PSW Accolades: Tag Team Championships

What is there to say? Competitors need to find somebody, anybody, willing to put up with them, someone they know will have their back and make them a better performer. After that, the only thing that's left is to chase these bad boys and become the Tag Team Supreme. 

That's it.

History

1. Team Wallace (30 November 2030) - 29 Days
2. Pandemonium (29 December 2030) - 33 Days
3. Team Wallace (31 January 2031)

PSW Fight Pit End of January Special - Vito Montani vs Paul Grizzly (c) - Ambulance Match

Montani steps out from under the concourse to the sound of his intense hip-hop theme.

David Bekker: Your main event of the evening is an AMBULANCE MATCH, and it is for the Psycho Style Wrestling WORLD DOMINION CHAMPIONSHIP!!! In this contest, there are no disqualifications, no countouts, pinfalls or submissions! The only way to win is to place your opponent inside the back of the ambulance and shut the doors.

Instead of walking to the embankment, Montani walks towards the ambulance waiting on the hardcourt. He walks from the back to the sides, studying the vehicle intently.

DS: Take it in, Montani. THAT'S YOUR FUTURE!

SDS: Montani examining the task. Calculating how he intends to seal Grizzly's large frame inside that thing.

The young thug slaps the side of the vehicle hard and marches to the embankment. 

PSW Fight Pit End of January Special - The Last Word

The sound of the siren echoes throughout every corner of the facility. An O.R.D.R.L.I. flies over, capturing the big white ambulance with green and yellow markings as it backs up toward the stadium; the tents, fences, and other obstacles have been moved aside or brought down to clear a path. 

SDS: There it is, Diogo. Courtesy of St. Yochanan's. Somebody's going for a ride in the back of that bus.

DS: Not "someone", Darryl. Vito Montani. That palhaço is DONE FOR!

SDS: That remains to be seen, but speaking of Montani, we turn one final time to Katrina Petrov, who is standing by with the challenger to the World Dominion Championship!

Concourse Dressing Room

PSW Fight Pit End of January Special - Open Season

30 November 2030 - The Saturday Night Super Fight Special

Kruscher runs the 6-Man Gauntlet Match, defeating Kala Kahuna, Gary Wildman, the Honey Badger, Seth, and finally Vito Montani to become the first-ever Holder of Dominion. He kicks Montani out of the ring and demands his title. Head Referee "Big Joe" Wilson is about to present him with it.

Briar Lane: Ladies and gentlemen, I have just been informed that there is a surprise 7th entrant in this match!

SDS: 7th entrant?

DS: They can't do this!

SDS: Who is it?

Kruscher is livid as Wilson pulls the title away. A loud roar is heard over the speakers, and the crowd explodes with recognition.

SDS: It's Paul Grizzly!

DS: WHAT?!

SDS: Paul Grizzly! This is incredible! 

DS: I thought CPGW had him locked down!

SDS: Apparently not, and he's making a beeline for the ring. 

DS: Kruscher's exhausted! He can't fight a giant!

SDS: Bear Hug! Grizzly, with the Bear Hug, has put so many people away, and Kruscher is one more. He's out! Paul Grizzly is the first-ever World Dominion Champion!

Grizzly plants his foot on a fallen Kruscher, raises the belt and roars.

6 December 2030 - 2030/31 Draft Round 1

PSW Fight Pit End of January Special - Top of the Tag Team Mountain

The Wallaces enter the concourse, tired and sweaty, and triumphant in Oscar's case. The younger Wallace has the straps of his singlet down and his Tag Team title gleaming in the lights as it rests on his shoulder. The elder Wallace, Axel, is deep in thought with the title in his hand. Katrina Petrov approaches.

Petrov: Axel, Oscar, congratulations on your victory! Not only were you the first-ever Tag Team Champions, but you are also now the first-ever Two-time Tag Champs in our company's very short history. 

Axel (softens): Thank you, Katrina.

Oscar: Yeah, thanks.

Petrov: How are you both feeling right now?

Axel (looks at Oscar, then looks at his own belt): Circumstances aside... (puts the belt on his shoulder and finally smiles) It is good to be holding the gold again.

Oscar chuckles and nods in agreement.

Petrov: Let's talk about that. Hốn Loạn was basically on his own in that match; why do you think that was?

PSW Fight Pit End of January Special - Team Wallace vs Pandemonium (c) w/ Tình Nhân

David Bekker: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall! And it is for the Psycho Style Wrestling Tag Team Championships!

The crowd goes wild as a high-pitched guitar riff plays. 

Axel and Oscar stop at the embankment and cross their arms over their heads, creating an X-symbol while pointing their index fingers. 

David Bekker: Introducing the challengers, from Brigg, England, at a combined weight of 204 Kilos, Axel and Oscar, TEAM WALLACE!

They walk briskly down the embankment, delivering high fives and fist bumps to the seated fans as they step onto the field and march to the ring.

SDS: Two months ago, at Saturday Night Super Fight, our first-ever event, the veteran Axel Wallace and his younger brother, Oscar, survived a 16-person cage match to become the inaugural Tag Team Supreme! One month ago, at Ascension, they fell victim in short order to Hổn Loạn and Mộng Dữ, the sons of the demon Mulad, one half of the original Pandemonium and the Mother of Darkness, Tình Nhân, in a Ladder Match.

PSW Fight Pit End of January Special - Message Received

A rocking instrumental that wouldn't sound out of place on an AC/DC album plays over the speakers as Seth gets off the field, refusing medical assistance. Jeffrey Campbell is in the ring, mic in hand.

SDS: General Manager Jeffrey Campbell, here to make his address regarding the Thunderweight title match at the Valentine's Brawl.

DS (sarcastically): This should be good.

Campbell: G'day, Suva!

The crowd cheers.

DS: Cheap pop.

Campbell: Last week, the Fight Pit's number one contender for the Thunderweight Championship, Danys Vités, copped a bloody, ruthless, sick, sadistic, cowardly attack from He Who Wields Thunder, El Demonio de las Heladas.

PSW Fight Pit End of January Special - Kraken Khan vs Seth

SDS: It has been a rough night here in Suva.

DS: And it's about to get rougher.

A deep, apocalyptic theme is suddenly heard, overlaid with the sound of crashing waves and boos from the crowd. The massive Kraken Khan, heavily tatted with a crustacean mask, marches along the hardcourt toward the stadium, his long, braided beard swaying with each step

David Bekker: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. On the way to the ring, from Mumbai, Maharashtra, India, standing 206 centimetres and weighing in at 129 Kilos, Kraken Khan!

