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HPWXXV: DELETE YOUR ACCOUNT
Topic Started: Oct 17 2017, 10:21 PM (210 Views)
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[align=center]LIVE FROM HOLLYWOOD PALLADIUM – LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA
TUESDAY OCTOBER 17TH, 2017
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EARLIER TODAY
Before the show Hudson Hughes is walking around backstage and barking out orders, as he does before every show, but this seemed a little different. He didn’t have Rex to hold down things in the back and Erin got drunk one day and stopped showing up to work so he’s had his hands tied this week. His cell phone rings and he can barely be bothered by it as he slides his finger across the screen and puts it on speaker and letting out a half hearted greeting. There’s no reply back to him as someone backstage hands him a clipboard to sign and he runs out of patience and looks into the screen yelling hello - deep breathing can be heard as Hudson’s face scrunches feeling uneasy. A deep voice is heard from the other side of the phone that simply says ‘Tonight...we Purge’ Hudson hangs up and rolls his eyes before noting that Halloween brings out the worst pranks. And We. Go. Live.

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Hudson welcomes everyone to Hollywood Pro and reminds the viewing audience that in 2 weeks they will be LIVE on Halloween from the Los Angeles Haunted Hayride. Fans will show up and take a Haunted Hayride through the woods to an undisclosed outdoors location where the show will be held. He promises it will NOT disappoint, and part of the reason it wont is because Hollywood Pro just acquired one of the top female professional wrestlers in the world today, Alicia Lukas. He also tries to pretend like he didn’t block her months ago on social media for joining Liberty first, but all is well that ends well. With a big night ahead, including Lizzie Jones defending her title against Dona Rotten, Hudson sends it to Belle inside the ring for the introductions.


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LUKAS JACOBS W/ARIANE vs. BLAKE MITCHELL

Lukas Jacobs has no intentions to play clean and he makes that fairly obvious by ambushing Blake from the get go as he was posing on the corner during his entrance. After the referee splits them up to start the match Lukas Jacobs hits a huge discus clothesline that looks like it nearly takes Blake’s head off. Blake stays down for quite some time as Lukas taunts the booing Palladium crowd who has had just about enough of his antics. Lukas tells the crowd that it’s their fault he doesn’t have a show this week. Because they’d rather-OH! He gets cut off by Blake hitting a dropkick that sends Lukas chest first into the corner and Blake rolls Lukas up
ONE
TWO
NO!
Lukas kicks out and is quickly to his feet with his finger extended blaming the referee for him not being ready as Blake blind sides him again with a forear-NO! Lukas shoves Blake as he charged in towards the referee and takes the referee down. Blake is obviously concerned as his forearm hit the wrong target when he was sucked in; and shows so by checking on the referee. Lukas shakes his head and wags his finger back and forth to Blake who has his attention on the referee. Taking advantage of the situation Lukas runs off the ropes catching Blake with a running knee smash he calls the ‘STARGAZ-NO! Blake catches Lukas’ leg and rolls through to a single crab that he quickly lets go of- instead opting to jump up in the air with a half twist and a double stomp to the lower part of Lukas’ back. He rolls around on the mat as Blake looks towards the referee again, who seems to be making a quick recovery as he wipes the tears from his eyes, a side effect of being hit in the nose. Blake picks Lukas up and grabs his tights before throwing him over his head with a lightning fast snap suplex that FOLLOWS UP with a back roll leaving him standing above Lukas and he leaps up again with ANOTHER double stomp! This one instead to the chest! He springboards to the top rope in the nearest corner and leaps up wasting no time landing with the ‘SPACE NEEDLE’ diving elbow drop! Blake covers
O-WAIT A MINUTE?!
There’s no count?!
Blake looks around as the fans count to five before giving up and booing at the sight of Ariane on the outside helping the referee wipe tears from his eyes with a tissue she got from a fan at ringside. Blake gets up and walks over to the referee pulling him away and back towa-LOW BLOW! Blake falls to his knees. SNAP DDT!! Blake is face first on the mat holding his groin in pain. A large smile grows on the face of Lukas Jacobs as he rolls Blake over
ONE
TWO
THR-NO!
Blake kicks out! Lukas picks Blake up and slaps him in his face before telling Lukas he’s not going down! The fans erupt at his fighting spirit as the two begin to exchange chops until Lukas bows out acting as if Blake had hit him in the throat. Lukas grabs ahold of the referee to get in between him and Blake. The referee is confused as to what exactly is hap- ‘DIRECTORS CUT!’ Lukas did a spin move around the referee that Hudson notes was very ‘B button’ like before grabbing the short hair of Blake and tucking him into a headlock and driving him down into the mat with a headlocker driver
ONE
TWO
THREEE!!

WINNER: LUKAS JACOBS
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Lukas leaves the ring quickly, having gotten ANOTHER win with the help of his wife but he doesn’t seem to mind. Ariane raises his hand and plants a kiss on his cheek as they both smile back to Blake with a beat red face that directly contrasts that of his previous opponent.

