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Post by Jess Fowler on Jan 15, 2022 1:22:48 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. }
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SINGLES MATCH
Jason Williams vs Nick Danger
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Vasco Dias: We are in for an interesting matchup here tonight. We have Jason Williams vs Nick Danger. This match could go either way but Who knows if it will?
Terri Morasco: I believe both these men are capable of winning this match.
Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.
Alison Valance: From Peterborough, England. Weighing at 227 poundsā¦ JASON WILLIAMS!!!
{ Visions- Surfing comes on After allowing the guitar instrumental to play out for a short while Jason takes to the stage, soaking all of the atmospheres in; the lights, the fans, the noise. 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 a position in the center and stare at the hard-cam, hands clasped behind his back, as he prepares for battle.}
Vasco Dias: Jason looks pretty comfortable coming into this match.
Terri Morasco: He has faith in himself, there is nothing wrong with that.
Alison Valance: And his opponent from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania weighing at 197 poundsā¦ NICK DANGER!!!
{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. }
Vasco Dias: Letās see if Danger can break his streak.
Terri Morasco: Donāt be so negative.
DING-DING DING!!!
{Blue Shoes start the until Save a Horse Ride a Cowboy comes on and Denny Winston makes his way down to commentary. This leaves Nick Danger distracted for a moment so James roll up Danger in a seated roll-up pin.}
ONE...
Nick Danger kicks out
Terri Morasco: An early attempt by Jason here.
Vasco Dias: Close but no cigar.
Denny Winston: Lucky break.
Terri Morasco: Uhā¦ Denny what are you doing here?
Denny Winston: I got bored. Figured Iād come by and eat some popcorn and watch Danger flail about a bit.
{ Jason William brings Nick Danger to his feet and connects with a European Uppercut to the chin of Danger and connects with another one. Jason goes for a dropkick but Nick dodges it and goes for a Pele kick but Jason dodges and runs to the and connects with a Penalty Kick to Nick, chest and goes for a Lying armbar.}
Terri Morasco: Uhā¦ Well, Jason keeps bringing the heat here to Nick.
Vasco Dias: Like itās hard?
Denny Winston: Thatās what Iām saying.
{Nick picks Jason up for a sit-out powerbomb but James lets go and counters with a Russian Leg Sweep on Nick Danger. Jason runs to the ropes looking to connect with another Penalty Kick but Nick counters with a Spanish Fly. Then Nick grabs James and connects with a Side Suplex dropping James on his head and going for the cover.}
Denny Winston: Boo!
Vasco Dias: Boo!
Terri Morasco: Denny isnāt allowed out here, is he?
ONE...
TWO...
KICKOUT...
{Nick goes for a standing moonsault but Jason moves out the way leaving Nick to land on his feet but is met with Jason giving him stiff kicks to Nick's leg three Times until Jason locks Nick in a Sleeperhold trying to wear down Nick for a moment. He throws Nick to the ropes and connects with a Flying Knee To Gut giving Jason an advantage. Jason starts to climb the top turnbuckle but Nick catches Jason with a strong forearm smash to the face. Nick grabs Jason for a Spanish fly but Jason counters with a headbutt. Nick grabs Jason in a vertical suplex position and slams Jason, head first on the top turnbuckle making Jason to the canvas.}
Vasco Dias: Jason! Kick is ass!
Terri Morasco: Stop it. Both of you.
Denny Winston: Kick him in his flat ass!
{Nick climbs the top turnbuckle and connects to the chest of Jason Williams with a Caution Of Death. He waits for Jason to get up and runs to the ropes and connects with a Legacy Cutter and goes for the pin.}
ONE...
TWO...
KICKOUT
Denny Winston: Boo!
Vasco Dias: Boo! Boo!
Terri Morasco: Am I the only one who wants a serious commentary on this match?
{Nick waits for Jason to get up on his knees. Nick runs from behind the kneeling Jason and tries the Phoenix Blade but Jason dips out of the way, rolling back. Charging at Nick, leaping off of one foot and raising his knee in the air to collide in brutal fashion with his opponent's face. He goes for the pin.}
ONEā¦
TWOā¦
THREEā¦
Allison Valance: Here is your winner...JASON WILLIAMS!
{Denny laughs as he takes off the headset.}
Terri Morasco: It was looking so good for Nick there for a moment.
Vasco Dias: It was.
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SEGMENT
Denny Winston and Nick Danger pick each other's opponents for next week
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{Nick Danger gets up from the mat and asks for a microphone so he can speak. And we see Denny leaving the commentary table to enter the ring. Denny enters the ring and stands in the center of the ring with Nick Danger with an intense look on each other's faces.}
Nick Danger: Denny Winston you are a tough person. I've watched your match against Nick Knight and I plan to make sure your opponent will give you a challenge so that is why your opponent for next week will beā¦ Dean Harper
Terri Marasco: Oh ā¦ oh no.
Vasco Dias: Well, thatās a big deal, what do you say to that, Denny?
