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SHOW OPENER
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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'm Iyo Kenshin and besides me is IWF Legend, RAYNE!
Rayne: Thank you, Iyo! And Merry whichever holiday you do or don't celebrate! Tonight is HOLIDAY HAVOC! And we have one of the absolute best cards I've ever seen!
Iyo Kenshin: I couldn't agree with you more, Rayne! Holiday Havoc is lined up to be one of the best Odyssey's we've ever put on! In our opening contest we've got a barbed wire massacre between two tag team partners!?
Rayne: It's Stephen Terrella versus the Black Widow and they aim to paint the the town red tonight! After that we've got the World Television Championship on the line when the Joker in the Pack, Caleb Cannin challenges Wraith in a Lumber Elves Match!
Iyo Kenshin: The ring will be surrounded by our lovely future IWF Superstars dressed as non denominational elves! And after that the Heiress to the Throne moves into the semi finals with Vivienne Rogers against Zasshu!
Rayne: I'm very excited to see how that one shakes out! And if the holiday themed matches hadn't already gone over board we have Dean Harper taking on Brooklyn Maddrox in a Santa's Little Helper Match!
Iyo Kenshin: And if the name wasn't offensive enough, you win the match by placing a star on top of a tree!
Rayne: I can already feel X exploding.
Iyo Kenshin: Our second Heiress to the Throne matches follows that with Jennie Fenix facing Virginia Stepanov in a battle of the titans!
Rayne: Two of the best in the business today. Then in our main event of the evening, the Invictus Championship will be on the line in a Jolly Ol' Saint Nick Match!
Iyo Kenshin: Nick Danger challenges Nick Knight! The only way to win is to put your opponent in a sack and carry them up the ramp to the non denominational tree!
Rayne: I hope those boys proteined up because they are going to need the leg strength tonight!
Iyo Kenshin: And we may just hear from a few of our top stars tonight! But it's time to get to the action and our first match of the night!
Rayne: Hit the music!
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BARBED WIRE MASSACRE
SINGLES MATCH
2000 Word RP Limit
Stephen Terrella vs the Black Widow
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Alison Valance: The following contest is a Barbed Wire Massacre match! There will be no disqualifications! The only way to win is by pinfall or submission! Introducing first…
{ The lights go out. Red lights kick on overhead, bathing the stage in a crimson hue. The opening drums to "Shotgun" by the Leaked Footage plays over the speakers, bringing the Black Widow crawling out from behind the curtain. }
Alison Valance: Making her way to the ring, from Seattle, Washington… the Black Widow!... Brandy Cvetkova!
{ The Widow ceases her crawl on the cusp of the ramp, looking around the arena. She stays on her knees, arms extended, and arches her back so her upper body falls backwards. When the song picks up at the fifty-four second mark, she thrusts her torso upward with a jolt. She rises up off her knees and starts to slowly walk to the ring to a chorus of boos. The Black Widow builds a little speed in her walk as she nears the bottom of the ramp and dives underneath the bottom strand of barbed wire. Pushing herself up onto her hands and knees, she crawls across the ring, head tilted as she licks her lips. She pops up, retreating to her corner. Once there, she sits down, leaning her back against the razor wire and waiting for her opponent's arrival. }
Alison Valance: And her opponent…
{ The camera takes a long shot of the entryway. "Rebel Yell" by Dope starts to blare from the PA speakers. Smoke begins to rise from the ground atop the stage, cast in a purple hue from the flashing lighting directly overhead. 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 turns 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 begins his march toward the ring, arm-in-arm with Portia, to a chorus of boos. They reach the bottom of the stairs where they release arms. Stephen takes Portia by the hand, guiding her up the ring stairs. She crosses the apron, stopping in the center. Terrella, having already stormed up the steps, walks the apron to the middle of it to meet her. The couple share an extremely long, over the top display of public affection that borders on the obscene. }
I walked the ward for you, babe
A thousand miles for you
Now who dried my tears of pain, babe?
A million times for you, for you
I'd sell my soul for you, babe
What's money to burn for you, for you
I'd give you all, and have none, babe
Justa, justa have you here by me
{ Finally, they part lips and arms, and the entanglement their bodies have become. Stephen ducks under the top strand of wire to enter the ring, tossing his beanie in the corner before slowly removing his leather vest as the song fades. }
Iyo Kenshin: Rayne, perhaps it is apropos we kick off this edition of a Holiday Havoc themed Odyssey with barbed wire Massacre, one of the most brutal matches in the IWF.
Rayne: Between two people that are tag team partners, nonetheless.
Iyo Kenshin: The often strange and enigmatic Cvetkova wanted this match. For the Widow, this match is about having her voice heard in the group. A group that now moves forward without the services of Alexandra Calaway.
Rayne: That was part of her deal for helping Terrella against the Kings of Flight at Survival of the Fittest. And you have to give Terrella some credit for honoring his word.
Iyo Kenshin: As despicable as I find him, I do. The question now becomes: will this match bring what remains of the group together, or tear it apart?
{ The referee for this contest, Tommy Knocker, calls for the opening bell. }
Ding!
{ Terrella moves toward the middle of the ring, shouting at the Widow, "Is this what you want?!" Brandy remains seated in the corner, avoiding eye contact with Terrella. One minute of the match passes without any action, frustrating Terrella, before the Widow hocks a loogie and pops up to meet him. Terrella pie-faces her, and the Widow answers with a hard shot to his jaw. Terrella stands, holding his chin as he eyes her. The Black Widow drops to her knees, arms spread wide, openly daring Terrella to strike her. Terrella does, unloading on her with some stiff left hands to the head and face of his much smaller opponent. Stephen muscles the barely hundred pound Widow up, barrelling into the corner with her. Her flesh pounds against the razor wire. Stephen punishes her in the corner, pummeling her with punches, kicks and then stomps until she's laying in a heap on the canvas. He backs off, barking at her to get up. Brandy stirs, smiling from the pain. Terrella moves back in, using his boot to pin the back of Cvetkova's neck on the bottom strand of wire, choking her. Brandy grabs at his foot, struggling to free herself. }
Iyo Kenshin: That choke is unfortunately legal in this environment.
Rayne: It is. The referee's only job in this one is to count the falls, or listen for a submission.
