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SHOW OPEN
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{ The show opener for Tuesday Night Sacrifice plays to the theme of IOU by Five Finger Death Punch showing clips of all the current champions as well as some of the biggest stars in IWF currently. As the show opening tag for Sacrifice comes to an end we are brought to the commentary booth with Vasco Dias and Terri Morasco. }
Terri Morasco: It's Tuesday Night and you know what that means, IWF Sacrifice is live! I'm Terri Morasco, seated alongside my broadcast partner, Vasco Dias. Tonight is sure to be an action packed night for everyone involved!
Vasco Dias: That's right, Terri! We have the return of Abigail and Eternity to TV.
Terri Morasco: We have an all-women triple threat as the main event.
Vasco Dias: We have Nick Danger versus Charlie Von Ruth. I'm sure that is going to be an exciting night.
Terri Morasco: And our opening match with our newest talent Natasha walker, starting the night off.
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SINGLES MATCH
2000 Word Limit
Natasha Walker vs. Local Competitor
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{ Minneapolis' own, Lisa Stechino, is already standing in her corner of the squared circle to start the show off. Standing 5'5" in height, and weighing in at 139 pounds; the muscular former Miss Olympia flexes for the crowd, drawing a smattering of cheers. }
Terri Morasco: Stechino is from the Minneapolis area, Vascoā¦ and could perhaps be looking to take advantage of some home cooking here to earn herself an IWF contract.
Vasco Dias: Somehow, I can't imagine that cooking includes any carbs. This woman is a powerhouse!
{ "Riot" starts to roll the Distinctive drums into the arena as the lights dim, before stepping out the back in her outfit comes Natasha on time with the Scream in the track the thin "webbing" on her outfit lit up by UV as she bops to the beat and moves down the Ramp, taking a moment to hop to sit on the top rope Facing the crowd in a corner before draping backwards slowly to hang herself back and the use her extraordinary flexibility to pitch back onto her feet with a smile. }
Terri Morasco: Speaking of contracts though, we have to talk about this womanā the IWF's latest signing, the "Techno Tsuchigumo" Natasha Walker! The former gymnast will be looking to make a mark of her own in her debut as she tries to climb the ranks in the women's division.
Vasco Dias: Great, another acrobat. I was just sitting here thinking: you know what wrestling needs, more acrobats. I can't stomach watching another flipper, Morasco. I can't! I ate at the Spoon and Stable last night, and you're about to see everything I ate all over this table.
Terri Morasco: You haven't even seen her wrestle yet.
Vasco Dias: I don't need to. She has flipper energy.
{ The referee for this contest, Tommy Knocker, calls for the opening bell. }
Ding!
{ Stechino offers up a handshake to start the match, and the very green Walker accepts. However, the display of sportsmanship proves to be a ruse on Stechino's part. Lisa yanks Natasha into a big time forearm shot to the head, drawing instant heat from the crowd. Having turned the entirety of the audience against her, Stechino scoops Natasha up and plants her onto the canvas with a bodyslam. The local girl wastes valuable time kissing her bicep before going for an elbow drop, which Walker avoids by rolling out of the way of. Stechino grabs her elbow in pain, having inflicted damage upon her own self. Both women regain their vertical bases. Stechino attempts a a wild clothesline, which Walker adeptly avoids with a matrix style evasion! Natasha takes the incoming Stechino over with an armdrag takedown! Building some momentum, Walker charges the ropes, rebounding off of them to plant both feet into Stechino's chest with a shotgun style dropkick! The crowd rallies behind the impressive newcomer, fervently cheering her on as she backs up into a corner. Stechino is slow to get to her feet, but successfully does so while Walker waits. Natasha takes off a few steps into a running start, hitting a cartwheel back elbow on Stechino in the opposite corner of the ring that smashes Lisa into the buckle pads! }
Terri Morasco: What an impressive display of athleticism from Walker!
Vasco Dias: If flips are your thing, yeah, I suppose. I'd have preferred to have seen her use that flexibility to put a boot under Stechino's chin and use a good old fashioned Greco-Roman choke though, Morasco.
Terri Morasco: Which would be against the rules.
Vasco Dias: When you cross the street, do you always use a crosswalk?
{ Walker uses a chain of back handsprings to create some distance between herself and Stechino as the local competitor staggers out of the corner, looking more than a little worse for wear. Natasha connects with a booming roundhouse kick to Stechino's head, rocking her adversary! The moment Stechino's body hits the canvas, Walker is already going for a fast cover. She draws a near-fall, but Stechino is able to lift a shoulder up just before the three count- possibly due to Tommy Knocker taking his sweet, sweet time getting into position for the count. The rookie shows some momentary frustration with the heel-favoring official, allowing Stechino to catch a few breaths. Walker guides Stechino to her feet, but Stechino utilizes a handful of Natsha's hair to force her backwards into a corner. The official halfheartedly calls for a clean break, but Stechino had no designs on that. She slugs Natasha in the mouth with a hard right hand that leaves the rookie momentarily checking for all of her teeth. Stechino uses her strength to lift Walker onto the top turnbuckle in a seated position. Lisa goes up to the second turnbuckle, trying for a superplex. Walker wisely hooks a foot under the ropes to block the attempt, however. Natasha fires a few shots into the local competitor's side to free herself, and shoves Lisa backward to the canvas from height. The local competitor is slow to her feet, favoring her back after the harsh landing. Walker waits on her perch. When Stechino is in the position Walker wants her, Natasha comes off the ropes with a diving DDT that she calls the "DataKrash"! Stechino's head is driven into the canvas with thunderous impact! }
Terri Morasco: Stechino may be out!
