IWF Presents: Night of the Immortals - May 29th 2022

[Jess Fowler]

IWF Presents: Night of the Immortals

May 29th, 2022

MGM Garden Arena, Las Vegas, NV

DEADLINES:

ROLEPLAYS (1 RP LIMIT): 1AM EST Saturday (May 28)

ON AIR SEGMENT APPROVAL: 1AM EST Saturday (May 28)

ON AIR SEGMENT AND MATCH SUBMISSION: 6PM EST Saturday (May 28)

Anything past that time WILL NOT be added to the show

- Characters who are not booked are strongly advised to submit segments for the show to continue building their characters/feuds/angles/stories. 

PRESHOW
preshow Panel with special guest Denzel Porter


SINGLES MATCH
Jason Williams vs La Bolsa

WOMEN'S BATTLE ROYAL

1K RP Word Limit

Winner receives a future title shot

Arabella Evers vs Diamond Steele vs Caroline Machado


SINGLES MATCH
HARDCORE
Jennie Docherty-Rodriguez vs. Vivienne Rodgers

MEN'S BATTLE ROYAL

1K RP Word Limit

Winner receives a future World TV Title Match

Nick Danger vs Alek Bronson vs Alex Blade vs Chris Diamond

IWF WORLD TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP

SINGLES MATCH

1K RP Word Limit

Mason Alexander Vanderbilt vs Matt Knox(c)


NO HOLDS BARRED
SINGLES MATCH
Seth Evans vs. Chris Page

IWF WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP

TAG TEAM MATCH

FSK vs Vendetta(c)

JOKER IN THE PACK

Winner gets a brief case with an open contract for a future IWF title match

Stephen Terrella vs James Gilmore vs Rob Diamond vs Nick Knight vs Pax Stormcrow vs Ulf Hednir

IWF WOMEN'S WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP

2 OUT OF 3 FALLS

Virginia Stepanov vs Shelly Diamond(c)

IWF MEN'S WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP

SINGLES MATCH

JC Keeton vs Wraith(c)

[Seth Evans]

{Cody Starkz and Mr. Maxwell are in the back by the catering table, talking among themselves. Cody looks annoyed as Maxwell keeps eating grapes and talking at the same time.}

Cody Starkz: Ok Mr.Maxwell that's enough grapes, your getting them everywhere now tell me how I'm going to get on the card tonight?

Mr.Maxwell: Listen kid I got this all figured out you just follow my lead out there.

{Before Cody can respond he sees the beautiful Sienna Sharpe walking down the hall with a big smile. She stops by the catering table and looks at Cody before turning her attention to Mr.Maxwell. She places her right hand on his shoulder before turning her gaze back at Cody.}

Sienna Sharpe: Cody, it’s nice of you to be here tonight to support the rest of the locker room. I know, it probably sucks to not be on the card and all, but what do you expect when you’re being represented by your fossil over here?

{Cody laughs a little but Mr. Maxwell is not amused as he makes an ugly face that resembles oatmeal.}

Mr.Maxwell: Well if I was young, flexible, and easy I'm sure I could get my client on the card with no problem either. You should probably worry about making sure Mav doesn't drop the ball tonight.

{Letting out a soft chuckle, Sienna retracts her hand from Maxwell’s shoulder.}

Sienna Sharpe: As much as I would love to take credit, Mason did earn this shot on his own. Now, Cody… what are you going to do to get on the card? Listen to this octogenarian eat grapes all day?

{Mr.Maxwell slides her hand off his shoulder slowly.}

Mr. Maxwell: Don't worry about my client's status! He'll be out there tonight don't you worry you pretty little ass about it. Cody I'll be in our private locker room, this so-called lady is running my blood pressure up.

{Mr. Maxwell walks off with a anger in each step, leaving Cody with Sienna.}

Cody Starkz: Listen I might be looking for new representation depending how things goes with him, so here's my number and hope you get in touch.

{Cody winks as he puts his number in Sienna's phone. Sienna smirks as she grabs her phone back from Cody.}

Sienna Sharpe: Hmm, well I already represent one Maverick. I guess I could take another one on if necessary. If you finally put him in the retirement home, I’ll make sure to reach out.

{She returns Cody’s wink as she begins to saunter away.}

Cody Starkz: Maxwell better tighten up because that woman has a lot of assets to offer me.

{Cody smiles as he rubs his hands together and walk off to his locker room}

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VOICEOVER:
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! Coming to you LIVE from the MGM Garden Arena! NIGHT! OF! THE IMMORTALS!

{A series of golden fireworks begin shooting off across the stage while "Ready For Combat" by Icon For Hire is playing over the PA! The crowd is in an absolute frenzy while we are preparing to go fully live with NIGHT OF THE IMMORTALS, the biggest spectacle of the year! A video montage begins to play showcasing everything that we have gone through to get us to this point, and it goes in order of the card: La Bolsa and Jason Williams arguing amongst each other before coming to blows in their triple threat against Wraith several weeks ago. The three women fighting to become the number one contender for the IWF Women’s World Championship; Arabella Evers going onto her winning streak, which includes a victory over Caroline Machado; Caroline Machado showing her own heart while she has also been getting more recognition, and finally Diamond Steele…doing whatever it is that Diamond Steele does! The next part shows Jennie Docherty-Rodriguez and Vivienne Rodgers standing, defeated, at the end of the Ironmaiden; it shows several highlights from Jennie jumping Vivienne in the weeks that followed before ultimately having the match ordered in the office belonging to Tara Fenix. Next up is showing Nick Danger, Alek Bronson, Alex Blade fighting amongst themselves, whilst Chris Diamond is shown some of his more recent highlights showcasing his violence. The next one is a little bit longer: we see the rise of Mason Alexander Vanderbilt, and the dominance of Matt Knox! We see everyone that Matt Knox has conquered to get him to this point, and the resilience of MAV as he kicks out from The Thor Punch which immediately got him back into the good graces with victory upon victory to eventually earn him a chance to fight Matt Knox on the show of shows!

The next vignette shows a clip from Thunder Pro Wrestling where Seth Evans and Chris Page get into an intense staredown after Chris Page makes a lewd comment toward Seth’s wife; the two are brawling consistently throughout their promo along with the voiceover of Chris Page…}

CHRIS PAGE:
If you wanted this match! … … … … You had to only ask.

{The two are shown in another intense stare down, but the montage must go on! We see the draw that took place at High Stakes leading to the epic rematch between Vendetta and FSK, Dean Harper and Warren Kane, and their whole story leading up to their Night of the Immortals encounter!

Finally at the Joker in the Pack, we see a lot of the talk that has boiled up between all six of them until eventually we see highlights of the latest Sacrifice’s brawl that had them going all out! This clip ends with a highlight on the Joker in the Pack briefcase. We are now up to Virginia Stepanov and Shelly Diamond, as it highlights the war that these two had at High Stakes! It shows Virginia handing over the Imperial Diamonds Championship to take a chance at becoming the IWF Women’s World Champion, but after a long, grueling battle: Shelly stood tall, but shows Virginia perseverance and winning the Ironmaiden. The final image shown between these two shows Shelly standing tall after winning a match teaming with Wraith to defeat her and JC. Onto the main event! We see clips of everything that JC Keeton had gone through throughout the entire year, before finally capitalizing and becoming the winner of the Roulette… We see clips of Wraith and Ulf fighting, and then Wraith and Nick Knight, and finally the battle between Wraith and JC Keeton begins! The finale for them shows them nose to nose with neither man looking to back down or be intimidated by the other.}

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PRESHOW

Preshow Panel w/ Special Guest: Denzel Porter
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{The camera pans out through the sold out crowd as "Ready For Combat" the theme for Night of The Immortals is blaring. The fans are cheering and waving there signs all about.}

“Danger Zone”
“I’m still mad about the Game of Thrones Finale”,
“Where’s the Dark Triad?”
“I’m just here to see Jennie hit Vivienne with a purple dildo”
“JC council”
“Wraith is unkillable”
“Vendetta done fucked up ”
“The Work supremacy”
“Virginia gonna kill somebody"
"JENNIE COME BUILD LEGOS WITH ME"
"Hi, MOM!"
"NACHOS SUPREME WITH VHODKA!"
"SKAL!"
"RAISE YOUR HORNS!"
"awholelottabit"
"BOLDLYGO!"


{And loads more. The camera pans further and we see the pre-show panel.}

Summer Thompson: HELLO EVERYONE! Welcome to one of high light pay per views and one that I’m sure a lot of fans look forward to every year. Not only do we have a PACKED show tonight–We have a special guest in the form of Denzel Porter!

{Camera pans to Denzel Porter}

Summer Thompson: We have so many title matches! The match that shapes the Night of Immortals for the men’s world title. Welcome to the biggest show of the IWF year guys, gals, and non-binary pals. How are you doing?

{Crowd behind her cheers.}

Summer Thompson: Before we get too far into this, Hi Denzel! Welcome to the show. How are you feeling?

Denzel Porter: Thank you for that incredible introduction and I am excited to be here tonight for IWF Night Of The Immortals!

Summer Thompson: Awesome! So how’s everyone else feeling?

Uriel Black: Always happy to have a paycheck. It’s the biggest night of the year and I’m hoping for something unhinged.

Rayne: You disgust me Uriel. I think honestly that Shelly and Viginia match will be what everyone talks about. But I can go more into that later.

Robert Henderson: I’m just happy we have someone serious on the presow panel for once.

Uriel Black: Hurtful, Robert.

Summer Thompson: Well, let’s dig into it, shall we? First match of the night is Jason Williams vs La Bolsa. Do we have any thoughts on how this match will go?

Denzel Porter: Well Jason Williams is an incredible technical talent who has over 20 years of wrestling knowledge. He knows about every trick and hold to get him out of a situation and it will be hard for La Bolsa take him down even with his amazing luchador style.

Rayne: I think La Bolsa makes the most sense to me. He’s got range and movement.

Uriel Black: I think Jason has a solid chance if he can keep his eye on the ball.

Robert Henderson: Both men are very skilled. I think it will be a close fight but I think La Bolsa has more of a career. I do think he has a chance at winning here.

Summer Thompson: Next we have the battle royal of Arabella Evers vs Diamond Steele vs Caroline Machado. This could be interesting. Thoughts?

Denzel Porter: Diamond Steele is someone I've been following sometime now and every time I see her she's impressive. I have to say she's the favorite to win this match but I won't sleep on Arabella Evers who has improved greatly since she first stepped into the ring. Caroline is the unknown to me and I'll expect her to make me regret that as she could blow my mind when I see her in action.

Rayne: Honestly. Arabella. All the way. I hope she knocks Diamond’s teeth out.

Uriel Black: Caroline has rumors of retirement. Obviously a work to lull her match mates into low expectations.

Robert Henderson: I do believe I agree with Mr. Porter. Diamond is more skilled then anyone gives her credit for. She could surprise us all.

Summer Thompson: Next we have our only hardcore match of the night between Jennie Docherty-Rodriguez vs. Vivienne Rodgers! How exciting is this match going to be? Is there a weapon you expect to make an apperance?

Denzel Porter: I love a good hardcore match and I'll be expect these two competitors trying to do anything to win this match. We could see thumbtacks used as they press into someone's flesh or maybe barbed wire or someone going through a burning table, either way, this match is going to be sick!

Rayne: On the one hand, I don’t care for either of these women. On the other… yeah, fuck it. Jennie all the way.

Uriel Black: Vivienne, just because Rayne picked Jennie.

Robert Henderson: Vivienne might have been trained by some good wrestlers in her history but the truth of the matter is nothing compares to being trained by Tara Fenix. She’s trained may of the people wrestling here tonight. Jennie has a clear advantage.

Summer Thompson: Not the second Battle royale of the night between Nick Danger vs Alek Bronson vs Leo Hemmingway vs Alex Blade vs Chris Diamond… Whose your favorite?

Denzel Porter: I'm going with Nick Danger I love his high flying style and he's always so amazing in the ring.

Rayne: Chris Diamond. All the way. I am here for The Work and nothing more.

Uriel Black: I mean, Nick Danger is the long shot but I love betting on the underdog.

Robert Henderson: All these man could get a victory here. But I feel the best option is likey Alek. He is the strongest of the group and the biggest.

Summer Thompson: Then we have the Television title match between Mason Alexander Vanderbilt vs Matt Knox! Knox has had a strangle hold on the belt since he won it. What do we think the chances of him retaining are?

Denzel Porter: Ok I know I'm about to sound too excited but this match has so much potential to still the show. We know what Matthew The Raven Knox represents, the man ha holding four different Championship belts right now and is one of the best wrestlers on the planet but he going up against a young blood that just has real potential to be a star and believe me this kid is no push over. I saw Mason become Brooklyn Champion when he was in Fight!NYC so he's not scared of the moment and I would not be shocked if he won The Television Championship tonight!

Rayne: I’ve been impressed with Mason. I do think he could honestly do it here tonight.

Uriel Black: Are you high? Knox is the champion and likely will be for the coming months. He just took over PWV and I have no doubt he is going to keep a tight grip on the Television title here.

Robert Henderson: There isn’t an easy answer here and I do think it will obviously be very, very close.

Summer Thompson: Next we have one of our own in Seth Evans against Chris Page. This buildup has been intense.

Denzel Porter: This one is personal as it gets, Chris Page has done things that would make the devil himself look like a saint but he is an exceptional wrestler that could move the needle but I don't think it's going go be enough to take out a man like Seth Evans who's on a mission to not only get a win but revenge.

Rayne: Chris Page. All the way.

Uriel Black: Seth Evans has been working for this. He got suspended over it. He’s putting the work in and coming out the winner.

Robert Henderson: It could go either way.

Summer Thompson: Next we have the tag team belt with the second match of FSK vs Vendetta. If Vendetta wins this match they get to pick the wedding venue of Warren and Dean’s wedding. Not something I’d put on the line but…

Denzel Porter: Yes it's definitely an unusual stipulation but FSK must feel very confident about their chances to win with so much on the line, with that confidence you just have to go with them to get the win.

Rayne: Honestly, I’m just excited to see the blood shed.

Uriel Black: Oh, Dean and Warren all the way.

Robert Henderson: Vendetta was also trained by Tara Fenix. You can not ignore the type of training she gives and the success it usually brings.

Summer Thompson: Now one of my favorite matches of Night of the Immortals. Joker in the pack. Who wins of Stephen Terrella vs James Gilmore vs Rob Diamond vs Nick Knight vs Pax Stormcrow vs Ulf Hednir–and do they interrupt the main event?

Denzel Porter: Nick Knight seems like a hungry individual who will do anything to get a win. He's been knocking on the door of superstar status for sometime now and I believe he's finally going to breakthrough and win this thing.

Rayne: Rob Diamond. Work. All. The. Way.

Uriel Black: Terella is a mean son of a bitch. I have no doubt that he’ll beat someone bloody to get that briefcase.

Robert Henderson: James Gilmore does want to become world champion. This is his best chance to get a leg up and make himself seen.

Summer Thompson: We have what some might argue should be the main event– Virginia Stepanov vs Shelly Diamondfor the women’s world title! How are we feeling about this?

Denzel Porter: No disrespect to Stepanov but Shelly Diamond is just too damn good in the ring. She can hang with anyone on the make and female roster and arguably she deserved to be in the main event!

Rayne: The. Work. All. The. Way.

Uriel Black: Virginia has something to prove. She’s the longest running Imperial Diamond. Fuck the Work. Virginia is here to take the best and toss them down.

Robert Henderson: It’s honestly a bad call. I can’t imagine either women is going to give up lightly.

Summer Thompson: And last but not least,. We have the winner of the roulette JC Keeton vs Wraith for the world title. This has been some intense building up to this show down. We have two second generation wrestlers going head to head. If Shelly and Virginia don’t tear the ring down this match might explode the stadium. Thoughts? Hopes? Will Joker in the Pack effect the winner?

Denzel Porter: Ok here we go people The Main Event of the night that is sure to leave fans with their jaws dropped and in shock with how fantastic this match is going to be. Two exceptional generational superstars are going to collide for the biggest prize in IWF and on the biggest stage this company can provide. I've been going back and forth on this but I can't come to a decision this match is going to come down to the wire!

Rayne: Listen. Wraith is talented. But JC is determined to get a belt.

Uriel Black: We know Wraith can beat Angel, can beat Dean Harper. There is no way he doesn’t take the fight all the way to the bloody end.

Robert Henderson: I do believe JC has the more solid ring awareness and that is what this will come down to more then anything.

Summer Thompson: And that's all the time we have! See you next pay per view y'all! Thank you for coming Denzel.

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SEGMENT
Welcome to NIGHT OF THE IMMORTALS!
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{The cameras cut to the commentators table where Vasco Dias and Terri Morasco are the first ones we see, dressed in the the fanciest business attire they could get together! To give their introductions, they have to talk a little louder than usual as the crowd is continuing to cheer and applaud loudly.}

Vasco Dias: Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for tuning in for NIGHT OF THE IMMORTALS tonight, and this is going to be a big one, folks! A big one, indeed!

Terri Morasco: That is going to be the understatement of the year, Vasco! There are a lot of big names in the house this evening and all of them are here to watch some of the greatest people step into the ring... Look over there, we have the Ramseys'! Todrick Tabor-Ramsey and Austin Ramsey! You can find Austin as one of the managers of The Velvet Rabbit, and both former members of FIGHT.

{The cameras cut over to unveil Todrick and Austin dressed fancy. They give a wave to the camera and Todrick blows a kiss to the camera before the camera angle switches to a cameraman scouring the audience.}

Terri Morasco: We have...Atara Themis and James Raven!

{The camera pans over to unveil a very pregnant Atara Themis sitting beside James Raven. Atara gives a taunting gesture to the camera.}

Terri Morasco: That is Sabin's, or Wraith's, godmother and one of the finest men to walk this planet.

Vasco Dias: Handsome devil. Anyways, we have seen in recent times Wraith is actually using her flying bicycle knee; he calls it the ODE TO APHRODITE as she is The Goddess Incarnate, Aphrodite in the flesh! Truly the most beautiful!

