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SINGLES MATCH
Kelvin Rivers vs Scott Handsome
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{The camera pans around the arena showing fans holding up various signs as Sacrifice begins. The opening pyro explodes from the ramp but before Terri Morasco and Vasco Dias can do their intros a beat kicks in.}
I crawled out the gutter
I rose to the top
My reign everlasting
I canāt be stopped
I was made for the throne
Rise up til I moan
You been waiting on a ruler
Well Iām home
{As soon as the word āHomeā is spoken more pyro explodes from the rampway and JC Keeton dressed in jeans and a white Bushido t-shirt from the IWF Year One Vintage Collection steps out on to the stage to a huge pop. He begins making his way towards the ring.}
Terri Morasco: Ladies and gentlemen welcome to Monday Night Sacrifice! Iām Terri Morasco and joining me as always is Vasco Dias! Vasco it looks like JC Keeton, the man who won last weeks Battle Royal and will be the first to challenge Ulf Hednir for the World Television Championship, is on his way to the ring.
Vasco Dias: Heās not scheduled to be here until later when he and Ulf sign the contract for their match at Danger Zone.
{JC makes it to ringside after taking his time getting to the ring playing to the crowd. He rolls under the bottom rope and grabs a mic from a ring attendant.}
JC Keeton: I figured since my face was the last one you saw when Sacrifice went off the air last week it should be the first one you see when it begins this week. The last two weeks have been a whirlwind for me to say the least. I didnāt even know if I was gonna be in the battle royal cause I had a stiff test in Phillip Deforrest to get through first but I got it done and then I went out there in that main event and I exceeded even my own expectations. Iāve won a lot of matches and held titles all over the world in my time away from IWF but I can honestly say that last week was the biggest win of my career. Iām going to Danger Zoneā¦
{ It Won't Suck Itself hits to strobe lights and streamers as Scott Handsome comes running out from behind the curtain playing air guitar and whipping his hair around. Scott slides on his knees in epic fashion then pops up to run down to the ring. Scott jumps to his feet and onto the second turnbuckle where he starts thrashing with his hair to the music. Scott dismounts the turnbuckle and tells JC that his time is up. JC throws his hands up and slides out to the floor.}
Terri Morasco: It looks like we wonāt get to hear what JC Keeton was about to say after he was interrupted by Scott Handsome.
Vasco Dias: Surprised to see Keeton backdown from Handsome.
Terri Morasco: I think it was more of him taking the high road than backing down.
{As Keeton begins making his way to the back smoke and sparkler pyro lights up the top of the ramp as the opening bars of āChariots of Fireā by Vangelis reverberate around the arena. As the piano kicks in Kelvin Rivers makes his way slowly out from the back, his hands clasped behind his back. He walks through the pyro, pausing at the top of the ramp, throwing his head back, eyes closed and taking a deep breath through his nose. After a few seconds he flops forward in a flamboyant bowing motion. He holds that position for a few seconds before swinging back up and slowly making his way down the ramp stopping in front of JC Keeton blocking his path.}
Terri Morasco: Rivers is blocking Keeton from going any farther, he was rather upset about being the first man out of the Battle Royal and JC Keeton had a hand in his elimination.
Vasco Dias: He should probably focus on his match and let Keeton pass.
{Out of nowhere Rivers takes a swing at Keeton but JC ducks it. He spins Kelvin around and hits a Jumping Knee Strike right on the button shutting out the Brits lights. The crowd pops loudly at this and JC just shrugs and continues to the back. Scott Handsome comes running down the ramp and he grabs Kelvin Rivers ankle and begins dragging his lifeless carcass towards the ring. Once he gets him close enough Handsome scoops Rivers up and rolls him into the ring before sliding in after him. Handsome tells the referee to start the match and he reluctantly gives the signal.}
DING DING DING
{When the bell rings Handsome immediately covers Rivers and the referee counts 1...2...3!}
Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, your winnerā¦ Scott Handsome!
{Scott begins jumping around like he just won the World Title, demanding the referee raise his arm multiple times.}
Terri Morasco: I'm speechlessā¦ I'll have to check but that may be an IWF record.
Vasco Dias: I think I hear Kelvin Rivers snoring still.
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SEGMENT
Women's World title signing
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{We cut to one of the administrative offices backstage where Jess Fowler presided over one of a few contract signings scheduled for tonightās Sacrifice. This one for the Womenās World Championship Triple Threat Match at Danger Zone.
Jess is sitting with the three competitors around a circular table. The first challenger, a long standing veteran of the wrestling industry, the first female Champion IWF ever crowned in 2013 - former Ruby Champion, Tara Fenix on the left. The second challenger,, former MMA star and former longest reigning Imperial Diamond Champion, Virginia Stepanov on the right and the current, reigning Womenās World Champion, Abigail in between her two challengers, facing Jess directly across from her.
The three women are a study in contrasts.
Virginia sneered at the sight of the Champion, and Tara seemed thoroughly unimpressed with either woman. Abigail felt all eyes on her and on the prize draped across Abigailās left shoulder, the IWF Womenās World Championship, whilst she pulled the clipboard with the contract towards herself first, studying it.}
Jess Fowler: Alright ladies, time to make the match at Danger Zone officialā¦
{As Abigail already had the contract first, Jess handed her a pen from the breast pocket of their shirt. Abigail took the pen graciously, with a nod and a small smile towards Fowler.}
Abigail: Thank you.
{Abigail flipped through the contract to the signatory page, it all felt very familiar as she looked Virginia dead in the eye first and signed her name in the appropriate space, before looking at Tara. Abigail knew her challengers were the kind of women who eachmade a storied career out of making declarative statements in in-ring competition, in MMA and in professional wrestling, respectively.
Virginia was a woman of action, and Tara was on a quest for vengeance against a man Abigail had no particular love for herself. Even still, she knew the odds were against her and because of what was at stake, it would be every woman for herself at Danger Zone. She took a breath and tried to accept her latest challenge on those terms, even if they were less than ideal, they were still fair given what happened at Metamorphosis, so Abigail respected that.
Abigail lay the pen down across the paper and slid the signed contract over to Fowler, who checked over Abigailās signature with a nod.}
Jess Fowler: Thank you.
Abigail: Youāre welcome.
