Post by Press1269 on Feb 13, 2020 16:44:24 GMT
Torres: The following contest is scheduled for one fall or submission...
Changes by Lucidious strikes the PA; however the audience drowns it out with their cheers for Jason Dave! Jason walks out from behind the curtain, waving to each of the paying customers.
Torres: Introducing first, standing at six foot two and weighting in at 210 pounds, hailing from Boston, Massachusetts....This is JASON DAVVEEE!!
A smile is drawn to his lips as he continues down the entrance ramp in black athletic trunks. He shakes hands with the members of the audience who paid for those premium ramp seats before sliding into the ring. He poses at each of the ring posts before patiently waiting.
Nelson: Jason Dave gave one hell of a performance at New Yars, Who Dis? 2, and considering his history with Brianna Rissi, this should be an interesting match.
Rose: You say that as though he won. Oliver Black is still the Television Champion!
Nelson: That doesn’t take away from Dave’s performance.
Crumb: No, and what makes this really interesting is the fact that Rissi is currently being championed by Oliver Black to be our next Heavyweight Champion!
Rose: While they might be buds, I’d dare to wager that Jason might have something to say about that…
The lights dim and the sound of “I Miss The Misery” blares over the PA system. The fans get to their feet as the former Television Champion, Brianna Rissi makes her way out onto the ramp at a light bouncing skip. Her hair is hanging long, and she wears a lime green shirt with a black skull across the chest. Her short shorts are lime green and black plaid and her lime green socks reach her knees, with her signature skull sneakers with hot pink skulls on the side seem to glow. She pauses for a moment, before making her way down to the ring skipping, a slight malicious smile plastered to her face.
Torres: And introducing his opponent, standing at five foot and weighting in at 103 pounds, she hails from Melbourne, Australia...She is BRIANNA RISSSSIII!
Upon reaching ringside she merrily over to the stairs, and climbs them, and then enters the ring between the bottom and middle rope. Twirling, she goes to the center of the ring, grinning out into the crowd who go wild.
Nelson: Rissi and her fellow Queen Bee, Astrid Samson, didn’t fare as well at New Years, Who Dis? 2 against The BombTrax, but that didn’t mean they didn’t get some measure of revenge.
Crumb: Those guys left a mess up here after they gave us our booth back.
Rose: Yeah, and…why does it smell like cheeseburgers?
Nelson: Wait a minute...what is he doing out here?
The crowd murmurs as the competitors in the ring turn to see what has them abuzz when Brianna Rissi spots Wes Meyers out in the crowd holding up a sign that says 'Give Brianna A Chance!' written in large bold letters. She flashes a genuine smile towards the sign and exits the ring to the delight of the fans to give Wes a big high five, allowing the crowd the rare opportunity to pat her on the back and show her their support. She grins before hopping back up onto the apron and back into the ring. Jason Dave watches all of this politely, making it unclear whether he agrees with the sentiment or not.
Rose: So now Wes Meyers is on the Rissi bandwagon?
Crumb: Well, his close ties to Oliver Black are obvious. Why not show his support to Rissi, especially considering his endorsement for her to be the next IPW Heavyweight Champion.
Nelson: We're going to have to debate that later cause the bell is about to sound!
DING DING DING
The two competitor’s step to the center of the ring, and after a few familiar words, slap hands for good sportsmanship and separate only to begin circling one another. The two move in aggressively for a collar and elbow tie up, but Rissi uses her speed advantage to easily swing behind Dave with a waistlock. She transitions this quickly into a headlock. Dave wastes little time using his size advantage to lift the woman off the mat for a side suplex, but she rolls with it off his shoulder to land on her feet behind her. When he spins around she meets him with a high standing dropkick that sends him falling back into the ropes.
Nelson: Rissi using her speed to stay one step ahead of Dave here in the early going, and now Jason bounces back from the ropes…
Crumb: and Rissi with a Leg Lariat takes him the rest of the way down to the mat!
Rissi rolls backwards to end up on her feet, falling into the ropes for momentum as Dave tries to sit up. She goes low and slides in beside him with a forearm strike that sends him snapping back down to the canvas before reaching over to hook the leg for a cover.
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Two…
Nelson: Kick out by Dave, and Rissi now helping Jason to his feet and pushing him into the ropes to shoot off..NO! Reversal!
Crumb: Rissi now coming back at Jason with speed as he steps out to the center of the ring to catch her in a Tilt=A=Whirl, BUT RISSI CATCHES HIM SLEEPING WITH A HEAD SCISSORS TAKE OVER!
Rose: Someone needs to get this girl off the speed. She’s flying around all over the place!
Inflammatory remarks, aside, Dave comes up to his feet and rushes at Rissi once more only to be caught off guard with a quick snap arm drag. He pops up and feeds right into another, but this time Brianna chokes up on the arm with an armbar and places a knee in the side of his face for good measure.
Nelson: I’m telling you guys, between the Queen Bee’s standing tall at New Years, Who Dis? 2 and Oliver Black’s touting for her to become the next IPW Heavyweight Champion, a fire has been lit under Brianna Rissi!
Rose: That’s called, Herpes guys.
Crumb: ROSE MARIE! What the hell is wrong with you?
Rose: What? Anyone who would be best friends with Asstrid doesn’t deserve a second glance from me!
Rissi cranks back on Dave’s arm and he slaps at his shoulder in pain, all the while maneuvering so that he can get back to his feet. He forces them both up and Brianna retains hold of the arm, turning under for a dragon twist that has Jason reeling. He suddenly pitches himself into a forward roll and comes up to his feet, untwisting his arm, and managing to reverse the hold so that he now has Brianna’s wrist, and swings through with a Dragon Twist of his own.
Nelson: The torque Dave was able to get on that twist takes Brianna to her knee’s, but she’s already working her way up, looking for an escape.
Crumb: Brianna wisely lifts her leg and brings it down on Jason’s grip to break the hold, and completes the circuit with a roundhouse kick right to the gut that doubles him over…
Rissi rushes the ropes for momentum and when she springs back she leaps into the air for a high crossbody, but Dave catches snatches her out of midair and uses her own momentum to take her hard to the mat with a fall away slam. Brianna clutches at her back at the abrupt stop, and Dave uses his heels to dig into the mat to scoot himself back to hook the leg so that his shoulders lay across her chest.
