2019.06.28: PWN - LONE - LONE 24
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Intro
North: WELCOME EVERYONE TO SUPREMACY: LONE 24 - CELEBRATION! I'm Kevin North alongside my colleague DIC.
DIC: Ugh, did we REALLY have to call the show Celebration? Humiliation is more like it.
North: What DIC is speaking of, is last month, Alison Crowne lost her title to "Pretty" Fay Qent in a hard fought contest. So tonight, we're going to have a Celebration for the title change!
DIC: Hard Fought Contest. More like a robbery! There's no justification for what happened, and your words are giving me constipation.
North: You still haven't cool off from last month?
DIC: No, I spent a lot of my time alone, lamenting the fact that my Queen Alison lost her title.
North: I'm glad that didn't go where I thought it was going.
DIC: Did you think I was going to say masturb--
North: But that's not all we have for you tonight! We have not one but TWO tag team matches that are sure to be astonishing! Generations vs. No Fly Zone vs. Spice and Ice!
DIC: Spice & Ice is going to get some revenge after last month! I still say those 4 should be arrested!
North: Oh come off it! They instigated it and ruined a perfectly good match! Then, we have The Damned vs. The Gucci Gals for the LONE Tag Team Championship!
DIC: There's going to be a REAL Celebration after tonight when my Queens The Gucci Gals put the stakes in the hearts of those vampire freaks and keep their titles!
North: And in our Main Event! Qent is going to put her title on the line! Qent is saying she's going to show she's a fighting champion, and prove it tonight when she takes on the woman who gave Alison a run for her money in their falls count anywhere match, Ami Reeves!
DIC: I hope she chokes on some of that boxed wine she's gonna be shoving down her gullet during her celebration.
North: I've received word we're going to get to the Celebration right now!
DIC: Oh no!
White Trash (Second Generation) by Bad Religion starts up and Terri bursts out from the curtain, excited and running around the stage while raising her arms up to try and get the crowd on their feet and cheering. All the while, Qent steps out looking proud while holding the title over her right shoulder.
DIC: Here comes some defecation!
North: Oh will you stop!
Terri goes down each side of the aisle, slapping hands with fans and trying to hype them up while Qent lags behind. When Terri gets to ringside, she leans against the barricade while some fans pat her on her shoulders, in her true signature style.
Meanwhile Qent starts letting people touch the plate of the title before going up the steel steps and stepping through the ropes. Terri looks under the ring for two steel chairs and slides them under the bottom rope, then goes over to the timekeepers area and gets..... a 24 pack of Molson Ice and two microphones, one she tucks under her arm.
DIC: Look at her with that mic under her arm. I'd say I'd feel sorry for Qent if she gives that one to her but I'm sure Qent is used to the smell.
Terri sets up the chairs and hands Qent the mic that was not under her arm before ripping open the Molsons.
Terri: CELEBRATION! YEEEEEAH!
The crowd roars at this.
Terri sits down, leaning forward with her legs apart, digging into the pack of Molsons and handing Qent one after Qent sits down. The two toast, clinking their beer cans together before drinking.
The two are facing the side of the hard camera, with Qent on the left.
Terri holds the mic in her right hand while the other holds her beer.
Terri: Look at this. Isn't it amazing?
Crowd: YEEEEEEEEEEEAH!
Terri beams!
Terri: The title has come back home! The title has come back home, and like I told you before, Alison! Your days were numbered! So I guess the only thing to ask you now Alison is........ was it worth it?
Terri gives the camera a knowing smile, reflecting back on her words last month before Qent won.
Terri: I'd almost say it was, to me, but not after what you did to Wendy. At least I can sit here, drink beer, and celebrate your suffering, oh, I mean, Qent's title win!
Qent is sitting with the belt in her lap, leaning back a little with her legs apart and holding the mic and beer like Terri.
Qent: Why not both?
Terri goes to clink beers with Qent.
Terri: I'll drink to that!
The two chug the rest of their beers, crushing the cans in their hands before tossing them on the canvas and Terri scoops up some more. She tosses a can towards Qent who catches it. They pop them open and clink again!
Qent: You know something? Here's something a lot of you might not know. I've been out of jail for a while now, and not long after I got out, LONE did its first show here in Portland, and I came to it! And I. was. Amazed! I wanted in and immediately took to training at the 4WA, and I found Terri to help get me started.
Terri: You took to it quick, too.
Qent: If it wasn't for Terri, I'd probably be back in Jail, and that's a SHOOT!
The crowd cheers for this, and Terri smiles proudly while she raises her beer and drinks some more. Qent joins her with another gulp.
Qent: You know what else is a shoot? When I first saw Alison in the ring, showing someone the ropes, I looked to Terri and I said 'she doesn't seem so tough.' But you know what? She's proved me wrong many of times in the ring but after last month.....
Qent sets her beer between her legs and then taps the face of the belt.
Qent: I walked out the winner, and all that hard work paid off. I went from Convict to Contender. Prison to the Pinnacle. Champion!
Qent raises the title with her right hand now and the crowd roars at this!
“As I Am” by Dream Theater abruptly interrupts the celebration as the crowd's cheers immediately turn to boos as they expect the former champion to emerge to crash the celebration. What they expect isn't exactly what they see, at least not the entire picture. Alison Crowne does in fact emerge from the back, definitely not dressed to compete as she wore a pair of black gym shorts along with her infamous “FINE ME” shirt with her image on a $5000 reserve note, but she wasn't the first to step out. Instead a man with coiffed black hair, glasses, and a very expensive Armani suit emerged with a microphone in hand. The man gave Qent a very condescending golf clap as they walked down the ramp as the music faded off.
?: I suppose I should congratulate you, I mean look at you; somehow the criminal justice system hasn't found a way to reclaim you, yet. I mean you said yourself; Convict to Contender. Prison to the Pinnacle. Champion! But first, how rude of me to not introduce myself; my name is Gordon Barrows of the Barrows and Associates Law Firm.
Qent raises her eyebrow as Terri sips on her beer watching these two as they stop just short of entering the ring for the moment.
Barrows: And the reason why I'm out here tonight is to right a wrong and to hold unprincipled and unethical conduct up to the bright flame of justice, may she forever burn and light the way. See, that Ladies of New England Championship that you have on your shoulder is currently illegally in your possession. Now legally speaking I will give you the benefit of the doubt this time and assume innocence on your behalf, and trust me it'll work out better for you that way if I do, I will assume that you also acted under the bad faith of a one Mr. Jack E. Bux while being led to believe that your contest was conducted fairly, cleared by the athletic commission and held on a level playing field but you, Qent are just as much of a victim as my client, Miss Alison Crowne in this particular regard. Now I have long suspected that Mr. Bux has been guilty of unethical, potentially illegal, business practices but until last month I didn't have any solid, irrefutable proof of such wrongdoing and an allegation without the facts will never pass the high bar set by the criminal justice system required to seek restitution.
