Chaos - 28 August 2019

[Joshua Samson, ESQ]

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A NIGHT OF PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING

Crumb: WELCOME EVERYONE TO CHAOS!!

“Saints of Los Angeles” by Mötley Crüe blares as the show pans about the capacity crowd of about a thousand or so people. Signs, banners, and posters are sprinkled throughout the crowd such as “ASTRID WILL U B MY TAG PARTNER 2?!”, “I TOOK A SICK DAY TO BE HERE”, and “JESSIE ROBERTS FOR HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMP”.

“TAPED LIVE FROM THE ICONIC ARENA IN SANTA MONICA, CALIFORNIA”

Nelson: Welcome back to Iconic Professional Wrestling programming. After almost a month’s hiatus to allow the Icons to rest, we are back at you with an action packed show that will showcase the fall out from the biggest show of our year, Anniversary Armageddon.

Crumb: Tensions are high backstage and I have a feeling that all the smack talk from the past few weeks on social media is going to bring egos and all that to a higher point. Hell, the words have been thrown about on Twitter between quite a number of IPW Icons.

Rose: Well a lot of them are hot headed twats. Though a lot of them have been silent as well… especially Aaron Kostan who still doesn’t have the cojones to get himself an account.

Nelson: Well in the first match of the show, seasoned veteran Captain All-Star is looking to turn things around against the debuting Tanja Devereaux.

Crumb: He was utterly decimated in his match with Mike Mason so yeah, I think that’s a wise comment. But it’s not going to be easy against Tanja. I have heard she’s a force to be reckoned with.

Rose: I doubt it. I know that Stasi Herveaux made a comment when her signing was announced so I did some digging.

Nelson: Oh you did? And what did you find?

Rose: That the Lady Icon we all know and loathe has faced her before… and sadly won. So I’m hoping that Tanja’s arrival will ruffle that bitch’s feathers.

Crumb: Well I don’t know how long it will be until that happens with Stasi’s accident being announced just the other day.

Nelson: We will also be seeing the debut of Koji Kasai and I will not lie, I am liking this influx of sorts of Japanese talents. I have always been a huge fan of that style of wrestling.

Crumb: He’s going to have to give it his everything if he wants to win because Lana Jacobs is not one to be taken lightly. I think that she’s got a couple or three screws loose in that head of hers.

Rose: She’s crazy, that’s for sure. But I am intrigued as to what this Koji guy has in store. Hopefully he won’t turn into a hot mess like the Sons of Gold has.

Nelson: Another pair of Icons who are looking to turn things around are Jake Raab and Jesse Roberts, both who were involved in the match that Drake Jones won. Both Raab and Roberts are going to want to get right back into the title picture.

Crumb: Both Jesse and Jake have faced each other before...

Rose: Wrong Raab there, Crumby.

Crumb: But I’m still right because they were both in that match at Anniversary Armageddon.

Nelson: Calm down there, you two. Can we please get back to business?

Rose: Raab and Roberts are going to have to show everyone that the loss was a fluke, question is which one is going to be better than the other tonight?

Nelson: Thank you, Rose. I think the match that most people are looking forward to is the tag team match that will see Drake Jones team up with the first person to hold both Iconic Professional Wrestling titles, Aaron Kostan, to go against the team of Astrid Samson and the debuting, or is it returning, Bill Ryder.

Crumb: It is going to be one hell of a match that’s for sure… especially since it seems to me that Astrid and Bill are probably not going to be able to get along. Which is a bit surprising given their history and how close they used to be.

Rose: Well baby daddy hasn’t been in a match in well over a year. So I think that the strange bedfellows team of Drake and Aaron might actually pull this one out. When they do, Drake better be hella thankful to Aaron for doing all the dirty work.

Nelson: And in our main event, we will see The Sons of Gold team up with Mike Mason to go against the returning Brianna Rissi, new Iconic Professional Wrestling Television Champion Oliver Black and new Iconic Professional Wrestling Heavyweight Champion Brady Vega.

Crumb: Rose said that Drake and Aaron were strange bedfellows but that term seems to be a bit more fitting for both teams involved in the main event. Both teams have left fans wondering if they’re going to be able to work together… especially the newly aligned former enemies in Brianna and Oliver.

Rose: Both tag team matches are like uhh… what’s going to happen here. There’s a high possibility that a brawl is going to break out in the main event given the number of overinflated egos that are in this match. So let’s get this show started so we can see that happen.

Suddenly "Surf Club" by St Jhn begins to play and the IPW fans recognize the man stepping through the curtain with the larger gentlemen not far behind. Brady Vega steps into the aisle with his signature Haute Couture mask covering only his nose and mouth, colored contact lenses, and of course he's super animated on his way to the ring in custom designed Louis Vuitton overalls.

Nelson: Ladies and gentlemen, our new Iconic Professional Wrestling Heavyweight Champion!

Rex, dressed casually in high fashion items walks pridefully behind Brady as the two reach the bottom of the aisle, Vega slides into the ring with the IPW Heavyweight Championship around his waist, where as Rex takes the ring steps.

Crumb: I wonder what this is about?

Rose: Well I’m sure we’re about to find out.

Both men enter the ring and the Champ grabs a microphone immediately and the larger than life specimen, Rex Cassidy stands near by.

Brady Vega: “If there was an award for manifestation abilities, I’d earn Icon of The Year.”

The Iconic Arena goes insane with boos, disapproval, and hatred for Brady Vega. He grins, showing his gold grill before continuing.

Brady Vega: “Because the residents of Santa Monica know anything about Icons!”

Brady panders to the crowd playing off their heavy boos.

Brady Vega: “Boo all you want, because I’m the champion, I’m the face of IPW and whether you like it or not, I am the best all-around competitor in Iconic Pro Wrestling. The IPW Heavyweight Division was lackluster at best until the one true king arrived and my kingdom is in the spotlight. I take my seat atop the throne of thrones. There are technically three thrones to be claimed in IPW but only one them truly matters and it’s the throne I take seat upon each and every day. At first glance, IPW could be considered a lost platoon with no general. But now, in the distance they hear our trumpets, they feel the quake of the earth as we arrive, and they see the shining of my crown from afar. Factions will form only to be torn apart by the one true king.”

“I shall lead by example and show you all the way of manifestation. I have manifested my way to the top of IPW in a matter of matches. From the very beginning I warned you of my arrival and I warned you that the takeover would be real. I am known for choosing my kingdom’s and I am a master--”

NIGHTMARE! Blasts through the p.a. system interrupting the new IPW Heavyweight Champion mid-sentence.

Nelson: Now here is someone who will most definitely have something to say about Vega's proclamation of crowning himself King of Iconic Professional Wrestling.

Rose: Uggghhhh…..

Oliver Black sulked out from the darkness of the entrance ramp, IPW Television Championship around his waist, twirling a microphone in his hand. Behind him strutted the returning Brianna Rissi, a crazed smile on her face and a kendo stick behind her back.

Crumb: And he isn't alone! At Anniversary Armageddon we saw the return of Brinna Rissi and the formation of this sadistic duo.

Oliver Black: “Brady, Brady, Brady.”

Oliver shook his head in disappointment.

Oliver Black: “I'm sorry to have come out here and rain on your parade, my friend. But I thought now is as better time than ever to introduce myself. You see I am IPW's longest reigning Heavyweight Champion and NEW Television Champion OLIVER BLACK. The MAD KING of IPW, and this throne you speak of belongs to ME!”

He thumbs himself in the chest. Brady looks at Oliver Black and Brianna Rissi from the center of the ring, obviously confused by their presence. He glances over at Rex Cassidy before returning focus to Oliver Black and Brianna Rissi.

Brady Vega: “As we proud as you should be of your accomplishments around here, in the eyes of a true king you’ve traded your throne over for a shot at knighthood and although there is honor in being a knight that only applies to an up and comer. A novice. A newbile entering the Kingdom of Iconic Pro Wrestling, and seeing how you are no novice to IPW…”

The mixture of cheers and “Brady Sucks!” chants for Brady to stop speaking. He takes a moment to allow the fans to settle down.

Crumb: The fans hate Oliver so much that they’ve turn to agreeing with Brady Vega. Hell must be frozen solid.

Brady Vega: “Black, Television Champion of IPW, do you realize that you are making a complete fool of yourself before the masses? No one in their right mind has a claim to the Kingdom of IPW if they prove themselves expendable. You went from a general to a foot soldier in a matter of moments and you honestly believe you have a right to come out here and interrupt me in an attempt to dim my shine? Homeboy, this is MY spotlight and you’ll get your chance to dip your toes in the pool of excellence when you and your masochist girlfriend team up with the King to take on the twin dragons and the greased up deaf guy.”

