Sunday, December 30, 2018
Tokyo Dome, Tokyo, Japan
*all female commentary team*
Shea O'Hara and Terri------------------------------------
SEGMENTRoundtable (all women)------------------------------------
Rachel Grimes: We have a special show here tonight. Hello, Iâm Rachel Grimes and welcome to the Diamonds are Forever preshow. This is the first time I will not be joined by any of the usual co-hosts and actually have a bunch of first time participants. Want to introduce yourself?
Emma Danielson: Hi, Iâm Emma. Former talent now I run the developmental division for IWF.
Justine Harris: HI! Iâm Justine! I was Super-Ultra-Plus-Champion for a couple hours!
Rayne: Iâm Rayne. You likely know who I am.
Astrid FHK: Astrid, been on the bench since before Night of the Immortals.
Rachel Grimes: And pregnant!
Astrid FHK: {Smiles} Yes.
Rachel Grimes: How did you get here? Are you allowed to fly this close to your due date?
Astrid FHK: I took a boat. Itâs fine.
Emma Danielson: You try telling Astrid what she can and canât do. It doesnât end well.
Rayne: Yeah, I noticed that.
Justine Harris: Thatâs where Hope lives now?
{An awkward look is exchange on the panel} Rachel Grimes: So! Tonight is the night. Whoâs excited?
Justine Harris: Iâm excited!
Rayne: It will be interesting to see how tonight plays out, Iâll be honest.
Astrid FHK: I am looking forward to a couple matches on the card.
Emma Danielson: I look forward to seeing some bitches get their ass handed to them.
Justine Harris: Thatâs swearing.
{Justine puts a swear jar on the table.} Emma Danielson: âŚYeah, why donât I give you twenty bucks as a down payment?
Justine Harris: Thatâs cheating isnât it?
Rayne: You get paid. Either way it works for the best.
Justine Harris: I guess.
Rachel Grimes: So Rayne, How have things been with you since your retirement earlier this year?
Rayne: Well, Iâve been more focused on my family andâ
{There is a sudden commotion and Rob Diamond and James Gilmore step onto the stage with the panelists.} Astrid FHK: Rob, what are you doing here?
{Justine suddenly clings onto Emma who looks both shocked and confused.} Rob Diamond: Where were you the night Roberto Verona disappeared?!
Rachel Grimes: Rob, this is not the time-
Rob Diamond: Where were you?!
James Gilmore: Itâs important.
{Justine whimpers and clings harder onto Emma.} Emma Danielson: Gilmore, youâre scaring the six-year-old. Back off.
Rob Diamond: Answer the question!
Rachel Grimes: {sighs} Backstage talking to catering.
Astrid FHK: Boston.
Rayne: California with my wife.
Emma Danielson: Beating the shit out of Kate Steele, probably.
{Justine hides when Gilmore looks over at her.} James Gilmore: Why is she hiding?
Emma Danielson: Like I know?
{Astrid leans over and whispers something to Justine who cautiously whispers back. Astrid seems to struggle to suppress a smile before sitting up.} Astrid FHK: Justine was in bed at the time Roberto Verona was kidnapped.
Rob Diamond: Then why is she hiding? Hm? HM?!
Astrid FHK: {Trying to keep from laughing.} Itâs because James Gilmore was on the Villain of the year list. SheâsâŚSheâs
{Laughs} Scared of him.
{Rayne and Emma both burst out laughing as Justine continues to hide.} Rachel Grimes: Donât you think you should be asking people who might have actually had something to do with it?
Rob Diamond: Come along, little bear. We have to find Domi Natrix. She may have had something to do with this!
{James looks hurt but follows Rob away.} Rachel Grimes: Alright, well letâs move on.
Emma Danielson: So Christina or Crystal or whatever versus a local talent?
Astrid FHK: could be an upset. But I think Hilton will walk out with the victory.
Rayne: God, Crystal sure has fallen from grace. I honestly wouldnât be surprised if the local girl beat her.
Emma Danielson: No confidence in her?
Rayne: None.
Rachel Grimes: I think she can get a win here.
Emma Danielson: Iâm not familiar enough with Satoâs work to really comment.
Justine Harris: Sheâs mean. Mean people lose.
Astrid FHK: Thatâs not always true.
Justine Harris: But it should be.
Emma Danielson: I canât argue.
Rachel Grimes: So letâs move on to Amber Cooke versus Dawn Halliwell. How do you think that will end?
Emma Danielson: In blood. Lots and lots of blood. This is a grudge match of the highest order.
Astrid FHK: I believe Dawn can win this match. She has a warriorâs heart and her fatherâs spite. She will win the day here.
Rayne: That might be true but Iâm going to bet that Amber takes the win. Sheâs a hardass. Sheâs going take her down.
Justine Harris: Both are kinda mean thoughâŚ
Rachel Grimes: Iâm going to have to side with Astrid on this. Dawnâs had a hell of a year and I think she could come out ahead here.
Rayne: But Amber has been a pretty big deal since she arrived on the scene.
Emma Danielson: She has. The training she got from Spike Kane really shows there.
Rachel Grimes: Alright, next up if the triple threat of Jess Reed, Vivienne Rodgers, and Helena. Thoughts?
Justine Harris: Jess Reed! Sheâs super nice. And she does cosplay. I like cosplay! Itâs like Halloween all the time!
Rayne: Iâm going to go with Helena. She is a lot more hardcore than the other two here. Sheâs hungry for the win and I have no doubt she is going to go to depths the other two are unwilling to do.
Astrid FHK: I have never had the privilege to face Jessica in battle. But I have faced the other two. I think Vivienne might have what it takes to get the win here.
Emma Danielson: I mean, I love all these kids but Jess has got the experience.
Rachel Grimes: Well, itâs time for us to go to our first match on the preshow. Take it away, Shea and Terri!
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Preshow Christina Rose v Local talent------------------------------------
Alison Valance: The following pre-show match is for one fall
Terri Morasco: Welcome to the first match of the night!
{Kai Sachiko is already standing in the ring bouncing up and down.}Shea OâHara: Kai looks ready to go, doesnât she?
Terri Morasco: She really does, Shea. Welcome to commentary by the way.
Shea OâHara: Thank you. Jess Fowler said there would always be a position for me here at IWF and Iâm so happy to be added to the commentary for this.
Terri Morasco: You could replace Vasco all the time if you wanted.
{Shea laughs.} Alison Valance: Next coming down to the ring at 5â5ââ and weighing in at 115 poundsâŚ.Representing the Best Friends ClubâŚChristina Rose!
Terri Morasco: Is this going to be hard for you to do commentary on Shea?
Shea OâHara: No. Iâm a professional, Terri. Do I personally want to see Crystal Hilton get her ass beat here? Yes. But there is nothing saying I canât call the match well.
{Meganerd by YTcracker begins to blast all across the speakers as it does so Christina Rose makes her way from the back curtain with her fiancee Seleana Zdunich. Christina smiles as she flips off the crowd as she makes her way down to the ring. She quickly slides into the ring and kips up to her feet as she waves her hands in the air getting the crowd behind her. She jumps around a bit as she tosses her eye glasses to her fiancee. Seleana smiles as she catches them as she claps for her future wife.} Terri Morasco: Christina looking dedicated here.
Shea OâHara: Sheâs been facing local talent for a little bit. She has to be rebuilding her confidence.
{Christina is standing in her corner, taking in the boos of the local crowd. Kai stretches. As soon as the bell rings, Kai hits Christina with a superkick knocking her down to the ground.} Terri Morasco: Strong opening from Kai here.
Shea OâHara: Sheâs not messing around.
{Kai does a Russian leg sweep bringing Christina down to the mat. She hits her with a diving leg drop.}Terri Morasco: Kai has some good form here.
Shea OâHara: Sheâs clearly going to be an up and comer soon enough.
{Kai goes for the pin
1
2
3!}Shea OâHara: That's impressive!
Terri Morasco: I was not expecting that.
Alison Valance: And your winnerâŚ.Christina Rose!
{Kai stands proudly beaming in the ring.} Terri Morasco: It was a good showing from Kai here.
Shea OâHara: I can't say I'm surprised.
{âDivaâ by BeyoncĂŠ plays as Amber, Ciara and Charity come down the ramp. Christina turns to see them and smiles smugly.} Terri Morasco: And the rest of the BFC are here.
Shea OâHara: Oh good.
{Charity claps as Ciara leans against the ropes. Amber shakes her head.}Terri Morasco: Do we have to watch this?
{Amber lifts her off the mat.}Shea OâHara: Oh, whatâs happening now?
{Charity sneers down at Christina as Amber snaps Christina down into a Cookie Cutter. âYouâre no longer the best, youâre no longer my friend so youâre out of the club.â She waves as Christina gets back to her feet and Ciara hits her with a Beal na Blath that spins her right into a Diamond cutter.}Terri Morasco: Well, things have certainly taken a hard left here for the Best Friends Club.
Shea OâHara: Couldnât happen to a worse person.
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SEGMENTRoundtable part 2------------------------------------
Rachel Grimes: UmâŚ. So that...happened. Does anyone want to comment on that?
Astrid FHK: The BFC has always been cutthroat. It was only a matter of time.
Rayne: I sort of agree with Shea on this if Iâm going to be honest.
Justine Harris: That was mean. Thatâs not okay.