{Denny reaches over and takes the mic out of Nick's hand.}
Denny Winston: I was thinking long and hard about thisā¦ someone on our levelā¦ but thenā¦then you, the āgood guyā named a hall of famerā¦ Fine. So I am going to do something in kindā¦ And you knowā¦ Gloves off. Itāsā¦
{Denny reaches into his pocket to type up a quick text. }
Denny Winston: Itās like opening Pandoraās box. I canāt put him back in the box. I canāt put him back in no matter what. You seeā¦ I was looking for a new trainer and he offered himself but this... this... I donāt have any fucking idea what he's gonna do. Despite the trip upsā¦ Despite the wins and losses, still a former World Championā¦ And you started this. I nameā¦ Ethan King.
{Lights go down. The opening riff of "Emperor's New Clothes" plays, met with swiftly moving and flashing white spotlights flashing through the arena, and as the drums kick in Ethan King slowly steps out to the stage. He takes a few steps forward, wearing an expensive looking black suit, the crowd has a mixed reaction of not believing here is here. He spreads his arms wide and soaks in the reaction from the crowd which gets the crowd to cheer in that love to hate you way.}
Ethan King: Good news, buddy boy. You donāt have to wonder where your god is.
{The crowd cheers āHOLY SHITā}
Ethan King: Because heās right hereā¦and heās fresh out of therapy!
{Nick Danger glares at Denny as the younger man drops the mic and walks up the ramp to be clapped on the shoulder by Ethan King with a smarmy grin.}
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SINGLES MATCH
1K RP Word Limit
Nick Knight vs Alek Bronson
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{The driving guitars of FFDPās This Is War fills the arena as Nick Knight steps onto the entrance ramp. The voice of Ivan Moody joins the fray as pyro turns the stage into a warzone, UNO, DOS, TRES, GET THE FUCK UP!!! Knight stomps through the smoke and and down the ramp dressed in purple track pants and a purple and gold xXx Wrestling Academy t-shirt. Nick reaches ringside and slides under the bottom rope and quickly gets to his feet, his eyes never leaving his opponent as he tears away the pants revealing a pair of black trunks with the Knight chess piece logo. Pulling the shirt over his head he throws it into the crowd and awaits the bell.}
{ "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 hand them to the outside as he stretches. }
Terri Morasco: Next up weāve got Nick Knight taking on Alek Bronson, both men looking to gain some momentum as we head into Roulette season in a couple of months.
Vasco Dias: Wins and losses matter and momentum definitely matters when you have a 30 man battle royal hanging over your head.
Terri Morasco: Absolutely, a win here tonight could foreshadow a big win down the road.
{ The referee for the match is former IWF wrestler, Grave Roberts. Roberts calls for the bell and the opening moments of the match see Alek and Knight circle each other. Eventually the two men moved in for the tie up and in a shocking display, Alek Bronson sent Nick Knight onto his backside with a hardy push.
Knight shook his head with a smile and got right back to his feet, really kicking off this match with a front waist lock takedown into a ground and pound with hard elbow shots to either side of Alekās face. Eventually Roberts pulled Knight off Alek but the damage seemed to have been done as the bigger man struggled to reagin his composure.
Knight would go for a succession of suplexs with the La La Land to start followed by a saito suplex then a t-bone suplex and finally a dragon suplex. With Alek on the mat, Knight looked to lock in the La La Land but Alek used his superior strength to fight the hold off. Alek would find his feet at this moment and connect with a roundhouse kick that nearly sent Knightās head into the front row.
Alek took control of the match after that with a double choke toss that sent Knight into a corner of the ring. Alek would connect with a running boot in the corner followed by knee lifts and then finally jaw shattering back elbow strikes. Alek would walk Knight out of the corner with a huge side walk slam. Alek would make the first pinfall cover of the match but he didnāt hook both legs which allowed Knight to kick out.
Alek would bring Knight back to his feet and then lift him high up over head for a high elevation scoop slam. Alek would drop a huge elbow across the chest of Nick Knight then peel him up of the mat and deliver a devastating combo he likes to call Honor Bound. With Knight seemingly dead on his feet, Alek would lift Knight high up into the air looking for his finishing maneuver, the Banneret but Nick Knight rained down some heavy right hands causing Bronson to drop his opponent.
Knight would come back to life with the Non Dairy Creamer followed right up with Welcome to Hollywood! Knight made the cover here and hooked one leg of Alek Bronson but the bigger man was able to kick both his legs free. Knight quickly go to his feet and grabbed Alek as he rose to his own, Knight lifted Alek up for an avalanche brainbuster! Knight then quickly scooped Alek back up for Banned in Memphis! Nick Knight made the cover, hooking both legs and picking up the victory at twelve minutes and nineteen seconds! }
Vasco Dias: Nick Knight with a big victory tonight but it was a hard fought battle!
Terri Morasco: Alek Bronson is no one to ignore and he showed that tonight against the veteran but at the end of the day Knight came out on top.
