JWA Glory Episode 201 - Penguino (C) v Pierre

[Dyno]

JWA Glory Episode 201 - JWA OPENWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Penguino (C) v Pierre

The show begins by the cameras sweeping the arena as JWA fans of all ages are jumping up and down in excitement. Several signs are focussed on for the various JWA stars.

LERAY: "It's Tuesday and you know what that means! It's time for JWA Glory!"

As Dokken's "Into the Fire" fades out it is replaced by "Halls of Valhalla" by Judas Priest and the crowd's enthusiasm goes up a notch as Dyno walks out!

He is dressed in a rather smart suit this week and is carrying a clipboard with him as he stands on the top of the ramp.

DYNO: "Ladies and Gentlemen...welcome to GLOOOORRRRRYYYYYYYYY! Mr Whistler is taking a well earned holiday this week and left me in charge but he forgot to leave me the keys to his office which is why I'm out here!

Obviously we're rolling on the back of another incredible week in thet JWA with Super Glory and Friday the 13th last week!

We crowned a NEEWWWWWW JWA Champion last week as the Duke rolled back the years to overcome Winter Hex. Who's will be Mongoose's first challenger? Will Winter want a rematch?

It was business as usual for the Tag Champs last week as Conor and Omega squeaked by the Pirates of DOOM in an incredibly tight, brutal, match. Will Red and Doom look for *one* *more* *match* or will others come to the fore?

With another Friday 13th event upon us in 3 short months, what does Slashmaster have in store? Arizona showed why he is considered one of the all time greats but even he couldn't find a way past the behemoth. Who will be his next victim or who will step up to face the behemoth??

It seems Lord Thorin got a measure of revenge against his former assistant last week, and with rumours of a retirement circling, will we hear from his Lordship tonight? Lady Gallus meanwhile wins the latest leg in her ongoing war with Artemis, but knowing Artemis, it isn't over yet!

Pierre fell victim to The Fright in an impress..."

At this point the lights in the arena flicker a few times, causing Dyno to pause momentarily. They return to normal and after a short wait, Dyno resumes...

"As I was saying, an impressive showing from Bayou's alter-ego got the job done against Pierre. Which version of Burl will we see tonight...

Pierre meanwhile has to recover quickly as in TONIGHT'S MAIN EVENT he steps up to challenge Penguino for the JWA Openweight Championship! Penguino's been on fire the last few months, and last week's rest will be to his advantage but never count out the big man!

Now without any further delay, let's get down to ringside and get this show going!"


(The polls will be open for at least 24 hours. It doesn't matter who you vote for, just that you participate!)

[Pierre The Enormous]

*I lumber my way to the ring taking a moment to meditate*

[Omega Satyros]

DOMINATION hits and Domination Inc. make their way down to the ring.

Omega: Ladies and Gentlemen, I think I speak for most folks here that there is a bittersweet joy coming out of Super Glory. As has been announced, Winter Hex has been signed to a big multi-movie contract, where she will star alongside Domingo Rodriguez. With that big news she got just before the start of her match, it only follows there were other things on her mind. There had to have been in order for someone the likes of Duke Mongoose to hijack the World Heavyweight gold from her. Of course, that means she will be stepping away from JWA, just as Daisy wins SUNDOM gold and looks to be sticking there for the time being. That leaves the question: "What's next for Domination Inc.?"

The crowd ring out a chorus of vitriol.

Omega: If you'd all shut up for a moment, I'd be happy to fill you all in. The Alpha & Omega will continue being the only tag team on this roster worth a damn. Mack Caliber has spent the past few weeks in his unrightfully demanded exile training himself up to be better than ever. So while Duke's off doing whatever he's doing, Mack is here ready to bring that World Heavyweight Title back to Domination Inc. And one more thing, I'd like to officially elevate an auxiliary to Domination Inc. proper. The Chi to our Alpha, Omega, Gamma, and Delta. BLACK CAT!

"Back in Black" sounds and Black Cat emerges wearing a jacket marked with an X. The crowd can't make it clearer that they can't stand the spectacle being put on before them.

Black Cat: Thanks for the lovely welcome. Now let me make one thing perfectly clear. Domination Inc. is here to stay. The Pirates of DOOM have finally been put to pasture, and there's no tag team that can even hope to stand against us. And after Mack seizes the World Heavyweight title, there's nothing stopping our reign over the JWA.