Vasco Dias: I think her forehead left a dent in the canvas.
{ With the crowd firmly behind her, Walker signals to them it is time for a finish. She brings a very limp Stechino to her feet, only to perform a fisherman suplex lift transitioned into a sitout spinebuster that Walker calls the "TsuchiGumo"! Natsha makes her second pin attempt of the match on Stechino, scoring a decisive three count this time to earn the victory in her debut. }
Terri Morasco: A very, very impressive win for Natasha Walker in Minneapolis tonight over a very seasoned competitor on the independent circuit! I expect big things from this young lady moving forward, Vasco.
Vasco Dias: Morasco expects big things. Why don't we just put this girl in the Hall of Fame now then? Look, this is day one. The kid did okay, I'll give that to her. I want to see what happens when she tries all of those fancy cartwheels and crap on someone like Vivienne or Brooklyn though, who both would put her face in the dirt.
Terri Morasco: Time will tell.
{ The "Techno Tsuchigumo" hops up onto a middle turnbuckle, celebrating her win with the fans in attendance as her music plays on. }
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SEGMENT
1000 Word Limit
The Murder address their recent attack last week on Odyssey.
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{The camera comes on to Vivienne Rodgers, April Madrox, and Brooklyn Madrox sitting on a black leather couch together.}
Vivienne Rodgers: We were asked if we had anything we wanted to say about the attack last week. The first is that we are less than pleased with a number of our members being sidelined with injuries.
{Vivienne crosses her legs.}
Brooklyn Madrox: There are more than a few salty bitches outback who could have done this, but nobody should have been that stupid.
{Vivienne nods}
Vivienne Rodgers: This attack will not go unanswered. When we find out who did this they will have a hell of a payback coming.
{April and Brooklyn nod}
Vivienne Rodgers: Due, in part, to our reduced numbers - we are also adding a new member to the Murder.
{Mai Everstone pops up from behind the couch leaning against the back.}
Mai Everstone: Miss me?
{April nods vigorously}
April Madrox: Wait, were you back there this whole time?
Vivienne Rodgers: Yes, also she asked to join us.
Mai Everstone: I did. I have a thing for Crows anyway. And a girl group full of ass-kicking and shit-talking the Instagram model way female wrestling has fallen? Seemed perfect for me.
April Madrox: I like her ā¦ can we keep her?
{Brooklyn snears}
Brooklyn Madrox: And for anyone out there thinking that taking Rowan out of the equation cripples the Murder ā¦brave of you to assume that she was the one in charge, to begin with. The fact of the matter is that while the Murder generally operates autonomously, when push comes to shove itās been ME giving the marching orders. So to whoever thought themselves smart by trying to destroy the only person who keeps me in check - just know that weāre coming for you ā¦ and we donāt knock.
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SINGLES MATCH
2000 Word Limit
Nick Danger vs. Charlie Van Ruth w/ Tyson Everest
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{ The instrumental intro to Blue Stahli's "The Fall" bursts out as the Kings of Flight walk out onto the ramp. They both pull back their hoods and yell out to the crowd in order to hype them up. The team vault opposite barricades, walking through the sea of fans until they reach the ringside area. }
Alison Valance: Making their way to the ring, at a combined weight of 403 poundsā¦ Tyson Everest and Charlie Van Ruth, the Kings of Flight!
{ As they stand on opposing sides of the apron, they simultaneously vault over the top rope and into the ring, meeting in the center. The two exchange a quick chest bump before getting into their corner. }
Terri Morasco: Charlie Van Ruth set for one-on-one action against Nick Danger!
Vasco Dias: I can't believe these two idiots are comin' out together! This ain't a tag team match...
Terri Morasco: Charlie and Tyson are like brothers! Give it a rest!
Vasco Dias: Pffft, right...I hear Fiona's workin' on a side project, a remake of Brokeback--
Terri Morasco: Oh, WILL YOU STOP!?!
{ "Bulls On Parade" by Rage Against The Machine bcomes 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. }
Vasco Dias: I can't help myself when it comes to these idiots! Nick Danger wouldn't be who he is today without James Gilmore! Charlie Van Ruth wouldn't be in this position without--!
Terri Morasco: Don't start this with me, Vasco! Just focus on the damn match -- I have a feeling it's gonna be frenetic!
Vasco Dias: Great...more flippy-flippy stuff.
[DING!]
