IWF Presents: Monday Night Sacrifice August 17th 2020

IWF Presents: Monday Night Sacrifice August 17th 2020 Aug 18, 2020 23:44:44 GMT

Post by Eddie D. on Aug 18, 2020 23:44:44 GMT

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SINGLES MATCH
Hercules the Monster vs Jack Ferriman
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{ Fireworks explode as we kick off this installment of Monday Night Sacrifice. The fans in Amarillo are pumped for this event, many flashing signs that read "MARRY ME, FI -- I HAVE GEICO!!!", "RIDE THE WAVE", "PTB FOR PRISON 2020", and several others. }

Terri Morasco: Welcome to Amarillo, Texas! Welcome to historic Potter County Memorial Stadium! Welcome to Monday Night Sacrifice!

Vasco Dias: Are we done with this tour yet...?!

Terri Morasco: Don't start! Under clear skies and temperatures in the upper-80s, we've got three hours of wrestling in store for you, including--

{ At that moment, Halestorm's "Love Bites (So Do I)" begins to play, eliciting a huge roar from the crowd! Former Women's World Champion Fiona McFly, clad in Western boots, blue jeans, and her patented "RELISH THIS." green T-shirt, marches through the curtain and down the ramp. She heads toward the announcer's position, not taking her eyes off Vasco Dias for a single moment. }

Vasco Dias: Oh, dear God...

Terri Morasco: Karma, Vasco. It's comin' your way...!

{ Fiona bumps Vasco, who was the direct cause of the former's road accident nearly a week-and-a-half ago that totaled her Kia Niro, off to the side -- much like how a manager would bump an umpire in baseball during a heated argument over balls and strikes -- and plants herself next to Vasco. He's now sandwiched in-between two women, and Terri can't help but snicker at his expense. }

Fiona McFly: Vasco...I'll deal with YOU after this match, a'right?! You're not gonna like what I've got planned for you...

Terri Morasco: Got anything to say, Vasco...?!

Vasco Dias: Ummm...Mommy...

{ Vasco's facial expression says it all -- he looks like he's about to shit in his pants! Meanwhile, the lights in the arena flickers as Ain't no grave plays as outcomes Hercules the monster in hand cuffs and shackles around his feet. As he walks to ring with hate in his eyes and angry. }

Terri Morasco: The Monster, Hercules, is here!

Fiona McFly: I know very little about him, but he does look like a cute guy. A bit temperamental, but cute nonetheless.

Vasco Dias: ...

Terri Morasco: I think the cat just cut off Vasco's tongue...

{ As Fiona chuckles at Vasco's expense, 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. }

Fiona McFly: Jack Ferriman, he's such a darling...

Terri Morasco: He's got guts being back inside that ring after being power-bombed through our announce table last week at the hands of Abraxes.

Fiona McFly: That's what I like about him. The guy's got heart, reminds me of another Jack I used to know...

Vasco Dias: The dead guy...?!

Terri Morasco: WILL YOU STOP!?!

{ Fiona is counting down the minutes in mind until she's able to get a hand on Vasco. Meanwhile, Blue Shoes calls for the bell... }

[DING!!!]

{ This was a relatively short match, six minutes long and featuring nothing but brawling by both men. Hercules gets in a pair of solid forearms to Ferriman's nogging before shooting him into the ropes; Jack bounces off the strands and into a massive clothesline! A knee drop later, and Hercules goes for the cover -- only to get a two-count! But this match belonged to Jack Ferriman, who took control over the IWF newcomer with a pair of headbutts, followed by a big boot to the schnozz as Hercules bounces off the ropes! Ferriman grabs his opponent and applies a stalling suplex -- before letting out a fierce war cry! }

Fiona McFly: Jack's pumped up already!

Terri Morasco: This one could be history!

{ Yup, Terri's right. Hercules can't seem to get the fuzzies out of his head as Ferriman gives the signal. Once Hercules finds himself on both knees, Jack makes is move -- BAM!!! He plasters the rookie with his patented MAKE PEACE roundhouse kick, and Hercules is laid out spread-eagle in the center of the ring as Ferriman goes for the cover! }

1...!

2...!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[DING-DING-DING!!!]

Terri Morasco: Jack Ferriman with a dominant performance to open up tonight!

Fiona McFly: I was impressed. I really, really was...

{ "What's Up Danger" begins playing again as Jack Ferriman celebrates his victory! As he and Hercules make their departures to the backstage area, that's when Fiona stands up and makes her way into the squared circle! The music fades out as Fiona takes in the cheers, but doesn't keep her eyes off Vasco as she's handed Alison's microphone. }

Fiona McFly: Terri, if you don't mind...would you be so kind as to escort Vasco to the ring for me, please?

{ The crowd roars as Vasco shakes his head. Terri grabs her announce partner by the forearm and guides him toward the squared circle. He tries to resist, but Terri grabs him by the scruff of his neck and dumps him in the hard way! As the crowd noise swells, Vasco Dias is on his knees and wide-eyed, begging for mercy as Fiona paces around the ring like a caged animal that's ready to pounce. }

Fiona McFly: Vasco...did you think that you could skirt off with a free pass just 'cos I'm a woman who, in your words, screams like a banshee when she's angered?! Did you REALLY think that you could just get away with...hrmmm, texting whilst driving and fleeing the scene of a road accident?!

