Monday Night Sacrifice June 6, 2016

[Riley Gordon]

Monday Night Sacrifice
Monday 6th June 2016
MEN Arena, Manchester, United Kingdom

1 RP limit, deadline 6AM GMT Monday June 6th.
On Air Segment deadline is 6PM GMT Monday June 6th.
Order subject to change and will be determined by role plays, Main Event given as a reward for hard work; unless angles necessitate or a particular ending requires otherwise.
Handlers who are not booked are strongly advised to submit segments for the show to continue their character development. Those who want to be booked can request a match on the basis that one of the competitors will write it to prevent the staff becoming over-extended.

SINGLES MATCH
Alex Jones vs Todd Williams

SINGLES MATCH
Fiona McFly vs Kate Steele

SINGLES MATCH
Warren Kane vs Addisyn Starr (Steele O'Buffington)

SEGMENT
2016 WOMEN'S HALL OF FAME

SINGLES MATCH
Johnny Gillmen vs James Franklin Karn

SINGLES MATCH
Jayson Matthews vs Nighthawk

SEGMENT
2016 MEN'S HALL OF FAME

[Riley Gordon]

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SINGLES MATCH
Alex Jones vs Todd Williams

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{Be Somebody begins to blast all across the speakers. The moment it does that is when Todd Williams comes out with his girlfriend Kimberly Matthews. Todd smiles as he runs out slapping the stretched out hands of all of the fans. That are cheering him on. He runs down to the ring and quickly slides inside. He holds his hand up as his girlfriend takes his place on the side of the ring. He bounces around passionately waiting for the match to start.
}

Vasco Dias: Todd hasn't been around that much but we did see him in the roulette.

Terri Morasco: And as always Todd tried with all his heart...

Vasco Dias: Yeah tried and failed....

{Killswitch engage's "Hate by design" blasts over the PA as Alex Jones steps out onto the stage. His long two tone hair wet down his back and sides. He wears a black Alex Jones shirt and his wrestling gear. He gets down to the ring and leaps onto the apron before wiping his feet off and getting into the ring, he throws his arms out to the side before slapping his chest
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Vasco Dias: Yeah Alex great to see him back in the ring...

Terri Morasco: But which Alex is it?. The guy who became Imperial champion?...or the guy who has coasted through IWF like a ghost?

Vasco Dias: Alex is a legend Terri he can do what he wants...

Terri Morasco: So can Todd Williams...

{The bell rings and Todd bounces on the balls of his feet. Alex smirks and turns his wrist in his hand and switching to loosen up. They come out into the center of the ring and start jawing at each other. Alex shoves Todd back who then paintbraushes Alex with a right, Alex steps back and throws a right hand that Todd ducks under and he hits the ropes before using the momentum to leap in the air with a clothesline sending Alex down, they both pop up and Todd his a leaping reverse elbow followed by a leaping calf kick that causes Alex to slide out to the floor and kick the steel steps.}

Vasco Dias: Todd has Alex frustrated...

Terri Morasco: Todd Williams...using head games?...

Vasco Dias: And succeeding?

Terri Morasco: I have to say he is looking impressive....

{Alex steps up onto the ring apron and into the ring, todd smiles and claps his hands over his head to get the crowd behind him, as they get close to lock up Alex slides to his right, grabs Todd and buries a knee to his stomach, Todd doubles over and Alex lays in a hard knee to Todd's face that drops him onto his knee's. Alex lays in some stiff kicks to Todd's chest and he then stands in front of Todd before giving him a crotch chop. The crowd boo's again as Alex hits the ropes and hammers in a shining wizard.

Alex pops up to his feet and throws his arms out again to rile up the crowd. Todd shakes off the cobwebs and starts to get up, Alex grabs Todd and goes for a snap suplex but Todd grabs the top rope causing Alex to fly back and slam his head on the mat, Alex gets up and Todd hits the ropes, leaps in the air grabbing Alex by the head and hits a single knee facebuster. Todd pins 1......2.....Alex kicks out.}

Terri Morasco: Wow Alex took chrage and then Todd out of nowhere took it back...

Vasco Dias: Did he just cave Alex' face in?

{Todd calls for Alex to get up and throws Alex with a T-bone and then hits a shining wizard of his own, Alex is out of it 1....2....Alex kicks out again. Todd stands in the corner to measure Alex up for the superkick. He goes for it but Alex catches Todd's foot, he spins Todd around and catches him in the shellshock! He pins 1....2....Todd kicks out/ Alex doesn't waste any time as he rolls over and grabs Todds legs putting him in a sharpshooter, Todd yells in pain and reaches towards the ropes.}

Terri Morasco: Sharpshooter!

Vasco Dias: Look at how contorted Todd's body is!

Terri Morasco: This looks so painful!

{Todd can't reach the ropes. He tries but only his fingertips reach. Instead Todd reaches back and grabs Alex's leg and trips him up, Alex falls forward and Todd changes the sharpshooter into the texas cloverleaf. But Alex is close to the ropes and grabs them forcing the break, Alex pops up and Todd goes for another superkick, Alex again catches Todd's foot and spins him kicking Todd in the stomach he hits his pedigree! Alex pins 1....2.....3}

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SEGMENT
“Still Champ”

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{“Over You” plays over the speakers in the arena as both the Garcia Twins walk out onto the stage, Paige holding the Shieldmaiden Title high in the air as the two spin before heading down to the ring.}

Terry Morasco: She defeated Shea O’Hara at Night of the Immortals keeping her reign intact.

Vasco Dias: OF COURSE SHE DID! Was there really any doubt?

{The girls get to the ring and enter, bragging to the crowd, Paige showing off her title as Sara walks over and grabs a microphone. She drops the title down over her shoulder and grabs hold of the microphone as the crowd’s boos die down.}

Paige Garcia: So now that the Irish Bombshell is gone and out of the picture, the question is...who!?

{She motions to the back.}

Paige Garcia: Who is going to walk down that aisle, get in this ring and challenge me for this championship!?

{The two feign waiting with baited breath, and no music hits. They look at each other and laugh.}

Paige Garcia: That’s right! Not a single damn one of you! There’s nobody left to be beaten. Shea? Beat. Kayla? Please, she doesn’t know which way is up. Kate? She’ll be in an asylum if we’re lucky. Crystal? She’s a has-been. So that leaves...nobody. So...I’ll sit there, staring at my phone...hoping...praying...someone challenges me for the title at Open Fight Night, and just like all who came before her...they’ll fail.

{She holds the title high in the air.}

Paige Garcia: This title isn’t going anywhere...anytime soon. I will remain the future of the Diamonds Division...until I see it fit to become the present.

{With that, she drops the microphone with a thud as “Over You” plays again as the twins exit the ring.}

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SINGLES MATCH
Fiona McFly vs Kate Steele

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{Bad Reputation by Joan Jett begins to play across the speakers and as it does “The Siren” Kate Steele emerges out of the curtains to the loud sounds of cheers. The English crowd begins to cheer loudly as Kate takes off her hoodie to show off her blue hair. She is accompanied by her husband Teddy Warren. She smiles as she walks to the ring and grins as she points to some Union Jack flags in the crowd. She slides inside as she calls for a microphone.}

Kate Steele: That’s right it feels so good to be competing in England of all places. It sucks going to all of these other countries and there’s no place like being here in England. You all know talent. You all know that I deserve a shot at something but I continuously get screwed but you all love me right? Manchester all the way!