{Jess Fowler then passed the contract and pen over to Virginia first to complete her end of the deal.
Virginia looked between Tara and Abigail, the distaste for both of them clear in her acid gaze. She made a ātskā sound before leaning down to pick up the pen. She glances over the contract for a moment before she scrawls her name on the dotted line before tossing the pen over to Tara as she leans against the wall.}
Jess Fowler: Thank you.
Virginia Stepanov: For sure.
{Tara looked at the IWF Womenās World Championship held by Abigail, and then at face and finally into the eyes of Abigailā¦ she could only see Spike in her eyes, and it caused her to sneer at Abigail.}
Tara Fenix: I will make youā¦ sufferā¦ just for your name. The beltā¦ thatās just a bonus.
{Tara completely ignored Virginia Stepanov, and signed her name on the contract before slamming the pen down onto the table, and she took a couple steps back and her eyes stared a hole through the Kane.}
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TAG TEAM MATCH
Fateful Danger vs Billie Parris and Adel Trevant
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Alison Valance: The following match is scheduled for one fall!
Terri Morasco: Here is our main event of the evening!
Vasco Dias: One of these things doesnāt belong hereā¦.
{Nightmare by AVenged Sevenfold comes on adn Draco Wolfe, Nick Danger, and Nate Fate come on the entrance ramp wearing Fateful Danger custom ring attire gear. They come down the ramp walking the ramp giving fans high fives. Draco slides inside the ring, while Nick Danger climb the top turnbuckle and get he fans hype then does a front filp and lands on his feet and Nate Fate springboards inside the the ring and they all a fighting pose and wait for their opponents.}
Alison Valance: First down to the ring, Nick Danger and Draco Wolfe...FATEFUL DANGER!
Terri Morasco: They have been oddly quiet.
Vasco Dias: Probably too busy getting their living wills in order.
{The camera swings around to the ring where Billie and Adel are already standing looking slightly confused.}
Alison Valance: Second to the ringā¦ or actually was already in the ring but I missed them entering during the commercial breakā¦ Billie Parris and Adel Trevant
Terri Morasco: So...They are going to lose, right?
Vasco Dias: Totally.
{As soon as the bell rings, Adel runs across the ring and hits Nick Danger with a Anaconda Choke Hold.}
Terri Morasco: Thatās unexpected.
Vasco Dias: Yikes.
{Nick struggles for a moment before tapping out.}
Alison Valance: and...uh... your winnerā¦ Adel Travent and Billie Parris!
{Adel lets go of Nick and runs over to Billie who looks fucking shocked.}
Terri Morasco: ...Did that just?
Vasco Dias: Iām scared too.
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SEGMENT
The Fateful Danger sits down with Gods and Monsters before their big match at Danger Zone with Willy Carter.
What will their match stipulation be?
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{The camera goes to the backstage area in a dark room; Locke, and Abraxes sit on a pair of stools on one sideā¦ Willy Carter is sitting in a stool in the middleā¦ and there are two more stools on the other side designated for The Fateful Danger.}
Willy Carter: Well, Iāll be real with youā¦ this is kind of nerve-wrecking, sitting with you two.
{Willy Carter chuckles nervously, as Abraxes and Locke both tilt their head at him; Abraxes looking to be the scarier of the twoā¦}
Locke: Eh, listen, man, we aināt got all day to wait for these two nobodies to decide to show. I know that they jusā had a match, but that aināt our problem, ahāright?
Willy Carter: You know what? That sounds fine by me! Iām just here to hear what stipulation you guys can come to an agreement on, andā¦
Locke: They aināt here! Abraxes!
{Locke turns to face his partner.}
Locke: Do you see The Fateful Danger sitting in theirā¦
{Locke points at the empty stools, but does not turn.}
Locke: ā¦ designated spot? Or are my eyes deceivinā me?
{Abraxes shakes his head, indicating that they areā¦ in factā¦ not there.}
Locke: Perfect! Then, Willyā¦
{Locke turns to face Willy Carter again.}
Locke: There aināt much to say. There aināt no arguinā. Ahāright? We are goinā to have ourselves an old school BRAWL, ya get me?
{Willy shakes his head, with a look of panic.}
Locke: Iāll explain it to ya like youāre five, ahāright? The Fateful Dangerā¦ anā... Gods anā Monstersā¦ are gonā go out to that ring in Danger Zone, but there aināt no sayinā that the match is goinā to end there! We are goinā to have a TORNADO! ā¦ EXTREME RULES! ā¦ FALLS COUNT. ANYWHERE! Match! Sound good?
Willy Carter: Hey, man, Iām not here to argue. If thatās what you want--
Locke: Good! Abraxes. Letās go.
{Locke and Abraxes get up from their stools, and briskly walk to the exit; just as they are walking to the exit, Nick Danger and Draco Wolfe show after completing their match just previouslyā¦ both of them winded, and still in their wrestling gear.}
Nick Danger: Whoa! Whoa! Arenāt we supposed to decide a stipulation?
{Locke pats Nick Danger on the shoulder.}
Locke: Itās decided. Best of luck!
{Locke and Abraxes brush past their opponents, and Willy Carter just smiles, nodding his head to The Fateful Danger who look at Willy Carter for an answer.}
Willy Carter: Oh, I can speak now? Itās gonna be a Tornadoā¦ Extreme Rulesā¦ Falls Count Anywhere match!
{Willy speaks with a bit of enthusiasm, still nodding his head. The scene fades with Nick and Draco looking at each other.}
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TAG TEAM MATCH
Vendetta vs The Disciples
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Terri Morasco: It's time to turn our attention toward the tag team division once again, as we're about to see the Disciples take on a newer team here in Vendetta. How do you see this one stacking up, Vasco?
Vasco Dias: This is a tough one to pick, Morasco. The Disciples are coming in off a loss because Matthews got them disqualified, so they'll be looking to regain some momentum tonight. I'm sure they want to keep their leader happy. On the other hand, Vendetta picked up a win their first time out here. They're a bit of an unknown, though. They're wading out into some deeper waters now. The pressure is dialing up, and we don't know how they're going to respond.
Terri Morasco: So who do you have?
Vasco Dias: I'm going to take the Disciples. They're more familiar with the big stage, and I think Nick Knight and Lucian Crosse are going to have them more focused and ready tonight.