Alison is wearing a condescending smirk on her face as the two walk up the stairs to the ring, Gordon Barrows sits on the middle rope and lifts the top rope to allow her to step inside before following her inside as well. Barrows walks right over to where the beer was kept and just grabs one right out of the box and cracks one open right in front of Pretty Trashy, almost directly in front of their faces.
Barrows: Thank you, don't mind if I do.
Barrows takes a sip as they both glare daggers at him. With a smug grin he address them both matter-of-factly.
Barrows: I wouldn't try anything if I were you, I can have you both locked away for a long time if either of you lay a threatening finger on me. I wouldn't do anything that the law may see as a threat to my health and well-being.
Barrows takes another sip of the beer as he lets out a satisfying and quite obnoxious “AAAAAH!”
Barrows: So Qent, I'm going to give you the opportunity to do the right thing. Return the championship to its proper holder and I promise that my client will not take any legal action against you.
Qent scrunches up her face at the request and shakes her head.
Barrows: Qent, hand the belt over. Otherwise I'm going to have to assume that you did act with inside knowledge by Mr. Bux and I will have to file charges against you as an accessory and as an accomplice and trust me when I say this; that's only a phone call away and well... I don't have to remind you about the magnitude of violating your parole for engaging in criminal activity. I'm trying to cut you a break here.
Bux: Okay, okay, cut the crap!
Bux hastily emerges from the curtain and walks down the ramp with a microphone in hand.
Bux: Really, Alison, really? Are you that sore of a loser that you decided to lawyer up and try to go on some fishing expedition looking for a technicality or a threat you can hold over my head just to get your way? The old Alison Crowne would've never done this, she used to have honor! But I guess she's gone now, isn't she? To see someone with so much natural ability and talent reduced to such a craven, cowardly...
Barrows was swift to cut Bux off as he wore a wide Cheshire grin.
Barrows: Mr. Bux! How /nice/ of you to join us! You know, I was going to address you after the championship was returned but hey, might as well kill two birds with one stone! Don't act like you don't know what you did.
Bux: What are you talking about?
Barrow: Oh, drop the act Mr. Bux, I mean the buck does stop here, doesn't it? Aren't you famous for that line? You know this is all about last month's main event match.
Bux: What about it? Fay Qent here won the match, fair and square, to become the LONE Champion; in spite of Alison intentionally getting herself counted out and then attempting multiple times to get herself disqualified just to retain the championship; abusing the rules to get out of her duties and responsibilities as a LONE talent.
Barrows snickers and laughs.
Barrows:You know, I gotta give you that, you're dedicated to this gimmick and persona you dawn in front of this audience. You're determined to come across as this benevolent owner, this man who's a paragon of virtue; a man who can do no wrong! You know your craft well, Jack Washington.
The crowd gasps as Gordon Barrows broke the fourth wall. He shifts the microphone under his arm as he brings his hand up to his mouth in mock shock before retrieving it. Alison raised her eyebrows with a wide grin, almost as if she was simultaneously biting her tongue to prevent herself from unleashing an outburst of laughter.
Barrows: But lets pull the curtain back just a little, shall we? Ever since Miss Alison Crowne here, my client as she is professionally known, has won the Ladies of New England Championship she has been put in a position time and time again in situations stacked against her with the intent of taking the belt off her. You placed her in a ladder match against a one Terri Thompson, as she is professionally known, despite knowing that her leg was not at 100%, placing her at a distinct disadvantage in a match where it is required of one to climb with the risk of falling. You placed her in a barbaric fairground brawl on twenty minute's notice by locking her outside of the arena which culminated in her being sent through a grocery store window. Then last month you booked her against Qent...
Bux: What's your point? Alison isn't the first wrestler in the world to have to face challenging opponents in challenging matches.
Barrows: The fact of the matter is, Alison Crowne was /not/ medically cleared to compete last month!
Bux is only seen uttering a “what...?” silently, exasperated and in shock.
Barrows: Alison Crowne was /not/ cleared to compete last month, and that was in spite of her trying to convince the LONE medical staff that she was well enough to compete, being the fighting champion that she was and legally still is. And according to a confidential source within your company, one who wishes to remain anonymous out of fear that you may retaliate against him or her, the people at the top of the LONE chain of command were made aware of this fact. Whether you actually knew about this fact or you acted with haste and neglected your duties as the majority owner of this company look bad on you either way, both in the court of law and the court of public opinion.
Bux blinks in disbelief as he takes in what Gordon Barrows is saying while Pretty Trashy appear to be talking amongst themselves.
Barrows: Do you know my client could have died during the events of LONE 22? Did you know that the gash she suffered from going through the window of that grocery store was only one and a half centimeters away from severing a major artery? Do you realize that if a shard of glass would have punctured her spine that she could have been paralyzed? All while you refused to negotiate in good faith with my client about a new contract? Not only have you inflicted great pain and suffering, both physically and financially but by booking her against the opinions and advice of your own medical staff on LONE 23 you have violated and breached your contract with Miss Alison Crowne!
Bux: Alright, so you're saying that as of this moment Alison Crowne, legally speaking, is free from the terms of her contract with LONE? Okay, so you want me to reinstate the championship to a talent that is no longer under contract? Okay, Alison, I have no choice then but to strip you of the Ladies of New England Championshi--
Barrows: Nah uh! Somebody didn't read the fine print...
Gordon Barrows finishes the beer and tosses the can aside before fishing out a folded piece of paper from his inner coat pocket.
Barrows: I can't believe you would sign a piece of paper without knowing the terms of what you're signing. You see, in this industry, the wrestlers operate under the farce of being “independent contractors”; now one would think that this would mean that they are independently employed that they are free to take their talents wherever they so choose. But the reality is often that when a company such as this one with a broadcast deal locks a talent under a deal they retain what is essentially the ability to control their bookings. The company always comes first, the company can dictate if and when and how often you can work for other promotions within the same industry and sometimes anything regarding media. If my client wanted to work a set amount of dates for say, Boston Pro Wrestling, you would have the power and ability to restrict or deny such booking. So, “promoters” such as yourself, and I use that term loosely here, can skirt around the laws of full employment to your employees while claiming that they are in fact independent. No medical, no dental, no paid time off, no maternity leave. Everyone has to fend for themselves in negotiation and yet... you overlooked one big detail.
Gordon Barrows adjusts his glasses as he unfold the paper.
