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Post by Admin on Jul 16, 2014 19:04:28 GMT -6
 The scene opens up to an aerial view of the DECC Arena in Duluth, Minnesota, which is roaring with excited VoW fans. Their cheers echo throughout the building, able to be heard even outside of it, as they impatiently await the beginning of Breakthrough 7. Our cameras then pan inside, where suddenly we see fireworks blast upward from the rampway, in multiple directions. CAVO's "Hold Your Ground' blasts over the speakers, and the crowd reacts on cue. After a few more seconds of scanning the eccentric sea of fans, who hold up signs and chant "VOW" simultaneously, we shift over to a view of Axel Reid and Ruby Parvati at the commentators' table.
Axel Reid: Welcome ladies and gentleman to Breakthrough number 7! Live from a tightly packed DECC Arena in Duluth, Minnesota, I'm here with Ruby Parvati as we await what's sure to be an exciting event. What did you think of last week's event, Ruby?
Ruby Parvati: Well the wonderful display of brutal authority from Casanova English to that weirdo Starrkadian certainly held my interest.
Axel Reid: I couldn't agree more. What happened between those two men, especially at the very end of last week's show, was definitely intriguing. And I doubt we've seen the end of that particular battle.
Ruby Parvati: Mmm, and you certainly can't forget the altercations between Cera and Seth Iser, which left quite a bit to the imagination, as well as moments of intrigue among other members of our roster.
Axel Reid: Yup! And last but not least, Stefan Frei announced that we'd be having a tournament of sorts for the Xcel Championship!
Ruby Parvati: In his dull and tiresome tone... the man makes things sound far less interesting than they are. Hopefully the matches we have coming at this event make up for that!
Axel Reid: You shouldn't talk about our boss like that, Ruby.
Ruby Parvati: Yes yes, either way... I'm looking forward to the bouts we will see tonight. From debuts of our newest members-- names such as Shane Sparx, Valquist, Stacy Jones and Lucas McCann-- to matches like Brett Carson vs Vanessa, Casanova English vs Reya Serra, and of course the main event: Seth Iser vs Cera! Much more will arise, I'm sure...
"Back in Black" the instrumental by AC/DC suddenly escapes the speakers, and the fans explode!!!
Axel Reid: Speaking of things coming to fruition, here comes our CEO... Stefan Frei!
Ruby Parvati: Oh great...
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The music continues to play, but no one comes out. The crowd slowly quiets, befuddled murmurs moving through it, as the commentators question what's going on. But within a few seconds... AC/DC is cut off by In This Moment's "Adrenalize"!! The fans immediately switch gears, boos and negativity being thrown toward none other than the VoW General Manager, Sky Sangue! She smirks as she calmly makes her way down the ramp, ignoring the insults and so forth from those behind the barricades. Though those same people quickly shut up when Sky's 7 foot 'bodyguard', the Head of Security-- Hazard, slowly follows. Sangue steps into the ring and gestures for a mic, which a nervous ring aid hurriedly hands her...
Sky Sangue: Oh, I'm sorry... were you expecting someone else?
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Axel Reid: This crowd reaaalllyyyy doesn't like Sky.
Ruby Parvati: Neither do I.
Axel Reid: I thought you liked the 'bad' people in this industry...
Ruby Parvati: Yes, but she's... actually good looking. I'm the ONLY one who should look good in this federation!
Axel Reid: .....
As the fans finally start to calm down, the GM continues in her always deadpan tone...
Sky Sangue: Stefan could not make it out here tonight. He is a bit... tied up... at the moment.
Ruby Parvati: Oh my.
Axel Reid: What did she DO?!
She looks back at Hazard with a wink, and the large man simply nods. Suddenly, on the jumbo tron above the stage, we see the screen flicker on... and there's Stefan Frei, sitting in his office. He looks up from some heavy duty, important looking paperwork and blinks in confusion, as the fans cheer upon seeing him. The tron then flickers back off, and our view pans back to Sky, who scowls slightly (though you can barely tell with her usual emotionless gaze) and turns to look back over at Hazard...
Sky Sangue: How frustrating, ruining my fun. It would seem a certain technician or two need to learn a lesson...
Haz narrows his eyes, offering another nod, before smoothly moving out of the ring and heading up the ramp. With an audible sigh, Sangue returns her attention to the crowd and the mic in her hand.
Sky Sangue: Back to the reason as to why I am out here. Since our OH SO beloved CEO is busy, I have taken it upon myself to make an announcement. As you were all made aware of last week, it was decided that we will be having a tournament to crown the first ever Xcel Champion.
The fans, though upset that it's Sky saying this, still cheer and applaud the idea of a championship finally appearing in VoW. The GM continues in her monotonous voice...
Sky Sangue: This series will begin next week at the Herb Brooks National Hockey Center in St Cloud, Minnesota. It will consist of three rounds, the final round taking place at the 2nd VoW pay-per-view, where a champion will be crowned. Now.... perhaps you simpletons are expecting me to announce the participants of this tournament...
Axel Reid: I certainly am! I have a few ideas on who'll be in it.
Ruby Parvati: I also have a prediction on the contestants... and the victor!
The crowd is on the edge of their seats, watching with anticipation as Sky looks around at the sea of fans with a slight smirk. After a few seconds of suspense... she continues.
Sky Sangue: Too bad you will not be finding that out tonight. We have already chosen the combatants, and things will officially begin next week. If you would like to know, you will have to simply stay tuned until Breakthrough 8, and hopefully join us in St Cloud, unlike the lazy, good for nothing neanderthals at home, carelessly drooling on their shirts as they watch this...
She flashes a wide smile, which just looks unnatural, before she shoves her mic into Jerry Heisenberg's hands and heads off, her music playing as she's leaving. The crowd sends her off with quite a bit of jeers, as the commentators pipe up...
Axel Reid: Well folks, the wait is finally over! We'll see our first ever championship come into the picture with our first ever tournament, all of which starts next week. Are you as excited as I am, Ruby?
Ruby Parvati: I'm certainly intrigued to see who is in it, and who eventually becomes our first champion. I'm putting my money on one of the good looking men in this federation. Hopefully with a package befitting of a champ...
Axel Reid: ....right. Anyway, before all of that, we have to get through this event! And the first match is a fatal fourway consisting of four men all making their debuts! Who will prove to make the biggest impact in their first match here? We're about to find out!
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Post by Admin on Jul 16, 2014 19:15:17 GMT -6
Fatal Four Way
(Valquist Vs. Daniel Kennedy Vs. Death Vs. Lucas McCann)
The cameras pan through the crowd with wide, sweeping shots before cutting to the commentary desk at ringside; Axel Reid, whose immaculate quiff adds at least six inches to his height, sits beside his amorous broadcast colleague, Ruby Parvati.Axel Reid: Hello and welcome back to Breakthrough, following that short message from our sponsors, Xcel Energy. Speaking of Xcel Energy, Ruby --He glances over at Ruby, who nibbles the end of her pen and flutters her eyelashes at him.Axel Reid: Tonight's the night we find out just whose names will be entered into the Xcel Championship tournament, which will culminate at our second pay-per-view event!Ruby Parvati: Mr. Frei certainly knows how to tease a girl, Axel. I’ve been begging for more all week now!She places her manicured hands on the edge of the desk and pulls her chair closer to Axel’s. He smiles nervously and backs away.We cut away to the ring, where Jerry Heisenberg stands at the ready; one hand behind his back, microphone in the other. Scattered ‘JEHR-EE’ chants break out among small clusters of fans.Ruby Parvati: I guarantee this is the only time that man has had women chanting his name.Jerry smiles and acknowledges the crowd with a small bow before raising the microphone to his mouth and, as is his trademark, clears his throat. He then speaks into the microphone, his thick, New York accent amplified throughout the building.Jerry Heisenberg: The following, opening competition of the evening, is a Fatal Four-Way match.A small pop from the audience.Jerry Heisenberg: In this match, the first competitor to score a pinfall or submission will be declared the winner!He lowers the mic and awaits the entrance of the first participant.The lights in the arena dim to a blueish glow. ‘Kick Ass’ by Egypt Central starts over the speaker system throughout the arena, as pyros explode from one side of the stage to the next, emitting smoke as each one blasts off. Once the smoke clears, Lucas McCann stands atop the ramp, his arms thrust into the air with his palms open.Jerry Heisenberg: The first entrant in this match, weighing two-hundred forty-five pounds, and hailing from The Pass, Mississipp-eeeeeee...Slowly, he starts toward the ring.Jerry Heisenberg: LUCASSSS MUH-CAAAANNN!Unfamiliar with McCann, the majority of the crowd remain quiet, though a few seem to take a liking to him. Lucas breaks into a sprint as he nears the end of the ramp, sliding under the bottom rope and leaping to his feet. His momentum carries him forward, toward the opposite side ring ropes, as he leaps onto the middle rope and thrusts one arm into the air, his fist balled up. He hops down, turning around now to face the ramp.Axel Reid: Lucas McCann is one of many fresh acquisitions in the last couple of weeks. Not a great deal known about him, other than he’s looking to move on from a dark period in his life. I spoke with him earlier today and he told me he is willing to do whatever it takes to get on top!Ruby Parvati: Funny -- I like to be on top, too.The arena goes black and a spotlight appears as Linkin Park’s ‘Burn it Down’ blazes through the sound system.Jerry Heisenberg: The second participant weighs in at two-hundred thirty-seven pounds and now resides in Miami, Floridaaa… DAAAN-YUL KENNEDYYYYYYY!Daniel Kennedy arrives on stage. The light shining upon him. The crowd give another somewhat muted response, though a negative one. Kennedy walks out and as the song hits the main beat he raises his arms and pyro begins. He walks down the aisle, illuminated, with a smug look on his face, acting like he is better than everyone else. He gets to the ring, looks left, then right, and proceeds to enter. He climbs the far right post and poses to the fans, then proceeds to turn his head in disgust at one fan in particular. He then dismounts the post and stares down McCann while waiting for the final two competitors.Axel Reid: Another fresh face in Daniel Kennedy. Now lives in Miami but was born and raised in a small town in Belfast, Ireland; middle of five children, his four siblings looked out for him growing up. Now he’s here to make a name for himself and make his ma proud back home.Ruby Parvati: I’m surprised this guy could put down the bottle long enough to pass his training.Axel Reid: That is such a worn out, tired cliché, Ruby.The lights dim and the reflective, eye-shaped Looking Glass atop the ramp blinks into life, displaying complex blueprints and schematics. ‘We Own It’ by 2 Chainz featuring Wiz Khalifa plays over the speakers as the next warrior marches out onto the stage, purpose and deliberation behind every step. An orange hood covers most of his face, but his straight mouth and the stern lines which flank it tell us all we need to know about this man.Jerry Heisenberg: The penultimate combatant, weighing two-hundred thirty-five pounds and coming to you from Infinity Cityyy… He is THE ARCHITECT -- VAL-QUISSSST!At the sound of his name, Valquist whips the hood of his head and strides down the ramp, his unzipped hoodie billowing out behind him. He seems to garner the loudest reaction thus far from the fans, who seem enamoured with his no-nonsense, focused approach. He steps through the ropes, ascends the turnbuckle and looks out at the fans with his hand on his heart. Some of them already take to imitating him.Axel Reid: I hope he doesn’t mind my saying this, but Valquist has had a few more birthdays than his younger opponents, and seems to be at a crossroads in his career, looking to prove to himself that he still has that fire inside, even if it means doing this solo without his longtime tag partner.Ruby Parvati: There’s nothing wrong with doing it solo, Axel.‘Hello Zepp’ by Charles Clouser starts up as the house lights darken.Jerry Heisenberg: And now, the final competitor in this match, weighing precisely two-hundred thirty pounds, out of the frying pan and into the fire of Hell’s Kitchen… The FALLEN ONE -- DEATH!
