Monday Night Sacrifice
Open Fight Night
November 11th, 2019KEYBANK CENTER BUFFALO, NY
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DARK MATCH
Yusumi Mitsu vs Kate Steele
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{Kate Wins}
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SINGLES MATCH
Chance Craven vs The Oracle
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Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!
Terri Morasco: This is sure going to be an interesting fight. We have the new talent in Chance Craven here to prove himself against someone like Oracle.
Vasco Dias: Oracle is going to crush him. Just you watch.
{ 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. }
Alison Valance: On his way down to the ring… ORACLE!
Vasco Dias: I have to admit Oracle seems to be having a rough time of it. It’s clear he has to come here and destroy chance tonight.
Terri Morasco: that’s morbid, Vasco.
Vasco Dias: I want to see him destroy someone, Terri. I’m a man of simple tastes.
Terri Morasco: You disgust me.
{Chance opens the curtain and looks at the crowd...or at least tries to...he squints from the bright lights and almost forgets he's about to fight for his food. He pops his neck and walks to the ring in a haze...never taking his eyes off the ring. He slaps hands with fans that care to reach out. He gets to the ring and sits on the apron and rolls under the bottom rope and slides to the corner. He grabs the ropes and pulls himself up from the turnbuckle and waits to fight.}
Alison Valance: and finally on his way to the ring Chance Coward!
Terri Morasco: Chance could really make his mark tonight.
Vasco Dias: But he wont. He’ll be like a sheep to slaughter.
{Chance stands awkwardly on one side of the ring where Oracle seems to pace like a caged animal.}
Terri Morasco: There is a clear tension between the men inside the ring.
Vasco Dias: Chance is probably confused where all the corn is.
{The Ref takes a step back and calls for the bell. The two women walk out of their corner and slowly circle each other. Chance goes to grapple Oracle who moves away.}
Vasco Dias: You don’t want to be that close to Oracle.
Terri Morasco: Oracle doesn’t seem to want to be that close to him either.
Vasco Dias: It’s likely the smell.
{chances takes his shot and goes to throw some hands at Oracle, who takes them and responds with a backhand. Chance rolls with it and springs back to his feet going in for a kick which hits Oracle but Oracle grabs him and hits with with a two hand choke toss to the turnbuckle.}
Terri Morasco: I think that’s the first time I’ve seen Oracle do that move to a person chance’s size.
Vasco Dias: True he usually saves that move for the twinks in the locker room but he can do almost anything.
Terri Morasco: I’m not sure that’s true.
{Oracle turns and takes off running for the big boot but Chance moves out of the way at the last minute and oracle doesn’t stop and collides with the turnbuckle. There is a sound picked up on the hard mic and Oracle drops to the mat, clutching his knee.}
Vasco Dias: No, No this cannot be happening!!
Terri Morasco: Is Oracle alright?
{Chance is unsure what to do. He leans down to check on Oracle to make sure he is okay, places a hand reassuringly on his shoulder before calling for a medic. The ref stops over, checks on Oracle and throws up the X. Chance starts apologizing but Oracle shakes his head.}
Alison Valance: Due to Oracle being unable to compete Chance Coward is the winner!
Vasco Dias: Oracle may have injured his knee? This is an injustice! A tragedy!
Terri Morasco: He has been pushing himself hard since the Olympian tag team matches. Its possible maybe this was building for a while.
Vasco Dias: Shut your mouth Terri. Oracle will be fine. He has to be fine!
{As the medical team wheels Oracle out, Chance does the good boy thing and follows along to make sure Oracle is okay.}
Vasco Dias: Boo. Boo!
Terri Morasco: Chance is doing the right thing and honestly that does not happen often in this business.
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HEIRESS TO THE THRONE
Competitors earn/lose 8 points each.
Candy Kane vs Mandi Matthews
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{As soon as the bell rings, Candy and Mandi go at it. Mandi doesn’t let candy give her an easy win but she does wear the other women down and takes the pin.}
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SEGMENT
Hideaki speaks on how his match ended last week
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{We go to a prerecorded video with Hideaki Kazama, who is pacing back and forth frustratedly in front of the camera. He turns and jabs his finger at the lens, clearly upset.}
Hideaki Kazama: Abraxes! The way our battle concluded last week was shameful! It was unbecoming of warriors such as ourselves! You, you did not seek victory! You sought merely violence! And violence for its own sake has no purpose! No place in this sport!
