Chaos - 07 October 2019

[Joshua Samson, ESQ]

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ICONIC PRO WRESTLING PRESENTS
IN ASSOCIATION WITH ICONIC MEDIA LLC

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 “Hey, Brooklyn, Sign Me!”, “Who Cares If Brady Vega Shows Up Tonight?!”, and “Jake and Jessie: Tag Team Champs”.

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

Crumb: WELCOME EVERYONE TO CHAOS!!

Nelson: As per usual, we have a very action packed show on hand for everyone and it will all begin with the debuting Lash Donohue taking on the oldest Icon on our roster, Captain All-Star.

Crumb: This will be Cap’s third match with the company and each time, he’s not been able to get a win and his opponents have made mince meat basically with him. Will he be able to change things tonight or will Lash be successful in his debut?

Rose: I have no freaking clue! Another thing I want to know is what was he or his parents high on when the name “Lash” sounded like a good idea?

Nelson: While we do have a good match to start off the show, I am very much looking forward to the match after that where “The Cajun Queen” Tanja Devereaux will be going up against “The Hawkeye Warrior” Jessie Roberts.

Crumb: Both Lady Icons have been known to get competitive in the ring and even go so far as to get down and dirty when they need to. So I have a very good feeling that this is going to be a very good match for all.

Rose: You say that like it’s something more than it is. It’s simply a lucky Icon going up against an Icon who’s yet to really prove herself.

Nelson: People have not been able to stop talking about the other three matches on the show because the level of banter that has been going on. Brianna Rissi will be taking on Jake Raab in a one on one battle.

Crumb: Jake has never faced someone like Brianna before and he’s looking to improve his losing record, so you know he’s going to be going all out. Though that is how Brianna is every time and I don’t really think she likes Raab.

Rose: And she shouldn’t. The Raabs… they’re all one in the same… sad, pathetic and will say whatever it is on their mind even if they’re wrong. It’s like they don’t care that they look utterly foolish.

Nelson: Speaking of Rissi, her best friend and tag team partner, “The Iconic Queen” Astrid Samson will be going up against Drake Jones, a man who has not been having the best of times lately.

Crumb: Since Anniversary Armageddon, he’s lost both of his matches… one of them to his opponent tonight. And Astrid, well she has been on fire ever since she took down Stasi Herveaux and won the Real Championship.

Rose: Which she then threw into the ocean! She has yet to be punished for that might I add.

Nelson: And in our main event, we will be seeing a Contest of Champions in which the Iconic Professional Wrestling Television Champion Oliver Black will be going up against the Iconic Professional Wrestling Heavyweight Champion Brady Vega.

Crumb: Both Icons are champions for a reason and this is going to be interesting as heck!

Rose: Vega has a mouth on him and he is all talk, no bite. He’s not worthy enough to call himself IPW Heavyweight Champion.

Crumb: I read on Twitter that he said he wasn’t going to even show up tonight because he’s protesting his treatment by IPW, specifically Booklyn Holloway and Tapioca Joe.

Nelson: Well he...

Suddenly, "The Man" by Aloe Blacc begins to play over the PA and the fans begin to boo. "Marvelous" Mike Mason steps out onto the entrance, flank on both sides by The Headhunters. Eric is to the left, and Dexter is to the right. Mason is not dressed to fight, he is dressed in a very tight matron colored suit with a white dress shirt. From behind Mason steps Benedict Mason Wentworth, who is holding a small, wooden box.

Crumb: What in the world are they doing here?!

Mason smirks at the crowd as they boo the four men. Mason flashes a big smile and the Marvelous One, BMW and the Headhunters head to the ring.

Nelson: The New Regime making their way to the ring in full force.

Rose: Hmmm….I wouldn’t say full force. Someone is glaringly missing.

Once in the ring, BMW opens the box revealing a golden microphone. The Marvelous One takes the mic from the box and the boos grow even louder. Mason smiles, taking it all in. As the boos die down Mason begins to speak.

The Marvelous One: You Santa Monica Sewer Rats, need to shut up when the NEW REGIME IS IN THE RING!

This brings the crowd alive with more boos. Eric and Dexter begin yelling back at the crowd. BMW looks disgusted with the whole situation, and Mason just smiles, enjoying the hate.

The Marvelous One: The New Regime of Iconic Pro Wrestling is here to make IPW what it is supposed to be… ICONIC!

Crumb: This man makes me sick!

The Marvelous One: How is a company supposed to be iconic with someone like Brady Vega as champion? It's ok though, because the New Regime is the new face of Iconic Pro Wrestling, and after Helloween on October Twenty-Eighth, Brady Vega will no longer be your heavyweight champion.

The crowd boos again, and Mason laughs.

The Marvelous One: I get it, I get it. You all identify with Brady Vega, because he is just like all you Santa Monica Swine… basic. He has a basic build, basic style, basic looks, as a basic bankable account, and less than basic talent. You all are just as basic and pathetic as Brady. You can't identify with me because you don't know what it's like to be… MARVELOUS!

Crowd: YOU SUCK!

The Marvelous One: Now, someone else who doesn't know what it's like to be basic, but someone else who seems to have a problem with me, Stasi Herveaux. Stasi, I understand we got off on the wrong foot, and that I hurt your feelings with the mean stuff I said on Twitter. Well Stasi, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that you let your feelings get hurt by my words. I guess, I just can't relate to being hurt by words. So, once again, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that you got upset.

Mason begins to hand the microphone to BMW, but as BMW reaches for the mic, Mason stops and pulls it back to himself.

The Marvelous One: Stasi, I also want to apologize that you are upset that I am the chosen one of the New Regime. I understand that upsets you, but look at it from the New Regime point of view. With all due respect, and I do mean all due respect, the New Regime can hitch their wagon to a pony with a bad neck, OR, they can hook it up to a thoroughbred Clydesdale.

Mason unbuttoned his suit jacket revealing his body and does a slow spin to show his body to the crowd, who responds with boos.

Rose: His attitude may suck but his body surely doesn’t.

The Marvelous One: It's ok that you Santa Monica Morons are upset. You're just going to have to get used to looking at me, because I am the new face of Iconic Pro Wrestling. I am the chosen one of the New Regime. I am your next I-P-W Heavyweight Champion, and I am… SIMPLY MARVELOUS!!!

Mason hands the golden microphone to BMW and poses to the crowd to a round of boos.

Nelson: We will be right back after these paid advertisements.

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

With the arena plunging into darkness apart from a shimmering red strobe on the stage, there is a sudden explosion of fiery pyro as the chorus of ”Shine” by Ugly Kid Joe kicks in. A mixed reaction arises from the fans in attendance when Lash Donohue strides out confidently, his arms stretched out and his head bowed. Lash throws his head back before grinning and sauntering down the entrance way. The fans get a lot more enthusiastic as Lash has something of a temper tantrum. He punches at the air in rapid succession, kicks at the barricade and yells "COME ON!!" before pounding his chest and making his way to ringside. Lash gives a somewhat cocky smirk as several flashbulbs go off when he strikes his trademark pose before 'skinning the cat'. Lash Donohue sheds his coat, ascends to the top rope and gestures for the crowd to get louder before jumping down and awaiting his opponent.

