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Post by Jess Fowler on Jul 30, 2021 0:46:35 GMT
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HOUR ONE
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{ The show opener for Friday Night Sacrifice plays to the theme of Born for One Thing by Gojira showing clips of all the current champions as well as some of the biggest stars in IWF currently. After the open plays we head to the studio where Laura Howlett stands with Keybo Shabaz. }
Laura Howlett: Welcome to Friday Night Sacrifice! I am your host and the person you think about most when making love to your significant other, Laura Howlett! And the man next to me is who most males think about when trying not to ejaculate too soon, Keybo Shabaz! And I don't think it's hyperbole to say that this is the biggest Sacrifice in the history of the company!
Keybo Shabaz: While I find some of what you just said to be suspect, I can't disagree with your other point at all. Tonight is the first ever Fan Booked Edition of Monday Night Sacrifice!
Laura Howlett: We have a huge card for you tonight! Nick Danger takes on his fan voted opponent, my client, Tytus Rost in a submission match!
Keybo Shabaz: Eternity faces off against Dakota Bowman in the fan chosen Body Bag match!
Laura Howlett: The insurmountable force meets the immovable object when Rowan and Tara Fenix go one on one in a Woman of Steel match!
Keybo Shabaz: Virginia defends the Imperial Diamonds Championship against her fan voted for challenger, Fiona McFly!
Laura Howlett: A feud that has spanned two years of IWF, two stables, several championship and the hall of fame comes to a climax when Steve Awesome challenges Roberto Verona in the fan voted for three stages of hell match!
Keybo Shabaz: I have to say I am the most excited for that match up. Steve Awesome and Roberto Verona have gone back and forth for years and to actually witness the end of this feud live and in person? It's going to be legendary.
Laura Howlett: Absolutely. And if that wasn't enough we will see Dean Harper, Ulf Hednir and Warren Kane sign the contract for an IWF Men's World Championship match set to take place next week! This will be hug as it directly affects the Heir to the Throne. What if Warren loses? What does this mean for Dean and Warren? Will Ulf Hednir finally ascend to the top?
Keybo Shabaz: All great questions.
Laura Howlett: I know. I asked them. And in the main event. We asked all of you idiotic people who you wanted to see take on JC Keeton for the World Television Championship and instead of picking my over qualified client, you picked Stephen Terrella... I'm not upset. Just disappointed.
Keybo Shabaz: I'm sure you are. But without further adew let's send it to our commentators on the ground, Terri Morasco and Vasco Dias!
{ We transition away from the studio to ringside. }
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SUBMISSION MATCH
FAN SELECTED OPPONENT
HTTT Points are on the line for Tytus Rost
Tytus Rost vs Nick Danger
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Terri Morasco: Thank you Laura and Keybo and welcome to Friday Night Sacrifice! Our opening contest was voted on by the fans and it will be a submission contest!
Vasco Dias: For some reason the fans really wanted to see Nick Danger and Tytus Rost face off, I’m not entirely sure why but it should be a phenomenal contest!
Terri Morasco: I couldn’t agree with you more, Vasco! Now for the introductions!
{ We head to Alison Valance in the ring. }
Alison Valance: The following contest will be Submission Rules! Making his way to the ring, weighing in at one hundred and ninety four pounds… from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania… The New Savior of Wrestling… 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 center of the ring for a moment then takes off his leather jacket and then throws both of them to the crowd then stands at the corner turnbuckle ready for the match to start. }
Terri Morasco: The crowd is hot for Nick Danger tonight!
Vasco Dias: The kid has heart and as soon as he turns on Gilmore and embraces his inner sith lord, he could really be something special.
Terri Morasco: Vasco!
Vasco Dias: What!? All I’m saying is Tyuts Rost is about to make an open face hamburger sandwich out of Danger tonight.’
Terri Morasco: That doesn’t even make sense.
Vasco Dias: It does if you really think about it.
Terri Morasco: I just can’t.
{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.}
Vasco Dias: Look at that absolute beast! Tytus Rost is just the kind of man you look at and wonder why he isn’t already dripping with gold in IWF?!
Terri Morasco: Well, Tytus has been cutting a slow swath through the IWF roster on his way to where you think you should be.
Vasco Dias: Not just me, Laura Howlett as well.
Terri Morasco: I’m sorry if those are the exact two opinions I care about the least.
{ Nick and Tytus come face to face in the center of the ring as our newly hired referee, Scott Handsome explains the rules. Tytus does not wait for Scott to finish and cracks Nick in the skull with a head butt leading to the bell being rung and the match being started! }
Vasco Dias: Tytus with the opening shot!
Terri Morasco: That is not how Nick wants to get this thing started!
{ Nick staggered back on his heels for a moment and then drills Tytus with a superkick that catches the much larger man off guard. Nick spins on his feet and hits the ropes for a spring board cross body block but Tytus catches him in mid air. Tytus then slings Nick up over his shoulders and hits a huge running power slam on Danger! }
Vasco Dias: Danger trying to use speed to his advantage but Tytus Rost is just a mountain of a man!
Terri Morasco: Danger is going to have to dig down deep for this one.
{ Rost hits a big time stomp to the lower abdomen of Nick Danger which forces Danger to roll over onto his stomach. Rost then positions himself for the camel clutch but Nick is able to lock his hands together so Tytus can’t get the underhook. Rost instead goes for a near chin lock while seated on Danger but Nick is able to force the both of them backward until his foot catches the rope and Handsome calls for the break. }
Terri Morasco: Danger is in trouble in the opening minutes of this match up.
Vasco Dias: Rost has the smaller man’s back against the proverbial wall. Danger needs to get back on his feet and fast.
{ Tytus backs off as Danger uses the ropes to get up. Rost charges in looking for a kick to the gut but Danger is able to spin out of the way and hits a leaping inverted neckbreaker on the bigger Tytus Rost. Nick nips back up to his feet to a pop from the crowd and hits the ropes with a springboard moonsult on Tytus! }
Terri Morasco: Danger got the big man off his feet!
Vasco Dias: That’s the sort of offense he is going to need but can Nick keep it up?
