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SHOW OPEN
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{ Heart of a Champion by Hollywood Undead plays as we are brought the opening intro to IWF Odyssey! We see a shot of the IWF Men's World Champion Pax Stormcrow, followed by the IWF World Tag Team Champions, Angel Blake and Wraith. Then we see more clips of Dean Harper, Nick Knight, James Gilmore and Nick Danger followed by clips of Stephen Terrella, Alexandra Calaway, and a smirking Caleb Cannin. The camera pans around the jam packed arena and the screaming fans before we get a shot of the commentary booth and Iyo Kenshin! }
Iyo Kenshin: Welcome to IWF Presents: Odyssey! I am your play by play commentator, Iyo Kenshin and with me as always on color is Rayne!
Rayne: Thank you, Iyo! We are coming off one of our biggest pay per views of the year! We saw a return, a new champion crowned and so much more!
Iyo Kenshin: And we are going to hear from that new champion right now!
{ The opening beats to Stadium Pow Wow echo through the arena, causing the crowd to erupt into uproarious cheers. Pax Stormcrow walks out wearing a pair of jeans and a black hooded jacket that displays the logo for Prairie Fiber on his left breast and a Medicine Wheel on his right. }
Iyo Kenshin: Pax Stormcrow defied the odds and won the Heir to the Throne defeating such legends as Angel Blake and Wraith on his way to winning the IWF Men's World Championship from Dean Harper!
Rayne: It was an incredible run in the Heir to the Throne, truly a Cinderella story come to life!
{ He soaks in the cheers for a moment before he walks to the head of the ramp and unzips his jacket, revealing the IWF Menās World Championship around his waist and a new shirt, with the words āPax ImperiÄlisā. The crowd erupts, somehow even louder as Pax lifts his right fist into the air right as the vocals of his theme kick in. He makes his way down the ramp, taking his time to slap hands of the fans on the way down. He stops for a selfie op and a camera zoom in with the crowd in front of a sign that has his picture and the words āAnd New!ā on it. }
Alison Valance: Introducing the 2023 Heir to the Throne and NEW IWF MEN'S WORLD CHAMPION!!!! PAX STORMCROW!!!
{ He makes a circuit around the ring, slapping hands with fans as he does before stopping off at the time keepers table to get a mic before he slides into the ring. He moves to each turnbuckle, climbing to the second rope and lifting his fist in the air as the crowd rains down their praise. After the last one, he hops off and moves to the center of the ring and faces the hard cam. He waits for the crowd noise to die down before he lifts the microphone to his mouth. }
Pax Stormcrow: What up Neechieās!
Crowd: ITāS YA BOI!
{ Pax takes the mic away from his face, a 1000 watt grin on his face as the cheers rain down again. He takes a moment, soaking it all in before he speaks again. }
Pax Stormcrow: Last week, my journey on Heir to the Throne culminated in one of the toughest matches of my life. But I persevered. I won my first Heir to the Throne and I turned that into becoming the IWF Menās World Champion. Your Menās World Champion!
{ He pauses as the crowd once again erupts in their appreciation for him before he turns to look into the hard camera. }
Pax Stormcrow: Thatās right. I had to fight my way through the best competitors in the Menās division to earn my first Heir to the Throne spot, and then I had to battle it out with arguably the best home grown athlete this company has produced to gain my first reign as the Menās World Champion. So now I just gotta ask something.
{ He takes a moment, breathing deeply with his eyes closed before they snap open with fire in his eyes. }
Pax Stormcrow: Do you think Iām going to choke now?! Everyone said I wasnāt going to be here. Everyone said if this didnāt happen Iād run away.
{ He unstraps the belt from around his waist and lifts it up. }
Pax Stormcrow: But for me, that was never an option! This, this right here was the only option that I considered. So ya, I am your world champion right now. The champ is fucking here baby! And anyone that wants this title will have to pry it out of my fingers.
{ He starts to pace back and forth in the ring. }
Pax Stormcrow: Now you know me. I donāt hand out free shots. Iām maybe a bit old school for thinking that someone should earn their shot at the title. But I donāt want an asterisk next to my reign. Dean Harper. Someone came out and interfered in our business. You want a shot at me, itās yours. I donāt exactly feel great that someone could say that I only won cause your daddy, who never decided to be a father until you were already grown, stuck his nose into our business. And Angel? You got something to say to me you know where to find me.
{ Pax lowers the belt, strapping it around his waist once again. He gives it a tug to make sure it settles in place. }
Pax Stormcrow: You all do. You earn your shot, you get your shot. Skoden!
{ He lifts his fist into the air to the roar of the fans. }
Iyo Kenshin: The new champ is laying down a challenge to the man he beat!
Rayne: I don't know if that's a smart move but definitely an honorable one considering how everything went down!
Iyo Kenshin: Absolutely an honorable move and one the fans are fully behind. When we come back we've got two new comers in action, tag team action and in the main event Nick Knight is facing off against Hijou and judging by the battle royal that is sure to be fire!
Rayne: And we are going to hear from Nick Danger and Rob Diamond as well! Don't turn the dial!
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SEGMENT
Valets, Part I
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Iyo Kenshin: Welcome back, folks! You've got baseball's playoffs going started, and in our own universe many things are heating up as we enter the month of October.
Rayne: Did the Rays being the Devil back or what?! Four errors ain't gonna get you anywhere!
Iyo Kenshin: You're talking, of course, about game one against the Rangers earlier today. Speaking of errors, RAM and Yulia are about to find our the error of their ways as they've been forced into 30 days of hard labor at the hands of Fiona McFly and company, stemming from the I Quit match against Nick Danger at Legacy.
Rayne: That was a bloody war...
Iyo Kenshin: Indeed, it was. We have partnered with the voice of Retro Championship Wrestling, Donnie DeMuro, who will help us chronicle RAM and Yulia's 30 days of servitude for the next several weeks. Let's take you to a sampling of some highlights.
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September 30, 2023 + 10:00 AM
~Day 1~
{ We find ourselves near the gravel driveway at the front of Fiona's ranch, near Enchanted Rock State Park in Fredericksburg, as a black and chrome F-150 pulls up. Fiona McFly steps out of the driver's seat and opens up the rear passenger door. RAM stomps out of the truck, followed by Yulia who doesn't look too thrilled about being out on the farm. RAM immediately gets into Fiona's face -- only to realize that move was a big mistake. }
RAM: Lemme tell ya somethin', wench! I'm only out here 'cause of some STUPID BULLSHIT stipulation! My lawyers said if I didn't comply, I wouldn't be able to wrestle in Imperial again!
Fiona McFly: Like I give a flying fuck if you think this is bullshit! You signed the fucking contract, boy! Time to PAY up!
{ Yulia throws her hands up. }
Yulia Malakova: Even Putin wasn't THIS profane when it came to political prisoners!
Fiona McFly: Oh, I'll SHOW you political prisoners! The two of you will kindly escort Mr. DeMuro into my truck and shut the door...
