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SEGMENT
Participants: Roberto Verona
Word Limit: 2000
The IWF COO Returns. What is on his mind?
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{ We return to ringside where we find the IWF CEO Roberto Verona standing in the middle of the ring surrounded by his Legion who flank him on either side. He holds a microphone in his hand as he looks around the arena and waits for the noise to gradually deplete before raising it to his lips. }
Roberto Verona: Good Evening, I can only apologise for not gracing this ring for all of you for the past few weeks, however, I regret that medical advice prevented me from doing soā¦
{ Verona reaches into his top pocket and retrieves a splintered piece of one of the tables he plummeted through at the hands of Allen Chaney, smirking as he tosses it to one side. }
Roberto Verona: However, effective immediately, I am delighted to inform everybody in that locker room that the imperial court is back in session and I will be watching each of you very, veryā¦ very closelyā¦
{ Roberto smiles wryly as he looks side to side at his amassed Legion. }
Roberto Verona: But more importantly, I am here to make an official announcement regarding our upcoming major show, Survival of the Fittest!
{ The crowd pops as an official graphic for the annual blockbuster appears on the big screen. }
Roberto Verona: I am pleased to reveal that this yearās edition will mark a new era in IWF where each reigning champions will now face individual trials to retain their right to declare themselves as the undisputed victor. No longer will their fates be intertwined with the ability of their teammatesā¦ but donāt celebrate too soon, because now theyāll have no excuses and nowhere to hide if they fail.
{ The crowd cheers. }
Roberto Verona: First, the IWF Gladiator and Gladiatorix Championships will be defended in a four-person match. In the spirit of their gladiatorial ancestors, each combatant will be assigned a legally recognised weapon which they may use with impunity against their opponents without any repercussions. The first person to secure a pinfall or submission will be declared the victor.
{ Verona looks up at the big screen which displays the images of Nate Harris and Rosa De Luca proudly holding their IWF Gladiator and Gladiatorix belts draped over their shoulders. }
Roberto Verona: Of course we mustnāt forget our IWF Invictus Championship, this year the gateway to the world will be defended in a four-person gauntlet match! Two people will enter followed by two more after each elimination until one is left standing. Now, traditionally the champion will be expected to enter firstā¦. Butā¦
{ Verona raises a fingers as he smiles. }
Roberto Verona: We have ways of making things more interesting. Over the coming weeks, the IWF Invictus champion Serenity Holmes and the number one contender Tytus Rost will compete with two other challengers to determine not only their order of entry but also the stipulation of each fall. Who will secure the all-important final entry spot? Can they secure their most preferential stipulation? Weāre about to find out.
{ Verona looks back up again at the screen which displays the images of IWF Invictus champion Serenity Holmes staring defiantly with her belt and her challenger Tytus Rost. }
Roberto Verona: At Legacy we saw that love conquered all as Bella Morte emerged victorious over the dominant Savage Kingdom but now, we will find out if their reign will endure as they defend their titles in a four-team cage match! But of course, there is a twistā¦
{ Verona walks around whilst still looking into the camera. }
Roberto Verona: To claim victory the winning team must first have one of their members escape over the top of the cage and then successfully break their partner out by opening the door ā but be warned, once a member of a team has escaped there is no going back, their partner must face those who remain alone and survive long enough to be able to walk out on their own two feet.
{ Once more Verona looks back up the ramp at the image of Eternity and Abigail side-by-side clutching their IWF World Tag Team Championship belts. }
Roberto Verona: And last, but by no means least, the IWF World championās will both defend their belts in a Championship Scramble Match against three challengers for thirty minutes! Whoever scores the final decision before the conclusion of the time limit will walk away as the IWF Menās and Womenās World champion and be declared the victor in our storied history books.
{ The crowd erupts as Verona turns to look at the images of IWF Menās and Womenās World champions Charlotte Shimizu and Pax Stormcrow. }
Roberto Verona: But that is not all, I am pleased to announce that each champion has at least one competitor who I can confirm here this evening. First, IWF Menās World champion Pax Stormcrow will face the former Joker in the Pack, Caleb Cannin! Second, IWF Womenās World champion Charlotte Shimizuā¦. following the official submission of the Queenās Gambitā¦ will face Shea OāHara!
{ The crowd roars again as the images of each face into view alongside their respective targets. }
Roberto Verona: This year will truly see the Survival of the Fittest, may the best men and women walk away with the gold around their waist and the world at their feet.
{ Verona hands the microphone to one of his Legion and begins to exit the ring as āKing of the Worldā plays over the PA system. }
Vasco Dias: At last, balance is restored! Our illustrious leader has returned.
Terri Morasco: And with quite the announcement, the road to the Survival of the Fittest has just heated up! Who will emerge as the undisputed champions and perhaps we may even ask ourselves, will those currently holding gold still be walking in as champions?
Vasco Dias: Itās time to discover who is truly worthy.
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SINGLES MATCH
Hayleigh Blake vs Mai Everstone
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Allison Valance: The following match is scheduled for one fall!
Terri Morasco: This is an interesting match up.
Vasco Diaz: It makes sens eif you think about it.
{As the arena plunges into darkness, cold blue and deep purple lights faintly illuminate the space, casting long, eerie shadows. A thick, ghostly fog begins to roll down the entrance ramp, slowly swallowing the stage. The haunting melody of "Death Wish" by Royale Lynn begins to echo, the slow, brooding country tones filling the air like a dark omen. The audience falls silent, caught in the hypnotic spell of the moment. Suddenly, the shrill cry of a crow pierces the silence. On the massive Titantron, black-winged crows appear, circling in a slow, haunting rhythm as their caws grow louder, echoing through the arena. The video alternates between images of desolate landscapesābarren trees, weathered gravestones, and fields of fogāwith crows perched ominously in each scene. From the shadows of the entrance emerges Mai Everstone herself, dressed in a long, black leather coat that sweeps the floor behind her as she walks. The coat is adorned with intricate lace details, mixing Black feathers are intricately woven. Her eyes are fiercely lined with black kohl, accentuating her piercing gaze. With each step, the sound of her boots hitting the metal ramp echoes in time with the songās heartbeat. As she reaches the ring, Mai pauses, the mist still curling around her feet. With a slow, deliberate movement, she lifts her head and casts one last long look around the arena. The final note of "Death Wish" echoes in the air as the crows on the screen take flight, disappearing into the void as the lights flicker just as Mai flips over the ropes into the ring on her feet where she waits in her corner for the match to start.}
Allison Valance: First down to the ring standing at 5ā2āā, weighing in at 101 pounds from Spanish Fork, Utahā¦ Mai Everstone!
Terri Morasco: Mai is not someone you see in a solo match anymore.
Vasco Diaz: Well, sheās got that Dean match coming up. Sheās got to try.
{Perfect Day by Hoku hits the arena sound system as the lights begin to flash. Hayleigh Blake comes out through the curtain with a hop in her step and waving to the crowd in attendance. As Hayleigh makes her way down to the ring she is followed by her legendary mother Shelly Diamond who watches her daughter with an approving eye. Hayleigh does a half lap around the ring, slapping fans hands as she goes before rolling in under the bottom rope. Hayleigh hits the camera side right corner of the ring with one foot on the top rope and her right fist in the air as the chorus kicks in. Hayleigh hops down and takes her corner as her music fades out. Shelly takes a seat near the commentary booth. }
Allison Valance: Next down to the ring, standing at 5ā2āā weighing in at 110 pounds..from Bristol, CTā¦ Hayleigh Blake!
Terri Morasco: Hayleigh has been on a tear lately.
Vasco Diaz: But letās see if she can handle facing the small bird of the Murder.
{The bell rings, and both women circle each other cautiously. Hayleigh moves in first, going for a lock-up, but Mai ducks under her, using her speed to stay out of reach. Mai bounces off the ropes and comes flying in with a spinning heel kick, but Hayleigh sidesteps and quickly counters with an arm drag into an attempted armbar. Maiās agility saves her as she flips out of the hold before itās fully applied, springing to her feet.}
Terri Morasco: Mai is a flippy little thing apparently.
