LOVERS IN A DANGEROUS TIME 2 - 02/28/2021

[NVR Staff]

FEBRUARY 28TH, 2021
STUDIO MERLOT
NAPA VALLEY, CA

IN RING...

“IT MAY NOT MEAN NOTHING TO Y’ALL
BUT UNDERSTAND NOTHING WAS DONE FOR ME
SO I DON'T PLAN ON STOPPING AT ALL
I WANT THIS SHIT FOREVER MAN”

“Forever” plays through the arena as Karen Willow walks on stage, a wide smile on her face. Raising the NVR World Title in the air, Karen soaks in the cheers before making her way down to the ring. Taking the microphone, Karen smirks as the crowd quiets down, anxious to hear the champ.

KAREN WILLOW: “First thing’s first. Blaise Fader, Tapp, if you need to attack me from behind just to get an advantage, then I feel sorry for you. I feel sorry that you have to have the advantage to take on a woman who’s five foot three. Didn’t know I had both of you that scared of a face-to-face confrontation."

"Tapp I expected this from, but Blaise? Miss Apex, the woman who’s the big bad monster? That one’s surprising. Seeing just how much of a spine you lack that you have to attack me. Trying to get me to give you a shot?”

Raising the NVR Title once more, Karen arches an eyebrow.

KAREN WILLOW: “Maybe if you won the Women’s Summit. But you didn’t, did you? Gosh, I wonder who won?”

A loud “IZZY!” chant is heard as Karen breaks out into a smile, the title now resting across her shoulder.

KAREN WILLOW: “That’s right, you lost to Izzy. For all your talk and bluster, you were beaten in the center of the ring, just like you’re going to be beaten again when Izzy and I take on you and Tapp at the Community Show.”

The crowd cheers, eager for the upcoming twenty-seven (!!) hour event.

KAREN WILLOW: “But that’s in the future. And right now, I got a special message for the challenger tonight, Miss Julianna DiMaria. Someone who has the opportunity to win the NVR and Mainstream World Titles. Probably the first to do it, which would put her in a higher echelon than most.”

The crowd murmurs, a good section of them DiMaria fans as they cheer for her.

KAREN WILLOW: “Julianna beat me a year ago to capture the Women’s Title, and she beat me again in the rematch. And despite holding this title, despite the names I’ve beaten to keep this title, that name and those losses still weigh in my mind. I have to live knowing I couldn’t take back the first title I held here in NVR, and now, she wants to take the World Title from me as well.”

Looking directly into the camera, her mood noticeably shifts as she grips onto the title.

KAREN WILLOW: “Thing is, it’s not your time Jules. Oh, you can reign over Mainstream all you want, but here? I’ve been at the top since October, and let’s be real here, I’ve been on top for a long time before then. Tapp can have his nine trophies, I’ve got the one prize that everyone wants. And if you think that you’re going to take it from me like you took the Women’s title, you are dead wrong."

"I’m taking this belt to Union and beating Miles Lucky. I’m walking into the Community Show, still the NVR World Champion. I am taking this belt to new heights, no matter how much blood I have to spill and how much hell I have to go through. I made that promise, and you are not going to stop me. Not again.”

Taking a step forward, Karen raises the belt high in the air, looking up at it with reverence.

KAREN WILLOW: “NVR deserves better. It deserves someone who’s committed to making this company the best it can be. And as good as you are, as good as you’ve become in the past year?”

Her gaze turns back to the camera, fire in her eyes.

KAREN WILLOW: “You aren’t ready to shoulder this responsibility. This isn’t about appeasing your desire to matter, this is bigger than you could fathom. This belt is a trophy to you, a means to an end so you can call your father and tell him you were better than he imagined. This belt is a symbol to me, a show of our strength and the talent in this company. But at least you’ll have the Mainstream title to keep you warm at night.”

“Forever” begins to play as Karen looks into the camera, mouthing the words “I’m getting my revenge” into the lens.

[NVR Staff]

OPENING MATCH
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
DAX LEVANDRIER
vs
JACK GIBSON
vs
RHYS ADELSON

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THIS IS OUR OPENING BOUT AND IT IS A TRIPLE THREAT MATCH!!!

FRESHMEAT!!!
FRESHMEAT!!!
FRESHMEAT!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: Introducing first...

The song plays through 15 seconds before Dax Levandrier steps through the curtains. He stands upon the stage and cranks his own neck before bellowing out this almost primal yell.

“DEFY YOU, TO THE DEATH WE DESERVE”

He starts to hop back and forth on his feet until he starts stomping on down the ramp. He doesn’t once look out to the crowd, his eyes laser-focused at the ring. Closing his eyes, he lets the screaming of his theme song fill his thoughts before opening his eyes and leaping onto the apron. He cleans his boots on the apron and steps through, walking toward the center of the ring. The hard cam zooms in on Dax as he madly stares through the lens, almost as if he’s peering through the souls of the audience watching at home.

The song runs through the chorus once more and Dax walks his way toward the nearest rope, climbing onto the second turnbuckle. He finally looks out to the crowd and steps his right foot on the top turnbuckle before he flexes his massive arms, yelling out once again like a madman. He then does a 180 and hops off, staring blankly yet again, zoned in for his bout.

VALENTINA LOVELACE: And next...

The heavy intro of "Before I Forget" by Slipknot echoes through the arena. The crowd goes silent as the drums continue to bellow from the speakers. Finally, the word "GO" sounds like a queue, and the screen changes from black to large purple and Silver letters of "JACK GIBSON".

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMAN FROM LAS VEGAS, NV. STANDING 5'10" AND WEIGHING 185 POUNDS... KING OF SPADES... JACK GIBSON!

The crowd explodes for the highflyer. He makes his way out of the back and stairs at the chaos in the ring below. He seems determined as he charges down the ramp and toward the ring.

VALENTINA LOVELACE: Finally...

"Animals" by Architects plays on the PA System as Rhys "Doom" Adelson walks out. He looks around the arena callously as the music continues to play. He cracks his neck and waits for a key moment in the lyrics.

"WE'RE JUST A BUNCH OF FUCKING ANIMALS"

As this lyric is heard, Rhys explodes with a roar and quick intimidating pose, before stomping down to the ring. He slides across the apron on one side, before going into the ring and does the same pose he did on the ramp. He then marches over to the ropes and leans on them as he yells some threats to his opponents and waits for the match to begin.

The match starts with the three men circling the ring. Jack sees he is the smallest by a lot and decides to run at Dax, baseball sliding between his legs and out of the ring. Dax had lunged at Gibson, allowing Rhys to run up and punch him in the face. Rhys begins to drive Dax into the corner, but Dax catches a punch and is able to whip Rhys into the corner instead. Dax hits a few corner shoulder strikes to the gut but then backs up. Levandrier charges like he’s going for a splash, but Gibson climbs up the turnbuckle behind Adelson and hits him with a missile dropkick. Dax stumbles backward and Jack runs at him with a step-up enziguri. Again, Dax stumbles but doesn’t fall. Rhys tries to pounce Gibson from behind, but Jack actually scouts this and hits a leg sweep that trips up Adelson and makes him spear Dax Levandrier in the process. The big man goes down, and Gibson pulls Rhys up to his feet for a brainbuster! He covers “Doom”, but only get’s a 2 count. Back to his feet and he hits Adelson with a Famouser, but before he can cover again, he sees Dax getting to his feet, so he hits a running knee to the side of his head. The Leviathan Levandrier goes down and Gibson goes for the cover 1… 2… Rhys breaks up the pin!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Jack Gibson proving to be quite the opportunist, but I don’t know how much longer this will last. Eventually, he’s going to get caught.

K.T. ANDERSON: Jack Gibson is doing the absolute best thing he can do right now. Let the two big guys beat each other up and picking the bones. He might get eaten alive if he stays in there too long.

MR. WRESTLING 3K: In that sense, I guess you’re right, but he can’t run away from them forever.

K.T. ANDERSON: OF COURSE HE CAN!!!

Gibson tries to escape the ring again, but Adelson pulls him by his trunks and drops down into a chokehold. Gibson is able to roll backward out of the hold, but he backs up right into Levandrier. Big swing by Dax, but Gibson ducks it. Jack goes for the question mark kick, but Dax is able to catch the kick. He lifts Gibson for a big one-handed spinning spinebuster. Dax springs right back up, flexing and yelling. Adelson runs up, looking for a superman punch of sorts, but Dax catches Rhys in the air and counters with a big slam. Rhys is quick to his feet, and the 2 men begin to trade strikes. Gibson is back to his feet, but he’s waiting on the apron for the right moment. Rhys grabs the arm of Dax and tries to bring him down for a Labell Lock, but Levandrier is able to power through it and transition Adelson onto his shoulders. This is when Gibson strikes with a springboard crossbody, BUT DAX CATCHES HIM TOO!!! Fallaway Slam/Samoan Drop combo on both opponents! Levandrier gets to his feet and hits Adelson with a uranage backbreaker. Gibson hits a running dropkick that sends Dax through the middle rope and onto the apron. He pulls Levandrier over the top rope for his dragon neck whip he calls Royal Flush, but Dax gets his feet off the top rope and counters with a stiff Levandriver! He covers Gibson for the 1… 2… Adelson again with the save!

K.T. ANDERSON: Look at Dax just throwing people around like they’re nothing! You love to see it.

MR. WRESTLING 3K: All three of these men are bringing their best for their NVR debuts and they are not disappointing!

K.T. ANDERSON: AND I DON’T HATE ANY OF THEM SO FAR!!! BIG PROPS RIGHT THERE!!!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: That is truly saying a lot, K.T.!!!

Rhys Adelson has kept Dax to the ground with a series of kicks. Dax tries to muscle his way to his feet, but a meteroa by Rhys allows him to seamlessly transition into a mount and begins to just drill his opponent with shots to the face. Dax presses Rhys off of him and fights his way to his feet. Desperation Lariat by Dax, but RHYS COUNTERS! He catches him with a flying Meet Your Doom triangle!!! They go down, but Levandrier keeps his legs under him to protect his base. He tries to power out by deadlifting Adelson, but Rhys fights him by going stiff and stretching even more. Dax is starting to lift Rhys into a powerbomb, when Jack Gibson comes from nowhere with a missile dropkick to Dax, subsequently breaking the hold and sending Dax stumbling into the corner! Running knee into the corner by Gibson, followed by a Ripcord Knee as well. Dax is down and Gibson quickly goes for the Death by Dishonor submission. This is when Rhys Adelson gets to his feet and realizes Levandrier is slowly fading. Adelson rushes behind Jack Gibson and drills him in the back of the head with a Doomsaw Kick. He drags Gibson to the center of the ring and makes the pin. 1… 2… 3!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN... THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH... VIA PINFALL... RHYS ADELSON!!!

Adelson gets his hand raised, but immediately pulls his hand away to get into the face of Dax Levandrier. Dax had made a LOUD comment about how Rhys didn't beat him, but Rhys says that he didn't need "the kid" to beat Dax anyways. Gibson gets to his feet and hears both men try to downplay Gibson's run in this match, and gets in the mix too. All three men begin to yell at each other, and at one point Rhys shoves Gibson, but Jack comes back and smacks Adelson in the face. Dax laughs, but Jack slaps Levandrier too. Dax rears back like he's going to punch him, but the referee and some ring hands are able to separate everyone and send them on their merry way. Rhys stands at the top of the ramp with his hands raised though.

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Tensions flaring here in the opening match, and all three men proved why they belong in this company, but Rhys Adelson is the one that got to walk away!!!

K.T. ANDERSON: I like all three of these guys. We got a new mercenary type, a new beefy boi, and a new trouble maker! I love it!!!

[NVR Staff]

BACKSTAGE...
Here we see one Kira Brooks as she exits an unmarked door in the backstage area, a grin on her face that’s just this side of impish as she moves, looking around before she spots what she’s looking for - a cameraman and his camera. She waves him over as she walks, looking quite relaxed in a set of black and red gear, keeping the camera oriented with her as she moves. Finally she speaks, and her smile gets bigger.

KIRA BROOKS: I like California. It’s a big change from where I usually stay, where I train in Las Vegas. I’ve got to say it, because I believe in being truthful - I’m looking forward to facing Dana Alans, all threats of chopping me in the chest aside. She’s a known unknown, if you get my drift. I’ll be heading out there in just a couple of moments to face her for the very first time.

She points down the hall, presumably towards the turn off that will take her to the curtain area, her steps staying at the same pace as before.

KIRA BROOKS: She’s big and looks really strong, that’s the known component, the unknown being something I have to wait to learn. I can study ‘tape’ on someone all I want, but we all know that doesn’t replace actual experience against them in the ring. Something that I’m eager for, you know that too.

Kira lifts her arms then, making a flexing gesture and with a soft laugh she drops them at her sides before one lifts to rest on her hip, a pause in her steps as her expression gets at least for the moment more serious.

KIRA BROOKS: What I hope is that Dana won’t make the same mistake that Francesca did, and underestimate me. I know what I’m capable of, and what I can achieve. I work towards my goals every single day, for any match I might get, against whoever I’m booked against. Every match matters to me, see?

A firm nod and she resumes her walk, picking up the pace just a little, but not so much that the cameraman would be forced to jog to keep up.

KIRA BROOKS: Win or lose, they all matter. I don’t trust someone that will say they don’t. Dana? She talks a big game, seems super confident and that’s fine. She’s tiptoeing that line though, of thinking she can beat me just because she’s bigger than me, and that somehow because I’m pretty, in her eyes that means I’m not as skilled. Maybe she didn’t mean to imply that, and maybe she did - I’ll let her explain that later on.

Kira draws her fingers over her lips in a zipping motion, then she just can’t help but laugh again, a sound of pure joy coming from her before she puts on her serious expression again, at least for a few seconds.

KIRA BROOKS: The facts are that I’m Kira Brooks, and we Brooks? We survive. We thrive even when the odds look stacked against us. So I’m going out there with my own confidence, knowing what I can do, and more than willing to show Dana and all the NVR fans all about it.

[NVR Staff]

SINGLES MATCH
KIRA BROOKS
vs
DANA ALANS

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THIS IS A SINGLES MATCH AND IT IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!!!

ONE FALL!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: Introducing first...

As En Route To Mayhem by Apocalyptica plays, the music rolling out over the room, from the back emerges Kira Brooks, determination in her steps as she moves down the ramp towards the ring. She pauses at the ringsteps to look out over the fans in attendance and she throws her hands up into a signal for them, a big smile on her pretty face. She pauses to wipe her boots on the apron before ducking between the ropes, lingering a bit before moving on into the ring, her expression focused and eager as she waits for the match to begin.

VALENTINA LOVELACE: And her opponent...

The lights in the arena go dark as Valhalla" by Blind Guardian begins to play. A massive figure walks through the curtain to a chorus of boos. On the screen The Australian Behemoth flashes quickly followed by the rune of the god Odin. The lights slowly fade in as Danela Alans is revealed and her name appears on the screen in dripping blood. Danela sneers at the crowd while she stomps her way to the ring. When she reaches the apron she grasps the top rope and pulls herself into the ring. Danela gives a wry smile as she draws a line in the sand and does a massive stomp in the middle inviting her opponent to battle. She lets out a war cry as her music fades.

The bell rings, and we start this match off with a lock up and Alans getting the jump with an arm wringer. Dana manages to twist Kira’s arm around and flip her over onto her back, but Kira kips up and gets a reversal on the arm wringer. It doesn’t do much good as Alans cuts her down with a stiff open hand chop, bringing her down to a knee. Dana follows through with a quick running knee to the face and then gets down on the mat with Kira and proceeds to pummel her opponent with fists and forearms. Dana Alans looks to be bringing Kira Brooks to her feet via her forearm, yet she merely reels her into a nasty headbutt right between the eyes! Dana drops the knee and then covers, but Kira kicks out right on two! Kira seems dazed as Alans angrily hauls her to her feet. Alans reels Kira into a shoulder check before sending her off for an irish whip. On the rebound, Dana Alans roars and looks to take off Brooks’ head with Hellish Rebuke but the Napa Valley fans get behind it as Kira ducks under at the last possible second, delivering a backhand to the midsection of Alans. Dana angrily responds with an open palm strike but Kira blocks it and doubles her over before bringing her down hard with a swinging neckbreaker. Standing moonsault by Brooks and a cover! 1… 2… Alans gets the shoulder up right as Steph the Ref’s hand is coming down!!!