Terri Morasco: Of course, with this being the biggest show of the year, and Sabin defending the World Championship in our main event...you can't have the show without Ashley Miller, and her brother, Bam of XWF, and IIW!

{The camera pans to the front row unveiling both Ashley and Bam Miller; Ashley, like Atara and like Tara, is pregnant.}

Vasco Dias: There's going to be a lot of babies. Just lots of babies!

Terri Morasco: Spring has sprung! But we do have some familiar faces in the audience as well... family members here to support their loved ones. I know that Nick Danger's family is in the house looking to see him be crowned the number one contender for the IWF World Television Championship! We also have former IWF superstar, Nate Fate, sitting alongside his sister, Kacy!

{The camera now pans over to show Nate Fate and Kacy waving at the camera; Nate raises the peace sign to the camera before it finally transitions to the front row where we see BRUCE MCLEOD sitting front row and the crowd pops for the ring veteran!}

Vasco Dias: That's Bruce McLeod! The father of former World Champion, Ulf Hednir, who we will see competing in the Joker in the Pack match. It was earlier this year that Ulf found out Bruce was in fact his father, and it's good to see the father coming to support his son; Bruce McLeod was famous for competing at CW, and is a former Pride Champion there, along with a long list of accolades throughout an illustrious career!

Terri Morasco: Vasco, what do you think the odds are of seeing Bruce come out of retirement and signing with IWF to compete for the Tag Team Titles alongside his son, Ulf?

Vasco Dias: I'm one of those people that I like to say "never say never".

Terri Morasco: Big names in the house, Vasco, and one of the biggest that we have...Chris Page. One of the biggest names across the planet right now, running CCPE, and he is going one on one with our very own Seth Evans in a NO HOLDS BARRED! Call me crazy, Vasco, but I think that has the potential to steal the entire show this evening.

Vasco Dias: Just think of the kinds of doors that opens, Terri! Should Chris Page decide to stick around for more than just a one-off on the biggest show of the year, we could see him face some of the biggest names that this industry has ever known... Dream matches! I would love to see him return to face some of the people that he has not had the chance to fight throughout his illustrious career, and to fight people that never fought him. But as big of a name as he is, there are two matches that will not be outshone, I'm afraid. That is Virginia Stepanov and Shelly Diamond, round two! This is going to be a two out of three falls, and Virginia has tried, Terri, she has tried, and tried, and tried to become the IWF Women's World Champion but it has eluded her for so long! Unfortunately, I'm going to go ahead and say that it's going to continue to elude her tonight.

Terri Morasco: See, I think you're looking at the glass as half-empty, but I think every loss has gotten Virginia hungrier! She's looking to finally take this big win! She's looking to finally take this title! It's not going to be an easy task, but I think she is finally going to take the title tonight.

Vasco Dias: The other match that I do not believe will be outshone by those two is WRAITH and JC KEETON! That is going to be a good one...a GREAT ONE! An instant classic! Terri, this year is the year that we have had two of the YOUNGEST people to take the main event of Night of the Immortals. Wraith, as we all know, is the youngest IWF Men's World Champion in the history of the IWF, but JC Keeton is not that much older...I believe it's four years that separate these two, and together, that makes them easily the youngest to ever main event Night of the Immortals.

Terri Morasco: That's going to be a tough one, and I really don't even want to get into who's going to do what. JC Keeton is going to have his father, Jake, in his corner, and that could be the experience factor that he needs if he coaches him; if he listens to him. 

Vasco Dias: I think these people are in for a treat tonight with some of these matches, and we are kicking things off with LA BOLSA and JASON WILLIAMS starting at 3:00 EST! We are just a few minutes away, folks!

[Jess Fowler]

SEGMENT
The show WILL NOT go on!

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{While everyone is awaiting what is supposed to be the first match of the evening, “All I Do Is Win” by DJ Khaled is playing across the PA and Cody Starkz alongside Mr. Maxwell. Mr. Maxwell already has a microphone in his hand; Cody Starkz is dressed for competition!}

Vasco Dias: Well, I can’t say I disagree with seeing THE MAVERICK come out here, but I am wondering what’s going on…

Mr. Maxwell: What happened last week is a TRAVESTY! My client, Cody Starkz, should be coming into the biggest event of the year as the IWF World Television Champion, not some schmuck named MATT KNOX!

{Mr. Maxwell is leading the way as the music cuts already, and he continues talking while walking. Cody walks right behind him.}

Terri Morasco: But last week wasn’t even a title match…

Mr. Maxwell: Mr. Knox was TOO AFRAID to fight my client in a title match because he knew that meant that Cody Starkz would have fought harder to ensure that he walked out as the champion! WITHOUT EVEN TRYING, Cody should have won last week! That no good dirty cheat, Knox, STOLE VICTORY and…

{Mr. Maxwell walks up the ramp and instructs Cody to enter the ring; he does so and begins to stretch and warm himself up inside of the ring.}

Mr. Maxwell: The IWF UNJUSTLY kept my client off of tonight’s card! And we ARE NOT going to sit around and take that, and so we are in this ring…right here…right now…and my client is not leaving until he has a match! WE HAVE ALL NIGHT!

Terri Morasco: What does that mean for the show?

Vasco Dias: It means–

{A lot of the people in the audience are starting to boo Cody Starkz and Mr. Maxwell, but Mr. Maxwell holds his head high and is unwavering with his demand.}

Vasco Dias: It means this show doesn’t happen until we get him a match!

{Without further ado, the crowd goes into a loud cheer for Mr. Happy as he emerges from behind the curtains! He is ready to go, and doesn’t even wait for his music; he just barrels toward the ring and the crowd is rallying him to take the fight to Cody Starkz!}

Terri Morasco: We have a new opener!

{Mr. Maxwell ducks to the far side of the ring, and barks a few orders at Cody Starkz; Cody looks ready for a fight. A referee comes running past Mr. Happy, and slides into the ring, and Mr. Happy slides under the bottom rope and gets into the ring! The bell sounds before Mr. Happy can even get to his feet, and the moment he does PRIMETIME FINISH! Cody covers Mr. Happy following his finishing maneuver, and the referee blinks momentarily before counting.}


ONE!


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TWO!


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THREE!


{Cody springs to his feet and the referee holds his hand up in the air. Mr. Happy rolls to the outside of the ring.}

Alison Valance: Your winner, by way of pin fall: THE MAVERICK! CODY! STARKZ!

Terri Morasco: Well, he got his match.

{Before his music can play, Mr. Maxwell is already hollering.}

Mr. Maxwell: You see?! You see what my client can do?! WE ARE NOT LEAVING until Cody Starkz is ENTERED into the IWF WORLD TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH! We are going to have a rematch with MR. KNOX, and with the FAKE MAVERICK! WE ARE NOT LEAVING!

{The crowd boos loudly at Mr. Maxwell, but he doesn’t have to wait long: “I Hate U” by Boston Manor is playing and the crowd goes into another uproar when Nick Danger emerges from behind the curtains! He makes a beeline for the ring, and Cody looks ready for a fight– but Mr. Maxwell is shouting something at him, and just as Nick Danger slides into the ring, Cody Starkz slides out of the ring, and the duo begin to retreat up the ramp.}

Mr. Maxwell: You know what? YOU KNOW WHAT? You people DO NOT deserve a second Cody Starkz match! He came out here tonight! He CAME! He SAW! He CONQUERED! And you, Nick Danger, you got yourself involved in something that didn’t concern you!

{Nick Danger is calling Mr. Maxwell and Cody Starkz back down to the ring, but Mr. Maxwell is holding Cody Starkz back and telling him not to bother… The crowd cheers for Nick Danger as he parades inside of the ring and is still waiting for them to come back down and answer his own challenge.}

Vasco Dias: That was an interesting start…

Terri Morasco: It sure was something, and well…thank you, Nick Danger!

{An advertisement for Night of the Immortals begins to play highlighting the main event.}

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SEGMENT
Gender Reveal!

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{The crowd is waiting in silent anticipation for the next scheduled event when Alison Valance suddenly makes an announcement…}

Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen!

{While she is in the middle of the announcement, “Booty Wurk” by T-Pain and Joey Galaxy begins to play over the PA and the crowd gives a cheer when Ricky Rodriguez, and Jennie Docherty-Rodriguez, who will be competing later in the evening, emerge from behind the curtains. Ricky has a duffel bag in one hand, and his other arm around his wife while showboating and a series of pyros go off while Ricky and Jennie stand in the fog shooting toward them as well as basking in the golden pyros overhead.}

Alison Valance: IT IS TIME! Coming down to the ring, on his way to unveil to the world the gender of Tara Docherty, and Angel Blake…he is the current Zion Gatekeeper Champion: RICKY! ROD-RI-GUEZ!

{The crowd cheers louder while Ricky continues to soak it in. Him and Jennie share some inaudible words with each other, but it’s all smiles on both of their faces as they start walking down toward the ring. Ricky is handed a microphone as he walks past one of the crew members, and gets into the ring; he then nods his head excitedly.}

Ricky Rodriguez: LAS VEGAS!

{The crowd cheers.}

Ricky Rodriguez: They have quite the show panned out for you, don’t they? Alottabit–

{Ricky points to a fan sign that has one of his signature catch phrases written on it. “Alottabit”.}

Ricky Rodriguez: I see you! Anyways, let me just say that it was an honor for my sister-in-law to entrust me with this, and I didn’t want to let them down… So without further ado: let’s find out what they’re having!

{Ricky looks like he’s about to get underway, but immediately stops when nothing happens.}

Ricky Rodriguez: Tara, Angel, and family… That means I need all of y’all to come on down!

{There is no music to cue, as there are just too damn many of them! Tara, Angel, Sabin, Ashley, Dean, Warren, Hayleigh, Edward, Damian, all come down to the ring; Tara is standing between her son and grandson holding both of their hands while everyone else is shuffling their feet and standing behind her. Inside the ring, Ricky and Jennie clap their hands for the rest of the family to join them, and then Ricky steps forward to hold the ropes open for everybody; Tara is the first to enter, followed by Damian, Edward, Hayleigh, Angel, and then the rest come in in no particular order.}

Ricky Rodriguez: Alright, so here’s the idea…

{Ricky says while putting the duffel bag down and beginning to dig through it; he takes out a solid black ball along with a wiffleball bat and walks over to Tara…}

Ricky Rodriguez: This is simple! Tara! All you have to do is throw…this ball…straight while– all of you, back up, back up!

{Ricky gestures them over to the ropes on one side, but pulls Angel away from the crowd.}

Ricky Rodriguez: Except for you!

{Ricky hands him the wiffleball bat, and Angel looks at Ricky with the idea to hit him with it.}

Ricky Rodriguez: There’s no bonus points for hitting me, so get that out of your head!

{Ricky digs through the bag and grabs one more thing; he sneaks over to Jennie and hands her something while she backs toward one of the ropes…she nods her head to Ricky to let her know that she’s ready.}

Ricky Rodriguez: Alright! So Tara, you’re just going to throw the ball toward Angel…now don’t bean him with it! It probably…I don’t think it’ll hurt, but you don’t wanna bean him, right? Right? And Angel! You’re just going to swing. And all of you: STAY AWAY FROM THE TURNBUCKLES!

{He says quite sternly while backing up toward his wife. He looks back and forth at everyone and makes sure the turnbuckles are clear.}

Ricky Rodriguez: Throw-the-ball! Throw-the-ball! Throw-the-ball!

{Ricky begins a chant that quickly catches on with the crowd as they are chanting for Tara to throw the ball toward Angel; Angel holds the bat in his hands as if he were in the major leagues and nods over to Tara… She does an underhanded throw toward Angel, and Angel swings with full force! BOOM! An explosion is heard, as the ball explodes into a mist…whilst simultaneously, confetti starts raining from the rafters! Fire shoots out from each of the turnbuckles, which would be why he told them to stay away from the turnbuckles: all of it PINK! Celebratory music is beginning to play, as the Imperitron shows an image…}

{Balloons start flying up toward the rafters, and many of them begin popping as Ricky is standing in place but directing things as if he were a composer directing musicians. Everything around Angel and Tara seems to cease, as the two just look toward each other. For those of you who can read lips at home, Tara says inaudibly:}

Tara Fenix: We’re having a girl?

{Angel nods. Tara moves forward to Angel and embraces him with a hug, and the crowd is cheering for them while Ricky takes a bow for his own masterpiece, and Jennie claps excitedly. The family all closes in around them.}

Ricky Rodriguez: It’s all biodegradable, by the way! I know how Tara is about the environment…

{Ricky says into the microphone as the scene fades out to an advertisement for the upcoming IWF 2K23 coming out this November! The advertisements run long enough to give the crew time to clean up the mess that was created.}

[Jess Fowler]

SINGLES MATCH
Jason Williams vs La Bolsa


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{A mariachi band stands at the entrance ramp, playing a nice tune off the Spanish guitars.

Coming down the stage are dozens and dozens of people wearing paper bags on their heads. They line up down the entrance way, standing solemnly as they await the man himself.

The mariachi tones flare up again as the band begins to play Besuit Vergarabat's "La Bolsa". Out comes La Bolsa! The paper bag luchador spreads his arms out wide to the massive Vegas audience as the band plays him down to the ring.

Once inside, he takes a moment to soak it all in before his legion of bag people toss their paper bags into the ring. He is showered in a sea of brown paper as he kneels down, letting the crowd enjoy the sight.}

Vasco Dias: Here's La Bosla!

Terri Morasco: This is one that has some bad blood where one is just...he's viewed as a joke, and the other is taking offense to it!

{The wait for Jason Williams’ arrival seems like it shall stretch on a little longer than usual, as instead of the damning noise that accompanies the opening notes of the Englishman’s recognised theme song, instead…

The stage experiences a momentary blackout, calm silence filling the air before a sudden wash of sparkling light is cast down upon a choir group outfitted in dark regalia. Within the blink of an eye they begin, a gaggle of voices combining in perfect unity.

‘And did those feet in ancient time,
Walk upon England’s mountain green?
And was the holy Lamb of God,
On England’s pleasant pastures seen?’

There’s further movement upon the stage, though it transpires within the unknown darkness of the unlit sections.

‘And did the countenance divine,
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here,
Among those dark satanic mills?’

The choir falls silent, though only long enough for further light to be shed upon the stage, exposing so much more than a choir group. The orchestra, for a start, is quick to jump into the next line, its canty cacophony of sound melting together with the words of the singers.

‘Bring me my bow of burning gold!’

A dozen archers take aim from out of the darkness…

‘Bring me my arrows of desire!’

…And a chorus of blazing arrows sail overhead, sinking (safely) into a sensibly fire-proof target.

‘Bring me my spear, O clouds, unfold!’

A pair of glittering spears that shimmer in the light begin to twirl, their masterful wielders coming into focus with tantalising tricks that tip-toe into artistry.

‘Bring me my chariot of fire!’

A figure donning a crown of gold staggers into view, bloodied and beaten from what could only ever be the grueling aftermath of a fierce battle. His sword shines, a miraculous blade… some would say it looks magical, in fact.

‘I will not cease from mental fight,
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand!’

The figure crosses the stage, moving past the choir, the orchestra, the archers and the spearmen…

…Stopping in front of a large rock prop. He holds his sword into the air, and after a second’s hesitation…

‘Till we have built Jerusalem,
In England's green and pleasant land!’

He plunges the sword into the stone, leaving his sacred weapon to slumber until a new master comes calling. The lights cut out completely.

Silence.

At long last, the recognised heavy thumping noise that is Kari Sigurddsson’s Fifth Column begins to thunder around the arena - the stage is graced by a spotlight once more.

Jason Williams looks dressed for the battlefield more so than a wrestling ring, suited up in glittering plate armour as he is pulled out into the light by a horse-led chariot. The two maidens accompanying him are the first to step out, and then he too climbs down from the vehicle.

Jason takes a moment to glance over the massive crowd gathered for tonight’s show, his lips settling into a small smile as he begins to approach the resting place of that sword that featured just earlier…

Jason places both hands on the hilt and, with one decisive tug, wrenches Excalibur free from the stone. He waves it around in the light before sliding it into his scabbard, it settles nicely beside the Carnwennan that hangs from his arm, whilst Rhongomyniad remains strapped to his back.

Vasco Dias: ‘Though some would argue that he has been lost to the trappings of this industry, though you can make an argument that he has been corrupted beyond measure, and though you can absolutely condemn his actions of late…’

‘Jason Williams is one of the most storied, most experienced veterans this industry has to offer. Preston, Krakov, Mexico City, Toulouse, Canberra, Sapporo, Turin - you name a location on this planet and it is likely that this global gladiator has battled upon that city’s soil.’

‘Despite all of this, until this point, it has been THIS stage that has alluded Jason Williams. For so very long the question seemed to be WHEN he would get his chance at Night of the Immortals, and finally, in his immaculate maturity, it is Showtime for Jason Williams at this historic event!’

{Jason clambers into the ring, throwing La Bolsa a stern glance before walking over to his corner. Those aforementioned maidens have their work cut out of them as they begin to remove all of Jason’s armour - finally, beneath all of the metal and leather, Jason bears red wrestling gear accented by stripes of white and gold.

The veteran places a final kiss upon the holy metal of Excalibur before handing it away - he does not need holy weapons to claim victory in this battle.}

{Finally, the bell sounds, and the first battle of the warscape that is the Night of Immortals begins in earnest. Jason locks eyes with his foe, staring through the holes of that ridiculous paper bag mask with venomous distaste. It is clear for Williams that he must deal with his foe in a prompt and brutal fashion, killing this absurd feud in its cradle.

Both competitors take a step towards the centre of the ring, that step becomes two, then three, and before long they are within an arm’s reach of one another.

Jason… offers a handshake.

La Bolsa takes a step with great hesitance. A handshake to begin the match would represent a mutual honor and respect between the two opponents, something he is familiar with during his days in Mexico. He extends his hand to Williams, cautious yet willing to reciprocate this sign of respect.