{The fans begin to cheer in return that is until she takes her hoodie off and shows off her Chelsea FC shirt and the crowd begins to boo.}

Kate Steele: Oh so now you all want to boo me?! You want to boo me because I am supporting my favourite team… Doesn’t matter I am over this city anyway.

{Kate smiles as she takes her Chelsea FC shirt and throws it into the crowd but they throw it right back. Teddy motions for them to stop booing and that’s when...Fiona’s music begins to hit.}

{"I'm Shipping Up to Boston" by Dropkick Murphys kicks into high gear as Fiona McFly marches out on stage, takes a bow, and heads down to the ring--giving lucky fans quick pecks on the cheek along the way.}

Terri Morasco: And here we go… Fiona vs Kate Steele. You know Fiona didn’t win at the Night of the Immortals.

Vasco Dias: But she made it there. Winning the Iron Maiden to get there. Since that match Kate hasn’t been the same. She’s been complaining a lot more and even throwing temper tantrums. Hopefully she can pick things up tonight.

{The bells sounds as the match becomes underway. Kate walks to the center of the ring as she actually extends a hand for a handshake. Fiona thinks about it as she reaches for the hand but instead all she gets is a slap to the face in return. Fiona grabs at her face in pain as Kate kicks her in the gut and ddts her right into the mat. She turns her over hooking a leg for the pin fall. 1……..2……..Kate places her feet on the ropes for added leverage with Teddy holding her legs down but the referee catches it.}

Terri Morasco: Kate trying to just steal this match.

Vasco Dias: She is just trying to do whatever it takes to win Terri. There’s nothing wrong with that.

{Kate gets up as she begins to argue with the referee making sure not to touch them but by then Fiona is back on her feet. She is standing behind Kate and is screaming for Kate to turn around. Kate eventually does turn around and the moment she does is the very moment that she gets taken down to the mat with a deep arm drag. Kate quickly gets back up and a dropkick sends Kate to the turnbuckle. She bounces off of them and goes for a running clothesline which Fiona is able to duck underneath. Kate stops in her tracks and as she turns around Fiona takes her down to the mat with a spinning wheel kick. Kate falls down to the mat as Fiona hovers over her.}

Terri Morasco: And now Fiona is in control here.

Vasco Dias: Come on Kate I know you are better than this.

{Kate is slow to move and that’s when Fiona tries to capitalize on the smaller woman. She lifts Kate high up into the air looking for a vertical suplex but Kate ends up using her knees to break the hold driving them into Fiona’s head. Kate ends up on the other side of Fiona as she wraps her arms around her going for a german suplex. She hits it and keeps herself bridged for a pin fall… 1…...2………. Fiona is able to kick out of the move at the last second.}

Terri Morasco: And Kate has found a counter and moves this back into her wheelhouse.

Vasco Dias: She needs to do a lot more than that if she is going to put Fiona down though.

{Kate stands up as she stares down at Fiona. She begins to drive some boots into her as she ascends to the top rope. She gives the crowd the finger before she jumps off going for a splash but Fiona is able to move out of the way at the last second. Kate clutches at her chest in pain as Fiona watches her get up and the moment Kate straightens herself out. Fiona grabs Kate and doesn’t hesitate as she drives her right into the mat with her Sending Off. Kate is laid out on the floor as the crowd counts in unison.}

Terri Morasco: She’s hit Sending Off and this one has to be over!

Vasco Dias: Come on Kate… You are better than this!

{Fiona hooks a leg for the pin fall… 1……….2…….Kate’s foot is on the ropes but that’s only after Teddy walks away throwing his hands up in the air. He smiles as he reaches under the ring and showcases a megaphone. He holds it tightly as he begins to speak into it.}

Terri Morasco: Oh God who gave that man a megaphone?!

Vasco Dias: Cheer up Terri… Let the best mouthpiece in wrestling do his job.

Teddy Warren: You see that kickout?! YOU ALL SEE THAT… Best Damn Submissionist in the game TODAY!!!! MAKING THESE BITCHES TAP OUT… EVEN THIS CHICK IN THE RING!

{Fiona stares at Teddy out of the ring. The two exchange some words with one another as Teddy grins throwing his hands up. Fiona decides to focus back on the match and she goes to pick Kate up but gets caught in Kate’s Siren’s Song Triangle Choke. Fiona’s hands are moving about as the crowd is behind her.}

Teddy Warren: THAT’S RIGHT YOU TAP… THERE’S NOTHING WRONG IN LOSING TO THE GREATEST AND MOST AMAZING SUBMISSIONIST IN THE COMPANY TODAY!!!

Terri Morasco: Between Teddy’s antics Fiona got suckered right in.

Vasco Dias: And she’s trapped in that Triangle Choke. This is over ring that bell.

{Kate keeps it applies but eventually Fiona is able to roll as Fiona is now the one on her back. Kate’s hold is broken as Fiona now has Kate’s arm in her Kimura hold. Shamlock is locked in tight as Kate screams and she fights it for as long as she can in the center in the ring but eventually she has no choice as she screams to the referee that she gives up. The referee calls for the bell as Fiona breaks the hold standing up with her arm raised.}

Terri Morasco: And Fiona McFly wins with her Kimura… So much for that whole best submissionist in the world thing.

Vasco Dias: And Kate has dropped her fourth straight match. Will she get out of this slump?

{Fiona leaves the ring as Teddy checks on Kate. Kate pushes her husband away as she walks over to the ring steps and begins to kick it. She grabs a chair from ringside throwing it against the barricade just throwing a temper tantrum.}

Terri Morasco: And Kate’s emotions getting the best of her. We will see if Kathy has some fines to dish out.

Vasco Dias: Come on Kate no need for this.

{Kate just breaks more equipment as we fade to a commercial break.}

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SEGMENT
“Detective Work”

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{We cut to the backstage area and it is there where we see that Crystal Millar and Zelda Knite sitting in an interrogation room of some sorts. Both women have detective badges dangling from their neck as they have a figure sitting down in front of them. Upon seeing EMF the fans actually begin to cheer and Crystal takes it all in as the camera shows who is in front of them. It’s none other than Sarah Jade Wilson’s cohort Domi Natrix. Domi is handcuffed as Crystal and Zelda begin to circle around her.}

Domi Natrix: Let me go you crazy women!

{Crystal begins to wave her finger.}

Crystal Millar: Now what fun would that be?! I mean I am Detective Christina Rose with the 2nd Precinct and this is my partner Detective Sydney Marie.

Zelda Knite: Whoa, whoa, whoa… Timeout… Who said we were going to use our first and middle names as our detective names.

Crystal Millar: I said we were… We talked about this in rehearsal remember?

Zelda Knite: See this is why you are always doing things wrong… You are the one that killed Tommy the cat because your fat ass sat on him.

Crystal Millar: Well excuse me for actually being creative. Do you know how hard it was to get this get up? To kidnap this jobber and bring her all the way back here to Rose Productions movie studio? It took so much work.

Zelda Knite: Well God forbid you actually had to do something and lift a finger.

Domi Natrix: Would you two untie me and just let me go now!

Zelda Knite: Can I use my nightstick on her…

Crystal Millar: No…

Domi Natrix: Let me go.