K.T. ANDERSON: YOU CAN’T KEEP A GOOD BEHEMOTH DOWN!!!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Kira Brooks is taking it to Dana Alans here in the opening minutes of this match!

K.T. ANDERSON: Yea, but we see this all the time. Dana plays with her food, and then she crushes them beneath her boot!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: This may be true, but we’ve also seen Kira Brooks achieve success while facing near insurmountable odds.

Dana muscles her way to her feet and Kira tries to strike her to keep her down, but The Aussie Behemoth begins to use brute force to break down her opponent. She hits a series of snap suplexes that disorient Brooks. Kira stumbles to her feet, but takes her down with a pounce for good measure. She places Kira an inverted Texas Clover Leaf, but Kira is able to reach out and grab the middle rope before any real damage can be done. Dana spins Brooks around and lifts Kira into a powerslam position, but Kira is able to slip behind her and shove her towards the corner. Kira hits a big corner knee and follows up with a bulldog. She covers Dana for a 1… 2... Dana gets her hand up and grabs a handful of Kira’s hair and peels her off of her. Dana uses Kira as a means of getting to her feet, despite the DQ count done by Steph the Ref. Dana releases aright before the 5 count, and cleaves Kira with a lariat that snaps her head backwards. Dana hits the ropes and leaps into the air with a big leg drop and it lands perfectly across her torso. Dana doesn’t even have to try and make a pin, because she landed so well across Kira’s chest… 1… 2… Kickout by Kira!!!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Kira barely gets a shoulder up there!!!

K.T. ANDERSON: Dana is out here squashing bitches, and honestly, you gotta love it.

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Dana Alans is definitely showing dominance here tonight.

K.T. ANDERSON:WELL NO SHIT, 3K!!!


Both women get to their feet, and Kira hits a huge dropkick that sends Dana to the mat hard. Brooks attempts a running knee drop, yet Alans rolls out of the way and Brooks rolls around clutching her knee as she misses. Dana Alans storms in and nails Kira across the back of the head with a running knee drop of her own, before rolling her over and hooking the leg, but Kira gets the shoulder up at 2.99. Dana takes an arm and a handful of hair as she hauls her dazed opponent to her feet. Alans doubles brooks over with a stiff knee to the midsection and throws an arm over her shoulder. Crash landing and another cover! This time the NVR crowd voice disapproval as Alans holds her forearm across the throat of Brooks in an effort to pin her shoulders down. Alans relents at the ref’s 4 count and then stands up, getting in his face to argue. The back and forth between Dana Alans and the official goes on for quite some time, and it seemingly allows Kira Brooks to recover. The referee looks shocked and jumps back as Dana growls and moves in to headbutt him, but then it’s Dana’s turn to look surprised as she receives a running dropkick to the back, launching her into the ropes hard! Kira uses the momentum to reel her into a tight roll up… 1… 2… 3!!! Dana kicks.out, but it seems just a second too late!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN... THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH... VIA PINFALL... KIRA BROOKS!!!

Kira gets to her feet, as Dana pleads her case, but the referee tells her she didn't kick out. Dana rolls out of the ring in an explosion of disappointment and frustration, as Kira gets her hand raised. Dana grumbles that she kicked out at 2, kicking things while trying to keep.her composure. She takes one last angry glare at Kira, before heading to the back. Kira is still in the ring celebrating her win here tonight

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Dana Alans is not happy with the finish here tonight, but it seems to me like it was a clear 3 count.

K.T. ANDERSON: THIS IS WHY ROLLUPS SHOULD BE ILLEGAL!!! NO TRUE WRESTLER USES THEM TO WIN!!!

[NVR Staff]

BACKSTAGE…
The show goes on and we are taken backstage amidst a pile of random trash, where No Homie is in a tight squat against the wall rubbing his hands together, in tights and knee-pads gear with a skull-themed facemask hanging from his neck. “The Violent Vagrant” takes a deep breath, acknowledging the various people moving about him with a slight nod before looking into the camera.

NO HOMIE: Well shit it's been a minute right? I mean damn how long has it been now? Eight months? Nine? I don't even know hell maybe a year… it's no wonder nobody remembers me but it's funny how a year can change things huh… but see I remember. I remember coming into the very first Lovers At A Dangerous Time, as a matter of fact, just a fuzzy-haired kid who loved everybody, running around just letting the world chill him by… well that was then.

No Homie spits on the concrete.

NO HOMIE: Since then it looks like the men in suits who make money out of men in tights didn't waste any time throwing me right back in the deep end putting me in a briefcase match… sorry… a briefcase opportunity match.

No Homie slaps his knee and rises to his feet stroking his beard with a grin, kicking aside a blanket and a few cardboard boxes by the wall, rummaging about before picking up a briefcase, random items, and tattered clothes spilling out of it.

NO HOMIE: A briefcase match… really? I already GOT a damn briefcase, but hell I’ll play along, it's all good. You see some people walk around with briefcases and some people live out of them. Briefcases and I have a unique relationship, so tonight how can I possibly be in any sense of danger fighting for something to hold onto that I don't already have right? Logic!!!

No Homie taps his temple.

NO HOMIE: No disrespect to my guy I'm in the ring with tonight… Enforcer... a strong name, surely an even stronger dude. I mean damn what a name! I like it, Enforcer, so much authority and power, I guess that makes the briefcase re-enforced?

No Homie shrugs and slaps it off, staring right into the camera and containing his smirk.

NO HOMIE: Yeah bad joke, dad joke… and all jokes aside Enforcer I’ve got no doubt in my mind that you’re coming to win some shit, why wouldn't you? You've won more titles in his life than I've owned pairs of shoes, on paper you're a serious piece of work but I’m pretty serious myself Enforcer. See when this whole thing with NVR started I was hungry, wrestling for my next meal… winning hearts, and eating donated tarts. Fast forward twelve months and the only thing I'm hungry for now is an opportunity, and what more obvious an opportunity than a briefcase opportunity… for the NVR San Francisco Openweight Championship. That sounds mighty delicious to the appetite…

No Homie picks up a bottle of Hobo Juice.

NO HOMIE: See you out there killer!!!

Taking a swig, “The Roofless One” rears back and blasts a spray directly into the camera, throws a wink, and knocks the camera aside.

[NVR Staff]

PREVIOUSLY RECORDED...
“Enforcer” Anthony Cross is walking into his locker room backstage at Studio Merlot. He is in his wrestling gear. He has his knee pads down around his ankles and is wearing a black t-shirt. Anthony walks over to a chair and takes a seat as he is taking the tape from around his wrists.



ANTHONY CROSS: The last five months since my NVR debut I’ve been doing my thing and bearing witness to everything that goes on around here. I have been able to set myself up pretty well and this briefcase over there guarantees me an NVR San Francisco Openweight championship. The entire world has gotten to see me defend that briefcase to justify that I am deserving of this title shot.


Anthony stands up and throws the tapes from his wrist into a trash can that is close by.


ANTHONY CROSS: Tonight two high-caliber talents are fighting for the championship that I covet. A championship that I not only want but I need in my possession. To hold in my hands, lay over my shoulder, or put around my waist. Needless to say, I’ll be watching for a former World Champion challenge for a title that I am striving for. So, what am I supposed to do? I could obviously go down to the ring during their match and interrupt a match that could quite possibly steal the show. How does that benefit me though? Caleb Jackson might feel the need to make a rematch between Diego and Reo which would make my wait for my title shot even longer. Or my title one on one title shot is made into a triple threat match. Obviously, both of those situations give me a sour taste in my mouth. Diego and Reo go tear the house down but you both just need to remember that I am waiting and watching to see who comes out of that match as San Francisco Openweight champion. Then you can both bet your asses that I’ll be right up in your face declaring that my time is now. Best believe that. I’ll be seeing one of you very, very soon.


Anthony walks out of the camera view.

[NVR Staff]

NVR WRESTLING
SAN FRANCISCO
OPENWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
OPPORTUNITY BRIEFCASE

SINGLES MATCH

ANTHONY CROSS(*)

vs

NO HOMIE

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THIS IS A SINGLES MATCH AND IT IS FOR THE NVR SAN FRANCISCO OPENWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP OPPORTUNITY BRIEFCASE!!!

WELCOME BACK!!!
WELCOME BACK!!!
WELCOME BACK!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: Introducing first...

It’s 2021 and “No Shelter” by Rage Against The Machine hits, the new theme song of “The Violent Vagrant” himself. We focus on the main stage where No Homie can be seen in a squat, slowly rising to his feet and releasing a blanket from his back, standing tall in tattered combat pants and signature denim vest which reads "Won't Beg For Mercy" armed with a bottle of 'Hobo Juice' taking a gulp, marching to the ring with both arms outstretched like Jesus as the camera revolves around him... spraying the liquor into the air.

VALENTINA LOVELACE: And his opponent...

Natural Born Killaz By Ice Cube and Dr. Dre starts playing throughout the arena. Smoke comes from the entranceway. As the smoke is clearing The Enforcer walks through the smoke and looks out at the crowd. Enforcer then walks down to the ring. He walks up the stairs onto the ring apron, looks out at the crowd, and lifts his arms out to the side. Enforcer steps through the top and middle ropes. Enforcer walks over to the opposite ring ropes and lifts his arms out to his side.

The bell rings and Enforcer seems to have something of a contemptuous smirk on his face as he starts to circle the returning No Homie. Homie moves in to lock up, and Enforcer raises an eyebrow and arrogantly smacks his arms away before stepping out of reach. Homie looks around at the Napa Valley crowd before raising an eyebrow of his own, shrugging and running full speed ahead at Anthony Cross. Step-up knee smash connects with the side of Enforcer’s head sending him rolling back into the corner looking totally surprised. Homie follows this up with a running basement dropkick, and the crowd gets right behind him as he makes with the ground and pound, leaving Cross nothing to do but to try to cover up. Cross finally manages to break free, wrapping both hands around the throat of No Homie, and Homie’s caught helpless as the big man hauls him to his feet and up into the air before powerbombing him down HARD. Cover by Cross who looks to think it’s already over. 1… 2… No Homie kicks out! Enforcer shakes his head, once again looking surprised. The surprise quickly turns to anger as he tries to pin Homie again. 1… 2… No dice!!! Homie gets the shoulder up!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Rough return for No Homie so far!!!

K.T. ANDERSON: So the man has got a little ring rust. Everyone knows that Hobos are a scrappy and resilient lot!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Look at you supporting a wrestler that has yet to cheat yet!

K.T. ANDERSON: It’s not unheard of. Just rare!

That anger remains on the face of Enforcer as he drags Homie to his feet and doubles him over with a kick to the gut, throwing Homie’s left arm over the shoulder. Braibustahhh...NO! Homie manages to break free, landing on his feet behind Anthony Cross. NATURAL BUSK! Enforcer hits the deck and No Homie hooks the leg! Enforcer kicks out at 2, but the damage has been done from that catching cutter. Homie begins to hit his opponent with a series of mounted punches, but Enforcer fights his way to his feet. No homie hits the ropes for a discus lariat, but Anthony Cross is able to time a waistlock perfectly and drills The Homeless Hero with a german suplex. The two get to their face and Enforcer begins to hit some forearms from a clinch position. Cross throws Homie into the ropes and goes for a Mafia Kick on the rebound, but Homie goes for a baseball slide underneath and hits a big chop block as soon as he gets behind Enforcer. Anthony goes to a knee and No Homie locks in a Spare Change shining triangle. No Homie has the briefcase holder locked in the triangle in the center of the ring, and it looks like Cross might go for a deadlift, but instead, he sits down and is able to pry himself free of the hold. Both men get to their feet, but Homie was able to drape Cross over the top rope and drill him with the Welcome to Poverty Motherfucker DDT!!! 1… 2… KICKOUT!!!

K.T. ANDERSON: ATTA BOY NO HOMIE!!!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Anthony Cross with a well-timed kick out. Both of these men are firing on all cylinders in this match!

K.T. ANDERSON: I’m honestly very torn, this is like a low-rent version of what a Ricki Wilde vs Riley Savell match would be like to me.

MR. WRESTLING 3K: An completely impartial K.T.? And it isn’t even my birthday!

Homie is able to hook Enforcer up in a surfboard, and the Napa Valley crowd groans and then cheers as they watch Homie stomp his head down to the mat. Of course, Homie is gonna bring Cross’s head up in that surfboard a second time and try that again, but Enforcer manages to drag No Homie down to the mat with him and immediately seize the Roofless One tightly in the Rings of Saturn! Homie looks to be fading more and more as Enforcer locks it on tighter and tighter, yelling at Homie to give up the fight. But Homie yells out as he refuses, and finally shuffles forward enough to just get a foot on the ropes. Of course, Enforcer holds on until the very last second and earns the ire of the Napa Valley fans and it only grows louder as he hauls his opponent to his feet and doubles him over with a knee to the gut, giving the signal that he’s gonna finish this! Fallaway Sla..no! Homie breaks free, ducks, and hits the ropes! BUM RUSH...NO! Enforcer ducks under, and Homie leaps clean over and hits the ropes again! Enforcer growls as he goes for a running lariat, but Homie ducks under and pop back up with a wheelbarrow - NO HOMO! But Enforcer grins arrogantly as he catches Homie out of mid-air and swings him around...DEATH PENALTY DDT! Cross covers for the 1… 2… 3!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN... THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH... VIA PINFALL... AND STILL THE SAN FRANCISCO OPENWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP OPPORTUNITY BRIEFCASE HOLDER… "ENFORCER" ANTHONY CROSS!!!

Cross stands up over his opponent and yanks his briefcase out of the hands of Jeff the Ref. He raises it high and yells that nobody will be taking the briefcase from him, but he won’t have the briefcase for much longer. He boots No Homie back down to the mat, which receives a massive boo. Cross spits in the ring as a sign of disrespect towards the fans and rolls out of the ring.

K.T. ANDERSON: Love No Homie, but there was no way he was beating Cross here tonight. He’s too dominant and it sounds like he’s planning on cashing in soon!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Enforcer wins, but his disdain for the fans is repulsive. I pray we don't see such a disrespectful man as champion any time soon.

[NVR Staff]

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DURING THE BREAK...
Babatunde was put in front of a camera and told to introduce himself to the NVR Wrestling audience.

BABATUNDE GARAMUNDE: "Hello Bruddahs and Sistahs, and the man pretend to be wohman, while wohman pretend to be man. Allow me to introwduce myself. I am Babatunde Garamunde from Otjiwarongo, Namibia."

Babatunde Garamunde was a simple man. He allegedly owns the biggest grape farm in all of Namibia. Asides from mass-producing Wine or Grape Juice, Babatunde was a safari guide for tourists. While on Safari, he would wrestle with lions, rhinos, giraffes, and hippos when they tried to attack tourists.

Babatunde is in exceptional physical shape for a farm boy and has come to America to learn to wrestle. He also hopes to live the American Dream and maybe sell Grapes to big American Suppliers. Elijah Carlson is his favorite wrestler. Don’t know who that is? Google Him.

BABATUNDE GARAMUNDE: "I have narrator do this because my English not so good. Some sentences I can speak fine, others I can not. Certain words I know how to pronounce and say, others cum owt liek dis ok. Still learning but it get butter since when I first come tu America many munts ago."

Babatunde looks at the cue card given to him to try and pronounce NVR Wrestling.

BABATUNDE GARAMUNDE: "Hokey tink I got et. N for Namibia. Namibia numbah one in Africa jejejejeje. V for Vuvuzula gut musikal instrowmant. R foh Rwanda. Maybee number thuree best cuntree in Africa. Deebaytable."

He was using phonetics and relatable live experiences from his safari tours in Africa to remember the name of the company, as English was not his first language.

