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Armed and Dangerous Results! Oct 19, 2016 0:42:40 GMT -6

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Tristan Ambrose Vs Valquist

We cut back to ringside to hear DMX's version of "Ain't No Sunshine" echo throughout the arena, as Tristan Ambrose makes his way down to the ring, flanked by his manager Alexander Cappotelli.

Jerry Heisenberg: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, standing in at 5 feet and 11 inches, weighing in at 205 pounds. He hails from Seattle, Washington...TRRIIIISSSTAAANN AMMMMBRRROOOSSEEE!

Ambrose hops in the ring and immediately sets his sights on the stage for his opponent's entrance. "Last Of Our Kind" by Alter Bridge blasts throughout the arena as Valquist makes his methodical entrance, taking his time to soak up the reaction while not taking his eyes off the ring.

Jerry Heisenberg: And his opponent, standing in at 6 feet and 2 inches, weighing in at 235 pounds. He hails from Infinity City..."The Valiant"...VAAAAAALLLLQUIIIISSSST!

Valquist enters the ring slowly and removes his ring gear, just as he turns around he's jumped by Ambrose who starts pounding away on him in the corner before applying a clinch and firing knees right into his chest and face.

DING! DING! DING!

Ambrose sends him off to the ropes into the ropes, Val leap frogs over him before holding his ground and nailing Ambrose with a dropkick, causing Tristan to roll out of the ring to reassess the situation. Valquist hunts after him though and for a moment there's a chase as Tristan tries to make some space, he slides back in the ring and hits the ropes but Valquist is too focused, turning Ambrose inside out with a clothesline before going for a cover that only gets a two count.

Valquist immediately realises he's got Ambrose where he can finish him, and pulls him to his feet going for his patneted Sleeper Hold called Sanctuary but Ambrose slides out from the grip and backwards through Val's legs before pulling those legs out from underneath him so the former World Visionary Champion falls forward on his face. Ambrose jumps on top of him with a grounded headlock to slow the pace down. The crowd is heavily on The Valiant One's side as they clap in unison in an effort to get Valquist to turn the tide yet again, the adrenalin gets rolling again as Valquist pushes himself and Tristan up to their feet and starts delivering winding elbows into the sternum of Ambrose before hoisting him up and dropping him down on his shoulders with a huge Back Suplex! Valquist quickly transitions into an Arm Triangle on the ground, holding Tristan in the submission as Ambrose flails around before making it to the ropes!

The Valiant One pulls Tristan off the ropes and goes for an elbow drop but Ambrose is quick to roll out of the way as Val writhes in agony, clutching his elbow. Ambrose immediately targets the right arm now, stomping on the injured elbow before holding it down and dropping his knee across the tricep! He pulls Val to his feet and delivers a series of forearms but the former World Champion fights back with forearms of his own, he goes for a big clothesline but Ambrose kicks his arm away before nailing him in the chest with a hard headbutt! Valquist tries to reply with another swing but this time Ambrose catches the arm, slips it through Val's own legs and drops him across his knee with a Pumphandle Neckbreaker! He goes for a cover...AND VALQUIST BARELY KICKS OUT!

Tristan immediately picks Valquist up and goes for The Last Word, hooking the arm of a groggy Valquist, he hoists him upside down but Valquist escapes and lands on his feet before spinning Ambrose around and nailing him with a corkscrew Pele Kick! WHIRLWIND RIGHT TO THE SKULL! Ambrose is out on his feet! Val delivers a knee to his stomach before hitting the ropes and connects with an ENLIGHTENMENT KNEE! He goes for a cover and gets the 3 count!

DING! DING! DING!
Jerry Heisenberg: Your winner via pinfall...VAAALLLQQUIIIST!

Axel Reid: What a match that was, Tristan had Valquist in trouble with that injured arm but Valquist pulled out every big move he could hit in order to put away the young vetern in Tristan Ambrose!