{He snaps his hand shut, bringing it down by his side, and continues to pace, voice intense and motions quick.}
Hideaki Kazama: So know this, Abraxes! Know that we are not done! And know that I have lodged a formal protest with IWF management! I will see you in the ring once more, Abraxes! We will settle our score! We will see who the greater warrior is! And we will settle the issue of the number-one contendership to the Extreme Championship!
{Hideaki thumps his fist to his chest, resolute in his stance, and looks into the camera with a determined expression on his face.}
Hideaki Kazama: This I swear. On my legacy. On my honor as a warrior. On all that I am! Brace yourself for battle, Abraxes! It comes for us once more!
{Hideaki nods again, giving a thumbs up to the camera and flashing a tight smile as we go back to the action.}
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SINGLES MATCH
Jack Ferriman vs Caleb Lockwood
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{What's Up Danger begins to play as the lights in the arena dim. A black and white image of Jack appears on the Imperatron as Jack slowly steps out onto the ramp, adjusting the long black coat he is wearing over his ring gear and cracking his neck.}
Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! On his way to the ring, from Seattle, Washington, weighing in at 180 pounds, Jack Ferriman!
Terri Morasco: Jack Ferriman has come to have a habit of writing big checks, and his athleticism tells us that he could cash out on one of those at any moment. Vasco, what do you think of this matchup here tonight?
Vasco Dias: I may not agree with Ferriman on many points, but he was right about one thing: he has the chance to impress the world here tonight. He's got a very vicious hill to climb if he wants it, though.
{He slowly turns his head as he gazes around the arena before setting his eyes on the ring, slowly walking down the ramp and stepping easily through the ropes. He flexes his shoulders as he turns in a slow circle before settling into his corner, tilting his head Michael Meyers style as he stares down the referee.}
Alison Valance: And his opp—
{Alison is interrupted by a figure in a hoodie and a balaclava handing her a note from the ringside area. She takes the note, confused, and the figure turns, melting back into the crowd. As she reads it, the microphone catches a "they won't like that" before she raises it again.}
Alison Valance: And his opponent...
{"Sorry to disappoint you..."
The whispered, guttural intro of "Dead Man Walking" echoes over the PA, the lights beginning to strobe, and Caleb Lockwood stalks out from the back, twirling a lead pipe in his hands as he glares out at the crowd for a moment, stalking down towards the ring. After his initial glance, he seems to completely ignore the crowd, focused solely on the ring in front of him as he advances with purpose in his eyes.}
Alison Valance: Per his request, representing the Pack, from Oakland, California, weighing in at 168 pounds, Caleb Lockwood!
Terri Morasco: The former Extreme Champion making his return here after being out for several months following a concussion suffered in the opening round of the Olympians tournament, and that look on his face is looking THROUGH the ring.
Vasco Dias: It's looking through the ring, through Jack Ferriman...something tells me there's only one man on his mind, and he's not in that ring right now.
{Caleb slides into the ring, pushing himself up to his feet, and twirls the pipe in his hand, idly handing it to the referee before walking to a corner and grabbing the ropes, leaning forward and letting his grip arrest his momentum, bouncing back with a manic energy in his movements as the lights come up and the music fades.}
Terri Morasco: This is going to be ugly. I can't wait for it to be over.
Vasco Dias: This is going to be ugly. I can't wait to see it happen.
{The bell rings, and Caleb explodes out of the corner, a vicious snarl on his face as he roars forth and rips Jack's vertical base out from underneath him with a double leg takedown! He hammers vicious fists down on his opponent, and Jack gets his arms up, blocking some of the onslaught. Jack deflects a strike, lashing out with a vicious headbutt that buys him the room to shove Caleb off of him, and scrambles to his feet, cracking Caleb with a vicious European uppercut. Caleb twirls in place, using the momentum to crack Jack with a big elbow strike, and the two men begin exchanging right hands in the center of the ring! Jack's height disadvantage catches up to him here, and Caleb's able to use his slight reach advantage to stun Jack with a jab to the throat, grabbing his arm and winding it up before firing him hard into the corner. Caleb comes screaming in after him, quite literally, and steps up on the second rope to drill Jack with a knee to the jaw before grabbing his head and pushing off the rope with a sitout facebuster! Caleb leaps to his feet, roaring, and the crowd gives a mixed reaction to the violent display.}
Terri Morasco: Caleb Lockwood is making up for lost time with that hellacious exchange to start things! He doesn't look like a man that was out for almost two months, that's for sure!