Vasco Diaz: You forget that when sheās not booked much.
{The crowd boos as Mai throws a quick dropkick to Hayleigh's knee, staggering the technical expert. Hayleigh absorbs the damage and comes back with a stiff palm strike to Maiās chest, followed by a series of knee strikes. Mai retreats toward the corner, but Hayleigh closes in, continuing to punish her with sharp chops that echo through the arena.}
Terri Morasco: Hayleigh switching the momentum early.
Vasco Diaz: Itās that Blake blood.
{Hayleighās mat game comes into full effect as she starts targeting Maiās legs, aiming to slow down the high-flyer. She hits a dragon screw leg whip, immediately chaining it into a figure-four leg lock. The crowd rallies behind Hayleigh as Mai struggles, the pain etched on her face. She fights toward the ropes, and with a final lunge, grabs hold, forcing the break.}
Terri Morasco: Mai broke the submission.
Vasco Diaz: But the damage might be done.
{Mai rolls out of the ring, limping slightly, trying to recover. Hayleigh stays on the attack, sliding out to the floor and grabbing Mai by the hair, tossing her back-first into the ring apron. But the moment Hayleigh looks to follow up, Mai surprises her with a sudden slingshot spear from the outside, crashing them both into the mat!}
Terri Morasco: Oh wow!
Vasco Diaz: A trick?
{Mai pulls herself up and ascends the top rope. She leaps off, going for a double foot stomp, but Hayleigh rolls out of the way! Mai lands hard, and Hayleigh immediately capitalizes with a dumping German suplex, sending Mai crashing into the turnbuckles. The referee checks on Mai as Hayleigh prepares for her next move.}
Terri Morasco: Ooof, that had to hurt.
Vasco Diaz: Hard to be printing about the place with that damage.
{Despite the punishment, Mai refuses to stay down. Hayleigh lifts her for a uranage backbreaker, but Mai wiggles free, landing awkwardly but maintaining her footing. Mai hits a sudden enziguri to the side of Hayleighās head, creating just enough separation.}
Terri Morasco: Ouch.
Vasco Diaz: Hard to predict that.
{Mai runs toward the ropes and nails Hayleigh with a springboard hurricanrana, sending her flying across the ring. Hayleigh, stunned, tries to shake off the cobwebs, but Mai is already on her feet, scaling the top rope. The crowd roars in anticipation as Mai launches herself for a diving crossbody block. Hayleigh catches her in mid-air, showcasing her technical prowess, and rolls through into a snapmare to rear chin lock, grounding Mai once more.}
Terri Morasco: Hayleigh knows what sheās about.
Vasco Diaz: Apparently itās getting a submission.
{The crowd is firmly behind Hayleigh as Mai fights out of the hold. She escapes Hayleighās grasp and nails her with a stiff rolling forearm, followed by a snap DDT. With Hayleigh down, Mai climbs the top rope one more time, signaling for the end. She leaps off with the Murder of Crows and connects!
The impact leaves Hayleigh dazed as Mai hooks her leg for the cover.
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Hayleigh kicks out!}
Terri Morasco: Hayleigh isnāt giving up
Vasco Diaz: She almost had MAi there, but its not enough to get the Murder down.
{Mai looks stunned but wastes no time. She pulls Hayleigh to her feet and goes for her signature move, the Flock. She catches Hayleigh perfectly, flipping her into the pinning position.}
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Allison Valance: Mai Everstone via Pinfall.
Terri Morasco: Hayleigh came close but it doesnāt seem it was enough.
Vasco Diaz: Sometimes things go to the birds.
{The crowd erupts as Mai Everstone picks up a hard-fought victory, her energy and aerial ability overcoming Hayleighās technical expertise. Hayleigh, while disappointed, acknowledges the effort, showing a sign of respect before rolling out of the ring. Mai celebrates in the ring, soaking in the adoration from the fans, her win a big step forward in her young career.}
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SEGMENT
Participants: Fionna and RAM
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~The following takes place between Coliseum and Sacrifice...~
{ We find RAM backstage at the catering area, looking for something spicy to eat. Still clad in his ring gear, he slowly walked towards the large food table featuring authentic Mexican cuisine -- complete with piping hot tamales. Before he grabbed a paper plate to put some foot on it, however, he spotted Fiona McFly talking to a group of suits. He quickly followed them to the parking area, and Fiona turned around to see him, sensing his presence. }
Fiona McFly: Oh, hello there lovely--
RAM: Don't "lovely" me, Fiona. We need to have a little chat.
{ Fiona shook her head solemnly and looked down at her little notepad. It was filled from top to bottom with scheduled appointments. }
Fiona McFly: If only I could, but I've got so much time and so little to do. Wait a minute--
{ She paused, channeling her inner Gene Wilder. }
Fiona McFly: --strike that, reverse it. Seriously though, I've been super-busy these past few days, and I've got a very important Zoom call with some executives early tomorrow morning that I can't pass up.
{ RAM didn't look too thrilled about Fiona's busy-body nature, and it didn't help matters that the Hall of Famer gave him a gentle pat on the shoulder as a consolation. }
Fiona McFly: I promise you...when things get a little quieter, we'll talk then. But be patient, a'right?!
{ RAM sighed, watching as Fiona walked towards a waiting taxi. }
RAM: I saw some old news clips with your grandpa Seamusā¦
{ She stopped in her tracks just as she was about to sit down in the backseat. }
RAM: He often said that if something was important, you'd make the time.
{ Fiona gave RAM a brief, but noticeable, scowl before slamming the back door shut. He watched with great contempt as the taxi sped away. The indifference...RAM muttered under his breath as he marched back towards catering. A lone Redshirt is seen grabbing himself a bite to eat, and RAM doesn't waste any time sending him scurrying off after the wrestler flipped over the entire table and started throwing chairs all over the place! When the damage was done, there was nothing left except mounds of delicious foodstuffs on the floor along with a few busted chairs. }
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SEGMENT
Participants: Serenity Holmes & Tytus Rost
Word Limit: 2000
Serenity Holmes Addresses Her Challenger & Upcoming Match
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{ Monterrey in Mexico. The forsaken city that housed great historical culture hosting the Tuesday Night episode of IWFās sacrifice. The Arena Monterrey becomes the venue for tonightās event but for one individual, she will be making her presence known to address her number one contender. After the broadcast returns from the last match, it transitions to the commentary section for Terri Morasco and Vasco Dias to explain what is going on with the IWF Invictus Championship. }
Terri Morasco: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to IWF Tuesday Night Sacrifice. We have been told that this segment of the card has been reserved once again for our IWF Invictus Champion, Serenity Holmes.
Vasco Dias: Yeah and sheās been more than deserving of some time. Sheās the best damn champion in all of IWF and a fighting champion nonetheless!
Terri Morasco: A fighting champion can be questioned but a champion still. However, thereās been rumors about her being reluctant to defend against the number one contender who defeated Nick Danger at Extreme Endurance, Tytus Rost!
Vasco Dias: Blagh! Anyone who thinks Serenity Holmes is afraid needs to get their eyes checked! Sheās never been one to turn down a challenge and sheās always defended her championship honorably.
Terri Morasco: Then whatās going on around the ring Vasco?
{ In reference to Terriās notion, the camera pans to ringside showing security members surrounding the ring keeping an eye out for any threats. They bear the mark of The Legion, employees of Roberto Veronaās payroll who have been instructed to protect Serenity Holmes. However, inside the ring is Alison Valance, ready to begin with the introduction of the IWF Invictus Champion. }
Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, introducing at this time, she is the IWF Invictus Champion, ā22nd Century Girlā Serenity Holmes!
{ āSynthetic Sympathyā by Trash Boat plays from the venueās surround systems. The audience strikes out in boos seeing Serenity Holmes dressed in a tight short black dress, high black heels and her hair curled in waves. The IWF Invictus Championship belt around her right shoulder and she stands center-stage watching the audience boo her relentlessly. However, she remains poised and arrogant, marching down the pathway to the ring pleased to see Roberto Veronaās men doing as instructed. The smirk on her face emulating her overconfidence that nothing will happen to her tonight. }
Vasco Dias: Ever since becoming IWF Invictus Champion from Night of the Immortals, Serenity Holmes has been on a meteoric run in the company. With two defenses in her reign, sheās already proven to be a champion in the history books. However, her biggest challenge comes against Tytus Rost.
