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Post by Jess Fowler on Jan 12, 2021 18:50:29 GMT
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SINGLES MATCH
Caroline Machado vs Cals Jacobsen
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{The echoing guitar intro of "Tears Don't Fall" sounds through the arena before a howl of "LET'S GOOOOOO!" brings Cals Jacobsen running out onto the stage, shoulder-rolling forward and coming up kneeling with their hands in horns and their tongue out, grinning ear to ear. They pop up to their feet, nodding and grinning wickedly as they walk down the ramp, fistbumping and high-fiving with fans. Climbing the ring steps, Cals hangs off the ringpost, nodding along to the music, and steps through the ropes, pacing in a circle before running to the ropes and leaping up onto the second rope, throwing her hood back and bellowing out to the fans. Cals detaches their hood, unfolding it and tossing it into the crowd before running the ropes, clearly psyched for their match.}
Terri Morasco: We are just about set for our opener!
Vasco Dias: And hoo-boy, we're gonna be in for some fun...that is, of course, if your name's James Gilmore!
Terri Morasco: Cals Jacobsen, our 2020 Heroine of the Year, by a landslide, as voted by the fans -- is in action against a student of JJ and Fiona!
"Her ongoing mission...to boldly go where no one has gone before..."
{ The voice of Sir Patrick Stewart echoes throughout the arena before the Ace of Base dance track, "A Beautiful Life," begins to blare. Caroline Machado, clad in her hybrid MMA and volleyball gear, hops onto the stage as the crowd cheers. Dancing to the beats of the tune, she stolls down to the ring and gives some lucky ringside fans a gentle hug. }
Vasco Dias: Baptism by fire!
Terri Morasco: We've profiled Caroline Machado, had her at our table for the past few weeks doing commentary, but tonight she makes her Imperial debut! The first-ever trainee from the new All Infamous Wrestling and Martial Arts Academy is here, and she looks to make a first impression worth of song!
Vasco Dias: The Fox Super 6 app projects...she'll go down in less than three minutes!
[DING!]
{ Unfortunately for Vasco, this match wound up lasting a solid ten minutes. Neither competitor gave an inch in this contest, with Cals and Caroline showing off their wide array of technical and martial arts skills. Caroline, despite being a newbie, gave it all she had in this one -- including landing her patented "Service Ace" RKO that scored her an insanely close two-count from Blue Shoes! However, the more experienced Cals managed to stifle Machado just enough to hit their signature FALL TO PIECES double underhook facebuster variant to score the three-count! After the match -- just as Cals promised they would -- gently took Carline and raised her arm, welcoming the All Infamous trainee into the IWF family! }
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SINGLES MATCH
1K RP WORD LIMIT
Draco Wolfe vs Abraxes w/Locke
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Alison Valance: The following match is scheduled for one fall.
Terri Morasco: Things have been heating up between Draco and the team of Locke and Abraxes.
Vasco Dias: I donāt imagine this will end well.
{A bell tolls, then a womanās laughter is heard. Fate walks out smiling. Draco soon follows. His slow walk coupled with Fateās skipping. Fate stands at the apron as Draco walks behind her and lifts her onto the ring. He drops his chain and coat as he jumps onto the apron and steps over the rope as Fate follows. Draco smirks as he cuts his throat with his thumb. Fate spins and does a curtsy, trying to be cute.}
Alison Valance: First down to the ring, from Houston, Texas standing at 6ā9āā and weighing in at 247 poundsā¦ DRACO WOLFE!
Terri Morasco: Draco is a hard worker and a verygood record.
Vasco Dias: But will that matter when he is in the ring with the monster?
{The lights in the arena flicker and die as if there were some kind of power outage. As the light sounds of an acoustic guitar play, the high pitched laughter of children fills the air. A red spotlight shines on the stage as heavy smoke rolls across the floor. As opening lyrics of Monster (Under my Bed) by Call me Karizma starts to sing Abraxes rises from the center of the stage, his eyes burning out from under his mask as he stares down at the ring.
The rhythm of the song changes from a twisted lullaby do a grinding rock song just as he rises to his full height. Abraxes glares around at the audience before he walks down the ramp, focused on the ring in front of him. He crawls into the ring, exaggerated movements of his hands and legs to appear more like a creepy spider then a man. He rolls to his feet, holding his arms into the air as the lullaby starts anew.}
Alison Valance: Next down to the ring, from The Pit standing at 6ā3 and weighing in at 285 ABRAXESā¦
Lord knows the devil don't sleep,
He never shuts his eyes,
You never hear him creepin'... hehā¦
{ The gentle melody of the song begins to play through the PA; fog is filling the stage at the same time that the lights dim down. The lighting hues change to a pale green as Locke emerges from behind the curtains sporting his traditional sly smirk, his head slightly lowered so as to hide his eyes under the brim of his hat his thumbs tucked into his belt. }
He's at your door, don't let him in,
He'll lie, he'll steal, he'll kill, he'll win
{ Locke walks down the ramp tipping his hat to the fans as he walks past them before shifting to his left and walking to and up the steel steps by the ring. He walks along the apron gliding his fingertips across the top rope while looking out at the crowd and stopping near the middle. He lifts his head to let his eyes peer into the camera in that direction, and out to the crowd, his smirk turning to a devilish grin joined by a slight chuckle before finally leaning down to step between the top and middle ropes, using his hand to keep his hat on. Upon getting into the ring he strides across, pounding his arm to his chest before stretching them out with his fingers extended out in a finger gun and throwing his head back. He holds the pose for a moment before dropping his arms and removing his hat and coat to hand them to the ring crew. He looks down at his shoes and kicks them on top of each other to get the dust off before ensuring his necklace is fastened tightly. He waits for the match to begin. }
Alison Valance: Accompanied by Locke!
Terri Morasco: Itāsā¦ interesting this tag team is one of the ones that survived the tag team world cup.
Vasco Dias: Why wouldnāt they?