{ Terrella takes his boot off Widow's throat, flipping her off as he backs away. She gasps for air as she tries to laugh. Infuriated, Terrella kicks her in the midsection as hard as he can. Stephen hoists her up to drop her across the razor wire. Her short catches on the steel as she grimaces. Portia watches intently as Terrella delivers a hard left hand to Brandy's body that brings her feet up off the canvas. He pulls her into a brutal clothesline that turns her inside out. Terrella orders the official to ask her if she's done, which Tommy does. She refuses to quit. She tries to push herself up, but Terrella is quickly back on her. The King shoves her into the barbed wire, and carefully works to tie her arms up in it. He calls for Portia to get him a chair, which she does. Terrella takes the chair in hand as the Widow hangs in the 'ropes', feeling the sting of the wire as it bites into her flesh. Terrella bangs the chair against the canvas, measuring for a shot when the lights go out. }
Iyo Kenshin: What is going on?!
Rayne: I don't know.
{ A moment passes. The lights flip on. As Terrella stands, chair in hand, he finds an older looking man standing between him and Cvetkova. The expressions on Terrella, Portia and the Widow's face all seem to suggest they know who the man is. }
Iyo Kenshin: That is Shane Davidson!
Rayne: I know who it is, moron! But you don't think that's…
{ The man simply utters "enough" to Terrella, before turning to Widow and saying the same thing. }
Iyo Kenshin: That has to be the Black Widow's father, Rayne. It has to be.
Rayne: Then that's also the same man that trained Stephen Terrella. This is an uncomfortable holiday get-together.
{ Terrella lowers the chair, resting the edge of the back against the canvas. Davidson turns to untie his daughter from the wire, holding her up. Terrella tries to explain to the man that Brandy wanted the match. The man will have none of it, repeating the word "enough." Terrella tosses the chair aside. Brandy drops to a knee. Her father goes to help her up, but she sprays black mist in his face! She quickly rolls out of the ring, bumping shoulders as she passes by Portia to leave. Terrella yells at Brandy, "What in the fuck are you doing?!" }
Rayne: She misted her own father! How is that for a Christmas present?!
Iyo Kenshin: I'm at a complete loss as to what's going on here. Cvetkova is walking out. Whatever the history is here, clearly all has not been forgiven or forgotten.
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WORLD TV TITLE
LUMBER-ELVES MATCH
Enhancement Talent as well as members of the IWF Performance Centre will surround the ring, dressed as festive elves, and work to keep the action in the ring
1500 Word RP Limit
Wraith vs Caleb Cannin
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Iyo Kenshin: Holiday Havoc rolls on here in Anaheim, California. IWF would like to take the moment to wish happy holidays to all our viewers around the world! With that said, let’s take it down to Alison Valance for our next match!
Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, this next contest is a Lumber-elves match for the World Television Championship!
“The Future is… NOW.”
{The opening riff of “Epic” greets the audience as Caleb Cannin walks onto the entrance stage. He smiles devilishly as he makes a confident stride down the ramp, with Kilgore standing at the top. He reaches the steel steps, glaring at any fans in the front. Making a careful ascent up the steps, he wipes his feet on the apron before setting foot in the ring. He ditches the jacket and towel, tossing them out to the crowd before sitting down cross-legged in the corner. Kilgore, meanwhile, returns backstage.}
Iyo Kenshin: There was a lot of talk from Caleb Cannin after Sacrifice last week. He said that he’s got plans, Rayne, but 2023 arguably has been a bit of a dud for the young star!
Rayne: Only because you don’t see it the way that everyone else does, Iyo! Caleb Cannin won Joker in the Pack earlier this year, he’s been biding his time and now, he’s looking to reclaim the Television title that he was ROBBED of at Night of the Immortals!
Iyo Kenshin: What’s interesting to me and a lot of others is that Caleb Cannin actually apologized to our IWF fans last week! That doesn’t sound like the Cannin we know. He seems to have made some sort of an attitude shift between Survival of the Fittest and now.
Rayne: I don’t exactly agree with pandering to these idiot fans, but I can’t imagine Caleb did it just because he felt like it!
Iyo Kenshin: At least you and I agree on something…
{Cannin sits in the corner and motions for Wraith to bring it on. The lights flicker for a moment before shutting off completely. An audible gasp escapes from the audience as the lights come back on, showing Wraith in the center of the ring. He holds his Television title on his shoulder, tilting his head back and forth. Meanwhile, a rebellious Caleb gives him the double bird as soon as the lights are on. Wraith chuckles to himself as Valance takes center-stage for introductions.}
Alison Valance: Introducing the challenger, from Washington, D.C., weighing in at 219 pounds… he is THE FUTURE… Caleb Cannin!
{A mixed reaction from the crowd begins as Caleb hops up to his feet. He leans back against the turnbuckles in a lackadaisical pose.}
Iyo Kenshin: I’ve never heard a reaction like THAT for Caleb Cannin. Usually, they just boo him out of the building!
Rayne: I think the people have finally stopped sleeping on this guy!
Alison Valance: And his opponent, from Anchorage, Alaska, weighing in at 210 pounds… he is the IWF World Television Champion… this is WRAITH!
{Wraith also receives a bipartisan welcome from the crowd, though it is slightly more positive than Cannin’s. He steps towards the center of the ring, holding up the Television Championship. Cannin meets him in the middle, going face-to-face with the entity. The two exchange some words that go uncaptured by the cameras while dozens of elves begin to surround the ring.}
Rayne: I was about to say that this is going to be an intense one… then I saw those ridiculous elves!
Iyo Kenshin: It looks like Cannin and Wraith could care less… here we go, and the two men are firing off on each other!
{As soon as the bell rings, there is no feeling out process for the combatants. They both exchange punches as the crowd eats it up. The more experienced striker in Wraith gains the upper hand, backing Cannin up towards the ropes. Once Cannin’s back is against the wall, the Wolf begins to tear up his abdomen with hard kicks. He finishes off the set by attempting a roundhouse kick to the head, but Caleb ducks under the leg. Wraith’s other leg gets tripped up by Cannin, who proceeds to take the back and get a headlock going. After a slight struggle, Wraith slips out of Caleb’s grasp and captures the arm for a Fujiwara armbar. Cannin attempts to grab for the ropes, but they are just outside his reach. Instead, he opts to roll himself back, catching Wraith with a roll-up.
ONE…
Wraith kicks out with ease, though he lets go of the armbar in the process.}
Iyo Kenshin: I was not expecting Caleb Cannin to try and strike with Wraith at the beginning, but now he’s falling back on his ground work.
Rayne: He might be trying to get into the head of Wraith here. A very hard thing to do, but if anyone could, it’s The Future!
