Post by HoW on Dec 31, 2022 16:51:53 GMT
HOUSE OF WRESTLING
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Presents
December 30th, 2022
LIVE from the MGM Grand Garden Arena
LIVE from the MGM Grand Garden Arena
The MGM Grand Garden Arena is bustling, fans have begun storming through the gates ready for another episode of Foundation. Coming into frame is one of HOW newest signee, scheduled to make his debut on the opening match of the night, Olly. The two time MWE Tag Team champion is wearing a pair of blue jeans, black boots and a leather jacket. An outfit not so different from his wrestling gear, as the HOW fans will be learning soon.
Olly: I love this feeling. Stepping for the first time into a new company, into a new House. Feeling the curious gaze of their faithfuls, the “who the fuck is this guy?” muttered by the other people backstage. It’s like the first day of school, or my first day at the MWE Academy.
He stops in front of the camera, running a hand through his messy hair, an enigmatic grin appearing on his face.
Olly: It’s a unique feeling, I can’t quite describe it but…
The Academy graduate moves his hand over his stomach, moving it in small circles.
Olly: It starts from here, it’s like a swirl in the stomach. But it’s different from the so-called butterflies, it has nothing to do with nerves or jitters. There’s just something about being the “new guy”, it’s always been like that for me.
Olly chuckles lightly.
Olly: I guess this is how a storm must feel when it’s about to hit a city. Watching people living their lives, unaware of the danger approaching, unable to even fathom the destruction that’s about to hit them. The smart ones may be actually running for cover, the foolish may prepare themselves to face disaster, thinking they can fight the fury and survive. Or worse, that they can save the whole town.
Extending his hand toward the camera, he pushes it (and the operator holding it) on the floor. From this new point of view, we can only see his boots as he walks away.
Olly: Nice to meet you, House Of Wrestling. I apologize in advance for what I’m going to do to you and your heroes.
Earlier This Evening
House of Wrestling cameras are backstage in the locker room of Evan Carmine. Carmine, a newcomer looking to make an impact on tonight’s show, is already in gear and using resistance bands to warm up. As he pauses his motions, he looks up and inhales deeply.
CARMINE: Las Vegas, MGM Grand, eight person battle royal. It isn’t lost on me how much pressure I’m under right now. Jumping into the opening match on a big stage at a world famous venue, it’s all on me now. It’s my job to get everyone on their feet from the start. It’s my job to make a lasting first impression tonight. But, most importantly…
Evan lowers his gaze to face the camera.
CARMINE: It’s not just my job, but it is my desire to make so much of an impact tonight, that after the entire show concludes, all anyone remembers is my name and my performance.
He shrugs.
CARMINE: I get it, though. The young kid coming in, the least experienced of the bunch. Nobody is looking in my direction, they all sit and think I have lessons to learn and dues to pay. But honestly, I’m only coming in as humble as I need to be to show my respect for what we do. After that, I’m going full show out and show off every time I step through the ropes. I don’t care who you are, how many years you’ve put in, or what you think you’re entitled to. Evan Carmine is here to get to the top, stay at the top, and change the game. Tonight, chapter one in the book of no gimmicks needed. I’m claiming my position.
Evan shoves the camera back as he continues using his resistance bands and the feed fades out.
Previously Recorded
“Classy” Bianca Page is sitting in the stands of the Thomas & Mack Center as Monster Truck races are going on. Bianca has a befuddled and disgusted look on her face.
“Classy” Bianca Page:This is utterly disgusting. This is just a bunch of neanderthals flailing around in their trucks. Much like Archer and his buddy Holden but I can’t hate on what Holden has been able to do throughout his career. He is killing it right now but his little buddy Archer…Not so much.
Bianca mouths “Yikes.”
“Classy” Bianca Page:I can appreciate you are into ultraviolet brutality. Lord knows I’m not doing that crazy stuff. I am a wrestler not a stunt double so make your money Archer. So say you are going to snap, crackle, and pop people. While I on the other hand win and I have my eyes squarely on the HOW Grand Championship.
The expression on Bianca’s face becomes more serious.
“Classy” Bianca Page:I can go on and on as to why I should not only be in the Grand Championship scene but the HOW Grand Champion. So if you are able to successfully retain the Grand Championship against Isaak Otto, Alex, rest assured I’ll be seeing you sooner rather than later. But when I show up at Foundation on Friday Night I am going to end 2022 on a high note when I put Archer in his place as I lay claim as to why I should be leading HOW in 2023.
Bianca stands up from the seat she was sitting in and walks away.
“Classy” Bianca Page:(In the distance)Get me the hell out of this dump!!!
The cameras flicker to life to reveal Davina King standing backstage. She's on the phone.
Davina King: Yes sir, that sounds like a good idea. I can definitely meet you there after the show tonight.
She pauses, listening intently to the person on the other line.
Davina King: Let's just hope things don't come to that. Thanks for everything.
She hangs up her phone, a bright smile spreading across her face as she slips it back into her pocket.
Davina King: I'm suddenly feeling much better about the situation that I'm in tonight. I mean, not that I haven't been here before but we've all seen this before, right? More than that, we've seen in before HERE in the House of Wrestling. I've got my Pure match with Jenna, a match that I should be enjoying because Jenna Sharpe is an impressive competitor. I know she's going to do big things, but we all know my issue isn't with her. My issue is with Veronica Taylor being allowed to be special commentator during my match. You'd never see someone like me as a special referee or special commentator during her matches, yet she always somehow ends up with the best possible position.
King brings a hand up to her chin as if she's taking the moment to think things over.
Davina King: We all know the reason for that though. Our cowardly leader, Bash Blackstone, has taken a liking to Veronica for some reason. Well you know what Veronica, for all the advantages you were given you still aren't Grand Champion, and you aren't going to be as long as I'm here. Remember that. Also remember Jenna's warning, keep your hands to yourself tonight or I'm not going to be the only person you've got to deal with.
She brings out her phone again, chuckling at the message she's recieved. Davina walks off screen and we fade.
The amazing but totally awesome Madz was making her way down the hallway. Her Violent title resting over her shoulder. Madz was already dressed in her wrestling attire. She had a black and white striped fur jacket on. Her long blonde hair slightly curled. One thing about Madz is she always had a smile on her face. Madz was leaning up against the wall backstage. She had her phone in her hand. She was scrolling through her twitter. Even letting out a few laughs in-between scrolling. Madz was a bit distracted to even notice the camera crew walk up to her. She would glance up at the crew. Madz did this thing where she would bite the side of her lip when she was anxious. She would take a deep breath as she adjusts her championship.
MADZ - Um….HI…..Wait that sounded sad let me add a little pep into my voice. Hello my lovelies! It's me, your Violent champion Madz!
She would smile as she heard a few cheers from the crowd. She knew they just wanted to see her wipe the floor with Siren. Just like she did last time to Rocker boy.
MADZ - You know what? I applaud Siren. She doesn't quit even when she keeps getting knocked down. Like the girl hasn't really won any of her matches. She claimed she was going to beat Dylan yet she didn't. Also why am I facing someone who lost? I mean Dylan should be the one standing in the ring with me tonight. But you know what, I'll gladly send Siren back to the end of the line. I mean she couldn't get the job done when Holden was champion. I don't usually keep track of wins and losses but Siren you have to admit you're not looking so hot right now. Like the flame isn't even burning for you anymore sweetheart. Siren you really do have a good opportunity tonight because if and I mean IF you beat me you get a chance at my championship.
Madz would tilt her head. She had a smirk on her face now. One thing about Madz she liked to ramble about different things. She could never stay focused on one topic.
MADZ - Siren maybe you can call some of your friends from the 7th circle of hell. They might be able to give you a little luck. If it was me I'd suggest kicking that manager you have Sierra Rot to the curb. I don't think she's helping your career. You know what Siren I've accomplished so much in my short time here. I won my first championship. I won one of the keys for the house of Keys match. I know I didn't successfully cash it in but look at me now. I beat Holden Ross and Dylan Shepard and became the new Violent champion. I had my first title defense against Rocker boy. But What I'm trying to say is siren. I think you need to go home and remake your vision board. Because what you're doing now isn't working for you. May I recommend Pinterest? They have really nice things on there. Like motivation quotes. The food recipes are even better. They even have fashion tips.
Madz was a bit off topic with the last part but she loved Pinterest as much as the next person did.
MADZ - Siren I really hope you take my suggestions. I always try my best to give my fellow coworkers advice. I also have a little message for everyone backstage. I welcome anyone who thinks they can stand across me in that ring to step up. I want to face the best. I don't want to be that boring champion that sits around and complains. I welcome the challenge because as long as I'm the Violent champion ALL eyes will be on ME. The MADZ ERA will be the talk of 2023.-Winks-
Madz would smile as she held her championship up to the camera. Doing her little spin she does she would place her hand under her chin doing a small pose. Madz would skip off down the hallway. She was always ready to slay inside the ring.
The camera panned to the backstage area, where the sisters are going over a couple things in the back before their match against the midnight demon club. Lilith taps her sister as she sees the cameraman approaching the two, Kaya rolls her eyes, as she was still preparing her remarks, Lilith pulled him off to the side, as she looked at him sweetly.
Lilith Parker: So two weeks ago, we beat the Midnight Demon Club in a non-title match, because of some outside interference. Psh please we didn’t need help to beat them, I don’t even know who that guy was, he clearly has an issue with the so-called Demon Club. Regardless that didn’t affect us going into tonight, we still plan to walk out with the House of Wrestling World Tag Team Championships. See we are a golden standard when it comes to tag team and trios wrestling, as we have our accolades that can speak for themselves. You two want to talk shit, back it up. That’s what Kaya and I do every week; we claim to be the standard because we are the damn standard. It’s only a matter of time, before…
Kaya comes over fully dressed and ready to go. She looked at the cameraman laughing a bit as she stepped around her sister motioning for her to go get ready. She then held up two roses in black looking at the cameraman.
