JWA MANIA

[Daisy Turner]

Wink: The following contest is scheduled for... a 2-fall? First to me the count of 2 wins! Introducing already in the ring from Buenos Aires, Argentina... Augustina Argentina!! and her opponent... The latest punk rock sensation! Accompanied with there punk rock band. The Killer Divas. Here is... "Anarchy in the JWA" Daisy Turner!!!
(link to the song --> www.youtube.com/watch?v=VCTXWkiWkQs )

Punk rock music plays throughout the arena and standing center is Daisy Turner the "Anarchy in the JWA" she stands as the vocalist for the Killer Divas and she sings the song which will now be her theme song.

"Don't you know, Don't you know, I can be so strong. Not to break, anything, it's true! Did you know, that's not you, I am not myself I'm soooo... Crazy!"

As Daisy goes to sing the verse she removes the mic from the stand and makes her way to the ring

"In my head I'm asking why, what is wrong and what is right! What I bother you don't even care. And I feel so insecure, I'm a valiant for sure, why I tried so hard it's so unfair"

Daisy goes back to the chorus again and this time she is in the ring to sing the rest of the chorus and after that a few more beats play and the guitarist finishes the song with Daisy standing there in her new look which shocks the crowd. What a change!


The bell rings and the match is on. This special stipulation means that they only have to get a two count to win the match and Augustina strikes first with a schoolboy roll up 1, Kickout! Daisy kicks outs and grabs onto Augustina's legs pitting in a Jacknife Hold pin 1, Kickout! Augustina kicks out by holding onto Daisy and rising up. She then let's go before getting back into it with a back slide pin 1, Kickout! Daisy finally kicks out getting to her feet quickly and wrapping her legs around Augustina and putting her in a Gedo Clutch 1, Kickout! Augustina tries for another pinfall but Daisy stays in in the previous position before springing her feet up for a kangaroo kick knocking Augustina back. Daisy then gets to her feet and signals for the end.

Augustina crawls to the center and gets up and Daisy charges towards her, Daisy jumps up high getting her calves on Augustina's shoulders before coming down with a quick sunset flip, the Killer Diva Driver! 1, 2! Daisy Turner wins!

Chet: A quick short and simple match showcasing the new talent it seems Daisy has.

Rodd: And looking at Daisy's expression and celebration I have a feeling Daisy still has the nice girl attitude just with a fiery punk rock personality.

[Artemis]

Toni: My guest at this time, Artemis.

Artemis grabs the mic from Toni, completely ignoring that this is supposed to be an interview.

Artemis: First off, I'd like to give my congratulations to the only other woman in this company worth half a damn in Winter Hex. The Reminiscer showed exactly what the woman in JWA can be capable of. And I know I wasn't the only woman who was keeping a close eye on that match.

Toni (Practically off camera): What exactly are you referring to there.

Artemis: Let's just say there's only one kind of two-timer Jessie Aldean is capable of being. And it isn't regaining lost championships. Once I'm given my rightful rematch for my title, one where Chief Buffalo isn't screwing me over, she won't even get a whiff of that woman's title again.

Toni: What are you suggesting?

Artemis: Chief Buffalo's dropped her before because of her horrid behavior, and with her ogling over Greatest Wrestler of Doom, you can't say she at least isn't consistent with her type of guy, a big slab of a man she thinks is dumb enough to put up with her.

Toni: And your thoughts on Daisy's return match tonight and her new attitude.

Artemis: Daisy, you lose one title match without your sidekick Sakura there, and you go all about trying to dress up like some paramour riot girl like it'll change anything about the person hiding underneath that red facade. Stay out of my way, and I'll stay out of yours.

[Omega Satyros]

Legado Del Infierno vs. Glitter Guard

Puttergill: Ladies and Gentlemen, our next match, Diablo and Black Cat against Glitter Dash and Glitter Dazzle.

Desmond: And a certain satyr spector looms heavy over this match, as no one's heard from Omega since Super Glory.

The match is about to start, and Glitter Guard rush the ring, pounding away at Diablo. Black Cat rushes to Diablo's aid, with Dazzle and Cat battling up the ramp. The ref calls off the match as a no contest.

