Monday Night Sacrifice
Open Fight Night
February 10th 2020
Lanxess Arena Cologne, Germany
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SEGMENT
Belle of the Ball
Ganzorig Jalair
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{We cut to a pretaped video, where Ganzorig Jalair sits in the saddle atop a powerful-looking horse. She grins, wind whipping through her hair as she speaks.}
Ganzorig Jalair: So this is my opposition. The one management has decreed and the one seeking a purpose. I will give them the fights of their lives. I will give Samira Hamilton the purpose she so desperately seeks. And I will give Lina Lang the reminder that no man ordains our fate. We make it ourselves.
{Ganzorig pounds her fist into her open palm, eyes flashing, the faint sounds of throat singing and drums accompanying her words.}
Ganzorig Jalair: I am the punishment of God. If you had not committed great sins, God would not have sent a punishment like me upon you. Know this. Know this and suffer in battle. I look forward to it.
{Ganzorig actually winks at the camera, still smiling the same vicious smile as we fade out.}
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SINGLES MATCH
Abraxes vs Almir Sayed
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Terri Morasco: Our next match involves a man who has struck fear into every superstar he’s faced since signing with IWF ...
Vasco Dias: and a guy who doesn’t care about any of that spooky stuff. Sayed would have no-sold all that demonic crap we endured with the Pack!
Terri Morasco: If you say so, partner.
{ 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.}
Alison Valance: Making his way to the ring, he weighs in a two hundred and eighty-five pounds … ABRAAAAAAXES!!!
{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 than a man. He rolls to his feet, holding his arms into the air as the lullaby starts anew.}
Vasco Dias: Look at him, Terri! How can Sayed contend with that?
Terri Morasco: Well if we’re to believe what he’s said this week, Abraxes certainly plans on making Almir a believer!
{“Snake Charmer” by Annon Domini begins to play as Haseem steps out through the curtain to boos from the live audience.}
Haseem: It is my honor, my privilege, my sacred duty to introduce to you, from the San Francisco Bay area ... the MONEY MAKER!!! ALMIR!!! SAYED!!!
{With that, Almir steps out through the curtain with arms thrown out and his head held back. The crowd boos him like crazy as he looks out with a smile. Together the two men head down the ramp and toward the ring. Haseem runs ahead to hold down the second rope for his companion. Almir enters the ring and drops to his knees in the center, arms out as Haseem demands the crowd respect him!}
Terri Morasco: Almir Sayed has been the man to watch in recent months.
Vasco Dias: Well, that’s only going to make his loss that much sweeter!
{The crowd is riled up in anticipation as both men stand opposite of one another. The bell rings and while Abraxes usually stands back, this time he moves in to clash into Almir in the middle of the ring. Both men meet in the center of the squared circle and greet each other with fists to the face. Lefts and rights are thrown in this beginning brawl and the crowd is on their feet cheering as the pair continue to throw haymakers. Abraxes clocks Sayed with a stiff right hook, following it up with a high knee to the gut and then taking a keeled Almir over with a rough Gutwrench Suplex. Abraxes stands with his arms outstretched to a booing crowd while Almir hurries back to his feet only to be leveled with a big boot. Abraxes stalks his victim, nudging Almir's face with the sole of his boot before disrespectfully stomping on his chest. Ten stomps take place before Abraxes steps on Almir's chest and holds for the cover and …
One ...
ALMIR SHOVES THE BOOT OUT OF THE WAY!}
Terri Morasco: Not a great start for Almir but the night is early.
Vasco Dias: That only means that we get to see more of the same for the next half hour or so.
