Monday Night Sacrifice
May 4th 2020
Thialf Heerenveen Netherlands
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SEGMENT
Nick Knight
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The scene opens on a golden beach in Southern California. It is a cool morning and āThe Hollywood Butcherā Nick Knight is dressed in a hoodie and athletic shorts as he sits in the sand and watches the waves. Quietly he begins to speak, almost ignoring the presence of the camera.
āThe past couple of weeks I have come down to the beach every morning to get a cup of coffee and just to watch the water. There is something about the ocean that has always made me feel at peace. Even when my life was flying apart of the seams watching the waves crashing into the sand could make me feel more at ease. Thatās not the case these past couple of week and I havenāt been able to put my finger on the reason why. My life is going great, I just moved into a new condo and bought a sweet new ride. Iāve got to hang out with my kid for the first time in over two years. I should be happier than a pig in shit, but I have the gnawing feeling deep in my gut that just will not go away. No matter how many hours I spend staring out at the Pacific I canāt shake this feeling that something is just not right. Then this morning as I listened to the sea birds and watched the early morning surfers the answer came to me, for the second straight week my ass is sitting on a beach in L.A. while guys that have no business caring my luggage are on Sacrifice being watched by millions.ā
Finally Knight looks towards the camera. A stoic kind of anger painted all over his features as he continues to speak.
āSome people would probably tell me to shut the hell up, sit on the couch, and just keep milking the cash cow. I bet half of the IWF roster would be more than happy to do that, but thatās never really been my style. I was raised in the old school where if you didnāt wrestle you didnāt get paid, so just staying at home is not sitting well with āThe Hollywood Butcher.ā All I want is an opportunity to prove that I am still one of the best professional wrestlers on the planet, but for some reason Iām not getting it. Could it be that someone whispering in the right peopleās ears doesnāt want me to have the opportunity, that they are threatened by me? That is the best answer I can come up with, since Iām sitting at home and the same jobbers are booked week after week to get their asses kicked. Hell Johnny Stylez lost to an enhancement guy from the Performance Center, yet he's booked this week. Jack Ferriman somehow found his way into the TV Championship tournament, and he pissed away that opportunity and once again doing a big old J.O.B. Guess what though, he's s booked again this week, while Iām sitting here feeding Alka Seltzer to seagulls.ā
An older couple walks by, the white haired lady looking aghast.
āWhat? I wouldnāt actually do it! Youāve seen one bird blow up, youāve seen āem allā
The woman goes ghost white as Knight just laughs at her. Finally her husband is able to pull her away from the grappler.
āWhere was I before that old hag with sand in her vagina interrupted me. Oh yeah, still sitting on this fucking beach waiting to be given a chance. I donāt want a handout from anyone, just a chance. Lucky for me next week in Open Fight Night and the power is out of the hands of the powers that be. Whoever is trying so fucking hard to hold me back has zero say in my fortune for just one night. So how should I used my one night of freedom? By knocking a mouthy little bastard down a couple of pegs. Scott Handsome do you honestly think you are the first little prick to call me an old man? Do you honestly think you are the first son of a bitch to think that they can use my legacy as a stepping stone to fame. Iāve been dealing with the same shit for the better part of a decade. It doesnāt matter if itās in Japan, The UK, Mexico, or some second tier company in the states; there is always someone wanting to make a name for themselves at my expense. Most of the time they just end up on the bottom of a long list of people that Iāve choked out. Handsome I accept your challenge and I look forward to making you just another victim.ā
Nick stands and wipes sand off of his ass.
āNow if you will excuse me, I have to go get cleaned up. Iām taking my kid to his first Dodgers game today.ā
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SINGLES MATCH
Angel Blake vs Phillip Deforrest
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{As āfinal countdown startsā Phillip walks heroricly from the back, strikes a pose, then runs into the ring to take his place in the ring}
Vasco Dias: Dead man walking!
Terri Morasco: Vasco!
Vasco Dias: What!? Deforrest is about to take on Angel Blake who is undefeated since winning the Roulette! Heās going to get trounced!
Terri Morasco: Thereās always a chance Phillip could pull out the upset.
Vasco Dias: Sure there is.
{ All the lights in the arena as the crowd starts to buzz wondering who is about to come out next. Words blaze across the screen in red fire. }
āBlessed are the wicked who are healed by my hands.ā
{ The opening notes of Slipknotās āUnsainted begin to play as purple flames burn in a circle on the top of the stage. Slowly Angel Blake begins to rise from within the flames with his arms outstretched wearing a long black coat with the birthdate of his grandson embroidered on the back. As the lyrics start the lights begin to strobe purple in the arena. }
Oh, I'll never kill myself to save my soul
I was gone, but how was I to know?
I didn't come this far to sink so low
I'm finally holding on to letting go
Oh, I'll never kill myself to save my soul
I was gone, but how was I to know?
I didn't come this far to sink so low
I'm finally holding on to letting go!!!
