Massive main event as Gojira Takeshima fights Big Ma Porter.

(Opening camera shot: A stormy and very windy night in a graveyard. The camera pans to a figure standing in a graveyard, the rain is pouring down. As the camera moves even closer it is evident that the figure standing in the graveyard is dressed in all black, he has two large bouquets of flowers in his/her hands. The figure is seen looking down at two tombstones, we are unable to make out the names because it is too dark. The figure then kneels down in front of the graves and places a bouquet of flowers on each. As the figure stands up, lighting flashes and for a brief moment the names of the tombstones become visible.

The figure is standing in front of the graves of The Dangerous Queen Sachie Yokoyama and “The Submission Queen” Plum Mariko. The figure then turns to the camera, it is no other than the GDWA Phantom. The Phantom stretches her arms out to the side and closes her eyes. As the camera moves closer to her face, a tear can be seen coming from her left eye. At that very moment, a huge bolt of lightning lands behind both her and the graves of Yokoyama and Mariko. The camera then fades out…..)

Scene opens up on a jammed packed Tacoma Dome in Tacoma, Washington. There are 21,701 – screaming fans in attendance. “Atomic Dog” by Parliament starts blaring through the speakers. The fans erupt with a standing ovation, the camera zooms in on the east side of the ring, where a whole section of fans are wearing dog masks and barking at the camera as it passes them by. This section is known as “THE DAWG POUND” and this is……..


Mutt: Did you see that? That’s the phantom! That damn phantom….

Bishop: Sam, we’re on the air, CUT IT!!

(The camera shows signs of ringside fans barking and wearing police officer uniforms. Kids wear dog collars and leashes as the fireworks shoot from across the arena.)

Bishop: Fans, we’re back in the conservative backwoods of Tacoma, Washington State! These fans eagerly anticipating the arrival of the World Champion ‘Double O’ Officer Order…

Mutt: And where are all the Daisy Butterfly signs? You know where? In the trash…because if you’re not a winner, the fans don’t want ya. Double O is their favorite now.

Bishop: Fans, next week we’ll hail from the Key Arena in Seattle. So close to the Canadian border. As you all know, the Fall Moonsault ’97 emanates from the Sky Dome in Toronto, Canada….

Mutt: And we’ll be getting a little taste of that as well next week. A Survivor Series match up pitting some of the Ironwoman Square Dance tournament participants.

Bishop: Fans, tonight we have a showcase of new GDWA blood! Newcomer Princess Kallista takes on rookie Black Lotus. ‘Burning Cherry Blossom’ Rekka Sakura takes on ‘Tokyo Thriller’ Miko Azai…

Mutt: And in the Main Event! We have FORMER ESWP TV champion ‘Big’ Ma Porter tackling Gojira of Burning Rain!

Bishop: Fans, Mike Whalen is in the ring, let’s hear from him.

(Mike Whalen stands proudly in the middle of the ring with his traditional blue blazer and slacks. He smiles awkwardly as he glares into the crowd.)

Whalen: Not since Andrea Chandler have we had a Wrestler of the Month winner of such import. She is the 2 time former Western Heritage Champion…and YOUR CURRENT WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION…..

(Fans pop as they hear ‘Bad Boys’ by Inner Circle.)



Whalen: MAY

Whalen: ORDER!!!

Officer Order

*As the music starts, Order Runs down to ringside, followed closely by Martial Law and a giant crowd of kids of all ages. Double O is dressed in her police uniform, wearing her motorcycle officer leather jacket and the GDWA World Heavyweight title belt around her waist, Law is dressed in his uniform, and all the kids are wearing Double O T-shirts. As Order and Law enter the ring, the kids spread out surrounding the ring. Many carry signs which read “Double O – Champ 4 Life” and ” What you Gonna’ Do?” *

Bishop: Order hugging Mike Whalen as Martial Law pointing out to all the fans…

Mutt: Yeah, (yawns) let’s get on with it.

(Officer Order takes the trophy and holds it over her head.)

* The Arena is filled with the roar of the crowd as they cheer on Double O*

Order: Thank you, ALL of YOU! You guys are the best fans in the world, if it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t be here today. You the GREATEST!

*Crowd Pops as the kids surrounding the ring cheer the loudest. Looking down at the award, tears well up in her eyes. The kids around the ring begin to jump up and down with excitement, cheering*

Order: You know, I’ve been part of this federation since the beginning, and I’ve got to say that this award means more to me than any title belt or win in the ring ever could, because it comes from you, THE BEST FANS IN THE WORLD!!

* The crowd pops as Order points out to them all around the arena *

Order: This award says we’re proud of you Double O, and I can’t you what that means to me. To know that I’m out here doing my best for you and that you appreciate it. . . What can I say?

* She begins to cry tears of joy, as she raises the award over her head as she does flashbulbs go off all over the arena and the crowd goes wild.*


* Order climbs the ringpost and stands to the top turnbuckle holding the award high over her head as the crowd explodes. *

Mutt: We all know that Sierra Browne should have won that award!

Bishop: Enough of the Sierra Browne. I think the league has had just enough of her mouth.

Mutt: I still can’t get over Sierra Browne, and the dramatic improvement she’s made over the course of the last…

(The loudspeaker suddenly blasts forth a sour note on a harmonica, and “All I Really Want” by Alanis Morissette begins to play as the crowd erupts into boos.)

Micki Duran

Bishop: Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me…

Mutt: YEAH! The return of the Legend!

(The curtains part and “The Legend” Micki Duran steps out onto the ramp way, followed closely by the Kingpin. She is wearing black Doc Martens, jeans, and a black Syndicate shirt. Her long black hair is tied back in a big yellow bow. The Kingpin is dressed immaculately in a black Armani suit, with Raybans on, and is carrying a bone-handled cane. They make their way over to the broadcast position and climb up onto the platform.)

Bishop: I’m out of here…

(He begins to stand up, but is pushed back into his chair by Micki Duran. She rips his headset off and puts it on.)

Micki: You just sit there, little man.

(The Kingpin laughs as Micki Duran sits in Bishop’s lap.)

Micki: I’m here to talk to my good friend Sam.

Mutt: It’s a pleasure to have you here Micki.

Micki: I know it is, honey. Well, well, well…what have we here? Sierra Browne wins the Internet belt. C’est tres drolle. Tres interessant, non?

Mutt: Yeah, she beat Daisy’s ass…

Micki: Oh, honey, I doubt that. Daisy Butterfly has more talent in her big old butt than the entire Browne Family could muster. But I guess now I got Daisy AND Sierra at the Moonsault. Great. I get to kill two old crows with one big rock.

(She makes a fist and grins.)

Mutt: Triple threat matches can be tough, Micki. Neither one of them really like you.

Micki: You know, Bishop, could you move that? It’s poking me. Anyway, I don’t care if the Has Been and the Never Was don’t like me. They can both kiss my ass. You see how nice I was to Daisy? And what did it get me? Beaten. She can kiss my ass.

Bishop: (muffled) You wouldn’t say that if she was here tonight.

Micki: Oh, I wish she would bring her little tired ass out here. I’d knock her damn teeth down her throat.

Daisy Butterfly

(Suddenly, Let Me Clear My Throat by DJ Kool bursts over the loudspeakers, and the crowd roars deafeningly. Daisy appears in the dressing room curtains, wearing her street clothes and a very sullen expression on her face. She walks briskly over to the broadcast position and stands directly in front of Duran)

Mutt: Goddamn it! I thought this broad was off crying somewhere!

(Daisy glares momentarily at Mutt, then locks eyes with Duran)

Daisy: “Knock my damn teeth down my throat.” You had your chance, girlfriend…and you blew it.

