Chaos "An IPW Thanksgiving" - 25 November 2018

[Joshua Samson, ESQ]

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ICONIC PRO WRESTLING PRESENTS
IN ASSOCIATION WITH ICONIC MEDIA LLC

A NIGHT OF PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING

"An IPW Thanksgiving"

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'm The One Behind Dark Karnevil”, “It's Time for a New Age!”, and “Aaron Kostan Is The MAN!”

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

Nelson: Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!

Rose: Thanksgiving was three days ago, Patrick.

Crumb: Hehee.

Nelson: Yes, I am very aware of that, Rose, but thank you for pointing that out to me. We hope all of our great fans are having a very good time with family and friends and are very thankful for you taking your time out to include us in your viewing pleasure!

Crumb: Thank you, everyone!

Rose: (mumbling) Brown nosers.

Nelson: We have such an action packed night of wrestling on Chaos let us get right into it!



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

As the lights fade and the darkness falls upon the arena ”Hail To The King” by Avenged Sevenfold starts to play as the crowd starts to cheer. The screen flashes the words "Time for a new age!" and then the Seth Owens runs out and throws up the devil horns. He puts his hand down and kneels lightly brushing his fingers over the floor before making a fist and looking up at the ring. He gets up and heads down the ramp and rolls into the ring hopping up and cracking his neck.

Torres: Introducing first, making his IPW debut from Miami, Florida….weighing in at two hundred and thirty-two pounds….standing at a height of six feet three inches...he is the King of Punk…..SETH OWENNNNNNNSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nelson: We have heard some impressive things about this man and I am looking forward to seeing what he is capable of!

Crumb: Seeing his backstage interview earlier he comes across as arrogant and cocky!

Rose: Arrogant and cocky can be a good thing, Todd. Besides we should really give this guy a chance.

Nelson: Oh really, Rose?

Crumb: Only because he wants your number, huh?

Rose: Haters gonna hate...

Marilyn Manson’s “(s)AINT” starts. At the 0:40 mark, Flash and Willow Rainn appear at the top of the ramp. The two female members of the Dark Karnevil walk down the aisle, almost seemingly enjoying the scorn heaped on them by the onlooking crowd.

Torres: His opponents….the team Willow Rainn and Flash….THE DARK KARNEVIIIIIIIILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS SETH OWENS TO BE ANNOUNCED OPPONENT ARE FLASH AND WILLOW RAINN OF THE DARK KARNEVIL?!?!

Rose: Probably, “at least he’ll get one IPW paycheck because these chicks are going to kill him!”

Nelson: I am getting official word that indeed Willow Rainn and Flash are Seth Owens opponents tonight. This will be a handicap match!

Crumb: Aren’t they scheduled to be in the big Eight Icon Tag Team Match later on tonight?!

Flash steps into the ring to get things started for her team, when suddenly Owens runs at her and begins to pound away much to the delight of the fans.

---Debut Match: Seth Owens vs. The Dark Karnevil (Willow Rainn and Flash)---

Nelson: Owens is wasting no time in getting this match started!

Rose: You know, considering who he's up against...that wasn't a bad idea at all!

The fans show their support for Owens as he continues to try and wear Flash down. Owens shoots Flash across the ring and waits for her to return on the rebound, launching her into the air for a back body drop! Flash crashes to the mat hard, but nonetheless tries to pull himself back to his feet. Owens charges at him, only to eat a boot to the face! The impact sends Owens stumbling back. Flash charges and delivers a somersault clothesline that sends Owens to the mat. She grabs Owens and tries to drag him back up to his feet. Owens shoves Flash away and then runs forward, driving his knee hard into her ribs. He then launches the Queen of the Dark Karnevil over his head with a belly-to-belly suplex!

Nelson: I am not even sure this match has officially started yet?!

Rose: Sometimes that doesn't matter! When you're trying to make an impact and you're in the ring with two dangerous opponents...

Crumb: You do what you can! I get it...

Owens waits for Flash to pull herself back up to her feet. As soon as Flash is almost up, Owens charges and tries to plant Flash on the mat with a dropkick! Flash blocks the attempt and catches Owens in the air, slamming him to the mat with a sitout powerbomb! Shaking her head, Flash glares down at Owens. She motions for Willow to step into the ring. Willow does so as Flash begins to stomp away on Owens without a care in the world.

The referee considers pulling Flash away before instead trying to get Willow out of the ring. Willow shoves the referee away and joins in on the attack on Owens. The referee calls for the bell, but neither Lady Icon seems to care.

Rose: This is unfortunate for Seth, but no one should be surprised that this is happening right now!

Willow drags Owens up to his feet as Flash steps out onto the apron. The wife of Xstatic hops down and forcibly pushes the timekeeper to the floor in order to grab his chair. As Willow jumps up and lands on Owens’ shoulder, Flash slides in the ring and tosses the chair down right on the spot that Owens’ head connects from Willow finishing her Riott Kick (spike rana)!

Nelson: Rainn and Flash had no intention whatsoever in wrestling a match here tonight! There came out here to injury Owens!

As the female duo look to deal more damage suddenly "Invincible" by Amaranthe blasts through the Barker Hangar announce system drawing their attention.

Rose: Who in the hell’s music is this?!

Bursting through the curtains is a six foot, two hundred and fifteen pound, young man, kendo stick in hand. He makes a beeline down the rampway toward the ring.

Crumb: That’s Izzy J! Izzy J is here!

Rose: What in the hell is an Izzy J?!

Izzy slides into the ring and up to his feet just as the two Lady Icons slide out the ring. Izzy checks on Owens while Willow and Flash head toward the back, ignoring the negative response that they are receiving from the fans.

Nelson: That may not have been a victory for the Dark Karnevil...

Rose: But it sure was a win!

The cameras cut backstage to the hallway that lead to the dressing rooms. One of the doors swings open and “The Raging Storm” Sah’ta Thor exits from the room. He shuts the door behind him and starts to walk down the hall. Suddenly, Xstatic runs up from behind him, and nails him in the back of the head with a clothesline. Thor goes down. Xstatic yells at him, stomping him in the back over, and over, and over again.

Crumb: WHAT CAN SAH’TA THOR BE THINKING AS HE IS STOMPED OVER AND OVER AGAIN BY XSTATIC?!?!

Rose: Probably, “my old ass picked a bad time to become a fan favorite!”

Xstatic stops and Thor tries to pull himself up, but Xstatic has no intention of letting him recover. He grabs Thor's hair and pulls him up. In desperation, Thor throws a punch, but Xstatic catches his hand. Before Thor can do anything else, Xstatic rams his face into the wall. He pulls back and does it again. Thor flops down. Xstatic stands over him and evilly smiles as Thor weakly crawls to his knees.

Nelson: This is sickening! Someone has to put a stop to the Dark Karnevil!