{ The song kicks into high gear now and Angel steps out of the flames looking over to the crowd with a grin before looking toward the ring. He scowls as he begins to walk toward the ring, lifting his coat to walk up the steps. He stops on the apron and looks out toward the crowd as the song blasts. Blake throws his arms out and his head back as the arena lights go up to a blinding level. Blake turns and steps into the ring with confidence heading over to the far corner. The chorus comes back around as Angel stands up on the second turnbuckle and crosses his arms over his head in an X. Blake hops down and turns his back to the corner and waits in the ring for the match to begin. }
Vasco Dias: Everytime Angel comes to the ring I literally get chills.
Terri Morasco: Itās hard not to be intimidated by his presence.
Vasco Dias: Itās like looking into the sun, amazing and terrifying all at the same time.
Terri Morasco: As you mentioned, Angel has been undefeated since the Roulette and you have to imagine he plans to keep picking up wins as he heads into Night of the Immortals.
Vasco Dias: Absolutely. Angel is in the best shape of his career, Steve Awesome has quite the challenger on his hands.
{ Weāve got Warren Suffering on referee duty who quickly checks with both combatants before calling for the bell. Blake comes out of his corner like a canon ball and cracks Phillip Deforrest with Divine Justice right off the bat! }
Vasco Dias: Divine Justice! The most devastating running knee in the business!
Terri Morasco: He nearly took Phillipās head off with that knee!
{ Blake quickly hooks the head of Phillip and connects with the running bulldog called Heavenās Fury! Angel is right on Phillip, driving his elbow into the neck of Deforrest while making the cover but Phillip kicks out at two. }
Terri Morasco: Angel is trying to end this one quickly.
Vasco Dias: A man of his ability could surely end this match whenever he chooses.
{ Blake sneers as he pulls Phillip up to his feet. Deforrest connects with several hard elbow shots to Angelās midsection. Angel backs off and Deforrest grabs him with a backbreaker! Phillip is up to his feet and is getting the crowd behind him a little. }
Terri Morasco: Deforrest with picture perfect backbreaker.
Vasco Dias: He needs to press the advantage while he has it.
{ Angel is getting up and Phillip hits him with a big time spear. Deforrest makes the cover but itās only a one count. Phillip pulls Angel up but Blake hits a spinning heel kick and then a hard backfist! }
Vasco Dias: Blake on the comeback now!
{ Blake fires off several palm strikes to the face and chest of Deforrest before hitting a Genocide Kick that spins Phillip around. Blake grabs Deforrest and drills him hard with Divine Wrath! }
Terri Morasco: A nasty looking snap german suplex.
Vasco Dias: Blake has perfected causing pain.
{ Phillip tries to get back up but he is clearly staggered now. Angel takes to the second rope and comes off with Divine Punishment which just drives the top of Deforrestās head into the canvas. Angel makes the cover but pulls Phillipās head up at two! }
Vasco Dias: Angel isnāt ready to put Phillip away.
Terri Morasco: Blake is sending a clear message to the World Champion.
{ Blake helps Phillip up to his feet, he makes the sign of the cross then connects with a second Genocide Kick and immediately pulls Phillip in for the DEADLIGHTS!!! Phillip is knocked out cold as Angel covers his opponent for ONE! TWO! THREE!!! }
Terri Morasco: Angel with another victory on his way to Night of the Immortals.
Vasco Dias: I feel like I say this every single year, but Angel is the most dangerous man in the IWF.
{ Blake stands over the fallen Deforrest as he takes a microphone in his hand. }
Angel Blake: Steve Awesomeā¦
{ He says as the orchestra version of Gateways plays quietly in the background. }
Angel Blake: You get what you deserveā¦
{ Blake drops the mic and throws his arms out as flames erupt from the ring posts and the metal version of Gateways kicks in from where the orchestra left off. }
Vasco Dias: What does that mean? Does that have to do with whatever Mandi told Steve at Spring Knockout???
Terri Morasco: I guess we will find out later tonight.
{ Angel continues to stand there amongst the flames as we head to commercial. }
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Who is the 2020 Iron Maiden?
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{ "Love Bites (So Do I)" begins playing as the crowd pops to life. We see Fiona McFly standing on-stage, trademark whip in hand as she walks down to the ring with a look of stoicism on her face. }
Terri Morasco: For the second time in her career, Fiona has won the Iron Maiden!
Vasco Dias: Dawn Halliwell just gave herself up, Terri!
Terri Morasco: It was a sign of respect, perhaps a burying of a proxy hatchet that had been around for years.
{ Catching a mike from an attendant, Fiona hops into the ring as the song fades. Despite her stoic look on the outside, on the inside...this meant a lot to her. This was a journey that was eighteen months in the making -- nine of which were spent undergoing physical and mental rehab, the other nine spent back on the road and doing what she loved the most. Taking in the cheers, Fiona raised up the stick -- sensing that time has begun to slow down in her head. }
Fiona McFly: I've had a week to process the Iron Maiden in my mind, and I...well, to try and explain what this means to me would be quite difficult for me. That being said...