A nice, wide smile creeps onto Jason’s face as he takes La Bolsa’s hand…

…And very quickly wrenches on his opponent’s arm! Twisting and maneuvering the limb with ruthless intent, Jason brings Bolsa to a knee courtesy of a stern kick to the back of his right leg, before beginning to set up the Armbar! It would seem that he wishes to end this immediately, though…

Bolsa rolls through, making sure to not let his arm get captured this early. An Armbar at any stage could mean certain defeat if applied as expertly as Jason does. With his arm still in Jason’s clutches, Bolsa quickly changes the momentum, grabbing ahold of his opponent’s arm this time. He goes behind, wrenching Jason’s arm in a hammerlock. Forcing him towards the ropes, Bolsa Irish Whips Williams to the other side of the ring.

Jason rebounds back and slams right into a dropkick from Bolsa, knocking the Englishman to the canvas. Williams promptly rolls out of the ring beneath the bottom rope, ensuring that his jaw isn’t broken with one hand and slamming a fist against the nearby announce desk with the other.

It would be fair to say that Williams was not expecting such a piece of offence, but he certainly isn’t expecting what comes next.

The fans begin to rise to their feet, as they know what’s coming next. With Jason on the outside, La Bolsa rebounds off the ropes and attempts a suicide dive to the outside!

Though he may not have anticipated it, Jason is a master of improvisation, and within the second or so that he gets a sight of an airborne Bolsa, he constructs and then executes a counter attack. He does not dodge or attempt to flee the incoming luchador-shaped missile, instead, he wrenches Bolsa out of the sky by gripping his extended right arm, pulling off a breathtaking transition into the Armbar that he’d attempted only moments ago!

It would be borderline impossible for Bolsa to account for such a reversal, and at the second attempt he finds himself slammed to the floor and successfully caught in the Armbar! Jason wrenches violently on the arm, caring little for the fact that any submission out here wouldn’t even count.

A few vicious cranks on the arm later and Jason finally relinquishes the hold, leaving his adversary’s left arm in a rather questionable state of operation.

Relishing in his own brilliance, Jason takes a moment to himself, raising an arm in the air as he shoves his technical excellence in the face of each and every stupid fan at ringside.

Bolsa leans back against the guard barrier, clutching at his left arm. He tries to shake some feeling back into his possibly injured arm as he paces around the ringside area. So far, things are not looking too hot for the luchador.

He wildly swings at Jason, a few of the shots landing to the face and chest. Bolsa throws a knife-edge chop to his opponent, an audible smack being heard upon contact. He throws another, which also lands. However, a third time is not the charm as Williams swiftly ducks the strike. Deciding to throw caution to the wind, Bolsa hops up on the guard barrier. After a brief second of gaining his balance, he dives off the barrier with a moonsault to the floor.

Williams is wiped out by the Moonsault - Bolsa proceeds to throw him into the ring and go for a cover. Obviously, it’s going to take far more than that to keep Williams down a three count. Intent on retaining his momentum, Bolsa subjects Jason to a flurry of rapid offence, denying the veteran the more methodical pace that he prefers to operate at. Unfortunately, such a strategy comes with its obvious risks, and when Jason sees an opening…

He takes it. A crunching knee to the stomach stops the luchador dead in his tracks, and ‘Showtime’ seizes upon the opportunity to slow the pace down in an instant - it is difficult for someone to fly when they are trapped on the canvas, after all.

A creeping sense of dread begins to creep into the arena as, inevitably, Jason establishes control over the match, wearing Bolsa down with various pieces of chain wrestling offence. Despite the bagged-man’s attempts, he once again finds himself pinned to the floor with his legs contorted into a painful pretzel of suffering.

La Bolsa pounds his fist on the mat, trying to fight through the torturous pain of Jason’s submissions. Slowly, the crowd responds with rhythmic claps, willing Bolsa to get closer and closer to the ropes. Clawing, dragging, anything to break the hold. Eventually, Bolsa gets a hand upon the rope, waiting for the referee to take action as Williams cranks on the submission.

Unsurprisingly, Jason uses up every bit of the referee’s five count before finally releasing his grasp on Bolsa. He strides around the ring once more, flashing a smirk before approaching Bolsa for a fresh wave of attacks…

A kick to the gut halts Jason momentarily. While he is stunned, Bolsa reaches into trunks and pulls out, what else, a paper bag! He places it over Jason’s head and gestures for a DDT… but he stops. No, this won’t do. This is the biggest stage, so he must be bolder. Acting quickly, Bolsa tucks Jason’s head down and grabs him at the waist. Lifting him up, he spikes his head down to the canvas with a brutal piledriver!

As you can imagine, getting piledrived onto your skull leaves you rather rocked, though Jason still has the wherewithal to kick out at two. Bolsa is afforded his own period of dominance, but in what must be a frustrating turn of events for the Luchador, he can’t quite put his veteran opponent away.

Having taken some time to coast and recover, Jason turns the tide with a well-timed headbutt that leaves both men in a spot of bother. Regardless, it is this break that gives Jason time to plan his next sequence of attacks, a flurry of stiff strikes and fluid grappling that floors Bolsa.

In all honesty, Jason is furious that his opponent has the gall to prolong this contest - he simply must be put down. Before that, though, it is time to find out who this opponent truly is…

Wrenching the dazed Bolsa into a seated position, Jason brings his hands to the top of Bolsa’s bag-mask… and pulls it off!

A shocked hush falls over the crowd as Bolsa tries to cover up his face… but he turns back to face Jason. He has another bag underneath! As Jason looks rather confused, Bolsa grabs his wrist and scales to the top rope. Still holding onto the wrist, the luchador walks the top rope before coming down with a tornado DDT! He goes for a cover…}

One!

Two!

Th-

Jason gets his shoulder up, though it instantly crashes back down to the canvas as soon as he’s broken the count. He had a SECOND BAG underneath the first, it’s so immensely stupid and yet that bagged moron is capable of pulling off a move like that? Jesus Christ.

Bolsa knows he has to keep up the offence or risk another crucial counter from Jason. He quickly brings Williams to his feet before putting him on his shoulders. He pivots around in a circle, going faster and faster as he begins to do the airplane spin!

Jason scrambles in a desperate attempt to escape, not too keen on the dizzying destruction that is the almighty Airplane Spin! After around seven rotations he finally pulls off a classy counter, finding yet another way to transition to the Armbar - though Bolsa is able to simply collapse towards the ropes, demanding a release without too much damage being done.

Wearily, both men climb to their feet. Jason strikes first, clocking Bolsa with a stiff elbow strike across the nose.

Bolsa stumbles back, staggering before hitting a forearm to Jason's jaw. He follows it up with another vicious-sounding chop to the chest.

Jason takes a moment to rub a hand against his chest, grimacing in pain. He responds with a chop of his own.

Another chop from Bolsa draws a little bit of blood from Jason's chest. He throws out a few forearms to the face, trying to wear his opponent down with overwhelming strikes.

Jason staggers back slightly, though is quick to respond with another sharp elbow across Bolsa’s cheek - this one drawing blood. A little patch of red begins to seep through the paper bag.

La Bolsa puts a hand up to his bag, feeling the blood coming through the thin paper. He drew blood, even through the mask. Lurching forward, he lands a headbutt on Williams.

Jason falls back against the ropes as he brings a hand to his forehead, his skull screaming in pain from the bludgeoning assault of La Bolsa. He fights through the agony, however, and quickly retorts by storming forwards with a running kick to the midsection. Chaining together something of a combination now, Jason follows up with multiple elbows, another kick to the leg, and once more, he attempts to drag Bolsa to the floor for the Armbar.

This latest occasion is far too telegraphed to work out, however, and Bolsa is able to avoid it without too much bother. Now it is the luchador’s turn to light Jason up with strikes - eventually, both men rebound off of the ropes and take the other down with flying clotheslines!

As Jason rises to his feet with help from the ropes, Bolsa lies still on the mat. The veteran begins to pounce on this golden opportunity, but Bolsa kips up! Jason takes a back step in shock as Bolsa goes for a rolling forearm. He ducks as Bolsa uses his momentum to rebound into the ropes. As he does, Jason counters with an Imanari roll, capturing his leg!}

{Having taken the leg, it is time for Jason to unleash what he has held in reserve for so very long. In truth he’d never expected to need it against La Bolsa, but this masked bastard has certainly shown that beneath all of his ridiculous swaggering, there is a talented wrestler there.

In a flash of brutal elegance Jason locks in the Heel Hook, beginning to crush Bolsa’s heel within his grasp. Though the luchador fights with all of his heart to escape, he finds himself far away from the ropes and with no chance of countering the hold - it is too tightly applied.

With the agonising blanket of pain settling over him, and with the risk of long-term injury increasing with each passing second, Bolsa is left with no choice.

Alison Valance: Your winner! By way of submission! JASON! WILLIAMS!

Perhaps it’s out of some newfound respect, or perhaps he merely does not wish to taint his victory with a messy aftermath, but Jason releases the hold the second the bell goes. He shuffles away from Bolsa, staring the Luchador down for a moment before climbing back to his feet.

He raises a triumphant fist into the air.}

[Jess Fowler]

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SEGMENT
He has arrived!

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{The camera transitions to the parking garage; the camera is angled low to the ground, while a vehicle is coming directly toward it… Closer, and closer, and closer, until the brakes give a slight squeal and the vehicle comes to a stop with the camera focused on the front license plate: CCPE. The crowd gives a mild cheer, and the camera transitions to another nearby camera while the chauffeur opens the door and Chris Page along with his wife, Candice Wolf-Page, come out from the limousine; Page fixes his jacket upon stepping out.}

CHRIS PAGE: Keep her running. This won’t take long.

{Chris Page says smugly; he stands momentarily to wait for Candice so they stand side by side, and the two lock hands whilst walking into the MGM Garden Arena where Chris Page is scheduled to compete against Seth Evans later in the evening.}

VASCO DIAS: The man is here! Chris Page has entered the building!

TERRI MORASCO: The show started hours ago. He’s a little bit late.

VASCO DIAS: You don’t tell Chris Page when to be somewhere! He shows up precisely when he means to!

TERRI MORASCO: So Gandalf?

VASCO DIAS: Nerd.

[Jess Fowler]

WOMEN'S BATTLE ROYAL

1K RP Word Limit

Winner receives a future title shot

Arabella Evers vs Diamond Steele vs Caroline Machado


"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: Caroline Machado is here looking to get a big win here tonight! She’s been on a roll, but a recent loss to Arabella at Sacrifice has slowed some of her momentum.

Terri Morasco: Caroline is still a heavy favorite to win this one!

{Diamond and the Gem Stones begins to blare all across the sound system and as it does we are able to see the likes of the Gem Stones playing on a tron. Ruby, Emerald, and Sapphire are all playing various instruments as we are able to see Diamond Steele emerging from the curtain with a microphone in her hand. She sings as loudly as she can to the sound of roaring boos. Diamond smirks as she just sings loudly which results in even more cheers. Diamond finally makes it to the ring and she quickly runs up the ring steps as she grabs the turnbuckle as hard as she can. She immediately leap frogs over the ropes and bounces about before she points at the crowd who cheers louder than before. She waves at them off as she throws the microphone to the side. She smirks as she opens up a pocket mirror and takes a moment to admire how beautiful her hair is as she waits for the match to begin.}

Vasco Dias: Diamond Steele here again… She’s got all the potential in the world if she would just come here and show some of it!

Terri Morasco: You’re not wrong there, and she was selected by Denzel Porter as his personal favorite for this one.

{“The house lights dim throughout the arena. Suddenly, the arena is engulfed in a pink highlighted light. Almost instantly, the sounds of Poppy’s “Chic Chick” come over the PA system. The fans in attendance begin to ecstatically cheer as the name Arabella Evers comes over the titantron. With cheers continuing to exalt from the crowd, Arabella emerges from behind the curtain with a giant smile on her beautiful face. Standing at the top of the entrance way, The Bella The Ball places her hands onto her hips. After a moment, she moves her hands inward, letting the trane of her gear fall to the entrance way. She throws her hands into the air, precisely at the moment that her manager Sienna Sharpe appears behind her. Evers turns her attention to Sienna, letting off a quick smirk. She then bends over, dazzling the crowd with a quick hair flip. Turning her body, she allows the crowd to get a good look at her gear bottoms adorned with the letters “BTB”. After a moment of letting the audience soak in her backside, Sienna Sharpe brushes past Arabella. Turning back towards the audience, Arabella begins to walk down to the ring. As she passes down the aisle, she greets and slaps hands with the fans near the barricades. A smile still beams across her beautiful face as she finally makes it down to ringside.

Arabella quickly dashes around the ring, finding the right side of the apron. She quickly climbs onto the ring apron, and stands on the center of it. She places her hand on the middle rope, and turns her head towards the audience. Slowly , she drops herself into a split position on the apron. As the fans continue to cheer, she takes a moment to soak it in. Then, she slides underneath the bottom rope. She finds herself in the center of the ring as she hops back up to her feet. She lets her hands once again fall onto her hips as she awaits the start of the match-up.}

Vasco Dias: Arabella Evers! She had a slow start and missed her chance to get into the Ironmaiden, but she has been on a roll ever since!

Terri Morasco: She has been unstoppable since getting that fire lit under her butt, and you have to imagine she has the most momentum going into this match.

{The bell sounds and the trio dash for the center of the ring; Caroline and Arabella have instant chemistry when they lock arms and take Diamond Steele down with a double clothesline!}

Vasco Dias: Caroline and Arabella working together?

Terri Morasco: Get rid of the weak link.

{Diamond pops back to her feet, and is met with a swift kick from Arabella, and Caroline takes Diamond down with a double leg takedown! Arabella follows in with an elbow drop; meanwhile, Caroline springs back to her feet and comes down with her own elbow drop! Arabella repeats! Caroline repeats! Arabella! Caroline! Arabella! Caroline! Arabella Caroline! Arabella finally lands a leg drop across Diamond, and then Caroline starts to pick her up while Arabella backs to the corner and climbs up to the second rope…}

Vasco Dias: These two are just picking apart Diamond Steele!

{Arabella leaps from the second rope as Caroline shoves Diamond forward, and Arabella connects with 4-EVER ARABELLA! Arabella rolls her over and hooks the leg:}


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Alison Valance: DIAMOND STEELE has been ELIMINATED!


{While Tommy Knocker is trying to get Diamond out of the ring, Caroline immediately begins to attack Arabella. Some clubbing blows from Caroline slow Arabella with getting to her feet, but she fights through before finally standing up; Arabella is able to counter one of Caroline’s punches and now the crowd is cheering while Arabella is riding her own momentum after landing her finishing move and eliminating Diamond Steele from the match. Arabella battles her back against the corner and then commits to landing several standing clotheslines against her into the corner.

Arabella continues the onslaught for a few more, but then Caroline is able to duck underneath and shoves Arabella into the corner so her stomach is against the pads; Caroline is relentless with elbows to Arabella’s ribs and spine, and Arabella is trying to wriggle herself out of the corner…Caroline holds her there while continuously raining in shots, and then finally pulls Arabella away from the corner before picking her up and taking her down with a waistlock takedown; Caroline circles around and gets her into a front headlock and tries to wrench the hold tightly.

Arabella is able to get an arm up to prevent Caroline from getting the hold fully locked in, and is finally able to squeeze out…she backs up to a kneeling position while Caroline gets up, and Caroline charges in only to be met with a stiff front kick from Arabella! Arabella grabs her around the waist before sailing her over with a beautiful Northern Lights Suplex and keeps the bridge to go for the cover.}


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{Caroline kicks out!}

Vasco Dias: Caroline and Arabella have been pretty vicious since narrowing this down quickly to just the two of them.

Terri Morasco: But both of them are pretty fresh, and Caroline did try to quickly capitalize.

Vasco Dias: All’s fair in this one! Every woman for herself!

{Arabella wastes no time with getting to her feet, but Caroline is right behind her; Arabella throws a right hand, but Caroline reverses! The momentum shifts into the favor of Caroline as she throws a series of strikes and battles Arabella until she’s up against the ropes, and then she sends Arabella off to the opposite side…Caroline looks to collide with her in the center of the ring but Arabella comes back and hits DEM CAKES!

Arabella makes the cover:}


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{Caroline kicks out!}

Vasco Dias: That was a close call!

Terri Morasco: Incredibly!

{Arabella becomes frustrated by the second kick out, and picks Caroline back up while simultaneously hitting several strikes to keep her staggering…while Caroline is still being picked up, she surprises Arabella with a knee! Caroline immediately places her into a front headlock before jumping up and taking her down with Seis espigões de pacote (Six Pack Spike), a spinning tornado DDT!}

Vasco Dias: What a comeback!

Terri Morasco: She hit her out of nowhere with that one, and Arabella looks done after that.

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{Arabella gets her shoulder up!}

Vasco Dias: A shot at either Shelly or Virginia is on the line, and neither woman wants to give up!

Terri Morasco: They’re fighting with everything they have.

{Caroline now takes her turn to pick Arabella up and scoops her up to take her down with a scoop slam! Caroline immediately puts her into a reverse chinlock and is calling for her to tap out while Tommy Knocker is checking on her, but Arabella is refusing to tap out…it takes Arabella a couple of seconds, but she finally does wriggle free and get to a standing position while Caroline is transitioning this into a side headlock; Arabella throws a couple of stiff elbows to Caroline’s midsection and then lifts her up and drops her down with a back suplex! Arabella gets up and drops down for an elbow drop then hooks the far leg…}

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{Caroline kicks out!}

Vasco Dias: The back and forth is pretty intense. Both of these women are going at a fast pace.

{Arabella gets Caroline into a side headlock on the ground and uses her free hand to start pummeling away on her! Tommy Knocker turns his back to pretend like he doesn’t notice anything going on… After several shots, Arabella finally does get up and goes to the nearest corner.}

Terri Morasco: She could be going for the 4-EVER ARABELLA, the same move that took Diamond out of the match!

