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Post by Jess Fowler on Jul 16, 2022 0:45:30 GMT
{ The show opener for Friday Night Sacrifice plays to the theme of Born for One Thing by Gojira showing clips of all the current champions as well as some of the biggest stars in IWF currently. }
Terri Morasco: Ladies and gentlemen we are live from a sold out Blue Cross Arena in Rochester New York for Friday Night Sacrifice! I'm Terri Morasco and joining me as always is Vasco…
{The beat to "Born Legendary" by Vo Williams kicks in cutting off Terri's introduction and bringing the fans to their feet, all booing in unison.}
I crawled out the gutter
I rose to the top
My reign everlasting
I can’t be stopped
I was made for the throne
Rise up til I moan
You been waiting on a ruler
Well I’m home
{ As soon as he says the word "Home" pyro explodes from the rampway as JC Keeton steps through the curtain, dressed in an old nCw t-shirt featuring Angel Blake with the sleeves cut out and cargo shorts. The IWF World Championship is proudly over his shoulder as he makes his way towards the ring. He stops about midway down the aisle after noticing a young fan holding up a sign that reads "Why JC? Why?" He slides the silver aviators he was wearing down on the bridge of his nose then smirks before snatching the sign from the kid. He continues down the aisle with the sign and when he reaches the ring he leaps up onto the apron and steps through the ropes. }
Terri Morasco: I'm heartbroken at this young man's sudden change in attitude.
Vasco Dias: Sudden? I saw it coming a mile away. These are his true colors Morasco.
{ JC takes the center of the ring with a microphone in hand but the booing just gets louder. He holds the sign up and the entire arena chants "Why? Why? Why?" before he rips the sign up and screams into the mic. }
JC Keeton: That's what I'm trying to tell you fickle fucks if you'd just shut up! I can just leave I guess.
Vasco Dias: Please do.
Terri Morasco: No! I want an explanation for his heinous actions to end Sacrifice last week and so do all these people.
{ A few fans actually chant "Yes!" at Keeton's threat to leave but most of them who have been waiting a week for answers quieten down. }
JC Keeton: Why? You honestly want to know why as if it ain't obvious. For months now I been hearing the boos and every week they get a little louder. Y'all ain't got nobody to blame but yourselves. When I walked into The Revolution's suite last week I honestly did it with the absolute best of intentions. I've tried my best to be the good guy even though it ain't in my nature but you assholes just insist that I'm a bad guy no matter how hard I try not to be. Nothing I did was planned, I just saw Nick Knight holding MY TITLE in his filthy hands and heard YOU all cheering at the thought of that picture being a reality but it ain't ever gonna be! Nick Knight has never done shit in this business besides bleed in bingo halls and you love that broken down never was. I'm a blue chip, blue blood who has it all. The looks, the skills in the ring and on the stick. I'm literally the most marketable star in IWF history but you morons choose to cheer the previously mentioned pin cushion, painted up old relics, and the bedwetter that beat him to expose him as anything but a God before I ended the One Hit Wonder's farce of a title reign to finally gain my rightful spot at the top.
{ A massive "You Can't Kill Him!" chant starts. }
JC Keeton: That's cute but I wasn't tryin' to kill him I just wanted to derail that overhyped train. Mission accomplished. Speaking of overhyped, I hear Pax has something to say this week and I eagerly await it cause it feels like it's been a minute since we've seen him or heard anything from him. I can't wait to end this dream of his at Bloody Assizes, cause lightning don't strike twice and when he beat me for the Television title last year that was his peak. This…
{ He raises the title in the air.}
JC Keeton: Is mine. And there's nothing Pax Stromcrow, Wraith, Angel Blake, Nick Knight, or any of the other delusional fucks sitting back there right now watching this and chomping at the bit to rip my head off can do to change that. I'm better than every single one of you.
{ With that he drops the mic and "Born Legendary" hits again as he rolls out of the ring and casually strolls up the ramp taking in the boos with a sly grin. }
Terri Morasco: Bold statement from the World Champion. I hate his change in attitude though.
Vasco Dias: He actually sold me, that's a level of confidence few can match.
Terri Morasco: We'll be right back with our first match of the night and it's an Heir to the Throne qualifier!
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HEIR TO THE THRONE QUALIFIER
Arthur Lucideous vs La Bolsa
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Teri Morasco: Our opening contest to night is Heir To The Throne qualifier between IWF’s favorite paper bag wearing luchador and the number one contender for the Television Championship.
Vasco Dias: This is an interesting match up, as they have similar in ring styles, but you have to think that Arthur is in the head of La Bolsa after eliminating him in last weeks battle royal.
{Arthur Lucideus walks down to the ring slowly and he dances and sings along to his theme as the crowd boo him on, once he gets in the ring he takes off his shirt and bowtie and gives them to ringside personnel.}
Teri Morasco: We know that after winning last weeks battle royal Arthur will be facing Dane Preston at Bloody Assizes, but he’s not had much in the way of success in singles action.
{As the opening of La Bolsa by Bersuit Vergarabat reverberates throughout the arena, the one and only bagged luchador steps out! Vibing to his own music, he bobs his head in an exaggerated motion before spreading his arms out wide. After holding this pose for a moment, La Bolsa strolls down the entrance way, pausing in order to give a small child in the front row their very own paper bag mask. Content with his deed, he finally reaches the steps, his gaze surfing over the crowd. With a pointer finger raised up to the heavens, he grabs onto the top rope before vaulting over it to enter the ring.}
Vasco Dias: Yeah, but when was the last time you remember La Bolsa winning a match? You can tell me after the match, because it will probably take you that long to remember.