Micki: Girl, you better just turn around and go back to the locker room before you get yourself hurt.

Daisy: You can’t do anything else to hurt me, girl. You got some problems already, and you’re about to get a few more with that mouth of yours…

Micki: You’re my mother<censored> problem, bitch!

(Micki throws off the headset and dives off of Bishop, knocking Daisy to the floor. The two roll around, trading punches and kicks.)

Mutt: What the hell?

Bishop: Micki Duran getting what she deserves.

Mutt: I guess the respect between Micki and Daisy has gone right out the window. Good thing too. I was getting worried about Micki going soft.

Bishop: These two are back to fighting form after both losing the Internet belt so quickly after one another.

Mutt: This Triple Threat Match should be a great one!

Bishop: Hell, Sierra might not have anything to worry about. Micki and Daisy might destroy each other tonight!

(Security officials pile out of the back and attempt to separate Micki Duran and Daisy Butterfly. Finally, the two are pulled apart and the area is cleared. Daisy throws her hands up in disgust as she walks back, microphones barely picking up her voice as she yells “I’m out of here…I don’t need this!”)

Mutt: This is going to be a GREAT show tonight!

Bishop: Well, that was certainly ONE way to kick it off…

(Fans all cheering as Spud McKenzie enters the ring….)

Spud: You’ve waited all week for us…now, the premier women’s promotion in all of Professional Wrestling is back.

(Fans all cheering while some chant: ORDER! ORDER! ORDER!)

Spud: The Grand Dragon Wrestling Alliance has but one question to ask all of its fans in Tacoma….Are you ready!?

(Fans scream: YES!!!!!)

Spud: I said ARE YOU READY?!

(Fans scream: YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Spud: Then Let’s Get Rrrrrrready to Rrrrrrrumble!!!

(Fans cheer as horns go off & Spud McKenzie stands poised in the ring.)

Black Lotus vs. Princess Kallista

Spud: Our first contest is scheduled for one fall with a 15 minute time limit!

(Fans all booing as they hear ‘Devil Inside’ by INXS)

Spud: First, making her GDWA debut……hailing from Hong Kong, China. She is 5 feet 8 inches, 150 pounds…here is Black Lotus!

(Fans lack Lotus strolls out, looking relaxed, slowly making her way to the ring, in no real hurry. She’s dressed in a black silk kung fu tunic and loose fitting black silk pants, her face painted alabaster white, except for elaborate black designs around her eyes and mouth. Her jet black hair is drawn back in a thick braid that hangs down her back. She carries a cat of nine tails over her shoulder.)

Bishop: A creepy looking woman. Lotus heading down the aisle, she doesn’t even seem to notice the fans and…

(Half way to the ring, she pauses and picks out some guy along the aisle, staring at him, seemingly fascinated for a moment, reaching out to caress his cheek lazily before moving on to the ring.)

Bishop: Creepy.

Mutt: Yeah…I’ll have to agree with ya there Bishop.

Spud: And HER opponent…

(Minor cheers as fans hear “the Second Waltz” by Shostakovich)

Spud: Hailing from Glasgow, Scotland! Making her GDWA debut, she is 5 feet 5 inches, 129 pounds. Here is Princess Kallista!!!!

(Minor cheers as Kallista heads down the aisle. She enters the ring wearing a deep blue silk, medieval style dress, soft leather boots and black silk sleeves.)

Bishop: Kallista looking on Black Lotus who is slithering around the mat. My lord, this is an odd woman.

Mutt: Well, she can’t let that bother her. Kallista looking for a win this week, and Lotus looking for the upset. This will be a tough one.

Bishop: The ref going over the rules, and Lotus wants him to check Kallista’s body for foreign objects! What?!

(Fans boo as the ref checks Kallista’s boots.)

Mutt: Smart move by Lotus. How many wrestlers have the presence of mind to do that every once in a while.

Bishop: The nerve. Okay, the ref with some final words…let’s hook ’em up!


Bishop: Collar and Elbow tie up…no! Lotus with a Standing Switch and backs out of the ring through the ropes.

(Fans boo!)

Mutt: Black Lotus stalling, great technique as….

Bishop: Hold on! Kallista with a head of steam and…HIGH CROSS BODY to the outside!!!

(Fans cheer as both women lay on the floor.)

Mutt: You know, Lotus was even watching out for that, but Kallista was watching her watching her if that makes any sense.

Bishop: Kallista with a hair pull pick up and rolls her inside of the ring. Kallista up on the ring apron, slingshots herself into the ring….


Ref: ……………………………………………………1


…………………………………………………….Kick k out!

Bishop: Kallista with an Irish Whip to the side ropes as the Princess sprints across the ring. Lotus bouncing off and Princess with a Flying Side Headlock…..


Bishop: and Lotus rolls right out of it into a Single leg pick up and a Leg Scissors!

(Dawg Pound barks as Black Lotus hisses while Princess slaps the mat.)

Mutt: What presence of mind. Lotus with an INCREDIBLE reversal! I’m impressed. I’d expect something like that from a veteran like…Duran or Marx.

Bishop: Kallista hooking the ropes, and Lotus…sliding across the Princess’ body and…

(Fans all whistle as Black Lotus blows in Kallista’s ear and runs her fingers through her hair.)

Mutt: Er…yeah.

Bishop: Kallista quickly to her feet and both Lotus backs off. The Princess keeping her cool relatively well. One could foresee that being a tad….unsettling.

Spud: 5 minutes have gone by in the 15 minute time limit. 10 remain.

Mutt: Both women encircling one another, and the Princess darting at Lotus, but Lotus with a Drop toe hold and rolling into a Legbar.

Bishop: Kallista with excellent ring positioning and grabs the ropes, but Lotus up to her feet and stomping away!

(Fans boo while the ref makes the count.)

Mutt: Lotus with a single leg pick up and pulling her away from the ropes…and Kallista with a Roll Over, and another, and a modified Kip Up…

Bishop: ….AND NAILS Lotus IN THE HEAD with a Swinging Enzuiguri Kick!

(Dawg Pound cheers as Kallista gets to her feet and runs for the side ropes.)

Mutt: Kallista bouncing off as Lotus gets to her feet and a Flying Shoulder Tackle!

(Fans cheer!)

Bishop: The Princess with a pick up and a front face lock….

Mutt: D D T !

(Ringside fans cheer while Princess Kallista heads for the near corner.)

Mutt: Hold on! Lotus is up!! Not enough power in that DDT as she is quickly to her feet and running for the near corner. IT’s a race!

Bishop: Lotus with a head of steam as the Princess is poised up top…


(Fans boo as Black Lotus climbs the turnbuckles.)

Mutt: Lotus with those Shouda Open Hand Palm Strikes to the chest and now she applies a Fireman’s Carry Pick up……

(Fans all on their feet as Black Lotus climbs up to the top turnbuckle.)


(Dawg Pound barks as Black Lotus applies a Single Leg Pick up.)

Mutt: Lotus stomping away at the hamstring area and…CONNECTS with a Fall Away Knee Snap!!!!

(Dawg Pound barks WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF!)

Bishop: If this were Nikita Marx, or Micki Duran, we’d be seeing the Figure Four Right about now. But Lotus with a Double Leg pick up on the Cruiserweight. She hoists her up from the mat….

Mutt: ANKLE DROP POWER BOMB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(The Dawg Pound *POPS* as most fans gasp!)

Ref: 1………………………..2…………………kick out!

Spud: 10 minutes have gone by! 10 minutes.

(Fans cheer as Princess Kallista kicks out.)