{ For a match that lasted a shade under 15 minutes, the action was just as frenetic as Terri pointed out. Fast-paced, energetic action on both sides was par for the course with Nick Danger and Charlie Van Ruth electrifying the crowd. Both men traded armdrag takedowns from the outset, with neither gaining an advantage through the first six minutes of the contest. Nick Danger was able to connect with a wicked corkscrew crossbody that scored him a two-count as we hit the 7:30 mark. Two minutes later, as Tyson Everest observing, Charlie caught Danger off-guard with a flying knee to the mug before executing a second-rope moonsault that nearly gets him the three-count, but Danger kicked out at the last second! }
Vasco Dias: This is what I hate about these high-flyin' matches. They give the zebra fits on who does what out there!
Terri Morasco: Admittedly...you're right. Matches like this one are so unpredictable!
{ You can hear Vasco chuckling with glee on his microphone as the match progresses. We hit the 12th minute, and both men are on the outside trading punches as Blue Shoes counts. Tyson, to his credit, lets the two combatants duke it out until the referee hits the count of nine. Charlie is able to dump Nick back inside the ring and lock him in his sights. Nick Danger pulls himself back to his feet, only to be plastered to the deck by Charlie's springboard cutter! Van Ruth goes for the pin... }
`1...!
2...!!
NOPE!!!
{ Tyson looks on, hoping that his partner Charlie can find a way to put Nick on ice! But Nick, as we hit the 14th minute, catches Charlie Van Ruth off-guard with his own springboard cutter -- the Legacy Cutter! Nick goes for the pin... }
`1...!
2...!!
KICKOUT!!!
{ Nick Danger pounds the canvas as Blue Shoes holds up the dreaded two fingers! He mouths the words "I gotta HAVE this, man!" before shooting Charlie into the strands. Van Ruth bounces off the ropes and ducks underneath a wild haymaker! Charlie turns around and grabs Nick Danger, making him pay for his blunderby putting him on the business end of the spinning powerbomb backbreaker combination dubbed the CYCLONE BOMB! Charlie goes for the cover! }
1...!
2...!!
THREEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
[DING-DING-DING!!!]
Alison Valance: Here is your winner...CHARLIE VAN RUUUUTH!!!
{ The Kings of Flight's music begins to blare as Tyson hops into the ring and celebrates with Charlie! Nick Danger sits up, looking dejected, until he spots an opportunity to extend his hand. Tyson and Charlie both nod warmly before the latter extends his hand! }
Terri Morasco: This is cool...Nick Danger and Charlie Van Ruth are shaking hands!
Vasco Dias: This sportsmanship bullshit makes me wanna puke!
{ Portia makes her way out from behind the curtain as Danger and Van Ruth are shaking hands, mockingly clapping for their efforts with just her fingers touching together. She stops at the top of the ramp, pulling a microphone from underneath her arm. Her arrival draws a heavy dose of boos, which she brushes off with a wave of her hand. }
Portia: How pathetic, Charlie. You're really going to shake Nick Danger's hand? I mean, look at him. This is what you've lowered yourself too? We knew you were a loser, but this has to be a new low. I'm almost embarrassed for you, Charlie.
{ Van Ruth shoots a few words back her way off microphone, drawing a laugh from Portia. }
Portia: I have the microphone, Charlieā¦ and I didn't come out here just to rundown you and the hundred pound virgin you're in the ring with, or your worthless partner. Noā¦ I came out here to remind you that while the three of you, like every man in this arena tonight, had your eyes on meā¦ you didn't watch your back.
{ Terrella shoves Everest into the ring post from behind, as the Widow hops the guardrail behind him. Van Ruth and Danger turn around to spot Stephen Terrella and the Black Widow entering the ring. Suffering from the fatigue of the hard fought match between them, Van Ruth and Danger do their best to take the fight to Savage By Nature. It isn't long, however, before Savage By Nature is able to turn the tides in their favor. Terrella drives Danger into a corner, plunging his shoulder deep into Nick's abdomen. The Black Widow goes straight for Charlie's eyes, blinding him with an eye rake to set-up for a pump kick! Brandy stomps away on Charlie as Terrella pummels Nick Danger with left hands in the corner. Portia walks the rest of the way down to the ring as the assault continues. Things escalate quickly when the Black Widow reaches into her boot to retrieve a piece of broken glass she had tucked in a rag in it. The Widow wraps one end of the shard in the rag, and tries to plunge it into Van Ruth's eyeā¦ but he puts up both hands to catch her wrist to try to prevent it. }
Terri Morasco: She's insane! She is trying to put Charlie's eye out!
Vasco Dias: He won't be able to say he didn't see it coming, Morasco.
Terri Morasco: We desperately need some security out here! Now!!!