{ Nick goes to the ropes again, getting a solid bounce as Tytus stands back up, Danger comes in fast and hits Rost with a massive sling blade! Nick then immediately goes into armbar position but the big man is able to fight his way free. Both men get to their feet at about the same time and Rost connects with a thrust kick on Danger followed right up with leaping heel kick! }
Vasco Dias: Danger had that momentary advantage but the brute strength of Tytus took back control of this match!
Terri Morasco: Incredible performance by both men!
{ Tytus goes to roll Danger over but Nick rolls out to the apron. Tytus starts to follow him out but Danger is up and hits a Pele Kick on Tytus on the apron. Tytus slumps down through the ropes and Danger grabs him around the shoulders. Nick Danger muscles Rost up and connects with the Rising Brainbuster on the apron! }
Terri Morasco: A devastating brainbuster by Nick on the apron!
Vasco Dias: He dropped Tytus right on his head!
{ Nick attempts to roll the bigger Tytus back into the ring after the brainbuster but Tytus has the ring awareness to throw his weight the other way and topple down to the floor. Nick jumps down after him but as he pulls Tytus up, Rost connected with a double palm thrust. Tytus roars up to his feet with a European upper cut that rocks Nick backward! }
Vasco Dias: Nick just couldn’t get Tytus back in the ring and that may cost him!
Terri Morasco: That match could have been over if Nick was able to roll him back in!
{ Tytus lines up his shot and goes for a running pump kick but Nick moves and Rost hits nothing but ring post! Danger slips in under the leg of Tytus and connects with a dragon screw leg whip on the big man! }
Terri Morasco: Danger may have just turned the tide!
Vasco Dias: He still needs to get Rost in the ring!
{ Nick grabs at Tytus who is favoring that right leg and pulls him to a standing position. Nick whips Tytus into the ring apron and then hoists him back up and rolls Rost into the ring. Nick quickly scrambles up to the apron and lines up a slingshot sunset flip but Rost rolls out of the way! Tytus pushes himself up and grabs Danger as he stands with Ursa Major! }
Vasco Dias: Nick had the advantage there for a moment but Tytus came roaring back again this time with Ursa Major!
Terri Morasco: But Tytus has that one bum leg, if Nick can keep pressing that he could take this!
{ Tytus grabs the head of Danger to pull him up but Nick comes back with a single leg takedown and goes right for a kneebar on that right leg.Tytus is fighting the pain hard as Nick wrenches with literally every ounce of energy he has. Tytus continues to fight the pain and claws his way to the ropes forcing Scott Handsome to break the hold. }
Terri Morasco: That was very close for Danger, Tytus looked like he was on the verge of tapping out.
Vasco Dias: Tytus is in rough shape at this stage of the match, I don’t think going for this long is doing him any favors.
{ Nick pops back up and heads to the top rope as Tytus collects himself on the mat. Nick lines up his shot and comes off the top with Caution of Death! Tytus manages to roll out of the way of Nick’s aerial offense again and Danger crashes hard! }
Vasco Dias: Tytus moved!
Terri Morasco: That could have been the kill shot!
{ Tytus hobbles up and grabs Danger as he tries to stand, ripping Nick up into the air and slamming him into the mat with Last Czar! Tytus rolls Nick over onto his stomach and this timelocks in the Camel Clutch! }
Vasco Dias: Camel Clutch! Camel Clutch!
{ Nick fights hard but Tytus has him dead in the center of the ring. Danger continues to struggle and fight against the hold but Tytus is pushing through the pain of his leg and continues to wrench on Nick. Eventually Tyuts leans back as far as he possibly can holding Danger in a almost inhuman position and Danger has no choice but to tap out out! }
Alison Valance: Your winner… TYTUS ROST!!!
{ Tytus finally lets go and hobbles back up to his feet as his music plays. }
Terri Morasco: That was an incredibly close contest between two amazing athletes!
Vasco Dias: I one hundred percent agree with you!
Terri Morasco: Now stay tuned for more action, next up we Eternity taking on Dakota Bowman in a body bag match!
{ Cue commercial break. }
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FAN SELECTED MATCH TYPE
BODY BAG MATCH
Eternity vs Dakota Bowman
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Vasco Dias: Up next, we have the former Imperial Diamond, Dakota Bowman taking on current and five time Women’s World Champion, Eternity. This non title contest will be contested in a Body Bag Match, thanks to the voting by our wonderful fans…
Terri Morasco: It was a very close run thing between a Body Bag and a Casket, and frankly I think neither of those match types favour the young Dakota Bowman very well…
Vasco Dias: Maybe not, but they suit Eternity right down to the ground, as if she needed any more psychological advantages in this match…
Terri Morasco: Eternity may have the slight psychological advantage in this contest, but Dakota has the slight physical advantage. Maybe that will even things out in this contest…
Alison Valance: The following contest is A Body Bag Match. There will be no Pinfalls, Submissions, Count Outs or Disqualifications. The only way to win this contest is to completely seal your opponent inside a body bag…
{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.}
Alison Valance: First out, from Boston Massachusetts, “The Kawaii Kaiju” Dakota Bowman…
Terri Morasco: A good showing here and the former Imperial Diamond could put her squarely in line for a Women’s World Championship opportunity…
Vasco Dias: Awfully bold of you to assume that Eternity will leave anything left to challenge her in a match where there are essentially no rules and anything goes…
{The lights die suddenly.
Heeheeheeheeheeheeheehuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhehehehehehehehehehehehehahahahahahahahahahahahaahaahaahaahaahaahaahaahaahaahaahaa...
The soft chilling female laughter changes the atmosphere in the arena completely before the soft opening keys lead a procession of bright white starlights to twinkle in time with them. As more time passes, drums march alongside the keys. After a short while, the heavier instruments take over in leading the procession. Over a minute passes before the lyrics to “Death Incarnate” by Eleine begin to herald her arrival. The lights shift, as the stars are extinguished, replaced by sombre blue strobe lights, which provide just enough illumination for us to see the purple coloured smoke slowly gathering to cloud the entranceway.
