Post by Kai Morgan on Mar 1, 2022 3:31:19 GMT
We cut off from the video package as the second verse of Waterparks’ “Tantrum” echoes throughout the Zion Wrestling Star Factory Arena! The whooping and cheering of the fans is deafening within the smaller, packed arena, but the passion is there all the same!
Winter Mae: After a very eventful week in Zion, we’re finally back in action! It’s time that Monday nights got a little more chaotic! Welcome…to Monday Night Mayhem! I’m Winter Mae, joined by my NEW broadcast colleague tonight…Trick Morrison!
Trick Morrison: It is an absolute pleasure to be here, Winter! I’ve been following the scene here in Zion for a while, but now I finally get the pleasure of calling the action from ringside! We got a jam packed show for you guys tonight! Not only do we have our Trio's Championships on the line, but we also have the debut of a huge Zion signing in Yukiko Kusanagi!
Winter Mae: And after all that we have an amazing main event in store as we get to crowd a brand new set of Zion Tag Team Champions! But before we get ahead of ourselves, let’s get down to the action!
" Heavy Rotation " by AKB48 hits the arena. The audience started cheering as the song came on, but this time it was different. Nami Megumi came out with her skateboard. She smiled at the audience before she stopped her skateboard and stepped onto the stage to fetch the mic to say something.
(The audience cheered for their favorite wrestler. Nami Megumi looked around amidst the cheers of all the audience. She did nothing but absorb the love sent by the audience before she bowed to everyone.)
Nami Megumi: I am honored to be here today. It made me feel the old days. Having to get out of bed to come to work on a Monday and of course, I've been in Mayhem since before it changed to Wednesday Night Mayhem, so today has changed again. I am very honored that I am still here. Back when I just came from Japan. I stepped in here for the first time. I came here like no one knew me. If you don't really follow Japanese wrestling. Everyone will wonder who I am. I had a hard time starting at ZION. I used to think I wanted to go back to Japan. But today I would like to thank everyone here for encouraging me to stand up during this difficult time. Like I'm facing a tsunami But I survived in a miraculous way. After that I grew up I became stronger because everyone here told me to fight until one day when I started getting my first chance I failed. After that, I was given the job I was most proud of since I've been here. I'm Mayhem's captain in WarGames and after that, I missed another chance, yes I didn't win Battle Royal but after that when I got another chance. I didn't miss it and I became Zion Gateway Champion. I want to thank everyone who supported me from day one until today. Thank you for welcoming me even though I don't know who I am. Thank you boss for giving me the opportunity and believing in me many times. Without your encouragement, there would be no me today. I'm really thankful. I don't know how I will repay you. But after this, I promise I will do better than ever!
(The audience began to cheer loudly once again, shouting Monday Night Megumi! Swap with We Love Nami!)
Nami Megumi: Well, I hope everyone is having a good time after the Invasion. Of course, it ends in a draw. But I think that's not the end of the war, we still have to investigate the disappearance of the boss and I think Invasion is the beginning of a lot of things so I'm still waiting to see what happens. I still want to be here waiting to see what happens next no matter what. Or am I still standing here? I'll always be ready for whatever's to come but speaking of Invasion, I know it didn't end the way we wanted but don't be sad, I think it's the most beautiful ending. They still have work And we are not lost in this war. Yes, I enjoyed participating in Invasion during my championship time. And I hope that if I have the opportunity next time I will be able to participate in all the upcoming wars. Now, let's talk about how I felt after the match against Hayley Halsey. I am honored to be able to face her again in her best moments. And once again I made her tap out. I did the way I spoke to her before the match started. I feel good walking out of Invasion with victory. But in exchange for a knee injury again I've had a serious knee injury before so it's quite worrying. I still feel pain but i will keep fighting I won't let it deter me from being successful. I will continue to fight the injury. Even if it's my obstacle, I'm not afraid to face it. The injured knee couldn't stop me from being in Destiny, so I was still breathing. I will definitely be Angel Kash's next obstacle.
(The Crowd cheers Nami Megumi loudly and claps their hands.)