{ The crowd pops when Tyson Everest gets up and grabs a steel chair from ringside. Tyson dives underneath the bottom rope into the ring! Tyson takes a big swing on the Black Widow with the chair, catching her across the back with a loud shot to her spine! She immediately drops the glass shard, and Everest takes another swing at her that clips her as she rolls from the ring. Everest then turns his attention to Terrella, ramming the edge of the chair into his midsection as the King rushes him. Stephen doubles over, but keeps his feet. Tyson then brings the chair down across Terrella's back with a whack! Terrella recoils, but won't go down. Danger comes out of the corner, blasting Terrella with the "Strike Out"! Terrella staggers, and Everest throws the chair at Terrella's face. The big man manages to catch the chair, which proves costly when Van Ruth roundhouse kicks the chair into Terrella's face, clearing Savage By Nature from the ring. Portia gathers her man, trying to talk him out of going back inside the ring. The Widow circles the ring on the outside, joining Terrella and Portia at the bottom of the ramp. The Kings of Flight and Nick Danger hold the ring as the crowd roars. Tyson asks Alison for her microphone. }
Everest: Yo, yo... since you wanna come out here and blindside Charlie and my man Nick Danger, why don't you come back in this ring and we can settle it right now?
{ Portia and Widow help Terrella the rest of the way up, and they start to back up the ramp.}
Everest : Ah nah... I see y'all don't want none of that. If it's so hard for you to fight us head-to-head, why don't we have ourselves a little talk next week? Us. You. In the middle of this ring. No weapons, no fighting, no running. We'll be at Odyssey. Your move.
{ The Kings of Flight's music hits as they stand with Danger in the ring, leaving Savage By Nature to shout up at them from the ramp. }
Vasco Dias: Good luck to whoever the poor sucker is that's going to try to keep that under control on Odyssey, if Savage By Nature shows up. They really have nothing to gain.
Terri Morasco: If they don't show up it will be because they know they only beat the Kings of Flight with Portia's help last time, and they don't want any part of another fair fight, Vasco.
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SEGMENT
1000 Word Limit
Jennie Fenix visits the IWF medical department... will she be cleared to compete this month?
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{ The audience is treated to something special as the lights dim, and all eyes go to the Imperitron. The words flash across the screen: filmed earlier. The crowd lets out a loud cheer when the first image they see is Jennie Fenix lying downā¦ her gaze darts back and forth while seemingly impatient, and then soon the scenery fades as if transitioning from one scene to another as if watching a television program, and now Jennie is kicking her feet back and forth while sitting on a doctorās exam table. The scene seems to fade but remains in the same room, now showing Jennie pacing back and forth while looking at some of the wall decor, and whatever else she can find until the door swings open, closing again behind the doctor that walks in. }
Jennie Fenix: FINALLY! Are you going to tell them that I donāt have a concussion, and that my head is fine?!
{ The doctor hesitates in answering. }
Doctor: Iā I donāt know if I would say your head is fineā
{ Jennie scowls at the doctor, who continues albeit rather afraid that he may receive a smack. }
Doctor: I mean, you did have that split personality disorder, but that seems to either be under control or magically disappeared!
{ Jennie nods. }
Doctor: But as far as a concussion goesā
{ The doctor takes a glance down at his clipboard and flips through a couple of the mages. He purses his lips together, shrugs, and then continues. }
Doctor: You took a pretty hefty blow to the headā¦ It may have done some more damage than you thoughtā¦
Jennie Fenix: DONāT!
{ Jennieās lip quivers as she takes a step forward, and puts a finger in the face of the doctor who takes a step back and right into the closed door. }
Doctor: Head injuries are not something that any of us should take lightly, and thereās no denying that what Brooklyn hit you with could have severely impacted you. Iā I just want to be sureā
Jennie Fenix: DONāT! YOU! DARE! Tell me that I have to sit on the shelf for a couple of months! Do you know how many times Iāve come close to something just to have it ripped away from me?! My first chance at the championship, Brandy tried to RUN ME OVER! And had me REMOVED from the title match although I was ABSOLUTELY FINE! And because Little Miss Disqualified was too scared to finish the match with meā are you trying to say I have to sit this one out?!
Doctor: Iā actuallyā
Jennie: NOT A CHANCE, DOC!
{ Jennie snaps her fingers. }
Jennie: WEāLL DO ANOTHER TEST! AND ANOTHER! AND ANOTHER! AND ANOTHER! And one of themā JUST ONE OF THEMā will come back to clear me to get back into the ring and go back after the championship! And this timeā Iām going to be ready. This timeā Iām going to see her tricks coming and thereās no way, no how, no chance that sheās going to get herself disqualifiedā¦ sheās not going to get herself counted out! Sheās going to be stuck in the ring with me, and weāre going to have a winner! So, doc, are you trying to tell me that I have to sit out?
{ The doctor fumbles through the pages a couple of times, then looks back up at Jennie. }
Doctor: Actually, I was going to sayā
{ He gulps, but then quickly shifts to look more relieved. }
Doctor: You have a clean bill of health.
Jennie Fenix: I TOLD YOU!
Doctor: Yeah, Iād say youād be good to go this weekā¦ in factā¦
{ The scene fades back to the arena as the crowd roars themselves alive at the announcement that Jennie did in fact have a clean bill of health, and would be able to return to the ring sooner rather than later. }
Terri Morasco: This is huge news, Vasco!
Vasco Dias: Why is it huge news?! All thatās going to happen is Jennie is going to fail to capture the championship, AGAIN, and sheās going to push someone else out of the way!