Death walks out slowly to a hostile reaction as lights start flashing and smoke comes up. When the music picks up, lights start flashing red and white as he makes his way to the ring. Once he is in the ring, he stares at the crowd solemnly, then goes to the far corner and sits down.Axel Reid: A very dark individual, Death claims not to be interested in attaining gold; instead, he wishes to impress upon people their own mortality and to make them value their lives more. He’s not so much a Dr. Phil or Steve Wilkos type, however, as much he is a Jigsaw type.Ruby Parvati: I love this guy. The spiked shoulder pads, the corpsepaint. This is what that neon freak, Starrkadian, should be doing. This guy has it right.Jerry Heisenberg exits the ring to be replaced by respected senior VOW official, Clint Eisner. He beckons all four men forwards and relays the rules to each of them inaudibly, his thick moustache bristling with each word. All four men nod and retreat back to their corners. Eisner calls for the bell to get this thing underway.DING! DING! DING!Each man edges forwards cautiously, Valquist being a little more sure of himself than the others, constantly analysing the situation through hawk-like eyes.Axel Reid: For those keeping track of the numbers at home, all four of these men share similar stats and builds; Kennedy with a slight edge when it comes to height, standing six six, which theoretically gives him a reach advantage also.Ruby Parvati: And a bigger shoe size. You know what they say about a man with big feet… say, what size shoe do you wear, Axel?Axel Reid: I, uh, haven’t had to buy any in a while. Back on topic, the scales are tipped in McCann’s favour, who has anywhere from an eight-to-fifteen pound advantage over his adversaries here. May not sound like much, but that’s fifteen extra pounds his opponent will have to kick out of!Death suddenly rushes Valquist with a flurry of blows, but the Architect throws up his forearms, blocking the majority of shots. The pair of them slog it out in the corner.Kennedy adopts the same brazen approach and takes the fight to McCann, eager to prove himself.Axel Reid: This is what I like to see -- young talent going in that ring and tearing it up, scratching and clawing to forge their legacies!Eisner darts about the ruckus like a startled zebra. He interjects himself between Death and Valquist, calling for a break as the Architect holds onto the ropes. The Fallen One, however, continues to get his licks in. Clint throws his hands into the air, holding up more digits with each count.1!2!Axel Reid: Death needs to calm down or he’s going to get himself disqualified in his debut match!3!4!Death stops his assault and stomps off, Clint admonishing him as he does.Meanwhile, Kennedy and Lucas slug it out among themselves. The Irishman taps into his ancestral fighting spirit and pelts Lucas with a razor-sharp chop to the chest.WOOOOOO!The crowd pop for the move, but McCann quickly fires back with an even bigger chop.WOOOOOOOO!Axel Reid: Fans here at the DECC Arena paying homage to one of the all-time greats in this sport.Ruby Parvati: A guy whose name we can’t mention, at the behest of our wonderful sponsor.Whipping his head round to survey the battleground -- Death and Valquist are currently locked in a collar-and-elbow tie-up -- Lucas goes to throw Kennedy into the opposite set of ropes, but he reverses. McCann hits the ropes instead, and, on the rebound, is taken down with a back elbow. Lucas rolls over to the ropes, clutching his jaw. Kennedy keeps on him and grips the top rope as he stomps a mudhole in him. As he did with Death, Clint yells at Kennedy to release the ropes and back off. Satisfied with his handiwork, Kennedy shrugs the referee off and switches targets.Scoping out Valquist -- who has since gained the upper hand over Death -- he waltzes up behind him and clubs him in the back with a forearm.SMACKValquist grunts and stumbles away from Death and into the ropes. Kennedy boots him in the gut for good measure before approaching Death in the corner and offering him his hand.Axel Reid: I think Kennedy is looking to work together with The Fallen One. Always interesting to see bonds made and alliances broken in these types of matches.Death takes Kennedy’s hand, and the Irish-American pulls him to his feet. No sooner does Kennedy turn around, however, than Death kicks out his leg from behind, taking him down to his knees.Ruby Parvati: It was a beautiful relationship while it lasted!The Fallen One quickly sidesteps Kennedy, wrapping his hands around his jaw and flipping him round with a snapmare, Kennedy landing in a seated position. Death then hits the ropes furthest from the recovering Valquist and lands a stiff kick to the head of Kennedy -- busting his lip. He follows up with a cover. Eisner slides into action with surprising grace for a man his age.Axel Reid: Early pin attempt by Death!1 …Valquist reenters the fray, breaking up the early pin attempt with a stomp to Death’s shoulder.Axel Reid: Death perhaps trying to tire Kennedy out by making him kick out early on, but Valquist is taking no chances tonight and breaks it up.The martial artist smashes an elbow into the jaw of Death, dazing him. He then delivers a low kick to Death’s calf, causing him to limp and nurse his leg. He grabs him by the head and hurls him through the ropes and onto the floor.SPLATMuch to the chagrin of Eisner, Valquist rolls under the ropes and pursues Death, blasting him with more vicious kicks to the leg.Back in the ring, Kennedy climbs to his feet, still seeing stars after eating the boot from Death moments prior. He checks his fat lip and looks at the blood on his fingertips. He staggers back -- right into the waiting arms of Lucas McCann! Having since recovered, Lucas locks his arms around the waist of Kennedy and pivots his hips, swinging the both of them round so that their backs face centre-ring. He then bends his knees and lifts Kennedy back with a picture-perfect German suplex.
OOOHHHAxel Reid: That was one of the best-executed German suplexes I think I’ve ever seen! Perfect form!Ruby Parvati: Maybe we should try it sometime? I’ve been told I have good form, too.Slowly but surely, the crowd seem to grow more invested as they marvel at the textbook move. With Kennedy’s shoulders on the mat, Lucas keeps the waistlock cinched and bridges his legs. Clint races into position and checks the shoulders before counting.1…2…Kennedy gets his shoulder up and rolls away. Back on the outside, Valquist -- maintaining control of Death -- looks up and wipes the sweat off his brow with his forearm, his eyes wide.Axel Reid: Valquist knows the match could have ended then and there, and he would have been powerless to stop it. Fatal Four-Way -- it’s all in the name, folks!Valquist climbs onto the apron to get back to the fight, but Death’s skeleton-gloved hand shoots into frame from down on the floor, and he grabs hold of Valquist’s boot. He pulls with all his might, trying to yank Valquist to the floor, but Val kicks him in the face, breaking his grip.As Val goes to step through the ropes, however, Lucas -- who has since floored Kennedy with a Full Nelson slam -- races over and traps him in a front facelock. McCann then drags Val through the ropes, stopping just as Val’s boots snag the middle rope. Lucas then falls back, driving Val headfirst into the mat with a rope-hung DDT!AAAAHHHHAxel Reid: What a move by Lucas McCann! Somebody get a watering can, because Val just got planted!Ruby Parvati: That has to be one of the worst calls I’ve ever heard.The crowd pop for the impressive maneuver as Lucas shoves Val onto his back and covers him.1…2…DEATH PULLS HIM OUT!Axel Reid: Denied! Death pulling Lucas out of the ring as he was less than a second away from winning!Ruby Parvati: Good to know Death pulls out early.BOOOOThe fans grill Death as he hurls McCann backfirst into the barricade. He then slides under the bottom rope and covers Val himself!1…2…KICKOUT!Axel Reid: I can’t believe Death just tried to piggyback off of McCann’s offense like that! He damn near stole this thing from right under his nose!Death looks up at the referee in disbelief, holding up three fingers and mouthing furiously. Clint pinches his shirt and points at the Referee tag stitched into its breast, asserting his authority.Ruby Parvati: It’s not so much stealing as it is finders keepers, Axel. If you don’t want your dog eating scraps, don’t leave the plate on the table.BOOOOOOIf they weren’t on him before, the crowd really get on Death’s case now, chastising him for attempting to usurp the victory here tonight. The Dreaded Demon ignores the jeering fans and places the heel of his good leg on Val’s face. Tossing back his dreads, he twists his leg and spins round in a 180, grinding the sole of his boot into the face of the Architect. Valquist writhes in pain on the mat, cradling his face in his hands.The Hellspawn then grabs hold of Val’s shaven head and peels him off the mat, but a hurting Daniel Kennedy clubs him from behind. Death releases Val, who falls back onto his elbows. Kennedy then hitches his arms under Death’s and drives him backwards with a Tiger suplex -- NO! Death reverses it!Axel Reid: Oh, wow! Beautiful mid-air counter by Death, bringing Kennedy crashing down with an over-the-shoulder arm drag!Ruby Parvati: Not the first time a Kennedy has crashed and burned.Axel Reid: I hope the seven-second delay covers you on that one, Ruby.The Irish Curse hits the mat but manages to roll through onto his feet, a grimace plastered on his bearded face. Quicker than a hiccup, he immediately whips round to face Death, who is already charging at him -- albeit with a bum leg.Axel Reid: CLOTHESLINE FROM HELL -- NO! Death ducks under it! Kennedy damn near decapitated him with that one; a move he calls Don’t Talk Smack!Ducking the hellacious clothesline, Death hits the ropes behind Kennedy -- just as Lucas McCann stumbles back into the ring -- and is catapulted back... DOUBLE SPEAR!Axel Reid: NO WAY! DEATH IS A DAMN WRECKING BALL! He just ploughed his way through two men!McCann and the Irish Curse (sounds like a pulp noir) are folded inside-out, landing in a broken heap, Death sat atop the mound of tangled limbs.HO-LEE SHIT! HO-LEE SHIT! HO-LEE SHIT!Axel Reid: Listen to these rabid fans! These four newcomers certainly seem to have won them over tonight!As Death recovers from the double spear, Clint slides into view and checks Kennedy’s shoulders before making the count.1…Wait a second -- Death realises Clint is counting the pin for McCann, whose body is sandwiched between Kennedy and his own!2…Death immediately rolls off of McCann and pulls his limp body off of Kennedy, breaking the count in the process.Clint remains lay down, anticipating Death’s next move as he covers Kennedy himself.1…2…Kennedy barely musters enough energy to lift his shoulder an inch off the mat. Eisner holds up two fingers as Death pounds the canvas with his fist.Axel Reid: Death getting frustrated, but he can’t afford to waste these valuable seconds. He has to take advantage of McCann!Ruby Parvati: I do love it when you talk about taking advantage.The Dreaded Demon quickly crawls over to McCann and hooks the leg. Clint makes his third count in the space of twenty seconds.1…2…ANKLE LOCK!YEEEAAHHHAxel Reid: Valquist is back in this thing, and he’s targeting that injured leg of Death!Clint breaks the count as Valquist hoists Death off of McCann’s prone body. Death grits his teeth and tugs at his dreadlocks as he screams in pain, clawing the air madly. Eisner asks if he wants to quit, but Death shakes his head furiously and looks about desperately -- he is stranded in the centre of the ring. Suddenly, the ring seems so much bigger; the ropes even further away.Axel Reid: Val has Death right where he wants him with that masterful submission maneuver!Ruby Parvati: This can’t be legal, Death’s leg is injured! That referee ought to disqualify Valquist right now and award this match to Death!Axel Reid: Are you kidding me!?The official once again asks Death if he wants to throw in the towel, but he screams ‘NO!’, ropes of saliva between his teeth. He digs his nails into the mat and tries to claw himself forwards, but Valquist twists the ankle, applying even more torque. Pain surges through Death’s weakened limb.Axel Reid: Every second Death spends in that excruciating hold, he gets a second closer to tapping out!Out of sheer desperation, he grabs a fistful of Eisner’s black-and-white shirt and pulls him in close, demanding he tell Valquist to release the hold. Clint grabs hold of Death’s wrist and tries to pry it off, but Death’s forearm is bigger than Eisner’s arms put together. If he can just hold on…Valquist twists the ankle to such an extreme degree that Death is able to painfully roll onto his back, still keeping hold of Eisner. With everything he has left, Death pulls his knees up to his chest, drawing the Architect in as he does. With Clint’s back to the Architect, Death brings his other leg up and catches Val with a low blow!