{ Yulia and RAM both snort and shrug their shoulders. Fiona is a bit forceful with the Russian manager and grabs her by the hair! }
Yulia Malakova: (screams in unintelligible Rusian)
Fiona McFly: NOW!!! -- Or I'll use your fucking HEAD as a football!!!
RAM: Okay, okay!
{ RAM and Yulia reluctantly help the RCW's lead voice into the truck and close the door. Fiona hops into the driver's seat and slams the door! }
Fiona McFly: Meet us out back!
RAM: Hold up! You mean we have to--?!
{ Fiona's truck speeds off, leaving RAM and Yulia choking in the dust! }
RAM: WALK?! Oh, my...GOD!?!
Yulia Malakova: This is so humiliating!!!
{ The two stomp towards Fiona's house as we cut to the second portion of this segment... }
~A FEW HOURS LATER~
{ ...in which we find RAM and Yulia the side of Fiona's farmhouse a nice, yellow coat of paint! The pair grimace in feigned agony as they put their brushes to the outside wall, pissed off as Fiona and Donnie are seen munching on apples in the background. Yulia slams her brush into the paint can in disgust! }
Yulia Malakova: This is below even Soviet standards!
RAM: I thought slavery was abolished during the Civil War. This is nuts...
{ Fiona cleared her throat as she approached the two villains. }
Fiona McFly: Hrmmm...not bad. Not bad at all, but you know what?! Maybe I've got something that might be befitting to your talents.
{ THe Hall of Famer paused, smirking from ear to ear. }
Fiona McFly: I'll just have to think long and hard about it!
{ We hear Donnie laughing in the background as RAM hangs his head, knowing that this is gonna be a long month. }
~TO BE CONTINUED~
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SINGLES MATCH
2000 Words
Charlotte Shimizu vs. Mika Attano
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{The anticipation in the arena was palpable as Mika Attano and Charlotte Shimizu prepared to face off. The crowd buzzed with excitement, divided in their support for the enigmatic Mika and the newcomer Charlotte.}
Alison Valance: From Tahlequah, OK, CHARLOTTE SHIMIZU!!!
{Before the music starts, the tron lights to show a red sun slowly rising over a broad expanse of ocean. The image flies apart into a flurry of red feathers and pink flower petals as the music hits. When the introductory chorus drops, Charlotte strides out, right fist pumping into the air in rhythm with the words āOh yeahā.
She circles the outside of the ring after the intro chorus and the first verse, pausing briefly at each side to work the crowd before climbing nimbly up to the apron before the last line of the verse. On the apron, she takes a running start from one corner towards the ringpost opposite. At the last second, she jumps up to the second turnbuckle and flips over the top rope, landing feet together and hands raised just as the chorus hits again. She again circles, pumping her fist high in time with the pounding guitar and screaming vocals of MYTH & ROID.
As the chorus comes to its end, Charlotte stands in the center of the squared circle and bows from her waist to the audience, her hands clasped at her chest. To her fading music, she strides purposefully to her corner and starts shaking out her hands and rolling her neck in preparation for the coming match.}
Alison Valance: And her opponent from London England, MIKA ATTANO!!!
{The music starts and flashes of blue, green and white fill the arena. Mika heads out to the top of the ramp and jumps around before running to the ring and sliding in from under the bottom rope. Mika gets to her feet and runs to the corner, climbing up on the second turnbuckle and raises her arms.}
DING, DING, DING
{Mika and Charlotte circled each other cautiously, assessing their opponent's style. Mika, with her technical prowess, aimed to ground the high-flying Charlotte. Conversely, Charlotte sought to utilize her agility and aerial skills to outmaneuver Mika.}
Rayne: Both ladies in the ring right now are showing us their first match here in IWF.
Iyo Kenshin: And both are already giving an impressive showing. Itās anyone's game out there.
{The match started with a series of chain wrestling, with Mika attempting to apply her technical holds and Charlotte countering with swift escapes. Mika managed to lock in an Arm Twist, showcasing her technical acumen, but Charlotte, true to her fearless nature, countered with a breathtaking Springboard Hurricanrana. And Charlotte went for a pinfall.}
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Rayne: Trying for an early pinfall here.
Iyo Kenshin: But it wasnāt enough, Mika getting her arm up with force.
{As the match progressed, Mika's brawler instincts kicked in. She unleashed a barrage of kicks, clotheslines, and a powerful Battering Ram that sent Charlotte reeling. However, Charlotte's fearless demeanor shone through as she absorbed the punishment and retaliated with a Flying Spinning Heel Kick, stunning Mika.}
Rayne: Mika taking the brawler route.
Iyo Kenshin: and Charlotte coming in with that flying Spinning Heel Kick.
{The high-flying acrobatics of Charlotte clashed with Mika's bare-knuckle street fighter style. Charlotte attempted a Diving Hurricanrana, but Mika caught her mid-air, showcasing her strength. Mika then transitioned seamlessly into a Northern Wind, slamming Charlotte to the mat with authority. Mika goes for the pin.}
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{Charlotte kicks out with authority. As the match reached its climax, both wrestlers showed signs of fatigue. Mika, with her stubborn determination, pushed through the pain of her old knee injury. Charlotte, fueled by the need to prove herself, defied her body's limits.}
Rayne: It seems as if neither woman is willing to relent tonight.
Iyo Kenshin: Honestly, Mika kind of scares me. Sheās brutal and sheās showing it.
{In a moment of high drama, Charlotte attempted her Dustbowl Typhoon finisher, flipping from the top rope. However, Mika countered in mid-air, catching Charlotte and converting the move into her own Reality Checkāa Stone Cold Stunner that echoed through the arena. With the crowd on its feet, Mika seized the opportunity and executed her finishing move, the Double Eagleāa Forward Fireman's Carry Slam that shook the ring.}
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Rayne: Mika wins her debut match.
Iyo Kenshin: Itās only a matter of time before both these women find themselves in the title picture.
{The referee counted to three, declaring Mika Attano the victor. As the bell rang and Mika's theme echoed in the arena, she stood victorious, her darkness enveloping the ring.}
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SEGMENT
Rising Ace faces a God.
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Iyo Kenshin: IWF Canadian Tour starts here in Vancouver,British Columbia in the Rogers Arena on Odyssey.
Rayne: Absolutely and these Canadian fans are ravenous for more action but before our next match Iām being told we are going to hear from Nick Danger!
Iyo Kenshin: Nick was the victim of some attack last month and Iām sure he has some thoughts on the man who perpetrated them.
{ The lights go off for a second then red lights turn on and āBulls Of Paradeā by Rage Against The Machines comes on and Nick Danger walks onto the entrance ramp wearing street clothes and his famous red leather āRising Aceā jacket. Nick hears the crowd chanting his name. Nick has some scars on his face from the āI Quitā match with Ram. }
Rayne: I honestly canāt believe this buffoon beat Ram at Legacy!