Desmond: What did Glitter Guard do this for, why ruin this matchup?

Puttergill: They have a title match over in Age of Elite next week, they're probably saving themselves for that.

Desmond: Even still, why accept this matchup then?

Puttergill: To get revenge on an old rival, after the feud between them and H2H a few years back.

The JerkTron lights up as Diablo makes his way to his feet, displaying a simple message in golden text. "WHAT DΩES IT TAKE TΩ WIN?"

[“The Relentless” Conor Caine]

PUTTERGILL: Waitaminute! Conor Caine wasn’t scheduled to appear here tonight!
DESMOND: It’s a good thing our last match was cut short!

Caine walks into the Mania studio to a huge pop and makes his way to the ring, dressed in street clothes with his faithful shovel slung across his shoulders. He makes his way into the ring where he calls for a mic.

CAINE: Chad Shredsbury, this week on Glory you saw fit to hang out on a beach and give me life advice, and I want to thank you…
PUTTERGILL: He’s thankful?!
CAINE: Thank you, Chad, for having the good sense not to give me any career advice.
DESMOND: Cold-blooded.
CAINE: And to your life advice I say this, I already have a hobby and I’m not ashamed to admit that it’s pretty intimate: you see, after a long, hard day I love nothing more than slipping into a comfortable pair of size thirteens with a steel toe cap and proceeding to kick the ass off absolutely anybody!

The fans cheer for the bravado.

CAINE: You’re feeling pretty cocky all the way out there on Jack-off Coast because I’m officially injured. You’re calling me, what was it, Conor “Walks With A” Caine? Chad, you’d want to come after me while I’m hobbled and limping, because that’s the only way you’d be able to keep up with me. But as things stand I have some bad news for you…

Conor pulls an envelope out of his back pocket and holds it up to the hardcam.

CAINE: This is a medical certificate from my personal physician that says I’m medically cleared to wrestle again. So just as soon as Kip Whistler can book it, you’re going to be the one “Walking With A Caine” and it’s one pissed off, ready to prove a point, Conor Caine on his S Game. Any time you want it, Chad, you bring yourself around to Glory. Like you said, I’ll always be there, carrying the company on my back! And bring your little metal detector too: you can take it to the ICU with you when I’m done, and the doctors there can use it to locate one of those aforementioned size-thirteens after I’ve broken my foot off in your ass! Get ready, or get gone!

[Omega Satyros]

Desmond: Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to JWA Mania!

Puttergill: And we're getting right into the action as Diablo is in the ring.

Diablo stood, mic in hand, the crowd cheering.

Diablo: There's been a lot on my mind for the past few weeks. So there's a few things I need to announce and get off my chest. First off, I need to address the promo Omega put out this past week on Glory. Omega, I get how it doesn't feel like it, but it's still early in your career. I know things haven't gone exactly how you envisioned them. You're frustrated about places where you came up short, overlooking how incredible a starting run you've had. You're in your head about it. You feel trapped there. You said something needs to change. And that's what I'm here to talk about. We can make that change together. And that change will see me stepping away from active, in-ring action.

The crowd gasps, curious about what Diablo means.

Diablo: As some of the more studied in the audience might know, April 2nd marks 25 years I've been in this business, since the day I turned 16 and was permitted to have my first match. This milestone means a lot to me. As I'm looking to wind down my career at this point, I talked with management, and will be opening Glory next week with a special 3-way Dance against two men who's stories here in the states have been woven with my own. It will be Diablo versus Seraph versus Vendaval. I know those two will have someone special in their corners, and Omega, it would mean the world to me if you and Black Cat would be in mine for this match.

Diablo left the ring to a chorus of cheers.

Desmond: Big announcement for this next episode of Glory.

Puttergill: That it is, the question that remains is if Omega will show up.

[The Greatest Wrestler OF DOOM]

Red Pirate Rogers stands in a room, arms folded.

Rogers: The only way we can truly be at our best, my friend, is if we are honest with one another. Now. Is there anything else you want to tell me?

