“SOMEWHERE OVER THE RAINBOW I”
Static covers the screen as a Play ► symbol appears in the bottom right-hand corner.
In a cabin somewhere deep in the woods, the deceased body of Vigour lays on a large wooden table, pale, cold and lifeless. Sat around him, The Generation Kid and Starboy look on, their heads lowered in sadness.
The entire room feels blue. There’s raw emotion, but they’re trying so hard to keep it together.
[ The Generation Kid ] “I hate this.”
Starboy doesn’t say anything, he just keeps looking at the body of the man who saved him from Vayikra.
[ The Generation Kid ] “Why didn’t we get out there and save him?”
[ Starboy ] “You know why, kid.”
[ The Generation Kid ] “That’s bullshit!”
The Generation Kid angrily stands up, yelling into the air. Starboy doesn’t react; he doesn’t flinch, he just sits there.
[ The Generation Kid ] “We left him out there, high and dry. We let Renault hang him and came too late to save him.”
Starboy finally stands up, grabbing TGK by the collar and slamming him backwards into the wall.
[ Starboy ] “Stop panicking.”
The Kid gulps.
[ Starboy ] “I get it. You’re upset and you’re angry; I feel that too, man. We both loved him but you know the plan. He told us that if ever he’s at deaths door, to not intervene. Vigour made that clear.”
He lets TGK go, straightening out his jacket and patting him on the chest.
[ The Generation Kid ] “So, what now?”
[ Starboy ] “We sit and we wait.”
We open to an open field, an oddly familiar place though it’s barren and empty. Remnants of a big building are seen here. We see Tenchu with the file that’s been the source of trouble for him ever since Kaine provided it. It’s the evidence that the Dark Detective provided him.
Tenchu walks through the area, occasionally looking down at the file as if to confirm what he’s looking at.
[ Tenchu ] “Here it is. The Tiger’s Nest. At least what remains of it. He wasn’t lying.”
Suddenly a voice from behind him draws his attention.
[ Banzan ] “What are you doing here?”
Tenchu turns, dropping the file and gripping his sword.
[ Tenchu ] “Same could be asked of you. Shouldn’t you be getting ready for TriosMania?”
Banzan looks frustrated, but calms himself quickly.
[ Banzan ] “I worry about you, so I followed you here when I saw you leave quickly at InVasion. Kaine has lied to you. TriosMania can wait.”
Tenchu shakes his head and picks up the file that he dropped.
[ Tenchu ] “Kaine lied? Yet here we stand on the ruins of the monastery that took you in and trained you. I’ve seen what happened to Aesop and Sweet Alice.”
The memories flood Banzan, anger growing at what he’s being accused of.
[ Banzan ] “I did not kill them, if that is what you imply.”
[ Tenchu ] “No? You may not have directly killed them, but friends, trainees and students of yours seem to meet a grisly fate when you get involved. Hard not to see the dots connecting the way Kaine laid them out.”
Banzan steps forward aggresively.
[ Banzan ] “Do not speak of what you do not understand, Tenchu.”
Before the next word can be spoken between the two, Tenchu charges.
HIDDEN BLADE CONNECTS!
Banzan drops like a rock as Tenchu drags him to a tree and tying him in place.
[ Tenchu ] “I don’t know what to believe, yet. But so far, you have no made any sense of your actions. I’ll leave you here to think about it all.”
Tenchu is leaving Banzan tied in place, far away from the Slaughterhouse..
HIGH STAKES vs. VAYIKRA
Hellspawn and Holy Men. Enemies for as long as either have existed, which of these teams is going to advance here tonight?
Lucy Seraphina starts it off for High Stakes as she launches herself across the ring against Sir Gable! The Olympian is fast but Ms. Malice is faster as she slides beneath his legs and comes up for a sleeper slam that floors Gable! She holds onto the hold and tries to force him to pass out already!
But you can’t outwrestle an Olympian on the mat!
GABLE BREAKS FREE! HE SWINGS AROUND LUCY AND DEADLIFTS HER BEFORE SLAMMING HER FACE FIRST INTO THE MAT!
Cael goes to lift her again!
LUCY BACKFLIPS AND LAND SON HER FEET! ROUNDHOUSE TO GABLE!
She rolls backwards elegantly to her corner and tag in Knightlord! The Hell Bat catches him as he stand up and nails a vicious headbutt! Cael felt that through the mask! He whips him into the corner!
RUSHING CLOTHESLINE- NO! CAEL SLIPS BEHIND HIM AND SHOVES HIM INTO THE TURNBUCKLE BEFORE TAGGING IN BELLATOR!
SUPERKICK BY BELLATOR! GERMAN SUPLEX BY GABLE! KNIGHTLORD JUST GOT FUCKING ROCKED!
Bellator is quick to lay into Kaine as the Nightscream tries to rise! A beautiful combination of strikes drives him back leaving him dazed! Bellator leaps up for the frankensteiner!
KAINE KEEPS HOLD OF BELLATOR! POWERBOMB TO THE HOLY WARRIOR! SANCTUS JUST GOT PLANTED INTO THE MAT!
Sanctus tries to stand but Kaine pushes the advantage!
BLOOD DRIVER! PUMPHANDLE PILEDRIVER TO THE KNEE
Renault and Cael are begging for a tag as Kaine hauls Sanctus to his corner!
IMPALER GETS TAGGED IN! KAINE WHIPS HIM INTO A MASSIVE ADAM SMASHER! THE LARIANT TURNS SANCTUS INSIDE OUT!
Legion isn’t looking to end! No, he’s looking to toy with Bellator as he grabs him by the neck and slowly chokes him! Sanctus falls to a knee! Then another! God may be calling Sanctus right now!
THUMB TO THE EYE! SIR BELLATOR REFUSES TO DIE!
He crawls to his corner as an enraged Impaler approaches him!
TAG TO RENAULT! DARTH JESUS STORMS THE RING!
Both men trade thunderous blows with one another! Neither wants to give the other an inch!
KNEE TO THE GUT! FALCON ARROW BY RENAULT!
Impaler is down for a moment and Renault is looking to pull out the end here!
GABLE RUSHES THE OTHER CORNER! GOLD RUSH! DOUBLE SPEAR TO KAINE AND LUCY!
RENAULT HAULS IMPALER UP! THE LAST CRUSADE! SITOUT CRUCIFIX POWERBOMB! STAY DOWN YOU HERATIC FUCK!
Three demonic creatures meet their end in this tournament at the hands of three terrifying Zealots!
WINNERS AND ADVANCING: VAYIKRA
“THE BONE COLLECTOR”
The Black Hand Bunker.
In the middle of an extremely secret location, Corvus stands surrounded by computers, maps and various different filing cabinets full of information.
But our focus isn’t on any of that.
It’s on a glass case, where a set of bones reside inside a black pouch. Corvus presides over it, his OSW World Championship fit snugly around his waist.
The sound of something arriving, interrupts.
[ Rain ] “When we begun our relationship and you cut through the red tape I couldn’t, I warned you of what failure would mean.”
Corvus turns around, facing Death himself.
[ Corvus ] “I haven’t failed you.”
Rain disagrees, shaking his head.
[ Rain ] “Then why does Sigil live? You failed to kill him at Red Snow and I forgave that; but then I come to learn that just last week you were within killing distance and allowed him to escape.”
The World Champion seems surprised that he knows that.
[ Rain ] “I have eyes everywhere, Corvus.”
The Crow folds his arms sternly.
[ Corvus ] “Don’t you think you’ve taken enough from me? Our arrangement has only benefited you. You’ve not given me what you promised.”