Eternity emerges from within the cloud of colourful smoke. The Women’s World Championship hung from around her neck, a slackened but ornate noose. There is a mixed reaction from the adults, but the children seem to fear the shadowy woman who is wearing a white hat and veil over her face. Her head bowed, in remembrance of all those that have fallen before her as she seems to lightly bounce halfway down the ramp.}
Allison Valance: Her opponent, making her way down to the ring, from The Other Side…she is the five time reigning Women’s World Champion, Eternity…
{She stops in the middle of the ramp and takes a bow, taking her veiled white hat off and posing with it in her outstretched arms. She continues her journey down the ramp, skipping and carrying her hat in her right hand. She slides under the bottom rope into the ring and when she reaches the centre, she transitions into a skip, over to the turnbuckle where she hangs her hat on a ringpost, patting it.
She then skips to the middle of the ring, lifts the red and gold weight from around her neck and shoulders and falls to her knees, keeping her head bowed for a moment and her eyes closed. She tilts her head back, lifts the World up towards the sky in her right hand and slowly opens her eyes to the Heavens, mouthing “Gone But Never Forgotten.” This gesture now triggers the lights to slowly be raised back up to normal levels as her music starts also to fade away.}
Vasco Dias: And out comes the woman who many consider the indisputable measuring stick of the company…
Terri Morasco: Only the envious dispute it Vasco, Eternity’s accolades are unmatched by anybody in this company, past or present…
Vasco Dias: Maybe Dakota is the future…
Terri Morasco: Sorry, did you just give a bright young prospect some credit?
Vasco Dias: I have my moments, especially if I don’t completely despise the competitors…
Terri Morasco: It’s alright, you can say Fiona…
Vasco: What and give that loud mouth even more attention than she already craves, no thanks…
{The referee looks at the two women and points to the stage hand who brings out the body bag, laying it in the corner of the ring, under the turnbuckle which wears Eternity’s hat, flat, opened, and foreboding. Eternity cackles and giggles at Dakota, while the Kawaii Kaiju doesn't seem to be phased. The bell rings and they both rush at one another, with Eternity taking a quick upper hand with a hard shot to Dakota’s face with her World Championship!.}
Terri Morasco: Almost feral offence here from the World Champion…
Vasco Dias: Well she is facing a beast, you know what they say about a caged...WOW THAT HAD TO HURT!
{Dias is interrupted by the slightly bigger and more powerful opponent doesn’t go down, shaking off the shot whilst blood trickles from her nose. She had enough wherewithal to shove Eternity away. As Eternity rebounds wildly looking to nail her again, Dakota side steps her and scoops her up in a German Suplex, dropping the Champion straight on her head. Dakota follows up with two more as the crowd gets behind the Kawaii Kaiju. After playing the third, she picks up the World Championship, looking at it a moment before handing it to the official to put aside. Dakota pulls a winded Eternity over to the body bag, before pulling her to her feet, only to quickly drop her back down with a delayed vertical Suplex, showcasing her absolute strength. Making the blood rush to her opponent’s head before dropping her after a full ten seconds. Dakota tries to roll Eternity into the bag, but Eternity sits up as if being close to the bag itself rejuvenated her. The viciousness of the battle is about to become more so as Dakota slides out of the ring and begins to look for a weapon under the apron.}
Vasco Dias: Looks like Dakota is the first to take advantage of the lack of rules here…
Terri Morasco: If she finds something to knock Eternity out cold with first, she might have better luck putting her away…
{Eternity gets to the ropes and begins to climb over, reaching at the hair of Dakota only to get hit with a chair, knocking her back! The crowd pops as Eternity is wounded, bleeding from the nose herself, a mirror of her opponent now. Something that seems to greatly amuse her as she yells “SNAP!”}
Terri Morasco: Both women have been busted open here, Vasco!
Vasco Dias: This early in the match is just a testament to the strength and determination of both competitors….
{The Kawaii Kaiju is undeterred, roaring now as she enters the ring again with the chair. She cracks Eternity in the gut with the edge of the steel chair, before wailing on her back. Eternity convulses and twitches with each of the three back shots Bowman delivers. After the fourth, Eternity stops moving, causing Dakota to finally abandon the chair and pull a lifeless Eternity over to the body bag. Dakota quickly opens the bag and rolls Eternity into it, she starts zipping it up…}
Vasco Dias: Could it be all over here?
Terri Morasco: If it is, this will be a huge upset…
{Dakota slowly gets about half way done before the lights in the arena go out. A few tense moments pass before they come back, and we see Eternity has switched places with Dakota. It is now Bowman half in the bag. Realising her predicament, Dakota tries to crawl out of the bag, much to Eternity’s amusement. She skips over to the downed opponent, playfully kicking her as she tries to crawl out. A sinister glint in her eyes, she steps on Dakota's hands hard. The crowd is chanting "Dakota! Dakota! Dakota!" as she is finally pulled out of the bag by Eternity, who is impressed by her spirit. Next to the body bag, she pulls Dakota up to her feet, only to slam her back down with a Laid To Rest Sidewalk Slam!
Eternity then transitions the bigger woman into The Pearly Gate Lotus Lock, wrenching Dakota back. Eternity takes a few moments to fully secure the hold with a death like grip, causing Dakota to scream wildly whilst nodding her head furiously, but submissions are no good here. After several long moments in the hold and blood from previous wounds pouring down both women’s faces, Dakota starts to fade and go ever so slowly limp. Eternity doesn’t relent until Dakota has passed out completely. }
Terri Morasco: Well, Bowman is out here…
Vasco Dias: The technical knowledge and experience of somebody like Eternity has grounded the younger more powerful opponent, who is still a rookie by comparison…
Terri Morasco: Undoubtedly this was the biggest match of Bowman’s young career, but sometimes there’s no substitute for experience…
{Eternity rolls Dakota’s bloody deadweight into the body bag, and zips it up with a practiced speed and professionalism that would make her mother and father proud, as if she’d spent years doing this to the point where it had developed into a reflex. Dakota’s head disappears as the bag is fully zipped up around her, and Eternity curtsies for the ref after a fine performance. The official signals for the bell to declare an end to the contest.}
Vasco Dias: Well, perhaps inevitably, Eternity had done it…
Terri Morasco: Hopefully Dakota will live to fight another day…
{The official hands Eternity her World Championship as the lights go down to a soft blue hue. Eternity drops to her knees and raises the title beside the now filled body bag…}
Alison Valance: AND YOUR WINNER…ETERNITY!