{ Serenity was allowed through security. She climbed the steel steps and moved in between the ropes to raise the championship belt high as she took safety in the center of the ring. After her music faded, Allison handed her the microphone and she watched her leave the ring. Serenity adjusted the belt over her right shoulder again, let the audience get their booās out and she raises the microphone to speak. }
Serenity Holmes: Once again, after my victory last week on Odyssey, Iām hearing these rumors. Well, allow me to speak on the matter, I am one of the best damn champions in IWF history. Honestly, I am the best Invictus Champion this company has ever seen. Hell, Iām a better champion than the Womenās World Champion as we speak.
{ The statement made the audience lash out but Serenity laughed. }
Serenity Holmes: Iāve been a dominant champion. Everyone who has gotten in my way has been put down. Iām not scared to fight anyone so I donāt know where this narrative is saying Iām afraid of Tytus Rost!
{ She rolls her eyes. }
Serenity Holmes: I sat at ringside and watched him beat Nick Danger. I wasnāt impressed. He may have dominated him but no one dominates Serenity Holmes. Iāve been in the ring with men and women who were described as monstrous but in the end, all it takes is me outlasting them to bring them down. I will still be your Invictus Champion and when itās all said and done, no one will ever question ā-
{ROOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAR}
Vasco Dias: Oh come on now!
Terri Morasco: Well, say his name and he appears, Vasco. The champion wants to think herself brave, well itās time she puts her money where her mouth is!
{ From behind the curtain steps the walking mountain of a man. Dressed in a pair of distressed jeans and a flannel shirt opened at the top to reveal his barrel chest.
Tytus steps to the top of the ramp, eyeing the sea of masked faces standing between him and the ring. With a smile on his face he reaches behind himself and pulls a microphone out of his back pocket. }
Tytus Rost: Privet, menya zovut Taytus Rost - we have not had the pleasure of meeting face to face yet.
Vasco Dias: More like face to ā¦ upper chest region ā¦ good lord, I thought the Soviets couldnāt afford food!
Terri Morasco: There is more wrong with that statement than I have time to address here.
{ Tytus shifts his weight and the members of Legion near the front bristle a bit }
Tytus Rost: You are very brave, Ms. Holmes; Fearless some might say indeed. You have shown no fear when facing man or woman. This is something to be complimented.
{ Rost pauses a moment as the crowd produces a smattering of applause for Serenity who continues to look on, unfazed and uncaring. }
Tytus Rost: But in all of your time carrying the weight of that title belt on your small shoulders, have you ever once had to defend it against someone like me? Have you ever had to truly work to retain your title, or have your defenses felt more like a cat playing with a mouse? Because I see you, Serenity, and I see a woman who is not afraid to go after what she wants. A woman is not afraid to scratch her way to the top. But, alas, a woman who has never truly been punched in the mouth.
{ Rost drops the microphone for a moment, the smile fading from his face as he continues }
Tytus Rost: For all your time proclaiming yourself as the pinnacle of this division, you have never had to fear for your own safety, never had your mettle truly tested. As I said before, little one, you have never truly been punched in the mouth. Youāve never been struck so hard youāve needed to rethink your choices in this life. You have been allowed to carry the Invictus title thus far because I have been preoccupied elsewhere - but your boastful words have me intrigued, Ms. Holmes. I have come to see if the twenty-second century girl can compete with an outdated model such as myself. What happens when the McLaren drives face first into a T-90M Russian tank? Which of us do you think will bend to the will of the other first?
{ Rost takes a step forward onto the ramp as members of Legion slowly inch forward. Serenity yells into the microphone and the members band together to form a barricade blocking the entrance path to the ring. }
Serenity Holmes: Hold on right there!
{Serenity stands in front of the ropes and stays in the ring letting her security handle the matter.}
Serenity Holmes: Tytus. Let me remind you that I am under the protection of The Legion which is by extension the protection of Roberto Verona! You may have had your fun here but the games are over. I am your IWF Invictus Champion and I will be respected as so. You will not lay a finger on me and you will respect me!
{ The audience booās loudly and Serenity rolls her eyes. }
Serenity Holmes: Now as easy as it would to put down an old man such as yourself, I am going to let you walk away. Do not embarrass yourself as we both know you donāt have what it takes to compete at the highest level with Serenity Holmes. If you have any dignity, youād take your ass up the ramp and disappear. Go home back to your country and stay there because if you donāt, Iāll become your mother Russia!
Vasco Dias: Oh shitā¦
Terri Morasco: Serenity, I think you made a big mistake.
{ Tytus smiles as he raises the microphone once more }
Tytus Rost: Oh little one, you are more than welcome to try.
{ and with that Tytus drops the microphone to the ramp and begins walking towards the ring. }
Vasco Dias: Wh-what does he think heās doing?
Terri Morasco: It looks like heās inviting the champion to put her rubles where her mouth is!
{ Tytus continues to advance as Serenity barks something to the members of Legion surrounding the ring. The hooded figures move as if a single entity and advance to meet Tytus before he gets too close to the ring. Rost brushes the first figure aside but is quickly stopped by three others. They take hold of Rost by the arms and look to drag him back up the ramp, but Rost drives a foot forward, driving a boot into the chest of the person in front of him before lifting the pair holding his arms off their feet, swinging them to the side of the ramp and into the barricade. }
Serenity Holmes: WHAT ARE YOU IDIOTS STANDING THERE?! GET HIM NOW!!!
{ The remaining members of Legion advance with more earnest, trying to cut Rost off before he gets a full head of steam. Tytus slowly fights his way through the figures, tossing them like sacs of dirty laundry being careful not to do serious harm to the hired thugs. }
Terri Morasco: Look at that, Vasco! Even though Rost could break each of those Legion members in half heās dispatching them as humanly as possible.
Vasco Dias: Well somebody call the UN and dig up Mother Theresa, ācause St. Rost is on the loose!
{ Tytus spins the remaining member of Legion around, quickly locking in a standing sleeper hold and continuing to walk towards the ring as the masked individual slowly slumps in his arms. Tytys releases them, letting them fall harmlessly to the ramp, before taking the final four steps to the ring and hopping up to the apron in one deft leap. }
Vasco Dias: Hey, hey, hey! Somebody get Serenity out of there!
Terri Morasco: Why Vasco? I thought she was going to make herself Tytusā new mommy.
{ Rost steps between the ropes as Holmes is quickly extricated from the ring by a Legion member and ushered around the perimeter of the ring as Tytus leans over the top rope, smiling and motioning with his hands as though he is breaking the spine of the Invictus champion. Serenity is escorted by the remaining members of the Legion through the crowd and quickly makes her escape with Tytus Rost in the center of the ring raising his arms in confidence from backing down the champion. }
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SINGLES MATCH
Logan Sky vs Nick Danger
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Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and has a twenty-minute time limit! Introducing first...
{As one of the most iconic riffs in Rock history starts to pump out from the speakers, Logan walks out onto the stage, soaking in the crowd's reactions. He moves to each side of the stage, throwing his arms up to try and rile the crowd up for the impending match.}
Alison Valance: Making his way to the ring from San Antonio, Texas; standing 6'6" tall and weighing 240lbs... Logan Sky!
{He marches down the ramp, head bobbing from side to side before he climbs the stairs, wiping his feet on the apron before he steps through the ropes. Then he moves to each side of the ring, shouting at the crowd to pump them up.}
Terri Morasco: This capacity crowd here in Monterrey are showering Logan Sky with nothing but love, Vasco. Logan said it himself; this city and the people here are near and dear to his heart.
Vasco Dias: Shamelessly pandering to these idiots will always get someone cheered, Morasco. Look at Team Diversity Hire, who have practically built a career off it. But let's be real here, Logan Sky limped his way in here, held together by duct tape and used chewing gum, knowing full well he needs the adrenaline rush of the crowd to help prop him up. As much as I detest Nick Danger, he already beat both Sky and Knight in a triple threat match a few weeks ago. This match has one less variable.