Thor tries to get up again, but Xstatic grabs him and locks on a calf killer. Thor flails his arm and struggles to break free of Xstatic's grip, but to no avail. Xstatic wrenches him around, tightening the hold until Thor starts to fade. Thor stops moving and Xstatic smiles. Satisfied, Xstatic lets go of the hold and gets another idea. Still smiling, he gives Thor a headlock driver! Xstatic's head right into the cold, hard ground. The Raging Storm bounces and then flops to the floor.

Nelson, Crumb, and Rose: OWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The Dark Karnevil leader stands up and stares down at Thor. He moves in to do something else, when several security guards rush onto the scene. They push him away from Thor, while some EMTs make their way in to help him out.

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

”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...he is TYRONE JACKSOOOOOOONNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nelson: This Icon made a statement at our last Chaos broadcast when he took it upon himself to interrupt the Television Championship match between Minx and Television Champion Brianna Rissi.

Crumb: The match hadn’t even gotten started! Their entrances was longer than the “match.”

Rose: Meh. If you asked me Tyrone added some much needed spice into that thing. Both Minx and Brianna want to make themselves to be bigger than they really are. Bunch of rookies!

"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 has been on a quiet win streak since dropping her debut match back in August at Chaos “An Icon Crowned”.

Rose: Oh I have been hearing her loud and clear, Patrick, and if all the Icons were smart they would be hearing her too. It’s only a matter of time before Flo-Ma is carrying IPW gold!

Florence-Marie and Tyrone Jackson both look at one another as the referee calls for the bell.

DING DING DING!!

---Tyrone Jackson vs. Florence-Marie---

Jackson, with a smirk on his face, looks at Florence-Marie and practically dares her to bring the fight. Flo doesn't hesitate to do so, charging at Jackson and hitting him in the mouth with a forearm shot! She follows it up with a second, a third, a fourth, and a fifth! Each blow sends Jackson stumbling back a bit. Flo grabs Jackson and shoots him across the ring. She waits for Jackson to come back on the rebound before leaping into the air and hitting him with a dropkick! Jackson crashes to the mat and pulls himself back up to his feet.

Nelson: Florence-Marie has such a no nonsense approach to this sport. It is almost refreshing.

Rose: Agreed, Patrick. No drama. No fuss. Come to the ring. Handle business. Leave.

Crumb: But surely that isn’t winning her any friends in the locker room?

Rose: She doesn’t need to win friends when you’re concentrating on winning matches, Crumbbum!

Florence-Marie glares at Jackson as he once again dares her to try and fight him. She hits Jackson with a series of quick kicks that sends him stumbling back. Flo then bounces off of the ropes and charges at Jackson, only to have Jackson hit her in the mouth with an elbow shot. Flo staggers a few steps but barely manages to stay upright. Jackson charges at her and delivers a series of knee shots to Flo's ribs. Flo doubles over in pain as Jackson immediately hoists her into the air, delivering a double underhook backbreaker!

Crumb: That is going to leave a mark!

Rose: You’re such a tool!

Crumb: I resent that!

Rose: So...tool!

Florence-Marie tries to pull herself back up to her feet. Jackson hurries toward her and hits her with a spinning backfist! Flo is barely able to stay upright as Jackson locks her into a full nelson! Flo tries to fight her way out of Jackson's grasp, but he snaps off a legsweep! Jackson goes for the cover.

One…

Two…

Thr...kick out!

Nelson: Jackson with the first pinfall attempt of the match. He was a millisecond away from picking up the victory against Florence-Marie!

Jackson smirks as he grabs Flo by the hair and slams her head into the mat. Jackson pulls himself back up to his feet as Flo tries to do the same. Jackson kicks her in the face that sends her back to the mat. He then bounces off of the ropes and tries to hit Flo with a senton---only to have Flo roll out of the way just in time! She grabs Jackson before he can pull himself back up to his feet and rolls him up for the cover.

One...

Two...Jackson kicks out!

Crumb: I’ve been wondering when Brianna and/or Minx was going to get some get back on Tyrone? Neither of them seems like the type to let an attack to go unanswered.

Rose: Those chicks are full of themselves!

Nelson: Crumb does have a valid point. It will be interesting to see if either Lady Icon might play a factor in this match tonight.

Flo pops back up to her feet and tries to catch her breath. She backs up to the ropes and leans against them. Jackson immediately charges at her. Flo gets a foot into the air to kick him in the jaw! She then flips out onto the apron in an impressive show of athleticism. She waits just a moment before springboarding into the ring and hitting Jackson with a crossbody! She hooks the leg as she covers again.

One…

Two…

Thre...Jackson kicks out again!

Nelson: Florence-Marie is showing off some of her own offense!

Rose: Let's not pretend that she's anywhere near the level of Jackson when it comes to creativity though!

Crumb: Creativity doesn't win matches!

Florence-Marie calls for the fans to show some support, which they do without hesitation. She waits for Jackson to pull himself back up to his feet. Once he's standing, Flo runs at him and tries to send Jackson crashing to the mat with a hurricanrana! Smirking, Jackson catches her in the air. He runs toward the nearest turnbuckle and sends Flo flying into it with a buckle bomb!

Crowd: OHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Clearly in pain, Flo stumbles out of the corner. Jackson charges and tries to send her crashing to the mat with a spear! Florence-Marie just barely ducks out of the way of the attempt! Jackson pulls himself back up to his feet, Flo immediately grabbing him, and planting Jackson on the mat with a tornado DDT! She hooks the leg.

One…

Two...

THRE...KICK OUT!

Crumb: I think Florence-Marie thought she had it there!

Rose: So did the fans!

Flo glares at Jackson and then the referee, trying to plead her case. The referee assures her it was a two count. Flo steps out of the way and waits for Jackson to pull himself back up to his feet, standing near the ropes. Flo smirks. When Jackson is standing, Flo springboards off of the ropes and tries to hit Jackson with a moonsault! Jackson steps out of the way and Flo lands on her feet. She tries to focus her attention on Jackson, but he lifts her into the air and blasts her with a knee to the face! The impact of his knee causes blood to pour from Flo's nose. Jackson hooks the leg and goes for the cover.

One…

Two...

THRE...KICK OUT!

Nelson: Oh wow!

Cumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS FLORENCE-MARIE MANAGES TO KICK OUT OF THE PIN ATTEMPT BY TYRONE JACKSON?!?!

Rose: Probably, “This has been a lot more exciting than I thought it would be!”

Jackson wipes some of the blood off of Flo's face and rubs it onto his chest. He laughs as Flo tries to drag herself back up to her feet. Once Flo makes it up to her feet, Jackson grabs her and tries to hoist her onto his shoulders for a Death Valley Driver! Flo just barely frees herself before Jackson plants her on the mat. She lands on the mat behind him and waits for Jackson to turn around. Once he does, she leaps into the air and hits him with a spinning heel kick! Jackson drops down to a knee from the impact, but somehow manages to pull himself back up to his feet, albeit groggily.