{As soon as the bell rings, Abraxes hits Draco with a headbutt knocking the taller man to the ground. Draco gets back up and hits Abraxes with a super kick followed by a big boot.}
Terri Morasco: Draco bouncing back fairly well.
Vasco Dias: But will it be enough?
{Draco goes for a roundhouse Kick but Abraxes catches his leg and strikes him in the knee. Abraxes hits him with a Hush.}
Terri Morasco: Draco might be in trouble.
Vasco Dias: You think?
{Abraxes hits Draco with a COSIGN TO DREAM and goes for the pin
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Alison Valance: The winnerā¦ Abraxes!
{Locke claps for Abraxes as the crowd reacts negatively. Locke helps Abraxes up and raises his tag team partnerās arm into the air.}
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SEGMENT
Chris Diamond and Stephen Terrella discuss their future as a tag team
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{ IWF interviewer Ella Kelley is standing backstage along with Stephen Terrella and Portia, preparing to have a word with the pair before Terrella squares off against Evan Albrecht in a few moments. }
Ella Kelley: We're moments away-
{ Portia rips the microphone out of her hand and without a single word, hands it to Terrella. Terrella slowly removes his sunglasses, his eyes piercing the camera. In a low, anger fueled tone of voice, he begins, }
Terrella: "Albrecht, you fucked up. This was business. But then you went and opened that little fucking wise ass mouth you have, and you directed it toward my woman."
{ His voice builds as he continues, }
Terrella "You want to insult her to push my buttons? You want to make this shit personal?! Well, motherfucker, this ass kicking coming your way, it's real fucking personal now!"
{ Breathing heavily, he takes a moment to try to compose himself, and in a much lower tone adds, }
Terrella: "Albrecht, just you remember, this... it's on you. What goes down out there in a few moments, it's on you."
{ Turning toward Ella, he finishes, }
Terrella: "And when it's done, you ain't going to be fucking able to ask him about it, trust me."
{ Terrella throws the microphone down on the concrete, and it lands with an audible thud. Portia places her arms around Terrella's left arm and they begin to walk down the hall in the direction of the gorilla position with purpose. However, enroute, they encounter Chris Diamond coming out of a doorway. Terrella stops, standing unflinching. He looks at Diamond, two big bulls faced off. With a gentle touch, Portia puts her hand on Terrella's chest, though, backing him down a little. She shakes her head side-to-side, no. }
Portia: "Baby,"
{ She says to Stephen, }
Portia: "hold up. I think we're good. We've done business with him, and it's worked. The two of you together, it works."
{ Terrella's tongue can be seen pressed to the inside of his upper left lip as he thinks momentarily before giving it an approving nod, and saying simply, }
Terrella: "Yeah."
{ Portia looks at Diamond, telling him, }
Portia: "Stephen's not a man of many words, unlike most of the little emo kids running around back here. I think I know enough of you to know you probably get that, though. Fact is we've watched your matches, and we've paid attention to what you can do in that ring even before you and him were teamed up. I'd be lying if I said it wasn't impressive. The two of you teaming the past few weeks, we saw it firsthand. You said something the other week... about too bad the tag team World Cup being over because the two of you would've dominated it. How in are you really on that idea? Being a team, I mean, and actually shooting for something?"
{ Chris raises and eyebrow with a sly smirk. }
Diamond: I think I'd be down teaming with this impressive mother fucker right here and getting those tag straps around the waists of some real men.
{ Portia flashes a wicked little smile. She looks at Stephen. }
Portia: "It's up to you, baby. It's a bigger payday for all of us if the two of you get those titles, though. He's in, and I think we should do it. Who's going to stop the two of you actually working together and planning shit out?"
{ Terrella nods in agreement with her, putting out his right hand for a handshake with Diamond to close the deal. }
Terrella: "Alright, let's fucking do it then. Let's make these motherfuckers understand the real meaning of bodily fucking harm."
Diamond: I goddamn love the sound of that!
{ The two men grin at each other as Portia smiles at the destruction yet to come. }
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IWF WORLD TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP GOLDEN OPPORTUNITY MATCH
1K RP WORD LIMIT
Stephen Terrella vs Evan Albrecht
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Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first... standing six feet and two inches tall and weighing in at two hundred ninety-eight pounds... from Cold Springs, Nevada... the King of Clubs... Stephen Terrella!
{The camera takes a long shot of the entryway as and the arena darkens and purple laser lights are cast upon the entry way. "Forfeit" begins to blare before Terrella makes his entrance alongside Portia thirteen seconds into the song. They take a few steps before stopping to stand side-by-side on the stage, Terrella on the left and Portia on the right. She places her left hand on his right shoulder and runs her right hand down his chest and abdomen as he lowers his glasses down the bridge of his nose before turning for a kiss. Terrella re-positions his sunglasses and begins a slow walk toward the ring arm-in-arm with Portia. Fifty seconds into the song they reach the bottom of the stairs where they release arms. Terrella removes his sunglasses as the song picks up in intensity, surveying the arena for a few seconds with an intense stare and menacing scowl before handing his glasses to Portia and charging up the stairs and into the ring.}
Terri Morasco: Terrella and Albrecht do indeed have a golden opportunity here, Vasco. With what we heard moments ago though, I think it's fair to wonder if that's Terrella's sole focus? We saw the exchange with Diamond, and on top of that has Albrecht gotten under his skin with some of his comments?
Vasco Dias: I tried to talk to him earlier, and not that he normally says a whole lot... but I literally got nothing out of him but a glare that is the reason the pants don't match the outfit tonight. I don't know where his head is at... but I can tell you I wouldn't want to be Evan Albrecht in that ring tonight.
Alison Valance: And his opponent... standing six feet and two inches tall and weighing in at two hundred thirteen pounds... from Cincinnati, Ohio... the Thunderchild... Evan Albrecht!