Zelda Knite: YOU CAN’T HANDLE THE TRUTH!

{Zelda begins to poke Domi in the chest as Crystal rolls her eyes in return.}

Crystal Millar: Wrong movie Zelda…

Zelda Knite: Can I at least tase her?!

Crystal Millar: NO… We didn’t even make our point yet!

{Crystal takes a deep breath as she looks down at Domi.}

Crystal Millar: Ok jobber listen up.

Domi Natrix: THAT’S NOT EVEN MY NAME!

Zelda Knite: DOMI YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO REMAIN SILENT ANYTHING YOU SAY CAN AND WILL BE USED AGA

Crystal Millar: ZELDA WE ALREADY HAVE HER DETAINED! That should have been said like before we even brought her hair.

Zelda Knite: Why won’t you let me have fun?! All I want is to just do something.. .Let me be that bad cop!

Crystal Millar: Anyway my partner here is a little of a hothead. She’s like my bullock to my Jim Gordon, and yes it’s sad I am the only good thing left in this town. Anyway a month or so ago you and SJW thought it was funny to just lay me and Zelda out. You hit her in the back with a chair and SJW curb stomped me right against a chair. Do you know what’s it like to have a concussion and miss the biggest show of the year? Do you know what’s it like to not be in the fray…

Zelda Knite: NO BECAUSE SHE’S A WORTHLESS JOBBER!!

Crystal Millar: Well yeah that but it was wrong… But thank you for the wonderful mail from the fans. They kept asking me when I was going to strike back especially after that scandal pulled by SJW when it came to me. So Sarah Jade Wilson I know you are watching. I know you have some stuff to say about me and nothing is ever fair in war. So on behalf of all movie puns everyw where. You brought a New Hope to yourself but today it’s about the EMF striking back.

Zelda Knite: Are we that pretentious that we are calling ourselves “The” EMF because I have a counter point.

Crystal Millar: And she spray painted SJW on my back and ugly stamped me. So we here at EMFtopia have declared war in the way that we know best… It’s time to shave a biatchhhhhh… Zelda grab the scissors.

{Zelda smiles as Crystal sits down on Domi as Zelda begins to clip Domi’s hair. She keeps cutting it until Domi is bald. Crystal smiles as she looks into the camera.}

Crystal Millar: You see what you are dealing with! SJW if you want to step to the plate… Please strike back… Me and Z are waiting…

Zelda Knite: Can I spray paint the camera lens?!

Crystal Millar: Fine!

{Zelda grabs a can of spray paint, as she spells EMF on the lens, as Crystal grabs the ugly stamp in the background and stamps it all over Domi as we fade out.}

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SEGMENT
”The Best Wrestler.”

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Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, the IWF Man of Steel champion...Ryan Shane!!!

{“Victim” by Eighteen Visions begins to play throughout the arena. Ryan Shane steps out onto the ramp. He is dressed in a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt. The Man of Steel championship is draped over his left shoulder. As he makes his way to the ring he does so slowly. He is obviously feeling the effects of his last match.}

Terri Morasco: Ryan Shane is hear and the fans are showing their appreciation!

Crowd: Shane! Shane! Shane!

{Shane climbs the steps and enters the ring. Once inside he reaches for a microphone. He waits for his music to fade and the fans to settle down.}

Ryan Shane: I want to thank you for the warm welcome. As you know, at Night of the Immortals Zasshu put me through hell. It is not hype when I say he is one of the toughest men I have ever faced. Just one look at me and you can see what he is capable of.

{The camera zooms in on Shane and you can see the injuries of the war with Zasshu. Especially on his face where the black and blue around his eyes can’t be missed.}

Ryan Shane: In fact, my doctors didn’t want me making the trip. They told me I should be at home recovering. That just wasn’t going to happen. I had to be in front of a live audience because I have an important announcement I need to make.

{The fans begin to stir again in anticipation.}

Ryan Shane: As you know there has been a lot of talk about retirement lately around the IWF. Great men who gave their all to the business are either walking away, or having the business taken from them. That brings me to my announcement.

Vasco Dias: Please tell me Ryan Shane is hanging it up as well. Just give Zasshu back the Man of Steel title like he deserves.

Terri Morasco: Let’s just hear what he has to say.

Ryan Shane: Some of you may already know this but I’m going to let the rest of you in on it. My IWF contract ended the day after Night of the Immortals. For the past couple of months I had been mulling over if wrestling is still something I wanted to do. I wasn’t sure I had the passion for it.

Terri Morasco: I think Shane showed his passion at Night of the Immortals. If he didn't have it he wouldn't have outlasted Zasshu.

Vasco Dias: I thought that was luck, not passion.

Ryan Shane: I want you to know that the past couple of months have been some of the best I have had in the business. With the help of you the fans I was able to find my passion for the business once again.

{The crowd begins to chant his name once again.}

Ryan Shane: Today is not a time for another sad announcement. I wanted to be here tonight to let you all know that on the same day my contract ran out I signed a new one. Ryan Shane isn’t going anywhere!

Vasco Dias: I thought he said this wasn’t a sad announcement.

Terri Morasco: The fans sure seem to be happy about it Vasco.

Ryan Shane: So now that we all know I’m not going anywhere let’s move on to this pretty little thing over my shoulder.

{Shane looks down at the newly shined up Man of Steel title.}

Ryan Shane: I worked too hard to win this title, and I worked even harder to keep it. When no one wanted to step up and face Zasshu, I did! The Man of Steel title used to mean something, I think the IWF forgot about that. Look at the men who have held it. Mike Laszlo and Jake Conway are former champions. Both of those men were fighting for the Imperial title at Night of the Immortals.

Vasco Dias: Both of them were unsuccessful.

Terri Morasco: True. But I think Shane is pointing out that former Man of Steel champions have made their way into Imperial title contention.

Ryan Shane: The Man of Steel title is something that should be held in high regard. Sure it’s a little different than what the guys in the back may be used to. It might not seem as glorious as winning the Imperial title. We all want to be the top dog.

{The crowd seems to get behind that idea.}

Ryan Shane: I want to make it very clear. I’m not looking at the Man of Steel title as a second place trophy. Like I said, I worked too hard for it. It means everything to me. Anyone can win a wrestling match. Not everyone can make their opponent tap out, or even tougher, knock them out.

Vasco Dias: Ryan Shane never knocked out Zasshu!

Terri Morasco: I believe the referee counted to ten once Zasshu passed out from the pain of The Crying Shane. I'm going to count it.

Ryan Shane: I’m no runner up. I’m proud to be called Man of Steel champion. I know it’s a title I earned. In my eyes it validated everything I wanted to be. Look up and down the roster and I dare you to find someone who can call themselves a better wrestler than me. If anyone wants to dispute that they can feel free to do so. If they want a shot against the best, all they have to do is ask…


{As the opening strains of "I Remember (Hail to the Victors Intro)" by Tristam booms out over the arena's speakers Nighthawk stands at the top of the ramp with a microphone.}

Nighthawk: I'm not one to come out here and run my mouth. I want to be thought of as the best. And I want to be a champion. I want a shot at a title.


