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Post by Jess Fowler on Apr 20, 2021 23:29:39 GMT
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Exchange of words
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Vasco Dias: Welcome to Sacrifice!
Terri Morasco: We do have a good one for all of you tonight, and--
{“Umbrella” by All Time Low hits the PA and Mandi Matthews emerges from behind the curtains covered in her own blood from the earlier attack by Tara…}
Terri Morasco: What? I don’t think she should be out here. I highly doubt the medical staff has cleared her to even show after what Tara did to her earlier.
Vasco Dias: Say what you want to say, but I’m going to say she had it coming! You do not slap Tara!
{Mandi is determined to march straight into the ring, and is handed a microphone upon getting down to ringside and walks up the steps. Blood is continuing to seep and drip from her chin, as she just takes a deep breath and just clenches the microphone in her hand whilst looking into the nearby camera.}
Mandi Matthews: TARA! GET OUT HERE! RIGHT! NOW!
{The anger could be heard in her trembling voice, but she did not have to wait long… “The Eagle Flies Alone” hit the PA, and Tara walked slowly, callously, out from behind the curtains. A slight grin hidden on her face as she admired her handiwork.}
Tara: Dear, dear… what happened? Did you fall down the stairs?
Mandi Matthews: Don’t hide what you did! You know that you did this to me! Now… at No Way Home, I wanted to break you. I wanted to take that championship away from you! But now… I want to do something more… I want to… I want to…
{Mandi lifted a hand to her head and wiped some of her blood onto it.}
Mandi Matthews: I want to MAKE YOU BLEED!
{There is a cheer from the crowd between the champion and challenger, and Tara just nods her head, giving a slight tilt toward Mandi.}
Tara: I’m listening.
Mandi Matthews: At No Way Home… I want our match to be… a SADISTIC MADNESS match!
Vasco Dias: A Sadistic Madness, folks, is where you must make your opponent bleed before they become eligible to be pinned, submitted, or anything of the sort.
Mandi Matthews: Do. You. Accept?
{There is no hesitation in Tara’s answer. She keeps it brief, and to the point.}
Tara: Yes.
{Tara lowers her microphone and walks back behind the curtains without giving Mandi a chance to say anything further. Mandi lowers her microphone, still trembling, as some of the staff around the outside of the ring are still tending to her and want to seal up the wound from earlier…}
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Meeting of the minds?
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{The cameras go backstage, inside of the locker room belonging to the IWF Men’s World Champion, Warren Kane; he is leaning down to tie his shoes when there comes a sudden rapping on the door… Warren seemed a bit confused as he wasn’t expecting any visitors, but called out anyway.}
Warren: It’s open.
{The door swings open, and Warren immediately goes to get to his feet, and stands defensively; Tara enters the room. She closes the door behind her, and Warren sneers at her.}
Warren: What do you want?
Tara: Why does everybody ask me that? Can I not… be… friendly?
{She asked, a mixture of sadistic and sarcasm hinted at her voice. That same sly smile that she gave Dean just a week earlier curved up, and she continued walking slowly toward Warren.}
Warren: You aren’t too fond of “Kane” blood, if memory serves me right…
{Warren stood his ground to the veteran.}
Tara: Your family has paid its price in blood… I think… I can let it go.
{She said, now standing directly in front of Warren. She reaches her hand out to Warren’s arm, and he pulls away; this doesn’t dissuade Tara as she presses her hand against his abs now, and gently pushes him to a seated position. Warren seems frozen.}
Tara: Has… Dean… talked with you?
{She asked him, while straddling onto Warren’s lap; Warren seems to want to pull away, but is unable to as Tara wraps her arms also around his neck and looks deep into his eyes.}
Warren: He has.
{Warren struggles to answer, and pulls away some more… Tara leans in and inhales Warren’s scent, when a voice suddenly disrupts.}
Dean: What’s going on?
{The camera pans out to reveal Dean Harper standing at the doorway. He is filled with confusion, and anger, as Tara turns her head toward Dean and gives the same lust-filled grin to Dean that she did last week… she releases Warren, and stands back up, as the two lovers look toward each other.}
Tara: I was just seeing if the two of you thought about my offer…
{Tara blows a kiss toward Warren, before turning away and walking past Dean; she doesn’t stop herself from running her fingers across his chest while leaving the room.}
Tara: Don’t keep me waiting.
{The two look at each other. Warren shakes his head at Dean as if to assure him that nothing was happening, and the cameras go back out to the arena.}
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TAG TEAM MATCH
Nick Knight and Gregor Winter vs Steve Awesome and Jayson Matthews
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{The match starts off with Nick Knight and Jayson in the ring. Things are heavy and hard hitting. Things seem to be building to not allowing Nick and Steve in the ring at the same time. Gregor and Steve trade blows for a while then Jayson and Gregor and Nick and Jayson again. Nick tags Gregor in, Steve distracts the ref and Jayson low blows Gregor before making the tag. Steve then makes the cover and Jayson keeps Nick from breaking it up.}
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Challenge of a lifetime (TDG and VT)
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Earlier in the day...
{ We see footage from the loading dock area of the arena as a black four door Jeep Wrangler with a four inch lift comes barreling in. The drivers front door swings open and out jumps Stephen Terrella, the back driver's door pops open and Chris Diamond slides out with his barbed wire bat place squarely over his shoulder. Terrella heads to the other side of the Jeep to open the passenger front door and help Portia down. The three then turn and start to walk toward the arena. As they pass through a loading bay door, a figure in a hoodie steps out from behind an equipment crate, bringing a kendo stick crashing across the back of Chris Diamond's skull! As Terrella swings around, he's tackled from the side by a second figure, quickly revealed to be Ethan King, who attempts to straddle his chest and begin raining down punches!