{Caroline gets to her feet and stumbles toward Arabella as she dives off the ropes for 4-EVER ARABELLA!

Caroline avoids it!

Arabella lies on her back momentarily, but Caroline looks to take advantage of it; she stands over Arabella and takes one of her arms before getting her locked into CAVAR! CAVAR! CAVAR! The triangle choke has Arabella struggling while Tommy Knocker is now checking again to see if she would like to tap out, but Arabella is refusing; Arabella manages to roll Caroline up in the process and Tommy Knocker starts counting:}

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{Caroline rolls her shoulder up at the last second, but still has the hold in.}

Vasco Dias: Arabella was just a millisecond away from stealing that one away, but look at the toughness of Caroline… She’s still holding that choke in, and it looks like Arabella may be fading!

Terri Morasco: She’s in a world of trouble right now!

{Arabella is looking around to find the ropes, and Caroline is trying to keep her grounded but it’s too late! Arabella stretches her arm forward and gets to the ropes! Now Tommy Knocker is willing to look the other way, but Caroline does let go; while getting up, Caroline takes Arabella down with a double leg take down, and flips over her, rolling her up in the process:}

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{Arabella kicks out!}

Vasco Dias: Another close call!

Terri Morasco: Caroline doesn’t look too happy…

{Caroline and Arabella get to their feet again, but this time, Caroline is the quicker of the two and comes in out of nowhere with Ace de serviço (Service Ace), an RKO! Caroline rolls Arabella up into a cover and holds on for dear life while Tommy Knocker makes the count.}

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THREE!


Alison Valane: Your winner! By way of pinfall! CAROLINE! MACHADO!

{“Levitating” by Dua Lipa begins to play and Caroline springs to her feet throwing her arms up in the air in success! Tommy Knocker doesn’t even get a chance to raise her arms up when she runs to the nearest corner and is cheering in front of the fans!}

[Jess Fowler]

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SEGMENT
Congratulations from Kat Jones!

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{Backstage. Tara sits inside of her office which has been filled with many objects designed for baby girls, and she is browsing through her phone as the notification is continuously going off with people congratulating her on the announcement. While browsing, the phone rings and interrupts her…Tara taps the screen on her phone, as the camera finds an angle behind her to unveil Kat Jones of XWF, and SCW on the screen; she’s wearing a cap and trying to hold the phone steady on her end.}

Kat Jones: Heeey!

Tara Fenix: Hey! I wasn’t expecting your call!

Kat Jones: Did you really think that I wasn’t going to call to congratulate you?!

Tara Fenix: I knew you would, I just knew you were also busy today.

Kat Jones: I have some time to kill. It looks like you’ve had a pretty killer show so far! I’ve been watching what I can on the stream… Your sister absolutely killed it!

Tara Fenix: She did a great job, (but it wasn’t enough). [Pending on results!] You look pretty exhausted. I wish you could’ve made tonight’s show! There’s the VIP section. A lot of people have come out tonight.

Kat Jones: I would be there if I could, but I have another show to do.

Tara Fenix: It sounds like we’re heading to Greece tomorrow. If you want to go.

Kat Jones: I think I’ve had my fair share of Greece.

Tara Fenix: It’ll be fun!

Kat Jones: I’ll let you know.

{There’s some commotion coming from the other end, and Kat looks up while raising a finger as if to ask someone to give her a moment.}

Kat Jones: I’ve gotta go! I’ll call you later to let you know. I hope the rest of your show goes off great!

{Kat Jones blows a kiss through the phone, and Tara returns the gesture. The scene goes back out to the arena.}

Vasco Dias: She may not be here, but I would like to still give a hello to Kat Jones! Thank you for tuning in while you can, and good luck in your own matches this evening!

[Jess Fowler]

SINGLES MATCH

HARDCORE

Jennie Docherty-Rodriguez vs. Vivienne Rodgers

Oh, she's sweet but a psycho
A little bit psycho

{The spotlight focuses on the curtains and the crowd erupts into a cheer as they know this is the song cueing the entrance of Jennie Docherty-Rodriguez and her husband, Ricky.}

Vasco Dias: Now, I know that Jennie has been…well, she’s been a bit of a–

Terri Morasco: She’s been a bitch, Vasco. She’s been an absolute bitch!

Vasco Dias: I was going to say off, but yes, bitch works, but these fans still adore them!

Terri Morasco: That’s because she’s still…I guess…adorable.

{Ricky and Jennie emerge from behind the curtains. Ricky is dressed in purple slacks, a fancy purple button shirt, and black suspenders; Jennie is dressed in a traditional Harley Quinn outfit complete with the face paint. Jennie is standing atop a shopping cart that is filled with all kinds of weapons that she had found at the hardware store, and there’s even a knight’s helmet on top of everything, and a mallet beside it to go along with her costume! She has one hand on the handle while the other is twirling around the side of her head and she sings along to the song. Ricky is behind her with his hands on the handle and pushing the cart forward. Both stop for a pose at the top of the stage whilst Jennie is blowing kisses to everybody, and Ricky stands to the side and gestures to his wife ala Will Smith. Jennie touches her hand against her heart and begins to fan herself.}

Vasco Dias: You can’t deny that Ricky is absolutely crazy for her! What do you think family dinners are like? They need a pretty large table, I imagine.

{Jennie turns to face her husband, and hops down from the cart; the two share a passionate kiss in front of the world.}

Vasco Dias: Get a room, you two!

Terri Morasco: I mean…

Vasco Dias: Are you suggesting you wanna watch?!

Terri Morasco: No! You’re right! Get a room!

{Jennie has a pep in her step while she claps her hands excitedly, while she is explaining something to Ricky; Ricky nods his head, and Jennie takes a step back before jumping as high as she can, which is actually pretty high, but Ricky catches her and helps her the rest of the way as she scootches into the cart and lies atop all of the stuff she’s acquired for this match specifically. Ricky holds the cart handle and pushes them toward the ramp as gravity takes over and the two sail closer and closer to the ring!}

At night she's screamin'
"I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind"
Oh, she's hot but a psycho
So left but she's right, though
At night she's screamin'
"I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind"

Terri Morasco: They’re gonna crash!

{Ricky stops the cart just in time, and Jennie scrambles to stand up inside of the cart; both of them take a bow to the crowd before Jennie steps out from the cart and directly onto the ring apron and finally enters the ring… She gestures for the crowd to get louder, and they oblige, while Ricky circles the cart around to the far side of the ring.

Jennie tumbles to lie down inside of the ring, and hangs her head over the edge while tapping a finger against her lips and Ricky knows what to do: the two share a Spiderman kiss and hold it for a bit longer to make people more and more uncomfortable. Following the kiss, Jennie skips around the inside of the ring while waiting for it to sound as Ricky stands guard at the cart to ensure Vivienne doesn’t use any of Jennie’s stuff.}

Vasco Dias: The younger sister of Tara Fenix, but they have some different styles… You probably wouldn’t even believe that Tara trained her!

Terri Morasco: She got a bit more aggressive when she felt that Tara was overshadowing her, and wanted to get out from her sister’s shadow. But she is pretty damn talented! Don’t let her nature fool you…

{The lights in the ring drop, leaving gold and green spotlights on the stage and ramp as the sounds of rain and thunder hits. The lights in the arena pulse with similar colors as the opening notes of Games by Tessa Violet and the lovelytheband plays.}



I don’t want a piece of that

cause I know there’s no peace in that

I can tell myself a thousand times

but you can make a toy of me and I’ll agree that

maybe I just couldn’t see, couldn’t see that

there ain’t nothing wrong with us at all



{Vivienne appears walking on from backstage. Vivienne grins confidently as she raises a fist into the air on stage, holding the pose for a few seconds before stepping toward the ring, throwing a few punches and a kick as she begins to walk. She jumps up onto the apron, walking alongside the outer part of the ring before going in over the top rope, interacting with the crowd as she circles the inside of the ring. She takes to the center of the ring as the chorus plays, raising her fists into the air before Vivienne settles into her corner.}



{Before the bell sounds, Jennie is mingling with Ricky… She is flailing her arms towards him while pointing toward the cart, and Ricky is scavenging through the cart to figure out what it is that she’s asking for. The referee is asking Jennie if she’s ready while Vivi taps her foot; Jennie just stretches her arm behind her back telling the referee to give her a moment.}

Vasco Dias: You’d think she would be ready…?

Terri Morasco: You would think.

{Jennie reaches her hands forward enthusiastically as Ricky finally gets his hands on what she wants! A medieval knight's helmet! She puts it on and slaps the top a few times before finally giving a thumbs up to the referee… Vivienne blinks several times, but the bell sounds! Jennie charges forward and goes for a flying headbutt but Vivienne is able to move out of the way!}

Terri Morasco: Isn’t that going to impair her vision?

Vasco Dias: Could be why she missed.

{Vivi is able to connect with several forearm, and elbow strikes against Jennie while she is trying to turn around; Jennie gets her arms up and starts throwing her own strikes against Vivi…she’s not as precise, but she is more wild; Jennie is going for the head strikes, while Vivi is avoiding it for the obvious reason.

During the exchange, Jennie sees the opportunity and thrusts her head forward to connect with a headbutt against Vivi which instantly staggers her!}

Jennie: OW!

{Jennie can be heard from inside the helmet and instinctively reaches to rub the top of her head, but she shakes it off and closes in on Vivi…Vivi kicks Jennie in the abdomen causing her to keel over, and rushes forward to take Jennie down with a spear! Jennie goes into a guard position. By muscle memory, Vivienne goes for some head shots but immediately restrains herself.}

Vasco Dias: She wisely pulls that punch, but it’s causing her to have to second guess herself!

Terri Morasco: It’s strangely effective.

{Vivi reaches to the front plate of the helmet and opens it so that Jennie’s face is visible, and she’s already sticking her tongue out at her before committing to an eye rake; Ricky cheers on the sideline, and Jennie pulls Vivi in before rolling backward and now takes top control; Jennie doesn’t hold anything back while she alternates lefts and rights! Lefts and rights! Lefts and rights! Vivi raises her arms to defend herself; Vivi manages to catch one of her punches and begins to go for a kimura lock! Jennie looks like she’s struggling, and with her free arm, she closes the front plate before bringing her head down for a second headbutt which causes Vivi to instantly release the grasp she had on her.}

Vasco Dias: That’s one way to get out of that grasp.

{Jennie gets back up to her feet and stumbles backward… She starts looking around the ring momentarily and then spots Ricky and her cart; she slides out of the ring closest to them and starts to dig through the cart. Meanwhile, Vivi recovers inside of the ring and slides out around the corner from Jennie. Ricky is pointing her out, but Jennie is hard at hearing and seeing with the helmet still on.}

Jennie: You say somethin’?

{She says while darting her head upward and looking at Ricky.}

Terri Morasco: Ricky is backing up! It looks like he doesn’t want to interfere with this!

Vasco Dias: But he did try to point Vivienne out, and– Vivienne just kicks the cart!

{The cart collides with Jennie with an “OOF!” as she staggers back; Vivi starts to reach for a weapon, but Ricky pulls the cart away and wags his finger at Vivi.}

Ricky Rodriguez: This isn’t yours!

{Vivi grabs the end of the cart and starts pulling it back toward her, but Ricky doesn’t loosen his grip and shakes his head at her. The distraction gives Jennie enough time as she takes off the helmet and flings it at Vivi! Vivi staggers back and Jennie charges forward going for a lou thesz press! She successfully takes Vivi down and begins to rain down punches on Vivi, and after the third one, Vivi is able to raise her arms to defend herself again…

Jennie springs to her feet and shouts out to the crowd to get them fired up. Vivi grabs the ring skirt to pull herself back up, while Jennie is returning to the cart and finds another object…}

Terri Morasco: Is that a…?

Vasco Dias: It is!

{Jennie holds the object up for the crowd to see, but even she looks confused… The object wavers back and forth slightly; A BRIGHT PURPLE DILDO! Jennie’s eyes go wide for several seconds as she gives an audible stagger before shouting:}

Jennie: THAT’S A PENIS! …okay, a dildo. Anyways, how’d that get in there?

{Ricky purses his lips, nods his head, and raises his hand.}

Ricky: That’s my bad. Totally…my bad!

{Jennie blinks several times at Ricky, and Ricky waves to the crowd as if to admit it as his fault that it ended up in the cart… Vivi is back up, and Jennie shrugs; she winds up and hits Vivi with the dildo! Vivi covers herself and despite the dildo being swung at her, she gets to the cart and grabs a trash can lid; she raises it and begins to use it as a shield while closing the distance before bashing Jennie with it!

Jennie is seeing stars, but keeps swinging the dildo! Vivi hits her a second time with the lid, and then tosses it aside; she takes another object from the cart… the rake! Vivi grips the metal rake hard and hits it across Jennie’s face leaving scratches along her face as she retreats away and covers her eyes. Vivi launches the rake forward and it hits Jennie’s back, causing her to stumble further forward.

Vivi walks to the ring skirt and raises it to search for some weapons of her own; she pulls out a table from under the ring, and the crowd pops when they see the table; Vivi continues searching under the ring for a few more objects and brings out a replica of Mjölnir and she raises the hammer high!}

Terri Morasco: Awwwh, how thoughtful! I think Ulf left that under there for her!

Vasco Dias: What’s Vivienne going to do with that hammer?!

{Ricky is frantically waving his arms to stall Vivienne, but she ignores him and goes for Jennie…but Ricky reaches for a mallet.}

Ricky: Jennie! CATCH!

{Jennie turns just in time to catch a Harley Quinn mallet! She goes to raise it as Vivi swings Mjölnir toward her but she doesn’t get it up fast enough! The end of the hammer hits Jennie in the chest, and sends her flying backward and crashing into the commentators table.}

Vasco Dias: It’s time for us to clear out!

Terri Morasco: It would seem so!

{Jennie shakes the cobwebs out and is trying to get herself off of the table; Vivi brings the hammer down onto the commentators table, and Jennie narrowly avoids it! Jennie throws an elbow back at Vivi, and then swings the mallet at her, but Vivi ducks under it; Vivi uses her free arm to grab Jennie by the head and crashes her head against the commentators table– Vivi tosses the hammer down and grabs Jennie by both of her legs before raising her up and delivering a toe kick to Jennie’s abdomen!

Jennie is flung upward and comes crashing down closer to Vasco and Terri. Vivi walks toward the ring skirt and grabs another object from under it: it’s a BUSTER SWORD from Final Fantasy VII! Vivi holds it over her head while walking back toward Jennie–}

Terri Morasco: Is that a sword?!

Vasco Dias: We wouldn’t let an actual sword in the building…

{Vivi goes over Jennie and brings the buster sword down! Jennie rolls out of the way, and kicks Vivi’s leg causing her knee to buckle and she goes down to one knee; Jennie springs to her feet and goes forward putting her into a front headlock and starting to wrench in with a standing guillotine choke… Vivi reverses it into a back body drop and Jennie crashes against the barricade!}

Vasco Dias: She’s definitely going to feel that one in the morning!

Terri Morasco: It looks like Vivienne is just too strong for Jennie!

{Despite crashing against the barricade, Jennie is still getting up while holding her back; Vivi is still trying to recover herself, and Jennie jumps onto her back getting her into a rear naked choke! Vivi reaches back to try and get her off of her; Vivi turns so her back is to the steel post and rushes backward…she collides into the steel post and the steel ring steps! Jennie releases the hold because of the encounter, and Vivi throws a couple of elbows to Jennie’s side while simultaneously getting herself back up.

Vivi moves over to the table and raises it up to slide it into the ring… While Vivi was doing that, Jennie is able to get herself back up, but she reaches under the ring for another object; she pulls out a steel chain…}

Vasco Dias: Shades of Docherty right there!

{Jennie and Vivi are both moving toward each other, and Jennie is the first one with a front kick this time! The kick causes Vivi to keel over, and Jennie starts to wrap the chain around her neck.}

Terri Morasco: We’ve seen this happen but not in such a long time!

{Vivi tries to pull the chain from around her neck, but Jennie slaps her several times to soften her up; Jennie knees Vivi as hard as she can and then climbs onto the apron, and over the top rope as she pulls on the chain now! Vivi struggles to touch the ground while Jennie is forcing her to hang right there…}

Vasco Dias: Come on! This is going a bit too far!

{Vivi is able to get her toes onto the ground while Jennie holds the chain for several seconds; Vivi looks like she might be fading, so Jennie releases and slides out of the ring before sliding Vivi into the ring… Jennie tosses a couple of the weapons in with her, as Ricky is telling her something.}

Ricky: Go do it! Make the cover!

{Jennie nods and slides into the ring and covers Vivienne:}


ONE!


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TWO!


{Vivienne kicks out!}

Terri Morasco: Vivienne is still alive!

Vasco Dias: She’s been fighting pretty hard, but she’s going to now have to look out as we see some of the lengths that Jennie is willing to go to.

{Jennie becomes frustrated, and wraps the chain around one of her fists, then immediately starts punching Vivi in the head! The punches cause Vivi to get busted open, and Jennie gets up and goes back to the ropes starting to ask Ricky for something… While she’s distracted, Vivi lunges forward and rolls Jennie up!}


ONE!


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TWO!


{Jennie kicks out!}

Terri Morasco: Vivienne came close to sealing this match pretty early!

Vasco Dias: It was a close call, and I think enough to shift some of the momentum.

{Vivi looks around the ring and picks something up; Jennie has gotten up and has an object in her own hand... A RED LIGHTSABER! Vivi picks up her own object as Jennie is swinging in: A BLUE LIGHTSABER! The two hold the lightsabers against each other while gritting their teeth and trying to gain ground over the other. Jennie and Vivi fight each other with the lightsaber, where Jennie is able to show off her own acrobatic skills with fancy dodges, but it doesn't impress Vivi nor distract her... the two swing for the middle and parry each others blade, while getting closer and having a stare off in the center of the ring. Vivi is quicker this time, and takes a page from Jennie: she headbutts her! Jennie drops her lightsaber, and Vivi tosses her to the side.