Flo shakes her head as Jackson starts to laugh. He dares her to hit him with another kick. Flo takes a deep breath and then hits Jackson with a second spinning heel kick! This one causes him to crash to the mat in pain. Flo pulls him up and stuffs his head between her legs. She then commences to connect with her Canadian Destroyer (flipping piledriver)! Flo hooks the leg and goes for the cover.

One…

Two...

THREE!!!

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

Nelson: Well, that one was...interesting...

Crumb: And no sign of Minx or Brianna.

Rose: I told you those chicks were full of themselves!

Silver Kazama is seen walking about the arena with a cheerful smile on his face. He struts through the arena and shakes hands with a few of the crewmembers he passes. Suddenly, from out of nowhere, Acrimony leaps onto him with a cross body block onto the concrete floor! The camera pans back to show that Acrimony has jumped from off the top of a ten foot pile of pallets!

Crowd: HOLY SH*T!!

With Silver writhing on the floor in pain, clutching his back, Acrimony gets up with a manic look on his face. He reaches inside his leather biker jacket and pulls out a lead pipe. Upon setting eyes upon it, he smiles nastily, almost as one would smile at a baby, and then looks down at Silver.

Pulling the veteran up by his hair, Acrimony swings back and sends the pipe into the man's stomach. Silver collapses onto his knees, gasping for breath. Callously, Acrimony measures the back of Silver's head before viciously bringing the lead pipe down with all his might! Silver is knocked out as he lies in an unnatural position on the floor! Acrimony simply looks pleased with himself as blood starts to pool underneath Silver.

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS DARK KARNEVIL HAS LAID WASTE TO YET ANOTHER MEMBER OF THE HONOR GUARD?!?!

EMTs and security come running...the EMTs immediately attend to Silver as the referees push Acrimony back.

Nelson: This...this is just...

Acrimony throws off the security and strides away, absolutely pleased with himself.

~~

Torres: The following is a TAG TEAM MATCH that is scheduled for ONE FALL with a FIFTEEN MINUTE time limit!

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 and Wes Meyers 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: Introducing first the team of “The American Werewolf” WES MEYERRRRRRSSSSSSS and “The Nightmare” OLIVER BLACCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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: Wes Meyers has surprised everyone by making his in-ring debut tonight. For those unaware, Meyers had a very promising career overseas, specifically in Japan, before he was sidelined with an injury.

Rose: Really? Really, Patticake?

Crumb: Oliver and Wes are both talented wrestlers and I don't think we should ignore that!

Nelson: Black especially is one of the most talented Icons in IPW! Still...

Rose: They're dealing with a pissed off ASStrid right now...

“Alone In A Room” by Asking Alexandria begins to waft its way through the arena’s PA system as the lights flash in varying hues of pale purple and icy blue with the fans booing starts to rain down. When the main beat hits, Astrid Sedin and Stasi Herveaux walk out from behind the black curtain. Astrid has a confident swagger in her step as Stasi holds her hands behind her back as the duo makes their way to the top of the ramp, both with twisted smirks upon their faces and with Astrid’s manager Daveena following closely behind. They do their respective poses at the top before high fiving each other and heading down towards the ring.

Once they reach the ring, they both head off to the right side before quickly hopping onto the ring apron where they do a back to back pose with a slight cockiness to it as Daveena climbs the steel steps and steps through the ropes on the far side behind them. Astrid does her usual entrance and Stasi waits before stepping through the ropes herself before heading off to the closest turnbuckle as Astrid heads to the one closest to the ramp on the side that they came in on. There, Stasi removes her jacket and flings it to the ground as per usual as Astrid holds her arms up at shoulder level. They stay there for a few moments before hopping down and standing off in that same corner Stasi was in as Astrid removes her own ring jacket. The two then laugh and turn around, catching the glimpse of Thor, who has been staring at them patiently.

Torres: And their opponents...the team of Wicked...STASI HERVEAUUUUUUUXXXXXXXX and the “Iconic Queen” ASTRID SEDIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Rose: Wicked, huh? I approve...

Stasti Herveaux looks ready to fight as Astrid can only smirk at the look on both Black and Meyers' faces. Black and Meyers stand in their corner of the ring and whisper amongst themselves for a moment, seemingly trying to come up with a strategy for the upcoming match.

Nelson: It looks like we are about to have Black starting things off for his team.

Crumb: And Astrid looks as excited as I've ever seen her about that one!

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

DING DING DING!!

---Tag Team Match: ”The Nightmare” Oliver Black and Wes Meyers vs. Wicked (Stasi Herveaux and ”Icon Queen Astrid Sedin)---

Black steps toward the middle of the ring and shoots the middle finger in the direction of Wicked. Meyers loudly shows his support from the apron. This seems to annoy Astrid quite a bit as she charges forward and tries to attack Black. Smirking, Oliver hits Astrid with a superkick! The fans go wild as Black drops on top of Astrid for the cover.

One…

Two...

THRE...KICK OUT!

Crumb: Did...they actually plan on using Astrid's emotions against her?

Nelson: They might have!

Meyers continues to show his support for Black from the apron. Black grabs Astrid and starts to drag her back up to her feet. He hits Astrid in the mouth with a series of forearm strikes to wear her down. Astrid fights back as soon as she's standing, hitting Black in the mouth with an elbow shot that sends him stumbling back. Before Black can regain his balance, Astrid steps forward and delivers a few hard kicks to the ribs. The impact of the blows sends Black stumbling back. Astrid grabs Black and shoots him across the ring. She waits for Black to come back on the rebound before leaping into the air and hitting him with a spinning wheel kick! Black wisely crawls over toward the ropes and tries to pull himself back up to his feet. Astrid glares at him while mumbling something under her breath.

Nelson: The second that Sedin can really get going in this match, Meyers and Black might be in trouble.

Rose: Maybe. We already saw that Wes and Oliver are capable of being smart. They just need to...keep being smart. I realize I'm asking for a lot right now though.

Astrid grabs Black and pulls him toward the center of the ring. Astrid immediately drives her knee into Black's ribs, doubling him over in pain. Astrid grabs Black into position for a Northern Lights suplex, but Black is able to spin out of her grasp! Black charges forward and blasts Astrid in the mouth with a vicious forearm strike before pulling her in. He sends the groggy Lady Icon crashing to the mouth with a Russian leg sweep! The fans show their support for Black as he turns toward Stasti and gives her the middle finger.

Black bounces off of the ropes and tries to land on Astrid with a senton. Astrid rolls out of the way and causes Black to crash into the mat instead! Black's eyes go wide in pain as Astrid immediately hits Black in the mouth with a hard kick! Astrid then covers.

One...

Two...Black kicks out!

Nelson: I understand their plan of getting under the skin of their opponents, but...

Rose: Annoying Stasti doesn't help that much when you've got ASStrid right in front of you to worry about!

