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Post by Riley Gordon on Jan 17, 2017 4:54:44 GMT
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”The Wrath of Awesome?”
---------------------------------------------------------- EARLIER IN THE DAY.{ We find Rob Diamond outside of his hotel in an uproar screaming at a young man dressed like he works there. }Rob Diamond: What the hell do you mean they lost it!? “Chris”: That’s just what they said when I called? { The young man we now know as Chris looks perplexed and completely out of his element as this known dangerous professional wrestler seems to be contemplating killing him. }Rob Diamond: Why the hell are you just standing around!? Get back on the phone and find!!! { Chris spins on his heels and runs away as Rob whips out his cell phone and quickly pulls up the name of Laura Howlett. It only rings twice before she answers. }Rob Diamond: LAURA! { He pauses. }Rob Diamond: Yeah I sound pissed off I’m having the worst morning of my life! And I know for a fact Steve Awesome is behind it! { He pauses again as she replies. }Rob Diamond: What do I mean!? I mean I went to get a coffee this morning only to find my rental with four flat tires! { He looks to his left where the rental sits on said flat tires. }Rob Diamond: Then I called a tow truck only to find out my credit card had “suspicious” activity on it so it was frozen! Then I head back inside the hotel to find out my room was down graded! And to top it all off the AIRPORT LOST MY LUGGAGE!!! { Rob is beat red as Laura seems to be talking him down. }Rob Diamond: Somehow, someway I know Steve is behind this! He’s fucking with me and I want it taken care of! { Rob angrily hangs up his phone and turns to re enter the hotel when he bumps into Chris who spills an open cup of coffee onto Rob who merely takes a deep breath before looking up into the sky. }Rob Diamond: STEEEEEEEEEEEEVE!!!!!!! ---------------------------------------------------------- SINGLES MATCHWill Peterson vs Nighthawk ---------------------------------------------------------- {"Underdog" by Kasabian blares out over the arena speakers, prompting a mixed reaction from the capacity crowd. Moments after his theme hits, the stocky form of "The Underdog" Will Peterson appears at the top of the ramp, arms folded and wearing a characTerristic scowl.}Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Leicester, England, weighing in at 229 pounds, he is the Underdog, Will PETERSON! {Peterson cricks his neck one way and then the other, before making his way down the aisle, staring inexorably towards the ring in front of him. Fans along the aisle revel in trying to wind the sawn-off powerhouse up, trying to get "The Underdog" to 'bite', and Peterson can't resist jaw-jacking with a particularly vocal member of the crowd, getting right up in his face, sneering and pointing, before snapping his head the other way and sliding into the ring.}Terri Morasco: Will Peterson set to make his IWF debut here tonight, and he’s already showing quite the aggressive attitude. Vasco Dias: I guess he’s got a short fuse, Terri. Terri Morasco: Oh no. Do you want him to punch you out?. {Peterson affords himself a slow, 360 degree turn, arms wide, seemingly revelling in the mixed reaction being sent his way. He pauses, eyes closed and arms still wide, before snapping his arms back down to his sides, causing a cacophony of red pyro to explode from above him.}Alison Valance: And his opponent… {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.}Alison Valance: From Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 185 pounds, he is the Wrestling Machine, Nighthawk! Terri Morasco: Nighthawk focused as ever, and this will be a rare chance for him to match up with another wrestler that bases himself in the British grappling tradition he’s so fond of. Vasco Dias: That’s the truth. This should be a match unlike most we’ve seen in IWF, but if anyone can adapt to a rarely-seen wrestling style in this company, it’s Nighthawk. {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.}Terri Morasco: No extras being brought to bear tonight, and here we go! {The bell rings, and both men circle in towards each other. After a moment of tentative circling, they shoot in for a lockup, and Peterson leaps up, snaring the taller Chicagoan in a side headlock. Nighthawk quickly negotiates himself to the ropes, earning a clean break from Peterson. The two circle again, and they move in towards each other once more, with the same result of Nighthawk being trapped in a side headlock by Peterson. The Brit cranks on the hold as Nighthawk attempts to find purchase to slip out, but as soon as Peterson feels him beginning to slip he takes him down with a big side headlock takeover, keeping the hold on and using his impressive musculature to wrench on the head and neck of the Man of 1,000 Holds.}Terri Morasco: Nice, clean technical start, with Peterson using that almost forty-five pound size advantage to ground Nighthawk. Vasco Dias: He has to use his power advantage here and prevent Nighthawk from getting openings to use his speed and his technical prowess. Smart opening from Will Peterson. {Nighthawk kicks against the mat, trying to force a slight opening, and he reaches back, using his longer arms to snare Peterson in a modified cravate. Peterson lets go with one hand to try to unclasp Nighthawk’s grip, and that gives Nighthawk the room to spin out, maneuvering back to a vertical base. Peterson is right back up with him, but when they lock up this time Nighthawk takes one of his wrists and spins out into a side wristlock before transitioning smoothly into a hammerlock. Frustration quickly grows on Peterson’s face, and he spins out and under, grabbing one of Nighthawk’s arms and trying to whip him over with an armwringer. Nighthawk flips through, however, landing on his feet to the applause of the audience.}Terri Morasco: Excellent display from Nighthawk proving exactly what you were saying earlier, Vasco. Don’t give Nighthawk an inch, or he’ll take a mile. Vasco Dias: Of course not. Peterson’s got to be careful here to not let his momentum get cut short. Terri Morasco: Could you be serious for just one second? Vasco Dias: I was serious once. It was awful. Never again. {Peterson shakes his head, moving in and locking up. He quickly grabs one of Nighthawk’s arms, Irish whipping him to the ropes. As Nighthawk comes back, Peterson drops down and snares him with a drop toe hold, quickly floating over into a front facelock. He bears down on the hold, grunting as he continues his work on the head and neck area of Nighthawk. Nighthawk struggles towards a vertical base, feeling the pressure clamping down on him, but manages to his knees. Peterson yanks on the hold, punctuating it with a loud shout asking Nighthawk if he wants to submit. Nighthawk’s response, for his part, is a gritted refusal, followed by another push to his feet. Finding his base again, he quickly pushes up and over, bringing Peterson over with a bridging Northern Lights suplex!
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KICKOUT! Nighthawk rolls to the side, rubbing his neck and wincing, while Peterson gets to a knee, slightly favoring his right shoulder.}Terri Morasco: First pinfall attempt of the matchup here from Nighthawk, and do you think that the American crowd may be getting to Will Peterson? Vasco Dias: British wrestling crowds are rowdy sorts these days. I don’t think they’ll rattle him at all. Peterson’s a professional, he knows what he’s doing here. {Much as Vasco noted, Will seems to merely nod and crack his neck, taking deep breaths as he begins to circle Nighthawk again. The two men lock up, and Nighthawk quickly secures a snapmare, turning it into a grounded crossface chickenwing. Peterson struggles against the hold, grimacing, and as he pushes away, uses his power to get back to his feet before dropping down and pulling Nighthawk’s head down with him into a jawbreaker! Nighthawk releases the hold, staggering, and Peterson meets him on the rebound with a snapping straight jab! He follows up with a body blow, shaking out his right arm, and caps the combination with a brutal European uppercut, which sends Nighthawk into the ropes again. Peterson staggers him with a Mongolian chop before kicking him in the gut and hooking him up for a vertical suplex! Once he’s in the air, though, Peterson holds him, taking small steps back and forth as the crowd counts the seconds. After about twelve seconds, Peterson takes a few steps forward and drops him back to complete the maneuver! He floats over into a cover, digging his forearm into Nighthawk’s face!