{ Nick Knight stands in celebration as his music plays! }
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SEGMENT
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{ IWF interviewer, Keybo Shabaz, is standing backstage with Portia and Stephen Terrella positioned on his right, and Wraith standing directly to his left. Terrella has the stolen Television title sitting snugly on this shoulder, and wears a firm scowl. }
Keybo Shabaz: Gentlemen, and lady, you go out there tonight to face the reigning IWF World Heavyweight Champion, Ulf Hednir, and his partner, the reigning IWF World Tele-
{ Portia raises a finger at Keybo with a glare that could defrost the Arctic, and Keybo stops himself mid-sentence as he feels the heat. Terrella rolls the shoulder he has the belt resting on, drawing attention to it. }
Portia: Who has the belt, Shitez? Who!?
{ Keybo timidly looks at Terrella, quickly trying to decide between journalistic integrity and self preservation. }
Keybo Shabaz: Stephen Terrella does.
{ Portia condescendingly taps his cheek with the flat of her hand. }
Portia: That's right, good answer. Pax is the former World Television Champion, and that was your one free slip.
{ Keybo swallows hard, but decides to continue to probe. }
Keybo Shabaz: So these two men are facing Ulf and Pax, and I'm sure the IWF fans in the arena tonight, as well as at home, would like to know how your boyfriend and the man to my left here, Wraith, will coexist?
{ Portia rolls her eyes, and hard. }
Portia: The odd one over there can speak for himself, but clearly we didn't ask for this. Let me be clear though, because everyone appears to have this idea that we're going to stab the freakshow here in the back the first chance we get- and that's insanely stupid. It's not that we wouldn't do it, or that he's grown on us...
{ She looks over at Wraith, and Wraith cocks his head in turn. }
Portia: But there's nothing in it for us tonight. Stephen wants to punish Pax Stormcrow; but a loss here costs us money, and having to fight Pax and Ulf two-on-one is a mountain he may not be able to climb. No one on this roster can. So for one night -and only one night- this is a team, and we'll do what we have to in order to help him because it helps us, too.
{ Keybo turns toward Wraith. }
Keybo Shabaz: Now that we know that you speak, would you say you believe this can work? The two of you had a brutal war in the past. Do you feel you can trust them?
{ While awaiting for the answer from Wraith, Wraith merely scoffs. He spoke when he wanted to; not when instructed to...and unfortunately for Keybo, he felt like he was being instructed to talk, and would have no part of it. Wraith just walks away from the interview. }
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TAG TEAM MATCH
1K RP Word Limit
JC Keeton and Leo Hmmingway vs Travis Reinhart and Nate Harris
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Alison Valance: The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall!
Vasco Dias: I think this will be interesting to see how this goes.
Terri Morasco: It could go either way, honestly.
{ The lights in the arena darken, and blue and white spotlights are cast upon the stage. Snow falls from the rafters, gently dancing in the lights, and landing softly onto the stage as the opening to Nonpoint's "In The Air Tonight" echoes throughout the arena. Travis Reinhart walks out onto the stage, pausing briefly to run his thumb across his throat in a slashing type gesture. }
Alison Valance: Making his way to the ring... from Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada... standing six feet and three inches tall... and weighing in at two hundred thirty-five pounds... The Clipper... Travis Reinhart!
{ Reinhart confidently walks down the ramp. }
Well, when you told me you were drowning
I would not lend a hand
I've seen your face before, my friend
But I don't know if you know who I am
Well, I was there and I saw what you did
I saw it with my own two eyes
So you can wipe off that grin
I know where you've been
It's all been a pack of lies
{ He makes his way up the stairs as the drums build, and leaps over the top rope. He scales the corner, perching himself on the middle buckle, surveying the crowd in attendance before casting a glance over his shoulder toward the ring. He drops down and removes his jacket as the lights rise and the song fades at the 01:53 mark. }
Vasco Dias: Reinhart looks ready to go!
{The pounding drums of ā MONTERO (Call Me By Your Name)ā hit over the PA, and Nate Harris struts out from the back, rolling his wrists and looking around at the crowd with a grin on his face, Nick Hunter a few steps behind him talking trash. Nate saunters down the entrance ramp, winking at someone in the front row, and striding towards the apron. He walks around to the side of the ring, leaping up onto the apron and turning mid-jump to land on a knee, grabbing the second rope. Nate gets to his feet, spinning to the center of the apron and grinning as Nick walks around the outside, hyping the crowd. He hooks his arms over the top rope, backflipping over the ropes and back-rolling to his feet. Nate struts over to the corner to meet Nick, leaning back against the turnbuckles and smirking as he waits for the bell.}
Terri Morasco: I forgot what Nateās solo entrance was like.
{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.
Vasco Dias: JC looking like a boss
{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.}
Terri Morasco: Leo could really get a leg up here.