Nami Megumi: I have some time left to hold the Zion Gateway Champion, my time as a champion is coming to an end. I'm going back to being Nami Megumi, who is nothing but a crazy dream from Mayhem episode 14. We've come a long way so far together, and I want to thank everyone who cheered me on the days when I had nothing. I still remember the feeling of losing to Valentina Skye, yes, I was disappointed in myself for losing like that. I used to be disappointed that I couldn't win the Zion Wrestling National Champion, but now looking back on those failures I have nothing to regret. I have nothing to worry about with Zion Gateway Champion anymore, I just hope the person who owns it will take good care of it from now on. I just hope this championship stays with the people it deserves. I'll keep an eye on it. Might be a bit disappointed but my life still has to go on. My goal is Angel Kash, Zion Wrestling Champion In Destiny, I'll step in as the number one challenger. And Han will walk out of Destiny with the Zion Wrestling Champion, whether it's Angel Kash or Faye Brown, I'm ready to face you. Nothing will stop me. I don't care if you've been to war with me or not. It might sound selfish, but it's time for me to become Mayhem's number one and I can't wait to hold on to my 90-day Zion Gateway Champion. This is my path to the number one star. No matter who is in my way I'll throw it out of my way. I'm here to succeed and that's what I've always proven. I always do it for other people. It's time for me to be selfish. Zion Wrestling Champion. I'm here for it. See you, whoever is the champion.
(The audience continued to cheer for Nami Megumi. She dropped the mic before walking back to backstage, but in the meantime, she tagged her hand with her fans.)
We find Alexis Lemon backstage somewhere in The Factory. She’s bouncing up and down, getting loose for her match. She has headphones on, metal music can be heard playing through them.As she stretches out her arms, she turns to the camera. She smirks, excitement in her eyes
Alexis Lemon: Sup! Zion, I hope you know how psyched I am to be here! Last time I was here, I picked up my first W, my second overall in my career. And this time, you KNOW I’m going for Mayhem W numero two! Now, to be fair, the last time I was here was before that huge war that saw bossman get nabbed by clowns or something. So… things may not be exactly how they were… I mean, look at who I’m facing!
She giggles, but she still looks serious, determined. She drops her headphones around her neck.
Alexis Lemon: Look, I’ve dealt with spooky dudes plenty in my short time in this business. A wendigo kidnapped my friend and clawed up my back real good when I went to rescue her. Now suddenly everyone is being a spooky dude so… Let’s just say I'm desensitized! So… Tanja, let me just tell you that you’re not gonna get into my head and make me afraid. I’ve seen too many horror movies, real and fictional, to be easily startled.
A look of distress crosses Lexi’s face for the briefest of moments as she recalls her pained memories. But it’s quickly replaced by her smirk.
Alexis Lemon: Listen, Tanja, I’m sure you’re no pushover. A rookie like me doesn’t take anyone lightly. I say all that to really say I hope you’re not doing that to me. I hope you don’t see me as a chump you can steamroll without a fight. I’ve only had three matches in this business, but I haven’t lost yet. I may have a lot to learn but I ain’t a pushover either.
Alexis Lemon: I’m not in this business for just a cup of coffee. I’m here for the long haul. This is all I want to do. All I’ve ever wanted to do. No chance in hell I’m tucking tail and running from a fight. Not from you, Tanja, not from anyone. I’m going to dig in my heels and fight like hell until the bell rings. It doesn’t matter if the person across from me is a friend or not. So let’s kick each other’s asses and put on a show. But until then…
Lexi puts her headphones back on.
Alexis Lemon: Stay sour!
She jogs out of the shot saying, “Still working on a catchphrase!”
Match #1: Angel Kash’s ELITE Open Challenge
Zion Wrestling Championship Match
Vivian Blake: The following contest…is the ELITE Open Challenge…and it is for the Zion Wrestling Championship!
Introducing first…from The Hamptons, New York…weighing in at 128 lbs…she is the Zion Wrestling Champion…Angel! Kash!
Winter Mae: Angel Kash has been feeling the sting ever since taking a loss to NFW’s World Heavyweight Champion, Tren Descarrilado last week at Invasion!
Trick Morrison: That could be a huge hit to the ego. Young woman’s clearly out here tonight to prove that she’s anything but a paper champion after that display!
Vivian Blake: And her opponent…
Just then, Jessica Anderson’s music begins to play as the crowd begins to boo in unison!
Trick Morrison: Well so much for that!