Vasco Dias: We knew this wouldn't be a scientific match when we started it, Terri, but even that's underselling the kind of viciousness we just saw. And there's only going to be more to come!
{Caleb hauls Jack up by the hair, delivering a stiff shot to his jaw that drives Jack up against the ropes. Caleb whips Jack off, only for Jack to slip beneath the lariat attempt and snag a rear waistlock, running him to the ropes and looking for an O'Connor roll. Caleb hooks his arms on the top rope to block, sending Jack rolling away, but Jack immediately comes back to his feet, scrambling forward and delivering a vicious clothesline to the back of Caleb's head! Caleb stumbles back from the ropes, and Jack snares him in a waistlock again, popping him over with a vicious release German suplex! Caleb rolls to the ropes, dragging himself back to his feet, and Jack roars, charging forward and leaping to crack him on the jaw with a big boot! Caleb totters forward and sinks like a stone in the center of the ring, and Jack lands on his feet, breaking into another run and rebounding off the ropes to deliver a huge elbow drop! Cover! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT!}
Terri Morasco: Nothing like a back-and-forth brawl, and we're certainly getting one of those here tonight! Jack Ferriman refuses to stay down here!
Vasco Dias: Ferriman has a chip on his shoulder about being overlooked, and you can understand why. Nobody likes being taken for granted in this business, least of all when you're making your big break on the international stage like he is.
{Jack immediately snares Caleb's arm as he shoots it up, wrenching it and transitioning into a Fujiwara armbar. Jack screams down at Caleb, shouting "IGNORE ME, HUH?! LOOK AT ME!" He adjusts his grip so he can force Caleb's eyes upward, and screams again, yelling "LOOK AT ME! LOOK! AT! ME!" The screams quickly shift from words to an incoherent cry of pain, as Caleb slips his jaw to the side and bites down hard on Jack's hand, getting him to release the hold and earning a reprimand from the referee. Caleb gets to his knees, shaking out his arm, and quickly has to Matrix dodge backwards under an attempted MAKE PEACE from Ferriman! Caleb snaps back upright, firing a headbutt into Jack's midsection with the momentum, and gets to his feet, grabbing Jack and looking for a suplex. Jack snaps his hands up, breaking Caleb's grip, and wraps a hand around his throat, looking for the CHOKEBREAKER! As he lifts, though, Caleb elbows him in the head, wrapping his right arm around Jack's head and turning it into a modified FADING HOPE DDT! Cover! ONE! TWO! THR—KICKOUT!}
Terri Morasco: Caleb bent the rules to get out of harm's way there, and he managed to buy himself a golden opportunity with that DDT! Can he keep momentum on his side?
Vasco Dias: Keeping momentum seems to be a struggle in this contest. Both men want it, neither man wants to give it up. Whoever can keep the pace in their corner is going to be the one walking away victorious here.
{Caleb hauls Jack up onto his shoulder, looking for STREET JUSTICE, but Jack slips out the back and clips Caleb's knee, sending him down! Jack fires off another MAKE PEACE! NO! Caleb drops flat this time, pressing up and whipping around into a solebutt to Jack's midsection! He wrenches his arm, dragging him hard into a knee lift to the gut, and Caleb lets go, allowing Jack to drop to a knee. He runs to the ropes, springboarding off and looking for the BEAST OF WAR! NO! JACK CATCHES HIM ON HIS SHOULDERS AND CHARGES ACROSS THE RING TO HURL CALEB INTO THE TURNBUCKLE WITH A BUCKLE BOMB! COVER! ONE! TWO! THREE! NO! OUT AT THE LAST SECOND!}
Terri Morasco: Back and forth, back and forth! I can barely keep pace!
Vasco Dias: It's matches like this that make me glad I'm not in the ring anymore. That sort of punishment is just inhuman.
{Jack hauls Caleb to his feet, making a cutthroat motion with his thumb, and slings Caleb up onto his shoulders, looking for the CARTWHEEL DEATH VALLEY DRIVER! NO! Caleb fires an elbow into the side of Jack's head, a second, a third, all honing in on the temple! A fourth shot earns him a respite, and Caleb squirms, trying to get out and land on his feet. Jack just spins him around instead, shifting him into an electric chair position! As he grasps at Caleb's arm, trying to drag him down, the crowd oohs, recognizing the setup Jack's going for!}
Terri Morasco: Oh my God! I think Jack Ferriman's trying to hit Caleb with the Storm of the Morrigan!