Khan stops at the edge of the embankment. His Persian Orange eyes bore holes in the people sitting on either side of him. He then stretches his arms out, cupping his long-nailed hands into the shape of crab claws as he roars at the sky above before bringing them down and descending into the field.

PSW Fight Pit End of January Special - The Sad Sacks

The cameraman catches Sara Blood Jr as she lumbers into the concourse, her shoulders slumped, her long black locks obscuring her face. Katrina Petrov approaches, mic in hand.

Petrov: Sara, tough loss out there, but there was a moment at the en-

Sara Jr (without even looking at her): I don'. Want. To talk. Right now.

PSW Fight Pit End of January Special - Sara Blood Jr vs Mudir

Sara Jr clutches her right shoulder, gritting her teeth in pain. Referee Damaso Gasco stands over her with his hands on his hips.

Gasco: What's the holdup? Did you dislocate it?

Sara Jr (shakes head): No... It just friggin hurts. 

Gasco (walking away): Then get up already! We haven't got all night.

As she rises to her feet, Mudir does stretches. Walking lunges followed by back twists. 

SDS: Look at this. Mudir isn't even taking this seriously.

DS: What are you talking about? Look at the form on those stretches.

SDS: I'm more focused on the smirk on his face.

PSW Fight Pit End of January Special - ¡Toro!

An electronic wolf howl plays from the speakers, followed by an energetic techno beat. 

David Bekker: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Sara Jr, tall and light-skinned with long black blue-streaked locks, wearing a black sleeveless, thigh-length romper with blue claw marks and a black bandana with blue paw marks, runs out of the concourse to the embankment and bounces on her feet.

David Bekker: Approaching the ring, from Staten Island, New York in the USA, standing 196 centimetres tall and weighing in at 96 kilos, SARA BLOOOOOOOOD JUNIOOORRR!!!

She looks around at the completely indifferent crowd, throwing up her MMA-style gloved fists to try and garner a reaction. Some people cheer, politely; others boo; most just kind of sit there. She lowers her arms, looking sad before slapping herself and running down the embankment.

SDS: The youngest daughter of Bredda G and Big Mama Moolah, also known as Mr and Mrs Williams, who run this company. You almost have to feel bad for her.

DS: No, I don't. 

PSW Fight Pit End of January Special - Pound of Flesh

SDS: We turn back now to Katrina Petrov, who is with the Honey Badger.

DS: Not that crazy cara.

SDS: Katrina, take us away.

Concourse

Petrov stands in front of a wall under the grandstand. The feral Afrikaner paces behind, breathing heavily and frothing at the mouth.

Petrov: Thanks, Darryl. Like you said, I'm with a very...

Badger growls.

Petrov (side-eyeing him): ... angry Honey Badger, who... requested this... interview time. Badger, could you tell us what's on your mind?

1.68-metre man stops and shoots his hand up at her face, making her flinch backwards. It's not a punch or an attempted strangulation. He's holding something, a tiny yellow ball, which he then shows to the camera. 

There's a number on it: 10.

Crowd: OOOOH...

SDS: Oh no...

DS: HAHAHAHA!!!

PSW Fight Pit End of January Special - At What Cost?

An O.R.D.R.L.I. captures a security guard approaching a large white tent in the stadium's hardcourt pavilion.

Guard (peeking through): Boss, we got him.

The guard steps back, and out walks General Manager Jeffry Campbell in a red dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up and his signature big white hat.

Campbell: Where is he?

The guard tilts his head and walks away. Campbell follows him to a set of stands, where Johnny Cyclone is seated, surrounded by guards, with Cyrus Reed standing over him.

Campbell (approaching): Cyclone! Johnny, mate, ya right?

Cyclone (clutching his ribs and gritting his teeth): I'll tell you the honest truth, sir... No.

Campbell: I meant in the bloody head! But I reckon the answer's the same, right? What the hell were ya thinkin'?!

PSW Fight Pit End of January Special - $100,000 Fight Purse Gauntlet Match

SDS: Ladies and gentlemen, we'll keep you updated on the Cyclone-Kruscher situation, but for now, here's David Bekker.

David Bekker: The following is the Fight Purse Gauntlet! In this match, the two wrestlers who drew numbers 1 and 2 will start. Every 30 seconds, a new combatant will enter. There are no disqualifications or countouts, but falls ONLY count inside the ring. The first wrestler to score a pinfall or submission will be declared the winner and will walk away with a $100,000 Bonus!

SDS: That is quite the challenge.

DS: Seriously, let me in on this!

SDS: Who are we starting off with?

A common rock theme plays as Raquel Santana marches onto the field. 

David Bekker: Introducing entrant number 1, from São Paulo, Brazil, standing 183 centimetres tall and 91 kilos, RRRRRRAQUEL SAAAAANTAAAANAAA! 

She wears a scowl under her long, black locks along with a black sports bra, wrist tape, boots and-

DS: Why's she wearing pants?! The trunks were just fine. They were perfect!

SDS: After what she suffered at the hands of "Diamond Jack" Ekwueme and Rami Arslan, I can understand.

DS: That's just victim-blaming!

PSW Fight Pit End of January Special - I Came In Like...

A cameraman follows Kruscher through the concourse below the stadium grandstand, past the railings, flat grey pillars, stairs and concessions.

Katrina Petrov: Krrruscher? Krrruscher!

The Moscow Machine halts outside a changing room door as the red-haired interviewer runs up to him. The

Petrov: After your dominant victory over Kala Kahuna, can we-

Kruscher: I krushed Kahuna.

Petrov: Yes, but can we get a word on-

Kruscher: Just like krushed Cyclone last week.

PSW Fight Pit End of January Special - Kruscher vs Kala Kahuna

An O.R.D.R.L.I. feed appears on the big screen, showing Kruscher in a black tank top and track pants dragging a carry-on, looking impassive. The time code of the video reads 18:43, an hour and 17 minutes before the show started.

Kruscher stops in his tracks and narrows his eyes as the not-quite-as-large frame of Kala Kahuna enters into view. The big Hawaiian sports an open button-up and shorts, with slippers on his feet and bandaged toes.

Kahuna (folds arms): Well, look who it is. Da Ruski.

Kruscher walks past him. 

Kahuna: Or maybe I should say rooster. Cos what you did to Cyclone last week? Dat was some chicken-shit.

Kruscher stops yet again, slowly lets go of the carry-on and turns around. Kahuna unfolds his arms as the Moscow Machine engulfs his personal space.

Kruscher: What I did last week was erase a nuisance. Do you want to be next?

Kahuna (looking up slightly): Jump when you ready, Ivan.