BABATUNDE GARAMUNDE: "You may listen hokey righ nhow and tink, who dis phool. I assure yew bruddahs, sistahs, anybody... I no jhoke nemore. Hab Jersey Jam Lizzardtoe vitamins now. Big and strong on jewsa, I redt da boull and survive. Jes!"

Don't put him through any drug tests, he will not pass.

BABATUNDE GARAMUNDE: "Basically, Namibia Vuvuzula Rwanda Wrestling. Watch Howt. Babtunde Garamunde. Komeng Soonuh!"

Translation. Babatunde Garamunde. Coming Soon

BABATUNDE GARAMUNDE: "I meka girlfirned while in America, go to milkshake party and listen to beautiful baby love smurf queen Averie now hokey."

Something about milkshakes and his rumored girlfriend Averie Stardust.

BABATUNDE GARAMUNDE: "Kamara-mun I go now. What happened you go break or sumting. I don't know?"

Babatunde didn't need to worry about the production of the event, which is what the cameraman told him, as he walked away looking very happy.

[NVR Staff]

TAG TEAM
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
WILD BUNCH
(SWITCHBLXDE & BERT COCAINE)
vs
DOUBLE TROUBLE
(MIMI SMITH & DAYA MATIAS)
vs
ONI
(TIGER H & KAI URIGAWA)

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THIS MATCH IS A TRIPLE THREAT TAG TEAM MATCH!!!

TAG TEAM WRESTLING!!!
CALP!CLAP!CLAPCLAPCLAP!!!
TAG TEAM WRESTLING!!!
CALP!CLAP!CLAPCLAPCLAP!!!
TAG TEAM WRESTLING!!!
CALP!CLAP!CLAPCLAPCLAP!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: Introducing first...

The voices in the intro to Adult Swim play as the lights flash for a moment. The distorted beat begins to play as the lights suddenly turn off into red strobe lights. Switchblxde and Bert Cocaine come out from the curtain dancing wild to the beat as they go around the stage. The lights then go really bright as the Titantron says "Wild Bunch" in cool graffiti. They mosh around the ring, as Switchblxde scares some fans with his pseudo-demonic demeanor and Bert tries to hug fans and make them feel better with his hippie-ness.

They get to the ring and just go crazy in there, moshing with each other all over the ring. They tear off their hats and jackets and sunglasses and throw them into the crowd wildly. They then pull their eyelids down to show the whites of their eyes and stick out their tongues. As the music ends, Bert begins his pre-match Zumba, and Switchblxde begins to convulse because he's demonic or something. The ref finally has enough of the two and corrals them in their corner.

VALENTINA LOVELACE: And the next team...

The arena lights dim down, as a giant Red DT appears on the screen, placed so that it almost looks like an R. Suddenly, the silhouettes of two female faces appear on either side of the Double Trouble logo!

PREPARE FOR TROUBLE!!!

WE MAKE IT DOUBLE!!!

TO LEAVE YOU IN OUR DEVASTATION!!!

TO DEFEAT THE TEAMS WITHIN ALL NATIONS!!!

I'M THE SUGAR AND SHE'S THE SPICE!!!

IF YOU'RE AGAINST US, IT WON'T BE NICE!!!

MIMI!!!

DAYA!!!

DOUBLE TROUBLE ARE HERE TO FIGHT!!!

AND OUT OPPONENTS WILL BE OUT LIKE A LIGHT!!!

A giant CGI Meowth comes onto the screen.

MEOWTH!!! THAT'S RIGHT!!!

All of the lights come back on as Double Trouble's music plays across the arena, Daya and Mimi step out to the stage dressed in Meowth and Eevee onesies! They still do their own "Team Rocket" pose before walking down the ramp! They hi-five and take pictures with the fans until they get to ringside, where they run and slide underneath the bottom rope. They do another Team Rocket-style pose, as their music fades away.

VALENTINA LOVELACE: And finally ...

The Real Man by the Seatbelts plays throughout the arena as Kai Urigawa and Tiger H make their way out with black towels around their neck. Tiger H has a black tiger mask on and Kai has a black mouthpiece behind his ear. Scanning the crowd, ONI looks at potential victims for the night before making their way to the ring. Stepping inside the ring, Kai and Tiger H stand in the center and looks at the ground while black, red, and white Streamers fill the ring. Ripping the streamers, ONI makes their way to a corner turnbuckle and tosses their towels at a stagehand.

Match starts with Kai and Daya. Daya tries to start technical, but Kai comes out with a barrage of strikes. A stiff kick to the back of the knee makes Daya buckle, and then a quick follow. up kick to the back of The head. Matias goes down, and Kai hits a double-foot stomp onto Daya's spine. Daya rolls away from Urigawa for a moment, as he comes rushing in with a PK, but Daya lays back to evade the kick. She rolls backward for a body-scissors and is able to bring Kai down to the mat for a quick pin attempt. Both get to their feet and Daya gets to her feet and tries to dive past Kai for a tag to Mimi, but a well-timed Elbow to the scalp stops her in her tracks. He drives her to the corner, and Switchblxde tags himself in via Daya. Catching Kai off guard, he hits a shotgun dropkick that squishes Daya and Kai together. Switchblxde lifts Kai into a Canadian Rack, before hitting a Burning Hammer in the middle of the ring. He goes for the pin, but Tiger H breaks it up. Switchblxde goes all crazy and tries to strike Tiger H back to his corner, but H was just serving as a distraction as Kai gets to his feet. Switchblxde turns around into a pump kick into a Benadryller. Tag to Tiger H and they land a dropkick/german suplex combo. Bridge pin for a 2 count, as Tiger H quickly spins to his knees and goes for a side headlock. Tiger H drills some punches to the face of Switchblxde, but Switchblxde transitions for a back suplex. Tiger H rolls backward and lands on his feet, preventing the back suplex. H shoves Switchblxde, and Bert Cocaine tags in. Bert hits a running crossbody on Tiger H before Switchblxde lifts him in an Air Raid, and Bert leaps off the top rope to finish their Cold Turkey combo. Bert with the cover for the 1... 2... Dog Pile by Kai, Mimi, and Daya to break it up.

K.T. ANDERSON: ERRYBODY IN THE POOL NOW!!!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Wild Bunch nearly gets the pin, but the other two teams spring out to break the pin!!!

K.T. ANDERSON: These crackheads sure know how to keep everyone on their toes!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: All three of these teams are highly entertaining!!!

The Wild Bunch is able to keep themselves legal in the match, but Oni and Double Trouble switch between each other to keep themselves fresh when their tag partners are hurt. Mimi and Switchblxde lock up, but Switch grabs a handful of Mim’s hair and slams her onto the mat back first. He drags her into the corner and lights her up with a series of strikes before he tags his partner back in. Bert and Switch begin to stomp the crap out of Mimi in the corner before the two taunt the other opponents in the match who are stuck on the apron. Bert pulls Mimi up from the corner after a bit of putzing around with Switchblxde and goes to whip Mimi into the ropes, but she reverses the Irish whip into a Get Over Here knee and she hits a Mimisis of Cocaine’s TITS slap combo! She whips Bert into The Double Trouble corner, tags in Daya, and they hit a Fuschia Flowsion for a 2 count, as Kai Urigawa broke the pin attempt up. Daya batters Kai back to the corner, before going back to Bert. She starts to hit a series of chops. Bert tries to hot-tag Switchblxde back in, but Daya outruns him and dropkicks his partner off the apron. Matias with a hurricanrana to stagger Cocaine before she hits the ropes for a disaster kick, but Bert throws himself out of the way. Tagging in Tiger H after the evasion, Bert hits Russian Flashbang on Daya while the referee was paying attention to Tiger H getting into the ring. H capitalizes on this cheap trick by Bert with a Pele Kick. Deadlift German into the corner followed by a series of chops and Tiger H has Daya staggered. Kai moves down the apron and ONI delivers a running knee to the face/running enziguri to the back of the head combo. Tag to Urigawa, and he just stomps Daya’s head into the turnbuckles until she is no longer moving and covers her for the 1… 2… Switchblxde and Bert pull Kai out of the ring suplex him onto the ring!!!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Kai Urigawa almost had the win for his team there!!!

K.T. ANDERSON: Daya’s just got stomped into fucking oblivion!!!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: The lengths these competitors are willing to go in order to win a match is unbelievable sometimes.

K.T. ANDERSON: Gotta love absolute brutality!

Kai fights off Bert at ringside, as Tiger H comes too, and starts brawling with Switchblxde. Daya and Mimi are recovering on the other side of the ring, but both get on their feet eventually and go to adjacent corners. Daya and Mimi leap off the top rope with a Cerulean Splash, with Daya landing on Kai and Bert, and Mimi landing on Switchblxde and Tiger H. Daya hits a single-knee codebreaker on Bert and throws Kai into the ring, as Mimi throws Tiger H over the barricade and hits Switchblxde with a Cha-Chin stunner. Daya goes for the pin, but Kai kicks out. She tags in Mimi and hits a For My Followers knee drop, but he still kicks out. One more tag out to Daya, and they go for a Saffron Shatter, but Tiger H hits a strong-style knee strike on Mimi before she could launch Kai in the air. Kai and Tiger H go into their corner and make the tag to keep their team in. Daya and H trade strikes, but Daya is able to handspring behind Tiger H after a big superman punch attempt, and she hits a jumping neck breaker on him to take him down. Daya is about to make the hot tag to her partner when suddenly, a man in a familiar black mask leaps over the barricade and pulls Mimi off the apron, and hits her with a rainmaker lariat!!! Daya’s jaw drops as the man takes Mimi and hits her with a german suplex that sends her up and over the barricade. Daya looks at Tiger H, who is just now getting to his feet, and decides to take a chance and tags in returning Switchblxde. Daya goes off to fight this masked man, but he hits her with a series of roundhouse kicks, before dragging her into the timekeeper’s area and hits a brainbuster on the ring bell!!! Inside the ring, Tiger H is distracted by the confusion at ringside, and Switch goes for a schoolboy pin 1... 2... 3NO! Tiger H kicks out! They get to their feet and Tiger H hits a spinning back heel kick! Tag to Kai right quick, and they hit a roundhouse/brainbuster combo known as Red Death! Kai and H both pin Switch for the 1... 2... 3!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN... THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH... VIA PINFALL… KAI URIGAWA & TIGER H… ONI!!!

Kai and Tiger H roll out of the ring and raise their hands. Bert goes to his tag team partner and checks on him, as Switchblxde looks like he's sleeping peacefully. Trainers check on Daya and Mimi, but they seem to be okay. The masked man has run away now, and nobody knows where he went. Back on the ramp, Kai and Tiger H are walking up the rampway while screaming threats and claiming that they are just getting started.

K.T. ANDERSON: Kai Urigawa and Tiger H are the future of this division., I just know it!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Oni pulls off a huge win, but I’m concerned for Mimi and Daya, and whomever their attacker is.

[NVR Staff]

MARCH 6th, 2021
STUDIO MERLOT
NAPA VALLEY, CA

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[NVR Staff]

NVR WRESTLING
SAN FRANCISCO
OPENWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
SINGLES MATCH
DIEGO MATIAS (C)
vs
REO OJIMA

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THIS IS A SINGLES MATCH AND IT IS FOR THE NVR SAN FRANCISCO OPENWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!!

VAMOS DIEGO!! VAMOS!!!
O-NI!!!
VAMOS DIEGO!! VAMOS!!!
O-NI!!!
VAMOS DIEGO!! VAMOS!!!
O-NI!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: Introducing the challenger...

The Real Man by the Seatbelts plays throughout the arena as Reo Ojima makes his way out with a black towel around his neck and a black mouthpiece behind his ear. A lit cigar hangs out of his mouth as smoke comes out and rises to the ceiling. Scanning the crowd, Reo pulls the cigar out of his mouth and taps it a few times to knock the ash off before putting it in his mouth and making his way to the ring. Stepping inside the ring, Reo stands in the center and looks at the ground while black, red, and white Streamers fill the ring. Ripping the streamers, Reo makes his way to a corner turnbuckle and tosses the towel and the cigar to a stagehand.

VALENTINA LOVELACE: And the champion...

#1 by Nelly begins to play as the colors of the Mexican flag strobes all over the arena as put comes Diego. He is wearing a mask given to him by his trainer and he rips it off his head and acknowledges the crowd. Diego slides to the ring and gives a shout-out to the man upstairs before he warms up for his opponent.

The match starts with Reo and Diego circling the ring. Reo goes for the tie-up, but Diego ducks beneath and delivers some stiff kicks to the leg of Ojima. Reo with a spinning back fist, but Diego backs up and springboards off the middle rope into a poisoned Rana. Diego grabs an arm and pulls Reo to the ropes, looking for maybe a tight-rope arm drag, but Reo yanks him off the ropes into a Saito suplex. Diego tries to get to his knees, but Reo lunges on top of the champion and begins to hammer fist the back of his head. Diego scrambles to his feet, but Reo is right behind him and shoves him into the ropes. Matias bounces off of them, and Reo throws him with a release german suplex, but Diego is able to land onto his feet. The Champ backpedals into the ropes and runs back up with a sick shining wizard. 2 Count cover by Matias, as Reo kicks out with emphasis. They trade a few strikes, but Reo starts to take advantage and starts to drive Diego towards the corner. He lifts the champion onto the top turnbuckle and begins to strike him some more. He goes for a super belly-to-belly suplex, but Diego is able to fight his way out of it and shoves Ojima off the turnbuckles and down to the mat. Ojima gets to his feet, and Diego catches him with a dragonrana for the pin 1… 2… KICKOUT!!!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Diego Matias with an amazing maneuver! Reo Ojima was barely kicked out!

K.T. ANDERSON: Reo Ojima isn’t about to let some toothpick flippy boy beat his ass. We’re getting an #AndNew tonight, and you’re looking at him.

MR. WRESTLING 3K: I liked you better when you were calling things down the middle.

K.T. ANDERSON: I’ve got a finger I flip that’s down the middle

Diego continues his speed and acrobatics to attack his challenger. Reo just so happens to catch Diego mid-stride and slams him with a desperation ura nage. Reo rolls to the ropes to get to his feet, as Diego kips up. Diego runs at Ojima like he’s going for a Monkey flip, but he gets too high on Ojima, and Reo grabs hold of his legs. Diego tries to stand up, but Reo dumps him over the top rope and onto the apron. Diego gets to his feet, and they trade strikes over the top rope, but Reo punches Diego right in the face and drags his face across the top rope, before smashing his face on the nearest turnbuckle. Ojima steps out and hits a big back suplex onto the apron. He parades Matias around to the fans, before whipping him into the ring post and following up with an ONI-Plex onto the floor. The 7 count comes and Ojima throws his opponent back into the ring and Reo lines him up for a spear, but Diego is able to leapfrog over him. Diego goes for a La Magistral, but Reo is able to escape. They get to their feet and Reo hits his 1000 Cuts. He whips Diego into the ropes and hits his Reo Ojima style Spinebuster. Reo covers Matias for the 1… 2… 3NO!!! Diego gets the shoulder up just in time!!!

K.T. ANDERSON: You gotta love a good 1000 Cuts, especially on a dork like Diego.

MR. WRESTLING 3K: The San Francisco Openweight Champion showing off the resilience that got him the title in the first place!

K.T. ANDERSON: Soon enough he won’t be a champion whatsoever in a minute!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: It looks like Diego might have something to say about that!!!