{The match goes hard. Leo starts the match getting both Reinhart and Nate respectfully, hitting hard and not being held back. Leo manages to get out of their corner to tag JC in. JC hits back against Nate like he owes him money for a long while before Reinhart tags back in and the two go head to head. Just as JC is about to tag Leo in for relief, Reinhart drags him back in and he is put to the post with both Nate and Reinhart taking turns before Reinhart gets the pin.}
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HOUR TWO
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TABLES MATCH
1K RP Word Limit
Alex Blade vs Abraxes
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{ 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. }
{ The lights in the arena flicker and die as if there were some kind of power outage. As the light sounds of an acoustic guitar play, the high pitched laughter of children fills the air. A red spotlight shines on the stage as heavy smoke rolls across the floor. As opening lyrics of Monster (Under my Bed) by Call me Karizma starts to sing Abraxes rises from the center of the stage, his eyes burning out from under his mask as he stares down at the ring.
The rhythm of the song changes from a twisted lullaby do a grinding rock song just as he rises to his full height. Abraxes glares around at the audience before he walks down the ramp, focused on the ring in front of him. He crawls into the ring, exaggerated movements of his hands and legs to appear more like a creepy spider then a man. He rolls to his feet, holding his arms into the air as the lullaby starts anew. }
Vasco Dias: Last week we saw Alex Blade and Abraxes attempt to be a tag team only for that to end in disaster.
Terri Morasco: And it looked like Abraxes took that loss personally as he attacked Alex after the match.
Vasco Dias: And according to my sources it was after that attack that Alex Blade asked for this match.
Terri Morasco: A tables match! Can the Superior Dragon defeat the Monster! We are about to find out!
{ The referee for this match is the son of a legend in the business, Ike Enay JR! Alex stands poised and ready, loosening up his wrists while Abraxes stands solemnly on the other side of the ring. Ike Enay JR calls for the bell and things kicked off with a blast!
Alex exploded out of his corner with a running bicycle knee strike that seemed to catch Abraxes off guard. Alex would follow up that opening attack with a spinning heel strike to the midsection of the monster followed right up with a discus elbow and discus lariat! Abraxes seemed to be stunned on his feet as Blade continued to press this early advantage with a snapmare takedown followed up with a running knee strike to the back of Abraxesā skull!
Alex Blade then rolled out of the ring and lifted up the apron to look for a table. Abraxes would sit up while Blade was gone. Alex pulled a table out from under the ring but Abraxes had already made his way to the outside and caught Alex in the throat with a four finger thrust! Abraxes then lifted Alex right up and over with a samoan drop into the edge of the apron!
From here Abraxes would slide the table into the ring and then go back under the apron looking for more plunder. Alex would make his way back to his feet as Abraxes rummaged around. Abraxes pulled out a 2x4 wrapped in barbed wire but by this time Alex was ready and came in with a superkick to the 2x4 sending it bouncing off the skull of Abraxes!
Alex went for a go behind on Abraxes and gripped him for a devastating looking German suplex on the arena floor! Alex then went under the ring looking for his own weapon and pulled out a steel chair. Abraxes rose back to his feet but Blade bent the chair in half over the top of the monsters head!
Blade pulled the monster up to his feet and pushed him back into the ring. Alex followed him in and then began to set up the table near a corner of the ring. Alex then looked back outside. Blade went under a different section of the ring and pulled out some lighter fluid with a light! Alex came back into the ring and sprayed the light fluid all over the table. Alex then lit the table on fire!
Alex grabbed Abraxes who hadnāt moved this whole time and pulled him up to his feet. Alex hoisted Abraxes up onto the top rope. Alex climbed up and looked ready to hit the Chaotic Slicer. But as Alex went to jump, Abraxes grabbed him and spun Blade around and onto his shoulders. Abraxes lifted Alex up for Consign to Dream through the flaming table! Abraxes picked up the victory at eight minutes and forty seven seconds! }
Vasco Dias: Abraxes with the win in a dangerous match up!
Terri Morasco: Alex Blade nearly had it but Abraxes is just a beast.
{ Abraxes stands over Alex Blade as the medical crew check on him. }
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SEGMENT
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TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Sorcha Wynne vs Caroline Machado vs Itami
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Alison Valance: The following triple threat match is scheduled for one fall!
Vasco Dias: I do love a good girl fight.
Terri Morasco: I literally canāt with you today.
{The arena lights fade to black as a fog begins to the fill the entrance area. Eerie high pitched music begins to play as crimson light moves through the fog serpent like causing goosebumps to form on the skin of anyone that views it. Heavy guitar begins to blast from the speakers and bright blood red light begins to strobe to the beat revealing that there is in fact a creature deep inside of the fog.
Slowly the creature moves forward in an otherworldly way, sometimes moving like a man and sometimes like a serpent. There is an explosion of pyro as the vocal chord destroying vocals of Torture by Deviloof begin and for the first time the fans see the demon masked face of āThe Lady Painā Itami.}
Alison Valance: Now making her way to the ring from Fukuoka, Japan āThe Demonessā Itami!!!