Kaya Parker: The midnight Demon Club, either goes to sleep or passes out. Regardless, you two believe we had to cheat to win? No, that guy came out of nowhere and whatever issues he has with you, he needs to take up with you. The Deathriders plan to go out on a bang going into 2023. The end remains near, but as my sister and I learned two weeks ago, the cards are to be kept close, because in the end the fire always wins. Have you even considered what full gold looks like no, because your narrow-minded views only allow you to focus on what you have. Once we meet, and this will be our earned title match by the way, we will take the tag team titles and add them to our collection, and don’t worry Demon Club.
Kaya lights the two roses on fire holding the two stems. Lilith moves over looking into the cameraman as the lights go out only seeing the faces of the two sisters. Kaya hands one to Lilith then looks up.
Kaya Parker: We’ll all burn together soon.
Kaya and Lilith stomp the flames out as the camera returns to the arena.
HoW Civil Champion Myra Rivers is backstage thinking about the events of two weeks ago. Needless to say, she’s definitely far from happy at this point. She doesn’t know whether it was the actions or the words of McKena Hardy that are bothering her, but nonetheless, she’s about to make that part clear.
Myra Rivers: McKena Hardy is a fucking coward! Yeah, I’m going to start out with some spice because I’m not going to hold back on her. If you saw the match, you all know that I was about to beat her and I was going to do what I said I was going to do and that was to make an example out of her. As it turns out, she took the coward’s way out and got herself disqualified. And yet, I’m not exactly sure if that was the most ANNOYING thing about her two weeks ago. She’s trying to pin all the blame on me. Why? Because I ‘wasn’t there’ for her when she got dragged into another situation in HoW? Hell, let’s flip this around. While Bianca Page and Veronica Taylor were making my time here hell as I was pursuing the Civil Championship that I hold now, where was she? I get it. Another situation. But while I was going through what I was going through to get this title, she didn’t bother contacting me at all or even checking up on me. In fact, I even remember a time where I tweeted a response to something that wasn’t even related to anything and… nothing.
She didn’t respond. She didn’t interact. Nothing. She never responded to anything I tweeted. She never even TRIED to keep in touch with me.
But it’s my fault because…
Myra sighs and rolls her eyes.
Myra Rivers: I’m not even going to entertain the thought even more than I already have. Lord knows that it’s been rather aggravating for me dealing with these Gen Z’er wrestlers as of late and not just here in this company. See, McKena Hardy is a little girl…. Correction… McKena Hardy is a LITTLE BITCH that doesn’t know how to take responsibility for a damn thing unless it’s to take credit for something that they had nothing to do with… like when she says that I’m only the Civil Champion because of her. Funny, I seem to remember Davina King being WAY more of a help to me when it came to dealing with the Plastic Vapids than she ever could’ve been. But you know, I can’t be surprised by any of this. After all, we only ever crossed paths to begin with when, ironically enough, we were both dragged into the same thing. Friendships that are started in this manner don’t always last… case in point here.
Myra pauses for a bit, obviously lamenting this.
Myra Rivers: It’s a shame. I think I’m more sad by the fact that McKena isn’t who I thought she could be and that she’s just another one of the ‘entitled generation’ than I am about what she’s done to me. But it’s all going to be alright because ultimately, I’m going to show her what a REAL champion looks like. It’s one thing to WANT to be a champion, as she does, but it’s a whole different thing to ACTUALLY be a champion. She knows nothing about that, nor could she. So, I’ll show her what it’s like when I go out there and I face Tomoko Ota in my first defense. Tomoko, I’m sorry that I am facing you under these circumstances because from what I’ve seen out of you so far? VERY impressive! You’re going to be a hell of a first defense for me, but unfortunately for you? You caught me at a rather bad time. This is the definition of ‘wrong place, wrong time’ for you because I’m a woman on a mission to show a certain entitled bitch number 477 over there that she’s got a LONG way to go before she could ever be a champion in so many ways. Don’t take that as me looking past you, because that’s not the type of wrestler that I am. I’m focused on you for the moment because you’re the one I have to beat to keep this title with me and that’s what I am going to do. I’ve got a lot of anger in me that is bubbling with in… and that could be VERY unfortunate news for you. I’m going to come out of this defense STILL the Civil Champion and I’m NOT going to end 2022 in HoW on the worst note I can end it on.
Tomoko, you’re not just facing a wrestler… you’re facing a born and bred champion that fights to keep the hope alive that this business could really use! Good luck out there! You’re going to need it.
Myra bolts from the scene at this point, controlling her anger the best that she can as the scene cuts.
A few moments pass before we cut backstage. The audience is able to lay eyes on Tomoko Ota as she paces back and forth in the hallway. Her brow is thoroughly furrowed; it appears as if she is deep in thought. Heck, a number of moments go by before she even senses the camera’s presence.
TOMOKO OTA: Oh! Hi there! I figured I’d be tracked down sometime tonight.
There’s an odd mixture of cheerfulness and irresolution in her voice as she speaks in English.
TOMOKO OTA: I’m going to speak frankly, okay?
A brief moment passes.
TOMOKO OTA: Although I’ve only been employed for a short period of time, I’ve already had two spectacular matches here in House of Wrestling. The warriors that I fought didn’t have the biggest of names, but what made up for their lack of notoriety with the amount of heart that they showed out there. Despite the end result, those matches? They were far from easy.
She nods her head.
TOMOKO OTA: Ironic, right? I’m going to walk a mile in their very shoes shortly. The woman that I’m facing tonight is world renown. As a fierce competitor. As an astonishing champion. As a strong and proud woman―
There’s a small pause as Tomoko gathers her thoughts.
TOMOKO OTA: Myra? You and I have yet to meet. However, I can tell that you are a woman of integrity. You don’t seem like the type of person that will look past someone. Therefore, I know that you are going to take this match seriously, even if you probably shouldn’t on paper.
She lets out a sigh.
TOMOKO OTA: I’m not a fool, Myra. You’ve been wrestling decades longer than I have. You’ve got more championships under your file than I can even count. And of course, you’ve also got momentum and motivation on your side. You won the HoW Civil Championship the same night that I debuted here. I know that you’d never be content with just holding the belt for a couple of weeks.
A brief moment passes.
TOMOKO OTA: Almost everyone in this arena expects me to lose. That’s what kept running through my mind as I rode here. It’s a surreal feeling. It really is―
Another moment passes.
TOMOKO OTA: On paper? I’m not supposed to be able to hold a candle to you and your reign. Fortunately for me, matches are conducted in that ring. And out there? Anything can happen. Some of life’s most impossible feats have taken place in the squared sanctum.
She nods her head.
TOMOKO OTA: Myra? I would like you to understand something. I have absolutely nothing to lose going into this match tonight. No cares. No expectations. Therefore, it would be foolish for me not to give it my all. I hope you are ready to handle that.
With that, the camera starts to fade out.
Jessi Ozborne takes to the center of the ring now, a microphone in hand. CJ and Jewel stand at her side as she begins to speak.
“Now that that’s over, I think it’s high time I come out here and address the big ass elephant in the room. And no, I don’t mean the overweight simp here in the front row who thinks I can’t see him catcalling me. You wouldn’t know what to do with me, fuckhead. Sit down.”
Jessi gets back on track as she continues.
“I’m talking about the obvious amount of opportunities that have been coming the Queens’ way ever since Paragon. Last week my girls Kaya and Lil got the dub over the current Tag Champions, as much as they love to bitch about it. They’re going after those titles in tonight’s main event, and it's pretty obvious who I’ve got my bets on there. Then, on top of that, certified bad bitch CJ Bradley tapped our beloved PURE Champion the fuck out.”
Jessi paused to throw CJ a quick Too Sweet before continuing.
“It’s safe to say that the Queens have been hella busy with gold as of late. You know who I could say the same about? Alex Andrews! Yeah! Girl’s been on top of her game! She defended her title successfully last week. No doubt she’ll do the same tonight. She’s been moving like a freight train, but that’s also gotten me a bit curious.
See, despite what this seemingly spontaneous spam of title matches may tell you, Alex Andrews isn’t flawless. There’s a blemish currently on her title reign, and that blemish's name is Jessi. Fucking. Ozborne. Yet I look at the card show after show and I keep seeing Grand Championship matches being booked without Jessi. Fucking. Ozborne’s name on em. Instead I see Veronica Taylor, who’s main reason for being in a match for the top prize was Doinking her way into win over Davina King on pay-per-view. People like Issak Otto, who doesn’t even go here, but gets a shot anyway for reasons I still have yet to understand.”
It’s clear these thoughts have Jessi a bit riled up, with the Queen of Queens collecting herself as she continues.
“So I’ve been stewing on it throughout this past month. Trying to figure out what the deal is. Why it is that undeserving challengers are getting their crack at the biggest prize in The House over the one who owns a victory over the person currently holding it. The only rational explanation I could come up with? Bash is just trying to protect her from me. I mean, it makes sense. Five defenses so far, and I’m no doubt the one who took Alex Andrews to her limit the most. I’m the one who got the pin to give her that latest tick in the loss column. It’s obvious I'm a threat to his investment in Alex as the face of this company.”
