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HOUR ONE
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Summer Thompson: Hi Guys, Gals and Non-binary pals! It's me! Summer and Ella from usually the second half of the show! Today we are taking over the whole show! Isn't that fun?!
Ella Kelley: I'm sure someone will complain.
Summer Thompson: They usually do but no sweat, we are going to have a ton of fun here tonight.
Ella Kelley: I feel pretty good about the show we have going tonight.
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OLYMPIANS MIXED TAG TEAM MATCH GROUP A
Stephen Terrella and Brooklyn Maddrox vs Mariah Cutler and Jason Williams
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Terri Morasco: Hello, everyone, and welcome to Friday Night Sacrifice! I'm Terri Morasco, sitting alongside my broadcast colleague, Vasco Dias, and we are coming to you live from the James L Knight Center in beautiful Miami, Florida!
Vasco Dias: Beautiful feels like a bit of a reach, Morasco. Do you know how many times I've been bitten by mosquitoes since we've landed? Whatever you're thinking, take the over. When this place sinks into the ocean I, for one, won't miss it.
Terri Morasco: That's going to do wonders for our community relations, Vasco, but you can discuss that with Mr. Verona later. We've got a great night of action ahead though as the Olympians Tournament marches on! We're going to kick things off with Mariah Cutler and Jason Williams teaming up once again to take on the duo of Brooklyn Madrox and Stephen Terrella! Let's go down to Alison for the introductions!
{ "In your town to...in your town to...in your town to...NIIIIGHT!"... As the thudding grime beat and synth chorus of "Big for Your Boots" pump through the PA, Mariah Cutler struts out of the back, checking her wrist tape with an expression of disdain on her face. }
Allison Valance: Introducing first, making her way to the ring, hailing from Norwich, England... Mariah Cutler!!!
{ She sighs, nodding, and walks down to the ring, eyes slightly unfocused as if thinking past the moment. Hopping onto the apron, she pulls herself up to a standing position, wipes her shoes on the ring apron, and steps between the ropes, walking to the far set and looping her arms over the top rope. Mariah bounces back once, twice, three times, not letting go to check the tension, and nods, straightening up before walking to her corner and waiting there. }
Allison Valance: And her tag team partner...
{ After allowing the guitar instrumental to play out for a short while Jason takes to the stage, soaking all of the atmosphere in; the lights, the fans, the noise. }
Allison Valance: Making his way to the ring, from Peterborough, England... Jason Williamsss!!!
{ He slaps a few hands as he makes his way to the ring, not so much that he goes out of his way to do so but he's not going to actively ignore people. He climbs the steel steps and walks the apron for a moment, glancing once more at the fans before entering the ring through the middle rope. He'll take position in the centre and stare at the hard-cam, hands clasped behind his back, as he prepares for battle. }
Terri Morasco: This team of Cutler and Williams has had some hard luck in this tournament so far as they search for their first win here tonight versus Madrox and Terrella, but Cutler and Williams have shown well in their outings. It's got to be incredibly difficult being not only new to our company, but new to each other as well; so I think those positive showings are a testament to the competitors they are. I personally see a bright future for both these stars here, though!
Vasco Dias: I'd check your crystal ball again, Morasco. After tonight they may have no future. Terrella and Madrox aren't going to welcome them with hugs and fruit baskets. Williams has been around awhile, so I'm sure he knows what he's walking into... but do you think Cutler does? She's young and this is a big stage...
Terri Morasco: That doesn't make her naive. Let's also not forget she has a very accomplished Judo background, and with a veteran like Jason Williams in her corner to offer advice, I think she'll be prepared.
Allison Valance: And their opponents...
{ The lights in the arena fade to black as purple and white strobe lights begin to flitter about the crowd. The frantic strobe effect over the top of a drum beat stop as suddenly stops as they began. "DISRESPECT YOUR SURROUNDINGSā blasts forth from the speakers of the arena and all spotlights turn to the top of the ramp to illuminate the figure standing there, eyes closed and head lowered. }
Allison Valance: First, making her way to the ring, weighing in at 112 pounds the Queen of Diamonds, BROOKLYYYYYYYN MAAAAAAADROOOOOOX!
{ Brooklyn looks up, a smile on her lips as she begins her walk to the ring. She seems to glide up the ring steps before wiping her boots on the apron and stepping into the ring. She makes her way to the center of the ring, raising an arm high into the air before lowering it, finger pointed at her opponent as she refuses to break eye contact. }
Allison Valance: And her tag team partner...
{ The camera takes a long shot of the entryway as and the arena darkens and purple laser lights are cast upon the entry way. "Forfeit" begins to blare before Terrella makes his entrance alongside Portia thirteen seconds into the song. They take a few steps before stopping to stand side-by-side on the stage, Terrella on the left and Portia on the right. She places her left hand on his right shoulder and runs her right hand down his chest and abdomen as he lowers his glasses down the bridge of his nose before turning for a kiss. }
Allison Valance: Making his way to the ring, being accompanied by Portia, weighing in at 309 pounds... the King of Clubs... Stephen Terrellaaaa!!
{ 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 and vest as the song picks up in intensity, surveying the arena for a few seconds with a menacing scowl before handing his gear to Portia and charging up the stairs and into the ring. }
Vasco Dias: I've got a good feeling about Terrella and Madrox tonight, Morasco. I know they're behind the eight ball, so to speak. McFly and Rob Diamond need to lose later. This team had a plan though and it's mostly came together so far. Terrella and Madrox won last week just as they needed, and they're going to take care of business here tonight. You can bet on it.
Terri Morasco: I wouldn't call trying to intentionally injure a competitor and depriving our fans of some tremendous matches a plan, I'd call it a disgusting display of desperation. I'd argue they're going to have their hands full tonight, too. Williams and Cutler could well dash their dreams and schemes right here, and in my mind it wouldn't be a huge upset.