Vasco Dias: On a night where Caleb was announced as representing the Pack, what more lethal blow to the ego than to use his former leader's most devastating move to silence his return? I love it!
{As Caleb gets yanked down, though, his free hand lashes out, jabbing Jack in the eye, and Jack lets go, howling in pain. Caleb straightens up and whips his body back, spiking Jack on his head with the POISON PILL! Jack bounces up and collapses to his hands and knees, which unfortunately leaves the Seattle native in perfect position for a CURB STOMP! Caleb cradles both of Jack's legs! ONE! TWO! THREE! The bell rings, and the chorus of "Dead Man Walking" blasts over the PA as Caleb gets to his feet, snarling as the ref raises his hand.}
Alison Valance: Here is your winner, Caleb Lockwood!
Terri Morasco: Hell of a return for Caleb tonight, putting down a very, VERY game Jack Ferriman! I'm amazed that nobody bled there!
Vasco Dias: Don't say it too loud, you're going to give that sociopath ideas!
{Caleb snaps his hand down, stalking over towards Jack, and looms over the facepainted man as he struggles to rise again. Jack grabs ahold of Caleb's pants, dragging himself up slowly hand by hand, glaring up at Caleb. Caleb's glare softens as he looks down, and after a moment, he reaches out, ruffling Jack's hair before patting him on the shoulder. "You did good, kid" is audible over the house mic, and Caleb hauls Jack to his feet, handing him off to the referee before stalking out of the ring and snagging the lead pipe he was carrying on his way back up the ramp. Jack glares up the ramp at Caleb, breathing heavily, and clutches his neck as he staggers out of the ring, the crowd applauding Ferriman's performance as he makes his way back as well.}
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SEGMENT
Abraxes has an ominous warning for Hideaki
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{The lights in the arena suddenly cut out, only for the Titantron to light up and reveal Abraxes’ fiendish grin. He snaps his teeth together at the camera.}
“Hideaki Kazima. I told you that I would taste your fear.”
{He inhales sharply, his eyes rolling around in his head before clicking his teeth together rapidly.}
“It was only a short taste. A sweet dance on the tongue. Your frantic struggle to return to the ring as the time was counted down. The panic as your desire was deprived from you.”
{He laughs darkly, reaching a hand out to grab the camera and pull it close.}
“I am not done with you. On no. There is more torment for you to come. You will see. Prepare yourself, for I will come for you again. Your pain and suffering is just beginning. I will taste more of your fear. More of your anguish.”
{He stops laughing, leaning in close towards the camera and snaps his teeth together.}
“I am coming for you.”
{The image on the tron blinks out and the lights suddenly turn back on.}
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HEIRESS TO THE THRONE
Competitors earn/lose 8 points each.
Fiona McFly vs Emma Danielson
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{The opening riff of “Slave to the Grind” plays as Emma Danielson walks out onto the stage, cracking her neck with a grin on her face. She rolls her wrists, eyes scanning the audience before she walks down to the ring, fistbumping with members of the audience. As she reaches the end of the entranceway, Emma speeds up, jumping and sliding beneath the bottom rope. She rolls to her feet, walking over to the corner, and climbs the turnbuckles, letting out a roar of joy that the crowd returns. Emma hops down off the turnbuckle, reaching over and testing the ropes before leaning back in the corner with a grin on her face as she waits for the bell.}
Terri Morasco: Heiress to the Throne is winding down, and what a good match we have here!
Vasco Dias: I hope the popcorn here isn't as stale as the Buffalo Sabres!
Terri Morasco: Oh, will you get serious?!
{ 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 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 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 into a distorted image as the initial tune becomes slowed down, like a phonograph. Then... }
"ONE! TWO!!
ONE-TWO!!!
ONE-TWO-THREE-FOUR!!!!"
{ ...a blast of pyro goes off as the Halestorm song "Love Bites (So Do I) 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. }
"Don't listen what your girlfriend says
She reads those magazines
That say you fail the test
You don't have what she needs
I'll slither like a viper
And get you by the neck
I know a thousand ways to help you forget about her
That chick can eat her heart out
Love bites, but so do I, so do I
Love bites, but so do I, so do I
Love bites..."
{ She strolls down the rampway, hugging and high-fiving folks along the way before handing the replica whip to a child as a souvenir. }
Vasco Dias: Ya know somethin' Terri, I remember back in the day when Fiona's entrance was only two lines long...
