IWF Presents: Monday Night Sacrifice October 21 2019

IWF Presents: Monday Night Sacrifice October 21 2019 Oct 22, 2019 18:36:10 GMT

Post by Jess Fowler on Oct 22, 2019 18:36:10 GMT

Monday Night Sacrifice
October 21st, 2019
BANKERS LIFE FIELDHOUSE INDIANAPOLIS, IN

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SINGLES MATCH
Inazuma vs Chance Craven

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{ Chance Craven and Inazuma went right after each other from the start. However Inazuma quickly out paced the much larger Chance Craven and begin putting on a high flying marathon of moves. Chance found himself on the mat several times kicking out at two and looking slightly winded early on having to deal with the much faster Inazuma. However Inazuma took too long on a top rope maneuver and was met with a mid air spear from Chance Craven! Things turned around huge for Chance from this point forward as he muscled Inazuma around with a couple big throws and several hard clubbing blows and kicks. }

Vasco Dias: What Chance lacks in finesse he makes up for in strength.

Terri Morasco: Inazuma needs to break away from Chance and pick the pace up again!

{ Inazuma kicks out of another pin attempt after a nasty looking lariat. Inazuma goes for the ropes and spring boards into a cross body block and takes Chance off his feet. Inazuma goes for a spring board moonsult now but catches knees from Craven. Chance gets back up to his feet and grabs Inazuma as quickly as he can hitting the Stumpuller Piledriver! Chance quickly covers his fallen foe for the ONE! TWO! THREE!!! }

Terri Morasco: Chance picking up his first win in IWF!

Vasco Dias: Very impressive. A little polish and we could be looking at a future champion!

{ Chance celebrates as his music plays. }

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SEGMENT
What's next for Elijah Lassiter?

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{We open on Keybo Shebaz sat opposite Elijah Lassiter who is dressed in his out of ring gear and drinking from a water bottle.}

Keybo: “What is up you guys, Keybo Shabaz here and tonight I bring you an exclusive sit-down with Elijah Lassiter after his unsuccessful attempt to capture the World title from Rob Diamond good evening Eli.

{Eli just smirks a bit.}

Eli: Evenin’ Keybo.

Keybo: Good evening Eli. So first question, what has this last year ELIbeen like for you since joining IWF?

Eli: Honestly? Beyond expectations, and tinged with a what if, all saddled with a chunk of blinking and nearly missing it , hell it’s not even been a year has it?..has it been a year?

Keybo: Just shy by my count but it’s been an amazing run and you have to imagine it’s only going to get better from here?

Eli: Here’s hoping, not all of it is entirely under my control, but I have a wave, be a shame not to grab the metaphorical surfboard.

Keybo: With the Heir to the Throne behind us what do you have your sights set on next, perhaps the Extinction Event?

Eli: If I get in, I’m up, Extinction Event, Joker in the Pack, hell Rob Diamond hasn’t heard the last of Eli Lassiter, The IWF hasn’t heard the last of me either, I said it once I ‘ll say it again I’m here for the long haul.

Keybo: Well if your 2019 is any indication then I’m very excited to see where you go next. Speaking of Rob Diamond, you dominated a lot of that match, looking back is there anything you would have done different?

Eli: Hindsight is 20/20 isn’t it Keybo? Maybe I should have stayed on the ground more...I don’t know, to be honest Keybo We emptied our tanks, and I think it came down to that one Crucial Move, Maybe if I’d have been a little faster on That Space Jam? Maybe if another airwalk had hit? Looking back on it you always want to make adjustments, I don;t think you’re evolving if you don’t. But there’s so many little what if’s from that night that I'd be here all night gettin’ overly analytical on y'all all I know is He won.I Lost and we shook hands and looked each other in the eye after and he knows I’m gonna come back.

Keybo: Well I’m happy to hear that Eli. You’ve been possibly the fasting rising Star in this companies history and I know a lot of people are excited to see what you do next. My final question is more an open podium for you. What’s next?

Eli: What’s next? That is a good question, Keybo, right now there's a bit of a struggle going on between Rob Diamond and Dean Harper, but that belt , that Spot It’s always waiting isn’t it? I’d like to say I’m keeping my options open and I’d like to keep on rising, there’s plenty of time for surprises.

