BEHIND THE SCENES CONTENT

Backstage..."The Alpha Bitch" Gwen Tennyson, somewhat recovered from her streak-extending victory earlier in the evening, has the FWA for Female Match of the Year in her hand, while "The Messenger of Gwen" Kai Green is skipping about on one foot, doing a ballet pirouette into a split on the floor, which she transitions into a prayer position on the ground, spreading her arms and looking up to the sky to laud her goddess, the superpower that she is.

"…You have no idea how proud of yourself you should be, Jim. I really must thank you," said Gwen Ten as she massaged the FWA trophy. "The match for which I am holding this award was YOUR idea, after all. It was your brainchild that gave My Holiness the soapbox to affirm and confirm my sacred hegemony over CCW, the Females Division, XX, and Fiction Wrestling itself. AND…it's my third Match of the Year FWA. Let me repeat that for you: my THIRD MATCH OF THE YEAR FWA." Gwen held up three fingers, one by one. "2011…2013…2015…"

"Oooh, every two years!" Kai pointed out on the side with an intrigued grin.

"…Some people like to refer to me as The Devil's Favorite Daughter…" Gwen spoke. "Tch…maybe…but you know what? I'm also Meltzer's Favorite Wrestling Goddess. NO ONE in Fiction Wrestling has had more MOTYs than me. And no one's MOTYs have been more INFLUENTIAL and IMPACTFUL than mine. 2011, I erased history; 2013, I broke scales and became IMMORTAL…and this year…I took a girl who used to be a BLIP in this business, a blip of her own making and doing due to her own voluntary EXIT from my domain, and live on pay-per-view I made her known to everybody now as the girl who was pinned by the Alpha Bitch inside Cell on Earth. I took a Warrior Princess whom some called underrated, and for the first time in her career, she was on the main PPV show—she was a part of something IMPORTANT thanks to me. I took the two girls I dragged into a PPV MAIN EVENT and gave them something ELSE to tack onto their résumés with MY signature attached to them. I took a Tag Team Champion…took her claim of 'all…about…us' and made it CREDIBLE for one night because it WAS all…about…them…losing…to…me. I took a so-called 'legend' and gave her something in her career she could actually CALL legendary because it involved the most important wrestler there's ever been, ME…" Gwen's face darkened for a moment as her eyes drifted. "And I took…a 'Queen of Extreme'…who molded, trained, and handpicked a SIX-YEAR-OLD LITTLE RASCAL WHO, MARK MY WORDS, WILL NEVER EVER BE 1/1000TH OF THE WRESTLER THAT I WILL ALWAYS BE IN THE RING…" Gwen caught her breath, going from gritted teeth to a look of more godly…Gwenly poise… "…EMMY…and in front of the Philadelphia faithful…in 'her house'…I let her spill her blood ONE MORE TIME for those people, let her give them one more ECW-like THRILL…a perfect preempted for MY TRIUMPH…and it all took place in Gwendolyn's Garden. THAT is what Hell in a Cell on Earth shall be called from this time forward – Gwendolyn's Garden, because I OWN IT! I MADE IT!" Gwen pointed to herself while Kai Green nodded with closed eyes and a proud smile of concord.

"…What does that tell you? What does ALL OF THAT tell you?" Gwen quizzed from there. "…It tells you that your hate means NOTHING. It tells you that your claims of me being a 'cancer', CCW, DEFEAT THEMSELVES!" Gwen brandished the FWA trophy, "I'M THE REASON THIS IS HAPPENING! I'M THE REASON! YOUR FOURTH, MY THIRD! …So why do I, your goddess, the best wrestler in existence, keep letting you breathe those nasty little words, those heresies?" Gwen bobbed her head side to side in contemplation, also tilting the trophy in her hand at the same time from end to end. She then shrugged with a sneer. "…I dunno. Maybe because I just enjoy watching the entire world make a giant fool out of itself. Partly for amusement…and partly for moments like this…where YOU'VE dug the grave…and I get the express pleasure of pushing the dirt in with my boot heel. And all YOU can do about it is listen to me and look dumb. Heheheheh…oh Me, I'm gonna have SO MUCH FUN on Saturday…"

The CCW Females Champion smirked, removing the Championship Belt from her waist and showing it in the camera. "Nice try, CCW. Nice try, XX. Nice try, Jimmy G…but in the end…I WIN."