Barrows: Contract Provision 2478, Subsection C; Breach of Contract by Employer. Should the employer, in this case Ladies of New England LLC. should breach the terms of the contract provided herein, the following provisions shall immediately activate. The “independent contractor”, referred to from this point on in this case, Alison Crowne, shall be entitled to exercise at her sole discretion the following rights; to work her final advertised dates at 150% of the agreed upon financial terms per appearance OR payment of no less than 200% of said value for all dates remaining to immediately break all financial and professional ties with the company.
Furthermore if Alison Crowne is a champion at the moment Ladies of New England LLC. violates and breaches the terms of this agreement she may, at her sole discretion exercise the rights to continue appearing at a rate for all previously advertised events of no less than 175% of the agreed upon pay per appearance rate if she holds the Ladies of New England Tag Team Championship, 200% if she holds a singles title that is not the Ladies of New England Championship, 250% of the agreed upon PPA rate if she is the Ladies of New England Champion, or 275% of the agreed upon PPA if she holds two more more championships simultaneously. Furthermore Alison Crowne may choose, upon her sole discretion for Ladies of New England LLC. to deposit a payment of $25,000, USD, the estimated value of the championship belt, to return the belt and immediately cease all relations between herself and the company. Should she remain a holder of one or more championship belts at the conclusion of all previously advertised commitments are met, she can continue to appear at a rate agreed upon between the two parties, with zero restrictions of where she is allowed to work. Furthermore, Ladies of New England LLC. is prohibited from stripping her of the championship(s) so long as the belts are defended within a reasonable time frame and cannot be stripped due to inaction on the part of Ladies of New England LLC.
Barrows holds up the contract and slides it to Bux through the ropes.
Barrows: Considering you previously allowed 4 months between title defenses with Terri Thompson I believe that is precedent, legally speaking. There is someone backstage that either really likes my client or you simply did not read my client's counter-offer thoroughly before signing upon the dotted line. This is what we call a “poison pill” provision. Furthermore, since Alison Crowne was not medically cleared to defend the championship last month you have no choice but to reverse the result, at which time my client will have the sole discretion of exercising one or more of those rights provided in Contract Provision 2478, Subsection C. Or you can refuse, in which case I'll order this promotion shut down for various Athletic Commission violations as well as applicable state and federal laws. All I need to do is fax in the paperwork, I got you, Jack.
Bux shakes his head as he reads the contract and clear as day it's as Mr. Barrows says.
Bux: Qent... hand Alison the championship...
Qent: You can't be serious...
Bux: Do it!
Bux is gritting his teeth, feeling forced into the course of action. Qent stands up and defiantly holds it above Alison.
Qent: Maybe you made me second guess myself. All that martial arts you got and you can't even use it to come get your title back, you gotta hide behind a pencil neck geeked lawyer. You really ain't so tough!
Barrows: Excuses, excuses. What you do would be considered a parole violation in any other line of work. If you want to be mad at anyone be mad at the man who signs your checks. Hand it over.
Qent drops the belt at Alison's feet shaking her head in disgust. Alison scoops it up and proudly slings it over her shoulder.
Barrows: See, was that so hard? Next time, try earning it. As far as the official results go since the match was never cleared on medical grounds you never became the official champion. Continue climb climbing that little ladder of yours, keep on thinking that you can overcome your own self-inflicted wounds with your poor life choices and maybe someday by an act of God or my client's eventual retirement may you feel the privilege of holding that championship legitimately. Now, Alison. Do you wish to activate any of the provisions entitled to you since Mr. Bux committed breach of contract?
Alison: You know.... I /do/! I mean sure, I could demand the money owed to me to immediately cut ties but... what's the fun in that? Why should I empower Bux by giving him the one thing he wants? Why should I let him off the hook after what he has put me through? Why should I treat this championship like a nice, fat, 25K check when I've worked so hard to win and retain it? See, the competitor in me won't let that happen so I'll be fair where Bux hasn't. You want this belt off my shoulder? Then I dare you to take it!
Bux: Congratulations Alison, you win this round! You got me! Now you're basically holding that championship hostage. I bet you're proud of yourself for that one! Perhaps my biggest mistake was treating you with dignity, that believing that somewhere deep down inside, beneath that mask of arrogance that the Alison Crowne I believed in was still somewhere in there. That if you saw the error of your ways, that if you realized... if something clicked that you took a wrong turn you could somehow revert back to your old self; to be if not a champion then a contender we could all once more be proud of. But you exploited my kindness and you fucked everything up! I promised these people a championship match tonight, Qent vs Ami Reeves and now I have to go back on that promise; and if what your new found attorney is true, which by the way I have no idea how you're getting the money for this, then I highly doubt you're cleared to compete this show either. But you're still advertised for Three Year Anniversary and I'm adding you to that match, making it a championship triple threat!
Alison nods arrogantly with a smirk.
Alison: Alright, alright; yeah! You haven't been able to beat me yet Bucko Boy but now I'm a free woman! If your little gambit fails, I can take this belt /wherever I want/. If I want to start defending this across the New England area and putting my belt up against other regional champions; I can. If I want to fly to Las Vegas and start fighting professionally then hey, I'm sure I can squeeze in a title defense every four months and stick you with the bill to send your challenger after me. If I want to take a few months off and try out for the US Women's Olympic Boxing team... then hey, you can't stop me! If I want to strip down naked wearing nothing but this belt for the world to see... then I can do that too!
That gets a hot reaction out of the crowd, as segment of the crowd begins hollering and cheering her for the first time in a long time.
Alison: That last one was a hypothetical, do you think I'd ever allow any of you to gaze upon this temple of a body like that? You couldn't pay me enough to cater to your fantasies!
The boos very quickly return as Alison motions with the microphone at the flick of her wrist upward to encourage them to vent their frustrations at her.
Alison: My point is that I now hold all the power. I said I would turn this championship into my bargaining chip and I did it! I didn't expect such a timely assist but you just lost the war Bux! You. Lost. The. War!
Alison Crowne drops the hot mic as she and Gordon Barrows exit the ring, Alison holding up the belt and blowing a kiss at Bux and Pretty Trashy screaming "WORTH IT!" as the now reinstated Champion takes a victory lap to the back, leaving the entire arena in frustration.
We're taken back to the scene again, where there is a man in a tuxedo behind a piano, and the lovely lounge singer Jennifer Stewart is on stage in front of a microphone. She's wearing the same dress as before, but colored in a lovely red.
"When I hold a microphone,
I'm like Bob Ross with a paintbrush
Painting a pretty picture with my words,
That makes you stand, clap and blush
But now I dip my toes
In the art of wrestling.
The ring is my new canvas
And I shall paint a picture that's menacing.
A message to my would be opponent,
something of a precursory.
This is the ballad to your last dance
At three year anniversarryyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!"
