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SHOW OPEN
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{ The show opener for Tuesday Night Sacrifice plays to the theme of IOU by Five Finger Death Punch showing clips of all the current champions as well as some of the biggest stars in IWF currently. As the show opening tag for Sacrifice comes to an end we are brought to the commentary booth with Vasco Dias and Terri Morasco. }
Terri Morasco: Hello everyone and welcome to IWF Sacrifice! I'm Terri Morasco, seated alongside my broadcast partner, Vasco Dias, and what a show we have lined up for you!
Vasco Dias: That's right, Morasco! If you like blood, we have two bitter rivalries that could be playing to a conclusion tonight as Angel Blake takes on Nick Knight and RAM hopefully rids of us James Gilmore once and for all! There may be more plasma flowing in those matches than the Red Cross has!
Terri Morasco: We'll also see TJ Alexander doing battle with Warren Kane in what should be a high-energy affair!
Vasco Dias: April Madrox will be in action, too- taking on Emmanuelle!
Terri Morasco: First we're going to see the debut of Dhillon Michaels though as he squares off against El Grande Malo!
Vasco Dias: I think I already like this Dhillon guy! Let's go down to Alison so he can wipe the floor with that other idiot!
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SINGLES MATCH
2000 Word Limit
Dhillon Michaels vs El Grande Malo
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Alison Valance: "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to tonight's electrifying showdown! Coming to the ring at this time, hailing from Mexico, Maine, weighing in at 205 pounds, he's the Pride of Mexico, El Grande Malo!"
{The house lights dim slightly as the words âOLĂâ appear on the screen. The fans begin chanting along with the music as El GrandĂŠ Malo bursts out from behind the curtain. He stomps his way out to the center of the stage, bouncing up and down in time with the music. He hops up and down pointing into the air and quickly begins jogging down toward the ring, slapping the outstretched hands along the way, before sliding into the ring and heading for the nearest corner. He scales the turnbuckles and continues to hype up the chanting crowd before dropping down and pulling on the nearby top rope, stretching while waiting for the match to begin.}
Alison Valance: "And representing California, standing at 6 feet 4 inches and weighing 239 pounds, he is the dream of every woman around the world, Dhillon Michaels!"
{Black out, two spotlights merge at the entrance as Dhillon hits the stage. Gold smoke billows up as Nightmare begins to play. He starts to the ring ignoring the fans. A few fans start to heckle him and he gets into the face of one or two on his way to the ring. Heâll stomp up the ring steps, pose for the camera on the outside of the ring, then slip between the top and middle rope.}
Ding, Ding, Ding
Vasco Dias: "Ladies and gentlemen, we have a high-stakes showdown tonight between El Grande Malo and Dhillon Michaels. These two competitors meet for the first time in the ring, tonight here on Sacrifice."
Teri Morasco: "That's right, Mike. El Grande Malo brings his unique blend of Luchador and Impact Striker styles to the ring, while Dhillon Michaels is known for his arrogance and technical prowess."
{The bell rings, and the match is underway. El Grande Malo and Dhillon Michaels circle each other cautiously, sizing up their opponent. The crowd is divided, with some chanting for El Grande Malo and others loudly expressing their disdain for Dhillon Michaels.}
Vasco Dias: "El Grande Malo and Michaels look ready to tear into each other. This crowd is electric tonight!"
Teri Morasco: "Michaels with an early advantage, avoiding that leg lariat attempt from El Grande Malo."
{Michaels sidesteps the leg lariat, avoiding the attack. He capitalizes on El Grande Malo's missed move by delivering a stiff knife-edge chop that echoes through the arena. Repeated strike after strike until El Grande Maloâs chest is a bright red, no doubt he would be bruised tomorrow.}
Vasco Dias: "What a chop by Michaels! You could hear that all the way in Mexico, Maine!"
Teri Morasco: "El Grande Malo feeling the sting of that one."
{El Grande Malo, feeling the sting from the chop, responds with a fury of kicks and strikes, reminiscent of his Luchador style. He connects with a leg lariat this time, sending Michaels staggering backward. El Grande Malo follows up with a hangtime dropkick, driving Michaels into the corner.}
Vasco Dias: "El Grande Malo is back in control! Those kicks and that hangtime dropkick were executed perfectly!"
Teri Morasco: "Michaels is in trouble here."
{Michaels manages to reverse the momentum, countering a suplex attempt from El Grande Malo with a brutal eye rake. The referee admonishes Michaels, but he doesn't seem to care as he continues to punish El Grande Malo with heavy-handed chops and stomps. El Grande Malo begins to fight back, showing his resiliency. He surprises Michaels with a reverse STO into the turnbuckle, stunning his opponent. With the crowd firmly behind him, El Grande Malo ascends the ropes for a flying crossbody that connects beautifully.}
Vasco Dias: "Michaels resorting to dirty tactics, that eye rake was blatant!"
Teri Morasco: "He's a California Fuckboi, Mike. He'll do whatever it takes to win."
Vasco Dias: "El Grande Malo is back in this, and the crowd is loving it!"
Teri Morasco: "That flying crossbody came out of nowhere!"
{As the match progresses, both competitors display their technical prowess. Dhillon Michaels locks in the California Dreamin', trying to force a submission out of El Grande Malo. Dhillon is really applying the pressure and it looks as if he might get the win over his opponent.. El Grande Malo struggles but manages to reach the ropes, forcing the break.}
Vasco Dias: "Michaels with a submission attempt here, trying to wear down El Grande Malo."
Teri Morasco: "But El Grande Malo's ring awareness saves him."
