Post by Intern on Nov 25, 2021 2:07:14 GMT
Match #1: Diamond Steele vs. Kasey Kash
Alex Lawson: The following contest...is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Alex Lawson: Introducing first...representing the Gemstones...from London, England...weighing in at 110 lbs…”The Siren”...Diamond! Steele!
And his opponent...being accompanied to the ring by Jah Jah and Beau Haste...from Canberra, Australia...weighing in at 165 lbs...Kasey! Kash!
Diamond Steele comes out of her corner like a house of fire, leathering Kash with a bevy of strikes in a rage! She beats Kash back into a corner before running to the opposite side of the ring and hitting him with a Yakuza Kick! Kash starts to slump over, with Steele catching him. She grabs him by the head and climbs to the second rope, before drilling him to the mat with a Tornado DDT! Steele with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Kash! Steele’s rage begins to build even more, with her need to gain retribution against Kash growing by the second! She gets Kash to his feet, but he reverses, Shoulder Tackling Steele into the corner, before clubbing her with blow after blow to get her to a seated position in the corner! He takes advantage, scraping the bottom of his boot against her face, before getting her to her feet and pulling her out of the corner! He drives her to the mat with a Snap Suplex, before getting her right back up and taking her down with a Snap German Suplex! Kash bridges for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Steele! The two competitors get to their feet at the same time, before coming to blows in the center of the ring, with Kash being the first to take a swing! But Steele ducks underneath, hitting Kash with a set of Heavy Kicks to his midsection and sides! All this softens Kash up, leaving him open to a Leg Sweep by Steele! She takes advantage, running to the ropes as Kash gets up, before bouncing off with a Springboard Crossbody! This takes him down, leaving an opening for Steele to double down on her attack with a Springboard Leg Drop! Steele with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Kash! Steele stays on him, getting him to his feet before positioning him for a Brainbuster! But Kash reverses, lifting her instead before dropping her to the mat with Emerald Flowsion! Steele slowly gets back to her feet, with Kash egging her on! In an angry huff, Steele goes for a Lariat to Kash! But he reverses, drilling her to the mat with a Straight Jacket German Suplex! He gets Steele to her feet, looking to end this match! Kash gets her in a Ripcord position, looking for Fuck You and All Your Friends! But before he can raise the knee to her face, Steele slips his grip, catching him with a FLOATOVER DDT! Steele with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THRE-
Kick out by Kash! Steele gets to her feet, before waiting for Kash to get to his feet, before grabbing his arm and attempting to take him to the ground for Shipwrecked! But just then Jah Jah hops onto the apron, momentarily distracting Steele with the chair he used to level the Gemstones. This distraction leaves Steele open as Kash reverses, tripping her up with an Arm Drag! Steele gets back to her feet, rushing for him only to be caught with a Bicycle Pump Kick from Kash! He gets her in the Ripcord position before hitting her with FUCK YOU AND ALL YOUR FRIENDS!! He’s not finished however, taking to the corner and waiting for Steele to make it to her feet! When she does, Kash darts across the ring, looking for No Pressure! But Steele reverses, catching him with a Back Body Drop! She falters to a knee, unable to regain a vertical base before Kash pops up to his feet and drills her with GOING THE DISTANCE!! SHINING WIZARD CONNECTS TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!! Kash with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE!
Alex Lawson: The winner of this match...Kasey! Kash!
Kash stands over a fallen Steele, flanked by Jah Jah and Beau Haste as we fade out.
WINNER: KASEY KASH (VIA PINFALL)
Backstage in the Coca-Cola Coliseum, we find TAURUS is working with some resistance bands doing curls
TAURUS: Ninety-seven… ninety-eight… ninety-nine, one hundred.
TAURUS drops the band, picks it up off the floor, and slings it towards a random crew member. He grabs some wrist tape and quickly applies a small bit on each wrist, just a few quick layers, Next up was a bit of oil on the muscles to help everything pop out on camera. Then his hand went up and he waited for a bit, then looked down at his empty hand and seemed very annoyed.