Iyo Kenshin: Nick and Ram fought hard but it was Nick who went the extra mile and got Ram to Say I quit!.
{ Nick walks down the ramp giving fans high fives with an excited look on his face. Nick walks up the steel steps and enters through the middle rope standing center of the ring. Nick asks for a microphone and speaks. }
Nick Danger: Hello ladies and gentlemen and welcome to Odyssey. I know I look like hell after my match with Ram at Legacy. I give it to the kid. He is a tough son of bitch to fight in a match. But that is over now I am on a new mission and that is to regain the IWF World Television Championship but talk to the person who is the number one contender for the title. So Angel Blake come on down to this ring.
{ Nick doesnāt have to wait long as the lights go out and āGatewaysā hits the pa. }
Rayne: So Nick is looking to go from the frying pan to the fiery puts of hell? Smart.
Iyo Kenshin: Angel Blake used Nick Danger as a pawn in a war against a man who took his ball and went home. Nick wants and deserves some retribution before going back after the World TV Championship.
Rayne: Well that retribution isnāt going to happen. Angel may be trying to turn over a new leaf but heās still one of the most dangerous men in the world!
{ Angel Blake steps out onto the ramp as a spotlight shines down upon him. He has his half of the World Tag Team Titles around his waist as he looks out at the roaring fans. Angelās cold black eyes finally settle on the man in the ring, Nick Danger. }
Ryane: You can feel the tension in the arena. Angel Blakeās gaze is like the wrath of the Lord beaming down on you.
{ The music slowly fades away as Angel slowly makes his way toward the ring. }
Angel Blake: If youāre looking for an apology? Iāve already given it. If youāre looking for retribution? Then I welcome it.
{ Angel gets to the ring and climbs up on the apron. }
Angel Blake: If youāre looking for my title shot?
{ He steps through the ropes to meet Danger in the middle of the ring. }
Angel Blake: Goodluck taking it.
{ Nick looks at Angel Blake and speaks. }
Nick Danger: I don't want to take your opportunity for the IWF World Television Championship. I want to fight you when you win the title against your son Wraith.
{ Angel smirks. }
Angel Blake: Thatās it? After everything I did to you, you want to wait to fight me if I win the World Television Championship?
{ Nick nods his head. }
Angel Blake: Why wait?
Nick Danger: To be honest with you I want to fight you at your very best. Call it crazy or call me insane for trying to fight a god of IWF. But me and you never fought each other in a match together before. I have been in IWF for three years and when I won the IWF World Television Championship at Night of the Immortals. It meant all the hard work paid off but it still pisses me off when you screwed me over into helping your son win the title away from me. Blake, you can say you want to turn over a new leaf but everyone in the crowd, in that locker and myself included knows that is a damn lie.
{Nick takes a breath and speaks}
Nick Danger: If I want to live up to my own legacy then I have to defeat the God of professional wrestling which happens to be you, Angel. This is a vow I made for myself that I was going to end 2023 as the World Television Championship. Whether you like it or not I will be the next God-slayer of IWF.
{ Angel takes a moment to absorb all that before speaking again. }
Angel Blake: You want me at my best?
{ Nick nods his head. }
Angel Blake: I donāt think that is a very wise decision. I may be trying to live up to what my children expect of me outside of this but inside of it? I am the single most dangerous person in all of professional wrestling.
{ Angel hisses as he and Nick Danger get nose to nose. }
Angel Blake: But I am a giving lord. I said if you wanted retribution you could try. You want me at my best? Halloween Hell in four weeks. The winner challenges for the World Television Championship in the Extinction Event at Survival of the Fittest.
{Nick nods his head}.
Nick Danger: At Halloween Hell, I will give you my best if you fight me in a 60-minute Ironman match. I don't call myself the rising ace for nothing and you will see what I am made of inside that ring. But if you want to get dangerous then I don't mind showing you the devil I can be when it comes down to it.
Angel Blake: 60 minutes with a devil?
{ Angel looks around for the crowds reaction who are very much for it. }
Angel Blake: Youāre on!
{ Angel holds out his right hand and Danger takes it, the two shaking while still nose to nose. }
Angel Blake: Prepare yourself, Nick for the Revelation.
{ Angel pulls himself free and slowly backs up as Gateways hits the pa again. Danger keeps his eyes on Angel who slowly leaves the ring. }
Iyo Kenshin: You heard it here first! In four weeks time at Odyssey: Halloween Hell it will be Angel Blake versus Nick Danger in an iron man match! The winner goes on to challenge for the World Televsision Championship in the Extinction Event at Survival of the Fittest!
Rayne: This is absolutely huge news and an incredible match to look forward to! But the real question is will both men make it there!?
Iyo Kenshin: We will find out in the coming weeks! Fans donāt go anywhere weāve still got more IWF action to come!
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TAG TEAM MATCH
3000 Accumulative Word Limit
Team MOD vs. Emmanuelle and ULTIMO Valiente
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{ We come back from the break with Team MOD and Ultimo Emmy already in the ring. }
Iyo Kenshin: Next up we have tag team action!
Rayne: Team MOD is the latest team in the division, taking advantage of the new inter gender rules and theyāve got some stiff competition with Emmanuelle and her partner, Ultimo Valiente!
Iyo Kenshin: They sure do. Emmanuelle has been making waves since her debut and Ultimo Valiente is one big win away from hitting that next gear!
Rayne: You could say the same about their opponents! Gregor Winter is a former champion and Itami is no one to look past!
Iyo Kenshin: Well we are about to find out how these two teams match up right now!
{ We kick things off with Itami and Emmanuelle. Itami tried to keep her distance with well placed strikes but Emmanuelle shrugged each and every one off. Itami would eventually move in for a elbow strike and Emmanuelle would see her opening to hit that patented liver punch. Emmanuelle would take control of the match with several knee strikes followed by forearm shivers that drove Itami backward into a neutral corner. Emmanuelle would look for the whip to her partner but Itami hit a mid ring reversal and sent Emmanuelle into the corner of Winter who was ready with a big forearm shot that knocked Emmy down. Itami tagged in her partner and they went right for the double team with a Big Boot into a German suplex! Gregor would make a cover here but Emmanuelle was able to kick out! }
Iyo Kenshin: Emmanuelle finds herself as the isolated partner. She needs to tag out!
Rayne: Absolutely or this match will end in under ten minutes!
