Chaos - 13 January 2019

[Joshua Samson, ESQ]

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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 “How In The Hell Is Corey Lazarus STILL Getting Booked?!”, “Are There Really Going To Be Tag Team Titles?”, and “IPW Needs A Hero!”

LIVE FROM THE BARKER HANGAR IN SANTA MONICA, CALIFORNIA

Nelson: Happy 2019, everyone!

Rose: Wait until I tell you guys hear about my New Year’s Eve shenanigans!

Crumb: It couldn’t be better than mine. My Mom and I were at a masquerade party…

Rose: Wait, wait, wait! You mean to tell me you brought in the new year with your seventy year old mother?

Crumb: Yeah...we party every year!

Nelson: Before this go further off the rails, we have an action packed show prepared and it all starts off with a match in which we will have a double debut as Legion takes on the self-professed “King of Coke Mountain” Tyke Index.

Crumb: We haven’t had a double debut in quite a period of time. So this is going to be quite interesting. He hasn’t even debuted yet and has already managed to start rubbing people the wrong way.

Rose: If by people you mean ASStrid Sedin… that’s not much to talk about because she’s just… a pain in the a…

Nelson: But that will not be the first debut of the night as Iconic Professional Wrestling newcomer “Lawless” Drake Austin will be taking on Cody Belmont.

Crumb: There has been an influx of new talent into IPW as of late so I think that things are going to start getting exciting around here.

Rose: Hopefully that is the case because things have begun to feel a bit stale in certain divisions.

Nelson: In our third match, Drake Jones is going to be going up against another debuting talent… California Wrestling transplant Judith Albrecht.

Crumb: Oh I saw all the stuff going down on Twitter the other night between her, Astrid Sedin and Brianna Rissi. It seems that she really struck a nerve with two of the most dominant women in this company.

Rose: I remember her quite well from EHWF. She had this stupid little play match against Daveena and then when she was in a real match against Astrid and Brianna, she lost and then disappeared. I have a sneaking suspicion that it might end up happening again. But I have to remind you that she did debut at the last show.

Nelson: Oh yeah… hmm… well anyway... in our next match, The Dark Karnevil’s Willow Rainn will be facing off against Caliee Adams. With both Lady Icons looking to walk out as the winner, one must wonder what these two are going to be putting out there?

Crumb: Caliee and Willow have pretty much been at each other's’ throats for weeks now and I don’t think that it shows any signs of stopping.

Rose: The Dark Karnevil have been wreaking havoc all over IPW for months now and they really show no signs of slowing down or stopping anytime soon.

Nelson: That match certainly is going to be good but I think the next one might overshadow it I fear. People are surely wondering if “Hot Take” Corey Lazarus is going to show up and participate.

Crumb: That is true because he seems so steadfast in this “protest” that he’s been doing. If that is what you want to call it.

Rose: He doesn’t want the way he was treated by Joshua Samson, Esquire to stand and I can see why he’s doing what he’s doing. Seth Owens is probably going to win by forfeiture like Judith did at the last show.

Nelson: But I think that one of, if not the, most talked about matches is the tag team match between Nico Rider and Florence-Marie as they take on the team being called The Queen Bees, Brianna Rissi and the Iconic Queen herself, Astrid Sedin.

Crumb: This match actually stems from that Twitter argument I previous mentioned. Both Brianna and Astrid want to show Judith that she means nothing and will never amount to anything. And in the process they’ve made an enemy of Florence-Marie. Word on the street is that Florence has even deleted her Twitter account.

Rose: That just proves that maybe she doesn’t have the guts to stand up to them. We need people to stand up to the likes of ASStrid. Brianna’s alright I guess.

Nelson: After that though we have an Iconic Professional Wrestling Heavyweight Championship contract signing and boy… do I think that things are going to go down hill and fast. With both Stasi Herveaux and Oliver Black having some storied reputations, things are certainly going to be interesting. I do not think Black is happy that Herveaux is his first challenger.

Crumb: After what she did at Christmas Clash, I wouldn’t be too happy either if I was Oliver. She hit him from behind and he never had the chance to recover. She basically took away his glory.

Rose: While I would be mad at that too, he needs to send a message back to her that he won’t be standing for none of her nonsense. Ever since Stasi joined forces with ASStrid she’s had this cocky air around her. It’s quite sickening actually.

Nelson: We are just going to have to wait and see. But back to the rundown. In our main event, Jessie Roberts is going to be putting her newly won Television Championship on the line against one of the former co-champions, Minx.

Crumb: And Minx is going to be wanting her title back… this time not having to share it with Brianna Rissi. So I highly suspect she’s going to do every and anything that she can to make sure that happens.

Rose: The match much like the show sure is going to be interesting. I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I'm quite anxious to see how things are going to turn out.

Nelson: Then let us not wait any longer! Chaos is underway!


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

As the opening chords of "Teenagers" by My Chemical Romance blasts over the speakers the King of Coke Mountain Tyke Index appears from behind the curtains to a chorus of boos from the crowd. Wearing a hood over his head and a Scottish snood over his face he slowly walks down the ramp looking like he is an almost comatose state. Climbing onto the ring apron Tyke looks around the crowd before entering the ring and posing on the second turnbuckle.

Nelson: This young man comes into Iconic Professional Wrestling with a lot of fanfare and expectation.

Rose: That might be true but since signing his contract his social media game has been non-existent!

Crumb: I want to know where this Coke Mountain is that Tyke is king of?

Rose: You’re an idiot...

The voice of a young child begins to ring out through the arena as it goes dark.

Despair...

You come to me…

With your poison and your misery…

Oh, Death…

You come to sting…

With your poison and your…

Mi….se….ry…..

#OOOOOOOOOOH I MISS THA' MISERY!!!!

Like a rock concert the stage explodes with pyro spark columns as Halestorm's "Miss the Misery" goes on a full audio assault. The lights strobe for several seconds in sync with the music as fog billows out onto the stage. It's concealment is short lived as out from this mist ‘The Twisted One Who Is Many’ begins to slither with wisps of fog trailing off of her as she makes a fast paced stride for the ring.

She sports black leather tights with string laced open seams exposing skin on each thigh, strapped, silver studded and capped knee high boots, fingerless gloves and a studded leather strapped bra top that is under a motorcycle jacket which itself is decorated in chains, spiked shoulders and studded arms. Legion’s logo is emblazoned across the back of the jacket as well as the black and green haired wrestling murderess arrives at ringside with a running leap under the ropes and over the apron, neatly sliding to the center of the ring where she rises to a low crouch.

She shoots off a sly, sinister grin as she stands and begins head banging to her music for a moment. Legion then bursts for the nearest ring post and crouches atop of it, with that dark smile never leaving her face, even as she backflips off the top and landing on her feet, backing right up into the opposite corner where she slides down for a seat on the second turnbuckle, legs spread apart and gloved hands on the top rope as she awaits her next victim....

Rose: Goddamn what a long ass entrance package! It’s long enough for three people!

Crumb: Actually there are three people.

Rose: What are you talking about, you idiot?

Crumb: You didn’t do your background history on Legion?

Rose: Patrick, what is he talking about?

Nelson: I will let you find out on your, Rose. But just know that Crumb speaks the truth.

DING DING DING!!

---Debut Match: Legion vs. “King of Coke Mountain” Tyke Index---

Tyke moves in to lock-up only for Legion to duck under him and run to the ropes. She jumps up into a springboard moonsault that takes Tyke down to the mat flat on his back. She hooks the leg and holds for the cover.

One...

Two...

Thr...Tyke KICKS OUT!!!

Nelson: Legion wasting no time whatsoever in putting a quick end to this match.

Rose: I wonder if Tyke is high as a kite right now?

Both Icons get to their feet. Legion kicks Tyke dead in the face. Tyke falls back into the ropes and Legion sends him over the top to the floor with a big running clothesline. With Tyke on the floor, Legion runs across the ring, rebounds off the far ropes and comes roaring back across the ring for a baseball slide that sends Tyke hard into the guardrail. Tyke hits the steel and bounces back a couple of steps. Legion springboards out over the top rope into a crossbody that takes the King of Coke Mountain to the floor.