TAURUS: Where is my pre-match protein smoothie? It is always here right at this time. This is my pre-match ritual. Why is anyone messing with my pre-match ritual? Just because I’m against some plonker who doesn’t know a wrist lock from his own asshole, doesn’t mean I don’t need my bloody shake. Gonna do this one more time.
TAURUS takes a breath, raises his hand and in five seconds there is a smoothie there for him. The worker tries to explain to him that there was something crazy going on as he was coming back and he got delayed. TAURUS isn’t listening at all as he enjoys his smoothie, drinking the whole thing down before he even acknowledges the worker.
TAURUS: You were late and it tasted a bit off. That’s your last warning.
TAURUS turns away, flexes in the mirror, and gets himself pumped up, heading towards the ring. The lights go completely out as “Get Up On My Level” by Mike Zombie Ft. Aja Elan begins to play. Gold lights flash to the beat with the first words of the song proclaiming “I'm a legend, I'm a god” as a single spotlight shines down on an absolutely hulking figure in a sleeveless black hooded robe trimmed in gold. As the music picks up, TAURUS throws his head back and stretches his arms out, gold pyro erupting as the hood flies back off his head. He marches down to the ring, the spotlight following him the whole way. When he reaches the ring, he hops right up onto the apron and steps over the top rope. He moves to the middle of the ring as the chorus kicks in
“Get up on my level dawg its time to level up
Money, power, greed, no y'all just can't get enough
Flexin' on my enemies
Now I've reached the pinnacle”
He stands in the spotlight and spins showing off the words THE Beautification Muscle in gold script on the back of his jacket. He stands in the spotlight, flexes, then pulls his robe open to show off his impressive physique. He basks in the spotlight and attention for a few more seconds before his music fades out and the lights return to normal.
Alex Lawson: The Following contest is scheduled for one fall.
Introducing first, he weighs in at two hundred and eighty five pounds, he hails from The Great City of Chelsea, representing THE Beautification Movement, he is the Mayhem Chance Briefcase Holder, THE Big Bull… TAURUS!
And his opponent, weighing one hundred and seventy-eight pounds, he hails from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, Benito Wallace
Tripp Bennett: Well, it’s a good thing Canada has free healthcare because Benito Wallace is definitely going to need it
Alivia Takasato: Yea, this is not going to end well for him at all.
TAURUS nearly takes Benito Wallace’s head off with the Nail Gun the second the bell rings. Wallace is clearly out of it, but TAURUS decides to have some fun so he brings the ragdoll up, nearly a hundred and eighty pounds of dead weight up, and held in the air for nearly twenty seconds before being dropped down to the mat. Still, not the time for a cover. TAURUS brings Benito up and shows off his Raw Power. TAURUS goes for the pin now but pulls Benito up right before the three. TAURUS pulls Benito up and slaps him across the face. The big man just keeps slapping Benito around, right, left, right, back and forth until Benito comes back with a headbutt out of nowhere. TAURUS is stunned for a second, but a big dropkick floors Benito as he sloppily charges the big man. TAURUS kips up and then stops for a second and puts his hand on his stomach. He shakes it off, pulls Benito up, and slings him across the ropes. TAURUS powers Benito up with a tilt-a-whirl, but he stumbles before the slam and Benito manages to land on his feet. TAURUS again grabs his stomach, but when he sees Benito coming in, he pops him up and drives him down with El Toro De La Muerte. TAURUS covers for real this time
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
Alex Lawson: Your winner as a result of a pin fall… TAURUS!
Tripp Bennett: Not much of a surprise though, TAURUS absolutely dominant and clearly working out some aggression.
Alivia Takasato: Yea, but something didn’t seem right. Two times he clutched his stomach. Maybe an injury?
TAURUS has his hand raised and quickly bails out of the ring, opting to roll under the ropes instead of his usual step-over technique. He quickly makes his way up the ramp, walking a bit strange as he seems to be clenching the butt cheeks pretty tight. He’s not running, but there’s a very quick pace as he storms through the curtain heading backstage.