[“heartBROKEN” Mack Caliber]

I am backstage, staring at a picture of Winter Hex, my eyes slightly moist. I stare for a few moments, then look up at myself in a floor to ceiling mirror. I stand up, and while I certainly look debonair in my full tuxedo, my face betrays that I don’t feel that way. My face contorts, and a rear back and throw the picture at the mirror full force, shattering both.

I tear the tux off of me, revealing I was wearing jorts underneath the tux. I scream:

This is who I put on to try to win her affection.
I think it’s time I turned in another direction.

I walk out of frame, but the broken glass and torn tux remain.

[Slashmaster]

The lights inside the JWA Arena dim to a flickering crimson, and the eerie, foreboding theme of Slashmaster echoes through the speakers. Slowly, the camera cuts to the center of the ring, where the masked monster stands motionless, a figure of darkness amidst the swirling fog. His cold, unblinking eyes pierce through the mask as he grips the microphone. The crowd murmurs in anticipation, still reeling from his brutal victory over Arizona Chance at Friday the 13th.

I won. I did exactly what I set out to do...
I beat Arizona Chance.
I buried the hero of JWA.

And yet…

It wasn’t enough.
It didn’t satisfy me like I thought it would.
No matter how many times I slammed him down, no matter how many bones I broke…
there was something missing.
I wanted to tear apart his very soul, but all I did was win a match.

A hollow victory...

But this isn’t where my thirst for destruction began.
No, my war with Arizona Chance was supposed to happen a long time ago.
January 2023.
We were destined to face each other at Friday the 13th.
And yet… I vanished.
You all wondered why.
Arizona wondered why.
Now, it’s time you know.

I disappeared... because someone took me.
Someone… powerful.
Someone from the shadows, who dragged me into a dark place...
a place beyond this world.
It took every ounce of my being to escape that hell.
It nearly destroyed me.
And when I finally crawled out, broken and weak, it took me months to rebuild.
To regain my strength.
To reclaim what I am.

The one responsible for my disappearance...

was Bayou Burl.

Burl… you thought you could break me.
You thought you could make me another picture on your wall of Forgotten Friends.
But you failed.
And now, I’m back.
Stronger than ever.
And I am coming for you.

You took me from this world once, but this time, I’m going to take you.
You will know what it means to face true fear.
You will know what it means to face Slashmaster.

Before he can continue, the sound of sirens cuts through the arena, growing louder as the police begin to storm the entrance ramp. The crowd gasps, seeing officers make their way toward the ring, clearly here to arrest the masked monster for his brutal attacks on Arizona Chance.

Mick LeRay: “The police are here! They’ve come to take Slashmaster into custody for what he did to Arizona Chance!”

Sean Beeman: "Good luck to them! You can’t put a monster like Slashmaster behind bars!"

The officers reach the ring, surrounding it. Slashmaster slowly turns his head, watching as they close in from all sides. One officer raises a megaphone, his voice cutting through the tension.

Officer: "Slashmaster! You’re under arrest! Come quietly, and no one gets hurt!"

As the police take a step closer, the arena lights suddenly flicker once… twice… then go out completely, plunging the entire JWA Arena into total darkness. The crowd gasps in confusion, and the tension builds as only silence fills the void. A few seconds pass. The lights come back on. Slashmaster is gone. The police officers stand in the ring, looking around in bewilderment, completely confused as to how the towering figure vanished into thin air.

Mick LeRay: "He’s gone! How did he—where did he go?!"

Sean Beeman: "I told you, LeRay! You can’t arrest what you can’t catch! Slashmaster is more than a man—he’s a force of nature!"

The police officers exchange baffled looks as the camera pans out to show the arena, still swirling with tension and mystery. Somewhere, out there in the shadows, Slashmaster lurks, and now… Bayou Burl is next.

[Red Pirate Rogers]

Sept 17, 2024 21:13:35 GMT -5 “heartBROKEN” Mack Caliber said:

I walk out of frame, but the broken glass and torn tux remain.

While the camera lingers on the broken glass, we hear a raised voice, and the camera looks up and moves toward an open door down the hall. The camera moves to it and we recognize the crimson Corsair in an agitated state.

