JUNE 23, 2025
HAVANA, CUBA

ESTADIO PANAMERICANO

 

 

Scene opens with static… then cuts to a dim hallway deep within the bowels of the MAWL arena. Rust-stained walls sweat. A lone bulb swings overhead. The camera focuses on Irving Barth, MAWL’s ever-unsettled backstage interviewer. In his hand, a trembling mic. Beside him looms Stitches, the monstrous clown stitched together by madness and muscle. His eyes don’t blink. They burn. His grin doesn’t fade. It stretches.

 

 

Irving (forcing composure): 

Ladies and Gentlemen of MAWL,

This Sunday… It's Elijah vs Stitches in a 2-out-of-3 falls match.

Fall one? Strings of Agony—Stitches’ playground of pain.

Fall two? Papa Boi’s Den—Elijah’s house of horrors.

Fall three? Well… no one knows.

 

Stitches, care to enlighten us?

 

Stitches (Tilting his head to one side, voice eerily calm):

First comes the string… it wraps and it winds,

Around wrists and throats and troubled minds.

Then comes the den… with Daddy’s rage.

Where bones write poems upon the cage.

 

He leans in close to Irving, sniffing him like a dog catching fear.

 

Do you hear it, Irving? The match… it whispers.

Do you know what it said?

 

He growls low, eyes wide with sick joy.

 

If it goes to fall three…

You don’t leave as ‘he’...

 

Irving Barth (gulping)

S-so… so what is the third fall?

 

Stitches (Starts humming a lullaby, then stops dead):

Ask the moon, ask the mask…

Ask the bloodied hourglass.

But I'll give you a clue, dear Elijah…

 

He turns to the camera now, his voice now somewhere between a sermon and a curse.

 

In the final fall…

There are no rules. No ropes. No ring.

Only truth. And truth wears claws.

You call yourself the light? The prophet?

But I;ve met gods in padded cells,

And every one of them screamed my name.

 

Stitches stretches his arms, cracking joints that sound like splintering wood.

 

Fall one, I pull your strings.

Fall two, I burn your church.

Fall three… I peel back your skin.

To see if your faith is stitched in.

 

Irving (Whispers):

W-what happens… if Elijah Wins?

 

Stitches freezes. The clown’s painted grin doesn’t change—but the room gets colder.

 

Stitches(with sudden violent intensity):

HE.

DOESN’T.

 

He slams his head into the concrete wall, blood trickling between the cracks in his makeup. Then he laughs. Low and guttural.

 

Stitches(walking off into darkness, muttering):

Three little falls…

And a soul to claim.

He’ll scream ‘my God!

But I won’t know the name…

 

The camera fades out as Irving stares at the spot where Stitches once stood. The mic slips from his hand. Static returns.

 

 

The camera fades to show the entrance of MAWL. An all-black truck slowly pulls to the front entrance as the back door opens.

Outsteps Physio Joker wearing a black and white suit. Joker wearing shades smiles as he inhales in deeply the air.

 

 

Physio Joker: ‘This war between MAWL and P2G has gotten interesting… so I decided to come here firsthand and see the war up close and personally.

 

Joker closes the door to the black truck as he slowly walks into the arena.

 

Physio Joker: Hm, SM wasn’t lying… this place is a total dump… I mean seriously out of all places he couldn’t go somewhere, that is actually nice?

 

Joker looks annoyed as he shakes his head.

 

Physio Joker: Man, I can’t wait to get back to London…

Now back to important matters at hand…

 

Joker phone buzzes as he fishes inside of his jacket to reach for his phone.

Joker grabs his phone and checks it.

Joker chuckles before putting the phone back inside of his jacket…

 

Physio Joker: Well, looks like tonight will be a very special night for the ages…

 

Joker laughs as he walks into the building…

Joker is stopped by Heloisa Cabral.

 

 

Heloisa Cabral has a microphone in her hand and a camera crew behind her as shes waiting for Joker.

Joker looks at Heloisa and stops.

 

Heloisa Cabral: Hello Joker, would you mind doing a quick interview about why you’re here?

 

Physio Joker: Just hurry it up, I have things to attend to.

 

Heloisa looks at the cameraman and nods signaling for the camera to begin recording.

 

Heloisa Cabral: Ladies and gentlemen we are back, and I have the privilege to be interviewing a P2G legend, a man whose multi time champion Physio Joker.

 

Joker looks at Heloisa and nods. Joker suit is still fresh as he looks around.

 

Heloisa Cabral: So, Joker, what brings you here to MAWL?

 

Joker shrugs his shoulders.

 

Physio Joker: well, my dear friend SM for starters, plus this whole thing between MAWL and P2G I mean let’s be honest how can Elisa bring in all these P2G stars and completely forget about the cash cow of P2G? The man who knows SM from his stint in P2G? How about when he was in Latvia with me? Maybe people think that I’ll betray P2G for SM.

 

Joker stops and thinks for a moment.

 

Physio Joker: that wouldn’t be a bad idea at all… but then ill be like him and backstab where I came from…

 

Joker chuckles.

 

Physio Joker: Then again… we are two peas in a pod… Now I have a question for you Helosia… what the hell with this roster?

 

Joker shakes his head annoyed.

 

Physio Joker: I mean I didn’t believe when SM said this roster was a utter joke but me just being here for the past 5 minutes and I already feel disgusted … and one last thing… Slowmo… when you get done sulking and decide to return phone calls come and see me…

 

Joker fishes out a card and hands it to Heloisa as he chuckles and walks off as the camera fades to black.

 

 

Fireworks go off in Estadio Panamericano as Sweet Lizzy Project "Pirate Radio" plays through the speakers and the crowd goes absolutely bonkers.

 

 

Colin (VO): WELCOME WELCOME WELCOME TO HAVANA, CUBA! THE ENERGY IS SO INTENSE HERE THE WHOLE ISLAND IS SHAKING FROM IT. WELCOME TO WHAT PROMISES TO BE A LANDMARK EVENT, OUR FIRST IN INTERNATIONAL WATERS AND THE BEGINNING OF OUR FIRST EVER WORLD TOUR! WELCOME TO INTERNATIONAL INCIDENT! 

 

 

Colin: I AM Colin McRae and I am joined as always by my amazing co-commentators, Kendra Mavis and Simon Apple. We have a positively bonkers card tonight.

 

 

Kendra: That's right! We are debuting our newest match type, the RBI Match, which makes sense in a place with as rich a baseball history as Cuba. Schmetterling is seeking revenge on Black Saber for the horrors he had been put through and the dragging of his identity. We saw earlier that Path 2 Glory's own Physio Joker has arrived in the building and I'm not quite sure what he has in store, and he's not the only Pathfinder here as Steve Thunder and Daria Donner are here with new allies The Scythe Society which if you've been watching the absolutely fantastic shows over at Path you'll know that allies is a generous term, but they'll be in action tonight. And of course, the very shape of our rosters is in peril as Elisa Mae He foolishly agreed to Alastor's demands that if he wins against her tonight, we're getting a brand split and he's leading the charge. 

 

 

Simon: And we also don't want to bury the lede, which is that Colin thinks I'm amazing. 

 

Colin: Don't cheapen the moment.

 

Kendra: There is so much happening that we're just gonna blow right past that and take in the crowd.

 

The night comes alive in the arena. The Maniacal Action Wrestling League has all of Havana, Cuba, screaming with joy. Parents with their children, passing on that feeling of love for wrestling to the next generation. A few dressed up as their favorite wrestler. Masked, others with painted faces; several are seen with titles bought at the official MAWL store. All are excessively excited after experiencing such thrilling matches.

 

Suddenly, the excitement is interrupted by a power cut in the venue. A gloomy twilight spreads through the stadium; those present take advantage of the situation to pull out their cell phones and illuminate their surroundings with flashlights. They resemble the Zapata Swamp, where fireflies light up the dangers lurking in the night. With that image, a melody begins to play on the speakers:

 

 

A white mist begins to cover the entrance aisle to the ring. And suddenly, the silhouette of a robust wrestler appears, holding an old lantern; one of those kerosene ones. Masked with what appears to be a dried animal skin mask... A lamb, specifically... Along with the music, he abruptly tears off his mask, revealing himself as Gilberto J.

 

 

At the same time, he begins his walk to the ring. He walks heavily, each step slow but deliberate. A smile is visible on his face; like a predator finding its prey. He continues this way until his entrance is complete, entering the ring under the ropes; laughing out loud.

 

Gilberto J: MAWL! —he exclaims in his hoarse, thick voice. His gaze wanders around, observing the attendees with a serious expression— Did you see why idiots shouldn't be left with the job I should have done ALONE —shouting that single word— from the beginning? Last week, the incompetent people I had as partners —he snorts with a mix of anger and frustration—... No, the CLOWNS! I had as partners weren't up to par. They gave away the fight the moment they entered... You'll see... Their time will come to pay homage to The Jungle.

 

He lets out a wide, ear-to-ear smile. Continuing with a somewhat prolonged, macabre laugh. He begins to walk slowly in circles in the middle of the ring; like a shark stalking its prey.

 

Gilberto J: But today... today it's someone else's turn to do it —he smiles again—. The certified astrologer. Will asking the Tarot tell you how this combat will end? —a choked, very sarcastic laugh escapes him— Let me give you a preview...

 

He reaches into his pocket, rummaging inside until he finds what he was looking for. Pulling a card from it.

 

 

Gilberto J: Destiny plays in my favor, complicated friend! HAHAHAHAHAHA! —he laughs mockingly. He spreads his arms wide and exclaims— THE JUNGLE ALWAYS WINS! —then returns to his initial position— And you'll see... tonight you'll understand why it always wins. Prepare to suffer, Jacen. There will be no card on the table or star in the sky that can save you from what awaits you inside this ring... Step number one to demonstrate the power of The Jungle is that title, and I'm going to win it at the cost of the blood of all the participants in this tournament —he says curtly, frowning—. And you will be the first to suffer from it...

 

On the titantron a light flickers and the camera comes into focus on Jacen Tarot sitting in a dim, candlelit room.

 

 

Thick red velvet drapes hang from the walls, and tarot cards are scattered across a wooden table in front of him. Smoke coils in the air. He leans forward slowly, fingers laced, candle light dancing in the reflection of his eyes.

 

Jacen Tarot:

“Gilberto J, I’ve been watching you, my little sheep. In your pasture you call a Jungle. You prance around not knowing a Wolf is among you. You see, I wasn’t born in the light. I wasn’t kissed by it, I wasn’t blessed by it… I was forgotten by it. My cradle was carved from cold stone and shadow. My lullaby was silence, broken only by the whispers crawling in from places no man dares to name. I came from nowhere… and that’s where the monsters grow.”

 

Jacen flips the Moon card at the camera.

 

“They used to say I was strange. Said I talked too much to things that weren’t there. That I saw things no one should. And they were right. Because one night, when the world forgot I existed, I followed a trail of crow feathers to a tent at the edge of nowhere. Inside was a woman with dead eyes and silver on her tongue. She read me like scripture… called me ‘The Vessel.’”

 

Jacen tosses the Judgement card to the side.

 

“She laid the cards out in front of me. The Tower. Death. The Fool. But it was the Hanged Man that called to me… swinging between two worlds. Bound and blessed. She said, ‘You’ll never die, Jacen, but you’ll never live either… You’ll become what they fear… a mirror of their truth.’”

 

Jacen lays out The Tower, Death, and The Fool cards. Then he grabs the Hanged Man and lays it above all of them.

 

“And that’s when I stopped chasing the future… and started rewriting it.”

 

Jacen stabs The Hanged Man card with a knife, pinning it to the table.

 

“The people, the ones in power? They didn’t like that. They don’t like a man who spits in the eye of prophecy. They called me blasphemer, madman, monster… but that wasn’t enough. No, no… they needed a name to burn into my skin.”