Terri Morasco: So, you're saying you believe Nick is taking this match tonight, too?
Vasco Dias: No, don't be ridiculous, Morasco. I'd never bet on Danger. I think ten minutes in, they have to wheel an oxygen tank out for the old man; and Danger spots a squirrel, gives chase, and knocks himself out when he trips over the oxygen hose. Match ends in a no contest, and we all lose for having been forced to watch this by Jennie Fenix. I've placed a very elaborate prop bet.
Terri Morasco: Why would there be a squirrel in the building?
Vasco Dias: Fenix runs this show, Morasco. Now shush! Alison is about to talk.
{The lights turn red and red smoke follows on the entrance ramp. "Bulls Of Parade" by Rage Against The Machines start to play and the crowd start chanting "Rising Ace" and "Danger Zone". Nick Danger walk out onto the entrance ramp and red firework light up the entrance ramp. He starts to walk down the ramp giving ramp giving fans high fives and hug some of the younger fans.}
Alison Valance: Making his way to the ring from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania... standing 5'8" tall and weighing in at one hundred ninety-eight pounds... the Rising Ace... Nick Danger!
{Nick walk up the steel steps and enter through the middle rope and stand center of the ring. Nick point an index a index finger at himself and fan chants "NICK RULES!!!" and take off his jacket and toss it to the fans and wait for the match to start fixing his arm sleeve.}
Terri Morasco: That's a great shot of Nick there by our camera crew. He looks laser-focused on this match, Vasco. I think it speaks volumes to the type of competitor Nick is that he said he was looking forward to facing Sky one-on-one, even after having beaten him a few weeks ago in a triple threat match marred somewhat by the interference of Savage By Nature.
Vasco Dias: Yeah, it says he's a fool. Danger wants another shot at Nate Harris, so take your win over Sky and Knight that you already got and move on! If you want to be a major player, you need to act like a major player; and that means letting people like Logan Sky know that they're beneath you.
Terri Morasco: That's not who Nick is, thankfully. He wants to do the right thing by treating everyone with respect and earning another shot at Nate Harris.
Vasco Dias: That sounds exhausting, Morasco. It's way easier to jump on "X" and just talk crap about Nate and the things he cares about until you goad him into a rematch.
{The referee for this contest, Jessica Andrews, ensures both men are ready before calling for the opening bell.}
Ding!
{Sky and Danger both move quickly toward the center of the ring at the sound of the bell, quickly shaking hands before starting to circle each other. They lock up, with the bigger veteran using his height and weight advantage to drive Danger back into a corner. The official calls for a break, which Sky gives cleanly. Nick keeps his focus, seemingly planning his next move as Logan backs off with his hands up to allow Nick out of the corner. They approach each other again, almost touching hands a few times before Nick shoots in to try to take one of Logan's medically repaired knees. The veteran stifles the attempted takedown by dropping a few elbows down on Nick's back. Sky cinches Nick up and lifts him into the air for a suplex. Logan tries for a cover, which Danger easily kicks out of after a count of one. Sky immediately locks Nick into a rear chinlock, burying a knee deep into Danger's back to try to keep the high-flyer grounded. Danger's supporters in the crowd try to rally him as the "Rising Ace" keeps his arms held high in the air with one fist clenched. After a minute trapped in the move, Nick fights his way up and delivers a few elbows to Logan's gut to create some separation. Danger charges the ropes, building momentum to take Sky down with a slingblade!}
{Both men get to their feet, Danger a step quicker than Sky. The younger, quicker Danger is able to use that step to his advantage by catching Logan with a standing dropkick to the mouth! Logan looks to roll toward the ropes, creating better ring positioning for himself in the event of a cover by giving himself two avenues to escape the pin. Danger aggressively pursues, dropping a few stomps on Logan's torso before taking the veteran's leg and draping it over the bottom rope. Nick puts a boot on Logan's ankle, pushing off of it to leap into the air and crash down on the inside of Sky's knee with all of his weight. Logan twists in agony on the canvas, holding his knee. Danger utilizes his quickness and agility to take hold of Logan's left ankle and drop a series of repeated elbows down onto the inside of the left knee, continuing to work the medically repaired body part. Working back into an upright position, Danger steps through Sky's legs, turning "The Machine" over into a sharpshooter! Danger sits down on the hold deep, putting an extreme amount of pressure on Logan's knees and fused spine. Jessica Andrews is on top of things, checking in with Sky to see if he wants to submit. The veteran refuses, despite his suffering.}
Terri Morasco: That move is excruciatingly painful for anyone to be trapped in; but especially so for a man that has gone under the surgeon's knife on numerous occasions, Vasco.
Vasco Dias: If my squirrel doesn't appear soon, I may be out a night's pay on my wager, Morasco. I need Sky to hold on! I don't know that he can though!
Terri Morasco: As good as Nick is in the air, it's easy to sometimes forget how good of a submission expert he can be too.
Vasco Dias: Sky is well aware right now.
{After being tortured in the sharpshooter for well over a minute, Sky gets his arms underneath him and pushes up with a grimace! Sky's supporters in the crowd rally around him, cheering the well-traveled veteran on as he makes a crawl for the ropes. Logan's length helps him get one hand on the ropes. The officially calls for Danger to relinquish the hold, which he promptly does. Sky grabs at his left knee by the ropes as Danger backs off. The official checks to see if Sky wants to continue and he responds affirmatively. Nick moves back in, with Sky trying to move backwards on his ass toward the corner. The wily Sky utilizes a veteran trick, pulling Danger forward face-first into the middle buckle. Logan gets up, still heavily favoring his left leg, and unloads on Nick with some closed fists in the corner. Logan drops a big elbow on the top of Danger's head, delivers a kick to Nick's midsection, then finally turns the submission tables on him by pulling him down into a Guillotine choke!}
Terri Morasco: Danger is in serious trouble, Vasco! Jessica is right there, checking to see if Nick wants to give this up... which might be his only avenue of escape!
Vasco Dias: This is smart by Sky! He's got the bad wheel, but he doesn't need the leg to choke Danger out here!
Terri Morasco: Nick's a fighter; but when you cut off that flow of oxygen to the brain, it's only a matter of time.
Vasco Dias: Sky may have locked this in a little too close to the ropes though, Morasco. He obviously wanted something to both give himself an opportunity to try to rest his leg while also potentially win the match; but he might've been in a little bit too much of a hurry to get there.
{Danger works two hands onto Sky's hips and flips the pile, landing them close enough to the ropes that Danger can touch the ropes for an escape. The official calls for a break, which Sky does in a timely manner. Nick holds his throat, kneeling near the ropes as Sky rolls away and moves to get back to his feet. Logan comes in a boot to Nick's head, rocking Danger. "The Machine" brings Danger up and shoots him across the ring. Logan tries to give chase with a limp; but has to change tactic halfway due to his leg. Sky instead sets his head. Nick counters with a kick to Sky's face to stand him upright. Danger takes a step back and plasters Sky in the face with a "Genesis Kick" to take him down! Nick hauls Logan off the canvas, looking for a Cartwheel Death Valley Driver! Sky has it scouted and lands a few elbows to the side of Nick's head for the block! Logan drops down to a knee, delivering a stinging uppercut to Danger! Nick staggers backward toward the ropes; but he comes right back with a "Danger Zone Lariat" (Rebound Lariat) to take down Sky! Nick digs down deep, shaking his fists in the air as his supporters in the audience cheer him on. Danger heads out to the apron, posting up there as Sky begins to get up. Danger times a leap perfectly, springboarding off the top rope and landing a "Rise and Fall" (Springboard Forearm Smash) on a hobbled Sky just as he turns around! Danger makes a cover, hooking Sky's leg, scoring a three count and a victory! The referee calls for the bell!}
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
{Danger sits up off the cover as "Bulls on Parade" hits.}
Terri Morasco: Nick Danger has done it again, pinning Logan Sky's shoulders to the canvas! He continues to pile up wins with an eye toward earning another match with Nate Harris for the Gladiator Championship!