Winter Mae: You’ve gotta be kidding me!
Anderson struts down to the ring, with her and Kash sharing a smile before the bell rings!
Anderson and Kash circle the ring around one another, looking as though they’re about to lock up! But the moment they approach each other, they instead go for a hug! The two giggle and chat with one another instead of continuing with the match, with the two finally backing away at referee’s request! Kash eventually approaches Anderson, before lightly tapping her on the shoulder! This tap apparently seems to hit Anderson like a bullet, however, as she instantly flops to the mat and writhes in agony! Kash quickly takes advantage, swooping in for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE!
Vivian Blake: The winner of this match…and STILL Zion Wrestling Champion…Angel! Kash!
Winter Mae: This is absolutely disgusting! What a slap in the face to everyone who put it all on the line for that belt!
Trick Morrison: You can’t fault the woman’s smarts, Winter! Besides, it’s not like it wouldn’t be easy to beat Jessica Anderson anyway!
The boos are downpouring loudly as Angel Kash soon gets off of Jessica Anderson, who had just laid down for the current reigning and defending Zion Wrestling Champion. As her smirk is enormous right now as the rest of the Privileged Elite comes in the ring to celebrate like Angel, had won the world series. They even bring a champagne bottle as its popped open and each is given a glass with the Princess getting the first glass followed by each and every member they even wake up Jessica Anderson who was slumped in the corner for her glass. As Angel soon demands a microphone, she is handed one as the boos drown out the entire arena as she looks at the fans with a disgusted look on her face. As she says coyly in a smug tone.
Angel Kash: What? Who said I wasn’t a fighting champion? I mean our illustrious owner said carry yourself like a champion. How’s this the first in the series of ELITE series open challenges for the Zion Wrestling Title, this was a tough contest I mean there are few better in this ring than Jessica Anderson so give her a round of applause.
The boos overtake them as Angel rolls her eyes disgusted in a bitchy manner.
Angel Kash: SHUT THE HELL UP I AM NOT IN THE DAMN MOOD FOR ANY OF YOU! YOU ALL TURNED YOUR BACKS ON YOUR CHAMPION!
The fans boo as Angel pointed all around, even at the announcing crew and the officials at ringside.
Angel Kash: Seriously I need to learn how to carry myself as a champion? What a crock I been a fighting champion since day freakin one hell I was dragged into that stupid war and for what? To be unappreciated by the likes of you? By the likes of the help on commentary?! By the likes of our own owner who dragged me into something that I wanted nothing to even do with! In order to get himself kidnapped by a bunch of sideshow freaks. So as far as I am concerned when it comes to all of you I will be holding this title to spite you all, I will be sure to rub it in your faces every single day I can, and I will make sure all you can do is sit and watch. Because quite frankly you don’t deserve me as your champion but you need me to take on that mantle.
The boos are even more overwhelming As Angel passes the microphone to Summer. However, as Summer takes the microphone, sounds of helicopter rotors and riots on the streets play over the PA system. Followed shortly by...
"BAD BOYS! What'cha gon'-what'cha gon'-what'cha gon-na dooo? Wheeen Sheriff John Brown come for you?"
Out walks the former Zion Wrestling Champion for four minutes, Faye Brown, microphone in hand. The crowd goes from heavy boos to heavy cheers in record time, because of course they do. Dressed in a black beanie, glasses, a white crop-top, torn jeans, and blue sneakers reminiscent of her Buffalo Bills, Brown has a bit of a smirk to her as she raises the stick and starts waltzing down to the ring.
Faye Brown: "Well times three, Angel. It's about time we met face to face. Hi, I'm Faye Brown, you might remember me as the girl whose title you took at New Year's Revolution, and as the one plowing through all your squad!"
Faye exaggeratedly waves to all of the Privileged Elite with a goofy grin as she reaches ringside.
Faye Brown: "And I've been thinking on this whole siege a little since Invasion. On how you could make this easy on both of us since you're doing this whole Open Challenge thing? Which, by the way? Real fuckin’ original. It’s not like every other champion I’ve chased hasn’t already done this. But this whole siege can come to an early end by next week."
And pause for dramatic effect, just as she gets into the ring to stare at the Zion Wrestling Champion.
