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Post by Riley Gordon on Nov 8, 2017 4:47:02 GMT
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SEGMENT
āIssuesā¦ā
---------------------------------------------------------- Terri Morasco: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to Monday Night Sacrifice. This is the beginning of the Cable Arcane in Charge Era, and letās just say...things got off on the wrong foot. Letās show you his arrival today... {Earlier today, 4:00 pm. We see a black stretch GMC Envoy pull into the Charleston Civic Center stopping in the loading bay. The driver hops out and quickly rushes to the back door where he opens it. A pair a crocodile skin loafers step out of the truck and we pull back to see Cable Arcane dressed in a grey fitted suit with a black tie. Cable adjusts his aviators and starts to head toward the door when heās quickly stopped by a stage hand in a head set.}Greg: Mr Arcane! Mr Arcane! Where have you been!? {Cable removes his glasses and looks at the smallish man in annoyance.}Cable Arcane: This is when I always arrive. Greg: That maybe so but youāre in charge tonight and things are just falling apart! Normally Mr Verona is at the arena at 7 am. Cable Arcane: Ok, ok, I donāt need your little guilt train. What the hell is it that needs my immediate attention. {Greg flips through some papers on a clip board.}Greg: Well first catering hasnāt showed up, Gibberg claims he hasnāt been paid for his last match- Cable Arcane: How long ago was that? Greg: A year? I donāt know, no my department. Letās see, there arenāt enough dressing rooms to support all the men and women who demand their own rooms. Terri is refusing to work with Vascoā¦. Againā¦We have another pending law suit over something Gilmore said- Cable Arcane: How the hell long is this list? {Greg quickly flips through it.}Greg: Ten pages. Cable Arcane: Jesus Christā¦ Take me to my office for the night and start ironing this shit out. {Cable and Greg head into the arena but Arcane can be heard muttering.}Cable Arcane: Fucking Verona. ----------------------------------------------------------
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Thaddeus Isembard Bancroft vs Pax Stormcrow vs. Mr. Happy
---------------------------------------------------------- Alison Valance: The Following contest is scheduled for one fall (ONE FALL) Terri Morasco: Welcome to Monday night Sacrifice folks. Weāre starting the evening off on a weird note. Vasco Dias: Weird note is a pretty good summary of tonightās activities. {As the music starts, the lights flash across the arena, flicking in time to the intro of the song. As the song kicks to a start, there is an explosion of sparks on the stage. The sparks fall slowly as Pax bobs on his toes at the top of the ramp}Alison Valance: Introducing first from Aitkin Minnesota, weighing 249 pounds and 6ā2āā tallā¦ PAX STORMCROW! Terri Morasco: Iām very excited to see what Pax has to offer here tonight. Vasco Dias: Who the hell is Witherspoon anyways? Terri Morasco: Hisā¦manager? Vasco Dias: I waste my best marital on you, Terri. {He makes his way down to the ring, high fiving fans as he goes. Witherspoon follows behind him, far less exuberant or excited. Pax slides into the ring under the ropes and jumps to his feet lifting his arms into the air and staring up towards the sky as he moves around in a slow circle before he makes his way to the corner.}Terri Morasco: ā¦Were you making some kind of inside joke, Vasco? Vasco Dias: The momentās passed. {The lights dim as the pipes of "The British Grenadiers" hits the arena speakers and then from the rafters comes swinging Thaddeus, dressed in a long coat, top hat and flying a Union Jack umbrella as he laughs brightly moving for the ring, he takes a moment to regail his subjects , wiping his feet on the apron and climbing in.}Alison Valance: And making his way down to the ring, hailing from S.S. Vermillion CAPTAIN THADDEUS ISMEMBARD BANCROFT standing at 6ā3āā and weighing in at 230 pounds. Vasco Dias: Look at him, Terri. Look at that entrance! Terri Morasco: Well, heās not the weirdest member of tonightās match. {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.}Alison Valance: Making his way down to the ring weighing 320 pounds and standing at 6ā2āā from Detroit, Michiganā¦ Mr. HAPPY! Terri Morasco: We have a time-traveling British man, Juggalo, and a traditional wrestler. Vasco Dias: itāll certainly be an exciting first match here tonight. {The bell goes off and Thaddeus goes straight for Happy with a suplex and knocking the painted man against the ropes on his way down. Pax comes at him from behind for a German suplex. Thaddeus goes down but springs back up running to the other side of the ring.}Vasco Dias: Whatās he planning? {As Pax goes after him Thaddeus goes after him with a leaping double foot stomp, knocking Pax to the ground. He makes it a full FLAG PLANT when he puts his foot on Paxās chest.
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Kick out}Terri Morasco: Pax looks angry about that. {Pax hits a suplex, knocking Thaddeus to the mat. He goes for an armbar, wreathing on the other manās arm. Thaddeus reaches out for the rope. Causing Pax to let go of his arm.}Terri Morasco: Good sportsmanship on Paxā part. {Pax waits for Thaddeus to get up before grabbing the other man and suplexing him again. Pax marches towards him as the other man marches towards him. Thaddeus puts his arms up clearly asking for Pax to stop. Pax pauses in confession.}Terri Morasco: Whatās going on? {Thaddeus rolls over to where Happy is still laying on the mat before struggling to get the other man to stand up.}Vasco Dias: This is what going mad feels likeā¦ {Pax takes a moment to look into the camera like heās on the office}Terri Morasco: I think Pax agrees. {Once Thaddeus gets Happy standing, making sure heās awake the time traveler motions for Pax to keep going. With an evil smirk Thaddeus hip checks Mr. Happy into the ref. While the ref is distracted Thaddeus does an eye jab and a low blow to Pax.}Terri Morasco: Heās certainly taking advantage while the ref is distracted! Vasco Dias: Every good wrestler knows to take what you can. {As Pax drops to the mat in pain, Mr. Happy launches himself at Thaddeus but Thaddeus takes a step back allowing Happy to run into the ropes. Thaddeus makes a show of exaggerated stretches before grabbing Happy into a LAWS OF MOTION dropping happy to the mat. He goes for a very lose pin of Happy.