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TH—KICKOUT! Peterson shakes his head, clapping his hands three times and shouting “CAN YOU BLOODY COUNT?!” at the referee, who just raises his hands defensively.}Terri Morasco: Excellent striking display from Peterson, but I think that temper we mentioned is starting to bubble to the surface here. Vasco Dias: It’s bubbling like a Jacuzzi, Terri. I don’t want to see what happens when he really loses control. {Peterson shakes his head, dropping a bludgeoning forearm to the face of Nighthawk, and whips him into the corner, coming in with a running headbutt to the midsection! The taller man is doubled over by the force of the impact, and Peterson snares another headlock, coming out of the corner with a running bulldog! Peterson, relentless, floats over and snares a rear waistlock, grunting and hauling Nighthawk up and over with a deadlift German suplex! Nighthawk is spiked on the back of his head, and Peterson gets to his knees, shaking his head and waving him off. The crowd doesn’t seem to appreciate this behavior towards IWF’s Hero of the Year for 2016, booing the newcomer, who leans over the ropes and shouts at them angrily.}Terri Morasco: I think I may have spoken too soon. There’s that temper again, and Peterson is giving Nighthawk valuable time to recover here. Vasco Dias: Absolutely. If you have a man like Nighthawk on the back foot, you don’t take the time to mess around with the people, you go for the win. Can’t stop short of the finish line now. Terri Morasco: If he watches the tape, I’m not protecting you from him. {Will grabs Nighthawk by the scruff of the neck, bodily flinging him into the corner, and clobbers him with another forearm. He takes a few steps back before charging in and nailing an impressive high dropkick to the cornered Nighthawk, who convulses in pain, arms hooking over the top rope. Peterson wraps his powerful arms around Nighthawk’s midsection, trying to lift him to the tope rope, but his arms wrap tighter around that top rope. Will lets go for a moment before delivering a sickening headbutt to the flat of Nighthawk’s forehead. Nighthawk’s arms go slack, and Peterson boosts him up to the top rope with his newfound purchase, making a cutthroat motion to the crowd.}Terri Morasco: Peterson signaling for the end here! Nighthawk’s in trouble! {Peterson climbs to the top rope, hooking Nighthawk in a superplex position, and lifts him up before falling back and planting him on his head with the DOG ROUGH top rope brainbuster! Nighthawk’s eyes roll back in his head, and Peterson struggles to his feet, shaking his head angrily. He pulls the limp body of Nighthawk up, hooking his leg before leaping back and spiking him once more with the IN THE DOGHOUSE snap fisherman’s buster! Peterson hooks both legs, glowering at the camera.
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THREE! Peterson rolls off of Nighthawk’s form, throwing a fist in the air in triumph.}Alison Valance: Here is your winner, Will Peterson! Terri Morasco: Impressive display from Will Peterson in his IWF debut, taking down a tough competitor in the form of Nighthawk. Vasco Dias: Keep an eye on him. I think this guy’s going places! ---------------------------------------------------------- FATAL FOUR WAY MATCHJimmy Zane vs Jayson Matthews vs Dorian Hawkhurst vs Devlin Raine ---------------------------------------------------------- {Jayson spins Zane around...RibKracker!
Zane rolls to the outside with Jayson looking on, upset he can’t capitalize. As he turns, Raine comes charging in and takes him out with the “No Fate” Running Knee. Jayson rolls out of the ring as Devlin sets his sights on Dorian who is slow to his feet. Devlin charges in and hits him with a No Fate as well!}Terri Morasco: NO FATE TO DORIAN! Vasco Dias: THE COVER! {Devlin hooks the leg…
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The bell rings.}Alison Valance: Here is your winner...DEVLIN...RAINE! Terri Morasco: Big win for Devlin tonight. {Devlin celebrates in the ring as we cut to a commercial.}---------------------------------------------------------- SINGLES MATCHEl Grande Malo vs Mac Bane ---------------------------------------------------------- Alison Valance: This following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, weighing in at 205lbs, from Mexico, Maine. He is the Pride of Mexico, el Grande Malo!! {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 centre 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.}Alison Valance: And his opponent. Weighing in at 270lbs, from Port Arthur, Texas. He is the One Man Wrecking Crew, Mac Bane!! {The arena goes dark and the intro for "Cut the Cord" begins...
The big man steps out onto the stage as the lights come up slowly and then as the chorus hits the lights flash to full intensity.
"CUT THE CORD!"
Mac Bane appears at the top of the ramp leading to the ring, he smiles as he edges the front brim of his Stetson back a bit revealing the smile that radiates on his face. As the music continues he strips out of the long black duster leaving it on the ramp as he walks purposefully towards the ring. He stops by the steps leading up to the ring apron and flips the hat out into the crowd and runs up the steps. He steps between the second and top rope and makes his way to the centre of the ring where the announcer finishes introducing him to a crowd that knows him all too well. They applaud as he acknowledges them with the wave of a hand or a nod of his head.}Terri Morasco: What we have here is almost polar opposites in the ring. Not the worst case of David vs Goliath I've seen but the differences in stature, attitudes and style are apparent. {The referee signals for the bell and this rather mismatched matchup is under way. The two competitors shuffle their way the ring, circling each other before meeting in the middle for a quick handshake and show of respect.}Vasco Dias: Ugh. Get a room! We’re here to watch the two of you kick each other’s ass. Not get all buddy-buddy. Terri Morasco: Not every match has an agenda. They don’t have to be about politics or revenge. Vasco Dias: Lies! {Mac Bane lunges forward for attempted grapple but the nimbler Malo ducks underneath the reach of his opponent, rushing into the ropes to build up steam. As he comes bouncing back Mac Bane catches the Pride of Mexico, lifting him into the air for a flapjack. However, el Grande Malo is quick to respond, catching Bane on the way down for an arm drag. Stunned and surprised, Mac Bane stumbles into the ring corner.}Vasco Dias: Remember the good ole days? When wrestling wasn’t a circus. Terri Morasco: Show some respect. El Grande Malo is a firm disciple of Lucha Libre, a style of wrestling that has a rich history and traditions. Vasco Dias: Pfft. Give me more guys like Mac Bane. Keeps his feet firmly on the ground and knows how to beat down an opponent. {Looking to capitalise on Bane’s position, el Grande Malo rushes forward, right into a stiff elbow to the jaw. As Malo staggers back from the sudden blow, Mac Bane follows up with a lariat. El Grande Malo isn’t down for long though, quickly rising to his feet, only to fall victim to a powerful scoop slam.}Terri Morasco: Will definitely have to agree with you on this, Mac Bane’s size and power will be a defining factor of this match. Still early days and he has el Grande Malo effectively grounded. {Mac Bane lifts el Grande Malo back to a standing base and in a sudden flurry of life, Malo assails the One Man Wrecking Crew with a rapid-fire series of strikes, culminating in an enzuigiri. Giving himself some space, Malo is poised on the apron, eagerly awaiting for Bane is return to his feet. El Grande Malo launches himself off of the ring ropes, spinning gracefully through the air and catches his opponent with a corkscrew springboard crossbody block. Malo holds on for the first pin attempt of the match.
