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Post by Riley Gordon on Oct 25, 2017 4:50:56 GMT
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SINGLES MATCH
Muru vs El Grande Malo
---------------------------------------------------------- {Winner via the Muru Splash...Muru.}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
āThe Learning Treeā
---------------------------------------------------------- {As Nighthawk and Jayson Matthews sit on black folding chairs inside the locker room the "Wrestling Machine" finishes taping his hands and turns towards his protege and friend, seriousness in his ice-blue eyes.}Nighthawk: "Jayson, when you came to me for training, I'll be honest. I didn't think you had this in you. I figured I'd help you get some basic skills and that would be that. But you've become so much more than that. You've become, to me, the best Invictus champion this company's ever had. And I'm so proud of you for that. I've had a lot of students, a lot of people I've trained with, and I don't think I've ever been around someone who has shown the work ethic, the desire to improve, that you have who was already a professional. But I have to tell you something, Jayson." {Jayson couldn't help but smile.}Jayson Matthews: Thank you so much Coach. It means a lot to hear you say that. I couldn't have done this without you, so it makes me feel pretty good to know you're also proud of the hard work weāve put in. But yeah Coach, tell me anythingā¦ Nighthawk: "Don't trust Chris Card. I know it seems like he's got your best interests at heart. But I know Chris Card. I know guys like him. They've been in this sport as long as there's been a sport. While your goals and Chris Card's goals are the same, Chris is going to help you. And the second he feels you aren't helping him achieve what he wants, he will stab you in back. Don't let him. Jayson Matthews: You know Iāve heard the stories, people say things like that but honestly I haven't seen it happen. But since you brought it up Coach, I'll keep a close eye on him later tonight during the match! {Nighthawk nods in approval.}Nighthawk: Good. It's been a while since we got to chat! How are things? {Jayson thinks about it for a few moments and grins.}Jayson Matthews: Did I ever tell you about the time I got to drive the Batmobile? {Nighthawk listens intently as Jayson tells the tale. The scene fades.}----------------------------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCH
Brooklyn Madrox vs Fiona McFly
---------------------------------------------------------- {"I'm Shipping Up to Boston" by Dropkick Murphys kicks into high gear as Fiona McFly marches out on stage, takes a bow, and heads down to the ring--giving lucky fans quick pecks on the cheek along the way. Tonight, in addition to the cast she's sporting on her left hand, Fiona's face looks to be rather red.}[DING-DING-DING!!!] Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! In the ring from Arlington, Texas, weighing 135 pounds....FIOOOOONA MCFLYYYYY!!!! Terri Morasco: Here comes Fiona...ready to go in spite of wearing that cast on her left hand. Vasco Dias: What's up with her face? She looks like she just got out of a pub fight or somethin'. Terri Morasco: I don't think she's feelin' too good to be honest. Regardless, she's in the ring and geared up for action. {āLa La-La-La La La-Laā begins to play throughout the arena as the lights fade to black.
āBitch, Iām about to blow up!ā
Spotlights flood the stage and Brooklyn saunters out from behind the curtain; her hat pulled low over her face, both hands gripping the brim. With a confident swagger, she steps to the top of the ramp and lifts her head up, a cocky smirk on her face ā acknowledging the fans with a wink.}Alison Valance: Making her way to the ring, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at one hundred and twenty-six pounds ā¦ BROOKLYN ā¦ MAAAAADROX! {Brooklyn reaches ringside and makes her way up the steps, wiping her feet on the apron before stepping through the ropes and spinning her way, arms outstretched, to the center of the ring. She pulls her hat off and whips it into the crowd before backing herself into the corner to stretch against the ropes.}Vasco Dias: Ya know...the one thing I'm lookin' forward to, more than anything else, is to see someone like Brooklyn trash Fiona right in the schnozz. Terri Morasco: You get off on sayin' that about ANYONE who meets Fiona in a ring! Vasco Dias: Pfffft, that's 'cuz Fiona's got no assets! Get it?! Terri Morasco: Oh, don't start! [DING!] {The bell sounds as the referee takes a good look at Fiona, inspecting the cast on her left hand while also checking to be sure she was going to be able to compete due to the signs of a mild fever. To her credit, McFly says she'll be alright...and as soon as she does so, Brooklyn wastes no time going after McFly's broken hand with a sharp, swift kick that sends her flailing toward the ropes. The assault continues, with the lesser-experienced Madrox taking command with a one-two-three-four-five combination of punches to the temples and knees to the sternum before sending her opponent for the ride. Fiona bounces off the ropes and into a deep Japanese armdrag, to which Brooklyn follows up with a dropkick to the back of the head as Fiona is seated on the deck. Eventually, Brooklyn grabs a hold of Fiona's casted left hand and STAMPS on it--hard--with her foot before applying a cross arm-breaker, putting on the pressure with strikes to her victim's head. The referee checks to make sure Fiona didn't say the two magic words, and Fiona shakes her head as the hold is tightened further.} Vasco Dias: C'mon Stripey-Bear! Stop the match already! Terri Morasco: I don't think you're EVER gonna have Fiona say "I quit!" {The pain continues to ebb into Fiona's mind as the armbreaker is tightened. Madrox, once more, places a little more emphasis on that cast, directing more left hands upon it with fury. The official, seeing McFly's pale expression, has the idea of stopping the match early...but doesn't act upon it when Fiona starts to move her legs...eventually planting her left foot directly on the back of Brooklyn's noggin not once, but twice to break the hold emphatically. Fiona pulls herself up, taking a deep breath and wiping the grimyness from her brow as she shakes her left hand. Brooklyn charges forward, but Fiona is just a second quicker and places her opponent in a deep armdrag, followed by a second and a third. Madrox tries to back off into the corner yet McFly ekes out a sly grin, reminding the ex-Diamond in the Rough series competitor that there ain't no "time outs" in the gig and proceeds to put on the punishment, firing off open right hand after open right hand. After landing a swift kick to the ribs, Fiona sends Brooklyn crashing into the opposite corner; after hitting the buckles hard with her back, Madrox stumbles and bumbles around the ring before being planted to the mat with a flying left forearm! Brooklyn is on the canvas, clutching her face as if she got hit by the cast, but the official doesn't buy it and Fiona maintains control, applying a trio of suplexes--a snap, a vertical, and a German variety that completes the hat trick and scores a two-count.} Terri Morasco: Even with the cast on her hand and a slight fever, Fiona is showing GREAT resilience here! Vasco Dias: Pfffft...but like all things in life, that won't last much longer. {Fiona took another deep breath as the official signaled two. She wasn't feeling very good but dammit, she was gonna find a way to counter Brooklyn's "no-frills, no-nonsense" style. Fiona pulls her opponent back to her feet and whips her to the ropes...but she winds up being reversed by Madrox, who chucks her head over heels over the top rope and onto the floor, where McFly lands firmly on that broken hand. The ref starts his ten-count as Brooklyn hops to the outside, stomping firmly on the cast as Fiona yipes. Yet Brooklyn keeps getting a good thrill out of seeing her victim scream and sends her crashing headlong into the safety fence! With Fiona lying prone against the rail, Madrox charges and WALLOPS Fiona with a massive clothesline that sends her into the first few rows of seats!}Terri Morasco: C'mon zebra! Fifi ain't feelin' good, ya know!?! Vasco Dias: Hey, at least the folks are gettin' a good view of Fifi's a-- Terri Morasco: {cuts him off} WILL YOU STOP!?! {The referee stops his ten-count at five, jumping down to the floor and giving Brooklyn a stern lecture as Fiona, sweating profusely as she deals with a mild fever and a busted hand, tries to extricate herself from the crowd. The folks at ringside do a commendable job in helping her out, eventually pushing McFly over the barricade and back in a much-familiar spot. As Madrox turns around...WHAM!--she runs right into a massive left hand from Fiona McFly! Then the catfight is on from there as both ladies start tussling on the "concrete."}Vasco Dias: CATFIGHT! CATFIGHT!! CAAAAAAAT-FIIIIIGHT!!!!! Terri Morasco: I think Brooklyn's learning REAL quick that even if Fiona's sick, she is STILL dangerous! {The official just shakes his head, not bothering to resume a count as Fiona yanks her opponent by the scruff of her neck and tosses her back into the squared circle. The transplanted Texan follows suit, eventually applying her dreaded "Yellow Card" Iron Claw--even with the cast on her left hand! Somehow, Fiona is able to maintain a grip on Madrox's face as the referee starts a slow, deliberate five-count that Fiona obeys at three. She then proceeds to put Brooklyn into position for a crucifix pin...}1...! 2...!! THREEEEE--DAMMIT TO HELL!!!! {Fiona, beet-red visage and all, continues to press onward, setting up Brooklyn for her dreaded, RARELY-used "Raise the Cup!" torture rack/head-spike combination...but Madrox reverses the maneuver and applies her "B-Side" signature suplex and forearm chicanery before going for the cover...}1...! 2...!! THREEEEEE, YEAH!!!!--AWWWWWWWW....!!!! {Brooklyn Madrox stands up pissed. She barks at the striped dude in the ring as he holds up the dreaded two-finger salute! Slowly but surely, Fiona makes it to her feet and places the angry competitor into position for her equally-powerful SENDING OFF straight-inverted DDT...yet we hear the demonic cackle of Rowan McDonnough echoing from the loudspeakers. This prompts Fiona to perk up both brows and hesitate just a tad...just enough for Brooklyn to counter Fiona's finisher with her own, the killer BAM! move--driving her knee into the back of Fiona's noggin! Thanks to the distraction, Madrox winds up getting the one, two, and THREEEEEEE!!!!!!}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