{ Fiona paused, closing her eyes to let the moments sink in. }
Fiona McFly: ...if you all were to me that eighteen months ago, I'd be standing here as the 2020 Iron Maiden, I would've probably had you all committed. The truth is, there is someone on this roster I owe a favour to, and...well, I can only think of one way to repay this kind of a debt. Four years ago, I stood in this very ring as an Iron Maiden, looking forward to that wonderful opportunity at Night of the Immortals. Yet that night got me to think...that whilst it was nice being there, there is still something missing -- that moment of becoming a Champion.
{ The crowd cheers. }
Fiona McFly: 'Cos as somebody reminded me, it's about having nothing else in this life except for that big dance ahead of you. And all I'm going to say to you, Gabi, is this simple thing:
{ Fiona cleared her throad and gave off a slight wink. }
Fiona McFly: (in Texas twang) I ain't done yet!
{ "Love Bites (So Do I)" plays again as Fiona makes the "belt on her shoulder" motion, all the while peering up at the big Night of the Immortals banner that hangs prominently to celebrate the event. }
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Abraxes wants Dirk Manly
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The scene opens up with the IWFN logo. Their music starts to play before it slows down and stutters. The image flickers, much as if it was old film real before heatspots bloom across the screen. The music fades out as the image melts away.
Then we are greeted with the image of Abraxes on the Please Standby background. There is an ominous error tone. Steady with a deep bass that seems to penetrate into your very soul.
Abraxes: Dirk Manly.
The Please Standby image falls away to reveal Abraxesā grinning visage.
Abraxes: You recognize me as a blight. You may be wiser than your peers. Or perhaps you have not accepted the inevitable as they have. It matters not for you will all fall just the same. But you have gathered my attention. I know that is what you wanted. You wanted me to see you. You want everyone to see you.
Abraxes clicks his teeth together at the camera, breathing deeply.
Abraxes: I do see you. Your filthy, boring pride. You know that I will be coming for you. Coming to put an end to your sins. To leave you wracked in torment for all eternity. So you try to prevent the inevitable. You offer riches and influence to anyone who will remove me. But I can not be stopped. And none are interested in trying. Cease your games Dirk Manly. Face me directly. I will give you the suffering that you so desire. I will release you from your sins with wicked torment.
He titters loudly, slapping himself on the side of his head.
Abraxes: It will be glorious. It will be wonderful. Perhaps when you have been scourged with fire you will serve me. But I doubt itā¦. You are far to weak, to scared. You will writhe in the Pit as you are tormented and your screams will be a ballad to our ears. Worry not. Soon you will dream.
Abraxes clicks his teeth together rapidly before the image cuts.
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SINGLES MATCH
Candy Kane vs Mandi Matthews
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Terri Morasco: Next up, we are going to have a match that hopes to solve a few issues once and for all, Vasco!
Vasco Dias: Candy Kane is going to knock out Mandi Matthews?
Terri Morasco: It has happened before.
Vasco Dias: Itās gonna happen again!
{As the Me Too - Meghan Trainor starts Candy struts down the ramp before climbing into the ropes posing for the crowd.}
Vasco Dias: Just look at how beautiful and stunning Steve Awesomeās NEW girlfriend is!
Terri Morasco: Well she is beautiful, I will give her that, but Candy is up against a very prime and ready Mandi Matthews here tonight.
{Umbrella by All Time Low starts rocking the speakers as Mandi Matthews steps out onto the stage, a bit overwhelmed in a good way by all the people and there warm reception. She jams a bit to the music and then she jogs down to the ring as the chorus plays.}
Because when the sun shines we'll shine together
Told you I'll be here forever
Said I'll always be your friend
Took an oath I'ma stick it out 'til the end
{She slides into the ring and jams out the song with the crowd as they chant along.}
Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that we'll still have each other
You can stand under my umbrella
You can stand under my umbrella-ella-ella-ay-ay-ay
Under my umbrella-ella-ella-ay-ay-ay
{The music slowly fades as Mandi smiles at the crowd.}
Terri Morasco: And the face on Mandi Matthews says it all. This match is about putting all this drama behind her. She doesnāt care who Steve dates. Mandi doesnāt know why Candy keeps coming back around to cause drama. Sheās sick of the social media and the names and insults and ambushes. Mandi Matthews is ready to end it, tonight.
Vasco Dias: We will see if she can.
{Mandi and Candy come face to face in the ring. Candy is running her mouth and Mandi just keeps the confident stare. The bell rings and the match starts and both women immediately start throwing lefts and rights. Mandi gets the better of the altercation and shoves Candy back into the corner. Mandi throws lefts and rights and until all Candy could do was get her hands up to the block and the ref finally gets in between to break things up.}
Terri Morasco: Mandi is showing some real aggression here!
Vasco Dias: Candy isnāt going to stand for this!
