IWF Presents: Monday Night Sacrifice - June 21st, 2021

[Jess Fowler]

Monday Night Sacrifice
June 21st, 2021

Rocket Mortgage Field House, Cleveland, OH

DEADLINES:
ROLEPLAYS (1 RP LIMIT): 6AM GMT Monday
ON AIR SEGMENT APPROVAL: 6PM GMT Monday
ON AIR SEGMENT AND MATCH SUBMISSION: 6PM EST TUESDAY
Anything past that time WILL NOT be added to the show

- Handlers who are not booked are strongly advised to submit segments for the show to continue their character development. Those who want to be booked can request a match on the basis that one of the competitors will write it to prevent the staff becoming over-extended.

BEFORE THE SACRIFICE 

SINGLES MATCH
1K RP Word Limit
Wraith vs Nate Fate

SINGLES MATCH
James Gilmore vs Pax Stormcrow

SINGLES MATCH
Crystal vs Caroline Machado

MONDAY NIGHT SACRIFICE

TAG TEAM MATCH
Violent Tendencies vs Billie Parris and Phillip Deforrest

SEGMENT
Nick Danger and JC Keeton sign the contract for their World Television Championship Match at Bloody Assizes

SINGLES MATCH
1K RP Word Limit
Tytus Rost vs Abraxes

SEGMENT
When will Caleb Lockwood cash in the Joker in the Pack?

TRIPLE THREAT TAG TEAM MATCH
Winner Receives a World Tag Team Championship Match at Bloody Assizes
Gregor Winter and Jack Ferriman vs Team Diversity Hire vs Union of Jobbers

[Eddie D.]

BEFORE THE SACRIFICE

{ We open with a highlight reel of last week’s Before the Sacrifice set to the tune of Born for One Thing by Gojira. Following the opening sequence of Before The Sacrifice we head the studio where Laura Howlett and Keybo Shabaz stand. }

Laura Howlett: Welcome back to another edition of Before the Sacrifice! I am the unmatched, unmitigated, undeniable greatest host in all of professional wrestling! Laura Howlett! And with me as always is this lump of shit.

Kaybo Shabaz: I prefer Keybo Shabaz.

Laura Howlett: I prefer you take a bath to but here we are.

Keybo Shabaz: That’s not what I… Oh nevermind.

Laura Howlett: We’ve got some steller action in store for you tonight! The undefeated God-Killer, WRAITH! Is taking on Nate Fate in singles competition!

Keybo Shabaz: We’ve also got Laura’s personal favorite IWF superstar, James Gilmore taking on Pax Stormcrow!

Laura Howlett: I’ll shiv you.

Keybo Shabaz: That’s a threat! Everyone heard that! She threatened me!

Laura Howlett: No one cares. And in our main event of the evening we will see Crystal try to win a match against a woman who almost never wins.What happens when two losing streaks collide! You’ll have to tune in to find out.

Keybo Shabaz: We’re supposed to sell them on watching the whole show.

Laura Howlett: I did. It’s a somebody must win match, what’s more interesting than that?

Keybo Shabaz: Point taken.

Laura Howlett: Let’s head to our first match of the evening!

SINGLES MATCH

1K RP Word Limit

Wraith vs Nate Fate

{ No Resolve-Get Me Out starts to play and Nate comes standing on the middle of entrance ramp and starting letting the fans chants his name and he makes his way down and slides inside the and take his jacket off get ready for his match. }

{The lights throughout the arena go out row, by row, by row, until the arena is shrouded in absolute darkness. The lights come on and Wraith is standing in the center of the ring — in unison, the crowd let’s out a heavy gasp. He tilts his head back and forth, eyeing the crowd, while waiting for the match to begin.}

Laura Howlett: Wraith may not be a Blake by blood but he certainly has that KILLER instinct.

Keybo Shabaz: Are you trying to get that God-Killer nickname over?

Laura Howlett: Thor 4 is coming out and that’s the villains gimmick, we attach that now to Wraith and he’ll be trending on Twitter when that movie comes out!

Keybo Shabaz: You’re diabolical.

Laura Howlett: There’s a reason they keep me around. Why do they keep you, nudes of Verona on your phone or something?

Keybo Shabaz: Let’s go to the match.

