Synergy #434 Results - June 10, 2024

[UGWC Staff]

Welcome to GlobalTrollz LIVE Synergy Coverage for June 10th, 2024!

Championship Roll Call:
World Heavyweight Champion: Alan Wallace
- Next Defense: Battleground in the Battleground Match
Cross-Hemisphere Champion: Donovan Hastings
- Next Defense: Battleground vs Sebastian Everett Bryce
Cooperative Champions: Empire of Calamity
- Next Defense: TBD vs TBD
Chaos Champion: Ezra Wolf
- Next Defense:TBD vs TBD
Conquest Champion: Larry Tact
- Next Defense: TONIGHT vs Wrestley McWrestleface

Keys to the Kingdom:
Keeper of the Global Challenge Key: Matt Knox
Keeper of the Battleground Key: TBD on June 17
Keeper of the WrestleStock Key: TBD on July 14
Keeper of the Massive Melee Key: TBD on September 30

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Commentary welcomes us with their usual childish bickering.

Chaos Championship: Larry Tact vs Wrestley McWrestleface

Winner: Larry Tact
Time: 2:02

We go backstage, where Roxy Malone is standing by with Zane Scott.

~Commercial Break~

Singles Match: Travis Pierce v Trent Steel

The bell rings, and Travis Pierce and Trent Steel circle each other. They grapple in the center of the ring, with Pierce quickly transitioning into a side headlock. Steel pushes Pierce off, sending him into the ropes, and floors him with a running shoulder tackle. Steel follows up with a quick suplex.

Pierce recovers swiftly, countering Steel's attempt at another suplex with a sharp tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. He covers Steel, but Steel kicks out at one. Pierce pulls Steel to his feet and nails him with a snap suplex, followed by a quick cover, but Steel kicks out again at two.

Steel counters a follow-up move from Pierce with an Enzugiri that catches Pierce off guard. Steel quickly slaps on a Boston crab. Pierce grimaces in pain but manages to crawl to the ropes, forcing a break. Pierce uses the ropes to pull himself up, only to be met with a powerful dropkick from Steel, who then covers for a near-fall.

Pierce barely kicks out at two and a half. Steel tries to maintain his momentum with a neckbreaker, but Pierce counters with a sudden dragon suplex, bridging into a pin. Steel kicks out just before the three-count.

Both men are back on their feet, trading knife edged chops in the middle of the ring. Pierce gains the upper hand with a swift falling sleeper slam, followed by another cover, but Steel kicks out at two. Pierce climbs to the top rope, looking to deliver The Piercing Blow, but Steel sidesteps, causing Pierce to crash!

When Travis stumbles to his feet, Steel capitalizes with a heartpunch, stunning Pierce. He sets Pierce up and drives him into the mat with a devastating powerbomb, covering for a near-fall as Pierce barely escapes defeat at the last moment.
Steel signals for the end and attempts The Eradication, but Pierce reverses, breaking free and dropping down behind Trent into a quick roll-up for another close two-count. Pierce, feeling the momentum shift, hits a double underhook backbreaker and prepares for The Breakdown.

Out of nowhere, Steel counters, sliding around Pierce and hefting him up. With a jaw-dropping Pittsburgh Nightmare, he leaves Pierce dazed! Steel covers, but Pierce gets a shoulder up at the last possible second!

They’re starting to show signs of exhaustion, but Steel musters the chutzpah to deliver a flying knee to Pierce's face, followed by a neckbreaker. Steel hoists Pierce up, delivering another Eradication! This time he connects! He hooks the leg, and gets the three.

Winner: Trent Steel
Time: 13:35

Suddenly, the arena goes dark! Moments later, a spotlight appears on the ring apron, illuminating a Jolly Chimp slowly banging its cymbals together, creating an eerie and unsettling atmosphere just before we go to commercial.

~Commercial Break~

In the ring, it's time to hear from the World Heavyweight Champion!

~Commercial Break~

Backstage, Director Deimos announces that Larry Tact and Trent Steel have been added to the Battleground Match!