Emma Danielson: Well, whatâs done is done.
Rachel Grimes: Exactly. Well, there has been a lot going on in the world with current and past IWF talent.
Astrid FHK: I really donât think we should comment on that. Specifically with everything thatâs going on.
Emma Danielson: I mean, I have a lot to say about it but I guess thatâs a good point. Poor Mandi though.
Astrid FHK: She deserves support and compassion in this trying time.
Justine Harris: Who?
Emma Danielson: Donât worry about it kid.
Rayne: Steve Awesome has always been a fuck. But Mandi deserves better.
Justine Harris: Swear Jar!
Rachel Grimes: Well, shall we discuss the next match of the night? Fiona McFly versus Charity Crowne?
{ We see that Fiona McFly is making her way towards the Roundtable desk, wearing what could be best described as a T-shirt featuring the likeness of Wreck-It Ralph, albeit with Japanese text that translates into âIâm gonna wreck it!â } Fiona McFly: Hello everyone!
Rachel Grimes: And here a special guest in Fiona McFly herself.
{Justine hides under the desk.} Emma Danielson: Fiona.
Astrid FHK: Does this happen often?
Rayne: {leaning on the desk, drinking from the IWF Diamonds are Forever cup in
front of her.} Iâm assuming she wants to be here for this.
Rachel Grimes: So, youâre joining us for a little bit here on the pre-show. Anything you want to say?
{ Fiona looks down under the desk at first, tries patting Justine gently on the shoulders. } Fiona McFly: Itâs aâright, love...thereâs nothing to be afraid about. Iâm not one of those BFC types.
{ She clears her throat, taking a sip from a mug of hot Earl Grey she had purchased earlier in the day. } Fiona McFly: Speaking of which, Iâm pretty sure Charity Crowneâs going to try and be an authority on this match when, to be blunt, you canât prepare for what lies ahead. No amount of specialised training in the world is going to prepare her for Luchadora âcos everything is sprung up on you at the moment we walk into that ring.
Rachel Grimes: No one can really prepare for this kind of match. Most people won't even know what kind of match it will be until the wheel is spun.
Rayne: Which is half the fun if Iâm understanding it.
Fiona McFly: And the other half of the fun, Rayne, comes from being in the moment when that wheel stops. If I have to put a straitjacket on, I will. If I have to be burnt alive, I welcome it. The âLâ in Luchadora ought to be a metaphor for Life itself, âcos you donât know where itâll take you.
{ Fiona takes another sip from her mug, checking on Justine whoâs still hiding under the desk. } Fiona McFly: I guess since Ralph is technically a bad guy, itâs scaring her. I find him...cute.
{laughs} But yes...as much stupid rubbish as Iâve said, and I regret saying it, the Charity and her BFC lot have done things even more repugnant than anything Iâve said. Call me nuts, but unlike the Pack, the BFC doesnât have a higher purpose in mind. Thatâs what makes the latter jealous and willing to stoop to any lows they can...at least, in me own mind.
Emma Danielson: I think L is just how you spell it, Fiona.
Rachel Grimes: So you feel like the Best Friends Club is worse than the pack? Am I understanding this right?
{Astrid just stares as if questioning nature of reality itself.}Rayne: Iâm not denying theyâre a bunch of âŚ
{Takes a five dollar bill and puts it in the jar} fucking backstabbing bitches. But You have to admit that Charity Crowne is not someone to beat easily.
Fiona McFly: Iâm not denying that either âcos Charity Crowne can be quite...whatâs the word, sneaky or resourceful. When facing someone like her, you have to take those qualities into consideration; HOWEVER...what she and the BFC did to Shea OâHara several months ago was, perhaps, even more cruel than what Rowan ever did to me. I might be comparing apples to grapes here, but...in this entire conflict between the Age of Gods and the Pack, I wonât deny theyâve tortured people. I wonât dispute that theyâve hurt people...but I donât believe they ever stooped to any low like the BFC did when those women attacked Shea, taking her unborn child, and celebrated their misdeed in front of the whole...
{ Fiona clears her throat to avoid swearing but places a 5,000 yen note--around $50 in U.S. currency--into Justineâs jar for charity. } Fiona McFly: ...rotting world. Still, no matter which faction does what, those are wrongs that canât be overlooked. Thatâs why people like myself, Vivienne, Pandora, etc. have to stand up to them and remind them that Karma is an even bigger {clears throat once more; places another 5,000 yen note into the jar} than theyâll ever be. I understand itâs not going to be easy, but thatâs all we -can- do, stand up and say âenough is enough.â I shall meditate on that now, but I really appreciate you allowing me to come here and share some thoughts with you. Happy New Year to you all...
{ Fiona stands up and makes her exit, but not before throwing a 10,000 yen note--around $100--into the jar. At that very moment, the familiar Skype âincoming callâ alarm chimes, and we see Debbie Fisher on the other end of the line, looking quite aged as she sips from a cup of hot chocolate back on the ranch in Fredericksburg, Texas. } Debbie Fisher: Is this actually happeninâ?! Can someone bring Terri Morasco up here for a bit? Iâm...her friend as well as Fionaâs.
Rayne: Why do you need Terri? Sheâs not on the preshow panel. Also who is this old bitch?
Rachel Grimes: Fionaâs manager I believe?
Astrid FHK: Sheâs been in commentary a couple times during Fionaâs matches.
Rayne: I skip those, honestly.
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mma Danielson: And you admitted it live. Wow.
{ A female Redshirt rushes into the picture with Terri following; the latter places her wireless headset onto her head. } Terri Morasco: Iâm here Deb...howâre you feeling?
Debbie Fisher: Iâm doinâ alright, hun. Although I reckon beinâ called an âolâ bittchâ wasnât what I wanted to hear, but...anyhoo Terri, thereâs a reason why I wanted to talk to ya folks here tonight. About....a lâil somethinâ I felt was high time I told the rest of the world, here and now.
{ Terri and company sit back and listen to the Skype feed. } Debbie Fisher: I want yâall to know--Terri, Rachel, Astrid, Rayne, even lâil Justine--you have all been the most entertaininâ panel this here promotion has ever seen, and I...I really mean that. That beinâ said...the part about beinâ Fionaâs manager? Itâs...what youâd call a âhalf-truth.â The other halfâŚ
{ Debbie takes a deep breath as she takes off the black Stetson hat she was wearing, revealing a flowing gray hairstyle. } Old Fiona: {in her original accent} ...I am, actually, Fionaâs older self--from forty years into the future. A voluntary DNA test that we had taken a few months ago will reveal the truth; we are identical.
Emma Danielson: âŚ
Rayne: âŚ
Rachel Grimes: Iâm sorry⌠youâre what?
{Justine peaks out giving a skeptical look.} Astrid FHK: I assume a different future than the one our other time travelers came from?
Old Fiona: This is not the first time Iâve been to this time; the first...was to ensure that me younger self stayed in the sport of wrestling. Where I come from originally...the world is serene and peaceful, but that peace came at a cost. I realised, too late, that wrestling was what I truly loved doing more than anything else, but instead...I became a diplomat and threw it all away. This time...I wanted to tell her âthank youâ for staying with the sport and continuing on a journey that began in 2015. She deserves to win and defy odds, she deserves to live in the moments I let slip away, but more importantly...she deserves to be happy and filled with hope and joy.
{ The old woman, losing her composure, grabs a small tissue from a box on her computer desk. } Old Fiona: I...meant you--and her--no harm. All I wanted to do was be a guide to her--her conscience, her Jiminy Cricket as it were--and to help set her on a path towards creating a brighter future for everyone. Terri...you have been a great, great friend, and I cannot thank you enough for giving me a second chance to love this profession all over again.
{ Terri nods her head warmly, giving a slight wink. } Old Fiona: So I say to you all...thank you and godspeed.
{ Old Fiona flashes a classic smile before the call is ended. Terri gets up from the preshow table and walks off. } Rachel Grimes: Um⌠Well, that happened.
{Justine gets up into her seat again.} Justine Harris: Iâm confused.
Emma Danielson: We all are, kid.
Rayne: So, are we going to talk about who we think will win the Luchadora match orâŚwhat?
Astrid FHK: IâŚYes.
Rachel Grimes: Any thoughts? Clearly DebbieâŚumâŚOlder Fiona thinks sheâs going to win. Guess Iâll side with the time traveler?
Emma Danielson: As much as I hate giving Charity credit, and I do. She just showed how willing she is to make a win. I have no doubt Charity is going to do something outside the playbook to keep that belt around her waist.
Astrid FHK: I am in a difficult position on this.
Rachel Grimes: How so?
Astrid FHK: The Best Friends Club has been using Spikeâs
{Astrid takes a breath} Death as ammunition against my family. But Fiona has in the past compared me to... I canât really say I want either of them to win.
Justine Harris: Do you want a hug?
Astrid FHK: I wouldnât mind one.
{Justine hugs Astrid.} Rayne: Personally? I find it in poor taste that Fiona keeps bringing the miscarriage up over and over again. Has anyone asked Shea if sheâs okay with one of the tragic moments in her life being used as a soapbox for Fiona to continue her quest to be better than everyone else?
Rachel Grimes: I donât know.
Rayne: Yeah, itâs uncomfortable.
Rachel Grimes: Well, letâs go onto the next match. Open Weight championship between Pandora and Gabriela. Thoughts?
