Xcite opened LIVE from the Fourside Arena, with "Star Prince" Tack Angel standing in the middle of the ring with mic in hand. 

Tack Angel: Typical. Here I am, gracing you with my presence, and this is what I get? Boo all you want, but nothing changes the fact that I am the Star Prince—the man who stands above your so-called favorites. But of course, you wouldn’t know anything about that, would you? Because you people—especially in this town—you’d rather throw your support behind a pack of losers like Bashin Dan and Geoff Garrett!

The crowd responded with deafening boos, some chants broke out for “Dan!” and “Double G!” Tack just shook his head, letting out a low, mocking laugh.

Tack Angel: Bashin Dan. The golden boy. The guy who somehow gets chance after chance because, what, he smiles at you? Or because he looks good on a poster? I’ll tell you what I see: a gutless, empty shell of a man who doesn’t belong in my league. You all cheer him on because you’re too blind to see that he’s nothing but a tool, a gimmick, a face that panders to you so he can collect his cards. Just look at him! He’s all flex and flash, no grit, no spine. And yet, you put him up on a pedestal?” You don't know what I have to go through! You don't understand how hard it is to be Tack Angel! 

The boos intensified, and some in the crowd tried to drown out Tack with more chants for Bashin Dan. Tack simply sneered.

Tack Angel: Oh, and as if that wasn’t sad enough, you people really want to go and cheer for Geoff Garrett? Geoff Garrett?! A washed-up has-been with a stupid mullet, a stupid guitar, and the audacity to stick his nose where it doesn’t belong? This is the man you cheer for? A man who’s spent all this time trying to invade my life, trying to mess with everything I’ve built! He thinks he can just walk in, unannounced, into the life of the Star Prince and take whatever he wants. This punk actually believes he can take my legacy…my children?

Tack’s voice rose, his face contorting in rage as he stared out at the crowd, who responded with disdain. The chants for Garrett grew stronger, and Tack’s hands tightened around the microphone.

Tack Angel: You cheer him on? You think it’s funny, cute even, that Garrett thinks he can touch what’s mine? That fool thinks he can waltz into my life and take my family—my property—and you people applaud him for it? Look at you, all screaming for a man who would have me stripped of everything I’ve built, who thinks my ex-wife, my legacy, my children are up for grabs! Newsflash, Garrett! You can stomp and strum that guitar all you want, but it’ll never make you more than a washed-up sideshow, an unworthy piece of trash that’ll never have what I have! And as for the title that's coming my way? Well, that’s going to stay around my waist forever once I claim it, no matter WHO steps up.

Tack paused, pacing back and forth with a self-satisfied look, until the crowd suddenly erupted with cheers as a new theme blasted through the arena. The song of the Weekend Wrecking Crew, as “Magnum PT” appeared at the top of the ramp, microphone in hand, flanked by EBW Tag Team Champions Point Man and Jaden Yuki, as they looked out at Tack with a fiery intensity. He took in the reaction, letting the fans’ cheers wash over him before he spoke.

Magnum PT: Chief you just don’t know when to stop, do you? Every week, you come out here, spewing that same entitled garbage about how the world owes you something. You go on and on about how you’re this untouchable Star Prince, but let me tell you something—I’ve had it up to here with your act. These people, this crowd? They don’t cheer you, Tack, because there’s nothing to cheer for. All they see is a loudmouth with a chip on his shoulder and a life he doesn’t deserve!

The crowd erupted in cheers, chanting for Magnum PT as Tack looked on, disgusted, his jaw clenched. Magnum smirked, taking a step closer to the ring.

Magnum PT: Now, I’ve been in this business a while now, Tack. I’ve faced all kinds of guys—tough guys, honest guys, and yeah, even guys like you. I’ve always believed that this ring is for settling things fair and square. I’ve even looked the other way for a lot of your crap, thinking maybe you were just blowing off steam. But last week? You crossed the line. You took my Xcite title, that I earned, and handed it to that spoiled, self-entitled nepo baby, Colby Roads. You let your ego cheat me out of what was rightfully mine—and in doing so, you disrespected this entire industry.

The crowd cheered again, clearly on Magnum PT’s side. Tack started pacing, mumbling something under his breath as Magnum held his ground.

Magnum PT: You know, I’m a patient man, Chief. I’ve let a lot slide in this business. But you and me? This…whatever this thing is between us? It’s personal now. And as far as I’m concerned, the only way to settle it is right here, tonight. Just you and me, one-on-one, no distractions, no excuses.

The crowd roared in approval, and Magnum lowered the mic, staring directly at Tack. Tack glared back, his expression dark and full of rage.

Tack Angel: You think you can just come out here, run your mouth, and intimidate me? I don’t care how many cheap chants these fans throw your way, PT, because in the end, that’s all you are—a washed-up nobody, a man who should have stayed in the past, at the very least the stupid STUPID SOUTH! I HATE YOU PT! I ALWAYS HAVE! I see you, and in my mind I'm shouting "STOP EXISTING! STOP EXISTING! STOP EXISTING!" Did you know that?! You want a match with me? You want to put everything on the line for a shot at glory? Well, I’ve got news for you. I can’t stand you, or the phony 'honor' you claim to represent. You think you’re some hero, a fan favorite, but all I see is a weak, pathetic loser who’s desperate to be loved by these idiots! They promise you forever, and they never deliver.

The crowd was deafening with boos as Tack spit out his last words, sneering down at Magnum PT. Magnum raised the mic again, his eyes narrowing as he closed in on the ring apron, ready to step up face-to-face with Tack.

Magnum PT: Is that right, Tack? I think they're delivering right now Chief. So you think I'm a loser? Well, let’s find out just how much of a ‘loser’ I am when I’m standing over you tonight. Let’s see if your smug grin is still there when I knock it clean off your face. Because tonight, you and me? It’s happening. And I’m going to make damn sure it’s a match you’ll never forget.

Tack stared Magnum down, his expression shifting from sneering to simmering rage, the tension building between them until it was almost palpable. He finally raised the mic, looking Magnum PT dead in the eye.

Tack Angel: Fine. You want to go? You want to put it all on the line? Let’s do this. But don’t come crying when I leave you in a heap, wondering why you ever dared to cross me—the Star Prince Tack Angel. This is my ring, PT, and tonight, I’ll prove it once and for all! I'M THE STAR PRINCE DAMMIT!




Larry Grim: Good evening, everyone! Welcome to EBW: Xcite, and we are LIVE here in Fourside Arena, where the action promises to be intense! I’m Larry Grim, your play-by-play guide to tonight’s thrilling bouts. Joining me is EBW’s brainiac, Apple Kid, and the one and only Tali Mach, who I’m sure will have plenty to say.

Apple Kid: Yeah, I’ll just...try to keep up! Minako is texting me all sorts of things, angry yet sexual things. She's not angry at me of course, but at Tack, Mamoru, and Queen Beryl! So much is happening tonight!

Tali Mach: Oh, Apple Kid, always the pinnacle of confidence, aren’t you? And Larry, please, let’s be real—these people didn’t come to see Apple Kid fumbling with his cell phone. They came for the wrestling! They came to see the Xciters and the Havok Renegades ready to rip each other’s heads off, and to watch Tack Angel get his star-spangled ego checked by Magnum PT!

Larry Grim: That’s right, Tali. President Swift made tonight’s main event official: Tack Angel will face off against Magnum PT! The fans demanded it, and we’re going to see it right here, tonight!

Apple Kid: These two have so much bad blood. Tack wants to prove he’s the greatest thing since—well—himself. And Magnum PT? He’s determined to set things right after Tack practically handed his Xcite title to the ‘Nepo Baby’ Colby Roads! His words, not mine...but also kind of mine. 

Tali Mach: The level of tackiness—pun intended—is off the charts.

Larry Grim: But the tension doesn’t stop with the main event, folks. Tali, you mentioned the Renegades earlier.

Tali Mach: I mention a lot of things. Who says I don't?!

Larry Grim: It’s chaos tonight as the Havok Renegades have made their presence known right here in Fourside. And in case you haven’t heard, they’re coming with their top-tier, metalbound lineup—Ness, Magus, Picky Minch, and Subculture—all members of the Metalbound Brotherhood!

Apple Kid: The Brotherhood is no joke. I mean, they’re basically steamrolling through anyone who gets in their way! Tonight, they’ll be challenging The Story for the EBW World Team Championship Rings! 

Tali Mach: Relax, Apple Kid. The only thing you need to duck is an autograph request from a fan who thinks you’re famous. But seriously, this Brotherhood isn’t here to shake hands or play nice. They want dominance, they’re going after The Story’s Rings, and believe me, they’re not above bending the rules to get what they want. Ness? Magus? These are guys with history as long as my arm. They’re going to be in no mood to mess around.

Larry Grim: But wait, we’re not done! We have a wrench in the works tonight. With CP Munk injured in that brutal Demon Boogie incident, newly crowned Xcite Champion Colby Roads now has to find a substitute. Who he’s chosen to step up in CP Munk’s place is still a mystery.

Apple Kid: Colby may be the Xcite Champion, but stepping up as a team player that actually elevates others? I don’t know if that’s in his playbook, Larry. CP Munk and him were, you know, two peas in a pod. They both like to destabilize their host promotion for their own betterment. 

Tali Mach: Carnies. The word you're looking for is carnies. 

Apple Kid: Losing him is going to hit hard.

Tali Mach: Ha! That is if Colby even thinks about being a ‘team player,’ which we all know is about as likely as Apple Kid becoming Mr. Universe. 

Larry Grim: Buckle up, everyone. We’re just minutes away from kicking off a night of action, passion, and high-stakes drama! This is EBW: Xcite! Let's start with the ladies shall we? 

Tali Mach: Now we're talking! It's Hilda Iceheart and Christina Angel in one-on-one action. Christina's my hero for what she did to Tracy, so I'm obviously rooting for her. 

Larry Grim: We really need to be impartial. 

Tali Mach: I really don't care. 

Larry Grim: Of course.

EBW: Xcite
Fourside Arena, Fourside
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1. Women's Singles: Hilda Iceheart vs. Christina Angel 
-The bell rang to start the match, and Christina Angel cautiously circled her icy opponent, Hilda Iceheart, well aware of Hilda’s reputation for cold brutality. They locked up, with Christina quickly slipping into a side headlock, wrenching Hilda’s neck in an attempt to wear her down early. Hilda countered with sheer power, lifting Christina and slamming her to the mat. Christina gasped from the impact, and Hilda wasted no time, hauling her opponent up and delivering a brutal shoulder block that knocked Christina off her feet. As Christina scrambled to her feet, Hilda launched into a series of stiff forearm shots, backing her opponent into the corner. Christina, however, fought back with a series of lightning-quick strikes of her own, trying to keep Hilda at bay. The crowd rallied behind Christina as she built momentum, managing to take Hilda down after a series of kicks and with a dropkick to the knee, followed by a beautiful springboard crossbody. But Hilda, unfazed, caught her mid-air and drove her down with a spinebuster, regaining control. They fought back and forth, with no one seeming to notice Tracy in the crowd, asking for charitable donations. Christina was on the mat as Tracy jumped the guardrail, to bash her in the head with the box full of money. Sensing victory, but not seeing the quick assault, Hilda hoisted Christina up and set her up for the Northern Lights Bomb. With precision and power, she slammed Christina down, securing the three-count and her win.
Winner: Hilda Iceheart via Northern Lights Bomb -> Pin 

Larry Grim: Tracy with the assist there, but Hilda was doing pretty well before the interference. The ACE of the division has some unsettled business with mommy dearest it seems. 

Tali Mach: CURSE YOU TRACYYYYY! 

Apple Kid: I didn't know you felt that strongly about it. 

Tali Mach: Oh I don't, but I also don't like to miss an opportunity to shout out the name of my enemies with a clenched fist. 

Apple Kid: Oh! Yeah, I get the vibe there. I have spent most of my life having a rival, well a friend/rival. It was clear that I was the superior scientist, but as a team, we were pretty great. I wonder what he's up to now. 

Larry Grim: …You mean….you didn't know? 

Apple Kid: Didn't know what?

Larry Grim: The election….yesterday. 

Apple Kid: What about it? 

Larry Grim: Did you vote? 

Tali Mach: I early voted. 

Apple Kid: No, I wasn't really paying attention to the election. Why? What did I miss. 

Larry Grim: You were talking about Orange Man right?

Apple Kid: Orange Kid? 

Larry Grim: He goes by Orange Man these days. 

Apple Kid: Oh right….I think I knew that. Been awhile since I've seen him. Was he doing something in the election?

Larry Grim: He was winning it. 

Apple Kid: WHAT?!

Tali Mach: Oh this is fun. Do we have footage! Please say we can cut to the footage! We got it? YES!

Orange Man Election Headquarters

Orange Man: Thank you! Thank you, everyone! Wow. Look at all these beautiful people, all the smiling faces. I can’t believe it—I mean, really—I can’t believe it. I’m here, on this stage, as your newly elected leader. And let me tell you, folks, I truly thought you’d all lost your minds. I mean, in one way, you did lose your minds—some of you really did—but it seems you lost it in a way that led you right here, with me. Isn’t that just something? Really amazing. This was a movement, folks. I kept saying it, I knew it in my heart. The things we were talking about, they weren’t just things, they were big things, folks! Tremendous things! They told us this couldn’t be done. They said, ‘Oh, Orange Man, you’re too honest, you’re too bold, too brave.’ They said, ‘People aren’t ready for you. They can’t handle you. They’ll turn on you like you’re some kind of crazy. You’re just... too... orange.’ But look at this! Here we are! It turns out maybe some of you lost your marbles in a good way, right? In the best possible way! But seriously, folks. I ran because I thought this place was going off the rails, and a lot of people thought I was nuts. I heard about it, in various places. They thought I was losing it. But it turns out... I was just the guy with his head screwed on straight. Imagine that! And now, I have a responsibility—we have a responsibility—to keep this country, our wonderful, amazing country, on track. To lead it the right way. And let me tell you, no one is going to do a better job at that than me, because now, I’m in charge. Just let that sink in. I’m the one at the wheel! So get ready, folks. Because I’m not just here to win—I’m here to change things. Big things. Great things. You’re going to look back and say, ‘Wow, that Orange Man really got things done.’ And who knows? Maybe they’ll write songs about me. Big, beautiful songs. Until then, I just want to say thank you, thank you, thank you, for putting your faith in the Orange Man. You might’ve lost it to get me here, but I promise you, you won’t regret it. Not a bit. We're going to Make Eagleland Great Again!

-

Larry Grim: So yeah, Orange Man became the President of Eagleland last night. 

Apple Kid: …..

Tali Mach: But hey, at least you're on television. That's kind of important too right? It's not like you're suddenly super inferior or nothing. 

Apple Kid: …I was supposed to save the world.

Tali Mach: Oh this is going to be great. I have to wonder about ol' Haggar though. Wasn't he running to retake the Presidency from that douche nozzle Bidet. 

Larry Grim: He's actually rounding up members of the Mad Gear Gang right now, battling alongside Arremer X….in a mech suit. 

Tali Mach: That sounds awesome. Why aren't we watching that!?

Larry Grim: Because this is a wrestling show which is equally as awesome! 

Tali Mach: …I don't know about all that. 

Backstage

The camera feed suddenly cut to Gianna Rambaldi's phone via her TikTak app. She looked red in the face, as she fixed her hair, and put on makeup. She took several breaths and pushed what she thought was the record button, not realizing she was already recording. 

Gianna Rambaldi: Alright. I can cut this out later. I'm upset. They need to know I'm upset. Here we go. *clears throat* NOOOOOOOO! GRRRRR!!!! IT'S NOT FAIR! NOOOOO!! I DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW PEOPLE COULD VOTE FOR THE PERSON I DIDN'T VOTE FOR! HOW COULD YOU POSSIBLY THINK FOR YOURSELF! IT WAS HER TURRRRRN! SHE'S A WOMAN, SO SHE SHOULD BE PRESIDENT! NOOOOOOOOO!!!!! *sigh* Good, now they know that I'm upset about the election and could see my reaction to it, because feelings aren't something you keep to yourself anymore. 

2. Singles: Takumi Inui vs. Karasu 
-The air was tense as Takumi Inui faced off against the enigmatic dark warrior from Edo, Karasu. Takumi opened with a technical approach after a flick of the wrist, immediately going for a takedown and trying to control Karasu on the mat. Karasu countered with an elbow to Takumi’s jaw, breaking free and swaying as Takumi clutched his face. Takumi retaliated with a series of stiff kicks to Karasu’s midsection, pushing him back and taking control of the match. Karasu, however, had no intention of playing by the rules. He rolled out of the ring, ignoring the referee’s count as he grabbed a steel chair from ringside. Takumi kicked it out of his hand, and into the arms of the ref, whose vision was obscured long enough for Karasu to spray black mist. Takumi was blasted, but rolled out of the ring to try and wash it out of his eyes. This brought out Snakebite, Razorblade, and Troy, who joined in an assault on Takumi. EBW Champion Bashin Dan and Rama Raju ran out to make the save as the ref called for the DQ. 
Winner: Takumi Inui via DQ 

Larry Grim: No way! You hate to see a match end like that! 