 

He leans forward, voice dropping to a whisper.

 

Jacen Tarot:

“So they gave me a name that meant danger to their dogma… They called me The Heretic.”

“You see Gilberto, I don’t follow fate… I bend it. Twist it into shapes it was never meant to take. I am not the hero. I am not the villain. I am the question mark at the end of your prophecy. I am what lurks beneath your jungle. I’m itching Gilberto, I’m itching to come to the surface.”

 

He slowly stands, sliding his leather jacket over his shoulders. His eyes gleam as he removes the knife, picks up the Hanged Man, and slides it into his pocket.

 

Jacen Tarot:

“Now I walk into MAWL not as a wrestler… but as a curse. This place? This temple of flesh and fury? It’s just another story waiting to be rewritten. And whether they cheer me or damn me, it doesn’t matter. The cards have already been drawn…”

“…and your future, just like mine, ends in fire and ash.”

 

He grins wide, baring a crooked smirk that promises destruction.

 

Jacen Tarot:

“I am Jacen Tarot… The Heretic. The man who tore the pages out of destiny and set them ablaze. And MAWL? I didn’t come to fight… I came to bring Revelation.”

 

The screen shuts off along with lights in the arena. When they come back on Jacen Tarot is in the ring with a devilish smile. 

The Crowd lets out an excited cheer

 

Gilberto turns to see what the crowd sees. Jacen Tarot is now in his ring.

 

He steps forward getting nose to nose with Jacen. Both men with unhinged smiles painted across their faces.

 

Colin: And so the stage is set for our first match of our Inferno Tournament, and the first match of the night.

 

 

Ash: The following contest is scheduled from one fall and is a first round match in the Inferno Shot Tournament! From the Jungle, weighing in at 285 pounds, the Jungle King, GILBERTO J!! And his opponent, from Parts Unknown or Undisclosed, weighing in at 245 pounds, JACEN "THE HERETIC" TAROT!!!

 

The bell rings.

 

Kendra: We are OFFICIALLY off and running here at International Incident. 

 

Colin: Jacen is especially off and running and it looks like he's going to try to well I guess we're not going to see what he's going to try to do as Gilberto back body drops NO Jacen lands on his feet, back around, slides under the lariat, one more lap and the flip OH THAT'S A REVELATION NECKBREAKER! JACEN IS LOOKING TO WRAP THIS ONE EARLY! He could take Gilberto out of this tournament right now! Wait...what's he doing? Looks like he's digging into his coat pocket...

 

Simon: This is not the time to be playing Pokey Mans! 

 

Kendra: What exactly do you think Tarot is?

 

Colin: Hey Jacen, Simon wants a reading!

 

Kendra: But to your point Simon, that gave Gilberto enough breathing space to get back on his feet. Jacen runs at him again looking for another one, Gilberto once again tries for a back body drop and Jacen once again lands on his feet, this time spins around and that Double Arm DDT! That's a Devil Drop! Jacen trying to learn from his mistake from last time and cover Gilberto but Gilberto doesn't even stay down for 1. 

 

Simon: Gilberto yanks him into a Ripcord Lariat and now we're seeing some signs of life from the Jungle King. Bridging Jacen with a German Suplex but Jacen rolls out before the count. Both of them to their feet and SLAP by Gilberto. OH, that made Jacen mad and Jacen drives him down with a Russian Leg Sweep! Going for a cover but not even a 1 before the shoulder's up.

 

Colin: I bet Jacen is kicking himself now for not finishing him when he had the chance. Jacen off the ropes and hitting Gilberto with that sick elbow drop. Gilberto to his feet and a snap bodyslam to Jacen to throw off the momentum. Jacen jumps back up and trying to regain and backflips over the head of Gilberto and a Dragon Suplex!! Going for the pin-still can't even get a 1 count. Gilberto powering out of everything.

 

Kendra: Jacen trying now for a snap suplex and hoping to at least get some momentum going. Gilberto with a headbutt cutting off the momentum, and uses the disorientation of Jacen to drive him into the ground with the Factor G!! Double Underhook DDT comes at you in a flash!! Going for the pin now-

 

1!

2!

3!

 

Gilberto J wins by Pinfall!

 

 

Ash: Here is your winner and advancing to the second round, THE JUNGLE KING GILBERTO J!!

 

Simon: It wasn't in the cards for Jacen Tarot.

 

Kendra: And Gilberto J made good on his statement about doing it himself.

 

Colin: And Gilberto takes his seat in the designated dugout that's set up. The superstars were informed just prior to the matches that any brawls would automatically disqualify them and bring in a replacement, so everyone is going to have to sit and simmer while they await their opponents. 

 

 

Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a first round match in the Inferno Shot Tournament!

 

 

The stage erupts in a bright Red Fire show and DX Royal enters from the fog of fireshow. 

 

 

Ash: First! From Delhi, India, weighing 265 pounds, DX Royal!!

 

Kendra: DX holds the rope open for his two lovely companions, I wonder if they'll play a part in what happens going forward.

 

 

Slang Dang walks out of the gate hyping up the crowd, he taps the left wrist with his right hand.

 

 

Ash: And his opponent! From the Dog House, weighing in at 180 pounds, SLANG DANG!

 

When he is done, he points to the ring and smirks, and an “X” pyro explode from turnbuckle to turnbuckle. He walks to the ring clapping the hands to his fans. 

 

Colin: The fans love this man, who was very impressive in his debut.

 

The bell rings.

 

Kendra: Dang explodes out of the gate with a huge German Suplex, rolling DX into a second German Suplex and going for the quick pin, but DX kicks out before a 1 can be had. Dang rolls in the direction of DX, keeping the pressure on and hits a Cutter! DX to his feet but Dang cuts him back down with a back spinning wheel kick!

 

Colin: This is what you gotta do, you gotta keep momentum and propulsion going, you can't give DX that opening to get in there and turn the tide. 

 

Simon: Dang is right there with you Colin as he's not giving DX a chance to get to his feet, Dang blasts him with a Basement Dropkick. DX rolls back, Dang charges and DX slides and evades the Bicycle Kick, gets behind Dang and Full Nelson Suplex! Slang kicks back at DX to get out of a pin predicament and back to his feet. Can't keep this man down! 

 

Colin: Slang ducks the dropsault and BLASTS DX with a lariat! DX quick to his feet, runs backwards and off the ropes, up and a Sunset Flip Bomb to Dang! Dang rolls back and blasts DX with a dropkick that knocks DX over the ropes!

 

Kendra: DX able to catch himself on the apron and guillotines Slang Dang over the ropes, clears the ropes and senton to Slang! DX starting to get a feeling of momentum and follows up with a jumping fist drop. Don't count DX out of this one yet. DX with a Modified Kimura! DXR Clutch!!! Dang trying to get out of this, trying to make it to the ropes, not able to make it happen, DX cranks the hold further!! It's like you said, Colin, you can't give DX that chance to bring it back.

 

Simon: DXR wrenches that Kimura quick and tight!! Dang taps! 

 

DX Royal wins by submission!

 

 

Ash: Here is your winner and advancing to the second round, DX ROYAL!!!

 

Colin: Dang had this match won but DX found an opening. There was nothing ultimately Slang could have done differently, it's just a Dang shame. 

 

Simon: But not Dang's shame. 

 

Colin: Exactly. DX played it smart and traded quantity for quality. He's not unbruised but he is victorious.

 

 

Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a first round match in the Inferno Shot Tournament!

 

 

Start the music and then a light show over the Stadium.

 

In the middle of the Ramp there is a hole, from where Solrac appears on the hydraulic platform, with his back to the Ring and his arms raised, forming an X.

 

 

He appears with stylish jeans full of rips and a very tight classic shirt. His hair is short, but he has a very modern cut.

 

He turns around and synchronizes with the music. He moves his arms from top to bottom, and when he touches the floor, a pyrotechnic show starts to happen.

 

Ash: First! From Aveiro, Portugal, weighing in at 200 pounds, the Olympic Machine, SOLRAC!!

 

The audience gets very excited and sings the song as Solrac heads to the ring.

 

The crowd erupts into cheers as Solrac, clad in his signature ripped jeans and a tight shirt, his modern haircut a stark contrast to the traditional wrestling attire, turns to face the audience. He sweeps his arms downwards in sync with the crescendo of the music, the stadium exploding into pyrotechnics, signaling the arrival of a true champion.

 

Colin: And Solrac is walking into this event not knowing who his opponent is, or what's going to happen next.

 

 

During the radio signal opening the lights go dark and various spotlights beep in and out as if transmitting. When the drums kick in, machine gun fireworks go off in time, Bettie comes to the apron and punches into her hand, causing one more burst.

 

 

Colin: SHE IS HERE! 

 

Ash: And his opponent! From Jasper, Texas, The Broadcast Bettie Jo!

 

She comes out high fiving the fans in the front row. When the song goes into the stomp break, she stops to stomp and headbang in time, with the audience joining in the stomp.

 

Kendra: I'm sure it's purely coincidental that the day that Alastor is fighting Elisa Mae, her niece that if we are being real was scouted by him, shows up.

 

Simon: It wasn't Alastor. It was Raymond Dio.

 

Colin: Dude. Look at that name.

 

Simon: Raymond Dio. Ray Dio. Ray...Dio... Ohhh.

 

Kendra: And we're going to overlook that Solrac is going to fight a 16 year old. Okay. 

 

Simon: No, I mean that's weird for sure. 

 

The bell rings. 

 

Colin: Bettie Jo comes in strong with a huracanrana! Continuing off the ropes and an Asai Moonsault! Taking into a pin attempt-

 

1!

2!
3!

 

Broadcast Bettie Jo wins by Pinfall!

 

 

Ash: Here is your winner! The Broadcast Bettie Jo!!

 

Colin: WHAT!

 

Simon: I mean, I get the predicament Solrac was in, there was no winning and he took the noble way by doing nothing.

 

Kendra: The look on Solrac's face tells a different story. One who just wasn't prepared for this. 

 

Colin: I'll tell you something. Bettie Jo carries herself in the ring in a way that you wouldn't even know her age. She offers a handshake to Solrac, and he's clearly stunned but accepts. 

 

Simon: Whoever fights her next certainly isn't going to make the same mistake, but Bettie Jo moves on.

 

Colin: And we've received word that 50 Cent, Diddy, and Jay Z have been let go. We don't know exactly what happened, but now to find out who will be filling their spots in this tournament.

 

 

Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a first round match in the Inferno Shot Tournament!

 

 

The lights go polka dot as Capybara pops up and down from each dot, waving to the fans who are despite themselves excited. 

 

 

Kendra: Oh my God, really?

 

Ash: First! From Bang Phra, Thailand, weighing in at 201 pounds, The Friendliest Animal in the World, CAPYBARA!

 

 

The lights go green and yellow with fog techniques. as Anna sways back and forth with her arms in a slow fluid slithering motion with a satin bag by her side.

 

 

Ash: And his opponent! From Lisbon, Portugal, the Queen of Cobras, ANNA KONDA!

 

She waves her hands around the bag in the same fluid motion to bring out an actual snake. She strokes its chin as it wraps around her and saunters down the ramp. She releases the snake onto the top rope where it coils around the rope. Once she enters the ring, the snake slides back into the bag.

 

Colin: She took on the model of Jake the Snake and improved upon it. In technique. In focus. In presentation. Anna Konda is truly terrifying. 

 

The bell rings.

 

Simon: Don't snakes eat capybaras? 

 

Kendra: I thought they might be the exception, but now I'm nervous.

 

Colin: Anna goes right in for the Sleeperhold on Cap, and the ravenous look in her eyes makes me wonder too. Capy pushes out of the hold quickly and sends Anna off the ropes and she runs it back with a shoulder block. Cap rolls back and leans into the roll, that's smart playing and drives forward with the knee to the midsection of Anna. 