Terri Morasco: Thereās no denying what happened the last time that she and Brooklyn were in the ring, and Jennie may have walked out with the win, but she only won by disqualification. Thatās not how Jennie wanted to win! Thatās not how Jennie will take back the IWF Womenās World Championship! And the doctor has cleared her for it!
{ The crowd suddenly becomes louder at one section of the audience, gaining the attention from the commentators and the cameras as they look to the top of the audienceā Jennie is sitting at the balcony level with her feet up, as she flashes a āpeaceā gesture to the camera. }
Terri Morasco: And sheās here tonight!
Vasco Dias: But she canāt get in the ring! Sheās got no match!
Terri Morasco: You have to imagine that sheās waiting to hear from Brooklyn over what happened at their match!
{ The camera pans in on the former champion still mingling amongst the crowd, high fiving, and taking selfies with them as the cameras fade to a commercial break. }
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TAG TEAM MATCH
1500 Word Limit for Individuals or 3000 Word Limit Combined Team Roleplay
Bella Morte vs. Dawn Warren & HIJOU
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{ Lots of flashing lights, the tempo of which are dictated by the utter mess of sound that is her theme song. HIJOU genuinely loves what she does, so she's usually pretty excited and high-energy during her entrance, rocking out and dancing along to her entrance music as she strides down to the ring. She may occasionally still be in the midst of her pre-match preparations whilst making the walk, so seeing her head down to the ring with a cigarette or a can of Monster isn't too uncommon. Once within the ring she'll strike a few poses.}
{Aināt it Fun by Paramore begins to blast across the speakers. As it does Dawn makes her way out from behind the curtains smirking. She claps the hands of the roaring fans before sliding into the ring.}
{A high pitched female scream causes the lights to flicker in the arena. As the rebellious yell seamlessly transitions to a soft chilling female laughter, the lights die completely. In the darkness a lone voice questions.
āNow I lay me down to sleep
Six feet down beneath concrete
If I should die before I wake
Did I make peace or a mistake?ā
During this question, the entranceway fills with purple smoke. After the question, Abigail emerges from the coloured smoke alone, under a soft blue hue and to a mixed reaction. The lyrics of āAfterlifeā by Citizen Soldier accompany her walk down the ramp. She clenches her jaw before pausing in the middle of the ramp, dropping to her knees and looking heavenward. She flings her arms out either side of her, causing more purple smoke to fill the ramp before the lights go out again briefly.
When they return a few moments later, just after the chorus, Eternity is stood behind Abigail in her hat, veil and sleeveless black leather trench coat. Abigail rises slowly, cracks her neck slightly and continues her journey down the ramp in the comforting shadow of death, alone no longer. Abigail walks up the steps, not to heaven, but into the ring, Eternity close behind. They move together, Eternity separates herself only to place her hat on a ring post, before reuniting in the middle of the ring.
Once reunited, with Eternity stood firm behind her still, Abigail drops to her knees and lets out a rebellious yell heavenward as she throws her head back, looking up at Eternity, who has her head bowed down towards Abigail, eyes closed. Eternity places a hand on each of Abigailās shoulders before she opens her eyes again. The two women now share a quiet moment gazing into each otherās soul. Abigail breathes heavily, whilst Eternity doesnāt seem to breathe at all. The music slowly fades and the lights return to normal as each woman slips off her entrance attire, standing side by side now, ready to compete.}
Terri Morasco: And now weāre about to see some tag team action as Bella Morte take on the team of HIJOU and Dawn Warren!
Vasco Dias: I donāt fancy the chances of HIJOU and Warren, Morasco! The two donāt seem to have the chemistry that Abigail and Eternity do! They might as well be dead meat.
{The action starts off hot between HIJOU and Abigail, with a quick grappling exchange. Eventually, after some holds and strikes are traded, Abigail cuts the ring in half in order to isolate HIJOU. Bella Morte begins to work over on the Japanese upstart, who nearly manages to tag Dawn Warren in on a few occasions. HIJOU finally manages to slip away from Bella Morteās grasp and tags in Warren! Warren is able to gain the advantage momentarily, but the power of Eternity is too much for her to handle. A beatdown ensues on Dawn while HIJOU recuperates on the outside. Eternity sets up Warren for The Last Rites and Abigail prevents HIJOU from interfering by hitting a Faithbreaker! Eternity hooks the leg for a cover.
ONEā¦
TWOā¦
THREE!
The bell rings as the referee raises Bella Morteās arms in victory. They stand over the fallen Dawn before giving a twisted smile to each other.}
Vasco Dias: And Bella Morte pick up a big win! Their strength as a tag team only grows stronger with each match. If I were in the womenās division, Iād be keeping my eyes on these two!
Terri Morasco: HIJOU and Dawn just couldnāt withstand the brute force of Eternity and Abigail! You might be right for once, Vasco. They are becoming more unstoppable each time they come outā¦
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SEGMENT
1500 Word Limit
Warren Harper addresses the live crowd.