āYou Havenāt Been Paying Attention...ā
---------------------------------------------------------- {Camera cuts backstage after the match as Fiona moves through the building. It looks as though she's about to settle in for an interview as she walks towards a man working on a camera with his back turned.}Fiona McFly: I was told to come back here? {The cameraman turns, revealing himself to be Dean Harper. Dean flashes a wide grin.}Dean Harper: Of Course, Mrs. McFly. We're ready for your closeup, now. {Fiona whirls around as though about to flee, but finds herself face to face with Rowan MacDonnough, sledgehammer in hand. Rowan's eyes flash with malice as she steps forward, turning the hammer in her hands.}Rowan MacDonnough: I warned you, Fiona. I warned you that you wouldn't get away that easily...! {She raises the hammer, about to strike, but before she can Riley Gordon arrives with several members of security who move to keep them separate.}Riley Gordon: Woah, woah! What the hell is this? What are you trying to do? Rowan MacDonnough: This one struck me with this hammer in my home. I am merely repaying a debt. Riley Gordon: Look, I know that you're used to people just bending over and doing what you want, MacDonnough, but I'm not about to let this fly. I won't sit back and just let you pummel this girl outside the ring on camera, do you understand? Fiona McFly: Don't protect me, Ms. Gordon! If Rowan wants a fight, then I'm more than happy to let it come! Bring it on, you b- Riley Gordon: You know what? Fine. Rowan, if you want a piece of Fiona McFly, then you'll have to do it in the ring. {Rowan laughs.}Rowan MacDonnough: I would love nothing more than to break this girl while the world watches. Agreed. Riley Gordon: Not so fast. If you want this fight, then it's yours, but you're not getting it for free. You want a fight with her, then you can do it at October Revolution... and put your Diamonds Championship on the line. {Rowan's eyes narrow very slightly before she turns and stares down the shorter Irish Woman across the room from her. She tilts her head to the side threateningly before she nods once, holding a hand towards Riley Gordon.}Rowan MacDonnough: We have a bargain. Riley Gordon: Good. Fiona? Fiona McFly: Pfffft. I'm not afraid of you, or your Pack. You're on. ----------------------------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCH
Dejuan Dawson vs Mr Happy
---------------------------------------------------------- {Mr. Happy by ICP hits the pa. Mr. Happy comes dancing out onto the stage shaking bottles of Root Beer Faygo. He shakes one then sends it flying off the ramp and into the crowd like a soda rocket. The other he rips open and spills all over his face and mouth before running down the ramp and sliding into the ring.}Terri Morasco: Mr Happy has been in something of a slump the last couple months but heās looking to turn things around against new comer, Dejaun Dawson. Vasco Dias: Yeah, Happy may want to reconsider that thought because Dawson? Heās going to wreck Happyās ish. Terri Morasco: Ish? Vasco Dias: Ya heard me. {The baseline for "Out Da Hood" hits and Dejaun Dawson emerges through the curtain bobbing his head. He stands at the top of the ramp looking out at the crowd holding his hand in front of his eyes like a visor before making his way towards the ring slapping hands with the fans along the way.}Vasco Dias: Dejaun Dawson looks more than ready to whip this painted up freaks butt all over the ring. Terri Morasco: Happy may be on the comical side but he has been in the business for a decade. Vasco Dias: And Happy has literally done nothing! Nothing! And Dejaun Dawson is going to steam roll Happy on his way to greatness! {The referee calls for the bell and Dejaun Dawson literally runs Mr Happy over with a tremendous big boot that sends Happy head over heels onto his stomach! Dejaun turns to face the hard camera and pounds his chest with a roar.}Vasco Dias: Dejaun Dawson looking impressive out the gate! Terri Morasco: That was a huge big boot by Dawsone! Vasco Dias: Dawson knocked Happyās teeth into his skull! {Happy pushes himself up off the mat but Dawson clubs him hard over the back and then levels Happy with a discus clothesline that sends Happy face first back onto the mat. Dejaun grabs Happy by the back of the neck and pulls him up to his feet in one move then hits Happy with a huge European upper cut! Happy stumbles backward into the corner but Dawson grabs him around the throat and chucks Happy out of the corner with a two handed choke toss!}Vasco Dias: What a choke toss by Dawson! Terri Morasco: Dejaun is having his way with Mr Happy tonight! Vasco Dias: As a man of his size and power should! {Dejaun seems to be taking his time,not going right for the pin. Mr Happy is slow to get to his feet but he eventually gets there and turns right into a one armed spine buster from Dejaun Dawson! Happy us down flat on his back and Dejaun starts to nod his head in excitement as he looks to the crowd and points to the top rope for a pop.}Terri Morasco: Dejaun shouldnāt waste this kind of time. Vasco Dias: Let the kid showboat, Terri, itās not like he can lose. Terri Morasco: Anything can happen in the IWF. {Dejaun marches to the corner of the ring and steps out onto the apron, he looks to the crowd for another pop before stepping onto the second rope and pulling himself up onto the top rope.Dejaun centers himself and looks down on Happy flat on his back, unmoving. Dawson points at Happy with duel finger guns and then leaps off the top rope with a Senton Bomb but Happy gets his knees up!!!Dawson crashes and burns over the knees of Mr Happy and rolls off of him in severe pain.}Vasco Dias: Crash and burn! Terri Morasco: Dawson made a rookie mistake taking too much time to capitalize on the fallen Happy. Vasco Dias: Unbelievable. {Happy wastes no time getting to his feet and stumbling to the ropes. Happy pulls himself up to the top rope, steadies himself and then comes off the top with the Happy Go Round and crashes right on top of Dejaun Dawson! Happy covers and the referee moves in, ONE! TWO! THREE!!!}Vasco Dias: Three hundred and sixty five pounds came crashing down on that Happy go Round! Terri Morasco: Dawson made one mistake that cost him this match. Vasco Dias: A mistake Iām sure he will never repeat. {The referee holds Happyās hand in victory as Dawson rolls to the outside looking extremely dejected over the loss.}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
āTeaching Moment...ā
---------------------------------------------------------- {Sacrifice moves to the backstage area where Dejaun Dawson sits on a bench in the locker room, his elbow resting on his knees as he hangs his head after an embarrassing loss to Mr. Happy. Dejaun hears someone lightly clear their throat and brushes his dreds away from his face as he looks up to see Muru standing in the doorway of the locker room.}Dejaun Dawson: You come to rub it in dawg? Muru: Rub it in? Thereās no shame in what happened out there tonight. This is the Imperial Wrestling Federation, the best of the best. This isnāt the small time that youāre used to. {Dejaun shakes his head and laughs sarcastically.}Dejaun Dawson: Yeah bro, cause Mr. Happy is real impressive. I got beat by a guy that never wins. Maybe I ain't cut out for tha big time. Muru: If you keep thinking that way then youāre right. Your ability and confidence got you this far. Thereās no reason to be down about things just because things havenāt gone your way. You keep doing what you know youāre capable of, what I know youāre capable of and youāll be just fine. Dejaun Dawson: What makes you think I'm capable of anything more than what I've shown? Why you even takin time to talk to me? We're in totally different places in our careers and I said some pretty harsh shit about you before our match. Muru: Iāve been around a long time. Iāve seen and heard my fair share of āshitā. Iām just trying to do for you what I wish someone had done for me. I want you to know that we all know what itās like to be the new guy. I figured I could just offer some advice, or at the very least be a friendly face in the locker room. {Dejaun smiles and nods.}Dejaun Dawson: I appreciate that dawg, sorry if I came off a lil defense. I just ain't never had many people actually give a damn about me. {Dawson stands up, towering over the veteran standing in front of him.} Dejaun Dawson: So what would you have done differently against Mr. Happy? Muru: First off I would have won...Iām just messing with you big guy. How about I take on Mr Happy at October Revolution? We can turn it into a teaching moment if youāre interested. You can accompany me to the ring and find out first hand. How about it? Dejaun Dawson: I'm down. You're an alright dude, Muru. {With that Muru extends his hand and the big rookie gives him a puzzled look} Dejaun Dawson: What is that about? Muru:... it's a handshake. I stick my hand out and you shake it. {Dejaun laughs.}Dejaun Dawson: Na homey, we fist bump nowadays. {Dejaun sticks his fist out and Muru taps his own fist against his as we fade to commercial.}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
āDown the Middle...ā
