Post by DPW Commish on Jun 30, 2020 18:47:27 GMT -5
The show began with a video clip showing highlights of everything that led to tonight's matches, set to "Payback" by Slayer
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Once again on a couch, there sits Katie Montes already in her Georgia Tech themed gear, lightly maneuvering her fingers around and not even looking into the camera. Seemingly talking to herself.
Katie Montes: "Am I upset that I can't have that world title? Yeah, very. I was looking forward to the day I got to have a world title and not have it be unrecognized down the road, but alas, that day's a long ways away now. Longer than I initially figured it would be. Hell, honestly, I don't think that day will ever come now, with DPW dividing up by gender. I've struggled for everything I've had since getting here in pursuit of that world title, but now I'll never get it here. You may think that means I'll leave this place as a result, but you may also think I'm a terrible person."
The autistic brunette finally looks at the camera, standing up from the couch with a fire that wasn't there before.
Katie Montes: "You'd be wrong on both accounts. I heard from a little bird that the Women's title is just as prestigous as that world title, and by god, I'm gonna make that feel the part. Me and my guys and girls in S&V are gonna run this bitch, and to start, I'll show SIN what it's like to be a real sinner in the eyes of the public. Believe it."
Short, sweet, and to the point is Montes, with full focus on her match as she leaves the locker room. The door slams en route to the view switching...
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Kicking the show off with a blisteringly physical battle, Katie showed incredible resilience and toughness by continuing to get up each time SIN took her down. No matter how many wicked MMA-style strikes were rained upon her, Katie continued to struggle back to her feet. Finally, feeling that her opponent was sufficiently weakened, SIN spun at Katie for The Facebreaker, Katie ducked, kneeing the older woman in the abdomen and hitting The Dark Ride for the quick pin at 13:10!
WINNER: Katie Montes
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"The more things change, the more they stay the same."
The camera focuses in on Marissa Viskan, standing before the rest of The Coven in their locker room, already in her wrestling gear, with her fists heavily taped up. The scowl on her face full of equal parts frustration and utter hatred.
"So there's gonna be 'changes' in DPW. Whatever. At the end of the day... all I see is the same old shit. Sex & Violence desperately clinging to relevance, even though we've now retired one of them, and sent three of them packing from DPW. I'm not even worried about them anymore. They aren't worth my concern. You all can pick the bones of that little group until there's nothing left. Me? I have a mouth to shut tonight. Motherfucking Eavan Maloney. I never liked that bitch from the first time I saw her. Thinks she's so much better than the rest of us, and now she's got Lasher blowing smoke up her ass and giving her an even bigger ego. Tonight, I'm gonna leave that bitch needing her jaw wired shut. Win, lose... I could care less. This is all about hurting someone."
KJ looked up, letting out a chortle as she taped up her wrists. She wasn't scheduled, but everyone knew that wasn't going to stop her from making an appearance on the show. She lived to cause mayhem. Sure, she wished that her record in DPW was a little heavier on the winning side, but she would take what she could get.
"But a win wouldn't hurt, right? What was the shit about Lasher bringing her in to balance shit out?" she shook her head, rolling her eyes. "Like it wouldn't be better to let us fight it out with those skanks and see who's left standing? How is it our fault that we overshadowed the rest of the roster by raising up the ratings with our war? They just need to put up or shut up. We're not here to carry them," she got up once she was finished taping up her wrists and walked over to Tyler Grey with a smirk.
Tyler pulled her in close, deranged smile on his face, as though he'd just won a match himself. "Meanwhile, I get another crack at humbling our "esteemed" boss. Since apparently Salvatore decided it would be easier to bail than get her ass handed to her by me tonight. Hope Lasher has a nice cushy office set up, because when I'm done with him tonight? Bitch ain't gonna be working in the ring anymore."
LeeAnn rolled her eyes, reaching up to thwap Tyler in the back of the head. "Underestimate Judas at your own risk, Tyler. I've known that man for 25 years, and he's as dangerous now as he ever was. I mean... look at Baphomet here." She said, gesturing to the gigantic man standing behind her. "He's got Rick Dickulous tonight. But am I standing here mocking the guy? Or making jokes about his name? No. I'm prepping big man here for WAR. Because the minute you fail to take an opponent seriously is the moment you deserve to lose.