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{The lights change, flickering purple briefly.}
āMirror Mirror on the wall
Show me truth or none at all
Break the glass and walk away
Iām done with everything.ā
{The lights settle on a softer, more stable yellow in time with the opening drums and guitar riff of āDone With Everythingā by Line So Thin. The crowd is divided for Warren Harper as he emerges from behind the curtains wearing a simple leather jacket, with his hands at his hips and a smile on his face. }
Terri Morasco: From what we understand, Warren Harper has requested some time here tonightā¦
Vasco Dias: Heās probably out here to gloat about beating Nick Danger last week, itās what Iād do.
{He then heads towards the ring, solely focused on his own business in that ring. At the edge of the ring, he closes his eyes and takes a breath before jumping up onto the apron, walking along it and climbing the turnbuckle.}
Terri Morasco: Oh stop it, Vasco. Both Warren and Nick had a hell of a match last week, and both have declared their desire to challenge for the World Championship, with the latter already talking about entering himself into this yearās Roulette Match in a couple months.
Vasco Dias: Some would admire the forward thinking ambition of such a bold declaration, I just think that ultimately it will end up being another case of Nick putting his foot in his mouth. You know, like Warren did when he talked a big game before last yearās Extinction Event and ultimately losing to his better half as Dean Harper ended up retaining the richest prize in our game.
Terri Morasco: In my opinion, that match left us with many more questions than answers. Notably, would Dean Harper still be World Champion today if it wasnāt for the strategic and timely intervention of reigning Womenās World Champion, Brooklyn Madrox?
{ He then perches himself on the corner, head bowed towards the canvas, eyes closed. He takes a series of slow deep breaths, relaxing himself in a brief meditation almost. Warren finally raises his head, no longer looking down on anything, but ahead. He slowly opens his eyes and relaxes, smiling again.}
Vasco Dias: Iām going to go ahead and say yes. Warren has never had the best record against his husband professionally, always held himself back because of his personal feelings towards the man. When it comes to wrestling, Warren Harper just doesnāt have his legendary father - Spike Kaneās - killer instinct. History has shown that over and over again. Hell, even Dean has a more refined sense of doing whatever it takes than Warren ever did, which means Angel Blake clearly taught his son better than Spike taught Warrenā¦
Terri Morasco: Why should Warren? You can still have a perfectly successful career without stooping to moral lows, plenty of people have. You donāt need a killer instinct to be a World Champion in my opinion.
Vasco Dias: Well, I guess that all depends on what metrics you use to measure your successes. Sure, you can fluke your way to holding that Championship, just to be able to say you made it, like Joe Everyman or James Gilmore did, or you can actually step up and completely redefine what it means to be a standard bearer in this industry like Angel, Dean and so many more of the Blake bloodline have done not just here in IWF but across several of the smaller promotions in this industry. Much more so than the Kanes have at any rate.
{The music slowly fades away and the lights return to normal as he remains perched on the turnbuckle and motions for a microphone from a stagehand. He is tossed one and catches it, bringing it up to his lips.}
Warren Harper: Time is precious, none more so than mine, so letās not waste any more of it than we have to here tonight. Itās also the one thing I was reminded recently that none of us ever get back, do we Sweetness? Too much has happened between my husband Dean Harper and I in the last few months for either of us to have any hope of ever going back, personally or professionally to the way things used to be between us. I realise that now.
{Warren pauses.}
Warren Harper: Now, I understand that we canāt go on like this. Something needs desperately to change for us, between us and I mean the kind of significant and permanent change I have always been most afraid of and always resisted for the sake of being a better man, a man worthy of your love and respect. A man worthy of being not only your personal life partner, but also your professional equal, Dean.
{Another pause, Warren takes a deep breath.}
Warren Harper: And over the last couple of years, I started to believe I really was. I mean, Christ, you had me so utterly convinced that I was your absolute undisputed equal in life that I let my heart rule my head and I ignored every anxiety to marry you as soon as I could. At the time, I dismissed it as cold feet, but nowā¦now I know that it was so much more than that, and Iām tired of pretending that everything is fine between us, just so you donāt fly off the handle and go to all those darker places that I know keep us both awake at night. They say if you love something, you should be prepared to let it go, and until now, Dean, I have never been as prepared as I needed to be to let you go.
{A third pause, Warren swallows passed some clear anxiety and apprehension.}
Warren Harper: That changes, starting now. You see, Sweetness, the fact is I do still love you, enough to let us both go all out and truly test the sanctity of our vows. Appropriately enough, at Metamorphosis in a few weeks, something will change between us forever Dean, and one of us will lose so much more than just another match because, a couple months ago in the Extinction Event, you and Brooklyn showed me just how far you were willing to go to keep that World Championship around your waist, just how many rules you were willing to bend. Well, at Metamorphosis, you wonāt have any partners to use or any ridiculous rules to exploit because when I take that World Championship from you, it will be in a one on one affair with absolutely no rules at all.
{Warren grins, flickers of some deep, inherited Kane madness brightens his eyes for a moment.}
Warren Harper: Thatās right, Sweetness, at Metamorphosis, if youāve got the balls, and I know you do because Iāve tasted them, it will be just you and me - one on one for the World Championship in a LAST MAN STANDING MATCH!