Cross-Hemisphere Division Match: Zane Scott vs Sebastian Everett-Bryce

Commentary reminds us that Zane has laid out a challenge to be added to the Cross-Hemisphere TItle match at Battleground if victorious here, and speculate as to what that would mean for his already advertised role in the Battleground Match itself.

The match starts with both men circling each other, Zane lunging forward with a sudden judo throw, trying to establish dominance early. Sebastian rolls through and gets to his feet quickly. Zane goes for a powerful lariat, but Sebastian ducks, countering with a series of wear-down kicks to Zane’s legs, forcing him to back off slightly. Zane takes control with a brutal overhead release suplex, sending Sebastian crashing into the mat. He follows up with a series of knee strikes to the midsection, each one more vicious than the last.

Sebastian fights back with a well-timed DDT, kipping up to maintain momentum, and transitions into a series of suplexes, showcasing his technical prowess. The crowd pops for his "Conquest" sequence: a German Suplex, roll through, release Turnbuckle German Suplex, and a standing moonsault kick into the corner. Seb drags Zane out of the corner for the cover, but Zane kicks out at two.

Zane catches Sebastian with a cravate neckbreaker, followed by vicious knee strikes to the head, stunning Sebastian. He attempts the "Exiled and Erased", but Sebastian wriggles free at the last moment. Zane gains the upper hand again with the "Murderous Intent" setup, throwing Sebastian into the air and delivering a devastating European Uppercut on the way down, covering for a two count.

As Zane goes for the "Elevator to the Gallows" the crowd buzzes as Donovan Hastings appears at ringside, drawing the attention of both competitors. The distraction allows Sebastian to slip out of Zane’s hold. Zane, enraged, turns his attention back to Sebastian, who is ready with a quick roll-up pin.

Winner: Sebastian Everett-Bryce
Time: 12:49

Hastings is on the microphone, and appears surprised by the result and wishes the infuriated Zane good luck in the Battleground Match. Hastings congratulates Seb on his skills, but says they will be put to the test at Battleground, as the rules across the hemisphere continue and they face off in a Catch as Catch Can Match!

End Show

[UGWC Staff]

He pulls his ring boot up, ensuring it’s snug, but not too tight. He reaches down and adjusts the other one, shifting it slightly. Right as he looks up, Roxy Malone walks in. Zane smiles and gestures her toward a nearby chair. She takes it and smiles, then looks at him gravely.

“Everyone’s wondering why you attacked Tomasso after your match last week.”

Zane smiles tightly, but not irritably or angrily. There’s a slight hint of amusement to it.

“I had two reasons for tightening his loose screws with that chair,” he explains with a smirk.

“And they were,” Roxy asks.

Zane looks at her chastisingly, but his smirk remains. “Now Rox, we both know that starting with 'and' is a bit of a sloppy opening.”

She stares at him flatly, then shrugs and smiles. “I’m sorry,” she replies. “The question that many are asking is why you attacked Tomasso last week.”

He nods, smiling politely. “That’s better,” he replies, perhaps a bit condescendingly, although it’s hard to tell. “The first reason I hit that waste of a roster spot is because he continually dishonors the Cross-Hemisphere Championship, my championship, with his kid’s TV antics.”

“Why does that offend you so much,” she asks.

“I just told you why,” he retorts. “It’s insulting, child’s TV bullshit. It shows he doesn’t respect the championship's lineage and its importance to UGWC. It’s frankly an insult to every single person who’s ever been Cross-Hemisphere Champion.”

She nods and smiles. “Even the ones you don’t like?”

Her tone sounds slightly egging, but Zane’s smile doesn’t falter.

“Yes,” he replies bluntly. “Even the ones I don’t like. They were still Cross-Hemisphere Champions and deserve the respect that comes with that, even if I don’t personally or professionally like them. Before you ask, yes, that includes Donovan, irrespective of the con he’s currently pulling.”

“The ‘con’ he’s pulling,” she presses.

“Yes,” he replies. “Don’t be coy, Roxy. We all know what Donovan is capable of.”

She begins to speak when there’s a knock on the door. They both look up to see a delivery man stands holding a wrapped gift with a card on it. Zane smiles and gestures for the man to enter. He walks up to them and looks at Zane.

“Zane Scott,” he asks.

