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Post by Jess Fowler on Dec 19, 2018 1:46:37 GMT
 Monday Night Sacrifice
Monday, December 17, 2018
Indoor Stadium Huamark, Bangkok, Thailand
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SINGLES MATCH
Fiona McFly vs Ciara O'Connor
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{ A video package begins playing to a rock-remix version of Rachel Platten's "Fight Song," showing a montage of Fiona McFly at various stages of her life... }
"Like a small boat
On the ocean
Sending big waves
Into motion
Like how a single word
Can make a heart open
I might only have one match
But I can make an explosion"
{ ...including home movie footage of the famous 1994 go-kart race in the Texas Hill Country. We see photos of Fiona from her high school and college graduation ceremonies... }
"And all those things I didn't -
Vasco Dias: Wait a minute, look behind her!
{As Fiona makes her entrance, Ciara O'Connor rushes down the entrance ramp and crashes into Fiona with a ONE FOR THE MURPHYS! Fiona's entrance music stops as Ciara continues the assault, wailing on Fiona in a running brawl that takes them down to the ring!}
Vasco Dias: Looks like Ciara didn't feel like waiting to get this match started!
Terri Morasco: I mean, her entrance is long, but show some respect and have a little patience!
DING!
{The ref enters the ring with no further preamble, Alison Valance standing haplessly beside the ring having been unable to name the competitors. Neither woman seems to even register that the match has officially started - not that it matters all that much given that they were already happily beating the tar out of one another. However, having been jumped has put Fiona at an immediate disadvantage, and she finds herself immediately put on the defensive. Ciara moves in and lays her out with a BROKEN HYMN! Fiona crashes insensate to the floor!}
Terri Morasco: WOW! That kick hit her like a truck!
Vasco Dias: I knew she was an expert kick striker, but I could hear that from HERE!
{Not giving Fiona any time to recover, Ciara smirks and moves in for the SOD OFF! Fiona seems barely conscious as Ciara drops for the cover!}
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!
Alison Valance: Here is your winner... CIARA O'CONNOR!
{Run For Your Life by K.Flay plays as Ciara rolls out of the ring, a savage smile on her face as she watches the ref attend to Fiona, seeming concerned for her well-being. Fiona still hasn't moved as Ciara ascends the ramp, removing her boot when she sees the ref isn't watching...}
Terri Morasco: ... What is she...?
{Ciara presses her finger to her lips conspiratorially, shushing the audience... as she pours several heavy steel ball-bearings from her shinguard to the ground.}
Terri Morasco: Oh that's just LOW!
Vasco Dias: I think its brilliant! Why waste time on a foregone conclusion! The best friends club has better things to do than slum it with Fiona!
{Ciara bursts into cackling laughter before vanishing backstage, Fiona only now barely managing to come to her senses as we cut to break.}
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SEGMENT
Gilmore interview
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Terri Morasco: Ladies and gentlemen, here he comes...the one, the only...JAMES GILMORE!!!
{ We hear the distinctive sounds of trumpets and trombones playing backstage, which get louder with each moment. Without warning, a seven-piece New Orleans-inspired street jazz band enters the arena, with the trombones on the front line, the trumpets on the second, and a snare drummer and cymbalist pulling up the rear, to the tune of âWhen the Saints Go Marching In.â James Gilmore and Yulia Malakova march into the picture, each wearing around eight pounds of multi-hued beads around their neck. While the latter carries a Sony Handycam and a voodoo doll--a crudely-made replica of âJobuâ from the first two Major League films--in her hands, the latter, with a shit-eating grin on his face, carries a variant of the famous poâboy sandwich--with spicy-fried chicken, french fries, and gravy--along with a giant plastic pink cup filled to the brim with a non-alcoholic version of the famous âhurricaneâ cocktail of orange and pineapple juices, along with grenadine, with the classic phrase âstormâs a-brewinâ written on the side, a reference to a famous speakeasy in the 1940s. Terri Morasco, bless her heart, can barely contain her own laughter during the song-and-dance routine as the Thai audience eats it up. The band takes a bow before making their exit to a hearty round of applause as Terri tries to recompose herself. }
Terri Morasco: Okay James, I have to ask...what on Earth was that?!
James Gilmore: Thatâs called makinâ noise right here in Bangkok, Thailand dudette!
