Chaos - 11 November 2018

[Joshua Samson, ESQ]

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A recap of the ending to the previous Chaos airs. Images of JFC blood pouring down his face, thumbtacks sticking out from every direction as Willow cranks back on the Deadly Poisoned Kisses. Iconic Heavyweight Champion Aaron Kostan entering the ring with security as The Dark Karneval scatters like vermin.

Kostan attending to his friend before dramatically staring down Xtastic. When in slow motion Flash attacks Kostan from behind, followed by a massive big boot from Acrimony. Xtastic and Willow join in as the The Dark Karneval stops Kostan and JFC...

The voice of Crumb commenting on the chaos in the ring as the video package fades away and back into the ring. Where Oliver Black is standing front and center, Wes Meyers a few feet behind to the left. Black already has microphone in hand.

Oliver Black: Chaos... Chaos is found in great abudance when ever order is being saught. It always defeats order... And it does so because it is better organized. And every step Commisioner Tap, JFC and Aaron Kostan take to defeat evil, to control chaos, to snuff out the DARKNESS... The stronger, the more organized, the more determined we ALL become!

Oliver Black: Week after week, the weak come out here and refuse to embrace their darkness. Refuse to abandon their war... To denounce their platform against the quote unquote Villains.

Oliver Black: But what is... WHO is the true villain? 50 years ago if you asked the average movie goer to point out the villain in a movie the choice was obvious. The man in the curled mustache tying the woman to the train tracks. Or the monster with sharp fangs and green face paint.

Oliver Black: But todays audience... They are smarter. Todays villains are smart and calculated. Today's villains are young and attractive. They look you in the eye and lie to your face with a crooked yet handsome smile.

Oliver Black: And in these times the audience that grew up idolizying the hero now side with the villain. Boys who worshiped the Batman now see the light... Or darkness and realize as valiant as Bruce Wayne was he was a corrupt, billionaire bureaucrat. And it was The Joker who truly had our best interests in mind. It was the Joker who preached the truth when no one else wanted to listen.

Oliver Black: Todays audience knows their are no heroes and villains. Because nobody is the villain in their own story... Not when you are fighting for what YOU know is the TRUTH!

Oliver Black: And in this story Aaron... I guess that makes me the Joker. Not because I'm deranged or crazy.. But because I'm just trying to show the Batman the truth. I'm just trying to show Batman that darkness lives inside us all, and to embrace it!

Oliver Black: Joker told the Batman that "we stopped looking for monsters under our bed when we realized they were inside us" and nothing could be more true in today's climate. We come out here and point fingers and make false claims. So desperate to place the blame and make a villain. All in a sad attempt to make sense of it all, to make ourselves feel better.

Oliver Black: But the only way we truly feel better, the only way we truly live in content is when we embrace our self fully and honestly. And that isnt just the bright and happy thoughts, its the dark ones too. Its not the dreams and aspirations, but also the nightmares. And it is NOT just love but also HATE!

Oliver Black: Aaron you will never be a great and valiant champion, you will never truly be happy... Until you embrace this fact. And you have never come as close to greatness, as close to happiness as you did with me!

Oliver Black: Aaron Kostan is no hero... Not with out me to make him one. And that's why I'm out here Aaron. To ask you one more time... One last time. Face me... Join me in the darkness again.

Oliver Black: Embrace your inner monster in one last final match with me...

Oliver Black: And before you say no.. Just think what would Anna want?

Black lets out a sadistic chuckle.

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A NIGHT OF PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING

Crumb: WELCOME EVERYONE TO CHAOS!!

“Fight Music” by D12 blares as the show pans about the capacity crowd of about thousand or so people. Signs, banners, and posters are sprinkled throughout the crowd such as “I Tried To Answer The Call to Heroes But Got The Voicemail!”, “Épouse-moi Florence-Marie!”, and “If Brianna Rissi Retains We Riot!”

**LIVE FROM THE BARKER HANGAR IN SANTA MONICA, CALIFORNIA**

Nelson: Happy Veteran’s Day to all the servicemen and women active and retired!

Rose: Who in the hell allowed Oliver Black time to come out here to address the crowd?

Nelson: I am not quite sure but as everyone witnessed Black had had much to say specifically to our Heavyweight Championship, Aaron Kostan.

Crumb: What’s the point of us having a format if we’re not going to go by it?!

Nelson: That is something we will have to address at a different time right now we will not delay and get right into the great wrestling action only Iconic Professional Wrestling can deliver right here on Chaos!


Torres: The following DEBUT match is scheduled for ONE FALL with a TEN MINUTE time limit!

Rule 1: "Watch your enemies cause they're watching you
Rule 2: Stay relentless in all that you do
Rule 3: Never ever bite the hand that feeds

Love don't live here anymore, it's just me"

Hack appears out in the crowd among the fans, barbwire wrapped steel chair in hand. With the crowd exploding around him Hack takes a moment to look about before throwing his arm overhead holding the wire wrapped chair high in the air with a battle cry. With the fans in an uproar Hack heads down toward ringside, vaulting over the barricade. Pacing for a moment to hype himself up he lets out another battle cry and again holds the wire wrapped chair high above his head before rolling into the ring and sitting in the corner.

Torres: Coming to the ring first hailing from Chicago, Illinois….weighing two hundred and twenty-five pounds….standing at a height of six feet one inches...making his Iconic Professional Wrestling debut...he is the King of Xtreme….HACCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Nelson: Hack comes to Iconic Professional Wrestling with an extensive history with the leader of the Dark Karnevil, Xstatic.

Crumb: I saw on Twitter that one of the main reasons Hack sought to join IPW was to get his hands on Xstatic.

Rose: You really need to get off social media and get a life.

”No More Pain” hits the arena and Tyrone Jackson walks slowly to the ring. Once at ringside, he climbs the steps, climbs through the ropes and then raises his hands in victory.

Torres: Coming to the ring next hailing from Detroit, Michigan….weighing in at two hundred and thirty-four pounds….standing at six feet one inches...making his Iconic Professional Wrestling in-ring debut...he is TYRONE JACKSOOOOOOONNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nelson: Jackson made his first appearance on Iconic Professional Wrestling television when he made an on-air appearance backstage at Helloween two weeks ago.

Rose: And I’m sure you’re going to let everyone know how high the expectations are for him by the company?

Crumb: Hehee. You do say that about nearly all the new Icons making their debut, Patrick.

Nelson: I hate you two sometimes...

DING DING DING!!

---Debut Match: Hack vs. Tyrone Jackson---

Hack runs across the ring and BLASTS Tyrone in the mouth with a hard right hand. He follows it up with a second, and then a third. Tyrone Jackson shoves Hack back before he can do anything else, causing the Detroit native to nearly lose his footing. Tyrone tries to use this to his advantage as he charges forward---only to get caught with a big hiptoss from Hack!

Hack turns his back on Tyrone Jackson and tries to see whether the fans are willing to be receptive to him. The response is mixed. Hack shakes his head and turns around to face Tyrone once again. As soon as he does so, Tyrone steps forward and hits Hack with a throat thrust! The impact of the blow sends Hack stumbling. Tyrone grabs Hack and shoots him across the ring. He steps forward and waits for Hack to come back on the rebound. Tyrone then lifts Hack into the air and takes a few steps before delivering a sidewalk slam! Tyrone hooks the leg for the quick cover.

One…

Two...Hack gets the shoulder up!

Crumb: It seems like Hack is more worried about the cheers of the crowd instead of the match.

Rose: It’ll be exactly that which will give Tyrone the win.

Hack tries to drag himself back up to his feet. Tyrone quickly closes the gap and hits Hack in the mouth with a back elbow shot. He follows it up with a second. Hack stumbles back against the nearest turnbuckle and uses it to remain on his feet. Tyrone glares at Hack before slowly stepping back to the middle of the ring. While Hack continues to try and hold himself upright, Tyrone Jackson charges forward and CRUSHES Hack against the turnbuckle! Hack nearly falls to the mat as he pulls himself out of the corner. Tyrone puts of his hands around Hack's throat and begins to choke him. The referee immediately heads over to Tyrone to give him a warning. The warning ends up being irrelevant, however, as Tyrone lifts Hack into the air and delivers a choke bomb that he transitions into a pin attempt.

One…

Two…

Th...Hack kicks out!

Nelson: That was a big slam, but to his credit it looks like Hack has some fight left in him!

Crumb: I would hope he's got some fight left in him!

Rose: I have to admit...I don't know if I like his chances with the way that Tyrone has been going tonight...

The fans boo Tyrone Jackson as he glares down at Hack. Tyrone wraps his right hand around Hack's throat and brings him back up to his feet. The referee again starts to warn Tyrone. This time, however, Hack is able to fight his way out of Tyrone's grasp! He kicks the right leg of Tyrone once and then twice! Tyrone stumbles back, giving Hack a chance to back up and pick up some speed! Tyrone tries to cut Hack off with a big boot! Hack ducks underneath the attempt and continues to run, bouncing off of the ropes and taking the right knee of Tyrone out with a chop block! Tyrone tries to recover, but can't before Hack grabs hold of him and snaps off a DDT!

One…

Two…

Th...Tyrone powers out!

Nelson: Hack is starting to gain a bit of momentum!

Rose: But can he KEEP that momentum?!

Hack pops back up to his feet and struts around the ring a bit. Hack turns around and glares at Tyrone Jackson, who is pulling himself back up to his feet. Sensing the perfect opportunity to strike, Hack runs forward and catches Tyrone with a hard knee to the head! Tyrone falls to the mat from the impact and once again tries to pull himself back up to his feet. Hack grabs Tyrone so that he can set him up for a cradle piledriver!

Before Hack can actually deliver it, Tyrone powers out by sending Hack to the mat with a back body drop! Hack pulls himself back up to his feet. He runs at Tyrone to grab him---only to walk right into a big dropkick from Tyrone! Hack crashes to the mat and stumbles back up to his feet. Tyrone steps forward and delivers No More Pain (swinging neckbreaker) in the middle of the ring. The fans boo as Tyrone goes for the cover.

One…

Two...

THREE!!

Torres: The winner of this match...Tyrone Jackson!!!

Nelson: I was highly impressed by what I saw from both of these men, but Tyrone Jackson definitely wants to show the world that they should respect him!

Crumb: Well, if what we saw tonight is any indication...I'd say he's going to start getting that respect!

~~

Torres: The following TRIPLE THREAT match is scheduled for ONE FALL with a TEN MINUTE time limit!

flash music hits with red and blue lights flashing. She walks out on stage with a smirk along her red lips. She skips down the ramp and around the ring before climbing up on the side and striking a pose. As she enters the ring she stands in the corner waiting for whoever she's facing.

Torres: Coming to the ring first hailing from the Dark Karnival….weighing in at one hundred and twenty-five pounds….standing at a height of five feet six inches….representing the Dark Karnevil...she is FLASSSSHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nelson: The latest member of the Dark Karnevil made her debut at Helloween and although she acquired a lost to Nico Rider, she and her husband insured that it was Rider that suffered after the match.

Crumb: That seems to be the modus operandus of that crew.

Rose: Did you just use...Latin?!

Crumb: What? A guy can’t be cultured?

"M.A.A.D. City" by Kendrick Lamar plays as Chris Shields makes his way down to the ring.

Torres: Coming to the ring next hailing from Compton, California…..weighing in at two hundred and five pounds….standing at a height of six feet three inches….he is CHRIS SHIELDDDDDDSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nelson: This Icon is making a sort of return as he has been off of Iconic Professional Wrestling programming a few weeks. Now that he is back, he has vowed a new vigor.

Rose: Pffffttt...I’ll believe when I see it.

Crumb: Chris is going to need to be renewed because he is in there with some very capable Lady Icons!

The arena lights quicky turn into strobe lights as ”Time To Dance” blares through the speakers. Jodi comes out wearing a long metallic trench coat and white shades. She begins doing karate like moves with the glow sticks. She throws them into the crowd as she dances to the ring. She slides into the ring and continues to dance as the music fades out

Torres: Coming to the ring last hailing from Hollywood, California...weighing in at one hundred and twenty-four pounds….standing at a height of five feet six inches….she is JODDDDIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nelson: This Lady Icon is looking to rebound after a big loss at Helloween.