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Thr-NO! Brianna hooks his arm and grapevines the other, rolling forward so that it’s Jason who now has his shoulders pinned to the mat with a crucifix pin.
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Nelson: Thr-Kick Out! Two quick pin attempts from both competitors back to back and now both are streaming to their feet…
Crumb: Dave swings at Rissi for a clothesline but she ducks and keeps going to bounce off the ropes…
Rose: Looks like she’s going to fly again even though it didn’t go so well last time…
Jason spins around just as Brianna reaches him, swinging herself up for another head scissors take over, only this time, Dave had the move scouted and is able to stop her forward momentum. Now, Brianna is basically just hanging around Jason’s neck by her legs. That is, until he pushes her up and out and then sits out into a massive inverted powerbomb that see’s Rissi crash chest and face first into the mat.
Nelson: GOODNESS GRACIOUS!
Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS BRIANNA RISSI WAS JUST SMASHED INTO THE CANVAS!
Rose: Probably, ‘Now her face can match her flat ass’. Oh, and by the way…there’s a cover.
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Thre-NO! Rissi’s shoulder shoots off the canvas at the last second and Dave looks up at the referee in a little shock. The ref continues to wave it off as two and Jason pushes up to his feet, reaching down to help Brianna to hers. A stiff upcut sends Rissi falling back into the corner, and Dave follows her in with a chop that echoes throughout the arena.
Crumb: Jason Dave is now opening up on Brianna Rissi with knife edge chops, and what started out as a friendly wrestling contest has now turned into a much more determined affair!
Rose: Oh please. Dave is just trying to cop a feel. Anyone can see that…
Nelson: Actually, Rose, I’m pretty sure you’re the only one that sees that. Brianna Rissi certainly is feeling it though as that final chop sent her falling down to her bottom to rest against the turnbuckle!
Brianna clutches at her battered chest as Dave takes a step back at the behest of the referee. The official doesn’t get long to check on Brianna before Dave comes rushing back in, looking to crush her skull in the turnbuckle with his knee. Rissi, however, manages to slide all the way down flat and rolls out to the apron, leaving no one home but the buckle. Jason slams into the corner and stumbles back clutching at his knee, looking up just in time to see Brianna springboard to the top rope and then leap off with a missile dropkick that sends Dave crashing to the mat. Brianna scrambles for a cover.
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Two…
Nelson: Thre-Kick Out! Dave tossed the much smaller Rissi right off of him, but she ended up on her feet…
Crumb: Jason pushing up to his feet, but Brianna is in motion…comes off the ropes, and SHOT GUN DROPKICK SENDS JASON SAILING THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPES TO LAND WITH A SPLAT ON THE OUTSIDE!
Rose: Damn…
Dave and Rissi fans are on their feet alike as Brianna makes her way over to the nearby corner where she starts to climb. Jason grabs at the apron to help pull himself back to his feet at about the same time that Brianna finds her spot, and when he looks up she’s already sailing off with a shooting star press that finds it’s mark. Both competitors are wiped out after the move and the fans go nuts while the referee steps to the edge of the ring and starts a count.
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Three…
Nelson: Man, it would be a shame for this one to end in a count out after everything they’ve already been through. And there's Wes Meyer's again...he's standing right next to the carnage behind the guardrail and is damn near shoving his sign into the cameraman's face.
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Five…
Crumb: Yeah, but after a move like that, who can blame him. Maybe Oliver's right. And look, Brianna is starting to stir and crawl her way back towards the ring.
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Seven…
Rose: I can’t believe that Wes Meyers is still being allowed out here, and that Jason Dave is going to go out like a punk. Rissi just rolled back into the ring, and the ref is still counting…
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Nine…
Nelson: JASON DAVE DIVES UNDER THE BOTTOM ROPE JUST IN THE NICK OF TIME TO SAVE THIS MATCH!
Rose: Well one thing is for sure, it’s evident by the look on Brianna Rissi’s face that she didn’t expect that.
Rissi gets to her feet, staring down at Dave with a newfound respect as she steps over to help him to get vertical. A right cross sends the man falling back a step, and a second has him falling into the corner. Brianna steps in with a chop, and it’s obvious by the determination on her face that she intends to offer Jason some payback from earlier.
Nelson: It’s Rissi’s turn to light up Jason Dave’s chest, and those chops are echoing throughout the arena!
Rose: Oh Please! Anyone can see that she just wants to put her hands on the man’s muscles.
Crumb: You know…sometimes I just don’t know what world you’re living in Rose.
Brianna fires in one last chop and the man’s chest is sufficiently red when she leads him out by the head and snapmares him down to the mat in front of her. He ends up in a seated position as she hops up to the second turnbuckle of the same corner they had been battling in and then delivers a leaping double foot stomp right down across his shoulders and the back of his neck! Dave flops around the mat, rolling back and forth while clutching at the injured area.
Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS BRIANA RISSI BROUGHT ALL OF HER WEIGHT CRASHING RIGHT DOWN ONTO JASON DAVE’S NECK!
Rose: Probably, ‘I wish this guy would quit asking these asinine questions every time someone hits a high impact move’.
Nelson: Regardless, Rissi just rolled him over onto his back and is hooking the leg!
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Two…
THRE-NO! Dave barely kicks out at the last possible nanosecond and Rissi stares down at him in disbelief. Swiping her hair out of her face, Brianna looks to the corner, down at Dave, and then back before getting to her feet and heading that way.
Nelson: Looks like we could be getting some high risk maneuvers in our future, but they’ve served her well thus far in this contest…
Crumb: Indeed, and now Rissi is almost at the top…WHAT THE…
Rose: Ooohhh! Let me, let me! WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS JASON DAVE JUST POPPED UP TO HIS FEET AND DOVE AT THE TOP ROPE TO CAUSE RISSI TO LOSE HER BALANCE AND COME CRASHING DOWN CROTCH FIRST ON THE TURNBUCKLE!
Crumb: Well, that was uncalled for…
Nelson: Folks, don’t let Rose fool you. I don’t think Dave had that scouted, he just happened to get to his feet and out of fatigue fell into the ropes to cause that mishap.
Rose: Please! That was deliberate.
Nelson: To each their own, but deliberate or not, Dave is now stepping up to the second rope to join Brianna in the air.