{ The match started off with Wraith trying to tie up with Nate but Fate quickly fucked out of it and caught Wraith with a shin kick to the side. Wraith launched right into an offensive folly after that and drove Fate back into a corner. Fate covered up and Wraith was forced to stop his offense by the referee but Nate shot out of the corner with a leaping knee to the face! Fate then quickly grabbed Wraith for a pump handle throw. Wraith recovered in the corner and as Fate came in fast again looking for a knee, Wraith was able to use a drop toe hold to send Fate face first into the second turnbuckle. Wraith went on the offense after that and pulled Fate out of the corner with a Fisherman suplex. Wraith then went for a cross armbreaker! Fate was able to get to the ropes to break the hold. Wraith pressed his momentum with a headlock takedown into a rear naked choke. Nate was in the center of the ring but managed to fight his way to the bottom rope. Nate rolled out onto the apron. Wraith came in to grab him but Nate hit Wraith with a shoulder to the midsection through the rope. Fate then launched himself back into the ring with a springboard forearm smash! Fate went for the cover there but Wraith was able to kick out. Nate brough Wraith back to his feet, Wraith fought Fate off and connected with a front dropkick. Wraith came in fast as Nate stood up and grabbed him with Shiranui! Wraith went for the cover this time but Fate was able to get his shoulder up. Wraith stood up and stalked Nate as he worked his way up to his feet. Wraith came in with the Genecide kick once Fate was standing but Nate ducked it. Nate came in from behind and grabbed Wraith with the Burning Fate Hammer! Fate made a cover again but it was still only a two count. Nate signaled that he was ready to put this match away. Nate pulled Wraith up to his feet and locked in the double underhook for Wing’s of Fate but Wraith is able to reverse out of it and catches Fate with the Genecide kick! Wraith follows it up with the Howling and the victory at ten minutes and forty two seconds! }

Laura Howlett: Hats off to Wraith and Nate that was an incredible contest but the pseudo son of Angel Blake keeps his winning streak going.

Keybo Shabaz: You have to imagine there is championship gold in the very near future of Wraith?

Laura Howlett: Yeah, because I’m no an idiot. Of course there is gold in his future! What kind of moronic half baked epiphany was that!?

Keybo Shabaz: I was just trying to keep the conversation going.

Laura Howlett: What’s your next stellar observation, the sky is blue!?

Keybo Shabaz: Hold on Laura, we are getting word something is happening back in the ring.

{ We head back to the ring where Wraith is standing with his arms outstretched much like Angel Blake. The lights go out as his music replays however when they return Wraith is still standing in the ring with a confused look on his painted face. Behind him stands DEAN HARPER!!! Wraith turns just as Dean socks him with a right hook. Wraith fights back but Dean is a man unleashed right now. Dean fights Wraith back to the ropes as Wraith is attempting to block his shots but Dean is just not letting up. Wraith gets a solid kick in to break Dean off of him and then the two collide in the middle of the ring with rights and lefts. Finally security comes pouring out from the back and splits them apart. Dean and Wraith keep trying to get each other causing several roster members to join in to finally break them apart. We now head back to the studio with Laura and Keybo. }

Laura Howlett: Dean Harper is out for some revenge after what Wraith did to Angel Blake.

Keybo Shabaz: Dean Harper is not a man I would want to cross.

Laura Howlett: No shit. Is there a person dead or alive you would cross?

Keybo Shabaz: I mean-

Laura Howlett: Shut up!

Keybo Shabaz: Let’s just talk about our next match.

Laura Howlett: Let’s, because if there is anyone I hate more on this planet than you, Keybo, it’s this self righteous piece of monkey crap that calls himself James Gilmore.

Keybo Shabaz: What did James do that’s so bad?

Laura Howlett: Killed a man.

Keybo Shabaz: Besides that?

Laura Howlett: He continues to suck fame from the dead, shriveled corpse of Being Infamous.

Keybo Shabaz: Besides that.

Laura Howlett: He’s a generally annoying person with a god complex.

Keybo Shabaz: Seems nice to me.

Laura Howlett: Yeah well talking to you feels like talking to a cardboard cut out of James Gilmore except somehow with less charisma!

Keybo Shabaz: Be that as it may I’m sure James and Pax will put on a great match.

SINGLES MATCH

James Gilmore vs Pax Stormcrow

{ The lights in the arena dim, and there is the sound of a powerup collected in an old video game system. At the sound, the crowd leap to their feet with cheers A beat is laid out, filling the arena with the sounds of a Midi file. The lights pulse in time with the music. As they flash as the beat trembles, an explosion of sparks rocks the entrance stage. Pax walks out onto the stage, looking around as the crowd bursts into cheers. He gives a smirk as the chanting on Suplex by A Tribe Called Red kicks in.