Crumb We haven’t seen him wrestle yet but I’ll tell you guys this: Lash Donohue is VERY active on Twitter! My timeline is flooded with his response and retweets.

Rose: There is a mute and even a block function, idiot.

Nelson: Well if Donohue is as active there we can hope that he will be as active tonight in his Iconic Professional Wrestling debut.

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.

Rose: So let me get this straight? This masked geriatric, who is a long time friend of both of you, has NEVER won a match in his seventy year career?!

Crumb: Well there was the one time he beat Zac Sharp for a World Heavyweight Championship.

Nelson: He also had a healthy run as a World Tag Team Champion.

Rose: So there is hope for him...

DING DING DING!!!

---Debut Match: “Diamond” Lash Donahue vs. Captain All-Star---

Both Icons circle around the center of the ring for a little bit before finally locking up in the center of the ring. Captain All-Star is able to turn the lockup into his favor before hitting a wind-up punch that sends Donohue stumbling backwards a bit. Captain All-Star capitalizes on this and locks the debuting Icon in a side headlock, gloating ever so slightly as Donohue fights to get out of it.

Nelson: It looks like Captain All-Star is not going to be going down easily.

Crumb: This is certainly a change for him. I would like to see more of this please.

Rose: It’s not going to last too long… I bet you that.

The scrappy Donohue is able to slide out of the hold and quickly turns the tables on Captain All-Star, hitting the storied veteran with an arm trap neckbreaker. Donohue swiftly gets back up to his feet as Captain All-Star struggles to get onto his hands and knees. Donohue sees the opportunity and with a smile on his face, he grabs Captain All-Star’s arm and quickly locks in a la magistral cradle pin.

One…

Two…

THR…. KICK OUT!

Nelson: Well Donohue most certainly is being aggressive in this match.

Crumb: Isn’t he supposed to be one of the good guys? This doesn’t seem right… something feels off.

Rose: I think it’s the catering you ate earlier. Lash Donahue is just as two faced as the rest of them.

The fans seem to be cheering as Donohue gets up again, pulling Captain All-Star up with him. Captain All-Star attempts to through Donohue off his game with a stiff right hand. But the younger Donohue ducks underneath and boots Captain All-Star in the gut, causing him to double over. Donohue once again seizes the opportunity to capitalize and hits Captain All-Star with a double underhook backbreaker. He then quickly follows it up by locking in the DDL (Liontamer).

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS LASH DONAHUE HAS LOCKED IN THE DONOHUE DEATH LOCK… THE DDL?!

Rose: Probably, “I could’ve gotten food while watching this crap.”

Nelson: Be nice, Rose Marie. This is a family show.

Rose: Yeah… I didn’t cuss.

Donohue goes down to one knee, wrenching back the pressure as Captain All-Star screams and reaches out for the bottom rope. But he’s too far away and after a few more moments, is forced to tap out.

Torres: Here is your winner… Lash Donohue!!

Nelson: I will admit that even though I am still confused as to why Donohue was so aggressive… he was pretty darn impressive at the same exact time.

Crumb: I don’t think you’re the only one. I’ve come to notice that the fans cheer the underdog that is Captain All-Star and they were cheering for Donohue too… in the early beginnings.

Rose: Two faced… that’s all I have to say.

Even though he has just won his first match here in IPW and his music is blasting, Lash doesn't appear to be in a celebratory mood as he signals angrily for a microphone..

Nelson: It seems Donohue has something to say!

Lash sneers and looks around the arena as he catches a mic and turns it on..

Crumb: I hope that IPW have made their segue and all that jazz!

The music dies down, but the crowd sure hasn't!

Lash: SUP, Santa Monica?

They ERUPT as Lash mentions their City. Lash smiles broadly and soaks it up..

Lash: Whaddya think of THAT?

Lash gestures to the still unconscious All-Star in the middle of the ring, twisted at a precarious angle and there is a loud, albeit mixed reaction.

Nelson: I think they... WHAT?!

There is a mild boo as Lash simply hits a legdrop on Captain before essentially using him as a reclining chair with a cocky smirk..

Lash: "Aww it's ok. He's fine. He's happy that I'm doing this! Say hello, Cap'n!"

There is another more clear boooo from the crowd as Lash yanks the unconscious man's head back by the mask and shakes his limp arm around. A very visible trickle of blood can be seen emanating from his hairline from underneath his mask.

Rose: In a way, I love this. In most ways, I kind of wish this kid would shut up.

Lash actually releases Captain's head and it falls back to the canvas limp, whereupon Lash actually lays across him as though he's literally a couch. The fans aren't voicing approval.

Lash: You people underestimate me, you know that?

There's a mixed reaction once more. It seems to be confusion.

Lash: Management underestimates me. My colleagues underestimate me. The whole freakin world underestimates me..

Lash sits up in a kneeling position. His knees are right at the base of Captain's spine!

Crumb: Such disrespectful behavior shown by this devious newcomer!

Lash: There's a price to pay when you underestimate a talent of this calibre, IPW. I'm not talking about hospital bills…

There is a REALLY loud BOO as Lash punches Captain as hard as he can in the back of the head with a sinister look on his face.

Lash: I'm not talking about getting sued..

The BOOS increases in volume as Lash does a one handed handstand then hits a HARD double knee drop to his still-unconscious 'couch'.

Lash: Hell, I'm not even talking about bad publicity!!

The BOOS grows louder still as Lash simply stands in the middle of the unconscious man's back and then proceeds to walk off him, stomping his masked face into the mat for good measure.

Lash: I'm talking about your CHAMPIONS being targeted!!

A roar of confusion rolls through the arena and then the realisation kicks in! They actually cheer for the possibilities ahead!

Lash: That's RIGHT...

Captain's head jacks violently as Lash punts him hard and the fans seem to be more concerned than anything. The sympathy pop for Captain is HUGE as Lash's kicks land with a loud “slap” sound.

Lash: Oliver Black! If you're watching this right now, I want you to pay VERY close attention to the condition of this poor man. And I want you to take a good, long hard look at ME.. the first man in line, and the LAST man in line!

The fan reaction is mixed as Lash moves away from his 'couch' at last and quickly perches on the top rope..

Nelson: Agility of a cat, mind of a snake, empathy of a clothes peg.

Rose: I bet you won’t tell that to his face, Patticake?

Lash: For these two things? They're your very near future!

Lash's cocky grin twists into a mean, lopsided sneer much like the Grinch in the cartoon.

Crumb: Urgh.. sinister..

Lash: YES! IN CASE I USED TOO MANY BIG WORDS FOR YOUR MIDGET BACKWATER HICK BRAINS, THAT MEANS I'M TAKING OLIVER BLACK'S F*CKING TV TITLE AND LEAVING HIM IN A POOL OF HIS OWN BLOOD, BONE AND SINEW..F..

That's it! The mic has been cut! Lash is more pissed than ever as his music blasts and he points to the arena skybox, shaking his head and dropping the mic with a “squeal” before kicking it at the still prone Captain.