WINNER: TAURUS (VIA PINFALL)
Match #3: Captain Cosmo vs The Cereal Killer
James Buchanan: The following contest...is scheduled for one fall!
Introducing first...from Flavatown, USA...weighing in at 245 lbs...The Cereal Killer!
And his opponent...from Space...where he weighs a whopping 0 lbs...Captain! Cosmo!
Going back to his last match, Captain Cosmo attempts to take the lead early, going for the Cosmo Kick! But the Cereal Killer sidesteps him, not letting him get that kind of win again! He gets his arms around his waist, driving him to the mat with a German Suplex! He pops up to his feet, plopping all 245 pounds of his weight on Cosmo with a Running Senton! Cereal Killer goes for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Cosmo! Cereal Killer gets Cosmo to his feet, before Irish Whipping him into the corner of the ring, before going for a Running Splash! But the impact of hitting the corner, causes Cosmo to slump to the mat, leading to him inadvertently dodging the splash! Cereal Killer hits the turnbuckle hard, leaving an opening for Cosmo to trap him with a School boy Roll Up!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by The Cereal Killer! The two get to their feet at the same time, with the Cereal Killer being the first to charge with a Running Crossbody! He gets Cosmo to his feet, before delivering a Snap Suplex! He floats over for a pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Cosmo! Cereal Killer gets Cosmo to his feet, before throwing him to the ropes! Cosmo comes back, unexpectedly connecting with TITAN’S TURN! He trips over, grabbing The Cereal Killer’s tights to break his fall and accidentally go for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THRE-
Kick out by Cereal Killer! He gets to his face, taking dab at his now messed up spikes. He looks over to Cosmo i rage, before charging at him! Scared, Cosmo ducks underneath before, out of instinct...kicking him in the gut and hitting DON’T TRUST EMUS!! STUNNER CONNECTS!! Cosmo with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE!
James Buchanan: The winner of this match...Captain! Cosmo!
Cosmo celebrates as we fade out!
WINNER: CAPTAIN COSMO (VIA PINFALL)
Faye Brown: I finally fucking did it. Zion win number one's finally under my belt... after nearly... nearly two months since I arrived...
Brown kinda pops her lips before looking down and away from the camera, crossing her arms in the process.
Faye Brown: Huh...
With that "huh," Faye pops her head back up with a look of perplexion.
Faye Brown: But tonight begins my hell month between here and NFW, and I want more... more, more. I want more than just that one win here. I wanna win everything, who doesn't? That starts with being the best team player I can be for Mayhem. Much as the concept of "brand supremacy" eludes me, that part's also part of being a team player. Which make it all the more hilarious... that I'm actually undefeated in team stuff, between my training and now. I didn't think I'd get to say that about myself at this point in my life. Considering my fiance is who they are and all. They're the one in an actual tag team, you know?
The Scrap-Iron Scarecrow shrugs, while bouncing her eyebrows up a little through the motion. But then, she holds a finger up.
Faye Brown: Now... there tends to be a curse to people who say that about themselves. I know that from just watching sports with Logan. Usually when a commentator or an athlete says this amazing thing that they've done, that's when the opposite of that very thing happens. When I say I'm undefeated in tag team things, that should mean that I'm probably gonna get choked out tonight. Poor Logan. Their heart just couldn't take that.
From one index finger to two, with a look of whimsy, Faye halts herself.
Faye Brown: But! Here's the thing I also noticed about that: that's not always 100% the case. In fact, as good a chunk of the time as the opposite happens? That very thing the commentator or athlete points out happens. To a T. I don't know whether the former or the latter's going to happen tonight with Layla Aishe in my corner. But you know what? She won just like I did... just like Mai and Ozzy did to get into War Games. And for this, and for that?
Brown points away from the camera, as if to someone.
Faye Brown: That's my partner. Like I said, tonight begins my hell month. People say "hell month" like it's a bad thing, but you know what? I'm here for that shit. I thrive when sitches are tense. And war is just about the tensest situation you can be in. I'm not the captain for Mayhem, but I'm damn close to it. So Layla, what say you and me beat some ass en route to war, and afterwards we savor the spoils?