The camera zooms out to see The Greatest Professional Wrestler of DOOM overflowing a tiny chair in the corner of a classroom near a window, like a child in detention.
DOOM shakes his head “no” feverishly.

Rogers: You know you can trust me not to be upset with you. But we simply must hold ourselves to higher standards than this, we are Champions after all. And I couldn’t not agree with you more that Duke Mongoose is an insufferable hooligan. But if we go around flipping over the cars of every—

A loud giggle is quickly muffled, and DOOM covers his mouth, the tries to cover it up by moving his eyepatch from the left to the right.

Rogers: Alright. Very well, then. Having a good chuckle at all of this… tomfoolery. I will leave you to your own reflections on the matter. But I will have you know this. If you are to be a man of honor, you must accept Mongoose’s challenge to a single match. There is no

DOOM: DOOM accepts. It is what DOOM wanted. DOOM accepts, Mongoose. At. Your. DOOM.

[Omega Satyros]

Honest Sal is in the ring, and "Andromeda" begins playing to a chorus of boos as Omega walks out.

Sal: Well, Omega, I think I'm in agreement with this crowd when I ask, why did you do that to Diablo?

Omega took the mic from Sal and turned his attention to the audience.

Omega: Tell me, is that really the question on all of your minds? Is that what you want to know.

The crowd roars out in response.

Omega: Well let me answer with a question of my own. What do you think "Whatever it takes." means? Because to me it means there's no line I'm not willing to cross if it'll get me to where I want to be in this business. A sentiment that Diablo knows quite well.

Sal: What do you mean by that?

Omega: Just look at that three way dance, he was more than willing to go back to his underhanded ways if it had a chance to help himself out. But when it came to helping someone else out, not just helping someone else, helping his prized protégé out, suddenly he doesn't want to do it. We had a plan going into Super Glory. He and Black Cat were supposed to thin out the herd. Instead, I guess he wanted to just stand there and look vaguely menacing.

Sal: Mick LeRay mentioned on commentary that Diablo and Black Cat seemed to be waiting on a signal.

Omega: The only signal they should've needed was "a guy is on the outside, pummel him to take him out of the match." Now, don't get me wrong. I don't blame Black Cat. He did what was asked of him, which was "Follow Diablo's lead." Because I know Black Cat isn't quite so used to going for underhanded tactics. Diablo is, but decided to ignore the plan.

Sal: What does this mean for Legado Del Inferno?

Omega: Legado Del Infierno. The Legacy of El Infierno. What a joke. I don't have time to go into it tonight, but tune into Glory. I'll have a special presentation to show exactly what kind of legacy Diablo has built for that dear old dad of his.

[Duke Mongoose]

Rodd Puttergill: Fans, we've got a special treat for you all this week. Duke Mongoose is going to grace us with his presence and participate in a tune-up match before his bout with The Greatest Wrestler OF DOOM on Glory.

Chet Desmond: Did you put air quotes around "special treat"?

Rodd: I thought you and Duke were buddies?

Chet: Not after that whole "The Chet" debacle.

Rodd: Ahh. Well, let's go up to our ring announcer to get this match underway!

Angela Apex: The following contest is set for one fall with a ten minute time limit. Introducing first, from Sin City... weighing in at two hundred and twenty-two pounds... "Fabulous" Lars Vargas!

Chet: Did this guy win a contest to see who could actually dress more ridiculously than Duke Mongoose?

Rodd: Indeed, poor Lars here looks like an AI generated image of every Las Vegas and Pro Wrestling cliche in the book.

("Fatal Charm" by Billy Idol begins to play as Duke makes his way through the curtain and down the aisle)

Rodd: Duke seems more focused than usual this week. Case in point: no awkward and hilarious posing.

Chet: He did tell DOOM to watch this match. Let's see what Duke's got in store - OH!

(As soon as Duke steps through the ropes he immediately goes on the attack, pummeling Vargas in the corner. Angela Apex scampers out of the ring to safety)

Angela Apex: And his opponent, Duke Mongoose!

Rodd: Angela got out there not a second too soon, and now referee Jay Fairweather is attempting to break this up.