{The guitars of "Devil Trigger" start to echo through the arena as Evan stomps out and raises a hand to the crowd before just outright howling to the spotlight as he charges the ring, sliding smoothly under the bottom rope. He's immediately intercepted by Terrella though before he can even get his ring jacket off. Terrella rains down left hand after left hand to the back of Albrecht's head. Albrecht forces his way up to a knee, firing a right hand into the King's bread basket. Terrella just grabs Albrecht by the throat and shoves him backward through the ropes and to the floor, where Portia verbally assaults Albrecht. Terrella follows Albrecht to the floor and scores with some more left hands to the head before starting to tear at Albrecht's eyes with his fingers.}
Terri Morasco: Terrella is trying to rip Albrecht's eyes right out of his skull! The official hasn't called for the opening bell yet, I assume because Albrecht never even got a chance to get his ring jacket off. So what we have at the moment is just a straight fight!
Vasco Dias: You think the official is jumping in the middle of that?! It's called self preservation. Albrecht might have been wise to have given it some thought before he opened his mouth this week!
{Albrecht stumbles forward, feeling for where he is with his hands after the attack on his eyes. Stephen comes up behind him and shoves him face first into the steel ring post.}
Terri Morasco: Evan just went face first into that steel post!
Vasco Dias: I'm not sure we're even going to get to see a match here, Morasco.
{Albrecht strikes back with a snug European Uppercut right under Terrella's jaw, forcing the big man back a step. Evan follows with a knife edge chop almost out of instinct which echoes throughout the arena, and then slams Terrella's head into the ring apron. Albrecht sheds his jacket, tossing it into the crowd. When he turns, Terrella buries a knee into his abdomen. Terrella whips Albrecht as hard as he possibly can into the steel barricade at ringside, only to pull him off the rail and deliver a spinebuster onto the floor!}
Terri Morasco: Evan looks hurt, Vasco. I think that just drove all the air right out of him.
Vasco Dias: This is why you don't piss off a guy who can bench press the car you drove here in.
{The official pleads with the competitors to, "bring it into the ring, guys." He remains largely powerless at this point, however, in the absence of an official start to the match. Terrella rips the steel stairs apart at ringside, and drives the upper part of the stairs down onto Albrecht's chest. He tosses them to the side and pulls the Thunderchild up by the hair. He clubs Albrecht over the back a few times, and then powerbombs him onto the lower portion of the steel stairs. Evan writhes in pain.}
Terri Morasco: Oh my word! That thud Evan's body made when he hit the steel was absolutely bone-chilling!
Vasco Dias: I know I like to sit up here and make jokes, Morasco, but this is getting a little out of hand here.
{Terrella surveys the ringside area. He looks at Evan's prone body laying on the stairs, and then over to the upper portion of the stairs. He looks at Evan again, rolling his shoulders a bit. He takes Evan's head and pulls it over the edge of the stairs so it's hanging down, jaw pointing upward toward the sky. Terrella walks over and picks up the top of the stairs, carrying them over toward Albrecht. He puts the bottom of the stairs against Albrecht's jaw to measure, and then brings the stairs up over his head as high as he can.}
Terri Morasco: No! No! No! He's going to shatter the man's jaw!
Vasco Dias: He's going to break his neck if he does this!
{Terrella heaves the stairs downward, but Albrecht rolls out of the way at the very last second. Metal crashes against metal and concrete, creating a stomach turning symphony of destruction inside the arena.}
Terri Morasco: That man is a heartless monster! What kind of vile, sadistic, human being tries to do that to another competitor!?
Vasco Dias: I love watching Terrella in that ring, but I can't even defend that. He went way too far there with what he tried to do.
Terri Morasco: Look at Evan's eyes though, Vasco! I think he's realizing what Terrella's intent was there!
Vasco Dias: Albrecht is practically seething!
{Albrecht runs and leaps off the bottom portion of the steel ring stairs and onto Terrella, driving savage punches into Terrella's dome. Albrecht reaches back and connects with a back elbow to the side of Terrella's ear, throwing him off balance. Evan quickly moves for a steel chair, folding it up and blasting Terrella over the head with it! The first shot takes the tank-like man down to a knee, and the second shot sends Terrella's body slumping to the floor. Albrecht lets out a piercing howl and slides underneath the bottom rope, into the ring. He starts stalking back-and-forth like a mad man as Portia hurries over to check on Terrella.}
Terri Morasco: Evan Albrecht has come to fight tonight, Vasco, and these fans are loving it!
Vasco Dias: Terrella is a bad, bad man... but two steel chair shots to the skull will put any man down!
{Terrella pulls himself to his feet with Portia's help. His face is covered in a bright red crimson mask as blood flows from a wound on his forehead from the chairshots. Terrella pulls himself into the ring and the referee finally calls for the opening bell. The match is officially underway!}
Terri Morasco: We have a match, but Terrella is bleeding profusely from one of those shots to the skull!
Vasco Dias: We're about seven seconds into this thing officially, but these two guys have already been through a war!
{Terrella stands, staggering a bit. Albrecht- still enraged- clips Terrella in the back of his right knee with a chop block. Terrella crashes to the canvas, and Albrecht just starts hammering away on his knee with wild rights and lefts. He puts Terrella's right ankle on the bottom rope and starts to stomp a mudhole into the King's knee with a relentless fury. He finally just kicks Terrella as hard as humanly possible in the hamstring, almost falling down himself from the impact of the move. He storms around the ring, stalking Terrella as the King attempts to rise. Terrella is really struggling to stand. Defiant, he visibly can be seen mouthing the words, "Fuck you" to Albrecht as he hobbles his way back up, blood streaming down his face.}
Terri Morasco: Terrella is a bloody mess!
Vasco Dias: When that blood flows that way it's hard to see, too, Morasco. You have blood and sweat just pouring down over your eyes, and you're constantly wiping at it trying to keep a field of vision.
