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Post by Riley Gordon on May 24, 2016 3:36:21 GMT
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SEGMENT
“Pleasure Doing Business”
---------------------------------------------------------- {Steve Awesome comes walking into the backstage area of the arena. He has his duffel bag over his shoulder, he looked angry and determined and he keeps his gaze straight, he had a goal to night. Tiffany Jones comes running up to him.}Tiffany Jones: Last week you took a Diamond Cutter from your best friend Rob Diamond, what is going through your mind here tonight as you arrive at the arena? {Steve Awesome stopped for a moment to answer her question.}Steve Awesome: Maybe I deserved it. Maybe I didn't. But it looks like my best friend Rob Diamond wants to start a fight...... {He shook his said. He wasn't looking forward to the idea of it but he accepted the fact that it was going to happen one way or another.}Tiffany Jones: But what about the health reports, all the concussions? {Steve just shrugs his shoulders.}Steve Awesome: If Rob Diamond wants to start a fight, then I WILL be the one to finish it....before somebody gets hurt.....or worse..... {And with that Steve Awesome keeps walking down the hall and he stops in front of Verona's office. Steve doesn't bother knocking, instead he just barges in. Verona looks up at him with a sly grin.}Roberto Verona: Well if it isn't my little career killer now.....what can I do for you Steve? {Awesome didn't laugh, instead he walks right up to Verona's desk.}Steve Awesome: I am not a career killer.....in fact I'm here to stop all this before it goes to far. I want out. {Verona looks a bit surprised.}Roberto Verona: You want out? No one is forcing you to do this, but if you leave now I'll have no choice but to get the law suit organized.... {Steve shrugs and nods his head.}Steve Awesome: Fine.....do it......I don't care anymore. It's not worth destroying my best friend. Id rather be crushed by debt then see Rob in a wheel chair. {Verona smiles an evil grin.}Roberto Verona: That is very noble of you Steven, but I have to be honest with you when I say {I'm not ready to give up all this fun with you, not when were this close to the final chapter.
Awesome just glares at him.}Roberto Verona: So here is what were going to do.....I'll offer you a deal. If you sign Rob's unsanctioned match contract and WIN, then I'll terminate your contract. Steve Awesome: And what if I lose? Roberto Verona: Well let's just say, I hope you like to hula..... {Steve Awesome mulls it over in his head.}Roberto Verona: Take it or leave it.... Steve Awesome: Have I ever told you that your a bastard?
{Roberto nods his head.}
Roberto Verona: Many times.......pleasure doing business with you.
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SINGLES MATCH
Kate Steele vs Sara Garcia
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Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall…
{“Over You” by Girlicious plays throughout the arena. Seventeen seconds into the song, Paige and Sara come out to a negative reaction as they holds their hand in the air above their heads, their index fingers pointed down at themselves as they do a quick spin around before walking down to the ring, talking themselves up to all of those in attendance and everyone watching at home.}
Alison Valance: Accompanied to the ring by Paige Garcia, from San Diego, California, weighing 135 pounds…SARA Garcia!
{The two sisters jump up on the apron, posing for the crowd, showing off their beauty before each sitting on the middle rope and swinging their legs to the left, pulling the rest of their bodies in as well. They pose again for the crowd who boo as the two talk strategy for the match.}
Terri Morasco: This match was asked for by Sara Garcia after what Kate tried to do to Paige a couple of weeks ago.
Vasco Dias: That was despicable. Sara wants revenge, and Kate better watch out.
Alison Valance: And her opponent…
{Monster by Paramore begins to blare all across the sound system and as it does Kate Steele along with her husband Todd Warren begins to emerge from the back curtain. Kate has a huge smile on her face as she stares at the roaring crowd who are all cheering her on. She begins to sprint down the aisle as she claps the hands of outstretched fans.}
Alison Valance: From Berkshire, England, weighing in at 110 pounds...KATE...STEEEELE!!!
{Kate finally makes it to the ring and she quickly runs up the ring steps as she grabs the turnbuckle as hard as she can. She immediately leap frogs over the ropes and bounces about before she points at the crowd cheering her on. She closes her eyes placing a single finger over her lips offering the Shhhh sound which all the fans follow in. She takes her place in the corner afterwards waiting for the match to begin.}
Terri Morasco: Kate tried to end Paige’s career a couple of weeks ago, hence this match. She came up with a loss last week against Shea O’Hara.
Vasco Dias: That she did. She doesn’t deserve that shot anyway after her actions.
{The two women square up in the center of the ring, Kate just smiling, Sara walking up with a vicious scowl on her face, yells something at Kate who yells something back, only to have the taste slapped right out of her mouth, spinning her around. As she turns back to Sara, she’s taken down where Sara unleashes right hands on the unsuspecting former Shieldmaiden.}
Terri Morasco: A vicious slap, and streak by Sara Garcia as she’s finally pulled off by the referee.
Vasco Dias: Good, Kate deserves it.
{Paige cheers her sister on as Sara pulls the referee’s arm from around her waist and heads back for more offense, but it’s quickly ended by a straight kick to the face by Kate, dropping Sara to the mat, holding her face.}
Terri Morasco: A straight shot there by Steele.
Vasco Dias: That poor pretty face.
{Kate gets up and goes on the offensive, pulling Sara to her feet and hitting a quick Suplex, floating into the cover, only getting a one count. Kate starts stomping away at Sara who rolls out of the ring to her sister who checks on her while glaring up at Kate who is backed up by the referee.}
Terri Morasco: Kate with a vicious streak of her own!
Vasco Dias: Probably looking to kill someone again…
{Kate swings the referee out of the way and leans out to grab Sara when Paige hits her with a huge forearm as the referee just starts turning around after being shoved!}
Terri Morasco: Holy shot to the face!!!
Vasco Dias: Take that wench!
Terri Morasco: Unbiased…
Vasco Dias: Pfft.
{Kate falls back as Sara rolls back into the ring. She climbs the corner to the second turnbuckle before leaping off and hitting Kate with a Missile Dropkick! Sara gets to her feet and waits for Kate, stalking her she waits for Kate to stand, and turns, Sara hitting her right in the face with the “Knockout Kiss”!!}
Terri Morasco: Sara has all the momentum here after that shot by Paige on the outside.
Vasco Dias: She’s proving herself tonight against a former Shieldmaiden.
{Sara grabs hold of Kate by the hair and pulls her into the “All About Me” (Rack Attack). Kate struggles and wriggles free, pushing Sara into the ropes. Sara rebounds and Kate looks for a Front Dropkick, but Sara grabs hold of her legs, Kate’s head bouncing off the mat. Sara then locks her in the modified Scorpion Cross-Lock she calls the “Bow to the Queen”!}
Vasco Dias: BOW TO THE QUEEN!!!
Terri Morasco: She’s got it locked on in the center of the ring.
{Kate struggles in the center of the ring. She has nowhere to go and is forced to tap out in the center of the ring as the bell rings.}
Alison Valance: Here is you winner...SARA...GARCIAAAAAA!!
{“Over You” plays as Paige comes in to celebrate as both sisters put the boots to Kate Steele, kicking her out of the ring before hugging each other as the show goes to commercial.}
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SEGMENT
”End of the Line X2”
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Terri Morasco: Moving right along we've got the…
{Before Terri can finish her statement “Man Of Constant Sorrow” by Charm City Devils hits and the crowd erupts with cheers as Jake Keeton steps through the curtain, not dressed to compete but clad in jeans and a plain white t-shirt. He walks to the ring with purpose before grabbing a mic and sliding into the ring. He takes the center of the ring and waits for the crowd to die down before speaking.}
Jake Keeton: I could drag this out and ramble on but let's just cut to the chase. You all know what I want and that's the biggest pile of chicken shit that ever stepped into a wrestling ring, JJ Biggs.
{The mere mention of “The Featured Attraction” has the boo birds singing and Jake nods his head in approval of the reaction.}
Vasco Dias: These people have no taste.
Terri Morasco: I'm booing right along with them in my head.
Jake Keeton: Seems like ya’ll hate the son of a bitch just as much as I do. Well he wants to end my career and I'm gonna let him so to speak.
{The boos grow even louder.}
Terri Morasco: What's he talking about?
Vasco Dias: He's probably about to tell us if these people would shut up.