{ The fans go wild at the very mention of Thailandâs capital as he shows off the sandwich, which was made by some American tourists that he points out among those in attendance. }
Terri Morasco: You have made lots of noise over the past several months and, either by accident or design, attracted lots of flak on all sides. How can you handle everything thatâs been thrown at you from every single direction?!
{ James takes a sip from his rum-less beverage, grinning from ear to ear at its awesome taste. }
James Gilmore: Simple Terri...you dudes and dudettes might see me as this entertainer, but at heart...Iâm a fighter whose only weapon is the very same raw enthusiasm that most peoplewould rather totally trash as a weakness. Fighters fight--itâs what we love to do, what weâre born to do.
{ Yulia claps her hands as she points her video camera around the arena, getting several shots from her own perspective that will, undoubtedly, be posted on Youtube within a couple of days. }
Terri Morasco: Youâve been fighting a bit of a personal battle between yourself and the Bourbon Street Saints ever since they--regrettably in this commentatorâs mind--called your redemption story âfake.â What, if anything, would you have to say about that?
{ James grits his teeth. }
James Gilmore: Terri...Iâm gonna tell those two Brokeback Mountain wannabes in black ânâ gold is a lâil somethinâ echoed by peeps like Rob Diamond, Jayson Matthews, or even Warren Kane!
{ Yulia smiles, warmly nodding as the Islander alum takes another hearty bite from his poâboy concoction and sips from his cup of hurricane cocktail, savoring its fruit flavor. }
James Gilmore: Lemme make somethinâ clear...I ainât questioninâ their overall ability; theyâve got what it takes to be totally awesome hard-workinâ hombres for years to come. Yet the ONLY reason why they even have the ability to run their lâil yappers on a pay-per-view pre-show, not to mention spew my darlinâ Yuliaâs name in their promos in the first place, was âcuz they won the Tag Team World Cup--a prize that meant nothinâ else except bragginâ rights! Now they wanna go out there and run their lâil mouths about how they worked their butts off to âpreserveâ a division that hasnât been goinâ strong since God-knows-when!?! Seriously dudes...Iâd just as assume them hookers were sayinâ that theyâve worked thier butts off in that ring for the company that GAVE âem their platform, that theyâve been hungry since this past July for example, but guess what?! I, along with several others Iâve mentioned, find that one...like, totally BOGUS!!!
{ The Thai folks eat up Jamesâ surfer lingo, a mannerism he would use when fired up about something. }
James Gilmore: And itâs such an irony that them two dudes have ANYTHING to say about poor lâil me--ESPECIALLY since all Iâve done is work MY butt off, get my butt kicked, and EARN MY SPOT BACK in this promotion that went to great lengths to put the âAints over and hand âem their noise-makers on a silver platter! And they expect me to question why Iâm even here in this gig in the first place!?!
{ James finishes off the sandwich, nodding his head at the unique flavoring. }
James Gilmore: If it wasnât for this biz, me and my compadre Mikhail Federov woulda DIED on my own backyard beach in October 2017! If it wasnât for this biz, I wouldnât even BE HERE in Bangkok, Thailand, speakinâ to Terri Morasco! If it wasnât for this biz...then I wouldnât standinâ here and thinkinâ of a way...to give somethinâ back to a company thatâs given so much to me!
Terri Morasco: {with the fans cheering} And what would you want to give back to this business?!
James Gilmore: Simple really...I got my first big break in this biz on the indy circuit three years ago as a tag-team specialist. In the Imperial land...all I wanna do is be right there and help REVIVE the tag-team division, and THAT, dudes and dudettes, is my New Yearâs Resolution for 2019! There WILL be somethinâ much bigger than the Tag Team World Cup, somethinâ that everyone can defend with pride and honor, and I donât care if my own partnerâs Rob Diamond or someone else, if the Bourbon Street Saints wanna claim that theyâre truly the best tag-team in the world, all Iâm gonna say...is PROVE IT!!!
{ âShell Shockedâ begins to play as the Islander alum tosses the empty po-boy wrapper away, slams the microphone down, and makes his exit with Yulia taking pictures with her camera--not to mention leaving Terri with a wide-eyed grin on her mug. }
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TAG TEAM MATCH
BSS vs Banana Sandwich
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Alison Valance: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall!
Terri Morasco: All this started with some jabs exchanged back and forth on twitter. Itâs not a rare situation in this company but I will admit I am shocked itâs come to this.