Crumb: Every win counts, Patrick, and Jodi definitely needs to get one.

Rose: I have a feeling win or lose, this will probably be her last show regardless.

Flash can't help but smirk as she waits for the referee to call for the bell. Jodi looks a bit cautious, turning her attention between both of her opponents. Shields, meanwhile, simply looks focused.

DING DING DING!!

---Triple Threat Match: Flash vs. Chris Shields vs. Jodi---

Jodi keeps her eyes on both of her opponents, who---either surprisingly or unsurprisingly---both decide to start the match by going after her.

Crumb: You had to see this coming...

Rose: It's a coincidence! It's good strategy to make sure that you turn it into a one on one match! Get rid of the third party!

While the validity of the strategy is discussed, Shields manages to catch Jodi in the mouth with a forearm shot that knocks her against the ropes. Jodi stumbles away from him, only to have Flash begin to hit Jodi in the chest with a few chops.

Crowd: WOOO! WOOO! WOOOO!

Flash and Shields then look at each other and nod. They grab Jodi and shoot her across the ring at the same time. When Jodi comes back on the rebound, they both grab hold of her and slam her to the mat with a double hiptoss! Jodi hits the mat hard, the fans booing what they deem a show of teamwork from Chris Shields and Flash.

Crumb: It sure looks to me like they've got every intention of working together.

Rose: They're wrestling a smart match, Todd! I don't know what you want me to tell you…

Jodi tries to pull herself back up to her feet, though Chris Shields refuses to give her the space to do so. He stomps away on Jodi as Flash stands back and watches with a smirk on her face. Jodi finally makes it over to a corner and uses the ropes to pull herself back up to her feet. Once she's standing, Chris gets out of the way. Flash comes charging in seconds later and leaps into the air, BLASTING Jodi in the mouth with an elbow shot. She stumbles out of the corner---somehow remaining on her feet in the process. That doesn't last for long as Chris grabs Jodi and launches her over his head with a belly to belly suplex!

Nelson: Beautiful suplex by Shields!

Jodi slowly tries to pull herself back up to her feet. Shields goes to make his way across the ring to grab hold of her, when suddenly Flash bounces off of the ropes and tries to catch Jodi in the mouth with a shining wizard! Jodi ducks underneath the knee and rolls Flash up for the cover.

One…

Two...Shields breaks up the pin attempt!

Both Jodi and Flash make it back up to their feet. Shields tries to hit Jodi with a roundhouse kick, though Jodi ducks it. Shields gets both of his feet on the ground, but before he can do anything else, Flash runs at him and leaps into the air. She catches Shields with both of her knees to the face, sending him crashing down to the mat. Flash then turns her attention toward Jodi and hits her in the mouth with an elbow shot, and then another, and then another. Jodi gets knocked completely off balance from the impact of the blows. Flash grabs Jodi and sets her up for an Irish whip before pulling Jodi in toward her and trying for a clothesline. Jodi just barely ducks underneath it. She drives her knee into Flash's ribs and delivers a snap suplex before covering.

One…

Two…

Th...Shields breaks it up again!

Nelson: All three of these Icons are putting in one hundred percent effort in this match!

Rose: Well no one wants to lose, Patticake…

Crumb: Do you think any of the Dark Karnevil will be showing up soon to ruin this?

Shields blasts Jodi in the back of the head with an elbow shot before grabbing Flash. He lifts her up to her feet and briefly looks at her to try and gauge her reaction. Flash glares at him for a moment before hitting Shields with a chop to the chest.

Crowd: WOOO!

She fires off a second to continue wearing him down.

Crowd: WOOO!

Shields shakes his head and then steps forward, nearly taking Flash's head off with a discus clothesline. He looks down at Flash in disappointment for a moment, but before he can do anything else, Jodi runs at him from behind and delivers a bulldog. Shields rolls out of the way and tries to pull himself back up to his feet. While he's doing that, Jodi grabs Flash and tries to drag her back up to her feet. Flash shoves Jodi away from her before Jodi can get her up. Jodi stumbles a few steps. Smirking, Flash hits Jodi in the stomach with a side kick. Jodi doubles over, but before Flash can do anything else, Shields grabs Jodi from behind. He tries to set her up for a German suplex, but Flash steps forward and kicks Shields in the jaw with a superkick! Shields falls to the mat and Flash covers.

One…

Two…

Th...Shields gets the shoulder up!

Nelson: Flash is NOT playing games in this!

Crumb: She wants to win.

Rose: Not only should she want to win, but she has every right to try!

Shaking her head in disappointment, Flash turns her attention toward Jodi. She continues to use her legs to great effect, kicking Jodi hard in the ribs. Kick after kick connects with the Hollywood native. Jodi tries to cover up, but she is unable to do so. Flash begins to chuckle, clearly amused with the situation. Suddenly, Chris Shields makes it back up to his feet. He grabs Flash from behind and delivers a big German suplex that he bridges directly into a pin attempt.

One…

Two…

Th...Jodi breaks it up!

Shields makes it back up to his feet. Jodi runs at him and hits Shields with a big enziguri that sends him stumbling. Chris somehow remains on his feet. Jodi shakes her head and tries to bounce off of the ropes to gain some speed. Before she can do anything to him, Shields steps forward and drives his knee into her ribs. He then pulls her in and delivers a butterfly suplex---floating over into a pin attempt.

One…

Two…

Th...Jodi kicks out!

Nelson: Chris Shields is on fire right now!

Rose: Now if Flash is smart and realizes that the two of them are even...they can get rid of Jodi and make BOTH of their lives easier!

Sure enough, as Flash pulls herself back up to her feet and glares at Shields. Chris drags Jodi up to her feet by her hair. He hits Jodi in the chest with a chop, and then a second, and then a third.

Crowd: WOOO! WOOO! WOOOO!

Jodi fights back with a hard forearm shot that sends Shields stumbling a bit. She hits him with a second to create some distance before bouncing off of the ropes to gain some speed. Flash steps in front of Jodi and hits her with a big clothesline! Jodi hits the mat hard but tries to pull herself back up to her feet. Flash smirks as she throws Jodi at Shields, who nails Jodi with a spinning backfist that sends her to the mat. Jodi groggily tries to bring herself up to her feet. Shields lines himself up with Jodi.

Shields bounces off of the ropes to deliver the Point Blank (sick kick) to Jodi. Just before he can actually take a step toward her, Flash runs in front of Shields, leaps into the air, and nails him in the jaw with a knee that sends him stumbling. He tries to recover, but Flash grabs him and dumps him out onto the floor. Flash shakes her head and screams at Shields. She then goes to refocus on the match by dropping Jodi with her Flash Effect (Twist of Fate).

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS FLASH DROPS JODI WITH FLASH EFFECT?!?!

Rose: Probably, “you ain’t got to home, Jodi, but you got to get the hell outta here!”

Flash covers.

One…

Two...

THREE!!

Torres: The winner of this match...Flash!

Nelson: When Flash and Chris Shields were working together, they were dominant. But there are no teams in this type of setting.

Rose: And of course, Flash couldn't let Chris do what he needed to do!

Crumb: You can't trust her!

Flash leaps to her feet, celebrating as if she’s just simultaneously won every championship known to man. Jodi stands up and the lights go out.

Crumb: Oh this can’t be good...

Rose: It’s got to be the arrival of the Dark Karnevil.

Nelson: That has got to be what this is!

The lights come back on and Jodi is surrounded by Flash, Willow Rainn, and Xstatic.

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS THREE FOURTHS OF THE DARK KARNEVIL HAVE JODI SURROUNDED IN THE RING?!?!

Rose: Probably, “just three of the four? I think I can take them!”

Jodi starts to back up before running at Jodi, looking for an escape. Flash scores a double leg takedown and then rolls her over into a Boston crab. Jodi starts tapping furiously while Willow Rainn and Xstatic bring a couple of tables into the ring.

Nelson: We need some help out here!

With three tables in place around the Lady Icons, the two Icons begin dowsing all three tables with liquid.

Nelson: THAT IS LIGHTER FLUID!

Rose: I could go for some barbeque...

As they go to start to light the tables, Nico Rider and Silver Kazama rush the ring.

Crumb: AND HERE COMES THE CAVALRY!

Xstatic manages to light two tables at once as Nico and Silver make it to ringside and climb opposite corners. They nod to each other before leaping over the fire, soaring in for flying clotheslines on both Willow and Xstatic.

Nelson: Rider has publicly stated that it is his personal mission to combat the Dark Karnevil no matter the cost!

Rose: Idiot!

As Flash decides what to do, Jessie Roberts, fire extinguisher in hand, runs down the rampway. She dives into the ring, clangs Flash in the head with the tank and then spins, unloading the extinguisher’s contents onto the flames. Bico and Silver give Xstatic and Willow a double dropkick to send all three Dark Karnevil from the ring.

Nelson: My goodness, what a save! The Saviors just jumped OVER the fire!

Crumb: And then the Hawkeye Warrior put it out before helping putting the crazy pyros out!

Rose: Somehow, I don’t think this is over!

~~

Torres: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL with a TEN MINUTE time limit!

With the ring cleared, Nico has remained in preparation for his impending match.

Torres: Already in the ring hailing from Boston, Massachusetts...weighing in at one hundred and eighty-seven pounds….standing at a height of five feet ten inches….he is NICO RIDEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Rose: Now I had high hopes that this Nico was going to come into IPW and really wreck havoc and say hell to the rules. Instead he’s answered General Manager Tap’s Cal to Heroes. Pathetic.

Crumb: We need more heroes, Rose. Just imagine if IPW was just as wild as the Wild West? Outlaws everywhere doing whatever they wanted?

Nelson: Been heavy on Red Dead Redemption II, huh, Crumb?

Crumb: How can you tell?

"The Bass Song" by the Posters begins to play. Florence-Marie slowly walks out into the center of the ramp, swinging her long hair with her hand. She makes a stop at the top of the ramp giving her opponent a look, before flipping her hair behind her. She walks down the ramp, hitting a few hands before climbing up the stairs on the side. She walks alongside the outside of the ramp, bouncing to her music and stops for a pose. She then enters the ring by hopping over the ropes in style, centering herself in the middle of the ring with a look of confidence before her match.

Torres: Coming to the ring hailing from Montreal, Quebec, Canada….weighing in at one hundred and forty-five pounds….standing at a height of five feet seven inches….she is FLORENCE-MARIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nelson: This Lady Icon is still riding high off of her victory at Helloween and is looking extend her win streak tonight.

Rose: There is something about this newbie act Flo has that has me thinking there is something dark and sinister bubbling just beneath the surface of this girl. I’d like to see her get past this good girl image she is trying to foster and just let loose.

DING DING DING!!

---Nico Rider vs. Florence-Marie---

Nico takes a few steps towards the center of the ring, ready to get things started. Flo does the same at first, but then suddenly runs at Nico catching him with a chop to the chest, and then another, and then another.

Crowd: WOOO! WOOO! WOOO!

Though the blows do little on their own, they eventually get Nico to stagger. Nico quickly tries to regain his balance. He runs towards Flo and attempts to take her off of her feet with a clothesline. Flo ducks underneath the attempt and ends up behind Nico. Nico turns around to face her, only to walk right into a dropkick that sends him down to the mat. The fans give a quick cheer. Flo stands back and watches as Nico starts to make it back up to his feet.

Rose: You would think that nosey Nico would be tired after coming in for the rescue of Jodi before the commercial break!

Crumb: I had Nico all wrong when he came into IPW last Chaos. I thought he was going to be a primadonna entitled bad guy but by speaking out and standing up to the Dark Karnevil he has my utmost respect.

Nelson: I agree with your sentiment, Crumb, but right now Rider is not facing Dark Karnevil. He is facing the very talented Florence-Marie!