As Ethan really gets going Terrella gets his hands up to block most of the headshots. Andrew keeps hitting Chris Diamond with the kendo stick before breaking it over Chris' head. Andrew uses the dazed state to slam Chris' head into the car.
Ethan pulls Terrella up off the ground and launches him face first into the wall. Andrew slams Chris’ head through the passenger side window of the Jeep! Ethan grabs Terrella and looks to lay him out with Bend the Knee but Portia comes running in with at least a dozen security guards who pull Ethan away from King. Security also grab Andrew who is still kicking at Diamond who is bleeding on the ground.
Security finally has Those Damn Gaijin restrained as Violent Tendencies regroup, Terrella helping Chris back to his feet as Portia screams. }
Portia: Every time I have something to say the two of you cut me off! Ethan, Andrew, now the two of you are going to listen to me, dammit! If you're as sure of yourself as you pretend to be, feed your egos and make history! Face my man and Chris in a match the IWF has never seen before, where Violent Tendencies will end you: In a Bar Crawl Streetfight at No Way Home!
{ Ethan and Andrew pull away from security. }
Ethan King: Oh I like the sound of that.
Andrew Jacobsen: Now you’ve got our attention.
Ethan King: You’re on!
{ Ethan and Andrew back off but Chris and King charge at them and all hell starts to break loose again as even more security guards and lower card wrestlers come in to pull the four men apart as we head to a commercial break. }
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Church of Crosse
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{The duo of Nick Knight and Gregor Winter are scene backstage following their match. Both men are drinking from a bottle of water and wiping sweat away with towels when suddenly there is the shotgun like sound of a leather strap striking flesh.}
Lucipher Crosse:"You worthless fool,"
{Lucipher Crosse screams as Gregor Winter collapses to his knees.}
LucipherCrosse: "It was your job to make that Steve Awesome would never have a chance to get his hands on me. That is the only job I have given you for the past month and you couldn't even that done."
"And you…"
{Crosse sticks his finger in Knight’s face and immediately has it slapped away.}
Nick Knight: "You keep that finger out of my fucking face unless you want it bit off like I did Nakamura. I'm not one of your little trained monkeys you can order around."
Lucipher Crosse::"How dare you!"
Nick Knight: "How dare I, Lou? How dare I what, stick up for you no matter what? How dare I constantly have to explain myself to the people I love because of you? Yes, how dare I."
{'The Voice straightens the lapel of his suit.}
Lucipher Crosse: Sometimes I question your dedication to The Church.
Nick Knight: If you ever have a question all you have to do is ask.
Lucipher Crosse: Well all you have to do is beat Steve Awesome at No Way Home and it doesn't matter. Especially since when you beat Steve his soul might not belong to The Church, but his ass will for thirty days.
{Crosse laughs wickedly and pulls a contract and pen from the inside pocket of his jacket.}
Lucipher Crosse: Just sign on the X brother.
{Nick quickly signs the contract and walks away.}
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FIRST BLOOD MATCH
If Abraxes can make Angel bleed then G&M can have a Tag Team Title Match at NWH
Abraxes vs Angel Blake
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{The match is an absolutely brutal back-and-forth affair for its relatively short ring time, with both Angel and Abraxes battering each other all about the ringside area. Chairs, guardrails, the ring bell, and even at one point the monitors from the announce table are used in an effort to break open the two, but nothing seems to work. Angel seems to have the match won with a Genocide Kick that drives a steel chair into Abraxes' face, but amazingly, the masked menace remains intact. Undeterred, Angel goes for the Divine Justice knee, but Abraxes ducks under the strike, smoothly muscling him up on his shoulders, and drives the Hall of Famer into the ringpost skull-first with the Consign to Dream crucifix powerbomb! As if the crimson smear left on the metal wasn't enough, the rapidly-growing trickle of blood pouring down the back of Angel's skull confirms it, sealing the contest for Abraxes and signaling a second shot for Gods and Monsters at No Way Home.}
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Evan Albrecht challenges Warren Kane to a Beat The Clock Challenge against mystery opponents to take place at No Way Home
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{Warren Kane is stood with Dawn Halliwell just chatting and yes, cheap pop fior fmailial connectiosns when a voice comes from off screen}
Thunder Child: Hey, Champ, been looking for you!
{Cue Evan stepping into shot and the defensive posture form both Dawn and Warren increasing Evan's smile stys on his face as he throws both hands up}
Thunderchild: Slow down, Pilgrims I come in peace or rather a proposal say we make things interesting on the road to The Immortals? A challenege even?
{Dawn is aboutt o say something as Warren hakeshis haed and holds up a hand and looks curiously and suspiciously at Evan}
Warren: Go on
{A clap of hands and Evan sems all the more enthusiastic}
Thunderchild: Great! Simple , No Way Home beat teh clock and to keep it real interesting, Mystery opponents for each other. whoever gets the faster time gets to set the Stipulation, that's it no other hooks lines or sinkers ...
{Evan's smile grows as he chuckles}
Thunderchild: You gotta admit...it'll be fun if nothing else, champ.
{Warren considers it and then Evan slowly offers a hand}
Warren: You're on.
{They shake hands an d there's no tnesion at a ll init , henst as they share a smuatal smile and obvious sizing up moment before we fade out}
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SINGLES MATCH
Winner receives an Imperial Diamonds Championship Match at No Way Home
Dakota Bowman vs Dawn Halliwell
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{ We return to Sacrifice to find James Gilmore sitting at the announcers' table, with Vasco flanking Terri on both sides. }
Terri Morasco: Here we go, number one contendership for the Imperial Diamond title is on the line! And JJ is here to join us for this occasion!
