Post by Dani on Oct 30, 2020 7:14:44 GMT -5
Warning: This program contains violent content which may be too intense to some viewers. Viewer discretion is advised.
"You Want a Battle? (Here's a War)" by Bullet for My Valentine plays and the camera sees talent and personnel occupying the stands as the renovated Lethal Compound is at forty percent capacity. We pan to the announce table where Desiree Miles and Rachel Robinson are seated.
DM: Good evening ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to the 187th edition of Friday Night Frenzy, live from The Lethal Compound! I am Desiree Miles alongside Rachel Robinson, and we have a packed card here tonight!
RR: That's right! Both World and Television Championships are at stake! The 2 Broke Chicks will take on The Williams Dynasty, Alice Manson and Bathory will take on GLITTER, and Trixie Decker goes one on one against the destructive Dokueki!
DM: We also should not forget Seleana Zdunich taking on "The Siren" Kate Steele, and Tara Cabral goes up against Sora Minakaze!
RR: This shit is going to be crazy! I'm looking forward to it ALL! Are we starting this off with a match this week or a promo?
DM: I believe a match! Let's take it to Michelle Silva for the introductions!
RR: Actually hold that thought....
Smoke fills the arena as the lights fade to black. On the tron, flashes of plague doctors in black and gold masks through the smoke as Lexa Pellegrini appears in a black robe, holding a lit candle in her hands.
“Hell is empty… and the Shieldmaidens are here”
The sound of motorcycles reverberates throughout the arena as Skillet’s ‘Feel Invincible’ plays. Wendy “Zombie” Pellegrini and Katrina “Hairicin” Knox walk out first with their WWA Tag Team Championships over their shoulders, followed by Eavan “Krigare” Maloney who is introducing her new look. As the three step in the ring, Eavan is handed a microphone as she paces the ring. The two champions stand on guard inside the ring.
Eavan Maloney: I know what I am about to say is going to be forgotten by the time the first match ends, but if you can all play stupid for a few minutes and humor me, I’ll get this out and let you all enjoy the rest of your evening. Effective immediately, I am no longer a singles competitor. That means no more singles titles for me. No more having to make the Bella Robinsons and Morgan Simmonses of the world look relevant. No more having to shut down the inbred Hilton clan. And best of all, no more Toxic. Congratulations, you win. I WILL however assist my sisters here in The Purge when necessary, which takes us to War Games. Much as I’m sure everyone wants me to be the one on that team, and believe me, I have every reason to be, I won’t be. As a gesture of good will to Dani and this company, though, Zombie will be added in my place.
Speaking of sisters, effective immediate, I now control the contracts of the former Trios champions, Wildside. Pretty Committee, Mariella, go fuck yourselves. They were never given the proper opportunities to shine with you. That will change. And speaking of people being overlooked, I reached out to this person a few weeks ago and again, her luck is going to change REAL soon. Effective immediately, I now control the contract of Raven Crowe.
Eavan looks around the arena and sighs.
Eavan Maloney: I’ve done everything I’m going to do in this company. I elevated a title that Kelli Saint made us all forget existed. Honestly, who’s the new TV champ now? Exactly. So, I’m going to direct my princess of the dark to take that title and bring it BACK to the heights it should have had. Much as we’re holding the tag titles right now, and we don’t plan to let go of them any time soon, we are ALSO going to take the Trios Titles.
And Toxic? Mariella? Pretty Committee? Mariah? Whoever? You can TRY to stop us, or you can accept your fate.
Tonight. WE. TAKE. OVER.
Eavan drops the microphone and nods to Zombie and Hairicin and the three leave up the ramp.
We pan to Michelle for the intros of our first match.
Michelle Silva: The following is your OPENING CONTEST for tonight's edition of Friday Night Frenzy, and it is scheduled for ONE FALL!
A pause occurs.
Michelle Silva: Introducing first, already in the ring, from Saitama, Japan, weighing in at 135 pounds... SORA MINAKAZE!
There's literally crickets chirping for Minakaze.
Michelle Silva: And her opponent!
As "Spiteful" by CFO$ begins, stroke lights around the entrance start to flash as Tara Cabral walks out, looking out to the roaring crowd before leaning forward and blowing a kiss into the camera.
Michelle Silva: Making her way to the ring, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 160 pounds... TARA CABRAL!
As she walks to the ring, the determination on her face never leaves before sliding through the middle and bottom rope, climbing the opposite corner, arms outstretched, pumped up for this match to begin. She leaps off and paces around the ring, waiting for the bell to ring.
"Spiteful" by CFO$ plays and Tara Cabral gets her hand raised by Lauren Adams to cheers from the crowd.
DM: Tara Cabral with the win, and I think that cements her place on challenging for the Joshi Championship in four weeks!
RR: I thought it was a given to begin with! She's been on a huge roll as of late, three consecutive wins if I'm not mistaken!
DM: That's right! She's on a winning streak, and is looking for more!
Tara's celebration is cut short as the lights go pitch black then "Under and Over a Psychosocial" by Five Finger Death Punch and Slipknot plays on the sound system. The Reaper along with Calista and Zella, emerge from the back with cold, dark expressions on their faces. They slowly walk down the aisle, then get into the ring. Feeling as if she had no other options, Tara went right after Calista and Zella with anything she had. But Reaper came in and nearly turned her inside out with a lariat.
DM: Good GOD! Abby just folded her up like an Accordian!
RR: I don't like where this is going!
The three members of The Prophecy are savagely attacking Tara with Reaper directing traffic. Tara tried to fight them all off on her own but the numbers game caught up to her and she fell victim to their attacks. Tara was out of it and Reaper instructed Calista and Zella to hold her up as Reaper has a metal spike in her hand as she inches closer to a very defiant yet helpless Tara Cabral.
DM: I don't like this one bit! Somebody get out here and stop this!
Reaper raises the spike up... and drives it into the forehead of Tara, busting her open in the process. Reaper continues to jab Tara in the forehead with the spike. Just as she was about to deliver the fatal blow, Crystal Alvarez and Mariah Lopez ran out from the back to make the save. However, just as they were in the ring, the lights turned out, then as they went back on, The Prophecy were gone, enraging both Lopez and Alvarez who are checking on the condition of Tara Cabral.
DM: Abby Parker is playing mind games, or whatever the fuck she is doing!
RR: She's weird, Des! Thankfully Crystal and Mariah came out here before things could get worse! I don't think anybody had a clue as to how far Abby would have gone here tonight!
DM: As we're going to get this cleaned up, I'm getting word something's going down backstage! Can we get a camera back there?
The camera jumps backstage where the camera captures backstage attendants going on about their duties. A few recognizable members of the roster are seen as well but the focus seems to be on one attendant who’s in a panic. He moves hastily down the corridor, trying not to bump into people. A couple of heels on the roster even threaten to clock him one if he doesn’t watch it.
Attendant: Two broke chicks! I’m looking for two broke chicks! Has anybody seen two broke chicks?!
The poor guy gets a bunch of weird looks. He grabs a referee passing by, holding her by the shoulders.
Attendant: Excuse me!
Referee: Whoa! Watch it, buddy!
The man pulls his hands back, raising them in apology.
Attendant: Sorry! My bad. Have you seen two broke chicks?
The referee just looks at him, raising her eyebrow.
Referee: Uhh...dude? I think you’re in the wrong place to be asking that. Not to mention, you sound a little desperate if ya know what I mean.
Attendant: What? Wait… No!!! Not “two broke chicks”. “2 Broke Chicks”!
Referee: I’m...not following…?
Attendant: They have a match in like thirty minutes!
The referee’s eyes widened in realization.
Referee: Oh. OH!! You mean the new tag team! What, you can’t find them?
Attendant: No! I’m supposed to tell them they’re up in half an hour. Make sure they’re ready, yeah?
Referee: Yeah, I got ya. Hang on. Hey!
The referee calls out to everyone in the vicinity:
Referee: The new girls! Harper and Sanada! Anyone seen them around?
Attendant #2: I don’t think they’ve checked into the building yet!
Referee & Attendant #1: WHAT?!
We SLAM to an all black screen where a spray paint graphics sprays on the title card:
We cut back to the camera and it’s now in front of a gas station were the girls themselves are standing back against the wall away from the front doors. Chiaki Sanada leans back against the wall in baggy black pants, her platform boots and a baggy purple flannel over a black tank top. She’s also got a black bandana knotted around her head in the front. Her hands are stuffed into the pockets of her pants. Beside her is her friend, her tag partner, her colleague, her homegirl, Jane Harper, wearing a pair of cargo shorts, a black baseball cap with her cornrows dangling down her back with a tank top and a trench coat on over top of it. She’s just leaning against the wall, cigarette in her mouth as she looks at her friend and smiles. Chiaki drags on a cigarette and blows the smoke upward into the air.
Chiaki Sanada: Koredesu! Is time, Jane-chan! Dubayu dubayu ayy! We gon’ kick ass, make some fahkeen monies! 2 Broke Chicks up in dis bish, muhfuckah! IKOU!! LESSU GO!!!
Excited and fired up, Chiaki pumps her arm at her side before turning and just boots the trash can with a loud bang. Somewhere off camera, we hear….
Store Clerk: Hey!!! Don’t kick my goddamn trash can!
Chiaki Sanada: OI!!! Damare!! Fuck!! You!!
Not only does she throw the middle finger, she also thrusts her arm up and down to stress her point before leaning back against the wall and looks to Jane, “psshing” as she motions in the gas station clerk’s direction. Jane looks at Chiaki, taking a second cigarette and lighting it up before taking a drag and blowing out the smoke and shrugs her shoulders, giving Chiaki a look of “I don’t know what his problem is.” Chiaki just snorts in frustration and throws up one more middle finger at the unseen gas station guy for good measure. There’s a moment of silence - it’s almost peaceful, mind you - as Chiaki digs out her phone and taps through some things. With her smoke in her mouth, she shrugs up her other hand and snatches her cigarette out from her lips.
Chiaki Sanada: Oi! Dis fahkeen cowshit! Jenny and Kimmy Williams quiet as shit! Our match got no hype! We tweet tweet! Williams Dynasty act like two ten ply soft bishes. Put together, make them twenty ply!
Chiaki’s thumbs start to fly rapidly over her screen as she slowly reads out her tweet as she writes it.
Chiaki Sanada: Fahkeen...Williams...Dynasty. Couple...baby soft...ass...bishes. 2 Broke Chicks...in da...house. Pull...da fuck...up. At...dubayu...dubayu...ayy...ressu. Hashtag...Eff...En...Eff...one...eight...seven.
Chiaki nods, seemingly satisfied with her message but she raises her phone up to Jane first so she can see.
Chiaki Sanada: How dat? Jane-chan like?
Jane looks at her friend’s phone before pulling her phone out of her pocket and starts to type on it, comically loud before she turns it around to show Chiaki a thumbs up emoji and nods her head. Chiaki nods in approval first then taps her screen one more time, presumably sending the tweet. She looks back up at Jane then with a curious look on her pale, pierced face.
Chiaki Sanada: Nandayo? Jane-chan okay? Neko got you tongue?
Chiaki reaches up and, almost adorably, pokes Jane-chan in the cheek as if checking to see if she’s broken. Jane does her best to try and keep a straight face, but she’s unable to as she just laughs and shakes her head, letting her friend know she was okay. She then grabs Chiaki by the head and pulls her in and whispers something in her ear. Whatever she tells her gets Chiaki giggling, hand over her mouth as she bounces excitedly on her feet; her boots thumping against the sidewalk.
Chiaki Sanada: Ahso! Sugoi!
Chiaki goes through her phone again, seemingly searching for something again before she finds it. Something she sees gets her attention and she shows Jane her phone.
Chiaki Sanada: Ne! Jane-chan. Jenny Williams have many chanpionshippu. Top name for us to beat. Kimmy Williams….
She goes quiet again and appears to be searching again but shrugs her hand up, dragging on her cigarette some more.
Chiaki Sanada: Chi Chi find nothing. She act like discount Supa Sentai knockoff!
Chiaki finally drops her phone back in her pocket and looks at the camera.
Chiaki Sanada: We not impressed! Fuck you bish!
Jane looks at Chiaki and holds up her hand before running off camera for a moment. The sound of stuff being rummaged through and tossed can be heard as an empty liquor bottle comes flying through the shot and landing against the wall next to Chiaki before Jane comes running back into frame, her hands still empty.
Jane Harper: I tried to find anything relevant from them lately, but couldn’t find anything in the van.
Chiaki’s eyes go as wide as saucers as she looks between Jane and the camera.
Chiaki Sanada: OHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! Roast you asses, bish! Hold up. Chi Chi find!
Chiaki turns and throws the top of the trash can off before she starts digging through the trash itself. She makes an even bigger mess. Fountain drink cups. Cardboard hot dog trays. Chip bags. All just being thrown all over the place. Chiaki turns back to Jane and shrugs in defeat.
Chiaki Sanada: Chi Chi give up. Wait.
Something suddenly dawns on her and she pulls out her phone again. She takes one look at the screen and her eyes bug out again.
Chiaki Sanada: Nantekotta! Kuso yarō! We gonna be fahkeen late!!!
She flashes the clock on her screen to Jane before literally dashing off screen, towards their van. Jane takes off running after Chiaki in a panic as the door is heard opening and slamming shut. The van sputters to life after a few moments before black smoke fills the screen and tires squeal and the convenience store clerk comes out and sees the trash all over the sidewalk and he just has a defeated look on his face.
Store Clerk: Those damn girls!
He begins to pick up the trash as the scene fades out.
We come back from commercial break and right by the trainer's office stands Crystal Alvarez and Mariah Lopez, waiting patiently for something. With one person seemingly (but not confirmed) already in there, that's the limit as to how many wrestlers can be in that particular room.
Crystal Alvarez: I promise you, when I get my hands on Abby, I'm going to choke the fucking life out of that pale fake bitch.
Mariah Lopez: I'm right with you on that one. I'm sure Tara's just getting patched up.
The two of them calmly stand there, albeit rather impatiently at times. They stand there until both of them notice a familiar face walking down the hall which prompted Mariah to turn to Crystal.
Mariah Lopez: Before we go ahead and do this, allow me to do the talking.
Crystal Alvarez: Oh come on...
Mariah Lopez: I'm serious. You two don't exactly like each other, and to be honest, you do rub some people the wrong way with your demeanor and how you come off.
Crystal Alvarez: Its not my fault if people take offense to how I tell it. I say it is an indictment on them.
Mariah Lopez: Right....
The two of them stop Jung Moon as she's walking, with the Television Champion being "in the zone" as she's getting ready for the second defense of her TV Championship. She looks at both Mariah and Crystal with a sideway expression on her face.
Jung Moon: Can I help you two?
Crystal Alvarez: Well...
Mariah Lopez: [interrupts Crystal] We just want a little bit of your time, if that's okay with you.
Jung Moon: This better be good.
Mariah Lopez: We can make this worth your while. To get to the point, you were a victim of Toxic's bullshit antics two weeks ago, and we had your back after your match. We thank you for the assistance during Crystal and Reyna's match. With you now on their radar, we were wondering whether you wanted on our team against Toxic at War Games... or not?
Crystal Alvarez: The choice is yours, Jung.
Jung looks at both of them and ponders before turning directly to Crystal.
Jung Moon: I don't like you AT ALL, and I sure as hell DO NOT trust you...
Jung now turns to Mariah.
