[DrMcAwesome]

MidWeek Mayhem (No. 926)
Great Falls, Montana
July 17, 2019

World Title Elimination Match
Beverly Cambridge (c) vs. Sebastian Davis vs. Firewoman

Mac Flasher and a mystery partner vs. Zed and “Silver Eagle” Jack Bullet

Six-Person Tag
The Saints of Sinners (Stacy Kirkland, Moosehead Jack and Matt Folz) vs. Shizuru-Mune Mangyuniku-Cox and Banned From Everywhere

Best-of-7 Series - Match 7
The Frenemies (3) vs. The Darling Twins (3)

Los Defenestrators vs. The Draculs

Card subject to making sure that nobody is double-booked.

[Sportsguy]

OOC: Fire's not wrestling twice, replace her name in the 6 person tag with mine.

[DrMcAwesome]

Jul 10, 2019 19:05:28 GMT -5 Sportsguy said:

OOC: Fire's not wrestling twice, replace her name in the 6 person tag with mine.

OOC: Got it. My bad, y'all. 

[Road Warrior Shark]

~~~ Fade into backstage at the OOWF Arena in Minot, ND (Small Cheap Pop). Sebastian Davis is carrying his bags & Clangy Pole and heading to the exit when he is met at the doors by SFJ #44 ~~~

SFJ #44: Sebastian, you made your presence felt once again in tonight's World Title match.

Sebastian: And? I have warned everyone for weeks now. No one is safe, NO ONE! Until I get my hands on the World Championship.

SFJ #44: You seemed to run away when the heat got turned up on you. Specifically, when Matt Folz arrived.

Sebastian: Run away? Is that what you think? I made a calculated decision to not become a victim of the numbers game tonight.

SFJ #44: That's interesting, because it sure looked like you were scared.

Sebastian: Scared? Of who? Matt Folz? That's the more retarded sentence you've ever uttered. Would a scared man do the things I've done recently? Walk into the heart of Sinnerville and bludgeon Matt? Would a scared man hunt down Jamie Folz at her little after hours activity? Because anyone with any sense would KNOW that Folz, and the rest of the Saints will be coming for revenge. Hell, even that broken down sack of crap Stan Fulton was so incinsed that he thought about getting out of his La-Z-Boy and coming at me.

Well, Here I am boy and girls. Standing on my own two feet, no crutches, no bandages. I was in the same building as them all night long. (looks around) I don't see them coming at me now that the show is over either.

SFJ #44: Are you sure it's smart to be taunting them like this?

Sebastian: I'm sure they'll have a response. They'll come at me when I'm not looking like a pack of wolves. That's fine. because it will take all of them. I'll bleed and they'll pretend that they run this place.

Well, Fuck All Of Them. I'm not scared. I'm telling Matt Folz this: I'm going to make his life miserable. Because this... this is only the beginning. A Hurricane leaves a path of devastation behind it. What I did this past week was nothing but a short rain shower. The Worst Is Yet To Come.

~~~ Davis knocks the mic from 44's hand. He climbs in his car and drives away. ~~~

[Sportsguy]

Cut to Matt Folz leaving the arena.

Matt: Sebastian, I have to admit, I'm utterly amazed how fucking stupid you are. See I was keeping this professional.

You call me out during promos by saying that I'm afraid of you and that I'm nothing without the Saints backing me up? Fine. I mean not a word of that was true, but hey, I get it. 10 years ago I was the young cocky asshole talking shit about any and every one. The difference is that I actually had talent to back it up, but I digress. What you said annoyed me but didn't offend me.

You break into the Destroyitarium and attack me? Hell, I actually commend you for that one, proof that you had balls. Again, annoyed me, but didn't offend me.

In short, this was a normal wrestling feud. One that you would have lost sure, but one that you would have walked away from with no permanent damage. I was keeping this professional, I beat you, I move on, case closed. You go your way with your tail between your legs and I move on to someone actually worth my time.

But then you had to go and fuck up. Because now you HAVE offended me. Because now you HAVE fucking made it personal. You stupid fucking son of a bitch, you went after MY WIFE! How could I not take this personally? Before I left the arena tonight I had two conversations.

The first was with Fire, asking her not to completely kill you on the way to reclaiming that World Heavyweight Championship for the Saints.