Jake Keeton: See when I resigned with IWF a few months ago it was a 6 match deal. Well if my math is correct I've got one left on my contract and that match will be at Night of the Immortals next week against JJ Biggs! When the smoke clears. Win or lose this will not only be my last match in IWF but it will be my last match ever. I’ve decided to officially retire for good but not until I get my hands on Biggs.
Terri Morasco: This is huge! Jake Keeton is retiring at Night of the Immortals.
{Some fans cheer that Keeton will finally get his hands on Biggs while others begin a “Please don’t go!” chant.}
Jake Keeton: When I came back I didn’t know how long it would be for but even though this run has been successful and I’ve picked up some huge wins I feel like it’s time for me to hang it up for good while I’m still healthy enough to enjoy the rest of my life. Who knows I may hit up the powers that be and work as an agent or….
{"Voices" by Disturbed hits, rudely interrupting Jake Keeton and infuriating the fans. The curtain is brushed aside as "The Featured Attraction" steps out onto the stage, clad in a pair of faded blue jeans and a black t-shirt. He has a smirk on his face as he slowly makes his way down the ramp. The boos increased with each step, reaching almost deafening decibels. In the ring, Jake Keeton is standing firm, bent forward with his hands on his knees. He raises his microphone-less hand and motions for Biggs to get in the ring, fire and rage burning in his eyes. He looks like a lion that hasn't been on the hunt in days, eyeing his prey and begging for the opportunity to take it down.}
Terri Morasco: Jake Keeton, a respected veteran of this business, one of the founding fathers, in my opinion, was having a deep moment in the ring and this, excuse my language, asshole felt the need to interrupt.
Vasco Dias: You're supposed to be impartial, Terri!
Terri Morasco: I don't want to hear it, I want Biggs to get to the ring so Keeton can tear him a new one.
{But that's not going to happen -- instead, JJ stops about halfway down and shakes his head. The crowd boos even louder; and a chant of "You're a pussy! You're a pussy!" starts, acknowledging JJ's refusal to enter the ring. He looks at the crowd with disbelief before waving his hand, signaling for his music to end. As it does, he reaches into his back pocket and lifts a microphone.}
JJ Biggs: First off, you do not disrespect me like that. The only thing you should be chanting is my name, because I (beep) deserve it!
{Booooooooooooo! The crowd quickly answers back with a "Keeton! Keeton! Keeton!" chant, which sounds like a thunderous roar as everyone in the damn crowd is joining in on it. Jake is in the ring with a shit-eating grin on his face as he looks at all of his adoring fans. His smirk quickly fades as he locks eyes on JJ, who cannot believe what he is hearing.}
JJ Biggs: You -- damn, forget it, all of your mothers drank shine and injected heroin during their pregnancies, it won't do me any goods to try to talk some sense into you all.
Terri Morasco: Real classy, JJ, what a stand-up guy he is!
JJ Biggs: Jake, honestly, do you really think anyone cares that you're retiring? You're yesterday's news; you've become nothing more than a "Did You Know?" trivia tidbit in an old wrestling card game. Your career is over, was over, years ago, but like most in this business, you failed to notice when the door closed and the time to walk away passed you by. And here you are, getting caught up in family drama and losing your cool, week after week, annoying the diehard fans that want to watch wrestling. Instead, you've effectively turned this program into a soap opera, way to go, chump.
Terri Morasco: He turned it into a soap opera? JJ's the one that involved Jake's family from the get-go. He's to blame for the level of personal anger that Jake is feeling.
Jake Keeton: For once in your life; grow some balls, stop talking, and get in this ring so I can whip your ass. I'm not getting involved in your mind games. Man up, I'm standing right here, we don’t have to wait for Night of the Immortals!
{JJ points a finger to his chest, looking shocked and unsure if Jake is talking to him or someone else. He looks around at the crowd, they are cheering wildly for Jake's wish to start the fight. JJ shrugs and takes a couple of heavy steps towards the ring. He reaches the bottom of the ramp, but stops right there, shaking his head once more as the crowd boos loudly.}
JJ Biggs: No. I'm a businessman and a professional. As you announced before I made my triumphant appearance, you and I are going to dance at Night of the Immortals. There's no point for me to come into the ring. Why should I, Jake? I've been one step ahead of you from the beginning. I've outsmarted you over and over. We will fight when I want to fight, which isn't tonight, so again, I say "no."
Vasco Dias: JJ has a point, keep the fans wanting more, that's business!
Terri Morasco: Yeah, I know you don't buy into that, Vasco. He's scared, he wants no part of Jake when it's a fair fight.
JJ Biggs: Our match, Jake, it's going to be huge. I hate you. You hate me. It's going to be your last match. And, yes, it's going to be "The Featured Attraction's" last match.
Vasco Dias: What?
Terri Morasco: Really?
{The crowd falls silent for a moment, not truly realizing the weight of the announcement. Jake Keeton looks a little shocked himself as he stares back at JJ. Biggs shrugs a little before raising the microphone to his lips.}
JJ Biggs: I came back for one reason -- and that was to get my hands on Jake Keeton. I've done everything I need to do in this business. And at Night of the Immortals, it'll be Jake Keeton against JJ Biggs -- for the first time, the last time and the only time. And after that, I'm out, off into the sunset.. it's kind of fitting, too, because Jake Keeton's announcement wasn't going to get any publicity. But now that mine is out there, well, you're welcome, Jake. You'll see your name back in the headlines again. And it won't be because your son beats on women.
Terri Morasco: Oh, here we go! That was the last straw!
Vasco Dias: Get out of there, JJ!
{Jake Keeton lunges through the middle rope and lands on his feet outside the ring. JJ drops his mic and steps right into Jake, and both men are going back and forth with rights and left. Right! Left! Right! JJ blocks a left from Keeton and nails Jake with a series of punches right to his face. Keeton staggers back into the ring apron and JJ continues the attack. He knees Jake in the midsection before lifting him up and holding him in a bear-hug position. He charges forward and slams Keeton back first into one of the ring posts. Keeton falls to a knee, arching his back in obvious pain. Biggs takes a few steps back and waits patiently as Keeton rises to his feet. JJ charges in looking for a Clothesline, but Keeton ducks it and JJ catches nothing but the steel pole. JJ spins around, clutching his arm, and Keeton catches him with a beautiful Spinning Leg Kick, which causes Biggs to stumble back and fall over the barricade, into the crowd.}
Terri Morasco: These guys are going at it, JJ may have lost a couple of teeth after that shot.
Vasco Dias: Where's security?! Never there when you need them.
{Jake charges forward and leaps up onto the barricade before hitting double axe handle smash to the back of Biggs head as he was trying to stand. Keeton begins kicking and stomping at Biggs who is trying to run but Jake gives chase as they reach the second level of the arena. JJ grabs the door to a section of box seats and the high class fans all frantically rush out as Keeton tries to enter but JJ slams the door in his face causing Jake to stagger backwards. Again Keeton runs forward this time kicking the door open and diving onto Biiggs who falls back into a couch as Jake rains down punches. The fans seeing this on the big screen are cheering wildly.}
Terri Morasco: They’re fighting in the high dollar seats and Jake Keeton is taking it to JJ Biggs!
Vasco Dias: Security needs to put a stop to this!
{Jake gets up off of Biggs and walks over to a table where a bottle of champagne sits in a bucket of ice. He takes the bottle of champagne and pops the cork spraying it in the face of Biggs before taking a swig from the bottle and then smashing it over Biggs head as security finally arrives. Keeton throws his hands up and smiles as he looks down at Biggs for is slumped back on the couch bloody and unconscious.}
Vasco Dias: Oh now he’s done after he hit JJ with that bottle like some kind of thug.
Terri Morasco: Or a man who has been pushed to his limits.
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MAN OF STEEL MATCH
If Zasshu wins he gets a Man of Steel Championship rematch against Ryan Shane.
Zasshu vs Muru
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Vasco Dias: I really don’t understand this next match, Zasshu is easily the single best Man of Steel Champion we have ever had and he has to earn his rematch?
Terri Morasco: If he had just asked for one Ryan Shane would have given it to him.
Vasco Dias: Zasshu doesn’t need to ask for anything! He just takes whatever he wants!
Terri Morasco: And that mentality is why he’s stepping into the ring with a world renowned legend in Muru-
Vasco Dias: Legend!? Where!? JFK Middle School back in Detroit!
Terri Morasco: I don’t think that’s a real school.
Vasco Dias: I don’t think this little twerp is a legend. I hope Zasshu does exactly what he said he’s going to do and make this Muru’s last match!