Jung Moon: You and I have had plenty of battles when it comes to the Tag Team Titles, as well as the Trios Titles. With all of that being said, Toxic is the plague of this company and Morgan holds a championship I am highly interested in holding when that time comes. So for the sake of this company... you can count me in. I will warn you right now, if Crystal so much as crosses me, I will hand her her ass on a silver platter.
Jung glares at Crystal for a moment.
Jung Moon: Now if you will excuse me, I have a title defense in just a few moments.
Jung moves past Mariah and Crystal who have a look of satisfaction on their faces.
Mariah Lopez: See? I told you to leave it to me, and it worked. We now have the Television Champion on our team.
Crystal Alvarez: Good job, Mariah. I still dislike Jung by the way.
Mariah Lopez: I know, that's why I insisted I would do the talking.
The two of them continue to talk and wait by the trainer's office as we head back to ringside for the introductions of our next match.
Michelle Silva: This next contest is scheduled for ONE FALL, and it is for the WWA TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP!
A pause occurs.
Michelle Silva: Introducing first!
"All Things Must Die" by Jeff Williams feat. Casey Lee Williams plays and the lights go from black to white as Raven Crowe walks out from the back.
Michelle Silva: Making her way to the ring, the challenger, from Salem, Massachusetts, weighing in at 114 pounds... RAVEN CROWE!
Raven looks around and walks down the aisle, with zero emotion on her face. She steps on to the steps and enters under the bottom rope. She stands in her corner and waits for the match to begin.
Michelle Silva: And her opponent!
The lights dim and the Steve Aoki Remix of "Mic Drop" by BTS begins to play with the fans cheering as loud as they possibly could. A spotlight slowly moves around until the beat picks up and it races around the arena. As the beat dies a bit the spotlight lands on an arena entrance way and out walks "Unforgettable" Jung Moon with a black baseball bat over her shoulder and the WWA Television Championship around her waist. She pauses to look around the arena before beginning to walk down the stairs ringside, timing it as the lyrics start.
Michelle Silva: She is residing in Brooklyn, New York by way of Seoul, South Korea, weighing in at 140 pounds! She is the WWA Television Champion; "The Unforgettable"... JUNG MOON!
As the song reaches the chorus Moon reaches the arena floor. She climbs the barricade and then mimics a mic drop before stepping off and landing on the ringside floor. She runs and slides on the apron on one knee grabbing the ropes with her free hand. Jung Moon walks to the corner turnbuckle and climbs from the outside and takes off her mask before she holds her fist out in the air as she nods her head to the music. She jumps into the ring and takes off her vest, hat, and bandanna before unstrapping the title from around her waist, raising it in the air before giving it to the referee as she prepares for her match to start.
Jung was coming back in a big way with numerous strikes that left Raven reeling. Jung quickly followed up with a Palm Strike to the Heart followed by a spinning backhand to complete the Heart and Seoul! Jung had the cover... but Raven kicked out at Two! The near fall didn't break Jung's concentration as she kept the pressure on Raven... but Crowe had a little bit of a comeback and was trying all she could to win it. She tried for a suplex, but Jung blocked it, then countered into the Crescent Moon! Raven Crowe was out of it and Jung went to the top rope. As Raven got to her feet, Jung dove off and went for it....
DM: LUNAR ECLIPSE! JUNG MOON WITH THE LUNAR ECLIPSE TO RAVEN CROWE!
RR: That was violent! The crazy witch lady is out of it! I'd say this one is over!
DM: Brooke Kennedy is going to count the fall...
The Steve Aoki Remix of "Mic Drop" by BTS begins to play and Jung Moon is handed the Television Championship and raises it in the air to cheers from the crowd.
DM: Jung Moon with a second successful defense over a very game Raven Crowe!
RR: Seriously, Raven brought it but Jung Moon is that damn good!
Jung rolls out of the ring and celebrates her title defense. Raven starts to get up and is highly pissed off that she let this opportunity slip away. But things would become worse for her as Talia Areano stormed out from the back in fury and as Raven got up, Areano went into the ring and shared a few choice words with the resident witch of WWA. Raven took exception to Areano's anger and the two of them start throwing haymakers back and forth with one another.
DM: Here we go, Raven Crowe and Talia Areano are going at it!
RR: Areano is pissed off from Frenzy two weeks ago, but so is Raven Crowe!
The two of them are not letting up one bit. Backstage personnel and some wrestlers on the roster sprint out from the back and attempt to hold the two of them back. They both had words and even got in a couple of more shots at each other out of pure anger for one another. They continued to break away from the others to get more shots in on each other but eventually were separated from each other for good. Areano shouted some choice words to Raven before walking to the back while Raven looked downright pissed off while screaming the words "I WILL NOT BE IGNORED".
DM: This feud is heating up in a hurry!
RR: I don't know what exactly their beef stems from, nor what the fuck Raven means by she will not be ignored
DM: We're going to take a commercial break! We'll be back with more after these messages!
DM: Welcome back to Frenzy everybody, and we are about to show you a video that consists of Shannon Saint!
RR: Why?
DM: Don't ask me! I don't run this company! This video comes from none other than Tyler Brownlee!
RR: Danielle says Taint's not appearing on this show ever again, we don't need to give that fat piece of shit attention!
DM: Tyler insists on it rolling, and the WWA Twitter account hyped it up so I guess we have no choice! Roll the tape...
We open up to a pre-recorded segment, we're thinking from a week ago at least. Shannon Saint is walking around with a dejected expression on his face as he just lost his entire managing empire in front of the entire world. He walks out to the parking lot and places his bags in the trunk of his limo. Just before he manages to get inside of the limo, he was attacked by all four members of The Insanity Patients with pipes and baseball bats. Shannon couldn't exactly fight them off and he was getting pummelled to the point where he was bleeding from various parts of his body.
Shannon was trying to get himself up but the beating he was taking wasn't going to allow that to happen, and the shots The Insanity Patients were dishing out was hurting him tremendously. The beating suddenly stopped and two men in suits, one scrawny and the other built with muscles, walk up to the scene and have a look at the four members of the Insanity Patients. The scrawny one, idenitied as Tyler Brownlee, pulls out a wad of cash from his suit pocket and hands it to Ella Lopez who has a devilish smirk on her face.
Tyler Brownlee: Job well done, Ella. For that, Athena welcomes you to her team for War Games.
The two shake hands. Brownlee looks at his counterpart and speaks.
Tyler Brownlee: Leon, put him in the trunk.
The man identified as Leon Lonewolf looks at Brownlee, surprised that the roles are reversed here.
Leon Lonewolf: Usually its me who's all murder-happy. I'm impressed and proud of you. Now where are we taking him?
Tyler Brownlee: I dunno, I was hoping we figure this out along the way.
Leon Lonewolf: Fuck it, we'll have the Apocalypse take real good care of him until its time to release him.
Tyler Brownlee: Good idea. We will stop at Taint's headquarters first.
Leon Lonewolf: Why would we do that?
Tyler Brownlee: I'm fucking hungry, dammit! McDonalds is still open at this time at night.
Leon Lonewolf: We're in California dude. I was thinking Five Guys.
Tyler Brownlee: We'll gather up three more friends and we'll hit up a gi....
Leon Lonewolf: No dammit, NO! Was meaning the Burger joint ya sick freak.
Tyler Brownlee: Okay, okay, okay. That's never been your thing anyways. I think your girlfriend would kick me in the balls anyways.
Leon Lonewolf: That and she's here so yeah, joke wouldn't fly.
Tyler Brownlee: True. How about some KFC?
Leon Lonewolf: Works for me.
At this point, a beaten down Shannon Saint begins to speak.
Shannon Saint: I want... I want... I want some chicken...
Both Brownlee and Lonewolf knock him unconscious. Ella has her Patients grab Shannon and place him in the trunk.
Ella Lopez: We’ll take it from here.
Ella and The Patients get into the limo and drive off, leaving both Brownlee and Lonewolf flabbergasted.
Tyler Brownlee: Good job, sport. Now we have to wait until your girlfriend is done.
Leon Lonewolf: Works for me. I’m hungry as fuck though.
The scene fades out. The camera pans back to Desiree and Rachel who look rather shocked at what they just witnessed.
DM: Well, I mean, Shannon being is… I’m speechless Rachel! What the fuck!?
RR: Brownlee must have paid a premium for the Patients to beat up and kidnap the fat man! Ella is now a part of Athena's team for War Games and got some cash in exchange for that ass whipping!
DM: They’ve had a working agreement with Athena in the past, but this is PCW levels of insanity!
RR: I’m not disagreeing with you there! I hope this doesn’t end up in a Network 2.0 situation!
DM: You and me both! I don’t want to deal with that shit ever again!
RR: We're going to take it to Michelle Silva for our next contest of the night!
DM: That’s supposed to be my part!
RR: You were too slow to the punch!
We pan to the ring for the introductions.
Michelle Silva: This next contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
A pause occurs.
Michelle Silva: Introducing first!
Motley Crue’s “Wildside” starts up and the members of Wildside, Seleana and Zenna Zdunich along with their manager, Maja Lindström, make their way out of the entryway.
Michelle Silva: Accompanied by Zenna Zdunich and Maja Lindström, residing in Los Angeles, California by way of Halmstad, Sweden, weighing in at 125 pounds; SELEANA "THE CAT" ZDUNICH!
Not long later, the three of them make their way down the aisle. They enter the ring and raises their arms as the crowd cheers them on.
Michelle Silva: And her opponent!
"Bad Reputation" by Avril Lavigne begins to blare all across the sound system to major boos from the crowd and as it does Kate Steele begins to emerge from the back with Mariella Lopez right by her side.
Michelle Silva: Accompanied to the ring by Mariella Lopez, she is from Berkshire, England, weighing in at 110 pounds, "The Siren"... KATE STEELE!
A big smile forms on Kate's face as she and Mariella walk down the aisle and the boos just keep on coming. Kate slides in underneath the bottom rope, then springs up with a smirk, knowing that destruction awaits for her opposition.
Kate was in control here and continued to take it to Seleana... but Sel eventually fought back and stunned Kate with strikes and kicks to any part of the body she could make it to. Seleana took a dazed Steele and hit her with a hip toss. Kate got back up and Seleana hit her with an open hand slap to the face before hitting a Hurricanrana, complete with the pin... but only a Two count! Seleana continued the upperhand with strikes to keep Kate on the mat before going to the top rope... and hitting the elbow drop before immediately hooking the leg... NO! Only a Two count!
This contest was neck and neck and Kate had gotten the upperhand again with a smashmouth style of wrestling. But Seleana was staying in it with her own form of strikes then a jumping enzuigiri to take Kate back down to the mat. Seleana signaled for Kattöga but outside of the ring, Christina Fierce appeared from out of nowhere and smashed a steel chair into the back of Zenna Zdunich to take her down. This momentarily distracted Seleana who tried to run Christina off, but couldn't exactly get to one-third of the Trios Champions as of this time as Fierce quickly bailed. Kate at this point was purched on the top rope, and as Seleana turned around, Kate dived off - AND HIT HER WITH SILENCE IS GOLDEN! Seleana was down and Kate quickly went for the cover where Brooke Kennedy counted the fall...
"Bad Reputation" by Avril Lavigne plays and the fans boo as Mariella Lopez raises Kate's hand and celebrates with her.
DM: That is a damn shame! They can't win without fucking cheating!
RR: It's only cheating if you get caught! I'm not condoning what Mariella and company are doing, although I know first-hand what lengths she will go to to make sure a client of hers wins a match!
Christina Fierce comes back out but is not alone as Bianca Davis, Veronica Taylor and both Lola and Kelli Saint are accompanying her. They along with Steele start beating down Seleana Zdunich. It was a six against one beating and the fans are booing all over it. Zenna managed to recover despite the chair shot from earlier but the numbers were just too much. Ella Lopez even tried her hand at helping out and fared well for a brief bit, but alas, no dice.
DM: It is three against six! The Zdunich Clan and Ella Lopez can only do so much!
RR: Don't forget, it could be seven against three with Mariella being trained for combat!
Jane Harper and Chiaki Sanada run out from the back for some assistance against the MLE faction and was doing quite well for themselves, but once the tide turned against them. That's when the lights turned off in the arena, placing the ring into complete darkness. After a few moments, "The Demi Goddess" known as Athena appears in the ring beside the five of them, then takes it immediately to the MLE clan. Athena went after Kate Steele, Jane and Chi Chi were after Bianca and Vero, Ella went up against Fierce, and Seleana and Zenna were against Lola and Kelli Saint.
DM: It is six against six! The odds are now even, thanks to Athena and the 2 Broke Chicks!
RR: And the latter two have a match coming up in just moments! They came to get themselves some early!
The two sides were brawling with one another, scrapping with their hands and even their feet. Eventually the MLE clan were sent retreating from the ring when all six members of their opposition threw them out to the floor, sparking a huge array of cheers from the audience.
DM: Mariella's team members just got dumped on their asses!
RR: You can't say they didn't have this one coming! I wonder whether or not these six are the confirmed War Games participants against Mariella's band of toys though!
DM: I'm sure we'll get that answer soon enough! But it is time for a commercial break! We'll be back in just a little bit!
We come back from the break and "Toxic (Metal Cover)" by Solence plays and the crowd in the Compound BOOS as loud as they possibly could. Morgan Simmons is the first to walk out with the WWA World Championship on her shoulder. Jenn Simmons is next carrying a metal briefcase. Behind them are Dana and Amber Simmons, Terra and Hikari Richards. The six of them walk down the aisle and eventually get into the ring. Morgan snatches the microphone from a stagehand.
Morgan Simmons: You people got to witness firsthand just how we operate... but let me remind you that it was just a small sample of what we can do.
Morgan says with a sinister smirk on her face.
Morgan Simmons: Speaking of which, it seems as if we have some suitors who are willing to step up to our challenge for War Games. Led by two leeches known as Crystal Alvarez and Mariah Lopez, we have suitors who want to throw their names into the jar so they can be destroyed by the renegades, the greatest group to ever grace this business.
Morgan says with intensity in her voice.
Morgan Simmons: Later tonight, I give Joanna an opportunity of a lifetime. I give her a chance to become the World Champion. She whined and cried for an opportunity and here she has it. All of you uncultured swine watching in the stands, watching at home and certainly you idiots in the back all want her to beat me for the title, but news flash, she's not going to win THIS CHAMPIONSHIP!
Morgan flashes the championship for all to see.
Morgan Simmons: This championship that I am holding is a symbol of the shield that is the Women's Wrestling Alliance. The shield of this company is a sham, it is a farce, we don't care about the shield and the compass of this company. You want to know how I feel about the present design of the WWA World Championship? DO YOU!? Dana, get me a trash can. Amber, get me the steps.
Dana goes out of the ring and grabs a trash can while Amber goes to get the steel steps and both end up back in the ring. Amber drops the steel steps in the center of the ring and Dana places the trash can on top. Morgan climbs the steps and the title is right by her side.
Morgan Simmons: Say goodbye to the shield of this company...
Morgan drops the title in the trash can then places the lid on the trash can before she motions for Jenn to open up the briefcase. Jenn opens it and inside is a championship belt, a white strap with the center plate presenting a skull with the WWA logo on the top, and the Toxic logo on the side plates. The championship belt is presented to Morgan, and the "Brutal Knight" proudly raises the title in the air to massive boos from the crowd with the rest of Toxic rallying around their leader to celebrate.
Morgan Simmons: THIS... IS THE NEW WWA WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP! ISN'T SHE BEAUTIFUL!?