{Abraxes backs up into a corner as his mask continues to smile that twisted grin out into the crowd. Almir, attempting to show no pain, pushes himself back to a vertical base and charges right into Abraxes with a running forearm. Abraxes is cold-cocked as he was caught off-guard not expecting Almir to launch at him in that manner. Sayed follows up with a series of alternating chops and punches and for the moment Abraxes is reeling as he is pummeled. Abraxes keeps sliding down turnbuckles in the assault but he doesn't drop. Instead he desperately lunges forward, rising with a headbutt to the chin. Sayed stumbles back just far enough for Abraxes to run out of the corner with a rushing double axe handle that sends Almir spinning back to the mat. Abraxes stumbles about, a hand to his mask as the face beneath is, no doubt, contorted with rage.}
Terri Morasco: If I were Almir, I would find a way to get out of the ring right now. Abraxes looks like he could commit murder and it's going to the ref or Almir.
Vasco Dias: What a great ending.
{Abraxes drops down and mounts Almir, raining down left and right hooks to the sides of his head. Almir attempts to block but the strikes are still getting through. Abraxes is ruthless as he lets his aggression out only breaking after he's gotten bored with the beatdown. The monster from the Pit rises to his feet and brings Money Maker with him, shoving him back into the corner with a stiff European uppercut. Almir looks to be out on his feet as Abraxes takes a few steps back to give himself enough room to charge in with a corner body splash only Almir sidesteps out of the way. Abraxes collides chest-first into the turnbuckles and stumbles out right into Almir, who quickly crept up behind Abraxes for a School Boy pin...
One ...
ABRAXES KICKS OUT!}
Vasco Dias: You're not going to this big guy down with that little girl's move.
Terri Morasco: Can you think before you speak? You are saying some stupid things tonight.
{Abraxes hurries back to a standing position only to be dropkicked in the face. The bigger man stumbles down to a knee where Almir hopes to snap off an enziguri but Abraxes ducks the leg and avoids it. Almir falls face first on the mat but quickly gets on all fours where Abraxes grapples him from behind and then tears him back to his feet, going for a Release German Suplex but Almir is able to backflip back to his feet behind him. Sayed hurriedly backpedals into the ropes, rebounding right into Abraxes who has now turned around and straight into a leaping leg lariot! Almir quickly throws himself on top of Abraxes and hooks the near leg.
One …
Two …
KICKOUT!}
Terri Morasco: This is an incredible sight to behold. Almir is finally beginning to hold his own in this match!
Vasco Dias: Give him time, Terri …
{Abraxes rolls to his feet once more, the smile still on his masked face as he looks at Almir and moves back into striking range. Almir swings with a right hook, but it’s blocked and Abraxes responds with a right cross of his own. He follows it up with a deep knee to the belly, doubling the champion over and into position for clubbing blow after clubbing blow to the back of Sayed. Each shot brings the smaller man down a little more but he refuses to fall. Abraxes pulls Sayed back to a vertical base and whips him into the ropes, following closely and as Sayed begins to rebound … SHOULDER BLOCK!
Almir is sent over the top rope and crashes hard on the ringside floor while Abraxes looks on with his head cocked to the side. The crowd, surprisingly, begins to rally behind Sayed who is in a bad way on the outside but is still fighting through it to get back to his feet.}
Terri Morasco: Gotta love Almir's determination but I'll tell you who is not impressed by it...
{The ref is counting but Abraxes pulls him out of the way by his black and white collar and steps through the ropes to the outside, landing right next to Almir with a fist to his face for good measure. Sayed stumbles around the ring post while Abraxes follows suit, turning around the champ just to back elbow him in the side of the head. Almir finds himself leaning on the announcer's table where Abraxes grabs him by the head and looks to drive his face into the table but Almir holds himself up and then sends back elbows into Abraxes's midsection. Eventually Abraxes is pushed off and Almir hops on the announcer's table and jumps back with an enziguri heard around the world. Abraxes stumbles face first into the steel steps and ends up sitting against them. Almir looks out to a crowd cheering for him before running in with a front dropkick to the face that sandwiches Abraxes's skull between boot and steel. Sayed is not done there as he stands before Abraxes and repeatedly hits knee after knee to the face of Abraxes that also works to push the back of his head into the steel simultaneously.}
Terri Morasco: Holy crap! I think Almir is back in this after those series of knees.