Bishop: Lotus wasting no time as she picks up the Princess and Irish whips her to the near ropes. Princess bouncing off and Lotus catches her with a Waistlock…..!

Mutt: But Kallista with a Headscissors…..

Bishop: And Lotus immediately planting her feet first back down to the mat, slapping on an Armpit facelock…..INVERTED DDT!

Ref: …………………………………………………….1



(Fans cheer as Kallista gets the shoulder up!)

Mutt: Lotus with an Overhand Legbar, and you’ve got to ask yourself if the Princess connects with that Flying Head Scissors if Lotus doesn’t work over that left leg so much.

Bishop: The Princess has been well scouted, no doubt. Lotus in a crouching position, and back up to her feet now as she begins a sprint….ANOTHER Fall Away Knee Snap!

Mutt: Kallista looks out of gas!

Bishop: Kallista crawling into the n ear ropes, and Lotus is crawling toward her. Slithering like a snake. Kallista hopping on one leg and…..


Bishop: Smmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmall Packaggggggggggggggggge!!!!!

Ref: ……………………………………………………1



Mutt: Right into a Leg Grapevine….and Lotus Back Bridges into a Chinlock FOR THE KAMA GATAME INDIAN DEATHLOCK!!!!!!!

(Fans all jeer and boo as Black Lotus smiles at the referee.)

Mutt: Kallista is hurt! She’s tapping out! She’s tapping out!


(Fans all boo as they hear ‘Devil Inside’ by INXS.)

Bishop: She won’t release! Princess Kallista flailing away her arms and the ref warning about a disqualification.

(Fans all boo as Black Lotus releases and slithers beside the Princess whispering in her ear.)

Spud: Wrestling fans, at 13 minutes flat, your winner via submission, and making a successful debut is….Black Lotus!

(Fans all boo as the ref raises her hand in victory.)

Mutt: Kallista wrestled much better than last week, but she was scouted so well by the Lotus. She controlled the pace and took out the legs. What else can you ask for in a super hero!

Bishop: Sam, will you stop! Alright we have a House of Styles coming up next.

House of Styles: Big Ma Porter

(Fans pop as they hear “Mr. Big Stuff” by Heavy D. MISTER Furious Styles comes strutting down the aisle. He’s wearing a red and black striped tuxedo, a black silk top hat, and sunglasses while profiling with his steel tipped cane.)

Styles: Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeah, boy! Who loves YOU baby?!

(Fans pop as MISTER Styles enters the ring. He twirls his mic around as he shakes his head in disdain.)

Styles: Is Tacoma in the HOUSE?!

(Fans bark: WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF!)

Styles: Now, this week, I’ve got somebody on the show that is one of the greatest of all times. She’s the first wrestler to EVER hold a different promotions title and bring it back to the good ol’ GDWA! Please show your love for the ONE, the ONLY, ‘Big’ Ma Porter!!!!

(Fans all boo as they hear ‘I Shot the Sherriff’ by Bob Marley.)

Bishop: Ma Porter is a definite fixture in the GDWA. And she the nemesis of the WORLD CHAMPION Officer Order who we heard from earlier tonight.

(Further boos as Ma Porter heads down the aisle followed by Tony Angelo. Porter wears a slick Italian suit with her hair slicked back Mafioso style.)

Mutt: Yeah, and you gotta wonder what Big Ma has planned for that Survivor Series…hey, you know she has a match tonight with that loser from Burning Rain.

Bishop: One of countless Main Events Ma has been in throughout her career.

Styles: Ma, it’s so good to have ya hear with me!

Ma; Glad ta be here, Styles. I ain’t been here for a while, youse look pretty good.

Styles: I got things under control. Hey, what’s been up with you? You seem to have a lot on your mind as of late!

Ma: Well, I been busy, of course, wit’ the wedding and all. I ain’t seen so many hassles in my life. But a lot the hassles are dealing with the little punks in the GDWA who want to ride the Organized Crime gravy train. We’re getting offers right and left, but we gotta turn ’em all down. The only peoples youse can trust is family, and The Blondes, my daughters are family. The Icewoman here, Nikita, is like a partner in crime, so she’s family too. As fer the rest of you pukes, youse can all take a hike. Maybe they just want invitations or something.

Styles: Now, let’s get to the bread and butter of it. Next week is the last card before the big Fall Moonsault pay per view. You and Nikita of OC gonna wash the ring with Daisy and her debutantes. What ya gotta say about that?

Ma: That Survivor Series match should be somthin’ else. I don’t know if I can trust anybody but Nikita here. This Yukon Jane is a big girl, and I can admire her ambition, but she don’t know she’s as dumb as dirt. Medusa’s always been a snake in the grass. And goddam Sally McClane sure as hell better pay attention to the match instead of criticizing my figure. The only thing that gives me confidence is the pathetic team we’re up against. I ain’t seen so many jobbers on one team since the early days.

(Fans all boo and chant: Daisy! Daisy! Daisy! Daisy!)

Styles: Now, I know you a busy woman Big Ma! But lemme ask ya before you go…tonight you face another woman who claims to be big. Can you shed some light on this gal?

Ma: Gojira, what in god’s name makes youse think that I would ever lower myself to impoisenate the likes of youse! You’re nothing but a fat, pathetic imitation of me, and when we meet in the ring, I’m gonna show you what so many have learned before. When ya cross paths with OC, ya better call ahead and reserve a nice spot in the Brooklyn River, ’cause youse’ll be sleepin’ wit’ da fishes!!

(Fans boo as they hear “I Shot the Sheriff” and Ma Porter shakes hands with MISTER Furious Styles.)

Styles: Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeah, boy! Porter, nice having ya. Let’s do lunch some time.

Bishop: What a sleaze! Porter leaving ringside, let’s…….hold on!

Medusa Rage

[The video screen flares to life. The crowd pops as they see Medusa Rage staring out from the screen. The Dawg Pound begins its chant. “Dusa! dusa! dusa!”

Bishop: Ma Porter stopped in her tracks as she was heading up the aisle back to the locker room. Tony Angelo pointing at Medusa…

[Medusa Rage stands smugly before the camera, the corner of her lip curled into a sneer. She’s dressed in her black wrestling leotard. Her bare arms are crossed, the taut muscles bulging.]

Medusa: Furious, I’m sorry to have to interrupt like this, but Organized Crime has to learn something today and learn it right now. Ma Porter, Nikita Marx and you two little bottle blonde lackeys, do you really think you form a unit? Organized Crime, the only thing criminal about you is that such a band of jackasses and no-talents was ever allowed to form a unit in the first place. You’ve enjoyed a nice little run in the spotlight, but I’m coming to get it back.

I promise you that. Girls, there’s a new sheriff in town that is going to break you down and make you come to heel. The GDWA rings are dominated by gangs and chaos. Well, I’m the mistress of chaos. I’m the mistress of the mass attack. And I’m putting a stop to all of that nonsense in the GDWA.

Officer Order proved that the law can’t touch you, Porter. But I’m not governed by the law. I’m as much an outsider as you. And that’s why I’m going to break you. You know I know as many dirty tricks as you do. You know that I can get down and dirty, busted knuckles and knees to the gut. And you know that I will break you.

[The Dawg Pound is really woofing for Medusa now. The fans are all cheering. Medusa waits for the noise to subside and continues.]

Medusa: Nikita Marx, I beat your ass into the dust once before and I promise if you get in my way I’ll do it again. But you know me. I’m not going to start with snake’s excrement like you.