Vasco Dias: That's great and all, Morasco... for him. We didn't get an oxygen tank or a squirrel though, which wasn't great for my wallet! Where the hell is Jennie!? I want to talk to her during the break about restarting this match, best two-outta-three! And someone find me a squirrel!
Terri Morasco: Good luck... with all of that.
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SEGMENT
Participants: Bryce, Robb, and Abraxes
Let the games Begin
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***Location: Unknown***
{ We open to an extreme close up of Rob Diamond who seems to suddenly shoot awake as the shot begins. }
Rob: What in the balls?
{ He looks around, very bewildered as the last thing he remembers is being in a hospital bed with a fresh bowl of Jello before him. Now? Heās not sure where he is. He looks around his dank surroundings groggily until he comes upon the handcuffs on his left wrist. He follows the chain to the still sleeping face of Bryce de Jager. }
Rob: Goddamit.
{ Bryce now shoots awake very similarly to Rob and looks around just as surprised/shocked as Rob was.}
Bryce: What the absolute fuck..
{Bryce repeats and mirrors Robs motions and then rolls his eyes and lets out a sigh}
Bryce: I thought I left your arse in a dumpster fire.
{Bryce would look at his other wrist similarly chained as he tenses and starts trying to raise his hands to his hair realizing very quickly it ās loose and sighing}
Bryce: Fuck
Rob: Unluckily for you, Iām pretty hard to kill.
{ Both menās eyes start to adjust to their surroundings as we pull back. They are slumped side by side against a moist brick wall. }
Rob: I swear to god if I see a tape recorder and a doll on a tricycle I will complain to managementā¦ Vigorously!
Bryce: And we call that foreshadowingā¦.
{There is thankfully no copyright infringement just yet, as the camera keeps pulling back as Bryce Nudges Rob}
Bryce: Robā¦
{Rob is busy fiddling with the handcuffs as Bryce}
Bryce: Diamondā¦Look up
{Rob isnāt paying attention as Bryce sighs and takes a moment to grab his handcuff chain and pull yanking Rob up a spell and almost headbutting Bryce leading to Rob letting loose a frustrated shout}
Rob: WHAT?!
{Bryce points deeper into the room}
Bryce: Look!
{Cue camera pulling back to reveal a ā¦complicated maze of razorwire framed with wrought iron and a pair of steel doors at the far end that simply reads āEXITā above in a glowing green light.}
Rob: Well this sucks.
{ Rob starts to try and get up and thatās when he and Bryce notice that their ankles are shackled together as well. }
Rob: Youāve got to be kidding me!?
{ Bryce checks at the ankle shackles which are slightly longer to accommodate both menās strides from a standing position. }
Bryce: Somehow this is all your fault.
Rob: Excuse me?
{ Bryce starts to pull himself up which yanks at Robās wrist, forcing him to follow suit. }
Bryce: You pissed off the lunatic in the mask and now weāre locked in a dungeon, explain how this isnāt your fault?
Rob: Fuck you, thatās how.
Bryce: Not my type.
{ Bryce forcibly leads Rob toward the razorwire maze. }
Rob: Looks like a maze.
Bryce: Jesus, I had to get shackled to an idiot.
{ Bryce uses his handcuffed hand to rub at his temples which jerks at Robās own arm. }
Rob: Dude!
Bryce: Iāve got an idea.
Rob: We work together to get through this maze and find our way to safety?
Bryce: Sure.
{ Bryce spins on his heels, grabbing Rob by the shoulders and in one swift movement he sends Diamond as far into the razorwire as the shackles will allow. }
Bryce: Or I make a bridge with your limp body.
{ Rob writhes in the wire as Bryce does exactly what he said and uses Rob to safely begin his journey through the razor hellscape before him. }
Rob: I hate you.
Bryce: Feelingās mutual, now be a good bridge and shut up!
{ Bryce is nearly across Rob but of course heās also reached as far as Robās arm will go which is still a way off from the end of this little maze. Rob starts to try and pull Bryce back but the former isnāt letting him. }
Bryce: Now come on, I think this is going to work.
{ Bryce tries to pull Rob now but Diamond goes limp and the excessive force on Bryceās end causes him to now stumble backward into the razorwire. With a smile on his face, Rob begins to not so subtly crawl across the top of Bryce. }
Rob: Youāre right, this is a great idea.
{ Rob doesnāt make it nearly as far into his journey when Bryce fights back, pushing Diamond off and into the wire but sideways from their intended trek. }
Bryce: Donāt make this harder than it needs to be.
Rob: Somehowā¦ I bet that isnātā¦ The first time youāve said thatā¦ To a man.
{ Bryce scoffs at the low hanging insult and tries to pull Rob up to his feet. Diamond fights back now and the two men break into a full on fist fight inside the razorwire maze. Blood and skin flying everywhere as they just lay into each other. Both men go for a mutual tackle and the momentum takes them through even more of the maze which has turned into more of a clusterfuck of razorwire than anything that could have been traversed with minimal injury. }
Rob: Why do you have to make this so difficult!?
Bryce: Speak for yourself, Old man!
{Rob just stops with what can only be described as an āExcuse me?ā Face which Gives bryce a singular opportunity To push Rob hard into a support somehow freeing the pair of them a bit as Bryce, bloodied and bedraggled starts to use a bit of razor wire to try andā¦.pick his handcuffs yanking Rob back and forth in what is a mockery of teamwork }
Bryce: Cāmon you fuuuuuuuucā¦..
{Itās now Robās turn to return the favor and as he does so, thereās an ominous Creek as the pair of them slam into another support and the pair of them just Freeze and look at the structure around them, Then at each other}
Rob: Youāre not going to runā¦are you?
Bryce: Of course Iām gonna fucking run, keep up!
{The fight is now just a pair of men trying to race each other, badly through a maze they themselves made to be on the brink of collapsing on them, this is going poorly.}
Rob: I think Iām getting a cramp!
{ Bryce rips Rob forward as both men spill out of the razorwire just as the structure collapses behind them. The two just lay there face down in the dust, their blood pooling underneath them. }
Rob: Team work makes the dream work.
Bryce: Do you ever shut up?
Rob: Not when Iām aliveā¦
{ Bryce scoffs as he tears both himself and Rob to their feet. }
Bryce: Look!
{ Bryce points to the door where a key just so happens to be hanging on a hook. }
Bryce: Letās get the fuck out of here before Abraxes starts pumping gas into the room.
Rob: Or sends a puppet riding a tricycle in here that shoots bees out of itās mouth and the bees are hyper sexualized and instead of stinging you they-
Bryce: SHUT UP!
{ Bryce drags them over to the keys and proceeds to undo only his handcuffs and ankle shackles before chucking the key into the pile of rubble and razorwire. }
Bryce: Fuck yourself.
{ Bryce whips the door open before heading out. }
Rob: Iām gonna enjoy beating that pencil dicked bitches ass.
Bryce: Goodluck!
{ Rob turns back to pile and tries to decide if itās worth it to look for the key. }
Rob: Fuck it, I needed a new pair of cuffs anyways.
{ Rob follows after Bryce into the darkness of the outside world. Rob doesnāt catch up with Bryce as the camera watches the two separate figures slowly drift apart into opposite directions. As their shapes get smaller and smaller a much larger shape steps in front of the camera. A shape that can only be described as Monstrous. Then there is the sharp clicking of teeth being slammed together }
Abraxes: Perhaps some hope for such foolish children remains. We shall see.
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SINGLES MATCH
Rini Ishikawa vs Rosa DeLuca
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Allison Valance: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Sapporo, Japan. Weighing in at 115lbs, Rini Ishikawa!
{ The lights dim in the area, and the Imperialtron slowly lights to show a dancing figurine turning slowly in a music box to the soft chimes of a simple melody and the sound of bells tolling in rhythm with the music. After ten seconds, the music suddenly picks up, full of synth. Rini virtually bounces into view, her overcoat swirling around her as she almost runs from one side of the stage to the other, waving with unbridled enthusiasm. Rini keeps beaming smiles and waving all the way down the ramp. She wipes her feet quickly on the outside and climbs between the ropes. }
Terri Morasco: Rini has got a lot to prove in this match and from what sheās said this week, she means to do it.