Nelson: There you have it, folks! We have ourselves a challenger for Oliver Black’s Television Championship!

Crumb: That’s all fine and dandy but can we get ourselves some EMTs out here already?! For God's sake!

The feed fades out on Lash's sneering face as he disappears backstage and IPW goes to a commercial.

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The thumping bass of the Band of Skulls’ “Sweet Sour” rings out followed by the trill of the guitar as the logo for “Kawaii Waru” Kan Tai appears on the screen as the singer begins the vocals of the song.

Nelson: Well this is unexpected.

Rose: Stop lying, Patrick. I see “segment by newcomer” right there on your format.

Crumb: Hehee...

From behind the stage skips 5 foot 1 inch, Kan Tai. She is dressed in wrestling top and shorts, with boots. The color scheme is half white and half black cut right down the middle with the white on the left and the black on the right all the day down to her boots. Her dark hair is medium length, tied into a small bun on each side of her head, tied with one white ribbon on the left and one black ribbon on the right.

As she sways down towards the ring, she slaps the hands of some of the fans as she gets to ringside. She walks up to the camera and holds up a watch she happened to snag from a fan and then holds her finger up to her lips as if to say ‘shhhh’ and she tucks it into her top.

Crumb: Hey! Did she just…

Kan leaps up onto the apron and springboard flips into the ring and drops to a knee and poses for the crowd as the music begins to fade and a microphone is handed to her. She brings the microphone to her lips and then pauses as she looks around as the crowd quiets down to hear what she has to say.

Kan: Well, if this isn’t the Iconic Arena in Santa Monica!

The fans cheer as she grins. She turns to acknowledge all four sides of the arena before she continues.

Kan: For those who do not know me, I’m the “Kawaii Waru” Kan Tai! What exactly is a ‘kawaii waru’? Well, I’m a whole lotta cute and a whole lotta evil!

The fans cheer and then pick up a “Kawaii Waru” chant followed by the five claps. Kan takes a curtsey before she grins and continues.

Kan: If there’s one thing that you are going to learn about myself is that I say exactly what I mean. I don’t beat around the bush and I hold back. I also do not back down from a challenge. Oh, and there’s one other thing you might want to know. I have a penchant for shiny things. So you happen to be one of those wrestlers in Iconic Pro carrying around something shiny, then chances are, I’m going to have my eye on you. So whether your name is Vega or Black, you may want to hold them precious items tightly to your chest because one day, you’ll have to get into the ring with Kan Tai and I cannot promise that you’ll hold on to those items. I understand that I’m working from the bottom, but rest assured -- those that take me lightly will see just how cute and how evil I can truly be.

She bats her eyes and smiles widely.

Kan: I know you’re not here to listen to me yap, so let me get out of here so we can get you some more action. But you’ll be seeing me in this ring, very very soon. Kan Tai is about to become Iconic. Absolutely Iconic.

The chorus of “Sweet Sour” hits the speakers as Kan Tai poses for the crowd before leaping over the top rope and to the floor. She makes another lap around the ringside area, slapping hands with the fans as she finally heads towards the back.

Nelson: Kan Tai making her intentions known ahead of her in-ring debut.

Rose: You guys think I have tie to go back to the dressing rooms? I left a few valuable things back thee and I don’t want that little thief to steal them!


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

Pyros hit as 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.

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 "Bad Religion" continues to play. Tanja steps off the turnbuckle as she removes the leather coat and throws it into a random corner.

Nelson: Tanja Devereaux has been very impressive since coming here to Iconic Professional Wrestling a few weeks ago and is looking to pick up her third straight victory tonight against Jessie Roberts.

Crumb: Captain All-Star and Jake Raab have both fallen victim to The Cajun Queen though what I want to know is if Jessie is going to be a roadblock in her hopes of keeping her win streak in tact?

Rose: Jessie has gotten lucky in the past and if she walks out tonight with a win… she’ll have gotten lucky once again.

”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 entrance waiting for her opponents or if others are in the ring she looks on at them.

Nelson: You know what, I really love the positive attitude that Jessie Roberts always has radiating from her as she makes her way to the ring. She has got to be a flagbearer of positivity.

Crumb: Right you are there, Patrick. I really think that Jessie stands a chance at walking out with a win tonight and I know that both of these Lady Icons are going to be giving us one heck of a show.

Rose: Is it too late to dart out now? I know that Kan is probably rummaging through my stuff right now.

The referee looks at both Lady Icons to make sure they're ready for the upcoming match. Once he's sure that they are, he then calls for the bell, both the match and the show now officially underway.

DING DING DING!!!

---“The Cajun Queen” Tanja Devereaux vs. “The Hawkeye Warrior” Jessie Roberts---

Both Lady Icons step toward the middle of the ring and begin to circle each other, waiting for an opening to appear. After a few seconds, they grapple up. Jessie is able to gain control, quickly shooting Tanja into the ropes. She waits for Tanja to return on the rebound before stepping forward and hitting her in the mouth with a forearm smash! The Hawkeye Warrior quickly closes the gap between the two and begins to pound away on the back of Tanja, refusing to give the Cajun Queen even the slightest bit of space to work with. Jessie then hoists Tanja into the air, holding her there for a moment before slamming her to the mat with a suplex! Tanja wisely rolls out of the way before Jessie can go for the cover. Nonetheless, Jessie can only smirk as the fans begin to cheer for the quick start that she's off to.

Nelson: This is the Jessie Roberts that we are used to. She is taking the fight to Devereaux, showing her that she is not called “The Hawkeye Warrior” for no reason.

Crumb: She definitely caught Tanja off guard with that forearm. It knocked Tanja slightly loopy I think?

Rose: Oh please…

Tanja makes it back up to her feet. Jessie rushes over and nails her in the chest with a hard chop. She follows it up with a second and then a third.

Crowd: WOOO! WOOO! WOOOO!

Jessie then shoots Tanja across the ring once again. Jessie steps toward the middle of the ring to meet her. But before she can do anything, Tanja leaps into the air and sends her crashing to the mat with a flying forearm smash!

Both Lady Icons drag themselves back up to their feet. Tanja begins to hit Jessie in the face with a few right hands. Jessie stumbles back from the impact of each of the blows. Despite that, she charges forward and tries to send Tanja crashing to the mat with a clothesline. Tanja ducks underneath the attempt and waits for Jessie to turn around. As soon as Jessie does, Tanja leaps into the air and hits her in the back of the head with an enziguri! Jessie drops to a knee and groggily tries to bring herself back up to her feet, only to have Tanja snap off a DDT! Tanja goes for the cover.

One...

Two...

TH...KICK OUT!

Nelson: Devereaux with the first cover of the match and I honestly was pretty darn surprised that Roberts was able to kick out. She was drilled pretty hard into the mat with that DDT.

Crumb: One slight mistake is all that it takes for the tides to turn in a wrestling match and for Jessie it was the slight hesitation in stepping forward to meet Tanja after that whip.

Rose: That’s typical Jessie Roberts for you… lucky or easily screws it up.