Astrid FHK: Pandora. Hands down. Sheâs been working herself to the bone for this. She might not have been able to win the title in the past but sheâs driven.
Justine Harris: Pandora is a sailor scout!
Rayne: Iâm going to say Gabriela can be a hard person to prepare for. Sheâs hardcore. She wrestles kind of reckless sometimes but I donât doubt sheâs going to walk out with the belt over her head.
Rachel Grimes: I think this one of the few times weâve had so many former champions of a belt on the preshow panel. Rayne and Astrid you had the Open Weight, didnât you?
Rayne: Yeah. We did.
Astrid FHK: It was a hard fought battle.
Rayne: Thanks.
Justine Harris: Iâm a champion tooâŚ
Emma Danielson: Former Champion, honey.
Justine Harris: Technically as the belt was to be fought over kids games, Trent Helms pinning my teddy bear doesnât count.
Rachel Grimes: Uh⌠Well⌠I canât really speak for that specific beltâ
Justine Harris: And since my teddy bear didnât beat me in a kidâs game either him sleeping on me does not count either.
Rayne: You know, I think sheâs right.
Rachel Grimes: Donât encourage this.
Justine Harris: So technically by the rules Trent Helms asked for the belt Iâm stillâŚstill champion right?
Rachel Grimes: It doesnât really work that way.
Emma Danielson: Well, if Roberto could call himself the Imperial Champion after that situation with the Ace one could say there is a precedent for it.
Rachel Grimes: Not you too.
Astrid FHK: But Warren Kane is the Special Ultra Plus Champion currentlyâŚright?
Justine Harris: I can play him in a kids game. He won it in a match that wasnât a kidâs game anyway. So itâs umâŚInvalid?
Astrid FHK: Invalid.
Rachel Grimes: I donât think Warren Kane would be interested in fighting you.
Emma Danielson: You shouldnât fight Warren Kane.
Rachel Grimes: Thank you.
Emma Danielson: Iâll do it.
{Astrid and Rayne laugh.} Rachel Grimes: Can we get back on topic please?
Emma Danielson: Honestly, you shouldnât under sell Gabi. Sheâs someone to be reckoned with.
Rachel Grimes: Okay, and the main event of Diamonds are Forever, Brooklyn versus Heiress of the Throne Rowan. Thoughts?
Justine Harris: Can both lose?
Rachel Grimes: No.
Justine Harris: âŚBrooklyn I guess?
Astrid FHK: Regardless who wins we will still have the biggest belt in the womenâs division held by the Pack. It will barely be differ---
{Astrid's eyes go a little wide.} Emma Danielson: Astrid? Are you okay?
Astrid FHK: ...It's just my water. It'll be fine.
Rayne: Um... No? No it won't?
Rachel Grimes: Well, thatâs all the time we haveâ
Justine Harris: But I can do another Open Fight Night for the Super Special Ultra belt, right?
{Rachel sighs.} Rachel Grimes: Now to the main show with Terri and Shea.
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Singles Amber Cooke vs Dawn Halliwell ------------------------------------
Terri Morasco: Welcome to Diamonds are forever and the first match this evening, lots of trash talking going on between our two combatants
Shea OâHara: If you say so..
Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL and isâŚ.
{Alisonâs Mic suddenly cuts out and sheâs left looking confused and cameras running to the back as we find both Amber and Dawn exchanging blows in the backstage technical area and moving towards the entrance, pausing as Amber smashes Dawnâs head into the Entryway, Amber returns the favour even as Amber ducks the next punch and the Smashes Dawnâs head into the entryway again and then tosses her out into the waiting entry way even as Alison has wisely decided to get on out, Amber taking off her jacket as she looks at the blood on her fingers and pauses with a nod. }Terri Morasco: Amber Cooke laying a vicious assault on Dawn!
Shea OâHara: Eh, when she puts her away, Iâll be impressed.
{Amber adds a few stomps even as a referee comes rushing out to Pull Amber Away, she shrugs him off, stim ping some and the Referee pulls her away and she turns to him to jawjack him and then turns into a Dawn punch, smashing her head into the post, shrugging the Referee off herself to Stomp again and pull Amber up to hook up a suplex, Amber blocks and gives a few punches before hitting a quick Russian leg sweep into the Ring apron, the pair of them dropping down even as Amber takes a moment to recover. }
Terri Morasco: I donât think getting into a striking exchange is doing Dawn any favours.
Shea OâHara: Who cares? They ainât me. Iâd have had this over by now.
{Amber stands and The Referee starts to admonish both ladies threatening to throw the match out if they donât get in the ring right now Amber looks at Dawn and then The official, Picking the woman up to Roll her into the ring pausing to grab the Ref as they start to climb the apron and hit them with a Modified Board side slam across the ring apron and then looks at the rising Dawn even as she lifts the ring apron and Dawn charges as Amberâs form disappears under the ring Dawn has to back up suddenly as a Steel char comes flying out onto the floor Amber emerging from under the ring with weapons in tow just out right throwing weapons at Dawn who moves about he was As Amber emerges with a chair a look of glee n her features as a bell starts to ring meaning the match isnât going to start any time soon, but good luck telling to that to the ladies who now continue to brawl, weapons and all. }Terri Morasco: Attacking the official! Amberâs lost her mind and brining everything but the kitchen sink!
Shea OâHara: She knows sheâs not good enough to hang..
{Amber manages to get a little space but before she can haul Dawnâs head off with a chair Dawn shoulder checks her into the ring side Amber drops the chair and Dawn picks up a Kendo Stick, spinning it in one hand before she shaes it against Dawn, once, Twice, Three times before Amber rolls back in and Dawn throws th e weapons after her still holding the Kendo Stick before Amber grabs a chair and smashes the Stick aside to the lay a head butt on Dawn, getting ready to smash her head in with the Cahir before she has to violently change tack and takes out a âsecond â ref⌠the a Third again being taken down by Dawn as Dawn stats to lay punched and then Kendo strikes in. Amber rolling away with a chair and touching t her head looking at touch of blood and climbing right back in, anger making sure she takes a blow right to the side of the head which makes her stagger and then Stand up to smash Dawn with a massive Cahir shot before falling to her knees and shaking it off a bit, groggily trying to over Dawn, to no avail and hell Dawn even kicks out in her own stupor as the fight has both ladies now start to exchange strikes as best they can.}Terri Morasco: Such tenacity by Dawn Halliwell!
Shea OâHara: Man, I thought this was overâŚ
{The two of them roll towards the apron, still fighting before Dawn dodges past a punch that hits the mat as sheâs gotten to the ring apron shooting herself between the top and middle rope and using Amberâs arm to Tie the woman up in a LIVING DEAD GIRL}Terri Morasco: The Living Dead Girl if she can make Amber pass out this madness will stop!
Shea OâHara: finally
{Amber takes a moment of desperation to use her strength even as the choke starts to bite in, grabbing her own arm as Dawn holds on with all of her anger, lifting as She steps through the ropes and manages to tur mid step using the ring apron as a sudden stop as she uses gravity , her own weight and sheer desperation to improvise a Apron powerbomb to break the hold, which thankfully it does!}Crowd: Holy SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Shea OâHara: Joy.
{After sutiable pause Amber is up first, her face now showing more blood form the earlier shots form Dawn, having been opened up first just by the sheer weight of offense thrown at her, dragging Dawn over to the Commentary Desk and her voice heard over the commentary mics}Amber: You think you hit worth a
{CENSORED}!? CâMON! HALLIWELL LETâS GO!...GIMME THAT {CENSORED} CHAIR OâHARA!
{Amber does indeed get on Sheaâ s ce before stopping to stomp on Dawn and grab Folding chair from next to her even as a voice interrupts her next actions}Alison Valance: Ladies and Gentlemen, this match has been Ruled by our officials as a NO CONTEST.
{Amber looks at Alison and then Shea with Fire in her eyes, and she brings the Cahir down with a sickening crack into Dawnâs head and a roar of defiance Dawnâs form going Limp for just a moment as she turns to the Desk and looks at it with a slowly creeping smile between anger, euphoria and madness and the something changes her mind , as she lifts the chair now ⌠a satin of crimson that was not there before and indeed it seems Dawn has now joined the Bloodied up club and Amber nods grabbing Dawn by the hair and starting to walk Dan seeming to have enough of her senses to at least stagger to her feet a bit but not enough to really fight back right now again Amberâs voice caught on the mics}Amber: Iâll show you a
{Censored} No contest!
Terri Morasco: Amber has snapped!
Shea OâHara: Get in my face again ye little gobshite Iâll knock ye block off!
{as Amber gets towards the top of the Entry ramp again Dawn finds her consciousness again and pulls herself in close turning suddenly and violently to suplex Amber into the Entrance Ste the plexi glass around the area bouncing Amber off it and onto the ground, Dawn picks up Amber ..and does it again and the glass gives way as Amber goes bouncing through it and the Crowd lights up again as Dawn manages to stand, groggily shaking off the assaults aid on her some and stumbling through after Amber}Terri Morasco: OH! OH! Amber must be cut to ribbons
Shea OâHara: Serves her right.