{The ref breaks up the melee and while the ref is distracted with Mandi, Candy comes running out of the corner looking for a cheap shot! But Mandi saw it coming and hits a super quick arm drag. Candy slaps the mat in frustration and comes running back again and this time Mandi hits another really high angled and snappy hip toss. Candy really felt that one and she yells out in pain. Candy is still up though and she runs right back into Mandi who sends her up and sailing with a big back body drop with some extra elevation as best as she could muster. Candy lands flat backed and she cries out in pain!)
Terri Morasco: You are right Vasco, Candy isnāt standing for this at all.
Vasco Dias: And now Mandi goes for a submission!
{Mandi grabs Candy by the head but Ca day yells and screams acting like sheās getting her hair pulled even though Mandi wasnāt. The ref yells at Mandi and while sheās getting reprimanded Candy gets up and yanks Mandi to the ground by her hair. Mandi hits hard on her head. Candy hits a few stomps as Mandi looks dazed.}
Terri Morasco: Mandi hit her head hard.
Vasco Dias: Now itās Candys turn.
{Candy goes to pick up Mandi but Mandi hits a roll up out of nowhere! 1ā¦...2ā¦..3!!!!!}
Terri Morasco: Wait! Oh my god! Mandi did it!
Vasco Dias: WHAT!? Candy canāt believe it! Neither can I!
{Mandi is still dazed as Candy argues with the ref. He ensures her it was three! So Candy flips out and starts stomping her. Then she goes out and gets a chair. Candy is stalking Mandi with the chair.}
Terri Morasco: Oh boy. Candy has bad intentions! Mandi is still dazed she can hardly defend right now.
Vasco Dias: Mandi will put the past behind her by having her memory erased with that chair.
{Suddenly, Smells Like Teen Spirit by Nirvana start playing and ZELDA KNITE walks into the stage! Candy looks shocked to see her as Zelda comes running down to the ring!}
Terri Morasco: Zelda Knite is here! She has seen enough!
Vasco Dias: Candy look out!
{Zelda yells at Candy and rips the chair out of her hands as Mandi gets to her feet. Zelda cusses out Candy a bit more before turning and blasting Mandi over the head with the steel hair!!!}
Terri Morasco: Oh my god! Why did you do that for!?
Vasco Dias: Zelda and Candy are on the same page!!
{Zelda and Candy hug it out and take turns stomping Mandi!}
Vasco Dias: So much for putting everything behind Mandi, Terri.
Terri Morasco: Now Mandi is right back where she started with all this! I want some answers damn it
{Fade to commercial as Zelda and Candy beat on Mandi Matthews.}
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Who is the World Television Champion?
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{The camera comes on to Warren Kane holding the World Television title over his shoulder}
Warren Kane: I'm going to be honest. This feels good. It feels right. I fought a lot of really good men to get this title and I want to thank them for putting their all into that match.
{Warren smiles at the camera.}
Warren Kane: I can not wait to see who my first defense will be against. I know whoever it will be will put me through my paces and I want you to know I am ready and waiting for it.
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SINGLES MATCH
Jack Ferriman vs Johnny Stylez
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Alison Valance: The following contest is a loser leaves IWF Match!!! Introducing first from Seattle, Washington Jack Ferriman!!!!
{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 thelong black coat he is wearing over his ring gear and cracking his neck. 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.}
Terri Morasco: Both Jack Ferriman and Johnny Stylez have been on a losing streak of late and it seems that IWF management feels like there isnāt any room on the roster for one of these men.
Vasco Dias: Can you blame them? These two have been a total waste of a paycheck lately. I mean Johnny Stylez lost to Adel Travent last week and that guy never wins.
Alison Valance: His opponent from New Orleans, Louisiana LA Johnny Stylez!!!!
{~*~ 4:19 ~*~
-GoT-
-A-
-MiNuTe?!?-
-Flashes over the titantron, as green smoke begins to fill the entry way. The arena goes completely blackĆ¢ā¬Ā¦and then
~ExPLoSiOn~
-Looking Back At Me-
-I See That I Never Really Got It Right-
- I Never Stopped To Think Of You-
-IĆ¢ā¬ā¢m Always Wrapped Up In Things I Cannot Win-
-You Are The Antidote That Gets Me By-
- Something Strong Like A Drug That Gets Me-
-H.I.G.H.-
Cold by Crossfade plays over the loud speaker as out struts the Paragona of Americana , LA Johnny Stylez. Stylez moves with the rhythm of the music while yelling at the crowd. Naturally Stylez is met with a course of boos so loud that it almost shakes the arena. Stylez is dressed in a pair of baggy cargo pants and he is wearing a P.o.P T-shirt OutsiderĆ¢ā¬ā¢s style. On the front of the shirt is P.o.P in white bold letters with (Players of Perfection) written in captions. Stylez is wearing a pair of silver oakleys and he has a cigarette hanging from his lips. After dancing to his music and taunting the fans, Stylez makes his way down the ramp.