{ Up on the tron a picture of the earth is seen. The earth then explodes as pyro and explosions fill the arena. The entrance ramp is filled with smoke as "Handshakes To Fist Fights" by Devour The Day begins to play. Muru then walks out through the smoke and makes his way down the ramp. Along the way to the ring he slaps the hands of a few fans and then he slides into the ring. Once in the ring he gets to his feet and raises his hands to the air as the crowd cheers. }
Vasco Dias: Listen to these idiots playing right into this never was’ crap!
Terri Morasco: Think what you want but Muru has wrestled all over the world. He’s been in the ring with some of the best that have ever laced up a pair of boots.
Vasco Dias: And he’s beaten how many of them?
Terri Morasco: Winning and losing-
Vasco Dias: Is everything! And I’m sick of this mentality that it’s all about the IWC idiots in the crowd! This guy may be a legend to the three hundred pound morons recording a podcast at home but to me and Zasshu and Laura Howlett? He’s a victim!
Terri Morasco: Put him down all you want but Muru never backs down from a fight. Win or lose he has met every challenge head on and has always given everything he has to the fans. Muru is a legend in this business and deserves the same respect as a Spike Kane or an Angel Blake.
{ The arena lights dim to a low hue as a golden spot light shines on the stage, the opening to Trivium's "Villainy Thrives" begins to play as the golden light strobes to the piano. Once the song kicks into gear Zasshu comes exploding out from the stage with a burst of pyro and to boos from the crowd. He lands in a crouched position and looks all around before standing up ripping the Invictus Championship off from around his waist and throwing it up in the air over his head. Laura Howlett marches out from the back and walks beside Zasshu as they head toward the ring. Zasshu sprints ahead of her and springs off a trampoline over the top rope and front flipping before landing on his feet, the Invictus Championship still being held up over his head as Laura Howlett claps from the outside. }
Vasco Dias: That right there is a real legend, a real champion and one of the best in the world today!
Terri Morasco: I won’t take anything away from Zasshu but it’s hard to believe he would have made it this far without Laura Howlett by his side.
Vasco Dias: It doesn’t matter how he got to where he is, it only matters that he is where he is.
Terri Morasco: So what happens if Muru wins?
Vasco Dias: Well since it’s not going to happen? Absolutely nothing. Zasshu is going to dominate Muru and go on to recapture the Man of Steel Championship and be the first man to hold two individual singles championships in IWF history.
Terri Morasco: You better hope you’re right.
{ The cage slowly lowers over the ring as Laura cheers Zasshu on from the outside. Muru just glares across the ring as the crowd chants his name. }
Vasco Dias: Great we’ve got an arena full of keyboard warriors.
{ The cage is in place and the referee calls for the bell. Zasshu takes off across the ring and goes right for Muru who ducks his running clothesline and connects with a spinning back fist to the head and then a discus punch. Muru starts to unload with several jabs on Zasshu as the crowd cheers him on. Zasshu stumbles back and Muru connects with a leaping knee to the face of Zasshu! }
Terri Morasco: Muru is going to town on Zasshu!
Vasco Dias: No! This can’t happen! Zasshu is just playing possum!
Terri Morasco: Zasshu is getting the crap kicked out of him!
{ Zasshu stumbles into the corner of the ring as Muru unloads with a snap jab/knife edge chop combination. Zasshu is completely stunned as the crowd “WOO’s” with each strike. Muru backs up slightly and then connects with a roaring shining wizard before ripping him out of the corner with a huge running bulldog. Muru is right up to his feet and lets out a yell as the crowd cheers for him. Zasshu tries to claw to his feet but Muru sees him and hits a standing drop kick to the back of Zasshu sending him into the ropes. }
Terri Morasco: Muru hasn’t lost a step!
Vasco Dias: He’s getting lucky! Any moment now Zasshu is going to strike back!
{ Laura is screaming on the outside as Muru looks to the crowd as they cheer him, he’s got a smile from ear to ear as he rips Zasshu off the ropes with a snapmare. Muru quickly heads to the ropes and spring boards off with a leg lariat on Zasshu. He nips back up to his feet and runs to the ropes again hitting a spring board moosult. Muru pops back up and he’s a man on fire as the crowd chants his name again. }
Terri Morasco: Zasshu isn’t fairing so well against your supposed internet darling.
Vasco Dias: Shut up Terri! Zasshu will make a come back at any time!
{ Zasshu starts to get back up but Muru is on him with a side headlock which he twists around into a snap suplex into the corner of the ring. Zasshu tries to pull himself up but Muru is right there with a Knee to Nose Basis!!! Zasshu drops to his knees out of the corner and falls flat on his face as Muru throws his arms out to the roar of the crowd. Laura stomps up the steps to the door of the cage as the referee begins his ten count. }
Terri Morasco: This could be all over!
Vasco Dias: NO WAY IN HELL!!!!
{ The referee hits four and Zasshu starts to get up, reaching his feet at six. Muru goes for him but Zasshu fires off a Karate Chp combo that drives Muru stumbling backward. Zasshu fires off a hard shin kick followed up by a kick to the back of Muru’s knees. Muru drops down and Zasshu bounces off the ropes and comes back with the Legendary Rana on the kneeling Muru driving him face first into the mat. Zasshu gets back to his feet slowly and brings Muru up with him. Zasshu hits a spinning heel kick and then pulls Muru up for a sitout powerbomb near the corner of the ring. Zasshu pulls himself up on the ropes as Laura cheers him on, he climbs to the to the second rope then connects with the WORLDS BEST MOONSULT! }
Vasco Dias: That’s what I’m talking about! WBM!!!! And Muru is down!
Terri Morasco: He could make a come back!
{ Zasshu is right up, seemingly shaking off Muru’s earlier attacks, he runs to the ropes and bounces off and comes running back with the Rolling Thunder on Muru. Zasshu is right up to his feet and grabs Muru harshly by the head before ripping him up to his feet. He throws him hard into the corner of the ring and follows him in with a basement drop kick. Muru drops down and Zasshu gets to his feet, he runs across the ring and bounces off the opposing turnbuckles before running back with a Canon Ball on Muru! }
Vasco Dias: CANON BALL!!!!!!!
Terri Morasco: He may have crushed his insides!
{ Zasshu is up to his feet and he grabs Mrur, pulling him out of the corner but Muru responds with a jawbreaker!!! Zasshu is staggered and Muru responds with AROUND THE WORLD NECKBREAKER!!!! Both men are laying in the middle of the ring as the referee starts to count. }
Terri Morasco: They’re both down!
Vasco Dias: Not for long! Zasshu is going to get up and he is going to destroy Muru!
Terri Morasco: I’m not so sure about that.
{ The referee hits six and both men start to move. At eight they both pull themselves up to their feet. Muru turns around first and makes a bee line for Zasshu and connects with a running knee strike to the head and then follows it up with a kneeling facebreaker! }
Terri Morasco: This isn’t looking good for Zasshu!
{ Muru heads to the corner of the ring, he looks a little worn down from the vicious attack by Zasshu but he pulls himself up onto the ropes and then to the top rope. Muru looks around as the crowd roars and then decides to go a step further as he starts to make his way to the top of the cage. }
Vasco Dias: Where is he going!?
Terri Morasco: He’s going to the top of the cage!!!
Vasco Dias: He can’t do that!
Terri Morasco: Show me in the rules where the cage can’t be used as a weapon?
{ Muru now stands on top of the cage as the crowd chants his name. He looks down on Zasshu and prepares himself before leaping off the top of the cage with the MURU SPLASH!!!! }
Vasco Dias: NO!!!!
{ But Zasshu nips up just as Muru leaps and connects with a SUPER-K!!!!! }
Vasco Dias: OH MY GOD!!!!
Terri Morasco: He almost took Muru’s head off!!!!
{ Muru’s head snaps back violently off the foot of Zasshu before he collapses onto the mat. Laura begins to scream from the outside of the cage “KILL HIM!!!!”. Zasshu pulls Muru up to his feet and then onto his shoulder for an over the shoulder back to belly pile driver! }
Terri Morasco: Jesus…. He’s targeting the neck now of Muru.
Vasco Dias: That surgically reconstructed neck is a giant target to the future Man of Steel Champion.
{ Zasshu grabs him by the head as the crowd boos, picks him up onto his shoulder and spins him around before planting him with the Zasshu Driver! }
Vasco Dias: An exclamation point on this match!