Faye Brown: "Because what if I answered your challenge?"
The crowd cheers at this suggestion, which Angel laughs off before going to decline, but Faye cuts her off before she has a chance to retort.
Faye Brown: "No-no, thinkaboutit-thinkaboutit: I finally get my title rematch that I've yet to have, that I've been dangling over your head like the sword of Damocles for the past couple months, and you get a chance to back up your claim as the face of Mayhem for real! It writes itself!"
The crowd cheers more as Brown hypes up this hypothetical, but she holds one finger up, which as always...
Faye Brown: "But... I have one stipula--."
Angel Kash looks at Faye in an annoyed tone clearly upset as she says in a bitchy tone.
Angel Kash: You don’t get to dictate anything to me! You understand that?! I am the champion of Mayhem, the TRUE champion. I don’t care who thinks otherwise, I am the face of this brand! you come out here interrupting me and my Privileged Elite! ...I will humor you; what stipulation?
There's a brief pause as usually, you don't really hear Angel get that heated. But Faye kinda just chuckles it off.
Faye Brown: "Weeell, how did you win that title in the first place? Briefcase aside..."
Brown points to the rest of the Privileged Elite.
Faye Brown: "It was you... you... you, aaaand you. So, I was figurin' something along the lines of a steel cage."
The crowd cheers at Faye's suggestion, but she holds up one finger...
Faye Brown: "But then I thought about that... figured "you know, those four can climb a cage and enter through a door, that's more just delaying entry than denying it." So then I was figurin' about that Devil's Den match."
The crowd cheers again at this suggestion, but clearly waits for a "but."
Faye Brown: "You know, prison cell, the only way to win is to put your opponent through a flaming table. But then I figured that was pretty extreme for just a title, you haven't slighted me otherwise. Seemed a little..."
Faye pokes her nose a couple times.
Faye Brown: "...on the nose, you know? But I got stuck on the "prison cell" thing. Everyone except for me has been painting you as a thief... why not lock you in with the person they think you stole from? It keeps the goof troop behind you out... but it doesn't give me any help, and I get a fair rematch. I think it's pretty mutually beneficial myself."
Angel rolls her eyes looking like she’s about to laugh as she says in a bitchy tone.
Angel Kash: Oh, a prison cell?
Faye Brown: “Yeah, I figured that’d be cool on top of ever-- ”
Angel Kash: See... that's the thing: you think I care about what benefits you? So let me answer...
All of a sudden Summer comes from behind and attacks as the rest of the Privileged Elite soon join in putting boots down as Faye, tries and fight back getting shots on Mosh, Lopez, and Anderson however, is cut short as Angel uses her Zion Wrestling Championship and cracks it over the head of woman she cashed in on. As the fans who were rallying behind Faye begin to boo loudly as Angel’s face turns red as she yells out loudly.
Angel Kash: YOUR CHALLENGE IS DENIED! HOLD HER UP!
Soon, Faye is held up by each arm by Summer and Cassie. Brown is out of it after the title shot from the Trillion-Dollar Princess and the preceding beatdown. Angel looks down at Brown with a disgusted look on her face as she gets close, holding her title right up to the face of the Scrap-Iron Scarecrow as Kash screams.
Angel Kash: See this belt?! See the Zion Wrestling Title?! This is as close as you get to my belt, you understand me?! You will never, NEVER be Zion Wrestling Champion again! You hear me?! I will shatter your damn dreams once again! So be smart, and disappear!
Angel then rubs the faceplate in the face of Faye Brown, before snapping her fingers and the rest of the group raises Faye up, only to drop her with a double powerbomb. As Money, Power, Respect by the Lox hits over the public address system as the fans boo loudly as the Privileged Elite poses over the fallen Faye as the scene fades to black.
WINNER: ANGEL KASH (VIA PINFALL)
CHAMPIONSHIP RETAINED
We cut backstage to find Tommy Green standing by with a microphone in hand and a smile on his face.
Tommy Green: The Season Premiere of Monday Night Mayhem is in full swing! Joining us right now is the team who will be challenging The Second City Riot Squad tonight for the Trios Championships. Please welcome…Trinity.
On cue, Tommy is flanked on each side by the presence of Delilah Hill, Brooke Cartwright, & Valentina Skye, who’s dressed in their ring gear and glamming in front of the camera.
