Monday Night Sacrifice: October 10, 2016

[Riley Gordon]

Monday Night Sacrifice
Monday, 10th October 2016
Farm Show Complex and Expo Center, Harrisburg, Pennsylvania


1 RP limit, deadline 6AM GMT Monday, October 10th.
On Air Segment deadline is 6PM GMT Monday, October 10th.
Order to 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.


The winner or winners of each match will earn 3 points toward their seeding in the 8 main elimination style Cruiser Weight Invitational Tournament next month.

SINGLES MATCH
Nighthawk vs Delvin Raine

SINGLES MATCH
Chris Fenell vs Jace Styles

SINGLES MATCH
Freakke the Clown vs El Grande Malo

TAG TEAM MATCH
T.K. Smiles and Todd Williams vs Johnny Gillmen and Jayson Matthews

SACRIFICE

SINGLES MATCH
Helena Sawyer vs Fiona McFly

TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Deathtrain vs Mike Phoenix vs Buck Spencer

DIAMONDS TAG TEAM MATCH
Pandora Freeman & Jennifer Williams-Famularo vs The Garcia Twins

SINGLES MATCH
Steve Awesome w/ Laura Howlett vs The Ace w/ Kathleen Conway

SINGLES MATCH
If Dre Cutler wins, he earns the right to choose to face either Spike Kane or Cable Arcane
Zasshu vs Dre Cutler

CHAMPION VERSUS CHAMPION DIAMONDS SHOWCASE
Crystal Millar vs Jessica Reed

[Riley Gordon]

The winner or winners of each match will earn 3 points toward their seeding in the 8 main elimination style Cruiser Weight Invitational Tournament next month.

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SINGLES MATCH

Nighthawk vs Delvin Raine

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Alison Valance: “This next contest is scheduled for one fall and is a preview match in the Cruiserweight Invitational.”

{The arena lights darken as the intro guitar starts to play, building up as smoke fills the entrance way and as the main riff kicks in Devlin comes sliding out like he’s been powered out by a launch rail, leaping out of the smoke to land on the ramp in a run, sliding under the bottom rope to clamber up to a corner and hype up the crowd. .}

Alison Valance: “Introducing first, from Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at 210 pounds….. Devlin Raine!” 

{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 (Spartan X 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: “His opponent, from Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at 185 pounds…. ‘The Master of 1000 Holds’….. ‘The Wrestling Machine’ Nighthawk!” 

Terri Morasco: “This is the first of our seedings matches for the Cruiserweight Invitational. And, Vasco, the luck of the draw has been kind to us. Two men who are as evenly matched as they can be. Each world-class mat technicians, each capable of laying in heavy shots, and each in tremendous condition. Who do you favor in a match like this?” 

Vasco Dias: “I have to favor Nighthawk here, Terri. More international and tournament experience. I was wrestling against Nighthawk in the Five Nations Cup, a tournament of the best Jr. Heavyweights in the world and he ascends to another level in tournament environments. Devlin Raine has a tough task in front of him.”

{As the referee rings the bell Nighthawk and Devlin Raine step into the center of the ring and shake hands with each other before immediately going into a collar-and-elbow lockup, each man struggling for position against the other as they each immediately begin to find the first advantage of the match before they finally end up against the ropes as the referee steps in to quickly force a break. Stretching against the ropes as they each now realize what they are in for they again go back to the collar-and-elbow lockup and again struggle with finding a position over the other before they find themselves against the ropes a 2nd time. Giving a clean break before the referee can get in to separate the two of them both men now move back into the center of the ring and again start to lock up with each other, this time using a Greco-Roman knuckle lock as opposed to the more traditional collar-and-elbow lockup. But as they lock fingers together on the left hand the “Wrestling Machine” uses the speed advantage that he possesses to his benefit by simply spinning the knuckle lock through into a wristlock, as he begins to work on the left arm. But as he continues to apply the wristlock Devlin goes to a knee seemingly in pain from the wristlock but instead spins his way out of trouble and quickly converts into a hammerlock before taking that to the mat with a snap mare takeover and attempting to apply a reverse chinlock only for Nighthawk to belly out of the chinlock and go right back to the left arm with a hammerlock of his own. But as they stay on the mat with the hammerlock Devlin reaches back behind him with his free hand and applies the beginnings of a seated head mare and looks to scoot out of the hammerlock to consolidate the advantage. But as he tries that Nighthawk just calmly re-applies the wristlock forcing Devlin to think on his feet about how to escape this wristlock which he does by doing a handstand to weave himself through into a high waistlock takeover, which he does by dumping the “Master of 1000 Holds” rather unceremoniously on the mat. } 

Terri Morasco: “Early on, Vasco, I think you’re seeing the strength of both men. Nighthawk is such a phenomenal counter-wrestler. We saw him do it against Freakke last week, where he walked him into trap after trap and finally locked on the Hangman’s Clutch for the submission. Meanwhile, Devlin went for wear down holds. He knows he’s the bigger, stronger man here and wants to try and utilize it as much as possible.” 

Vasco Dias: “The longer this goes, if Devlin can lean on Nighthawk and keep the pace slow, we will see something interesting. Last week was Nighthawk’s 1st match back since that distasteful incident with the House of Howlett. It did not matter against Freakke, but there are questions about whether or not Nighthawk’s legendary stamina is again back. If it is, and he can drag Devlin into the deep water, this is going to be a very tough night for the ‘Destiny Dealer.'” 

{As both men return to their feet, Devlin shaking out his left arm ever so slightly, they each go back to the collar-and-elbow lockup and again find themselves tied up in the ropes where the referee steps in to force the break, his eyebrow raised at the fact that both men did not break of their own free will this time. Almost as soon as the referee forces the break however Devlin looks to shoot in for a deep single-leg takedown, and after quite a bit of hard work on his part, can get an ankle pick instead of the takedown that he was looking for originally before quickly transitioning into a toe-and-ankle hold. But as Nighthawk finds himself on the mat he sees the referee moving to make a count and is quickly able to slip his far leg free and go to a headstand before Devlin simply dumps him to the mat by releasing the toe-and-ankle hold and looks to get a quick pin, causing Nighthawk to belly out to keep his shoulders off the mat again before both men quickly attempt to take each other over in a rapid-fire series of waistlock takeover attempts and standing switch counters that finally ends when the “Destiny Dealer” rolls to the floor to catch his breath as the “Wrestling Machine” stays in a wrestler’s crouch in the middle of the ring as the crowd buzzes in approval over what they’ve just seen. Taking a swig from a bottle of water provided to him by a ringside attendant Devlin rolls back into the ring and takes a moment to study the man in front of him before raising his left hand out for another knucklelock. But as he continues to hold his left hand up for the knucklelock Nighthawk takes advantage of the situation and quickly hooks in a wristlock before beginning to manipulate the left elbow in an attempt to apply a standing kimura lock causing Devlin to back up quickly until he is not just to the ropes but through them, causing Nighthawk to let go of the hold on the count of 3. Standing on the outside of the ring, shaking out his left arm a little bit more openly now, Devlin slides back into the ring and immediately challenges the “Master of 1000 Holds” to another knucklelock.} 

Terri Morasco: “Nighthawk and Devlin Raine each showing any young wrestlers watching here what technical skill looks like. No wasted motion, no unnecessary movements made. This is brilliant.” 

Vasco Dias: “I always wanted to wrestle this quickly. I just never could.” 

{But almost as soon as Nighthawk raises his hand for the knucklelock Devlin finishes the trap he set by executing a gorgeous ankle-pick and going back to the toe-and-ankle hold, this time trapping Nighthawk’s free leg with his other foot to prevent an easy escape. Leaning up on his elbows to keep his shoulders off of the mat while he thinks of a way to get out of this Nighthawk slowly weaves his right hand on the outside of the left kneecap of Devlin until he can go back to the headstand he was working originally, only for Devlin to counter that into a prawn hold for a quick 1-count before both men throw dropkicks from their knees at the same time as the crowd cheers in appreciation. Staring holes through each other as each man now loosens up their wrists they each stretch against the ropes again before both men move back into the center of the ring where the “Destiny Dealer” tries a double-leg takedown only to have it blocked when the “Wrestling Machine” sprawls out to avoid it and then quickly transitions into a seated armbar as he begins to rotate the left arm in different directions looking to weaken the joint however he can. but as he continues to crank on the seated armbar Devlin simply grabs Nighthawk’s left foot and yanks him down to the mat, simultaneously breaking the seated armbar and creating an opening for Devlin to go for his grapevine kneebar. Scrambling quickly to the ropes before the hold is fully applied Nighthawk pulls himself up to his feet and nods his head in appreciation for the slickness of the counter as Devlin shakes out his left arm courtesy of the relentless attack on it from the “Master Of 10oo Holds.}

Terri Morasco: “We are now seeing Nighthawk’s trademark strategy. It’s not that he can’t wrestle other ways, it’s that most times he doesn’t have to. He has so many ways to attack the arm that if he can just stay on top of it things go more or less the way he wants them to.” 