PSW Fight Pit End of January Special - Suvatime Rendering

- 31 January 2031

An open-air complex defined by the stark, cantilevered roof of its main grandstand and the open grassy slopes that frame the breezy seaside perimeter. Psycho Style Wrestling and Fight Pit imagery hangs everywhere.

Thousands of iTaukei, Indo-Fijians and tourists from around the world pack into the tiered plastic seats of the imposing, covered main stand and spill onto the lush, grassy embankments encircling the bold blue running track, rich green rugby pitch and, of course, the wrestling ring.

SDS: With the Valentine's Brawl in Dunedin, New Zealand two weeks from tomorrow, we are LIVE from Suva, Fiji! Welcome, everyone, to our special 31st of January edition of Psycho Style Wrestling's Friday Night Fight Pit. I'm "Striking" Darryl Stroligo, here with the Carnival King, Diogo Santos!

DS: It's goodbye, Janu-Worry and hello Feb-Hooray, Darryl! I am feeling so good right now!

SDS: It's nice to see those extra zeros, isn't it?

DS: Absolutely, got the alert this morning! But you know who else is gonna pay tonight? That palhaço, Vito Montani! 

PSW Accolades: Bloodbath Championship

You've heard the phrase, "Blood for the blood gods," but in our world, this is the blood god. And the one who holds Crimson is its anointed King or Queen. 

A match where this baby, the beating heart and stained soul of our company, is on the line is nothing short of absolute carnage. Competitors must be willing to destroy not just each other, but themselves and the very arena around them. They have no choice. Well, the challengers do... 

History

1. Roger Evans (29 December 2030) - 29 Days
2. Ethan Stewart (27 January 2031)

PSW Madhouse Episode 5 - Ethan Stewart vs Roger Evans (c) - Honiara Street Fight

Chief Steele and Evans step onto King George Street, where cars, most of which are junk, and cones encircle the designated fight area. There are cameramen and speakers in abundance, with many onlookers and passersby watching, while security keeps them back. Deputy Head Referee Georgia Holliday waves him over. She is wearing an earpiece.

Steele (turning away): Gud luck, son. Ye'll be needin' it, right enough.

Evans: Yeah... 

He slowly marches to the centre.

Stewart, who was sitting on the hood of a car, arms folded, hops down and approaches as well: Ye actually turned up.

Evans (smirks): Well, duh. Can't kick your ass for the 3rd time if I don't.

Stewart (quietly): ... Ah'm gonnie enjoy this.

Holliday (stands between them): Gentlemen, save it until the bell rings. (into earpiece) Briar, do the thing.

PSW Madhouse Episode 5 - The Last Mile

Chloe Davis and her cameraman intercept Roger Evans as he comes into the entrance tunnel.

Davis: Roger, are you absolutely sure you want to-

Evans: Not now, dudette. The Crimson King has got a date with old King George...

He steps out of the camera's view, only to come back.

Evans: The Sixth. (leaves)

PSW Madhouse Episode 5 - The Main Event Moron

A.B.: Guys, it has been a topsy-turvy night here in Honiara.

Shamoon: Yep, and it's about to get even better!

Dominga: Why?

Pop/Rap fusion song plays. The crowd reaction is mixed, but mostly positive.

A.B.: Oh no...

Dominga: YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING!

Shamoon (bopping to the beat): That's right! We're gonna close out the show with the Crimson Ki- OH MY GOODNESS!

Roger Evans limps out with the Bloodbath Champions. His open Hawaiian shirt exposes the bandages on his ribs. His brown fedora and glasses blend and act as the endpoints for the spectrum of colour that the plaster over his nose sits on.

A.B. (sighs): Roger Evans, the inaugural Bloodbath Champion, still sporting injuries from last week's brutal Hardcore Match with Luisa Festa, which saw the young champion hit a 450 Splash onto Festa.

Dominga: - and a chair!

A.B.: And a chair, through our announce table to retain his title. Just- Just look at him. 20 years old, this kid, and he can barely walk. Keep in mind, he's only been wrestling for 5 weeks. He had a year of training and 5 weeks of genuine, active competition, and this is the state of him. 

PSW Madhouse Episode 5 - The Next Chapter

A bombastic regal theme plays, and the Honiarans rise to their feet and scream. Ngozi walks briskly out onto the soccer field, clad in a pale blue tracksuit and her signature orange visor sunglasses with the Jewell's Championship around her waist and microphone in her hand.

A.B.: It's the Empress! Empress Ngozi in Honiara-

Dominga: Why are you acting like you didn't walk into the building with-

A.B.: GOD DAMNIT, ALVARÉZ, LET ME TALK ABOUT MY WIFE! THE BEARER OF THE JEWELL! THE GREATEST WRESTLER OF HER GENERATION! NO, THE GREATEST WRESTLER ALIVE! NGOZI - EMPRESS OF THE SQUARED CIRCLE! Okay, I'm done.

Shamoon: She's looking good for someone who swallowed vertigo-inducing venom last week, with respect.

A.B.: That's what good anti-venom gets you.

Ngozi smiles and gives the crowd a royal wave before climbing the steps, wiping her feet on the apron and entering the ring.

Ngozi: Honiara!

The crowd pops yet again.

Ngozi: ... Your Empress... has... arrived!

The ovation restarts.

PSW Madhouse Episode 5 - Couple Goals and a Couple o' Gals

An O.R.D.R.L.I. feed appears on the big screen. Elsa Filipsson is seated on a chair outside the Trainer's Room. She has her head in her hands and her skates on her lap.

Kalavina Leota (voice): Elsa?

Elsa raises her head as the Mother Head of Holds, clad in her Road Agent slacks, walks into view. 

Leota (hands on hips): What's going on? Where's Eeva?

Elsa looks down again and points at the door. 

Leota (looks at the door then down at Elsa): She contagious?

Elsa (looks up): What?

Leota (points at door): Da busted knee. Is it contagious?

PSW Madhouse Episode 5 - Twice the Pain

In the wake of the Track Queens' decimation, two tag team matches take place. Less dramatic and openly sadistic, per Nalah Shabani's edict, but no less physical from bell to bell.

PSW Madhouse Episode 5 - Contracted Demon

A.B.: If you're just joining us, Eeva Mustonen of the Track Queens is currently being attended to by Chief Medical Officer Dr Anya Sharma and her team. The damage done to her right knee... Guys, knee injuries in this business are not a joke. Careers can be finished just like that.

Shamoon: I just- I just can't believe the Jabbars would do that. Why?

Dominga: You really believed in them that much, huh?

Shamoon: I just thought they were better.