{Itami makes her way towards the ring as if the fans do not even exist. It does not matter to her if they cheer or boo, all that matters is the damage that she is about to do to her opponent. That is the only time that she truly feels alive and she refuses to allow some peasants ruin that for her, no matter how much they paid for their ticket. Once she reaches ringside she climbs the stairs and steps between the top and middle rope and goes to her corner. Years of competing in combat sports has beaten sportsmanship before the bell into her, but once it ring there will be no mercy.}
Vasco Dias: Itami looks ready to butcher someone tonight.
{The drums and guitars of "Rule of Nines" start to echo across the arena as Mist flls the entryway before Sorcha rises up form the floor when the main riff kicks in. stepping out smoothly dressed in a long cloak, ring gear underneath before she walks down the entryway , climbing the steps and kneeling in the middle of the ring to mutter some of prayer, rising and discarding the cloak jacket and movee to the corner.}
Terri Morasco: I think Sorcha is really rising in the ranks.
"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. }
Vasco Dias: her entrance gets longer and longer every week I swear.
{In a match of three women trying to make an impression in the division, vying for momentum early in the year, nothing was left to waste. Every strike from Itami cracked across her targets like a gunshot, leaving them clutching their bodies in agony. Every transition from hold to hold from Sorcha flowed like a raging river, snapping around bends and rushing from moment to moment. Caroline weaved her way through both, finding moments where her agility set up a fast strike to break her target's concentration, trip up their momentum and reset the playing field. A Six Pack Spike on Sorcha nearly bought Caroline the win, and a heel hook in response came agonizingly close to leaving the Brazilian on one leg and weeping in agony, but neither could close the deal. In the end, after a furious 13 minutes, Caroline went for a Service Ace on Sorcha, only to be blasted across the jaw with the BAKU and sent spinning into a corner. Itami reset and shot for Sorcha as well, only for the Scottish mystic to bolt forward with preternatural awareness, hooking her up and flinging Itami about into the BANRIGH DEARG for an emphatic three count, Caroline making a desperate lunge to break the cover about half a foot short!}
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SEGMENT
Keybo Shabaz holds a video Q&A with Rowan and Shelly Diamond
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{ We open with a close up of Keybo Shabaz who is seen standing before an IWF logo. }
Keybo Shabaz: Welcome back to Friday Night Sacrifice! Next up I have two very special guests or are on the road to Metamorphosis. The 2022 Heiress to the Throne, Rowan MacDonnough and the IWF Women's World Champion, Shelly Diamond!
{ We switch from a single view to three side by side boxes, Rowan on the right of Keybo and Shelly on his left. Rowan glares coldly as the light from a single candle dances across her masked face. Shelly seems to be in a gym with the Women's World Championship over her shoulder. }
Keybo Shabaz: Ladies, I would like to say thank you for joining me tonight-
Shelly Diamond: Can you please stop with the pleasantries, neither of us wanted to do this.
{ Rowan's eyes narrow slightly as the dancing candle flame seems to imply a sly nod. }
Keybo Shabaz: Fair enough, I was hoping to ask you both some questions as we approach your match in a few weeks. I'd like to start with Rowan-
Shelly Diamond: Of course.
Keybo Shabaz: Rowan, your journey back to the top of the IWF has been both inspiring and terrifying, you are by far one of the most dangerous competitors in the history of the company-
Shelly Diamond: Are you trying to piss me off, Keybo?
Keybo Shabaz: I'm building ambiance. The message you sent last Friday was pretty clear, would you care to elaborate any more on your threat to take everything from Shelly Diamond?
{ The candles flame continues to dance as Rowan sits in utter silence, her eyes narrowing ever so slightly as Keybo takes a long gulp. }
Keybo Shabaz: Alright... So, Shelly-
Shelly Diamond: Oh, you remembered I'm here.
Keybo Shabaz: As the Women's World Champion you have only defended the title in a draw against Tara Fenix, are there any nerves heading into this match with Rowan?
{ Shelly shakes her head with a laugh. }
Shelly Diamond: Are you shitting me? Rowan gets this big build up about how amazing she is and my lead in is I wrestled Tara to a draw?
Keybo Shabaz: An impressive draw?
Shelly Diamond: Wow, so just skip over the part where I'm undefeated or how I've beaten every single woman in this company already besides our present company?
Keybo Shabaz: So you are feeling some nerves heading into this match?
Shelly Diamond: Did I say that!? No. I didn't say that. As for nerves? Why would I feel nervous because she burnt a hoodie some fan paid for? I should thank her, now that little mark has to buy another one of my hoodies!
{ Keybo nods slightly as he clears his throat. }
Keybo Shabaz: Interesting take. Now Rowan, you are already a hall of fame wrestler and former Women's World Champion among other titles, are you entering this contest as hungry as you've been in the past?
{ Rowan's eyes seem to narrow again thought it is hard to tell with only a candles flame for illumination. Keybo sits in awkward silence for about ten seconds before moving on. }
Keybo Shabaz: Excellent. Shelly-
Shelly Diamond: Do I get a real question this time or maybe a little fluff to butter me up at least?