BACKSTAGE

The cameras go to the parking lot where we see a truck with tinted windows in the parking lot, Hudson barks out over the headset for someone to go check the damn truck because it’s Rex’s old truck that someone- well he knows damn well who did it but he wants him to reveal himself and be a man about it. That person stole Rex’s truck and hit Hollywood Pro long time star and fan favorite Kenny Sex. Hudson doesn’t know who would do such a thing. Staff approach the truck and cameras pick up the feint sound of muffled heavy metal music being blared from inside. Staff checks the doors and discover that they are locked. They knock on the windows and there is still NO answer. The staff turn to each other and then to the camera, by proxy to Hudson, confused as to what the next step is. Hudson just yells into the headset for someone to find Kenny and tell him to deal with ‘the loser son of a bitch’

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In the ring a single chair is set up, facing toward the hard camera. Halestorm’s Love Bites (and So Do I)" plays, and all eyes turn to the stage as the HPW Television Champion, Lizzie Jones, makes her way out - received by a loud cheer from the crowd - and wearing her ring gear.

Lizzie takes her time getting to the ring, stopping to talk to a few fans, with most taking the chance to touch the title as it sat on her shoulder. She finally rolls into the ring and picks up the microphone that was sat on the chair for her. She sits and waits for both her music and the cheering to die down before speaking.

Last week, she begins, she was subjected to an absolute farce of an ‘interview’. But that’s okay, not everyone is a professional. Luckily for everyone, Lizzie says, she is. For years she interviewed some of the best competitors in the world and she sure as hell hasn’t forgotten how. So the best person, logically, to interview her here in HPW is...well, herself. The crowd, perhaps a little confused, cheer all the same.

She begins by asking herself her thoughts on Hollywood Pro in general. She gives a fairly warm review, but points out that there are some rather strange individuals, and at times Hudson barely seems in control of himself, let alone the promotion. She sighs and agrees with herself. She says that there’s a lot of people looking to screw others over, rather than trying to ascend in the place like she did.

She changes subject and asks about her career so far. She ponders the answer, but begins by saying that her debut was 183 days ago. In that time she’s had to learn an immense amount. In the early goings it was tough. Indeed, it was only on her fourth try that she even picked up a win. But she has learned. She has grown week after week. She has refined her technique, she has put countless hours into nurturing that growth and if anyone, ANYONE, thinks she is an easy mark, or doesn’t take the sport seriously, or whatever else...then that only shows how clueless they are. She begs for her opponents to stay that way. A clueless foe makes for easy prey, she says.

Lizzie next asks herself about this current HPW Television Champion picture. As of last week, it appears to be that Dona Rotten is in pole position to next face Lizzie and - indeed - tonight will see her face Rotten with the title on the line. Does that worry her? Of course not! She has a win over Dona already. In fact, she already has a win over half of the people involved, and has no problem adding a win over the rest if they challenge.

But tonight is about Rotten, and - more importantly - about a successful title defense. Liz smirks and says that she has no doubt her gold will be going home with her. She says that nobody had better interfere this time, too. She’s sick of cheap antics in HPW, and it’s time to give the title some proper credibility. She says that goes for Brennan Devlin, too.

She rounds out with a question about her future ambitions in HPW - to which she simply smirks, stands, drops the mic and raises her television title high into the air.

BACKSTAGE

In his locker room Brennan Devlin fakes snoring on a black leather couch before peaking one eye open to see the camera in front of him. He extends his arms and yawns asking the camera man if the rowdy lesbian is still talking. The camera shakes it’s head and then he asks if it’s time for the main event yet. Once again the camera shakes back and forth and he asks what match is next and waits a bit before demanding the camera man speak up as he loses patience. The man behind the camera tells him it’s a tag team match with Team Hot and Trashy against the new comer Vega Twins. Devlin’s head falls into his hands and he starts to laugh before counting on his fingers and asking the camera if that’s 4 women in the ring at the same time? The camera nods and Devlin asks him if there’s anywhere backstage that he could find some rope to hang himself by.


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TAG TEAM TORNADO MATCH
TEAM HOT&TRASHY vs. THE VEGA TWINS


Dakota and Montana take early advantage of the Vegas beating them down and wearing them out in opposite corners. Dakota then turns to Montana as they nod and irish whip the Vega twins, Lea and Mia, towards each other but they extend their right arms and doe-see-doe in the middle of the ring before firing out at the Shane sister that had previously irish whipped them with diving forearms but Dakota and Montana both move. Montana throws Mia from the ring and walks over towards Lea being pinned by the boot of Dakota in her throat. The Shane sisters stomp Lea out until they hear the scream of Mia behind them in the ring that makes them both turn around. She tells them to stop picking on her sister and charges the Shane sisters with a double clothesli-NO! DOUBLE FLAPJACK FROM DAKOTA AND MONTAN-WHAT THE HELL!?!
WHY IS HE?!
WHY NOW?!
Dakota and Montana high five one another and turn to see Red State’s own VOIDSTAR standing across the ring from them. Dakota takes a step toward Void and asks him if he wants some of this too and he smiles and nods his head, but Montana grabs her sister and tells her it’s time for them to get the hell out. They leave the ring as Voidstar turns to Mia on the mat still feeling the effects of the double flapjack. Dakota screams and Hudson and tells him that his territory is a shit show and he needs to get it together, but he’s too busy screaming for someone to come save his newest signees. Lea now stands over her sister facing Voidstar who begs her to come get some and the referee steps in to stop Voidstar before getting picked up and driven into the mat with the ‘DARK DESCENT’ spinning spinebuster! Hudson calls for the bell to end the match finally