Vasco Dias: Only if Brooklyn or Terrella slip and fall on a banana peel, Morasco. You want to back a losing horse though, you go right ahead. It just helps my genius shine through even brighter.
{ The women take the ring for their respective teams. They circle each other, going through the feeling out process. Brooklyn snaps off a jab that stings Mariah in the jaw. Mariah puts her hands up to try to better block, but Madrox crosses Mariah up with her unorthodox footwork,and stings her with another quick shot. Madrox lands a body blow with her dominant hand, then leans in to bury a shot from the other side as Cutler struggles to defend the punches. Brooklyn ducks her head, faking on Mariah, causing Cutler to awkwardly flinch in defense. }
{ Cutler shifts gears, going on offense with a clinch. Cutler reaches into her Judo background and flips Madrox with a Judo style throw. Madrox lands on her back, and when she tries to sit up Cutler is quick to light her up with a football style kick to her shoulder. Madrox winces, barely having the time to open her eyes before Cutler is on her, landing repeated elbows to Madrox's shoulder as Brooklyn sits on the canvas. Cutler takes Brooklyn's arm, twisting it into an arm wringer, which sets up a beautiful transition into a shoulder armbreaker. }
{ Brooklyn yells out in pain, trying to create some distance while also attempting to shield her arm from taking more damage. Mariah attempts to press her advantage and stay zeroed in on Madrox's arm; but possibly showing some inexperience, Cutler moves in a bit careless and gets caught with a blistering kick to the hamstring. Madrox moves in tighter versus opting to back away, setting her up to land a back elbow that the Queen of Diamonds really rolls into, smashing Cutler square in the jaw. Brooklyn backs out, shaking out her arm and stares down Cutler. Madrox steps back into her corner, still flexing that arm before tagging out to Terrella. }
Vasco Dias: That's the experience of Brooklyn Madrox, and that's why she was the longest reigning Women's World Champion we've ever had! Now Jason Williams has to deal with a man almost a hundred pounds heavier than he is, and that's not a great match up for Williams.
Terri Morasco: I want to go back for a second though as Terrella lumbers into the ring... because Mariah really held her own in that exchange. She was getting caught with some punches, so she worked over Madrox's arm to take Brooklyn's advantage away. That's incredibly smart, and I think she surprised the self-professed Queen of Diamonds a bit.
Vasco Dias: First off, no. Also, you can't call someone self-professed when I call her that now... and Terrella does... and Portia does...
Terri Morasco: Riiiiight... because those are clearly some unbiased opinions. This is a different division now, and a lot's changed.
{ Terrella stands nose-to-nose with Williams, talking trash to the veteran. Mr. Big pounds the mat, encouraging Jason to be aggressive, which seems a bit of an annoyance to Williams. The King of Clubs pie-faces Williams, drawing Jason's ire. Jason doesn't take the insult laying down, however, as he quickly fires back with a kick to Terrella's gut. Jason comes in snug with a European Style Uppercut, followed quickly by another of the kicks to the mid-section of Stephen. Jason brings his hand across Terrella's chest with a knife-edge chop, producing a "Woooo!" from the crowd in Miami. Terrella is able to absorb the chop though with little effect. Terrella comes back with a crushing headbutt that rocks Williams. }
Terri Morasco: I think Jason wanted to work the bigger man's midsection there, but was also trying to sprinkle in some other moves to avoid becoming too predictable in his offense. Unfortunately for Jason, that backfired badly on him.
Vasco Dias: You can't hit a guy like Terrella in the chest like that. He's too big and muscular in his upper-body. Williams got skull-cracked for his trouble, and Portia loves it! And when Portia smiles, I smile. She's such a ray of sunshine.
Terri Morasco: She's... something
{ Terrella buries a knee deep into Jason's abdomen, bringing Jason's boots up off the canvas. Jason stumbles back, allowing Terrella to tattoo him under the jaw with a left-hand that echoes through the arena. Terrella takes Williams by the wrist and whips him into the Nevadans' corner. Terrella insultingly pats Cutler on the head, getting enough of a rise out of her to achieve the desired reaction and bring her into the ring. The official prevents Mariah from advancing any further though, enabling Madrox to choke Williams with the tag rope. }
{ As Mariah and Mr. Big plead their case to the official, Terrella slides out and grabs Williams by the ankles, pulling him crotch first into the steel post. Cutler empathically points, protesting... which continues to give Terrella time to bend some rules. Terrella drags Williams onto the apron under the bottom rope, and places Jason's head on the apron. Terrella drops a series of hard elbows down on William's skull, pinching it against the hard apron. }
Terri Morasco: Terrella is mugging Jason Williams here! There's no count from the official because Tommy is preoccupied with Mariah...
Vasco Dias: That's called taking advantage of youth, Morasco. Williams probably feels like Tony Kenning is playing a drum solo from 'Hysteria' on his head the way those elbows from Terrella are coming down! Do you see what I did there? Williams is English, like Def Leopard...
Terri Morasco: I get the joke. If you have to explain it, it's just not funny. Mariah finally steps out, obviously frustrated... and Terrella throws Jason Williams on his shoulders like a small child... and he just dropped him back first over that barricade! Jason got bent in half on that steel!
Vasco Dias: Terrella rolling back inside now... I think they might have a count out victory in hand! Mr. Big may need a new meal ticket.
Terri Morasco: Tommy Knocker is backing Terrella up now... who just shot Mariah a little smirk. Terrella is nothing but a bully! And now Portia gets involved by stepping directly on Jason Williams back in those heels while the official's back was turned! Anything she can do to get under someone's skin, she will.
Vasco Dias: I didn't see that... there was something wrong with my monitor, but I just can't imagine her doing something like that. You're just making things up because you're jealous that she's prettier than you, Morasco, and it's a very unattractive quality in you.