Vasco Diaz: Sheās got a lot to prove in every match. She needs to take things seriously and stop treating life like a cartoon.
{ Once inside the ring, she strikes a dramatic pose, her left hand on her hip and her right hand forming a sideways V next to her eye, still grinning. She holds the pose for a few beats and then goes to her corner. }
Allison Valance: And her opponent, from Naples, Italy. Weighing in at 152 lbs, she is the Gladiatrix champion, Rosa DeLuca!
Terri Morasco: I am excited for this match. Just two women that love the sport trying to get a win. Itās nice to take it back to basics.
Vasco Diaz: Seems boring to me. Whereās the stakes?
{ The arena goes dark before blue strobe lights flash wildly as "DARKSIDE'' plays in the arena before Rosa De Luca walks through the curtain to a rumble of the crowd extending her arms as the lights go back up. She walks down to the ring and slides into her corner, waiting for the match to start. }
Terri Morasco: The stakes are about proving whoās the superior wrestler? Arenāt you always complaining about too many trappings in wrestling?
Vasco Diaz: Thatās in regards to flipping around and silly gimmicks. Two competitors like this? I need something to keep me awake.
{ Blue Shoes has drawn referee duty. He checks in with both women and Rosa hands off her championship to the time keeper as Allison makes her way clear of the ring. Once he has gotten the all clear from both of them, he signals for the bell to be rung. The two women meet up in the center of the ring and Rosa sticks out a hand to shake. The crowd begins to cheer until Rini lifts her hand and wags a finger at her. The cheering dies off slightly and Rosa looks confused until Rini stands up straight with her arms at her sides and dips into a bow. A slightly relieved smile crosses Rosaās face and she sketches an uncomfortable bow of her own as the crowd starts to cheer again. }
Terri Morasco: And a good display of sportsmanship from both competitors.
Vasco Diaz: I can already feel my eyes growing heavy.
{ Decorum placated, the two women lock up in the center of the ring. The two deceptively powerful wrestlers struggle against each other until Rosaās superior height and weight come into play as she slowly bends the other competitor backwards beneath her superior leverage. Rini struggles to regain control of the lock up, lashing out with some kicks but Rosa leans forward in response and Rini has to abandon the attempts or else risk losing her balance as she is bent backwards. Instead, with a grin, Rini kicks her own feet up to drop back onto the mat. The unexpected movement leaves Rosa unbalanced, allowing the smaller athlete to pull Rosa down, and by planting her legs into Rosaās midsection, monkey flip her over onto the mat. }
Vasco Diaz: Quick thinking by Rini. I can admit sheās no slouch in the power department, but facing off against someone nearly 50 lbs heavier and with over a foot on you? Gotta be smarter then she has been.
Terri Morasco: Not to mention that Rosa is powerful in her own right. But I think both competitors have shown good ring IQ so far.
Vasco Diaz: Terri, donāt use words you donāt know.
{ Rini is quick to follow through, rolling backwards and into a mount on Rosa where she starts raining forearms down on her larger opponent. Rini keeps hand control over Rosaās right hand from their lock up, pulling the arm to one side to give her better access for her mounted forearms. With her dominant arm still controlled, Rosa is left to try and defend herself with her left arm. But with quick thinking, the champ stretches out her arm, which causes Rini to lower herself in an attempt to keep control of her hand. But it only brings the smaller wrestler closer so that Rosa can wrap an arm around Riniās head and trap her in a front headlock. }
Vasco Diaz: Like I was saying, Rini needs to step carefully. She needs to consider Rosaās far superior reach or sheās going to get in trouble.
Terri Morasco:Rini is in a bad way here.
{ Rosa yanks on the hold, clearly trying to make a quick finish to the match as Rini struggles to breakfree. In desperation, Rini shifts to push all of her weight forward so that Rosaās shoulders are pressed against the mat. Blue Shoes goes for a count, but Rosa is able to twist her upper body to lift her shoulder up at the two count while maintaining the hold. Rini shifts her body weight again, trying to put as much of it across Rosaās shoulders as she can to get a pinning predicament once more but the champ is on to her as she squirms in place to ensure that at least one shoulder remains off the mat. Rosa starts trying to roll the two of them over to their sides to give her better leverage on the hold and prevent any pin attempts. But Rini, thinking quickly, pushes herself up, lifting her body vertically in a handstand for a moment before dropping down to plant her knees into Rosaās midsection. This causes the break she needs and the two competitors roll apart to catch their breath. }
Terri Morasco: Quick thinking for Rini to break up that hold!
Vasco Diaz: She better react quickly. Her best chance at success is keeping Rosa grounded.
{ Both women struggle back to their feet, but Rini seems to have recovered quicker even as she presses a hand to her throat. She makes sure not to waste time, running towards Rosa to double the bigger woman over with a Kitchen Sink. With Rosa doubled over from the knee to her midsection, Rini rebounds off the ropes and runs behind her, wrapping her arms around her waist and tossing her with a German suplex. The crowd leaps to their feet with cheers at the impressive feat of strength from the smaller opponent. She doesnāt let up though, rolling back to her feet and dropping down onto Rosa with a standing elbow drop. Rini quickly follows up, rolling onto her hands and knees to deliver a sharp headbutt to the pron Gladiatrix champion and follows up with a cover but once again Rosa throws her arm up, this time shortly after the one count. Rosa tries to fight back to her feet but Rini grabs her and flips her body over with a headlock takeover when they were both on their knees. She cinches her arms tighter, shifting her weight on top of her opponent to keep her in a prone position. }
Terri Morasco: Rini has started to fight through and gain an advantage against her larger opponent.
Vasco Diaz: Keeping things at a technical pace puts things in Riniās advantage but I think that Rosa needs a lot more wearing down before Rini can breathe easy.
{ Rini tightens the hold, but Rosa is struggling against her. She slowly gathers her knees under her, using her powerful legs to give her the leverage to get her arms down and push herself up. But never let it be said that Rini is willing to give up. She curls her body up onto Rosaās back, trying to concentrate as much of her weight in as small a place as possible as she keeps the headlock locked in. }
Terri Morasco: Oh god, Rosa is turning purpleā¦
Vasco Diaz: If she wants to be the champ, it's time to do champ things, Morasco.
{ Even with the smaller wrestler doing her best backpack impression, Rosa slowly powers herself to her feet. She reaches an arm up and manages to wrench one of Riniās arms off to one side, folding it behind her back. But Riniās dogged determination is on full display, keeping the headlock in place with the one arm sheās got. Rosa slowly rises upright, pulling herself to her knees even as Rini hangs from her head. The champion's head is tilted back, doing everything she can to release the hold as she slowly steps one foot forward. Rini shouts out in Japanese, trying to drape her body back to increase the pressure on the hold, but Rosaās grip on her left arm prevents her from being entirely successful. Finally, with an audible scream, Rosa pushes herself to her feet and uses her impressive strength to flip the smaller competitor around her head. At the same time, she chicken wings Riniās other arm before collapsing backwards to pull Riniās body into her knees. }
Terri Morasco: I canāt believe it!
Vasco Diaz: Rosa De Luca was able to get Rini up into that elevated double chicken wing she likes to employ and drop her down into a gutbuster! Ay dios mio I canāt believe it!
{ The two women lay in a heap near each other, both clearly exhausted from the ordeal that just took place. Rosa is the first to stir, but only enough to shift her shoulder under her. She wiggles just enough to turn her body over and throw an arm across Riniās midsection. Blue Shoes drops down to the mat for the count, but at a three count, Rini is able to kick out of the lackadaisical pin. However, Rosa does not let that stop her. She shifts her body, wrapping her arm around Riniās neck to lock in a sleeper hold on the smaller opponent. }
Terri Morasco: Rosa with a quick pinfall attempt but itās not enough. Now sheās got Rini in a choke hold but with how close they are to the ropes, I donāt know if thatās the wisest choice.
Vasco Diaz: Thatās because you donāt know what you are talking about, Morasco.