{ Fiona paused, looking Vasco in the eyes as he slowly stands up and faces his judge and jury. }

Vasco Dias: I-I-I...I swear to God, Fiona! I didn't know you were the one who rear-ended me! Yea, you had the right-of-way in the fast lane, yea...you were doin' the speed limit. Here, take this--

{ Vasco reaches into his pants pocket and pulls out his wallet. The fans laugh their asses off as he throws out #20 bills, credit and debit cards, and business cards from taxi and limo companies around the world! He gets back on his hands and knees, begging Fiona to "take it!" as she just shakes her head. }

Fiona McFly: Vasco...GET UP!!!

{ Her sharp, banshee-like scream causes the crowd to pop! Vasco looks absolutely mortified as he pulls himself back to his feet. }

Fiona McFly: I don't want your fucking money. This is professional wrestling, not Grand Theft Auto...and here, we entertain people. So Vasco...in light of the fact that this stadium will be torn down in a month or two, I want to give these fans one more memory that they can share and pass onto their children and beyond, forever and ever. I want YOU to entertain then...by singing a wonderfully popular country-western tune...

{ Fiona smiled, nodding her head as the right song came into her mind. }

Fiona McFly: ..."Amarillo By Morning."

{ The crowd roared to life. The popular song, written and first performed by Terry Stafford in 1973, was made famous by another country music legend, George Strait, in 1982. Vasco looks all bug-eyed and tries to make a sneaky escape, but Fiona yanks his tie and pulls him towards her! }

Fiona McFly: Don't even THINK about running like a coward -- get on your knees and sing it like you fucking MEAN IT!!!

{ Her punctuated words must've gotten into Vasco's head, because he immediately plops back down to his knees. We hear Terri Morasco cackling with glee over her headset as Fiona inches the microphone towards her partner's face. The crowd quiets down as Vasco mumbles for a moment, then... }

Vasco Dias: (singing off-key) "Amarillo by mornin'
Up from San Antone..."

{ The crowd boos Vasco's godawful attempt at crooning. }

Vasco Dias: (singing off-key) "Everything that I got
Is just what I've got on..."

{ Vasco begins to oogle at Fiona's curves as his breathing gets heavier. Fiona, however, doesn't seem amused by all this and yanks the stick back! }

Fiona McFly: Sweet creme on a chocolate pie, what in the ectoplasmic-Slimer-green-FUCK was that!?! GET UP!!!

{ Vasco stands up as the crowd cheers and laughs at his expense! }

Fiona McFly: That was fucking pathetic! And since you think that we women -- the real stars of this company, the Kais, Mandis, or Dawns who pour their hearts and minds out for this sport -- are nothing more but sex-crazed fantasies to you, here's what's gonna happen -- just...for the fuck of it. I'm gonna take my right foot...

{ Fiona points to the left side of Vasco's face! }

Fiona McFly: ...and I'm gonna smack you on that side of your face. And there's not a damn thing you or Fowler are gonna be able to do about it!

Vasco Dias: ...R-R-R...really!?!

{ Fiona nodded, licking her lips as the noise swells up again. }

Fiona McFly: Aye, really.

{ Vasco simply giggles, not even thinking twice but to try and call Fiona's bluff. Yet just as he lets his guard down, he realises too late that she wasn't bluffing -- BAM!!! The fans go apeshit as Fiona, with one swift crescent roundhouse kick, finds the mark with deadly precision, sending Vasco Dias corkscrewing to the canvas! "Love Bites (So Do I)" begins playing again as Fiona poses for the cheering crowd; Vasco returns to the announcer's table, sporting a visible footprint on the left side of his face! }

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SEGMENT
Stop the press!
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{ We come back from the commercial break in the office of Eddie D. who is looking various documents and the like. Haseem stands just to the side of the large oak desk. }

Eddie D: Losing is a bad habit, Haseem. So much to do and so little time.

{ Haseem hands Eddie D. a folder of possible future members of the Chosen Elite. }

Haseem: Here's the photos.

{ Eddie looks through the pictures of various independent wrestlers before stopping on one photo, a tight shot on a man dressed in a knock off Lord Dominicus costume. }

Eddie D: Who's this dud?

Haseem: That's Nelly.

Eddie D: Bad tie. No style.

{ In the background the IWF Network is playing, a voice can be heard. }

”But who the fuck was it that removed Warren Kane’s dick from their mouth to insert mine?”

{ Eddie D. suddenly sits up and looks over to the television. }

Eddie D: Stop the press!! Who is that?

Haseem: That's Chris Diamond, he’s the older brother of Rob Diamond.

{ We move in tight on Eddie D. who his licking his lips as he looks up and down over Chris Diamond on the television. }

Eddie D: THAT MAN has style!! Jeezus Marimba! A lovely beast like that could get a man up and running.

{ Eddie D. begins to excitedly hum as he stands from desk to take in the full glory of Chris Diamond. Eddie slowly starts to trace the now paused image of Eddie D. with his index finger. }

Haseem: He's retired, running some school out of Connecticut.

Eddie D: He's gonna trade up! Damn! It's hard to stay inside the lines!

{ Eddie continues to excitedly trace the image of Chris Diamond. }

Eddie D: I'm gonna get me a NEW Chosen One, Haseem.

{ Haseem pulls back, clearly concerned about that statement. Eddie D turns away from the television with a huge smile on his face. }

Eddie D: I've got a mind to make some mayhem. Phone book!

{ Eddie D. spins while clutching his chest. }

Haseem: But he’s here in the arena?

