSue: SNAP OUT OF IT!

Mary slaps Arthur in the face.

Arthur La Forge: OW! Safe word…

Mary DeSue: ...what?

Arthur La Forge: Absolutely nothing!

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HIS MONSTER vs. Joey Crash

The lights flicker in time to the opening riffs of the guitar.

"WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLL HE AIN'T MY BOY BUT THE BROTHER IS HEAVY"

"THROWN AWAY MY POSSESSIONS AND MOVED INTO A CHEVY"

"VAN, MAN IT'S THE MASTER PLAN"

"DRRRRIVE TO THE WOODS, EAT CORN OUT THE CAN!!!"

Mr. Rad:Introducing first, from Apia, Samoa, weighing in at three hundred and seventy five pounds, HIS MOOOONSTER!

At this point, HIS MONSTER comes barreling from a random point in the arena, be it the entry ramp, or through the crowd, to the ring at full tilt. Sliding into the ring and getting up onto his feet in one smooth movement, he pounds his chest and lets loose a loud bellow. He walks along the edge of the ring, glaring daggers at the crowd and shouting obscenities, before stopping at the corner opposite his opponent and sitting on the bottom turnbuckle, arms outstretched and gripping the middle rope. He stares, unblinking, at his opponent, like a hungry beast eyeing fresh prey.

Arthur La Forge: This man...this monster...he’s certainly been getting a lot of talk on the forums for Level Up.

Mary DeSue: He is a bit of a THICC boy to.

The maniacal laughter which introduces 'Cheer Up London' blasts throughout the arena. Joey Crash walks through the curtain with his signature round shades and overcoat.

Mr. Rad: Introducing next, from London, England, weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds, he is… JOOOOEEEYYY… CRRRRAAAAAAAAASSSHHHH!.

He shouts at the fans on either side as he goes towards the ring. He slides onto the apron with one knee and immediately climbs the turnbuckle, breathing deeply and removing his glasses. With a smirk he jumps down to the apron, wipes his feet and climbs into the ropes. Joey takes a few energetic strides around the ring, removes his coat and slumps into the corner.

Arthur La Forge: Joey Crash might have bitten off more than he can chew here.

Mary DeSue: Either way this is gonna be a beatdown for somebody!

The Bell rings as HIS MONSTER pushes Joey back into the ropes who bounces back and clotheslines MONSTER, then delivers a second clothesline. He whips HIS MONSTER towards the rope and then backs body drops him before running off the ropes and hitting a massive big boot. He covers MONSTER and gets a two count. He grabs a hold of MONSTER's legs and he goes for his Figure Four, but HIS MONSTER kicks him forward, sending him shoulder first into the ring post. MONSTER gets up and hits the slightly dazed Joey Crash with a Spinebuster. He leans against the ropes before holding his arms out. The females send out massive amounts of scared noises towards him, but the males send massive amounts of hatred towards MONSTER as he flips Joey off and goes for a powerbomb. Joey slips down and ducks a running clothesline from MONSTER and hits him with a spinebuster of his own.

Arthur La Forge: Well it’s easy to see folks are picking on side out of the fandom in attendance.

Mary DeSue: That spinebuster shook the ring so much I felt it out here!

Joey Crash doesn't let MONSTER recuperate at all, he picks up MONSTER from the mat showing his bare strength, but MONSTER ducks under and grips Joey from behind and hits him with a german suplex, he quickly picks Joey back up and hits him with a second german suplex! Oh my god, he's going to do it again! MONSTER WITH A THIRD GERMAN SUPLEX TO JOEY THROWING HIM TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE RING! MONSTER would pick up Joey as soon as he does, HIS MONSTER hits him with a quick jab that stuns Joey and hits a BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX! JOEY CRASH IS DOWN AGAIN!

Arthur La Forge: What an impact!

Mary DeSue: Hey! (whistles) Ring boys...might wanna reinforce this ring with Chungus Among Us in there.

HIS MONSTER, with a sudden burst of energy here gets back to his feet and starts to hit a flurry of elbows to the face of Joey Crash, before lifting him up onto his shoulders with INCREDIBLE STRENGTH AND DELIVERING A BUCKLE BOMB BUT JOEY CRASH REBOUNDS AND GRABS HIS MONSTER AND HITS A BELLY TO BELLY SENDING HIS MONSTER BACK FIRST INTO THE CORNER HIMSELF, LEAVING HIS MONSTER HUNG UP ON THE ROPES!

Arthur La Forge: HM is caught and in a very bad place to be!

Mary DeSue: How much weight can those ropes hold!

Joey pulls HIS MONSTER off the ropes and to takedown HIS MONSTER and starts to ground and pound his skull. The ref has to force Joey off with a DQ warning as he checks on HIS MONSTER, who's gashed up from the forearms. The ref goes to ring the bell, but HIS MONSTER stops him and yells.

"Ring that bell and I'll break your fucking neck!"

The ref looks on in horror as HIS MONSTER uses his body to pull himself up. The two stars are up and we are under the five minute marked. The crowd groans in uncomfortability as they see the blood rush from HIS MONSTER fast. They stare at each other, pissed off at the other before rushing in and starts to headbutt each other repeatedly, causing the lady's to look away and the men to cover the kids eyes. The two men trade headbutts back and forth with each before they deliver one final headbutt and they fall to their knees.

Arthur La Forge: A meeting of the minds if I ever saw one...

Mary DeSue: Well they aren’t in this to win a debate...this is a fight!

The two men land on their knees, already dazed and confused from the brutal headbutts they gave each other as the fans watched speechless. The two starts to push each other's faces before it starts with the stiff forearm shots before they make it to their feet and starts to go ham as the crowd is getting into it. Joey Crash blocks a foreman shot and ducks underneath him, hitting him with a German Suplex before getting to his feet and runs off the ropes into a clothesline from HIS MONSTER who rolled from the German to his feet. HIS MONSTER lifts Joey up and places him over one shoulder before giving him a Lawn Dart through the ropes, sending him face first into the mat, causing him to roll around. HIS MONSTER exited the ring and stomps at Joey's gut before he rips the cover of the announcers table off and tosses the monitors to the side. He grabs his noses and sees the blood on his hand before turning to Joey and grabbing him by the throat and lifts him onto the table before climbing up the table himself. HIS MONSTER lifts Joey up slowly, but Joey breaks out and quickly hits a DDT to HIS MONSTER onto the table. HIS MONSTER rolls off the table and lays on his back as has the face of a man who is seeing stars. Joey Crash slides off the table and grabs MONSTER, trying to power up his dead weight before placing him on the apron before Joey himself slides into the ring and grabs MONSTER by the ear and nose and forces him up off the apron to his knees before pulling him in by the head and pulls him into the ring, hanging his feet by the ropes. He moves his hand to get the crowd going, which it does, and he drops HIS MONSTER on the top of his skull.

Arthur La Forge: Another jarring of the skull on HIS MONSTER from Crash!

Mary DeSue: He’s living up to his name turning this place into a wreck!

Joey rests beside HIS MONSTER before a devilish grin appears on his face. He lifts HIS MONSTER up, but he breaks free and quickly plants Joey Crash with a Vertical Spinning Sitout Side Slam (INO‘INO). After the brutal match has been on for a while, both men are laid out on the mat, blood running down their faces, sweat following suit of the blood. HIS MONSTER finally makes it to his feet before climbing up the top rope. Due to the punishment he took, he was slow going up to the top rope, and during that time, Joey Crash made it back to his feet. He then clips the leg of HIS MONSTER, sending his monster into the steel rod of the turnbuckle. He climbs up to the top rope and starts biting the head of HIS MONSTER before placing MONSTER'S head between his leg and powers him up and then launches on with a middle rope Avalanche Piledriver, spiking HIS MONSTER. Joey Crash slowly but finally makes his arm over HIS MONSTER as the referee counts.

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

Mr. Rad: Here is your winner...Damn that was vicious!...Joey Crash!

Arthur La Forge: An Avalanche Piledriver! Such a devastating manuever!

Mary DeSue: Is the Earthquake over now?

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Cara Strader vs. ‘Queen Machine’ Jenny

Mr. Rad: The following contest is scheduled for one fall...making her way to the ring first...Cara Strader!!

“Resist and Disorder” by Rezodrone starts to play as Cara Strader walks in through the entranceway with a big cloud of smoke. She high fives a few fans as she walks down to the ringside ready to face her opponent.

Arthur La Forge: As much as I enjoy Cara’s work she’s in for a lot of hell tonight.

Mary DeSue: Yeah, against one of the most angriest women in the world...

Mr. Rad: And her opponent… “Queen Machine” Jenny!!

“And There was Light!”

The lights turn into a mixture of turquoise and purple, flickering about the arena as the short keyboard-intro of “And there was Light” by Illnath plays through the PA-system. A single white spotlight focuses on the end of the rampway as the song kicks into its first verse.

On the short bridge, “Queen Machine” Jenny walks through the curtains, crawling on all fours. She stops at the top of the ramp and rise up to her knees, surveying the crowd.

As the strong vocals of the song kick up again she bounces up to her feet and stalks her way down the aisleway.

As she reaches the ring she hops on the apron and drapes herself on the ropes, hanging upside down while the song reaches its solo, a manic chuckle emanating from her lips before she slithers into the ring and crawls into the corner where she bounces up to the top rope and lies down on the buckle, staring down the aisleway as the chorus kicks in

As the song fades she rolls back to the ground in a three-point stance and prepares for action.


Arthur La Forge: Jenny made her point clear that she will hurt more of the Level Up Roster unless she gets her rematch for her beloved “Courage Championship”.

Mary DeSue: As usual...this is all Bert’s Fault!

Jenny and Cara begin to circle one another in the ring. Jenny looks absolutely terrifying, her makeup not near as neat and precise as it was usually applied. Her eyes were wilder, but the Strader woman was as undeterred as the rest of her kin was in the face of a vicious sort of adversity. Ref Kirby however, looked seconds away from pissing down his leg. Cara takes the initiative and charges forward, going for a clothesline but Jenny matrix’s it,

Arthur La Forge: Jenny’s showing her flexibility there with...

Mary DeSue: You need to quit thinking about her flexibility and start thinking about how to get the boss to answer her!

Cara hits the ropes and turns in time to see Jenny crab walking toward her creepily. Its enough to stun her long enough for Jenny to kip up and get her ankles around her neck, taking her down with a modified head scissors!.Jenny kips to her feet, quickly bouncing off the ropes but Cara is up just as quick, and catching Jenny with a hard lariat that turns her inside out!

Arthur La Forge: Ahh the Voldo Stance...

Mary DeSue: I am sure someone else will get that reference.

Cara immediately drops a knee to the small of her back and begins slamming forearms in the back of her head! Jenny fires an elbow back, catching Cara in the throat and scrambling to her feet as she goes to recover. Jenny takes Cara down in an armdrag, locking the arm in place as she begins throwing knees into the back of Cara’s head, lifting her off the mat after the third and nailing a german suplex!

Arthur La Forge: And Jenny keeps dishing out the punishment to Cara!

Mary DeSue: Poor Girl didn’t do anything to deserve this. Damn it Bert!

Cara rolls out onto the apron, favoring the back of her head. She pulls herself up using the ropes while Jenny stalks her. When she’s vertical, Jenny has leapt upon the top rope and springboards going for a Jennycanrana! BUT CARA REVERSES IT!! POWERBOMB OFF THE APRON ONTO THE FLOOR!! Jenny lands with a sickening thud as the fans start chanting “:HOLY SHIT!!” or “HOLY BLEEP” on Twitch.tv!!