Tali Mach: That happens too much, so don't say that or people will stop watching! 

Apple Kid: Is Takumi alright? Looks like he's got some water to wash it out! 

Tali Mach: Look, it's Swift on the big screen! It's funny seeing a man THAT angry on THAT big of a screen! Hehe. 

Swift: No! Nu-uh! That's not how we're doing this! Demon Boogie just ended, and we're ramping up to Hunter's Moon, the next big event, and I'm not going to have this show produce a wet fart, because the goth squad doesn't like to lose! EBW Champion Bashin Dan. Rama Raju, Takumi Inui will take SUFFER right there and now. Oh, you might be thinking the numbers don't add up, and they spell disaster for the champ's team? I think I know just the guy to even the odds.




3. 8-Man Tag: Bashin Dan/Rama Raju/Takumi Inui/Void vs. Karasu/Razorblade/Troy/Snakebite 
-The arena was electric as Bashin Dan, Rama Raju, Takumi Inui, and Void entered as a unified team, each bringing their own unique fighting style and energy to the ring. Their opponents, the nefarious SUFFER team of Karasu, Razorblade, Troy, and Snakebite, exuded a sinister confidence, clearly ready to take the fight to their adversaries. The two teams exchanged tense glances across the ring, and as the bell rang, it was clear that this was going to be a chaotic and high-stakes showdown. A still sore and blurry eyed Takumi Inui started things off against Troy, and the match quickly escalated as Takumi’s technical prowess clashed with Troy’s aggressive brawling style. Takumi tried to keep Troy grounded with a series of wristlocks and arm drags, but Troy powered out, delivering a spine-rattling clothesline that sent Takumi sprawling. Troy tagged in Snakebite, who immediately began working over Takumi with strikes and submissions, twisting his arm and targeting his shoulder in an attempt to neutralize his technical abilities. Takumi fought back and managed to roll away long enough to tag in Rama Raju, who entered with a flurry of strikes, his explosive energy shifting the momentum of the match. Rama engaged in a high-speed exchange with Snakebite, dazzling the crowd with a flying knee strike and a rapid series of chops. Snakebite, momentarily staggered, scrambled back to his corner and tagged in Karasu. Karasu and Raju faced off with intensity, and it quickly turned into a brutal exchange of strikes and counters. Karasu hit a vicious knee to Raju’s midsection, halting his momentum, and tried to lock in a guillotine choke. But Raju powered out of the hold, and he managed to tag in Void, who entered with a cold and methodical demeanor. Void and Karasu clashed, their similar dark styles making for a compelling and hard-hitting battle. Void showcased his versatility, using calculated kicks and a suplex that shook the ring. Karasu countered, but Void’s stoic resilience kept him in control, and he eventually forced Karasu to retreat to tag in Razorblade. When Razorblade entered, he brought a powerhouse energy to the ring, throwing Void across the mat with authority. It didn't seem to phase Void, but more mist from Karasu did though. Razorblade’s strength advantage looked overwhelming until Void made a quick escape to tag in Bashin Dan, who immediately raised the energy in the arena. The EBW Champion Bashin Dan came in with high-octane offense, hitting Razorblade with a flurry of punches and a textbook dropkick that sent him stumbling into the ropes. In the final moments, chaos erupted as all eight men spilled into the ring, and a brawl ensued, with bodies flying everywhere. Void managed to isolate Razorblade in the confusion, and with perfect timing, he executed the Chaos Theory into the pin. The referee slid in for the count, and as the crowd chanted along, his hand hit the mat for the three-count.
Winners: Bashin Dan/Rama Raju/Takumi Inui/Void[o] via Chaos Theory on Razorblade ->Pin 

Tali Mach: YEAH BABY! That's what I like to see! The Dream Team with the win! Booya! Something about that Void fella is still VERY familiar. 

Larry Grim: We know that Preacher Ra and The Auditor have some sort of dark, painful message they want to deliver to EBW, but Void continues to stand in the way. Never thought I'd see him fighting alongside the EBW Champion, as Bashin Dan looks over at him. Bashin Dan once eliminated Void from EBW, but we don't know who is under the mask this time. 

Tali Mach: He told you already. Void isn't a person. Void is an idea. Void is an undefinable element. Void is a way of life. 

Larry Grim:  I guess so! Well folks, buckle up for the next one, as the Metalbound Brotherhood is invading from Havok to challenge The Story for the World Team Championship Rings.

Apple Kid: I can't believe Orange Man is the President! 

Larry Grim: The question is, whom did they get to replace an injured CP Munk? We're about to find out.

Backstage

Colby Roads: Alright, everybody, listen up. The fans, the boys in the back, they all know we’ve got a big one tonight. A huge one. But, as y’all might know, our boy CP Munk—he took a nasty demon related stabbing at Demon Boogie. It’s a rough business, folks, and sometimes we gotta call in a new player.

LG Rod: Yeah, and we searched far and wide. It wasn’t easy, let me tell ya. We needed someone tough, someone with guts, and experience.

Randy no Kachi: Yeah… and available on short notice…

Colby Roads: But this guy—oh, he's more than that. A legend in the game. He's wrestled from one end of the country to the other and probably a few other countries too, though we’ll be honest, we don’t actually know. So, without further ado, let’s bring him in here. Introducing our newest World Team Champion Ring partner… "Dirty" Dick Wagner!

The camera zoomed in on a figure staggering toward them. Dick Wagner, wearing a very worn Ribera's jacket, his singlet barely visible beneath it, came into the frame. He had a can of beer in one hand, a bottle of painkillers sticking out of his pocket, and a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. He raised his hand in a victory sign, swaying slightly as he tried to focus on Colby, LG Rod, and Randy.

"Dirty" Dick Wagner: I gotta tell ya, it’s a hoot…an absolute hoot to be here with ya, yesiree. The Dickster is getting another run at the show! And I’ll have you know, ol’ Dirty Dick’s seen it all. From bingo halls to barnyards.  And tonight... we’re takin' that squared circle to school, ya dig? You know I wrestled your father! 

Colby Roads: That's, uh, that’s great, Dick. We're not talking about my father right now. He uh...he possessed me. You feelin' ready for the big match?

"Dirty" Dick Wagner: Ready? Am I ready? Kid, I was born ready. Imma rockin' and a rollin, struttin' and a strollin'! Back in the day, we didn’t have “ready”...we had “get in there, do the job, pop the marks, get 'em on their feet." Ya see, back in '8X, we’d wrestle five nights a week, drink ourselves into oblivion, and still be the first ones there in the morning to shoot the promos!

LG Rod: Uh, so…about tonight…think you’ll be able to keep up with…you know, the Metalbound Brotherhood? These guys are pretty dangerous.

"Dirty" Dick Wagner: Dangerous? Kid, I’ve wrestled men three times my size in double-wide cages, men who’d bite you ‘fore they’d wrestle ya, and I came out swingin’! Hell, I got scars from every man in the Midwest. So, dangerous? Please. Just keep an eye on the ref, keep the heat goin’, and lemme get these boys in a good ol’ hook, line, and sinker.

Randy no Kachi: Do you have any idea what he’s even talking about?

Colby Roads: Not…entirely, but look, he’s got experience! And CP was out, so…

"Dirty" Dick Wagner: And to you people out there, the marks who think ol’ Dirty Dick can’t hang? Well, I got news for ya. You’re lookin’ at the man who INVENTED the piledriver. Yeah, that’s right. When I dropped guys back in the day, we didn’t have no fancy moves. Just grit, guts, and a good heel hook. You might be wondering why ol' Dirty Dick ain't with the Crew? Well, Colby paid for the dirty thirty of Natty Lights, so I'm gonna down about half them gimmicks, hit a big boot, a lariat-O, and it's a 1-2-3, and a pay day for you and me!

LG Rod: Well, Dick, it’s good to have you on the team. I think, uh, we’re all pretty excited to see what you bring to the match.

"Dirty" Dick Wagner: You boys just watch. Tonight, we're takin' ‘em to the woodshed. They’ll be eating dirt before I’m done. And after I lay the hurt down, we’re all hittin' the bar. Drinks on me. [Looks directly at the camera] And to the Story... [points and slurs] you’re in for a whoopin' straight from the past, baby. Y'all won’t forget Dirty Dick Wagner! Let’s hit it!

Colby Roads: Well…there you have it, folks. Dirty Dick Wagner. Here to replace CP Munk, here to make history.

4. EBW World Team Championship Rings: Colby Roads(c)/Dick Wagner/LG Rod(c)/Randy no Kachi(c) vs. Ness/Magus/Subculture/Picky Minch
-With the World Team Championship Rings on the line, both teams were fired up. Colby Roads started off against Ness, and the two went back and forth with holds and counters, each trying to establish an early advantage. Ness eventually took control with a swift arm drag, grounding Colby before tagging in Magus. Magus and Subculture worked in tandem, isolating Colby and preventing him from making a tag and landing solid strikes. Colby made a desperate tag to "Dirty" Dick Wagner, who hit a chop to Subculture and played to the crowd like a territory 'rassler, but Subculture simply countered with a KO Punch that nearly cost The Story everything. The Metalbound Brotherhood’s teamwork kept the champions reeling, especially when Picky Minch delivered a massive Hagen to Dick, bringing the crowd to their feet, because of the damage done to Dick. Picky hit Dick, and Dick hurt from the Hagen. Hehe. In the final moments, Ness managed to hit Colby Roads with a PK Rockin’ Omega, a devastating finish that left Colby down for the count. The referee’s hand hit the mat for the 1-2-3, and the Metalbound Brotherhood were crowned the new EBW World Team Champions, giving the ring and control of The Storm to Havok. 
Winners: Ness[o]/Magus/Subculture/Picky Minch via PK Rockin' Omega  on Colby Roads -> Pin -> NEW EBW World Team Champions! 

Tali Mach: SON OF A- APPLE, KICK A TRASH CAN FOR ME! 

Apple Kid: Why Orange Kid? 

Tali Mach: No it's why Subculture, as in why did he win the Rings!? I'm totally fine with him plowing Tack's daughter, but for this? Why Subculture? *sigh* He comes to my house too much. I'm just realizing this…totally unrelated. 

Larry Grim: Well, I guess that means we'll be three hours long starting next week? Keep The Storm warm for us Renegades. We'll get it back! 

Tali Mach: Damn right we will!

5. CXJ Tag: El Hijo Del Kiva/Fray Tiburon vs. Johnny Starbound/Hooligan
-El Hijo Del Kiva and Fray Tiburon took on Johnny Starbound and Hooligan in this high-octane CXJ Tag match. Kiva and Starbound started off at an incredibly fast pace, exchanging arm drags and counters that had the audience roaring. Kiva’s agility allowed him to gain an early advantage, trapping Starbound in a quick pin attempt, which he kicked out of just in time. Fray Tiburon soon tagged in, bringing his powerhouse flair to the match. Hooligan stepped in and attempted to slow down the pace, grounding Tiburon with a brutal backbreaker. But Tiburon fought back, delivering a perfectly executed dive over the ropes to take down both Starbound and Hooligan on the outside. Of course that doesn't lead to a win, because you have to be IN the ring for that. The end came when Tiburon tagged back in later and hit Hooligan with a precision brainbuster on Hooligan, securing the pinfall and the victory for his team.
Winner: El Hijo Del Kiva/Fray Tiburon[o] via Brainbuster on Hooligan -> Pin

Johnny Starbound stood in the center of the ring, breathing heavily after the grueling CXJ tag team match where he and Hooligan had come up short against El Hijo Del Kiva and Fray Tiburon. He wiped sweat off his brow, picked up a microphone, and paced furiously, glaring out at the crowd. He’d had enough.

Johnny Starbound: Y’know what? I’m just gonna say it. I am sick of this. The CXJ Division? I don't belong here. Nah, nah, nah—Johnny Starbound does not belong down here, fighting in tag team matches with these juniors, trapped in this mess of a division, pretending this is where I belong! You all know it. I know it. Look up my name. Look at my history! I’m a former EWA World’s Heavyweight Champion! I’ve headlined arenas, I’ve fought the best, and beat the best! And now I’m stuck here, losing in matches to some punk kid—El Hijo Del Kiva, this “son of the great Kiva” or whatever he’s calling himself. This little upstart, he comes in here pretending to be his Dad, so he's a liar! Even then, he's popular and he's a flying high and what—he gets the win? Nah, I’m not buyin’ it. Not for a second!  I don’t know who this Johnny-come-lately thinks he is, struttin’ around like he’s hot stuff, but I’ve been here, I’ve done this, and I’m not about to let some masked wannabe make his name at my expense! You're a Johnny come lately, but I'm the Johnny come....always....here! I was here first! Listen up, Kiva Jr., or whatever you’re calling yourself—I’m gonna get to the bottom of you and your “legacy.” Because there’s only one true Johnny in that ring, only one real star, and his name is Johnny Starbound! You hear that? The real deal, the headliner!

Larry Grim: Well there you have it. Johnny Starbound is a man on a mission. But noooow-

Tali Mach: PT gets to batter that *bleep* Tack Angel! YEAH! 

Larry Grim: It's main event time. Let's check it out! Right Apple?

Apple Kid: …Orange Man….President. 

Larry Grim: I think he's broken. Let's go with the maaaaaaain event!

6. Singles: Tack Angel vs. Magnum PT
-The highly anticipated main event between Tack Angel and Magnum PT began with a surge of intensity, as the crowd buzzed in anticipation. Tack Angel, radiating arrogance and contempt, taunted the crowd with disdainful sneers, visibly feeding off their boos. Magnum PT, however, was all business, maintaining a cool focus as he entered the ring, his intense gaze never wavering from Tack. The bad blood between these two competitors was palpable; this match wasn’t just about skill—it was personal. As the bell rang, Tack took an early advantage by launching a preemptive kick to Magnum’s midsection, using his underhanded tactics to set the tone for the match. Tack wasted no time, laying into Magnum with a rapid series of forearms, driving him back into the corner. With Magnum temporarily stunned, Tack arrogantly threw his arms out to the crowd, receiving an eruption of jeers in response. Tack grinned, reveling in the disdain, but he had underestimated Magnum's resilience. Seizing the moment, Magnum countered with a brutal elbow strike to Tack’s jaw, turning the tables instantly. Magnum then unleashed a powerful series of suplexes, showcasing his raw strength and relentless precision. He lifted Tack effortlessly for a gut-wrenching Hagen suplex, then followed with a snap suplex and a perfectly executed vertical suplex, slamming Tack hard onto the mat. The impact left Tack writhing on the canvas, and Magnum went for an early pin attempt, but Tack barely managed to get his shoulder up at two. Despite the punishment, Tack was far from finished. He rallied with a calculated low dropkick to Magnum's knee, bringing the mullet man down a level. With Magnum weakened, Tack targeted the knee with ruthless efficiency, twisting and slamming it into the mat, weakening Magnum's base. Tack then transitioned into a single-leg Summer Crab, bending Magnum's leg at an agonizing angle as he leaned back, adding more pressure. Magnum clenched his fists, his face contorted in pain, but he refused to tap, slowly dragging himself toward the ropes. Tack kept fighting him, so PT got creative and flicked mullet sweat at the Star Prince, sending him into an unfocused rage. The crowd erupted PT finally reached the bottom rope, forcing Tack to break the hold. Tack, visibly frustrated, escalated his offense, yanking Magnum up by the hair, wiping his hand on the ref, and delivering a sharp knee strike to the face. He followed up with a spinning heel kick. Magnum fought back and set up for the Mustache Ride, but Tack hit a low blow to halt his intentions. Tack lifted Magnum for his signature move, CLUTCHING the WRIST, setting up for the move with a malicious grin. But Magnum, with sheer grit, countered mid-air, wrenching his arm free and landing a brutal back elbow that staggered Tack. With adrenaline surging, Magnum unleashed a powerhouse offense, rallying the crowd as he hit Tack with a spine-rattling lariat, sending Tack flipping backward. Magnum then hoisted Tack into a devastating powerbomb, slamming him down and going for another pin. The crowd counted along, but Tack barely kicked out at the last second, leaving Magnum visibly frustrated but determined. In the final stretch, both men were visibly exhausted but unwilling to relent. Tack, with a last burst of energy, caught Magnum off guard with a surprise enzuigiri, dazing him. Taking full advantage, Tack hit a hard head kick before once again CLUTCHING the WRIST, and dropped PT with the Angel Driver. 1-2-3. The Star Prince barely survived his encounter with Magnum PT. 
Winner: Tack Angel via Head Kick x Wrist Clutch Angel Driver -> Pin

After the match Tack Angel picked PT up again and CLUTCHED the WRIST! Makoto Kino ran out to try and get Tack to stop, but Mamoru blocked her path. Usagi came out as well, and the focus was drawn over there. As Tack prepared to lift PT, Geoff Garrett rolled into the ring to a huge pop and once again blasted Tack with a guitar, before hitting the Jackie Fargo strut and rolling away with PT before Mamoru and the beaten members of The Story could get to them. 