Nelson: Legion seems to be on a mission tonight!

Legion drags Tyke up and rolls him into the ring. She slides in after him and covers, hooking the leg.

One...

Two...

Thre...Tyke GETS A SHOULDER UP!!!

Crumb: Legion was a millisecond away from her first win in IPW!

Nelson: Yes she was, Crumb. Index had the wherewithal to get his shoulder just in time before the referee’s hand hit the canvas for a final third time.

Rose: Wherewithal? Probably more like drug induced heightened awareness!

Legion gets to her feet and immediately angrily stomps on Tyke almost as if she is personally insulted that he hasn’t folded yet. Legion steps away from him, shakes her head, and then motions at him to stand up. Tyke does so and she moves in. Tyke sees her coming and throws a clothesline. Legion ducks under and jumps into a rolling cradle.

One…

Two...

Thre...Tyke KICKS OUT!!!

Legion hooks him for another cradle.

One...

Two...

Thre...Tyke KICKS OUT!!!

Nelson: No matter what Legion is doing to put him down, Index continues to get back up!

As they go to stand up, Tyke hooks her for a backslide. Legion rolls through, flipping over for a snap DDT. As they land, she rolls him over into an inside cradle.

One...

Two...

Thre...Tyke KICKS OUT!!!

They slowly stagger up and Legion hits him with a very stiff Greek Tragedy (Chick Kick) to the side of the head.

Crowd: HOLY SH*T!

One...

Two...

THREE!!

Crumb: Legion got him!

Rose: Was there ever any doubt?

Nelson: Tyke Index was very game!

Rose: Not game enough! Guess it’s back to the trap house for Tyke.

Crumb: You mean Coke Mountain.

Rose: Idiot...


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

The denim-clad Drake Austin steps out onto the stage at the snap of 'Come On Get Up'; his eyes holding a glare that is just beneath freezing as he proceeds down the ramp, maintaining a moderate stride. Once the soles of his boots have punctured the slightly padded grounds of ringside, he pauses, panning around the burning red arena. His sights set on the steel steps and he pursuits them, ascending up he reaches the apron and enters the ring, sauntering to its core, his fists erect to the camera showcasing the writing on his knuckles which read, 'Stay Down' -- sending an ominous message to the entire locker room.

Nelson: Time for our second debut match of the night and believe you me that the expectations for Drake Austin are sky high!

Rose: Every. Icon. That. Debuts.

Nelson: What are you talking about, Rose?

Rose: You say that about everyone that debuts.

Crumb: Hehee...

"The One" by Slaughterhouse hits the PA system with the crowd cheering very loudly, out comes Cody Belmont walking through the curtains. His eyes look around with a smirk along his lips then heads right down the ramp.. sliding into the ring and jumping up on one turnbuckle to raise his hand up high.

Nelson: Belmont is coming off a huge debut loss at Chaos “Christmas Clash” and will be definitely be looking to get into the win column.

Crumb: I think he has a pretty good chance tonight.

Rose: So we’re just going to ignore that Calvin Klein Cody is secretly slipping his model meat to the Heavyweight Championship Number One Contender, Stasi Herveaux?

Nelson: You know there is no proof of that, Rose.

Rose: Twitter activity is enough proof to me.

Drake Austin glares at Cody Belmont in annoyance as the referee calls for the bell.

DING DING DING!!

---Debut Match: “Lawless” Drake Austin vs. Cody Belmont---

Cody turns his attention toward Drake, trying his hardest to look focused and ready. Unfortunately, Drake charges and nails Cody in the mouth with a forearm strike! He follows it up with a second and then a third---the impact of the blows sending Cody back to the ropes. Drake grabs Cody and shoots him across the ring. Cody returns on the rebound and Drake responds by lifting him into the air, slamming Cody to the mat face-first! Groggily, Cody tries to stumble back up to his feet only to have Drake bounce off of the ropes and hit him with a boot to the side of the head!

Nelson: Drake Austin might be new to Iconic Professional Wrestling, but I know he is capable of wrestling angry and wrestling mean.

Rose: And Calvin Klein Cody doesn’t seem like the type that can easily counter that!

Drake grabs Cody and locks him into a front facelock. Cody tries to fight his way out of Drake's grasp, but Drake responds by hitting Cody in the mouth with a series of knee strikes! Cody stumbles away and grabs the ropes in an effort to remain on his feet. Drake pulls Cody away from the ropes. He lift him into the air before slamming him to the mat with a Northern Lights suplex that he bridges into a pin attempt.

One…

Two...

Th...Cody kicks out!

Drake angrily glares down at Cody. He then delivers a few hard stomps to Cody, who crawls over toward the ropes and uses them to pull himself back up to his feet.

Nelson: The match may have just started, but it is looking like Austin is beginning to take control of it!

Crumb: That could be just a little bad for Cody…

Rose: I bet he’s thinking about Stasi.

Cody heads toward the nearest turnbuckle and tries to recover. Drake waits a moment before charging at Cody to hit him with a splash! Cody ducks out of the way and Drake crashes into the turnbuckle instead! Lawless stumbles a step before slumping against the turnbuckle and trying to catch his breath. Sensing an opening, Cody quickly hurries back toward the center of the ring. He charges forward and throws his knee into Drake's ribs---Drake gasping for air on impact.

Cody quickly grabs Drake and pulls him toward the middle of the ring, sending him to the mat with a snapmare! Cody bounces off of the ropes and lines himself up with Drake, hoping to hit him with a knee strike on the rebound! Drake ducks underneath the knee strike, grabs Cody, and sends him down with STAYDOWN! (sitout spinning spinebuster).

Crumb and Rose: HOLY SH*T!!

Nelson: What Crumb and Rose said!

Drake Austin covers.

One...

Two...

THREE!!

Torres: The winner of this match...Drake Austin!!!

Nelson: And just like that Austin picks up his first Iconic Professional Wrestling win!

Rose: And just like that Calvin Klein Cody picks up his second IPW loss!

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~~

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

"Tear Away" starts to play and the fans roar with hate for Judy Albrecht who is accompanied by Mischa Killings. The two stride to the ring ride and telling the audience to kiss her ass. She enters the ring and awaits her opponent.

Rose: There is something about Judy that I just love. She reminds me of...of...of...me.

Crumb: Please no. Having one Rose is more than enough.

The opening line of "Bad M*th*rf*ck*r" By Machine Gun Kelly slams out through the speakers as Drake Jones steps out from the back, his ginger hair wet as he makes his way down to the ring talking trash as he looks around the ringside area. He slides up onto the ring apron and leans against the top rope before throwing his leg back and stepping into the ring.

Nelson: This is a match set up due to the post match attack by Albrecht and her sidekick Killings upon Jones.

Crumb: And it’s supposedly because Judy didn’t like Drake’s face.

Rose: Well it is only a face a mother would be proud of!

DING DING DING!!

---Judith Albrecht vs. Drake Jones---

Judith steps into the ring to get things started, when suddenly Jones runs at her and pounds away on the Vulgar One much to the delight of the fans.

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

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

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

Crumb: So, Patrick, is Mischa officially a part of IPW now?

Nelson: No she is not, Crumb. To my understanding, she and Albrecht are here as a package as part of a talent exchange deal we have with our sister wrestling company, California Wrestling.

Rose: So who did we send to them in the exchange?

Jones waits for Judith to pull herself back up to her feet. As soon as Judith is almost up, Jones charges and tries to plant Judith on the mat with a dropick. Judith catches Jones in the air and slams him to the mat with a sit-out powerbomb! Shaking her head, Judith glares down at Jones. She motions for Mischa to step into the ring. Mischa does so as Judith begins to stomp away on Jones without a care in the world.

Nelson: This match has broken down that Killings has gotten herself involved!

Rose: If you’re going to bring your friend to ringside she might as well be a factor! Drake never had a chance with these odds.

The referee considers pulling Judith away from Drake Jones before instead trying to get Mischa out of the ring. Mischa shoves the referee away and joins in on the attack on Jones. The referee has no choice but to call for the bell.