{The referee calls for the bell and the action starts off fast with both men showing off their technical ability with a flurry of counter wrestling until Arthur gains an advantage and has La Bolsa on the mat locked in a vicious side headlock. The man from Birmingham is really cranking down on the skull of the luchadore, until suddenly La Bolsa pops free leaving Lucideus holding nothing but an empty paper bag. A furious Alpha Male slams his fists against the canvas and gets to his feet only to be taken down by a hurricanrana. Staying on the attack La Bolsa waits as Lucideus makes his way back to a vertical base before planting him with a roaring forearm that has the Brit on dream street. La Bolsa tries to continue the hunt, but God's Gift To Everything takes a powder to gather his wits.}
Teri Morasco: Arthur Lucideus probably smart to just get out of the ring and try to break any momentum that La Bolsa might be building.
Vasco Dias: I can’t believe he let bag head get any momentum to begin with.
{Inside of the ring La Bolsa backs away to the opposite side of the ring and takes off looking for a tope suicida, but instead of diving through the ropes he hits it with his shoulders bounces back into a somersault landing in super hero pose, making the crowd erupt in cheers. Lucideus is not impressed and rolls back into the ring with bad intentions written all over his face. The masked man sees him coming and meets him head on with a blistering knife edge chop. The Alpha Male returns in kind and the fire fight begins. Back and forth they go, neither man gaining an advantage, until La Bolsa ups the ante with a stiff forearm that sends Arthur staggering back into the ropes, but the Brit doesn’t back down and hits a comebacker lariat that nearly knocks La Bolsa out of his boots. The Mexican superstar is obviously rattled, but he refuses to go down, instead coming back with another roaring forearm that staggers Arthur, but does not take him off of his feet. The game of one upmanship finally ends though when Lucideus nearly beheads his opponent with a stiff Alpha Kick. Quickly he hooks the leg and makes the cover…
One
Two
Thr…
La Bosa kicks out!!!}
Teri Morasco: I don’t know how either of these men are still conscious after the bombs that they were both throwing.
Vasco Dias: That’s what this spot in Heir To The Throne means to both of them.
{A sick grin comes onto the face of The Alpha Male as he stands and pulls La Bolsa to his feet. Shoving the mask man’s head between his knees Lucideus then front flips planting La Bolsa skull first on the canvas with The Booty Call. Knowing that the match is over with that sick flip piledriver Arthur lays his back against the chest of his opponent and counts along with Tommy Knockers…
One
Two
Thr…}
Teri Morasco: How did La Bolsa kick out after being hit with an Alpha Kick followed by a Booty Call?
Vasco Dias: Maybe the weirdo has more heart than we give him credit for.
{Arthur nods as he climbs to a vertical base, but it is obvious from his body language that he is seething. Slowly he backs away from La Bolsa and just waits until the man from Monterey to sit up before charging and looking to end it all with Gift From A God, but La Bolsa has it well scounted and sits back down causing Arthur to whiff on the PK attempt. The man in the paper mask then nips up before planting Lucideus with La Bolsa Tonic. The official drops down for the count…
One
Two
Thr…}
Teri Morasco: Just like that La Bolsa is back in this match.
Vasco Dias: The thing about facing a guy like La Bolsa that you always have to worry about is that quick hitting offense. Arthur Lucideus just found that out the hard way.
{La Bolsa quickly scrambles to the top rope and signals to the fans that he is about to hit his world famous diving head butt. Leaping high into the air Arthur rolls out of the way and the masked men comes down hard on top of the paperbag that Arthur had removed earlier in the match. Wasting no time The Alpha Male hoists La Bolsa up onto his shoulders and locks on the Beta Male Breaker. The paper bag wearing warrior tries desperately to escape, but after several seconds he has no chose but to submit.}
Winner: Arthur Lucideus
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HEIR TO THE THRONE QUALIFIER
Thaddeus Isambard Bancroft vs Jason Williams
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Teri Morasco: Next up we have our second of five qualifying matches for HTTT. I will be honest this is one of my favorite times of the year.
Vasco Dias: You really need to get more of a life Morasco.
{ The Lights black out as the Imperial Aquila Lights up on the tron,Thaddeus rises from the stage, surrounded by smoke a single spot light on him and Harriet. The commissar’s Cap tipped low and wearing the medals that denote his station, umbrella under one arm, pausing to walk up the ropes to pass his coat, and cap to Harriet and climb into the ring even as the lights raise as he stands in the middle of the ring hands behind his back }
Teri Morasco: Thadeus Bancroft has been looking good since his return to action, having picked up a win against Alex Bronson and being the last man eliminated in last weeks battle royal.
Vasco Dias: Jason Williams on the other hand is in a bit of a slump. His only recent win coming in mixed tag action.
{After allowing the guitar instrumental to play out for a short while Jason takes to the stage, soaking all of the atmosphere in; the lights, the fans, the noise. He slaps a few hands as he makes his way to the ring, not so much that he goes out of his way to do so but he's not going to actively ignore people. He climbs the steel steps and walks the apron for a moment, glancing once more at the fans before entering the ring through the middle rope. He'll take position in the center and stare at the hard-cam, hands clasped behind his back, as he prepares for battle. He does not have to wait long as Bancroft shoots across the ring and punches him in the back of the head. The referee calls for the bell as the beat down continues.}
Teri Morasco: Leave it to Thaddeus Bancroft to jump a man before the bell. He truly is a despicable human being.
Vasco Dias: I see absolutely nothing wrong with it, especially in a match as important as this one.
{Williams finally rolls to the safety of the floor to try and regroup with Mr. Big giving him advice. Thaddeus was happy to stay in the ring and let Blue Shoes begin his count…
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Satisfied with the new plan of action The Fantastic rolls back into the ring, but is once again attacked before he can even get to his feet. Blue Shoes admonishes Bancroft, but the good Captain ignores him and just keeps putting the boots to his opponent. Finally the IWF Senior Official physically pushes the Multiverse Traveller back and warns him that if he does it again it again he will be disqualified. This set Hariett Du Lac off and she jumped up on to the apron to argue with Blue Shoes, But Mr. Big was having none of it and pulled her back to the floor. The manager of Thaddeus Bancroft does not take this well and open hand slaps the former wrestler across the face. Having none of it Blue Shoes sends them both packing back to the locker room.}
Teri Morasco: Good, maybe now we can have a good clean match.