Jessi chuckles to herself off mic, with even her not fully believing the conspiracy theory rhetoric coming from her mouth right now.
“In reality, that may be it. But it’s likely it isn’t. Regardless, it’s gotta be something, because it’s pretty obvious I’m what the title picture needs right now. I’ve done more than enough to prove that I can carry this company on my back, especially when you take into account the real killer’s row of people they have challenging for the belt now. So Bash, honey, I’ll make this situation real easy for you by calling the shots better than you do. By the end of this weekend, I either get my Grand Championship match, or my explanation for not getting one. Either way, don’t keep me waiting. I assume you watch your own product, and know very well how willing I am to take matters into my own hands.”
Jessi drops the microphone as “Bow Down” begins to play over the speakers. The Queens make their exit, leaving the fans, and likely everyone in the back to stew over her words.
We see House of Wrestling Grand Champion Alex Andrews walking backstage, her championship belt hanging across her shouldeer. As she's about to make a t7turn down the hallway, she is approached by backstage interviewer Yahamamoto. He brings a microphone up to his lips.
Yahamamoto : Ms. Andrews, Hi. My name is Yahamamoto and I..
Alex interrupts briefly with a smile.
Alex Andrews : I know who you are.
Yahamamoto : Anyways, I was windering, do you have any last words for your opponent Issak Otto before your title defense?
She nods and readjusts the belt on her shoulder.
Alex Andrews : Sure, and I'll be somewhat quick about it. Issak, you and I haven't really interacted much, but from what I've seen you seem like a real stand up guy. Like I won't have to worry about any outside shenanigans when it comes to you. You'll have to excuse me if I'm a little cynical or apprehensive. You have to remember, I took this belt from Mikey Svarro and I'm still a bit gunshy when it comes to people trying to take my title from me. But anyways, I feel you're the type of guy whom wants to do this on merit and grit. You know, do this the right way type of person. And I get that and I wholeheartedly agree.
She smiles slightly but it slowly fades.
Alex Andrews : Because as I'm sure you'll already know, you're in for one hell of a fight if you think you want to take this title from me. I've had this title about 5 months now and defended like 4 or so times. And you know what? I'm not ready to give it up justnyet. There are still things I want to go with this championship. I want to be the trail blazer, the benchmark for this championship, set the pace as it were. Because as we all know, Mikey was only ever in it for himself. And quite frankly, I haven't had the best last couple of weeks, and I'm itching to step back into that ring and lay it all out there. So, Issak, good luck. Because the mood I'm in, you're gonna have to choke me out if you have any hope of taking what's mine.
Alex gives a polite nod to the interviewer and simply sidesteps him, walking in down the hallway as we fade.
We once again find ourselves in the glorious locker room of thee Main Characters of the House of Wrestling. They are none other than the World Tag Team Champions.. Wait, wait.. They ARE the Tag Team Division - They are the Midnight Demon Club! They were of course accompanied by the lovely, the gorgeous, thee amazing Jewel Chayse. The three of them were once again sporting the black and gold “Club Only” jackets that only they could pull off. However, underneath Silas’ jacket, he wore a shirt that could very clearly be read, it said: “I’m not even supposed to be here today!” The grins that were normally plastered all over their smug faces were not there this evening, however. No, they were replaced with somber, almost angry faces. Silas adjusted the Tag Team title that hung over his right shoulder before going on his tangent.
SILAS ROMERO: “Ladies and gentlemen of the Congregation. Your world-renowned Club comes before you… Heartbroken. You see, we should not even be here tonight. Given that we ARE the entire Tag Division of this fine, upstanding company… We should be afforded the right to have a night off, correct? Noa, do you agree?”
Silas turns to his tag team partner as she nods in agreement.
NOA SKYE: “You’re damn right we deserve a night off. Instead, here we are defending OUR titles against the usurpers to our Crowns. They may think they’re Queens… But we’re here to prove that they’re nothing more than the court jesters of OUR Division.”
Silas shakes his head side to side, making that oh so annoying, “Tsk, tsk” sound.
SILAS ROMERO: “You see this, ladies and gentlemen? What you see before you are three people that you don’t deserve to witness and you’ve none nothing but disrespect us at every turn. You know, despite the fact that we ARE the team that everybody tunes in for. You think teams were lining up around the block to face the Lost? Or the Deathriders? No. The moment those belts were graced by our touch… teams flocked in droves to the House that the Club built. And now?”
Silas lowers head only to chuckle for a moment.
SILAS ROMERO: “The Deathriders think they can take that away from us… from you. Why? Because they won a match on a fluke? A win is a win is a win… but that doesn’t mean that they have what it takes to seize the moment when the opportunity presents itself. They’ve proven that time and time again. Tonight? The Deathriders get sent out to pasture and the Club? We continue being the single greatest Tag Team this company has EVER produced. Period.”
With that, the three main characters of the story begin to walk off, before Noa interrupts the moment.
NOA SKYE: “Hey, at least in this company we’re borderline treated with respect… despite never having a day off.”
The three of them share a chuckle before the scene fades into the next.
The crowd is still in shock after the surprising conclusion to the main event of the last Foundations of 2022. The tron turns on to show Chris Night walking down the hallway. He's got his black duffel bag packed and slung over his shoulder. He looks like he's all showered and ready to head back home for the night.
That is, until he gets to the parking lot and opens the door from backstage to the lot. On the other side is a hooded figure that the camera can't make out. Inside their hands is a lead pipe that they used to smash into Chris' gut a moment later. He doubles over, dropping his bag, and the person nails him in the back with the pipe, causing Night to also fall to the floor in the process. This might be the same person that jumped FAITHE in the past.
He rolls around in pain, completely thrown off by the whole ordeal. The unknown takes the lead pipe and raises it above their head, before coming down with FORCE right onto Night's ankle! You can almost here the crack!
Chris screams out, unlike any scream we've heard from him before. This one is blood-curdling.
The tron goes dark but the audio is still connected, as we hear a clanking sound that is assumed to be the lead pipe dropping. It's followed by footsteps running away as we still hear Chris trying to control his breathing and deep grunting in severe pain. Everything cuts, and we end our last show of 2022.
Olly: I love this feeling. Stepping for the first time into a new company, into a new House. Feeling the curious gaze of their faithfuls, the “who the fuck is this guy?” muttered by the other people backstage. It’s like the first day of school, or my first day at the MWE Academy.
He stops in front of the camera, running a hand through his messy hair, an enigmatic grin appearing on his face.
Olly: It’s a unique feeling, I can’t quite describe it but…
The Academy graduate moves his hand over his stomach, moving it in small circles.
Olly: It starts from here, it’s like a swirl in the stomach. But it’s different from the so-called butterflies, it has nothing to do with nerves or jitters. There’s just something about being the “new guy”, it’s always been like that for me.
Olly chuckles lightly.
Olly: I guess this is how a storm must feel when it’s about to hit a city. Watching people living their lives, unaware of the danger approaching, unable to even fathom the destruction that’s about to hit them. The smart ones may be actually running for cover, the foolish may prepare themselves to face disaster, thinking they can fight the fury and survive. Or worse, that they can save the whole town.
Extending his hand toward the camera, he pushes it (and the operator holding it) on the floor. From this new point of view, we can only see his boots as he walks away.
Olly: Nice to meet you, House Of Wrestling. I apologize in advance for what I’m going to do to you and your heroes.
Earlier This Evening
House of Wrestling cameras are backstage in the locker room of Evan Carmine. Carmine, a newcomer looking to make an impact on tonight’s show, is already in gear and using resistance bands to warm up. As he pauses his motions, he looks up and inhales deeply.
CARMINE: Las Vegas, MGM Grand, eight person battle royal. It isn’t lost on me how much pressure I’m under right now. Jumping into the opening match on a big stage at a world famous venue, it’s all on me now. It’s my job to get everyone on their feet from the start. It’s my job to make a lasting first impression tonight. But, most importantly…
Evan lowers his gaze to face the camera.
CARMINE: It’s not just my job, but it is my desire to make so much of an impact tonight, that after the entire show concludes, all anyone remembers is my name and my performance.
He shrugs.
CARMINE: I get it, though. The young kid coming in, the least experienced of the bunch. Nobody is looking in my direction, they all sit and think I have lessons to learn and dues to pay. But honestly, I’m only coming in as humble as I need to be to show my respect for what we do. After that, I’m going full show out and show off every time I step through the ropes. I don’t care who you are, how many years you’ve put in, or what you think you’re entitled to. Evan Carmine is here to get to the top, stay at the top, and change the game. Tonight, chapter one in the book of no gimmicks needed. I’m claiming my position.
Evan shoves the camera back as he continues using his resistance bands and the feed fades out.