{ Eddie D. ignores Haseem as he continues to think about all the glorious mayhem someone like Chris Diamond may cause… }

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SACRIFICE UNDERWORLD MATCH
Draco Wolfe vs Jayson "The manly man" Matthews
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Terri Morasco: Let’s go backstage to Eddie D and something a little different.

{The scene opens in a loading dock area somewhere in the bowels of Potter County Memorial Stadium. Rolling boxes used for cameras and sound equipment have been pushed against the wall and old water stained mats have been thrown down onto the concrete. }

Eddie D: Welcome to IWF Underworld. The only rules are fights end when one competitor taps or goes limp. Who's first?

{Members of the ring crew are standing around cheering as a fat trucker in a Judas Priest t-shirt
and a skinny redheaded lighting technician hop onto the mats.}

Eddie D: Fight!

{The redhead goes to shoot a single leg and catches a right to the mush that crumbles him to the mat. A member of the security staff jumps in to protect the unconscious man before any more damage could be done.}

Eddie D:Big Jimmy wins! Matthews get your ass up here.

{A very sheepish Jayson Matthews steps onto the mats dressed like a construction worker. Eddie D shakes his head at his charge.}

Eddie D: Who wants to take their chance against "The Manly Man?"

{A ring worker with arms as thick as tree trunks starts to step up.}

Eddie D: No, not you. How about you Wolfe?

{Draco looks up from where he was leaning against the wall twiddling on his phone. The long and lean man shrugged and sat down his phone. Stepping onto the mat he cracks his neck and takes his place.}

Eddie D: Fight!

{Wolfe charges and hits Jayson in the mush with a superman punch. Mathews is staggered, but stays on his feet. Draco quickly follows up with a0 big front kick that knocks Jayson clear off of the mats and into the arms of crew member that pushes him back into the fight.}

Eddie D: Draco is looking very impressive so far. You can tell he's had some martial arts training and those long legs makes him dangerous.

{A stiff roundhouse kick to the ribs causes Jayson to collapse and "The Nightmare" looks to finish the fight. Smartly Matthews is able to wrap his legs around Draco's and he is doing his to stop the hammer fists from raining down.}

Eddie D: Draco's taking it to the ground and looking to end it.

{Wolfe passes guard and quickly locks on a head and arm triangle. Jayson Matthews has no choice but to tap.}

Eddie D: Big surprise, your winner in Draco Wolfe.

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SEGMENT
Nighthawk and Draco Wolfe, a continued alliance?
An honest separation
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As Nighthawk walks into Draco Wolfe's locker room, noticing Fate and Draco training for their match, the Television Champion waits for them to finish.

Nighthawk: "I had fun last week. But I don't want to get distracted, Draco. That's what the Powers that Be would want, for me to lose this belt and say that I'm nothing more than a fluke. I can't be the sort of guy who runs like this, man. I hope you understand."

Draco: “ It’s all good. We’re gonna be fighting the same war just different battles.”

Fate huffing and puffing: “ Yeah.... what he... said.”

Fate keeps breathing hard.

Fate: “ Why aren’t you tired yet, Draco?”

Draco smiles.

Draco: “ That’s just the warm up. Nighthawk keep fighting. If you need me, I’ll be there. Until we meet in the ring again. I’m still coming for that title.”

Draco smirks.

Fate: “ WAIT!!! THAT WAS JUST THE WARM UP??? AW HELL NO.”

Fate’s screaming continues as the camera pans to Nighthawk.

Nighthawk: "Good luck, guys. And Draco, whenever you're ready, all you have to do is ask."

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SINGLES MATCH
Fate vs Kay Cee Summers
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{As Fate and Kay Cee Summer start getting into the fight Virginia steppinoff comes out and just beats the tar out of both of them, getting the match tossed out.}

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SINGLES MATCH
Cals Jacobsen vs Astrid Hall
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{Cals and Astrid have a long and hard match that goes to a double count-out.}

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SEGMENT
Is Gregor Winter good to go for Legacy?
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{A close up of Gregor Winter's face comes on the screen. The area around his eye still dark purple and his eye is a sickening shade of yellow. The normally smiling face of "The Modern Day Viking" is painted over with a scowl.}

I don't know who it was that jumped me last week, but they need to know that I'm coming after 'em. I don't know what they hoped to accomplish, but they didn't finish the job. If it was The Chosen Elite trying to take care of Jayson Matthews, they failed. All you did was piss me off and I took it out on your boy. If it was someone trying to help out Nighthawk, guess what?

{Gregor laughs, but the humor never touches his eyes.}

You failed! Oh you hurt me, you hurt me real bad. You see my bruised eye? Broken orbital bone. Come here and look at this.

{Winter leans forward and pulls his head forward revealing a wound being held closed by staples.}

You see that wound? Eight staples.

{Winter tilts his back and looks at the camera.}

That don't matter though, 'cus I’m still going to be at Legacy. Did you really think a little bump on the head is going to stop “The Modern Day Viking?” I ain’t know low fat half caf grande latte drinking pansy like some of the pretty boys around here. I have been a survivor my entire life and it’s going to take more than a couple of punks jumping me from behind to keep me away from the biggest opportunity of my career. Nothin’ short of the Grim Reaper himself would keep from crawling inside of the ring under the bright lights of the Cotton Bowl to prove to the world that I am the better man that Nighthawk.