{El Grande Malo mounted a comeback, countering a suplex attempt from Michaels into a cradle DDT. He follows it up with a leaping somersault plancha, sending both wrestlers crashing to the outside. The two men work their way back into the ring, trading slugging blows.}
Vasco Dias: "El Grande Malo is pulling out all the stops here!"
Teri Morasco: "Both men are down on the outside. This match is taking a toll on them."
{With the match nearing its conclusion, both competitors are showing signs of exhaustion. Dhillon Michaels gains the upper hand. He catches El Grande Malo with a surprise low blow when the referee's view is obstructed. This blatant disregard for the rules earns Michaels a warning but buys him precious time.}
Vasco Dias: "Michaels with a low blow! That's despicable!"
Teri Morasco: "Desperate times call for desperate measures, Mike."
{Dhillon Michaels seizes the opportunity to execute his finisher, the Poison Rana, flipping El Grande Malo head over heels and driving him into the mat.}
Vasco Dias: "Poison Rana! That could be it!"
Teri Morasco: "Michaels going for the pin!"
{Michaels, sensing victory, doesn't waste any time. He hooks El Grande Malo's legs and applies his finisher, "Sorry about your luck," a single-leg Boston Crab with a knee to the neck.}
Vasco Dias: "He's got it locked in! El Grande Malo is in excruciating pain!"
Teri Morasco: "This could be the end for him!"
{The referee signals for the bell, declaring Dhillon Michaels the victor of the match. Dhillon Michaels releases the hold and stands tall, reveling in the boos and jeers of the crowd.}
Vasco Dias: "Dhillon Michaels secures the win with the Poison Rana and "Sorry about your luck" submission. He's done it!"
Teri Morasco: "What a match, Mike! These two gave it their all, and Michaels comes out on top tonight."
Winner: Dhillon Michaels by submission
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SINGLES MATCH
2000 Word Limit
Warren Kane vs TJ Alexander
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Alison Valance: âFrom London, England, weighing in at 205 pounds, WARREN KANE!!!â
{The lights flicker briefly purple before going out. âSave Yourselfâ by My Darkest Days hits and the crowd is divided for Warren Kane as he emerges from behind the curtains wearing a simple leather jacket, with his hands at his hips and a smile on his face. He then heads towards the ring, solely focused on his own business in that ring. He closes his eyes, takes a breath before jumping up onto the apron, climbing the turnbuckle on the outside and raising his arms in the air getting a mixed reaction from the crowd. The music dies down and the lights return to normal as he drops into the ring.}
Alison Valance: âFrom London, England, weighing in at 188 pounds, TJ ALEXANDER!!!â
{As "The Touch" By Stan Bush blares out of the PA speakers, TJ Alexander walks onto stages and raises his hands out to the side, he walks down the ramp with a cocky arrogance and chip on his shoulder, and TJ runs into the ring and climbs the nearest turnbuckle and looks into the crowd with a smile on his face.}
Terri Morasco: This should be a fantastic matchup, Vasco! Warren is one of the best in the world, and TJ Alexander has been very impressive!
Vasco Dias: Alexander is cocky, and I normally love that about people! He's going to need to be on top of his game if he's going to beat Warren tonight though because Kane will drag you to the deep water. And when he gets you there, he doesn't just drown you⌠he orders the fish and the sea horses to pummel you first! That's how good this guy is!
Terri Morasco: Okay then. I guess we'll see if TJ can avoid the⌠seahorses.
DING
DING
DING
{The anticipation in the arena was palpable as the two British wrestlers, Warren Kane and TJ Alexander, stood face to face in the center of the ring. The crowd was electric, eagerly awaiting the clash between these two talented athletes. Without wasting a second, they locked up, their muscles tensing as they vied for control. Kane, known as the "Demon Slayer," quickly gained the upper hand, showcasing his technical prowess with a lightning-fast arm drag takedown.
Alexander, on the other hand, wasn't one to back down easily. He rebounded from the takedown, and the two competitors engaged in a rapid exchange of strikes that left the crowd in awe. Kane's stiff European uppercuts met Alexander's precise kicks, creating a symphony of impact in the ring. The pace of the match was relentless, both men pushing their bodies to the limit. Kane executed a snap suplex that sent Alexander crashing to the canvas, and he wasted no time going for a pin attempt}
One
Two
{Alexander kicked out just in the nick of time, displaying his unyielding resilience. As the match progressed, it became a battle of speed, precision, and endurance. Alexander showcased his agility with a spinning wheel kick that caught Kane off guard, followed by a lightning-fast running bulldog. The momentum shifted in Alexander's favor, and he seized the opportunity to wear down his opponent. However, Kane was far from defeated. With a knee to Alexander's midsection, he created a momentary opening, stunning his adversary. He followed up with a snap Northern Lights suplex, bridging for a pinfall attempt.}
One
Two
{ Alexander, fueled by determination, kicked out once more. }
Terri Morasco: Kane came so, so close there, Vasco!
Vasco Dias: Alexander had to burn energy to kick out of that pinfall though, which in a way is a small victory itself for Warren.
{ The crowd was on the edge of their seats, fully invested in this intense showdown. Both competitors had their moments, delivering high-impact moves and countering each other's every attempt. It was evident that neither wrestler was willing to back down or accept defeat easily.}
Terri Morasco: This has become so much more than a test of abilities! It has become a battle of sheer wills!
Vasco Dias: This new Warren we've seen, I don't think he's going to break in that battle! He's saying to TJ with every move, I am the one true king!