Vasco Dias: “If you’re Devlin Raine, are you starting to get frustrated? By this point, you’d imagine Devlin would have done more damage with how many times he’s gone to that toe-and-ankle hold but it’s not working. Is he going to stay with it or is he going to try and see if he can’t outhit Nighthawk here?” 

{But as Nighthawk moves back in for another collar-and-elbow lockup Devlin simply refuses to take it before measuring Nighthawk for a hard knife-edge chop across the chest. Smiling as though he understands Devlin no longer wants to wrestle anymore, Nighthawk lands a trio of hard knife-edge chops which sends sweat flying into the first row of ringside before both men grit their teeth and trade chops back and forth with ever increasing force until the sold-out crowd roars in support of their chosen side. But as Devlin goes for another chop Nighthawk blocks it and spins around into a gorgeous discus european uppercut which lands with an audible thud and sends waves of sweat flying off of the now-reddened chest of the “Destiny Dealer” who staggers right into a tilt-a-whirl armdrag which sends Devlin to the floor. Staggering away Devlin seems to be wanting to get as much space as he can between him and Nighthawk only to turn around and drive a hard forearm right into the abdomen of the “Wrestling Machine” who responds with a hard kick to the left arm before both men again trade kicks, Devlin to the chest and Nighthawk to the left arm. Finally seeing an opening Devlin uses the apron as the fulcrum to land an enzuigiri to the back of the head causing Nighthawk to slump to the floor outside the ring as if thrown from a moving car. Rolling him back into the ring, quizzically raising an eyebrow at hearing the beginnings of boos, Devlin lands a hard elbow to the back of the neck and then a trio of hard chops to the chest. Getting a running start Devlin appears to be looking for a running forearm only to be caught with a gorgeous back body drop by Nighthawk who quickly covers and quickly gets a 1-count before going right back to the arm, this time trying to apply a kimura lock. Rolling to his side to avoid the pressure Devlin now begins to land open-hand strikes to the ribs of the “Master of 1000 Holds”, finally forcing the hold to be let go.} 

Terri Morasco: “Both men now not interested in wrestling nearly as much as they were when they went hold-for-hold early on. They are trading bombs with each other here.” 

Vasco Dias: “Interestingly, Nighthawk is still trying to take things back to the mat. Devlin is just not letting him.” 

{Looking down at his ribs as welts are beginning to form there and then to his chest which is already beginning to show signs of bruising after the assault he’s taken Nighthawk quickly goes to a cravate to try and give himself a moment to think only for Devlin to spin out until he’s in a position to drop down with a jawbreaker right through into the running forearm that he was looking for previously. Covering quickly and getting a quick 1-count Devlin looks to husband his advantage by locking in a tight bodyscissors, pulling Nighthawk back to lock in a chinlock by using the hair to do so which again draws the ire of some members of the crowd. Grimacing and gritting his teeth to avoid screaming in pain, which would more than likely be construed as a verbal tapout, Nighthawk now begins to work on pulling the bodyscissors apart only for Devlin to crank in even tighter on the chinlock and even drive a forearm into the bridge of the nose. Reaching his elbows inside the bodyscissors Nighthawk is finally able to pry the hold apart before quickly going for a prawn hold that gets a quick 1-count. But as the “Wrestling Machine” comes to his feet Devlin lands a gorgeous standing dropkick right to the mouth that lands with an audible crack as the crowd roars their approval for what the “Destiny Dealer” was able to do. Covering quickly, his weakened left arm preventing him from hooking the leg with the force that he might want, Devlin nonetheless shoots a rather impressive stink eye in the direction of the referee when he is informed Nighthawk kicked out at 2. Rolling Nighthawk back away from the ropes Devlin picks him up and again blisters his chest with knife-edge chops before driving a knee into the lower abdomen and hitting a gorgeous jumping piledriver on the “Master of 1000 Holds”. } 

Terri Morasco: “A piledriver, Vasco. We very rarely see a piledriver here, Vasco, and it’s for good reason. Even if Nighthawk can kick out, you have to wonder if he’s going to have anything left.” 

Vasco Dias: “I don’t know how much Nighthawk is going to take. I don’t know how much the referee is going to want Nighthawk to take.” 

{Covering frantically, as if sure the piledriver is going to get the win, Devlin looks as though he has seen a ghost when Nighthawk somehow finds a way to kick out at 2. Pulling Nighthawk to his feet Devlin again lands knife-edge chops to the chest only to see Nighthawk return fire with a desperate barrage of knife-edge chops of his own before going for an Orange Crush Bomb only for Devlin to reverse it into a jumping enzuigiri that lands right underneath the chin followed by a gorgeous stuff powerbomb that gets a long 2-count. But as soon as the referee’s hand hits the mat Devlin quickly converts the powerbomb over into a grapevine stepover toehold sleeper. Clawing frantically towards the ropes, every step he takes becoming more desperate as the submission hold he finds himself locked in continues to do his work, Nighthawk finally gets to the ropes to force the break as Devlin refuses to let go of the hold until the referee gets to the count of 4. Rolling underneath the bottom rope to the apron the “Wrestling Machine” tries to get as many gulps of air in his body as he can only to have them all driven out of his body in one smooth motion as Devlin springboards from into the ring onto the ring apron with a vicious double stomp to the abdomen. Climbing up to the top turnbuckle Devlin appears to be looking for a double stomp to the face only for Nighthawk to somehow pop up and land a blind backflip enzuigiri to the back of the head that sends the “Destiny Dealer” slumped on the top turnbuckle before falling backwards into the ring. Pulling himself up unsteadily with the aid of the ropes Nighthawk goes for a springboard hurricanrana only to get caught with a Liger Bomb for a long 2-count as the crowd begins to chant “Let’s go Nighthawk!” Pulling Nighthawk up to his feet Devlin yells at him and asks him why he won’t just go down only to get his answer when the “Master of 1000 Holds” lands a desperation cracking superkick right on the point of the jaw before slumping to the mat.} 

Terri Morasco: “We asked earlier how much Nighthawk can take. Again we see his phenomenal powers of recuperation on display.” 

Vasco Dias: “The question as this tournament goes on will be this: What will you have to do to put Nighthawk’s shoulders on the mat?” 

{Pulling himself to his feet Nighthawk lets out a war cry before gauging the distance and hitting the Tilt-a-Whirl DDT he calls Dead on Time. But as Nighthawk sets up again for the Orange Crush Bomb Devlin buries a knee in the abdomen and goes for his running knee called the No Face. But at the last second Nighthawk manages to duck out of the way and land a duo of superkicks to the jaw followed by a lungblower to the left arm which sends Devlin staggering into the corner holding his left arm as if it had been stabbed with Excalibur. But as Nighthawk follows him in Devlin vaults over the top of him and hits an inverted X-Factor for a long 2-count. Running his thumb across his throat to indicate the end of the match Devlin goes for the No Face a 2nd time only to get caught on the way in with a gorgeous superkick right on the jaw followed by a single-arm DDT right into a Hangman’s Clutch. Yanking tightly back on the hold Nighthawk finally lets go as Devlin desperately taps out.} 

Alison Valance: “The winner of the match, via submission….. ‘The Wrestling Machine’ Nighthawk!”

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SINGLES MATCH

Chris Fenell vs Jace Styles

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Terri Morasco: The announcement of the Cruiser Weight Invitational has taken the wrestling world by storm!

Vasco Dias: It’s perhaps one of the best things Imperial Wrestling has ever done!