{The crowd erupts at the announcement.}
Warren Harper: And not if but when I knock you the fuck out and take my rightful place at the top of this industry, you Dean and the rest of the damned world will have no choice and no excuses. You and everybody else around here will not only acknowledge me as the only man left standing, but also the indisputably better man between the two of us and -
{Deanās music hits and Warren is interrupted, the crowd is buzzing.}
Terri Morasco: Looks like our World Champion has heard enoughā¦
Vasco Dias: Who can blame him? You know I forget sometimes just how much of a windbag Warren can be, itās definitely the Kane in himā¦
{Dean walks out casually in an uncharacteristically nice suit jacket, see-through button-up shirt and tight black pants with the world title around his waist, he raises the microphone to his mouth.}
Dean Harper: to be clear, there was a time I did consider you my better. My better half. The better man. Better than I deserved.
{Dean keeps his face neutral while speaking and the crowd gets quiet.}
Dean Harper: But ā¦ we all wake up sooner or later. You want a rematch? Anytime, anywhere, any rules. Iāll beat you every single time.
{Warren smiles, pleased to have gotten his way once more.}
Warren Harper: Youāre right, Sweetness, and thatās part of the problem. Weāve become predictable, stuck in the same circles. Something has to give, and historically it has always been me--{Camera catches Dean rolling his eyes as if he is bored}-- but itās a brand new year and itās time for a change. A change that has been long overdue. This time it wonāt be me playing submissive, no, this time itāll be you. Just to spice things up a bitā¦
{Warren grinned.}
Terri Morasco: The rematch is on!
Vasco Dias: Who will be not only the last man standing but the World Champion? We will find out soon hen the next chapter of this bloody family rivalry continues at Metamorphosis!
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MAIN EVENT
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
2000 Word Limit
w/ Shea O'Hara as Special Guest Commentator
Charlotte Shimizu vs. Serenity Holmes vs. Itami w/ Gregor Winter
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Terri Morasco: Here we are at the main event of the evening, after the show weāve had Iām sure the fans are excited as ever to see how this triple threat pans out.
Vasco Dias: And we are joined by Shea OāHara with us here for this match.
Shea OāHara: Thank you for having me. Itās been a while since Iāve done this, hopefully iām not too rustyā¦
Terri Morasco: Well you did do commentary for combat wrestling and were usually the other commentator with me during Diamonds are Forever when it was a pay per view. Iām sure youāll be fine.
Shea OāHara: Yeah, sometimes I miss those daysā¦
Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
{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.
Charlotte walks slowly up the ramp, smiling slightly and giving some love to the cheering crowd. At the top, she turns to face the crowd and, with her hands clasped at her chest, she bows at her waist to the crowd before leaving.}
Alison Valance: First down to the ring, Charlotte Shimizu!
Vasco Dias: so we have Charlotte, a newer star here at iwf who is trying to make her mark here, I assume you have something to say about her Shea?
Terri Morasco: Donāt be an ass Dias.
Shea OāHara: Charlotte has been turning a lot of heads lately, Iād say she could very well be the break out star of 2024 by the end of the year if she keeps it up.
{"Synthetic Sympathy" by Trash Boat immediately explodes from the arena's surrounding systems, sparking a positive reaction from the audience. The bass and repeated opening lyrics synchronize with the lights flashing around the venue's interior, leading to Serenity Holmes sprinting from the backstage area to center stage, where the fans of the Action Wrestling universe greet her. She stands center stage before taking off her hat and throwing it into the fans for amusement until looking down the entrance path, where she takes off into a run for the mere moment of interactions on her fast-paced run to the ring.}
Alison Valance: "Introducing on her way to the ring! Hailing from Houston, Texas! At five feet, seven inches tall, weighing in at 127 pounds. She is "22nd Century Girl" Serenity Holmes!"
{Serenity slides under the bottom rope before unloading onto her feet, where she quickly hops onto the middle turnbuckle of an unoccupied corner to greet the fans at ringside. She flips her hair and throws up a peace sign with her tongue hanging out while winking at the camera. Serenity hops down and lands on her feet before running around the ring to show love to every possible fan in the atmosphere before staying in her designated corner, waiting for the next moment.}
Vasco Dias: Serenity, the co-holder of then queenās gambit case. But silly to have two people hold it, isnāt it Shea?
Terri Morasco: Stop trying to get a bad sound bite.
Shea OāHara: Itās not ideal, but hey it speaks to the unpredictability of our matches sometimes. Iām sure management will handle it thoughā¦
{The arena lights fade to black as a fog begins to fill the entrance area. Eerie high pitched music begins to play as crimson light moves through the fog serpent like causing goosebumps to form on the skin of anyone that views it. Heavy guitar begins to blast from the speakers and bright blood red light begins to strobe to the beat revealing that there is in fact a creature deep inside of the fog.
Slowly the creature moves forward in an otherworldly way, sometimes moving like a man and sometimes like a serpent. There is an explosion of pyro as the vocal chord destroying vocals of Torture by Deviloof begin and for the first time the fans see the demon masked face of āThe Lady Painā Itami.}
Alison Valance: Now making her way to the ring from Fukuoka, Japan āThe Demonessā Itami!!!