OOOHHHHAxel Reid: What a despicable, downright dirty tactic by Death!Ruby Parvati: I’d argue it was even more deplorable for Valquist to target a handicapped man like he did!Axel Reid: Handicapped!?Val falls to his knees, his eyes damn near popping out of his skull as he clutches his nether regions. Death finally releases Clint, who falls back onto his elbows. He spots Valquist and, having been in this business a while, puts two and two together -- but having not seen the offense, he is powerless to do anything about it.It is at this point that both the Irish Curse and Lucas McCann get to their feet, still shaking off the cobwebs following Death’s devastating double spear. Turning around groggily, they both set eyes on the man who took them out, now grounded and helpless. Death realises his precarious predicament and rolls over onto his chest and tries to crawl out of the ring, but Kennedy and Lucas close in on him.Axel Reid: Things are looking pretty damn grim for the Reaper.Ruby Parvati: How long have you been waiting to bust that one out?Kennedy motions for Lucas to have first dibs. McCann does so, stepping on the injured ankle of Death to prevent him escaping. Kennedy, however, sneaks up behind McCann and rolls him up.Axel Reid: Doublecross!1…2…Axel Reid: NOT QUITE!Lucas barely powers out of the surprise pin attempt, and quickly gets to his feet, incensed. He charges at Kennedy, who lifts the leg to hit the big boot, but Lucas side-steps it and locks in an inverted headlock on the Curse -- he hits the backbreaker! Kennedy arches his back in pain as Lucas soldiers back to his feet.He finds himself face-to-face with the black-and-white corpse paint of Death, who has risen from the grave and immediately grabs hold of McCann’s wrist, pulling him into the Reverse STO!Axel Reid: He’s going for it! Death is looking to Pull the Plug on McCann -- waitaminute…McCann elbows Death in the back of the skull and manages to squirm free. Death stumbles forwards --Axel Reid: WHIRLWIND! OUT OF NOWHERE!OOOOOOHHHHHHHThe fans gasp as Valquist takes Death’s head off with the Whirlwind spin kick! The Dreaded Demon stumbles back and falls through the ropes to the floor as the orange-clad warrior, Valquist, races back to his feet.He and Lucas share a brief staredown before charging one another. Valquist throws a clothesline McCann’s way, but he ducks it and traps the Architect in the same inverted headlock he utilised moments ago on Kennedy.Axel Reid: Are we about to see a repeat here!? NO! Valquist escapes!Val grabs hold of McCann’s arm, wrapped around his carotid artery, and manages to slide out of the hold, owing to the sweat on both men. Still holding the wrist, he spins under and pulls McCann in.Axel Reid: He’s going for that patented Bionic Elbow of his --Lucas now takes his turn to duck the deadly elbow.OOOOOHHHHHHHHHAxel Reid: I thought for sure that was gonna be it! I saw the damn hair on his head sway in the breeze!Arms crossed, both men spin once more to break the lock-up --END OF DAYS!Valquist is driven headfirst into the mat with the cutter!Axel Reid: WHAT A HEARTSTOPPING EXCHANGE! I can feel my heart pounding against my ribcage!Ruby Parvati: Do you need some mouth-to-mouth, Axel?Val rolls out of the ring, completely exhausted. In the ring, Lucas gets to his feet -- but Kennedy claps him on the shoulder and spins him round, doubling him over with a swift knee to the gut.Axel Reid: This guy just won’t stay down!Tossing back his hair, Kennedy wraps his arms around the waist of McCann and hoists him up into the air.FALL OF THE AGES! THE JACKKNIFE POWERBOMB!NO!MCCANN LANDS ON HIS FEET!OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHAxel Reid: What INCREDIBLE athleticism displayed by Lucas McCann!Lucas proves to be a curse for Kennedy as he kicks him in the gut. He then wraps his arms around the waist and hoists him up.STRAIGHT TO HELL!Axel Reid: IT CONNECTS! McCann hits the Styles Clash -- which he dubs Straight to Hell! THIS ONE IS OVER!Lucas uses what little energy he has left to roll Kennedy onto his back and drapes an arm over his chest. Poor Clint Eisner looks about ready to collapse as he slides into place.1…On the outside, Valquist claws at the ring skirt, running on fumes as he tries to break it up.2…He throws himself onto the apron, his eyes glazed over -- but, in a scene mirroring the beginning of the match, Death resurrects himself and grabs hold of Val’s boot!3!Clint gets to his feet and calls for the bell.DING! DING! DING!‘Kick Ass’ plays for the second time tonight as Clint raises McCann’s arm into the air in victory, but Lucas is too damn tired to get up. Kennedy stares up at the lights. On the outside, Valquist covers his face. Death, however, smiles to himself, content with bringing Valquist down a peg.The cameras cut to the broadcast table, where Axel is loosening his tie and dabbing at his temples with a handkerchief.Axel Reid: Ladies and gentlemen… you’ve just witnessed your OPENING contest for the evening. Talk about setting the tone for the evening.Ruby nods in agreement.Ruby Parvati: I’d give it a solid seven.Axel looks at her, annoyed, but ignores her comment.Axel Reid: I foresee big, big things in these men’s futures. Lucas McCann, in particular, is a whole ‘nother level of athlete. Let’s get a replay of that amazing counter to Kennedy’s End of Days Jackknife powerbomb.A slow-mo replay fills the screen. Kennedy hoists Lucas into the air, but at his apex, Lucas flips out of the move and lands on his feet.Axel Reid: Breathtaking.The replay ends and we return to a shot of the ring, where Lucas has finally recovered and stands with his hands in the air, the other three men having left the ringside area. |
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Post by Admin on Jul 16, 2014 19:16:28 GMT -6
An Interview Interrupted
We cut backstage as we see Darius Yates standing by.Darius Yates: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, Rayne Draven-Omega...The camera pans out a little to show Rayne Draven-Omega standing beside him.Darius Yates: Rayne, last week you unfortunately suffered your first loss here as a member of the VoW roster, what are your thoughts?Draven-Omega strokes her right hand through her hair, she’s about to answer however she is suddenly distracted by something or someone. Yates looks over in the direction she’s looking in and the camera pans out a little further to show Matt Rydell standing on the other side of Yates.Matt Rydell: So this is how things work around here then...this loser who isn’t even booked this week gets interview time but the returning Matt Rydell doesn’t?Rydell places his hands on his hips and shakes his head in disgust.Matt Rydell: You know, ever since day one, you’ve been getting it easy here because your the precious wife of that idiot Director of Wrestling Operations. I’m getting sick and tired of this crap, I’m getting sick of seeing your pug ugly face roaming the backstage corridors and I’m getting sick of your husband being one of the idiots running this pla...Rydell is cut off mid sentence when he is distracted by the appearance of Mr E who has suddenly appeared beside Draven-Omega.Mr E: So the self-proclaimed new breed of professional wrestler has returned...Mr E closes his eyes, slowly inhales through his nose as he raises his balled up right fist up to his eye line before then slowly exhaling through his nose and opening his eyes staring at his fist for a few moment before looking back at Rydell.Mr E: You need to learn to respect people like the Omega’s...and you also need to quit focusing on them...and focus on our match which is next...unless you want a preview of what’s going to go down in that match right now!Rydell chuckles a little before he slowly raises his hands up in defence.Matt Rydell: Chill big guy...every things cool...I’ll wait till our match to beat you.Rydell then backs away off camera as Mr E slowly cracks his neck from left to right before looking over to Draven-Omega.Mr E: Are you okay?Rayne Draven-Omega: I’m fine, I appreciate your help but I can take care of myself thank you very much...Mr E smirks and nods.Mr E: I know you can take care of yourself ma’am, I’m just looking out for you...Mr E then walks off camera leaving Draven-Omega and Yates looking at one another in confusion as we cut back to ringside. |
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Post by Admin on Jul 16, 2014 19:21:32 GMT -6
Mr. E Vs. Hugo Strange Vs. Matt Rydell We fade back to the ringside area where Jerry Heisenberg stands with a microphone, ready to introduce the next match of the night! Jerry Heisenberg: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the ring - from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 194 pounds - he is The Wolf - Matt Rydell! The lights around the arena turn off, and as the song starts, they begin to flicker on and off, shooting white light randomly around the arena. At 0:06 in the track, all the lights shine white for a second, before turning red and purple, with a few white, all flashing around the arena. Rydell bursts through the curtain, sporting his trademark "Luck is for Losers" t-shirt, where he pauses at the top of the ramp, where he howls like a wolf, arms out by his side. He walks down the ramp, eyeing the crowd, and sliding underneath the bottom rope. He climbs the closest turnbuckle, on the left hand side, and holds his arms out wide, glaring at the crowd. He hops down, and sits down on the bottom turnbuckle, finishing his entrance. "Face The Pain” by Stemm blasts out of the PA system as the camera roams around the crowd frantically looking for Mr E as the fans cheer wildly. Mr E then appears at the top of the stairs in the crowd, looking out at all the screaming fans before he begins to make his way down the stairs towards the barricade. Jerry Heisenberg: And his opponents. First - Making his way to the ring…weighing in at 265 pounds! Mr E! Mr E reaches the barricade and climbs over it before making his way over to the ring. He slowly grabs the second rope and pulls himself up onto the ring apron before slowly climbing through the ropes into the ring. He then climbs the turnbuckle and just stares out into the crowd with his intimidating stare before climbing back down off the turnbuckle, he then removes his face mask and hands it to a ringside employee as “Face The Pain” fades out. Jerry Heisenberg: And their opponent - originally from Calgary, Alberta, now residing in Raleigh, North Carolina, weighing in at 325 pounds - he is the Canadian Madman Hugo Strannnge! The arena lights dim redand The Beastie boys “Looking down the barrel of a gun starts to pump thoughthe arena’s PA system. Hugo Strange steps out on the stage and looks out in tothe crowd and makes a gun with his hands and points it at the ring. Hugo calmlywalks to the ring and heads to the ring steps and walks up the steps and on tothe apron. Before Hugo steps in between the ropes he wipes his feet them stepsinto the ring. Hugo goes to the middle of the ring and raises both