Baphomet glared down at his stablemates, merely giving a low grunt as he flexed his monstrous muscles.
"Seriously, I've never seen anyone, man or woman, talk as much shit as Salvatore, only to run away with their tail between their legs as quickly as she did. It's not like she actually had to wait to get my man here in the ring to exact revenge, or whatever she had in that tiny pea-brain of hers," KJ blinked, tilting her head. "Speaking of revenge, didn't Akane want to put me out for putting a beating on her sister a while back? And now she's gone too?" She raised her arms up in an overexaggerated shrug, "looks like it's not just Sex & Violence that we're taking care of. It's just that no one else is stepping up."
Marissa laughed, giving a mocking shrug. "Looks like as much as people wanna hate us... we're the only bitches around here who can back their shit up in the ring. We run this place, and it's time we start bringing home the gold to prove it."
"I am all for that," KJ gave a firm nod. "But um..." she motioned over to the figure in the corner. They were dressed in all black with a hood completely covering their head and obscuring their face. KJ knew that they had a new recruit, but she wasn't exactly sure who would be joining them that night. "What's up with this?"
LeeAnn stepped in with that devious yet somehow innocent-looking grin firmly in place. "Don't worry about that, honey. Sometimes, the best weapons are the ones hardly anyone knows about. And that? Is the weapon that's gonna put the final nail in Sex & Violence's coffin."
KJ smirked, nodding. Where she was curious, she was more than willing to wait until the right moment to find out just what their leader had in store for their rival stable. She could tell that it would be worth the wait.
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"Meg? Hey, babe..." Tommy Krule walked into the S&V locker room, clad in thick army boots, camo cargo pants, and a sleeveless vintage LA Guns tee, holding a roll of tape out to the petite blonde. "Mind doing up my fists for me?" He asked, giving the blonde an affectionate little wink as he stood beside his brother. "Johnny... I'm telling you, you got this tonight. You got the element of surprise. Buzzsaw knows a lot less about you than we do about him."
Meggy giggled as she took the roll of tape from her boyfriend. She definitely came off as a silly little airhead most of the time, but once she got in the ring, she could be one of the most vicious out there. She knew what she was doing and every time, her opponents treated her like a porcelain doll. She nodded as she began taping him up, basically making him grab her breasts as she did it. "He's right you know," she smiled at Johnny. "He may be a big guy, but he's just a puppet. Can't really think for himself. Which, honestly... is the case for most of the Coven." She said with absolutely no qualms, knowing damn well that was more than likely going to earn her a match against Marissa in two weeks.
Johnny couldn't help but chuckle as he nodded. "Oh, I know. Basically, so long as I keep myself above him, I'll be safe." Yeah, he was cracking a joke about his opponent's weight. "I know my strengths and weaknesses better than anyone on the roster," he winked at his brother. "People like him will just assume that because I'm a rookie, that I don't stand a chance against him, but that's where they're wrong. I'm only a rookie because I bided my time and waited until I knew that I was ready to take on everyone."
"And that's where he'll fail." Tommy laughed, leaning in to give Meggy a quick smooch. "He's used to people being afraid of him. Me and you, though? We don't fear anyone." Tommy, for his part, was already an arrogant guy... but with a girl like Meggy at his side? It was almost comical how indestructible he seemed to think he was now.
Johnny nodded, "you're right, we don't. We are the best team DPW has to offer." He shook his head at his brother, knowing that he was in the "honeymoon" stage with his new girlfriend and on top of the world. Maybe a little too much, but he knew that between him and the rest of the stable, they'd be brought back down to the ground if their heads got a little too high into the clouds. "Now we just have to show them all exactly what we came here for."
"I'm stoked to work Mannheim again tonight," Tommy said with a grin. "Dude's the reason I became a wrestler in the first place. We're gonna spill more blood than a slasher movie out there and it's gonna be great. I want my title back."
"You deserve it," Meggy gave a firm nod before giving him another quick kiss. "I don't even know how he beat you last time."
Johnny laughed, "something that won't happen again, that's for sure. We don't have to win them all, but they will know our names."
"I'm glad Lara asked us to join you ladies," Tommy said with a nod, flexing his fingers as she finished, making sure the tape-job was to his liking. "We came out to help that night just because, you know.... it was the right thing to do. But I feel like we fit in great with this group."