{ Zasshu isn’t done as he stops the count and pulls Muru back up to his feet, he begins to unload with shin kicks to the back of Muru as he tries to stagger away. Zasshu runs to the ropes and bounces off, he comes running back with a boot to the spine of Muru who drops to his knees. Zasshu fires off a shin kick to the back of the neck of Muru! The referee tries to check on Muru but Zasshu pushes him out of the way and stomps Muru hard on the back of the neck! }
Terri Morasco: Zasshu is unloading on the spine of Muru!
Vasco Dias: That’s what a champion does! He finds a weakness, targets the weakness and then exploits the weakness!
{ Zasshu stalks Muru as he tries to get to his feet. Eventually Muru gets there and Zasshu comes at him with a vicious Tornado DDT!!! Muru stands straight up on his head as Zasshu gets back to his feet. The referee is trying to check on him again but Zasshu pushes him out of the way and rips Muru back to his feet. He hits him with another Karate Chop combo focusing solely on the neck of Muru. He connects with a leaping knee and grabs Muru around the waist for an overhead belly to belly suplex right into the cage wall! }
Vasco Dias: Honestly the referee should end this match before Zasshu kills him.
Terri Morasco: I don’t know how much more Muru can take.
{ Muru lays prone on the mat next to the cage. Zasshu pulls him up through the ropes and then slams his head into the cage wall again and again and again, the third time he presses his face hard against the wall and then drags him down the side of the ring raking his face against the cage. They reach the corner and Zasshu picks him up onto his shoulders, he carefully climbs the ropes, standing on the second rope, the crowd goes silent as Zasshu uses the cage to reach the top rope and then in one fluid motion he drops Muru onto the turnbuckle with a BRAINBUSTER!!!! }
Terri Morasco: Oh my god… This is not good… Muru could be seriously injured.
Vasco Dias: Ryan Shane put him here, he knew what Zasshu was capable of, he has no one to blame but himself!
Terri Morasco: Zasshu is trying to hurt him!
Vasco Dias: Exactly! Ryan Shane put him here and now he’s getting what Shane deserves!
Terri Morasco: He doesn’t deserve this!
Vasco Dias: He’s guilty by association!
{ Muru isn’t moving now as Zasshu stands over him. The referee wants to check on him but Zasshu pushes him away again, he reaches down for Muru and pulls him to his feet. Muru nearly falls back down but Zasshu keeps him standing. He backs up and lines up the shot and then fires off the CIESTA KICK!!! Muru crumbles in the ring and Laura cheers her client on as the referee starts to count. }
Vasco Dias: CIESTA KICK! That’s it! Muru is finished!
Terri Morasco: He put up a good fight but… I think this one is over…
{ The referee hits five, six, seven, eight, nine and ten! }
Alison Valance: Your winner and new number one contender to the Man of Steel Championship… ZASSHU!!!!
{ Laura screams from the outside “FINISH HIM!!!!” }
Terri Morasco: What???
{ Zasshu starts to unload with sickening stomps to the back and neck of Muru as he lays prone in the middle of the ring. }
Terri Morasco: This is sick!!!
Vasco Dias: This is what he deserves!
{ Ryan Shane comes running out from the back as Zasshu keeps kicking Muru over and over again. Laura Howlett blocks the cage door and Shane stops, not willing to strike her. }
Terri Morasco: Dammit! Why are they doing this!?
Vasco Dias: Because they can!
{ Shane screams “STOP!!!!” But Zasshu keeps up with the attack. }
Terri Morasco: This is brutal!
{ Shane screams again and makes for the cage wall but Laura blocks him. Zasshu drops down onto Muru and locks him into a crossface and starts wrenching back hard on his neck and back. Shane yells “WHAT DO YOU WANT!?” Laura grins before saying “Two out of Three falls.” }
Terri Morasco: Is she dictating what kind of match they want?
Vasco Dias: Looks like it.
{ Shane just yells “FINE! LET HIM GO!” Laura waves to Zasshu who lets Muru go now. }
Terri Morasco: Thank god… But I can’t believe they held Muru hostage…
Vasco Dias: This is why Shane isn’t cut out for IWF.
{ Laura stays between Shane and Zasshu as the cage door is opened. Zasshu steps out and glares at Shane as Laura draws closer to him. Shane is shaking with anger as he watches Zasshu move with Laura in front of him toward the ramp. Once they reach the ramp Shane flies into the cage to check on Muru who hasn’t moved. }
Terri Morasco: God I just hope Muru is ok.
Vasco Dias: I couldn’t care one way or the other. I just hope Shane enjoyed the preview of what’s coming his way at Night of the Immortals.
{ Shane is on his knees next to his friend as Zasshu and Laura watch from the ramp, both looking extremely happy with what they’ve just done. }
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SEGMENT
”Consequences.”
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{ We come back from commercial when- }
ARE YOU READY?
{ The crowd gets right to their feet as “Jekle and Hyde” by FFDP hits the pa. They roar as Rob Diamond steps out from the back, he doesn’t even stop to do his usual schtick, instead he just heads right to the ring where a covered table is set up in the middle of the ring with a contract sitting on the center of it. Rob jumps up onto the apron and walks around the table to where the contract is. His music doesn’t even stop before he grabs the pen and signs his name to the dotted line. }
Terri Morasco: Rob wasting no time signing that contract.
Vasco Dias: He’s signing away his career.
Terri Morasco: It’s possible. From what I’ve heard the last concussion he got from Steve’s super kick was more than enough to end his career.
Vasco Dias: As far as I’m concerned he just signed his death certificate.
{ The music dies down and Rob scoops up the microphone sitting off to the side of the table. }
Rob Diamond: STEVE!!! I signed my name now you get the hell out here and sign yours!!!!
{ Rob slams the mic down and leans over the table as he waits for Steve Awesome to come out. }
Terri Morasco: I’m not sure I’ve ever seen Rob this mad.
Vasco Dias: I don’t know what he has to be mad about. He picked a fight with the boss, did he really think there wouldn’t be consequences?
Terri Morasco: I’m sure he thought the same thing a lot of wrestlers think, you work hard, make a name for yourself, earn the respect of the fans and your peers and you get a fair shot at the top belt.
Vasco Dias: Yeah well that isn’t how it works here.
{ Several long moments go by before “Full of Regrets” by Danko Jones hits the pa and Steve Awesome slowly steps out from behind the curtain to a mixed reaction from the crowd. He looks around himself, surprised that he isn’t getting the same warm reception he’s used to every where else in the world. }
Vasco Dias: And there he is, the man who will officially end the career of Rob Diamond.
Terri Morasco: I’m not so sure about that. He seems very hesitant.
{ Steve stops at the top of the ramp as Rob burns with rage inside the ring. Rob rips the mic back up and yells. }
Rob Diamond: GET DOWN HERE YOU PUNK BITCH!
{ Steve shakes his head and starts to walk down the ramp toward the ring. Several ring side fans start to heckle him as he passes but he ignore them. He reaches the ring and slowly walks up the steps, hesitating at the top before finally climbing into the ring. }
Terri Morasco: You could cut the tension with a knife.
Vasco Dias: Definitely a lot of animosity from one of the men in the ring but Steve? He was just doing what he was told like a good soldier.
Terri Morasco: Verona held his contract over his head!
Vasco Dias: You do what you have to do to remain on top.
{ Steve walks up to the other side of the table, Rob twists the contract around and pushes it toward him. Steve looks it over for a moment, he reaches for the pen but then grabs the other mic that is sitting on the table. Rob rolls his eyes and steps back from the table as Steve raises the mic. }
Steve Awesome: Rob… Buddy… Pal… Brother… Please don’t make-
Rob Diamond: SIGN THE CONTRACT!!!!
{ Rob screams as Steve partially turns away before pulling the mic back up. }
Steve Awesome: NO!!!
{ Steve slams the mic down on the table as the crowd boos but Rob leers across the table at him. }
Rob Diamond: WHAT DID YOU THINK STEVE!!! Did you think you could kick me in the head!!! SteveKO me! Cost me the Roulette! Cost me the Invictus! Cost me the Imperial Championship and just walk the hell away!!!
{ Steve shakes his head and backs away from the table. }
Rob Diamond: Did you think you could screw me over time and again and there wouldn’t be consequences!?
{ Steve pulls the mic up. }
Steve Awesome: I did what I had to do for my family!