The crowd stands and claps again for her as she smiles and bows.
JENNIFER STEWART DEBUTS
NEXT MONTH AT THREE YEAR ANNIVERSARY
No Fly Zone vs. Generations vs. Spice & Ice
Baxter: The following Triple Threat Tag Team match is scheduled for one fall and is to determine the Number One Contender to the LONE Tag Team Championships!
North: Whoa! What a surprise! With the way things have been going down between the three teams tonight and now the stakes are even higher as they all want their shot at the tag belts and now they can try and get that shot tonight!
"Stay Fly" by 3 6 Mafia hits the speakers and a big cheer from the crowd comes alive as "Fly" Felicia Hawkins and Kayoko "Yoyo Yoko" Ichikawa make their way from behind the curtain. In confidence they stand, making their way down to the ring and giving high fives to all of their fans along the way
Baxter: First making their way to the ring, from across the globe, Kayoko Ichikawa and “Fly” Felicia Hawkins… together they are NOOO FLYYY ZOOOONNNNEEE!
Felicia wears a backwards cap with a flag on it, half USA on the left and half Japan on the right and a big smile on her face. Kayoko wears a zip up jacket with the flag design on the back with the Japanese flag on the left, the USA flag on the right. They look ready for action, sliding into the ring and jump into different corners with their arms up and getting the love from the crowd before “Cross Off” starts to play.
Baxter: Next introducing Anne “Flying” Grayson and Ainslee Avalon, together they are GEEEENNNERRRRATTIOOOONS!
With a direct view to NFZ in the ring, Anne tosses her hat and shirt to the side into the first couple of rows and Ainslee tosses her jacket next to her. THe fans love the free Generations merch but these ladies don’t want to play around tonight and slid into the ring for a standoff. The official got between the two teams waiting for Spice & Ice to enter.
“Cinnamon Girl” by Neil Young plays over the public address sound system as both Cinnamon and Violent Violet step out onto the stage to a large chorus of boos.
Baxter: Finally, the team of Cinnamon and Violent Violet, SPPPPPIIIICE AND IIIIIIIICE!
Walking down the aisle and to the ring, they walk up the steel steps and step into the ring. They smirk and stand in their respective corner, waiting for the match to begin, but not before Cinnamon extends a leg forward and does a split. She starts to lean backwards and sways her arms as if she's slowly swimming backwards, before Violet takes her hand and helps her up.
DING DING
Starting the match was Kayoko and Violent Violet. The two long time rivals are face to face and Violet starts it off by shoving Kayoko but she quickly picks up the pace by rebounding to the ropes, sliding under Violet’s legs and when Violet turns around, she’s met with a dropkick. The dropkick didn’t knock her down but it did knock her back, enough that Ainslee made a blind tag and came into the ring, hoping over the top rope. With a nod to Kayoko they start to circle around the ring, arms poised and ready to see who makes the first move. But before Ainslee could even get an opportunity, Cinnamon blind tags to get her team back into the ring.
DIC: Look at the intelligence from Spice & Ice! Boom! Quick tag! Bae is keeping her team on the up and up!
North: The quick tags are definitely a viable strategy, especially in a match like this. In a triple threat you don’t have to be the one defeated to lose so making sure that your team stays in the match as much as possible increases your chances if you can score the victory early on so that you’re not struggling later on. And now that we are aware this match is to crown the next number one contenders, everybody has to be on their A Game tonight!
The two go into a tie up with Cinnamon getting a bit of an advantage of leverage. Kayoko though starts to power her way back before Cinnamon kicks Kayoko in the knee to drop her to the ground. When Kayoko is on her knees, Cinnamon knees her in the face and makes a quick cover but only two! The pin was broken up by Felicia diving into the ring to make the save for her team by stomping on Cinnamon. With Cinnamon occupied momentarily, Felicia pulls Kayoko over to their corner and makes the tag. Felicia is through those ropes extremely fast and comes running at Cinnamon with a huge impact front dropkick with force that knocks Cinnamon back but not near the corner she wants to be in; but rather where Anne Grayson is able to make the tag. When Cinnamon realizes it and is being told to exit the ring, she’s at a loss.
North: And the tag is made! This is where those triple threat rules can make things that much harder because anybody can be tagged out any time and you don’t have to be pinned or submitted for your team to lose!
DIC: This is despicable! I cannot believe that my bae just got cheated out of being able to shine thanks to that spot monkey Grayson! She gives Nightwing a bad name!
North: Never took you for much of a comic book reader.
DIC: I was… and then Anne Grayson entered my life and I had to burn my books.
North: Going a little far, aren’t ya?
DIC: She ruined it for me, North. I don’t even have respect for Ainslee anymore. The fact she keeps putting up with this just…. Makes me sick to my stomach. Fall from greatness. Shame, shame.
North: Well be that as it may, Anne Grayson is now legal and in the ring with Felicia Hawkins and business is about to pick up at full speed!
Anne comes rushing in and sweeps at Felicia’s legs but she backflips to avoid it. Landing on her feet, she tries to elbow drop but Anne rolls out of the way and nip-ups to her feet. The two on their feet turn around and stare at each other before rushing at full speed to the ropes in front of them. Hitting the ropes and coming back they hook each others arms and spin around in a circle a couple of times getting closer to Cinnamon and Violent Violet. It almost looks like they’re playing ring around the rosey but when they get close enough, Anne jumps up and wall runs off of Violet and lands on her feet. Still spinning and before Cinnamon could realize what was happening, Felicia jumped up and did the same thing, both women knocked off the edge like it was straight out of Prince of Persia.
North: And the teamwork to take out the mutual enemy in Spice & Ice! The athletic ability and the wall run! Holy crap, DIC! That might be the moment of the night and there’s a lot more to come!
DIC: Psh, how can they even call themselves high flyers when they have to crutch on each other! How humiliating!
North: It’s about the athletic ability being shown and how flawlessly they can hoist one another up in that flagpole position. Tons of core strength and athletic ability. I doubt you could replicate that on your best day.
DIC: For your information my uncle sponsored me in many athletic activities growing up!
North: Did you actually participate?
DIC: Damn straight and got a trophy every time. That’s how good I am.
North: So you’re saying you got a participation trophy and you’re criticizing their work?
DIC: Of course! They’re not doing it right! They never do. Sheesh. When will you learn?
North: When you can learn to focus on the match at hand because business is just getting started with these two! Look at them move!
DIC: I could do that.
North: Didn’t think you cared for them?
DIC: Look, just because I don’t *like* them doesn’t mean they don’t want the DIC.