Nico finally makes it back up to his feet. Flo is quick to rush at him. Nico tries to catch her off guard with a big boot, but Flo is able to duck underneath the attempt. She continues to run and as Nico turns around to face her, Flo bounces off of the ropes and catches him with a headscissors takedown! Nico hits the mat hard. Florence-Marie quickly dives on top of him for the pin attempt!

One…

Two...

THRE...Nico powers out!

Nelson: A good nearfall for Florence-Marie!

Rose: You have to think that Nico has Dark Karnevil on the brain right now.

Once again, Nico Rider tries to pull himself back up to his feet, as Florence-Marie stands back and once again waits for Nico to make it back up to his feet. When he is up, Nico quickly rushes at her and goes for another clothesline. Flo is able to duck underneath the attempt, but Nico quickly stops behind her. When she tries to take advantage of his miss, Nico catches her in the mouth with a hard elbow that nearly takes Flo off of her feet. She begins to stumble. Nico quickly turns around and does connect with a clothesline, this one causing Flo to hit the mat hard. She tries to pull herself back up to her feet right away, but Nico is right there to meet her. He grabs hold of her and drags her back up to her feet. Just a moment later, he plants Flo back on the mat with a belly to belly suplex! He drops down on top of her for the cover.

One…

Two…

THRE....Florence-Marie kicks out!

Nelson: Rider was a millisecond from picking up the victory over Florence-Marie!

Rose: Nico should have pulled the tights and he would have had the pin!

Florence-Marie rolls over to the ropes and grabs them, trying to pull herself back up to her feet. Once she is up, she rushes at Rider, hoping to use her speed to her advantage. Unfortunately for her, it's Nico's natural strength that comes into play, as he launches her high into the air. She hits the mat hard just a moment later. Nonetheless showing just how resilient she is, Flo tries to quickly pull herself back up to her feet. Nico quickly rushes over and catches her with a running boot to the face. Nico drops down on top of her for another cover.

One…

Two…

Th...Florence-Maria is able to kick out again!

Nelson: You have to admire the amount of toughness that we are seeing out of Florence-Marie tonight!

Rose: There's no doubt that she has what it takes to keep fighting in this one, Patrick. The real question is...will it go anywhere?!

Nico drags Florence-Marie back up to her feet again, immediately driving a knee hard into her ribs. She drops down to her knees before pulling herself back up to her feet. Nico lifts her into the air with ease. He lines Florence-Maria up with a turnbuckle and grins, running forward with her as he tries to set her up for a snake-eyes in the corner. Florence-Marie is able to squirm free at the last possible second, however, ending up behind Nico. She grabs him and tries to send him into the turnbuckle. Nico turns around and catches her with another hard elbow! Florence-Marie drops to the mat, but again tries to pull herself back up to her feet. Nico uses this opportunity to try and lift Florence-Marie up in the air but as soon as he gets her up high enough, Florence-Marie connects with a hard knee. She then forces herself back down as she drives Nico into the mat with a DDT! The fans cheer loudly as Flo goes for the cover.

One..

Two…

THRE...Nico kicks out!

Crumb: That was close...

Rose: Close doesn't win matches, Crumbbum!

Nico Rider groggily tries to pull himself back up to his feet. Florence-Marie bounces off of the ropes and tries to keep her momentum alive. As soon as she reaches Nico on the rebound, he strikes with Kiss The Foot (superkick). Florence-Marie seemingly having scouting Nico, grabs his extended leg while she drops to the mat, and sends him spiraling with a dragon leg whip!

Nelson: You can tell that Florence-Marie has Rider well scouted.

Flo is quickly up and races over to get Nico up and into position for a flipping piledriver. The crowd cheers as she executes the Canadian Destroyer!

Crowd: HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T!

One…

Two...

THREE!!

Nelson: What an incredible victory!

Torres: The winner of this match...Florence-Marie!!!

Crumb: Flo just stole one!

Rose: Yeah, and Nico doesn't seem too happy about it...

Nico Rider starts to pull himself back up to his feet, looking irate. Florence-Marie quickly slides out of the ring and starts to back up the ramp. Willow Rainn jumps over the guardrail and slides into the ring behind the unknowing Nico.

Crumb: LOOK OUT, NICO! BEHIND YOU!

Nelson: Staying true to form, Dark Karnevil is making their normal post match appearance.

Willow dashes forward and connects with Deadly Poisoned Kisses (a running bulldog that goes into the walls of Jericho). Screeching like a banshee, Willow locks in the elevated Boston crab.

Crumb: Oh no...someone get out here and stop him!

Rose: I told you guys earlier this wasn’t over! Nico is going to learn not to stick his nose into Dark Karnevil business!

Suddenly none other than Jessie Roberts storms down the entrance ramp much to the delight of the crowd!

Nelson: JESSIE ROBERTS COMING OUT AGAIN FOR THE SAVE!

Jessie slides into the ring and immediately clotheslines Willow off of the barely conscious Nico. The two Lady Icons exchange devastating blows with one another in the center of the ring. That ends quickly, however, when Jessie bounces off of the ropes and sends Willow to the mat with a another big clothesline! Willow rolls out to the floor, angrily glaring at Jessie. Willow mumbles to herself as she makes her way up the ramp.

Crumb: Thank God Jessie was here to help Nico out!

Rose: What business did she have getting involved with this?!

Nelson: Rose, some people believe in doing the right thing and not allowing the bad to run roughshod!


Torres: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL with a TEN MINUTE time limit!

Nelson: Well with Jessie Roberts already in the ring it seems that we will be having her match right away.

Torres: Already in the ring hailing from Iowa City, Iowa...weighing in at one hundred and forty-eight pounds…..standing at a height of five feet ten inches….she is the Hawkeye Warrior...JESSIE ROBERTTTTTTTSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Out To Kill" by Billy Lincoln plays over the P.A. system plays over the P.A. system as Patrick makes his way down to the ring. He makes his way into the ring by climbing the steel steps and entering through the top two ropes, walking over to the far corner turnbuckle and climbing it as he looks out at the fans while extending his arms out to either side.

Torres: Coming to the ring her opponent hailing Toronto, Ontario, Canada….weighing in at two hundred and twenty-four pounds….standing at a height of six feet one inches….he is PATRICK FISHEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Rose: This guy STILL works here?! I could have sworn he was fired?!

Crumb: Patrick Fisher has been very quiet lately.

Nelson: A lot has happen to this man over the past month that has prevented him from being vocal!

DING DING DING!!

---Patrick Fisher vs. "The Hawkeye Warrior" Jessie Roberts---

The two Icons both begin to circle around the ring waiting for an opening, not wanting to give their opponent much of an advantage to start the match. When one doesn't appear, the two immediately step toward each other and grapple up, struggling for the advantage. Jessie Roberts gains it, backing Patrick up against the ropes, and peppering his chest with a few quick chops.

Crowd: WOOO! WOOO! WOOO! WOOO!

Jessie shoots Patrick across the ring, waiting for him to come back on the rebound. When he does, Jessie sends Patrick to the mat with a back body drop. Patrick stumbles back up to his feet rather quickly. He tries to go after Jessie. Unfortunately for him, he walks right into a side kick to the ribs. Patrick doubles over in pain. Jessie quickly turns around and grabs him. She lifts Patrick into the air and lets him hang for a moment before delivering a front suplex onto the top ropes. Patrick's ribs bounce off of them before he falls forward onto the mat. Jessie immediately grabs Patrick, drags him towards the center of the ring, and attempts the cover

One…

Two…

THR...Patrick is able to kick out!

Nelson: A great start to this one from Jessie Roberts, who is looking to show the Iconic Professional Wrestling fans that she has what it takes to continue being a major player for this company!

Rose: A quick start and a victory are two very different things, Patticake. Anyone can start a match hot. The real question is whether or not they can finish it that way!

Crumb: If anyone can, Jessie can!

Jessie looks down at Patrick as he tries to pull himself back up to his feet. Before Patrick can make it back up, Jessie delivers a few hard stomps to his ribs. Patrick tries to cover up his ribs in defense, which allows Jessie to grab him. She lifts Patrick back up to his feet and nails him in the mouth with a hard forearm shot. Patrick stays on his feet. Jessie pulls him in towards him and once again lifts Patrick into the air.

Nelson: What a display of strength by Roberts!

Rose: I call juice!

This time Jessie tries to set Patrick up for a running powerslam. Before she can actually slam Patrick to the mat, Patrick is able to squirm free, ending up behind Jessie. Patrick grabs Jessie from behind and shoves her towards a nearby turnbuckle. Jessie's chest crashes into it. She stumbles back and is nailed with a clubbing blow to the back of the head! Jessie begins to pull herself back up to her feet, only to have Patrick run over with a hard knee that sends Jessie right back down to the mat. Patrick goes for the cover.

One…

Two…

TH...Jessie is able to kick out!

Nelson: And now it is Patrick Fisher who is beginning to gain some momentum in this one!

Rose: Once again...there's a big difference between momentum, and a match-ender...

Jessie Roberts tries to roll out of the way and create some space though Patrick refuses to allow her to escape long. Jessie grabs the ropes and starts to pull herself back up to her feet. Patrick immediately grabs Jessie and tries to drag her back towards the center of the ring. This proves to be a mistake as Jessie is able to catch Patrick in the mouth with a hard elbow shot that sends him staggering. He regains his balance, but not before Jessie is able to grab hold of Patrick and Irish whip him into a nearby corner. Patrick's body slumps against the turnbuckle. Jessie runs over just a second later and connects with a vicious corner clothesline! Patrick hits the mat hard and Jessie can't help but grin.

Crumb: That sure as hell looks painful!

Rose: Now that could be a momentum changer!

Instead of going for the cover, Jessie grabs Patrick's body and drags it out of the corner. She delivers a quick stomp to Patrick to keep him down before stepping out onto the apron. She stands there for just a moment before launching herself over the ropes in an attempt to land on Patrick with a tope atomico!

Before she can land on Patrick Fisher, Patrick rolls out of the way. Jessie hits the mat hard instead. Patrick pulls himself back up to his feet, Jessie doing the same. As soon as both are up, Patrick bounces off of the ropes and takes Jessie down with a huge spear!

Nelson: Well, that is huge for Fisher!

Rose: And it may be the end for Jessie!

Jessie wisely rolls over to the ropes and uses them to pull herself back up to her feet. Patrick Fisher stands ready and waiting to put the match away. As soon as she's up, Jessie turns around. Patrick bounces off the ropes and tries to kick her head off with a springboard kick! It connects causing Jessie to hit the mat hard. Patrick goes for the cover.

One…

Two…

THRE...Jessie kicks out!

Crumb: Oh man that was close!

Nelson: Fisher is starting to look frustrated with his inability to put Roberts away.

Patrick Fisher looks down at Jessie Roberts in shock. Patrick grabs Jessie and lifts her back up to her feet. He nails Jessie in the ribs with a front kick before trying to set her up for a jumping reverse neckbreaker! Patrick does a cutthroat motion to get the fans going before raising a fist in the air. Before he can plant Jessie on the mat, however, Jessie squirms free and shoves Patrick away. Patrick stumbles a few steps. Jessie runs towards him and takes him down to the mat with a huge clothesline. Patrick tries to pull himself back up to his feet, but Jessie keeps on the attack with a hard kick to the face, followed by lifting Patrick into the air.

Crumb: Is this it?

Before Patrick can escape, Jessie plants him on the mat with Hawkeye Pride (sitout powerbomb)! Jessie holds for the cover.

One…

Two...

THREE!!

Torres: The winner of this match...Jessie Roberts!!!

Nelson: Patrick Fisher gave it one hell of an effort and it was a great match!

Crumb: In the end, though, Jessie Roberts is the one who pulls away with the win!

Rose: Now can we fire Patrick Fisher?!

~~

Torres: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL with a TEN MINUTE time limit!

"Frankenstain" plays as Willow walks out to a roar of boos as she didn't let that bother her as she was in a trance her body swaying around as she walks down the ramp as she gets into the ring she sits on the bottom turnbuckle as she looks up at the ceiling muttering things to herself as her theme dies down.