{ Gregor would continue to work over Emmanuelle, using big time power moves he continued to chop away at his opponent while Ultimo Valiente cheered her on. Gregor would hit a walking sidewalk slam, a running powerslam and would go to cap it all off with a diving headbutt! Emmanuelle would avoid the headbutt, find her feet and take Gregor down to the mat with a shotgun dropkick. Emmanuelle would then get the hot tag to her partner, Ultimo Valiente who came into the ring with a head full of steam. Valiente hit clothesline after clothesline on Team MOD before finally catching Gregor Winter with a high angle hip todd. Valiente would go to the ropes and look for a springboard moonsult but Gregor got the boots up to stop him dead in the air! Gregor got back to his feet and took Vaiente down with a Big Boot! Gregor would then throw Valiente into the corner where Itami was waiting and make the tag. Team MOD then teamed up to hit Valiente with a delayed vertical suplex by Gregor while Itami hit a Baku kick! Itami would make the cover this time but Emmanuelle broke the cover up! }
Iyo Kenshin: Emmanuelle and Valiente have been on the back foot all match as we cross the ten minute mark!
Rayne: They need to pull a strategy together and fast because Team MOD is working like a unit!
{ Emmanuelle takes the opening she created to help Valiente back to their corner. Emmanuelle tagged in and re entered the match fully recharged. Emmanuelle took the fight to Itami with a rising knee strike followed by another liver punch. Emmanuelle fired up the crowd at this point as she mounted a serious offensive strike. Emmanuelle would hit a Russian legsweep and keep control of Itami back to her feet to hit a Dragon suplex with a bridge. Itami managed to kick out but Emmanuelle continued the offense with a Malibu Shine followed by another cover and another close two count. Itami was struggling to get away to make the tag but Emmanuelle was not going to let this opening go as she continued to press her advantage and brought Itami up into a Pasadena bomb only for it to be broken up with a big boot from Winter! Winter and Itami immediately went back on the attack with another double team move, Itami hit a sheer drop brainbuster while Winter hit the Weapon of Mass Destruction! At this stage both Itami and Emmanuelle crawled to their corners to tag out.
Ultimo Valiente tagged in, Gregor Winter tagged in. The two came right at each other. Valiente ducked a clothesline and hit a springboard dropkick! Valiente went on the attack with some springboard offense but it would come to an abrupt end when Itami grabbed the ankle of Valiente causing him to trip right into a huge powerslam from Gregor Winter! Winter then delivers three back to back to back overhead belly to belly suplexs that completely knocked the wind out of Valiente! Gregor lined up the finish and Emmanuelle tried to get involved but the referee stopped her which gave Itami the chance to hit Emmanulle with the Baku kick that sends Emmanuelle off the apron! Gregor Winter would hoist Ultimo Valiente up onto his shoulders while Itami would go to the top rope and they would connect with their finishing move, Susanoo! Gregor would make the cover while Itami kept an eye on Emmanuelle and they would score the three count and the victory at fourteen minutes and fifty seven seconds! }
Rayne: Team MOD with an impressive victory over two incredible opponents!
Iyo Kenshin: I think the future is very bright for Team MOD!
{ Team MOD celebrates their victory as their music plays. }
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SEGMENT
Who's it going to be?
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{ The camera cuts to backstage, with IWF interviewer Cali Robbins on the scene! }
Cali Robbins: We are backstage here at Odyssey and I am joined by the Joker in the Pack, Cal-
{ A voice off-screen interrupts her. }
"ANDā¦?"
Cali Robbins: Andā¦ the Future, Caleb Cannin.
{ A slight pan to the left reveals Caleb Cannin, looking confident as always. }
Cali Robbins: I have to ask, because everyone has been talking about-
Caleb Cannin: About what? The fact that Iām the Joker in the Pack? The Breakout Star of 2022? Your former and greatest ever Television Champion? Come on, spit it out!
Cali Robbins: Noā¦ people have been discussing your recent streak of losses that youāve suffered over the past few months. What happened?
{ Cannin tilts down his sunglasses, unmasking an incredulous look in his eyes. He stares at Robbins for a second before chuckling. }
Caleb Cannin: You know, that really isnāt important! Who cares about that dumb tournament or some slapdash battle royale? What matters is that Iām one of the highlights each and every time I show up. There is no one better than me, not even our NEW World Champion, Pax Stormcrow. Congratulations, Paxy, youāve become champion! But now, you have a giant target on your back. And the only man that can hit the bullseyeā¦ is me. With my Joker in the Pack contract in the back of your mind, you should be quaking in your goddamn boots right now.
Cali Robbins: Another thing I wanted to ask is how you plan on using that Joker in the Pack contract. Especially now, because the champion is someone who has beaten you before in singles competition.
Caleb Cannin: Are you just here to piss me off? I do have a plan but Iām not going to waste my breath explaining it to you or any other douchebag around here. Youāll have to wait and see.
Cali Robbins: And what will you do if you happen to lose your title match? Do you start back at square one? Your recent win/loss record is, well, very telling as to how effective your strategies have been. In fact, you have not managed to be on a pay-per-view card since losing the Television Championship at Night of the Immortals. Some people believe that, because you choose to cheat and take the āeasyā route, you simply cannot match up to other competitors one-on-one. Care to comment?
{ Clear, apparent rage is bubbling on Canninās face. He grits his teeth and slowly guides a shaky hand to Caliās microphone. Leaning in close, only two words escape his mouth. }
Caleb Cannin: Watch me.
{ He walks off the set, with a camera following him. The shot only captures his back as he carries the Joker in the Pack briefcase. Walking through the backstage, he finally reaches the curtain. }
Caleb Cannin: Hit my goddamn music!
{ The camera still follows Cannin as his entrance music comes to life. He brushes through the curtain as the Vancouver audience gives a raucous stream of boos. The front row offers middle fingers, angry shouts and everything that has become the norm for Caleb Cannin. Grabbing a microphone from a nearby ring attendant, he steps up onto the apron before entering the ring. Once the music dies down, the camera finally swings around to capture Canninās face. His expression is one of disgust, frustration and most noticeably, desperation. }
Caleb Cannin: Vancouver, I know you probably werenāt expecting such a high-class individual to show up in your dumpy little city, but I need you to stop gawking and pay attention for a minute!
{ His attempt to suppress the crowd only fuels their vociferous hatred. }
Caleb Cannin: Itās come to my attention that Iām not getting respect around here. In fact, we have come to a point where people are actually starting toā¦ doubt me.
{ Pockets of the crowd begin to chant something that rattles Cannin down to his very bone. }
Caleb Cannin: I told you Vancouver vermin to be quiet!
{ They continue, only growing louder and louder. }
Caleb Cannin: I said SHUT THE HELL UP!
{ The chant in question? "NO MORE FUTURE!" followed by rhythmic claps. }
Caleb Cannin: TURN MY MIC UP! WHICHEVER ONE OF YOU DOUCHEBAGS IN THE PRODUCTION TRUCK CAN DO IT! TURN IT UP!
{ The mic volume is increased, but the crowd still matches the volume with their chant. }
Caleb Cannin: THIS is exactly what Iām talking about! I am the Breakout Star of 2022, I am the Joker in Packā¦ I- I am THE FUTURE, goddamnit!
{ Nothing he says is enough to stop the thousands in attendance. }
Caleb Cannin: Iāve had it UP TO HERE with the amount of disrespect I face, week after week! You all are just like everyone else Iāve met in this business! You treat the next generation of stars like shit! You all want to be ignorant of how good I am!