{In a breathtaking sequence, Kane executed a jaw-dropping Tornado DDT, planting Alexander's head into the canvas. The audience erupted in applause, appreciating the display of skill and athleticism in the ring. But Alexander, showing his resilience, managed to counter one of Kane's high-flying maneuvers with a devastating kick to the midsection, temporarily halting Kane's momentum. With the match nearing its climax, fatigue began to set in for both competitors. They had pushed their bodies to the limit, and the crowd recognized the effort and heart on display. Alexander attempted to finish the match with his signature move, "The Game Changer," a Superkick/Falcon Arrow combination. The crowd collectively held their breath as he connected with the move, but Kane refused to be defeated and kicked out just before the referee's hand touched the mat for the three-count.}
Terri Morasco: Alexander has to be asking himself what he has to do!
Vasco Dias: He wouldn't be the first person to share a ring with Warren and ask themselves that.
{With the match hanging in the balance, Kane launched his comeback. He countered one of Alexander's high-risk maneuvers with a jaw-shattering DDT that echoed through the arena. The crowd roared in approval as Kane signaled that the end was near. In a pivotal moment, Kane seized the opportunity and hit his finisher, "The Reclamation," a Stone Cold Stunner, stunning TJ Alexander. The impact was felt throughout the arena as Alexander's body went limp. With a sense of urgency, Kane covered his opponent as the referee counted.}
One!
Two!
Three!
{The bell rang, and the crowd erupted in cheers as Warren Kane was declared the winner of this epic encounter. Both competitors had given their all, leaving everything in the ring, and the audience showed their appreciation with a standing ovation. Warren Kane, the "Demon Slayer," had emerged victorious.}
Winner: Warren Kane by pinfall
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SINGLES MATCH
With Nick Danger on commentary
2000 Word Limit
Ram vs James Gilmore
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{ "Out Of The Black" by Royal Blood comes on the speaker and red smoke follow on the entrance ramp . Nick Danger walks out onto the entrance ramp wearing his wrestling attire having a determine look on his face he makes his way down the entrance taking off his leather jacket toss it to fan and giving them high fives. Nick climb the steel steps then climb the top turnbuckle and and sees his fans saying "Rising Ace'' he jumps inside the ring and gets ready for the match to start. }
Terri Morasco: Nick Danger is here!
Vasco Dias: Looks like heâs gonna be in one helluva slaughter!
"This progam has performed an illegal operation and will be shut down..."
{ will.i.am's "Geekin'" begins playing as Ram hops into the picture, and as pyro goes off around him he pretends to do the famous Buster Sword "victory" pose before heading down to ringside. While he gets a mixed reaction from the crowd, he takes a moment or two to look around and admire the gathering around him before stepping inside the ring. }
Vasco Dias: I got a feelinâ that RAMâs been lookinâ forward to this for a long, long time!
Terri Morasco: This is one match Iâve dreaded seeing â itâs like the son taking out his own father.
Nick Danger: James needs to teach Ram a lesson on respect. If anyone can teach him a lesson it is JJ.
Vasco Dias: Heh, respect can only get you so far. Just ask Vivienne Rodgers!
{ 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..."
{ Once inside the ring, the Islander alum points heavenward, taking in the moments as he waits for his opponent. }
Vasco Dias: And another thing, donât let this facade fool you. JJâs head hasnât been in the game for a while.
Terri Morasco: All thanks to that lying, cheating jezebel whoâs been in his ear these past few months!
Nick Danger: Yulia is always telling lies to him to think he is a bad person. But the other thing is I think he starting to believe it himself.
{ As the music dies down, Blue Shoes checks both men to ensure that thereâs not going to be any sort of shenanigans taking place. RAMâs got a fiery gleam in his eye as he stares down his former trainer. Meanwhile, JJ shakes his headâŚperhaps thinking that this was the day he often dreaded but has finally come. Suddenly, the crowd swells into a massive BOO as Yulia Malakova saunters her way onto the stage, carrying her trusty little handbag! She slinks toward the ring with a smirk on her mug, taking in the moment as Blue Shoes called for the bell! }
[DING!]
Terri Morasco: Bell has rung â but Iâm already not liking this! What does Yulia have in that little purse of hers anyway?!
Vasco Dias: Probably nothinâ goodâŚ
Nick Danger: Maybe she has some mace to blind JJ.
{ As JJ and Blue Shoes are going over some final details, we see that Yulia has reached into her purse and stuck something metal onto RAMâs glove! James approaches RAM immediately grounds him and pounds him with hard, clubbing rights! Whatever was placed onto RAMâs right hand seems to be doing the trick, as the Islander alum has been busted open only seconds into the match! RAM continues pounding away as Blue Shoes continues a strongly-worded five-count, unaware of the foreign object that was being used! Eventually, RAM smirks as he pulls away from James and quickly tosses the evidence away! It lands firmly on the announcerâs table, where Terri, Vasco, and Nick are sitting! }
Terri Morasco: Spiked brass knuckles!
Vasco Dias: Jesus, thatâs hardcore!
Nick Danger: That bastard!
{ Blue Shoes jumps down to ringside and demands to know what else Yulia might have inside her trusty little handbag! Meanwhile, RAM is just pounding the shit out of JJ with everything heâs got â right hands, left hands, elbows, you name it! To Marshall, itâs not about scoring near-falls â itâs about kicking the shit of a man he once thought of as a father figure! As RAM continues to punish JJ with a trio of vertical suplexes, along with pounding on his bloodied face, Blue Shoes and Yulia are sniping at each other on the outside! At the timekeeperâs table, the zebra searches Yuliaâs handbag and pulls out, among other things, a wallet and a Powerball lottery ticket! But no evidence of anything suspicious! }
Nick Danger: She plans all of this ahead of time.
Terri Morasco: This isnât right. JJ is getting massacred out there!
Vasco Dias: Good.