Terri Morasco: I'm going to yeet you from this broadcast booth.
Vasco Dias: What does that even mean, Morasco?
{ Jason Williams has slowly regained his footing as the official is up to six in his count. Williams clutches at his back as Big implores the 'kid' to get back in the ring. The official shouts, "Seven!" as William staggers back against the rail. As eight fingers go up on Tommy's hands, Jason rolls in under the bottom rope with some momentum. Terrella adjusts his elbow pad, lining up Jason for a clothesline. Jason rises up on a knee as Terrella hits the ropes, but Mr. Big trips Terrella up by his ankles, dropping him flat on his face! }
Vasco Dias: I saw that! What a dirty, rotten cheater this Mr. Big is! I'd almost admire it but he's playing for the enemy! Are you going to get all mad about that now though, Morasco?!
Terri Morasco: I'm not, no. Turnabout is fair play. Jason doesn't look particularly happy with his manager, however. Tommy is warning Mr. Big, but we all know Tommy is one of our more... lenient officials, I guess you could say. Williams clearly doesn't want to win that way though, and I can respect that.
Vasco Dias: I'll tell you who isn't happy, and that's Portia! She's storming over, and if I were Mr. Big I would run!
Terri Morasco: Portia and Mr. Big are shouting at each other on the outside! Jason hits Terrella with a European Uppercut... and now Williams is trying to tell Mr. Big to walk away from her. I get the sense he isn't fond of the chaos.
{ Jason shakes his head in frustration before taking Terrella down with a side Russian Leg Sweep. The two managers retreat from each other, firing insults as they withdraw. Jason is able to refocus as he climbs the middle turnbuckle and leaps off with a diving elbow drop on Terrella. Williams takes the big man's legs in hand and shouts into the crowd, drawing some support from the Miami faithful. The two men struggle against each other, but eventually Jason is able to turn Terrella over in a Boston Crab.The pain is etched across Terrella's face as Jason leans back on the hold. }
{ Stephen starts to scoot toward the ropes for safety. Terrella uses his upper body strength to push himself off the canvas, helping him to make more progress. Portia places two hands on the bottom rope and leans in with every ounce of weight she has, moving the rope inward and shortening Terrella's path to where he's able to grab it. Tommy makes a rather quick count on Jason for the break, and Williams complies without much protest. Big throws his arms up in frustration, however, and again begins barking at Portia and the official. Portia verbally returns fire, and Williams once again is left to try to put a clamp on Mr. Big at ringside. }
Terri Morasco: You have to feel for Jason Williams in this match up because his own manager seems to unintentionally be a hindrance to him. Jason wants to focus on the match, but Mr. Big has allowed himself to get caught up in the other side's antics- and that's what Terrella and Portia want. There's no way Terrella can outmaneuver a wrestler like Jason, but Terrella thrives in chaos where he can land that one huge punch or power move, or do something underhanded; and Jason is doing his best to keep Mr. Big from inadvertently feeding into providing that opportunity.
Vasco Dias: Why do I have to feel for Williams?! If he's soooo honorable, and such a great guy, just fire Mr. Big. I don't buy it. Jason Williams is a charlatan! He might have you and these people fooled, Morasco- but you've got to wake up pret-ty early to fool Vasco Dias.
Terri Morasco: Jason moving in on Terrella... but Terrella with a boot! I think that blow caught Jason below the belt! Williams dropped like a stone, and of course Tommy didn't see it- or elected to ignore it.
{ Terrella crawls over and tags in Brooklyn. The women reenter the fray, and Brooklyn charges Mariah. Cutler is ready with a quick armdrag, planting Madrox on her hip. Cutler goes for a follow-up, however Madrox counters with a knee to Cutler's stomach. The Queen of Diamonds goes back to the boxing, throwing a jab and then a stiff uppercut that exposes Cutler's weakness in that area. Brooklyn sticks a thumb in Cutler's eye, then gives her a shove into the corner. Brooklyn backs off, turning and twisting before coming crashing in with a handspring back elbow that sandwiches Cutler in the corner! }
{ Cutler is a little spaghetti legged as Brooklyn brings her out of the corner. Madrox goes for a suplex, but the larger Cutler is able to block it. Brooklyn tries again, but Cutler throws another block. Cutler turns them and reverses the suplex, leaving Madrox flat on her back. Cutler goes into a cover, but she's only able to pin Madrox down for a near two! Cutler wastes no time and stays ready on the offense, connecting with a sweep kick! Madrox goes down and Mariah scores with a knee strike to the head! Dazed, Brooklyn is easy prey as Cutler locks in the Kesa-Gatame! }
{ Williams cheers his partner on as Cutler wrenches on the hold. Portia lurks about on the outside, looking for a way to help Madrox. Cutler made a youthful mistake by not pulling Brooklyn to the center of the ring, however, when applying the hold. Madrox starts to slither backward, only a short distance from the ropes. Portia once more leans on the ropes and Madrox is able to hook her toes over the bottom rope, forcing a break of the hold from Cutler. Mariah shows some frustration as Madrox quickly slips to the outside to break Cutler's momentum. }
Vasco Dias: Madrox once again showing why she is the best at this, Morasco! Step outside, slow the match down and make your opponent wait until you're good and ready to wrestle. These people may be booing but they're morons! Who cares what those marks think!
Terri Morasco: Mariah isn't going to have it, I think!... She's reaching through the ropes, going after Madrox!... She has her by the hair, trying to pull her up... but Madrox snaps Mariah's throat across the middle rope!
Vasco Dias: There's a wrestling lesson for you, Mariah- only fools rush in! Brooklyn ready to go to work now, sliding in and quickly dropping an elbow on the back of Mariah's neck! And there's a second!... And a kneelift to the face!! Brooklyn is zeroing in!