Astrid grabs Black's right leg and immediately tries to drop into a knee bar to cause as much pain as possible! Black's eyes go wide in pain. Black pulls himself toward the ropes as Meyers uses his foot to nudge the rope toward Black. Black stretches out and just barely gets his fingers on it as the referee calls for the break. Astrid releases the hold and glares at him. Black uses the ropes to drag himself back up to his feet. Meyers tags himself into the ring. Astrid angrily charges. Meyers side-steps the charge and uses Astrid's momentum to ram her into the ring post! Astrid stumbles as Meyers rolls her up.

One…

Two...

Th...Astrid kicks out!

Crumb: Wes almost had Astrid!

Angrily, Astrid pulls herself back up to her feet. Meyers leaps into the air and hits her with a perfectly timed enziguri that sends Astrid crashing to the mat!

Rose: This is probably more competitive than anyone thought Wes and Oliver would actually be. I'm...impressed...

Astrid pulls herself back up to her feet as Meyers grabs her and delivers a few chops to the chest.

Crowd: WOOO! WOOO!

Meyers grabs Astrid and tries to shoot her across the ring. Astrid reverses the attempt! She leaps into the air and hits Meyers in the mouth with a knee strike that sends the American Werewolf crashing to the mat. Astrid grabs Meyers's hair and drags him over toward her corner of the ring, tagging Stasti into the match.

Stasti immediately steps into the ring and begins to stomp away on Meyers in the corner, briefly turning to face Black. Oliver shrugs his shoulders further enraging her. Stasti's stomps grow more vicious. The referee finally has no choice but to pull Stasti away from Meyers.

Nelson: Herveaux is a Lady Icon possessed!

Rose: The teaming with ASStrid has definitely brought out the wickedness in Stasi!

Crumb: Nice pun.

Stasti turns toward Black and yells something at him. Black once again shoots her the bird! Stasti yells at him before trying to refocus her attention on Meyers, who charges forward and hits Stasti with a spear! Meyers hooks the leg and covers.

One…

Two...

Thr...Stasti kicks out!

Nelson: Meyers thought he had the victory for himself and Black there!

Meyers grabs Stasti and tries to drag her back up to her feet. He locks her into a side headlock and begins to apply pressure in hopes of wearing her down. Stasti frees herself from Meyers' grasp and trips him up. Before Meyers can drag himself back up to his feet, Stasti grabs his hair and SLAMS Meyers' head into the mat! She then tries to lock in a headscissors to get Meyers to quit. Meyers wisely frees himself from Stasti's grasp! He tries to pull himself back up to his feet, but Stasti delivers a knee strike that sends Meyers crashing back to the mat. Stasti grabs Meyers and tries to wrestle him into position for a Rebel Yell (scorpion crosslock). Stasti glances up and notices that Black is on the apron, drawing attention toward himself. Stasti pauses and Meyers manages to roll her up again.

One...

Two...

THRE...KICK OUT!

Crumb: Oh wow, that was close!

Meyers pops back up to his feet and hits Stasti in the mouth with a spinning backfist! He then bounces off of the ropes and sends Stasi to the canvas with a massive dropkick! Stasti wisely rolls over to the ropes to pull herself up to her feet. Meyers heads back to his corner and receives a bit of a pep talk from Black. Stasti reaches her feet as Meyers ignores her and continues to talk to Black, who pats his partner good luck.

Stasti tries to charge at Meyers in the corner, but Black pulls him out of the way! Stasti crashes into the turnbuckle instead. Meyers tries to get her into position. Finally having enough of the referee ignoring Meyers/Black's antics, Astrid runs into the ring, blows past the referee, and knocks Black off of the apron and out onto the floor!

Nelson: Astrid Sedin seems like she has had enough of the mind games!

Astrid follows him out onto the floor with her Flippin’ Out (Diving somersault seated senton) and immediately recovers to lock in Cry Baby (Cloverleaf while kneeling to opponent’s neck)! Black taps frantically, but Astrid keeps the hold locked in.

Crumb: Astrid was in there like a short bolt of blonde pink tipped hair!

Rose: If Wes can stay focused, he can win this!

Despite what Rose has said, Meyers glances over at Black with concern on his face. Stasti uses this opening to escape Meyers' grasp. She kicks Meyers in the mouth with a superkick! Meyers crashes to the mat and tries to roll out of the ring to help Black---only to have Stasti grab him and lock in Rebel Yell!

Crumb: This could be it!

Nelson: Herveaux really has that scorpion crosslock cinched in!

Meyers cries out on pain but nonetheless grabs hold of the ropes! Black and Meyers continue to scream in pain as Astrid and Stasti both seem to be enjoying themselves! The referee tries to force Stasti off of Meyers to break the hold, Meyers somehow keeping his grip on the ropes.

Rose: Hahaa...Wicked isn’t even caring anymore about winning this match! They’re looking to make a statement with this match!

The referee finally has no choice but to call for the disqualification. Stasti ignores it and continues to further inflict as much pain on Meyers as possible.

Torres: The winner of this match due to disqualification….Wes Meyers and Oliver Black!!

Nelson: Well I guess Meyers and Black technically won the match, but...

Rose: But they really didn't…

Referees flood out from the back to pull Astrid and Stasti off of their opponents! Meyers and Black both show signs of pain as the referees get Wicked off of them.

Crumb: Stasi and Astrid proving that they’re going to be a major unified force!

Stasti and Astrid look at their opponents in disgust before heading toward the back together.

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Chaos returns from a commercial break to the backstage area. The cameras make their way to the catering area, in which a few competitors and workers are refreshing themselves with drinks. They seem to be engaging in perfectly civil conversation, that is until Minx walks into the conversation. She walks in with her eyes widened in exaggerated excitement. Everyone tries their best to hold in their sighs as she approaches them.

"Guess I should get something to help myself stay hydrated... I got a big match tonight, as you all know."

She fills up a disposable cup with some water as she speaks.The air is dead silent, as a few individuals quickly and silently walk away. Any normal individual notices it, however Minx seems to have no idea or perhaps does not care. She took a sip from the water, before sighing in delight.

"That's not all I have to worry about either... I got to deal with Brianna, sure, but then there's silly little Tyrone. And then you got that very enticing invitation that was made to me a couple days ago. One that I have kept in mind, because it seems as if it's either you're with them... or you're against them. I have yet to decide which one is best. Needless to say, I have a lot going on my mind going into this match, but I'll be find because when I step into that ring it'll be therapeutic. It'll help me deal with all my stresses, all my concerns, although none will matter when I walk out of this arena champion. And you know, this week I have heard so much about this holiday you all celebrate of Thanksgiving. You give appreciation to the things you're grateful for, along with engaging in heavy consumerism to get a good deal, although that's a discussion for another time. And it kind of got me thinking, so I racked my brain and tried to think of all the these I was grateful of. I didn't come up with much to be honest, but I guess the one thing I could come up especially going into this match was Brianna. I am truly and forever grateful for her volunteering herself to be my stepping stone, for practically handing over her title to me when she FOOLISHLY challenged me a few weeks ago. It'll be something she'll come to regret, that's for sure."

