Day of Reckoning 2018

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Vinegar: Welcome to the Day of Reckoning!

Covert Jay: Huttah!

Lieberjosch: We've got a stacked card, seven big matches, four championships on the line, two in one match!

Vinegar: Not to mention our first Outlast team captain and new number one contenders to be determined, it is going to be a busy night.

Covert Jay: Well then let's get right to it!

Vinegar: I can honestly say that I’m not looking forward to this match.

Lieberjosch: Why? It’s going to be violently contested, if not outright insane!

Vinegar: That’s why! Angelica and Le Bord have absolutely no use for each other. While I find the entire “Lacklanland” thing to be a little weird and confusing, for both ladies in this match, the ability to sit in the ‘throne’ is everything! It’s one of the more bizarre saga’s we’ve seen in UGWC history, and that’s saying something!

Lieberjosch: It’s going to be a bloodbath.

Vinegar: I doubt that tonight will settle anything between these two. We know for a fact that Le Bord, Aveline Lackland, has had a rough stretch lately. On top of that, she’s a former Chaos Champion who sees being the Chaos Champion as the penultimate expression of her glorification of whatever “God” she believes in.

Lieberjosch: Add to that the fact that she hasn’t had a win in about three months, and the “Red Queen” is chomping at the bit to make an example of Angelica so that she can go on to try and reclaim the Chaos Championship from either Travis Pierce or Roxy Cotton, depending on the outcome of tonight’s Chaos Championship.

Covert Jay: She’s hot.

Lieberjosch: What are you babbling about?

Covert Jay: Roxy Cotton is hot. Then again, so are Le Bord and Angelica.

Lieberjosch: Thank you for that insightful commentary.

Covert Jay: You bet!

Lieberjosch: Can you go walk out in front of a bus for us?

Covert Jay: That would hurt!

Lieberjosch: You, yes. I’d find it to be rather charming.

Vinegar: Both of you stop. As we were saying, this match is extremely personal for Le Bord de Dieu. I would argue that it’s just as personal for Angelica, who recently found out that she is indeed a Lacklan, and related to the very “Red Queen” that she despises so much.

Lieberjosch: She should be happy that she’s a Lacklan and just accept her role as an inferior to the “Red Queen”.

Vinegar: Why is that? She has no obligation to give Aveline Lacklan her way.

Lieberjosch: That’s “The Red Queen” to you.

Vinegar: Not in this lifetime.

Lieberjosch: I don’t see Vaughn surviving this, let alone winning this. The “Red Queen” is on a mission and nothing is going to stop her.

Vinegar: Are you her agent, or just her personal hype machine?

Lieberjosch: Neither. I’ve seen what she can do and she terrifies me. I wouldn’t want to be anyone in her way. Do you remember what she did to Kem a few months ago when she leapt off of the turnbuckle and threw both of them through a table?

Vinegar: I remember. It was shocking.

Lieberjosch: “Shocking”? It was horrifying! What’s Angelica, or anyone else supposed to do against someone who has nearly suicidal resolve?

Vinegar: Use it to their advantage, and that’s exactly what Angie has to do. She has to use LeBord’s nearly suicidal desperation to win against her. If she can do that, she’ll win tonight.

Lieberjosch: Maybe, but at what cost? What good is a victory if you can’t move for months afterward?

Vinegar: That’s a fair point, Hans and Angie may have to deal with that kind of lingering pain.

Covert Jay: She could always do what I do when I’m sore.

Lieberjosch: Children’s Tylenol and your blanket?

Covert Jay: How did you know? Are you spying on me?

Lieberjosch: Sometimes your stupidity profoundly horrifies me.

Vinegar: You know that you set yourself up for that, right Jay?

Covert Jay: Hans doesn’t really know the answer, he forgot to mention my Ninja Teddy.

Lieberjosch: Sometimes you make me want to cry.

Cover Jay: You can use my “Ninja Happy Towel” if you need it.

Lieberjosch: I...that...you...I….

Vinegar: I think you broke him.

Covert Jay: I was just trying to be nice.

Vinegar: I know, Jay. I know.

Lieberjosch: I think I’m going to be sick.

Vinegar: That seems like a good time to go to Mitchell Dennis for the introductions.

Lieberjosch: I agree.

Vinegar: A bit of foreshadowing?

Lieberjosch: I don’t know what you mean.

Vinegar: Right…

Mitchell Dennis: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is for ONE FALL and the WINNER will become the NEW NUMBER ONE CONTENDER for the CHAOS CHAMPIONSHIP...introducing first...



Angelica walks out from backstage to a massive cheer from the sold out Xcel Energy Center. She throws up her arms and shows the fans the she loves them as much as they love her. She walks down the ramp, slapping hands and giving hugs to children at rampside as the fans shower her with adoration. She finally gets to the bottom of the ramp, turns and walks to and up the ring steps, then enters the ring. She walks to center ring and raises her arms to another thunderous cheer.

Mitchell Dennis: She stands at five feet, ten inches tall and weighs in at… I’m not allowed to say. She hails from San Antonio, Texas. I give you, ANGELICA VAUUUUUUUGHN!!!!

Vinegar: Angie looks ready to go.

Lieberjosch: She may change her mind when “The Red Queen” makes her impressive entrance.

Vinegar: You continually underestimate her. Le Bord had better not do the same thing.

Lieberjosch: I’m not underestimating her. Just remember what I said about Le Bord. Angie is going to have to find a part of herself she probably doesn’t think that she has if she’s going to win tonight, or Le Bord is going to destroy her.

Vinegar: Let’s see if Le Bord can hold up your PR campaign.

Mitchell Dennis: And the second contestant…

Richard Vaughn, dressed in a pompous attire of puffy reds and blacks, and wearing a foppy hat, walks out onto the entrance ramp and cries out for all to hear:

“ALL RISE FOR THE QUEEN OF RED'S PROCESSIONAL! ALL HAIL THE QUEEN!”

As the audience is encouraged to stand, a fanfare of trumpets begins “The March of the Queen of Red.” Two lines of men wearing black uniforms with silver pins march down the aisle until the path is filled, then turn to face one another and salute with fists punched to chests. Four large men, with arms bare to show oiled muscles, carry a chair covered in silk. The Queen of Red sits on the chair wearing a robe of red with silver slashes up and down the lengths of her arms. Le Bord de Dieu wears a white mask on her face and her hair is pulled back in an elaborate braid. They are followed by a four-member team of colorguard, two carrying large poles with the flag of Lacklanland, the Purple Fist on a field of black, one with a snare drum slung over a shoulder keeping time, a third carrying The Knocker, the famed maul of the nation’s founder.

Their procession is painfully slow, forcing every set of eyes to follow them, and each set of soldiers bows low as the Queen of Red’s chair passes by. Once at ringside, she is lifted out of her chair by her strong chairmen and helped into the ring, and is followed the rest of her retinue. Once everyone is in side, Richard Vaughn cries out again:

“THE QUEEN OF RED REQUESTS THAT ALL RISE FOR THE PLAYING OF THE LACKLANLAND NATION ANTHEM!”

The soldiers all slam fists to chests as the color guard raise the colors of Lacklanand. Le Bord de Dieu stands proudly, her head turned up just above the view of the horizon, as a very distinct instrumental begins to play on the P.A. and a youthful voice with a Londoner accent sings:

O Lacklanland!
Our home and annexed land!
True subjection the Queen of Red command
With glowing fires we see you rise
The true Champion of Chaos!
From far and wide
O Lacklanland, we raise our fists for thee
God keep our Queen, beautiful and free
O Lacklanland, we raise our fists for thee!
O Lacklanland, we raise our fists for thee!

The guards then take an insanely long amount of time removing the elaborate robe from Le Bord de Dieu as the soldiers and honor guard make their exit.

Mitchell Dennis: The second contestant in this match stands at five feet, five inches tall and weighs in at one hundred and fifteen pounds. She is the Red Queen of the Soverign Nation of Lacklanland and the true UGWC Chaos Champion... she is LE BORD DE DIEUUUUUUUU!!!!

Vinegar: Le Bord receives a thunderous… Hans, why are you standing?!

Lieberjosch: It’s respectful to stand and salute when in the company of royalty.

Vinegar: You can stop genuflecting now.

Lieberjosch: You’re so uncouth.

Covert Jay: Un...what?

Lieberjosch: “Uncouth”. I’d explain what it means, but you wouldn’t learn anything.

Vinegar: Gentlemen, if we could focus? Hazel has finished her pre match duties and we’re ready to go.

Lieberjosch: Poor Hazel. She’ll be lucky if she’s not caught up in this nightmare.

Vinegar: There’s the bell! Le Bord charges at Angelica, screaming like a banshee. She throws herself at Angelica, who stops her in her tracks.

Lieberjosch: A boot to the face will do that.

Covert Jay: I usually have to pay fifty bucks for that.

Lieberjosch: What? Why would you pay someone to kick you in the face? What the hell is wrong with you?

Vinegar: Moving on. Angie starts to lay stomps into the former Chaos Champion, using the top rope to keep herself steady and add extra thump to them. Normally Hazel would start the ten count, but tonight she’s just a spectator until it’s time to count the pin.

Lieberjosch: All too true. A long as she can stay out of the line of fire, this could be the easiest paycheck she ever earns.

Vinegar: That’s a substantial “if”.

Lieberjosch: That’s so very true, Nicholas.

Vinegar: Angie runs across the ring and springs off of the ropes...she dashes back towards Le Bord and slams into her with a basement dropkick that sends Le Bord from the ring. Angie immediately grabs the top rope and watches Le Bord as she recovers on the floor.

Lieberjosch: I’ll give Angelica credit, she’s hit the ground running. It’s the right strategy.

Vinegar: Le Bord gets to her feet and turns… Angelica pulls back and slings herself over the top rope and knocks Le Bord back to the floor with a flying forearm.

Lieberjosch: Angelica’s aggressive offense appears to have caught Le Bord off guard.

Covert Jay: Angie can kick me if she wants to.

Lieberjosch: Seriously, Jay. You have some major issues.

Vinegar: Angie pulls Le Bord up, spins around…

Fans: OHHHH!!!!

Vinegar: Did you hear that crash?

Lieberjosch: The upper deck heard that crash.

Vinegar: Le Bord hit the stairs so hard that they moved.

Lieberjosch: Someone should check on the “Red Queen”! She might be hurt!

Vinegar: Are you serious? If it was Le Bord doing this to Angie, you’d be cheering it louder than anyone!

Lieberjosch: Of course I would, she’s the uncrowned Chaos Champion!
Vinegar: She’s not the Chaos Champion until she wins it again!

Lieberjosch: She will!

Vinegar: Angie pulls Le Bord up off of the floor and drops her face first into the lower half of the stairs. Le Bord bounces off of them with a metallic “thud” and she flips over onto the floor. Angie lets out a yell and receives a deafening cheer in return.

Covert Jay: I’m surprised by this. Angie was always so nice.

Lieberjosch: She’s a competitor and while I think that Le Bord is going to beat her, she’s making a good showing so far.

Vinegar: Angelica follows up and pulls the clearly stunned Bord Dieu off of the floor. She spins and rolls her back into the ring and slides in after her. She leaps up onto the turnbuckle and immediately takes to the sky…

Covert Jay: Elbow drop!

Vinegar: She got all of that elbow and Le Bord let out a howl of pain. Angelica backs up and points at Le Bord. The fans respond with a loud cheer of encouragement and Angela breaks into a run.

Lieberjosch: She’s going for #Vaughenmous!

Vinegar: She breaks into a run!

Fans: BOOOO!!!!

Lieberjosch: Le Bord rolls from the ring! Brilliant! That’s the sign of a ring general!

Vinegar: It might have saved her from a quite frankly surprisingly fast loss.

Covert Jay: Pay attention to Angie!

Lieberjosch: She has Le Bord in her crosshairs.

Vinegar: Angie breaks into a run and darts across the ring...she leaps over the top rope…

Fans: OHHHHH!!!!!

Lieberjosch: Jesus Christ!

Covert Jay: Holy crap!

Vinegar: Goddamn! Did you hear the impact of that chair shot?!

Lieberjosch: Did you see the chair?

Covert Jay: It looks like someone squashed it between two cars!

Vinegar: Angie has to be out cold! All Le Bord has to do to win is roll her back in and pin her!

Lieberjosch: It looks to me like she wants to punish her more.

Vinegar: Punish what? Angie is unconscious!

Lieberjosch: She wants to cripple her!

Vinegar: She has to stop staring at that mangled chair first…

Lieberjosch: She’s admiring her handiwork. Don’t hate!

Vinegar: Le Bord holds the chair up and laughs evilly as Angelica begins to stir...somehow.

Covert Jay: Oh my god…

Vinegar: Look at Angie’s head and face…

Lieberjosch: I can’t see it through the river of blood that’s covering it.

Covert Jay: It’s a good thing this isn’t a “First Blood” match.

Lieberjosch: Right about now I bet Angelica wishes that it was.

Vinegar: Le Bord lifts the chair high overhead and lets loose with another maniacal cackle, then brings it down and cracks it across Angelica’s back. Angelica arches in pain, but never gets a chance to recover as Le Bord brings the chair down across her back again….and again...and again!

Lieberjosch: She’s wearing that chair out on Angelica’s back!

Vinegar: Le Bord continues to slam the chair down across Angelica’s back, until Angelica is writhing in agony in front of her.

Lieberjosch: This is the “Red Queen” I was expecting. Vicious, merciless and driven to destroy!
Vinegar: There you go, cheerleading again.

Covert Jay: Poor Angelica.

Vinegar: Angelica rolls over onto her knees and looks up at Le Bord, who responds with a feral snarl!

Fans: OHHHHHH!!!!

Vinegar: My god…

Lieberjosch: I think the headrest of the chair just flew off into the crowd!

Vinegar: She hit Angie so hard that she’s just sitting there on her knees staring up empty eyed at Le Bord.

Lieberjosch: I’m both amazed and dumbfounded that Angie isn’t flat on her back right now.

Vinegar: Le Bord backs up a few steps and drops into a crouch. She points at the sky, then breaks into a run…

Covert Jay: What a kick!

Lieberjosch: Angie is down now!

Vinegar: Le Bord runs from the fallen Angelica and roots around under the ring.

Lieberjosch: This won’t be good for Angelica.

Vinegar: Le Bord has Angelica where she wants her. If she really wants to win, she should just pin her inside the ring.

Lieberjosch: No. She wants to punish Angelica’s insolence first.

Vinegar: Insolence? She doesn’t owe her obedience!

Lieberjosch: She owes her loyalty.

Vinegar: You’re delusional.

Lieberjosch: You just don’t understand.

Vinegar: Le Bord comes back out from under the ring and she appears to have a steel pipe in her hand. She turns around and looks for Angelica, who has disappeared. She screams madly and stalks around the ring. She looks furious that Angelica is nowhere to be seen.

Lieberjosch: Where did she go?

Vinegar: Le Bord walks around the corner of the ring and smiles as she spots Angelica, who’s leaned up against the far post trying to clear her head. She lets loose with yet another maniacal cackle and points the steel pipe at her.

Lieberjosch: If she connects with this, Angelica’s…

Covert Jay: Dead.

Lieberjosch: That’s not the word I was thinking.

Vinegar: Le Bord breaks into a run with the pipe raised over head. As she gets near the post, she extends her arm in anticipation of striking her target in the head.

Lieberjosch: This is going to be ugly.

Covert Jay: This is going to be messy.

Vinegar: Le Bord starts to bring the pipe down!

Covert Jay: I don’t want to see this!

Vinegar: Angelica ducks at the last second and Le Bord slams the pipe into the ring post!

Covert Jay: That’s a funny look on her face!

Lieberjosch: Says the fake Ninja in the silly Halloween mask.

Vinegar: Angelica grabs Le Bord by her head and pulls her face first into the ring post. Le Bord smashes face first into the pole and spins down to the floor. Angelica staggers back and slumps against the wall. Le Bord shakes her head to clear it and slowly gets to her feet. She smiles darkly at Angelica and dashes at her. She leaps at Angelica.

Lieberjosch: That was unexpected.

Vinegar: Angie bent over and let Le Bord’s momentum carry her over her, then stood up and dropped Le Bord over the wall and into the front row. Angelica staggers forward and shakes the fog out of her head, then turns and looks behind her to see where Le Bord is. She spots the now disarmed former Chaos Champion, grabs her by the head and slams her face first into the railing. Le Bord’s head bounces off and Angie grabs it and slams it down into the railing again. Le Bord rebounds backwards and staggers back into the crowd. Angie hops the railing and comes after her.

Lieberjosch: She has to stay on Le Bord while she has her staggered.

Vinegar: Angelica gets to Le Bord and raises her arms with her fists together…

Fans: Boooooo!!!!

Vinegar: Oh come on!!

Lieberjosch: Genius!

Covert Jay: That was mean!

Vinegar: She just poked Angelica in the eye! That was dirty, not genius!

Lieberjosch: All’s fair in Chaos matches, Nicky!

Vinegar: Angela staggers back towards the wall as she tries to clear her vision from the thumb that she just took. Le Bord stalks her with a gleeful and malicious grin on her face. Angelica hits the railing and Le Bord breaks into a run…

Covert Jay: Clothesline over the railing!

Lieberjosch: Angelica is down!

Vinegar: Le Bord hops up onto the wall and perches on it like an angry bird of prey. She waits as Angelica staggers to her feet. She lets loose a thunderous cackle of glee then leaps from the wall…

Covert Jay: Clothesline!

Lieberjosch: Angelica just took a nasty bump into the ringpost. The back of her head may have bounced off of it.