Ruby Parvati: Tristan had Valquist where he wanted him! He got hit in the head twice! TWICE! He could have a bad concussion, this is horrible! He's such a lovely person, he's been looking out for members of the roster and this is how he's treated!

Tristan is barely coming to as Valquist celebrates his PPV win before making his way to the back, Cappotelli is visbily upset but is more worried about the health of his client who took a severe amount of punishment in order to be put away.

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Armed and Dangerous Results! Oct 19, 2016 1:00:00 GMT -6

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Post by the Unsound Sky on Oct 19, 2016 1:00:00 GMT -6

Ace Up Your Sleeve

The roar of the crowd was deafening, the excitement for each and every little thing on this night was received and awarded well. As we grew closer to the end of everything, the end of Armed and Dangerous -- there were questions still left unanswered, there were championship title matches that were going to rival one another, each participant going into their own, trying to one up each and every little thing that happened in the last one. The Joker’s Asylum match was the one that was coming up next, it was the match that was hands down the wild card.

From the mind of the Lady Joker herself, she wanted to raise the proverbial bar, wanting nothing more than to show VoW that she was a deserving champion, that she intend on putting the division on her back until the day came that she would go and challenge for the World Visionary Championship title. Facing whomever may be carrying the championship at the time. Both the champion and the challenger, wanting to make sure that their claims were both valid. One, fighting for the respect of the other -- and also fighting to ensure that once everything was said and done; there would be no question in who was the best, something she wanted to know for herself. The latter? Wanting to reclaim lost glory in hopes that the champion who succumb to her will and prove why she belonged, why she wanted to become a two time Xcel Champion to ensure the future of the division would be in good hands.

Two women fighting for something that they personally believe will be for the better good..
Two women fighting to prove why they are right..
Two women.. Fighting to beat the other one

This match was important, there were no other words that could possibly express that. To the Lady Joker? This match would be considered a notable one. Having felt like VoW’s attention was on other matches instead of her own. Having felt like she not only carried her rivalry with Constance Chapin, but has been the only one who has gone above and beyond the call of duty but still gets called out for more or less being her, but to some? Not being a true Xcel Champion.

Sitting in the locker room with the Xcel Championship title draped across her lap. Dressed and ready for war, her gaze stayed on the championship and vice versa, if you will. Her touch was gentle as she just ran her fingers through it, thinking about how many people have touched this championship title. Thinking back on the battles that have been waged for this championship title. Moreover, how many people would tell you that their time as Xcel Champion changed their lives. For the Lady Joker? It was about time to write a new chapter in the Xcel Championship history book. She wanted to make sure that each and every person who steps up knows what they are getting into. That she wasn’t going to smile in their face and hold her hand out to shake it on good terms at the beginning of the feud. That she wasn’t going to show mercy after someone has ran their mouth over and over and people in the back wanting her to stay face. The Lady Joker was more than willing to put her cards on the table and show the world what it meant to her to be a champion!

It was unusual though, knowing that there would be someone type of interview before such a match like this. Knowing that her opponent was on pins and needles going into this one -- never having been in a steel cage match, one in which Massey has found much success in. Exhaling, she knew that she was going into war. She knew that she was going to have to give it her all -- but those pre-match jitters set in, reminding her.. She was still human. Taking her away from her thoughts? A simple knock on her locker room door - probably no one but staff trying to let her know about the start of her match. As the door opened though? It was someone TOTALLY unexpected.. Someone that the fans in the arena gave a roaring ovation for due to their time away from the company..

Scarlet Flint: What up bitc—

Before she can finish her statement, she stops herself.

Scarlet Flint: My bad yo’. I forgot they was some prudes around these parts.

She takes a couple of steps into the locker room. Having her attention swayed from the Xcel Championship title, the mahogany eyed woman just stared at the former I4NI Champion and shrugged her shoulders with her hands out. That signature Lady Joker smirk on her features.