He stands at the top of the ramp, lifting his right fist into the air with his head down, bobbing his hooded head along with the music before marching down to the ring. He slides into the ring and jumps onto the second turnbuckle, throwing his hood off and hyping up the crowd with yells before slipping his coat off and letting it fall to the ground. }

{ During the time of James Gilmore’s entrance into the arena, Laura Howlett forcibly made here way into the production area and cut the feed. Please stand by. }

Laura Howlett: Thank the lord. I just cut 45 minutes from our broadcast.

Keybo Shabaz: That was incredibly rude.

Laura Howlett: So is the amount of time James’ eats up for his ridiculous entrance like anyone besides a parent is proud to see him out here.

Keybo Shabaz: I’m sure his fans were very happy to see him.

Laura Howlett: If they were able to lift their head of their droll bucket long enough.

{ The thoughts and opinions of Laura Howlett do not reflect those of IWF management or their roster members. }

Laura Howlett: Now Pax!? There’s a certified stallion if I ever saw one. A decorated amateur wrestler, former olympic prospect, former champion. Pax has all the tools he just needs to put it together.

Keybo Shabaz: Maybe tonight is the night against a former world champion in James Gilmore.

Laura Howlett: Please don’t remind people of that. It was bad enough when it happened, I don’t think anyone wants to relive it.

{ The match started off with James challenging Pax to a little shoot fight. The two men circled each other for several moments before Pax swooped in with a double leg takedown. Pax went into the mount but didn’t throw any punches or elbows, instead choosing to step off with a smirk. James pulled himself up and dusted himself off and asked Pax to try that same move again. The two circled each other once more. James moved in looking to grab Pax with a side headlock but Pax got right under it and grabbed the legs of James again for a double leg takedown. This time however, Pax moved right into the mount and rained down some elbow strikes on the ground James Gilmore. James managed to get a foot on the ropes to stop the assault. Pax stood up and readied himself for Gilmore again. James pulled himself up told Pax to come in again. Pax just shook his head before coming in fast. This time James managed to catch Pax with an armdrag takedown. The former amateur wrestler got right back to his feet and caught a standing dropkick from James Gilmore. Gilmore was looking proud of himself now as he marched over to grab Pax but Stormcrowd quickly rolled him up for a two count. Both men got back to their feet but Pax was there first with a European upper cut. Pax then grabbed Gilmore and was aiming for an olympic slam but James managed to swing his way out of it and back to his feet. James then launched himself at Pax with a spear and a mount of his own. James would however go with fists instead of elbows. Pax blocked most of the shots but the referee reprimanded James for using closed fists and gave him a warning. James stood up but Pax sprung back to his feet and dumped Gilmore with a release German suplex! Pax went for another cover but it was only a two count. Pax pulled James up but Gilmore rocked Stormcrow with several body shots! James threw Pax into the ropes and caught him with a Lou Thez press. Again James went for fists but Pax was able to catch the hand of Gilmore and kick his feet loose looking for a triangle choke on Gilmore. James struggled but managed to reach the ropes. Both men get back up again. James came in fast but Pax was ready with a Saito Suplex! Pax made another cover but James was once again able to kick out. Pax peeled James up off the mat but Gilmore rocked him with a right hand that sent Pax turning. James then jumped up with the Shellshocker! James made a cover now but Pax got his shoulder up at two. James pulled up Pax now but Stormcrow stuffed him with a front waist lock takedown. Pax popped right up and as James tried to stand, Stormcrowd grabbed him with Peace Out! Pax then made the cover for the victory at ten minutes and twenty two seconds! }

Laura Howlett: HAPPY DAYS ARE HERE AGAIN!

Keybo Shabaz: A very impressive outing from both men but Pax was able to pick up a strong victory over a form world champion.

Laura Howlett: Shut your stupid ugly face, Keybo! Pax Stormcrow is the GILMORE SLAYER!!!

Keybo Shabaz: You are way too excited about this.

Laura Howlett: Nothing makes me happier than seeing James Gilmore fail at life.

Keybo Shabaz: That’s incredibly sad.

Laura Howlett: Not as sad as that stupid idiot is going to be when he wakes up! PRAISE BE TO PAX STORMCROW!!! THE GILMORE SLAYER!!!

Keybo Shabaz: Can we just move on to our main event of the evening?

Laura Howlett: Gladly, that means it’s almost close to the time that is furthest away from when I have to see you next.

Keybo Shabaz: Geez-us…

Laura Howlett: Next up we’ve got “Don’t call me enhancement talent” Crystal taking on Caroline “I’m not related to Mike” Machado!