hands andthen goes to his corner and leans in the corner on the turnbuckles waiting for the start of the match. Axel Reid: Well here we go fans with our next match, a Triple Threat one-fall to a finish match involving Mr E, Matt Rydell and Hugo Strange. And after that confrontation we saw a few moments ago backstage, I'm looking forward to what happens here. Ruby Parvati: Mr E really took charge backstage. I like a strong man who takes charge. Axel Reid: Well, I'm sure you do. But Rayne Draven-Omega didn't seem to want any help from Mr E with Matt Rydell backstage. I tell ya, though, it looked like Mr E and Rydell were about to come to blows before this even took place. Rydell, E and Strange all stand in the corner as the music of Strange fades out and the referee calls for the bell and it sounds! Ruby Parvati: There's a true international flavor to this match as we have Rydell, originally from Ireland, Strange, originally from Canada, and Mr E, originally from who knows where! The fans are rowdy tonight as the participants eye each other off from their corners. Hugo Strange is the first to step out of his corner and welcome a challenge from either Matt Rydell or Mr E. Rydell hesitates to leave his corner, but teases coming out of it. Mr E steps up to Hugo and puffs his chest out as the fans go wild. Strange stands face to face with him and as he goes to throw the first right hand, Rydell sneaks out of the corner and grabs the arm of Strange and drills him with a right hand of his own! Mr E swings at Rydell but the smaller man ducks under and decks him with a right hand of his own. Axel Reid: Rydell picked his spot there and capitalized, but now he's got two big angry guys after him. Ruby Parvati: Oh what I wouldn't give to have a couple large men after ME! Hugo is to his feet and Rydell fires at him with kicks to the midriff section, backing him into the corner. Mr E tries to catch him off guard but Rydell slips out of the way and Mr E collides with Hugo Strange in the corner! Matt Rydell now delivers kicks to the midsection and legs of the big Mr E, trying to take him down. Rydell backs him into the ropes.. Irish whip, E counters, Rydell hits the ropes and Mr E nearly decapitates him with a Big Boot! Axel Reid: Well it looks like Mr E was tired of playing Rydell's games there. The fans cheer as Mr E continues to work on Rydell, bringing him to his feet and whipping him into the ropes. On the rebound he lifts him up and drops him with a side slam! Hook of the leg.. 1.. Kick out! Hugo Strange comes in now and he and Mr E assist each other with a double irish whip on Matt Rydell. He hits the ropes and bounces back right into a double clothesline from the two larger men as the fans cheer them on. Hugo goes to pick up Rydell but Mr E has other things in mind as he clubs Hugo in the back and hurls him through the ropes, down to the ringside area. Axel Reid: I'm not too sure if that was smart cutting off the alignment with Hugo Strange there by Mr E. Ruby Parvati: He's a man who marches to the beat of his own drum and personally I LIKE that in a man. Axel Reid: Well he better have eyes in the back of his head because now he's got two men who want a piece of him. Ruby Parvati: Speaking of wanting a piece of th- Axel Reid: Oh, stop it! Mr E brings Rydell to his feet but Rydell fights his way up with punches to the gut, followed by quick left and right kicks to the ribcage and legs. Rydell with an irish whip, sending Mr E toward the ropes, but Mr E holds on! Rydell charges in with a big Roundhouse Kick that sends Mr E tumbling over the top rope and on top of Hugo Strange! He tells them both to kiss his ass and then he hits the far ropes, bounces off, charges in and leaps through the middle and top with a suicide dive that connects with both men and takes them to the floor! Ruby Parvati: Just look at that athleticism! So hot. Rydell shouts out "That's how you DO IT!" and the fans boo him. Axel Reid: Well that was without a doubt an impressive Suicide Dive from Matt Rydell but this crowd doesn't seem to appreciate it as much as you, Ruby. He flips them the bird before picking up Hugo Strange and slamming his head off the apron. The referee shouts at them to get back in the ring. Rydell waves him off and pulls Strange to his feet, taking his time. Rydell with an irish whip now and Strange collides with the barricade backfirst! Rydell taunts the crowd again and they boo. He approaches Strange and gets a boot to the midsection from him! The Canadian Madman delivers a right hand and it rocks Rydell. Strange then grabs the head of Rydell and slams it off the steel steps! The crowd cheers as Strange rolls Rydell into the ring and slides in, but Rydell is too quick and he gets to his feet in time to stomp Strange before he can rise up on his own. Rydell brings Strange to his feet and tries for an irish whip but Strange overpowers him and sends him into the corner. He charges in and Rydell gets the boot up, but Strange blocks it and shakes his head as he slaps the foot away and delivers a hard knee to the gut of Rydell, who then doubles over and starts coughing up a lung. Strange brings him to his feet and delivers a stiff punch that causes Rydell to nearly lose his footing had it not been for the corner ropes holding him up. Strange delivers another kick to the midsection, followed by another punch and the crowd is behind the Strange one. Hugo Strange with a hard irish whip to the opposite corner and Rydell hits hard, then staggers out, right into a T-Bone Suplex from Strange! He makes a cover.. 1... 2... Mr E breaks it up! Mr E brings Hugo Strange to his feet and out of nowhere Hugo hits a T-Bone Suplex on Mr E as well, catching him off guard! Hugo makes the cover.. 1.. Immediate kick out from Mr E! Axel Reid: Hugo Strange with a couple T-Bones for Mr E and Matt Rydell! Strange wastes no time bringing Mr E back up to his feet and delivering a couple right hands that rock the mysterious man. Strange hits the ropes and Mr E catches him with a Samoan Drop out of nowhere! Mr E makes the cover.. 1.. 2.. Kick out! Ruby Parvati: I like my view of Matt Rydell on the apron now... Matt Rydell is out on the apron now, waiting. Mr E gets to his feet and Rydell springboards off the top rope and leaps in with a clothesline, taking Mr E by surprise and off his feet! Rydell leaps into a cover.. 1.. 2.. Kick out! Rydell gets to his feet and looks left at Hugo, who is stirring, and right at Mr E, who is stirring. Axel Reid: Rydell is stuck between a rock and a hard place right now. Ruby Parvati: Did you say HARD? Rydell looks left again, and right again, in a panic. He applies a reverse waistlock on Strange, looking for a German Suplex, but the big man hits a big butt thump that causes Rydell to stumble backward, and right into a German Suplex from Mr E! The fans pop as Mr E got the better of Rydell there. Strange now approaches Mr E from behind and applies the half nelson submission, and Mr E tries to escape, but Strange has it locked in. Strange then powers him over and hits the Half Nelson Suplex, dropping Mr E on his head! Strange goes for the cover, but no go, as Mr E is in the ropes. Hugo gets to his feet and he notices Rydell slowly rising to his feet in the corner. Strange charges in and nails him with a big clothesline in the corner. He hoists Rydell onto the top and then brings him onto his shoulders in a fireman's carry and he drops him with a Death Valley Driver! Axel Reid: The Moose Killer! Ruby Parvati: The what?! Strange with the cover.. 1.. 2.. 3!! NO!! Mr E breaks it up with a stomp to the back of Strange's head! Axel Reid: Verrrrrry close call there! Mr E barely broke up the pin and this match continues on. Mr E now backs up to the far corner. He clenches his right fist and stares at it for a few moments before suddenly dropping to one knee and slamming his fist into the mat and glares at Hugo Strange, waiting for him to get up. Ruby Parvati: Mmm I love when he does this... look at his face! So sexy... Axel Reid: I think we know what's upcoming.. As soon as Hugo gets to his feet, Mr E charges towards him, leaps into the air and hits them with a devastating Superman punch!! Hugo Strange does a 180 and collapses in the corner of the ring, nearly hitting his head on the bottom buckle! Before Mr E could capitalize, though, Matt Rydell comes out of nowhere with a swinging neckbreaker on Mr E! He calls for THE NEW DAWN brainbuster as he attempts to pull the strong man to his feet, and he does. Rydell hooks the arm and lifts the big man up.. but Mr E drives his knee into the head of Rydell. Mr E slips out and lands behind Rydell, and goes for a German Suplex, but Rydell flips out and lands on his feet! Mr E charges at Rydell and Rydell pulls the top rope down and Mr E goes tumbling to the ringside area!! Axel Reid: Rydell's quickness prevails yet again and out goes Mr E! But by the looks on Mr E's face, looks like he's none too happy about taking that spill. Rydell notices that Hugo Strange is still down in the corner. He pulls his legs and adjusts him to be parallel with the ropes, then goes to the apron. Rydell slingshots over with a Senton, but Strange rolls toward the ropes and Rydell crashes and burns. Rydell clutches his back as Strange pulls himself through the ropes, onto the apron. RUNNING DROPKICK from Mr E out of nowhere!!! Axel Reid: Mr E just came out of nowhere, leaped up and kicked Hugo Strange in the face!! Strange is loopy as he falls out of the ring and collapses at ringside. Rydell's jaw drops and he tries to cut off Mr E as he gets up on the apron. Rydell gets a shoulder to his gut for his efforts, and Mr E lifts him up in a suplex and lets him drop in the ring, front suplex style. E gets back in the ring as he once again prepares for another Superman Punch. With his fist clenched, he drops to one knee and drives the fist into the mat. Rydell gets to his feet and Mr E charges, he leaps into the air and hits the amazing Superman Punch! Rydell nearly drops, but the ropes catch him and he bounces right into the arms of Mr E who hoists him up on his shoulders in a fireman's carry and drops him with a Spinout Facebuster!! Axel Reid: The Enigma! Mr E with The Enigma! Mr E makes the cover, hooking the legs... 1... 2... 3!!! DING! DING! DING! Jerry Heisenberg: Here is your winner - Misterrrrrrrrrr EEEEEEEEEEEE! "Face The Pain” by Stemm blasts out of the PA system as Mr E stands tall. The referee raises his arm in victory and the fans cheer. The camera shows Hugo Strange barely coming to at ringside after that big kick earlier, and then Matt Rydell completely laid out in the ring after the one-two punch of moves. Once more, our cameras shift to the backstage area. |
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Post by Admin on Jul 16, 2014 19:59:31 GMT -6
RunThe lights in the arena dim, resulting in an audible buzz breaking out among the crowd. For those who don’t know, pro wrestling fans have been trained to expect awesome stuff to go down when the lights are shut off.