 

Kendra: You gotta think that though Cap focuses on submissions above all, that some of that Muay Thai skill has seeped into his fighting and you can see an example of it there. Very quick knee shot. Oh but he takes too long to bring the knee back done and she grabs it, with a brutal trip! Cap faceplants!

 

Simon: Cap trying to go for the sweep, NO, Anna hops over it and lands down on the back of Cap's knee! We may be seeing a new target forming. 

 

Colin: You might be onto something Simon, as she stomps the back of that knee with force. And now a full on knee smasher! She lifted that leg ALL the way up before bringing it down. 

 

Kendra: As a submission specialist, you gotta know where to target. I'm sure Anna must know that the mask is going to prevent her from going Parceltongue, so you weigh your options from there and take out the Riverboating knee which has been a move that has gotten Cap out of many situations. You may not like it but the strategy is valid. 

 

Simon: I think he's about to prove your point now... she tries to slam the leg again but he's kicking back with the free leg and tumbling himself into the corner.....RIVERBOAT! He's hurt a little and he knows he's gotta get it in while he can! Going for the cover. 

 

1!

 

Kendra: She gets the shoulder up, and that's gonna keep this match going. She attempts to slingshot him but he lands on his feet, takes the run to the ropes, Springboarding himself up to the Middle and there's that Thai Fighter Clothesline! Going for the big moves to wrap this match early. Ooooh but that's a hard landing on that leg, and Anna goes right in for it with an Elevated Ankle Lock, and Capybara choosing to conserve his leg and tap! 

 

Anna Konda wins by submission!

 

 

Ash: Here is your Winner, the Queen of Cobras, ANNA KONDA!

 

Kendra: The Snake devours and slithers on. Smart strategy finding that one weakness and hammering on it.

 

 

Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a first round match in the Inferno Shot Tournament!

 

 

Lights go out before his music hits, then the Pretender is blasted through the stadium with Yellow & Green lights floating over the crowd. When ready the lights will meet directly at the top of the crowd. Where Tyler is standing proud.

 

 

Ash: First! From Adelaide, Australia, weighing in at 220 pounds, TYLER HAYES!!!

 

Kendra: The man goes as hard out in the world as he does in the ring, and absolutely excels on both sides. 

 

He makes his way down through the crowd making sure to shake hands with anyone who wants it. He signs an autograph for a fan at the front of the barrier, jumps over the barricade and does a lap of the ring smacking the crowds hands as he comes around, he shakes hands with the commentators, slides into the ring and shakes hands with the ref, and leans back on to the turnbuckle waiting for his opponent.

 

 

Ragnarrrr enters the arena driving a fancy vintage car.

 

 

Ragnarrrr is wearing a fancy cowboy leather attire decorated with tassels. On Ragnarrrr's side walks a very attractive diva Lights start to flicker all across the arena as Ragnarrrr gets in the ring.

 

Ash: And his opponent! From 9ja, weighing in at 176 pounds, RAGNARRR!!

 

Kendra: Ragnarrr has shown time and time again that he can take a beating and keep going. If I were Hayes, I'd be using a lot of prayer right now.

 

The bell rings.

 

Colin: Hayes with a quick snap jab to get this going, pulls Ragnarrr in and blasts him with a ripcord lariat. And he's got that Crocodile Crutch locked in tight on Ragnarrr, oh you can see the stretch and strain on Ragnarrr as Hayes tightens the grip...Ragnarrr with a considerable amount of struggle is able to arm whip Hayes off!

 

Simon: Hayes not giving up on the submission, an impressive trait, and back up quickly into a Cobra Clutch! Ragnarrr charges Hayes into the corner and gets him to let go. Leaving Hayes in the corner, Ragnarrr takes a load backwards, charging in with that back elbow shot! HAYES GRABS THE ARMS INTO A FULL NELSON LOCK! THE MAN DOES NOT GIVE UP! RAGNARRR TRYING DESPERATELY TO FIGHT OUT! TRYING TO LIFT HAYES UP AND HAYES PLANTS HIS FEET BACK DOWN...OHHH HAYES LIFTING RAGNARRR UP IN THE HOLD AND SWINGING HIM ABOUT! THE MAN IS TRYING DESPERATELY TO FIGHT BUT IT'S JUST DRAINING HIM MORE!

 

Kendra: Tyler. Hayes. Has Made Ragnarrr Tap.

 

Tyler Hayes wins by submission!

 

 

Ash: HERE IS YOUR WINNER....TYLER....HAYES!!!

 

Kendra: And that was an absolute mollywhop by Tyler Hayes, reminding everyone in this arena and in this federation that his play is only half as hard as his work. What a capstone performance by that young man, barely giving Ragnarrr any air at all.

 

Simon: Hayes had been off his game a bit as of late but this shows that he without a doubt is back.

 

Colin: We've got one more mystery opponent and then we get a handle on who these people will be fighting in Round 2.

 

 

Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a first round match in the Inferno Shot Tournament!

 

 

As the first woos kick in the arena turns black with accents of yellow lights about. The video screens throughout the arena are running a scrolling set of bananas. As the acoustic guitar settles in the camera starts to pan around the arena where “firefly” type lights are showing up only in that same yellow.

 

“And before that wolf eats my gramma give that wolf a banana” plays and Banana Ben enters the stage dancing with a banana in each hand.

 

 

Ash: First! From Sandwich, New Hampshire, weighing in at 258 pounds, The Potassium Powerhouse, BANANA BEN!!

 

As soon as the beat drops and “BANANA” hits he throws his arms up and all the lights go yellow. He walks down the ramp trying to get people to raise the roof and sing along to “YUM YUM YUM” … some do, while others boo. He jumps on the apron and does a little twerk before entering the ring.

 

Kendra: The man who advocates for a fruit diet for wolves is here to spread pain and misinformation.

 

Simon: Where do you find these people?

 

Colin: Okay, Apple.

 

Simon: Yes, but I don't come out dressed like an apple!

 

Kendra: The real question. Who is the mystery person for which we all wait? Who fills out this bracket of insanity?

 

The crowd goes quiet for a moment.

 

 

The crowd goes absolutely bananas. Ironic.

 

Colin: YES CHEF!

 

Simon: What?

 

Kendra: Just wait and see.

 

A man comes out with a full chef-ninja regalia, doing a kata on the stage to fireworks. This is Chef Nobi.

 

 

Ash: And his opponent! From Kyoto, Japan, weighing in at 267, the Culinary Ninja, CHEF NOBI!

 

He continues occasional karate moves as he walks down the ramp, bowing before he enters the ring. He slides in, does one more bow, and pulls out his butcher knife in a Samurai ready to fight pose, before safely sheathing it and putting it aside.

 

Simon: Are...are you telling me our next match is Fruit/Ninja.

 

Colin: ...Yeah. Yeah, I guess that about sums it up.

 

Simon slams his headphones down and walks away from the desk.

 

Kendra: I wouldn't want to be around a Fruit Ninja if I was an Apple either.

 

Nobi bows to Banana. Banana bows to Nobi. The bell rings and soon as they get out of the bow Banana boots Nobi!

 

Colin: What a show of disrespect from jump. But Nobi with a basement roundhouse to get Banana back. Banana stumbles briefly but bounces back up to bring Nobi down with a Russian Leg Sweep.

 

Kendra: Banana Ben's costume seems ridiculous but it actually provides a decent amount of cushion to allow for quick bounce-ups. Nobi flips back up and a devastating roundhouse to the side of Banana's head! Banana stumbles a bit again, Nobi off the ropes and BANANA CATCHES HIM INTO A TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER! Going for the pin and I think he might be using the ropes for leverage! It's hard to tell with the costume-

 

1!

2!
3!

 

Banana Ben wins by pinfall!

 

 

Ash: Here is your winner, BANANA BEN!

 

Colin: And it's very likely that Banana Ben stole that win and ended Chef Nobi's return early. We'd have to check the tape but at this point it's honestly a moot point as Banana goes on. 

 

Kendra: And with that we have the first half of Round 2 shaping up nicely, so far it looks like:

 

 

Colin: We're gonna pick back up with Part 2 in a second, but let's go backstage to some of our Path 2 Glory visitors and see what's happening there.

 

 

Int. Corridor

 

Steve and Daria are in the middle of an argument we didn't catch the beginning to.

 

 

Tag team Animalities pulls up and Steve gives them each a high five and a "kick ass out there". They walk away and Daria's voice gets firmer.

 

Daria: Don't do that.

 

Steve: Do what?

 

Daria: Be everyone's goddamn friend all the time. We're here fighting them.

 

Steve: They're not in the match.

 

Daria: NO! THEM. (gestures to MAWL writ large) All of them! We're the invaders now. We're on enemy lines. As much as you may want it to be this is not a friendly match! This is war!

 

Steve: No, this is YOUR war, that you attached on me. This is YOUR issue with them, that you dragged your little running buddies and came attached to my legs.

 

Daria: It wouldn't need to be that way if you could keep some goddamn focus. Or are you telling me you're choosing sides in a way that's going to be a problem?

 

Steve: There don't need to BE sides. That's my point. Y'all wanna do this tribalism thing, this brand better than that brand, it's an invasion, Rah Rah. I come and I bring positive attention to both.

 

Daria: And as a result you fail in both. That's why I brought them. They're not your little yes man fan club, just whatever Steve says goes. We did that last time and you couldn't get the job done and we got our asses kicked. And now look at Dinah Soar. Or what was Dinah Soar. We need real fighters who are going to push back if a dumb idea is a dumb idea. I know you want SM Heartbreaker, but he's not even on our card today. So - hey! listen to me - you need to keep your head in the game, and you need to remember our deal.

 

Steve: Right. I get eliminated, I don't come back.

 

Daria: Now we gotta find the bros and talk game plan, hopefully they're having a better time than we are.

 

The camera fades in one of the unused storage corridors. Defjam is leaning on the wall with his arms folded while his brother Jared slowly paces back in forth in front of him.

 

 

Defjam: Try not to gas yourself out before the match even starts.

 

Jared ignores him as he continues to pace, pausing briefly to scratch his chin. Defjam just shakes his head.

 

Defjam: Look man, we’ve been going over tactics and strategies for two days now. We know all know the plan going in. Why are you still so wound up? Jared stops on a dime and faces him.

 

Jared: Because your “Ally” is an unhinged loose cannon and i have a feeling he’s going to throw a wrench into our well designed game plan.

 

Defjam pushes himself off the wall, taking a few steps toward him.

 

Defjam: Bro, you know the best ability is adaptability!

 

Jared: It’s availability.

 

Defjam: Then it’s a close second, either way we’re a team full of warriors that know how to adapt and change with the flow of the match. Like I said, I didn’t come here to lose and I don’t intend to. None of us do.

 

Jared’s face twists with a blend of frustration and arrogance.

 

Jared: Maybe at 100% this team would operate that efficiently. Maybe if the man you and Daria are putting so much faith into didn’t have a screw loose. Maybe if we didn’t bring on a FREAK sidekick with a split personality we wouldn’t even be in this position. Nobody besides you and I in this match gives me even a little bit of confidence right now.

 

Back down the hall, Daria is a half a hallway ahead of Steve when he pulled aside by Kalpana. 

 

 

Steve: What do you want. 

 

Kalpana: I want to remind you that I warned you about her back when we did that Rumble and you got attacked.

 

Steve: YES, but you have a storied hatred of her and you're a self-serving snake who hid your true intentions. Poorly I might add.

 

Kalpana: I may have changed who I was but I never lied about it. You still haven't found who attacked you, have you? 

 

Steve hesitates. Kalpana laughs now.

 

Kalpana: Do you not watch your own show?

 

Steve: We can't all be raging narcissists. 

 

Kalpana: I'm going to ignore that and show you this.