Dominga: With a change in attitude that severe, I'd say they're going to be.

Shamoon: You're sick.

A.B.: We turn, once again, to Chloe Davis, who is standing by with the General Manager of the Monday Night Madhouse, Nalah Shabani.

PSW Madhouse Episode 5 - JabbarTV vs Track Queens

Briar Lane: The following is a tag team match scheduled for ONE FALL!

The crowd pops as a bopping beat is heard. Two tiger outlines, one orange and one green, slide onto the big screen from either side and overlap each other. The JabbarTV logo appears on screen over a series of video clips showing the Jabbar twins performing crazy wrestling moves on each other in all manner of locations.

The brothers walk out with a phone and a camera each, recording the crowd and recording themselves recording the crowd. Chakir, in a red shirt and blue shorts, gloves and boots with a fringe undercut, holds the phone, talking to their subscribers. Chelem, in a blue shirt and red shorts, gloves and boots with his hair slicked back, holds the camera, taking in the Melanesian crowd.

Briar Lane: Introducing first! From Karachi, Sindh, Pakistan, at a combined weight of 381 pounds, Chakir and Chelem, JABBAAAAR TTTVVVVVVV!

A.B.: The brothers Jabbar, who have had a tumultuous time in the Madhouse.

Dominga: Tumultuous is putting it lightly, Alf. Since day one, all these two tontos have been doing is getting DESTROYED! Mostly physically, sometimes verbally, sometimes multiple times in one night! I love it, but you know what I would love even more? GETTING THESE STUPID INFLUENCERS OUT OF MY BEAUTIFUL PRO WRESTLING!

PSW Madhouse Episode 5 - Zadie Chen vs Svetlana Volkov

A chorus of chanting voices plays over the speakers. Chen walks out of the entranceway and onto the field to the rhythm of a drum and a loud pop from the Honiarans. 

Briar Lane: On the way to the ring, from Singapore, standing 5 feet 5 and weighing in at 130 pounds, ZADIIIEEEEE CHEEEEEENNN!

Shamoon: I really want to know what she and Athiambo talked about. 

A.B.: She said it politely, but it's none of our business. All that matters is that she's healthy.

Dominga: Not for long.

Chen sprints towards a trampoline near the ring, leaps onto it and is sent flipping over the top rope and into the ring, where she lands in superhero fashion. She quickly stands and bows to the fans before looking at the tunnel.

A heartbeat is heard. Slow at first, only to speed up at the sound of a distant wolf howl and faster still as growls follow, growing less and less distant. And then comes the guitar riff, fast-paced and intense, drums beating in resemblance to heavy feet hitting the floor in escape and lighter, more numerous paws giving chase.

The camera films the empty entranceway as Volkov slowly rises into view, snarling at it, her half-shaved mohawk, face-paint and black eyes giving her the visage of a warrior of the post-apocalypse.

Briar Lane: And from Tobolsk, Tyumen Oblast, Russia, standing 5 feet 9 and weighing in at 200 pounds, the Siberian Beast, SVETLANAAA VOOOOLKOOOVVV!!!

Volkov marches across the field toward the ring.

Shamoon: That is one scary human being.

PSW Madhouse Episode 5 - Justification

The big screen shows a cameraman's feed.

A.B.: And there's Zadie Chen on her way to the ring for some one-on-one action.

Dominga: She's looking healthy for a kidnapping victim.

Chen walks with purpose through the hall, slipping on her red and purple gloves and adjusting her floral domino mask. Chloe Davis comes running behind her.

Davis: Zadie? Zadie, wait up!

PSW Madhouse Episode 5 - Contributions

A cameraman's feed captures Athiambo's entry into the stadium's dark halls and the interception by the purple-haired interviewer Chloe Davis.

Davis: Athiambo, a moment of your time, please? 

Athiambo stops and looks right through the smaller woman, who gulps.

Davis: Uh... w-we just saw you abandon Firyali to be viciously beaten by the Madness-

Athiambo: Who?

Davis: F-Firyali, your scheduled opponent for tonight who was just-

Athiambo: Who?

Some people in the crowd laugh nervously.

Davis (frowns): ... I'm sorry, are you doing a... bit... b-because of the whole... owl thing?

Athiambo turns her body, and Davis flinches, shielding her face with one arm while the other continues to hold the microphone.

Athiambo (leans in): Who is Firyali?

PSW Madhouse Episode 5 - Firyali vs Athiambo

A Taarab track plays over the speakers. The Albino Angel, in her red crop-top jacket and sunglasses of the same shade, and her golden tights with black diamond patterns, comes out onto the pitch and poses, looking up with her hand, wrapped in black wrist tape, pointing at the sky. She slowly brings it down, pointing at the ring and standing with a side profile while smirking.

Briar Lane: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL! On the way to the ring, from Dar es Salaam, Tanzania, standing 5 feet 8 and weighing in at 155 pounds, FIIIIIIIIIYALLLIIIIII!!!!

Firyali struts toward the ring, swinging her shoulders and taking wide steps.

Dominga: Look at this idiota.

Shamoon: I mean, she's confident.

Dominga: She looks ridiculous! Tonye Carrera's a legend, but why are half of his students such goofballs?

Firyali climbs on the apron and looks out at the Honiaran faithful. She walks to the corner and hops onto it, pointing at the sky once more before descending.

PSW Madhouse Episode 5 - Say Hello To The Solomons

- 27 January 2031

A stadium sits along the coastal highway, an open-air complex of vibrant blue, yellow, and green steel. It is framed by towering white light masts and sweeping roofs shaped like traditional ocean-going canoes. PSW and Madhouse iconography is draped over every ledge. 

Inside, ten thousand mostly Malenesian spectators fill two long, brightly coloured Grandstands facing across a sky-blue eight-lane running track that wraps around a lush green football pitch at the centre of which sits the wrestling ring.

A.B.: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Psycho Style Wrestling's Monday Night Madhouse! I'm Alf Balducci; the livewire, Dominga Alvarez, to my right; the ever-analytical Aazif Shamoon to my left. With just 20 days to go until the Valentine's Brawl in Dunedin, New Zealand, we are coming to you LIVE from the capital city of the Solomon Islands, Honiara!

Dominga: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Shamoon: Great to be here; I just wish it wasn't so hot.

Dominga: Aren't you Saudi Arabian? Heat should be in your blood.

Shamoon: I'm Canadian. My blood likes to snow, not sand.

Dominga: Ugh...

Shamoon: What do you mean by "Ugh"?