Oliver held up a finger to silence the rants of the Heavyweight Champion before he began his slow stalk towards the stage. Brianna Rissi joyfully skipping behind him.

Oliver Black: Dim your spotlight? You won two matches? Your spotlight isn't even big enough to light a small room let alone an arena.

Oliver Black held the television championship close to his shoulder as he entered the ring between the top and middle rope and stepped right up to Brady Vega contemplating his next words.

Oliver Black: Brady I know you're new around here and I'll give you the benefit of the doubt. But sooner or later you WILL kneel before the one true King of IPW. And you will learn that it is only cold and meek living in the darkness of MY shadow. I have fought long and hard for this company… for THAT title.

Oliver poked the Heavyweight Championship on Vegas shoulder.

Oliver Black; And I'll be damned if I let the likes of YOU belittle and tarnish what I've worked so hard to build!

"The Man" by Aloe Blacc begins to play over the PA, and the crowd begins to boo as The Marvelous One steps out into the entrance way looking super fly and super jacked in his skin tight Shark Skin Tom Ford suit. The lights glisten off his golden Rolex, and his eyes are covered with his golden aviator shade.

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS WE ARE NOW JOINED BY THE GORGEOUS GREEK GOD LOOKING MIKE MASON?!?!

TM1: I see before me two fools arguing about being king, but I stand in front of you all as a God… THE BOD GOD!

Mason unbuttons his suit jacket and holds his arms out taking in all the boos from the crowd. Mason smiles and continues as he now has the attention of both Black and Vega.

TM1: Olly, can I call you Olly? Actually, it doesn't matter, I'm going to call you Olly anyway. I'm going to tell you something I'll probably never say again in my life… you're right.

Oliver smirks, looking at Mason.

TM1: You are right Brady Vega is going to tarnish that championship, because he is simply… NOT MARVELOUS!

The crowd boos Mason.

TM1: BUT! Olly… you would tarnish it too. I mean look at two. Olly, that hair… disgusting. It's so greasy, you'd leave streaks all over that championship from your gross finger. It looks like you ate a whole fried chicken, rub your fingers through your hair, then the KFC bucket up and poured the juices over you head.

Brady is visibly snickering at Oliver Black as Mason says this.

TM1: Brady… you are even worse. You claim to be the king, but you are nothing more than the Court Jester. I could stand here all night and lists the reasons you're not deserving of the spotlight, but I mean… just look at you. You look like an extra from some sh*tty rap video.

Rose: He has a point.

Nelson: Shhh...

TM1: You're more concerned with getting faded, than getting jacked and tan. You have a face for radio, and a body for prepubescent teen girl modeling. Brady, you are no champion, you are not what the face of a company should be, and you damn sure aren't a king.

Crowd: YOU’RE NO KING! YOU’RE NO KING!

TM1: I am the Mecca of Manhood, the Bod God who should have all eyes on him. I move product, I boost ratings, I sell tickets, and I make the women cream. I am the new face that runs this place. I AM… SIMPLY… MARVELOUS!

Brianna, standing behind Oliver Black, starts to laugh a little. She holds the kendo stick out in front of her, and starts to twirl it around like a baton.

Bri Bri: Oh, Mason… what are we going to do with you?

She shakes her head a bit, smiling sweetly now up at “the Bod God”.

Bri Bri: If you’re anything, I’d describe you as, let me think, muddled. Misguided. Melodramatic. But mostly, you’re just….SIMPLY…. MEDIOCRE.

The wicked grin returns, as she continues to twirl the stick.

Bri Bri: You’re acting like you’re King of Iconic, yet you’re actually the Bathroom Break. You make women scream, but not in a good way. And never mind being the new face that runs Iconic, because judging by your smell, you couldn’t run a bath.

Brady Vega laughs before exiting the ring.

Crumb: It’s going to be an explosive main event tonight!

Nelson: Indeed it will be. We definitely have to wonder will Black and Rissi be able to coexist with Vega?

Rose: I wonder where the Sons of Gold were in all of this?

Nelson: I wonder too. In the meantime, Herbert Torres, take it away, sir!

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

Captain All-Star strides out from backstage as soon as "All Star" by Smashmouth hits and briefly poses atop the entrance ramp before striding down towards the ring and entering.

Nelson: I am still quite puzzled as to the purpose of Captain All-Star. He is just...

Crumb: Hey, everyone should be able to live out their dream no matter how old they are.

Rose: I hope they keep Ensure stocked up in the catering area for this one… and that he doesn’t break a hip.

Videos of bustling crowds in various locations of New Orleans appear on the tron as "Bad Religion" by Godsmack blasts on the P.A. system. Tanja comes out onto the top of the ramp in a style compared to Gail Kim during her early time in TNA before heading down the ramp with some of her black leather coat flows at her feet while the mix of boos and jeers and cheers from the crowd fills the arena. She slaps hands with a few fans at ringside before she reaches the bottom of the ramp.

Torres: Making her IPW debut...coming to the ring hailing from New Orleans, Louisiana... she is the Cajun Queen... Tanja Devereaux.

Tanja walk up towards the ring and enters via under the bottom rope and jumps onto the middle turnbuckle. She poses as she does her usual taunt with a hand and arm in the air as her music continues to play. Tanja steps off the turnbuckle as she removes the leather coat and throws it into a random corner.

Nelson: Now Tanja Devereaux… she is intriguing. I do hope that she has something good instore for us and leaves a lasting impression on the Iconic Professional Wrestling faithful.

Crumb: She comes to us from New Orleans but from what I understand, she’s not new to this business at all.

Rose: Man I cannot wait for Stasi to come back so I can see her get all pissed off she’s here and then fail… again.

DING DING DING!!!

---Debut Match: Tanja Devereaux vs. Captain All-Star---

Tanja Devereaux doesn’t waste any time in taking the fight to Captain All-Star, charging across the ring and kicking in the abdomen with a stiff kick. Captain All-Star hunches over and Tanja takes the chance to hit him with a bicycle kick that sends him crashing to the mat before she locks in Gris Gris (fujiwara armbar). Captain All-Star yells out in pain but it able to make it close enough to the ropes, putting his boot on the bottom one. The referee instantly tells Tanja to release her hold and when she does, he starts counting. Tanja releases her hold just before the referee finishes the count.

Nelson: Devereaux is certainly sending a message to Captain All-Star. Question remains on if any of the other Icons are going to pay attention to it?

Crumb: I think it would be wise on their parts if they did or else it could wind up disastrous for them.

Rose: She’s beating up a member of AARP… that’s nothing to really brag about.

Tanja slinks backwards and glares upon the older Captain All-Star. She smirks as she gets down and locks in a dragon sleeper in an attempt to weaken All-Star. He looks to be fading when Tanja quickly turns things around and locks in Bayou St. John (indian deathlock), hooking her legs within All-Star’s until the man is forced to tap out.

Nelson: That was a very quick match and it was very one sided.

Crumb: From the beginning bell, Tanja Devereaux came on swinging, dominating the entire thing until Captain All-Star finally tapped out.

Rose: The dude is what, seventy something? What Tanja did was severe overkill. But in a way… I kind of enjoyed it.

Torres: The winner of this match...Tanja Devereaux!

“Bad Religion” begins to play once more as Tanja gets back up to her feet and raises her hands high in the air in victory. She doesn’t stick around for long and quickly exits the ring, making her way up the ramp as the referee and medical team check on Captain All-Star.

Crumb: I hope Cap is alright?

Tanja is at the top of the stage when her theme is suddenly replaced by the haunting sounds of “Alone In A Room” by Asking Alexandria as they start to waft their way through the arena’s PA system. Astrid Samson walks out from behind the black curtain and pauses to make eye contact with Tanja, a brief yet tense moment before Tanja disappears backstage.

Astrid: Imposter…

Nelson: That was awkward. What is Astrid Samson doing out here and why does she not have the Iconic Professional Wrestling Real Championship?

Crumb: She did say that she had a surprise for everyone in regards to the title. Maybe she’s redesigned it.

Rose: ASStrid likes to be the center of attention. I wouldn’t be surprised if she went out and did something drastic because that’s the type of crap that she does.

Astrid does her normal stage pose as her signature smirk emerges onto her face and she begins to make her way down the ramp, emitting a tremendous amount of confidence. Upon reaching the ring, she quickly hops onto the ring apron and climbs through the bottom and middle ropes before walking over to the far corner and retrieving a microphone. Her theme music starts to fade as she takes her place in the center of the ring.

Astrid: Now I know what you all are wondering right now… Astrid, what are you going to do next that you’ve won the IPW Real Championship? Well that will be revealed in a few minutes but I want to reassure you that… IPW has never seen this version of Astrid Samson. I hope that Brooklyn Holloway doesn’t think that since I’ve defeated her little Russian bitch that I’m going to stop my quest. Oh no no… because I’m not going to stop until Joshua is back in power.