Torres: The winner of this match due to disqualification...Drake Jones!!

Crumb: This is what you were talking about...

Nelson: It is unfortunate for Jones, but no one should be surprised that this is happening right now!

Mischa drags Jones up to his feet and boots him in the stomach. Judith pulls his head between her legs and proceeds to drop him with The Muther F*ck*r (pulling piledriver).

Crumb: WHAT CAN DRAKE JONES BE THINKING AS HE IS VICIOUSLY ATTACKED POST MATCH FOR THE SECOND CHAOS IN A ROW BY JUDITH ALBRECHT AND MISCHA KILLINGS?!?!

The two women casually exit the ring and head toward the back, ignoring the negative response that they are receiving from the fans.

Nelson: That may not have been a victory for Albrecht....

Rose: But it sure was a win!

~~

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

”Here I am” hits as pink and gold lights go off throughout the arena. Caliee adams steps out on the entrance ramp with a slight smirk along her pink glossy lips. She stands at the top of the ramp before she skips down to the ring. She didn't pay any attention to her surroundings. Caliee would jump up on one side of the ring and the ring and strike a pose before entering the ring and waiting for her

Nelson: Caliee Adams and her New Age partner Seth Owens have been gunning for Willow Rainn and the rest of the Dark Karnevil for weeks now and things seem to be coming to a head here.

Crumb: I don’t see these little feud ending any time soon so this is going to be one of many times that these two groups are going to be facing off against one another.

Rose: The Dark Karnevil are vicious, calculating individually so together, they’re damn near unstoppable. But don’t go counting Caliee out. If someone is determined enough it can upset even the strongest.

"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.

Nelson: And here comes Willow Rainn and boy, does she look as determined as ever.

Crumb: Willow surely does command everyone’s attention and this is going to be no different than any of the other times before.

Rose: But sometimes confidence can be mistaken for cockiness and this match, well we’re just going to have to wait and see what happens with her and if The Dark Karnevil’s reign will continue on.

Willow stands in her corner of the ring and glares at Caliee, who looks out at Seth Owens. Caliee gives her hips a shake to rile the fans up, Owens doing what he can to get some support from the fans outside of the ring. Caliee turns her attention toward Willow as the referee calls for the bell!

DING DING DING!!

---Caliee Adams vs. Willow Rainn---

Nelson: If you were talking about determination… wait no that was me… well here comes the walking definition of it. Caliee Adams’ mission has been to bring Willow down a peg or two.

Crumb: There are a few people on the roster who want to either knock someone down a few pegs or...

Rose: Then there are the ones who need to be knocked down a few pegs. This match surely is going to be interesting.

Willow wastes absolutely no time in trying to get things started---charging across the ring and trying to hit Caliee with a forearm smash! Caliee ducks underneath the attempt and struts away. Unfortunately she leaves herself open to a clubbing blow in the back of the head! Caliee tries to stumble away from Willow, who grabs Caliee by the hair and pulls her in! She hits Caliee with an elbow shot and then takes her down to the mat with a snapmare! Caliee sits on the mat in pain. Willow bounces off of the ropes and sends Caliee crashing to the mat with a running dropkick! Almost immediately, Willow grabs Caliee and locks in a bow and arrow hold! Caliee's eyes go wide in pain as she screams.

Nelson: Oh that has to be some excruciating pain that is going on in Caliee’s body right about now. Her screams are sending a shiver down my spine.

Crumb: Caliee is going to have to dig out something from deep down within her if she wants to get out of that hold because Willow has it locked in tight.

Rose: Either that or a miracle. I don’t think that she has much longer before she taps out or passes out from the pain.

Caliee almost seems like she's about to tap out, when Seth Owens reaches into the ring and tries to pull Caliee closer to the ropes. This briefly distracts the referee, but more importantly, it also distracts Willow. The Dark Karnevil member releases the hold and steps toward the ropes, yelling at Owens. Seth wisely backs away toward the guardrail and shoots Willow a middle finger much to her annoyance. Willow turns around to face Caliee---who grabs her and rolls her up for a pin attempt.

One...

Two...

Th...KICK OUT!

Willow pops back up to her feet and charges at Caliee, who leaps into the air and cuts Willow off with a dropkick! Willow crashes hard to the mat. Caliee bounces off of the ropes and hits Willow with a senton! The fans show their support for Caliee as she takes a moment to play to them before covering.

One...

Two...

Thre...KICK OUT!

Nelson: You have to wonder if Adams made a bit of a mistake there by letting herself get distracted by the fans?

Rose: It's Caliee. I'm pretty sure she's ALWAYS making a mistake when she lets herself get distracted!

Caliee pulls herself back up to her feet and once again tries to get the fans riled up. She looks out at Owens who also calls for the fans to show their support. The fans listen as Caliee gets a decent number of cheers. She smirks and turns around, grabbing Willow, and dragging her back up to her feet. Caliee tries to get Willow into position for DDT, only to have Willow shove her away. Caliee loses her footing before turning around, grabbed, and dropped to the mat with a running bulldog! Willow takes advantage and completes the move by putting Caliee into the Walls of Jericho!

Nelson: Rainn has her Deadly Poisoned Kisses locked on tight!

Crumb: That looks painful!

Rose: Let's see Seth help her out of this one!

Willow pulls as hard as she can, Caliee's eyes once again going wide in pain. She frantically looks around for a way to escape before tapping on the mat.

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

Nelson: Caliee Adams wants out of that hold desperately!

Crumb: And Willow's not letting up!

Willow continues to keep the hold applied, Caliee practically crying as she taps. The referee briefly tries to pull Willow off of Caliee, though Willow doesn't let up.

Rose: I’m loving it! Break her back, Willow!

Owens slides into the ring and immediately tackles Willow to break up the hold, briefly exchanging strikes with her. Willow rolls out of the ring and smirks at the sight of Caliee lying on the mat in pain. Owens turns to check on his New Age partner as Willow heads up the ramp, ignoring the jeering crowd.

As the camera came up we see Jessie Roberts stretching out getting loose ahead of her match on Chaos when she took on Minx in the main event in front of her on the ground is her newly won television title. As she grabbed her leg and pushed down on her with the palms of her hands. She saw a figure approach her as she did this she saw that it was one of the backstage interviews Butterscotch Monroe. She smiled as Jessie who smiled back.

Butterscotch Monroe: Jessie any chance we can grab a quick word?

Jessie Roberts: Sure thing just give me a second.

Jessie reached down and picked up her title off the floor. Moments later she stood up fully and put the title on her shoulder before she looked at Monroe who got ready herself before she started to talk.

Butterscotch Monroe: Hello people of Amazon Prime and welcome to this exclusive interview with the newly crowned Television champion here in IPW The Hawkeye Warrior Jessie Roberts!

Jessie smiled as she heard that and looked at her title as Monroe continued.

Butterscotch Monroe: Jessie tonight in the main event of Chaos you are set to take on a woman who a lot of people say is the reason you are champion right now Minx. What are your thoughts on that match and also your thoughts on the news that the winner of this match is going onto New Year Who Dis? to face off with the other former television Brianna Rissi?

Jessie adjusted the title on her shoulder for a moment before looking at Butterscotch.

Jessie Roberts: Well first off I would like to wish you Ms Monroe and all the great fans of IPW a happy new year and hope that you have a kick ass 2019.

Butterscotch Monroe: Thank you Ms Roberts!

Jessie Roberts: Also I would like to say that for those of you who are watching IPW for the first time via Amazon Prime hello to you too. I’m excited for the chance to showcase my talents for you here and hope you enjoy me performing for you! Also it’s an honour to know I’m main eventing this first show for you.

Jessie then smiled at the camera once more.