Terri Morasco: Let's kick it down to our broadcast partner, Alison Valance, for the introductions.
{ The lights in the arena darken, and blue and white spotlights are cast upon the stage. Snow falls from the rafters, gently dancing in the lights, and landing softly onto the stage as the opening to Nonpoint's "In The Air Tonight" echoes throughout the arena. JessƩ Marchand steps out from behind the curtain first, followed closely by Travis Reinhart. Marchand kneels on the stage with his head bowed, tapping his fist to his nose three times; while Reinhart stands behind him and runs his thumb across his throat in a slashing gesture. }
Alison Valance: Coming down the aisle... weighing in at a combined weight of four hundred fifty-two pounds... The Iceman... JessƩ Marchand... and The Clipper... Travis Reinhart... they are Vendetta!!
( Reinhart and Marchand begin to walk toward the ring with a cool and quiet confidence. )
Well, when you told me you were drowning
I would not lend a hand
I've seen your face before, my friend
But I don't know if you know who I am
Well, I was there and I saw what you did
I saw it with my own two eyes
So you can wipe off that grin
I know where you've been
It's all been a pack of lies
{ Both men pause at the bottom of the ramp, holding up the middle two fingers on their right hands in a "V" shape for the camera. Marchand slides underneath the bottom rope into the ring while Reinhart heads up the stairs and leaps over the top rope. They climb opposite corners, perching themselves on the middle turnbuckles. Marchand surveys the arena, looking side-to-side while Reinhart glances back over his shoulder toward the ring with a bit of a smirk. Both men hop down and remove their jackets as the lights rise and the song begins to fade out at the 01:53 mark. }
Terri Morasco: Going back to your earlier point, Vasco- these two certainly don't look rattled by the moment.
Vasco Dias: Everyone has a gameplan going in, Morasco. If you don't see yourself as a winner going in, you're a loser. The fact is someone's gameplan isn't going to work out the way they planned. That's where the pressure sinks in. That's where we haven't seen these two tested yet, but I think tonight we will. I stand by what I said.
{ Personal Jesus by Lollipop Lust Kill begins to play as red lights begin to flash slowly before lights come up on the stage. As the music swells, dim light begins to come up on the stage, now shrouded with smoke as three silhouettes fade into view. As the guitar kicks in hard, the lights flash onto the stage revealing the members of the The Diciples in their masks and Lucian Crosse in full, gazing into the crowd and taking in their reaction - Lucian as he spreads his arms wide as though welcoming the audience to a religious service. }
Alison Valance: And their opponents... about to make their way down the aisle... weighing in at a total combined weight of three hundred eighty-one pounds... The Disciples!
{ The Disciples walk slowly to the ring as Lucian stands at the top of the stage with his arms spread until the lights of out, leaving the Disciples to do his dark work.}
Terri Morasco: The Disciples certainly look ready for this match, too. Do you think facing a team without such a distinct size advantage helps them this time out, even if Vendetta may be able to match speed with them?
Vasco Dias: Absolutely. I believe the Disciples are still going to be the quicker team in that ring tonight. Working against smaller opponents, they may not have to sacrifice their bodies as much though.
{ Jack immediately takes the ring for his team, directing Jayson to the apron. Marchand steps in for his team, set to square off. }
Terri Morasco: Ferriman stepping in rather quickly there without much communication. Jayson seems a bit surprised there by his body language.
Vasco Dias: You read too much into things, Morasco.
{ Ferriman and Marchand tie up in the center of the ring in a collar-and-elbow lock, with Ferriman gaining a slight edge and slowly pushing Marchand back into the corner. The official calls for a break, but Ferriman doesn't give it clean. He lays in a few body blows to Marchand's midsection, doubling him over. Ferriman whips Marchand across the ring, and quickly follows. Marchand crashes into the opposite corner, and Ferriman blasts him with a running knee in the corner. Jack reaches down and scoops Marchand up, dropping him face-first across the top turnbuckle with a Snake Eyes. The impact rocks Marchand, and Jack quickly slides into a cover. Referee Jessica Andrews slides into position. She counts one... two... No!! Marchand shoots a shoulder up!! }
Terri Morasco: That was a quick near fall! Ferriman has a deceptive amount of power for his size, and he's such an incredible all-around athlete. I'm not sure Marchand was expecting such a furious initial burst.
Vasco Dias: It doesn't look it. That's the thing about Ferriman, though. He's not even two hundred pounds soaking wet, but he will hit you like a truck somehow.
{ Jack comes out of the cover and drops a knee across Marchand's forehead. Quick kick to the spine by Ferriman, followed by a tug of the hair to bring Marchand back down to the mat. The official is in there quickly to lecture Ferriman about the use of the hair. Jack seems to mostly ignore her, zeroed in on his opponent. He drives both feet into Marchand's midsection with a gut stomp. In the blink of an eye, Ferriman executes an elbow drop across Marchand's chest. Jack maintains control, forgoing a pin attempt to drag Marchand to his feet and hoist him up for a stalling suplex. A few fans count off the seconds before Marchand is sent crashing to the canvas. }
Vasco Dias: Jack Ferriman has looked absolutely exceptional here tonight. I don't know what that guy ate for breakfast, but keep eating it!
Terri Morasco: I can't argue that. He's been sharp all night, and Marchand hasn't even been able to get off the block.
{ Jayson reaches out, indicating he wants a tag. Ferriman glances over, taking his eye off Marchand for a moment while he seemingly deliberates. The momentary distraction is just enough for Marchand to grab a fistful of trunks to aid him in sending Ferriman face-first into the turnbuckles. Marchand rolls over and tags out to Reinhart, who comes in a house of fire. Reinhart fires off a calf kick to Ferriman, followed by a Roundhouse kick square to Ferriman's chin. Jack goes down like a ton of bricks, and Travis lands an Axe Stomp to the small of Ferriman's back. }
Terri Morasco: The tide has seemingly shifted quite a bit now! It's Reinhart taking control!
Vasco Dias: This guy has feet flying everywhere! Ferriman might be wondering to himself if Reinhart has a third leg as many times as he's been hit!