Tanja shakes his head and stomps away on Jessie before he can make it back up to his feet. Once he's standing, Jessie stumbles back and tries to catch his breath, leaning against a turnbuckle. Tanja shakes his head once again and charges at Jessie, hitting him with a clothesline in the corner! Jessie stumbles out of the corner groggily, Tanja grabbing hold of him for a quick belly to belly suplex! Jessie hits Tanja in the mouth with an elbow shot to send him stumbling away before he can deliver it. Tanja recovers quickly and charges at Jessie--who steps forward and sends Tanja crashing to the mat with a spinning side slam! The fans are on their feet as Jessie hooks the leg and goes for the cover, picking up the...

One...

Two...

TH...KICK OUT!

Jessie glances down at Tanja, smirking as the fans continue to cheer her on. Tanja groggily pulls herself back up to her feet. Before she can actually stand, Jessie bounces off of the ropes to pick up speed. She hits Tanja in the side of the head with a running boot that sends her crashing back down to the mat! Jessie hooks the leg for the cover once again.

One...

Two...

TH...KICK OUT!

Nelson: Two very close calls there back to back for Roberts. Tanja Devereaux very narrowly escaped her very first Iconic loss!

Crumb: Both of these Lady Icons are giving it their absolute all and they’re not showing any signs of that changing.

Rose: They’re getting desperate… at least Jessie is because she wants to win oh so badly.

Jessie slowly brings Tanja back up to her feet. She hits her with a series of forearm shots to try and wear her down. Jessie grabs Tanja and pulls her in. She drives her knee into Tanja’s ribs once and then twice. She gets her into position for Hawkeye Pride (sitout powerbomb), but as soon as she lifts Tanja into the air, Tanja manages to frees herself from Roberts' grasp.

Nelson: I do not think things would have turned out too well for Deveraux had she not been able to get out of that move.

Crumb: Especially after two knees straight to the ribs from Jessie.

Rose: Again… Jessie is desperate… Tanja is desperate…

Tanja lands on her feet behind Roberts, her eyes focused intently on the Hawkeye Warrior. Jessie slowly turns around, gets booted in the gut, and gets dropped with Bourbon Street (swinging reverse STO)! Tanja calmly goes for the cover.

One…

Two...

THREE!!!

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

Nelson: The winning streak remains as Tanja Devereaux has earned an impressive victory against Jessie Roberts.

Crumb: Both Lady Icons were impressive in the match and even though she lost, Jessie shouldn’t knock herself about because of it.

Rose: I’m just glad that it’s finally over because now we can get to a match that is actually going to be good.

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Torres: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL with a FIFTEEN 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.

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: I do not think that people are giving Jake Raab enough credit given his last name. A lot of people, like our friendly neighborhood Rose Marie, are already cutting him down because of it.

Rose: I’m cutting him down partially because of his name. But also because he’s just plain old annoying and isn’t that great in the ring.

Crumb: I don’t know what you’re talking about because I’m pretty impressed with what he’s put forth for us to see so far.

Rose: And that’s because you’ll say just about anything to not sound like the bad guy while I fully enjoy being a bi...

The lights dim and the sound of “I Miss The Misery” blares over the PA system. The fans get to their feet as the former Television Champion, Brianna Rissi makes her way out onto the ramp at a light bouncing skip. Her hair is hanging long, and she wears a lime green shirt with a black skull across the chest. Her short shorts are lime green and black plaid and her lime green socks reach her knees, with her signature skull sneakers with hot pink skulls on the side seem to glow. She pauses for a moment, before making her way down to the ring skipping, a slight malicious smile plastered to her face. Merrily, she goes over to the stairs, and climbs them, and then enters the ring between the bottom and middle rope. Twirling, she goes to the center of the ring, grinning out into the crowd.

Nelson: Ever since making her comeback at Anniversary Armageddon, Brianna Rissi is back to her usual self. There were a few people that thought she would have ring rust.

Crumb: It isn’t very wise to doubt someone like Brianna. She’s shown us time and time again that she’s quite the vicious.

Rose: I’m still waiting for the day when I see her standing across the ring from ASStrid Samson. I need that friendship to end so ASStrid is destroyed.

DING DING DING!!!

---“The Fiery Target” Jake Raab vs. Brianna Rissi---

The two Icons lock up in a traditional collar and elbow tie-up. Brianna quickly kicks up, nailing Jake under the chin. Jake staggers back slightly off-balance and Brianna goes for a high kick. Jake gets his hands up to block it. Brianna bounces into a spinning heel kick that knocks Jake into the ropes. Jake bounces off. Brianna jumps up into a knee to the gut before rolling down into an inside cradle.

One…

Two…

TH...KICK OUT!

Nelson: Rissi certainly is not waiting on taking the fight to Raab. She seems to want to get this match over with as quickly as possible, evident by the early pin attempt just now.

Crumb: The difference in height between the two of them did come into play with Brianna’s kick to Jake under the chin.

Rose: She’s a seasoned veteran and Jake Raab is a wannabe.

Jake gets to his feet near the ropes. Brianna pops up into a spin kick to the face. Jake goes down into the ropes before tumbling out onto the apron. Brianna moves in looking to pull him up but Jake grabs Brianna’s head, drops down, and guillotines her across the top rope! Brianna snaps back into the ring, landing hard on the mat back first. Jake climbs up and drops a leg off the middle turnbuckle, landing it perfectly across Brianna’s head and neck. Jake rolls over and covers Brianna, hooking the far leg.

One…

Two…

TH...KICK OUT!

Brianna throws her legs up, hooks both of Jake’s arms and rolls him over into a crucifix pin.

One…

Two…

TH...Jake KICKS FREE!

Jake grabs Brianna by the head and squeezes her into a side headlock on the mat.

Nelson: Very beautiful back to back pin attempts by both Icons and some amazing resourcefulness on Rissi’s behalf, turning Raab’s around into one of her own.

Crumb: Brianna is showing Jake that she has the advantage over him given her storied almost two year history in the squared circle. Question remains on whether or not she’s going to be able to keep it up?

Rose: Of course she is… she’s Brianna freakin’ Rissi for crying out loud!

Jake pulls his forearm tighter, muscling Brianna’s head in closer to his chest. Grimacing in pain, Brianna tries to elbow out. Jake releases his grip and drills Brianna in the trapezius with a downward elbow strike, putting the point of his right elbow in the spot between Brianna’s right shoulder and her neck. Brianna groans, writhing in pain as Jake grabs the headlock again. Jake starts to slide his arm down to take more of a chinlock. Brianna tries to elbow out again. Jake gives her a big clap, bringing the inside of both forearms onto Brianna’s ears. Brianna grits her teeth as Jake grabs the headlock right back again.He spins her into a knee to the gut before spiking her with a DDT. Jake covers, hooking the leg again.

One…

Two…

TH...SHOULDER UP!

Jake takes a reverse headlock on the mat and then tries to wrap his legs around Brianna’s head. Brianna manages to pop up and drop an elbow to Jake’s face. Jake rolls Brianna over into a side cradle.

One…

Two…

TH...KICK OUT!

Nelson: Brianna Rissi is going to have to start playing it careful because Raab almost had her pinned thrice now. Hopefully she will be able to come up with something to try and turn things around for herself.