“No this is NOT about another title match, this is about the health and safety of your employees……you know as well as I do that Zamboni is suspicious as a seven dollar bill and his medical opinion ranks a little below Dr. Pepper!….you have the authority to demand an independ—…oh, is that what you’d tell Dombrowski or the punter or anyone else if Caine decides to go ahunting on Mania? “Sorry, you were brutally injured by someone who didn’t meet medical clearance, but I WAS on holiday!……I’m sorry Mr Whistler, but this can’t wait, so if you won’t do something, I’ll handle it myself.”

[“The Relentless” Conor Caine]

Sept 18, 2024 5:44:31 GMT -5 Red Pirate Rogers said:

……I’m sorry Mr Whistler, but this can’t wait, so if you won’t do something, I’ll handle it myself.”

We cut back to Domination Inc in the ring, seemingly oblivious to the previous cutaway. Conor has the microphone now; the audience boo with renewed vigor but Conor grimaces and waves his hand at them, their jeering nothing more than an unwanted distraction.

CAINE: The dirtsheets are working overtime, trying to undermine the success of Domination Inc, but they’re just setting all you marks up for a fall! The truth is, this has never been a better time for us. You can spin it that Winter Hex - that Domination Inc - lost the World Heavyweight Title, but the fact is Winter levelled up! She’s gone and dominated Tinseltown! The Alpha and The Omega have the tag division on lock, and as fas as I see it, there’s plenty of gold on the table for us: tonight you have Penguino - a bird who can’t retain the Openweight Title without the help of Domination Inc - defending his strap against Pierre The Enormous - a big goof couldn’t even beat a ghost at Super Glory. Both of those clowns would be short work for a man like Black Cat!

Conor motions to Black Cat and the fans begin booing again!

CAINE: Which leaves our Heavyweight Title and its current holder, Duke Mongoose - who won the belt and immediately went on vacation. Well, when he gets back, life won’t be no holiday because The Gamma of Domination Inc - Mack Caliber - has his sights set on that belt and taking it off Mongoose is all just a matter of time! So count us out if you want, but don’t be surprised if you wake up tomorrow with our feet on your necks!

Domination Inc’s music hits as Omega and Conor raise their tag titles and the fans try to boo them out of the building.

[Pierre The Enormous]

*I scratch my head wondering where Penguino is*

[Duke Mongoose]

(We see Duke Mongoose lying on a large inflatable raft in a body of water, comically oversized drink in hand. He has the JWA World Heavyweight Championship belt across his lap, making it appear as though he is nude)

Duke: You know, a wise man once said “it’s good to be the king”. Right now I’m living proof! Big Daddy Duke is here in Las Vegas, soaking up the sun, drinking the finest adult beverages, and partying with the best and brightest. But don’t think I’m not keeping an eye on what’s going on back home. Anyone who wants to step up is going to get put to sleep courtesy of my Cobra Clutch. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got some more relaxing to do. Go call your grandmother!

(The camera pulls back to reveal Duke is in the middle of the fountains at Bellagio, as the dancing fountain show begins behind him. People yelling and cursing at Duke can now be heard, as well as a group of armed security guards attempting to reach Duke)

[Bayou Burl]

Sept 18, 2024 0:03:10 GMT -5 Slashmaster said:

The lights inside the JWA Arena dim to a flickering crimson, and the eerie, foreboding theme of Slashmaster echoes through the speakers. Slowly, the camera cuts to the center of the ring, where the masked monster stands motionless, a figure of darkness amidst the swirling fog. His cold, unblinking eyes pierce through the mask as he grips the microphone. The crowd murmurs in anticipation, still reeling from his brutal victory over Arizona Chance at Friday the 13th.

I won. I did exactly what I set out to do...
I beat Arizona Chance.
I buried the hero of JWA.

And yet…

It wasn’t enough.
It didn’t satisfy me like I thought it would.
No matter how many times I slammed him down, no matter how many bones I broke…
there was something missing.
I wanted to tear apart his very soul, but all I did was win a match.

A hollow victory...

But this isn’t where my thirst for destruction began.
No, my war with Arizona Chance was supposed to happen a long time ago.
January 2023.
We were destined to face each other at Friday the 13th.
And yet… I vanished.
You all wondered why.
Arizona wondered why.
Now, it’s time you know.

