Monday Night Sacrifice
Monday, June 4, 2018
SAP Center San Jose, California
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VIDEO SEGMENT
NOTI recap
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{The Devil and the Huntsman begins to play as the video package begins, first showing flyover images of Las Vegas, Nevada. Shots of the Excalibur Hotel, the Luxor, and the MGM all dominate the field before finally settling on the Sam Boyd Stadium. The scene cuts to inside, showing the various competitors preparing for their matches, walking down long and crowded hallways... before stepping out onto the stage before the screaming crowd and countless flashing lights.}
Rachel Grimes: Tonight is going to be incredible...
{Quick shots are shown from the match between Redcap and Xavier Cross, the match flicking from spot to spot before showing Cross going down to the Vorpal Blade, giving Recap the victory.
Next come shots from the Tag Team World Cup, first showing the Age of Gods dominating their opposition in the previous matches, before showing the Bourbon Street Saints losing partway through... but then it cuts to the Saints both smiling into a camera...}
Bourbon Street Saints: THIS AIN'T EVEN CLOSE TO OVER YET!
{The video then shows the Saints winning the Last Chance match, then beating Harper and Hednir, before standing in the middle of the ring against the Age of Gods...}
Rob Diamond: Everyone loves an Underdog.
{Flashes from the match itself, showing the Age of Gods initially dominating before the Saints manage to pull themselves back... and then land the Canonization for the win!}
Terri Morasco: Not a good start for the Age of Gods...
{Flashes next of the match between Nighthawk and Jayson Matthews, intercut with sepia-toned flashes of them when they were close, the dichotomy increasing in tension before showing Jayson landing the win with three backdrop drivers.}
Jayson Matthews: This was the Will of God.
{The Strong Style Match between Bob Pooler and Mike Laszlo, this time with shots highlighting their long rivalry, showing them forced to fight together in the Tag World Cub, the inevitable betrayal, leading to their explosive match at Night of the Immortals, ending with the Pepto Bismol Red from Pooler for the win.
Next are shots from before the Openweight match between Vivienne Rodgers and Helena Sawyer, with clips of Helena fighting her way through the mini-tournament for the #1 contender's slot...}
Vivienne Rodgers: I want to wash the darkness from this belt.
{The shots flash to the match itself, with Vivienne initially struggling to defend herself against Helena's frenetic striking offense before coming back with the Tik Tok for the win.
We see Elaine Laskaris standing in the middle of the ring, with fans cheering around her...}
Elaine Laskaris: The First Ever Luchadora Champion will be decided in the MAIN EVENT of Bloody Assizes... In the FIRST EVER, FIRST ANNUAL... LAST RITES EVENT!!! TWENTY WOMAN BATTLE ROYALE... a new woman enters every 90 seconds until all 20 have entered the ring... PINFALL OR SUBMISSION... No Disqualification Blood Sport!
{Next we see the Joker in the Pack match, with all six men initially circling in the ring before splitting off into their wars. We see many of the insane spots from the match - we see Thaddeus drinking tea at ringside. We see Ulf falling from the briefcase into an Ice Breaker from Jacobsen and a Final Flame from Cross. We see Dean taking out three men with the Screaming from the Sky. We see Harriet hitting Danielle with an umbrella. We see Jason Sandman appearing out of nowhere to attack Xavier Cross... and finally, we see Dean Harper ascending the ladder to become the 2018 Joker in the Pack!}
Vasco Dias: A strong start for The Pack!
{We see the championship match between Ethan King and Caleb Lockwood, exploding into a vicious circle of increasingly dangerous spots. The match finally comes to a confusing close as Ethan King is taken away from the arena under orders from Laura Howlett... but Caleb Lockwood retains, in another victory for The Pack.
Next is the match between Dawn Halliwell and Brooklyn Madrox...}
Dawn Halliwell: The Pack and the Age of Gods going head to head...
{We see Brooklyn's strong start at the beginning of the match, including her kicking out of the Thunderstruck. We see Dawn and Brooklyn falling outside the ring, and the tides immediately turning in Dawn's favor. We see Dawn landing a moonsault from on top of a ladder inside the ring, driving Brooklyn through the table... but Brooklyn kicks out when she goes for the pin in the ring. We see Brooklyn rallying, landing the Beast of War, then the Screaming from the Sky, before finally taking home the victory by countering a second Thunderstruck with the BAMF!}
Terri Morasco: The Pack has held the line against the Age of Gods...
{Finally, we come to the build of the Main Event, starting with the formation of the Age of Gods earlier in the ear over the broken title reign of Andrew Jacobsen. We see Spike and God raising hell as they lay waste to all who oppose them. Then we see Spike Kane losing his title during the Roulette... but then going on to win the Roulette as a whole, earning his shot at Night of the Immortals. It shows shots indicating rising tension between the two, culminating in the defeat of the Age of Gods at the hands of the Bourbon Street Saints. Finally, we see the match itself, with the two men throwing themselves at one another in a violent frenzy. God kicks out of a Thunderstruck. Spike kicks out of a Genocide Kick. The clips accelerate in speed, showing spot after spot that neither man allows to put them down... until finally we see Spike Kane landing the Blood God's Wrath!}
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
{We see Spike Kane collapse in the ring, weary but victorious...}
Terri Morasco: Itâs over!!! Thatâs it!!! Spike Kane is the WORLD CHAMPION!!!!
{Crushed blares through the arena as only now Spike is bringing himself to his feet realizing what heâs now holding in his hands. The IWF World Championship...}
Vasco Dias: What a Night of the Immortals it was, Terri! I can only hope that nex-WOAH!
{The music cuts out.}
Riley Gordon: The Pack Vs. The Age of Gods... This feels biblical.
The Final Seal... Is Broken.
{The music shifts to Now Let Them Tremble by All That Remains as we see the final moments of Night of the Immortals. The ring bursting into flame around Spike and God. Rowan MacDonnough appearing in the ring with them. The arena exploding into Chaos as the Pack appears in full force, and brawls with the Age of Gods as God and Rowan stare one another down... then throwing themselves at one another as though about to fight... before the video cuts to black.}
Vasco Dias: The Apocalypse is here.