Gwen raised the Females Title, holding the FMOTY FWA in her opposite hand…and Kai Green slipped in from underneath the Ten-Year-Old Tyke's arm. "Gwen 4, Emmy…—…" Kai paused, her joy taking a nick as a realization came to her head… "…1…" Kai uttered with a whimper, as the realization was on one of the other Awards, Tag Team Match of the Year. Kuso, Kazami, and the DRAGON KIDS won that…the brother and the best friend of EMMY…hence the score…

"…" …and the Alpha Bitch took visible umbrage to same. She wanted the shutout. Direct comparison would actually GIVE her the shutout…but if anything Max and Enrique got their hands on gave Emmy even a SLIVER of reason to smile, it was enough to vex no matter the circumstances or technicalities. Gwen's smirking mouth twitched…as she still held up her Title…

…and the Poisonous Prophet piped, "…Still more than Emmy!" A true statement…and one that was momentarily enough to palliate First and Only, as she gave a less wavering "damn straight" smug visage into the camera, Females Title and FWA firmly in the picture.


We come back to the show, where Blossom's voice can be heard.

And now introducing the ladies who will present Female Tag Team of the Year...Catwoman & Jean Grey!

The former Dual-Toon Women's Champions of The WWF walk onstage, together for the first time since 1997. The crowd gives a respectful cheer as the two stand at the podium together.

"...Been a while, eh Jean? Or should I say...Phoenix?" Catwoman asked. "We were on top of the world in our prime! One of the best to win it in WWE. The girls these days don't know how good they have it though. Women's Tag Divisions spring up everywhere. Wish we had that."

"Me too. Though I think at the end of the day, we should be happy for these girls." Said Jean. "These girls exemplify the best in the lady tag divisions. PPG and Techno-Tongue helped make way for this new category. They hung with the guys and got you all your own category. ...But of course it's not just them, but also because of EVERY team's work. Bumblebee, Angels, iGen, Scanty & Kneesocks...and all the rest, you did great. NOW...who wins Best Female Tag? The nominees are..."

The Sirens [FTW]

Society of Assassins [UEPW]

Team Bumblebee [CEW]

Black Cerveo & Jinx [TWAE]

The Kunoichis [WWT]

Sailor Mars & Lola Bunny [WCW]

Scanty & Kneesocks [CWF]

iGeneration [ACW]

Mikasa Ackerman & Ryuko Matoi [AWF]

The Digital Angels [UWE]

The Olympic Entourage [CCW]

"And the winner is..." Jean said as she opened the envelope...

...and pulles out a disk that said...

"iGENERATION!"

"And there goes ACW's pick...EACH Horsewoman has now won an award this year for ACW." JR said.

iGeneration walks onto the podium, Carly with arrogant smirk on her face while Sam snatches the awards from Catwoman and Jean.

"Well looky looky..." Carly said arrogantly. "While those Bumblef**ks and Digital Bootlegs may have gotten Awards tonight...*takes one of the Awards and hold it up high* but there's not THE Team that run sh*t around here. Like last year, you f**kers were LUCKY my company is slow as hell when it comes putting out show BUT...come next year... don't be surprised if we walk home with more than one of these bad boys..." Carly steps down to allow Sam to speak her mind.

"Gonna keep this short and sweet...F**K ALL THE WHORE TEAMS...WE'RE GONNA DOMINATED NEXT YEAR!" Sam steps along with Carly bumps their shoulders into the presenters as they walk to the back.

Backstage, we go to The Infamous Six, talking amongst themselves. Ipkiss is holding the mask, just staring into it. He had it back...his way to win Best of the Best was back in his hands. He had victory once again in his sights...he just needed to reach out and GRAB it...