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Mac Bane kicks out!}Vasco Dias: Just get it done with Bane. The crowd is bored already. Terri Morasco: Not sure what match you're watching, bu from where I’m sitting they seem to be enjoying it. Vasco Dias: Eh. Like they know any better. {Mac Bane barrels into el Grand Malo, pushing him forcibly into the corner and lays into the Pride of Mexico with a fierce combo of punches, followed by a succession of stomps. An irish whip has Malo coming off the ropes, however he slides underneath Mac Bane’s attempted big boot and with a dropkick takes Bane down to the mat, then follows up with a running leg lariat and then a tilt-a-whirl hurricanrana. El Grande Malo patiently waits once more, stalking the rising Mac Bane.}Terri Morasco: Mac Bane is in the perfect position for el Grande Malo’s Super Ultimo Ataque, a high-impact knee strike that would spell the end of this match. {Malo rushes forward for the Super Ultimo Ataque but showing a sudden burst of quickness, Mac Bane shifts out of the firing line. Malo quickly turns around and BOOM! Right into the Toothless in Tulsa double knee jawbreaker.}Vasco Dias: You were saying {Raising his hand and stretching his fingers reminiscent of a claw, Mac Bane readies himself the Old School. With a firm grasp upon the cranium of his opponent Bane squeezes and applies pressure before showing off his strength and lifting el Grand Malo into the air.}Terri Morasco: There’s only one way to go from there. Vasco Dias: Straight back down to the mat. {Before Bane can slam the Pride of Mexico back down to the mat, el Grande Malo surprises his opponent with a sudden reversal into a wheelbarrow victory roll pin.
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No last minute kickout!}Vasco Dias: What the hell just happened? Terri Morasco: Mac bane almost nearly lost, that’s what. {Mac Bane only has a few moments of shock and surprise as the momentary loss of focus is more than enough for el Grande Malo to come rushing off of the ropes and catch Bane in the jaw with the high-impact Super Ultimo Ataque. Not missing a beat Malo makes the cover.
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Ding! Ding! Ding!}Alison Valance: Here is your winner, by pinfall. The Pride of Mexico, el Grande Malo!! ---------------------------------------------------------- SINGLES MATCHAndrew Jacobsen vs Alex Jones ---------------------------------------------------------- {The opening riff of "Unbreakable" plays, sending the crowd into a frenzy, and as the drums kick in Andrew Jacobsen comes striding out onto the ramp, Danielle Chase a step behind him. Andrew pauses, looking down at his right arm, and adjusts a black armband around his right bicep, the white letters "XK" written along the band, and points to the sky, mouthing "we still love you" as the crowd roars for the display.}Terri Morasco: Andrew Jacobsen paying tribute to Xander Kane here tonight with that armband. That tells you a lot about what kind of a man he is. Vasco Dias: It's a touching display, to be sure, but something tells me Alex Jones isn't going to give a damn about how many memorial displays he puts together. {Andrew takes a few steps forward, looking to either side with a half-smile on his face. Andrew looks dead ahead at the ring, cracking his neck, and throws his arms out and head back as a burst of red and green pyro goes off to either side of him. Andrew and Danielle walk down the ramp, Andrew high-fiving fans as he goes, and he pulls himself up onto the apron, looking around at the fans with an infectious grin on his face. He climbs through the second rope and walks to a corner, checking his gloves and talking with Danielle as he waits for the match to start.}"If I could find the words, if I could shake the world, if I could turn back time would you still be there?"{Of Mice and men's "Would you still be there?"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}Vasco Dias: Alex seemed to bounce back from his loss pretty quickly, but something still seems off… Terri Morasco: Because he’s not cheating?... Vasco Dias: Oh good I’m not the only one who see’s it… {Alex and Andrew stand in opposite corners staring across the ring. Andrew rolls his wrists and bounces on the balls of his feet as Alex raises an eyebrow and shakes out his legs, the bell ring and they both walk to the center measuring one another up, straight away Andrew ducks down under Alex picking a leg tripping him down, Andrew then floats over into a nheadlock, Alex gets to his feet and backs Jacobsen into the ropes trying to shove him off but Jacobsen keeps that side headlock on.
Alex scrambles and breaks the grip sliding his head out and grabbing Jacobsen’s wrist twisting his arm behind him into a grounded hammerlock. Jacobsen though is able to get to his feet grabbing Alex’s head lifting himself up and throwing Alex over with a snapmare, Alex rolls and pops to his feet staring down with Jacobsen}Vasco Dias: A little bit of a feeling out process early. Terri Morasco: I don’t thinkl Alex really wants to get into a technical wrestling contest with Andrew… Vasco Dias: As good as Alex is on the mat there’s very few equals when it comes to Jacobsen... {They lock up in a standard collar and elbow, Jacobsen gets wrist control and spins in a top wristlock, Alex steps forward but Andrew places his foot in the back of Alex’s knee dropping him down and taking control with a standing arm bar. Alex grabs Andrews leg and pulls it causing him to lose his balance, Alex is able to roll forward out of the arm bar and as he and jacobsen pop up Alex lays in a hard right forearm staggering Jacobsen back, Jacobsen though lays one in himself Alex then turns and runs in burying a knee into Jacobsens midsection, he then hits the ropes and hits a running dropkick to the side of Andrews face}Vasco Dias: I guess the feeling out process is over… Terri Morasco: Apparently… {Jacobsen pulls himself up to his knees, Alex steps in and starts to lay in stiff kicks to Jacobsens chest, Alex turns and hits the ropes going for a running penalty kick, Jacobsen throws himself back and the kick misses, he gets to his feet and as Alex steps in Jacobsen hits a knife edge chop that echoes through the arena, he hits another and Alex holds his chest. Jacobsen goes for another one but this time Alex stands there and yells at Jacobsen begging him for another}Vasco Dias: What the hell? Terri Morasco: Alex’s chest is red...look at those welts... {Jacobsen hits another chops, Alex steps back and hits a stiff roundhouse kick to Jacobsens chest, Jacobsen eats the kick and lays in a chop, Alex steps forward and hits another kick the crowd going nuts as the two men exchange blows. Alex goes for another kick and this time Jacobsen grabs Alex’ leg and twists him down in a dragon screw. Alex holds his leg and Jacobsen keeps it too before grabbing his knee and twisting his body around it dropping down. Alex screams in pain and holds his leg as Jacobsen keeps a hold of his leg and lays it across the bottom rope putting his foot on his ankle}Terri Morasco: Andrew is amart he’s working on Alex’ knee getting him ready for the sharpshooter… Vasco Dias: The sharpshooter of course affects the knees and the back…. Terri Morasco: He’s laying that groundwork... {Andrew leaps in the air and brings all his weight down on Alex’s knee, he then pulls Alex to his feet and picks him up in a pendulum back breaker. Alex holds his back and rolls to his stomach. Andrew stomps down on Alex’s spin a few times before hitting the ropes and leaping in the air hitting a standing frog splash to Alex’s back. Jacobsen grabs Alex legs and goes for the sharpshooter, Alex fights out of it and grets to the ropes, Jacobsen though drags Alex back into the center of the ring
