Post by Intern on Jan 30, 2022 2:30:07 GMT
And now…Zion Wrestling Presents…Madness!
We cut to the inside of the Amway center as “Blow Me” by The Used plays over the speaker! A huge pyro goes off over the stage, that’s covered in the purple glitched-out theme of tonight’s show!
Winter Mae: We are here, surrounded by a sold out Amway Center to witness one of the biggest matches in Zion Wrestling History! Welcome…to Madness! For Wednesday Night Mayhem, I’m Winter Mae, joined as always by my Broadcast colleague, Sean Brady!
Sean Brady: It’s gonna be a hell of a night, Winter! We’ve got singles matches! We’ve got championship matches! We’ve got tag team matches! Fatal Four Way matches! You name it! And we’re capping it off with a HUGE 30 person Rumble!
Winter Mae: Well with so much to do, we’ve got little time for chatter! Let’s begin!
Faye Brown: "You really don't realize what you're stepping into, do you Cassie?"
A dark room is illuminated by a single lightbulb with a leather chair occupying what little space is visible. Enter stage left, the Scrap-Iron Scarecrow Faye Brown. The former Zion Champion for five minutes, in full gear, sits down in the brown chair only to lean forward and fold her hands under her chin. Finally, she looks to the camera, and it's clear the usually semi-serious Brown is in absolutely no mood for jokes.
Faye Brown: "You see, usually when I say I'm going to do something? When I promise that I'm going to make things right? That something and that promise are exactly what the fuck happen."
The Brooklynite is fairly quiet, though her words carry quite a bit of anger in them.
Faye Brown: "You want examples? Take my time in NFW, then. I said that I would get Logan back by any means necessary to keep his heart in tact. I did that by nearly fucking strangling his kidnappers to death. I said that even if she took everything else from me, Mevy couldn't take my life. I ended up taking her career for good and putting her in a coma for it. I said that I'd go to war just to be recognized as worth a title shot, and that's what the fuck I did. And I won a world title for it here."
Brown's words only somewhat rose in volume.
Faye Brown: "Off of Ashlynn Cassidy, no less. You know, Ashlynn Cassidy, the current #1 contender? The same Undeniable Playboy girl who did the work you were too afraid or too lazy to do? That Ashlynn Cassidy? She busted me open, she beat the shit out of me, she wouldn't stay the fuck down, and she took all my best shots and kept going until finally... finally, I fucking put her down with a hail mary. And I did alllll that by my-goddamn-self."
Faye leans back into the chair, reminiscing upon better times. Faking a sincere look the whole way, only just able to hide her rage.
Faye Brown: "And it was a great minute that I got to celebrate my first title, world or otherwise. Hugged the referee and everything. My tears mixed with my blood. Everything was right in the world. I heard the words most every wrestler wants to hear after a title match in "AND NEW!" I had the title in my hands, and it felt fuckin' weightless. Like everything was done. Like my story had piqued."
The Resident Rockhouse pauses for a few seconds to lean into the view. She cups her hands around her mouth for a sentence.
Faye Brown: "Only for ALL FIVE OF YOU to come in! Barely lift a finger, take that title. No working for it, no true earning it, nothing like that. You had a briefcase and cashed it in."
The seething Brown shrugs a little, trying to compose herself a little.
Faye Brown: "Yeah, the action itself wasn't inherently wrong. Nothing you did was actually illegal. You didn't steal the title like some people said you did. I'm not even saying that's not how I'd have done it. That's about exactly how I would have done it, give or take a couple people."
Faye raises her eyebrows and leans into the view again, her arms all but idle on her knees.
Faye Brown: "But where I've drawn the line?"
Brown takes one of her arms and lifts a finger.
Faye Brown: "I worked my ass to the bone just for one. Shot. A shot that I don't know if I'll ever get again, especially if Ashlynn wins tonight. That was my moment you all decided to hijack and ruin. That was my unconscious body you kicked out of the ring. But you know what they say about what doesn't kill you."
The Scrap-Iron Scarecrow shakes her head.