Nick Danger: JJ will find a way to win this match.
{ Back inside the ring, RAM continues pounding away on the bloodied forehead of James Gilmore, eventually spiking him to the mat with a tornado DDT that gets him a two-count! RAM continues the attack, taking the Islander alum back down with a sitout piledriver! The crowd jeers this as Marshall goes for the pin⌠}
1âŚ!
2âŚ!!
NOPE!!!
Vasco Dias: Câmon, man! Stay down already!
Terri Morasco: Something inside that 41-year-old mind is saying otherwise!
Nick Danger: JJ is now trying to find his groove back in this match.
{ RAM stands up pissed! He drags JJ over to the bottom rope and deliberately chokes him! Blue Shoes starts a five-count, and RAM breaks off at the last secondâŚonly to do it again! This time, Yulia reaches back into her handbag and grins from ear to ear! Suddenly, a burst of flame pops out from the bag and strikes James directly in the face! }
Vasco Dias: WHOA!!!
Terri Morasco: That was a fireball! A damn fireball!!
Nick Danger: Oh come on! Ram need this much to win a match.
{ The Islander alum writhes in pain as RAM capitalizes, nailing him with an RKO before transitioning into the Rings of Saturn submission combination! }
Vasco Dias: Red Ring of Death â BUT WHAT THE HELL?!
Terri Morasco: I think Blue Shoes has had enough of Yuliaâs bullshit!
Nick Danger: Yes, kick her out of this match.
{ As Yulia backs up and plays the innocent victimâs card, the referee confronts her and gives her the classic baseball umpireâs âejectionâ signal. âGET OUTTA HERE!â screams Blue Shoes as he points to the backstage area, but no sooner as he says thatâŚthe crowd goes apeshit as IWF Hall of Famer FIONA MCFLY sprints down and clocks Yulia in the back with a nine-iron! }
Vasco Dias: DAMN! Now thereâs a woman, Terri, with more screws loose in her head than Meghan Markle!
Terri Morasco: A gaggle of security is here, trying to keep the managers apart! All helâs broken loose out here!!
Nick Danger: Fiona wanted to do this for many weeks now.
{ Inside the ring, RAM lets go of the submission and watches as the two women struggle to beat the shit out of each other on the stage! He doesnât realize that JJ has managed to pull himself back to his feet until itâs too late â RAM turns around and eats a spear for his troubles! JJ pounds away at his former trainee as the fans go absolutely ballistic! He then shoots RAM into the corner and charges forward, executing a perfect SHELLSHOCKER that sends Marshall flying backwards, head over heels! But Gilmore isnât done â he applies the Iron Claw just as RAM gets on all fours! JJ motions to Nick Danger at the announcerâs table, who sees that the spikey-brass knuckles are still there! }
Vasco Dias: Oh, NO! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOINâ, MAN?!
Nick Danger: You know the old saying goes Payback Is A Bitch!
Terri Morasc: Fire with fire!
{ Nick Danger chucks the brass knuckles into the ring! JJ catches them and stars pounding on RAM with clubbing right hands! Now RAM is busted open as Blue Shoes waves his arms in the air, calling for the bell, and throwing this match out via no-contest! }
[DING-DING-DING-DING-DING-DING-DING-DING-DINGâŚ!!!]
{ As the bell continues ringing, JJ lets go of the clawhold and raises his arms, holding up Yuliaâs spiked-knockles up high for the world to see! Meanwhile, RAM is going apeshit â a la Kefka in Final Fantasy VI â and points to Nick Danger at the commentatorâs table! Nick stands up and grabs a nearby microphone! }
Nick Danger: That was payback for all the shit you put JJ through. But I will get my payback at Legacy. In an I Quit match.
{ Over the crowdâs din, RAM is able to grab another microphone. }
RAM: Letâs put your money where your mouth is, boy! Since your handlers couldnât beat me and Yulia in a court of law, weâll just have to beat your ass in the ring instead! You lose, the AcademyâŚbelongs to US!
{ Nick nods his and speaks }
Nick Danger:That is cool with me Ram. But you lose, you have to work for Fiona and Co. for 30 days. With that being said I will see you at Chicago!.
{ The crowd cheers as JJ, whoâs made his way toward the commentatorâs table, nods his head warmly and tells Nick softly âgo get âem, kiddo.â Meanwhile, Yulia and Fiona find themselves being whisked away backstage â but the animosity between the two women still remains as we go to break! }
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SINGLES MATCH
2000 Word Limit
Emmanuelle vs April Madrox
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Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall⌠Introducing firstâŚ
{ Emmanuelle stands at the curtain as âSay Goâ by D Smoke begins to play. She walks out, taking time to soak in the reaction of the crowd before making her way down to the ring. }
Terri Morasco: Vasco, Emmanuelle will no doubt be looking to continue making a statement tonight as she continues on her quest for an IWF Women's Championship opportunity. Beating the reigning champion's sister in this matchup would be quite the feather in her cap.
Vasco Dias: Beating Rowan and Vivienne two weeks ago would've been quite the feather too, but how'd that go for her? Emmanuelle is punching above her weight class trying to go up against the Murder, Morasco. She's a very good wrestler, but she's tangling with legends! If that loss and the belt shot after didn't beat that into her head, April will.
Terri Morasco: Maybe -just maybe- Brooklyn feels a little threatened by Emmanuelle. In my opinion, that's why Brooklyn hit her with the belt after the match. If she didn't, why not just let Rowan and Vivienne take the win and call it a day?
Vasco Dias: Brooklyn threatened by Emmanuelle?! Do you have any idea how insane you sound, Morasco? Why should Brooklyn fear anyone? She's standing on the mountain top right now with an army by her side!