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DING DING}Alison Valance: The Winner, CAPTAIN THADDEUS ISMEMBARD BANCROFT! Terri Morasco: Thatās a good debut match for everyone involved. I hope to see more of everyone. Vasco Dias: I wanted more blood. ----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
āThe Little Thingsā¦ā
---------------------------------------------------------- {Earlier today, 7:00 pm. We find Cable Arcane seated behind an average desk looking through the paperwork that Greg has for him.}Cable Arcane: What is all this? {Greg leans over the desk.}Greg: This is the current proposal to the American Broadcasting Network to increase our rates for 2018, Mr Verona was in the middle of negotiations whenā¦ You beat him. Cable Arcane: I seeā¦ So what do I have to do, sign it? Greg: The board of directors would like you to look through it and make sure everything is in order, Mr Verona always oversees all contract negotiations, big or small. {Cable shakes his head as he goes back to trying to make sense out of it.}Cable Arcane: Looks fine to me? Greg: Are you sure? Cable Arcane: Yeah, why? Greg: Well there was this small bit the network slipped in about Sacrifice going PG to increase ad revenue. Cable Arcane: PG!? Absolutely not. Greg: Excellent. {Greg takes a red marker and crosses off that very specific line in the contract. Suddenly the door is flung open as another stage hand storms in breathing heavy.}Josh: Mr Arcane! Cable Arcane: What!? Josh: The ring crew is refusing to finish assembling the ring and the roster wants to warm up for the night! Cable Arcane: And why donāt they want to finish their jobs? Josh: Catering still hasnāt arrived. Cable Arcane: Oh what the fuck. {Cable pulls out his wallet and tosses his black card to Greg.}Cable Arcane: Order something. Greg: Like what? Cable Arcane: I donāt care! Something edible so these guys will get back to work. Josh, let them know food is coming. Josh: Ok Mr Arcane. {Josh leaves the office closing the doors behind him. Cable just looks down solemnly for a second before looking up at Greg.}Cable Arcane: Order something! {Greg jumps on his phone and looks up the nearest place that delivers as we fade out on Cableās first day on the job.}----------------------------------------------------------
DIAMONDS TAG TEAM MATCH
Brooklyn Madrox & Maxine Valentine vs Charity Helms & Vivienne Rodgers
---------------------------------------------------------- {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 colours as the bass kicks in. Vivienne herself does not appear until the lyrics begin in Earnest, walking on from backstage with Ciara alongside her. Vivienne grins confidently as she raises a fist into the air on stage, holding the pose for a few seconds before stepping to one side to wait with Ciara and everything fading out before "Boogie Back" by Miyu Inoue and out comes Charity Helms and her and Viv give each other a high five before moving into the ring together to hype up the crowd Ciara not far behind}Alison Valance: Ladies and Gentlemen, introducing first the team of Vivienne Rodgers and Charity Helms! Terri Morasco: Here we see two ladies that have had some matches against each other now teaming up to face.. Vasco Dias: The Pack! Thereās going to be blood tonight! {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 five silhouettes fade into view. 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 ā Rowan spreads her arms as if conducting a religious service before Maxine and Brooklyn step forth in unison slowly travelling Down the ramp as One by One the rest of the Pack start to disappear into the back, The red smoke starts to dissipate early as Max and Brooklyn roll into the ring together Brooklyn moving to a set of ropes to whip her hat of even As Max glare at Charity and Brooklyn before moving to the apron}Alison Valance: Ladies and Gentlemen, Representing THE PACK Brooklyn Madrox and Maxine Valentine!! Vasco Dias: Max is going to watch the new girl work in this new game of Kill puppy kill! Terri Morasco: You think itās a mistake by Maxine to actively allow the untested recruit in the ring first? Vasco Dias: How else do you test them? Fly or die! {Brooklyn turns to face Viv as Charity and Max leans on the apron Viv goes to lock up with Brooklyn and she kicks Viv in the leg, once, twice, each time Viv goes for her Brooklyn keeps Viv at the edges of her, before Viv steps back from a kick as Brooklyn overextends and Viv uses the momentum to whip Brook to the ropes and then shoulder block her to the mat hard before being quick to move run for the ropes Brooklyn Sleeps, Viv keeps running and as Brooklyn goes to jump up she is caught b yViv and driven over Vivās knee in a backbreaker before yet again picking Brooklyn up and moving her into the corner before tagging Charity in using the quick count to shoulder block into Brooklynās stomach and then Charity leaps āover- Viv into a second rope step-up Penalty kick to the chest before the two ladies step back and Brooklyn starts to stagger forward pulled by Charity into a viciously quick small package}ONE!! TWO!! NO! {Brooklyn Kicks out as Charity rolls herself over to start picking up Brooklyn who uses momentum and sheer grit to lift Charity up and hit her with a fore arm shot, and Charity goes to whip Brooklyn of and Brooklyn reverses and hits another forearm working Charity towards the corner and tagging Max in who slams Charity down and then picks up Brooklyn in a wheel abrrow, dropping her on Charity in a Senton! Brooklyn rolls out and Max keeps a foot on Charityās chest with a stomp, two stomps she picks up Charity in an Oklahoma Slam Position and Brooklyn runs through to hit running drop kick to the back of Charityās head and neck and Max drives through and rolls out Brooklyn covers!}ONE!! TWO!! THREā¦NO! Terri Morasco: What a courageous heart shown by Charity! Vasco Dias: Sloppy cover by Madrox! {Brooklyn looks a little annoyed as charity squirms out of what was admittedly a sloppy pin Max makes a gesture to Brooklyn as if to say āfinish itā Brooklyn Picks Charity up for the BAMf and Charity wriggles free to drop down and Drop Brooklyn with a THRESHOLD!}Terri Morasco: Now if she can just get the tag! Vasco Dias: Max what are you doing!? Donāt squander your effort on a new Pup! {indeed Charity dives for Viv Only to fall short as Brooklyn grabs an ankle Charity slowly gets up and faces Brooklyn before drop kicking the woman as best she can with a foot to the corner! Falling back to tag Viv as Brooklyn half collides and half tags Max before charging forwards into Viv hits Ki with a shoulder block, then a clothesline before ducking punch to hit a HUGE Belly to back Suplex roaring to the crowd and turning slowly around as Maxine scoops in behind her to hit a SPIRAL-PLEX when the ref gets in her face Max makes a gesture about being tagged in before wheeling on Viv and the Ref tries to move Max again.