Terri Morasco: Brooklyn shoots into the go-behind... maybe trying for a German Suplex... but Mariah stomps down on the top of Madrox's foot hard! Brooklyn might've been feeling herself a bit too much right there, and she got a little impulsive!
Vasco Dias: I hope Brooklyn's okay! That could break some of those tiny bones in there.
Terri Morasco: Why don't you go check on her, Vasco. Madrox limping off, though... and Cutler catches her with an Ipponseoi! Mariah is still nursing that neck a bit, however.
{ Brooklyn springs up and charges- albeit with a limp- Mariah, upset at being shown up a bit. Mariah is ready but the two women have the same idea, and at the same time; both connecting with clotheslines on each other that wipe the other out! Tommy Knocker starts a ten count as both women lay prone on the canvas with their male partners stretching for tags. The crowd chants, "Ma-ri-ah!" over and over as Tommy shouts out his count. By the time he reaches four, Cutler has started to stir. Mariah looks to Jason in her corner, and by five Madrox has started to roll for Terrella. Jason and Stephen lock eyes, and the two managers are shouting encouragement to the woman on their side from the floor. At eight the women reach for tags almost in unison and the men come in! }
{ Jason ducks a clothesline attempt from Terrella meant to take his head off, spins on a dime, and counters with a dropkick! The force of the blow knocks Terrella back, but doesn't topple him. Jason comes in with two hard kicks to the inside of Terrella's right knee, knowing it's a weak spot. Terrella hobbles off and Jason comes in from behind with a chopblock that cuts Terrella down. Williams goes for a DDT but Terrella reaches up and rakes his eyes to counter it. The King stings Jason with a hard left hand, giving Terrella an opening to perform a Samoan drop on Williams. }
{ Terrella inflicts more punishment on Williams back by scooping him up and body slamming him hard on the canvas. Stephen shakes out his leg, then he hoists Jason up and body slams him again with even more authority. The King of Clubs kicks at Williams to turn him over and expose his back, allowing Terrella to drop a thunderous double sledge down into the center of Jason's spine. Jason grimaces as Mr. Big tries to rally his fighter. Terrella hooks a hand in Jason's tights and pulls him up by the waistline. He tries for a powerslam, but he flings Jason up with so much force that Williams is able to use the momentum to slide down Terrella's back and out of the hold. }
Vasco Dias: Oh no, Terrella tried to put a little too much oomph on that one!
Terri Morasco: Jason with a really heads up move there to slip out of that! And now Williams connects with an Enzuiguri that rocks Terrella!
Vasco Dias: Williams connects with that Flying Knee to the Gut! This isn't good at all.
{ Terrella gasps for air as Jason also takes a moment to catch his breath and collect himself. Stephen straightens himself up vertically, desperately trying to take in some much needed air; and that opening gives Williams just enough of an opportunity to strike with his version of a spinning heel kick that he calls 'Seeing Stars'. Terrella staggers about a moment, taking a wild swing that Jason dodges, and then drops to a knee on the canvas! Jason lifts Terrella's right arm and starts to furiously kick away at him in his ribs and side abdominal area! }
Vasco Dias: Jason Williams may smell blood in the water, Morasco. I don't like this at all!
Terri Morasco: We are nearing the twenty minute mark in this match, and I think this is starting to play into Jason's gameplan of weathering the storm and wearing Terrella down!
Vasco Dias: A guy Terrella's size needs a lot of air, and those kicks are going to make it harder and harder for him to breathe.
{ Brooklyn illegally comes in with the intention of helping Terrella, but Mariah intercepts her with a tackle that takes her to the canvas. The two women tussle, eventually rolling to the floor. Terrella is gasping as Jason starts to wear down himself from the flurry of kicks he dished out. Unable to stand and unable to breathe, Terrella falls to all fours. Mr. Big gets caught up in the moment pulling for Jason and shouting for the "Last Call!"; and in that moment he fails to see Portia come up behind him and kick Mr. Big square in the jewels! }
Terri Morasco: What in the hell!? What is she doing!?
Vasco Dias: She didn't want the bar to close, I guess, Morasco. She can do whatever she wants, though... it's not like Big was probably going to use those anyway.
Terri Morasco: Jason Williams saw the whole thing, and you can see the want in him to check on Big. There was absolutely no call for that whatsoever! But not here comes Mariah Cutler after Portia! Portia is trying to run, however Mariah has caught her with relative ease!..
Vasco Dias: Don't you do it, Cutler! Don't you do it!
{ Just as Mariah goes for the 'Fear the Reaper' on Portia, Brooklyn blindsides her from behind with a right hand to the back of the neck! Brooklyn aggressively hits Cutler with the 'Big Bad Wolf' on the floor as the crowd boos. Jason is in the corner upset with what's transpiring when Terrella smashes him from behind with the 'Silver Crush', sandwiching him in the corner. The King brings Jason out, hooking Jason's arm up behind his head, and then drills him in the chest with a Heart Punch! }
Terri Morasco: This isn't right! This soooo isn't right!
Vasco Dias: William's chest just got caved in, Morasco, and I love it!
{ Terrella covers Williams, and Tommy slides into position for the count! The official's hand goes down for... One!... Two!!... Three!!! Terrella's music hits as Portia and Brooklyn have already made their way into the ring. Portia leaps into Terrella's arms, wrapping her legs around his waist to help support herself as Terrella holds her with an arm. Terrella gives Madrox a fist bump and a nod with his free hand for saving Portia as the crowd boos heavily. }
Terri Morasco: They said at any cost, and apparently they had no qualms throwing their integrity away like pennies into a wishing well. It's nothing new for these three, though. I just hope one day soon they all get exactly what it is they deserve!