{ The camera focuses on Alison Valance once again. }
Alison Valance: And her opponentâŚ
{ April steps out through the curtain just as the beat drops. With a smile on her face, she skip-hops into a run down the ramp with her sister, Brooklyn Madrox, following behind her. April slides into the ring in one fluid motion and pops back up to her feet, backing herself into the corner, removing the sunglasses from her face, and dropping them at ringside. }
Vasco Dias: Speaking of the IWF Women's Champion, it's fantastic to see her out here in support of her sister!
Terri Morasco: April is an incredibly talented performer, and during her time away from the IWF, she has been traveling the globe to hone her craft. I question why she needs⌠support, as you put it.
Vasco Dias: So Brooklyn can't just be encouraging for April? So people are only allowed to prop up people that suck at their job, like the way I prop you up on our shows, Morasco? Harsh.
Terri Morasco: Harsh?! I was posing a question. You just told me I sucked!
Vasco Dias: That's a hard truth, Morasco. Big difference.
{ Referee Jessica Andrews checks in with both competitors to see if they're ready. She receives the go ahead, and with that she signals for the bell! }
Ding!
{ Emmanuelle is the aggressor straight out of the gate, closing the distance on April like a bullet. Emmy treats April's torso as if it were a punching bag, throwing some heavy handed closed fists into her adversary's body. Emmanuelle's shots force April back against the ropes. Emmy takes her opponent by the wrist and shoots her across the ring. April bounces off the ropes and runs directly into a jumping knee strike from the Princess of the Palisades! April goes down hard, holding her jaw. Still the aggressor, Emmanuelle stays stuck on April like glue. Emmy drags April off the canvas, taking her over with a dragon suplex! Emmy bridges into a cover! Brooklyn pounds the apron for her sister as the referee quickly slides into position for a cover! }
One!
Two!
No!!!
{ April is able to just kick out! }
Terri Morasco: Emmanuelle was just inches away from scoring a very quick win over April Madrox! I wouldn't say it'd have been an upset, but for April to have been so quickly dispatched would have shocked the wrestling world you'd have to think.
Vasco Dias: I'd have called it a fluke! Then I'd have blamed it on terrible advice that April would have had to have received from that guy that runs the performance center!
Terri Morasco: Could you possibly have made any other excuses for her?
Vasco Dias: It also would've been possible she was feeling sluggish after filling up on that delightful orange creamsicle cheesecake that was sitting backstage earlier!
{ Emmy has brought April off the canvas, but April still has enough wits about her to block an incoming punch! Madrox counters with a European Uppercut! April fires off two more snug blows under Emmanuelle's chin, bringing the total to three! Showing off her athleticism, April leaps up and catches Emmanuelle in the back of her dome with an Enzuigiri! The Princess hits the canvas. Madrox capitalizes by landing a standing Moonsault for a cover! The official slides into position for the count, her hand smacking the mat ⌠}
One!
Two!!
No!!!
{ Emmanuelle kicks out! April keeps her composure, bringing Emmy off the canvas with her to continue the attack. Madrox whips Emmanuelle into the ropes this time⌠with April following not far behind! Emmanuelle bounces back first against the ropes, and April blasts her upside the head with a spinning heel kick that knocks Emmanuelle to the outside of the ring! She lands at Brooklyn's feet, but the Women's Champion holds her arms up to indicate no involvement is coming⌠}
Terri Morasco: That's another stiff shot to Emmanuelle's head, Vasco! After the belt shot from Brooklyn two weeks ago, you have to wonder if Emmanuelle is even a hundred percent coming into this match up.
Vasco Dias: She could have gotten a concussion, but if she came here to compete hurt, that's her own stupidity. I don't pity the ignorant. If I did, I'd be nicer to you.
Terri Morasco: Jessica Andrews keeping a watchful eye on Brooklyn on the outsideâŚ
Vasco Dias: Who isn't doing a damn thing, may I add! Or perhaps you both would prefer she didn't breathe in Emmanuelle's direction?!
Terri Morasco: April building a head of steam in the ring⌠SUICIDE DIVE INTO EMMANUELLE! April Madrox putting her own body on the line to wipe out Emmanuelle on the outside, wrecking a guardrail in the process!
{ April is a bit slow to get up, forcing the official to start a count on both women on the outside. As Jessica reaches the count of three, April is up and gets a high five from her sister. April grabs Emmy and rolls her back inside the ring. Madrox takes the apron, positioning both hands on the top rope, and leaping up to springboard off! She lands a double foot stomp right into Emmanuelle's midsection! The impact drives the air from the Princess of the Palisades lungs. April approaches her adversary as Emmy lays on the mat, doubled up and holding her midsection. Madrox reaches down, peeling Emmanuelle off the mat. She shoots Emmy into a corner! April follows her in with a handspring back elbow that lands another blow to Emmanuelle's head! April reaches back for one more little light jab with her elbow for good measure, which the battered Emmanuelle doesn't appreciate. }
{ Emmanuelle slaps April across the back hard, using the ropes as a crutch. Emmy goads April a bit, the two women continuing to get under each other's skin. April tries to throw a fist, but Emmanuelle catches her with the 'Cross Counter!' Madrox staggers out of the corner, and Emmy follows up by hooking one of April's arms and delivering a liver punch! Keeping April on her feet, Emmanuelle transitions, lifting April high in the air for a delayed vertical suplex! The crowd starts counting the seconds as all of the blood rushes to April's head, making it the entire way to thirty before Emmanuelle lands April on the mat the hard way! There proves to be no rest for the weary, however. The Princess of the Palisades gets up, shaking her head a little to clear the cobwebs from the repeated shots. She hauls April up with ease and delivers a big-time backbreaker! Emmy rolls her opponent off her knee. With Madrox in a bad way, Emmanuelle locks her into a cloverleaf submission! }
Terri Morasco: You can see the pain etched across April's face! Emmanuelle has targeted that back, and April is suffering as she searches for any type of escape!