Gwendolyn Massey: S-bleep!-.. we are on pay per view.. I mean, you have pay to see this shit.. I can only imagine that saying what’s up bitch would slide for one night.. Now F-BLEEP-? Different story..

The Lady Joker let out a chuckle before she stood up, draping the championship on her shoulder and greeted Scarlet the proper way due to their relationship outside of the business and wrestling world. Moving the hair out of her face as she returned to her seat, she was suddenly greeted with a sense of wonder.

Gwendolyn Massey: Scarlet? Why in the hell are you here at Armed and Dangerous and how did you get past security?

Scarlet Flint: I told them who the hell I was, and they moved out the way—simple.

She shrugs mildly. Nodding her head, Massey agreed with the woman’s sentiment with a small smile on her features

Scarlet Flint: As for why I’m here, meh, I was in town and was craving some violence. And since I ain’t gotta work this week, I figured this would be the next best thing.

Gwendolyn Massey: I see, so you are anticipating that Armed and Dangerous would be the place for that? I mean, considering the fact that in a few moments, I will be going into my house and showing not only the world but Constance why you can’t keep down the Lady Joker? What else do you think will be violent? I mean.. Considering what the main event is.. I am expecting a clean sweep and we will be off to Breakthrough..

Massey laughed a bit before she went back to having a straight face due to the lack of amusement in the joke.

Gwendolyn Massey: I can assure you that you are looking at the next best thing though, especially after tonight.. I promise you that.

Scarlet waltzes over and takes a seat next to her. Feeling comfortable, she places her Chucks up on the bench.

Scarlet Flint: Let’s cut the bull. You know there’s only two matches that really appeal to me.

She holds up her right index-finger.

Scarlet Flint: Tyron versus Heath—more so because they are about the beat the holy livin’ piss outta’ each other.

She holds up a second finger.

Scarlet Flint: And yo’ match.

She puts her hand down.

Scarlet Flint: Ya’ know why tho’?

Shrugging her shoulders, Massey tilted her head.

Gwendolyn Massey: I don’t know.. But I am damn sure you are going to tell me and the rest of the VoW Nation..

Scarlet Flint: First, you the homie. Two, Nina and Ryan be telling me about how you get. You been working ya’ butt off, yeah? And yet, I bet you still feelin’ downtrodden, neglected, low. Everybody in VoW talking bout Massey. Yo’ name is buzzing, you’ve yet to be pinned—but you feel like you aint getting the respect you want; sound about right?

Gwendolyn Massey: You right.. But I intend on making all of that change tonight. I want there to be blood. I want people to question whether or not this was a good choice for my opposition. Scar, when I go out there.. I want people to know the name.. Know that no matter who is at the end of the card, when the Lady Joker is on it.. They know that they are in for a good night..

Scarlet lets out a small sigh.

Scarlet Flint: I feel ya’. Gwendolyn, you gotta remember, at the end of the day, this a business yo’. VoW see money in Emma and Stacy. Emma can rile people up. And Stacy got that feel good story that make the kiddos and parents rush to Ticketmaster. I know you frustrated, but it is what it is.

She folds her arms.

Scarlet Flint: As weird as this may sound, it don’t matter if ya’ in the main event or not—real spit. You’ve built a reputation here aggression and violence. You’ve shown hoes that you aint no one to be messed with. You and the good professor have already had two hellacious matches, and this one is about to go above and beyond.

She nods.

Scarlet Flint: You wanta really stick it to em’? Go out there out and elevate that belt. Go out there tonight and make em’ regret everything.

Hearing Scarlet’s words, having been the only person who has even thought about stopping by and saying anything, Massey nodded her head as she stood up with the championship title still on her shoulder and just began to laugh

Gwendolyn Massey: It’s funny.. Even though you said all of that.. People are still going to assume that other s-bleep!- is still hot fire when it is just that. But what you said is true.. The professor and myself are going to go to class and I don’t believe she’s going to like the lesson.. Simple, right?

