[::After the opening video ends the pyro goes off and the crowd rises to its feet as Ring of Beauty kicks off yet another episode of Sunday Night Primetime. As the countdown to the next pay-per-view of the year continues, the fans are eager to see the best female wrestling has to offer.  The cameras pan through the crowd as the fans hold up their signs and jump up and down as you see signs like...::]

IF ASHLEY WINS, WE RIOT (AGAIN)

GOOD ANGELS GONE BAD

and...

BOBBI AND SUSAN TOGETHER? OH NO!

[::The official song of PrimeTime "Bounce by Bon Jovi" plays over the PA Speakers as the camera cuts to the broadcast booth of Don West and Joey Styles...::]

Don West: On a night where the Ring of Beauty World Championship is on the line we bring you yet another edition of Sunday Night Primetime! I'm Don West, and with me as always my broadcast partner Joey Styles.

Joey Styles: Thanks Don and don't blink, or you'll likely miss something tonight! Before the Main Event we're having two four-way matches with our vixens, a Handicap match with our Hardcore Champion, and... The unthinkable pairing of Susan Rigger and Bobbi Jackson!

Don West: On the last edition of Primetime Bobbi turned her back on Amber and joined up with Susan Rigger.  Tonight Amber and Linda will undoubtedly be looking for revenge!

Joey Styles: Well that tag match will their chance for certain...And I think...

[::Before Joey can finish his thought the screen lights up and we are taken into the office of Ring of Beauty Co-Owner Michael Showtime with Elizabeth Glover standing beside him.  The crowd gives him a very unpleasant reaction as he chuckles a bit before speaking.::]

Showtime: I just want to make it clear that the attack that occurred on Amber Burton two weeks ago...I had absolutely NOTHING to do with it.  Heh...

[::The crowd boos louder as he continues.::]

Showtime: Furthermore, against my knowledge Miss. Glover decided to spice up our tag team match this evening by not only making it no disqualification...but also placing Amber's Money in the Bank Briefcase on the line.

Don West: YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!?!

Joey Styles: It certainly doesn't sound like a joke...

[::Showtime just kinda shrugs his shoulders as Elizabeth butts in.::]

Elizabeth: If Amber could win the briefcase in a singles match...she can surely defend it in a tag match.  I'm doing what's right for business.  And my verdict is final.

Showtime: Sorry Amber, but my hands are tied.  Good luck out there tonight...Break a leg.

[::Liz and Showtime glance at each other and smirk as the tron goes out.::]

Don West: Despicable...

Joey Styles: Well things have certainly started out chaotic...and I'm sure that will follow as we go to ringside with Brad Kane for the opening contest...

[::Joey says as Primetime heads to the ring for the first match.::]

Match #1

Brad Kane: The following contest is a fatal four-way that will determine the number one contender for the Ring of Beauty Television Championship!

[::"Just Like You by Three Days Grace hits the PA system as Lisa Richardson emerges from the back with a huge cocky expression on her face. As she stands at the top of the entrance ramp she has her little poodle Snuggles locked in her hands. At this point the crowd welcomes her with an ovation of booing and as they do so she just turns her nose at them as she slowly walks down the aisle.::]

Brad Kane: Entering first, hailing from Miami, Florida...LISA RICHARDSON!

Joey Styles: Lisa is herself a longtime member to RoB's roster, trying to hard to come out from under her sister Sarah's shadow.

Don West: Like Sarah has a big shadow as it is, Joey, I mean, she only ever won the TV title herself.

Joey Styles: Wow, we're on a stingy road to start the show off tonight, aren't we, Don?

Don West: Why wouldn't I be? I didn't get my bowl of M&M's this week! I asked for 427 green M&Ms, and none were in there! So unfortunately, to say I didn't have a good time with the ladies before the show is an understatement!

Joey Styles: Don, what would nee-...you know what, it's best not to ask that question...

[::Some fans reach out trying to shake her hand but she just stares at them in disgust as she continues to walk making it to the ring steps. She elegantly walks up the steps and walks to the center of the ring and stares at her Snuggles. She kisses her dog on the lips and continues to smile as she takes off her robe and waits patiently for her opponent to come out. She takes off her entrance attire and hands it over to the time keeper.::]

Joey Styles: Well keep in mind, folks, this match is for one of these girls to face the Television champion on the next Primetime.

[::"Beily Plaschik" by T.a.T.U rings out across the arena, as Rena Raz steps out on the entryway. She kneels to the stage, placing a hand in her lips, an then touching its metal surface.::]

Brad Kane: And her opponent, residing in Las Vegas, Nevada...she is "The Razor", RENA RAZ!

Joey Styles: Last time we saw Rena, she was carrying her idol Ashley Riot up the ramp after her match against the Heartless.

Don West: You have to admit, Rena seemed like the only one in the ring at the time to give a damn about Rena. I think Chrysta finally straightened Rishanna out about the World Champion.

Joey Styles: Don, is your memory working at all?! Rishanna was FORCED to take part in that fight.

Don West: But still.

Joey Styles: Still what?!

Don West: Just...still.

Joey Styles: Augh...

[::She cracks her neck a couple of times with her hands, and then slowly makes her way down to the ring, stopping only every once in a while to give a fan a high-five. Once in the ring area, she slides underneath the bottom rope, and once inside, goes straight to her corner, staring intently at the opposng turnbuckle.::]

Brad Kane: And her opponent...

[::A Clapping Rythm plays over the speakers and the fans clap along. Soon, the screen goes black and white and Dawn DiMaggio steps into the arena, bat over her shoulder and bubble gum in her mouth.::]

Brad Kane: She is the Queen of Swing...DAWN DIMAGGIO!

Don West: Wow, good call from Brad on which persona she'd come out as.

Joey Styles: They're called info cards, Don, something I think my old friend Taz could use down in Florida.

Don West: At least I don't need them anymore.

[::She blows a bubble and walks down to the ring. She climbs on the apron and uses the bat to "knock the dirt off her boots" She climbs into the ring and tips her cap to the fans! ::]

Brad Kane: And finally...

[::The opening chords of Anarchy in the U.S.A plays over sound system, as strobe lighting flickers around the entrance, as Roxxxie appears at entrance as put her hands on her hips and poses for a brief second.::]

I am an antichrist
I am an anarchist
Don't know what I want
But I know how to get it
I wanna destroy, passer-by

Cause I wanna be anarchy

[::She then heads down the ramp giving people dirty looks and flipping them the bird. She then runs and jumps onto the apron where she gets to her feet and stares at the fans in disgust.::]

Anarchy for the USA
Its coming sometime, maybe
I give a wrong time
Stop a traffic line
Your future dream is a shopping scheme

Cause I, I wanna be anarchy
In the city

Brad Kane: Hailing from Juneau, Alaska...ROXXXIE!

Joey Styles: And finally, we have the last contestant, one of four that may possibly face either Jessica Jackson OR Lana Holmes for the TV title next Primetime!

Don West: Wait, wait...seriously? Lana for the TV title?

Joey Styles: Yeah...

Don West: I need a moment to laugh. One second, please.

Joey Styles: Uuugh...

[::Roxxxie then climbs the turnbuckle where she runs a finger down her body where she tugs on her skirt giving a playful smile before jumping off and waits for her opponent.::]

Don West: Okay, okay. I'm back. Let's get this fight rolling.

[::The bell rings, and Rena and Lisa take to beating down Roxxxie and Dawn, respectively. Rena DDTs Roxxxie down to the mat, while Lisa whips Dawn into the ropes, hitting a tornado DDT afterwards. Rena then charges at Lisa, hitting her with a clothesline to take her down to the floor. However, Roxxxie is on the top rope already, and leaps off towards Rena, hitting her with a bulldog!::]

Don West: And Roxxxie takes down Rena!

Joey Styles: Wait, how'd she get up the ropes so quickly after that DDT?!

Don West: It's a DDT, Joey, it's not that strong a move!

Joey Styles: It used to be, Don...it used to be.

[::Roxxxie goes for the cover.::]

ONE!

TWO!

[::Dawn hits an axe-handle smash to break up the pin. Dawn whips Roxxxie into the corner, which Roxxxie rolls into. Dawn runs towards the corner, only to be tackled to the side by Lisa! Lisa then heads to the corner to force her boot against Roxxxie's throat, which prompts the ref to count. Lisa lets go after three, and backs out of the corner...only to force it back on again. The ref forces Lisa away from Roxxxie, which causes Lisa to argue with the ref. Rena gets up and runs at Lisa, clobbering her from behind, and pushing her into the ref, who collides between her and Roxxxie! the ref falls to the floor and rolls out of the ring.::]

Joey Styles: And the ref is down!

Don West: Already? Wow, the match barely even started!

[::This distracts Lisa, allowing Rena enough time to connect on Lisa with a lungblower! Rena covers.::]

...

Joey Styles: I don't think Rena noticed she took the ref out, Don.

Don West: I don't know how she could have, unless she has a bad visual peripheral.

[::Rena rolls her eyes and picks Lisa up off the mat. She knees Lisa's gut repeatedly, and preps for another DDT, but Roxxxie comes from behind her and locks her in for a Russian Legsweep. Roxxxie falls back, bringing her AND Lisa down to the mat at the same time!::]

Don West: WOW, I don't think I've seen anyone do that before!

Joey Styles: Yeah, it's not like it's as amazing as those Pyramids of Destruction you're so used to seeing.

Don West: Ah, it's still impressive. Bite me.

[::Roxxxie goes to cover both girls.::]

...

Don West: What, STILL no ref?! Are you kidding me?!

Joey Styles: I don't know why, but I'm imagining the ref's are playing a poker game in the far, far back of the arena, just noticed the current ref is out of action, and they're just strolling along because they think, 'hey, more time to just dawdle and imagine ways I can get myself fired from the company so I can start my own wrestling promotion', and then they see the Ringling Bros. trucks for tomorrow's rehearsals come in and got distracted by the elephants.

Don West: ...that was an oddly specific and detailed excuse, Joey.

Joey Styles: Thanks.

Don West: Enough to distract us from the MATCH!

[::Roxxxie, refusing to get up until a ref arrives, is pulled away by Dawn, who whips her into the ropes and hits her with a discus clothesline! Roxxxie rolls to her stomach and tries to get up, but as she's on all fours Dawn charges at her, and hits a baseball slide dropkick to Roxxxie's ribs, throwing her halfway across the ring!::]

Joey Styles: WOW, what a painful dropkick to recieve!

Don West: Well, the good news for Dawn is that she's SAFE! Get it Joey?

Joey Styles: ...

Don West: Yeah, cuz she-

Joey Styles: I get it, Don.

[::As Dawn grabs Roxxxie off the mat, Rena gets up and sees Lisa down on the mat. As Rena climbs to the ropes, a ref comes running out from the back, slides into the ring and focuses on Dawn and Roxxxie.::]

Don West: Well it's about time! What took him so long?!

Joey Styles: Well-

Don West: Don't.

[::The other ref, however, wakes up and gets back in the ring, warning Raz not to be on the ropes for too long while Dawn hits a brainbuster to Roxxxie.::]

Joey Styles: Oh great, two refs in the ring now?!

Don West: Five bucks says I know how this is gonna end.

Joey Styles: You blind grandmother knows how this is gonna end!

Don West: HEY! Nana's not blind!

[::Dawn herself climbs the ropes, and both she and Rena hit their high-flying finishers, and pin their respective opponents!::]

Don West: RAZ SPLASH!

Joey Styles: SACRIFICE FLY!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

[::The bell rings, and one ref raises Dawn's arm, while the other raises Rena's.::]

Brad Kane: Here is your winner...um...okay, is anyone surprised?

[::The refs banter over who actually won, while Brad Kane palms his face.::]

Brad Kane: Okay! I think it's clear how to rule out this situation. Here are your WINNERS, plural...who will be contending for the Television championship next Primetime...DAWN DIMAGGIO AND RENA RAZ!