Vasco Dias: Might've slowed him down that flurry, but he’s a monster, Terri; don’t count him out just yet!
{Almir then grabs Abraxes's head and repeatedly bashes the back of it into the steel until the indentation is caved in. Almir then notices the ref's count nearing ten so he rolls in only to roll back out to break it. Almir musters up the strength to pull Abraxes just enough to force his dead weight back into the ring. Almir hops back unto the apron's edge and then climbs through the ropes. He pulls Abraxes to his feet, looking at the crowd who seem to be calling for it and it Almir lifts Abraxes up to his feet before grabbing hold of his left wrist and sending him forward before spinning him around and in position for the Money Maker! But Abraxes ducks the clothesline and counters with a gutwrench and onto his shoulders for the Consign to Dream! Abraxes slams Sayed down to the mat where he remains motionless. Abraxes drops to his knees, his hands placed over the heart of his opponent as the referee slides into position …
One …
Two …
Three!!!}
Alison Valance: Your winner, AAAAAABRAAAAAXES!!!!
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SEGMENT
Belle of the Ball
Samaira Hamilton
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{The camera comes on to Samaria Hamilton sitting at a table drinking some water in a beatutiful white dress.}
Samaria Hamilton: This is where I tell you that the first match of the Belle of the Ball is at danger zone but let us be clear.
{Samarai brushes her hair out of her face}
Samaria Hamilton: Might as well be the last match of Belle of the Ball because I'm going to win the whole thing.
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GRUDGE MATCH
NO DQ
Warren Kane vs Caleb Lockwood
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{The lights go out and the snow steady beat of New Divide by Linkin Park plays and the crowd gives a good cheer for Warren Kane as he emerges from behind the curtains wearing a simple leather jacket, with his hands at his hips and a smile on his face. He then heads towards the ring, stopping to touch hands with members of the crowd before stopping in front of the ring. Closes his eyes, takes a breath before jumping up onto the apron, climbing the turnbuckle on the outside and raising his arms in the air getting a positive reaction from the crowd. The music dies down and the lights return to normal as he drops into the ring.}
Terri Morasco: Warren looks focused. Coming into a match like this, against his former comrade in arms, with no disqualifications, you have to be focused. The question is, will that be enough?
Vasco Dias: It's certainly the place to begin. But as you said, Terri, beginnings are not ends. He needs a game plan and he needs to stick to it.
{"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. 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: Caleb Lockwood is barely a man at this point. He's an animal, driven by instinct and pain alone. Look at those eyes, Vasco. I'm concerned sitting on this side of the table, what can Warren Kane be feeling?
Vasco Dias: He's shown his violence a thousand times over, against some of the finest this company has to offer. Caleb Lockwood is, was, and always will be one of the most dangerous men in IWF, and I have no reason to believe that tonight will be any different.
{Alison Valance clears her throat, stepping up and raising the microphone on the outside of the ring.}
Alison Valance: The following contest is a no-disqualifications match, scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, on my left, from London, England, weighing in at 205 pounds, Warren Kane!
{Warren nods as the crowd cheers, eyes never leaving Caleb's as he speaks at him, words masked by the roar of the crowd.}
Alison Valance: And his opponent! From Oakland, California...
{The crowd boos loudly even at the mention of his hometown, and Caleb merely grins viciously at their reaction, tapping the pipe against the palm of his hand.}
Alison Valance: ...weighing in at 168 pounds, and per his request, representing the Pack...
{Warren shouts at Caleb, pushing forward and being held back by Blue Shoes as Caleb grins even wider, beckoning him on as the crowd's boos intensify.}
Alison Valance: ...Caleb Lockwood!
Terri Morasco: A former Extreme Champion, a former Heir to the Throne finalist, and apparently living rent-free in some part of Warren Kane's mind, Caleb Lockwood has malicious intent tonight.