The Scrap-Iron Scarecrow nods up to the camera before exiting, stage left.
Alex Lawson: The following contest...is scheduled for one fall!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Alex Lawson: Introducing first...representing the Gemstones...from London, England...weighing in at 110 lbs…”The Siren”...Diamond! Steele!
And his opponent...being accompanied to the ring by Jah Jah and Beau Haste...from Canberra, Australia...weighing in at 165 lbs...Kasey! Kash!
Diamond Steele comes out of her corner like a house of fire, leathering Kash with a bevy of strikes in a rage! She beats Kash back into a corner before running to the opposite side of the ring and hitting him with a Yakuza Kick! Kash starts to slump over, with Steele catching him. She grabs him by the head and climbs to the second rope, before drilling him to the mat with a Tornado DDT! Steele with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Kash! Steele’s rage begins to build even more, with her need to gain retribution against Kash growing by the second! She gets Kash to his feet, but he reverses, Shoulder Tackling Steele into the corner, before clubbing her with blow after blow to get her to a seated position in the corner! He takes advantage, scraping the bottom of his boot against her face, before getting her to her feet and pulling her out of the corner! He drives her to the mat with a Snap Suplex, before getting her right back up and taking her down with a Snap German Suplex! Kash bridges for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Steele! The two competitors get to their feet at the same time, before coming to blows in the center of the ring, with Kash being the first to take a swing! But Steele ducks underneath, hitting Kash with a set of Heavy Kicks to his midsection and sides! All this softens Kash up, leaving him open to a Leg Sweep by Steele! She takes advantage, running to the ropes as Kash gets up, before bouncing off with a Springboard Crossbody! This takes him down, leaving an opening for Steele to double down on her attack with a Springboard Leg Drop! Steele with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Kash! Steele stays on him, getting him to his feet before positioning him for a Brainbuster! But Kash reverses, lifting her instead before dropping her to the mat with Emerald Flowsion! Steele slowly gets back to her feet, with Kash egging her on! In an angry huff, Steele goes for a Lariat to Kash! But he reverses, drilling her to the mat with a Straight Jacket German Suplex! He gets Steele to her feet, looking to end this match! Kash gets her in a Ripcord position, looking for Fuck You and All Your Friends! But before he can raise the knee to her face, Steele slips his grip, catching him with a FLOATOVER DDT! Steele with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THRE-
Kick out by Kash! Steele gets to her feet, before waiting for Kash to get to his feet, before grabbing his arm and attempting to take him to the ground for Shipwrecked! But just then Jah Jah hops onto the apron, momentarily distracting Steele with the chair he used to level the Gemstones. This distraction leaves Steele open as Kash reverses, tripping her up with an Arm Drag! Steele gets back to her feet, rushing for him only to be caught with a Bicycle Pump Kick from Kash! He gets her in the Ripcord position before hitting her with FUCK YOU AND ALL YOUR FRIENDS!! He’s not finished however, taking to the corner and waiting for Steele to make it to her feet! When she does, Kash darts across the ring, looking for No Pressure! But Steele reverses, catching him with a Back Body Drop! She falters to a knee, unable to regain a vertical base before Kash pops up to his feet and drills her with GOING THE DISTANCE!! SHINING WIZARD CONNECTS TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!! Kash with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE!
Alex Lawson: The winner of this match...Kasey! Kash!
Kash stands over a fallen Steele, flanked by Jah Jah and Beau Haste as we fade out.
WINNER: KASEY KASH (VIA PINFALL)
Backstage in the Coca-Cola Coliseum, we find TAURUS is working with some resistance bands doing curls
TAURUS: Ninety-seven… ninety-eight… ninety-nine, one hundred.
TAURUS drops the band, picks it up off the floor, and slings it towards a random crew member. He grabs some wrist tape and quickly applies a small bit on each wrist, just a few quick layers, Next up was a bit of oil on the muscles to help everything pop out on camera. Then his hand went up and he waited for a bit, then looked down at his empty hand and seemed very annoyed.