{Out of habit Grego runs his hands through his wild hair, wincing when he touches the staples.}

Nighthawk you are the better wrestler, I don’t doubt that in the slightest. You’re probably the best pure wrestler on the planet, but you aren’t a better warrior than me. I have been broken and rebuilt into something better than an average man, and at Legacy I’m going to prove it.

{The scene fades to black.}

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SINGLES MATCH
A place in the HTTT Semi Finals is on the Line!
Caleb Lockwood vs Warren Kane
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{ The screeching intro of "Malnourished" howls out over the PA, and Caleb Lockwood stalks out from the back, stopping himself in the middle of the stage, nodding as he cracks his neck with a smirk. After a moment of taking the crowd in, he stalks down towards the ring, shoulders squared. 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, shooting a death glare at the referee before walking to a corner and grabbing the ropes. Caleb abruptly leans forward and lets his grip arrest his momentum, bouncing back with a manic energy in his movements to repeat the motion as the lights come up and the music fades. }

Vasco Dias: Caleb Lockwood is walking into perhaps the biggest match of his career!

Terri Morasco: And against his best friend!

Vasco Dias: The winner of this match advances to the semi finals of the Heir to the Throne!

Terri Morasco: So the question has to be asked, how will these two friends navigate this match without hurting their friendship?

Vasco Dias: There’s no friends in pro wrestling! Only opponents!

Terri Morasco: That’s a bleak look!

Vasco Dias: It’s the only way to see things!

{ 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 Kane has been on the cusp of greatness for over half a decade now, will tonight be the night he finally ascends to the next level!?

Vasco Dias: I personally hope Lockwood does what Conway taught him years ago and looks out for his own future. Lockwood has been in IWF a lot longer and has missed out on several chances at the top. It would be a shame for Caleb to pass up this moment to secure a friendship!

Terri Morasco: But it would be the honorable thing to do!

Vasco Dias: Who the hell cares about that!?

Terri Morasco: Friends do!

{ Caleb and Warren wait as Rince Vusso checks each man over however the lights go out as Gateways by Dimmu Borgir begins to play. As the lights return we see the IWF Men’s World Champion, Angel Blake standing at the top of the stage! }

Terri Morasco: What the hell is he doing out here!?

Vasco Dias: What ever the hell he wants!

{ Warren and Caleb both glare up at the champion, side by side. Blake raises a mic. }

Angel Blake: It has become clear to the Powers that Be… That you two may pull your punches… You may hold back… You may refuse to go all out… Let it be known… That if we feel you are not giving your all… You will both be released from your contracts… Permanently!

{ Warren starts to seeth but Caleb stops him from leaving the ring. }

Angel Blake: And Caleb?... If you do not draw the blood of Kane… You will be fired regardless of victory… Blessed are the wicked who are healed by my hands…

{ Gateways begins to play again as Caleb and Warren both look at each other, unsure of what comes next. }

Vasco Dias: Did you hear that, Terri!?

Terri Morasco: This is madness!

Vasco Dias: This is what happens when you cross the Powers that Be!

{ Rince Vusso calls for the bell as Caleb and Warren both stare at each other. }

Vasco Dias: Kill him, Caleb! Show us all that killer instinct that lies beneath your skin!

{ Caleb and Warren lock up in the middle up in the middle of the ring, they jockey for position but eventually push each other off. Warren clearly doesn’t want to go all out but Caleb knows what needs to be done. }

Vasco Dias: Stop pussy footing! This is pro wrestling! Friends have to fight!

Terri Morasco: That doesn’t mean they have to kill each other!

Vasco Dias: It should!

{ Caleb and Warren lock up again and this time Warren goes for a rear waist lock and then the takedown but Caleb drills Warren with a back elbow! }

Vasco Dias: Nice back elbow!

{ Caleb hits a superkick to the knee of Warren and then hits several knee strikes on Kane! }

Vasco Dias: That’s how you do it!

Terri Morasco: I don’t like this!

Vasco Dias: Too bad!

{ Caleb heads to the ropes for Beast of War but Warren gets under it and grabs Caleb for the Splosion Suplex! Warren seems to be taking this a little more seriously now as Caleb gets up. Warren hits an enzugiri and then lights Caleb up with knife edge chops driving him back into the corner. Warren hits a stiff clothesline and then snapmares Caleb out of the corner and then connects with a stiff kick to the back! }

Vasco Dias: Kane is showing his true colors!

Terri Morasco: He’s just trying to win!

Vasco Dias: And like a Kane he will do whatever it takes!

{ Warren goes for a float over neck breaker on the seated Caleb but Lockwood is able to duck it and Warren slams himself on his back. Lockwood then lunges onto Warren and begins to hit several nasty elbow strikes in the ground and pound position! }

Vasco Dias: That’s how it’s done!

Terri Morasco: I don’t like seeing two friends pushed to this point!

Vasco Dias: This is what IWF is all about!

{ Caleb keeps raining down the elbows as he lets out a belly scream until finally a wound is opened over the left eye of Warren Kane and blood begins to pour! }

Vasco Dias: Yes!

Terri Morasco: This isn’t right.

Vasco Dias: Caleb just saved his job!

{ Caleb stops once he sees the blood and pushes himself off of Warren, clearly unnerved. Warren holds the wound as Rince Vusso tries to apply some vaseline to seal it up. }

Terri Morasco: But at the cost of their friendship?

Vasco Dias: If Warren and Caleb can’t separate business from personal then they shouldn’t be wrestlers!