Torres: Coming to the ring hailing from Parts Unknown….weighing in at one hundred and twenty-four pounds...standing at a height of five feet six inches….representing the Dark Karnevil...she is WILLOW RAINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Nelson: Out of the four members of Dark Karnevil, I believe that Willow Rainn is the only one that is the least fazed by wins or losses. She really is only here in order to cause pain and violence.

Rose: Well, she has came out out time and time again and said that, Patrick.

Crumb: I think that makes her the most dangerous of the Dark Karnevil.

The guitar hits on “The Last Pale Light in the West” by Ben Nichols and out from the back walks Jackson Felix Coltrane. The arena lights cast a fiery orange around the stadium as the Iconic-tron kicks into gear with the initials “JFC” fading in and out over a setting sun at the end of a long, narrow road in the desert. Jackson walks down the ramp slowly, slapping the hands of kids along his way. He gets a little running start and slides into the ring to face/wait for his opponent.

Torres: Coming to the ring next hailing from Phoenix, Arizona….weighing in at two hundred and thirty-five pounds….standing at a height of six feet three inches….he is the Ego Killer….JACKSON FELIX COLTRANNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Rose: Quite possibly the most vanilla Icon on the roster today!

Nelson: That is not fair, Rose.

Rose: Might not be fair but it’s damn well true, Patticake.

Crumb: I like vanilla.

Rose: Yes, yes you do...

The referee looks at both Icons to make sure they are ready for the upcoming match before calling for the bell.

DING DING DING!!

---Willow Rainn vs. Jackson Felix Coltrane---

Almost immediately, JFC runs forward and hits Willow in the mouth with a forearm smash. Willow barely has time to recover from the impact before JFC fires off a series of kicks into her ribs---the impact of each strike sending Willow stumbling back a bit. JFC calls for the fans to show him a bit of support, which they do without hesitation. This seems to annoy Willow Rainn a bit as she scoffs. Willow then charges forward and tries to shift the momentum a bit---only to have JFC catch her by surprise with an armdrag! Willow pops back up to her feet and walks right into a dropkick! The fans continue to cheer the early showing of offense from one of the IPW “Saviors.”

Nelson: Willow Rainn is an incredibly dangerous member of the Dark Karnevil and if Coltrane can keep this up, this would be a huge win for him!

Crumb: While that may be true...let's not ignore just how distracted Willow seems to be right now!

Rose: That looney chick is probably listening to all the different voices in her head!

Willow Rainn tries to pull herself back up to her feet. JFC grabs her and hits Willow in the mouth with an elbow shot to wear her down. He tries to get Willow into a side headlock to further wear her down. It appears as though it's working for a moment, only to have Willow lift JFC into the air and slam him to the mat with a back suplex! Willow mumbles to herself as she drags herself back up to her feet. JFC makes it up to his feet at the same time. Willow Rainn takes a deep breath to try and compose herself as JFC tries to close the gap between the two. Willow Rainn hits JFC with a European uppercut that sends him staggering! She follows it up with a second! JFC tries to cover and charges at Willow, who tries to send JFC crashing to the mat with a roundhouse kick! JFC ducks underneath the attempt and waits for Willow to turn around and face her. He hoists Willow onto his shoulders in an effort to set her up for something---only to have Willow land on the mat behind her. JFC turns around, Willow kicks him in the ribs, and snaps off a DDT!

Nelson: Coltrane was NOT ready for that one!

Rose: I like his aggressiveness and I think he's got talent, but I'm not entirely sure that he's ready for an annoyed Willow Rainn.

Crumb: How long do you think before the rest of Dark Karnevil makes their presence felt?

Willow shakes her head angrily and drags JFC halfway up to his feet. She immediately starts to hit JFC with a series of strikes to the head! The referee hurries over and tries to drag Willow away from JFC, though Willow is relentless in her assault. The referee finally succeeds in creating a bit of space between the two. He tries to warn Willow, but she ignores him and goes to refocus her attention. JFC charges forward and hits Willow in the mouth with an elbow shot! He tries a second, but Willow uses JFC's momentum against him and shoots him across the ring. Willow lifts JFC into the air on the rebound, which JFC tries to use to his advantage with a headscissor takedown! Willow catches JFC in the air and slams her down to the mat---JFC's face bouncing off of it!

Crumb: That looks like it hurt!

JFC tries to pull himself back up to his feet to get back into the match. Unfortunately, Willow seems to be ready for this. She dashes forward with a running bulldog and transitions that into an elevated Boston crab.

Nelson: DEADLY POISONED KISSES!

Crumb: Oh no! Hold on, Jax! Hold on!

After struggling for a few moments, JFC has no choice but to tap out.

Torres: The winner of this match...Willow Rainn!!

Rose: And just like that Willow Rainn adds another victory in the name of the Dark Karnevil!

Suddenly Xstatic jumps the barricade and slides into the ring to lay fists into the barely conscious Jackson.

Rose: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS XSTATIC HAS ENTERED THE RING AND IS ATTACKING JACKSON FELIX COLTRANE?!?!

Crumb: Probably, “hey, that’s Todd Crumb’s line!”

Nelson: These post match attacks by the Dark Karnevil have come to be expected! General Manager Tapioca Joe is going to have to impose new rules to counter this!

Pulling a spike from his pocket, Xstatic gives JFC's forehead a jab before digging it in!

Nelson, Cumb, Rose: OHMIGOSH!

Xstatic’s maniacal laughter can be heard mixed in with the pained screams of JFC. Willow stands guard prepared to take on any attempted rescuers. Xstatic tosses the spike away. He takes his hand and rubs it through the blood before rubbing it on his own face as he shouts at Jackson.

Xstatic: "Who's gonna save you?! Where are they?!"

Xstatic pulls JFC up and then hits Listen To Her Voice (flip backstabber). The leader of the Dark Karnevil kneels by the downed body of Jackson, his arms out as he laughs.

Nelson: Where in the hell are the rest of the Saviors?! Where is security?!

Crumb: WE NEED HELP OUT HERE NOW!!!

"Ruina Imperii" by Sabaton blares over the sound system as Sah’ta Thor bolts down the rampway.

Rose: OLD MAN SAH’TA?!

Nelson: Remember it was Coltrane that rescued Thor at Helloween. Coltrane has had nothing but respect toward Thor since he has arrived in Iconic Professional Wrestling.

Willow gives a sinister smile as she prepares to take on the Raging Storm. However the Barker Hangar lights go out and when they come back on Willow and Xstatic are gone. Thor slides in to check on Jackson who is left a bloody mess in the center of the ring.

Rose: We’re gonna lose our television deal over this, aren’t we?

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~~

Torres: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL with FIFTEEN MINUTE time limit!

The lights go out in the arena as blue and white strobe lights light up the stage. “Not Gonna Die” by Skillet hits over the PA System with the lights flashing in time with the rhythm. The black curtain is pushed aside and Silver Kazama steps out from behind it onto the stage. The crowd erupts into cheers as Silver walks over to the left side of the stage, his arms extended out to his sides as he panders to the fans.

He walks over to the right side of the stage and taunts to the fans again to another chorus of cheers. He moves back towards the center of the stage and begins to make his way down the ramp as he slaps the hands of fans on his way down to the ring.

He slides into the ring and jumps up onto the top turnbuckle, throwing both of his arms into the air, and pointing to the sky. He climbs down before walking over to the far set of ropes, climbing on the middle rope before holding his arm up again and calling out to the fans. He climbs down once more and walks towards his corner. He pulls his shirt up over his head and throws it into the crowd as “Not Gonna Die" fades out of earshot and the lights return to normal.

Torres: In the ring first hailing from New Orleans, Louisiana….weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds….standing at a height of six feet even...he is SILVER KAZAMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Rose: I was around when Silver was on top of his game so I think I can safely say that perhaps is game has left him behind. The glory days he has brought up are long dead and gone. The company where he blazed such a legendary career is definitely dead and gone. For his physical safety, maybe he needs to head back into semi-retirement?

Crumb: You said a mouthful there, Rose.

The lights go out as ”I'm Not Jesus” starts blaring through the speakers. Xstatic slowly walks out onto the stage wearing a hood over his head. His hands are taped as he places two fingers under his chin and two to his temple as he stands on the ramp. Once he uses his thumbs as "trigger" pulls the hood comes off and he heads down the ramp at a steady pace ready to fight before rolling into the ring and getting up. He leans on the top rope smiling as he places two fingers under his chin.

Torres: In the ring now hailing from The Karnival….weighing in at two hundred and twenty-seven pounds….standing at a height of six feet two inches….representing the Dark Karnevil….he is XSTATIIIIIIIIIIIIIICCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nelson: The leader of the Dark Karnevil has already been seen tonight as just moment ago prior to the commercial break he viciously assaulted Jackson Felix Coltrane after his match with Flash, the wife of Xstatic.

Cumb: And the attack wasn’t even needed because Flash had already won the match. It was just an attack because Jax has been a leading force of the Saviors against the Dark Karnevil!

The referee looks at both Icons to make sure that they are ready for the match. Silver Kazama nods and looks fired up. Xstatic, on the other hand, decides he Is going to get things started quickly. He runs across the ring and BLASTS Silver Kazama with a cheap shot that sends him staggering. Xstatic follows it up with another right hand, and then another, and then another.

DING DING DING!!

---Silver Kazama vs. Xstatic---

Silver finally slumps against the corner with nowhere to escape. Xstatic shakes his head angrily and mumbles under his breath. He steps back to the center of the ring before running at Silver Kazama, leaping into the air and trying to connect with a huge splash! Silver just barely ducks out of the way in time. The impact of the collision sends Xstatic stumbling around. He grabs hold of the ropes to try and steady himself, which gives Silver Kazama a chance clothesline the Dark Karnevil leader out to the floor!

Rose: I don't want you to win or anything, Silver, but I DO need to thank you for taking things out to the floor...

Nelson: Between the fact that one of these Icons is a face painted clown that indulges in being violently unpredictable...

Rose: Violence!

Kazama slides out to the floor to meet with Xstatic. The Dark Karnevil leader staggers back up to his feet, only to immediately be hit in the mouth with a hard right hand. Silver follows it up with a second, prompting Xstatic to stumble around and try to create a bit of space. He makes his way around the ring. Silver Kazama shakes his head angrily and follows in hot pursuit. Silver tries to grab Xstatic, but Xstatic shoves him away. Silver stumbles just a step, which is all the opening that Xstatic needs to step forward and BLAST Silver in the mouth with a big boot! Silver hits the floor hard. He tries to crawl back up to his feet as Xstatic turns around and grabs the steel steps. He lifts them above his head and laughs.

Nelson: Fans, you may not realize this if you are watching at home, but those steps are heavy, and they hurt.

Crumb: And that crazy Xstatic is carrying them like they're nothing!

Rose: Hey, Patrick, is this an Extreme match?

Silver Kazama turns around. Xstatic charges at him and BLASTS Silver in the head with the steel steps! The impact of the collision draws a bit of blood and sends Silver stumbling around. The fans continue to loudly boo Xstatic. He shakes his head and takes a step back before charging forward to deliver a second shot with the steel steps. This time, however, Silver dives at Xstatic's knees. This not only trips Xstatic up, but also causes Xstatic to land on the steps face first! He pulls himself up to his feet, nonetheless groggy from the impact.

Nelson: Rose, I have no official word that this match has become an Extreme match but the referee is allowing A LOT of flexibility!

Crumb: The ref isn’t even counting them out!

Rose: No complaints from me! I say let them fight it out!

The fans cheer as Silver Kazama wipes a bit of blood away from his face before grabbing Xstatic. Silver runs him HARD into the ring post. Xstatic slumps against it, desperately trying to hold himself up. Silver Kazama smirks as the crowd continues to cheer for him.

Nelson: When you involve weapons like those stairs, it does not take much to change the momentum of a match.

Rose: Unfortunately...you're right...

