2018.11.30: PWN - LONE - LONE 17

Intro

The iPPV feed kicks in, with Kevin North and DIC on commentary. Before they can get started, however, the stage area has a few cylinders of pyro lined up. They start to burst into the pink/purple colors of LONE.

Brrrrat! Baratattatttaaa tatatat!... BOOM!

After the display of pyro, the titantron above the stage area comes to life. Over the PA the theme of LONE, Rage Against the Machine's Testify, www.youtube.com/watch?v=j_zyb-XXWz0 starts to play as a video reel starts.

"They're always good shows" Demi smiles happily, rugged up in a lot of layers against the cold. Sure, she could do a spell to change that, but that would be naughty. "Who are we going for?"

The graphic for ThanksBEATING II flies across the screen along with the Supremacy and LONE logos. Footage from various matches kicks in, with shots of Hannah Kix hitting her "Eat Your Kix" trademark move.

She is then posing, with the background a solid purplish pink behind her. The hood of her boxing robe pulled over her head and she throws fast punches towards the camera while her nameplate appears under her.

Then there's more match footage, but of Marie Porter hitting The Marie Experience (TME) I and II, and then Marie in front of the same solid background. She poses with her hands on her hips, tilting her head to her left and smiling big while her nameplate appears under her.

Then a match card screen, with the footage of the poses we've just seen, and a giant VS between them.

More match footage now, of the current LONE Tag Team Champions, "Fly" Felicia Hawkins & Kayoko "Yo-Yo" Ichikawa, No Fly Zone, working well as a tag team and then hitting their aided wheelbarrow legdrop, the NFZ, to win the Tag Team Titles.

Felicia and Kayoko pose now, with Felicia adjusting the bill of her fitted hat to face backwards while Kayoko holds up a fist in a threatening manner. NO FLY ZONE

It's the Gucci Gals' time to shine next, and shine they do with match footage of their tag team maneuvers and some of their dastardly tricks.

Ms. Gucci flaunts her 4 finger ring that reads GUCCI while Prada Paula flicks her hair over her shoulder and scoffs with an annoyed look on her face. THE GUCCI GALS

Last, and certainly not least, the spicy and sexy redheaded Cinnamon, and her ice cold and violent tag team partner Violent Violet are featured. Spice & Ice. Match footage from their chaotic brawl with the Gucci Gals is shown, like Violent Violet hitting a double clothesline on The Gucci Gals, and then dropping to her knees to punch both. Then it shows her running across a ladder set up as a bridge between the apron and guardrail, doing a senton that did not go her way as Prada Paula moved and Violet went crashing into the row of chairs and concrete. Cinnamon is shown taking Gucci down to the mat and slamming her head into it repeatedly before cutting to the both hitting their aided wheelbarrow facebuster, Sex & Violence on Ms. Gucci in the Tag Team Classic.

Cinnamon poses by running her hands down her shapely hips before giving the camera a smug smirk while Violent Violet pops her knuckles behind Cinnamon and stares at the camera coldly.

The six women are now seen with their poses replaying while their names come onto the screen. NO FLY ZONE VS THE GUCCI GALS VS SPICE & ICE TRIPLE THREAT TAG FOR THE LONE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS

And now the video reel shows footage for the superstars that are going to compete in our main event.

Terri Thompson is shown winning the LONE Championship off Ms. Gucci for the very first time with that amazing Shooting Star Press off the top of a steel cage, and then hitting her bulldog, the Mind in the Gutter on The Glorious One to win it for a second time.

Terri poses now, wearing her vest and her brand new merch tee that has the Surgeon General's warning on it. She raises the LONE championship up with her right hand and mouths 'OOOH YEEEAH! WOOOO!' GUTTER TRASH TERRI THOMPSON

Alison Crowne is shown now, making Prada Paula tap in record timing, and then the disturbing act of her betraying her best friend and tag partner in Terri Thompson by clotheslining her and Terri staring up at her in pure shock. Alison then hits the Crowning Moment on Terri.

Alison poses in her ring gear; her black fingerless MMA styled gloves, elbow pads, her top, trunks with CROWNE in big letters across the front the W bigger than the rest ( pbs.twimg.com/media/DtLhdPXUUAE56K7.png ), kneepads and boots, all black minus the logo on her trunks an the crowns on her pads which were gold. This had to have been recently filmed as she appeared to be a little more toned than usual; indicating that she was in even better shape than she was previously, something her ring gear had no problem revealing. Her left hand gripped her right wrist as she held it up towards the camera, fingers outstretched and curving, almost forming a crown. Then her fist rapidly closed after staying open for several seconds as she flashed a cocky smirk. THE HIGHLIGHT OF THE NIGHT ALISON CROWNE.