[::The refs gawk for a second, yelling at Brad for how he can't do that.::]

Brad Kane: Oh please, if I didn't do it, someone was.

[::The refs throw their arms up in defeat, with both women having their arms held up, smiling at their victory though holding a confused expression simultaneously.::]

Don West: Well, thank god someone let that headache go away as quickly as possible.

Joey Styles: Brad's been in the business long enough to know how these things will be dealt with, Don, I say thank you for having that taken care of.

Don West: Well speaking of headaches I hear we have Jasmine standing by backstage with Katrina...Katrina are you there?

[::Don says as Primetime cameras fade to the backstage area...::]

[::We go backstage to the interview set as Katrina is standing there microphone in hand as she stands along side the Fallen Angel Jasmine.  Hands on the blondes hips as Katrina begins to speak.::]

Katrina: Thanks guys! I'm backstage with Jasmine who has requested some interview time here tonight, so Jasmine...what's on your mind?

[::Katrina moves the mic in Jasmine's direction as the blonde begins to speak.::]

Jasmine: Isn't it obvious? Everything I have been saying for years is true.  Bobbi Jackson is a horrible person! And her counter part in Susan Rigger is nothing more than a brunette version of her with bigger tits! The two of them truly belong together! I'm not going to say I told you so but...yea...

[::Katrina nods in understanding as she replies.::]

Katrina: Well Jasmine yes you were right, I certainly didn't see this one coming at all...

Jasmine: Well that's because no one on this planet knows Barbie better than me! I came to this company to reveal her for the fraud and the fake that she really is and she did it all on her own.  Now that her true colors are revealed, it's time to take action...And...

[::As Jasmine is speaking Amber walks by the interview set.  The two have a brief staredown and then a nod of respect as Amber moves on.  Jasmine fidgets a bit and adjusts her top as she says...::]

Jasmine: As I was saying, its time to take action.  I want a match against Bobbi on the next Primetime.  Michael if you aren't afraid...Make it happen!

[::Jasmine brushes Katrina aside and walks off as Katrina just shrugs and says...::]

Katrina: Back to you guys!

[::As Primetime returns to ringside for the next match up.::]

Match #2

Brad Kane: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the Ring of Beauty Television Championship!

[::As the music plays, the lights go off but one and acts like a spotlight. Out comes Lana Holmes and the fans go nuts as she stands still with her head bowed. She bends down lower and lower, then whips her head up sharply and pyro goes off. Lana jumps up and down, cracking her neck and stops to adjust her tits and the lights flicker to the music.::]

Brad Kane: Entering first is the challenger, from Atlanta, GA...The Heretic, LANA HOLMES!

Joey Styles: Lana has ended up winning a title shot from last week's show, and is challenging once again for the Television Championship.

Don West: Hey, Joey, you ever get tired of commentating on these TV title matches where Lana's contending?

Joey Styles: ...no, I don't, Don.

Don West: Because it seems like she's always in these matches and never wins, you know? I mean, what does that say-

Joey Styles: Don, I think if you want to keep your job you'd shut up about it.

[::Holmes walks down the ramp, focused and unintentionally ignoring the fans holding out their hands. Upon entering, she goes to the nearest corner and stands atop doing her "So, Goodnight!" pose.::]

Brad Kane: And her opponent...

[::"Light It Up" by Rev Theory blasts over the PA speakers as Jessica Jackson struts her way out onto the entrance stage as she strikes a cocky seductive pose as the crowd greets her with a mixed reaction.::]

Brad Kane: Hailing from Jacksonville, Florida, she is the current reigning Ring of Beauty Television Champion...JESSICA JACKSON!

Joey Styles: Jessica seems to be in a much better mood as of late, perhaps because now she and her sister are finally on the same page!

Don West: And even then what Bobbi did was despicable, hitting Amber for no reason during her match last week!

Joey Styles: Sad to say, I think that attack had a big effect on Amber...

[::She laughs paying them no mind as she walks to the ring with a smirk on her face and seemingly not a care in the world as she gets into the ring and looks up at Lana across the ring.::]

Don West: Seriously, this is what, Lana's fiftieth attempt?

Joey Styles: DON...

[::As the bell rings, Lana runs right at Jessica, tackling her to the ground and smashing her fist into Jackson's face!::]

Don West: Whoa!

Joey Styles: Yeah, you might want to stay away from Lana for a few days, Don.

[::Lana whips Jessica into the ropes, hitting her with a dropkick as she bounces back off. After she stomps down on Jessica's ribs, Holmes whips Jessica into the ropes again, and lifts her up for a spinebuster as she runs back, but Jessica struggles around Lana, crawling down her back and rolls Lana up with a sunset flip pin!::]

ONE!

TWO!

[::Lana kicks out. Jessica grabs Lana's face and forces her up, then charges her into the turnbuckles, where Lana's mouth meets the leather. Jessica bashes Holmes' face in repeatedly before leaving her there, before backing up behind Lana and charging at her. Lana rolls out of the way, and Jessica rolls into the corner, seating herself on the turnbuckles before rolling into a tree of woe position. Lana runs at her, but Jessica holds out a boot to meet with Lana's face, forcing the Heretic to stagger back and land on her ass.::]

Joey Styles: Now that's why Jessica's the current Television champion! A move like that is hardly used in the sport!

Don West: Personally I think she just winged it.

[::Jessica rolls out of the corner and runs to the ropes behind Lana, hitting her with a kick to the back. Jessica then runs to the ropes in front of her, and kicks Lana down to the ground hard. Jessica goes for another cover.::]

ONE!

TWO!

[::Lana kicks out. Jessica picks Lana up onto her shoulders, then hits a Pumphandle Gutbuster to the Heretic. She stomps down on Lana repeatedly before picking her back up to her feet and hitting her with a DDT. Jessica covers.::]

ONE!

TWO!

[::Lana gets her shoulder up. Jessica picks Lana up and whips her into the ropes, and charges for a spear...Lana rolls out of the way! Jessica runs through the ropes as her shoulder hits the ringpost! Jessica backs out, only to turn around and be hit with a spear of her own!::]

Don West: Spear from Lana!

Joey Styles: It's anyone's game now! Someone has to get up before the ref calls for ten!

[::In the ring, both girls are down, with Lana trying her best to get to her feet while Jessica lays unconscious. The ref, meanwhile, is counting.::]

ONE...

TWO...

THREE...

FOUR...

FIVE...

SIX...

Joey Styles: Wait, where's Lana going?

[::Lana, now on her feet, climbs the top rope, and signals her next move.::]

Don West: She's going for an elbow drop, Joey. And why not? Jessica's out cold.

Joey Styles: Hasn't being a wrestling commentator taught you anything, Don? Nothing is as it seems in this business.

[::Sure enough, just as Lana leaps off, Jessica rolls out of the way, allowing Lana to smash her elbow into the mat! As Lana grabs her arm, she turns around, only to see Jessica running for a Bicycle Kick...But Lana ducks! Jessica stumbles forward, and Lana spins her around and kicks her groin, grabs her breasts, and DDTs Jessica into the mat! Lana covers!::]

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING! DING! DING!

[::The bell rings, and Lana stands up, surprised.::]

Brad Kane: Here is your winner...AND NEW Ring of Beauty Television Champion...LANA HOLMES!

Don West: Wha-?!

Joey Styles: She's done it! Lana has finally won the TV title!

Don West: Good for her...it's about time!

[::The crowd cheers as Lana is handed the title belt, which she holds up over her head proudly all the while Jessica hasn't moved since taking the move...::]

Joey Styles: Don...I think we might have a serious injury on our hands...

Don West: Oh dear...you hate to see that...

[::As Lana leaves the ring celebrating with her championship the referee leans over to check on Jessica, after a few moments he holds up the infamous "X" with his hands as the EMTs come from the back wheeling out a stretcher.::]

Joey Styles: That was a pretty damn stiff DDT, she landed right on her head, she could have a stinger...

Don West: Or maybe something worse...

[::The Arena is pretty much silent as the EMTs check on the fallen blonde.::]

Joey Styles: Ok I think its time to take a commercial break, we will be back with more Primetime folks...

[::As the young Jackson girl is being looked over Primetime takes a commercial break.::]

[::Primetime comes back from commercial returning to ringside as Jessica is helped slowly onto the stretcher.  She's in a neck brace as they begin to strap her down to wheel her out of the ringside area.::]

Don West: I don't want to speculate but...

Joey Styles: I think its best that we don't Don...

Don West: Yea...

[::Don sighs as the crowd stands up and gives a gentle clap to the fallen wrestler as she is taken away to the backstage area and likely to be taken to a close by medical facility.::]

Don West: Well you know what they say, the show must go on...

Joey Styles: Yea...lets get on with the show...

[::Both announcers say in a rather solemn voice as we head back to ringside for the next match.::]

Match #3

Joey Styles: Well our next match for the evening is a match that has been building up for a long time now. We are finally going to see Felicia vs Sarah part 3.

Don West: These two have history between one another and it goes back to the two dating one another than breaking up over their heated Television Championship match. Felicia put Sarah on the shelf for a couple of months, and now Sarah’s sister Lisa seems to be involved in the middle of it. This match can really go anyway.

Joey Styles: But since that time Sarah seems to have been having great success forming the tag team Simply Glamorous with her longtime nemesis Crystal Hilton. While Felicia has been quiet as of late. A win over the woman that she has never been able to defeat might be the spark that Felicia needs in her career.

Don West: Anyway we take you to the ring where things seem to be getting underway.

Brad Kane: The following match is scheduled for one fall introducing first haling from Olympia Washington, Felicia Fury!

[::As "Shockwave" by Black Tide hits the speakers the mighty frame of Felicia Fury bursts through the curtains, just shrugging them off as she walks out onto the stage, Lisa Richardson stepping out right behind her. Felicia looks out into the crowd, her gaze slowly scanning the gathered masses before she looks over at Lisa, beckoning her to step aside for a moment, then kneels down on one knee for a moment before popping back up straight and raising her arms to flex her mighty muscles as an eruption of pyros goes off behind her, sparks raining down on her broad back. Felicia doesn't show the slightest sign of discomfort as she heads down the ramp and towards the ring.

Lisa again hurrying after her, clearly impressed by her girlfriend's resilience to the stinging sparks. As the two of them reaches the mats Felicia hops from one foot to the other a bit, then reaches up to grab the top rope and just steps up onto the apron. She reaches down to take Lisa's hand and pull her up onto the apron as well, then holds the ropes open so Lisa can enter. The Furious One steps into the ring after her girlfriend and walks to the center of the ring, then again flexes her muscles in a show of power as Lisa presses against her and runs her hands over the powerhouse's mightily bugling biceps. Lisa blows a kiss to Felicia as she slides out of the ring. Felicia rolls her shoulders and cracks her neck from side to side as her music fades out.::]

Brad Kane: And her opponent currently residing in Los Angeles, California Sarah Richardson!

[::Glamorous by Fergie begins to play loudly all over the Pa system and Sarah emerges from the backstage. She smiles at the crowd, and the crowd greets her with a loud ovation of cheering. She smiles at her fans as she slowly begins to strut her way to the ring and as she does, sparkles begin to go off from the ceiling. When she reaches the ring, she just looks around for a couple of moments before slowly walks up the stairs and entering the ring. She stands in the middle of the ring, and stares over at Felicia. The referee looks at the two of them and signals for the bell.::]

DING! DING! DING!

[:: The match opens up with Sarah and Felicia at one another, and Sarah seems like she is fired u as she rushes straight for Felicia. Felicia just grins as she moves out of the way as soon as the blonde get’s to her, and she quickly reaches for Sarah’s hair and tosses her across the ring. Sarah hits the floor with a loud thud, and Felicia seems to be a bit cocky as she flexes her muscles for the crowd. She walks back over to where Sarah is struggling to get up, and she easily lifts her back up. Sarah tries to swing away at Felicia but the Amazon just holds her back, and Sarah’s punches hit nothing but the air. Felicia grab’s Sarah by the head with her hands and she collides her head against hers for a massive head butt. Sarah really seems to be woozy and Felicia capitalizes by rushing at her with full speed and sending her right down to the mat with a massive shoulder block. Sarah falls flat on her ass and the crowd just boos as Felicia seems to be in complete control of this match.::]

Joey Styles: Felicia is just completely dominating in this match.