Keybo Shabaz: Keeping that gag going?

Laura Howlett: For as long as humanly possible.

Keybo Shabaz: But why?

Laura Howlett: Anything that annoys you brings me joy.

Keybo Shabaz: Thanks for the honesty. Let’s head to the ring!

SINGLES MATCH

Crystal vs Caroline Machado

{ Meganerd by YTcracker begins to blast all across the speakers as it does so as Crystal makes her way from the back curtain with her manager Rayne. Crystal smiles as she flips off the crowd as she makes her way down to the ring. She quickly slides into the ring and kips up to her feet as she waves her hands in the air getting the crowd behind her. She jumps around a bit as she tosses her eye glasses to her manager Rayne. Rayne smiles as she catches them as she claps for her client. }

{ The voice of Sir Patrick Stewart echoes throughout the arena before the Ace of Base dance track, "A Beautiful Life," begins to blare. Caroline Machado, clad in her hybrid MMA and volleyball gear, hops onto the stage as the crowd cheers. Dancing to the beats of the tune, she stolls down to the ring and gives some lucky ringside fans a gentle hug. }

Laura Howlett: So do you want to take bets on whose losing streak ends tonight?

Keybo Shabaz: Absolutely not!

Laura Howlett: Why? Afraid you’ll lose like always.

Keybo Shabaz No, I’m fairly confident it’s against the rules.

Laura Howlett: Yet another example of why I hate you.

Keybo Shabaz: I’m sure you have a list.

Laura Howlett: Try an encyclopedia.

Keybo Shabaz: We are going to head to the match now, thank you.

{ The match begins with Crystal flying out of her corner and catching Caroline completely by surprise with a head scissors take down. Caroline tries to get right back up but Crystal is on her with a tornado ddt! Caroline tries to get up but Crystal is on her with a running dropkick that sends Caroline ricocheting into the corner. Crystal nipped back up to her feet and ran in with a double knee strike on the downed Caroline. Crystal then pulled Caroline out of the corner and went to whip her across the ring but Caroline reversed it into a short arm knee to the midsection. Caroline then threw Crystal to the mat with a judo style hip toss. Crystal attempted to nip up again but Caroline was right there with a discus elbow strike that sent Crystal to the mat. Caroline would cover but Crystal was able to kick out. Caroline pulled Crystal up and looked for the Service Ace but Crystal shoved her off and took a fist full of hair slamming Caroline to the mat. Caroline sat up but Crystal buzzed past her to hit the ropes and come back with a running dropkick on Caroline. Crystal would then make a cover only for Caroline to kick out. Crystal helped Caroline up again gut the avid mma alumn connected with a hard body shot followed right up with the Service Ace! Caroline attempted a cover but Crystal was far too close to the ropes to get it done. Caroline then pulled Crystal to her feet and unloaded several palm strikes to the head and body of Crystal before capping the offense off with a spinning heel kick. Caroline then grabbed Crystal for a scoop slam and attempted to lock in Dig! Dig! Dig! But Crystal was able to scoot to the ropes for the break. Caroline pulled Crystal up harshly by the air but quickly countered with a Chick Kick and a Titla Whirl DDT! Crystal got back to her feet and looked like she was ready to end this as Caroline staggered her way up. Crystal came in fast, springboarding off the ropes and locking for another DDT but Caroline stuffed it. Caroline pushed Crystal off and came in for the Service Ace but Crystal managed to get free. Crystal fired off another Chick Kick but Caroline got under that and grabbed Crystal for the Service Ace in the center of the ring for the pinfall and the victory at just over eight minutes! }

Laura Howlett: In a match where one of these women had to win we definitely got a winner!

Keybo Shabaz: That is definitely one way of looking at it.

Laura Howlett: I’m just saying neither of these women have won in a while and Caroline picked up a solid little victory.

Keybo Shabaz: Oddly positive of you.

Laura Howlett: I mean, it will make whoever beats Caroline next look better if she’s got a recent W on the board.

Keybo Shabaz: And just when I think I’m breaking through-

Laura Howlett: I return to calling it like it is. Well thank you everybody for tuning into Before the Sacrifice! And to all you dirt sheet reading neck beards we’ve got some great news in store for you for July!

Keybo Shabaz: Really Laura?

Laura Howlett: Sorry did I upset your people?

Keybo Shabaz: It never ends.

Laura Howlett: No it doesn’t! For neckbeard over here, I have been Laura Howlett and we will see you on the next edition of Before the Sacrifice!