Their matchup screen is shown, with the two posing and VS in between them. GUTTER TRASH TERRI THOMPSON VS ALISON CROWNE FOR THE LONE CHAMPIONSHIP

ALL THIS AND MUCH MORE!

The graphics fly across the screen now and end with the flyer of the show before the music ends and video fades to black.

North: Hello everyone and WELCOME to Supremacy: LONE 17 ThanksBEATING 2... Ungrateful! I'm Kevin North alongside my colleague DIC! We hope you had a wonderful thanksgiving and thank you for joining us tonight for a night that is sure to be explosive!

DIC: Yes yes, tonight will be unforgetable because my queens the Gucci Gals are going to take the tag team championships. No wait, there's also Spice and Ice. Oh man. They're going to take it. No wait. Either way, those wannabees in No Fly Zone are going home empty handed tonight. And just when you think you've had enough, you're getting a second helping tonight when my queen Alison Crowne takes home the LONE Championship from the gutter slut Terri Thompson.

North gives him a sideways glance.

North: ... We also have Hannah Kix in action tonight against Marie Porter. With Hannah's newfound attitude and her remarkable win over Ami Reeves, Marie Porter will have a lot to handle!

DIC: Marie's getting her head kicked off. Calling it now.

"Hello from the Gutter" by Overkill blares over the PA.

DIC: Oh God. Here we go!

North: We're finally going to get to hear what she has to say ever since Alison did what she did.

DIC: Unless she gives Alison the apology that she deserves, it's just going to be a lot of hot air!

Emerging from the gorilla curtain is Terri Thompson, dressed in the same gear from her pose earlier in the show. She's got the LONE championship wrapped around her waist, a black steel chair in her right hand and a microphone with the LONE logo in her left. She takes a moment to look out at the crowd before raising her chair into the air, causing the crowd to cheer loudly.

Terri marches towards the ring, deciding not to spend time with the crowd as she usually does and instead slides the chair into the ring before rolling under the bottom rope. She picks up the chair as she rises and then sets it up in the center of the ring. Instead of having the chair face the hard camera, she turns it to face the aisle and the backstage area. She sits right down in the chair, eyes on the backstage area.

As Terri raises the microphone to her lips, she pauses. The sound of the crowd cheering her name causes her to smile and let out an audible 'heh...'

TER-RI! TER-RI! TER-RI! TER-RI!

Terri: Thank you...


WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Terri: Thank you all so much. This... This is hard for me, I'll be honest. This is very hard for me, but I've finally got the time to come out here and talk about Alison and everything she's said and done, and I know you guys want to hear it. But right now, I've got my eyes set on that backstage area because what I've got to say is straight to Alison.

Terri lowers the microphone for a moment, gripping the base with both hands. She lowers her head for a moment while the crowd cheers for her. Her elbows resting on her knees.

Terri snaps her head up.

Terri: I still can't believe it, Alison. I go to sleep at night and what you did to me plays over and over in my mind. She spins her forefinger towards the side of her head to illustrate that.

Terri: How you could take two years of a friendship and flush it down the toilet all for this. She pats the LONE Championship wrapped around her stomach.

Terri: Is despicable. I--- When I walked out of that match with The Glorious One, I thought that it was all over. I vanquished her, and Stevenson, sent them BOTH packing, and I was going to give you a shot at the title in friendly competition to see who the better woman was but you pissed it all away. You pissed it all away because you let that creep Stevenson plant seeds of corruption in your head. The same Stevenson who screwed you out of winning the title in the first place. You can say all you want that I ruined that match with my presence but lest you forget, Glorious One had you out and Robinson was fast counting you until I intervened. But let's not nitpick over what ifs, right?

Terri pauses for a moment. The look on her face, though she tries to smile, displays one full of heartache.

Terri: Like what if I didn't get pinned by the Juggalettes. Like what if I didn't eliminate you before eliminating Olga in the rumble. What if I didn't tell you I was El Jinete Rojo. All of the things you betrayed me for... all the what ifs you nitpicked for to the point where you stabbed your best friend in the back! When you hugged me and told me to give Stevenson hell, you were only looking for the best place on my backside you can stick your knife!

Terri is getting heated now, anger rising and it's evident from her cheeks reddening. Her eyes are wide like saucers.

Terri: I'll explain myself. I'll explain myself to you right now about all of it! I had an off night with the Juggalettes. Slapp beat me. It can happen to anyone and a woman with your experience should know that! I eliminated you before eliminating Olga because honestly, with your experience and your martial arts ability, plus the fact that the Rumble is every woman for herself and I needed to keep my identity hidden, I eliminated you because you were the bigger threat! I didn't tell you or anyone that I was El Jinete Rojo because if even a SOUL knew, what if Stevenson would have sent goons to beat it out of you? WENDY didn't even know! It was every woman for herself! I thought you'd RESPECT that!..... But you don't respect anything but this belt.