{ We got to a highlight package of the match before the next commercial break. }
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FAN SELECTED MATCH TYPE
WOMAN OF STEEL RULES Rowan vs Tara Fenix -------------------------------------
{Lights out. The thrumming opening of “Trip the Darkness” by Lacuna Coil pulses through the arena, matched by a few flashing sparks of dark red light throughout the building. Red lights shine down and around the entranceway, still accompanied by sporadic flashing throughout the arena, illuminating the sihlouette of Rowan MacDonnough standing at the top of the ramp, a pair of chains hanging from her wrists. She breathes heavily, shoulders heaving as her head hangs down. As the opening continues, red smoke floods down the ramp as Rowan occasionally twitches spasmodically in rhythm with the music...}
"Come to me, come to me... I am waiting for you. Come to me... I can't wait..."
{As the song roars to life, Rowan's head snaps upwards, glaring around at the audience as her golden eyes glint in the smoke and the red light. The stage and ramp are lit by swirling red light, but everything else remains dark. She lopes forward, unconsciously rolling her wrists as her eyes bore a hole in the air before her. The smoke seems to follow her down the ramp as she walks. She drops the chains as she reaches ringside, climbing up the ropes and perching over the ring on the top corner, standing slowly as she continues to twitch and spasm in time with the music.}
"Follow me, follow me! As I trip the Darkness... one more time!"
{She leaps into the ring, landing with a roll in the center of the ring and pulling into a feral crouch. She stands, raising her arms as though conducting a savage chorus, posing one last time...}
"Follow me, follow me... I awake from madness.... JUST IN TIME!"
{She slowly, reluctantly backs towards a corner, eyes constantly moving as she settles in to wait for the bell.}
Summer Thompson: I get chills everytime.
Ella Kelley: She's scary.
{Every light in the arena shuts off… moments later, a single blue spotlight shines to the curtain as the opening melody for “The Eagle Flies Alone” by Arch Enemy plays over the PA system and the crowd is giving their mixed reactions… The longtime fans have cheered, and overpowering the ones who do not know whether to cheer or not; some join in just out of peer pressure. Fog has filled the stage. The first verse comes and goes. The chorus comes in.}
I, I go my own way!
I swim against the stream!
(Forever) I will fight the powers that be!
{Tara emerges from behind the curtains; her head is covered by her hood. Tara stands at the top of the stage with a sneer on her face as her eyes scan the crowd as if to find her supporters. Some of the crowd has gotten louder in her favor, while others are still mixed. Tara flings the hood back, and takes a better look at the crowd. The legendary Tara strides down the ramp; the stride turns to a brisk walk about halfway down the ramp. The crowd along the front row is bowing down to her. As she reaches the bottom of the ramp, she goes around to the camera side of the ring, and leaps onto the apron with one knee and straightens out her other leg while looking to the crowd and the camera.}
I, I go my own way!
I swim against the stream!
(Forever) I will fight the pοwers that be!
The eagle flies alone!
{Tara crawls between the middle and lower ropes, and crawls to the middle of the ring. After standing up, she walks to the nearest turnbuckle and goes to the second turnbuckle; she just stares out at the crowd, and shouts out inaudible words. After several seconds of basking, she does a one-eighty off of the second rope and landing. She hands her coat to the referee, then proceeds to wait for the match to start.}
Champion Entrance: {Every light in the arena shuts off… moments later, a single blue spotlight shines to the curtain as the opening melody for “The Eagle Flies Alone” by Arch Enemy plays over the PA system and the crowd is giving their mixed reactions… The longtime fans have cheered, and overpowering the ones who do not know whether to cheer or not; some join in just out of peer pressure. Fog has filled the stage. The first verse comes and goes. The chorus comes in.}
I, I go my own way!
I swim against the stream!
(Forever) I will fight the powers that be!
{Tara emerges from behind the curtains; her head is covered by her hood. The championship around her waist glimmers from the spotlight hitting it, despite the fog covering some of it; Tara stands at the top of the stage with a sneer on her face as her eyes scan the crowd as if to find her supporters. Some of the crowd has gotten louder in her favor, while others are still mixed. Tara flings the hood back, and takes a better look at the crowd. The legendary Tara reaches down to trace her fingernails along the plate of the belt before going into a stride down the ramp; the stride turns to a brisk walk about halfway down the ramp. The crowd along the front row is bowing down to her. As she reaches the bottom of the ramp, she goes around to the camera side of the ring, and leaps onto the apron with one knee and straightens out her other leg while looking to the crowd and the camera.}
I, I go my own way!
I swim against the stream!
(Forever) I will fight the pοwers that be!
The eagle flies alone!
{Tara crawls between the middle and lower ropes, and crawls to the middle of the ring. After standing up, she walks to the nearest turnbuckle and unstraps the championship from her waist; she holds the belt up with one hand before shouting out inaudible words. After several seconds of basking, she does a one-eighty off of the second rope and landing. She hands the championship to the referee, and then her coat, then proceeds to wait for the match to start.}
Summer Thompson: Okay. This match has me literally vibrating.
Ella Kelley: It hasn't even started yet.
{Tara and Rowan look at each other for a long moment after the bell rings. Both urging ...daring the other to go first. Finally they both step forward. It is like watching two goddesses of war, fighting over a small town. There is nothing held back as the two women unleash hell on each other. The crowd is on their feet screaming and cheering as the two keep going, never letting up for a moment. There is blood and pain. The match is close and seems to go back and forth on who could win from moment to moment. Rowan manages to hit Tara with a BALOR'S GAZE...pinning Tara just long enough for the three count but Tara is back up just after. There is a look exchanged between them. Is this the end? Who can say?}
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HOUR TWO
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Summer Thompson: Hi guys, gals, and nonbinary pals! Isn't this exciting? Ella and I are back again for Hour two of Friday night fan-booked sacrifice! Tonight has been a jammed pack of exciting moments!
Ella Kelley: I'm honestly feeling like we need a smoke break. After everything that's happened. It's so intense!