Tommy Green: Ladies, welcome back to Mayhem. A pleasure to have you here. I wanted to get your thoughts on your upcoming match against The Second City Riot Squad, a team you are quite familiar with.
Brooke Cartwright: Of course, it’s a pleasure….
Just as Brooke tries to complete her sentence, Delilah interrupts Brooke, which concerns the ladies.
Delilah Hill: Brooke, sorry to interrupt. But something feels a bit off. Do you feel it?
Brooke & Valentina join Delilah in “reading the area”, trying to see a discrepancy that’s plaguing their environment.
Valentina Skye: Yes, I’m definitely feeling it. It seems like something….
Then the ladies shoot a dirty look at Tommy, which obviously throws him off for he is oblivious as to why the focus is on him.
Valentina Skye: ….or, in this case, someone is not in their proper position.
For the moment, Tommy is befuddled, and a bit confused with what’s being said to him.
Tommy Green: I’m not quite sure I understand what you mean.
Brooke Cartwright: You do know who you’re standing in front of right? And if you have any brain cells, peasant, you better use them to guide you to your proper place…. now.
Tommy gives thought to Brooke’s “request” and realizes what he must do. He hesitates at first, but the stares of the women override any chance for reprieve. Before long, Tommy slowly bends the knee in front of the ladies, remaining there as the ladies approve.
Brooke Cartwright: That’s much better. Now, you don’t need this. We can speak for ourselves.
Brooke takes the microphone from Tommy and then the trio addresses the camera.
Brooke Cartwright: Of course, it’s a pleasure to have us. I mean who else would you get to spike the ratings on this B-Show in its “Season Premiere”? Ashlynn Cassidy? Nami Megumi? The Privileged Elite?
The ladies share a laugh after the mentioning of Mayhem’s top stars before bringing it down and returning their focus to the camera.
Brooke Cartwright: No. You go to the A-Show, Fusion, and summon the Undisputed Queens of Zion Wrestling, that’s who. And as much as we have hesitated coming back to this trainwreck of a show, MUCH LESS airing in a waste of space city like Minneapolis, Minnesota, we have unfinished business to attend to with The Second City Riot Squad. Something that got out of hand that needs to be put back in hand.
Within seconds of Brooke’s comments, Valentina relieves her Queen and begins to speak.
Valentina Skye: We have waited and waited for our moment to come ever since we LOST to become the FIRST-EVER Trios Tag Team Champions. We’re big enough to admit that we lost some matches along the way….
She looks at her fellow Queens then looks down at Tommy with detest.
Valentina Skye: A LOT bigger than most.
Valentina briefly turns away from Tommy in disgust and then brings her attention back to the camera as she continues.
Valentina Skye: But at the same time, we got back on track and made our mission known and that is to get those Zion Wrestling Trios Championships and become the champions Mayhem and ALL of Zion DESPERATELY need!
She looks at her fellow Queens, who acknowledge her by giving her a sexy smirk and nodding. Valentina then looks back at the camera.
Valentina Skye: Now it’s no secret that I don’t like this brand for a reason. Everyone knows that as well. But now? They can’t hide from the reality that this brand needs US to make everyone watch it! And YOU Second City Riot Squad, can’t stand it.
Valentina tosses her hair to the side as Delilah begins to speak.
Delilah Hill: It doesn’t matter how this “ill-advised” war between Zion & New Frontier Wrestling ended. Zion has been, and always will be, the superior brand. And it is so because the three of us is on its ranks. It doesn’t matter than you recently have planted your seeds onto the Mayhem roster. But just remember that when you became Trios Champions, you hooligans were outsiders. And to us Queens, YOU STILL ARE! Even the biggest stars cower under our shadows. And Winky, Blinky, & Big Dumbass Clyde (Leah Aguero, Layla Diaz, & Jed Coffey), TONIGHT, Trinity will show you that not only we can be ruthless bitches when it comes to getting what we want, no matter how formidable the challenge is, but we can also convince you that when it comes to Zion Wrestling that there is only ONE force of nature that is above you…and you’re looking at three sexy and powerful elements that empowers that ONE force…the Modern Day Goddesses of ALL Zion Wrestling. Yours truly…
Brooke Cartwright: …the next Zion Trios Champions…
Valentina Skye: …Trinity!