Terri Morasco: The best Cruiser Weights in the world have been invited to IWF to take part in a qualifying tournament, the eight men with the most points by November will go on to an elimination style tournament to determine the best cruiser weight in the world!

Vasco Dias: I’ve been extremely excited for this to debut. I know personally management has been pushing for this for a long time and now it’s here!

Terri Morasco: Earlier tonight we saw Nighthawk defeat Delvine Rainie in an instant mat classic! The strike thrown were amazing, the moves performed were death defying but now we tune into a match in progress!

Vasco Dias: Jace Styles and Chris Fenell have been going back and forth for nearly ten minutes. 

Terri Morasco: Jace nearly put Chris away with the Head Shot superkick but Chris was able to kick out. Chris came back with an Asai DDT!

Vasco Dias: Of course Jace wasn’t one to be upstaged as he battled back from a two count and went for his finishing maneuver.

Terri Morasco: However Chris was able to counter it into a Dragonrana.

Vasco Dias: Of course Jace would fight back after a two count and hit some devastating shin kicks and mule kicks that dropped Chris to his knees. 

Terri Morasco: Jace would come off the ropes with a leg lariat after that!

Vasco Dias: And that’s where we join this match!

{ Jace is back up to his feet and is looking pretty cocky as he sizes up Chris. Jace heads to the ropes and spring boards off with a hurricanrana on the kneeling Chris and sends him face first into the mat. Jace is almost right back up as he’s starting to get the wind back under his sails. Chris starts to try and push himself back up to his feet but Jace comes at him hard and fast and hits a drop kick to the back of his head! Jace is right back up to his feet and heads right to the corner of the ring. He climbs up and is looking as confident as ever. He looks down on Chris and then leaps off the top with the TREND SETTER!!!! }

Terri Morasco: THIS COULD BE IT!!!!

Vasco Dias: TREND SETTER!!!!

{ But Chris rolls out of the way and Jace hits the mat hard! Chris is right up to his feet and Jace is right behind him but Chris hits a cut throat driver! Chris heads right to the corner of the ring and climbs up, Jace is slow to his feet but Chris comes of with the 720 DDT! Chris is looking full of himself now as he looks to put Jace away. Chris heads back to the corner and climbs up slowly. Jace is down and not moving. Chris is on the top rope and then flies off with the SHOOTING CHRIS PRESS!!!! }

Terri Morasco: Shooting Chris Press!!!!

{ Chris covers and the referee counts. ONE! TWO! THREE!!!! }

Terri Morasco: Chris did it! He earned himself three points in the Cruiser Weight Invitational!

Vasco Dias: I almost don’t believe it! But he did it!

Terri Morasco: Chris earns himself some much needed early points!

Vasco Dias: But Jace put on a good show and showed why he’s a part of the Cruiser Weight Invitational!

{ Chris is up in the middle of the ring with his arms raised in victory! }

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TAG TEAM MATCH

Johnny Gillmen and Jayson Matthews vs T.K. Smiles and Todd Williams

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Terri Morasco: The Cruiser Weight Invitational continues with a huge tag team match! T.K. Smiles and Todd Williams vs Johnny Gillmen and Jayson Matthews!

Vasco Dias: Another “match” we join in process but I would hardly call this a fair contest. T.K. has been dominating most of the match with only occasional tags to Todd Willaims. 

Terri Morasco: As our fans may know, T.K. has had a vested interest in Johnny Gillmen going back about a month now, promising to break him.

Vasco Dias: He’s sure been breaking tonight with some vicious offense, including chopping his lower extremities against the ring post.

Terri Morasco: But Gillmen isn’t one to give up!

Vasco Dias: And neither it Jayson Matthews, despite doctor’s orders.

Terri Morasco: Jayson would receive the hot tag which takes us into the match in progress!

{ Jayson flies into the ring and hits a big clothes line on Smile before connecting with a flying heel kick to the face of Todd Williams who he knocks off the apron! Smiles starts to get back up to his feet but Jayson Matthews connects with the Experience!!!! Smiles goes down and Jayson covers. ONE! TWO! TODD BREAKS IT UP!!!! }

Vasco Dias: Williams saved his opponent!

Terri Morasco: These two have been surprisingly good together!

Vasco Dias: Todd and Smiles have dominated the whole damn match!

{ Todd is connecting with some hard rights and lefts as Jayson gets to his feet but Jayson blocks one blow and hits a big head butt and another Jayson Matthews Experience!!! Todd falls backward and Jayson runs across the ring and clothes lines Todd over the top rope and to the outside! Jayson turns back to Smiles who is starting to get up and runs in with the RIBKRACKER!!! Jayson pops up and tags in Gillmen! Gillmen comes in ands picks Smiles up for the HANG TEN!!!! Smiles is down and Gillmen pins him. ONE! TWO! THREE!!!! }

Terri Morasco: Gillmen and Matthews pick up a huge victory here tonight in the Cruiser Weight Invitational!!!!

Vasco Dias: An impressive win considering how dominate Smiles and Williams were!

Terri Morasco: Jayson Matthews and Johnny Gillmen turned a lot of heads tonight with an upset win!

{ Gillmen and Matthews are in the center of the ring with their hands raised as the crowd goes wild. }

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SINGLES MATCH

El Grande Malo vs Freakke the Clown

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{ The house lights dim slightly as the words ‘OLÉ’ appear on the screen. The fans begin chanting along with the music as El Grandé Malo bursts out from behind the curtain. He stomps his way out to the center of the stage, bouncing up and down in time with the music. He hops up and down pointing into the air and quickly begins jogging down toward the ring, slapping the outstretched hands along the way, before sliding into the ring and heading for the nearest corner. He scales the turnbuckles and continues to hype up the chanting crowd before dropping down and pulling on the nearby top rope, stretching while waiting for the match to begin. }

Terri Morasco: Alright my lovelies, we're just about set to go as Malo makes his official IWF singles debut against the good clown, Freakke...

Vasco Dias: And judgin' by Malo's wild entrance, I'd say he's ready to do some clown hunting...

Terri Morasco: Ya know, your jokes are gonna get us canceled someday.

{ The lights flicker with the music's first notes. The painted miscreant enters the arena and slowly begins to make his way to the ring, slowly moving along the barricades to get in touch with his cretins. As he gets to the ring, he reaches up and uses the ropes to launch himself up onto the apron before somersaulting over them and into the ring. Once inside Freakke goes to the corners and clambers up to call on the fans to get loud. As his music dies, he turns to face his opponent. } 

Vasco Dias: I'm callin' it now--the clown's dead!

Terri Morasco: And the match hasn't even started?! What's up with you...

Vasco Dias: 'Ey, don't get mad just 'cause American football is much better than "superior football."

[DING!]

{ As Malo faces the crowd, ready for his singles debut, Freakke sneaks up from behind and attempts a belly-to-back suplex, but the masked man flips high, landing on his feet. Freakke turns around, though, and applies a standing armdrag takedown, followed quickly by a second before transitioning into a classic armbar. But Malo is quick to his feet and reverses the hold, only for Freakke to spin his opponent around and shoot him in. Malo bounces off the ropes and eats a dropkick for breakfast, followed up by a second one for lunch. The Harrisburg gallery eats up the display as Freakke takes Malo down to the mat with a hard, swinging neckbreaker. He fires off a war cry, playing to the 50-50 crowd. }

Terri Morasco: Freakke off to a good start!

Vasco Dias: ANNNNNT....it won't last.

{ Freakke proceeds to make his way up to the top buckle and play to the crowd some more, unaware that Malo is slowly trying to pull himself back to his feet! }

Terri Morasco: Freakke wastin' a little time here!

Vasco Dias: The suspense is terrible. Hope it'll last...

{ Just as Malo manages to regain his footing and assume a vertical position, Freakke makes his leap of faith...only to be spiked to the deck right on his head--courtesy of a slick tornado DDT! }

Vasco Dias: OH! The clown is dead! The clown is dead! Strike up the funeral band!

Terri Morasco: WILL YOU BE QUIET!?!