Arthur La Forge: What a reversal by Cara!

Mary DeSue: Keep on her gurllll!! She gonna rip yer head off if you let up!

Cara waists no time, lining up and leaping onto the second rope she goes for a super lionsault to the outside, but Jenny manages to get her knees up somehow! Cara screams as she bounces off of them, now rolling on the floor beside Jenny while writhing in pain. Jenny rolls onto her stomach, pushing herself to her hands and knees and crawling to Cara. She leans in close, laughing in her face...before biting down on her forehead!

Arthur La Forge: Hey! Consent!

Mary DeSue: Yea...WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU???

Arthur La Forge: Sorry...I apologize.

“YOU SICK F(BLEEP)!!YOU SICK F(BLEEP)” begins booming through the arena, Twitch’s censors begin charging time and half, Cara Strader beats on Jenny’s face for all she’s worth until Jenny finally lets go and Cara scoots away, holding the bloody bite mark. Jenny throws her head back and cackles, only to have it cut short as Cara has gotten to her feet and opted to kick Jenny right in her face! No finesse, just blunt force trauma!

Arthur La Forge: Keep focused Cara! Hell yeah!

Mary DeSue: I wonder if Jenny got a contact high from cannibalism...

She drags Jenny up by a pigtail and drags her to the ringsteps, and begins to bash her face into them! The fans count along! ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! Ref Kirby admonishes them, but like most referees in major promotions has decided to be lax on his ten count! Cara goes to whip Jenny to the rail but stops her short, and yanks her back into a knee that sends her end over end and crashing into the ring steps on her lower back!

Arthur La Forge: Oof! This kinda punishment can’t keep going on!

Mary DeSue: Are you kidding. Everyone in this damn federation likes to push the limits of pain on a weekly basis!

Cara wastes no time, dragging Jenny up and rolling her into the ring. She hops up on the apron,yelling at the crowd to get them pumped up and signaling for the end.as she scales the ropes, thinking of taking Jenny to the dark side of the moon. But Jenny sits up on some Michael Myers shit! She looks up at Cara and screams which seems to stun her long enough for Jenny to kip to her feet and run up the turnbuckles, leaping and nailing Cara with an avalanche Jennycanrana!!!

Arthur La Forge: AVALANCHE JENNYCANRANA!!

Mary DeSue: What is with people doing those supermoves tonight??!!

Jenny is in control now, lifting the stunned Cara up and licking the bleeding wound in her cheek from the bitemark before cackling and nailing “Enter the Machine”! Cara seems to be out as Jenny moves and locks in Queen’s Gambit! Cara comes to life, flailing around and trying to get to the ropes but Jenny holds her firm! Ref Kirby goes to check on her as her movements become sluggish. When she doesn’t respond he waves his hands, calling for the bell! Cara didn’t tap, but she is out like a light!!

Mr. Rad: Here is your winner… “Queen Machine” Jenny!!

Jenny doesn’t let go and Kirby has to call in for security and Jenny finally relents after a few moments leaving Cara to be checked on by officials. Jenny walks over to the camera and screams out “LISTEN TO ME ARTIE!!!!!” as she shoves the cameraman down on her way back to the backstage area.

Arthur La Forge: Oh I hear you lady...Loud and Clear!

Mary DeSue: You don’t need a safe word Artie...You need a safe dictionary!

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Don Tirri vs. EA Blizzard

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. Tonight he seems to be all business as he makes his way down the aisle. He 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.

Mr. Rad: Introducing next, from Helsinki, Finland, weighing in at 280 pounds... 'Old School Cool', DON TIRRI!

Mary DeSue: THICCI in da house!

Arthur LaForge: You don’t have any shame, do you?

Mary DeSue: Nothing wrong with standing by my man and looking for a little revenge. This one’s personal for Don so he deserves extra support.

Arthur LaForge: It’s true that this has quickly become a personal matter for Don Tirri. His son Donny faced EA Blizzard at EXP 15 and the veteran went too far to obtain his victory.

Mary DeSue: I heard Donny may have had a concussion. Poor guy… it’s only fair I check on him later, right?

”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. He 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.

Mr. Rad: The following Grudge match is set for one fall! Introducing first, from San Diego, California, weighing in at 323 pounds... EA Blizzard!

Arthur LaForge: This man really knows no boundaries, with how he used excessive attacks on Donny Mason.

Mary DeSue: You could say that he was making a case to earn a higher level of opponent, like Don Thicci… but all he’s earned is a beating of excessive force for himself!

Arthur LaForge: That was almost objective sounding. Then it just went off the rails.

Mary DeSue: Who needs objective when you have Thicci in your life!

EAB and Don are jaw-jacking as the bell rings, coming right into each other’s faces. Don is furious with how EAB treated his son at EXP 15, while EAB tells Don he shouldn’t look to make things so personal, it does not need to be this way. Don has heard enough and winds back to strike EAB, but the big man catches his fist! Tirri tries with the other, and EAB catches it as well! EAB shakes his head at Tirri, who is struggling against the strength of the bigger man, a disadvantage he has not often had to face. As EAB begins to squeeze down on Tirri’s fists, The Big Finn straight up HEADBUTTS EAB! Then another! Tirri turns it into a modified MORNING AFTER! EAB breaks his grip on one of Tirri’s hands and instead of trying to strike again, Don draws EAB in and connects with a knee to the midsection. The force causes EAB to break his grip fully and Tirri grabs EAB and sends him into the nearest corner with authority! EAB stands but before he can go anywhere Don leaps in with a Corner Avalanche! The Finn is in a zone and unleashes his fury with Mudhole Stomps repeatedly to the big executive, sending him down and hunched in the corner!

Arthur LaForge: Don Tirri is on a roll in the early going! He wants to make sure EAB gets the message that you don’t mess with young talent, and definitely not toying with his own flesh and blood.

Mary DeSue: Don’s flesh is practically sacred and that probably goes for his son.

Arthur LaForge: … That’s what you got out of what I said?

Mary DeSue: I couldn’t agree more.

Arthur LaForge: Mary, you’re kind of a creeper.

Mary DeSue: I stan Thiccis and there’s nothing wrong with it! Besides, do you know how many ‘creepers’ I have to deal with on social media?

Arthur LaForge: Actually, that’s a valid point.

Don gets EAB up and sends him to the opposite corner before following up with another Corner Avalanche! No! EAB catches Don by the throat and lifts him up and around, slamming Don’s back against the corner turnbuckles! EAB hits a series of blows to the midsection of Tirri and grabs him by the face, squeezing Tirri and reprimanding him for speaking of his family which he knows nothing of. EAB then sends Tirri with a biel to the middle of the ring, Don crashing down but his fury brings him right back up! Don and EAB meet head-on in the center of the ring to trade blows and EAB sneaks in a throat thrust that leaves Don coughing. EAB wastes no time in lifting Don up and hitting a Big Boot and goes for a cover!

ONE!

Arthur LaForge: Just barely a two count! Don Tirri is not going to be put down easily tonight. It’s going to take a lot more from EA Blizzard.

Mary DeSue: EA is a big guy, too. He’s got that Old Man Strength going on. But he messed with the wrong guy’s son if he thinks he can finish it that fast!

Arthur LaForge: How do you feel about Don’s having a son anyway?

Mary DeSue: You know what I say, Artie? The more Thiccis the better!

Arthur LaForge: That’s not what I… you know what? I knew I shouldn’t have asked. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

EAB shakes his head, laughing, as he picks Don back up to standing position. He takes Don up and back down with an Atomic Drop and then follows it up with a Clothesline to the back of Don’s neck! EAB catches Don before he falls to the mat and tells Tirri something about a taste of his own medicine before wheeling him around and smashing him into a turnbuckle post shoulder first! Tirri hits with such impact that the referee goes out onto the apron to check on Don. As EAB goes to grab him, Don hits a mule kick on EAB! The referee is checking on Tirri and doesn’t see it! EAB falls flat on his ass and his back hits the mat as he groans in agony, giving Don plenty of time to get out of the corner. Don rotates his shoulder a couple times and immediately mounts EAB, pummeling him with blows to the face! EAB’s nose is reddened but not bloodied as Don picks him up and turns him around with a Neckbreaker! Don makes a cover!

ONE!

TWO!!

Arthur LaForge: No more than two! Despite EAB’s tough luck of late, he showed last EXP that he is far from a pushover. He’s absolutely a force to be reckoned with in Level Up, and he doesn’t lose easily or well.

Mary DeSue: He’s a hoss for sure. They’re both Hossy Meaty Meatheads looking for the HOSSFEST.

Arthur LaForge: It sounds like your hoss could be replaced if defeated then?

Mary DeSue: Don’t speak blaspheme, Artie. I’ll have you know I believe in monogaHossmy.

Arthur LaForge: That’s a mouthful.

Mary DeSue: Yeah, on account of all that HOSSMEAT!

Arthur LaForge: Eww…

Tirri is undeterred and lifts EAB up and hits him with a couple body shots to back him up. He then wraps his arm around the top and middle ropes and yanks at it! The referee puts in a count…

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!

FOUR!!

Tirri just breaks before the five count, but then goes RIGHT BACK to it, this time using his leg on the rope for extra leverage and cranking back! The referee grabs Don’s arms to break his grip.

Arthur LaForge: Don showing the ruthlessness he possesses. He’s taking things to a level of intensity tonight that we may not have seen in some time.

Mary DeSue: I don’t approve of what EAB did to Son of Thicci, but maybe it helped light a new fire under Don.

Arthur LaForge: Yes, and a win here could vault him right back into serious contention for a title.

Mary DeSue: Are you saying he isn’t??

Arthur LaForge: Well, I only meant he’s in the veritable pack right now.

Mary DeSue: How dare you, Artie! My man’s ALWAYS in the hunt and don’t you forget it. He’s gonna win tonight and make it rain gold soon enough!

Arthur LaForge: Looks like the referee is putting in a count for Don to break the hold.

The referee does begin a verbal count on Don Tirri…

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!

As he’s getting to four, EAB takes matters into his own hands, throwing a fist to Tirri’s face! Tirri ducks – the referee gets POTATOED!!! He falls to the mat in heap and Don lets go, looking down at the downed official. EAB deadlifts Tirri over the top rope to the floor with brutish strength!

Arthur LaForge: Oh my lord! The official is down and I can’t imagine what getting hit unexpectedly by EAB must feel like!

Mary DeSue: Probably like getting hit with a mallet. That dude’s gonna be out for a bit.

EAB follows while he smacks his arm a little to get the blood flowing back and finds Tirri getting back to his feet from the spill. He grabs Tirri by the head and smacks the skull right on the apron, then brings Don over to the announce table and – Tirri fights back! The Finn gives a few stiff elbows that bend the Business Exec down for Don to grab his head and slam it on the table! Don takes hold of EAB and whirls him right into the guard rail next to the announce table, then follows in with KNOW YOUR PLACE!! The Facewash sends EAB reeling back almost over the guard rail while Don moves to remove items from the announce table! Don grabs EAB and hammers away at him before placing him on the announce table and going up himself. The Finn meets some resistance as EAB delivers a shoulder thrust into the abdomen of Don, then a throat thrust that staggers Don precariously close to the edge of the table. EAB smiles wide sensing opportunity for something to put this away and grabs Don lifting him for a Military Press – It Rolls Downhill! When he lifts Don up, Tirri gets a couple elbows right in the ear of EAB, causing him to falter! Don manages to wriggle out onto the table behind Tirri and as if by instinct, immediately leaps at EAB wrapping an arm around his neck and letting weight and gravity BULLDOG EAB OFF THE TABLE to the floor!!! EAB lands face first on the ground and the Finn crashes down!