{ He takes off his sunglasses and looks out to everybody in the audience. The briefcase drops to the ground as he stands on the middle rope. }
Caleb Cannin: You all forgot just who the fuck I am! You want to hold me down, just like the rest of the roster, just like the management in the back, just like these goddamn referees that keep screwing me! Bad news is that you canāt keep sheer greatness down for the count. Iāve overcome more in my life that some shitty Canadian crowd could ever do to me! Maybe, just maybe, for once Iāll stop proving myself rightā¦ and start proving everyone else wrong!
{ He gestures to the curtain, pointing straight down the entrance ramp. }
Caleb Cannin: Listen up, douchebags! Itās time I show you all the virtues of being a superstar! Whether these idiots want to see it or not, and believe me, they willā¦ Iām issuing an open challenge! It can be next week, the week after that or on Christmas day, I donāt give a shit! Whoever is brave enough, stupid enough or, letās face it, probably some combination of bothā¦ whoever comes down this ramp and faces me in this ring, you will have to be prepared to face the best Caleb Cannin thereās ever been! Just make the call and we can get one of those lame-ass suits to make it official. I donāt care what your reasoning is, all I want is someone that I can make an example out of! Iām going to show everyone, and I mean EVERYONE, that I am one of the best in the world.
{ He scoops up the Joker in the Pack briefcase before leaning up against the ropes. }
Caleb Cannin: And if you donāt respect me nowā¦ you will. Come hell or high water, you will understand that when it comes to the unabridged prospect of professional wrestling, the master of the game and the undisputed FUTURE of this businessā¦ he isnāt fucking around anymore.
{ Dropping the microphone, Caleb rolls out of the ring. The fans continue to boo as he saunters up the entrance ramp, talking into one of the cameras. }
Caleb Cannin: Donāt waste my time! Whoās it going to be? I dare you! I dare you!
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SINGLES MATCH
2000 Words
Stephen Terrella vs Frank Black
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{ The opening riff of 5 Minutes Alone by Pantera begins to play as the lights begin to strobe and the crowd starts to go wild. As the drums kick in Frank Black comes storming through the curtain. Frank is a ball of energy as he waves his arms up and down to get the crowd into it even more. Frank starts to head toward the ring, his feet moving in rhythm with the song. He stops along the way to point at several signs and fist bumps fans at ring side. Frank rolls in under the bottom rope and runs across the ring, leaping onto the second turnbuckle to pump the crowd up some more before jumping off and turning to face the inside of the ring. His head bobbing, heās ready for a fight. }
Iyo Kenshin: Frank Black has a tough task ahead of him, Rayne, but one I have no doubt he is up for. We have seen crowds all over the continent rally around the Redneck Suplex Machine, who is now looking for singles success without his brother at his side.
Rayne: He has wandered into the wrong neighborhood for that, Iyo. Frank is plenty capable in the ring, sure. At one time he was a tag team champion with his late brother. Terrella is coming into this with a chip on his shoulder though, and I honestly think Frank could use a chip or two just to have a chance.
Iyo Kenshin: I think you're underestimating Frank.
Rayne: I don't think you realize this is going to be a helluva lot different than trying to wrestle a hog.
{ 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. }
Rayne: Terrella is on a mission here tonight. He wants to completely destroy a guy that has meant a lot to the tag team division. And let me tell you, both him and Portia are plenty pissed off they had to come to Vancouver to do it!
Iyo Kenshin: What's wrong with Vancouver?
Rayne: What is right with Vancouver?
Iyo Kenshin: Lovely city. What perhaps is not lovely are the intentions of Stephen Terrella, and one cannot forget about Portia on the outside.
{ The referee for this contest, Tommy Knocker, calls for the opening bell! }
Ding!
{ The two men meet nose-to-nose, without Frank backing down even an inch from his stronger, heavier adversary. Stephen gives Frank a hard, two-handed shove to the chest that drives Black two steps back. Frank returns the favor, coming right back with a shove to Terrella's chest. Stephen pie-faces Frank, riling up the Redneck Suplex Machine! Black rattles off a throat-strike uppercut to Terrella's jugular. The strike takes Terrella's air, and Frank capitalizes by delivering some repeated elbow strikes to the top of Stephen's dome! A spinning back elbow follows from Frank, which has Terrella reeling! Black charges the ropes, building steam, and coming right back with a Lou Thez press to take Stephen down to the canvas! There, Black pummels Terrella with a series of closed fists! The crowd counts along the entire way to ten, and Vancouver has been worked into a fever pitch by the sympathetic babyface's early burst of offense! Frank pops up and beats on his chest before going into a crane fighting stance! }
Iyo Kenshin: The battling brawler, Black, is taking the fight straight to the bruising brute! It is so loud in the Rogers Arena right now that you can barely hear yourself think as this crowd anticipates some redneck kung-fu!
Rayne: Apparently you, and about nineteen thousand other idiots, don't realize that redneck kung-fu isn't a thing! It literally isn't a thing! Kung-fu originated in China for crying out loud!
Iyo Kenshin: Oh but Rayne, there is a chop to Terrella's shoulder! One for the other! A big kick to Terrella's chest now! Followed up by a spinning back fist that has Terrella on spaghetti legs!
{ The camera cuts to a shot of the Black Widow seated high up in the Rogers Arena, watching with her feet propped up on a ledge. }
Iyo Kenshin: As we catch a glimpse of the Black Widow, who doesn't appear particularly concerned at the moment for Terrella's plight.
{ Portia turns to the crowd, screaming for all of them to "shut up" as they seem to be fueling Frank on with their energy! Black moves in, looking for a Saito Suplex. He's a tad slow trying to hoist the three hundred plus pounder up, and Terrella takes the opening to rake Frank's eyes. Black comes away pawing at his pupils. Terrella shakes his head, trying to clear some of the cobwebs from all of the elbows he ate earlier. He glares at the Redneck Suplex Machine with pure rage before making an approach. Stephen grabs a handful of Frank's hair, dishing out a punishing headbutt. Stephen shoves Frank the rest of the way back into a corner, shrinking the ring. The King blasts Black with some heavy rights and lefts to the body in the corner, driving the oxygen out of Black's lungs. Stephen delivers a straight left hand to Black's face, followed up by a crushing standing corner clothesline! Continuing to take advantage of his weight, Terrella creates some distance and flattens Frank against the buckle pads with a body avalanche he calls the "Silver Crush"! Frank crumples to the canvas, clutching his ribs as he hears Portia's voice from the outside taunting him. Terrella simply looks down to spit on Frank as opposed to going for the cover. The camera again moves to a shot of the Black Widow, emotionlessly watching the action from afar. }
Iyo Kenshin: Frank Black is in some trouble now, Rayne. Terrella managed to move this fight to a more confined space, which plays to the heavy-handed King's strengths.