Keybo Shabaz: As you mentioned, you've faced pretty much every woman in the IWF, save for Rowan MacDonnough. Does the idea of stepping into the ring with the unknown cause you pause?
Shelly Diamond: Are you trolling me, Keybo? I feel like you're trolling me.
Keybo Shabaz: I'm simply asking the hard hitting questions like any good interviewer.
Shelly Diamond: Right, no wonder you got removed from your hosting duties.
Keybo Shabaz: Actually, Laura is in sensitivity training and until she can make it through a session without chewing someone out we are taking a break from hosting.
Shelly Diamond: Whatever, no one cares about you. As for facing the unknown? I look forward to it.
{ Keybo seems to shuffle some papers that are out of the cameras view. }
Keybo Shabaz: Back to Rowan. Rowan, you have stepped into the ring with some real legends in this sport, Jess Reed, Eternity, Vivienne, Virginia, Fiona, where do you think Shelly Diamond stacks up against those legends of the business?
{ Once more Rowan's eyes narrow, this time much more noticeably. This time Keybo doesn't wait as long before moving on. }
Keybo Shabaz: So Shelly-
Shelly Diamond: I've beaten Eternity too. Abigail as well. Hell, I beat damn near every woman on the roster in a single match. You plan on mentioning that?
Keybo Shabaz: But you just did?
Shelly Diamond: You know what? Skip me. Ask Rowan your next puff question so we can take this thing home.
Keybo Shabaz: As you wish. Rowan-
{ Rowan suddenly sits forward and blows the candle out, her screen goes black as does Shelly's and Keybo's at the same time. A few moments pass before Shelly's screen comes back to life and then Keybo's and Rowan is standing directly behind Keybo Shabaz! }
Rowan MacDonnough: This exchange is over.
{ Rowan grabs Keybo with the Eater of Souls and pulls him off camera as Shelly stands up and backs away from the camera. Rowan suddenly pops back as the lights in the room she is now in with Keybo seem to dim around her. Slowly Rowan lifts up the charred remains of the hoodie, the name "Shelly" is still able to be read as Rowan just turns her head. Shelly looks around her as Rowan raises another candle, she brings it toward her mask but Shelly shoves the camera over in her room ending her feed as Rowan is left with what's left of the hoodie and the candle as we slowly fade to black. }
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TAG TEAM MATCH
1K RP Word Limit
Stephen Terrella and Wraith vs Pax Stormcrow and Ulf Hednir
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{ The camera takes a long shot of the entryway as and the arena darkens. Smoke begins to rise from the ground atop the stage, cast in a purple hue from the lighting directly overhead as 'Disorder' begins to blare across the speakers. Terrella makes his entrance holding hands with Portia. They take a few steps before stopping to stand side-by-side on the stage, releasing hands. 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: About to make his way down the aisle, being accompanied by Portia... standing 6'2"... and weighing in at 309 pounds... from Cold Springs, Nevada... The King Of Clubs... Stephen Terrrrellllllaaaa!
{ Terrella re-positions his sunglasses and begins a slow walk toward the ring, arm-in-arm with Portia, to a chorus of boos. They reach the bottom of the stairs where they release arms. Terrella removes his sunglasses and vest and hands them to Portia. He surveys the arena for a few seconds with a menacing scowl before making a slow march up the stairs. Terrella walks the apron to the center of it, stopping with his left hand resting on the top rope to stare down the crowd as Portia applauds for her man from the floor. Finally he ducks under the top rope to enter the ring, rolling his shoulders once inside to ready himself to fight. }
Alison Valance: And his tag team partner...
{ The lights throughout the arena go out row, by row, by row, until the arena is shrouded in absolute darkness. The lights come on and Wraith is standing in the center of the ring ā in unison, the crowd letās out a heavy gasp. He tilts his head back and forth, eyeing the crowd, while waiting for the match to begin. }
Alison Valance: In the ring...? Standing 6'1"... and weighing in at 210 pounds... Wraith!
{ Alison deftly sidesteps away from Wraith's direction. }
Alison Valance: And their opponents...
{ The lights in the arena dim, and there is the sound of a powerup collected in an old video game system. At the sound, the crowd leap to their feet with cheers A beat is laid out, filling the arena with the sounds of a Midi file. The lights pulse in time with the music. As they flash as the beat trembles, an explosion of sparks rocks the entrance stage. Pax walks out onto the stage, looking around as the crowd bursts into cheers. He gives a smirk as the chanting on Suplex by A Tribe Called Red kicks in. }
Alison Valance: First... about to mae his way to the ring... standing 6'2"... and weighing in at 240 pounds... from Aitkin, Minnesota... the World Television Champion... Pax Stormcrow!
{ He stands at the top of the ramp, lifting his right fist into the air with his head down, bobbing his hooded head along with the music before marching down to the ring. He slides into the ring and jumps onto the second turnbuckle, throwing his hood off and hyping up the crowd with yells before slipping his coat off and letting it fall to the ground. }
Alison Valance: And his tag team partner... The World Heavyweight Champion, Ulf Hednir!!!...