{ Caleb says he’s sorry to Warren as Kane slowly rises. Warren wipes the blood across his chest and then runs into Caleb with a devastating dropkick that sends Caleb into the corner! Warren gets right up and pulls Lockwood up and twists him around for another Splosion suplex! }

Vasco Dias: This is what a Kane looks like!

Terri Morasco: This isn’t right!

{ Warren mounts Caleb and starts to unload on him with closed fists as Rince Vusso tries to regain control. Warren gets up and pushes Rince away before realizing what he has done and backs off. }

Vasco Dias: Come on!

{ Warren stops to look at his hands as Caleb comes up from behind and hits the Poison Pill! Warren tries to get right up but Caleb is there with a stiff kick and Fading Hope! }

Vasco Dias: Caleb is done playing nice!

Terri Morasco: This is all Angel’s doing!

Vasco Dias: This is what IWF is supposed to be!

{ Caleb stands up and his chest is puffing. Warren is pushing himself up but Lockwood comes off the ropes with Beast of War! Warren’s blood really starts to pour now! }

Vasco Dias: Let him bleed out!

{ Caleb doesn’t go for the pin. Instead Caleb looks for the Curb Stomp. Warren is trying to get up and Caleb comes in fast but Warren moves out of the way and Caleb misses the stomp. Warren then hits Caleb with a Jumping knee strike and the Thunderstruck! }

Vasco Dias: That’s what I want to see!

{ Caleb tries to recover but Warren is right there with the KIDD KICK!!! Caleb goes down and Warren makes the cover for ONE! TWO! THREE!!! }

Alison Valance: Your winner and advancing to the Heir to the Throne semi finals-

{ The lights go out again. When they return, Angel Blake is standing on the stage again as Warren stands guard over Caleb. }

Terri Morasco: What’s Angel doing out here!?

Vasco Dias: Making a point!

{ Warren is ready to fight but Blake just stares coldly down at the ring with a slight smirk as we head to commercial. }

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SEGMENT
The Chosen Elite have a challenge
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{ We come back from the commercial break with Grave Roberts and Scott Handsome in the interview area. }

Grave Roberts: Last week we had ourselves a little taste of the so called heroes of the IWF.

Scott Handsome: They tasted like shit if I'm being honest.

Grave Roberts: I don't know why you know what shit tastes like but I'll go ahead and say you
re right!

{ Grave and Scott fist bump. }

Scott Handsome: But we want more than a taste of those jackasses!

Grave Handsome: We want to bury them like the curtain jerking piss ants they are!

Scott Handsome: That's why we are laying out a challenge!

Grave Robertos: Nighthawk versus Scott Handsome and Grave Roberts!

Scott Handsome: TABLES MATCH!

Grave Roberts: You dead.

Scott Handsome: Because I'm Handsome and he's good looking for a balding guy and you know it!

Grave Roberts: YEAH!

{ Grave and Scott look menacingly into the camera as we head to our next match. }

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Fatal Four Way
The winner gets 15 points and the final spot in the HTTT semi finals!
Nick Knight vs Locke vs Nick Danger vs Almir Sayed
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{ After all Knight, Danger and Sayed have made their way to the ring we wait for Locke. Locke's entrance cues three times before Almir runs across the ring and smashes into Danger with a running knee lift to the jaw! Dawbrey Nedward calls for the bell and Knight is quick to join the action. Knight and Almir work together for the first few minutes hitting a double vertical suplex on Danger and a two man running power bomb in the corner. Almir feigns a knee injury to draw the attention of Nedward as Grave and Scott pull Knight out of the ring to attack him. Almir keeps Nedwards attention as he works over Danger with a Paydirt ddt! Almir pulls Danger up and goes for the Money Maker but Danger gets under it and comes off the ropes with a Legacy Cutter! Danger is right up and flies through the ropes with a Suicide Dive on Grave and Scott! Knight and Danger then team up to dispatch of Scott and Grave and throw them into the crowd. Almir leaves the ring as the two Nick's re enter and quickly go to battle. Knight hits an eye rake and the Non Dairy Creamer for a close two count. Danger would then fight back with a Red Eye DDT and the Destiny Stomp for his own two count. Almir would re enter the ring and hit Danger with a chop block to the back of his knee! Almir then pulled Danger up for the Money Maker but Danger rolled out of the ring. Scott and Grave come back and go to attack Danger but Nedwards leaves the ring to stop them. Almir turns his attention to Knight who is getting up but doesn't see Draco Wolfe come from out of nowhere! Wolfe grabs Almir with FATE'S WRAITH! An elevated half choke suplex! Draco quickly leaves the ring and crashes into Grave and Scott as Knight quickly covers Almir for the three count and the win! }

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SEGMENT
Steve Awesome and Roberto Verona, face to face
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Terri Morasco: Well folks. The paperwork is in the ring, the desk has been set up. It’s time for a contract signing.

Vasco Dias: These things never go well. That’s why we have six security guards standing in the ring. We don’t want this thing breaking down.

Terri Morasco: You are right about that. And with the way Steve Awesome and Roberto Verona have been at each other’s throats the past few months, I highly doubt anything productive is going to take place here.

“REGRETS IVE GOT MIIIINE!!!”

{Suddenly Full of Regrets starts to play over the speakers and Steve Awesome comes stepping out onto the stage. He is greeted with a mixture of cheers and boos from the sold out crowd. He gives the crowd a sly smirk either way and heads down to the ring. The music fades as he rolls into the ring and looks over the contract.}

Steve Awesome: Looks like we got everything in place for a contract signing. They even got security out here to make sure I don’t punch Verona in his fathead. Roberto get out here so we can make it so that I actually get paid to stomp your guts out.”