{ Malo pulls Freakke up by the head and starts kicking him squarely, once in the ribs, another in the schnozz, another in the ribs...and a fourth one to the temples that has the good clown crumpled on the canvas. But Malo doesn't give Freakke an inch to rest as he sends the latter for the ride; Freakke bounces off the ropes and into a flying crossbody that only gets him a one-count. Malo isn't done yet, hooking Freakke up by the arms, firing off a series of knees, before executing a tilt-a-whirl DDT variant that wows the fans in Pennsylvania's capital city. }

Vasco Dias: What'd I tell ya, huh? It's "game over" for the clown!

Terri Morasco: You know...sometimes you make me want to have a new broadcast partner.

{ Malo points to the split audience and, after mustering a war cry of his own, puts Freakke into perfect position for his SUPER ULTIMO ATTAQUE knee attack combination, his signature standard! Freakke is helpless as Malo goes for the pin... }

1...!

2...!!

THREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[DING-DING-DING!!!]

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TAG TEAM MATCH

T.K. Smiles & Todd Williams vs Johnny Gillmen & Jayson Matthews

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This match will be summarized, and added tomorrow.

[Riley Gordon]

Monday Night Sacrifice
Monday, 10th October 2016
Farm Show Complex and Expo Center, Harrisburg, Pennsylvania


1 RP limit, deadline 6AM GMT Monday, October 10th.
On Air Segment deadline is 6PM GMT Monday, October 10th.
Order to 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.

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SINGLES MATCH

Helena Sawyer vs Fiona McFly

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{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.}

Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, currently residing in Arlington, Texas, Fiona McFly!

Terri Morasco: One of the most upbeat members of the Diamonds’ Division, Fiona McFly had some strong words for her opponent tonight, accusing her of lacking honor. Quite the charge, coming from Fiona.

Vasco Dias: Ah, she talks about being fun, but she’s just a wet blanket. Honor isn’t necessary to make it to the top, ambition is. Take it from a winner!

{The thudding bass riff of "From the Pinnacle to the Pit" sounds, deep red lights flashing as Helena Sawyer saunters from the back, a lopsided grin on her face. She idly checks her wrists, running her thumbs over the studs in her gloves as she walks up to the ring apron. Helena eyes the apron for a long moment before grabbing the middle rope and lifting one leg as she hops up onto the apron.}

Alison Valance: And her opponent, from Amityville, New York, weighing in at 151 pounds, Helena Sawyer!

Terri Morasco: The self-proclaimed Daughter of Misery made a strong debut last week with a submission win over Stephanie Sullivan. Can she keep the momentum going against the 2016 Iron Maiden?

Vasco Dias: She has a lot of unpredictability around her, and a lust for violence. She’s a wild card in the Diamonds Division right now, and if anyone can take down Fiona, it just might be her.

{Helena looks up at the ceiling, grinning ecstatically, and jumps to her feet, hooking both arms on the top rope and throwing her body back with a piercing scream that turns into a giggle. She kicks herself backwards, flipping over the top rope, and back-rolls into a kneeling crouch, staring at the ramp for a few moments before standing and slinking to a corner. She looks up at the ceiling as the music fades, mouthing frantic words to herself as the lights come back up to normal.}

Terri Morasco: You can feel the tension between these two, they do NOT like each other, and we’re about to see them take out that aggression on each other!

{The bell rings, and Fiona charges at Helena, tackling her and taking her down with a double-leg takedown! Fiona begins laying in with forearm shots, and Helena quickly rolls over, responding with arrow-like punches of her own and mixing a number of 12-6 elbows down into her forehead. Fiona manages to push Helena off, and the face-painted Diamond rushes at her, getting caught with a deep arm drag. The Irishwoman holds onto Helena’s arm, quickly locking on a kneeling armbar. Helena’s face screws up with pain, but she laughs despite the hold, earning a look of consternation from Fiona.}

Vasco Dias: Look at the way Fiona’s reacting there. She should be happy that she’s wearing her down, and instead she’s upset that Helena’s reacting the “wrong way”!

Terri Morasco: Reaction aside, Fiona managed to weather that quick striking exchange, and she looks to be in control here with that armbar.

{Helena forces herself to her feet, Fiona’s slight height advantage allowing her to keep the armlock in. Helena fires a back elbow into the side of Fiona’s head, dazing her opponent, and follows up with another stiff elbow. This manages to break the hold, and Helena takes the moment of separation to shake out her arm. She grabs Fiona’s wrist, Irish whipping her towards the ropes, and charges after her, catching Fiona with a running knee lift as she comes off the ropes! Helena quickly drops into a pin attempt.

One! Kickout! Helena is undeterred, quickly snaring Fiona in a chinlock and grinding her knee between Fiona’s shoulderblades, drawing a cry of pain from the Irishwoman.}

Terri Morasco: And as control comes, it goes. Helena Sawyer looking to turn the tables with that grinding chinlock, wearing at the neck of Fiona.

Vasco Dias: This isn’t what I wanted. I want wildfire, I want brutality, I want blood!

{Fiona struggles against the hold, forcing herself up much as Helena had, and as if hearing Vasco’s demands Helena releases the hold and rocks Fiona with a snapping right hand! Fiona replies quickly with a strike of her own, and the two women begin throwing hands back and forth to the delight of the crowd! Helena rocks Fiona with a right hand, sending her to the ropes, and Fiona rockets back off, leaping for a crossbody! She catches Helena flush, but the madwoman staggers back, holding her, and drops her into a rib breaker! Helena holds on, taunting the crowd with her strength, and throws Fiona up, looking for a Samoan drop, but Fiona has it scouted and counters into a crucifix pin!

ONE! TWO! KICKOUT!}

Terri Morasco: Excellently scouted by Fiona McFly! That took a lot of agility to counter, and it almost paid off big-time.

Vasco Dias: That was so close! Fiona almost managed to steal it, but it takes more than that to put down a sadist like Helena Sawyer.

{Both women get to their feet and Helena throws a wild clothesline, Fiona ducking under and dropping her with a slick belly-to-back suplex! Fiona floats over into a quick cover! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Helena lashes out, catching Fiona in the face with a boot, and buys herself just enough time to get back to her feet. She shoves Fiona into the ropes chest-first, delivering a nasty forearm strike to Fiona's lower back as she bounces off the ropes. The impact sends Fiona into the ropes again, and Helena seizes her in a rear waistlock, flinging Fiona head over heels with a release German suplex! Helena taunts to the crowd, leering at them with a grin as they boo her abuse of the well-liked McFly.}

Terri Morasco: The crowd may have enjoyed her last week, but Stephanie Sullivan is nowhere near as respected or beloved by the IWF fans as Fiona McFly. Is taking this kind of time to engage the audience a good plan?

Vasco Dias: If Helena's doing it, she thinks it's the right plan. I don't know if it'd be my call in her situation, but then again if I were in the ring with Fiona McFly I would have other things on my mind.

{Helena waves at the crowd, winking before turning back to Fiona. She walks over and grabs a handful of her hair, pulling her to her feet, but Fiona has used the extra moments afforded to her to collect herself, and meets Helena with a wicked European uppercut! Helena releases her hold, staggering, and Fiona presses the advantage, delivering a quick forearm shiver to push Helena back. She grabs Helena's wrist, shooting her off the ropes, and dips her shoulder, elevating the sadistic Diamond high into the air with a big back body drop! Fiona immediately presses the advantage with a cover!

ONE! TWO! KICKOUT!}

Terri Morasco: Looks like that showboating backfired! Never let someone like Fiona get a second wind!

Vasco Dias: I hate to concede a point, but you don't become the Iron Maiden by collecting bottlecaps. Fiona's just put herself back into this match.

{Helena shakes her head, trying to clear the cobwebs, and Fiona is right on top of her, burying a roundhouse kick into her side. Fiona hooks Helena with a front facelock and throws an arm over her shoulder, leaping into a snap suplex. She keeps the facelock on, controlling Helena carefully, and floats over, transitioning into a three-quarter nelson. Fiona manages to roll Helena's shoulders back down, pushing off with her feet to turn her over!

ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Fiona shakes her head, biting her lower lip, and carefully measures Helena as the rookie Diamond rises, lashing out and catching her in the IRON CLAW! Helena grabs at Fiona’s wrists, scrambling against the hold, but Fiona has a deathgrip on her temples, and she lets out a triumphant roar, squeezing with all her might!}

Terri Morasco: IRON CLAW! A Texas tradition, and Fiona is digging in with all her might!