{Dawn does her best to not slip on the broken glass and wires that lie around as Amber starts to pull herself up, slowly bleeding form her head, face and arms Dawn striking a heavy Blow as the two of them again Brawling through the back through the Gorilla Postion the camera losing sight of them briefly before Dawn comes barrelling through whatâs elft of a door Amber throws her through, wood splintering and shattering apart even as the toe find themselves in a loading dock area eventually Security swarming the two as Amber and Dawn refuse to be separated now.}
Terri Morasco: Somebody needs to stop this.
Shea OâHara: Hold on itâs just getting good now!
{Both Dawn and Amber explode out of the mass of people surrounding each other, and Amber gest the upper hand in the stirking even as she sees the drop ahead Grabbing Dawn by the hair and running with he rto try and throw her off, but Dawn stops short by grabbing a guard Rail and thn kicking Amber to try and Hit a Thunder struck but Amber pushes Dawn off, the two of them now trying to to secure that last hit even as Dawn catches Amber flush with a Superkick and she looks about ready to Fall,Amber shake it off, dropping to one knee evn as Dawn looks frustrated and charges at Amber, who very suddenly explodes to life catching Dawn and Hitting a Cookie CutterâŚ.sending DawnâŚand herself off the lip of the Ramp and into a the bed of a Production truck where the sound of collision and crashing can be heard the two of them falling right through the Fabric top together}Terri Morasco , Shea OâHara, The IWF Universe: HOLY SHIT!!
{There is silence now as officials scramble about the truck to check on the two diamonds , cutting back to Terri and Shea whoâs faces say it all.}Shea OâHara: Get this off the air, go to commercial!
Terri Morasco: I agree with you, weâll âŚweâll be right back..
{And so we go to commercial break the fate of both Dawn and Amber left a Mystery.}------------------------------------
Triple threatHelena Swayer v Vivienne Rodgers v Jessica Reed------------------------------------
{The lights dim, and a series of twinkling blue lights begin to shine at the mouth of the entrance ramp as the intro of âBlueâ by The Birthday Massacre begins to play. As the crashing guitars kick in, the stage is bathed in flickering blue lights, and Helena Sawyer slowly walks out onto the stage, a lopsided grin on her face. She walks down the ramp, wearing a twisted smirk on her face. As she passes by the camera at the foot of the ramp, she snaps her jaws at the cameraman, giggling as she walks on and hops up onto the apron. Helena looks up at the ceiling, grinning ecstatically, and turns to face the crowd, hooking both arms on the top rope and throwing her body back with a piercing scream that turns into a giggle. She kicks herself backwards, flipping over the top rope, and back-rolls into a kneeling crouch, staring at the ramp for a few moments before standing and slinking to a corner. She looks up at the ceiling as the music fades, mouthing frantic words to herself as the lights come back up to normal.}Terri Morasco: This is gonna be a real treat as two former Heiresses to the Throne square off against a former Open Weight Champion!
Shea OâHara: Youâve sounded a little happier than usual tonight.
Terri Morasco: I was thinkinâ, as weâre about to see Vivienne make her entrance, about...you know, Debbie...
{The opening trumpets to Confident by Demi Lovato begin to play as the lights in the ring drop, leaving gold and green spotlights on the stage and ramp. The lights in the arena pulse with similar colors as the bass kicks in. Vivienne herself does not appear until the lyrics begin in Earnest, walking on from backstage. Vivienne grins confidently as she raises a fist into the air on stage, holding the pose for a few seconds before stepping toward the ring, throwing a few punches and a kick as she begins to walk. She jumps up onto the apron, walking alongside the outer part of the ring before going in over the top rope, interacting with the crowd as she circles the inside of the ring. She takes to the center of the ring as the chorus plays, raising her fists into the air before Vivienne settles into her corner.}Shea OâHara: As much rubbish is Fiona takes, perhaps undeservedly, even I couldnât imagine how she would just give up wrestling. Honestly, sheâll say things that donât make sense at times, but...deep down, Fiona loves this sport too much to simply throw it all away, even after Jackâs passing and what Rowan did to her. I believe that it was no accident that Debbie came here, that her presence here...is the greatest miracle anyone can ever have.
Terri Morasco: You couldnât have said that any better. Iâve been wishinâ for a miracle like that--a sign, any sign, to help me when Iâm down--since I was seven years old. Deb is...unique, and I was very proud to have her as a friend.
{ 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: Funny thing is, I found her to be a more enjoyable broadcast partner than that other guy I work with⌠{whispers âbetter than that pervert Vascoâ in Sheaâs ear, covering her headsetâs microphone with her hand}
Shea OâHara: {chuckles} Agreed...but weâve work to do!
[DING!]
{ The three women stare each other down as they circle to the right in the center of the ring, waiting to see who will make the first move. Jess and Vivi decide to make the first moves together, double-teaming Helena with stereo rights and lefts before sending her for the ride; Sawyer bounces off the ropes and into a double dropkick, followed by a second. Eventually, Reed backs off as Rodgers nails Sawyer with a scoop slam, followed by a standing leg drop. After picking up her opponent, Vivienne hits Helena with a pair of suplexes--a vertical kind, then a German one that gets her a two-count. Rodgers âtags inâ Reed--although this isnât a tag-team handicap officially, and the Hall of Famer goes right to work on the 2017 Heiress winner. }Shea OâHara: Quite a unique exchange, Iâd say.
Terri Morasco: All three of these women are gonna be tested.
{ Itâs Jessicaâs turn to have a little playtime with Sawyer, showing off some of her high-flying capabilities in the process. She sends Helena into the strands, then hits her head-on with a flying shoulder tackle. Sawyer bounces back up and into another flying shoulder tackle for her troubles. After taking her opponent down with a dragon screw, Reed quickly launches herself off the second rope, nailing Helena with a unique jumping high kick before going for a pin...only to get a count of two as well. Jessica then makes an attempt to connect with a corkscrew elbow drop off the top buckle, thrilling the 47,000-plus inside the Egg Dome, only to hit nothing but canvas as Sawyer got out of the way just in the nick of time. Consequently, Jess is chucked over the top rope and onto the floor by Helena, leaving her to tackle Vivienne Rodgers. }Terri Morasco: Viviâs going to be in for a heckuva test against Helena as Jess is on the outside!
Shea OâHara: Sawyerâs no slouch in the ring--she DID beat Rowan, after all!
Terri Morasco: Amen to that oneâŚ
{ Helena goes right to work on Vivi, pounding the latter with hard, closed-fisted right hands that are intended to draw crimson. The referee canât do a damn thing about it as Rodgers reels toward the ropes and tries to deflect each blow, but Sawyer keeps on the attack before shooting her in. Rodgers bounces off the ropes and into a leaping knee lift that sends her straight to the deck; Viviâs no match for the constant knees to her back that Helena is delivering; eventually, Sawyer is able to plaster her victim with a side slam backbreaker yet only gets a two-count. Gritting her teeth, Helena continues pounding away on Vivi, grinding her knuckles on the latterâs temples as Jess Reed--after a slight breather--recomposes herself and enters the fray, connecting with a top-rope, split-leg drop that breaks up Helenaâs momentum. }Shea OâHara: All three women are going at it in the ring!
Terri Morasco: {in Debbie Fisherâs Texas drawl} I reckon theyâre gonna give it their dad-gummed best!
Shea OâHara: TerriâŚ?!
Terri Morasco: Oh dear...sorry, I couldnât help it!
{ Helena and Jessica are going at it tooth and nail as they trade punches with each other. Eventually, Rodgers manages to pry Helena off of the Hall of Famer and hits her with her patented Reflection screwdriver maneuver before going for the quick cover⌠}1âŚ!
2âŚ!!
THREE--NO, MAâAM!!!
{ ...but Jess Reed comes flying off the third turnbuckle with her patented Peanut Butter Jelly Time shooting star press--landing squarely on Helena and going for the pinfall attempt just as Vivi rolled out of the wayâŚ. }1âŚ!
2âŚ!!
THREEEEE--GAHHH!!!
Terri Morasco: Fast and furious action by all three women in this match!
{ ...but Sawyer gets the shoulder up at the last second! Jessica shakes her head solemnly before pulling Helena up to her feet; thatâs when Rodgers barges onto the scene and tries to go for a second Reflection screwdriver--only for Sawyer to immediately counter that futile manuever with her own signature, a half-nelson wheelbarrow driver called the Feral Lobotomy, and goes for the cover by hooking Vivienneâs legs⌠}1âŚ!
2âŚ!!
THREEEEEEAWWWWWWWW....
Shea OâHara: Wow! That was so close...
{ ...only for Helena to slap the mat in frustration as the woman in stripes holds up the dreaded two fingers! Helena decides to put Vivienne into perfect position for her finisher, the Boma Ye that she calls the LITHIUM KISS--but Vivienne sees the danger coming and instantly kicks her hard in the gut. Unfortunately for the latter, Jessica Reed nails her AND Helena with a flying double clothesline that sends the 2017 Heiress winner flying over the top rope and onto the outside! Vivienne Rodgers turns her attention towards the downed Helena Sawyer for just a fleeting moment, but that fleeting moment ends up being a grave error as Jessica Reed connects with her finisher, the LOLDrop, and goes for the pin! }1âŚ!
2âŚ!!
THREEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!
[DING-DING-DING!!!]
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LuchadoraFiona Mcfly vs Charity Crowne------------------------------------
Terri Morasco: The next match is the Luchadora Championship match, and itâs going to be an I Wuit match.