{Back inside of the ring Jason Williams has finally climbed to his feet, but it doesn’t last long. In all of the chaos happening on the floor Bancroft takes the opportunity to hit a blatant low blow and then roll him up. Blue shoes turns around and makes the count…
One
Two
Three!!!}
Teri Morasco: Thaddeus Bancroft has stolen this match and qualified for Heir To The Throne.
Vasco Dias: You know the old saying Morasco, “Win if you can, lose if you must, but always cheat.”
Winner: Thaddeus Bancroft
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HEIR TO THE THRONE QUALIFIER
Chris Miller vs Alek Bronson
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Terri Morasco: Here we go with another Heir to the Throne qualifier!
Vasco Dias: Chris Miller has looked impressive in his short time here but I think Alek Bronson can be a real dark horse in this year's HTTT if he gets past Miller tonight.
{ "Seether - Careless Whisper" begins playing through the arena speakers, the crowd immediately begins booing loudly along to the intro of the song. Chris Miller steps out onto the stage looking left and right at the booing crowd, forming a smug smirk on his face before continuing on his way to the ring where he performs at a level nobody else can. Chris Miller slowly walks on the ramp, looking around at the booing crowd with that same smirk on his face. He steps into the ring, outstretching his arms with his eyes closed in the center of the ring, soaking in all the hate the IWF Universe can afford to give him.}
Terri Morasco: He hasn't exactly endeared himself to the fans.
Vasco Dias: They have no taste, I like him.
{ The beginning of " The Chain" starts, the arena fades to darkness as on the titantron the Smile comes on. Lights flicker as lightning strikes the ramp. The spotlight shines on Alek. As his head raises showing the mask. He walks to the ring looking around. He slides into the ring. Then just laughs maniacally.}
Terri Morasco: He's a little frightening, I have to admit.
Vasco Dias: Is it the crazy or the fact he's 6'9" and 265lbs?
Terri Morasco: Both!
{The third HTTT qualifier of the night kicked off with a lot of stalling from Miller and angry laughter from Bronson as he chased the smaller man around the ring and the ringside area. Finally the International Savior would engage the Cheshire Warriors by planting his feet into his chest with a beautiful dropkick that sent Alek over the top rope to the floor. They would spend the next several minutes fighting on the floor, making sure to break the count to avoid the count out considering the stakes of the match up. Bronson would drop Miller throat first onto the guardrail to turn the tides in his favor.}
{With the action finally returning to the ring it would be all Alek Bronson as Miller still appeared to be suffering from what went on outside the ring. A pair of Chokeslams nearly sealed it for the big man but the newcomer showed great resilience in kicking out at the last second. Clearly frustrated that he couldn't put the rookie away Alek began trying to remove the turnbuckle pad but Blue Shoes put a stop to it allowing Miller to actually successfully remove the pad. A Drop Toe Hold later and Bronson was busted open. The blood seemed to motivate him however as he smiled widely, his bright white teeth now stained red.}
{ Bronson went on a warpath whipping Miller into each corner before hitting a big boot, on the fourth boot attempt however Miller moved and Brinson straddled the top rope in a very uncomfortable looking way. While Alek was stuck in that position Miller attempted a splash but Blue Shoes got squashed between the two competitors and went down. Miller would then hit a blatant low blow and pull Bronson out of the corner. Chris sized his opponent up stalking behind him looking for his Pump Handle Uranage known as the International Bottom but didn’t notice IWF World Champion JC Keeton slide into the ring behind him. Keeton snatched Miller into a Half & Half Suplex, dumping him hard on the back of his head. JC pulled Miller back to his feet only to send him back down with an Ode To the Outlaw. By this point Alek Bronson had recovered as Keeton slid out of the ring. Bronson shrugged, woke up Blue Shoes and pinned Miller for the 1…2…3!}
Winner: Alek Bronson
Terri Morasco: Alek Bronson has qualified for the Heir to the Throne with an unlikely assist from JC Keeton.
Vasco Dias: Chris Miller had some strong words for the champ earlier in the week. You know what they say about payback.
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SEGMENT
Vasco Views
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{ We come back from the commercial break to an “EARLIER TODAY” message on the screen. Slowly we fade into what appears to be a lobby. Vasco Dias sits in the center of the shot with Caroline Machado to one side of him and the IWF World Champion, Shelly Diamond on the other. }
Vasco Dias: Welcome to another edition of Vasco Views! I am your host, Vasco Dias! Today I am joined by the number one contender to the IWF Women’s World Championship, Caroline Machado and the IWF Women’s World Champion herself, Shelly Diamond! Ladies, thank you both for joining me today.
Shelly Diamond: It’s my pleasure, Vasco.
Caroline Machado: Hi!!! I’m honored to be here…
{ Vasco crosses his legs and prepares himself. }
Vasco Dias: Let’s get right down to the brass tacks. Caroline you’ve been here working away in the IWF for a little while now, how does it feel getting ready to step into the ring with someone like Shelly Diamond?
{ Caroline closed her eyes and took a deep breath. }
Caroline Machado: I…I never pictured this moment. It feels so long ago that JJ and Fiona traveled to the Performance Center to watch my Imperial tryout when it’s only been a little over a year. But never, nos meus sonhos mais loucos, did I imagine this day would come. I…I feel humbled and blessed by the fans’ posts on the Twitter, but all I know is that I expect a fight – a bloody trial, as it is.
{ Vasco nods as he turns to Shelly. }
Vasco Dias: Now Shelly, you’ve faced a who’s who of challengers since becoming the IWF Womens World Champion, how are you feeling about stepping into the ring against someone like Caroline Machado?
Shelly Diamond: I assume by that question you mean, how do I feel stepping into the ring with someone so new to professional wrestling?
{ Vasco nods his head slightly. }
Shelly Diamond: Our rivalry aside? I’m not going to pretend like Caroline isn’t a worthy challenger. Not only did she earn her right to challenge me, she has more than proved herself since arriving in the IWF. I know, Twitter is probably imploding because the so called bad guy lady champion isn’t being a catty bitch. I don’t lie. Not to myself and not to my opponents. How do I feel about stepping into the ring with Caroline Machado? I feel excited to take on a new challenge.