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Max turns on the Ref slowly with a cold glare before Movement form a still mostly fired up Viv catches her attention and she ducks a punch with the ref, firing one back with a wide grin before the Ref decides heās not going to push his luck any more as Viv And Max exchange blows each Blow only making Max smile more even as Brooklyn finally climbs the apron as Vi staggers back form a head but which Stagger max a bit too and Viv surprises EVERYONE as she Drops Max with the RAINBOW , Viv covers!}ONE!! TWO!! NOOOO! Terri Morasco: Viv just..holy! she about Spike Max on her head! Vasco Dias: Okā¦Iāll admit it.. that was impressive! But no match for the Mighty Mad Maxine! {Viv looks at Charity with a smirk and picks up Max. Max shoves herself free Powering Viv into the corner, Charity sees an opportunity and tags herself in even as Max stands up to line Vi over the top rope even as sheās pulled backwards into a School Boy Pin!}ONE!! NO! {Max kicks out and rolls onto her knees even as Charity finds herself face to Face with an angry Max Charity turns to flee but finds her hair Gripped and sheās quickly picked up and driven down to the ground with a DONāT LOOK DOWN she takes a moment to grab Charityās ankle and drag her over before tagging Booklyn In as she picks up Charity on her shoulders Brooklyn takes for the ropes at the sera of max runs past the woman to the other ropes and connects with a sick running drop kick to Charityās head as Max drops her back in a flack jack, rolling free to about Spear Viv out of the ring as sheās climbing in as Brooklyn covers!}ONE!! TWO!! THREE!! {āBlow Upā by J. Cole starts to play as Brooklyn stands raising a hand in the air and Max moves up to Brooklyn and Charity , gesturing to Brooklyn and then the colored hair one, Brooklyn takes her cue and lifts Charityās head up like a Trophy as the music fades out slowly to āOur Truthā by Lacuna Coil, that ominous red smoke starting to fill the ring Max smiles darkly and the lights go outā¦ once they come back on, Max and Brooklyn are Gone Charityās form left in the middle of the ring as Viv goes to check on her}Maxine Valentine (over P.A): Another Sacrifice. TO THE PACK.. Terri Morasco: Seems the official declaration of the victor has now been made by The Pack themselves. Vasco Dias: Yes! I love it! ----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
āLetās Do This Rightā¦ā
---------------------------------------------------------- {The drum fill kicks in the door and the guitar riff of 311ās Perfect Mistake starts blasting over the PA system.}āListen Up!ā {The arena lights start changing from orange to black on the beat and Jayson Matthews comes bouncing from behind the curtain and head banging to the riff. His Invictus Championship firmly around his waste. He jams to the verse as he starts to walk down the ramp, slapping fives with as many fans as he can on either side.}Terri Morasco: The Invictus Champion is here. Vasco Dias: Cover your childrens' ears, folks. This man may lower your IQ score. "This is the next stage, we turn the page, We're gonna wreck a place when we take the stage, Roll up your sleeves, get down with me, It's going off in the pit like you wouldn't believe." {Jayson continues his bouncy walk down to the ring area, soaking in the fan response to his presence, and steps inside. He slides a mic out from the pocket of his sweat pants and addresses the crowd.}Jayson Matthews: EYE... DUBYA... EFF... How are you all doing tonight? {Massive pop}Jayson Matthews: Well I'm doing fine as well. I'm a little confused but I'm doing fine. I should be out here explaining why I'm still YOUR Invictus Champion. The thing is, I am and I can't. Whatever should have gone down at October Revolution didn't. What should have been a great wrestling match between myself, Chris Card and James Gilmore wasn't. I was looking forward to testing my skills, I was just getting into the flow of the match. And then all manner of crazy happened. I think it's safe to say that things did not go to plan. {The synthesized beginning of "Remember The Name" by Fort Minor begins to play as the crowd grows silent.}YOU READYYYY!? LET'S GO! {The beat breaks in and the strobe lights around the arena go with said beat as the crowd begins to amp up.}Vasco Dias: I can barely hear myself think! Derek Brooks might have some explaining to do. Terri Morasco: Back from his enforced exile, Derek Brooks looks as sharp as ever! "This is ten percent luck..." {As the lyrics begin a single spotlight shines on the man known as "Greatness" before he glances over his shoulder, staring down at the ring. With a concentrated look he slowly turns and starts down to the ring as he's announced.}DE-REK-BROOKS! DE-REK-BROOKS! {He holds out his arms at the end of the walkway as his name echoes throughout the arena as the fans cheer him on. He climbs the stairs and walks along the apron to the corner where he ascends and looks out to the crowd before flinging his arm in the air much to their appease. He jumps down and steps through the ropes, walking to the center, bouncing around, light as a cat despite his large frame as he gazes out to the crowd before snapping around, climbing the corner and flinging his arm in the air again as the flashbulbs go off everywhere. He jumps down and continues bouncing from one foot to the other in a graceful manner before stopping mid ring and asking for a mic to be tossed up to him}Derek Brooks: Did I hear you right, Jayson? Did I hear you... {pause for effect}Derek Brooks: ...right? "Things did not go to plan?" Oh, you don't know how "to plan," things WENT. Your little match gave me James Gilmore in a place I knew I could be at a time I knew I could be at. You served him up for me on a god damn plate and I chowed down on a three course meal of revenge, embarrassment and el-li-mi-god-damn-nation. Gilmore is GONE. Finished. Finito. Kaput. And the last time I will ever have to think about that assclown was when I cleaned my boots after the match. So things didn't go to plan? Your plan, maybe. My plan worked like a charm. No. Wait. My plan didn't just work like a charm, it worked like the cast of Charmed eating a bowl of Lucky Charms in Charm, Ohio. Jayson Matthews: Which is one of the reasons the match got called off. I'm a fighting champion. I need... {Brooks interrupts}Derek Brooks: I... DO... NOT.. CARE! {Jayson pouts a little}Derek Brooks: I do not care that you need competition, Jayson. I do not care that your match got spoiled. I do not care that you've been champion for over a hundred days. I do not care about your plans, I do not care about your fans, I do not care about your banan...as. {Jayson REALLY pouts. The crowd lets out an "Oooh." You don't insult Jayson Matthews' banan...as}Derek Brooks: But if you want to be a fighting champion, I'll happily accept the opportunity to replace that rat-faced sonofabitch. {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 stands in the entrance area and slowly draws his own microphone.}Terri Morasco: Chris Card looks like he has something to say about this! "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" Chris Card: Good evening, gentlemen. Jayson Matthews: Hello, Chris. {There is a note of hesitation and mistrust in Matthews' voice}Derek Brooks: What do you want, Card? {Card lifts the mic to his lips but Brooks cuts him off straight away}Derek Brooks: BECAUSE... I DO NOT CARE ABOUT THAT EITHER! {Massive pop!