{ We close on Laura plucking one of Keybo’s stray beard hairs as the theme music plays. }

[Jess Fowler]

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SEGMENT
Samira Announcement
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Terri Morasco: Ladies and gentlemen starting first thing here tonight... We have a comment from Samira Hamilton.

Vasco Dias: We haven’t seen Samira in the ring for a little bit now.

{Arena light fade down. A pulse sound starts from the arena speaks, carrying with it some added bass. User cameras are shown filling up the entire arena in a sea of light. “Bad Guy” by Billie Eilish tolls over the arena sound system, which also kicks in the purple spotlights, sending everything into a rave like experience until spotting Samira Hamilton looking down toward the wrestling ring from the middle section stands. She begins walking down to the stairs heading to the ground floor of the arena and hops over the soft barricade. Samira stops, looks at ring and proceeds, circling around the ring going to the timekeepers position, where she climbs the steel steps nearby and enters the ring.}

Samira Hamilton: Thank you, thank you, no seriously….thank all of you. If it weren’t for people like you, I wouldn’t be standing where I am today.

{Samira stops talking for a moment, lowering the mic, to pull herself together.}

Samira Hamilton: ….it’s a mixed feeling if I have to be honest. You see, today….I’m out here, to announce to you all, in person…..that I am going to be taking some time off.

{There’s a loud “no” kind of reaction from the crowd, which makes Samira place her hand on her chest.}

Samira Hamilton: ….but I know it's the right thing for me to do right now, because I’m actually pregnant. Not planned but you know... Jason and I are looking forward to adding a new member of the family.

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TAG TEAM MATCH
Violent Tendencies vs Billie Parris and Phillip Deforrest
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Terri Morasco: Hello everyone, and welcome to Sacrifice! Terri Morasco here, alongside my broadcast partner, Vasco Dias, coming to you live from Cleveland, Ohio!

Vasco Dias: The incomparable Vasco Dias, Morasco! Build me up a bit as the talent I truly am! Sometimes I feel like I should just go down to Verona's office and see if I can trade you out for Laura Howlett. She'd recognize my talent, but then there would be nobody to carry Keybo Shabaz through a show.

Terri Morasco: Verona couldn't afford a broadcast table big enough to house both you and Laura's respective egos, Vasco. Speaking of talent, however, we have a loaded show here for you tonight! Let's go down to the ring for our first match of the night!

{ Billie Parris and Phillip Deforrest are already standing in the ring, preparing for action. Parris gives a wave to the crowd, drawing little-to-no reaction from the Cleveland faithful. }

Vasco Dias: Billie still trying to get himself a pop, I see, despite being about as popular as a cockroach in a kitchen.

Terri Morasco: Harsh, don't you think?

Vasco Dias: Hey, for what it's worth, I was pulling for the kid to get a pop. Deforrest and Parris willingly walked to the ring for their own executions. That takes some stones. I have to call it how I see it, though.

{ The arena lights darken and a red spotlight is cast upon the entryway. The sound of a guitar cuts through the building as 'Shitlist' by L7 begins to blast. Chris Diamond walks out first, bat in hand, and the World Tag Team Championship around his waist; followed closely by Stephen Terrella, with the World Tag Team Championship belt slung over his shoulder, and Portia by the hand. }

Alison Valance: Coming down the aisle, being accompanied by Portia... Weighing in at a combined 555 pounds.. The King of Clubs... Stephen Terrella!... The Main Man... Chris Diamond! They are... VIOLENT TENDENCIES!

{ Diamond, Terrella and Portia walk the length of the ramp as the crowd boos. }

When I get mad
And I get pissed
I grab my pen
And I write out a list
Of all the people
That won't be missed
You've made my shitlist

{ Diamond rolls under the bottom rope. Portia and Terrella stay ringside for a moment, making out in a display that may not be suitable for broadcast television. At it's conclusion, Terrella follows with a charge up the steel steps as Chris smirks at the fans, shifting the belt on his waist for the camera to see. Diamond lines up his shot with his bat and swings, holding his hand over his eyes like he’s watching a head fly before casually leaning back onto a set of turnbuckles. Terrella flips off the entire audience, then pulls off his beanie and chucks it at Deforrest before doing some jaw-jacking. }

{ Diamond takes the ring for Violent Tendencies, and Deforrest does the same for his team. Diamond and Deforrest lock up, and Chris quickly drives Phillip back into the corner. The official calls for a clean break. The Main Man backs off, seemingly obliging the official's request. However, Chris gives Phillip a last second shove to the face meant as more of an insult than anything. Diamond backs up with a smirk, and Phillip checks his jaw. }

Vasco Dias: When you're the Main Man, it's just that easy, Morasco.