{Wraith tries to make Caleb backpedal again with some feint kicks, but Cannin uses his timing to catch one of the kicks. He hits a Dragon Screw onto Wraith, who backs off and smiles eerily. Cannin motions for the champion to bring it. Wraith obliges by sliding around his opponent and cinching in a waistlock. Caleb has no time to fight it as Wraith hoists him up and slams him down to the mat with a side suplex! Cannin clutches at his neck as he sits up, prompting Wraith to immediately go on the attack with a neck crank. Caleb fights back up to a standing base, giving the champion a sharp elbow in the ribs to make him let go. Wraith steps back against the ropes as Cannin charges at him. The attack does not go as planned, with Wraith managing to go low and give Cannin a back body drop over the ropes and to the outside! As the challenger tumbles to the outside, none of the elves make a move to catch him. He crashes on the ringside mat and writhes around in agony. After a brief moment of anguish, Cannin is swiftly heaved back into the ring by the lumber-elves. Wraith immediately seizes the chance by wiping out Caleb with a brutal running knee! The champion attempts a cover!
ONE…
TWO…
Cannin kicks out right after two!
The White Wolf quickly harps on the neck of his opponent again. He takes over Caleb’s back and begins to lay in forearms to the back of the neck. Cannin attempts to cover up, while the referee continuously checks if he can still continue with the bout.}
Rayne: The champion has been absolutely relentless on Caleb Cannin so far!
Iyo Kenshin: We know Wraith is not one for letting his foot off the gas pedal and considering what Cannin said about him last week, I doubt it’s going to get any prettier!
{Caleb continues defending himself from Wraith’s onslaught. He eventually slips between Wraith’s legs and immediately hops up to his feet before hitting a dropkick to the back of a kneeling Wraith! The champion crumples to the mat but is quickly lifted back up by Cannin. He lifts Wraith into a powerbomb position, but elbows to the top of the head slow down the proceedings. From the elevated position, Wraith attempts a Gogoplata! Before he can fully lock it in, Caleb swiftly powerbombs Wraith right on his knee! Wraith’s right shoulder connects hard with Cannin’s knee, causing both men to tend to their respective points. Cannin is the first up to his feet and pounces on Wraith’s battered shoulder. He grabs the arm and torques it into an uncomfortable angle, with the wrist down on the mat. Then, he hits a double stomp right onto the arm, making a sickening sound as it connects. Wraith quickly pulls himself into the corner. He reacts not in pain, but in slight amusement that turns quickly into intense fury. The referee attempts to check on Wraith, but Wraith simply pushes past the ref. The momentary distraction is enough for Cannin to explode out of the opposite corner and hit a dropkick, sending Wraith back into the turnbuckles! Caleb attempts to follow up, but gets a boot to the face. The champion takes ahold of Cannin’s neck and launches off the turnbuckles, attempting a tornado DDT. Before Wraith can complete the move, Caleb manages to counter and give an extra spin to turn the DDT into a rotating brainbuster! With Wraith stunned, Cannin makes an unprecedented move and heads up to the top turnbuckle. He mounts the turnbuckle and rises up to a stance, looking out towards the crowd. The Anaheim audience gives Cannin a mixed reaction before he leaps off the top, crashing down onto Wraith with an elbow drop! But the move proves to be a trap, as Wraith quickly captures Caleb into an Anaconda Vise! Wraith laughs maniacally as Cannin tries to find a way out of the submission hold. The referee asks Caleb if he wants to submit, to which he responds with a resounding “NO!”.}
Iyo Kenshin: What an incredible counter from Wraith! This submission could be the end of Caleb Cannin’s TV title hopes!
Rayne: Come on, Caleb! It looks like he’s fading!
Iyo Kenshin: Wraith is not going to let go until Cannin passes out or taps- wait a minute, the roll-up!
{In a desperate attempt, Caleb uses his free arm to tug at Wraith’s hair and tilt his head back. Once Wraith’s head falls back, he shifts his body in order to make a roll-up on the champion!
ONE…
TWO…
Wraith manages to kick out, but gets on top of Cannin and transitions into a Crucifix submission! With both of Caleb’s arms captured, the challenger kicks his legs for any hope of hitting the bottom rope. The submission is locked in tight, but Cannin refuses to surrender! However, Caleb eventually manages to twist and contort his lower body to get himself onto a knee. A strenuous yell comes out of the challenger as he begins to lift up Wraith, still holding the submission, on his shoulders. With one last burst of energy, Cannin gets back onto his feet and adjusts himself before… hitting Wraith’s own Lights Out! Knee connects with jaw as Wraith seems to be KO’d, but he tumbles out of the ring before Caleb can cover! All the challenger can do is collapse to the canvas, watching as a perfect opportunity slips through the ropes. As Wraith hits the floor, the lumber-elves begin to pick him up. Inside the ring, Caleb pounds the mat and gets back to his feet. He sprints to the opposite side of the ring, hitting the ropes before sliding through the middle and bottom ropes. He nails Wraith with a dropkick to the outside, even taking out a few elves in the process! The Future takes it upon himself to toss his opponent back into the ring. Before he can enter himself, some of the fallen lumber-elves confront him and shove him around. He dismisses them and tries to get back on the apron, but they pull him back to the floor! Enraged, Cannin slaps one of the elves in the face, prompting a brawl between Caleb and the elves! The crowd eats up the melee as Cannin tries to fight against all of the talent. He soon gets overwhelmed though, with the elves beating him down to the floor.}
Rayne: Someone get these damn elves back to the unemployment line! This is ridiculous!
Iyo Kenshin: I don’t think Cannin intended to make more enemies tonight, but these elves are not taking any abuse!
Rayne: Maybe you spoke too soon, because here comes the big man, KILGORE!
{Sure enough, Leon Kilgore marches down the entrance ramp, suit and all. He quickly takes off his suit jacket and eyes down a few of the lumber-elves. The elves begin to rush Kilgore, but he boots one of them down! Kilgore makes quick work of the elves, tearing through them in order to get to Caleb. Once he does, he barges through the gang of lumber-elves beating him down. The festive talent all collapse to the floor whilst Kilgore helps Cannin back up. While Leon tries to help his boss, Wraith climbs up to the top turnbuckle. He crashes down on the unaware Cannin and Kilgore with The Fallen One! All three men lie on the floor, though Wraith is the first to pop back up. He pulls Cannin by the hair and throws him into the ring. Wraith stares daggers at Kilgore, who stirs on the outside. The champion attempts to get back inside by stepping through the ropes, but Caleb bursts out and delivers a swift superkick right to his head! He positions Wraith on the middle rope and hits the Thing of the Past! Cannin goes for the cover!
ONE…
TWO…
Wraith kicks out!}
Iyo Kenshin: Bodies are everywhere, both competitors are down, this match is living up to the Holiday Havoc namesake!
Rayne: Wraith and Cannin are getting back up, head-to-head! Who is going to walk out with the Christmas present of being IWF World Television Champion?