Scarlet Flint stands up.

Scarlet Flint: Forget them people—you wrestle for yourself, not for them.

She then heads towards the door.

Scarlet Flint: And I better see some blood out there tonight, or ima fight you afterwards.

Last Edit: Oct 19, 2016 1:10:39 GMT -6 by the Unsound Sky

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Armed and Dangerous Results! Oct 19, 2016 1:03:37 GMT -6

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- Joker's Asylum Match -
(Xcel Championship is on the line!)
Gwendolyn Massey (c) Vs. Constance Chapin

Gwendolyn and Constance are both in the ring to start while the cage lowers. Chapin just leans back against one of the corners looking around calmly and watching the ringside workers putting the fasteners in place. Massey spends the time moving around her half of the ring, shaking the cage and casting wicked grins at her opponent. Constance only looks at her once with a quizzical look but pays the antics no mind otherwise. With things in place and properly bolted, the official starts the match.

The similar styles immediately come into play. A series of holds is quickly flitted through with Constance starting by putting Gwen in a side headlock before Massey twists out and sweeps her leg then dropping into a simple side armbar. The series continues with Constance rolling her body up and putting Gwendolyn into a headscissors and twisting her away.

Both of them get back to their feet, and the match is at square one again after the exchange. More cautious but quick holds follow with neither really able to get an advantage. However, the sly grin on Gwen’s face is definitely fading as the stalemate goes on while Constance’s stoicism never falters except for an occasional twinge of pain. Eventually Massey finds herself in a bow and arrow hold with Chapin’s knee grinding her spine as if trying to wedge itself in-between her vertebrae. Constance says something imperceptible to even the ring-side microphones, but she says it with a look of total calm on her face.

The taunt, whatever it was, enrages Gwendolyn, causing her to struggle harder but with no obvious strategy. Finally, she gives a bit of a yell and finds a way out…by rolling backwards! Exhibiting some impressive flexibility and range of movement in her arms, Gwendolyn is able to kick her feet back over her head while rotating her shoulders and land with her knees on either side of the newly on-her-back Chapin. Massey sees a chance to hook a leg but only gets a one count before Constance twists free and gets a shoulder up.

The two again get to their feet and renew the feeling out process. About 5 minutes have passed due to the holds being exchanged, and neither woman looks the slightest bit winded. Gwendolyn’s confidence seems to have been restored a bit also after the successful counter into a pin, even if she did not get a fall. Massey makes the first move, trying to tie-up with Chapin, by grabbing for her opponent’s wrist. Constance spins on her heel and uses the back of her other fist to slam into the side of Gwen’s face.

The advantage is pressed and Chapin flattens Massey with a hard clothesline before dropping down and locking in an inverted facelock while prone, using her body weight to hold down and wrench the neck of the supine Lady Joker. Gwendolyn quickly tries to roll her body over, but Constance simply moves with her shift and rolls through. Massey continues to try and twist free, but Chapin goes with her, keeping the inverted facelock cinched in deeply and slowly working the air out of her opponent.

After a minute or so of the futile twisting and rolling, Gwendolyn feints one way then rolls the other, wrenching her own neck but serving to get Constance off balance enough for The Lady Joker to bridge both of their bodies up then twist and slam Constance hard enough to break the hold. The wind is taken out of Chapin’s sails just long enough for Gwendolyn to drop a knee right onto her face. The ensuing action takes a new course as Gwen drops another knee before pulling Constance upright just to hit her with a snap suplex.

Satisfied with the attacks, Gwen is able to mount her own offense with an omoplata on the somewhat stunned opposition. Massey is able to keep working the shoulder, but Constance will does not allow her to get any auxiliary holds in place while the two struggle on the mat. Finally, Chapin is able to use leverage and momentum to twist herself through into a pinning predicament of her own. Just like Massey’s earlier attempt, this attempt only gets a count of 1.