Vasco Dias: It's become an All Infamous tradition -- a real Southern man don't need that around, anyhow!
Terri Morasco: Oh, WILL YOU STOP?!
{ The arena goes dark Before the roar of the great Gojira pierces the arena and “Godzilla” hits the P.A And out comes stomping The hooded figure of Dakota. Briefly lifting her hood to peek at the crowd before marching down to the ring. Stomping along the apron after climbing the stairs and climbing one Turn buckle form the outside whipping the hood back to Roar to the ceiling, before climbing herself over Marching to the middle of the ring and doing it again. }
James Gilmore: I've been impressed with this kid so far. She's got a really good vibe that reminds me of Pandora.
Terri Morasco: Quirky, yeah...but very likeable in my book.
Vasco Dias: Her besite Amber Cooke's in the Iron Maiden, Gilmore. What are your thoughts as Dawn's music plays...
{ Lights dim as the opening riffs to Shoot to Thrill hit, and flashes of white light begin to pulse along with the music as it picks up pace. The stage fills with dry ice as Dawn steps out from backstage, smiling manically and rocking out to the music. She points to the crowd and tries to get them pumped up. When the chorus hits, she raises her fists in the air as she lets out a shout of excitement punctuated by a blast of simple white pyro around her. She holds that pose until the second iteration of "Shoot to Thrill" in the chorus, at which point she charges into the ring and slides in, spinning with the momentum to her feet as she urges the crowd to get to their feet and rock along with her. After a few moments she will settle into her corner. }
James Gilmore: I don't like the fact that the Dark Triad just got themselves into the picture without...ya know, actually earnin' those spots. I feel bad for Amber, Viv, and >Virginia, knowin' what Verona's cookin'.
Terri Morasco: At least you're up front with your thoughts, JJ. What about Dawn?
James Gilmore: Dawn's got Spike blood through and through. She's got a good fightin' vibe and Dakota's gotta be prepared for it.
Vasco Dias: At least you can actually put a good sentence together -- unlike that Brazilian that shows up here every week.
{ JJ gives Vasco a healthy glare, wanting to punch his lights out. But instead, he says... }
James Gilmore: At least SHE'S more entertainin' than you'll ever be! Plus...she's gonna be a Champion in this company by the end of the year...
Vasco Dias: ...pffft! Prove it...
[DING!]
James Gilmore: BOOGITY-BOOGITY-BOOGITY!!! Let's go wrestlin' dudes and dudettes!!!
{ The bell sounded to begin the match. Dawn and Dakota poured their hearts out into this match, giving fans a solid twelve minutes of action. Dawn got off to a good start at first, taking Bowman down with a pair of armdrags before attempting an armbar. Dakota, to her credit, escapes the hold...only to eat a pair of snap suplexes for dinner! Halliwell applies a cross arm-breaker before getting a close two-count from Blue Shoes, courtesy of a bridging Tiger suplex. }
Terri Morasco: Not a bad start from Dawn so far!
James Gilmore: She's got Spike DNA coursin' through her veins, an aggressive array of technical-based moves.
Vasco Dias: I wanna see a CATFIGHT!!!!
James Gilmore: IWF's women are better than that, bubba...
{ We're seven minutes into the match, and Dawn and Dakota are at a Mexican standoff as the crowd cheers for both. Dawn goes for a wild haymaker that misses, and Bowman seizes control, showing that she's got a bit of a power game! She surprises Dawn with a pair of classic shoulder tackles off the ropes before applying a full nelson that Halliwell easily reverses! But Dakota flips Dawn head over heels with a snapmare takedown before executing a dropkick to the back of Dawn's cranium! Dakota then pulls her opponent into the corner and explodes with a release German suplex and covers, only to get a two-count from Blue Shoes! }
James Gilmore: I wouldn't underestimate Dakota's power moveset. She can take ya down and keep ya there in a heartbeat.
Terri Morasco: When you watch someone like Dakota compete, who does she remind you of?
James Gilmore: For the quirks, I say Pandora. But if I did a l'il more work into the inside-the-moves game, I say Bowman reminds me of Astrid Hall when it comes to the power-based approach.
Terri Morasco: That's a good assessment, JJ.
Vasco Dias: Who CARES?! I wanna see spittin' and hissin'!!!
{ Ten minutes into the match, and both ladies look exhausted from the back-and-forth action. Unfortunately for Halliwell, she lets her temper get the best of her by slappin.g Dakota in the face! B>owman responds in kind, and soon...both ladies are scratching and clawing on one another on the arena floor! }
James Gilmore: Okay Vasco, looks like you got your wish!
Vasco Dias: Woo-hoo!!! Catfight! CAAAAT-FIIIIGHT!!!!!
Terri Morasco: WILL YOU GET SERIOUS!?!
{ Blue Shoes hops down to the floor and physically yanks Dawn off of Dakota -- and Dawn shoves the referee off to the side before dumping Bowman back into the ring! }
James Gilmore: Ruh-roh, Raggy...I wouldn't have done that! Cardinal sin by Dawn, tryin' to manhandle Blue Shoes...
Terri Morasco: Major mistake right there...
{ And that mistake would cost Dawn the match! Dakota has Dawn locked into her sights, lifs her up and applies the dreaded torture rack-and-sitout powerbomb combination called the GOJIRA BOMB and scores the three-count! }
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And the winner is...
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{The cameras return to the backstage area, where they find Tara… the camera is focused on the Women’s World Champion, and can see the grin on her face.}
Tara: I’m glad you showed.