[The crowd pops]

Ma Porter, I’m coming for you. We haven’t ever faced each other in the ring, but you’ve seen fit to tell me my place on more than one occasion. And you’ve seen fit to call me an “island primate” on more than one occasion. Well, if we want to discuss primates, let’s call it as it is. When I get you in the ring, I’m going to make you look like the overweight baboon that you are. Because you’ve never faced an opponent that had to afraid of your size. You never faced an opponent who had to be wary of you. They say you’re the strongest and the smartest wrestler in the GDWA. Well, you know I’m the most dangerous wrestler in the world. I’ve got my focus back and I can see the game.

At Survivors Series we’ll be forced to co-exist, but I tell you this. You and me, we’re enemies. And if you don’t run crying from the GDWA when this broadcast is over I’m going to show you exactly where my place is. Right up your ass.

(Dawg Pound barks: WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! )

Porter, this is your one warning. Medusa Rage is BACK!!! And I’m coming to wipe your fifty-year old, pasta-stuffed ass off the face of the GDWA. Organized Crime, you’re finished as of today. Love you, Furious. Love you, fans. Porter, goodnight. Farewell. Amen.

[Fade to black.]

Bishop: Porter storming up the aisle for the locker room area….


Bishop: Okay, speaking of the Rage family, we have comments from our (cringes) Tri-titled champion ‘Golden Girl’ Sierra Browne….

Sierra Browne

[Fade in:

Sierra Browne, shaven-scalped, dressed all in black, stands with her three belts over her shoulders by a fancy swimming pool. Indigo Browne and Marissa Monet stand with her as she looks out at the young children swimming and enjoying themselves. She snorts in disgust.]

Sierra: If they only knew. So young, so carefree. Remember when we were like that, Indi?

Indigo: I think we’re still like that.

Marissa: You can be. You just got to let go of that anger, Si. I mean are they all worth it? I know the whole GDWA is talking about you, but is it really worth it?

[Sierra stares at the three titles draped over her shoulders. She shrugs them off and they drop to the ground.]

Sierra: I used to think these meant something to people. I used to think naively that when people saw a champion they would recognize her talents. Riss, when Indi and I came here we were just a couple of young, fresh-faced children with big dreams of showing the world that Caribbean wrestling had its place as a legitimate form of wrestling. No, they wanted their North American style, their Japanese mat-based bore fests. And when I soared and when I made styles that grabbed them by the throat they all complained. They booed. They said I cheated to win Order’s belt. Order’s belt. I wasn’t the one deliberately lying outside the ring trying to take the count out. Medusa just refused to let her take the easy way out, especially when she was spewing all this crap about being such an honorable champion. And Mita? Oh yeah, I set her up nicely. Why not? That little upstart had it coming.

Indigo: Sierra!

Sierra: You saw her nonsense. She had it coming. Nobody tries to show me up. That’s my game not theirs. But Butterfly’s loss really showed their true colors. I beat her fair and square just like they all demanded of me and they couldn’t handle it. They cried and they shouted how could that little negress win three championship belts? Am I blessed by God?

You’re damn right I am, Savannah. I have always been blessed by God. I have always had talent. Talent that you neither recognize nor understand. You pinned me. Is that something I care about? No. You didn’t hurt me. I put you in physiotherapy.

Marissa: You know, much as I hate to say it, that move was kind of fly. Where’d you get it? Dal trot it out of her chest of holds?

Sierra: Think I saw it on TV or something.

Indigo: Sierra, you’re my sister. I love you, but you’re obsessing. You know how you always let things get too big. You’ve got two matches that night. A triangle match and don’t forget Jennifer Grier.

Marissa: Jennifer Grier? She’s the least of Si’s worries. You know Daisy and Micki are going to be hunting for her head.

Indigo: But Jen’s the opponent she knows least. And Grier is hungry. Don’t write her off because she doesn’t win a lot, Riss. You know better than that. That’s how we ended up losing to Burning Rain and the Double Otanashis.

[Marissa’s eyes flash at the memory of those losses. She holds up her hands.]

Marissa: All right, so Grier’s more of a threat. But she isn’t trying to end your career. You know what a rattlesnake Micki Duran tries to be. And you know she’s a hell of a lot more intense when she’s hungry.

Indigo: And Daisy Butterfly is going to want to avenge that loss.

Sierra: And everyone is gonna want this little … Schwartz to lose. I know. They’re plotting away. Their sharpening their little knives for my back. I don’t care. It doesn’t matter two damns to me because I’m going to beat them all. They think it’s about belts. That’s where they’ll lose. It isn’t about belts. It’s about respect. It’s about recognition. I mean everybody wants to try to qualify my reigns. Everybody wants to downplay Sierra Browne. Well, I don’t like being backed into a corner. I don’t like it when people try to hem me in. And when they do I attack and attack. Micki Duran thinks she’s a badass. Doux-doux darlin’ wait til they get a load of me.

[Marissa jumps up and awkwardly slaps Sierra on the back.]

Marissa: You go, girl. Represent for all of us that keep getting jerked around by the system.

Indigo: Just remember one thing, sis.

Sierra: What’s that?

Indigo: When you cut they tails, right, make sure they fly a Trinidadian flag over the ring so they know exactly who beat them, all right?

[Sierra smiles for the first time in a longtime. She hugs her sister and throws and arm around Marissa’s lean waist.]

Sierra: Girl, thanks for making me laugh.

[Fade out]

Bishop: Fans, let’s move on to our next match up.

Miko Azai vs. Rekka Sakura

Spud: Wrestling fans, our next contest is scheduled for one fall with a 15 minute time limit.

(Fans boo as they hear ‘Pump, Pump’ by Snoop Doggy Dog.)

Spud: First, led down the aisle by her manager David Jones. From Tokyo, Japan! She is 5 feet 5 inches, 135 pounds…here is the Miko Azai!

(Miko heads down the aisle wearing a white ninja suit with the flag of Japan on the back.)

Mutt: I’ve always liked this kid. Miko Azai just needs better managing. If she had someone like the Kingpin or Dalbello Rage guiding her….

Bishop: So you don’t like David Jones?

Mutt: I didn’t say that! Stop putting words in my mouth!!

(Miko Azai enters the ring and flips off the Dawg Pound. Fans boo as she climbs the turnbuckles and pats herself on the back.)

Bishop: Fans, before we get this underway, we’ve got some comments from ‘Burning Cherry Blossom’ Rekka Sakura prior to her departure from Japan!

Rekka Sakura

[open camera on Rekka Sakura in the Tokyo International Airport. She is dressed plainly and sits awaiting her flight number to be called. Eddie Rose enters the waiting area and takes a seat next to Rekka]

Eddie Rose: Finally!! I caught up with you Rekka!!

Rekka Sakura: [groaning, she is not in the mood for this] Eddie-san, what are you doing here?

Eddie Rose: Why are you leaving Japan?

Rekka Sakura: I have duties in the States. I have a big match with Miko Azai just 3 days before the J Crown PPV. I then must fly back to Japan for J Crown and take a piece of revenge from Robin Blaze’s skull!!

Eddie Rose: So win or lose this puts an end to your war with Blaze?

Rekka Sakura: It will never be truly over but after our match at J Crown I will concentrate on other matters…

Eddie Rose: Would those other matters include Baby Hotta?

Rekka Sakura: [eyeing Eddie with a tired look] Yes they do… that Death Valley Driver she gave em during our tag match was no accident… Then she had the nerve to look at me with disgust when she was the one responsible for the loss!! I was humiliated by that incident and you better believe that after J Crown I will be at Yamashita-san’s office requesting a TITLE match with her. I won’t demand it but I will request it.

Eddie Rose: What if he denies your request?