Astrid’s lips begin to twist up in the corner as a very mixed reaction rains down upon her from the crowd.

Astrid: So I have a little surprise for her… that revelation that I mentioned a moment ago… well… earlier today I did a little thing.

Astrid points to the IPWtron and it opens to show the Santa Monica Pier. After panning around for a moment or two, it comes in to focus upon Astrid, showing her standing at the end of the pier and looking out upon Pacific Ocean with the IPW Real Championship slung over her shoulder. It pans around to show her face and the look of determination is firmly upon hers as she takes a deep breath.

Astrid: I better get it over with. If I stick around too long I won’t make it to the arena in time.

Taking a deep breath, Astrid lets the belt slide down her shoulder. Holding it in her left hand, she looks at the purple rose in the center, her fingers of her right hand gently tracing the metal plate.

Astrid: Goodbye… and good riddance.

Using both hands and all the strength she hand, she reared back before sending the belt spinning out of her hands and flying through the air like a helicopter. It splashes down in the ocean. Astrid leans over the railing and watches as it sinks…

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...before it slowly starts to rise back up followed by a scuba diver who has it in their hands.

Astrid: You got it? Good… because I don’t need a PETA issue like that one who couldn’t handle being champion. And you can keep that piece of sh*t.

Astrid turns around and starts to walk away as the scene comes back to the Iconic Arena and Astrid standing in the center of the ring. The fans are shocked as Astrid saunters around in a circle a little bit.

Nelson: She must have something good on her mind because we have not seen her like this in quite a long time.

Crumb: A couple of months at least. Maybe that win against Stasi Herveaux at Anniversary Armageddon woke something up within her.

Rose: She… had… help! She wouldn’t have been able to beat Stasi had her friends not come to her aide. And now she’s gone and gotten rid of IPW property! She needs to be punished!

Astrid: My plan going into the match was to win and when I won I was going to get rid of that crappy hunk of junk. I never planned on keeping it, I never planned on defending it. The only plan I had was getting rid of it as soon as I could and the only reason why it took so long was because I wanted to do something that hadn’t been done by the other title dumper… or myself even for that matter.

Astrid’s face turns into a mixture of confidence and rage, that smile still sitting on her face as her cheeks grew red and her eyes grew wide.

Astrid: The Real Championship… Stasi Herveaux… Brooklyn Holloway… they’re nothing but pure toxicity. And no, I am not talking about the System of A Down album from from 2001. No longer will that bullsh*t of a title be involved in anything in IPW because it wasn’t even “real” to begin with . It is time that things got back to… well to the good old days.

Nelson: The good old days?

Crumb: Ooh, I think I know what she means.

Rose: God please no…

Flicking a section of her blonde and pink hair behind her shoulder, she purses her lips as the boos slightly outweigh the cheers.

Astrid: Rumor has it that there’s a certain member of the roster who thinks that I’m just Joshua’s wife and not a wrestler. But I got here, to this place in my career, on my own damn accord. I am the god damn Iconic Queen for crying out loud. I came into this business without Joshua and sure, we met right after my very first match in EHWF… but I won every match, got to the main event multiple times WITHOUT the help of the man I now call my husband. If his arguments were true… I’d be the IPW Heavyweight Champion by now and he’s just an ignorant, jealous little b*tch who only wishes he could have what I have.

Astrid looks dead set into the camera for a few moments, holding the microphone up at her lips and never lowering it.

Astrid: And now that I’ve rid myself of that crappy, fake ass championship, I will get back to showing him and everyone who the real Astrid Samson really is. Those of you who were in EHWF should know and if you’ve forgotten… I will be very glad to remind you. I’m going at this thing full tilt and nothing or nobody is going to be standing in my way… especially some twit like Drake Jones.

Astrid dropped the microphone in the middle of the ring with a loud thud as “Alone In A Room” by Asking Alexandria begins to play again as she exits the ring.

Nelson: So it looks like we are looking at an improved version of Astrid Samson. She has been having a pretty rough go of things over the past few months.

Crumb: That she has and it looks now as though a weight has been lifted off her shoulders.

Rose: It won’t last long because ASStrid doesn’t know anything about consistency.

The camera remains focused upon Astrid as she walks back up the ramp, putting her back to the stage and holding her arms out to her side. The show then slowly fades out to commercial.

Lana is seen backstage with Spongebob as he was sitting there in his cage as she stared at him.

"Kill him tonight Lana remember No Remorse.."

"I'd go to jail."

"Your crazy they will let you go in no time.. Plus I got bail money."

She sighed as she held her head the voice got louder as she knew Spongebob didn't really talk or did he talk as noone else could hear him but her.

"No Remorse.."

"Good girl, Now Finish him."

The scene faded out quickly.

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

Koji walks to the ring at a deliberate pace, eyes never breaking from the ring itself. Koji slides under the bottom rope and assumes a cross legged sitting position in the corner.

Nelson: Koji Kasai is looking to make an impact here in his Iconic Professional Wrestling debut but he is going to have one hell of a match ahead of him.

Crumb: Right you are there, Patticake, it sure isn’t going to be easy. Lana Jacobs is a bit… off.

Rose: She’s beyond off and belongs in a looney bin. Lord only knows what type of shenanigans are in store tonight.

”Sweet But Psycho" Plays as Lana Jacobs comes out with a spongebob squarepants doll as she skips to the ring as she gets in she sets the doll down as she leans in to hear what it says as she smirks before turning around to the ref.

Nelson: Here comes the looney tune as Rose Marie calls her… Lana Jacobs.

Crumb: I think if she can keep her head focused, she might be able to garner herself yet another victory.

Rose: I’m pulling for Koji… because it would suck for him if he lost his debut match.

---Debut Match: Koji Kasai vs. Lana Jacob---

Koji steps up to Lana as soon as the bell rings and immediately lunges for her arm! Lana sidesteps out of the way and circles Koji, looking to keep him at bay. Koji circles her as well and before he can find an opening, lunges for her a second time! Lana swipes him away and wraps her arms around his waist. Koji immediately grabs her hands, preventing her from doing anything else, and then spins around her. He lifts her up for a backdrop, but she flips out of it, landing on her feet. However, Koji instinctively nails her with a back elbow, causing her to stagger back. Koji turns around and immediately grabs Lana’s right arm again. As soon as he does, she wisely grabs onto the top rope.

Nelson: Great ring awareness there on Jacobs’ part. Koji Kasai is a verteran of the ring and that also is showing.

Crumb: He’s sure showing Lana that he’s not intimidated by her by any sense of the imagination. I think he’s going to be a real threat here.

Rose: You’ve said that before and not many of them have really worked out now have they?

Koji grips her arm as she holds onto the rope, the referee warns Koji to let go.

One…

Two…

Three…

Four…

Not wanting to have the match end in a DQ, Koji releases Lana’s arm and backs away from her per the referee’s instruction. He smirks confidently at Lana who lets go of the rope and returns to the center of the ring. She stares back at him intently, maintaining her focus.

Nelson: A very wise call there on Kasai’s part otherwise… well I do not really think I need to say it because it is obvious what would have happened.

Crumb: Koji is merely trying to show the IPW fans and the Icons backstage that he’s here and he’s ready to be Iconic.

Rose: Well he needs to stay focused if he wants to walk out as the winner. Otherwise, the psycho is going to pull the wool over his eyes.

As soon as the referee moves from in between them, Koji charges at Lana who quickly takes him down with a drop toe hold! Lana locks her feet on Koji’s ankle, keeping him grounded on the mat. Koji swivels on the mat, looking for a way to escape. He then decides to swing at Lana’s face. He misses with his first and second attempts, but finally connects with a third, causing Lana to break the hold. Both Icons scramble back to their fee. Koji quickly hits Lana with a series of right hands, backing her up against the ropes! He whips her to the other side of the ring. On the rebound, Koji propels Lana over his head with a back body drop!

Nelson: Kasai is keeping up the onslaught against Jacobs and has controlled every second of the match since the bell rang.

Crumb: I won’t lie, he’s impressing me at the moment. I really hope that he can keep this up because I want to see more.

Rose: I’m quite enjoying this too. I just hope that he’ll stick around and maybe do this up against someone like… well there’s a list of people I’d like to see him do this to.

Lana gets back up to her feet. Koji pushes her against the ropes and whips her to the other side of the ring a second time! This time, Lana uses the momentum to her advantage, swinging over and behind Koji with a tilt-a-whirl! She quickly looks to lock on a Fujiwara armbar, but Koji resists, fighting against her efforts! Koji quickly drops backwards, falling onto Lana and breaking her grip. He rolls over and grabs her arm, attempting to lock in a cross arm breaker! However, Lana wiggles out and scampers across the ring. Both competitors eye each other, gripping their arms.