Match One 8Way Violent Over-The-Top Battle Royal Gregory St. John vs Evan Carmine vs Olly vs Frankie Fontaine vs Kelly Taylor vs Angelo vs Brianna Matthews vs Diaz Our opening match tonight is a Violent Rules over-the-top battle royal! The last time we had one of these things it was the main event of the very first Foundations and determined the first House of Wrestling Violent Championship. Tonight, we see which of these competitors are going to thrust their name into contention for the same title. The House gives us favorites such as Frankie Fontaine and Kelly Taylor, some up and comers like Gregory St. John and Angelo, and some fresh faces such as Olly and Evan Carmine. All eight competitors must be in the ring before the start of the match, so you can imagine the clusterfuck once the bell does ring. In the beginning, it's relatively difficult to keep your eyes in one place. Everyone is rushing every which way, and some leave the ring quickly in order to grab objects, only to return. However, nobody has gone over the top rope. That is, until Olly goes to town on Angelo with a kendo stick. The big man is getting hit every which way, Olly really showing the House crowd how violent he can be. He smacks Angelo across the face, causing him to turn his back to Olly. Olly hits the ropes and bounces back with his Random Act of Violence (Running knee strike to the back of the head) the causes Angelo to tumble over the tope rope as the first eliminated. If that wasn't impressive enough, Briana Matthews attempts to rush Olly right after the pin, only for Olly to reverse her momentum and send her over the top rope just seconds after eliminating big man Angelo. We see Gregory St. John able to eliminate Fontaine, as Frankie goes to the top rope. GSJ sees an opportunity and nails them with the Ace in the Hole (springboard forearm) to see Frankie tumble off the top and to the ground below. Newcomer Evan Carmine also has an impressive elimination when he goes for the Carmine Driver (Death Valley Driver) but tosses Kelly Taylor over the top rope instead. Despite the eliminations, both Evan and GSJ have gotten the House crowd on their side. Carmine and St. John even take a moment to unexpectedly work together in work to eliminate Diaz by smashing him in the face with double chair shots. Both Evan and Gregory look to one another, almost telepathically, before striking and sending Diaz tumbling over the top rope and to the outside. With only three left, they begin to circle around each other and look for an opening. Gregory is facing Evan, but lunges backwards and catches Olly off guard with a back elbow. He is able to take Olly to the mat with a hurricanrana. However he's made the mistake in thinking he and Evan were cool, and Carmine makes him pay for it by picking him up into a backdrop and dropping him over the top rope. Olly is back onto his feet, where Carmine goes to kip up off the turnbuckle but doesn't see Olly rush towards him. Olly comes from underneath, using Evan's kip up off the turnbuckle to suddenly lift him up and over the top rope! Effectively eliminating him. Carmine almost falls on the outside but catches his balance and ultimately lands on his feet. Evan looks back up at Olly, a bit disappointed but the House give him a warm welcome. Both have surely made impressions. WINNERS Olly FINISHING MOVE Elimination |
Previously Recorded
“Classy” Bianca Page is sitting in the stands of the Thomas & Mack Center as Monster Truck races are going on. Bianca has a befuddled and disgusted look on her face.
“Classy” Bianca Page:This is utterly disgusting. This is just a bunch of neanderthals flailing around in their trucks. Much like Archer and his buddy Holden but I can’t hate on what Holden has been able to do throughout his career. He is killing it right now but his little buddy Archer…Not so much.
Bianca mouths “Yikes.”
“Classy” Bianca Page:I can appreciate you are into ultraviolet brutality. Lord knows I’m not doing that crazy stuff. I am a wrestler not a stunt double so make your money Archer. So say you are going to snap, crackle, and pop people. While I on the other hand win and I have my eyes squarely on the HOW Grand Championship.
The expression on Bianca’s face becomes more serious.
“Classy” Bianca Page:I can go on and on as to why I should not only be in the Grand Championship scene but the HOW Grand Champion. So if you are able to successfully retain the Grand Championship against Isaak Otto, Alex, rest assured I’ll be seeing you sooner rather than later. But when I show up at Foundation on Friday Night I am going to end 2022 on a high note when I put Archer in his place as I lay claim as to why I should be leading HOW in 2023.
Bianca stands up from the seat she was sitting in and walks away.
“Classy” Bianca Page:(In the distance)Get me the hell out of this dump!!!
Match Two Bianca Page w/ Darcy Graves vs ARCHER w/ Holden Ross Our former Civil Champion is looking to get things back on track for herself with this one. Although she didn't lose the triple threat tag match two weeks ago, she didn't seem too happy about not being the winning team. Tonight she's involved in a singles match against the Architect of Ultraviolence, Archer. Both competitors also have their partners from last Foundations at ringside, which is explosive in of itself when you've got Darcy and Holden together. Archer displays that he is clearly the stronger of the two, goading Bianca into a brawl. However, Bianca is cunning and knows if she focuses more on her technical ability, Archer can't touch her there. Page uses a headlock to control Archer's movements, and then transitions to a waistlock. She takes him down and tries an array on submission holds, but isn't able to make him tap. Unfortunately, Archer is used to a different kind of pain so making him tap is going to be much harder than she originally thought. All the technical prowess does tire her out a smidge, but that's all Archer needs before he starts wailing on her with right hands, followed by a headbutt. He tosses her into the corner, before giving her a belly-to-belly out of the corner. He hops to the second rope and nails her with a flying headbutt that gets him a two count. Feeling motivated, Archer takes her to the apron where he plants her with Collateral Damage (Piledriver on the apron). Archer is forced to go to the outside of the ring, with the referee starting to count, in order to get Bianca back in the ring. He slides her under the ropes and Darcy begins to argue with him. Holden comes over and begins to shove Darcy back and forth, which is at least able to give Archer time to get back in the ring. But as he does, Bianca has had enough time to get to her feet and she lunges forward with Swanky (Superkick)! She tries to hook his leg for a pin but she also only gets a two count before Archer kicks out. On the outside, while Darcy and Holden were able to pull themselves apart before, their yelling is only getting louder and they again they meet at ringside. They come face to face, pressing their foreheads together in anger. Bianca is distracted by what's happening at ringside, especially as Holden and Darcy come to blows right after! Page doesn't realize that Archer has had enough time to get back to his feet, and stalks Bianca. When she turns around, Archer rushes forward with the Malum In Se (Running Yakuza Kick), but Bianca is able to duck! He stumbles forward, falling to his knees for a moment. But that's all Bianca needs as she leaps into the Lavish Lifestyle (Blockbuster)! She yells to the referee, whom is about to toss Holden and Darcy out of ringside. But he turns around to see Page pinning Archer, and is able to get the three count on the Architect of Ultraviolence. Security has to come down and break up Holden and Darcy in order to get them to stop. This is definitely not the last we've seen. WINNER Bianca Page FINISHING MOVE Lavish Lifestyle (Blockbuster) |
The cameras flicker to life to reveal Davina King standing backstage. She's on the phone.
Davina King: Yes sir, that sounds like a good idea. I can definitely meet you there after the show tonight.
She pauses, listening intently to the person on the other line.
Davina King: Let's just hope things don't come to that. Thanks for everything.
She hangs up her phone, a bright smile spreading across her face as she slips it back into her pocket.
Davina King: I'm suddenly feeling much better about the situation that I'm in tonight. I mean, not that I haven't been here before but we've all seen this before, right? More than that, we've seen in before HERE in the House of Wrestling. I've got my Pure match with Jenna, a match that I should be enjoying because Jenna Sharpe is an impressive competitor. I know she's going to do big things, but we all know my issue isn't with her. My issue is with Veronica Taylor being allowed to be special commentator during my match. You'd never see someone like me as a special referee or special commentator during her matches, yet she always somehow ends up with the best possible position.
King brings a hand up to her chin as if she's taking the moment to think things over.
Davina King: We all know the reason for that though. Our cowardly leader, Bash Blackstone, has taken a liking to Veronica for some reason. Well you know what Veronica, for all the advantages you were given you still aren't Grand Champion, and you aren't going to be as long as I'm here. Remember that. Also remember Jenna's warning, keep your hands to yourself tonight or I'm not going to be the only person you've got to deal with.
She brings out her phone again, chuckling at the message she's recieved. Davina walks off screen and we fade.
Match Three PURE Rules Special Commentator: Veronica Taylor Jenna Sharpe vs Davina King The first out to the ring was Veronica Taylor, who told our commentators, Dom and Ellie, that she was none too pleased with the events of two weeks ago. As far as she can tell, she should be Grand Champion and the match should've been restarted when Davina got involved. When Ellie brings up the body double, Veronica changes the subject, Davina gives Veronica a warning glance once she makes it to the ring, but other than that she tries to keep her eyes off her. Jenna is feeling comfortable is her claim on twitter, and that Veronica better not get involved in the match or she'll have more than just Davina to answer too. Veronica stays at the commentators table but naturally she makes remarks and throughout the match when King is near to her side, she makes little quips so that Davina can hear. During the first half of the match, both competitors did a damn good job of staying competitive. If you're looking for why many believe the Pure division is set to have some bangers, look no further than these two. Davina's strength against Jenna's technical power was indeed a sight to see. Jenna uses her first rope break after a pin attempt from Davina, in which she rocks her with the Kingdom Come (Spinning Backfist). There's a huge possibility that Sharpe could've powered out, but she wasn't about to take that chance. Jenna follows that up but coming up with a huge response to Davina by making her use two of her rope breaks, back to back. Jenna is able to catch Davina's lariat as she tries to rush her, and Sharpe takes her down with an armbar. King is forced to crawl to the ropes to get herself the rope break. They get to their feet and tie up again, but Jenna goes into a roll that comes out into a leglock. Luckily (or not) for Davina, that put her right near the ropes, letting her reach up and get her second rope break. At the commentary table, Veronica's voice begins to get louder as she speaks on Davina, "...and she wouldn't have looked good on that magazine cover anyway. We want to SELL magazines". King points to Veronica, who ignores her. Davina turns around into a flying forearm from Jenna, who then takes her down with a Russian legsweep. She tries to whip Davina cross the ring, but Davina reverses it and ends up behind Jenna. She lifts Sharpe up into the Shook Slam (Sitout Glam Slam)! But Jenna is able to throw her weight forward, causing Davina to release her but also, Jenna is able to grab Davina into a roll up! She's able to get the pin on Davina, for what some would say is an upset for the newer HoW competitor! Jenna's hand is raised as Davina gets to her feet, shaking the surprise off. She extends her hand to Jenna, who shakes it. Jenna exits the ring, and as she's walking up the ramp, Davina is attacked from behind! Veronica has wrapped a 24K gold necklace around Davina's neck, and is choking her! Davina is gasping for air, but Veronica is seeing red! Jenna hears Davina's desperate gasps for air and turns around to see the horrendous sight. Jenna immediately rushes down to the ring, but before she gets there, Veronica uses the gold necklace to hit a modified version of Exed Out (Roll of the Dice) before rolling out of the ring. Jenna rolls in the ring and checks on Davina as Veronica backs up the ramp. WINNER Jenna Sharpe FINISHING MOVE Roll Up |
The amazing but totally awesome Madz was making her way down the hallway. Her Violent title resting over her shoulder. Madz was already dressed in her wrestling attire. She had a black and white striped fur jacket on. Her long blonde hair slightly curled. One thing about Madz is she always had a smile on her face. Madz was leaning up against the wall backstage. She had her phone in her hand. She was scrolling through her twitter. Even letting out a few laughs in-between scrolling. Madz was a bit distracted to even notice the camera crew walk up to her. She would glance up at the crew. Madz did this thing where she would bite the side of her lip when she was anxious. She would take a deep breath as she adjusts her championship.