Summer Thompson: Totally!
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IWF IMPERIAL DIAMONDS CHAMPIONSHIP FAN SELECTED CHALLENGER Writing Challenge: Rebuttal Roulette
1. Staff will start a role play thread for you.
2. You can reply to each other and otherwise role play in this thread as many times as you want.
3. But, you are capped at 3000 word limit total between the posts. Anything over will not count toward victory.
Fiona McFly vs Virgina Stepanov(c) -------------------------------------
{ The lights in the arena start to flicker as the intro to “Bitch Better Have My Money” hits the speakers. Smoke pours out onto the stage as Virginia Stepanov steps out. She walks to the head of the ramp, looking around for a moment before she shoots a high front kick into the air to show off and then makes a finger gun with three punctuated ‘shots’ towards the crowd ad the appropriate time in the song.
She struts down the ramp, mouth moving to sing along to her entrance as her head bobs along with the song. When she gets to the ring she jumps onto the apron, hanging onto the rope and leaning out towards the crowd, throwing a finger gun with another three shots before she steps through the ropes. She slips her coat off and hangs it in the corner. }
Vasco Dias: The cocky strut of our Imperial Diamond champion has got to be something to behold.
Terri Morasco: Well, I don't think Virginia realizes that Fiona isn't exactly the Kate Steele type...
{ A video package begins playing to a rock-remix version of Rachel Platten's "Fight Song," showing a montage of Fiona McFly at various stages of her life including home movie footage of the famous 1994 go-kart race in the Texas Hill Country. We see photos of Fiona from her high school and college graduation ceremonies until we finally see an image of her standing next to the late Jack Gaither on their wedding day. The black-and-white photo fades down into a distorted image as the initial tune becomes slowed down, like a phonograph. Then... }
"ONE! TWO!!
ONE-TWO!!!
ONE-TWO-THREE-FOUR!!!!"
{ ...a blast of pyro goes off as the Halestorm song "Love Bites (So Do I) kicks into high gear. We see Fiona hopping onto the stage with a rugged smile on her face, looking around at the cheering crowd as she twirls a replica of her trusty bullwhip around and around. }
"Don't listen what your girlfriend says
She reads those magazines
That say you fail the test
You don't have what she needs
I'll slither like a viper
And get you by the neck
I know a thousand ways to help you forget about her
That chick can eat her heart out
Love bites, but so do I, so do I
Love bites, but so do I, so do I
Love bites..."
{ She strolls down the rampway, hugging and high-fiving folks along the way before handing the replica whip to a child as a souvenir. }
Terri Morasco: The fans have spoken -- and what a reception for Fiona!
Vasco Dias: Another waste of space...
Terri Morasco: Oh, stop it!
[DING!]
{ This was quite the match to see, the best match on the program so far. Fiona and Virginia gave it their all and ndearly took the contest to its full thirty-minute time limit! Virginia got some early shots for around five minutes or so, connecting with some vicious rights and lefts! She got a two-count when Stepanov planted McFly with a powerful pair of snap suplexes and then a running knee strike! As we approched the ten minute mark, Fiona has taken control with her own MMA-style ground-and-pound attack! Firing off some vicious forearms to her opponent's head and then a slick spinning wheel kick! She would also score a two-count after applying a swift crucifix from out of nowhere as Virginia attempted a wild haymaker but was blocked! The next ten minutes was a more technical affair, with both women showcasing their submission and wrestling skills to great effect -- yet neither of them agained an advantage! Twenty minutes in, and Fiona has Virginia locked into the Iron Claw...only for Virginia to punt Fiona in-between the legs! Blue Shoes i.mmediately pulls Stepanov away from McFly and gives her a few stern words about her actions, but the cocky fighter shoulders on and nails her opponent with her patented KMA mule kick to the chin! After mugging to the crowd, Stepanov covers...only for Fiona to kick out at two-and-three-quarters! Fiona, seizing momentum, manages to grab Virginia and place her in her signature Halestorm kimura hold! The crowd cheers as the Northern Irishwoman has the hold locked in tight, but...the bad news, for Fiona's case, was that she had the hold locked in too close to the ropes! Virginia reaces for and grabs the bottom strand, forcing a break! Fiona growls and preps Virginia for her dreaded Chelsea Clutch submission -- but Stepanov is able to squirm out of trouble, and connects with her patented CLAYMORE KICK to get the three-count! Overall, the time of the match was 25:30!!! }
Vasco Dias: For the record, let me just say. The better woman won.
Terri Morasco: Oh for the love of... Let's take a break before the single biggest match in the history of the IWF takes place. Next up. Steve Awesome. Roberto Verona. Three Stages of Hell. Everyone will remember where they were when they witnessed this match.
{ As we head to a break we are treated to a highlight reel of a feud that began years ago when Being InFamous sought out and brought back Roberto Verona to the company to save it from the Pack. Followed by more highlights of the long running feud between Being InFamous and Powers that Be that culminated in a match we all thought would be Steve's last. Until finally ending on snippets of both men's promos to each other before heading to the break. }
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THREE STAGES OF HELL
FAN SELECTED MATCH TYPE
HTTT Points are on the line
Stage 1. Street Fight
Stage 2. I Quit Match
Stage 3. Cell of Hell Match Steve Awesome vs Roberto Verona -------------------------------------
{ We return to ringside where Roberto Verona stands in the middle of the ring in his ring gear, but a microphone in his hand. Verona looks around the arena as his music gradually begins to fade and raises it to his lips. }
Roberto Verona: I regret to inform you that Steve Awesome will not be appearing this evening
Vasco Dias: What?
{ The crowd boos with disappointment. }
Roberto Verona: Mr. Awesome tendered his official resignation this morning and IWF has accepted it with immediate effect, therefore the match this evening must be considered forfeit. I appreciate your disappointment given the nature of this evening’s show but nobody will be held hostage in IWF. As a man of my word, the ban on Steve Awesome’s entry into the Hall of Fame is withdrawn immediately and we wish him well in his future endeavours. We will make no further statement on this matter.