Silver Kazama turns around and begins to search under the ring for a weapon. Seconds later, he emerges with a kendo stick. He holds it high in the air for all to see, the fans cheering loudly at the sight of it.

Crowd: SILVER! SILVER! SILVER!

Silver Kazama takes the stick and walks over to Xstatic. He swings it at Xstatic's mid-section, connecting with a loud WHACK! Silver swings again and again, connecting with Xstatic's ribs.

Crumb: Silver is releasing weeks of frustrations out on Xstatic! Talk about payback!

Silver smirks as he lifts the stick up and aims a big swing at Xstatic's head! Xstatic ducks out of the way at the last second. The stick connects with the ring post and before Silver can recover, Xstatic yanks it away from him. He violently jabs the stick into Silver's ribs before breaking it over his back. He then grabs Silver, lifts him into the air, and slams him down onto the steel steps. Xstatic shoves Silver onto the floor and goes for the first cover of the match.

One…

Nelson: Well it seems that this is an Extreme match since the referee is counting the pinfall outside the ring.

Two…

Crumb: Who would authorize these two to have an Extreme match?!

THRE...Silver kicks out!

Crumb: I know we've technically seen more violent matches than this one...but these two are hitting each other hard.

Rose: And you can bet they'll keep getting harder until one stays down!

Shaking his head, Xstatic glares down at Silver. He takes his elbow and hits Silver in the head with it, grinding the elbow over the open wound from the stair shot. The blood begins to flow a bit more. Xstatic grabs Silver and lifts him up to his feet. Xstatic charges forward and SLAMS Silver's back into the ring post. Silver tries to keep himself upright. Xstatic casually throws him down to the floor. Xstatic turns around and begins to look under the ring for a new weapon to use---emerging just seconds later with a steel chair. The fans boo at the sight of the chair. Xstatic ignores them and waits for Silver to make it up to his feet.

Nelson: This could be bad.

Rose: Or it could be great!

Silver Kazama groggily pulls himself back up to his feet. Xstatic continues to play with the chair in his hands, the look on his face reflecting some very evil intentions. Once Silver is standing, Xstatic charges forward. He gets ready to swing big with the chair---only to have Silver Kazama step forward and kick the chair into his face with a Devil Trigger (540 kick)! The impact knocks Xstatic down to the floor and causes him to drops the chair beside him. Silver grabs hold of the chair and stands it up. He then slowly drags Xstatic up to his feet and up onto his shoulders. Silver looks to be going for Silver Diamond (cyclone DDT) onto the open chair!

Crumb: After weeks of torment from the Dark Karnevil, Silver is about to best their leader!

Just as Silver moves to hit his finisher, Xstatic spits a black mist into Silver’s face, causing him to release Xstatic. The leader of the Dark Karnevil completes Her Bloody Tears by dropping a blinded Silver with a headlock driver.

Rose: I don’t think Silver can bounce back from this one, boys!

Laughing maniacally, Xstatic covers Silver.

One…

Two...

THREE!!

Torres: The winner of this match...Xstatic!!!

Xstatic slithers out of the ring as the blinded Silver instinctively crawls his way over to a corner.

Nelson: No post match assault by Dark Karnevil?

Rose: And you’re looking for that, Patrick?

Nelson: Of course not but it has come to be expected from Xstatic and his group.

Crumb: I’m definitely glad it’s not. Wait, do you think they have something else planned later for Silver?


Torres: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit and it is for the ICONIC PRO WRESTLING TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP!

The arena dims to complete darkness. "Same Again" - the Slaves begins to play and a pink center spotlight appears at the top of the middler ramp with Minx standing front and center, back turned to the crowd. With a cheeky grin she slowly spins to face the crowd, banging her head along to the music. She stares wide-eyed at the crowd who seems unsure of what to make of her. Minx looks back and forth at each side of the crowd, before laughing manically. She jumps up and down in excitement, before walking down the ramp. She walks around the ring to the side where she climbs the ring. Minx grabs hold of the rope, before toppling over in a strange fashion. She laughs as she spins circles in the ring, coming to a stop at her respective corner.

Torres: Coming to the ring first hailing from London, England….weighing in at one hundred and twenty-five pounds….standing at a height of five feet five inches...she is MINNNNNNXXXXXX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nelson: After being surprisingly eliminated during the Television Championship Tournament last month, Minx will get the chance to compete for the title.

Rose: Many felt that the final of that tournament would have surely been Minx versus Brianna. I know I for one thought it was going to be those two.

Crumb: Yet it was my boy Jax that defeated Minx and went on to face Brianna.

”Vanity” by Christina Aguilera blares as Brianna Rissi makes her way to the ring.

Torres: Coming to the ring next hailing from Melbourne, Australia...weighing in at one hundred and three pounds….standing at a height of five feet...she is the current, reigning, and defending Iconic Pro Wrestling Television Champion….BRIANNA RISSSSSSSSIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nelson: The unhinged Brianna Rissi has been unusually quiet lately.

Crumb: Her pompous boyfriend has been too. Maybe they’ve both figured out it’s better to keep your opinions to yourself because the rest of the world doesn’t care?

DING DING DING!!

---Iconic Pro Wrestling Television Championship Match: Minx vs. Brianna Rissi---

Minx and Brianna start to circle each other, ready to lock up. Just as Brianna has her back to the entranceway, the lights dim and “No More Pain” by Tupac begins to play.

Rose: Haven’t we heard that intro music already tonight?

Crumb: Uh, I’m not sure but I do love me some Tupac!

Nelson: That is newcomer Tyrone Jackson’s entrance music!

Minx and Brianna both turn to face the entrance, waiting for the inevitable run in. As they do this, Tyrone jumps the railing, steel chair in hand. He dives into the ring, steps up, and blasts Minx from behind. Minx goes down hard as the referee calls for the bell.

Torres: As a result of the interference of Tyrone Jackson, the referee has judged this match a no contest!

Brianna turns around and Tyrone blasts her right in the face! Brianna goes down hard, bleeding from the shot. Tyrone drills her a second time as she lays on the mat. Minx starts to get back up and Tyrone turns, fire in his eyes. He swings for the fences and blasts Minx right in the face as well. Minx hits the mat hard and Tyrone nails her again on the mat as well.

Tyrone steps back and drills Brianna a third time before firing the chair down and storming out to a chorus of angry booes.

Nelson: Tyrone Jackson just...

Rose: Made a damn statement!

Crumb: That bastard!

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The camera pans across backstage to Butterscotch Monroe, microphone in hand.

Butterscotch: “Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time. He is the IPW Heavyweight Champion, “The Artist” Aaron Kostan.”

The camera pans further left as cheers can be heard in the background and Aaron Kostan enters the frame.

Aaron: “Glad I finally had time to do an official backstage interview with you.”

Butterscotch: “I’m glad you could be here as well. The last time we talked was before your championship match with Stasi.”

Aaron: “Yeah, and wow that feels like so long ago. I know it’s only been one show, but it just seems like so much has happened.”

Butterscotch: “You have been busy! During that Chaos you took it right to Dark Karnevil, breaking up several post match attacks. Then, in your first statement as champion you vigorously condemned their actions and put them on notice.”

Aaron: “Right.”

Butterscotch: “I don’t know if you were trying to declare war on them, but it seems that a war is what you got.”

Aaron: “I wouldn’t say I was declaring war on them. They were being put into the main event with me and JFC and I had every intention of showing them that this company won’t tolerate that kind of delinquent behavior.”

Butterscotch: “So you believe you speak for the company now?”

Aaron: “No.”

Butterscotch: “But you just sai-”

Aaron: “I know, I know. No, I don’t believe I speak for the company. I speak for what I want the company to be. I am the champion, and while I have this platform, and this main event attention I will use it to try to show IPW that it can be better than that. We can nip this ‘darkness’ nonsense in the bud right now before it even gains any traction. We can make IPW what is should be.”

Butterscotch: “And what should it be?”

Aaron: “Not a Dark Karnevil...that’s for sure.”

Butterscotch: “Well, it didn’t go your way. Would you say that you and Jackson failed the fans and IPW as a whole by losing last week?”

Aaron: “Not at all. Listen, this week Acrimony talked about the war he’s starting. He talked about battle lines being drawn and first lines of defense...if it is an all out war he’s starting and not just a little spat like these things usually are, then his army is going to have to win a lot more than one battle.”

Butterscotch: “Well you have an opportunity to get revenge this week. Do you think you can take back that momentum they gained at Helloween tonight?”

Aaron: “Revenge is wrong. I’m not fighting for revenge tonight. I am fighting to make a statement, just like I was last week. The darkness can come from all sides in great masses, wave by wave, but it still won’t snuff out the light. I will fight for what is right no matter what clown gets put in front of me.”

Butterscotch: “Well, all of that is fine and dandy...but let’s be honest...people want to hear you talk about Oliver Black, not Acrimony.”

Aaron: “I figured you were about to go there.”

Butterscotch: “You have been very quiet about Oliver. You’ve made a few passing comments about him, and thrown him in the mix with Dark Karnevil when talking about darkness...but honestly, are you going to do anything about ‘the nightmare.’”

Aaron: “What am I supposed to do?”

Butterscotch: “He has consistently claimed responsibility for Anna’s disappearance. At what point do his remarks become more than the ramblings of a mad man to you? At what point do you take him seriously?”

Aaron runs his tongue along his bottom lip, then strokes his beard once, clearly annoyed by the question.

Butterscotch: “And why do you keep getting annoyed every time someone asks you about him?”

Aaron: “Listen, everything he says is just that...the inconsequential ramblings of a mad man. We wrestled four times in the first five shows. He’s just like that annoying cough that won’t go away after a cold. He just won't go away."

The two stand quietly for a moment as Aaron looks like he wants to say more but stops himself.

Butterscotch: “He challenged you to another match.”

Aaron: “I am aware.”

Butterscotch: “Are you going to accept?”

Aaron: “...No.”

Butterscotch: “He says he wants to show you the truth.”

Aaron: “I know.”

Butterscotch: “Then wrestle him to prove him wrong.”

Aaron: “Prove him wrong? I owe Oliver Black nothing Mrs. Monroe. Absolutely nothing.”

Butterscotch: “Then do it for Anna!”

Aaron: “Excuse me?”

Butterscotch: “ ‘Just think, what would Anna want?’ That’s what Oliver said.”

Aaron inches closer to Butterscotch, then backs up as he realizes what he is doing. He shakes his head.

Aaron: “I. Said. No.”

With that he storms from the interview area. The camera switches to ringside at the commentary table.

Nelson: That seems a little uncharacteristic of our Heavyweight Champion.

Crumb: I think Oliver is getting to him.

Rose: Or maybe he was a horrible person all along, and we are finally getting to see the real Aaron Kostan.

~~

Torres: The following is an Iconic Pro Wrestling Heavyweight Championship TOP CONTENDERS MATCH scheduled for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit!

The haunting sounds of “Alone In A Room” by Asking Alexandria start to waft their way out through the arena’s PA system as the lights flash in varying hues of pale purple and icy blue. When the main beat hits, Astrid Sedin walks out from behind the black curtain onto the stage with a confident swagger in her step. Walking to the top of the ramp, she stops and spreads her legs apart, using her hands to fluff her hair as a twisted smirk begins to make its way onto her face. Standing there for a few moments, Astrid takes in the crowd’s energy before turning back to where she came and motioning for someone to come out and join her on the stage. That was when she was joined by the ever so intimidating Daveena.Astrid turned around to face the ring as the smirk reappeared on her face before she began to make her way down the ramp towards the ramp, emitting a tremendous amount of confident as she walks. Astrid reaches out to slap the hands of a few fans at ringside, but at the very last minute she jerks her hand away, holding it up as she continues towards the ring laughing as she twirls her hair around her finger.