Vinegar: I think you’re right. Angelica staggers forward and Le Bord grabs her by the hair and drags her to the nearby Austrian announce table.

Covert Jay: We have an Austrian announce table? Why not just go with a German announce table? Are we racist against Germans?
Lieberjosch: You do realise that Austrians and Germans are very similar culturally? They even speak the same language.

Vinegar: Le Bord rolls Angelica onto the Austrian Announce table and screeches at Helmut and Freidrich to get the hell out of the way. The gladly oblige, but take their headsets with them.

Lieberjosch: Ever the professionals.

Vinegar: Le Bord drives an elbow strike into Angelica’s forehead, then grabs one of the abandoned chairs and slams it closed. She runs over and slides back into the ring, then ascends the turnbuckle. She raises her left hand and points at Angelica. She puts the chair in both hands.

Lieberjosch: She’s legitimately homicidal.

Vinegar: Le Bord leaps....

Covert Jay: Nobody home!

Vinegar: Angelica rolls out of the way at the last minute and Le Bord crashes chair and all through the Austrian announce table! Angelica is quick to take advantage of the situation as she darts to the ring and searches under it.

Fans: Whoooo!!!

Lieberjosch: I think she found something she likes.

Vinegar: Angelica comes out from under the ring with a barbed wire baseball bat. She turns around, but Le Bord is still down. She walks over and raises the bat high overhead. She brings it down on Le Bord once. Twice. Three times!

Covert Jay: Four!

Vinegar: Angelica is going to town on Le Bord!

Lieberjosch: She’s utterly shredded Le Bord’s shirt over her stomach and the barbed wire has torn her open! This is barbaric!

Vinegar: Le Bord’s stomach looks horrible!

Covert Jay: I think I’m going to be sick.

Vinegar: Angie throws the bat down and pulls Le Bord to her feet. She picks her up and holds her back first across her stomach then breaks into a run…

Covert Jay: Ouch!

Vinegar: Le Bord goes stomach first into the ringpost and Angelica immediately whips her to the floor. She lets out a loud yell and pulls Le Bord to her feet, then slides her into the ring and pulls her stomach first into the corner. She walks around the outside to the corner and grabs Le Bord by an arm and a leg, then yanks her back into the post with a sickening thud.

Lieberjosch: She’s not letting her go!

Vinegar: Angie plants her feet on either side of the ring and leans backwards.

Lieberjosch: The torque on Le Bord’s ribs and shoulder joints must be excruciating.

Vinegar: There’s literally nothing that Hazel can do to stop it. Angelica keeps the pressure on and leans further back, grinding Le Bord’s ribs into the turnbuckle post.

Lieberjosch: Listen to Le Bord, she’s LAUGHING!

Vinegar: She’s a very sick woman.

Covert Jay: That’s hot.

Lieberjosch: What’s wrong with you?

Vinegar: Angelica lets go of Le Bord and slides into the ring. She darts into the opposite corner, then wheels and dashes across the ring.

Covert Jay: Air Angie!

Vinegar: Dropkick into the corner! Le Bord slams back onto the corner. Angie rolls backwards to her feet, walks to the corner and yanks the gasping Bord out to center ring. She backs up a few steps and glares down at Le Bord. She winds up…

Covert Jay: #Vaughenmous!!!

Lieberjosch: She got ALL of that!

Vinegar: Angelica drops on top of Le Bord and Hazel drops to the mat! She counts the “one”!

Lieberjosch: TWO!!!

Fans: THR….NOOOO!!!!!!!!

Vinegar: How in the hell did she kick out of that?!

Lieberjosch: Pure guts?

Covert Jay: Pure insanity?

Lieberjosch: That too.

Vinegar: Angie backs up and signals for another #Vaughnemous.

Lieberjosch: If she lands this one, the show’s over for Le Bord.

Vinegar: Angelica waits. Le Bord gets to her knees and Angelica lets loose!

Covert Jay: Low blow by Le Bord!

Fans: BOOOOOOO!!!!!

Vinegar: Angelica drops to the mat in a heap and Le Bord climbs to her feet and walks behind her. She grabs Angelica by the sides of her head, yanks her head back and screams something… hideous sounding in her face…

Lieberjosch: L'étreinte de Dieu!

Vinegar: Le Bord drops on top of the fallen Angelica and Hazel drops to the mat.

Lieberjosch: One!

Vinegar: Two!

Covert Jay: Thre….no!!!

Fans: WHOAAAA!!!!

Vinegar: Angelica kicked out and Le Bord looks beside herself with fury!

Lieberjosch: Le Bord looks incredulous right now!

Vinegar: She leaps onto Angelica’s back and begins to barrage her with crossface strikes, each one more vicious than the one before it!

Lieberjosch: Angelica had better do something quickly!

Vinegar: Angelica is on her hands and knees, she’s helpless against Le Bord’s attack.

Covert Jay: I don’t think so…

Lieberjosch: What are you talking about?

Vinegar: Le Bord is so caught up in her lust for violence that she hasn’t noticed that Angelica has wrapped her arms around Le Bord’s legs and slowly started to stand up. She finally makes it to full height, then switches one arm up behind Le Bord’s head…

Lieberjosch: One-armed backpack stunner!

Vinegar: Le Bord flops over onto her back and Angelica slides out of the ring and starts to look around under the ring.

Lieberjosch: Le Bord is stirring too…

Covert Jay: She just rolled out of the other side of the ring and she’s looking around under it too.

Vinegar: Angie pulls out a table and slides it into the ring at the exact same moment that Le Bord does. Both women go back under the ring.

Covert Jay: Le Bord has a ladder!

Lieberjosch: So does Angelica!

Vinegar: Both women slide their ladders into the ring, then go back under again.

Lieberjosch: Look at Hazel, she’s just leaning against the ring post with her arms crossed.

Vinegar: What else is she going to do?

Lieberjosch: Good point. The only thing she can do right now is stay out of the way.

Vinegar: Both women come out with tables and proceed to set them up at ringside. This is really disturbing in it’s own way. They’re completely mirroring each other without realizing it.

Lieberjosch: How many tables do we have under there? That’s four that have been either set up or slidden into the ring.

Vinegar: There are two more, as both women come out with another one. Both women open them up and place them on top of the ones that are already open. Angelica disappears back under the ring again as Le Bord slides into the ring and sets her ladder and the first table that’s in the ring up. Angelica takes another table out and slides it into the ring, then slides in after it and sets it up closed in the corner.

Lieberjosch: Seriously, is that the only place we store tables in this building?

Vinegar: It looks like it. Le Bord has disappeared back under the ring and she comes out with…

Covert Jay: Does anyone smell gasoline?

Vinegar: I smell something like that.

Lieberjosch: Me too...is that…

Vinegar: It looks like a bottle of lighter fluid! She’s dousing the outside table with it!

Lieberjosch: I hope that no one left…

Covert Jay: Never mind.

Lieberjosch: Le Bord set the table ablaze!

Vinegar: Oh no....

Lieberjosch: I agree. No good will come from this.

Vinegar: Angelica looks up and notices the flaming table and she...doesn’t look happy about it.

Lieberjosch: Would you?

Vinegar: Hell no.

Lieberjosch: Of course not, you’re not crazy!

Vinegar: Le Bord slides into the ring and charges at Angelica. The two begin to exchange vicious punches back and forth.

Lieberjosch: Le Bord is driving Angelica back towards the ropes. She appears to be dazed by the shots to her head.

Vinegar: Angelica turns around and Le Bord leaps onto her back. She digs her fingernails into Angelica’s forehead and….oh God…

Lieberjosch: Now I think I’m going to be sick.

Vinegar: Le Bord drags her fingernails back and gouges the cuts in Angelica’s head open even further. Angelica lets out a thunderous scream of agony, turns and lunges back into her corner…

CRASH!!!

Lieberjosch: Well, there goes one table…

Vinegar: Angelica staggers to her feet and wipes the now gushing blood from her eyes. She pulls Le Bord out of the mess in the corner and places her up onto the turnbuckle. She steps to the outside and ascends the outside of the turnbuckle. She slams a forearm into Le Bord’s head, then bends her over and drives an elbow into the back of her neck. It looks like she’s setting Le Bord up for a powerbomb through the table stack!

Lieberjosch: High risk, high reward! If she succeeds, she could win!

Covert Jay: And if she fails!

Fans: OHHHH!!!!

Lieberjosch: THAT could happen.

Vinegar: Right as Angelica was about to hoist up Le Bord for the powerbomb, she got her arms under Angelica, leaned backwards…

Lieberjosch: And dumped her back-first through her own table stack! Angelica is down on the outside, while Le Bord slumps over the turnbuckle.

Vinegar: I don’t know how much more these two have left in them. This has been absolutely brutal.

Lieberjosch: It can’t be much. This match has been an ugly brawl from the get go.

Vinegar: Le Bord straightens up and drops to the mat. She lays on her back and gets her breath for a few moments, then notices Angelica’s blood on her hands.

Covert Jay: That’s disgusting!

Lieberjosch: Yup. I actually agree with you for once.

Vinegar: Le Bord just licked some of Angelica’s blood off of her hands and wiped the rest of it onto her face like warpaint!

Lieberjosch: She’d better get her focus back. She has Angelica right where she wants her.

Vinegar: Le Bord pulls herself up with the help of the ropes and then looks over the ring ropes to the outside, where she sees the crumpled Angelica laying in the mess of broken tables. She smiles evilly and slides under the bottom rope and out of the ring. She marches on Angelica, roughly yanks her off of the mat and then spins...

THUD!!

Vinegar: Angelica goes back first into the railing. Le bord turns and darts back into the ring, where she proceeds to set up the two other tables that are left. She stacks them one on top of the other and then sets the two ladders up next to them.

Lieberjosch: Angelica still hasn’t moved on the outside. She might be seriously injured.

Vinegar: Le Bord finishes setting the ladders up, then look down at Angelica. She walks over and grabs Angelica by the back of her head and drags her up the ladder as she ascends the opposite one. Once at the top, she slams another forearm into Angelica’s back, then grabs her by the head.

Lieberjosch: She wouldn’t…

Vinegar: She would!!!

Fans: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!!

Vinegar: Oh god!

Lieberjosch: I can’t believe that she just did that!

Vinegar: Neither can I! Le Bord just threw both of them off of their respective ladders and through the table stack next to it! Both women are down inside the ring!

Lieberjosch: The next woman to land a big move has to win this! They can’t have much more left in the tank!

Vinegar: Hazel darts in to check on both of them. How are they not dead?!

Lieberjosch: Dumb luck?

Covert Jay: Ninja skills?

Vinegar: Whatever it is, they’re somehow still alive, if unmoving.

Covert Jay: This is absolutely insane! Le Bord is trying to KILL Angelica!

Vinegar: Hazel just noticed that Angelica somehow landed with her arm across Le Bord’s chest.

Lieberjosch: That was dumb luck!

Vinegar: Maybe, but it might be exactly what she needs. Hazel drops to the mat...ONE!!

Lieberjosch: TWO!!!

Covert Jay: THREE…..NO!!!!

Fans: THIS IS AWE-SOME!!! THIS IS AWE-SOME!!!

Vinegar: Le Bord just barely got her right shoulder up! Hazel was at two and nine-tenths!!

Lieberjosch: That’s unbelievable!

Vinegar: Both women are somehow stirring and both are an absolutely bloody mess!

Lieberjosch: If I’m not mistaken, Le Bord went face first into that table. She’s lucky that it didn’t break her neck!

Vinegar: You’re right and I have no idea how it’s possible, but they’re both moving!

Covert Jay: These two are amazing!

Vinegar: Both women have crawled over to the ropes and are trying to pull themselves up. Angie stumbles backwards along the far ropes to where Le Bord had stacked her tables. She leans against them, careful not to lean too far back. Le Bord pulls herself to her feet and wheels on Angelica. She glares hatefully at Angelica, then lets forth a bloody faced bellow and charges her...somehow.

Lieberjosch: I have no idea how these two can move, let alone stand or run.

Vinegar: Le Bord leaps at Angie, arms outstretched and furious!

Covert Jay: Angie caught her!

Lieberjosch: And barely stayed on her feet.

Vinegar: Angie spins her around, pulls her up and… OH MY GOD!!!

Covert Jay: Someone get a damned fire extinguisher!!

Lieberjosch: Le Bord is on fire!!

Vinegar: Hazel leaps from the ring, yanks a fire extinguisher out from under the ring and puts Le Bord out. Let’s take another look at that!

Lieberjosch: Le Bord charged Angelica and when she lept, Angelica caught her. She used the ropes to steady herself, spun Le Bord up into position and then turned and powerbombed her through the flaming tables. Le Bord’s desire to use fire may have cost her this match.

Vinegar: Very true, Hans. Angelica slides out of the ring, grabs the inert Le Bord and rolls her back into the ring and into the cover. Hazel drops to the mat.

Lieberjosch: There’s “one”!

Vinegar: Two!!

…..
…..

Covert Jay: NO!!!! Le Bord weakly kicks out at two and nine and a half tenths!

Vinegar: Angelica gets to her feet and staggers backward. This time she doesn’t wait for the perfect moment, she just rears back and slams her foot into Le Bord’s skull with another #Vaughenous! She drops on top of Le Bord and Hazel drops into place.

Fans: One!

Covert Jay: Two!

Vinegar: THREE!!! Angelica Vaughn has done it! She’s the new Number One Contender for the
Chaos Championship and will face either Travis Pierce or Roxy Cotton in the near future!

Lieberjosch: Holy crap what an insane brawl! Unfortunately for Le Bord de Dieu, her losing streak continues.

Vinegar: Yes, but she has nothing to be ashamed of. Many male wrestlers would have lost a long time ago.

Mitchell Dennis: Ladies and gentlemen, your WINNER by way of a PINFALL and NEW NUMBER ONE CONTENDER for the Chaos Championship...ANGELICA VAUUUUUUUGHNNN!!!!

Angelica Vaughn - 7.04
Le Bord de Dieu - 6.82

[DrunkenBuzzsaw]

Kenzi was a bundle of nerves as she stands outside their team locker room, a look of worry on her face as Team Kickass prepared to face their very first Cooperative Tag Team Title defense. The challenge of Raab and Deimos was real, but her worry over this match was because of something else entirely.

“KEN! I HAVE GREAT NEWS!”

Kenzi turns as Angie Vaughn runs over, a smile going from ear to ear as she grabs Kenzi and jumps up and down, causing the smaller #CoolKid to jump as well, despite herself.

“I talked to Bordy and she agreed to bring you back as quarterback this next season! You’re TOTES not getting cut! Isn’t that great?!

It was great news…or it would have been had Bordy not made it clear to Kenzi that she was to win at all costs tonight or be fired. It was obvious to her that her mother-in-law was playing games, not only with Angie, but with her as well. Kenzi considered telling Angie about her meeting with Bordy, but she thought the better of it, not wanting to ruin her friend’s good mood before she herself clashed with Le Bord Dieu inside the ring tonight with a number one contender’s spot on the line for the Chaos Title. Instead, she stops jumping and brought Angie in for a tight hug.

“Thank you for everything Ang…I mean it. Thank you!”

Angie returned the squeeze with one of her own, then stands back and waives off Ken's appreciation.

“You’re my team captain! I’m suppose to have your back silly! Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go get ready to beat up your mother-in-law and TOTES earn my first UGWC singles title opportunity!

The two girls giggle over the absurdity of the situation before Angie and Ken pound fists and the tall blonde turns and skips away. As she does, the smile slips from Kenzi’s face. Angie’s news had come as cold comfort to her. Even if Bordy, who was now majority owner of her LFL team kept Kenzi on the team, there was still the ultimatum to deal with. She had told Kenzi that she was to ‘win at all costs’ or there would be a reckoning in Lacklanland. She had made it clear that those who supported Sarah’s claim to the throne would be made to suffer if Kenzi didn’t set aside her ideals tonight and fight the duo of Raab and Deimos with fire and venom…like a TRUE Lacklanlander…like her wife Sarah.

Kenzi takes a shaky breath as she runs her hands down her face, hoping to clear her thoughts, but it didn’t work. All she could see in her head was the image of the boy that Bordy had beaten and lashed to the cross in the square. Perhaps she would keep her word to Angie…but Kenzi was certain that she would also keep her word as it regarded the people of Lacklanland. Kenzi would have to choose; did she value her own moral code more than the lives of the people who still supported her wife?

She would have to decide tonight inside the ring…

Vinegar: It’s time for Kem Dynamo to face Mizore Payne for the rights to be the first team captain for this year’s “Outlast”.

Lieberjosch: For two ladies who are so young and relatively new to the business, that confers substantial bragging rights.

Covert Jay: No one likes a braggart.

Lieberjosch: No one likes an idiot, either, but we keep you around.

Covert Jay: Thanks!

Lieberjosch: Why do I even bother?

Vinegar: You have a point, Hans. The winner sets herself up for a potentially career defining spot at “Outast”.

Lieberjosch: Indeed she does.

Vinegar: Let’s get to it and go to ring announcer Mitchell Dennis!

Mitchell Dennis: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is for ONE FALL and the winner earns the right to be the first team captain for OUTLAST this year. Introducing first...



“You’re Gonna Go Far Kid” by The Offspring begins to blare through the arena, accompanied by Mizore’s video package. At about thirty seconds, Mizore comes running out onto the ramp and she looks ready for battle. She gets a strong reception and storms down to the ring, which she slides into under the bottom rope and ascends the turnbuckle. She gets another loud cheer from the fans and acknowledges them with a smile and wave before she drops to the mat and goes to her corner. Glenn Burke does the pre match check and once he’s satisfied, he walks back out to center ring.