Don West: Sarah is way off of her game tonight, she really needs to pick it up or she will find herself losing this match.

[::Sarah slowly starts to rise up to her feet and Felicia just taunts for her to get up. The built amazon tries to pull Sarah up to her feet but the blonde is able to crawl in between Felicia’s legs and end up on the other side of her. She jumps up in the air and delivers a wicked dropkick to the back of Felicia’s back sending her running towards the turnbuckle. When Felicia runs back Sarah jumps up locking her legs right around the neck of Felicia and she attempts to go for a hurricanrana but as Sarah tries to yank Felicia down, Felicia is able to keep her ground. She counters by lifting Sarah up high into the air and slamming her hard to the mat with a power bomb. Sarah’s body begins to twitch tremendously as she just flops like a fish on the ground. Felicia glances over at Lisa who is just clapping excitedly for Felicia. Felicia returns the favor by blowing her a kiss.::]

Joey Styles: Sarah can’t catch a break. She seemed to be ready to take the driver’s seat but Felicia denies her once again.

Don West: Maybe Lisa’s presence at ringside has something to do with it.

[::Felicia just shakes her head in disgust at the fallen Sarah, and places a foot right on top of her for the pin fall. The referee quickly drops down to the floor and begins to make the count.::]

ONE!

TWO!

[::Sarah is able to break the pin and Felicia cannot believe it as she is a little shocked by the blonde’s resilience. Felicia angrily grabs Sarah by the head once again and lifts her up to her feet but while she is doing so, Sarah begins to come to life and fires a couple of shots towards the stomach of Felicia. In fact Sarah is fired up as she delivers nonstop punches in her gut. Sarah is now completely on her two feet and no matter what she throws at Felicia, the built beauty just want go down. Sarah forms a wicked grin on her lips as she grabs a hold of Felicia’s head tucking it underneath her arms and she plants her into the mat with a ddt. Both wrestlers are out cold on the mat and Sarah kips back up to her feet smirking at the crowd who has now erupted into huge Sarah cheers.::]

Joey Styles: Sarah has come to life and it couldn’t have come at a better time.

Don West: Not only that but the crowd is fully behind her Joey. This burst of charisma may be what Sarah needed to push herself to victory in this match.

[::Sarah turns Felicia over and she just hovers over her. Moments later she splashes herself on top of Felicia with a standing shooting star press. She remains on top of her for the pin fall attempt but before the referee can drop down for to make a count. Sarah’s younger sibling Lisa jumps up onto the apron, and the referee is instantly distracted. Lisa and the referee exchanged words with one another.::]

Joey Styles: This is ridiculous, just when Sarah is in control Lisa has to go and distract the referee. Someone needs to remove her from ringside.

Don West: Sarah can’t be too thrilled with her sister’s distraction.

[::As the stubborn blonde and the referee just continue to argue with one another, Sarah who is filled with frustration quickly stands up and stares at her sister. Lisa just taunts Sarah and Sarah looks around at the roaring crowds and without hesitation she lifts her leg up and smashes it against Lisa’s forehead. Lisa falls to the mat on the outside of the ring, and Sarah just keeps her eyes on her fallen sister. At the same time Felicia is on her feet again and she is waiting patiently behind Sarah. When Sarah finally turns around Felicia grabs her with ease and plants her into the mat with her finishing Furious Hammer. Sarah doesn’t seem to be moving at all and Felicia cracks an evil grin as she plants a firm boot right into the blonde’s chest. The referee notices this and quickly drops down to make the count.::]

Joey Styles: You got to be kidding me, it can’t end like this.

Don West: Put a fork in Sarah she is done.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!!

DING! DING! DING!

Brad Kane: And the winner of this match as a result of a pinfall... Felicia Fury!

[::The bell rings, and the referee walks over to where Felicia is trying to raise her hands but Lisa slides herself into the ring pushing him aside. Lisa and Felicia together begin to stomp Sarah into the ground, and the referee is doing his best to pull them away from her, but the built Felicia just yells at him which forces him to keep his distance. The bell just keeps on ringing and the two don’t seem to be letting up in their attack at all.::]

Joey Styles: This is sickening the match is over these two just need to stop.

Don West: What for Styles? Sarah has been running her mouth for all these months and it’s about time to shut it up once and for all.

[::The two don’t seem to be stopping at all and as they continue to make an example out of Sarah, the crowd suddenly yells in excitement as Crystal makes her way out to the ring.::]

Joey Styles: And it seems like the other member of Simply Glamorous is coming to Sarah’s rescue.

Don West: Can Crystal really take on the likes of Lisa and Felicia.

[::As soon as Crystal slides into the ring, Felicia and Lisa don’t waste any time stomping the luchadore into the mat. Crystal’s valiant effort seems to be wasted, and Lisa shakes her head in disgust as she lifts Crystal up off the mat and holds her directly into the air planting her right on top of Sarah with her Fisherman’s suplex buster. Both Crystal and Sarah seem to be out unconscious, and Lisa and Felicia hold each other’s hands in the air with a foot on top on both of their victims. The crowd just boos the both of them and Prime Time slowly goes to a commercial break.::]

[::Primetime from a commercial break and we are able to see, Dominique Frost walking down the hallway. She seems to have caught up with the two people that she was looking for and those people are none other than Lisa Richardson and Felicia Fury. Both women have evil smirks on their face as the interviewer begins to speak to them.::]

Dominique: If you two don't mind, can I get a quick word with you two.

[::Lisa grins looking at Felicia who smirks. Lisa turns her attention back over to the blonde interviewer smiling at her.::]

Lisa: Of course Miss Frost, I would do anything to look good on the camera.

[::Felicia nods in agreement as Dominique checks that she hadn't left the cameraman behind before speaking into her microphone.::]

Dominique: Well Felicia, how does it feel to finally have beaten Sarah Richardson. From the way things went down you were in full control out there, what made this time different from any others.

[::Felicia looks over at Lisa, a smile briefly visiting her lips, before speaking.::]

Felicia: I think it was all about having the emotional support. The previous times I wrestled that bleached barbie doll she had her tentacles in my mind, poisoning me and keeping me from performing to my full potential. This time around I had nothing but drive to show her once and for all that she is NOTHING compared to me pumping through my veins.

[::Lisa wraps her arms around Felicia hugging her tightly, and Dominique forms a wicked grin and she can't help but ask another question.::]

Dominique: And after the match it seemed like you and Lisa started to beat some sense into Sarah in which Crystal tried to make a desperate save but failed. What do you have to say about that.

[::Lisa opens her mouth to answer that one, but Felicia beats her to it.::]

Felicia: Sarah got what was coming to her after the way she's treated my as her pawn. Crystal stuck her nose where it didn't begin and got it caught in the grinder. Tough luck for her.

Lisa: You see that bitch Crystal shoulda just minded her own business. Obviously she doesn't remember the way that the Richardsons use to dominate her back in the day so we had to reinforce that fact back into her head. These two have the nerve to call themselves Simply Glamorous? They are simply pathetic if you ask me, and that's why we did what we did out there in the ring. No one can stand up to what we are bringing to the table. Just watch and wait to see what we can do.

[::Dominique can't help but grin at the confidence that these two have, and she fire's away with another question.::]

Dominique: So are you saying that the tag team scene is in trouble?

Felicia: Anyone who's dumb enough to get in our way is and that's where our path lay. Side by side we will show everyone just what we are capable of and believe me, there will be plenty who'll be too dumb to see what is coming and to them I say: keep your eyes open or we might just run right over you.

Lisa: Not only that but what we are representing two things that people want more than anything in this world. Money and Power. Those two things make us who we are and people are just envious over that. Infact I think that would be a great name for us to go by. Watch out because Money and Power will be gunning for you.

Felicia: And we are gunning with the BIG guns.

[::Felicia chuckles as she flexes her great big biceps.::]

Dominique: Well thank you for your time and I wish you well in your future.

[::Dominique says as the interview comes to an end and we head to ringside for the next match.::]

Match #4

Brad Kane: The following contest is a fatal four-way scheduled for one fall!

[::All of a sudden “Superstar” by Lupe Fiasco starts playing all over the Pa system. All of sudden two spot lights are pointed at the entrance way. Crystal Emerges through the curtains and is greeted by multiple pyros that start shooting off one by one. Crystal cracks a evil grin as photographers quickly run up to the ramp way and begin to take pictures of her. Crystal smiles as she runs her fingers through her hair and a red carpet is rolled down to the ring.::]

Brad Kane: Representing her team...CRYSTAL HILTON!

Joey Styles: Three of the four women in this match are representing their respective teams after last week's match.

Don West: I remember that! It was like three weeks ago. And yet, it felt like yesterday...

[::The Rose Goddess slowly makes her way to the ring. She finally makes it to the ring and places one foot on the apron and stretches the other one on the apron as well. She does a split to enter the ring and she finally makes it to her feet. She waits impatiently as she places a hand on her hips and waits for her opponent to come out from behind the curtain.::]

Brad Kane: And her opponent...

[::"Complicated" by Bon Jovi plays as Carmen DeVega struts out onto the entrance ramp with brand new pink gear and is greeted with a mixed reaction...::]

Brad Kane: Representing Bobbi's Angels...CARMEN DEVEGA!

Joey Styles: With Bobbi now on the opposite side of the tracks, one has to wonder how the Angels are taking this.

Don West: I heard Carmen and Giselle were walking out of the limo along with Bobbi and Susan before the show.

Joey Styles: Oh, right, who told you, Steve from accounting?

Don West: Of course not!

[::As Carmen rolls into the ring, "Not Listening" by Papa Roach plays as Victoria heads out next making her way to the ring quickly not even taking the time to take a thing in, she looks like she means business tonight...::]

Brad Kane: And the opponent, representing The Devils...VICTORIA VALENTINE!

Joey Styles: Of course, this also has to affect the Devils in some way, right?

Don West: Of course not! They're still evil bitches!

[::After Victoria gets in, "Dead Memories" by Slipknot begins to blare through the sound system as the crowd begins to rain down with cheers. Rachel Heafy appears on the stage as she starts to pace back and forth as the vocals begin.::]

Brad Kane: And finally, representing Edgeline, she is one half of the Ring of Beauty Tag Team Champions...RACHEL HEAFY!

Joey Styles: three teams all at once possibly chasing after the gold. Rachel has a lot on her plate tonight.

Don West: It'll only be twice as bad once those belts get on the line.

[::She starts to walk down to the ring as she slaps hands with a few hands, her smile on her face yet. Once at ringside, Rachel slides into the ring as she heads to the nearest turnbuckle before heading to the middle buckle. Rachel stares at the thousands in attendance, getting cheered before stepping down.::]

Don West: The bell is rung, and the match starts!

DING! DING! DING!

[::Almost immediately, Carmen runs at Rachel, dropkicking her knee before kipping to her feet and hitting an enziguri!::]

Joey Styles: What the hell!?

[::she kicks Rachel out of the ring, only to be attacked from behind by Victoria. Carmen spins around and delivers a kick to the side of Victoria, then a kick to the knee, forcing her down. Crystal stares in surprise at Carmen's animosity.::]

Don West: Wow, I can't blame Crystal. You don't see Carmen act like this everyday.

[::Carmen then takes a few steps back, charging at Victoria before hitting a Shining Wizard to Valentine.::]

Joey Styles: And a Trance Rave connects with Victoria's head. This is really not a side we see of Carmen very much!

[::Carmen grabs Victoria by the hair and tosses her outside the ring, leaving only her and Crystal. Hilton steps to the middle of the ring, raising her arm up for a lockup...only for it to be slapped away by Carmen, who then kicks Crystal's gut, causing her to double over. Carmen runs back to the ropes, and charges back with a tornado DDT.::]

Don West: Wow, look at that bit of disrespect from Carmen.