{Veronas music plays and he steps out onto the stage. Verona walks down to the ring. He steps right past his own microphone and sits down in the chair provided.}

Steve Awesome: What? You aren’t going to say anything? What’s wrong? You reach your quota of work for the year? Does this mean you are gonna disappear for another eight months and barely even step foot in your own company?

{Steve waits for a response from Verona, but the boss just sits there quietly. Steve continues to pace back and forth.}

Steve Awesome: Come on Roberto. Usually you are full of plenty of hot air that you spray all over the place. Wasting your time trying to spin things to make you look like a good guy even though we all know the truth. You are worse than any politician I’ve ever known. You may as well run for president. You lying piece of shit!

{The crowd gasp at the language but Roberto still remains stoic. Steve starts to seem a bit more irritated.}

Steve Awesome: You are just going to stand there and look at me? God I can’t wait to whip your ass. Once you are taken care of, I’m getting Rob Diamond his job back! And one way or another I’ll get that world title away from Angel Blake. I’m gonna leave you a bloody mess Verona. And when I’m done, maybe I’ll go find Hannah Reed and I’ll turn her into my next ex-wife!

{ Verona still no sells. Steve shakes his head and slams the table.}

Steve Awesome: SAY SOMETHING YOU SON OF A BITCH!

{ Verona glares at Steve but says nothing.}

Steve Awesome: Fine. Whatever. I’m going to kick your ass at Legacy!

{Steve signs the contract.}

Roberto Verona: Now.

{Steve looks up but is instantly nailed by all six security guards.}

Terri Morasco: Hey what the hell is that about!? Steve never touched him.

Vasco Dias: Roberto pays their salaries. They do whatever he tells them to do.

Terri Morasco: These guards are taking Steve to the woodshed. And look at Verona he is grabbing the contract. He’s taking it with him.

Vasco Dias: You honestly think Roberto would sign something his lawyers haven’t looked over? That’s business one oh one Terri.

Terri Morasco: I don’t like this. Steve has already signed. What kind of changes could Roberto make?

Vasco Dias: Whatever he chooses, he is gonna make Steve pay!

{ Roberto walks up the ramp smirking as he folds the contract up and places it in his jacket pocket before turning around to watch the ensuing beat down. }

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IWF MEN'S WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Adel Trevant vs Angel Blake(c)
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{ We come back from the break with Adel Trevant in the ring and Alison Valance ready to make the announcements. }

Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for however many falls Roberto Verona says and against however many opponents Angel Blake is willing to fight. It is for the IWF Men’s World Championship… Introducing…. Probably the first opponent… Adel Trevant.

{ Adel steps forward ready to go. }

Vasco Dias: this is the biggest night in the life of Adel Trevant!

Terri Morasco: And possibly the last!

Vasco Dias: That’s how a match with Angel Blake goes!

Alison Valance: And the champion… He is the Lord God… He is the man who has defended a championship more times in a month than most have in an entire reign… He is the only three time IWF Men’s World Champion… He is… ANGEL BLAKE!

{ All the lights in the arena go out as words blaze across the Imperitron. }

“Blessed are the wicked who are healed by my hands.”

{ The opening notes of the orchestra version of Gateways begins to play as flames erupt across the stage like napalm. 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. Angel throws his arms up in the air as the metal version of Gateways really kicks into gear. Flames erupt all the way down the stage and ignite the ring posts as well as the lyrics finally kick in. }

The core principle of freedom
Is the only notion to obey
The formula of evolution and sin
Leading the way

{ Angel steps out of the flames looking over to the crowd with a terrible grin before looking toward the ring. He scowls as he begins to walk, flames erupting behind him with every step. Angel finally reaches 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: I get literal chills every single time.

Terri Morasco: All I get is the desire to walk away.

Vasco Dias: Then leave! No one forces you to be out here!

Terri Morasco: My contract does!

{ Blue Shoes shows Adel the title before handing it off to the time keeper. Blue Shoes calls for the bell and Angel goes right for a Divine Justice but Adel moves and and hits a big time European upper cut! }

Terri Morasco: Go Adel!

Vasco Dias: Travesty!

{ Adel lights Angel up with several more European upper cuts before tossing Angel with a tiger driver! }

Vasco Dias: What does this puke stain think he’s doing!?

Terri Morasco: Fighting for a world title!

{ Adel is fired up now as Angel gets back to his feet. Adel hits Angel with a running upper cut and then hits a tilt a whirl backbreaker! }

Terri Morasco: Adel is bringing the fight to Blake!

Vasco Dias: Adel needs to know his place!

{ Adel grabs Angel and goes for the Gory Special but Angel blocks it and hits Adel with a Genocide Kick! }

Vasco Dias: Get him!

{ Angel then strikes Adel with Divine Justice and pulls him in for the Revelations! }

Vasco Dias: The champion is laying waste to the competition!

Terri Morasco: Now.

{ Angel pulls Adel up and throws him into the corner. Angel hits a shining wizard and then the Heaven’s Fury bulldog! }

Vasco Dias: Angel is dominating this match!

{ Blake pulls Adel up to his feet and pats him on the face before picking him up for the DEADLIGHTS!!! Angel pins him for the one, two, three! }

Alison Valance: Your winner… Still champion… Angel…

{ Angel goes right to Alison and demands the mic. }

Alison Valance: We know! ANOTHER!