The crowd boos as loud as they possibly can.
Morgan Simmons: I will be champion for as long as I want to be the champion. NOBODY can take this away from me. NOBODY can deny MY GREATNESS! There's more destruction to come from US.
"Toxic (Metal Cover)" by Solence plays and the crowd BOOS loudly as Morgan raises her newly designed World Title while the rest of Toxic celebrates alongside her.
DM: This has to be the lowest moment in the history of this company, and that's saying something when The Ninja Squad ran rampage two years ago!
RR: Toxic is a shameful group, we both have known this for years! I think they're worse than ever to be honest!
DM: Oh God, that's a scary fucking thought! Let's take it to Michelle for the introductions of our next contest!
We pan to the ring for the introductions of our next contest.
Michelle Silva: This next contest is a Tag Team match, scheduled for ONE FALL!
A pause occurs.
Michelle Silva: Introducing first!
"Go Go Power Rangers" by Ron Wasserman plays and the fans boo as Kimberly Williams, along with her husband Todd, walk out from the back in arrogance, but they're not alone as Jennifer Williams is behind her.
Michelle Silva: They are accompanied by Todd Williams, at a combined weight of 245 pounds! Kimberly Williams and Jennifer Williams... THE WILLIAMS DYNASTY!
The three of them all walk down the aisle, taking in the boos before getting into the ring. Todd hypes up his girls and has one final pep talk before he exits the ring and they get ready for the match to begin.
Michelle Silva: And their opponents!
Słoń and Dope D.O.D.’s “Make’em Bleed” comes on over the PA system as the arena lights dim down, bringing all attention to the lighting on and around the stage. Everyone’s attention is on the entrance curtain when, all of a sudden, a mechanical rattling is heard. From the side of the stage, an old 1960s model van crawls in, seemingly, on it’s dying legs. A total rust bucket, to put it kindly. As the opening refrain with Skits Vicious begins, the front doors open and out come 2 Broke Chicks. In name and literally! Getting out on the driver’s side, Jane Harper clearly has the keys in her hand but the engine is still sputtering until she gives it a frustrated Spartan kick to cut it off. There’s some visible laughs of amusement as Jane then turns towards the stage and tries to look serious as she approaches the ramp. From the passenger side, Chiaki Sanada gives their trusty rusty ride an adoring pat before running to catch up with her partner.
Michelle Silva: On their way to the ring, at a combined weight of 235 pounds; Jane "The Hammer" Harper and Chiaki Sanada, together they are... 2 BROKE CHICKS!
As the two make their way down the ramp, Jane’s attempt to stay serious is all but lost once Chiaki moves in front of her, just goofing off and throwing random signs at the camera in sync with their music. The strength of the duo finally breaks into laughter at the little one’s antics and the pair continue towards the ring. Once they reach ringside, Jane comes in behind Chiaki and lifts the crazy little Joshi up onto her shoulders. She makes a lap around the ring itself while Chiaki’s waving her arms from side to side over her head, trying to get the fans to join in. They do, for the most part. Chiaki hops off of Jane’s shoulders and onto the apron. She’s back to throwing thuggish little hand signals as Jane climbs onto the apron. Jane climbs into the ring and stands behind Chiaki who is still doing her thing as they both throw up their actual, personal team gesture. Chiaki finally gets into the ring and the two of them move to their corner, removing their entrance gear and getting in a bit of last minute extra stretching as they get ready for their match.
Harper and Sanada double teamed Jennifer for a little bit before Sanada stepped out to the apron and grabbed the tag rope. Harper was talking a little bit of trash while smacking the hell out of Jennifer with a palm strike to the face. Jennifer was stunned and Harper followed up with a Ripcord clothesline that could have turned her inside out. Jennifer looked out of it, and Palmer shouted "C'mon bitch, get the fuck up as she was pacing back and forth while Jennifer Williams isn't really moving much.
DM: The 2 Broke Chicks have been flat out dominant so far, Rach!
RR: I'm very impressed with what I'm seeing! They have fire and they kick ass! If I had any money, I would give it to them, and definitely over the racist Paisley Sisters!
Palmer didn't hesitate in knocking Kimberly Williams off of the apron before she said "fuck it" and got Jennifer up and on her shoulders while Sanada climbed to the top turnbuckle then dives from the top rope and delivers a Destroyer.
DM: What a wicked move! From my notes, they call that Pay Day!
RR: Quite fitting of a name! They literally arrived, kicked ass, and leave! They don't get paid by the hour!
DM: Jane Palmer with the cover! This one is over!
“Make’em Bleed” by Słoń and Dope D.O.D. plays and referee Stephanie Lawrence raises the hands of Harper and Sanada.
DM: The 2 Broke Chicks came in, whipped some ass and leave as winners!
RR: I liked this! As an expert of tag team wrestling, I approve of what Jane Harper and Chi Chi Sanada did in the ring! They made work of the Williams Dynasty!
DM: Folks, I'm hearing The Gladiator Sisters are at WWA Headquarters and they have something to say! Do we have a camera over there on site? If so, let's send it over there!
We pan to a pre-recorded video where Elektra and Desdemona Stratos are at the WWA Headquarters in Los Angeles, California. The two of them get their makeup done precisely like they want it done, then the microphones strapped to them before Elektra takes the lead.
Elektra Stratos: Being the big time stars that we are, we needed our own time to speak in a setting where none of the roster would bother us or God forbid, attack us.
Desdemona Stratos: Like our crazy former friend, Joanna?
Elektra Stratos: Especially her. By the way, we read what you said about us on Twitter. Your little attempt at covering up the fact that you held us down was rather... shit Des, what's the word I'm looking for?
Desdemona Stratos: Ridiculous! Jo, you didn't want to be in a team with us. You never did, and once you found an out to separate from us for good, you took it and never looked back.
Elektra Stratos: You can deny using your newfound celebrity status to keep us off television all you want, until your heart is content but we know the truth. My sister and I just weren't good looks for your success, we allegedly would have held you back when we would have continued supporting you. You turned your back on us for the fame and for the fortune you sanctimonious bitch.
Desdemona Stratos: You tell 'em sis.
Elektra Stratos: In two weeks, we make our in-ring return to this company. We'll face whichever inferior tag team management puts in-front of us, we don't give a damn. Then once we're done mopping the floor with that tag team, then management will give us what WE WANT for Wildcard IX, and that is you in a two on one Handicap match, Jo.
Desdemona Stratos: She might use her Hollywood status to deny us. She's Hollywood Jo, sis.
Elektra Stratos: Well Hollywood Jo better be grateful we're not there this week but we will see the disloyal piece of shit in two weeks, you can best believe that.
As the video ends, we go to a commercial break.
Michelle Silva: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
A pause occurs.
Michelle Silva: Introducing first!
Strobe lights begin flickering all around the entrance as the opening guitar riff of "Get Jinxed" starts up. Through the flickering lights a petite form appears, bounding down the aisle to the ring. Trixie "Jinx" Decker waves to the fans cheering her and blows kisses to those who boo her.
Michelle Silva: On her way to the ring, from Flint, Michigan, weighing in at 117 pounds... TRIXIE DECKER!
She pulls herself up onto the ring's skirt, hopping onto the top rope and facing the fans. She blows one more kiss before flipping backwards and landing on her feet. Giving a final wave to everyone, Trixie takes her place in her corner.
Michelle Silva: And her opponent!
The lights in the arena go dark as "Vordt Of The Boreal Valley (Full) (Dark Souls 3 Complete, Unused and DLC OST)" by Motoi Sakuraba begins to play. Dokueki steps out onto the stage, a kendo stick in hand as she stares at the floor for a few seconds, letting the music play. She smirks, shaking her head before sauntering down the ramp to the ring, shouting insults in Japanese to the crowd.
Michelle Silva: Hailing from Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 160 lbs., she is the Poison Dragon....
Dokueki has rolled into the ring by this point and climbed onto the middle turnbuckle holding her arms wide, eyes closed, face turned toward the ceiling.
Michelle Silva: ... DOKUEKI!
Dokueki is acting in arrogance before she starts shouting insults in Japanese then turning and dropping back to the mat.
Dokueki kept on the pressure, but Trixie wasn't going to say die. Trixie managed to get herself back to her feet and grazed Dokueki with a backstand, followed up with a Tilt-a-whirl leg scissors before covering her and getting a One count out of it! Despite being at a size disadvantage in this one, Trixie was showing a ton of heart by withstanding anything Dokueki brought to the table. Dokueki tried for another open palm strike... but Trixie ducked it before hitting her with the Lungblower! Dokueki was taken down and Trixie went for the pin... but Dokueki kicked out at the count of Two!
The crowd was firmly behind Trixie as the underdog in this match had two near falls on one of the more dominant women in wrestling today. Trixie managed to climb the top rope but was also playing up to the fans. As Dokueki got up, Trixie went for the diving crossbody... but Dokueki caught her and PLANTED HER DOWN with a Fallaway Slam! Dokueki shouted something in Japanese and got Trixie back up to her feet, hooking her in position... and DROPPING HER DOWN with the Dragon's Dive! Trixie was out of it and Dokueki made the cover as Lauren Adams went down to count...
"Vordt Of The Boreal Valley (Full) (Dark Souls 3 Complete, Unused and DLC OST)" by Motoi Sakuraba begins to play but Dokueki continues her rampage and assaults Trixie after the bell has rang.
DM: Dokueki is attacking Trixie, and I don't know what the hell the meaning is behind this!
RR: Are you going to tell her to stop!?
DM: Hell no I'm not! And we know damn well you're not going to either!
RR: You're not telling any lies! She scares the living shit out of me!
Dokueki is pounding Trixie at every turn she could. Trixie was trying to fight back but the strength and power of Dokueki was a little too much, not to mention the fatigue and punishment she already received during the contest. Just as Dokueki was about to go for the Dragon's Dive - Erin Hayes appeared from out of nowhere... and delivered a Buzzsaw like kick right to Dokueki's face to graze the "Poison Dragon", as well as to release Trixie Decker from harms way. Trixie recovers just enough to help Erin clothesline her over the top rope and to the floor below.
DM: Dokueki has been removed from the ring! This is unheard of!
RR: Damn right it is! Nobody has really thrown Dokueki out of the ring and send her packing! It took two people to do that!
DM: No doubt, and you gotta believe Dokueki is highly angry about it!
RR: Angry is an understatement but I know what you meant by it!
DM: With that, we're going to commercial! We'll be back with more in a few minutes!
We come back to Frenzy and the scene opens up to a penthouse apartment in beautiful Toronto, Ontario, Canada that is owned by Angelina Williams. Inside of the apartment seats Angelina Williams, Lexi Reiyne, Kelly Hampton and Derek Saunders around a glass table, and on the table is none other than the legendary Burn Book, pink in color with a lock on it to keep the book closed and safe.
Kelly Hampton: Welcome everyone to the latest episode of Mi Pi TV. Ladies, we are gathered here today in Angelina's lovely home due to the events of two weeks ago when Jeannie Walker and Amanda McDaniels, also known as Fat Excrement and the Wish version of Lurch from the Addams Family respectively. Those two pieces of shit are now on the radar along with their annoying ass manager Karen Lopez.
Lexi Reiyne: I believe that's Mariella...
Kelly Hampton: Heh, I don't give a flying fuck what her name is. She acts like a Karen, is even dumber than Karen Smith, and is an overall plague to this industry that is professional wrestling. Am I forgetting anything?
Angelina Williams: I believe you have tallied everything. Little history lesson because this will be very important. While we have encountered biological members of her family before, this is our first go against Mariella, and she picked the two biggest AND DUMBEST people on the roster.
Derek Saunders: Literally.
Kelly Hampton: Yessssss. As mentioned two weeks ago, I once was the managerial presence for Jeannie Walker, aka Fat piece of shit; and I even led her to the Women's Wrestling Alliance Television Championship back in 2018 during the reign of terror known as The Ninja Squad and The Network fiasco. She held that belt until some people started crying like babies and that was the end of that. I also led her to the Cardinal City Pro North American Heavyweight Championship and that led to me winning the 2017 Non Wrestling Personality of the Year for that company. But little did I know that Mariella Lopez somehow and someway managed to steal Jeannie's contract from right under my nose.
Angelina Williams: [in her best Mr. Mackey impersonation] Stealing is bad, mkay.
Kelly Hampton: Exactly. Now am I sad that Jeannie is no longer my client? No, not really. I won't force anybody to be represented by me if they don't want to, but I'll be damned if I have some bottom of the barrel member of a prestigious wrestling family steal something from me and get away with it. Mariella Lopez thinks she's hot shit, she thinks she's untouchable because of her last name which is famous off of the back of the owner of this company, and to a lesser extent, Mariah Lopez as well... but as already exhibited with the girls from The Purge, Mrs. Loud ass bitch is just that, a loud ass bitch who does nothing but run her fucking mouth.
Lexi Reiyne: She's like super annoying. Her voice is the equivlant of nails on a chalk board. Urgo.
Kelly Hampton: Great analogy, Lexi. It's all true, a great annoyance to society and a fucking plague on this sport we hold near and dear to us. It's not about wanting Beauty back or anything, God no... its the principle of the matter. I don't appreciate low life idiots stealing from me, and with your misdeeds Mariella, you will have a section dedicated to you in the Burn Book.
Kelly picks the Burn Book up and shows it for all to see.
Kelly Hampton: This book is legendary for the movie Mean Girls. Our personal idols The Plastics filled it with rumors, secrets and insults about others, and we have more or less done the same. People such as Mariah Lopez, Rachel Robinson, Mya Denton, Toyota Toyota and others are in this book. Even Abby Parker is in this.
Derek Saunders: She's a fake ass Reaper.
Kelly Hampton: That she is. Mariella has never entered the book... until now. You don't fuck with Mi Pi Sexy and get away with it. Unlike the cheap fucking knockoff Craigslist version of us, we are the TRUE Bad Girls club of professional wrestling and come Wildcard IX, we're going to show you just why we cleanse the world one UGLY person at a time.
Angelina Williams: That's an official challenge by the way. We'll see if those overgrown sacks of crap actually accepts or they cower behind their shit-talking manager and duck us like the bitches they are. One way or another, Lexi and I WILL get our match against you two. One way or another...
We fade back into the arena, then the ring where Michelle Silva is ready for the introductions of our next match.
Michelle Silva: The following tag team contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
A pause occurs.
"Last Chance Saloon" by Deviant and Naive Ted plays and Alice Manson walks out on stage followed by Bathory and Dr. Lester. Alice has her black baseball bat in her hand as she stalks towards the ring. Alice threatens to hit some fans, but turns her attention back to the ring.
Michelle Silva: Accompanied to the ring by Dr. Lester, at a combined weight of 305 pounds, representing The Prophecy; Alice Manson AND BATHORY!
Both Alice and Bathory climb the apron before stepping slowly into the ring. The two of them hand their equipment to Lester before going to their corner and waiting for the match to start.
Michelle Silva: And their opponents!
"CrushCrushCrush" by Paramore plays and the crowd boos as Tamara Jones and Mercedes Mendoza walks out from the back with Angela Lopez accompanying the rather large duo.
Michelle Silva: Accompanied by Angela Lopez, at a combined weight of 478 pounds; Tamara Jones and Mercedes Mendoza, together they are... GLITTER!
They all walk down the aisle together, not paying any mind to the booing fans before getting into the ring. Mercedes and Tamara stand together while Angela talks them up, then strategy before they wait for the match to begin.