Vasco Dias: Sawyer may love pain, but I don’t think she loves losing. She’s going to have to get the ropes or find some other way to break the hold!

{Helena flails blindly, desperately trying to buy herself enough room to fight the hold, but Fiona’s determination is steadfast. She kicks out, catching Fiona in the side of the leg, but it’s only enough to stagger her opponent. In response, Fiona bears down on the hold even more, the height difference coming into play again. Helena grits her teeth, snarling, and lashes out with an open hand. She manages to get purchase on Fiona’s top, and yanks down hard, the camera quickly cutting away as the audience reacts with a mixture of gasps and hooting cheers!}

Terri Morasco: OH MY GOD! I am…so sorry, ladies and gentlemen! The referee is stepping in here, trying to get Fiona a little more privacy here, and I cannot believe that was what Helena Sawyer intended to do.

Vasco Dias: WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF!

Terri Morasco: Vasco Dias, put your hand down and behave! You’re a grown man, act like it!

Vasco Dias: I’m just sayin’, the fans in the arena just got a bit extra with their show!

{Naturally, the hold has been broken as Fiona scrambled to salvage her modesty. Helena’s hand is cupped over her mouth, barely holding in her shrieks of laughter at what happened. Fiona’s nostrils flare, and the moment the referee steps away from shielding her with his body, she charges at Helena again, looking for a clothesline! Helena catches the arm, though, and locks her into a full nelson briefly before throwing her back into the JUMP SCARE! She rolls over into a cover, staring Fiona in the face with a leering grin.

ONE! TWO! Fiona kicks out, arm lashing out and punching Helena off of her!}

Terri Morasco: Helena exploited Fiona’s temper there, and it almost paid off, but you don’t get to be the Iron Maiden by lying down and giving up.

Vasco Dias: Cunning, so, so very cunning. Helena, I think I’m in love!

{Fiona gets to her feet, hammering Helena with a right hook, followed by a low left roundhouse kick, and pivots on her heel, delivering a nasty spinning wheel kick that sends Helena spinning into the corner! Fiona charges after her, delivering a leaping dropkick straight to the jaw! She rolls back to her feet, charging in and delivering a second one, hopping back up with a scream of defiance that the crowd cheers wholeheartedly. She runs up, delivering a big forearm shot, and hooks Helena’s head in a three-quarter facelock, sending the crowd into a frenzy!}

Terri Morasco: Fiona looks like she’s ready to send Helena Sawyer off! This is it!

{Fiona runs forward, leaping to deliver the SENDING OFF!

…NO! Helena shoves her off, sending Fiona out into the center of the ring on her back. Fiona lands hard, but she rolls with the impact, getting back onto her feet and running back at Helena, but Helena’s there to meet here, catching her mid-clothesline and fluidly dropping her with the DARK MOTHER’S BLESSING! Helena spins down into a cover, grinning to herself as she rolls onto her back and hooks the leg!

ONE! TWO! THREE! Helena rolls onto her back, laughing into the sky as the bell rings.}

Alison Valance: Here is your winner, Helena Sawyer!

Terri Morasco: It’s hard to call that anything but an upset! Helena Sawyer, in her second singles match in IWF, has pinned the 2016 Iron Maiden! What a stunning turn of events!

Vasco Dias: I agree with you for once. The betting lines were not in Helena’s favor, but she defied the odds and pulled out this incredible victory. I think she’s just put herself on the map as a face to watch!

{ As Helena has her hand held high the lights suddenly go dim as “Stand by Me” by September Mourning/Tubular Bells plays through out the arena. }

Vasco Dias: What the hell is going on?

Terri Morasco: I have no idea!

{ Helena Sawyer leaves the ring as Fiona still lays prone. The crowd is unsure as someone steps out onto the stage. }

Vasco Dias: Oh my god, I’ve heard about her!

Terri Morasco: What!? Who is she!?

Vasco Dias: That’s JINX! The hottest female free agent in professional wrestling and it looks like she’s made IWF her next conquest!!!

{ The woman now identified as Jinx makes her way toward the ring as the crowd isn’t sure how to feel about her. She makes her way inside the ring as Fiona is start to get up. }

Terri Morasco: What is she doing!?

Vasco Dias: I think she’s making an impact!

{ Fiona starts to get up but Jinx is right there with the WRAITH DDT!!!! Fiona lands hard on her head in an upright position before dropping onto her back. }

Vasco Dias: Jinx is dominating the Heiress to the Throne!

Terri Morasco: After she fought a match!

Vasco Dias: She should always be ready!

{ Jinx rips Fiona to her feet for a snapmare followed by a drop kick that she then followed up with a sommersult neckbreaker in the center of the ring!!! }

Vasco Dias: Jinx is destroying Fiona!

{ Jinx grabs Fiona by her top and literally rips it right off as the crowd pops huge for the wardrobe malfunction as she tries to cover herself up and Jinx drops her hard with the PALE HORSE!!!! }

Vasco Dias: PALE HORSE!!!! That move has destroyed opponents all over the world!!!!

Terri Morasco: This woman, Jinx, she is a force to be reckoned with.

{ Jinx stands tall as Fiona tries to cover herself up, Jinx looks down with disdain at the broken, naked body of her opposition. }

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SEGMENT

”Maybe never.”

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{ The camera cuts to Crystal strapping up her boots, SheildMaiden Title placed in shot and veiw as the Silver Scream Queen stands, stretching as the Camera zooms in on her slowly. }

"It suits you.Goes with your eyes."

{ Crystal stands alittle to attention as Pandora slowly rolls into shot with a little smile on her face. }

"Conga-rats Sweets."

{ Crystal raises a brow and shakes her head. }

"Help you with Something Pandora?"

{ Pan takes a minute to look down at the Title sat between the two of them, and then up at Crystal as The Blue haired girl gives a wide grin. }

"Nice Belt, Wanna dance for it? Way I see it we still owe each other."

{ Crystal takes a moment, seems to consider and slowly picks up the title t put it on her shouldr before giving a grin of her own. }

"Maybe later, maybe never"

{ She flicks her hair with a self satisfied smile and just grins a bit. }

"Later."

{ Left with an uncertain answer that sounded very much like a no, Crystal stalks off and Pan gives a shake of her head with a chuckle. }

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TRIPLE THREAT MATCH
Deathtrain Vs Buck Spencer Vs Mike Phoenix

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{A huge explosion of pyro erupts as "Nightmare" by Avenged Sevenfold blasts from the pa. Deathtrain makes his way out from behind the curtain. He stops at the top of the ramp and stares around at the crowd. He sneers as begins to make his way down the ramp. Deathtrain climbs the steel steps and stops again to look around. He climbs over the top rope to enter the ring and climbs up on the turnbuckle.}

Vasco Dias: It’s time for triple threat action Terri, and first out here is a man who goes by the name of the “Walking Nightmare”

Terri Morasco: That’s right Vasco. Deathtrain is a guy who flirted with success at times in nCw but has finally come to IWF to try and make a name for himself.

{The lights go out as “Mouth for War” by Pantera hits the speakers, Buck Spencer walks through the curtain, nodding his head along to the music, more as if he was enjoying it than playing to the crowd. He doesn’t have any special motions, he just holds one arm in the air and makes his way to the ring.}

Terri Morasco: And here comes another newcomer to IWF, accompanied by his younger brother Jeb. Buck Spencer, a man who wants to make it in the Cruiserweight Invitational.

Vasco Dias: Buck has some lofty goals in mine, but he’s got a lot on his plate here tonight. First of all there is Deathtrain, then of course...the number one contender for the Invictus Championship!

{As "War" by Sum 41 hits, a red spotlight and red lights flash across the arena. Mike Phoenix walks out with his head dow. He then raises his head and has a devious grin on his face as he slowly starts to walk down to the ring. He then suddenly takes off running fast and slides feet first under the bottom rope. As he hits in the ring, Mike reaches the ropes and leans over them, throwing up his arms in premature victory. Phoenix is seen pacing around the ring, anxiously awaiting the bell.}

Vasco Dias: And here he is, accompanied by the lovely Violet Sparks!