---------------------------------------------------------- {Backstage, outside the men's locker room. Jayson Matthews is calming walking, already dressed in his referee shirt for tonight's number one contenders' match. He stops as he spots Chris Card stepping through the door and addresses the "Real Man's Wrestler" with a note of caution in his voice}Jayson Matthews: Chris Card. Just the man I needed to talk to. Chris Card: Ah, the new member of the refereeing corps. I hope you're looking forward to tonight's match. Jayson Matthews: Yup. I'm going to make sure the right thing happens. Calling it right down the middle. Chris Card: Against the man that attacked us last week? Well, if that's the way you want to play it. But wouldn't screwing Gilmore over feel like more of the right thing to do? I mean he has done nothing, and I mean NOTHING to earn any level of favouritism from you. Jayson Mathews: You are right, Chris. But I would also not mind facing him at October Revolution. It would give me a chance to get my hands on him. So I am going to take the moral high ground and call the match as I see it. After all, I wouldn't want to be seen to show any bias. I'm wearing this shirt with responsibility. Chris Card: Take the moral high ground? You've been talking to old Hawkypoos haven't you? You've had the lecture. Jayson Matthews: If you want to know if I have been talking to my trainer, my mentor, then yes. And I'm going to do business properly. And that means no cheating, Chris. Because I am not afraid to disqualify you. Chris Card: Understood. Jayson Matthews: I'm serious, Chris. There are lines that you just can't cross tonight. The rules are in place for a reason. Chris Card: Trust me, Jayson. You'll see no cheating out of me tonight. {Jayson smiles, convinced that he's got the right answer out of Card.}Jayson Matthews: Promise? Chris Card: I stand by what I said. That is a promise. Jayson Matthews: Good. ----------------------------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCH
Special Referee: Jayson Matthews
James Gilmore vs Chris Card
---------------------------------------------------------- {Cannons shooting jets of water blast high into the air as Digital Summer's "Playing the Saint" begins to play. A lone blue spotlight appears on-stage as James Gilmore steps in from behind the curtain. Sporting red, white, and blue all-American themed tights with matching boots and tassels and a T-shirt bearing the logo of his alma mater. Carrying his patriotic-themed surfboard with him, James passes through before sliding his longboard underneath the ring and hopping in to wait for his opponent. Jayson Matthews Is already in the ring at this point}Alison Valance: Ladies and gentleman now entering the ring standing at 5ā11ā weighing in at 190 pounds hailing from Corpus Christi Texas JAMES GILMORE! Terri Morasco: James Gilmore looking to get back on the proverbial campaign trail after his recent PR disaster with Lindsey Grawn. Vasco Dias: Donāt politicize my wrestling! USA! USA! James Gilmore is a patriot! {Purple and white spotlights home in on the entrance area as the opening drum fill to "DC Sound Attack!" plays. As the harmonica and guitars start up, Chris Card walks the first few steps out from the curtain and pauses, soaking in the atmosphere and cracking an enigmatic smile. After a brief nod of acknowledgement to the crowd, Card walks purposefully down to the ring.}"The optics of it are not important, The public don't give a damn, I see you're in need of consultation now, Everybody needs a sinister hand" Alison Valance: WEIGHING IN AT TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY POUNDS AND FIGHTING OUT OF TORONTO, ONTARIO, CANADA, HE IS "THE REAL MAN'S WRESTLER", "TECHNICAL PERFECTION" CHRIIIIIIIIIIIIS CAAAAAAAAAAAAARD! {Card rolls under the bottom rope and stands in the center of the ring, basking in the crowd reaction before retreating to his corner to be checked over by the referee.}Terri Morasco: Jayson Matthews our official for this match Vasco Dias: Biased! A sham! A travesty of justice! {Jayson backs up and gestures the two to start to close up locking up once Card Backs up Gilmore to the corner where Jayson counts and has to force the break ducking between the two and as they do so Gilmore fakes a punch , Card meanwhile actually slaps Gilmore with a smile stepping back with a little shrug as Gilmore charges at Card only for card to side step him and pull on Gilmoreās tights to roll him up}Matthews: Hey! Aw man! ONE!!! TWO!! THRā¦ NO! Vasco Dias: Card almost Stole a victory! Terri Morasco: Jayson Matthews didnāt see it! Vasco Dias: Terrible Officiating! {Card backs up even as Gilmore runs at him again Card goes to side step him again but Gilmore ducks the hand to keep running and loops both arms on the top rope to stop himself short and then try to roll through Against Card only fro Card to walk away in a small circle as Gilmore tries to drop kick him, quickly kneeling to lock in a headlock and pull Gilmore to a vertical base before Gilmore begins to slowly, slowly work his way out of the hold as they get to the top Card smiles as he switches his own grip to that of a top wrist lock and then powers Gilmore down with a sweep dropping him to the mat a before quickly switching into a grounded Headlock scarf hold just leaning back on Gilmore with a smile as he starts to crank the head now and again} Vasco Dias: REF! CHOKE! Look at this amateur refereeing! Terri Morasco: His arm isnāt anywhere near his windpipe! Vasco Dias: itās the generally smug odor! Heās assaulting a political figure! {Gilmore slowly surely works himself to his feet again taking a moment to give Card a liver dig once twice turning into card to push him into the ropes and follows him up to hit the EXECUTIVE ORDER! On card bouncing off Cardās Chest after the double stomp he scrambles towards Card car , more out of instinct and desperate survival catches James into an omoplata ā¦.and eye rakes him Matthews breaking the hold to give Matthews a stern telling to even as Card protests his innocence backing into the corner and a hand moving behind him to loosen one of the turnbuckle pads whilst he argues with Matthews Jerking it Loose as he steps forwards and smiling Matthews not quite spotting the damage just yet}Vasco Dias: Dammitā¦ I could do better than this Terri Morasco: Then why donāt you?! Vasco Dias: Apathy {Card charges forwards only for gill more to stomp on one of Cards feet Card cries out on pain limps a little, and then stomps on one of Gilmoreās feet the two of them limp in a mirror image fashion before playing an attempted tit āfor tat stomping game for the others feet each of them moving out of the way as it starts to escalate before Matthews comes in to berate them both ..Card and Gilmore pause , look at each other and stomp of Both of Matthews Feet before walking the ring in a weird limpy strut holding Mathews hands before Matthews pulls his hands out and cautions both men turning .. to spot the loosened turnbuckle pad as Card sensing his opportunity low blows Gilmore whilst he shakes off the foot stomp and rolls out of the ring as Matthews is having difficulty getting the pad back on}Vasco Dias: Thatās desecration of a national monument! HERSEY! TRAITOR! Terri Morasco: Will you Stop?! {Card rolls back in Holding a briefcase in his hands taking a moment he waits for Gilmore to turn around before blasting him with the case! Which drops open to drop a couple of bricks on the mat, Car quickly disposes of the briefcase and a singular brick quickly rolling over to cover Glimore as Matthews turns around and counts!}ONE TWO THREE! {Card jumps up and celebrates , running to a corner as Matthews goes to check on Gilmore}Alison Valance: THE WINNER OF THE MATCH AND YOUR NEW NUM.... {Gilmore cuts off the ring announcer}James Gilmore: {Groggy} N-Now you just hold on there one gosh darn second. That gawd forsaken cheater is at it again and I WILL NOT STAND FOR IT. Jayson Matthews. You always promise to do the right thing by people. Now do the right thing by me and DISQUALIFY CHRIS CARD NOW. {Matthews shrugs his shoulders, not knowing why Gilmore is ranting at him}James Gilmore: Look at the damn dust there in the ring. {Gilmore indicates a small amount of brick red dust that has fallen onto the ring}James Gilmore: Check that damn case. Cuz that ain't my case. {In Chris Card's corner of the ring, the offending briefcase is laying on the canvas. Matthews walks over and looks at it quizzically, spotting that there is a thin coating of the same red dust around the seams. Matthews calls for Alison's mic while Card gets his own handed up from the ringside area.}Jayson Matthews: What's in the case, Chris? Chris Card: Well, Jayson. I'm a helpful guy. I just thought that Mr. Gilmore here might need a little assistance. Seeing as he regularly calls... {Card opens the briefcase up and a small pile of bricks falls out of it onto the ring.}Chris Card: For a wall to be built. {Jayson's expression turns to one of anger. He points an accusative finger at Card.}Jayson Matthews: You dirty, manipulative little liar Chris Card. You promised you wouldn't cheat. James Gilmore: That's what I've been saying about him. Card is a cheat and a liar. He doesn't deserve to be in a decent folks' promotion never mind a damn title match. Chris Card: Did you see me cheat, Jayson? Jayson Matthews: But you cheated. Chris Card: But did you SEE me cheat. Answer me honestly, Jayson. James Gilmore: Like you'd know anything about honesty, Mr. Card. Jayson Matthews: No. I did not see you cheat. Chris Card: As I promised that you wouldn't. So that's my end of the bargain kept up. And as you didn't see me cheat, you can't disqualify me. Quod est demonstrandum. {James Gilmore looks absolutely furious at this turn of events. Jayson looks... betrayed.}Jayson Matthews: You know what, Chris. You're right. I cannot call what I did not see. So I'm not going to disqualify you. But you know what I can do? I can throw the whole match out. I call no contest on this whole thing. And seeing as that leaves me with no clear number one contender, I'm going to name YOU, James Gilmore... {Gilmore smiles, as he sees that justice has been done}Jayson Matthews: And YOU, Chris Card. {Gilmore's face curls back up into a snarl. Card smiles but it looks a little forced}Jayson Matthews: As joint #1 contenders. And I will see you both at October Revolution. And then you will see that for all your mind games, your sneak attacks... {Jayson looks pointedly at Gilmore}Jayson Matthews: And your weasel words... {Jayson looks pointedly at Card this time}Jayson Matthews: NOBODY makes a monkey out of Jayson Matthews! Terri Morasco: Three way dance at October Revolution! The Invictus Division is heating up! Vasco Dias: I'm not sure that idiot Jayson Matthews made the right call. But I love the result, Terri! Let the carnage flow! ----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