Chet: This whole thing may end up as a no contest if Duke's not careful. Then again, maybe that was the plan all along?

(Fairweather manages to separate the two men. After conversing with Vargas, Fairweather calls for the bell to start the match)

Rodd: There's the bell and Duke immediately catches Vargas with the Running Neckbreaker Drop! No pin attempt, as Duke drags Vargas up and puts him into position - Jumping Piledriver!

Chet: Good luck hitting that one on DOOM.

Rodd: Again Duke doesn't go for the cover, and instead drags Vargas back up and this time plants him with an Atomic Drop! Vargas is staggering and grabbing at his tailbone!

Chet: I think we all know where this is going.

Duke: CALL YOUR GRANDMOTHER! THIS ONE'S OVER!

(Duke applies the Cobra Clutch to Lars Vargas in the center of the ring. Vargas verbally submits and Fairweather calls for the bell)

Angela Apex: Here is your winner by submission, Duke Mongoose!

Rodd: Duke tosses Vargas to the mat. What a show of disrespect. I love it!

Chet: You would. This certainly was an exhibition of Duke's greatest hits, but the real question remains: can he do any of that to the behemoth known as DOOM?

Rodd: I guess we'll have to tune in to Glory to find out. Fans, stay tuned because we've got more action coming up after the break!

(Duke shouts into a camera at ringside as he leaves, but the audio doesn't get picked up as we go to commercial)

[Omega Satyros]

"Satyr" by Andromeda plays, and Omega and Black Cat make their way to join Honest Sal in the ring. The audience is quick to make they're displeasure with Omega's recent actions known.

Sal: Omega, the fans really aren't fond of how you disparaged Diablo on Glory.

Black Cat motions for Sal to hand over the mic. Sal does so. Black Cat passes it over to Omega.

Omega: Frankly, Sal, I don't give a damn what the fans are or aren't fond of. If they want to act like I'm the problem for stabbing Normando in the back before he had the chance to do the same to me, then they can root for that bastard. They are more than welcome to join him in complete irrelevance.
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"Sympathy For The Devil" by The Rolling Stones hits, and Diablo rushes out to the ring, wearing his El Infierno mask. Black Cat tries to intercept him, only to be met with Shattered Skulls. Omega glares down his former mentor. Omega passes the mic back to Honest Sal before leaving the ring to check on Black Cat. Sal passes the mic to Diablo.

Diablo: Omega. I taught you everything you know about this business. I taught you what this mask means. So you sent your message loud and clear on Glory. You can disrespect me all you want, but you will not show my father that same disrespect. And if I have to beat that lesson of respect into you, then damnit I will. You want masks to burn? Fine. At Crash Carnival. You and me. An Inferno Mask vs. Mask match!

Diablo throws the mic at Omega.

Omega: You're on! Your legacy will burn!

[Omega Satyros]

"Sympathy For The Devil" plays with Diablo in the ring. The crowd cheers for him.

Diablo: Y'know, something's been in the back of my mind for a while now. For the past month, it's all been "Where's Omega? Why did you do it, Omega?" and no one's been asking me, "Why Diablo? Why did you go away from the plan"

Murmurs of curiosity arise fro m the crowd.

Diablo: Well let me tell you. I did it to try and keep him from this path. By now everyone knows the idea of Legado Del Infierno, but there's something more to it. My father described it as an insatiable drive to win. To me it felt more like a pervasive, festering compulsion to win, no matter the cost. And any form of disappointment only fed it more. I should have seen the signs before it was too late. I first noticed during Omega's Pinnacle matchup with Bad Luck Bradley. I'll admit at the time I was almost giddy seeing Omega embrace something of a darker edge, I can only imagine that's how my father felt seeing it in me the first time. As the Pinnacle went on, it started being more evident that Omega was actually starting down that darker path. That wasn't the path he wanted to follow.

Diablo shifted his footing, emotions starting to rise in him.