{The opening introduction for āRaise Your Hornsā by Amon Amarth plays over the PA system, and the crowd goes into a frenzy! The music can barely be heard over the sound of the fans. Ulf Hednir quickly shoves the curtains aside, dressed in his wolf headdress, and marches out onto the stage with the IWF World Television Championship being worn around his waist, and his drinking horn held high over his head.}
Ulf Hednir: SKĆ
L!
Crowd: SKĆ
L!
{Ulf drinks from the drinking horn, and after, turns it upside down to show the crowd that there is nothing left. Ulf attaches the drinking horn to a strap hanging off his primary belt, and marches down the ramp to shake hands or high five many of the fans along the ramp; fans scramble to get as close as they can and he takes an extra moment to ensure he greets as many as he can. Ulf goes around to the right side of the ring, still greeting as many fans as he can until he reaches the timekeeperās table, where he removes the headdress and the drinking horn, placing them on the table. He walks up to the apron and leaps up, grabbing the ropes, and leaning back to let loose a mighty howl.}
Raise your horns, raise them up to the sky,
We will drink to glory tonight!
Raise your horns for brave fallen friends,
We will meet where the beer never ends!
{The chorus plays over, and Ulf steps between the middle and top ropes before parading around the ring a bit. He removes the championship from his waist, and holds it over his head while showing it to all sides of the crowd. He finally hands it to the referee in charge, and waits for the match to start.}
{ Before the bell ever rings, Terrella tries to rush Pax. Stormcrow slips under a clothesline attempt from Terrella before grabbing him around the waist and attempting a German Suplex. Terrella bends his knees and drops his weight, though, blocking. Tommy Knocker calls for the bell as Wraith merely watches, tilting his head back and forth, expressionlessly observing Ulf's next move. Hednir steps to the apron, however, obeying the rules of the contest. Wraith, in kind, slips out of the ring and takes his place in his corner. }
{ Terrella prys at Pax's fingers to no avail, then reaches up and throws a back elbow to the side of Pax's head with his off-hand. Terrella spins and fires with the same move, this time from his dominant side, freeing himself from Pax's grip. The King spins, driving a headbutt into Stormcrow's skull that staggers the Television Champion. Terrella with a blatant rake to the eyes, which the official, Tommy Knocker, lets slide. Blinded, Stormcrow falls victim to a left-hand to the abdomen from Terrella that brings Stormcrow's feet off the canvas! Terrella launches another fist deep into Pax's stomach, driving him back toward the ropes! Stephen pushes Pax's throat down onto the middle rope, throwing a knee onto the back of his neck, choking the Television Champion. Tommy counts off a slow five, eventually forcing a Terrella break. The King backs off, hands up, saying something to the official. The distraction opens the door for Portia to slap Pax across the face! Ulf points in that direction, trying to no avail to direct the official's attention. Wraith merely tilts his head as Portia proudly parades around the outside, giving no insight into his feeling on the matter. }
{ Terrella moves in again, but the slap seems to have poured more gas on Stormcrow's fire. Pax hurls a right hand into Terrella's breadbasket! The King has not a moment to blink before he finds Stormcrow striking him under the chin with a European Uppercut! Stephen staggers, leaving him open for Pax to kick him in the gut, doubling the King over. Pax puts both hands on Terrella's head and delivers a facebuster! Pax doesn't cover though, instead electing to dive onto Terrella with a side headlock and pepper the self-proclaimed champion with a flurry of fists to the forehead! The crowd roars in approval! Pax digs into his amateur background, floating over on Terrella and hooking him into a Gator Roll! As the saying goes, every man is the same size flat on the canvas, and Pax is taking Terrella into uncomfortably deep waters with his wrestling prowess. Pax pops up off, bringing Terrella up and over immediately after with an Olympic Slam to a massive pop from the crowd! }
{ Terrella instinctively rolls away, clutching his lower back. Stormcrow's not quite quick enough to prevent Terrella from tagging out to Wraith. Wraith comes in, throwing knee strikes at Pax. Three knees back Pax down, and a legsweep takes Stormcrow off his feet! Ulf leans in as far as he can without releasing the tag rope, trying to cut the distance however much he can for his partner. Wraith allows Pax to reach out his arm for Ulf, only to snatch it into a cross arm-bar. Wraith doesn't hold the move, however, preferring to rapidly transition it into a figure four necklock. The official counts slowly for the illegal hold, to which Wraith pays no mind. Wraith simply looks at Ulf blankly as he applies the hold before relenting in the final hair of a second before disqualification. Wraith sits still a moment, void of emotion as Pax struggles to regain his breath. }