"We do," Johnny nodded in agreement. "You guys know how to have fun out there, where others have forgotten that should be a part of it. Because if you're not having fun with what you're doing... what's the point?"
And that's when the annoyingly cocky voice of Mia Hayashi chimed in: "Plus you both provide some Grade A scenery!" The manager of the group walked in, as usual now moving with a tender caution, as she'd had career-ending injuries. "Sorry if you were getting ready for a gangbang or something, Meg. Johnny's up in a few, gotta get his cute ass ready."
Johnny laughed, shaking his head. "I wouldn't put it past her, but we?" he motioned between his brother and himself. "We don't do that."
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say, handsome. Let's go.... time for a quick strategy talk." She winked at Meggy, somehow as cute as she was obnoxious. "Have fun, Blondie."
Meggy gave a quick wave before jumping up, wrapping her legs around Tommy's waist as Johnny shook his head and followed Mia away from them. "I do say so."
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In a fast-paced, surprisingly-even matchup, Johnny Krule managed to set the pace early on by surprising Buzzsaw with a flurry of near-suicidal aerial attacks, which caught the more ground-based Buzzsaw off his game. The match remained even, all the way to the end - which saw Buzzsaw attempt his signature roundhouse kick to the face, only to have Krule duck it, and attempt a Falcon Arrow. Buzzsaw slipped out of it, locking in the DNR. But as he took Krule to the ground, Krule flipped backwards, getting pin on Buzzsaw even while being choked out at 15:02
WINNER: Johnny Krule
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As LeeAnn warned Tyler, Judas was as dangerous and unpredictable as he was in his prime, attacking like a wild animal from the bell, the savagery and violence spilling from him nothing like what one would expect from the CEO of a company. Grey was able to hang in though, and eventually began reaping the rewards of being significantly younger, as Judas began losing some steam, while Grey was still going strong. After hitting him with a Phoenix Splash, Grey jumped to his feet, running at Lasher, who spun him around and attempted Lucifer's Halo, only for Grey to slip free, taking the CEO down and locking The Skynet on him. After trying to escape for close to a minute, Lasher finally had no choice but to tap out at 15:19.
WINNER: Tyler Grey
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“So, one down, huh?”
In a dark room, one could hear the clunk-clunk of heavy boots walking across the floor, the jingling of metal coins as Eavan Maloney is pacing the room.
“Last Mayhem, I began the ending for the Coven, as they tried to calm the waters by throwing Karla Jeffries at me. Once I disposed of her, as I returned backstage, I passed a monitor. On the monitor were the members of said Coven and they were complaining about little ol’ me. It was so adorable watching LeeAnn try to talk Marissa down from wanting to hurt me, that I became enamored with the moment, hanging onto every word they said about me.
While we still cannot see her, we can hear Eavan pace back and forth some more, practically giggling to herself.
“I mean, it’s kinda funny, don’t you think? They fed Karla to Montes and not a peep. Yet, I walk in the door, align myself with Lasher, and all of a sudden, people are so quick to dismiss me. Ironically, enough, much as they want to say I’m NOT worth it, I end UP being worth it, don’t I? My name is on their lips, I am in their heads, but yet I’m not worth it? Personally, I just think the Coven are jealous. They thought they’d run roughshod over everyone and they’re finding out their first few victories just weren’t enough. The Coven tried to be badass, I’ll give you props for retiring Mia. I wrestled that woman and she’s tough as hell. Tonight, though, isn’t about what’s been done, but what’s to come.”
A sliver of light peers through the room though the source cannot be identified, but Eavan walks into the sliver, her eyes the only thing visible. One idea is her regular deep blue, the other is mostly white.
“Tonight, I welcome Marissa Viskan to give me the welcome I supposedly should have had. Again, I came in weeks ago, hadn’t even crossed your paths, and already Marissa wanted to kick my ass? Do you HEAR yourselves when you talk? I think I have it all figured out though. See, Karla is the litmus test. Marissa is the only one in the group who actually understands how things work, and LeeAnn is the coward. Did I get that right? Here’s the rub, ladies. Papa Judas lines you up, and I get to knock you all down. Marissa, you want a piece of the limelight? Tonight you get it. Just enough for the world to see another member of The Coven down for three. And LeeAnn? With your sisters-in-arms fallen around you, what will you have left when YOU have to face me? Then again, seeing as you’re fighting my ride or die in Lara Blackheart? There may not be anything left of you after tonight.”