Larry Grim: Wow! This war between Tack Angel and his former best good friends of the Weekend Wrecking Crew is far from over! We have The Story involved too, as well as the Sensations, and the 3Queens stable of Erica, Women's Champion Queen Beryl, and Rambaldi. 

Tali Mach: All of this because one man couldn't handle long hair with no side burns, cause it reminded him of his family or something or whatever. 

Apple Kid: Orange Man…..bad?

Tali Mach: Uh-oh. 

Larry Grim: Goodnight everybody! 

Trevor Mach drove through the streets of Fourside, his battered truck rumbling like an ancient beast on its last legs. Ahead, the neon sign of the Topalla Theater glowed dimly in the fog. It had an opulent front, dressed up with gilded trimmings and art deco lights, but anyone in the know knew the truth—the real action was downstairs, beneath the veneer, where the real high rollers gathered for blood. Trevor parked his truck, wincing as he swung his legs out. His last fight—Demon Boogie's cage match—had left him bruised and broken, and the dull ache across his ribs flared as he took a step forward. He squared his shoulders, though, letting none of the pain show as he made his way up to the double doors of the theater. The doorman stood sentinel, arms crossed, eyes cold. When Trevor approached, he didn’t move, just glared with suspicion until Trevor leaned in close and muttered the words.

Trevor Mach: Blue Velvet

The doorman’s expression shifted from wary to understanding, and he gave a sharp nod, then stepped aside, revealing a door at the side of the theater that looked like part of the wall. Trevor stepped through and followed a dimly lit hallway that wound down narrow stairs, his footsteps echoing in the silence. The walls seemed to tighten around him as he descended, but finally, he reached the basement level. Here, the smells of sweat, smoke, and adrenaline washed over him. A steel door awaited, with a tiny viewing window at eye level. The slot slid open, revealing another pair of eyes.

Guard: Trevor Mach? Heard you got laid up after that cage match. Thought you’d be laid up for a month.

Trevor Mach: Guess I’m a fast healer.

The guard gave a nod, as if that was answer enough, and with a groaning creak, the door opened. The underground arena was cavernous, lit by glaring overhead lights that bathed the ring in the center with a sickly yellow glow. Bleachers stretched in a wide circle around it, filled with gamblers, hustlers, and those who relished the raw violence of the place. The low hum of anticipation mixed with the barked orders of bookies taking last-minute bets. And standing in the center, waiting like a spider in his web, was the owner—a man everyone called Vic Torius. Vic Torius was a tall, wiry man with a slicked-back mane of salt-and-pepper hair and a face that seemed to smirk even when he wasn’t smiling. He wore a velvet suit that was as garish as it was expensive, and a gaudy gold chain lay against the open collar of his shirt. He saw Trevor immediately, and his smirk widened into a full grin as he approached.

Vic Torious: Trevor Mach! The man, the myth, the legend! You look a little rough! 

Trevor Mach: I’ve had worse.

Vic Torious: And yet here you are, banged up and asking for more. Must be desperate.

Trevor Mach: I’m here to fight, Vic. And I’ll put up something no one’s ever dared to offer before.

Vic Torious: Oh? What could the infamous Trevor Mach possibly have left to put on the line?

Trevor Mach: The VBW Championship. Anyone who can beat me tonight gets it.

The murmurs around them grew louder, and even Vic’s ever-present smirk slipped, just for a second. The VBW Championship was perfect for the underground circles. A symbol of indomitable grit, of sheer endurance and ruthlessness in and out of  the ring.

Vic Torious: Now you’ve got my attention, Trevor. But look at you—you’re held together by a thread. I’d have to be mad to let you go in like this.”

Trevor Mach: I'm willing to bet you’ve let worse fighters in with less to lose. Let me in the ring, Vic. I’m not here to save face. I’m here to fight, and anyone who thinks they can take the title from me is welcome to try.

Vic Torious: If you’re that eager to get yourself mangled, who am I to say no? But remember, Mach, once you’re in, there’s no calling it off.

Trevor Mach: You gotta pay if you want to play.

With a final nod, Vic waved to one of his assistants, who darted off to arrange the match. Trevor glanced at the ring, then at the cheering crowd as word of the new fight spread like wildfire. They knew they were about to see a battle they wouldn’t forget. As he walked toward the locker room to get ready, Trevor heard Vic call out after him.

Vic Torious: Good luck, champ. You might just need it tonight.

-

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In the dimly lit basement of the arena, shadows stretched across the walls, dancing with the flicker of the lone, buzzing light above. Ripper Jane stalked back and forth, her steps sharp and uneven, muttering half-formed words that only made sense to her fractured mind. Her eyes, ringed in dark circles, darted around the room, as if the walls themselves were closing in. Rufus Poochyfud, slick and conniving as ever, watched her with a mix of irritation and a hint of sympathy. He crossed his arms, trying to find the patience to deal with whatever wild thoughts were rattling around in Jane’s mind.

Rufus Poochyfud: Jane. Oh Jane. Your head’s all screwed up! Look at yourself. You don’t know what the hell you’re doing anymore!

She stopped her pacing and whipped around to face him, her eyes narrowing. 

Ripper Jane: I KNOOOOOW!

Rufus Poochyfud: No, you don’t, Jane. Listen to me—if you don’t show up for the #1 Contenders bout, you’re out. Gone. Fined and fired, understand? And if you so much as dodge Hope Mach for a single second in that ring, you and Hope both get the boot.

A crazed laugh escaped her lips, loud and broken. 

Ripper Jane: Hope… Hope Mach… She saved me, Rufus. Saved me from going up in flames…

Rufus Poochyfud: So what? You think you owe her something? Is that it?

Ripper Jane: The burns, Rufus… they didn’t save me from the burns. They weren’t there then.

Rufus sighed, impatient but not entirely unsympathetic. 

Rufus Poochyfud: So you’ve been burned. It’s wrestling, Jane. We all get burned.

Ripper Jane: No. You don’t understand. It was the fire that drove me mad. All that pain… all that screaming. And no one to pull me out, not until it was almost too late. Hehe....hahaha....that's when the darkness crept in! 

Rufus Poochyfud: Get it together, or leave! Because if you’re in that ring, I don’t care if it’s Hope, or anyone else—you fight, rip, tear, or you’re done. Do you hear me?

Jane’s mouth twisted into a twisted grin, her fingers twitching against the burn scars on her arms. 

Ripper Jane: Oh, I hear you, Rufus. But do you hear me? The fire's still there, burning me up every second. And Hope? She’s just one more spark away from going down with me.

Rufus shook his head, exasperated, but he had said his piece. He turned and disappeared into the shadows, leaving Ripper Jane alone with her scars and her madness in the flickering light, pacing, whispering, and preparing to face her demons once again.




Tommy Dukes: Welcome to the home of the Renegades! So much so it's CALLED Renegade Arena! We're LIVE for Havok, and the journey to Hunter's Moon begins, and have you heard the news? 

Nerma: It's being held in Smalltown? That's the hometown of Trevor and Tali Mach! You better believe I heard! I had a glass I held up to the door so I could listen in! That's got to be a shot at them and the Metalbound Brotherhood after what happened at Demon Boogie! 

Tommy Dukes: Yeah they shouldn't have read from the Necronomicon. 

Nerma: I meant the other thing. 

Tommy Dukes: Sal Paradise returned to HELP Boomtown defeat Cade Yaggis for the World Championship! Our ACE was screwed over when Boomtown and Sal shocked the world. You know Rufus Poochyfud has to be all smiles right now. 

Rufus Poochfud: Oh I am. 

Tommy Dukes: AH! 

Nerma: You have zero sensory awareness Tom Tom. 

Rufus Poochyfud: I'm thrilled with everything that happened! I mean, I'm in charge of the brand! My chosen hero is the World and Television Champions. He's got both of 'em! I got the World Tag Team Champions! I got the best team that money can buy, and I now have…Paradise. Hahaha! How sweet it is! Living my best life right now. Even a Metalbound Brotherhood win plays out in my favor. We got the World Team Rings back in the Havok camp, and it's only a matter of time until I put together a team to take them OFF of the fake Metal Rush, so it can belong to the true Metal Rush, and we can bring back Metal Storm! Haha! I'm so thrilled with our NEW World Champion too! Boomtown! The young prodigy. The Metal Rush Savior! In fact, I think he's got something he wants to say right now.

Backstage

Boomtown stood alone in a dimly lit corner, two title belts—his World Championship and Television Championship—draped over his broad shoulders. He glanced around, then held the World Championship in front of him, squinting his eyes as if listening closely.

Boomtown: Yeah, that's what I thought you'd say. You think I’m unstoppable too, huh?

He raised an eyebrow and shifted his gaze to the Television Championship.

Boomtown: Oh, don’t get jealous now, TV Title! You’re just as proud to be right here, right? Front row seat on the shoulder of the fastest rising star in wrestling history like me! That’s right, you oughta be proud!

Boomtown grinned, smirking as if his championships just paid him the highest compliment.

Boomtown: Y’see, these babies know what it’s like to be around greatness! They get to go places nobody else’s titles go. Next time, we’re coming out on the back of the tank, both of these beauties strapped right here, showing the world who holds the gold! The crowd’s gonna roar, and there’s gonna be fireworks and fists flyin’—it’s gonna be mayhem!

Boomtown leaned in, adjusting his grip on the titles as if they're nodding along with him.

Boomtown: But it’s all worth it because these championships know they’re held by the best—by Boomtown! And come match night, there’s nothin’ I won’t do to keep it that way, and you know who I have to thank for all of this success? All of you. You made Cade believe he could beat me, and that confidence was his undoing. I was just a punk kid nepo baby right? Riding in here, literally on a tank, and a real one, not a jeep with a confetti spooter or a little go cart. You bought everything I said and did from one moment to the next. Because of me FOUR championships are now with Metal Rush, the REAL Metal Rush. I've done more for Metal Rush than that bozo Ness. Sorry Paula, but your husband has lost it, but don't worry, I found it, dusted it off, polished it up, and made it mine. I also have another very special friend I want to thank. Sal Paradise. I mean, you all loved him SO MUCH, but who do you think taught me what I knew? In just one calendar year, I've been a World Tag Team Champion, Television Champion, and now I'm the World Champion! I'm the pinnacle. I'm as good as it's ever going to get, cause you can't do better than what I've done. You don't get better than who I am.

He pointed a finger directly at the camera, titles gleaming.

Boomtown: So buckle up, boys, ‘cause we’re just getting started! And when I’m rolling through on that tank with these babies? There ain’t a soul in that ring who can stand in my way! Boomtown OUT!

-

Rufus Poochyfud: Hahaha! You love it right? Tell me you love it! 

Nerma: …..

Tommy Dukes: I uh…

Rufus Poochyfud: It's GO time! I want my show off and running! We're opening things with Bushido Rules! That's the Mach favorite right? Well why not use a Mach then. A DYNAMIC Mach! Picky Minch, I didn't give you any notice, and I'm sure you're not stretched or warmed up, but do I care? Get out here and face the consequences of your actions against DYNAMIC Dougie Mach!

EBW: Havok
Renegade Arena, Saturn City
ENT

1. Bushido Rules Singles: Picky Minch vs. Dougie Mach 
-Dougie Mach walked into this Bushido Rules match against Picky Minch looking focused and determined, knowing he had a point to prove since casting off his relationship with Rhea Rampage and betraying his cousin to join Metal Rush. The match began with a cautious feeling-out process, with both men exchanging powerful kicks and testing each other's resilience. Picky used his striking game to push Dougie back, landing heavy blows that forced Dougie to shift his strategy. The turning point came when Dougie evaded a high kick from Picky, securing a takedown that quickly transitioned into a ground-and-pound barrage. As Picky attempted to regain control, Dougie displayed his grappling expertise by locking in a devastating Triangle Choke. Picky struggled to break free, but Dougie tightened the hold, leaving the referee with no choice but to call the match via stoppage as Picky faded, unable to continue.
Winner: Dougie Mach via Triangle Choke -> Referee Stoppage 

The crowd was still buzzing from Dougie Mach's ruthless win over Picky Minch as he stepped into the spotlight, microphone in hand, a dark intensity simmering in his eyes. The crowd jeered, but Dougie seemed unfazed, his focus sharp as a blade.

Dougie Mach: You all saw it. You saw what happens when you pull out the knife, sink it deep between the shoulder blades, and twist. I did it to him. I stabbed my own cousin Trevor, because I needed to—I had to.

He took a deep breath, the frustration of years seething behind his eyes.

Dougie Mach: For too long, I was a nobody. A loser, a shadow... living in the constant glow of the Mach name. But there was a time, way back, when Havok was first unleashed on the wrestling world, when I was more than just Trevor’s cousin. I was the best. I had the fire, the power, and I was ruthless. And somewhere along the way, I let that go. I lost that fire—lost me.

Dougie ran his fingers through his dreads, a slow grin spreading across his face as he looked out at the crowd.

Dougie Mach: So yeah, I tapped into that monster in my blood. That cursed, venomous Mach instinct that never lets you walk away from a fight. I wanted it back—no, I needed it back. And if that means becoming a Judas, stabbing my own blood in the back to reclaim what I lost, then so be it. Heather knew it. She knew what it took to get to the top, even if that meant selling out her own family. That’s what it takes to survive in this business! That's what it takes to survive THIS LIFE!

The crowd erupted with boos, but Dougie raised his voice, drowning them out.

Dougie Mach: You see, that Mach Curse… it’s real. But instead of running from it, I embraced it. And now, I am no longer the Dougie you remember. I’m more. I’m the Dougie who won’t flinch, won’t hesitate to do what needs to be done. I’m Dynamic once again, and I’ve reclaimed my balls, my dignity. There’s no going back, and there’s no stopping me now.

He held his arms out wide, as if inviting the crowd’s disdain, basking in the noise.

Dougie Mach: So if you’re looking for that old Dougie Mach, that sad, pitiful loser? You can keep looking, ‘cause he’s gone! The monster’s awake, the beast is back, and every single one of you better be ready for what comes next.

-

Tommy Dukes: Wow, Dougie is-

Rufus Poochfyud: Dynamic right?!

Tommy Dukes: Ah! You're still here?! 

Rufus Poochyfud: It's my show! Of course I'm still here! 

Nerma: Please try looking to your sides. 

Rufus Poochyfud: I've got work to do, so I'll be leaving NOW, so you two better shape up, because Havok is going to keep changing under my regime, and under the careful watch of my braintrust in the Princess and Schala. You two…could easily be replaced. Have a great show. 

Tommy Dukes: ….

Nerma: You're screaming inside aren't you? 

Tommy Dukes: Huh? I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you. I was screaming inside. 

Nerma: Oh dear.

Tommy Dukes: I'm just glad he's gone, but in his place, someone put this giant box. 

Nerma: Oh no. 

Tommy Dukes: I wonder what's insi-

Nerma: Tommy don't! 

Who Else But Zane: BOO! 

Tommy Dukes: AAAAAAHHHH!!!

Who Else But Zane: YOU JUST GOT ZANED! Who else but Zane?! HAHAHA!

Nerma: …So is that guy a wrestler or what?

2. Women's World #1 Contender 4-Way: Hope Mach vs. Wendy Mustang vs. Rhea Rampage vs. Ripper Jane 
-This four-way match for the Women’s World #1 Contender spot was chaotic from the outset, with each competitor coming in with something to prove. Hope Mach and Wendy Mustang formed a temporary alliance, showcasing incredible tandem offense on Ripper Jane, who Hope talked into attacking her, with a slap to the face and a demand to fight it out. Rhea Rampage waited for her chance to strike. The alliance between Hope and Wendy broke down as expected, with both eager to climb the ladder toward the title shot. Ripper Jane was nearly out of the match after a punishing double suplex from Hope and Wendy, but she surprised Hope with a bite to the forehead, taking her outside to throw hands, but each attack was met with an unhinged apology. It was Rhea Rampage who capitalized on the chaos. She bided her time and waited until Wendy attempted a LARIAT-O, only to counter it with her Rip Tide. With perfect timing, Rhea pinned Wendy for the hard-earned victory and celebrated her new #1 Contender status, promising to finally end things against Heather Mach. 
Winner: Rhea Rampage via Rip Tide on Wendy Mustang -> Pin 

Rhea Rampage: Heather Mach! Yeah, I’m talking to you! You remember our little spat, don’t you? That so-called “feud” we had over some guy? It was petty, and it was stupid, I know that now! You try to rock a ginger's world, and his creepy cousin gets all defensive! Southtown isn't THAT far south ya know? He's a loser who wasn’t worth my time. And wouldn’t you know it, he turned out to be just as much of a backstabbing bitch as you did.