There’s a silence as Death thinks about it.
[ Rain ] “You gave your life to be The Black Hand; in service to me. Look at the treasures you keep around your waist.”
He points to the OSW World Championship.
[ Rain ] “And now you whine about my promise to you?”
[ Corvus ] “I just want what we agreed upon.”
Death nods, placing a hand on the glass case of bones.
[ Rain ] “I would concern yourself less with that and more with the end of our arrangement. If you don’t kill Sigil like I’ve assigned you to do, I will put an end to our relationship. You know what that means, don’t you?”
The Crow gulps.
[ Rain ] “Kill the Collector. It’s your life, or his.”
The Boiler Room.
Deathnote is understandably beaten up after last week’s Invasion Match, but resides in the Boiler Room, looking over his book. As he reads, the footsteps of someone approaching can be heard.
When the light reveals their face, it reveals Viper Roberts.
[ Viper Roberts ] “You know, I find you to be an interesting creature, Shinigami. Of all the people in the world to choose as your partners for Triosmania, you decide to team with Sigil and Simon.”
He walks up to the altar and leans on it, causing Deathnote to angrily pull the book away and close it.
[ Viper Roberts ] “You can’t trust The Collector, can you?”
[ Deathnote ] “What do you want, Roberts?”
[ Viper Roberts ] “I want to win Lambs to the Slaughter. I want to be one of the twenty in the Lambs match at Pandemonium and I want to book my slot in the Main Event of Ring of Dreams. Isn’t that match what we all truly want?”
The Head Snake shrugs.
[ Viper Roberts ] “The difference is; I didn’t team with two people I couldn’t trust and enter Triosmania to do it. That wouldn’t be very smart.”
[ Deathnote ] “What you seem to be forgetting is that all three of us have that goal and to get to Ring of Dreams, winning Triosmania is the easiest route.”
[ Viper Roberts ] “It’s not the only way, is it?”
The Author laughs.
[ Deathnote ] “So, you warn me against trusting them, but want me to trust you?”
Roberts shrugs his shoulders again and begins walking away.
[ Viper Roberts ] “Haven’t you seen? This place is of alliances. You don’t have to be a snake to be a friend, Deathnote; either way, it’s better than being mice. Think on it.”
We close in on the face of Deathnote as Viper Roberts takes his leave. What’s Roberts up to? Something doesn’t sit well with The Author.
JET SET RADIO vs. GRIM PEAKS
The members of JSR look surprisingly confident as they step into the ring against not one, not two, but three world champs- Except Banzan is nowhere to be seen! This has just become a handicap match!
Grimwolf starts his team off against Wiz! Both men lock up and Grimwolf gets the early upper hand with the strength advantage! He whips Wiz across the ring and careens into him with a massive big boot that takes him off of his feet!
HE STARTS STOMPING! PIECES OF EIGHT! ONE! TWO! THREE- WIZ HITS A LEG SWEEP AND TAKES GRIMWOLF OFF OF HIS FEET!
He kips up and turns around just in time for Grimwolf to stand!
TAPDANCE FUNK! MASSIVE ENZIGURI SENDS THE SCOURGE REELING INTO HIS OWN TURNBUCKLE! COSMO PLANE! DOUBLE KNEE TO THE CHEST!
Israel is in dire straits! He wants to stand up and fight but Sandman tags himself in! He steps over the ropes, pushing Grimwolf backwards and stomping towards Wiz! The Purple Pelican looks worried for a moment as he backs into his corner! He turns around and tags in Tag! Sexy Dynamite leaps over the ropes!
SPRINGBOARD CLOTHESLINE! SANDMAN GETS BEHEADED!
SANDMAN IS STILL STANDING! HE GRABS TAG! TO SAND! CHOKESLAM- NO!
TAG WIGGLES OUT LIKE SANDMAN DOESN”T DESERVE TO USE THAT MOVE! LEAPFROG FAMOUSER! THE NO COMPLY PUTS SANDMAN IN THE GROUND!
The Dream Demon tries to stand but Tag lifts him up and whips him to the corner! He tags in Ether!
1080 SKULL FUCK! TAG LIFTS SANDMAN UP INTO THE MCTWIST BRAINBUSTER AND THE DREAM DEMON GETS A ETHER STRIKE TO THE FACE!
Ether places a foot on Sandman’s chest!
WHEN THE LIGHTS COME ON SANDMAN IS IN HIS CORNER! HE TAGS IN GRIMWOLF!
The Ring King sprints across the ring and goes for a clothesline that Ether ducks! She skates from rope to rope, running squared circles around Israel! The Sea Scourge can’t keep up! Ether slaps him in the face and lands punches and elbows on each rotation!
DEAD MAN’S CHEST! GRIMWOLF SWINGS WITH THE HEART PUNCH! BUT ETHER LEAPFROGS OVER HIM! SHE TAKES OUT A LOLLIPOP AND SHOVES IT DOWN HIS THROAT! LOLLIPOP KILL!
The referee tries to get Ether’s attention while Grimwolf chokes!
TRUCK FUCKED! TAG HITS HIM ACROSS THE SKULL WITH HIS BOARD FROM THE APRON! GRIMWOLF STUMBLES FORWARD!
AND RIGHT INTO THE MACH FIVE! HIGH SPEED METEORA BY ETHER CRUMPLES IN GRIMWOLF’S CHEST!
The hungry girl strikes a pose as she kneels on him for the pin!
SANDMAN TRIES TO GET OVER THE ROPES TO STOP IT!
WIZ LEAPS OFF THE ROPES! HE CATCHES HIM WITH THE BOOTSY CONNECTION! MOONSAULT TO SANDMAN!
This was a forgone conclusion! Jet Set Radio demolish Grim Peaks as they continue onto the next round!
WINNERS AND ADVANCING: JET SET RADIO
We are backstage at InVasion. The sounds from the arena can be heard as we see Kaine Knightlord on the phone, stalking his locker room.
[ Kaine Knightlord ] “What do you mean ‘she’s not one of us?'”
[???] “We mean exactly as we said. You’re the detective, why haven’t you noticed?”
Kaine growls as he replies to the other end.
[ Kaine Knightlord ] “I’ve been dealing with other matters.”
[???] “Yes, the samurai. We’ve noticed you’ve had our best tech minds digging up information. For a detective, you certainly need a lot of help.”
Kaine’s growl intensifies as he punches a wall.
[ Kaine Knightlord ] “I’ll watch your tongue if I were you. I’m only here at your request, don’t make me turn my attention to you. I know I’m not the first Sheriff to turn on you.”
The Dark Detective retorts.
[???] “And you’ll face the final death just like your predecessors. I’ll remind you of your place, Knightlord. You’re not above having a blood hunt called on you.”
Kaine laughs as he looks at his phone.
[ Kaine Knightlord ] “With the secrets I know, you wouldn’t risk them getting out into the world. I’m sure the anarchs would just love to know what you have hidden away.”
[???] “What have you told her?”
Kaine takes a seat as he grabs some papers on his desk.
[ Kaine Knightlord ] “Nothing. For now, my loyalty is absolute.”
The HellBat’s demeaner relaxes as he hears his threat strike the right chord.
[ Kaine Knightlord ] “What do you have that makes you believe she’s a traitor?”
You can hear the other side of the phone shuffling as they look to provide answers.
[???] “Nothing confirmed. We bugged her phone recently, and there are some calls we can’t confirm went to our enemies. Some word on the street that she has met with some unaligned Kindred.”