NO CONTEST
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Seeing an opening Lea jumps on Voidstar’s back and tries to lock in a rear naked choke, but she’s quickly readjusted over his shoulders due to her being unable to lock in the grapevine with her legs and Voidstar DRIVES her into the mat with the ‘VOIDRIVER’ He gets to his feet and points his finger at Hudson who yells obsceneites after taking off his headset. Voidstar tells him he fears nobody, just ask Leon Cashm-he’s cut off mid sentence by a kick to the side of his leg and he turns around to see Mia is now on her feet and wants the fight. He shakes his head and tells her she’s a stupid bitch before charging her and erupting with a barrage of knees and elbows that back her into the corner where he puts his forearm into her throat and doesn’t pull back until she’s nearly ready to pass out. He turns again to Hudson and begs him to get into the ring, but he doesn’t. Voidstar then chooses to leave after taking time to drag Mia over on top of her sister and spitting on them both.

BACKSTAGE

In a locker room that already appears to have it’s fair share of volatility, Chris Constantine stands between the former Hollywood Pro Tag Team Champions who are feet away from each other not speaking - but their eyes are locked in. Finch asks Jack if he’ll have time for their match tonight and Jack smiles and tells FInch that it’s his fault he wasn’t there to help him last week because he was told to leave. FInch seems to be ready with a reply, but is quickly cut off by the locker room door flying open and Andre Holmes walks in and gets between the tag team. He gives each a tap to the chest and asks them if they’re ready tonight? Neither one of them reply, and Andre tells them that he needs them on the same page because if there’s one group of assholes who deserve a beating in Hollywood it’s the Conglomerate. Tillman pushes past everyone and goes to leave, as he opens the door we see Sam Tolson outside with her hands covering her eyes while the door swings open. Sam asks if anyone is there and Jack removes her hand from her face and excuses himself as he bumps by her. Sam is a little taken back by how rude Jack is, but Andre is next pushing by Sam trying to ask Jack if his head is in the game. Finch shakes his head as Sam holds her hand up for a high five and finally she’s left looking at Chris Constantine who folds his arms. Sam tells Chris that this is why she’s a lesbian, she can’t deal with how moody men are all the time. At least she gets a laugh out of Chris before telling him that she’ll watch over them in the ring and guarantees a victory.

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8 PERSON TAG
THE PRIDE & SAMANTHA TOLSON & ANDRE HOLMES vs. CONGLOMERATE


Andre and Bryan Williams start the match and Andre gets the best of Bryan nearly ending the match early with a running turnbuckle powerbomb big kick combo but Damien shoves Bryan out of the way and leaves Andre hooked on the top rope. Williams hits a superkick while Damien hits a shining wizard knee from the outside. Williams only gets a near fall. This leads to a tag to Finch and Nikolas. Finch begins with a springboard superman punch that gives him the advantage throughout the entirety of the two being in the ring until Nik hits a spear after Finch tried another springboard AGAINST the advice of his tag team partner Jack Tillman. Luckily Nik tagged Bethany in as Finch reached out for Tillman, but instead Sam stole the tag. Bethany and Sam tore the house down with technical wrestling and multiple suplexes - but as Sam went for her trapper keeper bomb finish Damien ran into the ring and hit a superkick to save Beth. This led to Sam stumbling into the ring and Tillman getting the blind slap tag. Andre hit multiple uppercuts around the ring virtually taking out all of the Conglomerate except Damien who made a blind tag also unaware that Tillman was the legal man. He went after Tolson only to be met a Springboard Superman Punch for his efforts that ALSO took out the referee! Tillman had the RECLUSE locked in and Damien was tapping until Tillman realized the referee was still out! Tillman got up and asked Finch what happened and as he tried to explain Nik threw Finch into Jack and Damien rolled him up for a near fall, as Tillman kicked out Damien tried to hit a spinning back kick but TIllman hit the RAINMAKER he calls Ball Room Blitz as Andre and Tolson watched for the rest of the Conglomerate to ruin the pinfall - but they didn’t
ONE
TWO
THREE!