Jessie Roberts: Now with that out of the way let’s get to your question Ms Monroe! My thoughts are did Minx help me become the Television champion? Yes she did and I’m not going to stand here and say she didn’t. However today is a new day and I can’t worry about what happened in the past. What I have to focus on is the here and now which is defending my title. See to me the world is simple the next match is always the most important and Minx I’m 100 percent focused on you and retaining my title. I heard you talking about how you going to walk through me and go after Brianna! Yeah one problem in that plan. You are not going to beat me here tonight. See you think that it’s simple you turn up and I will lay down for you. Not happening see what going to happen is I’m going to get in that ring and fight.

Jessie balled up her right hand into a fist and looked at it

Jessie Roberts: And once we get in that ring I’m going to pound on you till there is no more fight in you! It will not be pretty but it will be effective because it will lead to me to victory and still being the television champion. That’s all I’m focused on right now it’s just beating you it’s all I want. I know Brianna, Astrid they will be looking on since they seem to be focusing on this belt but me you are the target and tonight I’m taking you down to keep this belt it’s that simple.

Jessie looked at her title and kissed it.

Butterscotch Monroe: Jessie thanks for you time and good luck!

Jessie looked at Butterscotch and shook her head.

Jessie Roberts: Thank you Ms Monroe!

With that Butterscotch walked off and as she did this Jessie placed the title back on the ground before returning to getting ready as she did this the screen turned black,

~~

Torres: The following 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.

Nelson: Seth Owens has been on a mission since arriving to Iconic Professional Wrestling to rid the company of Dark Karnevil, more specifically the leader of the group, Xstatic.

Rose: I heard rumors that the two will meet once again at New Year, Who Dis supercard in a match with some kind of stipulation.

Crumb: I bet that’s going to be a bloody affair if it’s true.

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 pores.

---Seth Owens vs. “Hot Take” Corey Lazarus---

Crumb: If this isn’t a surprise!

Rose: Don’t get too excited, Todd. He showed up for his match at Chaos “Christmas Clash”.

Nelson: Very good point, Rose. It remains to be seen what Lazarus will decide to do tonight.

With his hands on his hips, Lazarus looks down at Owens who is waiting in the ring.

Crumb: So is Corey going to just stand there or is he going to go down to the ring?

Nelson: Your guess is as good as mine, Crumb.

Rose: Why doesn’t Mister Samson just void this guys contract and let him go on his way?

In the ring, Owens gestures for Lazarus to bring himself down to the ring. Up on the entrance stage, Lazarus rubs his chin as if in deep thought before simply turning and walking back to backstage.

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS ONCE AGAIN COREY LAZARUS HAS WALKED OUT ON YET ANOTHER WRESTLING MATCH?!?!

Rose: Probably, “he should be fired!”

Nelson: After this I can only believe severe punishment will be coming down upon Corey Lazarus.

The referee begins his count.

One…

Two…

Three…

Four…

Five…

Crumb: I don’t think Corey is coming back!

Rose: F*ck him!

Nelson: Rose!

Six…

Seven…

Eight…

Nine…

Ten!

Torres: The winner of this match due to countout….Seth Owens!!

Nelson: Once again Corey Lazarus has purposely thrown another match here at Iconic Professional Wrestling!

Owens shrugs his shoulders and plays up to the crowd as the show fades to a commercial.

~~

---Iconic Professional Wrestling Heavyweight Championship Match Contract Signing: Stasi Herveaux and Oliver Black---

Chaos returns and in the ring, microphone in hand, is Tapioca Joe. A table with a red tablecloth over it is centered in the ring as well. The General Manager pushes his salt and pepper colored hair out of his face with his free hand before addressing those in attendance.

Tap: Fans of IPW, here and at home watching, have you enjoyed yourself tonight?

Crowd: EYE PEE DUBYA! EYE PEE DUBYA!

Nelson: This crowd is deafening!

Crumb: What? I can’t hear you because this crowd is deafening!

Rose: You’re such an idiot, Todd.

Tap: Well we are far from over because up next we have the monumental contract signing for the Iconic Pro Wrestling Heavyweight Championship between the Number One Contender, Stasi Herveaux, and the Heavyweight Champion, Oliver Black, that will take place at our first supercard broadcast of the year, New Year Who Dis? So without anymore delay, please welcome Stasi Herveaux to the ring.

“The Divine Infection” by Motionless in White begins playing through the sound system of the Barker Hanger and the fans instantly start booing. A few moments later, Stasi Herveaux emerges from behind the black curtain dressed in an all black outfit… her signature look. She is exuding a tremendous amount of confidence as she poses at the top of the stage briefly before making her way down towards the ring. She climbs through the ring ropes and takes a seat in the chair that faces the stage.

Stasi: I wish I could say that it’s nice to see you Tapioca Pudding. But I would be lying.

Tap: Fortunately for you, Stasi, you haven’t been summoned out here to see me.

NIGHTMARE! blasts through the Hangar, interrupting General Manager Tap mid sentence. As the lights dim the buzz of anticipation in the crowd grows. A visibly slightly irritated Tapioca slowly cocks his head towards the entrance to be greeted by the Cheshire grin of Oliver Black staring back from atop the entrance ramp. Decked out in a brown fur jacket and yellow tinted sunglasses, Oliver steps into the spotlight microphone in hand.

Oliver: And your NEW IPW Heavyweight Champion… Oliiiivvvverrrrr Blaacckkkkkkkk!

Black introduces himself before glancing down at his shoulder which carries the IPW Heavyweight Championship and back at Tap before throwing his head back in a maniacal laugh.

Stasi: Oi you pretentious tw*t, stop wasting everybody’s time and get your ass down here. We get it… you think you’re important. But these people didn’t pay good money to see you prance around like a ballerina.

Oliver: Now, now darling, that is NO way to talk to YOUR World Champion.

Oliver climbs the steps and approaches the ropes, his free hand shooing away his challenger. Stasi sat in her chair on the other side of the table, glaring at him with intent one was left wondering what was going through her head. One leg through the ropes Black pauses and addresses the General Manager.

Oliver: Tap please do your job and leash your yapping little bitch.

Tap begins to speak but is cut off by the chanting crowd.

Crowd: YAPPING BITCH! YAPPING BITCH!

Not fazed by the attending fans, slightly rocks in her chair.

Stasi: I talk to who I want in the form that I want. If you can’t handle that… then maybe you can just… well let’s just say that maybe you’re not the person they all think you are. Maybe you really are just another one of those “snowflakes”. Shouldn’t you be doing your Oujia board or something anyway, trying to summon something? Or do you have another person that you are planning to kidnap?

Stasi shook her head.

Stasi: Besides, telling Pudding to put me on a leash is your sad attempt and impeding my first amendment rights, something I like exercising all the time. And nobody… not even you… will keep me from that.

Stasi puts her feet up on the table as she twirls the pen around in her fingers like a baton.

Oliver: Well if you are finished beating the dead horse… and assuming people haven't turned the channel after an other agonizing and oh so eloquent “I'm a boss bitch” and I do what I want speech. Can we move this along?

Oliver nonchalantly drops the heavyweight championship on the table between himself and Stasi, before plopping down in his chair with an eye roll. Clearly not impressed with Herveaux's jabs.

Stasi: Never said I was the boss bitch and I’ve never claimed to be one either… not really. Just educating you on what the Bill of Rights allows me to do. We can get it moving along… but Pudding is just standing there like a waste of space doing nothing other than staring. I’m starting to think the fool doesn’t know how to do his job.

Stasi turns her head and looks at the general manager, her lips slightly pursed as she keeps her eyes locked on the gray haired gentleman.

Stasi: You just going to stand there like a statue or are we going to be handling business?

There is a slight chuckle from the retired veteran.

Tap: Well, Stasi, I know you are still quite new to how the wrestling business works since you’re still in your rookie year, but this is where you put pen to paper and sign the contact that will put you in the IPW Heavyweight Championship match that will take place at the end of this month at the “New Year, Who Dis?” supercard event.

Stasi: Thank you for pointing that out Captain Obvious. And I know how to sign a contract you fool… how do you think we got here in the first place hmm? Cause I put pen to paper.

Stasi rolled her eyes in disgust.

Stasi: I might be new but I’m not ignorant you stupid old man.

Tap: I’m just here as decoration, Stasi. So no need to wait on me to do anything. This requires effort from you and Oliver.