Dennis: She stands in today at five feet, seven inches tall and weighs in at one-hundred and twenty-one pounds. Hailing from Rawlins, Wyoming...MIZORRRREEE PAAAAAAYNE!!!

Vinegar: Mizore looks ready to make another statement. She knows what’s at stake here.

Lieberjosch: Just think of how big of a career defining win it would be for her. She goes from being a relatively unheralded member of the female roster to being an Outlast Captain in a matter of weeks. As uninteresting as I find her, I have to give her some credit for that.

Vinegar: That’s unexpectedly nice of you, Hans.

Lieberjosch: She hasn’t done it yet. Right now she’s just a bottom of the card filler.

Vinegar: So much for that nice moment.

Lieberjosch: If you want nice moments, go to Hallmark.

Vinegar: You’re unbearable sometimes. Let’s go back to Mitchell.

Mitchell Dennis: And her opponent...



The lights dim as soft ambient, electronic sounds escape the PA system. After a modest crescendo, the sounds are invaded by a dueling duet between a rhythmic, aggressive guitar riff and high notes from a piano. After a few rounds of call-and-response, the guitar claims victory by expanding the riff while the background continues to build until a single flash of bright lights resets the scene as Claudio Sanchez’s voice commands the audience’s attention.

All nonbelievers stand aside in fear
A new day’s marching through the door

As the momentary flash fades and the house lights normalize, Kem Dynamo bursts through the entryway, fired up and excited to reunite with the #UnifiedUniverse. Kem makes her way slowly down to ringside, interacting with fans in the front few rows while the camera bounces between watching her arrive and cutting to signs in the audience showing support for The Outlier.

You’ve come so far from innocence
Provided all the consequence
Only what does it matter now

At the pre-chorus, Kem turns her attention towards the ring and takes a few steps to pick up a run before sliding under the bottom rope then rolling through to a kneeling pose that hits the center of the ring right on the downbeat of the chorus.

’Cause you’re going hooooooome
You’re running freeeeeeeee

Inside the ring, Kem continues to pose for and engage with the crowd as the chorus plays before climbing a random turnbuckle and joining the crowd in an arena-wide rendition of the song’s “WOAH OH WAH OH WA-OH WA-OH” before jumping down and bolting to an opposite corner to do it one more time with the other side of the audience.

Energized by the support of the #UnifiedUniverse, Kem turns her attention to the match at hand as the music fades out.

Mitchell: She stands at five- feet, eight inches and weighs in at one hundred and eighty- eight pounds. Hailing from San Diego, California...she is KEM DY-NA-MOOOOOO!!!!!!

Vinegar: Both of these ladies look ready. Let’s not forget that Mizore helped Kem fight off an attack from Elizabeth Blackwell and Annie Fugate last week, so there is some respect between them.

Lieberjosch: Are you sure about that? Maybe it was a calculated plan to get into Kem’s head. Maybe she did it to scout her out a little before this match. You don’t know that her intentions were good.

Vinegar: And you don’t know that they’re bad.

Lieberjosch: They ended up in a glaring standoff after, so I think it’s safe to say that they’re not friends.

Vinegar: I didn’t say they were. I said they have mutual respect.

Lieberjosch: I doubt that’s genuine. We’ll see how that ends up as the match goes on.

Covert Jay: I think Kem is going to just power her way to victory.

Vinegar: She might, but keep in mind that her offense isn’t built around power and power alone. She has a lot of aerial moves in it, as well as some technical balance.

Liberjosch: That is true, Nicholas. She has a surprisingly balanced offense given that she could flat out overpower almost any woman on the roster.

Vinegar: I think it’s too her credit that she doesn’t do that. Even the most power centered wrestlers tend to throw a few technical or aerial moves into their arsenals, if for no other reason than to keep their opponent off balance.

Covert Jay: If they were ninja, they’d always be on balance.

Lieberjosch: Just like you?

Covert Jay: Yes, just like….wait, was that an insult?

Lieberjosch: It may have been.

Vinegar: Glenn just called for the bell and we’re off!

Lieberjosch: If Kem is smart, she’ll just bowl Mizore over.

Vinegar: At the moment the two women are circling each other in center ring, sizing each other up.

Covert Jay: Was that fat shaming?

Vinegar: Seriously, Jay?

Lieberjosch: It’s a perfectly fair question.

Vinegar: Knock it off, Hans. You know that I didn’t mean that as an insult to anyone.

Lieberjosch: I don’t know that. I’d like to think that you’re better than that, Nicholas, but we all have bad days.

Vinegar: Whatever, Hans. You know how I meant it. The two women finally lock up and shove each other back and forth around the ring, testing power for power.

Lieberjosch: I think this is a mistake for Mizore. She shouldn’t try to overpower Kem. She should use her speed advantage and her technical skills. Her best move is to take Kem off of her feet, wear her knees down and then put her away.

Vinegar: I think she knows that.

Lieberjosch: I hope so.

Covert Jay: Kem just put a stop to their shoving match.

Vinegar: Yes she did. She bent her knees and lowered her center of gravity and all of a sudden, Mizore found herself pushing against an object she couldn’t move.

Lieberjosch: Yet she’s trying anyway. It’s a foolish act.

Vinegar: I agree, Hans. Mizore keeps trying to push Kem, but she’s not budging. By dropping her center of gravity, she’s taken all of the momentum away from Mizore.

Covert Jay: She should probably do something else. That doesn’t appear to be working.

Lieberjosch: Very good, Jay.

Vinegar: Mizore drops her knees a little and tries to push Kem, but Kem just leans back....

Covert Jay: That shove nearly sent Mizore from the ring!

Lieberjosch: Fortunately for her, it didn’t. Unfortunately for her, it did take her into a massive spinning heel kick.

Vinegar: That kick took her clear off of her feet and left her crumpled on the mat. Kem runs back off of the ropes, uses them for momentum and then comes off of them and leaps into the air.

Covert Jay: Kemton!

Lieberjosch: Did you just say “Kemton”?

Covert Jay: Yes. It’s a combination of “senton” and “Kem”.

Lieberjosch: It’s idiotic.

Covert Jay: I think it’s brilliant.

Lieberjosch: You’re idiotic.

Vinegar: Kem pops to her feet, leaps up and drops onto Mizore with another senton. Mizore lets out a loud gasp of pain as Kem rolls off of her and gets back to her feet. She pulls Mizore to her feet, hoists her up onto her shoulder, breaks into a run and then leaps.

Lieberjosch: Nice running Samoan roll.

Covert Jay: You mean “Kemoan Roll”.

Lieberjosch: Knock that off. It wasn’t funny the first time and it’s less funny now.

Vinegar: Kem pulls Mizore up and throws her into the ropes. She bounces off, comes running back at Kem...DDT! Kem rolls Mizore over...Glenn drops to the mat for the count. ONE!

Lieberjosch: Two!

Covert Jay: Mizore kicks out!

Vinegar: Kem nods her head in respect and grabs Mizore on either side of her neck. She pulls her to her feet and throws her at the ropes, then charges at her.

Lieberjosch: Powerslam! Nice counter by Mizore, using Kem’s momentum against her.

Vinegar: Leaping leg drop by Mizore, followed by a spinning elbow drop. She waits for Kem to struggle to her feet, then wraps her up...

Lieberjosch: The momentum has swung here.

Vinegar: Running Legsweep by Mizore and Kem is slammed down onto the mat on the back of her head. Mizore leaps to her feet, runs up the turnbuckle and turns around…

Covert Jay: Miz-air!

Lieberjosch: Again with the cornball ad-libs...

Vinegar: Mizore landed that flying elbow drop exactly where she wanted it to land and Kem looks out of it.

Lieberjosch: If she’s smart, she’ll put her away.

Vinegar: Mizore pulls Kem up and lands a second spinning neckbreaker, then follows it up with a falling headbutt that lands right on Kem’s forehead. She pulls Kem back up, wraps an arm around her head and leaps into the air.

Covert Jay: Tornado DDT!

Lieberjosch: Mizore has chosen to target Kem’s head and I have to give her credit, she’s being meticulous in following up on it.

Vinegar: She holds her hand up and signals for one more.

Lieberjosch: And gets a decidedly mixed reaction for it.

Vinegar: One fan at a time, Hans. She’s slowly winning them over.

Lieberjosch: This is a fickle group. She shouldn’t care about them.

Vinegar: She feels differently. Mizore wraps her arm around Kem’s neck again, leaps up…

Lieberjosch: What a throw!

Covert Jay: Did you see how Mizore’s back bounced off of the turnbuckle!

Lieberjosch: It looked to me as if the back of her head may have hit it as well.

Vinegar: I think it did, and now both women are down and Glenn begins his count.

Burke: ONE!

Vinegar: Neither one is moving.

Fans: TWO!

Lieberjosch: This has been a better match than I was expecting, although I was hoping for a little more intensity given what’s at steak.

Glenn: FOUR!

Vinegar: I think they’ve been plenty intense. They’re trying to wrestle intelligently so that they don’t injure themselves and kill their chances to lead an “Outlast” team before they get to start.

Glenn: SIX!!

Covert Jay: Kem slowly gets to her feet. She still looks a little foggy.

Glenn: EIGHT!

Vinegar: Mizore pulls herself to her feet right as Glenn is about to count “ten”. He asks her if she can continue and she shakes her head “yes”. He tells Kem to stay in her corner as he walks over and briefly checks on Mizore. Once he’s satisfied that she’s good, he looks at Kem and gestures that they can continue.

Lieberjosch: It’s hard to say if Mizore is still a little stunned. She smacked into the turnbuckle pretty hard.

Vinegar: She might be.

Covert Jay: Do you think that either of them would choose me for their “Outlast” team?

Lieberjosch: Not if they’re at all smart.

Vinegar: Mizore and Kem walk out to center ring and circle each other. Mizore seems to be slightly weak on her feet, but she’s showing great guts here.

Lieberjosch: If she’s smart, she won’t tie up with Kem again.

Covert Jay: She doesn’t have quite the ninja spunk that she had before.

Lieberjosch: Never say that again.

Vinegar: The two women move as if they’re going to tie up again, but Mizore ducks under Kem and wraps her up for a suplex. She lifts up to haul her over, but Kem drops her knees again. Mizore lands a hammering forearm to her back, followed by a headbutt…

Lieberjosch: That wasn’t smart. She just stunned herself a bit.

Vinegar: She steps to the side and drops Kem onto her head with another Russian Legweep, then pulls her back up…

Lieberjosch: She appears to be setting up for the “Cold Shoulder”.

Vinegar: She pulls Kem up and twists her around...she cradles her head…

Covert Jay: Cold Shoulder!

Vinegar: Mizore leaps over and onto Kem for the pin! Here’s Glenn!

Fans; ONE!

Covert Jay: TWO!!

Vinegar: THR...NO!!! Kem kicks out at two and eight tenths! Mizore looks shocked!

Lieberjosch: She’d better look like winning, not thinking about how Kem kicked out.

Vinegar: Mizore pulls Kem up to her feet and launches her into the corner. She runs at Kem and leaps…

Covert Jay: Kem catches her!

Lieberjosch: Strategic FAIL.

Vinegar: Kem tosses Mizore up, holds her by the legs, steps out into the ring and drops her face first into the turnbuckle.

Covert Jay: Snake eyes!

Lieberjosch: That’s what he just described, nitwit.

Vinegar: Mizore staggers out of the corner....superkick by Kem! Mizore bounces off of the ropes...cutter by Kem!

Lieberjosch: Put her away! You can do it now!

Vinegar: Kem runs up and springboards off of the ropes… Hangover!

Lieberjosch: That’s an impressive move. She has surprising agility.

Vinegar: Kem pulls Mizore up and locks in the hammerlock...Lights Out!

Covert Jay: Sam drops for the pin!

Lieberjosch: ONE!

Covet Jay: TWO!!

Fans: THR….NOOOO!!!! OHHHHHH!!!!

Lieberjosch: How in the hell did she kick out of that?

Covert Jay: With her back and feet?

Liberjosch: Stop being an idiot.

Vinegar: Kem pulls Mizore up again...goes to put her in another hammerlock

Jay: Mizore twists out!

Lieberjosch: She might have life in her yet. She needs to make something of this.

Vinegar: Leaping knee catches Kem on the chin! Kem is down!

Lieberjosch: Put her away, or you’ll regret it!

Vinegar: Mizore drags the limp Kem to her feet...she twists her around…

Covert Jay: Cold Shoulder!

Vinegar: Mizore with the pin attempt!

Fans: ONE!

Lieberjosch: TWO!!

Vinegar: Thre...no!! Kem barely kicks out!

Lieberjosch: Put her away! You need a win to make anything out of your career!

Vinegar: Hans!

Lieberjosch: What?

Vinegar: Don’t you think that’s a bit much?

Lieberjosch: No. What has she done?

Vinegar: That’s not the point. She’s had some tough losses.

Lieberjosch: Sure, but they’re still losses.

Vinegar: She’s about to end that, because she’s perched on the turnbuckle and waiting for Kem. If she hits “Breaking the Ice”, she’s going to claim the biggest win of her young career!
Covert Jay: Kem’s to her feet and she looks like she’s still dazed.

Vinegar: Kem turns and staggers towards the corner...Mizore leaps...

Lieberjosch: “Breaking the Ice”! You have the win, pin her!

Vinegar: Mizore drops for the pin. Glenn drops for the count…

Covert Jay: ONE!!

Lieberjosch: TWO!!

Vinegar: THREE!!! Mizore Payne wins! She’s going on to “Outlast” as the first “Captain” this year!!

Lieberjosch: That could be a career-defining win and if she can parlay that into a win, or even a good showing at “Outlast”, she could turn her otherwise mediocre career around.

Vinegar: You just had to go and ruin what was a nice comment until then.

Lieberjosch: I have to be honest.

Vinegar: Why start now?

Lieberjosch: Ha ha, Nicholas.

Covert Jay: I’m so lost.

Lieberjosch: What else is new?

Covert Jay: Well, since you asked…

Lieberjosch: Shut up. It was rhetorical.

Vinegar: Mizore Payne picks up what could be the biggest win of her young career in UGWC and pulls what has to be considered a major upset over Kem Dynamo, who challenged for the World Championship not too long ago. It gives Mizore incredible momentum going into “Outlast” season. The question is, where does Kem go from here?

Lieberjosch: The snarky comments I could make.

Vinegar: Don’t. Congratulations to Mizore Payne on her gigantic win. The Co-Operative Championship match is up next!

Mizore Payne: 6.93
Kem Dynamo: 6.82

[DrunkenBuzzsaw]

Kenzi sat in the locker room staring at the Cooperative Tag Team Titles as they hung over the back of the chair across from her, gleaming in the hot lights of the arena. Winning those titles with her wife had been like a dream come true for her; it represented their connection with one another and their commitment to their life together. The fact that they had done it the right way made it all the more special…but as the time neared for them to defend those titles for the very first time, she found herself saddled with a heavy burden born of Le Bord Dieu’s ultimatum to sacrifice her ideals.

Kenzi didn’t flinch as she felt Sarah come up behind her, snaking her arms around her waist as she presses herself close. Kenzi leans her head over and presses it against Sarah’s. Taking in a shaky breath, she opens up to her wife.

“Baby…I have to tell you something. I went to talk to Aveline on Friday night. I just wanted her to tell me if she was cutting me from the team or not…but…she told me something else…”

Sarah's grip tightens a bit.

"If she said anything about a loan, she is totes lying and obvs just trying to get into your head because I would NEVER spend all of my allowance in one day!"

Kenzi smiles at her wife’s little white lie, but the smile fades as she turns to face her, knowing that they need truth between them…especially tonight.

“Baby…Aveline told me that I have to win tonight. I have to win at all costs. She wants me to throw the rulebook out the window and fight dirty against Raab and Deimos.”

Sarah opens and closes her mouth a few times, then smirks.

“Please don’t steal my bit. That’s Fatty’s job.”

She holds up her hands in apology when Kenzi’s face contorts into annoyance.

“Kidding! Kidding!”

She looks away and mumbles something about “stray dogs” before looking back.

“Listen, you need to do what you feel is right. You expect that out of me, and I expect it out of you. Equality, remember? In all things. Does that make sense?”

Kenzi gave a mirthless chuckle, throwing up her hands in exasperation.

“NOTHING MAKES SENSE!”

Kenzi stood, angry as her fists beat against her thighs.

“She knows about the movement against her in Lacklanland and she told me that there would be more of your followers stuck to crosses if I didn’t do this Sarah! HOW IN THE HELL DO I NOT?!

Hot tears coursed down her cheeks, the memory of the young man lashed to the cross in Selena's Square was burned into her brain.

“THIS IS ALL MY FAULT SARAH! You lost everything because of me…and now people are going to get hurt…BECAUSE OF ME!! Why do you even stay with me? That’s what doesn’t make sense!”

Sarah's face drained at Kenzi's explosion, becoming even more pale than normal. She took Kenzi's hands and slid out of her chair and onto her knees, looking up at her.

"You followed me into the dark and pulled me back. I will stay with you until we die, and then into the beyond, wherever that may be."

In this position, she could feel the hinges of her leg braces digging in; a poignant reminder of what they had been though together.

"As for those who stand with me, who stand for Reformation? They are brave. Please do not take away their bravery by giving into the whims of a madwoman. Be who you are, and no one else."

Kenzi pulls Sarah closed to her and holds on tight.

“You’re right Baby…you’re right.”

Even as she said the words, she knew what she would do. She couldn’t let anyone suffer for her actions. Maybe those that stood with Sarah in her homeland were ready to lay down their lives, but she wasn’t going to be the reason for it. She was going to do as Le Bord Dieu had asked…no matter what her wife said…

Vinegar: We continue here at Day of Reckoning with cooperative action, and our first championship match of the evening!