Vasco Dias: I thought that was Mike Laszlo?
Terri Morasco: Please. I beg you. Take this seriously.
{The referee doesn't even bother trying to take the pipe from Caleb, moving to signal the bell. Caleb, surprisingly, drops the weapon as the bell rings, both men charging to the center of the ring and immediately exchanging brutal right hands! Lockwood, the more naturally scrappy of the two, gains the upper hand with a quick knee lift to the midsection of Warren before going for an Irish whip. He looks for a spinning heel kick, but Warren rolls underneath the arc, coming up and swinging with a huge clothesline. Caleb, to his credit, rolls under, charging to the ropes. Warren dips his shoulder for a back body drop, but Caleb rolls across the larger man's back, coming up and lunging forward with a vicious chop block! He wastes no time in rolling up to a standing base and charging in with a knee to Warren's temple! Cover! ONE! KICKOUT!}
Terri Morasco: Fast and furious in the early going, but the brawling nature of the match seems to be favoring Caleb to start.
Vasco Dias: Warren Kane is no slouch as a striker, but he's going to want to start dictating the pace quickly. These sort of violent sprints are where Lockwood makes his home, and if he can keep it in this gear, he might be able to call it an early night.
{Caleb hauls Warren up, slugging away with another shot to the temple, but Warren fires up from underneath with a series of shots to the midsection followed by a vicious European uppercut that sends Caleb reeling. He shakes his head, trying to clear the cobwebs, and Warren chases him into the ropes with a vicious knife-edge chop! Caleb clutches his chest, coughing, and Warren unloads with another chop before grabbing his arm and shooting him off the ropes! Caleb ducks under the swing again, but as he tries to come back Warren drops him with a beautiful dropkick! He grabs Caleb, wringing his arm before hauling him into a short-arm clothesline! Warren maintains wrist control, dragging him up into a second! And a third! Warren drops to the mat, covering! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT!}
Terri Morasco: Find an opening, and Warren Kane will drive into it heart and soul! He's firing back with all his might here!
Vasco Dias: I'm worried about when that stipulation will come into play. This could get ugly, very fast.
{Warren grabs a handful of Caleb's hair, dragging him to the turnbuckle and bouncing him off it face-first before picking him up and tying him into the tree of woe. Warren slides under the bottom rope, flipping up the apron and grabbing a trash can from underneath! He rolls it into the ring, delivering a quick kick to Caleb's gut to keep him stunned, and props the can in front of Caleb's face. Warren walks the edge of the ring, beckoning the crowd on, before hitting the opposite turnbuckle and charging in for the LONDON CALLING dropkick, CRUSHING the trash can against Caleb's face! Caleb collapses out of the tree of woe and Warren covers again! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT!}
Terri Morasco: OH GOD! I felt my teeth loosen with that dropkick! Warren Kane just DROVE the metal into Caleb's face! I'm amazed he isn't busted open!
Vasco Dias: He's showing exactly why he's a former Joker in the Pack, former Extreme Champion, hell, he's showing just why he earned the notoriety he did in this company! I'm amazed, but this grudge match stipulation seems to have backfired hard on Caleb Lockwood!
{Hauling Caleb up by the collar and unloading a massive right hand to his jaw, Warren kicks Caleb in the knee and backs up, signaling for the KIDD KICK! He charges and CALEB POPS HIM UP, CATCHING WARREN ON HIS SHOULDER! Warren flails desperately, but Caleb turns and charges the nearest corner, heaving him into the middle turnbuckle to deliver STREET JUSTICE! Warren bounces to his feet momentarily before crumpling to his knees, Caleb shaking his head and clutching his neck as he rolls to the outside in a desperate attempt to recover.}
Terri Morasco: The counter that he needed, right when he needed it the most! Caleb Lockwood just pulled a rabbit out of his hat there!
Vasco Dias: He's not just on the outside for his health, though. He has something planned. Or at least an idea of something.