Stasi: So then are you going to put the damn thing down on the table now or are you going to keep being a useless statue?

The General Manager takes a step forward and gestures toward the folder that is on the table near the Heavyweight title. Before Stasi can reach for the folder Oliver quickly snatches the contract and exits his seat. Microphone twirls lightly from his fingers as he contemplates his next words.

Oliver: If we could just take a minute to truly think this through…You see, this match... Oliver and Stasi it's NOT what is best for business nor is it the match these people WANT to see. And quite frankly this isn't the match I WANT to compete in.

Oliver turns from addressing the audience to address Stasi herself.

Oliver: And sweetie before you run your lips about how I'm some scared snowflake, allow me to explain. For weeks, well really since its inception Stasi Herveaux has sat atop the charts as number 1 contender to the heavyweight championship… But why? What have YOU done to deserve that spot? Have you “defended” you spot in a challenger match? No! Have you defeated everybody or anybody in the top 5, like I have? No! It seems the only thing you have truly done to “earn” that spot was LOSE to the former champion Aaron Kostan? Darling, you might see yourself as rightful number one contender but just like these fans… I'm not buying it. That's why tonight I am proposing something a little wild!

Oliver makes a universal crazy hand signal next to his temple as his eyes bulge in exaggeration.

Oliver: I propose we give this match to someone more DESERVING! I propose we give this match to someone most people believe to be the RIGHTFUL number one contender. I propose we give this match to…. COREY LAZARUS!

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS OLIVER BLACK IS WANTING TO FACE COREY LAZARUS INSTEAD OF STASI HERVEAUX FOR THE HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP?!?!

Rose: Probably, “too bad Oliver Black doesn’t make the matches in IPW!”

Stasi: Yeah no… that’s not going to happen. No paranormal mumbo jumbo bullsh*t that you’re trying to summon is ever going to make that happen. You see, unlike everyone else in this company, save for Aaron Kostan, I made it to the finals of the tournament and that’s why I’m the number one contender. In fact, the only member, well members, of the top five I hadn’t beaten at the time I made the challenge were you and Astrid. But a few things have changed standings wise but I’m still number one. It’s not my fault I wasn’t put into a challenger match. Blame the booking committee. Now I get it… you like guys and all that but you really need to…

Stasi stopped herself before she went too far. Holding up her hand, she tried to gain a little bit of composure as she got up to her feet, tugging on her top a little bit to bring it down.

Stasi: No… I’m not going to hold back. You really need to stop suckin’ his d*ck because that’s Brianna Rissi’s job! I get it, that’s your thing but really, it makes you look even more pathetic. Your nose is so far up his ass… you got a little brown just about here.

Stasi made a wiping motion on the side of her nose as her lips twisted up in the corners.

Stasi: You really need to educate yourself in the terms of challenging for the title because it clearly states that ANYONE in the top 5 can issue a challenge and well… I’m challenging you!

She grabs the contract out of Oliver’s hand before he can react and back away. Looking upon the words on the paper, she sits down and removes the cap from her black glitter covered pen.

Stasi: This match is going to be happening… whether you like it or not. And you, don’t have the power to change anything.

With her eyes locked upon his, Stasi signs her full name “Anastasia Romanov Herveaux” to the line she was supposed to.

Stasi: You want to face a sniveling weasel, but the idiot basically quit or gotten fired. I’m not privy to that but what I am privy to is what match that I will be participating in at the supershow New Year, Who Dis? So prove that you’re not a coward who wants an easy match and sign your name to this document.

Nelson: I do not think Black is looking for the easy way out here. He is actually looking to right the wrong committed Joshua Samson upon Corey Lazarus.

Rose: But who in the hell is Oliver to decide what is a right or wrong decision of the IPW owner?! This guy!

Stasi turned the contract around and pushed it forward as she put the cap back on her pen and tucked it in her bra.

Oliver: Oh honey, how original. But I've been putting bitches like you in their place for as long as I can remember. Girls like you that jump to gay jokes to make themselves feel better. As if my sexuality is something that bothers me. You don't hear me out her commenting on your botched boob job to discredit you as a challenger because I'm not a f*ck*ng child. I simply am out here to say I'm sick of Joshua Samson and his harem of a snivy bitches. Women like you and Astrid that think they can do what they want when they want without consequence. Sick of bosses that openly defy logic and abuse power.

Oliver takes the contract off the table.

Oliver: But one thing you said was absolutely true… No, this is not going to happen!

With that Oliver takes the contract in both hands and rips it in half! Throwing the pieces like confetti onto Stasi Herveaux.

Nelson, Crumb, and Rose: WHAT IN THE HELL?!

Tap: Oliver, Oliver, what are you doing?

Oliver: I'm doing what YOU were brought her to do Mr. Honor Guard… I'm simply righting a wrong!

Stasi shook her head.

Stasi: That just proves your a coward. You can’t have it the way you want it so you’re going to take your ball and go home. You don’t have any authority… no power to make, change matches. The rules clearly state that I am allowed to challenge. Or is your head still ringing from the last show? Is that why your tiny little brain can’t seem to comprehend. Corey walked out of this company. I’m here… I’m challenging and tearing up the contract because you didn’t get what you want proves your cowardice.

She shakes her head, tucking a section of her jet black hair behind her ear.

Stasi: And you call me unoriginal and say I beat a dead horse but it’s OK for you? So not only are you a coward… you’re also a hypocrite. You say you’re tired of Joshua but what have you really done to stand up to him? You couldn’t even form a group to rival the Samson Family in EHWF. I’ve done my research and I know that there’s one person who was a part of SamFam who beat EVERY member of your little group of idiots.

She licked her lips and removed her leather jacket, putting it on the chair behind her.

Stasi: The fact of the matter is that you’re jealous… you really are. Because I got to that final and you didn’t. You act like this saying you beat bitches like me, but all except that last match between you and Astrid, she bested you and every single one of your cronies. You’re jealous that I took your spotlight at the Christmas show and drilled you in the back of the head with that championship. I showed you that you’re nothing more than an insect when I put you under my shoe, squeezing your head with my foot until it was just about to pop. I would do it again tonight… but these are Louboutin boots and a lot more expensive than what I was wearing at Christmas Clash.

Stasi got up against the table and leaned forward a bit.

Stasi: So go ahead… keep acting like a little child. But the f*cking fact of the matter is that I’m not going to go away. I’m not as easy to take down like Astrid is. But then again, you were too scared to deal with Daveena and you trapped her in the locker room. I get it, you weren’t loved enough as a child, your mother was probably glad when she died because she didn’t want to be ashamed of what you turned out to be. You think she cared… but you don’t really know that. Your dad, the man who looks about 3 years older than you, twisted your mind into thinking that you’re a force to be reckoned with. But the fact of the matter is that you still failed in the tournament, something you’re jealous of even if you don’t want to say it out loud, and you knew that that the only way you could take on Aaron and beat him was to make sure that his focus was taken away. So if you want to play silly little games and keep these childish antics going… then meet me in the ring. But hold on a second...

She picks up the two pieces of the contract and exited the ring, heading over towards the medical staff at ring side with the microphone still in her hand.

Rose: What in all that is holy… is she doing?

Stasi: *barely audible* SHUT THE F*CK UP ROSE!

Stasi instantly starts barking at the staff until they hand her a tackle box looking container. Digging around for it a little bit, a smile comes across her face when she finds what she wants. She heads back to the ring steps and lays the pieces down on top, revealing that she had pulled medical tape out of the box.

Stasi: This isn’t something that can be fixed. Because I’m not going to let this sh*t go on any further. I’m not going to go away and act like a spoiled bitch like Corey did. I can at least accept the fact that I’m a spoiled bitch… there’s nothing to deny.

She lined the contract’s edges up before tearing a long piece of tape and securing the front of the contract before repeating this on the back of the contract. Holding it up, she admires her handiwork before getting back into the ring and walking towards the table again.