{ Reinhart brings Ferriman up, and scores with a jawbreaker. Ferriman staggers on his feet, only to get caught sitout pumphandle slam, which Reinhart turns into a cover. The official drops down for the count! Reinhart counts along on his fingers as her hand hits the mat for the one!... two!... No!! Ferriman kicks out, refusing to let it end there! }
Vasco Dias: Whew! That was close! I thought I picked the wrong horse for a moment!
Terri Morasco: The official was a split second away from calling for the bell on this one!
{ Reinhart lifts Ferriman, but Jack catches him off guard with a strong headbutt. Jack lays in a snug European Uppercut, and then takes Reinhart over with a snapmare. Ferriman tries to lock in a rear naked choke, but Reinhart fights to stave it off with his MMA background. The two men jockey for a moment back-and-forth,and Jack abandons the attempt. Reinhart thrusts his head back, catching Ferriman on the nose. Ferriman visibly winces, but gathers himself enough to connect with an Atomic Drop. Jack shoots the ropes, where Jayson makes a blind tag, and Ferriman connects with a spear on Reinhart! Jack scores the cover, but Jessica Andrews informs him he's got to get out because he's no longer legal. }
Terri Morasco: We all saw the tag, but I don't think Jack felt it! He looks shocked!
Vasco Dias: Matthews was trying to make a heads up move there, but it might've been ill-timed!
Terri Morasco: Matthews goes quickly into the cover, and he's got one!... Two!.. No, so close! Reinhart powers out!
Vasco Dias: I honestly think Ferriman would have had it there, but they wasted too much time with the official having to explain to Jack he wasn't legal, and then Matthews having to come across the ring and get into the pin. That was one of those rare instances a tag backfired.
{ Matthews takes over, momentarily controlling the match with a spinning backfist. Jayson bounces off the ropes with a springboard DDT, which connects. He looks over at his partner, who is standing with his head hung in the corner. Jayson appears to lose a bit of focus, starting to walk over before remembering to stop and try and drag Reinhart along. Reinhart trips Jayson up with a sweep, though. Matthews crashes on the back of his head hard. Reinhart clasps one of Jayson's ankles, dragging him to the Vendetta corner. Reinhart tags Marchand, who comes in and puts the boots to the back of Jayson's head. }
{ Marchand starts driving elbows into the back of Jayson's skull without relent. Jayson tries to counter by pulling Marchand down by the leg, but Marchand brings a knee up under Jayson's chin. Marchand tags out to Reinhart, and the duo pick Jayson up together and deliver the "Roughrider" onto Matthews in their corner. Reinhart executes a swinging neckbreaker on Matthews, followed by a kneedrop to the head. Tag to Marchand. Marchand comes in and delivers an Exploder Suplex on Matthews, dropping him more on the back of his head. JessƩ pulls Jayson back into the Vendetta corner once more, making another tag to Reinhart. }
Vasco Dias: I think Vendetta smell blood in the water here, Morasco. Matthews hit hard on the back of his head earlier, and they have concentrated their entire offense on that area of the body.
Terri Morasco: He looked a little glassy-eyed coming up off the canvas on that suplex. There appears to be little to no sympathy from Vendetta, however.
{ Marchand elevates Matthews over with a Saito Suplux this time, again depositing him hard on the back of his head. Reinhart comes in quickly and goes for a cover. The official counts... One!... Two!... Matthews puts his foot on the bottom rope to stop the count! }
Terri Morasco: Jayson Matthews somehow with enough left in the tank to put a foot on the ropes!
Vasco Dias: That had to be instinct! I'm not sure Matthews even knows where he is!
Terri Morasco: Reinhart is showing a bit of frustration. I believe he felt that was going to be enough to put Matthews away. The fight continues, though.
{ Reinhart begins a conversation with official Jessica Andrew, which turns into an attempt at flirting. The official seems to be beyond reproach, however. Travis shrugs it off, refocusing on Matthews. Jayson stuns him with a small package into a cover! The official counts! One!... No! Reinhart out quickly! Matthews stumbles to his feet, where Reinhart attempts a Roundhouse, but Matthews sidesteps! Jayson leaps and takes Travis down with a hurricanranna! Both men are down! They lay motionless as the official begins to exercise a standing ten count! At six Reinhart gets to his feet. He makes the tag to Marchand, who makes an attempt at intercepting Jayson! However the Disciple is too fast! Jayson catches him with a Spinning Wheel Kick! Matthews tags Ferriman! }
Terri Morasco: We have a tag!
Vasco Dias: Matthews still looks dazed on the apron, though. Ferriman may be going the rest of the way in what amounts to a handicap match.
{ Ferriman runs through Marchand with a powerful clothesline, nearly turning him inside out! He continues on, knocking Reinhart from the apron! Jack pivots, rattling Marchand's teeth with a big boot! Jack pulls Marchand up into position, planting him seconds later with a cartwheel Death Valley Driver! In firm control, Jack goes on the attack with a German Suplex! Followed by another! And another for the Hat Trick! Reinhart again tries to climb the apron, but Ferriman knocks him off with a running knee! }
Vasco Dias: Jack Ferriman cannot be stopped!
Terri Morasco: The intensity in this match has been dialed up to an eleven!
{ Ferriman looks to Matthews, who has pulled himself to a vertical base. Jack makes a tag, looking for the finish. He sets himself as Matthews starts their finisher in motion, placing Marchand up on Ferriman's shoulder. Matthews charges the ropes, but Reinhart trips him up from the outside! Marchand slips down off of Ferriman's shoulder, and and catches him with a belly-to-back suplex! Matthews tries a springboard to stop Marchand from gaining steam, but Jayson's equilibrium is off from the pounding his head took. He slips on the ropes, crashing down on the back of his head yet another time. }
Terri Morasco: Jayson Matthews clearly isn't right, Vasco.
Vasco Dias: Why would he try to go to the ropes there, Morasco? You have to be able to adapt your strategy to the situation you're facing.
{ Marchand makes the tag to Reinhart. Marchand hauls Matthew's body up and delivers a "Fallen Phoenix" on him. }
Vasco Dias: That's Tara Fenix's move!
Terri Morasco: Marchand was trained by Tara, as I understand. The story now becomes how much does Jayson Matthews have left?