I disappeared... because someone took me.
Someone… powerful.
Someone from the shadows, who dragged me into a dark place...
a place beyond this world.
It took every ounce of my being to escape that hell.
It nearly destroyed me.
And when I finally crawled out, broken and weak, it took me months to rebuild.
To regain my strength.
To reclaim what I am.

The one responsible for my disappearance...

was Bayou Burl.

Burl… you thought you could break me.
You thought you could make me another picture on your wall of Forgotten Friends.
But you failed.
And now, I’m back.
Stronger than ever.
And I am coming for you.

You took me from this world once, but this time, I’m going to take you.
You will know what it means to face true fear.
You will know what it means to face Slashmaster.

Before he can continue, the sound of sirens cuts through the arena, growing louder as the police begin to storm the entrance ramp. The crowd gasps, seeing officers make their way toward the ring, clearly here to arrest the masked monster for his brutal attacks on Arizona Chance.

Mick LeRay: “The police are here! They’ve come to take Slashmaster into custody for what he did to Arizona Chance!”

Sean Beeman: "Good luck to them! You can’t put a monster like Slashmaster behind bars!"

The officers reach the ring, surrounding it. Slashmaster slowly turns his head, watching as they close in from all sides. One officer raises a megaphone, his voice cutting through the tension.

Officer: "Slashmaster! You’re under arrest! Come quietly, and no one gets hurt!"

As the police take a step closer, the arena lights suddenly flicker once… twice… then go out completely, plunging the entire JWA Arena into total darkness. The crowd gasps in confusion, and the tension builds as only silence fills the void. A few seconds pass. The lights come back on. Slashmaster is gone. The police officers stand in the ring, looking around in bewilderment, completely confused as to how the towering figure vanished into thin air.

Mick LeRay: "He’s gone! How did he—where did he go?!"

Sean Beeman: "I told you, LeRay! You can’t arrest what you can’t catch! Slashmaster is more than a man—he’s a force of nature!"

The police officers exchange baffled looks as the camera pans out to show the arena, still swirling with tension and mystery. Somewhere, out there in the shadows, Slashmaster lurks, and now… Bayou Burl is next.

After Slashmaster vanishes from the ring, and as the commentators are still discussing what just happened the titantron abruptly plays the opening to Burls Butterfly Room. Burl stands in the middle of the room, a big goofy smile on his face. 


“Ah…Hello my Butterflies…And welcome to this very special episode of the Butterfly Room!”



The children cheer


“Yeah...that's right...A very special episode indeed! We have so much to talk about, even more than we did a few minutes ago in fact! But first Let's celebrate! I've baked us a cake!”



Burl walks over to the Butterfly Room’s table. An extremely flat and underwhelming cake is sitting on the table, a single candle in the middle of it, next to a large knife. Burl holds up the knife, almost as big as the cake itself, with a huge smile.

"Let's cut the cake!"

Burl begins cutting the cake into slices as he keeps talking.


“We kicked some major butt in our debut against Pierre! He didn’t even know what hit him! I’d say I’m doing better than I was last time I was here already! Wouldn’t you?”



Canned cheering. 

“Yeah!! What a win it was for us, right?? It was so much fun to let all my anger out, to make someone else feel the fear and the pain that I felt everyday for three years straight! I feel so much better and so, so much stronger! It's such a big win for us...But...That's not all I baked this cake for. I also baked it to say sorry to you all, the JWA fans. You see...All that Slashmaster said is true. I did something very mean last year and I almost ruined one of the biggest matches in wrestling history...I made it so that Slashmaster Vs. Arizona Chance didn't happen in 2023..."

Canned booing as Burl finishes cutting the cake and goes back to his regular position in the centre of the room.

"And, as Slashmaster said, that's why he hasn't been around in so long. The reason it didn't happen is that me and The Fright trapped him somewhere really scary for months, the Depths as we call it, where he underwent some of the most barbaric, horrific, ruthless torture imaginable."