...and Ipkiss...stalled. Claude crossed his arms, confused by Stanley's behavior.

"Yo. Ipkiss. Why're you stalling?" He asked.

"Yeah, you should be happy!" Jessica chirped in excitedly. "You can win Best of the Best!"

"...Yeah...I can...but...well...may I be real with you guys? Stanley Ipkiss, not Mask?" He asked, prompting nods fro, his crew. "...I never thought I'd get here. I HONESTLY never thought I'd get here. I mean, I'm a TAG TEAM GUY. Me and Ventura, we took WCW by STORM. Five time WCW Cartoon World Tag Team Champions. That is our legacy. A damn good one at that!"

"...But when it came to being solo, no one bought into me. They said I was too comedic...not mainstream enough...when WWE bought WCW, they didn't even BUY my contract out. They didn't want me without Ace. And Ace didn't want to go to WWE. So I spent a DECADE in obscurity. And that damn Jamie Kennedy didn't help my brand live on. Son of the Mask...*Shudders*. I was doing indy dates and old veteran tours, making money for gym feds and other small, local joints. I was being type cast as the comedic relief. And then for a while I just was old Stanley...I stopped being The Mask for a long while because I thought being Mask made me less desirable. I gave up this mask...heh, funny how much I appreciate it now. How much I appreciate this mask compared to then is such a difference"

The I6 all listened in, giving Stanley the attention...while Tommy told the camera man to focus on Stanley. This was his promo.

"I know not that this mask doesn't make me a comedy wrestler, it makes me UNIQUE. It makes me different from other serious main eventers. It made me learn how to be myself...and be a hero who the kids can look up to...when I'm not The Big Head Killer." Stanley whistles nonchalantly, trying to pass over that "small" fact. "I'm a hero. I'm funny. I'm unique. I may be comedy. I may be a joke to many.."

And Stanley SLAPS the mask on his face, prompting The Infamous Six and the camera to stand back as the tornado of green spins wildly about! Once it finishes, however...

...The Mask stands on the trunk he was sitting on, his signature grin under his signature hat while he dusts off his zoot suit. The crowd gives a THUNDEROUS pop as The I6 grim, smirk, and smile at their green friend.

"...but it'll be NO laughing matter when I BECOME THE BEST OF THE BEST! Watch out world...THE MASK IS BACK! And this main event will be SMMMMMMMMOKIIIN'!"

And the crowd can be heard giving a "YES! YES! YES!" chant towards Mask's return to The FWAs tonight.

...but then after the silence, Mask then asked, "You cleaned the Gwen off of this, right?"

"We put it under a washboard for a few minutes and scrubbed hard." Alex deadpanned.

"Thank you." Mask replied with a nod. "NOW GROUP HUUUG!" Ipkiss JUMPED into his I6 teammates and hugs them tightly before taking them down to the ground with a glomp.

The Trinity vs. The Inaba Investigation Team

*Skip to End*

Lish kicks Chie off of her...and then runs towards her, and Chie ducks and KICKS her right in the jaw to stun her. And Chie hops atop of Lish and Float Over DDTs her RIGHT OFF THE APRON!

"Ooh man what a MOVE, the athletic Satonaka sending herself and Lish put of the equation, and Kanji drags Emao to Yosuke...tag!" Snob said.

Vlad runs over and-SITOUT SPINEBUSTER FROM KANJI! Kanji has Vlad rolling out the ring...

...but Emao III throwing rights and lefts to Kanji...and Yosuke grabs Emao from behind and delivers a Jawbreaker to make him stumble. Kanji raises a fist and runs to the ropes-and VLAD pulls the ropes down and sends Kanji flying over the ropes! And Vlad follows that up with throwing Kanji RIGHT into the steel steps! And Yosuke sees this and DROPKICKS Vlad off the apron as he springboards and Moonsaults onto Emao! And Yosuke hops on the apron...