The second was in Vic's office. Turns out he was also pretty upset about what you did to Jaime so he granted me my request. July 28th, Mid-Summer's Night Scream. You and I are competing in a Last Man Standing Match.

You say the worst is yet to come and you're correct, just not in the way you meant. I want you to understand that what's about to happen to you is all of your doing. Your fate is sealed sir. There is no act of contrition that can get you out of this, there is no way you can avoid your doom. On July 28th you will experience the most pain any human being has ever felt. I promise you that you will leave the arena that night on a stretcher.

Matt walks to his car as we......FADE

[L!zz~]

(Beverly is walking down one of the most random of random hallways when she runs into former awesome champ Matt Folz)

Matt: Well, hello kid. Keeping my championship shiny for me?

Beverly: MY Championship is currently glittering as it should, yes.

(Matt chuckles, goes to speak but Beverly beats him too it)

Beverly: We're not enemies, right?

Matt: No, I meant that.

Beverly: I accept our rematch whenever you are ready.

Matt: Soon. Bit preoccupied right now.

Beverly: I know. (places her hand gently on his arm) If ever the Saints aren't around and you need an extra set of hands, just shout. I'll be there.

Matt: I appreciate that, I do. (short pause) It may come to that you know. The way things are around here.

Beverly: Jamie has always been solid with me. When I first came back, she was one of the few who reached out. Not saying we are besties but this shouldn't have happened to her.

Matt: That I can definitely agree on. (Matt shakes her hand) Thanks, Champ.

Beverly: (smiles) Is it ok If I come see her late? I have some books she might like.

Matt: Of course. Shoot me a text and I'll make sure everything is clear.

Beverly: Great. Well, let me not keep you...

Matt: Where were you headed?

Beverly: Oh, no where. Just getting back to my roots lets say.

(Matt laughs, remembering her penchant for information)

Matt: Ok. Be careful. See you around

(The two not enemies lift their hands in a wave and part ways, headed down opposite hallways)

[L!zz~]

(Kylie is seen with Dorothy, Bridget is off getting breakfast for all of them)

Dorothy: (Watching Kylie rewatch Bev/Jack for the zillionth time) Don't tell me you are jealous.

Kylie: (without looking at her) What? No. Don't be ridiculous.

(Dorothy moves closer to Kylie and takes the remote from her hand. Aiming it at the tv, she pauses it. The frame freezing on Jack touching Bev's arm)

Dorothy: Than why are you watching this over and over. Becoming more upset each time?

Kylie: Look, I have no romantic feelings for Jack if that is what you are thinking.

Dorothy: Ok...

Kylie: Why would she say that?

Dorothy: She said a lot of things dear, would you narrow it down a bit?

Kylie: That I can't stand her. That I barely tolerate her.

Dorothy: Well, because it is true isn't it? Now I'm not saying that Beverly is any sort of saint or innocent party, because she is not.

Kylie: (cutting her off) Oh, so I'm the wrong one?

Dorothy: (raises a hand to stop her) Kylie, I'm not even sure what happened between the two of you and I don't need to know. All I can say is that no matter what Beverly tries with you, you always complain about it to myself and Bridget. Now, granted there are years and years of history but you don't hide your feelings toward your sister as well as you hide them about others?

Kylie: What is that suppose to mean?

Bridget: (who entered behind them, laden down with bags of breakfast) It means, much like me my dear friend, you suck with your emotions and often displace them rather than dealing with them.

(Kylie turns, looking at her, her mouth set ready to argue)

Dorothy: Now, why don't we set out our breakfast and discuss this like adults? Hmm?

(Kylie nods and reaches for one of the bags. She and Bridget moving to a table to set our their morning meal as we fade)

[Leo]

Sebastian Davis is stopped at a gas station fueling up. A car pulls in to the pump behind him and he pays it little mind, until he sees a blur moving toward him out of the corner of his eye. He turns, but not in time. A hard palm strike almost pushes his nose into his brain. "Black Magic" Stacy Kirkland follows with a knee strike to the gut and just pummels Davis until he goes down to the ground in a heap. She then takes the fuel nozzle out of his car and sprays gas all over him. She crouches down to address Davis.