{Albrecht moves in, initially landing a palm strike which Terrella half shakes off due to the massive size of his chest, but followed by another that drops the King to a knee. Albrecht starts ripping into Terrella with some twelve-six elbows to the shoulder and jaw area. The pair are near the ropes, bringing the official in to try to break up the exchange. Portia hops onto the apron and starts yelling at the Thunderchild, drawing both Evan's and the official's attention. Terrella goes low, bringing his arm up between Albrecht's legs and sending the Thunderchild to the canvas with the low-blow behind the referee's back.}
Terri Morasco: Evan's rage might've gotten the better of him there, Vasco. You can't take your eye off a guy like Terrella for a second. He's shown more than a willingness to take a few shortcuts.
Vasco Dias: You can't take your eye off anyone in that ring, Morasco- especially not when you're fighting for a shot at a championship. I don't blame Terrella there. I'd have done the same thing.
{Portia hops down, visibly satisfied with herself. She gloats in front of a young boy in the front row wearing one of the Thunderchild's t-shirts. Terrella tries to shake out his leg a bit, and then goes right back to work on Albrecht with a few hard headbutts. He grabs Evan's head and just starts burying his good knee viciously underneath Albrecht's jaw over-and-over again, clearly trying to shatter it. He picks Albrecht up and drops him chin first over one of the turnbuckles, folding Evan backwards. Albrecht rolls into the corner, and Terrella targets his jaw with some hard, straight left hands. The King lodges his boot under Evan's chin, choking away at him in the corner as the official counts.}
Vasco Dias: This probably feels like a Saturday night back in Vegas for the King of Clubs now! He's going to grind this little twerp into dust!
Terri Morasco: Terrella breaks just before the five count! The crowd is trying to rally behind Evan.
Vasco Dias: Nothing like having a building full of useless idiots on your side, I guess.
{Terrella wipes his face before ducking under the bottom rope, to the outside. He drags Albrecht underneath the bottom buckle and starts smashing the side of his face into the steel ring post. Terrella again shakes his right leg and rolls back inside. He pulls Evan out from underneath the turnbuckles by the ankle, picks him up, and then plants him with a pumphandle slam. The King goes into a cover. The official slides into position for a count. One... Two... No!!! Albrecht shoots a shoulder up!!!}
Terri Morasco: That was close right there!
Vasco Dias: Terrella knows it, too! I don't think Portia is too happy with the speed of the count, and I agree with her. It looked a little slow to me. She's giving him an earful about it.
Terri Morasco: It looked fine to me, Vasco. What does Albrecht have to do to get back in this match though?
Vasco Dias: We all know Evan can brawl with the best of them, but he's giving up a hundred pounds of muscle. He needs to refocus himself and use his quickness to his advantage. He can brawl, but he needs to drag this out and use his cardio. Get in, get out and don't let Terrella smother you. If this match stays physical and tight, it's Terrella's game.
{Terrella stands over Albrecht and starts laying in a series of hard, crossface punches to the nose and jaw area. One catches Albrecht square on the button of the nose, drawing blood from Albrecht's nostril. Terrella proceeds to just slam Albrecht's face straight into the canvas repeatedly, savagely trying to draw more blood from Evan's nose. Terrella buries a knee into Albrecht's lower back, hooking his fingers in Evan's nostrils and begins to pull upward, cranking at Evan's nose and neck.}
Vasco Dias: Terrella is simply punishing Albrecht now. He's not going to beat him with a hold like this. That's all about inflicting pain on the Thunderchild.
Terri Morasco: Why do this, though? This is supposed to be a wrestling match, not some type of back alley street fight!
Vasco Dias: That's easy- because he can.
{The King releases his grip, staring down the official. He takes a few paces around the ring, trying to keep his leg loose. He rubs the blood from his face once more, reaching down for Albrecht. Evan picks Terrella's ankle though! He starts throwing punches down on Terrella as the crowd counts them off! Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten! Albrecht fires up and hits the ropes running, catching Terrella with the 'Touch of Rage' on the rebound! He springs up and rolls to the middle turnbuckles, flying off with the 'Umbral Danse!'}
Terri Morasco: The Thunderchild has found a second wind!
Vasco Dias: Where is he getting this from!? Come on, King!
{Albrecht drags Terrella to his feet and plants him with a thunderous DDT!! The impact leaves a bloodstain on the canvas where Terrella's head struck it. Albrecht puts his hand to his nose, checking the blood. The crowd begins chanting "Thun-der!" as if it were an AC/DC concert. Evan brings Terrella up and shoots him into the ropes, putting him down with the Kitchen Sink coming off! The Thunderchild begins to stalk Terrella again to Portia's dismay. The anticipation builds! Albrecht waits. Terrella expends energy getting to his feet, starting to look a little gassed. Albrecht hits him with Luna's Armour! The Thunderchild makes a cover!! One! Two! No!!! Terrella powers out just before the official's hand drops for the three!!}
Terri Morasco: Evan has fought his way back into this match, and he looks to be in the driver's seat now! That fall was as close as it gets!
Vasco Dias: That was way, way too close, Morasco! I don't like the way this is going at all!
Terri Morasco: If the King wants Evan's heart, he better go to a plan B! There is no quit in this man! None!
{Evan goes for a snapmare, but Terrella's too big and too strong. Quickly adapting on the fly, Albrecht transitions into a neckbreaker! Evan looks over at Portia on the outside and then lets out a howl to agitate her. She throws a fit on the outside. Terrella rolls to his side, grasping for the ropes, his eyes glassy behind the blood. Evan let's Terrella burn more of his own energy trying to regain his footing, trying to bring him to his feet with the motion of his hand as he sets up for something.}
Terri Morasco: This is a smart play by Evan! He's forcing the bigger guy to really work here and drain the tank!
Vasco Dias: Smart and Evan Albrecht are words that don't belong together in the same sentence, Morasco!
{Evan scores with a stinging right hand, rocking the King. Terrella returns blast, staggering Albrecht with a boulder like left. Evan crumples to the canvas, but Terrella is too spent to capitalize. He leans on the ropes, face covered in blood. Evan shakes off the effects from the blow that dropped him, lunging into Terrella's bad wheel yet again with a crippling chop block. Evan looks toward the corner.}
Terri Morasco: Is Evan Albrecht thinking Hunter's Moon!?