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SINGLES MATCH
Ana Luciana "La Estrella de Espana" Santiago Perez De Montes v. Domi Natrix
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{Ana dominates the match, making Domi look a fool in the flashy and graceful way she moves. The match barely lasts ten minutes as Ana takes makes a fool of Domi. Ana pins her for the three count to the cheers of the crowd. }
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IN-RING SEGMENT
DEBTS
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Vasco Dias: âAfter a long fought night at Night of the Immortals, we are looking forward to hearing what Xavier Cross has to say.â
Terri Morasco: âI'm sure he has a few choice words for one Jason Sandman, after costing him the Joker in the Pack match.â
Vasco Dias: âYou have to wonder, is Xavier Cross in any condition to come out here tonight?â
{DMX hits the loudspeakers as the intro to âX gon give it to ya.â hits the loudspeakers as the fans leap to their feet cheering their heads off. But the music comes to an abrupt halt as âAm I a Psychoâ by Tech Nine hits the loudspeakers as the cheers melt away into boos}
Vasco Dias: âIt's Jason Sandman! What the hell is he doing out here?â
Terri Morasco: âI'm getting word from backstage, Xavier Cross wasn't able to make it to the arena tonight, as he is still in Sunrise Medical Center after the brutal assault from Jason Sandman!â
{Sandman walks around the ring, as calm as a contracted killer. Grabbing a microphone from one of the ring techs, he slowly walks up the ring steps, soaking in the jeers from the crowd. Grabbing onto the top rope, he casually climbs over as he moves to the center of the ring.}
Jason Sandman: âAll debts will be-â
IWF Galaxy: âFuck You Sandman! Fuck You Sandman!â
Vasco Dias: âThis San Jose crowd is letting Jason Sandman know exactly how they feel.â
{Sandman's expression doesn't change, still cold and calculating as he raises an eyebrow.}
Jason Sandman (yelling into the microphone): âAll debts will be paid! Xavier Cross. Your little hero, your sweet champion of the people...He has that way about him...but I'll be the first one to tell you. He is all talk.â
IWF Galaxy (louder than before): âFuck You Sandman!â
Jason Sandman: âXavier Cross is a con artist. He wanted to fulfill his little robin hood fantasy. The Council. Which was fun. As he knows first hand now, I love hurting people. But Xavier, when the going got tough, Cross bounced.â
{Sandman paces a bit.}
Jason Sandman: âWhen we were trying to make a difference. He wanted to play house with Steve Awesome. While The Pack was running unchecked, he had a headache. My career was thrown off the rails by Xavier CrossâŠâ
{Sandman looks into the hard camera.}
Jason Sandman: âAnd all debts will be paid in bloodâŠâ
{His expressionless, cold face is turned into a sadistic smile as he drops the microphone, as âAm I a Psycho.â hits the speakers again as Sandman makes his exit.}
Vasco Dias: âJason Sandman believes Xavier Cross owes him a debtâŠâ
Terri Morasco: âbut...we know how dangerous Sandman is...this doesn't look good.â
Vasco Dias: âYou can bet Xavier is sitting in the hospital bed watching this right now.â
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SINGLES MATCH
Vesna v. Jansen Myrrh
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{The synth sounds of "Say Amen (Saturday Night)" by Panic At The Disco begins to play across the arena as Jansen Myrrh steps into the open. She takes a moment to pause and look at the large crowd that has gathered to see the event, perhaps even looking a bit awestruck. The vocals kick in, jarring her out of her awe and she begins to walk down the ramp. She waves at first and then walks over to the side and slaps a few hands with the fans before she gets to the ring.}
Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Augusta, Georgia, weighing in at 130 pounds, Jansen Myrrh!
Terri Morasco: We've got a battle of debuts here tonight, as the rookie Jansen Myrrh makes her way to the ring. She looks so happy to be here, Vasco.
Vasco Dias: You can be as happy as you want, but when your opponent is named the Oncoming Storm, you had better have something else to back it up.
{She pauses for a moment, then takes a deep breath -- holding for a moment before letting it out and then takes one step at a time up the ring steps and walks along the apron. Again, she gets a look at how large the crowd is, momentariliy mesmerized as she ducks down between the bottom and middle rope and slips inside the ring and nodding with a smile to the referee before heading to her corner. Alison takes a deep breath to announce the second participant, but she's cut off.}
Jay: Good people!
{Jay appears at the top of the ramp as the haunting opening to Castle by Halsey begins. They wear a shining white cossack, with a flat brimmed hat. The lights of the stage point to them, causing them to glow in the light. As the music begins in earnest, smoke flows out of the opening, billowing around behind them. Their arms are held, stretched upwards.}
Jay: This day we are all counted as equals, for we shall all be equally blessed to witness the destruction of The Oncoming Storm!
{A form appears in the smoke behind Jay and as the lyrics begin Vesna walks out, wearing a hooded cloak and a mask draped across her face. Hey eyes burn with singular intensity as she gazes out across the crowd to a mixed reaction of noise.}
Alison Valance: ...and her opponent, being accompanied by Jay, from Columbus, Ohio, weighing in at 115 pounds, she is the Oncoming Storm, Vesna!
Vasco Dias: Bear witness, Terri! The Oncoming Storm is here, and we're going to see nothing less than destruction!
Terri Morasco: There's still a match to be wrestled, Vasco. Don't count Jansen Myrrh out just yet. I will say that this Jay character certainly seems enthusiastic in their role...
Vasco Dias: The Herald of the Storm has plenty of reason to be enthusiastic, Morasco. Shed your doubts and embrace the beauty of nature's wrath!
{She sways at the top of the ramp before she struts down to the ring. Jay follows with a reverent expression on their face. As the choral portion of the song begins Vesna turns to face the ramp, hands lifted into fists. Jay drops to their knees in front of her, hands and head lifted in ecclesiastical grace. When the choir drops away and the chorus begins Vesna leaps into the air. She does a graceful back flip to land on the ropes and spring over them to land in the ring. She drops to a seated position, glaring around the crowd as they erupt with noise.}
Terri Morasco: Two newcomers to IWF, but only one can emerge victorious. Let's see what we have to look forward to!
{The bell rings, and the two women move in for a lock-up. Jansen immediately sweeps Vesna's arm out and drags the smaller woman into a headlock. She wrenches the hold, gritting her teeth, and drops to a knee to snap Vesna over with a side headlock takeover. The two are only on the mat for a moment before Vesna counters into a headscissors, bridging up on her hands and wrenching tight on the hold. Jansen struggles against the hold, managing to kick up and out of her predicament. Vesna is immediately on the move, though, hitting the ropes and connecting with a spinning heel kick! Jansen hits the mat hard, and Vesna follows up with a snapping elbow drop, quickly covering!
ONE! Jansen kicks out!}
Terri Morasco: Jansen Myrrh showing solid fundamentals, but the explosivity of Vesna on full display here in the early going. What do you think the key to victory will be for each competitor?
Vasco Dias: Jansen Myrrh has to survive Vesna. That's the honest truth. She has such a primal intensity about her. Just look at that snarl on her face!
{Indeed, Vesna is snarling as she hauls Jansen up off the canvas, lighting her up with a European uppercut and sending the rookie stumbling. Vesna keeps the pressure on with a second uppercut, driving Jansen into the corner. She wrenches Jansen's arm and whips her across the ring with a shout, charging in after her and connecting with a handspring forearm to the back of Jansen's neck just as she hits the turnbuckles! Jansen lets out a cry of pain, and Vesna hits the ropes again, connecting with a vicious sliding forearm strike! Vesna covers again!
ONE! TWO! Another kickout by Jansen Myrrh!}
Terri Morasco: The heart on this young woman is just incredible. She refuses to give in!
Vasco Dias: Have all the heart you want, against a force like this it's just begging for failure.
{Vesna hauls Jansen up by her hair, shouting at her, only for Jansen to break her grip and fire off a big knife-edge chop! She throws a second chop, grabbing Vesna's arm, and whips her into the ropes, driving a knee into Vesna's gut as she rebounds off! Vesna buckles, clutching her midsection, and Jansen hauls her into position for a piledriver, taking a deep breath and looking around at the crowd. She grabs Vesna about the midsection, gritting her teeth and trying to lift her up, but Vesna manages to hold her ground. Vesna snaps her hands out, delivering a punch to Jansen's side, and flips her up and over with a huge back body drop! Jansen lands on her knees, dazed, and Vesna hits the ropes, coming off with a huge BASEMENT RANA that drives Jansen's head into the mat! Vesna pops up, roaring to the crowd, who respond in kind!}
Terri Morasco: What a huge hurricanrana from Vesna! Jansen Myrrh might be out!