{The camera pans out to reveal that Tara is standing with a mysterious figure. The figure is clad in a hooded black robe, with the hood pulled up to cover any distinguishing features to the camera; the figure kneels down in front of her. When he speaks, his voice is distorted.}
Mysterious Figure: Angel will be broken.
Tara: I knew that you would.
{Tara smile curves a bit more. She places a hand on the shoulder of the figure but before we can gather any further intel, the cameras go back to the arena.}
Terri Morasco: What?! NO! Go back!
Vasco Dias: We lost the feed.
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What's next for Steve Awesome and Nick Knight?
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{Karly Robbins enters Steve Awesome’s locker room. She holds the official contract for the Five Minutes Alone match in her hand. Steve turns around to greet her with a smile.}
Steve Awesome: Oh hey Karly. What’s going on, sweetheart?
Karly Robbins: Well, earlier tonight you and Jayson Matthews defeated Gregor Winter and Nick Knight. That earned you your spot in the daunting cage you have named Five Minutes Alone. Are you ready to sign?
{She hands the contract over to Steve and looks over the front page and clicks the pen.}
Steve Awesome: Signing this contract puts me one step closer, Karly. One step closer to the one thing that I want. The blood of Lucipher Crosse on my hands. I didn’t come back here to be accused of sleeping with another woman, even though I could if I wanted. I sure as hell didn’t come back to get angry at my friends and say some dumb stuff that would hurt there feelings. I came back here to kick Lucipher Crosse’s ass for hurting my daughter.
{Steve shakes his head.}
Steve Awesome: All that is left is to topple the big bad Nick Knight. And sure, he left me laying on the ground after our street fight, but Sunday in the cell, there is nowhere to run and nowhere to hide. No one to interfere. No more excuses.”
{Steve signs the contract.}
Steve Awesome: See you Sunday, Nick.
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IWF WORLD TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP GAUNTLET MATCH
1K RP WORD LIMIT
Grave Roberts, Scott Handsome, Adel Trevant, Nate Fate vs Ulf Hednir(c)
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{ Now Let Them Tremble by All that Remains hits and Grave Roberts makes his way to the ring. }
Terri Morasco: The first challenger for the evening is going to be Grave Roberts! He’s here, and he’s looking ready to take the belt away from Ulf.
Vasco Dias: This man matches Ulf’s size, and I think he could very well end this early!
{The opening introduction for “Raise Your Horns” by Amon Amarth plays over the PA system, and the crowd goes into a frenzy! The music can barely be heard over the sound of the fans. Ulf Hednir quickly shoves the curtains aside, dressed in his wolf headdress, and marches out onto the stage with the IWF World Television Championship being worn around his waist, and his drinking horn held high over his head.}
Ulf Hednir: SKĂ…L!
Crowd: SKĂ…L!
{Ulf drinks from the drinking horn, and after, turns it upside down to show the crowd that there is nothing left. Ulf attaches the drinking horn to a strap hanging off his primary belt, and marches down the ramp to shake hands or high five many of the fans along the ramp; fans scramble to get as close as they can and he takes an extra moment to ensure he greets as many as he can. Ulf goes around to the right side of the ring, still greeting as many fans as he can until he reaches the timekeeper’s table, where he removes the headdress and the drinking horn, placing them on the table. He walks up to the apron and leaps up, grabbing the ropes, and leaning back to let loose a mighty howl.}
Raise your horns, raise them up to the sky,
We will drink to glory tonight!
Raise your horns for brave fallen friends,
We will meet where the beer never ends!
{The chorus plays over, and Ulf steps between the middle and top ropes before parading around the ring a bit. He removes the championship from his waist, and holds it over his head while showing it to all sides of the crowd. He finally hands it to the referee in charge, and waits for the match to start.}
Terri Morasco: Looking as yummy as ever.
Vasco Dias: Yummy?
Terri Morasco: Don’t act like you wouldn’t! Ulf has his work cut out for him tonight. He has to beat Grave Roberts, Scott Handsome, Adel Trevant, and Nate Fate! All in one night! If one of them wins, he loses the belt… and the match ends.
{Grave Roberts stands opposite of Ulf Hednir as the first challenger for the IWF World Television Championship for the evening; Blue Shoes asks both men if they’re ready, to which they nod, and the bell sounds!}
Terri Morasco: Ulf is going to have his work cut out for him tonight. These matches were supposed to take place over the next couple of weeks, but it’s all coming to a close tonight… if he can win tonight, he would have cleared the overall gauntlet! In a gauntlet!
Vasco Dias: How observant. Anyways! I don’t think we’re going to have to wait very long to see the reign of terror come to an end! Grave Roberts is going to make quick work of Ulf, and become the new TV Champion!
Terri Morasco: Grave Roberts is the only man in the gauntlet tonight that can stand toe-to-toe with Ulf. However, the rest know how to use their own advantages against someone the size of Ulf.
{Both men charge at the sound of the bell toward the center of the ring, where they clinch! The champion quickly shifts it to his advantage by putting Grave into a side headlock; Grave hits Ulf weakly with a few forearms to Ulf’s back.}
Terri Morasco: Grave doesn’t have an angle to get good strikes in, but he’s still trying to battle his way free.
{Grave shoves Ulf toward the ropes, but grabs his arm to try to draw him back for a short-arm clothesline! Ulf overpowers Grave and pulls him into a short-arm clothesline of his own!}
Terri Morasco: Ulf is just too powerful for Grave, and he goes for the cover!
Vasco Dias: Pretty sure I saw a closed fist there. Disqualification?
Terri Morasco: It was a clothesline.