{The fans of Nighthawk cheer at the thought of him going for the Man of Steel title. Shane looks at Nighthawk and smiles.}

Ryan Shane: I should have known you would be the first in line Nighthawk. Though can I ask, where were you when Zasshu was champion? That's right, you took some time off. At Night of the Immortals you had a chance to win an Imperial title shot and you failed. Now you are coming out here and telling me you want a shot at MY title? I made it very clear that this belt isn't a runner up trophy. I know your pedigree Nighthawk. I know how much being the best means to you. We've been in the ring with each other before. So tell me you really want to be Man of Steel champion. Tell me that you calling me out isn't just settling for you...

Nighthawk: I've always had respect for you, Ryan. If Roberto Verona didn't sit on his title, and came out to make a challenge, I'd be doing the same thing. I want to be the best, and trying to win the championship that typifies what being a pro wrestler means is proof of that.. If you want to be the Imperial Champion, you want to be the face of this company. If you want the Invictus, you have to get used to the idea of there being a constant target on your back. But if you want to be the Man of Steel, you want to be the best wrestler. Nothing else matters to me than that.

{The fans agreeing with Nighthawk roar in approval. Inside the ring even Shane is shaking his head in agreement.}

Ryan Shane: Fair enough Hawk. First off let me say that the respect is mutual. Despite our differences you have always exemplified what a true professional in this business should be. When I won this title I said I would defend it. All anyone had to do was ask. You want your shot, you got it. All you need to do is name the time and place. You can be sure I'll be ready.

Nighthawk: Open Fight Night is coming up in a couple weeks...

Ryan Shane: You know that's not a bad idea...BUT this is Ryan Shane versus Nighthawk for the first time ever in the IWF. When you take into account it's for the Man of Steel title will be on the line, I think a grander stage is in order. I'm thinking Bloody Assizes!

{That announcement has the fans cheering loudly for both men. They can't wait for this match to happen. Nighthawk seems to be in agreement with the crowd.}

Nighthawk: I guess I'll see you there.

{Nighthawk returns to the back. Inside the ring Shane lifts the title to the fans as they cheer.}

Terri Morasco: Ryan Shane versus Nighthawk at Bloody Assizes? That's going to be a huge match.

Vasco Dias: Don't forget Shane mentioned Open Fight Night is in a couple of weeks. He said all people had to do was ask for a shot. Let's see if he is a man of his word. He might not even make to to Bloody Assizes.

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SINGLES MATCH
Warren Kane vs Addisyn Starr (Steel O’Buffington)

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Terri Morasco: Just last week Warren Kane along with Jayson Matthews secured himself a future Imperial Championship match.

Vasco Dias: More like stole it from Adam Knite.

Terri Morasco: However you want to view it. Warren Kane is riding high right now and tonight he steps into the ring with the person pet of Addisyn Starr, Steel O’Buffington.

Vasco Dias: Personally I hope Steel rips Warren Kane a new one.

Terri Morasco: Warren Kane has proved time and again that he is the future of this company.

Vasco Dias: By never being able to win the big one?

Terri Morasco: By always making it back to the big one.

{The lights go out as the crowd chanting fills the arena.}

"Da da da de da da da
Da da da de da da da

Da da da de da da da
Da da da de da da da

LET'S GO!"

{As the song kicks in the tron explodes to life with a quick pyro as red and white strobe lights begin to flash. Warren Kane comes to the front of the stage and brings his arms up infront of his chest before extending them outwards and upwards creating a reaction from the crowd.}

"It's not easy making a name for yourself, Where do you draw the line?
I never thought I'd be in this far.
Let's have some fun and never change that for anyone, try not to miss me when I'm gone

Woooh, wooooh"

I sold my soul to the open road!"

{He then heads towards the ring, clicking his neck, wrists and elbows to prepare for his match before STEEL COMES ROARING DOWN THE RAMP AND CRASHES INTO THE BACK OF WARREN WITH A DEVASTATING CLOTHES LINE SENDING HIM FACE FIRST INTO THE APRON!!!! }

Terri Morasco: What the hell!?

Vasco Dias: Starr is looking to make an impact tonight!

Terri Morasco: She sent her monster to attack Warren before the match even began!

Vasco Dias: She does what she needs to do to get ahead in this business! She’s just a girl in a man’s world!

Terri Morasco: Are you really buying into her crap?

{ Steel grabs Warren by the neck and throws him hard into the steel steps knocking them over as the referee screams from inside the ring. }

Terri Morasco: He can’t do this.

Vasco Dias: Are you going to stop him?

{ Addisyn comes strutting down the ramp to no music as Steel reaches for Warren again. She gets to ringside and screams “DESTROY HIM!” Steel throws Warren with a two handed choke toss nearly ten feet where he lands hard on the padded arena floor. Starr smiles wide as Steel walks toward Warren Kane is trying to get up. Steel explodes at Warren as he gets to his feet and connects with a huge clothes line that sends him spinning head over heels as Starr claps her hands. }

Terri Morasco: This man is a future Imperial Champion contender!

Vasco Dias: Right now he looks like Starr’s next meal!

{ Warren tries to get up again but Steel is right there with a big clubbing blow to the back of his head, he grips him around the waist and throws him hard into the ring apron with a release German suplex as the referee just shakes his head, unsure as to what to do. }

Vasco Dias: I love watching Starr work over her opponents.

Terri Morasco: What? Steel is the one doing all the work!

Vasco Dias: I’m sorry but the only one I see is Starr and she’s putting on a hell of a show.

{ Starr gives directions to Steel as he pulls Warren up to his feet, he picks him up over his head in a gorilla press position and then tosses him over the top rope into the ring for the first time this match. Steel leaps up onto the apron and climbs into the ring as the referee tries to hold him back. Warren seems out of it as he claws for the ropes. The referee gets Steel back into a corner and then goes to check on Warren who has pulled himself up to his feet. Warren says he wants to go, the referee is unsure but calls for the bell. }

Terri Morasco: No way…

Vasco Dias: HAH! Welcome to Warren’s funeral!

{ Warren raises his fists as Steel explodes out of the corner and looks for a spear but Warren spins out of the way and sends Steel crashing right into the steel ring post! }

Vasco Dias: NO!!!!

{ Warren gets a second wind and runs to the opposing corner, he slams against the turnbuckles and waits for Steel to stand up again, he does and Warren comes roaring across the ring with the OLE KICK TO THE HEAD OF STEEL!!! Steel falls back into the corner and Warren grabs him around the waist, spins him around and then sends him flying into the corner turnbuckles with the SPLOSION SUPLEX!!!! }

Terri Morasco: Warren Kane is not going down that easy!

Vasco Dias: The man is busted up and broken after Night of the Immortals! There is no way Starr is going to lose this match!

Terri Morasco: Well things aren’t looking good for Steel right now!

{ Warren hits himself in the side of the head as he tries to get himself right, he looks to Steel who is pulling himself up on the ropes, Warren moves for him but Steel comes exploding out of the corner with a huge SPEAR!!! He drills Warren into the mat hard and jumps right up to his feet and lets out a huge yell as he stands over the young Kane. }

Vasco Dias: Starr cannot lose!

Terri Morasco: Warren is still hurting from the Joker in the Pack Match, Steel got the jump on him, he walked into this match with a huge disadvantage.

Vasco Dias: Don’t make excuses for him!

{ Steel palms the head of Warren Kane and rips him up to his feet, he stuffs him at the command of Starr and then pulls him high up into the air, hoisting him even higher off his shoulder for the Elevated Powerbomb and sends him crashing into the mat! }

Vasco Dias: ELEVATED POWER BOMB!!!!