āMen of Steel...ā
---------------------------------------------------------- {We Fade in on the ring Devlin Raine already in the squared circle pacing backwards and forwards as Alison Valance, Ryan Fulway, James Nash, Sarah Cavanaugh and Dean Harper stand by the somewhat ominous Big black desk (tm) Contracts on board and Man of Steel belt laid pride of place on a lectern as Dean is glowering at Devlin and Vice versa.}Alison Valance: "You join us now for the official October Revolution Man of Steel contract signing. Introducing first, The Challenger Representing THE PACK. He stands at Six feet Two inches and Weighed in this morning at 200 pounds. Fighting out of Sioux Falls, South Dakota by way of The Pack Compound, The MOST LOYAL DEAN HARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPEEEEEEEEEERRRR!" {Dean turns towards the crowd with throat cut, doesn't even hesitate on signing ink to paper and gets up into Devlin's face with a smirk as Devlin looks down just a bit with his trademark smile as he looks at the crowd, then the belt, then the assembled staff and Dean}Terri Morasco: Dean Harper in the face of the challenger he doesn't want to go through the formalities! Vasco Dias: Paper words for a paper champion! Alison Valance: And Now, your Man of Steel Champion, standing at Six feet, Three inches he weighed in this morning at 210 Pounds fighting out of Chicago, Illinois! THE DESTINY DEALER DEVLIN RAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNEEE! {Devlin turns his back on Dean briefly to pick up the Man of Steel Belt and raise it high climbing a turnbuckle briefly and holding it aloft with that continued smile before hopping down himself , moving smoothly to the table to sign away and the Belt getting lid on the ground between Devlin ad Dean the tow standing either side and starting to get in each other's faces to start talking to each other, Staff members start to step in that table getting shoved to one side and Dean pretty much shoves Ryan aside to charge at Devlin and Devlin is quick to move Nash out the way to collect a punch and then the two start swinging!}Vasco Dias: The ink is barely dry and they've already stared trading blows! I love it! {Dean gets a moment of the upper hand moving back to try and Take Devlin's head off with DANCE THE SPIRAL! Devlin steps back and as Dean's back is tuned he locks in a quick wrist lock and attempts a SUBSPACE SLIDE, Dean uses the momentum to land on his feet as Devlin lands on his knees with a look that says it all and Dean tries to take Devlin's Head off with a NO FATE. Devlin slaps the knee aside and stands up as Security swarm the ring and seperate the two very briefly}Vasco Dias: Holy...Did you see that?! Dean Harper reversed the Subspace slide! GENIUS! {Terri barely has chance to get her line out as a security guard gets pushed to one side, Harper mounts the table and leaps onto Devlin and the security crew surrounding them! rolling to the outside as Dean and Devlin exchange blows again, Devlin attempts his own NO FATE on Dean who similarly Pushes Devlin's leg aside and then he had to quickly Step Back as Devlin follows the momentum Around to miss his own version of the DANCE THE SPIRAL His face contorting in rage as Security swarms the two again and they are split up screaming at each other faces red}Terri Morasco: The Harper Raine Feud continues to get worse and worse and come October they have an excuse! Vasco Dias: Where we'll see Raine's head on a spike! Love it! ----------------------------------------------------------
MIXED TAG TEAM MATCH
Nighthawk & Astrid Hall vs The Pack (Caleb Lockwood & Maxine Valentine)
---------------------------------------------------------- Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is a mixed tag match! Terri Morasco: This is looking to be one of the more exciting matches of the night, Vasco, with a pair of savage rivalries and a mix of some of the most exciting talent in the IWF.
Vasco Dias: Say what you will, Terri, but any time The Pack gets involved in a match my skin starts crawling. {As the ring announcer moves to a neutral corner the lights in the sold-out arena dim for just a moment as the opening strains of "I Remember (Spartan X Intro)" by Tristam boom out over the sound speakers, as Nighthawk walks to the ring confidently shaking hands with the crowd as he does so.}Alison Valance: Introducing first, from Chicago Illinois, weighing in at 185 poundsā¦ The Wrestling Machine, NIGHTHAWK! {Climbing up on the outside of the 2nd and 3rd turnbuckles the "Wrestling Machine" exhorts the crowd to make more and more noise before climbing into the ring and submitting himself to be checked out by the referee.}
Terri Morasco: Nighthawkās been picking up the pace since his return, and seems particularly eager to take the fight to The Pack tonight! Vasco Dias: He picked up an early win against Rowanās Most Loyal, and is now turning his attention to the others. Will he have the same luck there that he had against Rowanās right hand man? {The arena is filled with blue and green light as Immigrant Song begins to play, evoking colors of the sea or the forest. As the music intensifies, Lights shine down to reveal Astrid entering through the crowd, huge smile on her face as she descends towards the ring, carrying a viking-style shield as she approaches.}
Alison Valance: And his partner, from Trondheim, Norway, weighing in at 185 poundsā¦ The Valkyrie, ASTRID HALL!
{She interacts with the crowd, laughing with them and allowing some of them to take selfies with her, giving high-fives and fist bumps all the way down. Her manager, Emma Danielson, walks behind her, smiling and interacting with the crowd as well, though not in as show-stealing a way. Before leaving the crowd, Astrid hands the shield to a young girl declaring āAnyone can be a hero - welcome to the Shield Wall, Sister!ā. She leaps into the ring, pumped up and beaming after one last fist bump with Emma, jumping onto the ropes with a triumphant fist in the air taking in the crowdās cheers before eventually settling into her corner, still brimming with energy.}
Terri Morasco: Astridās coming off a hot win last week, and you can definitely tell that the crowd is beyond happy to see her come back. Vasco Dias: The question is, then, whether she has what it takes to maintain the momentum? Astrid has a great streak of winning when it doesnāt matter, and slipping up when it does. Alison Valance: And their opponentsā¦ {Lights out. Our Truth by Lacuna Coil begins to play as red lights begin to flash slowly before lights come up on the stage, now shrouded with thick red smoke. As the music swells, dim light begins to come up on the stage, now shrouded with blood red smoke as four silhouettes fade into view.}Vasco Dias: ā¦ Theyāre all here. Alison Valance: Accompanied by Dean Harper and IWF Diamonds Champion Rowan MacDonnough ā Representing The Pack, at a combined weight of 438 poundsā¦ CALEB LOCKWOOD AND MAXINE VALENTINE! {As the guitar kicks in hard, the lights flash onto the stage revealing the four members of the Pack in full, gazing into the crowd and taking in their reaction - cruel but manic laughter from Dean, a cold glare from Maxine, a nodding, savage grin from Caleb, and a dark, gleaming gaze from Rowan as she spreads her arms wide as though welcoming the audience to a religious service. After a few seconds Rowan walks towards the ring, the rest of the Pack following side by side. The surround the ring, also shrouded with red smoke, each one taking a corner and climbing onto the ropes gazing either at the audience or at their victims within, Finally, as one, they all leap into the ring and meet in the center, turning towards the hard camera as the house lights return.}Terri Morasco: A show of force from the self-styled harbingers of IWFās apocalypse. Vasco Dias: Rowan and Dean are settling in at ringside next to Emma Danielson. This wonāt end well. DING! {The match starts with Nighthawk and Caleb facing off against one another. The two of them circle one another, both of them looking serious and focused, before Caleb steps forward to engage the Man of 1000 holds in a lockup. Nighthawk almost seems surprised by his old friendās willingness to engage in that more traditional wresting style, but is more than willing to engage in his bread and butter. The two of them engage in a quick and intense chain of grapples and counters before Caleb pushes Nighthawk against the corner-post. The ref comes in to start the count, and Caleb surprisingly breaks at one, stepping back with his hands out and a smile playing at the corners of his face.}
Vasco Dias: This canāt be right. Whereās the carnage? Caleb Lockwoodās playing it fair! Terri Morasco: These two men were friends once, and I think that through the animosity that now separates them Calebās making it clear that heās still the same man at his core. {Caleb gestures for Nighthawk to bring it on, and the Wrestling Machine happily obliges. The two of them lock up once again, neither of them seeming to be able to get a solid advantage over one another, their skill and understanding of one another turning the chain into an intricate dance of pushes and reversals. Once again the two of them lock up to a standstill in the center of the ring before, almost as one, both of them let go to circle one another again, re-assessing one another and thinking on how to act nextā¦ However, as Caleb circles close to his corner, Maxine rolls her eyes and tags herself in!}
Terri Morasco: And thereās Valentine with the tag! Vasco Dias: Nighthawk looks pissed. I think he was enjoying that clash with Lockwood. Maybe heās worried that Astrid wonāt let him back in?