{Grave kicks out at a two-count, and Ulf doesn’t waste time; he gets to his feet and pulls Grave up with him; Ulf connects with several uppercuts to battle Grave back against the ropes, and sends him off with an Irish-whip… Grave rebounds and aims to connect with a running big boot! But Ulf is able to duck! Grave is off-balance and turns toward Ulf, just in time to be met with a perfect dropkick that sends him back down! Ulf goes over for a cover.}
Terri Morasco: Ulf going for another quick fall after an absolutely beautiful dropkick!
Vasco Dias: But Grave kicks out! Keep fighting, Grave! Keep fighting!
{Ulf is the first to his feet, and Grave is getting to his feet on his own strength but Ulf intervenes and goes to pull Grave the rest of the way to his feet… only for Grave to lift him and drop him with an inverted atomic drop!}
Vasco Dias: There you go!
{The maneuver knocks the wind out of Ulf, and Grave follows up with a knee, and lifts Ulf’s head back up before driving a back elbow to his skull! Ulf goes to swing back for his own offense, only to be met with a swift eye rake that doesn’t catch the attention of Blue Shoes…}
Terri Morasco: Come on! You’re hurting those baby blues!
Vasco Dias: With how many times he’s had his eyes hit, I’m surprised he can even open his eyes.
{Another back elbow from Grave, and Grave battles the champion into the corner before backing himself in and throwing elbows back alternatively to Ulf’s head!}
Vasco Dias: How does it feel, Ulf?! Ulf is no saint when it comes to this, he’s done it to so many people, and it’s just not fair! Now he gets a taste of his own medicine!
Terri Morasco: Grave Roberts is looking surprisingly good against the champion, but Ulf is covering himself to try to absolve some of the damage aiming for his head.
{Grave is relentless with his elbows! Ulf has his arms up to try to defend his head, but he keeps his eyes open and on his opponent; as Grave tosses another elbow back, Ulf catches it! Grave looks to be in a panic and tries to keep throwing his free elbow back but Ulf is able to angle himself out so that it’s a non-issue, as Ulf is getting the Jormungandr Lock locked in!}
Terri Morasco: Ulf counters! The Jor--- jor… how do you say that fast?
Vasco Dias: Jormungandr. It’s the World Serpent. You really need to prepare yourself better if you’re hoping to ask Ulf out.
Terri Morasco: I wasn’t gonna… shut up!
Vasco Dias: JORMUNGANDR LOCK! But believe me, Grave is looking for that freedom! He’s right next to the--
Terri Morasco: Nope.
{Ulf has dragged Grave away from the ropes and toward the middle of the ring, but still doesn’t have the hold locked in as Grave is flailing his arm to try and get free.}
Vasco Dias: Okay, nope. But don’t count Grave out, okay!
Terri Morasco: Grave is starting to give in, and it looks like he might tap out!
{Grave begins throwing back some elbows to battle the champion off of himself; he succeeds, and manages to take Ulf over with a hip toss, immediately going for an elbow drop over the champion!}
Vasco Dias: There-- nope! Ulf dodged a bullet from that one.
Terri Morasco: A missed elbow drop.
{Ulf had moved out of the way, and sprang up to his feet; Grave was holding his arm as if he had gotten a cramp as he got back to his feet. Ulf rebounds off the ropes and goes for a clothesline, but Grave is able to duck it! Ulf rebounds off the opposite ropes, and Grave turns around just as Ulf leaps into the air and connects with The Thor Punch!}
Terri Morasco: The Thor Punch! Get that cover! Get it!
Vasco Dias: I can’t believe what I’m watching… Ulf with the cover! Get to the ropes, Grave! Rope break! Come on!
{Blue Shoes counts: One! Two! Three!}
Alison Valance: Grave Roberts has been eliminated! NEXT CONTESTANT!
{“It Won’t Suck Itself” plays over the speakers, and Scott Handsome comes charging down the ramp…}
Alison Valance: SCOTT! HANDSOME!
{Scott slides under the bottom rope, and starts showboating his entrance by spinning a few times inside of the ring; the match is still going on… and just as Scott Handsome gets to focus, he’s met with The Thor Punch!}
Terri Morasco: Scott Handsome is here, and there he goes…
Vasco Dias: Shouldn’t we wait for the bell?
Terri Morasco: This is a gauntlet, Vasco! One after the other, no rest, no bell!
{Ulf makes the cover, and Blue Shoes counts: One! Two! Three!}
Alison Valance: Scott Handsome has been eliminated! NEXT CONTESTANT!
{“Uptown Funk” plays over the speakers, and Adel comes strutting down the ramp; he takes a bit more time to get down to the ring than Scott Handsome did, as Blue Shoes is still getting Scott out of the ring… some crew help him to the back while Adel gets into the ring, and his music cuts while he stares down Ulf. Ulf is taking a moment to regain his breath as he nods at Adel to encourage him to get into the ring.}
Vasco Dias: The cheap shot from Ulf is what eliminated Scott Handsome so quickly, and he better not go for two!
Terri Morasco: It wasn’t a cheap shot. The match was going. Scott Handsome wasn’t paying attention. That’s what happens when you aren’t paying attention to your opponent, Vasco! Ulf is not the person you want to blink your eyes on!
Vasco Dias: Cheap shot.
{Adel gets into the ring without incident from Ulf, and the moment he stands ready, he and Ulf clinch! The champion transitions into a side headlock, only to be quickly shoved off toward the ropes; Ulf returns and connects with a shoulder block that knocks Adel to the mat… Ulf hits the ropes again, as Adel springs to his feet, and Adel lunges forward to connect with an uppercut that sends the champion staggering back until he’s against the ropes!}
Vasco Dias: Did you see that uppercut?!