The crowd reacted with shock, while cheering Rhea’s brutal honesty. She paced the ring, building momentum, each word sharper than the last.

Rhea Rampage: But this? This isn’t about Dougie anymore. He can shove a Dynamic Dildo up his ass as far as I'm concerned. I'm sick of this garbage! This isn’t about some guy or whatever drama he brought along with him. This, Heather, this is serious. This is between you and me, no one else. I’ve had enough of the games, the backstabs, and the cheap shots. This is about the two of us, right here, right now, and I’m ready to settle it once and for all.

Rhea paused, then looked dead into the camera with a fierce determination.

Rhea Rampage: You want to prove that Mach name means something? Then come prove it! Because I’m willing to put everything on the line to end this. If you beat me, Heather, if you somehow pull off the win, then I’ll do it—I’ll leave Havok. I’ll walk out of here, out of this company, out of this entire division. So what’s it gonna be, Heather? Are you ready to face me without any excuses, without any strings attached, and with everything on the line? I’m done with the past, with the petty grudges. This? This is the real deal. So you better bring everything you’ve got, because if you don’t, I’m gonna bury this feud once and for all—with or without you in my way.

3. Tag: Zyro Kurogane/Dragon Shiryu vs. Jackson Kain/Mav Valentine
-Zyro Kurogane and Dragon Shiryu, known for their newfound teamwork and synergy, brought their A-game against the superstar team of Jackson Kain and Mav Valentine. Zyro opened the match with his signature blend of speed and power, keeping Jackson on the defensive. Jackson and Mav mounted a comeback using tandem offense, and a sweet double Shadow Kick, trapping Dragon Shiryu in their corner and cutting off the ring to isolate him from Zyro. Despite taking a beating, Dragon rallied with a burst of energy, dodging Mav’s attempted clothesline to make the hot tag to Zyro, who entered like a whirlwind. Zyro took Jackson Kain down with a stunning series of kicks and sealed the deal with his Straight Jacket Hagen maneuver on Jackson, pinning him for the win. 
Winners: Zyro Kurogane[o]/Dragon Shiryu via Straight Jacket Hagen on Jackson Kain -> Pin

Tommy Dukes: Zyro K and Dragon Shiryu with the win! Wow! 

Nerma: They are quite a powerhouse team! They are extending their hands to Jackson and Mav Valentine, the free agents that have jumped to Havok! We may have a new force forming in EBW that Rufus Poochyfud may regret.
 
4. Lady Renegades Tag: Heather Mach/Paula vs. Christy Angel/Alison Chains
-This Mach/Angel infused tag match was personal, as new Women's World Champion Heather Mach and Paula clashed with the Gamer Girlz. Both teams fought with relentless intensity. Heather and Christy were the showcase, as Heather kept picking a fight with the introverted cringe master, taking turns delivering brutal offense to each other. Paula and Alison brought their own distinct styles to the mix, with Paula showing her grappling skills and Alison countering with whatever it was she was trying to accomplish at any given moment. I can't pretend to know the strategy. The turning point arrived when Paula outmaneuvered Christy with a surprise takedown, only for Christy to reverse into a pin attempt. Paula escaped and locked Christy in the Sharpshooter. With "Judas Wolf" Heather Mach keeping Alison Chains on the outside, Christy had no choice but to tap out. 
Winners: Heather Mach/Paula[o] via Sharpshooter on Christy Angel -> Submission 

Orange Man Election Headquarters

Orange Man: Thank you, thank you, everybody. What an incredible crowd we have here tonight—some of the best people in the world. I know great crowds, I know a lot about great crowds, and let me tell you, this crowd is absolutely tremendous. And it should be, because tonight we're talking about a movement, folks—a movement to Make Eagleland Wrestling Again!

The audience broke into applause, with some fans even chanting “M-E-W-A! M-E-W-A!” Orange Man nodded approvingly, soaking it in.

Orange Man: Now look, let’s be honest here—wrestling in Eagleland used to be the best. The absolute best. You all know it, I know it. Wrestling was spectacular, but then the so-called “leaders” in this country let it fall apart. They didn’t care about wrestling fans; they didn’t care about hard-working wrestlers. But now? Now we’re bringing it back, and we’re bringing it back bigger and better than ever before.

The crowd erupted again, and Orange Man held up a hand to quiet them, leaning into the microphone with a glint in his eye.

Orange Man: Here’s what we’re going to do, folks. Under my administration, we’re going to pass massive tax cuts for wrestling promotions, okay? That’s right. Tremendous tax cuts, folks. We’re going to create powerful financial incentives, so we attract the very best talent. We’re going to make it so that every promotion, every wrestler, has the chance to shine right here in Eagleland, and they’re going to thank us. You’ll see.

He paused, soaking in the cheers and nodding with a serious, almost statesman-like expression.

Orange Man: And to help me do that, I picked a guy who’s strong, who’s smart, and who’s got the biggest, most powerful pecs you’ve ever seen. The man’s got incredible pecs, folks. Ladies and gentlemen, my friend, my ally, and your Vice President of Eagleland... Mike Thunder!

The crowd roared as Mike Thunder walked onto the stage. He stood next to Orange Man, who clapped him on the shoulder.

Orange Man: Now, Mike here, he’s got something to say. And believe me, folks, you’re going to want to hear it. Mike, show ‘em what we’ve got.

Mike Thunder: Eagleland! I’ve got Eagleland in every ounce of me! Every muscle, every heartbeat—it’s all for you! These are the Strong Tits of Eagleland, and they’re here to make wrestling strong again!

The crowd chanted “Strong Tits! Strong Tits!” as Orange Man raised a hand.

Orange Man: That’s right, folks. Together, we’re not just going to make wrestling great again. We’re going to make it the best it's ever been. Eagleland, wrestling is coming back stronger than ever! And it’s all thanks to you—the people.

Backstage

The camera cut backstage where Cade Yaggis was pacing, his face contorted with frustration and determination. He stopped, glaring straight into the lens as if Boomtown and Sal Paradise were standing right in front of him.

Cade Yaggis: Boomtown... Sal... I want some answers. Sal, you used to stand for something real, something raw, a man who clawed his way back from the depths to reclaim the dignity you lost. So tell me—what was the price? What did it cost to throw all that away? Was it worth it to hold Boomtown’s belt over your own values?

Cade clenched his fists, taking a deep breath to steady himself, his voice low but brimming with intensity.

Cade Yaggis: I’d been chasing that World Championship, and I made 2024 the year of Cade Yaggis. From winning Rumble City to dethroning Ness at the Saturn Dome, all the way until now. This was my year, so you'll forgive me for being a little EDGY and UPSET about getting screwed. But Hunter’s Moon is coming, and I want my shot, Boomtown. I don’t care what you put in front of me; I don’t care what it takes. I want that title around my waist again, and this time, I’m going to make sure there’s nothing left standing in my way. You hear me, Boomtown? You and Sal better be ready, because I’m not stopping until I get my match... and until I get that championship.

Yaggis gave one final, defiant glare before storming off, leaving no doubt he’s prepared to tear down anything in his path to the title.




 5. 6-Man Tag: Cade Yaggis/Ness/Magus vs. Boomtown/Hotlanta/Generator
-Main event time, and the six-man tag bout was a high-octane showdown featuring a clash of styles. Cade, Ness, and Magus came in with a strategic game plan, using their technical skills to control the tempo, with Cade wanting to get another piece of Boomtown, after what he and Sal Paradise did to cost him the World Championship at Demon Boogie. World and Television Champion Boomtown, however, was a force to be reckoned with, using his momentum, overwhelming confidence, and raw power to plow through their coordinated attacks. World Tag Team Champions Hotlanta and Generator worked seamlessly, keeping Cade isolated and preventing him from tagging in his partners. When Magus finally tagged in, he exploded with energy, targeting Generator with a flurry of strikes. Cade tagged back in later, but just in time for Sal Paradise to rush down to the ring and blindside Cade once again, leading to him stumbling into another Here Comes the Boom! from Boomtown for the 1-2-3. 
Winners: Boomtown[o]/Hotlanta/Generator via Here Comes the Boom! on Cade Yaggis -> Pin

Tommy Dukes: Unreal! Sal Paradise AGAIN costs Cade Yaggis in a fight against Boomtown! The new "pinnacle" of wrestling as he likes to call himself. 

Nerma: He brings the BOOM with that finish though, and continues to amaze with his rise to the top. The youth movement in EBW always produces super rookies, the cream of the crop. They tend to either burn out, fade away, or cement themselves the way Cade Yaggis has. It's a mystery so far as to what lies in store for Boomtown, but I imagine it's going to be a wild ride nonetheless. He's the World AND Television Champion, standing with the World Tag Team Champions. Renegades, Poochyfud's Metal Rush is on a roll, no doubt about it. We'll see you on The Storm, because YES, we DO have it now! HAHAHA! BYE!

Backstage

As Rufus Poochyfud was leaving, he found himself face to face with a sight he wasn't ready for. The returning Red Shirts Saxon and Novus, and the EBW President Swift. 

Rufus Poochyfud: Well, you brought the "big guns" for this one eh? To what do I owe the honor? Is this something you and "The Rumble" took part in? I'm not him.

Swift: No, he was a son of a bitch, BUT he had the nuts to face me eye to eye when the need called for it, and the need *bleep*ing calls for it! You want to play games and snag up Kain and Valentine when you KNOW I was working on a contract extension. 

Rufus Poochyfud: Hey, I wanted them for Metal Rush. They said no and now they're standing opposed to me. Can't see why. I have such a nice smile. Doesn't matter. They push merch, we get a cut of the movie profits when they take off, and they're good for ratings. I look forward to crushing them. 

Swift: Well, the powers that be have decided that this war for Brand Supremacy might need a shake up. They saw that and it gave them an idea. You better be ready, because a draft is on the horizon. 

Rufus Poochyfud: ….

Swift: Yeah, that's the look I was hoping for. Hehehe.

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Mrs. Xtra: Hello everyone! It's me, Mrs. Xtra! I don't even know what brand I'm on anymore, but I do know one thing. Hunter's Moon is coming, and it's coming to Smalltown! The first ever big event taking place right in the Mach backyard, and it's going to have a heavy Mach influence, but in the form of the twin backstabbers Dougie Mach and Women's World Champion Heather Mach! Can we also confirm the challenge Trevor Mach received from Boz? Apparently so! We have received word that Trevor Mach has participated in a tournament of some sorts. Rumors are swirling, but he's definitely busy with something, but word got to him of the challenge, and while he has his own agendas regarding the fight with Poochyfud and his Metal Rush, he's happy to accept the fight. With that, we actually have a FULL CARD for Hunter's Moon! Let's check it out!

EBW: Hunter's Moon 2024
Smalltown Square, Smalltown
ENN+/ENT+

1. Havok - Women's World Tag Team Championships: Jenny James(c)/Jessy James(c) vs. Hope Mach/Ripper Jane
2. Havok - Singles: Trevor Mach vs. Boz 
3. Xcite - EBW Women's #1 Contender Battle Royale: Usagi Tsukino vs. Erica vs. Cherry Akintola vs. Makoto Kino vs. Gianna Rambaldi vs. Christina Angel vs. Rei Hino vs. Tracy 
4. Xcite - EBW Championship: Bashin Dan(c) vs. TBA
5. Havok - 6-Man Tag: Ness/Magus/? vs. Dougie Mach/Poo/Crono 
6. Havok - Women's World Championship: Heather Mach(c) vs. Rhea Rampage 
7. Xcite - Custody Ladder Match: Tack Angel vs. Geoff Garrett 
8. Havok - World Championship First Blood: Boomtown(c) vs. Cade Yaggis 

Mrs. Xtra: That's right, you're not seeing things. Apparently things have escalated behind the scenes with Double G and Tack Angel, so much so that they're now fighting for the custody of children, who are already too old for it to matter? I guess it's the right to be the true #1 Dad? The Star Prince wants to remove Geoff Garrett from every facet of his life, so I guess that's what it has come to. We also know that Boomtown HAS accepted the rematch with Cade Yaggis, after Yaggis beat Grind on The Storm, but he has set the conditions. It's going to be a First Blood match. You can also see that for the Metal Rush vs. Metal Rush 6-Man tag, that Ness and Magus have an unknown partner. If it were Subculture or Picky that wouldn't be a mystery, so who do they have? I'm just upset my husband isn't on the card. I'm married to Mav Valentine you know? He and Jackson Kain might not have beaten Kurogane or Shiryu but, they-

Dr. Pin A. Colada: Have you seen them?! 

Mrs. Xtra: Huh? Who?

Dr. Pin A. Colada: The girls! The ones that were there when I vanquished the evil Kidney Stone villain that I hate! I hate them! I just hate them so much! 

Mrs. Xtra: What are you talking about? 

Dr. Pin A. Colada: Look, I come from a world where I might have accidentally created the biggest affront to God in human history. The Kidney Stone Army. They were monsters that tried to do horrible things like live amongst us, but no WAY was I going to let that happen! I formed a group of Sodarangers to help me combat the evil evil EVIL VILE EVIL forces, but now that they've invaded THIS WORLD, I'm going to need a NEW TEAM! 

Mrs. Xtra: Why don't you just use the old team?

Dr. Pin A. Colada: Well see that's the thing, they're all dead. 

Mrs. Xtra: What?! I'm so sorry! What happened? 

Dr. Pin A. Colada: Well my team of Soda Jerks started to believe that we could possibly co-exist, after one of them started fornicating with one of the Kidney Stone monsters. THEY'RE A MISTAKE! I let it happen so I could examine the results for science, but then it was time to put them down. 

Mrs. Xtra: You beat them in battle? 

Dr. Pin A. Colada. No, I locked them in the garage and let the exhaust from my buick do the rest. 

Mrs. Xtra: WHAT THE *bleep*!?

Dr. Pin A. Colada: THEY WERE INFECTED!

Special Press Conference

At a press conference, the lights dimmed, an ethereal atmosphere settled over the audience, filled with the anticipation of an announcement that was bound to change the course of Tack Angel's life. The theme of "Star Prince" echoed through the space, and Tack emerged, his cosmic-themed ring gear adorned with silver and blue that shimmered under the lights like stardust. The audience erupted into jeers and boos as he confidently strode out, hand-in-hand with Queen Beryl, whose gown, encrusted with dark crystals, flowed around her like a shadow.

Tack grinned and raised a microphone, the excitement palpable in his voice as he called out.

Tack Angel: Alright, everyone! Hunter’s Moon is right around the corner, and I know you’re all waiting to see what THE STAR PRINCE has planned next. Well, I've got some news. After I defeat Geoff Garrett, Queen Beryl and I are going to be married!

A mix of anger and confusion rose from the crowd. Some fans gasped while others booed, loyal to Tack’s former love and his tumultuous romantic history. Beryl took the mic from Tack with an ice-cold smile, her gaze sweeping the crowd with an intimidating intensity.

Queen Beryl: The Star Prince and I are not merely joining in matrimony; we are sealing a bond forged by the universe itself. Together, we will ascend beyond the limits of this world, and nothing—not man, not fate, not even the stars—can stop us.

Tack nodded with pride, looking back at Beryl with a near-mesmerized expression before addressing the crowd again. 

Tack Angel: But there’s one last piece we need to secure, and that’s...my family. So, Tracy—yes, my ex-wife Tracy—I need you to agree to the terms of this match at Hunter's Moon. The winner will take full custody of the children.

The crowd gasped again, the energy shifting as they began murmuring. Just then, a familiar, somber tune played, and Tracy emerged at the top of the ramp, dressed in a modest red cloak and bonnet, her posture that of a woman beaten down by the weight of the world. It was clear she was making a statement with her outfit, resembling a character out of The Handmaid’s Tale. She held her hands together in a tight clasp, her eyes casting upward as if pleading for some heavenly guidance, her face a mixture of martyrdom and despair. She approached the mic, her voice quivering, though her gaze held a steely glint.

Tracy: These are testing times...deeply testing times. God is surely testing me. Now that Orange Man is back in power, the moral decay of this country has worsened tenfold, and I, Tracy Angel-Garrett, am a true victim of these challenging circumstances. I deserve your thoughts, your prayers...and especially, your financial support. All I ever wanted was to protect my family, but instead, I’ve been left to suffer. Tack, you and I have a past, and if this is what you really want, so be it. If you want to put our children on the line for this...this debacle, I will agree, but only under protest, because my pain is not just my own. I bear the weight of all women in Eagleland, scorned and betrayed by the ones they loved.