Mary DeSue: AIR THICCI!! Book your trip today. Satisfaction guaranteed.

Arthur LaForge: Don went for it and he planted EAB onto the floor in front of our announce table! I was worried there for a minute that we may need a new table.

Mary DeSue: As if these aren’t replaceable. Level Up doesn’t exactly sink a lot of money in these, you know.

Arthur LaForge: I’m not sure they even budget for more than one per show.

Mary DeSue: That’s just… what about us? What about our needs, Artie??

Arthur LaForge: Okay, now we may be getting off topic.

Mary DeSue: Gross, Artie. Go to the back if you need to take care of something else. I got this commentary bit down.

Arthur LaForge: For the sake of our audience retention, I’m going to stay right here.

The referee has revived himself and is surprised to see the bodies on the floor. He does what he was trained to and starts a count…

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Don Tirri uses the announce table to get to his feet, breathing heavily but manages a wink to Mary before stumbling into the ring.

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!!

EAB begins to get to his knees, and we see he’s bleeding from the nose and the ear Don struck! He sneers in disgust as he works his way up.

SEVEN!!

EIGHT!!

EAB is back to his feet using the apron, but Don decides he doesn’t want it to end like this anyway and goes out to break the count. He goes for an irish whip to send EAB into the steps – reversed! Tirri crashes into the steps and EAB wipes blood from his face sending it in Don’s direction. The referee puts in another count.

ONE!

TWO!

Rather than picking up Don, EAB uses the steps like a vice, pressing his elbow against Don’s head causing Tirri to yell out.

Arthur LaForge: EAB is trying to grate Don’s head on the steps like he’s making swiss cheese!

Mary DeSue: Artie, this is no time to laugh. This is tragic!

Arthur LaForge: Blizzard had better mind the referee’s count, though…

The referee continues to put in a count.

THREE!

FOUR!

EAB gets a rake of the eyes in with his bloody fingers before picking up Don and tossing him back into the ring and following. EAB waits for Don to rise up and he hoists him overhead to now hit It Rolls Downhill!! He makes a cover!

ONE!

TWO!!

TH—NO! Tirri gets a shoulder up!

Arthur LaForge: Don hangs in there after the assault by EA Blizzard.

Mary DeSue: I knew it would take more than that. There’s a receipt coming for EAB, yet!

Blizzard frowns and brings Tirri back up and into the corner. He lays into Don with hooks and body blows that visibly jolt Don into the turnbuckles. EAB grabs the arm of Tirri and leads him against the ropes, then irish whips him and hits a Pendulum Backbreaker! EAB then gets Don up again, another irish whips and ANOTHER Pendulum Backbreaker! The Business Exec isn’t done, a third time he gets Tirri up and sends him into the ropes – CRUNCH TIME!

Arthur LaForge: Blizzard was setting up the back for that Bearhug finishing submission! This is big trouble for Don Tirri!

Mary DeSue: Come on, Thicci you can’t lose now!

Arthur LaForge: I mean he totally could, that is extremely painful.

Mary DeSue: Artie, stop putting negative energy out into the ring! You’re one of those people who jinx no-hitters, too, aren’t you.

Arthur LaForge: It’s called being objective. Also, that was purely coincidence when those no-hitters were broken up!

EAB squeezes away at Tirri who writhes in the grip of Blizzard! Tirri tries to pull at EAB’s arms but it’s no use as the strength of Blizzard holds firm. Tirri reaches out to the ropes but he’s just a little too far away!!

Mary DeSue: This is killing me!

Arthur LaForge: Don needs to consider the long-term damage, too. He has a career to think about.

In desperation, Don sees a possible opening – he reaches his hands and PULLS AT BLOODY EAR AND NOSE OF EAB!!! Blizzard yells out in pain, and while he holds his grip he does step back – enough for Tirri to grab the top rope!! The referee tells EAB to break with a count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Tirri pulls again at the extremities of Blizzard and he is forced to break! Don falls to the mat and EAB grabs his face as more blood flows. Don is able to return to a standing position as the referee is checking on EAB in a corner. Don comes in a house of fire and the referee has to fling himself away to avoid another KNOW YOUR PLACE! EAB takes the boot right in the kisser and is rocked in the corner! Don brings him back out of there and, with a yell of fury, he LIFTS EAB INTO THE SACK OF SHIT!!! Don tosses Blizzard over in the Fallaway Slam and makes a cover center ring!

ONE!

TWO!!

THRE— NO!!

Mary DeSue: Still not three?! Come on, ref!

Arthur LaForge: EA Blizzard is showing that he isn’t going to let his values be defeated so easily. He’s a man of true conviction.

Mary DeSue: He should have been convicted last EXP.

Arthur LaForge: Wait, on what charge?

Mary DeSue: Excessive assault of Family Thicci!

Arthur LaForge: I’m sure that would not hold up in a court of law.

Mary DeSue: They can come to Mary’s Court.

EAB manages to get a shoulder up!! Tirri yells out in some frustration and puts EAB into a front headlock, working the rotation to irritate Blizzard’s injuries. When they get to their feet, Don traps the arms of EAB and hits more Trapping Headbutts – Morning After!! Tirri then sends EAB into the near corner with an irish whip and approaches when THE REFEREE STEPS IN TO CHECK EAB! Don is furious as he asks the referee what the problem is, and the referee checks EAB’s ear and nose. Tirri is beside himself but sets up to charge. The referee clears EAB and Don immediately runs in – EAB PULLS THE REFEREE IN FRONT OF HIM!! The referee crumples down to the mat!! Tirri takes a step back after impact and looks down at the referee – JUST COSMETIC!!! EAB had the briefcase in the same corner and NAILS DON!! Blizzard flashes a billion dollar smile as he is quite pleased seeing his handiwork. With the referee still down, he decides to go for one more good shot. He grabs Don with a massive hand and bounces him off the ropes – DONNY MASON IS ON THE APRON!

Arthur LaForge: My lord it’s Donny Mason on the apron!

Mary DeSue: The family stands up for each other. Nothing wrong with that. Get him Son of Thicci!

Donny tugs at the briefcase as EAB is about to charge Tirri but EAB headbutts Donny square on and turns with the briefcase – THE BOOT!!! Don hit the finisher right on the briefcase and planted it into EAB’s face! The briefcase goes tumbling out of the ring and EAB is standing only with help from the ropes. Don sees the referee stirring and takes a few steps back, begging EAB forth and as he staggers towards the center of the ring HE GETS THE BOOT AGAIN!!! Don Tirri nails him flush and EAB’s face is a bloody mess as he sails down to the mat. Don covers!!!

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

Mr. Rad: Here is your winner… ‘OLD SCHOOL COOL’ DON TIRRI!!!


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Ciela Luiz vs. Dominique Moriarty

The words "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…" echo throughout the arena as Ciela Luiz skips happily to the ring.

Mr. Rad: From the Near Future, weighing in at one hundred pounds, Ciela Luiz!”

She slides in and smirks as she awaits her opponent.

Arthur La Forge: Ciela Luiz looks ready to get on the board in the Extra Lives Round Robin Tournament!

Mary DeSue: Yeah her and Dominique are both zero and one right now.

“I can be… I can be your everything…”, comes over the system after the arena goes completely black. This is quickly followed by a dark and creepy type of circus music as a handful of acrobatist come flipping and twirling on stage. The circus music then merges into the opening rifts of ‘In This Moment’s - Whore’.

“I’m the girl you’ve been thinking about..
The one thing you can’t live without…”

The spotlight appears at the center of the stage where The Ring Mistress appears. Dressed in a pair of black knee-high (folded down at the top) thick-heeled boots, black and white striped thigh-high’s that’s topped by ripped and torn fishnet stockings. She has on a matching pair of black and white striped “shorts” and bustier. Around her waist is a black see-through corset that accentuates her waist and bust. And a red velvet waist coat that buckles just under her breasts and at her neck. In her hands she’s carrying a riding crop in the shape of a heart.

“I’m the girl you’ve been waiting for…
I’ll have you down on your knees;
Have you begging for more.”

Mr. Rad: And her opponent, from London, England, weighing in at one hundred and ten pounds, “The Ring Mistress”, Dominique Moriarty!!

One of the acrobats comes to kneel before her as she plants a foot on his face and pushes him down. Only to side step around him and start towards the ring. Following behind her, dressed in a dark and creepy Plague Doctor’s outfit is The Good Doctor. Black feathers wrapped around his shoulders and he’s carrying a cane with a type of green liquid that swirls around the “head” of the cane.

“You probably thought I wouldn’t get this far;
You thought I’d end up in the back of a car.
You probably thought that I’d never escape;
I’d be a rat in a cage; I’d be a slave to this place.”

Another of the acrobats comes to kneel before her and she kneels down to press the tip of her riding crop under the acrobat’s chin and lifts their head up so that they are looking up at her.

“You don’t know how hard I fought to survive;
Waking up alone when I was left to die.
You don’t know about this life I’ve led;
All these roads I’ve walked; All these years I’ve bled.”

She lifts her hand up and shoves the acrobat away from her by their face and slowly crawls to the next one before her. She reaches out and caresses this one’s face.

“So how can this be; You’re praying to me;
There’s a look in your eyes; I know just what that means.
I can be; I can be your everything…”

As the song pauses for the briefest of moments, she stands up and “kicks” the acrobat in the face.

“I CAN BE YOUR WHORE!”

She begins moving back to the ring with a smirk on her darkly painted face. Moving her body in that “runway” type of walk as she makes her way down the ramp.

“I am the dirt you created;
I am the Sin; I am your Whore.
But let me tell you something, Baby;
You love me for everything you hate me for.”

When she gets to the ring itself, the acrobats begin to flip, twirl and dance around the ring as she walks to the far side.

“I’m the one that you need and fear;
Now that you’re hooked it’s all becoming clear.\
That all your judgements that you placed on me,
Was a reflection of discovery.
So, maybe next time when you cast your stones;
From the shadows of the Dark Unknown.
You will crawl up from your hiding place;”

That’s when she crawls onto the mat and into the ring.

“Take a look in the mirror; See the truth in your face.”

The Good Doctor and the creepy acrobats join her in the ring. The acrobats move as if they are mesmerized by The Ring Mistress, kneeling and submitting themselves before her.

“So, how can this be; You’re praying to me.
There’s a look in your eyes; I know just what that means.
I can be… I can be your everything…”

The Ring Mistress then drops to her knees and falls onto her back; arms spread out.

“I CAN BE YOUR WHORE!!”

And the song ends abruptly as the lights in the arena once again…. Go black.

Arthur La Forge: That’s...that’s one hell of an entrance.

Mary DeSue: You’re just getting all twitterpatted tonight and finding out new things about yourself huh Artie?

Arthur La Forge; You shush yer mouth miss.