{ Roberto walks towards the ropes. }
Roberto Verona: To compensate each and every one of you, I am pleased to announce that you are all entitled to a free snack and beverage from the vendors this evening and a twenty percent discount on all IWF merchandise. Please take advantage of this as we adjourn for a brief intermission where I encourage you to prepare to show your appreciation to the men and women who will continue to compete for the remainder of this evening. Thank you.
Terri Morasco: An unexpected disappointment, but we still have an action packed show for you.
Vasco Dias: I wore this poncho for nothing, I was expecting a blood bath.
Terri Morasco: Well as disappointing as that is we have to keep going! Next up! A contract signing for the new single biggest match in IWF HISTORY!
{ We see highlights from the previous weeks between Dean, Ulf and Warren before heading to a break. }
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SEGMENT
Dean Harper, Ulf Hednir and Warren Kane sign the contract for an IWF Men's World Championship Match next week
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{The camera comes on to the three men in the ring with the contract on the table between them. Dean leans back against the ropes, waiting. Warren rolls his eyes and takes the pen and signs first before offering the pen to Ulf. Ulf takes the pen and signs the contract.}
Warren Kane: Dean, come on.
Dean Harper: You sure you want me to ruin the moment? I mean, its not like Ulf has ever beat me when it mattered. I'm sure he'll be like another bad blow job and get you close but--
{Ulf moves to close the distance before Warren puts himself between them."
Warren Kane: Dean.
{Dean rolls his eyes and moves to sign the contract before winking at Ulf over Warren's shoulder.}
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IWF WORLD TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP FAN SELECTED CHALLENGER HTTT Points are on the line
1K RP Word Limit Stephen Terrella vs JC Keeton(c) -------------------------------------
Terri Morasco: Our fans have put together a fantastic show so far tonight, Vasco. Now it's time to cap it off with a main event that they booked: our Television Champion, JC Keeton, defending his title against the challenge of Stephen Terrella.
Vasco Dias: Which is ironic because I thought the people liked Keeton, but then they went and put him in this match. Hell, I thought JC Keeton's Dad liked JC Keeton, but then he went and poked the bear. What it all adds up to is that everyone just wants to see JC Keeton get hurt here tonight, I guess. I'm fine with that though because I couldn't care less about JC Keeton.
Terri Morasco: I'd have to disagree with you there. JC is one of the brightest young stars we have on the roster, Vasco. He won the Television Title by stopping Ulf Hednir, something no one -including Stephen Terrella- could do. JC Keeton just finds a way. His father, Jake, is also a veteran of this sport. Wouldn't you say it's possible he knew exactly what he was doing by trying to ruffle Terrella's feathers? Terrella is a hot-head, and Jake easily could be trying to work that to JC's advantage by throwing him off his game.
Vasco Dias: What you're implying is that Jake Keeton has a Mensa level IQ, Morasco. I don't buy it. If you added Jake's actual IQ to his pants waist size, and multiplied it by his number of good knees, he'd still be short of the number needed there.
Terri Morasco: First, that's insulting to someone who has meant a lot to this sport. Secondly, that's ridiculous.
Alison Valance: The next match is scheduled for one fall, and is for the IWF Television Championship!!!
{ The camera takes a long shot of the entryway as and the arena darkens and purple laser lights are cast upon the stage. "Forfeit" begins to blare before Terrella makes his entrance -alongside Portia- thirteen seconds into the song. They take a few steps before stopping to stand side-by-side on the stage, Terrella on the left and Portia on the right. She places her left hand on his right shoulder and runs her right hand down his chest and abdomen as he lowers his glasses down the bridge of his nose before turning for a kiss. }
Alison Valance: Introducing first, the challenger... standing six feet and two inches tall, and weighing in at three hundred and nine pounds... being accompanied by Portia- the King Of Clubs... Stephen Terrella!!
{ Terrella repositions his sunglasses and begins a slow walk toward the ring arm-in-arm with Portia. Fifty seconds into the song they reach the bottom of the stairs where they release arms. Terrella removes his sunglasses as the song picks up in intensity, surveying the arena for a few seconds with an intense stare and menacing scowl before handing his glasses to Portia and charging up the stairs and into the ring. }
Vasco Dias: What's ridiculous, Morasco, is the awful things Jake said about Portia! She's a classy and elegant woman, and he had the nerve to call her a gutter... I can't even say it! It pains me, Morasco.
Terri Morasco: Honestly, Vasco!? Honestly!?! She's hateful... to everyone. I can count on one hand the number of people who like her around here, and I don't even have to use my thumb. Terrella, Chris Diamond and you; that's three, and that's it.
Vasco Dias: What do you know? You had to use your fingers to count, Morasco! If you had to count to six, you'd have had to set down the microphone so we didn't have dead air.
Terri Morasco: Jerk.
Vasco Dias: A one syllable insult, how creative.
{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. He walks halfway down the ramp and stops. His eyes are locked on Terrella, and Terrella and Portia both have eyes locked on JC Keeton. }
Vasco Dias: JC Keeton maybe having some second thoughts?
{ "Born Legendary" fades with JC standing on the ramp. The crowd waits in a mixture of both excitement and confusion. JC Keeton turns his head back toward the stage as "Man Of Constant Sorrow" by the Charm City Devils hits! The audience erupts as Jake Keeton steps out onto the stage with the aid of a cane! }
Terri Morasco: It's Jake Keeton! Jake Keeton is here!
Vasco Dias: Has he lost his mind!?
{ Jake walks down the ramp as Terrella's blood boils inside the ring. The elder Keeton takes a place next to his son, JC, and the two men share a hug. }
Terri Morasco: What an unexpected -but beautiful- moment we are witnessing here tonight! Jake Keeton, for the first time in a long time, making an IWF appearance alongside his son!