SK: Matt Folz might have remembered to call off Firewoman, but not me. I'm under no such 'play nice' orders. Now what you did to Jaime is one thing. What you did to Matt was another. And the fact that you run your mouth like you're Superman when you ain't even fucking Jimmy Olson is another thing too. But, if I EVER hear you using the word 'retarded' ever again, the next time I douse you in gasoline, I light the match and have a wiener roast over your burning flesh.

As Kirkland stands, she kicks Davis in the gut one more time and goes back to her car. FADE.

[Leo]

"Silver Eagle" Jack Bullet is exiting his AA meeting at the God Complex when the Rev. BRICK~! runs up, practically dragging Zed behind him.

BRICK~!: This is amazing! The Bricklayers are reforming next week on Mayhem!

Zed: Remind me to get an ice cream cake and some balloons.

JB: You don't seem to remember how our tag team ended last time.

BRICK~!: You mean Zed turning on you in the finals of the tag team tournament and then me turning on your while locked in a shark cage? Barely remember any of it. The point is that we're not the same men we were then. We've repented, we've seen the light.

Bullet stares at Zed.

Zed: Look man, I'm just going along with BRICK~! here because it's best for business. I turned on you and kicked your ass that one time, but who hasn't. I mean you and Shizuru damn near have a Sting and Ric Flair thing going on with how many times he's left you out to dry. You, I tolerate. Mac Flasher is a son of a bitch that needs put in his place and I'm guessing any idiot he can find to tag team with him will be the same way.

BRICK~!: Great! Now shake hands.

The two men just stare and look at each other. Jack gives a slight nod of his head. Zed returns the nod. The two turn and walk off in opposite directions.

BRICK~!: I'm going to say that you shook hands in your minds.

FADE

[Leo]

Voicemail message from Mac Flasher's cell phone, 11:30 a.m. July 11, 2019.

BBEP

CF: Hey, Mac, it's Carl From Fresno. I heard you need a tag team partner for next week on Mayhem. I work cheap and discreet. I also know a lot about Jack Bullet. For awhile there, we were best friends, but now I can't get him to return my calls. Well, I never could, but that's not the point. For you, special rate, just throw a couple of the cheap ass value menu McDonald's burgers in a sack and you've got yourself a Bullet Machine ass-kicking machine. Call me back, it's Carl...From Fresno.

BEEP

[Fire-Babe]

As Sebastian Davis lays there, Firewoman walks up.

SD: Oh great, the OTHER one...

Fire kicks him in to silence a few times in the ribs.

FW: As you lay there, contemplating exactly where your life took such a horrible turn for worse, I want you to think about the exact moment when it all went south for you, when your promising career was cut short by a singular moment of stupidity, in a barn on a North Dakota prairie. And I want you to consider your cost/benefit analysis of the moment you decided that going after a non-wrestler in the cowardly manner you did was actually worth on the hellfire that is going to rain down on you.

SD: *spitting blood Last I saw I was in the main event, so--

FW: Yes, and you'll be facing me, which is the only reason I'm not ending your career here and now. Such things are way more fun with a multitude of witnesses.

SD: I guess Matt didn't shorten your leash enough.

FW: Sweetheart....Matt Folz doesn't tell me what to do. Nobody does. And that totally sparkles with me.

Fire punctuates it with a kick to the head, and walks off.

[Sportsguy]

We fade in and see Matt Folz talking to the bartender at the Destroyitarium.

Matt: ALL of Stacy and Fire's drinks the next month are on my tab.

FADE.

[moose]

<Davis lies on his back getting his air back and wiping blood from his nose when suddenly a an open folding chair is set down across his chest and stomach and Moose sits down. Davis is helplessly pinned to the ground.>

MHJ: Well, well Davis. It appears that you have yourself in a bit of a predicament

SD: <spitting some blood> The mighty Moosehead Jack, here to pick the bones after everyone else has done the hard work

<Moose reaches down and rips Davis' shirt open and we see the scars from where Moose had carved him>

MHJ: Well those scars are healing nicely. Gonna be YEARS before they fade enough for you to walk around and it not be known that you are property of the Saints

SD: <laughing> No. One. Gives. A. Shit. About. The. Saints. What are you gonna do, Jack? You gonna cut my throat with your scalpel? You gonna break my neck?

MHJ: <sitting back and giving Davis an odd look> After what you did to Jaime, I would be justified in any one of those things

SD: Justified in murder

MHJ: Whether you like it or not, you fail to understand one simple thing. The Saints are my family, and by extension, that means Jaime is my family, and I think we've seen that I will go to hell and back to protect those that are important to me.