As the bell rings, Ciela goes right after Dominique, pushing her into the corner as she begins to unload with shoulder blocks to the gut of The Mistress, before Dominique begins nailing hammerfists to the back of Ciela's skull, forcing The Time Traveler out of the corner before Dominique comes right back with a sprint, driving her forearm into the face of Ciela before backing up again... CCS Enzugiri! With Ciela down in the corner, Dominique lines up for Double Knees... No! Ciela moves out of the way and comes flying in, hitting a Bicycle Knee Strike to the face of Dominique in the corner before Moriarty walks out of the corner, dazed... As Ciela ducks a wild clothesline and connects on a Snap Dragon Suplex! Ciela gets to her feet, as Dominique gets to her knees... AND CIELA SPRINTS AT HER WITH A HUGE KNEE STRIKE TO THE FACE!

Arthur La Forge: If that doesn’t cause AG-O-KNEE I don’t know what will.

Mary DeSue: UGHHHHHHHHHH....

Ciela crawls into the cover, hooking the outside leg as the referee gets down into the count: 1... 2... No! Dominique kicks out handily at two, keeping Ciela on her feet, knowing that a Knee Strike won't end this match. Ciela hooks Dominique’s waist... Looking for a German Suplex... NO! Dominique slides out from behind... CHOP BLOCK! Dominique hooks Ciela's leg on the ropes, as she goes to the top rope, setting it up... ELBOW DROP TO CIELA'S KNEE! Dominique smirks, knowing she has Ciela right where she wants her, as she picks Ciela up, and Ciela has to use the ropes to stand on her feet as Dominique bounces off of the ropes for a clothesline... BUT CIELA CATCHES HER ARM AND SPINS HER OUT! RIPCORD KNEE STRIKE WITH THE BAD KNEE! Oh my god! But Ciela can't cover! Ciela can't cover since her knee is so messed up! Both women are down now!

Arthur La Forge: Both are down, but neither are out yet. This match seems to be on fast forward/

Mary DeSue: Well you’d know about watching two women laying down on fast forward wouldn’t you Artie?

Arthur La Forge: Level Up Wrestling...now with Aloe for these burns.

Mary DeSue: I think I hit a nerve...

The crowd, firmly behind Ciela begins a "TIME TRAVELER!" chant, trying to will The Time Traveler to her feet, as the referee checks on both women, before Ciela begins to climb up the ropes, trying to make it to her feet before Dominique, still favoring the knee that was targeted by The Mistress earlier in the match. As Ciela gets to her feet, she goes over to Dominique, who was baiting Ciela and catches her with a forearm to the face! Still feeling the effects of the Ripcord Knee, Dominique stumbles to his feet before running at Ciela, but Ciela catches Dominique with a Spinning Heel Kick to the side of the temple! Ciela then sees Dominique stunned, before she runs at her... NO! Dominique pushes Ciela into the ropes and connects on a Rebound German Suplex![/i]

Arthur La Forge: What a Rebound!

Mary DeSue: I...You know what...to easy for me tonight to tease you.

Dominique sits on the canvas, looking around at the crowd who just saw the vicious landing Ciela took on her neck as it seems The Mistress has completely recovered from the earlier Ripcord Knee as we're about 16 minutes into this match now. As Dominique gets to her feet, she spreads her arms out, letting the crowd take her in as she picks Ciela up, unleashing a headbutt at The Time Traveler as Ciela falls back, bouncing off of the ropes... And she sprints at Dominique with a Sick Kick... But Ciela reverses, picking her foot up and smashing Ciela's head into the canvas! The crowd lets out a gasp as Ciela's mouth contains blood, as she spits it onto the canvas, with a nasty smirk coming from The Mistress as Dominique picks Ciela up, dragging her over to the top rope, as she places her on the top rope, setting up for the Dragon Suplex from the top rope... BUT CIELA FLIPS OUT! CIELA GRABS ONTO DOMINIQUE... JUMPING ONTO HER SHOULDERS... REVERSE FRANKENSTEINER FROM THE MIDDLE ROPE! Ciela crawls to the pin: 1... 2... 3!? NO! DOMINIQUE KICKED OUT! Ciela eyes show shock as she sits in the corner, his eyes getting more and more dialed in. Ciela then sets up another reserve Frankensteiner... But before she can jump, Dominique counters with an elbow to the side of the head, but Ciela backs into the corner and comes running in at Dominique with a RUNNING KNEE STRIKE TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! OH MY GOD THAT WAS BRUTAL!

Arthur La Forge: Ciela with a surprise shot!

Ciela lays on the canvas, staring at Dominique who remains down in the ring as Ciela then rushes over to Dominique, pulling her up and hitting a Uranage Sideslam!

Mary DeSue: Damn! Double Whammy!

Ciela is on the attack and has Dominique reeling, as The Mistress now sits in the corner, before Ciela rushes at her with multiple strikes, making Dominique put up her hands up before she ducks a final forearm.... NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX! IS SHE GONNA BRIDGE!? NO! SHE FLIPS OVER... BRAINBUSTER! Now Dominique picks Ciela up... TIGER DRIVER 98!? NO! Ciela flips Dominique out, but Dominique lands on her feet, and kicks Ciela's knee! Dominique falls to one knee as Dominique now sets it up.... THE RIVET GUN! Dominique rolls Ciela over, hooking the bad knee

One...

Two...

THR-NO! CIELA KICKED OUT! BUT HOW!?

Arthur La Forge: The tenacity of both of these women is astounding! They are putting on a clinic for anyone in the back tonight!

Mary DeSue: Yeah, but one of them better hurry up. Time’s running low.

The heart of Ciela is being displayed tonight, whether she likes it or not as The Time Traveler continues to fight for this opportunity in the Round Robin! Dominique stands up, the makeup slowly coming off of her face as the match goes on, now nearing 27 minutes in the match, as she goes to the top rope, waiting for Ciela to make it to her feet... DIVING NECKBREAKER!

Arthur La Forge: A DIVING NECKBREAKER!! Will it be enough to finish off “The Time Traveler”?

Mary DeSue: She’s gonna wish she turned back time in a minute or two...

Dominique grabs the leg of Ciela, hooking it.

One…

Two...

No! Ciela kicks out and now Dominique smashes the mat with her hands, visibly frustrated as he picks Ciela up as there are three minutes remaining on the timer for the match. She throws Ciela through the middle of the rope, sending her to the outside as she slides out, going after Ciela as she grabs her, trying to put The Time Traveler on the announce table... BUT CIELA HITS HER WITH THE A SUPERKICK! THE ATTEMPT BACKFIRES, AS CIELA PLACES DOMINIQUE ON THE ANNOUNCE TABLE, CLIMBING TO THE TOP ROPE... ELBOW DROP ON THE ANNOUNCE TABLE, BUT IT DOESN'T BREAK!

Arthur La Forge: This is becoming more jammed than the LA Freeway over here.

Mary DeSue: All these ladies fighting in front of you tonight. You’re being spoiled Artie.

Arthur La Forge: Not funny!

Ciela immediately grabs onto her knee, realizing that it probably wasn't the best thing for her to jump onto the announce table, and the ref rushes over to Dominique, trying to check on her, but Dominique pushes away from the ref before grabbing Ciela and rolling her into the ring, making sure that this match didn't end in count out.

Arthur La Forge: If this would have ended in a count out we would have a riot on our hands with this rabid crowd!

Mary DeSue: Don’t give these people ideas...they got experience rioting!

As Dominique sits on his knees, clearly exhausted as we hit the 29 minute mark in the match, Ciela suddenly kips up to her feet and hits Dominique with a Sick Kick into the turnbuckle! Where did that come from!? Ciela still slightly favors the knee, but she does her best to run… SHINING WIZARD TO THE SKULL OF DOMINIQUE! THE RING MISTRESS IS DOWN! CIELA STRUGGLES BUT SHE PULLS HERSELF TO THE TOP ROPE! OVER THE RAINBOW- NO! DOMINIQUE GOT HER KNEES UP! TEN SECONDS REMAIN! Dominique quickly applies Man-Of-War, screaming for Ciela to tap out, but Ciela continues to fight and fight! The crowd chants down from five as Dominique applies the hold more as Ciela seems close to tapping… until…

DING DING DING

The bell rings and Dominique believes she won…

Mr. Rad: The match’s allotted time has EXPIRED!!! The match has been ruled a draw!

Dominique can’t believe it as Ciela gets out of the ring to catch her breath.

Arthur La Forge: A TIME LIMIT DRAW!! The fans can’t believe it. This means the points for this match will be divided between Ciela and Dominique.

Mary DeSue: What are they gonna do?

The fans get on their feet and give a standing ovation. It’s rare there is a tie in Level Up and it’s even more rare that it’s by time limit draw. Both women get the cheers of the adoring fans here in L.A.


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Larry Tact vs. Ahmya

The lighting in the arena switches over to a light shade of blue as the uplifting tune of “Fighter” by Mika Nakashima begins to play, the fans looking on in anticipation while already showing their support vocally.

As the spoken intro gives way to the beat kicking in, the cheers grow louder and Ahmya makes her way out onto the stage, clad in her chosen gear for the match, currently cloaked by her gorgeous ring coat.

The young woman takes in a moment to soak in the adulation before heading down to the ring, a determined smile on her face.

Mr Rad: The following contest is part of the EXTRA LIVES ROUND ROBIN! Introducing first, from Zushi, Kanagawa, Japan, weighing 120 pounds...AHHHHMYAAA!!

Arthur La Forge: Ahmya was impressive in her match against Lord Raab at EXP 15, now she’s hoping to pick up her second win in the Extra Lives Round Robin.

Mary DeSue: But can she back it up against my boi, who beat Bert and Dominique in the same night!

Arthur La Forge: It’s going to be a tough ask, for sure.

As she reached the apron, Ahmya gave it a gentle couple taps before hopping up and stepping towards the closest turnbuckle to her right.

Right on cue with the chorus kicking in, the mysterious young woman climbs up, taking a seat on the top turnbuckle, her gaze focused on the masses who continue to cheer her on.

Soon after giving a quick wink, she hops down, now entering the ring and giving a bow of respect in the middle before removing her coat and handing it to the ring attendant.

With her mind on the upcoming task, she flashes one final smile, this one filled with confidence, as the lighting returns to normal and her music fades to silence.

The lights begin flickering WILDLY as the opening beats of "Pieces" by Hoobastank sound throughout the arena.

"TURN AROUND AND PICK UP THE PIECES!"

A BURST of black and gold pyro goes off as Larry Tact steps through the entrance, observing momentarily before heading down the ramp.Seeing a couple fans mouthing off along his way, he takes a moment to spit on his own hand before attempting to SLAP a couple fans across the face.

Mr Rad: And her opponent...from Manhattan, New York, weighing 260 pounds...LARRRYYY TACT!

Arthur La Forge:Tact has been at war with Bert for the last few weeks, now he gets a chance to inflict pain on his tag-team partner.

Mary DeSue: Oh you bet it’ll be painful, Tact boutta go through a night undefeated once again!

Arthur La Forge:He only has one match tonight though…

Mary DeSue: Still undefeated!

Tact smirks, then proceeds to the ring steps and ascends them. He enters the ring and climbs a turnbuckle, pointing to himself and opening his arms to receive their reaction.Coming back down to the canvas, he stretches using the ropes, focused on Ahmya.
The two competitors eye one another warily as the bell rings, neither keen to give an inch. They’re poised for action, but no one seems willing to make the first move. After circling for a few moments, Tact smirks and motions for Ahmya to come at him. Obliging, Ahmya charges in and the two lock up. Tact grabs ahold of Ahmya’s arm and transitions into a hammer-lock, applying pressure to the limb. Ahmya rolls through, and briefly counters the hold into a hammer lock of her own, only for Tact to crouch down and take her over with a fireman’s carry! Tact then applies a rear naked choke on Ahmya, looking to wear here down in the early going. He presses down, pushing his 6’6, 280 pound frame on Ahmya, making it harder for her to escape.