Vivi surveys the ring to see some of the weapons that were tossed into the ring, and sees a Bankai from Bleach! She takes it up as Jennie turns to face her and whacks her again across the face; Vivi tosses the weapon down and grabs Jennie around the neck… there is some hesitation here, and Jennie lets out an audible moan looking like she’s turned on by being grabbed around the neck. Vivi pays no mind to it, and raises her up before using a chokeslam against her and onto the Bankai! Vivi makes the cover:}


ONE!


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TWO!


{Jennie rolls her shoulder up, and the crowd pops! Ricky is cheering for Jennie, and rallying her back to her feet.}

Vasco Dias: That was a little bit awkward.

Terri Morasco: A little bit, yeah.

{Vivi stands up and stands Jennie up with her; she reaches down and lifts Jennie onto her shoulders for a powerbomb! SLUMBER PARTY! Vivi slams Jennie down, but keeps her held, and powers her up again…she drops her a second time! Vivi isn’t done yet, and lifts her back up for a third powerbomb– Jennie reverses into a hurricanrana, and reaches back to roll Vivi up!}


ONE!


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TWO!


{Vivi kicks out!}

Vasco Dias: A great reversal from Jennie, and showing her own resilience after hitting the mat like that!

Terri Morasco: She is a tough gal, tougher than a lot of people give her credit for. But it doesn’t excuse her attitude!

{Jennie creates some distance from Vivi, and Vivi gets back up seconds later… Jennie charges in and hits a KOKESHI ROCKET! Jennie instantly rolls Vivi up for another cover:}


ONE!


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TWO!


{Vivi kicks out again!}

Terri Morasco: Vivienne is showing her resilience, and just how much damage she can take! Jennie uses those headbutts quite well, and no one seems to have a harder head than her.

{Jennie hovers over Vivi and holds her head up before crashing down with another headbutt! The impact dazes even herself, but she shakes it off, and commits to a second headbutt! Jennie stands up and stomps atop Vivi several times then forces her back to a standing position and shoves her into the corner… Jennie charges in, and Vivi catches her off-guard with an elbow! Jennie staggers back to the center of the ring, and Vivi goes and attempts to catch Jennie with a bulldog; Jennie shoves her off, and then charges in behind Vivi to catch her with a bulldog of her own and diving between the ropes so Vivi’s head collides with the second turnbuckle! Jennie lands on her feet on the outside of the ring and gestures for the crowd again along with letting out a loud war cry of her own.}

Vasco Dias: Vivienne almost came back from that one, but Jennie keeps the offense in her favor.

Terri Morasco: Vivienne is rolling around inside of the ring, and she looks like she’s bleeding pretty badly. That bulldog to the turnbuckle opened her up a little wider.

{Jennie skips her way over to Ricky, and the two share a kiss. Ricky holds something up for Jennie: THE LEAF BLOWER! Jennie is thrilled when she takes it into the ring… Vivienne gets back up and shakes her head from some of the damage that’s done, but she finds another object that Jennie had tossed into the ring… she tucks it under her arm while getting back up.

Both Jennie and Vivi dash toward each other: Vivi turns on the BUBBLE GUN from Sailor Moon, and Jennie turns the LEAF BLOWER on! The leaf blower is blowing the bubbles back at Vivi, but both of them are relentless with aiming at each other… the leaf blower suddenly dies, and the bubbles swarm Jennie as she starts to stomp her feet and cover her eyes.}

Jennie: IT GOT IN MY EYE! Time out! TIME OUT!

{Vivi stops and blinks several times, and Ricky gets into the ring with a bottle of water; he tilts her head back and rinses her eyes.}

Terri Morasco: You have to admire Vivienne’s sportsmanship right there.

Vivi: You good?

{Jennie nods, and she instructs Ricky to return to the outside of the ring…}

Jennie: Alright, BEGIN!

{Jennie and Vivi charge each other again, and the hands are flying! Jennie grabs a handful of Vivi’s hair while continuing to swing wildly with her dominant hand, but Vivi will not be thwarted and continues to strike with her own! Vivi gets a kick in, and draws Jennie in– she wastes no time while picking Jennie up and bringing her down with RAINBOW on top of a trash can lid! Vivi makes the cover:}


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{Jennie kicks out!}

Terri Morasco: That was a close call!

Vasco Dias: Vivienne caught her good with that one, and I don’t even know how Jennie kicked out… She’s showing her own resilience with that kick out!

{Vivi looks a little frustrated that Jennie didn’t stay down, but she gets back up and pulls the table with her; she starts to get the legs of the table open and make sure that they’re secure… Ricky tries to get on the apron to distract Vivi, but Vivi pays him no mind; she sets the table up in the ring.}

Vasco Dias: I don’t think Vivienne has good intentions with that table.

{Vivi goes back to Jennie, who is bleeding heavily after her head collided with the trash can lid, and pulls her in for another powerbomb…she raises her up on her shoulders, and starts aiming to slam Jennie through the table! Jennie starts throwing a couple fists while Vivi is defenseless, and after three strikes, Vivi tumbles backward with Jennie landing on top– Jennie reaches back again to roll Vivi up…}


ONE!


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{Vivi kicks out!}

Terri Morasco: Jennie can see that table and knows how much trouble she was in.

Vasco Dias: It was close!

{Jennie’s quick to her feet, and Vivi starts to get up…before she can, though: FIELD GOAL! The punt kick causes Vivi to go right back down, and Jennie looks around the crowd that is going back and forth with cheers for both Vivienne and Jennie. Jennie suddenly points at Ricky and gestures to him to enter the ring.}

Vasco Dias: What’s he doing?

Terri Morasco: Listening to his wife. Which…yeah, he’s pretty smart for doing that.

{Jennie suddenly shoves Ricky with a bit more force than she intended, and gets a deranged look in her eyes while looking toward the audience who don’t know what to expect before she locks eyes with her husband again.}

Jennie: RICKY!!!!!

{Ricky looks back and forth at the audience. Jennie suddenly points to the sides, and screams again…}

Jennie: GET THE LEGOS!!!!!!!!!!!

{The crowd goes into a huge cheer as Ricky rushes outside of the ring and starts searching under the ring; he pulls out a sack of legos, and then goes back under the ring to get another table that he also slides into the ring before finally getting into the ring.}

Terri Morasco: The legos?!

Vasco Dias: No, Terri! No! This is inhumane! This is against the Geneva Convention! There are RULES, Terri! THERE ARE RULES!

{Jennie goes over to Vivi while she’s down and throws a few overhand strikes while Ricky takes the sack of legos and spreads them out on top of the table… Jennie drags Vivi over to the table and lays her on top of it; Jennie goes to the turnbuckle with the perfect angle for her next maneuver… Ricky points to Jennie, and Jennie stands tall atop the turnbuckle before leaping off with COUP DE JINX!

Vivi looks to be in a lot of pain from the legos stabbing into her back, and Ricky throws his arms into the air in succession! Jennie makes the cover:}


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THR–


{Vivienne kicks out!}

Vasco Dias: That was too far, Terri! Too far!

Terri Morasco: You can see the little imprints all on Vivienne’s back from the legos digging into her skin! She’s living with a four-year-old, and you have to imagine she’s stepped on her fair share of those!

{Vivi struggles to get up, and looks to be in absolute agony. Ricky returns to the outside of the ring, and Jennie goes over to the sack of legos where there’s still a good amount left inside of them…she pours them onto the mat, and points at Vivi then at the legos giving an indication that she’s going to drive her head right into them.

Before Jennie can get to her, Vivi does get to her feet on her own; both of the women are bleeding profusely… Jennie looks a bit fresher, and goes to continue her onslaught, but Vivi reverses her punch and punches Jennie sending her staggering backwards! Vivi continues with her punches while battling Jennie back, and then drives a quick knee to her abdomen then draws her in and raises her up! Vivi shows off her own strength by holding Jennie up for several seconds while the blood rushes to her head, and Vivi aims her perfectly over the pile of legos and REFLECTION!}

Terri Morasco: Those legos just backfired against Jennie!

Vasco Dias: In a big way, and Vivienne is going for that cover!

{Vivi hooks Jennie’s leg while Ricky is desperately grabbing the ropes and encouraging Jennie to kick out.}

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THR–


{Jennie gets her shoulder up!}

Vasco Dias: These are two of the toughest women in the business, and they seem to be able to take a damn beating!

{Jennie sits up with blood gushing from her wound, and legos stuck to her head…but Vivienne gets back up and doesn’t want to waste time. She wastes no time wondering what she has to do to end Jennie, but rather focuses on what she is going to do: she grabs the table that Ricky had slid into the ring earlier, and sets it back up… Jennie is still trying to recover, but she looks completely spent now.}

Vasco Dias: Vivienne with her own bad intentions!

{Vivi points to the sack of legos, and walks over to pick them up; there’s still more in the sack! It’s like Mary Poppins going on there. Vivi stomps Jennie one more time then walks back to the table and spreads the legos back across the table, and then goes back over to Jennie; she raises her up for a powerbomb! SLUMBER PARTY! Vivi slams Jennie down several times atop the legos: one! Two! Three! Four! FIVE TIMES! Vivi walks toward the table and is about to take her down for TIK TOK! But Jennie reverses! JINXIE DROP! Jennie lands on top of Vivi, and rolls over to roll her up:}

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THREE!!!!!


{The bell sounds!}

Alison Valance: Your winner! By way of pinfall! JENNIE! DOCHERTY! ROD! RI! GUEZ!

{Ricky rushes into the ring while before Jennie can get to her own feet, and dashes toward her; she jumps up at the last minute and wraps her legs around his waist while the two share have their public display of affection in the center of the ring while “Sweet But Psycho” by Ava Max is playing over the PA.}

[Jess Fowler]

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SEGMENT
The Revolution!

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{The camera shows Nick Danger in The Revolution locker room doing some stretches to make sure his body is okay when he wrestles in his fatal four-way Battle Royal. He is also making sure his custom-made wrestling attire is in check to surprise everyone in Las Vegas. A knock is heard on the door and a woman comes in with a box and sits it on the table and looks at Nick Danger and speaks.}

Amy: I can't believe you're going to be wrestling in Las Vegas tonight. So, where is everyone else Nick? I would love to meet everyone.

Danger: I don't know yet they should be here by now. Also, thanks again for helping with the shirts and my custom wrestling attire.

Amy: Anytime Danger you know I got you and as the team manager I plan to make everyone happy and ready for battle.

Danger: I know Amy but you are a little violent towards other wrestlers and women.

{The door opens and in walks Nick Knight still dressed in his street clothes and a pair of Oakley Gascans. He sets down his bag and turns towards Danger.}

Knight: Who’s this?

Danger: This is Amy Blaze, our manager for The Revolution from now on. She is a big fan of yours Knight.

Amy: I can't believe I get to work with you and Gilmore as you guys' manager. I'm great at making sure nobody interferes in matches. I am trained in jiu-jitsu. But anyway Knight it's so nice to meet you.

{Amy holds her hand to shake hands with Knight. At that moment, the door swung open – and Fiona McFly stepped into the picture, sporting her Tifa Lockheart-style attire that will be prominently featured in her upcoming film, Lunar Whale.}

Fiona McFly: And to think I was supposed to be the quasi-manager of this merry bunch!

{ As Fiona chuckled, James Gilmore strolled into the room, sporting a red Metallica T-shirt. }

James Gilmore: And what are we all up to?! Caroline’s in meditation mode, but…I heard she’s gonna be led to the ring by none other than Jeri Ryan in her Seven of Nine outfit.

Fiona McFly: Aye…and I have a surprise for you, Beardo. But I’m not gonna tell you…

{ Fiona stuck out her tongue and gave the raspberry. }

Amy: I don't mind sharing management with Fiona. I've been a fan for a while of your career Fiona and yours to James. I hope your kids had a great birthday. Also, I love Metallica. My favorite song is seek and destroy.

Danger: Amy is a costume designer as well. She did make a lot of costumes for me before I joined IWF. Also, she doesn't mind putting any girl in her place to make sure no one interferes in our matches.

{ Fiona nodded warmly. }

Fiona McFly: Well…we could use a second enforcer. Low tolerance for bullshit? I love it…

{ Fiona pats Amy on the shoulder lovingly. }

Knight: You guys figure out whatever the hell it is that you need to figure out. I need to start getting ready.

Danger: Wait…I got to give you the shirt Amy made for you.

{Danger goes to and opens it to reveal a red and black Seek and Destroy Everyone The Work. Shirt for Knight.}

Knight: Umm, thanks.

{Knight tosses the shirt on top of his bag.}

Danger: Knight if this is your last match tonight. Please go out with a bang. Send both Rob and Stephen to the hospital tonight. You've got this Knight win or lose you will always be part of the Revolution besides I want to have another match in the future with you.

Knight: Maybe on the indies or something, but I'm done in IWF. This is my last match and that's not fucking changing.

Amy: The future is a mystery. But know this if something happens to you we will always have your back.

Knight: I appreciate that, I guess, but my future is set in stone. I end this thing with The Work tonight, and the only way I'm ever seen in IWF again is if they decide to induct me in the hall of fame.

{ At that moment, Fiona gave Nicky the classic “teacher’s dirty look.” }

Fiona McFly: Jesus Fucking Christ…

{ She growled. JJ shook his head. }

James Gilmore: Hoo-boy…

Fiona McFly: You want to wallow away in your fucking misery ‘cos you couldn’t win the big one, Nicky?! That’s your call, but know this. Maybe during your little sabbatical, you can learn to stop moping around and start giving a flying fuck about people WORSE OFF THAN YOU!

{ Fiona threw her hands up. }

Fiona McFly: I…I, just…fuck me for Christ’s sake. Mark my words, Nicky…fuck around with the wrong person, there’s gonna be pieces of you all over the goddamned Vegas Strip. You want to create MORE misery for your family, huh?!

{ Fiona kicked a full pink recycling bin, sending soda cans flying everywhere before storming out. The Islander alum takes a deep breath and solemnly bows his head. }

James Gilmore: Welp, there she goes.

Knight: She obviously has no fucking clue who I am!

{Knight screams at no one in particular}

Knight: A couple of bitches like Rob Diamon and Stephen Terrella don't have what it takes to do a fucking thing to me! Look what I did to 'The Maniac!'

{Nicky sends an entire row of lockers across the room. JJ facepalmed.}

James Gilmore: Nicky…Fi’s right. You’re lettin’ all this crap get into your head. It’s like…you got that demon hangin’ around, and he’s laughin’ and pokin’ at you. You’re lettin’ it win, bub…

{ The ex-Islander paused. }

James Gilmore: You’re lettin’ it win. And that ain’t exactly a good thing on your conscience.

Knight: I've kicked a pretty fucking nasty drug habit and lost my fucking mind. I spent a year locked inside of a mental institution so bad that the federal government closed it. This ain't shit!

Danger: Well, you need to calm down okay Knight. Fiona is right when I first challenge myself at a chance to win the big one I lost. But I'm still here wrestling until I win the big one. Yes, you lost but if you let that loss get to you won't have a clear future. Just think about what I said, Knight.

{ JJ stood up and started making his exit, but before that could happen, he turned around and gave off a friendly nod. }

James Gilmore: I’m gonna go check onFi, okay? Just…don’t be afraid to give her a call, get to know her really well. You might learn somethin’ more educational than you’ll ever realize…

{ JJ left the room, leaving Nicky to collect his thoughts. }

[Jess Fowler]

MEN'S BATTLE ROYAL

1K RP Word Limit

Winner receives a future World TV Title Match

Nick Danger vs Alek Bronson vs Alex Blade vs Chris Diamond

Alison Valance: The following contest is a Four Man Battle Royal where the winner will receive a future shot at the World Television Championship! Introducing first from Philadelphia, PA… Nick Danger!

Terri Morasco: This match flew under the radar in the lead up to Night of the Immortals but has the potential to steal the show.

Vasco Dias: Don't lie to these people Terri.

{Let the sparks fly by Thousand Foot Krutch comes on and the crowd starts to sing }

Hahaha
Let the sparks fly...
Hahaha
There's no such thing as maybe
Burn it like it's tainted
No more hesitating
Let the sparks fly baby
Drive it like you're racing
You can call me crazy
I'm just tired of waiting
Let the sparks fly baby

{Nick Danger walks from behind the curtain into the entrance ramp wearing blue and orange wrestling attire with a blue cape and purple sparks of lighting cutting the colors in half. Nick looks excited and hyped everyone to sing the lyrics}

Give me one if it's real
And two if you can feel it
Give me three signs that you're awake
It only takes one spark
But two to fall apart
And three more to blow it away

{Then Caroline comes to the entrance as well with a match that you light upon fireplaces and it is lit. Nick tells her to drop the light on three and Nick walks on the center of the walk way of entrance}

Give me ONE if it's real
And TWO if you can feel it
Give me THREE signs that you're awake
It only takes ONE spark
But TWO to fall apart
And THREE more to blow it away

{Caroline drops the light towards Nick Danger and the whole cape disappears and his attire changes color to red and green flames with a blue spark of lightning cutting the colors in half.}

Let me take you into the light
There's no where to hide
There's nothing but darkness left here
Shake it up and let's take a ride
'Cause Heaven's not far away
And I'm not gonna leave you here

{And the whole crowd chants Awesome. With that Nick makes his way to the entrance ramp giving fans high five and climbing the steel steps and getting on the top turnbuckle hyping everyone to chant his name.}

There's no such thing as maybe
Burn it like it's tainted
No more hesitating
Let the sparks fly baby
Drive it like you're racing
You can call me crazy
I'm just tired of waiting
Let the sparks fly baby

{Nick does a front flip landing on his feet and the music starts to fade. Nick stands in the center of the ring and is ready for the match to start.}

Vasco Dias: That was three minutes of my life I'll never get back.

Alison Valance: And his opponent, first… Chris Diamond!