Vasco Dias: They will, Morasco- a tournament victory! I'm so happy! I'd go down and celebrate with them if I didn't think you'd run this show into the ground while I was gone.
Allison Valance: Your winners of the match by pinfall... Brooklyn Madrox and Stephen Terrrrrrella!
{ They soak up the boos from the crowd without remorse as the show goes to break. }
Winners by pinfall: Brooklyn Madrox and Stephen Terrella
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SEGMENT 1
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{ The camera shifts to a shot of Travis Reinhart sitting on one of the backstage crates used to hold supplies for the show, scrolling through something on his phone; and his partner, JessƩ Marchand, standing beside him as they chat with Tara Fenix. Where they're stationed in the James L Knight Center there aren't any passerbys, giving the trio some privacy from prying eyes and ears. Travis looks up from his phone for a moment.}
Travis: I'd say I'm shocked, but look at that whole fucked up family she's got. Chris might be the closest one to normal, and the guy used to wear a skin mask; which almost passes for normal when you look over at Rob. If Shelly is rocking those genes, they dipped into a stagnant green pool.
{ Marchand shakes his head. He then looks over at Tara.}
JessƩ: Whatever went through her head, she's going to learn as good as she may be, it won't be good enough to keep you from taking that title off of her. You're better than her and she knows it, and that's why she did what she did. I know you'll have it handled, but do you think the company will give you the opportunity to do it?
{ Tara couldn't help but let out a snicker at the question. She nodded her head; whether that was because the company would see fit to give her what she wanted, or whether she would take it, has yet to be answered. }
Tara: This fight with Shelly isn't done... I give her props, nothing but props for having it in her to bring the fight with her. But I just-- I don't get it. She insists that all she is wanting to do is prove herself. Prove that she belongs. Why is she trying to fight me outside of the ring to prove that? I'm going to take care of her. I'm going to take my belt back.
{ Marchand nods. }
JessƩ: Are we still on for Hartford? I really want Travis to be able to see it, and we can get some work in there with some of your students currently training.
{ Tara nods. }
Tara: Yeah. I think some of them need to see how far along my students have been able to go, and know that I'm only going to create the best for the generations to come. I do have Edward this week, so I'll show him the family business.
{ Tara snickered. }
Tara: I don't see why Roberto hasn't given you two a shot at the belts. It seems like he's purposely keeping you away from it. But just like my belt, I'll take it if I must, and we're going to get the two of you a shot at those belts even if we have to take it.
{ Travis raises an eyebrow enthusiastically. }
Travis: That's what I'm saying, let's just take some shit. We've more than earned it. Screw waiting around for them to notice when it's clear they're purposely looking the other way.
{ Marchand looks at Tara. }
JessƩ: We trust you, and we trust your judgment. Whatever you feel is best, we're onboard. I'll call you this week and we'll set up the specifics for that training trip. It'll be good to see you with Edward, too.
{ Tara pats JessƩ on the shoulder and nods, and with that she takes her leave of the two men in a direction without much traffic to see her departing. JessƩ and Travis continue on a conversation with each other, hanging back awhile so as not to draw attention. }
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SINGLES MATCH
Leo Hemmingway vs Alex Blade
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Summer Thompson: Next up we have the debut of some new talent!
Ella Kelley: Interesting to see how it goes.
{The Drums of "Maybe I'm a Lion" hit the area as the lights glow a soft orange and Outsteps Leo wearing a high collaored rob wlaking towards the Ring wrist rolling as he walks sizing up the ring before he climb in and steps between the ropes to look around at teh crowd nd find a corner after taking off the robe to size up his opponent.}
Summer Thompson: Leo seems to be some pretty good talent here.
Ella Kelley: Iām excited to see what he can do
{Cut The Cord by Shinedown comes on and Alex Blade comes out at the crowd entrance wearing grey and red tights and black kick pads boots and wearing a muscle shirt he looks at all the fans. He makes his way down the crowd entrance with a focus look on his face and lets the fans touch him. He climbs over the barricade. He climbs the steel steps and stops for a moment. Then jumps inside the ring he takes off his muscle shirt and throws it to a fan. And get ready for his opponent to enter the ring.}
Summer Thompson: AlexāThe Superior Dragonā Blade seems to feel pretty good about his chances.
Ella Kelley: He does. But will it be enough.
{ Alex and Leo go head to head for a long time. Really showing what they can do. Leo hits Alex with the OVERLOOK pinning him for the one two three!}
Summer Thompson: Incredible match!
Ella Kelley: Both of these men should feel good about what they put out here tonight.
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SEGMENT 2
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OLYMPIANS MIXED TAG TEAM MATCH GROUP B
Caroline Machado and Nick Knight vs Nick Danger and Ciara O'Connor
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Summer Thompson: So here we go. We have two teams that have a lot of chances to get some points here.
Ella Kelley: A lot to prove and even more to lose.
{ This Means War by Five Finger Death Punch hits the PA to a mixed reaction from the crowd. Nick Knight steps out onto the ramp and there is a very audible āKnight! Knight! Knight!ā chant among the crowd. Nick makes his way toward the ring, runs up the steps and climbs ready in ready for a fight. }
"Her ongoing mission...to boldly go where no one has gone before..."
{ The voice of Sir Patrick Stewart echoes throughout the arena before Dua Lipa's "Levitating" begins to blare. A blast a pyro goes off as Caroline Machado heads out to the stage, dancing to the beat of the tune while sporting a brief, but warmhearted grin on her face. }
"(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got you, moonlight, you're my starlight
I need you, all night
Come on, dance with me
(I'm levitating)
You, moonlight, you're my starlight
I need you, all night
Come on, dance with me
(I'm levitating)"
{ The Brazilian shimmies and twirls down the ramp, often stopping to give some lucky fans a hug or two. Her motion is fluid as she makes her way down to the ring, again dancing to the beats. }
"You can fly away with me tonight
You can fly away with me tonight
Baby, let me take you for a ride
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(I'm levitating)
You can fly away with me tonight
You can fly away with me tonight
Baby, let me take you for a ride
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)..."