{Caleb grabs a steel chair, sliding back into the ring, and stalks Warren, slamming it between his shoulderblades to drive him flat again. He swings a second time, then a third, before sliding the chair under Warren's face. Caleb takes a few steps back, flashing a mocking wolf's head hand sign at Warren before hitting the ropes and leaping for a CURB STOMP onto the chair! NO! Warren rolls out of the way and Caleb's foot comes down hard on the chair! He staggers back, shaking out his leg, and Warren scoops up the chair, swinging for the fences at Caleb! Caleb ducks underneath, hitting the ropes with a leap, and comes off to drive the chair back into Warren's face with the BEAST OF WAR! Caleb covers! ONE! TWO! THR—KICKOUT!}
Terri Morasco: OH MY GOD! That kick busted Warren Kane open, and it nearly signaled the end of this match!
Vasco Dias: Oh, that is a gusher. Caleb—DEUS MEU, WHAT ARE YOU DOING, MAN?!
{Caleb, having seen the red splotches on the canvas, has slid the chair away and is dipping his fingers in the blood, cackling to himself. He draws a cross on Warren's cheek with his blood before taking a handful and smearing it all over his own face, grinning ear to ear as he stands up, the crowd absolutely showering him with hatred. Caleb flips them off, hauling Warren to his feet, and drags him over the chair, snapping him down with the FADING HOPE onto the steel! He shoots the half and drags Warren over into another cover! ONE! TWO! THRE—NO! A KICKOUT AT THE VERY LAST MOMENT! The crowd erupts in cheers, Caleb is shocked, and immediately begins arguing with Blue Shoes, demanding verification of the count!}
Terri Morasco: The heart of Warren Kane on full display here! Oh my God, he's going through hell out there and just keeps getting back up!
Vasco Dias: He's not human. No human can just take that and keep going.
Terri Morasco: I'd argue he's the most human he's ever been right now, Vasco, and he's proving you dead wrong!
{Indeed, as Terri speaks, Warren is hauling himself up by the ropes, blood now coating his face as he snarls in defiance. Caleb turns around, seeing Warren squaring up and glaring him down, and grins, nodding. Caleb bellows "NOW THIS IS WHAT I WANTED TO SEE!", beckoning Warren on, and they crash into each other again, fists flying! A shot from Warren sends Caleb reeling, and as he snaps his head up it's clear the punch busted open Caleb's own forehead. The two men charge back together, swinging right hands at each other as the crimson flies from their heads, and this time Warren's size advantage seems to be winning out! He ducks under a wild swing from Caleb and flings him halfway across the ring with a massive 'SPLOSION suplex, rolling through and to his feet with a roar of defiance that the crowd gleefully reciprocates!}
Terri Morasco: WARREN KANE WILL NOT DIE!
Vasco Dias: Despite his best efforts!
{Warren looks back to Caleb with a look of sorrow on his face, and Caleb beckons him on as he staggers up to his feet, lead pipe in hand. Caleb lunges for a wild, graceless swing, and Warren catches his wrist with one hand, ripping the pipe from it with the other. Caleb chuckles, tearing his wrist away, and charges again, causing Warren to instinctively swing with the pipe and drill Caleb in the gut with it! Caleb coughs before collapsing to one knee, clearly in agony. He spits out a glob of blood and saliva onto the canvas, eyes locking with Warren, and shouts "DO IT!" to him. Warren only hesitates for a moment before tossing the pipe aside and backing up, charging in and connecting with a massive KIDD KICK to Caleb! Caleb drops to the mat like a stone, a disturbingly serene smile on his face, and Warren covers! ONE! TWO! THREE! Warren throws his fist forward, sitting up out of the cover as "New Divide" plays over the PA!}
Alison Valance: Here is your winner, Warren Kane!
Terri Morasco: Warren Kane does it! He gets revenge for Lockwood dragging him into all of this!
Vasco Dias: In the bloodiest way possible!