Shea OâHara: Itâs going to be Fiona taking on the champ, Charity! These two competitors are going to tear each other apart.
{ 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 say
Wrecking balls inside my brain
I will scream them loud tonight
Can you hear my voice this time?"{ ...until we finally see an image of her standing next to the late Jack Gaither on their wedding day. The black-and-white photo fades down as... }
"This is my fight song
Take back my life song
Prove I'm alright song
My power's turned on
Starting right now I'll be strong
I'll play my fight song
And I don't really care if nobody else believes
'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me..."{ ...a blast of pyro goes off as the song kicks into high gear. We see Fiona hopping onto the stage with a rugged smile on her face, looking around at the cheering crowd as she twirls a replica of her trusty bullwhip around and around. She strolls down the rampway, hugging and high-fiving folks along the way before handing the replica whip to a child as a souvenir. }Terri Morasco: Fiona McFly looks to be in good form here tonight. She looks ready to overcome the champion.
Shea OâHara: Wait a minuteâŚ.did she just give a kid a toy whip? Is that weird? I feel like itâs weird.
Terri Morasco: I honestly just try to ignore it.
{"Pop pop!"
The clapping synth intro of "Popular" by The Veronicas plays over the PA, and Charity Crowne walks out onto the stage, rolling her eyes and striking a brief pose at the top of the ramp. She smirks, rolling her wrist, and struts down the ramp, dismissing fans if they reach over the barricade. Charity hooks the ring post with a hand, walking around to the side of the ring, and plants a hand on the ring apron, jumping and swinging herself under the bottom rope. She back-rolls to her feet in the middle of the ring, posing again, and casually walks to a corner. She wraps her hand around the top rope, casually yanking on it a few times as she waits and the music fades.}Terri Morasco: And now the champion. Charity Crown has been pretty impressive since winning that championship. Like her or hate her.
Shea OâHara: I lean more on the hate her side personally. But I canât deny the talent of either of these wrestlers. I can sit back and watch them beat the hell out of each other for my amusement.
{The referee calls for the bell and Charity immediately comes in and smashes Fiona in the head with her Luchadora Belt! Fiona goes down hard to the mat and the crowd boo and Charity looks so proud of herself.}Shea OâHara: What the heck was that! I liked seeing it, but Fiona didnât deserve that cheap shot.
Terri Morasco: Well like it or not, itâs legal in an I Quit match.
{Charity tells the ref to ask her if she wants to quit but Fiona is starting to pull herself back up to her feet. Fiona is a little groggy after the shot to the head so Charity comes in with a hard back elbow and then follows up with a back breaker. Charity hits a couple stomps before pulling Fiona up and back down with a snap ddt. Charity pops back up and does another pose before telling the ref to ask Fiona if she quits. The ref puts the mic in Fionaâs face but Fiona just shoved the mic out of her face.}
Terri Morasco: Fiona not ready to give up yet.
Shea OâHara: Yeah But that shot early in the match has left her in a bad way.
{Charity rolls to the outside and starts fishing around underneath the ring. She pulls out a ladder! She manages to set it up so that it laid horizontally across the apron and the barricade. She rolls back into the ring, points at Fiona and then the ladder. Charity reaches down with some aggression and grabs Fiona by the hair. She drags Fiona near the turnbuckle nearest the ladder she just set up. But Fiona starts to battle back! She buried an elbow into the midsection of the champ and another that breaks her grip. Fiona follows up with a quick combo that knocks Charity for a loop and then Fiona puts Charity to the mat with a hard belly to belly suplex!}
Terri Morasco: WOAH! Fiona just exploded out of nowhere!
Shea OâHara: I donât think anyone expected that! Especially Charity!
{Charity is on the mat trying to shake the cobwebs but Fiona is ready to keep the attack going. She tells the ref to be ready with the microphone. She grabs Charityâs arm looking for the Kimblelock but Charity has enough wherewithal to sense it and rolls out of the ring and out of danger of the hold. Fiona goes right after Charity. She jumps off the apron with a knee to the side. Charity slumps down holding her ribs. Fiona starts digging underneath the ring and the crowd pops when she holds up what she found!}
Terri Morasco: Uhhh ohhhh. Itâs that dreaded cat o nine tails.
Shea OâHara: Ooh That is gonna hurt.
{Charity looks at Fiona brandishing her trademark weapon in horror. Fiona comes after her and Charity scrambled to her feet to run. Charity whips around the ring and quickly goes low and slides under the table she placed earlier. Fiona turns the corner and goes face first into the ladder and crashes into a heap.}
Shea OâHara: Oh Man! What a Collision!
Terri Morasco: Fiona looks out cold! Charity asking the ref to ask Fiona and- hey what the hell!?
{Suddenly a fan from the audience reaches out and snatches the microphone from the ref. The fan pulls off his sunglasses and hood to reveal it was a very intoxicated looking Steve Awesome, holding an oversized cup of beer. A lot of people boo but no one really knows whatâs going on.}
Steve Awesome: I jusâ wanted to âpologize for my actions lately. I havenât-I havenât been very brapressionional latelyâŚ
Shea OâHara: What is this idiot doing? He can barely keep his eyes open. Heâs wasted. He doesnât even work here.
Terri Morasco: Just don't draw any attention to him, Shea.
{Steve drunkenly hops over the show barricade. The ref and Charity look on in shock and confusion.}
Steve Awesome: and to all of you haters who think Iâm just a washed up drunkâŚ.you can suck mahâŚ
{He starts to touch himself.}
Steve Awesome: dickahhhh-
{Just then security storm the scene and tackle Steve to the ground hard and his giant beer flies out of his hands and crashes into Charity drenching her in beer! Charity stands in shock and disgust as security drag Steve Awesome out of the arena.}
Terri Morasco: Sorry about that folks. Sometimes stupid, unnecessary things happen when your live. Thatâs all we will say about that.
Shea OâHara: And now Charity is covered in beer. Poor thing.
{Some of the crowd laugh at the fact that Charity got a bit of comeuppance but most people are amazed by the spear out of nowhere from Fiona McFly! Charity goes to the ground hard and Fiona drags her up to her feet and throws her into the ting. Fiona finds a kendo stick and tosses it into the ring before rolling in herself. Fiona goes to grab Charity but Charity nails a rake to the eye and shoulder thrusts Fiona back and into the corner handsprings back and nails another shoulder thrust. Charity rings out a bit of beer from her hair.}
Terri Morasco: Glad to see this match back underway.
Shea OâHara: This women are professionals Terri, a little hiccup wonât throw them off there game.
{Charity takes a few steps back and gets running start and goes for a handspring back elbow but Fiona dodges at the last second! Charity smashes into the turnbuckle then stumbles forward and Fiona rushes up and locks Charity into a standing Kimora Lock known as the Kimble Lock! Charity screams out in pain!}
Terri Morasco: Fiona has it locked in pretty tight there!
Shea OâHara: You don't normally do this move standing up, but itâs being effective right here. Charity may not have much of a choice here!
{Charity screams in pain from her arm being twisted. Fiona tells the ref to ask if she quits. Charity cries out in pain and shakes her head. So Fiona wrenches in the hold even harder and Charity screams louder. The ref asks her again but Charity still doesnât quit. Fiona goes to wrench the hold again but her grip slips!}
Terri Morasco: What!?
Shea OâHara: The beer!
{Fiona manages to still hold onto an arm but Charity pulls Fiona in and nails a Diamond Cutter!! Out of nowhere! Charity grabs the kendo stick and quickly locks in a version of the Kimora Lock using the kendo stick to add leverage and Fiona screams in pain. She tries to fight out but she canât and has no choice but to tap out and quit.}
Terri Morasco: And Charity retains the title after a hard fought victory!
Shea OâHara: Well she managed to take a bad moment and use it to win, so kudos to Charity Crown.
{Charity celebrates in the ring as the ref raises her hand and hand her the championship.}
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Open weight Pandora FHK v Gabrielle Luna------------------------------------
{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.}Terri Morasco: Pandora Freeman-Hall-Kane, on what could be the biggest night of her life, trying to become one of only a few women to win both the Women's World Championship and Openweight Championship. Standing her way is...well, not a "tall" obstacle but...
Shea OâHara: Never sell Pandora Freeman short, Terri. Few people in this world have the kind of relentless heart that she does, and if anyone can match the current champ energy for energy, it's her.
{The relentless opening chords of "Vortex" by Los Savants crash out as Gabriela Luna dashes out onto the stage, throwing her fist into the air to the cheers of the crowd. She shouts at the crowd, beckoning them on with her hands, and grins widely at them before turning and charging down the ramp.}Terri Morasco: Ever since November 12th, Gabriela Luna has held onto that Openweight Title with a frantic death grip. She said that this is all she has to hold onto, and she's shown her willingness to put her body on the line to make that happen.
Shea OâHara: Part of me loves watching the athleticism of Gabriela Luna, but part of me worries about her. That kind of full-throttle competition takes years off of your career, and we do have to think about life beyond the ring.