 

Kalpana pulls out her phone and shows Steve Daria's promo of her talking to the mirror from Path. If you've seen it, you know what I'm referring to. If you haven't, it was a good show and definitely watch Path 2 Glory, kids. Anyway-

 

Daria (OS, down the hall commanding): STEVEN!

 

Kalpana smirks and pats Steve on the shoulder as he runs to catch up.

 

Down the hall...

 

 

Defjam crosses his arms, Jared grows even more annoyed.

 

Jared: WHAT?!

 

Defjam: Don’t tell me you’re scared, Jared.

 

Jared taken aback, snaps back angrily.

 

Jared: I am NOT afraid of any of these… Heathens here at MAWL

 

Defjam: No, Not of our opponents. Of getting into the ring for the first time in years and losing. You’re afraid and calling out our allies’s insecurities and weaknesses to justify the loss before it even happens.

 

Jared goes to speak but turns his back on DJ instead. Opting to walk away down the hall.

 

Jared: I don’t need to listen to this shit. I’m going for a smoke.

 

Defjam leans back against the wall, smirking to himself.

 

Defjam: Yeah, see you out there.

 

Defjam watches him disappear behind a corner. He pulls out a tape recorder and hits the stop button. He then rewinds a few minutes and hits play.

 

Jared: (Recording) “Maybe if we didn’t bring on a FREAK sidekick with a split personality we wouldn’t even be in this position.”

 

Defjam smirks before pausing it and slipping it back into his pocket. 

 

 

 

Colin: Steve is for the first time in danger of losing his smile. 

 

 

Kendra: This is why you should watch your own show. I love Steve but he's screwing himself here... Daria full admitted to her mirror that she attacked him, and DefJam was sticking up for him before he burst in that door. I'm sure if Steve plays this tape back he's going to have so much egg on his face. 

 

 

Simon: It's gonna be truly wild to see if they can hold it together to take on four of MAWL's most pre-eminent fighters a little later today. We already know that Steve is paired with WildFire. What do you think of this strategy? 

 

Colin: It's risky. If you're doing poorly against someone and need to tag out, you shouldn't wait until the assigned person is in... and if the other team catches on, then they can really put you in peril. 

 

Kendra: We're about to go to the second half of the first round, woof that's a mouthful, but we've got one more precursor as Heloisa Cabral is backstage with a newcomer and one of the participants we're about to see. Hel?

 

 

INTERVERWER (IV): This is Heloisa Cabral and I here backstage standing with MAWL's newest acquisition , The Vain One himself, Vain Plato. The MAWL universe are finally glad to hear your thoughts about being here.

 

 

Vain Plato(VP): ...............(Standing in silence, but staring at interviewer)

 

IV : Vain Plato, Is there anything wrong????

 

Vain Plato: 'Beautiful'.........

 

IV: (smiles) Oh, you think I beautiful I'm flattered, We've just met and.........

 

VP : No, you forgot to call Plato beautiful. You need to put some stardust and Jean Paul Gaulteier Perfume on Plato's name, Plato Is not some regular John Doe off the streets. Plato would tell you to do it again, but Plato will allow this mistake as its your 1st time. Now, continue.

 

IV: (looks a little stressed) well, sorry for the indiscretion and thank you for being understanding.

 

VP: Plato forgives you.

 

IV: So, your thoughts , beautiful one on the landscape of MAWL?

 

VP: (shoots a look at the interviewer and smiles) Well theres lots of strong competition here in MAWL and Plato has come to prove that Plato Is the best in the ring, out of the ring and in the beauticians parlour.

 

(Plato leans forward close to interviewer, so close that they cam smell the over usage of perfume, Coco butter and factor 40)

 

VP: but you know what Plato wants??? The MAWL championship. If Plato gets that, Plato will be the most well dressed and decorated human on God's green Earth and it will go well with Plato's 32 carat gold chain and Versace belt and if Plato have to look and go through Nero's and anyone elses's offensive faces I will spray them with febreeze and expel them from MAWL.

 

IV: That's some powerful words coming from the Vain one

 

VP: There's some powerful stench in this federation and what Plato has seen, from the fan base as well. They all offend Plato.

 

IV: Well it been an impact talk and officially welcome to MAWL and the MAWL universe hope you get the success you crave.

 

VP: .........and Plato hopes you all find soap.

 

(Plato flexes at the camera and strokes his hair)

 

IV: Back to you guys.

 

 

Simon: I don't think Nero smells all that bad, do you?

 

 

Kendra: I wouldn't know. I don't go around smelling the superstars.

 

Simon: You're missing out. It's a full bouquet for the senses. 

 

Kendra: Good lord. 

 

 

Colin: Rather than unpack all that, let's get to the second half of our first round, shall we? Ash? Please take us away from this.

 

 

Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a first round match in the Inferno Shot Tournament!

 

 

Ash: Already in the ring! From Baltimore, Maryland, weighing in at 175 pounds, CELLULA!

 

Kendra: He wasn't there a moment ago, right?

 

Colin: Yeah. The master spy continues to confound us with how he gets around.

 

 

The lights go white with vertical blue lasers showing out around the arena. Alfos comes out to a decent amount of cheers, pounds his chest twice and raises his arms with a shout.

 

 

Ash: And his opponent! From Portsmouth, England, weighing in at 245 pounds, ALFOS!

 

Alfos walks down the ramp with pure laser focus on the ring, gradually picking his pace up without breaking focus until it becomes almost a jog. He slides into the ring without breaking stride and begins pacing in his corner, ready to fight.

 

Simon: This is a man whose every motion screams intensity, barely contained rage that's ready to go at any moment. They better ring the bell now before he loses his cool. 

 

The bell rings.

 

Kendra: Lesser competitors would have some degree of nerves with Alfos's pace but Cellula is a steel wall in there. And that serves him well as Alfos comes firing in and Cellula steps to the side of him and STO! Alfos rises back to his feet with an uppercut and Cellula barely winces. Alfos gets him up by the neck and up he goes....DOCKYARD DROP! Going down for an early pin and Cellula...isn't there! 

 

Simon: LOOK OUT BEHIND YOU!

 

Colin: Cellula makes his way behind Alfos and into a sleeper hold...sleeper slam! Alfos pops back up with another giant uppercut and this time follows it with a huge bionic elbow to the head of Cellula. Cellula seems a bit more dazed now but manages to get Alfos down with a judo throw! And Alfos responds by getting the legs and tripping Cellula into a jackknife pin!!

 

1!

 

Colin: Cellula with the shoulder up at 1. These two have been pretty evenly matched so far. Alfos not letting go of the legs and an Inverted Alabama Slam!! DAMN! Cellula rolls behind Alfos and trying to pull him into a full body lock OH!! HE ELBOWS CELLULA IN THE THROAT AND BRIDGES INTO ANOTHER PIN!! AND CELLULA MANAGES TO LIFT UP THE BRIDGE AND SPIN DOWN INTO A FACEBUSTER!!! HE ROLLS ALFOS UP!!!

 

1!

2!

3!

 

Cellula wins by pinfall!

 

 

Ash: HERE IS YOUR WINNER!! CELLULA!!!

 

Kendra: And Cellula's cool unflappable demeanor ultimately was the deciding factor. No matter what Alfos threw at him, even if it hurt, he just kept going. 

 

Colin: That elbow to the throat would have been all she wrote under anyone else. But Cellula moves on, giving us our first official matchup for Round 2. 

 

 

Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a first round match in the Inferno Shot Tournament!

 

 

The arena darkens as Luciano's music hits, and spotlights flicker between dark red and white. Luciano slowly walks out onto the stage, pausing momentarily to look around, sunglasses reflecting the lights.

 

 

Ash: First! From Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 294 pounds, LUCIANO!

 

He then confidently strides down the ramp, his intense gaze never leaving his opponent. Reaching ringside, Luciano climbs the steel steps, pausing dramatically before stepping through the ropes. Once inside, he removes his sunglasses and leather vest, revealing his heavily tattooed physique, and stares down his opponent with a cold, calculated expression.

 

Kendra: He had a rough start in his debut gauntlet, hopefully for him this will be a better go. 

 

Colin: Well, it's gonna be a win for New York either way, just a question which borough. 

 

 

As his theme music plays over the PA system, James holds back until the song kicks in and then makes his way out from behind the curtain.

 

 

Ash: And his opponent! From New York City, weighing in at 190 pounds, the Most Interesting Man in the WORRRRRLD! JAMES! D! 

 

As he moves into the sight of the fans, he's met with boos but this just brings a smile to his face. The boos continue to rain down towards James but it doesn't phase him as he makes his way down the ramp. James rolls into the ring and then stands in the corner as he awaits his opponent's entrance.

 

Colin: James has ALSO had a hard go of it lately, but let's see if he can get back on his game. 

 

The bell rings.

 

Kendra: James wasting no time, a swinging neckbreaker to Luciano. Luciano quick to his feet and DRIVES that Butcher's Blade Superkick right to the face of James! 

 

1!

2!

3!

 

Luciano wins by pinfall!

 

 

Ash: Here is your winner, LUCIANO!

 

Kendra: And James did not see that coming. Maybe he needs to focus less on his next book and more on the ringwork. 

 

Simon: And now the Beautiful Vain Plato is going to try to make good on his claims. But he's going to have to get through the Reverend to do it.

 

 

Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a first round match in the Inferno Shot Tournament!

 

 

Vain Plato walks to the stage with a montage played on the Platotron5000 of Plato’s most beautiful posing moments. Plato turns his back to the crowd, the arena goes dark and a spotlight appears over him.

 

 

Ash: First! From Rome, Italy, carved out of the finest marble and weighing in at 260 pounds, he is the Beautiful One, the Vainest of the Vain, VAIN PLATO!

 

Kendra: Oh boy. Well, his competitor is surely going to have something to say about this. 

 

Colin: Really? Because words defy.

 

Simon: Tongue back in mouth, McRae.

 

 Plato starts to muscle pose whilst holographic roses appear on the walls. Plato then walks to the ring and the lights turn back on and Plato stands in the center of the ring and begins to gyrate and blows a kiss at the camera.

 

 

The Reverend comes out with a microphone of his own, holding his Clean Content Gospel. 

 

 

Rev: Now I will handle my introduction, I cannot in good faith entrust my name to be spoken by your heathen lips.

 

Colin: Oh, don't come for Ash, I will end you.

 

Rev: Ladies and gentlemen and no one else-

 

This draws intense boos. We welcome all types here. He continues speaking as he walks down the aisle.

 

Rev: I am the Reverend Abner Almighty, and this tournament is simply AWASH in sin. Right here before me lays the very sin of Pride embodied in a human vessel, a willing vessel for a whole host of indemnities and insults to God, a man who sees himself a God to those around him. Now I intend fully to cleanse this ring, first of this testament to debauchery and hubris, and then to anyone else who actively seeks to wear a gaudy representation, the gaudiest in this case as it celebrates of all things hellfire. This is a tournament to go towards the flames. Well, I intend to make it all the way to the fire so I can permanently extinguish it. 

 

The bell rings.

 

Colin: Vain Plato goes for a quick punch, Rev blocks and throws one of his own. Vain Plato responds with a slap. Abner takes Vain's arm and wrenches it above his head. Vain gets the other arm around Abner's waist...and atomic drop! Ooh, Abner goes for Vain's head and he's got him in a sleeper! He's trying to make Vain take a Righteous Rest.

 

Kendra: Boy he's got that sleeper in tight! You can really see Vain starting to fade now!

 

Reverend drags Vain over towards the edge, leans down with the hold still in, and picks up a microphone.

 

Rev: Will you keep it down? Vain Plato is trying to take a nap. You announcers with your excitement and explosion. That is not what this sacred institution is about. 

 

Vain uses this time to wrest out of the hold.

 

Vain Plato: You forgot beautiful. 

 

Colin: VAIN PLATO ROLLS REVEREND UP!