Dave pushes Brianna back a bit to make room for him to stand, but the tenacious vixen drives a headbutt into his face for his trouble. The fans cheer wildly, but a look of anger flashes over Jason’s face, and in the heat of the moment, he unloads with clubbing right hands that beat his much smaller opponent into submission. Completely pliable and half out of her head, Rissi puts up little resistance as Dave hooks her around the head and brings her off the top with a massive superplex that shakes the ring.
Nelson: GOODNESS GRACIOUS!
Rose: I’m surprised no one yelled ‘timber’ before that one…
Crumb: Now both competitors are laid out in the center of the ring, and that took just as much out of Jason Dave as it did Brianna Rissi!
The referee checks both competitors and with a shake of his head steps back and starts the count. He manages to reach the count of four before Jason Dave begins to stir and then crawls his way over to Rissi where he raises his arm high overhead before falling forwards to drape it over her chest for a pin.
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Two…
Nelson: Three! NO! The referee is waving it off and saying that Brianna got the shoulder up!
Crumb: That was as close a near fall that I’ve seen in a long time!
Rose: Even I must admit that I’m a little surprised she had it in her to get out.
Dave presses his forehead into the mat, frustration starting to come into play as the fans begin clapping and chanting for the two superstars to make it back to their feet. After a few seconds Dave pushes up and looks out at the roaring crowd, nodding his head to signal that it was time to put this one away. Reaching down he slowly helps Brianna back to her feet and then hooks her around the front of her head from behind, bending her backwards and looking for his finisher.
Nelson: This is it! If Dave hits this it’s over!
Crumb: He swings tight for Natural Selection (Cross-Rhodes) BUT RISSI SPUN OUT TO LAND ON HER FEET! DAVE SCRAMBLING TO HIS…
ROSE: HURRICANRANA SPIKES HIS SKULL INTO THE MAT FROM OUT OF NOWHERE!
The other two commentators look down at the end of the table at Rose in surprise, but not even she can hide her excitement as this match has progressed. Both competitors are laid out once again on the mat, and once again the referee is forced to start a count. Midways through it’s Brianna this time that crawls over to Jason and drops her arm across his chest.
One…
Two…
Nelson: THREE-NO! MY GOODNESS! HOW ARE THEY STILL FIGHTING AFTER ALL OF THIS!
Crumb: Hey! Not you too! I ask the questions around here!
Rissi beats the mat beside Dave in frustration, falling back to sit on her haunches in exhaustion while the fans go wild for the match to continue. Finally, she reaches down and helps Dave up to his feet, a spinning back elbow catching him in the jaw which sends him stumbling back into the nearby corner. Brianna steps over and turns so that she can hook Dave around the side of the head, signaling to the crowd that she's about ready to put this one away.
Nelson: Rissi is looking for her bulldog here and the fans are with it...Runs across the ring...AND WHOA!
Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS JASON DAVE JUST USED BRIANNA RISSI'S ON MOMENTUM TO LAUNCH HER PAINFULLY ACROSS THE RING?!?!
Rose: Probably the bitch should put on a few pounds to prevent stuff like this from happening...
Rissi clutches at her back in disbelief as she pushes up to her feet, stumbling back towards Jason as he buries a boot in her gut, hooks her around the head, and then snaps her down to the mat with a lightening fast Natural Selection (Cross Rhodes)!
Nelson: THERE'S THE FINISH TO THIS MATCH AND THANK YOU FOR COMING BRIANNA RISSI!!
One...
Two...
THREE-KICK OUT!
Crumb: OH MY GOODNESS!
Rose: F-it! Allow me! WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS BRIANNA RISSI JUST KICKED OUT OF NATURAL SELECTION?!?!
Nelson: Feel better?
Rose: Mildly liberated.
The fans are as dumbstruck as the announcers when Jason Dave shoves his hands into his hairline and shakes his head at the ref in disbelief as he continues to flash the sign for two. It takes him a minute to come to terms that his best shot didn't finish the job until finally he pushes up to his feet, hands on hips. He starts to nod at the capacity crowd as they buzz with excitement, reaching down to pull a limp Brianna up with both hands. Suddenly, Rissi snaps alive from out of nowhere, knocking Jason's hands away while hooking him around the head and running towards the ropes. When she reaches them she leaps to bounce off the top, swinging her and Dave around only to plant him face first in the ring with her own finisher!
Nelson: MASSIVE RUNNING BULLDOG DRIVES DAVE FACE FIRST INTO THE MAT AND NOW RISSI SHOOTING THE HALF AND HOOKING THE LEG!
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Two...
THREE-KICK OUT!
Crumb: JASON DAVE GOT THE SHOULDER UP AT THE LAST POSSIBLE NANOSECOND! CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS MATCH!
Nelson: My Goodness, folks, this has been one for the ages. Both competitors have thrown their two heaviest shots and both are refusing to go down!
Rose: I have to admit...what do they have to do to end this thing, commit homicide?
Brianna falls off of Dave clutching at the back of her head thanks to his Natural Selection, glancing over at him with confusion at how he kicked out after all that. She almost looks disheartened as she pushes up to her feet, remaining bent over to grab a loopy Dave to try and get him back to his. Suddenly Dave hooks her around the head for another surprise run, slipping his leg through hers to drag her down to the mat into a tight small package.
One...
Two...
Thr-The package isn't tight enough as Brianna somehow manages to wriggle free before the three, but does so in a way that she is the one now who has Jason all hemmed up.
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Two...
Thr-Dave uses his size advantage to power out at two and half, and the two finally disentangle from one another and scramble up to their feet. Dave launches himself forwards for a clothesline to try and cut Rissi off, but she ducks, instead hooking him through the legs as he passes by and dragging him down into a schoolboy pin where she puts every ounce of herself on the back of his hamstrings which force his own knees into his chest!
One...
Two...
Three!!!
Nelson: OH MY GOODNESS! I THINK SHE GOT HIM!
Crumb: I don't know...the referee is conferring with Dave who did kick out...
DING DING DING
Torres: And the winner of this contest by pinfall, BRIANNA RISSI!
Rose: Ha! She stole one from one of her best friends! What a bitch!
Crumb: Oh come on, Rose! Even you have to admit that this was a great match! I know it's early, but it might be a contender for the 2020 match of the year!