{Camera pans through the crowd, there are some Banana Sandwiches signs, some Bourbon Street Saints signs and a few other signs for other tag teams in the crowd.}
Vasco Dias: This started because the Saints ruined a perfectly good sandwich.
Terri Morasco: Youâre not seriously siding with that are you?
Vasco Dias: Justice for the sandwich Terri.
Terri Morasco: They could have just got another one from catering.
Vasco Dias: Youâre only siding with the Saints because you thirst follow them on Instagram.
{The drum fill kicks in the door and the guitar riff of 311âs Perfect Mistake starts blasting over the PA system.}
âListen Up!â
{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. 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. }
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
Alison Valance: Weighing in at 200 pounds, hailing from Detroit, Michigan.âŚâŚJAYSON MATTHEWS!
{Jayson stands at the end of the ramp and stares into the ring and he starts to bounce up and down and hypes himself up and as soon as the chorus hits he dives into the ring forward rolls onto his feet and runs over to the side opposite the ramp and leans over the ring While the lights strobe orange and black.}
âOhhhhhhhhhh
See in it my eyes
Hold it in my hands
All those days that you wasted away
There was no one to blame
It's a perfect mistake
{He hops up on the turnbuckle and points to the crowd with his other hand. Thanking the fans for the cheers..}
Terri Morasco: Jayson seems perfectly happy to be here this evening. Heâs been the most vocal about wanting to have this match up with the saints.
Vasco Dias: It was his sandwich which was slain in cold blood Terri. Have a heart.
{The lights go out as the needle scratch sounds of Bring Me The Horizonâs âThroneâ begins to play. White strobe lights flash in time with the song, as smoke rises on the stage, a shadow begins to form}
âRemember the moment, you left me alone, and?
Broke every promise you ever made.
I was ocean, lost in the open, nothing could take the pain awayâ
{As the chorus kicks in the lights turn read and focus down on the rampway as Warren Kane, in full Demon Prince mode rises to his feet with a sick smile on his face and begins to stalk towards the ring.}
âSo you can throw me to the wolves.
Tomorrow I will come back, leader of the whole pack.
Beat me, black, and blue.
Every wound will shape me.
Every scar will be my throoo-oh-ohoh-oooooh-oh-ohoh!â
{By this time Warren rolls into the ring and crawls to the corner, crouching into the bottom turnbuckle, and focusing his eyes across the ring, his tongue slowly stick out all the way as he smiles sadistically before bringing it back in. The music slowly dies down, the lights return to normal and Warren slowly rises, symbolically, taking his place in the ring.}
Alison Valance: weighing in at 205 pounds hailing from London, England, The Demon Prince⌠WARREN KANE!
Terri Morasco: Warren Kane has been rather quiet as of late. Itâs hard to read where his head is in all this.
Vasco Dias: Clearly just in mourning for the sandwich.
{The opening hook of "Ante Up" blares from the PA as Nick Hunter and Nate Harris walk through the curtain, Nick immediately running over to the edge of the stage and riling the crowd up as Nate cracks his neck, a smirk on his face. Nick runs over to the other side of the stage, working the crowd some more, and Nate begins to walk down the ramp, Nick running to catch up with him as he continues to talk a mile a minute at the fans.}
Alison Valance: From the Big Easy, at a combined weight of 410 pounds, the team of Nick Hunter and Nate Harris, the Bourbon Street Saints!
{Nick fistbumps someone in the crowd, leaping up onto the apron as Nate climbs the steps. Nick slingshots over the top into the ring, landing on his feet and talking even more trash as Nate steps between the ropes, settling back into their corner. Nick walks in a circle in the ring, continuing to rile the crowd as he makes his way back to Nate, dropping his voice and beginning to talk strategy as the music fades.}
Terri Morasco: the winners of the Tag Team World Cup at Night of the Immortals. I might not agree with all of their methods you have to at least acknowledge that they are one of the few tag teams in the company today that seem to be on the same page.
Vasco Dias: Biased, Terri. Terrible Bias.
{ The ref looks between the two teams. Nate steps out of the ropes to stand on the outside as Nick smirks at the other team. Warren has Jayson go to the outside as he glares daggers at Nick.}
Terri Morasco: There isnât any love lost between these two.
Vasco Dias: Why should there be? Nick has been bad-mouthing his father, The Pack and his tag team. Likely doesnât help that the B.S.S. also eliminated Warren and Caleb from being able to come back into the World cup.