Minx chuckles, as she crushes the cup with her fist before tossing it in the trash bin.

"To think that her and her love could have both been champions. That would have been cute, wouldn't it? I guess it's not surprising though. It's not the first time I crashed one of their parties."

Her chuckling continues as she recalls the moment that started it all, when she interrupted Lazarus and Rissi's match. It was all for this one moment and to think that it was finally happening had Minx bursting with excitement. The scene fades into commercial with the camera focused on her pale wide-eyed face.

~~

Torres: The following EIGHT ICON TAG TEAM match is scheduled for ONE FALL with a FIFTEEN MINUTE time limit!

Nelson: I am unsure if this match will even take place, guys, as we have already witnessed Silver Kazama and Sah’ta Thor brutally attacked by the Dark Karnevil throughout the show.

Rose: I wouldn’t see why not?

Crumb: Because only Nico Rider and Jessie Roberts are left from the Honor Guard.

Rose: And? I don’t see your point…

Marilyn Manson’s “(s)AINT” starts and coming from behind the curtain are Acrimony and Xstatic. The two male Dark Karnevil members are carrying above their head an unconscious Nico Rider. The crowd showers the duo with nothing but jeers.

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS THE DARK KARNEVIL HAVE SYSTEMATICALLY TAKEN OUT EACH MEMBER OF THE HONOR GUARD ONE BY ONE TONIGHT?!?!

Rose: Probably, “So much for that Call for Heroes!”

Nelson: This is just despicable! General Manager Tap has to suspend Dark Karnevil! They are making a mockery of Iconic Professional Wrestling and it is past time that the hammer is brought down!

Rose: But it makes you wonder that with all the acts of wanton violence that they commit there has been no punishment for them. Someone with considerable power has to be pulling the strings behind the scenes?

As Xstatic and Acrimony get to ringside, they toss the lifeless body of Nico over the top rope and into the ring. They roll in as well and stare out to the booing crowd. Acrimony growls for a microphone and one is instantly thrown in to him.

Acrimony: Iconic Pro Wrestling, the Dark Karnevil presents to you your heroes!

The crowd continues their booing.

Acrimony: Is this the best resistance you could muster, Tap? How many more will fall prey to the lies and deceit that you have feed them, Samson? Is there an endless amount within the coffers to entice the shiny eyed, Holloway?

The Unforgiven shakes his head as he continues.

Acrimony: The Honor Guard is dead. With this pinfall by Xstatic, the coffin will be sealed. Ring the bell and referee prepare to count.
DING DING DING!!

---Eight Icon Tag Team Match: Dark Karnevil (Flash and Willow Rainn and Acrimony and Xstatic) vs. The Honor Guard (Nico Rider and ”The Hawkeye Warrior” Jessie Roberts and Silver Kazama and ”The Raging Storm” Sah’ta Thor)---

Xstatic drops down for the cover.

Nelson: This is horrible!

One…

Rose: Looks like a pin attempt to me, Patticake.

Two…

Suddenly Jessie Roberts runs down the rampway, slides into the ring, and leaps onto Acrimony, swinging wildly with left and right punches. The referee stops counting the pin attempt as he focuses on the newly arrived Jessie.

Crumb: WHAT CAN ACRIMONY BE THINKING AS JESSIE ROBERTS HAS MADE HER PRESENCE FELT IN THIS MATCH?!?!

Rose: Possibly, “where in the hell did she come from?!”

Nelson: Roberts was the only member of the Honor Guard untouched tonight by the assaults of the Dark Karnevil!

Crumb: How could they have forgotten the Hawkeye Warrior?!

Rose: (sarcastically) Yes...how could they have?

Acrimony spins and tries to throw her off to the corner but Jessie manages to hook his head in a front facelock and holds on for dear life. Acrimony goes to put her in the corner and Xstatic gives her a dropkick to the back. Jessie releases her grip. Acrimony sits her on the top turnbuckle with her back facing the inside of the ring. Xstatic quickly runs up the turnbuckles and hits Listen To Her Voice (flipping backstabber) off the top.

Nelson: GOODNESS GRACIOUS!!!

Rose: Jessie leaps into the fire and it looks like she might have gotten burned by it!

Crumb: It’s not over!

Rose: Give it a second!

Xstatic drags Jessie over and handcuffs to the ropes. Acrimony slides out to the floor and pulls a table out from under the ring while the referee calls for the bell.

Nelson: What the hell is going on?!

Rose: Whatever is it you know it's not going to be good.

Acrimony sets up the table as Xstatic walks over and pulls the unconscious Nico Rider up to his feet. Xstatic nods before delivering Listen To Her Voice on Nico. A second later Acrimony has the table set ablaze. Jessie struggles to break free from the handcuffs but to no success.

Rose: Strain all you want, Jessie, ain’t gonna be able to help your friend!

Acrimony and Xstatic pull Nico up and deliver a nasty double chokeslam that smashes Nico down through the flaming table.

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS ACRIMONY AND XSTATIC SEND NICO RIDER THROUGH A FLAMING TABLE WHILE JESSIE ROBERTS CAN ONLY HELPLESSLY LOOK ON?!?!

Officials, EMTs, and security rush the ring to put out the flames, check on Nico, and keep the two members of Dark Karnevil at bay.

Nelson: We will be back after these messages from our sponsors.

~~

Torres: The following is an IPW TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH scheduled for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit!

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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

”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: Both Lady Icons are in the ring and ready to go! This will be Rissi’s first title defense as the Iconic Professional Wrestling Television Champion.

Crumb: Only because at last Chaos Tyrone Jackson ruined the match by attacking both Brianna and Minx!

Rose: Statements had to be made, Crumbbum!

DING DING DING!!

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

The bell hasn’t even finished echoing throughout the arena before both Minx and Brianna charge at each other from opposite sides of the ring. Brianna sticks her arm out in an attempt to hit Minx with a clothesline, but at the last second, Minx ducks down and sails under her arm before turning around and nailing Brianna with an elbow smash that sends the champion staggering back a few steps.

Crumb: The match has just beginning but it’s already lasted longer than their match last Chaos!

Minx doesn’t let up on Brianna, following the elbow up with a swinging neckbreaker before going for the first pin attempt of the match.

One…kickout!

Brianna kicks out right before the referee was about to count two.

Nelson: Although young in her career, Minx is looking to capitalize on this opportunity she has at obtaining championship gold!

Rose: Let’s not act like Brianna is that much older in her own career! I still stand by the opinion that if it wasn’t for her connection to the owner of the previous company she was working for she wouldn’t have been as pushed as she was.