{The champion lays down an onslaught of strikes, though fatigue seems to be setting in on both men. Knees, kicks and elbows proceed to beat down Caleb, with Wraith putting everything he has left into each strike. Cannin gets rebounded off the ropes, but manages to slip under another one of Wraith’s elbow strikes. He pulls back on Wraith’s head and lands Hindsight! With Wraith grounded, Cannin smells blood in the water and pounces on the champion to lock in Clairvoyance! Wraith grits his teeth and fights through the pain, looking for any sign of escape. Cannin wrenches on the previously hurt shoulder of Wraith as the hold is cinched tighter and tighter. The ropes seem to be so far away as Cannin punishes his opponent further by sitting back on the hold. With nowhere else to go, Wraith claws at Caleb’s eyes in an attempt to make him let go. Cannin does release the hold, tending to his eyes while the ref admonishes Wraith for the illegal maneuver. Caleb stumbles around the ring, blind, but he walks right into a one-armed Howling from Wraith! The champion slides on top of Cannin for the cover!
ONE…
TWO…
The referee is about to count three, but gets distracted when Kilgore hops up on the apron!}
Rayne: What a man! Kilgore just saved the match for Caleb Cannin! He hates elves, he helps out The Future, what’s not to love?
Iyo Kenshin: I think Wraith is about to show us!
{Wraith charges at Kilgore, hitting an elbow to knock the big man off the apron. Cannin comes from behind, though, and surprises him with a roll-up!
ONE…
TWO…
Wraith kicks out and immediately transitions right into the Gogoplata! Cannin struggles to fight the hold as the champion cranks on his hurt neck. Wraith refuses to let go as the referee continues to check on Caleb. The challenger’s body seems to slow down, but not before he gives Wraith one more middle finger. A defiant Caleb Cannin keeps the bird up for a few moments longer before fading out.}
Rayne: The submission from Wraith may be the end of Caleb Cannin here! Is Cannin going to tap?
Iyo Kenshin: I… I don’t think he’s tapping! But the referee might have to call it…
{The referee drops the arm of Caleb once, twice and… a third time! The bell rings as Wraith continues punishing Cannin with the Gogoplata. Kilgore slides into the ring, prompting Wraith to let go. The big man tends to his boss while Wraith holds up the Television Championship.}
Alison Valance: Here is your winner and STILL the IWF World Television Champion… WRAITH!
{Caleb slowly regains consciousness as Wraith tilts his head. Cannin tries lunging at the champion, but the lights go out before he can do anything. When they come back on, Wraith has disappeared. The Future lies in the middle of the ring, enraged beyond belief.}
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HEIRESS TO THE THRONE
SEMI-FINALS SINGLES MATCH
3000 Word RP Limit
Vivianne Rogers vs. Zasshu II
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{ The arena begins to strobe purple as the intro to Victorious by Nita Strauss starts to play. As the lyrics kick into gear, Zasshu comes walking out through the curtain to a burst of pyro with her hands up. She poses on the stage in a fighter’s stance before continuing to the ring. She rolls in under the bottom rope and runs across the ring to jump onto the second turnbuckle. She holds her hands up as the chorus wraps up before dropping off and waiting for the match to begin. }
{The lights in the ring drop, leaving gold and green spotlights on the stage and ramp as the sounds of rain and thunder hits. The lights in the arena pulse with similar colors as the opening of "Win Win" by Set It Off feat. Scene Queen begins as the crowd gets on their feet and the lights dim down. When the vocals begin strobe lights begin to flash off and on making for an awesome effect. Pyro explodes from the stage as sparks begins to rain down from the top of the tron screen as out steps Vivienne Rodgers on a single knee encouraging the crowd to get even louder to make the arena shake. Vivienne looks out at the crowd before popping up to her feet letting out a loud primal war scream. Vivienne begins her trek to the ring while doing her best to hype the crowd. Vivienne takes a walk around ringside before sliding into the ring. Once in she heads to the closest turnbuckle and goes to the top rope before throwing her arms out into the air as the lights come back to normal. She hops down and backs into said corner ready for her match to get underway.}
Alison Valance: The following contest is a semi finals match in the Heiress to the Throne! Introducing first, weighing in at 130 pounds… ZASSHU!!!! And on the otherside of the ring, weighing in at 132 pounds… VIVIENNE ROGERS!!!!
{ Jessica Andrews checks in with the opponents. }
Iyo Kenshin: I think it goes without saying that Vivienne Rogers is one of the most prolific professional wrestlers in the modern era. Her following coupled with her skill in the ring makes her a constant possibility as a World title contender.
Rayne: That is 100% true but I have to say that Zasshu has been showing out in recent weeks, beating opponents I wouldn’t have necessarily thought she could beat so early into her run here.
Iyo Kenshin: Very true which makes this match up incredibly exciting. Vivienne Rogers has the big match experience but like you say, Zasshu has been performing above and beyond what one would expect from her at this stage.
Rayne: It’s any woman’s game and that’s what makes the Heiress to the Throne so exciting! That’s enough talk! Hit the bell!
{ Andrews calls for the bell and both women match up immediately in a lock up. Zasshu and Vivienne jockey for position but neither woman is getting the upper hand right away. It’s Vivienne that makes the first move to a rear wrist lock but Zasshu is able to reverse that into her own wrist lock. Vivienne breaks free from the lock up and they go right back into a tie up. Vivienne takes control right away and wrestles Zasshu to the mat. Vivienne is trying to keep Zasshu grounded with a rear chin lock but Zasshu is able to fight back to her feet and bring Vivienne down with a side headlock takedown. Vivienne fights back from Zasshu’s attempt at a choke hold. Both women are now back on their feet and Vivienne breaks the wrestling momentum with a hard forearm strike! Vivienne keeps control with a European upper cut! Vivienne takes Zasshu back to the mat with a big swinging backbreaker! Vivienne tries to wrap things up but Zasshu fights back from the mat and switches up her offense as well with a headscissors takedown followed right up with a basement dropkick to the kneeling Vivienne! }
Iyo Kenshin: The first five minutes of this match have flown by with technical proficiency followed right up with some hard hitting action!
Rayne: It’s been an incredible showcase between these two incredible talents!