Faye Brown: "You've got a lot of money. That's good, good for you. I've said this before, but I'm not poor. Just I know better than a looooot of folks what it's like. I was homeless for a lot of my twenties. I struggled just to stay alive while people like you looked down on people like me. People like you shun people like me. People like you sweep people like me to the side, literally."
Brown gets up from her chair and starts to scream.
Faye Brown: "People like you and your posse? You put down spikes to keep people like me from sleeping under a bridge when you could provide them a two-story house with a garage attached!"
A brief pause before Faye continues.
Faye Brown: "You've got as many insults as you've got friends. Yeah, that's more than some others got. I've got a husband whose got ten-thousand times the insults and jabs you've got. And then some. And most of those are usually directed at me! You've got that posse and your giant. Congratulations. I've got half the brand behind me, and I've got friends in low-ass places. That's a lot more than your five, isn't it?"
Another brief pause as The Resident Rockhouse quiets down.
Faye Brown: "My point is you can have everything and everyone in the world that you could possibly desire. Money could buy you a lot of that, if you so wanted. But you've also got a hole right through you that no amount of money or theft or fe-fi-fo-fums could possibly get you. And that's a true one-up on me. Maybe that's why you think I'm not taking you that seriously. But rest fucking assured. If you're Privileged Elite, you ARE the focus. You have been since you rolled up and took the title from me. Yeah, you'll get some wins elsewhere. Even when the crown's gone missing, the castle's not gonna fall immediately. But as long as I'm around? You're under siege. And that siege doesn't stop until I get that crown back to where it truly belongs."
Brown walks right up to the camera and keeps a fairly quiet tone.
Faye Brown: "Trust me when I say I'm taking you very seriously, Cassie. You're Privileged Elite, after all. You're the focus. How could I not take any of you seriously? But here's a fair warning for you: a serious Faye Brown is the worst possible thing you could ever want, because that's a bitch who gets shit done."
Brown tilts her head a little to her left for a second as she speaks.
Faye Brown: "And that's what you're stepping into the ring with tonight, Cassie. That's what you wanted. I just hope you wanted it..."
Brown quickly puts her right fist into her left palm.
Faye Brown: "...hand over fist."
And exit stage right, a pissed off scarecrow.
The sounds of police sirens and helicopter rotors fill the arena before a familiar bassline starts.
BAD BOYS! What'cha gon-what'cha gon-what'cha gonna do?
James Buchanan: "...from Syracuse, New York, weighing in at 114 pounds... she is the Scrap-Iron Scarecrow, FAAAAAAAAAYE BROOOOOWN!"
Once the "Method In The Badness" remix of Inner Circle's "Bad Boys" kicks in, out walks Faye Brown. She pauses on stage to take in the sights and sounds, before seemingly marching to ringside. Once Brown reaches ringside, she pauses in her tracks at the apron before backing up then rolling in. Faye climbs the nearest turnbuckle and wingspans as the crowd chants "PLEASE DON'T DIE!" at her. Faye then sits atop the turnbuckle as the "Bad Boys" remix fades out.
The intro of “I Want It All/We Will Rock You” by Queen feat. Armageddon blares into the arena, the lights of the stage and ramp illuminate in gold while the spotlight focuses on the stage.
As the song officially begins, Cassie comes out of the curtain, along with Cleopatra Ivy. Cassie confidently strides her way down the aisle with Cleopatra close behind, the spotlight following them on the way to the ring.
James Buchanan: And her opponent…representing the Privileged Elite…being accompanied to the ring by Cleopatra Ivy…from Los Angeles, California…weighing in at 135 lbs…”Top Tier”...Cassie! Lopez!
Sean Brady: We start things off tonight here with a revenge plot, Winter! Faye Brown has already gone through one of the Privileged Elite and now Cassie Lopez is next on her kill list!
Winter Mae: But Cassie Lopez is no slouch! Faye’s gonna have a hard enough time winning this one as is, but think about the xtra factor that Cleopatra Ivy brings to the mix?