MADZ - Um….HI…..Wait that sounded sad let me add a little pep into my voice. Hello my lovelies! It's me, your Violent champion Madz!
She would smile as she heard a few cheers from the crowd. She knew they just wanted to see her wipe the floor with Siren. Just like she did last time to Rocker boy.
MADZ - You know what? I applaud Siren. She doesn't quit even when she keeps getting knocked down. Like the girl hasn't really won any of her matches. She claimed she was going to beat Dylan yet she didn't. Also why am I facing someone who lost? I mean Dylan should be the one standing in the ring with me tonight. But you know what, I'll gladly send Siren back to the end of the line. I mean she couldn't get the job done when Holden was champion. I don't usually keep track of wins and losses but Siren you have to admit you're not looking so hot right now. Like the flame isn't even burning for you anymore sweetheart. Siren you really do have a good opportunity tonight because if and I mean IF you beat me you get a chance at my championship.
Madz would tilt her head. She had a smirk on her face now. One thing about Madz she liked to ramble about different things. She could never stay focused on one topic.
MADZ - Siren maybe you can call some of your friends from the 7th circle of hell. They might be able to give you a little luck. If it was me I'd suggest kicking that manager you have Sierra Rot to the curb. I don't think she's helping your career. You know what Siren I've accomplished so much in my short time here. I won my first championship. I won one of the keys for the house of Keys match. I know I didn't successfully cash it in but look at me now. I beat Holden Ross and Dylan Shepard and became the new Violent champion. I had my first title defense against Rocker boy. But What I'm trying to say is siren. I think you need to go home and remake your vision board. Because what you're doing now isn't working for you. May I recommend Pinterest? They have really nice things on there. Like motivation quotes. The food recipes are even better. They even have fashion tips.
Madz was a bit off topic with the last part but she loved Pinterest as much as the next person did.
MADZ - Siren I really hope you take my suggestions. I always try my best to give my fellow coworkers advice. I also have a little message for everyone backstage. I welcome anyone who thinks they can stand across me in that ring to step up. I want to face the best. I don't want to be that boring champion that sits around and complains. I welcome the challenge because as long as I'm the Violent champion ALL eyes will be on ME. The MADZ ERA will be the talk of 2023.-Winks-
Madz would smile as she held her championship up to the camera. Doing her little spin she does she would place her hand under her chin doing a small pose. Madz would skip off down the hallway. She was always ready to slay inside the ring.
Match Four Carina Vega vs Brother Wells These two are a couple of the most interesting characters currently roaming the halls of the House of Wrestling. Carina has always been something of a dark mystery, but ever since Brother Wells has shown up in the House, he has brought 'dark mystery' to a whole new meaning. Brother Wells makes his way out first, followed by Carina. You can see the look of disgust on Wells' face as Carina enters the ring. Vega seems to get some sort of pleasure out of it, as she lets out a little giggle and tops it off with a sexual strut. The bell rings and the games quickly disappear and are replaced with a brawl. After a solid back and forth, Wells lunges into a running back elbow that Carina is able to raise her arms and block the strike. Carina tries to follow up with a pump kick. However, Wells catches her and slams her back down with a sidewalk slam! Wells takes Carina into front facelock before landing two knees to Vega's face. He lifts her into a front suplex, but instead of hitting the canvas, he drops her onto his right knee! It looks devastating and Wells tries to gain a three count from it but Carina kicks out! He locks another front facelock, this time on the mat. Vega fights back, and the two roll around on the floor. Carina is able to smack her head backwards and knock right into his face. She stumbles back out of surprise. She rushes forward and plants him with a running DDT! She gives a small taunt to the crowd, before going into Shot Through The Heart (Cartwheel Elbow)! Vega hooks his leg but Wells is still able to power out before the three count. As Wells is still on the mat, lying on his back, Carina takes a moment to give a seductive dance. She steps over Wells and gives him a sit-out senton that is meant to be somewhat sexual, as well. She continues sitting on him in a pin, but Wells turns to his side and pushes Vega off of him. He doesn't look happy about it at all, but just like the beginning of the match, Carina looks like she's getting a pretty big kick out of it. Wells lets his anger get the better of him, swinging his leg around for a high kick that Vega is able to duck under. She gives him a backhand to knock him off guard, followed by a facebuster. She yanks him up to his feet, into a short-arm heel kick but Brother Wells sees the kick coming! Just as Carina had done to his kick, Wells ducks under and pops back up behind Carina. She begins to turn around and SMACK! Brother Wells nails Carina with the Malicious Benediction (Black Mass) and she crumbles to the canvas. Wells hooks her leg and snags his second win here in the House. His hand is raised, and he gives Carina one last look of disgust before exiting the ring. WINNER Brother Wells FINISHING MOVE Malicious Benediction (Black Mass) |
The camera panned to the backstage area, where the sisters are going over a couple things in the back before their match against the midnight demon club. Lilith taps her sister as she sees the cameraman approaching the two, Kaya rolls her eyes, as she was still preparing her remarks, Lilith pulled him off to the side, as she looked at him sweetly.
Lilith Parker: So two weeks ago, we beat the Midnight Demon Club in a non-title match, because of some outside interference. Psh please we didn’t need help to beat them, I don’t even know who that guy was, he clearly has an issue with the so-called Demon Club. Regardless that didn’t affect us going into tonight, we still plan to walk out with the House of Wrestling World Tag Team Championships. See we are a golden standard when it comes to tag team and trios wrestling, as we have our accolades that can speak for themselves. You two want to talk shit, back it up. That’s what Kaya and I do every week; we claim to be the standard because we are the damn standard. It’s only a matter of time, before…
Kaya comes over fully dressed and ready to go. She looked at the cameraman laughing a bit as she stepped around her sister motioning for her to go get ready. She then held up two roses in black looking at the cameraman.
Kaya Parker: The midnight Demon Club, either goes to sleep or passes out. Regardless, you two believe we had to cheat to win? No, that guy came out of nowhere and whatever issues he has with you, he needs to take up with you. The Deathriders plan to go out on a bang going into 2023. The end remains near, but as my sister and I learned two weeks ago, the cards are to be kept close, because in the end the fire always wins. Have you even considered what full gold looks like no, because your narrow-minded views only allow you to focus on what you have. Once we meet, and this will be our earned title match by the way, we will take the tag team titles and add them to our collection, and don’t worry Demon Club.
Kaya lights the two roses on fire holding the two stems. Lilith moves over looking into the cameraman as the lights go out only seeing the faces of the two sisters. Kaya hands one to Lilith then looks up.
Kaya Parker: We’ll all burn together soon.
Kaya and Lilith stomp the flames out as the camera returns to the arena.
Match Five Violent Rules Violent Championship Eliminator Match Madison Lewis vs Siren Our next match is another in the Eliminator series. Two weeks ago we saw the Deathriders defeat Midnight Demon Club, which earned them an automatic title shot taking place later tonight. So if Siren is able to defeat Madison tonight, in two weeks time we'll see Madison put the Violent Championship on the line against her. Given Siren's recent misfortune, it would allow her to skip the line, exactly what she'd like. Siren is as fast as always, with Madz originally trying to play keep up in the ring. Siren is able to wedge a chair in the turnbuckle, and whip Madison towards it. Luckily for Madz, she's able to stop her own momentum. Unluckily for her though, Siren has ran forward a placed a missile dropkick to her back that sends Lewis right into the chair! Siren rushes to the other side of the ring and then towards the post that Madz is at. She leaps into a monkeyflip position, but she's unable to take Madison down. Madz uses all the strength she has to hold Siren in that position. She lifts her up and then over the ropes, Siren's back colliding onto the apron. Siren stands on the apron, battling Madison through the ropes. Eventually Madz is able to land a kick to her midsection. As Siren doubles over, Madison bounds off the ropes into a slingshot sunset powerbomb off the apron to the outside! The House crowd are on their feet in applause as Madz goes for a cover but only gets a two count. Siren tries to battle back to her feet, thinking quickly and grabbing hold of Madison for a jawbreaker. Madz stumbles back, and Siren spears her into the nearby steel steps! Madison is trying to get to her feet, and Siren grabs a handful of her hair, slamming her face first into the steel steps again. A second time, Madz is trying to get to her feet and Siren gives her a forearm, before lifting her up and releasing her in the air to fall back and slam her face right into the steps again! Sierra Rot, always supporting Siren, grabs the Violent Championship from ringside and walks over to where the two are still fighting. Siren grabs a handful of Madz's hair again, yanking her upwards. Sierra gets in Madison's face, shoving the gold plate of the Violent Championship right up next to her eyes. It can barely be heard what she's saying, but clearly it has something to do with Madz supposedly losing her title soon. That's when Madison throws her head back without warning, giving Siren a headbutt with the back of her head. She reaches forward with her elbow, connecting with Sierra's jaw! Rot drops the belt on the ground and steps away, clutching her chin. Madz kips up onto the apron and then quickly jumps off into a modified version of MadzVILLE (Springboard Complete Shot) that sees Siren plant face first into the gold plate of the Violent Championship! Madz rolls her over for the three count. WINNER Madison Lewis FINISHING MOVE MadzVILLE (Springboard Complete Shot) |
HoW Civil Champion Myra Rivers is backstage thinking about the events of two weeks ago. Needless to say, she’s definitely far from happy at this point. She doesn’t know whether it was the actions or the words of McKena Hardy that are bothering her, but nonetheless, she’s about to make that part clear.