}Chris Card: Cute, Mr. Brooks. You could make a lot of money out of that. Derek Brooks: Fat stacks of cash? I already do! Jayson Matthews: Actually I have something that I care about. {Massive emphasis on the "I"}Jayson Matthews: I want answers, Card. I know what Brooks was there for. Derek Brooks: Removing Gilmore. Chris Card: Admirable. Jayson Matthews: But what was that woman doing there? Why did she throw me aside? Why did she half kill Lindsey Grawn? Is this another of your sinister schemes? Derek Brooks: Half killing Grawn? What was that word you just used, Card? Admirable. Chris Card: Honest answer? Jayson Matthews: If you can even manage honesty. Chris Card: Well you can choose to believe this or not but from what I know of her... She came to slap me in the face, Lindsey was standing in her way, you were standing in her way and an emphatic no because I do not ever plan something that involves getting slapped in the face. Derek Brooks: YOU GOT SLAPPED IN THE FACE? {Brooks bursts out laughing}Derek Brooks: That's priceless. Jayson Matthews: Fine. I don't know whether to believe you, Card but maybe I am long past caring. All I know is that the booking committee has seen fit to reschedule the triple threat match. Only instead of Gilmore, they put the guy who took him out in the match in his place. Derek Brooks: Damn straight. Jayson Matthews: Open Fight Night. Be there. Be ready. Derek Brooks: I was born ready. {Chris Card just smiles.}Jayson Matthews: And one more thing. At the request of management, to ensure we don't get another mess like October Revolution, we are getting assigned a special guest referee. Derek Brooks: I DO... Aww, you know the rest by now. {The crowd laughs at Brooks' casual subversion. Brooks grins broadly, his natural well of charisma showing.}Chris Card: So who's it gonna be, Matthews? Jayson Matthews: A man you both know. The special guest referee is going to be... NIGHTHAWK! {Huge face pop at the mention of "The Master of 1,000 Holds." Derek Brooks' charismatic grin does not fade an inch. Chris Card lets a second of intense thought cross his face before his most sinister of cunning smiles breaks out.}Terri Morasco: Well it look like we're getting a kind of rematch from October Revolution. Only with Derek Brooks instead of... Vasco Dias: I DO NOT CARE WHO HE IS REPLACING! Damn, that's catchy. Terri Morasco: Can we go to commercial, please? ----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
āGet My Waterā¦ā
---------------------------------------------------------- {As we come back from commercial, the camera cuts to the outside of the Charleston Civic Center. As if on cue a black limousine pulls up and stops right outside of the wrestler entrance. After a moment the driver exits and makes his way to one of the passenger doors. When he opens it the beautiful and wealthy Lizzy Dalmon makes her way out of the limo.}Terri Morasco: What is Lizzy Dalmon doing here? We havenāt seen her in months! Vasco Dias: Iām not complaining, Terri! {Lizzy Dalmon enters the building and makes her way through the backstage corridors. Occasionally someone will stare up at her for a moment, but in her mind, all eyes are on her. As she continues she is approached by the smiling face of Vivienne Rodgers.}Vivienne Rodgers: Oh Hi there. You must be Lizzy Dalmon, Itās very nice to meet you are-- {Before Vivienne can even get a sentence out she is cut off by Lizzy.}Lizzy Dalmon: Iām not in the mood to deal with adoring fans. Vivienne Rodgers: Uhā¦Well, actually Iām not. My name Is Vivienne Rodgers, Iām an employee of The Imperial wrestling Federation in the Diamonds division. I was just welcoming you back since youāve been gone for a while. {Since she was only half listening to what Vivienne had to say, all Lizzy heard was employee of IWF.}Lizzy Dalmon: Itās about time I get the perks someone of my importance deserves around here. The first thing I need you to do is get me a bottle of water. I want the expensive stuff, not the brand the common folk are drinking. {Vivienne thinks about correcting her but decides against it}Vivienne Rodgers: Oh. Okay. Sure. I ā¦guess. {Again Lizzy is very dismissive of her and begins to walk away.}Vivienne Rodgers: Um, where did you want me to bring your water? Lizzy Dalmon: You'll know how to find me. When you're a Dalmon you always draw a crowd. {Lizzy continues on her way expecting a crowd to follow her. They don't. Vivienne stands there a bit confused about what happened as the camera cuts back to the announce table.}Terri Morasco: There seems to be some confusion on Lizzy Dalmonās part on who Vivienne Rodgers is. Vasco Dias: She's getting her water and that's what's really important! ----------------------------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCH
Kate Steele vs Sara Garcia
---------------------------------------------------------- Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fallā¦ {Monster by Paramore begins to blare all across the sound system and as it does Kate Steele begins to emerge from the back curtain. Kate has a huge sneer on her face as she stares at the booing crowd. She sprints down the aisle.}Alison Valance: From Berkshire, England, weighing in at 110 pounds...KATE...STEEELE! {Kate finally makes it to the ring and she quickly runs up the ring steps as she grabs the turnbuckle as hard as she can. She immediately leap frogs over the ropes and bounces about before she points at the crowd cheering her on. She closes her eyes placing a single finger over her lips offering the Shhhh sound which all the fans follow in. She takes her place in the corner afterwards waiting for the match to begin.}Terri Morasco: Kate Steele came back with a vengeance the other night, taking it to Crystal Hilton. Vasco Dias: Sara even said it though...who hasnāt done that? Alison Valance: And her opponentā¦ {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: 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 did have a nice win over Keira Hunter a couple weeks ago. Vasco Dias: Sheās the sister to the queen, and if my family relations is worth anything, I believe that makes her the acting queen while Paige is still out of action. {The bell rings and the two women circle one another before stepping up face to face, the shorter Steele mouthing off to Sara before slapping her in the mouth and continuing to run her mouth, but Sara levels her with a Standing Sidekick that she calls the āKiss Goodnightā!}Terri Morasco: Could it be over that quick? Vasco Dias: Hereās the cover. {Sara drops down but the referee only gets a two count before Steele gets her shoulder off the mat and rolls out of the ring holding her face as Sara mouths off at her from over the top rope.}Vasco Dias: I donāt think Sara liked Steele trying to one up her like that. Terri Morasco: She almost beat the former Shieldmaiden in near record time. {Kate gets back on the apron and Sara moves in but Kate yells at the referee to back her off.}Terri Morasco: Kate seems a little reluctant to get back into the ring. Vasco Dias: Sheās got to eventually or sheāll be counted out. {Kate enters the ring and as Sara moves in again, Kate ducks through the ropes, forcing the referee to back Sara off before turning and ushering Kate back into the ring.}Kate Steele: I KNOW! {Sara moves in but Kate surprises her enemy with a kick to the gut. She then grabs Sara by the head and leaps up, using her legs to kick off the ropes with a Tornado DDT in the center of the ring, hooking the leg for a cover only to get a two count of her own.