"Okay okay so sword bitch...he do this move where he hits like a Springboard Leg Drop and crap." Dashie said, "So he about to hit it here!"

And Yosuke-HAS HIS LEG GRABBED BY VLAD!

"Oh heeey now, Vlad BACK ALIVE AGAIN!" Cinema Snob says in a sing song tone.

And Vlad gets on the aprom, still holding onto Yosuke. Narukami tries elbowing Vlad off the apron...

...and Vlad lowers and Legsweeps WHILE A RUNNING EMAO JUMPING EUROPEAN UPPERCUTS YOSUKE! The combo sends him RIGHT off the apron!

"FALL OF HEAVEN! NO LEG DROP BITCH, INSTEAD THIS BITCH FALL FROM HEAVEN BACK DOWM TO EEEARF..." Dashie exclaimed.

"And what an impromptu move!" Exclaimed Snob. "The boy wanted to fly, but the heavens REJECTED 'ole Yosuke."

Vlad throws Yosuke into the ring, allowing Emao to get down and pin him with a leg hook. The ACW referee counts it...

1...

2...

3!

And the bell rings as "Playing the Saint" plays for Emao rising onto one knee and Vlad rolling into the ring. Lish grabs their Tag Titles and slides into the ring as Cait Sith announces...

"Here are your winners...The Trinity!"

"Well the new FWE Tag Champions pick up a win here, looking good while doing it as well." Snob said "The Creatures are probably crying their eyes out at home."

"THEY NO SAINTS!" Exclaimed Dashie. "...But they okay though. They tight. Not bad in the ring"

Emao & Vlad hold up their Tag Title Belts, Lish splaying her arms and pointing to The Belt winners with a smirk.

We go back to the stage, where Tommy Vercetti stands with a mirror...amd he checks himself out...

"Heh...if I had a tag partner...we'd be UNSTOPPABLE." Said Tommy. "Course me and Wolf could be something. He just needs to start taking The Vice Wolves seriously. Take it as seriously as he takes rejection."

The crowd laughs at Tommy, who winks at his reflection and turns to the crowd. "But as for these tag teams..."

The Multiverse Defenders [FTW]

The Koopalings [UEPW]

Team Natsu [CEW]

Japan Most Wanted [TWAE]

Team Amazement [WWT]

ChillTown [FWF]

The Erupting Eds [CWF]

The Game Grumps [PROGRESS]

The Trinity [FWE]

Scorpion & Sub-Zero [XCW]

Alpha & Omega [ACW]

Inaba Investigation Team [AWF]

Team Hellhog [UWE]

The Extreme Team [WWE]

The Dragon Kids [CCW]

"...they OBVIOUSLY went above and beyond to be crowned the best this year." Said Tommy. "And introducing the presenters of this award...TAILS & KNUCKLES!"

The UCA World Tag Team Champions come out to a decent cheer, and they hold up their Tag Titles while walking to the podium. Tails spins his twin tails and smiles while Knuckles speaks.

"The people nominated...they're good. Real good. We have former Champs, current Champs, new Champs, old Champs...we have people chasing The Belts...we have some guys here." Knuckles said. "We have major talent that could ALL deserve this win. And it stinks WE can't be in it this year...but we get to hand the award to them."

"And who gets the award?" Tails asks as he opens the envelope. He pulls out the paper...

...and declares...

"ALPHA & OMEGA!"

"Well and ACW picks up ANOTHER award! Winning BOTH Tag Team awards!" Said JR.

"It's been said they may have the best Tag Division in the business right now alongside AWF...this is very deserved." Kari said. "A&O have beem working real hard. They just became Champions. This is well earned."

Souichi runs onto the stage and grabs the award trophy in a rush.

"Heading to the jail. A&O will make a promo soon. Going to go bail them out. See ya!"

And with that, Souichi runs offstage to rush to the jail. The scene zooms out, the crowd clapping as the voice of all three PPG could be heard talking in unison.