Myra Rivers: McKena Hardy is a fucking coward! Yeah, I’m going to start out with some spice because I’m not going to hold back on her. If you saw the match, you all know that I was about to beat her and I was going to do what I said I was going to do and that was to make an example out of her. As it turns out, she took the coward’s way out and got herself disqualified. And yet, I’m not exactly sure if that was the most ANNOYING thing about her two weeks ago. She’s trying to pin all the blame on me. Why? Because I ‘wasn’t there’ for her when she got dragged into another situation in HoW? Hell, let’s flip this around. While Bianca Page and Veronica Taylor were making my time here hell as I was pursuing the Civil Championship that I hold now, where was she? I get it. Another situation. But while I was going through what I was going through to get this title, she didn’t bother contacting me at all or even checking up on me. In fact, I even remember a time where I tweeted a response to something that wasn’t even related to anything and… nothing.
She didn’t respond. She didn’t interact. Nothing. She never responded to anything I tweeted. She never even TRIED to keep in touch with me.
But it’s my fault because…
Myra sighs and rolls her eyes.
Myra Rivers: I’m not even going to entertain the thought even more than I already have. Lord knows that it’s been rather aggravating for me dealing with these Gen Z’er wrestlers as of late and not just here in this company. See, McKena Hardy is a little girl…. Correction… McKena Hardy is a LITTLE BITCH that doesn’t know how to take responsibility for a damn thing unless it’s to take credit for something that they had nothing to do with… like when she says that I’m only the Civil Champion because of her. Funny, I seem to remember Davina King being WAY more of a help to me when it came to dealing with the Plastic Vapids than she ever could’ve been. But you know, I can’t be surprised by any of this. After all, we only ever crossed paths to begin with when, ironically enough, we were both dragged into the same thing. Friendships that are started in this manner don’t always last… case in point here.
Myra pauses for a bit, obviously lamenting this.
Myra Rivers: It’s a shame. I think I’m more sad by the fact that McKena isn’t who I thought she could be and that she’s just another one of the ‘entitled generation’ than I am about what she’s done to me. But it’s all going to be alright because ultimately, I’m going to show her what a REAL champion looks like. It’s one thing to WANT to be a champion, as she does, but it’s a whole different thing to ACTUALLY be a champion. She knows nothing about that, nor could she. So, I’ll show her what it’s like when I go out there and I face Tomoko Ota in my first defense. Tomoko, I’m sorry that I am facing you under these circumstances because from what I’ve seen out of you so far? VERY impressive! You’re going to be a hell of a first defense for me, but unfortunately for you? You caught me at a rather bad time. This is the definition of ‘wrong place, wrong time’ for you because I’m a woman on a mission to show a certain entitled bitch number 477 over there that she’s got a LONG way to go before she could ever be a champion in so many ways. Don’t take that as me looking past you, because that’s not the type of wrestler that I am. I’m focused on you for the moment because you’re the one I have to beat to keep this title with me and that’s what I am going to do. I’ve got a lot of anger in me that is bubbling with in… and that could be VERY unfortunate news for you. I’m going to come out of this defense STILL the Civil Champion and I’m NOT going to end 2022 in HoW on the worst note I can end it on.
Tomoko, you’re not just facing a wrestler… you’re facing a born and bred champion that fights to keep the hope alive that this business could really use! Good luck out there! You’re going to need it.
Myra bolts from the scene at this point, controlling her anger the best that she can as the scene cuts.
Match Six McKena Hardy vs FAITHE This one is quite an interesting bout considered they're supposed to be on the same fight team. However McKena didn't show up for Nightfall at Paragon, and has had a polarizing attitude since that night including attacking the Civil Champion, Myra Rivers. Faithe has been big about being there for McKena, but Hardy has heard none of it and continues pushing the entirety of Nightfall away. As they're in the ring, you can see that Faithe is holding back and pulling her punches a little, she's not trying to hurt McKena in any way. But McKena isn't holding anything back, and continues to become more and more aggressive. We see a combo from her in which she arm drags Faith across the ring and into the corner. Hardy meets her at the corner, and smashes Faithe's head into the turnbuckle. Having control from behind, she smashes Faithe's face into the cover a couple more times before the referee begins a count, which tells McKena to stop. The crowd boos for the changes that McKena has been exhibiting, but she shrugs to them like she couldn't care less. Faithe is slowly coming to terms with the fact that maybe the plan of wrestling McKena back "in line" wasn't going to work. From that point she gets in good offense that is able to throw McKena off. Faith gives McKena a gutwrench suplex, and then follows it up by hitting the ropes and coming back with a basement axe kick. She gets McKena to her feet, audibly asking McKena what "her deal is". McKena answers by giving Faithe a stiff forearm to her face, before planting her with a reverse DDT. Hardy bounces off the ropes into a backflip but Faithe shoots up! Before McKena can make a complete backflip moonsault, Faithe jolts up and grabs Hardy from behind into a spinning backdrop. She bridges McKena up for a pin but Hardy kicks out and rolls to her feet. She gives Faithe a quick kick to her face, and tries to cement it with a sliding knee. But Faithe is able to move out of the way, with McKena landing on her knees. This gives Faithe time to hit her in the face with a running knee! You can hear the smack echo throughout the MGM Grand Garden Arena. McKena tries to battle back as Faithe gets her up again, but she's on a roll. She chops McKena down, giving her a second chop and then a third, that sees McKena unable to get up as fast as the first. Faithe lifts Hardy into the Fever Dream Street (Phantom Driver) but McKena hooks Faithe's neck on the way down, and tucks her in for a small package! The referee drops to the canvas and begins to count. Hardy turns her body to the referee and blocks the view of her pulling Faithe's tights the last moment of the count. The referee counts the three and McKena rolls from the ring. The audience boos as McKena walks up the ramp, she's unbothered by them and rolls her eyes. She refuses to look back at FAITHE or at the fans, disappearing behind the curtain as her music continues to play. WINNER McKena Hardy FINISHING MOVE Small Package |
A few moments pass before we cut backstage. The audience is able to lay eyes on Tomoko Ota as she paces back and forth in the hallway. Her brow is thoroughly furrowed; it appears as if she is deep in thought. Heck, a number of moments go by before she even senses the camera’s presence.
TOMOKO OTA: Oh! Hi there! I figured I’d be tracked down sometime tonight.
There’s an odd mixture of cheerfulness and irresolution in her voice as she speaks in English.
TOMOKO OTA: I’m going to speak frankly, okay?
A brief moment passes.
TOMOKO OTA: Although I’ve only been employed for a short period of time, I’ve already had two spectacular matches here in House of Wrestling. The warriors that I fought didn’t have the biggest of names, but what made up for their lack of notoriety with the amount of heart that they showed out there. Despite the end result, those matches? They were far from easy.
She nods her head.
TOMOKO OTA: Ironic, right? I’m going to walk a mile in their very shoes shortly. The woman that I’m facing tonight is world renown. As a fierce competitor. As an astonishing champion. As a strong and proud woman―
There’s a small pause as Tomoko gathers her thoughts.
TOMOKO OTA: Myra? You and I have yet to meet. However, I can tell that you are a woman of integrity. You don’t seem like the type of person that will look past someone. Therefore, I know that you are going to take this match seriously, even if you probably shouldn’t on paper.
She lets out a sigh.
TOMOKO OTA: I’m not a fool, Myra. You’ve been wrestling decades longer than I have. You’ve got more championships under your file than I can even count. And of course, you’ve also got momentum and motivation on your side. You won the HoW Civil Championship the same night that I debuted here. I know that you’d never be content with just holding the belt for a couple of weeks.
A brief moment passes.
TOMOKO OTA: Almost everyone in this arena expects me to lose. That’s what kept running through my mind as I rode here. It’s a surreal feeling. It really is―
Another moment passes.
TOMOKO OTA: On paper? I’m not supposed to be able to hold a candle to you and your reign. Fortunately for me, matches are conducted in that ring. And out there? Anything can happen. Some of life’s most impossible feats have taken place in the squared sanctum.
She nods her head.
TOMOKO OTA: Myra? I would like you to understand something. I have absolutely nothing to lose going into this match tonight. No cares. No expectations. Therefore, it would be foolish for me not to give it my all. I hope you are ready to handle that.
With that, the camera starts to fade out.