{ Vasco seems impressed with the answer as he turns back to Caroline. }
Vasco Dias: I’d love to hear your response to that, Caroline.
{ Caroline bowed her head and closed her eyes, pondering a good response to Vasco and Shelly. She tried thinking of every avenue that she could take, but inside her heart she was very much starstruck by the attention. It made her feel a bit flustered. }
Caroline Machado: I…I really do not know how to handle this one, Vasco. All I can say is that I will be treating this as I’ve done every other match, like it’s for the title itself. I’ve lost more than I’ve won, I’ll admit, and I know that there are plenty of eager women out there who want this spot. This I promise you, you will be in for a fight.
Shelly Diamond: A better fight than Fiona offered, I hope.
{ Caroline gave Shelly a dirty look. Yet she opted to stay silent, knowing full well that this wasn’t about Fiona. This was about, in the Brazilian’s mind, about challenging Shelly. }
Vasco Dias: Well since you brought it up, Shelly would you care to explain your actions post match with Fiona McFly?
{ Shelly smirks a little bit as she adjusts the World title on her shoulder. She sees the annoyance in Caroline’s eyes but also notices the silence. }
Shelly Diamond: It’s simple, Vasco, no one likes Fiona so I was trying to do the world a favor.
{ Caroline adjusts herself in her seat slightly. }
Shelly Diamond: No, but seriously. Since I came to IWF I have retired three certified legends. Three women who are irreplaceable. Whether people care to admit it or not? Fiona belongs among those names. She’s right up there with Eternity, Rowan and Tara Fenix. If you look at consistency and longevity alone? Fiona beats them all. Eternity has always come and gone like the wind. Rowan disappears into the abyss for ages. And Tara? She likes to lick her wounds picking up wins in promotions that aren’t good enough to open our pre shows. But Fiona? No one has been able to put her down for good. No one can match her consistency in IWF. Sure, she doesn’t hold the records, or have year long title reigns but what she does have is the respect of the fans. I wanted to be able to say I was the one who put her down for good. And as far as I can tell? I succeeded.
{ Vasco once again nods as Shelly smiles arrogantly in the direction of Caroline. Caroline once again adjusts as Vasco turns back to her. }
Vasco Dias: Well Caroline, I’m sure the world has been waiting to hear how you feel about that post match attack? Fiona had a hand in training you and has been a big influence in your career. How does what Shelly said make you feel?
{ Caroline’s dirty look intensifies as she finds herself in a state of meditation. While she understands that Shelly wants to be the best ever, the Brazilian also notes in her mind that her opponent wants to lure her down a path that she can never follow. To Caroline, Fiona had always been like a second mother, one who helped temper her expectations with a hint of realism. Even as Caroline didn’t say anything, the crowd began to sense that a tiny fuse had begun to be lit. }
Shelly Diamond: I’m sorry, are you training for an underwater swimming contest or something? I know you like to play the doe eyed hero but Vasco asked you a question. How did it make you feel when I damn near snapped the arm of that overhyped, potato peeling piece of shit!?
{ At that moment, Caroline opened her eyes. She grabbed her microphone and began to speak. }
Caroline Machado: ENOUGH!!!
{ The crowd goes wild. }
Caroline Machado: You want to make this about Fiona, just like about Tara or Rowan or whoever?! You beat them but you can’t let it go and move forward!?! I’ve heard enough of it!
{ As the crowd watches, her voice grows terse with every beat. }
Caroline Machado: All I wanted to do was focus on YOU, Shelly – because that’s what the women who come to IWF want to do. They want to beat the Champion, they want to show the world who THEY are. I gave up a college education in astronomy and astrophysics so I could be here. I sacrificed a love for volleyball just so I can step in this very ring and take on a Tara, a Rowan, an Itami or anyone else. As much as I loved university, as much as I loved volleyball…THIS is what I know right now. But now?! I’m not just gonna tell you that I’m gonna kick your bunda feliz off of this planet, I’m gonna SHOW you how it’s gonna be done!
{ The crowd cheers as the big screen comes on, and we see gameplay footage from Fire Pro Wrestling World – specifically, its finisher creation suite. In the demonstration, a red-hued avatar is seen placed a green-hued opponent in a fusion of James Gilmore’s ShellShocker reverse hurracanrana and Fiona McFly’s dreaded kimura! }
Caroline Machado: My new move, what I have been practicing and working on since last Christmas – "Jogo, conjunto, jogo!”. Game…set…match! See you at Bloody Assizes!!
{ Caroline chucks the mic off to the side and looks Shelly squarely in the eyes. Shelly sits forward and hoists up her World Championship. }
Shelly Diamond: You see this? This can’t be won or lost in a video game. Train all you like in that virtual world with your virtual move but come Bloody Assizes? I’m REALLY going to beat your ass.
{ The two women stand up now and get nose to nose in the lobby as Vasco quickly jumps up to get in between them. }
Vasco Dias: Ladies, ladies! Please! No contact before Bloody Assizes!
{ Shelly pushes Vasco back into his chair as her and Caroline stay face to face, nose to nose, the tension rising throughout the crowd watching this interaction on the big screen. Finally, Shelly smirks and walks off set as Caroline continues to stare, watching her go. }
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SINGLES MATCH
Charolette Armstrong vs Erin O'Ciardha
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Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and has a fifteen minute time limit! Introducing first...
{ The Sounds of "Enemy" start to play over the area as Charlotte steps out in her ring gear, half off her shoulders and popping a pose before she steps down towards the ring and walk up the steps throwing the robe off as she climbs a rope, jawing to the crowd all the way. }
Alison Valance: And her opponent...