{ The lights fade out to a rotating green and yellow hue, with Caroline continuing to dance and pose for the cheering crowd. Eventually, the lights come back on as she gets into her MMA fighting position and waits for the match to start. }
Summer Thompson: Well, there is Caroline and Nick Knight.
Ella Kelley: Nick Knight looks good tonight or what?
{I Hate U by Boston Manor 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. }
{As the opening notes of āRun for your Lifeā by K. Flay begins to play the lights dull around only showing the entrance ramp.}
āDon't count me out
Just 'cause I'm down
Boy, I've been down before
Fate has a way of playing games
And I've been keeping score
They tried to tell me I was lost in the forest
Like a cub with no mother when I actually was where I wanted
ā
{Ciara OāConnor steps out onto the ramp with a self-satisfied smirk as she walks down to the ring, spinning once. She climbs onto the apron, sitting sideways with one leg behind her and one in front of her. She smiles at the crowd before leaning forward and grabbing her leg before rolling under the rope into the ring. She rolls to her knees with her arms spread as the lights go up in the arena.}
Summer Thompson: Nick and Ciara donāt seem to be on the same page.
Ella Kelley: Ciara is a lone wolf type likeā¦ Is she really on anyoneās team?
{Before the bell even rings Ciara and Nick are arguing. Caroline and NIck Knight watch before shrugging and the bell rings. Caroline sucker punches Ciara in the back of the head and pins her for the
1
2
3!!}
Summer Thompson: Whelp...
Ella Kelley: So that happened.
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HOUR TWO
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Summer Thompson: Well, we are still here.
Ella Kelley: I thought Laura would have figured out how to lock pick that door by now.
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SEGMENT
The Tag Team Champions respond to TDH
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Terri Morasco: Vasco we're about to hear from our new tag team champions for the first time since they won the titles a few weeks back.
Vasco Dias: I'm looking forward to this. How could anyone not be, it's the Boss and one of the fastest rising stars in the business.
{The beat to "Born Legendary" by Emanuel Vo Williams hits.}
I crawled out the gutter
I rose to the top
My reign everlasting
I canāt be stopped
I was made for the throne
Rise up til I moan
You been waiting on a ruler
Well Iām home
{As soon as he says the word "Home" pyro explodes from the rampway as JC Keeton steps through the curtain dressed to compete with his half of the IWF Tag Team Championship over his shoulder and another unknown title around his waist. He makes his way to the ring bouncing in rhythm to the music. When he reaches the ring he leaps up onto the apron and steps through the ropes. He raises the tag championship in the air to a massive pop before asking for a mic.}
Terri Morasco: Listen to the crowd, they really love JC Keeton. I mean he's always got a positive reaction but as of late that's really increased.
Vasco Dias: I'm not surprised.
JC Keeton: Y'all I know it ain't why I'm out here butā¦ I'M A DADDY!
Terri Morasco: Awwww!
{As if the ovation could get any louder the entire sold out crowd all chant "CONGRATULATIONS" collectively. JC just grins and mouths "Thank you."}
JC Keeton: To say I'm riding a high like I've never felt would be the understatement of the century. Now let's get down to business and talk tag team wrestling. From the Olympians tournament where Dizzie and I are mowing down teams left and right and that'll continue tonight, to teaming with Jennie Fenix outside IWF this weekend it's kinda been my thing lately. But thisā¦
{He pats the tag title on his shoulder.}
JC Keeton: This is what I'm here to talk about. As recently as a month ago no one would have believed I'd be standing here half of the IWF Tag Team Champions, and even if they did they'd assume because he's my best friend that the man holding the other half would be Ulf Hednir but that's not the case. Open Fight night has lead to some unusual match ups and unexpected title changes over the years but when Stephen Terrella challenged me to his Barbed Wire Massacre and I flipped it on him and got him to put up the tag titles I don't think he thought for one second that him and Chris Diamond had any chance of leaving without their belts. Hell if I'm being honest I didn't either, even after Roberto Verona volunteered himself to be my partner I felt a little better about our chances but I still didn't think we had much chance against the most dominant tag team in the business. But we did it, and it required me digging down and going to a place I didn't know I was capable of going and I damn near cut a man's head off.
{The fans start chanting "He deserved it!" and JC just shrugs.}
JC Keeton: Maybe, and I can't say how far I would have gone if Portia hadn't saved him cause I was blinded by rage and don't really remember much til they were handing me and the Bossman the belts. Now it seems like we've got a team that if you do I will quick search of the IWF title history you'll see multiple times the words "Defeated Team Diversity Hire to retain the Tag Team Titles." and if Roberto and I step into the ring with them it'll say that same thing again. Nick, Nate, y'all talk a good game and to listen to you one would think you're some kind of highly respected team that's been a staple of the division for years but all you've done is lose. If y'all want a shot, I'm more than willing to give you one but let's ask the man that makes those kinda decisionsā¦
{ Suddenly āKing of the World ā erupts from the speakers as JC turns to look up the ramp as Roberto Verona marches out from behind the curtain, his own half of the IWF Tag Team titles over his shoulder with a mic in his hand. }
Roberto Verona: I have to be honestā¦ I was a little concerned last weekā¦ it really feels as though Nick and Nate had their hearts set on a rendezvous with our dearly departed former IWF Tag Team championsā¦ but in the spirit of celebration I suppose we can be generous and compensate them.
{ Verona smiles. }
Roberto Verona: Boys, this is your lucky day. You want to test yourselves? Then consider this a little bit of team bonding for me and JC, youāve got your match.