Terri Morasco: I understand that -on paper- we've got our World Tag Team Champions squaring off against a team that hasn't had a lot of success. If Diamond and Terrella take Deforrest and Parris too lightly though, they may find themselves on the wrong end of an upset.

Vasco Dias: Do you want to put a wager on your new boys then, Morasco? Give me Violent Tendencies, you take Parris and Deforrest, and we'll call it a thousand bucks?

Terri Morasco: Not especially, no.

{ Deforrest and Diamond tie up again, and once more it's the Main Man easily powering Deforrest back into the corner. The official calls for a break, but before Chris can shove Phillip again, Deforrest strikes Diamond right on the chin with a hard right hand, stunning the Main Man. Deforrest quickly bounces out of the corner, rushing over and blasting Terrella in the chest with a double axe handle that catches him off-guard. Terrella seethes. Deforrest yells for them to, "Come on!" as Diamond checks his jaw with a nod. }

Terri Morasco: Phillip Deforrest is letting the champions know he won't be disrespected there!

Vasco Dias: Is that what that was? I must have been watching a different program because I just watched some idiot pull the dumbest little stunt imaginable. But go ahead, piss off Violent Tendencies, and let's see how that goes for you, Phillip.

{ Diamond comes out hot, drilling Deforrest in the midsection with a hard kick. Diamond strikes Deforrest with a closed fist that echoes through the arena. The Main Man grabs Phillip by the head and drags his eyes across the top rope, only to plant him with a Russian leg sweep at the end of the trip. Diamond briefly touches his jaw, then yanks Phillip off the camera. The Main Man does a bit of jawing, then nearly drives Phillip through the canvas with his 'Hang'em High' chokeslam. }

Vasco Dias: This is what happens when insects take stands against steamrollers, they get flattened! But congrats, Phillip, on your Pyrrhic victory. I hope it was satisfying.

Terri Morasco: Diamond tags out to Terrella, and in comes this monster of a man. Things may be about to go from bad to worse for Phillip, I'm afraid.

Vasco Dias: You think!? Diamond at least has a sense of humor about some things. Terrella wakes up pissed off. It's like the man is angry at his own dreams!

Terri Morasco: Terrella slowly walking over... kneeling down next to Phillip... and pulling his head up by the hair... good grief what a vile left-handed shot!!

Vasco Dias: Terrella's just hammering him with lefts now! Four... Five... Six... Seven... Eight... Nine... Ten... Eleven... Twelve... Thirteen... Fourteen... just straight shots, and Phillip has been busted open!

Terri Morasco: The official is getting in there, finally telling Terrella he has to get off... I think Blue Shoes is making the right call there... looking out for Phillip's well-being.

Vasco Dias: If Blue Shoes isn't careful Terrella may punch him in the face! Maybe watch out for your own well-being!

Terri Morasco: Portia digging her nails into Phillip's eyes now while Blue Shoes is busy with Terrella!! Why!? That's spiteful, is what that is!! It's uncalled for!

Vasco Dias: The best time to kick a man is while he's down, Morasco! Didn't your parents ever teach you that!? They can't run away, and you don't have to lift your leg as high.

{ Terrella waits on Deforrest to try to stand, but Phillip struggles, bloody and partially blinded. Terrella cuts him clean in half with a spear! }

Terri Morasco: Phillip is hurt, and he's hurt bad. Terrella tags Diamond now, and Diamond's climbing the turnbuckles...

Vasco Dias: I think everyone in this arena knows what's coming next... except for maybe Phillip, who's probably trying to remember eight grade anatomy class, and which organ belongs where...

Terri Morasco: Terrella with Deforrest up on his shoulders now...

Vasco Dias: Brutalizer!!! That's it! Diamond moves over into a cover... One!... Two!!... Three!!!

{ Diamond smirks as Terrella stares down Parris on the apron. Portia strolls around the ring, grabbing at Billie's ankle for a moment on her way past. The brief distraction allows Terrella to pounce, hammering Billie with a left hand and pulling him into the ring over the top rope. Diamond and Terrella begin beating down Billie Parris with kicks and stomps after the match as the bell continues to ring. Terrella rips Parris up and shoves him in the corner, then plows through him with the 'Silver Crush'. Diamond follows by nailing Parris with a 'Fistful of Dollars'. Terrella lifts Parris and locks him in a full nelson, and Diamond grabs his bat. The Main Man works over Parris with jabs from the bat to Billie's ribs as the bell continues to ring. }

Terri Morasco: This has to stop!! You won the match!! What's the purpose to this!? Do they feel like they need to remind the world that they're assholes!? No one has forgotten!