Rekka Sakura: [flashing an evil look at Eddie] Then I will ask him what I need to do in order to get a title match and then do it!! I will do whatever it takes to get my hands on Baby Hotta and wrestle away that SJPW Women’s title… that misfit is poor representative for SJPW. I want to win the belt and bring honor to it by defending it both in Japan and overseas!!

Eddie Rose: Still Robin Blaze is the immediate challenge…

Rekka Sakura: I am not out to pin Robin Blaze… I am out to demolish her!! I want to hear scream in pain and watch her bleed slowly…

Eddie Rose: [looking a tad shocked] um… What about Super Tengu?

Rekka Sakura: I will not speak of that piece of garbage… Super Tengu in a disgrace to my fa… [Stops short and shuts up]

Eddie Rose: A disgrace to what? Rekka what were you about to say?

Rekka Sakura: Tengu is a disgrace, let him have the twisted Robin Blaze. They make a fine couple of lunatics

Eddie Rose: You’re not telling me something Rekka!!

PA Voice: JAL Flight # 32 for JFK is now boarding. At this time we are allowing those with First Class tickets to board

[Rekka gets up and trudges to the gate]

Eddie Rose: Rekka!! Tell me!!

[Fade out as Rekka Sakura boards her flight for New York, ignoring Eddie Rose but muttering ‘Damn you Tetsuo’]

Mutt: Sierra Browne, kiss that title goodbye!

Spud: And her opponent!

(Fans Cheer as they hear “Cruel Angle’s Thesis” by Ryokoo Takahashi blast through the pa.)

Spud: Hailing from Tokyo, Japan! She stands 5 feet 6 inches, 125 pounds, here is ‘Burning Cherry Blossom’ Rekka Sakura!!!

(Rekka heads down the aisle slapping hands with ringside fans as she glares inside the ring. She’s wearing a red singlet decorated with yellow and red painted cherry blossoms.)

Mutt: Rekka climbing through the ropes, and here comes Miko!

(Fans pop as Miko Azai fires away with Karate Chops to the chest)


Bishop: Miko firing away with Karate Chops to the chest. Rekka is stunned as she is Irish Whipped to the ropes.

Mutt: Miko running to the near ropes, as Rekka bounces off the far ropes. They meet in the middle of the ring….


(Fans cheer!)

Mutt: And look at this!

(Fans scream as a woman comes sprinting out from the ring curtain.)

Bishop: Lisa Thomas! ‘Luscious’ Lisa Thomas the tag team partner of Miko Azai heading down the aisle and…And here comes Radhi Ananda!

Mutt: Radhi climbing out of the Dawg Pound, and she cuts off Lisa at ringside!!!!

(Dawg Pound barks: WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! )

Mutt: Radhi and Lisa trading punches in the aisle…oh my!

Bishop: Meanwhile, Rekka with a pick up, and peppering Miko with hard right hands, but Miko firing back with Karate Chops! Great inside game by Miko.

Mutt: Rekka weak on her legs and Miko into the ropes, bouncing off and SPRINGBOARDING OFF WITH A FLYING DOUBLE AXE HANDLE!

(Fans boo as Miko Azai picks her up.)

Mutt: Rekka is down! And Miko into the ropes, Springboarding off and *MISSING* the Elbowdrop!

(Fans cheer as Rekka Sakura gets to her feet and points down at Miko Azai!)

Mutt: Miko to her feet and Rekka with a Drop toe hold! Both women back up and Rekka with a Thrust Kick! Miko is down, and Rekka with a quick pick up and an Irish Whip!!

Bishop: Rekka running for the side ropes as Miko bounces off and Rekka Sakura with a Flying Belly to Belly Suplex!!!

Mutt: Now Rekka with a Single Leg pick up, and stomping away on Miko’s leg. Miko rolling into the ropes, and Rekka forced to break.

Bishop: Rekka with a pick up, and kicking away at Miko’s knee, but Miko firing back with Karate Chop! Rekka backing off a bit as Miko first ANOTHER shot to the chest!

Mutt: Miko bounding off the ropes, and Rekka Sakura charging in…. only RUN RIGHT INTO MIKO AZAI’S SPINWHEEL KICK!!!!!

(Fans groan as Rekka Sakura collapses to the mat!)

Bishop: Miko down on one knee, trying to rest a tad bit. Miko with a pick up and a Backbreaker!

Ref: 1………………..2……………….kick out!

(Fans cheer as Rekka Sakura kicks out!)

Spud: 5 minutes have gone by in the 15 minute time limit. 10 remain.

Mutt: Meanwhile, security has moved these two gals away from ringside. Good move by the GDWA front office.

Bishop: Miko Azai with a pick up and an Irish Whip to the far ropes. Miko with a head of steam as Rekka bounces off…and DUCKS the Swinging Double Axe Handle from Miko!

(Fans cheer!!)

Bishop: Rekka to the far side as Miko Azai bounces off the ropes. Both women meeting in the middle of the ring…AND MIKO AZAI WITH A FLYING FOREARM!!!

Mutt: Miko Azai with the cover.

Ref: 1………………………….2…………………..kick out!

(Fans boo as Miko Azai chokes Rekka Sakura.)

Ref: 1………………………..2………………….3……..4..!

Mutt: If Miko were just a few pounds slimmer she could be a nasty cruiserweight. She’s got the right attitude to take her to the gold. Miko with a pick up and a Frontface lock…DDT….no!!!

(Fans all cheering as Rekka Sakura applies a Single Leg Takedown.)

Bishop: Rekka stomping away on the hamstrings, and Miko Azai searching for the ropes. Rekka running for the near ropes, flying through them?


(Dawg Pound barks: WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! )

Bishop: Rekka climbing back up to the ring apron, and now climbing the turnbuckles….and she’s up top!

Mutt: Miko is clutching her knee! Rekka Sakura back flipping off the top and………Asai Moooooooooooooonsault!

Ref: ……………………………………………..1 …………………………………………………..2 ………………………………………………….no!

(Fans scream as Miko Azai kicks out.)

Mutt: Both women up and Rekka with boots to the midsection. But a feeble Karate Chop from Miko! Miko up against the ropes, and Rekka with an Irish Whip to the far side…no reversal!

Bishop: Rekka bouncing off and Miko catching her with a Waistlock and HITTING A SPINEBUSTER!!!!

(Fans boo as Miko Azai picks up Rekka Sakura.)

Bishop: Miko Azai with a pick up….AND a Karate Chop! Now an Irish Whip to the far ropes. Miko with a head of steam as Rekka bounces off….

Mutt: FRANKENSTEINER!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Mixed cheers as Rekka Sakura lays on the mat.)

Ref: 1…………………………..2…………….kick out!

Bishop: Miko slow to her feet as that leg is bothering her. Miko with a pick up, and a Karate Chop!

(Fans groan as Rekka doubles over!)

Mutt: Rekka is dazed as Miko Irish Whips her to the ropes…no, a quick reversal!


(Dawg Pound barks as Rekka Sakura plummets to the canvas.)

Mutt: And Miko Azai taunting Rekka. David Jones pointing to the near corner and Miko Azai climbing the turnbuckles.

(Fans screaming as Rekka Sakura lays on the mat!)

Spud: 10 minutes have gone by in the 15 minute time limit. 5 remain.

Mutt: Rekka is dazed. And Miko is up top! Miko flying off the top and………….

(Fans scream as Miko Azai flies off the top.)

Bishop: *misses* the Fistdrop!!!!!

(Fans all cheering as Rekka Sakura rolls out of the way.)