Crumb: You’re just going to beat that drum until it becomes dull, huh?

Rose: You bet your pasty white ass, Todd!

Minx is obviously frustrated. She grabs a handful of Brianna’s hair and drags her up to her feet. Brianna wasn’t going to take any of Minx’s… well crap and no sooner was she back up to her feet, Brianna turns around in a flash to nail Minx with a back kick that lands directly in Minx’ abdomen. Brianna then tries to go for a Twist of Fate, but Minx reverses it and attempts to set up sitout facebuster. Brianna reverses it and is finally able to hit that Twist of Fate. She goes for a pin attempt of her own.

One…

Two…

TH...KICKOUT!

Crumb: THAT WAS SO CLOSE!

Nelson: Rissi was a millisecond from successfully defending her Television Championship!

Brianna doesn’t look too happy as she begins to argue with the referee that it was three and he counted too slow. But with her back turned to Minx, Brianna doesn’t notice that Minx has gotten back up to her feet. When Brianna finally does relent and accepts the referee’s count, she turns around and is met with a forearm club by Minx who instantly follows it up with a number of shoot kicks that sends Brianna off into the corner, falling into a seated position. Minx doesn’t waste any time at all and instantly charges at the champion before hitting her with a somersault senton to a still seated Brianna.

Nelson: These Lady Icons have brought it all into the match tonight making it a hard hitting affair for the Iconic Professional Wrestling Television Championship!

Rose: Would you expect anything less, Patrick?

Nelson: Not at all, Rose.

Brianna gets up to her feet and boy, she doesn’t look too happy as she charges at Minx, going for another clothesline. But unlike the beginning of the match, the challenger doesn’t get out of the way and is sent stumbling backwards once again. She is about to fall to the mat when Brianna grabs her by the wrist before locking her arms around Minx’ waist and sending her hard into the mat with a belly to belly suplex. Brianna quickly scrambles for a cover.

One…

Two…

Th...KICKOUT!!

Crumb: Yet ANOTHER close pin!

Brianna starts slamming her fists into the mat out of frustration before once again going over to the referee and arguing that it should’ve been a three count because she counted and she got to three. And once again, just like before, this would prove to be a big mistake because not only does Minx manage to get up to her feet, she climbs to the top turnbuckle and sits perched and waiting for Brianna to turn around. Brianna turns around and no sooner does she do that, Minx launches herself off the top as she goes for a diving crossbody. But at the VERY last second, Brianna ducks it and instead Minx goes into the referee and knocks him down and loopy.

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS MINX INADVERTENTLY TAKES OUT THE REFEREE?!?!

Rose: Probably, “that didn’t look inadvertent to me!”

Minx has a look of pure shock on her face as she is on her knees. Brianna stands off against the ropes, laughing and pointing at Minx. Suddenly Tyrone Jackson, the same dented steel chair in hand from last Chaos, charges down from backstage and slides into the ring behind Brianna.

Nelson: What is Tyrone Jackson doing out here?!

Minx notices him and bolts forward. Brianna instinctively turns thinking Minx is charging at her. As Minx and Brianna are nearly side by side, Tyrone swings the chair connecting with both of the Lady Icons’ face!

Crowd: HOLY SH*T!

Rose: Holy sh*t is right!

Crumb: Tyrone just laid out both Minx and Brianna!

Both Minx and Brianna fall onto their backs, their respective left arms falling on the other. Tyrone slides back out the ring, holding the dented chair high above his head as he walks back up the rampway to the boos of the crowd.

Nelson: And just like that, Jackson leaves like a thief in the night!

Rose: Statements. I’ve said this already tonight.

Crumb: Look...the ref is waking up!

The referee starts to come to and sees both Lady Icons laid out in the center of the ring. Unsure of what to do at first, he shrugs his shoulders and begins to count.

One…

Crumb: Is he counting a double count out?

Two…

Rose: He can’t be!

THREE!!

Nelson: The referee has counted a pinfall! But who is the winner?

The referee confers with Torres for a brief moment before Torres makes his official announcement.

Torres: The winner of this match...NEW and also STILL IPW Television Champion...Minx AND Brianna Rissi!

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS MINX AND BRIANNA RISSI ARE BOTH ANNOUNCED AS THE ICONIC PRO WRESTLING TELEVISION CHAMPION?!?!

The referee drapes the TV title belt between the two Lady Icons as EMTs rush down to the ring to check on them.

The show fades backstage and we find a sly Oliver Black sneaking out of the office of General Manager Tap's office. A Cheshire grin sprawled across his face as he looks both ways down the hallway.

As Oliver rounds the corner he is met by three of Santa Monica's Police Department filling the hallway shoulder to shoulder. Lifting his arm to "scratch his head" and cover his face, Black turns on a dime and conspicuously walks in the other direction.

Whistling a small tune, Oliver Black turns right around in a fourth officer. Black absentmindedly reaches up and smooths down the shoulders and sleeves of the officers uniform.

Oliver Black: Sorry about that Officer...

Oliver glances down at the badge pinned to his chest.

Oliver Black: Holland.

He says tapping the name etched in gold. With that the officer grabs Black by the wrist and in one swift motion Oliver's arm is twisted around his back and Officer Holland is placing handcuffs around his wrist.

Officer Holland: Mr. Black, you are under arrest. Anything you say can and WILL be held against in the court of law.

Oliver Black: This... This has to be some misunderstanding. If this is about the llama...

The officer pushes the chest of Black against the cinder block wall. Black comically scratching his head as be rambles about a llama as Holland takes hold of his second hand placing it behind his back.

Officer Holland: Wanted for questioning in the suspected kidnapping and disappearance of Anna Morgan.

The color from Black's face vanishes as he puts his forehead against the cold wall…

~~

Broadcasting 23 December 2018

~~

Torres: The following is the CHAOS MAIN EVENT!

The crowd explodes with cheers.

Torres: It is an ICONIC PRO WRESTLING HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP 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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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: Here we are at tonight’s colossus main event! Aaron Kostan will have his first ever defense of the Iconic Professional Wrestling Heavyweight Championship since winning it on October Fourteenth at Chaos “An Icon Crowned”.

Rose: Aaron might be won and done as the Heavyweight Champion. With his current losing streak, the current hot streak of Corey Lazarus, and the disappearance of his crush that combination adds up to a new Heavyweight Champ in my book!

Crumb: I have faith that Aaron can do this! He can beat Corey and remain the champ!

Aaron stares from across from the ring as Corey starts to trash talk the champion before the match even begins. After taking it for a few moments, Kostan takes off his Heavyweight Championship, tosses it over to the referee, and then speeds across the ring to catch Corey off guard with a jumping clothesline that sends Corey to the mat!

DING DING DING!!