Tamara quickly tagged out to Mercedes Mendoza, and the two hit Bathory with a double suplex. Mercedes was about to go for the cover, but Bathory quickly sat up and started taking it to Mercedes with her power based offense, mixed in with some brawling style as well. Mercedes got in a couple of blows to try and graze Bathory, but the "Iron Maiden" wasn't fazed and fired back to do the same to Mercedes. Eventually Mercedes was stunned and Bathory grabbed her, and hit her with a belly-to-back suplex. Alice Manson came in and knocked Tamara off of the apron which freed Bathory up to hit the Iron Maiden to Mercedes, then the cover as Brooke Kennedy went down to count the fall...
"Last Chance Saloon" by Deviant and Naive Ted plays and Lester stands tall with both Alice Manson and Bathory.
DM: The Prophecy wants the Tag Team Titles, and they felt as if they may have just sent a message to The Purge!
RR: I don't think that's quite enough! Looks like Alice and Bathory wanna do more!
Rachel's words were coming true as they were beating up on Tamara Jones, at Lester's orders. Bathory and Alice are smashing Tamara with lead pipes to huge boos from the crowd. They beat her down enough to where Bathory lifted the big woman up and placed her in a Tombstone Piledriver like position. Alice runs and jumps and spikes Tamara down with a sitout piledriver.
DM: MASS PANIC! BATHORY AND ALICE JUST HIT THE MASS PANIC TO TAMARA JONES!
RR: I've been hit with that, its not fucking pretty!
Both Mercedes and Tamara are down and Lester has a microphone.
Dr. Lester: Bathory and Alice are READY to become Tag Team Champions AGAIN! Zombie, Hairicin, I hope you were watching because your short little reign as Tag Team Champion is about to come to a close and you two slobs will be in for a MASS PANIC attack. ALL HAIL... THE PROPHECY!
"Last Chance Saloon" plays again and the trio leaves as we head to our last commercial break.
We come back from the break and both Crystal Alvarez and Mariah Lopez have approached none other than Reyna Carter.
Mariah Lopez: We know you expressed interest in our cause, Reyna. We are aware that you too want to take down the cancerous force known as Toxic.
Reyna Carter: You're not wrong. Despite not being fond of your friend over here, I have a bone to pick with two Toxic members in particular for what they did to me nearly a year ago.
Mariah Lopez: I share that very history myself, especially for what they did to Rachel last year. Not to drag on or anything, but I must ask the question; are you in on the team to oppose Toxic inside of War Games, or not?
Reyna acts as if she's thinking before giving her answer.
Reyna Carter: Count me in.
She shakes hands with Mariah, then is face-to-face with Crystal Alvarez.
Reyna Carter: If you happen to fuck with me at all during this, I won't hesitate in kicking your ass from pillar to post. Don't fuck with me Crystal, otherwise its your life.
Crystal has a smirk on her face and laughs at Reyna's threats.
Crystal Alvarez: For the sake of beating Toxic, I am the least of your worries, but once this is over with, I'll take pleasure in putting your ass back on the shelf. Then I go after your boyfriend who deliberately injured me, but until then and if you provoke me, I'll take all of that anger out on your bitch ass.
Mariah has to get in-between the two alpha females.
Mariah Lopez: I'll be in touch, Rey.
Reyna nods her head at Mariah then flips the finger at Crystal before departing. Mariah then looks at Crystal with disappointment, and the "KO Queen" notices.
Crystal Alvarez: Go ahead, lay it on me.
Mariah Lopez: You couldn't keep yourself in check for just a couple of minutes?
Crystal Alvarez: You know how I feel about her...
Mariah Lopez: But STILL though. This is bigger than the Crystal Alvarez and Reyna Carter beef. This is about protecting this company. Toxic killed one company we were a part of, and I'll be damned if I allow her to kill this one, the very company that has my family's fingerprints all over it. Imagine how Dani would feel if yours and Rey's differences allowed Toxic to officially have WWA closed down.
Crystal Alvarez: I suppose you make a point. I fucking HATE Reyna Carter though.
Mariah Lopez: She's a part of the team now so you two will have to learn to get along, OR ELSE! Remember the alternatives could be very VERY BAD!
Crystal Alvarez: I hear you, loud and clear.
We pan to the ring for the introductions of the competitors of our main event of the evening.
Michelle Silva: The following contest is your MAAAAAIN EVENT of the evening, scheduled for ONE FALL, and it is for the WWA WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!
A pause occurs.
Michelle Silva: Introducing first!
"Roar" by Katy Perry starts to play as Joanna is on top of the big screen with a vine in her hand. She lets out a loud roar before she proceeds to swing down from the vine to the stage below.
Michelle Silva: She is the challenger, from Deep in the Jungle, weighing in at 147 pounds, "The Huntress"... JOANNA!!!
Joanna sprints down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope. She goes to the top rope and bangs her chest like Tarzan.
Michelle Silva: And her opponent!
"Du Hast" by Rammstein hits and the crowd boos extremely loud as Morgan Simmons walks out onto the stage, wearing a black leather jacket with rhinestone details on it over her wrestling attire and the WWA World Championship around her waist. She looks at the crowd before beginning her ascent down the ramp.
Michelle Silva: Making her way to the ring, from Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 140 pounds. She is the leader of Toxic AND THE WWA World Champion; "The Brutal Knight"... MORGAN SIMMONS!!!
Morgan walks down the aisle, not paying any mind to the crowd. She hops on the apron and steps in-between the ropes. She hopped on the top turnbuckle and looked out into the crowd, raising the World Title in the air to even more boos before hopping off and stretching on the ropes before handing her jacket to the attendant at ringside. She admires the World Championship before handing it to the referee.
...........Morgan eventually gets to her feet as Joanna knocks her back down with a dropkick! Morgan gets back to her feet as Joanna throws her back down with a arm drag! Morgan gets back to her feet again as Joanna throws her back down with another arm drag! Morgan gets to her feet as Joanna delivers a few punches to the face!........and sends Morgan to the outside of the ring!
Joanna locks in a grounded waist lock!...........but Morgan refuses to give up! So Joanna puts more pressure on the hold!.........but Morgan still refuses to give up!........And eventually begins fighting her way to her feet!.........she eventually gets there! And reverses it into a side headlock!........but Joanna refuses to give up! So Morgan puts more pressure on the hold!.......but Joanna still refuses to give up! And reverses it into a wrist lock!.........but Morgan refuses to give up! So Joanna wrenches the arm!..............but Morgan still refuses to give up!.........and eventually reverses it into a waist lock!...........but Joanna refuses to give up! So Morgan puts more pressure on the hold!..........but Joanna still refuses to give up! So Morgan throws her over her head with a German suplex! She then lifts Joanna to her feet, locks in a full Nelson choke hold! And throws her over her head with a suplex!
Morgan locks in a grounded wrist lock!...........but Joanna refuses to give up! So Morgan puts more pressure on the hold!.......but Joanna still refuses to give up! So Morgan lifts her to her feet, and switches to a normal wrist lock!..........but Joanna refuses to give up! So Morgan delivers a few elbow strikes to the arm!............and wrenches the arm!..........but Joanna still refuses to give up! So Morgan throws her back down! And switches back to a grounded wrist lock!............but Joanna refuses to give up! So Morgan puts more pressure on the hold!..........but Joanna still refuses to give up! So Morgan lifts her to her feet, and switches back to a normal wrist lock!...........but Joanna refuses to give up! So Morgan delivers a few elbow strikes to the arm!........and wrenches the arm!..........but Joanna still refuses to give up! So Morgan throws her back down! And switches back to a grounded wrist lock!...........but Joanna refuses to give up! So Morgan puts more pressure on the hold!..........but Joanna still refuses to give up!..........and eventually begins making her way to the ropes!.........she eventually gets there! But Morgan refuses to release the hold!
Morgan releases the hold just before the five count! She then lifts Joanna to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring..........delivers a hard kick to the midsection! Places her in position! Hooks the arms! Lifts her up! And slams her down with a Tiger Bomb!
Morgan stops just before the five count! Lifts Joanna to her feet, places her in position, lifts her up! And drops her with a vertical suplex before locking in a grounded wrist lock!..........but Joanna refuses to give up! So Morgan puts more pressure on the hold!.........but Joanna still refuses to give up! So Morgan lifts her to her feet, and switches to a normal wrist lock!.............but Joanna refuses to give up! So Morgan delivers a few elbow strikes to the arm!..........and wrenches the arm!...........but Joanna still refuses to give up! So Morgan throws her back down! And switches back to a grounded wrist lock!.........but Joanna refuses to give up! So Morgan puts more pressure on the hold!..........but Joanna still refuses to give up!.........and eventually begins making her way to the ropes!..............she eventually gets there! But Morgan refuses to release the hold!
Morgan releases the hold just before the five count! She then drags Joanna to the middle of the ring!...........and waits for Joanna to get to her feet.........Joanna eventually begins making her way to her feet as Morgan runs into the ropes!............rubs back at Joanna as she gets to her feet!........Yes! Brutal Knightful Experience!
Morgan delivers a few stomps to the face!...........she then locks in a rear chin lock!..........but Joanna refuses to give up! So Morgan puts more pressure on the hold!........but Joanna still refuses to give up!..........and eventually begins fighting her way to her feet!.........she eventually gets there! And fights out of the hold by delivering elbow strikes to the midsection!........she then runs into the ropes!...........runs back at Morgan!.........and hits a running dropkick before lifting Morgan to her feet, and sending her to the outside of the ring!
And Joanna barely manages to get both of them back in the ring before the ten count! She then lifts Morgan to her feet, and places her neck first between the ropes before running into the ropes on the other side of the ring!........running back at Morgan!........Yes! Joanna with the Tree Swing!
Joanna lifts Morgan to her feet, but Morgan rolls her up for a pin attempt!
.........Joanna eventually gets to her feet as Morgan goes for it!......Yes! Farewell To Arms! She has it locked in!...........but Joanna refuses to give up! So Morgan puts more pressure on the hold!..........and Joanna eventually taps out!
"Du Hast" by Rammstein plays and the crowd BOOS as Morgan is handed the WWA World Title. Not long later, Jenn Simmons, The Boston Bombshells, Terra and Hikari Richards all come out and celebrate with their leader. Morgan whispers something in Jenn's ear, and she perks up with a smile on her face. From there, they nod to the rest of Toxic who heads up the ramp. Jenn and Morgan have sledgehammers in their hands. They all walk up to the stage, specifically to the WWA set.
DM: What the fuck are these idiots doing?
RR: It doesn't look good, that's for sure!
Terra immediately begins to take the stage down with her bare hands... and the stage actually falls to the floor. This causes the fans to immediately flee thinking they're next.
DM: TERRA JUST TOOK DOWN THE DAMN STAGE! AND THE FANS ARE SCATTERING AWAY!
RR: That's a smart move! We should probably do the same!
DM: I'm right with you!
Desiree and Rachel leave the announce table and Toxic is out there all by themselves, destroying everything in sight. Morgan and Jenn destroy the announce table with their sledgehammers while Terra takes down the stand that holds up the WWA logo. But during the skirmish, Crystal Alvarez and Mariah Lopez run out to try and stop things but the numbers, as well as the destructive weapons Toxic was holding were too much and they were getting beaten savagely by the entire group. Reyna Carter and Jung Moon came in for the save, but they too were beaten down for their troubles despite trying to fight back with all they had.
With four of their biggest threats officially taken out by this group of renegades, all six members of Toxic were now focusing on the WWA logo. Each of them take turns destroying the logo while Terra mainly focuses on destroying other things with her bare hands. With the logo somewhat mangled, Morgan is handed a can of gasoline and pours it all over the logo before lighting up some matches and throwing it on the logo, immediately engulfing it into flames. All six members of Toxic come together, right by the burning logo and celebrate together, with Morgan raising her custom WWA World Championship belt in the air. The closing image to this week's edition of Frenzy is Toxic celebrating with the WWA logo burning beside them.
WWA Presents: Friday Night Frenzy, Episode 187
Date: 10-30-2020
Venue: The Lethal Compound (San Diego, California)
Commentators: Desiree Miles and Rachel Robinson
Date: 10-30-2020
Venue: The Lethal Compound (San Diego, California)
Commentators: Desiree Miles and Rachel Robinson
"You Want a Battle? (Here's a War)" by Bullet for My Valentine plays and the camera sees talent and personnel occupying the stands as the renovated Lethal Compound is at forty percent capacity. We pan to the announce table where Desiree Miles and Rachel Robinson are seated.
DM: Good evening ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to the 187th edition of Friday Night Frenzy, live from The Lethal Compound! I am Desiree Miles alongside Rachel Robinson, and we have a packed card here tonight!
RR: That's right! Both World and Television Championships are at stake! The 2 Broke Chicks will take on The Williams Dynasty, Alice Manson and Bathory will take on GLITTER, and Trixie Decker goes one on one against the destructive Dokueki!
DM: We also should not forget Seleana Zdunich taking on "The Siren" Kate Steele, and Tara Cabral goes up against Sora Minakaze!
RR: This shit is going to be crazy! I'm looking forward to it ALL! Are we starting this off with a match this week or a promo?
DM: I believe a match! Let's take it to Michelle Silva for the introductions!
RR: Actually hold that thought....
Smoke fills the arena as the lights fade to black. On the tron, flashes of plague doctors in black and gold masks through the smoke as Lexa Pellegrini appears in a black robe, holding a lit candle in her hands.
“Hell is empty… and the Shieldmaidens are here”
The sound of motorcycles reverberates throughout the arena as Skillet’s ‘Feel Invincible’ plays. Wendy “Zombie” Pellegrini and Katrina “Hairicin” Knox walk out first with their WWA Tag Team Championships over their shoulders, followed by Eavan “Krigare” Maloney who is introducing her new look. As the three step in the ring, Eavan is handed a microphone as she paces the ring. The two champions stand on guard inside the ring.
Eavan Maloney: I know what I am about to say is going to be forgotten by the time the first match ends, but if you can all play stupid for a few minutes and humor me, I’ll get this out and let you all enjoy the rest of your evening. Effective immediately, I am no longer a singles competitor. That means no more singles titles for me. No more having to make the Bella Robinsons and Morgan Simmonses of the world look relevant. No more having to shut down the inbred Hilton clan. And best of all, no more Toxic. Congratulations, you win. I WILL however assist my sisters here in The Purge when necessary, which takes us to War Games. Much as I’m sure everyone wants me to be the one on that team, and believe me, I have every reason to be, I won’t be. As a gesture of good will to Dani and this company, though, Zombie will be added in my place.
Speaking of sisters, effective immediate, I now control the contracts of the former Trios champions, Wildside. Pretty Committee, Mariella, go fuck yourselves. They were never given the proper opportunities to shine with you. That will change. And speaking of people being overlooked, I reached out to this person a few weeks ago and again, her luck is going to change REAL soon. Effective immediately, I now control the contract of Raven Crowe.
Eavan looks around the arena and sighs.
Eavan Maloney: I’ve done everything I’m going to do in this company. I elevated a title that Kelli Saint made us all forget existed. Honestly, who’s the new TV champ now? Exactly. So, I’m going to direct my princess of the dark to take that title and bring it BACK to the heights it should have had. Much as we’re holding the tag titles right now, and we don’t plan to let go of them any time soon, we are ALSO going to take the Trios Titles.
And Toxic? Mariella? Pretty Committee? Mariah? Whoever? You can TRY to stop us, or you can accept your fate.