Mutt: But Rekka can’t capitalize. She’s still down from that Spinwheel. And you’ve got to ask if Jetlag and transfederational wrestling is wearing her out.

Ref: 2…………….3……………………………

Mutt: Miko up to her knees, still holding her fist as Rekka Sakura is kneeling in a daze.

Ref: 4…………….5……………………6……..

Mutt: Miko Azai up now, and heading over to Rekka. Miko stomping away on the head of Rekka as she rolls into the near ropes.

Bishop: Rekka Sakura in the ropes, and Miko stomping away! The ref wants a break, and Miko not complying!

Ref: 1……………….2………….3………………4…..

Mutt: The ref forcing her away, and Rekka rolling out to the floor.

(Fans boo as Rekka Sakura is doubled over on the floor.)

Bishop: Hold on! Miko Azai running for the far ropes, catapulting herself to the outside…..



Mutt: OH MY GOD!

Bishop: Miko is down! Miko is down!

(Fans all screaming as both women lay on the floor.)

Ref: 2……………………..3………………………..4……

Bishop: Rekka Sakura laying on the floor, dazed. Miko is hurt bad!

Ref: 6……………………….7………………………8…..

Mutt: Get the gurneys! These girls ain’t going nowhere.

Ref: …………………….9……………………………..10!


(Hardcores cheer as they see stretchers brought out to ringside.)

Spud: Wrestling fans, at 13 minutes 10 seconds, this match has been ruled a double count out!

(Fans all boo as Miko Azai is carried out on a stretcher.)

Bishop: Fans, we have MISTER Furious Styles up next. Oh my.

Mutt: A hell of a match, I’d love to see them go at it again.

House of Styles: Dalbello Rage

(Fans pop as they hear “We Got Our Own Thang” by Heavy D. Styles comes strutting down the aisle, spinning around and pointing to the Dawg Pound. He’s wearing a red and black striped tuxedo, a black silk top hat, and sunglasses while profiling with his steel tipped cane.)

Styles: Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeah, boy! Who loves YOU baby?!

(Dawg Pound barks: Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurious!)

Styles: Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeah, boy!!!! Now, ladies and gentlemen… they got me working double duty again. I mean don’t I get no time off or nuthin? But when they told me who my guest tonight would be I had to say yes. I just had to because the cleverest…most effective … most attractive manager in the GDWA is coming out. And you know whenever I get a chance to have someone as fine and as perfect as my next guest I jump at the chance. So, ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together and give it up for Ms. Perfect…Daaaaaaalbelllllllllooooooo Raaaaaaaage!!!!

[“The Great Gate of Kiev” begins its orchestral majesty as Dalbello Rage parts the curtains. She nods to the fans as she swaggers down to join Furious Styles. Ms. Perfect is decked out in Chanel sunglasses. Her hair is left in its loose shag-styled bob. It is a glossy black. She wears a cream with navy pinstripe pantsuit and a matching navy blouse with an elongated collar flapping over the lapels to offer a hint of cleavage. She swaggers up to Furious, her hands wrapped in kidskin driver’s gloves. She blows Furious a coy kiss.]

Styles: First things first, do I call you Dal or Lady D?

Dalbello: Ms. Rage will do just fine, thank you.

[Styles makes a show of being impressed as Dalbello continues to smirk at him.]

Styles: So it’s like that now, is it?

[Dalbello, hands on hips, leans back and gives him her best diva glare. The affectation is made all the more impressive by doing it through sunglasses.]

Dalbello: Darling, it’s always been like that. Now, I didn’t come out here just to flirt with you. Dusa’s been there done that. And I don’t believe in sharing like that. I’m here to discuss business.

Styles: Business. Yeah, well it seemed we saw you get the business end of Sierra’s right hand at that press conference. You can’t tell me you’d actually manage Jennifer Grier over Sierra Browne, would you? Grier’s a no talent. She’s a hack!

Dalbello: She’s everything people said Sierra was before she made it big. Look, it takes skill and opportunity to make it in this Association. Savannah Charles’ boy, Taylor, said it best when he evaluated Sierra Browne as having made the most out of opportunity. But one thing he missed was her enormous desire. That’s at the heart of Sierra Browne. She wants to win. She needs to win. By any means necessary. But don’t think Jennifer Grier isn’t going to be like that herself. Don’t think that she doesn’t have potential.

Styles: But Sierra’s the champion. The first TRI-TITLED champion.

Dalbello: I’ve held three belts before in other federations. Right now her count stands at three singles titles ever. I’ll be impressed when she gets to thirty like me. But I don’t see that happening. Maybe Sierra’s gone as far as she can. I like to do a lot of things, Styles. I like to mold people into things. I got Sierra already assembled. Don’t get me wrong. I still want to manage her, but managing just one person gets tedious after a while. I’d like to stay sharp by managing a variety of wrestlers.

Styles: What? You’re forming your own stable like the Kingpin?

Dalbello: Heaven forbid. I want nothing to do with stables. I’ve had my fill of them. All they do is kill competition. No, what I’m talking about is me managing several wrestlers. In fact, I’m standing out here right now to offer my services to any wrestler who wants them. Feeling constrained by having that man on your arm and want somebody who knows the ring better than anybody in the GDWA? Contact me. Want somebody who can discuss strategies with you and evaluate opponents the way they need to be evaluated? Contact me. I can work with anybody in any style, from Sierra Browne to Daisy Butterfly. Hell, I’d kill for a chance to work with Keiko Mita. That girl has talent and I’d love to make her a champion. Jennifer Grier. Bloody Mary. Jungle Radhi Ananda. Match by match or long term service, it doesn’t matter. I’ll hire on for any contract.

Styles: Then you’d own a piece of all the players.

Dalbello: No, I’d return competitiveness to a federation that is sharply breaking into classes. There is an elite here: Order, Porter, Andrea Chandler, Medusa, Sierra, Micki when she’s hungry that can beat anybody at any time. Then there’s an underclass of people struggling to compete. People who are afraid to take on the top dogs and thus never get anywhere because they never learn how to fight the top competitors here. Let’s take Andrea Chandler, for example. Nobody ever challenges her. And she certainly won’t challenge for any other match but a World Title match. That gives her one opponent. Officer Order. And nobody else. Sally McClane is ripe to be dropped from the big 5th. Upsetting Micki, Daisy and Order has proved to be surprisingly easy, too. Just some of the young wrestlers and even some of the veterans lack the vision to do it. They lack the vision to find a way to win. That’s what I’m offering. Medusa was deadly with me. Sierra is deadlier than that with me. And I’ll show you what I can do with Grier. I’m willing to go to the mat for anyone I manage on whatever basis.

And if I’m ever put in the position where I manage two competing wrestlers, I’ll make damn sure both are as prepared as I can make them and step out of the way. That’s a promise.

Styles: That’s kind of interesting. Organizations like the Syndicate and Organized Crime are known quantities. I mean, you know who’s in them and who’s helping who to win, right?

Dalbello: Right.

Styles: But you could be behind the scenes. You could pop up in anybody’s corner.

Dalbello: Right.

Styles: You’d destabilize the entire balance of power in the federation. Nobody would know what to expect.

Dalbello: And they’d be forced to rely on their own individual skills rather than sit on their laurels and pick their spots carefully or rely on their compatriots. I might be helping a Daisy Butterfly outwrestle a Yukon Jane.

Of course I might be giving tips to Sweet Emotion or Miko Azai on the best way to pulp Officer Order. I might be there to make sure the rules are enforced or I might break every one of them, depending on what you need. The perfect manager has become a freelancer and I’m open to all bids. Thank you. You know where to contact me. Fall Moonsault’s just around the way. This is the perfect time to outsmart your foes. Call me. No reasonable offer will be refused.