As Cassie reaches the ringside area, she walks up and walks across the edge of the ring. She then motions for the referee and orders the referee to hold the ropes for her, to which it was done without hesitation. After wiping her feet on the apron, she enters the ring while Cleopatra enters the ring by easily stepping over the ropes. Cassie walks toward one ring post, where she climbs up and extends her arms out, looking on with a smirk and posing to the crowd with complete confidence. She is taking in the atmosphere while the crowd reactions continue and the cameras are flashing. She does the same routine to the opposite ring post.
After going through her ritual, Cassie climbs down and walks toward Cleopatra, taking off her coat and giving it to her and then readies herself as she waits for her opponent to arrive or for the match to begin.
The match starts and Brown immediately fires off at Lopez, trying to rush her in the corner! Lopez is having none of this however, putting herself between the ropes so that Brown can’t attack her legally! The referee backs Brown away as Lopez continues to keep herself between the ropes, demanding that the official back Brown away further before she steps into the ring in full! All this serves to work against her, however, with Brown immediately nailing her with a Corner High Knee when she sticks her head back into the ring! She transitions, looking for a Bulldog, but Lopez pushes her away, sending her into the corner of the ring! She rams into Brown, hitting her with a Corner Double Knee that sends her to a seated position on the mat! She steps back before clashing with her in the corner again, this time with a Facewash! She pulls Brown out of the corner and goes for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Brown! Lopez immediately gets her to her feet, before putting her in position for an Exploder Suplex! Brown reverses however, sending a set of Elbow strikes into the side of Lopez’s Shoulder, before taking her down with an STO! Brown gets to her feet, looking to catch Lopez as she’s getting to her feet with a Punt Kick! But Lopez moves out of the way, catching Brown as she passes back with O’Connor Roll Pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out again by Brown! The two get to their feet in unison now, before meeting in the center of the ring and trading strikes! Eventually, Lopez gets the upper hand in the exchange, pushing Brown back into the ropes! She runs after her, looking to hit her with another move, but Brown hoists her over, sending to the floor on the outside of the ring! Brown exits the ring herself, looking to go after her, but just before she manages to reach her, Cleopatra Ivy steps in the way! She towers over Brown, standing like a brick wall in front of her with her arms folded! Brown steps to her, getting face-to-face and shouting obscenities into her face, showing that she isn’t afraid of her! These words fail to move Ivy in both the physical and metaphorical sense! All they really seem to do is provide a distraction, giving Lopez some time to re-enter the ring and catch her with a Baseball Slide! Brown crashes into the side of the Announcer’s Desk, with Lopez following right after her! Brown tries to get to her feet, leaning on the table for support! But Lopez uses this to her advantage, smashing Brown’s head into the table! She transitions, throwing Brown into the apron now! Brown hits the concrete floor at ringside with a thud, before Lopez gets her back to her feet and throws her back into the ring, going for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Brown! Lopez gets Brown to her feet, leathering her with a Knife Edge Chp, before taking her to the mat with a Snapmare Roll! She hits the ropes, looking for Low Big Boot to follow up, but Brown avoids it, laying herself out to get out of dodge, before catching Lopez with a Schoolboy Roll Up! Before the official can even get down to count the pin however, Brown releases it, letting Lopez roll to her knees before catching her over the head with a Kick! She pops up to her feet, catching Lopez before she falls in earnest with a Knee Lift! She caps off her attack, jumping up and catching Lopez with a Standing Elbow Drop before going for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
TH-
Kick out by Lopez! Brown is ready to finish things now, waiting for Lopez to get to her feet, before sending a Kick to the back of her knee, sending her kneeling! She hits the ropes, looking to connect with a Shining Wizard! But just as she hits the ropes, Cleopatra Ivy steps in again, grabbing hold of Brown’s ankle and halting her momentum! Brown stops, turning around to verbally berate Ivy as the official steps in to stop things! Brown looks to the ref, wondering how didn’t see the blatant breaking of the rules! This distraction lingers long enough, once again, for Lopez to gain the advantage! Lopez rushes Brown, nailing her with a stiff Knee Strike to the midsection against the ropes! She gets again, and again, and AGAIN, before the referee backs her away! The official goes to check on Brown, but Lopez isn’t done with her yet, hitting her with a stiff Big Boot before pulling her to the center of the ring for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