Terri Morasco: Judging by the look on her face, you might be right thereā¦ {Astrid steps into the ring to take her partnerās place as Maxine does the same, and the two of them stand, staring one another down from opposite corners of the arena. The crowd roars in approval of the two women staring one another down once again given the blowout fights theyāve had in the past. The two of them glance around the audience, taking in their reactions with matching grins of savage anticipationā¦ before blitzing across the ring at one another and colliding with explosive force!}
Terri Morasco: The rivalry between these women has never been so ferocious! {Where Caleb and Nighthawkās battle was very calculated and controlled, the bout between Astrid and Maxine is anything but as the two of them unleash pummeling offense upon one another, a chaotic and volatile concoction of rage and unbridled power. There is no pacing between these women, no waiting for the opportune moment to strike at one another with their most dangerous blows. A SPIRAL-PLEX from Maxine! A SPEAR from ASTRID! DONāT LOOK DOWN! WINTERāS GRIP! KARAMBIT! SHIELD BASH! Neither woman stays down even for the ref to count to one, either through their own tenacity or their opponent dragging them back to their feet to continue the onslaught!} Terri Morasco: I donāt know if Iāve ever seen anything like this! The sheer physicality of these two womenā¦
Vasco Dias: Verona isnāt going to be happy if they destroy ANOTHER ring!
{Maxine drives Astrid into the ropes with a massive headbutt, sending the Valkyrie reeling back near her manage, Emma Danielson. With a wicked gleam in her eye, Maxine surges forward and sends Astrid tumbling over the ropes onto Emma with a Big Boot! Astrid and Emma collapse to the floor, with Astrid checking frantically to make sure that her friend and manager wasnāt hurt by the fall. Maxine follows right after them, continuing her attack outside the ring. The ref, bewildered and confused, begins counting as the two women heedlessly fight one another. Astrid drives Maxine crashing through the barricade with a thunderous SPEAR, but Maxine rallies quickly as the battle spills into the audience. Emma and Nighthawk leap into action, neither of them wanting to see the fans get hurt as they rush to pull the fight back into the ringā¦ but the two giants have gone completely berserk. Emma tries to wrench Maxine away from Astrid, but Maxine replies by driving Emma to the floor with a forearm smashā¦ and then the former Diamonds Championās eyes light up with the thirst for battle that had long since been tempered.}
Vasco Dias: What is going on!?! {Emma leaps to her feet and charges forward, taking Maxine down hard with a BROOKLYN HANGOVER, and the crowd explodes with delight as the Hardcore Hellion enters the fray with vigor! As one manager enters the battle, however, so too does Rowan ā who had previously been watching with cool satisfaction ā dash forward with violent intent, driving Emma to the concrete with a Flying Headscissors! Furious at seeing Emma attacked so savagely, Nighthawk moves towards Rowanā¦ only to find Caleb interjecting himself between him and the Man of 1000 Holds, stopping his approach short with a superkick to the knee!}
Terri Morasco: Somebody has to put a stop to this insanity, this has gone too far! {Almost as soon as Terri has spoken, the ref signals to the bell-keeper ā ending the match in a no-contest. The fight, however, shows no sign of stopping on the outside as security piles in towards the teeming fray! Astrid and Maxine are tangled in a brutal flurry of heavy-handed blows, Caleb and Nighthawk are going at one another in an all-out brawl, and Rowan and Emma Danielson are attacking one another with steel chairs, both women seeming intent on driving the other through the commentary table. Security begins to rush in, but Dean Harper responds by flashing an insane grin. He cracks his neck and leaps up into the ring as he watches security pour down the rampā¦ only to run across the ring and meet them all with a huge FATAL FRAME to the outside, taking down the security guards like dominoes!} Vasco Dias: STEEEE-RIKE!
Terri Morasco: Who raised you, and what did you do to offend them?! {Dean tangles with the security guards, laughing like a maniac as he tries to hold them off, but there are simply too many for a single madman to tie up on the ramp. Security surges around the ring and quickly separates Caleb and Nighthawk, and are even able to pull Emma and Rowan away from one anotherā¦ but these is nothing that they can seem to do to prevent Maxine and Astrid from tearing one another ā and the arena ā apart. Those few who do make the effort find themselves helpless to pull the two women away, both of them seeming completely oblivious to their surroundings save the will to break one another. The two of them break apart for a few brief momentsā¦ but only long enough for Maxine to grab one of the heavy chairs from behind the announce table, hurling it into Astridās head to send her crashing to the floor! Maxine snaps forward with savagery, using the heavy chair to continue to pummel the down Valkyrie, shrugging off security personnel like flies.}
Terri Morasco: These two women are forces of nature! Itās going to take one hell of a force to break them apart! {As if on cue, the lights go out before the tron flickers to life with a flick of orange hair, before "In God We Trustā by Sweet Little Machine blasts out of the PA with orange and green lights flashing wildly, in time with the drums.}"ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! NAH, NAH, NAH NAH! NAH NAH-NAH NAH NAH!" {The crowd chant along with the song, as Shea OāHara barges through the curtain and charges full tilt down the ramp to ringside!}Vasco Dias: Itās Shea OāHara!! {Shea jumps up onto the barricade, running across it with impressive speed and balance, slipping effortlessly around the crowd of mixed competitors and security before vaulting off the barricade and slamming into Maxine with a ST. PATRICKāS PARADE!}
Crowd: This is awesome! This is awesome!
{The Shieldmaiden quickly kips up to her feet, interceding herself between Maxine and Astrid as she locks eyes with the Packās resident giant. Astrid pulls herself to her feet, bloodied but smiling like a woman possessed as she steps forward, clearly intent on continuing the fight, but the Shieldmaiden puts out a hand to stop her advance. Slowly and intently, Maxine points directly at Shea, then back at herselfā¦ and then to the hanging sign above advertising October Revolution. The crowd cheers its approval as Maxine turns and climbs back into the ring, where she is quickly joined by the rest of The Pack. Before any of the other wrestlers or security can follow, the lights all black outā¦ and when they return there is nothing left but crimson smoke.}
Vasco Dias: Well, that just happened. Terri Morasco: The Pack certainly brought their own brand of mayhem to the ring tonight, Vasco, but at least the madness was stopped before anyone could be seriously hurt. Vasco Dias: Weāll see how long that lack of injury lasts, because if that last moment was any indication it looks like Maxine Valentine is looking for a showdown against the Shieldmaiden at October Revolution! Terri Morasco: Thatās what it looks like, Vasco. Weāll find out for sure soon enough. In the meantime, letās cut to a break as ring staff puts things back togetherā¦ ----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
āYou First!ā
---------------------------------------------------------- {āThe War Isn't Over Yetā by Eye Empire blasts from the PA bringing the crowd to their feet as Mason St. Croix emerges through the curtain. Just as he was last week, Mason is dressed in street clothes and carrying a rope with a noose tied at the end. Once he reaches the ring he demands a microphone and takes the center.}Mason St. Croix: Blake, I'm here and I want an answerā¦ {The crowd is buzzing as they wait for the lights to go out.}Terri Morasco: After everything heās been through I canāt believe Mason St. Croix still wants this fight. Vasco Dias: Look, there is no doubt in my mind that God is the greatest wrestler ever but I canāt take anything away from Mason St. Croix, heās a brave son of a bitch. {As Mason stands waiting when the lights suddenly go out only this time the tones of āSailā by Devildriver hit the pa. Angel Blake is illuminated by a spot light on the apron in a spiked leather coat with a chain wrapped around his fist which is attached to the panther, Shelly.}Vasco Dias: God is here! Terri Morasco: And heās brought the panther! Vasco Dias: Her name is Shelly! {Blake slowly saunters down the ramp with the panther walking in lock step as Mason St. Croix watches from the ring. The painted face of the mad man is brimming with a sadistic smile as he slowly approaches the ring. Blake stands before the ring as Mason watches him carefully. Angel pats the panther until it sits on the padded floor.}Terri Morasco: I donāt like this. Vasco Dias: You shouldnāt, this is God at his finest! {As Mason watches Angel outside of the ring we see several dozen hooded figures make their way through the crowd and climb over the crowd barrier to surround the ring. Mason sees them as the ring is surrounds, Angel hands the reigns of the panther off to a follower and slowly walks up the steels steps to enter the ring.}Vasco Dias: Now Mason is going to learn the true power of God! Terri Morasco: The true power of god?! You mean the numbers game!? Vasco Dias: Exactly! {Blake speaks without using a microphone or opening his mouth, his voice booms through out the arena.}āMy sonā¦ You requested a tragedyā¦ A Hangingā¦ You requested a means to an endā¦ And while I do not agree with the method I am left with no other choiceā¦ You were supposed to die for their sinsā¦ā{Angel gestures toward the crowd.}āBut now you will hang for yoursā¦ You are not the martyr they needā¦ You will be the victim they deserveā¦ā{Mason smirks for a moment as Angel has accepted the match but no sooner do the words leave his mouth than Blakeās followers begin to climb up on the apron.}Terri Morasco: Oh no. Vasco Dias: Donāt mess with a God who has a following! Terri Morasco: I donāt believe this. They will be fighting in a Hangmanās Death Cage, is this necessary!? Vasco Dias: Mason St. Croix is just getting what he deserves! {The hooded figures start to climb into the ring but Mason takes off and crashes into several of them and sends them flying off the apron. Another bunch move into the ring but Mason knocks one out with an upper cut then grabs another for a huge overhead belly to belly suplex, he drops one with a clothes line over the ropes and drops another with a forearm smash!}Terri Morasco: St. Croix is fighting off the followers! Vasco Dias: How is Mason doing this!? Terri Morasco: Sheer hatred! {Angel takes back the reigns of the panther and starts to back up the ramp as Mason continues to fight off the hooded followers, throwing one clear out of the ring with a German suplex. Mason drills one with a hard right hand. He throws one head first into the other sends both out of the ring. Mason rolls to the outside and grabs a steel chair and begins to lay the followers out one after the other until all two dozen are laying on the ground and Blake stands all the way up at the top of the ramp with his panther in tow.}āAll you had to do was dieā¦ Now you will suffer.ā{Mason yells at the top of his lungs.}Mason St. Croix: YOU FIRST! {Mason drills one more follower before throwing the chair on the ground and glaring up to Blake who simply disappears into the back leaving Mason alone with bodies he has beaten.}Terri Morasco: In seven days one of these men will hang the other and quite literally only one will walk away! Vasco Dias: No! A God will hang a man and God will walk away. Terri Morasco: Iām not so sure about that. ----------------------------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCH
Sara Garcia vs Keira Hunter
---------------------------------------------------------- Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. {āOver Youā by Girlicious plays throughout the arena. Seventeen seconds into the song, Sara comes out to a negative reaction as she holds her hand in the air above her head, her index finger pointed down at herself as she does a quick spin around before walking down to the ring, talking herself up to all of those in attendance and everyone watching at home.}Alison Valance: Accompanied to the ring by Paige Garcia, from San Diego, California, weighing 135 poundsā¦SARA Garcia! {Sara jumps up on the apron, posing for the crowd, showing off her beauty before sitting on the middle rope and swinging her legs to the left, pulling the rest of her body in as well. She poses again for the crowd who boo as Sara waits for the match to begin.}Terri Morasco: Sara joined Brooklyn Madrox in defeating the team of Rayne and Crystal Millar. Vasco Dias: She did. She showed the world that sheās not a mere shadow, and tonight she looks to continue that against one of the up and coming stars in the division. Alison Valance: And her opponentā¦ {"Hanging On By A Thread" by The Letter Black begins to play as Keira walks out onto the stage, a leather jacket covering her pale upper body, hanging open. At the eleven second mark as the lyrics begin, she rips the jacket off and heads to the ring.}Alison Valance: From Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 128 pounds...KEIRA...HUNTEEER!!! {Keira jumps up on the apron and steps into the ring. She starts smacking her fist into her hand, waiting for the match to begin.}Terri Morasco: And this young lady has been ascending the ranks quickly here in the IWF, even garnering a Shieldmaiden Title Shot at Open Fight Night. Vasco Dias: She came up short, letās see if sheās able to rebound from her defeat. {The two women circle before locking up in the center of the ring. The tie up ends up in the corner, Sara the advantage. The referee calls for the break, and it looks to be clean until Sara slaps Keira across the face and screams at her. āITāS ALL ABOUT ME!ā}Terri Morasco: A horrible show of disrespect by Sara Garcia. Vasco Dias: Sometimes you just have to teach these youngins a lesson. {Keira rubs her face as Sara backs up with a huge smile on her face, her arms outstretched as if to say āWhat are you going to do about it?ā
To her credit Keira keeps her composure and the two women circle once more, locking up again in the center of the ring, only to have Keira go behind Sara with a waistlock before releasing it and slapping her in the back of the head. Sara stumbles forward, grabbing the rope, a look of surprise on her face mixed with a bit of anger as she stares back at her younger foe who simply shrugs her shoulders.
Sara turns and charges Keira who sidesteps her, wrapping the frustrated Garcia around the waist, and hitting her with a German Suplex, bridging into a cover but only getting a two count before Sara is able to escape the attempt. The two get back to their feet and Sara goes for a Clothesline, but Keira ducks and grabs her by the neck, executing a nice neckbreaker, floating into the cover before again getting a two count before Sara can get her shoulder up.
Keira is up on her knees as Sara rolls to the outside.}Terri Morasco: I donāt think that Sara was expecting all of this so quickly from Keira. Vasco Dias: Itās fine. She just needs to regroup and move on from there. {Sara climbs back on the apron and Keira rushes in, perhaps making her first mistake of the match as Sara grabs her by the head and pulls her throat-first over the top rope as Sara drops to the floor. Sara then slides back in the ring and hits Keira in the back of the leg with a hard Chop Block, crippling Keira to the mat. She then grabs the injured leg and drops a series of elbow on it before grabbing Keira by the ankle and DDTing her foot into the canvas!}Terri Morasco: It looks as if Sara has targeted the leg of Keira. Vasco Dias: Brilliant. Itās hard to pick someone up on your shoulders with a bum leg. Terri Morasco: This is true, but Keira has other moves in her arsenal as well. {Sara grabs hold of the leg again and spins around with a toe-hold, looking for a Figure Four but Keira is able to kick her off with the good leg. Sara turns and comes back for another go, but Keira catches her off guard with a Small Package, but only gets a two count before Sara springs out of the pin attempt to drop her feet right into the face of Keira with a Basement Dropkick!}Terri Morasco: The momentum has definitely turned here. Vasco Dias: Just weathering the storm. {Sara stomps away at the knee again, and by now Keira is writhing in pain, nearly in tears as the slightly more experienced Sara continues to punish her, now turning her into a Single Leg Crab as Keira screams out in agony, clawing for the bottom rope. Sara yells āASK HER!ā as the referee continues to check on Keira who screams in defiance as she lunges for the bottom rope, her last stretch, just barely enough to grab hold of the rope, breaking the hold after a count of four!}Terri Morasco: Sara using every bit of that five count. Vasco Dias: As she should...itās only breaking the rules if the referee gets to five. {Sara turns and gloats as Keira struggles to her feet, barely able to put any weight on the injured leg. Sara turns and stalks Keira who gingerly steps toward the corner, hitting her again with a VICIOUS CHOP BLOCK that nearly turns Keira upside down as she grasps at her knee, the referee getting between the two.}Terri Morasco: The referee checking on Keira as her knee has taken a huge toll in this match. Vasco Dias: Itās a perfect game plan, and it doesnāt look like Saraās done! {Sara stomps in and pulls Keira out of the corner, lifting her up and over for the first of a series of three Vertical Suplexes! She then floats over a third time lifting Keira up for the āMoment of Blissā Cradle DDT, but somehow Keira fights her way out of it with shots to the midsection, allowing her to stand long enough on her bad leg to grab hold of Sara and take her down with her own series move, a set of Clotheslines, the third of which Keira simply lunges forward, no longer able to put the strength needed in her leg.}Terri Morasco: Both women are down, but itās quite obvious that Keiraās leg is really bothering her. Vasco Dias: Well duh! Did you see those Chop Blocks? {The two women are slow to their feet, each using the ropes to get up. Sara fires off wildly and Keira ducks. Sara turns right into a STANDING SIDE KICK from Keira that didnāt get as much thrust as it should have being the bad leg. Sara bounces off of the ropes and Keira is able to get her up on her shoulders for what looks like her version of the Ushigoroshi that she calls the Spirit Breaker, but her leg buckles and Sara falls behind her. Sara, now back on her feet, kicks Keira right in the back of the head, collapsing the young star, perhaps knocking her out. Sara pulls her back to her feet and cradles her before dropping her with the āMoment of Blissā in the center of the ring, floating Keira overā¦
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
The bell rings as āOver Youā begins to play on the speakers.}Alison Valance: Here is your winner...SARA GAAAAARCIAAAAA! Terri Morasco: A nice win for Sara over the former Shieldmaiden contender in Keira. Vasco Dias: She told the world what she was setting out to do...and then she did it. {Sara motions at her waist with a smile, continuing her celebration as we fade to a commercial.}----------------------------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCH
Gabriela Luna vs Kate Steele
---------------------------------------------------------- {The match is a generally fast-paced affair, with both women using their high-flying repertoires to try and outpace each other. As the match reaches a fever pitch, Kate has just scored a near-fall off of a float-over DDT. She pounds the mat in frustration, eyeing the ropes, and as Gabriela groggily reaches her feet again Kate lashes out, catching her in the ribs with a stiff roundhouse kick to the midsection! Gabriela stumbles back, coming back with a lunging forearm to Kate, who staggers again and responds with another vicious roundhouse, this time to Gabriela's head!}Terri Morasco: Huge kick there staggers Luna, what's Kate going to do? Vasco Dias: These two have been throwing bombs at each other, she's got to go for the knockout here! {Looking to the corner, Kate grins, holding up a finger to shush the crowd and signal for the SILENCE IS GOLDEN! She runs to the ropes, leaping to the second turnbuckle with intent to ascend. Gabriela explodes after her with a burst of speed, though, leaping to meet Kate and rip her off the second rope with a modified Russian legsweep! Gabriela holds on, floating over and through into LA JALISCERA!}Terri Morasco: Submission hold locked in here by Gabriela Luna! Is Kate going to tap? Vasco Dias: Gabriela's been battering her with that high-impact strong lucha offense, and that bridging cobra clutch is cinched in tiiiiight... {Kate struggles against the hold, trying to get her feet underneath her and bridge out, but Gabriela rolls with her, spouting a mile-a-minute string of insults and obscenities in Spanish as she wrenches back on the hold! Kate looks out at the ropes in desperation, biting her lower lip...and reluctantly slaps the mat in submission! Gabriela releases the hold, rolling back to a crouch as "Vortex" plays over the PA.}Alison Valance: Here is your winner, Gabriela Luna! Terri Morasco: And a successful return from Gabriela Luna this week, as she manages to submit Kate Steele! Vasco Dias: For such small women, they pack an incredible punch! That was one hell of a slugfest, and bravo to Gabriela for coming out on top. {Gabriela nods to herself, cracking her neck and rolling out of the ring as her music plays, jawing the entire time. The cameras can catch her shouting "I DON'T CARE WHO YOUR CHAMPIONS ARE, I'MA GET ME SOME, Y'HEAR ME? I'MA GET ME SOME!" as they go to commercial.}----------------------------------------------------------
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āR.I.P.ā