Cold as Ice by M.O.P plays over the sound system as Konrad comes out through the curtain just wearing his blue and white mask with white hair along with his wrestling trousers with his nickname The Iceman on the front of them with Pit Bull Energy logos on the side of his trousers with black gloves on both of his hands with a side cross necklace on his neck.

Mitchell Dennis: “The following cooperative contest, set for one fall, is for the Cooperative Championship! Introducing first, from Cologne, Germany, he is The Iceman, Konrad Raab!”

He then high fives the fans as he goes up the stairs before going in-between the ropes and does a holdup on each turnbuckle and everyone cheers him as he gets down from the turnbuckle and does a few boxing punches to the cameras before he looks at his opponent waiting for the match to start.

Vinegar: You have to respect the honorable Konrad Raab, he is dedicated to doing things the right way, he’ll make a good champion one day.

Lieberjosch: Sure, he just needs a partner that will dirty his hands on his behalf. Good thing he has one.

Phrixus Deimos emerges from backstage and slinks down the ramp to the ring.

Dennis: And his partner, he is the Embodiment of Fear, PHRRIXUUSS DEEIIMOOOSSSS!!!!

Covert Jay: You have to wonder if these two can be on the same page, Fear has had success with some diverse partners in the past, can he add another to that list?

Vinegar: They’ve already had success together, Deimos and Raab won Cooperative Roulette at WrestleStock to earn this opportunity, so we know what they are capable of.

The lights flicker in the arena as “Burn” by The Cure begins to play.  Kenzi and Sarah Selena Lacklan walk out together.  The sound of a screeching hawk is heard throughout the arena as the two execute their signature fist bump.  An explosion of pyro erupts as the pair head down to the ring together.

Dennis: And their opponents, they are the HEY!

Lacklan: Thanks, I’ll take it from here. Sup, Coalition Fang Gang! Introducing, the team that TOTES retains in a few minutes, #EyesRightHere, you-

Vinegar: Deimos knocks the microphone out of Lacklan’s hand!

Covert Jay: He has no time for this nonsense.

Vinegar: Sam Green getting between the teams, Raab backing his partner to their corner, not how he wanted this to get started, and it looks like it will be Raab against Grey as we get underway.

DING DING!!

Vinegar: Kenzi Grey and Konrad Raab starting this championship match, arm drag takedown by Raab, tries to apply a crossface, Grey slips out.

Lieberjosch: European uppercut by Raab sends Kenzi into the ropes, Raab whips her across the ring, but she comes back with a spinning heel kick that knocks Raab down.

Covert Jay: Raab rolls to his feet, off-balance into the corner, Kenzi comes charging in with a shotgun dropkick.

Vinegar: Raab stumbles out of the corner and Grey leaps onto his back, applying a sleeper hold, but Raab charges backwards and crushes her against the turnbuckle of a neutral corner.

Lieberjosch: Raab sets Kenzi up on the turnbuckle, but she knocks him away with a back elbow.

Covert Jay: Kenzi leaps off the turnbuckle and connects with the One Hit Wonder, and they’re both down!

Vinegar: Both corners looking for tags, Grey makes a tag to Lacklan!

Lieberjosch: Sarah comes into the ring and drops an elbow on Raab’s head, pulls him back towards Team Kickass’s corner, hits a charging knee strike before tagging Kenzi back in!

Vinegar: Grey into the ring, and Team Kickass with a tandem neckbreaker!

Covert Jay: Kenzi has the cover as Sarah rolls out!





ONE!!!





TWO!!!!!





Vinegar: Deimos breaks up the cover!

Lieberjosch: Green admonishing Deimos as he heads back to his corner, just helping his partner, standard cooperative work there.

Vinegar: Grey trying to drag Raab back to the corner now, but he gets on one leg, connects with an enziguri!

Lieberjosch: Raab down for a moment, but he collects himself, makes a tag to Deimos!

Covert Jay: Kenzi does the same to Sarah!

Vinegar: Lacklan and Deimos in the ring now, each cautious for a few moments, jockeying for position in the ring.

Lieberjosch: Deimos with a picture-perfect go-behind, WHOA!

Vinegar: Lacklan kicked back with her leg, connected below the belt with it, I’m not sure how Deimos didn’t see that!

Covert Jay: Lacklan spins and slams into Fear with a clothesline that sends him spilling over the ropes to ringside.

Vinegar: Raab into the ring, Sam Green has intercepted him, Raab is pleading his case to Green, trying to explain what just happened, and all Green wants is for him to go back to his corner.

Lieberjosch: No instant replay in UGWC, if the referee didn’t see it, it didn’t happen!

Vinegar: And Kenzi Grey, what is she doing now? Kenzi Grey is off the apron, looks like an apprehensive look on her face, she is struggling with something.

Lieberjosch: Kenzi just grabbed a steel chair, this isn’t like her, what is she doing?

Covert Jay: She has the expression of a person who feels like they don’t have a choice, she is about to use that steel chair on Fear!

Vinegar: This is breaking your code, Kenzi, you don’t want to do this!

Covert Jay: Watch out!

Vinegar: Lacklan just dove in the way, Grey barely able to stop the chairshot in time!

Lieberjosch: Kenzi looks confused, but Sarah is taking the chair from her and tossing it aside, she isn’t going to stand by and let her wife throw away her own moral code, not when she can do something about it.

Covert Jay: Fear shoves Sarah right into Kenzi, wiping them both out!

Vinegar: And Sam Green has gotten Konrad Raab back to his corner, Green missed this entire exchange, and he is directing Deimos to bring the fight back into the ring.

Lieberjosch: Deimos has Sarah by her hair, tosses her back in, and a smug glance towards Kenzi before he comes back in himself.

Vinegar: Deimos has taken control now, grounded Lacklan, side headlock applied.

Lieberjosch: Lacklan working her way back to her feet, elbows delivered to Deimos, but he shifts and takes her down with an inverted DDT.

Vinegar: Deimos with the cover!





ONE!!!





Vinegar: Lacklan kicks out!

Lieberjosch: Deimos pulling her up, whipping her towards a corner, but Sarah reverses, Deimos sent into the corner, runs up the turnbuckle and explodes out with the Fainting!

Covert Jay: COP KILLA!!

Vinegar: Lacklan caught Deimos in mid-corkscrew with that hook, and she has the cover!





ONE!!!





TWO!!!!!





Vinegar: Deimos kicks out!

Lieberjosch: Raab applauding from the corner, Sarah looking to her own, but Kenzi looks lost in thought out there, the exchange a few minutes ago must have disrupted her focus.

Vinegar: Lacklan trying to get her attention, it gives Deimos an opening to get back to his own corner, and he makes the tag to Raab!

Lieberjosch: Raab rushes into the ring, wraps Sarah up with a waistlock and hits a release German suplex.

Vinegar: Lacklan rolls to her feet, ducks under a clothesline, comes off the ropes with a shining wizard, but Raab catches her by the throat!

Covert Jay: THE ICEINATOR!!!!

Vinegar: You heard the impact, looks like it snapped Grey back to attention, as Raab has the cover on Sarah Lacklan!





ONE!!!





TWO!!!!!





Vinegar: Grey breaks up the cover!

Lieberjosch: Raab glaring at her as she heads back to the Team Kickass corner, and what is Deimos doing now?

Covert Jay: Fear is taking the cover off the top turnbuckle!

Vinegar: Raab sees it, he doesn’t approve, Raab telling his partner to put it back on.

Lieberjosch: The two arguing now, Deimos pointing back towards their opponents, Sarah is up!

Covert Jay: COP KILLA!!!

Vinegar: Deimos shoved Raab out of the way, the Cop Killa connected on Deimos, knocked him off the apron!

Lieberjosch: Raab trying to get back to his feet after his partner shoved him down, shoved him out of the way of the Cop Killa, but Raab stands up right into a shining wizard!

Vinegar: Grey climbing the turnbuckle as Lacklan is lifting Raab!

Covert Jay: INTO THE ABYSS!!!!

Vinegar: Lacklan with the cover as Grey rolls back out!





ONE!!!





TWO!!!!!





THREE!!!!!!!





Dennis: Here are your winners, and STILL the Cooperative Champions, TEAM KICKASS!!!!

Vinegar: Grey and Lacklan retain!

Covert Jay: There will totes be a celebration tonight, as Raab and Fear couldn’t get on the same page, taken down by the champions!

Vinegar: Deimos into the ring now as Raab is getting back to his feet, looks like they both blame the other for the loss, this partnership might be doomed.

Lieberjosch: Well, you have to realize that-

Covert Jay: VIRUS OF LIFE!!!!

Vinegar: What the hell? That’s Dave Rydell! Rydell is here, where the hell did he come from?

Lieberjosch: He just took out Konrad Raab!

Vinegar: Rydell staring at Deimos now, Deimos is expressionless, and Rydell backs away and rolls out of the ring, backing up the ramp.

Lieberjosch: Dave Rydell is back!

Covert Jay: The Day of Reckoning continues with more action, next!


Team Kickass - 14.16

Deimos/Raab - 12.36

[DrunkenBuzzsaw]

Vinegar: "This next match is one that has been brewing for longer than either man would probably care to admit."

Lieberjosch: "Everyone knows that only true link that kept these two men aligned for as long as they were was Eden Morgan, but all things meet their eventual end, and tonight, 'The Court' can be deemed officially over."

Covert Jay: "But it's much more than a grudge match here tonight, guys… because the winner of this match? They'll become the new number-one contender to the Cross-Hemisphere Championship!"

Vinegar: "And you know both of these men would love to become the number-one contender, at the expense of the other. The only question that I have is, will Gabriel Baal somehow find a way to involve his infamous paralytic?"

Lieberjosch: "That is a valid concern I would think, but if there is anyone in this company that would be cautious to that possibility, it's Jet Somers. So this match might just come down to who is the better man here tonight."

Covert Jay: "Any guesses as to who that man might be, Doc?"

Lieberjosch: "It's a toss-up, Jay. I honestly do not know."

Vinegar: "Mitchell Dennis has made his way into the ring. Take it away, Mitch!"

Mitchell Dennis: "Ladies and Gentlemen, this next match is scheduled for one fall, and will determine the number-one contender to the UGWC Cross-Hemisphere Championship! Introducing first…


As the crowd wait in anticipation, as familiar chords ring out through the arena. Except, they’re not the chords that everyone is expecting.

The lights in the arena flicker and then drop as hunting horns call over the speakers, the intro to "The Devil and the Daughter" sounding. The lights begin to flicker as one lone horn trails off to be joined with the sound of chains clanking together, hooded figures crouched and lining the ramp, each of them shaking what looks to be an offering cup, coins rattling inside rhythmically with the music. A steady drumbeat joins in, the cups shaking faster and faster until they're a staccato rhythm and the long, lone horn trails once more. The lights flicker wildly and then drop again, coming back up almost instantly as the song hits full force,

A single hooded figure, wearing the mask of an owl steps into the entranceway. The mask is a strange mix of the masks worn by Eden, Gabriel and Jet for the last eight months. He steps out into the midst of the hooded figures… And as he does, he pulls back his hood. He removes the mask from his face and drops it to the ground. As he stomps upon it, it shatters into pieces. And cackling his heard throughout the arena.

The chains break and the hooded figures throw back their hoods to reveal twisted demons – the lights flash red and Gabriel reveals a suit underneath his robes. He stands, in the middle of the ramp and laughs, his new cane in his hand – before beginning his solo march to the ring. He slides inside, as the demons swarm ringside – paying tribute to Baal in the middle of the ring. He slowly turns to face the ramp, awaiting the arrival of his opponent.

Vinegar: "This man has been the devil we've come to know ever since he signed with UGWC, but when it comes to Eden Morgan, I think he does actually care."

Covert Jay: "He's a snake. She needs herself a real man."

Lieberjosch: "And I suppose that man is you?"

Covert Jay: "Thanks, Doc. That's the nicest thing you've ever said to me."

Lieberjosch: "You're an idiot."

Mitchell Dennis: "And his opponent…"

Mitchell Dennis: "Standing five-feet ten-inches tall, and weighing in at one-hundred eighty-five pounds, from New Orleans, Louisiana by way of Deep Creek, Mississippi… 'THE LIVING WEAPON' JET SOMERS!!!!!

The house lights go down to only the emergency lights, giving the arena a surreal, sepia look. As the opening licks of "Gone Sovereign" by Stone Sour begin, the remaining lights pulsate in rythmn with each chord. Corey Taylor begins to wail:

No one's laughing now, no one's laughing now

I'm sullen and sated and you can't put a price on me

I won't share this disarray, I won't pull these hands away

I need to be chosen and my God don't pray for me

As Jet Somers parts the curtain and steps out on the ramp. His hood is pulled up, and he surveys the crowd's mixed reaction from under it as the song continues.

So scatter all my ashes when I'm dead

And shatter every legend in my head

If only the committed will survive

Is anybody here still left alive?

There's a tense pause in the music, and Jet lowers his head, crossing his hands in front of him.

This is mine!

As soon as the singer screams those words, Jet lights out at a run down the ramp, explosions on either side shooting toward the rafters in his wake while the song kicks in properly. He slides into the ring under the bottom rope and leaps to his feet.

Come no further, you won't go far

I'm running around in circles once again

If you can't forgive me, I won't take it very hard

But I won't make it easy in the end

Jet takes a turn on each corner post, commanding the attention of the crowd as he holds his arms above his head in a V shape, palms out.

So scatter all my ashes when I'm dead

And shatter every legend in my head

If only the contented will survive

Is anybody here still left alive?

After he's finished at the fourth turnbuckle, Jet returns to the center of the ring, allowing the song to close in on Taylor proclaiming over and over:

This is mine

Mine

Mine

Mine

Vinegar: "The tension is so thick in that ring right now, you could cut it with a knife!"

Lieberjosch: "Yes, let's introduce a weapon for Gabriel Baal to possibly use."

Vinegar: "It was a figure of speech, Hans."

Lieberjosch: "And sarcasm is always lost on you, Nicholas."

Covert Jay: "HAH!"

Vinegar: “Gabriel and Jet staring across at one another, both men slowly making their way to the center of the ring. With everything that has happened in recent memory, things could explode here tonight at the drop of a hat.”
 
Covert Jay: “Bad enough that the animosity between the two has reached the heights that it has. Throw in the number-one contendership to a title that some would say is the most prestigious in the company, and it’s hard telling what is gonna happen here in this match.”
 
Lieberjosch: “It’s not as if neither man have never been here before. It’s not as if neither man has never had to swallow his pride and do what it takes to win, despite the animosity they hold for their opponents. Maybe this turns out to just be a great wrestling match, Jay?”
 
Covert Jay: “And maybe it turns out to be the end of both of them as we know it?”
 
Vinegar: “For once, I can honestly say that Jay makes complete sense.”
 
Lieberjosch: “Preposterous.”
 
Vinegar: “I’m serious, Hans. We all know what Gabriel Baal is capable of. Hell, just look at some of the things he has done to people he claims to actually like and respect. In regards to Jet, I’m not sure either is true, no matter what he has said in the past. And we all know that Jet never trusted Baal in the least bit, and was only willing to accept him because it’s what Eden Morgan wanted. Now, he doesn’t have to concern himself with the wants of Eden.”
 
Covert Jay: “One of these days, she’s gonna want me.”
 
Lieberjosch: “Highly unlikely.”
 
Vinegar: “But all we can do is make conjecture. Ultimately, Gabriel and Jet are going to write the story of how this match goes.”
 
Lieberjosch: “And that begins now, as Brian Chartreuse is calling for the bell. This match is officially under way!”

Vinegar: “Jet suddenly takes off full speed at Baal, tackling him to the ground, where both begin landing stiff right hands on one another.” 
 
Covert Jay: “So much for swallowing their pride and focusing on the match itself, eh Doc?”
 
Lieberjosch: “Shut up, Jay.”

Vinegar: “Both of these men detest the other, so it’s certain to say this match won’t consist much mutual respect, and could get rather ugly, rather quickly.” 

Lieberjosch: “Somers is in the match. Isn’t it already slightly ugly?”
 
Covert Jay: “Not with that glorious hair, it isn’t.”

Vinegar: “Chartreuse allows the dual fisticuffs to go for a few moments, but finally rushes over and begins attempting to separate the two men.”
 
Covert Jay: “Fisticuffs. Hugs. I miss Vain and Killian teaming together.”
 
Lieberjosch: “Focus on the match in front of you, Jay, and less about two men who haven’t seen eye to eye in well over a year.”
 
Vinegar: “Speaking of not seeing eye to eye with one another, Chartreuse was able to separate the two men, but they’re still trying to tear at each other, even with the official in between them.”

Lieberjosch: “Brian Chartreuse is begin to exert his authority now, letting both Somers and Baal know that he will not put up with much bullshit here tonight. Good for him for attempting to maintain some semblance of order.”
 
Covert Jay: “Too bad neither one of them seem to be paying him any attention.”
 
Vinegar: “Baal connects with a drop toe-hold takedown as Jet rushes towards him again, and then mounts his back and begins connecting with vicious crossfaces. Baal using one of Jet’s own attacks against him here.” 

Covert Jay: “Baal momentarily distracted by Chartreuse as Brian yells something at hm, and this gives Jet a chance to make a move.”

Lieberjosch: “Jet Somers just threw his head back as hard as he could, catching Baal in the jaw and chin.”

Vinegar: “Baal never saw it coming, reaching for his jaw as he rises to his feet, as Jet quickly gets to his feet.”