{ The opening horns of "Jump Around" sound through the PA, and the crowd roars in almost reflexive response as Erin O'Ciardha bursts through the curtain, egging the crowd on with a wild grin on her face. She nods along to the beat, bouncing with each step as she beckons to the crowd with both hands, making her way down the ramp. Erin makes a circuit around the ring, high-fiving and fistbumping as she goes, and hops up onto the apron, grabbing the middle rope to steady herself. Slipping between the ropes, she straightens up and spins into the middle of the ring, bouncing along and shouting the chorus of the song along with the crowd until the music fades, backing into a corner with a smile on her face.}
{ Charlotte dominates off the opening lock-up, forcing Erin back into the corner with ease. Armstrong delivers a hard back elbow, ignoring the official's call for a clean break. That creates an opening for Charlotte to bury repeated shoulder thrusts in the corner. She beings Erin out with a big hip toss! Armstrong goes on the attack with some power moves, showing off her impressive strength. After five minutes of Armstrong controlling the opening, she lifts Erin up and holds her for what seems like an eternity before dropping her with a stalling brainbuster! Charlotte dusts her hands, then lays back on Erin for a very non-chalant cover. The official slides into position, Jessica Andrews' hand hitting the mat for... }
One!
Two!!
No!!!
{ Erin kicks out! Charlotte seems to want the official to count quicker, but Jessica brushes her off. Charlotte pulls Erin up by the hair and unleashes a hard knife-edge chop, but to her surprise, Erin returns fire with a chop of her own. Charlotte lays another one in, to which Erin answers. They trade chops, the crowd booing Charlotte's and cheering Erin's. Having had enough, Armstrong whips Erin into the ropes. Erin ducks a clothesline attempt, catching Charlotte on the rebound with a leaping knee! Armstrong is rocked! O'Ciardha hits a low dropkick that puts Charlotte flat on her face on the canvas! }
{ Erin takes control, showing some serious toughness by choosing to box with the larger woman. Charlotte gets some licks in, but Erin's footwork gives her an edge. Erin caps the exchange with a discus elbow strike before going for a cover... }
One!
Two!!
No!!!
{ Armstrong powers out! O'Ciardha hits a leaping neckbreaker on Charlotte as the match nears the ten minute mark. Erin goes to the apron, looking for the 'Air Southie' leaping clothesline of hers! Charlotte moves out of the way, forcing Erin to go into a roll. Erin comes up on her feet, catching a boot to the stomach from Armstrong. Charlotte whips Erin into the corner with authority. Charlotte charges, but Erin pulls both her feet up and Armstrong takes two boots to the mush. Armstrong staggers, and Erin grabs her opponent by the arm, connecting with 'Mute The Mic!' Sensing it's her time to capitalize, Erin brings Charlotte up and hits her with the 'Wicked Hard Driver'! Erin covers Charlotte as the official dives into position...
One!
Two!!
Three!!!
{ Jessica Andrews calls for the bell! 'Jump Around' hits the speakers. }
Terri Morasco: That's a big win for Erin O'Ciardha over a very, very game Charlotte Armstrong! I'm extremely impressed with both of these women, even if I don't particularly care for Charlotte's attitude...
Vasco Dias: What is it with you tonight, Morasco? You're like the attitude police. If I were Charlotte, I'd launch a formal protest over this result. I'm positive Erin had a loaded boot! Laywer up, Charlotte... your Daddy has money!
Terri Morasco: Will you stop?! Erin beat her fair and square! Lightning is going to strike you out here one day, you know.
{ The official raises Erin's arm as she celebrates. }
Winner by pinfall: Erin O'Ciardha
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HEIR TO THE THRONE QUALIFIER
Wraith vs Adam Gatner
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{ Of Wolf and Man plays and Adam comes to the ramp. He howls like a wolf and the fans howl back. He comes down the aisle bumping fists with the fans and then he enters the ring and climbs the turnbuckle and howls once more and the fans howl back. }
{The lights throughout the arena go out row by row until the arena is shrouded in absolute darkness. The lights come on and Wraith is standing in the center of the ring — in unison, the crowd let out a heavy gasp. He tilts his head back and forth, eyeing the crowd, while waiting for the match to begin.}
Terri Morasco: The heir to the throne continues!
Vasco Dias: We’ve got a first time match up, new comer, Adam Gatner takes on the former world champion, Wraith!
Terri Morasco: I am very excited for this bout. Gatner has a bright future here, a champion everywhere he’s gone!
Vasco Dias: But Wraith is the future, now. This will be an interesting clash!
{ This bout kicked off with Gatner challenging Wraith to a test of strength that Gatner immediately turned into a double knuckle lock. Wraith kept his cool as Gatner drove the smaller man into the corner of the ring, or did Wraith lead him there? Either way this caused an early break of the lock. Wraith would attempt to go with his technical skills after that but Adam Gatner wasn’t ready to just lay down and go to sleep. Wraith’s attempted were swatted with a clubbing blow over his back. Gatner then ripped the former world champion off his feet for a gigantic power bomb that caused several members of the wolfpac in the crowd to let out a raucous roar. Gatner was feeling confident with his momentum at this stage of the match but Wraith wasn’t giving up, not even close. Gatner would go for a pinfall that Wraith would turn into a rollup. Gatner kicked out almost immediately but Wraith went for a bulldog choke. Gatner managed to claw his way across the ring and brake up the hold by grabbing the ropes. }
{ Wraith now had control of the match with an Ode to Aphrodite followed right up with Shiranui! Gatner was on the mat and Wraith went for the cover but the bigger man tossed the former champion right off of him. Adam Gatner made a roaring comeback now with a devastating big boot followed right up with a king kong lariat! Gatner kept control of the match by hitting several more big power moves that he capped off with a Left Turn at Albuquerque! Gatner went for the cover on the former world champion but Wraith was able to kick out. Wraith was not looking in good shape as Gatner brought the man to his feet. Gatner looked to line up another of his signature moves but as he came in it was Wraith who fired off a Genecide kick! With Gatner stunned, Wraith connected with the Whisper in the Wind! Wraith made the cover right then and there but Gatner powered his shoulder up and out. Wraith was on his feet and looked ready to deliver the Howling but Gatner grabbed Wraith as he came in with a double underhook backbreaker! }
{ Wraith attempted to fight back but it was Gatner who dropped him with the Alpha Kick! Gatner made another cover attempt but again it was only two. Gatner shook his head and smiled a little bit, enjoying the challenge the former world champion was presenting him. Gatner pulled Wraith up off the mat but Wraith connected with a thrust kick followed by a second Genecide Kick! It wasn’t enough to take Gatner off his feet but the Lights Out did the trick as Gatner was shockingly flat on his back as Wraith made the cover. Gatner was able to kick out but it was Wraith who took control of the match now by working over the neck and upper back of Adam Gatner. Wraith connected with a Samoan drop as well as an underhook suplex. Adam Gatner was the worse for ware as Wraith continued the assault on Gatner’s neck with a bulldog out of the corner. Wraith attempted to lock in a triangle but Gatner powered his way up to his feet and dropped Wraith with a huge powerslam! Wraith tried to fight back but Gatner found that second wind his was looking for and cracked Wraith with a big boot! Gatner was getting fired back up now and looked for the Alpha Kick again but Wraith got under it and connected with one more Genecide Kick! Gatner staggered and Wraith leapt off his feet for a high angle Howling! Wraith covered and picked up the victory! }
Winner: Wraith!