---Chaos Main Event: Iconic Pro Wrestling Heavyweight Championship Match: “Hot Take” Corey Lazarus vs. “The Artist” Aaron Kostan---

Corey hits hard but still stumbles back up to his feet. Aaron whips him across the ring, waits a moment, and then meets Corey in the center with a spinning wheel kick! Corey goes down again. Kostan backs to the ropes, speeds forward, and hits a low dropkick to Corey’s head as he tries to get back up! Corey starts to crawl away, but Aaron grabs him by the leg and yanks him back into the ring. As the Hot Take turns onto his back to defend himself, the Champion leaps into the air and performs a double stomp onto Lazarus’s chest. Corey thrashes on the mat, holding his chest in pain!

Nelson: Aaron Kostan is laying a beating on Corey Lazarus!

Crumb: I don’t think Corey expected him to have a mean streak.

Rose: Well, did anyone?! He needs to settle down!

Aaron grabs Corey and pulls him to his feet before hitting a stiff kick to the waist! He hits another kick to the other side, then another. Back and forth, back and forth until the Number Two Contender can’t take anymore. Corey stumbles back into the corner, holding his ailing midsection. Aaron quickly follows nailing him with a big front dropkick that sends Corey down into the corner. Kostan then starts to stomp down on Corey. Lazarus tries to cover up and eventually the referee forces Aaron off. The Artist takes a moment before running to the ropes and coming back, but Corey wisely crawls to the apron and falls down onto the outside, wincing in pain.

The Artist slows to a stop before he reaches the corner before. He runs to the opposite ropes, comes back, and performs a suicide dive through the ropes just as Corey gets to his feet, sending both of them into the barricade on the outside. Corey cries out as he slumps against the barricade. Aaron recovers quickly and forces Corey up to his feet. He slides into the ring, sprints to the ropes, rebounds, and hits a second suicide dive through the ropes onto Corey.

Looking even more incensed, Aaron gets up and pulls Corey up yet again. Kostan whips him hard into the nearest ring steps, sending Corey careening and flipping over them on the opposite side!

Crumb: Oh my goodness, Aaron is going after Corey like a man possessed!

Nelson: I can only think Kostan is being fueled on by the mysterious disappearance of his hometown friend and the constant needling by Oliver Black.

Rose: Well Aaron won’t have to worry about Oliver because we all saw him getting arrested before the start of this match.

Corey looks desperate as he slowly crawls to the apron and uses it to pull himself up, rolling into the ring and starting to crawl to the middle of the ring. As he does so, Aaron Kostan walks up and stomps his foot onto his hand. The challenger yells out in pain and tries to frantically get Aaron’s boot off. Aaron glares down at Corey for just a moment before stomping down on Corey’s hand again. Corey rolls away in pain, but Aaron brings Corey to his feet, and starts to wail on him with forearms and elbow strikes. Finally, Aaron hoists Corey up into the suplex position before dropping him stomach first onto the top rope! Aaron rebounds off the nearest rope, jumps up with a big knee, and blasts Lazarus in the face! Corey barely holds onto the top rope as he hangs onto the apron.

Nelson: I must also remind everyone watching at home that a few days ago General Manager Tapioca Joe announced that the Executive Committee ordered that Lazarus’ personal security, Lucian Vairs, was barred from ringside during this match.

Rose: Executive Committee?

Crumb: Joshua Samson.

Rose: Sounds about right.

Aaron, looking absolutely furious, throws Corey back into the ring before walking in front of him. When Corey gets to his knees, Aaron rears back and kicks Corey square in the face, making him fall back on the mat in pain. Aaron walks away, looking as if he’s trying to calm himself. Corey makes his way to the nearest corner. Corey glares angrily at Aaron after making sure his face is fine. Kostan sprints at Corey, but this time Lazarus drops down, causing Aaron to smash his sternum on the turnbuckle! He grabs Aaron’s leg as he slides to the outside and swings the knee into the corner post! Aaron holds his leg in pain as Corey takes a breather on the outside.

Rose: And now it’s Corey’s turn.

Crumb: So now you’re a fan of his?

Rose: Not really but if I have to pick between the bland Aaron as champ or the spicy Corey as champ, I’m rooting for the Hot Take all day!

Corey Lazarus grabs Aaron’s leg again and slams the leg against the corner post again! He takes a step back and nails a dropkick to the knee, smashing it against the corner again. Aaron rolls around on the mat, clutching his injured knee. He slowly starts to stand as Corey rushes into the ring. The challenger clips the knee from behind and Aaron tumbles down to a knee. He rips Kostan back to his feet, leaps up, and drops back in a double knee backbreaker! Lazarus grabs Kostan’s leg and kicks the inside of his knee over and over and over until the referee forces the break. Corey goes right back on the attack by applying a stepover toe hold. He yanks on Aaron’s injured limb, making the Champ yell in pain while trying to break free.

Nelson: Lazarus really targeting that leg of Kostan!

Rose: The best way to ground any Icon is to take out his or her ability to move around the ring.

Eventually, Aaron is able to roll out of the hold and grab the nearest rope, forcing Corey to break the hold. He grabs onto the middle rope to pull himself up. Corey shoves Aaron in the face, which gets him a return forearm for his efforts. Aaron attempts to run at him to follow up, but stops just short, limping and holding his knee. Corey hits a drop toe hold before transitioning to a knee bar! Corey tugs and yanks on the hold as Aaron rolls his body around to try and reach the ropes. He shakes his head when the referee asks him if he gives up,

Crowd: DON’T GIVE UP!

Crumb: DON’T GIVE UP!

After a while of this, Corey releases the hold, slides to the outside with Aaron’s ankle, and slams the inside of Aaron’s knee into the corner of the apron! Aaron recoils in absolute agony and tries to crawl away.

Nelson: If Kostan does manage to successfully retain tonight, he may have suffered tremendous damage to his knee.

The Artist begins to gingerly stand. Corey approaches and kicks him right in the knee. Aaron falls down, but throws a punch to Lazarus’ midsection! Corey is stopped only for a moment before he wails on Aaron with forearms. The Englishman yanks Aaron up by his hair and attempts a snapmare driver. Aaron is able to shove Corey away. As Corey comes back at him, he grabs him by the arm, swings under, and hits an urinage! Aaron is up to a knee immediately after the maneuver, wincing. Corey gets back up to his feet and receives a superkick to the chin! This sends Lazarus straight to the mat and Aaron goes down too, holding his knee in total pain.

Nelson: This has to be over!

Crumb: But he can’t get to the pin right away! Come on, Aaron!

Aaron slowly crawls and manages to lay over the challenger, hooking one leg.

One...

Two...

Thre...Corey barely kicks out!

Rose: Wow!

Aaron is in disbelief and sits up, trying to think of what else he can do. He stands, moving ever so slowly, as he pulls Corey towards a corner. He sluggishly makes his way up to the top rope, starting to steady himself, but with his hurt leg, finding it hard to on the first attempt. He shakes his head, looking frustrated and tries again. Just as he gets ready to make a leap, Lazarus runs up, using the second rope to springboard so he can hit an enziguri like kick to Aaron’s injured knee! Aaron awkwardly loses his footing and smacks his leg off the top turnbuckle before falling onto the outside, hitting hard! Looking down at him, Corey smiles from ear to ear.