[ Kaine Knightlord ] “Unaligned?”
[???] “We’ve yet to learn of their allegiances, but we are not taking any risks. If they aren’t Camarilla, they’re enemies.”
Kaine groans as he sits back.
[ Kaine Knightlord ] “Your paranoia is going to be the true final death of us, Prince. I’ll look into this. Send over what you have. Do not make a move without my say so.”
The voice on the other end gets loud at the order.
[???] “REMEMBER YOUR PLACE, KNIGHLOR—”
Kaine closes the phone, not caring at all what his Prince has to say further. A moment later Lucy walks through the door. Kaine nods and stands to his feet, straightening his jacket.
[ Kaine Knightlord ] “Good job with Banzan. You did exactly what I needed.”
Lucy just nods as the Shadow Bat exits the room.
[ Kaine Knightlord ]“I have some other matters to attend to.”
Kaine leaves before Lucy has a chance to reply.
BAD MOTHER FUCKERS vs. THE FATED
The Bad Mother Fuckers are as bad as they come. But are they badass enough to overcome even Fate here tonight?
Pyre is in first against Chronoa! The Harbinger towers over the Fire Bitch and uses her reach to her advantage as she nails her with a massive big boot! Pyre gets up and leaps at Chronoa-
BUT GETS CAUGHT AND PULLED INTO A SKY HIGH BODY SLAM!
She hits the ropes and comes back for a legdrop!
WRESTLEMANIA! SHADES OF NEVILLE SHELDON HERE!
She peels Pyre off of the ground and whips her to the corner!
PYRE BLOWS A JET OF FIRE INTO CHRONOA’S FACE! SHE DUCKS AND GETS CAUGHT WITH A LEAPING KNEE STRIKE!
Chronoa gets knocked silly and Pyre lays into her with a barrage of stomps before dragging her to her corner and tagging in Storm!
PYRE HOLDS CHRONOA UP BY THE HAIR! LIGHTNING STRIKE! SUPER KICK TO THE JAW!
Luke looks cocky as ever as he pins Chronoa!
CHRONOA ISN”T FATED TO GET PINNED HERE!
She throws off Storm and leaps to her corner!
SEESAW IS IN! HE HITS THE ROPES AND NAILS A MASSIVE GORE! SUPERFINE TURNBINE BLAST!
He grabs Storm and hauls him up for a massive vertical suplex that rocks the ring! SeeSaw is in a delirium as he leaps up!
BY GOD! SEESAW’S HOPPING UP AND DOWN ON STORM’S RIBCAGE WHILE GIGGLGING WITH GLEE!
Mr. Make Believe lifts Storm overhead! He has him in a gorilla press!
HE CHUCKS STORM AT HIS TEAM!
STORM DROPS BEHIND HIM! DROP TOE HOLD! SEESAW LANDS NECK FIRST ON THE MIDDLE ROPE! ZERO AND PYRE BOTH DROP OFF WITH FALLING ELBOWS TO THE BACK OF THE SKULL!
The A-lister rears back!
LIGHTNING STRIKES TWICE- NO!
SEESAW CATCHES IT AND DRAGON WHIPS STORM INTO THE CORNER!
Zero tags himself in and rushes SeeSaw!
FIREWALL! BIONIC CLOTHESLINE!
The Toymaker has taken a beating but he rolls backwards!
TAG TO CORVUS!
SPRINGBOARD CUT THROAT DRIVER! MASSIVE HURRICANRANA DRIVER TO ZERO!
The World Champ is in and he’s stalking Zero!
MURDER OF BLOWS! UPPERCUT! PALM STRIKE! ELBOW!-
HE DUCKS THE ELBOW! ABSOLUTE ZERO! MASSIVE BIONIC CHOKESLAM!
Both men are laid out! They crawl towards their corners!
HOT TAG TO PYRE!
LEAPING TAG TO CHRONOA!
PYRE HITS THE TURNBUCKLE AND FLIES TOWARDS CHRONOA!
ECLIPSE! THE DANCING FLAMES PUTS CHRONOA ON HER BACK AND PYRE COVERS!
Pyre scores the win as BMF advances! Not even fate can keep these three down!
WINNERS AND ADVANCING: BAD MOTHER FUCKERS
“DIAL UP THE NOISE”
The celebrations continue, with BMF celebrating their advance to the second round of Triosmania while Chronoa, Corvus and SeeSaw are ceremoniously cleared from the ring to give the run of the ring to the victors.
‘Cause I’m Baaad to the bone…’
Their theme sounds out their triumph until it is abruptly cut off by a familiar voice echoing out over the Slaughterhouse.
[ Voice ]“Kill the Music. Dial up the noise!”
AND HERE COMES WIZ!
HE’S CHARGING DOWN THE ENTRANCERAMP!
Luke Storm, pissed off at the rude interruption, comes out to meet him and stop him before he can get to the ring. He and Wiz lock horns half way up the entranceway and begin trading blows, fighting to the backstage area.
Inside the ring, Zero and Pyre watch the action, titles slung over shoulders. They look on with a vested interest but look content to let Storm deal with the intruder while they lap up their victory in the ring.
What they DON’T see…
Are two figures emerging from the Slaughterhouse crowd. Jumping the barricades.
JET SET RADIO ARE HERE IN FORCE!
THEY SLIDE INTO THE RING AND SNEAK UP BEHIND THE TAG-TEAM CHAMPIONS!
FUCK YA FACE TAKES OUT PYRE!
ZERO GETS TRUCK FUCKED BY TAG’S BOARD!
BMF ARE DOWN!
[ Tag ] “I’m sick of listening to the same old tune. Baaad to the bone… It’s getting old.”
[ Ether ] “It’s time to change the tune. We’re coming for those belts.”
Pyre and Zero stir, still groggy from the sneak assault. Weary eyes open to look at their assailants.
[ Ether ] “How many messages do we need to send you? How many supermarkets need to burn? How many stints in jail do you need?”
[ Tag ] “How many times do you need to be clocked about the head with my board before you see sense.”
[ Ether ] “We’re both through to the next round, so we’ll probably be seeing each other in the ring before too long. We are the threat you need to fear.”
Tag and Ether both kneel down and scoop up the Tag Team Championship belts.
[ Tag ] “Your time at the top is done. We’re gonna change the station and dial up the noise to eleven.”
With that, Jet Set Radio stomp down on top of the heads of BMF, leaving the Tag-Team title belts draped across their carcasses as they exit.
“I HATE YOU TOO”
The Taskmaster walks down the hall. Simon looks as confident as ever as he walks into a handicap match with his Triosmania team.
Simon turns around in utter shock to see Wiz being launched into a set of tables by none other than you guessed it, Hollywood Luke Storm. They fought through the tunnel to the backstage and here they are.
Luke looks over, realizing who’s in front of him.
[ Hollywood Luke Storm ] “Hey, Simon. Fuck you.”
he A-lister has a vile, shit eating grin as he approaches Simon, leaving Wiz on the floor in agony in his wake. He may have just been in a brawl with JSR, but he looks determined as ever.
[ Simon ] “I wouldn’t step too much further forward, Luke. It’d be unwise.”
Storm raises an eyebrow, looking both ways, half expecting the members of End Game to approach. However, they’re completely alone.
[ Hollywood Luke Storm ] “Who’s going to stop me, Simon? Huh? A few pawns in your little chess game? Because I’m damn sure that JSR ain’t coming.”
Simon merely chuckles at the notion, watching as Storm steps once more.
Only he stops.