Terri Morasco: I sure did, and the entire arena heard it!
{Adel advances toward Ulf and connects with several chops, and uppercuts to battle the champion into the corner then takes a few steps away before charging forward and reaches for another uppercut!}
Vasco Dias: Beautiful combination, and Adel Trevant is in the driver seat! Adel is due for the title! You have to believe that!
Terri Morasco: He’s still got his work cut out for him, but if he stays on top of Ulf, he could very well end this match after Ulf went through two previous opponents already.
{Adel connects with a few more knife edge chops but the crowd is starting a “skål” chant to try to motivate Ulf to start firing back; Ulf looks to be absorbing the chops, and a bit more heated from each shot… Adel swings for another chop, but Ulf catches it and pulls Adel in before connecting with a headbutt!}
Vasco Dias: Shut up! Shut up, all of you! ADEL! ADEL! ADEL! Come on!
Terri Morasco: This crowd is getting behind their champion, and Ulf is starting to regain the advantage in this gauntlet!
{Adel is covering his head after a vicious headbutt, and Ulf comes out of the corner getting a grip on Adel; he lifts him up and brings him down over his knee with a gutbuster! Adel holds his stomach in pain, but is already up to his feet… he uses a desperate uppercut that lands again! Ulf staggers back a few steps, and Adel again closes the distance this time sending Ulf off with an Irish-whip, but Ulf reverses! On Adel’s return, Ulf leaps into the air and connects with a picture perfect dropkick, and immediately goes to cover Adel… Adel kicks out at a two-count!}
Vasco Dias: Ha! Adel stays in this one, but I will give Ulf some credit on that dropkick. It was a thing of beauty.
Terri Morasco: It really was.
Vasco Dias: I’m talking about the dropkick.
Terri Morasco: And I’m talking about Ulf.
{Adel sits up, at the same time as Ulf is up to his feet; Ulf bounces off the ropes and goes for a running big boot! Adel pulls a matrix move, and just lies back down, before getting back up to his feet; he rushes behind Ulf and catches him around the waist to go for a German Suplex, but Ulf hooks his arms around the rope to prevent it! Adel goes to lift him a second time, but Ulf avoids it again! Ulf throws an elbow back that lands on Adel’s jaw, and he seems to be knocked out right there by slumping onto Ulf…}
Terri Morasco: That was a hard elbow. Adel seems to be out cold on his feet.
Vasco Dias: You got this, Adel! One more good hit, and Ulf will be out!
{Ulf shoves Adel off of him, who stumbles back before immediately falling over… Blue Shoes is confused whether to call a TKO or not, and Ulf goes to make the cover so Blue Shoes follows suit. Just as Ulf leans down for the cover, Adel rolls him up into a small package!}
Vasco Dias: That’s right! A small package!
Terri Morasco: I think he stunned Ulf, and nearly got the three-count, but Ulf is able to kick out of it in the nick of time!
{Ulf is the first to his feet, and just looked stunned by Adel’s near fall; Adel is the second to his feet but is unable to turn to Ulf when he gets put into a full nelson! Adel struggles to get himself free, but finds himself ultimately unable to do so… Ulf wears him down until he’s in a seated position, and Blue Shoes is asking Adel if he would like to give up, but Adel shakes his head in what little motion he can.}
Terri Morasco: Ulf has slowed this one down, and Adel looks like he may black out if he doesn’t tap out…
Vasco Dias: Adel is looking for the ropes! He’s near enough!
Terri Morasco: If he can kick his feet out, maybe? He’s gonna have to get a good foot or two, though.
{Adel starts pumping his fists to try to get a bit of motivation, but the crowd is chanting “just tap out” in a slow cadence at him; he refuses! Adel starts to go for the ropes, but Ulf then powers him up and back down with a full nelson slam! Ulf makes the cover, and Blue Shoes counts: One! Two! ADEL KICKS OUT!}
Terri Morasco: I can’t believe how much Adel is fighting here! This crowd can’t believe it!
Vasco Dias: The stars are aligning, Terri, the stars are aligning and we are going to crown ourselves a brand new IWF World Television Champion!
{Ulf looks to be in utter shock by Adel managing to kick out after almost being rendered unconscious… Ulf still decides it’s better not to waste time and gets up to his feet, pulling Adel with him and into a front headlock; the third challenger charges with all of his might to charge Ulf into the corner! Adel commits to several shoulder thrusts and eventually knocks the wind out of Ulf!}
Vasco Dias: Now capitalize! Hit him with everything you’ve got!
Terri Morasco: He created a gap between them, and Adel is charging in, and! No! Ulf with a tilt-a-whirl and puts him on his shoulder!
{With Adel up on Ulf’s shoulder, Ulf charges forward and lands a running powerslam! He immediately makes the cover: One! Two! Adel kicks out at two and a half!}
Vasco Dias: Yes! Yes! YES! Let’s go, Adel! Cheer him on! Give him something, fans, he’s damn well earned it!
Terri Morasco: Adel is putting up a bigger fight than Grave Roberts, and Scott Handsome, but if he wants to capture the championship, I think we’re going to have to see some more offense.
{Ulf stands up and rolls his eyes. His annoyance level is rising as Adel just will not stay down… he backs himself into a corner and stalks his opponent who is getting a surprising pop from the crowd from the fight that he has been putting up.}
Vasco Dias: Good! Good! He’s earned it. Now get up, Adel! And fight!
Terri Morasco: Ulf is winding up…
{Adel gets to his feet and staggers momentarily before stumbling and facing Ulf, just as Ulf explodes out of the corner and connects with The Thor Punch! Ulf makes the cover.}
Terri Morasco: And I think that’s it.