}Terri Morasco: Some athleticism shown by the former Shieldmaiden. {Kate glares at the referee before grabbing Saraās arms and pulling her upward while standing on her hair as the referee counts to four before Kate breaks it up. She again yells at the referee, then as she bends over to grab hold of Sara, Sara rolls her up in a Small Package, only to get a two count again. The two pop out of the attempt and Kate goes to level Sara with a huge Forearm, but Sara ducks and before Kate can turn around, Sara grabs her by the waist and pops off a German Suplex! She stands holding out her arms, taunting the crowd with a big smile on her face.}Vasco Dias: And she should be proud! Terri Morasco: I donāt know if she should be admiring her work for too long hereā¦ {Sara turns toward Kate and grabs a hold of her, lifting her for a Vertical Suplex, but Kate manages to shift her body weight, landing behind Sara, hooking both of her arms and hitting her with a Tiger Suplex toward the center of the ring!}Terri Morasco: Big move there by Kate. Vasco Dias: And now sheās heading to the top rope. {Kate waits for Sara to get to her feet. Sara turns and Kate lunges off the top rope, nailing Sara with her version of a Blockbuster that she calls the āSilence is Goldenā!}Terri Morasco: SILENCE IS GOLDEN! Vasco Dias: This doesnāt look good. {Kate scrambles over and hooks the inside legā¦
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THREEEE...SARAāS OUTSIDE LEG IS ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!}Vasco Dias: Great ring awareness! Terri Morasco: Kate doesnāt look happy. {The referee starts explaining to Kate that Saraās foot was on the bottom rope. Kate jumps up and down before throwing her body to the mat and kicking and screaming.}Vasco Dias: I think sheās lost it. Terri Morasco: I donāt know what that is. What I do know is that sheās giving Sara time to recover. {Kate finally sits up, obviously upset. She stands to her feet and grabs Sara who was on all fours, and pulls her up onto her shoulders.}Terri Morasco: Sheās looking for the āPunk Driverā. {Sara knows this and starts hitting vicious elbows to the head of Kate, causing her to stumble as Sara slides down the back. She spins Kate around and snaps her over with a Suplex, rolling the hips into a second, then a third, then a MOMENT OF BLISS (Cradle DDT)!}Vasco Dias: Holy crap that came out of nowhere! Terri Morasco: And she just planted Kate in the center of the ring. {Sara floats over and hooks the legā¦
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The bell rings.}Alison Valance: Here is your winner...SARA...GAAAARCIAAAA! Terri Morasco: Nice win here tonight for Sara. Stepping further out of her sisterās shadow. Vasco Dias: She was never in it to begin with. She was always by her side, duh. {Sara celebrates as we cut to commercial.}----------------------------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCH
Xavier Cross vs Caleb Lockwood
---------------------------------------------------------- {A roaring scream pierces the air, and as the crunching guitars of "Rise, Rebel, Resist" play Caleb Lockwood stalks out onto the stage, eyes fixed on the ring as he licks his lips idly. He stalks down to the ring, hands clenching and unclenching as his eyes shift back and forth to scan the crowd. As he approaches the ring, Caleb slides into the ring, rolling to the side and coming up in a crouch. His eyes never stop moving as he backs into the corner of the ring, cracking each of his joints in turn and waiting for the match to start.}Alison Valance: Approaching the ring, Representing The Pack ā weighing in at 168 pounds: Caleb LOCKWOOD! Vasco Dias: The only founding member of The Pack to not hold a championship belt, Caleb Lockwood is out to make a statement here tonight! Terri Morasco: I just donāt understand why itās against Xavier Cross. I know he and The Pack have had some bad blood in the past, butā¦ Vasco Dias: What can I say, Terri? The Pack just never tires of shedding their enemiesā blood. {The lights lower down, as a single spot light hits the curtain. The trumpets from 'Rebirth' by Bone Thugs-N-Harmony begin to playā¦ but Xavier Cross is nowhere to be seen. His music plays and the lights for his entrance proceed, but there is no sign of The Usurper. Caleb Lockwood leans casually against the ringpost, seeming entirely nonplussed by this development, smirking at the entrance ramp.} Terri Morasco: What the hell is going on? Vasco Dias: Itās not like him to not show up to workā¦ {The referee looks confused as he looks between the entrance ramp, Caleb, and the bell. After consulting over the radio, he shakes his head... and signals for the match to begin.}DING! {Immediately the ref begins to count.}ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE!! SIX!! SEVEN!! EIGHT!! NINE!!! TEN!!!! {Caleb brushes his hands calmly as Otepās Rise, Rebel, Resist plays over the speakers.}Alison Valance: Here is your winnerā¦ Caleb LOCKWOOD! Terri Morasco: Well thatā¦ happened. Vasco Dias: This is fishy. I bet that The Pack is behind this somehow- {The lights go out.}Terri Morasco: ā¦You just had to say it, didnāt you, Vasco? {Instead of the lights returning as normal, however, the Imperiatron lights up with a camera feed. There the audience sees Rowan MacDonnough and Dean Harper sitting side by side, and between them ā bound, gagged, and bloodied ā is Xavier Cross, who has clearly been savagely beaten to the point of torture. His mouth is gagged by an apple that is held securely in place by a length of barbed wire wrapped tightly around Xavierās skull.}Dean Harper: I just won 20 bucks from one of the Thralls, Xavier! I had a feeling nobody would express any curiosity as to where you disappeared to after October Revolution, and twitter has been a-silent! {Xavier, defiance not quite beaten out of him, makes an angry muffled noise from behind the apple.}Dean Harper: Oh, careful Rowan, he says heās going to MmmmMMmMmMm. {Rowanās eyes flash as she leans forward, latticing her fingers as she speaks directly into the camera.}Rowan MacDonnough: IWFā¦ I want you to consider this a warning. Since we rose ascendant after October Revolution, an increasing number of you have begun to voice thoughts of resistance. What was once only scattered whimpering of the insignificant have begun to take on new tones as new voices join the chorus. While I almost wish that I could commend your braveryā¦ I felt it necessary to remind you what happens to those who do not submit. {She grabs the barbed wire on the back of Xavierās head and twists, tightening the grip of the bladed metal, inspiring Cross to gasp in agony through the apple.}Rowan MacDonnough: Xavier Cross seemed the best fit for such an example. One whose pride has led him into conflict with me and my family more than once. Whose foolish words have earned him a special place of loathing amongst all members of The Pack. {Rowan cuts the barbed wire, letting it and the apple fall from Xavierās face. When he speaks his voice is weak and ragged.}Xavier Cross: ā¦ugh. Red Delicious, Rowan? During Honeycrisp season? I knew you were a twisted bitch, but I didnāt know you were THAT cruelā¦ {Rowan lashes the barbed wire across his cheek.}Xavier Cross: OW! Son of aā¦ Rowan MacDonnough: Xavier Cross. Tell me what happened to your precious Council? {Xavier Cross stares at her in silence for a long time before finally his head drops resignedly.