The sounds of a pressure plate are heard and Luke looks down to see one built into the floor, just barely visible amidst the other tiles.
[ Hollywood Luke Storm ] “How in the fuck did you…?”
[ Simon ] “I figured you and your friends would go after Jet Set. So I set something up just for you.”
The Taskmaster points towards either side of Luke, a jury rigged shotgun peaking out of either wall. Simon begins to walk past Storm, not even looking back as the Tempest sweats, standing in what could only be a death trap. As Simon passes Luke the Bad Mother Fucker is too shocked to react.
[ Simon ] “Oh, and Luke? If you survive, I just want you to know…”
The plate clicks as Storm adjusts, looking behind himself at Simon.
[ Simon ] “I hate you too.”
Simon walks away, entering the arena for his match, not even looking behind himself. However, the camera pans behind him…
And we see Storm, the A-lister on his ass as two shotgun shells firing blanks gives him the fright of a lifetime, allowed to live another day.
THE RAINBOW PARTY vs. END GAME
Rainbow Party looks leagues duller without Vigour. Meanwhile the members of End Game look as devious and
Starboy is the first one in and his usual bright personality is gone! Deathnote merely opens his book and pulls out a single page with one name written on it.
GANGBANGARANG! STARBOY WON’T BE GENTLE AS HE COMES OUT SWINGING!
The Author tries to stand but he gets brought down with a massive boot to the jaw! Starboy is trying to kill Deathnote as he mounts him and rains down blows!
HEADBUTT BY DEATHNOTE! HE CATCHES A PUNCH AND CRACKS STARBOY ACROSS THE NOSE!
He rolls on top and lays into The Lover of All with punch after punch until he’s barely moving! He gets up and points at TGK as he drags Starboy over!
OIL CHECK! A THUMB GOES RIGHT UP THE ASS AND STARBOY TAGS IN TGK! HE FLIES IN WITH DOC BROWN’S DELOREAN! MASSIVE SPEAR!
Deathnote rolls to his feet!
DOUBLE DIRTY SANCHEZ! CHOP TO THE FACE BY RAINBOW PARTY KNOCKS HIM INTO HIS TURNBUCKLE! SIMON TAGS HIMSELF IN!
The Taskmaster steps in calmly and begins to stalk around TGK! The Generation Kid gets on one foot! He’s in crane position!
THE KARATE KID!
SIMON CATCHES THE FOOT AND CHUCKLES BEFORE SLAPPING TGK ACROSS THE FACE!
TORRE ATTACK! RUNNING BULLDOG TO THE CORNER!
Simon peels him up and whips him to the corner before landing with a massive clothesline! He tags in Sigil! The Collector nails a string of blows before whipping TGK into the ropes!
NOBODY CALLS TGK YELLOW! BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!
TGK’s been bullied but he fights back as he whips Sigil into his turnbuckle and tags in Starboy!
MERCIFUL! STARBOY GETS CHOPPED IN THE NECK!
The Realm Walker lets Starboy fall to the knee before landing a massive soccer kick to the back!
HE COSMIC LEAPS WITH STARBOY TO HIS CORNER! IN COMES DEATHNOTE!
HE HOISTS UP STARBOY! GATHER THY SOUL! THE GTS KNOCKS EXTRA BUKAKKE OUT OF HIS MOUTH!
The Lover of All is looking faint as Deathnote peels him up!
TURN THE PAGE- NO! STARBOY SLIPS OUT! DONKEY PUNCH! SPINNING ELBOW TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!
They fall to a knee before forcing themself to stand! Starboy tags in TGK!
Deathnote tags in Simon!
AN EXCELLENT ADVENTURE! ROCK BOTTOM TO SIMON!
TGK doesn’t pin! He peels up Simon!
VIM AND VIGOUR! SHADES OF VIGOUR AS HE NAILS THE LUMBAR CHECK! HE COVERS!
The Rainbow Party continues on! Even without Vigour they still find the ability to keep fighting!
WINNERS AND ADVANCING: THE RAINBOW PARTY
Some time has passed since the events of Invasion, and we find ourselves far away from the madness contained within the Slaughterhouse.
Somewhere familiar, but lost to the passage of time.
Amidst the rubble of the once-bustling metropolis is Chronoa, still angry about Impaler’s involvement during the Invasion match.
Still looking for answers.
[ Chronoa ] “Where are you!?”
The silence is deafening for the Keeper of History, a snarl forming on her face as time passes without a response.
Suddenly, she notices a broken lightbulb flickering to life.
It grows brighter, and eventually overloads.
And in charges The Impaler, his figure pulsating as he stares down the Harbinger of Fate with a smirk.
[ Chronoa ] “You! That briefcase was within reach, and you of all people…”
She’s interrupted by Legion’s snarky tone.
[ The Impaler ] “Your business was not meant to be my business…but since you poked and prodded me, I’ve made it my business.”
Chronoa is taken aback by this, almost appalled by the response.
[ Chronoa ] “What does that even mean!?”
Legion simply glares at her for a moment, taking one step forward.
[ The Impaler ] “I know why you brought up this place, this history of mine…you need a weapon, and you’ve been trying to bait me into joining your cause.”
His voice becomes even more gruff in what comes next.
[ The Impaler ] “But know this…with all my might, I will not cave in. I will resist, and overcome fate itself.”
With that, The Impaler storms off as we turn our attention back to Chronoa.
And she’s smiling.
TRIOS MATCH SEMI-FINAL
JET SET RADIO vs. VAYIKRA
The most hated three men in OSW today defeated the forces of darkness but they now stand across the ring from three cocky assholes who upon beating three former world champions, are now set on ruining their day. Can Yahweh’s light shine upon Vayikra or will Jet Set Radio fuck on them and their beliefs?
The bell sounds as Sir Renault and Ether start off for their teams, the Hungry Girl jumping Renault from the gate, skating forward before sliding across the ring, delivering a variation of a forward chopblock, dropping Darth Jesus to his knees before she rebounds off the ropes
ETHER STRIKE TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!
Renault looks dazed on his knees as Ether takes advantage, leaping over him and rolling him up into a modified cradle as the referee drops down for the cover
TW….RENAULT MANAGES TO KICK OUT!
He’s still dazed thou as a hard skate to the side knocks him on his ass before Ether slaps hands with her brother from another mother in Tag. Tag pulls Renault up to his feet, rocking him with a stiff right hand before Ether pulls the lollipop from her pants and thrusts it into his mouth before ducking down
FIVE STAR FACIAL BICYCLE KICK!
Tag tries to drop down for the cover but Renault manages to roll out to the floor as Sir Bellator leaps into the ring, taking Tag by surprise with a stiff running clothesline before rolling to his feet as Sexy Dynamite slowly gets up
ARM OF GOD!
Bellator has that Hanging Armbar locked in tight as Tag tries to lift him up high and break it with a power move but the Templar’s dragging him down to the mat with all his 230+ pounds as Tag may be in trouble here.
THUMB UP THE ASS!
Tag barely gets the tip in but that’s all it takes for Bellator to quickly break the hold, scrambling away from this sinners touch as Mister Money Shot flips him off before rolling out of the ring. The Chosen One demands he get back in the ring, furious at his attempt at defiling his holy place as Tag just motions for him to turn around
The enziguri hits hard as Wiz grabs him by the head, trying for that float over DDT but Bellator slips out, delivering a hard roundhouse kick to the side of the Sultan of Funk’s head before lifting him up high
YAHWEH’S SIGN RIGHT INTO THE TURNBUCKLES!