Psycho Extras - Movie Magic

In the heart of Sambuca City, in the Vodka region of the Volmun Isles, Paul Grizzly, the Holder of Dominion, steps out of Constantine Medical, still holding the phone. Except... this is not Constantine Medical, nor is he in Sambuca City. It is the neighbouring Sambuca Town, and the building he just stepped out of is an incomplete model of the real thing. 

PSW Fight Pit Episode 4 - Contingency

An O.R.D.R.L.I. feed appears on the two big screens, showing Vito Montani, Jeffrey Campbell and Palesa Jeyi. The former is pacing.

Campbell: Vito, calm down, mate. 

Montani (grabs Campbell's shirt): CALM DOWN?!

Campbell: Grizzly's not a bloody idiot; he's just chancing his arm. He's bluffing!

Cyrus Reed returns to gorilla with a phone in hand. Grizzly lets go of Campbell and snatches it. 

Montani (dialling and putting the phone on speaker): Tony! Tony, I need ya to get Cody and his mom-

Grizzly (voice): Tony can't come to the phone right now.

PSW Fight Pit Episode 4 - Cornered

David Bekker: Ladies and gentlemen, representing the Streetwise Krew, please welcome... VITO MOOOONTANIII!!!

The Newark native, shirtless and shredded, strolls down the ramp.

SDS: What's that in his hands?

DS: Hopefully, a written apology, a letter of resignation AND a statement of guilt.

Montani enters the ring and gestures for Bekker to hand over his microphone. The announcer obeys and scrambles out of the ring as quickly as his pudgy form allows.

Montani: MANILA! 

The crowd pops and the name drop.

Montani: How ya doin'? 

PSW Fight Pit Episode 4 - Cop

The Wallace's theme continues blasting through the speaker as they step through the curtain into gorilla. They are greeted by the loud, one-man applause of the General Manager, Jeffery Campbell. A PA shows up with water bottles and towels.

Campbell (holds up hands): Gents... thank you! From the bloody bottom of me heart, thanks a heap! After all the flamin' crap I've put up with tonight, it was a ripper to have some good, clean WRESTLIN'!

Axel (wiping his face): Well, about as clean as you could get with the witch lady and her golems around.

PSW Fight Pit Episode 4 - The Battalion Bros vs Team Wallace

SDS: From Tecton to Tag Teams, here's David Bekker!

David Bekker: The following is a No. 1 contender's Tag Team Match, and it is scheduled for one fall! The winner of the match will challenge for the titles in next week's End of January Special!

The crowd pops.

Pyro shoots up from the stage, screeching loudly before falling back down and exploding, followed by a grungy rock track playing. Two men draped in camo walk out. A well-built Caucasian with a bandana and a ginger beard, and a shorter, leaner, brown-skinned luchador with a camo mask and blonde mohawk.

They walk down together, slapping hands with fans on either side.

David Bekker: Introducing first, at a combined weight of 196 kilos, Major Mallory, El Soldado, the Battalion Bros!

DS: This is ridiculous, Darryl! These two fools got beat by Tom and Dick on episode 1! Why do they get a title shot?

SDS: Well, as it turns out, this was meant to be a Triple Threat Tag Team Match. However, Tom, Dick & Harry got destroyed when they went looking for a fight with the Madness on Monday, so they were taken out.

DS: That's not fair!

SDS: Maybe they should have gotten their priorities straight. Besides, Mallory and Soldado got the bounce-back win last week against the Wild Thornes. They've earned this opportunity.

PSW Fight Pit Episode 4 - Seth and Kraken Khan vs Dennis Zázrak (c)

SDS: Ladies and gentlemen, if you're just joining us, Johnny Cyclone was just viciously attacked in the parking bay by Kruscher, who powerslammed Cyclone through the sunroof of a parked car.

DS: It was sick!

SDS: Cyclone has been loaded into an ambulance and taken to a local hospital. We are currently awaiting an update on his condition.

DS: Hopefully some sense was knocked into him.

SDS: I'm about to knock some into you.

David Bekker: The following contest is a Handicap Match scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Psycho Style Wrestling Tectonic Championship!

The crowd pops.

DS: I forgot about this paródia grotesca!

PSW Fight Pit Episode 4 - Crash Course

The cameraman follows Katrina Petrov into the arena's parking bay. There she finds the towering form of Johnny Cyclone, clad in his aqua-green singlet, pacing with his white-gloved hands on his hips, seemingly talking to the air.

Petrov: Johnny...? Do you perhaps have a moment?

The young African-American looks up at the ceiling, "One second, Lord," and turns to the interviewer.

Cyclone: How's it going, Katrina?

PSW Fight Pit Episode 4 - The Honey Badger vs Kala Kahuna II

A virtuosic guitar accompanied by heavy rock riffs plays to a pop. The two big screens show a honey badger going about its day: burrowing, climbing, looking cute, biting the balls of lions. The man himself briskly walks out, looking small and rabid.

David Bekker: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! On the way to the ring, from Hoedspruit, Limpopo, South Africa, standing 168 centimetres and weighing in at 104 kilos, THEEEEEEE HONEY BADGEERRRRRR!

SDS: The last time we saw this man, he was sent flying like a boomerang by the World Dominion Champion, Paul Grizzly.

DS: Yeah, after he got pinned by Kahuna in the tag team match and then went crazy, squeezing his balls.

SDS: "Went" crazy?

DS: ... I see your point.

PSW Fight Pit Episode 4 - Mudir vs Mystery Opponent

A modern remix of Cello Suite No.1 in G major, BWV 1007 by Johann Sebastian Bach is heard on the speakers. The crowd is utterly confused as the Yemeni man walks out in his boxing-style robe, no glasses or book to be found in his hands. Only a microphone. 

DS: Here he comes. The Plan himself!

SDS: I am not calling him that. 

Mudir: Good evening, Manila!

The crowd pops.

PSW Fight Pit Episode 4 - Male-Dominated Spaces

Another O.R.D.R.L.I. feed begins to load on the two big screens. Before the video even starts, sounds are heard. The sounds of screams and grunts, of fists and feet.

SDS: Now, what's happening?

DS (listening and frowning): Wait, doesn't that sound like-?

And then the feed appears. The crowd screams in shock.

SDS: Its- It's Raquel Santana! 

DS: What?

SDS: Raquel Santana is assaulting Kevin Kambole!

PSW Fight Pit Episode 4 - Rami Arslan vs Raquel Santana

An intense, echoing snare drum roll, followed by a dark, tribal-sounding beat, is heard throughout the arena.

SDS: Here comes something of a grudge match in its own right.

DS: Huh?

SDS: Don't you remember?

Out walks a lean Lebanese man with a buzz cut, trimmed beard and black trunks with foot wraps instead of boots.