Match Seven Tag Team Gloria Ramirez & Chris Night vs Jewel Chayse & CJ Bradley The tale of Nightfall and the Queens of Chaos forges head on with this tag match. CJ Bradley managed to get the win over the Pure Champion two weeks ago, arguably putting her in the best contendership position, albeit after some help from Jewel. Tonight they'll get just that in some help from their partners as we begin our tag match. CJ and Chris Night start out for their teams, with Chris using his speed to get the better of Bradley early on. He seems to be cutting her off as she tries an offense, such as a reversal from a side suplex where Chris rolls away and kips up into a pele kick that lands right across CJ's temple. Bradley is able to take him down with a swinging neckbreaker, which she transitions to an STO once on the ground. She's able to keep the pressure on Chris for a bit as their partners look on, but eventually he's able to slip out and slam his elbow into the side of CJ's head. Naturally this forces her to let him go, and the two kip up to their feet again. This time Chris lunges into an enzugiri that causes Bradley to stumble back into her corner, and Chayse to tag herself in. Jewel rockets into the ring and catches a first lariat, but when she tries for a second one, Chris spins it around into a backslide pin. Jewel is able to kick out and roll to her knees, where Night plants a basement dropkick to her chest. He lands a standing leg drop for good measure, before quickly rolling over to his corner and tagging in Gloria. At the same time, Chayse grabs her neck and rolls over to her corner as well, where CJ tags herself in. Ramirez enters the ring, looking mighty happy to spar with CJ again. Bradley on the other hand is as stoic as ever, the two meeting in the middle for a tie up that leads to a waistlock front slam from Gloria. Once on the canvas, she transitions to a leglock with Bradley yelling out in pain. After struggling, CJ is able to reach Gloria with fists, landing clubs to her chest. Gloria is forced to release, and as they get to their feet, CJ ducks a right hand. Ending up behind Gloria, she nails her with her signature straight jacket german suplex! CJ bridges her for a pin but Gloria kicks out! Limping slightly from the leg lock, CJ tags Jewel back in and the referee tends to Bradley in case she's injured. While Chayse was on the apron, she'd slipped off when nobody was looking and grabbed the Pure Championship. As the ref tends to CJ, Chayse enters the ring with the belt in her hands! She walks up to Gloria, who backs away and thinks Jewel wants to hit her with it. Instead, Chayse smacks the canvas with the belt, causing a loud THUD. A moment later, Jewel lays on the mat with a hand on her head, the Pure Championship laying nearby with Gloria standing up. The referee goes off what he sees and calls for the bell and a disqualification. Night and Ramirez plead with the ref but he won't hear none of it. Jessi joins the Queens in the ring as Chris and Gloria make their way up the ramp. Jewel taunts Gloria, while CJ is more difficult to read. Odds are she wanted another official pin on the champion, but a win is a win. Gloria looks disappointed and uneasy as Chris tries to console her. WINNERS CJ Bradley & Jewel Chayse FINISHING MOVE Disqualification |
Jessi Ozborne takes to the center of the ring now, a microphone in hand. CJ and Jewel stand at her side as she begins to speak.
“Now that that’s over, I think it’s high time I come out here and address the big ass elephant in the room. And no, I don’t mean the overweight simp here in the front row who thinks I can’t see him catcalling me. You wouldn’t know what to do with me, fuckhead. Sit down.”
Jessi gets back on track as she continues.
“I’m talking about the obvious amount of opportunities that have been coming the Queens’ way ever since Paragon. Last week my girls Kaya and Lil got the dub over the current Tag Champions, as much as they love to bitch about it. They’re going after those titles in tonight’s main event, and it's pretty obvious who I’ve got my bets on there. Then, on top of that, certified bad bitch CJ Bradley tapped our beloved PURE Champion the fuck out.”
Jessi paused to throw CJ a quick Too Sweet before continuing.
“It’s safe to say that the Queens have been hella busy with gold as of late. You know who I could say the same about? Alex Andrews! Yeah! Girl’s been on top of her game! She defended her title successfully last week. No doubt she’ll do the same tonight. She’s been moving like a freight train, but that’s also gotten me a bit curious.
See, despite what this seemingly spontaneous spam of title matches may tell you, Alex Andrews isn’t flawless. There’s a blemish currently on her title reign, and that blemish's name is Jessi. Fucking. Ozborne. Yet I look at the card show after show and I keep seeing Grand Championship matches being booked without Jessi. Fucking. Ozborne’s name on em. Instead I see Veronica Taylor, who’s main reason for being in a match for the top prize was Doinking her way into win over Davina King on pay-per-view. People like Issak Otto, who doesn’t even go here, but gets a shot anyway for reasons I still have yet to understand.”
It’s clear these thoughts have Jessi a bit riled up, with the Queen of Queens collecting herself as she continues.
“So I’ve been stewing on it throughout this past month. Trying to figure out what the deal is. Why it is that undeserving challengers are getting their crack at the biggest prize in The House over the one who owns a victory over the person currently holding it. The only rational explanation I could come up with? Bash is just trying to protect her from me. I mean, it makes sense. Five defenses so far, and I’m no doubt the one who took Alex Andrews to her limit the most. I’m the one who got the pin to give her that latest tick in the loss column. It’s obvious I'm a threat to his investment in Alex as the face of this company.”
Jessi chuckles to herself off mic, with even her not fully believing the conspiracy theory rhetoric coming from her mouth right now.
“In reality, that may be it. But it’s likely it isn’t. Regardless, it’s gotta be something, because it’s pretty obvious I’m what the title picture needs right now. I’ve done more than enough to prove that I can carry this company on my back, especially when you take into account the real killer’s row of people they have challenging for the belt now. So Bash, honey, I’ll make this situation real easy for you by calling the shots better than you do. By the end of this weekend, I either get my Grand Championship match, or my explanation for not getting one. Either way, don’t keep me waiting. I assume you watch your own product, and know very well how willing I am to take matters into my own hands.”
Jessi drops the microphone as “Bow Down” begins to play over the speakers. The Queens make their exit, leaving the fans, and likely everyone in the back to stew over her words.
Match Eight House Of Wrestling Civil Championship Myra Rivers(c) vs Tomoko Ota Our next match is a great opportunity for both champion and challenger as one looks to become champion and one looks to prove herself as champion. Tomoko has been impressive since joining the House, and has yet to lose a match. This has lead to her earning a shot against Myra Rivers, who is just starting her legacy. As they come down to the ring you can see the hunger in their eyes, but they still shake hands as a sign of respect. Tomoko is a bit more mat based than Myra, who is more of an all-arounder, thus when Ota gets Rivers into a technical battle she takes the lead. She performs an armbreaker down to the mat but Ota keeps hold of Myra's arm. She transitions into an armbar, but Myra is about to break free of the submission so Tomoko lets her go anyway. She bounces off the ropes as Myra is getting to her feet and nails her with a shining wizard. Tomoko definitely came down to the ring tonight to win. She goes to land double knees to Myra's side but Rivers rolls out of the way. Rivers grabs Ota from behind, lifting her into a backbreaker across her knee. She stretches Tomoko across her right knee, applying as much pressure as she can. She brings Ota to the canvas, applying a clover leaf. But Tomoko is near the ropes at this point and manages to get a rope break to free herself. Myra goes for a kick that is blocked by Tomoko, she catches Myra into a sleeper that she holds for a few seconds. As Myra begins to slip out, Ota transitions into a tiger suplex and drives Myra into the canvas! She hooks Myra's leg and tries for a pin but the Civil Champion is able to get her shoulder up. In response, she bounds off the ropes and into a headscissors. They both kip up again, which sends Myra bounding off the ropes for a second time, this time catching Ota with a tilt-a-whirl tornado DDT. She knows Ota will try kipping up again, so Myra waits for it. When she does, Myra goes for the Rebel Stomp (Eat Defeat) by twisting Tomoko's arm but when she goes to put her foot up, Tomoko gives her a hard elbow to the face. When Myra releases it, Tomoko strikes with the Eternal Cleave (Double axe handle to the chest)! This time it's Tomoko stalking Myra and waiting for her to get up. As Myra does, she's scooped up into a northern lights position, which Ota is vastly known for. However, Rivers throws all her weight to the other side, her body doing more of a rotation than needed and effectively delivers a front flip DDT instead! Ota is totally caught off guard and the crowd are already on their feet for the surprise reversal, when Myra is able to deliver a Spirit Breaker (Corkscrew Neckbreaker)! She hooks Tomoko's legs for a three count that she successfully defends her championship against a more than worthy opponent! WINNER AND STILL House of Wrestling Civil Champion, Myra Rivers! FINISHING MOVE Spirit Breaker (Corkscrew Neckbreaker) |
We see House of Wrestling Grand Champion Alex Andrews walking backstage, her championship belt hanging across her shouldeer. As she's about to make a t7turn down the hallway, she is approached by backstage interviewer Yahamamoto. He brings a microphone up to his lips.
Yahamamoto : Ms. Andrews, Hi. My name is Yahamamoto and I..
Alex interrupts briefly with a smile.
Alex Andrews : I know who you are.
Yahamamoto : Anyways, I was windering, do you have any last words for your opponent Issak Otto before your title defense?
She nods and readjusts the belt on her shoulder.
Alex Andrews : Sure, and I'll be somewhat quick about it. Issak, you and I haven't really interacted much, but from what I've seen you seem like a real stand up guy. Like I won't have to worry about any outside shenanigans when it comes to you. You'll have to excuse me if I'm a little cynical or apprehensive. You have to remember, I took this belt from Mikey Svarro and I'm still a bit gunshy when it comes to people trying to take my title from me. But anyways, I feel you're the type of guy whom wants to do this on merit and grit. You know, do this the right way type of person. And I get that and I wholeheartedly agree.