Rob Diamond: SO DID I!!!! And when I stood in the ring with the Imperial Champion, Roberto Verona, on the cusp of accomplishing my dreams without anyone’s help!!! You sauntered your bitch ass down to the ring and cost me everything!!! Do you know how long I’ve had to live with the ghost of NCW!? How long I’ve had to wonder if I could of beaten Falcon without Zelda’s help!? How long I’ve sat back and wondered if I really belonged in the main event!?
{ Rob seethes as he continues. }
Rob Diamond: I worked my goddamn ass off to make it into an Imperial Championship match! I went through hell to get Verona in that ring! And for once in my life I did it for something more than me! I did it for the fans! I showed them that through hard work and perseverance there wasn’t anything that could stand in my way! And then you! YOU STEVE! Took that all away from me…
{ Steve avoids Rob’s gaze for a moment as he looks away. }
Steve Awesome: I said I was sorry, Rob but I had to do what’s best for-
Rob Diamond: FOR YOU!
Steve Awesome: FOR MY FAMILY! You fight for your family and I fight for mine! Sure you se your family as the crowd, the boys in the back, little Hope sitting at home like all the other little kids who watch us wrestle at home but I did what I had to do for my family.
Rob Diamond: And there are consequences to your actions. You don’t get to do what you did and just walk away.
Steve Awesome: No Rob, I know I don’t. Don’t think for a second that I don’t have to go home and see the disappointed look on Mandy’s face and that rips me up inside! But I know at the end of the day I did the right thing for her, for our family and for me… Look… I’m sorry about what happened but let’s be honest… You poked and prodded Verona into a corner. Didn’t you expect consequences when you pushed our boss into a corner?
{ Rob doesn’t answer right away as he just glares across the table at Steve Awesome. }
Rob Diamond: I didn’t expect you to be the one to jam the knife into my back.
Steve Awesome: You knew my situation. You knew what I was going through. You could of stepped up and helped me but you didn’t! You were too focused on toppling Roberto Verona and winning the Imperial Championshi! You didn’t even think about the friends who helped get you to where you were. That’s why Warren Kane isn’t still Invictus Champion. That’s why Spike Kane is off his rocker again. That’s why I did what I had to do because as much as I think about myself, you’re just as focused on yourself.
{ Rob leans across the table. }
Rob Diamond: Sign the damn contract.
Steve Awesome: No.
{ Rob walks around the table and gets right in Steve Awesome’s face. }
Rob Diamond: SIGN IT!
Steve Awesome: I’m not going to be the one that ends you…
Rob Diamond: End me? END ME!? The only thing you can end is a relationship!
{ Steve’s head twitches a little as Rob looks him right in the eyes. }
Rob Diamond: Oh did that sting? I’m sorry, just pointing out the fact that every woman you have ever loved dropped your egotistical ass like a bad habit!
{ Steve looks back at Rob now with a sneer on his face. }
Rob Diamond: You think Mandi is different? She’s going to see right through your bullshit just like Crystal did. She’s going to see you for the self centered, self concerned, pompous piece of shit that you are.
Steve Awesome: Don’t you dare talk about her!
Rob Diamond: WHY!? You going to do something about! How about I go backstage and show Mandi what a real man looks like! At least when I attack someone from behind I have the balls to step into the ring with them! Maybe that’s what Mandi is missing out on, someone with BALLS!
{ Steve is shivering with anger as he looks Rob in the eyes. After several tense moments he turns to his side, grabs the pen and signs his name to the contract. }
Steve Awesome: THERE! You got what you want! YOU GOT THE MATCH! But don’t blame me when the Face of the Franchise puts an end to the Greatest of all Time!
Rob Diamond: Another premature proclamation? I thought you were taking pills for that?
{ Steve can’t take anymore and he suddenly scoops Rob up onto his shoulders for the SteveKO! }
Terri Morasco: OH MY GOD! Don’t do it Steve! You could end his career before the match at Night of the Immortals!
Vasco Dias: I don’t think he cares!
{ Steve holds him up and turns him toward the table as the crowd boos Steve. }
Vasco Dias: END HIM!!!!!
{ But Steve has second thoughts, he shakes his head and then lets Rob down, coming to his senses. }
Terri Morasco: Thank god.
{ But Rob immediately fires off a kick right to the balls and then grabs him for a DIAMOND CUTTER!!!!! }
Terri Morasco: WHAT!!!
Vasco Dias: He can’t do that! They aren’t supposed to have any contact!!!!
Terri Morasco: I don’t think Rob got the memo.
{ Rob pops right up to his feet and looks down on Steve as his chest heaves in and out with a sick smile on his face. }
Terri Morasco: The contract is signed… There will be an unsanctioned match between Steve Awesome and Rob Diamond… I’m just sad that these two long time friends are going to try and kill each other at Night of the Immortals.
Vasco Dias: Not me. I can’t wait to see Steve Awesome send Rob Diamond home permanently on a medical stretcher.
{ Rob raises both his arms over his head before firing off the biggest crotch chop we have ever seen as the crowd yells “SUCK IT! }
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MATCH
Spike Kane Vs Johnny Gillmen
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{The crowd grow silent as the lights go out, monks chanting can be heard, as the chanting gets louder the stage area starts to fill with smoke. Suddenly, and abruptly as the drums and guitars kick in a pyro explodes around the stage.}
“BROTHERS! MY BROTHERS!
Is this all what we are?
SISTERS! MY SISTERS!
We’ve been crushed by the fists of GOD!!!”
{On the word God another pyro explodes either side of the rampway as Spike Kane appears through the smoke. He stands with his arms outstretched, fists balled up soaking in the reaction from the crowd. After a few seconds he simply heads right to the ring, rolling under the bottom rope and standing right in the center of the ring, extending his arms once more, before the lights fade to normal and the music fades.}
Terri Morasco: Ladies and gentlemen, we are in for a rare treat here. We’re seeing IWF and nCw Hall of Famer Spike Kane in action!
Vasco Dias: That’s right, some hot shot rookie apparently trained by Jack Gaither spoke to Spike with a little too much disrespect, and now he’s gonna get killed.
Cannons shooting jets of water blast high into the air as Metallica's "For Whom the Bell Tolls" begins to play. A lone blue spotlight appears on-stage as Johnny Gillmen steps in from behind the curtain, sporting aqua blue, olive green, and silver tights with matching boots and tassels and a T-shirt bearing the logo of his alma mater. Carrying his multi-colored surfboard with him, Johnny passes through, high-fiving fans along the way before sliding his longboard underneath the ring and hopping in to wait for his opponent.
Vasco Dias: A surfboard!? Isn’t he from mid texas!?
Terri Morasco: People have hobbies Vasco, deal with it.
{The bell rings as both men prepare for the fight. Johnny hops from foot to foot, clicking his wrists and preparing for the match, while Spike leans in the corner and just looks across the ring with nothing but utter disdain. Johnny motions for Spike to come at him, and the Hall of Famer steps out of the ring and begins to walk towards the rookie. Gillmen extends his hands expecting a lock up, but Spike fires forwards and nails Johnny with the BLOODY SUNDAY!!!}
Vasco Dias: WHAT!?
Terri Morasco: Holy crap, this could be over already.
{The crowd are going nuts as Spike goes for the immediate early cover, the ref hits the mat, ONE! ….TWO! ...TH-NO!! Johnny manages to kick out. His facial expression is one of total shock, as he didn’t expect such an explosive signature move from the former Imperial Champion so abruptly. Spike is on his feet and looks out to the crowd, smirking to himself. He goes over and grabs Johnny by the hair, dragging him to his feet and whipping him off the ropes.}
Terri Morasco: Johnny has an upward battle to fight after that rocky start.
Vasco Dias: Spike almost won with one punch...err...kick.
{On the return Spike scoops up Johnny, for a tilt-a-whirl back breaker, but Johnny reverses it into a headscissors and locks in the WIPEOUT!!! JOHNNY GILLMEN HAS THE WIPEOUT LOCKED IN!!!! Spike staggers ever so slightly as Johnny tries to wrench the hold. He’s desperate to try and get the win, and pulled out the big guns just like Spike did. However, Spike roars with anger as he hefts the much smaller Johnny Gillmen up and charges towards the turnbuckle and powerbombs him into the turnbuckle!}
Terri Morasco: Johnny pulled out the big guns and almost won the match himself.