{Gabriela leaps and slides feet-first under the bottom rope, rolling to a crouch with a grin on her face. She stands, walking to the middle of the ring, and paces back and forth in the center for a moment before dropping back to a knee and pounding her fist into the mat as pyro erupts from the ringposts. She leaps back up to her feet, popping her hood back with a shout, and runs over to the nearest corner, hopping onto the second turnbuckle and further beckoning the crowd on before dropping down into a crouch and waiting for the match to start.}Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the IWF Openweight Championship! Introducing first, the challenger! From Hope, Michigan, weighing in at 160 pounds, Pandora Freeman-Hall-Kane!
{The crowd cheers for Pandora, who acknowledges them with a coy grin and a wave.}Alison Valance: And her opponent! From Guadalajara, Jalisco, Mexico, weighing in at 105 pounds, she is the IWF Openweight Champion, Gabriela Luna!
{Gabriela throws her fist in the air, slapping the plate of the IWF Openweight Championship belt and shouting a mile a minute at Pandora as she steps forward, notably including âÂĄSOY LA CAMPEĂN!â She reluctantly hands the belt to the referee before taking a step back, bouncing in the corner with a determined glare on her face.}Terri Morasco: Two of the most dynamic performers in all of IWF, fighting it out for the sake of calling themselves Openweight Champion! LETâS GO!
{The bell rings, and immediately both women charge forward, Gabriela ducking under a forearm from Pandora and springboarding off the ropes with a crossbody! NO! Pandora catches her, spinning her out for a side slam, and Gabriela overrotates through into a crucifix pin! Pandora kicks out even before the referee can drop down, and Gabriela back-rolls up, lashing out with a quick dropkick! Pandora swats the kick away, and as Gabriela hits the mat Pandora delivers a snap leg drop to the back of her neck! Pandora quickly grabs Gabrielaâs arm, wrenching it around before pulling Gabriela into La Magistral! Gabriela, in turn, kicks out immediately, coming to her feet, and Pandora leaps, looking for a TANK GIRL! NO! Gabriela swats it aside, backflipping to deliver LA TIJERA! NO! Pandora catches Gabrielaâs foot, hauling her in, and snaps her back with a HUGE ankle lock German suplex! Pandora bridges!
ONE! TWO! KICKOUT!}Shea OâHara: Holy shit! I think Iâm still catching up there!
Terri Morasco: That was a dizzying offensive display from both women! Theyâre certainly living up to the pre-match hype!
{Gabriela staggers up to her feet, and Pandora wrenches her arm, shooting her off the ropes. Pandora snatches Gabriela up on the rebound, driving her into the mat with a sidewalk slam. She hops up, hitting the ropes again, and leaps, looking for an early RED SUN! NO! Gabriela rolls out of the way, leaving Pandora to crash hard into the canvas. Pandora pushes herself back to her feet, and Gabriela grabs her arm, stepping under and hauling her into a short-arm reverse STO! Pandora rocks back up to her knees, and Gabriela comes screaming in with a Meteora! Gabriela hauls her into a rana cover!
ONE! TWO! KICKOUT!}Terri Morasco: And the Openweight Champion fires back with her own offensive flurry!
Shea OâHara: She won that title for a reason, and you donât defeat an IWF Hall of Famer without bringing something special to the table!
{Gabriela hauls Pandora up, firing a huge right hand into her jaw. Pandora stumbles back, returning the strike, and the two begin to trade strikes in the center of the ring. Gabriela fires a spin kick at Pandora, doubling her over, and hits the ropes, looking for a headscissors takedown. Pandora arrests her momentum, pressing her off into a flapjack! Pandora pounces on Gabriela, flinging her into the corner, and handsprings into a Stinger splash before hauling her out from the corner with a facecrusher to complete the LETâS DO IT! Pandora wastes no time in dragging Gabriela to the center of the ring, hooking her legs together and rocking back into a Muta Lock! Gabriela flails against the hold, scratching and clawing for the ropes as Pandora hauls back on the hold!}Terri Morasco: The Muta Lock is in! Gabrielaâs got to get to the ropes, or we could be looking at a new Openweight Champion!
Shea OâHara: That kind of pressure on your knee can really hamper your offense, especially if youâre someone like Gabriela Luna, who depends on her mobility for offense so much. Sheâs got to get out of this quickly!
{Gabriela reaches towards the ropes, struggling and clawing desperately. Pandora hauls back even harder, and Gabriela uses the moment to snap her head forward and pull herself free. The two roll over, and Gabriela fires a big right into Pandoraâs jaw, causing her to break the hold. Gabriela rolls out of the ring, massaging her knee, and Pandora gets to her feet, shaking her head. She sees Gabriela pulling herself to her feet, groaning, and hits the ropes, leaping and flipping to catch her with a TOPE CON GIRO! Pandora slings Gabriela back into the ring, quickly covering!
ONE! TWO! THRâ}Terri Morasco: A huge follow-up there from Pandora Freeman, and sheâs keeping the pressure on here!
Shea OâHara: All it takes is one big move to change the tide of war. The only time you can count on it being over is when the bell rings.
{Pandora hauls Gabriela to her feet, delivering a big kick to her chest. Gabriela staggers back into the ropes, stepping forward into a headbutt that stumbles the bigger woman. She front flips at her, delivering a forearm strike, and Pandora rocks back on her feet before reaching out, snapmaring Gabriela back over. She delivers a big Penalty Kick to the back, cartwheeling over and leaping for a dropkick! NO! Gabriela drops flat, rolling up to a knee, and lashes out with a kick to the gut before dropping Pandora with an AERIAL SPIKE! Gabriela backs up into one of the corners, measuring the fallen Pandora with a determined look on her face.}Terri Morasco: This could be the end! Gabriela looks like sheâs measuring her for the end!
Shea OâHara: What did I tell you! One big move, all it takes!
{Gabriela takes a deep breath, measuring Pandora as she rises, and screams out âÂĄMIRAME!â before charging and spinning around for the SUDDEN IMPACT! NO! Pandora pushes her off, and Gabriela hasnât even landed before sheâs being drilled between the eyes with the TANK GIRL! Gabrielaâs out on her feet, and Pandora leaps, driving Gabriela into the mat with the BEAT DROP! Pandora hooks both of Gabrielaâs legs!
ONE! TWO! THREE! Pandora rocks up to her knees, letting out a scream of joy as âShowdownâ plays over the PA.}Alison Valance: Here is your winner, and the NEEEW IWF OPENWEIGHT CHAMPIONâŚPANDORAAAAA FREEEEEMAAAAAN!
Terri Morasco: What a night this is for Pandora Freeman! A child is born, a title is won, and Tokyo witnesses two miracles in one evening!
Shea OâHara: Weâve seen that indomitable will to win time and again, and she pulled out one more trick here to close out 2018!
Terri Morasco: Definitely triumph here for Pandora Freeman, but what heartbreak for Gabriela Luna. She put so much of herself into that title reign, and to lose it on the grand stage of Diamonds are ForeverâŚI canât imagine.
{The referee hands the title to Pandora, who climbs the turnbuckle, lifting it high in the air to the cheers of the crowd. Gabriela rolls out to the apron, sitting there with a devastated look on her face. The camera pans back slightly, showing Pandora celebrating as Gabriela stares into the distance, looking completely hollow as we cut away.}------------------------------------
Women world Title Brooklyn v Rowan
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Shea OâHara: Here it is! Our main event!
Terri Morasco: Thatâs right, Shea. The highly anticipated matchup between the last record-breaking champion weâd have seen coming this time last year, and the woman whoâs been keeping the Imperial Wrestling Federation dancing on her strings since Night of the Immortals.
Shea OâHara: A year ago, Rowan challenged me for this title in what would be the final match between the two of us, where she lost after I broker her arm and she passed out. Now sheâs back to challenge for the Womenâs Championship again, now held by the woman sheâs called her champion.
Terri Morasco: This should be one hell of a match.
Shea OâHara: Did⌠Did you just make a pun?
Terri Morasco: New year, new me, Shea.
Alison Valance: The following contest, and the Diamonds Are Forever Main Event, is scheduled for ONE FALL -
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Alison Valance: ⌠And is for the IWF WOMENâS WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
{Lights go down, shifting until the entire arena is filled with naught but a dark red glow. The Shadowâs Hymn plays softly, growing in volume as hooded figures in bloodstained, dark grey garb file slowly out, singing along with the hymn. They surround the ring as thick red smoke floods the outside, and as soon as they form a circle an illuminated pentagram appears in the ring, flickering red, yellow and orange as though it is burning within. The music fades and the lights in the arena die, leaving the only light coming from the burning sigil on the mat.
A long, dire howl of a wolf breaks the silence, matched with the sound of the menacing opening chords of Trip the Darkness by Lacuna Coil. As the opening riff of the guitar hits, the ringposts burst into pillars of fire as the lights snap back up, revealing Rowan standing in the center of the burning pentagram. She looking down at the ground with her arms held loosely to the sides, shoulders heaving with breath as she rolls her wrists unconsciously.}
Alison Valance: Introducing first â from Killkenny Ireland, weighing in at 145 pounds â The 2018 Heiress to the Throne: The Wolf of the Abyss, ROWAAAAN MACDOOOONOOOOUUUGH!!!
{As Alison finishes speaking, Rowan sharply looks up into the hard camera, her golden eyes flashing with violent, cruel anticipation for what is about to happen. She lopes in circles around the the ring, stalking like a caged wolf as she glares into 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.}
Shea OâHara: The Demon has arrived.
Terri Morasco: Itâs a nice change to not have Shea pissing himself at her entrance.