The two go back and forth for another few minutes, each digging into their arsenal of holds and counters from their arsenals. However, as the battle continues, Constance’s calm nature is clearly frustrating Gwendolyn. Eventually, after both had just recovered from a rope walk tornado DDT from Massey to Chapin where Chapin was able to clutch the legs and turn it into an almost-spinebuster to leave both women in pain, The Lady Joker tries to score the first fall by using her One in the Chamber flying armbar. The move proves to be premature and well-scouted by Constance, and Chapin is able to hold Massey in the air just long enough to slam her down and force her to let go of the grip on Chapin’s arm.

With Gwen’s breath knocked from her lungs, Constance drags her back to her feet and hoists her opponent onto her shoulders before lifting her off to fall onto Chapin’s knee, further serving to complicate the breathing situation. The advantage is just enough lock in her Constance Sorrow reverse figure four leglock submission. Massey’s breathless situation keeps her from being able to fight back until the hold is safely in place and wracking her legs with pain. She has no choice but to tap out and concede the first fall to Constance.

First Fall: Constance.

Chapin releases the hold as instructed so that both wrestlers can get back to their feet for the second fall. Gwendolyn hobbles slightly, and the official checks on her to see if she is okay. Infuriated by losing the first fall, Massey rushes past the official and catches Chapin with a brutal End Game knee kick. The impact flattens Constance, who was caught totally unawares due to the referee being between the combatants when the charge started.

The dazed state is immediately used to The Lady Joker’s gain as she locks in a rear naked choke while grapevining her legs around the midsection of Chapin. The well-read and intelligent woman immediately begins struggling for oxygen while Massey tries to hyperextend her body, bending it backwards to force the victim’s diaphragm to remain extended, meaning only shallow breaths are possible even without the arm brutally clamping her throat shut. Calm quickly comes back over Constance, and she taps out soon after the hold is applied, willing to concede the second point to prevent too much damage being done just before the deciding third fall.

Second Fall: Gwen.

Again, the official quickly intervenes to break up the winning hold. Gwendolyn’s eyes flash with anger, knowing exactly what her opponent just did, so she keeps choking Chapin for a couple more seconds before the referee all but pries her arm free. Frustrated, Massey gets to her feet and starts to pace the inside of the cage, as if just realizing the confines they are both locked inside. A still cool-headed but annoyed Constance gets to her feet and stares down The Lady Joker.

With ill-intent etched on her face, Gwendolyn slowly moves towards Constance. She feints a collar-and-elbow tie-up then launches a kick to the knee. The attack is successful and drops Chapin to one knee. Gwendolyn then runs the ropes and comes back with a rolling koppu kick. Unfortunately, Chapin twirls to her right to avoid the kick and springs up behind Massey, locking her in a half-nelson before completing the Cobra clutch, letting Massey struggle in the hold for a moment.

Just when Gwendolyn starts to fade, she is snapped back to a painful reality by a legsweep. This is immediately followed by another Constance Sorrow. The Lady Joker fights and struggles. She attempts to roll the hold in order to reverse the pressure, but she cannot get it done. The tolls of the long match have worn on her and being in the defensive position makes her job that much harder. However, the stipulation of the match means she cannot submit.

The pain is excruciating and is only getting worse with each second in the hold as her ability to fight back wains. Yells of anguish come from inside the cage. As the time in the hold reaches two minutes, she has almost entirely given up fighting and her eyes start to roll back from the intense and extended torture. The official finally stops the match, declaring it to be a TKO since Gwendolyn can no longer even attempt to defend herself...

Jerry Heisenberg: The winner and ONCE AGAIN XCEL CHAMPION... CONSTANCE CHAPIN!!!