{ Reinhart runs his thumb across his throat prior to catching Jayson off the rebound, smashing his skull into the canvas with the "Storm's End". Reinhart rolls over, covering Matthews with his back and counting along as the official slaps her hand to the mat for the... One!... Two!... Three!!! }
Terri Morasco: Vendetta scores the victory, and continue their momentum! They've been rather outspoken about our Tag Team Champions, so we'll see where that leads.
Vasco Dias: They can get it done in the ring, but those mouths of theirs are going to get them in a lot of trouble! A match with the Powers That Be sounds great, until the time comes you actually have to fight the Powers That Be.
Terri Morasco: We're getting some trainers and doctors down here to check on Jayson Matthews, and hopefully everything will check out okay.
{ Marchand glances down at Matthews, and their handiwork. Reinhart and Marchand both stand near the ropes closest to the camera, flashing their hand signal "V" directly into the shot. }
Alison Valance: The winners of the match by pinfall... Vendetta!
{Smoke starts pouring into the arena. Vendetta don't want to be extras in a horror movie and leave the ring as Jack sits next to Jayson on the mat. As the lights flash Lucipher Crosse steps out of the smoke. Jack gets Jayson up and hesitates for a breif moment before stepping between Lucipher and Jayson. Lucipher motions without a word for Jayson and Jack to turn and grab the ropes. They both do so. Lucipher pulls out a whip and starts whipping both of them. Jack grits his teeth and stays standing while Jayson crumbles right before the camera cuts to commercial.}
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SEGMENT
Ulf Hednir and JC Keeton sign their World Television Championship Match Contract.
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{The ring has been decorated with a table in the center with a tablecloth over it, and lying in the middle of the table was the contract for the match to take place between JC Keeton and Ulf Hednir for the IWF World Television Championship at Danger Zone.}
Vasco Dias: There is going to be no backing out of this once JC Keeton has signed that contract, and I think heās on his way to do just thatā¦
Terri Morasco: JC Keeton earned his shot at the belt, and I think heās going to show the IWF that heās backā¦ and he means business.
{The beat to "Born Legendary" by Emanuel Vo Williams hits.}
I crawled out the gutter
I rose to the top
My reign everlasting
I canāt be stopped
I was made for the throne
Rise up til I moan
You been waiting on a ruler
Well Iām home
{As soon as he says the word "Home" pyro explodes from the rampway as JC Keeton steps through the curtain. The young star, dressed in jeans and a white Bushido t-shirt from IWFs Year One Vintage Collection, is all smiles as he makes his way to the ring to a warm reception.}
{The crowd goes into a silent anticipation for the arrival of the IWF World Television Champion; the fog begins to shoot out at the top of the stage when āRaise Your Hornsā by Amon Amarth starts playing over the PA system! The crowd erupts, nearly raising the roof off of the SAP Center as Ulf Hednir charges through the curtains and immediately raises his arm into the air with the IWF World Television Championship extended to the sky!}
Ulf Hednir: SKĀĆ
L!!!
Vasco Dias: He sure does make a scene. I donāt know what the fans see in him.
Terri Morasco: You donāt see it? I do.
{His voice carries throughout the arena, and the crowd returns the word to him; heās dressed a bit unconventionallyā¦ the majority of his casual attire; boots, jeans, and a t-shirt, but being worn over the t-shirt is a sports jacket. Ulfās lips curve into a smile as he brings the championship down to his shoulder, and locks his eyes on his opponent at Danger Zone. He points at JC Keeton, and mouths a few inaudible words. Ulf marches down the ramp and greets many of the fans on the way until he is finally at the steel steps and walks up onto the apron and finally into the ring. Ulf is handed a microphone as the music comes to a close, but the crowd is still cheering making it difficult to hear even if he were to speak right awayā¦}
Ulf Hednir: Tusen takk! Takk!
{Ulf holds a hand up as if turning a dial down, gesturing for the crowd to tone it down a notch.}
Ulf Hednir: Takk!
{Ulf turns his attention back to JC Keeton in the ring.}
Ulf Hednir: Velkomme og gratulerer! Det er en glede. A pleasure.
{Ulf extends his hand to JC Keeton, and the champion and challenger shake hands. JC holds his grip on the champion's hand a bit long, never breaking eye contact. Once Keeton releases his grip he taps the title on Ulf's shoulder with his index finger. The words "That's gonna be mine." can clearly be heard coming from JC on the mic Ulf was holding. Ulf gives a puzzled look, but smiles at JC Keeton while raising the microphone.}
Ulf Hednir: Kanskje en dag (maybe one day). But not at Danger Zone!
{Ulf said, and chuckled. Ulf made a welcoming gesture to JC Keeton to accompany him over near the contract and held the microphone out for JC Keeton.}
JC Keeton: I guess we'll see about that won't we champ? Regardless of the outcome though one thing that's guaranteed is that these people are gonna get a show from two of the youngest, hungriest stars to ever grace an IWF ring. I know I've only been back a week but I'll be happy to lead this youth movement alongside youā¦ after we beat the hell out of each other.
Ulf Hednir: Det, du er correct! Jeg see det hunger inside duā¦ jeg see detā¦
{Ulf clenches his hand into a fist momentarily.}
Ulf Hednir: Det fire! Inside of du! Det is why jeg know det disse fansā¦
{Ulf waves his hand as a gesture to signify the IWF universe; the people sitting in the audience, and then he points to the camera for the people sitting at home.}
Ulf Hednir: Disse fans er going to get one of de greatest matches! Vinner elle tape, JC. Win. Or. Lose. Disse fans er going to see two of de youngest, two of de greatest to step foot in de ringā¦ wage warā¦ jeg er honored to step foot in de ring with du. But fĆørstā¦
{Ulf eyes JC Keeton, and reaches down to take the pen from the contract. He scribbles down his own name first under the line designated for the champion, and then sets the pen down with more force than needed.}
Ulf Hednir: All du ha to doā¦ is sign.
{JC picks up the pen.}
JC Keeton: Gladly, let's show the old timers how it's done.
{He signs the contract and places the pen back on the table. Ulf nods his head as the match has been locked in; he takes the IWF World Television Championship and gets face to face with JC Keeton, while holding the belt over their heads so that it dangles in the middle of them. The two hold the pose for several seconds for the photo opportunity until Ulf takes a step back and shakes JC Keetonās hand again.}
Vasco Dias: There you have it! The match is set!