{The ref signals for the bell and Warren goes for Nick but Nick seems to dodge the hit. Nick gets a running start and hits Warren with a Shoulderbreaker. With a bit of trash talk Nick hits Warren with a Snapmare, followed by an elbow drop. He stands up and walks back to his corner to tag Nate in.}
Terri Morasco: See? That is teamwork.
Vasco Dias: Just because they have things going at the beginning of the match doesnât mean thatâs how things are going to end.
{ Nate hits Warren with a superkick as Nick comes in with a leaping enzuigiri knocking the heir to extreme to the mat. Nate goes for the pin
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2
Jayson breaks the pin by pulling Nate off Warren and ducking back to his position whistling innocently.}
Vasco Dias: See? Banana Sandwiches can get this done.
Terri Morasco: Some defense in here would do them some good.
{Nate shakes his head picking Warren up and hitting him with a Hip toss into turnbuckle. Nick claps for Nateâs work, Nate takes a bow.}
Vasco Dias: The Saints being their normal cocky selves here.
{Nate hits Warren with Corner shoulder thrusts until the four count where he backs off with his arms up. Jayson is yelling encouragement from the sidelines.}
Vasco Dias: Jayson is here for Warren. Heâs down to help his partner in whatever way he can.
Terri Morasco: Seeing as he got them into this mess one would hope so.
{Nate hits Warren with a Biel toss and walks casually over to the ropes and leans on them. He motions for Warren to go tag Jayson in while he sits on the ropes waiting.}
Terri Morasco: This might be a mistake.
Vasco Dias: Thatâs what ego does, Terri.
{Warren crawls across the mat and tags Jayson in. Jayson springs out of the corner with a tornado ddt connecting hard with Nate. Jayson goes for a spinning wheel kick but Nate catches his leg and hits him in the knee before pushing him back.}
Vasco Dias: Ha! Look at Jayson taking control of this match!
Terri Morasco: He is certainly coming into this better than Warren had.
{Jayson backs up and hits Nate with a diving kick to the face.}
Terri Morasco: Ouch. Right in the pretty.
{Jayson hits Nate with a springboard flying forearm. He goes for the pin
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KICK OUT!}
Terri Morasco: Too early for a pin attempt here.
Vasco Dias: Itâs not about the time. Itâs about the message.
{Nate hits Jayson with a Russian legsweep, rolling over and tagging Nick in.}
Terri Morasco: Nate tagging Nick in.
Vasco Dias: But will it be enough?
{Nick hits Jayson with a Springboard clothesline.}
Vasco Dias: Boo!
Terri Morasco: Nick coming back out strong.
{Jayson moves back going for a springboard flying forearm when suddenly all the lights in the arena go out.}
Vasco Dias: What is going on?
Terri Morasco: I have no idea. This canât be good.
{The lights come on to Nick and Jayson down on the mat with Uriel and Oracle standing in the ring. Uriel has a black folding chair in his hands.}
Terri Morasco: Oh this is not good.
Vasco Dias: Things just got interesting!
{There is a commotion at the top of the ramp as Caleb Lockwood seems to be trying to get to the ring but is being stopped by security.}
Alison Valance: Both teams have been disqualified due to interference.
Vasco Dias: The sandwich will have to be avenged another day, it seems.
Terri Morasco: Donât you think there are more pressing matters?
{Warren charges towards Uriel with a Pele Kick but Uriel dodges at the last moment and Oracle takes the hit.}
Terri Morasco: Things are dissolving fast here.
{Uriel hits Warren in the head with the chair much to the uproar of the crowd. Uriel bends down and seems to say, âStill canât get it up, Warren?â before hitting him with a chair again.}
Terri Morasco: I thought the war was over?
Vasco Dias: They took Dean Harper prisoner last week, Terri.
Terri Morasco: ButâŚThis canât continue!
Vasco Dias: The Age of God is not going to simply roll over just because Rowan took out God. They are loyal to the cause!