{ Vivienne fights back hard with a series of European upper cuts and follows that folly up with a nasty powerbomb. Zasshu seems hurt at this stage of the match as Vivienne made a cover but only for a two count. Vivienne kept the pressure on with some big power moves, a belly to back suplex followed by a chokeslam followed up with a bridging German suplex! Vivienne only got a two count off of that and the momentary stop in the offense gave Zasshu the opening to mount a comeback with a Heavy Killer #1! Vivienne easily powered out of the pin but Zasshu saw her moment and kept the offense coming with an over the shoulder, belly to back piledriver! Zasshu followed that up with a springboard into a knee drop and a pin attempt but Vivienne kicked out at two! Vivienne roared back after the kickout with a fireman’s carry into the stretch plum! Vivienne once again tried to bring this match a close with her own technical proficiency but Zasshu fought back from the brink with a snapmare followed up with a dropkick! With both women finding themselves evenly matches past the ten minute mark of the match things evolved into a bit of a strike fest as both of them dug in hard. Vivienne got the upper hand after several exchanges and planted Zasshu with three successive Slumber Party power bombs! Vivienne made the cover but somehow Zasshu was able to kick out at two! }
Rayne: We’re getting deep into this contest and you’re starting to see some desperation by both opponents!
Iyo Kenshin: This is where I feel Vivienne’s experience will shine through the most. She’s been here before, she’s done this before. Zasshu may not have the wherewithal to persevere!
{ Vivienne stacked on the offense at this point, first with a running bulldog, then a flying leg drop, then then a seated senton and finally a Boston Crab. Vivienne gave it her all and tried to make Zasshu tap but somehow the younger opponent found the ropes to break the hold. Vivienne came in once again looking to try and wrap this match up with the Rainbow but Zasshu reverses things with an arm drag! Vivienne came right back into it but Zasshu was able to reverse her attack into a brainbuster! Zasshu then capitalized with the Ode to the Ace followed right up with the World’s Best Moonsult! Zasshu made a cover but Vivienne powered out of it and fought right back once she reached her feet! Vivienne looked like she shifted into another gear, shifting between striking offense and power moves. For every forearm shiver Vivienne hit, she’d followed it up with a huge German suplex or a devastating belly to belly. Vivienne was trying to wear Zasshu down and it appeared to be working. Finally Vivienne nailed the Rainbow and went for the cover but Zasshu somehow got her shoulder up just before the three. Vivienne smelled the blood in the water at this point but Zasshu was able to fight back with a Spiked Rana that she followed up with the Legendary Rana! Zasshu made a cover but Vivienne got her shoulder up at two. As we neared the twenty minute mark of the match you could see the exhaustion on both women’s faces as they went back to a striking contest. }
Iyo Kenshin: I can’t believe the battle we are seeing!
Rayne: This is awesome!
ZASSHU WINS
{ Zasshu connects with a spinning heel kick that breaks up the action then hits the Zasshu Driver for the three count and the victory at 19:56!! }
Alison Valance: Your winner and moving on to the Heiress to the Throne finals… ZASSHU!!!
{ Zasshu celebrates her victory as her music plays. }
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SEGMENT
“Twas the Diamond before Xmas.”
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{ We open on a shot of Rob Diamond seated in a very large arm chair in a festive sweater in front of a fire with an open book in his hands. }
”Ahem…
Twas the Diamond before Christmas and all through the back
Not a creature was stirring, no one was on the attack
The ropes were hung on the ring posts with care
In hopes that the IWF would soon be there
The fans were nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of barbed wire death matches danced in their heads
And Berto in his Porsche and me in my Kia
Had just left a live performance of Mama Mia
When out on the ramp arose such a clatter
I rushed to gorilla to see what’s the matter
I refreshed the screen like my name was the flash
And saw with my eyes a big horses ass
The arena lights shined down on this obtuse fellow
Too big for his britches and always ready to bellow
With adorable face paint and all dressed in black
Stood a miniature man or as I call him a quack
Ranting and raving like a real nutcase
I knew in a moment this must be the Wraith
A sighting more rare than any Pokemon
How does this guy even call himself a Champ-i-on
The most interesting thing about him is who he’s related to
Now Angel, now Dean, now Warren and Tara!
On Spencer On Doc, on Jennie and Atara!
His list of name drops was bigger than China
Does anyone care that he came from Tara’s vagina?
He’s frantic like a child on a constant sugar high
Spouting off nonsense, gibberish and lies
He’ll tell you he’s the best without any proof
Rarely defending his title like that’s so cool
If you give him a mic he never shuts up
Just running his mouth like a privileged little punk
I’ve got to say that it’s all a little tired
He reminds me of that one guy the IWF fired
All hot air with no follow through
Just talking out his ass like that one guy named Drew
That’s a deep cut that no one remembers
He was banned for being a creep and showing his member
He reminds me of Sabin, of that I’m sure
Always crying and whining, he’s a little bit insecure
He’s modeled his whole life off of Daddy Angel
It’s anyone's guess why he’s incredibly unstable
So Wraith if you’re looking for a challenger
I’m standing right here, you need look no further
I’ll knock you off your mama’s big tit
And if you’re not down with that then you can suck it!”
{ Rob closes the book as he leans forward, locking eyes with that little twerp wherever he is, letting him know that the GOAT is coming for his gold. }
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SANTA'S LITTLE HELPER MATCH
SINGLES MATCH
A ladder-match where they have to compete to put the star or the angel on top of the Non-Denominational Holiday tree inside the ring
2000 Word RP Limit
Dean Harper vs. Brooklyn Maddox
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Rayne: Welcome, wrestling fans, to a yuletide clash that goes beyond the glitz and glamour. Tonight, the spotlight falls on Dean Harper and Brooklyn Maddox, two competitors whose history intertwines like the strands of a Christmas wreath. This Santa's Little Helper Match isn't just about a ladder and decorations; it's a culmination of a storied rivalry bathed in the glow of holiday nostalgia.
Iyo Kenshin: Rayne, that was borderline poetic!
Rayne: Yeah, and maybe Brooklyn will wear one of those sexy little elf costumes and-
Iyo Kenshin: I’m going to cut you off there and remind you that Rowan is in the building.
Rayne: Did I say sexy? I meant ‘tastefully conservative’.
Iyo Kenshin: Sure you did, nice backtrack though.
{The crowd grow silent as the lights go out as the beginning of Freak Flag gets louder the stage area starts to fill with smoke. Suddenly, and abruptly as the drums and guitars kick in a pyro explodes around the stage.}
“We're taught to be like them
Taught to know our place
We kept the pace but we're done pretending
We'll fall blindly through the fairy tale endings"
Alison Valance: Making his way to the ring, from Sioux Falls, South Dakota and weighing in at one-hundred and eighty-five pounds. He is the IWF Men’s World Champion … Dean … WARREN!