{ Wraith goes for a targeted knee drop to the back of Stormcrow's neck, but Ulf calls it out to Pax, and the heads up helps the Television Champion evade. Wraith eats canvas with his knee, but his face registers no pain as he rolls over and sits up. There is only silence from Wraith as he briefly sits on the canvas, giving Pax enough of a window to tag out to Ulf! Hednir comes in like a house of fire! Terrella and Portia both wince as the World Champion comes in and lays a Spinning Roundhouse kick into the side of Wraith's head. Terrella barks at Wraith to, "get up!" Wraith sits up from a supine position on the mat. Ulf gives him no quarter, delivering a running big boot to the seated Wraith that return him to the canvas! Ulf brings Wraith up and attempts a Running Powerslam, but Wraith slips off his back! }
{ Wraith stuns a turning Ulf with a shoot kick, knocking the Viking back into the ropes! Ulf catches some momentum off the bounce, however, returning fire with a forearm smash to Wraith's chest that drives Wraith back a few paces. Wraith moves forward, leaping for a Hurricanrana attempt, but Ulf somehow hangs on and maintains his base, countering it into a crushing powerbomb! Ulf moves off, creating some space for a runway to build momentum. He charges, and the crowd anticipates a running senton; but Wraith slips out from under and Ulf crashes flat on the canvas. Wraith advances, connecting with a Shining Wizard! The future World Title challenger locks Ulf's arms, looking for an underhook suplex; but Ulf taps into his strength to raise up and take Wraith over with a back body drop! }
{ Ulf wastes nay a second pressing his advantage off the hold, whipping Wraith into a neutral corner and flattening him with 'Fury Of The Gods.' Ulf turns to his Ulfpack, shouting "SkƄl!", and they respond with a deafening, "SkƄl!" in return. Hednir smiles, twisting Wraith's arm and climbing the buckles. Ulf makes his way across the top rope with Wraith's arm in hand, but Terrella shakes the top rope on the World Champion's walk, spilling him onto the canvas. Wraith kicks Hednir to the outside, setting up for a suicide dive onto the Champion that sends both men crashing into the guardrails! The official begins a slow ten count on the two competitors. }
{ Terrella drops from the apron, zeroing in on Ulf with some bad intentions. Terrella's approach brings Pax over from the opposite corner to head him off. Some words and pointing ensue, pulling nearly everyone's attention away from Portia. She quietly bends down, removing a black cloth bag from under the ring that she places by the stairs in the challengers' corner. Wraith stands, and he helps the World Champion up by the hair in order to inflict more punishment while Terrella and Stormcrow return to their respective corners. Wraith throws a knee that Ulf somehow managers to block with his non-dominant arm. Ulf spins, unloading on Wraith with a backfist that drives Wraith into the apron! Ulf scoops Wraith by the legs and rolls him into the ring. Ulf hops up on the apron, measuring Wraith, and uses the top rope to score with a slingshot diving block! }
{ Ulf wrests Wraith from the canvas, shooting him into the ropes. Terrella slaps Wraith on the back for a blind tag as Wraith bounces off the ropes. Hednir blasts Wraith with the Clothesline from Valhalla, but the World Champion is then steamrolled by the three hundred plus pound Terrella! The King aggressively picks Hednir up tries to power him through the canvas with a spinebuster! Terrella viciously stomps Ulf's back and head areas. Ulf fights up from under the stomps, eventually blocking an incoming left-hand from Terrella. Ulf gets under Terrella and powers him down with a double leg takedown as the two heavy hitters go to the canvas. Hednir keeps Terrella's legs, and the crowd roars, seeing the positioning of the two men as Ulf sets up for Flight of the Valkyries! Ulf begins to swing the three hundred pound Terrella, rotating Terrella dizzy, turning a total of ten times before releasing Terrella and sending him hurling across the ring. }
{ Hednir falls back toward his own corner, tagging Pax! Stormcrow leaps over the top rope and dives onto Terrella, spraying him with punches to the head! Pax pops up with a burst, muscling the over three hundred pound Terrella up and driving Terrella's back down over his knee with a backbreaker! Stormcrow plays to the crowd after the impressive feat of strength. Stormcrow uncharacteristically ventures out of his element now, scaling the turnbuckles. He waits on the King to rise, which takes some time for the big man. Pax leaps, attempting an overhead chop, but Terrella sidesteps and swats Pax out of the air with a devestatng left-hand to the jaw! Wraith makes his way over, pulling off from the apron by the ankles. The two men fight at ringside at Wraith's pressing. Tommy Knocker turns toward them, warning the men back to their corners. }
{ Portia grabs the bag she pulled from beneath the ring earlier and produces the Television Title from it. She slides the belt into Terrella, and he grabs it. He clutches the title close to him, cocked and ready to unload on Pax as he yells, "You fucking want this!?" Terrella charges, bouncing the title off of Pax's skull with a savage blow! Terrella stands over him, pounding the title against his chest as he yells, "Come take it at Metamorphosis! " Terrella slides the belt over to Portia, who is putting it on her shoulder when Tommy Knocker gives up on Ulf and Wraith on the outside and turns his attention back to the in-ring action. Terrella violently snatches Pax up, puts Pax's arm over his head, and punches Pax directly in the heart with his '10-42'! The crowd boos as Terrella covers him, netting the... One!... Two!!... Three!!! }
Winners by pinfall: Stephen Terrella and Wraith
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