Diego tries to mount a comeback, but a springboard crossbody gets shot out of the air as Ojima hits a spear. Reo begins to beat Diego mercilessly, causing him to bleed from the mouth due to the many hard strikes and chops. Diego is in a heap as Reo lifts Diego over his shoulder, and runs him towards the corner for the first half of the Last Call, but Diego is able to wiggle free from the hold and shoves Reo into the turnbuckles. He drops to his hands and knees to tabletop Ojim for a roll-up 1… 2… Kickout by Ojima. Reo gets to his feet and grabs Diego by the throat, and hits him in the face numerous times with open-handed strikes. He lets Diego for a moment, but it’s only to nearly decapitate him with a lariat. Reo spins Diego around and hits the Ojima Special, going from O’Connor Roll, into a german suplex, into an armbar. Ojima pulls back, but Diego is able to break the hold by getting a foot into the ropes. Ojima goes to the top rope, uncharacteristically, and lines up for a single leg stomp. However, as he comes down, Ojima’s leg bends almost the wrong way. Jeff the Ref checks on Reo, but Reo is too proud to give up. He tries to stand, but can’t. Diego tries to wrap him up for the Ace Lariat, but Again, Ojima falls to a knee in pain. Matias hits a schoolboy to put Reo out of his misery for the 1… 2… 3!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN... THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH... VIA PINFALL... AND STILL THE SAN FRANCISCO OPENWEIGHT CHAMPION… DIEGO MATIAS!!!

Diego allows the medics to come down to the ring, as Kai Urigawa and Tiger H also come down to the ring to check on their mentor. Ojima gives a signal to his Oni brethren, and they instantly begin to attack the SFOW Champion. Diego tries to fight his attackers off, but Daya and Mimi were attacked by the masked man that’s been haunting Diego for months. Kai and Tiger H take Matias out with a brainbuster/roundhouse combo. Oni leaves with Reo as he is taken to an ambulance. Diego struggles to get to his feet when suddenly Natural Born Killaz By Ice Cube and Dr. Dre starts playing. Anthony Cross runs out with his briefcase and hands his opportunity to Jeff the Ref.

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, ANTHONY CROSS IS CASHING IN HIS CHAMPIONSHIP OPPORTUNITY!!!

Diego barely gets to his feet before Enforcer drops him with a Mafia Kick. Diego tries to get to his feet and ducks a big lariat. Diego lands a few kidney shots that stagger Enforcer. Enforcer spins around and drills Diego with a big knee to the chest. He throws Diego into the ring ropes, but Diego is able to hit a springboard moonsault into a DDT. The crowd begins to rally behind Diego when the lights go out. Suddenly, a shadow of a man can be seen attacking Diego in the dark. The lights come back on, and Diego is out cold in the ring, and a black mask sits on one of the ring posts. Cross doesn’t care about any of this, and locks in his Omerta judo strangle. He drops to the mat and chokes Diego until he is no longer moving. The arm drops later, and Jeff the Ref has no choice but to call it.

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN... THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH... VIA PINFALL... AND NEW THE SAN FRANCISCO OPENWEIGHT CHAMPION… “ENFORCER” ANTHONY CROSS!!!

Anthony Cross throws Matias’ limp body to the side and demands he gets his title handed to him. He raises it high into the air as the fans boo him. Diego rolls over, barely conscious, but he sees the mask sitting on the ring post and slams his fist on the mat. Matias shakes his head, not taking his eyes off the mask on the ring post. Cross leaves the ring, rubbing his knew title in the faces of all of the booing fans.

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Diego Matias was robbed here tonight. Between getting robbed of a big win, getting attacked by Oni, Cross cashing in, and The Masked man attacking him mid-match. You have to believe this was almost orchestrated against him!

K.T. ANDERSON: MATIAS IN THE FUCKING DIRT!!! YOU GODDAMN LOVE TO SEE IT!!!

[NVR Staff]

BREAKING...
The feed to NVR programming would be briefly interrupted with some static, as the following message played...

"You are now watching Cable 10, Aurora, Illinois community access channel..."

We then hear a brief guitar lick from Brea, who is playing the opening riff to "Seek & Destroy" on a black and white Stratocaster, as she is playing in a very ratty-looking basement. She wears the IJWF Heritage championship around her waist, as she began to speak to the camera with a very energetic tone.

BREA LOMBARDI: What's up my dudes and dudettes!? It's the leather rebel, Brea Lombardi broadcasting from the heavy metal capital of the world, Aurora, Illinois! Now, your IJWF Heritage Champion has come by to address the people, and say she needs to spread her wings! She needs to get her name out there! Brea Lombardi needs to get out into the intergender circuits! So, when NVR had me at the Women's Summit, I had to kick the door in and get myself a contract!"

Brea said with a bit of intensity, as she announced her arrival to the company.

BREA LOMBARDI: So! I intend on making up for my early exit from that tournament, by showing what a more experienced and wiser Brea Lombardi can do! To everyone else in NVR, all I have to say is welcome to Brea's World."

She said, picking up her guitar and playing out, as the camera would begin to flicker back to the previously scheduled program.

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[NVR Staff]

SINGLES MATCH
RAPTOЯ
vs
SANTANA JOHNSON

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THIS IS A SINGLES MATCH!!!

LET’S GO RAPTOЯ!!!
SAN-TAN-A!!!
LET’S GO RAPTOЯ!!!
SAN-TAN-A!!!
LET’S GO RAPTOЯ!!!
SAN-TAN-A!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: Introducing first...

"Immigrant Song" by Led Zepplin plays, as the lights change different colors of green, gold, and brown. The music changes go into the first verse and out comes the 100 million-year-old rookie, RaptoЯ steps out from behind the curtain. He takes his first small step for Dino's and his one giant leap for Dino-kind! With that, he stomps out to the ring and raises his hands in self-hype as the fans cheer for him as well. One big step over the top rope and he's in the center of the ring screaming "We're Back" before posing in the ring and letting his music die.

VALENTINA LOVELACE: And his opponent...

Boomerang by Big Pun starts to play throughout the PA system and everyone is right back on their feet. Everyone knows who the fuck this is and bursting through the curtain is Santana Johnson. The Deathmatch OG panders to the people in the crowd before walking right back out, only to come back in with a garbage can full of hardcore goodies. Rushing toward the ring, he tosses the can over the top rope and into the ring.

The match starts with Santana threatening to kill Jeff the Ref if he touches the garbage can of weapons. He pulls out a big Kendo stick and turns around, just to get booted right in the face before he could do anything. RaptoЯ with a few big shots, but Santana goes wild with some punches of his own to the gut of RaptoЯ. He doubles over the Cretaceous Crippler, but RaptoЯ is able to flip him over with a big back body drop. RaptoЯ hits a running curb stomp on the Deathmatch OG. He covers Johnson, but Johnson kicks out at 2. RaptoЯ gets to his feet, but Santana seems to get up faster. He tries to catch RaptoЯ with a Blackout in Chiraq, but RaptoЯ rolls away. Santana Lunges, but RaptoЯ pops up with a big uppercut that staggers Santana. Johnson swings wildly, but RaptoЯ is able to lift his opponent onto his shoulder and drills him with a powerslam onto the garbage can full of weapons!!! Johnson rolls towards the ropes and flips RaptoЯ off, but RaptoЯ grabs both arms and drills him with a few short-arm knee strikes followed by a vicious headbutt! RaptoЯ drags Tana to the corner and lifts him in the corner. RaptoЯ hits a frying pan chop to the chest of Santana but seems to wake him up better than a coke bump. He punches RaptoЯ in the throat before running at him with a crossbody and lands some punches as soon as they hit the mat. Santana reaches for his knife in his back pocket, asking if dinosaurs bleed, but his back pocket has a hole and the knife must have fallen out, so he just goes for the cover 1… 2… RaptoЯ with the kick out!!!

K.T. ANDERSON: WHERE THE FUCK IS HIS POCKET KNIFE???

MR. WRESTLING 3K: By the good graces of RaptoЯ’s dinosaur ancestors, Santana’s knife is nowhere to be found.

K.T. ANDERSON: THIS IS BULLSHIT!!!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: I guess we’re just going to have to see this match contested under normal rules!

Santana seems pissed about the loss of his pocket knife but goes to his can of weapons and pulls out a bat. Santana smacks it on the mat, waiting for RaptoЯ to get to his feet. RaptoЯ stands up, and Tana swings the bat like a hammer, hitting RaptoЯ on the top of the head… BUT RaptoЯ NO SELLS IT!!! His tough scaly dinosaur head is too strong for the bat! Johnson goes to hit him again, but RaptoЯ boots Santana in the gut to double him over. RaptoЯ throws Santana through the ropes and onto the apron, before meeting him out there. A big X-Plex off the apron by RaptoЯ sends Santana plummeting to the floor. Santana gets to his feet, but RaptoЯ hits a standing moonsault onto his opponent from the apron! RaptoЯ pulls Santana up to his feet and into a one-handed powerbomb position. He powerbombs Santana into the ropes, but Santana uses his arms to catch the ropes and give himself a base. Santana kicks RaptoЯ in the face and then hits a jumping cannonball onto his opponent. He throws his opponent into the ring and finds a satin baggy that was in the garbage can. Santana pours the contents of said bag, which is unsurprisingly thumbtacks, all over the center of the ring. Santana lifts RaptoЯ to his feet, but RaptoЯ head buts him once… twice… three times!!! Santana seems to be out on his feet, but RaptoЯ hits him with a swinging spike DDT onto the thumbtacks! Big cover by RaptoЯ for the 1… 2… Santana kicks out, sporting middle fingers as he does so!!!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: A VERY defiant kick out by Santana Johnson!!!

K.T. ANDERSON: Santana is a fucking Death Merchant. I don’t care how old you are, whether 27 or 27 Million, Death is gonna get you and Santana is gonna fucking do it.

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Usually I would agree with you, but you saw what happened when RaptoЯ was hit with that baseball bat. That is a near Billion years of pain tolerance training right there.

K.T. ANDERSON: You know, his family was killed by the KT Extinction. I’m just a different KT trying to finish the job.

RaptoЯ can’t believe it. He goes around and kicks all the weapons and thumbtacks that he can out of the ring, waiting for Santana to get to his feet. Santana gets to his feet finally, and the two men trade strikes. Santana tries to lock in a Muay Thai clinch, delivering some knees, but RaptoЯ muscles out and delivers a big Roundhouse kick to the head that takes Santana to a knee. RaptoЯ throws Santana into the corner and follows up with a big jumping double knee strike, before hitting the ropes as Santana staggers out and delivers a big boot. He climbs to the top rope and leaps off with the “ RaptoЯs Had Wings” phoenix splash, but Johnson rolls out of the way just in time!!! Santana Scrambles to his feet and hits a wicked Blackout in Chiraq to the back of the head of RaptoЯ. Santana covers for a pin with a wrist tape rake across the face for good measure, but RaptoЯ kicks out at 2.99! Santana realizes suddenly that his knife was actually in his sock and pulls it out. He says “Now I finna watch you bleed, Barney” before stabbing the knife right into the forehead of RaptoЯ. He drills that thing all the way to the hilt, before a solid right hand by RaptoЯ. RaptoЯ stands up and pulls the knife out of his scaley face, and says that he won’t give Santana the satisfaction of bleeding tonight. RaptoЯ lifts Santana for Extinction, but as he goes to transition from the fireman’s carry to the sit-out slam, Santana is able to counter with A FUCKING DDT!!! He covers RaptoЯ for the 1… 2… 3!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN... THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH... VIA PINFALL… SANTANA JOHNSON!!!

Santana takes a second to breathe, before grabbing his knife off the mat. He spits on RaptoЯ’s body as he yells at Jeff the Ref to raise his “fucking” hand. Jeff does so, but Santana threatens to cut the Referee with his knife anyways. It’s almost principle at this point. Santana leaves the ring, grabbing as many weapons as he can on his way up the ramp. RaptoЯ rolls to his feet, and puts his finger in the hole left by Santana’s knife, and exclaims “That was actually pretty close”, before shrugging. Despite losing, the fans are still firmly behind RaptoЯ, as he waves at the fans and goes backstage.

MR. WRESTLING 3K: A violent match here tonight between RaptoЯ and Santana.

K.T. ANDERSON: RAPTOЯ SHOULD HAVE BEEN FUCKING BLEEDING!!! THIS IS SUCH BULLSHIT!!! ABSOLUTELY FUCKING BLUE BALLED HERE!!!

[NVR Staff]

[NVR Staff]

NVR WRESTLING
R!ZE CHAMPIONSHIP
OPPORTUNITY BRIEFCASE
SINGLES MATCH
REBEL MANSON (*)
vs
TJS

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THIS IS A SINGLES MATCH FOR THE NVR R!ZE CHAMPIONSHIP OPPORTUNITY BRIEFCASE!!!

MURDER MCGEE!!!
T-J-S!!!
MURDER MCGEE!!!
T-J-S!!!
MURDER MCGEE!!!
T-J-S!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: Introducing the challenger...

TJS appears on the screen. Each letter fades in and out before the other appears as the intro plays. The lights dim slightly aside for a trio of lights which, you guessed it, shine TJS onto the roof of the building or down onto the ring. TJS appears from behind the curtain with his back to the crowd but spins to stand facing them, legs wide apart and embraces the crowd. Throwing out a t-shirt to one of the crowd members rampside earns him a pop before he starts to walk down the ramp. TJS raises a finger, then sings with the crowd the opening lyrics to his theme.

Begin the day

With a friendly voice

A companion, unobtrusive

Plays that song that's so elusive

And the magic music makes your morning mood

TJS grabs the ropes with the small intrumental break and spins to hook the top rope and face the ramp.

Off on your way

Hit the open road

There is magic at your fingers

For the spirit ever lingers

Undemanding contact

In your happy solitude

As that riff hits, TJS backflips into the ring and walks around the ring, the lights dimming down to an almost darkened state as the fans screens light the arena with purple, pink, blue and red bright screens. TJS then performs a running shooting star press and lands on his feet, pretending it was unseen but the house lights come back on bright just a second after he lands. TJS nods his head to the rest of the song. Even as it fades out, the loyal NVR fans sing it loud and proud with TJS conducting them with one hand.

VALENTINA LOVELACE: And the current briefcase holder...

"Run Rabbit Run" by Rob Zombie plays through the sound system as Rebel came out of the curtain he walked down the ramp flipping everyone off. He walked up the stairs as he walked to the corner he stands there.

Teddy and Rebel start this match off with a quick fist bump before they start to rapidly circle. There's a lock up and it's Rebel who finds the opening first, lunging forward and surging Teddy backward against the ropes. The ref starts the count to warn them to back up, and Rebel growls before issuing a HARSH downward chop that echoes and drops TJS to his knees, clutching his beet red chest. The crowd woos for each chop. Rebel doesn't stop there, grabbing a handful of Teddy's hair, yanking his head back and punishing him with another loud chop. Rebel knocks TJS face down with an impromptu short roundhouse, then takes a short run up and goes to drop a big running senton, yet Teddy quickly rolls out of the way. As soon as Rebel awkwardly lands, TJS moves in to apply the Croc Lock (inverted cloverleaf) yet Rebel uses his leg strength and angrily kicks Teddy away. Mule kick to the face of TJS as he's trying to stand! Rebel seizes Teddy's legs and tries to turn him over for the Boston crab, yet Teddy finds an out by using Rebel's own momentum against him and actually getting the Croc Lock on! The color drains from Rebel's face pretty fast as the pain sets in, yet he luckily gets a hand on the bottom rope, Steph the ref forcing a break.

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Teddy JS with a great inverted cloverleaf, but Manson is able to find the ropes.

K.T. ANDERSON: Does it kill your deathmatch cred if you tap out to a move that is named after the dumbest shoe in history?

MR. WRESTLING 3K: TJS is doing a good job at keeping Rebel’s unorthodox striking at bay.

K.T. ANDERSON: Yea yea. He’s a regular Royce Gracie.

They get to their feet, and they trade shots, but Rebel hits a headbutt that staggers Teddy. However, with Rebel feeling the effects of the Croc Lock, TJS delivers a stiff kick to the back of the leg. Rebel’s knees buckle, and this is where Teddy finds the opening to stunt on him. Teddy grins as he hooks Rebel up for what looks like a satellite crossface, yet shows off some strength and switches it up and actually deadlifts Rebel in a pumphandle! The crowd gets behind it as Teddy gets under Rebel's skin with repeated pumphand lifts. As Rebel thinks he finds an opening, Teddy switches it up and Rebel finds himself up on Teddy's shoulders in an old-school airplane spin! Round and round Rebel and Teddy go until TJS gets dizzy and finally plants him on the mat with a slam. Teddy stumbles around the ring with his arms up in the air, as waits for the dizziness to subside. He starts stepping straight at the same time that Rebel gets to his feet. Manson runs at Teddy, but TJS mmediately SMASHES him with That One Slam From Band Camp (Rock bottom) before going for the cover, hooking the leg. 1… 2… 3NO!!!Rebel kicks out at two and a half!