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Armed and Dangerous Results! Oct 19, 2016 1:06:24 GMT -6

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Steel Yourselves

Following a word from our sponsor, we cut back to the backstage area, James Cornett is shown leaning on the wall in the hallway with Farrah Martell by his side. Whatever they're talking about is very amusing to both of them, given their smiles and laughter. JMC pauses to take a sip of water from a bottle while Farrah continues to describe something that's amusing enough to almost cause the big man to spray his sip of H20 all over the wall. That, of course, gets a loud laugh out of Farrah which is cut off with a squeak when James puts a large arm around her shoulders and pulls her in. With him being almost six and a half feet tall and her a few inches over five feet, they look rather mismatched in person.

Ruby Parvati: I can't imagine her being that funny. Come to think of it, over Twitter she's a pretty huge bitch, truth be told.

Axel Reid: One might think that would endear her to you. She's not someone who minces words or hides what she feels. She tells you what she thinks and doesn't seem to care about consequences.

Ruby Parvati: James just posts weird stuff... strange insults... gives me a headache.

The two continue their conversation in closer quarters when someone else walks up, getting the attention of James. The camera pans back a bit to show Saul Morgan. Lifting his arm from Farrah's shoulders, James shakes the man's hand as does Farrah herself.

Saul Morgan: Ain't interrupting nothin', am I?

James Cornett: Not at all. Got a feeling I know why you're here, though. You got the message too?

Saul Morgan: Yeah, in DMs. You seen anything yet?

James Cornett: Nothing yet. Things have been situationally strange lately, though, so maybe something came up...

The men trail off in their conversation, glancing about as though looking for someone. Turning back to one another, both men shrug before a voice calls out from off-camera, quickly drawing their attention.

?: I apologize for my tardiness, gentlemen.

The view shifts to the other side of the hallway, showing Zahara Matisse walking toward Saul and James. The fans cheer for the Magical Maiden happily, having not seen her in some time where VoW shows were concerned. She makes her way to both men, taking their hands in turn and embracing Farrah with a small smile. The magician steps back, looking at all three with a calm expression, her smile brief and quick to settle.

Axel Reid: Zahara looks a little... different to me. What do you think, Ruby?

Ruby Parvati: You talking about the limp or the scar on her forehead? The girl's been getting worked over in P10W, I heard. Wish I'd seen it.

Axel Reid: Only you would revel in someone else's misery. I'm serious, though: she doesn't seem the same. No smile, no spring in her step...

Ruby Parvati: What, were you expecting her to dance? Not on a gimpy leg.

Taking a slow breath, Zahara chooses her words carefully when she speaks.

Zahara Matisse: I wanted to meet you both here to discuss business. I'll waste as little of your time as possible in that regard. Would you mind, though, if we talked somewhere private?

Glancing over her shoulder at the camera, Zahara then quickly turns back to James as he speaks.

James Cornett: Sure. My locker room's this way. No chance of being bothered there.

Falling back as Saul and James move first in that direction, Farrah steps in next to her friend and gently touches Zahara's arm with her fingertips.

Farrah Martell: You okay, Zee?

Zahara Matisse: Sure. Why?

Farrah Martell: Don't bullshit me. I can read you better than anyone. What's on your brain?

Zahara Matisse: Business, F-Bomb. Just business. I'll tell you all about it after the show. We'll pick up dinner and hang out before I catch my flight to Lousiana.

Farrah Martell: I'm holding you to that.

She nudges the magician, who nudges back and finally lets out another small smile as they disappear into the locker room along with Saul and James, the door closing behind them. The cameras cut back to ringside with Axel and Ruby.

Axel Reid: Business... that can only mean one thing considering the company the Enchanting One is keeping: the Third Eye Open tournament. She, Saul and James form one of the teams.

Ruby Parvati: They drew the short end of the stick, then, though I'm not sure who's got it worse. The homeless guy, the scarred braggart or the gimpy magician. At least we'll only have to suffer through them teaming once.

Axel Reid: You severely underestimate all three, Ruby, but I'm not going that road. Perhaps we'll hear more on this as the evening progresses...