{ The lights in the arena begin to strobe red as the opening chords of Nero Frote begin to play. The stage erupts in pyro as the song really kicks into gear and Chris Diamond comes strutting out with a barbed wire wrapped baseball bat over his shoulder. Chris smirks at the fans before heading down to the ring in lock step with the song. Chris rolls in under the bottom rope and stands up while swinging his bat. Chris lines up his shot and swings holding his hand over his eyes like he’s watching a head fly before casually leaning back onto a set of turnbuckles. }

Terri Morasco: He's so intimidating.

Vasco Dias: Is it him or just the bat?

Terri Morasco: Both.

Alison Valance: Introducing next… Alek Bronson!

"Ring around the rosie, pocket full of posies, ashes, ashes, we all fall down"

{Little girls voices are heard as gradually the darkened arena succumbs to fog. The Cheshire smile shines through the fog via the titantron. The intro to "Welcome to my House" by Nu Breed starts as Alek's mask lights up showing him in the middle of the fog. Looking back and forth is his mask with the giant smile plastered on it. He makes his way to the ring. The fog dissipates as the lights flash on. Alek tilts his head to the side as he keeps his head moving all around.}

Terri Morasco: Alek Bronson is a strange individual.

Vasco Dias: He's scarier than Chris Diamond if you ask me.

Alison Valance: And finally… Alex Blade!

{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 gets ready for the match.}

Ding Ding Ding

Terri Morasco: Here we go! Last man standing wins and eliminations occur when a competitor goes over the top with both feet touching the floor.

Vasco Dias: Normal battle royal rules then.

Terri Morasco: Right but usually you see more people than this involved so I felt the need to clarify.

{As soon as the bell sounded The Main Man slammed the barbed wire bat into the gut of Alex Blade doubling him over. With Blade bent over Bronson hit a running Big Boot to the side of his head and Danger climbs up top hitting a Phoenix Slash before Bronson then snatches him to his feet and tosses out Alex Blade with relative ease.}

Terri Morasco: Alex Blade never had a chance.

Vasco Dias: A member of The Work is in there no one has a chance.

{Diamond then swings the bat at Bronson but Alek catches it with complete disregard for the fact the barbed wire is digging into his hand. Chris twists the bat causing it to shred and rip at the flesh of Alek's hand. Bronson grits his teeth and with one mighty yank snatches the bat from Diamond. He holds it up with blood pouring down his forearm but the celebration doesn't last as Nick Dangers blasts him with a Super Kick causing the bat to fly out of the ring.}

Terri Morasco: That was disgusting. I don't know if that was brave or stupid on the part of Alek Bronson.

Vasco Dias: It was both. If he wins it'll be worth it.

{With his right hand extremely compromised Alek latches on to the throat of Nick Danger with his left looking for a Choke Slam but Chris Diamond grabs Bronson in a Full Nelson and lifts him up before dropping him across his knee with Gran Torino. Now that the biggest man in the match is the temporarily out of commission the members of of The Work and the Revolution turned their attention to one another and Chris goes for A Fistful of Dollars on Nick but Danger ducks the clothesline and goes behind Diamond and Drop Kicks him in the ass sending him chest first into the turnbuckle. As Chris staggers backwards Danger tosses him on his head with a nasty German Suplex. Nick had no time to enjoy his handiwork however as Bronson latched onto his throat once again and this time he Choke Slams him over the top rope to the floor.}

Terri Morasco: What a sick landing, I hope Nick Danger is ok but he’s officially been eliminated.

Vasco Dias: He’s not moving, it doesn’t look good.

{The entire arena is silent waiting to see if Nick can begin to stir and when he finally does the entire capacity crowd breathes a sigh of relief. Alek leans over the ropes to jaw at Danger but doesn’t hear Chris Diamond coming up behind him. Diamond dumps Bronson over and Alek reaches up with his right hand to grab the top rope. He hangs on with his badly injured hand for a few moments before The Maniac hits a Big Boot causing Bronson to lose his grip and tumble to the floor. The bell sounds.}

Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner and earning a future shot at the World Television title, Chris Diamond!

Terri Morasco: That was brief but intense while it lasted. I think we’re in for some all out epics here tonight so it’s nice to get a fast paced match early.

Vasco Dias: This is setting the tone for The Work to have a successful night. I can feel it!

[Jess Fowler]

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Tara Fenix Charity Event

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2021

Voiceover:
The maiden voyage of the TARA FENIX CHARITY CRUISE took to the seas out of the Port of Miami. THREE DAYS of professional wrestling, music, and all forms of entertainment!

{“Celebration” by Kool & The Gang begins to play over the PA indicating part of what the TFCC event was: a birthday party! A couple of the clips to play unveiling some of what happened on all three nights of the cruise. Snippets from the cruise that disembarked on October 30, 2021 as it set out on its voyage for charity. It shows several action sequences before the sound does eventually drown out for the exception of the crowd chanting:}

CROWD: Let’s go Tara!
CROWD: Let’s go Myo!
CROWD: Let’s go Tara!
CROWD: Let’s go Myo!

{The image shows MYOJIN and Tara Fenix standing across from each other as they look to have their first competition against each other from that fateful night.}

{The action sequences highlight much of what occurred on night one, starting from the opener all the way to the main event. There are flashes of the crowd showing everybody who was there as a guest, whether they were in the business, a celebrity, or just a fan. The sudden burst of fireworks are highlighted as the sound of people singing “happy birthday” is when it fades. The voiceover is heard again: “NIGHT TWO!” it says as the action sequences continue, and are even showing highlights of people being dressed up as the event had taken place on Halloween. The action shots cease as we hear the voiceover now say: “NIGHT THREE!” and we are met with more and more action shots culminating with Team Raven and Team Atara standing in the center of the ring, with Team Raven celebrating their victory.}

The Tara Fenix Charity Cruise event was able to raise $14,877,841 in 2021.
Let’s raise the bar in 2022!

Voiceover:
IWF favorites took to the seas:

ANGEL!
DEAN HARPER!
JENNIE DOCHERTY-RODRIGUEZ!
JC KEETON!
WARREN KANE!
DAWN HALLIWELL!

And of course…

TARA FENIX!

This year! The event returns:



{The Imperitron transitions to show Tara sitting in front and center of the camera.}



TARA FENIX:
Welcome, everyone! When I initially planned the TFCC, the question that was racing through my mind was… How can I make some of the dream matches become a reality? I wanted to celebrate my birthday in a big way, and the only way that I could imagine was doing this, and so this is exactly what I did! That was the goal! To bring the dream matches to everybody, and to all of the fans.

TARA FENIX:
Ever since the event ended, I have received a lot of questions since the first TFCC took place, and as you heard from the Denzel Porter Invitational: TARA FENIX CHARITY EVENTS is returning this year in WAIKIKI… Last year, we had our hands tied by what was capable of being done on a cruise ship, and so I immediately thought that there must be a way to remedy this. A brand new, custom arena was designed, and funded for construction by myself and Thaddeus Duke, and its first event will be OURS. We already have several matches lined up that will be main evented this year by CHRIS PAGE handpicking his entire team, to take on TEAM HITMAKER in the main event! This is an event that you are not going to want to miss! Tickets are going to go on sale this JULY for the OCTOBER event, and it is expected to SELL OUT FAST!

TARA FENIX:
There are several packages available for the fans that include meet and greets with various wrestlers from across the globe; it includes signed apparel; it even includes a breakfast, lunch, or dinner meal with a number of superstars signed to compete at the event! Keep an eye out this SUMMER for tickets!

{Tara points toward the camera, and the scene comes to a close.}

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Enter: PHEELY!

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{Backstage. Inside of the office assigned to Tara Fenix, the balloons were still inside of the room although some were starting to deflate; pink confetti still covered the room, and the door was ajar; a sudden knock hit the door to gain Tara’s attention, and she shot her gaze upward to see someone she didn’t expect: OPHELIA PAIN-PINKSTON, a former member of FIGHT! NYC, a friend, and one who had become a student under Tara; she was smiling from ear to ear and Tara gets up from her chair as quick as she can and Ophelia walks into the room while the two embrace in a hug.}

Tara Fenix: Girl, I didn’t know you were going to be here!

Ophelia Pain-Pinkston: Did you think that I would turn down your invitation?! This show has been AMAZING, by the way!

Tara Fenix: Much better than last year…

{Tara says with a chuckle.}

Ophelia Pain-Pinkston: Why? What happened last year?

Tara Fenix: I lost my title…

{Tara says in a disappointed tone.}

Ophelia Pain-Pinkston: That would do it.

{Ophelia says in a matching tone, but she resumes and has a brighter tone this time around!}

Ophelia Pain-Pinkston: But that’s in the past! Congrats on the girl! …that’s what you wanted, right?

Tara Fenix: I really don’t care either way, so long as they’re healthy.

{Tara says with a smile.}

Ophelia Pain-Pinkston: Walter would’ve loved to meet her.

Tara Fenix: She would have loved him.

{Tara says while putting a hand on Ophelia’s shoulder in a comforting fashion. It has been a couple months since Walter passed away, but it hasn’t gotten any easier… All anyone who knew him could do was learn to live with it.}

Ophelia Pain-Pinkston: Do you have a name yet?!

{Ophelia’s tone suddenly shifted back to a happier tone.}

Tara Fenix: I do have one in mind. I’ll share it with you on the way… Let’s get some food. I would love for you to meet Mister Verona.

{Tara says while putting a guiding hand to Ophelia’s shoulder; she walks with a little bit of discomfort due to her condition, and Ophelia steps aside to let Tara take the lead as the cameras return to the arena.}

Vasco Dias: We have Ophelia Pain-Pinkston in the house, and clearly getting the VIP tour from Tara Fenix herself! That makes me wonder if Lewis is somewhere in the building…

Terri Morasco: I haven’t seen him, but we do have quite a lot of people in the crowd tonight!

[Jess Fowler]

IWF WORLD TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP

SINGLES MATCH

1K RP Word Limit

Matt Knox(c) vs Mason Alexander Vanderbilt



{The camera transitions over to the stage where on the screen, images of traditional “Americana” can be seen. Beginning with shots of Times Square in New York City, the videos then transitions between skylines of some of America’s most notable locations. The skylines of Miami, Chicago, San Francisco, Detroit, Houston, and New York City are shown. After a moment, much of the United States natural landforms are shown in a drone-style fly-over style. The Rocky Mountains, Grand Canyon, and Niagara Falls are just a few of the images shown in quick succession. Suddenly, the video transitions to a majestic valley, where a large American flag stands erect, flowing through the wind at the top of a hill. Suddenly, the imagery overtakes the screen on the feed of those watching around the world. At this moment, the word “MAVERICK” flies across the screen. At that moment, the sounds of Goodbye June’s “Man of the Moment” fill the arena. With the camera transitioning back from the video feed to the live action in the arena, cheers and some jeers begin to fill the arena. Standing at the top of the ramp, wearing a sequined robe stands a smiling Mason Alexander Vanderbilt.

He words “I love you all too” at the crowd who continue to rain down a mixed reaction at the self-proclaimed Maverick. Turning to face the ring, he once again adjusts his robe before walking over to the ring-stairs to begin his ascension into the ring. After walking onto the ring apron, he walks across the entirety of the side, before slowly climbing onto the middle of the turnbuckle.}

Alison Valance: From Manhattan, weighing two-hundred and thirty-five pounds, he is “The Maverick”, Mason… Alexander… Vanderbilt!

{At the sound of his name, he rips open his robe, to reveal his chiseled physique. Beaming from ear-to-ear, he slowly removes the robe, allowing the inside to be seen as it is adorned with an American flag. Throwing it down to the ringside attendant, he jumps down from the turnbuckle. Methodically, he then enters the ring. Walking straight to the center, he picks his head up to look towards the crowd. His trunks, in American regalia, have the word Maverick directly printed on the front. Throwing the trousers out of the ring, he walks over to the nearest turnbuckle, and climbs up to the middle once again. He then takes his index and middle finger, and once again kisses them. Making the two peace signs once again. Throwing his arms into the air once again, Mason Alexander Vanderbilt poses proudly, letting the fans get their fill of his attitude. He then jumps down from the turnbuckle, and walks back towards the center of the ring awaiting the start of the match.}

Vasco Dias: This man has been on a roll as of late, and he looks motivated to be the one to finally end Matthew Knox in the IWF! Many have tried, many have failed, and I think Mason could prove to be his greatest challenge.

Terri Morasco: Mason knows that tonight could very well be his night!

{The houselights cut out, a single Raven cries out soon joined by another, then another until the cries of an entire unkindness fill the house sound system, soon broken by "Hell Broke Luce" by Tom Waits cutting through, the house lights coming up to a dull blue as a single white strobe light pulses in time to the song's percussion. Standing in the middle of that pulsing light, back to the ring, stands Matthew Knox adorned in his ring gear and a sleeveless hoodie. Arms outstretched like a bird in flight he pivots on a heel and begins making his way to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and picking a corner to charge and leap upon to scream the audience into a frenzy. He takes a lap around the ring, before kneeling in a corner and patiently waiting for the ring to sound.}

Vasco Dias: And the champion is here! This is a man that has had no problem calling out some of the baddest people on the roster.

Terri Morasco: It’s true, but he should stop focusing so much on them and focus on Mason Alexander Vanderbilt here tonight!

{The bell rings and we’re underway with Knox and MAV circling one another in the center of the ring. The two are of a similar size and stature, and the initial tie up shows that they’re just about a push when it comes to strength as well. As they break, then go for another lock up MAV manages to get behind Knox with a dropstep, he goes for a german suplex but Knox manages to brace and break the waistlock. He gets around MAV, going for his own release German but MAV lands on his feet!}

Terri Morasco: MAV showing his athleticism in there!

Vasco Dias: It was an impressive landing, and to see how well matched these two are.

{He charges forward to get Knox with a running knee, but Knox rolls backwards to evade. He rolls through to his feet, going for a roundhouse but MAV had it scouted and ducks underneath it. The fans come alive as the two take pause, nodding to one another before going back to circling each other in the middle of the ring. MAV goes to lock up but he opens his guard and Knox is too happy to take the opening with a vicious headbutt! }

Vasco Dias: That’s part of what Knox does. Knox will do what he has to, and be as aggressive as he has to to be the best wrestler on the planet!

Terri Morasco: There’s no doubting his ability. He currently holds three–

Vasco Dias: Four.

Terri Morasco: Three! He gave one up.

{MAV is rocked and Knox is on him, driving him to the ropes with round kicks to the outside of either knee and forearm shivers to the jaw, he whips MAV across the ring and nails him with a leaping Harley Race knee on the rebound. Knox goes for the pin, grinding his forearm into MAVs face as he does so.}

One

Two

{MAV kicks out!}

Vasco Dias: A kick out at the count of two, but Knox still inflicting damage even during the cover.

Terri Morasco: He seems hellbent on retaining this title here tonight!

{Knox transitions to a side headlock, looking to stay on the younger man and wear him down. MAV eventually fights to a vertical base though, nailing Knox with elbows to the midsection. He fires Knox into the ropes and levels the champ with a leg lariat, before bouncing up to meet him and taking him back down with a deep arm drag that he transitions into an arm bar, yanking on the limb as hard as he can and booting Knox in the face for good measure.}

Terri Morasco: MAV showing his own mean streak here!

Vasco Dias: Knox is going to have to be careful here otherwise MAV could just rip that arm right off!

{Knox drags himself to the ropes, earning a clean break. The champion gets to his feet, trying to shake some pain out of his arm when MAV charges back in but Knox ducks and sends him over the top rope, but MAV lands on the apron! Knox uses the ropes as leverage and..GAMENGIRI! The kick knocks Mav to the floor, holding his jaw. He turns back to the ring in time to eat a springboard moonsault to the outside by the champ!}

Vasco Dias: Knox shows off his own athleticism! Most people seem to forget that he’s just as capable of high risk as he is at just about everything else!

Terri Morasco: This crowd is loving that moonsault as this action spills out of the ring!

{The two men get to their feet on the outside, and after a brief respite dive at each other and begin brawling it out! Both men are adept strikers but Knox gets the upper hand, ducking a wild swing and nailing MAV with a back stabber. The champ signals for the end then rolls the challenger back into the ring, following him in. MAV rolls toward the center of the ring before rising up to his feet, as Knox comes in; MAV goes for a quick clothesline to knock the champion off-guard! But Knox is able to duck and connect with a spinning roundhouse kick that dazes the challenger...MAV raises his hands for a defense and goes for a quick jab, but the champion again is able to counter and drive his knee into MAV's midsection before finally raising him up onto his shoulders...

MAV nails a few elbows to fight his way off of Knox's shoulders, and successfully so!

MAV goes to create a little bit of distance, and rebounds off of the ropes; Knox connects with a spinning back kick this time, and takes MAV straight up to his shoulders with no hesitation... MAV tries to fight with elbows a second time, but Knox flings him up and brings him down INTO THE VOID! Knox makes the cover, and the count is made...}


ONE!


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TWO!


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THREE!


{Knox jolts to his feet and stumbles back against the ropes as the final bell sounds! The referee attains Knox's championship, and hands it over to him while he's still using the ropes to keep himself standing...}

Alison Valance: Your winner! By way of pinfall! AND STILL! IWF World Television Champion! MATT! "THE RAVEN"! KNOX!

{Knox doesn't waste his time celebrating this time around, but rather grabs the camera closest to the corner and pulls it near... he is seen mouthing some very clear, distinct letters: C-C-P.}

[Jess Fowler]

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Better than...

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{Backstage. Sabin, the IWF Men’s World Champion, sits in the chair for make-up and hair stylist; the crowd can be heard echoing throughout the backstage area to give a pop for the young champion. He cracks his neck while sitting there, and continuously tilts his head back and forth letting his hair flow from one side to the next while waiting for both of the stylists to arrive. Ashley stands in front of him with a smile on her face; her gaze alone is causing him to blush slightly.}

Sabin: What happened?

Ashley Miller: Just thinking.