Rayne: The Black Widow could show a little more enthusiasm for Terrella, who I assume she's here to support- but I don't know.
Iyo Kenshin: I'm not sure he realizes she is sitting up there, to be honest. If he does, he is ignoring her as he reaches down to collect Black's body from the canvasā¦ dumping Black rather unceremoniously to the outside!
{ As Portia comes around to continue to verbally taunt Black by asking him "What's wrong", Terrella drops down and rolls out to the floor after him. Stephen hoists Black up, dropping him throat-first across the edge of the steel railing surrounding the ring. With Black down, Terrella walks over and chases the French broadcast team away from the table before beginning to clear off the top of it. He goes back to collect Frank and move him towards the table. Stephen positions Frank for a powerbomb, bringing his adversary up and driving him straight through the French announce table! }
Iyo Kenshin: SacrƩ bleu! Pardon my poor French my Canadian friends, but Stephen Terrella may have just broken Frank Black's spine!
Rayne: That was a clear, and direct message to the World Tag Team Champions, Iyo! Terrella may not be done either!
Iyo Kenshin: Our Spanish friends at the table may want to vacate their premises! I am fearful of what Terrella has in mind! I understand Tommy is an official that allows a lot of latitude for certain individuals, but at some point he needs to step in here!
{ With Black down in the rubble, Terrella walks over and chases the Spanish broadcast team away from their table before beginning to clear off the top of it, too. He goes back to collect Frank from the debris and move him towards the second table. Once more Terrella places Frank's nearly limp body in position for a powerbomb, lifting him up and powering him straight through the Spanish announce table and onto the floor with a thunderous crash! Terrella stands over the wreckage, sneering at Frank. }
Rayne: How do you say medic in Spanish, Iyo?! Frank desperately needs one!
Iyo Kenshin: MĆ©dico would be the translation you are looking for, Rayne! Enough is enough here, though! This has moved beyond wrestling to the point it has become one man trying to hurt another man out of pure rage!
{ Terrella looks up, soaking in the boos from the crowd. He throws up two middle fingers at his sides for the audience before bending down to snatch Frank up out of the wreckage. Stephen shoves Black back inside of the ring underneath the bottom rope. Stephen turns around to receive a long, over-the-top type of kiss from Portia before heading back inside himself. Terrella stands over Frank Black for a moment before locking in the 'Iron Throne' on him, further punishing Black's spine. The heel-favoring referee gives Terrella a few seconds to enjoy it before stepping in to stop the match. }
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
{ Stephen hears the bell, but continues to keep the submission applied as Portia makes her way inside the ring. }
Iyo Kenshin: Enough! What is Terrella trying to prove here?! Punishing an unconscious man doesn't make you a tough guy!
Rayne: It sure as hell does when you beat that man unconscious on your way to picking up a win.
{ Portia touches her hand to Terrella's shoulder, and with that brief touch he relinquishes the hold. Terrella's music hits. Stephen reaches down, grabbing Frank and viciously tossing him from the ring again. Portia raises her fiance's arm in victory as Alison Valance does the honors on the microphone. High above, Brandy Cvetkova doesn't hang around for the announcement. }
Alison Valance: Your winner of the match by referee stoppageā¦ Stephen Terrella!
{ Stephen turns around, demanding the microphone from Alison. }
Stephen Terrella: Cut my fucking music and get that piece of shit out of my sight.
{ Terrella paces back-and-forth as the audience boos. }
Stephen Terrella: I came out here, and I did exactly what I said I was going to doā I beat that man's ass!
{ Terrella points down at the canvas, driving his point home. }
Stephen Terrella: Now as far as I'm concerned, that puts Calaway and me first in line for another fucking World Tag Team title shot. So this is what's going to happenā¦ next week, Sacrifice, someone is going to make a damn announcement that Savage By Nature are the number one contenders. Then in two weeks, next Odyssey, it's going to be Savage By Nature versus Sanguis Immortalis for a second time!
{ Despite their hatred for Terrella, the crowd pops at the suggestion of the match. }
Stephen Terrella: This time we're doing shit on our terms though. Tell'em, babe.
{ Stephen hands the microphone over to Portia. He rubs at his face with both hands before settling in behind her. }
Portia: We don't want just a match, though. Oh noā¦ no, no,noā¦ my man wants blood. More specifically, my man wants what you losers consider royal blood! That's why we want a first blood match!
{ Portia stomps her foot. }
Portia: As a matter of fact, we demand it!
{ She angrily looks around the arena as she's serenaded with boos. }
Portia: I was kicked in the face! We deserve this!
{ The deafening boos of the crowd nearly shake the arena to its foundation. Terrella begins to jawjack with some of the fans in attendance. }
Portia: But if that little ginger freak, or anyone else has a problem with that, you can come down here and try to tell my man no.
{ The lights go down in the arena, with the crowd waiting with bated breath. Suddenly, Blue Stahliās āThe Fallā kicks in. Making their way from opposite sides of the arena, Charlie Van Ruth and Tyson Everest sift through the sea of fans. Once they each reach the guardrail, they hop over and circle the ring. Tyson sports a black sports jacket with gold accents, while Charlie has a similarly patterned dress shirt on. The Kings of Flight grab a pair of microphones and leap into the ring. The music dies down as the crowd voices their immediate approval of the return. }
Tyson Everest: What is up, Vancouver?
{ He smiles and gestures to the fans, who cheer wildly. Everest puts an arm around Van Ruth, patting him on the shoulder. }
Van Ruth: It sounds like we donāt need to remind them who we are, but maybe we need to jog the big guyās memory a bit.
Tyson Everest: Been a while since weāve showed up, but we didnāt come here ācause we felt like it.
Van Ruth: Weāre here to prove a point. Ever since Angel Blake and Wraith took those tag team championships, the IWF tag division has been stuck in a rut.
Tyson Everest: We arenāt about being complacent, we wanna elevate the tag teams to a higher place than when we found it!
Van Ruth: We both got put on the shelf and we had to watch some of the most prestigious championships in wrestling become nothing.
Tyson Everest: And when Charlie and I were ready to go, him with his shoulder and me with my leg, we knew we couldnāt let all the half-assed tag teams pass us by!
Van Ruth: Management wanted to bring life back into the tag division by making it intergender, but what they neededā¦ was us.
Tyson Everest: It doesnāt matter who steps up! Anybody, anywhere, any time! Itās all the same to us. You can bring a damn broom for us to wrestle, and we would still blow the roof off!
Van Ruth: Butā¦ you already got your shot at Legacy. You and Alexandra went to face Sanguis Immortalis and, hmmā¦ T, I think I need a reminder of what happened.
Tyson Everest: What happened, C, was that the better tag team walked out of Legacy as the champions!
Van Ruth: Oh, thatās right! You and Calaway got your asses kicked.
Tyson Everest: And you want to skip to the front of the line? Why? āCause you beat one dude?