Terri Morasco: TWO LINES LONG!?! WHO WRITES YOUR DIALOGUE ANYWAY!?!
Vasco Dias: Ummm...J.K. Rowling?
Terri Morasco: Stop it!
[DING-DING-DING!!!]
{ This was a pretty entertaining match from start to finish, with neither woman gaining a distinct advantage. Twelve minutes in, Fiona managed to lock Emma in her dreaded Halestorm kimura hold...only to discover that Danielson's foot was perfectly planted on the bottom rope! Eventually, Emma got the win after McFly got caught attempting a high cross-body; Emma quickly turned that error into her DETOXIFIER crucifix powerbomb and scored the 1, 2, and THREE!!! }
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SEGMENT
Being InFamous is FINE.
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{ A camera man slowly sneaks down a hall way before stopping in front of a door reading “Being InFamous”. Slowly he pushes it open catching Rob Diamond and Steve Awesome in the middle of a conversation. }
Steve Awesome: So Survival of the Fittest, Extinction Event, that’s the night, right?
{ Steve says with a big shit eating grin to Rob who meticulously working on his hair in the mirror. }
Rob Diamond: The night for what?
{ Steve walks over to his long time friend and throws an arm over his shoulder. }
Steve Awesome: For, you know?
{ Steve gives Rob a big old wink. Rob slowly turns to face Steve. }
Rob Diamond: No, I don’t know.
Steve Awesome: Come on man, don’t play dumb. You’ve been working James for a year solid now, it’s time to pull the pin on that grenade.
{ Steve says with a smile and laugh. }
Steve Awesome: You read the dirt sheets, everyone sees it coming. Rob and Steve turn on James and OG InFamous rides again!
{ Steve says with a nod but Rob isn’t smiling. }
Rob Diamond: Dude, he’s my friend.
{ Steve holds up his hands defensively. }
Steve Awesome: Yeah, totally, he’s my friend too but I mean, come on? Betraying our best friends and telling them to suck it is like what we do?
{ Rob looks down for a moment and then back up to Steve. }
Rob Diamond: No, I’m not betraying him and you aren’t either.
{ Rob says directly to Steve. }
Rob Diamond: First, we don’t need cheap heat man, we are the biggest thing in the promotion already and second, he’s our friend. Period. We stick by our friends.
Steve Awesome: Even though Fiona hit me in the balls, again? Speaking of, where were you exactly?
Rob Diamond: Hey! Don’t make this about me, man, you’re the one picking on performance center kids.
Steve Awesome: Oh so now you’re coming at me, big boy?
{ Rob and Steve get in each other’s faces. }
Steve Awesome: At least I don’t lie to myself about who and what I am!
Rob Diamond: A drunk?
Steve Awesome: Maybe I should turn on you?
Rob Diamond: Maybe you should?
Steve Awesome: Dumbass.
Rob Diamond: You know what? Why don’t we just ask James to come in here and discuss this plan of yours with him??
{ That’s when James steps right into the picture, holding an Orange-Vanilla Coke in his hand. }
James Gilmore: SERIOUSLY, DUDE!?! After all the crap we pulled outside that ring, ya wanna up and turn against me, Steve?! No wonder why Fi busted you in the nuts…
{ The Islander alum tosses his now-empty drink can into a pink recycling bin. }
James Gilmore: I’m a fighter too, I oughta kick YOU in the balls myself…
Steve Awesome: Hey, it was his idea.
{ Steve points to Rob who looks stunned. }
Rob Diamond: Dude!? The hell!?
James Gilmore: I’m outta here.
Rob Diamond: Wait!
{ The Islander alum turns on his heels and heads out of the locker room as Rob looks on. }
Steve Awesome: Me too.
Rob Diamond: Steve!?
{ But the Sextreme isn’t hearing it as he heads out as well. }
Rob Diamond: What the hell just happened?
{ Rob looks at the empty locker room for a moment before Fiona pops in. She can see Rob is clearly upset. Fi walks over and places her hand Rob’s shoulder. }
Fiona McFly: Everything okay?
{ Rob looks down then scoops up the world title and slings it over his shoulder. He turns and looks at Fiona and the only thing he can think to say is- }
Rob Diamond: Being InFamous is fine!
{ Before he too leaves the locker room leaving Fiona alone who doesn’t know what to say… }
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HEIRESS TO THE THRONE
Competitors earn/lose 8 points each.
Vivienne Rodgers vs Kimberly Jackson
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{Vivienne wins. }
Well howdy there pardner.