David Bekker: The following contest is a No Holds Barred match-up scheduled for one fall! Introducing first from Beirut, Lebanon, standing 180 centimetres and weighing in at 100 Kilos, RAMI AAARSLAAAN!!

DS: Remind me again, why we're having a No-Holds Barred match. Who did this guy piss off?

SDS: You seriously don't recall what happened during the Triple Threat Thunderweight Match last week?

DS: Cara, put on a replay! "You seriously don't recall-" There were like 50 matches last week!

SDS: Sorry, I guess asking a commentator to remember matches was too big of a task. Alright then, let's have a look.

PSW Fight Pit Episode 4 - Booking Ain't Easy

SDS: While the search for He Who Wields Thunder continues and we await an update on the Danys Vités' condition, we're going to give you all a rundown of some of the exciting match-ups you can expect.

DS: Beleza!

PSW Fight Pit Episode 4 - O For Two

An O.R.D.R.L.I feed captures the gorilla position following Heladas' attack and escape.

GM Jeffrey Campbell: He disappeared?!

Producer Palesa Jeyi: They've got flashlights and cameras under the ring. Take a look; he's gone.

Campbell (leaning over her shoulder): Bloody, black magic bastard. I swear on me life, Shabani's gonna-

His phone rings. He pulls it out and laughs.

Campbell: Speak of the Devil, eh? (*beep*)

PSW Fight Pit Episode 4 - Marcelo Sousa vs Danys Vités

A drone camera flies in around the cavernous bowl, above the 5-tier grandstand filled with blue seats and 15,000 screaming fans. At the centre of all this is a ring. A Fight Pit ring. 

SDS: We are LIVE from the Mall in Manila! 

The feed switches to a cameraman standing in front of the commentary desk.

SDS: Welcome, everyone, to the Psycho Style Wrestling Friday Night Fight Pit. I'm "Striking" Darryl Stroligo, here with the Carnival King, Diogo Santos!

DS: I love this place, Darryl! The minas they got are second only to what we got in Brazil.

SDS: You're going to have to take off that helmet at some point, and I will be ready.

Santos gulps and grips the helmet as Stroligo stares him down.

SDS (looks into the camera): The Valentine's Brawl in Dunedin, New Zealand is set for 3 weeks from tomorrow, and PSW's Pacific Island tour continues. Next week, we're sailing to Suva, Fiji. But enough about the future, we hav to talk about the immediate past, don't we?

DS: Yeah, last week, Paul Grizzly, the champ, the man, putting the whole roster on notice, destroying EVERYBODY in sight.

SDS: It was utter carnage. Johnny Cyclone, Kruscher, the Honey Badger, Kala Kahuna, even GM Jeffery Campbell, all casualties of the Holder of Dominion's rampage. 

DS: IT WAS ALL MONTANI'S FAULT! And Campbell's too. What the hell is he thinking, keeping him as the No. 1 contender and bringing him here?

SDS: Don't forget, Montani's tag team partner, Cody K. Olwagen, was hospitalised by Grizzly at Ascension. That's the entire reason for this. Grizzly started this war.

DS: Yeah, well, he's going to end it! I have it on good authority that he's here tonight.

SDS: Ah, so he's not here.

DS: I just told you a reliable source told me he's definitely here.

SDS: But you're full of it, so I know he's not in the building and won't be at all..

DS: Whatever, we'll see.

SDS: That we will. Now, let's move away from the heavyweights and make way for some THUNDERWEIGHTS!

PSW Fight Pit Episode 4 - A Killa In Manila

- 24 January 2031

A black SUV pulls up outside a striking, eye-shaped glass facade and a massive exterior LED screen that lights up a waterfront. This SUV is followed by 3 MPD cruisers. Several PSW security guards, led by the new gargantuan Deputy-Security Chief Cyrus Reed, march outside to meet him. 

SDS: What's this about?

DS: It must be Miss Manila. I hear she's smoking! Hope she joins us...

SDS (tries to smack him, only to hit something hard): OW! What?

DS (Pulls off hat and wig to reveal a helmet): HA! I was ready for you!

One of the back doors of the pops opens and out walks the tall, tanned and shredded gangster known as...

SDS: It's Vito Montani!

DS: Aarrrrgghh!! 

Psycho Extras - Moonlight Drive With You

Apia, Samoa, is generally very quiet and relaxed after dark, with minimal vehicle congestion. It helps when you leave before everyone else, and no one follows you, leaving you alone with your thoughts... and your hostage.

Zadie Chen finally snaps awake, gasping for air and grabbing her forehead, bruised and bumpy from Jessie Moore's loaded glove. It is by feeling her face that she realises her domino mask is missing, and, subsequently, that she is inside a moving vehicle.

Athiambo: Too long.

Chen's eyes snap to the front seat. She is greeted in the rear view mirror by the eyes of the Dark Talon. 

Athiambo: The old you would have been up before the engine warmed.

PSW Madhouse Episode 4 - Laying Down The Law

The fourth episode of the Madhouse is over. The ring is being dismantled. The crowd is being sent home. Some of the wrestlers are signing autographs outside or leaving for the hotel with security escorts led by Chief Brendan Steele. But now, we must look inward, as inside the football complex, specifically in the trainer's room.

Queen Cobra (flailing about on a stretcher): GET IT OUT! GET IT OOUUUUT! 

Dr Anya Sharma: We can try if you just-

Cobra: THAT WITCH! I'LL GET HER FOR THISSS!! I'LL MAKE HER PAY! I'LL MAKE HER-

Sharma grabs Cobra's arm and jabs a needle into it. Cobra goes limp. 

Dr Shama (throwing her thumb over her shoulder at a bed): Set her down over there. I'll deal with her shortly.

The medics obey, carrying her over to bed in the same cluster as Tom, Dick & Harry, who are taped up, plastered and braced.

Ngozi: Thank you, Doctor.

PSW Madhouse Episode 4 - Queen Cobra vs Empress Ngozi (c)

A.B. (gripping his headset): Hello? Is anyone listening back there? Miller? I need to know what Queen Cobra was talking to the GM about. 

Briar Lane: The following contest is a submission match, and it is for the Psycho Style Wrestling Jewells Championship!

The lights dim and sombre violin music is heard as Queen Cobra crawls out onto the grass.

Dominga: Alf, main event. Get a grip.

A.B.: Dammit. (composes himself) Three weeks ago, at Ascension, Queen Cobra, the inaugural Jewell's Champion, was defeated in a submission match for that very title, and she has been relentless in her pursuit to get it back.