Daveena stops at the bottom of the ramp as Astrid scowls and smirks at the same time towards the ring before heading off to the right hand side while holding her hands towards the fans as if to say “talk to the hand”. She quickly hops onto the ring apron and gets to her feet, looking out at the crowd as Daveena climbs up the steel ring steps and enters the ring through the ropes before bending her knees and quickly entering under the middle rope with a twirl. Holding her arms up at level of her shoulders, Astrid shakes her head from side to side as she talks smack to the crowd with Daveena simply standing behind her, arms folded across her chest and a stern look upon her face.. She waits for her opponent off to the side, sitting on the middle rope with her arms spread across the tope one with Daveena just off to her side, her music slowly fading out.

Torres: Coming to the ring first hailing from West Chester, Pennsylvania...weighing in at one hundred and one pounds….standing at a height of five feet….she is the Iconic Queen….ASTRID SEDIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Rose: You guys know I get irritated with people that have long intro packages that don’t deserve it, right?

Crumb: Are you trying to say she doesn’t deserve it?

Rose: Well her long intro package has me irritated right now.

The lights in the arena go out, the crowd pops as the pitch black twinkles with the light of cell phones. A slow melodic chime of reassembling a child's jack in the box plays through the speakers. A few lights flicker on stage, a guitar, base and drums all chim in slowly keeping beat with the creepy chimes. But then all goes silent.

NIGHTMARE!
(Now your nightmare comes to life.)

With the opening scream of "Nightmare" by Avenged Sevenfold echoes through the arena. The Nightmare Oliver Black pops up from a hole in the stage. The crowd erupts as Black stands center stage, black paint smeared under his eyes, a black nightmare bandana covering the lower half of his face.

Torres: Coming o the ring next residing in Brooklyn, New York...weighing in at one hundred and eighty pounds….standing at a height of five feet ten inches...he is The Nightmare….OLIVER BLACCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

With the announcement of his name the feathered shoulders of his entrance jacket burst open into a large pair of black wings! Oliver stands their a moment soaking in the crowds reaction, before making his way to the ring.

You should have known
The price of evil
And it hurts to know
That you belong here, yeah
Ooh, it's your f*ckin' nightmare!

Nelson: Black has been waging a personal crusade against the Heavyweight Champion, Aaron Kostan, the past few weeks in order to bring out the perceived “darkness” within him.

Rose: Oliver is an idiot just like his old man!

Crumb: If there is any Icon on the roster today that can’t be turned to the dark side it’s Aaron!

DING DING DING!!

---Iconic Pro Wrestling Heavyweight Championship Top Contenders Match: "Iconic Queen" Astrid Sedin vs. "The Nightmare" Oliver Black---

Oliver immediately dives in for a tie up, but Astrid ducks underneath, spins around Oliver, and rolls him up into a schoolboy!

One...Oliver kicks out!

Oliver and Astrid get back to their feet. Oliver swings with a clothesline attempt, but Astrid ducks underneath and leaps up behind Oliver, catching him in a rolling prawn hold pinning maneuver!

One…

Two...Oliver pushes Astrid off of him!

Oliver rolls onto his knees, but Astrid quickly grabs onto him, hooking his arm and rolling him into a La Magistral Cradle!

One…

Two...

THRE...Oliver kicks out!

Astrid quickly latches on to Oliver’s head, catching him in a front facelock, keeping his stomach on the mat! Oliver fights back to his feet and charges, shoving Astrid back into the turnbuckle! He escapes Astrid’s grip and drills her in the face with a right hand! He holds onto the top rope and starts kicking Astrid in the stomach! Oliver whips her to the other turnbuckle. He charges in, but Astrid leaps up and over him, trying to roll him into a sunset flip pin! However, Oliver keeps his vertical base and reverses the attempt, sitting on Astrid for the pin!

One…

Two...

THRE...Astrid kicks out!

Nelson: A lot of early pin attempts.

Crumb: It shows just how much both Icons want to win here tonight!

Rose: Or how scared they are of losing!

Both Oliver and Astrid get to their feet. Oliver quickly drills Astrid with a knee to the stomach! Oliver lifts Astrid up into a sidewalk slam position and then drops her across his knee with a back breaker! Oliver runs against the ropes, bounces off of them, and drops an elbow across Astrid’s back!

Nelson: Black targeting Sedin’s well documented injured back.

Astrid clutches at her back in pain as she gets to her feet, using the ropes for assistance. Oliver grabs her and whips her to the other side of the ring. He grabs her for a hiptoss, but Astrid puts on the brakes, spins around, and attempts to hit Oliver with a hiptoss! However he does the same, reversing it and spins around, delivering a modified hiptoss to Astrid, slamming her across his knee!

Crumb: Oliver really is targeting her back! That had to seriously hurt.

Oliver goes for the cover.

One…

Two...

THRE...Astrid kicks out!

Oliver quickly puts her in a full Nelson. After a few seconds of attempting, he wraps his legs around her with a body scissors! Astrid fights valiantly to get out of it. Astrid wiggles and wiggles and eventually Oliver starts losing grip. Astrid fights to her feet, still in the full Nelson. She suddenly slips through Oliver’s grasp, drops down, and then rolls Oliver up!

One…

Two...

THRE...Oliver kicks out!

Oliver and Astrid climb back to their feet. Oliver runs at Astrid, who quickly cuts him off with a dropkick. They both get back up and she takes him down with another dropkick! Astrid runs and bounces off the ropes, but Oliver catches her with a quick powerslam on the return! Oliver bounces off the ropes and comes down hard on Astrid with a senton splash! Oliver goes to pin but Astrid wisely rolls away to avoid the cover.

Nelson: This feud between Sedin and Black has been brewing for nearly two years and now finally they are giving their all in the first ever one-on-one encounter!

Rose: A lot of people think that a certain former employer purposely keep ASStrid away from ever facing Oliver when he was the Heavyweight Champion but I think that Oliver played office politics to keep her away. He’s scared of her!

Oliver runs and knees a seated Astrid in the face, sending her back down to the mat. Oliver then climbs up the turnbuckle and dives off, looking for a moonsault. Astrid moves out of the way at the last second! Astrid quickly scrambles to her feet and ascends the turnbuckle as well! Oliver gets up, holding his stomach, and Astrid dives off, nailing him with a missile dropkick! Astrid jumps on him for the cover.

One…

Two...

THR...Oliver kicks out!

Crumb: Nice maneuver by Astrid and now she's back in control!

Rose: Oliver better watch out; another mistake like that could cost him the match!

Astrid goes to bring Oliver up, but he latches onto her arm and flips her over, trying to lock her in the Silver Lining! Astrid struggles to escape the hold, resisting roughly, before she flips out of it and gets to her feet! Oliver follows and gets blasted with a kick to the stomach from Astrid! Astrid pulls back and blasts Oliver with a second kick! Astrid runs and bounces of the ropes but Oliver scoops her up onto his shoulders and plants her with a Samoan drop! He goes for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

Astrid kicks out!

Nelson: Besides bragging rights, Black has the most to lose as a loss to the number six slot Sedin will put him in her slot while she will move up to number five which affords her the opportunity to challenge for the coveted Iconic Professional Wrestling Heavyweight Championship!

Rose: That punk Oliver would probably kill himself if that happened!

Oliver staggers to his feet and eyes Astrid before looking at the turnbuckle. He makes his way up for a second time, this time looking to make it count. Oliver waits for Astrid to get up, then dives off the top! However, Astrid stops Oliver in mid-air with a sharp kick to the stomach! Astrid grabs his arms and drills him to the mat with an evenflow DDT! Astrid covers.

One…

Two…

THRE...Oliver just gets the shoulder up!

Crumb: WHAT CAN ASTRID SEDIN BE THINKING AS SHE THOUGHT SHE HAD FINALLY DEFEATED OLIVER BLACK IN ONE-ON-ONE COMPETITION?!?!

Astrid pauses in shock for a moment but quickly recovers. She makes her way out onto the apron! She steadies herself and then springboards into the ring. However, Oliver puts his knees up at the last second and Astrid crashes down on them hard! Astrid bounces up holding her stomach but Oliver pulls her down into a small package!

One…

Two…

THRE...Astrid kicks out!

Crumb: WHAT CAN OLIVER BLACK BE THINKING AS HE THOUGHT HE HAD FINALLY DEFEATED ASTRID SEDIN IN ONE-ON-ONE COMPETITION?!?!

Astrid and Oliver both get to their feet with visible difficulty. Astrid is the first to move and immediately goes for a spinning wheel kick! Oliver ducks underneath, grabs him her from behind, spins her around, and snaps off Darkness Falling (single knee facebreaker)!

Rose: HOLY SH*T!

Crowd: HOLY SH*T! HOLY SH*T!

Crumb: Omigosh! I think Oliver is about to pull out this win!

Oliver rolls over and covers Astrid.

One...

Two...

THREE!!

Torres: Here is your winner...and still Number Five on the Iconic Pro Wrestling Heavyweight Championship Top Contenders list….Oliver Black!!!!

Nelson: After a hard fought match, Oliver Black has gotten a validation win tonight against Astrid Sedin!

Rose: Good! Now he can go away and take his idiocy with him!

~~

Torres: The following is an Iconic Pro Wrestling Heavyweight Championship TOP CONTENDERS MATCH scheduled for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit!

As "What You Gonna Do About It?" by Flux Pavillon hits the P.A. System, Corey Lazarus emerges with a stride in his step, a smile on his face regardless of the reaction he receives, and a sleaze aura that radiates from his pours. He treats his brown leather jacket with such high regards, he'll tell anyone within arms reach and outstretched hands for acknowledging to mind it, not really the hand-slapping type himself. If he see's someone recording his entrance with a mobile phone, especially if they're an attractive female, he'll break his no-touching clause to swipe their phone and take a selfie of himself for their Corey Lazarus fan page, it's the least he can do. He still wants the fans approval though, so he'll give you a few gestures of acknowledgement, but more often than not he'll lay against the top ropes of his corner, a lackadaisical way to either await his opponent or get across his otherwise care-free attitude. He isn't afraid to stick his hand down the front of his trunks and blow you a kiss with the same hand, be you his opponent or just the luckiest lady in the place.

Torres: Coming to the ring first hailing from Newhaven, East Essex, England...weighing in at eight two kilograms….standing at a height of one point seventy-three meters….he is Hot Take….COREY LAZARUUUUUUUSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Crumb: Uggghhhh...

Nelson: What is wrong, Crumb?

Crumb: The sight of this egomaniac makes me utterly sick!

Nelson: Regardless of how high this Icon thinks of himself, there is no denying that he can definitely wrestle!

The opening riff to "Ruina Imperii" by Sabaton echoes through the arena's speaker system as the lights dim. A few seconds pass before an almost demonic looking Sah'ta Thor. He is dressed in a pair of black jeans and a red t-shirt with a golden pattern of the Seven Deadly Sins with the words Sin Incarnate in white. After a moment of standing at the top of the ramp He starts towards the ring with a purposeful stride. Getting to the ring he looks at his foe for the night with a look that promises impending pain. After a moment he pulls off his shirt revealing his scarred toned muscular upper body. He turns and starts pacing in the ring as he awaits his opponents much like a caged animal as he waits for the starting bell.

Torres: His opponent hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada…..weighing in at two hundred and twenty-five pounds….standing at a height of five feet nine inches….he is the Raging Storm….SAH’TA THOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Rose: Ugggghhhh…

Nelson: Now what is wrong with you, Rose?

Rose: The sight of Old Man Sah’ta makes me utterly sick!

Nelson: Regardless of how old this Icon actually is, there is no denying that he can definitely wrestle!

The referee looks at both Icons to make sure that they are ready for the upcoming match. Thor and Lazarus both look across the ring at one another and smirk, the fans cheering loudly as they eagerly anticipate the upcoming match.

DING DING DING!!