Vasco Dias: She got a little bit of offense and got overeager, and the Oncoming Storm made her pay for it.
{Vesna rushes the turnbuckle, ascending swiftly. She calls out to the crowd, beckoning for their attention, before measuring the fallen Jansen and hurling herself off the top with the NATURE'S FURY! The 450 leg drop crushes across her upper chest and throat, and Vesna reaches over to hook a leg, her own leg still splayed across Jansen's throat!
ONE! TWO! THREE! "Castle" hits as Vesna leaps to her feet, smirking in triumph.}
Alison Valance: Here is your winner, Vesna!
Terri Morasco: Great heart and a good showing from Jansen Myrrh tonight, but in the end Vesna secures the victory. What a brutal performance!
Vasco Dias: This is a kind of violence you don't normally see out of an acrobatic performer. I'm excited, Terri. The women's division just keeps getting more and more rich with talent.
{Jansen rolls out of the ring, clutching her throat as Vesna climbs the turnbuckles and works over the crowd, shouting at them and riling them up as Jay looks on, nodding approvingly and applauding.}
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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
Caleb Lockwood Interviewed about the Extreme Championship
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{The camera finds Rachel Grimes approaching Caleb Lockwood backstage.}
Rachel Grimes: Mr. Lockwood! I was wondering if I could have a few moments of your time to talk about the future of the Extreme Championship?
{Caleb looks up at her from where he was sitting and gives her a nod as he washes down a bite of a sandwich with a glass of milk.}
Caleb Lockwood: Sure thing. What do you want to know?
Rachel Grimes: Well, since you won your match at Night of the Immortals, I was hoping you could tell us who you might be defending against next?
Caleb Lockwood: Well, there's a lot of options there. The nice thing about the IWF is that there's no lack of talent to -
{Caleb is suddenly cut off as Ethan King appears from off-screen, kicking Caleb in the gut and pulling him into the BEND THE KNEE! A referee appears out of nowhere as Ethan, inexplicably, pins Caleb against the concrete floor!}
Referee: ONE! TWO!! TH-
{Caleb kicks out and rolls away, snarling with anger as Ethan smirks and squares up.}
Ethan King: Talking about your next defense, Caleb? Little presumptuous, don't you think?
Caleb Lockwood: I beat you, Ethan.
{Ethan's grin widens.}
Ethan King: Did you? You didn't pin me, I didn't submit, there was no announced time limit and I never heard a bell. I said on Twitter that it wasn't over, and I meant that literally - the match is still ongoing.
{Caleb blinks as his eyes widen with shock at this stunt. Ethan chuckles.}
Ethan King: Since it's a falls count anywhere match, Laura was kind enough to provide me with a referee as a personal valet, so that I'll be able to make it official when I catch you off guard and pin you. Unfortunately we weren't able to continue the match tonight in the ring... but don't bother making challenges for OFN. Laura already filed the paperwork to bring our match to a conclusion.
Caleb Lockwood: ... You puffed-up, arrogant, piece of sh-
Ethan King: Language, pauper, language! We're live, after all.
{Ethan adjusts his tie.}
Ethan King: You should have listened, Caleb. The House Always Wins.
{Ethan and his ref walk off camera, leaving Caleb dumbfounded on the floor, covered in sandwich and milk.}
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SINGLES MATCH
Darius Navarro v Mr. Happy
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Alison Valance: The following match is scheduled for one fall by pinfall or submission.
{The arena buzzes with excitement as "Mr. Happy" By ICP hits the loudspeakers as the arena leaps to their feet in the name of Happy. A spotlight hits above the Impera-tron, where Mr. Happy is riding a giant Faygo Root Beer bottle like Major Kong in Dr. Strangelove. In each hand his infamous Faygo Root Beer, shaking them up wildly.}
Vasco Dias: Thereâs MR. Happy making his entrance.
Terri Morasco: We are having a few debuts matches this evening. Mr. Happy is old hat at going against new or returning talent.
Alison Valance: From Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at 320 pounds, MISTER HAPPY!
{The giant rocket bottle Happy rides stops at the ring ropes as he slides into the ring, climbing immediately to the corner, he slams the faygo bottles together as streams of root beer come flowing out and into his mouth, over his face, basically everywhere. Throwing the empty bottles into the crowd, he hops off the turnbuckle, signaling at someone, as a bottle comes flying towards him, he fumbles a bit but manages to catch it. Shaking the bottle furiously, he slams it into the mat as it rockets into a fizzy cloud into the arena, the fans are going nuts as Mr. Happy begins to slam on his chest.}
Terri Morasco: He seems to have some life in him after that match with Xavier Cross.
Vasco Dias: Or accepted his fate.
"Eyes wide shut but they know
Buried alive by the lies in their soul
Their stride of a blind man's stroll
Well for whom does the next bell toll"
{The words rip through the PPA as "Don't Get In My Way" hits as the lights dim to a dark purple. A grey like smoke rising on the ramp way as the form of Darius comes up onto the stage. His shades and his jacket not hiding his face. His hands lift up to a loud "WOOOO" at the crowd in mockery of their fan favorites of old. His hands pulling off his shades as he walks onto the ramp way looking back at the smoke. Taking them he throws his shades into the crowd as his wild eyes widen at the crowd who he is grinning at. His hands begin to unbutton his jacket as he begins to walk down the ramp. Letting the top drop down onto the ground without looking back. The lights begin to flicker red in the purple as he stops at the steps. Jumping up onto the top stop with a roll of his eyes.}
Alison Valance: And coming down to the ring, from Richmond, Virginia weighing 250 pounds, DARIUS NAVARRO!
{As Navarro climbs up the steps he jumps onto the top rope with ease. His hands extending out to the crowd as his grin widens even more then it had before. He puts his hands down on the top rope as he looks around the ring and he begins to lift himself up onto the rope before flipping back onto his feet where he howls out at the crowd. Pyro explodes from every corner in a brilliant green light as the lights turn back to normal. }
Terri Morasco: Darius is new to the company and making a lot of promises.
Vasco Dias: Heâs The Pastor of Disaster and Your Prophet of the Pit.
Terri Morasco: I donât need a prophet like that. Canât anyone just be a prophet of something nice?
Vasco Dias: I think he fights right in with the Age of Gods and The Pack running around.
Terri Morasco: Of course, you do.
{Darius is pacing slightly as Mr. Happy bounces looking ready to giving a hug. As soon as the bell rings Darius launches at Mr. Happy hits with a cradle DDT.}
Vasco Dias: Nice opening here from Darius.
Terri Morasco: Not wasting any time here.
{Darius picks Happy up and hits him with a spinebuster causing Happy to cry out in pain.}
Terri Morasco: Ow. That has to hurt.
Vasco Dias: He promised Happy Pain. He has to deliver on it.
{Darius CURTAIN JERK causing Happy to hit the turnbuckle and fall to the mat bleeding.}
Terri Morasco: Thatâs excessive!