Louder booing


"I know...I know...It was pretty mean of me to make someone go through that and I'm really sorry that I ruined the match for all of you...But I had my reasons. I'll explain the whole picture to you all soon, I owe all of you that. But today though I just want to talk to Slashmaster directly. Because it looks like not only has his time in the Depths made him weaker...After all, he could barely beat a retired man who didn't want to fight him...But it's made him ignorant too. Slashmaster doesn't seem to know what he's up against. He thinks he can take down The Fright! And worse than that, he thinks that I don't know what true fear is!! Slashmaster, listen to me..."


Burl's sinister drawl remerges once more.


“You think I don't know what true fear is? You couldn't be more wrong. I've been scared to death everyday of my life for the past 3 years. Scared that I'd be left behind by the world, or remembered only as a failure. It seems to me that for all the times you've instilled it in others, and even after all we put you through down in the Depths, the only one here who doesn't know what true fear is is you. But you will. You will know true fear - the fear of knowing you will only be remembered as a failure - after we take your legacy as the most destructive force this world has ever seen and make it our own - by destroying you for it. And after that, what you went through down in the Depths will seem like nothing. The choice is yours: Glory, Guts and Glory, JWA Mania...But I think you know when we--"



BANG…BANG...BANG


Burl jolts as he hears a trio of slow, powerful knocks on the Butterfly Room door. Without saying a word, he turns around and slowly walks over. He waits a second before violently swinging the door open and almost off the hinges...

….Nobody is there…



…Instead, lying on the doorstep are a pair of demolished shackles. Bloodstained and damaged beyond repair, they've been ripped open from the inside as though something extremely powerful had broken out of them. Burl knows why they're broken. The mind games have begun.

[Thumper Moore III]

Thumper is walking backstage when a loud crash happens behind him. He turns, ready to fight, but he sees a crew member begin to pick up a box of tools she dropped. When he turns back around, Toni Cruise is there with a microphone.

TONI: Are we a bit jittery, Thumper?

THUMPER: Toni! Greetings and salutations. Please do not mistake my expectant readiness for a case of the jitters. Rather, it seems that backstage security is rather lax at JWA events since my arrival, so I must be situationally aware whenever I’m in this building.

TONI: It does seem that Black Cat and Omega Satyros have not missed an opportunity to gain the numbers advantage on you.

THUMPER: And it seems that you’re not just another pretty face like Honest Sal, but that you are, in fact, a solid journalist. While my injurious rivals have attempted to derail me, this train keeps chugging on toward Championsville so that everyone may revel in my splendor. As the world title has been wrested from Domination Inc’s grip, I choose now to set my sights on the tag title belts held by the Alpha and Omega. I lack only one thing: a suitable partner. The yin to my yang. The— dare I say— jelly to my peanut butter.

TONI: Any idea who might fit the bill?

THUMPER: I’ll be watching over the next couple weeks, and when I know, I’ll know.

[Red Pirate Rogers]

Sept 18, 2024 9:12:54 GMT -5 “The Relentless” Conor Caine said:

CAINE: Which leaves our Heavyweight Title and its current holder, Duke Mongoose - who won the belt and immediately went on vacation. Well, when he gets back, life won’t be no holiday because The Gamma of Domination Inc - Mack Caliber - has his sights set on that belt and taking it off Mongoose is all just a matter of time! So count us out if you want, but don’t be surprised if you wake up tomorrow with our feet on your necks!

Domination Inc’s music hits as Omega and Conor raise their tag titles and the fans try to boo them out of the building.

Suddenly there's a cannon boom and the crowd erupts in cheers as Red Pirate Rogers emerges from back stage with a microphone in hand staring daggers down the way at Conor and Omega.

RPR: "Hold up there! Just a minute...before you go running off to proclaim your greatness into your pillows, I need to take care of this...

RPR: "Conor Caine....(boos)...you owe your fellow members of the roster some truth! You owe your little minions the truth! For all your talk about 'domination,' and 'being what the JWA needs', you have been awfully blithe about HOW exactly you have made this happen. You come back from brutal matches bigger, and stronger than before? You recover from injuries at a record pace? And before all this...ALL OF THIS! You require us all to believe that your doctor, is the ONLY one whose opinion matters...? How are you doing this?