Terri Morasco: And JC was right! Both of these two are two of the younger people in the IWF, and both of them are just destined to help lead this company to the future.
Vasco Dias: No doubt, these two will cross paths in the future. Danger Zone will only be the start.
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SINGLES MATCH
Xavier Zion vs Tytus Rost
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{ The lights shut off as the initial string of horns from āSimon Saysā echos throughout the venue now entirely devoid of light. As the horns begin to stop and the snares indicate the beat drop the black shifts to a strong red, illuminating the faces of all those in attendance. Xavier emerges as always with a singular focus. Maybe a single high five is given; this is a business trip. He grips the twine of the rope as fireworks leap out of their foxholes from each turnbuckle. First blue, than red, the white again. He enters the ring and circles it, cutting the square in half. As he stretches himself out on the ropes in is corner he locks eyes with his opponent and begins to stalk. }
Terri Morasco: The X-Man, looking primed and ready for one-on-one action!
Vasco Dias: Too bad it'll be worse than a Marvel flick...
{The crowd turns its attention toward the entrance area as the drumbeat of Even Horizon begins. āYou Are Black Holeā whispers through the speakers, sending a shiver up the spine of the collective audience. From behind the curtain steps Tytus Rost, his face like carved granite as he stares with cold eyes down to the ring.
As he stands at the top of the entrance ramp, Berrick OāMurphy comes bouncing out behind him pointing and yelling, being the literal hype-man for the big Russian.}
Alison Valance: Making his way to the ring accompanied by Berrick OāMurphy, weighing three hundred and four pounds ā¦ from Mikhailovka, Russia ā¦ The Russian Lion ā¦ Tytus ā¦ Rost!
{Berrick stands in front of Tytus barking instructions at him all-the-while pointing down to the ring. Rostās upper lip curls in a sneer as he begins to move with purpose down the ramp with OāMurphy in tow. Making it to the ring, Berrick quickly scales the ring steps and climbs into the ring as Tytus stands on the floor and then leaps up to the apron in a show of agility for a man his size. He wipes his boots on the outside of the ring before stepping in through the ropes and joining OāMurphy in the center of the ring.}
Vasco Dias: This is gonna be a mismatch for Xavier!
Terri Morasco: Tytus does have the weight advantage, but stranger things have happened in the past.
[DING!]
{ This match was fun all-around, lasting for a solid nine minutes with both men giving it everything they had. Tytus, being the bigger man of the two, started working on Xavier early on with his wide assortment of power-based and brawling maneuvers. After whipping Xavier into the corner and firing off some European uppercuts, Tytus sent his opponent into the opposite set of strands before plastering him with a pair of clotheslines! He then puts Zion into a fireman's carry before hitting a solid sit-out powerslam the gets Tytus a two-count. }
Vasco Dias: Tytus is looking impressive early on....
{ Three minutes into the match, and now it's Xavier's turn to take over. He fires away on Tytus with some good martial arts punches and kicks to the face and ribs respectively before sending him for the ride. Rost bounces off the ropes and eats a dropkick for dinner, then a second for sweets! Tytus looks to be stunned as Xavier hits him with a spinning tornado DDT -- from out of nowhere -- and gets a count of two from Blue Shoes. }
Terri Morasco: So is Xavier!
{ Six minutes in...and both men are still trading punches, this time on the outside. As Blue Shoes reaches the count of six, Tytus dumps Xavier back into the ring and applies a camel clutch! Xavier is locked in tightly as the ref checks for a submission, but Zion fights back valiantly and forces a break by latching onto the bottom rope! Tytus, miffed at the blown opportunity, pounds the canvas before going for a second camel clutch...only to be countered as Zion has Rost locked into his trademark cross-face! Tytus fights the submission as Blue Sheos checks, eventually making it to the ropes and forcing a break! }
Terri Morasco: These two men are exhausted!
Vasco Dias: Something's gotta give...
{ Eventually, Tytus tried to end the match by throwing a wild haymaker that missed, and Zion is right there to counter with his patented ZUPERKICK maneuver and score the three-count! }
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SEGMENT
Will James Gilmore accept Warren Kane's challenge?
Will Roberto Verona let him?
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{James Gilmore is standing backstage, clearly avoiding a lot of the jobbers looking to catch the bounty with the camera crew around him. He waits a moment before stepping forward into Warren Kane's path.}
Warren Kane: Oh. Hey, Gilmore. Didn't expect to see you here.
James Gilmore: I wanted to catch ya before things got to crazy. I wanted to accept your challenge. I think we could make a good team.
Warren Kane: Whoa. I'm not talking about a team. I want to challenge you for the world title. I want to earn my chance at the title. I don't need the money and I want you to be prepared for it.
James Gilmore: Right, right. But we both want this to be an honest fight.
{suddenly a ding dong notification sound sounds over the PA}
Roberto Verona's voice: Now, now... You can't have a title match without my approval. This is my company.
{James glares at the speaker above them.}
Roberto Verona's voice: But I agree. James Gilmore and Warren Kane will face each other for the world title at Danger Zone... IN A LUMBERJACK MATCH!
{Warren sighs.}
Roberto Verona's voice: Any --or All-- Lumber Jack who assures James Gilmore does not leave the arena as World Champion will be awarded a title shot!
James Gilmore: Now that ain't fair! Doesn't matter what tricks you pull I ain't--
Warren Kane: Who are the lumberjacks?
Roberto Verona's voice: Ethan King, Caleb Lockwood, Gregor Winter and Dean Harper!
{Warren sighs.}
Warren Kane: Of course they are.
Roberto Verona's voice: Agree to these terms?
Warren Kane: Yes.
James Gilmore: We will still have a good clean match. You can't buy--
Roberto Verona's voice: Wonderful.