{ The crowd pops. }
Roberto Verona: Good luck with your match later, partner.
{ Roberto turns to walk away but suddenly stops. }
Roberto Verona: Butā¦ you and me need to talk.
{ Veronaās jovial look suddenly turns serious as he looks down at JC for a moment before turning back to walk through the curtains again as JC looks up the ramp with a hint of confusion as we fade to a brief commercial break. }
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OLYMPIANS MIXED TAG TEAM MATCH GROUP B
Dawn Haliwell and Warren Kane vs JC Keeton and Dizzie
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Summer Thompson: Next we have a really intense match of the night. It;ās hard to tell how this is going to go.
Ella Kelley: Except I get some good eye candy.
{Lights dim as the opening riffs to Shoot to Thrill hit, and flashes of white light begin to pulse along with the music as it picks up pace. The stage fills with dry ice as Dawn steps out from backstage, smiling manically and rocking out to the music. She points to the crowd and tries to get them pumped up. When the chorus hits, she raises her fists in the air as she lets out a shout of excitement punctuated by a blast of simple white pyro around her. She holds that pose until the second iteration of "Shoot to Thrill" in the chorus, at which point she charges into the ring and slides in, spinning with the momentum to her feet as she urges the crowd to get to their feet and rock along with her. After a few moments she will settle into her corner.}
{The lights go out and the snow steady beat of New Divide by Linkin Park plays and the crowd gives a good cheer for Warren Kane as he emerges from behind the curtains wearing a simple leather jacket, with his hands at his hips and a smile on his face. He then heads towards the ring, stopping to touch hands with members of the crowd before stopping in front of the ring. Closes his eyes, takes a breath before jumping up onto the apron, climbing the turnbuckle on the outside and raising his arms in the air getting a positive reaction from the crowd. The music dies down and the lights return to normal as he drops into the ring.}
Summer Thompson: Warren and Dawn looking ready to go here.
Ella Kelley: Warren looks extra spicy today.
{The lights around the stage shift to several shades of blue as āCome For Meā by New Years Day begins to be heard on the sound system. The crowd erupt into cheers as Xiuhua āDizzieā Zhou makes her way out, all smiles as she gauges the fans and gives a nod of appreciation before making her way down to the ring. She hops up to the apron, wiping her feet and taking a second to bow her head on the top rope. In time with the music, she raises her head, showcasing that smirk of hers once again, hopping into the ring with ease right after. She then steps to the center, jokingly posing with an arrogant point to herself, tongue playfully out. Dizzie of course canāt hold in the laugh and lets it loose before flipping the switch, looking all business as her music fades to silence.}
{The beat to "Born Legendary" by Emanuel Vo Williams hits.}
I crawled out the gutter
I rose to the top
My reign everlasting
I canāt be stopped
I was made for the throne
Rise up til I moan
You been waiting on a ruler
Well Iām home
{As soon as he says the word "Home" pyro explodes from the rampway as JC Keeton steps through the curtain. He makes his way to the ring bouncing in rhythm to the music. When he reaches the ring he leaps up onto the apron and steps through the ropes, He continues to sway and bounce from heel to heel as he awaits the match to start.}
Summer Thompson: Please donāt hit on JC. Heās a father.
Ella Kelley: So he has DILF energy. Nice.
Summer Thompson: Oh my godā¦
{The match starts with JC and Warren in the ring. Both are putting their all into this. A lot of exchanges of hits and moves before Dizzie tags in and JC and Warren step out for the women to fight.}
Ella Kelley: Love a good cat fight.
{Dizzie and Dawn exchange blows before Dizzie pins Dawn for the
1
2
3}
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SEGMENT 3
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SINGLES MATCH
Alek Bronson vs Johnny Somebody
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{"Simple Man" starts strumming as Alek walks out to a shower of pyro. He stops right outside the gate and looks around. He walks to the pace of the song. He holds up his hand with the pinky and index fingers extended and the rest pinched in the middle while he stops in the middle of the ramp. Then proceeds to the apron as he jumps up to the ring edge. He steps over the ropes and enters. He takes off his aviators and his coat and hands them to the outside as he stretches.}
Vasco Dias: Alek Bronson was very impressive in his debut last week by beating Warren Suffering in less than ten seconds.
Terri Morasco: The man already in the ring was just as impressive picking up his first career win over Tytus Rost.
Vasco Dias: As much as I hate to say it working with Nick Knight has really helped Johnny Somebody. He's got a lot better, but he could have been the best if he'd joined The Church.
{The bell rings and Alek Bronson tries to end the match early for the second week in row by shooting across the looking for the Glaive, but Somebody has it well scouted. The smaller man easily ducks out of the way causing "The Warrior" to slam shoulder first into the ring post. Obviously dazed, he staggers back into a big release German suplex. Bronson pops right up and charges into a sitout hip toss that Johnny transitions into a top wrist lock.}
Terri Morasco: A submission hold is not something we would have seen from Johnny a month ago.
Vasco Dias: It's a top wrist lock Teri, not exactly the most difficult move in the world.
Terri Morasco: Yes, but it's one he's using to great effect. Look at the grimace on Alek's face.
{Somebody continues to torque on the arm of Alek when suddenly the lights begin to flicker.}
Vasco Dias: Great this building has crappy electricals to go along with this crappy match.
{When the lights stop flickering Jack Ferriman and Gregor Winter are standing in the ring with baseball bats in hand. The two new tee off on Somebody before 'Pocket Hercules' even has a chance to react. The referee calls for the bell as Alek Bronson rolls for the ring and heads for the hills.}
Terri Morasco: This is an absolute mugging. Can we get some help out here?