Rose: Or maybe she’s baiting him into just the position that she wants so she can get a big, amazing move and then BAM… hits her finisher and goes for the pin?!

Crumb: Well whatever the case is… this match is certainly getting very interesting and I can’t wait to see what else these two have in store for us.

Brianna rolls over and gets in an upkick that knocks Jake back to the ropes again. Brianna kips up and turns to face Jake. The Fiery Target moves off the ropes and punches Brianna dead in the mouth. Brianna staggers back and punches back. Jake returns fire and they begin trading shots: Brianna, Jake, Brianna, Jake, Brianna, Jake, Brianna, Jake.

Brianna staggers back, bleeding from the mouth, nose and eyebrow. Jake, also bleeding from the same places throws one more big punch and connects. Brianna goes down and Jake drops an elbow to the face. He rolls over to cover.

One…

Two…

Brianna ROLLS HIM OVER INTO A PIN OF HER OWN!

One…

Two…

REVERSAL!!!

One…

Two…

REVERSAL!!!

One…

Two…

THRE...KICKOUT!

Nelson: MY GOODNESS THAT WAS CLOSE!!!

Rose: Only horseshoes and grenades are close, Patticake!

Nelson: We were just within a millisecond of this match being over three times in a row!

Rose: Brianna isn’t about to let this guy just verbally send her to the burn unit without giving him second thoughts and I dare say Jake isn’t about to just let Brianna kick his ass!

Both Icons stagger up and begin slugging it out again. Jake nails Brianna in the mouth drawing more blood. Brianna fires back, doing the same. Jake retaliates and Brianna returns in kind: Jake, Brianna, Jake, Brianna, Jake, Brianna, Jake, Brianna.

Jake drills Brianna in the eyebrow with an elbow strike that sends her to one knee, her face now covered in blood. Jake rears back for a big clothesline. Brianna jumps up and catches him in the face with a high knee strike. Jake goes down hard. Brianna lands on top for the cover.

One…

Two…

TH...SHOULDER UP!!!

Nelson: Raab just dropped to the mat like a ton of bricks! Surely that has rocked him and I do not know if he is going to recover from that one.

Crumb: Brianna is starting to look just as tired as Jake and really it’s not looking good for either though the fans do seem to be enjoying themselves.

Rose: Well regardless, one of these two is going to screw up and cost themselves the match. I hope that it isn’t Brianna.

Jake rolls away from Brianna, both Icons bloody messes. Jake grabs the ropes and pulls himself to his feet. Brianna staggers up and Jake catches her for a suplex. Jake floats over for a cover, hooking the leg.

One…

Two…

THRE...SHOULDER BARELY UP!

Nelson: Brianna Rissi very narrowly manages to get her shoulder up, saving the match for herself.

Crumb: The blood is dripping from both of their faces. It’s a wonder that either of them can even see right now.

Rose: COME ON, BRIANNA!

Jake goes to pull Brianna up and attempts a discus clothesline. Brianna ducks under, leaps up, and connects with double knees to Jake’s chin! Jake goes down and Brianna covers.

One…

Two…

THREE!!!

Torres: Here is your winner...Brianna Rissi!!!

Brianna rolls off, remaining on the mat in an exhausted bloody heap while Jake lies on the mat in a daze from the impact of Brianna’s knees. The crowd cheers for the effort as trainers come down to check on both fallen Icons.

Crumb: Brianna got it and damn near knocked them both out with those knees!

Rose: They both look like they’ve been in a war!

Nelson: In a way, they have.

Torres: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL with a FIFTEEN 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.

Nelson: Drake Jones is looking to turn things around after suffering two straight losses since Anniversary Armageddon.

Crumb: He’s got one hell of an uphill battle tonight. He’s going to have to pull out all the stops if he wants to beat Astrid.

Rose: ASStrid isn’t anything to really worry about. But Drake does need to do his research on the goings on of IPW. His shoot made him look like a fool.

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 Samson 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 ring, emitting a tremendous amount of confidence 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 the 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: I really do like this confidence that is exuding from Astrid Samson. She has been through a lot this past year and it is great to see her happy.

Crumb: That is very true. All it took was a major win to get us back to the Astrid of old as she says. I want to see what else she has in store for us.

Rose: I’m really getting annoyed with all this ASStrid talk. I’m going for a pee.

Drake and Astrid circle the ring as the referee signals for the bell.

DING DING DING!!!

---Drake Jones vs. “Iconic Queen” Astrid Samson---

Both meet in the middle of the ring and tie up. Drake uses his size advantage to force Astrid back against the ropes and whips her across the ring. On her return, Drake looks for a clothesline. Astrid ducks underneath and stops in her tracks. Drake turns around and Astrid nails him with a two footed dropkick.

Nelson: Astrid Samson has been a heck of a fighter as of late and it is showing here tonight against Jones.

Crumb: I hope that they don’t underestimate the other one. Because that could wind up being a very disastrous situation.

Rose: Oh please… Drake should be able to make quick work of ASStrid… from the mere size advantage.

Astrid pulls Drake back up to his feet and hits him with a few hard slaps across the face. She then hits him with a stiff kick to the midsection in order to drop him on his head with a DDT! Astrid quickly hooks the leg for the cover.

One...

Two...kick out!

Nelson: Samson looking for the win in the early going.

Crumb: She doesn’t want to be out here long.

Rose: That’s because she knows when she has to be in the ring with curtain jerkers it’s a waste of her time.

Crumb: Finally on the Astrid bandwagon, Rose?

Rose: Never that!

Astrid pulls Drake back up to his feet and whips him into the corner. She waits a few seconds before charging in and nailing him with a quick clothesline. She backs away and waits for Jones to come forward from the impact. As he comes forward, Astrid takes Drake down with a snapmare then nails him with a mule kick right in the face! Astrid runs to the ropes to pick up momentum. On the return, she leaps into the air and drops her leg right across the throat of Jones.The Iconic Queen hooks the leg for cover.

One…

Two…kick out!

Nelson: Astrid Samson really is taking the match to Drake Jones tonight.

Rose: She wants to prove what everybody else knows that this guy don’t deserve to lace her boots let alone be in the ring with her.

Crumb: Some people would argue that point with you.

Rose: Of course they would but those people are idiots. What’s this?

The crowd comes to life as “Kawaii Waru” Kan Tai returns to the arena, walking down the aisle and shaking hands and high fiving the fans. Astrid takes notice and motions to the referee, asking what Tai is doing at ringside.

Astrid: Get her out of here!

Nelson: Oh this is not looking too good. Hopefully Samson can see through this distraction and keep her mind focused on the task at hand.

Crumb: She’s a veteran, she should be able to not let this get to her.

Rose: But she has proven herself to be very mentally unstable.

Astrid drags Drake back up to his feet and goes to whip him to the rope. She telegraphs her next move by looking for a back body drop, perhaps distracted by Tai at ringside who is now walking by the commentary table. Drake stops himself and kicks Astrid in the face sending her standing back up! Astrid holds her face as Drake knocks her off her feet with a clothesline. Astrid quickly rolls out of the ring to try and create space. Kan Tai stays on the opposite side of the ring, though is clearly there to be a distraction for Astrid as she leans against the guardrailing and shares some popcorn and soda with a fan at rinside.