K.T. ANDERSON: Imagine standing there, calling yourself a deathmatch legend, and you’re getting molliwhopped by a Big Bang Theory Character.

MR. WRESTLING 3K: TJS and Rebel are both fighting hard here tonight. Manson is his know-how and resilience by kicking out of everything TJS has hit him with, and Teddy has kept Manson on the defensive this whole match.

K.T. ANDERSON: REBEL MANSON IS BETTER THAN THIS!!!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: WILL STOP BELITTLING THE TALENTS AND DO YOUR JOB, K.T.

Teddy nods to himself, seemingly knowing what he has to do. He looks down at Rebel who is beginning to stir. He points to the corner and gives the fans the signal, which they pop for. TJS scrambles over to the corner and gets to the second rope. The fans get louder as TJS walks to the middle and leaps off! Appealing Elbow Drop (Zoidberg elbow) attempt misses wildly as Rebel rolls out of the way! Rebel gets a mixed reaction as he looks around the arena and points to his temple then grins sarcastically. TJS is on jello legs as Rebel hauls him to his feet and then drags him by the hair into the corner, repeatedly smashing Teddy's face into the turnbuckle pad as the fans count up to 6!!!
TJS stuns Rebel with a back elbow and angrily hails him into the corner, unleashing with chops, kicks and forearms. It isn't long before Rebel manages to reverse it on him and land a quick flurry of his own. With TJS stunned in the corner, Rebel makes Teddy's head jack back and then slump as he takes a quick run up and drills him with a superkick! However, something seems to come over Rebel. That boot goes back up under Teddy's chin in the corner. Since this is an illegal corner choke, Steph the ref starts his count… 1… 2… Rebel seems oblivious as a strange smile crosses his face watching Teddy gasp for air 3… 4… Rebel was warned, yet he still seems unwilling to relinquish as Teddy looks to be turning blue… 5!!! The referee disqualifies Rebel, calling for the bell and awarding TJS the victory!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN... THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH... VIA DISQUALIFICATION… TJS!!! HOWEVER, STILL THE R!ZE CHAMPIONSHIP OPPORTUNITY BRIEFCASE HOLDER… REBEL MANSON!!!

When Rebel Manson hears the bell and TJS's music hit, only THEN does Rebel let go and turn his attention to the referee. He yells at Steph the Ref for disqualifying him. He threatens to attack the referee, but she doesn’t back down. Rebel Manson raises his hand like he’s going to hit her, and Steph dares him, but instead Rebel turns around and boots a slumped TJS in the face. He takes his briefcase from a ringhand and bails from the ring. Marching up the ramp.

K.T. ANDERSON: THAT’S WHAT I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR!!! THANK YOU REBEL!!!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: This is unbecoming of Rebel Manson and he knows it! He’s better than this disqualification!!!

[NVR Staff]

BACKSTAGE...
Mimi and Daya are backstage in the trainer's room. They're getting checked on as an irate Derrick La'Bell checks in on them. Derrick looks pissed, as he checks in on his girlfriend their mutual friend. As he checks with them, Mimi and Daya both tell him they're okay, but All Derrick sees is red. He happens to see Caleb Jackson walk past the medical room, and Derrick chases after him. He grabs President Caleb Jackson's shoulder and spins him around in a huff.

DERRICK LA'BELL: WHAT KIND OF CUT-RATE BULLSHIT ARE YOU RUNNING HERE???

Caleb Jackson takes a deep breath to keep his cool as Derrick continues to yell at him.

DERRICK LA'BELL: LISTEN, I knew NVR was a laughing stock, but a masked man just attacked not one, not two, but THREE of your top talents and close friends. This masked man has been seen here before. This isn't the first time this bullshit has happened. What the hell are you going to do about it???

Caleb takes another deep breath, before grabbing Derrick's hand and taking it off his shoulder. Caleb looks Derrick in the eyes and calmly says

CALEB JACKSON: First off, you are a guest here. Touch me ever again, and you will never step foot in this company so long as you live. I allow you back here because I respect your work and your relationship to my talent, but I am not afraid to ban you for life.

Derrick straightens up a bit, not because he feels he has stepped out of line, but because he realizes that Caleb might actually listen to him.

CALEB JACKSON: Secondly, yes a man has attacked my talent, and I have security looking for the culrpit. Other than that, I can't do anything for you.

DERRICK LA'BELL: Well give me a match with the guy! Give me a match here tonight, against this masked man.

CALEB JACKSON: You don't even work here. You're not even dressed in your gear. You're in a suit Derrick.

Derrick shrugs.

DERRICK LA'BELL: I've worked here before. I don't need music, I'll wrestle in these pants. You can make it unsanctioned. All I need is your ring.

CALEB JACKSON: THere's no guarantee this guy will even show up.

DERRICK LA'BELL: Then I'll go out there and make an ass out of myself, but my girl and my friends have been hurt here tonight. Nobody has even seen Diego since he lost his title, so, please. Just give me this chance. No money, no music, all I need is the time to beat this asshole and defend my friends.

Caleb pauses and thinks about the deal here.

CALEB JACKSON: Fine, but under one condition...

Derrick perks up...

CALEB JACKSON: You are to never return to here again. This stunt is too much, your actions are too much. I'll give you 10 minutes of MY air time, but then you are out of here. Do you understand?

Derrick looks back into the trainer's room, and sees Mimi and Daya getting wrapped up. He takes a deep breath and says...

DERRICK LA'BELL: Deal. Give me my 10 minutes, and then I'm gone. Just let me tell Mimi and Daya what's going on.

Caleb nods as Derrick turns around and heads back into the room. Caleba calls out to Derrick one last time.

CALEB JACKSON: Derrick!

Derrick turns back...

CALEB JACKSON: I hope you get what you're looking for tonight. Good Luck!

Derrick nods and walks away.

[NVR Staff]

UNSANCTIONED
SINGLES MATCH
DERRICK LA’BELL
vs
MASKED MAN

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THIS MATCH IS NOT SANCTIONED BY NVR WRESTLING OR THE BATTLEGROUND NETWORK.

THIS IS AWESOME!!!
CALP!CLAP!CLAPCLAPCLAP!!!
THIS IS AWESOME!!!
CALP!CLAP!CLAPCLAPCLAP!!!
THIS IS AWESOME!!!
CALP!CLAP!CLAPCLAPCLAP!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: Introducing first...

Derrick La’Bell walks down to the ring with shotty tape around his wrists and dress slacks on. He marches down to the ring to no music, per his deal, and looks at the ring with all business in his face. He gets to the ring and has to roll in trying not to rip his pants. He gets in and just sits in his corner, waiting to see if the masked man will show or not.

VALENTINA LOVELACE: And their opponent...

Nobody walks out for a few minutes. Derrick yells for him to show up. La’Bell walks around the ring, looking to see if the dude will show up from the crowd or something, but the masked man doesn’t show. Derrick is starting to look worried now, as fans start to taunt both The Masked Man and Derrick. Finally the lights go out

“CORAZON NEGRO”

"Cinco de Mayhem" by the Bleeding Fingers begins to play as balck, purple and gold strobe lights shine all over the arena as out comes the masked man, Corazon Negro! He is wearing the mask that has been seen all over NVR the past couple of months. He walks slowly and eerily down to the ring, staring his opponent down. Corazon Negro slides to the ring and poses in the ring before he turns and faces his opponent.

Derrick leans in and tries to tie up, but Corazon Negro rolls forward underneath Derrick’s arms, and lights up the backside of Derrick. La’Bell spins around with a big spinning back fist, but Corazon ducks it. Derrick times a double leg perfectly and drives Corazon into the corner and begins to beat the crap out of Corazon Negro. Negro puts a thumb to the eye of Derrick, causing Derrick to relent for a moment. La’Bell stumbles backwards a bit, and Corazon hits a middle rope leaping codebreaker that takes the big man down. Corazon hits the ropes and hits a running dropkick to the back of Derrick’s head, before quickly hooking in a calf slicer. Derrick is able to swing an elbow back to smack Corazon in the back of the head. Derrick then pushes up and gets his hand on Corazon’s face, and begins to smash The Black Heart’s head into the ring mat. Corazon goes limp for a minute and Derrick mounts him, giving Corazon a series og Hellbows reminiscent of his MMA days. Derrick takes a moment to yell out, but Corazon throws a chop to the throat of Derrick. Derrick grabs his face, and Corazon hits headbutt. Derrick gets off of Corazon Negro, and Corazon goes off the ropes for a big springboard crossbosy, but Derrick catches him in air and hits his Primal Slam! Both men lay still on the mat for a bit.

K.T. ANDERSON: This man Derrick shouldn’t be here. So what, his girlfriend got jumped. He needs to understand this isn’t that fake MMA shit and get out of his feels.

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Derrick is trying to prove that Corazon Negro messed up, while also proving chivalry isn’t dead. He probably shouldn’t be here, but as a family man myself, I completely understand.

Derrick and Corazon get to their feet, and they trade strikes. La’Bell deals out heavy blows to the head of the masked man, and Corazon looks like he might be out. A desperation dropkick lands by Corazon, and Corazon runs to the apron trying to get some space between the two of them. Derrick gets his base and runs, hitting a suicide spear off through the ropes and onto the floor. The crowd goes crazy for this, as Derrick and Corazon lay at ringside. The referees check only to make sure both men are able to continue. Both say they can keep going, and Derrick gets to his feet first. He pulls Corazon to his feet and then lifts him up over his head with a military press. Derrick throws Corazon Negro through the ropes and back into the ring as he climbs back in himself. Derrick calls for the end, as he grabs Corazon in a front facelock, looking for his suplex piledriver that he calls the Eastside Driver. Corazon drops to a knee as a defensive tactic, but Derrick pulls him up to his feet again. The masked man shoves Derrick, trying to escape the hold and prevent the piledriver, and his head slips out of his mask to reveal… DIEGO MATIAS??? Diego sits on the mat with a big smile on his face, but Derrick looks stunned. How could someone so close to him and Mimi do what he has done tonight? The shock has Derrick completely paralyzed, as Diego quickly shoots behind and hits a school boy roll-up with a handfull of Derrick’s pants for the 1… 2… 3!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN... THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH... VIA PINFALL... CORAZON NEGRO!!!

Diego Matias grabs his mask and rolls out of the ring. Derrick looks on in disbelief as he watches Diego shrug and place the mask back on his head. Matias escapes through the crowd as Derrick just keeps yelling out “Why?”. Caleb Jackson comes out with security, and reluctantly gets them to guide Derrick out of the building. Mimi and Daya run out to go with Derrick, their faces sharing the same concern that Derrick has. Derrick is ushered out of the studio, and the fans chant bullshit to it all as Derrick is barred from NVR forever.

MR. WRESTLING 3K: I have no words...

K.T. ANDERSON: DIEGO MATIAS IS FINALLY WORTH TALKING ABOUT!!! THANK GOD!!!

[NVR Staff]

BACKSTAGE...

We cut to the backstage area and Gemma Marchand is standing in front of an NVR backdrop microphone in hand.

GEMMA MARCHAND: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome Tapp Wrestling!

Gemma motions towards her empty side but nothing happens. A few seconds later Tapp's voice can be heard whispering.

TAPP WRESTLING: say it correctly. or I’m not coming out.

Gemma faces the camera with a mixed expression of confusion and annoyance.

GEMMA MARCHAND: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome, The REAL NVR World Champion Tapp Wrestling...

Gemma doesn’t bother to motion towards Tapp this time. That doesn’t stop him from sauntering out briefcase in hand. We can now see that the briefcase has Tapps face plastered all over it now. He stops in front of Gemma and flashing his infamous shit-eating grin.

GEMMA MARCHAND: Thanks for joining me, Tapp. My first question is...

Tapp throws a hand up cutting Gemma off. He chuckles a bit shaking his head as he snatches the microphone.

TAPP WRESTLING: Listen Skylar. You know It’s not just Tapp anymore. It’s Tapp Wrestling. Or Mr.Wrestling if you’re classy. It’s not that hard to remember. You seem stressed out. You know what. I’ll handle this interview. You go take a break. Okay, Skylar?

GEMMA MARCHAND: My name is Ge...

Tapp throws his hand up again. This time shooing Gemma away and out of the view of the camera.

TAPP WRESTLING: Go now. I’ve got this. You’re working too hard Skylar.

Not even five seconds later Tapp is back in the view of the camera.

TAPP WRESTLING: Ladies and gentlemen. Boys and girls. REAL wrestling fans of all ages. For those of you unfortunate enough to not know who I am. My Name Is TAPP WRESTLING. The Wristlock Roselli. Your Favorite Wrestlers Least Favorite Opponent. Mr. Wrestling himself. And the REAL one. Not that Blueface Baby behind the desk out there.

Tapp laughs at his own joke. For about 45 seconds. The cocky little prick. He wipes a tear from his eye before bringing the mic back to his lips.

TAPP WRESTLING: I’m the REAL NVR World Champion. Not the pseudochamp Taryn, I mean Karen Willow. A REAL champion doesn’t get baited into representing a company and then losing. We all know the reason she lost that match too. She was worried about me. She promised that I was going to come cash in on her. She was saving her energy in preparation for me. Because she swore up and down that I was going to steal her spotlight. She had a main event match in another company. And all she could think about was stopping me. I’d say I’m flattered. But I’m not. It’s expected.

Tapp begins pacing back and forth his voice getting louder and louder as he speaks.

TAPP WRESTLING: Everyone is only concerned with stopping me. I’m entering tournaments where opponents have admitted they don’t care about winning so long as they take me out. I have rookies and veterans alike all wanting a piece of me just to prove I’m not as good as I say I am. I HAVE PRESIDENTS OF COMPANIES CHANGING RULES LAST MINUTE JUST TO MAKE SURE I DONT SUCCEED!

Tapp chuckles again. Slowing his pacing into a halt, he faces the camera once more.

TAPP WRESTLING: There’s an old saying, I don’t really remember where it comes from. Something like ‘To be the best you’ve got to beat the best. Well everyone in sight is trying to beat me. What does that tell you?

And with that, Mr.Wrestling drops the microphone before pushing past the cameraman and making his way down the hall.

[NVR Staff]

TAG TEAM MATCH
DEAD PRETENDERS
(SUI OBATA & KIRA IZUMI)
vs
TAPP WRESTLING & RIVERS
w/ISABELLE VALENTINE

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THIS IS A TAG TEAM MATCH AND IT IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL!!!

ONE FALL!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: Introducing first...

Classic Man Remix by Jidenna (feat. Kendrick Lamar) hits the PA system, and the lights fade to a red color. At the top of the stage, sparkler pyres go off and as the chorus hits, they shoot off white, as red confetti shoots into the air, and out comes Tapp Wrestling. The REALEST Wrestler walks down the ramp ignoring the fans and focusing on the match ahead. Tapp slides into the ring on his stomach and slaps the canvas three times before hopping up. He "Runs the ropes" and arrogantly poses in the center of the ring by kissing his hands and spreading them out into the air as his music fades out.

VALENTINA LOVELACE: And his tag team partner...

"I'm a freak of nature baby."

The first up-tempo line shoots through the PA system and echoes throughout the arena, prompting Rivers and Belle to step through the curtains. Sporting leather jackets, The Independent Scene stands upon the stage and panders to the crowd, running left and right to hype them up before walking down the ramp. Belle stops at the bottom of the ramp as Rivers slowly makes a lap around the ring, fist-bumping folks on the way to the steps. Climbing up the steps, he then sits upon the apron and soaks it all in, and lays upon the hardest part of the ring. After a few seconds, he rolls under the bottom rope and into the ring before bridging the bottom rope so Isabelle can get into the ring. Rising to a vertical state, they once again pandering to the fans, this time with Rivers standing atop the nearest turnbuckle/second rope by throwing his hands up and yelling out to them.