Alex kicks at Jacobsen and catches him in the face, Jacobsen stumbles back and Alex pulls himself to his feet limping on his bad knee, Jacobsen goes back on the attack but Alex leaps in the air hitting the AJ guri, Jacobsen goes down, Alex goes for the pin 1…..2….Jacobsen kicks out.}Vasco Dias: SO CLOSE! Terri Morasco: Alex is hurt though you can tell…. {Alex pulls himself up on the ropes his knee in obvious pain, Jacobsen runs in but Alex low bridges him sending him down and out to ringside. Alex limps in the ring but looks out to Andrew, he looks at the crowd and shrugs before he hits the ropes and launches himself out of the ring with a suicide dive!. The crowd goes nuts as Alex gets back up still favouring his knee, Alex rolls Jacobsen under the bottom rope and gets to the top rope he leaps off with the spiral tap!, he pins 1….2...Jacobsen kicks out again.}Terri Morasco: OH WOW so close! Vasco Dias: This is insane… Crowd: This is wrestling (clap clap clap) this is wrestling (clap clap clap {Alex calls for Andrew to get to his feet as he does he goes for the flashback curb stomp, Andrew moves and Alex slams his sore leg on the mat, Alex limps and turns right into the gordie howe special!, Alex goes down and Jacobsen pins 1….2...Alex kicks out. Jacobsen shakes his head and can’t believe it. He gets to his feet and points at Alex before making a hand gun movement, Alex stumbles up and Jacobsen goes for his superkick, Alex ducks, he kicks Jacobsen in the stomach and goes for the dragon sleeps pedigree}Vasco Dias: This could be it! Terri Morasco: Look out! {Jacobsen free’s his arms and flips Alex onto his back before locking in the sharpshooter!. Jacobsen sits down low and pulls back hard. Alex screams in pain and reaches for the ropes but can’t quite get there, After a few moments Alex has no choice but to tap. Jacobsen releases the hold as “unbreakabl” plays.}Vasco Dias: Wow...what a match… Terri Morasco: That was awesome… {Alex pulls himself up and faces off with Jacobsen both men covered in sweat, Alex limps and holds his hand out, Jacobsen takes it and they share a nod, Alex turns and rolls under the bottom rope to the floor leaving Andrew to savor his moment}---------------------------------------------------------- SINGLES MATCHGabriela Luna vs Helena Sawyer ---------------------------------------------------------- {The relentless opening chords of "Vortex" by Los Savants crash out as Gabriela Luna dashes out onto the stage, throwing her fist into the air to the cheers of the crowd. She shouts at the crowd, beckoning them on with her hands, and grins widely at them before turning and charging down the ramp.}Alison Valance: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Guadalajara, Jalisco, Mexico, weighing in at 105 pounds, Gabriela Luna! Terri Morasco: The smallest woman on the roster, but certainly one of the fiercest, Gabriela Luna is looking to bounce back from her loss to Fiona McFly. Vasco Dias: Never take her lightly, folks. This is the textbook picture of explosivity in professional wrestling. {Gabriela leaps and slides feet-first under the bottom rope, rolling to her feet and coming up with a defiant shout of joy. She runs over to the nearest empty corner, leaping up onto the second turnbuckle and further beckoning the crowd on before hopping down into a crouch and waiting for the match to start.}Alison Valance: And her opponent... {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: From Amityville, New York, weighing in at 151 pounds, Helena Sawyer! Terri Morasco: The #1 contender for the Shieldmaiden, Helena Sawyer faces a tough test tonight in Gabriela Luna. Vasco Dias: I know whose corner I'm in tonight. Knock that facepaint off 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: One fall to a finish tonight, standard rules apply, and here we go! {The bell rings and immediately Gabriela blitzes forward, delivering a jumping heel kick to Helena! The smaller woman immediately falls upon Helena, raining forearms down into her face. Helena quickly rolls over onto the smaller woman, returning the favor with vicious elbow shots. Helena pulls back and begins delivering rough punches to the smaller woman, finally being forced off by the referee. Helena laughs, shaking her head, and mimes crying at the fallen Gabriela. The referee steps in to check if Gabriela wants to continue, but is roughly shoved away by Luna, who shouts angrily in Spanish before staggering to her feet.}Terri Morasco: A hundred miles an hour from the opening bell here, but Helena Sawyer got the better of that opening exchange. Vasco Dias: Don’t try to throw down with someone who’s almost half again your size, girl. Even you can’t pitbull through that. {The two women circle each other, and this time Gabriela snaps off a quick low kick, staggering Helena. She delivers a second, then a third, following up with a big knee strike to the gut and a snapping up-kick before running the ropes and coming off with a leaping somersault neckbreaker! Gabriela rolls under the bottom rope with her momentum, popping up on the ring apron, and measures the rising Sawyer, leaping in and delivering a springboard flying forearm strike! Helena is sent crashing to the canvas, and Gabriela rolls to her feet, hitting the ropes and coming off with a springboard corkscrew moonsault! Gabriela hooks the leg!
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KICKOUT! Gabriela pounds the canvas in frustration, shaking her head.}Terri Morasco: There’s that non-stop frantic offense of Gabriela Luna, and it almost paid big dividends with that springboard corkscrew moonsault! Vasco Dias: Gabriela Luna just does things in that ring like gravity doesn’t apply to her. It’s absolutely unreal. {Gabriela gets to her feet, taking a deep breath, and hauls Helena to her feet. Helena stops her short with a snapping throat thrust, though, and Irish whips Gabriela to the ropes. Gabriela tumbles forward, though, and springboards off the ropes before coming back with a roundhouse kick! Helena staggers, staying on her feet, and Gabriela spins to a knee, growling before leaping at Helena. Helena catches her in a bearhug, spinning her around, and goes for a German suplex, but Gabriela flips out and through, landing on her feet! Helena spins around, but Gabriela meets her with LA TIJERA! Helena bounces off the ropes, staggering woozily, and Gabriela runs to the ropes, coming off with a springboard moonsault press…that Helena catches and immediately drops into the DYING OF THE LIGHT! Helena rolls over, hooking a leg!
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KICKOUT! Helena laughs to herself, shaking her head, and stands up, stomping at Gabriela’s shoulder.}Terri Morasco: Helena Sawyer caught a lucky break with that move, and this could be the opening that she needs. Vasco Dias: Dying of the Light, not a good name to hear for someone called the Gleaming Star. {Helena hauls Gabriela to her feet, cracking her with a stiff slap before whipping her into the corner chest-first. Gabriela hits hard, and Helena follows her in with a high knee to the back of her skull. Helena delivers another cracking elbow shot to the base of Gabriela’s skull, sending her staggering back out of the corner. Helena starts climbing the turnbuckle, but Gabriela staggers to her feet in time to lunge forward and crack Helena in the jaw with a superkick as she looks back between her legs! Helena drops back off the turnbuckle, lashing out blindly with a spinning backfist across Gabriela’s jaw. Helena snares her wrist, whipping her into the corner and charging after her, but Gabriela slingshots over Helena, rolling down her back and snaring her in a schoolgirl roll-up!