Keybo: Well that’s about all we’ve got time for, Keybo Shebaz signing out.

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HEIRESS TO THE THRONE
Tag Team Match - Tournament participants earn/lose 5 points as standard, earn/lose 6 points if they score the decision over each other. Winning partner earns her right to challenge in the Extinction Event.
Rosa De Luca & Vivienne Rodgers vs Raven Wheatley & Amber Cooke

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{Vivienne pins Amber.}

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SEGMENT
Abraxes Responds

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{The scene opens up from the viewpoint of a camera, the characteristic green tinge of a night vision lense. We are shown what appears to be a locker room, gear strewn about as people have left it there to get ready for the show that is currently taking place. The low hum of the crowd can be heard, like some erratic heartbeat. Barely there in the background, but noticeable.

The image pans around the room until it suddenly reveals the grinning visage of Abraxes, his eyes glowing like some night creature. A crumpled up photo is clutched in one hand as he stares into the camera. He clicks his teeth together several times before stepping forward.}

“All Hallow’s Eve is soon upon us. For many years it has been said that the veil between life and death has thinned at this time. Pagans scrubbing in the dirt, coming to terms with the world dying around them as the time of winter soon approaches. Watching the trees turn to skeleton hands, clutching at the sky.”

{He lifts the photo in his hands, looking at if fondly for a moment.}

“But the world responds to thought, and so because it was believed to be so, it is. Myself and those like me will be at our most powerful in this time of year. We cannot be stopped. We will not be stopped.”

{He crumples the photo up again, tittering maddly for a moment.}

“I have provided warnings. The things you have done have summoned me here. But I am not yet taken seriously. I am mocked. Dismissed as any other horror freak show that you have seen. I can assure you that I am different. Unlike those others, I shall prove it to you. With a sacrifice.”

{He titteres again, the fiendish laughter stopping short as he bites at the air.}

“Someone who perfectly fits your hubris. Your bloated self worth. Your beliefs that you are the best ever without anything provided to prove it to you. You sit around and congratulate each other on a job well done without proving anything. I will show you what will become of you. You will be laid to rest, never to dream again.”

{He strokes a hand slowly across the side of his mask, staring intently into the camera with his glowing green eyes in the night vision.}

“In September I awoke and brought the fury of hell upon you. But I was ignored. At October Revolution, I will prove that fury to you. And all shall tremble before me. I have already chosen my sacrifice.”

{He slowly unfolds the photo, revealing a picture of Adel Trevant, the eyes cut out with two crossed lines and an upside down cross marked on his forehead.}

“The end is coming.”

{He slowly and carefully licks the back of the photograph, slapping the photo to an open locker door. He starts laughing, slowly increasing in sound. Growing more mad and out of control. Tears stream from his haunting, glowing eyes as he laughs like a damned fool, which he is after all.

Though it cuts off when suddenly the lights turn on. The camera flashes bright green as the night vision is overloaded. It quickly switches to a normal view, revealing that Abraxes is gone, the locker room unoccupied but the picture still in place on the locker door. The camera pans to reveal Adel walking in, unaware of the visitor he narrowly missed. He gets to his door, seeing the picture on what one can assume is his own locker.}

“Oh hell no…”

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TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Winner Receives a future Extreme Championship title match
Jack Ferriman vs Hideaki Kazama vs Satoshi Tenryu

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{ The triple threat match for a future Extreme Championship match started out fast and hard. Jack immediately went after Satoshi with some ground and pound action but Hideaki deadlifted Jack and tossed him. Satoshi and Hideaki put on a technical spectacle for a few minutes before Jack came back in with a cross body block off the top. Jack paired off with Hideaki and hit the Cart Wheel Death Valley Driver for a two count. Satoshi came back in with the Grand Tenryu Overdrive on Jack and a two count of his own. Hideaki struck Satoshi with a Pincer Combo and then a Caisson Drop on Jack. Hideaki pinned Satoshi for two and then Jack for two. All three men found their way back to their feet and began trading blows. Hideaki hit the Kusanagi on Satoshi and Jack hit a Choke Breaker on Hideaki. }

Vasco Dias: Three of IWF’s newest talents just laying it all out there for a future Extreme Championship match!