---------------------------------------------------------- {The camera faces the parking lot, the roaring of an engine is heard. Eventually bright lights blind the camera from the vehicle, as we see the ridiculous expensive Bugatti Chiron, looking like something straight out of Tron. Black and white in color, the license plate says X.Cross. Pulling up right before running down the cameraman, the doors fly open as Xavier Cross, and Mandi Matthews step out. Cross adjusts his hat, before taking Mandiās hand walking up the two glancing at the camera. Willy Carter steps out from the corner, holding a microphone up.}Willy Carter: āXavier! Xavier! A quick word, are you worried at all?ā Xavier Cross: āWorried? What do I have to be worried about?ā {Willy quickly pulls his phone up, flipping the twitter app open. Carter scrolls down, until he gets to a tweet from Steve Awesome from earlier. Crossās face drains of immediate color, before looking around.}Xavier Cross: āScrew this, baby letās go back to the hotel!ā Mandi Matthews: āRelax, heās all talk heās always talkā¦ā Xavier Cross: āI just signed the papers on this car, he knows it. Heās going to destroy it. This is wrestling, personal property isnāt safe!ā Mandi Matthews: āJust, take a deep breath and calm down!ā {At this time, a giant hershey bar of a mascot sneaks up behind Xavier Cross, Cross jerks around staring wide eyed at it.}Xavier Cross: āNOT TODAY!ā {Cross quickly kicks the chocolate bar in the midsection, like right by that last H on the wrapper. Stepping back, Cross charges forward hitting his Echoes of Madness, knocking the custom head off the poor worker, who is laid out on the parking lot floor.}Xavier Cross: āSTEVE! COME OUT YOU SON OF A BITCH!ā {Cross jerks around, left and right, searching. The parking lot attendant taps his on the shoulder, Cross leaps back quickly hitting the attendant with a forearm smash, stepping back he charges forward hitting another Echoes of Madness. Seeing the error of his ways, his hand runs through his hair looking around.}Xavier Cross: āHoly shit! Holy shit! STEVE! GET OUT HERE!ā {Mandi grabs Xavier by the arm, trying to calm him down as Crossās eyes are just big and paranoid.}Mandi Matthews: āCāmon letās go to the ring, say what we gotta say, and we can be done with this!ā Xavier Cross: āWe can go back to the hotel?ā Mandi Matthews: āYes! When weāre doneā¦ā {The couple makes their way through the back, quickly. Xavier jumping at anything that was even a bit unusual, which made it very awkward when he knocked a plate of food out of the hands of a tech guy at the catering table. Mandi drags Cross through gorilla position, as the music hits the loud speakers, and the two step out from behind the curtain the camera following them the entire way. When Crossās stage pyro goes off, he jumps keeping his hands up. Mandi now looking annoyed basically drags him down the ramp, and when they get to the ring. She yells at him to get in there. Cross holds his hands up, as he slides into the ring, Mandi follows suit. Xavier motions to cut the music, Grabbing a microphone, Cross looks around the crowd, squinting his eyes a bit to see whoās out there, if anyone dangerou was out there.}Xavier Cross: āYeah, so maybe Steve Awesome go into my head. But so what? Here I am Steve, you want to start this now, letās start it now. Iām ready, cāmon now boy, get on out here and get your ass kicked. If youāre lucky Iāll let you smell my-ā {Cross is interrupted as the Imperitron begins to crackle with static, before The Imperitron begins to play a video on its giant screen. It was dark at first but soon you could see the face of Steve Awesome staring into the camera.}Steve Awesome: Xavierā¦.Xavier old buddy old palā¦. {He pulls out a flashlight and lights up his face as he glares into the screen.}Steve Awesome: I know you were probably expecting me to be there live in that arena kicking your little white haired elf looking ass all over Sacrifice. But lucky for you Cross, you get one more week to smooch on the love of my life before I show up to October Revolution and smack you so hard you start doing that weird Game of Thrones thing you were doing again. No tonightā¦.There was just one other place in the world that it was more important for me to beā {He shines the flash light at a sign that read Rest Easy Cemetary.}Xavier Cross: āSteve! Steve! What are you doing you son of a bitch!ā {The video plays on as Steve enters the cemetery gates. He talks into the camera he had been holding.}Steve Awesome: You see Cross, I made a promise. That I was going to get even with you tonight. {He keeps walking. Past rows of tombstones. He seemed like he knew exactly where he was going.}Steve Awesome: Sure, we have October Revolution. We're going to be locked inside of a huge cell and I'm going to be able to remorselessly beat the hell out of you. But I didn't feel like that was enough. I had to get you back for what you did to me. I had to show you what it feels like Xavier. You know, a wise man once said; that with an eye for an eye, you can make the whole world go blind. {He stops walking and smiles into the camera and slowly shakes his head. He spins the camera and the flashlight and when it finally regains focus you see on particular gravesite set away from the rest. You could read what was engraved onto the stone. āHere Lies Cari Cross. Devoted wife and mother.ā}Steve Awesome: But I'm going to want you to see thisā¦. {Xavier Cross is beside himself in the ring.}Xavier Cross: You get away from my wife! {Xavier leaves Mandiās side and points at the screen over the ropes. Mandi looks shocked. In the video, Steve casually walks up to the grave.}Steve Awesome: No, no please Cari, don't get up.ā {He sets the camera on a tripod he had already set up and pulls a chair from off screen. He unfolds it and takes a seat. In the ring Xavier is seething with rage.}Steve Awesome: I'm sure you probably weren't expecting me. Oh who am I kidding, I just dropped by on you out of the blue. My bad. You know I don't think I've been here since the funeral. Guess I've been pretty busy with other things. But you know what Cari, I just wanted to come by and apologize to you. I feel like I let you down. {He sighs as he speaks to the grave.}Steve Awesome: When they were lowering you into the ground. I made a promise to you. Not sure if you remember it, but I promised you that I would look out for Xavier and the kids. I'd help them out whenever I could. And I tried Cari, I tried for you but I've hit my line. I've come to a point where I just can't willingly fulfill my promise anymore. Because at October Revolution...Cari...I don't know exactly what I'm going to do to Xavier Crossā¦but I know that I'm going to do it with my bare hands.ā {He shakes his head.}Steve Awesome: Itās not all about Mandi anymore. I miss her terribly and want her back but if that doesn't happen then I still want to make Xavier pay! This is about finishing what Xavier thought he wanted to start. Xavier pulled back the curtain. Exposed me as the monster that I am, made the only girl I truly loved hate me and he thinks that he's just going to live happily ever after? What he doesn't realize is that the monster had been stuffed down, buried deep where it should be and it was kept there by my family. Take that away...and it's only a matter of time before he starts to come back. Xavier knows a lot about my terrible past, but now at October Revolution he gets to live it. {He slips down from the chair and drops to his knees.}Steve Awesome: I'm just sorry you'll have to witness it. But after it's all said and done, I'll do y best to come visit you more often. I love you Cari. And unlike Xavier, I haven't forgot about you.ā {He leans in close to the stone, glances back at the camera with a cocky grin, and kisses the stone. Xavier can't even take it anymore.}Xavier Cross: Get away from my fuckin wife you creep!! {Mandi starts yelling at him but Xavier ignores her and jumps out of the ring without her. Mandi looks shocked but eventually follows him up the ramp. Steve turns and sits against the stone.}Steve Awesome: Rest In Peace , Cari Cross. {Steve reaches into his pocket and pulls out his sunglasses. He slides them on and he flashes that reckless, devil may care, grin.}Steve Awesome: Xavier Crossā¦.rest in pieces. {slow fade out}----------------------------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCH
Vivienne Rodgers vs Charity
---------------------------------------------------------- {We go to the ring where Charity Helms is standing in the ring, stretching as Boogie Back by Miyu Inoueās plays over the loud speakers.}Terri Morasco: And weāre back with a match just about to start. Any predictions before the first match, Vascio? Vasco Dias: Iām bored. Alison Valance: The Following contest is scheduled for one fall- Crowd: ONE FALL! Alison Valance:Already in the ring, from Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, weighing in at 120 pounds, Charity! Vasco Dias: Jane Smith. The One True Charity made that clear she didnāt deserve to share the same name. Terri Morasco: Charity Crowne doesnāt get to decide that. {The opening trumpets to Confident by Demi Lovato begin to play as the lights in the ring drop, leaving gold and green spotlights on the stage and ramp. The lights in the arena pulse with similar colors as the bass kicks in. Vivienne herself does not appear until the lyrics begin in Earnest, walking on from backstage with Ciara alongside her.}Alison Valance: And her opponent, from Madison, Wisconsin weighing 140 pounds, Vivienne Rodgers! Terri Morasco: She seemed pretty incensed by somethings charity was saying about wrestling last week. Any thoughts on that? Vasco Dias: Sure. She wasnāt all rainbows and friendship bracelets this week. Saying incensed makes it sound like she threatened to break someoneās spine. Terri Morasco: Iā¦What? {Vivienne grins confidently as she raises a fist into the air on stage, holding the pose for a few seconds before stepping toward the ring, throwing a few punches and a kick as she begins to walk. She jumps up onto the apron, walking alongside the outer part of the ring before going in over the top rope, interacting with the crowd as she circles the inside of the ring. Ciara follows her in, circling opposite her and working to get the crowd psyched up for the match. She takes to the center of the ring as the chorus plays, raising her fists into the air before she and her manager share a high five before Vivienne settles into her corner as Ciara slips out to ringside.}Terri Morasco: Regardless both of these women look focused this week. Itāll be interesting to see how the two newest members of the rooster handle tonight. Vasco Dias: they both have something to prove, thatās for sure. {Viv looks over at the other side of the ring where Charity Helms is standing. She gives a friendly wave but with less excited energy than normal. Both women walk to the center of the ring. There is a quick handshake before both nod taking a step back.}Vasco Dias: thereās Vivienne Rodgers trying to be everyoneās friend, again. Boring. Terri Morasco: Itās called being a good sport, Vascio. {the bell rings, Charity delivers a bicycle kick to Viv, who catches the leg and pushes her back. Charity keeps trying to get to the ropes to do some of her more luchador stunts but Viv keeps pulling her back. Viv keeps trying to get her locked into any sort of grappled but Charity keeps wiggling out}Terri Morasco: These two seem to be pretty evenly matches right now. Vasco Dias: As fun as it is to watch these two counter back and forth I want to see some violence! {Ciara cups her hands around her mouth shouting āHit her in her horsey mouth!ā, this distracts Charity who glanced over at the manager with a mixture of confusion and offense when Viv hits her with a belly to back suplex.}Vasco Dias: YES! Now itās getting good! Terri Morasco: Well, I suppose thatās one way to change things upā¦ {Viv smiles as she waits for Charity to get back up. She grabs the other girl and does a Chokeslam. Viv grabs Charity by the hair before pulling her into a powerbomb, and then another until it becomes a SLUMBERPARTY}Terri Morasco: Viv certainly has the upper hand here. Vasco Dias: Sheās throwing Charity around like a ragdoll. {Viv drops Charity to the mat and tries for a pin.