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THR—KICKOUT! Gabriela clutches her ribs, wincing in pain as Helena gets to her feet, more annoyed than infuriated.}Terri Morasco: Another brief gasp of life from Gabriela Luna there, but she’s going to need to mount more of a comeback if she wants to come out with the win here. {Gabriela manages to get to her feet, but Helena is right there, hurling her into the ringpost shoulder-first! Gabriela pulls herself out from between the buckles, clutching her shoulder, and Helena wraps her up in a wristlock, yanking on it before dropping her arm across Helena’s shoulder with an armbreaker! Gabriela yowls, clutching her shoulder, and Helena hits the ropes, delivering a running kneelift that drops Gabriela to her knees. Helena wraps her up with a double underhook, wrenching on it before delivering a big butterfly suplex! Helena grabs the injured arm, wrenching on it before bridnging over into the CORSAGE OF THORNS! Gabriela flails and twists against the hold, quickly managing to find purchase on the bottom rope with her foot. Helena holds onto the bridging armbar despite the referee’s instructions!
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FI—Helena lets go, shaking her head, and grins, measuring Gabriela as she slowly pulls herself to her feet.}Terri Morasco: Helena Sawyer has evil thoughts in her head here. What are we going to see from her? Vasco Dias: Something unnecessarily painful, no doubt. {Helena seizes Gabriela, Irish whipping her into the ropes and following her in to deliver a huge kneelift. She wrenches the arm again, gripping Gabriela’s wrist, and reaches through as if to lock in the DYING WISH! The crowd roars in shock and excitement, but Helena pauses midway, a look of doubt seeming to flit across her face as the crowd screams and Gabriela tries to fight against her grip.}Terri Morasco: That looks like the Dying Wish! That’s Eternity’s finishing hold! But she’s not locking it in? Why’s she stopping? Vasco Dias: Who knows? Who knows what goes on in that sick head of hers? {Helena looks down at the arm she’s holding, eyes slightly wide, and shakes her head slowly, grimacing and growling “NOT LIKE THIS!” She spins Gabriela out, only to wrench her back in and plant her with the DARK MOTHER’S BLESSING! Helena floats over, planting her forearm in Gabriela’s face as the referee counts!
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THREE! Helena stands up, shouting “MY WAY!” as the bell rings.}Alison Valance: Here is your winner, Helena Sawyer! Terri Morasco: A decisive win for Helena Sawyer, but what was that at the end of the match with the Dying Wish? Vasco Dias: Best guess? She said it was her way. She’s pushing back at Eternity, saying she doesn’t need the same kind of tricks to beat people. You ask me, though, it seems like she’s trying to convince herself. Terri Morasco: Well, Gabriela Luna doesn’t seem like she needs any convincing after that display, and Helena Sawyer picks up momentum heading into Metamorphosis. {Helena sinks to her knees, throwing her arms out to her side and laughing cruelly as Gabriela rolls out of the ring. Helena rolls out the other side, backing up the ramp and grinning wickedly at the crowd as she paces backwards.}---------------------------------------------------------- SINGLES MATCHCrystal Millar vs Amber Richards ---------------------------------------------------------- 5
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THE SILVER SCREEN QUEEN IS HERE!!!!{I’m Coming Out by Diana Ross begins to blast all across the speakers and as that happens we are able to see Christina Millar emerging through the backstage curtain and the roaring cheers of the crowd are deafening. She isn’t alone as her best friend Zelda Knite comes out beside her. Crystal smiles as her grouping of paparazzi gather up in front of the ring and they snag photo after of the Latina beauty. She walks down the ramp as she begins to slap the hands of the roaring crowd. The crowd cheers loudly in return as they glance back at the Hollywood hottie, and Zelda smiles as she throws up the heart symbol.
Her following of paparazzi meet her as does a red carpet. She takes in appeal of the cameras smiling as flashes begin to go off one after another. She then runs up the steps where she walks towards the middle of the apron. She blows kisses out to the crowd before she drops into a split enTerring the ring. The crowd begins to go nuts and she waits patiently for the match to begin.
}Vasco Dias: Crystal Millar the silver screen queen..she's so damn beautiful... Terri Morasco: Eh.... Vasco Dias: Hater.... {"Wild eyes" by parkway drive blasts on the PA system, the lyrics rolling out. As the song explodes after the first verse Amber makes her way out her black hair flowing down as she throws her head back and lets out a laugh. Amber makes her way down to the ring, she runs and slides on her knee across the apron before resting her body against the ropes as the music fades out.}Terri Morasco: She looks..pleasant... Vasco Dias: This looks like the Amber Richards of old..not the Gypsy queen who sacrificed it all...this looks like the Blood Diamond... Terri Morasco: But Crystal shouldn't be underestimated {The bell rings and Amber wastes no time running across the ring taking Crystal down with a hard spear. She gets in a mount position and starts raining down some vicious open hand palm strikes. Crystal covers up as Amber rains them down over and over. Crystal is able to just get to the ropes and Amber uses the count till 4 to get off her. Crystal lays on the ropes and looks up at Amber talking trash. Amber slowly grins and calls for Crystal to get up. As she does they measures each other up. Crystal steps in but Amber slams in a hard low kick to Crystals thigh then one to her ribs}Vasco Dias: Wow those kicks are vicious Terri Morasco: Amber looks ready to murder Crystal {Crystal backs off into the ropes and Amber comes sprinting in with a running knee that Crystal is able to avoid, she hits the ropes and leaps up wrapping her legs around Amber's head hitting a running head scissors, Amber rolls and pops to her feet but Crystal hits the middle rope and turns in mid air hitting the springboard ddt, Crystal then rolls and pops off her hands through the top and middle rope to the apron (like the young bucks) she grabs the top rope and as Amber gets to her feet she hits a springboard forearm taking her down. Crystal pins 1....2..Amber kicks out}Terri Morasco: Crystal went to the air and that's where she has an advantage... Vasco Dias: She doesn't want to trade blows with Amber or get on the mat, that's where Richards will murder her... Terri Morasco: We're both obsessed with that word.... {Crystal waits for Amber to get to her knees and hits a hurricanrana DDT slamming Amber face first, Crystal then hits the ropes and as Amber sits back up Crystal hits a dropkick right to her face. She pins again, 1....2...Amber kicks out. Crystal measures Amber up and goes for the flashing lights chick kick, Amber though is able to duck it and then as Crystal turns around Amber leaps in the air with a stiff knee catching Crystal in the face sending her back into the ropes Amber whips crystal across the ring and leaps up hitting a calf kick, she pins 1....2...Crystal kicks out}Vasco Dias: Wow a few nearfalls here.... Terri Morasco: Both girls are going for it.... {As Amber pulls Crystal up Crystal slaps her hands away and hits the flashing lights, Amber stumbles, Crystal hits the ropes and does a handspring but as she whips herself against the ropes and is upside down Amber flies in with a low kick to her face. Crystal is out of it. Amber pulls her up and onto her shoulders slamming in the bloody murder v 3.0 the GTS!, she pins 1....2.....3}Vasco Dias: Crystal flew around the ring and tried to stick and move but Amber Richards is a savage... Terri Morasco: What a match and what a return for Amber... {Richards walks over and grabs a mic as Crystal rolls from the ring.}Amber Richards: Kate Steele......what's wrong Katie?..you've been rather quiet. Last week I dropped you on my knee, this week I did it to Crystal. I ran down the entire division and not one of you so called women has had the balls to come out here and confront me.....you bunch of pussies.... Vasco Dias: wow....excuse us for that... Terri Morasco: She seems mad...... {"Wild eyes" hits again and Amber throws the mic down loeaving the ring as the crowd boo's}---------------------------------------------------------- SEGMENT”Kathy Conway's "New Year, New Frontiers Directive" for the Diamonds Division”---------------------------------------------------------- {The lights in the arena start to twinkle like diamonds, green, purple and red with the melodic holler and drum beat of ''Black and Silver" by Xandria. }Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome home the Imperial Wrestling Federation Head Of Diamonds Division ...the Queen Of Diamonds...KATHLEEN CONWAY! {The chords of an organ punctuate the words as Kathleen Conway appears on the stage with one hand on her right hip. She is wearing a stylish red dress, diamond earrings, a diamond necklace and white high heel shoes. She begins her walk down the ramp to an uncharacTerristically warm reception.}Vasco Dias: Rumours have been circulating all week that Kathy Conway has some kind of announcement to make here tonight regarding the future of the Diamonds Division... Terri Morasco: If history is any indicator, whenever Kathy comes out it is usually to shake up the Imperial Wrestling Federation... {Kathy gets to the ring and climbs the steel steps into the ring. She walks to the middle and flips her hair again with a hand on her hip as the lights return to normal and the music fades.