Wiz collapses into Vayikra’s corner as Bellator tags out to Gable, the pair beginning to kick Wiz down into the corner with a brutal assault before Gable lifts him up into the air with a double arm suplex
RIGHT ONTO BELLATOR’S KNEES!
Wiz screams in pain as Gable pulls him up to his feet, switching behind as he plants Wiz with a German Suplex
Then a second, a third, 4th, 5th, 6th, 7th, 8th, 9th
10 KARAT SUPLEXES!
Wiz looks done as Gable doesn’t pin, instead backing up as he drops down, looking for the kill shot as Wiz slowly gets to his feet, holding his back in pain
WIZ SIDESTEPS AS GABLE SPEARS THE TURNBUCKLE POST!
The Purple Pelican hobbles forward, trying to tag out but Renault rushes in, holding his foot as he tries to drag him back to Vayikra’s corner
Wiz nails Renault with the enziguri before leaping forward, tagging in Ether
The Hungry Girl rushes in like a house on fire, Ether Striking Renault out of the ring before delivering a seated dropkick to a fallen Gable. The former olympian staggers to his feet, swinging wild as Ether easily ducks, kicking up as she grabs Gable by the jaw
FUCK YO FACE!
The Inverted Facebuster hits hard as Gable may be out. Ether tries to drop down for the cover but Renault rushes in, kicking her off the cover before lifting her up high
LAST CRUSA…FIVE STAR FACIAL!
Tag saves Ether from the Crucifix Powerbomb there as Sir Bellator rushes into spray paint to the face before Wiz smacks him in the back of the skull with a spray can.
Bellator rolls out of the ring as Gable slowly staggers up to his, Tag rushing up behind him as Wiz rushes to the front
SCOOTER/SKATEBOARD HIGH LOW! Gable collapses to his knees as both men whip Ether to the ropes before popping her into the air
FUCK YOU, YOU ABSOLUTE CUNT! JET, SET AND KILL IT WITH FIRE!
Wiz and Tag leap over the ropes, taking Bellator and Renault out on the outside as Ether drops down for the cover
Jet Set Radio do it, fucking the hated Vayikra as they head to the finals of Triosmania II
WINNERS AND ADVANCING: JET SET RADIO
“TURN BACK TIME”
Jet Set Radio have booked their place in the final of Triosmania II but they’re not slowing down. Whilst Tag and Ether head off to prepare, Wiz stays behind. Even after taking a beating from Luke Storm earlier in the night, is making use of a make-shift set of ramps in the backstage area to practice his skills.
It’s the sound of Wiz practicing with his beloved scooter, swinging round in the air before bringing him safely back down to earth.
He stops for a moment, picking up a bottle of water from his bag and taking a sip. When he moved the bag to get the bottle, the glint of gold was unmistakable. His new Rewind title. When he brings the water away from his face there is another face just inches away from his.
The Generation Kid.
And he’s not pleased.
[ Wiz ] “Chill man, get out of my face. What are you doing here?”
[ The Generation Kid ] “That title…”
He points over at Wiz’s bag.
[ The Generation Kid ] “…I’m going to need it back. You kept my hoverboard for far too long, and I won’t let it happen again with the belt.”
[ Wiz ] “Little guy, it might be called the Rewind title but you don’t get to turn back time and pretend it’s still yours. I won this thing fair and square in that squared circle, ya dig?”
[ The Generation Kid ] “I’m not expecting to time travel, Wiz, I’m not Doc Brown. But I do want a rematch.
Wiz giggles, the disdain dancing around his lips playfully.
[ Wiz ] “Dawg, you don’t deserve a rematch. You’re a fraud who lucked into this title in the first place. Other people might not tell you straight, but your boy will always say it how he sees it. You don’t belong here.”
The start of a tear forms in the corner of TGK’s eye but he scrunches it away.
[ The Generation Kid ] “You don’t get to tell me I don’t belong here. I belong. The Rainbow Party belong. But if you think you’re a big shot then how about this…”
TGK lifts his hoverboard aloft.
[ The Generation Kid ] “I’ll meet you back here next week. You versus me, hoverboard versus scooter. If I win the race then I get my rematch. Deal?”
Wiz ponders it for a second.
[ Wiz ] “Man, I don’t think you’re good enough but I ain’t in the business of making kids cry, so I’ll give you your shot, ya dig?”
The Purple Pelican picks up his bag and begins to leave.
[ Wiz ] “If you can beat my funkalicious scooter skills then you got yourself a match, sucka.”
TRIOS MATCH SEMI-FINAL
BAD MOTHER FUCKERS vs. THE RAINBOW PARTY
Will TRP or BMF get the WIN???
The Rainbow Party and The Bad Mother Fuckers stand in their respective corners as the bell rings.
These two stables have had each other’s backs before.
But tonight their only allegiance is to themselves, and TRP is short a few colors in the spectrum.
Luke Storm starts things off against the eager Generation Kid. Storm and TGK tie up collar and elbow. Storm with a wrist lock, he twists it in and TGK winces in pain. Storm rains some elbows down on TGK’s arm—A LITTLE RAIN!
Storm continues to be the aggressor, wrenching in the wrist lock harder now, but TGK wills his way to the mat—spins around—kips up—and counters into a HAMMERLOCK!
Storm counters into a hammerlock of his own, but before he can wrench it in TGK spins around and catches Storm belly-to-belly…
NOBODY CALLS ME YELLOW!
TGK caught Storm off guard with that suplex!
Storm gets back up to his feet and locks eyes with TGK, each crouching in anticipation of the next move as the crowd rallies behind both men after their display of catch wrestling!
Storm steps up to TGK—
And offers a fist bump…
To which TGK complies!
The crowd applauds as the two competitors move to tag in their partners.
TGK tags in Starboy, as Storm holds out his hand to be tagged by—you guessed it—the reigning Invasion winner Pyre.
The crowd is hot for these two as they circle one another. They tie up—Starboy slips behind Pyre immediately and gyrates their hips for the crowd!
But not so fast! Pyre transitions into a side headlock and tosses Starboy to the mat. She maintains the hold as Starboy struggles to keep a shoulder up off the mat—
Starboy raises an arm up before the ref can count to two! They’re moving to a standing position and manage to push Pyre into the ropes—Irish whip and Pyre rebounds—she ducks a rolling elbow and rebounds again, this time hopping over the top of Starboy—
CODE RED!! THAT WAS SMOOTH!!
Pyre maintains the pin—
TW—STARBOY HAS BRIDGED AND IS GRINDING HIS BANANA HAMMOCK IN PYRE’S FACE!!
Pyre releases her pin and crawls backwards to her corner in horror as Starboy blows her a kiss in a leisurely position!
But Zero has tagged himself in now.
And he wants revenge on what they just did to his fellow tag title holder.
He sprints towards the seated Starboy—
Zero covers Starboy after the seated blockbuster—
TGK BREAKS UP THE PIN!!
Zero shoots TGK an annoyed glare as TGK hops back to his corner, and whips Starboy into BMF’s turnbuckle!
KICK TO THE MIDSECTION!
ZERO IS STOMPING A MUDHOLE INTO STARBOY!!
WHAT’S ANOTHER GLORYHOLE TO THE ASS FOR THE MASSES!?
Pyre tags herself in and continues the stomping…
TGK is slapping his turnbuckle and appealing to the crowd—he’s doing anything he can to get Starboy back in this match!
Pyre steps up to TGK—
SHE FLIPS HIM THE BIRD!!
Pyre sprints back towards Starboy who attempts to pull himself up the turnbuckles…
DOUBLE KNEES TO THEIR FACE!!