-What I Really Meant To Say-
-Is That IĆ¢ā¬ā¢m Sorry For The Way-
-I AM-
-NeVeR MeAnT To Be-
-So Cold-
Stylez arrogantly struts to the ring, stopping to blow smoke in the face of a few fans sitting front row. Stylez then puts his cigarette out, and slides in the ring on his stomach. He then shoots up and immediately begins talking trash to the fans, who are letting him have it. Stylez walks up to the ring announcer and playfully slaps them over the head a few times, before walking over to the turnbuckle and laying across it pretending to fall asleep as he awaits his opponent and or the bell.}
Vasco Dias: I know Iām not supposed to play favorites, but look at that jerk. I hope Jack wipes the floor with his stupid blue hair.
Terri Morasco: Judging by the reaction from the fans as he made his way to the ring, you are not the only one Vasco.
{The bell rings and Jack Ferriman charges out of his corner like a man possessed and spears the bigger man before laying into him with a series of clubbing blows. Stylez is able to use his size to throw jack away before rolling to the floor to regroup. Keeping on the pressure Ferriman sprints across the ring and shoots between the ropes driving Stylez spine first into the guard rail with a tope suicida. The Jack of All Trades grips Johnny by the wrist and goes to whip the man from The Big Easy against the ring apron, but Stylez reverses and sends Ferriman sternum first into the hard steel of the ring frame. Looking to end things quickly Johnny reaches down and begins to pull back the padding meant to protect wrestlers from the unforgiving concrete arena floor.}
Terri Morasco: I donāt know what Stylez has planned, but this does not look good for Jack Ferriman.
Vasco Dias: I guess we can all just hope that it comes back to bite him in the ass.
Terri Morasco: Vasco, language!
Vasco Dias: What? There are only three words that I cannot say on the air according to my contract @##$, #%$^%#, and @#%@#$! See ass is not one of them.
{Satisfied that the concrete is bare Johnny lifts Ferriman up onto his shoulders looking for The Hero Killer, but Jack easily wiggles free and plants Stylez back first into the bare concrete with a snap suplex. LA arches his back and screams in agony, but Jack continues to robotically take him out with a big double foot gut stomp from atop the ring steps. Rolling his opponent back into the ring Ferriman makes the coverā¦
Oneā¦
Twoā¦
Thrā¦}
Terri Morasco: Somehow Johnny Stylez was able to get his shoulders up at the very last moment.
Vasco Dias: Iāll give the prick credit, heās resilient. Kind of reminds me a little bit of a cockroach.
{Smelling blood in the water Ferriman pulls Johnny to a vertical base before hoisting him up onto his shoulders, but Stylezās height makes it too awkward and the blue haired grappler is able to fall free and counter with a half nelson German that bounces Jackās skull off of the canvas. A cocky smile on his face Johnny grabs a handful of Ferrimanās spiked blonde locks and begins to pull him to his feet. Posturing for the jeering crowd he rears back for the backhand slap he calls The Best Move ever, but Jack strikes first with a wicked palm strike to Stylezās gut. Johnny releases his grip on The Jack of All Tradeās hair and jack keeps on the offense with palm strike after palm strike driving Johnny Stylez back towards the corner. When the man from the Pelican State has no where to run Jack hits a big turning uppercut into the chin of Johnny Stylez turning the bigger manās legs into limp spaghetti.}
Terri Morasco: No Limit!!!! We could be seeing the last of Johnny Stylez here in IWF!
Vasco Dias: God I hope so!
{Ferriman makes the cover and cradles Johnnyās leg.
Oneā¦
Twoā¦
Three!!!!!}
Alison Valance: Your winner Jack Ferriman!!!!!
{The crowd begins to sing Nah Nah Nah! Hey Hey Hey! Goodbye! At Johnny Stylez and in a rare show of emotion a smirk comes across the lips of Jack Ferriman as he rolls out of the ring and heads towards the back.}
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What did Mandi say to Steve Awesome at Spring Knockout?
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Terri Morasco: Well Angel has claimed that Steve Awesome deserved whatever bad news he got. Iām having a hard time disagreeing with the Roulette winner, Vasco.
Vasco Dias: Well you know, I hate to see the world champion in such a state of despair, but Steve has been getting the best of a lot of people. Eventually everyoneās karma catches up to them. Whatever it isā¦
{Suddenly Steve Awesome steps out into the ramp. No music, no pomp, no strut. He walks slowly out onto the stage. His eyes covered by sunglasses but you could still see the tears streaming down his cheeks.}
Terri Morasco: Certainly not the typical entrance of Steve Awesome.
Vasco Dias: Well heās hurting, Terri.
Terri Morasco: Oh please. Steve Awesome is an actor and a liar. You really believe him?
{Steve raises the microphone, slowly, searching for the words to speak. He opens his mouth and he is cut off by the crowd and all of the boos and jeers.}
Terri Morasco: I donāt think this crowd believes him either.
Vasco Dias: They wont even let the poor guy speak.
Terri Morasco: Stop encouraging this farce.
{Steve goes to speak again, but before he can open his mouth the crowd is instantly booing him as loud as they can. A āYou Deserve Itā chant breaks out in the audience. More tears stream down Steveās face as the crowd really let him have it.}
Vasco Dias: Man, I kinda feel bad for him.