Jason Dave leans against the ropes, still breathing heavy and shaking his head, when he looks over to Brianna Rissi as she hunches over with both hands on her knees doing the same. The referee steps up beside her to lift her hand in victory, but Dave suddenly interjects and brushes him aside. Rissi notices the man she had just gone the distance with for the first time since the pinfall, and she looks into his eyes for a moment with hesitation. Was he about to clock her? Did she deserve it? When suddenly Dave gives her a half smile and a shrug, and lifts her wrist on his own to a huge ovation from the crowd.
Nelson: There's no doubt that these two put on a clinic here tonight, and it is great to see this level of sportsmanship from these two fine competitors...Oh no!
Crumb: Not again!
Rose: Well, can't say we didn't see this coming...
The BombTrax are picked up by the camera having already cleared the ringside area and hopping up on the ring apron. Just as they come into the ring, Rissi and Dave, still tired from their match can sense something is wrong, but by the time they turn towards the danger it's already on top of them. Rissi has just enough time to see Flaming Youth's boot crashing into her face with his Slow Burn Superkick, while Dave literally cuts a flip thanks to a Sudden Stop running big boot by Press!
Nelson: GOODNESS GRACIOUS! THESE TWO ARE A MENACE!
Crumb: Attacking these two after they had already gone to hell and back! Dispicable!
Rose: Hey...if they had shown up just a few seconds ago they could have ended this match for Dave and Rissi and there wouldn't be any hurt feelings. I say they dropped the ball!
Nelson: Thank goodness that didn't happen, but speaking of dropping something!
Youth drops down on top of Brianna, cradling her head so that piston right hands can find their mark into her cranium, while Press scoops Jason Dave up and sends him hurtling through the ropes to splat on the outside. He follow the man out, leaving his partner to continue hammering away, and Dave tries to get to his feet when the big man grabs hold of him with his meaty paws and hoists him onto his shoulder. He doesn't even get a running go, just showing an incredible amount of power, as he launches Dave like a lawn dart towards the steel steps. As Jason descends he slams head long into the top portion of the steel like a torpedo, dislodging them from the bottom and sending them skidding across the floor until coming to a rest against the guardrail. Fans boo the two men unmercifully when Dave rolls over onto his back after the collision and reveals that he has been busted wide open!
Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS JASON DAVE HAS JUST BEEN BLOODIED BY THE BOMBTRAX!
Rose: Probably what is he doing with that bottom portion of the ring steps, and why did he just slide them under the bottom rope and into the ring!
Nelson: Guys...not to qoute Star Wars, BUT I HAVE A BAD FEELING ABOUT THIS!
Rissi looks to be out of it as Youth finally hops off of her and grabs the bottom steps and drags them to the center of the ring. Just as Press hops to the apron and swings over the top rope into the ring, Youth yanks her up by the hair of the head and sends her stumbling his way. With a boot to her midsection he doubles her over, taking her by the skull and dragging her to tuck between his legs. Youth steps over to the nearest corner and in one spring ends up on the top rope, and the fans, who had been booing them, begin to scream in a panic. Some, however, scream in a blood lust, as Press flips the woman up to sit on his chest.
Nelson: OH GOODNESS! PLEASE TELL ME THEY AREN'T ABOUT TO DO THIS!
Rose: HEY! At least it isn't our announce table this time!
Youth leaps off with a sidekick into Brianna's face, adding even more momentum as the Goliath, Press, drives her spine first down across the bottom steps with a powerbomb. The fans nearly blow the roof off the joint as Brianna Rissi's face is wracked with pain, moving slowly to grip at her lower back as if somehow that will fit all the pieces back together. Press stares out at the crowd with a triumphant grin, but then looks over at Youth who smacks himself in the side of the head comically. The big man's smile fades as he reaches up to touch the spot where he had been clobbered by The Queen Bee's con-chairto, and his face as grim as he reaches down to pull up a now completely spaghetti legged Rissi.
Crumb: COME ON! THIS IS OVER! DON'T DO THIS!
Nelson: Even this crowd is starting to turn on the two fiends who are in danger of committing a felony here if they do this again! Enough is enough!
Rose: Oh, Jason...be smart! Don't do this!
A bloodied and shaken Jason Dave pulls himself up onto the edge of the ring and crawls haphazardly through the middle and bottom rope into the ring, hand outstretched towards Brianna Rissi, who looks to be set to go for another ride courtesy of The BombTrax. Press notices the bloody mess as he crawls in their direction, and he shakes his head with a rueful smile while tossing Brianna to the side to flop against the mat like a sack of potatoes. He directs traffic for Youth to pull Dave up to to take her place when suddenly the Santa Monica crowd goes ballistic as Oliver Black and Scott Wilson appear on the stage, each wielding steel chairs and rushing down towards the ring. It doesn't look like the two are exactly aligned, only by the common threat to two of their respective friends.
Nelson: THANK GOD! YOU TALK ABOUT UNHOLY ALLIANCES!
Crumb: Yeah, but somebody had to do something...OH! AND PRESS JUST SENT HIS KNEE RIGHT INTO THE SIDE OF DAVE'S HEAD AS BLACK AND WILSON HIT THE RING!
Rose: Yeah, and there go The BombTrax taking a powder!
Oliver Black runs right up to the edge of the ropes, chunking his chair in Press direction, but it's deflected by one of the mastodon's meaty fists. Press laughs up at the Television Champion as Wilson drops to check on the status of Dave behind him. Black starts to go through the ropes, but when Youth blows the unmoving Rissi a kiss it reminds him that he needs to tend to his friend. Cursing under his breath he swings back into the ring and slides in beside Brianna Rissi, brushing hair from her face and trying to revive her.
Nelson: Well, Oliver Black and Scott Wilson came out in the nick of time to stop any more mayhem, but My Goodness! The damage might be done!
Crumb: That was some horrendous power behind that impact across those steel steps, and one has to wonder if this hasn't shortened the woman's career.
Rose: One things for sure, The BombTrax did what they said they were going to do at the start of the show, and if this is any indication...Ole Asstrid is about to be next!
Nelson: As much as I disagree with your implication's Rose, I'm afraid you're probably right.
Crumb: Man...EMT in the ring checking on Rissi as Jason Dave has been propped up in the corner to be attended to. This looks like a train wreck.