{Pyro explodes on either side of the rampway as Dean Harper appears through the red-tinted smoke. He stands with his arms outstretched, fists balled up soaking in the reaction from the crowd before walking down to the ring slowly. He jumps up onto the apron before springing on the bottom rope into the ring. Once in the center of the ring, he spreads his arms wide as he soaks in the red flashing lights before lifting his head sharply, kicking back the hood to show his face, nodding in rhythm to the music as he slowly breaks into a wicked grin. After a few moments, he turns and settles into his corner, tossing his hood and jacket to ringside.}
Iyo Kenshin: The champion enters tonight on the heels of his victory over his number one contender-
Rayne: And baby daddy-
Iyo Kenshin: -Warren Harper
Rayne: I love it, Terri. You want to talk about a love/hate relationship that’s right at home with Days of Our Lives it’ll be Home with the Harpers.
Iyo Kenshin: Well, Dean will have to put all that drama on the back burner because he’ll need to focus on the task in front of him tonight!
Alison Valance: And his opponent …
{The lights in the arena fade to black as purple and white strobe lights begin to flitter about the crowd and a low misty fog envelopes the entranceway. The frantic strobe effect over the top of a drum beat stops as suddenly as they begin. "I’M NOT AN OUTCAST” blasts forth from the speakers of the arena and all spotlights turn to the top of the ramp to illuminate the figure standing there, eyes closed and head lowered.}
You think I'm evil
Say I'm obscene
Call me a misfit
I'm just unique
{As the song continues, Brooklyn's head snaps upwards, smirking around at the audience as her shockingly blue eyes glint in the smoke and strobe lights. She takes a step forward, unconsciously cracking her neck from side to side, her eyes fixated on the ring in front of her.}
Alison Valance: Making her way to the ring, weighing in at 112 pounds; she is the IWF Women’s World Champion … Ms Can't Miss, BROOKLYYYYYYYN MAAAAAAADROOOOOOX!
You say I'm trouble
Call me a freak
It's not intentional
It's just me
{Brooklyn looks up, her smirk turning into a snarling smile, tongue tracing along her upper teeth, before she begins her walk to the ring. She seems to glide up the ring steps before wiping her boots on the apron and stepping into the ring.}
I'm just misunderstood
I'm just miss misunderstood
I'm just miss misunderstood
I'm just miss misunderstood
{She makes her way to the center of the ring, raising an arm high into the air before lowering it, finger pointed at Dean as she refuses to break eye contact.}
Rayne: Wow, you want to talk about laser focus, Terri … I don’t think Brooklyn has taken her eyes off Dean since she walked through that curtain!
Iyo Kenshin: It’s safe to say that the Women’s World Champion only has one thing on her mind, and it certainly isn’t rocking around that Christmas tree!
Rayne: Mr. Verona was specific, Morasco … it’s clearly a non-denominational holiday spruce.
Iyo Kenshin: Right, how on Earth could I have forgotten that?
[The referee issues the standard instructions, looking at the competitors as he issues the command for a clean fight. Each is handed an ornament, the star for Dean, and an angel for Brooklyn before signaling to the timekeeper's table.
**DING DING DING!**
The arena comes alive with holiday fervor as Dean Harper and Brooklyn Maddox, both reigning world champions, step into the center of the ring for the start of their Santa's Little Helper Match. The festive lights shimmer around the arena, underscoring the palpable tension between these former allies turned adversaries.
Harper, ever the ring tactician, makes the first move, dashing forward, ornament in hand, towards the nearest ladder with the agility of a seasoned champion. He ascends the rungs with grace, reaching for the top of the tree like a man on a mission. The crowd roars in approval as Harper inches closer to victory.]
Iyo Kenshin: Dean catches Brooklyn sleeping here!
Rayne: He’s trying to get this match over with before it’s really even begun!
[But here comes Brooklyn, a force fueled by years of bitterness. She sprints forward, scaling the opposite side of the same ladder and intercepting Harper at the top. A seismic struggle ensues. Maddox lands a fierce right hook, but Harper counters with a jaw-dropping Pele kick that knocks both competitors off the ladder and sends shockwaves through the arena.
Dean is the first to roll back to his feet. He seizes the moment, positioning the ladder for another ascent. The crowd quickly back to their feet, the anticipation electric. Maddox, undeterred, shakes her head and climbs back to her feet, meeting Dean near the bottom of the ladder and rebounds with a lightning-quick series of strikes, creating a whirlwind of action. Harper, seemingly cornered, pulls off a breathtaking reversal, driving a quick forearm into Brooklyn’s face before flipping Maddox onto the ladder with a spine-jarring suplex.]
Rayne: I don’t care how tough you think you are, nobody pops back up after being suplexed into a steel ladder!
[The arena echoes with cheers as Harper regains control. He ascends the ladder once more, the crowd urging him on. But Maddox rises to her feet, displaying a resilience born of rivalry. Dean, several rungs up at this point can do nothing as Brooklyn, with a burst of energy, maneuvers herself beneath the Men’s World champion and delivers a jaw-dropping powerbomb from the ladder to the canvas that leaves the audience breathless.
As the Non-Denominational Holiday tree looms above, both Dean and Brooklyn lay sprawl on the canvas, exhausted and battered. The crowd's cheers create a symphony of emotions. Sensing victory within reach, Maddox rallies. With unparalleled determination, she begins to climb her way back up the ladder. Dean, star topper in hand, struggles back to his feet and joins Brooklyn. As Dean begins to close the gap that separates them on the ladder, the crowd's excitement reaches a crescendo.
At the summit, Maddox and Harper engage in a fierce tug-of-war for the top of the tree. Dean, one hand on the tree and the other on his star, Brooklyn holding on to both her angel as well as Dean’s outstretched arm. The crowd is on the edge of their seats, their collective breath held. In a dazzling display of strength, Brooklyn wrenches the star from Dean's grasp and throws it as far as she’s able without losing her footing. Dean watches the star falling away and turns his attention back to Brooklyn.]
Iyo Kenshin: Well, Dean’s options are to their risk collecting his ornament or try and keep Brooklyn from placing hers on top of the tree.
Rayne: It’s a pretty easy decision - if he blinks she’ll have that angel up there! Come on, Dean, just knock her off!
{Dean, whether hearing Rayne or not, has the right idea and grabs hold of Brooklyn by the head and leaps over the top of the ladder with a huge neckbreaker that sends both him and Brooklyn down to the canvas where they lay unmoving, and leaving the arena in stunned silence.
But this is far from the end as Dean and Brooklyn continue to trade blows with one another. Back and forth the estranged siblings go, Brooklyn giving as well as she’s receiving and Dean holding nothing back either. The ladder teeters as the pair continues to drive fists, forearms, and elbows into the other’s head and upper body. Dean slams Brooklyn’s face into the top of the ladder, her grip on the angel loosening, and as she makes to grab hold tighter loses her grip on the ladder and slides down. She manages to keep her grip, but the momentary lapse is all Harper needs as he grabs a fist full her her hair and hauls her back up to the top of the ladder. Dean plants his star ornament into the tree for safekeeping before scooping her up in fallaway slam position.}
Iyo Kenshin: No! He couldn’t possibly be thinking about doing this!