Terri Morasco: Dont fall for those crocodile tears, Vasco, no one else has.
{Steve takes a deep breath and collects himself and brings the mic up, but again the crowd completely rips him to shreds. They start a āwhy you cryin?ā chant.}
Vasco Dias: Okay maybe thatās uncalled for.
Terri Morasco: Are you kidding me? After every thing he has done, and everyone heās hurt, you honestly think I should feel sorry for him?
{The crowd wonāt even let him raise the mic, they immediately just start booing and yelling and screaming.}
Vasco Dias: I know. He isnāt exactly the pope. When was the last time you saw Steve like this? Look at him Terri.
Terri Morasco: Oh I see him. Heās the scum of the Earth is what he is. Give me one good reason why I should ever feel sorry for Steve Awesome?
Steve Awesome: Tommy Richter is dead.
Terri Morasco: What?
{Steve quickly drops the mic and breaks down. He covers his face and sobs as he walks off stage. The boos and jeers slowly fade away into an awkward murmur throughout the arena.}
Terri Morasco: I Uhā¦.well I didnāt expect that.
Vasco Dias: I knew something was up. Tommy Richter is dead, Terri. Did Steve Awesome deserve that? Did Tommy?
Terri Morasco: I...ermā¦.no.
{Strained silence.}
{Commercial break.}
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SINGLES MATCH
On location at the Sayed Estate
Almir Sayed vs Nighthawk
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LIVE FROM THE SAYED ESTATE!
{ āSnake Charmerā by Annon Domini begins to play as Haseem steps out through the curtain onto the personal stage at Almirās lavish estate with the title above his head āSAYED WORLD WRESTLING!ā Haseem smiles and waves to several dozen cardboard cutouts of Haseem that surround the ring with piped in cheers. }
Haseem: It is my honor, my privilege, my sacred duty to introduce to you the MONEY MAKER!!! ALMIR!!! SAYED!!!
{ With that, Almir steps out through the curtain with arms thrown out and his head held back. The faux crowd cheers him like crazy as he looks out with a smile. Together the two men head down the steps 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! }
Live via screen in screen, Vasco Dias and Terri Morasco!
Terri Morasco: I canāt believe we are still doing this.
Vasco Dias: Doing what?
Terri Morasco: Commenting on Almirās matches while he wrestles at home.
Vasco Dias: Thereās a pandemic outside, Terri!?
Terri Morasco: Not according to Roberto Verona!
Vasco Dias: And since when is he a medical professional!?
Terri Morasco: Wellā¦ Heās not butā¦ Canāt we just agree that this is insane?
Vasco Dias: That Almir wants to be safe during this trying time!?
Terri Morasco: I just canāt with you.
Vasco Dias: I just hope Nighthawk took a antibacterial bath before he entered the Sayed Estate.
{ Almir paces in his ring with Haseem in the background in a referee shirt. Finally Almir stops to face the hard camera. }
Almir Sayed: So the ālegendaryā man of nine hundred and ninety nine holds finally decided to accept my challenge and join me here in the Sayed Estate for a match?
Terri Morasco: 999 holds?
Vasco Dias: The council of masters of 1000 holds took away his membership.
Terri Morasco: So he forgot a hold?
Vasco Dias: Thatās how it works, yes.
Terri Morasco: Didnāt he get his membership back?
Vasco Dias: Shhhh.
{ Almir sneers. }
Almir Sayed: Well Mr. Hawk. I am the master of one thousand ways to win and once you enter my estate, enter my ring, I will show you each and every one of those ways! Haseem! Announce my competition.
{ Almir hands his microphone over to Haseem. }
Haseem: It is with great displeasure that I announce the Chosen Oneās next victory, a man hailing from the disgusting city of Chicago, Illinois. He used to be a master of one thousand holds but now he is just the guy without a line at IWF meet and greets! He isā¦. Nighthawk.
{Nighthawk steps through the curtain, his music pointedly absent, still in his ring jacket and ring gear because he conducts himself as a professional at all times.}
Nighthawk: āAlmir, I did get my membership back, but I donāt need to use all 1000 or 999. You will only take one..ā
{ Almir laughs to himself as he looks at Haseem who then starts laughing as well. Almir takes the microphone back. }
Almir Sayed: You truly are missing your calling as a stand up comedian. Honestly. One move to beat me? The chosen one? That is the funniest thing I have heard this year. You should try out for Americaās Got Talent. Well, that may be a high bar. Perhaps Australiaās Got Talent.
Nighthawk: āJust one, Almir. Try me and see.ā
Terri Morasco: Nighthawk and Almir having a little war of words before this match
Vasco Dias: Almir better be careful what he wishes for here.
{ Almir backs up slightly as Nighthawk approaches the ring. }
Almir Sayed: Now slowdown there āmasterā. I donāt know where youāve been, who has coughed on. I cannot risk my health mere weeks from the biggest night of the wrestling year.
{ Nighthawk rolls his eyes, he knew this was coming. }
Terri Morasco: What is Almir getting at here?