{ Jake gives JC a pat on the back, and his son makes his way to the ring. Terrella rolls out onto the floor to, though, making a line straight for Jake as Alison Valance hastily exits the ring. JC intercepts Terrella in his fit of rage with a right hand, then a spinning uppercut. The King staggers, but keeps his feet. JC takes advantage, shoving Terrella into the ring post with all his might. Terrella bounces off, clutching his face, and JC Keeton rattles off a picture perfect dropkick! The blow knocks Terrella to a knee, but his rage keeps him going. JC fires off a pumpkick, rocking Terrella. JC advances with a jumping knee strike, forcing Terrella back toward the stairs. JC catches The King with a basement dropkick, once more causing Terrella to take a knee. JC rallies the crowd, charges, hits the steps in a Parkour type of movement, and drops Terrella on his head right on the floor with a Tornado DDT! }
Vasco Dias: I got to give it to the kid, he's moving quick, keeping Terrella off balance, and that's exactly what he is going to have to do to win this match.
Terri Morasco: Is that a compliment from you toward JC?
Vasco Dias: No, it was an observation. I can't compliment him because now he's out there like a moron trading high fives with his father and playing to the sheeple in the stands.
Terri Morasco: Portia is over to check on Terrella now... We've yet to have an opening bell in this contest because the competitors haven't started in the ring... JC is moving back on the attack now it looks... but Portia isn't moving! She's standing between JC and Terrella, and neither Keeton is at all pleased, but how can you blame them?
Vasco Dias: So she can't check on her boyfriend!? He just had his head driven into the floor! You're heartless, Morasco. It's no wonder you're still single!
Terri Morasco: Will you stop!
{ Terrella buries a left hand into JC's midsection off of Portia's distraction. The King reaches up, raking Keeton's eyes, and then strikes him above the eye with a viscous headbutt. Terrella drops an overhand left on JC. Terrella moves quickly, snatching the younger Keeton up for a Samoan Drop; but he holds him in position, electing to swing his head into the ringpost before falling back into the barricare with the Samoan Drop. Portia applauds her man as Terrella regains his vertical base. Terrella starts to tear the padding off of the cement floor, to Terri Morasco's outrage. Stephen pulls JC up into a spinebuster position and tries to drive his body through the concrete floor!!! }
Terri Morasco: That's reprehensible! He may have broken JC's back with that, and the worst part is he doesn't care!! He is clearly trying to!
Vasco Dias: This ain't ballet, Morasco! JC knew the risks when he went in here!
Terri Morasco: Jake Keeton is looking on, obviously very concerned for his son!... And Portia is mocking Jake now! Who's heartless, Vasco?! Who in the hell is heartless now?!... Terrella's got the damn television cable now, and he's wrapping it around JC's throat!... He's choking the life out of the man!
Vasco Dias: Terrella is defending Portia's honor! You want me to all of a sudden feel bad for JC Keeton!? I don't.
{ Terrella relinquishes the choke, only so he can storm over and grab a steel chair. He brings the chair down across JC's back, causing Keeton to recoil. Terrella brings the chair down again! The sound of the shot echoes throughout the arena. Terrella draws back and brings the chair down for a third time as Jake Keeton yells at him. Terrella looks at the elder Keeton, telling him: "This is for you, motherfucker." Terrella sets up the chair on the concrete. He aggressively picks up JC and performs a pumphandle slam on the chair! The chair bends under JC's weight, and the Television Champ's body then hits the floor. Terrella stomps down on what's left of the bar of the chair, breaking it off of the wreckage of metal. He jabs the end of the bar into JC's forehead repeatedly as Jake Keeton yells at the official to do something. }
Terri Morasco: Blue Shoes has to gain some control here! Terrella is out here trying to cripple JC!
Vasco Dias: The bell hasn't rung, do you just want him to throw the match out!? This is a fan voted show, and a lot is on the line in this match. Sometimes you just have to let it ride, Morasco.
Terri Morasco: I understand that... but you tell me what Terrella is trying to win here? If he injures JC, who gains from that?
{ Terrella throws what's left of the chair down on top of JC Keeton and then turns to roll in the ring, where Blue Shoes gives him an earful about what he has done. }
Vasco Dias: Every other man in the Heir To The Throne tournament gains, Morasco! That's a stupid question. More importantly, Terrella gains. He will be the man that put JC out.
Terri Morasco: You're wrong. You just are. Blue Shoes and Terrella are having a very animated discussion about it, too, so I'd say clearly Terrella is getting close to the edge with the official... JC is trying to collect himself on the floor... he can't even stand up out there... Portia coming over, I assume to gloat... Oh come on! She just stepped on JC in those heels of hers! And she's proud of herself!
Vasco Dias: Why shouldn't she be!? I don't understand all of your pent up hatred for Portia. Yes, she's smarter than you... hotter than you... more fun than you... better at her career than you... classier than you... but the jealousy is just unbecoming of you, Morasco. It's an ugly, ugly look on you.
Terri Morasco: Shove it, Vasco!
Vasco Dias: Excuse me!?
{ Blue Shoes goes out to check on JC, and JC indicates he wants to wrestle the match! Blue Shoes tells Terrella to back off and let JC in the ring or he'll be disqualified. Terrella flips off Blue Shoes, but takes a few steps back. JC slowly makes his way into the ring. Blue Shoes calls for the bell, and Terrella waists no time crushing JC with a shoulder tackle. Terrella forces JC to the ropes in front of Jake and just starts hammering away on him with a series of brutal crossface style punches, yelling at Jake: "This your boy!?" Jake Keeton takes off his shirt, and challenges Terrella to fight him. Terrella drops down to the floor, and Jake stands ready, clutching his cane like a baseball bat. }
Terri Morasco: No! No! Come on, the man has had two knee replacements!
Vasco Dias: Hopefully they come with warranties! But who started it, Morasco?! Who started it?
Terri Morasco: JC is crawling for the ropes, and he just put a hand on Jake's cane!... Blue Shoes is out on the floor now, again admonishing Terrella... and we've got a few more referees coming out here to hopefully avoid some type of incident... JC is telling Jake to stop...
Vasco Dias: Kid, you should've let your Dad swing! You get disqualified, you keep your belt.
Terri Morasco: JC Keeton doesn't want to win that way, Vasco! This young man is nothing but guts and heart!