Nelson: Jacobs and Kasai seemed to be pretty evenly matched there.

Crumb: They both tried to lock in arm injuring maneuvers that both seemed to work in some aspect.

Rose: Yawn...

Lana runs at Koji and immediately nails him with a series of kicks. Lana unleashes a barrage of kicks to Koji’s legs, to his midsection. She then grabs him by the head and brings his masked face smashing down on her knee! Koji bounces straight up, gripping his nose. Lana takes a step back and then charges. However, Koji steps to the side and tosses Lana through the middle ropes! Lana holds onto the ropes and maneuvers her body onto the apron. Koji turns around and sees Lana and charges at her midsection. Lana puts a knee up, catching him in the face. Koji stumbles backwards. Lana goes to step back in the ring through the middle ropes. However Koji runs over to her, grabs her by the arm, and immediately twists it over the ropes!

Nelson: A nice attempt to mount an offense by Jacobs and turn things around in her favor… but she took a little too much time stepping through those ropes and it allowed Kasai to get back in control.

Crumb: How long will it keep like that remains to be seen?

Rose: Lana is a fruit loop and Koji has to be careful to not try to hard or it could spell disaster.

Lana screams out in pain as the referee yells at Koji to let go! The referee begins the count, threatening to disqualify Koji.

One…

Two…

Three…

Four...Koji releases his grip on Lana’s arm and steps away from her as she falls through the middle ropes, holding her arm.

Nelson: Things are not looking too good for Lana right now. That arm of hers really has to be bothering her.

Crumb: Koji has really done a number on her and it’s starting to compound.

Rose: If Koji is smart… he will continue to target that arm.

Koji runs over and drags her to the center of the ring. He stomps on Lana’s arm, causing her to yell out in pain! She rolls onto her side in agony but Koji puts her on her back and goes for the pin.

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Nelson: That was extremely close!

Koji gets to his feet and sharply stomps on her arm again, causing her to recoil in pain. Koji watches Lana writhe around in agony. Koji grabs her arm as she attempts to get to her feet and jerks it! Lana cringes as Koji maintains his grip on her arm and jerks it again! Koji keeps his grip steady and twists Lana’s arm around slowly, before bringing it down hard across his shoulder! Lana quickly grabs at her arm before shaking it, attempting to get the blood flowing back into it. Koji eyes her and then runs to the ropes. He bounces off and drills her with a shoulder block, targeting the bad shoulder! Lana falls hard as Koji drops down on top of her with the pin.

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Nelson: Kasai is not letting up on his attack against Jacobs. Each pin attempt is taking longer for her to kick out.

Crumb: Lana better come up with something and quickly… otherwise she’s going to walk out with an injured arm as well as a loss.

Rose: Too bad so sad. She clearly cannot compete with Koji… she’s proven that much so far.

Koji quickly locks her in an armbar, remaining on his knees so he can adequately control the pressure he’s applying. Lana fights and fights, attempting to get out of the hold. Lana staggers to one knee, then to both her feet. Koji fights to keep the armbar locked in. Lana spins and rolls across Koji’s back, breaking his grip on her arm. Lana nails him with a kick to the face! She takes a breather to compose herself before snapping off a second kick to Koji’s face! She wiggles her arm, again trying to gain feeling back in it before running against the ropes. Koji follows her however. He catches her off guard with a knee to the stomach and then grabs her arm again.He tries to pull her down to the mat, but Lana keeps her footing, fighting it. Lana rolls through, bringing Koji down into a small package pinning maneuver!

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Nelson: What a good move there by Lana Jacobs, opening up the door for herself after mustering up every ounce of strength she had there.

Crumb: And that small package was pretty impressive too. After the constant targeting of her arm by Koji, I wasn’t sure how much she had left in the tank.

Rose: She got lucky… much like Jesse Roberts always gets lucky.

Lana gets up and Koji quickly grabs her by the arm and drives it down to the mat with an arm buster! Koji puts her in a hammerlock and tries to throw her shoulder first into the turnbuckle. However, Lana reverses at the last second and sends Koji crashing into the turnbuckle shoulder first instead!

Koji turns around. Lana grabs him and goes for an Irish whip. Koji reverses, attempting to Irish whip Lana instead. However, she puts the brakes on, twirls, and tilt-a-whirls right into a sleeperhold. Koji struggles to keep the hold from being applied, but it's to no avail as Lana gets the submission locked on! Koji face twists in pain. He falls to his knees under the pressure of the hold, and after moments of struggling in it, he wisely collapses backwards on top of Lana, turning it into a pinning maneuver!

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Nelson: It seems to me that Jacobs is finally starting to mount an offense. Maybe that last pin attempt woke something up inside of her.

Crumb: I don’t know, but this match is starting to get interesting. I’m almost on the edge of me seat here.

Rose: It was pretty much one sided until a few minutes ago and thus… boring. I feel like I’m about to take a nap.

Koji and Lana both stagger to their feet, the toll of the match taking visible effects. Lana charges at Koji, but he quickly snags her arm, maneuvers his body and hers until he is able to lock on an STF. Lana’s eyes and mouth widen in pain as Koji has the move locked in tight. Lana waves her good arm frantically before she matches onto Koji’s foot and begins to bend it back in an uncomfortable way. Koji’s eyes widen as he breaks the hold, allowing Lana to escape.

Nelson: That was quite a unique way of getting out of that submission hold!

Rose: Yeah but it looks like the damage might have been done!

Crumb: I don't know if Lana will be able to escape it a second time!

Koji glares at a rising Lana intensely and charges at her. Lana hears him coming and side steps, sending Koji staggering forward, almost losing his balance. Lana bounces off the ropes and as soon as Koji turns around, she hits him with Lanafaction (StratusFaction)!

Crumb: WHAT CAN KOJI KASAI BE THINKING AS LANA JACOBS JUST SPIKED HIM TO THE MAT WITH HER LANAFACTION?!?!

Rose: Probably...yeah, I have nothing.

Koji hits the mat hard as Lana leaps on top of him for the pin!

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Torres: Here is your winner...Lana Jacobs!

Nelson: After being dominated for most of the match, Lana Jacobs has managed to get a win over the debuting Koji Kasai.

Crumb: A very well earned one at that too. But she’s still clutching at that arm though.

Rose: You would be too if you were in her position out there, Crumbbum.

As her theme music starts to play, Lana gets up to her feet with a huge smile upon her face. The referee raises her good arm as members of the ringside staff check on her opponent. Lana walks over to the corner and retrieves her Spongebob plush before hoisting it high in the air as she skips around the ring.

Rose: I’m telling you guys, this chick is certifiable! Just look at her!

Crumb: She just loves her Spongebob. I have a Scooby Doll one that I’ve had since the sixth grade.

Rose: Further proof you’re an idiot.

In the meantime, Koji shoves the medics away as he gets back up to his feet. He waits until Lana’s facing him before booting her in the gut and then spiking her for a DDT!

Nelson: That is despicable! Get Kasai out of there!

The referee and the same members that were checking on him quickly rush the ring and get him to move away from Lana. He exits the ring and heads to the back.

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

”Feuer Frei” by Rammstein plays over the sound system as Jake comes out through the curtain and he wears black MMA gloves with MMA German flag coloured shorts with his name on it with white arrows printed on his shorts.

Torres: From Dusseldorf, Germany… he is The Fiery Target… Jake Raab!

He high fives the fans as he gets into the ring and he does a hold up on the turnbuckle as he gets down from the turnbuckle and does a bow and arrow pose towards the camera before waiting for the match to start.

Nelson: Jake Raab’s second match in Iconic Professional Wrestling at Anniversary Armageddon most likely did not turn out the way he had planned. He looks determined to win here tonight though.

Crumb: And it looks as though he’s trying to get the fans in the audience on his side as moral support in a way.

Rose: He’s a Raab… it won’t be much longer until they’re utterly sick of him. All Raabs are annoying.

“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 before making eye contact with her opponent as her entrance music fades out.

Nelson: Jesse Roberts has given her heart and soul to this company and it has loved her back.

Crumb: She never lets a loss really get to her and it’s clear here tonight as she is ready to do battle against Jake Raab.

Rose: And we’re about to get another bland Jesse Roberts match… yay.

DING DING DING!!!

---“The Fiery Target” Jake Raab vs. “The Hawkeye Warrior” Jessie Roberts---

The two Icons shake hands before circling each other, each looking for an opening. Jessie and Jake lock-up in a collar and elbow tie-up. Jessie takes an arm wringer. Jake runs to the ropes and jumps up, running up the ropes and flipping over trying to reverse the pressure. Jessie releases her grip and Jake skitters over to the far side of the ring. He pops up to run over and Jessie catches him with a rising clothesline that spins him over in a perfect 180. Jake hits hard and Jessie covers her.