Vasco Dias: Thatâs beautiful!
{Laughing, he pulls Happy up again into a SPINAL CONTUSION. He goes for the pin.
1
2
3!}
Terri Morasco: He was barely moving as it was. Was the finisher necessary?
Vasco Dias: Yes. When you call yourself a pastor you have to deliver a message
Terri Morasco: I guess he did just that.
Alison Valance: Winner by pinfall DARIUS NAVARRO!
{As âDonât Get in my wayâ plays over the PA system Darius stands tall, pressing a foot against Happyâs chest smiling at the painted faced Juggalo moans in pain.}
Vasco Dias: Very impressive match here from Darius. I canât wait to see what he does next.
Terri Morasco: Iâll agree heâs made an impression.
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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
"By Inferno's Light... (Fiona McFly has a conversation)"
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{We find Fiona McFly lounging about in a vacated dressing room in the SAP Center that would normally serve as a referee's area during NHL games. It was rare to see her smiling on a camera, much less enjoy a brief yet relaxing meditation period; yet it didn't last forever. Without warning, the lights would go out, bathing the room in total darkness for a moment before fading into a blood-red hue.}
"Seriously, you weren't going to say 'I've got a bad feeling about this,' right?"
{Fiona gasped upon hearing a strange, synthesized voice, as if a presence that didn't belong was in her midst.}
Fiona McFly: Get out of this dressing room, you pervert!
"Wow...such a grandiose thematic note from such a gifted personality as you."
{The voice chuckled with glee as Fiona shook her head.}
"And besides...you and, by extension, the entire Imperial world won't be able to catch me in the act of hurting or torturing people...although swiping the poor jobbers' pizza gave me quite the thrill, I must say."
{She gritted her teeth as the vibes grew tenser by the second, an unholy aura began to take charge of her body, leaving her frozen like a statue.}
Fiona McFly: You're going to PAY for what you've done!
"That line's been uttered by many a heroine in the past yet it feels so archaic and bland. Like I said, I can't be caught...for I am, what you call, a ghost--a figment of everyone's imagination conjured out of thin air."
Fiona McFly: Who are you...?
{The entity laughed out loud as we see Fiona's frame beginning to twitch in ways that aren't exactly "human" in nature.}
"I...am 'Johnny.' The only living soul who can physically 'see' or 'interact' with me is none other than my dear little brother. Everyone else, you included, can only hear me...and feel me..."
{Her lips quivered, pondering what the consciousness was trying to convey.}
Fiona McFly: What are you talking about when you say "dear little brother?!"
"You'll figure it out over the natural course of time. In any case, parting is such sweet sorrow. Yet before I go, I have but one question to ask of you...
{The red-hued lights instantly turned back to black, making Fiona completely invisible to the naked eye. We hear the sounds of a distinctive, blood-curdling scream, several thumps and bangs, and then...silence.}
"...have you ever tangoed with The Demon by Inferno's Light?"
{After a few seconds, the lights in the room began to flicker before turning back on--revealing a completely disheveled Fiona lying on the ground, sweating profusely and shaken to the very core. The crowd lets out an audible gasp as we see a white index card next to her prone form, with a simple hashtag in red ink that reads...}
"#RememberMe"
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SINGLES MATCH
Gen. Eric vs Red Dragon
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{Gen. Eric and Red Dragon fight hard in the ring. Things go back and forth for a while with Gen. Eric getting the upper hand before Red Dragon knocks him to outside of the ring. The two lose the match by count out while they battled on the outside before being separated by security. }
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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
Sharing is caring
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{The camera is following Crystal as she rounds a corner to see Ciara OâConnor with her feet up on the table as she scrolls through her phone.}
Crystal Hilton: What are you doing?
Ciara OâConnor: Reading. Why?
{Crystal sighs.}
Crystal Hilton: I have my match against Shea in a couple minutes. Whereâs Charity? Is she coming out with us?
Ciara OâConnor: She had a phone call she had to take.
{Crystal crosses her arms.}
Crystal Hilton: So if someone comes in to try and cost me my match I only have you to protect me?
{Ciara looks up from her phone.}
Ciara OâConnor: Oi.
Crystal Hilton: Not that you are not a twisted little sociopath sometimes, but the numbers game is not in our corner if Fiona and Vivi get it in their head to get involved.
{Ciara OâConnor swings her feet off the table and stands to look at Crystal.}
Crystal Hilton: No offense.
Ciara OâConnor: Fiona got knocked out backstage earlier. Vivienne is likely bedside with her boyfriend. You donât have anything to worry about, oh fearless leader.
Crystal Hilton: Right. Okay. Just Shea one on one.
Ciara OâConnor: If thatâs how you want it.
{Ciara sits back down putting her feet on the table causing Crystal to frown.}
Crystal Hilton: What are you reading anyway?
{Ciara motions her over, Crystal leans over and puts a hand to her mouth.}
Crystal Hilton: Oh my god⊠that's twisted.
Ciara OâConnor: Someone has to plan what we do next. We can't just keep going after Fiona and Shea, can we? Anyone not with us is against us.
Crystal Hilton: âŠWe'll talk about this after my match.
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SINGLES MATCH
Crystal Hilton v. Shea O'Hara
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Alison Valance: The Following contest is scheduled for one fall.
Terri Morasco: This is a grudge match.
Vasco Dias: Can you really call this a grudge match? The BFC attacked Shea for taking up space on their stage. How were they meant to know she was pregnant?
Terri Morasco: How could you not? They didnât attack Rayne when she was retiring during Night of the Immortals.
Vasco Dias: If you paid attention to the BFC Instagram youâd know Crystal and Charity were having a spa day since management denied them being booked.
{As the music starts of Diva by BeyoncĂ© all the house lights go down doing a spotlight on the top of the ramp. The Tron lights up with the phrase âBest Friends Clubâ as Crystal Hilton enters first flanked by Charity Crowne on her right and Ciara OâConnor on her left. The three walk down the ramp the spotlight follows them, they stop as Charity and Crystal gossip a little before laughing loudly and striking a pose. As the three of them walk further down Ciara walks ahead to push down the center rope to allow Charity and Crystal to walk through. In the ring All three strike a pose before going to their corner of the ring.}
Alison Valance: Coming down to the ring, standing at 5â5ââ, weighing in at 115 pounds, accompanied by The Best Friends Club Crystal Hilton!
Terri Morasco: Crystal clearly doesnât want to be alone here tonight.
Vasco Dias: Crystal wants backup in case. You never know how someone might attack you.
Terri Morasco: Did you here what you just said?
{The lights go out before the tron flickers to life with a flick of orange hair, before "In God We Trustâ 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!"
Alison Valance: And making her way down to the ring, standing at 5â6ââ and weighing in at 135 pounds, Shea OâHara!
{The crowd chant along with the song, as Shea OâHara barges through the curtain before standing in the middle of the stage. She lowers herself, almost squatting, before thrusting her arms into the air with the âdevil hornsâ as a small pyro goes off behind her. She then sprints to the ring, sliding under the ropes and runs to the camera side and leans through the ropes on the second rope throwing up her âdevil hornsâ once again.}
Terri Morasco: This match is personal for both women here tonight. One selfish and one to defend whatâs transpired.
Vasco Dias: The BFC has attacked a lot of women. They donât fear someone like Shea.