Vasco Dias: Are you kidding me!? Three weeks in a row with multiple title defenses!?

Terri Morasco: Shameless…

{ As Angel waits for his next challenger we see James Gilmore step out from behind the curtain holding the Joker in the Pack brief case!!! }

Terri Morasco: Is this it!? Is James cashing in!?

Vasco Dias: That son of gun! Angel just fought a brutal match!

Terri Morasco: What a great time to cash in!

Vasco Dias: That low life nerf herder!

{ James stands there for a moment before patting the brief case and heading over to take a seat at commentary. Instead it’s Billie Parris who comes charging out! }

Alison Valance: Next up for a title match… Billie Parris!

Vasco Dias: Smart move Gilmore! You don’t want any of Blake!

{ James doesn’t say a word as he watches. Billie slides into the ring and charges Blake but is promptly met with Divine Justice! }

Vasco Dias: What do you have to say to that Gilmore!?

{ Again, James ignores Vasco. Blake pulls Billie up and hits the Genocide kick and then pulls him in for a Last Gasp pulling pile driver! Angel pulls Billie up and hits the Ranger’s Way! }

Vasco Dias: this is what a real world champion looks like!

Terri Morasco: Who is in the back pocket of Roberto Verona.

Vasco Dias: Well at least we don’t have James Gilmore as champion!

{ Blake picks up Billie for In the Name of the Lord and then pulls him up again for the DEADLIGHTS! And another three count. }

Alison Valance: Angel is still the champ…

Vasco Dias: Show some respect Alison!

Terri Morasco: Why!? This a mockery!

Vasco Dias: This is what a real champion looks like!

Terri Morasco: A real champion would face real challengers!

{ James continues to watch as Angel looks up toward the joker in the pack and smiles that terrible smile. Angel takes the mic. }

Angel Blake: And for my next challenger… JONATHAN GILMORE!!!!

{ James suddenly looks over as his brother, Johnny makes a b line for the ring! }

Vasco Dias: He’s going to kill your brother!!!

Terri Morasco: Stop it!

{ James stands up but Verona’s personal security comes rushing out to stop him as Johnny runs into the ring! }

Alison Valance: MATCH!

{ Blue Shoes hits the bell and Angel drills Johnny with a Genocide Kick right off the bat! }

Vasco Dias: Johnny is going to die!

Terri Morasco: Jesus!

{ James is struggling with security as Angel pulls Johnny up. Johnny hits Angel with a right cross and Blake immediately drills Johnny with an elbow! Angel then hits a spin kick and an upper cut! Blake hits a quick Divine Justice and an Aerial Spike! }

Vasco Dias: Angel is just killing this jobber!!!

Terri Morasco: That’s James brother!!!

Vasco Dias: And he’s a loser!!!

{ Steve and Fiona come out not but the security team out numbers them three to one as they fight to break through. Angel pulls Johnny up to his feet and drills him with a Genocide kick, a Divine Justice and then hits Johnny with DEADLIGHTS!!! Angel covers him but Blue Shoes just declares Angel the winner of the match! }

Alison Valance: You all saw it…

{ James, Steve and Fiona keep struggling to break through but security isn’t letting them. Mean time Angel grabs his championship belt and lays it out in the center of the ring. }

Terri Morasco: What is Angel doing!?

Vasco Dias: Something amazing!

{ Angel pulls Johnny up as James screams. Angel smirks toward the Joker in the Pack and then lifts Johnny up for the Last Gasp pulling pile driver right on top of the Men’s World Championship!!! }

Vasco Dias: Take that you rebel scum!!!

Terri Morasco: You sicken me!

Vasco Dias: And your faith in this rebellion sickens me!

{ James is pleading with the security but they won’t let Being InFamous through. Angel pulls the World Championship out from the now bloody Johnny and holds it high as his music plays… }

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SINGLES MATCH
Chris "Maniac" Diamond vs Dean Harper
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Alison Valance: The following match is for Heir to the throne points!

Terri Morasco: Chris Diamond and Dean Harper in the ring for the first time tonight.

Vasco Dias: Let’s not pretend this is going to be a recurring event. The maniac is retired and running a school in his free time.

Terri Morasco: Never say never Vasco.

{ "Purity" by Slipknot breaks the silence of the crowd and plunges them into total darkness. They go straight to booing as a single strobe light lights up the stage where Maniac now stands. He looks from side to side before taking that first step forward which is followed by arches of flames and pyro erupting out of either side of the ramp as he walks down the center, flames all around him. He reaches the ring and the flames stop as he grabs the ropes and pulls himself up onto the apron then steps over the top rope. He stands in the center of the ring and looks around the arena, taking in the scene as the fans just continue booing him. }

You all stare, but you'll never see
There is something inside me
You all stare, but you'll never see
There is something inside me
You all stare, but you'll never see
There is something inside me
You all stare, but you'll never see
There is something in you I DESPISE!

{ The music fades, the house lights return and Maniac slowly takes his corner and waits. }

Alison Valance: He stands at 6’4’’, weighing in at Two-Hundred, and forty pounds. Chris “The MAniac” Diamond!

Terri Morasco: He certainly looks confident.

Vasco Dias: They all do in the beginning.