In a flash, Anne jumps on the middle rope to give her the bounce to the top, bouncing off of it from a seated position attempting a springboard arm drag but Felicia cartwheels out of it. Anne to her feet and rushes at Felicia, Felicia side steps and drops to her belly with Anne hitting the ropes. Anne handsprings into the ropes and comes back going over Felicia’s back who is up to her feet. Felicia ducks a clothesline attempt by rolling under it. Staying seating, she rolls back popping her legs up to catch Anne’s neck and attempting a head scissors but Anne cartwheels out of it. And then in a flash it looks like Anne just runs up stairs in the air, twists around like a front flip and it’s a headscissors to Felicia but she flips through it to land on her feet and spins around, just to be met face to face with Anne Grayson who did a nip-up and it’s a staredown with big cheers from the crowd seeing the amount of moves and counters in such a fluid and fast paced motion until that turned to boos when out of nowhere, Ainslee clocked Felicia from behind with a huge Lariat that turned her inside out doing a 540, landing on her face.
North: I’d expect nothing less out of arguably the two most athletic women on the LONE roster and the crowd approves! But then that powerhouse lariat from Ainslee really showing dominance! Generations now in control of the match but anything can still happen!
DIC: That’s the kind of Ainslee I remember and used to love! The ruthlessness, no caring just all about winning. Now if she can nail Grayson with one of those too then we’d be all good.
North: Well as it is right now, Generations have control of the match and it looks like Anne is setting up for a pin attempt!
While Felicia is down, Anne looks confused for just a split second before realizing it’s anything goes, it’s a big match and it’s for the contenderships so Anne lines up Felicia with a mahistrol cradle and the referee is counting.
One… Two… NO!
Broken up by Kayoko and Violent Violet at the same time. Then they lock eyes and immediately start to throw punches at one another before they both get knocked out of the ring by Ainslee Avalon. When Ainslee turns around she’s met with a Sugar and Spice, a standing heel kick that knocks Ainslee through the ropes tumbling to the outside. Then a dropkick to Cinnamon’s back knocks her to the outside, leaving just Anne Grayson and Felicia Hawkins in the ring. Felicia is still recouping and Anne sees and opportunity so she does what she always does best and with full steam, with a step on the middle rope first, vaults over the top rope with a tope con hilo, a flipping dive if you will, crashing into all 5 outside the ring, arousing a “THIS IS AWESOME!” chant from the crowd.
North: Anne Grayson taking to the skies living up to her name and reputation! Im in alignment with the crowd right now when I say this really is truly awesome and it’s so hard to keep up with all the action that we’re seeing in front of us!
DIC: For the untrained eye, maybe. But all she did was a beginners flip. She clearly planned for this and paid off somebody to have a trampoline installed because she’s way to small to clear the ropes that easy!
North: You’d be surprised what somebody with real athletic ability can do and Anne Grayson is pure athletic ability. This is the type of person that can come at you from any direction, any which way with any move and she just took out five other ladies, including her teammate!
DIC: Reckless. Cheating and reckless when doing it. This is just getting to be too much.
Then, Felicia sits on the top turnbuckle and takes a dive herself, landing on Anne’s shoulders and with a fluid motion spins and connects a huricanranna. All 6 are down on the floor and the crowd is enjoying a lot of this. It didn’t take too long before they start to move and the ladies start to reset to their respective corners, Felicia and Anne are back in the ring but slow moving. Anne is working on getting over to Ainslee, but Cinnamon slipped in, grabbed Anne by the foot and pulled Anne to their corner to make the tag. Cinnamon is in and grabs Felicia’s hair to bring her up to her knees. Cinnamon kisses Felicia on her forehead and then drops her down with a DDT she calls the Syren’s Kiss and a cover.
One… Two… Thr-NO!
North: Spice & Ice are back in this and Cinnamon is taking heavy advantage of the triple threat rules and not being able to be disqualified and pulled Grayson back to her corner to force tag herself in. A very intelligent move on her part to get Spice & Ice back into things with the worn down Anne Grayson.
DIC: Bae intelligence right there, North! She saw a spot and she took it. Opportunity came knocking and she let him in but made sure to tell him to take off his shoes first! Cinnamon isn’t a shoes person. I’ve learned from… personal experience. Interviews and such.
North: Well, interesting random fact about Cinnamon. But that was a brutal Syren’s Kiss but Felicia still has fight left in her to get that shoulder up and stay in this! Showing just how much this contendership means to her and No Fly Zone! They want to get back to those titles!
Felicia slowly got her shoulder up, just slightly moving to the side. Cinnamon is very frustrated and starts repeatedly slamming Felica’s head into the mat before stepping away and taunting Kayoko telling her to bring it on. Felicia makes the tag and Kayoko with as much energy as she has, gets in and starts to approach Cinnamon but before she can do anything, a steel chair swings from the side but Kayoko ducks it! Violent Violet is caught off guard from that and when she turns around, Kayoko side kicks the chair into Violet’s head knocking her down and back, rolling out of the ring. Cinnamon tries her spinning heel kick, the Sugar and Spice but Kayoko doesn’t duck it, but rather like Neo from THe Matrix, leans back just far enough and then with a spinning heel kick with her own flavor, the Starstruck and connects it. Cinnamon looks dazed and stumbles back. Kayoko isn’t paying close enough attention as she gets the crowd pumped up and a blind tag is made from Ainslee Avalon. Cinnamon falls down and Kayoko hustles in for a cover, but the ref won’t count telling her a tag was made.
North: Kayoko using the steel chair brought in by Violent Violet to her advantage with the Starstruck superkick but she completely missed the tag there by Ainslee! The ref is letting her know and she’s completely caught off guard!
DIC: There they go cheating again! Trying to steal this match away from the true number one contenders, Spice & Ice! How can the ref let this go on like this?! How can he be so ignorant as to allow this kind of treachery to continue against the rightful champions! There is very clear and strict biasness happening here!
North: And how do you figure? Triple threat rules allow for anybody to tag at any moment and Ainslee took advantage of a situation that was presented and now Ainslee is stalking Kayoko waiting for the right moment to strike! Depending on what happens here this could be it!
DIC: Both teams clearly know greatness and are exploiting the rules in conjunction with the official to keep Spice & Ice away from winning this like they shouldn’t have to do already! It’s pitiful how bad when somebody recognizes greatness, they try to hold it back.
North: So all of the blind tags they made earlier, and when Violent Violet brought the chair to the ring, that was all OK?
DIC: The tags were just playing the rules of the game, North! Triple threat rules and all of that! The chair, I mean, it’s totally legal but clearly what you saw as a swing was Violet tripping. She was in fact being the nice and fair non cheating person she is and bringing the chair to help Kayoko sit down after being so tired. She’s a nice person, North! Don’t twist her to be the bad guy! She is not Billie Eilish!