As Astrid catches her breath Drake charges and leaps through the ropes to nail Astrid with a suicide dive that sends her hard into the guard rail. Drake drags Astrid back to her feet and sends her back into the ring. He follows her in, drags her back to her feet, and hits her with a few hard right hands. Drake kicks her in the midsection before he pulls her in, hoists her up in the air, and drives her hard into the mat with a suplex! Drake rolls on top of her looking for the victory.

One…

Two…

TH...Astrid gets her shoulder up!

Nelson: Nice bit of offence by Jones.

Drake gets back to his feet and waves Astrid to get back to hers. He waits as she gets back up and then runs in and nails her with a dropkick that knocks her back into the corner. Astrid hits the turnbuckle hard and comes staggering back out. Drake lifts Astrid up and drops her with a Samoan drop. He then quickly hit the ropes and returns with a knee hard across the head of Astrid. Drake hooks both legs with the cover.

One…

Two…

THR...KICK OUT!

Tai over exaggerates her disappointment that Drake didn’t get the pinfall there.

Crumb: Drake is getting closer and closer to winning this match with every pin attempt he has.

Rose: As close as he has got, he hasn’t been able to get the job done, Crumbbum, and that’s what counts in this game.

Nelson: Rose Marie does have a valid point, Crumb.

Drake drags Astrid back to her feet and pushes her back into the corner. He nails her with a few right hands before he picks her up and places her into a sitting position on the top turnbuckle. Drake again hits her with a hard right hand before climbing up to the second turnbuckle looking for a superplex. Astrid hooks her legs around the rope to block the superplex attempt. Drake tries again and again it is blocked. Astrid nails Drake in the midsection with a few right hands to loosen his grip. Once she is broken free, Astrid nails Drake with a European uppercut, knocking him down to the mat. Astrid stands up on the top turnbuckle and waits for the Drake to get back to his feet. Once he does, Astrid leaps through the air and nails him with a missile dropkick!

Kan Tai walks around the ring and sticks her tongue out at Samson, who is trying to get her bearings back and offers Tai a scowl, as she uses this time to regain her composure before pulling Drake back up to his feet. She then nails him with a couple of European uppercuts before kicking him in the midsection and nailing him with a sit down neckbreaker. Astrid quickly goes for the cover.

One…

Two…

THRE...KICK OUT!

Nelson: That was close! Samson almost scored the victory!

Rose: Drake should have stayed down if he knew what was good for him!

Crumb: He wouldn’t be an IPW Icon if he just laid down for people. It looks like Kan Tai has seen enough of this match and is heading backstage.

Kan Tai walks backwards up the ramp as she blows one last kiss towards Samson in the ring before disappearing backstage. Astrid drags Jones back up to his feet. She hits him with a few right hands knocking him back to the ropes. Astrid whips him across the ring and waits for him to return. She looks for a clothesline. Jones ducks, stops in his tracks, and spins Astrid around to pick her up on his shoulders, and nail her with The Killswitch (Air Raid Crash)!

One…

Two…

THRE…KICK OUT!

Nelson: I thought that was it!

Crumb: How the hell did Astrid kick out from that?!

Rose: Her short little ass might need to be tested for the juice!

In shock, Jones checks with the referee to make sure that he didn’t get the three count. Drake shakes his head in frustration and turns his attention back to Astrid. He signals for the end as he pulls her up to her feet. With the force from the pull, Astrid leaps into the air and nails Drake with a modified Off With Their Head (flipping neckbreaker)!

Crumb: WHAT CAN---

Rose: Don’t even ask, you idiot.

Astrid makes the cover.

One…

Two…

THREE!!!

Torres: Here is your winner by pinfall...Astrid Samson!

Nelson: What a match we have just witnessed! Both Icons can be proud of their performance in this match.

Rose: How can Drake be proud?! He just lost, to ASStrid of all people! If he’s proud of that, he is in the wrong business.

Coming 28 October 2019

Torres: The following is the CHAOS MAIN EVENT!!

The crowd explodes with cheers.

Torres: The match is a CONTEST OF CHAMPIONS match scheduled for ONE FALL with a THIRTY MINUTE time limit!

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

NIGHTMARE!
(Now your nightmare comes to life.)

With the opening scream of "Nightmare" by Avenged Sevenfold echoes through the arena. The Nightmare Oliver Black 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 their a moment soaking in the crowds reaction, before making his way to the ring.

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

Nelson: Black looking a bit more serious right now.

Rose: Well did you hear what he had to say about Brady? Oliver isn’t happy and I’m sure he wants to put the Heavyweight Champion in his place!

Crumb: Yeah but there still has been no sign of Brady in the arena tonight. I think he really isn’t going to show up for this match!

Upon entering the ring Oliver walks over to the corner and motions for the microphone with a flick of his finger at the ring announcer.

Nelson: It looks as if the Television Champ has something to say before this main event match.

Oliver paces the ring a bit soaking in the mixed reaction from the crowd. Half chanting “Nightmare” and the other replying with “Sucks”.

Oliver Black: Earlier this week I announced an OPEN CHALLENGE for anyone to STEP UP and challenge me for MY Television Title in a few weeks at Helloween. And as of...

Black looked at his wrist at the watch he wasn’t wearing before he shrugged smugly.

Oliver Black: ... now, nobody has accepted. And as disappointing as that may be I get it! I am twelve and one in pay-per-view and super-card matches. When it comes to big matches Oliver Black shows up, when everything is on the line the Nightmare reigns!

Nelson: Black may be letting his accomplishments go to his head.

Crumb: As much as that may be true, he’s also not lying!

Rose: Uh, is this punk totally disregarding what happened at the top of the show?

Oliver Black: And after tonight when I make a mockery of the Heavyweight Champion there isn’t a man OR woman back there that can say they HAVEN’T tasted a Darkness Falling. Not a man OR woman that can say they haven’t fallen victim to the Nightmare!

Oliver pointed aggressively towards the locker rooms.

Oliver Black: Because after tonight there won’t be a worthy challenger left in this BUILDING that I haven’t already beaten!

Voice: You are right Ollie, there isn’t a worthy challenger IN the building!

The crowd inside the Iconic Arena erupts as the familiar voice echoed though the p.a system and the face of Jason Dave appeared on the entrance screen via satellite!

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS JASON DAVE IS ON THE ICONIC TRON?!?!

Rose: Probably, “So…”

Nelson: We have not seen him since the inception of Iconic Professional Wrestling last year!

Jason Dave: But there IS someone you haven’t EVER beaten!

Oliver’s eyes nearly bulged out his head as he paced furious at what was playing out. As Dave grins on the screen.

Jason Dave: You see a little birdy told me you needed a challenge, so Ollie, I guess I’ll see ya at Helloween!

Crowd: Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!

Crumb: WHAT CAN EVERYONE BE THINKING AS OLIVER BLACK’S OPEN CHALLENGE HAS BEEN ACCEPTED BY JASON DAVE!

Rose: Probably, “is everyone forgetting about what happened earlier tonight on the show?!”