Stasi: It’s time that you accept the inevitable instead of crying about wanting to face Corey Lazarus because we all know that everyone here can beat him. You’re the one acting spoiled, not me. And do know that if you try to pull any more shenanigans like ripping this up again, I won’t stop coming after you and I will make your life a living f*ck*n’ hell.

Stasi slammed the contract down and kept her weight on it so he couldn’t rip it away again.

Stasi: SIGN THE M*TH*R F*CK*NG CONTRACT!

For the first time since he has entered the arena Oliver's face changes from a mocking sarcastic expression to stone cold. Looking Stasi dead in the eye from across the table he gives his final answer.

Oliver: … No.

Black calmly says almost at a whisper, before grabbing the Heavyweight Championship from the table and throwing it over his shoulder exiting the ring. He begins walking up the ramp pausing halfway but not looking back towards the ring, before disappearing through the curtain leaving Tap and Stasi in the ring. Stasi is seething as her face becomes red, her attention turning to Tapioca.

Stasi: Что на самом деле ебать? Это какая-то фигня. There goes you champion ladies and gentlemen, acting like the true baby back bitch. Is that how a champion should act? I think not!

Pushing the chairs out of the way, Stasi climbs onto the table and stands tall so that everyone could see her no matter where they were sitting in the Hangar.

Stasi: Oliver Black’s actions here tonight are the precise reasons why he’s not a real champion. A real champion would’ve accepted the challenge and put the pen to paper. But no, this d*ckhead decided that he was going to take his ball and go home because he didn’t get what he wanted. The Rolling Stones said it the best way… you can’t always get what you want. You say that you want to face the “rightful” challenger Corey Lazarus but much like your bitch ass did just now… he walked out… not once but twice… because he couldn’t handle the fact that at some point during the match it was changed to a non-title match. Here, let me demonstrate how freakin’ ridiculous you came out to look like just now.

Stasi raised her head up high and took in a deep breath, gain her composure before exhaling deeply.

Crumb: Stasi is really going in.

Without skipping another beat, Stasi begins flailing her arms around and stomping on the top of the table. A shrill scream soon comes from her crimson lips before she tosses her head back.

Stasi: But Mommy I don’t want to play with her. I want to play with him! She’s got cooties and I don’t want to get cooties. She’s going to take my ball away and she won’t give it back Mommy! She’s a meanie and… and… ahhhhhh!

With her lips pouting and her black hair all a mess, Stasi plopped herself down onto the tabletop, the slight sound of a crack barely audible.

Stasi: You see how ridiculous I made myself out to be? That’s how you looked just recently and it is very unbecoming of someone that is supposed to be a champion. You want to be taken seriously yet, you don’t want to take on a serious challenger. You want to face someone you say is the “rightful” challenger. But yet the man you want to face can’t even be bothered to participate because he’s too butt hurt. You come out here like look at me, look at me… bow before your new champion. And then once you finally pranced your ass down to this ring, you act like YOU know what’s best for business. That isn’t your job… you’re just a wrestler like me and the rest of the wannabes back there in the locker room. And then you demand to know what I have done to deserve the spot like I’m some newbie bitch and that making it to the finals, something that you yourself didn’t manage to do, isn’t enough. You say that you’re sick and tired of Mister Samson and his “harem of snivy bitches” as you called us, but yet, you ran away like a scared little bitch.

Stasi tucked a section of her hair behind her ear as she folded her legs under her while still remaining seated on the table.

Stasi: Now I know that I stooped to a pretty low level but do you think that I really care. I can say whatever I want because this is a free country and the things I say are protected under freedom of speech… like I said earlier. But you couldn’t beat Samson before and I doubt you’ll be able to do it again. You’re merely… oh how should I put it… you’re like Harry Houdini in that you’re an escape artist. So now you put me in a very precarious position that I really, really didn’t want to find myself in but then again you’re not really a man but a bitch. Like I said, I’m not going to go away and I’m not going to let the childish antics of you and Corey Lazarus.

She tucked the other side section of her hair behind her ear as she looked dead set into the camera.

Stasi: I won’t stop coming after you. I might have a mouth on me but I do have a very particular set of skills that I have acquired over a short yet prosperous career. These skills… well they make me a nightmare for people like you and I guarantee you that I will live up to my promise of making your life a living f*ck*ng hell. So sleep with one eye open and watch your back at every turn. I will look for you, I will find you… and I will f*ck you up so hard and end you. And yes before everyone gets up in a tizzy and what not… I did paraphrase “Taken”.

Hopping down off the table, Stasi straightened out her outfit.

Stasi: The longer that you keep ignoring me, the worse things are going to get for you. Heed my warning Ollie the Bitch. До Свидания… motherf*ck*r.

Stasi drops the microphone in the center of the ring with a loud thud as “The Divine Infection” by Motionless in White starts playing once again. Stasi makes her way across the ring and steps through the ropes before hopping off the apron and making her way back up the ramp.

Crumb: So the contract didn’t get signed, does that mean there won’t be a match at New Year, Who Dis?

Nelson: I am not certain what is going to happen, Crumb.

Rose: Oliver is scared of Stasi. He wants Corey because he knows Corey won’t show up whereas Stasi will and will give him the wrestling match of his life!

Before she disappears backstage, she turns around and looks out at the crowd, muttering something inaudibly before walking through the curtain as the scene fades out to commercial.

~~

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

“Lose My Life” by Papercut Massacre plays as Nico comes out with a shirt on and black shorts. The shorts have Rider on the back. He looks at the fans and shakes his head as he walks down the ramp.

Nelson: Nico Rider has pretty much been playing the radio silence card lately and he has not spoken out much about this match except for right after it was announced.

Crumb: Some people are saying that Astrid put him in his place verbally, well on Twitter, and that he’s been too ashamed to say anything further.

Rose: Oh come on. That’s definitely not the case because ASStrid doesn’t have it in her to do something like that. She’s the walking definition of all bark and no bite.

"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.

Nelson: Florence-Marie is coming out here tonight, rearing and ready to go in an effort to prove both Astrid Sedin and Brianna Rissi wrong. She is most certainly a woman on a mission here and I do not think this match is going to be as easy for The Queen Bees as they expected it to be.

Crumb: I have a sneaking suspicion that the Queen Bees are going to make sure that Florence doesn’t even make it into this match.

Rose: Well if those two are smart they’d want her to be in the match so that they can prove that they’re better. But I wouldn’t be surprised if they pulled the coward move and focused all their time and energy on Nico Rider.

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 re-appeared 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.

Nelson: After two months off because of a minor injury at the hands of Oliver Black, “The Iconic Queen” Astrid Sedin is coming out here tonight to show the world that you can knock her down but she will get right back up and kick some ass like there is no tomorrow.

Crumb: And she isn’t showing any signs of that knee, leg injury, whatever it was. With that attack on Jessie Roberts at Christmas Clash, she surely is cementing the fact that she’s going to be coming for the IPW Television Championship.

Rose: Which is a breath of fresh air from everyone going after the Heavyweight Title… not like she has what it takes to hold that belt anyway. Let’s just see if she can still compete since she’s spent the better part of IPW either on the shelf or off in Hawaii.

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 top one with Daveena just off to her side, her music slowly fading out.

”Vanity” by Christina Aguilera plays as Brianna Rissi comes to the ring.

Nelson: I am one of many that is highly confused by the on again/off again “friendship” between Rissi and Sedin.

Rose: Both of them are nutty as freakin’ fruitcake, Patrick!

Crumb: Hehee….

DING DING DING!!

---Nico Rider and Florence-Marie vs. Brianna Rissi and “The Iconic Queen” Astrid Sedin---

Nico smiles but before he can step back to his corner of the ring, Brianna Rissi charges and nails Nico in the back of the head. The fans boo loudly. Brianna grabs Nico by the hair and slams his head into the mat! Florence-Marie and Astrid briefly begin to brawl with one another as well, the referee stepping into the ring and trying to take control of the situation. He manages to separate Astrid and Florence-Marie as Brianna drags Nico up to his feet and hits him with an elbow shot! Nico is knocked groggy. Brianna pulls him in and sends Nico crashing to the mat with a swinging neckbreaker! The fans boo loudly as the referee forces Brianna to give Nico enough space to make it up to his feet.