Hopping off of the turnbuckle, he saunters toward the center of the ring and they pose once more as they unzip their jackets. Rivers quickly hands the jackets over to the official and runs the ropes once to get himself ready for what's to come.

VALENTINA LOVELACE: And their opponents ...

果てなき世界ならば この胸には証しを

同じ涙濡れたら 僕ら笑いあおう

Both Kira And Sui come out from the back before the point at the ring and do a cutthroat motion. They make their way down the rampway and walk around the ring, along the way slapping hands of fans and talking to the crowd. They meet up to where the announce table is and climb on top of it where they make an "X" with their arms and rile up the crowd.

きおく きずな きぼうと重ねたら みらいいろ

ずっと僕らは描いてく

They make their way into the ring and climb up to the top turnbuckle where they do another cut throat motion, sticking out there tongues and rolling their eyes into the back of their heads. all undertaker like. They drop down and square up to their opponents finishing it off.

The match starts with Rivers and Tapp fighting over who gets to start the match. Kira Izumi waits, as Rivers gives up and allows Tapp to start. They start off going into a classic tie-up, as neither man is willing to give up the early advantage. A cheap-looking leg sweep by Tapp allows the takedown of Izumi. Tapp targets the wrist and locks in a kneeling wrist lock on Kira. The lock is actually pretty legit, and Izumi seems to be struggling, so veteran tag master Sui Obata gets into the ring to break it up, but Rivers plays defense and wrestles Obata down to the mat and into an identical wristlock to Tapp’s. Tapp Wrestling and Rivers Jhack King pose in their matching wristlocks. Isabelle even goes so far as to say that the wristlocks make her wet, but she specifies Rivers’ wristlock, not Tapp’s. The crowd kinda pops for this too but in all of the gloating, Sui and Kira are able to take advantage and break free. They land double roundhouses, throwing Rivers to the apron and Tapp to the corner. Dead Pretenders make a tag, and they hit their Akai Ame kick combo. Sui covers Tapp for the 1… 2… TAPP KICKS OUT. Obata waits no time, hitting tap with a spinning chop to the back of the head, before locking in a double chicken wing lift inverted sharpshooter. Tapp refuses to tap, but he’s got nowhere to go as Sui lifts him higher in the air with the submission. Luckily, Rivers comes from nowhere with a good old fashion superkick to break the hold!!!

K.T. ANDERSON: Tapp and Rivers. These two look like they could be Gods as a team

MR. WRESTLING 3K: They are showing good in-ring chemistry, but I don’t know if their egos will find the same chemistry.

K.T. ANDERSON: Egos? Who needs cohesive egos, when your debut as a team is by beating the #1 contenders.

MR. WRESTLING 3K: They haven’t won the match yet...

Both teams trade momentum as the match goes on. Rivers and Tapp prove to be the better all-around wrestlers, but Dead Pretenders are clearly the better duo. Kira and Sui stay as fresh in the match as possible, despite Rivers and Tapp constantly taking the fight to them. Eventually, the tags prove effective, as Rivers seems a bit gassed after losing grip on a single leg Boston crab and Obata tags in Izumi. Kira lights Rivers up hitting a series of kicks to the midsection, followed by a dragon suplex. Izumi keeps Rivers away from his corner, but at one point Rivers jukes and goes for the hot ta-No! Izumi springboards off the ropes and catches Rivers with a bulldog to plant him before he can tag out. He drags Rivers to the Dead Pretenders, hits him with a series of stiff strikes, and tags Sui back in. Stop the Defamation, a signature combo of Dead Pretenders, lands perfectly and Sui goes for the pin, but Tapp breaks up the pin. Obata turns his attention to Tapp, drilling him with stiff European uppercuts. Tapp is able to escape into his corner, as Obata turns around, just to watch Kira eat a stiff Lariat to the back of the head. Big bicycle knee by Rivers to Sui and a tag to Tapp get the momentum to change up a bit. Tapp and Rivers hit 3 double armdrags, before Rivers locks in a Scottish surfboard and Tapp adds on with a LeBell Lock. Clearly, this move isn’t legal, but Kira comes in anyways with a punt to the back of Rivers and double foot stomp to the back of Tapp!!!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Every time one of these teams thinks they have it figured out, the other one foils their plans!!!

K.T. ANDERSON: Listen, we have the REAL World Champion and The King of the Indy Scene versus what could very well be our next Tag Team Champions. IF this wasn’t going to be a banger, we wouldn’t be here right now.

MR. WRESTLING 3K: I can’t agree more, but eventually, we are going to get a winner, right?

K.T. ANDERSON: Of course we have to, and it’s going to be Tapp and Rivers.

Tapp and Kira find their way back to each other. Tapp keeps Kira away from his corner with a series of submissions and strikes that focus on the lower back and the legs. Clearly setting Sui up for the Achilles REAL, Tapp grabs at the leg and begins to arch it over his neck, but Kira boots Tapp in the Temple just right and Tapp staggers away. They trade strikes and end up hitting matching roundhouse kicks, dropping each other back to the mat. Kira and Tapp both go for hot tags, but when Tapp goes, his partner is distracted and is talking to his wife. Tapp gets his attention at just the right time and Rivers steps in and ducks a dropkick that sees Obata crash into the turnbuckles. Tapp yells at his tag team partner to ignore his wife and get his head back into the match, but Rivers just shrugs him off. Rivers takes advantage of the missed dropkick and abuses his opponent. At the peak of this series, Rivers lands a hammerlock lariat on Obata and goes for the tag, but Tapp drops down and raises his hands as if clearing himself of all responsibilities in this match. Rivers looks at him confused, as Tapp grabs his briefcase and walks to the back. Rivers pleads to the ref that this isn’t fair. Isabelle Valentine thinks quickly and leaps onto the apron declaring herself Rivers’ new tag partner and makes the tag. However, Jeff the Ref tells her that’s not allowed and tries to get her out of the ring. As this is going on, Sui Obata drops down and deadlifts Rivers into an electric chair position. Kira Izumi leaps off with a springboard leaping lariat, completing BU!SHI!DO!!! Obata drops back and lands on Rivers, just as Jeff the Ref gets control of Belle and turns around!!! 1… 2… 3!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN... THE WINNERS OF THIS MATCH... VIA PINFALL… SUI OBATA & KIRA IZUMI… DEAD PRETENDERS!!!

Sui and Kira celebrate in the ring, as Belle pulls her husband out of the ring. She checks on him to makes sure he’s okay but other than his injured pride, he’s fine. Sui and Kira have their arms raised in the air, as Isabelle Valentine climbs into the ring and begins to berate the Dead Pretenders. They yell back at her, which causes Rivers to get up and back into the ring. Basically, the verbal fight boils down to Rivers and Belle saying Dead Pretenders only won because of Tapp, and the Dead Pretenders retort by saying they’re willing to run it back properly whenever Rivers and Isabelle want to. Eventually, the fights become too circular and Dead Pretenders leave the ring, which pisses off The Indy Scene King and Queen even more.

K.T. ANDERSON: NOW THIS IS WHAT I WOULD LIKE TO SEE!!! RIVERS AND BELLE FIGHTING SIDE BY SIDE IN THE RING!!!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Big win by Dead Pretenders leading into their match at Threat Level Midnight! However, I think Isabelle and Rivers have a point. Had Tapp not left, this could have been a different match.

[NVR Staff]

PREVIOUSLY RECORDED...
We cut to a field. A grainy camera filter and its visual tampering drains our sight of any and all vibrancy. The field is wide and expansive. Yet for all the space in the world - it's empty and desolate.

Audio picks up the sound of footsteps, carefully stepping through the terrain. Though each step is assured in its direction, the sound of foliage crunching under the weight of each step forward permeates.

It casts a loud echo in the absence of any other state of sound. We don’t know exactly where we’re being led towards. However, in time we find a clue. The camera focuses upwards, towards the horizon.

There rests a house upon a hill, and with each step it drew ever closer. The subtle soundwaves a a brooding orchestral score are picked up as we near the front of that house.

The tension is thick, and it thickens evermore as the hand lurches forward. A pale bony set of fingers, is connected to a thin and chaffed palm. We see this hand curl itself into a vicegrip against the knob…

A turn and a slow push forward… And then, nothing.

We hear a foot step forward into sheer darkness...

[NVR Staff]

NVR WRESTLING
R!ZE CHAMPIONSHIP
SINGLES MATCH
LASH DONOHUE (C)
vs
ARLEY KIRK

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THIS IS A SINGLES MATCH FOR THE NVR R!ZE CHAMPIONSHIP!!!

NVR WRESTLING!!!

CLAP!CLAP!CLAPCLAPCLAP!!!

NVR WRESTLING!!!

CLAP!CLAP!CLAPCLAPCLAP!!!

NVR WRESTLING!!!

CLAP!CLAP!CLAPCLAPCLAP!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: Introducing first...

"Global domination" hits the system and there is a loud POP as Arley Kirk appears atop the Tron, black fuzzy LED angel wings on her back. Arley rips open a juice box and skills it before slamming the empty carton on her forehead several times and getting another POP as she slides down the support rigging to the ramp as though it's a fireman's pole and makes her way down the ramp, stopping for quick hugs and high fives and photos.

VALENTINA LOVELACE: From Lake Fenton, MI. Weighing in at one hundred and ten pounds, she is one half of Kawaii Trash Pandas GO...this is "The suicide blonde", Arley Kirk!!!

Arley opens a juice box at ringside and gets a good laugh as a small child opens his mouth and she pours Apple juice into it and also gets a warm reaction from giving her angel wings to a girl around the same age. Arley finally jumps up onto the apron and launches over the top rope before she gets one final POP by running and leaping to the top rope, showing off her superb balance as she stands dead center and motions for the fans to get louder. Arley Kirk backflips down to the ring and strikes a determined fighting pose as her music fades...

VALENTINA LOVELACE: And the champion...

The arena plunges into darkness apart from a shimmering red strobe on the stage which moves in tune to the beat, there is an explosion of fiery pyro, and Lash gets a warm reaction as he leaps out from the backstage area at the same time. Lash Donohue strides down the ramp confidently, his arms stretched out, slapping the hands which reach out to him. The fans get a lot more enthusiastic as Lash leaps up onto the barricade and shows off his agility. Lash reaches the end of the barricade wall and looks around, giving a somewhat cocky smirk as several flashbulbs go off while he leaps from the Wall to the ring apron, strikes his trademark pose, and 'skins the cat'. Lash Donohue ascends to the top rope and gestures for the crowd to get louder before jumping down and awaiting his opponent.

Arley and Lash's faces are expressionless as the bell rings. They fist bump real quick before a fast and menacing circle leads into an intense lock up. Headlock takedown by Lash into a body-scissors but AK monkey flips her way free. Both siblings to their feet and a deep arm drag from Lash. They're up again and a Japanese arm drag from Arley sends Lash sailing! AK pops the crowd as she kips up to her feet runs in, springboards off the second rope real quick and nails Donohue with a headscissors takedown, sending him sprawling into the corner. AK steams in and tries to take advantage with a basement dropkick but Lash quickly springs out of the way, leaving her slumped between the middle and bottom rope. Lash has Arley doubled over and kicks her in the face a few times. Arley with an elbow and she hits the ropes again, ducking a wild shot by Lash and springboards off the middle rope with a cutter- No, Lash scouts as he wraps his arms around her chest and squats down to halt her momentum. He lifts her high into the air with a back suplex arch, but then lets her drop to the mat with a double knee backbreaker, and Lash reels her into a bridging pin… 1… 2… Arley breaks free and both of them look to be on the angry side as they rise to their feet in a fighting stance, panting heavily.

MR. WRESTLING 3K: The Champion taking it to his sister here tonight!!!

K.T. ANDERSON: As much as I dislike Arley Kirk and her pluckiness… I HATE LASH DONOHUE. So, I’m hoping he’s overthrown and embarrassed by Arley here tonight.

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Arley is a TWO times champion in this company in her own right. So, even without the family turmoil taking effect, this would be a great match!!!

K.T. ANDERSON: Yea… such a great match...

They move in to lock up again, yet Lash tricks her, easily sidestepping and getting the go behind. Big release German suplex by Lash here, but Arley backflips and lands on her feet. Arley hooks his arm up behind his head and drops him with her Viper backbreaker. The recoil launches Lash up in the air a bit before crashing back down to the mat! Arley gives the signal, and the crowd gets behind her as she hits the ropes, back rolls, moonsaults, and hits her Juice Box Serenade! AK looks around before quickly running over and launching to the top rope. She turns around and leaps off with a TIGER GRACE!!! The crowd is surprised by the air time she gets and the twist at the end, but it's replaced with an area-wide groan as little bro sticks his knees up at the last second, and AK rolls around in agony as she clutches her lower back. The crowd gives Lash a mixed reaction as he touches his index and middle finger to his temple then grabs AK's legs, trying to turn her over for the Donohue Deathlock. However, Arley fights it, wiggling around and kicking him, before finally using her core to grab his head and reels him into a cradle pin for his trouble! 1… 2… 3NO!!! Lash angrily kicks out, right as the referee is about to count three!!!

K.T. ANDERSON: YEA!!! BEAT LASH WITH A FUCKING ROLL UP!!! ATTA GIRL!!!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Arley with the Cradle counter to the lion tamer! Great technical skill for someone known for her high-flying.

K.T. ANDERSON: Can’t believe Grady called Lash a technician on Twitter that one time. Nightmarish to be honest.

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Those extra 3 or 4 years Arley has on Lash are really coming into play here tonight.

Arley goes to drag him to his feet by his dreadlocks, but she staggers back as she gets a face full of European uppercut! Arley snarls and responds in kind. This goes on for a while, getting more and more brutal, but Lash finally gets the last laugh when AK goes for her flying forearm but he catches her with his double arm backbreaker out of mid-air! Lash sneers as he stands up and shushes everyone. He quickly holds a finger to his lips then turns and looks around Lash whistles to himself while he holds his hands down the back of his tights and there is a groan spreading through the fans. Lash removes his hand from the back of his tights and that groan grows louder as he runs over to his sister and tries to jam his fingers down her throat! Arley is angered and disgusted as she grabs his forearms and pushes him on his ass and the crowd gets right behind her as she proceeds to punch, kick and forearm the hell out of him. Arley easily drags Lash to his feet, dazzling him with a headbutt right up and under his chin. As Lash staggers around, the crowd really heats up as Arley gives the signal and lets out a coyote howl, and then hits the ropes. AK launches to the top rope. ROPEWALK HURRICANRA-NO! Lash catches her and launches her with an alley-oop bomb! Arley tumbles in all directions before landing on her feet. She snares Lash with the cravate! AK-9-No! Lash stands his ground, throws AK off then kicks her in the gut. BURY GO ROUND! Lash leans against AK, hooking the leg and counting with his free hand as blood pours from his nose… 1… 2… 3!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN... THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH... VIA PINFALL… AND STILL NVR R!ZE CHAMPION… LASH DONOHUE!!!

Lash stumbles to his feet and collapses on the rope in celebration. Steph the Ref raises his hand and gives him his R!ZE Championship belt! Arley grabs her head and starts to look disappointed in herself. Lash helps her up and hugs his sister, before licking his finger and giving her a wet willy. Arley looks pissed at him, before leaving and rolling her eyes. Lash continues his celebration when "Grease Paint and Monkey Brains" by White Zombie begins to play.

Lash looks shocked, as former R!ZE Champion Squiggly the Clown steps out in a nice suit. He actually looks really well cleaned up, minus his face makeup of course. He looks at Lash with a smile.

SQUIGGLY THE CLOWN: Lash! Congrats on your successful defense here!

Lash looks confused.

SQUIGGLY THE CLOWN: I know, I know! You thought I was injured and out of action, right? Well, they thought I was, but it turns out I’m just fine! So, that brings me to you, Lashford.

Lash realizes exactly what’s about to happen, as he looks at Squiggly.

SQUIGGLY THE CLOWN: It is rare for champions to get a rematch here in NVR, due to our schedule, but you as champion is just an unfunny joke to me… I JUST DON’T GET IT!!!