TH-
Kick out by Brown! Lopez is now ready to finish this one, waiting for Brown to get up before sending a boot to her midsection! She hits the ropes, before jumping up to plant Brown with the Stamp of Relevancy! But Brown pops her head up, avoiding the Curbstomp! She runs towards Lopez now, ducking underneath a Lariat to hit the ropes, before taking her down with a Spear! Brown climbs to the top rope, possibly looking for an Elbow Drop! But before she can jump off, Cleopatra Ivy climbs to the apron! Brown notices this, sending her to the floor at ringside with a Kick! Ivy hits the floor landing on her feet, but Brown isn’t done with her! She repositions herself on the top rope, before launching off and hitting an Elbow drop to Ivy instead! Cleopatra Ivy has been neutralized at ringside, leveling the playing field for Brown and Lopez! Brown rushes back into the ring, running right into a boot to the midsection by Lopez! She hits the ropes, taking Brown down with the STAMP OF RELEVANCY!! CURBSTOMP CONNECTS!! Lopez with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE-
Kick out by Brown! Lopez is infuriated now at the fact that she hasn’t been able to put the Scrap-Iron Scarecrow away! She gets Brown to her feet now, getting her position to lock in Inferior’s Lament! But Brown escapes as Lopez tries to roll her into the submission, leaving her to hit the mat on her own! Lopez tries to get up and regain momentum by gunning for Brown, but this proves to be a huge mistake! Brown jumps up, catching Lopez with the KILLSHOT!! BROWN CONNECTS WITH THE JUMPING LEG LARIAT!! Brown with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE!
James Buchanan: The winner of this match…Faye! Brown!
Winter Mae: Faye Brown has done it! Faye Brown has subdued another member of the Privileged Elite!
Sean Brady: Yeah, but I doubt Brown is 100% satisfied, not yet at least!
Winter Mae: She won’t be satisfied until she has the number of each and every member of the Privileged Elite! Two down, three to go!
Brown gets to her feet and climbs onto the ropes to celebrate, she finds a crane camera swinging by her and looks into it, sticking up two fingers and mouthing “One-by-one” into the lens as we fade out!
WINNER: FAYE BROWN (VIA PINFALL)
We cut to the inside of the Amway center as “Blow Me” by The Used plays over the speaker! A huge pyro goes off over the stage, that’s covered in the purple glitched-out theme of tonight’s show!
Winter Mae: We are here, surrounded by a sold out Amway Center to witness one of the biggest matches in Zion Wrestling History! Welcome…to Madness! For Wednesday Night Mayhem, I’m Winter Mae, joined as always by my Broadcast colleague, Sean Brady!
Sean Brady: It’s gonna be a hell of a night, Winter! We’ve got singles matches! We’ve got championship matches! We’ve got tag team matches! Fatal Four Way matches! You name it! And we’re capping it off with a HUGE 30 person Rumble!
Winter Mae: Well with so much to do, we’ve got little time for chatter! Let’s begin!
Faye Brown: "You really don't realize what you're stepping into, do you Cassie?"
A dark room is illuminated by a single lightbulb with a leather chair occupying what little space is visible. Enter stage left, the Scrap-Iron Scarecrow Faye Brown. The former Zion Champion for five minutes, in full gear, sits down in the brown chair only to lean forward and fold her hands under her chin. Finally, she looks to the camera, and it's clear the usually semi-serious Brown is in absolutely no mood for jokes.
Faye Brown: "You see, usually when I say I'm going to do something? When I promise that I'm going to make things right? That something and that promise are exactly what the fuck happen."
The Brooklynite is fairly quiet, though her words carry quite a bit of anger in them.
Faye Brown: "You want examples? Take my time in NFW, then. I said that I would get Logan back by any means necessary to keep his heart in tact. I did that by nearly fucking strangling his kidnappers to death. I said that even if she took everything else from me, Mevy couldn't take my life. I ended up taking her career for good and putting her in a coma for it. I said that I'd go to war just to be recognized as worth a title shot, and that's what the fuck I did. And I won a world title for it here."
Brown's words only somewhat rose in volume.