WINNER: PRIDE & TOLSON & ANDRE
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Finch tries to raise Jack’s hands after his victory, but Jack pulls his hand away. This prompts FInch to pull at Jack’s shoulder and ask him what his problem is, but Jack shoves Finch away. Taken as a clear sign of disrespect, Finch charges as Jack and shoves him right back and the two turn into one another ready to brawl before Sam and Andre finally realize what’s happening and break up the confrontation. The Conglomerate, although having just suffered the loss, point and laugh inside the ring as Damien and Nik tap the titles together and cheers to The Pride-less. Finch and Jack are now face to face as Andre tries to pull Finch off and gets hit with an accidental elbow that stops the confrontation between Jack and Finch as Sam now has to prevent Andre and Finch from going at it, but FAILS! Finch and Andre begin throwing forearms with an collar tie up locked in. The fans are distraught at what appears to be the break up of Jack and Finch as Tillman shoves past the Conglomerate who clap for him on his way up the entrance. Constantine, once again, makes an appearance and tries to get Tillman to turn around before going to the ring himself to calm Finch down.

PARKING LOT

A quick cut to Kenny Sex kicking open the door to the Palladium Parking Lot shows a wooden baseball bat in hand and a large smile on his face. He sees the truck from last week in the parking lot and doesn’t bother knocking on the windows like staff did before blasting the window with the baseball bat. Kenny starts screaming for the cowards to show their face as he climbs on top of the hood of the truck and begins to smash out the windshield. He nearly exhausts himself and is bent over trying to catch his breath, holding his injured rib, it’s then that he sees a note in the windshield wiper. He opens the piece of paper that was folded over and hops off of the hood of the truck, bringing the baseball bat with him but leaving the note fall to the pavement. In the background we see Kenny Sex storm off back into the Palladium while the note is open and readable in the foreground and it says ‘MEET ME IN THE RING’

BACKSTAGE

We are now in the locker room of the Lipstick Mafia, who have, somehow, commandeered a couple microphones--and have notably different expressions on their faces; Jessie smiles at the camera, even playing the ‘reporter’ and “welcoming her guest at this time,” which at least a draws a smirk to the otherwise irritated face of the Diminutive Dynamo, Ashlyn Monroe--who, notably unlike her partner, has a pair of belts over her shoulders, and a very decorative tiara on her head.

Jessie opens the interview by asking about last week--the match was scheduled to be the Lipstick Mafia and Rachel Redding against Samantha Tolson and the Shane Sisters (she notably refuses to use the actual name of Team Hot and Trashy), but that it obviously didn’t happen--instead, it was the Mafia against Tolson and Team Overkill, who’d made their way from OPW. The reminder causes Ashlyn to screw her nose up and point out exactly how unfair it really is that their matches keep changing, their opponents keep changing, that they’re expected to just be able to “take on the whole freaking world at once, apparently.”

But...Ashlyn gets it.

Or, at least, she says she does.

“When you have a team as decorated as we are,” she says, “it’s natural that people want a shot, but it really should be one at a time.”

The Diminutive Dynamo turns her wrath on Team Overkill at this point, pointing out that the only reason they got one over on the Mafia last week was because they had prepared for someone else--this week, there was no switch they could pull off, no magic panic button they could press to make their lives a little easier--they were coming up against the best tag team of 2017, and their “World Tour” was kicking off with a loss.

Jessie, playing oblivious, asks what makes Ashlyn so confident--which, for the first time in the interview, draws the arrogant smile to the face of the San Francisco native. She pulls one belt off her shoulder and holds it up to the camera, “Portland Pro Tag Team Champions--first and only team to ever hold it.” She tosses the belt onto her bag behind her, then pulls the other off, holding it up instead, “Twin City Wrestling Arkansas Champions--longest reigning champions in company history, and soon to be the only two-time champions.” She tosses that belt onto her bag as well, then pulls the jeweled tiara off her head, grinning and showing it off, “Queens of PAROUSIA tag team wrestling--the only team to even deserve to be mentioned as such.”

Ashlyn insists that it’s not arrogance when you’re just that good, and the fact of the matter is, the Mafia are just that good--and that Team Overkill are just in over their heads.

Jessie drops the pretense of an interview at this point and smiles at the camera, clapping her hands a couple times.

“It’s okay, though,” she says. “When you’re back in Australia and you have to tell everyone how you made an open challenge and failed, just tell them you came up against the Lipstick Mafia.

“They’ll understand.”

Both girls smirk at the camera for a second or two once Jessie’s finished, and we go back to the arena

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Cameras cut back to the arena proper just in time for the opening to “Reise, Reise” by Rammstein to begin playing, heralding the arrival of the CWC World Tag Team Champions, the Dragon Clan. Eric and Lyra Donavan walk out onto the stage, titles over their shoulders, and pause at the top of the ramp to soak in the big reaction from the packed Palladium. They hold the belts up high for a moment, then make their way down to the ring, Lyra in a short black dress and Eric in a charcoal-colored three-piece. He holds the ropes for the Priestess of Pain and she returns the favor, both making their way to the center of the squared circle. Lyra acquires a pair of microphones and puts one in Eric’s hand, earning a kiss for her simple effort while “Reise, Reise” fades out.