Vasco Dias: I'm afraid he might be! That might be his best option to put this away! Terrella's too big for the Kiss of HeliĆ³s, and I don't know if you want to tie up with Terrella in the Wyld Hunt, if you're Albrecht!
Terri Morasco: He is! He's going to the top!
{The Thunderchild ascends the turnbuckles and takes flight, arching mid-air, and finally connecting with the Hunter's Moon! He wrestles up one of Terrella's tree trunk like legs for a tight hook of the leg, and the official slides into position for a count! The referee's hand goes down... One... Two... Three!!!}
Terri Morasco: The Thunderchild has done it, Vasco! He's picked up the win to advance here tonight over the King of Clubs!!
Vasco Dias (as uninspired as possible): Yay? What do you want from me, Morasco?
Alison Valance: Your winner of the match by pinfall... The Thunderchild... Evan Albrecht!!!
{Evan leaps onto the middle turnbuckle, motioning as if the belt were around his waist and lets out a gigantic howl for the crowd as they cheer him on!}
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SEGMENT
Fallout from the World Television Championship match last week
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{The scene opens deep in the Nevada desert inside of an old converted church that has become known as The Cathedral of Crosse. All of the pews are full with masked men and women and there is a buzz in the air as the congregation chats amongst themselves. A door opens in the back of the room and the upper echelons of The Church of Crosse file out. Disciple One is first taking his place to the right of the oversized throne that has been raised up onto a dais, next compes to who takes his spot to the right of the throne, he is followed by āThe First Apostleā who sits upon a new throne that has been placed one step down from that of āThe Unholy Son.ā
A masked female walks to the front of the cathedral and sings āReach out and touch faith,ā as an organ begins to play Personal Jesus and the congregation joins in the singing of the first hymn of The Church of Crosse. As the song is coming to an end āThe Unholy Sonā takes a seat in his blood red throne as his younger brother takes his place as his podium made of bones.}
Lucipher Crosse: Reach out and touch faith my children! It seems so long since I was last here in The Cathedral of Crosse able to give a proper sermon. I have been traveling all over this great country along with āThe Unholy Sonā spreading The Word and opening the minds of new people.
{The crowd cheers loudly until Crosse raises his hand to silence them.}
Now I feel like I have been neglecting you, but tonight I have a very special treat. Last week on IWF Sacrifice in front of millions of people a miracle happened. Brother Gregor dropped to his knees and finally accepted āThe Unholy Sonā into his life. After months of enduring a walk through the deepest pits of hell he made the decision to live his life according to The Word.
{The congregation once again begins to applaud until Lucipher raises his hand to quiet them.}
Tonight with all of you baring witness Brother Gregor will take one final test and then become āThe First Apostle.ā Sister Three and Brother Four will you please come on out here.
{The door at the back of the sanctuary opens again and two masked individuals came out carrying a brazier full of red hot coals with what appears to be a branding iron sticking out of it. The pair sets the brazier down beside the lectern of bones.}
Brother Gregor please come up to the lectern and get down on your knees.
{The big man does as he is ordered.}
Brother Nicky can you also please join us.
{Knight climbs down from his dias and stands beside his brother.}
Gregor we have spent a lot of time talking the past couple of weeks and it is obvious to me that you have changed in many ways over the past several months. Those changes however have all been on the inside and only apparent to those that take the time to get to know you. That would be perfectly fine if you were just a common member of the congregation, or even a Disciple; however you are to be āThe First Apostle,ā so that is not good enough. That is why the very last test that you must face is to show the world that you are willing to be a follower of āThe Unholy Son.ā
Brother Nicky.
{Nick steps up and takes the branding iron from the brazier.}
Nick Knight: Brother Gregor Do you swear to live your life according to The Word.
{Winter nods.}
Do you swear to worship āThe Fatherā and āThe Unholy Sonā only, for the rest of your days?
{Again the big man nods.}
Are you willing to bear the sign of The Church of Crosse for the rest of your days?
{Once again Gregor nods.}
May you be purified by the flame!
{Nick places the flaming hot branding iron against āThe Modern Day Vikingāsā chest. The big man screams as the metal burns hair and flesh alike and several members of the congregation run for the door to escape the sickening smell. Knight pulls away the iron revealing a red welt in the shape of The Church of Crosse skull.}
Reach out and touch faith Brother Gregor.
{The scene fades to black.}
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SINGLES MATCH
Samira Hamilton vs Amber Cooke
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Alison Valance: The following match is scheduled for one fall!
Terri Morasco: This will be an exciting match up for certain.
Vasco Dias: It will be hard hitting hopefully.
{Arena light fade down. A pulse sound starts from the arena speaks, carrying with it some added bass. User cameras are shown filling up the entire arena in a sea of light. āBad Guyā by Billie Eilish tolls over the arena sound system, which also kicks in the purple spotlights, sending everything into a rave like experience until spotting Samira Hamilton looking down toward the wrestling ring from the middle section stands. She begins walking down to the stairs heading to the ground floor of the arena and hops over the soft barricade. Samira stops, looks at ring and proceeds, circling around the ring going to the time keepers position, where she climbs the steel steel steps nearby and enters the ring.}
Alison Valance: First down to the ring, Samira Hamilton!
Terri Morasco: Sheās had kind of a bump in her matches since her return.
Vasco Dias: I miss when she was a cold bitch.
{The guitars of "The World Is Yours" start up and the arena is bathed in lights for a minute before Amber comes stalking as the first main riff kicks in, walking at medium pace and pausing in the middle of the ramp, taking in the surroundings before she circles the ring with the occasional slam of the mat in time with the drums before hopping the ring apron and actually hyping the crowd up some and then jumping over the top rope to spin the centre of the ring and the find a corner as she disrobes }
Alison Valance: Next down to the ring, Amber Cooke!
Terri Morasco: Amber has already had a good bunch of matches since her return.
Vasco Dias: But she was silent leading up to this match.