Lash raises his title high in the air as he pats his chest.

SQUIGGLY THE CLOWN: So next month, I want my rematch, and if I win, your reign is scrubbed from the record and your defenses are MINE, but if you win… I will leave NVR Wrestling and retire from the sport entirely!!!

Lash takes a deep breath, looking at his title as if asking it for its opinion. After a slight pause Lash screams out through the crowd “YOU’RE ON!!!” The crowd pops and Squiggly begins to laugh uncontrollably.

MR. WRESTLING 3K: A BIG CHALLENGE HAS BEEN LAID DOWN HERE TONIGHT!!!

K.T. ANDERSON: SQUIGGA IS GETTING HIS TITLE BACK BABY!!!

[NVR Staff]

NVR WRESTLING

WOMEN'S CHAMPIONSHIP
SINGLES MATCH

DONA ROTTEN (C)
vs
SUPER TIGER

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THIS IS A SINGLES MATCH, AND IT IS FOR THE WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP!!!

SUPER TIGER!!!
SPIT, DONA!!! SPIT!!!
SUPER TIGER!!!
SPIT, DONA!!! SPIT!!!
SUPER TIGER!!!
SPIT, DONA!!! SPIT!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: Introducing firs the challenger...

As her music hits, Super Tiger runs out onto the stage, only to be showered in paper mache ribbons, to which she holds out her arms, and spins, wrapping herself up in a "Tiger Tornado", laughing the whole time.

VALENTINA LOVELACE: "Residing in Lake Fenton, Michigan, she is one half of Kawaii Trash Pandas GO!.....THE SUUUUUUUUUUPERRRRRRR TIIIIIIIGERRRRRRR!!!!"

She then rips through the ribbons, making her way down the ramp, clapping her hands and stopping for pictures with young fans before selecting a child, typically a little girl, and gifting them with the mask she is wearing that night. Super Tiger then slides into the ring under the bottom rope as pink pyro fires from the ring posts, showering the ring in sparkling light as she throws up a peace sign with one hand, staring up at the ceiling while the crowd goes nuts.

VALENTINA LOVELACE: And the champion...

Dona slowly walks toward the ring, her focus squarely in front of her. She tunes out the fans, her mind lingering on the match at hand. A wry grin creeps across her painted face, as she climbs up onto the apron. Dona steps through the ropes, making her way to mid-ring. The Toxic Knockout finally lets her eyes pan across the ringside area, before spitting a thick green mist skyward. Rotten cackles maniacally, and goes to her corner, to await the match's start.

Both women's champion and her challenger bump fist real quick before they start to circle. A rhythmic clap from the Covid crowd begins without either of them having to encourage it, and the fans get right behind it as they finally lock up. Dona tries for the headlock takedown, yet Tiger stands her ground and then breaks free with a quick barrage of elbow shots to the ribs. Super Tiger leaps up, getting a single-arm snapmare on Rotten. ST quickly takes a run-up and gets a dropkick to the back of Dona's head. Dona gets to a knee and starts to stand up, Super Tiger comes charging at her with what looks to be a spinning headscissors takedown, yet Dona puts a stop to that and converts into an impromptu tilt-a-whirl backbreaker, Tiger bouncing off her knee and writhing in agony on the mat for a second. Dona Rotten sees her opportunity and tries for a dragon sleeper on the mat, but the crowd loves it as she almost immediately falls onto her backside as ST manages a modified Pele kick out of that position! They get a little louder as Tiger seizes the left leg and tries to turn Dona over for the single-leg Boston crab, and there's a strong reaction as Dona manages to boot Tiger away with such velocity that she flips over onto her back! Rotten with the running leg drop and the cover. 1… 2… NO!!! Super Tiger kicks out.

K.T. ANDERSON: I despise clown women as much as the next guy, but Dona is beating Super Tigers ASS!!! How’d she even get this match?

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Super Tiger won this opportunity over a year ago after winning the Block D trophy.

K.T. ANDERSON: There’s gotta be an expiration date on these things, or a statute of limitations. That’s bullshit.

MR WRESTLING 3K: She was waiting for her moment, and now is the time. Hopefully, she can turn this around a bit.

The match continues as Dona drags Tiger to her feet easily. They trade some strikes, but Tiger still seems pretty rocked from the leg drop. Dona grabs Tiger by the arm and twists it into an arm wringer. Tiger yells out with pain as Dona wrenches the arm. Dona does the same as Tiger snarls and reverses with an arm wringer of her own. Dona quickly elbows Tiger in the gut and once again gets her in the arm winger. Tiger reverses one more time into an arm wringer, but after so many times of this back and forth, Tiger ends up quickly hitting the deck after Dona deals a couple of kicks to the knee followed by harsh elbow strikes to the back of her head. Dona delivers a stiff DDT for good measure, before going to the top rope and landing a perfect Toxicosis. She covers Super Tiger, but only for a 2 count. The crowd really picks up as Dona moves in to haul Tiger to her feet, looking for her Punk-Plex finisher, but ST spins out and traps Dona into an inside cradle! The referee begins to count, but he barely gets to 2 as Dona breaks free by rolling it over into a small package… 1… 2… Tiger manages to roll it back into her own small package… 1… 2… KICKOUT!!!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: What an exchange of moves here! It seemed like either one would tap or get pinned any minute.

K.T. ANDERSON:[ Super Tiger is out here STRUGGLING. No wonder she waiting a year to challenge for this title.

MR. WRESTLING 3K:Super Tiger is an accomplished athlete in numerous divisions and just had 2 different stalemates with our women’s champion. I wouldn’t call that struggling.

K.T. ANDERSON: I would...

Dona rapidly gets to her feet, and Tiger kips up to hers, both women breathing heavily and looking pissed and they exchange fighting poses. Back and forth the strikes come, and the champion seems to be winning this exchange, up until Tiger sees the chance to surge forward and Dona's head jacks back with the force of a jumping forearm strike! Dona stumbles backward, but ST hits a leg sweep, taking the champion down. Tiger goes to the corner and hypes up the fans, before delivering a brutal strong-style running knee strike. Tiger covers Dona, but The Champion kicks out at 2.99! ST has no energy, so she catches her breath, while Dona gets to her feet and regains her bearings as well. Dona touches her hand to her lip, noticing a spot of blood-forming as she looks down at her hand. Tiger smiles somewhat evilly as Dona gives her the Obama 'Not bad!' face and then like a flash, superkicks her knee, hits the ropes, turns ST inside out with a brutal sliding lariat and the cover! ST gets the shoulder up 2.999! Dona knows she has to act fast, hauling ST up to her feet, preparing to launch her with the Punk-Plex, yet ST surprises everyone by landing on her feet - SUPER TIGER WITH THE STARLIGHT EXPRESS! 1… 2… 3NO! Dona kicks out! Super Tiger sits up and she's furious. ST growls as she looks back at Dona who is slowly getting to her feet and she takes off toward the ropes. TIGER TAM-NO! Dona rolls through and gets back to her feet! CHAINSAW KICK! Dona hooks the leg for the 1… 2… 3!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN... THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH... VIA PINFALL… AND STILL NVR WOMEN’S CHAMPION… DONA ROTTEN!!!

Dona rises to her feet and receives the title from Jeff the Ref as he raises her arm high in the air. She looks down at her fallen foe and then goes motions for a microphone. Super Tiger is just no
w sitting up, as Dona takes the mic and begins to talk.

DONA ROTTEN: Super Tiger, don’t beat yourself up. You waited a year for your opportunity, and you did great. You deserved this opportunity, and you pushed me to my absolute limit.

Dona pauses, before staring at the hard camera now.

DONA ROTTEN: However, there was supposed to be one more person in this match…

The crowd pops because they know who Dona is talking about.

DONA ROTTEN: Izzy Van Doren. I know you’re sitting at home, watching this match. You and I both know you’re next in line after winning the Women’s Summit.

Dona with a dry smile.

DONA ROTTEN: You’re riding high off your return. You’re doing great, but this belt is EVERYTHING to me. My husband is gone from this industry, my friends have left this company. This title is all I have left and I will be DAMNED if you take it from me on some sort of Triple Crown Revenge tour.

“I don’t care if it’s next month, next month plus two weeks for tape delay, next year, or in some other company because NVR Folded, I will be here waiting for you and I will leave you the same way I did Super Tiger, ½ of the tag champions, 2 different giant Viking ladies, and my mentally ill protege. I don’t care if it’s by a kick or by spit, I just won’t quit and I WILL beat you…”

Dona looks one more time at the camera.

DONA ROTTEN: You have been warned!

Dona flips the microphone and walks off with her title held high in the air.

K.T. ANDERSON: By kick or by spit, I like that! You go, Dona!!!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: An extremely confident Dona Rotten after yet another successful title defense! If you’re Izzy Van Doren, you’ve gotta be a little impressed and intimidated by Dona here tonight.

[NVR Staff]

MARCH 31ST, 2021
STUDIO MERLOT
NAPA VALLEY, CA

[NVR Staff]

HEADLINE
SINGLES MATCH
RILEY SAVELL
w/JESSICA ANDERSON
& NATALIE DALTON
vs
BLUE BARRERA
w/ #RICHOEZ

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THIS OUR HEADLINE MATCH FOR THE NIGHT!!!

SAVELL’S GONNA KILL YOU!!!
LAMBII SQUAD!!!
SAVELL’S GONNA KILL YOU!!!
LAMBII SQUAD!!!
SAVELL’S GONNA KILL YOU!!!
LAMBII SQUAD!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: Introducing first...

♫

"I'm going the distance, fuck the finish line, they be hating on me they gotta give me mines, bullet a actor, she need some camera time, whoever said that they doing coke lines, they a trip, imma come through and make them dip...its the bullet. bahaaaa bahaaaa !!!

♫

The #RicHoez step out with their arms folded wearing lamb mask over their faces. As lamb sounds flood out the arena Blue Barrera slowly walks in between the two men smirking as usual.

"I'm the one the world needs, I'm the one that they should be, if I make the world bleed, it'll a be a purple sea, you can never knock my dream, I'm a queen and a king, whenever you see 3B, you know it's lambs on the scene. tell me who doesn't know my name? And I'll tell you they're lame, I'm the one to make the change, today's tomorrow will never be the same....it's the bullet. Bahaaaa bahaaaa."

Blue whispers something in the ear of The Dople Lamb on her left ear before tapping the other one on the chest. She nods her before jumping up and down getting a little loose before she begins her way to the ring. Her enforcers go down to the ring with her but go in different directions around the ring. Blue reaches out her hand and gets a little love even though the jeers are pouring down.

"Yeah yeah, it's 3B. I don't know why they are playing with my name. I mean honestly look at my worth ethic. Check the hustle. I out grind y'all by light-years. This easy for me. When y'all gonna realize that I'm truly a different breed? You don't even know how to explain it to yourself. You can't because Bullet Barrera is the voice of today's tomorrow. Wrap your head around that and get ready for a show. On lamb."

Bullet slides under the apron stay there and act like she's doing something on a phone. Laughing to herself Blue gets to her feet before walking around the ring talking to herself before she begins getting loose again. She sets up in her corner and continues to get loose awaiting the bell.

VALENTINA LOVELACE: And her opponent ...

The bright white lights from above slowly begin to dim throughout the building. The sounds of “Control” by Halsey begin playing over the speakers as other light sources begin to pulsate in rhythm with the opening tones. A bright white light shines from the entranceway as it begins to fill with smoke until a silhouette of a woman is seen standing on the other side.

“They send me away to find them a fortune

A chest filled with diamonds and gold”

Slowly walking out from the back, Riley Savell steps out into the open as a spotlight shines down onto her. She is accompanied by her tag team partner, Jessica Anderson, and her manager, Natalie Dalton. Stopping at the top of the ramp, she looks over the arena, slowly turning her head from left to right, taking in the scenery of the atmosphere for tonight’s event.

“I'm bigger than my body

I'm colder than this home

I'm meaner than my demons

I'm bigger than these bones”

Walking at the pace of the music, she slowly heads down the ramp, her eyes locked on the ring ahead and ignoring the fans on both sides of her.

VALENTINA LOVELACE: “Coming down to the ring at this time from New York, New York, weighing in at one hundred sixty pounds and standing five feet, eleven inches tall! She is ‘The Villain’... RILEY SAVELL!!!”

Once down to ringside, she slides underneath the bottom rope and into the ring. Slowly, she pushes herself up to one knee, taking a brief moment to survey the ring before rising to her feet.

“And all the kids cried out, "Please stop, you're scaring me"

I can't help this awful energy

God damn right, you should be scared of me

Who is in control?”

She slowly walks around the ring aside from the ropes, a single hand dragging across the top rope. Approaching the corner, she stands in front of it for just a short moment before grabbing onto each top rope on the sides of the corner. Pulling herself up, she stands on the middle rope, overlooking the crowd as her music slowly begins to fade out.

“I'm well acquainted with villains that live in my head

They beg me to write them so they'll never die when I'm dead

And I've grown familiar with villains that live in my head

They beg me to write them so I'll never die when I'm dead”

The match starts with the two women circling the ring. Bullet lunges forward with a flurry of strikes, but Riley evades enough of them to not get hurt. Bullet keeps pressing the attack on Savell, forcing her into the ropes. Bullet marches around the ring, screaming that Riley was scared, but after a quick in-rope consultation with Natalie and Jessica, Savell goes back into the match. Bullet goes for more strikes again, but Riley shoots behind and hits a superkick to the back of the leg. Riley goes for a rear choke, but Blue hits a snapmare into a dragon choke. Riley gets her legs in the air, before swinging them so hard that she is able to roll around to her knees. Riley muscles to her feet and drives Barrera into the corner, but Blue locks in a Guillotine. Riley keeps her base and slams Blue back first into the turnbuckles, but she starts to fade. Luckily, corner positioning and hands on the ropes save Savell from passing out. Again Barrera takes a walk around the ring while Steph the Ref makes sure Riley can continue. Savell gets back to her feet, and Barrera comes rushing in with a big knee strike, but Riley side steps, let’s Bullet collide into the ropes before planting her with a Mockingjay suplex. Riley Savell mounts Blue Barrera for a series of mounted strikes. However, Bullet pulls out an armbar from guard into a flower sweep to switch positions. Lambii Blue presses Savell’s shoulders to the mat for the 1… 2… Kickout by Riley Savell!!!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Blue Barrera using her striking and technical prowess to just dominate Riley Savell in this match so far.

K.T. ANDERSON: COME ON RILEY!!! BEAT THIS MMA WINDBAG ALREADY!!!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: K.T., being an expert on all things Riley Savell, what does she need to do to change the momentum in this match.

K.T. ANDERSON: ANYTHING OTHER THAN WHAT SHE’S DOING RIGHT NOW!!!

Barrera keeps Riley on her back for a while, but Riley reaches into her bag of dirty tactics and shoves a thumb in the eye of Blue. Barrera gets to her feet as she holds her face and Savell kips up, before striking Blue from behind. Savell lets The 9th World prospect have it with a series of forearms to the back of the head, but Blue is quick to spin around. The two women trade heavy shots and Blue starts to out box Savell. This is when Riley drops for a takedown, but Barrera stuffs it. Blue hits a gutwrench suplex, before rolling through with the north-south waistlock and hitting a gutwrench powerbomb for a 2 count. Riley struggles to get to her feet after the combo of slams as Barrera lines up for her Pew Pew spear. Riley redirects the charging through the ropes and onto the apron. Blue gets to her feet, but Riley hits a superkick that sends her to ringside. Riley runs for a suicide dive, yet as she gets to the ropes, Jamie-Lynn and Lyndsy-James jump onto the apron to prevent her from doing such. Riley yells at The Dople Twins when suddenly Jessica Anderson and Natalie Dalton pull The #RicHoez off the apron and start fighting them. Riley leaps off the apron with a Thesz-Press onto Barrera. All six of the women are brawling, when Steph the Ref comes down to break everything up. In the confusion and chaos. Barrera is handed brass knuckles and clocks Savell in the face. She rolls Riley into the ring, but Natalie pulls a bottle of perfume out of her bag and sprays Blue in the eyes with it while the referee is still distracted. Steph has no choice but to send the corner-women to the back as Blue blindly finds her way back into the ring.