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TAG TEAM MATCH
Those Damn Gaijin vs Team Diversity Hire (Pax and Nate)
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{The opening hook of "Blood//Water - Grandson" blares from the PA as Nick Hunter, Nate Harris, Gabirela Luna and Pax Stormcrow walk onto the ramp with Justine Harris with fairy wings and a crown on as she skips down the ramp in front of them. On the 'Tron there is the TEAM DIVERSITY HIRE logo as well as showing links to instagram, youtube, spotify and their personal merch store. Justine waves happily to the crowd as each of the members stops to shake hands and fist bump the crowd before getting intot the ring with Gabi lifting the young Justine into the ring. Each of them pose a moment before exiting the ring.}
Terri Morasco: Hereās Team Diversity Hire looking to get a big win over Those Damn Gaijin here tonight!
Vasco Dias: They didnāt look too good going against Powers That Be. Maybe they shouldnāt be here at all.
Terri Morasco: They are the champions, Vasco. They are the champions. Two former World Champions.
Vasco Dias: And they are facing two former World Champions here tonight! Thank you for making my point!
{The entrance ramp lights up with gaudy neon colors and flashing lights as āSell Outā by Reel Big Fish plays loudly over the speakers, Andrew Jacobsen and Ethan King rushing out from the back, Andrew firing the crowd up and Ethan firing himself up as Danielle Chase and Gwen Price-King follow their respective husbands out from the back.}
Alison Valance: On their way to the ring, being accompanied by Danielle Chase and Gwen Price-King, at a combined weight of 475 pounds, the team of Andrew Jacobsen and Ethan King, Those Damn Gaijin!
{Andrew and Ethan walk down the ramp, Andrew high-fiving fans as he goes, and he pulls himself up onto the apron, looking around at the fans with an infectious grin on his face. Ethan walks up the steps himself. Gwen and Danielle stand off to the side of the ring talking as the men get ready for the match to start, talking strategy of their own as the music fades.}
Vasco Dias: These are the people that need a win. I think that they have a chip on their shoulder. Team Diversity Hire werenāt even here to participate in the tournament, yet they got a shot at the belts? How is that justice?
Terri Morasco: You do make a valid point, but they are here now, and still just want to win.
{Andrew Jacobsen and Pax Stormcrow are the two starting combatants, so Nate Harris and Ethan King go out to their respective corners; Blue Shoes calls for the sound of the bell, and Andrew and Pax clinch in the middle! The former World Champion gains the advantage over Pax, pulling him into a side headlockā¦ Pax answers by backing against the ropes, and shoving Andrew off to the opposite end! Andrew rebounds back and connects with a running dropkick! Andrew Jacobsen quickly springs to his feet, and hurries forward to grab Pax Stormcrow by the head and brings him to the Gaijin corner; he makes the tag to Ethan.}
Vasco Dias: Ethan King now in the ring, and Andrew Jacobsen already out on the apron.
Terri Morasco: These two are known for using quick tags. And both of them are former World Champions, so it does make them quite formidable.
{Andrew Jacobsen is on the apron. Across the ring, Nate Harris is trying to hype up Pax Stormcrow, who is met with an uppercut from Ethan King! King clinches back with Pax, not allowing there to be a break between them, and drives in a second uppercut! He holds him against the ropes, and Blue Shoes just happens to look away for a moment -- just long enough for King to rake Stormcrowās eyes.}
Terri Morasco: Ethan King taking a cheap shot there!
Vasco Dias: Pax Stormcrow literally tried moving. It was an accident.
{Stormcrow is holding his eyes, and Blue Shoes is asking what happened. Ethan King shakes his head, denying any illegal activity. Jacobsen is having a word with Gwen Price-King who doesnāt want Jacobsen seeing the illegal actions Ethan King may use, and outside of the ring Justine Harris is screaming that King had poked Stormcrowās eye. Ethan King mouths the words āshut upā to the child, and shoves Stormcrow back into the Gaijin corner. Ethan King uses shoulder thrusts into Stormcrowās abdomen several times before standing up and holding Stormcrowās head back with a stretched arm; Ethan King makes the tag to Jacobsen, and calls for him to take advantage of the situation while Blue Shoes is giving Ethan King the four-count.}
Terri Morasco: Andrew Jacobsen refusing to take the cheap shot, and insisting that Ethan King get out of the ring.
Vasco Dias: So noble of him.
{Ethan is insisting that Jacobsen take the shot, but Jacobsen shakes his head and just pats Ethan Kingās shoulder insisting that heās got it under control; Ethan King steps out onto the apron, and Andrew Jacobsen pulls Stormcrow out a couple steps; he takes him over with a snap suplex, and quickly rolls over hooking the far leg: One! ā¦ Nate Harris looks ready to spring into the ring. Two! ā¦ Nate Harris has one foot in, as Ethan King is looking to cut him off, and as Blue Shoes is bringing his hand down for a third, Pax Stormcrow rolls his shoulder off the mat! Andrew Jacobsen looks at Ethan King getting into the ring, and gestures for him to chill and stay on the apron. Nate Harris gets back onto the apron and is, again, trying to hype the crowd up to get behind Pax Stormcrow.}
Vasco Dias: Those Damn Gaijin looking strong together.
Terri Morasco: So long as Ethan King can keep Andrew Jacobsen from seeing him cheating.
Vasco Dias: What cheating?!
{Outside of the ring, Justine points at Vasco Dias as if to call him out on the lyingā¦}
Vasco Dias: {Holding his hands up innocently.} Okay, okay! {Whispers.} What cheating?
{Jacobsen shoves Stormcrow back into the Gaijin corner, and charges in to go for a clothesline! Pax brings his elbow up and connects with a back elbow to Jacobsen! Pax swings his arm back and connects with an elbow to King on the apron, and swings forward again connecting with a forearm to Andrew Jacobsen! Ethan King reaches over to try and grab Pax, but is met with a second elbow, and Jacobsen takes a step forward and is met with a stiff kick. Pax crouches down to sweep his leg under the apron and knocks Ethan King off with it; Andrew Jacobsen is back to his feet and goes to clinch with Pax; Pax circles behind him and takes him up and back down with a belly to back suplex!}
Vasco Dias: Team Diversity Hire should be disqualified! Pax Stormcrow is attacking Ethan King, unprovoked! He is not the legal man! Itās not right!
Terri Morasco: Ethan King was trying to get involved!