Beryl smirked, barely hiding her amusement, while Tack scratched his head, seemingly unsure of how to respond to the emotional spectacle unfolding in front of him. 

Tack Angel: ...Than-thank you for that?

Tracy: And, I want everyone watching to know that I didn’t come to this decision lightly. This betrayal I’ve faced—this ultimate backstabbing—cuts deeper than anyone can imagine. And yes, I’m talking about Christina—my own daughter! How could she betray me like this? She stabbed me right in the back for no reason! So, Tack, do whatever you will. Take them all if that’s what you want. I will endure this trial, as I have every other. My suffering has reached new heights, and all I ask is that you remember me in your prayers… and send whatever donations your heart calls you to give.

The crowd was a mix of stunned silence and murmurs, as even Tack seemed at a loss, unsure of what he’d just witnessed. As Tracy raised her arms dramatically, her head tilted back in apparent prayer, Tack leaned over and quietly murmured to Beryl.

Tack Angel: Do you think she rehearses this at home?

Beryl snorted, then covered her mouth, failing to hide her laughter as she composed herself. 

Queen Beryl: Let her wallow in her martyrdom. We have greater things to plan.

Backstage, however, the effect was more somber. A young woman stood alone, watching the announcement unfold on a small, flickering TV screen. Makoto Kino clenched her fists as the news of Tack’s engagement to Queen Beryl hit her. Her face shifted from shock to heartbreak, her eyes misting as she watched the man she still cared for step further into a life that seemed to pull him away from everything they’d once shared. As the screen cut back to Tack and Beryl celebrating, Makoto let out a shaky breath, her heart sinking. 

Makoto Kino: So, this is what you’ve become, Tack. Leaving everyone who loved you behind…for a crown you already had.

-

In a packed underground arena pulsing with energy, Trevor Mach stared up at the towering steel cage that would enclose him in a grueling, one-night tournament, with the VBW Championship in tow. The stakes were high—his title was on the line, and his body was already battered from past battles. But in true Mach fashion, the grizzled veteran showed no hesitation as he prepared to enter the cage, taking a deep breath and tightening his fists.

Match One: Trevor Mach vs. Bruiser Blake

Bruiser Blake, a hulking bruiser with a shaved head and a permanent scowl, stomped into the cage like a wild animal. Known for his raw power and relentless brawling, Blake came out swinging. He pummeled Mach with heavy fists, driving him into the cage wall, each blow echoing through the arena. But Trevor, always calculating, ducked a wild punch and landed a series of quick knee strikes, wearing Blake down. The crowd roared as Trevor mounted the cage wall and leaped off, driving his elbow into Blake’s head. Finally, with a swift rear-naked choke, he forced the brute to tap out. Victory one—Trevor stood victorious, but the night was far from over.

Match Two: Trevor Mach vs. "Electric" Eddie Sparks

Next, he faced “Electric” Eddie Sparks, a high-flying wrestler with bright neon gear and a lightning bolt tattoo on his chest. Sparks relied on agility and acrobatics, keeping Trevor on his toes as he flipped off the cage walls and launched himself from every angle. The match was a dazzling display of aerial maneuvers, and Trevor was forced to dig deep, countering with grounded grapples and well-timed kicks. When Sparks attempted a flying crossbody from the top of the cage, Trevor caught him in mid-air and countered with a devastating spinebuster, then finished him off with a brutal knee to the jaw. The crowd cheered as Trevor raised his arms, but the exhaustion was setting in.

Match Three: Trevor Mach vs. Goliath Grant

His third opponent, Goliath Grant, was a towering, mountain of a man with a chiseled physique and a reputation for tossing opponents like ragdolls. Grant wasted no time, cornering Trevor and launching him into the steel cage with bone-crunching force. Trevor winced in pain as his back slammed into the metal, but he refused to go down. Ducking another blow, he targeted Grant’s legs, hacking away with brutal low kicks. As the giant stumbled, Trevor hit him with a powerful elbow strike, then took him down to the mat with a double-leg takedown. Seizing the opportunity, Trevor wrapped him in a guillotine choke, squeezing until Grant had no choice but to tap. Three matches down, but Mach was running on fumes.

Final Match: Trevor Mach vs. Serge

The main event finally arrived, and Trevor’s last opponent was Serge, a fresh-faced young fighter with a dangerous reputation. Serge bore a striking look—a slim, athletic build with wild blue hair, sharp features, and a headband that trailed down his back. His attire was reminiscent of a mythical hero, with bracers on his arms and a confident glint in his eye. The crowd’s anticipation buzzed as Serge entered the cage, his eyes locked on Trevor with a cool confidence that hinted at his prowess.

As the bell rang, Serge exploded into action, darting across the ring with an astonishing speed. He landed a spinning kick to Trevor’s midsection, followed by a series of strikes that left Mach struggling to keep up. Serge seemed untouchable, dodging and countering with a fluidity that belied his youth. Each punch and kick he landed had precision, wearing Trevor down bit by bit. Blood dripped from a cut above Trevor’s eye, and it was clear that Serge had the upper hand.

But Trevor, with his veteran resilience, fought back. He waited for Serge to make a mistake, and as Serge went for a high kick, Trevor caught his leg and twisted him down to the mat. Swiftly transitioning, Trevor wrapped his legs around Serge’s neck in a triangle choke. Serge clawed and struggled, but Trevor’s grip was unyielding. The crowd watched with bated breath as Serge’s movements slowed, his face reddening. Finally, after a valiant effort to break free, Serge slumped, passing out from the choke.

After the match, Trevor extended his hand to the young Serge, and helped him to his feet. 

Serge: Not bad, old man. Thanks for the hand. 

Trevor Mach: Old man? By my estimation, you should be over a thousand years old, unless you found a way around that. 

Serge: Huh? How did you-

Trevor Mach: You're not from here. Happens more than you think. I'm actually here for you. I need your help.

Ted Pettentool: It's the Tedster here with EBW World, and we are just ONE WEEK away from Hunter's Moon! Gotta love that back to back action with Demon Boogie and then Hunter's Moon! We're going non-stop to the end of the year! It's so awesome that both ENN and ENT are STARVING for that sweet sweet wrestling content. It's great that Orange Man and his VP Mike Thunder are going to help Make Wrestling Great Again in 2025 and beyond, though I think we're already pretty outstanding! So you know how Boz threw down a challenge to Trevor Mach? Well , the VBW Champion just put himself through some sort of trial by fire to acquire a secret weapon I've been told. Still, he accepted the challenge! I don't know how he hasn't seriously injured himself! He had THIS to say! 

The Mach Farm

The screen faded in from black to a close-up shot of Trevor Mach's face. A black eye, raw and swollen, dominated the frame. His expression is a mix of exhaustion and determination, his jaw set firmly as he starts to speak. His voice is calm but carries a subtle undertone of humor laced with grit.

Trevor Mach: I knew this was coming the moment we talked, Boz. The moment you asked me that question, standing there with that look in your eye. "Where have all the titans gone?" I knew you weren't just asking. You were making a point. A challenge disguised as a question.

The camera began to pull back slowly. Trevor’s body language remained stoic, but now the ice packs came into view. One wass draped over his shoulder, another on his ribs, and a third across his knee. It’s a patchwork of recovery that told the story of a man who’s been through a war recently.

Trevor Mach: Ummm...ignroe those. I get it. You’re looking for the best. The biggest fight you can find. And while I’ve been knee-deep in Metal Rush vs. Metal Rush chaos—breaking up brawls, throwing hands, getting thrown through things—you’ve been watching. Waiting. The wild card, circling the chaos but never diving into it.

The camera panned out further, revealing the quiet hum of Trevor’s home. The coziness of the room contrasted sharply with his beaten-down appearance. On his lap, nestled in exhaustion-induced slumber, were his two children, Justice and Truth. Their heads rested against his chest, tiny arms wrapped around his midsection as though they’re anchored him in place.

Trevor Mach: But I’ll make time for you, Boz. At Hunter’s Moon, it’ll be Hunter x Hunter. You and me. Two guys with something to prove, something to protect, and something to fight for.

He glanced down briefly at the kids, a faint, wry smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Then he looked back at the camera.

Trevor Mach: And yeah… I really hope that Hunter x Hunter phrase doesn’t get me sued by anyone. If it does...ummm oops?

His voice dropped, carrying more weight now, the humor fading slightly to let the seriousness of the challenge settle in.

Trevor Mach: You wanted a titan, Boz? You’re gonna get one. But just remember something. Titans don’t fall easy. And they don’t go quietly, but I need to be quiet right now...cause...ya know...sleeping kids.

-

Ted Pettentool: So the family man, the wild wolf wrestler, appears to be ready, at least in his mind, and we're going to see that first ever match up at Hunter's Moon. Seriously, how does he get cleared? It's time to get down to business though, a recap of the week's events, and I'm joined by EBW Champion Bashin Dan! Dan the Man! How's it going?

Bashin Dan: I uh…I'm apparently very popular with a whole new demo…cause of Boy Bomb.

Ted Pettentool: Oh yeah! The new boy band project! How is that going? 

Bashin Dan: We…uh…we broke up the band. 

Ted Pettentool: What?! Already?! Why? 

Bashin Dan: Uh…you'll see later. 

Ted Pettentool: Oh…great? Well we started with Xcite, now three hours thanks to losing the World Team Championship Rings. 

Bashin Dan: Yeah, I wish we could have The Storm back. It's something I might need to work on. 

Ted Pettentool: EBW has TWO sets of Team Championships technically, the other titles being the five woman Senshi Championships, and Xcite opened with the Senshi Championships on the line! Hope Mach, Christy Angel, Alison Chains, Jenny James, and Jessy James were on one side, and on the other EBW Women's Champion Queen Beryl prepared a big surprise, not just for the champion team but for Makoto Kino, Usagi Tsukino, and the rest of the Sensations. 

Bashin Dan: It had Seiya Kou quite shocked, I can tell you that much. 

Ted Pettentool: Yeah, we saw the debuts of Taiki Kou and Yaten Kou! Two women from Seiya's past! Are they his sisters or something? 

Bashin Dan: Same last name. 

Ted Pettentool: I mean, I thought he had ONE, and it feels like they just sort of made up a third one. I don't know, but they were on board with Beryl, Erica, and Gianna. Add to this the fact that Dem Girlz suddenly had an issue with Hope Mach. They kept asking her what her deal is with Ripper Jane. 

Bashin Dan: Which is what people ask you in regards to Alison Chains right? 

Ted Pettentool: It's something I don't like to bring up! 

Bashin Dan: Oh.

Ted Pettentool: All of this led to Taiki Kou scoring the win in her debut as she hit a Gemini Planet Attack, a Top Rope Cannonball on Christy Angel for the pin, giving the Dark Kingdom the EBW Senshi Championships. 

Bashin Dan: My sweet Hope is very busy. She's got a lot going on. She goes on about Ripper Jane quite a bit, and now she's got this heated thing going on with Dem Girlz. 

Ted Pettentool: Jessy James especially seemed to take issue with her. 

Backstage

Backstage, a roughed up Hope Mach walked down a corridor, the lights flickering slightly as the sounds of cheers and distant music echoed through the halls. Suddenly, Dem Girlz stepped into her path. Jessy slammed her fist against the wall beside Hope, making her pause in her tracks. The tension in the air is palpable.

Jessy James: Hey, Hope! Thought you could just walk past us like everything’s fine?

Jenny crossed her arms, glaring at Hope while Jessy leaned in closer, her fiery anger almost tangible.

Jessy James: Read my lips carefully, girly. I'm not even mad that we just lost those stupid Senshi belts. My issue is with you. You think you’re so noble, teaming up with that lunatic Ripper Jane? You think you’re a hero? Nah, you’re just another Mach thinking you can play savior.

Hope’s eyes narrowed. She looked between Jessy and Jenny, who both stood firm. Hope raised her hands and began to sign, her voice steady and clear as she spoke in sync with her signing.

Hope Mach: My father and fiance both taught me to give people second chances.

Jessy scoffed and stepped closer, practically in Hope’s face.

Jessy James: Second chances? Second chances are for suckers. You think you’re gonna tame Jane? That psycho burned through her first, second, and twentieth chance a long time ago! You team with her, you’re as crazy as she is!

Jenny placed a hand on Jessy’s shoulder, attempting to calm her down, but Jessy shrugged it off, her anger boiling over. Hope remained composed, her hands moving fluidly as she signed again.

Hope Mach: Everyone deserves a second chance. Even Jane.

Jessy James: She doesn’t deserve anything but a straightjacket! And you? You don’t deserve those titles you’re gunning for either.

Jenny finally spoke up, her voice softer but no less cutting.

Jenny James: You’re walking into Hunter’s Moon thinking you’ve got this all figured out, huh? You and your little pet project Jane. But here’s the deal, Hope. You’re only getting one chance to beat us. No second chance. You get one. One. Don’t blow it.

Hope signed deliberately, her expression resolute.

Hope Mach: Then I’ll make the most of it.

Jessy smirked, a mocking tone in her voice as she backs off slightly.

Jessy James: Oh, you'd better, Mach. You better bring it all. I'm not going easy on you as a favor to your mom. If you think for one second that you’re walking out with our belts, you’re even dumber than I thought. Don't blow it!

Hope watched them leave, her expression unchanged, her determination unshaken. She signed to herself quietly as she spoke quietly.

Hope Mach: I won’t.

-

Bashin Dan: I'm proud of Hope. She's always an inspiration to me. 

Ted Pettentool: When are you two tying the knot eh? Been engaged for how long? 

Bashin Dan: *blushes* I uh…I don't know! We don't really talk about it that much? 

Ted Pettentool: By that you mean you freak out and run off every time it's brought up? Dan? Where'd he go? He's the EBW Champion! I need him back on the show! *sigh* Anyways, after that we saw an interesting match up with SUFFER's newest monster Karasu taking on fan favorite Geoff Garrett. Double G was attacked before the match started by none other than the Star Prince, who threw Geoff into the ring to be attacked by Karasu. Even with the blindside attack, Geoff held his own against Karasu, until that black mist hurt his eyes, and forced a DQ. This brought out Void, who actually came to Double G's defense, as the Weekend Wrecking Crew leader was handed a mic. 

Geoff Garrett: That mist burns. Can I get some water please! Dang! Tack! My good buddy! My Co-Dad! My friend! Something isn't right with you. Something is terribly wrong. I can't quite figure it out! The world is turning upside down for me right now, and it's not just because of my wife freaking out about Orange Man. I mean I personally voted for him! We're not supposed to be fighting each other! We're supposed to be working together for the kids! I mean Christy lost earlier! Were you there for her? No, I showed up to-

Tack Angel: Hey! No! Don't you dare! 

Geoff Garrett: Oh that brings you out?

Tack Angel: They are MY kids! This whole thing is stupid! I shouldn't have to fight for the ring to claim my own children from you! They belong to me! 

Geoff Garrett: They're not property! 

Tack Angel: EVERYTHING THAT I WANT, IS MY PROPERTY! 

Geoff Garrett: This isn't like you. This isn't like you at all! Nothing about this is right. I mean Makoto-

Tack Angel: MAKOTO?! Why are you bringing HER into it! I'm getting married to Beryl! That's all there is to it, and MY CHILDREN will be there! The Xcite after Hunter's Moon, in ONE WEEK! The Dark Kingdom will have its KING, and I'll FINALLY be done with you once and for all! 

Geoff Garrett: … 

-

A Colby Roads logo was prominently displayed on a banner behind Mrs. Xtra and EBW Xcite Champion Colby Roads. Colby, dressed in an expensive-looking suit with the EBW Xcite Championship slung over his shoulder, radiated smugness. His hair is perfectly styled, and his expression oozes ego as Mrs. Xtra steps forward with a microphone in hand.

Mrs. Xtra: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the reigning EBW Xcite Champion, Colby Roads!

Colby adjusted his championship, tilting it slightly so the light catches the gold, and flashed a smug grin.

Mrs. Xtra: Colby, congratulations on your continued reign as Xcite Champion. Fans have been wondering about your recent alliance with the Star Prince himself, Tack Angel. How did this partnership come about, and what does it mean for the future of EBW?

Colby Roads: Oh, Mrs. Xtra, you and the little people watching at home should take notes. This isn’t just an alliance; it’s a union of brilliance. Tack Angel and I, we’re not like the rest of these clowns walking around this place. We see the bigger picture. While others fight for scraps, we’re creating a legacy. A legacy that already began with me ending racism with a mixed race baby, leveraging a billionaire to create a promotion with the sole intention of building my own stock, and of course having a legendary...*lip quiver* father who helped shape the business.