When we return, The Female of the Year...Best of the Best Finals...and lastly, The Superstar of the Year is named! Stay tu...uuu...uuuu-

The scene starts to go to static...the picture and sound fading in and out...

...and then everything goes black...

...and a dim light starts to shine to reveal a room...

"…Some people…never…learn…"

Chris Raynor had his head resting against a dark wall, hair disheveled, pupils in his eyes visibly dilated and bloodshot.

"The nerve of you men and you damsels…" Raynor spoke as he gently starts knocking the side of his head against the wall, chuckling to himself. "You already made this mistake once…and the last time you made it, nothing was ever quite the same again… The last time you made the mistake…of letting the suzerain of the Raynor Family slip your minds, the maggots in the earth got a special supper dish from me…the taste of two men's souls as they were reaped by THESE HANDS…" Raynor inspected his fingers, his Danish-born digits… "Heh…they took an extra liking to one of them, because that Cowboy in question hasn't been seen ever since. And the other? …Well…those larvae beneath must have vomited him back up after having their fill…but while his body is here, his soul, his mind, his spirit…the remnants will ALWAYS remain stuck in their teeth marinated in dirt." Raynor grinned. "…And you would think that after such a masterpiece, you would err on the side of caution when dealing with the name 'Raynor' and keep it SACRED and CLEAN and CLEAR from the twilight abyss…but you didn't err on the side of caution; no, instead,
you simply ERRED…and you made the same mistake by letting it slip your minds a SECOND TIME…" Raynor looked down and shook his head. "I knew there was a reason my family used to shelter me from all of you when I was a baby… You stupid people…"

The Thane of Pain then started nicking the wall he was leaning on with his right knuckles. "…Why? Why would you do that? Why would you be so foolish? You SHOULD HAVE KNOWN BETTER… The walls have ears; you are never safe…" Raynor then changed his posture, facing the wall and placing his palms against it, pressing the barrier. "…Do you know how many heads must come off because of this? Do you know how many vital forces will have to be DEVASTATED because of you, as consequences? I have to make up for time, after all…for in my sabbatical of violence I have made myself more DANGEROUS than I have ever been—you…" Raynor shook a finger towards the wall, as though to admonish the other side, "should be kicking yourself for not remembering that about me…" Raynor wiped his face. "Understand now that it is too late to turn away; no puny mask will obscure you all from the horror you will have to meet. Understand now that the true DOOMSDAY to fear is MY IMMINENT ACCESSION…and understand now that I can't be perturbed by a child who claims he can make blood rain…when I was born underneath a WATERFALL of blood shed by my ancestors. I was trained in the art of raining blood just by the curling of my thumbs; I was CONCEIVED to make all of Denmark red with the iconoclasts, just as those before me did, just as my HEIRS undoubtedly will as I have indoctrinated them to do!"

Chris stamped his foot into the floor and JOLTED himself away from the wall he had been facing. "And Frøken Quinn has been generous enough to give me her express sponsorship for the coming ruination of all these bodies, all these spirits, all these men… Who better to be so kind? I'm already Royal, hahahahaha…" Chris rubbed his right fist in his left hand, then alternated before leaning backwards against the aforementioned wall, rocking forward and back into it, forward and back, forward and back… "Bedste af det Bedste…Best of the Best… This year, the Hand…will squeeze the life and hope out of all of you like fruit, leaving the ugly unknown to suck your bones dry…heh-heh…heheheh…" Chris rubbed his cheeks with both hands repeatedly, about six times in the span of four seconds doing this. "Prepare yourselves if you can. Hide your unborn if you must. But DON'T MAKE YOUR THIRD MISTAKE…" Chris Raynor slowly pulled down on the locks in his hair…

…and for the first time looked DIRECTLY into the camera. "Gold in the Fort…belongs to me." And he splayed his arms. "…THE WORLD…belongs to me."

The Thane of Pain then tilted his head upward and let out a calculating cackle…

…before moving a foot to POUNCE at the camera that JUST IN TIME cut to a black screen.

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