She then walks over to the side and collects a microphone from a stage-hand, before walking to the centre of the ring and raising her microphone..}Kathy Conway: Let me start off by wishing you all a Happy New Year here tonight. Now, as Head of the Diamonds Division, I don't usually involve myself in the affairs of the male roster, but six weeks ago Spike Kane had the audacity to stand in this very ring and tell each and every one of you people, the IWF fans, that this year there would be no Dragon's Den Match at Metamorphosis because there was nobody worthy enough to face him in the match that he innovated over fifteen years ago... {The crowd boo, clearly not happy that one of IWF's most popular match types was not happening this year.}Terri Morasco: The fans quite clearly are not happy with that ruling... Vasco Dias: They should have more respect for the will of their reigning God Of Steel... Kathy Conway: My sentiments exactly. It was a curious statement for somebody who has absolutely no corporate standing in the Imperial Wrestling Federation to make, and one that didn't sound quite right to me, so I went ahead and pulled up the match rights agreement that Spike Kane signed with Leonard Fox in New Championship Wrestling, rights that Roberto Verona and Simon De Montford now own here in the Imperial Wrestling Federation, and it turns out that Mr Kane has no legal standing to make such a declaration either... {Kathy smiles..}Kathy Conway: So what does this mean? It means that when Spike Kane signed over the rights to his creation, it was no longer the property of an individual, but rather the property of the host organisation. Put simply, this means that the Dragon's Den hasn't belonged to Mr Kane for a decade now. It belongs to the Imperial Wrestling Federation, and if the Dragon's Den belongs to IWF, that means it belongs to all of you...and since it belongs to you, the fans, I have the authority to say there WILL be a Dragon's Den Match in two weeks at Metamorphosis! {Kathy pauses as the crowd erupt.}Terri Morasco: What an announcement, going right over Spike's head! Vasco Dias: Has she no respect? The man is a grieving father, he just lost his son... Kathy Conway: And that's not all, you see whilst it might comfort Spike Kane in his grief to think that there is nobody worthy of challenging him in the Den, I'd like to remind him that he is not the only one who has become rather synonymous with that match over the years. In fact, yes, as I recall there is somebody else who has quite the history with that match - being undefeated in it - my husband, Jake Conway! {The crowd cheer the mention of the IWF veteran.}Kathy Conway: Now I bet most of you think you know exactly where I'm going with this, but you'd be wrong. You see whilst I thought that Jake would jump at the chance to compete in the Den again, he surprised me by offering me an even better suggestion, one that as a respectable businesswoman I just couldn't refuse...that is why for the first time in it's history, Metamorphosis will host the first ever DIAMOND DRAGON'S DEN! Terri Morasco: WHAT? I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS...A DIAMOND DRAGON'S DEN?! THAT'S HISTORIC! Vasco Dias: Well, it's taken 16 years, but the feminists finally win another one... Kathy Conway: That's right, for the first time ever two of MY brightest Diamonds will make history in two weeks as they tread new ground, pioneering the way forward for MY Division as they brave new frontiers in women's professional wrestling by stepping into the type of spotlight that up until now has been the sole domain of the men in this industry. So now you know the match will take place, you're asking yourself who on MY roster is brave or crazy enough to step inside the Dragon's Den...and the truth is that they're probably a bit of both... {Kathy pauses.}Kathy Conway: You see ever since it's inception the IWF Shieldmaiden has been synonymous with incredible resilience and endurance, having been defended in some of the most trying circumstances, such as Maiden of Steel matches, Steel Cage Matches and even last year's Iron Maiden match. That is why I can think of no better way to personify what it takes to be the Shieldmaiden than to have it defended inside the revolutionary Diamond Dragon's Den! Terri Morasco: ARE YOU KIDDING ME? ETERNITY WILL DEFEND HER SHIELDMAIDEN IN THE FIRST EVER DIAMOND DRAGON'S DEN AGAINST HELENA SAWYER! THIS IS HUGE! Vasco Dias: Look, I don't think anyone of us will argue that those two creepy lunatics should be locked up, but this is ridiculous! {Kathy soaks in the crowd's roar and chants of "Thank You Kathy!" as her music hits and she drops the microphone and we cut to a brief advertisement for Metamorphosis.}---------------------------------------------------------- SINGLES MATCHSara Garcia vs Fiona McFly ---------------------------------------------------------- Alison Valance: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall… {"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: Residing in Arlington, Texas, weighing in at 147 pounds...FIONA...MCFLY! Terri Morasco: Fiona got the upper hand in her little rivalry with The Garcias last week, sliming the twins in the center of the ring. Vasco Dias: That’s reprehensible! She destroyed about $1200 in dresses and she just laughs it off like its nothing. Alison Valance: And her opponent… {“Over You” by Girlicious plays throughout the arena. Seventeen seconds into the song, Paige and Sara come out to a negative reaction as they holds their hand in the air above their heads, their index fingers pointed down at themselves as they do a quick spin around before walking down to the ring, talking themselves up to all of those in attendance and everyone watching at home.}Alison Valance: Accompanied to the ring by Paige Garcia, from San Diego, California, weighing 135 pounds…SARA Garcia! {The two sisters jump up on the apron, posing for the crowd, showing off their beauty before each sitting on the middle rope and swinging their legs to the left, pulling the rest of their bodies in as well. They pose again for the crowd who boo as the two talk strategy for the match.}Terri Morasco: Paige will be with us here for commentary tonight. Vasco Dias: Finally...an intelligent female. She’ll explain to us all about those dresses Fiona ruined...WELCOME CHAMP! Paige Garcia: Thank you...thank you. I’d say it’s nice to be here, but Terri is here...so yeah...guess I’ll add some class.. Terri Morasco: ...right… Paige Garcia: Or perhaps I’ll just take out the trash if you keep opening your mouth. Terri Morasco: … {The bell rings and up in the ring, Sara and Fiona circle the ring before locking up with one another but Sara pulls out of the tie up and slaps Fiona right across the face!}Paige Garcia: What a shot! Vasco Dias: She deserves it after what she did to you two last week. Terri Morasco: I… Paige Garcia: Terri… {Fiona doesn’t like this as she charges Sara who runs to the ropes and ducks between them forcing the referee to break things up.}Paige Garcia: Great ring awareness there. Terri Morasco: She’s running away. Vasco Dias: I think each and every one of your words is pissing off our Diamonds Champion even more. {The referee backs Fiona away as Sara slowly pulls herself through the ropes. The two lock up again and Fiona ducks underneath Sara, going behind her and lifting her in the air before dropping her down with a Belly to Back Suplex. She quickly floats over and hooks the leg but only gets a one count before Sara gets her shoulder up off the mat.}Paige Garcia: It’s going to take way more than that to beat a Garcia! Vasco Dias: Well, nobody ever said that Fiona has the most intelligence in the world. Terri Morasco: She’s got the upper hand right now. {Fiona picks Sara up off the mat and throws her arm over her own head before snapping her over with a Snap Suplex! Sara rolls, holding her back, toward the corner, soon propping herself up as Fiona charges in with a knee straight to the face, whiplash-ing Sara’s head against the turnbuckle.}Terri Morasco: A new aggressive side to Fiona. Paige Garcia: Aggressive is stupid. It leads to mistakes and that’s why Fiona has never been a champion in her life, and won’t be after Metamorphosis! {Again Fiona lifts Sara to her feet, but Sara blasts her with a forearm to the face, rocking her back into the ropes before sending her to the far side. Sara ducks for a Back Body Drop but has her face kicked, standing her straight up as Fiona goes for a Clothesline, but Sara ducks and as she turns around hits Fiona with the KNOCKOUT KISS (Standing Sidekick)!!!}Paige Garcia: That’s what I’m talking about! Vasco Dias: She just leveled the Number One Contender. {Sara holds out her arms before dropping to her knees and hooking the leg of Fiona…