As Valentina says the last comment, the ladies deliver their trademark “Bend The Knee” hand gesture to the camera, accompanied with sexy smirks. The ladies bring their attention looking down at to Tommy, who’s still on bended knee in front of them. Brooke presents the microphone back to Tommy with a smile.
Brooke Cartwright: The pleasure is all yours. Assure this doesn’t happen again or next time, we’ll make you lick the filth off our boots, peasant.
Brooke makes a motion to the ladies, and they leave the area, brushing away Tommy as get backs to his feet and collect himself, wondering what just happened, before addressing the camera.
Tommy Green: Let’s go to the ring.
Match #2: Petra Vasquez vs Jobber Joe
Vasquez starts off hot, running into Jobber Joe’s corner and delivering a Stiff Running Forearm! She pulls him out of the corner, hitting the ropes before catching him with a Leaping Shoulder Block! She pops back to her feet, waiting for Joe to get to his feet before baiting him into taking a Swing! He takes the bait, looking for a Lariat to Vasquez, but she ducks underneath it! She gets Joe up, slamming him to the mat with a German Suplex! She rolls through, transitioning straight into a Belly-To-Back Suplex on Joe! Vasquez goes for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
NO! Vasquez pulls Joe out of the pin, apparently not done with him yet! She gets Joe up to his feet, before taking him down with a SIT OUT FACEBUSTER!! She immediately capitalizes, going for LOCKDOWN!! LEBELLE LOCK IS IN!! Joe doesn’t hesitate, tapping out immediately!
Vivian Blake: The winner of this match…via submission…Petra! Vasquez!
Winter Mae: That was one hell of a tryout for Ms. Petra Vasquez! Let’s see if she’ll make the cut here on Mayhem!
Trick Morrison: With performances like that, I’m sure she’ll fit right in here in Zion! Time will tell!
Vasquez celebrates as we fade out.
WINNER: PETRA VASQUEZ (VIA SUBMISSION)
Cameras were quick to catch up with the brothers Ricky Rodriguez and Big Ass Bobby as they hung out in the Star Factory Arena parking garage. Ricky sat, with his legs crossed, on the hood of an unassuming black sedan. In front of him were the pieces of an entry level Gundam model set. Deep in the process of assembling it, Ricky paid little to no mind to the approaching cameraman. While Bobby leaned against that same vehicle, he had his arms crossed at his chest with his eyes closed.
Ricky Rodriguez: 'So..I sure picked a hell of a time to make my kinda big debut here in Zion. The final battle of an invasion. Bossman gettin snatched up. Everythin's legit fuckin..chaotic. So many people runnin around like chickens with their heads cut off. But me?'
Piece by piece, that model took more and more of a distinguishable form.
Ricky Rodriguez: 'I'm just..sittin here..in my own little world, buildin this lildude. See, I love buildin stuff like this. Legos, models, Ikea furniture, you name it. It really helps me keep my head bout me. I'm so fuckin spastic and easily distracted, sometimes I'll just drift off and completely forget bout what I'm doin..'
Just as he said, the words Ricky were speaking slowly drifted off until he was completely quiet. A couple moments of silence passed before Bobby loudly cleared his throat.
Big Ass Bobby: 'Ricky, focus.'
Ricky Rodriguez: 'Right..right. Anyway, yeah. I came to Zion cause it's damn near a whole new crop of people I can face off against..I can learn from..I can become better against. That started when I debuted. Came in hot as hell, crowd fuckin blew up when my music hit. Ran out there and I showed I was ready to go. But then I fucked up a lilbit.
And that Lopez fuck made me pay for it. But that's okay. That was just the beginnin of what Ima do here in Zion. Not slowin down. Not feelin some type of way bout it. Just pickin myself up and keepin on goin. But it's okay, Ima be seein you again soon and we'll get this whole thing worked out right..'
As soon as those words left his lips, another person stepped into the picture. And that person was none other than the Undeniable Ashlynn Cassidy! Ricky looked away from his model just in time to see Ash joining them. He rolled off of the hood of that car and looked to her with a bright smile.
Ricky Rodriguez: 'Yay Ashh~'
Ashlynn Cassidy: 'Hey Ricky, thought I'd find you here. Whatcha doing?'