}Xavier Cross: ā¦ The Council is dead. {Rowanās eyes gleam.}Rowan MacDonnough: So you failed? Xavier Cross: ā¦ Yes. Rowan MacDonnough: And tell me, Crossā¦ who killed The Council? {Xavier looks up and glares at Rowan with burning hate.}Xavier Cross: You did. You and your Pack. Dean Harper: Nothing personal, sweetheart. {Xavier growls.}Xavier Cross: Youāre not going to get away with this. Theyāll come for me. {Rowan nods, her eyes shining with satisfaction.}Rowan MacDonnough: Show him. {The camera follows the three of them as Rowan and Dean lead Xavier to a window overlooking Centralia Pennsylvania.}Dean Harper: You see that? Thatās a whole many miles of nothing. Nobodyās going to come and save you, Xavier. Iāll prove it to you. Go ahead and call for help. Go on. Xavier Cross: ā¦ Fuck you. {Dean Harper rolls his eyes and jams a pen into Xavierās back. Xavier Cross screams in pain, eventually breaking out into a plea.}Xavier Cross: Helpā¦ Dean Harper: Oh, come on, you can do better than that, Xavier! Come on, man, CALL FOR HELP! Fill the space, put that theatricality to good use! Xavier Cross: HELP!!! {With that single call, Dean laughs and jams the apple back into Xavierās mouth, securing it harshly with another length of barbed wire. Xavierās cries are silenced by the crimson fruit, and Dean puts a hand to Xavierās ear.}Dean Harper: Good, good good good. Okay. Now listen. Hear that? Simon and Garfunkel have a name for that sound, though if you ask me Disturbed did a better cover. Theyāre not going to come for you. They canāt hear you. They donāt even know what building youāre in. And even if they did? Xavier, buddy, nobody even noticed or cared that you were gone. What makes you think theyāre going to drive all the way out here to save your sorry ass? Now come on. Time to get back in the punching bag. Brooklyn will be home in a little bit and you know how punchy the little girl can get after a match. Gotta work off that steam! {Deanās laughter fades as the camera shifts back to Rowan.}Rowan MacDonnough: This is what will happen to those who stand against us. This is what happens to those who dare to rebel. I have warned you before, and few dared listen. Consider this strike two. Bend the Knee, or be Annihilated. None of you are exempt, and you will receive no further warnings. {She tilts her head to the side.}Rowan MacDonnough: See you soon. (The video package cuts out, and the house lights return.} [/color] ----------------------------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCH
Rayne 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.}Terri Morasco: Iām not sure about you Vasco but Iām pretty excited for this rematch between Rayne and Fiona McFly. Vasco Dias: If youāre asking me if Iām excited to see Rayne jam her boot up Fionaās ass then yes, Iām incredibly excited. Terri Morasco: Fiona McFly is one of the top womenās wrestlers in the world. Vasco Dias: Tell that to the rest of the world. {Blood by In this Moment roars through out the arena as the crowd cheers. Rayne storms out from the back and through the curtain and stops on the center of the stage soaking in the cheers. Rayne looks around with a sly smirk before marching her way down to the ring. Rayne rolls right in under the bottom rope and jumps right to her feet before heading to the corner of the ring and throwing her arms up yelling out "The Boss Bitch is Here!"}Vasco Dias: Now Rayne is a real world renowned professional wrestler. Her career has spanned two decades plus and sheās back in IWF to show the new generation how itās done. Terri Morasco: Rayne has shown since her return that age hasnāt caused her to lose a step but that still doesnāt mean the industry hasnāt passed her by. Vasco Dias: Rayne is Epitome of Evolution and Fiona McFly is about to face extinction! {The referee calls for the bell and both women move in with their guards up.}Terri Morasco: Both Rayne and Fiona has jujitsu training, Fiona especially focuses on her mma style. Vasco Dias: Rayne has literally wrestled against every style in the industry, Fiona isnāt bringing anything Rayne hasnāt seen before. {They move in closer and start to circle each other. Rayne throws a test shin kick that Fiona blocks.Rayne throws a second kick that Fiona blocks.Fiona moves in with a cross but Rayne blocks the cross and connects with a head butt that causes Fiona to stumble backward.}Terri Morasco: Fiona and Rayne testing the waters here. Vasco Dias: But Rayne made an opening and connected! {Fiona clutches her jaw and glares at Rayne.Rayne tells her to bring it and Fiona comes in fast with jab/cross combos and Rayne blocks each furious blow but Fiona then switches gears and connects with a spinning heel kick to the gut of Rayne. Fiona then hits her with the jab/cross and then a hook/upper cut combo! Rayne staggers back and Fiona hits her with a hard shin kick to the side then hits a big standing drop kick that knocks Rayne onto her back and rolling out of the ring.}Terri Morasco: Looks like Fi took that head butt personally! Vasco Dias: McFly can take it however she likes, it isnāt going to stop Rayne from beating her behind here tonight! Terri Morasco: Fiona is holding herself so far. Vasco Dias: So far. {Rayne is on her feet and now Fiona tells her to bring it. Rayne smiles and slides in under the bottom rope. Fiona lets Rayne get to her feet and the two take up their guards again. Rayne feints a left hook and Fiona goes to block but then Rayne charges with a big European upper cut that nearly takes Fionaās head off. Rayne then grabs Fiona around her waist and throws her to the mat with a big belly to belly suplex! Fiona tries to get right up to her feet but Rayne goes for the tie up and slips right behind Fiona and lifts McFly high up off her feet and throws her down again with a rear waist lock take down!}Vasco Dias: And just like that Rayne is having her way with Fiona. Terri Morasco: There is no doubt that Rayne is stronger and more powerful than Fiona but Fi still has many advantages. Vasco Dias: She loses like a champ? Terri Morasco: Fiona has speed, youth and heart. Vasco Dias: And those things have helped her so much before. {Fiona pushes herself up before Rayne can go for a pin. Rayne grabs Fiona and throws her across the ring, Fiona bounces off the ropes and Rayne looks for a powerslam but Fiona manages to flip through and land on her feet. McFly connects with multiple jab/cross combos and ends it with a roundhouse kick. Fiona then takes off for the ropes and come back with the Challenger chop block to the back of Rayneās knees and takes her down!}Terri Morasco: Fiona targeting the surgically repaired knees of Rayne! Vasco Dias: That move should be illegal! Terri Morasco: Well it isnāt and Fiona just got the advantage! {Rayne looks hurt as Fiona gets to her feet with a smile on her face.Rayne is slowly standing herself and Fiona grabs her for a belly to back suplex and Rayne lands hard. Rayne sits up but Fiona hits her with the Penalty kick! Then Fiona throws Rayne down to the mat and covers her for a one count. Rayne kicks right out and goes to stand up but sheās favoring her leg.Fiona hits a stiff shin kick to the hurt knee of Rayne and then another and another and another!}Terri Morasco: Fiona smells blood in the water! Vasco Dias: Why is the referee just standing there!? Terri Morasco: No rules have been broken! Vasco Dias: In your opinion! Terri Morasco: And the refereeās! {Fiona McFly charges in but Rayne picks her up off her feet for a high angle spine buster! Rayne pushes herself back up to her feet and nurses her knee but Fiona is right behind her and turns right into a choke slam backbreaker from Rayne! Rayne falls backward onto her butt and tries to rub her leg as Fiona is down for the moment. Rayne pushes herself up again and Fiona is up as well.Fiona moves in for another kick to the knee of Rayne but Rayne hits a jab/cross/hook/upper cut combo that stuns Fiona McFly and then pulls Fiona in for the IMPLANT BUSTER!!!}Vasco Dias: Implant Buster! Terri Morasco: Fiona had Rayne on the ropes her but that combo of big moves by Rayne may be it. Vasco Dias: It absolutely is! {Rayne hooks the legs of Fiona as the referee counts. ONE! TWO! THREE!!! Rayne rolls off Fiona and goes back to rubbing her knee as the referee declares Rayne the winner.}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