Vasco Dias: Brooklyn looks concerned on the outside, Morasco! The sisters couldn't have imagined the night potentially ending like this!
Terri Morasco: Emmanuelle forcing April to tap out in front of her sister would be the ultimate message to the champion! She would spoil the comeback!
Vasco Dias: April's pushy herself up with her arms, though! She's so bendy! Those ropes are a ways away, but there's a chance!
Terri Morasco: Madrox is digging!... Brooklyn rooting her on from the outside! It's a long crawl, but the gap is closing!
{ April keeps on digging, finally touching the bottom rope with an out-stretched arm! Jessica informs Emmanuelle she needs to release the submission, and Emmy obliges without protest. April tries to pull herself up to fight with the aid of the ropes. Emmanuelle spares her the trouble, lifting her up and slamming her down with a Michinoku Driver! Wanting more, Emmanuelle skips a cover. She gets up, pointing at Brooklyn as she says a few words to the champion. Emmanuelle returns her focus to April. She brings her up and whips her into the corner with authority! April falls on her butt, and Emmy charges in! Brooklyn calls out "Knees" to April, and April drops to the canvas! Emmy misses with the 'Platinum Dynamic', but her knees smash into the middle buckle! April gets up as fast as she can while favoring her back, rising to meet Emmanuelle at almost the same time as Emmy rises to meet her! April connects with a vicious roundhouse kick to Emmanuelle's head! The Princess of the Palisades is almost out on her feet! April follows up with the 'Reina del Sole'! }
Terri Morasco: Two more blows still to the head of Emmanuelle! She's in serious trouble, and you can hear some of April's fans in attendance raising their voices in anticipation!
Vasco Dias: She might be looking for that cutter of her's, MorascoâŚ
Terri Morasco: There is no quit in Emmanuelle! She's still trying to stand! She may be playing into April's hands here, though!
Vasco Dias: Gotcha! Madrox with the Gotcha!
{ April rolls Emmanuelle over and into a cover! The referee dives into position for a count as a confident Brooklyn starts up the stairs. }
One!
Two!!
Three!!!
{ The referee calls for the final bell. }
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
Vasco Dias: Score another one for the Murder! And my enthusiasm doesn't only stem from the fact that Rowan terrifies me!
Terri Morasco: April Madrox defeats Emmanuelle, but what a valiant effort from Emmanuelle!
{ As April's music plays, Brooklyn raises April's arm high in the air with one hand, and the title belt high in the air with the other. They stand over the fallen Emmanuelle. Upon lowering her sister's arm, Brooklyn looks down at Emmanuelle and shakes her head as the show goes to commercials. }
Winner: April Madrox by pinfall
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SEGMENT
Last chance.
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{ The interior of the FedEx Forum in Memphis, Tennessee, has been sold out to accommodate every seat in the arena for tonightâs episode of IWF Sacrifice. The situation brewing between Tara Fenix and Serenity Holmes has been a rollercoaster of emotional and physical warfare to the point many are counting out Serenity in this battle. However, the young star has been battling her demons that will spill into the warfare between these two battling women. }
Terri Morasco: Serenity Holmes and Tara Fenix are officially in a Last Woman Standing match at our upcoming pay-per-view event, LEGACY! I guess Serenity Holmes has not taken Taraâs warnings seriously enough, but this is a match she bit off more than she could chew! Weâve seen Tara Fenix constantly put down Serenity Holmes with a single Genocide Kick! Can you imagine what Tara will do in a Last Woman Standing match?!
Vasco Dias: Listen, I know Serenity Holmes is a teenager who doesnât quit, but there are times when grown folks are in the room, and you must tell her to shut up and stay quiet! Tara Fenix welcomed Serenity Holmes with open arms into her life and felt disrespected, but Serenity thinks Tara betrayed her. I want to see this match more than ever and understand which woman wants it more!
{ âSynthetic Sympathyâ by Trash Boat explodes into musical relay from the venueâs surround systems in rhythm with the multi-colored lights paneling around the audience. Serenity Holmes walks out, making a beeline down to the ring, and the audience has mixed reactions but supports her nonetheless. However, the 22nd Century Girl keeps a determined yet angered look as she marches up the steel steps and enters the ring to snatch a microphone from a ringside crew member. She paces back and forth in the center of the ring but yells into the microphone, immediately putting an end to her music. }
Serenity Holmes: Hey Tara! Yeah, Iâm still standing on my feet, and look where it got us: a Last Woman Standing match at Legacy! You donât understand how many times Iâve been put in this position when they put the absolute best in front of me, and Iâve been knocked down so many times that getting up has become my muscle memory!
{ The audience begins to applaud her, and Serenity keeps staring into the main camera to beat the crap out of Tara Fenix. }
Serenity Holmes: People like you donât understand my stubbornness, especially when you do everything you can to keep me down. You want to pretend you care for me, but all you ever cared for was yourself! You kicked me in the face because youâre threatened that I am the woman to take you down in IWF. Youâre the standard of the Women's Division, but Iâm known for breaking norms and making history on my own!
{ Serenity approaches the ropes and stands on the middle one, holding the microphone to her chin. }
Serenity Holmes: Tara Fenix! Why wait until Legacy? Do you want to put me down for good?! I dare you to come and finish the job because youâll have to kill me, you blue-haired motherfucker!!!