Terri Morasco: You can really see how much a title opportunity means to these men!

Vasco Dias: This has been an absolute pleasure to watch!

{ Jack goes for the cover but Satoshi breaks it up at two. Satoshi pulls Jack up to his feet but Ferriman hits a European upper cut on Satoshi and a round house kick that sends him through the second ropes and to the outside. Jack turns in time to see Hideaki coming in with a Harpoon! Jack is down. Hideaki pulls Jack up and then lifts him high over head for the Sky High Bomb! Hideaki makes the cover. The referee counts! ONE! TWO! Satoshi slides in a second too late and THREE!!!! }

Terri Morasco: Hideaki Kazama earns himself a future Extreme Championship match!!!

Vasco Dias: Very exciting, I look forward to seeing him face Steve Awesome, if Awesome can make it to that defense as champion.

{ Hideaki celebrates as his music plays. }

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SEGMENT
Almir Sayed and James Gilmore sign for their match

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{ We find James Gilmore inside the office of Ed Donahue, the head of the North American territory, as he signs the contract for his upcoming StrongStyle title defense against Almir Sayed. He'd been pretty mellow about the latter in recent weeks, hyping him for his work and all that. To the Islander alum, this was going to be a good test. Carrying an Orange-Vanilla Coke in his left hand, James nods his head as he jaunts out of Ed's office, but all of a sudden Almir Sayed comes out of nowhere with a running boot to the face of James Gilmore knocking him to the ground. Almir's partner in crime, Haseem comes in and scoops Gilmore up under the arms. Almir grabs the Strong Style Championship off the ground. }

Almir Sayed: Say goobye!

{ Almir goes for a kill shot with the belt but James manages to break free of Haseem and roll out of the way, Almir stops short of hitting his friend when Ed comes storming out of his office and gets in between the two before their fight can continue. }

Ed: SAVE IT FOR THE RING!

James Gilmore: Really, dude?! After all the hype I threw in for ya!?! {realizes he's got soda on his brand-new Amari Cooper Cowboys jersey} That jersey was a hundred bucks--plus ya owe me an Orange-Vanilla Coke!

Almir Sayed: You're pathetic.

{ Almir stares daggers at James Gilmore who returns the taunt with a sly grin before backing off. }

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SINGLES MATCH
Abraxes vs The Oracle

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{ The lights in arena go out as "Interdimensional Summit" by Dimmu Borgir blares through out the arena. A spot light shines down on the center of the stage as The Oracle slowly rises from within a fog. Once he has fully risen Laura Howlett steps out from behind him and the two march toward the ring to the beat of his music. Once at the ring he rolls in under the bottom rope and quickly rises in the center of the ring throwing his arms out in an homage to his Lord and Savior. }

Terri Morasco: This is going to be a good one, Vasco!

Vasco Dias: Arguably the biggest monsters on the roster today going head to head!

{ The lights in the arena flicker and die as if there were some kind of power outage. As the light sounds of an acoustic guitar play, the high pitched laughter of children fills the air. A red spotlight shines on the stage as heavy smoke rolls across the floor. As opening lyrics of Monster (Under my Bed) by Call me Karizma starts to sing Abraxes rises from the center of the stage, his eyes burning out from under his mask as he stares down at the ring.

The rhythm of the song changes from a twisted lullaby do a grinding rock song just as he rises to his full height. Abraxes glares around at the audience before he walks down the ramp, focused on the ring in front of him. He crawls into the ring, exaggerated movements of his hands and legs to appear more like a creepy spider then a man. He rolls to his feet, holding his arms into the air as the lullaby starts anew. }

Terri Morasco: The Oracle is off a big win last month over Ryan Shane!

Vasco Dias: And Abraxes has basically been unstoppable!

Terri Morasco: Brute force meets brute power right now on Sacrifice!

{ Abraxes and Oracle stare across the ring from each other as Dick Johnson, the official, calls for the bell! }

Vasco Dias: Here we go!

{ Abraxes explodes out of his corner and collides with the Oracle in the center of the ring with a huge clothesline but the Oracle doesn’t go down! }

Vasco Dias: That was a massive clothesline!

Terri Morasco: And the Oracle barely moved!