{Uriel and Oracle stand in the ring for a moment smiling at one another before Uriel hits Warren with the chair again while Caleb seems to push through more security to get to the ring. Oracle takes the chair from Urielâs hands and the lights flash out for a moment and when they come back on Uriel and Oracle are gone and Caleb has gotten through the last of the security, rushing to the ring to check on Warren and Jayson while more security pours in.}
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SEGMENT
Diamonds are forever hype package
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I buy my own things, I pay my own bills
These diamond rings, my automobiles
Everything I got, I bought it
âDiamonds are Forever. It is the pay per view we let the female superstars truly take the stage and shine as they deserve.â
{A highlight reel plays thru big moments at Diamonds are forever in the past. Shows images of previous champions as Woman by Kesha plays.}
Boys can't buy my love, buy my love, yeah
I do what I want (she does), say what you say
I work real hard every day
âThis Diamonds Are Forever will be entirely female-run this year.â
{A couple videos of women and girls in the crowd holding varies signs, some clips of specific female superstars standing with young girls at meet and greets.}
I'm a mother*king woman, baby, alright
I don't need a man to be holding me too tight
I'm a motherf*ing woman, baby, that's right
âShea OâHara and Terri Morasco will be our commentary team. Our Roundtable before the Pay Per View will be entirely female for the first time ever.â
{A collection of different images of Terri thru the years as well as Shea holding a title and her competing in a number of matches, including the main event of last yearâs DAF against Rowan.}
I'm just having fun with my ladies here tonight
I'm a motherfucker
Mmm, yeah
âOur opening match will be Christina Rose-Crystal Hilton vs Local Japanese talent Kai Sachiko.â
{A video plays show the young Kai Sachiko sitting on the ropes, having won a try-out match for IWF Japan. Its transfers to images of Crystal throughout the years, her title runs and a few highlights of the matches in 2018.}
Let's drive around town in my Cadillac
Girls in the front, boys in the back
Loosey as a goosey and we're looking for some fun
âWe will be seeing a feud that has boiled over from Combat wrestling in the two women who made the developmental brand under the late great Spike Kane a must watch program.â
{An image of Amber Cooke and Dawn Halliwell. Amberâs debut and making eye contact with Dawn. The confrontation backstage last week. The way she interfered in Dawnâs match in Heiress to the Thrones.}
I'm a motherfucking woman, baby, alright
I don't need a man to be holding me too tight
I'm a motherf*ing woman, baby, that's right
I'm just having fun with my ladies here tonight
I'm a motherf*er
Mmm, yeah
âA triple threat of a legend in Womenâs wrestling in Jess Reed, The mysterious Helena and the bright Vivienne Rodgers in the ring at the same time for the first time ever.â
{Helena Sawyer, Jess Reed and Vivienne Rodgers match highlights. Jessâ career highlights as well as her many wins during Heiress to the throne. Helenaâs intense and extreme career, the winning against Rowan with the help of a baseball bat. Vivienneâs run as the Open Weight Champion.}
Mmm, yeah
Don't buy me a drink, I make my money
Don't touch my weave, don't call me "honey"
'Cause I run my shit, baby
(I run my shit)
âA year in the making with Fiona with her chance in a title match to try and also get pay back for the way Charity Crowne and the best friendâs club targeted her all year.â
{Charity Crowne sitting on the throne. An image of her walking down the ramp flanked by Ciara OâConnor, Christina Rose and Amber Cooke. Charity holding the Luchadora belt high after beating Dawn. Fiona with a high light of her matches of the year and the way the Best Friends Club targeted her relentlessly.}
Don't buy me a drink, I make my money
Don't touch my weave, don't call me "honey"
('Cause I write this shit, baby)
I write my shit
âGabriela as the unlikely champion versus one of the new living legends in IWF Pandora for the Open weight belt.â
{Gabriela pinning Max to take the title. Gabriela pinning Jess Reed. Her holding the open Weight Belt high above her head. Images of Pandora and her career highlights.}
Don't buy me a drink, I make my money
Don't touch my weave, don't call me "honey"
('Cause I run my shit, baby, I run my shit)
Don't buy me a drink, I make my money
Don't touch my weave, don't call me "honey"
'Cause I run my shit, baby, I run my shit
Don't buy me a drink, I make my money
Don't touch my weave, don't call me "honey"
I run this shit, baby, I run this shit
Don't buy me a drink, I make my money
Don't touch my weave, don't call me "honey"
('Cause I write this shit, baby, I write this shit)
âBrooklyn, the longest reigning World Champion in company history. The Diamond of the Year versus the Heiress to the Throne in Rowan, her mentor, and faction leader.â
{Rowanâs debut, the way she betrayed The Council, the way she held the Diamondâs belt last year. Brooklyn joining the pack, her countless victories, the news breaking of her breaking Eternityâs record. The image of Rowan hugging Brooklyn.}
âIt will be a night to remember.â
I'm a motherfucking woman, baby, alright
I don't need a man to be holding me too tight
I'm a motherfucking woman, baby, that's right
I'm just having fun with my ladies here tonight
I'm a motherfucker
Mmm, yeah
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SINGLES MATCH
Caleb Lockwood vs Devlin Raine
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Alison Valance: The following match is a SINGLES MATCH and is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Alison Valance: Introducing firstâŚ
{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: Standing in the Ring, CALEB LOCKWOOD.