Terri Morasco: Oh my God!
Vasco Dias: Damn!
{ She descends from the ring and paces back and forth, waiting for Tara Fenix to arrive. A few moments passed, and Serenity yelled into the microphone. }
Serenity Holmes: I DONâT HAVE ALL DAY! GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE NOW!!!
{ More time passes, and thereâs no activity. Serenity stands still and faces the entrance until Tara simply walks out from the backstage area to a wide array of boos thrown at her presence. She stands center-stage with a blank facial expression, surveying the audience, but her focus switches to an angry Serenity Holmes waiting for her to enter the ring. Tara fiddles with the microphone in her hand until she raises it to speak calmly. }
Tara Fenix: Serenity, Serenity, Serenity. You know I hate whatâs become of you,, but you have selective hearing.
{ Tara shakes her head watching Serenity act like a spoiled brat. }
Terri Morasco: Tara Fenix remaining calm and poised makes Serenity ready to rip her eyes out.
Vasco Dias: Well, Taraâs known for the psychological warfare and sheâs got Serenity right where she belongs.
Tara Fenix: You donât really get it, do you? Iâve put you down week after week and for what? Glory? Bragging Rights? You really think I betrayed you? I told you for a long time not to get involved in my family matters or to be involved with Matt Knox. I spoke to you as a woman to a woman, offered you my home when your father didnât want you and this is the thanks I get?!
{ Tara begins walking down to the ring but Serenity doesnât move after listening to her words. }
Tara Fenix: You need to understand how out of your depth you are. Iâve dominated IWF and have become of the biggest names in professional wrestling history. Many have tried and many have failed; Youâll be no different but I donât want to do this to you hence why I keep telling you to stay down. Despite what you may think, I still care about you and as someone who cares about you, I am telling you to stay out of this!
{ Tara climbs up the steel steps and moves through the ropes without any fear of Serenityâs anger. She actually closes the distance and stands in front of Serenity looking down at her. }
Tara Fenix: Iâm out here now and we both know how this will end. The question is do you want to listen because this is my FINAL warning to you! After this, I wonât show any mercy or hold back. Iâll be putting you down for good and youâll be out of a career. So make the choice Serenity, do you finally leave this alone?
{ The audience of Memphis are begging Serenity not to quit and the young wrestler looks down as she drops the microphone. Tara keeps staring a hole into Serenityâs posture and drops the microphone as well before Serenity looks right at Tara and slaps her in the face as hard as she could causing the audience to cheer in an uproar! }
Terri Morasco: Serenity Holmes just gave her answer with a slap to the face of Tara!
Vasco Dias: I donât think that was the best idea!
{ Tara rubs her chin until landing a Forearm Blow that knocks Serenity down onto the canvas and she follows up by mounting Serenity Holmes to land more blows onto the head. Serenity covers her face with both arms but finds herself trapped from the continuous strikes poured down onto her skull. }
Terri Morasco: And just like that Tara already has Serenity in her hands!
{ Tara stands up on her feet and gathers enough space to watch Serenity stand back up. She skips on her right leg going for the Genocide Kick but Serenity ducks under it to be behind Tara where leaps upwards off the mat to wrap her legs around her neck and drive her to the canvas with a Reverse Frankensteiner! }
Vasco Dias: GHOSTED!!!
{ Tara rolls under the bottom rope and falls down onto the ringside mat. Serenity sees the opportunity and runs to the ropes behind her to add more speed in her sprint to launch herself through the middle and bottom ropes tackling her entire body weight into Tara to drive her against the barricade! }
Terri Morasco: Heat Seeking Missile! Serenity has been waiting for this moment to finally get her hands on Tara Fenix!
Vasco Dias: Sometimes you get knocked down so much, you forget what you can do when you stand up again and Serenity is showing that right now!
{ Serenity overwhelms Tara Fenix having her pressed against the barricade and batting her down with multiple strikes. The referees and security officials rush down to ringside to separate the two when itâs clear the audience wants them to fight. Tara and Serenity are trying their best to claw out of their predicament but Tara breaks free and charges into Serenity tackling her and official personnel through the barricade! }
Terri Morasco: OH MY GOD!!!
Vasco Dias: TARA FENIX JUST TACKLED SERENITY HOLMES THROUGH THE BARRICADE AND NEARLY HALF OF OUR PERSONNEL!!!
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SINGLES MATCH
1500 Word Limit
Winner receives a future World Television Championship Match
Nick Knight vs Angel Blake
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{ All the lights in the arena go out as words blaze across the Imperitron. }
âBlessed are the wicked who are healed by my hands.â
{ The entire arena absolutely explodes with cheers as 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 baby girl embroidered on the back. Angel throws his arms up in the air as the metal version of Gateways takes over and 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 throws his coat off as the music dies down. }
{Every light in the arena is extinguished in the blink of an eye and the sound of a clock ticking begins to play at an almost deafening level. Every few seconds another clock joins the chorus until an alarm bell rings to quickly be replaced by the eruption of pyros that sends ghost white flames high into the sky. Then as the flames are quenched the opening keyboard of Blood for Miles by Deathstars begins to play.The arena stays dark except for a ring of fire with a figure standing in the center. The man is dressed in an ankle length black trench coat, wide brimmed black hat, a black leather plague doctor mask trimmed in brass covers his face, and he is carrying a cane. Stepping through the flames the man makes his way towards ringside, a spotlight tracking him on his way down the aisle. Halfway to the ring he stops and pulls an ornate watch from the pocket of his coat to check the time. The moment that he returns the watch to his pocket the words âTicktock The End is Now,â appears on every single LED board.}
Alison Valance: Now making his way to the ring from Los Angeles, California âThe Hollywood Butcherâ Nick Knight!!!