Arthur La Forge: That looks like a tough spot to be.

Mary DeSue: Yeah!! Squeeze the life out of her Larry!

Willed by the crowd, Ahmya manages to fight her way to the ropes, but Tact continues to apply the hold right up until the referee’s count reaches 4! He finally breaks it, but is immediately back on Ahmya, taking her over with a judo throw and again applying a choke hold! This again puts Ahmya in a challenging situation, given her significant size disadvantage. However what she loses in size she makes up for in heart, and as the crowd cheers her on Ahmya begins to force her way up! In a creative escape, Ahmya then pushes off the ropes with her foot, sending her and Tact backwards! The two hurtle into the opposite ropes, and Ahmya, with great agility, pushes up and over Tact, landing on the apron. She then pulls down on Tact’s head, jamming his neck into the top rope!

Arthur La Forge: Ahmya escapes!

Mary DeSue: Hey, hands off the merchandise!

Arthur La Forge: What are you on about, they’re wrestling.

Mary DeSue: But his thicc neck…

Arthur La Forge: Ugh.

She slides into the ring as Tact staggers away, clutching his neck. The two lock eyes once again, a level of intensity beginning to form between the two technical wrestlers. Tact reaches out, looking for a test of strength. Ahmya boldly accepts, and the two link hands. Slowly but surely Tact begins to win out in the contest, forcing Ahmya down to one knee...then to both. He manages to get her all the way down until both her shoulders are on the mat, prompting Ref Kirby into action.

ONE!

TW-NO! Ahmya forces her shoulder off the mat.

Arthur La Forge: Looks like it was a bad idea getting into a test of strength with Tact.

Mary DeSue: Ya think?

Grimacing, Ahmya tries to hold her arm up and keep her shoulder off the mat. But it’s short-lived, as Tact again forces both of her shoulders to the mat.

ONE!

TWO!

NO! Ahmya again gets her shoulder up.

Mary DeSue: Give up, he’s too powerful!

Arthur La Forge: Again Ahmya finds herself in a tough situation, can she escape once again?

This time Ahmya leans back and pushes her legs up, sending Tact up and over! Both competitors still have their hands linked, and Ahmya keeps it that way as she flips over onto Tact. She lands with her knees either side of his head, and swiftly transitions into a neckscissors choke! While applying the choke with her legs, Ahmya keeps her hands linked with Tact’s, preventing him from using them to escape! While it’s a submission hold, Tact’s shoulders are also on the mat, forcing Ref Kirby to count!

ONE!

TWO!

NO! Tact escapes!

Arthur La Forge: I guess turnabout’s fair play!

Mary DeSue: I can’t keep up with these two, too many counters, think I’m just gonna put my legs up and take a nap.

Arthur La Forge: Bout time…

Mary DeSue: What was that?

Arthur La Forge: Nothin.

Tact manages to get his shoulder up, and unlink his hands with Ahmya’s. Then, in an incredible display of strength, Tact manages to pull himself up with Ahmya still having her legs locked around his head! For a moment, Ahmya’s in the piledriver position, but Tact then pulls her up to his shoulders and plants her with a huge powerbomb! Tact staggers back to the turnbuckle, almost completely out of breath. He sucks in the air as Ahmya grips the back of her head in pain. Having caught his breath Tact makes his way over to Ahmya and rocks her with an uppercut! She backs up against the ropes and Tact whips her off. She rebounds and Tact catches her with a swinging neckbreaker! The impact again bounces Ahmya’s recently injured skull off of the mat, and Tact covers her.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO! Ahmya kicks out!

Mary DeSue: Blood in the water baby, the end is near!

Arthur La Forge: I wouldn’t count Ahmya out just yet.

Ahmya rolls away, looking to create some distance between her and Tact. She manages to slide out of the ring before Tact can get to her. Ahmya staggers away from the ring, clutching her head in significant pain. Tact isn’t about to let her escape, and is right after her, sliding under the bottom rope and catching up to her. Doing away with any sense of technical wrestling, Tact decks Ahmya from behind with a brutal clothesline! She crumples to the ground as Ref Kirby begins his 10-count. He screams at Ahmya to quit, slapping her on the head repeatedly as she tries to get up. Refusing to give up, Ahmya finally gets to her feet, only to be met with a nasty elbow to the back of her head! Capitalising, Tact hooks her arms and plants her on the outside with an urunage suplex - HUMBLING!

Arthur La Forge:That looked NASTY.

Mary DeSue: BOOM BABY! Get her in the ring, this thing is OVER!

With Ref Kirby at the count of 8, Tact rolls into the ring to break the count, then rolls back out and sets about retrieving Ahmya. The japanese star is lying motionless on the outside after the devastating suplex, and Tact pulls her up by the arm. He slings her in the ring, and follows up by hooking the leg.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO! Ahmya somehow gets her shoulder up!

Mary DeSue: HOW?!

Arthur La Forge: Well she got her shoulder off the mat.

Mary DeSue: Thanks Arty, I have eyes.

Tact stares at his opponent in disbelief, having thought he had the match won. Despite having kicked out, Ahmya remains face-down on the canvas, breathing heavily. Shaking his head, Tact begins berating Ahmya for kicking out, telling her that she should lay down and take the loss - just like Bert. The mention of her partner’s name seems to stir something inside Ahmya, and she lashes out with a kick! This catches Tact completely off guard, and he stumbles backwards. He tries to re-assert himself, but she catches him with a drop toe-hold! With cat-like reflexes, Ahmya slides into a front headlock. She pulls Tact forward and locks in the peruvian necktie - OYASUMINASAI

Arthur La Forge: Ahmya has POUNCED!

Mary DeSue: Nonononono this is bad, this is bad!

Arthur La Forge:: I thought you said it was all over?

Mary DeSue: That was past Mary, present Mary is very concerned by this turn of events!


Mary DeSue: NOOOOOOO!!

Arthur La Forge: Ahmya pulls off the upset!

Mr Rad: Here is your winner...AHMYA!!

Ahmya finally breaks the submission hold and raises her arms into the air. She holds her head in her hands, the emotion of the win almost too much. Ahmya gets to her feet and Ref Kirby raises her arm in the air to the jubilation of the crowd. She winces and grabs at her neck, but it’s clear it’s only minor soreness. She rolls out of the ring as medical staff check on Tact, As he comes too, he pushes them away and begins berating Ref Kirby, who simply shrugs.

Mary DeSue: I can’t believe it...he didn’t even tap…

Arthur La Forge: He’s passed out, and Ref Kirby made the decision to call the match there!

Mary DeSue: Lame.

Arthur La Forge: Regardless, Ahmya moves to 2-0 in the Extra Lives Round Robin, banking another two points!

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Monster by Skillet plays over the sound system as Lord Raab comes out through the curtain.

He’s wearing his red and black wrestling trousers with his nickname The Masked German Monster on the front of them. He has Monster Energy logos on the side of his trousers with black gloves on both of his hands and a black and red striped mask.

Mr Rad: The following match is part of the EXTRA LIVES ROUND ROBIN! Introducing first, from Cologne, Germany, weighing 260 pounds, LORD RAAAABBB!

Arthur La Forge: Raab’s round robin got off to a rocky start against Ahmya, can he bounce back tonight?

Mary DeSue: Time for some heavyweight action baby!

Raab ignores the fans as he goes up the stairs before going in-between the ropes and crouches down in the corner. He moves backwards and forwards, rubbing his hands and moving his neck around while waiting for Dionysus.

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 the imposing figure of Dionysus, holding a Thyrsus in his right hand. He roars out to the crowd, raising the Thyrsus above his head.

Mr Rad: And his opponent, from Minneapolis, Minnesota, weighing 270 pounds, DIONNNYSSSUSSS!

Arthur La Forge: Dion has been tearing it up with Chef Andre as part of Al Fresco, now he’s looking to make a name as a singles competitor.

Mary DeSue: I think he’s “bit off more than he can chew” with Lord Raab.

Dionysus sets the Thyrsus next to the ring apron and rolls inside, running to one of the turnbuckles and climbing up to rally the crowd behind him. He then hops down and limbers up, watching Raab warily.


The two meaty men begin jousting back and forth in the ring, neither willing to be intimidated by the other. Finding themselves equal in the tug of war, they lock eyes, then Dion lets out a scream and begins charging directly at Raab! Raab lets out his own, somewhat muted yell, and starts towards Dion! The two meet in the middle of the ring in a colossal impact which causes Ref Kirby to instantly back up away from these two giants. The meeting between the two is somewhat like the unstoppable force meeting the immovable object, they merely bounce off of one another. Not satisfied with a draw, Dion again charges at Raab, but this time the German Monster is ready, and downs Dion with a big boot!

Arthur La Forge: That boot is one of the most dangerous in Level Up. Dion better be careful or it might knock him out.

Mary DeSue: I’m sure that’s Raab’s plan...other than maybe decapitation!

Momentarily stunned by the collision, Dion quickly gets back up, but the small hesitation costs him. Raab follows up with a clothesline that sends him over the top rope and out to the floor. Dion whacks his head on the apron on the way over and stumbles towards the guardrail. Raab follows him out and blasts him with a European uppercut! He then bounces Dion’s head off the crowd barrier as the fans boo him loudly. He pays them no mind, and follows after Dion who has staggered away clutching his head. Raab grabs him around the waist and lifts him up, bringing him down on the outside with a devastating release German suplex! Dion’s head bounces off the outside in a gnarly collision. Raab breaks the ref’s count and looks to continue the punishment.

Arthur La Forge: If there is one thing Raab knows how to do it’s deal punishment.

Mary DeSue: Yeah, but he better watch his pace tonight. We’ve already had one tie tonight.

Raab pulls a groggy Dion up by the arm, then leverages it, pulling him into an irish whip! Dion looks destined to collide with the ring post, but at the last minute he reverses it, sending Raab flying into it! Raab smacks into the post head-first, but his mask affords him some level of protection. Raab immediately turns back to Dion, who’s catching his breath, and looks to run him over with a shoulder tackle but Dion ducks down and grabs him by the legs. He then leans back and slingshots Raab into the ring post! Raab bounces off and crumples to the ground. Dion slides back into the ring, potentially looking for a count out victory as the Ref’s count is now up to six.

Arthur La Forge: A count out! These people will riot!

Mary DeSue: MOVE YA GERMAN HOSS!!

However Raab refuses to stay down, and is right back up on the arpon, looking to climb back into the ring. Before he can slip through the ropes, Dion bounces off the opposite ropes and sends Raab flying back to the outside with a running knee strike! Raab flies off the apron and smacks his head on the crowd barricade. Dion screams for Ref Kirby to keep counting, and he does:

7…

8…

9…

Raab just slides into the ring in time! But as soon as he gets back into the ring, Dion is on him, stomping his back mercilessly. In a furious combination, Dion leaps into the air and nails Raab with a fistdrop, then a shining wizard and lastly a moonsault - ROUND OF APPLAUSE! Dion makes the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

NO! Raab pushes Dion off of him!

Arthur La Forge: Dion has got to figure out a way to stop this monster if he wants to keep his lead in the tournament!

Mary DeSue: How many freaks do we have on this roster again?!