Nelson: How about we try and find something going on in the back while we sort this mess out?
The camera does one more sweep of the carnage in the ring before cutting to backstage.
Changes by Lucidious strikes the PA; however the audience drowns it out with their cheers for Jason Dave! Jason walks out from behind the curtain, waving to each of the paying customers.
Torres: Introducing first, standing at six foot two and weighting in at 210 pounds, hailing from Boston, Massachusetts....This is JASON DAVVEEE!!
A smile is drawn to his lips as he continues down the entrance ramp in black athletic trunks. He shakes hands with the members of the audience who paid for those premium ramp seats before sliding into the ring. He poses at each of the ring posts before patiently waiting.
Nelson: Jason Dave gave one hell of a performance at New Yars, Who Dis? 2, and considering his history with Brianna Rissi, this should be an interesting match.
Rose: You say that as though he won. Oliver Black is still the Television Champion!
Nelson: That doesn’t take away from Dave’s performance.
Crumb: No, and what makes this really interesting is the fact that Rissi is currently being championed by Oliver Black to be our next Heavyweight Champion!
Rose: While they might be buds, I’d dare to wager that Jason might have something to say about that…
The lights dim and the sound of “I Miss The Misery” blares over the PA system. The fans get to their feet as the former Television Champion, Brianna Rissi makes her way out onto the ramp at a light bouncing skip. Her hair is hanging long, and she wears a lime green shirt with a black skull across the chest. Her short shorts are lime green and black plaid and her lime green socks reach her knees, with her signature skull sneakers with hot pink skulls on the side seem to glow. She pauses for a moment, before making her way down to the ring skipping, a slight malicious smile plastered to her face.
Torres: And introducing his opponent, standing at five foot and weighting in at 103 pounds, she hails from Melbourne, Australia...She is BRIANNA RISSSSIII!
Upon reaching ringside she merrily over to the stairs, and climbs them, and then enters the ring between the bottom and middle rope. Twirling, she goes to the center of the ring, grinning out into the crowd who go wild.
Nelson: Rissi and her fellow Queen Bee, Astrid Samson, didn’t fare as well at New Years, Who Dis? 2 against The BombTrax, but that didn’t mean they didn’t get some measure of revenge.
Crumb: Those guys left a mess up here after they gave us our booth back.
Rose: Yeah, and…why does it smell like cheeseburgers?
Nelson: Wait a minute...what is he doing out here?
The crowd murmurs as the competitors in the ring turn to see what has them abuzz when Brianna Rissi spots Wes Meyers out in the crowd holding up a sign that says 'Give Brianna A Chance!' written in large bold letters. She flashes a genuine smile towards the sign and exits the ring to the delight of the fans to give Wes a big high five, allowing the crowd the rare opportunity to pat her on the back and show her their support. She grins before hopping back up onto the apron and back into the ring. Jason Dave watches all of this politely, making it unclear whether he agrees with the sentiment or not.
Rose: So now Wes Meyers is on the Rissi bandwagon?
Crumb: Well, his close ties to Oliver Black are obvious. Why not show his support to Rissi, especially considering his endorsement for her to be the next IPW Heavyweight Champion.
Nelson: We're going to have to debate that later cause the bell is about to sound!
DING DING DING
---Jason Dave vs. Brianna Rissi---
The two competitor’s step to the center of the ring, and after a few familiar words, slap hands for good sportsmanship and separate only to begin circling one another. The two move in aggressively for a collar and elbow tie up, but Rissi uses her speed advantage to easily swing behind Dave with a waistlock. She transitions this quickly into a headlock. Dave wastes little time using his size advantage to lift the woman off the mat for a side suplex, but she rolls with it off his shoulder to land on her feet behind her. When he spins around she meets him with a high standing dropkick that sends him falling back into the ropes.
Nelson: Rissi using her speed to stay one step ahead of Dave here in the early going, and now Jason bounces back from the ropes…
Crumb: and Rissi with a Leg Lariat takes him the rest of the way down to the mat!
Rissi rolls backwards to end up on her feet, falling into the ropes for momentum as Dave tries to sit up. She goes low and slides in beside him with a forearm strike that sends him snapping back down to the canvas before reaching over to hook the leg for a cover.
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Nelson: Kick out by Dave, and Rissi now helping Jason to his feet and pushing him into the ropes to shoot off..NO! Reversal!
Crumb: Rissi now coming back at Jason with speed as he steps out to the center of the ring to catch her in a Tilt=A=Whirl, BUT RISSI CATCHES HIM SLEEPING WITH A HEAD SCISSORS TAKE OVER!
Rose: Someone needs to get this girl off the speed. She’s flying around all over the place!
Inflammatory remarks, aside, Dave comes up to his feet and rushes at Rissi once more only to be caught off guard with a quick snap arm drag. He pops up and feeds right into another, but this time Brianna chokes up on the arm with an armbar and places a knee in the side of his face for good measure.
Nelson: I’m telling you guys, between the Queen Bee’s standing tall at New Years, Who Dis? 2 and Oliver Black’s touting for her to become the next IPW Heavyweight Champion, a fire has been lit under Brianna Rissi!
Rose: That’s called, Herpes guys.
Crumb: ROSE MARIE! What the hell is wrong with you?
Rose: What? Anyone who would be best friends with Asstrid doesn’t deserve a second glance from me!
Rissi cranks back on Dave’s arm and he slaps at his shoulder in pain, all the while maneuvering so that he can get back to his feet. He forces them both up and Brianna retains hold of the arm, turning under for a dragon twist that has Jason reeling. He suddenly pitches himself into a forward roll and comes up to his feet, untwisting his arm, and managing to reverse the hold so that he now has Brianna’s wrist, and swings through with a Dragon Twist of his own.
Nelson: The torque Dave was able to get on that twist takes Brianna to her knee’s, but she’s already working her way up, looking for an escape.
Crumb: Brianna wisely lifts her leg and brings it down on Jason’s grip to break the hold, and completes the circuit with a roundhouse kick right to the gut that doubles him over…
Rissi rushes the ropes for momentum and when she springs back she leaps into the air for a high crossbody, but Dave catches snatches her out of midair and uses her own momentum to take her hard to the mat with a fall away slam. Brianna clutches at her back at the abrupt stop, and Dave uses his heels to dig into the mat to scoot himself back to hook the leg so that his shoulders lay across her chest.