Vasco Dias: He doesnāt want to risk his health!
Terri Morasco: He asked for this match!
{ Almir gives the nod to Haseem who tears away his referee shirt and trainer pants to reveal heās in full ring gear. }
Almir Sayed: That is why you will be facing my esteemed colleague tonight!
Terri Morasco: Oh come on!
Vasco Dias: I love it!
{ Removing his ring jacket as he enters the ring, Nighthawk turns his eyes to Almir and never lets them leave him even as Haseem comes up from behind him and tries to swing on him only for Nighthawk to simply hit a blind over-the-shoulder armdrag which sends Haseem into a neutral corner. Still keeping his eyes on Almir, Nighthawk gets a running start and lands 3 straight Concussions on Demand, before locking in the Hangmanās Clutch until Haseem not just taps out but literally cries in submission. }
Vasco Dias: Damn that was fast!
Terri Morasco: Nighthawk isnāt paid by the hour!
{ Almir tries to get the drop on Nighthawk but he is more than aware of his rival and quickly gets to his feet to meet him. Almir was halfway through the ropes but slowly steps back out with his hands up in the air, nodding and then giving Nighthawk the old golf clap. }
Terri Morasco: Nighthawk is ready for war tonight.
Vasco Dias: Dare I say he looks better than ever.
Terri Morasco: I can see why Almir is backing down like a coward.
Vasco Dias: He doesnāt want to risk his health!
{ Almir backs up across his gymnasium while Nighthawk sits on the second rope giving Almir easy access to the ring. }
Almir Sayed: No, no, not tonight. And certainly not on free television.
{ Nighthawk clearly says āAnytime, any place.ā as Almir continues to look for the nearest exit, finally backing into the door that leads outside. }
Almir Sayed: Now get out of my ring before I call the police!
{ Nighthawk steps through the ropes like heās going to go after Almir but Sayed quickly ducks out the exit as Nighthawk just shakes his head. }
Terri Morasco: If not tonight at his estate in a match he asked for, then when!?
Vasco Dias: When he feels his health is being properly looked after.
Terri Morasco: I canāt take this anymore.
{ Nighthawk exits the ring and looks into the camera saying āI know the perfect time and the perfect match.ā Before turning away and heading for the make shift entrance as we head to a commercial break. }
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SEGMENT
A word from our sponsors.
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{Camera comes up on Tim Hawkins, a representative from the IWF merchandising team.}
Tim Hawkins: Good evening everyone! In these changing times we at IWF.com's merchandising department know that your finances are more stretched now than they might usually be. In recognition of that, as well as understanding the loyalty and devotion that we are lucky enough for our fans to show, we're offering a 35% discount on ALL IWF branded products for the rest of May! That's right, just over a full third off of... wait, who are...? No. No oh god no please don't...!
{A figure wearing a purple suit blurs into view from off camera, laughing as he knocks Hawkins to the ground with a strike of a crowbar. Hawkins shouts for help, but is swiftly knocked unconscious as the man hits him repeatedly before sitting down in Hawkins' chair. It is Ethan King, a splattering of blood on his face.}
Ethan King: Capitalists, right? No no no, DON'T YOU DARE MOVE! You stay RIGHT there behind the camera and keep it focused... on... me. Good. See? Now where was I? Ah right.
{Ethan adjusts a non-present tie - indeed, he is bare-chested under the open suit - and leans forward.}
Ethan King: Some of you have been wondering when I'm going to get my "just desserts" for all of the... assorted mayhem and violent sundry that I've been inflicting on the Hashtag Everyone Around Me Trademarked. Some of you are thinking there's no justice in the world if a maniac like me can just do whatever I want without punishment! It's the question on so many lips - Will Ethan King Be Punished.
{He winks, leering into the camera.}
Ethan King: That's my secret. My trump card. My justification and get-out-of-jail-free. The truth is... I already HAVE been punished. Oh, yes. I have been made to suffer pain and indignities, trauma of the body and of the mind more than I had ever thought I would be able to BEAR. I was punished for a crime I hadn't even committed yet, and it was taken to an extreme the likes of which I never would of expected...
... But then I broke freeeeeeeeeee-hee hee hee hee!
{Ethan giggles insanely for a few moments before comporting himself.}
Ethan King: It's a fascinating idea for criminal justice reform, isn't it? Have centers aaaaaalll over America where people line up and walk up to an official in an officials hat and say "Officer I Would Like To Apply To Commit Crime!" Then they go over their insurance and their rates and options and then - BOOM. They're sent to jail, or charged a fine, or... whatever. Punished before the crime is committed. But then! When they get out of their punishment... then they get to do the crime they initially applied for! They go and do themselves a robbery or a murder or an embezzle and then they get to live the rest of their lives enjoying nothing but the benefits of their criminal activity!
Of course, anyone caught doing crime without an application would be publicly beaten to death and fed to a tank of rabid crocodiles before a life audience. Put a little Roman Spectacle back in our justice. I bet you crime would plummet - and those that were committed would only be done by those who think its really... REALLY worth it."