{ Starr commands him to make pin and Steel does just that as Warren seems to be out of it. The referee makes the count, ONE! TWO! THREE!!!! Steel jumps right up and pumps his arms as Starr joins him in the ring, the two of them celebrating her win over a former Imperial Champion contender. }

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SEGMENT
”The Return.”

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{ The audio and visual cuts out and goes to static… Seconds pass like minutes as you wait for the show to come back, wondering if perhaps you forgot to pay the cable bill or is there a freak storm coming in but then the static cuts to blackness though there is a dull hum coming from the speakers of your television. Slowly you lean forward and tap on the sides of the television like an old video game system, hoping that fixes the problem. Your face is less than an inch from the television when suddenly a bright torch lights before your eyes startling you. The flame flickers against the blackness, the hum fading into the crackle of the burning wood. }

”I am sorry you have been without me my children…”

{ A cold chill runs down your spine as torches ignite all over you television screen. The entire arena is a blaze with burning torches as children scream and caring parents try to console them. You scoot back to the safety of your couch, the voice sounding so familiar and it is that familiarity that scares you the most. }

”But your time of wandering blindly in the darkness is over…”

{ Several dozen torches ignite in an eerie circle at the top of the stage, this causes you to jump as you see the pale face with the terrible smile standing there, arms outstretched, clad in black and white, his voice booming through your television screen though there is no microphone in his hand. }

”Fore I have returned…”

{ Through out the arena the torches burst into bright flames as the men holding them are seemingly engulfed and all around the pale man with the dark grin fire erupts. He stands there proudly with his arms out as his followers seem to burn all around him. You keep telling yourself this is just a television show, it’s all set up with special effects and stunt people but you can’t shake that that feeling, like breath on the back of your neck. }

”And may I have mercy.”

{ The circle of fire suddenly explodes around him, flames shoot straight up to the ceiling of the arena as he is seemingly burned to a crisp. All around the arena people scream in horror, even you find yourself shrieking at the self emollition happening before. You reached for the remote control and struggle to turn the screen off as the fires burn bright, he press the power button over and over again but nothing is happening. You slam the remote against your palm trying to get it to work to no avail when suddenly a pale hand grips your fists and forces you to look him right in his dead black eyes. }

”I will save you.”

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SEGMENT
“2016 WOMEN’S HALL OF FAME INDUCTION”

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{We return from commercial…}

Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen...I’m pleased to introduce to you, one of the heads of the IWF Diamonds Division...RILEY...GOOOOORDON!

{Riley walks down to the ring in a white blouse and a pin-striped skirt. She has a folder in her hand and there’s a table in the ring, covered with a black sheet. She enters the ring and looks around to an applause, a smile on her face as she waves.}

Riley Gordon: Thank you...thank you...you’re so kind. Tonight, I’ve been tasked with a great honor. I have come out here tonight to introduce, the 2016 Inductee in the IWF Hall of Fame on the Diamonds side of things.

{The crowd cheers as they’re about to witness a big moment.}

Riley Gordon: The IWF Hall of Fame is a prestigious honor. One, that to this date, has only been bestowed on four individuals in this company; one that is awarded to a male and female member of the roster every year around this time. So at this time...I’d like to introduce...our newest member of the IWF Hall of Fame…

{The crowd is directed to the big screen as the lights go down.}

Alison Valance: From Cleveland, Ohio…

{There’s flashes of Alexis Caffrey through the different appearances and stages in her career, skipping down to the ring.}

Alison Valance: ALEXIS...CAFFREEEEEY!!!

{The screen goes black and a date appears on the screen…}

MAY 3RD 2015:
CONVERGENCE

{Firenze begins to shake her head, slowly coming around a little more, and suddenly realises she has an opportunity here to finish this match off. As Hilton also begins to pick herself up Everett uses the ropes to lift herself up slowly but surely as the pair eventually get to their feet. Crystal charges at Everett but receives a kick to the gut for her troubles as Firenze struggles to stay on her feet. Gathering her strength Everett takes her chance and she grabs Hilton and she manages to strike with a The Finale! This could be over right here as Crystal is left in a heap, but as Everett prepares for a pin she feels a hand on her shoulder where she finds Alexis standing, also not in very good shape, but realising the situation is desperate. Firenze lunges forward as she goes for a Black Heart Execution... but Caffrey ducks and Firenze strikes the slightly recovered Hilton! Everett stumbles, but can't keep her balance, as Caffrey sets her up for the Kiss Goodnight! She pushes Everett away and covers Crystal who is in terrible shape here as the referee drops to his knees, 1.....2......3! Alexis has done it! She has won the Iron Maiden and will go on to Night of the Immortals!}

{Another date hits the screen.}

MAY 31ST 2015
NIGHT OF THE IMMORTALS II

{Alexis calls for the kiss goodnight, as she goes for the start Ana kicks her in the stomach and hits a savate kick sending Alexis down. Ana holds her ribs and calls for Alexis to get up again, as she goes in for the kill Ana holds the area where her steel plate is and roans, Alexis leaps up grabbing Ana's head hitting a kiss goodnight out of nowhere! she pins 1..2...3...Alexis wins!}

Vasco Dias: WHAT THE HELL?!?!?! THAT WAS EVEN MORE QUESTIONABLE?!?!?!

Terri Morasco: Says you! A three count is a three count Vasco.

{Cult of love hits and Alex slides from the ring with the Diamonds title, the crowd pops as Alexis holds it high. Mike hugs Alexis as they make their way up the ramp.}

{We go back to the ring and see Riley Gordon again.}

Riley Gordon: So now, without further adieu...I give you this year’s female Hall of Famer...ALEXIS...CAFFREY!!!

{”Cult of Love” hits the speakers as Alexis skips out onto the stage, her arms held out for everyone to admire her before she skips down to the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope, shaking the hand of Riley Gordon who then turns and reveals the Hall of Fame plaque and ring under the sheet. She hands it to Alexis who slides the ring over her finger. She admires it before taking the microphone as Riley leaves the ring.

The crowd give a mixed reaction as she raises the microphone to her lips.}

Alexis Caffrey: I set out with a goal about a year and a half ago to prove to the world that I was one of the greatest female competitors to EVVVVER step foot inside this ring. For months I heard I wasn’t as good as Amber Richards, Eternity, Ana Jones, or Jessica Reed. Then...as you saw on that big digital screen over there…

{She points a finger into her chest.}

Alexis Caffrey: I BEAT ANA JONES! I won the Diamonds Title, not once, but twice, and my two reigns combined were longer than Amber’s three. I beat Eternity to win my baby back the second time, and don’t you let your little minds be surprised if I don’t come back and do it all over again. The haters can say what they will, and their opinions will be recognized as pointless and a bunch of insecurities. I am one of the greatest to step foot in this ring. I AM an IWF...Hall of FAMER!

{She kisses the ring on her finger as “Cult of Love” plays, another mixed reaction in the process as she exits the ring and skips up the ramp into the outstretched arms of her husband. She jumps into his arms and the two share a wild, passionate kiss on the stage as the show goes to commercial.}

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SINGLES MATCH
Johnny Gillmen vs James Franklin Karn

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{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:  Here we go with JFK vs. Johnny Gillmen!

