::For the purposes of continuity, this is playing out mere moments following the failed pin attempt by Charlie Nickles. The 11 hour response time rules clearly apply in context with actual timestamp::


The metallic clink of coins into a coin slot sounds while Simp, using his own removed shirt (the devoted and dog-like labrador retriever receiver of Kor's nightly pegging that he is), sets about gently cleaning Korvayne's puke from her lips.

Meanwhile...

The camera swings to reveal none other than the returning Jim Caedus standing before a vending machine, choosing and pressing his selection-- the dusty and unused item marked Male Prophylactics...because yeah, who among such an historically irresponsible roster wants to spoil the fun and avoid genital herpes? Plus, I mean, "breeder's kink", amirite? You won't hear Jim denying it; not with those very words tattooed lengthwise down his big fat cock in large font. Of course, it is the very unpopular nature of rubbers amongst this filthy XWF family that has kept Jim's true selection protected, a secret, an item which makes quite the boom as its hefty weight drops down into the vending machine's delivery bin. The indicator light next to the selection button glows red for empty. Jim plucks the one-of-a-kind item out...the legendary XWF golden potato. ...Is that still a thing? Ah well... Jim pockets the lustrous 'tater and turns to advance on the trio of souls.

Still exhausted from recently winning both one half of the Tag Titles and the X strap during Bad Medicine, an impressive feat, Kor' pays the noise no mind as Simp now drops to one knee like a good little bitch to begin cleaning the vomit splashback from her shins and feet.

Jim reaches the duo...


...but passes and instead focuses on good ol' Chuckers who is currently picking himself up and dusting off after getting sammiched between Simp and Korvayne, the latter now taking notice of Jim's presence. Once within proximity of Nickles-

-Jim executes his Wrexus Plexus, nailing Char' in the chest with the powerful kick, sending him sprawling and sliding across the floor.

"I did say it ain't over didn't I. And it still ain't."

Jim then pivots to Simp and Korvayne, the former finishing his submissive duties and rising, turning, just in time to receive Jim's Purgatory Punch spinning back fist and crumpling in an unconscious heap. Jim swiftly follows this up with his Equal Ground, dropping Korvayne as well. He stands over her.

"Sorry sweets, I'm sensing you're in your "Tortured Champion" arc at the moment and I couldn't resist. "Corliss" by the way? ...l-o-l... Indeed. Anyway, just makin' a point. Congrats on your victories."

With that, Jim turns to make his exit.
Then spins and places a foot on Korvanye, because fuck it, keep you on your toes. A ref makes the count.
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