Rayne: Don’t blink, Kenshin! This is going to be insane!
{Dean, after whispering something to Brooklyn, leaps backward off the ladder and executes a breathtaking Reality Break that leaves Brooklyn unmoving on the mat. Shaken himself, it takes Dean a moment before he’s able to get back to his feet and begin his climb back up the ladder. As he nears the top, Brooklyn manages to roll onto her side and reaches out for the ladder for support.
Dean is retrieving the stashed ornament from the tree as Brooklyn takes her first tentative step back up the ladder, but it won’t be in time as Dean plants the star atop the non-denominational holiday tree.}
Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner … DEEEEEAN HAAAAAAARPER!
{Unexpectedly, Dean descends from the ladder and approaches the downed Maddrox. Instead of reveling in triumph, he extends a hand. Brooklyn, thinking over what to do for a moment reaches out and takes Dean’s hand as he helps her to her feet. The crowd, initially silent, erupts in cheers as the rivals share a moment of mutual respect.
The Non-Denominational Holiday tree stands adorned with the star, a symbol of Dean’s victory. The crowd, having witnessed a rollercoaster of back-and-forth action, rises in a standing ovation. In the ring, amidst the holiday chaos, Brooklyn Maddox and Dean Harper share a tense but meaningful embrace, leaving the audience with a heartwarming reminder of the unpredictable magic that unfolds in the world of professional wrestling.}
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HEIRESS TO THE THRONE
SEMI-FINALS SINGLES MATCH
3000 Word RP Limit
Jennie Fenix vs. Virginia Stepanov
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Alison Valance: The following match is for the semi finals of the Heiress to the throne series of 2023!
Iyo Kenshin: Between the two of these women its hard to pick a favorite.
Rayne: No it’s not. It’s pretty easy.
{Jennie Fenix enters the arena from the crowd while "Centuries" by Fall Out Boy plays over head.}
Alison Valance: First to the ring if Jennie Fenix!
Iyo Kenshin: Jennie wants to climb the ladder back to the title scene to fight Brooklyn once again. Brooklyn beat her twice and it only makes sense she’d want that rematch.
Rayne: Or she could acknowledge its time for someone else to get to grace the title scene.
{The lights in the arena dim and smoke fills the entrance stage. as the fainit sounds of the opening of 'You Should See me in a Crown begins. The lights flicker slightly in slow time to the music the fills the arena. As the beat truly hits, loud blasts of air erupt from the front of the stage, clearing the smoke from the stage to reveal Virginia crouched at the top of the ramp.
When the chorus his, she jerkily rises to her feet as the crowd jeers in disapproval at the Fallen Empress. As her music thumps through the arena she makes her way down the ramp, motions jerky and erratic as the chorus pounds away. Yet there is still a sense of a strut to the awkward movements of her body.
She reaches the ring as the second verse kicks in, looking around the arena as she soaks in the boos of the arena. After a long moment she crawls under the ropes, pulling her body forward with her arms as her legs lay limp behind her. When she gets to the middle of the ring she pushes herself up with her arms before rolling forward through the ring to stand in her corner, leaning against the turnbuckle as her music and the boos of the crowd continue to fill the air.}
Alison Valance: Second down to the ring, Virginia Stepanov!
Iyo Kenshin: Virginia has had a new fire since joining the murder but I’m not sure it’s a good thing.
Rayne: It’s at least something new.
{The bell rings, Virginia opens with a Jumping front kick. She follows it up with a Rising Knee strike followed by a Snapdragon. Jennie takes the hits but doesn’t stay down. Virginia hits her with a KMA, Jennie drops. Virginia goes for the oin
1
2
Kick out!}
Iyo Kenshin: A close call for Jennie there!
Rayne: But not close enough for Virginia’s liking.
{Jennie bounces back with a Spinning Wheel Kick and a jumping DDT. Jennie locks in the Bulldog Choke and while Virginia fights against the hold Jennie holds it tight, Virginia manages to hook a foot on the bottom rope. Virginia hits Jennie with a drop kick. Jennie takes the hit and rolls.}
Iyo Kenshin: Things looked bad there for a moment for Virginia.
Rayne: Sure, but I doubt its enough to hold her down.
{Jennie hits Virginia with a JINXED! And goes for the pin
1
2
3!}
Alison Valance: And moving on to the next round of the Heiress to the Throne… Jennie Fenix!!
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INVICTUS TITLE OPEN CHALLENGE
JOLLY OL' ST. NICK MATCH
To win, you must manage to stuff your opponent into a sack and then carry them over your shoulder up the ramp to the IWF Non-Denominational Holiday Tree
3000 Word RP Limit
Nick Knight(c) vs. Nick Danger
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Alison Valance: The following contest is a JOLLY OL' ST. NICK MATCH for the IWF Invictus Championship. To win, you must manage to stuff your opponent into a sack and then carry them over your shoulder up the ramp to the IWF Non-Denominational Holiday Tree.
Introducing first the challenger hailing from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania “The Rising Ace” Nick Danger!!!
{ "Bulls On Parade" by Rage Against The Machine 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 stel 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.}
Iyo Kenshin: It’s main event time, and we’ve got the makings of a masterpiece because these men know each other so well, Rayne.
Rayne: They do know each other well having been a part of The Revolution together, but this is the third title match that Knight has given Danger
{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 imperceivable level. The clock slowly grows louder and is joined by a faint guitar playing just one section of Carol of the Bells. The rest of the band joins in as a ring of fire appears in the center of the entranceway with a man standing in the center of it dressed in a long red leather trench coat, white plague doctor mask, and a Santa hat. Thrown over his shoulder is a massive sack filled with wrapped packages.}
Alison Valance: Now making his way to the ring from Hollywood, California he is the reigning and defending IWF Invictus Champion “The Hollywood Butcher” Nick Knight!!!
{The band plays a second time through the opening verse of the song until being joined by the voice of Lyric Noel. Knight slowly walks to ringside, stopping just short of the ring to pull off his hat and coat leaving him in red leather trousers, his mask, and the IWF Invictus Championship belt around his waist. The lights begin to come up as Nick unbuckles the belt and carefully folds the straps underneath before lovingly handing it over to the ringside attendant.