Covert Jay: “Jet just grabbed Baal and arm-dragged him halfway across the ring, Gabriel quickly getting back to a vertical base, but then being hip-tossed back down to the mat.”

Vinegar: “Jet bouncing around on the balls of his feet now, as he stands there waiting for ‘The Serpent’ to get to his feet.”
 
Lieberjosch: “Somers needs to stay on the attack. Why allow Baal any opportunity to recover?”
 
Covert Jay: “Maybe Jet just wants to prove a point?”

Lieberjosch: “If it’s that he’s not as intelligent as people initially thought, it’s working.”

Covert Jay: “Or maybe he wants Baal to see everything coming at him? No excuses.”

Lieberjosch: “Idiocy.”

Vinegar: “Baal’s eyes narrow, but a smirk begins to form on his face as he gets back to his feet. And ‘The Living Weapon’ again takes off towards Gabriel.”

Lieberjosch: “‘The Doctor’ showcases his agility though, as he side-steps the oncoming Jet Somers, and simply shoves him chest-first into the corner.”

Vinegar: “Jet’s sternum took the brunt of that blow, the suddenness of the stop leaving him gasping for air, as he clutches at his chest.”
 
Lieberjosch: “Somers backpedaling towards Baal now, and Gabriel executes a Russian leg sweep.”

Vinegar: “A quick cover by Gabriel, but Jet manages to get his shoulder up before Brian Chartreuse even has a chance to get into position to make the count.”
 
Covert Jay: “Surprised Chartreuse wasn’t able to get into position quicker than that. He’s fairly fit, so that’s surprising.”

Lieberjosch: “I’ve said it time and time again, but I still think yearly fitness tests would be a greatidea for our officiating and ring crews.”

Vinegar: “Gabriel quickly back to his feet, connecting with an elbow drop, driving his elbow directly into the sternum of Jet Somers.”

Lieberjosch: “Gabriel back to his feet once more, standing over Jet Somers now, smiling as Opie struggles to get to his feet.”

Covert Jay: “The wheels are turning for Gabriel Baal now, as he contemplates what he will do to his former Court stablemate next.”

Vinegar: “Gabriel reaches down and begins pulling Somers to his feet.”

Lieberjosch: “Somers with a quick European Uppercut to Gabriel Baal, ducking in behind of Baal as he stumbles backwards. Somers grabs Gabriel around the waist and lifts Baal into the air, dropping him on the back of his head with a release German suplex.”
 
Covert Jay: “Baal landed hard, but immediately rolled over onto his stomach, ensuring that Jet can’t go for a quick pin attempt.”
 
Lieberjosch: “With Somers’ background in Mixed Martial Arts, the fact that Baal gave up his back might not be the greatest idea.”

Vinegar: “Somers quickly over and applies an armbar to Gabriel Baal, placing all of weight on the back of ‘The Serpent’, yanking back on that arm with all of his might. And Gabriel begins looking for a way out.”

Covert Jay: “Somers doing everything he can to rip at that arm of Baal. I think if it was possible, he’d rip Gabriel’s arm off and then beat him with it. And man, if that were to happen, I’d only have one question.”
 
Vinegar: “I’m almost afraid to ask what it would be.”
 
Lieberjosch: “Then you shouldn’t have.”
 
Covert Jay: “Well, if that were to happen, would Gabriel’s arm be considered a foreign object?”
 
Lieberjosch: “I told you, Nicholas.”

Vinegar: “Moving on, Gabriel is beginning to slowly drag his body across the ring, doing his best to reach the ropes and force this hold to be broken.”

Lieberjosch: “Somers realizes Baal is nearing the ropes, Nicholas, and he has released the hold, quickly getting back to his feet.”

Covert Jay: “Jet connects with a leg drop to the back of Gabriel’s head and neck, which drives Gabe face-first into the mat. Somers rolls him over for the cover, but Gabriel quickly gets his shoulder up.”

Vinegar: “Gabriel rolling over and getting to a knee, reaching up and rubbing his jaw, still feeling the effects of that uppercut that Jet connected with a few moments ago.”

Covert Jay: “Jet over to Baal, pulling him the rest of the way to his feet.”

Vinegar: “Gabriel turns and lifts Jet off the mat, taking off towards the near corner and driving him hard into it. Baal proceeds to connect with multiple shoulder blocks, targeting the midsection and sternum of Jet Somers.”

Covert Jay: “Baal taking a few steps back now, allowing Jet to stumble towards him from out of the corner.”

Lieberjosch: “Baal grabs a hold of Somers and deposits him overhead with a release T-Bone suplex.”

Covert Jay: “Jet hit hard, but realizes that he’s near the ropes, and rolls out underneath of the bottom one, heading out to the floor to regain his bearings.”

Vinegar: “Chartreuse admonishing Gabriel to stay in the ring, but he ignores the warning as he steps through the ropes and hops out to the floor.”
 
Covert Jay: “And Gabe is still rubbing at that jaw.”

Vinegar: “Somers leaning against the guardrail as he attempts to work out the kink in his neck, and he doesn’t see Gabriel take off running towards him.”

Covert Jay: “Somers sees Gabriel coming and jumps out of the way at the last minute, and Gabe just ran directly into the guardrail at a full speed.”

Lieberjosch: “And now it’s Gabriel who is left grasping at his sternum area, as he turns back towards Somers. ‘The Living Weapon’ reaches out and grabs Baal by the tights…”

Vinegar: “And Jet just jerked Gabriel towards him, driving Gabriel face-first into the steel ring steps!”
 
Covert Jay: “That won’t help Gabe’s jaw.”

Lieberjosch: “Somers full to his feet now and dragging Baal back to his. Forearm shiver from Somers finds it’s mark, and then he shoves Baal back into the ring.”

Vinegar: “Jet follows suit, measuring Gabriel as he gets back to his feet.”

Lieberjosch: “Kick combo by Jet Somers, as this time it is Gabriel Baal who finds himself on the receiving end of one of his own patented moves.”

Vinegar: “Jet attempting to land a kick to the ribs, but Gabriel catches his leg…”

Lieberjosch: “But Somers doesn’t miss a beat, connecting with an enziguri that hits Baal behind the ear.”

Vinegar: “Somers pulls Gabriel up to his knees, grabs him around the head and neck, and just connected with a DDT.”
 
Covert Jay: “And Jet rolls Baal over and makes the cover.”

Lieberjosch: “Chartreuse down in position for the count!”
 
 


ONE!!!!!
 
 


TWO!!!!!
 
 


THR-KICK OUT!!!!!
 
 


Vinegar: “Close call there for Gabriel Baal. I thought Jet had the three-count there.”

Lieberjosch: “Somers stepping through the ropes now and climbing up to the top rope. He’s perched on the top turnbuckle, waiting for Baalto get back to his feet.”

Covert Jay: “Gabriel finally making it up to his feet, but he’s shaky at best.”

Vinegar: “Somers connects with a flying back-elbow, and quickly maneuvers into another pin attempt.”
 
 


ONE!!!!!
 
 


TWO!!!!!
 
 


TH-KICK OUT!!!!!”
 
 


Lieberjosch: “Somers back to his feet now, waiting on Gabriel to get back to his once more…”

Vinegar: “Gabriel finally up, and Somers springboards off the middle rope with a moonsault…”

Covert Jay: “But Gabriel quickly moved forward and jumped into the air, catching Jet with a double-knee facebreaker. Damn!”

Lieberjosch: “Gabriel pulls Somers back to his feet, grabs a hold of him, and executes a belly-to-belly suplex.”
 
Covert Jay: “Jet making his way back to his feet, but Gabriel is waiting on him.”
 
Vinegar: “Kick to the stomach, followed up by a jumping DDT, and he planted Jet with that move!”

Covert Jay: “And Gabriel follows it up with a pin attempt!”
 
 


ONE!!!!!
 
 


TWO!!!!!
 
 


THRE-NO!!!!!
 
 


Vinegar: “So close, ladies and gentlemen! Gabriel Baal was a fraction of a second away from becoming the new number-one contender to the UGWC Cross-Hemisphere Championship!”

Lieberjosch: “But Somers showcasing the fortitude that multi-time champion should have, proving that Gabriel Baal will have to do a lot more than that, if he hopes to gain a victory here tonight. This match continues, Nicholas.”

Vinegar: “Gabriel drags Somers back to his feet, and he sends him towards the corner with an Irish Whip.”

Lieberjosch: “Gabriel following right behind as Somers crashes chest-first into the corner, a split second before Baal jumps and connects with a dropkick that causes even further damage to that already injured sternum of Jet Somers as it crashes once more into the turnbuckle.”

Covert Jay: “Gabriel lifting Jet up and propping him on the top rope. Climbing up himself, Gabriel looks to be going for a superplex.”

Vinegar: “Somers fighting back now, connecting with shots to the stomach of Baal, and then connecting with a headbutt that sends ‘The Serpent’ crashing to the mat.”
 
Lieberjosch: “Somers taking flight, and connects with a flying elbow drop.”
 
Covert Jay: “Jet with the cover!”
 
 
 
 
ONE!!!!!
 
 
 
 
TWO!!!!!
 
 
 
 
THRE-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
 
 
 
 
Vinegar: “SO close for Jet. Baal just barely was able to get his shoulder up. I thought Brian’s hand hit the mat for the third time!”

Covert Jay: “Both men have expended a lot of energy here tonight. You have to wonder how much they each have left.”
 
Lieberjosch: “They both came into this match emotionally charged, and the physicality so far in this match makes me wonder how much either one have left.”

Vinegar: “Both men unsteadily up to their feet, with Somers swinging and missing.”

Lieberjosch: “Gabriel connects with a kick to the stomach though, and then after taking a couple steps back, connects with Catatonia. And Somers hit the mat immediately.”

Vinegar: “Gabriel falls to his knees, making the cover on Somers by draping his arm over Jet’s chest.”
 
 
 
 
ONE!!!!!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
TWO!!!!!
 
 
 
 





THRE-NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


Vinegar: “Jet Somers still has fight left in him!”

Lieberjosch: “That kickout had to have been based off of instinct more than anything else, Nicholas.”

Vinegar: “Gabriel pulling Somers to his feet and goes for a clothesline, but Somers ducks under it and continues towards the ropes.”
 
Lieberjosch: “Somers bounces off the ropes and returns towards Baal just as he is turning around… Jetstreamer!”

Covert Jay: “And Somers slowly crawls over and makes the cover!”
 
 


ONE!!!!!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 










TWO!!!!!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 










THREE-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Vinegar: “Sweet Baby Jesus, Gabriel got his shoulder up. I can’t believe it!”

Covert Jay: “And he’s already trying to get back to his feet! And Jet can’t believe what he is seeing.”

Vinegar: “Somers connects with a flurry of offense, though there is no snap on any of the punches, as the exhaustion has fully started to set in.”
 
Covert Jay: “That spinning backfist still had a lot of zing to it though. Caught Gabe right in the mush.”

Lieberjosch: “Jet hits the ropes and runs towards Baal, but ‘The Serpent’ goes down to the mat, as Somers hops over and continues towards the opposite ropes. Somers bounds off those ropes, as Baal gets back to his feet and runs towards the opposite ropes…”

Vinegar: “Freudian Slip!!!”

Covert Jay: “From out of nowhere!”

Lieberjosch: “Gabriel with the cover… he’s going to become the new number-one contender!!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


ONE!!!!!
























TWO!!!!!
























THRE-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


Vinegar: “Jesus, Mary, and Joseph… what is it going to take for one of these two men to keep the other down for a three-count?”

Covert Jay: “Murder? Baal’s experienced in it, I’m sure.”

Lieberjosch: “Jay, I… no, you’re likely correct in that statement.”

Vinegar: “Gabriel to his feet and pulls Somers to his. He’s yelling at Opie to stay down.”

Covert Jay: “Looks like Gabriel is setting him up for The Fall. If he connects with this, it’s gotta be over… right?”
 
Lieberjosch: ”I have no idea anymore.”

Vinegar: “Gabriel attempting to hoist Jet up, but Jet blocks it. Somers breaking Baal’s grasp, shoving Baal backwards.”
 
Lieberjosch: “Chok! Somers caught Baal with his patented superman punch, and Baal falls to the mat.”
 
Covert Jay: “Jet stepping through the ropes and out to the apron, he springboards off the top rope…”
 
Vinegar: “Blackout!!!”
 
Lieberjosch: Somers slowly makes the cover, hooking both legs…”


 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


ONE!!!!!





























TWO!!!!!





























THREE!!!!!!!!!!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


Covert Jay: “Jet did it!”

Vinegar: “One hell of a match here tonight between two-thirds of the group formerly known as ‘The Court’, and in the end, ‘The Living Weapon’ was able to defeat ‘The Serpent’.”
 
Lieberjosch: “And in the process, Jet Somers becomes the number-one contender to the Cross-Hemisphere Championship. Who he will challenge for that title remains to be seen, as that title is on the line here later tonight, in the Main Event TLC match.”
 
Vinegar: “Before we get to that point however, we have a few other matches that will take place, starting with the Chaos Title Match between reigning champion Travis Pierce, and his challenger, Roxy Cotton.”



Jet Somers: 7.37
Gabriel Baal - 7.21

[DrunkenBuzzsaw]

The lights in the arena go out, and a video package begins on the GlobalTron


Wrestlestock Day 1 July 5

Pierce attacks with the cat-o-ninetails again, snapping the leather against Fear over and over. Larry just jumped on his back, he’s got the ballgag, and he’s fighting to get it on Pierce! Pierce backs up hard against a girder, knocking Larry off him, but not before Larry snaps the ballgag in place! Raab is getting unsteadily to his feet, but he manages to rush at Fear and unleash a boxing combination that drives Fear to the edge of the platform. Fear is teetering, but Raab reaches out and grabs him. He pulls him back with a DDT, then grabs him with an Ice Lock!! Pierce just hit the Breakdown on Larry! He goes for the pin! He gets it a second before The Embodiment of Dullness breaks free, but that’s it, that’s the match! Two chambers went unopened, Roxy Cotton and Dave Rydell didn’t even get a chance to enter the match!!

Wrestlestock Day 1 July 5

Necron seems taken aback by the Roxy's advance, backing up a step as she moves closer to him, raising her arms to present the rose to him. He takes the flower, looking at it with confusion as Roxy continues to stare up at him… The #CoolKid stretches her neck upward, stands on her tip toes, places the Harvester's face between her palms... and kisses him deeply on the mouth! The crowd is silent in shock as Roxy Cotton, the most brazen sexpot on the roster, locks lips with Necron for what feels like a full minute before letting him go and walking away with a giggle. She’s wiping away the smudged lipstick on her face with the back of her hand and exiting the ring with a coquettish wave. Le Bord has jumped onto Necron’s back! L'étreinte de Dieu!!She drops off his back, but Necron turns his head quickly, popping his neck as if putting it right back into place. He rounds on Le Bord, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief. He grabs her, yanking her in… The Cruelest Cut onto the tire shredder! Necron drops to one knee, placing a palm on her chest as the referee counts. Necron has done it! Necron is the Chaos Champion! But he barely notices the ref handing him the belt as he stares at where Roxy exited just a few moments ago, an intense look on his face.

Synergy July 23

Pierce slides out of the ring, jawing at Maxine, who doesn’t give an inch. They’re nose-to-nose for a time, before Maxine lifts her arms up in a defenseless manner, as she begins backpedaling. Pierce slowly stalking her, but doesn’t see Roxy come flying over the top rope, and she wipes him out with a moonsault. Shoves him back into the ring, and then slides in after him, but Pierce was ready for her and sent her to the mat with a drop toe hold. Pierce drops an elbow across the back of her neck, and then drags her to her feet and slings her into the corner. He looks to hit The Truth Hurts, but Roxy manages to slide out of the way, and Travis hits the corner turnbuckle hard. He stumbles around and eats a kick to the stomach, and then Roxy picks up the three count after connecting with the Double-D DT.

Synergy July 30

Rising back to his feet, Pierce picks up the chair. Glaring at it, he slowly turns his head and looks at Necron, who is trying to get back to his feet. Pierce with a smile now, as ‘The Grim Harvester’ finally gets back to his feet. Travis tosses Necron the chair, the big man catching it on reflex. He doesn’t have time to do anything else with it, before Pierce barrels into him with The Truth Hurts, sending the chair crashing into Necron’s face. The force sends Necron into the corner, where he falls to his ass, still propped in the corner. Pierce over towards him, grabbing the chair and placing it on his chest. Pierce all the way back to the adjacent corner, and comes running across the ring, connecting with another The Truth Hurts. Pierce using all of his might now to drag Necron out of the corner. He makes the cover, and Necron manages to get his shoulder up, but it comes just after the three count is registered

Synergy August 6

Roxy picks up the sledgehammer, and stares from it to Necron, and then to Kylie, caught in his vice like grip. Necron encourages her, telling her to “Crack this bitch’s skull open!” Roxy steps in, hefting the weight of the sledgehammer, she looks into Necron’s eyes, full of sadistic glee, and then to Kylie’s pleading face. Necron tells her to “Do it!”, and releases the hold just as Roxy rams the business end of the Black 13 “Problem Solver” into Kylie’s gut, knocking whatever breath she had completely out of her and bowling her over. Roxy jams the hammer square into Kylie’s forehead, dropping her instantly. She looks down on the near unconscious Moore, with a look of almost pleasant surprise. Roxy looks up at Necron, almost is if for approval.