{The Lights Darken as the Into of starts to play, high beat and brass melding together. and Devlin emerges from the crowd wearing his jacket he steps up on the guard railing slowly and vaults over the top rope bouncing before Caleb launches himself at Devlin before the jacket comes off! And Alison has to Bail.. The Bell ringing as Caleb backs Devlin to a corner to start laying boots and chops to Devlin!}
Terri Morasco: Caleb Lockwood with a vicious assault!
Vasco Dias: Thatâs what Devlin gets for hurting his friend , his family!
{Caleb hops back and hits a quick step up Knee strike in the Corner Dropping Devlin with a Face buster before he makes the run for the ropes , Delvin, having collected his wits, rolls over and flips up to his feet criss-crossing the ropes with Caleb before dropping down for a Sleep , A leapfrog , and then instead of a drop Kick Devlin boots Caleb into the air taking off for the ropes himself and as Caleb lands on his feet from the height Devlin got heâs suddenly caught with a Hurricanrana whip that sends him under the bottom rope, Devlin is quick to his feet to launch himself onto a Standing Caleb with a Tope! Standing on his feet to finally shed the jacket and slapping his chest as he is right on top of Caleb againâŚand the Ref starts counting}
Terri Morasco: Devlin taking to the air and firing up!
Vasco Dias: Less Yapping Raine!
{Devlin takes a minute to give Caleb a few punches before Lockwood grabs Devlinâs tights to slingshot him inti a turnbuckle post recovering himself to stand up and giving a Russian leg sweep into the guard railing taking a moment to roll back into the ring and breaking up the Refâs count as he then Bounces Devâs Head off the Steel steps.}
Terri Morasco: Calebs signature brutality shining through
Vasco Dias: Thatâs it For the pack! DESTROY HIM
{Caleb ducks his head in to break The count again to size up Devlin charging at a Kneeling Devlin who catches him flush with a upper cutting right hand at the Last second Caleb shakes it off with a blink on his face even as both Men suddenly Dive into the ring after theyâve taken a little bit to recover, Caleb is up First Hitting the recovering Devlin with a POISON PILL! Ashe goes for the cover! }
ONE!!!
TWO!!
Kickout!
Terri Morasco: The tenacity of Raine!
Vasco Dias: DO IT AGAIN!
{Caleb shouts in frustration and picks Up Devlin getting him to his keens before charging for the Turn buckle using it to gain extra momentum as he charges back and hits a running Blockbuster! He then turn around to start stomping Devlin before covering Delvin again who kicks out again Before Caleb stomps him again pushing Devlin To His feet to wrap him in the Ropes and Chop him a Few Times before grabbing Devlin to try and Whip him, Devlin the bounces off the Middle rope connecting with a FLICKER FLASH! Leaving both Men Prone}
Terri Morasco: Once again Raine fires back!
Vasco Dias: ugh.
{The Two Men get up at the same time, Devlin connecting with a High kick, even as Caleb fires back, the two of them trading blows in the middle of the ring, before Devlin hits The BRAIN DANCE Combo, rolling himself around to pick up Caleb over one shoulder and Aiming for a Turnbuckle taking a run Connecting with STREET JUSTICE. Hopping up to grab Caleb and Connect with a VORPAL SWORD and covering. }
ONE!!!
TWO!!!
THREE!!
Alison Valance: Here is your winner.. Devlin Raiiiiiiiiine.
{Devlin takes a minute looking at Caleb before he spills out the ring and then he climbs a turnbuckle and raising a hand}
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SEGMENT
where in the world is Roberto Verona?
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{ We cut backstage to a white board with dozens of pictures taped to it and string linking each one to a central picture, that of Roberto Verona. As we pan back we see the puzzled face of James Gilmore. }
James Gilmore: I donât understand.
{ Rob Diamond in a pink pea coat and matching Sherlock Holmes hat steps into frame. }
Rob Diamond: Itâs simple, Jimmy, we find the Verona.