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Nelson: That was nice of them to show a little bit of sportsmanship before getting underway. As for that clothesline by Jesse… woooo!

Crumb: Jesse is clearly showing Jake how things work around here. She’s used to facing his brother… cousin… whatever Lord Raab is to him.

Rose: Lord Raab is a fool and Jake is probably just like him too.

Jessie pulls Jake up to the seated position and puts on a reverse chinlock. Jake slaps her arm and tries to get loose but Jessie leans up on one knee over him. Jake turns in and Jessie stands up, bringing him with her. She releases her grip, changes to a waistlock and fires him over in a belly-to-belly suplex. Jake hits hard! Jessie covers, hooking the leg.

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Nelson: Roberts is putting on a clinic here, having an answer for almost every single move that Raab makes.

Crumb: Ooh… I just realized they have the same initials... JR.

Rose: You really are a dweeb...

Jake manages to roll away and gets to the ropes. Jessie slowly staggers up. Jake jumps up and launches himself into a springboard moonsault. Jessie moves to catch him. Jake slides down her shoulder and hooks her for a reverse DDT. Jessie hits and Jake runs to the ropes for a second springboard moonsault, landing it perfectly.

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Nelson: Roberts and Raab are trying to get it going here!

Rose: They keep cutting each other off so we’ll have to see which one wins that tug-of-war.

Crumb: Do you think either wants it that bad?

Nelson: We are going to find out!

Both Icons get to their feet and Jessie takes a side headlock. Jake starts to elbow his way out, Jessie turns to a front facelock. Jake hits a knee strike to Jessie’s midsection. He tries to reverse into a Northern Lights suplex but Jessie drops into a guillotine hold. Jake kicks his feet out and lands them on the bottom rope. The referee starts counting for the break.

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Four…Jessie breaks the hold.

Jake rolls to the ropes. Jessie starts up to her feet. Jake pops up and slingshots himself into a flying clothesline. He catches Jessie perfectly and she goes down hard. Jake stands up and hits a standing moonsault for the cover.

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Nelson: Ooh, that one looked like it hurt big time! Raab was quick to follow it up with a moonsault.

Crumb: Uh it was a standing moonsault to be precise. These two are very evenly matched and so far this match has been a good one and equal.

Rose: Wake me up when it’s over then alright?

Jake goes to the near corner. He pops up into a double jump moonsault. Jessie moves and Jake splats on the mat. Jessie runs over and catches him in a rolling cradle.

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Nelson: Roberts almost had the match won there, catching Raab off guard with with that cradle.

Crumb: I thought I witnessed a little bit of hesitation there from Jake and that opened the window just enough to allow Jessie to get out of the way.

Rose: Yawn.... is it over yet?

As they start to get up, Jake pulls Jessie down into an inside cradle.

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As they scramble to get up, Jessie grabs Jake’s leg for an ankle lock. Jake grabs the ropes and the referee counts for the clean break again.

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Four…Jessie breaks the hold and backs off, Jake sliding to the ropes.

Nelson: Roberts has gotten dangerously close to getting herself counted out on a few occasions now.

Crumb: She has got to watch herself or she’s going to wind up getting disqualified is what I think you meant.


Nelson: Ah yes… thank you.

Rose: She’s going balls to the wall… or at least trying to… and it just doesn’t seem to be working. Maybe if she got it through her thick skull it’s not working… she would realize she needs to try something new.

Jake rushes in and Jessie catches him with a drop toehold. He lands down on his stomach and Jessie goes for the ankle lock again. Jake rolls through and sends Jessie forward across the bottom rope. Jake pops up and hits a tiger feint kick to the face. Jessie falls back and Jake pops in looking for a splash. Jessie moves and Jake lands hard! Jessie catches him from behind and launches Jake over into a bridging German suplex.

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THRE...KICK OUT!

Crumb: THAT WAS REALLY CLOSE!

Rose: Must you shout?!

Crumb: Sorry. I scream when I get excited.

Jessie stands up and Jake gets a kick to the gut. Jessie doubles over and Jake goes to the ropes to look for a diving elbow drop. Jessie catches him and takes him down into a Hawkeye Pride (sitout powerbomb)!

Crumb: WHAT CAN JAKE RAAB BE THINKING AS HE IS HIT WITH JESSIE ROBERTS FINISHER?!?!

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Jake and Jessie pop up and Jake hits a springboard sunset flip.

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Nelson: Once again another very near victory by one of these Icons!

Jake starts up and Jessie hits an enziguri that sends him tumbling down onto him face. As he starts to get up, Jessie moves in. Jake nails unexpected Jessie with a spinning back fist! Jessie crumples to the canvas and Jake quickly covers.

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Crumb: Jake did it!

Nelson: What an exciting back and forth match!

Rose: Well...it was back and forth...

Torres: Here is your winner... Jake Raab!!!

Jake checks on the downed Jessie. After a few moments of being disoriented, Jessie gets to her feet. Jake extends his hand and Jessie willingly shakes it. The crowd cheers.

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

The opening line of "Bad Motherf*cker" 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.

The lights go dark as "Miami Showdown" begins to play over the speakers. Multiple spotlights scatter throughout the arena before, one by one, unifying at the top of the stage. There, Aaron Kostan steps into the halo of light, a hood covering his head. "The Artist" stretches his arms out wide and takes a deep breath as he drinks in the crowd's cheers. For a moment, his lips move in silent prayer as he looks heavenward. Then, at the thirty second mark he finally drops his arms, throws back the hood, and begins to walk to the ring as the spotlight follows him. When he arrives he walks calmly up the steps and, with a final scan of the crowd, ducks between the top and middle ropes to enter the ring.

Nelson: Drake Jones is walking out here with a tremendous amount of confidence after winning that shot at the Iconic Professional Wrestling Television Championship at Anniversary Armageddon. Aaron Kostan, he is looking to turn things back around in a winning favor for him after losing said championship at Anniversary Armageddon. But to win the match tonight, both of them are going to have to work together against a team that has a pretty storied history in Astrid Samson and Bill Ryder.

Crumb: Drake Jones is going to be in for a ride because he said some things about Astrid and you know damn well that she’s going to want to put him in his place. Aaron has a pretty hot headed partner tonight, I just hope he’s able to keep him in check. Aaron is a great wrestler, I hope that him and Drake will be able to co-exist.

Rose: They’re a lot better tag team than ASStrid and Baby Daddy. Both of them shy away from the drama and focus on the job that needs to be done. That is going to work out to their advantage.

HAIL TO THE KING.

The crowd showed a mixed reaction towards the opening chord of the former first-ever EHWF World Heavyweight Champion, and self-proclaimed "King" of the Professional Wrestling World, Bill Ryder. The opening chord to Avenged Sevenfold's "Hail To The King" continued to consume the crowd's attention, as they awaited the arrival of a legend in his own right. The energy in the building picked up once a motivated Ryder made his presence known as he stepped out onto the center of the ramp.

The King stood at the base of the ramp in fashion, allowing himself a moment to connect with the live audience. His beautiful blue cobalt colored eyes looked forward from underneath the black cotton hoodie he kept draped over his head. He kept the hoodie unzipped and open over his shirtless body for good reason, to show off his remarkable chest and six-pack that still to this day was at the top of the business.

The hoodie he wore was a custom-designed with "You can't kill the King" slogan written across the back in gold print. Both of his hands covered in his traditional black and gold fight gloves that matched perfectly with his long black wrestling tight pants, knee pads, padded boots, and a black elbow pad he often wore over his right elbow.

He wasn't much for taunting before his matches and wasted no time at all down the rampway. The fifteen year veteran scanned the empty ring with a composed look across his face, ignoring the disgusting scent of welfare scum surrounding him.

He entered the ring at his own pace still not giving the crowd the time of day. He removed the hoodie from his body, tossing it out of the ring at the nearest pedestrian. He stepped over towards the far left turnbuckle, bracing his back against it, awaiting for his match to begin.

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 tilts her head back and takes in the crowd’s energy before facing the ring as the smirk reappeared on her face. 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.

At the bottom of the ramp, 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 before she 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 before hopping down. She waits for her opponent off to the side, sitting on the middle rope with her arms spread across the top one as her music slowly fading out.

Nelson: Now this is sure going to be interesting, two former friends teaming up together. The big questions are after a year will Bill Ryder be able to compete and will he and Astrid Samson be able to work together given Samson’s disdain for Ryder?

Crumb: Both Astrid and Bill know what it’s like to go to the edges of their abilities and both love to win. I think their love of winning will far outweigh their disdain… or at least Astrid’s disdain for Bill.