Vasco Dias: Whoa, hey, easy, Morasco! You want them to come up here!?

{ Diamond pretends like he's tired as Terrella shoves Parris' limp body next to the canvas next to Deforrest's. Portia makes her way into the ring with a microphone as security and EMTs start to fill the ring, trying to restore some order and tend to Billie and Phillip. }

Portia: Terri... Terri... Terri... I hear you screaming all the way down here. No one cares. If you have to ask why we just did what we did though, then you haven't been paying attention. Later tonight three teams will compete for a shot at Stephen's and Chris' World Tag Team Championships. This was just a little reminder that whichever team wins is actually the loser.

{ Portia smiles maliciously as she glances down at Phillip and Bille being tended to. }

Portia: Those titles belong to Violent Tendencies, the best tag team anywhere today. If you come for what's ours, this is what will happen to you. So if any of you have any common sense about you, you'll ask out of the match or fake an injury... because when you face this team... people get hurt.

{ 'Shitlist' cranks up as Diamond and Terrella hold the World Tag Team Championships up with one arm. Chris points at the camera with his bat and starts talking some more trash as Portia and Terrella begin to makeout again in the center of the ring in the middle of the carnage. }

Vasco Dias: You asked the question, Morasco, and she gave you the answer directly. Happy now? The countdown clock is on. We'll see by the end of the night if anyone heeds her warning, or if the six man in our main event all want to take a gamble that they're the team that can halt Violent Tendencies momentum.

Terri Morasco: I hate that woman. I hate all three of them, but I especially hate that woman. But I guarantee you no one is pulling out of that match later tonight. The opportunity is too great for anyone to pass up. And knowing the men involved in that match, they may have a message of their own for the champs.

Winner by pinfall: Violent Tendencies

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Nick Danger and JC Keeton sign the contract for their World Television Championship Match at Bloody Assizes
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{Sacrifice returns to the ring where a table is set up with the IWF logo on it. A sheet of paper and a pen are in the center of the table while Vasco Dias stands next to the table with a microphone in hand.}

Vasco Dias: Ladies and gentlemen I'm here to oversee the contract signing for the World Television Championship match at Bloody Assizes. Please welcome the challenger, Nick Danger!

{Mountain by Three Days Grace comes on the speaker and Nick Danger walks out to the entrance ramp wearing Red and White wrestling attire and his leather jacket says Savior. He stands on the entrance ramp hyping the whole crowd to chant his name and starts walking down the ramp while giving fans high fives. He walks up the steel steps and goes through the middle rope to stand near the table looking down at the contract with a smile.}

Vasco Dias: And now the champion, JC Keeton!

{The beat to "Born Legendary" by Emanuel Vo Williams hits.}

I crawled out the gutter
I rose to the top
My reign everlasting
I can’t be stopped
I was made for the throne
Rise up til I moan
You been waiting on a ruler
Well I’m home

{As soon as he says the word "Home" pyro explodes from the rampway as JC Keeton steps through the curtain dressed in khaki shorts and a Duke Winchester t-shirt from the IWF Year One Vintage Collection. He stands at the top of the ramp and raises the title into the air to a massive pop. He then throws it over his shoulder and makes his way to the ring. Once inside the ring he picks up the pen and scribbles his signature on the paper to a pop.}

Vasco Dias: Well that was painless, Danger you're up.

{Before they can move on JC leans into the microphone Vasco was holding.}

JC Keeton: Hold up, I got something to say.

{Vasco raises the mic for JC to speak more clearly.}

JC Keeton: Nick, I respect what you stand for but I have a legacy to live up to too. This title means everything to me, and while I'm sure you'll give it your best shot, nobody in IWF is taking this from me right now.

{The crowd roars in approval of the champion.}

Vasco Dias: Mr. Danger did you have anything to say in response.

{Vasco holds the microphone out for Nick to speak.}

Nick Danger: Yes, I respect your honesty JC. You have a legacy to live up to and I have a legacy to up to as well. I am your first opponent and I plan on giving you everything I have to beat you or prove that I am a threat towards your title. Just don’t think beating me will be easy. Because you will have to work hard to beat me. I do plan on winning that title at Bloody Assizes from you. I want to prove that I am a champion. I know I prove it every night and winning that title show’s my hard work was not all for nothing.