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SEGMENT
Stormcrow speaks
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{ The tron lights up, revealing Pax standing backstage. He has apparently gotten the attention of a cameraperson somewhere in the back. The crowd erupts with cheers at the sight of him. }
Pax Stormcrow: Alright, so JC teaming up with The Work now? Running out and stabbing people in the back? And is anyone surprised? I’m sure as hell now.
{ Pax shakes his head slowly. }
Pax Stormcrow: JC has always been a bit of an arrogant little shit. I remember that shit he was doing with Verona. I remember him being a piss ant on Twitter. And while I applaud you for taking the opportunity to slap Gilmore, the rest of that shit was uncalled for. So you out here showing your True colors now. Which means that when I put you down onto the mat and take that belt from you it’s gonna feel great. Because I’m taking it from you boi.
{ Pax grins at the camera. }
Pax Stormcrow: Shine her up for my JC. See you soon.
{ Pax flashes two fingers to the camera before the image cuts. }
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HEIR TO THE THRONE QUALIFIER TRIPLE THREAT
Angel Blake vs Grady Smithson vs Mason Alexander Vanderbilt
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{ 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. the 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. }
“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. }
{ All the lights in the arena go out as words blaze across the Imperitron. }
“Blessed are the wicked who are healed by my hands.”
{ The opening notes of the orchestra version of Gateways begins to play as flames erupt across the stage like napalm. Slowly Angel Blake begins to rise from within the flames with his arms outstretched wearing a long black coat with the birthdate of his grandson embroidered on the back. Angel throws his arms up in the air as the metal version of Gateways really kicks into gear. Flames erupt all the way down the stage and ignite the ring posts as well as the lyrics finally kick in. }
The core principle of freedom
Is the only notion to obey
The formula of evolution and sin
Leading the way
{ Angel steps out of the flames looking over to the crowd with a terrible grin before looking toward the ring. He scowls as he begins to walk, flames erupting behind him with every step. Angel finally reaches the ring, lifting his coat to walk up the steps. He stops on the apron and looks out toward the crowd as the song blasts. Blake throws his arms out and his head back as the arena lights go up to a blinding level. Blake turns and steps into the ring with confidence heading over to the far corner. The chorus comes back around as Angel stands up on the second turnbuckle and crosses his arms over his head in an X. Blake hops down and turns his back to the corner and waits in the ring for the match to begin. }
{ The lights go dark and suddenly the lights flash bright white as the guttural chanting begins. As the drums kick in the lights flash chaotically with the music and chanting. Dark red, bright white, and dark blue lights flash around the arena. The camera doesn't know where to put its focus. Smoke begins to gather on the stage and as a the words "I Shall Kill" appear on the screen, the shadow of "The Vagabond" Grady Smithson appears within the smoke. He lumbers to the ring in full battle gear, beating on this shield in unison with the beat. Grady gets to the stairs on the ring and places his shield and his runes in a ritualistic manner before climbing into the ring. The light shines down from the rafters onto him as Grady glares into the hardcam. }
Vasco Dias: The heir to the throne qualifiers rage on!
Terri Morasco: In a triple threat match to determine the next person to enter the heir to the throne!
Vasco Dias: This is going to be a big one. Angel Blake, the legend, taking on two men he has never faced in his career!
Terri Morasco: MAV has shown himself to be a rising force here in IWF and Grady Smithson is well known on the wrestling circuit!
Vasco Dias: I can’t wait to see how the three of them mix up!