Faye Brown: "Off of Ashlynn Cassidy, no less. You know, Ashlynn Cassidy, the current #1 contender? The same Undeniable Playboy girl who did the work you were too afraid or too lazy to do? That Ashlynn Cassidy? She busted me open, she beat the shit out of me, she wouldn't stay the fuck down, and she took all my best shots and kept going until finally... finally, I fucking put her down with a hail mary. And I did alllll that by my-goddamn-self."
Faye leans back into the chair, reminiscing upon better times. Faking a sincere look the whole way, only just able to hide her rage.
Faye Brown: "And it was a great minute that I got to celebrate my first title, world or otherwise. Hugged the referee and everything. My tears mixed with my blood. Everything was right in the world. I heard the words most every wrestler wants to hear after a title match in "AND NEW!" I had the title in my hands, and it felt fuckin' weightless. Like everything was done. Like my story had piqued."
The Resident Rockhouse pauses for a few seconds to lean into the view. She cups her hands around her mouth for a sentence.
Faye Brown: "Only for ALL FIVE OF YOU to come in! Barely lift a finger, take that title. No working for it, no true earning it, nothing like that. You had a briefcase and cashed it in."
The seething Brown shrugs a little, trying to compose herself a little.
Faye Brown: "Yeah, the action itself wasn't inherently wrong. Nothing you did was actually illegal. You didn't steal the title like some people said you did. I'm not even saying that's not how I'd have done it. That's about exactly how I would have done it, give or take a couple people."
Faye raises her eyebrows and leans into the view again, her arms all but idle on her knees.
Faye Brown: "But where I've drawn the line?"
Brown takes one of her arms and lifts a finger.
Faye Brown: "I worked my ass to the bone just for one. Shot. A shot that I don't know if I'll ever get again, especially if Ashlynn wins tonight. That was my moment you all decided to hijack and ruin. That was my unconscious body you kicked out of the ring. But you know what they say about what doesn't kill you."
The Scrap-Iron Scarecrow shakes her head.
Faye Brown: "You've got a lot of money. That's good, good for you. I've said this before, but I'm not poor. Just I know better than a looooot of folks what it's like. I was homeless for a lot of my twenties. I struggled just to stay alive while people like you looked down on people like me. People like you shun people like me. People like you sweep people like me to the side, literally."
Brown gets up from her chair and starts to scream.
Faye Brown: "People like you and your posse? You put down spikes to keep people like me from sleeping under a bridge when you could provide them a two-story house with a garage attached!"
A brief pause before Faye continues.
Faye Brown: "You've got as many insults as you've got friends. Yeah, that's more than some others got. I've got a husband whose got ten-thousand times the insults and jabs you've got. And then some. And most of those are usually directed at me! You've got that posse and your giant. Congratulations. I've got half the brand behind me, and I've got friends in low-ass places. That's a lot more than your five, isn't it?"
Another brief pause as The Resident Rockhouse quiets down.
Faye Brown: "My point is you can have everything and everyone in the world that you could possibly desire. Money could buy you a lot of that, if you so wanted. But you've also got a hole right through you that no amount of money or theft or fe-fi-fo-fums could possibly get you. And that's a true one-up on me. Maybe that's why you think I'm not taking you that seriously. But rest fucking assured. If you're Privileged Elite, you ARE the focus. You have been since you rolled up and took the title from me. Yeah, you'll get some wins elsewhere. Even when the crown's gone missing, the castle's not gonna fall immediately. But as long as I'm around? You're under siege. And that siege doesn't stop until I get that crown back to where it truly belongs."
Brown walks right up to the camera and keeps a fairly quiet tone.
Faye Brown: "Trust me when I say I'm taking you very seriously, Cassie. You're Privileged Elite, after all. You're the focus. How could I not take any of you seriously? But here's a fair warning for you: a serious Faye Brown is the worst possible thing you could ever want, because that's a bitch who gets shit done."
Brown tilts her head a little to her left for a second as she speaks.
Faye Brown: "And that's what you're stepping into the ring with tonight, Cassie. That's what you wanted. I just hope you wanted it..."
Brown quickly puts her right fist into her left palm.
Faye Brown: "...hand over fist."
And exit stage right, a pissed off scarecrow.