Ainslee snuck up behind Kayoko, the crowd is eating into it and without her even realizing, Ainslee connects the Excalibur, her modified russian leg sweep, others may know it as the Paige Turner. Right when it looked like No Fly Zone was getting ahead the blind tag came in. Ainslee points to Anne who perches herself up on the top rope, and holding onto Kayoko, Ainslee lifts her up to her shoulders much like an Electric Chair Drop position. Ainslee walks close enough and then Anne jumps from the top rope, lands on Kayoko’s shoulders, spins around very fast and you would see it as a double electric chair and Anne thrusts herself backwards which takes Kayoko with her, a nasty reverse rana. The crowd is erupting with a “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!”
North: SHAM-WOWZA! Holy is right! What a double team maneuver by Generations, like a truly polished tag team, having multiple moves in their arsenal! That electric chair to a reverse rana!
DIC: Clearly No Fly Zone can’t continue! That was an evident concussion and it’s dangerous for either of those teams to be there because Generations just *gave them* the concussion! Be smart ref! Throw this one out and name the rightful winners Spice & Ice! IT’S THE APPROPRIATE THING TO DO!
Felicia is trying to save her partner now, but with Anne’s momentum - she jumps up and grabs Felicia’s head, spins around and connects the Flying Grayson, a Tornado DDT. Kayoko is down, Felicia is down, Spice & Ice are stirring, Anne Grayson is worn down and it’s down to Ainslee being fresh and she makes the cover after that new finisher.
One…
Cinnamon and Violet are getting up
Two…
They’re rushing to get through the ropes and Cinnamon dives forward.
Three!
DING DING DING
Baxter: Your winners and NNNNEEWWWW Number One contenders for the LONE Tag Team Championships, Ainslee Avalon - Anne Grayson -- GEEENNNEERRRATTIOOONS!
North: A valiant effort by Spice & Ice to try and keep things going but Cinnamon got trapped in the ropes and couldn’t make it in the ring in time to break the count! We have new contenders ladies and gentlemen!
DIC: They clearly tightened the ropes at some point during this match to prevent Spice & Ice from getting into the ring. SABOTAGE! This is pure insanity!
North: Regardless of your pick to win, Generations have been on a role and picked up the victory tonight becoming the new contender!
Gucci Gals promo
We're shown a scene now on a beach, with beautiful white sands and blue waters that are crystal clear.
About 30 yards from the shoreline lies 2 figures. As the camera zooms in closer, we see it is the Gucci Gals. There is no one else on the beach. It must be private!
The camera focuses on the two, with Gucci on the right and Prada on the left. They're both wearing bikinis, Prada in white and Gucci in red, and laid out on beach towels that have their likenesses on them. Their bodies are shimmering with sunscreen, and their eyes are covered with sunglasses. Over their waists, the LONE Tag Team Championships rest. They turn their heads towards the camera and look disgusted.
Gucci: Ugh! Do we really gotta do this now?
Prada: Eww! Go away and stop filming us, pervert!
Gucci: No, you know what? It's fine.
The two turn back to the clear blue sky, gazing up at it.
Gucci: The Gucci Gals here... on our own PRIVATE beach... soaking up the sun, because those freaky human mosquitoes The Damned can't or else they'd get burned to a crisp! We're enjoying what God gave us ALL while the two of you are locked in some red room, drinking blood and praying to God that you don't go to hell.
Prada: God gave us all the sun, but what the two of us have are God given TALENT!
Gucci: Heh heh heh. That's right. Keep your noses in the bible, trying to look for answers to the question on how to beat the Gucci Gals.
Prada: I wonder what would happen first, The Damned finding the answer in a bible, or Pretty Trashy trying to solve a rubix cube between the two of them.
Gucci: I think we both know the answer to that.
The two laugh.
Gucci: The only chance they have is in hell, where there are no chances.
Prada: Which one? The Damned or Pretty Trashy?
Gucci: Both!
More laughter between the two.
Gucci: Keep quoting your verses like they mean something, when what really means anything is right here.
Gucci leans over to grab her belt, shoving it towards the camera lens.
Gucci: Designer belts to go with our designer wear, and our designer lifestyle.
Prada: And after we designer drop you both to hell where you belong...
Gucci: Everyone will be talking about how that's SO Gucci!
The two laugh some more as Gucci drapes the belt back over her waist and the camera turns towards the beautiful ocean as we fade.
Backstage Segment: Ashley Lopez & Hannah Kix (Rage & Fortune)
Just after the Gucci Gals' video fades out, there's a fade in to Hannah Kix and Ashley Lopez in the backstage area. Kix is to the left, with her arms folded over her chest and the hood to her robe pulled up, and Ashley is on the right, leaning her elbow on Kix's shoulder. She chews on a wad of bubble gum and then blows a big bubble before popping it obnoxiously and sucking the gum back into her mouth.
Ashley: Young & Dangerous, huh? You two think you're so hot and clever huh? Look at the two of us. Do we look scared? Do we?
Kix shakes her head slowly.
Ashley: No, in fact, we're confidant. You know what, Hurricane Katrina? All you've done by allying yourself with Rook is give us reason to kick another ass! Give us reason to PROVE why we deserve our shot at BOTH the LONE Championship and Tag Team Championships. Since everyone wants to tag up around here and give themselves cute little names.
Ashley's free hand motions between the two of them.
Ashley: You can call us Rage & Fortune
Kix: Nous allons prouver pourquoi nous appartenons. Parce qu’on a la rage!
Ashley: And you can thank us after we give you your 3 Seconds of Fame!
Ashley blows another bubble as the scene fades.
The Damned vs. Gucci Gals
With silence from the crowd, the lights in the arena suddenly turn to a very dark red color as “I’m damned” by Vampira with Satan’s Cheerleaders plays over the public address sound system. Walking out onto the stage with the Holy Bible in hand, Sister Catherine stands on the stage with this sadistic grin curled along her lips. The camera takes a moment to focus on a fan holding up a sign in crimson font that reads Ephesians 5:15-17. Walking down the aisle very slowly, Sister Catherine keeps the Bible clutched to her chest. Stitches walks behind her with her head hung low.
Upon reaching the steel steps, Sister Catherine places the bible in the corner and quickly ascends up the steps and into the ring. Stitches languidly follows.
“Gucci Gang” by Lil' Pump blasts over the public address sound system as the fans immediately start to boo as Miss. Gucci and Prada Paula come walking out with arrogant smirks expressed on their faces.
Walking down the aisle while blatantly snubbing the fans, they get down to the ring and enter as the crowd begins to boo even louder. Gucci waves her 4 finger ring that reads GUCCI before talking smack to the fans while Prada puts a hand out as if she's pie facing fans who oogle/berate her. The two raise their tag titles once they get inside the ring, to a chorus of boos!