{As soon as the bell rings, Amber hits Samira with a Suplex followed by a Backbreaker, Samira rolls to the ropes, but Amber grabs her by the hair pulling her back. Amber hits her with a few mudhole stomps.}
Terri Morasco: Amber not wasting any time here.
Vasco Dias: She wants to win this match. Who can blame her?
{Samira manages to get herself out of Amberās grip by kicking her in the knee. Samira brushes her hair back before hitting Amber with a Tilt-a-Whirl Backbreaker followed by a Spinning Heel Kick.}
Terri Morasco: Samira with a bit of defense.
Vasco Dias: Finally.
{Samira hits Amber with a Trick-Shot followed by a FEARLESS! Samira goes for the pin
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Alison Valance: And your winnerā¦ Samira Hamilton!
{Samira get off of Amber and offers her a hand to help her back to her feet even as her theme song plays over the PA. Amber takes the hand up.}
Terri Morasco: Samira has really changed since she first arrived.
Vasco Dias: Sheās become boring letās be honest.
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IWF WORLD TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP GOLDEN OPPORTUNITY MATCH
1K RP WORD LIMIT
Ulf Hednir vs Nick Danger
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{The opening guitar introduction to "Raise Your Horns" by Amon Amarth begins to play through the speakers in the arena, and the crowd erupts into a cheer; "Victory!" as the opening of the vocals comes to the speakers, Ulf Hednir comes from behind the curtains with his drinking horn held high into the air leading the crowd to cheer further for him. He walks to the side of the stage and gestures for the crowd to get louder--he is not disappointed, and salutes the crowd by raising the drinking horn to the crowd following it with a gulp; he salutes them one more time before walking toward the ring with a smile on his face. He walks close by the ramp to use his free hand to shake hands with many of the fans. When reaching the bottom of the ramp, he walks around to the time keeper's table and places the drinking horn in a holder fastened to his belt, in order for him to remove his wolf headdress and place it with the time keeper. He retrieves his drinking horn from his belt again and holds it to the sky, yelling "SkƄl!" to the crowd, who chant it with him before downing the remainder of the beverage residing in the drinking horn. He places the drinking horn down on his wolf headdress, and slides under the bottom rope to get into the ring. He is quick to his feet, waiting for the match to begin.}
Terri Morasco: Ulf Hednir is here and looking to keep his momentum going! He has beaten Scott Handsome, and a recent victory over another combatant in the Golden Opportunity matches -- Evan Albrecht -- so you have to think that Ulf may be the favorite if he can come up big against Nick Danger this evening!
Vasco Dias: He has been on fire, Iāll give you that, butā¦ while heās not as young as he once wasā¦ he is still young. He is still fresh. He is still green. This is not the octagon! The rules are very different! I think that Nick Danger is going to pull this upset tonight, and Ulf Hednir is going to fade into oblivion.
{Never Giving Up by Of Mice & Men comes on and Nick Danger walks to the entrance ramp wearing his wrestling gear and leather jacket that says "Dangerzone" and make his way to the ring giving fans high fives and climb the steel step and gets on the top turnbuckle and looks at the crowd and tell them scream louder and does a front flip landing on his feet then take his leather jacket off threw towards the crowd then goes to corner and wait for the match to start.}
Vasco Dias: Here he is! Ready to start this fight, and ready to walk out as the winner! This is your best chance, Nick Danger, this is your opportunity toā¦ be strongā¦ to go after the IWF World Television Championship! Give him everything you got!
Terri Morasco: Iām sure that he intends to do everything he can, but the size difference is notable. I donāt see Nick Danger being able to land every bit of offense he has. His key factors are going to be to be quick, attack quicker, and do not lose your footing!
{The bell sounds. Ulf Hednir and Nick Danger charge at each other to meet in the middle of the ring; Ulf gets the upper hand by catching Nick Danger with a swift European Uppercut that sends him staggering back! Ulf hunches over and begins to show some of his MMA ability by connecting with a left, a right, another left, another right, and a third of each while battling Danger back into the corner! The pummeling continues. Nick Danger is trying to cover himself from the onslaught using his elbows, and arms, to block most of the oncoming attacks; he is trapped in the corner, so moving is hardly an optionā¦}
Terri Morasco: Ulf Hednir starting off hot this time around, and has Nick Danger already backed into a corner!
Vasco Dias: You better get some offense in. Ulf has been on a roll knocking people out with punches lately.
Terri Morasco: And if he lands one good one, it could end rather quick.
{Hednir connects with a punch into Dangerās gut that causes him to hunch forward, but Ulf pushes him back and this time climbs up onto the middle rope; Ulf raises a fist into the sky gesturing that he is going to make it rain on Nick Danger! One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten! Ten punches from Ulf Hednir to Nick Danger, still trapped in the corner who appears to only be standing by help of the turnbuckle. Ulf gestures for the crowd to get loud, and receives a pop from them, and he jumps backward; he gestures for Nick Danger to come forward, who is stumbling forward; he lifts him up and over with a power slam! Ulf hooks the leg, bobbing his head with the refereeās count: One! ā¦ Two! ā¦ Nick Danger kicks out!}
Vasco Dias: Nick Danger has taken more punches than anyone else has against since Ulf Hednir returned, and is somehow kicking out!
Terri Morasco: To be fair, he didnāt hit him quite as hard! He was looking for it, but the momentum just was not there.
{Ulf Hednir looks at the referee, surprised.}
Ulf Hednir: Two? Two?
{The referee nods his head to Ulf, who just sighs in response and stands back up; at the same time, he is lifting Nick Danger with him with his back to him -- Nick Danger pushes off from Ulf, and flips backward to hit a pele kick! The kick sends Ulf back just a few steps, and Nick Danger quickly hops to his feet. Without looking at Ulf, he rushes to the ropes across and rebounds off! Danger comes back and hits a dropkick to Ulfās gut; Ulf now keels over, and Nick Danger again hurries to his feet; he delivers a swift kick to the back of Ulfās leg that forces him down to one knee and then charges the ropes again! He rebounds off and comes back to connect with a shining wizard!}
Terri Morasco: Nick Danger finally getting some offense in, and in a big way!