Sabin: About what?

{Ashley steps forward with a low grunt, and her gaze falters momentarily.}

Ashley Miller: How proud our child is going to be of their daddy.

{The comment causes Sabin to blush more.}

Sabin: I have to be able to walk out tonight as the champion…

{Ashley scoffs over the answer, and waves her hand as if to wave off the comment.}

Ashley Miller: Babe, it’s–

Sabin: It’s important to me.

{Sabin says with a stutter; Ashley purses her lips slightly but goes quiet to listen to what Sabin has to say.}

Sabin: My whole childhood, my father would come into the house after a championship fight and always tell me: “Not this time.” I lost count of the number of times that I had to endure watching him walk through that door just to say those three words to me. This… this is my title, and I want to be able to wear it to the day our child is born. I want to be able to hold my child for the first time and say, “Your daddy is a champion, and you are going to be better than him in every way.”

{Ashley puts her hands on Sabin’s shoulders, and leans him back to ensure that he’s focusing solely on her.}

Ashley Miller: Sabe… Our child is going to be proud of you no matter what.

{She says reassuringly. A sudden honey-rasped voice comes from off camera, which instantly gets a pop from the crowd.}

Atara Themis: Kalo apoyevma, doves.

{Atara says and walks onto the scene. She glances at Ashley, and then back at her own baby bump.}

Atara Themis: Mine’s bigger.

Ashley Miller: Good to see you, Atty.

{Ashley and Atara greet with a la bise greeting, while Sabin gets up from the chair to wait his turn for a proper greeting.}

Sabin: Thank you so much for coming!

Atara Themis: Did you think I would miss this?

{The two embrace with a hug, but Atara shortly pulls back.}

Atara Themis: But listen, I don’t know who Smelly Shelly is, but everyone thinks she is a super good time!

{Sabin just appears confused.}

Atara Themis: Yeah, her number is all over the bathroom and everything. Some of the stuff on there… Oh, and one of your posters has a penis on it!

{Atara points off camera. Sabin and Ashley look where she’s pointing, and the camera pans over to unveil an image for Night of the Immortals showing JC Keeton standing across from Sabin…and a penis is drawn on the face of JC Keeton. The camera pans back to Atara who is chortling over the poster.}

Atara Themis: I have to go! James is waiting for me! Kali dunami, dove!

{She hugs Sabin, and then Ashley again, and walks down the hallway still laughing along the way. The scenery fades back out to the arena.}

Vasco Dias: Who would draw a penis on the poster?! Someone's getting fired.

[Jess Fowler]

NO HOLDS BARRED

SINGLES MATCH

Chris Page vs. Seth Evans

{The infamous choir from the introduction of Halo is heard ringing throughout the arena, and the crowd cannot refrain from giving a pop as they are expecting Seth Evans to arrive relatively soon… But the crowd is surprised when people do start marching out from behind the curtains: a grand total of forty-eight people, twenty-four on each side, come marching out from behind the curtains and each one is wearing a custom suit of Spartan armor from the Halo franchise. All of them are decorated from head to toe in armor as the crowd cannot refrain from cheering aloud as each one marches down the ramp before eventually stopping at the bottom of the ramp… From the bottom to the top of the ramp, they all are lined up and turn to face each other.}

Vasco Dias: What is this? What’s going on?

Terri Morasco: The…the Master Chief? The Master Chief is here, Vasco.

Vasco Dias: Wait, something’s happening backstage…

{The choir continues to be heard, but the cameras go backstage and into the parking lot… The sound of tires screeching on the concrete can be heard while an M12-FAV, more famously known as the Warthog, is seen drifting around a corner; it re-centers itself and continues to speed through the parking garage before coming up to another turn where it commits to a second drift.}

Vasco Dias: You can’t drive like that down there!

Terri Morasco: Do you wanna go tell him?

“WAKE ME… WHEN YOU NEED ME.”

{The Warthog slows down as the sound of the gate opening can be heard; the cameras transition to the other side of the gate where the Warthog can be seen driving at a slow steady pace…and then the cameras return to the MGM Garden Arena when the lights go out almost immediately. The opening music for “Blow Me Away” immediately starts playing, and the crowd is now going crazy! The lights flash in sequence with the music, and an engine can be heard revving in the darkness; the headlights from the Warthog are seen to the right of the stage while the music continues to play and the Warthog slowly drives forward with the blue spotlight shining down upon it.}



{Seth Evans is standing in the passenger seat with Halo-themed attire; the tights he is wearing look like the Master Chief, but he is wearing a vest that matches the color. He is rallying the fans on as they are cheering for him…and the camera zooms on the driver unveiling it to be none other than Kalani Evans, Seth’s wife. The Warthog comes to a stop at the center of the stage, and Seth Evans shares a quick kiss with his wife before hopping over the top of the Warthog and walking with a pep in his step, and a slight stomp to get himself amped up for the upcoming contest.

He spreads his arms out, but the Spartans all raise their arms into the air and throw out their own cheers for Seth Evans while the crowd is cheering him along with them! Seth Evans sprints down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope before springing to his feet; he charges to the nearest corner and hops onto the second turnbuckle while looking out toward the crowd. He nods his head while looking out at them and gives them a pose before hopping from the second rope and awaits the arrival of Chris Page, his Night of the Immortals opponent. Meanwhile, security has gotten into the Warthog with Kalani Evans and accompany her by returning it to the back whilst the Spartans disperse to the backstage area.}

Vasco Dias: Big entrance. Big entrance, but it’s too bad that Chris Page is going to kick his ass.

Terri Morasco: Keep in mind that Seth Evans is not a rookie in this ring! He may not have as much experience as Chris Page, but he’s a fighter! Trained by Tara! If Chris Page underestimates him, then he could be surprised.

{Suddenly the lights go dark.

It brings the crowd to their feet as a massive ovation can be heard. Flashes from cell phones light up all over the arena.}




{The opening of “Danger Zone” by Kenny Loggins hits the speakers to some confusion amidst of the darkness.}

“Revvin’ up your engine listenin’ to her howlin' roar…”

“Metal under tension beggin’ you to touch and go…”

{A spotlight hits the top of the ramp revealing the back of Chris Page in a full-length blue robe with diamond sequences around the trim of the robe with the letters CCP in diamonds across the back as a true throwback moment too the early 2000’s.}

“Highway to the Danger Zone!”

“Ride into the Danger Zone!”

{Suddenly the track cuts as the spotlight the shine upon Chris Page shuts off. The crowd starts to come alive once again within the blackout.}

Suddenly on the ImperiTron.





{The countdown clock appears as ticks down to zero before breaking into the Tron of the MAN, the LEGEND, the ICON, the FACE of PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING… Chris Page.

Upon the countdown striking zero we fade into “Judas” by Fozzy as the spotlight hits the top of the ramp a second time where we find…}





{Chris Page throws his head up where his eyes fixate upon the ring where Seth Evans is pacing back and forth. Chris points back toward the entrance where he’s joined by his bodyguard “THE BASTARD” Holden Ross. The ovation for the living legend is is deafening as he starts to make the slow, methodical walk toward the ring. Chris removes his fedora as he tosses it into the crowd like a frisbie.

He reaches half-way to the ring where Chris removes his ring jacket dropping it on the ramp. He’s got nothing but business in his eyes. Chris and Holden reach ringside where Page motions for Ross who leans down. Chris is giving Holden some instruction. Holden nods his head as he takes the corner of CCP.

Chris climbs up on the ring apron. He steps through the ropes and into the ring.

The crowd is heard getting louder and louder as “Judas” fades leaving the sold out crowd to sing the chorus.}

“I become, I become I becoming!”

“I become, I become, I becoming!”

“Judas in! Judas in my mind!”

{Page laughs under his breath as the crowd erupts upon there rendition of “Judas”. The crowd then shifts into a massive “CCP! CCP! CCP!” chant directed toward the ring at the legend who responds by simply raising the middle finger of his right hand hoisting is high in the air which stops the positive chant and shifts into the boos}


DING… DING… DING…

{Seth and Page lock eyes as they can be seen walking out toward the center of the ring. The crowd gets louder and louder with anticipation. Flash bulbs flicker throughout the arena as Seth starts talking shit to CCP which draws a slap across the face from the legend! Seth quickly turns his head back toward Page where CCP slaps him a second time! The crowd roars as Seth explodes toward Page taking him down to the mat with a double leg takedown! Evans immediately starts hammering down with right hands to CCP as this No Holds Barred affair is under way!

Seth quickly looks to lock in a Japanese Armbar that Page slips out of and back into a neutral corner where he gets to his feet to find Seth charging toward him, Page throws a reverse elbow to the jaw that sends Seth back out toward the center of the ring. Page explodes out from the corner swinging with a lariat! Seth counters as he catches the right arm, forces Page down to the mat where he locks in the Japanese Armbar!

The official is in position as he starts asking Page to surrender who refuses before quickly using his free hand to push up off the mat to do a forward roll as he transitions into a Cross Arm Breaker! The referee quickly starts asking Seth to surrender as he quickly shifts his weight rolling up Page where he is able to lock his hands.

Evans hoists Page up in the air as he is able to drive him down into the mat with a sitout Powerbomb! Evans makes the cover.}

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{Page shoots a shoulder up off the mat}.



TERRI MORASCO: Seth earns a near fall with that powerbomb, and this crowd looked like they thought that was it in the early going!

VASCO DIAS: Far too soon! Chris Page is just about to get started here, and being the giving, caring man that he is, he just wants to give Seth a little bit of hope before he causes him to crumble.


{Seth is the first to his feet where he picks Page up by the air. He drives him back into a corner where a series of shoulder blocks to the midsection are delivered by Evans as he then swings with a right hand, Page blocks and lands a headbut across the bridge of the nose! It allows him to reverse the positioning where he laces Seth across the chest with a knife-edge chop that echoes throughout the building!

Page laces Evans across the chest with another knife-edge chop even louder than the first before he pulls Seth out toward the center of the ring just to thumb him in the eye! Page follows up with a back breaker as he forces Seth’s shoulders to the mat.}

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{An easy kickout from Evans as Page paintbrush slaps him across the back of the head as he toys with Evans.}


VASCO DIAS: You see? Chris Page now has him right where he wants him.

TERRI MORASCO: Page is going to have to be careful toying with Seth Evans. Seth has gone against some of the best in this industry in his hayday, and you have to imagine–

VASCO DIAS: Are you kidding me?! You name them, Chris Page has taken them. James Raven, Corey Black, Thaddeus Duke, Robert Main, Alias, Centurion, Ranma Saotome, Big Shank, T-Money, Paul Frost, Famine of the Vile, MDK, Rage– {Vasco could go all day, but is cut off by Terri Morasco.}

TERRI MORASCO: Angel? Adam Knite? Roberto Verona? Falcon? Dean Harper? Gib? Joe Everyman?

VASCO DIAS: Don’t start me on dream matches!


{Page steps back up to his feet from the mat where he reaches down picking Seth up. He locks in a front face lock where he looks for a vertical suplex, Seth blocks! Page looks for a second attempt, Seth blocks before countering with a twisting neckbreaker! The crowd pops as Seth makes the cover}

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{Page escapes with a kickout where we find Seth who paintbrush slaps Page across the back of the head in response that garners a louder ovation from the crowd!

Seth takes Page by the head and gets him back to a standing base and then delivers a swift knee to Page’s midsection, and follows in with a clubbing forearm against Page’s upper back. Page continues to stand, but the clubbing blows continue raining upon him until Page answers with a Northern Lights Suplex!

Page is looking for the cover, but Seth is already sitting up; he answers by getting back to his feet and connecting with a running kick to Seth’s back causing his back to arch as he cringes from the pain. Page drops down with a knee against his back, and then reaches forward and pulls on Seth’s neck in a reverse chinlock while Blue Shoes is checking on Seth to see if he would like to give up, but Seth of course is shaking his head.

CCP continues pulling back on his neck until Seth manages to get himself free, and rolls backward to fire for a shin kick! The veteran of over thirty years wisely steps back and Seth hits nothing but air, and Page capitalizes on the situation with a stomp before placing his heel across the bridge of Seth’s nose and starts pushing his weight down onto him.}


VASCO DIAS: That’s straight up ring prowess right there, and that’s something they don’t teach you in the schools!

TERRI MORASCO: Seth does have some deadly kicks, and I imagine Chris Page just did his homework and knows to avoid them.

VASCO DIAS: Name one person who has avoided it like that, and then took advantage as he did!


{CCP slides his heel off while still pressing down as hard as he can, and Seth is holding his nose; it’s red, but still clean, and Seth rolls onto his side and starts to prop himself up. CCP pulls him back to a standing position to maintain his offense, but Seth suddenly comes to life with a burst and looks to take Page down with a SIDE EFFECT!

CCP avoids it by throwing a few elbows against Seth’s skull, enough to send him staggering to the side; he looks to forward with an overhand punch, but Seth catches it and fires in with a punch of his own! Page fires for a second, but it’s reversed a second time, and Seth leaps up to connect with a dropsault! The picture perfect dropkick which ends with Seth landing on his stomach, already propping himself up on his hands and knees, whilst Page goes backward but catches himself on the ropes.

Seth notices the opportunity and charges forward for Chris Page, but Page ducks, and lifts Seth up for a back body drop! Seth gets his hands on the ropes and uses them to balance himself out and land on the apron; he reaches over to grab Page, and drops him across the top rope with a sleeper slam and Seth lands on the outside of the ring, but quickly rolls back into the ring as CCP falls forward and rolls onto his back.

Seth makes the cover:}


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{Page is able to kick out!}


VASCO DIAS: Whew! I mean– I knew that Page was going to kick out. He’s just making sure these fans get their money's worth!

TERRI MORASCO: Seth Evans just needs to keep his foot on the gas!


{Seth Evans stalks over Chris Page, who is still lying on his back for now, and Seth decides to show off his own athleticism here; he takes a step back, and goes forward to go for a standing shooting star press!

Page gets his knees up at the last second, and Seth holds his ribs in some slight pain; Seth stands back up and goes for a quick stomp against Page, but Page covers. A second stomp, but Page is still in a good defensive position while now adjusting to fight to get back up. Seth shoots a couple of kicks at Page, and Page is blocking with his elbows to finally earn his standing position, and while Seth is shooting another couple of kicks, he dashes backward to avoid the confrontation and then immediately lunges forward and drives a knee to Seth’s stomach which hits his mark.

Page takes Seth up and back down with a belly to belly suplex!

Page goes back for Seth again, and is looking for the cover, but since Seth is already getting up while clutching his back he doesn’t bother. When Seth does stand up this time, Page delivers a swift kick to his midsection before drawing him in and lifting him and down with a piledriver! Page is able to make the cover this time:}


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{Seth kicks out!}


VASCO DIAS: Come on, Blue Shoes, you need to count to the right sequence!

TERRI MORASCO: He’s counting right!

VASCO DIAS: He’s counting slow! He’s trying to screw Chris Page over, and I bet it’s because Page won’t sponsor him in CCPE!

TERRI MORASCO: Are you even in CCPE?

VASCO DIAS: I have a button. {Vasco displays it proudly.}

{CCP is back to his feet where he complains of a slow count toward the referee. The official shows him two fingers with a shoulder pop motion. Chris backs the referee into a neutral corner before lightly slapping him on the side of the cheek. He turns his attention back toward Seth, who has pulled himself up by the ropes.

Page rushes toward him where he sends Seth over the top rope and out to the apron with a lariat.

Seth gets back to his feet as we see Page run toward a set of buckles where he springboards off the middle rope with a dropkick to the face of Evans, sending him sailing off the apron and down to the floor at the feet of the big bastard, Holden Ross.

Chris rolls out to the floor under the bottom rope as Holden throws up both hands as he backs away from the action allowing for Page to pick Seth up off the floor. He takes him and looks to drive him face first off the steel steps only to see Seth put on the brakes to a pop from the crowd! He drives an elbow to the ribs of CCP before counting and smashing Page face first off the ring steps!

Evans drives Page face first off the steps a second time before taking a back waist lock on CCP where he delivers a release German Suplex on the floor!

Evans doesn’t waste any time with walking over to Page, and kneels down to pull him back up to his feet; he gets Page to his feet and fires with a knife edge chop! He follows in right away a front kick that causes CCP to keel over, and Seth gets him in a front headlock with intent to transition to another maneuver.

CCP charges Seth backward and both crash against the barricade! CCP backs up and uses several more shoulder thrusts to crush Seth’s midsection between his shoulders and the barricade and is able to get free from him for this instance… After breaking free, CCP kicks Seth and then takes a step back to get a running start while coming in for a knee! Seth reverses by lifting Page up and bringing him down in a flapjack fashion over the barricade where he is hanging for several seconds.}

VASCO DIAS: Chris Page is going to feel that one in the morning!

TERRI MORASCO: I think these two need to get back into the ring where it’s safe! There’s no telling what could happen on the outside!

VASCO DIAS: It’s no holds barred, Terri!

{Seth takes a moment to catch his breath but looks over at Holden Ross to let him know that he sees him… The momentary distraction gives Page time to bring his feet back to the ground; Seth reaches forward ready to grab him, but Page throws an elbow! A second elbow, and a quick jab knocks the wind from Seth, and then Page grabs his head and slams it against the barricade!

Chris motions for the crowd to make a hole and security is starting to push some of the crowd back, as Chris Page pulls Seth back to his feet before locking his arms around his waist and taking him over the barricade with an overhead belly to belly suplex! Seth crashes into a bunch of chairs while stirring but is in visible pain.}

TERRI MORASCO: This action has spilled out into the crowd!

VASCO DIAS: Evans should’ve known better who he was getting involved with!

{Page follows Evans into the audience; security tries harder to keep the fans at bay. Seth is getting to his feet when Page grabs him with a headlock and begins to punch his head and starts to direct him through the audience…as the two continue up the stairs, security becomes more and more scarce, so some of the fans are able to get closer.