Shea OâHara: If anything, you might have to keep me from getting into the ring.
Alison Valance: And her opponentâŚ
{The lights go dark again, the arena filling with swirling tones of purple light on black. It is a much darker tone than her usual fanfare. The mood is tense, and the arena fills with the screeching of crows. At first it seems that maybe they are coming over the sound system⌠but it is quickly apparent that a huge flock of large crows â maybe ravens? â have suddenly begun swooping through the rafters of the stadium. A long, distorted tone rings through the arena as purple smoke floods the ramp⌠and "In The Dark" by The Birthday Massacre begins to play.}
Alison Valance: From Centralia, Pennsylvania â weighing in at 112 pounds: She is the IWF WOMENâS WORLD CHAMPION⌠The Little Bad Wolf, BROOKLYYYYYYN MAAAAAADROOOOOX!
{A wind seems to kick up from the entrance arena, blowing the smoke through the audience, revealing Brooklyn Madrox standing there in the dark mist â her usual attire covered by what appears to be a dress of raven feathers. She stands there, grinning with a cruel gleam in her eye as she stares down the ramp. After a few moments, she strides towards the ring while maintaining eye contact with her challenger. She shrugs off the dress after climbing onto the apron. The crows land around her, perching on the ropes as she ducks under the top. She takes to the center of the ring and slowly spins, closing her eyes and chuckling as the crows take flight, swirling around the ring. When she stops, the sound of a thunderclap rings through the arena, causing the crows to fly off and vanish.}
Terri Morasco: How does it feel seeing these two in the same ring, Shea?
Shea OâHara: The woman who ended my title reign fighting the woman who ordered Maxine to end my in-ring career? Is it too much to hope that they kill each other?
Terri Morasco: So no love lost, then.
Shea OâHara: Canât lose what you never had.
DING!
{As the bell rings, the two women simply stare at one another for a few long moments, circling one another as they both gauge their opponents in an effort to determine who will move first. There is no outright animosity between them â but neither is there any sign of affection. Suddenly, with no warning or evident triggering event, both women immediately rush one another and clash. Brooklyn moves to try to lock up, hoping to take control quickly, but Rowan is having absolutely none of it. She slows Brooklynâs advance with a swift kick to the knee before closing in hard with a series of savage knee lifts to the gut, the impact enough to raise Brooklyn off her feet. Brooklyn tries to push through the offense, slipping around Rowan in an effort to break line of sight. It seems to work, giving Brooklyn a brief opening to slip in for a cross arm breaker!}
Terri Morasco: A quick advantage for the champion! Shea, you know what its like to fight Rowan better than almost anyone in the company. Whatâs your take on Brooklynâs approach?
Shea OâHara: The grappling game has always been Rowanâs weakness, so her instincts are good so far. See how sheâs going for the arm? If thereâs any limb thatâs likely to make Rowan tap, itâs that one⌠but even when it was broken, it still took passing out for Rowan to give in. Weâll see.
{Rowanâs height advantage gives her the flexibility to push Brooklyn off of her, breaking the hold before rising to her knee with a snarl. Brooklyn tries to keep up the pace by launching herself at Rowan with a low dropkick, but Rowan sees it coming and grabs Brooklynâs leg. She wrenches Brooklyn harshly out of the air, slamming her to the ground and pulls her close, raking towards her head with her hand prepared for the Eater of Souls! Brooklyn lets out a shout of surprise, but rolls onto her back before kicking Rowan in the chin. Itâs not enough to do any real damage, but it loosens the hold enough for Brooklyn to get away.}
Shea OâHara: A quick, smart escape from the Champion.
{Brooklyn, instead of trying to escape to rally, chooses to launch herself at Rowan before either woman can get back to their feet, trying to force Rowan into a calf crusher, punching the back of Rowanâs knee and ankle. Rowan is having none of it, and easily is able to counter the hold, but not without taking a few bruising strikes to her leg. Rowan rolls to the ropes, and uses them to leverage herself to her feet.}
Terri Morasco: Brooklyn isnât letting Rowan breathe!
Shea OâHara: Brooklyn benefits from a quick pace here, but Rowanâs proven able to go the distance. Weâll see if Brooklyn can wear her down in time, because Rowan is a deadly master of turning a match around on a dime with a single, perfectly timed reversal. Brooklyn HAS to be careful here.
{Brooklyn doesnât let up, and throws herself at Rowan with a European Uppercut that leaves Rowan dizzied against the ropes. Brooklyn continues trying to keep Rowan off balance with another flash of strikes, but after a few hard hits Rowan manages to catch Brooklyn by the wrist, pulling her into a ripcord European Uppercut that sends Brooklyn reeling. Rowan attempts to follow up with a leaping knee strike, but Brooklyn is able to duck under the strike and duck underneath before launching herself into a handspring back elbow â but Rowan counters with a spinning back elbow that sends Brooklyn collapsing against the corner post. Rowan whirls on her and begins to savagely kick Brooklyn in the mudhole, forcing the ref to intercede and force a break. Rowan steps back, eyes burning with frenzied destructive instinct⌠turning in for one final spinning kick to Brooklynâs head before the champion can recover.}
Terri Morasco: Bad form from The Wolf of the Abyss.
Shea OâHara: Brooklyn told her to not hold back, and Rowan is infamous for her ruthless bloodthirst.
{Brooklyn clutches her neck briefly, cracking it through the pain as she rises to her feet. When Brooklyn stands, Rowan lunches forward and pulls her opponent into an arm trap neckbreaker, slamming Brooklyn to the ground. Rowan takes a few steps back before moving forward to the grounded Madrox again, going for the DEFILER! NO! Brooklyn sees the move coming and drives her knees and elbows into her attacker, forcing enough breathing room for her to roll away. Rowan sits to get back into the action, but Brooklyn takes the initiative and drives into her with a low dropkick!}
Terri Morasco: Quick thinking from the Champion!
Shea OâHara: Brooklynâs been able to stay one step ahead of Rowan for most of this match so far. If she can keep it up, sheâll be able to pull this off⌠but thatâs a sizable if.
{Brooklyn laughs as Rowan cluches her gut on the ground, rolling breathlessly onto her back. With a grin, she climbs to the top rope nearby, flying into a beautiful moonsault of her own off the top! Rowan is too insensate to get away, and she takes the full force of the move! Brooklyn goes for the cover!
ONE!
Rowan kicks out, hard!}Terri Morasco: Woah! Rowan barely seems hindered, despite all sheâs gone through!
Shea OâHara: Take it from me, Terri â what sheâs been through isnât even enough to dent how much she can endure. This match is FAR from over.
{Rowan forces herself to her feet, glaring at Brooklyn who is already standing and readying herself for more. Rowan roars with exertion as she blitzes towards the champion, flying into Brooklyn with a flurry of untrained, hammering knee strikes that ruthlessly and repeatedly target the head. Brooklyn is briefly taken aback by the frenzied offense, falling back against the ropes as she tries to defend herself. Before she really can, however, Rowan leaps up and takes Brooklyn down with a swift Hurricanrana! Rowan stays on her for the pin!
ON - Brooklyn kicks out!}Terri Morasco: Did she think thatâd work?
Shea OâHara: Rowanâs not finished!
{Rowan chains out of Brooklynâs kickout with a fluid motion, clearly having been expecting it, and drags Brooklyn away from the ropes in the process. Rowan kips up to her feet and spins on her heel, driving her foot into Brooklynâs chest just as the Champion was getting to her feet. Rowan moves away, never taking her eyes off of Brooklyn as the champion once again forces herself up, but Rowan again moves in with a running chop block that knocks Brooklyn down once more. Rowan hauls Brooklyn to her feet and flings her into the corner, following with a yakuza kick â but Brooklyn drops low and evades the strike, countering with a pele kick that sees Rowan stagger into the ropes!}
Terri Morasco: Another escape from the champion!
Shea OâHara: That may be true, but sheâs also starting to breathe a little harder. Sheâs giving her all in this fight, but sheâs going to need to start landing some meaningful offense or Rowanâs going to wear her out.
{Rowan pulls herself up, shaking her head as she regains her senses after the strike, and Brooklyn does the same as she pushes herself up to her knees after the pele. However, Brooklyn seems to be just a bit too exhausted from forcing herself to reverse Rowanâs last push of offense, and is vulnerable on her knees for long enough for Rowan to see. Eyes narrowing with murderous intent, she dashes forward and plants Brooklyn with a BALORâS GAZE!}
Terri Morasco: There it is!
{Rowan goes for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!!
BROOKLYN KICKS OUT!}Shea OâHara: WOAH!
Terri Morasco: Did that just happen?! Brooklyn Madrox just kicked out of the Balorâs Gaze!
Shea OâHara: Itâs no easy feat, but Rowan did teach Brooklyn that move, so maybeâŚ
{Rowanâs eyes widen with surprise as she watches Brooklyn push herself up, shaking away the cobwebs of the blow before, almost impossibly, rising to her feet and looking Rowan in the eye with a small, confident smirk. Brooklyn cracks her neck, laughs, and encourages Rowan to come and keep fighting. Rowanâs eyes flash excitedly, throwing herself furiously towards the champion, but Brooklyn springs the trap, grabbing Rowanâs arms and pulling her down into the BUTTERFLY KISSES! Brooklyn goes down, looking to follow up the shot with the WILL OF THE MORRIGAN!}
Terri Morasco: Oh, this could be all over!