Tonight. WE. TAKE. OVER.
Eavan drops the microphone and nods to Zombie and Hairicin and the three leave up the ramp.
We pan to Michelle for the intros of our first match.
Michelle Silva: The following is your OPENING CONTEST for tonight's edition of Friday Night Frenzy, and it is scheduled for ONE FALL!
A pause occurs.
Michelle Silva: Introducing first, already in the ring, from Saitama, Japan, weighing in at 135 pounds... SORA MINAKAZE!
There's literally crickets chirping for Minakaze.
Michelle Silva: And her opponent!
As "Spiteful" by CFO$ begins, stroke lights around the entrance start to flash as Tara Cabral walks out, looking out to the roaring crowd before leaning forward and blowing a kiss into the camera.
Michelle Silva: Making her way to the ring, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 160 pounds... TARA CABRAL!
As she walks to the ring, the determination on her face never leaves before sliding through the middle and bottom rope, climbing the opposite corner, arms outstretched, pumped up for this match to begin. She leaps off and paces around the ring, waiting for the bell to ring.
Match 1: Tara Cabral vs. Sora Minakaze
The bell sounds and right away this turned into a striking fest. Upon learning that Sora's speed would become problematic for her, Tara immediately targeted the legs of the young wrestler. Sora had a lot of trouble against the experience of Tara Cabral, and it showed quite often as Tara took advantage of every opening she had, making it much more difficult for Sora to overcome. Still Sora wasn't going to go down without trying and attempted to make this one a match, but Tara was just too much and Sora got mowed down with the Tara-Rizer, then the cover...1!
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WINNER: Tara Cabral via pinfall!
"Spiteful" by CFO$ plays and Tara Cabral gets her hand raised by Lauren Adams to cheers from the crowd.
DM: Tara Cabral with the win, and I think that cements her place on challenging for the Joshi Championship in four weeks!
RR: I thought it was a given to begin with! She's been on a huge roll as of late, three consecutive wins if I'm not mistaken!
DM: That's right! She's on a winning streak, and is looking for more!
Tara's celebration is cut short as the lights go pitch black then "Under and Over a Psychosocial" by Five Finger Death Punch and Slipknot plays on the sound system. The Reaper along with Calista and Zella, emerge from the back with cold, dark expressions on their faces. They slowly walk down the aisle, then get into the ring. Feeling as if she had no other options, Tara went right after Calista and Zella with anything she had. But Reaper came in and nearly turned her inside out with a lariat.
DM: Good GOD! Abby just folded her up like an Accordian!
RR: I don't like where this is going!
The three members of The Prophecy are savagely attacking Tara with Reaper directing traffic. Tara tried to fight them all off on her own but the numbers game caught up to her and she fell victim to their attacks. Tara was out of it and Reaper instructed Calista and Zella to hold her up as Reaper has a metal spike in her hand as she inches closer to a very defiant yet helpless Tara Cabral.
DM: I don't like this one bit! Somebody get out here and stop this!
Reaper raises the spike up... and drives it into the forehead of Tara, busting her open in the process. Reaper continues to jab Tara in the forehead with the spike. Just as she was about to deliver the fatal blow, Crystal Alvarez and Mariah Lopez ran out from the back to make the save. However, just as they were in the ring, the lights turned out, then as they went back on, The Prophecy were gone, enraging both Lopez and Alvarez who are checking on the condition of Tara Cabral.
DM: Abby Parker is playing mind games, or whatever the fuck she is doing!
RR: She's weird, Des! Thankfully Crystal and Mariah came out here before things could get worse! I don't think anybody had a clue as to how far Abby would have gone here tonight!
DM: As we're going to get this cleaned up, I'm getting word something's going down backstage! Can we get a camera back there?
The camera jumps backstage where the camera captures backstage attendants going on about their duties. A few recognizable members of the roster are seen as well but the focus seems to be on one attendant who’s in a panic. He moves hastily down the corridor, trying not to bump into people. A couple of heels on the roster even threaten to clock him one if he doesn’t watch it.
Attendant: Two broke chicks! I’m looking for two broke chicks! Has anybody seen two broke chicks?!
The poor guy gets a bunch of weird looks. He grabs a referee passing by, holding her by the shoulders.
Attendant: Excuse me!
Referee: Whoa! Watch it, buddy!
The man pulls his hands back, raising them in apology.
Attendant: Sorry! My bad. Have you seen two broke chicks?
The referee just looks at him, raising her eyebrow.
Referee: Uhh...dude? I think you’re in the wrong place to be asking that. Not to mention, you sound a little desperate if ya know what I mean.
Attendant: What? Wait… No!!! Not “two broke chicks”. “2 Broke Chicks”!
Referee: I’m...not following…?
Attendant: They have a match in like thirty minutes!
The referee’s eyes widened in realization.
Referee: Oh. OH!! You mean the new tag team! What, you can’t find them?
Attendant: No! I’m supposed to tell them they’re up in half an hour. Make sure they’re ready, yeah?
Referee: Yeah, I got ya. Hang on. Hey!
The referee calls out to everyone in the vicinity:
Referee: The new girls! Harper and Sanada! Anyone seen them around?
Attendant #2: I don’t think they’ve checked into the building yet!
Referee & Attendant #1: WHAT?!
We SLAM to an all black screen where a spray paint graphics sprays on the title card:
2 BROKE CHICKS
We cut back to the camera and it’s now in front of a gas station were the girls themselves are standing back against the wall away from the front doors. Chiaki Sanada leans back against the wall in baggy black pants, her platform boots and a baggy purple flannel over a black tank top. She’s also got a black bandana knotted around her head in the front. Her hands are stuffed into the pockets of her pants. Beside her is her friend, her tag partner, her colleague, her homegirl, Jane Harper, wearing a pair of cargo shorts, a black baseball cap with her cornrows dangling down her back with a tank top and a trench coat on over top of it. She’s just leaning against the wall, cigarette in her mouth as she looks at her friend and smiles. Chiaki drags on a cigarette and blows the smoke upward into the air.
Chiaki Sanada: Koredesu! Is time, Jane-chan! Dubayu dubayu ayy! We gon’ kick ass, make some fahkeen monies! 2 Broke Chicks up in dis bish, muhfuckah! IKOU!! LESSU GO!!!
Excited and fired up, Chiaki pumps her arm at her side before turning and just boots the trash can with a loud bang. Somewhere off camera, we hear….
Store Clerk: Hey!!! Don’t kick my goddamn trash can!
Chiaki Sanada: OI!!! Damare!! Fuck!! You!!
Not only does she throw the middle finger, she also thrusts her arm up and down to stress her point before leaning back against the wall and looks to Jane, “psshing” as she motions in the gas station clerk’s direction. Jane looks at Chiaki, taking a second cigarette and lighting it up before taking a drag and blowing out the smoke and shrugs her shoulders, giving Chiaki a look of “I don’t know what his problem is.” Chiaki just snorts in frustration and throws up one more middle finger at the unseen gas station guy for good measure. There’s a moment of silence - it’s almost peaceful, mind you - as Chiaki digs out her phone and taps through some things. With her smoke in her mouth, she shrugs up her other hand and snatches her cigarette out from her lips.
Chiaki Sanada: Oi! Dis fahkeen cowshit! Jenny and Kimmy Williams quiet as shit! Our match got no hype! We tweet tweet! Williams Dynasty act like two ten ply soft bishes. Put together, make them twenty ply!
Chiaki’s thumbs start to fly rapidly over her screen as she slowly reads out her tweet as she writes it.
Chiaki Sanada: Fahkeen...Williams...Dynasty. Couple...baby soft...ass...bishes. 2 Broke Chicks...in da...house. Pull...da fuck...up. At...dubayu...dubayu...ayy...ressu. Hashtag...Eff...En...Eff...one...eight...seven.
Chiaki nods, seemingly satisfied with her message but she raises her phone up to Jane first so she can see.
Chiaki Sanada: How dat? Jane-chan like?
Jane looks at her friend’s phone before pulling her phone out of her pocket and starts to type on it, comically loud before she turns it around to show Chiaki a thumbs up emoji and nods her head. Chiaki nods in approval first then taps her screen one more time, presumably sending the tweet. She looks back up at Jane then with a curious look on her pale, pierced face.
Chiaki Sanada: Nandayo? Jane-chan okay? Neko got you tongue?
Chiaki reaches up and, almost adorably, pokes Jane-chan in the cheek as if checking to see if she’s broken. Jane does her best to try and keep a straight face, but she’s unable to as she just laughs and shakes her head, letting her friend know she was okay. She then grabs Chiaki by the head and pulls her in and whispers something in her ear. Whatever she tells her gets Chiaki giggling, hand over her mouth as she bounces excitedly on her feet; her boots thumping against the sidewalk.
Chiaki Sanada: Ahso! Sugoi!
Chiaki goes through her phone again, seemingly searching for something again before she finds it. Something she sees gets her attention and she shows Jane her phone.
Chiaki Sanada: Ne! Jane-chan. Jenny Williams have many chanpionshippu. Top name for us to beat. Kimmy Williams….
She goes quiet again and appears to be searching again but shrugs her hand up, dragging on her cigarette some more.
Chiaki Sanada: Chi Chi find nothing. She act like discount Supa Sentai knockoff!
Chiaki finally drops her phone back in her pocket and looks at the camera.
Chiaki Sanada: We not impressed! Fuck you bish!
Jane looks at Chiaki and holds up her hand before running off camera for a moment. The sound of stuff being rummaged through and tossed can be heard as an empty liquor bottle comes flying through the shot and landing against the wall next to Chiaki before Jane comes running back into frame, her hands still empty.
Jane Harper: I tried to find anything relevant from them lately, but couldn’t find anything in the van.
Chiaki’s eyes go as wide as saucers as she looks between Jane and the camera.
Chiaki Sanada: OHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! Roast you asses, bish! Hold up. Chi Chi find!
Chiaki turns and throws the top of the trash can off before she starts digging through the trash itself. She makes an even bigger mess. Fountain drink cups. Cardboard hot dog trays. Chip bags. All just being thrown all over the place. Chiaki turns back to Jane and shrugs in defeat.
Chiaki Sanada: Chi Chi give up. Wait.
Something suddenly dawns on her and she pulls out her phone again. She takes one look at the screen and her eyes bug out again.
Chiaki Sanada: Nantekotta! Kuso yarō! We gonna be fahkeen late!!!
She flashes the clock on her screen to Jane before literally dashing off screen, towards their van. Jane takes off running after Chiaki in a panic as the door is heard opening and slamming shut. The van sputters to life after a few moments before black smoke fills the screen and tires squeal and the convenience store clerk comes out and sees the trash all over the sidewalk and he just has a defeated look on his face.
Store Clerk: Those damn girls!
He begins to pick up the trash as the scene fades out.
We come back from commercial break and right by the trainer's office stands Crystal Alvarez and Mariah Lopez, waiting patiently for something. With one person seemingly (but not confirmed) already in there, that's the limit as to how many wrestlers can be in that particular room.
Crystal Alvarez: I promise you, when I get my hands on Abby, I'm going to choke the fucking life out of that pale fake bitch.
Mariah Lopez: I'm right with you on that one. I'm sure Tara's just getting patched up.
The two of them calmly stand there, albeit rather impatiently at times. They stand there until both of them notice a familiar face walking down the hall which prompted Mariah to turn to Crystal.
Mariah Lopez: Before we go ahead and do this, allow me to do the talking.
Crystal Alvarez: Oh come on...
Mariah Lopez: I'm serious. You two don't exactly like each other, and to be honest, you do rub some people the wrong way with your demeanor and how you come off.
Crystal Alvarez: Its not my fault if people take offense to how I tell it. I say it is an indictment on them.
Mariah Lopez: Right....
The two of them stop Jung Moon as she's walking, with the Television Champion being "in the zone" as she's getting ready for the second defense of her TV Championship. She looks at both Mariah and Crystal with a sideway expression on her face.
Jung Moon: Can I help you two?
Crystal Alvarez: Well...
Mariah Lopez: [interrupts Crystal] We just want a little bit of your time, if that's okay with you.
Jung Moon: This better be good.
Mariah Lopez: We can make this worth your while. To get to the point, you were a victim of Toxic's bullshit antics two weeks ago, and we had your back after your match. We thank you for the assistance during Crystal and Reyna's match. With you now on their radar, we were wondering whether you wanted on our team against Toxic at War Games... or not?
Crystal Alvarez: The choice is yours, Jung.
Jung looks at both of them and ponders before turning directly to Crystal.
Jung Moon: I don't like you AT ALL, and I sure as hell DO NOT trust you...
Jung now turns to Mariah.
Jung Moon: You and I have had plenty of battles when it comes to the Tag Team Titles, as well as the Trios Titles. With all of that being said, Toxic is the plague of this company and Morgan holds a championship I am highly interested in holding when that time comes. So for the sake of this company... you can count me in. I will warn you right now, if Crystal so much as crosses me, I will hand her her ass on a silver platter.
Jung glares at Crystal for a moment.
Jung Moon: Now if you will excuse me, I have a title defense in just a few moments.
Jung moves past Mariah and Crystal who have a look of satisfaction on their faces.
Mariah Lopez: See? I told you to leave it to me, and it worked. We now have the Television Champion on our team.
Crystal Alvarez: Good job, Mariah. I still dislike Jung by the way.
Mariah Lopez: I know, that's why I insisted I would do the talking.
The two of them continue to talk and wait by the trainer's office as we head back to ringside for the introductions of our next match.
Michelle Silva: This next contest is scheduled for ONE FALL, and it is for the WWA TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP!
A pause occurs.
Michelle Silva: Introducing first!
"All Things Must Die" by Jeff Williams feat. Casey Lee Williams plays and the lights go from black to white as Raven Crowe walks out from the back.
Michelle Silva: Making her way to the ring, the challenger, from Salem, Massachusetts, weighing in at 114 pounds... RAVEN CROWE!
Raven looks around and walks down the aisle, with zero emotion on her face. She steps on to the steps and enters under the bottom rope. She stands in her corner and waits for the match to begin.
Michelle Silva: And her opponent!
The lights dim and the Steve Aoki Remix of "Mic Drop" by BTS begins to play with the fans cheering as loud as they possibly could. A spotlight slowly moves around until the beat picks up and it races around the arena. As the beat dies a bit the spotlight lands on an arena entrance way and out walks "Unforgettable" Jung Moon with a black baseball bat over her shoulder and the WWA Television Championship around her waist. She pauses to look around the arena before beginning to walk down the stairs ringside, timing it as the lyrics start.
Michelle Silva: She is residing in Brooklyn, New York by way of Seoul, South Korea, weighing in at 140 pounds! She is the WWA Television Champion; "The Unforgettable"... JUNG MOON!
As the song reaches the chorus Moon reaches the arena floor. She climbs the barricade and then mimics a mic drop before stepping off and landing on the ringside floor. She runs and slides on the apron on one knee grabbing the ropes with her free hand. Jung Moon walks to the corner turnbuckle and climbs from the outside and takes off her mask before she holds her fist out in the air as she nods her head to the music. She jumps into the ring and takes off her vest, hat, and bandanna before unstrapping the title from around her waist, raising it in the air before giving it to the referee as she prepares for her match to start.