{The Ref makes sure both women are kept away from one another while he looks between them. Ciara sits on the edge of the ring before the bell rings to begin the match}
Terri Morasco: Shea isnât someone to be taken lightly.
Vasco Dias: Whose taking her lightly? Crystal has her best friends in her corner.
{As Shea and Crystal run towards one another, but Crystal slides under the ropes and leg sweeps Shea to the mat.}
Vasco Dias: The match already has a good start.
Terri Morasco: That had to hurt.
{Shea falls back slightly. Crystal hits her with a Enziguri. Shea hits the mat. Crystal barely gives Shea a moment to recover before going for jumping up to do a springboard armdrag. Ciara and Charity are cheering her on from the sidelines.}
Terri Morasco: Crystal is taking the match up a notch in speed.
Vasco Dias: Shea is barely getting a moment to breathe.
{Crystal tries to go for a Body Slam but Shae counters and jumps up and goes for a Springboard Side Kick knocking Crystal into the ropes. Ciara rolls her eyes and lifts Crystal up. Crystal climbs onto the ropes bouncing once. Crystal hits Shea with a Diving Hurricarana.}
Terri Morasco: Crystal is dominating this.
Vasco Dias: Can you be surprised when she has her girls in her corner?
{Crystal hits her with a Smell The Roses. Shea lays on the mat, dazed. Crystal bows to the boos from the crowd.}
Vasco Dias: Crystal is the true star here.
{Crystal goes for the pin.
1
2
KICK OUT!}
Terri Morasco: That was a good kick out. Who knows what would have happened if Crystal hadnât wasted time posing.
Vasco Dias: Youâre jealous because Crystal gets a reaction from the crowd and you donât.
Terri Morasco: I donât think anyone is jealous of how the crowd reacts to Crystal.
{Shea cracks her neck slightly glaring at Crystal. Crystal hits Shea with another leg sweep. Ciara and Charity make mocking sounds from the sidelines.}
Vasco Dias: Crystal trying to keep Shea down. Itâs where she belongs when competing against the Silver Screen Queen.
{Sheas pops up. She has an angry look on her face}
Terri Morasco: The champ looks to be trying to turn this match around
{Crystal goes for a hair toss but Shea counters with a Pele Kick to Crystalâs head, making the other women hit the mat. Shea waits a beat for Crystal to roll over, and Shea does a Running Leg Drop to Crystalâs back.}
Vasco Dias: Shea seems pretty angry suddenly.
Terri Morasco: Sheâs allowed. Crystal and her groupies stole something from Shea.
Vasco Dias: Donât be melodramatic Terri. Lots of people lose pregnancies.
Terri Morasco: They attacked her Vasco!
Vasco Dias: Debateable.
Terri Morasco: Youâre the worstr.
{Shea goes for WRATH OF IRELAND, twisting Crystalâs arm back. The Ref drops down to see if Crystal will tap out}
Terri Morasco: This might be it right here.
Vasco Dias: Crystal isnât going to tap out here. Sheâs got some inner strength here.
Terri Morasco: Inner strength?
{Ciara subtly hooks Crystalâs leg on the bottom rope with her own foot. Shea is forced to let go.}
Terri Morasco: Thatâs cheating!
Vasco Dias: Inner strength.
{Shea stands up and glares at Ciara who shrugs mockingly.}
Terri Morasco: How did the ref not catch that?
Vasco Dias: Thereâs lots of things they donât catch.
{Shea goes to yell at Charity and Ciara. Charity moves back but Ciara is clearly saying something mocking back. Crystal attempts to hit Shea with the Flashing Lights but Shea ducks at the right moment so Ciara gets hit off the apron.}
Vasco Dias: Oh no!
{Shea climbs onto the turnbuckle stretching slightly as she looks down at Crystal on the mat. She jumps hitting the other women with a ST. PATRICKâs PARADE!}
Terri Morasco: Nice finishing move from Shea.
Vasco Dias: Thatâs one way to end this match I suppose.
{Shea goes for the pin.
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3!!}
Alison Valance: And your winnerâŠ. Shea OâHara!!
Vasco Dias: How could this happen?
Terri Morasco: Vindication for Shea here. It will be interesting to see where things go from here.
{Shea stands tall with her arm raised high glaring at Charity who is dragging Crystal out of the ring.}
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BACKSTAGE SEGMENT
"The World Needs Heroes"
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James Gilmore: Pepperoni heaven!
{We find James Gilmore in the SAP Center conference room, staring wide-eyed at the pizza which had lined up the long central table. If there was anything he loved more than wrestling itself, it was the sweet and wondrous aroma of pepperoni and sausage that permeated throughout the room. The Islander alum, holding onto a paper plate and his bottle of Coke Zero, grabbed two pieces of the heavenly pie before sitting down in one of the swiveling office chairs.}
James Gilmore: Ahh yes dudes and dudettes...a moment to reflect!
{James closed his eyes, propping his feet on a corner of the table before starting to munch on his pizza. Oh, he savored every bite of it as if he was a kid at Six Flags about to ride the Texas Giant for the first time. To him, pizza was bliss--nothing more, nothing less. Yet it didnât last for longâŠ}
"GILMOOOOORRRRRREEEEE!!!!!â
{...and we see the reason why. Stepping into the picture was Otto, one of the supervisors in charge of IWF security. He was an older gentleman but muscular as well, sporing a white T-shirt with âSECURITYâ written on the front in red letters.}
James Gilmore: Oh...hi Mister Odo! How can I help ya dude?!
Supervisor Otto: It's 'OTTO' you nincompoop--and I'm a security supervisor, NOT a 'dude!'
James Gilmore: Apologies...I'm just enjoyin' a nice, hearty dinner that's all.
{Otto swooped in, swiping Jamesâ empty plate and setting it firmly on top of an empty pizza box.}
Supervisor Otto: Donât you know thereâs a war going on?!
{James responded by blowing a raspberry.}
James Gilmore: Ainât my concern man. Thatâs -their- problem, not mine. Iâd rather stay as far away from that hot mess to be âfair and balanced.â
Supervisor Otto: Spoken like a pacifist whoâd rather throw people under the bus instead of fightingâŠ
James Gilmore: Nah bubba, spoken like a dude that would rather walk away and be patient instead of gettinâ manhandled again.
{The supervisor shrugged his shoulders and snorted at Gilmoreâs cynicism.}
Supervisor Otto: Alright Mr. Gilmore, you leave me no choice.
{Gilmore tried to raise his hands in protestâŠ}
James Gilmore: Hold up--I'm just rushin' in for seconds.
{...only for Otto to muster a shit-eating grin on his mug.}
Supervisor Otto: In light of a certain âotherâ problem thatâs been plaguing this federation for weeks now, you...are gonna be my personal DEPUTY!
{The Islander alum began to eke out a sly smirk that, eventually, turned into a fit of laughter as Otto gritted his teeth in frustration.}
James Gilmore: HA! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...PFFFFT! C'mon, maaaaaan--Iâm a wrestler, not a detective! Seriously...this is totally a joke, right?!