The Looking Glass display, which sits at the top of the ramp, is suddenly illuminated. Backstage interviewer Darius Yates stands backstage, Immaculately groomed and wearing a slate grey, designer suit. He stands in front of a black and blue VOW-branded backdrop, with a flatscreen display off to the side behind him. He gives a dazzling white smile and raises the microphone.
Darius Yates: Ladies and gentlemen, I’m standing by here with a man who, since debuting several weeks ago, has quickly won over the hearts of the loyal VOW fanbase. Through his colourful presentation, never-say-die attitude and inspirational feats of strength, he is arguably one of the most popular competitors today.
His smile fades, to be replaced by a solemn expression.
Darius Yates: So, imagine the heartbreak of VOW’s rabid fans when, last week on Breakthrough, this man was brutally beat down by Casanova English. The Revolutionary used a steel chair and exposed turnbuckle bolt as part of his assault.
It was this fiendish act which spawned the following image.
A still photo, presented in black and white due to its nature, is shown on the panel above Yates’ shoulder. Casanova English leering at the camera as he holds Star’s head off the mat by his hair, blood soaking his face, mixed in with his flaking facepaint.
Darius wets his lips.
Darius Yates: As promised, I am standing by with that man. Starrkadian.
The Neon Avenger enters the frame, his head bowed, and greets Darius with crossed forearms. Yates returns the gesture, adding in a small bow.
Darius Yates: And, appearing for the first time on-screen last week, Starrkadian’s handler, Laura.
Laura also enters the shot, standing off to the side of Star.
Darius Yates: Star, Laura -- there have been rumours running wild since the events of last week. The most prominent being that Star actually suffered a concussion at the hands of Casanova English. Is there any truth to those rumours?
Yates holds the mic under Star’s mouth, but the herculean extraterrestrial does not respond. Darius passes the mic to Laura, who casts an uneasy glance at Star.
Laura: No. There is no truth to them at all. Star actually just completed his ImPACT tests and was given the all-clear by doctors to continue to wrestle.
Darius Yates: So he will be wrestling PKA and Drake Blake tonight?
Laura: Bet your bottom dollar.
Yates smiles and looks back at Star.
Darius Yates: That’s terrific news, Star. Do you have a gameplan for tonight?
Again, he waits for a response which doesn’t come. Star remains uncharacteristically stoic, refusing to look up. Darius looks a little disconcerted.
Darius Yates: Well, I imagine you’d probably want to keep it secret if you did, right?
Let’s talk about Casanova English. This whole thing between you two started at Exposure, when English scored a controversial win over you. Then, obviously, he jumped you last week. Why do you think Casanova has developed this apparent obsession with you?
He holds the mic up and narrows his eyes. Sure enough, silence. Darius looks at Laura, who shrugs apologetically.
Darius Yates: … Star, do you have anything at all to say to Casanova? He could be watching this right now. He is in the arena.
Once more, he holds the mic up to Star’s mouth. The Neon Avenger looks up. Crimson facepaint covers his face, symbolic of the beatdown he sustained last week. He stares, wide-eyed, into the camera, before muttering just one word, in a voice far quieter than usual.
Star: Run.
With that, Star strides out of the shot. Laura smiles awkwardly and follows suit, leaving Darius with a look of awe on his face as the scene fades.
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Post by Admin on Jul 16, 2014 20:04:09 GMT -6
Shane Sparx Vs. Ethan Payne Vs. Stacy Jones
Our cameras shift back to the ringside area where the roaring crowd is awaiting the start of the next contest. However, Ruby and Axel chime in beforehand to review what has just transpired backstage.Axel Reid: I'll tell you what, Ruby... I kind of expected this would happen. You can't just brutally assault someone and get away with it Scott free.Ruby Parvati: You can if your name is Casanova English. That man is a true blue rebel. He says whatever he wants, but more importantly... and with what happened last week as proof... He does whatever he wants too.Axel Reid: Regardless, he's clearly made an enemy out of Starrkadian... and I'm almost positive that their on a collision course with each other. One that there's no turning back from now. But anyway fans, if you've just tuned in, you have missed some great action here tonight! With Lucas McCann and Mr. E both picking up impressive victories in their respective matches, but up next...Ruby Parvati: We have another match that any one person can lose without being pinned! Talk about upping the ante, Axel!Axel Reid: That is correct! Shane Sparx, a man with quite the reputation outside of VOW will not only take on Ethan Payne, but also Stacy Jones. A woman who's also made quite a name for herself in other promotions. Ruby Parvati: Oh yeah, I forgot about that.. a chick, fighting two men.. who is also in love with another chick. I hope she gets those 'pretty' lips of hers smacked right off!Axel Reid: I wouldn't hold your breath there, Ruby. Stacy is as tough as nails and she also has the experience required to go the distance with any opponent; man, or woman! This is going to be a fiercely contested match and I honestly don't know who will be the victor!Heisenberg takes his position inside the ring with a microphone raised to his lips. He gestures to the entrance way and begins the pre match introductions.Jerry Heisenberg: Ladies and gentleman... the following match is scheduled for one fall and will be contested under Triple Threat rules! Making his way to the ring first... standing 6'4" and weighing 285lbs! Hailing from St. Louis, Missouri! ... ETHAN "GLORY" PAYNE!!!Hollywood Undead's "Glory" filters out from the speakers as the mountain of a man in Ethan Payne walks out from behind the curtains, offering the fans in attendance with a smug grins as he runs both hands in a downward motion, tracing his wash board abs and in a way, putting them on display. The crowd showers him with boos as he gradually makes his descent to the ring. Ethan calmly scales the ring steps and proceeds through the ropes, now awaiting the arrival of his opponents with a smug grin glued to his face.Axel Reid: I will say one thing about this newcomer... He definitely keeps in shape, Ruby!Ruby Parvati: ...Axel Reid: Ruby?Ruby Parvati: ...Axel Reid: Hey... anyone home?Ruby Parvati: That... bod...Axel Reid: And we've lost her.While Ruby is busy gawking at the muscular physique of Payne inside the ring, Jerry turns his attention back to the entrance ramp.Jerry Heisenberg: And his opponent... standing 5'7" tall and weighing in at 150lbs even!... From New York City, New York!... STACY JONES!!!"I Will Not Break" by A Sound Of Thunder blasts out of the PA system and the fans go crazy as Stacy Jones struts out onto the stage followed by Tayla Williams. The two stop at the top of the ramp looking out to the crowd smiling before they begin to make their way down the ramp slapping the fans hands on the way.Jerry Heisenberg: Making her way to the ring…being accompanied by Tayla Williams...from New York City, New York…weighing in at 150 pounds! Stacy…Jones!The two women reach the ring and roll under the bottom rope, Stacy then poses in the middle of the ring by raising her arms and making the devil’s horns with her hands. She then unzips her jacket, taking it off and handing it to Williams who then leaves the ring as "I Will Not Break" fades out.Axel Reid: Not she looks like one determined individual, Ruby.Ruby Parvati: Eh... I'm not impressed.Axel Reid: It wouldn't have anything to do with her being a female, would it?Ruby Parvati: Uhm... no? It's simply because I know I look better!Axel Reid: I sense a bit of jealousy.Ruby Parvati: Hah! Me? Jealous of that? You're adorable when you're naive, Axel.Jerry Heisenberg: And their opponent!... at a height of 6'4" and weighing 235lbs!... From Battle Creek, Michigan!... SHANE SPARX!!!Skrillex's hit "Bangarang" blasts over the PA as instantly the crowd is in an uproar of cheers and jeers. Shane Sparx appears atop the ramp way as he quickly runs down the aisle, slapping a hand here and there on his way to the ring. Brimming with energy, Sparx dives under the bottom rope and slides practically across the length of the ring. He manages to slow his momentum and quickly gets to his feet, leaping onto the nearest turnbuckle and playing to the fans. He then leaps off while turning in mid air, now facing the center of the ring, but more importantly... staring at both of his opponents.Axel Reid: And there he is... One of our bigger signings recently, and boy does he have a tall order with who he's up against, Ruby.Ruby Parvati: Speaking of orders, Can I get Ethan Payne in a glass? Yummy...Axel Reid: Maybe, but right now... it looks like Jerry has exited the ring which means this match is about to get under way!DING! DING! DING!The bell sounds, signaling that the match has begun. All three competitors remain in their corners. None of the trio wanting to make the first move and potentially putting themselves at risk. Suddenly, the stalemate is brought to a close as Ethan Payne emerges from his corner, jabbing his index finger at Sparx. He shouts profanities at Shane who mocks Ethan by sarcastically flexing his arms, to which the crowd cheers. Payne becomes livid before facing the crowd and flexing himself, but he's boo'd to high heavens, causing him to protest with the crowd in a fit of rage. Meanwhile, Stacy just rolls her eyes at her opponent's comical exchange in the ring. Ruby Parvati: These fans are idiots! Clearly Ethan Payne is the more impressive specimen! Can't they see that?!Axel Reid: Maybe in your eyes he is, but something tells me 99% of the people in attendance would disagree.Payne returns his attention to Sparx after having it out in a verbal manner with an out of shape, middled aged man in the front row. Sparx decides that the time for chit chatter is over as he suddenly charges at Payne and hits a clothesline! But Ethan Payne doesn't budge! Sparx stares at his massive opponent in confusion, before running to the opposite side of the ropes and charges back at Payne, hitting a second clothesline! Once more, Payne isn't moved an inch! The crowd boos loudly as Ethan gives Sparx a cocky smirk while urging him to try once more. Sparx obliges and goes for a third clothesline... But in this instance, Payne explodes forward and nails Sparx with a thunderous Clothesline! Causing Shane to be turned inside out as he lands on the canvas hard!Ruby Parvati: Holy sh-bleep!