[“The Great Gate of Kiev” begins to play Ms. Perfect off the set. She winks at the audience and starts to walk away. Styles just stares after her.]

Styles: You know, just when you think you got all the answers.

Crowd: Dalbello changes the questions.

Styles: Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeah, boy!!!!! That was good. I’m glad y’all watch the same shows as me.

Mutt: You go Dalbello!

Gojira Takeshima vs. Big Ma Porter

Spud: Wrestling fans, our next contest is scheduled for one fall with a 30 minute time limit….and it is our MAIN EVENT!

(Fans pop as Gojira bursts through the curtain.)

Spud: Led down the aisle by her tag team partner Maria Urquidez… She’s 5 feet 10 inches, 210 pounds….one half of Burning Rain…. Gojira Takeshima!!!

(The lights darken and jets of green fire flare up on either side of the entrance as Gojira comes stalking out, power walking to the ring. She’s wearing green military camo pants and combat boots, her stretchy singlet top a lighter shade of green, two slitted yellow eyes on the back. In her right hand she carries a wooden katana, held up to the crowd. She looks serious, ready for action, followed by her tag team partner, Maria, who is high fiving with fans. The wooden sword is left with Maria before she climbs into the ring.)

Bishop: These fans appreciating the appearance of Gojira who makes her singles competition debut in Grand Dragon.

Mutt: And there’s a big difference between tag and singles competition. I look for Porter to exploit that change in scenery for Gojira and take her out!

Spud: And her opponent, representing Organized Crime…

(Fans all booing as they hear “I shot the Sheriff” by Bob Marley.)

Spud: Led down the aisle by her manager Tony Angelo…from Queens, New York. She is 6 feet tall weighing in at 225 pounds…the FORMER ESWP TV Champion…’Big’ Ma Porter!!!

(Thunderous boos as Ma Porter comes walking through the ring curtain. She takes her time as she heads down the aisle.)

Mutt: Gojira is in the ring, and you gotta admit that the girl looks nervous. She’s never been in a match up this big….

Bishop: OH I’d disagree….

Mutt: By herself? Porter has been in more Main Events than even Andrea Chandler! This has got to be nerve racking for the Burning Rain gals.

(Porter enters the ring wearing a 1 piece black spandex with a single strap over her left shoulder. Her hair is greased back and tied back in a ponytail.)

Bishop: Porter in the ring, and immediately sizing up Gojira. These two have been compared to one another for so often. Porter with a slight 10 or so pound weight advantage…

Mutt: Gojira looks to be smoother on her feet. The Go-girl bouncing off the ropes and tugging on them to warm up. This is gonna be REAL battle of the Superheavyweights.

Bishop: The ref has gone over the rules, and here we go!


Bishop: Gojira and Porter encircling one another, and Gojira wants a test of strength!

(Fans pop as Ma Porter sneers and raises her hand.)

Mutt: Porter locking hands, and now a Greco Roman knuckle lock! Both women slamming their chest against each other, and now they lock the other hands.

Bishop: Porter and Gojira’s arms are raised beside them, and Porter with the leverage and weight advantage, forcing her down! Porter with the advantage as Gojira’s arms are beginning to sink.

(Crowd chants: Go-Ji-Ra! Go-Ji-Ra! Go-Ji-Ra! Go-Ji-Ra! Go-Ji-Ra! )

Mutt: Gojira dropping down to one knee, and Porter really s inking it in. What power!

Bishop: Gojira driving a shoulder into the midsection, and another! And another! Porter doubling over, and now Gojira Irish Whipping the Mafioso Queen to the far ropes.

Mutt: Porter bouncing off and NAILING Gojira with a Football Tackle!

(Fans all bark as Gojira stands her ground.)

Mutt: Both women running for the far ropes, Gojira on one end and Porter on the other. Both women meeting in the middle of the ring and…



(MAJOR crowd pop as Ma Porter hits the canvas.)

Bishop: Gojira with a pick up and…scoops up Ma Porter!!!! What Power as she Bodyslams….

Mutt: NO!….Inside Cradle!!!!!

Ref: 1……………………………..2………………Kick out!

Mutt: Yukon Jane MUST have been watching that one.

Bishop: Both women back up to their feet and Gojira nailing away with Reverse Knife Edges to the chest. Porter backing off, and now Gojira has her up against the ropes.

Mutt: Gojira now, nailing away with Head-butts, but Porter fighting right back! Gojira is stunned, and now Porter with an Irish Whip to the far side.

Bishop: Gojira bouncing off as Porter picks up a head of steam….AND ‘Big’ Ma Porter CONNECTS WITH A F LYING HEADBUTT!

(Dawg Pound barks: WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! )

Bishop: Porter with a pick up, and a Gutwrench Suplex! Incredible, brute strength from the OC’s head boss. Now a Standing Legdrop to the upper body, and a Chinlock

(Fans boo as Tony Angelo claps.)

Mutt: Gojira slow to her feet, and Porter nailing away with hard right hands to the head now. Porter shoving her into the near corner, and continuing her assault.

Bishop: Porter now, stomping away at the left knee of Gojira. Gojira firing back with Reverse Knife Edges and Porter backing off.

Mutt: Gojira fighting out of the corner with those Knife Edges, and now an Irish Whip to the far corner. Porter hitting hard as Gojira picks up a head of steam and….HITS WITH A RUNNING CLOTHESLINE!!!

(Fans pop as Gojira points to the far corner.)

Bishop: Gojira with an Irish Whip, no! Porter with a reversal as Gojira hits hard. Maria screaming as Ma Porter picks up a head of steam and…..

Mutt: ……………..A V A L A N C H E !!!!!!!!!!

(Fans all scream as Gojira crumbles out of the corner to the mat.)

Ref: 1…………………………2……………Kick out!

(Fans cheer!)

Bishop: Porter with a pick up, and a handful of hair. Porter with a smile, and GIANT HEADBUTT! Gojira weak legged, and now Porter slapping on a Waistlock for BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!!!

Mutt: This is the biggest, strongest, most powerful woman in the Grand Dragon Wrestling Alliance. Porter with another Reverse Chinlock, and Gojira and she are going toe to toe!

(The Dawg Pound chants: SLAM! SLAM! SLAM!)

Mutt: Ma Porter with a pickup, a Scoop and a Bodyslam…..


Mutt: She slaps on a Full Nelson! Porter attempting to fight her way out of it and….GOJIRA WITH A DRAGON SUPLEX!!!!

Ref: 1……………………….2………………kick out!

Spud: 10 minutes have gone by in the 30 minute time limit. 20 remaining!

Mutt: Both women back up, and Porter backing off now. Porter looks dazed as Gojira runs into her with those Reverse Knife Edges, and Porter with an Eye Gouge.

Bishop: Porter with a handful of hair, and runs Gojira into the near corner. A head smash into the turnbuckle, and now Big Ma stomping away on that left leg. The ref wants a break, but Porter pounding away!

Ref: 1……………..2…………….3……………..4……

Bishop: Porter breaks, and Gojira is dazed now. Big Ma slapping on a Front Face lock…oh no! Gojira hooking the ropes, but Porter really muscling her out of the corner….

(Fans all stomping their feet as Gojira winds out of the Facelock with a Wristlock.)

Mutt: What Power! Gojira winding out of it into an Armdrag…and now a SHORT ARM CLOTHESLINE!!!!

(Dawg Pound ERUPTS as Ma Porter staggers backwards!!)

Bishop: Porter still on her feet. Gojira Irish Whipping Porter to the side ropes now as Gojira picks up steam.