{As if on cue The Brotherhood hits the ramp with steel chairs in hand. Seeing that they are outnumbered, Winter and Ferriman disappear into the crowd. Nick kneels down to check on his charge when once again beginning to flicker before going out completely. Suddenly the face of Lucipher Crosse appears over the entrance ramp.}
Lucipher Crosse: Hello brothers, it's good to see that all is well with you. I'm going to make this brief, because I'm sure you have big plans doing whatever it is you do. Nicky I want to give you a warning; watch out, there is a snake in your house.
{The screen goes blank and the lights come up leaving a very confused Brotherhood standing in the ring.}
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OLYMPIANS MIXED TAG TEAM MATCH GROUP A
Rob Diamond and Fiona McFly vs Dean Harper and Chelsea Skye
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Summer Thompson: And here we are at the main event.
Ella Kelley: The most gay section of our program
{The lights in the arena go dim but they do not go completely out. The crowd waits in anticipation when the opening riff of Bad to the Bone by George Thorogood hits. The entire arena screams out as one as the graphics on the screen show some of the many highlights of the career of Rob Diamond. The lights in the arena start to strobe pink as the second, third, fourth and fifth riffs all hit with pink pyro launching out of the stage and just as the lyrics kick in, Rob Diamond steps out to a huge ovation! The crowd is chanting "ROB! ROB! ROB!" as Diamond throws the X up over his head before heading down the ramp. Rob makes it a point to slap hands with the fans at either side of the lower end of the ramp and then makes his way around the ring, even stopping to grab a picture with a young boy dressed like Dean Harper. Rob finally makes his way into the ring via the ring steps and runs across to the far corner, jumping up and throwing the X up over his head again as a pink pyro X launches on top of the ramp! }
Allison Valance: Introducing, weighing in at two hundred and five pounds, he is the BLOOD SOAKED CINDERELLA OF PRO WRESTLING!!! ROB DIAMOND!!!!
{ After the introduction, Rob spins off the ropes and falls back into one of the corners of the ring, kicking up his legs to rest on the second rope and looks quite relaxed. }
{ 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. }
Summer Thompson: Is it just me? Or is Fionaās entrance getting longer.
Ella Kelley: Hard to tell.
{Lights go to black, leaving the arena in dark silence for a few moments before the dark, rhythmic pulses of the beginning of Counting Bodies Like Sheep To The Rhythm Of The War drums by A Perfect Circle begins to surge through the arena.}
Don't fret precious, I'm here
Step away from the window, go back to sleep
Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils
See, they don't give a fuck about ...you like I do
{ Lights flash randomly through the arena, and soon flashes of some of the most savage moments of Dean's career flash in flickering effect on the 'tron. Finally, a single white spotlight shines down in the center of the stage, where Dean is crouching as he shifts side to side along with the music, hoodie and leather jacket open to show a bare chest underneath. He smiles up at the camera, eyes alight with a savage mania before he leaps to his feet, the motion bringing a massive flash as every light in the arena flares. He holds that position for a few moments, fist raised in the air before sprinting down to ringside. He leaps up onto the Apron, vaulting over the top rope and flipping into a roll that carries him to the opposite side of the ring, where he catches himself in the ropes and lounges amongst them almost casually, bobbing his head along with the music.}
I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and all your demons
I'll be the one to protect you from a will to survive and a voice of reason
I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and your choices, son
They're one in the same
I must isolate you
Isolate and save you from yourself
{With the help of the ropes, he shrugs off the hoodie and jacket before sliding back into the ring, tossing the removed clothing into the crowd. He takes a slow turn, arms wide as he takes in the reaction from the crowd, before cracking his neck and settling into his corner.}
{The fast guitar riff for āReborn Through Failureā hits the speakers and once the vocals kick in Chelsea makes her way out onto the entrance ramp ready for battle.}
Allison Valance: Introducing, from Chicago. Illinois, she is the āNightmare Angelā Chelsea Skye!ā
{Following her ring introduction Chelsea makes her way down to the ring slapping hands with the occasional fan along the way, she enters the ring and runs the ropes as she waits for her opponent.}
Summer Thompson: This is Chelsea and Deanās first time tagging. How do you think this will go?
Ella Kelley: Either really poorly or really well. I havenāt decided yet.
{The match starts with Chelsea Skye and Fiona McFly having a tense but shockingly respectful technical exchange, keeping the pace high and the action clean. However, though, when Chelsea finds herself backed up to the ropes too close to her own corner, a blind tag from Dean Harper changes the complexion of the match in a heartbeat. The hockey fight that Rob and Dean launch into, the frenzy of fists and passionate violence, hearkens back to the absolute wars the two men had been through, neither showing the compassion or quarter one may have expected from a more cordial affair. They trade shots as if they were up against hated rivals, instead of whatever they've become over the years, both showing their grit, determination, and willingness to go to whatever lengths were necessary to secure the victory.}
Ella Kelley: Mmmm
{Quick tags punctuate the match, Fiona and Chelsea all too delighted to slow the pace and ameliorate the frenetic violence of their partners. Surprising everyone, including, it seems, Chelsea, Dean is all too happy to be the team player, even intervening and pulling her leg onto the bottom rope to interrupt a McFly pinfall. The end, though, doesn't come down to the IWF newcomer versus the woman who's become a bastion of the division. Instead, Rob goes for the Diamond Cutter, only for a rake to the eyes to stagger him forward, giving Dean just enough room to explode forward into the DANCE THE SPIRAL and sink Rob to the mat, hooking between both of Rob's legs and stacking him on his shoulders spread-eagle with a wink at the camera for for ONE!
TWO!
And Fiona's last-ditch attempt at salvation finds itself interrupted by Chelsea Skye flinging herself into the FOR JUSTIN to send her crashing down in sync with the THREE!}
Summer Thompson: Nice!
Ella Kelley: Rob Diamond is gonna have an earful from his wife.
Well howdy there pardner.