-!! He nearly took his head off, Axel!Axel Reid: I don't know how Sparx is even still conscious after that one!Jones sees an opening in Payne as she charges forward, but Ethan wisely turns to face her... and uses her own momentum to whip Stacy into the far side ropes hard. She comes back and is HOISTED HIGH INTO THE AIR BY PAYNE!...Only to be dropped flat on her stomach with a huge FLAPJACK! The impact of the move results in a sickening thud as a crowd wide gasp sounds off throughout the audience.Ruby Parvati: Did you see how high he threw her into the air?! Axel Reid: It must have been fifteen feet off the canvas! In the early going, it seems like Ethan Payne is really dominating this match, Ruby!Ruby Parvati: It looks like it's about to get a whole lot worse for Stacy and Shane! That's an awful lot of weight headed to the top rope!!Axel Reid: This won't end well...Despite the booing fans, Ethan has his sights set on Shane Sparx, who is starting to get back to a vertical base. Payne remains perched on the top rope ad just as Shane stands up and attempts to shake the cob webs free, Payne leaps off! He goes for a flying clothesline... but at the last possible second, Shane leaps up and wraps his hands around the neck of a now surprised Payne, driving him face first to the mat with an ENORMOUS CUTTER!!!Axel Reid: What a counter by Sparx and Payne is out cold!Ruby Parvati: No! Get up you sexy hunk of man you!Sparx quickly hooks the leg as the ref slaps the mat.1 . . .2 . . .3 . . .STACY YANKS SPARX OFF OF PAYNE!Ruby Parvati: I hate her face, but I'll give her credit... that was a wise move, Axel.Axel Reid: I agree. In matches like this, you don't even have to be pinned to lose. Stacy knew that, which is why she broke up the count. But I also think she's got a pretty solid strategy too! She's letting Payne and Sparx wear each other down so she can capitalize in the later stages of the match! Shane stands and glares at Stacy, who holds up an index finger and slowly moves it back and forth. Almost as if she's telling him "I don't think so". Sparx grows a little irritated by this as he darts toward Stacy, who leap frogs over him! Shane manages to slow down and quickly whirl around as he runs back at Stacy a second time, going for a clothesline but she ducks! Instead of stopping, Sparx continues forward and leaps OVER Ethan Payne and onto the second turnbuckle! He hits a SPLIT LEGGED MOONSAULT followed by a lateral press!1 . . .2 . . .3 . . .JONES BREAKS UP THE COVER AGAIN!Axel Reid: Sparx was literally one tenth of a second away from winning! That right there is a testament to both he and Stacy's experience! She knew he'd retaliate for breaking up his pin attempt... and he goaded her into countering him so he could target Ethan Payne again and prevent that mountain of a man from rising to his feet! This is pure brilliance on both their parts!Ruby Parvati: You can't be serious! All Stacy did was get out of dodge... and there's no way you can tell me Sparx had all of that planned! I refuse to believe a geek with a Pokemon fetish who also dates overweight black women on Christian Mingle is that cunning, Axel!Having been thwarted once more, Shane immediately gets to his feet and gets into the face of Stacy Jones as the two have words. The crowd is on the edge of their seat with anticipation as it seems like the happenings in the ring are escalating to the point of no return. Sparx jabs a finger into the collar bone of his opponent and screams out loud, the remark "You selfish bitch!". Jones averts his eyes from his, but only for a moment before she decks Sparx with a right! And another! And a third! Now a fourth! She whips a now dazed Shane Sparx into the ropes as he comes back... Jones ducks and waits for Shane to run into her so she can flip over over in what would seemingly be a back drop, but Sparx stops just before reaching her! He wraps one hand around her throat and swings his opponent in a downward motion! She hits the mat hard from the neck breaker as Sparx gets back to his feet. He hits the ropes parallel with his opponent and connects with The Rolling Thunder!Axel Reid: Stop! Drop! ... And roll! Followed by a cover!1 . . .2 . . .3 . . .PAYNE BREAKS UP THE PIN!Ruby Parvati: I knew they couldn't keep him down for long!Axel Reid: it's is true that Jones and Sparx were focusing a bit too much on their own disagreement, which gave Payne all the time he needed to recover from the damage inflicted on him earlier!Payne grabs Sparx by the back of his neck and pulls him up, but out of nowhere Sparx hammers Ethan square in the jawline with a perfect standing dropkick! Ultimately causing the bigger Ethan Payne to tumble through the ropes and onto the arena floor, though he is agitated more than anything else. Realizing the opportunity before him, Sparx gets a running start by hitting the opposite end ropes and comes zipping back across the ring. He clears the top rope! Going for a cross body block! BUT ETHAN CATCHES HIM!!Ruby Parvati: Oh yes! Show off that strength, baby!Axel Reid: I can't believe he caught Shane Sparx!! And look at that grin playing on his face, Ruby! The man is clearly proud of himself!Ruby Parvati: He definitely seems like the arrogant type, but some people deserve to be that way you know.Ethan lets out a menacing laugh as Sparx is still in shock that he was caught with such ease. Meanwhile, back inside the ring... Stacy Jones has managed to get to her feet as she bares witness to what is taking place outside. Without any hesitation, he runs right toward the ropes.. and dives through them! Hitting Sparx hard in the back with a SUICIDE DIVE! But more importantly, causing the much bigger Ethan Payne to hit the safety railing hard! Axel Reid: You talk about taking a risk! She not only caused damage to Shane Sparx, but forced the weight Ethan was holding combined with her own weight to sand which Payne against the railing! What a spectacular move by Stacy Jones!!The ref observes the aftermath of the chaos from the ring as he waits for a moment, but then begins to count all three competitors out!1...2...3...Stacy Jones and Shane Sparx are showing signs of life, while Ethan still lies on the arena floor, clutching at the small of his back.4...5...6...Sparx and Jones are up as Shane lays into the chest of Stacy with a series of Knife Edge Chops! Each one echoing throughout the jam packed arena!7...8...Sparx rolls Jones under the bottom rope, causing the count to be reset.Axel Reid: You can tell how bad all three want to win this! It's their very first contest within the confines of a VOW ring, and each of the three intends on leaving everything they have in that very ring, Ruby!While nursing his lower back, a now visibly angry Ethan Payne climbs up onto the ring apron and begins to slither his way through the ropes... but he's met with a swift kick to the stomach by Shane Sparx who was waiting for him to enter! Shane drags Payne to the corner nearby and begins lighting his chest up with chop after chop! The crowd counting along with each one!Crowd: One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven! Eight! Nine! TEN!!Ruby Parvati: Stop hurting that poor man's chest you evil bastard! It's way too sexy to be blemished like that!Axel Reid: Man those chops are doing a number on the sternum of one Ethan Payne! Do you see how red his chest is?!Sparx backs away from Ethan, who is doing all he can to remain on his feet while he knees feel like buckling underneath him.. Shane then turns around to see that on the other end of the ring, in the corner, Stacy Jones is attempting to catch her wind and recover. He decides not to give her any breathing room and charges in recklessly.. Going for an Avalanche Body Splash... BUT STACY ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! Causing Shane to smack belly first against the turnbuckle pads as he now remains leaning against them while trying to regain the wind that just got knocked clear out of his lungs. Meanwhile, Jones points at Ethan Payne while gazing out into the sea of fans. She rushes forward and does a handspring, followed by a BACK ELBOW TO ETHAN PAYNE IN THE CORNER! Without missing a beat, she now runs full steam toward Shane Sparx and hits him too with a handspring back elbow, which connects with back of his head! Stacy Jones throws her arms up triumphantly as both men fall from the corners, to the mat as she attempts to work the crowd into a frenzy now!Axel Reid: What an interesting turn of events! Just when it seemed like Stacy may have been a little out classed, she takes it to not only Ethan Payne, but Shane Sparx as well!Ruby Parvati: Talented wrestler? Okay, maybe.. Attractive woman? The jury is still out on that I'm afraid.Axel Reid: Oh stop it... Stacy surveys both of her opponents and sees that Ethan will likely get to his feet first, so she darts toward him and just as he stands, Jones leaps up onto his shoulders and goes for a Hurricanrana! But Ethan holds onto her waist! Preventing himself from being flipped head over heels!Axel Reid: Oh no....Ruby Parvati: Oh hell yes!Using his fearsome strength, Payne lets out a bestial roar before hoisting Stacy Jones back up onto his shoulders. She tries to break free by punching Payne repeatedly, but Ethan endures the onslaught and DRIVES HER DAMN NEAR THROUGH THE CANVAS WITH A HUGE POWERBOMB!Axel Reid: My God, what a powerbomb!Ruby Parvati: So... I'm pretty sure she's dead. Payne folds both of Stacy's legs over her head and goes for a pin attempt as he ref slaps the mat.1 . . .2 . . .3 . . . ? ? ? SPARX BARELY MAKES THE SAVE IN TIME!Ruby Parvati: No, dang it! He had this match in the bag!Axel Reid: Shane had to leap a good five feet across the ring to break that pin up, but he somehow managed to do it just before the official counted the three!Sparx goes after Payne, but as Ethan is getting up he delivers a bone jarring shot to the abdomen of Shane, causing his foe to hunch over and then hit the ground... winded once more. Instead of following this up, Ethan picks Stacy up who is, to put it bluntly, dead on her feet. Payne whips her hard into the ropes, but before anything else can be done... Sparx suddenly springs to his feet and tries to take Stacy down with a spinning heel kick! BUT SHE DUCKS IT! She continues straight ahead but is caught in the grasp of the powerful Ethan Payne as he brings her up in a tilt-a-whirl... BUT SHE COUNTERS THIS INTO A HEAD SCISSOR TAKE OVER!!Ruby Parvati: How the heck is she still fighting?! I just saw her die, Axel! SHE'S DEAD!Axel Reid: Apparently Stacy Jones isn't ready to check out just yet!Shane crashed and burned, yet he and Jones get up at nearly the same time. Sparx takes a couple of steps forward, but out of nowhere Stacy clobbers him with her signature kick! The Jumping Corkscrew Roundhouse kick!Axel Reid: "Stacy's Kick" and Sparx is down! What a magnificent kick, Ruby! There's the cover by Jones! THIS COULD BE IT!Ruby Parvati; It better frickin' not be!1 . . .2 . . .3 . . .. . . PAYNE MAKES THE SAVE IN THE NICK OF TIME!Ruby Parvati: Phew... close call. For a minute there, I thought that ugly bint was going to win a match she has no