TAURUS: Where is my pre-match protein smoothie? It is always here right at this time. This is my pre-match ritual. Why is anyone messing with my pre-match ritual? Just because I’m against some plonker who doesn’t know a wrist lock from his own asshole, doesn’t mean I don’t need my bloody shake. Gonna do this one more time.
TAURUS takes a breath, raises his hand and in five seconds there is a smoothie there for him. The worker tries to explain to him that there was something crazy going on as he was coming back and he got delayed. TAURUS isn’t listening at all as he enjoys his smoothie, drinking the whole thing down before he even acknowledges the worker.
TAURUS: You were late and it tasted a bit off. That’s your last warning.
TAURUS turns away, flexes in the mirror, and gets himself pumped up, heading towards the ring. The lights go completely out as “Get Up On My Level” by Mike Zombie Ft. Aja Elan begins to play. Gold lights flash to the beat with the first words of the song proclaiming “I'm a legend, I'm a god” as a single spotlight shines down on an absolutely hulking figure in a sleeveless black hooded robe trimmed in gold. As the music picks up, TAURUS throws his head back and stretches his arms out, gold pyro erupting as the hood flies back off his head. He marches down to the ring, the spotlight following him the whole way. When he reaches the ring, he hops right up onto the apron and steps over the top rope. He moves to the middle of the ring as the chorus kicks in
“Get up on my level dawg its time to level up
Money, power, greed, no y'all just can't get enough
Flexin' on my enemies
Now I've reached the pinnacle”
He stands in the spotlight and spins showing off the words THE Beautification Muscle in gold script on the back of his jacket. He stands in the spotlight, flexes, then pulls his robe open to show off his impressive physique. He basks in the spotlight and attention for a few more seconds before his music fades out and the lights return to normal.
Alex Lawson: The Following contest is scheduled for one fall.
Introducing first, he weighs in at two hundred and eighty five pounds, he hails from The Great City of Chelsea, representing THE Beautification Movement, he is the Mayhem Chance Briefcase Holder, THE Big Bull… TAURUS!
And his opponent, weighing one hundred and seventy-eight pounds, he hails from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, Benito Wallace
Tripp Bennett: Well, it’s a good thing Canada has free healthcare because Benito Wallace is definitely going to need it
Alivia Takasato: Yea, this is not going to end well for him at all.
TAURUS nearly takes Benito Wallace’s head off with the Nail Gun the second the bell rings. Wallace is clearly out of it, but TAURUS decides to have some fun so he brings the ragdoll up, nearly a hundred and eighty pounds of dead weight up, and held in the air for nearly twenty seconds before being dropped down to the mat. Still, not the time for a cover. TAURUS brings Benito up and shows off his Raw Power. TAURUS goes for the pin now but pulls Benito up right before the three. TAURUS pulls Benito up and slaps him across the face. The big man just keeps slapping Benito around, right, left, right, back and forth until Benito comes back with a headbutt out of nowhere. TAURUS is stunned for a second, but a big dropkick floors Benito as he sloppily charges the big man. TAURUS kips up and then stops for a second and puts his hand on his stomach. He shakes it off, pulls Benito up, and slings him across the ropes. TAURUS powers Benito up with a tilt-a-whirl, but he stumbles before the slam and Benito manages to land on his feet. TAURUS again grabs his stomach, but when he sees Benito coming in, he pops him up and drives him down with El Toro De La Muerte. TAURUS covers for real this time
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
Alex Lawson: Your winner as a result of a pin fall… TAURUS!
Tripp Bennett: Not much of a surprise though, TAURUS absolutely dominant and clearly working out some aggression.
Alivia Takasato: Yea, but something didn’t seem right. Two times he clutched his stomach. Maybe an injury?
TAURUS has his hand raised and quickly bails out of the ring, opting to roll under the ropes instead of his usual step-over technique. He quickly makes his way up the ramp, walking a bit strange as he seems to be clenching the butt cheeks pretty tight. He’s not running, but there’s a very quick pace as he storms through the curtain heading backstage.