Vasco Dias: Yeah, but he’s just had his back destroyed by that turnbuckle. Who does Spike think he is, Bane?
{Gillmen breaks the hold on impact and flops to the mat, the air taken out of him pretty bad. Spike paces the ring like a wild animal, rubbing at his neck, and rotating his right arm. He turns back to the turnbuckle where we see Johnny slumped on the mat, and he points his fingers at Johnny like he’s firing guns, before charging and doing a somersault into the corner, but Johnny moves out of the way! Spike crashes hard into the turnbuckle, and Gillmen escapes to live another day.}
{Johnny scrambles to the ropes and starts to pull himself up, looking back over at Spike with a look that says “this guy is crazy” before trying to ready himself. Spike groggily makes his way to his feet, and Gillmen strikes, he steps in and lifts Spike up - struggling a little - but manages, into the Hang Ten! Johnny Gillmen takes Spike Kane down hard, and as he lands, he turns to the crowd and flashes the cheesiest grin this side of a walkers commercial. The crowd don’t know how to react, they want to cheer him, but they’ve also come to respect Spike Kane after his tenure with the company, and the business.}
Vasco Dias: Not like this….come on Spike!
Terri Morasco: So much for being impartial, huh? Though I do think not covering right away is a true rookie mistake by Johnny.
{Johnny turns back to see Spike, and quickly drops down for the cover. The referee slides across the matt and starts to slam his hands down for the count…..ONE! …….TWO! ...Spike gets his foot on the bottom rope…..THREE!!!!!!! Johnny Gillmen jumps to his feet cheering, and smiling so happily and proud, but the referee saw Spike’s foot just as he counted the three. He’s waving it off, Johnny hasn’t won, the three count never should have happened, as Spike got his foot on the ropes.}
Terri Morasco: JOHNNY WON!?!?!
Vasco Dias: Nope! Nope! Spike had his foot on the ropes, tell him ref! Tell him! hahahahaha.
{The referee is trying to explain this to Johnny, who is starting to get quite heated. Meanwhile Spike is back on his feet and charges across the ring with another Bloody Sunday kick, but Johnny moves out of the way, and Spike hits the referee!! The ref goes down and falls to the outside, the crowd are going nuts. Spike leans over the ropes with a slight look of concern on his face, but just shrugs as he turns to face Johnny Gillmen, who looks quite worried about this turn of events.}
Vasco Dias: How irresponsible was that of Johnny Gillmen? To cowardly avoid the move and let the referee take the fall? Such a despicable person.
Terri Morasco: Well, that is one way of looking at it, another would be…..he didn’t want to get kicked in the face?
{Johnny stands his ground and starts sending wild shots at Spike, who, to his credit, fires back with shots of his own. The two of them are unloading on each other, when Gillmen decides to hit the ropes to get some momentum, and Spike simply steps to the side on the return and sends Johnny up and over the top rope, and crashing hard to the ground outside. With no referee to count, Spike follows him, but as he gets to the ground he stumbles over Johnny’s surfboard. A lightbulb goes off in Spike’s mind, and the crowd go insane when he drags the surfboard from under the ring.}
Terri Morasco: Oh no…
Vasco Dias: The God of Xtreme is in attendance tonight!
{Spike places the surfboard on the security barrier, and on the ring apron, almost wedging it between the two. He goes to grab Johnny to lift him up, but Gillmen explodes out of Spikes grasp and hits a huge european uppercut to the bigger man. Spike staggers backwards, and just as Johnny starts to get the momentum, he simply turns and rolls into the ring, cutting it all off right away. The crowd laugh, cheer, and boo, all at the same time, and Johnny starts to get pissed. He follows Spike into the ring, and jumps right to his feet, he ducks under a wild lariat from Spike and hits the opposite ropes, before coming back with a diving crossbody, but Spike CATCHES him!.He turns quickly, hefting Johnny up onto his shoulders and POWERBOMBS HIM OUT OF THE RING AND THROUGH THE SURFBOARD!!!!!!}
Terri Morasco: OH MY GOD!!!!
Vasco Dias: He just killed Johnny Gillmen!
Terri Morasco: FOR THE LOVE OF MANKIND!
Vasco Dias: What…..really?
Terri Morasco: I was feeling it….Spike just broke him, ok? Go with it.
{The crowd are going absolutely nuts. Chants of “holy shit” and “this is xtreme” can be heard around the arena. Spike is on his knees, leaning into the ropes looking down on the totally broken body of Johnny Gillmen. The referee is starting to stir, and Spike rolls slowly out of the ring, trying to drag Johnny back inside. He eventually does, but Gillmen doesn’t move a muscle, he’s all but out cold. The referee sees this and comes over, but Spike tries to continue the match but the referee pushes him away. Spike holds up his arms and backs away into the corner, keeping an eye on what is happening.}
Vasco Dias: Is the referee going to stop this match?
{The referee manages to say something to Johnny, who is responding and about to climb to his feet. In the corner, we see Spike Kane taking oddly deep breaths, what seems to be tears are starting to drop from his eyes as he marches towards the now mobile Johnny Gillmen, spins him around and….THUNDERSTRUCK!!!! Spike sits on the matt, an emotional wreck, tears flooding his face as he covers…...ONE! …….TWO! …….THREE!!!! As the bell rings for the three Spike rolls to his knees and buries his face in the canvas, crying his eyes out.}
Terri Morasco: Spike Kane picks up the victory here but…...what….what is going on?
Vasco Dias: I don’t know Terri, this isn’t like Spike at all. This win doesn’t mean anything in the grand scheme of things, Johnny is a rookie here in IWF, whereas Spike is a bonafide legend…..I’m not quite sure I like where this is going…..
{After an awkwardly long time of “Crushed” playing, while Johnny Gillmen was escorted to the backstage Spike is on his feet, and asking for a microphone. He takes a moment to try and calm himself down, wiping tears from his face.}
Spike Kane: I’m not going to mess anybody around, or play games with anybody…...this right here? This was my last match for Imperial Wrestling Federation, and pretty much my last match in wrestling full stop.
{The crowd begin to boo not happy with that statement.}
Spike Kane: Trust me, this isn’t my choice, and it isn’t the choice of the company either. Roberto didn’t want me to have this match tonight. Say what you will about him, but he looks after his talent. The only way I managed to get this was by promising I wouldn’t get back in the ring again after….you see…..I have cancer…...terminal cancer….
{There’s a hushed silence over the crowd, and Spike does his best to hold himself together.}
Spike Kane: …..I’m dying.
{There’s such a weird mix of responses here. There are a couple of boos, a couple of shocked gasps, some “oohs”}
Spike Kane: So, I got to do this thing that I love one last time, on my terms, nobody elses, but now I leave this ring, a sad, lonely, and broken man…..for what it’s worth IWF, I thank you….
{Spike lowers his mic, and just takes in the crowds reaction for a minute before a small cheer comes up as Warren Kane runs down to the ring and slides in. Spike turns to see him, and Warren just grabs him in a huge hug, to a massive roar of cheers from the crowd. The two of them embrace, and they can be seen to be talking, things like “what stage?” and “How long?” but we don’t hear the answers. Warren takes the microphone.}
Warren Kane: I know my old man, and I know this business means everything to him…..so….as you can’t wrestle yourself, maybe we can start to make things right, and you can be in my corner, like a real family? What do you say? If you think Spike should be in my corner, give me a KANE FAMILY ROCKS!!!!
{The crowd explode with a reaction, and Warren smiles at them, tinged with sadness as he turns to Spike, who opens his arms and hugs his son, nodding his head furiously, before we fade away to a commercial for Night of the Immortals.}
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SEGMENT
”Keeping the peace.”
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{ Rob Diamond storms backstage when he is suddenly caught off guard by long time friend, sometimes enemy in Spike Kane. }
Spike Kane: Rob!
{ Rob whips around ready to fight but Spike holds up his hands. }
Spike Kane: Hey man, I just wanted to talk.
{ Rob just sneers as Spike approaches him. }
Spike Kane: Look, I know things haven’t always been great between us but… Well… Because of my condition I’m not going to be a part of Night of the Immortals the way I’d like to be. Tonight was my last night inside of the ring as a wrestler.
{ Rob doesn’t say anything, he’s too consumed with anger. }
Spike Kane: You and Steve, you’re both my friends. And I know you’ve got to do what you’ve got to do but I was hoping, if it’s cool with you that I could be the referee of your match. Gives me a spot on the biggest show of the year and also gives me the ability to keep the peace between two of my best friends.