Dave waved mockingly at Black before the screen went black. Oliver kicked the bottom rope in frustration.

Nelson: What a revelation we have had here tonight at Chaos!

With a short burst of feedback, another audio feed comes into play and it REALLY brings the fans to life as they realize what's going on..

Lash Donohoue: Just one freakin' second there, Olive Oyl..

There is a mix of both appreciation for the break in this little diatribe, and general dislike for the cocky newcomer beaming in from the fans as Lash appears on the stage, apparently angered.

Crumb: Olive Oyl?

Rose: I like it. I think I’m going to start using that.

Lash: What's this? The Television champion is out here makin' himself a lil playdate..Owiver Bwack is soooo hungry for a good challenger to his gold, folks..

The crowd BOOO as the camera zooms in on Lash rolling his eyes, shrugging and then yelling something to an already irate looking Oliver Black away from the mic. Whatever Lash yells doesn't seem to do him any favors.

Nelson: Black is looking like he is ready to play “skin the rookie” here!

Lash gets a small laugh as he scratches an itch on his nose with his middle finger, his gaze turning to meet Oliver Black's dead-on.

Lash: This so-called TV champion of yours has somehow got it in his head that he gets to pick and choose opponents, while completely ignoring challengers RIGHT in front of his face who are PLENTY worthy! You know what that does, folks?! It makes a guy take him up on his OPEN CHALLENGE...AGAIN!

Lash is fuming, the mic squealing as it eats ramp and a serious POP rises from the crowd. Seemingly unable to control himself, he briskly makes his way down the ramp, eyes ablaze and pointing to Black as his mouth moves a mile a minute.

Crumb: Do we have a CHALLENGE?! Right NOW?![i/]

Nelson: Ladies and gentlemen, I just received word that this match is indeed official!

Rose: Is it for the TV title though, Patrick?

Nelson: I think...hold on a minute...I have received word from General Manager Tapioca Joe that this match is indeed for the Iconic Professional Wrestling Television Championship!

Crumb: So it is safe to say that Brady won’t be here, huh?

The two Icons walk to the center of the ring and Lash starts saying something to Oliver, which seems to not sit right with the champion who says something back. Lash holds up a hand before walking back to his corner of the ring as Oliver does the same.

DING DING DING!!!

---IPW Television Championship Match: “Diamond” Lash Donohue vs. “The Nightmare” Oliver Black---

Lash does a mad sprint towards Oliver and hits him with a big dropkick to the chest, sending him back into his corner of the ring! Donohue then starts to throw forearms at the TV Champ before hitting rapidfire kicks to his ribs! The referee goes to break it up, but Oliver manages to shove Lash away! Lash steps forward and hits a jumping knee to Black’s chin before the referee forces Lash away from the corner as the crowd starts to get loud for the fiery start!

Nelson: Donohue wasted absolutely no time going after Black! I am sure he wanted to make a statement here!

Rose: Look at Oliver. The champ is pissed now! Hahaa!

As soon as the referee steps away from Lash, Oliver charges and tackles him to the canvas! Donohue hits the mat and takes a few punches to the face before starting to fire back at the champ! Lash quickly realizes he’ll lose that fight and manages to roll back enough to wedge his foot under Oliver’s shoulder and shove him back. Black falls over to the side and manages to grab Lash’s arm as they both stand and pulls him in to try and hit a clothesline, but Lash manages to duck. Donohue races for the ropes and rebounds before going for an enziguri, but Oliver manages to duck! Oliver then drops a boot on the Diamond’s back before grabbing him by the arm and yanking him back up. This time, when he pulls Lash in for a clothesline, he connects with great force!

Nelson: Black is able to show that he has a lot of fight in him too!

Rose: Guess Lash should’ve thought about that before he decided to be a pest!

Crumb: So do you guys think Brady is going to fined or suspended for no showing tonight?

Lash rolls towards the ropes to start back to his feet. Oliver walks towards him, but Donohue performs a spinning kick to the midsection! Black doubles over and Lash straightens him back up with a stiff kick to the face! Lash goes for a snapmare, but Oliver is able to shove Lash towards the ropes. Donohue jumps on the middle rope before coming back in a spinning crossbody, taking Oliver down to the mat!

Lash quickly stands and kicks Oliver in his spine when he starts to stand. Black lets out a yell, arching his back as Lash kicks him in the side of the face to knock him back down! Donohue runs to the ropes and then comes back, but as he does, Oliver sprints to his feet and attempts to throw Lash in a spinebuster. Lash escapes, flips up, and comes down in a headscissors takedown, sending Oliver right back down to the mat! The Diamond takes a step forward and nails a standing shooting star press! He hooks the leg as he goes for the cover.

One....

T...Oliver kicks out!

Donohue kicks Oliver in the side again before giving him some space.

Crumb: I can’t believe how aggressive Lash is right now!

Nelson: This young man is upset that Black just basically ignored his challenge earlier tonight and is looking to prove that he should be holding the Television Championship.

As Oliver starts to stand, Lash makes a running dash for him. Oliver steps forward and hits a big powerslam, crashing Donohue to the mat! He then takes a moment to collect himself before grabbing Lash for a Samoan drop. Donohue manages to wriggle out of it. Lash runs to the ropes again and on the rebound, he gets caught by a big shoulder block from Black that knocks him to the mat! Lash hits the mat hard and can’t react to an elbow drop from Oliver! The TV Champion doesn’t wait and pulls Lash up again, backing him into the nearest corner. He then whips Lash to the opposite corner and follows behind him, nailing him with a big body splash in the corner! Donohue staggers out and Oliver clotheslines him in the back of the head to knock him down before starting to the top rope!

Nelson: No matter how much progress Lash Donohue makes, those powerful moves from Oliver Black just keep taking a lot out of him!

Rose: What do you expect? Oliver’s the champion for a reason, as much as I hate to admit it, and Lash is a rookie!

Crumb: But remember the phrase “on any given Sunday!”

Rose: Yeah but today’s Monday, tool!

Oliver stands up on the top rope, waiting for Lash to get up. As Lash stands with his back to Oliver, he quickly turns and runs up the corner, starting to throw rapidfire forearms at Oliver! Black manages to shove Donohue back down to the mat and nearly falls himself, but instead starts to kneel back down on the top rope. As he does, Lash runs up and hops to the second rope before nailing Black in the side of the head with a big roundhouse kick! Dazed, Oliver starts to slip off the side of the turnbuckle and falls onto the apron. As he does, Lash knocks him off with a hip check, toppling Oliver to the outside!

Hopping in place, Lash waits for a moment. Oliver starts to get to his hands and knees before Lash sprints across the ring as the crowd stands up to watch. He rebounds off the ropes and runs to the other end of the ring. Oliver can tell what’s about to happen and goes to the apron to try catching Lash’s legs. Donohue leaps over it, grabs the top rope, and hits a dropkick to the champ’s chest! Oliver staggers back to the railing. Lash twists around to get on the other side of the ropes, takes a look back, then leaps up, springboards off the top rope and hits a spinning corkscrew senton on top of the champion!