Vasco Dias: Adel has been kicking out of everything that Ulf has thrown at him, and I think he could be the first man to kick out of the Thor Punch since-- oh, nope, it’s over.
{Blue Shoes counts the three.}
Alison Valance: Adel Trevant has been eliminated! NEXT CHALLENGER!
{“Get Me Out” plays over the speakers, and the final challenger… Nate Fate… comes charging down to the ring! He rips his jacket off as he slides under the bottom rope, and Ulf aims to connect the same way he did with Scott Handsome earlier by catching him with The Thor Punch! Nate Fate DODGES!}
Alison Valance: NATE! FATE!
Vasco Dias: That little firecracker is in the ring, and he’s already brawling with Ulf!
Terri Morasco: Not your smartest move, but he did avoid a major punch that has knocked out the previous three with… relative ease. And look at Nate Fate taking the fight to Ulf!
{Nate Fate is throwing in some rights, as Ulf tries to just defend himself; Ulf finally sees an opening, and goes for a shot of his own but Nate reverses and continues firing! Nate mixes it up with rights and lefts to battle the champion against the ropes and sends him off with an Irish-whip; Ulf comes back and Nate Fate catches him with a hurricanrana! Nate immediately rolls Ulf up immediately after completing the move: One! Two! Ulf is able to kick out of it!}
Vasco Dias: This is your time to shine, Nate. This is your chance! Your opportunity! Do not go gentle into that good night!
Terri Morasco: Dylan Thomas?
Vasco Dias: Interstellar!
{Nate beats Ulf to his feet, and the moment that Ulf is up, Nate connects with a dropkick! Ulf stumbles back and catches himself on the ropes; Nate charges in for a Destiny Kick! But Ulf goes down, and pulls the rope with him, as Nate Fate crashes over the top rope; Ulf is to his feet and sprints at the opposite ropes before coming back and vaulting himself over with a suicide dive! He connects, and lands on his feet!}
Ulf Hednir: SKĂ…L!!!
Crowd: SKĂ…L!!!!!
Vasco Dias: Nooo! Nate! You were doing good…
Terri Morasco: But Ulf still has this crowd behind him, and he is not going to let too much time waste outside of the ring… Blue Shoes is counting slowly, he doesn’t want to see this gauntlet end by a count out, but if they don’t get back into the ring, he’s not going to have a choice. But Ulf isn’t letting that happen.
{Ulf picks Nate up and slides him under the bottom rope, and crawls under to join him and goes for a cover: One! Two! Nate kicks out!}
Terri Morasco: Nate is still in this one, and we’ve seen him give the best offense against Ulf this evening!
Vasco Dias: Let’s see that fire come back.
{Ulf gets up again, and picks Nate up with him… only for Nate to drop him with a jawbreaker! Nate pulls Ulf in with a No Hope Lariat, and Nate doesn’t hesitate to make the cover knowing that Ulf is tired from fighting three previous competitors! He hooks the leg!}
Terri Morasco: Nate Fate caught Ulf off-guard with the No Hope Lariat, and we could be witnessing a new champion!
Vasco Dias: One! Two! THREE! THREE!
Terri Morasco: No! Ulf got his shoulder up, and Blue Shoes is letting Nate know that it’s a two-count.
Vasco Dias: That is not right! That is injustice! Nate Fate had the three count, and we should be looking at a new champion right now!
Terri Morasco: It was the nearest fall anyone has gotten on Ulf since Thunderchild… maybe even since JC Keeton! But Ulf is showing that warrior spirit of his, and he is digging deep! Ulf wants to make it through this gauntlet more than anything he’s ever wanted, I imagine!
Vasco Dias: He’s a father. You don’t think he was happier becoming a father than making it through this gauntlet?
Terri Morasco: Well, okay, I guess--
Vasco Dias: How dare you. You can’t ignore that little girl because you’re jealous he’s not putting a baby in you.
Terri Morasco: I didn’t--
Vasco Dias: Keep it professional, okay? This means a lot to Ulf--
Terri Morasco: But not as much as his daughter!
{Nate Fate is shaking his head, believing that this match should be over… but he knows that it’s not, so he gets to his feet just as Ulf is also trying to push himself to his feet; he gets over him and starts calling for the Kacy Driver!}
Vasco Dias: That’s what you need, Nate! Stay focused, and this is yours!
Terri Morasco: We could see a new champion right here… right now…
{Ulf reverses with a back body drop!}
Terri Morasco: The champion is fighting back!
{Nate is quick to his feet, and charges at the champion only to be lifted up and brought down with a Samoan Drop! Ulf goes for Nate’s legs, and hooks both of them with his arms; Nate is trying to kick Ulf away but Ulf has his legs locked… and without further ado, FLIGHT OF THE VALKYRIES!}
Vasco Dias: No! No! No! No!
Terri Morasco: I think he’s going to top the number of times you can say “no” with how many spins he does! And this crowd is loving it! We saw Ulf use this against Stephen Terrella last week, the King of Clubs, and what a feat of strength it was!
Vasco Dias: This can’t be happening right now!
{The crowd counts as Ulf continues spinning Nate Fate around with Flight of the Valkyries, and Ulf gets up to thirteen before letting go!}
Vasco Dias: And even Ulf is dizzy!
{Ulf stumbles back and catches himself on the ropes… he tries to regain his own bearings, as Nate Fate struggles to get to his feet, almost toppling over on his way up; Ulf comes out of the ropes, stumbling as he does, and Nate turns around only to be lifted onto Ulf’s shoulders! Ulf parades around the ring and calls for the match to be over…}
Terri Morasco: We’ve seen this move plenty of times, and it is plenty capable of bringing this match to an end! Especially when Nate Fate barely knows where he is anymore!