Mutt: Porter bouncing off and…..GOJIRA WITH A FLYING LARIAT!

(Fans pop!)

Ref: 1………………………..2……………..STRONG KICK OUT!

Mutt: Gojira a little winded as she slaps on a Waistlock pick up and SCOOP UP MA PORTER FOR A BODYSLAM!!!!!

(Dawg Pound barks: WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! )

Bishop: Gojira going for the near corner now. Oh boy. Porter rolling around the mat clutching her back. Gojira climbing the turnbuckles.

Mutt: Hold on! Porter up on one knee, and Gojira on the second turnbuckle….FLYING SHOULDER TACKLE!!!

(Fans all cheering!)

Ref: 1……………………….2…………………..Shoulder up!

Mutt: Gojira with a Side Headlock, and you’ve got to wonder about Ma Porter’s preparation for this match. She’s been facing a lot of Cruiserweights and ‘under’weights lately. Gojira is the first woman in a while that’s gone toe to toe with the Mafioso Queen.

Bishop: Porter rolling into the ropes, and Gojira forced to break. Gojira with a pick up, and NAILING a *snapping* Reverse Knife Edge! Mutt: Porter walking along the ropes, and Gojira is heaving a little bit. Porter looks dazed, as she’s begging to feel the full brunt of those attacks.

Bishop: Gojira with Collar and Elbow tie up, and Porter with a High Knee to the midsection. Now a thundering forearm to the chest of Gojira. Now a hand to the back of her head as Porter heads into the near corner…

Mutt: And Porter with repeated head bashes into the top turnbuckle. (Fans all screaming as Ma Porter begins kicking Gojira in the back of the knee.)

Bishop: The ref with a break, and Ma Porter rolling her neck about her shoulders. Gojira clutching her knee as Ma Porter moves back in. An Irish Whip to the near ropes as Porter picks up steam….


(Dawg Pound cheers as Gojira flies over the top rope.)

Bishop: Ohhhh my!

(Fans scream as Ma Porter rolls under the ropes to the outside.)

Bishop: Maria warning Porter as she stands over her tag team partner and…

(Fans scream as Nikita Marx begins running down the aisle.)

Ref: 2……………………………….3…………………..4..

Mutt: Porter antagonizing Maria Urquidez as Nikita sneaks up from behind….


(Fans all booing as Maria Urquidez falls to the floor.)

Spud: 20 minutes have gone by. 10 minutes remaining!

Ref: …………………..6………………………..7………

Bishop: Porter rolling Gojira into the ring, and now climbing through the ropes. Porter stomping away on the upper body of Gojira now.

Mutt: The ref gets in there, but Porter just tossing him aside. Notice how Porter hasn’t give Gojira a moment of breathing room? She’s making this a non-stop match up. The pace favors Gojira, but Porter is wearing her out.

Bishop: Porter with a pick up, and slaps on a frontface lock….

(Fans all on their feet as Ma Porter hoists Gojira up into the air.)

Bishop: V E R T I C A L S U P L E X !

(Fans all pop as Gojira clutches her back and screams out in pain!)

Bishop: Porter heaving as she sits up on the mat. She’s clutching her back as well. Gojira has hurt damaged that area rather effectively throughout this contest.

Mutt: Porter slow to her feet, and Gojira up to her knees. Porter hammering into Gojira with hard right hands…and Gojira firing back!


Bishop: Gojira up to her feet, and firing off with those Reverse Knife Edges. Porter weak in the knees as Gojira shoves Porter into the near ropes. Porter bouncing off and….


Bishop: The cover!!!!

(Fans count: 1………………………….2………………….)

Mutt: No!

(Hardcores cheer as Ma Porter gets the shoulder up.)

Bishop: Gojira with a pick up, and a big Headbutt! Porter is dazed, but backing into the near ropes. Gojira with a head of steam and CLOTHESLINES MA PORTER OVER THE TOP ROPE!!!!

(Fans pop as Ma Porter hits the floor.)

Mutt: Gojira running for the far ropes, bouncing off, and hustles as she approaches the near ropes.

Mutt: Oh shit!

(Fans all on their feet as Ma Porter rises…)


(Dawg Pound barks: WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF! WooF!)

Bishop: My God!

(Fans all on their feet cheering as both women lay on the floor!)

Bishop: That was 210 pounds connecting with 230 pounds hitting the concrete floor!!

Mutt: What the hell!? Does she think she’s Lady Tiger?

Ref: 1…………………………………………2……….

Spud: 5 minutes left. 5 minutes remaining!

Bishop: Tony Angelo complaining as he diverts the ref’s attention. Nikita Marx sneaking up on Gojira and….

(Fans pop as Medusa Rage sprints down the aisle.)

Mutt: Medusa tapping Nikita on her shoulder as she turns around and… NAILS HER WTIH EUROPEAN UPPERCUTS!!!!!

(Major CROWD POP!!!!)

Bishop: Gojira slow to her feet, as it is obvious she hurt that left knee on her way down. Gojira with a Double Arm Underhook and a BACKBREAKER!!!!

(Fans all cheering as Ma Porter falls to the floor.)

Bishop: Gojira rolling Porter into the ring, and Medusa slapping the ring apron. Maria is up now, and Nikita is down on the floor dazed. Gojira climbing through the ropes, and she’s hurting in that ring…probably out of gas too.

Mutt: Porter is clutching her back as she rolls toward the ropes. Gojira with a pick up and slaps Porter’s head between her legs! Bishop: And here comes Nikita Marx! Marx storming the ring and…



Bishop: Porter leg hooking the ropes, and Gojira trying to muscle her away. Hold on! Gojira with a Gutwrench Pick up….

Mutt: POWERBOMB!!!!!!

(Fans all SCREAMING as Ma Porter lays motionless on the mat.)

Bishop: Porter is out! Gojira just Powerbombed the biggest wrestler in Grand Dragon!

Mutt: But no cover! Gojira clutching that left leg. And the ref is trying to scoot Nikita and Medusa out of the ring…too much weight for the Go-girl.

(Fans all screaming as Porter is slow to her feet.)

Bishop: Maria slapping the mat, but Porter with a pick up and calls over the referee.

Mutt: Porter slapping on a Facelock and hooks that left leg…..

Bishop: Fisherman’s Suplex!!!!

Ref: ……………………………………………………1




(Fans all boo as Ma Porter rolls out of the ring.)

Mutt: And here come the Blondes! The Suicide Blondes storming the ring, and they are stomping a mud hole into Medusa Rage! Maria entering the fray, and Nikita Marx now nailing away on her and…

(!!!MAJOR POP!!! as Officer Order sprints down to ringside.)

Bishop: The World Champion! Officer Order catapulting herself onto the top ring rope. The Blondes turning around….



Bishop: Organized Crime has left the ring, and the ref with them. He raises Ma Porter’s hand in victory!

Spud: Wrestling fans, at 28 minutes and 16 seconds. Your winner via pinfall….’Big’ Ma Porter!

(Fans all boo as they hear “I Shot the Sheriff” by Bob Marley.)

Bishop: Organized Crime cursing out Medusa and Officer Order.

Mutt: Hold on! Order staring down Medusa as they glare eye to eye. Gojira up to her feet, hobbling, as she heads over to Medusa….

Bishop: And shakes her hand!

(Fans cheer as Gojira and Medusa shake hands.)

Bishop: Medusa and Order just nodding to one another as Medusa leaves the ring. OH my! What is going on here?

Mutt: Well, Porter got the win that’s all that matters!

Bishop: Fans, that’s all for tonight. See ya on the Friday Night Tease.


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