Supervisor Otto: As I learned from a famous fictional gadgeteer, I never joke about my work; after all, I have Ph.D's in Parapsychology and Psychology. My fields of study when I was attending Columbia included the act of demonic possession, and right now, on top of this Apocalypse business, a DEMON is running amok in the Imperial Wrestling Federation! It took out several of my security staff--
James Gilmore: {cuts Otto off} Oh, I figured the lâil kiddies loved spooky stories about spectral locomotives, or maybe it's 'cuz you make your guards wear those tacky red--YEEEOOOWWWWW!!!!!!
{cuts Gilmore off by grabbing him by the beard}
Supervisor Otto: AARRRRGGGHHH...IâM NOT INTERESTED IN OPENING MY EARS TO YOUR BRAINLESS, WITLESS PRATTLE! SO SHUT UP...or youâll rue the day you screwed around with me!
James Gilmore: ZOINKS!!! L-l-let go, dude! Anything but the beard...
{Gilmore winces as Otto lets go of his beard and folds his arms, giving James a dagger-like stare.}
Supervisor Otto: As I said, this beast took out some in my staff, destroyed the Union of Jobbers two weeks ago, and if you haven't been paying attention...it mind-raped Fiona McFly thirty minutes ago!
{James gasped, shaking his head over hearing the sudden news about his friend.}
Supervisor Otto: Yes...I figured the mention of your best friend and travel partner would sober you up, and as much as I donât like using the term âmind-rape,â itâs the only way I could best describe what happened. So...either you're a deputy, or I will refer you to the principalâs office for a nice, pleasant chat with Mr. Nash about how you have somehow managed to conjure up this ghost out of thin air and made it wreak havoc over this grand company!
{James took a deep breath, knowing damn well that he was not going to win the discussion. He acquiesced, taking a sip from his soda.}
James Gilmore: Alright...I'll help ya. Weâll talk compensation later.
Supervisor Otto: That's all I ask...but Iâll just pray that your price is right.
{Both men chuckled; yet as Otto was about to make his exit, he turned back around and spoke. Only this time...he sounded nothing like the gruff supervisor in a bad mood; he was more like a father figure--conciliatory, understanding that there was something troubling the IWF star in spite of the fact that he didnât want to show it in front of anyone.}
Supervisor Otto: James, I want you to keep this between you and me. I know youâre not exactly the âteam playerâ who sees eye-to-eye with anyone, but I understand you're trying to put on a brave face after Dean Harper kidnapped your girlfriend Yulia. I can tell, by the look in your eyes, you REALLY want to get her back. I would be thinking the same thing if I was in your shoes...but right now, there's a war going on between two ungodly entities that have blurred the line between honor and disgrace. As far as Iâm concerned...there is no such as thing as âgoodâ or âevilâ anymore.
{Otto paused before taking a slice of the vegetarian pizza for himself as a snack.}
Supervisor Otto: This war...is in need of new heroes, and right now, in spite of every bad perception you might have caught from others in the past including from yours truly...I want you to be a hero. Not just for my sake, not just for Yulia's, not just for Fiona's...but for your own as well. But this âJohnnyâ has to be dealt with first and foremost...then, and only then, will you have the courage and strength to end the conflict once and for all.
{The longtime guard handed Gilmore a small business card, complete with name, phone number, and Skype handle.}
Supervisor Otto: My information is on the card...enjoy your meal.
{Otto made his exit, leaving James to ponder what he had said to him. He knew the supervisor was right, but in order to settle his beefs on the outside, Gilmore knew he had to confront the very demon that had been plaguing him for months on end.}
James Gilmore: "Hero.â I like the sound of that, but Iâm no hero. Iâd rather be a lone wolfâŠ
{James paused, then looked at the slightly-cracked doorway. His eyes widened as he gazed at the presence of none other than âJohnnyâ himself--a pale-faced, clean-shaven figure with hazel eyes and black hair.}
âJohnnyâ: A lone-wolf hero, huh? Boy oh boy..youâve got your work cut out for you. Then again, I would have expected nothing less from you--especially coming from my own...dear...little brother!
{James looked at the ghastly figure with a somber expression.}
James Gilmore: I know...brother. Right now, Iâve got bigger fish to fry...and I donât want you in my head. Youâre torturinâ my friend and I wanna know why.
{And just as quickly as he appeared, âJohnnyâ was gone--but not before leaving his brother with one final tidbit of information.}
'Johnny' (voice): Like you, Iâm a dreamer seeking to become legendary--no matter the cost. Soon enough, youâll understand that everything youâve thought or said about me in the past will be wrong. I only want to help you with your game...but you have to release me. When the time is right, it will happen. Iâll be watching youâŠ
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IN-RING SEGMENT
Tag Team World Cup, What's next?
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{The camera goes backstage to show the Bourbon Street Saints standing with the Tag Team World cup trophy and two Microphones.}
Nick Hunter: Hey IWF itâs your boys, Bourbon Street Saints
Nate Harris: The only legit the Tag Team in that competition that has been taking up all that screen time.
Nick Hunter: Damn right. So who won the tag team world competition?
Nate Harris: We did.
Nick Hunter: Weâre we undefeated? Nah, but ainât nobody who went through.
Nate Harris: and we did that shit. We did that shit despite all the shit yâall threw at us. Ainât nobody see us coming but we knocked em all out to come out on top.
Nick Hunter: and weâll keep that shit up. No tag team division? Donât matter we still gonna be here kicking ass and takin names.
Nate Harris: Trust
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SINGLES MATCH
Maxine Valentine v. Alexis Gold
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Ring Announcer Alison Valance: âThis next contest is scheduled for one fall.â
"Tonight..
I just want to take you higher..
Throw your hands up in the sky..
Let's set this party off right..â
{The techno-screech preluding the inevitable beat drop soars across the audience, the lights dim to a gold color as Alexis makes her way onto the stage, a quick spin and a pose -- her right elbow calculated at an acute angle, hand raking through her hair and left knee prompt out balancing on the left nose of her boot and right ball of her heel -- signals a slo-mo effect and the rain of gold pyro from the rafters.}
Alison Valance: âIntroducing first, from Los Angeles, California and weighing in at 125 poundsâŠâŠ Alexis Gold!â
{Alexis sashays down the ramp, twirling a single strand of hair around her index finger, cutting cold glares at those at ringside as she passes. She approaches the ring apron, hopping onto it with her left cheek bending her left knee atop of the surface while stretching her right leg across it; her left hand wound around the top rope as she poses for a moment then pulls herself onto her feet. From there, entering the ring through the middle and bottom ropes; concluding to her corner with pre-match stretches.}
âAmazing Grace! How sweet the sound, That saved a wretch like me .I once was lost but now am found ,Was blind but now I see...â
{The Last line of the first verse starts to tone down through minor key and into a dirge as âThe Wolfâ By Fever Ray starts to pay, and out stalks Maxine, Gas mask on her face, walking slowly to the ring and head bowed, even as the lights flicker red and green as she climbs the apron , eventually the mask is removed as she climbs in the ring and stalks her prey from side to side.}
Alison Valance: âAnd her opponent, from Arklay, Missouri and weighing in at 270 poundsâŠ. Maxine Valentine!â
{Almost as soon as the bell rings Maxine Valentine runs full-speed across the ring and crushes Alexis in the corner with an avalanche before quickly landing a trio of vicious clotheslines as Alexis staggers out right into a Karambit before she falls to the mat face-first. Picking her up Maxine lands 4 consecutive powerbombs as the referee frantically rushes in to wave the bout off and calls for the medics to come in, which they do with a stretcher as the referee rings the bell.}
Alison Valance: âThe winner of the match, via referee stoppage, Maxine Valentine!â
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VIDEO SEGMENT
The War Begins (In Catering)
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{We come back from break on a close up of commentary, Vasco Dias and Terri Morasco waiting for their cue.}
Vasco Dias: Last Sunday Night we saw the beginning of a war.