SD: Do your worst, you cannot break me Moose. You have all tried, and I am still walking.

MHJ: You know, at one time, that would be all I needed to hear. Now this is the situation. Normally your ass would be dead as fuckin' fried chicken. But you happened to pull this shit while I'm in a transition period. I don't wanna kill ya, I want to help ya. But I'm afraid I can't help ya. I'm afraid that if I do what I want to do right now.........no Patrick would be angry.

SD: <staring at Moose> You're fucking crazy

<Moose jumps to his feet, kicks the chair away and grabs Davis' leg and locks him in a Calf Slicer (MMA move) Davis immediately howls in pain as Moose ramps up the pressure on his knee, threatening to blow his knee completely out>

MHJ: This is your last fucking warning Davis. I could break your leg right the fuck now, I could destroy your knee and your career right the fuck now, and it would be justified for what you did to Jaime. But I'm not gonna do that.

<Moose releases the hold and Davis grabs his knee in agony>

MHJ: <getting right in Davis' face> Do you know why I did this?

<Davis says nothing, just continues to grunt in pain>

MHJ: I did this to make you feel weak. Just like you did to Jaime. And I want you to remember this Davis. And I want you to know that any fucking time I want to, I can do it again. And maybe next time I destroy that knee. Right now? The pleasure of crippling your stupid ass belongs to Matt Folz. And I promise you this Davis, he will not let you off as easy as I just did.

Trust me.

<Moose gets up and walks away as Davis holds his knee, clearly in tremendous pain as we fade>

[Sportsguy]

We fade in and see Moose eating breakfast when Matt Folz comes up to him.

Matt: Mind if I join you?

Mooose: Of course not. How's Jaime?

Matt: Better, getting out of the hospital later today. I just want to thank you guys, all of you, for your support, means a lot.

Moose: No problem, Once a Saint Always a Saint.

Matt: Right. I just wanted to talk to you about something real quick.

Moose: Sure.

Matt: I have no problem giving you this Onslaught match you asked for. Hell I don't think that many people realize you're a 3 time Onslaught Champion. I know you have the skills in the ring, I've got no problem giving you the match. But I need your reasons. Why now? Why'd you say it was for my benefit? Tell me that, get back to me and then you have your match.

Matt walks off as we FADE

[Fire-Babe]

Firewoman comes back from her show-day run. Beverly Cambridge walks up to her.

BC: Listen, Fire...

FW: You know, I have listened. I think I'm done listening to you.

BC: What does that mean?

FW: It means that I don't have time for whatever folder or video or anything else you say you have. I have two goals tonight.

BC: Winning the championship.

FW: For one, but two is--

BC: Destroying Sebastian Davis.

FW: See? You didn't even need to come talk to me to get all that. And you saved me from having to find an SFJ to say it.

BC: .... I guess we have nothing to say then.

FW: That's the part that sparkles the MOST with me. See you in the ring.

FADE

[Jack Quinn]

<Folz turns to leave as Moose sits back in his chair>

MHJ: To save you

MF: <turning back to Moose> What?

MHJ: Trust me on this Matt. I have to do this. I have to make things right.

MF: Jack, are you ok?

MHJ: <grinning> I'm right as the rain.

<Jack gets up and as he walks past Matt, he leans in>

MHJ: Patrick said you had to be first.

<Moose walks away leaving Folz standing there somewhat confused>

[moose]

<we cut backstage and we see Banned From Everywhere wearing cowboy gear sitting on Drunkey and Drunkette. A blue screen has them on the plains of the west. The opening strains to Man of Constant Sorrow plays and Shiz walks out, decked out in a ten gallon hat and sequined cowboy shirt>

I am a man named Shizuru
I've seen trouble in that ring
I've gotta fight them saints a sinners
n'there's gonna be hell to pay

(Justin and Bill: n'there's gonna be hell to pay>

For the last few years I've been in trouble
with them Saints is where I'd be found
For, in this world, there's no justice
Them Saints done beat me down

(Justin and Bill: Them Saints done beat him down)

But now I have my banned of brothers
and we meet them Saints again
for, we're Banned From Everywhere
does that also include the ring?