Nelson: This started off as a bit of a brawl...

Rose: And now Brianna's in a good spot to put this match away!

Crumb: The match just started!

Rose: And it's Nico!

Once Nico is back up to his feet, the referee steps out of the way and lets the two Icons focus on the match at hand. Brianna immediately knocks Nico off balance with a hard chop to the chest.

Crowd: WOO!

Brianna follows it up with a second and third.

Crowd: WOOO! WOOOO!

Brianna grabs Nico and wrestles him into a front facelock. She briefly applies pressure before once again trying to set Nico up for a neckbreaker. This time, Nico shoves her away. Brianna stumbles a few steps before turning around. Nico leaps into the air and hits Brianna with an enziguri that sends her staggering. Brianna regains her balance as Nico steps forward and hits her in the mouth with a forearm smash! He follows it up with a second and then a third. The fans show their support for Nico as he grabs Brianna and shoots her across the ring. When Brianna returns on the rebound, Nico leaps into the air and tries to send her crashing to the mat with a dropkick...only to have Brianna duck out of the way at the last possible second! Nico crashes hard to the mat. Brianna tries to wrestle him into position for a dragon sleeper - only to have Nico quickly grab the ropes. The referee forces Brianna to break the hold.

Nelson: Rider may have gotten lucky there!

Rose: The important thing here is that Brianna is absolutely focused right now!

Nico pulls himself back up to his feet. Brianna tries to bring him toward the middle of the ring, smashing her knee into Nico's face to send him stumbling. Brianna sends Nico down to the mat with a facebuster! Nico rolls over to the ropes and uses them to drag himself back up to his feet. Brianna charges at Nico and tries to send him crashing to the floor, only to have Nico kick her in the face! Nico charges from the ropes and hits Brianna with a clothesline that sends her to the mat! Before Brianna can reach her feet, Nico bounces off of the ropes and sends Brianna down with a bulldog!

Nico pops back up to his feet causing the fans to cheer and Florence-Marie encourages them! Nico bounces off of the ropes and tries to land on Brianna with a senton! Brianna rolls out of the way and Nico hits the mat hard instead! He slowly tries to drag himself back up to his feet. Brianna grabs Nico and whips him hard into the turnbuckle in his corner of the ring! Nico's shoulder crashes into it as Brianna tags Astrid into the match!

Nelson: That looks like it hurt Rider's shoulder a bit.

Rose: That's...actually not good news for Nico...

Crumb: Not at all!

Nico clutches at his arm as Astrid steps into the ring. Astrid immediately seizes upon the weakness and begins to wrench at Nico's arm. Nico tries to free himself from Astrid's grasp - only to have Astrid respond by sending Nico crashing to the mat. She keeps her grip on Nico's arm and hits him with a stomp to the shoulder! Nico's eyes go wide in pain. Astrid tries to wrestle him into a Fujiwara armbar, though Nico manages to grab the ropes! The referee once again forces Nico's opponent away - Astrid seemingly annoyed but otherwise respecting the referee's decision! Nico slowly tries to pull himself back up to his feet. Astrid grabs Nico's arm again and wraps it over the ropes - using the ropes to do further damage.

Crumb: Focusing their attacks is smart...

Rose: Florence-Marie may not even get a chance to get in this match!

The referee again forces Astrid to back away from Nico, much to Astrid's annoyance! Nico remains on the ropes. Astrid begins to pace back and forth, looking annoyed. Once Nico has finally stepped away from the ropes, Astrid smirks and tries to charge at her - only to have Nico leap into the air! He hits Astrid with a dropkick that sends her crashing to the mat! Astrid pulls herself back up to her feet and stumbles toward Nico's corner of the ring! Nico smirks and comes charging in, hitting Astrid with lunging knee. The fans cheer loudly!

Nico grabs Astrid by the head and tries to set her up for a tornado DDT just as Florence-Marie tags herself into the match. Astrid blocks the DDT attempt and wrestles Nico down to the mat, locking in another Fujiwara armbar! Nico screams out in pain and begins to tap frantically.

Nelson: That would be match, but...

Crumb: I don't think that Astrid realizes that Nico's not the legal wrestler!

Rose: Which is a mistake that is going to cost her dearly. That is definitely not the actions of a veteran.

Astrid glares at the referee as he doesn't call for the bell, beginning to argue with him. Brianna also steps into the ring to do the same, the referee trying to explain the situation to them. While this is happening, Florence-Marie runs into the ring and knocks Astrid into Brianna - Brianna falls to the mat. Florence-Marie then spins Astrid around and delivers a 5.1.4 (Fireman's carry gutbuster)! The fans cheer as Florence-Marie hooks the leg.

One…

Two...

Thr...KICK OUT!

Nelson: A very close call there for our esteemed owner’s wife. Astrid Sedin nearly cost The Queen Bees the match.

Crumb: Honestly, Florence-Marie should’ve known that it wasn’t enough to keep someone like Astrid down. She could and should do more if she wants to walk out of here as half of the winners.

Rose: Since when have you two hopped on the ASStrid Sedin fan train. ASStrid almost lost which isn’t surprising given the fact that she’s a loser!!

Astrid gets to her feet and eats dual kicks to the gut from both Nico and Florence-Marie. Nico grabs Astrid and nods to his partner. Florence-Marie goes to the ropes and Nico gives Astrid a slam. Florence-Marie pops up to the top and Nico moves out of the way. Florence-Marie comes down with a flying elbow drop and then covers.

One…

Two…

Thr...SHOULDER UP!!!

Astrid goes for a roll-up but Florence-Marie shoves her off and Nico catches her for an inside cradle.

One…

Two…

THRE...KICK OUT!!!

Crumb: WHAT CAN ASTRID SEDIN BE THINKING AS SHE IS ALMOST PINNED BY NICO RIDER?!?!

Rose: Probably, “damn it, I almost got pinned!”

Florence-Marie goes to the ropes and slips out to the apron. As he goes for a springboard, Brianna pops up and nails her low. Florence-Marie slumps back and Brianna pulls her off, throwing her hard into the guardrail. Florence-Marie slumps to the floor and Brianna dives into the ring.

Nico gets to his knees. Astrid grabs him and hits him with her Discontinuity (flipping neckbreaker) into a cover. While at the same time, Florence-Marie makes into halfway through the ropes to enter into the ring but Brianna quickly meets her with a punt kick to the face. Brianna pulls Florence into the ring and connects with a bridging Northern Lights suplex.

One…

Two…

THREE!!

Torres: Here are your winners...Brianna Rissi and Astrid Sedin...the Queen Bees!!!

Nelson: Simultaneous pinfalls by Rissi and Sedin! The Queen Bees could be a very formidable team if they were interested in doing so.

Crumb: But then where would that leave Stasi in Wicked?

Rose: I don’t know and I don’t care. Quite frankly she’s got bigger fish to fry and she’s left ASStrid in her dust.

Seth Owens is walking through the parking lot of the Barker Hangar, heading toward his car to drop something off. He has a smile on her face. Before he can reach his car, the sound of an adult male pierces the air. Two fans make their way over to Seth.

Fan #1: SETH OWENS! Congrats on your win tonight! We're huge fans!

Fan #2: Mind if we take a picture?

The smile remains on Seth's face as he nods his head.

Owens: Of course! One second...

Seth puts his bag down as he makes his over toward the fans. The three of them get into position for a quick selfie, with Seth then handing one of the two fans their camera. He walks over toward the other fan as he puts his arm around him for a picture.

The fan gets his phone back and the two get ready to switch off, when suddenly Xstatic runs in and tackles Seth to the ground. The fans both scatter away as Xstatic hits Seth with a few hard right hands.

The leader of the Dark Karnevil drags Seth up to his feet. Xstatic throws Seth into a nearby car. Xstatic looks down at him for a moment before casually walking away. Security floods in to check out the commotion.

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Coming 30 January 2019

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Stasi Herveaux stood at the craft services table browsing what was left from catering when a loud crack can be heard. A metal folding chair slamming against her back causing her to fall forward on the table. Her body contorting with the pain of the chair shot.