Diablo: But I ignored it, it was easy enough to do when, after the Pinnacle, Black Cat joined up, we formed the trio, and took on The Mutiny alongside Red Pirate Rogers and "Lord" Taylor Thorin. I felt so alive being in the ring with Omega. Then came the tag title match at Destiny, and the Forever Champs picked up the win. and that loss really ate at Omega, to the point he took it out on Duke night of. I should've caught it then and there, but it was Duke, no one can really begrudge someone for attacking Duke. Then came the First Blood match, when Omega, by virtue of Mack and Chad fighting to a draw the next week, not only secured his spot in the World Title 5-Way, but also was claimed as Palaestra's Champion. That's the thing about mythic phenomena, they tend to coincide. I contend now that that was the moment Legado Del Infierno ultimately took hold.

"Andromeda" By Satyr plays to a chorus of boos, and Omega comes out, flanked by Black Cat with his AOE Hardcore Title.

Omega: Wow Normando, I never knew. I never knew you would be this desperate to avoid accountability for your own choices. I lay bare the entirety of your career of backstabbing and betrayal, and rather than own up to it you suddenly whirl up some family curse? Tell me, if "Legado Del Infierno" is such a poisonous curse, why chose that as the name of our stable?

Diablo: To try and mitigate its effects while I thought I could. After you turned your back on Bad Luck Bradley and approached me and Black Cat about your plan to effectively cheat in the World Title 5-Way, I knew it was now or never to keep you from falling to this path. I knew one of my first class of trainees would bear this burden. This isn't the path you wanted.

Omega: I never changed paths. I haven't changed. I've done nothing wrong. How is it cheating when the Fatal 5-way by definition is no disqualification? You turned your back on me at Super Glory, so don't act like I was even the one to betray you. If these fans want to root for a mediocre backstabbing bitch, then fine. I exposed you for who you are, and at Crash Carnival, I expose you to face the consequences. If "Legado Del Infierno" is a drive to win, then I feel bad for anyone else to step into your training school, because apparently you can't develop that at all.

Diablo: You're wrong. These fans were behind you 100% until you turned on me. If you want to go down this path, then I have no choice but to show you exactly what lies ahead for you. You betrayed me. You betrayed them. Damnit, you betrayed the very mask you wear. And at Crash Carnival, if you want to seize Legado Del Infierno, then you will have to rip it from me. You will face the fiery wrath of El Infierno. You will burn, and, for your sake, I can only hope this wicked streak burns with you.

[“The Relentless” Conor Caine]

Conor Caine’s music hits and he enters the studio to applause.

CAINE: This Tuesday, Crash Carnival, marks the one year anniversary of my title win over Red Pirate Rogers; when I took the JWA Championship, and this company, put them both on my back and raised the standards here to levels that - evidently - the rest of the jabronis backstage could never hope to reach. I may no longer have the JWA Championship, and I might not have a match this Tuesday night, but I promise that I’m going to show up and do something as momentous as I did last year. I’m not gonna tell you who is in my crosshairs, I’m not gonna tell you what I’m gonna do, and I’m not gonna tell you when it’s gonna happen - all I’m gonna tell you is that you won’t want to miss it. Get ready… or get gone!

Caine drops the mic and walks out as the show goes off the air.

[Artemis]

Desmond: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to JWA Mania! We've got one hell of a show coming off of Crash Carnival.

Puttergill: And set to start us off, The Goddess of JWA, ARTEMIS!

"Run The World" By Beyonce plays, and an unfamiliar woman walks out, happily greeting the younger fans she passed. She enters the ring with Honest Sal.

Diana: Hello, and I'm sorry to disappoint, but following her outburst on The Blip, it has been determined Artemis requires a sabbatical from JWA, and she has requested me to fulfill her duties here until a such a time she can return.

Sal: And who exactly are you?

Diana: Oh, I'm Lady Diana Gallus, Artemis's closest confidant. I look forward to getting to know everyone here.

Sal: And, your trained for in ring combat?

Diana: Indeed. While I didn't go into this business as Artemis did, we trained together. I may be a touch out-of-practice in-ring. But I hope that will not be held against me or her. She did recommend I issue an open challenge here tonight to shake some of it off. Any takers?

A pair of women start making their way to the ring.