WINNER: TAURUS (VIA PINFALL)
We cut backstage to find Meliana Rodrigo standing by with a microphone in hand and a smile on her face.
Meliana Rodrigo: Ladies and gentlemen… please welcome my guest at this time… Captain Cosmo!
The camera pans out to reveal Captain Cosmo standing beside the interviewer as he gives the camera an awkward wave.
Captain Cosmo: Yes, hello Cosmonauts! Captain Cosmo here!
Meliana Rodrigo: Cosmonauts?
Cosmo nods, smiling proudly.
Captain Cosmo: Why yes, friend Meliana! That is what Captain Cosmo calls his wonderful fans!
Rodrigo nods and shrugs.
Meliana Rodrigo: I see, well thank you for joining me this evening, Cap.
Captain Cosmo: You are very welcome, friend Meliana! Captain Cosmo is happy to be here!
The interviewer smiles.
Meliana Rodrigo: Well Cap, tonight you’re in action against The Cereal Killer, and coming off of an unfortunate loss in the Battle Royal you had a few weeks ago, do you think you can bounce back from that with a much needed win tonight?
Cosmo shrugs.
Captain Cosmo: Well, friend Meliana… we’ll just have to wait and see won’t we?! Captain Cosmo thought he had a full proof plan in place for the Royal Battle, however it was not meant to be!
The Captain shrugs again.
Captain Cosmo: When it comes to tonight’s match, however! Captain Cosmo is glad that his name is not Captain Crunch considering he is doing battle with the Breakfast Murderer! Captain Cosmo shall do his best and hope he can get a win for his Cosmonauts!
Meliana Rodrigo: Well, before you go for your match, do you have any final words?
Captain Cosmo: As a matter of fact, Captain Cosmo does!
Cosmo then turns his attention to the camera and points into it.
Captain Cosmo: DON’T TRUST EMUS!
The Captain then swiftly makes his exit, leaving the interviewer on her own as we cut elsewhere.
Meliana Rodrigo: Ladies and gentlemen… please welcome my guest at this time… Captain Cosmo!
The camera pans out to reveal Captain Cosmo standing beside the interviewer as he gives the camera an awkward wave.
Captain Cosmo: Yes, hello Cosmonauts! Captain Cosmo here!
Meliana Rodrigo: Cosmonauts?
Cosmo nods, smiling proudly.
Captain Cosmo: Why yes, friend Meliana! That is what Captain Cosmo calls his wonderful fans!
Rodrigo nods and shrugs.
Meliana Rodrigo: I see, well thank you for joining me this evening, Cap.
Captain Cosmo: You are very welcome, friend Meliana! Captain Cosmo is happy to be here!
The interviewer smiles.
Meliana Rodrigo: Well Cap, tonight you’re in action against The Cereal Killer, and coming off of an unfortunate loss in the Battle Royal you had a few weeks ago, do you think you can bounce back from that with a much needed win tonight?
Cosmo shrugs.
Captain Cosmo: Well, friend Meliana… we’ll just have to wait and see won’t we?! Captain Cosmo thought he had a full proof plan in place for the Royal Battle, however it was not meant to be!
The Captain shrugs again.
Captain Cosmo: When it comes to tonight’s match, however! Captain Cosmo is glad that his name is not Captain Crunch considering he is doing battle with the Breakfast Murderer! Captain Cosmo shall do his best and hope he can get a win for his Cosmonauts!
Meliana Rodrigo: Well, before you go for your match, do you have any final words?
Captain Cosmo: As a matter of fact, Captain Cosmo does!
Cosmo then turns his attention to the camera and points into it.
Captain Cosmo: DON’T TRUST EMUS!
The Captain then swiftly makes his exit, leaving the interviewer on her own as we cut elsewhere.
Match #3: Captain Cosmo vs The Cereal Killer
James Buchanan: The following contest...is scheduled for one fall!