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Somehow, Fiona gets the shoulder up off the mat. Sara can’t believe it as she smacks the mat in frustration.}Vasco Dias: How the hell did she kick out of that!? Terri Morasco: It’s called resilience. Paige Garcia: It’s called shutting your mouth. {Sara gets to her feet and stomps over to Fiona’s head, picking her up off the mat and up onto her shoulders for the “All About Me” (Rack Attack), but Fiona is able to shift her weight and slide down Sara’s back. She grabs Sara by the head, looking for her version of the Inverted DDT she now calls the “Sending Off” but Sara shows off her core strength by bringing her legs up around Fiona’s head and flipping her into the ropes with a Hurricanrana. Fiona hits the ropes and stumbles out into a boot to the gut by Sara who grabs her by the head and drives her into the mat with a Sitout Facebuster!}Vasco Dias: She has Fiona on the ropes. Terri Morasco: What’s this!? Paige Garcia: She’s sending a message that she’s not to be forgotten! {Sara grabs hold of Fiona’s legs, twisting them around and locking her into the “Bow to the Queen” (Modified Scorpion Crosslock)!!! Fiona struggles with pain on her face, screaming in agony as Sara wrenches back on the hold as much as possible, and eventually, Fiona gives in and taps out in the center of the ring as the bell rings!}Paige Garcia: That’s what I’m talking about! Alison Valance: Here is your winner...SARA...GARCIAAA!!! {Paige enters the ring and raises her sister’s hand before the two of them shape their fingers in an L at Fiona who winces in pain clutching at her back. The two sisters kick her out of the ring, stomping away until she rolls to the floor. Paige then grabs hold of a microphone.}Paige Garcia: Look everyone...there’s your “contender”. With Sara beating you here tonight, I don’t even think you deserve a championship match. {She shrugs her shoulders.}Paige Garcia: But, I’ll tell you what...I’ll let you know the stipulation...NEXT WEEK! {The crowd boos as “Over You” plays over the speakers as the Garcias celebrate as we go to commercial.}---------------------------------------------------------- SIX MAN TAG TEAM MATCHKIWA (James Franklin Karn & Redneck Renegades) vs House of Howlett (Spike Kane, Rob Diamond & Noah Field) ---------------------------------------------------------- {"DJ Khaled! All I do is win win win no matter what" All I do is Win by DJ Khaled featuring T-Pain, Ludacris, Rick Ross and Snoop Dog comes on over the P.A. system as the lights dim and the Redneck Renegades logo shows on the tron, "Got money on my mind can never get a enough" Will comes storming out doing a somewhat two step as he goes to the edge of the stage waving his hands up in the air dancing around flashing his grill at the fans, Chris comes out more controlled and posed, he stands at the center of the entrance way with a towel in is hand, they are wearing matching baggy shorts with the confederate flag pattern on them and black knee pads, will has on more traditional style wrestling boot's while Chris has kick pad's covering his with matching confederate flag pattern on them. Both of them wearing the KIWA World Tag Team belts proudly.
"Hailing from Atlanta Georgia weighting in tonight at a combined weight of four hundred and five pounds, Your K.I.W.A World Tag Team Champions, Will and Chris Fenell, The Redneck Reeeeeeeeeenegades!"
With that announcement red white and blue pyro go shooting off up from the stage towards the ring into the sky Chris cracks his neck as he makes his way down the ramp slowly, Will follows dancing behind him slapping hands with fans here and there, sometimes faking that he's going to slap a hand then moves his head to fix his "hair" then just grins and slaps the hands. Chris climbs the stairs to the ring as Will slides in, Chris wipes the top of his head with his towel as Will goes to the far turnbuckle and stands on the 2nd rope looking around to the crowd he's waving his hands up and down trying to get the crowd hyped up into the song. "And every time I step up in the building Everybody hands go UP" Both Chris and Will toss their hands up in the air with their RR Rally Towels in hand swinging them around their head, "And they stay there, and they stay there And they stay there" The start waving the towels up and down "up down up down up down Cause all I do is WIN, WIN, WIN And if you goin in put yo' hands in the air, make 'em stay there!" Will drops down to the ring as Chris tosses his towel into the crowd, Will bends low sitting like a catcher behind home plate but with his arms resting on his legs as Chris paces back and forth in front of him both of them with their game face's on.}{ The lights go dim as the iconic opening guitar riff for "Runnin Down A Dream" comes blaring over the speakers, A rain of gold pyro comes down over the entrance as JFK comes walking out from the back wearing his new "100% Florida Ass-Kicking" T-Shirt with his classic Jack Daniels inspired logo on the front and his normal wrestling gear. He makes his way down the ramp slapping hands with a few fans and rolls into the ring; 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: This match has been brewing for a long time, KIWA vs the House of Howlett in six man tag team action. Vasco Dias: You call it brewing I call it a forgone conclusion that the House of Howlett is going to pick up an easy win this week. Terri Morasco: KIWA is a collection of some of the best wrestlers on the planet, dozens of championships between them. Vasco Dias: The House of Howlett is a collection of THE best professional wrestlers on the planet, period, and if you’re too blind to recognize that then I feel sorry for you. { The lights dim and strobe as “Jekle and Hyde” by Five Finger Death Punch hits the pa to a very mixed reaction, obviously some of the fans feel for Rob in this dark time with the Kane family and others still hate him for his lies. Rob comes storming out through the curtain in jeans and an Infamous t-shirt ashis luggage never arrived to his hotel. Rob storms down the ramp and rolls right in under the bottom rope jumping up to his feet and looking ready for a fight. }Terri Morasco: Rob has experienced a series of unfortunate events today. Vasco Dias: All orchestrated by Steve Awesome! Terri Morasco: I don’t believe that but- Vasco Dias: Believe what you want the fact still remains that Steve is trying to get in Rob’s head! Terri Morasco: And if he were I’d say it was working. { Rob is looking around as KIWA assembles on the apron, almost as if he’s expecting someone to come through the crowd and attack him. }Terri Morasco: Hah, he’s jumping at his own shadow. Vasco Dias: Yeah I bet