{Lights go to black, leaving the arena in dark silence for a few moments before the dark, rhythmic pulses of the beginning of Counting Bodies Like Sheep To The Rhythm Of The War drums by A Perfect Circle begins to surge through the arena.}

Don't fret precious, I'm here
Step away from the window, go back to sleep
Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils
See, they don't give a fuck about ...you like I do

{ Lights flash randomly through the arena, and soon flashes of some of the most savage moments of Dean's career flash in flickering effect on the 'tron. Finally, a single white spotlight shines down in the center of the stage, where Dean is crouching as he shifts side to side along with the music, hoodie and leather jacket open to show a bare chest underneath. He smiles up at the camera, eyes alight with a savage mania before he leaps to his feet, the motion bringing a massive flash as every light in the arena flares. He holds that position for a few moments, fist raised in the air before sprinting down to ringside. He leaps up onto the Apron, vaulting over the top rope and flipping into a roll that carries him to the opposite side of the ring, where he catches himself in the ropes and lounges amongst them almost casually, bobbing his head along with the music.}

I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and all your demons
I'll be the one to protect you from a will to survive and a voice of reason
I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and your choices, son
They're one in the same
I must isolate you
Isolate and save you from yourself

{With the help of the ropes, he shrugs off the hoodie and jacket before sliding back into the ring, tossing the removed clothing into the crowd. He takes a slow turn, arms wide as he takes in the reaction from the crowd, before cracking his neck and settling into his corner.}

Terri Morasco: Dean made some...colorful threats leading up to this match.

Vasco Dias: Doesn’t he always?

{The bell rings. Dean winks at Chris from across the ring. Chris moves forward to take care of business but Dean snaps forward and takes him to the mat with a sling blade. Chris struggles to get back up to his feet but Dean bounces off the ring hitting Chris in the back of the head with a Bicycle kick.}

Vasco Dias: Dean is starting the match strong here.

Terri Morasco: It’s possible that Chris is just playing with him.

{Diamond lifts himself up from the mat and glares at Dean. Dean grins down at Chris before kicking him straight in the head knocking Diamond back again. Dean presses him back into the turnbuckle with grin, holding his arm across Chris’s throat, putting his forehead against the other man’s until the Ref pulls him off again to yell at him}

Vasco Dias: Dean taking a sadistic amount of pleasure in this…

{Chris shakes his head slightly, moving past the pain. He looks towards Dean and the Ref yelling at each other and the turnbuckle behind him. Chris hits Dean with a Clothes Line from Hell that knocks Dean back! Chris lifts Dean up and hits him with a choke slam.}

Terri Morasco: A defiant retaliation from Chris Diamond!

{Chris stands above Dean laughing before hitting the younger man with a Press slam over knee.}

Vasco Dias: Oh now he’s just taunting Dean.

Terri Morasco: About time someone did.

{Dean beginning to stir, Diamond climbs the ropes and hits the other man with a Rear Naked Choke, Dean struggles and slams Chris into the turnbuckle a number of times before Chris’ grip loosens enough for Dean to slip out.}

Vasco Dias: Dean clearly underestimated what Chris could throw at him.

Terri Morasco: Good. I want to see Dean put in his place.

{When Diamond comes close, Dean hopes up and drives an elbow into Chris’s back. Harper repeatedly drives his knees into the other man’s back before pulling him up and into a snap belly to back that flings Diamond right into the turnbuckles. Chris ataggers slightly as he attempts to stand up.}

Vasco Dias: Harper once again looking to be taking control of this match.

Terri Morasco: I can’t believe this.

{Dean moves forward hitting Chris repeatedly in the midsection with his knee as the Ref counts before pushing Dean back yelling at him to give Diamond space. Chris wavers slightly clearly having trouble holding himself up. As soon as the Ref is out of his way, Dean makes a High running dropkick to Chris hitting him back into the turnbuckle with a loud THUNK!}

Vasco Dias: Oof, that was resonant.

{Dean moves into the opposite corner, Dean stands there, motioning for Diamond to come closer, licking his lips.}

Terri Morasco: … Oh, Chris no don’t--

{Chris charges forward towards Dean. Dean ducks low at the last minute, and while Chris is on top of him he pushes up with enough force that Chris sores over the corner ropes and his sternum catches hard on the top of the corner post, which makes him flip landing with a sickening crunch on the steps below.}

Terri Morasco: Oh my god! Oh my god I don’t think he’s going to be able to get up from that!

{Dean smiles widely at his work for casually exiting the ring. There’s a commotion going on at the top of the ramp of Being Infamous clearly wanting to stop this. The crowd can hear something but Dean focuses on walking over to Diamond and nudging him with his foot.}

Terri Morasco: Someone has to stop this carnage!

{Chris hits Dean with a Russian leg sweep, knocking Dean into the apron. Dean gets up and shakes his head, laughing a little.}

Vasco Dias: Wish granted, Terri.

{Dean leans over Diamond and shakes his head before dragging him by his arm back into the ring. He kicks Chris hard in the head. Once. Twice. Three times before the Ref has him back off. Chris is bleeding but he starts to get up but CLIPPED WING from Dean sends Chris back to the mat. Chris is breathing hard, a bloody mess laying on the mat, dean takes the pin
1
2
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Alison Valance: The winner and… DEAN HARPER!

Terri Morasco: Disgusting.

Vasco Dias: I had fun.

{Counting Bodies like Sheep to the rhythm of the war drum hits the loudspeakers as Dean holds up Diamond’ head like a trophy and grins at the camera before the end logo flashes and the camera cuts to black.}

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

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