The sounds of police sirens and helicopter rotors fill the arena before a familiar bassline starts.
BAD BOYS! What'cha gon-what'cha gon-what'cha gonna do?
James Buchanan: "...from Syracuse, New York, weighing in at 114 pounds... she is the Scrap-Iron Scarecrow, FAAAAAAAAAYE BROOOOOWN!"
Once the "Method In The Badness" remix of Inner Circle's "Bad Boys" kicks in, out walks Faye Brown. She pauses on stage to take in the sights and sounds, before seemingly marching to ringside. Once Brown reaches ringside, she pauses in her tracks at the apron before backing up then rolling in. Faye climbs the nearest turnbuckle and wingspans as the crowd chants "PLEASE DON'T DIE!" at her. Faye then sits atop the turnbuckle as the "Bad Boys" remix fades out.
The intro of “I Want It All/We Will Rock You” by Queen feat. Armageddon blares into the arena, the lights of the stage and ramp illuminate in gold while the spotlight focuses on the stage.
As the song officially begins, Cassie comes out of the curtain, along with Cleopatra Ivy. Cassie confidently strides her way down the aisle with Cleopatra close behind, the spotlight following them on the way to the ring.
James Buchanan: And her opponent…representing the Privileged Elite…being accompanied to the ring by Cleopatra Ivy…from Los Angeles, California…weighing in at 135 lbs…”Top Tier”...Cassie! Lopez!
Sean Brady: We start things off tonight here with a revenge plot, Winter! Faye Brown has already gone through one of the Privileged Elite and now Cassie Lopez is next on her kill list!
Winter Mae: But Cassie Lopez is no slouch! Faye’s gonna have a hard enough time winning this one as is, but think about the xtra factor that Cleopatra Ivy brings to the mix?
As Cassie reaches the ringside area, she walks up and walks across the edge of the ring. She then motions for the referee and orders the referee to hold the ropes for her, to which it was done without hesitation. After wiping her feet on the apron, she enters the ring while Cleopatra enters the ring by easily stepping over the ropes. Cassie walks toward one ring post, where she climbs up and extends her arms out, looking on with a smirk and posing to the crowd with complete confidence. She is taking in the atmosphere while the crowd reactions continue and the cameras are flashing. She does the same routine to the opposite ring post.
After going through her ritual, Cassie climbs down and walks toward Cleopatra, taking off her coat and giving it to her and then readies herself as she waits for her opponent to arrive or for the match to begin.
The match starts and Brown immediately fires off at Lopez, trying to rush her in the corner! Lopez is having none of this however, putting herself between the ropes so that Brown can’t attack her legally! The referee backs Brown away as Lopez continues to keep herself between the ropes, demanding that the official back Brown away further before she steps into the ring in full! All this serves to work against her, however, with Brown immediately nailing her with a Corner High Knee when she sticks her head back into the ring! She transitions, looking for a Bulldog, but Lopez pushes her away, sending her into the corner of the ring! She rams into Brown, hitting her with a Corner Double Knee that sends her to a seated position on the mat! She steps back before clashing with her in the corner again, this time with a Facewash! She pulls Brown out of the corner and goes for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Brown! Lopez immediately gets her to her feet, before putting her in position for an Exploder Suplex! Brown reverses however, sending a set of Elbow strikes into the side of Lopez’s Shoulder, before taking her down with an STO! Brown gets to her feet, looking to catch Lopez as she’s getting to her feet with a Punt Kick! But Lopez moves out of the way, catching Brown as she passes back with O’Connor Roll Pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out again by Brown! The two get to their feet in unison now, before meeting in the center of the ring and trading strikes! Eventually, Lopez gets the upper hand in the exchange, pushing Brown back into the ropes! She runs after her, looking to hit her with another move, but Brown hoists her over, sending to the floor on the outside of the ring! Brown exits the ring herself, looking to go after her, but just before she manages to reach her, Cleopatra Ivy steps in the way! She towers over Brown, standing like a brick wall in front of her with her arms folded! Brown steps to her, getting face-to-face and shouting obscenities into her face, showing that she isn’t