Match 2: Jung Moon © vs. Raven Crowe [WWA Television Championship]
The bell sounds and right away, Jung Moon took Raven Crowe down with high impact moves. Jung was hard hitting early on, but Raven eventually fought back with a few blows to the face of the TV Champion. Jung was stunned and Raven capitalized on that with a spinning heel kick to the face! She hooked the leg but only got a Two count out of it! Raven continued the momentum and even hit a Tornado DDT that got her another near fall! Raven was getting frustrated, and that proved to be a mistake as Jung Moon hit her with a right palm strike to the face that stunned her.Jung was coming back in a big way with numerous strikes that left Raven reeling. Jung quickly followed up with a Palm Strike to the Heart followed by a spinning backhand to complete the Heart and Seoul! Jung had the cover... but Raven kicked out at Two! The near fall didn't break Jung's concentration as she kept the pressure on Raven... but Crowe had a little bit of a comeback and was trying all she could to win it. She tried for a suplex, but Jung blocked it, then countered into the Crescent Moon! Raven Crowe was out of it and Jung went to the top rope. As Raven got to her feet, Jung dove off and went for it....
DM: LUNAR ECLIPSE! JUNG MOON WITH THE LUNAR ECLIPSE TO RAVEN CROWE!
RR: That was violent! The crazy witch lady is out of it! I'd say this one is over!
DM: Brooke Kennedy is going to count the fall...
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WINNER, AND STILL WWA TELEVISION CHAMPION: "Unforgettable" Jung Moon via pinfall!
The Steve Aoki Remix of "Mic Drop" by BTS begins to play and Jung Moon is handed the Television Championship and raises it in the air to cheers from the crowd.
DM: Jung Moon with a second successful defense over a very game Raven Crowe!
RR: Seriously, Raven brought it but Jung Moon is that damn good!
Jung rolls out of the ring and celebrates her title defense. Raven starts to get up and is highly pissed off that she let this opportunity slip away. But things would become worse for her as Talia Areano stormed out from the back in fury and as Raven got up, Areano went into the ring and shared a few choice words with the resident witch of WWA. Raven took exception to Areano's anger and the two of them start throwing haymakers back and forth with one another.
DM: Here we go, Raven Crowe and Talia Areano are going at it!
RR: Areano is pissed off from Frenzy two weeks ago, but so is Raven Crowe!
The two of them are not letting up one bit. Backstage personnel and some wrestlers on the roster sprint out from the back and attempt to hold the two of them back. They both had words and even got in a couple of more shots at each other out of pure anger for one another. They continued to break away from the others to get more shots in on each other but eventually were separated from each other for good. Areano shouted some choice words to Raven before walking to the back while Raven looked downright pissed off while screaming the words "I WILL NOT BE IGNORED".
DM: This feud is heating up in a hurry!
RR: I don't know what exactly their beef stems from, nor what the fuck Raven means by she will not be ignored
DM: We're going to take a commercial break! We'll be back with more after these messages!
DM: Welcome back to Frenzy everybody, and we are about to show you a video that consists of Shannon Saint!
RR: Why?
DM: Don't ask me! I don't run this company! This video comes from none other than Tyler Brownlee!
RR: Danielle says Taint's not appearing on this show ever again, we don't need to give that fat piece of shit attention!
DM: Tyler insists on it rolling, and the WWA Twitter account hyped it up so I guess we have no choice! Roll the tape...
We open up to a pre-recorded segment, we're thinking from a week ago at least. Shannon Saint is walking around with a dejected expression on his face as he just lost his entire managing empire in front of the entire world. He walks out to the parking lot and places his bags in the trunk of his limo. Just before he manages to get inside of the limo, he was attacked by all four members of The Insanity Patients with pipes and baseball bats. Shannon couldn't exactly fight them off and he was getting pummelled to the point where he was bleeding from various parts of his body.
Shannon was trying to get himself up but the beating he was taking wasn't going to allow that to happen, and the shots The Insanity Patients were dishing out was hurting him tremendously. The beating suddenly stopped and two men in suits, one scrawny and the other built with muscles, walk up to the scene and have a look at the four members of the Insanity Patients. The scrawny one, idenitied as Tyler Brownlee, pulls out a wad of cash from his suit pocket and hands it to Ella Lopez who has a devilish smirk on her face.
Tyler Brownlee: Job well done, Ella. For that, Athena welcomes you to her team for War Games.
The two shake hands. Brownlee looks at his counterpart and speaks.
Tyler Brownlee: Leon, put him in the trunk.
The man identified as Leon Lonewolf looks at Brownlee, surprised that the roles are reversed here.
Leon Lonewolf: Usually its me who's all murder-happy. I'm impressed and proud of you. Now where are we taking him?
Tyler Brownlee: I dunno, I was hoping we figure this out along the way.
Leon Lonewolf: Fuck it, we'll have the Apocalypse take real good care of him until its time to release him.
Tyler Brownlee: Good idea. We will stop at Taint's headquarters first.
Leon Lonewolf: Why would we do that?
Tyler Brownlee: I'm fucking hungry, dammit! McDonalds is still open at this time at night.
Leon Lonewolf: We're in California dude. I was thinking Five Guys.
Tyler Brownlee: We'll gather up three more friends and we'll hit up a gi....
Leon Lonewolf: No dammit, NO! Was meaning the Burger joint ya sick freak.
Tyler Brownlee: Okay, okay, okay. That's never been your thing anyways. I think your girlfriend would kick me in the balls anyways.
Leon Lonewolf: That and she's here so yeah, joke wouldn't fly.
Tyler Brownlee: True. How about some KFC?
Leon Lonewolf: Works for me.
At this point, a beaten down Shannon Saint begins to speak.
Shannon Saint: I want... I want... I want some chicken...
Both Brownlee and Lonewolf knock him unconscious. Ella has her Patients grab Shannon and place him in the trunk.
Ella Lopez: We’ll take it from here.
Ella and The Patients get into the limo and drive off, leaving both Brownlee and Lonewolf flabbergasted.
Tyler Brownlee: Good job, sport. Now we have to wait until your girlfriend is done.
Leon Lonewolf: Works for me. I’m hungry as fuck though.
The scene fades out. The camera pans back to Desiree and Rachel who look rather shocked at what they just witnessed.
DM: Well, I mean, Shannon being is… I’m speechless Rachel! What the fuck!?
RR: Brownlee must have paid a premium for the Patients to beat up and kidnap the fat man! Ella is now a part of Athena's team for War Games and got some cash in exchange for that ass whipping!
DM: They’ve had a working agreement with Athena in the past, but this is PCW levels of insanity!
RR: I’m not disagreeing with you there! I hope this doesn’t end up in a Network 2.0 situation!
DM: You and me both! I don’t want to deal with that shit ever again!
RR: We're going to take it to Michelle Silva for our next contest of the night!
DM: That’s supposed to be my part!
RR: You were too slow to the punch!
We pan to the ring for the introductions.
Michelle Silva: This next contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
A pause occurs.
Michelle Silva: Introducing first!
Motley Crue’s “Wildside” starts up and the members of Wildside, Seleana and Zenna Zdunich along with their manager, Maja Lindström, make their way out of the entryway.
Michelle Silva: Accompanied by Zenna Zdunich and Maja Lindström, residing in Los Angeles, California by way of Halmstad, Sweden, weighing in at 125 pounds; SELEANA "THE CAT" ZDUNICH!
Not long later, the three of them make their way down the aisle. They enter the ring and raises their arms as the crowd cheers them on.
Michelle Silva: And her opponent!
"Bad Reputation" by Avril Lavigne begins to blare all across the sound system to major boos from the crowd and as it does Kate Steele begins to emerge from the back with Mariella Lopez right by her side.
Michelle Silva: Accompanied to the ring by Mariella Lopez, she is from Berkshire, England, weighing in at 110 pounds, "The Siren"... KATE STEELE!
A big smile forms on Kate's face as she and Mariella walk down the aisle and the boos just keep on coming. Kate slides in underneath the bottom rope, then springs up with a smirk, knowing that destruction awaits for her opposition.
Match 3: Seleana Zdunich (w/Zenna Zdunich) vs. Kate Steele (w/Mariella Lopez)
The match starts and right away Seleana goes after Kate with her signature arial attack, taking "The Siren" down a notch or two. The strategy worked and Seleana got a near fall after a sunset flip. She kept the pressure on but Kate gained control with a HARD KICK right to the side of the head that completely rocked her before following up with a snap suplex, then the cover... but got a Two count out of it! Kate continued the momentum and decides to slow down the match with a side headlock before transitioning into a back suplex and another cover... but again Seleana kicked out at the count of Two!Kate was in control here and continued to take it to Seleana... but Sel eventually fought back and stunned Kate with strikes and kicks to any part of the body she could make it to. Seleana took a dazed Steele and hit her with a hip toss. Kate got back up and Seleana hit her with an open hand slap to the face before hitting a Hurricanrana, complete with the pin... but only a Two count! Seleana continued the upperhand with strikes to keep Kate on the mat before going to the top rope... and hitting the elbow drop before immediately hooking the leg... NO! Only a Two count!
This contest was neck and neck and Kate had gotten the upperhand again with a smashmouth style of wrestling. But Seleana was staying in it with her own form of strikes then a jumping enzuigiri to take Kate back down to the mat. Seleana signaled for Kattöga but outside of the ring, Christina Fierce appeared from out of nowhere and smashed a steel chair into the back of Zenna Zdunich to take her down. This momentarily distracted Seleana who tried to run Christina off, but couldn't exactly get to one-third of the Trios Champions as of this time as Fierce quickly bailed. Kate at this point was purched on the top rope, and as Seleana turned around, Kate dived off - AND HIT HER WITH SILENCE IS GOLDEN! Seleana was down and Kate quickly went for the cover where Brooke Kennedy counted the fall...
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WINNER: "The Siren" Kate Steele via pinfall!
"Bad Reputation" by Avril Lavigne plays and the fans boo as Mariella Lopez raises Kate's hand and celebrates with her.
DM: That is a damn shame! They can't win without fucking cheating!
RR: It's only cheating if you get caught! I'm not condoning what Mariella and company are doing, although I know first-hand what lengths she will go to to make sure a client of hers wins a match!
Christina Fierce comes back out but is not alone as Bianca Davis, Veronica Taylor and both Lola and Kelli Saint are accompanying her. They along with Steele start beating down Seleana Zdunich. It was a six against one beating and the fans are booing all over it. Zenna managed to recover despite the chair shot from earlier but the numbers were just too much. Ella Lopez even tried her hand at helping out and fared well for a brief bit, but alas, no dice.
DM: It is three against six! The Zdunich Clan and Ella Lopez can only do so much!
RR: Don't forget, it could be seven against three with Mariella being trained for combat!
Jane Harper and Chiaki Sanada run out from the back for some assistance against the MLE faction and was doing quite well for themselves, but once the tide turned against them. That's when the lights turned off in the arena, placing the ring into complete darkness. After a few moments, "The Demi Goddess" known as Athena appears in the ring beside the five of them, then takes it immediately to the MLE clan. Athena went after Kate Steele, Jane and Chi Chi were after Bianca and Vero, Ella went up against Fierce, and Seleana and Zenna were against Lola and Kelli Saint.
DM: It is six against six! The odds are now even, thanks to Athena and the 2 Broke Chicks!
RR: And the latter two have a match coming up in just moments! They came to get themselves some early!
The two sides were brawling with one another, scrapping with their hands and even their feet. Eventually the MLE clan were sent retreating from the ring when all six members of their opposition threw them out to the floor, sparking a huge array of cheers from the audience.
DM: Mariella's team members just got dumped on their asses!
RR: You can't say they didn't have this one coming! I wonder whether or not these six are the confirmed War Games participants against Mariella's band of toys though!
DM: I'm sure we'll get that answer soon enough! But it is time for a commercial break! We'll be back in just a little bit!
We come back from the break and "Toxic (Metal Cover)" by Solence plays and the crowd in the Compound BOOS as loud as they possibly could. Morgan Simmons is the first to walk out with the WWA World Championship on her shoulder. Jenn Simmons is next carrying a metal briefcase. Behind them are Dana and Amber Simmons, Terra and Hikari Richards. The six of them walk down the aisle and eventually get into the ring. Morgan snatches the microphone from a stagehand.
Morgan Simmons: You people got to witness firsthand just how we operate... but let me remind you that it was just a small sample of what we can do.
Morgan says with a sinister smirk on her face.
Morgan Simmons: Speaking of which, it seems as if we have some suitors who are willing to step up to our challenge for War Games. Led by two leeches known as Crystal Alvarez and Mariah Lopez, we have suitors who want to throw their names into the jar so they can be destroyed by the renegades, the greatest group to ever grace this business.
Morgan says with intensity in her voice.
Morgan Simmons: Later tonight, I give Joanna an opportunity of a lifetime. I give her a chance to become the World Champion. She whined and cried for an opportunity and here she has it. All of you uncultured swine watching in the stands, watching at home and certainly you idiots in the back all want her to beat me for the title, but news flash, she's not going to win THIS CHAMPIONSHIP!
Morgan flashes the championship for all to see.
Morgan Simmons: This championship that I am holding is a symbol of the shield that is the Women's Wrestling Alliance. The shield of this company is a sham, it is a farce, we don't care about the shield and the compass of this company. You want to know how I feel about the present design of the WWA World Championship? DO YOU!? Dana, get me a trash can. Amber, get me the steps.
Dana goes out of the ring and grabs a trash can while Amber goes to get the steel steps and both end up back in the ring. Amber drops the steel steps in the center of the ring and Dana places the trash can on top. Morgan climbs the steps and the title is right by her side.
Morgan Simmons: Say goodbye to the shield of this company...
Morgan drops the title in the trash can then places the lid on the trash can before she motions for Jenn to open up the briefcase. Jenn opens it and inside is a championship belt, a white strap with the center plate presenting a skull with the WWA logo on the top, and the Toxic logo on the side plates. The championship belt is presented to Morgan, and the "Brutal Knight" proudly raises the title in the air to massive boos from the crowd with the rest of Toxic rallying around their leader to celebrate.
Morgan Simmons: THIS... IS THE NEW WWA WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP! ISN'T SHE BEAUTIFUL!?
The crowd boos as loud as they possibly can.
Morgan Simmons: I will be champion for as long as I want to be the champion. NOBODY can take this away from me. NOBODY can deny MY GREATNESS! There's more destruction to come from US.
"Toxic (Metal Cover)" by Solence plays and the crowd BOOS loudly as Morgan raises her newly designed World Title while the rest of Toxic celebrates alongside her.
DM: This has to be the lowest moment in the history of this company, and that's saying something when The Ninja Squad ran rampage two years ago!
RR: Toxic is a shameful group, we both have known this for years! I think they're worse than ever to be honest!
DM: Oh God, that's a scary fucking thought! Let's take it to Michelle for the introductions of our next contest!
We pan to the ring for the introductions of our next contest.
Michelle Silva: This next contest is a Tag Team match, scheduled for ONE FALL!
A pause occurs.
Michelle Silva: Introducing first!
"Go Go Power Rangers" by Ron Wasserman plays and the fans boo as Kimberly Williams, along with her husband Todd, walk out from the back in arrogance, but they're not alone as Jennifer Williams is behind her.
Michelle Silva: They are accompanied by Todd Williams, at a combined weight of 245 pounds! Kimberly Williams and Jennifer Williams... THE WILLIAMS DYNASTY!
The three of them all walk down the aisle, taking in the boos before getting into the ring. Todd hypes up his girls and has one final pep talk before he exits the ring and they get ready for the match to begin.
Michelle Silva: And their opponents!
You know, I'm tired of all the aggression, huh
I just wanna sing songs like when we were kids, you know
You know that
Zamknij kurwa ryj!