---Iconic Pro Wrestling Heavyweight Championship Top Contenders Match: "Hot Take" Corey Lazarus vs. "The Raging Storm" Sah'ta Thor---

Thor and Lazarus almost immediately begin to circle around the ring, the two waiting for an opening to appear. Thor tries to use his speed in an effort to keep Lazarus off balance and leave him open to a mistake. When it doesn't happen quite like he is hoping, Thor charges forward and blasts Lazarus in the mouth with a forearm shot! He follows it up with a second and then a third. Lazarus stumbles back from the impact. Thor grabs Lazarus and tries to send him across the ring with an Irish whip attempt. Lazarus reverses the attempt and steps toward the middle of the ring to meet Thor on the rebound! He launches Thor into the air for a back body drop! Thor lands on his feet behind Lazarus and waits for him to turn around. When Lazarus does, Thor leaps into the air and kicks him in the jaw with a spinning heel kick! Lazarus crashes hard to the mat, but wisely creates a bit of space between himself and Thor before bringing himself back up to his feet.

Nelson: Lazarus did not see that one coming!

Crumb: Sah’ta is already in a position where he may have early control of this match!

Rose: Look, I'm not going to pretend that Old Man Sah’ta doesn't know what he's doing! There's a reason the man is a former multiple champion! But let's not pretend that Corey has no idea what's going on during a match like this either!

Lazarus reaches his feet near the ropes. Thor quickly closes the gap and fires off a few quick kicks into Lazarus' ribs in hopes of wearing him down further. Thor then drags Lazarus toward the middle of the ring! Thor springboards off of the ropes to try and set Lazarus up for a DDT! Lazarus uses his strength to keep Thor upright, however, and throws him down to the mat! Thor quickly pulls himself back up to his feet. Lazarus responds almost instantly with a clothesline! Thor staggers back up to his feet a bit more groggily, which gives Lazarus the opening he needs to jump at Thor and deliver a side kick! The impact knocks Thor into the ropes! He bounces off of them and stumbles toward Lazarus, who delivers a picture-perfect belly to belly suplex! Lazarus hooks the leg for the cover.

One…

Two...

TH...Thor kicks out!

Lazarus grabs Thor and locks him into a front facelock. Lazarus tries to speed up his efforts to wear Thor down even further by pounding away on Thor's back. Despite this, Thor continues to do everything that he possibly can to escape Lazarus' grasp. Noticing a potential opening, Lazarus spins Thor around and tries to set him up for a sitout neckbreaker! Thor shoves Lazarus away just in time. Lazarus stumbles a few steps before turning around and getting hit with a running forearm smash! Lazarus tries to fire back by charging at Thor---who leaps into the air and sends Lazarus crashing to the mat with a dropkick! Lazarus tries to pull himself back up to his feet, but gets hit with a running dropkick. Pausing for a moment, Thor turns around to face Lazarus, leaping into the air, and landing on his chest with a double foot stomp! Thor hooks the leg for the cover.

One…

Two…

THRE...KICK OUT!

Nelson: These two Icons are going back and forth with one another and you can just tell that they are two of Iconic Professional Wrestling's best!

Rose: Normally I'd be disappointed that a match like this doesn't get to be as chaotic as I'd normally like, but I'm not going to complain about good wrestling! It can be fun to watch sometimes!

Lazarus is slow to try and make it back up to his feet. Thor fires off a few quick strikes to try and wear Lazarus down further, though Lazarus nonetheless continues to make progress. Thor bounces off of the ropes and charges toward Lazarus, who steps forward and instead hits Thor with a knee-smash facebuster! Thor drops to a knee and groggily pulls himself back up to his feet. Lazarus is the one who bounces off of the ropes this time! He lines Thor up for a jumping knee strike---only to have Thor step forward and catch Lazarus with a hurricanrana instead! Thor hooks the leg again.

One…

Two...

THRE...KICK OUT!

Crumb: Oh wow, that was close!

Lazarus slowly drags himself back up to his feet, seeming a bit surprised by the fact that Thor caught him. Smirking, Thor calls for the fans to start rallying around him---many of them doing just that. Thor waits for Lazarus to reach his feet. As soon as he does, Thor charges at Lazarus and sends him crashing down to the mat with a slingblade! Once Lazarus is standing, Thor tries to set Lazarus up for DDT! Lazarus blocks the attempt and causes Thor to hit the mat hard. He drops a quick elbow onto Thor and stays on top of him for the cover.

One…

Two...Thor kicks out!

Lazarus delivers a few more strikes to try and wear Thor down before lifting him off of the mat. Lazarus hoists Thor up onto his shoulders. Thor responds by shifting his positioning and landing on the mat behind Lazarus. He rolls him up for the pinfall.

One…

Two...

THRE...KICK OUT!

Nelson: These two are doing everything they can, but they cannot find a way to put each other away!

Crumb: That's a sign of actual talent! You have to appreciate it!

Lazarus pulls himself back up to his feet. Thor charges and blasts him in the mouth with a forearm smash! Lazarus staggers. Thor rushes again, connecting with a second forearm smash! Thor grabs Lazarus and shoots him over toward the nearest turnbuckle! Lazarus hits it hard. Seconds later, Thor charges in to connect with a back elbow! Lazarus ducks out of the way at the last possible second. Thor crashes into the turnbuckle. Lazarus quickly smashes his head into the turnbuckle padding! He then grabs Thor and lifts him into the air, trying to slam him down to the mat with a German suplex! Thor flips out of the suplex attempt in mid-air and lands on his feet! Lazarus turns around and chargs at Thor in hopes of keeping the momentum of the match on his side. Thor responds by ducking down and tripping Lazarus up with a swinging neckbreaker! Thor quickly turns around and heads over to the nearest turnbuckle, climbing to the second turnbuckle.

Nelson: Anyone who has followed Thor, you know that he can do amazing things from up there!

Crumb: These fans are ready for it!

Rose: I can’t believe these idiot fans are cheering Old Man Sah’ta!

Thor makes it up to the second turnbuckle and steadies himself. The fans continue to cheer and cameras flash throughout the arena. Thor then leaps off and tries to land on Lazarus with a Harley Race style diving headbutt! Lazarus rolls out of the way just in time causing Thor to crash hard into the mat instead!

Rose: You know the phrase “rookie mistake?” Well that’s an old man mistake!

Lazarus runs at Thor and nails him in the head with a knee shot! Thor drops to the mat and groggily tries to pull himself back up to his feet. Sensing an opening, Lazarus hurries toward Thor and plants him on the mat with Instant Classic (jumping cutter)! The fans boo as Lazarus covers.

One…

Two...

THREE!!

Torres: The winner of this match and still Number Three on the Iconic Pro Wrestling Heavyweight Championship Top Contenders list...Corey Lazarus!!!

Nelson: This was an exciting match with two Icons that went back and forth with each other!

Crumb: But in the end, Mister Hot Air Corey Lazarus found an opening and was able to take advantage of it!

Rose: In a perfect world, this would lead to some crazy brawl between the two but...we're not that lucky!

Corey catches his breath after a hard-fought match as he gestures to Lucien Viars to join him in the ring, which he does with a microphone in hand. As he hands it to his client, through feint pants Corey makes a request of his insurance policy.

Corey Lazarus: Get that washed up has-been out of MY ring.

Without hesitation, Lucien pushes Sah'ta Thor beneath the bottom rope to a chorus of boos.

Nelson: After the two had such a great match, Lazarus is so disrespect!

Crumb: You see why he makes me so utterly sick!

Corey smiles with a sadistic ring as he looks out to the booing masses.

Corey Lazarus: Trained. To. Obey. Most of you people have been trained to obey the IPW agenda. Most of you have been brainwashed to believe that I am twisting the narrative to make a wholesome company look like evil blood-sucking vampires. But some of you, some of you have put two and two together yourselves and see the truth; IPW cut the legs out from people who don't wave their little flag. People like me. But look what I just did to one of IPW's biggest flag wavers. Look at him. He's nothing, just like I said he was. And don't you people treat him like a martyr for his loss tonight, treat him like the withered loser he truly is.

Corey turns his attention to ringside, looking Patrick Nelson, Todd Crumb, and Rose at the commentary desk.

Corey Lazarus: I hear what you monkey-suits say about me every week -- saying that I should concern myself with picking up some meaningful victories instead of making conspiracy theories. Well, what do you call this, huh? What do you call that Instant Classic? You don't have to like me, but you damn well better start learning to respect me. But maybe, maybe you've got a point. Maybe I need a big, meaningful win to open your rose-tinted eyes.

Corey turns to the hard cam, looking deep into the lens.

Corey Lazarus: See, IPW has put into place a system to determine contenders for their championships. Their Top 5 get to call out their champions for a title shot. Now, I know I am the #1 draw in IPW right now, but I know they don't see it that way. But with this victory? I would LOVE to see them dispute that I am in their top 5 now.

A smirk paints its way on Lazarus' face.

Corey Lazarus: And Josh, buddy, I am going to abuse this system mercilessly. I just took out one of your biggest flag wavers, and that's all fine and dandy but there is one bigger than him -- one who holds a nice piece of gold with this companies name on it. Your little paper champion, Aaron Kostan, was the start of this whole little "you lost two first-round tournament matches hahaha" crap your brainwashed sheep like to throw my directly like they know anything. But I am going to expose that little fluke, and I am not going to wait long to do that. So, listen up and listen good! Kostan, I am officially calling you out for a shot at the championship that should have been mine all along. Two weeks from now, Chaos, I am taking what's mine. And when -- not if -- when, I take that championship, I want Samson to be there to watch his whole world come crumbling down as I make him choke out the words "Corey Lazarus is. the. man."

With a sickening smirk, he drops the microphone to the mat with a loud thud as "What You Gonna Do About It?" by Flux Pavillon as Corey and Lucien make their way out of the ring, Corey stepping over the fallen Sah'ta Thor as he heads up the rampway.

Rose: Can you imagine if Corey manages to become the Heavyweight Champion?!

Crumb: I think I’d quit...

Nelson: There...there...yes, there seems to be some kind of commotion going on backstage!

The sound of scuffling ushers Chaos back on to the air. The camera opens up to Daveena standing behind and holding a slumping, bleeding Oliver Black. In front of the Nightmare, wailing away at his bruised face with a heavily taped fist is Astrid Sedin.

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS ASTRID SEDIN IS BACKSTAGE VICIOUSLY ASSAULTING OLIVER BLACK?!?!

Rose: Probably, “this is probably the high spot of Chaos!”

Blow after blow, Astrid lands squarely upon Black’s face. Rushing into the scene to rescue Black is Wes Meyers but the childhood friend of the Nightmare is abruptly cut off with a massive steel chair to the side of the face! Wes falls against the adjunct wall as Stasi Herveaux comes into view with steel chair in hand.

Nelson: This looks like a well devised ambush by this wicked trio of Lady Icons!

Rose: I have to hand it to ASStrid on this one. If anyone deserves to get beatdown it’s Oliver and his flunkie!

Crumb: Astrid has become such a sore loser!

Stasi delivers one last swing to the side of Wes’ head just as Astrid connects with a final blow to Oliver’s face. Both men drop to the floor unconscious. The three Lady Icons look about their handiwork, pleased with themselves, before making their way down the hallway as if it was just another day at the job.

Nelson: We need to get the medical staff back there as soon as possible!

”An IPW Thanksgiving”

Broadcasting 25 November 2018

~~

Torres: The following is the Chaos MAIN EVENT!

The crowd cheers with excitement.

Torres: It is a NON-TITLE Iconic Pro Wrestling Heavyweight Championship match scheduled for ONE FALL with television time remaining.

The lights dim as the opening verse of “Toxic Pretender” by Vanna begin to play around the arena. After 13 seconds we hear the phrase “YOU F*CKING DISGUST ME!!” erupt as the lights flash in dark purple and red hues purple. In the shadows of the darkness Acrimony make his way onto the stage from behind the curtain. Walking to the far left side of the stage Acrimony stares out at the crowd from under the hood of his unzipped black hoodie. Walking back to the center of the stage, Acrimony drops to his knees and lets in a deep breath as he places both arms behind his head before pulling himself back to his feet and making his way down to the ring.

As Acrimony reaches the end of the entrance ramp, rolls under the bottom rope, and makes his way to the far right corner of the ring. Standing on the second turnbuckle Acrimony stretches his arms out wide as he keeps his head down before pulling them in to form an X under his chin. Lifting up his head up, Acrimony lets out a sick, sinister laugh to the crowd before fixating his gaze over at the announce table before hopping down off the turnbuckle. Taking a seat in the same corner, Acrimony runs his hands through his hair, pulling at it while he waits for the match to begin.