{ Rob continues to glare coldly at him. }
Spike Kane: Rob… Brother… I just don’t want to see two of my best friends kill each other.
{ Rob takes two small steps forward until he is face to face with the man who cut off one of his fingers. He looks Spike up and down and then just utters in one cold word. }
Rob Diamond: Fine.
{ Then turns his back on Spike before continuing down the hall way toward the exit of the building. Spike shakes his head as he watches Rob go, afraid for his friend, both of them. }
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SEGMENT
"Don't Be Like Me"
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{We find Jack Gaither standing in the center of the ring sans music or any sort of fanfare. On this night, he looks around the United Center crowd wearing his street clothes--a white polo shirt, blue jeans, and snakeskin leather boots--and politely nods his head, acknowledging the applause.}
Jack Gaither: I wanted to come out here tonight...'cause I needed to get a l'il somethin' off my chest. For eight years—eight wonderful years—I've had the privilege and honor of workin' with some of the biggest names in this sport today—names like Alex Jones, Jake Keeton, Spike Kane, or Malaki Toala come to mind—and despite my own professional beefs with those guys in the past, I respected the livin' hell outta them on a personal level. When I first got started in the Imperial Wrestling Federation, all I wanted to do was to look up to them guys and say to myself “gee, I'm gonna be just like them someday.”
{The fans give a mixed reaction to the aforementioned names.}
Jack Gaither: But ya know....whenever you work a match against anyone, you get this feelin' that ya broke somethin' inside and can't do nothin' to fix it. Some of y'all might be aware of it, but others not so much...but I've been sufferin' from concussion issues due in large part to some of the matches I've taken part in. This past Tuesday, a day after I got done with a match against Mike Laszlo—I went in for a follow-up with my neurologist, and she found a couple of no-no's in my brain. They're the types of no-no's that, if ya leave 'em untreated for too long, make ya go batshit crazy and do all sorts of inhumane things that could put ya in jail or worse...in your own grave. What I'm tryin' to say is this...after doin' a lot of talkin' with my fiancee Fiona and former teacher Regina Kimble, who've each helped me deal with some other personal issues I've had in recent months in their own special ways, it is with a heavy sense of regret that I announce my retirement from this very sport, effective immediately.
{The Chicago audience gasps in horror as Jack can only muster a deep sigh. A small group of fans start up a "please don't go" chant that gets louder every few seconds; Jack quiets the crowd down by raising both arms up in the air.
Jack Gaither: Some might argue that I'm simply runnin' away like a coward, and they could be right, that I'll admit. But in hindsight I argue...that we all have a destiny, a plan set in place by God Himself to follow from the moment we're born, and it's our duty, our job, to live out that plan to the fullest 'til it's time to let it go and make a new start. And after eight years of bein' smacked around with chairs, thrown through tables....it's just my time to step away from the ring and help keep IWF together from a different capacity. After all, the Beatles never got twenty years to shine as one of rock's most influential bands. Roger Staubach never got 20 years to work his magic on the field with my Dallas Cowboys--they only got X-amount of years to enjoy plyin' their respective crafts and make everyone proud of 'em...
{Jack slowly shakes his head as the "please don't go" chants start up again.}
Jack Gaither: ...now, y'all figure I'm talkin' out of my ass, but the point I'm tryin' to make is real simple. Ya see, all I ever wanted to do in this business—since day one—was take the people who cared about what I did in that ring and the people who hated me...and bring 'em all together so they can sit there and watch me give 'em a thrill or two. Titles, accolades...they never mattered to me one damn bit 'cause I was VERY blessed to have a career that allowed me to constantly chat with and bring smiles and warm laughs to each and every one of you in this buildin'--regardless of how y'all felt about me...and I love the livin' piss outta you people very much. Y'all gave me a reason for always showin' up for work every single week for these last eight years or so, even on days in which I wasn't feelin' too good in the body or the mind, and I can't thank you enough.
{The crowd starts to politely applaud, realzing the finality of what the Texan is trying to convey. Jack walks around the ring for a moment, taking a look at the fans before giving them a warm, loving grin.}
Jack Gaither: My only regret in life...is the fact that I wanted to be able to do more in a place like Imperial than what I've managed to accomplish, but I know I didn't exactly get to do very much while I was here but that's neither here or there, for I'll let history itself be the judge and not the figureheads themselves. So I leave ya now...but before I go, I've only got one thing to say to you people in Chicago tonight...don't be like me. Don't ever go to your workplace with regret over the things ya could've done but ya couldn't...for God's sakes, just be yourself. That's the only thing that matters over anything else, and someday...you'll be that special person you've always dreamed of bein'. Love ya guys and gals...never forget that.
{The crowd applauds politely as Jack calmly nods his head, gently placing the microphone he was carrrying on the deck at his feet. After waving to the gallery, the Texan makes the long, hard walk to the back and into the annals of time.}
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MATCH
Addisyn Starr (Steel O'Buffington) vs James Franklin Karn
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{The lights turn off and "Applause" by Lady Gaga begins to play and the fans begin to boo. A single spot light in the shape of a star shines down on the entrance ramp. Addisyn comes walking out wearing a big eccentric robe with her name inside a star decoration on the back, she turns around and shows it off to the crowd. False bulb flashes go off from in front of her as the camera strobes around and she poses for pictures. as Steel steps out and stands behind her. She throws the rope off and turns around with her arms outstretched soaking in the imaginary admiration of the crowd. David Conrad who is in the ring, having taken the microphone from the real ring announcer introduces her.}
David Conrad: And introducing, from Hollywood, California. The biggest name in show business, the greatest wrestler on the face of the Earth, the queen of the world... Addisyn Starr!
{Pyro shoots off from behind Addisyn as the lights come back on and the fans are loudly voicing their displeasure. Addisyn stops half way down the ramp and begins holding her knee, clearly pretending to limp now... that is until she gets to the ring. When she climbs onto the apron and flips into the ring where she runs to a corner holding her arms out playing to the fans. Steel slides into the ring after her and stands there with his arms crossed. Addisyn jumps down and makes her way over to Steel where she kneels in front of him, putting her arms out once more.}
David Conrad: However, thanks to a recent injury she will be represented tonight by her consort... Steel O'Buffington!
Steel O'Buffington: That's not my n....
{The microphone is cut off and Steel sighs before turning around and mugging for the camera as Addisyn smiles devilishly from her knees in front of her monster of a companion.}
Vasco Dias: Ya know...I'm startin' to enjoy watching these two!
Terri Morasco: Only in your warped and twisted mind...
{The lights go dim as the bass drum and guitar siren sound from the opening of "American Monster" by Everclear comes blaring over the speakers, "You better run....you better run" A rain of gold pyro comes down over the entrance as JFK comes walking out from the back. "On the edge of the American Dream, a perfect place for someone like me" Wearing his new "American Monster" T-Shirt with his classic Jack Daniels inspired logo on the back and his normal wrestling gear. He makes his way down the ramp slapping hands with a few fans and rolls into the ring; "Ah yeah, you better believe there's a monster in me" he stands in the middle of the ring throwing his arms out in a crucifix pose with his body tilted to the side a bit, he then rips his shirt off up over his head and tosses it into the crowd going to his corner ready for his match.}
Terri Morasco: JFK has had a few pointed things to say on the IWF's Twitter page as of late, but can he turn his statements into a win here tonight?!
Vasco Dias: Probably not...he's just too small to go up against a beast--and Steel O'Buffington is a beast!
[DING!]
{As Addisyn looks on, Steel and JFK stare each other down for a moment before locking at center-ring; the big 300-pounder becomes just a tad too much for the smaller Karn, and O'Buffington goes right to work, almost decapping the native of Miami with a massive, powerful clothesline! Amazingly, Karn is able to bring himself back to his feet--only to be sent back to the deck courtesy of a second clothesline!}
Vasco Dias: What did I tell ya, huh?!
Terri Morasco: It's too early to declare Steel the winner. JFK is gonna make that VERY clear!
{Karn bounces back to his feet and begins unloading on the larger Steel with rights, lefts, and chops that send reeling to the corner; JFK sends his opponent for the ride, but as he tries to go for a cross-body block, O'Buffington catches him in midflight and SPIKES him into the canvas, courtesy of a heavily-modified tilt-a-whirl piledriver! Satisfied, Addisyn ekes out a shit-eating grin as Steel goes for the cover...}
1...!