Synergy August 13

Pierce looking back at Eden in surprise, as Eden slowly backs up the ramp, trying to put more distance between herself and Necron. Clubbing blow to the back of Pierce’s head, and he never saw it coming. Necron is able to grab a hold of Pierce before ‘The Icon of Entertainment’ falls off the apron, turning him back around and grabbing him in a front facelock. He lifts Pierce high into the air, backpedaling to the middle of the ring, all while keeping his eyes firmly locked on Eden Morgan. Judgement Day from Necron, who slowly rises and continues glaring out at Eden, as Roxy crawls over and gets the three-count.

Vinegar: As you could see, the Chaos Division has been… well… a little weird over the last several weeks.

Lieberjosch: I don’t know what Roxy Cotton is playing at with Necron, but she certainly isn’t a fan of the man who took Necron’s Championship.

Vinegar: Whatever she has planned, Travis Pierce has interfered, and she intends to get things back on track tonight with her… mentor? Side piece?

Lieberjosch: I have no idea, Nick, and I’m sure I don’t want to. The point is, she seems to think a victory tonight, and becoming the new Chaos Champion, will impress Necron.

Vinegar: It will either do that, or make her his next target.

Lieberjosch: We can’t forget who Necron took the championship from at Wrestlestock, and remember what kind of connection Roxy Cotton has to Le Bord de Dieu and her family.

Vinegar: It’s absolutely a strange web being woven around the Chaos Championship, and I don’t think we can see all the moving parts yet.

Lieberjosch: Well let’s kick off the next chapter and go to Mitchel Dennis for the introductions!

Dennis: The following contest is for one fall, and is for the Unified Global Wrestling Coalition Chaos Championship!! Introducing first…





Dennis: The challenger, from Malibu, California, weighing in at 120 pounds, The Bubblegum BOMBSHELL, ROXXXY COTTTTTTTTTTTTTON!!!

As "Paparazzi" by Lady GaGa plays, purple strobe lighting pulsates through the arena. Roxy makes the crowd wait a few eager moments before emerging from behind the entrance curtain, alone.

Taking a second to stand at the top of the entrance ramp, Roxy pulls her Gucci sunglasses down her nose enough to look over them and around at the rowdy crowd. She leans over at the waist with her hand on her hip, exaggeratedly looking from left to right and then back again before standing up straight and strutting toward the ring, blowing kisses to everyone around her along the way.

As she walks toward the ring and the purple strobe lights continue to swirl through the air, fans reach over the barricade attempting to touch her, but she deftly avoids any contact from them and shoots dirty looks at the ones who get closest. Once in the ring, she makes a slow, deliberate show of removing her various jewelry and sunglasses, handing them off the the referee as if she were tossing her keys to a valet driver. Roxy makes her way to her corner,tossing her hair back over her shoulders and soaking in all the flash bulbs popping around her.

Dennis: And her opponent…




Dennis: Your five time Chaos Champion, The Icon of ENTERTAINMENT, TRAVISSSSSSSSSSS PIIIIIIIIIIIIIERCE!!

Pyros explode on the opening rifts of the song, and as the music softens Travis Pierce comes out from backstage and walks to the ring.

Roxy and Travis square off, circling each other quickly. Roxy moves in, but Travis sidesteps, hitting Roxy as she passes with a knee to the back of her thigh. Roxy limps toward the ropes, clutching at the back of her long left leg. Travis follows up with a bulldog onto the ropes, and as Roxy rebounds he grabs her with a neckbreaker.

Covert Jay: Pierce goes for the first cover:





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Roxy kicks out and scoots out of the ring in a hurry. Pierce goes to follow, but as he drops to the floor, he’s met by Roxy with a strappy pump in her hand, which she whips at his face, scoring him across the forehead and drawing blood with the heel.

Covert Jay: I don’t think she wore that to the ring…

Roxy continues whipping at him with the shoe, driving him back as his arms come up to protect his face. Travis hits the steel stairs and trips over them, spilling backwards. Roxy cartwheels over the steps and hits a legdrop on Pierce!

Vinegar: Cotton prides herself on her long legs, and she’s putting them to work tonight!

She’s about to roll him into the ring, but Travis shows some quick thinking by grabbing a handful of her hair, quickly yanking it around the bottom rope, and pulling on it as hard as he can. Roxy’s head snaps to the side, and she screams as Travis cranks on her hair, putting a foot up to her back for leverage.

Lieberjosch: It’s incredible how sick being the Chaos Champion can make someone like Pierce.

Roxy gets a knee up on the apron, and kicks at Travis, eventually kicking herself free. She holds her head tenderly as she kneels on the apron, and Pierce chuckles as he holds up several strands of hair and then brushes them off his hand. He runs at Cotton on the apron, but she sees him coming and grabs the top rope, swings her legs out to catch him around the head, and locks her knees behind him. Pulling on the rope, she brings her knees in, slamming his head into the apron in the process.

Vinegar: The crowd felt that one!

Roxy drops into a hurricanrana that flips Pierce toward the announce tables. She goes to follow up, but Travis rolls under Cottons legs, escaping around to the other side of the ring. Roxy reverses course, but as she rounds the same corner, Pierce is there with a Kendo stick, whipping her right across the stomach with it. Cotton doubles over, and Pierce lays into her back, the crowd counting along with each strike:



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Covert Jay: Roxy goes facedown on the floor after that one, but Travis isn’t finished!

He raises the stick high overhead, and is about to bring it crashing down, but Cotton manages to roll away. Smacking the floor, Travis is shaken a bit by the impact, but Roxy explodes into a spear! Roxy steps over, wincing from the pain in her back and stomach, but she grabs the stick up and steps over Pierce.

Lieberjosch: I think we know what’s coming…

She passes the stick under his chin and applies her patented Camel Toe Clutch!! Pierce struggles as Roxy leans further back. He’s reaching, just about to get his palms on the Kendo stick, when Cotton suddenly stands up, dragging him from under her and to his feet as she chokes him. Travis begins twisting around, getting them both turned around until he can lift his legs up, plant them on the apron, and push back, sending them both crashing through the security barrier and into the timekeeper’s area!

Vinegar: They crash right through Claude’s table!

Broken free, the Chaos Champ snatches the Kendo stick up. He runs back to the ring, leaping on the stairs and turning around. Travis gauges the distance, decides he’s not high enough to make the leap, and continues to climb. He gets all the way up to the top turnbuckle, only to fly off in her direction!

Lieberjosch: Roxy's got the ring bell over her head!!

He whips the Kendo stick down across the crown of her head, breaking it in the process! She survives the attack thanks to her makeshift helmet, and even though she stumbled, she has an intact weapon while The Champ does not! Pierce gets to his feet and darts away to ringside, but, an enraged Roxy comes rushing out from the timekeeper’s area with the ring bell in her hands! Rhombus chases after her, brandishing the bell hammer and yelling at her to bring it back.

Covert Jay: Get out of there, Claude, it’s not worth it!

Travis spins and gets the broken handle of the Kendo stick up, which keeps Roxy from completely knocking his head off when she smacks him right in the face with the ring bell. She’s had enough, and drags him up to the apron once again to roll him into the ring, this time managing to get him in there. She grabs the bell and slides in after him.

Lieberjosch: Cotton on her way to finishing this…

Cotton stumbles over to the corner, setting the ring bell up between the bottom and middle turnbuckle. She returns to drag Pierce to the turnbuckle, setting him up in front the bell.

Vinegar: We’re about to see Pierce get his bell rung with a Kitty Buster!

Roxy runs to the other corner, then rushes back at Pierce, leaping for the move, but Pierce suddenly rolls away, allowing Cotton to hit the move on only the bell!

Covert Jay: Ding!

Cotton falls out of the corner, and Pierce steps over her quickly, kicking the ring bell to the center of the ring! He grabs her up…

Covert Jay: THE BREAKDOWN!! ON THE RING BELL!!





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Dennis: Here is your winner, and STILL UGWC CHAOS CHAMPION, TRAVVVIS PPPPPPPPPPPIERCE!!!!!!

Vinegar: He’s done it! The Icon of Entertainment retains!

Liberjosch: That was a brutal display of everything I hate about this division.

Vinegar: Cotton and Pierce were both creative, but it paid off for Pierce in the end!


Travis Pierce - 7.24

Roxy Cotton - 7.08

[DrunkenBuzzsaw]

Vinegar: "It has been a spectacular night of action so far tonight, and we still have the TLC Fatal Fourway Match to come!"

Lieberjosch: "That TLC Match has been much talked about within the media over the last few weeks, and rightfully so. Both the World and Cross-Hemisphere Championships will be on the line, where the winner will take all!"

Vinegar: "You are exactly right, Hans, but before we get to that match, we will witness a match where the ill-will has been amped up very quickly over the last few weeks."

Covert Jay: "You can say that again."

Lieberjosch: "After a hotly contested feud against Alan Wallace that culminated at Wrestlestock, Eden Morgan quickly found herself under 'The Grim Harvester's' microscope, which isn't a great place to be considering all of the other stuff that is going on in her personal and professional lives."

Covert Jay: "Hotly contested? Fire jokes are not funny, Doc. You're better than that."

Vinegar: "Hans is right though, Jay. Eden has had so much go against her over the last few months, culminating in the relationship between she and Jet Somers finally completely dissolving this week, according to my sources. It makes you wonder where she is at, mentally… and that doesn't include where her head is in having to face the biggest, and meanest, member of our roster here tonight."

Covert Jay: "Yeah, but it isn't like Edie hasn't faced large obstacles before. She's been in the ring with men like Dredd, and men like Zane Scott before he found the path of the righteous."

Lieberjosch: "Valid point, Jay. However, everything seems to be crumbling down around her. And you and I both know that Necron would relish the chance to force Eden Morgan to continue in that downward spiral."

Vinegar: "We all can agree that Eden will need to attempt to forget about everything else that is going on, and focus on Necron, if she wishes to come out victorious here tonight."

Covert Jay: "If anyone can do it, my Edie can."

Lieberjosch: "Well Jay, we are about to find out."

Vinegar: "Mitchell Dennis has made his way into the ring, and is about to make the introductions for this match. Mitchell, take it away!"

Mitchell Dennis: "Ladies and Gentlemen, this next match is scheduled for one fall, and has a thirty-minute time limit! Introducing first…"

Mitchell Dennis: "She stands five-feet three-inches tall, and weighs in at one-hundred nineteen pounds… currently residing in New York City, New York… she is 'The First Lady of UGWC', EDEN MORGAN!!!!!"

The entire arena falls to black as the strumming intro of Marilyn Manson's "Slutgarden" begins. When the bass kicks in, red lights and lasers begin to strobe in time to the music. Eden Morgan's face appears on the GlobalTron, her usual bright red lipstick and dark shades covering her eyes. Her mouth moves with the introductory words.

I pretend that I want you for what is on the inside

But when I get inside I'll just want to get out

I'm your first and last deposit in sickness and in Hell

I'll never promise you a garden, you'll just water me down

The scene changes to Eden speaking to a male figure, laughing and obviously flirting, the man unknown, only shown from the back. When she speaks, it's in time with the words:

I can't believe that you are for real

I don't care as long as you're mine

She looks at the directly at the camera and winks coyly. Once the full force of the song hits, the stage is awash in red lights as Eden moves out from the back with an almost palpable arrogance, clips of her successes in the ring playing out on the GlobalTron, interspersed with clips of her flirting, laughing, blowing kisses at the audience. She smirks at the audience as she makes her way down to the ring, making an obvious show of yawning, miming heartbreak and overly sad faces, faking tears to mock those around her as they rain down harsh boos. Here and there are a few shouts for her, but for the most part- solid hate. Eden enters the ring, holding her arms out as though she were receiving ultimate adoration. She breathes in deeply as though refreshed before turning her attention to the stage as she awaits the arrival of her opponent.

Vinegar: "I will give Eden Morgan credit for one thing. No matter what is going on around her, when she steps through that curtain, she oozes nothing but complete confidence."

Covert Jay: "HUTTAH!"

Mitchell Dennis: "And her opponent…"

Mitchell Dennis: "He stands seven-feet one-inch tall, and weighs in at three-hundred twenty-five pounds… hailing from Steel City, USA… NECRON, THE GRIM HARVESTER!!!!!

The lights flicker out, one by one, and darkness descends upon the arena. A funeral bells tolls, as if from a long distance away, echoing with terrible finality for the dead of Steel City, and the haunting voice of Johnny Cash tells us

"And I heard a Voice in the midst of the Four Beasts and Behold: A Pale Horse! And His Name that sat on Him, was Death; and Hell followed with Him"

The first few sinister strings of "Everything is Temporary" by Those Poor Bastards begins to play as a cold wind blows, as if from the very Night's Plutonian shores. The big screen flashes highlights of Necron nailing his finishers over his string of recent victories, Is transitions to the highlight of his performance in the Massive Melee, where we see Necron flinging everyone in the ring like ragdolls against the steel cage. The video finally fades to the disturbing highlights of his bloody war for the Chaos title at Wrestlestock, where we see his face become a crimson mask, Necron get caught completely ablaze and still fighting,  the horrified look of shock and disbelief on Le Bord Di Dieu's face, and the final image, confident smile of Necron. Out steps the Grim Harvester, to a single bleak spotlight. The voice of Lonesome Wyatt assures us

"Nothing that you do Will be remembered or remarked

You're just a loathsome stranger Clutching, struggling in the dark"

The gaunt grim titan slowly stalks out onto the stage, a lit coffin nail cigarette hanging from his pale cracked lips. He takes a long slow drag, blowing out tarry charnel smelling smoke into the air. He stares out at the crowds, at the viewers watching from at home, with a look of utter and stark contempt. His horrid, disfigured face is seemingly locked in a permanent scowling sneer.

Necron descends to ringside, his baleful glare of contempt falling on everyone and everything his cold dead eyes see. He steps up and over the ropes, sliding out of his coat and hat, before he takes one final drag on his cigarette. Necron flicks the smoldering coffin nail down to the mat. He looks up, eyes full of unspeakable hatred, and slowly points with one long bony finger out at the rest of the world. From his mouth of rotten and crooked teeth, he mouths the word "You", with all the venom and vehemence of the foulest curse. Necron then points down to the cigarette, and with sudden terrifying fierceness, savagely stomps down on it, snuffing it out with his boot.

Vinegar: "No matter how many times I witness this entrance, it never ceases to send shivers down my spine. Very haunting."

Covert Jay: "That's because he's a freak."

Lieberjosch: "You should go tell him how you feel, Jay, and see what he thinks about it."

Covert Jay: "I would, but the match is about to start. I have a job to do."

Vinegar: "When have you ever been concerned about doing your job?"

Covert Jay: "Shut up, Nick."

Lieberjosch: "Mitchell Dennis has exited the ring, and Brian Chartreuse is calling for the bell."

Covert Jay: "Ring the shit out of that bell, Claude!"

Vinegar: "And this match is officially underway!"

Lieberjosch: "Necron stands in the center of the ring, just staring at Eden Morgan. And from where I'm sitting, the look of confidence doesn't seem to have left the face of Eden Morgan, even as she looks across at the monster before her."

Vinegar: "Eden cautiously making her way towards, Necron not moving a muscle as she nears him."

Covert Jay: "Edie just snap off a quick kick that Necron never saw coming."

Vinegar: "In fairness, it doesn't seem as if he felt it, either. If he did, it didn't faze him."

Lieberjosch: "Three more quick kicks from Morgan, and then she quickly hops back out of his reach. Necron looking down at that leg that absorbed the blows, and then back across at Eden. And he smiles."

Covert Jay: "I don't think this guy has been to a dentist in at least the last millennia. He should probably go see one, because that shit is disgusting."

Vinegar: "The look of determination is growing on the face of Eden, and she quickly moves back within striking distance again, connecting with two more quick kicks."

Lieberjosch: "Necron looking for a lariat attempt, but Morgan ducks under it, and heads towards the ropes."

Vinegar: "Bounding off, Eden connects with a dropkick to the front of Necron's knee just as he is turning around."

Covert Jay: "That looks like it caught him off guard."

Vinegar: "Eden quickly back to her feet, using her speed and agility to not only keep Necron off balance, but also to keep herself out of his grasp."

Lieberjosch: "Morgan continue to work on the legs of Necron, each one that connects echoing through the arena."

Vinegar: "Yes, but Necron is simply absorbing them. Even when it looks like his leg is about to buckle from the force that she is connecting with, he merely rights himself, and stands his ground."

Covert Jay: "Edie jumps into the air and connects with a stiff forearm, and then immediately back out of striking distance. And I think her blood just ran cold."

Vinegar: "Necron took the shot to the jaw, and just smiled back at her again. Only this time he slowly pointed his finger at her while he did so."

Lieberjosch: "Eden Morgan looking to focus on that leg again, but Necron just hit her with a kneelift that brought her feet completely off the ground. And she falls to the mat, gasping for air."

Vinegar: "For as defiant as her demeanor was at the start of this match, I think it's safe to say that those ribs of hers are nowhere close to one-hundred percent, Hans."

Covert Jay: "Screw this. Get out of there, Edie. It's not worth it."

Lieberjosch: "Yes, because Eden Morgan has always acted in her own best interests, Jay."

Vinegar: "Necron quickly over to where Edie is, and man, he is scary fast for a man his size."

Lieberjosch: "Jerking Eden off the mat by her hair, he connects with another high knee to the sternum area, and then drives the point of his elbow into the base of her neck."

Vinegar: "Necron lifting her high into the air now, slowly stalking around the ring as he holds her above his head with a body press. And he unceremoniously just dropped her face-first to the mat. And Eden landed hard."

Lieberjosch: "With as high as she was in the air, there is no other way to land but hard, Nicholas. It's a matter of physics… of gravitational force."