{Knight slowly walks to ringside, stopping just short of the ring to methodically strip off his hat and coat leaving him in black trousers with a thin gray stripe and his mask. Slowly the arena lights come back up as âThe Hollywood Butcherâ unstraps the mask and hands it to the ringside attendant before climbing into the ring.}
{ The two men donât exchange pleasantries at all, but as soon as the bell sounds, they dash into the center of the ring and begin to wail on each other. Forearms, punches, slaps, all of these strikes come into play as the bitter rivals unleash every ounce of hatred on each other. One particular forearm smash to the face sends Knight reeling back into the ropes. He fires back with a hard lariat, but Angel doesnât go down! A knee lift from Blake has Knight hunched over, though Knight seizes the left leg and clutches up Blake for a hard suplex straight to the mat! Soon after he lands the suplex, a dribble of blood starts to leak from his forehead. }
Terri Morasco: There is no shortage of history between Nick Knight and Angel Blake! And it looks like they both came in with the same idea of beating the absolute hell out of each other!
Vasco Dias: Thereâs no need for a feeling out process tonight, Morasco! This is the very best in the business throwing bomb after bomb!
{ Knight continues the attack, swinging his arms anywhere that could damage Angel. He clubs the back, he chops the chest and he grinds his elbow against the forehead, leaving a smear of face paint behind. The Hollywood Butcher muscles Blake into the corner and cracks his own head against his opponentâs. Marching into the middle of the ring, Knight quickly does a 180 and lunges at Blake, but he gets the uranage backbreaker in response! Angel slowly shambles out of the corner as Knight clutches the small of his back. Blake props Knight up to a sitting position before massacring his head and neck with some hammer and elbow strikes. With every elbow comes a more enraged look on Knightâs face. Finally, he manages to slip free and take hold of Angelâs arms before nearly folding him in half with a straightjacket suplex! As Blake clutches his neck, Knight scrambles for a cover.
ONEâŚ
TW- Kick-out from Angel!
No motion is wasted as Nick heaves the body of Blake up to a stance, looking for another devastating suplex. This time, Angel fights back with hard elbows to the jaw. He takes advantage of Knightâs leg, landing an imanari roll and sinking in a kneebar on Knight! The surgically repaired knee of Knight contorts and twists to Angelâs every whim. Before he can find the bottom rope, the crafty Blake pulls them both back to the center of the ring. Without letting go of Knightâs leg, he attempts for Absolution, but Knight uses his good leg to slam a boot right into Angelâs face. After a few up kicks, Blake lets go of the leg and stumbles back.}
Vasco Dias: This match feels like itâs going at a breakneck pace! I donât think Iâve ever seen a main event go down like this!
Terri Morasco: These two men know each other so well, but they are letting it all fly tonight!
{ Hobbling and limping from the submission, Knight uses his strikes to ward off Angel. Blake simply responds by firing back with his own strikes. The two start up another striking war, which abruptly ends with Blake kicking Knightâs leg out from under him. He follows up with a Genocide Kick for good measure, but does not opt for a cover. The former World Champion lines Knight up for a potential Divine Justice, but Knight uses a burst of rage and energy to turn Angel inside out with a lariat! Both men are down, with the referee counting as they lay on the canvas! }
Vasco Dias: Christ⌠youâd think Wraith would be watching and holding that Television title tight! These guys are killing each other!
Terri Morasco: Well, Wraith has never been one to shy away from a fight, much less from Knight OR Blake!
{ Angel is the slower of the two to rise, but that does not prevent him from landing an unforgiving Divine Justice to Knightâs jaw. With Knight stunned, Angel tries to hook him for the Deadlights, but Knight rakes the eyes! In response, Blake delivers a swift kick to Knightâs bad leg before giving him a hard slap across the face. Knight uses the ropes to prop himself up as he spits at Blake, telling him to bring it on! Angel responds with glee as he looks to inflict more punishment on his perennial opponent, but Knight hits a drop toe hold right into the ropes! Blake puts his hands to his throat from the whiplash, but whiplash soon becomes the least of his problems as Knight locks in La La Land! Angel tries to grab any sort of rope, but Knight tears him away and tries to lower Blake to the ground. Knight canât wrap his legs for a full submission, so in frustration, he lands a suplex from the hold! Blake nearly lands right on his neck as Knight rises to his feet, favoring his right leg. He takes Angel once more and sets up for a Banned in Memphis piledriver. He attempts to lift Blake up, but the weight proves to be too much as his leg buckles! Blake drops to a knee before popping back up with a rising knee strike! Divine Justice! Genocide Kick! Knight is still trying to muster up everything heâs got, still on his feet! A superkick to the leg does the job, right before a second, running Divine Justice puts him fully on the ground. Knowing he has no time to spare, Blake sets up Knight for the Deadlights, hitting with every last bit of strength left! The cover!
ONEâŚ
TWOâŚ
THREE!
Whether from defiance or pure instinct, Knight only just manages to get a shoulder up about a half-second after the decision is made. Angel Blake looks at his bloody hands and grins from ear to ear. He wipes the blood of Knight on his chest. }
Alison Valance: Here is your winner and the number one contender to the Television Championship⌠ANGEL BLAKE!
Vasco Dias: That was like sprinting a marathon in fast forward! Iâm sweating just from watching it, Morasco!
Terri Morasco: Youâre always sweating, Vasco.
Vasco Dias: Hey!
Terri Morasco: Nevertheless, ladies and gentlemen, thank you for joining us tonight and we will see you next week for Odyssey!