Eric Donavan: Let’s get right to the point, shall we? All we’ve been hearing over the past several weeks is people tossing out open challenges and claiming how they’re the best, talking themselves up and repeating, ad nauseum, that they can and will beat anyone in this fed or that one. To be fair, that’s just wrestlers being wrestlers, feeding off the anonymity of social media and letting the fact that opponents can reach through their phones or computers and throttle them for the smack they’re talking.

Lyra LeVeux-Donavan: We’ve all done our share. No sense trying to deny it. But there’s slinging a little shade to get the competitive fires going…

She pauses, smirking before continuing.

Lyra LeVeux-Donavan: ...and then there’s mouthing off like some whelp who just got his first belt in remedial martial arts and suddenly fancies himself the neighborhood badass. No matter how you dress it up, the person in question just looks like a jackass.

Laughing at his wife’s comment, Eric hitches the title up on his shoulder a little more before continuing.

Eric Donavan: We get it, though. We do. You just signed your contract and you want to put the world on notice. You want to take on the world so that you can prove yourselves. That sort of attitude can be respected. Team Overkill? That’s their deal. And we told them straight up to make their way to Hollywood Pro and we’d give them that fight. Offer stands, by the way.

The crowd cheers for that for a moment.

Eric Donavan: Then you have people like this Voidstar joker.

The Irish Dragon puts on a mean face and does a fair Tasmanian Devil impression, stopping short of slobbering all over everything.

Eric Donavan: Rawr! I’ll destroy! I’ll terminate! Grrr! Voidstar hungry!

It gets a chuckle out of the fans and a grin out of Lyra. Eric himself smirks at the amped-up impression but when he looks into the camera his eyes are deadly serious.

Eric Donavan: You want to come take a shot, pal? Like I said before: the door’s open. You didn’t reply to that, naturally, because that’s how some people are when they get called on their crap. But you obviously know Hollywood Pro exists and you have eyes on us every week, so maybe we’ll get a reply out of you this time. I say again: the door’s open. Come on down. Learn why no company in CWC does it better than Hollywood Pro.

Lyra LeVeux-Donavan: The Pike River Collective was another team that did it right. They showed up and gave us a battle straight up with no nonsense. That’s what we like. Win if you can, lose if you must but always give it everything you got. We’ll welcome any team who wants a crack at these CWC World Tag Team Championships… or who’s just looking to test themselves against the best.

Eric Donavan: Like she said, we’ve all talked our share of noise. But these people who are talking the loudest are the ones who are doing the least to back it up. When we speak, people listen. When we’re in that ring, people watch. That’s status that we’ve earned in this business. It’s why we have the wrestling world’s attention and why some of you look like idiots. If you think you’ve got what it takes, we aren’t hard to find. Listen for the roar of these fans and look for the gleam of gold over our shoulders.

Lyra LeVeux-Donavan: Or follow the bodies. That will lead you to us as well.

Stepping in closer to her husband, Lyra pats the gold over her shoulder. Eric nods, still locked in the camera.

Eric Donavan: Come on down and face the fire. Come one, come all. Whether you’re elsewhere in the CWC, a free agent, a bright-eyed tandem fresh out of wrestling school… it doesn’t matter to us. But know that we’re sending you home with a limp, lumps on your noggin and a loss. It’s what we do. And when you have your own gold to hold up high one day?

Lyra LeVeux-Donavan: On that day, you’ll thank us.

Both raise their belts high.

Eric Donavan: Everything burns.

“Reise, Reise” hits again as the Dragon Clan takes their leave, with Eric again holding the ropes for Lyra as they exit the ring and make their way up the ramp.

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TUESDAYS ARE FOR
HOLLYWOOD PRO

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HPW TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP
SINGLES
LIZZIE JONES© vs. DONA ROTTEN