{ The camera moves in close on JC, and he can be heard telling his father, Jake, "I got this." Jake points to Terrella and Portia, protesting his son's decision. Jake can be heard trying to tell his son that they're going to try to screw you over, in so many words. JC again asks his Dad to go to the back, and Jake finally relents. Terrella tries to lunge at Jake as he walks past, but a slew of officials keep the men separated as Jake returns backstage. }
{ Terrella goes to climb back in the ring, and JC surprises him with a dropkick! JC rains down some right hands on Terrella, and the crowd roars, chanting "J-C! J-C! J-C!" Terrella shoves JC off, and Keeton grabs at his lower back from the pain of the earlier assault. JC fights through, attempting a crossbody block; but Terrella catches him mid-air. }
{ Terrella rams JC into the turnbuckles with authority, then drives him into the canvas with a powerslam. Terrella starts plastering JC with some hard left hands to the face, then palms his face like a basketball and starts dribbling the back of his head against the mat. The King aggressively rips JC up off the mat in a frightening display of power, and tosses him into the corner by his throat. Terrella charges in and smothers Keeton in the corner with the Silver Crush. Before JC can even slump, Terrella is on him like glue, lifting him and punishing him with an Oklahoma Stampede. }
{ Portia hops on the apron, drawing Blue Shoes attention. Terrella removes his belt and begins whipping JC across the back with it repeatedly. A series of red marks start to form on the young Keeton's back, and Terrella caps the sequence with a hard kick to the ribs. Terrella stands in the center of the ring, pointing to JC on the canvas, and asking the crowd: "Is this your champ!?" as Portia watches in delight, having returned to the floor. }
Terri Morasco: JC Keeton has taken a beating, but he he won't quit... He's pounding the mat, and this crowd is rallying behind him in support! I think those belt shots may have lit a fire in JC! Terrella moving in for the attack again... but it's JC with a hard right hand to Terrella's gut!
Vasco Dias: And just like that, Terrella stops him with a knee to the head! I won't deny the kid has moxie, Morasco... but at some point you have to start considering self preservation. Keeton could have a back injury, or some type of internal injuries... we don't know, and he may not either.
Terri Morasco: Well maybe if Terrella hadn't turned the match into some type of unsanctioned street fight before it began we wouldn't have to be asking those questions. JC Keeton isn't going to hand Terrella anything, though. He may be the most promising young star we have. If Terrella wants that belt, he's going to have to tear it away from JC.
Vasco Dias: You don't think he won't!? Do you think Stephen Terrella gives a damn about JC Keeton?
{ Terrella removes the padding from the top turnbuckle, and yet again Blue Shoes is in his face warning him against using the exposed steel. Terrella drops a left hand on JC, then hoists him up for what looks to be a Snake Eyes attempt on the exposed buckle. Keeton manages to slide out of his grip, however, and shove Terrella chest first into the buckle! Terrella bounces off, holding his chest. JC Keeton digs down and hits Terrella with a European Uppercut. Terrella staggers, and JC capitalizes with a double leg takedown that also bounces the back of Terrella's head off the steel on the way down! }
Terri Morasco: JC Keeton has found a second wind! He's on top of Terrella just peppering with right hands! You can feel the aggression and energy in JC right now! This building has come unglued!
Vasco Dias: That idiot, Blue Shoes, has let JC Keeton cheat! Terrella may have a concussion!
Terri Morasco: What was it you said earlier, this isn't ballet? Terrella exposed the steel, and everything JC kid was coincidental... he's running on guts and instinct right now!
Vasco Dias: He's still heavily favoring that back though, Morasco. He's grabbing at it in plain sight!
Terri Morasco: JC with a small bit of steam... off the ropes... Springboard Cutter!! Both men are down!
Vasco Dias: But JC is too spent to cover!
{ The camera cuts to the back where Jake Keeton can be seen watching the match on a backstage monitor. The camera cuts back to the ring where both men are slow to get up. Terrella is bleeding from the back of his head, and Keeton is in great pain in his back. }
{ Terrella takes a deep breath of air has the match passes the twenty minute mark. He walks over to Portia, who takes him by the hand. The exchange is quick, but Terri Morasco remarks that Portia may have slipped Terrella something. Terrella keeps his fist balled tight, hiding the left hand of his behind his back. He closes in on JC, almost stalking him. Terrella fires off a mighty lefthand, but JC throws up a hand to block it. Quarters fly everywhere in the ring on the impact of the block. Terrella appears almost stunned, and JC takes advantage of the moment by kicking Terrella in the stomach, then performing a tornado kick! }
Terri Morasco: Terrella just crashed backwards like a ton of bricks!
Vasco Dias: I don't know what's going on, but I don't like it! The kid should be on his way to a local medical facility somewhere... he shouldn't have the ability or the will to be kicking people in the face! Is he some type of cyborg!?
Terri Morasco: JC is gutting it out... motioning for Terrella to get up as he tries to stand... and there's a Jumping Double Footstomp straight into Terrella's black heart!!
Vasco Dias: Portia is distraught on the outside! We've got a building full of idiots cheering Keeton on, and it's almost like it's feeding him!
Terri Morasco: JC Keeton isn't done!... he's making his way to the apron!... He's been beaten, he's been battered... but I think he's mustering up just enough for one more final blow!
Vasco Dias: Terrella, get up!... Or don't... I don't know what he should do here....
Terri Morasco: Terrella rolling over to his knees... he just gave JC Keeton two middle fingers... and here comes JC Keeton with Youth in Motion!!! Terrella got caught square! JC into a cover... One!... Two!!... Three!!! JC Keeton has done it!
Vasco Dias: Somehow, someway, he has... and I hate it.
Terri Morasco: JC Keeton suffered, but he persevered in one of his guttiest performances to date... and he's walking out still the Television Champion!!!
Alison Valance: Your winner and still Television Champion... JC Keeton!
{ JC celebrates his win in the ring as his music plays. }
Terri Morasco: What an incredible match!
Vasco Dias: Terrella nearly had him several times!
Terri Morasco: It was very close. Very close! Don't forget to tune in next week when the Men's World Title is defended live on Sacrifice for the first time in a very long time! Dean Haper. Ulf Hednir. Warren Kane. There can only be one winner.!
Vasco Dias: It's going to be huge!
Terri Morasco: We will see you next week!
{ We close on JC Keeton stepping out of the ring to go hug his father, Jake Keeton, multi time world champion the world over. } |
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