Słoń and Dope D.O.D.’s “Make’em Bleed” comes on over the PA system as the arena lights dim down, bringing all attention to the lighting on and around the stage. Everyone’s attention is on the entrance curtain when, all of a sudden, a mechanical rattling is heard. From the side of the stage, an old 1960s model van crawls in, seemingly, on it’s dying legs. A total rust bucket, to put it kindly. As the opening refrain with Skits Vicious begins, the front doors open and out come 2 Broke Chicks. In name and literally! Getting out on the driver’s side, Jane Harper clearly has the keys in her hand but the engine is still sputtering until she gives it a frustrated Spartan kick to cut it off. There’s some visible laughs of amusement as Jane then turns towards the stage and tries to look serious as she approaches the ramp. From the passenger side, Chiaki Sanada gives their trusty rusty ride an adoring pat before running to catch up with her partner.
Michelle Silva: On their way to the ring, at a combined weight of 235 pounds; Jane "The Hammer" Harper and Chiaki Sanada, together they are... 2 BROKE CHICKS!
As the two make their way down the ramp, Jane’s attempt to stay serious is all but lost once Chiaki moves in front of her, just goofing off and throwing random signs at the camera in sync with their music. The strength of the duo finally breaks into laughter at the little one’s antics and the pair continue towards the ring. Once they reach ringside, Jane comes in behind Chiaki and lifts the crazy little Joshi up onto her shoulders. She makes a lap around the ring itself while Chiaki’s waving her arms from side to side over her head, trying to get the fans to join in. They do, for the most part. Chiaki hops off of Jane’s shoulders and onto the apron. She’s back to throwing thuggish little hand signals as Jane climbs onto the apron. Jane climbs into the ring and stands behind Chiaki who is still doing her thing as they both throw up their actual, personal team gesture. Chiaki finally gets into the ring and the two of them move to their corner, removing their entrance gear and getting in a bit of last minute extra stretching as they get ready for their match.
Match 4: 2 Broke Chicks (Jane Harper and Chiaki Sanada) vs. The Williams Dynasty (Jennifer and Kimberly Williams)
The bell rings and it is the debut of Jane Harper and Chiaki Sanada of 2 Broke Chicks against The Williams Dynasty, represented tonight by Jennifer and Kimberly Williams! Kim Williams and Chiaki Sanada start things off for their respective teams and Kim right away executed a hard right hand to Sanada. Sanada felt her jaw, smirked and knocked the living hell out of Kim with a right of her own. Kim was down and tagged out to Jennifer Williams. Jen was shocked but ultimately came into the match where upon arrival, Sanada hit her with a STIFF knee to the face before tagging out to Jane Harper.Harper and Sanada double teamed Jennifer for a little bit before Sanada stepped out to the apron and grabbed the tag rope. Harper was talking a little bit of trash while smacking the hell out of Jennifer with a palm strike to the face. Jennifer was stunned and Harper followed up with a Ripcord clothesline that could have turned her inside out. Jennifer looked out of it, and Palmer shouted "C'mon bitch, get the fuck up as she was pacing back and forth while Jennifer Williams isn't really moving much.
DM: The 2 Broke Chicks have been flat out dominant so far, Rach!
RR: I'm very impressed with what I'm seeing! They have fire and they kick ass! If I had any money, I would give it to them, and definitely over the racist Paisley Sisters!
Palmer didn't hesitate in knocking Kimberly Williams off of the apron before she said "fuck it" and got Jennifer up and on her shoulders while Sanada climbed to the top turnbuckle then dives from the top rope and delivers a Destroyer.
DM: What a wicked move! From my notes, they call that Pay Day!
RR: Quite fitting of a name! They literally arrived, kicked ass, and leave! They don't get paid by the hour!
DM: Jane Palmer with the cover! This one is over!
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WINNERS: 2 Broke Chicks via pinfall!
“Make’em Bleed” by Słoń and Dope D.O.D. plays and referee Stephanie Lawrence raises the hands of Harper and Sanada.
DM: The 2 Broke Chicks came in, whipped some ass and leave as winners!
RR: I liked this! As an expert of tag team wrestling, I approve of what Jane Harper and Chi Chi Sanada did in the ring! They made work of the Williams Dynasty!
DM: Folks, I'm hearing The Gladiator Sisters are at WWA Headquarters and they have something to say! Do we have a camera over there on site? If so, let's send it over there!
We pan to a pre-recorded video where Elektra and Desdemona Stratos are at the WWA Headquarters in Los Angeles, California. The two of them get their makeup done precisely like they want it done, then the microphones strapped to them before Elektra takes the lead.
Elektra Stratos: Being the big time stars that we are, we needed our own time to speak in a setting where none of the roster would bother us or God forbid, attack us.
Desdemona Stratos: Like our crazy former friend, Joanna?
Elektra Stratos: Especially her. By the way, we read what you said about us on Twitter. Your little attempt at covering up the fact that you held us down was rather... shit Des, what's the word I'm looking for?
Desdemona Stratos: Ridiculous! Jo, you didn't want to be in a team with us. You never did, and once you found an out to separate from us for good, you took it and never looked back.
Elektra Stratos: You can deny using your newfound celebrity status to keep us off television all you want, until your heart is content but we know the truth. My sister and I just weren't good looks for your success, we allegedly would have held you back when we would have continued supporting you. You turned your back on us for the fame and for the fortune you sanctimonious bitch.
Desdemona Stratos: You tell 'em sis.
Elektra Stratos: In two weeks, we make our in-ring return to this company. We'll face whichever inferior tag team management puts in-front of us, we don't give a damn. Then once we're done mopping the floor with that tag team, then management will give us what WE WANT for Wildcard IX, and that is you in a two on one Handicap match, Jo.
Desdemona Stratos: She might use her Hollywood status to deny us. She's Hollywood Jo, sis.
Elektra Stratos: Well Hollywood Jo better be grateful we're not there this week but we will see the disloyal piece of shit in two weeks, you can best believe that.
As the video ends, we go to a commercial break.
Michelle Silva: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
A pause occurs.
Michelle Silva: Introducing first!
Strobe lights begin flickering all around the entrance as the opening guitar riff of "Get Jinxed" starts up. Through the flickering lights a petite form appears, bounding down the aisle to the ring. Trixie "Jinx" Decker waves to the fans cheering her and blows kisses to those who boo her.
Michelle Silva: On her way to the ring, from Flint, Michigan, weighing in at 117 pounds... TRIXIE DECKER!
She pulls herself up onto the ring's skirt, hopping onto the top rope and facing the fans. She blows one more kiss before flipping backwards and landing on her feet. Giving a final wave to everyone, Trixie takes her place in her corner.
Michelle Silva: And her opponent!
The lights in the arena go dark as "Vordt Of The Boreal Valley (Full) (Dark Souls 3 Complete, Unused and DLC OST)" by Motoi Sakuraba begins to play. Dokueki steps out onto the stage, a kendo stick in hand as she stares at the floor for a few seconds, letting the music play. She smirks, shaking her head before sauntering down the ramp to the ring, shouting insults in Japanese to the crowd.
Michelle Silva: Hailing from Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 160 lbs., she is the Poison Dragon....
Dokueki has rolled into the ring by this point and climbed onto the middle turnbuckle holding her arms wide, eyes closed, face turned toward the ceiling.
Michelle Silva: ... DOKUEKI!
Dokueki is acting in arrogance before she starts shouting insults in Japanese then turning and dropping back to the mat.
Match 5: Trixie Decker vs. Dokueki, The Poison Dragon
This is Trixie's first contest on Friday Night Frenzy, and she's going up against the returning Dokueki who was unbeaten in her time with the company. The contest began and Trixie was trying to figure out the best way to combat this destructive force so she decided to talk a little trash. Dokueki stared coldly at Trixie before blasting her in the face with an open palm strike. Dokueki kept on with the ruthless strikes before hitting a German Suplex. She made the cover... but Trixie kicked out at the count of Two!Dokueki kept on the pressure, but Trixie wasn't going to say die. Trixie managed to get herself back to her feet and grazed Dokueki with a backstand, followed up with a Tilt-a-whirl leg scissors before covering her and getting a One count out of it! Despite being at a size disadvantage in this one, Trixie was showing a ton of heart by withstanding anything Dokueki brought to the table. Dokueki tried for another open palm strike... but Trixie ducked it before hitting her with the Lungblower! Dokueki was taken down and Trixie went for the pin... but Dokueki kicked out at the count of Two!
The crowd was firmly behind Trixie as the underdog in this match had two near falls on one of the more dominant women in wrestling today. Trixie managed to climb the top rope but was also playing up to the fans. As Dokueki got up, Trixie went for the diving crossbody... but Dokueki caught her and PLANTED HER DOWN with a Fallaway Slam! Dokueki shouted something in Japanese and got Trixie back up to her feet, hooking her in position... and DROPPING HER DOWN with the Dragon's Dive! Trixie was out of it and Dokueki made the cover as Lauren Adams went down to count...
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WINNER: Dokueki, The Poison Dragon via pinfall!
"Vordt Of The Boreal Valley (Full) (Dark Souls 3 Complete, Unused and DLC OST)" by Motoi Sakuraba begins to play but Dokueki continues her rampage and assaults Trixie after the bell has rang.
DM: Dokueki is attacking Trixie, and I don't know what the hell the meaning is behind this!
RR: Are you going to tell her to stop!?
DM: Hell no I'm not! And we know damn well you're not going to either!
RR: You're not telling any lies! She scares the living shit out of me!
Dokueki is pounding Trixie at every turn she could. Trixie was trying to fight back but the strength and power of Dokueki was a little too much, not to mention the fatigue and punishment she already received during the contest. Just as Dokueki was about to go for the Dragon's Dive - Erin Hayes appeared from out of nowhere... and delivered a Buzzsaw like kick right to Dokueki's face to graze the "Poison Dragon", as well as to release Trixie Decker from harms way. Trixie recovers just enough to help Erin clothesline her over the top rope and to the floor below.
DM: Dokueki has been removed from the ring! This is unheard of!
RR: Damn right it is! Nobody has really thrown Dokueki out of the ring and send her packing! It took two people to do that!
DM: No doubt, and you gotta believe Dokueki is highly angry about it!
RR: Angry is an understatement but I know what you meant by it!
DM: With that, we're going to commercial! We'll be back with more in a few minutes!
We come back to Frenzy and the scene opens up to a penthouse apartment in beautiful Toronto, Ontario, Canada that is owned by Angelina Williams. Inside of the apartment seats Angelina Williams, Lexi Reiyne, Kelly Hampton and Derek Saunders around a glass table, and on the table is none other than the legendary Burn Book, pink in color with a lock on it to keep the book closed and safe.
Kelly Hampton: Welcome everyone to the latest episode of Mi Pi TV. Ladies, we are gathered here today in Angelina's lovely home due to the events of two weeks ago when Jeannie Walker and Amanda McDaniels, also known as Fat Excrement and the Wish version of Lurch from the Addams Family respectively. Those two pieces of shit are now on the radar along with their annoying ass manager Karen Lopez.
Lexi Reiyne: I believe that's Mariella...
Kelly Hampton: Heh, I don't give a flying fuck what her name is. She acts like a Karen, is even dumber than Karen Smith, and is an overall plague to this industry that is professional wrestling. Am I forgetting anything?
Angelina Williams: I believe you have tallied everything. Little history lesson because this will be very important. While we have encountered biological members of her family before, this is our first go against Mariella, and she picked the two biggest AND DUMBEST people on the roster.
Derek Saunders: Literally.
Kelly Hampton: Yessssss. As mentioned two weeks ago, I once was the managerial presence for Jeannie Walker, aka Fat piece of shit; and I even led her to the Women's Wrestling Alliance Television Championship back in 2018 during the reign of terror known as The Ninja Squad and The Network fiasco. She held that belt until some people started crying like babies and that was the end of that. I also led her to the Cardinal City Pro North American Heavyweight Championship and that led to me winning the 2017 Non Wrestling Personality of the Year for that company. But little did I know that Mariella Lopez somehow and someway managed to steal Jeannie's contract from right under my nose.
Angelina Williams: [in her best Mr. Mackey impersonation] Stealing is bad, mkay.
Kelly Hampton: Exactly. Now am I sad that Jeannie is no longer my client? No, not really. I won't force anybody to be represented by me if they don't want to, but I'll be damned if I have some bottom of the barrel member of a prestigious wrestling family steal something from me and get away with it. Mariella Lopez thinks she's hot shit, she thinks she's untouchable because of her last name which is famous off of the back of the owner of this company, and to a lesser extent, Mariah Lopez as well... but as already exhibited with the girls from The Purge, Mrs. Loud ass bitch is just that, a loud ass bitch who does nothing but run her fucking mouth.
Lexi Reiyne: She's like super annoying. Her voice is the equivlant of nails on a chalk board. Urgo.
Kelly Hampton: Great analogy, Lexi. It's all true, a great annoyance to society and a fucking plague on this sport we hold near and dear to us. It's not about wanting Beauty back or anything, God no... its the principle of the matter. I don't appreciate low life idiots stealing from me, and with your misdeeds Mariella, you will have a section dedicated to you in the Burn Book.
Kelly picks the Burn Book up and shows it for all to see.
Kelly Hampton: This book is legendary for the movie Mean Girls. Our personal idols The Plastics filled it with rumors, secrets and insults about others, and we have more or less done the same. People such as Mariah Lopez, Rachel Robinson, Mya Denton, Toyota Toyota and others are in this book. Even Abby Parker is in this.
Derek Saunders: She's a fake ass Reaper.
Kelly Hampton: That she is. Mariella has never entered the book... until now. You don't fuck with Mi Pi Sexy and get away with it. Unlike the cheap fucking knockoff Craigslist version of us, we are the TRUE Bad Girls club of professional wrestling and come Wildcard IX, we're going to show you just why we cleanse the world one UGLY person at a time.
Angelina Williams: That's an official challenge by the way. We'll see if those overgrown sacks of crap actually accepts or they cower behind their shit-talking manager and duck us like the bitches they are. One way or another, Lexi and I WILL get our match against you two. One way or another...
We fade back into the arena, then the ring where Michelle Silva is ready for the introductions of our next match.
Michelle Silva: The following tag team contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
A pause occurs.
"Last Chance Saloon" by Deviant and Naive Ted plays and Alice Manson walks out on stage followed by Bathory and Dr. Lester. Alice has her black baseball bat in her hand as she stalks towards the ring. Alice threatens to hit some fans, but turns her attention back to the ring.
Michelle Silva: Accompanied to the ring by Dr. Lester, at a combined weight of 305 pounds, representing The Prophecy; Alice Manson AND BATHORY!
Both Alice and Bathory climb the apron before stepping slowly into the ring. The two of them hand their equipment to Lester before going to their corner and waiting for the match to start.
Michelle Silva: And their opponents!
"CrushCrushCrush" by Paramore plays and the crowd boos as Tamara Jones and Mercedes Mendoza walks out from the back with Angela Lopez accompanying the rather large duo.
Michelle Silva: Accompanied by Angela Lopez, at a combined weight of 478 pounds; Tamara Jones and Mercedes Mendoza, together they are... GLITTER!
They all walk down the aisle together, not paying any mind to the booing fans before getting into the ring. Mercedes and Tamara stand together while Angela talks them up, then strategy before they wait for the match to begin.