K.T. ANDERSON: WHAT ARE YOU DOING STEPHANIE??? THESE WOMEN HAVE DONE NOTHING WRONG!!!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Great call by the referee, sending the respective teams away from ringside, but it looks like the damage has already been done.

K.T. ANDERSON: Just gotta pray that Riley isn’t completely dead after that knuckleduster…

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Or that Blue Barrera isn’t blinded by the spray to the eyes.

Both women start to recover from the foreign objects used in the match. Barrera seems to get her sight back right before Riley can really become conscious again. She lifts Riley to her feet, just to drill her with a snap DDT. Riley does a headstand from the impact before Barrera covers her for a pin 1… 2… 3NO!!! Riley kicks out just in time. Blue smacks the ring mat in frustration, before getting to her feet. She lines herself up and tries to deliver her Fully Loaded reverse rolling thunder, but Riley gets her knees up just in time. Despite this counter, Blue twists her body around goes to side control. She drills a few hammer fists on Riley, so Savell pulls guard. This leads to Barrera going into a full mount and again she’s just striking Savell with all she has. Riley can’t keep her arms up for much longer, so she lands a well-placed hip bump. This breaks Blue’s attack pattern just enough for Riley to masterfully transition out of the guard and into her OTMT submission. Riley has Blue trapped in the omoplata right in the center of the ring. Blue tries to throw her free arm underneath Savell’s legs, but Barrera accidentally overextends as Riley wrenches on the armbar, and gets caught in a modified triangle because of it. Barrera fights until the end, but eventually, she succumbs to the OTMT and has to tap!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN... THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH... VIA SUBMISSION… RILEY SAVELL!!!

Savell holds the submission for just a second longer after the bell rings, to milk the moment she’s been wanting for months now. Jessica and Natalie come back down from the backstage area and come to congratulate their girl for beating the woman who has harassed them for months. All three women celebrate as Blue sits with a look of disappointment on her face. Riley walks up to her and reaches out a hand to lift Blue. Once Bullet is on her feet, Savell reaches out her hand again, this time for a handshake, but when Lambii Blue reaches out to reciprocate, Riley flips her off, putting her middle finger right in Bullet’s face. Bullet makes a stank face and flips her off back, before leaving the ring.

K.T. ANDERSON: RILEY SAVELL IS OUR HERO!!!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Riley Savell with a relatively impressive win here, but credit to Blue Barrera and the 9th World gym for putting up such a great fight. Despite being very braggadocious, she’s a very talented young woman.

[NVR Staff]

The scene cuts in on a determined Julianna DiMaria as she stands by in the locker room. She’s not showing any signs of taking this opportunity for granted as she begins to really think about the match that is in front of her. She looks mainly stoic, yet confident, as she reflects on what is essentially her whole history with Karen Willow up to this point. Poised to speak, she begins to express her thoughts.

JULIANNA DIMARIA: "When I first got to NVR, you didn’t imagine I’d come this far, did you? I came in with the clown make-up and the stupid “Mistress of Demise” crap and while most of you weren’t saying it, you weren’t taking me seriously. And you know what? I wouldn’t blame you if you didn’t take me seriously because I wasn’t even taking myself seriously up to that point. Subconsciously, I had given up on my own career and didn’t figure that I was going to amount to anything because Portland Pro Wrestling practically broke me. But then last year happened… and I had one of the greatest, if not the greatest, NVR Women’s Championship reigns ever. I suddenly broke out and showed that I was so much more than what met the surface turning back challenge after challenge that came my way until finally, I was dethroned. Yeah, you idiots at the commentary table were trying to push the narrative of ‘post-championship slump’ but then I rose up and I defeated Hammerstein to get to this point and I already know that just about everyone is writing me off… you’re all acting like I haven’t even beaten Karen Willow before."

Julianna pauses, showing her general dissatisfaction with the narrative of the match coming up as it pertains to her.

JULIANNA DIMARIA: "And yet… what most of you conveniently and completely forget is the fact that my rise up the ladder here in NVR STARTED with Karen Willow! Remember when I cashed in on her, blindly, I should say, and win the Women’s Championship from her? Yeah, in hindsight, that was pretty low of me to do, but I was in a completely different mindset at the time. I was desperate to be relevant in any way, I will be the first to admit that. Thankfully, I’ve grown up a hell of a lot since then. My history with Karen Willow is well documented and I know that she’s one tough bitch. I may have gotten her number when it came to the Women’s Championship, but when it comes to THIS? The World Championship? It’s been the opposite. As a competitor, that angers me. Do you think I haven’t forgotten about the Eddy Poe tournament, Karen? When you beat me in the semifinals? That’s the main motivating drive here. I’m not thinking about the Women’s title matches because I know you have not only grown past that, but you’ve since gotten your revenge for that against me."

"Now it’s my turn!"

"I don’t hate you, Karen. I respect you a hell of a lot more than most of the people on the roster but damn it, I didn’t come here to be second best to someone else. I didn’t come here to be the black sheep that everyone forgets about. Do you know how much it angers me that people just immediately write me off? I would hope, Karen, that you’d be smart enough to NOT be one of those people considering the history that we have with each other. Compared to me, you’ve had a relatively easy climb to the top. Nothing seems to faze you. Nothing seems to rattle you. But me? I’ve had to claw and grind my way straight from rock bottom all the way to now. I’ve done nothing but bust my ass for this even though most people in NVR do not seem to recognize this whatsoever! Ever since I lost the Women’s Championship, everyone here has dismissed me and overreacted to just one stumble here and one stumble there. Well, that’s going to end tonight, Karen. When I defeat you, I will finally quiet those people that constantly disrespect me and act like I don’t belong here."

"I hate that it had to be you, but at the same time, I love that it has to be you… because becoming NVR World Champion at your expense would only be fitting…"

Julianna narrows her eyes in determination and walks out of the scene, letting it be known that she’s done being disrespected in NVR as the scene cuts out.

[NVR Staff]

MAIN EVENT

NVR WRESTLING
WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP
SINGLES MATCH
KAREN WILLOW (C)
vs
JULIANNA DIMARIA

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THIS OUR MAIN EVENT FOR THE EVENING, AND IT IS FOR THE NVR WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!!!

LET’S GO KAREN!!!
DI-MA-RIA!!!
LET’S GO KAREN!!!
DI-MA-RIA!!!
LET’S GO KAREN!!!
DI-MA-RIA!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: Introducing the challenger...

“Deal with the Devil” hits the speakers as Julianna DiMaria appears on the stage, greeted by some boos from the fans in attendance. She ignores them and heads down to the ring with a confident, focused look on her face. Once she heads inside the ring, she cracks her knuckles, indicating she's ready to fight, and afterward does the "talk to the hand" gesture toward all the fans that are booing her, displaying another touch of arrogance to get the fans against her even more. She heads to her corner and scoffs at the reaction she's getting as the song fades and she waits for what's coming next.

VALENTINA LOVELACE: And the champion ...

It may not mean nothing to y'all
But understand nothing was done for me
So I don't plan on stopping at all
I want this shit forever man

I’m shutting shut down at the mall
And telling my boy he’s the one for me
And I ain’t even planning to fall
I want this shit forever man

“Forever” begins to play as the crowd looks on in confusion, only to break out into cheers as Karen Willow walks out, NVR World Title around her waist as she pauses on top of the ramp. Looking out into the crowd, Karen smiles before making her way down, hands resting atop the title. Karen makes her way around the ring, slapping hands with several outstretched hands before sliding into the ring, keeping the momentum going by rolling up to her knees. Popping to her feet, Karen runs to the nearest turnbuckle and leaps onto the second rope, screaming out into the sea of fans. Karen unhooks the title before raising it proudly into the air, drawing another chorus of cheers from the fans as the music slowly fades out.

The match starts with the champion and challenger circling the ring. They go into a lock-up, and Julianna goes for a side headlock. Julianna punches Karen in the face, and Willow staggers backward out of the headlock because of it. Running at Willow, Julianna lunges for a double leg takedown, but Karen hits a stiff kick as Julianna drops her shoulders. DiMaria still lands the takedown, but Karen’s kick gives her the ability to take control on the mat. A few elbows and The World’s Champion is back to her feet. Quick snap DDT keeps the challenger on the mat though, as Karen goes to the corner and hits a middle rope diving leg drop on the back of Julianna’s head. Karen hypes the crowd up a bit, hitting stiff kicks to the chest of Julianna. DiMaria times her strike perfectly, catching a kick and stepping up into the firewoman’s carry. Military press into a single knee gutbuster, and now Julianna has switched the momentum in this match. A sliding elbow to the back of the head of Willow keeps DiMaria in control. Julianna goes into the Camel Clutch in the center of the ring. Karen is able to break her arms free of the hold and tries to pry Julianna’s fingers apart, but Julianna just shoves her face-first into the mat instead. Julianna hits the ropes, looking for a shining wizard, but Karen pops up with a spear and takes Julianna down. Both women get to their feet, and they trade shots. Julianna gets a good combo in and goes for a spinning forearm, but Karen hits a KarenCantRana. As Julianna gets to a knee, Karen hits the ropes screaming “FUCK IT”, but right before she can land the raw as fuck cross body, Julianna pops up at just the right time and hits a European uppercut. DiMaria quickly lifts Karen into the air, and drills her with a small package driver into the pin for the 1… 2… KICKOUT!!!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Julianna DiMaria trying to walkout as World Champion here tonight!!!

K.T. ANDERSON: It’s about time she had some sort of fire in her. Still would have preferred Hammerstein in this spot… I MISS HIM SO MUCH!!!

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Julianna did beat Jacob Hammerstein to win this opportunity, but will it be enough momentum to overthrow Karen Willow here tonight???

K.T. ANDERSON: I hope so, but… let’s be honest here… probably not.

The two top wrestlers in NVR get back to their feet and trade some more strikes, and Julianna hammer throws Karen into the corner. Julianna with a handspring elbow, but Karen spins out through the ropes and snaps Julianna’s head back over the top rope. Karen goes to the top turnbuckle and hits a cartwheel DDT off the top rope, spiking Julianna so hard she does a flip. Karen ties Julianna up with a Wolf Hurricane lock next to the ropes, before hitting a basement dropkick that rolls Julianna under the bottom rope and onto the floor. Karen waits for DiMaria to get to her feet and hits a Suicidal Tendencies DDT on her opponent. The crowd pops big for this, as Willow gets to her feet. She lifts Julianna to her feet and whips her to the ring, but Julianna catches herself on the apron. Willow steps towards her, but Julianna hits a back kick to the gut. They brawl for a second, but Julianna is able to hit a big back suplex onto the apron. She rolls Karen into the ring and climbs the apron. She places her legs onto the ropes, looking for a Scourge forearm, but Karen gets to her feet and instantly screams “FUCK IT” again, throwing herself into the ring ropes and sending Julianna flying off the top rope onto the barricade on the outside. Jeff the Ref begins the ring-out count, and it almost seems as if this match will end in a count-out, but Julianna comes into the ring at 9.999!!! Karen runs a big circle around the ring and drills Julianna with a “Pu’Ar Says Hi” kick to the chest of DiMaria. Karen lifts Julianna to her feet, and drills her with a Bloody Sauce suplex into a bridging pin attempt for the 1… 2… KICKOUT BY JULIANNA!!!

K.T. ANDERSON: You know The REAL World Champion, Tapp Wrestling, is somewhere watching these two women beating the shit out of each other, and just licking his lips with the potential to cash in.

MR. WRESTLING 3K: These two women are certainly bringing out their more brutal sides in this match. It reflects how deep this rivalry is with how far these two are willing to go.

K.T. ANDERSON: Won’t matter for long if you ask Tapp…

MR. WRESTLING 3K: However, Tapp isn’t here, Karen and Julianna are, and they are giving it their all here in our main event!!!

Karen keeps Julianna at bay with a few extra suplex and strikes, but she goes to the top rope and goes to the top rope for Vivi’s Blessing. However, Julianna “scouts” the splash, and rolls out of range for Karen. Willow drops off the top rope and runs for another running penalty kick, but Julianna scouts that too. Rolling backward and grabbing the leg, Julianna locks in a single-leg crab, but Karen is quick to get to the ropes and break the hold. Karen stumbles across the ropes for some space, but Julianna catches her with that handspring elbow that she missed earlier in the match. DiMaria with a forward Russian leg sweep that sends Karen face-first into the turnbuckles, before following up with a swinging neck breaker for the pin, but Karen kicks out at 2.99!!! Julianna stalks the champ, before trying for an Enziguri, but Karen catches the leg in the air and reverses it into a spinning dragon whip! Karen goes for a body scissors and rolls Julianna around the ring a few times, before going for the body scissors pin for the 1… 2… Julianna kicks out. Karen waits for Julianna to get to her feet before running up for a WOLF FANG FI- NO!!! Julianna counters into the DIMARIA CO-NO!!! Karen hits a modified stunner!!! Julianna stumbles to the corner Karen gingerly limps over to the challenger and they exchange strikes. Julianna takes a step up to the middle rope and tries to lock into the full nelson for the DiMaria Code, but Karen is able to jump up to the middle rope too to prevent the move. They step up to the top rope now. Julianna has a half nelson still cinched in, but Karen keeps wildly striking the challenger. All of the sweat and struggling leads to both women slipping awkwardly off the top rope and hitting the mat hard. Karen lands just right so that she is covering Julianna for the 1… 2… 3!!!

VALENTINA LOVELACE: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN... THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH... VIA PINFALL… AND STILL NVR WORLD CHAMPION… KAREN WILLOW!!!

Neither competitor realizes what has transpired here, but the music still plays and Jeff the Ref retrieves the World Championship to return to Karen. Julianna rolls to the ropes as the loss sinks in, but Karen gets back to her feet and stomps towards DiMaria as if the match is still on. Karen rears her leg back like she’s going for a big kick, but Jeff the Ref cuts her off and informs her that she already won. Karen comes to her senses and realizes the fans cheering and the music playing, and she raises her hand. Julianna gets to her feet, and Karen tells Julianna that she shouldn’t be disappointed because not even she realized what had happened. However, DiMaria just shrugs and leaves the ring, very obviously upset with the finish.

As Julianna leaves the ring, Tapp Addams runs down to the ring with the briefcase in hand. He goes to slide under the bottom rope, but Julianna catches his ankle and drags him out of the ring before he can do anything. Julianna and Tapp get into each other’s faces and begin to yell at each other. Tapp calls himself the REAL World Champion, but Julianna calls him REAL overrated and annoying as fuck. Tapp raises his briefcase and calls her jealous, but Julianna grabs the briefcase from his hands and whips it into the crowd.

The briefcase lands right next to the young Bradley Finebaum’s Bar Mitzvah because you all remember how NVR had to cut a deal for the show to get taped on the 28th due to Bradley Finebaum’s parent’s booking Studio Merlot the same day for their son’s coming of age party. Anyways the briefcase lands all the way over there, and Tapp is too worried some dirty tween is going to touch the briefcase to hit Julianna or give her any form of payback. Tapp Wrestling runs for his baby, as Julianna turns to Karen and tells her if anyone is going to beat Willow for the title, it’ll be her. Karen screams out “anytime anyplace”, before raising the title high in the air. Karen’s music plays again and Julianna walks backward up the ramp, staring down the World Champion.

MR. WRESTLING 3K: Dusty finish here tonight in our main event, but Karen stands tall as the World Champion yet again with some veteran-level positioning! I’m sure Julianna DiMaria is a bit bummed and disappointed, but I’m sure making a clown out of Tapp Addams was a great consolation.

K.T. ANDERSON: HIS NAME IS TAPP WRESTLING AND HE IS THE REAL WORLD CHAMPION!!! And Julianna needs to keep her nose out of it. She lost. Take the L and go to the back of the line like everyone else. Karen’s time is running out, and time is on Tapp’s side, not Julianna’s!!!

[NVR Staff]