āThe House ALWAYS WINS!ā
---------------------------------------------------------- {Hail to the Chief by Jidenna hits the pa to a huge crowd pop as Cable Arcane marches out onto the ramp in his grey suit, loafers and aviator sunglasses. Cable looks around with a slight smile on his face as the crowd chants āYou deserve it!ā Arcane nods slightly as his music plays and heads down to the ring. Arcane takes a mic from a stage hand as he walks up the steel steps and climbs into the ring. Arcane looks around the arena again as the crowd continues to cheer.}Cable Arcane: First and foremost I would like to welcome all of you here in CHARLESTON,WEST VIRGINIA! {The crowd erupts.}Cable Arcane: To a Verona free Monday Night Sacrifice!!! {Everyone in the Charleston Civic Center is very happy about that.}Cable Arcane: However, as much as I would like to celebrate my victory last week, I canāt. Despite winning I was robbed of a true victory by a returning pain in my ASS! {The crowds mood shifts as Cable continues.}Cable Arcane: Laura Howlett made her return to IWF and somehow preemptively ended my match, screwing Roberto Verona the same way he screwed me one month ago. Now I know the rumors, Iāve seen what many of you think, you think this was all a long con on the part of myself and Howlett to screw Verona and take control of his company but Iām here to tell you- {Cable is cut off as Canāt Stop by Sixx AM hits the pa and the crowd begins booing like crazy as Laura Howlett steps out onto the ramp in a blood red skirt suit. Her platinum blond hair is pulled back into a tight bun as she looks down the ramp at Cable Arcane, her former client.}Laura Howlett: Cable, Cable, Cableā¦ Itās so nice to see you again. Cable Arcane: I wish I could say the same. Laura Howlett: You know, the last time we were this close you struck me with a back fist āaccidentallyā- {Now the crowd sarcastically chants āYou deserved itā as Cable claps along.}Laura Howlett: Youād think you would thank me for my help despite that little incident! Cable Arcane: Thank you!? Laura Howlett: Yes, thank me for gift wrapping you yet another accomplishment. If you think about, honestly, without me by your side you have literally accomplished nothing. {Cable scowls at her.}Cable Arcane: Iām sorry, someone still sounds bitter about putting all their eggs in the Noah basket. {The crowd laughs as now Laura looks unamused.}Laura Howlett: I made a mistake, clearly Noah wasnāt the right horse to back and that is why I tried to make amends last week by assisting you against Roberto Verona in the biggest match of your career. Cable Arcane: I didnāt need your damn help! Laura Howlett: Maybe, maybe not but being a member of the House of Howlett means you never have to question those moments again. Cable Arcane: Iām not a member of the House of Howlett. {Laura mock frowns.}Laura Howlett: Are you sure about that, Cable, this is a one time offer? Cable Arcane: I will never stand with you or anyone like you ever again! Laura Howlett: Thatās a real shameā¦ {Laura starts to walk toward the ring and Cable stands ready for whatever she may have planned.}Laura Howlett: Because a lot more changed last week than you replacing Verona for thirty days. You see, the board has been pretty concerned about the way Verona has been acting lately as well as what you may do with his powers and thatās whyā¦ {She pauses with a large grin on her face.}Laura Howlett: The Board has appointed me their representative for the foreseeable future. I am management. And as my first act I would like to introduce you, Cable Arcane to the first member of the Extinction Events challengers teamā¦ {Cable looks past her waiting for the music to kick but the crowd pops with boos as Ryan Shane comes bursting through the crowd with a steel chair and slides in the ring behind Cable Arcane. Cable turns just in time to catch the steel chair to the face!}Laura Howlett: MY CLIENT! RYAN SHANE! {Ryan Shane unleashes on Cable Arcane with the steel chair hitting him over and over and over again until the chair is bent nearly in half. Laura joins Ryan in the ring who tosses the chair aside and the two of them stand over Cable.}Laura Howlett: Enjoy your time at the top and rememberā¦ The House always wins! {Laura drops the mic onto Cable and takes the hand of Ryan Shane and raises it high into the air as the crowd boos.}----------------------------------------------------------
SINGLES MATCH
Nighthawk vs Derek Brooks
---------------------------------------------------------- Alison Valance: āThis next contest is scheduled for 1 fall with a 60-minute time limit.ā {The synthesized beginning of "Remember The Name" by Fort Minor begins to play as the crowd grows silent.}YOU READYYYY!? LET'S GO! {The beat breaks in and the strobe lights around the arena go with said beat as the crowd begins to amp up.}"This is ten percent luck..." {As the lyrics begin a single spotlight shines on the man known as "Greatness" before he glances over his shoulder, staring down at the ring. With a concentrated look he slowly turns and starts down to the ring as he's announced.}Alison Valance: From New York City, weighing in at 265 pounds, he is "Greatness Personified"...DEREK BROOKS! {He holds out his arms at the end of the walkway as his name echoes throughout the arena as the fans cheer him on. He climbs the stairs and walks along the apron to the corner where he ascends and looks out to the crowd before flinging his arm in the air much to their appease. He jumps down and steps through the ropes, walking to the center, bouncing around, light as a cat despite his large frame as he gazes out to the crowd before snapping around, climbing the corner and flinging his arm in the air again as the flashbulbs go off everywhere. He jumps down and continues bouncing from one foot to the other in a graceful manner as he waits for the match to begin.}{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. 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.}Alison Valance: āAnd his opponent, weighing in at 185 poundsā¦. āThe Master of 1000 Holdsāā¦. āThe Wrestling Machineā Nighthawk!ā Terri Morasco: āAnd in a matchup between two people looking to get themselves into contention for Survival of the Fittest, and each with their own title questions looking to be answered, Nighthawk steps into the ring against Derek Brooks.