The two women stare one another down in the middle of the ring. Neither one of them willing to look away as the fans take the opportunity to take pictures of the two women in the middle of the ring. Suddenly as if they were sharing the same brain Dona and Lizzie begin throwing forearms at one another that soon change into uppercuts and then leg kicks. Each one returning the other’s strike with equal speed and power. The fans begin to chant ‘FIGHT-FIGHT-FIGHT-FIGHT’ The women don’t let up and continue hitting each other with all they’ve got but the strikes slow down and Lizzie Jones shoves Dona away only for Dona to return and jump up in the air with a lou thesz press and now she’s in position to throw more strikes at an advantage of leverage. Lizzie is eating shots as she tries to cover up but Dona is relentless. Lizzie sits up and hits a headbutt across the forehead of Dona and split Dona open immediately. Dona rolls off of Liz and tries to recover and make sure the blood doesn’t trickle into her eyes as Lizzie hits a picture perfect dropkick to the challenger. Dona quickly gets up refusing to show any weakness and Liz hits anothe-NO! Dona ducks out of the way and as Liz goes to get up DONA HITS THE ‘TOXIC SHOCK’ head scissor driver! She covers to become new champ!??!
ONE
TWO
THR-NO!
Liz kicks out! Dona transitions to lock in an arm bar, but Liz knows that move all too well and slips out in a reversal getting to her feet and hitting a high hip toss! Dona gets up only get be met with ANOTHER hip toss! Liz doesn’t let her get up this time as she throws a downward forearm to the challenger before getting side control and throwing VICIOUS knees to Dona’s ribs! Dona reaches out and luckily grabs the ropes. Liz stalks Dona and as she lets go of the ropes upon getting to her feet she pulls her hair and bends Dona backwards ‘REVERSE DD-NO! Dona pushes off the ropes and flips over Liz! She hooks a half nelson and turns towards the nearest corner. ‘PUNK PLEX’! Into the turnbuckle! Liz is lifeless in the ring and Dona reaches out to grab her and pull her into the middle of the ring but Liz wisely falls to the outside of the ring. Dona pounds the mat frustrated but as Liz slowly gets to her feet Dona hypes up the crowd before running off the ropes and running towards opposite side SUICIDE DIV-NO! LIZ MOVES! Dona hits the barrier! Both women are out and Hudson stands up from commentary and tells the referee to let the ten count go. Moments go by as Liz gets to her feet and rolls Dona in. She follows her in and throws her arm on top of the challenger
ONE
TWO
THR-NO!
Dona kicks out! Liz gets side control again and begins throwing VICIOUS KNEES AGAIN into the side of the challenge-WAIT A MINUTE DONA LOCKS IN A TRIANGLE ARM BAR from the bottom position! DONA ROLLS INTO THE MIDDLE OF THE RING! LIZ HAS NOWHERE TO GO! Her arm is flailing around as Dona moves again to lock it in tight but Liz transitions and puts Dona’s shoulders down
ONE
TW-KICKOUT!
Dona had to let go of the arm bar and Liz retreats to the opposite corner of the ring. Dona quickly gets to her fee-’THE CALAMITY’ ! DONA IS OUT after the running single leg dropkick!
ONE
TWO
THREEE!!!


WINNER & STILL TELEVISION CHAMPION: LIZZIE JONES
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Lizzie is handed the HPW Television Championship and instead of immediately celebrating extends her hand to an emotionally defeated Dona Rotten, having been so close numerous times in the match. Dona reluctantly takes the hand of Lizzie who pulls her up off of the mat only for Dona to point to Lizzie and recognize her as the winner of the match. Lizzie then climbs the nearest corner and extends the Television Championship over her head with a stern look of determination on her face. Hudson says there’s something happening in the back and that the camera man is there to investigate.

BACKSTAGE

We open to three people standing over a group of fallen CWC Hollywood Pro staff members on the cold, hard floor. The hallway lights have been ripped from the ceiling and swing above them. The person in the middle turns around and reveals a purge mask to the camera as the other two follow his lead turning back towards the camera. Their heads tilt to the side and beckon the camera man to come closer before they attack him and the camera falls to the ground in a perfect placement to see the three people drag the camera man in front of the shot and stomp him out next to the rest of the backstage help. Once they’re satisfied they leave the scene right before we see Kenny Sex run in front of the knocked down camera. He shakes his head mortified at what he sees before one of the men who were beaten down point the direction that the three people went and Kenny takes off in that direction with the baseball bat in hand.

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Baddest Man Alive by The Black Keys plays as Eddy Poe walks out so the ring holding a microphone. He holds out his hand, high fiving kids in the crowed.

He steps in the ring and as the music fades he just stands there quietly.

Then he finally starts to speak.

"Somebody brings my family into our business, and see, I don't know what it is, I just get wild. Crazy even. I lit the plant monster on fire for putting Dona into our business, I kicked the crap out of Johnny Vachon for bringing my daughter into our business, I beat up everybody I could see during the trios tournament because one after the other, they said my family didn't belong. I proved em all wrong, I beat em all, and then I jumped ship, we came down to Hollywood because Dona was doing so well out here, and immediately I noticed something.

Nobody knew me here, they'd never met me, they immediately dismissed me as a "meth head" and nobody takes me seriously here.

What, were none of them watching me before? No?

Nobody remembers I was 1 3rd of the first trios championship team? Nobody remembers that I'm a cage fighter and martial artist? Nobody remembers I'm probably the most dangerous guy in this ring.

Especially note Devlin, no... See, he keeps poking the bear and poking the bear, and Devlin... You did it.

Congratulations, you pissed me off. You have committed slander, you cheated to beat me by kicking me where the sun don't shine when the ref was distracted, harassed my family, and I'm positive it was you who bloodied me backstage, even if my memory is a little foggy.

Devlin... You're not the worst guy I've ever met. You're not my nemesis, you're not my greatest opponent, you're just a loud mouth who needs to be made an example out of.

See, this is no longer about you and me. This is about everybody else in the back who thinks they can get away with the things you've been doing the past few weeks.

So why don't you come out here, and take your licks like a man."