Torres: Introducing first hailing from a State of Bitterness….weighing in at two hundred and twelve pounds….standing at a height of six feet two inches...representing the Dark Karnevil….he is ACRIMONNNNNNNYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The lights go dark as "Miami Showdown" begins to play over the speakers. A single spotlight races up the ramp to the top of the stage. There Aaron Kostan steps into the halo of light, a hood covering his head, and stretches his arms out wide. He takes a deep breath as he drinks in the crowd's cheers. For a moment, his lips move in silent prayer as he looks upward. Then, at the thirty second mark he finally drops his arms, throws back the hood, and beings to walk to the ring as the spotlight follows him. When he gets to the ring he walks calmly up the steps and, with a final scan of the crowd, he steps through the ropes.

Torres: Introducing next hailing from Charlotte, North Carolina...weighing in at two hundred and eleven pounds….standing at a height of six feet even...he is the current and reigning Iconic Pro Wrestling Heavyweight Champion….he is The Artist….AARON KOSTAAAANNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nelson: Well, this should be...

Rose: Interesting? Violent? A chance for Aaron to get some revenge against the Dark Karnevil? Because if so, I agree!

Nelson: I was going to say 'Good', but I guess what you said works, too.

Crumb: Hehee...

The referee glances at both Icons to make sure they are ready before calling for the bell.

DING DING DING!!

---Chaos Main Event: Iconic Pro Wrestling Heavyweight Championship Match: Non-Title Match: Acrimony vs. "The Artist" Aaron Kostan---

As soon as the bell sounds, both Aaron and Acrimony rush towards each other in the center of the ring, exchanging hard right hands as every fan in attendance gets on their feet and begins to cheer. The two men continue to battle back and forth across the ring, neither willing to concede the advantage to their opponent. Eventually, Acrimony's manages to knock Aaron back against the ropes. He nails him with a hard chop to the chest.

Crowd: WOOO!

Acrimony shoots him across the ring, catching the Heavyweight Champion with a back body drop on the rebound! Aaron hits the mat hard, but nonetheless tries to pull himself back up to his feet. He is only able to make it up halfway, as Acrimony rushes over and catches him with a running knee that sends him right back down to the mat. Aaron tries to get back up to his feet once again, but Acrimony shoves him down to the mat and goes for a pin attempt.

One…

Two...

T...Aaron kicks out!

Nelson: A surprisingly quick cover from Acrimony, who normally likes to make his opponents suffer for a bit longer than that before trying to put them away!

Rose: He'll be making Aaron suffer soon enough!

Crumb: I have a creeping feeling that this match might not even go far before we see the rest of the Dark Karnevil get involved.

Aaron quickly makes it back up to his feet, but Acrimony is as aggressive as always. He runs towards Aaron and nails him with a forearm smash, Aaron staggering back. Acrimony grabs Aaron and pulls him in, driving his knee hard into Aaron's ribs. Aaron doubles over in pain. Acrimony lifts him off of the mat and delivers a devastating backbreaker! Aaron hits the mat hard as Acrimony begins to laugh.

Aaron starts to pull himself back up to his feet. Acrimony simply stands back and laughs the entire time. As soon as Aaron's back up, Acrimony hurries over and once again grabs Aaron, this time launching him towards the turnbuckle on the opposite end of the ring. Aaron's back hits it hard, the collision taking Aaron off of his feet sending him down to the mat hard. He tries to crawl back up to his feet, Acrimony once again standing back and laughing. As soon as Aaron's back up on his feet, Acrimony once again runs across the ring, this time connecting with a clubbing blow that knocks Aaron to the mat. Aaron tries to get back up to his feet as quickly as he can, but Acrimony responds by turning around and connecting with another blow! Aaron stays down this time. Acrimony drops down and goes for another cover.

One…

Two…

TH...Aaron kicks out!

Nelson: Well, if Acrimony was hoping to use this match to send a message...

Rose: He's sending one hell of a message, isn't he?!

Acrimony grabs Aaron and drags him back up to his feet, once again driving his knee hard into Aaron's ribs. Though he stays on his feet, Aaron doubles over in pain. Acrimony shoves Aaron back against the ropes and then shoots him across the ring, standing ready and waiting for Aaron on the rebound. Before he can lift Aaron up into the air, the Artist braces himself and throws all of his momentum into the Unforgiven, taking him down to the mat with a huge spear! The fans go nuts as Aaron hooks the leg for the cover.

One…

Two...

TH...Acrimony powers out!

Nelson: Acrimony was able to kick out before the three count, but you have to think that Kostan needed that spear right there!

Rose: But how much did he put into it and will he be able to build on that momentum?

Crumb: He will if these fans continue to rally around him like they are right now!

Acrimony quickly makes it back up to his feet, Aaron doing the same. Acrimony tries to grab hold of Aaron to regain his momentum. Aaron responds with a hard right hand that gets Acrimony to stumble back a step. As soon as he recovers, Acrimony tries a second time to get close, though Aaron is ready and waiting with another right hand. Aaron steps forward and connects with a third before backing Acrimony up against the ropes and attempting to shoot him across the ring. Acrimony is able to reverse the Irish whip attempt, but when Aaron bounces back on the rebound, he leaps into the air and takes Acrimony down with a flying forearm smash! The fans continue to go nuts for Aaron. Acrimony starts to stumble back up to his feet. He staggers towards Aaron, which gives Aaron an opening to grab hold of him and send him to the mat with a snap suplex! Aaron goes for the cover.

One…

Two...

TH...Acrimony once again is able to kick out!

Nelson: And it looks like Kostan is back in this one!

Crumb: There was no way that felt good for Acrimony!

Rose: Get up you crazy bastard...

Aaron starts to pull himself back up to his feet, the fans cheering loudly. Aaron waits for Acrimony to do the same. Once Acrimony staggers back up to his feet, Aaron runs at him. Acrimony tries to take Aaron down to the mat with a clothesline, but Aaron is able to duck underneath the attempt. He continues to run and uses the ropes as a springboard, jumping off of them and trying to catch Acrimony with a chuck kick! Acrimony ducks underneath the kick. Aaron hits the mat hard instead. Aaron quickly tries to pull himself back up to his feet, but as soon as he does so, Acrimony is right behind him. He grabs Aaron and slams him to the mat with a cobra clutch slam! The cover coming immediately afterwards.

One…

Two...

THRE...Aaron kicks out!

Nelson: Acrimony nearly took advantage of an opportunity that he was able to create! I know it tends to get ignored due to how violent he is, but he can be one hell of a wrestler as well when he tries to be!

Rose: He's dangerous, he's violent, AND he knows what he's doing in the ring. What more could you ask for?

Acrimony once again starts to laugh as he grabs Aaron and drags him back up to his feet. He delivers another kick to Aaron's ribs before lifting him up into the air and trying to set him up for powerbomb! Aaron is quick to fight his way out of Acrimony's grasp. He grabs Acrimony and tries to plant him on the mat with a DDT! Acrimony uses his strength to keep Aaron from planting him on the mat, however, as he tosses him down to the mat. Aaron starts to pull himself back up to his feet, but Acrimony is quick to run at him and try to send him right back down with a clothesline! Aaron ducks underneath the attempt, but before Acrimony can stop himself, he crashes into the referee instead!

Crumb: OH NO!

Rose: Things are about to get interesting now!

Acrimony continues to run, his momentum nearly carrying him into the turnbuckle. He grabs hold of it to stop himself. He stands in the corner for a moment, trying to bait Aaron into running into him. Aaron doesn't take the bait, however, as Acrimony has no choice but to turn around and run at Aaron. However the Champ is expecting this. He leaps into the air and connects with a perfectly timed dropkick! Acrimony hits the mat hard. Aaron grabs his arm and drags him onto his shoulders. With a determined expression, Aaron connects with the Finale (Argentina DDT)! The fans go nuts as Aaron drops on top of Acrimony for the cover but the referee is still knocked out.

Crowd: ONE! TWO! THREE!

Nelson: Kostan has this won, but the referee is just now coming to!

Crumb: WHAT CAN AARON KOSTAN BE THINKING AS HE HAS ACRIMONY BEAT BUT THE REFEREE IS OUT OF IT?!?!

Rose: Probably, “I should've known better!”

Aaron gets off of Acrimony and heads over towards the referee, who is slowly starting to pull himself back up to his feet. Aaron checks to see if he's okay. Chuckling, Acrimony pulls himself back up to his feet as well. Before Aaron can turn back around, Acrimony runs forward and causes Aaron's chest to crash into the turnbuckle. Aaron hits it and stumbles back a few steps. Acrimony introduces him to The End of Heartache (Pumphandle Half Nelson Death Valley Driver). Acrimony covers

One…

Two...

THREE!!

Torres: The winner of this match...Acrimony!!!

Nelson: Kostan had the match won when the referee was down, but Acrimony was able to use that to his advantage as he officially picks up the win over the Heavyweight Champion!

Rose: And it looks like he isn't content with just letting Aaron lose this one in controversial fashion. Acrimony's looking to put an exclamation point on this one!

Crumb: Of course we wouldn’t expect anything less from any member of the Dark Karnevil!

Acrimony gets back up to his feet and delivers a hard stomp to Aaron’s left shoulder. He follows it up with a second before dragging Aaron back up to his feet. He takes Aaron and throws him shoulder first into the closest turnbuckle. Aaron grabs at his shoulder and tries to pull himself back up to his feet to continue fighting.

Nelson: This is unnecessary!

Rose: Is it? Acrimony doesn't want people saying that Aaron should've won! He's leaving no doubt!

Acrimony drags Aaron towards the center of the ring and looks toward the entrance, and shakes his head. He then looks up to see a chain is slowly lowered from a hook in the ceiling. As the chain comes to a stop he looks across the crowd and sneers.

Crumb: NO NOT THIS AGAIN!

Nelson: This is the same thing that happened two weeks ago at the Helloween supercard! Acrimony is looking to hang Kostan above the ring like he did Silver Kazama!

Rose: I’m all about violence but once again Acrimony is going to far!

Acrimony calls for the microphone. As it is tossed to him, he walks over and stands above Aaron.

Acrimony: You believe that this is foolhardy war, Kostan? You believe that you have what it takes to hold back the impending wave of “evil?” You are nothing but a corporate marinette...a sock puppet that has the hand of Joshua Samson up his anus regurgitating the company line breastfed to you from the tit of Brooklyn Holloway.

Acrimony looks across the crowd and points across the room as he speaks.

Acrimony: Just like I told your compatriot at Helloween, did you think it would make you famous to all these fans by defeating me? Did you think you would get some points with the boys in the back for standing up to the villians?

Aaron starts to slowly move.

Acrimony: You wish to think Oliver Black as your main concern, Aaron? The child that refers to himself as The Nightmare? That boy knows NOTHING of giving ANYONE any kind of horrid dreams. But tonight you will pay first hand witness to the nightmares you will have for the rest of your existence, Aaron.

As the crowd emphatically boos, Acrimony drags one end of the chain over to Aaron. He wraps the chain around his neck and secures it in the back. He then looks back to the entrance and gives the thumbs up gesture. The hook begins to rise in the air taking up the slack in the chain.

Crumb: NO!

Rose: SOMEBODY NEEDS TO STOP THIS MADMAN!

Suddenly the crowd explodes in cheers as Nico Rider, Jessie Roberts, Silver Kazama, and Sah’ta Thor come down the ramp. Acrimony shakes his head before sliding out the other end of the ring at the last minute as the Saviors make their way into the ring. The four check on the downed Aaron as Acrimony turns and walks up the rampway. Once at the top, he turns to look back down at the ring and is promptly joined by Willow Rainn, Flash, and Xstatic.

Nelson: Ladies and gentlemen, we are out of time! We will see you in two weeks at Chaos “An IPW Thanksgiving” on November Twenty-fifth!

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