Rose: ASStrid is nothing but a clout seeker. Hell, look at what she went and did at the beginning of the show… tossing the IPW Real Championship into the Pacific Ocean. She should be suspended for her actions!

Aaron Kostan stands in the ring and demands that Astrid does the same for her team. Surprisingly, Astrid obliges. The two Icons stand face to face with one another as the referee calls for the bell.

DING DING DING!!!

---Drake Jones and “The Artist” Aaron Kostan vs. Bill Ryder and “Iconic Queen” Astrid Samson---

Astrid and Kostan exchange words with one another as the fans eagerly anticipate how the match between the two of them is going to begin. Suddenly, Kostan steps back and tries to kick Astrid in the face with a superkick---only to have Astrid catch his foot in the air! Astrid smirks before tripping Kostan up! Astrid bounces off of the ropes and tries to hit The Artist with a senton, only to have Kostan roll out of the way! Astrid crashes into the mat as Kostan rolls over to his corner of the ring and waits for the perfect moment to strike. When Astrid is almost back up to her feet, Kostan runs and tries for a dropkick---only to have Astrid duck out of the way! Astrid rolls over to her corner of the ring and tags Ryder into the match.

Nelson: It looks to me as though Aaron Kostan has really underestimated Samson’s resourcefulness. The two of them have had an answer for whatever the other throws at them. I have a feeling this match is going to be a good one.

Crumb: Astrid’s mood has changed over the past couple of weeks and she doesn’t seem to be holding anything back anymore, claiming that the old Astrid has returned. Good move on her part tagging Bill in there.

Rose: Pfft! I highly doubt that’s the case. I have a feeling that Aaron is going to be able to take her down because ASStrid is nothing but an ass.

Ryder steps into the ring as Kostan looks over at Astrid and shakes her head. Kostan continues to briefly focus his attention on Astrid. Unfortunately, this seems to be all of the opening that Ryder needs as he runs forward and hits Kostan in the mouth with a forearm smash! He follows it up with a second and then a third. Ryder then grabs Kostan and tries to shoot him across the ring. Kostan bounces off of the ropes and immediately catches Ryder on the rebound with a handspring enziguri! The impact sends Ryder stumbling around before he drops to his knees. Kostan bounces off of the ropes, trying for a shining wizard! Ryder cuts him off and rolls Kostan up.

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Nelson: This is not the Bill Ryder we have all come to know. But then again, he has been out of the game for over a year so he is going to have to ease himself back in.

Crumb: I think once he feels comfortable in the ring again, he’ll get right back to the Bill of old. It might take him a few minutes.

Rose: That’s all it ever really took him. I mean… oops!

Kostan pulls himself back up as Ryder runs over and delivers a kick to the ribs. He quickly grabs Kostan’s head and tries to set him up for a swinging neckbreaker! Kostan spins out of it and connects with a forearm strike! The ex-TV Champ follows it up with a second and then leaps into the air, connecting with a dropkick that sends Ryder stumbling back to the nearest turnbuckle! Ryder grabs the ropes to try and keep himself upright. Aaron Kostan comes charging in just moments later and throws his shoulder hard into Ryder’s ribs. Ryder doubles over in pain as he staggers out of the corner. Kostan launches Ryder into the air with a monkey flip!

Nelson: It has been said that Aaron Kostan is one of the more exciting Icons in the world on many occasions and we are beginning to see why right here!

Rose: Just a bit…

Ryder tries to drag himself back up to his feet. Aaron grabs Ryder’s arm and runs over toward the ropes. He sends Ryder crashing to the mat with a discus elbow! Kostan runs at Ryder in an effort to send him crashing to the mat with a hurricanrana---only to have Ryder catch him in the air and slam him to the mat with a sit-out powerbomb! Ryder rolls out of the way and heads over to his corner of the ring, once again tagging Astrid into the match.

Nelson: And once again, Kostan and Samson are the legal Icons in the match.

Rose: Let’s see if she doesn’t bitch out again.

Astrid steps into the ring and struts toward Kostan a few steps before turning away. Kostan mutters something under his breath and waits for Astrid to turn around before once again trying to hit her with a superkick. Astrid has it scouted perfectly and ducks underneath the attempt! She steps forward and hits Kostan in the mouth with a back elbow smash that nearly knocks him to the mat! Astrid bounces off of the ropes and picks up speed, trying to line Kostan up for an enziguri!

Kostan sidesteps the attempt and connects with a few forearm strikes to try and wear Astrid down. He then sends the Iconic Queen to the mat with a reverse DDT! Kostan pulls himself up and lines Astrid up, trying to leap into the air and land on her with a standing moonsault! Astrid gets her knees up to connect with Kostan’s ribs. Kostan stumbles back to his corner of the ring---Drake tagging himself into the match. He steps into the ring as Astrid reaches her feet. Drake immediately takes her down with a clothesline!

Nelson: Drake Jones said in his shoot that Samson only got to where she was because of her husband, calling her just a wife and not a wrestler. That clothesline is his way of sending a message to her.

Crumb: You should’ve said an attempt to send a message. Astrid isn’t going to let someone like him, someone who has discredited her in ring work, get away with the things he’s said.

Rose: She’s a snowflake who can’t handle the truth. But I do agree with that Drake is trying to send a message… not definitely sending one.

Astrid stumbles back up to her feet as Drake drives his knee into her ribs. He then spins Astrid around, lifts her into the air, and slamming her to the mat right after with a German suplex! He bridges it into a pin attempt.

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Astrid pulls herself back up to her feet as Drake hits her with a European uppercut! He follows it up with a second before shooting Astrid across the ring. Before she can bounce off of the ropes, Aaron hits her with a kick to the back! The impact sends Astrid stumbling toward Drake. He runs forward, trying to deliver his own kick to Astrid’s face with a mafia kick! Astrid ducks the attempt and scurries back to her corner of the ring for words of encouragement from Ryder. Drake tries to break up the party by running at the two of them---Astrid stepping out of the way! Ryder steps forward and hits Drake with a forearm strike! He staggers just enough for Astrid to roll him up.

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Nelson: That looked to me that a little bit of the good old days there as Ryder and Samson work together.

Crumb: Drake didn’t see that coming. In fact, I really think that he was trying to get a two for one by hitting Astrid in the back and sending Bill off the apron.

Astrid pulls herself back up to her feet and runs at Drake, trying to catch him with a double knee strike to a cornered opponent. He ducks out of the way as Astrid crashes into the turnbuckle. She nearly falls to the mat but Drake grabs her and tries to set her up for a belly to back suplex. Astrid spins out of it and creates space between herself and Drake. She runs at him and connects with an enziguri before using the ropes for a springboard moonsault press! She then hooks the leg and covers.

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Nelson: The referee’s hand was mere inches away from counting that three when Kostan comes in at the last possible second to break it up.

Crumb: Had he not we would be celebrating the victory of Bill Ryder and Astrid Samson. And after that exchange, I think Drake will be changing his tune when this is all said and done because Astrid just showed him she is much more than just Joshua’s wife.

Rose: She got lucky by finding an opening. Drake needs to pay more attention if he wants to keep his momentum going. He just damn near lost the match for his team!

Astrid pulls herself back up. Aaron once again charges and tries to catch Astrid with a kick to the face! Astrid steps out of the way and blocks the attempt. Drake pulls himself back up to his feet. Kostan aims a kick at Astrid’s face. Astrid ducks out of the way again. Kostan just barely catches Drake with the kick instead! The Artist’s partner drops to the mat as both Astrid and Kostan look in shock! Astrid then starts to laugh.

Astrid: DUCK DUCK GOOSE BITCH!

Nelson: The shock on Kostan’s face… I think he believes that he just cost his team the match.

Crumb: Drake isn’t moving. I would’ve thought that of all the blocked and dodged kick attempts so far by Aaron on Astrid he would’ve thought to try something else.

Rose: ASStrid will screw it up… just you wait and see.

Perhaps sensing an opening, Kostan fires off a third kick at Astrid---this one being intercepted by Ryder! Kicked silly, Bill drops to the mat. Astrid quickly grabs Kostan and dumps him out to the floor! Drake groggily starts to drag himself back up to his feet. Astrid hits him with her Off With Their Head (flipping neckbreaker) finisher! She covers.

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Torres: The winners of this match...the team of Bill Ryder and Astrid Samson!!!

Nelson: A well earned victory by Bill Ryder and Astrid Samson who showed that sometimes former friends turned slight rivals can work together.

Crumb: Drake Jones and Aaron Kostan did give it a very valiant effort but that inadvertent kick to Drake from Kostan I think is what sent it spiraling down for them and cost them the match.

Rose: Let’s see how long Baby Daddy will be sticking around before he takes another “hiatus”. I won’t admit it out loud that ASStrid did a good job.