Joey Styles: It's not everyday you see a lockup ignored.

[::Carmen looks at Crystal, admiring her work, while Rachel runs back inside the ring. Carmen drop toeholds Rachel down to the mat, forcing her face to eat canvas. Carmen then hits a standing SSP to Rachel, going to pin.::]

ONE!

TWO!

[::Rachel surprisingly kicks out. Carmen then grabs Rachel by the head and locks it in, running up the turnbuckles and hitting her finisher!::]

Joey Styles: Winds of Seduction!

[::Carmen covers once more.::]

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

[::The bell rings, and Carmen flips her hair out of her face, smirking as the ref holds her arm up.::]

Brad Kane: Here's your winner...CARMEN DEVEGA!

Joey Styles: Well, Carmen certainly worked her opponents out with little sweat involved.

Don West: Judging just by this one match, I'd say the Angels...if they still call themselves...are a definite to win the belts.

[::Before Primetime can head to commercial break, "Last Man Standing by Bon Jovi" hits the PA Speakers as Mr. Showtime walks out onto the stage, microphone in hand, a forgetful yet amused look on his face...::]

Joey Styles: What does he want now!?

Don West: Hell if I know!

Showtime: Sorry...sorry to interrupt, I completely forgot to mention that earlier today I did a little retooling of this match up...

Joey Styles: What is THAT supposed to mean?!

[::All the girls look up at the stage confused with the exception of Carmen who is already walking over the time keepers table.::]

Showtime: I forgot to mention that due to the Doctor's informing us of Mia Heafy's injury that this match was infact for the Ring of Beauty Tag Team Championships!

Don West: WHAT!?!? ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?!?!?

[::The crowd boos as Carmen snatches Mia's Tag Title from the Time Keeper and holds it up proudly as Showtime continues.::]

Showtime: And to raise the stakes a little, I forgot to mention, the person that got pinned in this match...their tag team...IS FIRED!

Don West: EDGELINE IS FIRED!?!?

[::Showtime laughs and tosses the microphone as he walks back into the locker room as the crowd boos loudly.  Mia's jaw drops as tears start to flow down her cheeks.::]

Joey Styles: Oh this is getting out of hand! What in the hell has gotten into him!

Don West: He's drunk with power...and women for that matter! ...Luck bastard.

Joey Styles: Do you ever stop!?

Don West: Normally not...

[::Joey groans as Primetime cuts away to a commercial break.::]

Match #5

Brad Kane: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a Hardcore Rules Handicap Match, scheduled for ONE fall!

[::Lacuna Coil's "Senzafine" is the first theme to hit the PA, as the booing crowd show its tough love for Chrysta and her crystal ice throne. She has a steel chair in hands.::]

Brad Kane: Introducing first, from Alaska... She's the Ice Queen... CHRYSTA!!!

[::Chrysta steps away from the throne and into the entrance ramp, as her music dies to "Scandalous" by Mis-Teeq. Stephanie walks in with a Kendo stick inhands, using it as a little pole for her to dance off for the crowd.::]

Brad Kane: And her partner... From Los Angeles, California... STEPHANIE SULLIVAN!!!

Don West: Well, these two sure look violent tonight and ready to spank Alysson Gardner for her cheekiness.

Joey Styles: Well, it wasn't her the one who brought this match up, but Liz Glover, so... We'll see about it.

[::Both of them enter the ring and wait, as "Adrenaline" hits the PA and Alysson Gardner walks out of the backstage for her crowd, wearing the Hardcore Championship proudly and with her electric guitar in hands.::]

Brad Kane: And their opponent, from New York City... She's Ring of Beauty's Hardcore Champion... ALYSSON! GARDNER!!!

Don West: She looks confident.

Joey Styles: And she should be. It's her element, and she's the champion. I'm sure she can take it.

[::Aly rushes down the entrance ramp and rolls into the ring, showing off for the crowd showing her title and the guitar. After that, she jumps down to themat, gives her guitar and the title to the referee, and he starts the match.::]

DING! DING! DING!

[::As the Bell rings, both Chrysta and Stephanie start surrounding Alysson like two lionesses stalking a single pray, with Chrysta getting the steel chair ready, and Stephanie with the Kendo stick. Then, all of a sudden, both jump into Alysson to press her... But the Punk Princess slips away, and Chrysta clobbers Stephanie with the steel chair instead! Chrysta realizes her mistake and glances at the runaway redhead, quickly swinging the chair into her. Alysson, though, holds the chair and makes immense force to take it away from the Ice Queen... And she does! Once with the chair, Alysson swings it against Chrysta, who flails and evades the hit. Alysson then dismisses the chair throwing it back to the ringside.::]

Joey Styles: The Punk Princess, looks like she wants to play clean tonight.

Don West: That’s pretty surprising. Alysson is always so fully supportive of weapons, I guess she doesn’t feel ready for a handicap match of this magnitude. So she might be wanting to play it clean.

[::As Alysson has back turned to Chrysta, the Ice Queen lunges in and hammer punches Aly's head, making the Punk Princess lose her balance and fall into the ropes. Chrysta then grabs her by the wrist and whips her to the ring post, making her bump violently. She then approaches the rockstar and starts punching and chopping her chest. After that, she whips the Punk Princess to the other side of the ring... But this time, she jumps on the middle turnbuckle! Chrysta sprints in and tries to sting Alysson, but isn't counting with the rockstar's cleverness jumping away and over Chrysta, making the Devil hit the post... No! Though Alysson jumps over Chrysta, the former Hardcore Champion stops in her tracks before hitting the turnbuckles with her chest! And for offering her aspririse, Chrysta quickly spins and SLAPS Alysson in the face loudly!::]

Don West: WHOA!!! Now THAT's some insult!

Joey Styles: I guess this is going to be waaaay beyond a Hardcore match for a contendership.

[::As a response, Alysson PUNCHES Chrysta and shoves her against the turnbuckle, proceeding to punch and spank her to her please. After she is, Aly then whips Chrysta to the other side of the ring, making the Ice Queen feel a little of her own poison. But, instead of proceeding to spanking her again, Alysson rolls out of the ring, seizing the opportunity to get violent. She grabs a trash can and slides it into the ring.::]

Joey Styles: Now she wants to get violent!

[::Alysson then slides back into the ring and retrieves the can... But she doesn't see Stephanie back on her feet, measuring the Punk Princess... And then CLOBBERING her with the Kendo stick! As Aly falls to her knees, Stephanie SPANKS the Princess with the stick! After punishing the Princess enough, Steph rolls Aly around ::]

Don West: Time to get violent INDEED!!!

ONE!

TW--

NO!!! Alysson kicks out.

[::After the pinfall failure, Stephanie gets up and checks on Chrysta's condition. After all Alysson WAS ready to take on both of them, so they needed full power. Chrysta was good enough, so Stephanie had time to roll out of the ring and retrieve the already used chair outside. She rolls back in and opens the used chair in the center of the ring, sitting Aly on it. After that, she waves at Chrysta, that smiles. After that, Chrysta sprints in and attacks Aly's head with a shining wizard making the Punk Princess stagger forward. Stephanie holds Alysson's body in place, sitting her back in. After that, she climbs up the turnbuckle and goes to the top of the post... Jumping into Aly with a Leap of Faith that wastes the chair completely by folding its legs!::]

Joey Styles: OH MY GOSH!! THAT WAS SOME HARD FALL!!!

Don West: I wonder if Stephanie will ever repay for the wasted chair.

[::After the fall, Stephanie gets Aly's leg and pins again.::]

ONE!

TWO!

THR-- NO!!! Aly has a shoulder up!

Don West: Still not enough!

[::Behind Steph and Aly's eyes, Chrysta has rolled outside of the ring, and she now brings a ladder in.::]

Joey Styles: A ladder! Alysson's favorite play toy comes into play!

Don West: Unfortunately not in her favor.

[::Stephanie gets up and waves at Chrysta, bringing Alysson to her feet and holding her arms in a chickenwing position. The Ice Queen grins and walks over at the spot, letting Chrysta kick and punch Aly in the face and on the stomach until the Punk Princess is bleeding. After that, she warns Steph to keep holding her and to secure herself at the pro, as she tracks back and grabs the ladder.::]

Don West: Just as planned.

[::Chrysta then aims and sprints into Alysson with the ladder... But then the unthinkable happens: Aly gets support on Stephanie's arms and mounts on top of the ladder, kicking up to go up and to BOOT Chrysta on the face! As the Ice Queen falls, Aly spins and feets the ropes, kicking the turnbuckle to make Stephanie lose balance, making the Scandalous One to crash back first into the ladder!::]

Joey Styles: And Alysson is back to life!!!

[::The three of them remain laid out inside the ring for a long time after Aly rolls away from Stephanie's top. The Punk Princess then is the first one to get up, and as the crowd goes wild, Alysson goes for the ring apron and climbs the post slowly but surely. Once on top, she looks at the cheering crowd and does her salute.::]

Joey Styles: Here she comes!

[::Not really, as Chrysta gets up in a flash and pokes Aly's right foot out of the ropes, making the Princess fall seated on the turnbuckle, and then into Stephanie again, completely wasted. Chrysta then pushes Aly and Stephanie away from the ladder, brings it up and opens it. After that, she gets the wasted chair and rests Alysson's head on its seat. And then rolls out of the ring, looking under the ring apron for a new steel chair. She slides the new weapon in and rolls back into the ring.::]

Don West: Another chair? Is she going for the one-woman con-chair-to?

Joey Styles: I don't think so...

[::Chrysta then gets the chair and starts climbing the ladder. Once up there, she measures Alysson and places the new char strategically under her butt and jumps down for a seated disaster! But for the greatest surprise... Aly rolls out of the way and Chrysta crashes ass first into the mat!::]

Don West: OH MY GOD!!!

[::Stephanie growls at Chrysta's failed attempt to hit Alysson and walks up to her, yelling shit at her. Chrysta growls back and gets up, getting Stephanie by the collar. Stephanie then points at Alysson, like in an attempt to tell her their true enemy. Chrysta then grabs Stephanie by the collar again. Steph, in an answer, pushes Chrysta away and kicks the lights out of her!::]

Don West: STEPHANIE GIVES CHRYSTA THE LIGHTS OUT!!!

Joey Styles: W-WAIT, WEREN'T THEY PARTNERS?!

[::Alysson pokes her head in the situation, wondering why Stephanie had done that. Stephanie shrugs and allows Alysson to go ahead and do as she pleases. But when Alysson takes a single step forward, Stephanie lifts Aly in the crux and applies the Sully Vin, leaving the audience and the commentators mute. After that, she gets the knocked out Chrysta and places her on top of Aly, leaving the ring as one laid out girl pins another.::]

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!!

DING! DING! DING!

[::Stephanie leaves the arena with a smirk, as "Senzafine" hits the PA again.::]

Brad Kane: ... Here are your winners... Stephanie Sullivan and Chrysta!

Don West: Aly gave it everything she had Joey.

Joey Styles: But it just wasn't enough...Now Alysson must defend her Hardcore championship at the pay per view against both of them in a triple threat match!

[::As the referee holds both womens hands up in victory they kinda stare each other down, they both get what they wanted but now they face each other at the upcoming PPV.  An interesting twist for sure...Primetime takes a quick commercial break.::]

[::Primetime returns from commercial break as we are taken to the backstage area, we see Elizabeth Glover at her desk, writing on her paperwork. Out of nowhere, the door to the office is barged open, and Rishanna marches in, beer bottle in her hand.::]

Elizabeth: You enjoy knocking doors down too much, don't you?

Rishanna: Cut the crap, lady. What the HELL were you doing last time, egging me into attacking Ashley?

Elizabeth: Isn't it obvious? You weren't going to attack her at all, so you needed proper motivation. see, Ms. Blood-

Rishanna: Call me Rishanna.