PSW Madhouse Episode 4 - Final Confirmations

An O.R.D.R.L.I. feed shows Kalavina Leota somewhere in the football complex, standing in front of a TV monitor watching the Madness's destruction of Tom, Dick & Harry. The crowd pops yet again at the hometown heroine. 

Sarah Esposito: WHAT THE HELL IS EVERYBODY DOING?!

Empress Ngozi: Calm down, Esposito!

Esposito: Calm down, my ass! Zadie got kidnapped. 

Ngozi: We don't know that. 

Esposito: Sure as hell looked like it! If no one's going to do anything, I'm-

Ngozi: Just hang on a moment. Just wait!

Esposito: Wait for WHAT?!

Ngozi: JUST WAIT!

The Empress comes into view, Jewell's title around her waist, to another pop. Esposito flanks her, fists clenched.

Ngozi: Leota.

PSW Madhouse Episode 4 - Chaos

The crowd watches with bated breath as the Outlaw and the Owl continue to size each other up.

Shamoon: Somebody do something!

Eventually, Athiambo breaks eye contact to look down at Chen, who is just now beginning to stir. She then grabs both Chen's hands and starts pulling her to the edge of the ring.

Dominga: What is she doing?

Athiambo shoots Moore one last glare before climbing out of the ring to drag Chen out and onto her shoulders.

A.B.: Athiambo... Athiambo is leaving- she's leaving with Chen!

Shamoon: HEY!

A.B.: Athiambo is leaving with Zadie Chen on her shoulders!

Shamoon: She's kidnapping her!

Dominga: Hey, can we get some security out here!

Athiambo carries Chen to the edge of the field where a car is parked. She opens the back door and throws Chen in. Moore watches with a raised eyebrow.

Atoye Bonds (waving at the tunnel): SECURITY! WE NEED HELP!

Shamoon: Seriously, someone get out here!

A growling female voice yells “Faavalevale!” and the crowd comes completely unglued. 

A.B.: Oh no! NO!

PSW Madhouse Episode 4 - Zadie Chen vs Jessie Moore

The pieces of the table that Roger Evans destroyed are being wheeled out, while a new one is quickly being set up in front of the commentators.

A.B.: You two can hear me?

Dominga: Yep.

Shamoon: All good.

A.B.: Excellent. Just in time for our next match!

A chorus of chanting voices plays over the speakers. Chen walks out of the tunnel to the rhythm of a drum and a loud pop. 

Briar Lane: On the way to the ring, from Singapore, standing 5 feet 5 and weighing in at 130 pounds, Zadie Chen!

A.B.: The former Blind Archer on her way to getting some payback. This is the second match in Ngozi's gauntlet.

Shamoon:  Earlier, Sarah Esposito beat the brakes off Shay Maharaj. I'm not so sure this one will go the same way.

Dominga: Of course, it is! Moore is going to swat this punk!

Shamoon: Did you just call a woman a punk? 

Dominga: It's a gender-neutral term.

Shamoon: It's weird. 

PSW Madhouse Episode 4 - Cold, Cold Heart

Roger Evans is being helped to the tunnel, while Luisa Festa is carried out on a stretcher, still showered with applause and praise from the Apians.

A.B.: I expected to call some wars tonight, but not like this. Truly hats off to both combatants.

Shamoon: I still don't get why he did that. He could have won that any number of ways.

Dominga: He kicked a chair in her face, and she kicked out. They're both crazy and stupid, but... they belong here. 

A.B.: That they do. Now-

The floodlights in the stadium go.

Shamoon: The heck is this?

Dominga: Damn Samoan power outages. Doesn't this place have generators?

The Jumbotron shows the dark, frost-covered room. He Who Wields Thunder, El Demonio de la Heladas, is standing, the Thunderweight Championship on his shoulder. A monitor next to him is playing a clip from last week's Fight Pit, Danys Vités' heartfelt promo.

PSW Madhouse Episode 4 - Luisa Festa vs Roger Evans (c)

Briar Lane: The following is a Hardcore Match scheduled for ONE FALL, and it is for the Psycho Style Wrestling Bloodbath Championship!

The crowd cheers. Evans stands in one corner, no longer wearing his hat or his shirt, cracking his taped-up knuckles with the title on his shoulder. Festa does her tubeman dance in the opposite corner.

Briar Lane: Introducing first, the challenger, from Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, standing 5 feet 6 and weighing in at 129 pounds, LUISA FESTA!

The crowd cheers again as the camera focuses on Festa, who continues her tubeman dance without a care in the world.

Dominga: There's still time for the test.

Shamoon: Drop it already.

Dominga: Never!

Briar Lane: Next, the champion, from Long Beach, California in the USA, standing 6 feet 2 and weighing in at 206 pounds, he is the Crimson King, ROGER EVANS!

Evans sticks out his middle and index fingers, as well as his thumbs on both hands and then crosses his forearms. The crowd boos.

A.B.: Roger Evans, the reigning Bloodbath Champion, about to face potentially his toughest test yet.

PSW Madhouse Episode 4 - Keep It Hardcore

Shamoon: That was a little hard to watch. Really thought the Jabbars were better than that.

Dominga: Ha! Based on what?

Shamoon: I don't know. I just always thought they were cool.

Dominga: First red flag.

Pop/Rap fusion song plays, and out walks Roger Evans, clad as always in his Hawaiian shirt, fedora, Whiteout sunglasses and of course, the Bloodbath Championship over his shoulder. The crowd reaction is mixed.

A.B.: And here comes Crimson Flag, sorry, I meant King.

Dominga: Ugh, just when I thought the night was about to get better. 

PSW Madhouse Episode 4 - Snapping The Olive Branch

We cut to a dedicated interview area within the football complex. 

Chloe Davis: An incredible comeback victory from the Madhouse's No. 1 draft pick, the Rose of Ferocity, Sarah Esposito, who is still trying to find her place in the pecking order. And while we're on that topic, I'm here with 4 people who have been consistently fighting to climb the tag team pecking order. Please welcome Chakir and Chelem Jabbar, JabbarTV and Elsa Filipsson, Eeva Mustonen, the Track Queens!

The camera pans out to show the aforementioned persons of entrance who get loud pops from the crowd. The Queens stand on Davis' left, both wearing their helmets. Elsa has her hands on her hips, looking down at the floor with a frown and tapping her wheeled feet. Eeva has her arms folded, looking away. The Jabbars stand on Davis' right, wearing streetwear. Chelem has his hands behind his head, while Chakir looks off at something while rubbing his hands together.

Davis: Now, gentlemen, it's my understanding that you asked for this interview time to clear the air with the Queens.