Baxter: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the LONE Tag Team Championship! Introducing first, they are the challengers, the team of Sister Catherine and Stitches... The Damned!
Stitches and Sister Catherine stare across the ring; Sister Catherine stoicly baring her fangs as Stitches wears a twisted grin as she plays with her hair.
Baxter: And their opponents, they are the reigning and defending LONE Tag Team Champions, the team of Miss Gucci and Prada Paula... The Gucci Gals!
The Gucci Gals smirk and raise their belts up high as they order the referee to keep The Damned far away from them before the bell. Slowly they hand the belts over after parading around the ring. The referee holds the belts up high for the camera and crowd to see before handing them off to the timekeeper at ringside.
DING DING
The bell rings as The Gucci Gals immediately dip out of the ring as The Damned immediately rush them, Sister Catherine baring her fangs in frustration.
North: The Gucci Gals don't want any piece of The Damned!
DIC: Can you blame them? I still don't think they've been tested yet! I hear rabies is a very serious infection!
North: Oh come on now!
DIC: What?! They're blood drinkers, you don't know what's floating in the devil's punch bowl!
The referee immediately orders the champions, or at least one of them, back into the ring but they both take their time as they talk to one another. Prada Paula insists she'll only get into the ring if only one of The Damned are in it causing the referee to tell Sister Catherine and Stitches to decide which one of them will start. Stitches volunteers as Sister Catherine goes to her corner while the referee tells The Gucci Gals to do the same and pick a legal member of the team to start this match. Miss Gucci and Prada Paula walk up the stairs to the ring, each one acting like they were going to enter as Stitches slowly walked over. Just as it appeared Miss Gucci was about to enter Prada Paula slithered her way down the ring apron and slipped into the ring and attacked Stitches from behind, causing Miss Gucci to immediately enter the ring to engage in a 2-on-1 assault.
North: Come on, not even two minutes in and they're already up to their old tricks!
DIC: I mean, you're surprised? That's called excellent teamwork! They're the tag team champions for a reason!
North: There's teamwork and then there's this. It's a set up to evade the referee's count to get an unfair advantage!
Sister Catherine immediately tries to enter the ring, diverting the referee's attention as he works to immediately intercept her, leaving The Gucci Gals to wail on Stitches; a flurry of relentless punches and kicks, stomps and knee strikes giving Stitches very little time or opening to fight back. The Champions take a moment to pause their assault as they both try to wave Sister Catherine into the ring, causing her to bare her fangs and make another attempt to make a break for them, only for the referee to once again intercept her. Miss Gucci slides out of the ring by her corner as Prada Paula drags Stitches by her hair and seated into the corner. Miss Gucci grabs a singapore cane from under the ring and with the aid of the corner places it around Stitches neck to choke her with as Prada Paula stomps into her midsection repeatedly.
North: They're trying to choke the life out of Stitches!
DIC: I mean, is she even alive? I've seen Frankenstein put together with better stitch work than her.
North: That still doesn't make it any less illegal!
DIC: I don't see the referee doing a damn thing about it.
Despite being choked and stomped on Stitches was smiling, quite sadistically. This only seemed to incense Paula as she stomped with greater vigor as Sister Catherine was finally returning to her corner, causing Miss Gucci to quickly drop the weapon and kick it back under the ring as she throws up her hands defensively to the referee. Prada Paula spreads her arms out wide as she taunts and parades around the ring, only to suddenly stop in her tracks as Stitches begins laughing maniacally in the corner.
North: I... I think she likes it!
DIC: She's one hell of a freak. Not gonna lie.... that's kinda hot.
North:I don't think you want any of that...
DIC: Not without a team of doctors making sure she's clean. Still.... kinda hot.
Paula appears to be unnerved by this reaction and tries to punch Stitches back down into the corner but Stitches continues to laugh as she pulls herself up and tilts her head as Paula stops, backing up with terror in her face and fear in her eyes. Miss Gucci almost steps between the ropes but hesitates upon seeing the horror written in her partner's face and before the tag team champions could conceive of some sort of Plan B Stitches dashes forward and grabs a hold of Paula's head like a vice grip and proceeds to have a feast on her forehead as she gnaws and bites at it repeatedly!
North: I've heard of an eye for an eye but this is ridiculous! She's bleeding, she's trying to eat her face off!
DIC: NO! Not her Gucci Good Looks! This is vandalism, Kev! An injustice! An outrage! Send in the national guard.... with stakes and garlic! Somebody call Gordon Ramsey, hell, even Guy Fieri would do here, I'm sure there's plenty of garlic in Flavortown!
The referee tries to intervene by trying to pry Stitches of of her and it's only with great effort that he eventually succeeds after nearly a minute has passed. Paula shrieks and screams bloody murder as she notices her own blood running down her forehead and down her face. The referee verbally admonishes Stitches who's mouth is covered in blood, absentmindedly catching some falling blood from her mouth with her finger and sticking it in her mouth, savoring the taste with a wide grin.
DIC: Make it stop!
North: I think I have to agree for once... this isn't for weak stomachs that's for sure... this has gone beyond an eye for an eye.
Paula very, very quickly tags in Miss Gucci, who stuck in a sate of shock doesn't even seem to recognize her partner's swift retreat as the referee slaps his hands together to order her inside. Miss Gucci is adamant on refusing to enter only for Stitches to grab ahold of her head, biting and gnawing at it as well, dragging her body over the top rope and into the ring!
North: Stitches might get her own team disqualified at this point, the referee is giving them a ton of rope to work with here but this is dangerously close to the line.
DIC: Call for the damn bell! Where's the red cross?!
Miss Gucci out of desperation screams as she jabs both of her thumbs right into Stitches' eyes to force her to let go as she's unsure if the blood running down her face was either hers, Paula's or a mixture of both. Stitches, despite being temporarily blinded howls and manages to hit a very impressive and surprisingly powerful discus lariat dead-on to Miss Gucci, sending her tumbling to the mat.
North: Stitches is possessed!
DIC: I don't think that's never not been the case!
Sister Catherine reaches her hand over the top rope wanting to get inside the match and Stitches is quick to recognize this upon regaining her sight as she drags Miss Gucci over to The Damned's corner and makes the tag. Stitches holds onto the leg long enough for Sister Catherine to drive her elbow into Miss Gucci's back before exiting to the corner. Sister Catherine leans against the ropes before hitting a kneedrop to the back of Miss Gucci's head, rolling off with inhuman grace and back onto her feet.
North: Sister Catherine moving with some otherworldly grace with that kneedrop.