 

1!

2!

3!

 

Vain Plato wins by pinfall!

 

 

Ash: Here is your winner, the Beautiful One, Vain Plato!

 

Simon: Peace be with you, Reverend. 

 

Kendra: A lot of new blood working their way through this tournament, it's truly exciting to see! 

 

 

Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a first round match in the Inferno Shot Tournament!

 

 

A thick white fog rolls across the stage as the lights dim. A single spotlight follows Kyu Ketsu as he steps forward. Above him, the screen displays a blood-red moon.

 

 

Ash: First! From Feudal Japan, weighing in at 200 pounds, the Vampire Samurai, KYU KETSU!

 

His eyes remain locked on the ring, unwavering. He enters the ring before draping his cape over the ropes, after which he gets on all fours and peers beneath, giving the crowd a sadistic smile and a deliberate and slow wave.

 

Kendra: It's been a damn while since we've seen Kyu.

 

Colin: In some ways it's a blood v blood match here. 

 

 

The lights turn into a sort of a red lighthouse effect over smoke and fog. Tragedeigh comes out, her hands extended and held upwards to reflect a sort of Messianic energy.

 

 

Ash: And his opponent! From Edina, Minnesota, representing La Sangre Maldita, the Red Queen, TRAGEDEIGH!

 

Tragedeigh looks back and claps curtly, and two hooded men in dark robes on each side of her pick her up and carry her to the ring, lifting her in.

 

The bell rings.

 

Colin: Kyu charges Tragedeigh immediately with a Shining Wizard!! Tragedeigh to her feet and immediately Kyu catches her with a huge chop. Kyu keeps the pressure on with a rear naked choke. Tragedeigh trying to get her arms to the rope...edging closer...

 

 

Simon: SANGRE MISTS TRAGEDEIGH!! HE'S NOT LETTING IT GO! AND KYU KETSU ROLLS HER UP-

 

1!

2!

3!

Kyu Ketsu wins by pinfall!

 

 

Ash: Here is your winner, KYU KETSU!

 

Kendra: The continued devastation of La Sangre Maldita in progress, and Mal Sangre at the forefront of that. They weren't able to get the trios, they lost the tag, and at least one of them is already out of contention for a singles belt. 

 

Colin: At what point does Mal Sangre let it go?

 

 

Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a first round match in the Inferno Shot Tournament!

 

 

 As Violet bursts out of the gate, she finishes taping down her fists forearm length.

 

 

Ash: From Los Angeles, California, VIOLET!

 

When she is done, she stops and throws a haymaker forward, and two pyros explode. She takes her time, touching hands with fans.

 

Colin: Violet came to this company as an unknown where she took on Rade, but even as a local fighter she stepped to some of our more devious stars. And since then, even if she doesn't fight every week, she is a leader in the lovker room and has kept up that fighting spirit.

 

Kendra: And tonight she takes on another newcomer, one who has was training for the Olympics before she got the call. 

 

 

The beginning piano plays and facilitates light rings of alternating color through the ramp, which then spreads out to searchlights around the arena. Ishani does a little shimmy on the stage then punches the sky, which gives an effect of gold sparklers coming down the arena.

 

 

Ash: And her opponent! From Maheshwar, India, AAKRAAMAKATA AUR AASHA, ISHANI!!!

 

She charges down the ramp, high fiving people as the ramp and light rings continue to provide a chasing light effect. The first time Go! Team shouts “Divebomb” she leaps into the ring and looks like she’s going to Swandive but catches the roll just in time.

 

Simon: Her nickname translate to "aggression and hope" and you can damn well believe she's going to be bringing both to this match. 

 

The bell rings.

 

Colin: Violet throws Ishani across the rope and Ishani snaps back with a spin kick! Violet up to her feet and blasts Ishani with an elbow shot, going for a quick pin but it's way too early for that. Violet getting the spinning neckbreaker in and OH! that landing looks like it was pretty hard. Going for the pin again and still too early.

 

Kendra: You really gotta put more into it than that. It's really underestimating your opponent to try to bench them this early without having hit a truly devastating maneuver. 

 

Simon: And Ishani's making her pay for it now!! Ishani absolutely brutalizes her with that judo flip. The move itself isn't inherently devastatingly painful but the velocity she put on that just full on wrecked Violet. 

 

Kendra: Violet never stays down long though, back to her feet and a dropsault! Not an easy thing to do from 0, and it staggers Ishani back a little bit. Gives enough distance for Violet to grab and SNAP SUPLEX. Ishani quick to her feet and a low kick to the left hip of Violet...oh a right kick to the side of her ribs, and I think we may be climbing the podium YES there's the Enziguiri! Going for the pin-

 

1!

 

Colin: Violet gets the shoulder up, but we're seeing some inroads here. OOOH and Violet with a trap suplex and sends Ishani flying backwards! Ishani trying to get back to her feet VIOLET JUST BLASTED HER WITH BANDIT COUNTRY! SHE STRAIGHT UP FLIPPED ISHANI BACKWARDS OVER HER ARM! THIS COULD BE IT!!

 

1!

2!

3!

 

Violet wins by pinfall!

 

 

Ash: Here is your winner, VIOLET!

 

Colin: That Bandit Country lariat has ended nights for people more seasoned than Ishani. It's no shame for your night to end like this.

 

Kendra: Violet helping Ishani up, and a hug. You love to see it. Sportswomanship is strong here at MAWL. Violet will be meeting her ally Tyler Hayes in Round 2, and we have just one more match to wrap up this round.

 

 

Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a first round match in the Inferno Shot Tournament!

 

Loud-repeating booms fills the arena with big letter ‘D’ showing up in the titantron before it changes to ‘Daniel’ as the soundtrack Waiting - Not Forgotten plays ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w3HP8bog39Q ) through the PA.

 

 

Daniel walks slowly in his long coat through the ramp down to the ring.

 

 

Ash: First! From Moultrie County, Illinois, weighing in at 284 pounds, DANIEL!!!

 

Colin: He chose to come out here sans mask. I hope that was a good call for him.

 

Simon: I wonder if the mask is making the choice of when to come out, like, nah right now, it's only the first round.

 

Kendra: Well, given Solemn's history of quickly snatching momentum, whoever made the call between the two of them is likely to kick themselves at the end of this match.

 

His eyes are fixed and focused, locking on to his opponent. He climbs the steel stair and enters the ring through the 2nd rope. Finally he’s posing his Destroyer’s Roar with loud big banged pyros from the turnbuckle behind him.

 

 

Black smoke covers the front view when Solemn Guardian walks out. Ominous bells and ringing with the hiss of snakes the caws of ravens and soft chanting can be heard.

 

 

Ash: And his opponent! From Huntington, West Virginia, weighing in at 165 pounds, THE SOLEMN GUARDIAN!!

 

Guardian carries a tome like a bible almost symbolizing what is to come and holds it up as he slowly makes his way to the ring from the main entrance walkdown.

 

The bell rings.

 

Colin: I still think Daniel is making an error here. It's nothing against his fighting as a whole, but Guardian has frustrated him several times before. If he makes it through to the next round, I don't think he'll need it but this is a risk. 

 

Kendra: Guardian already blasting him from the gate with that Reckoning Clothesline and I Reckon you might be right.

 

1!

 

Simon: Daniel gets the shoulder up but it's not an auspicious start for him. To his feet HOLY PRECIPICE. Well damn.

 

1!

2!

3!

 

Solemn Guardian wins by pinfall!

 

 

Ash: Here is your winner, Solemn-

 

 

Kendra: NOW the mask comes out to play.

 

Colin: Not in enough time to get Daniel the tournament win but he's zeroing his eyes in on Solemn...

 

Simon: OH NO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING DANIEL?? BELLY TO BELLY! STILL HOLDING ON AND ANOTHER ONE!! AND ALABAMA SLAM!!! 2 ALABAMA SLAM!!!! 3 ALABAMA SLAM!!! SPINEBUSTER!!!

 

Colin: SOLEMN GUARDIAN IS FACING A HOLY WRATH!!!! 

 

Kendra: Solemn Guardian seems like he might be on the bubble, Daniel definitely isn't taking this loss lying down OHHH CHOKESLAM ONTO THE STEPS!!! 

 

Colin: DANIEL IS LAYING OUT THE REFS CHOKESLAMMING TWO AT A TIME THROWS AN OFFICIAL AT ANOTHER OFFICIAL AND HE JUST LAYS OUT ANDRA TOO WHY DANIEL??

 

Simon: That's just crossing the line at this point.

 

Kendra: While we clear this up, here's another competitor from the MAWL vs Path match-

 

 

THE FOLLOWING IS A TAG TEAM SURVIVE MATCH TEAM PATH VS TEAM MAWL IN THIS CORNER (a barbie doll with blonde hair is seen in front of the camera)

 

STING RAY THUNDER AND HIS PARTNERS DEF JEMS, JARED SCYTHE AND DARIA DONNER !!

 

Male voice : "Survivor Match, it's a tag team Survivor match"

 

Female voice : "Whatever ..." AND IN THIS CORNER (a large robot figure is seen in front of the camera) REPRESENTING MAWL, SCOTCH RAZOR...

 

Male Voice : "Scott Razor"

 

Female Voice :" Whatever ..." AND ALSO IN THIS CORNER KID KROSS, WONDERWOLF AND DADDY

 

Male Voice : WildFire, that's his wrestling name not Daddy"

 

 

The Camera zooms out showing Jacen and Jaina playing with some toys .

 

Jaina : "Whatever" AND THE MATCH BEGINS IT'S WILDFIRE VS SCOTCH RAZOR ( an official MAWL ACTION Figure of WildFire is seen facing off against against the blonde barbie)

 

Jacen :"It's Scott Razor and why would they face each other they are on the same team?

 

Jaina : "Whatever" ANYWAY DADDY COMES OUT TO FIGHT, HE HITS SCOTT WITH A PILE DRIVER, THEN HE HITS BADDER WOOF WITH A PILE DRIVER...

 

(Several toys start slamming into each other chaotically)

 

Jacen :"???"

 

Jaina: THEN HE HITS JACEN WITH PILEDRIVER

 

Jacen : "???"

 

Jaina sticks out her tongue at Jacen.

 

Jaina: THEN DADDY HITS THE PILE DRIVER AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN AND ITS PILE DRIVER PILE DRIVER PILE DRIVER !!!! DADDY PILE DRIVES EVERYONE !!!!

 

(Toys are flung around the room)

 

Jacen "Really?"

 

Jaina: AND FINALY DADDY BRINGS OUT HIS SUPER SECRET ULTRA MOVE... THE SUPER PILE DRIVER !!!!!!!!! SUPER PILE DRIVER !!! SUPER PILE DRIVER !!! SUPER PILE DRIVER!! AND HE SUPER PILE DRIVES EVERYONE!!!! AND DADDY WINS !!!!!!

 

(The WildFire action figure jumps up and down on the blonde haired barbie)

 

Jaina looks pretty smug and self satisfied "That's how Daddy is going to win his match tonight!"

 

Jacen looks over at his father who is nearby doing some stretches as he prepares for his match. WildFire shakes his head

 

 

WildFire shakes his head :"Jaina please pick up your toys thank you."

 

Jaina runs around and starts picking up her toys. Jacen quietly helps her.

 

 

Colin: Jaina's pretty good at this, I think we could give her your seat Apple.

 

 

Simon: No one brings what I do to this job.

 

Colin: You say that like it helps your case. 

 

 

Kendra: We are being told that Solemn Guardian is considered unable to continue today following Daniel's attack. Unfortunately, so is Andra. Damaris Peña will be taking over for the remainder of the event.

 

 

Colin: And with that, on we go, to round 2! Ash?

 

 

Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a second round match in the Inferno Shot Tournament! Returning to the ring - Gilberto J and Cellula!

 

 

The bell rings.