Covert Jay: "Necron just walked over Eden, stepping on the middle of her back and standing there for a moment, before that hateful smile appears once again on his stupid face"

Vinegar: "For everything that she has done over the years, how can you possibly still be smitten with her, Jay?"

Covert Jay: "Duh, she's hot."

Lieberjosch: "Yes, because that's a good reason."

Covert Jay: "Thanks, Doc."

Vinegar: "Necron yanking Eden back to her feet now, shoving her towards the ropes. Eden bounces off, and is lifted high into the air…"

Lieberjosch: "And she is slammed thunderously into the mat with a vicious spinebuster, and I think the back of her head took the brunt of that move. That did not look good."

Vinegar: "Necron slowly falls to his knees and makes the cover."

ONE!!!!!




TWO!!!!!




THR-KICK OUT!!!!!




Vinegar: "Morgan kicks out, even though every part of me thinks she should have just the loss. Live to fight another day, because this has the very real possibility of only getting worse."

Covert Jay: "If any member of our roster has the ability to fight through insurmountable obstacles, it's Edie, Nick. How many times has she done it before?"

Lieberjosch: "How many times did she have to be subjected to Steel City beforehand, Jay?"

Covert Jay: "Sigh."

Vinegar: "Necron back to his feet now, as Eden has rolled over onto her stomach and is attempting to crawl towards the ropes."

Lieberjosch: "Stomp to the back of Eden's head, and now Necron has grabbed her by the ankle, and has applied an ankle lock."

Vinegar: "And he just stood straight up… he has Eden trapped in that ankle lock, and she's completely off the mat, dangling in mid-air."

Lieberjosch: "I'm not a gambling man-"

Covert Jay: "HA!"

Lieberjosch: "But I would be willing to bet that is putting even more pressure on her ankle."

Vinegar: "That might be a bet you would actually win, Hans."

Covert Jay: "Nice one, Nicky."

Lieberjosch: "Shut up. Both of you."

Vinegar: "Eden attempting to push herself up on the knee of Necron, attempting to try and take some of that pressure off of her ankle. Not sure how much it's helping though."

Covert Jay: "So much pain on her face right now, I can barely watch."

Lieberjosch: "Like you haven't watched her be man-handled in different ways over the years."

Covert Jay: "I have no idea what you're talking about."

Vinegar: "Necron releases the hold, allowing Eden to simply fall to the mat."

Lieberjosch: "It looks as if she attempted to tuck her shoulder, in an attempt to land on her back, but again the back of her head took the brunt of the fall."

Vinegar: "Chartreuse is down checking on her now, obviously worried that any punishment taken to the head area could lead to a concussion."

Lieberjosch: "And if he feels as if her health is in jeopardy, it will be his duty to call this match, for her own safety."

Covert Jay: "Eden will never allow that."

Vinegar: "She wouldn't have a choice, Jay."

Lieberjosch: "Eden up to her hands and knees, again trying to crawl towards the ropes. Necron slowly walking over to the side of her, measuring her."

Vinegar: "Punt kick from Necron, and it knocks Eden through the bottom and middle ropes, and she lands on the floor hard."

Covert Jay: "Ok, maybe now is a good time for her to just lay there and relax, because it probably isn't worth it."

Vinegar: "It doesn't appear as if Necron has any plans on allowing that to happen, Jay."

Lieberjosch: "'The Grim Harvester' steps over the top rope and out to the apron, slowly making his way down the steps, as Eden lays motionlessly on the floor."

Covert Jay: "Wake up, Edie!"

Vinegar: "Chartreuse beginning the count, as Necron stops as he gets to Eden's body."




ONE!!!!!




Lieberjosch: "Necron pulling Eden back to her feet down, wrapping his massive hand around her throat, as he leans down and glares into her face."

Vinegar: "Ill intentions are in his eyes, Hans."




TWO!!!!!




Lieberjosch: "He lifts her high into the air and brings her crashing back to the floor with a massive chokeslam. And again, her upper shoulders, base of her neck, and back of her head take the brunt of the damage. Chartreuse needs to monitor this situation very closely."




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Covert Jay: "On the plus side, if she doesn't remember her past, do you think I'd have a better shot at getting her to go out with me?"

Lieberjosch: "No."

Vinegar: "No."

Covert Jay: "Screw you guys."




FOUR!!!!!




Vinegar: "Necron pulls Eden back to her feet again, connecting with a clubbing blow to the back of her neck, but he keeps his grasp on her hair, not allowing her to fall back to the floor."




FIVE!!!!!




Lieberjosch: "Vicious knee strikes to the head and face of Eden Morgan, this behemoth of a man is like a man possessed right now. And Eden looks like little more than a rag doll."




SIX!!!!!




Vinegar: "Necron lifting Eden high overhead again, and he just tossed her over the top rope, and back into the ring."

Lieberjosch: "And unfortunately for Eden, Necron is making his way back into the ring as well."

Covert Jay: "The bastard has made his point. What more does he want?"

Vinegar: "It's Necron, Jay. He probably wants her soul."

Lieberjosch: "I wonder how he deals with disappointment? Because I'm not sure that she has one."

Vinegar: "Necron bringing her back to her feet now, goozling her around the throat again. And he just lifted her into the air and through her across the ring."

Lieberjosch: "She collided with the corner turnbuckle at a high velocity, and her head snapped back upon contact. She's slumped in the corner now, as Brian Chartreuse is checking on her."

Vinegar: "Brian looks to be telling her that he is going to call the match, but Eden somehow manages to croak out the word 'no', and I question why."

Lieberjosch: "Nobody has ever questioned her resolve, but right now, I question her intelligence."

Covert Jay: "Oh yeah? Well I question your… stupid hair!"

Lieberjosch: "I'm sorry, what?"

Covert Jay: "Just shut up!"

Vinegar: "Necron has made his way over to her again, but Chartreuse is admonishing him to stay back, as Eden has somehow made it to her hands and knees."

Covert Jay: "What's she doing?"

Lieberjosch: "Eden appears to be messing with the bottom turnbuckle cover as Chartreuse does his best to keep Necron from continuing his onslaught."

Vinegar: "I don't think threats from the official have any bearing on what Necron does here tonight."

Covert Jay: "The cover is off, and that bottom turnbuckle is now exposed. I'm just not sure why."

Vinegar: "Chartreuse back to checking on Morgan now, who has somehow managed to get back to her feet, using the corner to hold herself up."

Lieberjosch: "Chartreuse once again checking to see if she can continue, but obviously she is going to say yes. Just make the call, Brian! Do your job!"

Covert Jay: "Edie is emphatically telling him that she can continue, and it looks like Chartreuse is going to allow it."

Lieberjosch: "He is a stupid, stupid man. This type of shit wouldn't be happening if I were still the Creative Director. I can tell you that much!"

Vinegar: "Running avalanche from 'The Grim Harvester' completely engulfs Eden Morgan in the corner, and now he grabs Eden by the arm and pulls her towards him."

Lieberjosch: "Short-armed lariat from Necron, and now Eden Morgan finds herself lifted high in the air once again."

Vinegar: "The Reaper! And Necron drops to make the cover. This one is over, folks!"




ONE!!!!!




TWO!!!!!




THREE-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!




Vinegar: "I… how?!"

Lieberjosch: "Eden Morgan has more balls than brains."

Covert Jay: "Yeah, uhh, she's all woman, Doc."

Lieberjosch: "Precisely."

Vinegar: "Eden somehow managed to drape her foot over the bottom rope at the last possible second, and impossibly, this match continues."

Lieberjosch: "Eden Morgan should have her head examined, and I mean that in the most literal sense right now. Each and every high-impact move has been focused on her head and neck, and with Necron delivering them, they're even worse. This is bad, Nicholas."

Vinegar: "I'm not well-versed on the emotions of a mad-man, but Necron almost looks impressed right now."

Lieberjosch: "Likely because it allows him to inflict more punishment, Nicholas. He likely gets off on it."

Covert Jay: "Eww."

Vinegar: "Necron rising to his feet, taking a few steps back, as Eden is somehow again attempting to get to her feet. She has no quit in her."

Lieberjosch: "No intelligence, either."

Vinegar: "Chartreuse checking on her again as she pulls herself up using the top rope, falling into the corner, and hooking her arms under the top rope to help keep her upright."

Lieberjosch: "Eden pushing herself out of the corner now, barely able to stand, as she stumbles towards Necron."

Vinegar: "He just motioned for Necron to bring it on. Oh dear Lord…"

Covert Jay: "Even I don't know if that was the best thing to do…"

Lieberjosch: "Necron takes off running towards her, possibly looking for another avalanche."

Vinegar: "Eden side-steps at the last moment, and sends Necron down with a drop-toe-hold."

Covert Jay: "And his face crashed into that exposed turnbuckle. She's a genius!"

Lieberjosch: "I have to admit, it now makes sense. The question I have is, with all of the damage that Necron has inflicted upon her, is this just delaying the inevitable?"

Vinegar: "Necron pushing himself up to his hands and knees, shaking loose the cobwebs, as Eden unsteadily gets back to her feet."

Covert Jay: "Stepping over Necron, she climbs up to the middle rope, keeping a hold of the top rope as she bounces into the air, and she connects with a double stomp to the back of Necron's head that drives his face into that exposed turnbuckle again!"

Vinegar: "Eden holding the back of her head, as she watches Necron slowly get back to his hands and knees, and then begins making his way back to his feet. What is she going to have to do to keep this man down?"

Lieberjosch: "Pray."

Covert Jay: "I'm praying enough for the both of us."

Vinegar: "Eden ducks under a clothesline attempt, and uses the ropes to springboard backwards… and she just sent Necron back to the mat with Beautiful Disaster. And she makes the cover!"




ONE!!!!!




KICK OUT!!!!!




Covert Jay: "Holy shit, he just kicked out with authority!"

Lieberjosch: "Eden Morgan is currently surviving on instinct alone, and I don't think it's going to be enough."

Vinegar: "Necron up to his knees, and Morgan connects with The Hard Way, and makes another cover!"




ONE!!!!!




T-KICK OUT!!!!!




Vinegar: "Eden is throwing everything she can at this monster, but so far has been unable to keep him down."

Lieberjosch: "I question how she's doing it at all. With all of the punishment she's taken in this match, she has to be suffering from a concussion. At minimum. So how is she doing this?"

Covert Jay: "It's Edie, Doc. No other explanation is needed."

Vinegar: "Necron back up to his knees… Fall of Eden!"

Covert Jay: "Holy shit!"

Lieberjosch: "But she isn't going for the cover…"

Vinegar: "Apparently she wants to be sure he doesn't get up this time?"

Covert Jay: "Edie pulling Necron back up to his knees, and she hits a second Fall of Eden!"

Vinegar: "But she still doesn't look to be finished. She's dragging him back up to his knees again… a THIRD Fall of Eden! And now she makes the cover!"




ONE!!!!!




TWO!!!!!




THREE!!!!!KICK OUT!!!!!




Vinegar: "Did she get him?"

Lieberjosch: "No way, I think Necron managed to kick out. And I'm officially petrified."

Covert Jay: "No, she got him. She had to!"

Vinegar: "Brian Chartreuse has leaned through the ropes and is conversing with Mitchell Dennis as we speak. And Necron is already back up to his knees, glaring at Eden Morgan, who has pushed herself back into the corner, still holding the back of her head."

Covert Jay: "Chartreuse is calling for the bell! She did it!"

Mitchell Dennis: "Ladies and Gentlemen, per the official for this match Brian Chartreuse, the kick out by Necron came after Brian's hand slapped the mat for the third time. The winner of this match… EEEEEEEDEEEENNNNNNNN MOOOOORRGAAAANNNNN!!!!!!!!!!"

Vinegar: "Somehow, some way… even after all of the punishment that she took during this match, Eden Morgan somehow finds a way to defeat Necron at Day of Reckoning!"

Lieberjosch: "And 'The Grim Harvester' is not happy…"

Vinegar: "Necron just chased Chartreuse out of the ring, and now he's turning his attention back to Eden Morgan."

Covert Jay: "Edie! Run!"

Lieberjosch: "Eden attempting to fling herself through the ropes, but Necron is simply too quick for her. He's grabbed a hold of her hair and ripped her to her feet."

Vinegar: "Double-armed DDT, causing even more damage to the head and neck of Eden Morgan. And he doesn't look to be done."

Lieberjosch: "He's dragged her back to her feet, and is saying something to her. Applying a front facelock, he lifts her into the air…"

Vinegar: "Judgement Day! And the crowd is dead silent right now, as Necron slowly makes his way back to his feet."

Covert Jay: "He's pulled his pack of Coffin Nail cigarettes from is pocket, lighting one and inhaling deeply. The crowd is now booing the absolute hell out of him, and his response is to simply smile, as he exhales the smoke through his nostrils."

Vinegar: "Necron takes one more drag from his smoke, before dropping it to the mat beside of the head of Eden Morgan."

Lieberjosch: "He stomps the cigarette, his coming precariously close to the head and face of Eden Morgan, snuffing it out, before turning and heading towards the ropes."

Vinegar: "Chartreuse is back in the ring now to check on Eden, as Necron steps over the top rope, and hops out to the floor. He might be standing tall right now, but he found himself on the losing end here tonight."

Lieberjosch: "Which is ironic, since Eden Morgan looks like anything but a winner right now."

Vinegar: "Up next is the TLC Fatal Fourway between Lucy Wylde, Maggie Lockheart, Alan Wallace, and Zane Scott!"

Lieberjosch: "And the winner will be crowned the UGWC World and UGWC Cross-Hemisphere Champions!"

Covert Jay: "But the important thing right now is the health of Edie, guys!"

Lieberjosch: "Matter of opinion, Jay."

Vinegar: "Our Main Event is up is NEXT!"


Eden Morgan - 7.26
Necron - 7.14

[DrunkenBuzzsaw]

Vinegar: What an incredible night it has been here in St. Paul at Day of Reckoning, and our main event is still to come!

Lieberjosch: A Tables, Ladders, and Chairs Match, with both the World and Cross-Hemisphere Championships up for grabs!

Covert Jay: OH MY!

The lone guitar chord begins to reverberate through the dark arena. It's quickly joined by the drums, at which point white a silver strobe lights begin to alight the stage.

Nasty, nasty
Triple X rated

A loud tone that resembles a siren begins to scream through the arena, at which point the arena goes dark again.

Nasty, nasty
Justice, a waste-pit

The silver lights come back on, focused on Zane Scott, who stands on the stage. He looks out over the arena with a smile on his face and then focuses on the ring. The spotlights resume flashing around the stage as Zane looks at the ring.

Nasty, nasty
Deeper in the dirt
Nasty, nasty
Making bodies hurt

He raises the renamed "Lord of Pain-Thriller" overhead with his left hand and holds it there for a few seconds

Deep down!
Deep down!
Deeper down!

Zane lowers the chair and begins to walk to the ring. The lyrics continue to blare through the arena as he walks to the ring. Once he reaches the bottom of the ramp he slides the "Lord of Pain-Thriller" into the ring in the near corner then grabs the top rope and pulls himself up onto the apron with it. He waits on the apron for a few seconds, wipes his feet and then steps through the ropes and into the ring. He walks over to the corner, picks up the "Lord of Pain-Thriller" and ascends the near turnbuckle. He holds the chair up over his head for a few moments as his music continues to blare. After he drops from the turnbuckle, he walks to center ring and raises the "Lord of Pain-Thriller" overhead again before he allows the referee to check him for foreign objects. Once the referee is finished, the strobes stop, the lights go back up and Zane walks back to his corner and places his favored weapon in it, after which he turns around and stands with his arms folded in his corner to await the introductions.

Dennis; The following contest is a Table, Ladders, and Chairs Match! Introducing first, weighing in at 255 pounds, from Poughkeepsie, New York, the Paradox, ZAAANNEEE SCCOOTTTTT!!!!

Vinegar: Two titles on the line, a potential for one person to come away with both, but earlier this year Zane Scott was a triple champion. Can he repeat that accomplishment tonight?

Covert Jay: No, he can only get two.

The lights go out, and stay out for a few seconds, before a lone spotlight begins to shine down upon the stage. As the music first starts out, fireworks go off around the area that the spotlight showcases. Up through the flooring of the stage rises 'Vain' Alan Wallace - a buxom blonde standing to his left, and a georgous brunette standing to his right. As the lift that they are being raised by comes to a stop, the two women drop to their knees and turn towards him, running their hands down his chest and abs, before giving each other a kiss. Vain tosses the hood of his robe back, revealing that beautiful money maker of his, and then throws his arms up in the air as he begins walking towards the ring, and his two harlots make their way backstage. Upon entering the ring, he spins around in a circle with his arms raised high, basking in the reaction of the people. He then prepares for the task in front of him, as his music begins to fade out.

Dennis: Introducing next, weighing in at 230 pounds, from Miami, Florida, the Vain One, the Money Maker, the Weapon of Mass Seduction, the Prognosticator of the Bro Hug, the Once and Future Blessed One Yahtzee Invitational King, the...hell with this. ALLLANNN WALLLLAACCCEEEEE!!!!

Vinegar: It has been over two and a half years since Alan Wallace was the World Heavyweight Champion, over twenty months since he has even competed for it, is this the night that he wins the World Heavyweight Title for the third time?

Lieberjosch: He’s got a twenty-five percent chance, but there are two titles, so that’s fifty percent of twelve and a half percent.

The deep heartbeat bass of Taylor Swift’s “Look What You Made Me Do” drops over the arena’s public announce speakers as the artist Magdalena Lockheart emerges from behind the curtain. Magdalena steps out into the center of an emerald spotlight wearing a long black dress. For a moment she stands at the top of the stage and applies a dark cherry lipstick to her lips with the aid of a pocket mirror. The ramp in front of her lights up like a model’s runway. Lockheart struts down the ramp as if she’s modeling the dress, pausing briefly at the bottom to pose while flashbulbs go off all around her.