{Warren stands up, ready to walk away, but he's stopped by Caleb reaching up and grabbing onto the back of his trunks. Warren jerks to a halt, looking back at Caleb, and Caleb drags himself up to his feet again, using Warren's arm, his trunks, anything he can to support himself. Finally, unsteadily, the two men come eye-to-eye again, the crowd unsure how to react to his continued movement. The two men lock eyes for a few seconds, before slowly, Caleb offers his hand to Warren. Warren looks down at it, then back into Caleb's face, as the crowd urges him to not trust in the offer. Caleb doesn't say anything, just looking right back at Warren. Finally, reluctantly, Warren takes Caleb's hand, shaking it slowly. Caleb nods, offering a much calmer smile, and pulls Warren into a one-armed hug, a gesture which does earn a cheer from the crowd. Caleb pats Warren on the back twice, nodding, and lets go, dropping to the mat and rolling to the floor. He applauds on the outside, nodding again as he hops the barricade and makes his exit. For his part, Warren looks around at the crowd, taking it all in before heading back up the ramp himself.}
Terri Morasco: Hopefully, this is the last time these two find themselves at war like this. I don't know if either man can really take it.
Vasco Dias: You can't win a match like this, not really. All you can do is survive.
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SEGMENT
Belle of the Ball
Lina Lang
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{The camera comes on to Ed in his office}
Ed: Lina Lang doesn't need to say anything to tell the IWF universe how important and how much she is going to beat the other women to be crowned the first IWF Imperial Diamond!
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6 MAN TAG TEAM MATCH
Being InFamous vs Phillip Deforrest, Billie Parris and Adel Trevant
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Terri Morasco: It’s time for the main event.
Vasco Dias: That’s right. Being Infamous vs three members of the PC alumni. It’s going to be a great match.
Terri Morasco: If you can even call it that. It seems like Being Infamous is going to explode at any minute.
Vasco Dias: No they are not.
Terri Morasco: Oh come on. James Gilmore is standing up for himself, Rob Diamond is just trying to hold everything together and Steve Awesome is determined to tear the whole thing down!
Vasco Dias: No way, Steve was just staking his claim. James Gilmore started things when he Shellshocked Steve Awesome last week. James Gilmore is a terrible friend!
Terri Morasco: Oh don’t tell me you buy into Steve and his B.S spin?
Vasco Dias: It’s not B.S. Terri, the man has a point.
{Phillip Deforest, Billy Parrish, and Adel Trevant stand in the ring awaiting there opponents.}
Terri Morasco: Big moment for these three young gentlemen. Facing all three singles champions in the main event of sacrifice. Although, I gotta say, something looks off about Adel.
Vasco Dias: Yeah, he doesnt look right ever since it happened.
"AWE-SOME! AWE-SOME! AWE-SOME!"
{Dramatic Pause.}
"REGRETS I'VE HAD MINE!"
{The lights in the arena explode to life as they flash green and black to the beat as Steve Awesome comes running out with intensity to the hyped up chorus of "Full of Regrets" by Danko Jones.}
Lonely nights/ and a whole lot of wasted time!
If you see her wont you tell her for me/
It's better this way to avoid all the misery
{The chorus plays again as Steve walks down to the ring. The guitar starts soloing and Steve hops into the ring and he provocatively slips off his jacket and then spins and drops into a kneel and he flexes his arms. He gets a slow motion effect as pyro sprays behind him.}
Vasco Dias: Here is a man, who has pretty much NEVER had a world title match in his whole IWF career, just trying to tell the world how much he’s worked to get where he is and make the Sextreme Title a main event level championship. And his so called friend James Gilmore, just cant accept or acknowledge it.
Terri Morasco: You nauseate me.
Vasco Dias: No one can handle the truth it seems.
{ An instrumental with hook version of "Shell Shocked" by Juicy J, featuring Wiz Khalifa and Ty Dolla $ign, begins to play, and a video package begins to play stock footage of waves crashing, followed by bolts of cloud-to-cloud lightning. }
"Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked..."