business winning!Axel Reid: Who says any of these three combatants don't deserve to win this match? They've poured all they have into their debut, Ruby! Ruby Parvati: Unless their name is Ethan Payne, they clearly don't deserve it. Not the same way that man does... And he can 'take it' whenever he pleases... All night long... until the sun comes -Axel Reid: I think we get the picture!Though somewhat disoriented from that head scissor takeover, Payne has the presence of mind to peel his exhausted opponent off the mat.. when suddenly, Stacy grabs hold of his arm. He tries to break her grip, but before he can exert enough strength to do so, She falls onto her backside and at the same time, extends her boot right into his jaw! Causing him to hit the canvas in a heap, completely out of it now!Axel Reid: STACY'S JUDGEMENT! SHE HIT IT! THIS HAS TO BE ALL!Ruby Parvati: No! Get up!Stacy manages to slither her way over to the downed Ethan Payne and lie on top of him as the ref slaps the mat!1 . . .2 . . .3 . . . ? ? ? WHEN SPARX FLY FROM THE TOP ROPE ONTO STACY JONES AND ETHAN PAYNE!!!!Axel Reid: That came from out of nowhere!!! Sparx rolls Stacy off of Ethan and covers Payne!Ruby Parvati: No... this can't be happening!!1 . . .2 . . .3 . . .DING! DING! DING!Jerry Heisenberg: Ladies and gentleman, your winner of the match via pin fall!... SHANE SPARX!!!!Axel Reid: I still can't believe Sparx had such a high impact move hidden up his sleeve! I thought the guy was down and out after that round house kick from Stacy Jones! But just when it looked like Stacy was going to pick up her very first victory in VOW, Sparx literally flew through the air and crushed both of his opponents with that Frog Splash of his!Ruby Parvati: Eh, I've seen better. Doesn't matter though, Axel. Ethan is still in a league of his own when it comes to physical conditioning. Sparx may have won, but Ethan Payne is still who I plan on stalking after the show.Axel Reid: A terrifying notion, no doubt. Anyway fans, Sparx comes up with a big win in his debut match, but we can truly take nothing away from Ethan Payne or Stacy Jones! All three competitors put on the type of performance you can only see right here in Visionaries of Wrestling! We'll be back with plenty more action after these messages! Don't go away!As "Bangarang" by Skrillex starts over the speakers, Shane Sparx has his hand raised in victory while his other hand occupies his mid section, clearly grasping at the same area that impacted the back of Stacy Jones. The picture eventually cuts to a commercial break as the last image we see is Sparx exiting the ring and slapping hands on his way backstage while Jones and Payne are beginning to stir inside the ring now. |
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Post by Admin on Jul 16, 2014 20:05:52 GMT -6
AMBUSH!!!!!!!!! Hugo Strange is sitting on a bench with a towel over his head. Hugo reaches into his bag and pulls out a bottle of water and he takes the cap off and takes a drink. The mime from Hugo's promo sneaks into the locker room sneaking up behind him. The mime stops, and ducks into an invisable closet to hide just as Hugo stands up and opens his locker. Hugo: Don't start.Hugo pulls the Jack in the box out of his locker.Jack:.............Hugo: He didn't want you.Jack:.......The mime opens the invisible door and looks out keeping an eye on Hugo.Hugo: Look you got me.Jack:..........Hugo: Thanks.Jack:...........Hugo: I know you didn't mean anything by that lets go watch the rest of the show. Hugo picks up Jack and walks past the mime. The mime lunges at Hugo, but Hugo ducks down to tie his shoe. Thee mime smalls intothe door and bounces off into a trash can.Hugo stands up and looks at the mime.Hugo: Somebody threw away a pertectly goodmime.Jack:..........Hugo laughs out loud.Hugo: Yes Jack; A mime is a terrible thing to waste.Hugo and Jack walk out. Our cameras move back to the ringside area |
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Post by Admin on Jul 16, 2014 20:07:07 GMT -6
Triangle Match
(PKA vs. Starrkadian vs. Drake Blake)
In the ring stands ring announcer, Jerry Heisenberg and referee for the next bout, Marty Cloke. Both men are having a quiet chit chat while they await the go to for the next match to begin but first we head over to the announce table with Ruby Parvati and Axel Reid. Ruby Parvati: Up next, Reid is a match that I’m pretty certain is going to be a little nuts and I don’t just mean that because all three men are in some way or another...nuts. I mean these three are energetic, beats with mighty packages in their pants to boot. It’s going to be hard for me to keep up!Axel Reid: Uh...I was with you up until the might packages in their pants. But what I do agree on is that it indeed is going to be fast paced action that folks, we’re positively sure you won’t be able to catch anywhere else.Ruby Parvati: Exactly right, Axe...Now without further adeu, let’s get on with the show. Take it a-Axel Reid: Did you just call me Axe? Don’t ever call me Axe...Axel, Reid or hell ever Axel Reid is fine. Ruby Parvati: Geez...What a spoil sport...Go Heisenberg!Cutting back to the ring, Jerry is ready to begin the introductions as the crowd gets pumped for the next match. Jerry Heisenberg: The following contest is an Elimination Triangle match scheduled for two falls. If a pinfall occurs the wrestler who was pinned must head to the back, the last person standing will be the winner!The crowd cheers while those who know their VOW know what match is about to happen. “My Demons” by Starset blare over the speakers as the crowd begin a light amount of cheering.Jerry Heisenberg: First to the ring, standing at 6’1” and weighing in at 215 pounds… hailing from Raleigh, North Carolina...He is “Sick” DRRRAKKKE BLLLLAKKKKEEE!!!Drake walks out onto the top of the ramp looking coldly at the ring until a cocky grin appears on his face. After a loud battle cry, he gives a little hop and a step before he sprints to the ring and slides in under the bottom rope and jumping up to his feet. Axel Reid: This young man right here is one of the new athletic stars we’ve had. I believe he was supposed to wrestle at our Exposure PPV but due to certain circumstances couldn’t make it, so this’ll be his big chance to shine!Ruby Parvati: Hottest man in this match. He wins. He panders to the crowd as he jumps from the bottom of the ring straight onto the top rope. vaulting off into a backflip and perfectly landing onto his feet and goes into the corner and shadow boxes while he waits for his opponents, his music slowly fades out. The opening rift of "Pieces" by Sum 41 hits the PA System and all except a couple red lights that shine at the entrance stay on.Jerry Heisenberg: And his opponent, standing at 5’9” and weighing in at 201 pounds… hailing from Wichita, Kansas… He is “Grade A” PAAATRIICK KAAAAAY ANTHOOONNNY….P...K...A!!!As the lyrics kick in, PKA steps out onto the stage with his arms out in a crucifix, and a fluorescent light tube strapped to both arms by a black forearm band. He wears a black and white t-shirt with "Man With No Name" written from top to bottom on it, as well as black jeans. He lowers his head and pulls each light tube out of its strap. PKA holds both tubes side by side in front of his face and he nods his head once before making his way down the aisle. He puts one of the light tubes in his left front jean pocket, and pulls a microphone out of his right pocket as the music dies down.PKA: What the hell is UP, Duluth!?!Cheap pop from the crowd! He continues making his way toward the ring with a light tube in one hand and a mic in the other.PKA: I must say that I've never felt more ALIVE than I do now in The V-Owwww, baby! The fans pop!PKA: Tonight, after I beat up Starrkadian and Drake The Blake, I'm throwing an after party at Spot Sports Bar & Grill down the road and you're all invited! Axel Reid: I bet that’s gotten you excited, Ruby. An after party….Ruby Parvati: Uh...Who the hell do you think I am, Reid? I don’t go to parties run by this lunatic. I’ll do my partying elsewhere.The fans cheer yet again! PKA smiles as he sets the mic on the apron and pulls the other light tube out of his pocket. He slides into the ring and climbs to the second turnbuckle. With his arms out in a crucifix once again, light tubes held out in each hand, PKA surveys the crowd as they cheer and take pictures. He hops off of the turnbuckle and places his weapons aside as his music fades out.Axel Reid: Quite the run Patrick Kay Anthony has had in VOW thus far. He’s been here since the start, he’s had some great matches here and he has won a few matches in his time. A win tonight could really get him noticed as potentially someone who could contend for a title down the line. Ruby Parvati: He looks like he’s going through his mid-life crisis...Ew.Axel Reid: Not very professional with the commentating right now, Ruby. Ruby Parvati: Well excuuuusee me for saying it like it is. He’s a weird mo’fo you know, Reid.Axel Reid: Speaking of weird...this next man to come out is a little weird but boy, the aura he has about him is unlike any other...and that’s what we’re about to see; The arena and its occupants are suddenly engulfed in darkness as the lighting system fails, perhaps due to a power outage. Though several of the uninitiated scream, or else wonder what is happening, an electrical energy surges through those who know of the phenomena they are about to bear witness to. Camera flashes momentarily pierce the black film like distress flares, only to be extinguished as the darkness stitches itself together again. An audible buzz accompanies the tingling in the air, growing steadily in volume as though the blackout had occurred in a beehive...An uplifting synth chorus beams out into the void like a signal in deep space, eliciting a roar from the arena populace. Lasers shoot across the stage, crisscrossing and ricocheting to form their own rainbow constellations against the blackness. In the centre of the display, a red laser fires straight up into the air from the floor. The beam fans out, illuminating the hulking silhouette of Starrkadian, bathing in the blood-red light as it breaks up over the contours of his body. The crowd explode, lens flashes permeating the darkness once more. They hold their backlit phones above their heads and sway gently from side to side, the entire arena resembling a star-strewn night sky.Jerry Heisenberg: And finally...their opponent, standing at 6’0” and weighing in at 275 pounds… hailing from a Galaxy Far, Far Away… He is the “Neon Avenger”...STTTAARRRKADIIIAANNN!!!Just as the pounding synth beat kicks in -- to which the audience stamp their feet and clap their hands -- Star takes off, hurtling towards the ring like a rocket. His journey is captured by the lighting rig, which pulsates and illuminates him with flashes of pinks, blues and greens, giving his energetic movements a stop motion quality. He sprints around