PSW Madhouse Episode 4 - Sarah Esposito vs Shay Maharaj

A loud siren is heard, followed by an aggressive rock track. The titantron goes black, with a strange red and blue aura. A bright red rose fades into view. Sarah Esposito marches out, her eyes burning with a cold, focused fury.

A.B.: Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen, to the Madhouse. Earlier tonight, we saw the reigning Jewell's Champion Empress Ngozi lay down the law, which led to this match being made. Sarah Esposito is looking for payback.

Shamoon: Payback for being outsmarted and overwhelmed by the numbers game last week, which resulted in a loss that should NOT be on her record.

Briar Lane: On the way to the ring, from Nueva Italia de Ruiz, Michoacán, Mexico, standing 6 feet 1 and weighing 230 pounds, "The Rose of Ferocity", Sarah Esposito!

Shamoon: If I ever find myself on this woman’s bad side, just shoot me. It’ll probably be quicker and less painful.

Alvarez: I don’t know. Maybe Maharaj had a point last week. Maybe Esposito just isn’t as advertised.

PSW Madhouse Episode 4 - The Angel & the Owl

The Albino Angel in her red crop-top jacket and sunglasses of the same shade poses with the microphone held above her head and her hand pointing at the sky. She brings that pointed finger down, directing it at the Dark Talon, who just stares. Firyali then walks sideways while still pointing. The crowd watches in silence, partly confused, partly curious.

Dominga: What is she doing? Seriously, who is this clown?

A.B.: I really don't know.

Athiambo's eyes narrow as Firyali gets closer and closer.

Firyali (stops and puts some bass in her voice): Habari, dada.

Shamoon: What'd she say?

Dominga: Did she just call her Dadda? What are we watching?

Firyali: Now, Firyali has been watching you. She watched you back in November at the Saturday Night Super Fight, that 5-Woman Scramble to crown the first Jewell's Champion. You didn't win, but you never ate a pin. 

Shamoon: Hey, that rhymes!

Firyali: Not one time. Then I saw you catch Lei D lacking. I saw you try to murder Maya Lethbridge. I saw you almost kill Kalavina. And just now, I saw you chop down and drill down Chica Dorada.

Dominga: Does she think she's cool with all these alliterations?

Firyali: And Firyali's here to tell you that I like what I see.

Crowd: Booooo!

A.B.: What?

Firyali: And I want... you!

Shamoon: Huh?

Crowd: Huh?!

Dominga: I don't think this is that kind of "wrestling" show.

Athiambo's narrowed eyes slowly open back up, and then she does something surprising. She leans back, just a little.

Firyali (quickly takes off sunglasses, frantically looking in every direction): No, not like that! (Looks at Athiambo) In a match. I want to face you in a wrestling match.

A.B., Dominga & Shamoon: Oh...

Crowd: Oh...

Firyali (clicks her tongue): Kwa umakini! (puts glasses back on) So, what do you say, dada mkubwa? 

Shamoon: There's that word again.

Firyali: Let's tear. Down. This. House!... Madhouse.

Firyali then holds the microphone to Athiambo's face.

Dominga: She's out of her mind. Who the hell does she think she is?

Athiambo looks down at the 3-inch-shorter woman and raises her hand as if to reach for the mic. Then she shoves Firyali aside and continues on her way. Firyali is left stunned.

Crowd: Oh!

Dominga: Haha!

A.B.: That's as loud and clear a statement as I've ever heard.

Shamoon: It's probably for the best. She's not ready for-

Firyali: HEY! (quickly runs to block the Dark Talon's path) What the heck?! I just challenged you to a match, and you just shoved me aside. Not cool!

Athiambo looks down at her again, then takes a step, then turns and walks a perfect semi-circle around the Tanzanian.

Dominga: HAHAHAHAHA!!!

Athiambo is about to enter the tunnel when Firyali blocks her again.

Firyali (voice crack): STOP THAT! You know you could have just said no. Actually, you can't, because I already asked Shabani before I came out here, so you don't have a choice!

Dominga: Wow. Could she get any more lame?

Firyali: Next week, Honiara in the Solomon Islands, you and me, one-on-one. Be there...

Dominga: No. Please, no.

Firyali: Or be square! 

A.B.: Ugh.

She raises the microphone and drops it before flicking her jacket and backing up into the tunnel. Athiambo watches her leave with dropped eyelids before entering the tunnel herself.

Shamoon: I mean, at least she's trying.

A.B.: Her promo skills definitely need work, but as we saw last week, she can go in that ring. 

Shamoon: Yeah, but Athiambo? In her second match? I'm not looking forward to that.

Dominga: I am.

PSW Madhouse Episode 4 - Athiambo vs Chica Dorada

A series of numbers flashes on the titantron. 4. 13. 23. 30. 4. 13. 23. 30. 4. 13. 23. 30. Over and over this sequence repeats as a big, black owl creature flies closer and closer, reaching out with its talons and SCREECHING. 

Fireworks explode-

Shamoon: AAAAHHH!!!!

- and an intense guitar solo plays, equal parts fast tempo, night-riding and haunting. Athiambo, clad in all black but without her feathered coat and sunglasses, makes her way down to the ring, her uncannily owl-like face and large eyes visible for all to see.

Briar Lane: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a 10-minute time limit. Introducing first, from Mombasa Island off the coast of Kenya, standing 5 feet 10 and weighing in at 165 pounds, The Dark Talon, ATHIAMBO!

A.B.: In the past 3 weeks, this woman, Athiambo, has been quietly proving to be one of the most dangerous inmates in the Madhouse.

PSW Madhouse Episode 4 - Courtesy Curtain Call

An O.R.D.R.L.I. camera captures a heated conversation in the gorilla position, which is literally a side entrance of the football complex with dark curtains and dimmed lights. The participants are the General Manager, Nalah Shabani, and the Mother Hen of Holds, and Road Agent/Apia native, Kalavina Leota, sporting a neck brace from her match with Athiambo last week and getting very loud "LEOTA!" chants from the crowd. Producer Mike Miller is also present. 

Shabani (taking off her glasses and pinching her nose): ...f all the reckless, egotistical-

Miller: She just threw our whole show outta whack.

Leota: It had to be done.

Shabani: No, it didn't.

Leota: Cobra's crew were out of control.

Miller: We had a plan for that. 

Leota: Then ya shoulda been fasta. Now we adapt.

Sarah Esposito briskly walks through the curtain. 

Leota (stands in front of her, looking up despite her brace): You goin' on next. Get changed and give her hell.

Esposito nods and keeps walking.

Leota: See? Just like that.