{ As jets of water shoot out from all directions, we tsee James Gilmore stepping out onto the stage, posing along to the hip-hop tune, before high-fiving the crowd and walking down to the ring. }
"(All for one when we fight together)
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
(All for one when we ride together)
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
(All for one when we fight together)
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
(This family can bear any weather)
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked..."
{ Once inside the ring, the Islander alum points heavenward, taking in the moments as he waits for his opponent. }
Terri Morasco: Here is a man, who has also been working hard and is tired of Steve Awesome running his mouth.
Vasco Dias: Oh please. James cant accept he is the third wheel in all of this.
{James Gilmore and Steve Awesome glare at each other and mouth insults back and forth until Rob Diamond makes his entrance.}
"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 into one of the corners of the ring, kicking up his legs to rest on the second rope and looks quite relaxed. }
Terri Morasco: Rob Diamond just wants his friends to be friends. I feel the worst for him in this situation.
Vasco Dias: I think he’s holding a burning ash in his hands, Terri. He may as well kiss his little group goodbye.
{Rob gets between Steve and James to try and calm them down and figure out who is starting the match. James volunteers to start and Phillip steps in on the other side and the bell rings.}
Terri Morasco: Looks like Gilmore is starting against Deforest. Phillip locks up and he gets the headlock, but the islander alumn reverses the hold into arm wrench and takes Phillips back and snags a headlock of his own. Phillip grits his teeth as James squeezes and pushes him back toward his own corner. Tag to Rob Diamond. Double Irish Whip! HUGE DOUBLE ARM DRAG!
{Philip hits hard on the mat and Rob and James pop up and pose to the delight of the fans. Steve Awesome looks bored on the apron.}
Vasco Dias: Rob Diamond and James Gilmore showing just how well they work together as a team. But Steve Awesome doesn’t seem impressed.
{Phillip decides he’s good and runs over and tags in Billy and comes rushing in for a clothesline but Rob snaps it into a tilt o whirl powerslam. Billy holds his back in pain and Rob goes for a cover but Billy gets the shoulder up. Rob pulls Billy up to his feet, twists his arm and tags in James Gilmore! Rob tells James to go up top and James does so. Rob yells out Special Move number twenty two! Rob then proceeds to whip Billy to the ropes and on the return he lifts him up for an atomic drop and Gilmore jumps off for a axe handle smash at the same time! Both James and Rob hold there groins and mock Billy as he writhes in pain on the ground holding his genitals in a daze. The crowd laughed alongside the friends.}
Terri Morasco: Oh man, this sold out crowd is really loving this innovative teamwork from Being Infamous. You can really tell how close James and Rob have become here.
Vasco Dias: No one can deny how close they have become, but I think Steve and Rob are better friends like Steve said.
Terri Morasco: Dont you start this up again. Steve hasn’t even tagged in for the match, and he doesn’t even look like he wants to be tagged in. What kind of friend acts like that?
Vasco Dias: Has anyone asked Steve if he wants to be tagged in? Maybe he would if Rob and James weren’t so busy posing for pictures together, Terri.
Terri Morasco: Oh great, are you going to sit here and act jealous FOR the man while he stands on the apron?
Vasco Dias: I cant help it if I’m an empath at heart, Terri.
Terri Morasco: You make me sick.
{James looks at Rob and motions for another big double team move. Rob takes the tag and both men start crossing each other as they run the ropes but each one striking Billy as they pass. They get faster and faster, striking Billy each time and finally they stop and stand next to each other as Billy wobbles on his feet. They both look at each other and smile and crotch chop him and Billy falls to the mat and everyone cheers and is having fun. Steve Awesome just rolls his eyes. James gets on the apron and Rob hooks the leg of Billy but Phillip breaks up the pin before three. Steve starts to come into the ring to protest this and the referee stops him from entering. Steve causes a fuss and distracts the ref and Rob and suddenly Adel runs on and lands a brutal knee right to the back of the head and neck of the world champion! Rob goes down like a sack of bricks from the shot and Adel pulls Billy over to the corner right before the ref turns around. Adel tags himself in.}
Terri Morasco: Woah! Adel Travent turning the tides for his team. Talk about a stiff knee to the head.