Vasco Dias: Donāt hesitate!
{Nick Danger covers Ulf Hednir One! ā¦ Two! Ulf Hednir is able to kick out!}
Vasco Dias: Not even close!
Terri Morasco: If he had knocked enough of the wind out of him, it could have been over right there. But heās still got some work to do.
{Ulf Hednir starts to roll over and get up to his feet on his own, while Nick Danger is already up; Nick Danger rushes to the ropes and goes out to the apron gesturing for Ulf Hednir to stand up and face him; his demands are met, and Nick Danger springs to the top rope, and off to go for a forearm smash! Ulf easily steps to the side!}
Terri Morasco: Nick Danger is off balance, and in a bad way. The Thor Punch?
Vasco Dias: He could get itā¦
{Nick Danger staggers toward Ulf, facing him, and just as the crowd roars for a potential punch -- Ulf was not prepared for it. Instead, he scoops him up and puts him on his shoulder, and charges at the turnbuckle! Nick Danger slides off his back and shoves Ulf into the corner as hard as he can! Ulf covers his front in a bit of pain, and turns to Nick Danger who is already running at Ulf -- he leaps at him, but Ulf fully ducks -- Nick Danger shows off his athleticism by landing on the top ropeā¦}
Vasco Dias: Good recovery. Good recovery.
Terri Morasco: You may be speaking too soon!
{Ulf Hednir didnāt stumble too far, and forces Nick Danger to lose his footing on the top rope! He pulls him back so heās in the tree of woe position, or as Ulf calls it, the Yggdrasil!}
Terri Morasco: Nick Danger is in trouble now! His legs are caught up on the top ropes, and--
Vasco Dias: And the blood! Rushing to his head! This may spell trouble for him yet!
{Ulf begins to clap his hands over the top of his head, along with the single wordā¦}
Ulf Hednir: SkƄl!
{A second clap.}
Ulf Hednir: SkƄl!
{The crowd joins in the clapping, and the chant, as Ulf Hednir now charges at the ropes to build up his own momentum; he rebounds back as Nick Danger weaves back and forth to try and get free, but to no avail! Ulf connects with a dropkick to his trapped opponent!}
Vasco Dias: No defense. Nothing stopping that brutal kick.
Terri Morasco: But heās still stuck, but looks like heās justā¦ no longer in this match.
{Ulf Hednir stands back up, and frees Nick Danger from the Yggdrasil position; he drops over him quickly to make another cover: One! ā¦ Two! ā¦ Nick Danger is able to get his foot to the bottom rope!}
Terri Morasco: Nick Danger living up to that name. Living quite dangerously.
Vasco Dias: I donāt know if it was a twitch, or if he knows that he actually got his foot on the rope. In either case, I think it may be time to just stay down.
{Ulf sits on his knees momentarily, looking up to the ceiling as if looking for his deitiesā¦ as if looking for an answer as to why Nick Danger continues to fight. Ulf finally re-focuses, and drops an elbow across Nickās jaw! He now presses down with all of his weight, hooking the leg that touched the rope, as he goes for another cover: One! ā¦ Two! ā¦ Th--Nick Danger kicks out of it this time! Ulf pushes Nick back down, and covers again: One! ā¦ Two! Nick kicks out! Ulf drives a couple more elbows to Nickās skull, and covers a third time: One! ā¦ Two! ā¦ T--Nick Danger still kicks out!}
Vasco Dias: I think Ulf is starting to get frustrated!
Terri Morasco: That may not be a good sign for Nick Danger. Ulf is ratherā¦ largeā¦
Vasco Dias: Valid point.
{Ulf finally gets up to his feet and takes a deep breath as he walks to the opposite end of the ring; Nick Danger is trying to gather his wits and shake the cobwebs from his head; Ulf looks to stalk Nick for a moment and just as he gets up -- he charges at him and goes for a running big boot that would knock Nick Dangerās head straight off! Nick ducks under it, and manages to roll Ulf up into the schoolboy cover: One! ā¦ Two! ā¦ Th--Ulf Hednir kicks out!}
Vasco Dias: Nick Danger trying to show whatever life he has left in him, but I donāt know if itāll be enough.
Terri Morasco: If Nick Danger can keep Ulf from building up more momentum, he is still in this one!
{Both of the men are on their feet, albeit Nick Danger a little worse for wear; Ulf looks to take advantage of the situation by charging forward, but Nick Danger connects with a superkick! Ulf falls down, but is already trying to get back upā¦ Nick Danger connects with a second shining wizard! He uses the momentum of going forward to get out onto the apron. Ulf turns onto his stomach and pushes himself back up, and this time Nick Danger springs to the top rope and comes off to go for the Legacy Cutter!}
Terri Morasco: Could he--
Vasco Dias: No! He misses!
{Nick Danger has a crash and burn in the middle of the ring; Ulf picks him up and lifts him up for a powerbomb! Nick Danger holds on for dear life, trying to reverse it -- Ulf shakes his head trying to force Nick Danger to lose his hold, but he is still clingingā¦ he connects with a few shots, before Ulf tosses him up (ala Last Ride), and Nick Danger tries to slide down Ulfās back! Ulf hooks his arms behind him, though, and calls out to the crowdā¦}
Vasco Dias: Nick Danger now has nowhere to go! Nowhere!
Terri Morasco: Ulf has him in a peculiar position, but weāve seen this from him before. A long time ago!
{Ulf drops Nick Danger with the Blood Eagle!}
Terri Morasco: Ulfās patented Blood Eagle! So itās not only a fist you have to watch out forā¦ Itās the Blood Eagle.
Vasco Dias: That may just about be it.
{Ulf rolls Nick over, and covers him: One! ā¦ Two! ā¦ Three!}
Announcer: Your winner! By way of pin fall! ULF! HEDNIR!!!!!!!