Introducing first...from Flavatown, USA...weighing in at 245 lbs...The Cereal Killer!
And his opponent...from Space...where he weighs a whopping 0 lbs...Captain! Cosmo!
Going back to his last match, Captain Cosmo attempts to take the lead early, going for the Cosmo Kick! But the Cereal Killer sidesteps him, not letting him get that kind of win again! He gets his arms around his waist, driving him to the mat with a German Suplex! He pops up to his feet, plopping all 245 pounds of his weight on Cosmo with a Running Senton! Cereal Killer goes for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Cosmo! Cereal Killer gets Cosmo to his feet, before Irish Whipping him into the corner of the ring, before going for a Running Splash! But the impact of hitting the corner, causes Cosmo to slump to the mat, leading to him inadvertently dodging the splash! Cereal Killer hits the turnbuckle hard, leaving an opening for Cosmo to trap him with a School boy Roll Up!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by The Cereal Killer! The two get to their feet at the same time, with the Cereal Killer being the first to charge with a Running Crossbody! He gets Cosmo to his feet, before delivering a Snap Suplex! He floats over for a pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Cosmo! Cereal Killer gets Cosmo to his feet, before throwing him to the ropes! Cosmo comes back, unexpectedly connecting with TITAN’S TURN! He trips over, grabbing The Cereal Killer’s tights to break his fall and accidentally go for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THRE-
Kick out by Cereal Killer! He gets to his face, taking dab at his now messed up spikes. He looks over to Cosmo i rage, before charging at him! Scared, Cosmo ducks underneath before, out of instinct...kicking him in the gut and hitting DON’T TRUST EMUS!! STUNNER CONNECTS!! Cosmo with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE!
James Buchanan: The winner of this match...Captain! Cosmo!
Cosmo celebrates as we fade out!
WINNER: CAPTAIN COSMO (VIA PINFALL)
Faye Brown: I finally fucking did it. Zion win number one's finally under my belt... after nearly... nearly two months since I arrived...
Brown kinda pops her lips before looking down and away from the camera, crossing her arms in the process.
Faye Brown: Huh...
With that "huh," Faye pops her head back up with a look of perplexion.
Faye Brown: But tonight begins my hell month between here and NFW, and I want more... more, more. I want more than just that one win here. I wanna win everything, who doesn't? That starts with being the best team player I can be for Mayhem. Much as the concept of "brand supremacy" eludes me, that part's also part of being a team player. Which make it all the more hilarious... that I'm actually undefeated in team stuff, between my training and now. I didn't think I'd get to say that about myself at this point in my life. Considering my fiance is who they are and all. They're the one in an actual tag team, you know?
The Scrap-Iron Scarecrow shrugs, while bouncing her eyebrows up a little through the motion. But then, she holds a finger up.
Faye Brown: Now... there tends to be a curse to people who say that about themselves. I know that from just watching sports with Logan. Usually when a commentator or an athlete says this amazing thing that they've done, that's when the opposite of that very thing happens. When I say I'm undefeated in tag team things, that should mean that I'm probably gonna get choked out tonight. Poor Logan. Their heart just couldn't take that.
From one index finger to two, with a look of whimsy, Faye halts herself.
Faye Brown: But! Here's the thing I also noticed about that: that's not always 100% the case. In fact, as good a chunk of the time as the opposite happens? That very thing the commentator or athlete points out happens. To a T. I don't know whether the former or the latter's going to happen tonight with Layla Aishe in my corner. But you know what? She won just like I did... just like Mai and Ozzy did to get into War Games. And for this, and for that?
Brown points away from the camera, as if to someone.
Faye Brown: That's my partner. Like I said, tonight begins my hell month. People say "hell month" like it's a bad thing, but you know what? I'm here for that shit. I thrive when sitches are tense. And war is just about the tensest situation you can be in. I'm not the captain for Mayhem, but I'm damn close to it. So Layla, what say you and me beat some ass en route to war, and afterwards we savor the spoils?
The Scrap-Iron Scarecrow nods up to the camera before exiting, stage left.