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Thr-NO! Brianna hooks his arm and grapevines the other, rolling forward so that it’s Jason who now has his shoulders pinned to the mat with a crucifix pin.
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Nelson: Thr-Kick Out! Two quick pin attempts from both competitors back to back and now both are streaming to their feet…
Crumb: Dave swings at Rissi for a clothesline but she ducks and keeps going to bounce off the ropes…
Rose: Looks like she’s going to fly again even though it didn’t go so well last time…
Jason spins around just as Brianna reaches him, swinging herself up for another head scissors take over, only this time, Dave had the move scouted and is able to stop her forward momentum. Now, Brianna is basically just hanging around Jason’s neck by her legs. That is, until he pushes her up and out and then sits out into a massive inverted powerbomb that see’s Rissi crash chest and face first into the mat.
Nelson: GOODNESS GRACIOUS!
Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS BRIANNA RISSI WAS JUST SMASHED INTO THE CANVAS!
Rose: Probably, ‘Now her face can match her flat ass’. Oh, and by the way…there’s a cover.
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Thre-NO! Rissi’s shoulder shoots off the canvas at the last second and Dave looks up at the referee in a little shock. The ref continues to wave it off as two and Jason pushes up to his feet, reaching down to help Brianna to hers. A stiff upcut sends Rissi falling back into the corner, and Dave follows her in with a chop that echoes throughout the arena.
Crumb: Jason Dave is now opening up on Brianna Rissi with knife edge chops, and what started out as a friendly wrestling contest has now turned into a much more determined affair!
Rose: Oh please. Dave is just trying to cop a feel. Anyone can see that…
Nelson: Actually, Rose, I’m pretty sure you’re the only one that sees that. Brianna Rissi certainly is feeling it though as that final chop sent her falling down to her bottom to rest against the turnbuckle!
Brianna clutches at her battered chest as Dave takes a step back at the behest of the referee. The official doesn’t get long to check on Brianna before Dave comes rushing back in, looking to crush her skull in the turnbuckle with his knee. Rissi, however, manages to slide all the way down flat and rolls out to the apron, leaving no one home but the buckle. Jason slams into the corner and stumbles back clutching at his knee, looking up just in time to see Brianna springboard to the top rope and then leap off with a missile dropkick that sends Dave crashing to the mat. Brianna scrambles for a cover.
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Nelson: Thre-Kick Out! Dave tossed the much smaller Rissi right off of him, but she ended up on her feet…
Crumb: Jason pushing up to his feet, but Brianna is in motion…comes off the ropes, and SHOT GUN DROPKICK SENDS JASON SAILING THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPES TO LAND WITH A SPLAT ON THE OUTSIDE!
Rose: Damn…
Dave and Rissi fans are on their feet alike as Brianna makes her way over to the nearby corner where she starts to climb. Jason grabs at the apron to help pull himself back to his feet at about the same time that Brianna finds her spot, and when he looks up she’s already sailing off with a shooting star press that finds it’s mark. Both competitors are wiped out after the move and the fans go nuts while the referee steps to the edge of the ring and starts a count.
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Nelson: Man, it would be a shame for this one to end in a count out after everything they’ve already been through. And there's Wes Meyer's again...he's standing right next to the carnage behind the guardrail and is damn near shoving his sign into the cameraman's face.
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Crumb: Yeah, but after a move like that, who can blame him. Maybe Oliver's right. And look, Brianna is starting to stir and crawl her way back towards the ring.
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Rose: I can’t believe that Wes Meyers is still being allowed out here, and that Jason Dave is going to go out like a punk. Rissi just rolled back into the ring, and the ref is still counting…
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Nelson: JASON DAVE DIVES UNDER THE BOTTOM ROPE JUST IN THE NICK OF TIME TO SAVE THIS MATCH!
Rose: Well one thing is for sure, it’s evident by the look on Brianna Rissi’s face that she didn’t expect that.
Rissi gets to her feet, staring down at Dave with a newfound respect as she steps over to help him to get vertical. A right cross sends the man falling back a step, and a second has him falling into the corner. Brianna steps in with a chop, and it’s obvious by the determination on her face that she intends to offer Jason some payback from earlier.
Nelson: It’s Rissi’s turn to light up Jason Dave’s chest, and those chops are echoing throughout the arena!
Rose: Oh Please! Anyone can see that she just wants to put her hands on the man’s muscles.
Crumb: You know…sometimes I just don’t know what world you’re living in Rose.
Brianna fires in one last chop and the man’s chest is sufficiently red when she leads him out by the head and snapmares him down to the mat in front of her. He ends up in a seated position as she hops up to the second turnbuckle of the same corner they had been battling in and then delivers a leaping double foot stomp right down across his shoulders and the back of his neck! Dave flops around the mat, rolling back and forth while clutching at the injured area.
Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS BRIANA RISSI BROUGHT ALL OF HER WEIGHT CRASHING RIGHT DOWN ONTO JASON DAVE’S NECK!
Rose: Probably, ‘I wish this guy would quit asking these asinine questions every time someone hits a high impact move’.
Nelson: Regardless, Rissi just rolled him over onto his back and is hooking the leg!
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THRE-NO! Dave barely kicks out at the last possible nanosecond and Rissi stares down at him in disbelief. Swiping her hair out of her face, Brianna looks to the corner, down at Dave, and then back before getting to her feet and heading that way.
Nelson: Looks like we could be getting some high risk maneuvers in our future, but they’ve served her well thus far in this contest…
Crumb: Indeed, and now Rissi is almost at the top…WHAT THE…
Rose: Ooohhh! Let me, let me! WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS JASON DAVE JUST POPPED UP TO HIS FEET AND DOVE AT THE TOP ROPE TO CAUSE RISSI TO LOSE HER BALANCE AND COME CRASHING DOWN CROTCH FIRST ON THE TURNBUCKLE!
Crumb: Well, that was uncalled for…
Nelson: Folks, don’t let Rose fool you. I don’t think Dave had that scouted, he just happened to get to his feet and out of fatigue fell into the ropes to cause that mishap.
Rose: Please! That was deliberate.
Nelson: To each their own, but deliberate or not, Dave is now stepping up to the second rope to join Brianna in the air.