Colby chuckled arrogantly, tapping the championship on his shoulder.

Colby Roads: The Star Prince recognizes what everyone else should: Colby Roads is the main character. This championship? It’s not just a belt. It’s a spotlight that shines solely on me, the protagonist of EBW. Tack and I? We’re rewriting the narrative, with me as the leading man.

Mrs. Xtra: That’s quite a bold claim, Colby. Speaking of narratives, let’s talk about your personal life. Word is you’ve recently undergone some significant changes outside the ring.

Colby Roads: Oh, you mean my FORMER wife? Yeah, that chapter is over. Done. Finished.

Colby waved dismissively, his grin fading into a sneer.

Colby Roads: See, some people just can’t handle greatness. My strong black woman ex? She lost her mind the moment Orange Man won the Presidency. Went full-on berserk. Suddenly, she’s rioting in the streets, throwing lamps through store windows—completely unhinged. I had to cut her loose. It was bad for my image. My market tested focus group let me know that riots and race baiting are out this season.

Colby leaned closer to the microphone, his tone dripping with mock pity.

Colby Roads: And now? I’m free. No baggage. No distractions. Just me, my story, and this championship.

He patted the Xcite Championship, his smirk returning in full force.

Mrs. Xtra: That’s certainly... an unexpected development. Now that you’re “free,” as you put it, what are your aspirations moving forward?

Colby Roads: Aspirations? Aspirations? Mrs. Xtra, I don’t have aspirations—I have destiny. This belt is just the beginning. It’s the opening chapter of the epic that is Colby Roads. I’m not here to share the spotlight or play second fiddle to anyone. Not Bashin Dan, not even Orange Man himself.

Colby spread his arms wide, his voice rising with passion and delusion.

Colby Roads: The world revolves around me. EBW revolves around me. Every match, every promo, every single second of airtime belongs to Colby Roads. This isn’t just wrestling—it’s my story, and everyone else is just a footnote.

Elsewhere, The Auditor and another hidden figure were watching the promo on a monitor. 

The Auditor: Oh, my favorite sin is pride. It caused so many downfalls. Perhaps though, in this case, it might be useful to you? 

?: Definitely something to keep in mind. What trouble are you trying to stir up, trixter Infernal? 

The Auditor: Only the best kind, I can assure you. Most exquisite.

-

Ted Pettentool: I'm back, and so is the EBW Champion! Dan, don't worry about paying for the pizza. I'm gonna put it on my card. 

Bashin Dan: What kind of card is it? 

Ted Pettentool: It's just a debit card.

Bashin Dan: Oh…oh…never mind. 

Ted Pettentool: It's got a chip in it. It's like we're in the Star Wars! 

Bashin Dan: I don't know what that is.

Ted Pettentool: Consider yourself lucky these days. So you heard about the big news right? The draft is coming up! 

Bashin Dan: I did, and I heard it really bothered Poochyfud. I for one am really looking forward to the shake up. New challengers and adventures lie ahead! 

Ted Pettentool: True, buuuut we have an issue on the Xcite side, as we learned on Xcite. Our esteemed EBW President had a big announcement to make!

-

Swift's Office

Swift: EBW, it's with a not so heavy heart that I have to announce that I'm on my way to the big time baby! Orange Man wants me on staff! Secretary of Wrestling! Hell yes, I'm going to take that job! You think this job has been sunshine and rainbows for me? It's a damn pain in my ass is what it is! Everything I try to do gets fought by a board, or by greedy *bleep*ers looking to drive a wedge into EBW to improve the bottom line! I'm getting above that baby! I'm moving on up! You might be asking yourself, who is taking my place? Well he's very prolific, in that his father gave him a vast fortune to toy around with, and he would literally not have anything he currently has if his father didn't get it for him. No, not Colby Roads, but now that I say it out loud, it makes complete sense why this is the guy that Colby used to finance his ploy to be relevant.It's none other than Toddy Khant or TK as he likes to be called, but I'm going to call him a rich, idiot, nepobaby! The "NEW ERA" of Xcite, the TK Era will begin in a few weeks, while I wait for Orange Man to kick Bidet's useless ass out of office!

-

Ted Pettentool: That's huge news! Swift is moving up, and Xcite is getting a new boss. This will change the dynamic in the brand war between Xcite and Havok. 

Bashin Dan: Gotta roll with the punches, and play your best cards

Ted Pettentool: Speaking of cards, the other card player on the brand, Jaden Yuki, along with Point Man put the EBW Tag Team Championships on the line against the Heel Besties, LG Rod and Randy no Kachi! Great match, but that Point Man is so so reliable. He reversed a No Kachi Cutter into the Cobra Clutch, while the rapping Yuki fought off LG Rod. No Kachi tapped out, and the titles remain with the Weekend Wrecking Crew! 

Bashin Dan: Then that Johnny Starbound fella narrowly survived Fray Tiburon, afterwards mouthing off at El Hijo Del Kiva again, threatening to "expose him" and then take his title. I don't like the tactics, but what intrigued me was what he said next. He wants the CXJ Championship, and he wants the EBW Championship, so he can become the first ever "EBW Super Champion"?! I mean how awesome does that sound! A SUPER Champion? That's totally coooool! 

Ted Pettentool: Indeed it is! Maybe we'll see something like that, but the CXJ Division is quite different from how the heavies operate, so it'll take a SUPER athlete to get it done. 

Bashin Dan: Consider me Dan enough to try. 

Ted Pettentool: You mean man enough?

Bashin Dan: That too! 

Ted Pettentool: Well next up, we saw Seiya Kou and Mamoru Chiba battle it out again, with Usagi in one corner, Queen Beryl in the other. She was all smiles with all three of her prizes. 

Bashin Dan: She only has two titles. 

Ted Pettentool: Mamoru.

Bashin Dan: Oooooh. Am I like…Hope's prize? 

Ted Pettentool: Kinda?

Bashin Dan: Neat! 

Ted Pettentool: What wasn't neat was how Queen Beryl hit Seiya with Mamoru's cane, and then HE used it to attack Seiya, leading to a DQ. 

Bashin Dan: Right when Seiya was winning too. I like that guy. 

Ted Pettentool: Takumi Inui seemed to as well, because he made the save, apparently tired of the antics of the Dark Kingdom! 

Bashin Dan: I like THAT guy too! 

Ted Pettentool: We all do! In the main event, Rama Raju, Troy, and Magnum PT all fought for the right to challenge YOU at Hunter's Moon! 

Bashin Dan: And I was on the stage watching closely. I didn't hold this title since Victory Explosion by playing it safe, and I wasn't going to start now. I really REALLY wanted a rematch with Raju, but SUFFER had to tip the scales. 

Ted Pettentool: They distracted him, and attacked PT, long enough for Troy to Big Boot him, and Punt Kick him straight into a tainted SUFFER victory. 

Bashin Dan: I don't respect the way Troy won that match, but I look forward to bringing down that raging monster at Hunter's Moon. 

Ted Pettentool: We'll see how THAT plays out all too soon!

Tali Mach: NOT SOON ENOUGH! 

Ted Pettentool: Huh?

Tali Mach: I want to see the Rhea Rampage vs. Heather Mach match! I want to see that now! Not later, but NOW! So hurry it up! 

Ted Pettentool: You want me to accelerate time? 

Tali Mach: YES! 

Ted Pettentool: I don't know ho-

Tali Mach: FIGURE IT OUT! 

Ted Pettentool: EEP!

EBW: 3-Hour Xcite
Great Garden Arena, Sin City
ENN

1. EBW Senshi Championships: Hope Mach(c)/Christy Angel(c)/Alison Chains(c)/Jessy James(c)/Jenny James(c) [Team Havok] vs. Queen Beryl/Erica/Gianna Rambaldi/Taiki Kou[Debut]/Yaten Kou[Debut]
Winners: Queen Beryl/Erica/Gianna Rambaldi/Taiki Kou[Debut][o]/Yaten Kou[Debut] via Gemini Planet Attack[Top Rope Cannonball] on Christy Angel -> Pin -> NEW EBW Senshi Champions! 

2. Singles: Karasu vs. Geoff Garrett 
Winner: Geoff Garrett via DQ 

3. EBW Tag Team Championship: Point Man(c)/Jaden Yuki(c) vs. Randy no Kachi/LG Rod
Winners: Point Man[o]/Jaden Yuki via Cobra Clutch on Randy no Kachi -> Submission -> Title Defense! 

4. CXJ Singles: Johnny Starbound vs. Fray Tiburon 
Winner: Johnny Starbound via 450 Splash -> Pin 

5. Singles: Seiya Kou vs. Mamoru Chiba 
Winner: Seiya Kou via DQ 

6. EBW Championship #1 Contender: Rama Raju vs. Troy vs. Magnum PT 
Winner: Troy via Big Boot x Punt Kick on Magnum PT -> Pin 

Ted Pettentool: The Tedster is back to cover Havok now, in the brand new Rumble Arena in River City. It will be the home of the next Rumble City in 2025 by the by…if certain people….remember this….and write it down…where they can….remember it. It was a day of celebration it was-

Boomtown: Boomtown appreciation night! It absolutely was! Hahaha! My face was EVERYWHERE, and yoooou are welcome! 

Ted Pettentool: Look Renegades, it's the World and Television Champion! 

Boomtown: Boomtown baby!  Oh, I'm jacked and juiced and ready to let loose!

Ted Pettentool: Seemingly! 

Boomtown: Well I had to be here! The champion of champions had his own appreciation night, care of Rufus Poochyfud! I wanted to see it! 

Ted Pettentool: Yes, buuuut things didn't quite work out how you planned at first, now did they? 

Boomtown: When does anything ever go according to plan!

Rumble Arena

The arena was bathed in a cacophony of boos as Rufus Poochyfud, the boss of Havok and leader of Metal Rush, strutted onto the stage in his signature gold-trimmed suit. A smug grin plastered across his face, he paused at the top of the ramp, raising a microphone to his lips as fireworks erupted behind him in a dazzling display.

Rufus Poochyfud: Ladies and gentlemen, tonight is a historic night! It’s Boomtown Appreciation Night, where we celebrate the true backbone of Havok: BOOMTOWN!

Behind him, the crowd's boos turned to gasps as the sound of grinding metal filled the arena. Sophia the 3rd, a massive tank customized in gaudy gold and black, rolled onto the stage. Perched atop it was the World Champion and the Television Champion, wearing his title belts and looking as smug as his boss. The champion saluted Rufus theatrically as fireworks blasted again, making the spectacle even more unbearable for the crowd.

Rufus Poochyfud: Look at what I’ve built! I made Metal Rush. I guided this champion to the top! Come on over here Boomtown! 

Boomtown: Here comes the BOOM! I am the biggest prodigy this business has ever seen! There isn’t a single soul in that locker room who can hold a candle to me!

The crowd’s boos intensified, clearly expecting Cade Yaggis, the thorn in Metal Rush’s side, to make his entrance. Instead, the lights dimmed, and a hauntingly familiar theme blared through the speakers. It wasn’t Cade Yaggis. Zyro Kurogane emerged, striding onto the stage with a microphone in hand and fire in his eyes. The audience erupted in cheers as the fiery competitor walked straight to the ring, not even sparing a glance at Sophia the 3rd or its occupants.

Rufus Poochyfud:  Zyro Kurogane? Shouldn’t you be at the kiddie table with the rest of the mid-card nobodies?

Zyro Kurogane: You like the sound of your own voice, don’t you, Poochyfud?” Every time you step out here, you act like you’re some untouchable genius. But the truth is, you’re just a leech. You didn’t build Metal Rush. You leeched off the talent of others and slapped your name on it! You know, you're like one of those Karens who thinks the world revolves around you, and you probably name your kids Kayden, Brayden, Kayleigh, Lakynn, Jhadee, Keightlynne, Tepinnay-Anne, or whatever!

The crowd roared in approval as Rufus’s face darkened. 

Rufus Poochyfud: Watch your mouth, Kurogane. I’ve got the champion, with the tank, the titles, and the power. What do you have?”

Zyro Kurogane: I’ve got the GUTS to call you out. I’ve got the skill to take down your so-called champion. And, most importantly, I’ve got the crowd, and I got THE BOYS!

The fans cheered, as Dragon Shiryu, Jackson Kain, and Mav Valentine made their way onto the stage. Rufus raised a hand, as if to silence the crowd, but Zyro cut him off.

Zyro Kurogane: You wanted to celebrate Boomtown Appreciation Night? Here’s your headline: Zyro Kurogane makes Poochyfud eat his words. You better hold onto that tank of yours, Boomtown. It's a big metal suppository for you. I don't need a tank when I steamroll over Metal Rush!

The tension was electric as the crowd chanted Zyro’s name. Rufus’s face was beet red, but instead of retaliating, he held up his hands and backed toward Sophia the 3rd with Boomtown. 

Rufus Poochyfud: You just made the biggest mistake of your life, Kurogane.

Zyro stood tall in the ring, pointing to the retreating Metal Rush as the crowd roared. 

-

Boomtown: …

Ted Pettentool: Yeah that didn't-

Boomtown: I was THERE! I know how it went! MY issue wasn't that Zyro Kurogane wasted my time and my night. My issue? Cade Yaggis! The so-called face of the Renegades!? Where was he! He's getting the rematch he wanted! He's getting it under MY rules, but he's got nothing to say to me!? How about THANK YOU! 

Ted Pettentool: Well, we would see him later in the night, but let's get to the matches shall we? We opened the show with former World Champion Wendy Mustang and Lainey Strong, the Sunset Riders, taking on Darkness Aoi and Mitra Lennox. The former Women's World Tag Team Champions on both sides here! Wendy, wanting to get back into the winning column, hit her fantastic Front Flip Lariat on Mitra for the pin. Then Boz took on Metal Rush's money man Seto Kaiba. He continues to think that Boz is going to care about the Blue Eyes White Dragon. He comes out there and talks trash and acts brash but-

Boomtown: We're not happy about what happened, but let's get something straight. This works out for us. It really does. Boz looks good, and even though he's not on the same page as we are, he's sharp enough to twist the knife into Trevor Mach at Hunter's Moon, and that's just fine with us! Hahaha!

Backstage

The camera cut to the backstage area where Jammer and Benjamin sat on a worn-out bench. Jammer was shadowboxing, his fists flying in controlled bursts, while Benjamin leaned forward, elbows on his knees, staring at the floor.

Jammer: Man, we’ve gotta figure this out. We’ve been stuck spinning our wheels, while Boomtown’s up there riding Sophia the 3rd and collecting paychecks like he owns the place.

Benjamin nodded, his voice low and thoughtful. 

Benjamin: You’re right. We’ve been coasting, Jam. It’s time to dig in, time to show everyone why we were the top dogs. Tonight’s match? That’s the start. One of us wins, and we get Boomtown for that Television Championship.

Jammer’s fists slowed as he nodded, his gaze sharpening. 

Jammer: Yeah, we take it all back tonight. No distractions, no excuses—

Suddenly, the door creaked open, and both men turned to see Vape waddling in. Except...Vape was wearing a hideous, ill-fitting dress, a curly blonde wig, and smeared red lipstick. The smell of cheap perfume mixed with his usual unwashed stench made the air instantly uncomfortable. Jammer blinked. Benjamin’s jaw dropped.

Jammer: What the—what the hell are you doing?

Vape struck a pose, batting his false eyelashes. 

Vape: Oh, you mean this? I’m embracing my authentic self. From now on, you can call me Vanessa Vape.

Benjamin leaned back as if the sheer absurdity might hit him in the face. 

Benjamin: HUH?!

Vape nodded enthusiastically, adjusting the dress that was clearly several sizes too small. 

Vape: Yeah, I’ve realized who I really am deep down, and I’m owning it. I’m beautiful, I’m powerful, and I’m gonna show the world! I'm a proud, powerful, lesbian woman, and-

Jammer stood up, pacing furiously as he rubbed his temples. 

Jammer: No. No, no, no, no. I’ve had enough of your nonsense, Vape. First, it was all those products. Then the boy band. And now this?! Do you know how stupid you look?!

Vape didn’t seem fazed, twirling a lock of the wig with a smug smile. 

Vape: You don’t get it, Jammer. This is a movement. This is freedom. This is—

Jammer cut him off, jabbing his finger toward Vape’s chest. 

Jammer: This is a joke! And guess what? That trend you’re riding? It’s out. You hear me? Out! Orange Man’s gonna be president again, and that ain’t in style anymore!

Benjamin raised a hand to interject, but Jammer wasn’t done. 

Jammer: You wanna know what’s in style? Winning. Breaking through. Getting back to the top. Not whatever this is!

Vape pouted, crossing his arms. 

Vape: Well, excuse me for trying to add a little personality to the group.

Jammer’s face turned beet red as he exploded. 