DIC: That's being nice. Nobody should be able to move that fluidly but on the other hand I'm sure with all that flexibility she's a freak in the...
North: Would you stop it?!
DIC: I'm just saying, if a team of doctors could prove she was clean I'd let her give me all of that salvation with moves like that! I mean The Gucci Gals are a straight 10 so that's a … 6.5 at least.
Sister Catherine runs and rebounds off the ropes hitting a low dropkick to the face of Miss Gucci as she tried to get back up, as Sister Catherine uses her momentum to slide next to her after impact as she immediately applies a front facelock. Miss Gucci screams and tries to roll out of the hold only for Sister Catherine to roll with her, the hold still locked in tight. Miss Gucci tries to reach to the ropes with her legs but they appear to just barely be out of reach. The referee asks her if she wishes to tap out, and the crowd in fact urges her to do so with a very loud and roaring chant to do so. Miss Gucci desperately tries to roll out again but Sister Catherine once again holds on, transitioning now into a crossface. Prada Paula however has seen enough as she hops off the apron and quickly runs over to Miss Gucci, placing her foot that's barely out of reach and immediately calls it to the referee's attention. The referee immediately calls for the clean, something Sister Catherine is initially reluctant to do due to the obvious interference but relents before the referee is forced to start counting. Stitches however isn't so willing to let this slide as she immediately hops out of her corner and gives chase to Prada Paula! Paula starts running around the ring with Stitches in hot pursuit, an swiftly Paula slides into the ring, darts past the referee and back to the outside. Stitches slides in after her and gets intercepted by the referee! Paula immediately slides back in upon this happening and starts punching Sister Catherine as Miss Gucci holds her legs down.
North: And the double team tactics resume! Sister Catherine was looking to put her away with that crossface but Prada Paula wasn't going to have any of that!
DIC: The team that sticks together wins together, I don't see The Damned working like a well oiled machine like The Gucci Gals, but hey, not everyone can be Gucci.
Sister Catherine decides all bets are off and manages to grab Paula's arm and goes to bite it, Paula immediately disengaging out of fear, giving Sister Catherine just enough room to grab Miss Gucci by the hair to force her legs free. Sister Catherine then spits that sinister red mist into Miss Gucci's eyes! Miss Gucci howls and screams as her face is covered in even more red now! Sister Catherine gets to her feet as Prada Paula looks to catch her with a surprise Chick Kick but Sister Catherine ducks and spits the red mist in her face as well! Miss Gucci is now on her feet as well, and with both Gucci Gals blinded Sister Catherine bares her fangs and hisses, causing Prada Paula and Miss Gucci to immediately go after one another, each believing that Sister Catherine was right in front of them! Miss Gucci and Prada Paula start throwing haymakers at one another, giving each other everything they have, not realizing they're fighting each other instead of Sister Catherine!
North: Total anarchy, The Gucci Gals are blinded by that sinister red mist and they think the other is Sister Catherine!
DIC: And she's a woman of God? She's a damn witch!
The referee finally ushers Stitches back to her corner only to see The Gucci Gals going at one another. Confused the referee doesn't even order either one back to their corner as Sister Catherine watches the tag team champions go after each other's throats. Back and forth Miss Gucci and Prada Paula brawl over the ring, blinded by the blood and the mist. Miss Gucci somehow manages to dodge a Chick Kick, partially out of instinct and partially due to Paula being blind herself but Miss Gucci manages to grab a hold of her and hits her own partner with the That's So Gucci perfectplex, bridging for the pin! Miss Gucci is confused why the referee won't count and she breaks her own pin as her vision begins to return and realizes she made a big mistake as she knows it was Paula she hit instead of Sister Catherine!
North: That's So Gucci! Miss Gucci just took out her own partner and she can't believe it!
DIC: No, that's not Gucci at all!
Sister Catherine catches Miss Gucci in her clutches and slams her down to the mat, immediately going for and hooking in the Sinner's Salvation anaconda vise. Miss Gucci screams as she struggles to get free, but to no avail. Sister Catherine pulls back harder looking to crank as much pressure and pain as possible as Miss Gucci desperately tries to reach for the ropes that might as well be a mile away. Miss Gucci raises her hand as she might be ready to tap out but instead tries to roll out of the hold. Like earlier Sister Catherine manages to hold on as Miss Gucci's foot is closer to the ropes now. Miss Gucci tries to reach back as far as she can with her foot but this time it was Sister Catherine that managed to roll the two towards the center of the ring. Miss Gucci's cries of pain grow louder as Prada Paula is still out cold on the mat; help wasn't going to reach her this time. Miss Gucci looks close to tapping out as the crowd gets louder and louder, stomping and cheering as they feel on the edge of the climax of the match.
North: Miss Gucci is going to tap out, she's going to tap to the Sinner's Salvation!
Miss Gucci makes one ore desperate attempt as she begins to roll..... Sister Catherine rolling with her..... Miss Gucci arcs her body as Sister Catherine now on her back keeps an iron grip on the hold... the referee drops down to count.....1.........2..............3-tap-tap-tap!
North: Miss Gucci tapped out!
DIC: Tapped out? She just pinned Sister Catherine for the count of three, the champions retain!
North: It's going to be awfully close here, it all depends on if the referee's hand hit the mat for the count of three before Miss Gucci tapped out. This could go either way.
The referee calls for the belts and has a discussion with Baxter at ringside as the timekeeper holds onto the belts beside him. Miss Gucci at this point is tending to Paula as Stitches is grinning gleefully in the corner thinking her team just won the championships. After two minutes of relative silence in terms of an official decision Baxter finally speaks.
Baxter: The referee's decision is in. Sister Catherine made Miss Gucci submit to the Sinner's Salvation while her shoulders were on the mat for the count of three. As the submission and pinfall happened simultaneously as Miss Gucci tapped out at the same time Sister Catherine's shoulders were pinned for the count of 3 this match has been ruled a draw! Championships cannot change hands as a result of count-out, disqualification or a draw therefore.... STILL LONE Tag Team Champions.... Miss Gucci and Prada Paula... The Gucci Gals!
The Gucci Gals quickly roll out of the ring and snatch the titles from time keeper as the crowd is stunned.
DIC: Still the champs!
North: I'm sure that's not the way Miss Gucci would want to retain for her team, I'm sure she'd want it to come in a less painful situation but they'll take it none the less. It's not a win, but it's also not a loss and if you're the champions that's good enough to retain the gold. That's why they call it Champion's Advantage. I'm Kevin North, and for my broadcast partner DIC we will see you next month. Hopefully we'll get a conclusion to this rivalry, Jennifer Stewart will be making her in ring debut and what happens if Alison Crowne retains? Tune in to Three Year Anniversary to find out!