Eddy tossed the microphone and faced the stage ramp, waiting for Devlin but instead he finds himself staring at a man with a purge mask covering his face. Poe is perplexed because the frame doesn't match the man he called out. He knows after having competed against him recently. Poe beckons the man with the purge mask to come to the ring but the man shakes his head and wags his finger as Poe is blasted in the back by a steel chair. There behind Eddy are two people with steel chairs who endlessly beat him with their steel chairs before dropping them in the ring and leaving up the ramp to join the third man with the purge mask on. Eddy Poe begins shaking as he pushes himself up from the face down position. Spit begins to fly from his mouth as he yells and points to the three masked individuals as they leave ringside

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TUESDAYOCTOBER, 31
HAUNTED HAYRIDE, LA

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TAG TEAM TORNADO MATCH
TEAM OVERKILL vs. THE LIPSTICK MAFIA


Team Overkill and the Lipstick Mafia have a war of words in the middle of the ring and Jessie Ray tries to kick JRD low, but he grabs her foot and shakes his head before throwing a clothesline, but it’s ducked as Ashlynn hits a drop toe hold and mounts the back of JRD throwing forearms as Anna chops Jessie. Hudson notes that he made the tag team matches Tornado style to take away from referee having to pay attention to who is or isn’t legal. JRD rolls out of the ring with Ashlynn and whips her into the barrier before throwing knees to her midsection. Inside the ring Jessie has turned the luck on Anna and hits a superkick to her knee before grabbing her by the hair and planting her face first into the mat and trying to lock in the calf killer finisher. Anna struggles for the ropes and pulls herself out before running around the side of the ring and hitting a diving chop block on JRD who had the clear advantage over Ashlynn. Jessie picks her partner up from the mat outsi-SUICIDE DIVE FROM ANNA! She takes out both members of the Lipstick Mafia! The fans are on their feet as Anna gets JRD up to his feet in time for him to throw Anna out of the way of a double superkick and eating it himself. Anna then tries to take on the Lipstick Mafia by herself but soon falls to the power of numbers before being rolled into the ring. Ashlynn and Jessie stalk Anna as she gets to her feet. Jessie locks in a Full Nelson as Ashlynn hits a dropkick in an assist to the full nelson face buster to complete the  ‘GOING DOWN’ combination!
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TWO
THR-NO! JRD breaks up the pinfall with a forearm to Ashlynn before Jessie lays into him with kicks across his chest before loading up for a big kick but JRD ducks it and hops to his feet locking in a german suplex and hitting it quickly with ease. JRD crawls over for the pin, but before the referee can make it to count Ashlynn breaks up the pinfall with a ‘GOODNIGHT KISS’ penalty kick. She admires her work for too long as Anna runs with a headscissors that carries multiple rotations ‘ANNA TO THE INFINITE POWER’ she finishes it with a DDT!
ONE
TWO
THR-NO! Jessie breaks up the pinfall and the four of them are in the ring struggling to get to their feet as the fans begin chanting ‘THIS-IS-WREST-LING’ JRD is first to his feet and picks up Jessie whipping her into the corner but she lifts up and over JRD as he follows her in and hits shoulder first before falling to his backside. Jessie creates space before running in and landing with ‘THE MIGHTY TACO’ bronco buster on JRD! Perhaps holding it for too long as Anna grabs her by the hair and pulls Jessie off of her tag team partner and lifting her up in an electric chair drop and spinning around in the ring as the fans count along with the rotations of ‘LAUGHING IN THE FACE OF WA-NO! Ashlynn kicks Anna’s knee out and Jessie falls to her feet. Ashlyn grabs Anna in a russian leg sweep as Jessie comes in with the STO! Anna is out as Jessie pins her
ONE
TWO
THR-NO!
JRD breaks up the pinfall and before Ashlynn can counter hits a spinning backhand! And then spins again hitting the ‘KURRI KURRI TOMAHAWK!’ Both members of The Lipstick Mafia are out! JRD COVERS!
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TWO
THRE-NO!
Ashlynn managed to drag the referee away from making the three count and JRD turns his head with Jessie’s leg hooked to see what happe-’GOODNIGHT KISSS’! ANOTHER PENALTY KICK! Ashlynn pulls Jessie with her on top of JRD in a double pin
ONE
TWO
THREEE!!!

WINNERS: LIPSTICK MAFIA
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Ashlynn and Jessie leave the ring quickly embracing one another in exhaustion having just been through a tornado tag war. Anna it holding her head while she checks on Jax, but makes sure to hold her fingers up and tell the Mafia that it’s tied 1-1 after last week. She tells the two that they’ll be back in Hollywood sooner or later for the tie breaker.