 

Kendra: Gilberto goes for a quick roll-up pin on Cellula!

 

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Colin: Cellula kicks quickly, Gilberto goes for a quick punch to Cellula. Cellula grabs his arm and judo arm flip to Gilberto, who responds with a leg whip. Cellula with a barrel roll to behind and an elevated mat slam! CELLULA DROPS GILBERTO WITH A GHOST STEP SPINEBUSTER!

 

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Kendra: Gilberto gets the shoulder up, and benches Cellula up...Gilberto to his feet and a bruising Cellula with a bodyslam! Cellula kips back up and SAMOAN DROP TO GILBERTO! SOLO FANTASMI E OMBRE!!! Going for the cover-

 

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Simon: Gilberto with the shoulder up again. Cellula undeterred and exploder suplex! Cellula follows up with a spear! And a rear naked choke to Gilberto - Gilberto struggling and looks very close to passing out...Gilberto trying to get himself to the ropes... bridging into a pin!

 

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Colin: Cellula kicks out! Gilberto scoops him up and spins him around into a release German Suplex! And a Snap Double Arm DDT!! Factor G!!! Going for a pin-

 

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Gilberto J wins by pinfall!

 

 

Ash: Here is your winner, The Jungle King, GILBERTO J!!!

 

Kendra: Gilberto fought back from everything Cellula could throw at him and is making a good argument for his moniker of the Jungle King. 

 

 

Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is the second round of our Inferno Shot Tournament! Making their way back to the ring are DX Royal and Luciano!!

 

 

The bell rings.

 

Simon: DX trying to get in right off with a crucifix pin but Luciano slides off easily. DX gets him up by the waist and gutwrench suplex! Luciano quick to his feet and responds with a knee to DX's midsection, here he comes off the ropes and clothesline snaps DX back onto the ground!

 

Kendra: Luciano to the feet of DX and we're about to get a walk to the Brooklyn Bridge!! Elevation on that crab is considerable!! He may have elevated too high and DX able to get a handstand going and a mat slam!

 

Colin: DX flipping up to his feet now, waiting hungrily for Luciano to get up, Luciano to his feet and DX WITH THE KISS OF DEATH! The pin-

 

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Kendra: LUCIANO REVERSES THE ROLL-

 

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Luciano wins by pinfall!

 

 

Ash: Here is your winner! LUCIANO!!!

 

Colin: DX is truly stunned by this turn of events! He was sure that he had him beat! 

 

Simon: Luciano isn't out until the bell is ring.

 

Kendra: ....that's...most fighters. 

 

Colin: ANYWAY, we're gonna keep this freight train going with round 2 continuing on as our youngest competitor to date takes on a man who sees his only competition as his own mirror!

 

 

Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is the second round of the Inferno Shot Tournament! Making their way back to the ring, The Broadcast Bettie Jo and Vain Plato!

 

 

Simon: I have a bold prediction to make about this match.

 

Kendra: What's that?

 

Simon: The winner's name will end with O.

 

Colin: (flatly) You heard it here first, folks.

 

The bell rings.

 

Colin: Bettie Jo with a tilt-a-whirl arm drag! Vain to his feet and slaps Bettie Jo. Bettie gives it right back to him and VAIN PLATO PULLS HER IN AND UP....JACKHAMMER!! Going for the pin AND BETTIE JO INTO A SMALL PACKAGE-But Vain kicks out.

 

Kendra: Vain lifts her up and powerslam! She rolls back and gets his ankle into an elevated lock-the Beautiful One struggling but rolls back and into a pin but Bettie kicks out and hits Vain with a basement dropkick, back around and huracanrana into a pin!

 

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Broadcast Bettie Jo wins by pinfall!

 

 

Ash: Here is the winner, Broadcast Bettie Jo!

 

Colin: Broadcast Bettie Jo truly is showing herself to be a force to be reckoned with. With each win the age conversation looks to be in the rearview mirror more and more. For fighting, not for dating or fantasy or any of that.

 

 

Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is the second round of the Inferno Shot Tournament! Returning to the ring, The Vampire Samurai Kyu Ketsu and Queen of Cobras Anna Konda! 

 

 

The bell rings!

 

Colin: Anna goes right into the Claw! She calls this Parceltongue which is unfortunate given the connotation, but it' s also effective. Kyu bites down on her fingers and she lets go.

 

Kendra: You stuck your hands into the mouth of a vampire. That was dumb. 

 

Simon: Maybe not, he's licking the blood from it and it distracts him, she rolls him up-he reverses-

 

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Colin: She kicks out easily but he hooks the arms and butterfly suplex! She gets herself back up...ANNA KONDA VICE!! SHE LATCHES IT INTENSELY AND KYU KETSU IS DONE! HE TAPS!!

 

Anna Konda wins by submission!

 

 

Ash: Here is your winner, the Queen of Cobras, ANNA KONDA!

 

Kendra: It was a smart technique having her lure Kyu away with the taste of blood, that turned the tide for her and he wasn't able to recover.

 

Simon: And she was also smart not to then taste of his blood, it would have been frightening if she were a vampire. 

 

Colin: The Queen of Cobras and the Jungle King face off in the semi-finals. Who will walk out with the possibility of the crown on their head?

 

 

Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is the second round of the Inferno Shot Tournament! Making their way back to the ring, Tyler Hayes and Violet!

 

 

The two shake hands and the bell rings!

 

Colin: These two have been on the same side more than they have fought, but solo tournaments aren't for the camaraderie. 

 

Kendra: If anything, the roughest opponents are ones you've teamed with, because they stood on the apron and watched you fight, and if they were smart, they learned some things. 

 

Simon: Hayes comes in with a Spinebuster and already going for a pin!! But Violet rolls out easy. Before she can get up Tyler to the legs and there's the Figure 4 ooooh he's going up for the arm! OUTBACK LOCK!! She's already done for!!!

 

Tyler Hayes wins by submission!

 

 

Ash: Here is your winner, TYLER HAYES!

 

Colin: He really kept the pressure on and made a quick go of Violet.

 

 Kendra: We have only one more match before the semifinals, and once again Banana Ben has no idea who he's fighting.

 

 

Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is the second round in the Inferno Shot Tournament! Already in the ring, Banana Ben!

 

 

Ash: And his opponent-

 

 

Dusty McGraw runs out high fiving fans.

 

 

Ash: From the Outback, weighing in at 259 pounds, THE OUTBACK OUTLAW!!! DUSTY! MCGRAW!!!

 

Colin: DAMN! HE'S BACK!!

 

 

The bell rings!

 

Colin: Dusty goes for a handshake, Banana Ben tries to punch him in the face but he ducks and a lariat to the back of the head. Spins himself back around and snap powerslam to Banana Ben! Going for the quick pin-

 

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Kendra: Banana gets himself up at 2 and a punch to the face of Dusty before he gets fully to his feet. Banana off the ropes and a giant running splash, snaps himself immediately back into a moonsault! Going for a pin-

 

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Simon: Quick ups by Dusty, Banana hits him with an elbow to the face. Coming back around with the other elbow. Balance!

 

Colin: Dusty bonks him with a headbutt, popping him up and RED DIRT DRIVER RATTLING! 

 

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Dusty McGraw wins by pinfall!

 

 

Ash: Here is your winner, The Outback Outlaw, DUSTY MCGRAW!!!

 

Colin: An absolute statement in his return. 

 

Kendra: With that, the semifinal is set. 

 

 

Kendra: We are moments away from our semi-final, but first, we have eyes on Steve Thunder - we thought he'd left, which would have been very unlike him, let's take a peek on the titan-tron and we're not sure where this is all happening or what exactly is being said but-

 

 

Kendra: Do you really think it's smart to be picking a fight with Gozu before a big tag match?

 

Colin: Gozu is liable to crush him if he's not...care...huh, this seems decidedly less violent than I thought.

 

Kendra: Gozu appears to be handing Steve a...card...and indicating some sort of deal? What's gotten into Steve today?

 

Simon: I mean, I get it, if I had a feeling my team was gonna jump me I'd want all the help I can get, even if it is making a deal with the devil. 

 

Kendra: I know Steve wanted to get his hands on Heartbreaker, and Heartbreaker is fighting Gozu...you know what they say about enemy of my enemy. 

 

Colin: I'm sure this won't cause problems later. But for now, we're about to get our SEMIFINALS going!

 

 

Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a semi-final match in the Inferno Shot Tournament! Returning to the ring, Gilberto J and Anna Konda!

 

 

The bell rings!

 

Kendra: And here we go into the first semi. Anna venom mist to Gilberto's eyes!! And a high spin kick!! Gil stumbles back a little...but...laughs! And he headbutts Anna right down! She jumps back up and there's that mandible claw!!! At least she changed the name to Hiss! Gil smacks at the arm and breaks free. A straight punch to the face of Konda...she responds with a kick to the gut! Off the ropes and an Axe kick!

 

Colin: Gilberto hooks her leg as he gets up and ungrounds her a bit. He uses that ungrounding to his advantage, and scoops her up into a bodyslam!! She slides under his legs, back around the other end and up, pulls him into a Cobra Clutch!!

 

Simon: Betchu he muscles free and I'm right. She rakes his eyes as he lets go but he makes a quick spin behind her and lifts her up onto his shoulders...Ocean Cyclone Suplex!! And he bridges into the pin...

 

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Gilberto J wins by pinfall!

 

 

Ash: Here is your winner and our FIRST Finalist, the Jungle King Gilberto J!!!

 

Colin: Unbelievable!!! He just laughed in the face of danger, pushed back against most of Anna's offense, and dug deep into his arsenal, and he got the job done.

 

Kendra: This is what happens when you don't get paired with clowns.

 

 

Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a semi-final match for the Inferno Shot Tournament! Returning to the ring, Tyler Hayes and Luciano!

 

 

The bell rings!

 

Colin: Hayes and Luciano grapple, Hayes brings Luciano down with a headlock into a sweep. Hayes with a series of mounted punches to Luciano, Luciano monkey flips him off and to his feet...Tyler attempting to get up and Luciano charges him with that Knee Strike! It's a Mob Hit! Goes for the pin TYLER POSSUM PINS

 

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Kendra: WHAT??

 

Tyler Hayes wins by pinfall!

 

 

Ash: Here is your winner and our SECOND Finalist, Tyler Hayes!!!

 

Simon: Hayes was quick on his feet and Luciano couldn't catch up! 

 

Kendra: Hell of a run for Luciano and it comes to a halt now. Hayes is truly back in full force.

 

Colin: We've got one spot left to fill- will it be the Grizzled Vet or the Wunderkind?

 

 

Ash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a semi-final match in the Inferno Shot Tournament! The winner will remain in the ring to face Tyler Hayes and Gilberto J in the final! Returning to the ring, The Broadcast Bettie Jo and the Outback Outlaw Dusty McGraw!

 

 

The bell rings!

 

Colin: Unlike Tyler and Gilberto, there won't be a rest for the winner of this match so it'll be in their best interest to get a quick finish.

 

Kendra: Bettie starts with a chop. Dusty throws her off the ropes and oh that's the worst thing he could have done. Running back around, no-handed front flip!!! Into a lariat!! She's making Headlines! The pin...

 

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The Broadcast Bettie Jo wins by pinfall! 

 

 

Ash: Here is your winner and our THIRD Finalist, Broadcast Bettie Jo!

 

Kendra: Looks like she heeded your comment, Colin!

 

Colin: That was too quick. We may need to review the tape on this. Not that it'll change the ruling, but at least give us some context. In the meantime we'll go backstage where Heloisa is speaking with our United States Champion. Heloisa?