Match 6: The Prophecy (Alice Manson and Bathory w/Dr. Lester) vs. GLITTER (Mercedes Mendoza and Tamara Jones w/Angela Lopez)
The match begins and right away, it was Alice Manson starting things off against Tamara Jones. Tamara had the upperhand early due to her size advantage but Alice roared back with a rake to the eyes of Tamara before chopping the big tree down by targeting her legs then tagging out to Bathory. Bathory continued the momentum for the former Tag Team Champions and managed to hit Tamara with a clothesline. The size was about even for these two but Bathory had the upperhand... until Tamara hit a clothesline, then covered Bathory... but only got a Two count!Tamara quickly tagged out to Mercedes Mendoza, and the two hit Bathory with a double suplex. Mercedes was about to go for the cover, but Bathory quickly sat up and started taking it to Mercedes with her power based offense, mixed in with some brawling style as well. Mercedes got in a couple of blows to try and graze Bathory, but the "Iron Maiden" wasn't fazed and fired back to do the same to Mercedes. Eventually Mercedes was stunned and Bathory grabbed her, and hit her with a belly-to-back suplex. Alice Manson came in and knocked Tamara off of the apron which freed Bathory up to hit the Iron Maiden to Mercedes, then the cover as Brooke Kennedy went down to count the fall...
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WINNERS: The Prophecy via pinfall!
"Last Chance Saloon" by Deviant and Naive Ted plays and Lester stands tall with both Alice Manson and Bathory.
DM: The Prophecy wants the Tag Team Titles, and they felt as if they may have just sent a message to The Purge!
RR: I don't think that's quite enough! Looks like Alice and Bathory wanna do more!
Rachel's words were coming true as they were beating up on Tamara Jones, at Lester's orders. Bathory and Alice are smashing Tamara with lead pipes to huge boos from the crowd. They beat her down enough to where Bathory lifted the big woman up and placed her in a Tombstone Piledriver like position. Alice runs and jumps and spikes Tamara down with a sitout piledriver.
DM: MASS PANIC! BATHORY AND ALICE JUST HIT THE MASS PANIC TO TAMARA JONES!
RR: I've been hit with that, its not fucking pretty!
Both Mercedes and Tamara are down and Lester has a microphone.
Dr. Lester: Bathory and Alice are READY to become Tag Team Champions AGAIN! Zombie, Hairicin, I hope you were watching because your short little reign as Tag Team Champion is about to come to a close and you two slobs will be in for a MASS PANIC attack. ALL HAIL... THE PROPHECY!
"Last Chance Saloon" plays again and the trio leaves as we head to our last commercial break.
We come back from the break and both Crystal Alvarez and Mariah Lopez have approached none other than Reyna Carter.
Mariah Lopez: We know you expressed interest in our cause, Reyna. We are aware that you too want to take down the cancerous force known as Toxic.
Reyna Carter: You're not wrong. Despite not being fond of your friend over here, I have a bone to pick with two Toxic members in particular for what they did to me nearly a year ago.
Mariah Lopez: I share that very history myself, especially for what they did to Rachel last year. Not to drag on or anything, but I must ask the question; are you in on the team to oppose Toxic inside of War Games, or not?
Reyna acts as if she's thinking before giving her answer.
Reyna Carter: Count me in.
She shakes hands with Mariah, then is face-to-face with Crystal Alvarez.
Reyna Carter: If you happen to fuck with me at all during this, I won't hesitate in kicking your ass from pillar to post. Don't fuck with me Crystal, otherwise its your life.
Crystal has a smirk on her face and laughs at Reyna's threats.
Crystal Alvarez: For the sake of beating Toxic, I am the least of your worries, but once this is over with, I'll take pleasure in putting your ass back on the shelf. Then I go after your boyfriend who deliberately injured me, but until then and if you provoke me, I'll take all of that anger out on your bitch ass.
Mariah has to get in-between the two alpha females.
Mariah Lopez: I'll be in touch, Rey.
Reyna nods her head at Mariah then flips the finger at Crystal before departing. Mariah then looks at Crystal with disappointment, and the "KO Queen" notices.
Crystal Alvarez: Go ahead, lay it on me.
Mariah Lopez: You couldn't keep yourself in check for just a couple of minutes?
Crystal Alvarez: You know how I feel about her...
Mariah Lopez: But STILL though. This is bigger than the Crystal Alvarez and Reyna Carter beef. This is about protecting this company. Toxic killed one company we were a part of, and I'll be damned if I allow her to kill this one, the very company that has my family's fingerprints all over it. Imagine how Dani would feel if yours and Rey's differences allowed Toxic to officially have WWA closed down.
Crystal Alvarez: I suppose you make a point. I fucking HATE Reyna Carter though.
Mariah Lopez: She's a part of the team now so you two will have to learn to get along, OR ELSE! Remember the alternatives could be very VERY BAD!
Crystal Alvarez: I hear you, loud and clear.
We pan to the ring for the introductions of the competitors of our main event of the evening.
Michelle Silva: The following contest is your MAAAAAIN EVENT of the evening, scheduled for ONE FALL, and it is for the WWA WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!
A pause occurs.
Michelle Silva: Introducing first!
"Roar" by Katy Perry starts to play as Joanna is on top of the big screen with a vine in her hand. She lets out a loud roar before she proceeds to swing down from the vine to the stage below.
Michelle Silva: She is the challenger, from Deep in the Jungle, weighing in at 147 pounds, "The Huntress"... JOANNA!!!
Joanna sprints down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope. She goes to the top rope and bangs her chest like Tarzan.
Michelle Silva: And her opponent!
"Du Hast" by Rammstein hits and the crowd boos extremely loud as Morgan Simmons walks out onto the stage, wearing a black leather jacket with rhinestone details on it over her wrestling attire and the WWA World Championship around her waist. She looks at the crowd before beginning her ascent down the ramp.
Michelle Silva: Making her way to the ring, from Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 140 pounds. She is the leader of Toxic AND THE WWA World Champion; "The Brutal Knight"... MORGAN SIMMONS!!!
Morgan walks down the aisle, not paying any mind to the crowd. She hops on the apron and steps in-between the ropes. She hopped on the top turnbuckle and looked out into the crowd, raising the World Title in the air to even more boos before hopping off and stretching on the ropes before handing her jacket to the attendant at ringside. She admires the World Championship before handing it to the referee.
Main Event: Morgan Simmons © vs. Joanna [WWA World Championship]
The match begins! And the two competitors lock up!.........Morgan eventually gets the upper hand, and locks in a waist lock!..........but Joanna refuses to give up! And reverses it into a side headlock!.........but Morgan refuses to give up! And reverses it into a wrist lock!........but Joanna refuses to give up! And reverses it into a waist lock!.......but Morgan refuses to give up! And reverses it into a side head lock!........but Joanna refuses to give up! Fights out of it by delivering a few elbow strikes to the midsection!.......runs into the ropes!...........springboards off the ropes!.......springboard crossbody!ONE!!!
TWO!!! Morgan kicks out!
TWO!!! Morgan kicks out!
...........Morgan eventually gets to her feet as Joanna knocks her back down with a dropkick! Morgan gets back to her feet as Joanna throws her back down with a arm drag! Morgan gets back to her feet again as Joanna throws her back down with another arm drag! Morgan gets to her feet as Joanna delivers a few punches to the face!........and sends Morgan to the outside of the ring!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Morgan begins making her way to her feet as Joanna runs into the ropes!
FIVE!!!
Joanna runs back at Morgan as she makes her way to her feet!........dives rough the ropes!......Yes! Suicide dive!
ONE!!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
Joanna gets to her feet!
FOUR!!!
Joanna lifts Morgan to her feet!
FIVE!!!
And she manages to get them both back in the ring! She then lifts Morgan to her feet, locks in a wait lock! And throws her over her head with a German suplex!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE- NO!!! Morgan kicks out!
TWO!!!
THRE- NO!!! Morgan kicks out!
Joanna locks in a grounded waist lock!...........but Morgan refuses to give up! So Joanna puts more pressure on the hold!.........but Morgan still refuses to give up!........And eventually begins fighting her way to her feet!.........she eventually gets there! And reverses it into a side headlock!........but Joanna refuses to give up! So Morgan puts more pressure on the hold!.......but Joanna still refuses to give up! And reverses it into a wrist lock!.........but Morgan refuses to give up! So Joanna wrenches the arm!..............but Morgan still refuses to give up!.........and eventually reverses it into a waist lock!...........but Joanna refuses to give up! So Morgan puts more pressure on the hold!..........but Joanna still refuses to give up! So Morgan throws her over her head with a German suplex! She then lifts Joanna to her feet, locks in a full Nelson choke hold! And throws her over her head with a suplex!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE- NO!!! Joanna kicks out!
TWO!!!
THRE- NO!!! Joanna kicks out!
Morgan locks in a grounded wrist lock!...........but Joanna refuses to give up! So Morgan puts more pressure on the hold!.......but Joanna still refuses to give up! So Morgan lifts her to her feet, and switches to a normal wrist lock!..........but Joanna refuses to give up! So Morgan delivers a few elbow strikes to the arm!............and wrenches the arm!..........but Joanna still refuses to give up! So Morgan throws her back down! And switches back to a grounded wrist lock!............but Joanna refuses to give up! So Morgan puts more pressure on the hold!..........but Joanna still refuses to give up! So Morgan lifts her to her feet, and switches back to a normal wrist lock!...........but Joanna refuses to give up! So Morgan delivers a few elbow strikes to the arm!........and wrenches the arm!..........but Joanna still refuses to give up! So Morgan throws her back down! And switches back to a grounded wrist lock!...........but Joanna refuses to give up! So Morgan puts more pressure on the hold!..........but Joanna still refuses to give up!..........and eventually begins making her way to the ropes!.........she eventually gets there! But Morgan refuses to release the hold!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Morgan releases the hold just before the five count! She then lifts Joanna to her feet, drags her to the middle of the ring..........delivers a hard kick to the midsection! Places her in position! Hooks the arms! Lifts her up! And slams her down with a Tiger Bomb!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE- NO!!! Joanna kicks out!
Morgan gets frustrated, and begins choking Joanna!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
TWO!!!
THRE- NO!!! Joanna kicks out!
Morgan gets frustrated, and begins choking Joanna!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Morgan stops just before the five count! Lifts Joanna to her feet, places her in position, lifts her up! And drops her with a vertical suplex before locking in a grounded wrist lock!..........but Joanna refuses to give up! So Morgan puts more pressure on the hold!.........but Joanna still refuses to give up! So Morgan lifts her to her feet, and switches to a normal wrist lock!.............but Joanna refuses to give up! So Morgan delivers a few elbow strikes to the arm!..........and wrenches the arm!...........but Joanna still refuses to give up! So Morgan throws her back down! And switches back to a grounded wrist lock!.........but Joanna refuses to give up! So Morgan puts more pressure on the hold!..........but Joanna still refuses to give up!.........and eventually begins making her way to the ropes!..............she eventually gets there! But Morgan refuses to release the hold!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
Morgan releases the hold just before the five count! She then drags Joanna to the middle of the ring!...........and waits for Joanna to get to her feet.........Joanna eventually begins making her way to her feet as Morgan runs into the ropes!............rubs back at Joanna as she gets to her feet!........Yes! Brutal Knightful Experience!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE- NO!!! Joanna kicks out!
TWO!!!
THRE- NO!!! Joanna kicks out!
Morgan delivers a few stomps to the face!...........she then locks in a rear chin lock!..........but Joanna refuses to give up! So Morgan puts more pressure on the hold!........but Joanna still refuses to give up!..........and eventually begins fighting her way to her feet!.........she eventually gets there! And fights out of the hold by delivering elbow strikes to the midsection!........she then runs into the ropes!...........runs back at Morgan!.........and hits a running dropkick before lifting Morgan to her feet, and sending her to the outside of the ring!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
FIVE!!!
SIX!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
FIVE!!!
SIX!!!
Morgan begins making her way to her feet as Joanna runs into the ropes on the other side of the ring!
SEVEN!!!
Joanna runs back at Morgan!
EIGHT!!!
Joanna dives through the ropes!......Yes! Suicide dive!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
FIVE!!!
Joanna begins making her way to her feet!
SIX!!!
SEVEN!!!
Joanna gets to her feet!
EIGHT!!!
Joanna lifts Morgan to her feet!
NINE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!!
FOUR!!!
FIVE!!!
Joanna begins making her way to her feet!
SIX!!!
SEVEN!!!
Joanna gets to her feet!
EIGHT!!!
Joanna lifts Morgan to her feet!
NINE!!!
And Joanna barely manages to get both of them back in the ring before the ten count! She then lifts Morgan to her feet, and places her neck first between the ropes before running into the ropes on the other side of the ring!........running back at Morgan!........Yes! Joanna with the Tree Swing!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THRE- NO!!! Morgan kicks out!
TWO!!!
THRE- NO!!! Morgan kicks out!
Joanna lifts Morgan to her feet, but Morgan rolls her up for a pin attempt!
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
Morgan grabs the tights!
THRE- NO!!! Referee Stephanie Lawrence catches Morgan pulling the tights!
TWO!!!
Morgan grabs the tights!
THRE- NO!!! Referee Stephanie Lawrence catches Morgan pulling the tights!
.........Joanna eventually gets to her feet as Morgan goes for it!......Yes! Farewell To Arms! She has it locked in!...........but Joanna refuses to give up! So Morgan puts more pressure on the hold!..........and Joanna eventually taps out!
WINNER, AND STIIILLL WWA WORLD CHAMPION: “The Brutal Knight” Morgan Simmons via submission!
"Du Hast" by Rammstein plays and the crowd BOOS as Morgan is handed the WWA World Title. Not long later, Jenn Simmons, The Boston Bombshells, Terra and Hikari Richards all come out and celebrate with their leader. Morgan whispers something in Jenn's ear, and she perks up with a smile on her face. From there, they nod to the rest of Toxic who heads up the ramp. Jenn and Morgan have sledgehammers in their hands. They all walk up to the stage, specifically to the WWA set.
DM: What the fuck are these idiots doing?
RR: It doesn't look good, that's for sure!
Terra immediately begins to take the stage down with her bare hands... and the stage actually falls to the floor. This causes the fans to immediately flee thinking they're next.
DM: TERRA JUST TOOK DOWN THE DAMN STAGE! AND THE FANS ARE SCATTERING AWAY!
RR: That's a smart move! We should probably do the same!
DM: I'm right with you!
Desiree and Rachel leave the announce table and Toxic is out there all by themselves, destroying everything in sight. Morgan and Jenn destroy the announce table with their sledgehammers while Terra takes down the stand that holds up the WWA logo. But during the skirmish, Crystal Alvarez and Mariah Lopez run out to try and stop things but the numbers, as well as the destructive weapons Toxic was holding were too much and they were getting beaten savagely by the entire group. Reyna Carter and Jung Moon came in for the save, but they too were beaten down for their troubles despite trying to fight back with all they had.
With four of their biggest threats officially taken out by this group of renegades, all six members of Toxic were now focusing on the WWA logo. Each of them take turns destroying the logo while Terra mainly focuses on destroying other things with her bare hands. With the logo somewhat mangled, Morgan is handed a can of gasoline and pours it all over the logo before lighting up some matches and throwing it on the logo, immediately engulfing it into flames. All six members of Toxic come together, right by the burning logo and celebrate together, with Morgan raising her custom WWA World Championship belt in the air. The closing image to this week's edition of Frenzy is Toxic celebrating with the WWA logo burning beside them.