Jammer: Personality?! You’ve been dragging us down with your garbage stunts for YEARS! We’ve been out there grinding, trying to claw our way back, and you’re in here playing dress-up like this is some kind of community theater! Do you know what’s at stake tonight?!

Benjamin: Easy, man. Deep breaths.

Jammer: This better NOT distract me tonight!

-

Ted Pettentool: It distracted him.

Boomtown: AHAHAHAHA! 

Ted Pettentool: It was Subculture, Benjamin, Grind, and Jammer facing off for the right to challenge-

Boomtown: Yours truly!

Ted Pettentool: For the EBW Television Championship. Jammer did get distracted, while on the outside with Subculture. Benjamin meanwhile, was the highlight. He rolled out of the way of the Rolling SSP and brought the Luchablader down with a Masamune that would cut through a mountain for the pin and the win. 

Boomtown: Not the result we wanted, but a win over Benji, that's going to make me look goooood.

Backstage

The camera opened backstage, catching Sal Paradise walking down the corridor, his expression distant and brooding. He clutched a towel slung over his shoulder, wiping away sweat. His usual air of confidence seemed subdued, replaced by a quiet storm brewing under the surface.

Before Sal could turn a corner, Cade Yaggis stepped into frame, blocking his path. The tension was instant, the crowd in the arena erupting with a mix of cheers for Cade and jeers for Sal.

Cade Yaggis: You got a second, Sal? You and I REALLY need to have a talk.

Sal stopped, hesitating for a brief moment before giving Cade a guarded look. 

Sal Paradise: Not really.

Cade didn’t budge, stepping into Sal’s path again. 

Cade Yaggis: You’re gonna make time. I need to know, Sal. I need to know what it took. What did they offer you to turn your back on the fans? On me? On everything you stood for as the People’s Choice?

Sal stiffened, glancing away as if Cade’s words physically struck him. Cade took a step closer, his frustration bubbling over.

Cade Yaggis: After everything you’ve been through. After Boomtown beat you, trashed you, left you humiliated—what was the price, huh? What did it cost to sell out and screw me out of my World Championship?

Sal clenched his jaw, his gaze fixed on the ground. The silence between them stretched, the weight of the moment palpable.

Sal Paradise: I have nothing to say to you, Cade. 

He stepped around Cade, his shoulders slumping slightly as he walked away. Cade turned to watch him go, shaking his head. 

Cade Yaggis: That’s it? That’s all you’ve got? After everything, you just walk away?

Sal’s pace faltered briefly, his head lowering as if Cade’s words pierced through his defenses. For the briefest of moments, there was a flicker of remorse in his expression.

Cade Yaggis: I told Trevor, I'd do him a favor. For the friend he'd been to hell and back with, I'd give you ONE chance to explain yourself. You just wasted it.

Before he could linger, Paula and Schala appeared at the end of the hall, their presence snapping him back to reality.

Paula: There you are, Sal. Let’s go. We’re on a schedule.

Schala stepped up beside Paula, her gaze icy as she looked past Sal toward Cade.

Schala: We don’t have time for your little guilt trips, Yaggis. Come on, Sal.

Sal hesitated again, glancing back at Cade, but Paula’s voice cut through the moment like a whip. 

Paula: Now, Sal.

With a heavy sigh, Sal nodded and followed the two women down the corridor, his shoulders hunched as though carrying an invisible weight. Cade stood frozen, his fists clenching at his sides as he watched his former ally disappear around the corner.

-

Ted Pettentool: Jessy James has a chip on her shoulder regarding Ripper Jane, and she let Hope hear about it on Xcite, but back on the home show for the Lady Renegades, she went one step further. She brawled with Ripper Jane in a singles match. 

Boomtown: We all just watched this one laughing backstage. We had a party, food, drinks, and laughs to be had. 

Ted Pettentool: Well, not all of you, cause Heather Mach showed up. The Women's World Champion attacked Hope on the outside, the "Judas Wolf" distracting Ripper Jane, who was rolled up into a pin. 

Boomtown: AHAHAHA! That Heather Mach is a woman after my own heart. Hmmm, I might just…hehehe. 

Ted Pettentool: And in the main event-

Boomtown: The main event didn't matter. The Dynamic One stepped back into the main event spotlight like he deserves. The TRUE leader of that family. I could learn a lot from him in terms of how to backstab people! Hahaha! 

Ted Pettentool: He, Generator, and Hotlanta attacked Cade until Ness, Magus, and Picky Minch made the save! Not a great way to end the show. 

Boomtown: Depends who you ask! It was Boomtown Appreciation Night and I TRULY appreciated it! Hahahaha!

EBW: Havok
Rumble Arena, River City
ENT

1. Lady Renegades Tag: Wendy Mustang/Lainey Strong vs. Darkness Aoi/Mitra Lennox
Winners: Wendy Mustang[o]/Lainey Strong via Front Flip Lariat on Mitra Lennox -> Pin 

2. Singles: Boz vs. Seto Kaiba
Winner: Boz via Powerbomb -> Pin 

3. EBW Television #1 Contender: Subculture vs. Benjamin vs. Grind vs. Jammer 
Winner: Benjamin via Masamune on Grind -> Pin 

4. Lady Renegades Singles: Ripper Jane vs. Jessy James 
Winner: Jessy James via Roll Up -> Pin 

5. Singles: Cade Yaggis vs. Dougie Mach 
Winner: Cade Yaggis via DQ 

Ted Pettentool: And that does it for the recap! We'll see you next time for Hunter's Moon! BUH-BYE!!!

Last edited by Machismo (11/23/2024 5:00 am)

Backstage

Minako Aino was walking down the hallway with a giant meat on a stick, with her familiar companion Artemis following along, drooling over the food. 

Artemis: Minako, I'd really REALLY like just a little itty bitty bite of tha-

Minako Aino: Forget it! I've had my eyes on this all day! These small town local places always have the BEST food! I'm ready to- wait what?

Minako hid behind a crate, when she spotted a strange consortium of people standing together in The Auditor, Queen Beryl, Paula, and Schala. 

Minako Aino: What's going on over there? 

The Auditor: The success of this partnership has been exquisite, if I do say so myself. 

Queen Beryl: This is truly a world where darkness can prevail. 

Paula: We're also pleased with the results. Destabilizing one brand to prepare it for us. 

Schala: Soon, the weapon will dismantled, and we will finish what we have started. 

Minako Aino: Metal Rush are working with SUFFER AND The Dark Kingdom?! 

Paula: Has Tack Angel taken well to his new situation? 

Queen Beryl: Oh, my fiancee? Yes, he's completely under my thumb. Your implanted memories have given us control.

Minako Aino: What?!

Artemis: Shhh! 

The Auditor: Hmmm? 

Schala: The memories weren't his. They belonged to the King of Dark. We were not able to make an evil re-emerge that was never there to begin with. We had to get creative, and convince him of a technical lie. 

Paula: It took both of us. His mind, and his will power are stronger than even he himself realizes. 

Queen Beryl: Well I feel like we are short on time. In fact, I believe we need to speed up this union. I want the marriage to take place here, tonight in Smalltown. During the show. 

The Auditor: Oh, that would be quite the sight. I would very much enjoy the suffering that would bring to poor sweet Makoto. Her tears are delicious. 

Schala: The Infernal and I are in agreement. I too would very much like to see that. 

Paula: Consider it done. We will see to it. 

Minako Aino: Tack's been mind controlled? 

Artemis: You seriously didn't ever consider that? 

Minako Aino: Huh?

Artemis: The Negaverse had a way of doing that before remember? It made Ami and Tack fall in love that one time, and Mamoru open mouth kissed his aged up daught-

Minako Aino: Ew! Right! Of course! Why DIDN'T we consider that?! I mean Tack and Makoto are destined to be! We have to tell the others NOW!

Sailor Sensation's Locker Room

Some time later, the news spread that the wedding was set to take place later in the night, much to the dismay of Makoto. 

Usagi Tsukino: Grrrr! I'm so ANGRY at that Tack! He's supposed to with YOU, not with that evil WITCH! 

Makoto Kino: I thought I'd have more time to figure this all out. I thought maybe I could do something about it. 

Seiya Kou: It's not right. It's bad enough that they brought in the other Sailor Starlights, but now they do this? Specifically in the Mach hometown too. That's an extra layer of disrespect. 

Luna: This is obviously a ploy to make you fall into despair girls. This might not be the way things were destined, but I still believe that good will always triumph over evil. Now is not the time to let the Negaverse win. 

?: I AGREE!

Everyone: Huh?

They all turned to see Sailor V posing heroically atop a box, which quickly collapsed inward. The "heroic" Sailor V attempted to save face by posing again, acting like it never happened. 

Sailor V: Your heroine has arrived at the final hour, to tell you a revelation! My detective skills have paid off, and the answers are finally revealed! 

Usagi Tsukino: Minako, what are you doing? 

Rei Hino: Just...just let her go. She seems like she has something important to say. 

Makoto Kino: What is it Minako?

Sailor V: ...

Makoto Kino: ...What is it Saior V? 

Sailor V: HAHA! I have discovered the Tack Angel is UNDER MIND CONTROL! 

Everyone: WHAT?! 

Sailor V: That's right! Did it never occur to any of you that the Negaverse would be up to its old tricks?! I mean come on, it's SO OBVIOUS! 

Artemis: You actually just heard about it by accide-

Sailor V: SILENCE CAT! 

Makoto Kino: Of course....OF COURSE! My Tack would NEVER have done this of his own volition! I know this! Tack is NOT a monster! He'd never be a hedonistic psychopath!

-

Earth-5

Tack o' Dark: ACHOOO!

-

Makoto Kino: We have to stop this wedding! We have to snap him out of it! We have to save Tack Angel!


 

Larry Grim: Welcome to Smalltown! We're in the middle of this little berg, and we have brought thousands of Xciters and Renegades with us! 

Tommy Dukes: Yes, we assume that Poochyfud specifically wanted to bring chaos and disrupt the sanctuary of one Trevor Mach, but we're trying to be on our best behavior! 

Nerma: That's right! Clean up after yourselves everyone! Let's keep this place looking nice! 

Tali Mach: I love it personally. This was the shortest commute I've ever had to make! I get paid to be home! I knew living in the country would pay off eventually! 

Apple Kid: We have a huge show tonight, it's Hunter's Moon! 

Larry Grim: That's right, the annual tradition! How long has it been an annual tradition? Uh...starting now! Hunter's Moon, where Xciters and Renegades alike will hunt for victory! 

Apple Kid: We also have a wedding tonight! 

Tali Mach: Yeah, that lunkhead Tack Angel is actually getting married again, and that's on the same night that he's fighting for sole custody of his kids against Geoff Garrett in a ladder match! We're not serious people! 

Nerma: We have such a big show to get into tonight! I mean the EBW Championship is on the line. The World Championship is on the line! The Women's World Championship is on the line! Women's World Tag Team Championships?! It's a big show, so let's dive in and get started! 

Tommy Dukes: The Women's World Tag Team Champions are gonna try and make short work of Hope and Ripper Jane tonight! Ain’t that right, Nerma?

Nerma: Absolutely, Tommy! Dem Girlz are tired of Ripper Jane, and they want to break this partnership she has with their friend Hope Mach.

Larry Grim: I don’t know if Dem Girlz are gonna get it done that easily. Hope Mach and Ripper Jane are unpredictable elements colliding. 

Apple Kid: Hope has her family legacy behind her. If anyone can topple the champs, it’s her!

Tali Mach: I have no comment on this madness, except that I hope Jenny and Jessy BATTER THE HELL OUT OF RIPPER JANE! 

Apple Kid: That's a comment! 

Tali Mach: And this is my fist Apple! 

Apple Kid: AH!

1. Havok - Women's World Tag Team Championships: Jenny James(c)/Jessy James(c) vs. Hope Mach/Ripper Jane

The match began with Jessy James starting against Hope Mach, with Jessy showing off her agility and speed to keep Hope on her toes. Jessy hit a springboard arm drag and followed up with a dropkick, but Hope quickly recovered, catching Jessy mid-air on a crossbody attempt and countering with a fallaway slam. Ripper Jane tagged in and immediately overwhelmed Jessy with her brute mad strength, hitting a running powerslam and a series of vicious stomps. She looked like she wanted to go feral, but kept it at bay. 

Jenny James tried to make the save, tagging herself in and landing a diving double axe handle off the top rope, but Ripper Jane absorbed the blow and flattened Jenny with a spinebuster. Dem Girlz utilized their chemistry to turn the tide, isolating Ripper Jane in their corner with quick tags and some underhanded tactics from Jessy who was dead set on putting Ripper Jane away, including a sneaky choke with the tag rope. Jessy hit a tornado DDT off the second rope for a near-fall, but Ripper powered out with authority.

The crowd erupted when Hope got the hot tag, cleaning house with a series of clotheslines and a textbook belly-to-belly suplex on Jenny. Dem Girlz tried to regroup, but Ripper Jane intercepted Jenny’s attempt to save her sister with a devastating Hell Claw. Hope capitalized, nailing Jessy with the Olympic Slam to secure the pinfall and crown new champions.

Winner: Hope Mach[o]/Ripper Jane via Olympic Slam on Jessy James -> Pin -> NEW Women's World Tag Team Champions! 

Tommy Dukes: New champions! New champions! I don't believe it! Holy canoli! 

Nerma: Hope Mach and Ripper Jane are the World Tag Team Champions?! 

Tali Mach: *bleep*! *bleep*! *bleep*! GOOD FOR HOPE! *bleep*! *bleep*!

Apple Kid: Ah! 

Larry Grim: What a way to kick off the night! We have new Women's World Tag Team Champions! 

Tommy Dukes: Look over there! It looks like Jessy James is throwing up her arms. It looks like she's pushing her sister away and walking off! What's going on there?! 

Nerma: Uh-oh, could this loss be the death blow to Dem Girlz?! 

Tali Mach: They'll figure it out over some beers! They always do! In the meantime, I think it's Trev-o'-Clock! 

Apple Kid: Trev-o'-Clock?

Tali Mach: ...It's time for his match. The idiot is banged up because he went to an underground fighting arena! He put the VBW Championship on the line in a series of matches in order to get a secret weapon in the fight against Metal Rush...or so I'm told that. That's Havok bull*bleep*. 

Tommy Dukes: A long awaited encounter is here! Trevor Mach taking on Boz. Let's take it to the ring!

2. Havok - Singles: Trevor Mach vs. Boz 

Trevor Mach came out swinging, throwing wild punches and forearms at Boz, forcing the larger man into the corner early. Mach followed up with rapid-fire strikes, including stiff knees to the midsection and a running Euroland uppercut that had Boz staggering. However, Boz quickly turned the tables, catching Trevor on a rope-running attempt with a massive shoulder block that sent him crashing to the mat.

The pace slowed as Boz dominated with power moves, hitting a stalling vertical suplex and a sidewalk slam for a close two-count. Boz targeted Mach’s neck in a torturous chinlock, but Trevor rallied, breaking free with sharp elbows to the ribs. Trevor mounted a comeback, lighting up Boz with stiff kicks to the legs and a jumping enzuigiri that brought the big man to one knee.

Trevor attempted a brainbuster, but Boz countered, tossing him into the corner with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex. Boz followed up with a menacing Buckle Bomb, nearly collapsing Trevor, and finished him off with a brutal chokeslam to secure the victory.

Winner: Boz via Buckle Bomb x Chokeslam -> Pin 

Tali Mach: Whoa! 

Tommy Dukes: Boz with the win! Boz beat Trevor Mach! 

Nerma: That guy is for real! I always knew he was! You'll notice Metal Rush was watching, and you can even see Rufus Poochyfud having a laugh from his VIP seating, but they didn't get involved. Neither Metal Rush or the Metalbound Brotherhood got involved on that one. Boz straight up won. What does this mean for the drifter searching for the toughest fights? Where does he go next? 

Tali Mach: Someone get him some ice please? He's not in the habit of taking care of himself...not that I care that much or anything....*blush* 

Larry Grim: Well now we have a big Battle Royale ahead of us, with the winner getting a chance to take on Queen Beryl at Last Clash 2024!

3. Xcite - EBW Women's #1 Contender Battle Royale: Usagi Tsukino vs. Erica vs. Cherry Akintola vs. Makoto Kino vs. Gianna Rambaldi vs. Christina Angel vs. Rei Hino vs. Tracy 

The match kicked off in chaotic fashion as all eight competitors clashed in the center of the ring. Gianna Rambaldi immediately made her presence felt, taking down Cherry Akintola with a thunderous clothesline and brawling with Rei Hino in the corner. Tracy and Usagi Tsukino showcased their aerial skills, with Tsukino hitting a risky springboard moonsault that floored both Erica and Makoto Kino.