Dave pushes Brianna back a bit to make room for him to stand, but the tenacious vixen drives a headbutt into his face for his trouble. The fans cheer wildly, but a look of anger flashes over Jason’s face, and in the heat of the moment, he unloads with clubbing right hands that beat his much smaller opponent into submission. Completely pliable and half out of her head, Rissi puts up little resistance as Dave hooks her around the head and brings her off the top with a massive superplex that shakes the ring.
Nelson: GOODNESS GRACIOUS!
Rose: I’m surprised no one yelled ‘timber’ before that one…
Crumb: Now both competitors are laid out in the center of the ring, and that took just as much out of Jason Dave as it did Brianna Rissi!
The referee checks both competitors and with a shake of his head steps back and starts the count. He manages to reach the count of four before Jason Dave begins to stir and then crawls his way over to Rissi where he raises his arm high overhead before falling forwards to drape it over her chest for a pin.
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Nelson: Three! NO! The referee is waving it off and saying that Brianna got the shoulder up!
Crumb: That was as close a near fall that I’ve seen in a long time!
Rose: Even I must admit that I’m a little surprised she had it in her to get out.
Dave presses his forehead into the mat, frustration starting to come into play as the fans begin clapping and chanting for the two superstars to make it back to their feet. After a few seconds Dave pushes up and looks out at the roaring crowd, nodding his head to signal that it was time to put this one away. Reaching down he slowly helps Brianna back to her feet and then hooks her around the front of her head from behind, bending her backwards and looking for his finisher.
Nelson: This is it! If Dave hits this it’s over!
Crumb: He swings tight for Natural Selection (Cross-Rhodes) BUT RISSI SPUN OUT TO LAND ON HER FEET! DAVE SCRAMBLING TO HIS…
ROSE: HURRICANRANA SPIKES HIS SKULL INTO THE MAT FROM OUT OF NOWHERE!
The other two commentators look down at the end of the table at Rose in surprise, but not even she can hide her excitement as this match has progressed. Both competitors are laid out once again on the mat, and once again the referee is forced to start a count. Midways through it’s Brianna this time that crawls over to Jason and drops her arm across his chest.
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Nelson: THREE-NO! MY GOODNESS! HOW ARE THEY STILL FIGHTING AFTER ALL OF THIS!
Crumb: Hey! Not you too! I ask the questions around here!
Rissi beats the mat beside Dave in frustration, falling back to sit on her haunches in exhaustion while the fans go wild for the match to continue. Finally, she reaches down and helps Dave up to his feet, a spinning back elbow catching him in the jaw which sends him stumbling back into the nearby corner. Brianna steps over and turns so that she can hook Dave around the side of the head, signaling to the crowd that she's about ready to put this one away.
Nelson: Rissi is looking for her bulldog here and the fans are with it...Runs across the ring...AND WHOA!
Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS JASON DAVE JUST USED BRIANNA RISSI'S ON MOMENTUM TO LAUNCH HER PAINFULLY ACROSS THE RING?!?!
Rose: Probably the bitch should put on a few pounds to prevent stuff like this from happening...
Rissi clutches at her back in disbelief as she pushes up to her feet, stumbling back towards Jason as he buries a boot in her gut, hooks her around the head, and then snaps her down to the mat with a lightening fast Natural Selection (Cross Rhodes)!
Nelson: THERE'S THE FINISH TO THIS MATCH AND THANK YOU FOR COMING BRIANNA RISSI!!
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THREE-KICK OUT!
Crumb: OH MY GOODNESS!
Rose: F-it! Allow me! WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS BRIANNA RISSI JUST KICKED OUT OF NATURAL SELECTION?!?!
Nelson: Feel better?
Rose: Mildly liberated.
The fans are as dumbstruck as the announcers when Jason Dave shoves his hands into his hairline and shakes his head at the ref in disbelief as he continues to flash the sign for two. It takes him a minute to come to terms that his best shot didn't finish the job until finally he pushes up to his feet, hands on hips. He starts to nod at the capacity crowd as they buzz with excitement, reaching down to pull a limp Brianna up with both hands. Suddenly, Rissi snaps alive from out of nowhere, knocking Jason's hands away while hooking him around the head and running towards the ropes. When she reaches them she leaps to bounce off the top, swinging her and Dave around only to plant him face first in the ring with her own finisher!
Nelson: MASSIVE RUNNING BULLDOG DRIVES DAVE FACE FIRST INTO THE MAT AND NOW RISSI SHOOTING THE HALF AND HOOKING THE LEG!
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THREE-KICK OUT!
Crumb: JASON DAVE GOT THE SHOULDER UP AT THE LAST POSSIBLE NANOSECOND! CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS MATCH!
Nelson: My Goodness, folks, this has been one for the ages. Both competitors have thrown their two heaviest shots and both are refusing to go down!
Rose: I have to admit...what do they have to do to end this thing, commit homicide?
Brianna falls off of Dave clutching at the back of her head thanks to his Natural Selection, glancing over at him with confusion at how he kicked out after all that. She almost looks disheartened as she pushes up to her feet, remaining bent over to grab a loopy Dave to try and get him back to his. Suddenly Dave hooks her around the head for another surprise run, slipping his leg through hers to drag her down to the mat into a tight small package.
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Thr-The package isn't tight enough as Brianna somehow manages to wriggle free before the three, but does so in a way that she is the one now who has Jason all hemmed up.
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Thr-Dave uses his size advantage to power out at two and half, and the two finally disentangle from one another and scramble up to their feet. Dave launches himself forwards for a clothesline to try and cut Rissi off, but she ducks, instead hooking him through the legs as he passes by and dragging him down into a schoolboy pin where she puts every ounce of herself on the back of his hamstrings which force his own knees into his chest!
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Three!!!
Nelson: OH MY GOODNESS! I THINK SHE GOT HIM!
Crumb: I don't know...the referee is conferring with Dave who did kick out...
DING DING DING
Torres: And the winner of this contest by pinfall, BRIANNA RISSI!
Rose: Ha! She stole one from one of her best friends! What a bitch!
Crumb: Oh come on, Rose! Even you have to admit that this was a great match! I know it's early, but it might be a contender for the 2020 match of the year!