ā Vasco Dias: āThis is a matchup of two contrasting styles. Derek Brooks is a brawler, and a very good one. Heāll want to use his size and strength to turn this into a street fight. Conversely, Nighthawk is a world-class technical wrestler with, perhaps, the best claim outside of our current Imperial Champion Andrew Jacobsen to be considered the ironman of IWF. If he can drag the still-young and inexperienced Derek Brooks into deep waters, and rely on his conditioning, this may be in the bag for him.ā {As the referee rings the bell Derek Brooks walks into the center of the ring where Nighthawk is waiting for him and mockingly pats him on the head. Almost as soon as his hand hits the top of Nighthawkās head, however, the Chicagoan quickly executes a gorgeous flying cross-armbreaker only for Derek to get to the ropes and then rolls to the floor where he shakes out his left arm as if clearly realizing the depth of the challenge in front of him. Finally sliding in the ring at the refereeās count of 5 Derek immediately goes for a collar-and-elbow lockup and uses his strength and size advantage to not only back Nighthawk into the ropes but up onto the 2nd turnbuckle, giving a clean break when the refereeās count gets to 4 only to get caught with an over-the-ropes armbar as the referee steps away before letting go of the hold on the count of 4. Shaking his left arm out, leaning against the ring ropes as he works together a new game plan on the fly, Derek grits his teeth in frustration and again goes for a collar-and-elbow lockup and this time shoves Nighthawk almost into the other corner as it is clear he is no longer interested in playing games. Taking a moment to catch his breath, removing the topknot on his head to appreciative squeals from female fans in attendance, the āWrestling Machineā exhales carefully as Derek Brooks issues a test of strength. Glancing to the crowd to see if they think he should take this challenge Nighthawk finally takes the challenge only for Derek to bully him into the ropes before clean breaking and hollering āEasy Workā as he again looks to try and intimidate his smaller opponent. Flipping his long hair out of his face Nighthawk takes another deep breath and tries to shoot in for a single-leg takedown, finally getting it with the aid of a back-heel trip before quickly scrambling for a quick kimura lock which again sends Derek to the ropes and then to the floor, as the āMan of 1000 Holdsā keeps his ice-blue eyes focused on him.} Terri Morasco: āOutclassing is too strong a word for what weāre seeing here, but itās verging on that. Derek Brooks cannot keep up with Nighthawk on the mat, He has to turn it into a brawl when he gets back into the ring.ā Vasco Dias: āI donāt often say this, Terri, but I absolutely agree with you. Derek Brooks is a puppy with big paws right now, and the day may come when he wonāt be in the kind of trouble that heās in right now. But right now, heās got to turn this into a fight.ā {Sliding back in the ring Derek hauls off and cracks Nighthawk across the jaw with a right hand, sending his smaller opponent staggering into the ropes. Continuing to land a flurry of right hands Derek lands a knee strike to the ribs before going for the Happenstance. Sliding through quickly Nighthawk hooks in a tight Alligator Clutch for the 3-count before Derek even has an idea of what happened.}----------------------------------------------------------
SEGMENT
āNext Man Upā
---------------------------------------------------------- {With all the matches in the bag, we cut to the commentary table as Terri and Vasco start giving their thoughts on the night.}Terri Morasco: Vasco, what a night of action following the huge October Revolution event. Vasco Dias: You said it. Sara Garcia took out Kate Steele. Xavier Cross looks like he could be in some major trouble. Then the nice win by Nighthawk to cap things off. Terri Morasco: Well, Iām Terriā¦ {Before she can finish, āCult of Personalityā begins to blare over the speakers as the crowd erupts.}Terri Morasco: What the hell is this!? Vasco Dias: Uh, didnāt know he was even here. {Mike Laszlo storms out onto the stage, Alexis Caffrey following as the crowd continues to blow the roof off the arena. They head to the ring as Alison announces them.}Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome back...MIKE...LASZLO! {The crowd cheers again as Mike and Alexis enter the ring. Mike goes around, egging on the fans before heading to the corner to grab a microphone. Before he can speak, heās serenaded with a āWELCOME BACKā chant. He smirks before finally bringing the microphone to his lips.}Mike Laszlo: Thank you for that, itās greatly appreciated. {The crowd applauds their efforts before allowing him to continue.}Mike Laszlo: You see, while these other people have been kicking each otherās asses and doing their best to entertain the audience, Iāve been sitting at home. {This gets a mixed reaction.}Mike Laszlo: Iāve been recouping. A battle with Spike Kane will take a toll on you, let me tell you. You see, Spike and I did battle to determine who would face Andrew Jacobsen for the Imperial Championship, and as much as it pains me to admit it...Spike Kane won. {Thereās another mixed reaction showing respect for the match Spike and Andrew had at October Revolution.}Mike Laszlo: Those two men beat the piss out of each other, and to be honest, Iām a little jealous that it wasnāt me. HOWEVER...in his quest to become a two time Imperial Champion...Spike...failed. Since he failed, and since I was in the mix when he won his contendership, and our glorious champion says heās not a hard man to find...I figured...why not come here tonight and make a statement. So, with that said, we have a little event coming up called Survival of the Fittest. {Cheers for one of the more popular events of the year.}Mike Laszlo: Yeah, itās a favorite of mine as well. As a matter of fact...just to piss Spike off...ITāS WHERE I BEAT ANGEL TO BECOME IMPERIAL CHAMPION! {A mix of cheers and laughter permeate throughout the arena.}Mike Laszlo: But seriously...it is one of my favorite events of the year, and that being saidā¦ {Mike pauses and looks directly into the camera.}Mike Laszlo: I want in! {The crowd erupts.}Mike Laszlo: Now I donāt have the bullshit connections like Ryan Shane apparently does, but hear me right here and right now...I donāt care who I have to go through, or how many I have to go through. Thereās a shot to become Imperial Champion dangling out in the wind, and you can bet your ass, Iām looking to seize it. {The crowd cheers him on as he points up to the stage.}Mike Laszlo: So everyone back there...listen up. You donāt like me showing up out of the blue? You donāt like me demanding a spot in the Extinction Event? DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT! {Mike sarcastically waits before turning back to the crowd.}Mike Laszlo: I am one of, if not THE best this damn company has to offer. I will not stand idly by and watch some piece of crap like Ryan Shane waltz into the Extinction Event while I sit at home. Iām coming for the champions of this damn federation, and thereās not a damn thing any of you can do about it! {Mike throws the mic in the air, a loud thud as it hits the mat, and āCult of Personalityā plays over the arena speakers again, the camera watching on as Mike riles up the crowd, ending with a shot of him motioning as if a title were around his waist as the IWF logo and Sacrifice logos come on the screen in the lower corners as we end the show.} |
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