The Lord of the Vine looks over at Raab from the corner, stunned that he could barely get a two count after that slick combo. Raab has already made it back to his feet, and Dion is in no man’s land! The German Monster charges into the corner and flattens Dion with a spear in the corner! He follows this up by driving his shoulder into Dion’s abdomen over and over, driving the air out of his lungs! Raab then nearly pulls Dion’s arm out of its socket, sending him into the opposite corner with a powerful irish whip. Dion collides with the turnbuckle chest-first and staggers backwards, right into Raab’s arms. He hoists Dion up into a German suplex, but keeps his hands locked around Dion’s waist. This time Raab puts DIon into a double-arm chickenwing, and again drops him with a German! Raab finally releases on the third German, causing Dion to do a flip and land face-first on the mat! Raab rolls him over and hooks the leg.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO! Dion kicks out!

Arthur La Forge: HOW?!! How did he kick out! These fans and I wanna know how that is even possible!

Mary DeSue: He’s on autopilot right now. The lights are on but nobody can be home for sure.

Dion manages to survive his trip to Germany (sometimes known as suplex city), getting his shoulder off the mat. Raab stares at Ref Kirby, who slowly backs away from the monster. Raab stands as Dion is still on the mat recovering, and raises his hand into the air. His fingers curl around the air as he beckons Raab to get up and face his punishment. Dion slowly makes it to his feet, and Raab slaps on the goozle. He hooks Dion’s arm and lifts him up for the CHOKEINATOR - NO! DION COUNTERS! Using his momentum, Dion manages to turn the chokeslam into a surprise roll-up pin!

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO! Raab kicks out!

Arthur La Forge: He almost got him!

Mary DeSue: Almost is only good in handgrenades…

Arthur La Forge: And horseshoes.

Mary DeSue: No. Handgrenades are the only things you get a grace period for if you toss ‘em!

Raab manages to escape the pinning predicament, but turns around straight into a rainmaker - GRAPEVINE! The mighty blow fells the giant but Dion also collapses, the adrenaline beginning to subside. Still, Raab has not moved, and Dion slowly begins to crawl over to him. Finally reaching the big man, Dion drapes his arm across his chest.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO! Raab kicks out again!!

Arthur La Forge: Both wrestlers have dealt and given a lot of punishment tonight, and time is starting to run out to.

Mary DeSue: This is insane...and we aren’t even in the main event yet!

Dion rolls onto his back, his eyes wide as he pants on the mat. For the first time he looks down and begins to clutch his right arm in pain, the impact with Raab’s mask having left a nasty bruise. He shakes his fist, trying to get some feeling back into the limb. He rises to his feet and begins to approach Raab...but then Raab sits up! Dion’s mouth drops open as the German monster begins to stand up. Before Raab can fully get up, Dion, in a rush of adrenaline, begins wailing away on him! He hits a combination of punches ending in an uppercut - HANDS OF AGGRESSION!

Arthur La Forge: RAAB JUST CAUGHT D’S HANDS!

Mary DeSue: You’ve been saving that one haven’t you Artie?

Arthur La Forge: It’s all about timing...just like this!

Raab sways, unsteady, but still on his feet! Dion can’t believe it! Despite having given almost everything, Dion reaches down deep and leaps into the air, swinging his arm with as much force as he can muster right into Raab’s face - GRAPEVINE!! At long last, Raab goes down, the impact creating a dent in his mask. Dion grimaces as he clutches his beat-up fist, but manages to get over and make the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!

Mr Rad: Here is your winner, DIONNNYSSSUSSS!!

Arthur La Forge: Dionysuss wins a hard fought battle and joins Amhya with two to zero wins in the tournament!

Mary DeSue: How much more insanity can this evening have in it? It’s just a match. I don’t get why you would keep doing this to yourself.

Arthur La Forge: Because these two, like everyone in the back, want a chance to maybe get a shot at “The Final Boss” or any of the champions in Level Up! They are the best in professional wrestling today rather the rest of the world likes it or not!

Dion holds his right arm close to his chest as Ref Kirby raises his left arm. He rolls out of the ring and grabs Thyrsus, then celebrates his second win in the Extra Lives Round Robin. Inside the ring, Raab is slowly stirring. Ref Kirby looks afraid to approach him, afraid that he’ll lash out. Dion raises his good arm in the air, still clutching his left in some pain.

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Arthur La Forge: Before this match gets going...

Mary DeSue: Ooh, let me tell them!

Arthur La Forge: Fine.

Mary DeSue: Our champion is hurt! Because she decided to overexert herself and look at what happened!

Arthur La Forge: Yeah, she had a match with someone in another company that took liberties with her. But she demanded that she wrestle tonight, so we will see her.

Mary DeSue: Well, that's kinda what she's been doing all year. Gonna come back to bite her tonight, I think.

"Carry on Wayward Son" by Kansas slowly starts to play the opening chorus at the stop. The drums start playing followed by the guitar solo. Once the guitar solo starts, Eli Goode walks out with his leather jacket and ring gear on as the lights flash on. He stands up at the top of the ramp. He looks around the arena.

The moment the heavier rock starts he starts his walk down the ramp. When he reaches the steps, he waits until the chorus starts to play to walk up the steps. He enters the ring and poses to the audience. He takes in a deep breath as he looks around the audience. He closes his eyes for a few seconds. He opens his arms up to his side and a small amount of pyro shoots out around the ring.

Mr. Rad: This match is a triple threat match for the Final Boss Championship! And THE FACTION are barred from ringside! Introducing first, from Memphis, TN, weighing in at 160 pounds...ELI GOODE!

After the pyro stops, he opens his eyes and smiles. He takes off the leather jacket as the music starts to fade away. After the music is over, he walks to his respective side of the ring to wait for the match to start.

Arthur La Forge: Eli Goode has had a rough year, but he seems to have finally found his groove and it culminate with a Final Boss Championship win tonight.

Mary DeSue: Yeah all that sticking his nose where it doesn't belong finally paid off.

Arthur La Forge: Oh, not this again. He earned this shot and you know it.

It's darkness and smoke in the arena. 'The Wizard' by Black Sabbath hits in total darkness. As the lyrics kick in green and purple lights come on. Strolling out of the smoke is a determined and angry looking Wilcox standing at the top of the ramp. Staring at the ring. Before he moves 2 behemoths stand either side of him and they begin their slow purposeful walk to the ring. Wilcox slides under the ropes and into the middle of the ring. The smaller of the 2 behemoths jumps over the ropes whilst the biggest climbs over the top rope. Wilcox now sits on his knees arms out either side of him dead centre of the ring. One of his accomplices grabs hold of the hood of his robes and pulls the robes upwards. The lights come up at the same time and Wilcox remains dead centre of the ring.

Mr. Rad: And the second challenger, he weighs in at 242 pounds...THE WIZARD...JAMES WILCOX!

Wilcox is all business tonight and seems even grumpier when both of his associates are told to leave the ring by a bevy of referees.

Arthur La Forge: James Wilcox got here by beating Joseph War, and we haven't seen him since. That's really all that needs to be said.

Mary DeSue: Yeah then Eli got in and here we are.

Arthur La Forge: Let's see what condition the champion is in...

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.

When the lights come on, the fans can see the damage. Lockheart's ribs are heavily taped. The tape is so thick the referee actually checks to see if she doesn't have some sort of brace or plate there, but seems satisfied that it's just tape. The bruises are visible on the surround edges as well

Arthur La Forge: Jeebus. I dare say that our champion is better than whoever did this to her just by surviving to fight another day.

Mary DeSue: Yeah, but she looks like she's held together by that tape!

Arthur La Forge: Yeah, she may be coming here to lose.

Lockheart hands over the Final Boss Championship and the referee calls for the bell. She's bruised up and moving very slowly, in spite of her attempts to hide it. Regardless, she moves as fast as she can as soon as the bell rings and immediately hits Wilcox with a step-up enziguri in the corner he was standing in! The Wizard drops and Lockheart gets up gingerly, only to turn around into a fireman's carry from Eli Goode! Goode Bye...no! Lockheart lands behind him and hits a dropkick that knocks Eli through the ropes to the outside. She sees Wilcox attempting to stand and immediately begins to lay into him with mid-kicks. She takes a few steps back and hobbles in for a half-speed Entropy Blade, only for sidestep it and drive his knee into her taped abdomen. All the fight immediately goes out of the champion as she collapses to the mat.

Arthur La Forge: Wow, that damage to Maggie must have been bad. And yet she's still out here fighting.

Mary DeSue: You agree that's not smart, right?

Arthur La Forge: Maybe she's trying to teach a lesson of her own.

Wilcox then boots Lockheart out of the ring while she tries to recover, but Eli Goode slides in behind and as Wilcox turns around he gets a shotgun dropkick! Wilcox ricochets into the corner and stumbles out. Goode attempts a clothesline but the Wizard ducks it and lifts Eli up and down with a double armed DDT! Lockheart, meanwhile, is climbing up the ropes onto the apron, so Wilcox simply runs over and hits her with a hard forearm that propels her backward, back and ribs-first, into the guardrail! The fans boo him for that, but cheer as Eli is back up and clotheslines Wilcox to the outside! Wilcox gets to his feet and grabs Maggie, lifting her up for more punishment, and Goode wastes no time in launching himself over the ropes onto both of them with a TOPE CON HILO!

Arthur La Forge: Eli Goode doesn't care who's injured, who he likes or who he hates! He's here to win!

Mary DeSue: Can you imagine? The guy that spent half the year with a broken arm, losing matches, ends the reign of Maggie tonight?

Arthur La Forge: It's more possible than you think! Eli has been on fire in recent weeks.

Of the two fallen competitors, perhaps it's notable that Goode selects Wilcox for more punishment. He drags him over to the announce table and slams his head into it, then tosses him into the guardrail on the opposite side of the ring. And then, just for 'Goode' measure, he tosses him into the nearby steps. He grabs him to try and get him in the ring, when suddenly Wilcox gets a thumb to the eye, perfectly legal in a triple threat, and rams his face into the top step. The Wizard then eyes Lockheart attempting to pull herself up and immediately moves around the ring, before lifting her up and dropping her ribs first onto the guardrail. He then runs back and hits a double axehandle to Eli Goode as he gets to his feet, before picking him up and rolling him into the ring.

Mary DeSue: The Wizard lookin' good tonight!

Arthur La Forge: He's making sure to keep the champion out of it and is focused on wearing down Eli. It's a sound strategy.

Mary DeSue: She might lose her title without ever really doing anything. I almost feel bad for her.

Wilcox quickly gets a cover on Goode.

ONE!

TWO! No. Eli kicks out. In retaliation, Wilcox gets to his feet and stomps the knee of Eli, hoping to soften him up for a figure-four or perhaps a sharpshooter. He continues stomping at the knee until he's satisfied then eyes the booing crowd in Los Angeles, before jumping up and hitting a standing knee drop. He gets to his feet again and is suddenly SHOCKED when Maggie Lockheart comes off the top rope with a Meterorain! It seems the fall took as much out of her as her opponent, but she manages to get up and begin hitting Wilcox repeatedly with knee strikes. She spots Eli getting up and tries for a flying leg lariat, but Goode avoids it! PELE KICK from Goode! He then runs and waits for her to get up, hitting a SLING BLADE! COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THR--NO! The Wizard breaks it up! He scoops up Goode and hits a HUGE SPINEBUSTER! COVER!

ONE!

TWO!

THR--Lockheart just manages to break it up!

Arthur La Forge: The champion is back in the thick of things, and now the action is fast and furious.

Mary DeSue: Which one?