Elizabeth: Fine then, Rishanna...I did it because I see you as a prominent figure in my vision for Ring of Beauty. I didn't want you leaving us, after all, especially over someone like Ashley.

Rishanna: Your vision...look, I'm mad at Showtime for even scheduling that match, but there was no need for YOU to get involved!

Elizabeth: actually, there was. See, Michael wasn't the only one annoyed with Susan's loss. Someone else wanted to make sure you were kept on board so she could take her anger out on someone similar to the situation.

Rishanna: Yeah? Well, the bitch better show her face, or-

[::Suddenly, a hand offscreen grabs the bottle from Rishanna's hand, and-KRISH!::]

Kimberly Aries: Or WHAT?

[::The camera pans up from Rishanna's now unconscious body, showing a peeved Kim Aries standing over Rishanna, holding the cracked beer bottle in her hand, while Rishanna's skull bleeds profusely. Kimberly stomps down on Rishanna as she attempts to get up.::]

Elizabeth: by the way, Rishanna? That would be her.

[::Kim and Liz have a good laugh as the scene fades out to ringside for the next match.::]

Match #6

Brad Kane: The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...

[::The arena falls into pitch blackness, and the jumbotron flashes to life. In bold pink numbers it begins counting down.::]

5…

4…

3…

2…

1…

[::Pyro explodes from either side of the stage, as Saliva’s ‘Ladies and Gentlemen’ blasts over the P.A.::]

Brad Kane: ...she is the current holder of the Money In The Bank briefcase, which she will be defending in this match... AMBER BURTON!

[::As the lights come up you see Amber on the stage doing the splits, and holding her fist high in the air. She wears a RoB t-shirt over her wrestling gear, and it appears to be autographed, and strategically ripped. The screen shows several video shots of the superstar, and introduces her as the future of ladies wrestling.::]

Joey Styles: Amber finds herself faced with quite the challenge tonight, Don. Not only is she facing a couple of the very finest of RoB's wrestlers, one of which a former lover of hers, but like we saw earlier she is now forced to defend her Money In The Bank briefcase as well. She didn't have time to mentally prepare for that.

Don West: Hey, sometimes life just isn't fair. Now and then you get a curve-ball thrown your way and you have to hit those too if you want to succeed at it.

Joey Styles: A baseball metaphor, huh? Didn't see that one coming.

[::The crowd roars it’s approval and she nimbly rolls to her feet and struts to the ring. She pauses at the base of the ramp, and circles the ring, apparently not happy with the stairs closest to the locker room. She feigns toward the opposite stairs, but instead rushes the commentators table, and jumps atop it and plays to the crowd.::]

Don West: Whoa there!

Joey Styles: Looks like Amber is refusing to give the crowd less than 100% of what she's got, though.

[::When she gets the appropriate crowd intensity, she seductively pulls off the shirt, and tosses it to a random fan in the crowd. She then slides into the ring to stretch in the friendly corner.::]

Brad Kane: And her partner...

[::"Live And Learn" by Crush 40 hits the speakers as the crowd's cheers rise again.::]

Brad Kane: ...from Scranton, Pennsylvania... this is LINDA RAGNAL!

[::As the music plays, Linda Ragnal walks out onto the stage, standing tall as she looks out at the cheering crowd, then raises a fist high. She walks down the ramp, high fiving fans on the way down, showing her appreciation for them.::]

Joey Styles: And teaming with Burton to help her defend the suitcase and her right to a title-shot is Linda Ragnal. It has got to be stressful for her too, to be thrust into such a situation.

Don West: Hey, don't make me bust out the baseball metaphors again. Dealing with whatever situation you find yourself in is part of this sport. If they can't cope, then the suitcase doesn't BELONG in Amber's hands.

[::Once the music hits it’s chorus, Linda runs to the ring, and slides in. She stands to her feet and climbs onto the nearest turnbuckle, blowing a kiss at the audience off the tips of two fingers before jumping off to head to her partner, high-fiving her before they both turn their attention to the top of the ramp as Linda's music fades out.::]

Brad Kane: And their opponents...

[::"Bite The Dust" by the Pussycat Dolls hits the speakers, the lights in the arena flash and mighty gouts of flame blast out on either side of the stage as out onto it step Susan Rigger and Bobbi Jackson, side by side and their hands on their hips as they looks out into the crowd, the grin at one another.::]

Brad Kane: ...SUSAN RIGGER and BOBBI JACKSON!

[::Susan reaches over and grabs Bobbi's wrist, yanking her over so the two women's bodies press tightly together. Bobbi blushes a bit while Susan licks her lips, slowly leaning her head in, but just as their lips are about to touch she pushes Bobbi back, winking at her. Bobbi pouts as she turns to head down to the ring, but Susan catches up to her and smacks her on the butt, making the blonde beauty jump and yelp with surprise, blushing again.::]

Don West: Wow, this is some pretty hot stuff.

Joey Styles: Yeah, well, in those chests beat a couple of icy cold hearts.

Don West: Well, at least the chests are VERY appealing.

Joey Styles: ...You make me sick.

[::Bobbi climbs up onto the apron and steps on the bottom rope, her legs spread apart as she shakes her butt at Susan a bit. The buxom Britt smirks, forming a square with her index fingers and thumbs as she closes one eye, looking at Bobbi's butt through her fingers, then suddenly takes a running start and just lunges between Bobbi's legs and over the bottom rope to get into the ring, landing in a forwards roll. Bobbi applauds as she steps off the bottom rope and over it into the ring.::]

Don West: They know a thing or two about showmanship too.

[::The two teams glare at one another as referee enters the ring and starts getting the girls organized, telling them to get everyone but the legal women out of the ring. Bobbi and Susan nod to one another and the blond exits the ring, stepping out onto the apron while across the ring Linda places a hand on Amber's shoulder and with a nod she steps out as well, leaving Linda to start the match.::]

Joey Styles: And it looks like Susan Rigger and Linda Ragnal will be starting this match for the Money In The Bank briefcase.

DING! DING! DING!

[::The referee calls for the bell and the match begins. Susan walks right to the center of the ring and extends an open hand towards Linda. The Ocean's Beauty looks suspicious as her eyes shift between the hand and Susan's eyes. Slowly she reaches her hand out towards Susan's.::]

Joey Styles: I'm not sure I'd do that if I were in Linda's shoes...

Don West: I'm not sure you'd be walking around if you were in her shoes. Unless you have really tiny feet for a guy your size.

Joey Styles: ...Not EXACTLY what I meant, Don.

[::The two women clasp hands and shake them, then suddenly Susan grins wickedly and yanks on Linda's hand, pulling her forwards as she brings her knee up to drive it into the blond beauty's stomach. Linda however doesn't seem shocked in the least as she jumps, stepping off Susan's raised knee to propel herself up into the air before bringing her other foot around to nail Susan in the back of her head with a huge Enzuigiri, the impact blasting Susan's head forwards with such force she just flips over forwards to land on her back.::]

Don West: What a kick! Did you just see that?

Joey Styles: Despite how distracting you can be, yes, I AM paying attention. Linda saw Susan's trick coming and countered it brilliantly.

[::Linda jumps back to her feet and dashes towards the ropes, coming off them right into a rolling somersault.::]

Joey Styles: Linda Ragnal is going for her Tidal Wave.

[::Susan however hurriedly rolls sideways all the way out of the ring as Linda stops herself before she can miss her signature Rolling Thunder Senton. Susan stands up outside the ring, pointing to her head to show how she out-smarted her foe, but as she does Linda comes running at her and drops down to kick both feet under the bottom rope, catching Susan right in the face with them just as the busty beauty turns back towards her. The crowd cheers as Linda rolls under the ropes and stands up on the apron, grabbing the top rope as she glances back over her shoulder to measure her opponent up as the busty Britt slowly stands up behind her. Linda jumps, bouncing off the second rope as she springboards into a high backwards flip before crashing down on Susan in a big Asai Moonsault as the crowd's cheers rise in volume.::]

Joey Styles: Linda Ragnal shows off her amazing high-flying skills with a beautiful Asai Moonsault.

Don West: It's a risky move, but it paid off for her this time.

[::Linda claps her hands as she stands up, getting the crowd to do the same, then grabs Susan, pulling her up and tossing her into the ring before climbing up onto the apron. Ragnal grabs the top rope again, this time leaning back to pull it tight and launch herself over it, slingshotting herself into a somersault that ends with her crashing back first across Susan's midsection in a Senton that makes the busty brunette's body jack-knife upon impact while Linda rolls onwards right back up onto her feet.::]

Joey Styles: Linda Ragnal is really on her game here tonight.

Don West: Well, there IS a lot on the line, so for Amber's sake I certainly hope she is.

[::Linda pulls Susan up again and scoops her off her feet before slamming her back down against the canvas and taking off running again. Linda hits the ropes and tucks her head as she goes into a somersault, rolling right through back to her feet before launching herself up into the air, doing another somersault in mid-air before coming down on Susan back first again in another Senton that knocks the wind right out of the brunette beauty. Linda reaches over and hooks her arm around Susan's leg for a pin.::]

Joey Styles: First pinfall attempt of the match.

ONE...

TWO...

[::Susan suddenly twists her body away from Linda while hooking her near up up under the Ocean's Beauty's, rolling her backwards over her body to place her into a Crucifix to pin her shoulders against the canvas. The referee hurries around the two women to check Linda's shoulders, but just as he's about to start the count Linda already manages to escape her opponent's clutches. Both women hurry to get up and Linda proves to be faster, charging at Susan as the busty beauty is still on her way to her feet. Susan however reaches out and hooks her fingers around the waistband of Linda's jeans, yanking as she kicks the blond's near leg from under her to send her throat first against the second rope.::]

Don West: Susan Rigger uses the ring itself as a weapon. She's a smart one.

Joey Styles: Intelligence is a virtue in any situation, but I'm not sure this particular tactic should be applauded.

[::As Linda coughs, holding her throat, Susan steps a foot on the back of the blond's head, pushing down with it to choke Ragnal on the ring-rope. The referee immediately demands that Susan get off, but she refuses. As the referee threatens to disqualify her the buxom Britt finally backs up, holding her open hands up on either side of her head. Suddenly she grins though as she rushes back in, driving her knee against the back of Linda's neck and grabbing the top rope to pull on it for extra leverage as she pushes Linda's throat against the second rope viciously, choking her out. Linda's arms flail while Amber shouts at the referee to get Susan off the Ocean's Beauty. The referee actually tries to physically pry Susan off Linda, but he's having a hard time at it.::]

Don West: She's showing some pretty wicked intensity there too, going after Linda without a hint of mercy. Maybe she's taking a page from the book of an Olympic gold medalist...

Joey Styles: I think you're just getting ahead of yourself with making assumptions. I KNOW Susan doesn't have an ounce of integrity in her.

[::Finally Susan does stand back though, reaching down to wrap her arms around Linda's waist and pull her up to her feet. She shoves the blond into the ropes, then raises her knee to drive it into Linda's back as she staggers back away from the ropes. Rangal cries out, her voice hoarse from the choking, and goes down to a knee, but Susan pulls her right back up, her arms locked around the blond beauty's waist as she just bull-rushes her against the ropes. Susan uses the ropes' spring as she rolls backwards, taking Linda over backwards with her, doing a complete backwards somersault right back to her feet before yanking Linda right off the canvas and arching her back to drive the Ocean's Beauty down on the back of her head with a wicked German Suplex, releasing her grip on impact to let Linda's body fold up on impact before falling over limply.::]

Don West: And Susan hits her Chaos Theory on Ragnal. What impact.

Joey Styles: She didn't even bother with a pin.

[::Susan gets up, then heads to her corner, tagging Bobbi in by grabbing a handful of her hair and planting a kiss on her lips.::]

Don West: Now THAT I LIKE.

Joey Styles: Yes, you WOULD.