Van Ruth: Last time I checked, you guys donāt get to make the rules. I donāt give a shit how big and bad you are, you lost your chance. That means you have to wait.
Tyson Everest: But if youāre gonna make demands, I think Charles and I have got some demands of our own.
Van Ruth: You want to be number one contenders? So do we. Unlike you, though, weāre actually going to earn it.
{ Portia reaches back, putting a hand against Terrella's chest to keep him at bay. His fiery stare never wavers off the Kings of Flight. Portia slowly brings the microphone to her lips with a disparaging smile. }
Portia: I'm sorry, but the two of you are still going to need to remind me who you are. Really, honestlyā¦ it's not that I've forgotten. I just never cared enough to learn your names in the first place.
{ She holds up a finger, wagging it slightly. }
Portia: No, noā¦ on second thought, I still don't care. I don't care about you with your poor little shoulder.
{ She makes a shewing gesture toward Charlie, then looks at Tyson. }
Portia: Or you with your broken neck.
{ Portia gestures to the crowd. }
Portia: And I couldn't possibly care less that all of these losers in Vancouver are happy to see you.
{ The crowd boos Portia. }
Portia: You want to earn a tag team title opportunity, knock yourselves out. I think you're a little confused however, because the back of the line starts in catering with Warren Suffering and Mr. Happy, not out here. This ring is for people that matter. Alexandra and Stephen are the first, last and ONLY team in line for a World Tag Team title shot. So why don't the two of you run along now.
{ Holding up one hand, Portia rudely tries to send the Kings of Flight off with a wave of her fingers. Noticing the two men are paying his fiancee's words little heed, Terrella holds out his hand to ask Portia for the microphone. }
Stephen Terrella: What she's kindly trying to tell you is to get out before I put both of you out. Again.
{ The Kings of Flight stand their ground, not wavering in the slightest. }
Van Ruth: And that's the problem! You think you're the only team worth a damn!
Tyson Everest: How long have you two been *actually* teaming together, huh? A couple weeks?
Van Ruth: You can act all tough and try to bully your way into another shot, but you can't put fear in the fearless.
Tyson Everest: You can't put us through more pain than we've already endured!
Van Ruth: And if you try, there's months and months of anger and frustration waiting to be unleashed all on *you*.
Tyson Everest: We've got no problem spiking that bald-ass head into the ground!
Van Ruth: Like we said, we're here to *earn* our number one contendership.
Tyson Everest: And if that means running through you and Alexandraā¦
Van Ruth: Or any other team that wants someā¦
Tyson Everest: Then consider it done! We don't back away from anybody!
Van Ruth: And since it sounds like you're looking for a fightā¦
{ The duo step closer to Terrella and Portia as the crowd cheers. }
Tyson Everest: We ain't going anywhere.
{ Stephen looks down at the canvas, rubbing at his chin. }
Stephen Terrella: That's funny. It is.
{ Raising his head, he looks Tyson square in his eyes. }
Stephen Terrella: 'Cuz I don't see a fight, boy. I see two guys that are every bit as dead as Eddie Black. Only difference, you don't fucking know it yet.
{ Terrella tosses the microphone and starts to take off his leather vest. The Kings of Flight ready themselves for a physical confrontation. }
Iyo Kenshin: An absolutely disgusting, distasteful comment from Stephen Terrella! Tempers are beginning to heat up here!
Rayne: Maybe Van Ruth and Everest shouldn't have stuck their noses where they don't belong, Iyo! It's a two hour show! Plenty of other time to be had without interrupting Terrella and Portia!
{ Portia quickly intervenes, putting both her hands on Terrella's chest. She repeatedly tells him "not now" off microphone while the Kings of Flight motion for him to bring the fight. Portia shakes her head no to Terrella, and even though he hurls a few choice words the Kings of Flight's way, Terrella backs down at Portia's urging. They exit the ring to boos. Blue Stahliās āThe Fallā kicks in as the Kings of Flight take positions on the turnbuckles and play to the crowd. As he walks past them on the floor, Terrella looks up with a glare. Portia continues to try to usher him away from the ring, however. }
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SEGMENT
I'm back!
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{ We come back to the Rogers Arena and to Iyo Kenshin and Rayne. }
Rayne: Legacy was an eventful show. Several championships were on the line, title shots were earned and the Menās World Title changed hands but one of the biggest talking points was the return of a man we thought was done for good!
Iyo Kenshin: We were all shocked to see Rob Diamond return at Legacy considering he seemed like he was about to give a retirement speech when we last saw him.
Rayne: A speech his brother Chris rudely interrupted with a vicious attack.
Iyo Kenshin: One Rob wasnāt about to forgive or forget.
Rayne: Next up we are going to hear from the man himself and see what the future holds for Rob Diamond in IWF!
{ Right on cue, āBad To The Boneā hits the pa to a huge pop from the Canadian crowd. The arena is strobing with pink lights as Rob comes storming out through the curtain sporting his new t-shirt āHarder than a Diamond.ā Rob goes from one side of the stage to the other ramping the fans up. }
Iyo Kenshin: Listen to that reaction!
Rayne: They are happy to see him back!
{ Rob makes his way toward the ring making sure to slap hands with fans the whole way down. He goes to walk up the ramp but then decides to make a lap around the ring slapping more hands as he goes and even stopping to take a selfie with a young fan in the crowd. }
Rayne: Heās really soaking in the love.
Iyo Kenshin: Heās happy to be back!
Rayne: But is he back or is he just here for the moment?
{ Rob gets into the ring with a microphone in hand. His music fades away. }
Rob Diamond: VANCOUVER!!!!!!!!
{ The crowd loses their minds because he went for the cheap pop. }
Rob Diamond: ROB DIAMOND IS BACK!!!!!
{ An even louder pop erupts but someone loudly clearing their throat distracts everyone in the arena, including Rob. }
Rayne: Oh godā¦
{ Rob looks up to the Imerpitron where Chris Diamond can be seen, live via satellite. }
Chris Diamond: Are you back, really?
Rob Diamond: Listen up!
Chris Diamond: NO! YOU GOD-DAMN LISTEN!
{ The begins to boo very loudly. }
Chris Diamond: Iāve heard you talk enough for ten life times you little shit!
{ A ālet him talkā chant breaks out. }
Chris Diamond: You arenāt back, not by a longshot. So donāt go lying to these hideous freaking people.
{ Rob seethes in the ring. }
Iyo Kenshin: What does he mean?
Rayne: We are going to find out, Iām sure.
{ Chris laughs. }
Chris Diamond: You havenāt been cleared and you never will be cleared. There isnāt a doctor alive desperate enough for your insurance money to clear you. Come on, tell them little brother!
{ Rob looks around. }
Rob Diamond: Youāre right. I havenāt been clearedā¦
{ The crowd is let down by that news. }
Rob Diamond: But that isnāt going to stop me from trying!