Starboy flips towards the middle of the ring. They’re not in a good way, but TGK won’t give up, reaching out and yelling to get Starboy’s attention!
Meanwhile, Storm tags back in and climbs to the top rope…
There was a slight drizzle earlier…
AND NOW A STORM IS BREWING—
BUT NOBODY’S HOME!!!
STARBOY ROLLED AWAY AT THE LAST SECOND!!!
STARBOY IS USING EVERY LAST OUNCE OF ENERGY, CRAWLING TOWARDS HIS CORNER…
TGK IS SLAPPING THE TOP TURNBUCKLE AND THE CROWD IS CLAPPING IN SYNC!!!
Hollywood is clutching his stomach as Starboy reaches up—
TGK hops over the top rope, as does Zero…
NO—TGK DUCKED THE CLOTHESLINE—
DOC BROWN’S DELOREAN!!! SPEAR!!!
Here comes Pyre—
RIGHT INTO THE KARATE KID!!!
That leaping kick to the face may have knocked out Pyre, but TGK forgot about Storm—
TGK COUNTERED THE CODEBREAKER INTO AN INSIDE CRADLE—
COULD THIS BE IT??
NO!! STORM KICKS OUT AT 2.999!!!
Starboy is down and out, and TGK needs to end this now before the odds are any more against him.
All three BMFers get to their feet as TGK climbs to the top rope…
TGK FEELS THE NEED—
TOP ROPE BODY SLPASH ONTO ALL THREE OF THEM!!!
BMF CAUGHT TGK IN MIDAIR.
Zero, Storm, and Pyre exchange a glance, and then a nod.
Pyre and Zero restrain TGK’s arms as Storm flips TGK the bird—
Kick to the midsection—
BUT TGK DOESN’T GO DOWN!
Zero shakes his head in disbelief at the kid and hesitates a moment before delivering a midsection kick of his own—
PUNK CITY KILLER!!
STILL TGK WON’T GO DOWN!!
TGK IS ON JELLYLEGS—
ECLIPSE FROM PYRE OUTTA NOWHERE!!!
AND TGK POPS UP AND CRASHES TO THE MAT LIKE JIFFYPOP!!!
Storm covers as Zero intercepts Starboy on the apron—
THESE THREE ARE BAD TO THE BONE!!
BMF going to the finals!
WINNERS AND ADVANCING: BAD MOTHER FUCKERS
Sir Bellator kneels, eyes closed, before a small altar backstage. Candles are lit around a crucifix, and an open Bible sits beneath them.
[ Sir Bellator ] “…deliver us from evil. For thine is the kingdom, the power, and the glory…”
Several pages of the holy book turn, flapping in some unseen wind.
[ Sir Bellator ] “…for ever and ever. Amen.”
Bellator opens his eyes, and nearly bowls backwards in shock.
SeeSaw is standing behind the altar, peering like a god, listening to the prayer.
[ Sir Bellator ] “How dare you desecrate this holy space!”
Mr. Make Believe cuts him off, urgency in his voice.
[ SeeSaw ] “I need to know something.”
[ Sir Bellator ] “The heart of the discerning acquires knowledge, for the ears of the wise seek it out.”
SeeSaw raises an eyebrow at the verse, but continues on anyway.
[ SeeSaw ] “What was it like, learning that you weren’t as special as you thought you were? You…”
Bellator cuts in.
[ Sir Bellator ] “Enough! I care not about your blathering, I am on mission. I have no time for abominations that wish to be special.”
Rising to his feet, Sanctus goes to leave the space, but SeeSaw bowls over the small altar. He grabs Bellator and shoves him up against the wall, shoving papers in his face, all out of the manila envelope he found last week.
[ SeeSaw ] “I’M NOT SPECIAL, YOU IDIOT! THAT’S THE WHOLE POINT!”
With his forearm jabbed into Bellator’s throat, SeeSaw is beyond consolable as he pants in the VHS Champ’s face.
[ SeeSaw ] “That’s the whole point. I’m not the only one… I’m not the only one…”
Muttering, SeeSaw releases Bellator and begins to stagger out of the room, his voice still repeating the words at barely a whisper.
Sir Bellator watches him leave before reaching down to pick up something SeeSaw left.
The manila folder.
Bellator begins to read from it, his eyes skimming the words.
[ Sir Bellator ] “Interesting.”
If we could see his face, it’d sure as hell be smiling.
There is simply nothing, no one around. Nobody, not even a glimpse of light.
A glimpse of radiant energy spreads through the blackness! The source?
The Gatekeeper walks through the dark, eerily calm as he glances from side to side.
[ Mordecai ] “Sandman. I know you’re here, brother. You can’t hide, even in a state of dreamlessness. I know you’re free, but you won’t stay that way.”
The sound of sand falling permeates the silence and Mordecai is immediately on the defensive! He looks all around himself to find the source of the noise!
IRON CHAINS SMACK ACROSS MORDECAI’S FACE! THE SANDMAN HAS APPEARED AND HE LAYS INTO HIS BROTHER WITH BLOW AFTER BLOW FROM THE CHAINS!
The Dream Demon wraps the chains around Mordecai’s neck and chokes the life out of him! He swings him from side to side violently until he falls to his knees gasping for air! The chains glow a dim green, runes visibly etched into their metal. The darkness begins to fade and we find ourselves inside of an old library. Mordecai collapses against a table, Sandman holding tightly onto the chains.
[ The Sandman ] “You trapped me, brother. Caged me like an animal for that terrible snake. Do you know how that feels? To be held up in the dream keep of a mortal?”
Mordecai gasps, unable to respond as Sandman locks the chain around his neck, throwing him face first into the table. As the chain glows he struggles pitifully to stand.
[ The Sandman ] “So I’ll show you how it feels. Those chains are from an ancient civilization of dream warriors. People who dared combat me. So long as they’re on you? You’ll be trapped. But not in some dream keep. Mordecai.”
Sandman begins to laugh, cackling as he places a foot on his brother’s back.
[ The Sandman ] “You’ll be trapped in the real world. And now? I’m going to invade every dream I can. I’m going to feast, brother. Just try and stop me.”
The Night Terror pushes off of Mordecai, walking away as he tries to stand, the chains draining his strength one second at a time.
TRIOS MATCH FINAL
BAD MOTHER FUCKERS vs. JET SET RADIO
Here we are.
The Triosmania II Final.
Archenemies stand across the ring from one another, knowing they’re about to do battle for all the marbles. Whoever wins this will fight in a Triple Threat Match, with an OSW World Championship shot against Corvus at Pandemonium the prize.
We have Zero and Tag kicking this thing off and after earlier tonight, there’s a score to settle.
The bell sounds and Zero rushes across the ring, tackling Tag to the canvas and reigning down bionic fists upon him.
Tag though flips him over head and under the bottom rope. It immediately breaks down! Ether and Wiz enter the ring as Tag rolls to the outside, joined by Pyre and Luke Storm!
Storm ducks under a Clothesline by Wiz..
He spins him..
WIZ GRABS HIM…
OVERHEAD SUPLEX TO LUKE STORM!
HE ROLLS TO THE OUTSIDE TOO!
Pyre and Ether meanwhile slug it out until Ether ducks a wild right and CLOTHESLINES PYRE OVER THE TOP ROPE!
Bad Mother Fuckers now litter the outside, stumbling back to their feet..
WIZ COMES RUNNING!
HE TAKES DOWN ALL THREE MEMBERS OF BAD MOTHER FUCKERS!