[::The blond beauty blushes a bit, but quickly gets in the ring and walks over to Linda, grabbing her by the head and pulling her back to her feet. She hoists the stunned blond across her shoulders, hooking an arm around the back of Linda's neck. Bobbi and Susan exchange meaningful looks before she tosses Linda's legs upwards, trying to drop her on her head with a Death Valley Driver, but Linda manages to swing her legs down, landing on her feet behind Bobbi.::]

Don West: Linda just managed to get herself off Bobbi's shoulders on time there.

[::Linda hooks her arms under Bobbi's, trying to lock in a Full Nelson, but the blond quickly twists around, slipping her arms free, and kicks Linda in the gut, doubling her over. Bobbi locks her arm around Linda's neck and with her free hand grabs a hold of the Ocean's Beauty's jeans before yanking her off her feet and falling backwards to drive Ragnal's forehead against the canvas of the ring with an Implant DDT.::]

Joey Styles: What wicked impact on Linda's head and neck with that DDT.

[::Bobbi pushes Linda over and lays across her to pin her down as she stares right at Amber, the two women glaring into one another's eyes as the referee counts the pin.::]

ONE...

TWO...

[::Linda refuses to stay down, raising a shoulder off the canvas before the count of three. Bobbi grabs her by her hair and stands up, pulling Linda along with her, then stuffs the blond's head between her legs before hooking her arms under Linda's.::]

Joey Styles: Looks like Bobbi is going to try and put Linda away with a Pedigree.

[::Bobbi's and Amber's eyes are still locked as Bobbi clasps her hands, but before she can go for her finisher Linda grits her teeth and just powers her foe overhead, sending Bobbi over to crash back first against the canvas of the ring.::]

Don West: Nope, not going to get her with that at least yet.

[::Linda measures Bobbi up as the blond beauty stands up, then the moment she's back up on her feet Linda leaves hers, nailing Bobbi in the back of her head with an Enzuigiri to send her down to a knee. Linda gets behind Bobbi and locks her arms around the stunned blond's in a Full Nelson, this time clasping her hands to cinch it in. Linda leans back, lifting Bobbi off her feet, then drops back as she lets Bobbi's right arm slip loose to swing her to the side and smash Bobbi down face first next to her.::]

Joey Styles: Tribute to UC! Linda caught Bobbi there.

[::Linda shakes her head a bit as she sits up, still feeling the effects of that DDT she took moments ago. She stands up and heads towards her corner. Susan rushes into the ring and after Ragnal, but the blond beauty manages to tag herself out and as Susan catches up to her she drops down just as Amber leaps over the ropes, kicking her feet out to catch Susan right on the face with them both.::]

Don West: Ooh, she got booted good there.

Joey Styles: And Amber Burton is now the legal member of her team.

[::The impact sends Susan flying back and as she rolls over and rises to all fours Burton is already on her, punting the busty beauty right in the side with a big kick that sends Susan rolling away, clutching her ribs in pain. Amber snickers at her handiwork, but soon pays for it as her knee is clipped out from under her from behind. Amber grimaces as she goes down to a knee, only to have her ankle grabbed and supporting leg yanked out from under her, sending her flat on her belly. Bobbi pulls up on Amber's ankle, then smashes the brunette's knee down against the canvas.::]

Don West: Amber looses focus of who the legal woman is and she's paying for it now.

Joey Styles: Well, there are a lot of factors in this match that you and I might not really comprehend, you know. I bet Amber really wants to get her hands on Susan.

[::As Burton grabs at her knee, grimacing in pain, Bobbi twists Amber over by her foot, then drops an elbow down across the prone brunette's knee one, two, three times. Still holding onto Amber's foot, Bobbi then moves around her victim, turning her so that she's standing between Amber and the ropes, denying her the shortest route to an escape as she steps around the brunette beauty's leg then crosses the other one over it and drops down, locking in a Figure Four Leglock.::]

Don West: Bobbi's going to work on Amber's legs.

Joey Styles: Wouldn't surprise me one bit if she's planning to make Amber tap out to her signature Showshooter.

Don West: Assuming Amber survive THIS hold.

[::As the ref moves in to ask Amber if she wants to give up Bobbi grins and reaches her arms out so Susan can reach in under the ropes, grabbing Bobbi's hands and holding on to make escape from the hold an impossibility.::]

Joey Styles: I see Bobbi is taking well to the kinds of tricks Susan's all too happy to stoop to.

Don West: Hey, it's just smart wrestling. The referee isn't paying attention, that's not Bobbi's or Susan's fault.

Joey Styles: They're trying to keep Amber from rolling over or crawling towards the ropes. You could be right, Amber might not make it if this hold stays locked in.

[::Amber tries to tell the referee to look at what's going on, but before she can Bobbi just thrusts her hips up, maximizing the pressure on the hold to make Amber cry out in pain. The referee stays focused on the brunette beauty, asking her again if she wants to give up. Finally the referee's eyes briefly shift and he realizes what's going on, immediately rushing over to demand that Susan lets go of Bobbi's hands. The two wicked women's eyes meet and they let go of each other. Seeing this, Amber grits her teeth and swings her arms around, catching Bobbi unaware as she twists her body over, reversing the Figure Four. Bobbi's eyes widen as the pressure is reversed on her as well, pain shooting up her legs as Amber places her palms against the canvas and pushes her upper body up, increasing the pressure on the reversed hold.::]

Joey Styles: The tables are turned now. Bobbi had better find a way out of this if she's not planning to end up tapping out herself.

Don West: Well, lucky for her the answer is right in front of her, Joey.

[::Bobbi hurries to reach out and grab the bottom rope, prompting the ref to tell Amber to break the hold off. He helps the two women separate, both glaring menacingly at the other as they untangle their legs. They both stand up, then Amber just lunges at Bobbi, grabbing her by the arm and yanking her into an Irish Whip, which Bobbi manages to counter by putting the breaks on and sending Amber running off with one of her own. Bobbi ducks her head down as Amber comes running back at her after hitting the ropes, but the brunette beauty is onto her and manages to slow down enough to launch a kick right at Bobbi's face.::]

Joey Styles: Bobbi telegraphed that move and Amber got the message.

[::But rather than the blond's head jerking back from the impact Bobbi slowly straightens herself, grinning as she holds Amber's foot in her hands, having caught it before it ever made contact. She tucks the brunette's shin under her arm, then swings her other arm around the captured limb, dropping down as she does to twist the knee painfully with a Dragon Screw.::]

Don West: Amber's legs are really taking a beating here. She's gonna have a rough time getting out of the bed in the morning.

[::As Amber writhes on the canvas, clutching at her knee in pain, Bobbi chuckles down at her, grabbing her by the hair to pull her back up before grabbing her foot again. Amber in what seems like desperation kicks her free leg around, going for an Enzuigiri, but Bobbi sees it coming and ducks her head to avoid the kick. Rather than landing flat on her belly though Amber manages to tuck her body as she twists around, grabbing Bobbi's leg with both hands to send the blond beauty smashing down on her tits and face instead. Burton looks to have Bobbi right where she wants her as she goes to lock in her signature Sambo leglock.::]

Joey Styles: Looks like Amber caught Bobbi unaware! This could be the end!

[::Before she manages to cinch the hold in on the struggling blond though Amber gets booted right in the back of the head by Susan who rushed in to make the save. The referee tries to get her back out of the ring, but Susan just ignores him, raining stomps down on Amber's head as the brunette beauty tries to shield herself with her arms. Bobbi is soon back up as well as they both stomp away at Burton. As the referee tries to force them to obey the rules by initiating a five-count to a disqualification, the two women grab Amber's ankles and drag her to their corner, where Susan steps out of the ring only long enough to get tagged back in by Bobbi. The wickedly grinning blond holds onto Amber's ankle, leaving her leg vulnerable as Susan steps back into the ring, measures her up, then just lunges in to drive her knee against the back of Amber's, making her cry out in pain. ::]

Joey Styles: They are just showing no mercy here. I'd be surprised if Amber could walk to her corner to tag herself out even if they let her.

Don West: And you KNOW they ain't gonna do THAT.

[::Susan grabs Amber's feet as she drags her way from the ropes while Bobbi steps out onto the apron. The chuckling Britt lets go of one foot, then tilts her head back and unleashes a 'WOOO', which the crowd welcomes with nothing but boos as Susan goes to step around Amber's captured leg, but the brunette beauty suddenly raises her free foot, placing it against Susan's butt as she turns around and kicking the buxom bitch right off her to send her stumbling forwards right into the ropes.::]

Joey Styles: Looks like Rigger's Ric Flair impersonation was a mistake.

[::Susan twists around and bounces against the ropes, then comes charging at Amber as she struggles to stand up, but just as it looks Susan is about to send her back down Amber grits her teeth and just explodes into a Dropkick, launching herself into the air and kicking both legs straight to blast Susan right in the face with her feet, almost flipping the shorter woman over backwards from the impact of her charging right into the big kick.::]

Joey Styles: And Amber fires back with a big Dropkick! I did not think she would have that in her after all the abuse she's taken in this match.

Don West: Well, that might have been ALL she had in her.

[::Amber grabs at her knee again, cursing through grit teeth as she drags herself towards her corner and Linda's desperately out-stretched hand. Burton struggles to her feet as she moves closer and closer to her salvation, but just as she's about to slap Linda's hand the Ocean's Beauty's eyes widen and mouth forms a big 'O'. Amber turns her head just in time to see Susan just soaring through the air towards her, the busty Britt's arm smashing against Linda's face to knock her off the apron as her humongous breasts smash against the back of Amber's head, causing her face to smash right into the top turnbuckle as Susan drives her against it with a Stinger Splash.::]

Don West: Oh dear Lord! Did you just see that?

Joey Styles: Indeed I did. Susan manages to stop her opponents from making the tag with that big Stinger Splash.

[::As Amber just crumbles down to her knees Susan grabs her by the hair and drags her along all the way to the opposite corner, tagging Bobbi back in. The Bobbilicious One grabs Amber's legs again, dragging her away from the ropes, then steps her own leg between them as the crowd boos.::]

Joey Styles: Bobbi Jackson looks to be going for her Showshooter.

Don West: She's going to finish it right here.

[::Bobbi crosses Amber's legs over her thigh, then tucks the right one under her arm as she steps over the prone brunette to twist her over onto her belly and lock in the viciously painful hold. Amber cries out in pain, pulling at her own hair as she just writhes under Bobbi while the blond just leans back, applying even greater pressure on the hold.::]

Don West: Oh there is no way her legs can take this. Just tap out already!

Joey Styles: Don't forget what Amber has on the line in this match and that's ON TOP of her pride, of course.

[::Amber screams as she claws at the canvas desperately, inch by inch dragging herself towards the ropes, much to both Bobbi's and Susan's disbelief. Little by little the determined woman's fingers inch closer and closer to the bottom rope and salvation from the incredible pain Bobbi is putting her through, but just as she's about to touch it Susan suddenly stomps right on Amber's hand, stopping her. The referee however isn't about to let that slide as he demands that Bobbi break the hold, telling her it counts as a rope-break. Bobbi shakes her head, gritting her teeth as she sits down deeper and pulls on Amber's legs with all her might. Amber reaches out with her other hand and grabs the bottom rope with it, holding on so tightly her knuckles are white as she howls with pain until finally the ref pries Bobbi's grip loose and forces her to break the hold.::]

Don West: I can NOT believe Amber made it through that.

Joey Styles: You have to give credit to her for not giving up after all her opponents have put her through.

[::Bobbi grimaces angrily as she grabs Amber by the head, pulling her up before stuffing it between her legs and hooking her arms under the bent over brunette's.::]

Don West: And now a Pedigree?

[::Bobbi jumps and just drives Amber face first down against the canvas with the Pedigree. She rolls Amber over and lays across her body for the pin, grinning as the referee counts.::]

ONE...

TWO...

THR-...

[::NO! At the LAST possible moment Amber manages to raise her shoulder off the canvas, leaving the entire arena in stunned silence for a moment before thunderous cheers just explode out of the crowd.::]

Don West: SHE KICKED OUT! CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT?!

Joey Styles: If I hadn't just seen it with my own two eyes I probably wouldn't, Don!