Nelson: Kostan thought he needed to get to the top rope to finish off Lazarus, but the time he took doing it cost him!

Rose: Corey just needs to find out how to close this out!

As Aaron slowly stirs while he is being counted out, Corey starts to trash talk him from inside the ring. Kostan seems like he is really struggling to even stand but Corey keeps on berating him. This is seems to harden the look on Aaron’s face as he gets a burst of energy and dives into the ring. Corey goes to take advantage of that, but Aaron performs a double leg takedown. He climbs on top of Corey, wailing on him with punches as Lazarus tries to scramble away!

Aaron goes after him still hopping on one leg and letting adrenaline carry him through. It is not enough as Corey is able to swing around Aaron before landing down in a shoulder jawbreaker! Aaron flops onto his face after the move. Corey shouts for Aaron to get up. Slowly, Aaron does get up and Lazarus hits his Instant Classic (jumping cutter)! He pulls Aaron into the center of the ring and goes for the cover!

One...

Two...

THRE...Aaron barely manages to kick out!

Corey, extremely panicked, begins to argue with the referee!

Nelson: Aaron Kostan somehow kicks out!

Crumb: He doesn’t want to lose!

Rose: Stay on it, Corey! Stay the hell on it!

Corey angrily starts to punch, knee, and kick Aaron’s hurt knee until the referee forces him off! Corey gives the referee attitude before dropping down to the mat and locking on a figure four leglock! Kostan looks as if he is in excruciating pain. He slowly slides his body around, trying to find a way out, but he is in the middle of the ring.

Lazarus: GIVE UP DAMN IT!

Corey pulls on Aaron’s legs harder. The referee asks Aaron if he wants to give, but Kostan refuses. He tries to wriggle out of the hold, but Corey has it on too tight! The referee asks Aaron again if he wants to quit, but Aaron refuses yet again, but looks more and more drained. Corey refuses to release the hold and looks to be straining to keep it locked in as powerfully and long as he has.

Crowd: DON’T QUIT, AARON! DON’T QUIT!

Nelson: The Iconic Arena is solidly behind Kostan!

Rose: Not sure what that’s going to do? There is only so much fan energy you can feed off before it’s no damn good!

Crumb: DON’T QUIT, AARON! DON’T QUIT!

Kostan gives himself one more burst of energy to try and reverse out of it, but with his hurt knee, he can only do so much. He reaches a hand out as if to tap, but clenches it into a fist insead. He continues to try to reach out for the ropes which are entirely too far away before until he goes limp.

Nelson: This could be it!

The referee lifts Aaron’s arm up once….

Crumb: HOLD ON….HOLD ON...HOLD ON!!

Twice….

Crowd: DON’T QUIT, AARON! DON’T QUIT! DON’T QUIT, AARON! DON’T QUIT!

Finally a third time.

Nelson: Kostan is out cold!

The referee calls for the bell! Corey releases the figure four, completely drained from keeping it locked on so long.

Crumb: I can’t believe this… Corey Lazarus just beat Aaron Kostan!

Rose: Believe it, Crumbbum! Believe it! We have a new Heavyweight Champion!

"What You Gonna Do About It?" plays as Corey is eventually handed the Heavyweight title. He looks surprised at first, holding it as the crowd maliciously boos. After being lost in the moment of success, Corey stands up and holds the title up high, shouting at the fans that he has proved them wrong! He continues to celebrate as Aaron is carefully rolled out of the ring and checked on by the medical staff.

Torres: And the winner of this match and NEW IPW Heavyweight Champion… Corey Lazarus!

Eventually, Brianna Rissi and Lucian Viars head to the ring. Corey looks touched and when they enter, he runs and gives Brianna big hug and kiss, only making the crowd boo louder. Lucian shares some words with him before Brianna hugs him again. They both hold Corey’s hands in the air as he continues to celebrate. Brianna calls for an unamused Lucian to lift Corey up on his shoulder to do a lap around the ring while he holds his Heavyweight Championship high!

Crumb: This is ridiculous…

Rose: This is a very emotional moment! I am moved right now by the camaraderie being displayed by this trio!

Suddenly “Hate Me Now” interrupts the Lazarus celebration and everyone’s attention is directed to the entrance stage. From behind the curtain steps Owner Extraordinaire, Joshua Samson, Esquire, flanked by Wicked; on his left by Stasi Herveaux and on his right Astrid Sedin, who has Daveena over her right shoulder. The crowd rains down jeers upon quartet.

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS JOSHUA SAMSON, ESQUIRE AND WICKED HAVE COME OUT HERE?!?!

Rose: Probably, “he’s going to congratulate this company’s newest Heavyweight Champion!”

Nelson: Even you do not believe that, Rose.

Samson produces a microphone and begins to talk as the trio in the ring look up at him.

Samson: Well holy moly! That skinny kid from Nicosia, Cyprus actually did it! Who would have thought it was even possible?

He looks to either side, first to Astrid and then to Stasi.

Samson: In all honestly, I knew you could do it, Ashton...oops, I mean Corey.

Crumb: Ashton?

Rose: No idea.

Samson: But sadly while you did defeat Aaron Kostan tonight it wasn’t for the Heavyweight Championship.

Nelson, Crumb, and Rose: WHAT?!

In the ring, Corey looks incredulously up at the boss.

Samson: That’s right, that’s right. The record books will forever have you etched in it as defeating Heavyweight Champion Aaron Kostan but next to it will read NON-TITLE MATCH! You see I took the liberty of making this a non-title match right after the bell rang because I felt that you didn’t deserve the shot!

Crumb: WHAT CAN---

Rose: Shut up, Todd!

Nelson: This is highly unprecedented and not to mention abuse of the utmost power! While I admit Lazarus is not the most likeable Icon and has flights of grandeur, he has rightfully fought his way up the Top Contenders list and cleanly defeated Kostan for the Heavyweight Championship!

Corey is particularly throwing a hissy fit as Lucian holds Brianna back from rushing out the ring to charge up the rampway.

Samson: I told you on Twitter, Corey, that you wouldn’t be walking out of Chaos with the IPW Heavyweight Championship. Never let it be said that Joshua Samson, Esquire ever told a lie!

Not able to hold the irate Brianna any longer, Lucian releases her. The co-Television Champ jumps out of the ring and is quickly followed by her boyfriend and his personal security. Noticing the three charging up the rampway, Wicked push the IPW owner behind them and head down the ramp to collide with them.

Rose: This is going to be great!

Nelson: Folks, we are out of time! Join us in two weeks for the next installment of Iconic Professional Wrestling Chaos!

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