Vasco Dias:  Karn's comin' off not bein' on the Night of the Immortals card last week, so he's gonna be goin' into this match with somethin' to prove.

{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 get ready for the match.}

Vasco Dias:  Johnny's just an IWF rook...but his humility makes me wanna puke.

Terri Morasco:  Gillmen is starting to warm up really nicely in only his second IWF match.

[DING!]

{In an act of good sporting behavior in the eyes of the Manchester strong, the Johnny and JFK shake hands in the center of the ring before moving clockwise, trying to figure out who was going to make the first move.  Eventually, the two men lock up, with JFK firing off a series of elbows that back the Islander alumnus into the corner and causing the man in stripes to call for a clean break, to which Karn does so.  Gillmen and JFK lock up ring-center once more; this time, Gillmen gets the upper hand, utilizing his Shotokan karate prowess with various open-handed punches and front kicks to the ribs, sending his opponent back into the opposite corner.  The referee calls for the break, and Johnny does as he's told before locking up with JFK again.  This time, the former nCw and XHF great sends the less-experienced Portland, ME native for the ride.  Johnny bounces off the ropes and into a dropkick, but he kips right back up and nails JFK with a dropkick of his own!  Now the two men lock up for a third time--this time, Johnny gets behind his man and applies a hammerock, which is immediately reversed by the Floridian, who holds onto his rival's left arm and transitions into a standing armdrag takedown!  But Gillmen bounces back up off the deck and applies and armdrag takedown of his own a Mexican standoff ensues as Johnny and JFK face each other, much to the crowd's delight.}

Terri Morasco:  Wow!  These two men didn't waste any time and went for a straight-up wrestling match!

Vasco Dias:  Boring...

{Johnny and JFK lock up once more, but this time, Gillmen is able to take a clearer advantage of the situation, nailing his opponent with a sharp front kick to the midsection, followed up by a high vertical suplex...and a second and third vertical suplex, completing the hat trick!  Johnny goes for the cover...}

1...!

2...!!

KICKOUT!!!

{Johnny continues his attack, picking JFK up and chucking him over the top rope and onto the floor!  The ex-college grad lets out a fierce battle cry before bouncing off the ropes, and before the zebra-man can even start his ten-count, Johnny FLIES OVER THE TOP ROPE IN A SUICIDE CORKSCREW PLANCHA...ONLY FOR KARN TO ROLL OUT OF THE WAY, CAUSING GILLMEN TO HIT NOTHING BUT FLOOR!!!}

Vasco Dias:  Crash an' burn, huh Mav?

Terri Morasco:  Johnny took a bit of a gamble out there and paid for it...

{Johnny is left huffing and puffing as Karn seizes control, yanking Gillmen up by the hair before sending him crashing head-and-shoulder-first into the steel steps!}

Referee:  ONE...TWO...!!!

{Johnny clutches his shoulder, but JFK gives him very little room to breathe as he picks him and drops him over the safety fence--and right onto his groin!}

Vasco Dias:  He won't be getting his dick wet after that one!

Terri Morasco:  SERIOUSLY?!?!  Who writes your dialogue, Quentin Tarantino!?!

Referee:  THREE...FOUR...FIVE!!!

{The fans are a mix of whistles and catcalls as Karn pulls Gillmen off the guardrail and unceremoniously dumps him back into the squared circle.  Johnny slowly manages to try and pull himself back to his feet, but his sent face-first into the deck when the Floridian nails his rival with a bulldog, using the top strand as a springboard!  Pulling him back to a vertical base by the hair--earning some stern words from the striped-shirted man in the process--Karn is able to nail Gillmen with a German suplex, transitioning the maneuver into a pinning bridge!}

1..!

2...!!

NOPE!!!

{Karn scowls at the referee, getting up and taunting the crowd to a mix of laughs but mostly more Premier League football-style whistles and chants of "wanker!"  Seeing that Gillmen is about to pull himself back together from the corner of his eye, however, JFK goes right back on the charge and attempts to connect his T.K.K superkick squarely into Gillmen's mug, but Johnny ducks underneath and surprises the Miami resident with a small package!}

1...!

2...!!

THREEEEEEEAWWWWWW!!!!!

Terri Morasco:  So close...

Vasco Dias:  Yeah but close only counts when you're on the golf course...

Terri Morasco:  Will you STOP!?!

{The former TAMUCC Islander's eyes widen in shock, and the Manchester faithful react to the close two-count with chants of "THE REFEREE'S A WANKER!" in perfect iambic pentameter!  Johnny, to his credit, remains calm and collected even as the zebra holds up two fingers; Gillmen then tries to apply his dreaded BRAIN DRIAN Iron Claw, but JFK immediately counters this with a sharp, swift kick to the ribs before following it up with his HANGMAN'S NECKBREAKER signature!  Karn goes for the cover...}

1...!

2...!!

THREEEEEEE--NOOOOOO!!!!!

Vasco Dias:  GOD DAMMIT, REF!!  Count faster!!

Terri Morasco:  Bite your tongue...this is a family show!

{Karn stands up pissed, angrily barking the referee as the crowd goes wild!  Meanwhile, Johnny is able to quickly pull himself back to his feet and climb up t to the top rope!  Gillmen takes a few moments to play to the crowd before flying off, taking JFK to the mat with his patented headscissor takedown--the preliminary maneuver to his WIPEOUT submission!  But the momentum causes JFK to plant himself firmly on top of Johnny in a surprise roll-up!}

1..!

2...!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

[DING-DING-DING!!!]

{"American Monster" plays again as Johnny stands up, unsure of what the heck happened out there, but then he realizes he just got pinned upon seeing Karn celebrate the victory!  Without warning, Gillmen offers his hand as a token of good sportsmanship.}

Terri Morasco:  JFK won this match, but Johnny wants a handshake!

Vasco Dias:  I think I'm gonna be sick...

{JFK, unsure of what to do at first, hesitates for a moment as the Manchester faithful cheers louder.  Johnny then says "that was a heckuva fun match!" to his opponent as Karn shakes his opponent's hand, reciprocating the gesture.}

Vasco Dias:  Anyone got a barf bag?

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SEGMENT
”An interview with Rob Diamond.”

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Earlier in the day.

{ Terri Morasco is seen calmly sitting in the backstage interview area hours before Sacrifice is due to go on the air. She uses her hand to brush her hair back as she gets the off camera cue that they are on. }

Terri Morasco: Good evening. I’m Terri Morasco and tonight I will be conducting an in-depth interview with the man who may have ended th career of Steve Awesome just last week at IWF Presents: Night of the Immortals.

{ The scene shifts to last Sunday, Steve Awesome has Rob Diamond: Diamond set up for the Steve-KO on the apron, off to the side is a table set up over the exposed concrete. }

Terri Morasco: That was the scene moments before things went horribly wrong.

{ Just as we say Sunday the lights go out for several very long moments, when they come back on Rob Diamond: is on his feet and Steve Awesome is laying unconscious on the apron with blood gushing from his head. }

Terri Morasco: It is still unclear what happened, was there a technically difficulty or was all of this planned? However things would go from bad to worse.