{ The triple threat heir to the throne contest kicked off in high gear. Grady and MAV went directly for the former World Champion and Hall of Famer, Angel Blake. The two worked together and worked over Angel good, allowing Grady to eject Angel from the ring with a big boot eventually. MAV and Grady then turned their attention to each other. MAV went for a go behind and tried to take the slightly bigger Grady off his feet but Grady was no slouch in the ring and managed to block the attempt. MAV transitioned to a striking offense that Grady didn’t seem full prepared for as MAV drove his opponent into a corner of the ring. Grady attempted to protect his head from the striking offense but MAV was relentless. Eventually MAV went for a big head kick but Grady managed to grab his opponent and pick him up for a high angle scoop slam. Grady went on the offense after the slam and showed off some of his own striking ability with brutal Mongolian chops! With MAV on the defense now, Grady saw his opening and bear hugged MAV for several moments, shaking him like a rag doll. It was at this moment that Angel came back into the match with a Divine Justice to the side of Grady’s head! MAV was down but Angel was there with a Divine Justice for MAV as well and attempted a pin but Grady ripped the hall of famer off MAV! }
{ Grady and Angel now focused on each other as MAV rolled his way out of the ring. Grady and Angel engaged in a strike war with the bigger Grady relying on mongolian chops while Angel was alternating between palm strikes and shin kicks to the knees. Grady finally connected with one chop that resonated throughout the arena and caused Angel to stumble back. With the opening, Grady delivered a nasty big boot that almost took Angel right out of his boots. Grady peeled Angel off the mat and delivered a huge overhead belly to belly suplex! Grady went for the cover but Angel was able to kick out. Grady then headed to the top rope and looked like he was ready to try My Sacrifice but MAV returned to the match and took Grady’s legs out from under him causing Grady to split on the top ropes! MAV then connected with a running bicycle kick on Angel Blake and looked to put the hall of famer away but Angel was able to reverse his way out of it and instead catch MAV with Divine Wrath! MAV was down on the mat and Angel looked like he was going to try and make a cover but Grady returned and dropped Angel with a nasty looking German suplex, dropping the hall of famer right on his skull! Grady then picked up MAV and connected with a running powerslam and a pinfall attempt but somehow MAV was able to kick out! }
{ Grady would send MAV into a corner of the ring and connect with a big time body splash. From there he would connect with even more of those Mongolian chops, nearly tearing the skin right off the chest of MAV! But Angel wasn’t down for the count yet as he came back in with a Divine Justice on Grady and knocked him out of the ring! With Grady on the outside, Angel worked over MAV a little bit with some leg and arm kicks, trying to break down MAV’s limbs! MAV fought back valiantly but Angel would get the upper hand with another Divine Justice that he followed up with Tara’s Wings! With MAV down in the center of the ring, Angel came off the ropes and looked to deliver Daddy’s Dental Work but Grady Smithson came roaring back with a huge shoulder block that sent Angel tumbling under the bottom rope and to the outside. MAV was up now and hit Grady with a chop block and then a bridging German suplex but Grady was able to kick right out of that. The two men then fought their way to a vertical position but it was once again the Mongolian chops that were the difference maker as MAV dropped to a knee after three. Grady latched onto the skull of MAV with the Big Claw and tried to squeeze MAV into unconsciousness but it was not to be as Angel returned to the ring and hit his own chop block to the same leg that MAV did minutes earlier! Grady went down hard and Blake was right on that left leg, kicking it in the back of the knee and connecting with a kneebreaker! Angel then pulled Grady up to his feet and tossed him out of the ring! MAV came in from behind looking for a clothesline but Angel got out of the way and hit MAV with one more Divine Justice! Angel then quickly picked MAV up and hits him with the Deadlights! With MAV down, Angel made the cover and got the three count, Grady nearly broke it up but he was a half second too late because of his left leg! }
Winner: Angel Blake
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TAG TEAM MATCH
The winning team chooses the stipulations for their matches at Bloody Assizes
Stephen Terrella & Rob Diamond vs James Gilmore & Nick Knight
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Alison Valance: The following match is your main event for the evening! Introducing first, representing the Work...
{ The camera takes a long shot of the entryway as and the arena darkens. Smoke begins to rise from the ground atop the stage, cast in a purple hue from the lighting directly overhead as 'Disorder' begins to blare across the speakers. Terrella makes his entrance holding hands with Portia. They take a few steps before stopping to stand side-by-side on the stage, releasing hands. She places her left hand on his right shoulder and runs her right hand down his chest and abdomen as he lowers his glasses down the bridge of his nose before turning for a kiss. }
Alison Valance: About to make his way down the aisle, being accompanied by Portia... standing 6'2"... and weighing in at 309 pounds... from Cold Springs, Nevada... The King Of Clubs... Stephen Terrrrellllllaaaa!
{ Terrella re-positions his sunglasses and begins a slow walk toward the ring, arm-in-arm with Portia, to a chorus of boos. They reach the bottom of the stairs where they release arms. Terrella removes his sunglasses and vest and hands them to Portia. He surveys the arena for a few seconds with a menacing scowl before making a slow march up the stairs. Terrella walks the apron to the center of it, stopping with his left hand resting on the top rope to stare down the crowd as Portia applauds for her man from the floor. Finally he ducks under the top rope to enter the ring, rolling his shoulders once inside to ready himself to fight. }
Alison Valance: And his tag team partner...
{ Suddenly the lights drop out as the opening riff of Bad to the Bone by George Thorogood hits. The entire arena lets out a collective boo. The graphics on the screen show some of the many highlights of the career of Rob Diamond. The lights in the arena start to strobe pink as the second, third, fourth and fifth riffs all hit with pink pyro launching out of the stage and just as the lyrics kick in, Rob Diamond steps out to enormous boos! Rob Diamond walks down the ramp trying to slap some hands but the crowd members pull back, not happy to see the former World Champion back in the IWF. Rob smirks and points finger guns at a couple different people like he is still over before reaching the steps. Rob runs up the steps and teased climbing up the ropes but then steps into the ring. Rob hands Alison Valance a note card. }
Alison Valance: At this time it is my honor and my privilege to introduce… THE MASTER OF DISASTER! THE FACE OF THE FRANCHISE! THE SULTAN OF SWAT! HE IS THE GREATEST OF ALL TIME! ROB DIAMOND!!!!
{ After the introduction, Rob throws up both arms with his index fingers in the air as pink pyro erupts along the ring apron behind him. }
Alison Valance: And their opponents...
{ Slowed down carousel music begins to play and is soon joined by unhinged laughing. Driving guitars join the fray and as the voice of Ivan Moody growls "Welcome to the Circus" Nick Knight bursts through the curtain and begins stomping his way towards the ring. }
Welcome to the shit show
Just another freak show
Hang your hat and hate at the door
It's a game of torture
Souls are made to order
Everything you wanted and more
Alison Valance: Representing the Revolution... He hails from Hollywood, California... Nick Knight!!
{ Knight reaches ring side as the pre-chorus begins. }
You've gotta kill somebody to thrill somebody
Everybody's gotta reason to bleed
You've gotta fuck somebody to know somebody
That motherfucker ain't me
{ He begins to clap trying to get the fans into it as the chorus begins to play. }
Am I the only one
That doesn't buy into the lies?