Crumb: You just did though. I think you forgot your mic was still on.

Rose: Goddamn it!

Coming October 2019

Torres: The following is the CHAOS MAIN EVENT match!

The crowd explodes in cheers.

Torres: It is scheduled for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit!

"Unstoppable" by The Score plays through the arena, the slow drumbeat slowly encouraging the crowd to clap along.

There's a moment
In your bones when
When the fire takes over

The first to emerge is Jon Kellar, manager of the Sons of Gold. As the music plays, Kellar stands on the stage and raises his hands out to either side. His proteges step out onto the ramp alongside him, wearing hooded jackets made of a reflective material. They catch the light, flickering as they do.

Ooh, they can say what they want now

Kellar theatrically reaches into his pocket and puts on a pair of expensive sunglasses, then crosses his arms in front of him and looks down

Ooh, 'cause we'll be screaming out

The lights in the arena suddenly switch to a brilliant gold. Both sons of Gold raise their arms out wide as their jackets shimmer and shine in the light. Kellar continues to look down as the Sons of Gold stride confidently to the ring, before following them behind. Hiro slaps hands with a few fans his way down to the ring, and smiles all the way. Kono just walks, ignoring the fans trying to get his attention.

We can be heroes everywhere we go
We can have all that we ever want
Swinging like Ali, knocking out bodies
Standing on top like a champion
Keep your silver, give me that gold
You'll remember when I say
We can be heroes everywhere we go

Both men reach the ring. Hiro jumps up onto the apron while Kono walks up the metal steps slowly, and steps through the middle rope. Hiro runs along the apron and leaps onto the middle rope before raising both his hands. His hood slides back and he bathes in the golden light coming down from the ceiling.

Keeping us down is impossible
'Cause we're unstoppable

Kono reaches the far side and slips his jacket off, then throws it into the crowd aggressively. He pushes himself up onto the top turnbuckle and sits there, not even acknowledging the crowd. Hiro meanwhile leaps over the top rope into the ring, and removes his own jacket. He warms up, jumping from foot to foot as he stares towards the ramp as the music fades out.

Oh woah, we're unstoppable...
Oh woah, we're unstoppable…

”The Man” by Aloe Blacc plays and out comes “Marvelous” Mike Mason.

Nelson: This most certainly is a strange bedfellows match with Mike Mason teaming up with Kono and Hiroyuki Masaki. Both members of The Sons of Gold are impressive in the ring and Mason has been rubbing quite a number of people the wrong way.

Crumb: He seems to be very confident in that he will be winning here tonight with The Sons of Gold. He doesn’t even think that he will be able to be bested by a woman.

Rose: That misogynistic son of a… if I still competed I would get my ass in that ring and show him what it really is like to be beaten by a woman when I make him my…

Nelson: That is enough Rose. We have to stay professional.

”I Miss The Misery” by Halestorm plays and out comes Brianna Rissi.

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, bass and drums all chim in slowly keeping beat with the creepy chimes. But then all goes silent.

NIGHTMARE!
(Now your nightmare comes to life.)

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

Torres: Residing in Brooklyn, New York... he is “The Nightmare”... Oliver Black!

With the announcement of his name the feathered shoulders of his entrance jacket burst open into a large pair of black wings! Oliver stands there a moment soaking in the crowd’s 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!

"Surf Club" by St Jhn begins to play and the IPW fans recognize the man stepping through the curtain with the larger gentlemen not far behind. Brady Vega steps into the aisle with his signature Haute Couture mask covering only his nose and mouth, colored contact lenses, and of course he's super animated on his way to the ring in custom designed Louis Vuitton overalls.

Rex, dressed casually in high fashion items walks pridefully behind Brady as the two reach the bottom of the aisle, Vega slides into the ring where as Rex takes the ring steps. Both men enter the ring and go over strategy.

Nelson: People have been talking for weeks now about the alliance between Oliver Black and Brianna Rissi. It has left a lot with questions.

Crumb: They have tried answering them but let’s face it, they’re telling what they want us to hear. Both Oliver and Brady were winners and became new champions. So they’ll both be wanting to show that they’re fighting champions… or something of that nature.

Rose: Brady Vega is almost as bad as Mike Mason is with his views on women. I have a feeling that my name will get mentioned on his Twitter feed and he’ll make false claims that I want to sleep with him… which is appalling my the way. I’m not that desperate.

Crumb: And with that little tit for tat earlier between Brady and Oliver… there’s some serious, serious doubt on if they’ll be able to get the job done.

Rose: I won’t lie… I quite enjoyed it. Except for the disgusting comments by someone who thinks he’s a deity.

The two champions and Brianna convene in their corner. Brady seems to be volunteering himself to start the match as he slaps Brianna and Oliver in the chest and beckons them on the apron. Brianna and Oliver look at each other and then step onto the apron reluctantly. Meanwhile, Hiro steps in the ring for his team.

DING DING DING!!!

---The Sons of Gold (Hiroyuki "Hiro" Masaki and Kono Masaki) and “Marvelous” Mike Mason vs. Brianna Rissi, “The Nightmare” Oliver Black, and “The Gate Keeper” Brady Vega---

Brady and Hiro immediately dive in for the tie up! Hiro takes control, quickly shoving Brady backward! The Heavyweight Champion rolls onto his feet, looking embarrassed. Frustrated, Brady gets up and pie faces Hiro! Hiro sneers and dives in for a clothesline. Brady ducks, however, and Hiro spins around into a right hand from Brady! Vega nails Hiro with a second right hand before running toward the ropes. Brady bounces off the ropes but is cut off with a big dropkick to the face by Hiro!

Nelson: Brady Vega’s confidence may be his downfall in this one if he does not keep it in check.

Rose: How can you criticize a man for having confidence, Patticake?!

Brady grabs at his face as Hiro brings him to his feet and whips him to the ropes. Brady leaps into the air and hits Hiro with a flying forearm! Brady runs against the ropes and leaps into the air, but Hiro catches him on his shoulder before throwing him into the turnbuckle. Hiro goes for a clothesline, but Brady maneuvers out of the way and Hiro falls into the turnbuckle. Brady attempts to whip Hiro into the opposite turnbuckle, but Hiro reverses and whips Brady instead!

Hiro charges after Brady, who runs into the turnbuckle and uses the ropes to propel himself up and over Hiro! Hiro nearly crashes into the turnbuckle, but puts the brakes on at the last second. Hiro turns around and Brady leaps at him, but Hiro sidesteps! Brady hops up onto the second turnbuckle, leaps backwards, and catches Hiro with a stunner! Brady covers.

One...

Two...

TH...KICK OUT!

Nelson: Quite the impressive showing by our heavyweight champion thus far, but the match has only begun and with the tensions between him and his teammates now clear, one can wonder what the rest of this match has in store.

Crumb: Right you are there Pat and with Oliver and Brady both claiming that they are the king of IPW. If these two don’t end up come to blows, surely they’ll go after Mason.

Rose: Well somebody needs to smack both of these newbies upside their heads. I have a few people in mind who could do that. Mike Mason and Brady Vega think they are the best but they need to learn how things work around here.

Hiro rolls back to his feet. Brady bounces against the ropes. Hiro cuts him off with a back elbow to the face! Brady staggers back, but then dashes at Hiro and gets taken down with a flapjack for his trouble! Holding his face as he pops up, Brady inches toward his corner. Hiro goes to grab his leg to stop him from making a tag, but Brady is able to slap Brianna’s outstretched hand and bring her into the match. Hiro runs at Brianna with a clothesline, but Brianna ducks underneath, grabs Hiro, and plants him with a T-bone suplex! Hiro pops back up, holding his back. He goes to dive at Brianna, but Kono yells at her to get her attention. Kono yells at Hiro to tag him in. Hiro looks at his brother and then at Brianna before tagging Kono in!

Nelson: Is it me, or did you two also see the little bit of hesitation from Hiroyuki Masaki on tagging his brother into this match? Please tell me that what I think I saw… I saw.

Crumb: I am almost certain that there was a bit of hesitation there from Hiro. Tensions are high in this match and The Sons of Gold are not exempt from that at all.

Rose: They were the only ones in this match who didn’t come out here earlier. But things haven’t really been the best of sorts for the brothers as of late.

Looking at Kono apprehensively, Brianna steps toward him. Kono strikes with right hand after right hand! Brianna cuts his flurry off with a sharp knee to the stomach. Brianna attempts to drop him with a DDT but Kono chops her to the back of her knee! Brianna goes down to a knee and Kono runs and bounces off the ropes. He goes for a running knee, but Brianna ducks. Kono turns around right into a running high knee from Brianna! The BFF of Astrid Samson staggers around the ring and Mike Mason grabs at her hair! Mason narrowly misses, but it's enough to get Brianna to turn and swing at him! Mason dodges and nails Brianna with a forearm, sending her staggering back into a roll up from Kono!