She smiles slightly but it slowly fades.
Alex Andrews : Because as I'm sure you'll already know, you're in for one hell of a fight if you think you want to take this title from me. I've had this title about 5 months now and defended like 4 or so times. And you know what? I'm not ready to give it up justnyet. There are still things I want to go with this championship. I want to be the trail blazer, the benchmark for this championship, set the pace as it were. Because as we all know, Mikey was only ever in it for himself. And quite frankly, I haven't had the best last couple of weeks, and I'm itching to step back into that ring and lay it all out there. So, Issak, good luck. Because the mood I'm in, you're gonna have to choke me out if you have any hope of taking what's mine.
Alex gives a polite nod to the interviewer and simply sidesteps him, walking in down the hallway as we fade.
Headliner House of Wrestling Grand Championship Alex Andrews(c) vs Issak Otto Alex Andrews has had an amazing run as the House of Wrestling Grand Champion, and the fans have really gotten behind her reign. Given the performer he is, one has to wonder if Issak Otto would have a reign as successful. He may be loved by most, but Andrews has managed to win the heart of the House, and you can tell by the amount of noise they make as she enters. Issak and Alex shake hands in the middle of the ring before we begin. The crowd appreciates it. Alex gets the lead to start, using the cheers of the crowd as fuel. She maintains control going into a standing dragon sleeper, forcing Otto into arching his back like a gymnast. When she feels him slipping, she glides right into a leg lariat that nearly takes his head off! Alex guns towards the ropes and rebounds with a senton that lands right across Issak's chest. She lays back onto him, hoping for a three count but Otto gets his shoulder up. Andrews goes for a discuss lariat that Issak rolls out of the way from. He catches her from behind into a one-knee backstabber. He keeps hold of her arm though, dragging her back up to her feet and into a belly-to-belly. This time he holds tight to her in bearhug style, rolling back to their feet and giving her a second belly-to-belly! A second time, he rolls the pair up to their feet, but this time he latches her arm over his shoulder and connects with the Around-The-World Fisherman Suplex (Spinning Bridging Fisherman Suplex)! He holds the bridge but Alex is able to kick out of the signature! Issak maintains control, putting her into a headlock as Alex gets up. She gives Issak a couple shots to his gut, and is able to whip him across the ring. Issak grabs hold of her arm though, going for his Class Action (short-arm lariat) but Andrews ducks! She lands a hard forearm to his chest. Then a second, then a third! She backs him up into the corner, placing him onto the second rope and giving a fourth forearm to his chest. His chest has red marks across it now as she gives him an overhead suplex off the second rope! She stalks him from across the ring, as he slowly gets to his feet. She rushes him and leaps into the Falcon Punch! (Superman Punch), but Otto sees it coming and grabs her arm! He takes her down to the canvas with an armdrag and throws her into the Class Action (Bridging Crossface)! Alex is in trouble now, trapped his Issak's match-ending crossface! The crowd cheers and screams as Alex does her best to inch towards the ropes but she can't make it. Instead, she is able to turn her body and roll Issak over for a modified crucifix pin! The referee begins to count which makes Issak release the Class Action. The pair get to their feet at the exact same time, but Alex is faster with her kick to his gut. She follows it up by planting him with Hella Rough (Killswitch)! The crowd are on their feet as she makes the three count! WINNER AND STILL House of Wrestling Grand Champion, Alex Andrews! FINISHING MOVE Hella Rough (Killswitch) |
We once again find ourselves in the glorious locker room of thee Main Characters of the House of Wrestling. They are none other than the World Tag Team Champions.. Wait, wait.. They ARE the Tag Team Division - They are the Midnight Demon Club! They were of course accompanied by the lovely, the gorgeous, thee amazing Jewel Chayse. The three of them were once again sporting the black and gold “Club Only” jackets that only they could pull off. However, underneath Silas’ jacket, he wore a shirt that could very clearly be read, it said: “I’m not even supposed to be here today!” The grins that were normally plastered all over their smug faces were not there this evening, however. No, they were replaced with somber, almost angry faces. Silas adjusted the Tag Team title that hung over his right shoulder before going on his tangent.
SILAS ROMERO: “Ladies and gentlemen of the Congregation. Your world-renowned Club comes before you… Heartbroken. You see, we should not even be here tonight. Given that we ARE the entire Tag Division of this fine, upstanding company… We should be afforded the right to have a night off, correct? Noa, do you agree?”
Silas turns to his tag team partner as she nods in agreement.
NOA SKYE: “You’re damn right we deserve a night off. Instead, here we are defending OUR titles against the usurpers to our Crowns. They may think they’re Queens… But we’re here to prove that they’re nothing more than the court jesters of OUR Division.”
Silas shakes his head side to side, making that oh so annoying, “Tsk, tsk” sound.
SILAS ROMERO: “You see this, ladies and gentlemen? What you see before you are three people that you don’t deserve to witness and you’ve none nothing but disrespect us at every turn. You know, despite the fact that we ARE the team that everybody tunes in for. You think teams were lining up around the block to face the Lost? Or the Deathriders? No. The moment those belts were graced by our touch… teams flocked in droves to the House that the Club built. And now?”
Silas lowers head only to chuckle for a moment.
SILAS ROMERO: “The Deathriders think they can take that away from us… from you. Why? Because they won a match on a fluke? A win is a win is a win… but that doesn’t mean that they have what it takes to seize the moment when the opportunity presents itself. They’ve proven that time and time again. Tonight? The Deathriders get sent out to pasture and the Club? We continue being the single greatest Tag Team this company has EVER produced. Period.”
With that, the three main characters of the story begin to walk off, before Noa interrupts the moment.
NOA SKYE: “Hey, at least in this company we’re borderline treated with respect… despite never having a day off.”
The three of them share a chuckle before the scene fades into the next.
Main Event House of Wrestling World Tag Team Championships Midnight Demon Club(c) vs The Deathriders These two teams have not only been at each others throats as of late on social media, but they have also been the cornerstone of the tag division for months. It only makes sense that they would now find themselves in the main event for the World Tag Team Championships. The Midnight Demon Club find themselves garnering the majority of the cheers when the other option is the Deathriders who have been thorned roses themselves. We begin with nothing except a solid back and forth between Silas and Lilith who start out for their teams. Given the amount of reversals, you'd think they were dancing at one point. The crowd cheers for the performance already. Romero is able to catch her with a flying shoulder block. On the canvas, he takes her into a headlock and begins driving knees into her shoulders. With the pair of them up, he plants a perfect brainbuster and goes for a pin but it's broken p by Kaya whom puts her boot to the back of his head. She returns to the corner and Lilith takes control by placing him into a chokehold. It can't last long though, and she begins getting counted on. So she releases him and gives him a stiff neckbreaker. She applies a front headlock on the mat that also assists in helping Silas get to his feet. She uses the leverage to drop him into a double arm DDT. The Parker sister goes for the pin but Silas gets his shoulder up. She drags Romero to her corner, where she tags Kaya in and together they give him a double suplex. Kaya stomps away on him, doing anything and everything she can to wear him down. Kaya goes for a german suplex, but Silas throws his weight and lands on his feet. He lunges forward, landing a European uppercut to the back of Kaya's head. It also allows him time to tag Noa in. She rushes in from her corner, catching Kaya across the face with a spinning calf kick. Lilith tries to rush in to save her sister but she too receives a running spinning calf kick. Skye climbs to the top turnbuckle but Kaya isn't down long enough. She leaps forward and knocks Noa's leg out from under her, causing her to straddle the turnbuckle. Kaya climbs to the second rope but Noa battle back with right hands. Lillith walks along the apron to help her sister out but Skye begins to kick her as well so that she falls into the ring. Both Parker sisters are in the ring now and Noa leaps into a crossbody, taking them both to the canvas. Noa quickly tags in Silas, and they nail Kaya with Dead Is Better (Ticket to Mayhem). Silas turns her over and hooks her leg for the three count. Lilith is still in the ring though, and she runs over to break the count. Fortunately Noa grabs her leg and yanks her back, and she's unable to break the count in time. Neither team has much time to think though, as the lights go out right after. The face of Brother Wells, praying, flashes on screen. When the lights come back on, Midnight Demon Club and the Deathriders are lying in the ring out cold. The crowd look around for the culprit but are unable to see anyone. WINNER AND STILL House of Wrestling World Tag Team Champions, Midnight Demon Club! FINISHING MOVE Dead Is Better (Ticket to Mayhem) |
The crowd is still in shock after the surprising conclusion to the main event of the last Foundations of 2022. The tron turns on to show Chris Night walking down the hallway. He's got his black duffel bag packed and slung over his shoulder. He looks like he's all showered and ready to head back home for the night.
That is, until he gets to the parking lot and opens the door from backstage to the lot. On the other side is a hooded figure that the camera can't make out. Inside their hands is a lead pipe that they used to smash into Chris' gut a moment later. He doubles over, dropping his bag, and the person nails him in the back with the pipe, causing Night to also fall to the floor in the process. This might be the same person that jumped FAITHE in the past.
He rolls around in pain, completely thrown off by the whole ordeal. The unknown takes the lead pipe and raises it above their head, before coming down with FORCE right onto Night's ankle! You can almost here the crack!
Chris screams out, unlike any scream we've heard from him before. This one is blood-curdling.
The tron goes dark but the audio is still connected, as we hear a clanking sound that is assumed to be the lead pipe dropping. It's followed by footsteps running away as we still hear Chris trying to control his breathing and deep grunting in severe pain. Everything cuts, and we end our last show of 2022.