Terri Morasco: I wonder if she is any relation to Damien?

{We’re about ready to go and the referee calls for the bell, almost right away Deathtrain charges across the ring and collides with Buck Spencer, nailing a huge clothesline. He turns right around and does the same thing to Mike Phoenix too. The Walking Nightmare roars with rages as he beats his chest, meanwhile Mike and Buck are slowly getting back to their feet. They make eye contact and nod at each other before they both charge at Deathtrain and begin sending punches and kicks to the bigger man.}

Vasco Dias: Well Deathtrain seriously wanted to make his presence felt, but it might have backfired.

Terri Morasco: In a triple threat alliances can be made and broken, very quickly. Having a common enemy can force people to work together.

{Deathtrain is trying to fight back, and that is when Spencer sends a stiff kick to the mid-section, a Mike Phoneix lifts DT up for an atomic drop, Buck hits the ropes, and just as Mike drops DT, Buck dives forwards nailing a huge crossbody taking the big guy down. Spencer rolls through and lands in a cover, the referee slides in for the count but before he can even get to a one, Mike Phoniex grabs the leg of Buck and drags him off of Deathtrain, before shouting down at the newcomer.}

Terri Morasco: Buck tried to steal the victory there.

Vasco Dias: But the….I guess, more seasoned veteran Mike Phoenix was too on the ball and wasn;t going to let it slide.

{At ringside the beautiful Violet Sparks is cheering on her man, slapping on the mat to show encouragement, whereas towards the otherside of the ring but on the same side Jeb Spencer keeps giving her “the eye” and shuffling ever so slightly closer to her. Mike grabs Buck by his neck and drags him t his feet, before whipping him off the ropes, on the return Phoenix nails a devastating tilt-a-whirl backbreaker, and rubs his elbow into the face of Spencer adding insult to injury. He slams Buck down and walks over to Deathtrain, dealing a few extra kicks to try and keep the big man down.}

Vasco Dias: Sometimes Mike just adds that little bit extra, that viciousness that makes him stand out.

Terri Morasco: He has a tendency to be cruel in his matches, and it could end up riling his opponents up!

{Deathtrain has rolled over to the ropes and is using them to climb back to his feet, shaking his head a little to get rid of the cobwebs from the early attack. He sees Mike showboating and grins as he storms towards him. He spins Phoenix around, catching him off guard and grabs him by the throat….THE CRUCIFIX! He lifts Mike Phoenix up into the air with both hands, and he’s about to slam him down when out of nowhere Buck Spencer grabs Deathtrain from behind and rolls him up for the pin….ONE! …..TWO! ...TH-! NO!!! Mike Phoenix had just enough wits about him to break up the fall.}

Terri Morasco: It looked like Deathtrain had it won, then it looked like Buck had stolen it!

Vasco Dias: Never count Phoenix out!

{The three men begin to make their way to a corner each to try and get their bearings. On the ringside, Jeb has approached Violet, and with his almost toothless grin, runs a finger down her arm and says something we can’t hear. She screams and runs away, causing Mike to leave the ring to try and calm her down, the referee is distracted also checking on the pair, Jeb raises his arms and walks away. Meanwhile, Deathtrain has gotten to his feet and grabs Buck Spencer going for the Crucifix again! However, Buck swings his right foot and kicks Deathtrain square in the privates causing the big guy to drop him and step back hunched over. Buck doesn;t hesitate as he grabs Deathtrain and hits him with the WAY DOWN SOUTH!!! He quickly scrambles for the cover, and the referee spots it…..ONE! ….TWO! ...Mike Phoniex realises what is happening, but is just too late! THREE!!! The bell rings, and Phoniex looks annoyed and exhasberated. He glares at Jeb Spencer who is doing a crazy dance at ringside, as Pantera’s “Mouth for War” plays over the sound system and Buck Spencers hand is raised by the referee.}

Vasco Dias: What in the blue hell just happened!?

Terri Morasco: Jeb spooked Violet, which distracted both Mike AND the referee, and just when Deathtrain was looking to end it….Buck kicked him right in the family jewels!

Vasco Dias: Regardless, the Spencers actions paid off, and Buck Spencer picks up his first ever victory in IWF!

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DIAMONDS TAG TEAM MATCH
Pandora Freeman & Jennifer Famularo-Williams vs The Garcia Twins

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Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, the following is a Diamonds Tag Team Match!

{"We all Recognise...That I'm ..the problem here."

The lights dim, Even as the Intro to the song helps to light up UV, glow sticks, people waving and bouncing before the beat drops and out slams Pandora, lit up like a christmas tree by UV, as lit slowly bleed back to the area Pandora dances down to the ring, easily gracing movements as she hops up the apron and climbs in before gripping the top rope and arching back down to touch the ring mat with her head and leaves her feet on the ground making quite the arch as she rises up slowly still bouncing to the music as she encourages the crowd to move with her.}

Alison Valance: From Hope, Michigan, weighing in at 160 pounds...PANDORA...FREEEEEMAN!!!

Terri Morasco: Pandora has a grudge to settle against the Garcias who did their best to take her out of the Diamonds Invitational after Paige blamed her for losing the Fatal Four Way, costing Paige her Shieldmaiden reign.

Vasco Dias: And why shouldn’t she blame her? She lost the match...not Paige.

{Smile by Avril Lavigne begins to blast all over the speakers and as it does we are treated to Jennifer Famularo emerging from behind the curtain. She grins as she bounces out clapping the hands of the fans that are cheering her on. Jenny quickly slides in the ring. She slowly walks to a turnbuckle where she lifts one foot over it. She seductively moves her body to the side before throwing her arms up in the air pulling herself away. She takes her t-shirt off and throws it into the crowd as she bounces around bubbly waiting for her opponents.}

Alison Valance: From Long Island, New York, weighing in at 127 pounds...JENNY FAMULARO!

Terri Morasco: Jenny was one of the surprise entrants in the Diamonds Invitational, shocking the world.

Vasco Dias: She had some good moments in that match for sure. She didn’t come out on top, but she let it be known that she is indeed BACK!

Alison Valance: And their opponents…

{“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: Coming to the ring, at a combined weight of 261 pounds...Paige and Sara...THE GARCIA TWINS!

{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.}

Vasco Dias: This is a travesty! She looks almost naked without that championship.

Terri Morasco: It does seem odd, but the reign is over and it’s time to move on.

{The four competitors are in the ring, staring one another down. Paige steps out to the apron, as does Pandora Freeman, leaving Sara and Jenny to start things out. The two lock up in the center of the ring, fighting toward the corner as each tries to get an advantage with Sara finally pushing Jenny back into the corner, the referee asking for a clean break. It looks like we’re going to get one as Sara slowly backs up…

SLAP!

Right across the face of Jenny Famularo.}

Terri Morasco: Have we really come to expect anything less?

Vasco Dias: What are you talking about? She’s showing her who’s boss.

{Jenny doesn’t take too kindly and comes out charging, looking for a wild Clothesline, but Sara ducks and as Jenny turns she gets kicked in the gut before being driven down with a DDT! Sara shoots the half and hooks the leg, getting a two count before Jenny manages to get her shoulder off the canvas.}

Terri Morasco: Jenny came out aggressive, but perhaps there’s a bit of rust kicking in?

Vasco Dias: She didn’t show too much rust in the ladder match a couple of weeks ago, but this is a different environment, and she’s taking on the Garcias who have been at the top of their game for quite a bit now.

{Sara picks Jenny up by the arm and puts her in an arm wringer, dragging her to the corner, extending her hand for Paige to tag in.}

Terri Morasco: And here comes the former Shieldmaiden.

Vasco Dias: I can’t wait to see her take out her rage from losing at Extreme Endurance…

{Paige grabs hold of the twisted arm and yanks it out of socket, not once, but twice, twisting it again before pulling her in for a violent Headbutt, taking Jenny down. She hits her again and again, Jenny falling and having to be pulled up both times before she’s pulled forward where Paige scoops her up and throws her overhead with a Fallaway Slam!}

Vasco Dias: This is indeed an aggressive side of Paige.