(Justin and Bill: It does not include the ring)

We can take this fight to a back alley
and fight the Saints all day
Then you will learn the danger
of crossing BFE in any way

(Justin and Bill: Don't cross us in any way)

to violence, we's no stranger
Well leave you lyin' on the floor
Shizuru says one thing, that's a given
The Saints ain't gonna be so bad no more

(Justin and Bill: Them Saints ain't gonna be so bad no more)

CUT!

AA: that was perfect! Not great, but perfect!

JS: Is it a good idea to annoy the Saints before we face them?

AA: I mean I wouldn't do it, but you're not me

JS: Are you sure?

AA: What?

JS: What if you were me and I was you?

AA: How could I be you when I look at you and see you and not me?

JS: how do you know that this is not what you look like?

AA: Because I have SEEN me

JS: You've only ever seen your reflection or pictures of you

AA: Or video footage of me

JS: film can be doctored

AA: Why would someone do that?

JS: So we could do this promo

AA: I teamed with Johnny Adrenaline

JS: Or did I team with Johnny Adrenaline

AA: NO!

JS: Can you prove it?

AA: I.........YES! I teamed with Johnny Adrenaline, I am Attitude Adjuster!!!!

JS: You know what would prove it?

AA: What?

JS: Attitude Adjuster would give me five bucks, if you give me five bucks, that would prove that you are Attitude Adjuster!

AA: Yeah! <AA digs in his pocket and hands Justin five bucks> SEE!

JS: Well.....wait, if you were me, I would loan five bucks to you

AA: Then give me my five bucks back!

JS: No, if you are really me, then you would have another five bucks, and you would loan it to yourself. That would prove it for sure

AA: EXACTLY! <hands Justin another five bucks> see? That proves it!

JS: You're right! It does. I guess you are you after all.

<AA walks off triumphantly, Justin takes the money and walks over to Bill and Shiz>

JS: Anyone want some ice cream? I'll buy

ABFD: They got that chere PCPL flavored ice cream?

JS: We can ask

Shiz: Can we go to Carvel?

JS: Nope

ABFD: we banned from there?

Shiz: <crowd sings along> WE'RE BANNED FROM EVERYWHERE

ABFD: HAWT DAMN HE DONE DIDIFIED IT!

<the three jump in the air and high five, then we freeze frame and fade to black>

[DrMcAwesome]

MidWeek Mayhem (No. 926)
Great Falls, Montana
July 17, 2019

Los Defenestrators vs. The Draculs

• After a brief flurry of offense from The Draculs, the OOWF Tag-Team Champions take full advantage with El Ecosistema isolating Vlad Dracul with El Voltaje working quick tags with his masked partner.
• Vlad gets a momentary respite with an eye rake, but El Voltaje cuts off the tag try as El Ecosistema eliminates Tavian Dracul from the with a handful of churro dust and a good old “Mexican” right hand.
• Vlad tries the eyes again but is kneed in the torso and falls prey to Tigres de Ouchies.
• The pinfall – counted by Davis Hightower – is academic.

Your winners (pinfall, 3:18), Los Defenestrators!

Mac Flasher/Mystery Partner vs. Zed and “Silver Eagle” Jack Bullet
• With Zed and Jack Bullet already in the ring, Mac Flasher makes his way down the aisle, sans partner.
• Unfamiliar music hits as PHWF newcomer Joe (from Montana) makes his way to the ring.
• Mac is not impressed and demands that he start the match for his team against Zed.
• Mac and Zed chain wrestle to three standoffs, getting the requisite applause.
• Mac, who goads Zed into a test of strength, gets ahead with an old-fashioned knee to the gut.
• Mac takes Zed to his team’s corner and tags in Joe, who heads to the top turnbuckle to deliver an axehandle to Zed as Mac holds him.
• Joe connects … On Mac. 
• With Zed making his way to tag in Jack, Mac is furious with Joe.
• During their argument, Jack hits Joe with a dropkick from behind, sending the hometown boy into Mac.
• Mac, now livid, gets up and leaves the ringside area as fans pelt him with half-consumed concessions.
• Jack works over the rookie with a few tandem moves as Zed works the quick-tag game.
• A Raise Up/Silver Bullet DDT combo ends Joe’s night

Your winners (pinfall, 6:27), Zed and “Silver Eagle” Jack Bullet!