{ Rob Diamond grabs Steve and pulls him up into a double underhook pile driver. Spike Kane screams at him from inside the ring “STOP!” but Rob Diamond looks back at him and screams in reply “YOU WOULDN’T STOP!” and then drives Steve Awesome through the table onto the concrete with the pile driver. }

Terri Morasco: Rob Diamond would go on to claim a pin fall victory over Steve Awesome, Awesome himself was immediately rushed to the hospital and at this time we are still awaiting updates as to his future inside of a professional wrestling ring. I’m here with the man who won that unsanctioned match, Rob Diamond.

{ We cut from the footage of Rob Diamond standing over Steve to Rob Diamond now sitting in a separate chair along side Terri Morasco. She adjusts herself so she is facing him. }

Terri Morasco: Rob Diamond, I think the big question on everyone’s mind right now is why? Why would you do that to your friend?

{ Rob shakes his head and laughs a condescending laugh before dead panning Terri. }

Rob Diamond:: Why? Are you f***ing kidding me? That man cost me three different title matches and gave me a career ending concussion! Driving his f***ing face through a table and ending his career is the least I could have done!

{ Terri nods her head looking away from him, his tone startling her a little. }

Terri Morasco: Understandable but still when faced with the same decision a little over a year ago with Spike Kane you chose to put him down-

Rob Diamond:: And look what that cost me! Months of my career! The Imperial Championship! I should of done to Spike then what I did Steve at Immortals and pile drove his self righteous suffering ass straight to hell.

Terri Morasco: Be that is it may it all seemed very out of character.

Rob Diamond:: What the hell do you know about me, huh? You know about the bullsh** puff pieces IWF has been running on me since I signed. The loveable loser, the GOAT, the best to never be Imperial Champion! Oh look at Rob as he valiantly fights for the sanctity of IWF BY HIM SELF! But you never talk about who I was before I came here, the things I had to do to reach the top. This company likes to pretend it’s the only wrestling organization that’s ever existed. Well let me take you back in time for a minute. Monkeys! Roll the footage!

{ The scene shifts to footage from Sunday Night Collision, nearly eight years ago, the NCW logo proudly displayed in the lower right hand corner. Rob Diamond: Diamond is doing battle with a much taller man with flowing black hair and rippling muscles. }

Eric Hardy: I don’t believe this! Rob Diamond: Diamond has his brother on the ropes!

Willy Carter: I never thought I’d see this little bastard over power Maniac!

{ Rob throws his brother, Chris “Maniac” Diamond out onto the apron, he looks down at the exposed concrete. }

Eric Hardy: Rob Diamond has bad intentions here!

Willy Carter: My boy Spike Kane taught him well!

{ Rob climbs out a smiles a sinister smile as he pulls Chris up between his legs. He looks around as the crowd boos him before underhooking his arms, lifting him up and then leaping off the apron and pile driving his brother straight onto the exposed concrete. The footage cuts back to Rob Diamond: and Terri. }

Rob Diamond: IWF likes to paint this picture of me, sell me as some sort of Superman to all the kids in the crowd but I’ve never been that. Steve Awesome, like my brother before him learned that Sunday Night.

{ Terri clears her throat before shuffling some papers on her lap. }

Terri Morasco: I see… Well then let’s move on to the next big question coming out of Sunday Night… Were the lights going out-

Rob Diamond:: Were the lights going out what!? Planned!? How could I plan that? I don’t rent the arenas, I don’t pay the lighting guys, why don’t you go ask the man who signs the checks what the deal with the lights was!?

Terri Morasco: It just seems odd that they-

Rob Diamond:: Look Terri you can try and make this look like a set up all you like. The lights went out, sh** happens all the time. Maybe there was a power surge, maybe Verona forget to pay a bill, or maybe I’ve got more stroke than you know. Fact of the matter is this, I WON! I beat Steve Awesome. Period.

Terri Morasco: And you may well have ended his career.

Rob Diamond:: GOOD! He sure as hell ended mine.

Terri Morasco: Did he?

Rob Diamond:: Excuse me?

Terri Morasco: Did he end your career? I’m no medical expert but you seemed fine in that match. As a matter of fact you seemed better than you’ve ever been. I would think a man suffering from a career ending concussion would have some difficulties beating one of the best there has ever been.

Rob Diamond:: Well that’s thing, you’re not a medical expert. As for my career, am I on the card tonight?

Terri Morasco: No.

Rob Diamond:: EXACTLY! If I could wrestle I would! Night of the Immortals was my last match, Steve Awesome was my last opponent. I went out on my terms.

{ Terri nods her head again before speaking. }

Terri Morasco: It just isn’t adding up for me Rob Diamond:.

Rob Diamond:: Well math probably isn’t your strong point Terri. You know what? You asked me to come here, I came here and now you wanna harass me like I’m the goddamn bad guy!? I didn’t pay a man to hunt me down like a dog! I didn’t take the f***ing money to end my friends career! I didn’t do a goddamn thing but defend myself! And honestly I don’t owe you anymore of an explanation than that! You wanna sit here and pretend Steve Awesome is some white knight and somehow I’m the bad guy!? Then do that. But I’m f***ing done.

{ Rob rips the mic from his shirt and the booster pack from his waist tossing it off camera before standing up hard enough to knock his chair over. Terri flinches as Rob storms off the set before we fade to black… }

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SINGLES MATCH
Jayson Matthews vs Nighthawk

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Alison Valance: “The next match is a singles match scheduled for one fall.”

{The drum beat kicks in. Then the guitar riffs. Jayson Matthews comes stepping out onto the entrance ramp moving his head to the beat and staring out into the crowd with a wide eyed stare of awe at the packed house in attendance. He steps onto the entrance stage and makes sure to hit both sides of the stage to hype the crowd as the lyrics start.

Last call now I'm outta time
And I don't got no valentine
Singled out, now I stand alone
The underdog in a modern world
Suburbia is hot tonight
But nothing seems to feel alright
I don't want your sympathy
I just need a little therapy
At least that's what they say to me.

With that Jayson pumps himself up and runs for the ring with intensity as the chorus starts.

Hey ho let's go
I'm gonna start a riot
You don't wanna fight it
One two fuck you
Don't tell me what to do
I don't wanna be like you

He slides into the ring and all the lights in the arena start flashing black and orange really fast as Jayson climbs to a turnbuckle and yells into the crowd as they cheer back at him.

Can't you see it's killing me
I'm my own worst enemy
Knock me down I'll keep on moving
It's the art of losing

The music starts to fade as Jayson waits for his opponent.}

Alison Valance: “Introducing first, from Detroit, Michigan and weighing in at 201 pounds please welcome….. Jayson Matthews!”

{As the ring announcer moves to a neutral corner the lights in the sold-out arena dim for just a moment as the opening strains of "I Remember (Hail To The Victors Intro)" by Tristam boom out over the sound speakers, as Nighthawk walks to the ring confidently shaking hands with the crowd as he does so. Climbing up on the outside of the 2nd and 3rd turnbuckles the "Wrestling Machine" exhorts the crowd to make more and more noise before climbing into the ring and submitting himself to be checked out by the referee.}

Alison Valance: “And his opponent, from Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at 185 pounds….. ‘The Man of 1000 Holds’…. ‘The Wrestling Machine’ Nighthawk!”

Terri Morasco: “And here’s a really interesting matchup. Nighthawk, the consummate craftsman, against Jayson Matthews, who looks to rely on his speed and make things faster-paced. But is that a mistake Vasco?”