“The one and only,” Zane replies.

“I have the delivery you paid for,” the man explains. “Do you still want me to deliver it to Sebastian Everett-Bryce?”

Roxy turns, staring at Zane in clear shock. Zane either doesn’t notice or doesn’t care. He looks at the man and nods.

“Yes, please and think you,” he pauses. “I applied your tip to the order.”

“I saw,” the delivery man replies, smiling. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, and thank you.”

The man turns and leaves the room. Zane stands as soon as he does and begins walking from the room. Roxy stands up and calls to him.

“Zane,” she asks. “What was that about?”

Zane waves at her over his shoulder and disappears into the hallway without answering her question. She looks at him.

"I didn't get your second reason," she remarks to an empty room.

[UGWC Staff]

The lights go out, and stay out for a few seconds, before a lone spotlight begins to shine down upon the stage. ‘Ladies and Gentlemen’ by Saliva begins to play through the speakers. 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. As the lift that he is being raised by comes to a stop, Alan opens his suit jacket to show off the World Heavyweight Championship. He unclasps the belt and tosses it over his shoulder. Upon entering the ring, he spins around in a circle with his arms raised high with the championship in hand, basking in the reaction of the people. He then adjusts his suit before asking for a microphone as his music fades.

Alan: And once again on a Monday, I find myself right here…LIVE… in Chicago, Illinois…

Pro wrestling crowds sure do love their cheap pops, and Chicago damn sure is no different. Vain pauses with a smile as he takes in the crowd’s reaction and places the title over his shoulder.

Alan: ...when I should still be in fucking Miami!

The cheers from the sold-out crowd here in UGWC Arena immediately turn to boos, because let’s face it… everyone hates Florida. ‘Mr. Ego’ inhales deeply as he cracks his neck.

Alan: You can boo all you want, but the fact is that this is my week off. I should be spending time with my wife and infant daughter. Instead, I’m relegated to being stuck here with all of you…

More boos. Seriously… who boos a not-quite two-month-old? Fucking Chicago, that’s who. No wonder the Bears suck.

Alan: I guess I only have myself to blame, really. Let’s face it… it should be no surprise that, once again, ‘Mr. Personality’ is making history. I’m sure everyone watching saw the big announcement last week from our esteemed Creative Director. For the first time ever, the World Heavyweight Championship will be defended in the 2024 Battleground Match.

The crowd explodes into raucous cheers during another brief pause.

Vain: You’re welcome, I suppose.

A mixed reaction at this point, mainly because Chad isn’t sure if he wants Alan cheered here, or booed.

Alan: Currently, THREE of my opponents have been announced… with two more being announced later this evening. So far, it’ll be ‘The Vain God’ taking on ‘Calamity’ herself, the ‘Red Eyed Boy Wonder’, and my dear friend, the ‘Personification of Pain’. That’ll be two events in a row that the ‘Intellectual Adonis’ has taken on multiple opponents. And it will be no surprise when, once again, ‘Lord Vain’ proves why he is the greatest UGWC World Heavyweight Champion of all time! I am most definitely up for the challenge, considering that I bested two of my opponents just last week. And one of them has had the unfortunate task of losing to yours truly twice in just a few weeks. I am confid–

Vain is interrupted mid-sentence by ‘California Love’ by A Joker’s Rage blasting through the speakers. He lowers the microphone with a sigh as Ezra Wolf makes his way out onto the stage with the Chaos Championship around his waist. He walks down to the ring with a microphone in hand and hops up onto the apron.

“May I?” he asks, gesturing into the ring. Vain gestures back in a ‘the floor is yours’-type motion and Ezra steps between the ropes. “All due respect, Mr. Wallace, I can’t help but eavesdrop on your conversation with these fine people in Chicago. You’re right, my dude. You did beat me in the last two matches that we squared off in. BUT… both times, you got the three count on somebody besides me.”

The crowd responds with an ‘ohhhh’ as Vain rolls his eyes.