Vasco Dias: Hit him with an elbow! Claw his eyes! Do something!
{VALHALLA DRIVER! Ulf hooks Nate’s leg, and the entire audience counts along with Blue Shoes. ONE! TWO! NATE FATE KICKS OUT!}
Vasco Dias: NATE! FATE! MY BOY!
{There’s a gasp from the entire crowd as Nate Fate lays on the mat with his arm swung over to keep his shoulder off the mat, and Ulf is asking Blue Shoes if he’s certain the count was not three. Blue Shoes reassures Ulf that it was only a two-count.}
Vasco Dias: Do not… DO NOT! GO! GENTLE!
Terri Morasco: Okay, we get it! You like poetry! But Nate Fate has stunned this crowd, that heart he has… that determination… he does not want to let his shot at this belt get away from him!
{Ulf stands up and grabs Nate by the arm to pull him up to his feet… with an amount of force, Ulf sends him to the ropes with an Irish-whip, and Nate comes back to aim for a Destiny Kick! But Ulf dodges!}
Vasco Dias: Damn it, you can’t afford to miss those anymore!
Terri Morasco: Ulf almost instinctively dodges it!
{Ulf charges to the opposite ropes that he had sent Nate into as Nate is regaining his footing after missing the single-legged dropkick… when he gets up and turns around, Ulf charges out and connects with THE THOR PUNCH!}
Vasco Dias: Damn it! That’s the fourth time we’ve seen it tonight…
Terri Morasco: And not one man has kicked out of it. Not in previous matches. Not tonight. Ulf goes for the cover.
{One! Two! THREE!}
Vasco Dias: {Shaking his head.} Ulf did the impossible tonight. A gauntlet against four other men all trying to take that belt from him, and he somehow walks out of the ring with his belt still intact…
Terri Morasco: Are you starting to believe, Vasco? Ulf is the real deal!
{“Raise Your Horns” by Amon Amarth is blasting over the PA while the fans are going nuts, drowning out the sound of the music as Ulf stands in the ring with his arm being raised and the IWF World Television Championship held high over his head. Nate Fate rolls out of the ring, and is assisted to the back by Nick Danger who comes out to check on his friend… as Ulf turns in a slow circle inside of the ring, Grave, Scott, and Adel come charging down to the ring! Grave is the first one inside of the ring, and delivers a double axe handle smash to the champion!}
Terri Morasco: What’s happening? Why are they attacking Ulf?!
Vasco Dias: They are sending the message! They are just as sick of him as the rest of us!
Terri Morasco: Nobody is sick of him!
{Ulf tries to cover himself but the shots from the three previous challengers all come raining down upon him; Ulf has no opportunity to fight back as he is shoved to the mat and they start stomping him. The crowd is booing all of them, but a sudden pop from the crowd!}
Vasco Dias: What-- no! Just a few moments longer!
Terri Morasco: JC Keeton has arrived!
{JC charges the ring and jumps onto the apron; Adel is the first to step up to JC as he questions why he is there… only to be met with JC springing to the top rope and coming off with Youth in Motion! Adel rolls out of the ring, defeated; Grave and Scott continue stomping on Ulf, but Scott sees what is happening and turns to take the first punch at JC Keeton only to have it reversed… Grave turns to help Scott, but JC is exchanging blows between all of them.}
Vasco Dias: You should have stayed out of it! This man beat you back at Danger Zone, and you’re going to defend him now?!
Terri Morasco: They’re friends, Vasco! They earned each other's respect that night, and JC Keeton is not going to let his friend get hurt!
{Ulf is getting up, furious by the ambush… JC Keeton connects with Ode to the Outlaw onto Scott Handsome! Grave Roberts is looking to continue fighting with JC Keeton and charges while winding up for a haymaker! JC Keeton raises his hand up as if to tell him to stop, and Grave… listens…}
Vasco Dias: No. No. No. Don’t you do it! Don’t you do it!
Terri Morasco: He’s telling Grave Roberts to turn around.
Vasco Dias: Don't do it! Don’t turn around!
{Grave turns around just to receive a dashing Thor Punch from the TV Champion! Scott and Adel pull Grave out of the ring, and they seem to be getting their bearings back together as the crowd is going in a frenzy for Ulf and JC; JC picks up the championship that was dropped and starts to look at it…}
Terri Morasco: JC Keeton came to Ulf’s aid, and now these two are fired up and Ulf is inviting them back into the ring!
{Ulf holds the top and middle ropes apart and calls for them to get back into the ring, but the trio decide it’s better to retreat this time. “Raise Your Horns” is playing again over the PA as JC Keeton doesn’t take his eyes off of the TV Championship in his hands…}
Vasco Dias: Ah! JC Keeton sees something he likes…
Terri Morasco: Shades of Frodo? The one ring? The one belt?
Vasco Dias: No, Terri. There are multiple belts. But JC hasn’t had any of them!
{Ulf pays no attention to the look that JC had, and JC seems to snap back to reality as he hands the belt back to Ulf. Ulf can be heard saying “takk” to JC a few times, before he holds the championship high over his head and shouts out “skål” only for the crowd to return the chant in kind.}
Terri Morasco: That’s all the time we have for tonight, folks! Ulf Hednir has successfully completed his gauntlet, but these people were not happy! JC Keeton made the save, and we just have to wonder what’s going to happen now… what’s next for Ulf?
Vasco Dias: A loss? Goodnight, folks!
{The show closes with Ulf Hednir and JC Keeton standing in the ring, and Ulf holding the championship high while his theme song continues playing.}
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