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HANDICAP MATCH
Cable Arcane vs Roberto Verona and the Hired Guns
---------------------------------------------------------- {The lights in the arena all go out at "King of the World" by Porcelain and the Tramps begins to blare out of the PA system. Spotlights begin to scan the crowd before fixating on a figure at the top of the stage which is revealed to be Roberto Verona, his head bowed towards the floor accompanied by his two Hired Guns. As cheers being to resonate around the arena Verona raises his head and he begins a slow methodical march down the ramp, the spotlight following him as golden pyro rains down from above on the stage, The Hired Guns in tow. Verona stares with disgust at the crowd who cheer him as he approaches the ring, but he doesn't react to them. As he reaches the steps he slowly ascends them before walking towards the middle of the ring apron, turning around to look into the crowd one last time before looking up and closing his eyes as he stretches his arms out wide and basks in the adulation. After indulging himself Verona climbs into the ring, psyching himself up as he awaits the beginning of the match. The Hired Guns pulls themselves up onto the apron and step into the ring joining their boss.}Vasco Dias: Itās always a spectacle to see Roberto Verona come to the ring. Terri Morasco: Verona does like to put on a show. Vasco Dias: He certainly does and Roberto will do just that tonight when he and the Guns absolutely destroy Cable Arcane. Terri Morasco: Weāre going to see about that. {The lights in the arena dim and strobe red as "Long live the Chiefā by Jidenna begins to play.}****as fighting over rings ****as wanna be the King, but Long Live the Chief For a li' ol' thang lil' boys bang bang Long Live the Chief ****as fighting over rings ****as wanna be the king, but Long Live the Chief Now watch pretty mama while I slang my cane Long Live the Chief Uh {As the song kicks into gear Cable Arcane marches out onto the ramp with his head bowed and fists clenched, he stands at the center of the stage with a spot light shining down on him in the darkness. Finally Cable rolls his head to crack his neck and starts to make his way down the ramp with a determined look on his face, completely ignoring the crowd. Cable barely reaches the bottom of the ramp when Verona barks at his Hired Guns to attack and the two lumbering giants charge and slide out of the ring and crash into Cable with a flurry of fists!!!}Terri Morasco: Arcane isnāt even in the ring yet! This was already an unfair fight! Vasco Dias: Life isnāt fair and Cable Arcane is going to learn that the hard way tonight! Terri Morasco: This is absolute bullshit! {Cable does his best to fight off both men at the same time but the clubbing blows start to get to him. Both men pick Cable up and slam him into the ramp with a double choke slam as Verona gets a microphone from ring side.}Roberto Verona: Iām sorry, were you expecting a fair fight? {The two behemoths pull Arcane up and hoist him onto their shoulders. They run Cable back up the ramp and slam him straight through the entry way shattering the LED screens!}Roberto Verona: There are no fair fights in this life, Cable. I know you and the rest of my roster expect the world to be handed to you on a plate but Iām sorryā¦ You need to earn what you keep. You need to show up week after week, you need to work hard, you need to put in the effort and you need to be willing to do whatever it takes. You canāt just sit back there and wait for opportunities to be handed to you because you think youāre talented, you need to prove it! {The Hired Guns begin to make their way back down the ramp as Cable lays in the wreckage.}Vasco Dias: Roberto Verona is speaking some truth right now. Terri Morasco: His truth. Roberto Verona: So many people think Iām some evil tyrannical dictator, despite giving everyone exactly the same chance to make something of their selves in my promotion. How quickly people forget I gave Joe Everyman his first real opportunity to shine. How quickly we forget I excluded former Imperial Champions from the Heir to the Throne. I have gone out of my way to make things as fair and easy for the under achievers in my promotion as possible just to avoid the endless bitching. But Iām done with that now. You want me to be a dictator? Iāll be a dictator. {Cable Arcane pulls himself up out of the LED set and stands on his feet.}Roberto Verona: Guns? Destroy. {The Guns turn around and half way up the ramp and see Cable Arcane seething to get back in the fight.}Terri Morasco: This isnāt good. Vasco Dias: This is exactly what Cable Arcane and the rest of IWF asked for. {Cable Arcane runs down the ramp and lunges into the Guns with a double clothes line! Cable slips past them and goes for the ring but both Guns grab him from behind and rip Cable back down onto his back slamming him down onto the ramp.}Vasco Dias: Cable may want to rethink this strategy!? Terri Morasco: Iād say the same about Verona wanting to prove people right. {The Hired Guns pull Cable up of the ramp and then lift him high into the air with a double Full Nelson Slam right onto the ramp!Cable lands with a thud and screams out in pain.}Terri Morasco: Jesus, this is a massacre. Vasco Dias: This is what they asked for. {The Guns pull Cable up again but Arcane cold cocks one of them right in the side of the head with a right hook and lays him out! The other looks shocked and swings for Arcane who ducks it and connects with a jumping knee right to his jaw! Arcane connects with a spinning back fist and drops the other Hired Gun and then makes a run for the ring.}Terri Morasco: Arcane is running right for Verona! Vasco Dias: Now Arcane is going to learn a real lesson! {Arcane makes it all the way to the apron before both the Guns come crashing into him from behind with duel clothes line! The two of them then spin Arcane around and lift him high into the air for a double last ride power bomb right into the ring apron as Verona watches with a smile.}Terri Morasco: The Hired Guns could have just broken the back of Cable Arcane! Vasco Dias: Good. Honestly Iām sick of Arcaneās pompous attitude. Terri Morasco: You really have a warped sense of reality. {The Hired Guns stand over Cable Arcane as he lays on the floor but Arcane reaches up and grabs the apron. Arcane starts to pull himself back to his feet and eventually reaches a vertical base. The guns grab him but Verona signals to let him come. Cable rolls in under the bottom rope and starts to stand up.}Terri Morasco: And now Verona is going to pick the meat from the bones of Cable Arcane! {Arcane looks ready to fight but Verona waves the Hired Guns in and both come in under the bottom rope and start to club Cable hard over the back of the head and beat him down to the mat. The two mountains start to stump the holy hell out of Cable Arcane as he lays on the mat,Verona standing over him. Verona directs traffic and tells the two of them to pick him up. The guns lift Cable to his feet, one hoists him up on their shoulder while the other bounces off the ropes and the Hired Guns hit a massive Three D right in front of Roberto Verona!!!}Vasco Dias: That has got to be it for Cable Arcane! Terri Morasco: Cable has taken a serious beating at the hands of Veronaās Hired Guns. Vasco Dias: Donāt cross the boss! {Cable once again starts to push himself back up to his feet, the smile disappears from the face of Roberto Verona as he grabs Cable by the head, lifts him to his feet and then picks him up for the IDES OF MARCH!!! Cable Arcane is down and heās not moving as Verona stands triumphant over him, throwing his arms up in the air mocking Cable Arcane.} |
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