{āRaise Your Hornsā begins to play over the speakers, and Ulf has his arm raised as the winner. He takes an exasperated breath, as he gets up as the winner.}
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SINGLES MATCH
James Gilmore vs Caleb Lockwood
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{ An instrumental with hook version of "Shell Shocked" by Juicy J, featuring Wiz Khalifa and Ty Dolla $ign, begins to play, and a video package begins to play stock footage of waves crashing, followed by bolts of cloud-to-cloud lightning. }
"Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked..."
{ As jets of water shoot out from all directions, we see James Gilmore stepping out onto the stage, posing along to the hip-hop tune, before high-fiving the crowd and walking down to the ring. }
"(All for one when we fight together)
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
(All for one when we ride together)
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
(All for one when we fight together)
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
(This family can bear any weather)
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked..."
{ Once inside the ring, the Islander alum points heavenward, taking in the moments as he waits for his opponent. }
Terri Morasco: Three years ago, you wouldn't think that James Gilmore would rise to become one of IWF's top Superstars!
Vasco Dias: It's still a lie, I tell ya!
Terri Morasco: The 2020 co-Hero of the Year is...WATCH OUT!!!
{ JJ's music immediately cuts off as IWF Men's World Champion Caleb Lockwood races into the ring! The crowd begins to boo as Lockwood, with trusty lead pipe in hand, plasters the Islander alum in the back! Blue Shoes immediately throws the match out as Caleb continues pounding on the seemingly defenseless Gilmore! }
Vasco Dias: That's a REAL champ right there!
Terri Morasco: Oh, c'mon man!!! Caleb didn't care about having this match, so long as he gets to pile on JJ!?! And he's our Men's World Champion, GIMME A BREAK!!!
{ Caleb smirks from ear to ear as Blue Shoes calls for the whitecoats! They all rush down to the ring to help James out, and he gives the crowd some good news by giving them the thumbs up! }
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IWF WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
1K RP WORD LIMIT
Scott Handsome and Grave Roberts vs The Powers That Be
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{ We come back from the commercial break with Scott Handsome and Grave Roberts already in the ring and Alison Valance making the announcements. }
Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the IWF WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP! Already in the ring, the challengers, Scott Handsome and Grave Robertos!
Vasco Dias: I donāt like their chances.
Terri Morasco: Of surviving?
Vasco Dias: Exactly.
Alison Valance: And now to introduce the champions, they are collectively the greatest Menās World Champion the IWF has ever hadā¦
{ Alison lets out a little sigh. }
Alison Valance: They are Angel Blake! Dean Harper! POWERS THAT BE!!!
{ The lights in the arena go out as Mission Statement by Stone Sour begins to play. A spot light shines down upon the entrance ramp highlighting Angel Blake and Dean Harper. The two stand side by side with their arms out stretched before pyro fires off all around them. The father and son pairing head toward the ring as the crowd boos. Angel and Dean each take a different side of the ring and climb up before facing the crowd with their outstretched arms and the whole arena being engulfed in light. When the lighting returns to normal they are both in the ring and ready to fight. }
Vasco Dias: I have got to say, I am so happy to see the tag team championships back!
Terri Morasco: As am I Vasco, the fans and the performers have been asking for this for a long time!
Vasco Dias: And now for the first time in over half a decade they will be defended on Sacrifice!
{ Dick Cox is showing the belts to the challengers when Angel and Dean explode out of the corner and attack Scott and Grave! Dick Cox calls for the bell! }
Vasco Dias: Cox is going to let the attack slide and begin the match!
Terri Morasco: Heās always been very lax with the rules!
{ Blake tosses Grave from the ring as Dean is lighting Scott up in the corner. Scott throws a wild right hand that Dean ducks and quickly spring boards off the send rope with Up is Down! }
Terri Morasco: Dean hitting a big move out of the gate!
{ Outside the ring, Angel runs Grave into the ring post and bounces his head off of it! Grave staggers and Angel hits the Genocide Kick pinning Graveās head against the post! }
Vasco Dias: Blake just took Graveās head off!
Terri Morasco: That was vicious!
{ Scott is trying to get back to his feet but Dean is there with a shotgun dropkick to the knees of Scott as Angel comes in from behind with a chop block! }
Vasco Dias: Great team work!
{ Cox seems like heās just going to let this go as Angel and Dean pull Scott up for a double Genocide Kick! Scott teeters and Dean hits him with Reality Break! }
Terri Morasco: So is Cox just going to let this be a melee!?
Vasco Dias: Absolutely he is!
{ Dean covers but Grave somehow manages to get back into the ring and break it up before three. Angel is on Grave as soon as he tries to stand with the Revelations! Blake pulls Gave up and hits Divine Justice! }
Vasco Dias: Grave is going to regret ever getting back in the ring!
Terri Morasco: They need to regroup and get away from PTB!
{ Dean pulls Scott up and throws him hard into the corner before hitting a vicious double knee strike pulled down into his own version of his fatherās Revelations! Angel takes Grave back to the outside and over to the ramp where he its the LAST GASP! }
Vasco Dias: And thatās it for Grave Roberts!
Terri Morasco: He could have a broken neck!
{ Dean pulls Scott up his feet just to drop him with Clipped Wings! Dean looks to his father and tags him in. }
Terri Morasco: So now we are enforcing tags!?
Vasco Dias: You want to get in there and tell the Blakeās what to do?
Terri Morasco: Noā¦
{ Angel and Dean hit the Like Father, Like Son! Angel then locks in the Absolution on Scottās leg, Dean locks it in on his left arm and the Blakeās wrench on Scott to the point something definitely pops or breaks and Cox thankfully calls for the bell! }
Alison Valance: Your winners and still IWF World Tag Team Championsā¦ POWERS THAT BE!!!
{ Angel and Dean hold the duel submissions on a little longer before finally releasing Scott. }
Vasco Dias: Angel and Dean sending a very loud and clear message to the tag teams in the IWF.
Terri Morasco: And I hope they were listening because this team is going to be hard to beat!
{ Angel and Dean hold their belts up as Mission Statement plays. }
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