Arthur La Forge: What?

Mary DeSue: I've always been partial to Tokyo Drift.

Arthur La Forge: Is that a reference or something?

Mary DeSue: You're hopeless.

Lockheart is clutching at her ribcage and manages to crawl into the corner, and Wilcox is already on the attack. He charges in at her but she manages to hit a dropkick to his shin, causing him to fall and smack his face on the turnbuckle! Lockheart then spies Goode getting up in the other corner and runs in to hit him with a running forearm smash in the corner! She runs back, as fast as she can, and hits Wilcox with one as well. However she's already winded and collapses to a knee, before spying Goode getting up. He starts in for another Sling Blade, but she counters with a Sector 7 Press! She begins to lay in strikes and once she's satisfied, rolls on top for a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

Th--Goode kicks out! Lockheart gets up and spots Wilcox, and tries to run over with a strike but he pulls down the top rope and lets her momentum carry her over to the outside and the floor.

Arthur La Forge: I don't know how this match would have gone without the champion's injuries, but with them, she's unable to get any momentum.

Mary DeSue: And Wilcox keeps sneaking back into the lead! I wonder how he does it!

Arthur La Forge: Alright, Wizard. Keep your secrets.

Mary DeSue: Is that a reference to something? Because i don't get it.

Arthur La Forge: You're hopeless.

Wilcox climbs up top, perhaps to a knee drop on Goode in the ring, but it doesn't matter as Eli has already climbed up the ropes like a cat! He grabs Wilcox around the head and brings him back into the ring with a hurricanrana! Wilcox rolls outside the ring and Lockheart rolls back inside and grabs Goode's head and arm as he was trying to push himself up, LOCKING IN PERFECT DARK! Goode begins clawing at her fingers, hoping to break the hold, but instead WILCOX PULLS THE REFEREE OUT OF THE RING! He slides in the ring and yanks Maggie off of Goode and HITS A SPINEBUSTER! He takes a step back and demands that Lockheart get up. She does, somehow and he HITS THE ADONIS SUPERKICK!

Mary DeSue: We're gonna have a new champion!

Arthur La Forge: Not without a referee, did he think of that?

Mary DeSue: Um...maybe?

As if on cue, Referee Kirby comes running down from the back and slides into the ring, to make the count!

ONE!

TWO!

THR--LOCKHEART KICKS OUT! The time between the move and the referee running out allowed her to recover slightly! Wilcox gets mad at Kirby, for some reason, and grabs him by the shirt to argue, but instead gets an idea. He walks outside and reaches near where he originally entered the ring...and grabs his "Wand"! The specialty sledgehammer in hand, James Wilcox enters the ring and stalks the champion. He takes a wild swing but Lockheart manages to duck and pull him down into a schoolgirl cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THr--Goode breaks it up!

Arthur La Forge: Wilcox is trying every trick he can without the Faction, but I think he forgot there was a third competitor!

Mary DeSue: Shouldn't have argued with Kirby!

Arthur La Forge: Yeah, he definitely paid for that one.

Goode grabs Lockheart and throws her outside of the ring, before turning his attention back to Wilcox. Suddenly, Drake Wilcox and ISAAC come out of the audience and begin assaulting the champion with stomps on the floor! The two large behemoths catch the eye of Referee Kirby, who immediately calls for security as The Faction are NOT supposed to be out here! It also seems to distract Eli, who leaps over the top with a cannonball onto the two men to take them out! During all this commotion, Wilcox grabs his wand. Goode rolls into the ring and the other two Faction members suddenly show no resistance when getting led to the back, because Goode walks right into a WAND SHOT TO THE HEAD FROM WILCOX! Kirby can't DQ him, but he doesn't seem pleased as Wilcox drops down for the pinfall!

ONE!

TWO!

THRE--GOODE BARELY SLIPS A SHOULDER UP!

Arthur La Forge: HOW?

Mary DeSue: I'm sayin!

Arthur La Forge: Goode took that sledgehammer shot full on to the face and somehow, just barely, managed to avoid the pinfall! Wilcox doesn't seem bothered, since he's firmly in control and takes a step back to hopefully hit the finish on Eli. Meanwhile, Lockheart is literally crawling back to the ring after getting assaulted with a 2-on-1 attack, so Wilcox simply slides out, grabs her by the head and helps her back into the ring. He then grabs her and attempts a spinebuster, but she pulls The Wizard down into PERFECT DARK!

Arthur La Forge: Speaking of how!

Mary DeSue: She went through all this and is gonna get the TAPOUT?

Arthur La Forge: Wilcox is trying to get out and Eli is still dazed!

Wilcox reaches out for the ropes, even though there are no rope breaks in a triple threat, and tries to pull himself free. And suddenly Eli Goode hits a forearm to break it up! He grabs the champion and attempts Goode Bye again, but she reverses INTO PERFECT DARK! But she hasn't even had the hold on for ten seconds when Wilcox grabs her by the hair and yanks her off of Goode, then throws her HARD out of the ring. He then goes outside with her and HITS THE ADONIS SUPERKICK! Wilcox slides back inside and eyes Eli Goode. He attempts the Adonis Superkick and ELI DUCKS OUT OF THE WAY! He hoists the Wizard up...GOODE BYE! THAT'S IT!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE--NO! THIS TIME WILCOX KICKS OUT!

Arthur La Forge: Gotta give credit to James Wilcox there. That move put him away before and he was able to stay in it!

Mary DeSue: Well duh, the title's on the line!

Arthur La Forge: Final Boss title matches don't come along every day, so these matches tend to bring out the best in people fighting for them.

Mary DeSue: Unless their ribs are broken into splinters like Maggie.

Goode stares at Wilcox in disbelief and confirms with Kirby that it was two. Wilcox pushes up to his feet and so Goode suddenly gets an idea in his head. He climbs up top and it looks like he's going to try a top rope version of GOODE LORD! HE JUMPS UP AND DOWN AND HITS THE DOUBLE FOOT STOMP TO THE BACK OF WILCOX'S HEAD! The Wizard collapses into the mat and Eli covers!

ONE!

TWO!

THR---MAGGIE JUMPS IN AND BREAKS IT UP! The champion shoves Goode outside using the final gasp of her energy and SHE covers Wilcox!

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!!

Mr. Rad: HERE is your winner and STILLLLL THE FINAL BOSS CHAMPION....MAGDALENA LOCKHEART!

Arthur La Forge: I don't believe it!

Mary DeSue: HOW did she do that? Wilcox flattened her!

Arthur La Forge: She had just enough left to shove Eli off the cover, and I guess just hoped the move he did was enough to get the three!

Mary DeSue: Well of course it was! He drove both of his feet through the Wizard's head!

Goode is up on the outside, bewildered at what happened. He was so close to winning the Final Boss Championship and it was snatched away from him...by his own move. He shakes his head in disbelief as Lockheart has rolled off of the Wizard. Referee Kirby hands her the Final Boss Championship, but she's in no state to get up. So the referee forms an X and medics come out with a stretcher.

Arthur La Forge: Oh dear, it seems Maggie might be hurt.

Mary DeSue: Duh, she entered the match hurt.

Arthur La Forge: Yeah but she can't even get up now.

The EMTs all come out and place the champion on a backboard and slide her out of the ring onto the stretcher. Goode watches carefully and walks over to them just as they're about to strap her in. She isn't offering much of a protest and then weakly tries to raise up to fight when she sees Goode staring her down.

Mary DeSue: What's gonna happen here?

Arthur La Forge: Goode is mad but...he wouldn't, would he?

Goode offers a hand as a show of respect and Lockheart accepts it, and then Eli Goode, living up to his last name, refuses to let the champion ride out on a stretcher. Instead, he lets her support herself on him and helps her walk on her own two legs to the back.

---


"Partytime" by 45 Grave blares forth, the fans come unglued seconds before Bert McAlroy steps out onto the stage, Taking a moment to stare out over the audience. He raises a fist in the air before taking off in a full sprint toward the ring, sliding in and instantly leaping upon the ropes to hype the crowd up.

Mr. Rad: Ladies and gentlemen, this is your MAIN EVENT and it is a triple threat match for the TRIFORCE CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first, from Carmel by the Sea, California, weighing in at 144 pounds, he is the NEW Courage Champion...BERT MCALROY!

He turns his gaze toward the ring, eyes narrowing before hopping off the ropes and discarding his hoodie. He checks his wrist tape as he awaits the bell.

Arthur La Forge: This is it. This is what the entire year has been building towards for these three champions. And Bert McAlroy is hoping to finally win the big one.

Mary DeSue: I will not be unbiased in this, I'm telling you right now.

Arthur La Forge: When are you ever?

The sound of horns blowing can be heard for a few moments, signaling a request for silence. After a moment the voice of Sidroy's servitor Barnabus Cartwright can be heard booming through the microphone in a thick British accent.

Barnabus Cartwright: "Please rise and remain silent as we welcome true, unbridled greatness in the form of man. Hailing from Knightsbridge, London England and now residing in Aberdeen Scotland, weighing in at 215 pounds, he is the pinnacle of Professional Wrestling, the undisputed king of the United Kingdom, the Golden God of the Granite City, the Absolute of Aberdeen, the youth of today and the face of tomorrow... and quite simply yet literally the greatest man to ever walk this earth... I am both honored and humbled to present to you, fourth of his name but first of his kind, the Level Up Wrestling WISDOM Champion, "Ever Fortunate" Sidroy Covington the Fourth!

The horns blow once more and fade into the horns of 'You Wish' by Skepta. Two spotlights circle the entrance area, and 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. 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 passing his towel to his Barnabus.

Mary DeSue: I'm glad those two resolved their differences.

Arthur La Forge: Sidroy is the second-longest reigning champion in the company right now and he could fulfill his destiny with just one more win.

Mary DeSue: GO SIDDY!

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: Finally, from the Citadel by way of London, England, weighing in at 237 pounds, he is the 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.

Arthur La Forge: Duncan's made clear since day one what his mission is.

Mary DeSue: And nobody's pinned him!

Arthur La Forge: Or made him submit. And he's faced similar odds to these before. I think it's no surprise that the oddsmakers have him as the favorite here.

Bert immediately DIVES at Duncan and begins attacking like a pitbull with a variety of punches and kicks, surprising the Power Champion with his tenacity. Shepard covers up and Bert manages to wear him down low enough to begin stomping away. He turns around and sees Sidroy, who runs and goes for a European uppercut, but McAlroy ducks underneath, bounces off the ropes and charges back but Covington is a hair quicker with a jumping knee strike that catches McAlroy flush on the chin. Bert rolls out of the ring and Duncan gets back and stares down the Wisdom Champion.

Arthur La Forge: These two champions met before and Shepard won, and it looks like we're about to see a rematch.

Mary DeSue: Let's go Sid! Show 'em your division is the best division!

Shepard gets a toe kick to the gut of Covington and then a forearm to back him into the corner. He hits another back elbow to weaken Covington, then another. He runs to the other side of the ring, stops himself then comes charging in at Sidroy, who suddenly LEAPS UP WITH THE COVINGTON CAVE-IN! He gets up and McAlroy is back in, peppering him with rights and lefts. Sidroy retaliates with a European uppercut. He attempts another but Bert counters with a backslide!

ONE!

TWO!

Sidroy kicks out! Sid gets to his feet and snaps off an enziguri that that causes McAlroy to do a flip!

Arthur La Forge: Sidroy is known for turning it on in these PPV matches and tonight is no exception!