{Pax Stormcrow quickly gets to his hands and knees and crawls a bit toward his partner, only for Andrew Jacobsen to grab him by the ankle! Andrew tries to drag him away from his corner, and Pax is hopping on one foot and still being dragged back; Pax leaps up just to try and shove Andrew Jacobsen off, and reaches out for the tag to Nate Harris who has his arm outstretched! Justine is pounding on the apron to get him amped! Ethan King is back on the apron. Gwen gets onto the apron as well, calling out to Blue Shoes. And just as Pax is about to make the tag, Andrew Jacobsen connects with a dropkick to his knee! Ethan King gestures for Gwen to get down, and she does. Andrew looks over, swearing he had heard Gwen on the apron calling for Blue Shoes, but turns his attention back to Pax.}
Terri Morasco: He almost had his cover blown there!
Vasco Dias: I am certain she just had something important to tell him!
{Andrew Jacobsen gets Pax Stormcrow into a side headlock and is dragging him back to the Gaijin corner; Pax suddenly lifts Jacobsen up for a back body drop! He connects! Pax is back on his stomach, and Andrew Jacobsen is immediately back up, clinging to his back in a bit of agony from the drop; Pax lunges for the tag, and gets Nate Harris into the match!}
Vasco Dias: Check that tag, I donāt think they connected.
Terri Morasco: The fresh man, Nate Harris is in, and Justine is loving it!
{Nate Harris connects with a flying forearm to Andrew Jacobsen! Both men are back to their feet within seconds, and Andrew gets pushed against the ropes and sent off; Harris catches him in the middle and takes him over with a powerslam! He hooks the leg: One! ā¦ Two! Andrew Jacobsen kicks out!}
Vasco Dias: Ethan King is wanting to get back in! They need those quick tags going!
Terri Morasco: It would help, but Nate Harris is looking to keep the advantage in their favor now!
{Nate Harris stands up, and drags Andrew Jacobsen with him. He charges him into the Team Diversity Hire corner, and connects with a few shoulder thrusts before taking him over with a biel throw! He makes the tag to Pax Stormcrow, and Stormcrow is back in; Jacobsen stumbles across the ring and makes the tag to Ethan King. Both Stormcrow and King charge at each other, but Stormcrow connects with a spinebuster! Stormcrow rolls him up: One! ā¦ Two! King is able to kick out!}
Terri Morasco: This match has completely gone in favor of Team Diversity Hire now! Andrew Jacobsen out on the apron, just looking to catch his breathā¦ Nate Harris keeping a close eye on.
{Pax gets up to his feet first, followed by King. Gwen is in the corner screaming at Jacobsen.}
Gwen Price-King: Arenāt you going to help him?!
{The voice gains attention from Andrew Jacobsen and Blue Shoes; Ethan King connects with a low blow to Pax Stormcrow while theyāre both distracted!}
Justine Harris: CHEATER, CHEATER, PUMPKIN EATER!
{The other voice gains their attention again, and theyāre looking in the ring; Ethan King has already continued an offense on Pax Stormcrow keeping the pain elsewhere so Pax isnāt focused as much on his junkā¦ which is rather hard, since that really does hurt. Badly. With a quick shove from Ethan King, Ethan lunges forward and connects with Final Tilt! Ethan King makes the cover: One! ā¦ Nate Harris is getting into the ring. Two! ā¦ Andrew Jacobsen is shouting for Nate Harris to get out of the ring. Th-- Nate Harris makes the save! Andrew Jacobsen charges into the ring now, frustrated that Nate Harris illegally entered the ring. Jacobsen shoves Harris back, who is screaming in turn how Ethan King has been cheatingā¦ Ethan is denying it to both Blue Shoes, and Andrew Jacobsen, and they both take Ethan Kingās side. Blue Shoes is gently pushing Nate Harris out of the ring.}
Vasco Dias: You see? Nate Harris stopped Those Damn Gaijin from winning. He needs to stay on his corner!
Terri Morasco: To be fair, he does have four seconds.
Vasco Dias: Those four seconds are illegal!
{Ethan King gets Pax Stormcrow into a side headlock to try and drag him back to the Gaijin corner, only for Pax Stormcrow to lift Ethan King up with a saito suplex! Pax makes the cover: One! ā¦ Andrew Jacobsen is getting into the ring, trying to return the favor of Nate Harris having previously gotten involved. Two! ā¦ Nate Harris is getting into the ring, and manages to stop Andrew Jacobsen! Gwen pulls Ethan Kingās foot onto the ropes and is shouting for Blue Shoes to notice!}
Blue Shoes: Rope!
Terri Morasco: How is she getting away with thisā¦?
Vasco Dias: Ethan King got it there, she was just there to make sure Blue Shoes saw it. It would not have been right for Blue Shoes to call for the bell when Ethan King fairly, and justly, got to the ropes.
{Pax Stormcrow looks surprised, but he didnāt even see what Gwen had doneā¦ Justine is screaming at Gwen to stop cheating, which Gwen just denies and backs away. Nate Harris and Andrew Jacobsen, seeing that the match is still going, do go back to their respective corners but Nate Harris is calling for Andrew Jacobsen to pay attention to whatās happening. Pax Stormcrow gets up and is pulling Ethan King with him, but Ethan manages to shove himself off! Pax goes toward the Diversity corner, and Ethan towards the Gaijin corner; both make the tag! Ethan King doesnāt get out of the ring, and Andrew Jacobsen aims for a clothesline against Nate Harris, the legal man, but misses and almost hits Pax! Pax decides to sail Andrew Jacobsen over with the Release German Suplex, as Nate Harris hits a cutter on him completing Decolonize! Pax charges at Ethan and takes him over the ropes toward Gwen forcing her to get out of the way, and Nate Harris makes the coverā¦}
Vasco Dias: What?! No! Pax Stormcrow canāt hit Andrew Jacobsen!
Terri Morasco: Well, I think he thought that Andrew went to hit him deliberately but it was a mistakeā¦ but it doesnāt matter now!
{Blue Shoes makes the count: One! ā¦ Two! ā¦ Three!}
Announcer: Your winners! By way of pin fall! TEAM! DIVERSITY! HIIIIIRRRRRRREEEE!!!!!
{Justine is cheering outside of the ring, as Nate Harris rolls out of the ring and celebrates with the rest of the team. Pax Stormcrow joins them and they all hold their hands up triumphantly.}
Well howdy there pardner.