you think that’s funny. Steve Awesome using mind games to ruin what could have been a competitive match. Terri Morasco: I thought you said the House had this won hands down? Vasco Dias: They do! Terri Morasco: Maybe, except there’s a few things you’re not remembering. Vasco Dias: What’s that? Terri Morasco: KIWA has been on a tear lately, Noah Field seems almost disinterested in wrestling and Spike Kane hasn’t exactly been showing up for all his matches. Vasco Dias: Pfft… { Rob stands there as Chris seems to be ready to start the match but the music for his partners never hits as the referee seems to be communicating with someone in the back. Finally he goes over to Rob and whispers something to him and Rob looks at the referee like he’s about to kill him. }“You’ve got to be shitting me!?” Vasco Dias: That doesn’t sound good… Terri Morasco: Oh no… We’re getting word that Spike Kane hasn’t shown up to the arena yet and… Really? Noah Field is refusing to wrestle tonight, claiming he’s already beaten JFK once. Vasco Dias: Come on! Terri Morasco: Still confident in the House’s ability to win? { Rob grabs the referee and yells. }“Just ring the damn bell!” Terri Morasco: That’s brave. Vasco Dias: He’s fighting for a good cause. { Chris shakes his head a little surprised that Rob still wants to wrestle but then moves in for a tie up but Rob shoves him hard backward and into his corner. Chris shakes his head with a laugh and explodes at Rob who ducks the leg lariat attempt, Chris keeps going at high speed and hits the ropes for a spring board as Rob turns and catches him in the crows body block and instead drops him with a power slam. }Vasco Dias: He may be out numbered but he’s got the competition scouted! { Chris kips up but Rob is right there with a hard elbow shot to the side of his head and then follows up with several forearm shivers and drives Chris backward into an empty corner. Rob connect with a hard right hand and then follows it up with several stiff kicks to the midsection until Chris drops onto the mat where Rob continues to stomp him. The referee moves in and pulls Rob backward but he throws the referee off and charges in with a boot in the corner. }Vasco Dias: Look at Rob Diamond go! Terri Morasco: He’s putting up a good fight but the numbers haven’t caught up with him yet. Vasco Dias: Rob is a one man army! Terri Morasco: He’s one man fighting an army! { Rob grabs Chris and pulls him up but Fenell hits him with a jawbreaker that causes Rob to stumble backward. Fenell is right up and hits the ropes for a spring board tornado ddt on Rob. Will reaches out for the pin and Chris heads over to tag in his brother. Rob starts to get up but the Redneck Renegades grab him for an Ode to the Dog!!! Will covers Rob as Chris heads to the apron. The referee drops down and ONE! TWO! KICK OUT! }Vasco Dias: An easy kick out at two! Terri Morasco: The one man army isn’t looking so good against KIWA right now. Vasco Dias: Well the referee should have offered him a chance to find replacement partners! Terri Morasco: Or Rob could have just not agreed to wrestle! Vasco Dias: Not an option! { Will pulls Rob up off the mat and quickly scoops him up for the Ode to Angle and moves right in for another pin attempt. One! Two! Kick out. Fenell moves into a mounted punch position and lays into Diamond with some right hands before the referee pushes him back. Rob staggers back to his feet and Will is right there with a Vertebreaker! }Terri Morasco: Rob Diamond is in a bad way here right now! Vasco Dias: He’ll make a come back! He’s the greatest of all time! Terri Morasco: He’d be lucky to get out of this match alive right now! Vasco Dias: Someone needs to get these KIWA punks under control! { Will pulls Rob back up to his feet and whips him hard into KIWA’s corner where Will runs in with a big shoulder tackle and tags in JFK. Karn steps into the ring and the two of them grab Rob for a snap vertical suplex out of the corner. JFK moves right into pinning position but Rob gets his shoulder up at two. Karn pushing himself up and looks set to drill Rob with a Karn Kick. Rob pulls himself up on the ropes and turns as Karn fires off but Rob gets under the kick and then connects with a big spinning back fist! And then grabs him for a big time atomic drop that he then follows it right up with a standard eighties style Mike Rotundo hip toss! }Vasco Dias: Rob is on the offense! Terri Morasco: I can’t believe he’s making a come back! Vasco Dias: Well believe it! He’s Rob Diamond! Terri Morasco: And he’s facing the entirety of KIWA! { Rob shakes the cob webs loose as he comes at Karn who is pulling himself up but this time Karn connects with his patented Kick that sends Rob falling backward but as Karn moves to pin him he sees Noah Field stepping out onto the ramp looking down at the ring and asking out loud “This is my competition!?” }Terri Morasco: What the hell is Noah doing out here? Vasco Dias: Getting a closer look at his supposed competition. Terri Morasco: He could have just wrestled the match! Vasco Dias: And pick up another easy win? Terri Morasco: Jesus… { Karn storms over to his corner and tags in Chris Fenell as he hops out of the ring and starts making his way up the ramp toward Noah who quickly disappears into the back. Karn follows him as Chris hops into the ring and lines up his next shot on Rob Diamond. }Vasco Dias: Looks like the odds are evening up. Terri Morasco: They aren’t even yet! { The crowd suddenly boos as Zasshu comes leaping out of the crowd and pulls Will’s feet out from under him causing him to hit his face on the apron as he drops. Chris turns to look as Zasshu ducks out of the referee’s view. When Chris turns back Rob is up and connects with a stiff kick to the gut of Chris and pulls him in for the Diamond Driver! Rob turns him over and covers him. ONE! TWO! THREE!!! }Vasco Dias: THE HOUSE HAS DONE IT! Terri Morasco: With a great deal of outside help. Vasco Dias: Hey, a win is a win. Terri Morasco: You wouldn’t be saying that if KIWA had won. Vasco Dias: I’m saying it because the House won! The House always win! { Zasshu ducks back into the crowd as the referee holds Rob arm up. The Redneck Renegades regroup on the ramp extremely upset as we head to commercial break.}----------------------------------------------------------
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”The Search for Steve Awesome.”
---------------------------------------------------------- { We come back from commercial break with Rob Diamond still in the ring, his music playing with a mic in his hand. }Rob Diamond: Cut the damn music! { The music stops as Rob storms back and forth inside the ring. }Rob Diamond: STEVE!!! I know you’re out there! I know you think these stupid little games are getting to me but they aren’t! You want a fight!? I’m ready for a fight right now! { He looks around now ready for Steve to appear out of the crowd. }Terri Morasco: I don’t think he’s here. Vasco Dias: He’s here. This is all a part of his stupid mid games! { Rob looks back toward the ramp. }Rob Diamond: Dammit Steve!!! If you’re not going to come out here and face me like a man then I’m going to come back there and find you! { He tosses the mic and rolls out of the ring heading up the ramp. }Terri Morasco: Is he serious? Vasco Dias: As the grave. Terri Morasco: Rob took Steve’s career, his home, all his possessions and he’s mad over what? A flat tire? Vasco Dias: You don’t mess with another man’s wheels. Terri Morasco: Honestly, if Steve were behind all of this it would be the least of what Rob deserves. {Rob disappears behind the curtain as the IWF and Sacrifice Logos appear in the corners.} |
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Well howdy there pardner.