Nick then starts to pull out presents and throw them all over the ringside area, a few of them even ending up in the crowd. He then rolls into the ring with the man-sized Santa sack in tow as Blue Shoes calls for the bell.}
Iyo Kenshin: I can’t help but wonder what Nick Knight is up to with those packages.
Rayne: I don’t know, but I have a feeling he’s going to be pissed that Danger didn’t leave him any milk and cookies.
{Danger goes for a lock, but Knight isn’t interested and instead picks up a package and hits “The Rising Ace” over the head. Thumbtacks rain out like candy from a pinata and the action begins fast and furious. Danger stumbles back a few steps but before “The Hollywood Butcher” can take advantage the challenger picks up a long package and jabs the champion in the gut before shattering whatever was in the package over Knight’s back. Grinning from ear to ear Danger pulls away the wrapping paper to reveal a broken hockey stick inside. “The Rising Ace” doesn’t stay in control for long as the action becomes fast and furious mayhem as more and more packages are unwrapped and used. There were the usual tables, ladders, chairs, thumbtacks, and broken glass; but some unusual holiday weapons were added to the mix like legos, a barbed wire-wrapped Furby, a steel menora, a wifflle ball bat covered in shattered ornaments and a Reigndeep Crossing sign.}
Iyo Kenshin: Both of these men are battered and bloody messes and the bag hasn’t even come into play yet.
Rayne: Nick Knight is making the challenger fight this match on his terms, and I wish he would just get it over with because I’m dying for a Double Double.
{The all-out brawl continues for several more minutes until the two men find themselves perched on the ring apron throwing punches back and forth until Danger ups the ante with a superkick and Knight suddenly finds himself on top of a table covered in barbed wire. The champion tries desperately to free himself, but before he can succeed “The Rising Ace” comes off of the top turnbuckle with a 450 splash. Seeing an opportunity to win the match and take the championship back to the City of Brotherly Love Danger finds the man-sized red velvet sack and starts to stuff Knight inside.}
Iyo Kenshin: Could we be looking at the Invictus Championship changing hands on back-to-back shows?
Rayne: I wouldn’t be scheduling the victory parade through Downtown Disney just yet because Nick Danger still has to throw Knight over his shoulder and carry him to the top of the ramp.
{Nick Danger pulls the champion free of the barbed wire and fights to finally get him inside the oversized Santa bag. “The Rising Ace” begins to drag the nearly two hundred and fifty pounds of dead weight up toward the top of the entrance ramp. A quarter of the way up Knight’s arm shoots out of the velvet prison and gouges the eyes of his opponent causing “The Rising Ace” to drop the bag. “The Hollywood Butcher” crawls out and a brutal hockey fight breaks out on the entrance ramp with neither man getting any sort of an advantage until Knight hits a low blow that drops Danger to his knees. The Invictus Champ then follows up with a nasty basement DDT that makes the entire arena groan.}
Iyo Kenshin: That might be enough for Nick Knight to pick up the win.
Rayne: Don’t sound so disappointed, Iyo.
{Knight does not seem to be finished inflicting damage because he waves towards the back instead of stuffing Danger into the sack. A moment later two IWF backstage employees run out carrying a long aluminum pole covered in thumbtacks. A loud chant of Festivus, Festivus fills the arena and the champion instructs the two men to set the pole up on the ramp. “The Hollywood Butcher” smiles as he drags Nick Danger towards the pole by a handful of hair and begins to rub his forehead up and down over the razor-sharp tacks using it like a cheese grater. Wounds from earlier in the contest reopen and within seconds Danger is once again wearing a crimson mask. “The Rising Ace” is not done fighting though as he fires the back of his head into the gut of the Invictus Champion giving him enough time to jump to his feet and land a superkick that rocks Knight. “The Hollywood Butcher” does not go down, so Danger digs into his darker side by knocking over the Festivus pole and just waiting for Knight to charge after him.}
Iyo Kenshin: I think Nick Knight might be about to have a really bad night.
Rayne: Luckily he will have plenty of help icing it when he gets home.
{Knight runs towards Danger and just when the champion is about to get ahold of the challenger Danger steps on the base of the pole and sends it shooting up to hit “The Hollywood Butcher” in the crotch. The Invictus Champion immediately doubles over and grabs at his yam bag region as he groans in obvious agony. Seizing the opportunity Danger stuffs Knight back inside of the bag and once again begins to pull the bigger man up the entrance ramp.}
Iyo Kenshin: Nick Knight has to be regretting not going for the win when he had the opportunity.
Rayne: Knight has always been a go-big or go-home wrestler, but I seriously doubt that he’s ready to go home yet.
{Danger drags the limp body of Knight towards the top of the ramp, but just before they reach the very top “The Hollywood Butcher” begins to come alive. The challenger begins to lay the boots to Knight, but each kick seems to wake the champion up a little bit more. Several seconds pass of Nick Danger trying to keep control of the match until Knight crawls out of the bag like a horror movie monster, pissed off and ready to lay waste to anything that he sees.}
Iyo Kenshin: I think things are about the get interesting!
Rayne: Things are about to get interesting? Have you not been watching this match?
{The two men begin to throw hands at the top of the entrance ramp, Knight getting a clear advantage. Danger throws a wild desperation haymaker trying to finish the fight once and for all, but misses wide. “The Hollywood Butcher” seizes the opportunity and locks on La La Land, and Danger is quickly losing consciousness. Knight lets the limp body of his opportunity fall to the steel stage and quickly puts him in the bag, hoists him over his shoulder, and drops him under the tree.}
Alison Valance: Your winner and still IWF Invictus Champion Nick Knight!!!
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THE NEXT CHALLENGER
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{The action on the entrance ramp is not through as Nick Knight can be seen kicking Danger off of the stage and through a stack of tables down below. “The Hollywood Butcher” that demands a microphone from a stage hand.}
Nick Knight:When I won the Invictus Championship I said I was going to fight to make to make the belt actually mean something. I said that I wasn’t going to be a champion that has one title defense a month, that I was going to be a fighting champion. I dare you to take one look at the blood that is smeared all over my face and tell me that I’m not a fighting champion. Look down at the crumpled body of Nick Danger, a man that was once my student and friend, being attended to by the medical team and question just how far I’m willing to go to make this championship fucking mean something.
That doesn’t stop because I won one fucking match. No, I am going to defend this championship every goddamn week until someone has the guts to take it away from me. That’s why I am issuing another open challenge for January 2 to anyone that thinks they have what it takes to beat “The Hollywood Butcher,” but before you accept I want you to ask yourself one question, “If he’s willing to do that to a friend, what is he willing to do to me?”
{Nick Knight is standing tall with the tree in the background as the IWF copyright comes onto the bottom of the screen.}
Well howdy there pardner.