Terri scoffs as she continues on.

Terri: And you've got the gall to say I'm selfish. No, Alison. I don't do this for myself.

She stands up now and starts to point her finger out to everyone, turning in a circle as she speaks.

Terri: I do this for all of you. I do this for all of those who said I couldn't do it. I do this for those who thought it was funny that some punk kid with blue hair from a trailer park thought she could be a wrestler. You do this for the love of yourself, Alison... You do this for the love of an object...

She unhooks the LONE Championship from her waist and holds it up into the air.

Terri: You want to quote Bruce Lee? How about this one. "The more we value things, the less we value ourselves." You had no value for our friendship, you had no value for me, and you value this belt more than anything else. Well Alison, come get it, because tonight, I'm finally going to give you what you've been asking for since you betrayed me in July, and that's to plant your mind in the gutter!

Alison: Terri... Terri... Terri...

Alison's voice could be heard but she wasn't out, not yet. The camera cut backstage showing Alison Crowne standing in a hallway with a microphone in hand, focusing on her face.

Alison: You still just don't get it, do you? You really do think you're the victim, don't you? You have the audacity to go out in front of a soft, friendly crowd that'll buy whatever bullshit you feed them instead of looking at the woman in the mirror and taking responsibility for your actions. You want to talk about our friendship? Okay, Terri, let's talk. No, I mean it, lets have a honest discussion shall we?

Over two years ago I came to New England, I came to Fallcoast and I took a chance with my career to join a start up after I had just landed on a nationally televised promotion in Missouri several months prior. We all know that place went belly up, again. I get a call from Steve O'Reilly, you know Talent Relations? He worked backstage in Missouri and Jack E. Bux brought him onto his staff for a new project, a project that would become Ladies of New England, and he wanted me to come on board. No TV deal, no broadcast rights, just a bunch of local women from the New England area and a bunch of fresh wrestling academy graduates. The pay sucked; it still sucks if I can be honest and I'd have to supplement my income by working for other promotions in the surrounding area but he promised me that Bux had a vision and in the end I would be getting what was mine, we all would. I made a bet on myself and I took the deal, to get on the ground floor of something special; that's when I met you.

Alison's body appeared to pace around back and forth as she held the microphone in her hands, speaking as methodically as she moved.

Alison:You were my first friend here, Terri. And we hit it off very quick.

Alison chuckled softly as she smiled.

Alison: You were raw in the ring despite being six or seven or so months older than me but I had the experience, years of it beyond yours. But that didn't matter, sometimes when two people get in the ring together they just have chemistry; everything just has a way of falling into the right place. We started traveling together on the road, laughing, joking, we saw each other when we were both at our best and at our worst; we bonded. Whether either of us like it or not we know each other inside and out... what we like and what sets us off. We were always there for one another through the good and the bad; at least... we were.

Alison stopped moving as her eyes shifted downward to the ground, her head lowered before her eyes darted back up to the camera.

Alison: When the Gucci Gals kept throwing roadblock after roadblock in front of you I came to your side to even the odds. When The Glorious One sucker punched you during her title celebration I was there to step up and throw my own body on the line. But where were you when I needed help? Where were you when I was getting jumped? You think I do any of this for the love of me?

Alison shook her head and nearly threw her head back like she wanted to laugh.

Alison: That title changed you Terri, I can say that as someone who watched it happen. I can say that as someone who saw how you were away from the cameras and the bright lights. I saw that glint in your eyes when you won it, I was there waiting backstage for you the night you beat Miss Gucci. The joy in your eyes, the emotion; the raw emotion of finally making it. I saw the sense of validation that title gave you. Things started to shift, change, it was no longer about us making it but how YOU made it. You let it get to your head; it was like you couldn't get enough of the spotlight. You wanted more, more, more, more. When The Glorious One beat you for that belt that's all you could talk about. The belt, the belt, the belt, 'Alison, I need to get my title back.' 'Alison, I'm going to give Glorious One a taste of her own medicine when I put her Mind in the Gutter.' 'Alison, how dare Stevenson not give me my title match.' 'Alison, we need to make a stand so I can get my title back.' 'Alison, Alison, Alison.' Every conversation found its back to how Terri can get what she wants. I don't know what you did to piss him off and I'm not even going to say he was a good boss or whatever he wants to style himself as. Hey, I'm as happy he's gone as everyone else and I mean that but maybe you need to look in the mirror before you point your finger at me because nobody loves Terri Thompson more than Terri Thompson.