{ Rosa does not attempt to shift her weight into position to trap Rini, content to keep her in the hold as she locks her arm around her smaller opponent's throat. Blue Shoes is down on the mat, checking to see if Rini gives up even as she struggles to break free from the hold, flailing her body around. Rosa shuts her eyes tightly and we see her mouth moving as she prays in Italian as she tries to keep the hold in tight until finally Rini is able to hook her foot on the rope in her desperate attempts to escape. Blue Shoes turns to Rosa and commands her to break the hold which she does so instantly before rolling to her feet. }
Vasco Diaz: You see, Morasco, De Luca would have been fine with winning that way, but she was using the hold to catch a breather. Youād know that if you ever spent any time between the ropes.
Terri Morasco: I think my years in this business has granted me some idea..
Vasco: Sure, Terri.
{ True to Vascoās words, Rosa is quicker to her feat. Her chest heaves with exhaustion, but it appears she has recovered enough from the extended time stuck in the headlock from Rini. Rini, perhaps wisely, pulls herself to her feet with the assistance of the ropes which keeps her opponent from pressing the assault right away. But once Blue Shoes checks in with her and she gives the all clear, Rosa is on her like a shot. Rosa keeps herself from closing with Rini, having learned to beware the smaller womanās technical skill. Instead she peppers her with a combination of strikes, laying into her with forearms and kicks. She uses her superior reach to lash out at Ishikawa. Rini does her best to block, but when she blocks high, Rosa goes low. Eventually, Rini crouches down, using her smaller size to limit the strike range. But Rosa seems to have planned for that, rushing in to pick Rini up into the air and plant her back into the mat with a powerslam. Rini clutches at her back, but pushes herself back to her feet with a shout, only to get caught with a full nelson slam this time. }
Vasco Diaz: And now Rosa is in the driverās seat!
Terri Morasco: But Riniās never say die attitude is fully on display!
{ Rosa looks at Rini, clearly considering a cover before she shakes her head stiffly. She pushes herself to her feet before stalking towards Rini. She reaches down and grabs the smaller woman by her arm and slowly drags her to her feet. But, once Rini has her feet under her she grabs hold of Rosaās wrist and tosses her to the mat with a hip drop! }
Terri Morasco: Rini is fighting back!
{ Rini shouts to the crowd, who explode in cheers for her. She grips Rosaās wrist in both of her hands, bending over as she uses all of her energy and power to lift the taller woman to her feet and whip her into the turnbuckle. The crowd gets to their feet, cheering on the underdog as Rini runs to the opposite corner. She points a finger gun in Rosaās direction before flashing the peace sign around her eye as she calls for the Kaguyaās tears. }
Terri Morasco: This is it!
Vasco Diaz: She will be insufferableā¦
{ Rini charges forward, running full tilt towards the limp form of Rosa in the corner. The crowd is cheering on their feet. But as Rini leaps into the air to bring her knees to bear, suddenly Rosa pushes off the turnbuckle. She lunges forward, both hands wrapping around Riniās throat to catch her in mid air and slam her down into the mat with her body collapsing ontop of Riniās. }
Terri Morasco: What?!
Vasco Diaz: Ciao Belle! Ciao Belle out of nowhere!
{ Blue shoes slides into position as Rosaās body lays on top of Rinis for the count. The crowd counts along as his hand slaps into the mat once, twice, three times. He leaps to his feet and singles for the bell. }
Allison Valance: Your winner by pinfallā¦ Rosa De Luca!
{ DARKSIDE by Neoni thumps through the arena as the crowd applauds the champions victory. Blue shoes crouches on the mat, checking on both women as they both lay in a heap, completely spent from the ordeal they had just both gone through. }
Terri Morasco: An unbelievably hard fought match between both competitors. I donāt think either one has anything to feel bad about.
Vasco Diaz: I mean the loser has something to feel bad about.
Terri Morasco: Shut up, Vasco.
{ Slowly, every so slowly both women struggle up to their knees as the crowd remains standing, clapping and cheering both of them on. Rosa, holding onto the back of her neck, shifts to face Rini before giving her a bow from a kneeling position. Rini, who has also pushed herself to a kneeling position, wobbling in place as she holds the front of her throat returns the bow and offers out her hand. The two competitors clasp hands and bow to each other once more before Rosa folds her fingers in with Riniās and lifts both their hands above their head as the crowd explodes in appreciation before the camera fades out on the two of them. }
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SEGMENT
Participant: Dean Harper
Word Limit 2000
Dean Harper Reflects On His Murder Revenge Tour Matches So Far & Future Plans
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{Dean is sitting casually in his living room vaping as the sounds of āHOT TO GO!ā by Chappell Roan plays in the background.}
Dean Harper: Iām just gonna be upfront real quick about something people seem to be forgetting. I am not the one who started this whole gauntlet of fighting The Murder. I get you were busy training or fucking or whatever. But this whole thing? Not my idea. Despite what people have been saying.
{Dean leans back on the couch.}
Dean Harper: This whole thing started because I put my hands on Rowan. I put her and the two Murder members who happened to be in the room at the time in the hospital. I let Fowler take the fall for it. Teamed up with April for the Hier to the Throne thing. Fowler revealed it was me, I kicked April in the face. Then the WHOLE rest of the murder decided to put together a āKill Deanā or āDean must dieā or 'Revengeā thing.
{Dean shrugs.}
Dean Harper: Listen up, and listen good. Lean in real close for this, okay?
{Dean motions and the camera zooms in on his face.}
Dean Harper: I donāt hate women, let's get that straight. I believe a womanās place is wherever the fuck she wants it to be. I donāt think they are weak or should be at home barefoot in the kitchen. Hell, I literally worshipped the ground Rowan walked on for my entire career. Women's power and all that. But politics and my weird mommy issues aside. This isnāt about that. This is about stepping into that ring, handling business, and doing what I do best.
{Dean smirks}
Dean Harper: Which is winning. You see, they started this mess. Theyāre the ones who ran their mouth threatening me and my now ex-husband. They attacked me first, Rowan stated multiple times she was going to kill me and take my son from me. She threw down the challenge and made it personal. Vivienne is the one who was calling for my head on a platter. Her bigot of a husband was dropping slurs and threatening Warren. I simply responded. Now, because Iām currently three for three we want to act like this is gender politics.
{Dean shook his head.}
Dean Harper: I beat Pandora who held her own pretty well. I beat Vivienne who did okay. And Shea was closest to winning. Jesus Christ Warren. She signed up for the match, she set the terms. Man the fuck up and let her handle it.
{Dean throws his hands up in the air.}
Dean Harper: I feel like Iām the only one who gives this girl-gang any proper respect. If I laid down and cried about not wanting to fight a woman like a little bitch would that make everyone feel happier? Or would I still be a tool? Canāt we just agree women are just as capable? Isnāt that why there is intergender wrestling in this fucking company? Pick a fucking side and stop babying the womenās division. If they want to play in the pool, let them.
{Dean pushes the camera back.}
Dean Harper: I gotta give credit where itās dueāShea, you brought the fight, no question about it. You went toe-to-toe with me, and I respect that. Not many can hang in that ring the way you did. Every hit, every counter, you pushed me to my limits, and Iāve gotta admit, I liked it.
{Dean winked.}
Dean Harper: Youāve got this fire in you, Shea, something thatās hard to ignore. Maybe it's just me, but thereās something more than just competition when youāre standing across from me. You put up one hell of a fight, and I canāt help but appreciate everything about it. Would have been nice to see how that would have played out if your biggest simp hadnāt gotten involved. But it did clear up for me it wasnāt you being the problem in our marriage. It was him. Him and his inability to take accountability for his own actions and the roving eye always looking for the green pasture. So sorry for that assumption. My bad.
{Dean sighs.}
Dean Harper: But next week I get the least convinced member of the murder. Yey. go me. But if we can all remember when I step into that ring, itās not about genderāit's about handling business. And if you come at me, you better believe Iām coming right back. They wanted this fight, and Iām here to finish it. Simple as that. No excuses. No apologies.
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MAIN EVENT
SINGLES MATCH
Caroline Machado vs Shea OāHara
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Allison Valance: The following is scheduled for one fall!