He motioned his head over to that partially built model. Ashlynn nodded with a laugh, shaking her head.
Ashlynn Cassidy: 'There's a whole ass show going on out there and you're holed up in here, playing with toys..not even a lilbit surprised.'
Ricky Rodriguez: 'Lilbit, ahah. Rubbin off on you~'
She shook her head at Ricky's response and even the normally quiet Bobby couldn't help but to laugh at what was said.
Ashlynn Cassidy: 'It looks kinda cool though.'
Ricky Rodriguez: 'Got somethin even cooler than it tho.'
He dug into the pocket of those baggy jeans before pulling out a plastic tube and a lighter. Popping it open, he slid the blunt out of it before offering it and the lighter to Ash. She laughed a bit before taking it with a nod of her head.
Ashlynn Cassidy: 'You're going to fit in just fine here.'
With her free hand, she ruffled the hair of Ricky as the two of them laughed out, the scene cutting away.
We head backstage, to find...the back of a chair. Or, perhaps more bluntly, a throne; gold-tipped, purple padding on the arm rests, and--for whatever reason--a pelican in the shape of a Fleur-de-Lis engraved on the back. The camera circles the throne to find Théa Erzili sitting there, notably not going as far as to don a crown, but the throne was obviously designed with her in mind. Unusually for the Louisianais, there are no Tarot cards, no Zodiac signs, no...nothing, except the throne she sits on.
Perhaps it’s for that reason that the self-proclaimed Masterpiece sits a little more comfortably in her seat, a sly little smirk on her face as she looks down to the camera, waiting more than a couple seconds before bothering to finally speak up.
Théa Erzili: S'incliner...
Théa chuckles a little bit, letting the word simmer in the air for a moment...before almost tangibly dismissing it with a wave of her hand. While her voice has a certain lilt of amusement, it’s more dripping with sarcasm, her eyes squinting toward the camera just a bit.
Théa Erzili: I can already hear it--like most things, inevitable. The squawking collective that would call themselves “elites,” simply by virtue of being given everything they have ever wanted in life. I can already hear the crooning, the desperate attempts to tell everyone they come across how beneath them those people truly are...because they have never been given the reality check they all desperately deserve. It becomes very entertaining, when these “elites,” well...aren’t so elite.
Théa Erzili: I would have to be incredibly naive to believe that Mademoiselle Page would so much as pretend to risk standing up to me directly; I would have to be grossly negligent not to prepare for the fact that she has proven time and time again that that doesn’t end well for her, that she desperately needs her mewling little friends to come along and guide her to victory. Unlike most, I am not that foolish, I am not that naive, I have...no doubt that I will begin this match at a disadvantage, I have no doubt these...hmph, “elites” will be there so she can hope...that they will make a difference, that they can change Mademoiselle Page’s Fate tonight...
For some reason? That thought only seem to make Théa even more amused; a genuine smile cracks the face of La Femme Destinee, as she grips both armrests of her throne a little tighter to contain an actual laugh.
Théa Erzili: Unfortunately, you have made my job...almost irrelevant this week, Mademoiselle Page. Not in the ring, mind--non pas du tout, I will get a great sense of satisfaction out of showing you true inevitability, real power. No, instead...completely honestly: I don’t need cards to know your future. A shame, I enjoy giving the Gods a chance to speak directly to the poor people who don’t understand what they are walking in to...but, hmph, why would I bother when Their advice would not be understood?
Théa even makes a show of turning out her pockets, standing up to show she’s not hiding anything, trying to remove the armrests of the throne--nothing, nothing but La Femme Destinee, a throne, and a cameraman. Théa smiles a bit, even allowing herself the tiniest of laughs.
Théa Erzili: Instead of wasting the Gods’ time, I will give you a warning myself--you, Mademoiselle Page? You are nothing to me; pas "élite", pas important, rien. Au Mayhem, tu auras une bonne raison de courir, a good reason to hide, to cower...behind your friends, as you are already wont to do. Au Mayhem, you will be nothing more than next, the next of many...messages that I send to this roster, the next of many statements...that I make, on my way to the very top, to claiming une couronne digne d'un trône. I will teach you what it means to be powerful, Mademoiselle Page; I will show you what it means to be truly elite, to be truly above someone...and I will show you that Fate...your Fate...as written by La Femme Destinee? Is inevitable; ni votre argent, ni votre "pouvoir", ni vos amis, there is nothing you...or anyone you surround yourself with can do to change Fate, Mademoiselle Page...