{Tim groans in pain, causing Ethan to irritably give him another solid thwack with his crowbar before continuing, leaning in to the camera so that his face fills the screen.}
Ethan King: I've already been punished for these crimes... and a hundred crimes more. A thousand crimes - A MILLION crimes more. And I'm gonna get my punishment's worth. Oooooh yes. I'm going to make sure that I didn't overpay... one... second.
Does that make you feel better? Is it good knowing that justice has already been served? Put your little minds at ease? I hope so. Because now you know that every beating... every mauling... every cheating and stabbing and crippling...
... it's all fair.
It's all RIGHT.
It's all... Just!
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Triple Threat
For a chance to fight the Imperial Diamonds Champion at Night of the immortals
1,000 word limit
Diamond Steele vs Dawn Halliwell vs Rosa Deluca
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{ Lights dim as the opening riffs to Shoot to Thrill hit, and flashes of white light begin to pulse along with the music as it picks up pace. The stage fills with dry ice as Dawn steps out from backstage, smiling manically and rocking out to the music. She points to the crowd and tries to get them pumped up. When the chorus hits, she raises her fists in the air as she lets out a shout of excitement punctuated by a blast of simple white pyro around her. She holds that pose until the second iteration of "Shoot to Thrill" in the chorus, at which point she charges into the ring and slides in, spinning with the momentum to her feet as she urges the crowd to get to their feet and rock along with her. After a few moments she will settle into her corner. }
Terri Morasco: Time for our main event, folks! The winner will get the shot at Virginia Stepanov at Night of the Immortals!
Vasco Dias: It can't be Dawn. I mean, seriously...she gave up the Iron Maiden!
Terri Morasco: Did ya even bother to LISTEN to me the last time we had this discussion?!
Vasco Dias: About respect?! Pffft...the only things that matter to me are dollar signs and Dutch hookers!
Terri Morasco: ...will you STOP!?!
{ Diamond and the Gem Stones begins to blare all across the sound system and as it does we are able to see the likes of the Gem Stones playing on a tron. Ruby, Emerald, and Sapphire are all playing various instruments as we are able to see Diamond Steele emerging from the curtain with a microphone in her hand. She sings as loudly as she can to the sound of roaring boos. Accompanying is that of her husband "Lady Steele" The Drag Queen. He smirks as he pushes up his breasts as he tells the crowd to pipe down. Kate smirks as she just sings loudly which results in even more boos. Diamond finally makes it to the ring and she quickly runs up the ring steps as she grabs the turnbuckle as hard as she can. She immediately leap frogs over the ropes and bounces about before she points at the crowd who boos louder than before. She flips them off as she throws the microphone to the side. She smirks as she opens up a pocket mirror and takes a moment to admire how beautiful her hair is as she waits for the match to begin. Lady Steele just smirks as he claps for his wife on the outside of the ring. }
Vasco Dias: Kate wants another go-'round?! How many does this one make!?!
Terri Morasco: Does it really matter?!
{The arena goes dark before blue strobe lights flash wildly as A''Made For This'' by City Wolf goes through the arena before Rosa De Luca walks through the curtain to a rumble of the crowd extending her arms as the lights go back up. She walks the walk down to the ring and slides into her corner, waiting for the match to start.}
Terri Morasco: This is gonna be quite the fun matchup! Only one of these three will walk out with an Imperial Diamond title shot at Night of the Immortals!
Vasco Dias: You said that already...
[DING-DING-DING!!!]
{ Blue Shoes called for the bell, and this match was quite exhilerating with plenty of roller-coaster action from all three women involved. For the most part, Rosa De Luca wound up on the wrong end of Kate and Dawn's double-team action, but the truce is short-lived as eight minutes in, Kate hits Rosa with a scintillating float-over DDT! }
Vasco Dias: Boom!
Terri Morasco: This could be the end!
{ Kate goes for the cover, but Dawn is there to break it up at two! Kate and Dawn decide to trade punches, leaving Rosa to collect her thoughts as she rolls out of the ring and onto the floor! Inside, Dawn shoots Kate into the ropes and hits her with a dropkick, followed by a second. One "Ride the Lightning" Perfect-plex later, and Steele has herself being pinned... }
1...!
2...!!
{ But Rosa connects with a high-flying missile dropkick from the third buckle to break up the pin! }
Terri Morasco: Rosa's back in this match!
Vasco Dias: It won't last...
{ Rosa yanks Kate up by the hair and chucks her unceremoniously out of the ring! But as she turned out, she winds up being on the business end of Dawn's patented THUNDERSTRUCK stunner! }
Vasco Dias: NOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
{ Dawn goes for the pinfall... }
1...!
2...!!
{ Kate pulls herself back into the ring, but is just a millisecond too late as the referee counts to... }
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[DING-DING-DING!!!]
{ AC/DC's "Shoot to Thrill" begins playing as Dawn celebrates her victory. She, like Fiona did earlier in the night, points up to the big Night of the Immortals banner as the show comes to a close. }
Well howdy there pardner.