As all three hit the deck, Ether heads to the top rope, joined by Tag on the other side of the ring.
What’re they planning?
RIDE THE SKY!
DOUBLE SKATED FOOT STOMP TO THE GUT OF ZERO!
TAG LEAPS FROM THE TOP ROPE, NAILING A SHOOTING STAR PRESS TO LUKE STORM AND PYRE ON THE OUTSIDE! HE GOT THEM FUCKING BOTH! HOLY FUCKING SHIT!
Sexy Dynamite HIT WITH such impact that he’s rolling around in agony on the outside. Ether and Wiz quickly go to check on him, realizing that he hurt himself with that one.
Ether grabs Zero and rolls him back into the ring as Wiz helps Tag back in as well.
He crawls over into the cover…
ZERO KICKS OUT!
That was close.
Tag needs to make it to his corner – that Shooting Star Press might’ve broke a rib and he’s struggling. He begins crawling, only Zero grabs him by the legs, stopping him.
He crawls up Tag, literally crawling up him until he’s mounted from behind, slamming bionic forearms into his face.
Zero pulls his head with one hand and forearms the face with the other. It’s sadistic and fucking brutal.
And Tag’s nose is almost immediately plastered over his fucking face!
With Storm and Pyre down, there’s no-one for The Hacker to tag. He gets back to his feet and pulls Tag up, lifting him straight into a Bear Hug!
He’s putting pressure on the ribs!
That’s intelligent wrestling by Zero.
The referee asks if he wants to tap but Tag shakes his head.
ZERO SQUEEZES TIGHTER!
That’s compressing his fucking ribs!
BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!
The Hacker slams him down into the canvas, popping back to his feet and running into the ropes..
RUNNING LEG-DROP TO THE RIBCAGE!
WIZ BREAKS UP THE NEARFALL!
The Purple Pelican is immediately taken away by the furious referee who scolds him for entering the ring, only that distraction allows Ether an opportunity!
LOW BLOW TO ZERO!
LOW BLOW! LOW BLOW!
The Hungry Girl got herself a handful of meat and two veg! Down goes Zero!
BUT HERE COMES LUKE STORM AND PYRE!
The referee turns around, rushing them both backwards as they try to get to Wiz and Ether!
The fucking referee is being had!
Ether grabs Zero and pulls him back to his feet, she pushes him into Wiz who immediately drags him into a Piledriver.
He lifts him up.
BOOT TO THE FACE OF ZERO WITH THE SKATES ON AS HE RESIDES BETWEEN THE KNEES OF WIZ!
HOLY FUCKING SHIT!
JET SET RADIO HAVE DONE A NUMBER ON ZERO!
They roll to the outside as Storm and Pyre reluctantly leave the ring. Tag is back to his feet, holding his mid-section. He grabs a groggy Zero and pulls him in, pushing him over to Ether and making the tag.
She climbs the top rope…
A TWISTING BRAINBUSTER TO ZERO BY TAG!
ETHER OFF THE TOP!
MACH FIVE! MACH FIVE!
DOUBLE KNEE STRIKE TO THE HEAD OF ZERO!
THAT HAS TO BE IT…
LUKE STORM BREAKS UP THE NEAR FALL!
That was nearly it.
The referee remonstrates with Storm now, angry that he broke up the fall – giving Wiz a chance to the enter the ring for another double team!
ONLY THERE’S PYRE!
PYRE PULLS WIZ OFF THE RING APRON!
WHAM! HEAD FIRST INTO IT HE GOES!
Tag is led down in agony, clutching his chest!
Ether pulls Zero back to his feet..
CHOKESLAM OUTTA NO-WHERE!
DESPERATION BY THE HACKER! ABSOLUTE FUCKING DESPERATION!
Zero immediately begins crawling to his corner, utterly desperate for the tag. Ether can’t stop him.
TAG TO LUKE STORM!
HERE COMES HOLLYWOOD!
Luke storms into the ring and BASEMENT DROPKICK TO THE FACE OF A KNEELING ETHER!
He bounds back to his feet, running towards the corner and RIGHT HAND TO WIZ! THAT SENDS HIM FLYING OFF THE APRON!
Tag is back to his feet and catches a left, dropping him back down as well.
Luke Storm is fired up!
The Actor heads to the middle rope and demands that Ether get back to her feet. Slowly but surely, she does… stumbling…
BUFF BLOCKBUSTER FROM THE MIDDLE TURNBUCKLE!
Storm gets up and grabs Ether, pulling her over to the corner and slamming her into it. He tags in Pyre and lifts up The Hungry Girl up onto his shoulders into Electric Chair Drop position…
The Fire Witch heads to the top…
LEAPING BLOCKBUSTER FROM THE TOP ROPE!
DOWN GOES PYRE! DOWN GOES STORM! OVER FLIPS ETHER! WHAT A FUCKING MOVE!
Pyre scrambles into the cover…
TAG BREAKS UP THE NEAR FALL!
IT’S BREAKING DOWN AGAIN!
THE REFEREE CAN’T KEEP CONTROL!
HERE COMES WIZ!
Tag and Wiz immediately attack Storm and Pyre, each of them going after a Bad Mother Fucker and beginning a brawl.
The Purple Pelican takes Pyre into one corner as Tag takes Storm into the other.
THEY WHIP THEM ACROSS THE RING.
PYRE AND STORM ARM-LINK..
BAD MOTHER FUCKERS, BAYBEE!
Storm and Pyre turn and look at one another, Pyre now with Tag and Storm now with Wiz.
They run them both…
CLASH OF HEADS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!
Tag and Wiz bounce away from one another…
SUPERKICK TO THE TAG!
BAPTISM BY FIRE!
SUPERKICK TO WIZ BY PYRE!
But here comes Ether!
LOW BLOW TO STORM! LOW BLOW!
Ether pops back up, rolls over Storm as he bends over in agony..
SPINNING HEEL KICK TO PYRE!
STRAIGHT OFF THE ROLL!
She turns around…
STUNNER! STUNNER! STUNNER! STUNNER!
ZERO OUTTA NO-WHERE!
ZERO OUT OF FUCKING NO-WHERE!
EVERYONE IS DOWN!
EVERYONE EXCEPT ZERO!
He checks on Storm. He checks on Pyre.
Bad Mother Fuckers are rising. Storm and Zero exit the ring, leaving Pyre to go after Ether.
She climbs the top turnbuckle and waits for her to get back to her feet and she does so.
Slowly but surely, The Hungry Girl rises.
ETHER DROPS AND ROLLS!
PYRE CRASHES AND BURNS!
The Hungry Girl neds to make the tag! She crawls across the ring to where Wiz and Tag have finally made their way back…
TAG TO WIZ!
The Rewind Champion enters the ring as Pyre gets back to her feet…
HE’S SOMMERSAULTING ERRATICALLY AROUND THE RING…
HE’S LOOKING FOR THE PELICAN FLY…
SOMMERSAULT INTO A FUCKING DROPKICK TO THE GOD DAMN FACE! PYRE JUST BLASTED HIM! HOLY FUCKING SHIT!
Wiz hits the deck like a sack of shit. Pyre covers…
KICK OUT! WIZ KICKS OUT!
This Trios Match has been fucking awesome! The fans are fully behind the match, cheering at the top of their lungs as Pyre and Wiz get back to their feet.
The levy must break soon.
Only one of these teams can win Triosmania and Headline Fuck The World next week. Who’s it going to be?
RIGHT HAND BY WIZ.
LEFT HAND BY PYRE.
RIGHT HAND BY WIZ.