Mary DeSue: Yes. He's definitely...turning it on.

Arthur La Forge: Gross.

Bert rolls away again and Sidroy runs at Duncan in the corner, connecting with another European uppercut. He then gets Shepard up topand starts to climb as well, only for McAlroy to run BACK in and hit a forearm to Covington's spine! The blow knocks the Wisdom Champion over the top rope and to the floor. McAlroy takes his spot in the corner, climbing up to attack Duncan, and hitting a gamagiri to the side of the head! He climbs back up and hooks him up...and brings him back into the ring with a SUPERPLEX! He makes the cover!

ONE!

TWO!...McAlroy gets off and runs to knock Sidroy back off the apron! He turns around and dives back on top of Shepard!

ONE!

TWO!

NO! Shepard kicks out!

Arthur La Forge: I find it difficult to believe that Shepard would have stayed down after the superplex, but those extra seconds probably didn't hurt.

Mary DeSue: Dumbass Bert screws up again!

Arthur La Forge: It was actually smart, his timing was just off.

The fans in the crowd wearing Bert hoodies start chanting his name, while the Shepard fans begin dueling with their own chant. McAlroy stomps at the Power Champion, before getting an idea. He waits for Shepard to get up to his feet and then hits a kick to the chest, yelling out 'BITCH'. He does it again, and yells out 'BITCH'. The fans get the message and they began to yell the obscenity with every kick! Sidroy comes into the ring to stop the madness and Bert hits a short dropkick, before KICKING HIM in the chest as well!

Mary DeSue: This is the dumbest thing I've ever seen.

Arthur La Forge:Thank goodness we're not on TWITCH tonight.

Kick to Duncan!

"BITCH"

Kick to Sidroy!

"BITCH"

Duncan!

"BITCH"

Sidroy!

"BITCH"

He then steps back and winds up for a headkick on Covington and he connects! He turns around and tries a headkick on Shepard, who ducks it! He gets up and grabs the wrist of Bert before spinning out with a short-arm clothesline! Then as McAlroy gets up, Shepard adds in a KROGAN HANDSHAKE! McAlroy tries to fall but Shepard won't let him, hooking him up for what looks like the Reaper's Bane, but Sidroy is back up. Shepard releases Bert and hits Sidroy with a clothesline. He turns around and Bert catches him with a dropkick! Sidroy has pulled himself up in the corner and McAlroy runs in and hits him with a corner splash! He backs up into the recovered Shepard, who hits a BACK SUPLEX! Shepard charges forward and hits two back elbows on Sidroy, then POWER SLAMS HIM ON TOP OF BERT! Shepard covers McAlroy!

ONE!

TWO!

THR--NO!!! McAlroy somehow kicks out!

Mary DeSue: He just slammed one man on top of another man!

Arthur La Forge: Duncan Shepard finally got his chance to hit some big moves and now his opponents are paying for it!

Mary DeSue: You'd think they know not to give him an opening!

Covington has rolled out of the ring. Shepard picks up McAlroy and hits a bodyslam, before eyeing the top rope. He looks like he wants a diving elbow drop, but McAlroy rolls far away to avoid it. Instead, he dives out onto Covington with a double axe handle from the top! McAlroy runs and tries to DIVE OUT with a suicide dive, but DUNCAN JUMPS UP AND DROPKICKS HIM ON THE WAY OUT! Shepard picks McAlroy up and throws him back inside. He moves him to the corner and places him up top, hitting a forearm to make sure he stays there. Bert tries to fight back with right hands and takes another forearm for his troubles. Shepard climbs up with him and hooks him, looking to return the Superplex favor. Suddenly, SIDROY RUSHES UP and clubs him from behind, AND POWERBOMBS DUNCAN WHO SUPERPLEXES MCALROY! IT'S A TOWER OF DOOM!

Mary DeSue: HOLY SHIT!

Arthur La Forge: Where did Sidroy get THAT kind of strength?

Mary DeSue: He's a BIG STRONG BOI! We should give HIM the Power title!

All three men are down in the ring, as just executing the huge display of strength sapped the energy from Covington. They all three slow begin to get up and exchange blows. Sidroy with a European uppercut on Shepard. Shepard with a toe kick to McAlroy. McAlroy with a forearm to Sidroy. The three-way fist fight continues until McAlroy side steps a boot attempt from Shepard, then hops up onto his back and flips backward with a POISON RANA! He then runs at Sidroy against the ropes and hits a diving forearm, before pulling him forward and jumping up to hit a standard huricanrana, but he hooks the legs!

ONE!

TWO!!

THR...NO! COVINGTON KICKS OUT! McAlroy can't believe it!

Arthur La Forge: These men are giving it ALL just to be the one who faces Magdalena Lockheart at our final show of the year!

Mary DeSue: And being the first Triforce Champion can't hurt. There can only be one first.

Arthur La Forge: That's true. And don't forget, the other two technically lose their titles after this. They traded them in for a shot at greatness.

McAlroy hooks the head of Sidroy and tries to pull him up. He sees Shepard getting back on the apron and runs and knocks him down. When he turns back around, Sidroy hits him with another uppercut, but he's wobbly. He runs forward and Bert lowbridges him so he spills through the ropes. Bert runs and tries to dive out onto both men, but at the last second Duncan and Sidroy move out of the way, refusing to catch him! McAlroy hits the ground with a splat and skids up the ramp some!

Mary DeSue: BWAHAHAHAHA That was great!

Arthur La Forge: McAlroy may have just taken himself out of the matchup!

Mary DeSue: GOOD! You wouldn't have seen Queenie doing stupid stuff like that!

Sidroy and Duncan begin eyeing each other up on the outside and they both get the idea to roll inside the ring and settle things. They run at each other and hook up and things become a hockey right with both men trading piston-like right hands back and forth. It's unclear who's going to get the advantage when suddenly SIDROY COVINGTON GETS THE KROGAN HANDSHAKE! The prodigy hits the move on Shepard as well as Shepard hits it on others! Shepard staggers backward and falls against the ropes, before snapping off and landing on the mat. Sidroy climbs up top and it looks like he's going to try Air Aberdeen, but Duncan runs up and grabs him before he can even turn around...AND HITS A REAPER'S BANE OFF THE TOP ROPE TO THE MAT!!!!

COVER!

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE

NO!!!!!

BERT MCALROY DIVES IN AT THE LAST SECOND!

Arthur La Forge: I think we need to see replay of that! That was just a fraction of a second that Bert managed to stop the pinfall there!

Mary DeSue: COME ON! I mean I'm glad Siddy's still in this but WHAT THE HELL?

McAlroy is bleeding from the lip and it looks like there are scrapes on his face. The three men lay in a pile, exhausted. McAlroy gets to his feet and goes to the apron, eyeing Duncan. He jumps up to the ropes and springboards in with the GIVE HER THE BER...NO! Shepard sidesteps and locks on the NEURAL SHOCK! McAlroy is flailing and the larger Duncan is holding on for all he's worth. Suddenly SIDROY LEAPS UP AND HITS SHEPARD WITH THE COVINGTON CAVE-IN, WHO DROPS DOWN WITH MCALROY TO HIT OVERLOAD! ALL THREE ARE DOWN AGAIN! The Level Up faithful actually begin a 'Fight Forever' chant, and it seems that they might!

Arthur La Forge: What an exchange! I don't know how Bert or Sidroy are still standing, and at this point Shepard has taken a lot of abuse too!

Mary DeSue: This is giving me heart palpitations!

Sidroy gets up on wobbly legs and stumbles into the ropes. He climbs up top and looks backward, crossing his chest before JUMPING OFF WITH AIR ABERDEEN...AND DUNCAN MOVES OUT OF THE WAY! Covington crashes and burns! Shepard hooks him up and prepares to hit a standard Reaper's Bane, only for BERT TO HIT BONG WATER! The kick connects flush with the chin of the Power Champion! He grabs the dazed Covington and attempts the McAldestroyer 2.0, but Sidroy fights even after he's rotated and shoves Bert forward, INTO A BIOTIC CHARGE FROM SHEPARD...NO BERT JUMPS OVER AND SHEPARD HITS SIDROY WITH THE SPEAR! Bert tells Shepard that "YOU ASKED FOR THIS" and hits a spinning backfirst, then the lungblower! He gets up and catches a kick to the gut from Covington! Sidroy lifts him up for the Collapse and McAlroy slips out, lands behind him and stumbles into the ropes. He goes for BONG WATER but Sidroy MOVES and Bert hits Shepard! Shepard falls through the ropes! SIDROY ROLLS UP MCALROY!!!

ONE!

TWO!!

THREEE---NO!!! BERT KICKS OUT, ROLLS ONTO HIS FEET AND HITS COVINGTON WITH BONG WATER!!!

ONE!

TWO!!

SHEPARD TRIES TO CLIMB BACK IN..

BUT IT'S TOO LATE! THREEEEE!!!!!

Arthur La Forge: I don't believe it!

Mary DeSue: NO!!!!!

Mr. Rad: HERE IS YOUR WINNER...AND THE FIRST EVER TRIFORCE CHAMPION....BERT MCALROY!!!!

Mary DeSue: Oh my god, NO!!!

The referee gets down and presents Bert McAlroy with the shiny Triforce Championship belt, which guarantees him a title match against Final Boss Champion Magdalena Lockheart at Final Fantasy.

Arthur La Forge: Bert McAlroy started this year as a rookie. He worked the first match in Level Up history against a WaLuigi. He tried against Lockheart before and failed. But now he is one step away from the biggest match of his career. And that's tough to say since he just WON the biggest match of his career!

Ahmya has entered the ring and hugs McAlroy, who is still in shock and gripping his newly won title. Outside the ring we see the video wall light up and suddenly Mr. Rad shows up.

Mr Rad: Hey, congrats to the crazy kid Bert McAlroy! But don't worry, other champions, you don't go home empty-handed! As a result of your performance here tonight and representing your divisions with pride, The Developer has elected to tell me that you are STILL champions! That's right! Duncan Shepard is STILL the Power Champion and Sidroy Covington is STILL the Wisdom Champion! They will DEFEND those titles against the Round Robin winners at Final Fantasy!

Duncan Shepard and Sidroy Covington, who are both in the outside the ring trying to recover and deal with the physical and emotional toll the match has taken on them, don't seem completely thrilled by the news. While it's sure to be welcome that they didn't lose everything, for now it remains bittersweet.

Arthur La Forge: A silver lining for the other two men in this matchup, who I'm sure will bounce back just as they always have.

Mary DeSue: I still think I'm going to puke. The biggest show of the year is main evented by...BERT MCALROY!

Bert answers her question by getting up and holding the Triforce Championship in the air, yelling, "YES BITCH!" as the show goes off.

CREDITS

Credits

Opening Video: Joe
Show Intro: Jay
Diamond Steele vs. Thomas McCallister vs. Buster Gloves vs. Victoria Salinas: Jay
Post Match Shenanigans: Tirri
HIS MONSTER vs. Joey Crash: Brandon
Cara Strader vs. 'Queen Machine' Jenny: Bert
Don Tirri vs. EA Blizzard: Tact
Ciela Luiz vs. Dominique Moriarty: Brandon
Larry Tact vs. Ahmya: Dubs
Dionysus vs. Lord Raab: Dubs
Eli Goode vs. Magdalena Lockheart vs. James Wilcox: Joe
Sidroy Covington IV vs. Bert McAlroy vs. Duncan Shepard: Joe
Judges: Joe, Jay & Duane