"You know, there was a time, when people would have shrugged and looked the other way. But we can't do that now. Not now that we know what can happen to people who do what we do with people who aren't safe with their own bodies, let alone their opponents. The fans here...(cheer)..the ones you claim should be "privileged" to see you perform...(boo)...they aren't going to appreciate you, until they know it's you, and not something that Zamboni grinds out of an endangered animal...

"So, Conor Caine...let's be direct about this. I think you're cheating the system. (Fans take up a Cheat-er....Cheat-er chant). I think you're faking your medical records. I think you're using performance enhancers to create a dangerous environment for me and everyone else in the locker room, INCLUDING your minions." (The Cheat-er chants take over, while Conor and Omega look livid.)

"Frankly, I hope I'm wrong. If I am, I'll gladly eat my hat. But, Conor, if you want to prove how vastly superior you are to me...prove it by sharing the truth with Kip Whistler, with the JWA Medical staff, AND...with the fans" (Conor is shaking his head as the "Cheat-er" chants crescendo) "I didn't really expect you would agree...so let's make it sporting...you versus me, next open Glory. No holds barred. Nobody in my corner. You win...I'm a battered bloody mess. I win...I'm probably still a battered bloody mess...but you tell us all the truth."

[Pierre The Enormous]

*I talk with the ref and they give me the okay to look for Penguino*

[“The Relentless” Conor Caine]

Sept 18, 2024 12:33:14 GMT -5 Red Pirate Rogers said:

RPR: "I didn't really expect you would agree...so let's make it sporting...you versus me, next open Glory. No holds barred. Nobody in my corner. You win...I'm a battered bloody mess. I win...I'm probably still a battered bloody mess...but you tell us all the truth."

The JWA audience is in a frenzy as Omega and Black Cat try to calm an irate Conor Caine - so angry that even the fans are finally getting to him. Eventually Conor’s stomping around the ring slows to a steady pacing; he nods in agreement with whatever it is Omega is saying to him. Before long, Conor’s strolling back and forth at the ropes, smirking his poop-eating smirk and joking with Omega and Black Cat. Eventually he raises his microphone to his lips…

CAINE: I don’t expect a brine-swilling philistine like you to understand this, I mean when your number one ailment is scurvy and the cure is licking toad ass, a common antibiotic must sound like witchcraft, but all I have to thank for my superhuman feats is modern medicine and a world-renowned physician.

The “Cheater” chant breaks out again but it doesn’t get to Conor this time.

CAINE: I know what this is really about, Rogers. You want to keep our little feud going so you can remain relevant! I don’t blame you for wanting the Domination Inc rub, who doesn’t? That dimpled Dumbass Thumper Moore can’t keep our names out of his slack-jawed mouth, and here you are - after a definitive defeat at our hands last week - wanting back on the gravy train! Well, fine, here’s my counter-offer, because I can bloody you up any time I please: if you win, okay, you can get a crash course in modern medicine when an independent physician proves I’m clean; but when I win, you can’t challenge a member of Domination Inc for a title ever again - no tag titles for you and DOOM, and when Black Cat takes the Openweight, and Mack wins the World Title, there’ll be no title opportunities for you at all - ever again!

[Penguino]

(OOC) Sorry for not posting I forgot that I had a match, maybe Friday the 13th through me off

Penguino makes his way down to the ring with Johnny Kobra rather swiftly to the time of “Stay Vicious” by the Gaslight Anthem.

LeRay “Here we go tonight as Penguino once again defends his open weight championship against someone who will definitely put that name to the test, I mean can you see the height difference Sean.”

Beeman “Yes I can and I think that will be the deciding factor here tonight that takes the title off of Penguino.”

LeRay “The official rings the bell and we are off to the races, Penguino rushes into Pierre and flings his body into him, but Pierre catches him and now he lifts him into a gorilla press and drops him. Look at the strength in the big man.”

Beeman “Even I have to feel bad for Penguino, that looks like it could’ve been a nine foot trip to the floor.”

LeRay “It seems like Kobra at ringside agrees with you as he is wincing at the sight of that fall.”

Beeman “I think Pierre could just pin the champ now if he really wanted to.”

LeRay “The enormous one seems to think not though and he picks Penguino up into the corner and hits him with an over handed chop that could be heard from Japan.”

Beeman “This one’s over, as our best champion ever says ‘Call you’re grandmother this one’s over.”