Rose: What in the hell?!

Nelson: Someone has just attacked Stasi Herveaux!

From off camera walks in IPW Champion Oliver Black. A visible look of discontent on his face looking down at the number one contender. Craze in his eyes he lifts the chair and brings it down on Herveaux's arm laying prone atop the table.

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS OLIVER BLACK HAS SNEAK ATTACKED STASI HERVEAUX BACKSTAGE?!?!

Before she has time to react and pull her arm back in towards her body Black quickly brings the chair down hard a second time on Stasi's arm. Stasi slides down off the table and to the floor, clutching her arm close to her body. As Herveaux lays crumpled in pain at the feet of Black he pulls the Heavyweight Title match contract for New Year, Who Dis? out of his back pocket and throws it at his challenger.

Oliver Black: See you in 2 weeks...

Black turns to walk away from the scene but instead turns back to Stasi.

Oliver Black: Oh and one more thing.

Black grabs a handful of hair pulling her back to her feet. His hand around her face he gets close to her face in anger.

Oliver Black: Don't ever talk about my mother again.

And with that Black falls back dropping Herveaux with the Darkness Falling (single knee facebreaker).

Nelson: This is not good. This is not good at all.

Rose: You better know it’s not good. Oliver is in a world of hurt after this!

Officials finally appear on screen pulling Oliver Black away from the lifeless Stasi Herveaux.

~~

Torres: The following is the CHAOS MAIN EVENT! This ICONIC PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP match is 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.

Rose: This little chick…

Crumb: That’s all you have to say about Minx, Rose?

Rose: Pretty much. She better be lucky I’m retired.

Nelson: This match is about Minx and not you, Rose. Minx is looking to become the third ever and the first two-time Iconic Professional Wrestling Television Champion!

With Mama Said Knock You Out playing in the background Jessie walks out onto the stage and starts to bounce around trying to get loose. She waited for a few moments before she walked down and slaps hands with a few fans as she does this before she stops at the steps slapping the top of them before getting in the ring. She then get in and bounces around then if she is out on her own look at the enterance waiting for her opponents or if others are in the ring she looks on at them.

Nelson: Roberts making her first defense as the Television Champion!

Crumb: I’m so excited! This should be a five star match between two great Lady Icons!

Rose: Really? Really?! The only way Jessie is going to come out of this match is if she gets a referee that fast counts again, she cheats, or Minx kills herself before the bell rings!

Minx looks at Jessie with annoyance on her face. Jessie shakes her head and patiently waits for the bell to ring. Suddenly “Vanity” by Christina Aguilera blares as Brianna Rissi makes her way down the rampway. Jessie and Minx both look to the entranceway.

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS BRIANNA RISSI IS MAKING HER WAY DOWN TO RINGSIDE?!?!

Rose: Probably, “this isn’t going to be good for Minx!”

The former Television Champion ignores the Stooges at the commentator table as she passes them, grabs a folding chair, and sets it up near the ring. Focusing her attention on the Lady Icons in the ring, Brianna has a seat.

DING DING DING!!

---Chaos Main Event: Iconic Professional Wrestling Television Championship Match: Minx vs. Jessie Roberts---

Jessie runs across the ring and hits Minx in the mouth with a hard elbow shot. She follows it up with a second and then a third, Minx stumbles back and barely manages to hold herself upright. Jessie pulls Minx toward the middle of the ring and hits her with a spinning backfist that knocks Minx down to a knee! Minx tries to pull herself upright. Jessie bounces off of the ropes and hits Minx with a running dropkick! Minx wisely rolls over toward the ropes to try and recover. Brianna glares at Minx.

Nelson: Roberts starting off aggressive.

Crumb: Let’s go, Jessie!

Rose: Way to be biased, Crumbbum.

Eyeing Brianna, Minx grabs the ropes and pulls herself back up to her feet. Jessie glares at Brianna on the floor and yells something at her before pulling Minx toward the middle of the ring. She tries to set Minx up for a snap suplex, though Minx blocks the attempt! The challenger shoves Jessie away. The Champ stumbles a few steps before recovering and walking into a big dropkick! Jessie creates some space between the two of them before pulling herself back up to her feet. Sensing an opening, Minx bounces off of the ropes and sends Jessie crashing to the mat with a running facebuster! Brianna scowls upon witnessing the move. Minx bounces off of the ropes and hits Jessie with a senton into a cover.

One...

Two...

Thr...KICK OUT!

Nelson: That was an impressive burst of offense from Minx!

Crumb: If she can keep stuff like that up, she might actually beat Jessie tonight.

Rose: It doesn’t take much to do that, Todd.

Minx turns toward Brianna, keeping an eye on her whereabouts and actions. Unfortunately for Minx, however, this proves to be all the opening that Jessie needs. As Minx turns back around, she is immediately hit in the mouth with a jumping knee strike! The impact sends Minx bouncing off of the ropes. She stumbles toward Jessie, who lifts her into the air and slams Minx to the mat with a bridging Northern Lights suplex!

One...

Two...

THRE…KICK OUT!

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS JESSIE ROBERTS WAS A MILLISECOND AWAY FROM SUCCESSFULLY DEFENDING THE TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP AGAINST MINX?!?!

Minx tries to pull herself back up to her feet, but is hit in the side of the head with a hard elbow smash! Jessie grabs Minx's right leg and locks in a kneebar, Minx's eyes immediately going wide in pain!

Nelson: Minx is in a very precarious position here!

Rose: I’ve said it from the very beginning, Jessie needs to tap into her evil side as soon as possible. She needs to keep that kneebar locked in until the very last second or until Minx’s knee pops out of joint!

Jessie continues to do what she can to submit Minx, who desperately tries to reach out to the ropes. The referee asks Minx if she quits, but Minx refuses. Jessie yells at her to quit. Minx reaches out...and just barely grabs the ropes!

The referee forces Jessie to break the hold. Jessie pounds on the mat in frustration. With a stone faced expression, Brianna still doesn’t move from her seat. Jessie stomps away on Minx's right leg before dragging her back up to her feet. She hits Minx in the mouth with a spinning backfist! Minx stumbles back to the ropes and grabs hold of them to remain upright. Jessie tries to tie Minx up in the ropes and begins to hit her with a series of vicious strikes! Minx just barely holds herself upright. Jessie shoots her across the ring, lifting her into the air on the rebound. She tries to slam Minx to the mat, but unfortunately, gets caught with a headscissors takedown!

Nelson: Brilliant counter move by Minx!

Minx grabs Jessie and tries to lock up. Jessie frees herself by nailing Minx in the mouth with an elbow shot that sends the smaller Lady Icon to the mat. The Champ steps back positioning herself for Lose Some Teeth (superkick)!

Crumb: This is not looking good for Minx...

Jessie starts to run forward when suddenly Brianna hops up onto the apron! Jessie stops dead in her tracks and begins to yell at her.

Rose: What in the hell is Brianna doing?!

The fans cheer as the referee hesitates as he watches Jessie yell at Brianna. This seems to annoy Jessie even more as she runs forward and knocks Brianna off of the apron and onto the floor with Lose Some Teeth!

Nelson: Roberts taking matters in her own hands…

Rose: ...more like foot…

Nelson: ...in order to take care of the interfering Rissi!

Jessie yells down at her. Minx grabs Jessie from behind and rolls her up.

One…

Two...

THREE!!

Torres: The winner of this match AND NEW Iconic Pro Wrestling Television Champion...Minx!!!

Nelson: Brianna Rissi provided the distraction, Jessie Roberts got annoyed...

Rose: And Minx took advantage!

Crumb: Something fishy is going on here!

Minx quickly leaves the ring, grabs the TV title, and walks backward up the ramp staring at Brianna and Jessie. Jessie pounds the mat in frustration and begins to yell at the referee.

Nelson: Roberts might be better than both of these women individually...

Rose: But when you put them together, they're...something...

Crumb: I can’t prove it yet but I think Brianna and Minx were in cahoots!

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