 

 

Heloisa: Sarah Sharp, there's just one match between now and your attempt to defend-

 

Sarah: Miss Cabral, Lesson 18: a proper introduction. Let me demonstrate: "I, lowly humble interviewer Heloisa Cabral have the great honor now of speaking with the Doctor Debutante, United States Champion and First Winner of Multiple Titles since the Merge, the Founder and Dean of the Sarah Sharp School of Social Success, Sarah L. Sharp, MD, PhD." Now, I cannot reasonably expect you to start this over so I entreat you to remember this for the future. And as an instructor I am obliged to point out your second mistake - "attempt." There is no "attempt" here. JP Spears has demonstrated that he is unworthy of holding a championship. I previously provided him an opportunity to be champion and he squandered that opportunity. He may claim a "Redemption Tour", however the only thing that has changed about him since I made the wise decision to move on and move up in the world is the length of his hair and that ghastly beard. The championship in this match is almost irrelevant, which is the only reason I have not made point of the error of how early in the card this is when I have proven myself main event material. You may not remember this, Miss Cabral, but I won Heart Condition because I am the smartest person in the locker room and that includes you, Alastor. The championship here, in this situation, is irrelevant because it will not change hands. What this match provides, what JP Spears have given as opportunity through clumsily stumbling into a victory, is a chance to be done with JP Spears once and for all. To no longer be reminded of that lower point of my life. You see, Miss Cabral, JP Spears will not be allowed so much of a sniff of this belt after today for as long as I hold it. And I intend to hold it for a considerable length of time.

 

Heloisa: With all due respect Sarah-

 

Sarah: Dr. Sharp-

 

Heloisa: there is an equal possibility that you will lose this match and yourself not be-

 

Sarah Sharp scoffs scornfully.

 

Sarah: Miss Cabral, lesson number 43, never presume equality of two people based on their inherent existence. There is no "equal chance" here. Here is everyone else - regardless of race, color, orientation - and here is me. I am far and away above all of you. I would not endeavor to go so far as "ordained" but I am the top of the ladder. I am the first woman in MAWL to have held what was the men's title and it took a whole clown car to take that belt off me. JP Spears can't touch me. That door is closed, and soon - (holding the belt up) - this one will be too. Class dismissed.

 

Heloisa: I still have m-

 

Sarah: Class. Dismissed.

 

 

Kendra: The sheer arrogance and dogwhistling. I hope Spears shuts her up.

 

 

Colin: Few things better than a quality comeuppance.

 

 

Simon: Like a Bakewell Tart for example.

 

Kendra: What?

 

Simon: A Bakewell Tart is better than a quality comeuppance. Now enjoying a bit of Bakewell Tart while some gets a comeuppance, that's ace.

 

Colin: Anyway, while we had a chance to review the tape, it was discovered that someone had held the feet of Dusty McGraw down, we didn't get a good look at who it was, but the decision was to not overturn Bettie Jo's win, so she will be competing in the final.

 

 

Ash: The following is the final of the Inferno Shot Tournament!

 

 

Ash: From the Jungle, weighing 284 pounds, The Jungle King, GILBERTO J!

 

 

Ash: From Adelaide, Australia, weighing in at 220 pounds, TYLER HAYES!!!

 

 

Ash: AND! From Jasper, Texas, The Broadcast Bettie Jo!

 

Colin: While we were watching Sarah Sharp whine, Bettie Jo was offered and signed a full MAWL contract making her officially the youngest roster member.

 

Kendra: Seems like a bad timing situation where on the heels of her getting a controversial win to have her promoted to roster.

 

The bell rings!

 

Simon: Hayes takes Gilberto down with a mat slam to start us off. Gilberto responds with a big lariat. Hayes to his feet and going for a big boot OOF BETTIE IN THE WAY OF IT. 

 

Colin: She takes it like a champ though and rolls away from Hayes into a pop up dropkick on Gilberto, Hayes adds on to the attack with a running shoulder tackle! Gilberto back to his feet and latching onto Hayes's waist...beautiful Ranhei! Big man's got moves! WAIT BETTIE JUST DROPKICKED HIM OUT TO THE FLOOR! UP TO THE TOP TURNBUCKLE AND SHE'S DOING A HANDSTAND! A HAND ON EACH ROPE, GIVING HER SOME BOUNCE, SOME AIR, I THINK THAT'S A 540 DEGREE SPIN AND LANDS ON TYLER'S STOMACH WITH A MUSHROOM STOMP! GOOD LORD!! Going for the pin...GILBERTO PULLS HER OFF FROM THE APRON!

 

Kendra: Gilberto comes in to take the cover...TYLER ROLLS HIM UP AND INVERTED BOSTON CRAB!!! INVERTED BOSTON CRAB!!! NO! GILBERTO REVERSES THIS INTO A STANDARD BOSTON CRAB AND HE'S ELEVATING IT!!! HAYES TAPS! HAYES TAPS AND GILBERTO J HAS WON THE TOURNAMENT! 

 

Gilberto J wins by submission!

 

 

Ash: Here is your winner, AND THE WINNER OF THE INFERNO SHOT TOURNAMENT, THE JUNGLE KING, GILBERTO J!!!

 

A deep laugh echoes through the arena. Gilberto J stretches his arms out to his shoulders, palms open as he continues to cackle. After a few seconds, he stops laughing and frivolously observes his fallen rival, dropping to his knees beside him, yelling

 

Gilberto: "KNEEL BEFORE THE JUNGLE KING".

 

Simon: Gilberto J walks out of this with the Inferno Shot! Bettie Jo gets a contract but not a title shot. And Tyler Hayes gets a "better luck next time boyo." 

 

Kendra: You gotta give it to him, he called his shot and he made it. I'd be petrified if I were the Inferno Champion after tonight. 

 

Colin: The clock sure does seem to be ticking there. 

 

Kendra: As we're talking title shots though, let's jump in with our next match as JP Spears and Sarah Sharp look to put their rivalry to bed once and for all. 

 

Colin: And we heard from Sharp earlier that she has no intention of walking out of here without that belt. Let's see if she can make good on that.

 

 

Ash: The following contest is a Last One Standing Match and it is for the United States Championship! The loser will no longer be allowed to challenge for this belt as long as the victor remains in possession of it!

 

 

Hand Clapper starts playing and the crowd starts to clap along.

JP runs out as the tron starts to play his reel and he plays to the crowd, clapping to either side before starting a jog towards the ring.

 

 

Ash: First, the Challenger! From Charlotte, North Carolina, weighing in at 215 pounds, J! P! Spears!

 

Colin: The Redemption Tour is in its central station now. JP is seeking redemption for his actions while with Sarah, who originally helped him win this belt. Redemption for losing this belt originally. And it may well be its last stop, as Sarah made this a last chance saloon.

 

He slides under the bottom rope and takes off his cut-off T-shirt and throws it into the crowd.

 

 

Skylar Grey "Straight Shooter" blasts through the arena as Sarah Sharp comes out holding her book on "Social Success" and pointing to herself, before pointing to the championship on her waist. 

 

 

Ash: Next! From Braintree, Vermont, Representing Zora Luthor International, the Dean of the Sarah Sharp School of Social Success, the United States Champion, Doctor Debutante, SARAH SHARP!

 

Sarah tosses her hair and enters the ring laughing at the boos. She holds the belt in the face of JP Spears as the bell rings. 

 

Kendra: This is a no disqualification match and you can see that Sarah is looking to go for that belt shot and Spears ducks! And a one two punch and short arm clothesline! Sharp stutters back and Spears blasts her out of the ring with a dropkick! Here he comes running and blasting himself out of the ring with TOPE CON HILO!! 

 

Simon: Sarah up behind him and a snap Samoan Drop! Grabbing Spears by the legs and swings him into the side of those steps. 

 

Colin: It's a full circle moment...Sarah won JP that US Title the first time by using those steps and now she's using them to keep the belt from him. Sure enough, going for that Joykiller High Spinebuster and JP reverses into a Canadian Destroyer!!! Ref Damaris begins the count-

 

 

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Simon: Sarah up to her feet! And immediately she slides under the apron, JP tries to reach in and bring Sarah out before she can get something dangerous.

 

Colin: He knows her too well, unfortunately she's also too fast and here she comes from a different side of it, somewhere in there she took a 90 degree turn, coming behind with a pool cue! LOOK OUT JP AND OHHH SHE CRACKS THAT POOL CUE AROUND HIS BACK! 

 

Simon: Who was playing pool under the ring??

 

Kendra: Sometimes the stage crew just leaves their bag after fixing the ring, but our PA Lindsey is going to need a new pool cue. And she elbow strikes right in that cracked space, follow up with a knee shot to the head and a spinning neckbreaker! And the count-

 

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Colin: JP up to his feet and Sarah just waiting for him with that chair!! Down he goes again!

 

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Simon: JP not staying down!! Going for the Hit Stick and Sarah moves out of the way, JP runs right into the steps! 

 

Colin: Problem with having a Spear in your repertoire is you can become overreliant on it. And if someone knows you well, you have to really find the less used pages in you playbook. Sarah mounting JP on the back and reaching into her hair, OOH THERE ARE THOSE BRASS KNUCKLES AND SHE'S PUMMELING JP WITH THEM! 

 

Kendra: She is INTENT on keeping this belt around her waist. And a knee shot to the back of JP.  JP struggling to his feet, and Sarah stomps him on the back. I think I just saw him spit up blood. 

 

Simon: And she punt kicks him! Trying to return that blood! 

 

Colin: I don't think it works like that. But it bends JP back and she brings him down with a Sister Abigail!! 

 

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Kendra: Can't. Keep. Spears. Down. 

 

Simon: Spears bloodied but undeterred. The fighting spirit in this man is incredible. He pulls a chair up and he's running with it...uses it almost as a skateboard trick and a running dropkick to Sarah!!! That took her right off her feet! She rolls back to her feet, trying to catch herself and rocket kick by JP Spears just blasts that chair right back into her face! 

 

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Colin: Sarah is considered up! She has to reorient herself here a bit, she's looking around and I think she's expecting ZLI to come out and save this for her, backing herself up off and up the ramp a bit in hopes someone makes their way down... oh I think she might be giving JP a little too much runway, here we go...HIT STICK! HE BLASTS HER WITH THE HIT STICK ON THE RAMP!!! This has to be it!!

 

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Simon: She's gotta get moving.

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Kendra: Has JP done it??

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Colin: She's up!! What?? How?? 

 

Kendra: You can see that she is bruised and battered, he is bruised and battered, nothing short of tape and gum keeping them together at this point, but neither of them is willing to stay done. They're trading blows up the ramp, Sarah getting knee shots in, Irish Whipping JP into the lighting rig! His head is stuck!! And she is just UNLOADING boots to the gut on him! True brutality! She takes a run back, front dropkick to his head! That hurts like hell but it gets him unstuck. 

 

Simon: She's climbing the lighting rig! What is she thinking?? Is she trying to get away or setting up for something devastating??

 

Colin: I don't know but I'd let her do this and oh welp he's following her. Up we go, up the lighting pole, trying to grab at her leg to pull her down but again somehow she's still too fast for him! We're up! We're up on the tron! We're back to throwing fists and this just got so, so risky, he goes for a big boot SHE DUCKS! SHE HAS HIM UP! ALL THE WAY UP! JOYKILLER!!! SHE FLATTENS HIM ON THE TRON!!!

 

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Kendra: This is academic at this point as she scurries her way down.

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Simon: JP Spears put up a good fight, and even if he doesn't win this, I think he's redeemed himself. 

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Simon: She's made it off the rig.

 

why has...Damaris...stopped...

 

OH

MY
GOD

JP IS UP

DIVING

OFF THE TRON

ALL

AMERICAN

LEG BULLDOG!!!!

 

Kendra: SARAH'S HEAD JUST BOUNCED OFF THE RAMP! BUT JP IS DOWN TOO!

 

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Colin: I knew these two would be mutually assured destruction!

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Kendra: Champion's Advantage dictates that JP has to be on his feet, or Sarah leaves her with the belt.