Eavan can be heard chuckling again as she winks at the camera, ending the segment
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Marissa tried to play mind games from the start, taking cheap shots at Eavan, then ducking out of the ring before the woman could respond in kind. When the two did finally lock up, they managed to go close to ten minutes before either woman could maintain a true advantage, trading holds and moves back and forth. Once Marissa took the advantage though, she was ruthless. Repeated chops, elbows, and knees to the throat and neck of Eavan seemed to be finally putting a dent in the Krigare, before Mia Hayashi slowly made her way to the ring, seemingly still in pain from her surgery. Gingerly sliding into the ring, she stood between Eavan and Marissa, eyes pleading with her former friend.
"Mari.... don't do this..." Mia sniffled, holding a microphone to her mouth. "Look what your Coven already did to me... are you that gone that you couldn't even call the hospital to see if I was ok?"
Marissa grabbed Mia by the hair, sneering at the now-helpless young woman. "Why the FUCK would I check on you?"
Mia grinned then, kicking Marissa in the groin as hard as she could, before busting out a wicked twisting hurricanrana on Marissa, hitting her with a Destroyer as she staggered to her feet.
"Because then you'd have known I never actually had surgery, dumbass. Eavan? FINISH HER!" Mia laughed, using her best Mortal Kombat voice, before slipping out of the ring to allow Eavan to hit The Last Word for the pin at 18:20
WINNER: Eavan Maloney
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Mannheim and Krule seemingly tried to take the term "tear the house down" literally, as their brawl tore through all the barbed wire and weapons at the ringside area, up the aisle, then backstage, looking to both be ENJOYING themselves, even as each man was busted open and bleeding profusely. The two fought all over the backstage area, before making their way back to ringside. Krule dragged Mannheim over to the remains of one of the barbed wire webs, and attempted to hit the Last Rites DDT, only for Mannheim to power out of it and hit a brutal spinebuster onto the barbed wire that more or less took everything left out of both of them. Mannheim weakly draped an arm over Krule's chest, retaining the Hellfire Title in 22:01
WINNER: William Mannheim
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The street fight between Queen Cthulhu and Samantha Tolson-Anderson was just as hard-hitting and personal as everyone expected it to be. From the opening bell, every strike thrown was thrown with 100% intensity. Both ladies had something to prove to the other, and both were out for blood. About 15 minutes in, The Queen hit her Call of Cthulhu finisher, only for the crowd to pop huge as Samantha kicked out at 2 1/2! She tried to follow that up with her "super finisher", The End, but Tolson-Anderson blocked the attempt and scooped the smaller woman up for a fisherman's buster for a 2-count. Cthulhu then brought a chair into the ring, intending to put Sanatha away for good... but the more experienced veteran immediately DDT'ed her onto it, before taking the chair and hammering her opponent with 6 consecutive chair shots to the back. But instead of going for the pin, she picked Cthulhu up, making sure the crazed young woman was put down for good by powerbombing her right onto the chair. Tiredly making the cover, the referee counted to three, awarding the victory to Samantha Tolson-Anderson.
After the match, Samantha (as she swore to do) rolled her still-recovering opponent over, and removed the woman's demonic mask, before being ushered out of the ring. Once the mask was removed, Cthulhu just layed perfectly still, nearly catatonic, staring up at the ceiling with wide, non-blinking eyes, until Kyle Smalls ran from the back, sliding into the ring to cradle the non-moving girl in his arms, finally lifting her carefully and carrying her to the back.
WINNER: Samantha Tolson-Anderson
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Rick Dickulous vs. Belphegor was truly a battle of the behemoths. Two giant gladiators with agility beyond what most men their size would possess. For possibly the first time in his career, however... Belphegor was outmatched. Rick maintained a fairly steady advantage, only losing it for a few minutes following outside interference from LeeAnn Viskan, who tripped Rick from beneath the bottom rope. Attempting to finish the champion off, Belphegor lifted him for The Ninth Circle, only for Dickulous to shift his weight and slip out of the maneuver before surprising the slightly bigger man with The Misery Whip for the pinfall in 11:04.
WINNER: Rick Dickulous