2...!!
NOPE!!!
{O'Buffington stands up, scowling at the zebra calling pins and submissions before going back to work on the much smaller JFK, yanking him back to his feet and sending him back to the mat with a hard snap suplex--followed closely by a second snap suplex! But as he goes for a third, JFK ducks out of the way, backing up toward the ropes; that's when Addisyn Starr gets involved, jumping on the ring apron and smacking the Miami native right on the cheekbone!}
Terri Morasco: C'MON NOW!!! If Addisyn Starr doesn't want to actually have a civilized wrestling match, then she shouldn't be at ringside!
Vasco Dias: Only there's a problem to your argument--hot chicks can't wrestle the cool dudes!
Terri Morasco: We could make an exception--teach Ms. Starr the importance of bein' smart!
Vasco Dias: But it's in the IWF For Dummies manual! Bwahahahaha...
{This prompts the referee to have a few stern words with the woman at ringside, leading O'Buffington to nail his opponent with a hard belly-to-back suplex that crunches the smaller man's back on the canvas! The bigger Steel celebrates his dirty work, playing to the crowd as the zebra ejects Starr from ringside!}
Referee: Ma'am...YER GONE!!!
Vasco Dias: Are ya happy now, hunny-bear?! Addisyn just got tossed from ringside...
Terri Morasco: (grumbles under her breath) Don't ever call me "hunny-bear" again...
{The celebration soon turns to anger as Steel O'Buffington lays into the referee for throwing his "lover" out! He's got the zebra-man backed into the corner, barking loudly at him yet giving JFK plenty of time to pull himself back up to a vertical base! The referee practically begs the 300-pound O'Buffington to turn back around...and as he does so, he's immediately met by a Karn-approved dropkick that sends the big man reeling toward the ropes! Seizing the advantage, JFK shoots his larger rival into the ropes; Steel bounces off the strands and into a spinning wheel kick that knocks him off his feet!}
Terri Morasco: He knocked down the big guy!
Vasco Dias: But look--Steel's bouncing back up!
{Indeed, the big man is able to get himself back to his feet rather quickly...but only for a short period of time as JFK, now up on the top turnbuckle, flies off and CONNECTS with a hard missile dropkick that sends Steel back to the deck! Karn covers...}
1...!
2...!!
KICKOUT!!!
{JFK stands up, watches O'Buffington try to pull himself together, and nails him with a hard series of sharp kicks to the ribs and to the side of the head, sending his bigger opponent stumbling back into the torner! Karn then nails him with a sharp, swift belly-to-belly suplex before stomping his foot on the mat, prepping himself for his patented T.K.K. superkick!}
Vasco Dias: Uh-oh...
Terri Morasco: Perhaps we'll see the Karn Kick!
{But O'Buffington, having pulled himself back to his feet, manages to block the superkick attempt and twirls his smaller rival around! He then places JFK into his dreaded TORTURE RACK; Karn flails his arms in the air as the submission maneuver is applie. Yet he soon realizes that he's not going anywhere anytime soon and submits, leading the referee to call for the bell!}
[DING-DING-DING!!!]
Vasco Dias: HA! JFK tried to go for the big gun but failed miserably...
Terri Morasco: O'Buffington actually won a match without resorting to cheating. Woohoo...
Vasco Dias: Don't be such a grump. The better man won this one!
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SEGMENT
“Tag Team Tournament Stipulation”
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{ We return live to ringside where IWF COO Roberto Verona and five of IWF’s tag teams stand in the ring ready for the anticipated announcement regarding the tag team tournament. Verona clutches a microphone in his hand as he waits for the noise levels to dampen. }
Roberto Verona: Welcome everybody to my promised announcement regarding the IWF Tag Team Tournament which will conclude at Night of the Immortals! Joining me tonight are five of the tag teams who have vested interests in this competition, ten men who will clash this coming Sunday… the question is, who exactly will compete in the final?
{ Verona turns to point at Warren and Jayson. }
Roberto Verona: So far only Jayson Matthews and Warren Kane have officially qualified for the final, so who exactly will be joining them? And more importantly for what prize…
{ Suddenly Trent Helms lunges forward and interjects. }
Trent Helms: I think you’re forgetting we refused to compete! We’re not pawns for you to do as you please!
Roberto Verona: With all due respect Trent, as contracted members of my company you are obligated to…
Adam Knite: Cut the crap Verona, the past two weeks I’ve been denied a victory over your two lap dogs because you’ve got them so fired up to take a swing at you they’re tearing shreds from one another. You forget that I know you, I’m well aware you tossed me a bone in the spotlight to do your dirty work, but you forget that you owe me everything.
Roberto Verona: On the contrary, I don’t forget who I owe. That is why I called you all here tonight. You know Adam, you and Trent have demanded that you are treated with the respect you deserve, refusing to even compete with the rest of these men in the ring as a matter of principle. So you know what, you want to be treated according to your status? Fine. You and Trent can consider yourself the second finalists in the Tag Team tournament.
Warren Kane: What? This is bullshit! We earned our spot fair and square, the right way!
Jayson Matthews: What gives!?
{ Verona raises a hand. }
Roberto Verona: Settle down, you’ll be duly compensated. I promised that whoever wins this tournament would be guaranteed a Imperial Championship opportunity at Bloody Assizes, and I’ll stay true to my word. However… why don’t we make this a little more interesting? As you’re all aware each year we hold a Joker in the Pack match at Night of the Immortals and I see no reason to break with tradition this year. So, the tag team final will officially be a three way tag team tornado match with a traditional Joker in the Pack contract hanging above the ring. The winners are the first team to retrieve that briefcase and because I’m so generous not only will I honour my original agreement and allow you a title opportunity next month, but I will also grant both participants a Joker in the Pack contract each should they fail to make the most of that opportunity.
{ Verona smiles. }
Roberto Verona: However, don’t mistake this as charity. If either of you somehow manages to defeat me next month, because I fully intend for my reign to continue, both of your contracts will be null and void. We’ll see just how strong your bonds really are when that is on the line.
{ Nighthawk interjects. }
Nighthawk: That’s all well and good, but what about us? Are we just going to be screwed over so these two can run their egos over the rest of us?
{ Verona turns to the rest of the teams. }
Roberto Verona: On the contrary. You’ll all compete in a qualifying match to earn a spot in the three way, then you can do whatever you want to these four. Don’t say I’m not a generous man.
{ Verona looks at them and smiles. }
Roberto Verona: Good luck gentlemen, I’ll see two of you later.
{ Verona tosses the mic out of the ring as his music hits the PA system and he rolls out to the mats below. Each of the teams turn to look at one another and the inevitable smack talk begins as we head to a commercial break on a lingering shout of these five teams trading verbal spars in advance of their encounter. }
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DIAMONDS TAG TEAM MATCH
Fiona McFly & Eternity vs Shea O’Hara & Paige Garcia
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Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, this is your MAIN EVENT OF THE EVENING!
{“Brick by Boring Brick” by Paramore blasts out of the PA with orange and green lights flashing wildly as Shea steps out onto the stage. The crowd goes nuts, but it quickly turns to boos as from behind, Paige Garcia blasts her from behind as the lights turn back to normal, Shea tumbling down the ramp!}
Terri Morasco: What the hell!?
Vasco Dias: Beauty attacking from behind!
{Paige continues to stomp away at Shea until Fiona McFly comes running down the ramp, taking out Paige to the crowd’s delight. She rolls Paige into the ring where Paige is quick to her feet, attacking Fiona.}
Terri Morasco: Paige holding her own here.
Vasco Dias: Of course she is!
{Shea gets back in the ring to rescue Fiona now. The two then gang up when the lights go out and when they come back, Eternity is in the ring! The two charge, but she ducks and takes them down with a Double Clothesline. Paige gets up and the four women all start duking it out as the fans cheer them on.}
Terri Morasco: The action here is uncanny!
Vasco Dias: This is why the IWF has the BEST Women’s Division in all of wrestling!
{The girls continue to fight as the referees and other officials come down to separate it all, each girl getting a chance to lunge through it all and hit someone else before finally being separated, Paige and Eternity being taken to the outside as the faces stand in the center of the ring, the champions eventually backing up the ramp one after another as security continues to push them up as the show goes to a close.}
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Well howdy there pardner.