Dennis: Next, she is the reigning AND defending Cross-Hemisphere Champion, standing at five feet three inches tall, and weighing in at one-hundred and eleven pounds; from Inwood, New York - She is the FUTURE, the Artist known as MAGDALENA LOCKHEART!!!

Lockheart walks around the ring towards the camera side, 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.

But I got smarter, I got harder, In the knick of time.

And me I rose up from the dead I do it all the time.

I got a list of names, yours is in red underlined

I check it once, then I check it twice- Ooh!

Lockheart grabs her dress with both hands and on beat with the song, she rips the dress down the center! Another green spotlight shines straight down on her as glittering, sparkling confetti rains down from the ceiling onto the crowd. Flashes go off from all of the hungry cell phone cameras in attendance as Lockheart sheds the rest of her dress and reveals her slim waistline beneath. Lockheart pauses for a few moments to allow the crowd to snap more photographs before entering the ring.

Vinegar: It has been a difficult couple months for Maggie Lockheart, but her performance in the ring has not suffered, she has been a dominant force as the Cross-Hemisphere Champion.

Lieberjosch: But she is in a unique situation tonight, there are two titles hanging above the ring, if she has the opportunity to only grab one, does she try to retain, or does she go for the World Title?

Covert Jay: I think for Maggie Lockheart, as the defending champion, the Cross-Hemisphere Title IS the premiere championship. She is going to stop at nothing to retain here tonight.

Dennis: And finally, she is the reigning AND defending World Champion, weighing in at 120 pounds, from Baltimore, Maryland, LUCCCYYYYYY WYYYLLLDDDEEEE!!!!

Vinegar: The reign of Lucy Wylde as the World Champion stands at 112 days and counting, the eighth longest reign in history to date, and the list of people she has already defeated with the title on the line is impressive.

Lieberjosch: She defeated Phrixus Deimos, Jet Somers, and Zane Scott in a brutal Chain Match to win the title at No Holds Barred, and defeated Gabriel Baal, last year’s Entertainment Professional of the Year, to retain the title at the Massive Melee.

Covert Jay: And defeated this year’s Massive Melee winner at WrestleStock when she retained against Kem Dynamo last month.

Vinegar: Still, this is the greatest challenge that Lucy Wylde has faced yet, as our main event is ready to begin!

DING DING!

Vinegar: This TLC match officially under way, and Scott immediately turns and boots Wylde, and she tumbles out through the ropes with Scott in pursuit.

Lieberjosch: It leaves Vain and Maggie in the ring, Vain tries to take advantage of Maggie momentarily being distracted by Lucy tumbling out of the ring, but her attention snaps back in time to send him sprawling with an arm drag that sends him into the corner, and she follows up with a knee strike.

Covert Jay: Maggie stomps Vain down in the corner, caps it off with a hammerdrop elbow. She runs and baseball slides through the ropes into a dropkick to Zane’s back, his momentum forward causes him to collide with Lucy!

Vinegar: Lockheart appears to hesitate a moment, but she picks up a ladder and brings it into the ring, setting it up and beginning the climb, looking to end this quickly.

Lieberjosch: It’s smart if you pick a good spot to try, these matches can take years off the career, but picking the wrong time is one of the things that causes that.

Vinegar: This might well be the wrong time, as Lockheart nears the titles, but Wallace is back on his feet, and he tips the ladder over, sending Lockheart tumbling over the ropes onto both Wylde and Scott!

Covert Jay: And what a ninjastic display, as Maggie takes out both Lucy and Zane as they were getting up, and she manages to land safely on her own feet!

Vinegar: Wallace has picked up the ladder as Lockheart slides back into the ring, but Wallace callously flings the ladder at her.

Lieberjosch: Vain sets the ladder up in the corner, goes to whip Maggie into it, but she reverses it and runs Vain into the ladder!

Vinegar: Wallace stumbles back away from the ladder, and Lockheart slides into a sweeping calf kick.

Covert Jay: Meteorkick!

Vinegar: Lockheart bringing a second ladder into the ring, she sets it up and begins to climb but Scott is in the ring and has her by the leg.

Lieberjosch: Maggie turns and jumps off the ladder at him, but Zane catches her, turns and powerbombs her into the ladder in the corner!

Vinegar: Lockheart rolls under the bottom rope and spills to ringside, Wallace is out there as well. Scott turns around into a spinning heel kick from Wylde.

Covert Jay: Lucy folds up the ladder and turns back to Zane, but he kicks the ladder back into her face.

Lieberjosch: Zane takes the ladder and tosses it to ringside onto Vain and Maggie.

Vinegar: Scott turns his attention back to Wylde, sets up the Purge.

Covert Jay: But she twists out of it and counters into a DDT!

Lieberjosch: Lucy picks up the ladder and nails Zane in the head with it, some payback for a moment ago there.

Vinegar: Wylde sets up the ladder, steadying it under the titles, starts to climb until she notices that Zane Scott is already stirring again.

Lieberjosch: Lucy drops off the ladder, folding it up and dropping it on the mat, and she comes off the ropes and hits a running dropkick on the ladder, driving it right into Zane’s face!

Vinegar: Scott tumbles out of the ring, the ladder’s momentum takes it out as well, and Wylde rolls out after them.

Covert Jay: Lucy setting up a table at ringside, brings Zane to it, but Zane fights back with a right hand.

Lieberjosch: Zane grabs Lucy and slams her face off of our table right in front of us, pivots and hurls Lucy over the barricade into the crowd!

Vinegar: Wallace runs right into a boot from Scott, Lockheart gets lifted right into a press, LOOK OUT!

Lieberjosch: GAH!

Covert Jay: Maggie just got dropped onto table scattering the three of us, Hans is actually trapped underneath her, but no worries as my Ninja Redtooth will enable me to continue calling the action, as Zane has turned his attention back to the table that Lucy set up a minute ago, he goes to adjust it but inadvertently rips a leg off it, and the Zane is displeased for a moment before shrugging it off and using the table leg to beat Vain like he stole something.

Vinegar: I think we’re okay. Are you okay, Hans?

Lieberjosch: Thank Hastings it wasn’t Kem.

Vinegar: That is a terrible comment and you should be ashamed, as Zane Scott is setting up the three legged table in front of ours now, I’m not sure what we’ve done to deserve this.

Lieberjosch: I’m sure it’s your fault.

Covert Jay: Zane tossed the table leg aside, I’m quite sure we could have duct taped it.

Vinegar: Scott has Lockheart by the throat, leans down and picks up Wallace by the throat with his other hand, right in front of us, this isn’t going to end-WHOA!

Covert Jay: Lucy Wylde just jumped out of the crowd from behind us onto our table, and she leaps off it and speared Zane to the ground!

Lieberjosch: Vain and Maggie to their feet, and together with Lucy we’ve got a gangland style beat down on Zane.

Vinegar: Wallace picks up the broken table leg, now beating Scott with it and looking a bit amused with himself as Lockheart and Wylde exchange a glance, and the women grab Wallace from behind and hurl him into the barricade!

Lieberjosch: Lucy and Maggie set Zane up on a table at ringside, Lucy takes a ladder into a ring and sets it up next to the ropes, she isn’t going to be able to reach the titles from that.

Vinegar: She isn’t trying to, Lockheart holding Scott in place on the table as Wylde is climbing, looking back at Scott, don’t do this!

Covert Jay: CALAMITY FROM THE SKIES!!!

Vinegar: The double rotation moonsault, off the ladder in the ring and through Zane Scott and the table at ringside!

Lieberjosch: Maggie was holding Zane in place, she just barely got out of the way in time, and now Maggie rolls into the ring and moves the ladder underneath the titles, and she begins to climb.

Vinegar: Wallace slides into the ring with a steel chair, and he smacks Lockheart in the back with it, and she falls off the ladder to the mat.

Lieberjosch: Vain starting the climbs, halfway up the ladder, he sees Maggie is stirring and reaching for the chair that he just dropped, and Vain drops off the ladder and steps on the chair.

Vinegar: Lockheart looks up at him, but Wallace swiftly kicks her in the face, and now he takes the chair and wedges it in a corner between the middle and top turnbuckles.

Covert Jay: Vain puts Maggie in the turnbuckle against the chair, backs off and turns away, just as Lucy slides into the ring and charges at him.

Lieberjosch: Vain sidesteps, and Lucy spears Maggie into the chair!

Vinegar: Wallace grabs Wylde from behind, sets up an inverted DDT, but Wylde twists out!

Lieberjosch: WYLDE LIBERATION!!

Vinegar: Wallace down, and now Lucy Wylde begins the climb!

Covert Jay: Lucy scaling the ladder, both titles are just inches away!

Lieberjosch: Zane rolls into the ring, back on his feet, and he pushes the ladder over, Lucy is crotched on the top rope!

Vinegar: Wylde tumbles to the floor as Scott rolls out and pulls Lockheart and Wallace to the floor, stomping away on both of them.

Covert Jay: Zane has a chair, and he smacks Vain with it!

Lieberjosch: Chairshot for Maggie as well!

Vinegar: Zane Scott is now stacking two tables on top of each other at ringside, can’t imagine that ends well.

Lieberjosch: Lucy is back up, Zane spots her and snatches back up his chair, but can’t get it up in time before she delivers a spear!

Vinegar: Wylde leans the chair on the side of Scott’s head as she backs away, no, don’t do this!

Lieberjosch: KEEP YOUR CHIN UP!!!

Vinegar: The steel chair kicked right into Zane Scott’s skull, you could hear the impact!

Covert Jay: Lucy slides into the ring, but Vain has her by the leg and yanks her back out, Lucy face plants at ringside.

Vinegar: Lockheart is in the ring already, setting the ladder back in place, and Wallace grabs her from behind and tosses her over the ropes and out of the ring, now he starts the climb.

Lieberjosch: Vain climbing the ladder, but Lucy is back in, she is climbing up the other side.

Vinegar: Wallace reaching up for the titles, Wylde delivering a shot to the chest, Wallace manages to steady himself retaliate with one of his own.

Covert Jay: Maggie back in the ring with a second ladder, she sets it up next to the first, and Maggie is climbing alongside Vain!

Vinegar: Wylde trying not to fall after a shot from Wallace, Lockheart alongside him, delivers a chop to the chest that he wasn’t ready for, and Wallace falls off the ladder back to the ring!

Lieberjosch: Maggie switches ladders, and she is now face to face with Lucy!

Vinegar: They stare at each other for a moment, both look up at the titles above them, back at each other, AND WALLACE PUSHES THE LADDER OVER AND BOTH TUMBLE TO THE MAT!

Lieberjosch: Vain resets the ladder, quickly climbs to the top, he reaches up for the titles!

Covert Jay: Zane is in the ring and yanks the ladder out from underneath him!

Vinegar: Wallace managed to grab the Cross-Hemisphere Title, he is dangling from it high above the ring!

Lieberjosch: Zane looking up at him, as Vain tries to hold himself, he reaches with one arm for the World Title, but loses his grip and falls!

Covert Jay: MURDEROUS INTENT!!

Vinegar: Scott caught Wallace in mid-air as he was falling with Murderous Intent!

Lieberjosch: Zane picks up one of the ladders and smacks Lucy with it as she is getting up. She tumbles through the ropes to ringside, and Zane throws the ladder over the ropes on top of her.

Covert Jay: But he turns around right into a chair shot from Maggie!

Vinegar: Scott falls through the ropes, Lockheart sets up the remaining ladder and begins to climb!

Lieberjosch: It’s a slow climb, she is exhausted, they all must be at this point, but Maggie Lockheart will stop at nothing to keep her title, she is just moments away from having TWO!

Covert Jay: Vain isn’t dead yet!

Vinegar: Wallace using the ladder to pull himself up, he has Lockheart by the leg, she tries to shake him off, but he yanks her and she lands in front of him, right into a double leg takedown!

Lieberjosch: VANITY AT ITS FINEST!

Vinegar: The submission hold applied by Wallace, he can’t win the match with it, but the damage he is doing can incapacitate Lockheart, which might allow Wallace to get the titles!

Lieberjosch: Vain flings her legs down, falters momentarily to one knee, but he steadies himself and begins the climb.

Covert Jay: The World Title is once again within Vain’s reach, he just has to reach out and take it!

Lieberjosch: Maggie tips the ladder over!

Vinegar: JESUS CHRIST ON A POGO STICK!!!

Lieberjosch: VAIN FELL OFF THE LADDER OVER THE ROPES AND CRASHED THROUGH THE STACKED TABLES AT RINGSIDE!!!

Covert Jay: THAT MAN’S DEAD!

Vinegar: Ringside officials checking on Wallace, as Lockheart sets the ladder back up and starts to climb, but Zane Scott rolls back in.

Lieberjosch: Zane tries to pull Maggie off the ladder, she leaps off it over him onto the ropes, springboarding back towards Zane, but he catches her right into the SPLATTER EFFECT!!!

Vinegar: Scott adjusts the ladder and begins to climb, but Wylde slides into the ring with a second ladder and thrusts it at him, knocking him back to the canvas!

Covert Jay: Lucy throws the ladder aside and it leans against the ropes, as she snatches up a chair and drills Zane in the face with it!

Vinegar: Scott stumbles towards the ropes and tumbles over them, managing to land safely on the apron, looking out at another table that is set up at ringside.

Lieberjosch: Zane turns back towards the ring, JUST AS LUCY SPEARS HIM THROUGH THE ROPES, DRIVING HIM OFF THE APRON AND THROUGH THE TABLE!

Vinegar: Wylde stares down at him for a few moments, catching her breath and using the ropes to steady herself, and she turns her attention back to the ladder.

Lieberjosch: Lucy begins the climb, but Maggie has pulled herself up as well, she is climbing up the other side!

Covert Jay: Here we go again!

Vinegar: Lucy Wylde and Maggie Lockheart each climbing up a side of the ladder, they are staring up at the titles, what is going to happen here?

Lieberjosch: Maybe they’ll just let each other take one.

Covert Jay: VAIN IS NOT DEAD!

Vinegar: Wallace is up on the apron, that ladder is leaning against it, he springboards off the ropes onto the top of the ladder, AND AS IT TILTS OVER HE LEAPS ONTO THE TOP OF THE OTHER LADDER ABOVE THE WOMEN!!!

Lieberjosch: Vain drops off the ladder and pulls both women into a DOUBLE MONEY MAKER!!!

Vinegar: Lockheart and Wylde both roll out of the ring, the crowd can’t believe it, neither can I, Wallace looking up at the titles, he gets to his feet and begins the climb!

Lieberjosch: Zane is stirring on the outside!

Vinegar: Wallace at the top of the ladder!

Lieberjosch: Zane’s trying to get back into the ring! He isn’t going to make it!

Vinegar: WALLACE PULLS DOWN BOTH TITLES!!!!

Dennis: Here is your winner, and the NEW World Heavyweight and Cross-Hemisphere Champion, VAIN ALAN WALLLLLACCCEEEEE!!!!

Vinegar: He did it! I can’t believe he did it!

Lieberjosch: Vain is a double champion!

Vinegar: The Vain Era has begin anew!

Lieberjosch: But that just means he has a target on his back, and everyone will be gunning for him, because the Outlast Tournament is up next!

Covert Jay: Don’t forget to Chill next week!

Vinegar: And we’ll see you for Synergy in two! Good night from St. Paul!


Alan Wallace - 8.24

Zane Scott - 8.07

Lucy Wylde - 7.87

Maggie Lockheart - 7.75

[Lord Hastings]

Credits

#1 Contender to Chaos Title
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Captain's Match
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Cooperative Championship
Steve

#1 Contender to Cross-Hemisphere Title
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Chaos Championship
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Eden vs Necron
Chad

Tables, Ladders, and Chairs
Steve

[Zane]

Congratulations, Chad! While it stings to lose out on at least one championship by such a small margin, I'm happy as hell for ya! You put in so much hard work for UGWC and I know how frustrated you've felt at times. I'm happy to see you be rewarded for all of your hard work. You deserve it, bro!

Congratulations also to all of the other winners. Hopefully you all feel as if we did you justice as match writers. This is the most competitive group of talent we've ever had in UGWC and you'll all a pleasure and a challenge to write for.

[Magdalena Lockheart]

I just want to echo the sentiments said above. Congratulations Chad... you not only won both championships, but you made it look easy! Amazing accomplishment brother. Enjoy it.

Thank you to everyone who puts in all of the hard work for these shows. (Credit to Brit for the amazing match graphics!)

Day of Reckoning was an interesting PPV with a unique twist that I feel has reshaped what Outlast is going to be this year. Thank you for the opportunity to have represented the UGWC as the Cross-Hemisphere Champion in this and in previous events... doing so was a lot of fun. Looking forward to seeing how the landscape of the federation changes now as we head into another big PPV.

[Harvey the Grim]

Fucking fantastic work on this card, seriously. Thank you for everything you guys do. Every match was passionate, intense, and full of consequence. I fucking love that about you guys, you really take the time and effort to go that extra mile. You take our already larger than life characters and you make them into the stuff of legends. Congratulations on your superb victory, Chad. 2 titles in one shot, that's a hell of an accomplishment! Congrats to all the winners of this session, the UGWC landscape's gotten all kinds of shaken up. Speaking of accomplishments, kudos to Eden, Gabrial and Jet for telling one hell of an emotionally charged story on top of the already intense shared story of Eden's rescue. Fine work from all three of you!