If I did this for the love of myself do you really think I'd be here? Do you think I'd agree to join a company with a bunch of ideas but no TV or PPV deals for the first year? Do you think I'd stick around during that reign of terror when I have wrestling companies across the country finding my phone number from a friend of a friend of a friend of a promoter I used to do business with? Or how about when you and I wrestled in Las Vegas in the Summer of 2017 promoting the company? Why don't you tell them Terri, why don't you tell everyone that I turned down a deal with a women's MMA promotion in Las Vegas for big money to leave wrestling and come fight for them; what you're not going to tell them that? Come on, Terri, tell them!

Silence, complete and total silence from Terri as all she could do was look on.

Alison: That's all you do Terri, you don't give, you take. You take from everybody around you until they've lost all use and meaning to you. Terri, when you took on Miss Gucci in that steel cage I BELIEVED in you, I knew you could do it on a level playing field. Just you and her in that cage, I knew you had it in you to take the Championship. But when I got my shot you never believed in me, you were jealous that I got an opportunity before you and you ruined it. You ruined it because you needed the spotlight on yourself so fucking much that you had to make my moment all about YOU!

Alison jabbed her index finger on her left hand forward, like she was trying to jab it into Terri's chest from backstage.

Alison: You don't know if I would've kicked out of that fast count or not but I can tell you this; I did up until that point. I knew the only way I could win against such a stacked deck was if I forced Robertson's hand; when you go to war Terri you do whatever you need to to survive. I've had so many opportunities to stab you in the back Terri, so many opportunities over the last two years but it never once crossed my mind because I loved you like a sister; I was loyal to YOU!

Alison stared at the ground as she was laying everything out there at this point.

Alison: It wasn't until I realized that street only went one way once everything went to your head did the thought even begin to creep in my mind but do you want to know what really sealed the deal? It's not an “if”, oh no, not at all. It's when you lied to me, lied to the world putting on that mask and winning the rumble under fraudulent circumstances. It was when you left me in the dark and sent me tumbling over that top rope on a fool's gamble; you bet on yourself with an hour and a half in a match against a fresh Olga and you got lucky. If you had only taken the time to come to me I would've had your back in that Rumble, I would've done everything in my power to make sure that we would be the last two standing. It may have been every woman for herself but that's not a free pass to stab your best friend in the back. You acted with the full intent of deceiving everyone and that's something you're going to have to live with; we all have things that we're going to have to live with.

Alison paused abruptly with her eyes still locked on the ground and she began to physically exert herself as it looked like she was... stomping on something? The sounds seemed to match that and the sound of someone groaning on the ground which sends a sudden alarm into Terri's face; like she recognized the voice.

Alison: Every selfish action you chose over the past year has had a butterfly effect and it's made changes to those around you in ways you never anticipated. Terri, I'm done playing by somebody else's rules. I'm done waiting in line and I'm over trying to do things by someone's else's definition of “the right way”. Terri, you need to learn that your actions have consequences...

Terri looked on as her face twisted into a look of horror as the camera zoomed out, Alison leaning down and getting on a knee as she started punching Wendy in the face repeatedly on the ground, her groans and scream of pain echoing throughout the arena.

Alison: But don't take my word for it... you're going to get a front row seat. Come on Wendy, lets go see your girlfriend. Oh... and don't make any sudden moves; miiight not be good for Wendy.

With a sick sadistic grin Alison scoops Wendy up and carries her over her shoulder as she walked down the hall and up the steps and through the gorilla curtain onto the stage.

Alison: You want to prove me wrong? That you don't do this for the love of yourself? Then prove it. Prove it to me RIGHT NOW. Prove it to Wendy...

Terri looks up the aisle, the fear crystal clear in her eyes as Alison carried Wendy on her shoulder.

Alison: Tonight I'm giving you a choice; what's more important to you... your title or your girlfriend?

Alison dropped the microphone as a loud thud of it hitting the ground echoed through the PA system as she held Wendy with her head pointing towards the ground, belly to belly as she held her in position for The Crowning Moment; her sit-out tombstone piledriver.

Terri's eyes widen in fear.

Terri: Don't you do it! Don't you dare!

Alison smirks with a look of pure malice in her eyes as she held her in position, sticking her tongue out as she held Wendy before she came crashing down, spiking Wendy's head on the hard, unprotected floor.

Terri screams in horror as Alison hits the crowning moment on Wendy.

Terri: NOOOOOOO!

Terri drops her title and the mic. The mic picking up feedback as it hits the canvas. She grabs the chair and slides out of the ring, chasing after Alison and then checking on Wendy when she gets to her. EMTs come out and begin to haul Wendy away on a stretcher while putting a neckbrace on her head. Terri follows them into the back.

Hannah Kix vs. Marie Porter

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No Fly Zone vs. Spice and Ice vs. Gucci Gals

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Backstage Segment

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Backstage Segment

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== "Gutter Trash" Terri Thompson vs. "The Highlight of the Night" Alison Crowne Coming Soon!