Terri Morasco: Heaven versus Hell.
Vasco Dias: After a grueling contest that saw a new IWF World Champion be crowned in Spike Kane, Rowan MacDonnough returned to declare war on the Age of Gods.
Terri Morasco:The Pack made their presence felt at Night of the Immortals and left the Age of Gods laying.
Vasco Dias: And as we are about to see that was only the beginning.
Terri Morasco: Earlier today there was a confrontation that caused most of the members of both teams to be banned from the arena per Roberto Verona.
Vasco Dias: Luckily we caught it all on camera. Roll tape.
{We are taken to earlier in the day where Spike Kane, Angel Blake and Jayson Matthews can be seen storming into the arena, security is trying to slow them down but all three men lay out the group of guards before pushing past.}
Vasco Dias: As we can see the Age of Gods was on the warpath.
{The three men round a corner and charge into an open room where catering is. Dean Harper looks up suddenly from a plate of food as Spike Kane lunges for him, the two men crashing onto the floor. Bob Pooler comes running up trying to get between Blake and Caleb but both men send him flying before throwing fists. Jayson Matthews targets Warren Kane and the two begin to brawl while Spike is still laying into Dean.}
Terri Morasco: No one was safe!
{El Grande Malo runs over to Spike and tries to pull him off but Spike grabs Malo and sends him flying like a torpedo face first into a batch of mashed potatoes. Dean is up now and cracks Spike over the back with a lunch tray. Warren throws Matthews into Nick from the Bourbon Street Saints. Mr Happy is seen trying to grab as much food as he can but Warren kicks him straight in the head and jumps on top of Matthews.}
Vasco Dias: It was pandemonium!
{Caleb and Angel fight back out into the hall way. Caleb throws Angel into a bunch of production staff and grabs a lighting stand. Caleb swings wildly before finally hitting Angel with it. Dean throws Spike over some more tables and shoves the Red Cap out of his as he scoops up a steel chair. Warren peels Matthews off the floor but Matthews throws Warren into the concrete wall!}
Terri Morasco: Even security couldn't get this under control!
{Security begin to pour into a catering, several men grab Caleb and pull him off Angel, then Jayson and then Dean. But one by one the members of the Pack and the Age of Gods start to fight back. Spike puts a guard through a table with a power bomb. Dean kicks and ddt's one on the floor. Blake just kicks one right in the head. Caleb uses the lighting poll and takes one down. Warren clothes line one. Matthews hits a European upper cut on one. Before long catering and the hall way outside are full of security guard bodies and the six men having a stare down before going right back at it.}
Roberto Verona: ENOUGH! ENOUGH!
{Roberto Verona comes charging in with the rest of security as well as a few armed police officers who again start to peel the six men apart.}
Spike Kane: I'm going to kill you!
Dean Harper: You'll try!
{Finally all the men are pulled apart as Roberto stands there fuming.}
Roberto Verona: I can see there's no keeping you all apart so if you don't have a match tonight then get the HELL out of my arena!!!
{With that security and the police start to drag everyone away as we head to commercial again.}
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SINGLES MATCH
Steve Awesome v. Pax Stormcrow
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{All the lights in the arena die out and the fans in attendance start chanting his name.
"AWE-SOME! AWE-SOME! AWE-SOME!"
Dramatic Pause.
"REGRETS I'VE HAD MINE!"
The lights in the arena explode to life as they flash green and black to the beat as Steve Awesome comes running out with intensity to the hyped up chorus of "Full of Regrets" by Danko Jones.
Lonely nights/ and a whole lot of wasted time!
If you see her wont you tell her for me/
It's better this way to avoid all the misery
The chorus plays again as Steve walks down to the ring. The guitar starts soloing and Steve hops into the ring and he provocatively slips off his jacket and then spins and drops into a kneel and he flexes his arms. He gets a slow motion effect as pyro sprays behind him. }
Vasco Dias: The Face of the Franchise is here!
Terri Morasco: More like the wannabe Face of the Franchise. Steve Awesome is nothing more than a cheater and a liar!
Vasco Dias: Steve Awesome is the best in the world. He earned the right to call himself that after beating Cable Arcane!
Terri Morasco: He cheated!
Vasco Dias: Wins a win and tonight heâs getting another win.
{The lights in the arena dim, and there is the sound of a powerup collected in an old video game system. At the sound, the crowd leap to their feet with cheers A beat is laid out, filling the arena with the sounds of a Midi file. The lights pulse in time with the music. As they flash as the beat trembles, an explosion of sparks rocks the entrance stage. Pax runs out, shouting at the crowd to hype them up as the chanting on Suplex by A Tribe Called Red kicks in.
He jumps in place at the entrance ramp, before making his way down to the arena. He slaps hands with fans, especially taking the time to pay attention to a kid or two on the way down to the ring. He slides under the ropes and rolls to his feet, circling the ring as he shouts to the crowd with a giant smile on his face.}
Terri Morasco: Pax Stormcrow is looking to continue his rise up the ranks and a win over Steve Awesome would definitely put him in a title picture.
Vasco Dias: One minute Steve Awesome is nothing and the next heâs a huge possible win for Pax?
Terri Morasco: Steve Awesome was a legend, I canât take that away from him. Even a win over Steve Awesome at the end of his career is a win over Steve Awesome.
Vasco Dias: Yeah, too bad that ainât going to happen.
{Both men are ready to go and the referee calls for the bell. Steve steps forward looking pretty arrogant as Pax seems to be sizing him up. Steve just struts right up to Pax and slaps him directly across the face!}
Vasco Dias: What a bold move!
Terri Morasco: Yeah I donât think so.
{Pax wipes at his cheek and looks into the smiling face of Steve Awesome before moving in quickly and grabbing Steve for a rear waist lock and then slams Steve down face first. Pax quickly moves over the back of Steve and locks in an inverted choke hold.}
Terri Morasco: Pax Stormcrow is a damn near olympic level wrestler, you do no disrespect him!
Vasco Dias: Steve Awesome is a hall of fame wrestler in REAL wrestling!
{Steve struggles on the mat as Pax just holds him there. Pax then lets Steve go and ruffles his hair before getting back up to his feet. Steve rolls over onto his backside and fixes his hair as he glares at Stormcrow. Slowly Steve pulls himself up to his feet. Pax moves around him. The two move in for a tie up but Pax over takes Steve again for a side head lock take down and goes into the chin lock but Steve is able to get out of it and rolls out of the ring where Malo and Rob wipe him down with towels and give him water.}
Vasco Dias: Steve catching his breath here after round one.
Terri Morasco: This isnât boxing!