James Gilmore: Yeah but, why us?
{ Rob removes the monocle he only just put on. }
Rob Diamond: Because weâre the only ones who can. Now what do we know?
{ Rob looks to the white board. }
James Gilmore: Mr. Verona was last seen driving in his car.
Rob Diamond: Correct. And who do we know that also likes to drive cars?
James Gilmore: Everyone?
Rob Diamond: Excellent work my good man.
{ Rob hands James a cookie, Gilmore shrugs and takes a bite out of it. }
Rob Diamond: So we know most of the roster had the means and the knowledge but who had the motive?
James Gilmore: Also pretty much everyone?
Rob Diamond: Right again! Roberto Verona was not well liked by most of the roster. Many conspiracies circulate around him and his inner circle of Jessica Reed and Cable Arcane. So who would benefit most from his elimination?
{ James puzzles on it for a moment then replies. }
James Gilmore: THE PACK!!!
Rob Diamond: WRONG!
{ Rob points a finger directly at a group photo of the Union of Jobbers. }
Rob Diamond: Former share holders who lost out big time when Roberto Verona took his company private.
James Gilmore: The union of jobbers?
Rob Diamond: Yes! Itâs a well known fact they were minor share holders like most other original roster members so when Verona took the company private they lost out on literally dozens of dollars to top it off their screen time has nearly doubled since heâs been gone! Jimmy, I think we have our first suspect.
{ Rob turns on his heels and storms out of the locker room as James turns and looks back at the white board. }
James Gilmore: Okay⌠But I still kinda feel like the Pack did itâŚ.
{ James follows after Rob to continue their investigation⌠NEXT WEEK! }
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TAG TEAM MATCH
pandora fhk and Jess Reed vs Rowan and Brooklyn
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{The lights dim, Even as the Intro to the song helps to light up UV the intro strains of "Showdown" start to play and the words start to play as Pandora rises from under floor the entrance, head lowered hands behind her back.
"It's been such a long time coming
I'd thought you'd understand
That's over, hate of the last
Will be joining in the sand
But it's simple you were wrong
You must have known that we didn't not belong
I know you thought I'd sold my soul
But you never told me to my face
I just had to let you go
And blow this shit away
Here we go again"
As the song kicks in fully Pan seems to explode out bouncing down the ramp lit up like a christmas tree before mounting the apron with a full dide to side aapron knee slidetheat ends in her standing to vault over the top rop and bouncing to the beat smiling like a lunatic.}
{ The lights in the arena go out as "Die Young" by Ke$ha hits the PA system and the crowd go nuts. Strobe lighting begins to flash in various colours around the arena as Jessica Reed emerges from behind the curtain to a standing ovation. She smile and waves to the fans before steadying herself for a gentle sprint to the ring, slapping the hands of fans as she goes much to their delight. Reaching the ring steps she climbs up to the top of the turnbuckle and continues to wave the crowd, pumping them up even more before hopping down into the ring. }
Terri Morasco: The fan favorites here have a tall task ahead of them.
Vasco Dias: Brooklyn is the longest reigning champion in company history, Rowan is coming off a huge âvictoryâ over God. Pan and Jess are pretty much boned.
Terri Morasco: I really hate to agree.
{Lights out. 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, head moving in a jerky, animalistic pattern. She slowly, reluctantly backs towards a corner, eyes constantly moving as she settles in to wait for the bell.}
{The lights in the arena fade to black as purple and white strobe lights begin to flitter about the crowd. The frantic strobe effect suddenly stops as "In the Dark" blasts forth from the speakers of the auditorium and all spotlights turn to the top of the ramp to illuminate the figure standing there, eyes closed and head lowered.}
Alison Valance: Making her way to the ring, from Centralia, Pennsylvania - weighing in at 112 pounds and representing the Pack ... she is the IWF Woman's World Champion ... The Little Bad Wolf, BROOKLYYYYYYYN MAAAAAAADROOOOOOX!
{Brooklyn looks up, a smile on her lips as she begins her walk to the ring. She seems to glide up the ring steps before stepping in to the ring and making her way to the center of the ring. Unhooking the Woman's World title from around her waste she holds it high in the air, grinning at her opponent and refusing to break eye contact.}
Vasco Dias: God is gone. Verona is gone. The Pack is essentially left unchallenged.
Terri Morasco: Dark days are upon us.