{ Abraxes and the Oracle go nose to nose before Abraxes begins to tee off with forearm strikes, the first few the Oracle seems to take on the chin but by the fourth he stumbles back slightly. Abraxes sees his opening and kicks the Oracle with everything he has and then picks him up for a big fall away slam! }

Vasco Dias: Abraxes got the big man up!

Terri Morasco: Not an easy feat for most men but Abraxes pulled it off easily!

{ Abraxes stands and throws his arms out in glorious victory but the Oracle quickly rises. Abraxes turns right into a big boot from the Oracle and then a Irish whip that sends the masked man into the corner! Oracle runs in with a big knee lift and then takes Abraxes out of the corner with a side walk slam! }

Terri Morasco: Oracle with some power moves of his own!

Vasco Dias: Impressive feats of strength from both men!

{ Oracle goes for a cover but Abraxes immediately kicks out. Oracle rises to his feet with Abraxes by the hair but Abraxes double palm strikes Oracle in the gut and grabs the big man for a hang time urinagi! }

Vasco Dias: How the hell did Abraxes lift Oracle up so high!?

Terri Morasco: The man is all power!

{ Abraxes goes for the cover now but it’s a quick kick out for the Oracle. Abraxes pulls Oracle up and Oracle throws him off. Oracle charges with a Spear but Abraxes manages to move. Oracle hits the ropes and comes back with a running big boot but Abraxes doesn’t go down. Oracle hits the ropes again and comes back and this time nails the Spear and goes for the cover! It’s only a two count. }

Terri Morasco: Oracle is having some difficulty putting Abraxes away.

Vasco Dias: Well Oracle has never faced anyone that matches him in size and strength.

{ Oracle pulls Abraxes up but the masked man hits a headbutt to the face of Oracle. Abraces then whips Oracle into the corner of the ring and chases after him hitting a cross body block in the corner! Oracle goes down and Abraxes runs across the ring, boucnes off the turnbuckles and comes back with a massive canon ball in the corner! }

Vasco Dias: Abraxes just driving all the wind out of Oracle’s chest!

Terri Morasco: That must be like getting hit by a freight train!

{ Abraxes drags Oracle out of the corner and goes for a cover but it’s only for two. Abraxes pulls the Oracle up but Oracle hits him with the Clothesline from Heaven! Abraxes goes down, Oracle covers but it’s only two. Oracle pulls him up and hoists the masked man over his shoulder, Oracle goes for a running power slam but Abraxes slips off and sends Oracle into the ropes! Oracle bounces off and comes back looking for a spear but Abraxes hits a diving shoulder block that knocks Oracle down! }

Terri Morasco: It’s like watching two monster trucks crashing into each other!

Vasco Dias: Except better!

{ Abraxes throws Oracle into the ropes and sets his legs up for HUSH!!! Abraxes isn’t down and instead pulls Oracle back up, tucks his head and lifts the Oracle up over his head for CONSIGN TO DREAM!!!! }

Vasco Dias: OH MY GOD!!!

{ Abraxes goes for the cover and it’s ONE! TWO! THREE!!! }

Terri Morasco: Abraxes with a big win here tonight!

Vasco Dias: Jesus, this guy is like a living steam roller!

{ Abraxes kneels in the ring over Oracle as his music plays. }

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HEIRESS TO THE THRONE
Triple Threat Match - Winner receives an Openweight championship opportunity at October Revolution. Whoever is involved in the decision earns/loses 5 points as standard. Third competitor earns 1 point.
Fiona McFly vs Emma Danielson vs Candy Kane

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{ This was a well-fought match as all three competitors traded blows and matched each other move for move. Five minutes in, Emma Danielson and Fiona McFly appear to have buried the hatched, deciding it’d be fun to double-team Candy Kane! She winds up on the business end of a pair of double dropkicks, followed by a double-team snap suplex! }

Terri Morasco: Fiona and Emma not wasting any time!

Vasco Dias: It won’t last, those two teaming together…

{ Vasco’s right. Emma begins to slap Fiona, sending the Northern Irishwoman to the corner. Fiona fights back with some martial arts prowess of her own! On the outside, Candy watches with some amusement as she catches her breath. Emma winds up scoring a two-count with a variety of vertical suplexes. Fiona, conversely, manages to go to the ground and pound game, eventually scoring a near-fall of her own with a heavy-duty belly-to-back suplex! At 10:30, Candy Kane decides that Emma and Fiona had just about enough playtime with each other and flies over the top rope with a double clothesline! }

Vasco Dias: Wow…!!