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Armed and Dangerous Results! Oct 19, 2016 1:15:21 GMT -6

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One for the Road

In the silence of her locker room, Emma Carlisle paces back and forth in front of the lighted mirror, the World Visionary Championship set neatly in the center of the counter. It catches the glow of the lights, shining brightly like a polished penny as Death paces. She finally comes to a stop and puts her hands on that cold surface, facing the belt... staring at it with something close to hunger in her eyes. Whereas before there was tension in her posture and expression, when she focuses on the championship a calm washes over her. No more pacing, no more scowling.

Axel Reid: The champion looks more than ready despite how rigid she is right now. And that's good considering how fired up we all know Stacy Jones will be tonight.

Ruby Parvati: Casper the Friendly Ghost clashing with the Grim Reaper herself. That's a mismatch no matter how much sunshine you try to blow in these peoples' faces, Axel. This woman ended a legacy when she shut down English.

Axel Reid: And Stacy went on to beat English herself, so what does that tell you?

Pulling on her gloves, Emma now has her eyes on herself, staring into her own pools of bright blue. Her pale features are set and cold though a thin smirk peeks out after a fashion while she straps the gloves on tight. Grabbing her cloak and draping it over her shoulders with a flourish, she clasps it shut and turns, title over her shoulder, to head out of the locker room. As she steps out into the hallway, she finds Joanna Thade and Katalina Star awaiting her, both still geared from their respective matches earlier in the evening. Death looks upon her fellow riders for a moment before allowing a smile that was... well, it was kinda warm. She looked upon them fondly.

Emma Carlisle: It is time, sisters. I could easily sit back and say that I've made my statement just by winning this championship but that isn't nearly enough. And while I may have been hard on Stacy leading into this war I am fully cognizant of the fact that she has the wherewithal to take this prize from me.

She glances to the title, her face setting in stone once again.

Emma Carlisle: This... is more than just a belt. This is a symbol, an example to everyone in VoW that our revolution can and will happen. We took their pillar away from them and sent him scrambling into the wastes, damaged beyond repair. It is on us to carry forward with the revolution now. This represents all of us, not just me. When I go out there tonight against Jones, I'm not going alone. You two will be at my side every step of the way. And for that, I'm eternally grateful.

Axel Reid: That's not the Emma I know...

Ruby Parvati: She believes in her fellow riders and they believe in her. It's a little too mushy for my tastes, but you got to admire the bond they share.

Axel Reid: Still...

War and Strife nod, the three women coming together with arms around shoulders for a moment before Emma parts from them. Both Joanna and Katalina look after her as she heads down the hallway, saying nothing. Emma is soon out of sight and the cameras cut back to ringside for the Main Event of the evening...

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Armed and Dangerous Results! Oct 19, 2016 1:22:16 GMT -6

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- Main Event -
(World Visionary Championship is on the line!)
Emma Carlisle (c) Vs. Stacy Jones

After both challenger and Champion have been introduced and talked up in regard to this being the main event, they lock eyes and stare each other down as the referee explains the rules and rewards of this contest. Both nodding their understanding, they prepare for the bell, which strikes momentarily. A classic collar and elbow lockup follows after a quick circle around the ring. Neither woman gives as Emma forces Stacy into the corner only to be separated by the referee. A few words are exchanged before the whole process is repeated with Stacy the aggressor.

After another break it’s clear how evenly match the two women are so after circling again Emma gets the upperhand with a quick leg sweep into a mounting position. While the champion does show her dominance and aggressive nature. However the second Death lets up to evaluate her work, Stacy uses her years of mat wrestling experience to turn Emma’s control into a display of experience and technical prowess against flexibility and tenacity.

The women are forced to stop fighting to prove who can make the better human pretzel after Stacy is the first to solidly lock in a submission at she traps the world champion in a STF. Struggling to find a counter or the ropes Emma is forced to roll herself and Stacy out of the ring at the cost of her leg. Toppling out of the ring Emma is able to force a break only to be greeted with a hard Shining Wizard as she takes a few steadying breaths.