{Itami makes her way towards the ring as if the fans do not even exist. It does not matter to her if they cheer or boo, all that matters is the damage that she is about to do to her opponent. That is the only time that she truly feels alive and she refuses to allow some peasants ruin that for her, no matter how much they paid for their ticket. Once she reaches ringside she climbs the stairs and steps between the top and middle rope and goes to her corner. Years of competing in combat sports has beaten sportsmanship before the bell into her, but once it ring there will be no mercy.}
Vasco Dias: the lady of pain. Given your options on the Murder Iām surprised you havenāt said anything about The MOD situation.
Terri Morasco: Can we focus on the competition please?
Shea OāHara: The difference there Dias is The Murder is made up of people I consider friends, or did at one point. By comparison I have no strong attachment or opinion on MOD right now.
{as soon as the bell rings Itami goes for Charlotte with a roundhouse kick. Serenity looks over the ropes and glares at Shea before turning and hitting Itami with a hurricanrana. She goes to hit Charlotte with a drop kick but the younger women dodged the blow.}
Vasco Dias: a strong opening by Itami here.
Terri Morasco: Serenity is certainly making eyes at you Shea, she might have some thoughts I guess.
Shea OāHara: I'm sure she does. I donāt know much about her but Iām a quick study, seems sheās got quite the mouth on her, but if she doesnāt focus on the match here, itāll cost herā¦
{charlotte hits Itami with a corkscrew elbow drop and then bounces back with a flying clothesline to Serenity. Itami hits charlotte with a knee strike and hits Serenity with a snap suplex. Charlotte gets up first and flying head scissors to Itami.}
Terri Morasco: Charlotte turning the tables here.
Vasco Dias: Itami is strong but itās hard to be focused everywhere at once.
Shea OāHara: Charlotte is my pick hereā¦
{Charlotte hits Serenity with a Gigage Tsunami, goes for the pin
1
2
Itami pulls Charlotte off the pin with a drop kick. Charlotte hits Itami with a tiltawhirl ddt}
Vasco Dias: a close call here but Itami interfered.
Terri Morasco: thatās the danger of a triple threat.
Vasco Dias: And a threeway.
Terri Morasco: Grow up.
Shea OāHara: typical male mind in the gutter, trying to downplay the legitimacy of what we do, iām disappointed, vascoā¦
{Charlotte hits Itami with a double foot stomp, knocking the other women out. But serenity who popped up behind Charlotte hits her with a MOVING HOLMES!}
Terri Morasco: Oh my god!
Vasco Dias: could this be it?
{serenity stands alone in the rings looking around the downed Itami and Charlotte.She drinks in the atmosphere from the crowd, smirking as she looks at her dominant position but in a fleeting momentā¦ her eyeās catch Sheaās at ringside. The pair share an intense stare down as Serenity struts confidently over to the ropes without even so much as a blink. She begins to wave mockingly at OāHara who immediately stands up from the announce booth and tosses off the headset she had been wearing. }
Terri Morasco: I had a feeling this wasnāt the best of ideasā¦
Vasco Dias: What are you complaining about, Morasco? This is brilliant, let them fight!
{ Shea marches around the front of the desk and the pair begin to exchange verbal disagreements which areā¦ perhaps not fit for national television. The crowd are on their feet and going absolutely nuts, willing the pair into a confrontation. The official walks over to Serenity and tries to intervene, only to receive a vicious slap across their face! The crowd letās out an audible āooohā as the referee clutches their stinging cheek, keeled over with the unexpected impact with one hand keeping them upright on the top rope. Spotting an opportunity Shea suddenly leaps into action, jumping onto the apron, grabbing Serenity by the head and dropping back off to the mat. Serenityās throat crashes against the top rope as her head jolts back with tremendous force, catching her completely off guard and forcing her to stagger backwards. }
Terri Morasco: Shea just took the opening provided to lay her hands on her fellow Queenās Gambit!
Vasco Dias: Waitā¦ things could be about to get much worseā¦
{ Serenity struggles to keep her balance as she desperately searches for a breath of air but as she staggers across the ring she finds herself confronted by Charlotte who has managed to get herself to her feet! She grabs Holmes and begins to hook her arms and plants her with an Eastern Redbird! The referee notices that Charlotte has Serenity pinned as they recover, shooting straight onto the mat as they begin the count. 1ā¦ 2ā¦ 3! Charlotte Shimizu has just scored an incredible statement victory, snatching victory with grim determination! The crowd pop as Charlotte leaps up from the mat, still carrying some niggles from the blows she received tonight but with a big smile on her face. }
Terri Morasco: Charlotte did it, what an incredible victory for the rising star!
Vasco Dias: I canāt deny that butā¦ just look at Serenityās face, the dispute over the Queenās Gambit may have just gotten even more bitterā¦
{ Serenity is in shockā¦ she had control of this match but in a moment it slipped from her grasp. She clutches her throat, turning to stare up the ramp at a retreating Shea who returns a mocking wave of her own as Holmes has a look which could kill. Charlotte continues to celebrate as we transition to a short commercial break, fading on the image of a seething Serenity. }
Well howdy there pardner.