LEFT HAND BY PYRE.
KNEE TO THE GUT BY WIZ!
The Purple Pelican runs into the rope…
BLIND TAG BY TAG!
THE BOOM BOOM!
FLOAT OVER DDT TO PYRE!
He rolls out of the way, knowing that he was tagged…
SEXY DYNAMITE IS ON THE TOP ROPE!
NO WAY IS HE DOING IT AGAIN!?
A SECOND SHOOTING STAR PRESS!
HE GOT NOTHING AT ALL!
PYRE MOVED! PYRE MOVED!
SEXY DYNAMITE CRASHES CHEST FIRST INTO THE FUCKING CANVAS AND HIS SCREAM IN AGONY IS VISCERAL!
THE FIRE BITCH ROLLS AWAY AND MAKES THE TAG TO ZERO!
The referee acknowledges the tag and immediately goes to check on him. Tag grabs on, clutching at his chest…
HERE COMES LUKE STORM!
TAG PUSHES THE REFEREE STRAIGHT INTO HIM TO PROTECT HIMSELF!
DOWN GOES THE REF!
DOWN GOES THE REF!
The referee collided with Storm and he’s down, holding his head.
Wiz and Ether quickly enter the ring, accompanied by Zero and Pyre who now gets back to her feet.
FIRE IN THE BELLY BY PYRE TO ETHER!
CODEBREAKER TO WIZ! CODEBREAKER TO WIZ!
Tag gets to his knees, still clutching his chest and gasping for air.
He’s surrounded by Bad Mother Fuckers.
This is not gonna be good.
STORM, PYRE AND ZERO EACH PUT A FINGER IN THE AIR, TOUCHING THEM ABOVE TAG…
THEY STEP BACK…
LIGHTNING STRIKE BY LUKE STORM!
BAPTISM BY FIRE BY PYRE!
BOOT PROCESS BY ZERO!
TRIPLE FUCKING SUPERKICK!
SUPERKICK FUCKING PARTY!
TAG MAY ASWELL HAVE HAD HIS FUCKING HEAD KICKED OFF!
He’s on jelly knees, wobbling all over the show.
Zero rushes off into the ropes, coming from behind Tag..
32GB OF RAM!
SHINING WIZARD TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD OF SEXY DYNAMITE FOR GOOD MEASURE!
Storm rouses the referee…
IT’S OVER! BAD MOTHER FUCKERS WIN IT! BAD MOTHER FUCKERS WIN TRIOSMANIA II!
The bell sounds as the crowd roar with approval. BMf have done it. They’ve won Triosmania!
WINNERS OF TRIOSMANIA II: BAD MOTHER FUCKERS
Bad Mother Fuckers have done it.
The quintessential stable in Old School Wrestling have prevailed here at Triosmania, cementing their legacy as one of the best Trios on the roster.
They overcame a team including the OSW World Champion in Corvus. The dispatched the underdog duo in The Rainbow Party and now, in the finals, they’ve beaten their arch nemesis’ in Jet Set Radio.
All three celebrate in the middle of the ring, hugging and enjoying their moment.
But next week at FTW #266, Luke Storm, Zero and Pyre will square off in a Triple Threat Match with the winner booking their World Championship Match with Corvus at Pandemonium.
What a triple threat match that will be.
All three raise their arms in celebration.
Our footage suddenly becomes incredibly choppy. There’s static and glitching across the screen.
Just then, a yellow warning is displayed.
We return to seeing Luke Storm being grabbed violently by a man in a white shirt, who lifts him straight into the air with a violent Belly to Belly Suplex that shakes the ring with ferocity.
Pyre is likewise launched over the top rope to the outside, slamming off the concrete floor with a thud.
Zero looks left.
He looks right.
HE KNOWS THEM.
The look on his face tells you everything you need to know. He steps towards the bigger of the two in the white shirt, who has cybernetic implants in his neck.
HEADBUTT TO ZERO! HEADBUTT TO FUCKING ZERO!
The power drops him to his God damn knees…
The other guy in a red visor immediately wraps him up, grabbing him in a headlock and wrapping his legs around him whilst he kneels on the canvas.
He secures him there, refusing to let him go.
[ Unknown ] “You thought you could hide from us, Xavier?”
The man opens his arms wide, asking for his associate to pull Zero back to his feet and he does…
He pushes him in…
BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!
THE FUCKING RING SHOOK WITH THE POWER ZERO WAS JUST SLAMMED INTO IT!
WHO THE FUCK IS THIS GUY?
He gets back to his feet and dusts himself off, listening to the boos from the crowd as Bad Mother Fuckers lay decimated in and around ringside. He places his boot on Zero’s throat and sneers.
[ Unknown ] “No-one hides from The Collective.”
“SOMEWHERE OVER THE RAINBOW II”
All the colour has been lost from our screen – reminiscent of the days in which VHS lacked vibrancy. It’s dull, cold and expressionless. A large cloaked figure stands wearing a terrifying black mask, looming over a naked man.
What the fuck is going on.
[ THEM ] “Thought you’d escaped us, did you?”
The Prince of Party looks up, pained.
[ THEM ] “It was no accident that you ended up on a planet much like ours.”
[ Vigour ] “I don’t understand…”
[ THEM ] “We’ve been watching, Vigour. We’ve seen everything.”
[ Vigour ] “No…”
[ THEM ] “Yes. This world is a disgusting place, isn’t it? It’s full of colour, expression, and freedom. But it has the resources we need; just like your planet did when we came.”
Vigour stands up, as naked as the day he was born.
[ Vigour ]“You can’t have it. I won’t let you take it.”
There’s an eerie pause.
[ THEM ] “Do you know where you are?”
[ Vigour ] “Abaddon.”
[ THEM ] “Yes. Your composition may not be too dissimilar from humanity, but once you perish, you come here for judgement. We then decide what to do with you.”
Suddenly, a panel of judges appear on a bench, sat with gavels, looking down at Vigour who stands naked, looking back.
There’s a pause; a moment in which the judges chatter amongst themselves.
It abruptly stops.
[ THEM ] “We have decided.”
Vigour folds his arms, a sneer on his face.
[ THEM ] “Goodbye.”
Vigour’s once lifeless body explodes into life with a gasp for air that sucks almost every ounce of it from the room. Starboy and The Generation Kid rush to his aide, grabbing him by the arms as he panics in his new surroundings.
[ Vigour ] “FUCK!”
[ The Generation Kid ] “Holy cannoli, you’re back!”
Vigour nods stoically.
[ Starboy ] “Did it go to plan?”
The Prince nods.
[ Vigour ] “It did and it’s as I feared.”
[ Starboy ] “THEY’RE coming?”
[ Vigour ] “I knew when I awoke on this planet that I didn’t escape my own world; I knew something was afoot. THEY’VE been watching us, which means they’re connected to me. I need to figure out how to sever that fucking connection, or THEY’LL invade Earth.”
TGK gulps, terrified.
[ The Generation Kid ] “Seriously? This is insane.”
[ Starboy ] “No, letting him die to find this out was insane – this is out of this fucking world.”
[ Vigour ] “If THEY come to Earth, they’ll destroy it. THEY’LL kill everyone and everything you love.”
[ The Generation Kid ] “What about Renault? He killed you, dude.”
Vigour lays back down, weakened by his death.
[ Vigour ] “Oh, I’ll be fuckin’ dealing with that prick, don’t you worry kid. But right now? I need to rest. Death takes it outta you, huh?”
Starboy and TGK look at one another, then at Vigour, who has already passed out.