Rolling Emma into the ring Stacy perches on the apron before giving into the crowd and climbing the top rope. Her attack never lands though as Emma rolls out of the way before dodging Stacy’s next assault and rolling her opponent up. A quick two count brings the match back to a lesson in grappling, holds, and counters as Stacy and Emma show off their respective skill on the mat.

Stacy again gets the advantage and begins to set up “Your Final Penance,” but Emma isn’t about to be caught again. Instead Emma strikes her way out of the predicament and shifts tactics. Bring the match to their feet, Emma begins trading elbows and punches earning the crowds emotional backing towards both women as the usual chant is lost as more and more blows are traded. Eventually only the sound of skin and bone connecting can be heard as the crowd watches the two women split each other open the hard way, shouting their passion in each other’s face between blows.

Bouncing off the ropes and connecting with a big boot, Emma wins the trade of raw power, only to be caught in a small package that sends the message Stacy won’t just roll over and die like Emma screams for her to. The match becomes a back and forth trade of big moves and nail biting counters. Pins are few and far between as neither woman wants to risk the other getting a quick counter.

It isn’t long before the big guns begin to be pulled out. Stacy is the first and manages to hit a Stacy’s Kick into a Times Arrow, but Emma still manages to kick out and manages to turn Stacy’s attempt at another “Your Final Penance” into her Melodious Nihilism in which Stacy barely gets to the ropes. Utilizing her advantage the world champion measures her challenger before delivering a combo of her, Pale Steed into a Waking Nightmare. However to the crowd’s and announcer’s relief Stacy not only manages to kick out of the follow up pin but pulls Emma into a sleeper hold.

Barely able to get to her feet Emma tries to force a break with the help of the turnbuckle, but Stacy holds on. It isn’t until the referee begins to question Emma’s consciousness that the Champion uses her remaining strength to bring both her and her assailant to the outside by falling over the top rope and using Stacy as a cushion. Not letting the champion breath Stacy continues her offense, using everything at her disposal. After tossing Emma into the ring steps Stacy motions to the crowd before pounding her heart and delivering The Black Eclipse. Feeding off the emotion Stacy throws Emma into the ring before measuring the champion.

Calling for the end Stacy sets Emma up for Stacy’s Judgement before a quick thumb to the eye lets Emma hit the Countdown to Extinction. Coldly ignoring the crowd Emma crawls away as she looks at Stacy in shock. Sitting in the corner Emma gathers her thoughts as she watches Stacy stir. Not letting her opponent get the advantage Emma moves in and tries to set her Kiss the Abyss, Stacy takes the legs of the champion out from under her and finally manages to lock in “Your Final Penance.”

Locked in and writhing Emma screams her defiance and refuses to submit. Stacy adds as much pressure as she can but Emma uses her flexibility and frees her legs. Stacy maintains the Chickenwing as Emma gets to her knees, but once on one foot Emma lunges backward. As the two women tumble backward Emma grabs Stacy’s head and locks in her own submission “Chaos Calling.” The referee begins to count as Emma locks it in too close to the ropes and Stacy grabs hold while groaning in agony.

Emma stands and argues with the referee for getting involved but the time gives Stacy an opening. Spinning Emma around Stacy grabs her arm in another attempt at Stacy’s Judgement but gets pulled in by the very hand she grasped. Emma while taken by surprise uses her grip to set up and deliver Kiss the Abyss to Stacy. The ring covered in blood both women brought to the edge Emma falls back onto Stacy as the referee counts, Stacy kicks out a microsecond after the ref’s hand hits a third time.

Jerry Heisenberg: Your winner and still VoW World Visionary Champion... EMMA CARLISLE!!!

And we fade out on the VoW logo...

Last Edit: Oct 19, 2016 3:33:22 GMT -6 by the Unsound Sky

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