Postmatch: The Reverend BRICK~! hugs Zed and eagerly shakes hands with Jack, who is still quite wary of the good reverend’s past. It’s eventually all smiles as Jack even helps Joe to his feet as the hometown fans applaud his game effort.

Best-of-7 Series - Match 7: The Frenemies (3) vs. The Darling Twins (3)
• Kylie Mignolio and Bridget O’Malley enter the ring with a high-energy sprint, showing no ill effects of the burden of having lost a two-match lead.
• The Darlings – Alexander and Alexis – come down the aisle next, getting cheers, but paying little mind to them as they step inside the ring.
• Mel Creech handles the prematch instructions before ringing the bell. Alexander and Bridget start for their respective teams.
• Alexander wrestles Bridget to the mat, but misses a stomp as she rolls away and kips up.
• The next tie-up sees Bridget control Alexander enough to work him in the corner, where Creech asks for a break. Bridget obliges by mockingly dusting off Alexander, getting her hands slapped away in the process.
• A well-placed right hand from Alexander gets Bridget off balance, allowing Alexis the opportunity to tag in and hit a jaw-breaker on her knee for 2.
• After kicking out, Bridget promptly rolls away and tags in Kylie, who springs off the top rope and into a hurricanrana that sends Alexis flying through the ropes.
• Kylie follows with a suicide dive through the ropes that sends Alexis into the unforgiving barricade.
• Kylie plays to the fans as Alexis shakes the cobwebs. The two trade a few blows before beating Creech’s count, which was at 8 when Alexis rolled back inside.
• Kylie is waiting with a stomp and an elbow. Kylie rolls Alexis over to get 1.5.
• Kylie tags in Bridget, who delivers a snap suplex and a belly-to-belly suplex to get 2.
• Bridget stays on Alexis, working the lower back before trying to secure a Boston Crab, which Alexis easily escapes before the move is applied.
• Alexis tags in Alexander, who eats a dropkick from Bridget as he’s between the ropes. Alexis protests the dropkick with a right hand to Bridget, as Kylie hops in to start a pier-six brawl, as Creech tries to maintain control.
• Those attempts by the official are merely conceptual as the very familiar opponents aren’t letting up on this brawl.
• As Alexander and Kylie takes things outside, both grab weapons – Alexander a chair, and Kylie a kendo stick – before reentering the ring.
• Both swing and miss their respective weapons, but that’s all Creech needed to see as he calls for the bell.

Ladies and gentlemen, the result of this match: A double disqualification (10:56).

Postmatch: The teams stand off and exchange verbal barbs, with both reminding the other that they’ve been beaten three times already in this series as a “Next Week” chant fills the arena.

Six-person tag: The Saints of Sinners (“Black Magic” Stacy Kirkland, Moosehead Jack and Matt Folz) vs. Banned From Everywhere and Shizuru-Mune Mangyuniku-Cox
• The good old Southern boys and Shizuru surprise the Saints of Sinners with a triple dropkick as Matt Folz and Moosehead Jack fall to the outside with Stacy Kirkland remaining inside for Shizuru to hit a quick Eastbound and Down on her, getting 2.5 before Matt makes the save.
• Justin Sane insists to stay in the ring against Stacy. Awesome Bill from Dawsonville and Shizuru inexplicably allow this to happen.
• Justin gets a High-Risk Headlock on Stacy with the end result being a hangman’s neck breaker from Moose as he pops in and halts the proceedings mid-move.
• The annoyed Saints all get their shots in on Justin, who takes a hellacious beating from all three Saints – often at the same time as Angelo Barros sure as hell ain’t getting in there to enforce the rules.
• Moose and Matt put on a double-team clinic as Justin’s partners try to get the crowd behind the Marylander getting beaten in the Saints’ corner.
• Justin wills himself up after a modified German suplex/neckbreaker combo gets no pin try from Matt as he just barks taunts at Sebastian Davis, who is not involved in this match.
• Matt pulls a crawling Justin to the center of the ring and secures an ankle lock submission with Stacy and Moose cutting off Awesome Bill and Shizuru as Justin furiously taps the mat.

Your winners (submission, 8:26), The Saints of Sinners!