{Nick Danger picks up the pen and signs the contract and makes the match official.}

Vasco Dias:JC would you like to respond?

{JC grins at Nick's confidence as Vasco holds the mic in front of his face.}

JC Keeton: I wouldn't expect anything less and one day you might be a champion here but it ain't gonna be at Bloody Assizes and it ain't gonna be at my expense. This…

{He pats the title on his shoulder.}

JC Keeton: Is staying right here as long as I want to but let's give these people a match they'll never forget at Bloody Assizes.

{JC extends his fist for a fist bump and Nick Danger accepts the fist bump then speaks into the mic}

Nick Danger: I couldn’t agree more with you JC Keeton. You gotta fight me just how you won the title against Ulf. Other than that this match will be spectacular at Bloody Assizes.

{JC Keeton holds his title in the air and Nick Danger stares at the title while the cameras fade to the next segment.}

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SINGLES MATCH
1K RP Word Limit
Tytus Rost vs Abraxes
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{The crowd turns its attention toward the entrance area as the drumbeat of Even Horizon begins. ‘You Are Black Hole’ 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 O’Murphy 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 O’Murphy, weighing three hundred and four pounds … from Mikhailovka, Russia … The Russian Lion … Tytus … Rost!

{Berrick stands in front of Tytus barking instructions at him all-the-while pointing down to the ring. Rost’s upper lip curls in a sneer as he begins to move with purpose down the ramp with O’Murphy 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 O’Murphy in the center of the ring.}

Terri Morasco: The big Russian, Tytus in action!

Vasco Dias: Ya look at his size, and he makes ya wonder why you ain't in the ring with him...

Terri Morasco: I think he'd break me in half just for staring at him...

{ The lights in the arena flicker and die as if there were some kind of power outage. As the light sounds of an acoustic guitar play, the high pitched laughter of children fills the air. A red spotlight shines on the stage as heavy smoke rolls across the floor. As opening lyrics of Monster (Under my Bed) by Call me Karizma starts to sing Abraxes rises from the center of the stage, his eyes burning out from under his mask as he stares down at the ring.

The rhythm of the song changes from a twisted lullaby do a grinding rock song just as he rises to his full height. Abraxes glares around at the audience before he walks down the ramp, focused on the ring in front of him. He crawls into the ring, exaggerated movements of his hands and legs to appear more like a creepy spider then a man. He rolls to his feet, holding his arms into the air as the lullaby starts anew. }

Vasco Dias: I've been impressed with Abraxes ever since he burst onto the Imperial scene.

Terri Morasco: Hate to admit it, but I'll agree with you for once.

Vasco Dias: For ONCE!?! Terri, you *know* you love me...

Terri Morasco: Oh, just shut up and focus on the match! This is gonna be a powerhouse's dream...

[DING!]

{ Terri must've had that Match Game-esque ESP going on in her mind, because she called it right. This match was very hard-hitting and brutal, eith Abraxes and Tytus giving everything they had. Tytus started off by picking Abraxes apart with a pair .of European uppercuts before executing a flawless spinning heel kick! The Russian pulls his oppnent upward before planting him with a fallaway slam that scored him a two-count from Blue Shoes. Abraxes seized control from Tytus and picked him apart with a pair of headbutts, followed by a forearm smash, then a wild lariat that almost took the Russian's head clean off! Eventually, Abraxes planted Rost with a fallaway slam of his own and got himself a two-count. Mid-match, the pace became more surgical and deliberate as the two men traded rights and lefts in the center of the ring! Tytus would take control, blocking an Abraxes haymaker and executing a perfect camel clutch! Blue Shoes checked to see if Abraxes wanted to quit, but Abraxes managed to place a hand on the bottom rope to force a break! Abraxes then used Tytus' anger against him, nailing him with his trademarked Hush draping DDT maneuver...only to get a very close two-count! Abraxes stands up pissed, determined to get his man once and for all -- but at just a shade under eleven minutes, Tytus was able to use Abraxes' temper against him, eventually nailing him with his signature LAST CZAR sit-out powerbomb combination to score the three-count!!! }

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SEGMENT
And now for something completely different
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TRIPLE THREAT TAG TEAM MATCH
Winner Receives a World Tag Team Championship Match at Bloody Assizes
Gregor Winter and Jack Ferriman vs Team Diversity Hire vs Union of Jobbers
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{The battle is intense but Team Diversity Hire wins the match, pinning Mr Happy for the win.}