Terri Morasco: Fiona got the worst of that one!

{ Yep, Terri’s spot on. Fiona clutches the surgically-repaired part of her neck as she rolls out onto the arena floor, leaving Emma and Candy to duke it out! At 12:15, Candy makes the fatal error of trying to lock Emma’s once-broken left arm in a kimura--Fiona’s finisher--and Danielson has seen enugh, locking Candy in her Detoxifier crucifix powerbomb! Fiona pulls herself back into the ring and tries to break up the pin, but she’s juuuuuust a millisecond too late as Emma gets the three-count! }

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HEIRESS TO THE THRONE
Triple Threat Match-non Champions involved in the decision earns/loses 5 points as standard. Champion involved in the decision earns/loses 7 points. Third competitor earns 1 point.
Brooklyn Madrox vs Kimberly Jackson vs Mandi Matthews

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{This match is surprisingly close between the three competitors. During the opening moments of the match, it looked as though both Kimberly and Brooklyn were going to double team Mandi when she launched herself straight at the newly crowned OpenWeight champion. Caught off guard, Mandi was the first to try for a pinfall but only managed a single count before Brooklyn kicked out. From there, each woman would try to simultaneously fight off the other two while going for a pinfall whenever able. Kimberly managed the closest with a two count on Mandi after a devastating Ace-Plant that would have sealed the deal if not for a last-second diving block by the champion to break up the pinfall.

With Mandi down, Kimberly and Brooklyn took center stage by trading blows, each woman throwing everything into their strikes. Kimberly, being the more seasoned striker, hit her with a jab/cross combo, sealing the deal with a European uppercut that sent the OpenWeight champion backward into the ropes only to come back into the waiting arms of Jackson. Still, with enough wherewithal, Madrox managed to scout out and avoid the Knock Out waiting for her and drove her back into the far corner with some well-timed Butterfly Kisses. As Jackson staggered out of the corner, Madrox lifted her up for the Big Bad Wolf but had her legs quickly taken out from beneath her with a chop block by Matthews.

With both the champion and Jackson down, Matthews attempted to capitalize on the opportunity by dragging Kimberly back to her feet and …

leaping up for the Mandi Matthews Experience. Matthews drives her foot into the side of Kimberly's head and sends her tumbling down to the mat. Mandi scrambles back to one knee and looks up in time to see the oncoming storm as Brooklyn nails her with a Balor's Gaze out of nowhere, quickly going for the pin ...

One ...

Two ...

Three!!!

Jackson tries in vain to break the pin but is just a second too late as the referee signals for the bell.}

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SEGMENT
Rob Diamond and Dean Harper come face to face to decide the stipulation for their World title match

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{ The lights in the arena start to strobe pink when- }

"YOO TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT!"

{ Wannabe by Spice Girls the Punk Goes 90's version hits the loud speakers. Rob Diamond comes strutting out through the curtain and does a little spin on his heels before coming to a stop. }

Alison Valance: On his way to the ring, weighing in at two hundred and five pounds, he is the BLOOD SOAKED CINDERELLA OF PRO WRESTLING!!! ROB DIAMOND!!!!

{ Rob looks out into the crowd with a shit eating grin on his face before marching down toward the ring. He runs up the steps and hops right into the ring doing another little spin before running up to the ropes, putting one foot on the second rope and throwing up the metal horns nodding his head. He spins off the ropes and falls back to the center of the ring where Vasco Dias is waiting with a microphone. }

Vasco Dias: Rob, it’s a pleasure to be out here with you.

Rob Diamond: Quit pandering, Vasco, you know I hate that.

Vasco Dias: Fair enough. Last week Dean Harper pinned you clean in the center of the ring.

{ Rob rolls his eyes hard as the crowd boos. }

Rob Diamond: Yeah… “Clean.”

{ Vasco smirks. }

Vasco Dias: And with that clean win, Dean Harper earns himself a shot at the World Championship at October Revolution. So the only real question I have is, with three losses against Dean now, you’re clearly going to want a stipulation, right?