One...

T...Brianna kicks out!

Nelson: Mason is not the legal person in this match! We get that he has a warped view on women, but what he did just now to Brianna Rissi is unexcusable even in a wrestling match.

Crumb: Kono hasn’t faced anyone quite like Brianna before. She and Astrid don’t call themselves The Queen Bees for nothing.

Rose: If Kono wants to get Brianna down for the three count, he’s going to have to work for it.

Kono quickly grabs a rising Brianna by the head and plants her to the mat with a bulldog! He locks Brianna in a headlock, trying to keep her grounded. Kono yanks on the hold as Brianna struggles and gets to her feet. Brianna pushes Kono against the ropes before whipping him to the other side of the ring. Kono leaps into the air with a crossbody attempt, but Brianna catches him! However, Kono slides out of Brianna’s grasp and lands behind her. Brianna turns around and Kono attempts to blast her with a superkick. Brianna catches his foot and shakes his head. She spins him around in a three sixty, grabs him, and executes an overhead belly-to-belly suplex!

Kono grabs at his back after he nearly bounces back up to her feet from the force. He reaches over and tags in Mason, bringing the big man into the match. Mason steps into the ring and Brianna eyes him cautiously, moving to square up against him. However, Oliver beckons Brianna to tag him in. Brianna shrugs before obliging!

Crumb: It’s the Bod God versus The Nightmare!

Nelson: Black better get real angry if he wants to stand up to the size of Mason!

Rose: Oh please…

Oliver steps in the ring, eyeing Mason. Mike immediately charges, looking for a strike, but Oliver ducks and side steps. Oliver kicks Mason in the stomach before blasting him with a right hand, followed by another, and then a third! Oliver bounces off the ropes, only to be caught by Mason and slammed down with a powerslam! Oliver holds his back as he gets back to his feet. Mason grabs him. Showing impressive strength, he lifts Oliver onto his shoulders and then runs forward, slamming him down with another powerslam! Oliver staggers back up, holding his back once again as he retreats into the turnbuckle. Mason runs backward to the opposite turnbuckle and then charges at Oliver, looking for a big avalanche. Oliver moves out of the way at the last second! Mason crashes chest first into the turnbuckle. Clutching his chest, Mason turns around. Oliver grabs him and plants him with a snap DDT! Oliver covers.

One...

Two...

T...KICK OUT!

Nelson: Oh a very close call there for Oliver Black. He does not appear to be too happy with the fact that Mason kicked out.

Crumb: Mike is a big dude and he’s not going to go down without a fight. Maybe he could be a serious contender here in IPW.

Rose: I would rather see ASStrid with the heavyweight championship than Mike Skeezeball Mason.

Oliver quickly retreats to the other side of the ring in the corner and waits for Mason to get up, signaling for Darkness Falling: (single knee facebreaker)! However, Kono scrambles down the apron and attempts to hit Oliver. The TV Champ catches Kono with a clothesline, knocking him down to the outside! However, the distraction proves valuable as Oliver turns his attention back to the ring and Mason clobbers him with a huge splash in the corner!

Mason drags Oliver back to the middle of the ring. He grabs him by the head and yells something at him to which Oliver responds by delivering a right hand! Oliver delivers another right hand before grabbing Mason and whipping him to the ropes. Oliver bounces off the ropes and both Icons connect with a double clothesline!

Nelson: Both Oliver Black and Mike Mason went for the same move and now they are both down!

Crumb: I think that collision echoed throughout the Iconic Arena!

Rose: You’re an idiot.

Both Mason and Oliver get to their feet and head towards their respective corners. Mason is the first to make it and tags in Hiro! Hiro grabs Oliver to keep him from making the tag. Oliver blasts him with an elbow to the face, knocking him down! Oliver reaches out to make the tag to Brianna, but out of nowhere, Kono dropkicks Oliver, knocking him down!

Having seen enough, Brady steps into the ring, runs, and takes Kono down with a hurricanrana! Kono rolls to the outside of the ring as Mason steps in and clobbers Brady from behind. He sets him up and delivers an exploder suplex into the turnbuckle corner!

Oliver is back up and perched in the corner. Brianna slaps his back for the blind tag right. Oliver dashes and nails Mason with a right cross! Oliver gets up and turns right around into a deadlift German suplex from Hiro! Hiro, unaware of the tag having been made, goes to pin Oliver, but Brianna grabs him, kicks him, and plants him with BrieMode Bulldog! Brianna hooks the leg for the cover.

One...

Two...

THREE!!

Torres: Here are your winners...Brianna Rissi, Oliver Black, and Brady Vega!

Rose: That broke down real fast!

Crumb: That was a finishing maneuver frenzy!

Nelson: In the end, Rissi, Black, and Vega were able to pull out the victory here tonight!

Mike Mason is now on the outside of the ring having a melt down. Mason has his hands on his hips, screaming obscenities. Mason kicks the security railing, knocking it back into the fans. Mason turns and sees both Sons of Gold still in the ring. Mason walks over to Herbert Torres and grabs him by his jacket and throws him out of his chair. Mason grabs the steel chair that Torres was sitting in, folds it up and slides into the ring.

Nelson: Uh oh… what in the world does Mason have planned here?

Crumb: I don’t know but it most certainly cannot be good.

Rose: Someone seems to be a little bit… upset and is having a tantrum. Someone call his mommy.

Mason slams the chair across the back of Hiroyuki, dropping him to the mat from the force. Kono turns to face Mason, but is met with a steel chair across the head dropping him to the mat.

Crumb: WHAT CAN THE SONS OF GOLD BE THINKING AS MIKE MASON IS TAKING THEM OUT POST MATCH?!?!

Oliver Black, Brady Vega, and Brianna Rissi are all standing at the top of the entrance way and watching what unfolds in the ring. Mason continues his assault on the Sons of Gold as both Kono and Hiroyuki lay on the mat. Mason takes turns bashing each of them with the steel chair. After four shots to each of the brother the chair as begun to bend badly.

Nelson: I cannot believe that Black, Rissi and Vega are just letting this happen!

Crumb: It’s a travesty… someone needs to get in there and break this up!

Rose: It is very wise on the winners to keep their nose out of it.

Brady watches on. Finally Brady slides back to the ring which draws a huge reaction from the crowd.

Rose: Looks like our Heavyweight Champion is looking to get him some of the action too!

Brady slides into the ring and Mason is there with a chair shot, but Vega ducks the chair. Mason spins around and is met with a high dropkick that sends Mason tumbling over the top rope to the outside.

Nelson: YES VEGA! Finally the cavalry has arrived!

Crumb: But he’s a lot smaller than Mason and he’s our champion… he should be trying to stay safe.

Rose: Clearly… he’s an idiot. I’m wondering is this Brady’s hatred for Mike or did Brady just grow a heart?!

Crumb: Like the Grinch?

Rose: Shaddup!

Mason lands on his feet but is a bit riddled, shaking his head trying to clear the cobwebs. Vega still in the ring slingshots himself to the top rope and comes off with a shooting star plancha onto Mason, but Mason catches Vega as he comes down. With amazing strength, Mason slings Vega up onto his shoulder and takes a few running steps and then throws Vega like a dart into the ring post!

Nelson: A show of strength by Mason as he further asserts his dominance over Vega.

Crumb: Brady didn’t even stand a chance.

Rose: If these two face off one on one… Brady is going to get steamrolled.

Vega hits the post face first and falls to the ground, his head now busted open. Mason turns and looks up the entrance way at Oliver Black and Brianna Rissi, who both watch on with smiles. Mason turns back to Vega, grabbing him under the arms and with one simple movement, lifts Vega up and throws him over his shoulder. Mason marches to the announce table while carrying Vega on his shoulder.

Nelson: I just… I cannot believe that Rissi and Black continue to just stand there and do nothing!

Crumb: Maybe Oliver really wants to send a message by proxy to Brady that he isn’t the king that he thinks he is.

Rose: Clearly… since he’s just letting this attack carry on.

Nelson: I think we need to seek safer ground, everyone!

CRumb: INCOMING!

The Stooges clear out as Mason tosses Vega’s bloody body onto the table. Mason hops up onto the table and grabs Vega, lifting him up. Mason once again looks up the entrance at Oliver and Brianna who continue to just watch on.

Mason then throws Vega high into the air and brings him down with Simply Marvelous onto the table, which collapses and shatters. Vega lays on the ground, out cold and bloody.

Nelson: Well now… I think it has been a while since our table got destroyed.

Crumb: I can’t remember the last time that it happened.

Rose: MY DIET COKE! MOTHERFU…

Nelson: Language! We are out of time! Goodnight, everyone!

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