{ That gets a big reaction. }
Rob Diamond: I donāt care what I have to do, what it takes! Iāll get the same doctor who cleared Spike Kaneās ass to clear me and Iāll sign whatever legal document Verona wants! Iāll get your ass in this ring!
{ Chris starts to laugh loudly. }
Chris Diamond: Yeah, I donāt think so. Verona learned his lesson. He doesnāt want another dead body in his ring. And thatās exactly what heās going to have if you come anywhere near me.
Rob Diamond: You wanna put that to the test?
Chris Diamond: No, not really. Iāve already ended your career. Which is why I wasnāt dumb enough to come to the show tonight, besides the fact Canada sucks. I knew youād try and pull some dumb ass stunt. Hence the restraining order.
Iyo Kenshin: Restraining order!? Are you kidding me!?
{ Chris holds up the paperwork. }
Chris Diamond: You get within 100 yards of me and itās straight to jail. Enjoy retirement, tell Kyle I said hi.
{ With that the feed ends. }
Iyo Kenshin: Thatās absurd! If anyone should have a restraining order itās Rob against Chris!
Rayne: Well the law favors whoever calls first and Chris made the smart play.
{ Rob looks around. }
Rob Diamond: I donāt care what he says and I donāt care what the doctors say! I will get cleared! And if you aināt down with that then Iāve got two words for ya!
{ Rob holds up the mic as the whole crowd yells āSUCK IT!ā }
Rayne: Weāll see but the odds arenāt in his favor. Donāt go anywhere fans, weāve still got out main event to come!
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SINGLES MATCH
2000 Words
Nick Knight vs HIJOU
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Iyo Kenshin: And letās take it down to the ring for our Odyssey main event!
{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 āTicktock The End is Now,ā appears on every single LED board.}
Alison Valance: Now making his way to the ring from Los Angeles, California āThe Hollywood Butcherā 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 āThe Hollywood Butcherā unstraps the mask and hands it to the ringside attendant before climbing into the ring.}
Iyo Kenshin: Here comes the number one contender for Alexandra Calawayās Invictus Championship!
Rayne: I imagine that sheās watching this match very closely with that championship firmly on her shoulderā¦ as it should be!
{ Dozens of lights begin to flash on the entrance stage as Babymetalās āDa Da Danceā plays on the speakers. An energetic HIJOU comes into view, dancing and rocking to the music as she approaches the ring. }
Alison Valance: And his opponent from Tokuhima, Japanā¦ this is HIJOU!
Rayne: I like HIJOUās attitude, Iyo, I really do! Tonight, she gets to hang with one of the most brutal competitors IWF has ever had.
Iyo Kenshin: Truly, an opportunity that could raise the stock of this young woman for a long time!
{ After HIJOU steps inside the ring, she strikes a few poses while an unamused Nick Knight looks on. The music soon dies down as the familiar bell tolls to start the match. }
{ The two combatants strategically circle the ring, with Knight moving much slower compared to the energetic HIJOU. HIJOU takes the initiative and lunges at Knight, throwing a combination of elbows and kicks to the veteran. Knight merely shoves her away before rattling her sternum with a hard chop. HIJOU takes a moment to back off and recuperate. As Knight looks to land another, she retaliates by stomping on his foot and landing a brutal kick towards his right leg. Knight buckles slightly, which allows HIJOU to make her mark with sharp elbows. Once Nick is stunned, she runs off the ropes and looks for a dropkick, but Knight dodges! HIJOU falls to the canvas, giving Knight a window of opportunity. He picks HIJOU up by the waist and carries her with ease. Itās not long before HIJOU is planted back on the mat, courtesy of a snap saito suplex! }
Iyo Kenshin: And this match is explosive right out the gate!
Rayne: Knight better be careful to not injure himself before his championship match, but HIJOU might try to make that a reality!
{ As HIJOU clutches her neck from the suplex, Knight stomps away at her. The referee has to back Knight off before turning attention to the fallen HIJOU. Knight looks ready to get back on the attack, but the referee tries to stave him off. Before Knight can muscle his way past the official, HIJOU springs into action with a spinning backfist! HIJOU tries to make a cover!
ONEā¦
TWO- Kick-out from Knight!
Knight practically collapses into the turnbuckles as a reinvigorated HIJOU ties him up in a clinch. The Muay Thai knees batter Knight, with HIJOU laying it all in before the referee can separate them. Now seated in the corner, Knight has a bit of crimson dripping from his forehead. HIJOU takes the moment to showboat, soaking in the disapproval from the fans in Vancouver. She approaches her opponent, now towering over the bloody Knight. Her hands seize his head before she bites down on his forehead, exploiting the wound. Once she lets go, the camera focuses on her face and her blood-tinged smile. She wipes some of the blood from the corner of her mouth with her finger before dotting her left cheek. }
Iyo Kenshin: HIJOU just tasted Nick Knightās blood andā¦ and I think she likes it!
Rayne: Iāve changed my mind about who is the most brutal person in that ring!
{ HIJOU lines Knight up in the opposite corner before sprinting towards him. She aims for a hip attack, but Knight barely manages to dodge out of the way. Hip connects with turnbuckle as HIJOU hobbles out of the cornerā¦ right into a massive lariat from the Hollywood Butcher! HIJOU turns inside out from the hit, nearly landing on her head from the impact. Knight looks for the cover!
ONEā¦
TWOā¦
Kick-out from HIJOU!
Knight wipes some blood away from his eyes and snarls. He slides a thumb across his throat, signaling for this contest to come to an end. Before he can set up for Banned in Memphis, HIJOU scrambles between Nickās legs and gets up to spit in his face! Before Knight can respond, he gets rocked with a quick enzuigiri! She grabs Knightās arm and spins him around for a ripcord, but Knight collides with a headbutt! The knock to the head sends HIJOU back into the ropes where she rebounds with a rolling elbow! Knight falls to a knee, allowing HIJOU to leap in with the Violent Lullaby! Knight manages to link his hands and prevent HIJOU from fully cinching the move in. HIJOU tries to bite the fingers in order for Knight to release his grip, but she finds herself being elevated into a powerbomb position! Quick to act, she transitions into a Frankensteiner! Unbeknownst to HIJOU, though, Knight manages to roll through the Frankensteiner, lying in wait. HIJOU tries to take control by pulling Knight up, but the wily veteran gouges her eyes! With HIJOU blinded, Knight wastes no time with a sharp kick to the gut and an emphatic Banned in Memphis! He hooks the leg for a deep cover!
ONEā¦
TWOā¦
THREE!
The bell sounds as Nick Knight, face soaked in blood, slowly rises to his feet. }
Rayne: It says volumes about the levels of desperation that Nick Knight had to sink to in order to put HIJOU away.
Iyo Kenshin: They were both violent and unrelentingā¦ I donāt think HIJOU will ever be happy with the result, but I think she proved something tonight!
{ On the outside of the ring, HIJOU scowls at the celebrating Knight as his music plays. }
Well howdy there pardner.