Eliminations came quickly, with Cherry being the first to go after a superkick from Christina Angel sent her over the top rope. Tracy played injured, but used her strength to toss Gianna out next, but then she was blindsided by Makoto Kino, who hit a picture-perfect missile dropkick to send the "Handmaid" flying to the floor.

The final four—Christina, Makoto, Usagi, and Rei—delivered high drama, with near-eliminations keeping the crowd on edge. Christina eliminated Rei with a hurricanrana over the ropes, only to be caught in a furious exchange of strikes with Makoto. After a grueling back-and-forth, Makoto managed to counter Christina’s attempted Angel Wings into a backdrop. Tracy, still on the outside, pulled down the top rope, sending Christina tumbling to the floor and securing her loss, and Makoto's victory.

Winner: Makoto Kino by last eliminating Christina Angel 

Larry Grim: Tracy does not want Christina succeeding. Look at her walking away, talking up her victimhood. 

Tali Mach: *sigh* Ness's sister is a real *bleep*. Been saying it for years. 

Apple Kid: You two were close thou-

Tali Mach: I told YOU to stop bringing that up! You ever remember the saying about keeping your friend's close and enemies closer?

Apple Kid: THAT close though? 

Tali Mach: SHUT IT!

Larry Grim: A big win for Makoto, and I hope that soothes the pain of what's to come in the night, as Tack Angel and Queen Beryl are set to be wed tonight. Right now, we need to shift tracks yet again, because we have the EBW Championship bout next. Bashin Dan is putting the title on the line against SUFFER's mouthy monster Troy!

4. Xcite - EBW Championship: Bashin Dan(c) vs. Troy

Troy wasted no time targeting Bashin Dan’s legs, trying to neutralize the champion’s high-impact offense. A quick Big Boot and an inverted figure-four had Dan struggling to reach the ropes early. Dan fought out, countering with a roll-through and delivering a crisp Hagen suplex that turned the tide.

The match escalated into a technical showcase, with both men countering and reversing each other’s moves. Troy nearly scored the upset after hitting a cutter for a close two-count. Bashin Dan answered back with a flying forearm and a sit-out powerbomb, but Troy kicked out at the last second.

As the match entered its final moments, Troy went for his signature Big Boot x Punt Kick combo, but Dan ducked and countered with a shot to the midsection and the Brave Clash, spiking Troy into the mat for the decisive pinfall.

Winner: Bashin Dan via Brave Clash -> Pin -> Title Defense! 

Larry Grim: Bashin Dan with the defense! No interference from SUFFER either! 

Tali Mach: Well look, we're in the town square, and they could have attacked from any direction, but I've been paying attention unlike you knuckleheads, and I see Void lurking throughout the crowd. His constant hunt of the group that summoned him continues to be an eternal thorn in their sides. I think it's hilarious personally. 

Tommy Dukes: It's Havok time next, and we have a 6-Man Tag Team match to look forward to, as Metal Rush clashes with Metal Rush, and I'm told Trevor's foray into the underground brought a secret weapon for the Brotherhood? 

Tali Mach: It did, and it better have, because if he went down there and got battered for nothing, I'd be...*sigh* let's just say nettled. We'll go with nettled. His name is Serge, and I say first hand that his arrival had Schala concerned for whart looks like the first time, so that's cool I guess. I don't know, that's Havok *bleep*! 

Nerma: Right.

5. Havok - 6-Man Tag: Ness/Magus/Serge[Debut] vs. Dougie Mach/Poo/Crono 

The debuting Serge made an immediate impact, overpowering Dougie Mach with a series of shoulder tackles and a powerful gutwrench suplex. Ness and Magus used their experience to keep Dougie isolated, cutting the ring in half with double-team moves, including a slingshot elbow drop by Ness and a snap suplex by Magus. They took Dougie's betrayal of Trevor very seriously it seemed. 

The crowd came alive when Poo tagged in, unleashing his unique style with quick palm strikes and a spinning wheel kick that floored Magus. Crono joined the fray, hitting a double jump moonsault onto both Ness and Magus for a near-fall.

The action broke down into chaos, with all six men brawling in the ring. Newcomer Serge capitalized on the confusion, leveling Poo with a devastating Dash & Slash for the three-count.

Winners: Serge via Dash & Slash on Poo -> Pin 

Tommy Dukes: Incredible! The newcomer with the win! He just pinned Poo! That's a huge victory for the Metalbound Brotherhood! Poochyfud and his Metal Rush look less than pleased now.

Nerma: Schala is standing on the stage, and she's actually looking angry for once! Staring right at Serge. It looks like the newcomer is grabbing a mic. 

Serge: Thanks for the warm welcome EBW! Always been a fan, well at least for as long as I've been here. What do I mean by that? Don't worry about it! The point is, I was making my money in the underground fighting arena, when Trevor Mach came to me and brought something to my attention. Hey Crono, it was good to finally face you in the ring. We should do that one-on-one sometime soon! What? You don't remember me? I sure remember you. How could I forget. I was on a mission to defeat something...or someone. I see that you can't keep a bad entity down. I see you Schala...or should I say Time Devourer! 

Schala: ...

Tommy Dukes: ...What?! 

Tali Mach: I dunno! That's Havok *bleep*! I DO want to see the NEXT Havok match though. Very interested in that. 

Nerma: Then let's not waste anymore time. It's Heather Mach defending the Women's World Championship against Rhea Rampage. The final encounter between these two! It's go time!

6. Havok - Women's World Championship: Heather Mach(c) vs. Rhea Rampage

The bell rang, and Rhea Rampage immediately showcased her brute force, charging Heather into the corner and pummeling her with shoulder thrusts. Heather attempted to counter with a quick snapmare, but Rhea overpowered her, hitting a massive belly-to-belly suplex for an early two-count.

"Judas Wolf" used her veteran instincts to roll to the outside, baiting Rhea into chasing her. Back in the ring, Heather took control with precision strikes, targeting Rhea’s legs to neutralize her power. A well-placed dragon screw followed by a running dropkick to the knee had Rhea limping, allowing Heather to hit a swinging neckbreaker for a near fall.

Rhea fought back with sheer determination, lifting Heather into a military press and dropping her face-first onto the turnbuckle. She followed with a vicious running splash, but Heather kicked out at two. The crowd erupted when Rhea attempted her Rip Tide, only for Heather to counter mid-air into a DDT.

Sensing victory, Heather hoisted Rhea onto her shoulders for brainbuster, followed by the Machbuster, driving her opponent into the mat and scoring the decisive pinfall to retain her title.
 
Winner: Heather Mach via Machbuster -> Pin -> Title Defense! 

Tali Mach: *bleep*! 

Tommy Dukes: Boy you said it Tali! It looks like Heather Mach has retained and Rhea Rampage is leaving EBW! 

Nerma: She said she would if she lost, and she did, so it looks like that's what's going down. Rhea looks livid, while Judas Wolf celebrates in the center of the ring.

7. Xcite - Custody Ladder Match: Tack Angel vs. Geoff Garrett

The stakes were high, with the custody contract hanging above the ring as Tack and Geoff battled it out in a grueling ladder match. The opening minutes saw Tack using his agility to evade Geoff’s early offense, countering a suplex attempt into a spinning neckbreaker. Tack quickly set up a ladder, but Geoff intercepted him with a chair shot to the ribs.

Geoff dominated for a stretch, smashing Tack into the ladder with a back body drop and driving it into his midsection. He attempted to climb, but Tack recovered in time, toppling the ladder and sending Geoff crashing onto the ropes. Tack took to the skies with a springboard dropkick, sending Geoff out of the ring and giving himself an opening to climb.

The match escalated with brutal spots, including Geoff hitting a superplex off the top of a ladder and Tack retaliating with a moonsault onto Geoff while he was pinned under a second ladder. The turning point came when Tack managed to trap Geoff in the corner with a propped-up ladder, nailing him with a running kick. He trapped him in the ropes and kicked him again. 

With Geoff incapacitated, Tack climbed the ladder and grabbed the contract, securing the victory.

Winner: Tack Angel via Contract Grab 

Tali Mach: Oh goody...the Star Prince won. *sigh* The "kids" are all his. Christina is married for crying out loud! This whole thing was stupid! 

Larry Grim: Well Tack is all smiles, and the smiles will continue for him, as he gets married tonight! I'm told that has become the main event by the way. 

Tali Mach: Because of course a wedding needs to main event a special event like this...give me a break. *bleep*!

Apple Kid: We have a bonus match that wasn't announced, as Colby Roads felt slighted that the show wasn't about him. He's taking on former Xcite Champion Magnum PT for the title!

8. Xcite - EBW Xcite Championship: Colby Roads(c) vs. Magnum PT 

The match began with a tense lock-up, as Colby Roads used his 3-Star technical prowess to outmaneuver the powerhouse Magnum PT. Colby hit a headlock takedown and transitioned into a series of holds, keeping Magnum grounded. However, Magnum powered out, lifting Colby into a back suplex that sent shockwaves through the ring.

Magnum unleashed a flurry of offense, including a thunderous spinebuster and a running big boot that nearly earned him the title. Colby fought back with quick jabs and a perfectly timed drop-toe hold, sending Magnum face-first into the turnbuckle. Seizing the opportunity, Colby delivered a springboard elbow drop for a close two-count.

As the match reached its climax, Magnum countered Colby’s attempt at the Cheese Shredder with a pop-up powerbomb, but Colby barely escaped the pinfall. Magnum signaled for his patented Mustache Ride, but Colby ducked and countered with a lightning-quick Cheese Shredder, planting Magnum to retain his championship.

Winner: Colby Roads via Cheese Shredder -> Pin -> Title Defense! 

Tali Mach: Colby wins. OH GOOD FOR YOU! *mock clapping* 

Larry Grim: Colby gets the win, and apparently dedicates the match to his father. See the lip quiver? 

Apple Kid: Oh yeah. I see it. How could you not? 

Tommy Dukes: Well folks, a wedding is going to end the show, but REAL main event is up next! Boomtown won the World Championship against Cade Yaggis, with an assist from Sal Paradise, but now "Trigger" is getting a rematch against Boomtown, but this time it's First Blood Rules! Can't wait to see it! Boomtown-Yaggis II! Let's TAKE IT TO THE RING! 

9. Havok - World Championship First Blood: Boomtown(c) vs. Cade Yaggis 

The crowd was electric as the main event of Hunter's Moon kicked off. Cade Yaggis, a fan favorite known for his resilience and explosive power, squared off against the brash and cocky Double Champion, Boomtown. The stipulation was clear—there would be no pinfalls or submissions, only the sight of first blood would determine the winner.

From the opening bell, Boomtown attempted to assert his dominance to back Cade into the corner with stiff shoulder thrusts. Cade absorbed the punishment, firing back with a barrage of rapid punches and a spinning back elbow that caught Boomtown off guard. Cade followed with a running clothesline, sending Boomtown over the top rope to the floor.

On the outside, the chaos escalated quickly. Cade whipped Boomtown into the steel barricade before grabbing a trash can from under the ring, smashing it over Boomtown’s head. The champion staggered but showed no signs of bleeding, his expression shifting into one of rage. Boomtown retaliated by lifting Cade and driving him spine-first into the ring apron with a back suplex.

Boomtown grabbed a kendo stick from under the ring and unleashed a series of brutal strikes on Cade, targeting his ribs and legs. Cade winced in pain but managed to grab a steel chair from the timekeeper's area, swinging wildly and catching Boomtown in the shoulder. With the champion dazed, Cade lifted him for a suplex, dropping him chest-first onto the barricade.

Back in the ring, Boomtown took control again after raking Cade’s eyes, followed by a devastating spinebuster. He attempted to use the barbed wire-wrapped bat he brought to the ring, but Cade ducked under the swing and countered with a jaw-rattling superkick. Cade, now with momentum, climbed to the top rope and delivered a flying elbow drop that shook the ring. The crowd roared as it seemed like Cade might turn the tide.

As Cade grabbed a piece of the barbed wire board that had been introduced earlier, the crowd’s cheers turned to boos. Sal Paradise sprinted down the ramp. Cade spotted Sal and dropped the weapon, gesturing for him to back off. The distraction gave Boomtown a moment to recover.

Sal slid into the ring, grabbing the barbed wire bat Boomtown had dropped earlier. Cade turned to Sal, shouting at him to leave, but Sal’s expression was cold and calculated. With a sudden swing, Sal smashed the bat into Cade’s forehead, the jagged wire tearing into his skin. Cade fell to the mat, blood trickling down his face as the referee immediately signaled for the bell.

Boomtown rose to his feet, smirking at the carnage. Sal dropped the bat and walked away without a word, the crowd hurling jeers his way as he disappeared into the backstage area. Boomtown raised his championship high, reveling in the boos as Cade lay bloodied and betrayed once again in the center of the ring.

Winner: Boomtown via Here Comes the Boom! -> First Blood -> Title Defense! 

Tommy Dukes: No! No! Dang it Sal! 

Nerma: Sal Paradise has once against interfered and given Boomtown the victory, as he hoists up the World and Television Championships! 

Tommy Dukes: Cade is being carried away by Little Mac, Subculture, and Picky Minch. They've got eyes on Sal, who isn't looking at them at all. He's just walking away. He doesn't look thrilled at what he did either. 

Nerma: Doesn't matter. Whatever his deal is, Cade Yaggis needs to put a stop to it.

The lights in the arena dimmed, and an eerie, dark organ melody played as the crowd watched in stunned silence. The ring had been transformed into a gothic chapel, draped in black and purple with flickering crimson candles. At the center stood The Auditor, a terrifying figure with a burnt, scarred face, dressed in tattered robes resembling a twisted accountant’s uniform. He clutched an ominous, ancient ledger with a pen that dripped red ink.

The groom, "Star Prince" Tack Angel, stood at the altar in an elaborate dark cape, his usually goofy demeanor replaced with a vacant, robotic expression. The bride, Queen Beryl, emerged from a thick fog, her towering presence in a gown of jagged black fabric that seemed alive with dark magic.

The Auditor: We are gathered here under the pale shadow of doom to witness the unholy union of the Star Prince and Her Malevolence, Queen Beryl. Let it be noted in the eternal ledger...no refunds, no exchanges.

The crowd booed. Others screamed for Tack to “snap out of it!” Queen Beryl raised a hand to silence them, her eyes glowing red as she smirked with villainous glee.

Queen Beryl: Tonight, the galaxy bends to my will! With Tack Angel as my eternal consort, no one will stand in my way—not those meddling scouts, not that STUPID senshi of love!

Tack stood motionless, his expression unchanging, as The Auditor continued.

The Auditor: If anyone here has reason to object to this union, speak now, or forever wallow in the agony of unpaid interest on their eternal debts.

Suddenly, the familiar, upbeat theme of Makoto Kino blared over the speakers, and the crowd erupted. Makoto, wearing her iconic green and white gear, stormed out with a microphone in hand.

Makoto Kino: Hold it right there! Tack, what are you doing?! This isn’t you! You’re under some kind of spell, and I’m not letting this farce go any further!

Queen Beryl scowled, clenching her fists as dark energy swirled around her.

Queen Beryl: How dare you interrupt my moment?! You insignificant pest! You think you can stand against me?!

Makoto climbed into the ring, glaring at Beryl before turning to Tack.

Makoto Kino: Tack, it’s me! Don’t you remember? Think of your friends, your family! You’re not a pawn for evil! You’re a Star Prince, for crying out loud!

Tack didn’t move, his eyes still distant and glassy. Makoto dropped the mic, approached him cautiously, and then—in a bold move—grabbed his face and kissed him passionately.

For a moment, nothing happened. Then, Tack’s eyes widened. He staggered back, blinking furiously as though waking from a long nightmare.

Tack Angel: Wait, what’s going on? Where am I? Who...WHO PUT ME IN THIS EVIL CAPE?!

He turned and saw Queen Beryl, who reached out for him with a sinister smile. Tack screamed, yanking the cape off and throwing it at her.

Tack Angel: Beryl?! Oh no! What have I done?! I don’t even remember! Did I miss the bus?! Do I still live New Leaf?! Why Subculture? What's going on?

Makoto grabbed his arm and pulled him toward the ropes.

Makoto Kino: Come on, Star Prince, we’re getting out of here!

Tack Angel: Star what now?

The two leapt out of the ring and bolted up the ramp as Queen Beryl let out an enraged, ear-piercing scream.

Queen Beryl: You think this is over, Makoto?! You think you can steal my prince?! I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE!

The Auditor, calmly closing his ledger, muttered to himself.

The Auditor: No refunds. No exchanges. But this is going on your tab, Beryl.

The crowd roared with laughter and cheers as Tack and Makoto disappeared backstage, leaving Queen Beryl in the ring, seething with rage and vowing destruction. The show faded to black with the crowd chanting, “Tack! Tack! Tack!”

Last edited by Machismo (11/28/2024 4:43 am)