afraid of her! These words fail to move Ivy in both the physical and metaphorical sense! All they really seem to do is provide a distraction, giving Lopez some time to re-enter the ring and catch her with a Baseball Slide! Brown crashes into the side of the Announcer’s Desk, with Lopez following right after her! Brown tries to get to her feet, leaning on the table for support! But Lopez uses this to her advantage, smashing Brown’s head into the table! She transitions, throwing Brown into the apron now! Brown hits the concrete floor at ringside with a thud, before Lopez gets her back to her feet and throws her back into the ring, going for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Brown! Lopez gets Brown to her feet, leathering her with a Knife Edge Chp, before taking her to the mat with a Snapmare Roll! She hits the ropes, looking for Low Big Boot to follow up, but Brown avoids it, laying herself out to get out of dodge, before catching Lopez with a Schoolboy Roll Up! Before the official can even get down to count the pin however, Brown releases it, letting Lopez roll to her knees before catching her over the head with a Kick! She pops up to her feet, catching Lopez before she falls in earnest with a Knee Lift! She caps off her attack, jumping up and catching Lopez with a Standing Elbow Drop before going for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
TH-
Kick out by Lopez! Brown is ready to finish things now, waiting for Lopez to get to her feet, before sending a Kick to the back of her knee, sending her kneeling! She hits the ropes, looking to connect with a Shining Wizard! But just as she hits the ropes, Cleopatra Ivy steps in again, grabbing hold of Brown’s ankle and halting her momentum! Brown stops, turning around to verbally berate Ivy as the official steps in to stop things! Brown looks to the ref, wondering how didn’t see the blatant breaking of the rules! This distraction lingers long enough, once again, for Lopez to gain the advantage! Lopez rushes Brown, nailing her with a stiff Knee Strike to the midsection against the ropes! She gets again, and again, and AGAIN, before the referee backs her away! The official goes to check on Brown, but Lopez isn’t done with her yet, hitting her with a stiff Big Boot before pulling her to the center of the ring for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
TH-
Kick out by Brown! Lopez is now ready to finish this one, waiting for Brown to get up before sending a boot to her midsection! She hits the ropes, before jumping up to plant Brown with the Stamp of Relevancy! But Brown pops her head up, avoiding the Curbstomp! She runs towards Lopez now, ducking underneath a Lariat to hit the ropes, before taking her down with a Spear! Brown climbs to the top rope, possibly looking for an Elbow Drop! But before she can jump off, Cleopatra Ivy climbs to the apron! Brown notices this, sending her to the floor at ringside with a Kick! Ivy hits the floor landing on her feet, but Brown isn’t done with her! She repositions herself on the top rope, before launching off and hitting an Elbow drop to Ivy instead! Cleopatra Ivy has been neutralized at ringside, leveling the playing field for Brown and Lopez! Brown rushes back into the ring, running right into a boot to the midsection by Lopez! She hits the ropes, taking Brown down with the STAMP OF RELEVANCY!! CURBSTOMP CONNECTS!! Lopez with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE-
Kick out by Brown! Lopez is infuriated now at the fact that she hasn’t been able to put the Scrap-Iron Scarecrow away! She gets Brown to her feet now, getting her position to lock in Inferior’s Lament! But Brown escapes as Lopez tries to roll her into the submission, leaving her to hit the mat on her own! Lopez tries to get up and regain momentum by gunning for Brown, but this proves to be a huge mistake! Brown jumps up, catching Lopez with the KILLSHOT!! BROWN CONNECTS WITH THE JUMPING LEG LARIAT!! Brown with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE!
James Buchanan: The winner of this match…Faye! Brown!
Winter Mae: Faye Brown has done it! Faye Brown has subdued another member of the Privileged Elite!
Sean Brady: Yeah, but I doubt Brown is 100% satisfied, not yet at least!
Winter Mae: She won’t be satisfied until she has the number of each and every member of the Privileged Elite! Two down, three to go!
Brown gets to her feet and climbs onto the ropes to celebrate, she finds a crane camera swinging by her and looks into it, sticking up two fingers and mouthing “One-by-one” into the lens as we fade out!
WINNER: FAYE BROWN (VIA PINFALL)