Jason Dave leans against the ropes, still breathing heavy and shaking his head, when he looks over to Brianna Rissi as she hunches over with both hands on her knees doing the same. The referee steps up beside her to lift her hand in victory, but Dave suddenly interjects and brushes him aside. Rissi notices the man she had just gone the distance with for the first time since the pinfall, and she looks into his eyes for a moment with hesitation. Was he about to clock her? Did she deserve it? When suddenly Dave gives her a half smile and a shrug, and lifts her wrist on his own to a huge ovation from the crowd.
Nelson: There's no doubt that these two put on a clinic here tonight, and it is great to see this level of sportsmanship from these two fine competitors...Oh no!
Crumb: Not again!
Rose: Well, can't say we didn't see this coming...
The BombTrax are picked up by the camera having already cleared the ringside area and hopping up on the ring apron. Just as they come into the ring, Rissi and Dave, still tired from their match can sense something is wrong, but by the time they turn towards the danger it's already on top of them. Rissi has just enough time to see Flaming Youth's boot crashing into her face with his Slow Burn Superkick, while Dave literally cuts a flip thanks to a Sudden Stop running big boot by Press!
Nelson: GOODNESS GRACIOUS! THESE TWO ARE A MENACE!
Crumb: Attacking these two after they had already gone to hell and back! Dispicable!
Rose: Hey...if they had shown up just a few seconds ago they could have ended this match for Dave and Rissi and there wouldn't be any hurt feelings. I say they dropped the ball!
Nelson: Thank goodness that didn't happen, but speaking of dropping something!
Youth drops down on top of Brianna, cradling her head so that piston right hands can find their mark into her cranium, while Press scoops Jason Dave up and sends him hurtling through the ropes to splat on the outside. He follow the man out, leaving his partner to continue hammering away, and Dave tries to get to his feet when the big man grabs hold of him with his meaty paws and hoists him onto his shoulder. He doesn't even get a running go, just showing an incredible amount of power, as he launches Dave like a lawn dart towards the steel steps. As Jason descends he slams head long into the top portion of the steel like a torpedo, dislodging them from the bottom and sending them skidding across the floor until coming to a rest against the guardrail. Fans boo the two men unmercifully when Dave rolls over onto his back after the collision and reveals that he has been busted wide open!
Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS JASON DAVE HAS JUST BEEN BLOODIED BY THE BOMBTRAX!
Rose: Probably what is he doing with that bottom portion of the ring steps, and why did he just slide them under the bottom rope and into the ring!
Nelson: Guys...not to qoute Star Wars, BUT I HAVE A BAD FEELING ABOUT THIS!
Rissi looks to be out of it as Youth finally hops off of her and grabs the bottom steps and drags them to the center of the ring. Just as Press hops to the apron and swings over the top rope into the ring, Youth yanks her up by the hair of the head and sends her stumbling his way. With a boot to her midsection he doubles her over, taking her by the skull and dragging her to tuck between his legs. Youth steps over to the nearest corner and in one spring ends up on the top rope, and the fans, who had been booing them, begin to scream in a panic. Some, however, scream in a blood lust, as Press flips the woman up to sit on his chest.
Nelson: OH GOODNESS! PLEASE TELL ME THEY AREN'T ABOUT TO DO THIS!
Rose: HEY! At least it isn't our announce table this time!
Youth leaps off with a sidekick into Brianna's face, adding even more momentum as the Goliath, Press, drives her spine first down across the bottom steps with a powerbomb. The fans nearly blow the roof off the joint as Brianna Rissi's face is wracked with pain, moving slowly to grip at her lower back as if somehow that will fit all the pieces back together. Press stares out at the crowd with a triumphant grin, but then looks over at Youth who smacks himself in the side of the head comically. The big man's smile fades as he reaches up to touch the spot where he had been clobbered by The Queen Bee's con-chairto, and his face as grim as he reaches down to pull up a now completely spaghetti legged Rissi.
Crumb: COME ON! THIS IS OVER! DON'T DO THIS!
Nelson: Even this crowd is starting to turn on the two fiends who are in danger of committing a felony here if they do this again! Enough is enough!
Rose: Oh, Jason...be smart! Don't do this!
A bloodied and shaken Jason Dave pulls himself up onto the edge of the ring and crawls haphazardly through the middle and bottom rope into the ring, hand outstretched towards Brianna Rissi, who looks to be set to go for another ride courtesy of The BombTrax. Press notices the bloody mess as he crawls in their direction, and he shakes his head with a rueful smile while tossing Brianna to the side to flop against the mat like a sack of potatoes. He directs traffic for Youth to pull Dave up to to take her place when suddenly the Santa Monica crowd goes ballistic as Oliver Black and Scott Wilson appear on the stage, each wielding steel chairs and rushing down towards the ring. It doesn't look like the two are exactly aligned, only by the common threat to two of their respective friends.
Nelson: THANK GOD! YOU TALK ABOUT UNHOLY ALLIANCES!
Crumb: Yeah, but somebody had to do something...OH! AND PRESS JUST SENT HIS KNEE RIGHT INTO THE SIDE OF DAVE'S HEAD AS BLACK AND WILSON HIT THE RING!
Rose: Yeah, and there go The BombTrax taking a powder!
Oliver Black runs right up to the edge of the ropes, chunking his chair in Press direction, but it's deflected by one of the mastodon's meaty fists. Press laughs up at the Television Champion as Wilson drops to check on the status of Dave behind him. Black starts to go through the ropes, but when Youth blows the unmoving Rissi a kiss it reminds him that he needs to tend to his friend. Cursing under his breath he swings back into the ring and slides in beside Brianna Rissi, brushing hair from her face and trying to revive her.
Nelson: Well, Oliver Black and Scott Wilson came out in the nick of time to stop any more mayhem, but My Goodness! The damage might be done!
Crumb: That was some horrendous power behind that impact across those steel steps, and one has to wonder if this hasn't shortened the woman's career.
Rose: One things for sure, The BombTrax did what they said they were going to do at the start of the show, and if this is any indication...Ole Asstrid is about to be next!
Nelson: As much as I disagree with your implication's Rose, I'm afraid you're probably right.
Crumb: Man...EMT in the ring checking on Rissi as Jason Dave has been propped up in the corner to be attended to. This looks like a train wreck.
Nelson: How about we try and find something going on in the back while we sort this mess out?
The camera does one more sweep of the carnage in the ring before cutting to backstage.