[::Bobbi roars with rage as she just tears at her own hair. She soon seems to regain her senses though as her eyes meet Susan and she nods at the busty brunette. Susan suddenly makes a big show of entering the ring and the referee rushes over to stop her while Bobbi grins wickedly and rolls out of the ring.::]

Don West: What's going on now?

Joey Styles: I have a feeling Bobbi has some bad intentions in mind.

[::Bobbi reaches under the apron and digs about for a moment before coming out with a folded steel chair in hand. Linda Ragnal grabs her shoulder, trying to convince her to drop the weapon, but Bobbi just spins around to face her and whacks her right across the face with the chair.::]

Don West: Oooh, man, Linda should've just gone right for the chair.

Joey Styles: Maybe she thought she could talk Bobbi out of whatever she's up to here.

[::Bobbi slides the chair into the ring under the ropes, then rolls in after it and goes over to Amber, grabbing her by her hair and dragging her to the chair before pulling the barely conscious brunette's body up and stuffing her head between Bobbi's legs again.::]

Don West: Oh she is not gonna...

[::Bobbi hooks her arms under Amber's, grinning wickedly, then jumps, smashing Amber's face down against the chair with a loud clanging sound as she delivers the Pedigree.::]

Don West: She DID! A Pedigree on the steel chair!

Joey Styles: Oh this is just despicable!

[::Bobbi rolls Amber off the chair, then just tosses it out of the ring and gestures at Susan, who nods and stops trying to enter the ring, instead pointing out to the ref what's going on as Bobbi again lays across Amber's body, hooking a leg for good measure. The referee almost reluctantly after how Bobbi and Susan have been behaving kneels down and starts counting the pin.::]

ONE...

TWO...

THREE!

[::The referee calls for the bell to end the match and as it rings Susan and Bobbi grin wickedly at one another, blowing a kiss in each other's direction.::]

Brad Kane: The winners of this match... BOBBI JACKSON AND SUSAN RIGGER!

Joey Styles: Damn it! Amber fought hard to keep her Money In The Bank briefcase, but against Susan's and Bobbi's cheap tactics it just wasn't enough. I am sick to my stomach at these two women.

Don West: Well okay, so they're pretty ruthless when it comes to winning, but really, getting the win is what this is all about, Joey. They did what they needed to in order to secure the victory.

[::Susan hops off the apron and suddenly reaches under the apron. She pulls out a steel chair, then just throws it over the ropes at Bobbi, who catches it, then grabs the chair Bobbi discarded earlier and rolls into the ring with it in hand. Susan grins as she raises it up, pointing to the dent left by Amber's face being driven into it, while the referee tries to get between the two now armed women and the unconscious Amber. Susan just swats the poor guy right across the face with her chair, knocking him down and out.::]

Joey Styles: Oh what are these evil bitches doing NOW?

Don West: Ummm, you might wanna watch your mouth if you don't want to end up like the referee. Or worse, fired.

[::Susan and Bobbi raise their chairs, then just start raining down wicked blows to poor Amber's back with them, absolutely showing no mercy even as the pain snaps the brunette out of her unconscious state and she starts crying out with pain every time the merciless steel pounds against her soft flesh.::]

Joey Styles: If you think I'm going to watch this in silence you are DEAD wrong, Don! THIS is just WRONG! Nobody deserves this kind of abuse!

[::Both the wicked women change their grip on their weapons and just drive the tops of the chairs' backrests against the backs of Amber's knees, over and over and over again. Finally Bobbi drops her chair as she heads towards the nearest corner while Susan grabs Amber by the ankle and drags her towards it as well. She turns Amber over, then while Bobbi scales her way to the top rope Susan places her knee around Amber's right knee.::]

Don West: What're they going to do now?

Joey Styles: These two don't have hearts! Hell, they probably don't even have souls!

[::Bobbi stands up straight on the top rope and even though Amber begs her to stop, tears rolling down her cheeks, she jumps off, pulling her knees up, then as she comes down stomping both feet against the chair with all her might. Amber tosses her head back and screams off the top of her lungs while Bobbi shakes her legs a bit, stomping on steel having left them feeling a bit numb.::]

Don West: OH GOD!

Joey Styles: God damn it! These evil bitches!

[::While Susan in turn scales the ropes Bobbi goes over and picks up the chair she was using to batter Amber earlier and then hands it over to Susan as the buxom beauty stands up on the top rope. Susan holds it with both hands as she jumps high up in the air, then lands on her side as she just drives the chair down on Amber's face, absolutely crushing it against the brunette's beautiful features. Amber is still, knocked unconscious once more as Susan stands up and laughs, then just tosses the badly bent chair aside. Bobbi grabs it though, stacking it on top of the other chair before gesturing something to Susan. The busty bitch nods as she turns Amber over, then grabs a hold around her waist and just hauls her limp body up off the canvas in a Wheelbarrow hold, swinging her around to over the chairs where Bobbi awaits, grabbing Amber's head and stuffing it between her legs as she again hooks her arms around the KOd brunette's arms.::]

Joey Styles: Stop it already, damn you!

[::The two evil women's eyes meet and as one they jump and both land on their knees simultaneously as they just crush Amber's face against the chairs. They stand up, seemingly finally done as they stand over Amber's body and kiss one another, then finally make their way out of the ring as EMTs pour in. As they check on Amber Bobbi grabs the briefcase at ringside before handing it to Susan.::]

Don West: So Susan has the case now?!

Joey Styles: That’s certainly what it looks like…

Don West: Well Bobbi got the pinfall, isn’t the case technically hers?

Joey Styles: Hell if I know Don…stop badgering me!

[::As the EMTs check on Amber, Susan playfully has a grip on Bobbi’s hair as she walks her up the apron with her as they reach the top of the ramp she pulls Bobbi in by her hair and kisses her hard to an extremely mixed reaction as Primetime goes to a commercial break.::]

[::Primetime returns from commercial break as we cut to the parking lot. Alysson Gardner, the bleeding hardcore champion, seems to have given up on looking out for someone to soother her wounds, and is looking for her car. Much for her displeasure, she meets the woman that put her in this position.::]

Elizabeth: Aw, poo... Seems you didn't have what it takes to beat Chrysta AND Stephanie.

[::Liz shrugs and smirks at the Punk Princess.::]

Elizabeth: This was the easiest contendership match I've ever scheduled.

Alysson: Mind your own business, little bitch.

Elizabeth: But THIS is my business, Gardner. Helping some people, screwing some other... Life's like this.

[::She then rests an arm on one of Alysson's shoulders, her irony almost dripping from her mouth.::]

Elizabeth: I'm sorry you just had to go through all of--

Alysson: You don't know shit about what I've been going through, y'asshole!

[::Aly spins and grabs Liz by the collar, almost lifting her from the ground.

Alysson: And I honestly don't care if you fire me for what I want to do right now, that's marking your pretty face with a knuckle tat!

Elizabeth: Let go, you troll! I- I don't care if you're the boss' sister, just... LET... GO!!!

[::Liz struggles and pushes Aly away... In the exact moment a car is pulling off! Alysson is hit by the car's back side and falls to the concrete, completely unconscious. Liz takes her hands to her face, in a fake despair expression, before fleeing from the scene.::]

Joey Styles: OH MY GOD!!! Get some help for Alysson!

Don West: This night is just...I don't even know Joey...Can we get to our main event already please!?!?!

[::And Don's wish becomes a reality as we head back to ringside for our main event of the evening...::]

Match #7

Brad Kane: Ladies the following contest is the main event, scheduled for one fall to a finish with a thirty minute time limit, it is for the Ring of Beauty World Championship!

YYYYEEAAHHHH!!

Brad Kane: Introducing first…she hails from Okimawa Japan…

[::David Bowie’s “China Girl” hits the speakers, as a series of white and yellow sparklers burst near the stage area. As the house lights dim Candace, accompanied by the Devil Matsumoto, steps out from behind the velvet curtain. The crowd instantly registers a huge ovation for the popular Japanese star, as she waves warmly to the fans, then starts down the ramp towards the ring.::]

Brad Kane: Please welcome, the challenger …Candace OK-IM-URRRRAAA!!!

YYEEAAHHH!!!
BOOOOO!!!!

[::The Joshi Dragon, clad in a white Playboy Bunnie Tank-top and short black leather mini skirt, slowly climbs the steel steps and enters the ring. Candace quickly removes her skirt, revealing a red bikini bottom, and rests the garment on the arena floor. She goes to her corner, throwing a handful of Japanese ceremonial salt in the air, then awaits the arrival of the champion.::]

Brad Kane: …and her opponent…from Los Angeles California…

[::As the epic beat of "The Shit is Bananas" by Enur plays over the PA system, A series of colored spotlights circle the arena before all converging to one spot in the entryway, where Ashley Riot is standing, facing away from the crowd. Sparks shower all around her as she stands there, looking slowly up into the sky. When she turns around, she scowls at the gathered crowd and walks towards the ring.::]

Brad Kane: Please welcome…the Ring of Beauty World Champion…Ashley RIOT!!!!

YYYEEAAHHHH!!!
BOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

[::As Ashley makes her way to the ring, she slowly sheds her excess clothing to reveal her skin tight wrestling outfit consisting of short black wrestling trunks and a extremely revealing silver and black tank top. When she gets in, she stands right at the center of the ring, waiting. On the titan tron behind her, words flash across the screen quickly, then slow down so the people can read them better. Big, bolded, and true, the words stop so they are as clear as day.::]

The Circle.
Your defeat is unavoidable.

DING! DING! DING!

[::Ashley darts across the ring and instantly nails Candace with a clubbing blow to the back of the head. The Asian beauty, caught off guard by the aggressive start, falls to her knees as Ashley continues to club Candace over the back of the head with her forearm. The smaller Asian beauty falls to the canvas where Ashley quickly begins to stomp at her head as Candace rolls to the ropes for a break.::]

Don West: Ashley wasting no time going after Candace.

Joey Styles: As expected. Ashley is likely to be very aggressive in this match. Candace is built for speed, and I don’t think the champ wants to allow her the opportunity to get going.

Don West: Well, she’s already on the ropes—looking for a breather!

[::The referee quickly orders Ashley to give the clean break, but the Foundation instead grabs Candace by her long black hair and pulls her up to her feet. She snapmares the Japanese star into the ring, as Candace grimaces in pain as her backside lands hand on the mat. Ashley follows up with a standing drop kick to the back of Candace’s head, that sends the Asian face first into the mat.::]

Don West: So much for a clean break!

Joey Styles: Well, she did break the hold—just not quite the way the referee had in mind.

[::Ashley grabs Candace’s arm, then quickly snaps it backwards. The Japanese star again screams in pain, as Ashley torques the arm in an arm bar. The RoB Champion suddenly ducks Candace down, then grabs her leg and flips foreward…rolling Candace into a Mahistrol cradle pin. The referee dives to the mat to make the count as Candace struggles to get free of the pinning predicament.::]

Don West: Ashley going for a submission. Really taking it to Candace at the moment.

ONE!

TWO!

No! Candace kicks out.

Joey Styles: She’s working over her arm pretty good, trying to softed that up a bit.

[::Unfazed Ashley quickly kips to her feet, then drives her knee hard into her challengers spine. She grabs both of Candaces’ arms, then pulls them back…stretching out the Dragons upper back painfully as she tries to gain a submission from the Japanese star. Candace struggles to break free, but the Foundation maintains her leverage advantage and continues to apply the pressure on the hold. Candace finally slides her foot onto the rope, which quickly brings the referee to Ashley with a demand for a break.::]

Joey Styles: Candace on the ropes! Riot will have to break the hold.

[::Ashley ignores the referee and continues to punish her smaller opponent. As she drives the knee hard into Candaces’ spine, the referee reluctantly starts a count.::]

Don West: Doesn’t appear to be interesting in obliging.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FIV…Ashley finally releases the hold.

Don West: Ashley has a five count to release the hold, and she used every second of it.