{Rowan puts her arms over her face, looking immediately to block Brooklynâs most dangerous submission maneuver, keeping Brooklyn from locking in the choke. Rowan thrashes around on the mat, looking to shake Brooklyn away before the champion can get the arms away long enough to lock in the choke, and ends up rolling both of them near the bottom rope. Seeing her chance to escape, Rowan hooks one of her legs under the bottom rope, and uses that as leverage to pull both of them to the outside!}
Terri Morasco: Looks like the match is spilling out to ringside, Shea!
Shea OâHara: That could have been the one to take Rowan down. Submissions are the way to go. If it werenât for her size advantage, she might have pulled it offâŚ
{Upon landing on the ground at the outside of the ring, Brooklynâs grasp is shaken free, giving Rowan the chance to get away to recover from what could have been a dangerous combination. Rowan hauls herself up on the steel steps, rubbing her jaw as Brooklyn stands near the barricade. Brooklyn then races across the outside, looking for another dropkick, but Rowan sees it coming and once again grabs Brooklyn by the ankle, this time turning the championâs momentum to fling her painfully into the steps, legs straddling the steel at an agonizing angle.}
Shea OâHara: Ouch! Thereâs Rowan once again showing how dangerous it is to charge her down.
Terri Morasco: Great awareness from The Wolf of the Abyss, though, and a great way to counter would could have been a nasty shot.
{Rowan whirls on the disoriented champion, wrenching her to her feet and pulling her away from the steps, only to send her down once again by hitting an inverted facelock backbreaker that she spins into a neckbreaker onto the steel steps!}
Terri Morasco: THATâS gotta hurt!
Shea OâHara: Rowan can often be at her most dangerous outside the ring. With her sadistic mindset, everything is a weapon, so out there sheâs surrounded by a veritable arsenal.
{Rowan rips Brooklyn up again, the Champion holding her neck from the force of the impact. Rowan now seems completely in control as she flings Brooklyn down towards the announce tables, causing Brooklyn to try to fight back as Rowan gets close. The Wolf of the Abyss however, is having absolutely none of it, and leaps up, propels herself off the apron, and drives her down with the BEAST OF WAR, slamming Brooklyn into the other set of steel steps! Brooklyn is completely insensate as Rowan hauls her up and drags her to the announce table, laying her out there as she turns back to the ring...}
Shea OâHara: What is she planning on doing? She doesnât⌠what is sheâŚ?
{Rowan climbs up onto the apron, watching Brooklyn intently as she slips under the ropes. The crowd watches intently as she moves to the corner post⌠and then, defying all expectations, begins to climb. When she reaches the top, she stares down at Brooklyn with savage anticipationâŚ}
Shea OâHara: What the hell? Rowan never goes high!
{Without another moment to spare, Rowan launches herself off the top rope and leaps towards the announce table⌠DRIVING BROOKLYN THROUGH IT WITH A TOP-ROPE DOUBLE FOOT STOMP!}
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Shea OâHara: I canât⌠what theâŚ
Terri Morasco: Rowan did imply that she was capable of things that Brooklyn had never seen, and this certainly takes the cake! It looks like Rowanâs added something new to her already deadly arsenal!
Shea OâHara: The demon can take flightâŚ
{As the ref continues his count, Rowan hauls herself upwards, battered and limping slightly from the force of the move. The Ref begins the ten count as Rowan finally rises to her feet, grunting with exertion as she hauls Brooklyn up with her, hoisting the woman up onto her shoulders. She staggers over to ringside, shoving Brooklyn roughly under the ropes. As the ref counts out the number eight, Rowan herself finally re-enters the ring and goes for the coverâŚ
ONE!
TWO!!
THR-NO! BROOKLYN KICKS OUT!}Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!
Terri Morasco: I canât believe it! She kicked out!
Shea OâHara: This is INSANE!
{Rowan stares at Brooklyn with her eyes wide in absolute shock as Brooklyn, slowly but surely, rises to her knees. Both women are battered and showing pain, but Brooklyn refuses to give up⌠eventually rising to her feet. Rowanâs shock turns once again into rage, and the Wolf of the Abyss throws herself anew at the Womenâs Champion, laying into Brooklyn with swift but brutal knee strikes, but Brooklyn backtracks, moving out of the way before knocking Rowan off kilter, then laying her down with UNHOLY TRINITY, mounting up and bombarding Rowan with an avalanche of blows!}
Shea OâHara: And now back in the ring, Brooklyn once again seeming to seize the advantage! Sheâs got Rowan angry!
{After holding the mounted punches for an extended period, Rowan finally manages to shove Brooklyn away with an audible snarl of rage. She rises to her feet, shaking slightly, and beckons Brooklyn to keep the onslaught coming, daring her to bring it on. Brooklyn is all too happy to comply, bouncing forward with acrobatic grace that shows that despite what sheâs endured at Rowanâs hands, sheâs still not quite hit her limit. She flips and spins around Rowan in an unpredictable pattern of violence. However, Rowan pushes through the offense â heedless of any harm she suffers in the process - and nails Brooklyn with the DANCE THE SPIRAL! Rowan goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!!
Brooklyn kicks out once again!}Shea OâHara: The Wolf of the Abyssâs thrown almost everything she has at her, and Brooklyn wonât stay down! What will it take to end this war?
{Rowan grits her teeth, snarling through the frustration as she wrenches Brooklyn around to continue her offensive spree. Brooklyn seems to see the move coming, and kicks Rowan away before she can keep the offense coming. Rowanâs frustration is clearly growing, but sheâs not ready to give in quite yet, as she recklessly lunges forward once both women are back on their feet, looking for another knee lift to Brooklynâs Gut. Brooklyn evades, moving to the ropes before rebounding off of them to land a leaping calf kick that drops Rowan to her knees! Brooklyn races to the corner before whirling around, and then⌠}
Terri Morasco: Wait, is sheâŚ!?
{Brooklyn snaps forward and lays into Rowan hard with her own BALORâS GAZE!!}
Shea OâHara: YES! TASTE SOME OF YOUR OWN MEDECINE AND CHOKE ON IT!!!
{Brooklyn goes for the cover!
ONE!
TW-Rowan kicks out!}
Shea OâHara: Damn it!
Terri Morasco: If Brooklyn can kick out of the move she learned, then it only seems natural that Rowan can kick out of the move she mastered.
{Rowan gets up on her knee, watching to make sure Brooklyn isnât close to the corner, before moving to the ropes as a means to help herself back to her feet. Brooklyn breathes hard, cracking her neck as she grits her teeth in determination. Before Rowan can move forward again, she quickly dashes forward with a European uppercut that keeps Rowan off her balance. She keeps pushing forward, not letting Rowan catch her with another potentially disabling strike as she moves, pushing herself to the absolute limit to force Rowan into a vulnerable position before laying into her once again with the BUTTERFLY KISSES! Rowan is staggered, seeming dazed in the middle of the ring. Brooklyn catches her breath, nodding to herself encouragingly before moving forward and going for THE BIG BAD WOLFâŚ!!!}
Terri Morasco: This is it! If she lands this, I think itâs all over! Rowanâs helpless!
Shea OâHara: Donât be so sure, TerriâŚ!
{Rowan comes to life, grabbing onto Brooklyn with an implacable grip, using her advantage in height and weight to keep Brooklyn from lifting her up⌠and instead lifts Brooklyn up instead! Before Brooklyn can react, sheâs up on Rowanâs shoulders⌠but not for long, as Rowan grabs her by the neck and drives her into the mat with the STORM OF THE MORRIGAN! Rowan goes for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!!}Alison Valance: Here is your winner, and NEW IWF WOMENâS WORLD CHAMPIONâŚ. ROWAN MACDONNOUGH!!!!
Shea OâHara: ⌠No.
{Trip the Darkness by Lacuna Coil begins to play triumphantly as Rowan breaks the cover, rolling away to the ropes and pulling herself slowly to her feet. Her eyes, still burning with violence, are fixed on Brooklyn who is still laying almost motionless on the mat, the stillness only broken by the occasional heavy, ragged breath. The ref enters the ring with the championship belt, but Rowan doesnât seem to pay attention as she slowly walks towards Brooklyn, the bloodlust fading from her eyes. She takes a knee beside her stablemate, watching her carefully before extending a hand.}
Terri Morasco: Do we need to get EMTs out here?
{Brooklynâs eyes snap open with a gasp of breath, looking around her before finding the eyes of the Wolf of the Abyss staring down from above her. She breathes heavily as she stares at Rowan⌠who raises her other hand and closes it sharply into a fist. Trip the Darkness stops abruptly⌠then replaced by the opening notes of another song by the same band: Our Truth.}
Terri Morasco: It looks like Rowanâs signaled for the song of the whole Pack after that match.
{Brooklynâs face breaks into a smile as she takes Rowan by the hand, who lifts the now former Womenâs Champion to her feet. The two of them embrace one another warmly, the violence they inflicted upon one another seemingly forgotten as confetti cannons go off around the ring. The last shot of Diamonds Are Forever is Rowan and Brooklyn, bruised and beaten, but raising one anotherâs hands victoriously as Rowan takes the championship belt for the second time in her career.} 
Well howdy there pardner.