Nelson: Donohue’s quickness is serving him well here!

Lash Donohue grabs Oliver and pulls him up before rolling him into the ring. Lash jumps on the apron and waits for Black to stand back up. Lash grabs the ropes going for a springboard clothesline. But as he does, Oliver ducks and throws a stiff punch right to Lash’s stomach! Lash does a flip as he lands and holds his gut, facedown on the mat. Oliver takes a second to shake out the cobwebs before hoisting Donohue up onto his shoulders and dropping back into a Samoan drop! He goes for the cover.

One...

Two...

T...KICK OUT!

Shaking his head, Oliver grabs Lash and picks him right back up onto his shoulder before running forward and nailing a big powerslam! He goes for the cover again.

One...

Two...

THR...KICK OUT!

Oliver stays on his knees before grabbing Lash and locking in a full nelson, trying to wear him down.

Nelson: And just as Donohue gets so much out of his speed, Black catches him and takes a commanding lead out of this match!

Oliver continues to wrench the full nelson. Lash slowly starts to get to his feet, looking for a way out. He takes a look at the nearest ropes before barreling forward, ducking under the top rope just enough that Oliver runs his face into the rope!

Crowd: OOOHHHHH!!!!

Rose: Well that’s one way of countering.

Oliver staggers back. Lash takes a moment before running at Oliver and hitting him with a forearm! He then kicks Black in his midsection before running to the ropes and hitting a dropkick to the side of his head, sending him down! Lash lays on his back for a couple seconds before pounding the mat twice and standing back up.

Donohue runs to the ropes as Oliver starts to stand. Black manages to run forward and grab Lash in a fallaway position, and when he throws him back, Lash wriggles out and lands on the mat. Lash ducks down and rolls Oliver up with a school boy! As Lash does so, he releases and rolls with the move, cracking Oliver in the face with a big kick! Black’s head bounces back and the impact makes him sit up a little, only for Lash to stumble to his feet and then land on top of Oliver’s chest with a sloppy foot stomp! Lash falls back after hitting the move before leaping onto the cover.

One...

Two...

THR...KICK OUT!

Crumb: Lash might have had it if he could get all of that foot stomp!

Rose: He’s trying to move faster than his body’s capable of!

Lash Donohue slaps the mat in frustration before heading to the top rope. He starts to climb when Oliver grabs his leg! Donohue kicks his leg free and then boots Oliver in the face before attempting to climb the top rope! Black gets up in noticeable pain and club Lash in the back as he stands on the second rope. Lash manages to throw an elbow back and stands up on the top rope as Oliver climbs up with him. The crowd is on their feet as Lash keeps trying to throw elbows back at his opponent. Oliver manages to club him until he stops. Black then grabs Lash and hits a top rope back suplex, crashing Donohue to the mat. The crowd erupts! Oliver takes a bit before he can climb over for the cover.

One...

Two...

THR...KICK OUT!

Oliver looks like he can’t believe it. He takes a deep breath before getting to his feet and bringing Lash up with him. Lash is barely on his feet when Black snaps off Darkness Falling (single knee facebreaker)! Oliver takes a second before going for the cover again!

One...

Two...

THRE...KICK OUT!

Crumb: I’ve heard Lash has been able to survive an incredible amount of punishment before while training!

Nelson: I do not know how much more he can take!

Rose: If I were a betting woman, I’d bet not too much more!

Annoyed at Lash’s persistence, Oliver walks back to the corner and holds up an arm, waiting for Donohue to stand up. Slowly, Lash is able to use the ropes to start climbing to his feet. As Lash gets to a knee, Black runs at him, looking to hit We are the witches (shining wizard). The Diamond springs forward and throws a boot square into Oliver’s face, taking him down which also causes Lash himself to collapse beside his opponent!

Nelson: Both Icons are down!

Rose: I must say I’m really impressed with this entire matchup.

Lash is the first to stir as he shakes his head clear. He scrambles to his feet and runs to the ropes. Oliver stands up and steps forward to try surprising Lash with a clothesline. Lash baseball slides between Oliver’s feet. He gets back to his feet as Black stumbles forward. When The Nightmare turns around, Lash leaps up for a headscissors. Oliver tries to turn it into a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Lash holds on, does another rotation around him, pushes off of Oliver’s shoulders, and pops into the air before coming down in an incredible tornado DDT!

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

Crumb: What the crowd said!

The TV Champion’s head bounces off the mat with awesome impact. Lash Donohue flops down onto his stomach and lays there for a few moments, trying to get his strength back again. Lash eventually stands back up, gets to the top rope, and gets ready to jump off, but Oliver actually rolls out of the way towards the ropes.

Nelson: Very smart idea from the Television Champ!

Rose: He needs the space or else he’ll let this gnat win!

Torres: There is FIVE MINUTES remaining in this match!

Lash looks disappointed and hops off the ropes. When he goes to grab Oliver, Black hauls off a stiff punch to Lash’s face! Donohue stumbles back. Oliver falls back, leaning against the ropes to take a few moments before standing back up. Lash goes right back for Oliver, but Black hits a stiff uppercut, staggering Donohue back again! Oliver starts to stand and on the third attempt by Lash, Black ducks and throws him in a back body drop over the top rope. Lash barely grabs onto the top rope and lands on the apron!

Oliver turns around and nails Donohue with a hard elbow! Dazed for a moment, Lash fires back with a forearm! Oliver and Lash then exchange messy blows before Lash loses the fight and Oliver takes a few steps backwards and looks to nail a spear through the ropes. Lash narrowly steps outside and Oliver stops himself before he goes soaring through the ropes!

Torres: There is TWO MINUTES remaining in this match!

When The Nightmare gets his head out of the ropes, Lash Donohue leaps and hits a Pele kick to the head of Black!

Torres: There is ONE MINUTE remaining in this match!

The champ stumbles back and then falls to a knee. Wasting no time, Lash grabs onto the top rope and springboards off into a double stomp to the back of Oliver’s head, planting him into the mat hard!

Torres: There is THIRTY SECONDS remaining in this match!

Lash scrambles to shove him over onto his back and runs to the top rope.

Nelson: With time quickly expiring in this match it may not be the best time for Donohue to attempt a high risk move.

Ten!

Rose: The rookieness is showing in him. Any veteran would know that you make the damn cover but just like a cocky rookie Lash wants to show off!

Nine!

Eight! Lash steadies himself.

Seven!

Six! Lash comes off with a five star frog splash!

Five!

Four! Lash rolls through the impact, standing briefly before falling right back into the cover!

Three!

Two! Lash hooks the leg!

Nelson: Donohue has the cover but he may be too late.

One...One!

The bell rings.

Torres: The time limit for this match has expired!

The referee consults with Torres.

Torres: Due to the time limit expiring, this match is ruled a draw!

Crumb: WHAT CAN OLIVER BLACK BE THINKING AS LASH DONOHUE HAS TAKEN HIM TO THE BRINK?!?!

Rose: Probably, “I was prepared for Brady Vega not Lash Donohue!”

Both Icons, completely exhausted, are laid out on the mat.

Nelson: We are out of time, folks. Thank you for joining us once again on Chaos!

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