Am I the only one
That doesn't wear a disguise?
'Cause if I can't break it
And I can't change it
Then tell me, how will I know? (Tell me, how will I?)
Am I the only one
That isn't just here for the show?
{ When it get to the very last line the entire arena joins in with Ivan's snarl. }
WELCOME TO THE CIRCUS!!!
{ The veteran, Knight, looks back toward the curtain, wisely waiting on the arrival of his partner to enter the ring. }
Alison Valance: And his tag team partner...
{ An instrumental with hook version of "Shell Shocked" by Juicy J, featuring Wiz Khalifa and Ty Dolla $ign, begins to play, and a video package begins to play stock footage of waves crashing, followed by bolts of cloud-to-cloud lightning. }
"Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked..."
{ As jets of water shoot out from all directions, we tsee James Gilmore stepping out onto the stage, posing along to the hip-hop tune, before high-fiving the crowd and walking down to the ring. }
"(All for one when we fight together)
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
(All for one when we ride together)
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
(All for one when we fight together)
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
(This family can bear any weather)
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked..."
{ Knight and Gilmore fist bump, then head inside the ring. Once inside the ring, the Islander alum points heavenward, taking in the moments. }
{ The Work waste little time trying to seize an early advantage, jumping the Revolution before the bell. The Revolution turn the tables quickly, however. Gilmore catches Rob with a spinning wheel kick, knocking Diamond down. Terrella and Knight are trading punches, with Terrella driving Knight back. As Rob goes outside to regroup, Gilmore comes over to help out Knight. Both men start throwing blows Terrella's way, forcing the King to kneel. Gilmore and Knight team up, both men working together to suplex the big man! Terrella hits the canvas, shaking the ring. He rolls outside where Portia immediately checks on him. The Revolution are holding the squared-circle as the opening bell sounds, daring the Work in. Portia screams up at the official, Blue Shoes, to back the Revolution up. Rob and Stephen have a conference on the outside. }
Terri Morasco: The Revolution aren't backing down from this fight! They've forced the Work into retreat mode, they've got this crowd solidly behind them... and now let's just see how tough the Work really is when they have to come head on at someone and fight fair!
Vasco Dias: Morasco, have you lost your mind? The Work is already the most dominant faction this company has ever seen... and it's still in it's infancy! I saw the Revolution's gameplan for this match and it was written in crayon! Crayon, Morasco! And one of them chewed the end off the blue! I just didn't want to inspect their tongues to find out which one because my investigative journalism only goes so far!
Terri Morasco: You're such a liar, Vasco!
Vasco Dias: I'm most certainly not! I can even tell you what it said: win. Only they spelled it with a "y" instead of an "i", but what can you expect from anyone dumb enough to fight the Work.
{ Knight starts things off for his team against Rob, after Rob takes his sweet time entering the ring. Rob gains the upperhand with an eyepoke. Diamond goes on the offensive for a few minutes, throwing punches and kicks at Knight. Eventually Rob throws Knight into the corner, and he attempts a Stinger Splash... but Knight moves! Knight tags Gilmore and they double up on Rob. Knight twists Rob's arm and Gilmore comes off the top with a missle dropkick! Gilmore takes control, working over the Work member with some suplexes before making a tag back out to Knight. Knight comes in, executing a few suplexes of his own on Diamond. }
{ Knight hits the ropes to set up for a sliding clothesline, but Terrella dumps Knight to the outside with a low bridge. Rob tags Terrella, who drops to the floor and just trucks Knight. Terrella roughs Knight up on the barricade, making full use of the referee's ten count as Portia applauds. Terrella rolls Knight inside, then follows him in. The crafty Knight is able to survive some hard lefts to his ribs from Terrella, weathering the storm long enough to where Blue Shoes doesn't see Knight throw his leg back for a low-blow when Terrella has him by the hair. Knight makes the tag to Gilmore! }
{ Gilmore comes in like a house on fire off the hot tag! James spears Terrella, then starts raining down punches! Gilmore spots Rob trying to slip in and drops him with a punch! Gilmore steps to the apron, and as Terrella gets up, James hits him with the Power Wave! Gilmore quickly goes for a cover but Rob breaks it up after a two count! Knight comes in and tackles Rob, the two men trading punches to the outside! Blue Shoes tries to get the illegal competitors to break it up as Rob tosses Knight into the barricade and then hits a snap suplex. James starts to go up top, but Portia grabs Gilmore's leg. The distraction buys Terrella time to get up. Gilmore shakes Portia, but Terrella rips Gilmore off the top and heaves him halfway across the ring! Portia tosses her shoe into Terrella, who winds up and spikes Gilmore in his eye with the heel of it. Terrella pitches the shoe back to Portia. The King locks Gilmore in the 'Iron Throne'! Blinded, and with Knight tied up with Rob on the outside, Gilmore hangs in for as long as he's able until he's forced to tap out! }
Vasco Dias: The Work win! The Work win! Let's celebrate, Morasco because the Work won!
Terri Morasco: What is there to celebrate?! That was another tainted victory, but I guess you don't care! And now the Work get to pick the stipulations for Bloody Assizes.
{ The bell sounds as Terrella continues to wrench on the hold. Nick Danger comes sprinting down the aisle with a steel chair in hand, chasing Terrella from the ring. Rob, Terrella and Portia regroup by the timekeeper's table as Danger and Knight check on James in the ring. Terrella snatches the microphone away from Alison Valance. }
Terrella: Sit the fuck down! We win.
{ Terrella points up to the ring. }
Terrella: Gilmore... me and you... this shit ain't done though! I told you that you'd fucking suffer... Bloody Assizes... I'll see your ass in the Deathcage!
{ 'Disorder' hits as Portia clings to Terrella, her eyes conveying some concern. Terrella spikes the microphone onto the concrete. Rob and Knight have words over what's to come for them. }
Vasco Dias: The Deathcage?!
Terri Morasco: What type of hell is in store for those two men?...
Winners by submission: The Work, Rob Diamond and Stephen Terrella
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