Postmatch: The Saints aren’t much for celebrating as they brutalize their now-fallen opponents with their trademark parade of finishers, first on Shizuru, then Awesome Bill and then Justin as Barros tries to wave help downward to ringside. Finally satisfied with their work as Banned From Everywhere and Shizuru lay broken on the mat, the Saints depart to a few cheers mixed in with vociferous jeers as OOWF Medical tend to the downed men inside.

World Title Elimination Match: Beverly Cambridge (c) vs. Sebastian Davis vs. Firewoman
• Firewoman tears into Sebastian Davis as Beverly Cambridge is content to let this happen.
• Firewoman and Sebastian trade vicious punches with Firewoman shrieking with each punch she throws. Eventually she gets the advantage with a discus elbow to the jaw.
• With Sebastian rolling out to get a break, Firewoman then turns to Beverly, who is very into the idea of this fight.
• The two women put on a more technical display, broken up as Sebastian rolls in with lariats for anyone standing, breathing and in possession of red hair.
• Sebastian tries to get Beverly up in a Spring Break Plunge, but Firewoman’s roll into Sebastian’s knee halts that attempt.
• Firewoman works over Sebastian’s knee as Beverly takes a breather, again content to allow the two challengers to tire themselves out. A strategy praised by Razz on commentary.
• Firewoman tries for a kneebar submission, but Sebastian is able to work himself free with a bit from his free leg to Firewoman’s temple.
• Sebastian, showing the signs of Firewoman’s leg-based assault, hobbles over and drops an elbow across Firewoman’s torso. That gets 1.5 from Davis Hightower.
• As Firewoman tries to stand up, Matt Folz starts a commotion with the fans as he appears on the top of the entrance ramp. Sebastian greets this with a middle finger and turns his attention to Firewoman, who secures the Texan in a secure small package, getting a stunning 3.

Ladies and gentlemen, Sebastian Davis has been eliminated (pinfall, 9:28)

• Sebastian is furious with almost everyone, protesting to Hightower, Beverly, cursing at a laughing Matt, who braces for Sebastian as he charges up the ramp to confront his heated rival before officials and yellow-shirted security break up the possible fight.
• Back in the ring, Beverly and Firewoman trade the advantage with quick mat work and a few quick strikes that increase the pace of the match.
• A DDT from Firewoman gives her the edge as Beverly sits up in a daze before falling back.
• Firewoman picks Beverly up and whips her into the ropes with a hurricanrana waiting on the other end. The pinball attempt gets 2.
• Another DDT lays Beverly on the mat with Firewoman eyeballing the turnbuckles.
• The challenger climbs the ropes and turns around, setting up for the Best Firesault Evar!, landing on her feet as Beverly sees the danger and rolls away fast.
• As Firewoman turns to Beverly, she takes a rising forearm from the champion, who then whips the staggered challenger into the ropes and greets her with a Pele kick on the other side.
• A belly-to-belly suplex gets 2 as Firewoman drapes her leg over the bottom rope.
• Beverly looks to the fans as Firewoman tries to shake the cobwebs loose.
• Beverly tries to engage Firewoman as she lay under the bottom rope, but is cut off by Hightower.
• This gives Firewoman the chance to recover and hit a springboard forearm that sends Beverly crashing to the outside.
• Firewoman promptly gets the stunned Beverly back inside, motioning with hands around her waist that the World Title will soon be hers.
• With Hightower conveniently checking on the champion as she staggers to her feet, Firewoman is stopped on her way into the ring by Sebastian, who hopped over the barricade with clangy pole in hand.
• A LOUD shot from the pole drops Firewoman where she once stood.
• Sebastian rolls Firewoman in the ring before exiting through the crowd.
• Beverly, although very confused by Firewoman’s sudden change of consciousness, makes a cover and gets 3.

Your winner (pinfall, 20:16) and STILL OOWF WORLD CHAMPION, Beverly Cambridge!

Postmatch: Matt Folz cuts off Sebastian’s escape as the two brawl their way back to ringside. By this point the remaining Saints of Sinners are waiting in the ring with various weaponry (Moosehead Jack with Happy Deth Bat IV and Stacy Kirkland with the giant wooden cross from The God Complex). Sebastian tries to stand off with the clangy pole, but thinks better of the idea and rolls away while still verbally taunting the Saints. Moose tries to give chase but is held back by Matt as Stacy checks on a woozy Firewoman.

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