{Usually she would pose for the crowd, but she turns right back to the offensive, grabbing hold of Jenny and pulling her to her feet, lifting her straight in the air for a Vertical Suplex, but Jenny wriggles in the air, landing on her feet, spinning Paige around, hitting her with some forearms, backing the former Shieldmaiden into the corner before sending her into the opposite corner, running forward with a Forearm Splash in the corner, and as Paige stumbles out, Jenny kicks her in the gut and hits Paige with a Snap Suplex.

Both women are down as Jenny crawls toward her corner.}

Terri Morasco: Jenny’s opening is now!

Vasco Dias: She’s trying to get there...STOP HER PAIGE!

{Paige is able to grab hold of Jenny’s foot. Jenny gets up and starts hopping up and down before turning toward Paige, jumping in the air, and nailing Paige with an Enziguri!}

Terri Morasco: Now there’s a HUGE opportunity!

Vasco Dias: NO!

{Jenny lunges forward and tags in Pandora who gets into the ring and charges Paige who is getting to her feet, leveling the former champion with a Clothesline, and another, and a third before raising her arm in the air to a cheer from the crowd as Paige stumbles into the corner. Pan charges Paige and splashes her in the corner. Paige stumbles forward as Pan heads to the ropes, returning with a Hurricanrana that sends Paige face-first into the middle turnbuckle!

Pandora grabs Paige around the waist and pulls her out of the corner, lifting her up and over, popping the hips with a GERMAN SUPLEX INTO A BRIDGE!

1!

2!!

NO! Sara breaks the cover up with a stomp to the gut. The referee admonishes her as Pan gets to her feet. Sara sidesteps the referee and kicks Pandora right in the face with the KNOCKOUT KISS!!!}

Terri Morasco: Oh come on!

Vasco Dias: That was a legitimate shot to the face!

{Pandora rolls across the ring toward her corner as Jenny is just pulling herself up on the apron. She realizes the situation and shows her resilience, tagging herself in. She gets in Paige’s face and is shoves away...she hits a wild forearm that sends Paige off the ropes and Jenny swings again but Paige ducks and lifts her onto her shoulders for the “All About Me” (Rack Attack), but Jenny hits a few strikes to the side of Paige’s face, falling behind her. Jenny turns and tries to grab Paige by the head for the “Sweet Dreams” (RKO) but Paige grabs hold of the top rope, Jenny hitting hard on the mat. Paige charges forward and hits the “Keep Dreaming” Bicycle Kick!

Sara charges across the ring and knocks Pandora off the apron into the barricade at ringside.

Paige stalks Jenny, lifting her on her shoulders, and dropping her with the “All About Me”! Paige dusts her hands off before floating over and hooking Jenny’s leg…

1!

2!!

3!!!

The bell rings as “Over You” plays over the speakers in the arena.}

Alison Valance: Here are your winners, Sara and Paige...The GARCIA TWINS!!!

Vasco Dias: The queen shows her dominance again!

Terri Morasco: They found a way to bend the rules and win again, but the success has been impressive.

{Paige reaches out and grabs a microphone.}

Vasco Dias: And now we get to hear her speak!

Paige Garcia: Two weeks ago...I lost my Shieldmaiden Championship!

{The crowd cheers as Paige annoyingly nods.}

Paige Garcia: Yeah, I’m sure you all love that. However...as disappointing as that was...it’s time to move on...and that means I’m looking right at YOU!

{Paige points to the camera, staring intently through the lens.}

Paige Garcia: That’s right...Jess...your title...will...be...mine…

{Paige motions to her waist with a smile on her face before dropping the mic in the center of the ring as “Over You” plays again, the Garcias celebrating as we cut to commercial.}

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SEGMENT

”What’s your name again?”

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{A voice over hits the public address system. “The Crown Prince, The Saviour”. Then as the opening riffs of “A Cut Above” queues up the words “Adidas Presents: Noah Field” flash across the screen. Noah Field steps into the arena with a smirk on his face. Liz Marsh, Noah's personal interviewer and ring announcer, can be seen standing off to the side waiting to introduce Noah. }

Liz Marsh: Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together for The Crown Prince, The Saviour, The True Future, The King Killer, The Real Champion. He's the only undefeated wrestler in IWF and your greatest Invictus Champion to ever hold the belt, he is...NOAH FIELD!!!

Noah makes his way toward the ring while being poured down by the boos of the crowd. As they come to ringside Noah pauses, flips his hair back, making sure it's perfection. Then he climbs up on the apron goes to the turnbuckle where he scales it, holding the Invictus Championship high for all to see. Then he hops off the corner and leans against the ropes as listens to the crowd chant Douche Bag at him.}

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Noah Field: Now is that anyway to greet The Real Champ of IWF? The man who has eclipsed them all, the man who is now the longest reigning champion in IWF?

{The crowd boos even louder for the hate superstar. In turn Noah just smirks.}

Noah Field: I know, I’d boo, too, because it’s a travesty I wasn’t here last week and took a week off. And I’d boo, too, if I was subject to a Noah-less show, and a show with hack champions trying to be; well, ME!

{The crowd reaction goes even louder.}

Noah Field: But I came out here tonight to make things right in the world. I came out here to put IWF on the track to the next level. At our upcoming Open Fight Night, you’re only undefeated champion has a one on one match against Cable Arcane; a match that if I win, and trust me when say there’s no doubt I’ll win, I get a shot at the Imperial Championship in my back pocket when the time comes. Now while I’d prefer to take my rightful place as Imperial Champion as soon as possible, I’m a patient man. It’s a part of my greatness. But this belt here…

{Noah holds up the Invictus Championship.}

Noah Field: Will serve as nothing but a distraction, but let’s face it; no one can beat me for it either. So I’ve come out here tonight to officially announce that I’m retiring the Invictus Champion and I will the it’s final champion. After all, you have to save the best for last…

{As Noah said those words, "War" by Sum 41 hits and out walks Mike Phoenix, the #1 Contender to his IWF Invictus Championship. He has a mic in hand and just smirks down at Noah's display of arrogance.}

Mike Phoenix: Noah, Noah, Noah. You have these dreams of becoming the top dog, but before you get to that Imperial Championship, you WILL be defending that Invictus Title against... ME!

{Mike gets the crowd started with chants.}

Mike Phoenix: See, Noah. You think the Invictus Championship will serve as a distraction? Screw you, man. Guys like me would kill to be in your spot. As for you retiring the title... Well... That's not going to happen. See, I talked with the big wigs backstage, and they say that the Invictus Championship match between us will STILL go down. It's just a matter of it being booked.

{Mike smiles and points down to the ring at Noah.}

Mike Phoenix: People said I couldn't beat T.K. Smiles, but last week I destroyed him. I am the #1 Contender to that title you've got around your waist. Believe me too, I'm going to beat you for it. Maybe it'll be for the best since you don't "want" it anymore. I'll be glad to take it away from you. All you have to do is show up and get your ass kicked.

{Mike laughs some as he wipes the sweat from his head.}

Mike Phoenix: Damn, is this arena hot or what?

{The crowd cheers for Mike which is a very rare thing.}

Mike Phoenix: Noah, I hope you're ready to lose that title. It won't be by "retiring" it. Oh no... I'm going to TAKE it from you. I will embarrass you and ruin your track record. I've disliked you from the minute I stepped into IWF, and I'll absolutely love the chance to put my hands around that scrawny neck of yours. This war... Will see my coming out on top with the Invictus Championship, holding it up so high that even God can see it. I suggest you get ready for this. I'm not going to hold anything back... This is my time. My game. My Invictus Championship. Your reign is over…

{Noah looks up at him in disbelief and raises the microphone.}

Noah Field: Wait a minute? And...who are you exactly? Because I’m sorry, but I missed the memo where you mattered enough for me to even know your name. You come out here, interrupting my television time, time where I decided to grace these fans with my presence and allowed them to share the air I breath. If you can’t tell I’m out here making history, until you decided to come out here and act like I should have a clue who you even are….uhmmm...what was your name again?

Mike Phoenix: You want to know my name, I’ll introduce you to it.”