Seth is able to hit an elbow to Page’s midsection to delay him, and break free from his grasp. Seth throws left-handed punches to continue to stagger him, but Page fires with another knee and then reaches back and snatches a soda from a fan’s hands, and throws it in Seth’s face! While Seth is blinded, Page mockingly slaps him several times and then shoves Seth backward as he tumbles into a seat that has been vacated by the fan to avoid being caught in the crossfire. Page stands on top of the chair near Seth and begins to stomp down on him several times while Seth is forced to do his best to raise his arms for defense.

Page snaps his finger at a fan and gestures for them to come forward…}

TERRI MORASCO: What’s he doing?

VASCO DIAS: Making a fan's dream come true!

{The fan hobbles over and Page holds his hand out; the fan hands him his crutch, and Page raises it over his head holding it momentarily before crashing it down across Seth’s back! Seth arches his back, and Page puts the crutch under Seth’s chin using it to choke him.}

VASCO DIAS: Brilliant!

{Page holds the crutch against Seth’s neck while verbally berating him.}

{Page starts pummeling Seth for several shots before finally letting him go; Seth collapses down but uses the chair to pull himself back up while Page goes to town with a few more shots with the crutch before it is visibly useless. Page reaches down to grab Seth by the head and thrashes it against the chairrest! Page takes him into another headlock and starts leading him further up until they get to the concourse.

Seth breaks free again at the concourse and starts firing with lefts and rights, causing Page to lose some of his ground; Page raises his arms to deflect a couple of the shots and then drives a knee into his sternum…Seth takes the brunt of the damage, but Page pays for it as he hobbles momentarily and it’s clear that Seth has his leg…

Page hops a couple of times and raises his hands as if to ask for mercy, but goes to catch Seth off-guard with an enzuigiri! Seth is able to duck underneath, and Page lands on his stomach while Seth is looking to get the ankle lock in! Page is clawing at the concrete floor to try to find anything to grab and pull himself away.}

VASCO DIAS: Somebody stop him!

TERRI MORASCO: There’s no rules, Vasco! It’s a no holds barred, and up there, Seth can just keep that hold in until Chris either taps out from the pain or he has to break it!

VASCO DIAS: Seth wouldn’t!

{Page is frantically shaking his leg to attempt to force Seth off, but Seth has a death grip on his ankle but still unable to get the hold locked in; Page is able to roll himself over and starts kicking Seth in the face with his free leg. One! Two! THREE KICKS! Three kicks finally force Seth to release the hold, and CCP scoots back and finally back up to his feet…}

VASCO DIAS: What a close call!

{Page charges toward Seth as he’s still getting up and goes for a running DDT! Seth is able to stay on his feet, and gets his arms around Page’s waist while running him backward against the wall and punches Page several times against the ribs. Page grunts from the shots that Seth connects with, and Seth stands up immediately throwing in a headbutt that staggers both men. Page gets an arm around Seth’s neck and starts throwing elbows against the side of his head.}

TERRI MORASCO: This thing has boiled down to a straight brawl!

{Page still has Seth around the neck with one arm, and Seth returns the gesture; both of them are just swinging with their other arm landing punches wherever they can while Page is also trying to get himself away from the wall…and he succeeds! Page gets an elbow that lands just right against Seth and causes his fighting to slow down while Page continues battling him back to one of the merchandising stands… Page grabs Seth by the back of the head and hurls him over the top of it! The merchandiser stands as far away from the action as he can, as Page starts flipping through some of the shirts.}

CHRIS PAGE: No, no, no, no, no. JC Keeton? This’ll do!

{Page takes the shirt and goes behind the merchandising stand, and wraps the shirt around Seth’s neck and starts using it to choke him! The fabric from the shirt begins to rip, and Page throws as many punches as he can. The merchandiser cowers back in fear of Page.}

CHRIS PAGE: That’s on clearance, right?

{The merchandiser nods.}

TERRI MORASCO: That shirt’s no good now!

VASCO DIAS: According to Chris Page, that’s all that shirt’s worth!

{Chris reaches for Seth, who is hacking while trying to regain his breath; Seth reaches up and slams Page’s head against the merchandising stand! Seth gets back up and delivers a hard knife edge chop, and takes Page onto his shoulders before parading around the top of the concourse for several seconds looking for the EXTERMINATION!

Page fires with several elbows against Seth’s head and is able to get back down… Page delivers a few forearm strikes, but Seth fires back with some of his own that swings the momentum back in his favor. Seth charges forward and takes Page down with a double leg takedown, and follows through with a side headlock while pummeling Page. Page raises an arm for defense, but Seth is relentless, and the crowd is getting fired up from the constant back and forth action, so Seth releases after several of the punches and taunts out to the crowd and calls for them to get louder.

The momentary distraction allows Page to roll Seth into a schoolboy, and Blue Shoes is to make the count:}



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{Seth kicks out just in the nick of time!}

VASCO DIAS: I still think Blue Shoes is slowing down that count!

TERRI MORASCO: It was perfect, but just not enough. Page did almost steal it away with that quick roll up.

{Seth rolls backward and up to his feet, while Page is already standing. Page is quicker on the draw and connects with a Code Breaker! He reaches back as his own back is in pain from hitting the concrete, but he rolls Seth over and makes the cover on the concourse again.}



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{Seth gets his shoulder up!

Page begins shouting toward Blue Shoes, and claps his hands together while trying to educate him on how to count.}

VASCO DIAS: A little warm up lesson would probably do some wonders.

{Page stands up and pulls Seth along with him, and delivers an uppercut to stagger him; he gets him into a front headlock and mouths off at a few of the nearby fans…Seth stomps Page’s foot several times! Page hobbles from the stomp and stumbles back a few steps, and Seth charges in lifting Page up for a big spear as both of them crash into the hallway! Adults are holding their children back and free from being caught in any sort of crossfire.

Seth gets back to his feet and stomps on Page as he holds the back of his head from the landing; after the stomp, Page rolls onto his stomach and gets up, and Seth drives in with a knee to his shoulder before getting him into a front headlock and transitioning into a guillotine choke but before he can get it locked in, Page lifts him up and drops him with a back body drop! Page goes for an elbow drop immediately after, and Seth rolls out of the way!

Both get back to their feet in some discomfort. Seth delivers a straight kick to Page’s midsection and then charges in right after! Page steps to the side, and turns Seth’s momentum against him by throwing him into the concrete wall! Page follows in for a clothesline that connects and thrashes Seth’s head between his arm and the wall… Seth staggers away from the wall, a bit banged up and dazed, and Page pulls him and drops him down with the Manhattan Drop.

Security is pouring onto the scene to hold back the fans.

Page reaches forward and does a quick eye rake while pushing Seth back until they crash into the concession stand. Page slams Seth’s head down against the concession stand, then presses his elbow against the back of his head while pushing all of his weight down against him.}

CHRIS PAGE: Good! I’m famished!

VASCO DIAS: He’s hungry, Terri! He’s hungry.

TERRI MORASCO: I highly doubt that’s why they’re there.

CHRIS PAGE: Listen, bub, I’ll take an order of the umm… the nachos!

{Seth tries to get himself free, and Page delivers a few more elbows.}

CHRIS PAGE: Wait your turn! I’m talking! …the nachos. And…do you want anything? Just the nachos!

{The concession stand worker puts nachos on the counter.}

{Right as Page reaches for a nacho, Seth finally gets free and flings Page forward! Page crashes into two of the people working behind the concession, and Seth grabs the nachos and flings them at Page with cheese getting everywhere.}

VASCO DIAS: Those were perfectly good nachos! And those weren’t even his to throw!

{Page is getting up while Seth climbs over the counter to get behind the concession stand, too; he kicks Page a couple times in the chest before helping the concession workers up and directing them away from the scene. Page is still against the wall and uses it to push himself back to a vertical base, but Seth grabs his head and slams it against the soda machine!}

SETH EVANS: You thirsty, Chris? Diet, right?

{While holding Page in place, Seth begins running the soda machine against Page who is grunting and trying to force Seth back especially with the soda now getting into his hair.}

TERRI MORASCO: That’s not good for the hair!

{Page throws a few elbows to his midsection but to no avail…he spots something below and pulls the door to the mini fridge open as hard as he can and it hits Evans right in the kneecap! A furious Page stands tall and goes for an overhand strike; Seth manages to catch and reverse, hitting Page with his own overhand strike!

Seth continues bringing in a few more overhand strikes until Page is finally able to answer with a front kick that stuns him; Seth stumbles back, but immediately launches forward with a cactus clothesline while both men go back over the concession stand and back with the mass audience! Security has managed to hold them back still.

Seth manages to get to his feet where he punts Page in the ribcage as he reaches all fours, soda dripping from his hair. Seth reaches down picking Page up off the floor where he takes him towards a mens room! Security keeps a buffer around them as Seth takes Page and hurls him into the mens room where he smashes him into a concrete wall!

He brings Page around the corner where some dudes washing their hands quickly scatter as Seth takes Page and looks to drive his face one of the mirrors! Page puts on the brakes! He counters and it’s Seth whose face shatters the glass busting him wide open in the process!}


VASCO DIAS: You see what happens when you fight out of your league?

TERRI MORASCO: These two are just destroying each other, but Page has busted Seth wide open with that one!


{Chris doesn’t let up as he stomps away at the bloody forehead of Seth before picking him up off the floor, he drives him through a stall door where he crams his face in a toilet before flushing it!}

CHRIS PAGE: I prefer diet, you prefer shit!

{Chris yanks Seth up and out of the toilet where he hulrs him down to the bathroom floor. Chris snatches the trashcan and empties it on top of Seth.}

CHRIS PAGE: Trash for trash!

{Page slams the trash can down on top of Evans before picking him up out of the debris where he takes him back out to the corridor to the concourse. Page laces Evans across the chest wit ha knife edge chop before thumbing him in the eye! He latches on to a front waist lock where he snaps off a release overhead belly-to-belly suplex!

Evans body splats on the floor as we see Chris slowly starting to get back to his feet.

He picks Seth up where he takes him through a closed curtain and into the lower bowl of the arena. Page takes him down the stairs to the floor level where he drags Evans back toward the barrier where he hurls him back over into the ringside area.

Chris climbs over the barrier where he directs his attention toward the ring. He makes his way over where he reaches under the ring pulling out a Barbwire Wrapped Steel Chair.}


VASCO DIAS: Wait? Could it be?!

TERRI MORASCO: Hasn’t he done enough?!


{Chris has a smirk on his face as he raises the chair high in the air for all to see before turn his attention back toward Evans. Chris walks over where he raises the chair high in the air but it’s Evans with a low blow to a roar from the crowd! Page falls back to the floor, dropping the chair! Seth starts to crawl toward the barbed wire wrapped chair! The crowd get louder and louder the closer and closer Seth seems to get until finally he grabs the chair by the legs.

Seth starts working his way back up to his feet with the chair in hand.

The crowd is on fire as Seth measures Page who now is using the guardrail to pull himself up where he turns around seeking out Seth only to he waffled in the face with the Barbed Wire wrapped chair to the loudest pop of the night! CCP crumbles like a ton of bricks to the floor as he is busted wide open! Seth, his face a crimson mask looks down at Page where he starts shaking his head!}


VASCO DIAS: What did we just see? Seth just hit that chair back into Page and hurt the money maker!

TERRI MORASCO: You have to remember that it was PAGE who brought it out in the first place!


{The crowd roars as Seth slides the barbed wire wrapped chair into the ring before turning around and snatching the bloody CCP up off the floor. He hurls him into the ring before sliding under the bottom rope. Seth uses the ropes to get to his feet, his eyes fixate on the Barbwed Wire wrapped chair. He picks it up, places it over the face of Page before starting to stomp down on the chair driving the barbed wire further into the face of Page!

He stomps down a second time as the crowd gets louder and louder with a third stomp driven down into the chair!

Seth reaches down picking the chair up off Page’s face exposing the bloody mess that he’s left the face of professional wrestling in. The crowd is so far behind Seth Evans it’s insane as he holds the barbed wire wrapped chair in his hands. He bounces off the ropes and uses the chair as a makeshift elbow driving it into the face of Page!

Seth makes the cover hooking the near leg.}

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{Page kicks out to a massive gasp from the crowd!}



VASCO DIAS: What a close call! Seth is out of control, and I think someone needs to get in there and stop him!

TERRI MORASCO: This match has just gone all over the arena, and is now back in the ring where they are continuing to tear each other apart!


{Seth wipes some of the blood away from his face as he cuts his eyes toward the referee who shows him two fingers as he gets to both knees before stepping up to his feet. Seth looks around the sold out crowd with intensity in his eyes as he lets out a primal scream before backing up into a corner where he starts to stomp his right boot on the mat calling for the Superkick!

The crowd claps along with the slow stomp on the mat that only starts to increase the as a very bloody CCP starts to roll over where he pushes himself up off the mat out of a pool of his own blood. He’s got a glazed look in his eyes as he reaches one knee before stepping up to his feet. He slowly starts to turn his body around.}


VASCO DIAS: No, no, no, no, no! Don’t turn around, Chris!

TERRI MORASCO: We could be seeing BULLTRUE!


{Seth explodes out from the corner looking to connect with the Superkick! Page ducks out of the way!

Seth spins around where he’s met with the JUDAS EFFECT!

Page rocks Seth before booting him in the midsection where he delivers the PAGE PLANT on top of the Barbed Wire Wrapped Chair! Page and Evans are both laid out on the mat. The referee is powerless as he kneels down checking on them both!

Seconds pass before we see CCP slowly manage to roll Seth over where he drapes an arm over his chest.}


1!!




2!!




3!!


DING…DING… DING…

ALISON VALANCE: THE WINNER OF THE MATCH, “CHRONIC” CHRIS PAGE!

{The crowd is silenced upon the three count being made as CCP rolls over on to his back where he looks up at the lights.}


TERRI MORASCO: I can’t believe what we just saw. He beat Seth…in our own house!

VASCO DIAS: Chris Page is one of the best in the industry, and you do not invite him and think that you stand a chance! He came to our house, and beat one of our originals, because this is what he does!


{Chris, his body wrecked in pain begins to get back up to his feet where he staggers back into the ropes looking down at Seth Evans where he gives him a nod of the head firmly acknowledging that on this night Seth brought his shit.

The referee raises Page’s arm in the air to boos from the crowd when suddenly those boos divert to cheers as MATT KNOX storms down the ramp! Page sees him coming and as Knox hits the ring on one side Page rolls out to the floor on the other!

Knox is seething as Page flips him off making his exit. We see Matt turn his attention toward Seth who is slowly starting to stir. Knox walks over and helps him to his feet where he looks to congratulate him on giving his best efforts.

WAIT!!

INTO THE VOID!!

Knox pops back up to his feet where he climbs up on a set of buckles pointing and yelling obscenities at Page who blows him a kiss as he exits.}

TERRI MORASCO: What did we just witness Matt Knox just do?! Our IWF World TV Champion…he just hit Seth Evans with Into the Void?!

[Jess Fowler]

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{ Stephen Terrella is resting on a chair in his in his dressing room, wrapping his left hand in black tape. Drawing it tight with a quick tug, he breaks the tape from the roll and tosses what's left on his bag in front of him. Taking in a deep breath, he collects his thoughts. He feels the soft skin on Portia's hand glide across his back as she brings a bottle of water over from the mini fridge in the corner. }

Portia: Here you go, baby.

{ Taking the bottle of water in hand, he gives the cap a twist. }

Terrella: You don't got to do this- go out there I mean, if you don't want to. I don't want you to have to be cuffed to that bitch.

{ Portia leans over, resting her chin on his shoulder and wrapping her arms around his waist. }

Portia: I know, but I want to be with you.

{ His only sense of calm in this world were these moments with her. }

Terrella: I ain't going to let her fucking ruin this for us. I already talked to someone, just remember, make sure her right hand goes in the cuff, your left. I don't want anything to happen to you out there, so be ready.

Portia: Ok.

Terrella: I got to get up and stretch my back out, it's tight.

{ Portia lets go so Terrella can stand up. She circles around from behind the chair. }

Portia: Do you need me to help you?

Terrella: I just needed to stand up a minute. I did want to ask you something though... and I was going to ask you out there, but I don't know what the hell is going to happen tonight, so I'm just gonna ask you here.

Portia: Ok...

{ She seems a bit confused as to what exactly is going on. }

Terrella: You've been with me through a lot, supported me when no one else in this fucking world has... and I don't know what my life would be without you... but I know I love you more than anything in this world...

{ He digs into his front right pocket, pulling out a small jewelery case. She puts both hands to her mouth as she starts to piece together where this may be leading in her head. As Terrella slowly goes down to a knee, her eyes start to well up a little. }

Terrella: Babe, would you marry me?

{ He opens the case, revealing the ring. She stands in front of him almost speechless, but finally says... }

Portia: Yes!

{ She leans over and throws both arms around him, only pulling away to give him a kiss. He takes her hand, sliding the ring on. She wipes some tears as he slowly brings himself to his feet, and then she takes a look at her outstreteched hand with the ring on it. There is a sniffle, followed by a bit of a laugh. }

Portia: There goes my makeup.

{ Terrella wraps his massive arms around her, pulling her in close. }

Vasco Dias: That was... it was beautiful, Morasco.

Terri Morasco: Are you... crying? They're terrible people, Vasco!

Vasco Dias: Why do you hate love, Morasco?

Terri Morasco: I don't! I just hate them! But would you cry if, let's just say hypothetically, Ulf asked me to marry him? That would be beautiful, wouldn't it? With all of his ripply muscles...

Vasco Dias: Pfft! Of course not! I don't cry over things I clearly know would be a joke, and the only way that'd ever happen is if it was an April Fools prank and Ulf had about two barrells worth of mead. If you're going to try to make a point, at least do it with a realistic scenario! I'm not saying no one could love you, even if I only think of you as a verbal punching bag. Just shoot lower. Maybe someone like Mr. Happy? You're both solid twos.

Terri Morasco: I hate you, Vasco. Not just like a little bit, either.