Joey Styles: Probably a good strategy. The stakes are very high in this match, so if you can punish your opponent a little it works to your advantage.

[::Once again the referee confronts Ashley, but the Foundation ignores the referee’s words and instead measures Candace for a spininng kick to the head. The Asian beauty, visibly sore from the earlier beating, slowly turns her attention back to her opponent. Ashley lets a vicious kick sail towards Candace’ head just as she turns to face her.::]

WHIFF!

Don West: Swing and a miss!

[::The Asian beauty quickly drops to the mat, as Ashley spins wildly off balance with the missing kick. As Ashley spins awkwardly Candace slips behind her and wraps her arms around her waist. She quickly arches back, sending the Foundation sailing backward to the canvas with a back body drop.::]

THUD!

Joey Styles: Candace with a beautiful back suplex, appears to have caught Ashley Riot off balance.

[::Ashley’s head and neck bounce hard off the mat, as the Foundation lands awkwardly from the fall. Candace quickly grabs at her lower back, then falls to her knees as the earlier beating from her larger opponent has clearly effected the tiny Japanese speedster. Candace forces herself off the canvas, then quickly turns her attention towards Ashley. The champion shakes off the cobwebs, and quickly starts towards Candace.::]

[::Candace fires a sharp knife edge, that sends a loud clap through the arena. A look of pain washes over Ashleys face, as she grimaces from the impact of the stinging blow. Candace suddenly drops to the canvas, then sweeps the legs out from under the raven haired beauty, as Ashley falls backwards to the canvas. The Joshi Dragon, beginning to build momentum, grabs the champions arm and torques it awkwardly. Ashley slowly begins to bull her way to her feet, but as she does so Candace fires a hook kick that catches the Foundation flush in the face. Ashley falls back to the canvas; allowing Candace the 1.4 seconds necessary to set up her finishing Buzzsaw kick.::]

W---H----A----P!

[::Ashleys head snaps back wildly as Candace drills her across the side of the head with a vicious kick. The Foundations knees buckle, as she falls face first onto the canvas.::]

Don West: Buzzsaw Kick! Ashley’s head snapped back!

Joey Styles: She looked like Linda Blair in the Exorcist. This one might be over!

YYYEEAAHHH!!!

[::Candace quickly pounces on Ashley, hooking her leg for the pin as the referee scurries to the mat to make the count.::]

ONE!

TWO!

TWO and a half!

TWO and three quarters…

TWO and nine tenths….

No! Ashley arches her shoulder off the canvas.

Joey Styles: Ashley Kicks out! I don’t know how she did it, but she kicked out!

Don West: I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone kick out of that before!

[::A look of exasperation washes over Candace’s face, as Ashley escapes the pinfall by the slightest of margins. The Asian beauty steps back, then once again grabs Ashleys arm. As Ashley struggles to get off the canvas Candace rolls her up with a Mahistrol pin of her own. Once again the referee scurries over to make the count.::]

Don West: Inside cradle! Candace with another pinning attempts!

Joey Styles: If at first you don’t succeed!

ONE!

TWO!

No! Ashley lays her leg over the bottom rope.

Don West: Ashley on the ropes for the break! Both these women must be exhausted!

Joey Styles: Yeah, very physical match. These two have been going at each other at a really quick pace. I think fatigue must be a factor.

[::Candace quickly abandons the pin, then turns her back to Ashley. The Japanese star hooks her arms with Ashleys, then tucks her chin in and rocks foreward. A look of shock flashes over the Foundations face as Candace backslides Ashley into a pinning predicament. Once again the referee starts the count.::]

ONE!

TWO!

No! Ashley powers out.

Joey Styles: Ashley again kicking out. She is absolutely bringing her A game to this match.

Don West: Absolutely. A lesser opponent would have been out a long time ago. Candace is giving her everything she has, and Ashley keeps on coming back for more.

Joey Styles: You can see a look of incredulity in Candace’s eyes. It’s like she’s saying ‘what do I have to do to pin her?’

[::The Foundation scurries to her feet, watching as Candace gets off the mat. She quickly grabs the Dragon in a side headlock, then drops dead weight to the mat. Candace’ crashes face first to the canvas.::]

Joey Styles: DDT! Where the hell did Ashley pull that one out from!

Don West: Unbelievable! The match turns just like that!

[::Ashley once again rolls Candace up for the pin. The Foundation, visibly tired from the intense battle, grabs a handful of Candace’s trucks for extra leverage; a tactic not unseen by the referee.::]

Referee: Break the hold!

Don West: Ash caught with a handful of Candace’s trunks! Not unseen by the referee!

Joey Styles: Yeah, that will be caught more often than not.

[::A look of anger again flashes over Ashleys face, as she slowly gets off the canvas. The Joshi Dragon slowly gets to her feet, but as she is rising off the mat…::]

SPLAT!

[::Ashley sends a vicious super kick bouncing off Candace’ head. The Asian beauties knees buckle, as she suddenly falls face first to the canvas. A look of tremendous relief washes over the champs face, as she pumps her fist into the air, then makes the cover on the Japanese star. Once again the referee hits the canvas to make the count.::]

Don West: Its over! Ashley just kicked a field goal with Candace’s head!

ONE!

TWO!

TWO and a half!

TWO and three quarters…

TWO and nine tenths….

No! Candace bridges out!

Joey Styles: Oh my God! I can’t believe Candace kicked out after that!

Don West: Unbelievable match up!

[::Ashley shakes her head in exasperation, then rolls Candace onto her belly, grabbing the Asian beauties leg and twisting it into an elevated Boston Crab. Candace’s face turns red in pain, she crawls towards the ropes, but Ashley arches back further, increasing the pressure on the Japanese stars leg and knee area.::]

Ashley: Ask her, ref!

[::The zebra approaches Candace, ducking low to ask her if she wants to submit, but the Japanese star shakes her head to the negative. She claws her way towards the ropes, digging her fingers into the canvas as she struggles to reach safety.::]

Joey Styles: Ashley Riot going for another submission on Candace, she’s twisting that leg back in ways not designed for the human body.

Don West: Ashley is a submission specialist, and right now Candace is in a world of trouble.

[::Candace continues to claw her way towards the bottom rope, but as she gets nearly close enough to reach it Ashley rises a bit, then drags her back towards the center of the ring.::]

Don West: And Ash brings her back in!

Joey Styles: She’s not letting go of this hold!

[::Once again Candace howls in pain, which brings the referee close to ask for the submission.::]

Referee: Do you submit?

[::Candace again shakes her head, then pushes up on her arms, tucking her head and shoulders under her as she manages to roll her hips and flip her way out of the submission hold. A look of surprise washes over Ash’s face, and Candace increased it by driving her heel hard into Riot’s face. She staggers to her feet, limping slightly, then grabs at Ash’s leg—but the champion sends a hard kick to Okimura’s midsection, doubling over the Japanese beauty.::]

Don West: Another kick by Ashley, Candace clearly near the end of her rope.

[::Ashley springs to her feet, grabbing Candace by the head and planting her on the mat with a DDT. The champion rolls up Candace, hooking her far side leg as the referee drops to count the pinfall.::]

ONE!

TWO!

No! Candace raises a shoulder!

Joey Styles: And she kicks out again! Neither of these women are showing any signs of quit!

Don West: Well this is for the World Championship! The stakes could not be higher!

[::Ashley screams in disbelief, as she quickly kips to her feet. She grabs Candace’ long black ponytail, then pulls her challenger to her feet. She quickly moves to Candace’s side, then snaps the Dragon backwards with a hard Russian leg sweep. Ashley considers her option for a moment, then goes to the turn buckle for an attempted Swanton on the fallen Joshi Star::]

Don West: Looks like Ashley is going to fly!

Joey Styles: She’s going to the high rent district!

[::Ashley dives high into the air, but just as she is about to go crashing on top of Candace, the Asian beauty brings up her knees up in desperation.::]

KA-SPLAT!

Don West: Candace gets her knee’s up! That’s gotta hurt!

[::Ashley gasps in shock as the air is instantly driven out from her body. Candace slowly forces herself off the canvas, and with every last ounce of energy she has left releases a hellacious Buzzsaw kick to the temple of the Foundation.::]

Don West: Another Buzzsaw kick! This has to be it!

[::Ashleys eyes once again roll back, as she slumps backwards to the canvas. Candace drops onto the Foundation, tightly hooking the champions leg as the referee scurries to make the count.::]

ONE!

TWO!

TWO and a half!

TWO and three quarters….

TWO and eight tenths….

TWO and nine tenths…..

THREE!!!

 Joey Styles: She got her! Candace pins Ashley!

Don West: New World Champion on Primetime!!!

DING! DING! DING!

YYYEEAHHH!

[::The crowd gives a huge ovation for Candace, as the Asian beauty smiles widely after the tremendous match.  She quickly turns to check on Ashley's well being, the n goes to the referee to accept the title belt. The referee raises Candace’s hands in the air, the crowd cheering the new Ring of Beauty World Champion as "This Calling by All That Remains" begins to blare through the arena. The crowd is a little stunned that Freya Ragnal would dare to interrupt the celebration after a fantastic World Title contest. She's alone, in street clothes with the Pure Title hanging on her shoulder. Freya slowly makes her way into the ring, clapping her hands for the match. A microphone is passed to her as she looks at the two competitors. Freya inhales before giving them a smirk.::]

Freya Ragnal: What a fantastic World Title match to cap off another fantastic evening of professional wrestling. This is what we live for, right? This thrill, the adrenaline of the crowd pumping through our veins while we try to become the greatest of all time. Its a tall mountain to climb and while both of you have either climbed it before or are at the top, there is always someone new, someone fresh who wants to make that climb and put their flag on the summit.

[::The crowd claps, Freya taking a moment to collect her thoughts. She stares at the Ring of Beauty World Title for a moment before taking her glance back to the crowd.::]

Freya Ragnal: Some people have told me that this title on my shoulder is like a half way point to the summit. That the Pure Title is nothing more then a niche title to suit my talents more so then anyone else's. Who else but me made this title into something more then dumb blondes hitting one another with a right hand. I think that's why I enjoy watched the two of you, you're more then that. You're both professional wrestlers, not a stripper faking her way through...

[::Another short pause from the Pure Wrestling Champion.::]

Freya Ragnal: So earlier this week I got some bad news from this company. After the next pay per view they are discontinuing the Pure Wrestling Championship. it has been cited as a failed experiment that the fans never really got behind. It would appear that the last defense was against Linda Ragnal a couple of weeks ago.

[::The crowd lets out a collective groan but Freya puts her hand into the air.::]

Freya Ragnal: However, there is something good from this. At Violent by Choice, Naughty by Design Three the World Title match has been set. Its our current World Champion against the current Pure Champion in a title unification match!

[::Huge pop from the crowd, Freya smiling.::]

Freya Ragnal: I'm getting my chance at that World Title that belongs around my waist. That title is my destiny as a Kane and a Ragnal. So enjoy your celebration while it lasts because come Violent by Choice, Naughty by Design Three, that belt is mine.

[::She drops the microphone and heads back out of the ring with a huge smile on her face.::]

Don West: I DON'T THINK I CAN HANDLE ANOTHER SURPRISE TONIGHT JOEY I'M GOING TO HAVE A HEART ATTACK!!!

Joey Styles: Well lucky for you Don we are out of time! See you next time...On Primetime!!!

[::Joey exclaims as the show fades to the Ring of Beauty logo.::]

OOC Notes & Disclaimer:

Yea...I know the show is four days late. I apologize, it would have been up a day sooner but when I saw the results I just wasn't happy with practically anything on the show and wanted to redo it.  If you all are going to get a late show I want to make DAMN sure its top notch quality.  I'm pretty damn proud of this show and I hope you all enjoyed it.  Thanks to everyone who RPed and congrats to both competitors in the main event! Only one vote separated the winner and loser, that doesn't happen very often around here...you both rock!! Thanks to everyone who helped get this show together...Look for the next card up on Friday!

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