Vasco Dias: “I think it is, Terri, and here’s why. Throughout his IWF career up to now, Nighthawk has allowed us to think of him as just a mat wrestler, and with good reason. He is top-notch as a scientific wrestler. It could be easily argued there are few better in the world than him at taking an opponent apart on the mat. But he’s more than that. You do not get the moniker the ‘Man of 1000 Holds’ for being able to do just one thing. He can wrestle any which way he has to in order to beat his opponent.”

{Stepping into the center of the ring, his eyes cold and focused on his opponent, Nighthawk offers a hand which Jayson smoothly shakes before they each return to their respective corners and allow the referee to check them both for foreign objects. Satisfied that neither man has anything that resembles a foreign object of any kind the referee moves to ring the bell as Nighthawk steps into the center of the ring and immediately goes for a collar-and-elbow lock-up before dropping down and getting an ankle pick on Jayson Matthews and transitioning that right into a toe-and-ankle hold. Holding tight on the toe-and-ankle hold Nighthawk smoothly angles his body between himself and the ring ropes, thus forcing his opponent to somehow try and figure out a way through him to force a break.}

Terri Morasco: Hawk has it tightly locked in, in the center of the ring.

Vasco Dias: Looks like Matthews has nowhere to go.

{Continuing to crank on the toe-and-ankle hold as the referee now begins to move in to see if Jayson wants to surrender the Chicago native winces as the Detroiter attempts to escape by landing hard middle kicks to the upper back. But as Jayson continues to throw kicks the “Wrestling Machine” times one and smoothly grapevines the other leg causing Jayson to reach for the ropes before rolling to the floor as he yells out “What the FUCK was that?”}

Terri Morasco: We apologize for the language folks...we know your kids are watching.

Vasco Dias: They’ll learn it somewhere...why not here on our great programming!?

{Jayson gets back in the ring and Nighthawk tries to attack but Jayson is to his feet, fighting back. Hawk tries to swing wildly with a Clothesline, but Matthews ducks and hits him with the JAYSON MATTHEWS EXPERIENCE (Trouble in Paradise)!! He hooks the leg and gets the three count!!!}

Alison Valance: “The winner of the match…. Jayson Matthews!”

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“2016 MEN’S HALL OF FAME INDUCTION”

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{ We return from a brief commercial break after our main event for the final stages of tonight’s show. Roberto Verona stands in the ring which is dressed ornately with numerous ornaments in a fine suit, the Imperial Championship wrapped around his waist. Boos rain down on the COO as he stands, waiting for the noise to die down but after a while he simply chooses to press on regardless of the loud boos. }

Roberto Verona: Thank you ever so much for your warm welcome.

{ The noise grows as Roberto smiles. }

Roberto Verona: It is my privilege to stand here before you as your Imperial Champion, your rightful Imperial Champion after my righteous victory over Mike Laszlo and Jake “The Ace” Conway. Commiserations gentlemen, you came, you fought, you lost. I did try to explain it was an inevitability but alas, we had to come to blows.

{ Verona laughs. }

Roberto Verona: You both knew the rules, we all do anything to win. It just so happens that I am willing to do far more than either of you to make sure that I walk out the winner. You did your best, but sometimes, your best just isn’t enough.

{ Verona pauses briefly. }

Roberto Verona: However, tonight, tonight isn’t about either of you. Tonight is about crowning our second Hall of Fame entrant of the evening, allowing them to enter alongside the rest of the immortals who have been captured for eternity. Tonight, Angel Blake and Spike Kane will be joined by another.

{ Verona begins to walk around the ring, continuing to talk. }

Roberto Verona: It is my great pleasure to induct 2016’s latest entry into the Hall of Fame, a man who needs no introduction but is long due one regardless, a man of integrity, a man who has proven himself time and time again despite his rampant critics, a man who is above the bitter, venomous diatribe of his opposition, a man who is an icon of professional wrestling, a man who has survived every single challenge….

{ Verona pauses overdramatically for effect. }

Roberto Verona: Your Imperial champion….

{ The crowd immediately erupts into boos. }

Roberto Verona: Roberto Verona!

{ Verona smiles as he stands with his arms spread out wide, basking in the plethora of insults that shower down upon him. He stands for a moment before suddenly the noise in the arena begins to grow. Verona looks puzzled before turning around to look up the ramp to see the figure of IWF CEO Simon de Montfort standing looking down at the ring. Verona turns and marches towards the ropes. }

Roberto Verona: What the fuck are you doing here, Simon? I regret to inform you, you’re not welcome, nor wanted at my coronation.

Simon de Montfort: I am here to respond to a very serious complaint that was lodged with the Board of Directors following the conclusion of Night of the Immortals. I don’t need to read over old ground but we are all patently aware that the ending of the show was shrouded in controversy…

Roberto Verona: There’s no controversy. I retained my championship fair and square, it was well within the rules of engagement both men signed up for.

Simon de Montfort: I’m afraid you won’t be able to talk your way out of this one, Mr. Verona.

{ Verona’s eyes narrow. }

Roberto Verona: Why are you here, Simon? Don’t beat around the bush.

Simon de Montfort: I’m here to make an announcement about the future of the Imperial Championship. Namely, its rightful champion.

Roberto Verona: Excuse me?

Simon de Montfort: Allow me to elaborate. Effective immediately, as per the Board of Directors, as a result of bringing this company into disrepute Roberto Verona is to be stripped of the Imperial Championship which will be rendered the property of the board until a time is fit to determine its fate.

{ The noise in the arena explodes as Verona’s eyes widen and his lip begins to twitch with anger. Roberto stands in absolute silence as he is stunned, the crowd cheering wildly as he processes what he just heard. }

Vasco Dias: What!? What the hell is the meaning of this!? This is a disgrace!

Terri Morasco: This is justice!

Vasco Dias: Shut it Morasco, where are the police? I just witnessed daylight robbery!

{ Simon smiles from ear to ear as he raises the microphone to his lips. }

Simon de Montfort: Please ensure that the Imperial championship is returned by next week at the latest, lest we be forced to repossess our property.

{ Verona lunges forward, his face a picture of fury. }

Roberto Verona: This is bullshit, you can’t do this! You have no say over in-ring affairs! You…

Simon de Montfort: You’re correct, I don’t. But I am acting on behalf of the board of directors, we warned you Roberto. You were stepping on thin ice. As long as your antics had little effect on our bottom line, we were happy to let it slide, but you stepped over the mark at Night of the Immortals.

Roberto Verona: This is a fucking joke!

Simon de Montfort: Cut his microphone please.

{ Verona attempts to reply, but his mic cuts dead. The crowd cheer again as he throws it down on the mat, causing it to smash into several pieces. }

Simon de Montfort: Your power has limits, Mr Verona. Tonight you learned a long overdue lesson. You have one week.

{ Simon smiles. }

Simon de Montfort: Don’t be late.

Vasco Dias: This is outrageous.

Terri Morasco: The reign has ended! But the question remains, what will the board do with the Imperial championship?

{ Simon lowers the mic as he stands, staring down at Verona who has absolutely lost it. He picks up various regalia and begins to smash it against the mat, sending splinters everywhere as he becomes increasingly dishevelled. Slowly but surely our show begins to fade, closing on the image of a smiling de Montfort as Verona continues to go apoplectic in the ring, the IWF copyright overlaying the screen before our show comes to a close. }