{ Rob goes to answer when the lights go to black, leaving the arena in dark silence for a few moments before the dark, rhythmic pulses of the beginning of Hand that Feeds by Nine Inch Nails begins to surge through the arena. Lights flash randomly through the arena, and soon flashes of some of the most savage moments of Dean's career flash in flickering effect on the 'tron. Finally, a single white spotlight shines down in the center of the stage, where Dean is crouching as he shifts side to side along with the music, hoodie and leather jacket open to show a bare chest underneath. He smiles up at the camera, eyes alight with a savage mania before he leaps to his feet, the motion bringing a massive flash as every light in the arena flares. He holds that position for a few moments, fist raised in the air before pulling a mic from his back pocket, the arena lights brighten but it still generally stays dark through out. }

Dean Harper: Oh no, no, no, no. Pumpkin there doesn’t want a stipulation. You can see it in his beady little eyes. He wants to beat me fair and square just to prove to Pet in the sky that he can do it.

Rob Diamond: Shut the **** up!

{ Dean laughs lightly. }

Dean Harper: Calm down now before you go and pop an artery.

{ Dean smiles cruelly at Rob who is certainly thinking about running up the ramp. }

Dean Harper: I’d hate for you to DROP dead before we had our match.

{ Rob makes a break for the ropes but Vasco and several members of the ring side crew stop him. }

Dean Harper: Don’t tell me I’ve upset you? I’m just looking out for your best interests, pumpkin. I think we all know you don’t want to face me in a match where I have even more of an advantage over you.

{ Dean winks at Rob who is trying to calm down. }

Rob Diamond: You’re real fucking cute, you know that Dean?

Dean Harper: So you’ve told me.

Rob Diamond: But you’re wrong. There is a match I wanna face you in.

{ Dean smiles at Rob. }

Dean Harper: And what may that be?

Rob Diamond: The first two times we faced you beat me legit, I’m good with that. Last week? Well last week you couldn’t exactly get the job done-

{ Rob turns and whispers into the mic. }

Rob Diamond: Blue Chew.com, code Being InFamous.

{ Dean chuckles at the plug. }

Rob Diamond: And I’m not babyface enough to cry about how you won the match, all I’m gonna say is you and I both know you did what you did knowing you couldn’t beat me any other way.

Dean Harper: Whatever you have to tell yourself to sleep at night.

Rob Diamond: AND THAT’S WHY! At October Revolution I’ve got a certain stip in mind. One where it won’t matter how many times you try and grab my man meat on a pin. You, me… IRON MAN MATCH!!!

{ The crowd bigs for the challenge. }

Dean Harper: Iron Man? Oh, I do like the sound of that, pumpkin. But I do wonder if you’ll be able to go the distance with a man you’ve never been able to ‘pin down’.

{ Rob smiles slightly. }

Rob Diamond: Don’t worry your pretty little head, princess because come October Revolution I’m gonna take my Blue Chew, I’m gonna drink my Red Bull and Rob Diamond along with the rest of his InFamous fans are gonna be ON TOP OF YOU!

{ Rob throws the infamous index finger up toward Dean who smirks at the World Champion. }

Dean Harper: Don’t make promises you can’t keep, pumpkin. I’d hate to see you let all your little fans down by going belly up in the center of that ring.

Rob Diamond: Keep throwing your little barbs, Dean. October Revolution no amount of flirting is gonna save you from the ass kicking I’m gonna dish out!

Dean Harper: Oh Rob, you’re always so colorful to listen to but I’ll be honest. It’s going to be fun to “choke” you out, one way…

{ Dean looks down to between his legs and then back to Rob. }

Dean Harper: Or the other.

{ Dean flips the mic out of his hands as “Hand that Feeds” begins to play again as Rob watches from the ring still not completely calm from Dean’s words… }

Sabin / Madjinn: I hereby request a notion that the TV championship records be retired, and thus, the Gladiators Championship starts anew! That way J-TV will never break my record! Jun 10, 2024 17:11:47 GMT

J-TV: It's gonna be a cold day in hell before you take this TV Title away from me. I bet I look damned good with two belts though. Jun 10, 2024 10:02:08 GMT