{ Jess and Rowan are starting things off. Jess explodes out of her corner and goes right for a leaping forearm but Rowan ducks under it and connects with a spin kick to the gut and a rapid fire inverted neck breaker. }
Vasco Dias: Rowan doesnât look any worse for wear after last week.
Terri Morasco: I donât know how she even showed up this week.
{ Rowan stands up slowly as Jess is trying to find her feet. Rowan comes in fast from behind with a stiff shin kick to the back of Jessâ knees! Reed stumbles forward and grabs at her knee. Rowan comes in looking for the chop block and connects hard! Rowan is up and drags Jess to the Packâs corner and tags in Brooklyn. }
Vasco Dias: Rowan is dissecting Jessica!
Terri Morasco: Methodical and dangerous!
{ Jess is using the ropes ot stand. Brooklyn connects with a hard elbow strike to the side of Reedâs face! Reed fires right back with one of her own and then a quick kick to the gut of Brooklyn! Jess jumps up and hits the Duck Faced DDT! }
Terri Morasco: Duck Faced!
Vasco Dias: Jessica created an opening now she needs to get to Pan!
{ Jessica starts heading across the ring but Rowan comes in from behind with another nasty chop block to the knee of Jessica Reed! }
Terri Morasco: Rowan is looking to permanently injure Jessica!
{ The referee pushes Rowan back as Brooklyn stands. Jessica is crawling to her knees but Brooklyn is right there with BALORâS GAZE!!! Jessica is down and Brooklyn goes for the cover! ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }
Vasco Dias: Not enough to put Jess away!
Terri Morasco: Sheâs tougher than she looks!
{ Brooklyn peels Jessica up off the mat but Jess fires off a spinning knee and then hits a quick shining wizard! Brooklyn falls back and gets a tag to Rowan! Jess turns to leap toward Pandora but just as she does Rowan grabs her by the ankles and stops her mid air! }
Vasco Dias: The Pack is isolating Jessica Reed!
Terri Morasco: Solid game plan!
{ Jessica fights her way back to her feet with elbow strikes and another shining wizard on Rowan who stumbles back. Jessica turns but Rowan stomps the back of Jessicaâs knee and then a Balorâs Gaze to the back of her head! Jessica is face down, Rowan spins her over and covers but Pandora breaks up the pin! }
Vasco Dias: Pandora saving her team from defeat!
Terri Morasco: Thatâs all she can do without breaking some rules!
{ Rowan pulls Jess up and throws her hard into the Packâs corner! Rowan comes in with a running knee strike and then a vicious European upper cut in the corner! Rowan tags in Brooklyn. Both Pack members are in the ring and grab Jessica looking for a double vertical suplex but Jess manages to land on her feet, tweeking her knee so she forward roles away from the Pack and tags in Pandora!!! }
Terri Morasco: Dance party!
{ Pandora flies into the ring off the hot tag as Jessica rolls out to the floor to cradle her knee. Pandora matrix dodges a strike from Rowan and pops back up to hit TANK GIRL on Brooklyn! Rowan comes back and another matrix dodge and then a Hi-Hats snapmare into a penalty kick for Rowan! }
Vasco Dias: Pandora is on fire!
Terri Morasco: Thatâs why itâs called a hot tag!
{ Rowan roles out of the ring as Brooklyn comes running in. Pandora connects with an enzugiri and then a quick snap suplex sending Brooklyn into an empty corner of the ring! Brooklyn starts to pull herself up but Pandora comes flying in with Letâs Do It! Pandora immediately starts to climb up the ropes as Brooklyn lays flat on her back. }
Terri Morasco: This could be it for Brooklyn!
{ Pandora is on the top rope and looks set to fly but Rowan pops up on the apron and pushes Pandora off the top rope! Pandora falls guillotining herself on the top rope and bouncing to the mat. }
Vasco Dias: Not a pretty fall!
{ Brooklyn tags in Rowan. Rowan comes flying into the ring as Brooklyn pulls Pandora up to her feet, Rowan springboards off the second rope and comes roaring at Pandora with MARK OF MACHA! Pandora is down. Jess is still down on the outside. Rowan covers Pandora for the ONE! TWO! THREE!!! }
Terri Morasco: The Packâs bloody reign continues.
Vasco Dias: God help usâŚ
{ Rowan and Brooklyn stand tall as we head to a break. }
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Well howdy there pardner.