{The referee is counting Steve out and at nine he rolls back in. Pax waits for Steve to stand up. The two move in for each other again. Steve reaches out for a tie up but Pax connects with a kick to the gut and then grabs Awesome for a big time belly to belly suplex. Once again Steve rolls out of the ring to recover in the arms of Malo and Rob.}
Terri Morasco: Stormcrow isnât playing around tonight.
Vasco Dias: Itâd be nice if Pax would let Steve get back in the ring!
{Pax has had enough and he jumps out of the ring for Steve but Awesome moves away and rolls back into the ring. Pax goes to follow Steve in but Awesome stomps on the right hand of Pax!}
Vasco Dias: GENIUS!
{Steve then stomps on the right elbow of Pax and then twists his hand into a wrist lock while Pax struggles on the mat in pain. Steve nods and asks âWHOâS THE BEST NOW!â as he wrenches the wrist even more. Pax fights back to his fight and twists under Steveâs arm, relieving the pressure and then grabbing Awesome around the waist. Steve boxes the ears of Pax and hits him with a swinging neck breaker!}
Vasco Dias: Awesome with a beautiful neckbreaker!
Terri Morasco: Awesome used his head there and out smarted Pax.
Vasco Dias: Thatâs why heâs a legend!
{Pax is right back to his feet but Steve catches him with a high leg lariat that takes Pax off his feet. Steve is looking really confident now as he stomps on the right hand of Pax again and once ore goes to torque the wrist of Stormcrow but Pax rolls Steve up in a schooly boy pin for a ONE! TWO! KICK OUT!}
Terri Morasco: Awesome got too arrogant and Pax nearly won!
Vasco Dias: It wasnât even close!
{Both men are right to their feet and Steve throws a right hand that Pax turns into an arm drag power slam! Awesome is down and Pax goes for the armbar and immediately starts to apply the pressure but Rob and Malo grab Steve by his free hand and drag both men to the ropes so Steve can break the hold.}
Vasco Dias: Great team work by Infamously Bueno.
Terri Morasco: This isnât a tag team match!
Vasco Dias: It isnât?
{Pax is up and he doesnât look happy. Steve goes to roll out of the ring again but Pax is right on him. Pax goes to grab Steve but Awesome takes a fist full of tights and sends Pax through the ropes and to the outside of the ring. Steve quickly follows him out as Stormcrow tries to stand and sends Pax head first into the guard rails!}
Vasco Dias: Here we go, this is why heâs the face of the franchise!
{Steve picks Pax up and drops him chest first across the top of the guard rails and then throws Pax back first straight into the ring apron! Steve picks Pax up for a back drop on the apron and then rolls Pax back into the ring. Steve slides in and covers Stormcrow. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT!}
Terri Morasco: Steve is good but Pax is still in this!
Vasco Dias: For now!
{Steve is lining up his next shot now as Pax is getting up. Steve grabs Stormcrow for a scoop slam and then heads to the ropes but just as his foot touches the rope âLong live the Chiefâ hits the pa and the crowd goes crazy!}
Vasco Dias: What the!? Is Cable Arcane here tonight!?
Terri Morasco: I thought he wasnât cleared after that brutal beating Steve gave him at Immortals!?
Vasco Dias: Thatâs what I was told too!
{Steve stands ready to fight as he looks up toward the entrance ramp. All of Steveâs attention if on the entranceway when Pax Stormcrow comes up from behind and grabs Steve for PEACE OUT!!! Steve is down and Pax covers him. ONE! TWO! THREE!!!}
Vasco Dias: What the hell!?
Terri Morasco: Pax Stormcrow just defeated Steve Awesome!!!
{Pax has his hand raised as his music plays. While Pax celebrates we hear clapping as Roberto Verona comes walking out through the entranceway.}
Roberto Verona: First, let me just congratulate Pax on an impressive win here tonight.
{Roberto continues to clap as Pax rolls out of the ring, Steve on the other hand is being calmed by Malo and Rob as he glares up at Verona.}
Roberto Verona: Second, I do need to apologize. Cable Arcane is not in fact here tonight and I will absolutely speak to the production crew about that little snafu.
{He winks in Steveâs direction.}
Roberto Verona: But he absolutely will be here next week and Steve⊠Heâs got a few choice words for you.
{Robertoâs music hits as Steve starts to cuss up a swarm. The censors are losing their minds censoring him as he rolls out of the ring and grabs one of the camera and throws it on the ground. Rob and Malo join in as Rob flips the steel chairs and Malo politely throws Terriâs pen on the ground and stomps on it.}
Vasco Dias: This is ridiculous, Steve was screwed here tonight!
Terri Morasco: You heard Roberto, it was a snafu.
Vasco Dias: My foot it was!
{Steve flips off another camera before he, Malo and Rob head to the back.}
Terri Morasco: Tune in next week for the return of Cable Arcane and what I can only imagine will be a great big helping of revenge heading Steve Awesomeâs way.
Vasco Dias: If Cable were smart heâd stay in the hospital
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IN-RING SEGMENT
Devil's Bargain
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{As the show is about to close, the lights in the arena cut out abruptly. The opening chords of âTrip the Darknessâ by the Lacuna Coil roar from the speakers, and red smoke billows from either side of the entranceway as Rowan MacDonnough stalks out from behind the curtain, golden eyes glinting in the red light as they shift from side to side. The stage and ramp are lit by swirling red light, but everything else remains dark. As the chorus begins, enticing the listeners to follow, she lopes forward, unconsciously rolling her wrists as her eyes bore a hole in the air before her. The smoke seems to follow her down the ramp as she walks, reaching up and grabbing the middle rope with one hand. Rowan hauls herself up onto the apron, standing and ducking between the middle and top rope to step inside the ring. She straightens up, slowly pacing towards the center of the ring as a spiraling pattern of red light appears on the mat, and her eyes scan the crowd.
She stands in the center of the ring, taking in the crowd's reaction for a few long moments... before at last, she begins to speak.}
Rowan MacDonnough: You know why I have returned. Reiterating such would be a waste of breath.
{She slowly turns, gazing upon the crowd as her eyes flash with a cruel, golden gleam.}
Rowan MacDonnough: I come with a message. Simple. Clear.
{Her gaze finds the hard camera.}
Rowan MacDonnough: When last I walked these halls, I gave you all an ultimatum - Bend the Knee, or be Destroyed. Now, with war raging in every hall, with every life in danger as the flames of Apocalypse spread, uncontrollable and uncontained... I give you all a choice.
{The edge of the ring begins to burn, flames slowly rising and licking around the ropes. Rowan spreads her arms wide as the smoke from the fire spirals around her.}
Rowan MacDonnough: Those who side with the Age of Gods will lose everything they hold dear. They will be broken down, battered, and ground to naught but ash and blood... and those who do not stand with them, but neither with The Pack?
{Her eyes flash again.}
Rowan MacDonnough: They will share the fate of God and his followers.
Terri Morasco: ... Oh, that doesn't sound good.
{Rowan's cruel laughter echoes throughout the arena.}
Rowan MacDonnough: In this war, there is no middle ground. There is no neutral party. The time has come to choose a side. You are either predator... or you are prey.
{The flames shoot up, blocking all line of sight into the ring for several seconds... and when they recede, all that remains within the ring is a wisp of red smoke. However, her voice calls one last time from the darkness...}
Rowan MacDonnough: Choose carefully.
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Well howdy there pardner.