Vasco Diaz: Here we are. The main event.
Terri Morasco: This could be something special!
{ The lights go out, and the crowd eagerly awaits the entrance of Caroline Machado. We hear the sound of her distinctive, goofy chuckle reverberate throughout the arena. And then, as if on cue... }
"Hi!!!"
{ A burst of pyro goes off, and the crowd leaps to its feet as Caroline bursts out from behind the curtain! With a smile on her face and eyes twinkling like diamonds, the Brazilian is bathed in a sea of green and gold lighting effects as Dua Lipa's "Dance the Night" starts playing. She dances on the stage to the track's first verse, taking in the moment around her. }
"Baby, you can find me under the lights
Diamonds under my eyes
Turn the rhythm up, don't you wanna just
Come along for the ride?
Ooh, my outfit so tight
You can see my heartbeat tonight
I can take the heat, baby, best believe
That's the moment I shine
'Cause every romance shakes and it bends
Don't give a damn
When the night's here, I don't do tears
Baby, no chance
I could dance, I could dance, I could dance"
{ Caroline takes a bouncy stroll down the ramp and high-fives fans along the way, her bubbly and cheerful exterior shining through and through as the chorus kicks in. She hops and jives around the ring, soaking in the atmosphere before hopping on the apron and eventually over the top rope. The ring also becomes bathed in that green and gold hue as confetti shoots out from all four ringposts. }
"Watch me dance, dance the night away
My hŠµart could be burnin', but you won't see it on my face
Watch me dancŠµ, dance the night away (Uh-huh)
I'll still keep the party runnin', not one hair out of place
Lately, I been movin' close to the edge
Still be lookin' my best
I stay on the beat, you can count on me
I ain't missin' no steps..."
{ The Brazilian kips up to all four corners and salutes the cheering crowd, smiling from ear to ear as she does so. As the lights return to normal, Caroline's bubbliness turns into a calm, warrior-like vibe as she waits for the match to start. }
Allison Valance: First down to the ring, standing at 5ā6āā, weighing in at 135 pounds from Rio de Janiero, Brazilā¦ Caroline Machado!
Vasco Diaz: Caroline had a lot to say leading up to this match. She is very disappointed in how Shea has come into her own.
Terri Morasco: You have to consider Caroline was a fan.
āCheck? Okay.ā
{The Imperialtron comes to life with a green ECG beep, then a white one and an orange one, then an Irish tricolour fourth beat which transitions a flatline, replaced by a stronger, bolder, more assertive identity in uncompromising gold against the black: SHEA OāHARA. The crowd erupt into a mixture of cheers and boos as a renewed ball of energy, Shea OāHara explodes through the curtain. She surveys the electric crowd for a moment.
The crowd show no signs of dipping in their energy as they are greeted by the fiery redhead in shades and scarlet leather jacket. Taking centre stage, Shea plants her feet firmly, bouncing into a slight squat as she throws up the ādevil hornsā on each hand. The gesture is coordinated with the start of the chorus of āComing For Bloodā by Eva Under Fire (featuring From Ashes To New) as a trio of small intermittent flame pyros are set off on either side of her.
Shea then sprints to the ring, sliding under the ropes, where she bounces up to her feet and runs to the ropes, playing to the camera as she places her left foot on the bottom rope, bouncing before throwing up the ādevil hornsā on her right hand again, triggering yellow sparkling pyro explosions from each turnbuckle either side of her.
The crowd remains vocal even as she removes her jacket and shades. The lights return to normal and the music fades.}
Allison Valance: Second down to the ring, standing at 5ā6āā and weighing in at 135 pounds from Cork, Irelandā¦your Queenās Gambit holderā¦Shea OāHara!
Vasco Diaz: Look at her. Doesnāt she look happier now than she used to?
Terri Morasco: Sheās turned on her principles.j
{Both competitors lock up in a collar-and-elbow tie-up, but Shea quickly shows her speed, slipping behind Caroline into a waistlock. Caroline counters with a hip toss, but Shea rolls through, landing on her feet with a showboat flip that dazzles the crowd. Shea bounces off the ropes and attempts a calf kick, but Caroline catches her leg and transitions into a lightning-fast waistlock takedown, grounding Shea early.}
Vasco Diaz: Caroline is trying to impress.
Terri Morasco: If she ends this early it will look better for her.
{Caroline works to apply a reverse chinlock, but Shea manages to escape by slipping under and twisting her body out of Caroline's grip. Shea kips up and lands a quick dropkick that sends Caroline staggering into the corner.}
Crowd: Ooooh!
Vasco Diaz: That had to hurt.
Terri Morasco: Shea is back on the offensive.
{Shea presses her advantage, pulling Caroline to her feet and delivering a crisp snap suplex. Wasting no time, she climbs the ropes and goes for a springboard hurricanrana, but Caroline catches her in mid-air, using her MMA instincts to reverse the move into a sit-out powerbomb!}
Vasco Diaz: Boo!
Terri Morasco: Good for her.
{Caroline, sensing an opportunity, follows up with a series of hard strikes and a hammerlock takedown, attempting to wear down Sheaās arm and set up for her submission moves. She transitions into the Cavar! Cavar! Cavar! triangle choke, trapping Shea in the center of the ring.}
Vasco Diaz: Caroline is getting an advantage here.
Terri Morasco: Trying to get Shea to tap out.
{Shea grimaces in pain, but her resilience kicks in. She starts shifting her body, using her legs to kick and gain leverage, eventually rolling Caroline over to force the break. The crowd erupts, and both women get to their feet, briefly eyeing each other.}
Vasco Diaz: Letās go!
Terri Morasco: Maybe thereās a level of respect here now?
{Caroline, growing confident, tries to take control again with a suplex, but Shea blocks it and counters with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. The impact leaves Caroline clutching her back in pain. Shea seizes the moment, delivering a running bulldog, planting Caroline face-first into the mat.}
Vasco Diaz: on her face!
Terri Morasco: You are too excited by that.
{With Caroline down, Shea signals to the crowd and attempts to finish things with her high-flying Rock & Roll. She soars off the top rope in a beautiful arc, but Caroline rolls out of the way just in time, leaving Shea crashing to the mat hard!}
Vasco Diaz: Ouch.
Terri Morasco: that had to hurt.
{Caroline, sensing victory, wastes no time locking in her Jogo, Conjunto, Jogo! (Game, Set, Match!), catching Shea in a reverse hurricanrana into a kimura! Shea writhes in agony, the pain evident on her face as Caroline cranks on the submission. The crowd is on the edge of their seats as Shea fights to escape, refusing to give up.}
Vasco Diaz: Another attempt to get Shea to tap out here.
Terri Morasco: Caroline is dedicated here.
{Summoning her last reserves of strength, Shea uses her flexibility and leg power to roll through the hold, reversing the pressure and slipping free. Caroline, stunned, struggles to get to her feet as Shea shakes off the damage.
Now it's Shea's turn.
Shea grabs Caroline's leg, dragging her to the center of the ring. She steps over and spins into position, locking in her deadly Headliner (Spinning Inverted Figure 4 Leglock)! Caroline's eyes widen as the pain shoots through her legs and lower back, the unique pressure of the submission taking its toll.}
Crowd: āTap! Tap! Tap!ā
Vasco Diaz: Do it. Tap out like Elon Musk deleting his tweet offering to impregnate Taylor Swift after Travis Kelvey threatened him like a little bitch.
Terri Morasco: ā¦What the fuck are you even saying?
{Caroline desperately tries to fight out, but Shea tightens the hold, wrenching on Caroline's legs with a determined expression. Caroline claws at the mat, trying to reach the ropes, but sheās too far. Her face contorts in agony as she tries to endure, but the pain becomes too much.
Caroline taps out!
Bell rings.}
Allison Valance: Here is your winner by submission, Shea O'Hara!
Vasco Diaz: Hells yeah! Shea put her money where her mouth is!
Terri Morasco: Poor Caroline.
{Shea stands up high as her music plays. She smirks down at Caroline before the graphic for sacrifice flashes.}
Well howdy there pardner.