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Simon: Speak now or forever JP IS UP JP IS UP

9!

10!!

 

Colin: JP SPEARS!!! JP SPEARS!!! JP SPEARS HAS JUST RECLAIMED THE UNITED STATES TITLE AND ACHIEVED REDEMPTION!!!!

 

JP Spears wins by 10 Count!

 

 

Ash: HERE IS YOUR WINNER! AND THE NEEEEEEEEEW! UNITED STATES CHAMPION! J! P! SPEARS!!!

 

JP Spears holds the belt up with tears in his eyes as the fans chant "You deserve it!" and red white and blue fireworks go off.

 

Simon: The last time JP Spears won that belt, it was because of that woman lying there in a puddle of her own blood. He wasn't able to hold onto the belt, she got it back, and now he gets to his feet from the move that started it all, and earns it on his own merit. With this capacity crowd in Cuba giving him a standing ovation. This is just the beginning of our card ladies and gentlemen and everyone in between. 

 

Kendra: That's right! We're coming right back with a Flamethrower Match when Schmetterling seeks to get his hands on Black Saber.

 

Footage plays of "Schmetterling" attacking Tino Sabatelli and La Family. 

Footage plays of Schmetterling (the real one) returning to try to stop an attack, only to be flattened by Abyss Breaker. and Black Saber's reveal. 

Footage plays of Schmetterling attacking Black Saber.

 

 

Ash: The following contest is a Flamethrower Match! The only way to win is to set your opponent on fire using a Flamethrower! There is one hanging above the ring which can be retrieved through use of a ladder.

 

 

Red and grey smoke fill the arena. Black Saber stares down the ring with unwavering eyes.

 

 

First! From Sao Paolo, Brazil, weighing in at 165 pounds, he is the leader of the Anti-System, Black Saber!!

 

Black Saber sits on the turnbuckle and prepares for the match.

 

Suddenly the yell is heard - "SCHMETTERLIIIIIING" - causing the crowd to go NUTS. 

 

 

Schmetterling walks out - not carrying his usual mini-flamethrower - but a lit torch that he puts through the hole in his mask. 

 

 

When Schmetterling removes the torch from his mask, the fire is gone. The first time Rammstein shouts "MEIN HERZ BRENNT" he spits a plume of flame in the air, getting the crowd super hype. 

 

Ash: And his opponent! From Mellrichstadt, Germany, weighing in at 219 pounds, SCHMETTERLIIIING!!!

 

The bell rings.

 

Colin: Schmetterling just throwing punch after punch here and throws Black Saber across the ropes, Black Saber returns with a big boot, crashing Schmetterling to the mat. Saber picks Schmetterling up and a deadlift chokeslam! Saber stomping out the stomach of Schmetterling. Schmetterling is already facing a bit of trouble, as Saber is showing no signs of ring rust. 

 

Kendra: Schmetterling also has to worry about the Anti-System being around every corner, waiting to decimate him. He's been having to return from injury and all manner of attack several times over now. 

 

Simon: I don't know that "worry" is the operative word though - he's still a man without fear from what I can see. Just right now on the receiving end of a beatdown and Saber goes for another chokeslam OH SCHMETTERLING GETS HIS LEGS AROUND BLACK SABER'S ARMS! He's turning it into an Armbar! Submission won't do much but it might play a part in Saber trying to grab the flamethrower. 

 

Colin: Remember, bringing the flamethrower down is just one part of this match. You have to also light your opponent on fire. Schmetterling brings Saber down though with that armbar, and now stomping at the arm. Okay, yeah, I see what you mean by his game plan Simon. Schmetterling continuing to stomp that arm, and rolls himself out of the ring. I think he might be going for the ladder. 

 

Kendra: Saber coming and Saber with a suicide dive crashing the party on Schmetterling! Saber throwing several punches and stomps Schmetterling in the stomach! Picking Schmetterling up and a belly to belly onto the hardened floor!! Saber picks a pipe out from under the ring and drives it into the ribs of Schmetterling! Schmetterling looks like he's about to double over...Saber grabs him by the hair and SCHMETTERLING HEADBUTTS SABER WITH THAT METAL MASK! SCHMETTERLING GETS SABER UP BY THE WAIST AND BEAR HUG SLAM! SCHMETTERLING UNDER THE RING...A TASER! HE'S GOT A TASER!! 

 

Simon: OOOOH HE'S FRYING SABER WITH THAT ELECTRICITY!! AND THE CROWD LOVES EVERY MINUTE. 

 

Colin: Schmetterling picks Saber up again, rams him into the steel post. And tossing him with that Belly to Belly up the ramp. This is going to give him the space he needs to get that ladder and yes! He's got it! Bringing it into the ring and-

 

 

Colin: We knew this was coming, and sure enough, here comes the Anti-System to WAIT

 

 

Colin: WHO THE HELL IS THIS?

 

Kendra: He's tackled Soldat and he's punching him down, and...he's sticking a skull mask in Soldat's mouth! We knew that Dino H Boro did not join up with his former La Family mates in their beatdown a few weeks prior, but we weren't sure what the context was, and now we know he's not joining the cause. He's rescuing Schmetterling, and Schmetterling makes it up that ladder! He's unlatching the Flamethrower and Black Saber makes it into the ring just in time to be toasted! This one is OVER!

 

Schmetterling wins by flamethrower!

 

 

Ash: HERE IS YOUR WINNER, SCHMETTERLIIIIING!!

 

Colin: And THIS is the Schmetterling we remember!

 

The fans cheer wildly. When Schmetterling shoots the flamethrower in the air, the fans yell "SCHMETTERLING!" in unison.

 

Simon: I imagine Anti-System is going to have something to say about what just happened. In the meantime, MAKI hopes to join the conversation about moving towards a Grand Slam, seeking her second title in MAWL. 

 

 

Ash: The following contest is a 2 out of 3 submission match and it is for the Aries Title!

 

The One Punch Champ Limo pulls up to the Stage. First, TM Ichiban exits from the driver's seat.

 

 

TM Ichiban bows dramatically as he opens the door to reveal the Headliner herself, Maki.

 

 

A girl group comes out of the limo and sings Maki’s song as they walk to the ring with a threat behind them. 

 

 

Maki is the last to exit the limo holding a cocktail in one hand and lowering her glasses with the other.

 

Ash: First, the challenger! Accompanied by her Personal Manservant T.M. Ichiban and the Maki Birds, From Ogōri, Fukoka, Japan, the Cutest in the World, the Cold-Hearted Kupidoll, the Headliner MAKI!!

 

The fans boo as she adjusts her shades and blows them off, a pursed lip of ego across her face. T.M. lifts the rope for her and she enters. 

 

Kendra: Did the number of Birds increase or am I seeing things?

 

Colin: No, she's definitely grown her entourage since Kruel imploded.

 

 

 The arena is bathed in warm golden and red lights, colors that symbolize strength, passion, and Mexican pride. As the song builds, flickers of green, white, and red (the colors of the Mexican flag) pulse across the arena, giving the entrance a nationalistic touch while highlighting his connection to his roots. Smoke & Fog: As the music picks up, a thick fog fills the entrance ramp. Through the haze, El Cerrador emerges. His silhouette is now visible—tall, powerful, and purposeful.

 

 

Ash: And the Champion! From Tepito, Mexico City, Mexico, weighing in at 245 pounds, he is the Aries Champion, EL CERRRRRADOR!

 

Colin: Here we go, and Cerrador going in with some quick punches, whips Maki off the ropes, Maki ducks the clothesline, back around the other end and slides through Cerrador's leg, quick stops herself and low blow kick from behind! El Cerrador doubled over, Maki scoops him with a gutbuster and he's still recovering that shot. 

 

Kendra: Maki wants to parlay this into a quick submission, locks in an STF but EC punches at her head and an elbow to the gut! Grabs hold of her head and bulldog!! Going for a dragon sleeper, oh dang she pulls at his mask and trying to rip it right off his face! 

 

Simon: You don't disrespect Lucha Culture like that...oooh she rakes his eyes, and she recently had her nails done so that's a whole lot of acrylic claw going in. Off the rope and a low dropkick, and now she's just stomping his face. This is brutality. 

 

Colin: Maki doesn't just want to beat him. She wants to end him. And she gets a dragon sleeper on, he's gotta get to his feet if he's going to have any shot of retaining. Trying to get to the ropes, and he gets his hand to the bottom. Maki won't be disqualified but the hold's not going to count during a rope break. She lets go T M ICHIBAN WITH HIS CANE TO THE FACE OF CERRADOR! HE'S HOLDING CERRADOR'S HEAD AND THE BIRDS ARE LINING UP TO BOOT THEIR STILETTOS INTO HIS FACE! OH, CERRADOR HAS AS MUCH BLOOD OUTSIDE HIS FACE AS INSIDE AT THIS POINT! 

 

Simon: It's all legal! Maki pulls Cerrador back and to the center...Camel Clutch and she's digging her nails into his face with the hold!! Cerrador taps!! 

 

Maki Itoh gets her first fall!

 

Kendra: This puts Cerrador at a major disadvantage! He needs to make her tap twice now, and I don't even think he can see through the blood in his mask. She comes off the ropes for a jumping curb stomp and he moves!! Oh she came down real hard on her left ankle!! There's an opening for EC if he can see!

 

Simon: EC rips a piece of the apron off to wipe the blood from his eyes, and TM comes for a strike but he evades and TM airballs with his cane! EC grabs TM by the hair and smashes his head into the apron! And again! And he grabs the cane from TM...And gives Maki the Nancy Kerrigan Special! Maki brought to the ground!

 

Colin: I hate to say that this is what you gotta do in a situation like this... El Cerrador just hacking at Maki's ankle now with that cane! Even her screams have a musical lilt to them. 

 

Kendra: He bends her ankle around the cane and standing on her ankle! She's screaming in pain! He stomps down and resumes the pressure, what a way to do an ankle lock, and now he gets his other foot on her, that's 245 pounds on that bone. Maki holding out and holding out, and he pushes down! OOH That scream was just one of pure agony. That's the end of that for her, and she taps.

 

El Cerrador gets his first fall, evening the score!

 

Simon: The score is even now. Cerrador has made this a match now, and may even be at an advantage with Maki nursing that ankle. She has to make a quick go of it. 

 

Colin: TM may have the answer for that and reaches into his hat, OH NO HE TOSSES THE KNUCKLES INTO THE RING! This could be...oh, the throw is just short of Maki. This third fall just became wide open.

 

Kendra: So hard to find a good manservant these days.

 

Simon: Cerrador and Maki racing...as much as their battered bodies allow them to anyway...to the knuckles, Cerrador still has the cane and takes Maki's ankle out again!! Locking in a sharpshooter and Maki is wretching in pain. 

 

Kendra: I thought I heard a snap. 

 

Colin: She...may....pass...oh, did she yes she gets to the knuckles! It may be all for naught though if she can't get to use them, TM IN WITH A CHAIR AND KNOCKS EL CERRADOR ON THE SIDE OF THE HEAD! HOLD BROKEN! And Maki to the rope! She's hobbling but she's saved!

 

Kendra: Cerrador is out, but she can't just pin him though, she has to get to him and actually lock a hold in. 

 

Simon: Two individuals, both alike in a lack of dignity. 

 

Colin: Cerrador fighting to his feet! That's the mark of a champion! Cerrador defying the odds!

 

Kendra: Cerrador charging for a spear! That's the mark of a dumbass! MAKI SEES HIM COMING AND THERE'S THE PUNCH! Cerrador is NOT moving. Cerrador is NOT conscious. Maki drags him from the ropes, and she is bending his fingers back. Starting with disrespect and ending with disrespect.

Damaris lifts the arm, down.

Lifts Again, Cerrador's arm is down again.

One more lift

Up once more

Holding

Holding

 

Down.

 

Maki gets the second fall and wins the match!