“Look,” Ezra continues, “I know that in the chaos of a multi-man match, you have to take whatever opportunity you can to win. BUT, you took the time at In Your Hands to get out of the ring, grab Larry, roll him in and get the pin on him. You had your pick of the litter, essentially. And you chose Larry, bro. Then last week, we squared off again and you have the choice AGAIN because you’re a kickass fighter. And you choose Luc-”

Vain holds up his hand for a moment, interrupting Ezra in mid-sentence.

Alan: For starters, Ez, I chose Larry at In Your Hands because i wanted to make it perfectly fucking clear to Deimos that Mr .Tact didn’t deserve to even be in that match… and that he sure as hell doesn’t deserve another opportunity any time soon.

Many in the crowd seem to agree with Alan, though some die-hard Tact fans begin directing boos and catcalls at the World Champion. Alan ignores them.

Alan: As for last week… Ms. Wylde has questioned numerous times over the years if she is capable of defeating ‘Yours Truly’. I figured I would just add to that doubt, yet again, so that she can further question why she made the conscious decision to continue aligning herself with Sebastian, when all she had to do was become my bestie.

He smiles at Ezra as he shrugs his shoulders.

Alan: As for you, Mr. Wolf… I assume that you have decided to make your way out here to, once again, mention the fact that you feel a tiebreaker is warranted between the two of us.

The crowd begins a ‘Yes’ chant, but seeing as how Vain’s voice is the only one our World Champion wants to hear at this point, he continues talking over them.

Alan: And if I am being honest, I understand, Ez… because I want that match just as much as you do. Hell, maybe even moreso. Unfortunately, there are two main issues that we find ourselves up against, that seem to be keeping that rubber match from happening. For starters, the obligations that I have as the reigning UGWC World Heavyweight Champion. Secondly, the simple fact that neither one of us makes the matches around here, Ez. You know it, I know it, everyone in the back knows it, and all the idiots in the stands know it. So why don’t you do us both a favor, and stop making it sound like I’m trying to fucking avoid you.

Alan paces a bit, seemingly irritated by the notion of him avoiding Ezra. He stops, then takes a step towards Ezra and looks him directly in the eyes.

Alan: And if we’re going to keep it a buck, Ez… maybe if you had a more consistent record, you’d actually get a one-on-one title shot. Then again, having a one-on-one shot would mean that you’d lose the ability to blame your failures on whoever else is in the ring, wouldn’t it?

Alan smirks as he says the last sentence, his words dripping in venom. Ezra smiles, and then puts his hands up.

“Easy, bro.” Ezra replies with a smirk. “You need to be 100 percent at Battleground. That way when I take the title, you won’t have any excuses. You’ll just have to accept the fact that you’re not as good as you used to be, OLD MAN.”

Alan takes a step forward,closing the gap between the two men as he forces a smile.

Alan: I guess this ‘old man’ is just going to have to remind everyone exactly how dangerous I can be in that Battleground match. And in that process, not only will I successfully retain my UGWC World Heavyweight Championship… but I’ll also join Travis Roberts as being the only three-time Battleground winner in UGWC history.

He takes another step forward, now going nose-to-nose with the reigning UGWC Chaos Champion.

Alan: But please allow me to make something perfectly clear to you, Ez. I am most definitely not your fucking ‘bro’. Sure, there is a measure of respect that the two of us have for one another… but your juvenile antics are starting to wear extremely thin.

Ezra raises his eyebrows, the smile slightly fading from his lips.

Alan: You would be best served to remember who it is that you are standing across from, Mr. Wolf. A modicum of respect or not… don’t take my previous positive remarks concerning you as a sign of weakness, or as a sign of any sort of unwillingness to wipe that smirk off of your fucking face whenever it suits me. The simplest of facts is, I’ve never needed to avoid anyone in that ring, because I’m ‘Vain’ Alan Wallace. I am the single greatest UGWC World Heavyweight Champion that has ever stepped into this goddamn ring. And at Battleground? At Battleground, you and four other people are going to find out first-hand why I’m Alan Wallace, and you’re not.

Vain pushes the microphone into Ezra’s chest with a thud, and it drops to the canvas as Alan walks past Ezra and exits the ring. Ezra turns to face Alan and unclasps the Chaos Title from his waist. Both men hold up their respective championships as the scene fades to an advertisement.