Vasco Dias: I think all of Rob’s alter ego’s just got a headache, Terri.
{Rob tries to pull himself up but he eats another big knee to the side of the head. Adel grabs Rob and lifts him up for a big back suplex that drops Rob right on his head. Followed by a brain buster, followed by a big german suplex! Rob looks a little dazed by the onslaught and the ref looks concerned but Rob shoves him away and starts reaching out for his corner for a tag. James is cheering Rob on and slapping the turnbuckle. Rob starts to make his way to his corner but Adel grabs him again and hits a michonoku driver! Rob is again dumped on his head. Adel hooks the leg, one, two, Rob shoots his shoulder up. He looks hurt and raches for the tag as Gilmore has his hand outstretched.}
Vasco Dias: Whatever is different about Adel, it seems to be working.
Terri Morasco: I’ll say. This young man actually has the world champion in a bad way, he actually got a two count.
Vasco Dias: Rob Diamond needs to make a tag here.
Terri Morasco: And his friend is waiting! Gilmore continues to cheer Rob on. Stomping with a bunch of energy to get the sold out crowd completely behind his best friend the world champion.
Vasco Dias: He’s crawling...oh, Adel has his leg!
Terri Morasco: ENZIGURI FROM ROB DIAMOND!
{Adel falls to the mat stunned, Rob Diamond shakes off the cobwebs.}
Vasco Dias: Nows your chance Rob!
Terri Morasco: Rob Diamond dives for it! TAG! TO….Steve Awesome?
Vasco Dias: I knew it! I knew Steve and Rob were better friends. Sure James and Rob have some fun jokes and can laugh, but when push comes to shove for Rob Diamond, of course he’s going to pick Steve Awesome! That’s a decades length, blood soaked bond that can’t be broken between Steve Awesome and James Gilmore.
Terri Morasco: What does that even matter!?
Vasco Dias: A lot more to some people then you may think….
{James still has his arm hanging there and he is just surprised as everyone else is. Steve Awesome takes the tag and smirks at Gilmore as he steps into the ring. He stops and speaks something loud enough the camera picks it up.}
Steve Awesome: I told you James…..Brothers in INfamy.
{Gilmore looks visibly upset by this and Steve rushes in to take care of business. He runs in and nails forearms to both Billy and Phillip and knock them off the apron. Steve then ducks a clotheline attempt by Adel, loads him up on his shoulders and drops him with the SteveKO and pins him for the three count. Steve rolls out of the ring.}
Terri Morasco: Well Being INfamous has picked up the win here. But what are we seeing here now between Rob and James.
Vasco Dias: James looks a little upset?
{You can hear them talk to each other as Rob holds his head.}
James Gilmore: Why did you tag him?
Rob Diamond: I dont know dude, it was just a tag.
James Gilmore: I had my arm out and everything. I was the one who had your back!
Rob Diamond: Hey come on, Little Bear….
{James shakes his head and turns to leave but steps right into a huge superkick, and Gilmore goes down like a tree.}
Terri Morasco: STEVE AWESOME! Jawbreaker superkick out of nowhere!!!
Vasco Dias: James Gilmore is out cold!
Rob Diamond: God damn it! No!!
Vasco Dias: That was revenge for last week.
Terri Morasco: And one hell of a shot too.
{The watermark hits the screen as Steve Awesome’s music plays. James Gilmore is out cold in the ring. Rob Diamond looks frustrated and angry checking on Gilmore, and Steve Awesome stands at the top of the ramp, holding up his IWF Sextreme Championship!}
Well howdy there pardner.