Théa Erzili: Courez peur, ça ne change rien.
Théa smiles to herself, exhaling a sharp breath--and twisting that smile into a sneer.
Théa Erzili: Were I inclined to think you would understand the point, I would suggest you go watch what happened to Mademoiselle Deveraux on the last Mayhem--but I suppose that would mean you understand anything that doesn’t have your name on it; cela impliquerait que vous savez quoi faire avec vos dix doigts. Instead? Au Mayhem, I will teach you a lesson, Mademoiselle Page--a lesson someone should have gotten around to teaching you long before you ever fumbled your way into my eyes, long before you ever made the mistake of crossing my path...
Théa Erzili: Au Mayhem, le meilleur d'une "élite?” Still won’t come close...to outshining a Masterpiece.
Théa’s scowl lingers on her face as she stares at the camera for a few seconds longer, gripping the armrests again as if she were preparing to give some royal judgment...and before the scene cuts away, the last thing it focuses on is a pair of words carved into the chair--notably, upside down for some reason: THE EMPRESS.
Match #3: Alexis Lemon vs Tanja Devereaux
Vivian Blake: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
Introducing first…from Chicago, Illinois…weighing in at 125 lbs…Alexis! Lemon!
And her opponent…from New Orleans, Louisiana…weighing in at 120 lbs…Tanja! Devereaux!
Winter Mae: Tanja Devereaux has been looking to get back into the swing of things here! Let’s see if she can do it against a young upstart in Alexis Lemon!
Trick Morrison: I don’t know, Winter Mae! We may not wanna count out the rookie just yet! She’s been proving herself as of late! Let’s see if she can get the job done against Devereaux!
Devereaux and Lemon meet in the center of the ring, before going for a Collar-And-Elbow Tie Up! Devereaux gets the upper hand early, cinching in a Wristlock as Lemon recoils in pain! She eventually escapes, rolling forward to untwist her arm before locking hands with Devereaux and running to the ropes to hit a Hurricanrana! Devereaux and Lemon pop back up to their feet, with the latter charging right towards her opponent! Devereaux catches her however, hitting her with a stiff Roundhouse Kick, before getting her in position and throwing her to the mat with an Exploder Suplex! She bridges for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Lemon! Devereaux gets her to her feet, looking for Fisherman’s Suplex! But Lemon reverses, sending a few strikes to Devereaux’s midsection to escape from the attempted slam! She eventually sends a boot to Devereaux’s midsection to hunch her over, before nailing her over the head with a Stiff Axe Kick! The shot pops Devereaux’s head right up, a sight that Lemon responds to by immediately catching her with a Bicycle Kick! Devereaux falters to a knee now, with Lemon hitting the ropes! She catches Devereaux as she tries to make it to her feet, going for a Rolling Neckbreaker! She goes for the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
Kick out by Devereaux! Lemon gets her to her feet, looking to finish things off with Deadlights! The Northern Lights Suplex fails however, with a Deavereaux reversing right into a DDT! The two get to their feet, with Lemon charging Devereaux in order to maintain the advantage! But Devereaux catches her off guard, laying her out with HOODOO!! STRAIGHT JACKET NECKBREAKER CONNECTS!! Devereaux with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THR-
Kick out by Lemon! Devereaux looks to finish things off here, looking for VooDoo! But the One Winged Angel fails to connect, with Lemon slipping out of position and hitting a Reverse Hurricanrana! Devereaux rolls back to her knees, leaving an opening for Lemon to hit her with the LEMONDROP!! PARADIGM SHIFT CONNECTS!! Lemon with the pin!
ONE…!
TWO…!
THREE!
Vivian Blake: The winner of this match…Alexis! Lemon!
Winter Mae: Solid win tonight by Alexis Lemon!
Trick Morrison: Tell you right now, Winter! Kid’s the future of the business! I’m calling it!
Lemon celebrates her win as we go to a commercial break!
WINNER: ALEXIS LEMON (VIA PINFALL)