{Mike sprints down to the ring gunning for a fight. As soon as he hits the ring Noah makes a quick exit out the other side with his title in hand. Phoenix stands in the ring waving Noah in, but the champ just smirks and climbs the guard barrier, making a quick exit while the crowd cheers for Phoenix.}


SINGLES MATCH
Steve Awesome w/ Laura Howlett vs The Ace w/ Kathleen Conway

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SINGLES MATCH

If Dre Cutler defeats Zasshu then he has the choice of facing Spike Kane or Cable Arcane
Dre Cutler vs Zasshu

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{ "Die This Way" by Hopsin hits the speaker system. The crowd buzzes in anticipation as the bass from the song rattles through their chests. The curtain brushes aside and Dre Cutler hops onto the stage, squatting down with his elbows on his thighs as he examines the crowd, a smile on his face. He stands up, head bobbing to the music, and kisses index and middle fingers and points them to the heavens above. He bounces towards the ring and slides under the bottom rope. He makes his way to a neutral corner and does some quick stretches as he waits for the match to start. }

Terri Morasco: We’ve got a huge match coming up, Dre Cutler is fighting for one more match against either Spike Kane or Cable Arcane!

Vasco Dias: The only thing Dre Cutler is fighting for is embarrassment!

Cable Arcane: Absolutely right, Vasco.

Terri Morasco: We are of course joined by IWF Imperial Champion, Cable Arcane, the man Dre Cutler lost to in the finals of the Heir to the Throne.

Cable Arcane: Look, I’m not going to sit here and say Dre Cutler doesn’t deserve to be in the spot light but there comes a point when you need to admit to yourself that you’re just not good enough.

Vasco Dias: Coming from the mouth of the Best in the World.

Terri Morasco: We can sit here and argue all night but the fact remains if Dre is able to defeat Zasshu tonight he gets to challenge for either the Man of Steel Championship or the Imperial Championship.

Vasco Dias: As Ms. Howlett already stated, there isn’t a chance in hell.

{ 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 and holding his fists up 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. From there he runs to the ropes and leaps onto the second rope in the corner and holds his fists up again over his head as Laura Howlett claps from the outside. }

Terri Morasco: Cable, as a man who has faced Dre Cutler before, wat is Zasshu going to have to do to beat him?

Cable Arcane: Stick to what he’s good at. Zasshu is fast, high flying and hits almost as hard as me. Honestly, Dre doesn’t stand a chance.

Vasco Dias: I’ve got to agree with the Imperial Champion. There is no way Dre Cutler is making it past the greatest Invictus Champion this company has ever known.

{ The two men stand on opposite sides of the ring as Laura Howlett makes her way over to the announce table. Her and Cable exchange a few hushed words as Zasshu glances outside, Dre is locked on target. }

Terri Morasco: This is it, Dre’s last chance to get in the title hunt against the House of Howlett!

Vasco Dias: Dre’s last chance to be made to look like an utter fool!

{ The referee calls for the bell and Dre explodes right out of his corner and crashes into Zasshu with a huge flying elbow strike! Zasshu falls back into his corner of the ring as Dre unleashes with right hand snap jabs to his jaw. Dre fires off a big left hook then a huge European upper cut that almost takes ZAsshu off his feet. }

Terri Morasco: Cutler is unleashing on Zasshu!

Cable Arcane: He got the early drop but Zasshu isn’t so easily defeated.

Vasco Dias: Took the words right out of my mouth.

{ Dre looks for another big right hand but Zasshu is able to catch his arm and turn it into an arm drag that sends Dre crashing into the turnbuckles! Zasshu is right on Dre as he grabs him by the head and pulls him back to his feet where he greets him with alternating knees to the midsection before connecting with a spinning back fist but as Zasshu comes around Dre hits a leaping knee to the jaw! He follows it up with another big European upper cut to Zasshu who stumbles backward again. Dre bolts at him but Zasshu dips around him and instead hits a swinging inverted neckbreaker! }

Terri Morasco: Back and forth action between Dre and Zasshu in the opening minutes of this match!

Vasco Dias: Zasshu is only warming up!

{ Zasshu heads to the corner and climbs up, he jumps and looks for the World’s best Moonsult but Dre moves out of the way and Zasshu lands face first on the mat. Both men get right to their feet but Dre hits a big time superkick to the jaw of Zasshu and grabs him with a big time belly to belly suplex! Dre covers him and the referee goes down. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }

Vasco Dias: Just a two!

Terri Morasco: Dre is fighting hard, I don’t think Zasshu was prepared for this!

Cable Arcane: Zasshu is in the House of Howlett for a reason, he’s called the future legend for a reason, he’ll put Dre away, trust me.

{ Dre is up to his feet and he’s lining up his next shot as Zasshu starts to stand. Dre comes at him but Zasshu fires off a superkick of his own and then a bicycle kick to the chest of Dre that sends him backwards into the corner of the ring. Zasshu runs in and grabs him for the monkey flip out of the corner! Zasshu is right up and hits the ropes, he bounces off and comes back with the Rolling Thunder and connects on Dre Cutler! He covers him and the referee counts, ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }

Terri Morasco: Dre is still in it!

Cable Arcane: It looks like he wasn’t prepared for ZAsshu.

Vasco Dias: He’s not ready!

{ Zasshu pulls Dre up to his feet and throws him into the ropes but Dre comes back with a flying heel kick right to the face of Zashsu! Dre pops right up and he doesn’t looked phased at all as Zasshu starts to get up. Dre is right on Zasshu with a release belly to back suplex and dumps Zasshu right on top of his head! }

Vasco Dias: OH! A nasty suplex there…

Cable Arcane: I thought Dre fought with honor!?

{ Dre heads to the top rope and lines up the shot before flipping off with the 450 splash to a huge pop!!! Dre lands perfectly!!! Dre hooks Zasshu’s leg again as the referee counts! ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! Dre doesn’t stop as he pushes right up and goes out to the apron. He grabs the ropes as Zasshu starts to stand and spring boards back into the ring but Zasshu connects with a drop kick!!! }

Terri Morasco: Zasshu with a well timed drop kick!

Vasco Dias: Everything he does is well timed!

{ Zasshu is right up and heads to the corner again, leaping up and then coming off with the World’s Best Moonsult! He connects this time and covers. ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! Dre is still in it and Zasshu pulls him right up. Zasshu sends him into the corner and runs in but Dre grabs Zasshu and throws him over the top rope and to the outside. Dre gets a running start and flies across the ring, he hits the ropes hard and comes back as ZAsshu starts to stand and leaps over the tope rope and crashes into Zasshu with a senton splash! }

Terri Morasco: Dre Cutler with a huge senton splash!!!

Cable Arcane: Dre has been matching the speed of the future legend but I don’t think he’ll be able to match the brutality.

Vasco Dias: That’s exactly what I’ve been saying all along! 

{ Dre is right up to his feet and he grabs Zasshu and pulls him up too, he throws Zasshu into the ring apron and then rolls him into the ring. Laura grabs Dre and twists him around looking for the slap but Cable is right up to his feet and grabs Laura’s hand before she can strike. Dre doesn’t waste time looking confused, instead he jumps up onto the apron and uses the ropes to spring board back into the ring where he connects with the SPEAR on Zasshu. DRE SAYS HEY!!!! }

Vasco Dias: What the hell is Cable doing!?

Terri Morasco: He stopped Laura from interfering! 

Vasco Dias: WHY!?

{ Laura is extremely upset with Cable as Dre covers Zasshu inside the ring. ONE! TWO! THREE!!!!! }

Terri Morasco: Dre Cutler has won!

Vasco Dias: I don’t believe this!!!

{ Laura looks into the ring completely shocked as Cable takes a step back. }

Vasco Dias: What the hell was Cable thinking!?

Terri Morasco: Clearly he wanted a fair contest.

Vasco Dias: Exactly! What the hell was he thinking!?

{ Dre is up to his feet and he looks out of the ring to Cable Arcane and points at him. Cable grabs his Imperial Championship and throws it over his shoulder as Dre makes the belt motion around his waist. }

Terri Morasco: It looks like Dre wants a shot at Cable!

Vasco Dias: Well he’s in for a rude awakening because Cable Arcane is the Best in the World!

Terri Morasco: You both keep saying that but it looks like he has to prove that again!

{ Laura looks pissed as Dre and Cable stare each other down as we head to commercial. }

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CHAMPION VS CHAMPION DIAMONDS SHOWCASE

Crystal Millar vs Jessica Reed

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This match will be written and added tomorrow.