Puttergill: Well, this is looking promising. One of these women was an alternate who didn't make the cut for the Daisy World Cup, Scotland's own, The Boa, Nora Rivers! And the other, the latest product of the JWA Power Station, Leslie Gleam!

Leslie: You want a match, you've got it. Nora will make sure no one can stop me from breaking you.

Referee Tasha West rushes to the ring as Diana nods, before slapping Leslie across the face. That unexpected strike gives Diana the advantage, quickly locking her into an arm bar, and she taps. Tasha raises Diana's hand in victory as Sal announces it to the world.

[Omega Satyros]

"Eye of the Tiger" by Survivor sounds, and Black Cat makes his way to the ring. The fans booing his recent attack to get the AOE Hardcore Title and his continued association with Omega.

Black Cat: Well, if we're offering open challenges, I feel it'd be a shame not to join in. However, I will make it known that within the JWA Studios...



"Crank It Up" begins playing and Jonny Powell and Joel make their way to the ring.

Joel: We are the Wild Horses, and we'd like to challenge you to a handicap match for that belt.

Black Cat: Fine with me, but remember, this is the Hardcore Title.

Black Cat smacks Joel with the belt as the bell rings. Jonny tried to interfere but eats a kick from Black Cat. Black Cat climbs the ropes and nails a Shooting Star Press on both of them, before dragging Joel to his feet and driving him into the mat with a Lights Out DDT. Tasha West counts the three as Black Cat celebrates his successful defense.

[Artemis]

A vignette begins to play, first showing Diana on camera.

Diana: My apologies, Artemis was scheduled for a vignette for Glory, but I didn't have time to finish it before now.

The vignette changes to show Diana training backstage with the Power Station recruits. She steps away to turn her attention to the camera.

Diana: Daisy Turner, it is my understanding that you offered a title shot to Artemis "any time, any place." She was too caught up in the dissolution of her Hunters stable to pay that mind, however, I look to "Make a name for myself" and would like to meet you face to face on Glory. As for Mania, I have penciled in a tag match that I hope the crowd will enjoy

She turns to get back to her training.

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"Run The World" by Beyonce plays and Diana makes her way to the ring, alongside Trixie. They make their way to the ring as Desert Storm, Paradise Lost and Daisy Cutter, rushes to attempt a sneak attack.

Puttergill: I'm going to be honest Desmond, after seeing the Goddess, Diana just doesn't feel as exciting.

Desmond: Not as exciting? Why, because she doesn't try to cheat?

Diana manages to flip over Paradise, dragging her down with an arm. Trixie takes a shot from Daisy Cutter, eventually thrown into the ring steps. Diana throws Daisy into the ring, landing a standing moonsault onto her. Paradise rushes to break up the pin.

Desmond: What a start to this matchup. The training really paying off as Lady Diana looks to shake of the ring rust and make a statement here in JWA.

Puttergill: A statement as a placeholder? She said it herself, she's only here until Artemis comes back.

Desmond: If she proves herself well enough, she might just make a spot for herself outright.

Diana makes it to her feet, planting Paradise with a DDT as Trixie rushes into the ring, taking Daisy down with a Flying Head Scissors. Diana and Trixie lock in stereo Armbars, as Daisy Cutter ultimately taps out.

Desmond: And what a showing here tonight.

Puttergill: I don't know, something feels off about her.

Desmond: Come on, stop being a pessimist about this.

[Omega Satyros]

"Back in Black" by AC/DC begins playing, and Black Cat makes his way to the ring to boos.

Black Cat: Shut it, I got something to say.

The boos rain down harder.

Black Cat: I said shut it! Fine, I was going to offer you all a match for this. But clearly you don't deserve it. Looks like JWA won't get to see this for a while. Keep tuned for Monday Night Showtime to see the AOE Hardcore Champion defend this belt in a 5-man Gauntlet match. Maybe those fans will be more receptive to a good match.

He turns to leave as the Malarkeys try to rush him, Randall wearing a ref shirt. He ducks a clothesline from William before a Double Back in Black Stunner to both of them. He looks down at them before climbing the turnbuckle and landing a Shooting Star Press on both of them. He walks back up the ramp, leaving the Malarkeys in carnage in his wake.