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★TV TITLE RANKINGS★
JACK TILLMAN
ANDRE HOLMES
DONA ROTTEN
FINCH MARUTA
BRYAN WILLIAMS
LUKAS JACOBS
BETHANY DRIVER
BLAKE MITCHELL


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RACHEL REDDING vs. BRENNAN DEVLIN

The two meet in the ring and Brennan extends his hand in a test of strength attempt, and as they lock in Brennan is overpowered but appears to laugh to himself as he reverses the hold throws Rachel down to the mat. He tells the crowd that this is what happens when you’re champion is a woman. Turning back towards Rachel he is met with stiff kicks to the legs that nearly send him off balanced and Rachel uses the ropes for momentum and comes back with a shoulder block but Devlin eats it and they stalemate in the ring as he tries not to laugh. Rachel uses the ropes again to repeat the same shoulder block attempt, but gets the same outcome. Devlin can’t help himself and erupts into a deep belly laugh as Rachel shakes her head and uses the ropes a third time for ANOTHER shoulder blo-NO! She hits a dropkick to his knees and Devlin hits face first! Rachel immediately jumps on top and wraps her arms around his head wrenching in a deep front headlock as Brennan tries to get to a knee for some type of leverage to lessen the pressure applied. He eventually gets to his feet and throws a couple elbows into the midsection of Rache-SNAP DDT from the undisputed champion! She quickly hooks a half nelson and rolls Devlin over
ONE
TW-KICKOUT!
Devlin kicks out, but before he can make a move another front headlock is quickly applied as Hudson comments on the technique of evening out the size advantage that Devlin has. He also notes the crowd cheering on Redding for the first time since she’s become Undisputed Champion, due to their annoyance with Devlin’s anti women’s wrestling narrative. He scurries to get his feet into the ropes and causes Rachel to break the hold before the referee reached the count of five. The both get to their feet and a large smile is on the face of the champion as Brennan dares her to lock up with him but as they tie up he opts for a stiff knee to her mid section followed by a barrage of forearms to her back that puts the champion to a knee. Devlin creates a bit of space before hitting a spinning neckbreaker and a quick cover
ONE
TW-KICKOUT!
Rachel quickly kicks out and Brennan locks in a front headlock of his own and rolls with it in a gator roll fashion leaving the champion delirious a bit as he brings her to her feet and looks for his ‘COSMIS FACE CRUSHER’ CODE BREAK-NO! Rachel throws him down to the mat and hits a double stomp to his chest then runs off of the ropes as Brennan sits up and Rachel returns with a shining wizard!
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THR-NO!
Devlin kicks out and Rachel stalks him as he shakes out the cobwebs from the kne-LIGHTS OUT!

The low growling of bass drums is heard as strobe lights flicker in the arena and suddenlythe lights come back up and the three people in purge masks ARE BACK! They stand in the middle of the ring and look back and forth amongst one another and then to Rachel and Brennan who accuse one another of bringing them out here. The smaller one of the three walks up to Brennan as they all watch, Devlin isn’t sure what to make of this but has no time to figure it out as he get SLAPPED across the face and the referee calls for the bell.

WINNERS: BRENNAN DEVLIN BY DQ
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Brennan Devlin slips from the ring with a smile on his face. He just beat the champion by DQ. The three then turn to the Undisputed Champion as Rachel Redding is backed into the corner and slips out under the bottom rope and grabbing her Undisputed Championship from ringside and leaving up the ramp. She screams ad Hudson that this doesn’t count as a victory over the champion and clutches her title close to her chest. The fans begin to boo and throw debris at the three who stand in the middle of the ring. The man in the middle looks over towards Hudson and pulls a microphone from the back pocket of his jeans. In a deep voice he tells Hudson that he warned him earlier tonight that there was going to be a purge. Hudson gets on the house microphone after dropping his headset and he demands that the coward behind the mask reveal himself because he knows damn well who he is AND knows that he is the one who hit Kenny Sex with the truck. The three people in the Purge masks look at one another and shrug before pulling off their masks to reveal their faces.


BRYAN LAUGHLIN, JOHNNY VACHON AND….. KAELAN PRICE?! The booing of the fans grows as more trash is thrown into the ring. Laughlin brings the microphone to his face and yells towards the camera that you’re god damn right he took out Kenny Sex because Hudson let that piece of shit stay in Hollywood and gifted HIS television championship to Rachel Redding. Vachon grabs the microphone and adds that he is here to finish the job he started taking out Eddy Poe once and for all because he’s a cowardice piece of garbage who fled from Slaughterhouse to fluffy Hollywood. Hudson asks Bryan why he dragged his girlfriend into this and she gets on the microphone and tells Hudson that she’s only here for one reason and that’s to take his god damn head off.

Bryan, Kaelan, and Johnny leave the ring and corner Hudson behind the commentary table, Bryan wraps his hands around Hudson’s throat but before they can go any further Eddy Poe, Kenny Sex, and Dona Rotten run down to the ring and the three Slaughterhouse stars hop the barrier into the crowd. Laughlin tells Hudson that Halloween Havoc will be Slaughterhouse Purging Hollywood Pro from the face of the earth and get rid of the CWC cancer once and for all. Poe, Kenny, and Dona hop the barrier into the crowd and give chase to the three as the camera goes back to Hudson who is trying to catch his breath having been scared half to death.


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