the ring several times, slapping the hands of the fans and pumping them up as he rides the crest of the awesome, sonic wave that is Dynatron’s ‘Propulsion Overdrive’.Ruby Parvati: Of course it was last week where we saw his absolutely grueling match with Cera along with the start of a bitter, violent declaration of war between himself and my new guy, Casanova English who is in action later tonight. Axel Reid: Yes, of course English faces Reya Serra later on but right now it’s Starrkadian facing two opponents who are as tough as they come here in VOW. He marches up to the ringside stairs and bows his head. Fists clenched at his sides, his shoulders heave up and down as he inhales and exhales rapidly. The paint on his face is different than normal, it’s crimson in color, almost like blood and the singlet he wears that’s normally bright and fluro is instead blood red. He suddenly leaps up onto the stairs, his powerful legs tucked in tight against his broad chest. He jumps back down, his tasseled boots touching the floor with surprising finesse. He performs several more repetitions before finally sprinting up the stairs and along the apron, lifting his massive legs with powerful strides. Halfway along, he grips the top rope with both hands and shakes it violently, the top turnbuckles on either side of him bobbing up and down.Ruby Parvati: You know what I just noticed, Axel? The face paint that Starrkadian is wearing...it’s a bloody red and the singlet too.Axel Reid: You’re right Ruby! Certainly a different Starrkadian we’re seeing here tonight. You’ve got to believe that the blood that Starrkadian bled out last week really got to him and he’s turned his own attire into some sort of wrongly perceived tribute to the blood he shed. Ruby Parvati: Wow, jeez….I was just going to mention that it doesn’t match the rest of his attire, clearly he’s been hit so hard he’s gone color blind.Star climbs through the ropes as the crunching guitar kicks in, posing to the fans and yelling inaudibly as they drown him out with cheering. He walks over to his corner and stretches on the ropes, which seem looser following his throttling of them. The lights slowly come back as his music fades and he waits in the corner, quaking with energy.The referee by this point has searched both PKA and Drake for any foreign objects and now checks Starrkadian which causes the big man to startle back a little. Starrkadian: DO NOT TOUCH MY LITTLE COMET, ZEBRA EARTH MAN WHO IS ALSO OVERLORD OF THE DING DING DINGS!!!He yells to which the fans uproar in laughter to which the referee assures Starrky, it’s okay and that he won’t touch Starr’s nether regions. Starrkadian calms down and obliges to which the referee quickly and briefly checks before calling for the match to start.DING! DING! DING!Ruby Parvati: Referee Marty Cloke was totally checking out Starrky’s package and I can’t blame him…The three men in respective corners walk in the middle and immediately start mouthing off to each other before suddenly Starrky and Drake, two of the distinctively taller men in the match stare down at the 5’9” PKA who immediately realizes that he’s in trouble. Both Drake and Starr drive their boot into the gut of PKA before double teaming him and whipping in the ropes before going for a strange double clothesline to which PKA quickly ducks and hits the opposite ropes before launching himself at both men with a one legged dropkick for each. Axel Reid: Strange moment of working together from both Drake Blake and Starrkadian. The odd couple, no doubt.Drake drops to the mat but Starr only staggers back and remains standing as the crowd applaud. Starr challenges PKA to try once more on him to which PKA obliges and leaps over the downed Drake and hits the ropes before using the momentum to step over Drake and hits a dropkick nailed perfectly which sends Starr into the ropes and off the impact float backwards into a moonsault landing right on top of Drake Blake!Ruby Parvati: Two for the price of one! That’s pretty darn impressive from a guy who wears eye liner.Axel Reid: Perfect Dropsault from Patrick! And he goes for a quick pin attempt, Drake could be in trouble!1…2..-KICKOUT BY DRAKE!PKA quickly gets back to his feet before stepping over Drake and turning his attention back to Starr who had a moment’s rest and easily floors PKA with a diving shoulder block! Peeks rolls to his feet, dazed from the surprise flying assault from the big man, and goes for a shit to the face of Starrky who blocks it and instead scoops PKA high up and holds him there for a moment before slamming him down to the mat, causing the ring to shake. Starr takes off to the ropes before diving into the air and landing onto PKA, nearly crushing him whole! Now Starr goes for a cover…1…KICKOUT BY PKA!Axel Reid: Scoop slam followed by the big splash only gets a one count for Starrkadian as he seems to be large and in charge in the early goings of this match.Ruby Parvati: Shame, I like a big, buff, oily man whose large and in charge….if only he wasn’t completely bonkers.Drake, who by this time has rolled onto his feet, immediately delivers a stiff kick to the chest of Starrky before following it up with another...and another until he goes for a third and Starr catches his leg, throws it back down and lights up Drake with a vicious open hand chop before sending him into the ropes and whipping him across the ring. Drake charges back just to get launched WAYYY HIGH INTO THE AIR!Axel Reid: HUGE back body drop courtesy of...of….the Milkyway Man on a Mission!Ruby Parvati: Ugh you’re reaally playing into this whole galactic warrior crap aren’t you? This guy is out of his mind….plain and simple.Axel Reid: I dunno Ruby, Have you seen his strength? It’s out of this world...Literally!Starr rolls Blake back to his feet as the crowd are roaring with cheers as they have a feeling of what’s about to come next. PKA is resting on the apron, watching patiently and biding his time as Starrkadian lifts Drak onto his shoulders, looking for Space-Time Continuum but Drake slides through the back and instead connects with a kick to the back of Starr’s head before Drake quickly exits the ring through the ropes and stands firmly on the apron. He then springboards onto the top rope, with his back facing inside and floats over into a front facelock which normally would spin into a DDT but…Ruby Parvati: Holy...He went for a spinning move of doom and...and...Starrkadian has him held up!Axel Reid: Drake was going for a Springboard 720 DDT but Starr blocks it and he’s turned into into a Fireman’s Carry….You know what that means!Ruby Parvati: I hope Drake came with a barf bag because he’s about to go for a not-so-fun ride!Starrky starts to rotate around having firm grip of Drake Blake in the crowd favourite’s finishing move, Space Time Continuum...The crowd count along to the rotations or the rhythm rather of the spinning…it’s at about 10 right now….11...12...13...14...15...16...They’re still going! PKA has a smile on his face watching Starrky do his thing as the count reaches 25...26...27...28...29...30...31...Starrkadian isn’t slowing down at all! The energy of this man is insane as slowly Patrick is entering the ring, trying his best to sneak up on Starr...40! 41...42…..43…...44...45...46…..47. He begins to slow the rotations and PKA launches himself at the rotating man in hopes of trying to knock over Starr, assuming that he’s dizzy enough to wobble over but instead STARR USES INCREDIBLE STRENGTH AND RATTLES PKA ONTO DRAKE BEFORE GOING BACK TO SPINNING! HE SPINS THE BOTH OF THEM NOW!Ruby Parvati: That wasn’t smart on PKA’s part...Was not smart at all!Axel Reid: This is complete and utter madness! The crowd has restarted the count with PKA on board the Space Time Continuum too along with Drake who got a 10 second break after being spun approximately 50 times!Ruby Parvati: Starrkadian is a damn machine!14...15...16...17...18...19...20...21...PKA slides off and stumbles into the ropes, holding himself up as Drake and Starr are still going! 24...25...26….27…...28…..29….30! And finally Drake is put on his feet as Starr wobbles onto the ropes leaving Drake to stagger around the ring and right into a front flip DDT, dropping him right on his head!!Axel Reid: Oh my word! Space Time Continuum immediately followed up by...P-KRUSHER NUMBER 3!!!!Ruby Parvati: I think Drake just got the pretty spun out of him...or the pretty knocked out of him. Either way I doubt he’s going to look pretty after that! Poor kid….PKA rolls him on his back and barely has enough energy to hook the leg for a cover...The crowd count along!1…2…3…??3…!!!!Jerry Heisenberg: Drake Blake has been eliminated! This match is now one fall to the finish between Patrick Kay Anthony and Starrkadian!!!Axel Reid: Drake is out of here, being spun for that long and then being dropped on his head with the P-Krusher III was just too much. He rolls out of the ring allowing PKA to stagger to his feet and go face to face with Starrkadian! A mini-stand off of sorts as the crowd is roaring with chants!Crowd: LET’S GO STARRKY! P-K-A! LET’S GO STARRKY! P-K-A! Ruby Parvati: This crowd is electric, they’re damn well feeding off the energy these two have brought.Axel Reid: What a size advantage Starrkadian has but the quickness of PKA is almost unmatched here in VOW. It’s a battle indeed. And here we go…Both men meet in the middle and begin trading blows...PKA is throwing stiff rights as hard as he can and Starr is too as both men are brawling in the middle of the ring, much to the delight of the crowd. Starr starts to fire away, gaining an advantage over Peeks before landing a vicious headbutt that sends him dazed into the ropes. Starr hits the opposite ropes and charges at PKA who at the last second ducks from the clotheslines that was headed his way, pulling the top rope down to help send him over the ropes and to the floor. Ruby Parvati: The normally Neon Avenger, now of course the Blood Avenger? Yeah that works, gets sent over the top and to the floor...and normally that’d be a safe place but not when you’re facing PKA.Axel Reid: PKA’s going to take flight!Patrick looks to the outside at a slowly recovering Starr and then looks at the ropes at the opposite side of the ring before going full speed ahead at the ropes, bouncing off of them and then performing a beautiful looking cartwheel before somersaulting over the top rope and landing in a seated position onto the shoulders of Starr and finally capping off the move by TWISTING INTO A HURRICANRANA! Axeld Reid: He calls that the Passing Grade! What elegance as he soars over the top rope into a neatly done hurricanrana!Ruby Parvati: And he ain’t done. He’s hopped back up on the apron.Starr is using the stairs to try and get to his feet again as PKA is at the opposite end of the ring on the apron waiting for Starr to turn around. Starrkadian does turn around not expecting PKA who shouts, “Headback” out to the crowd and charges down the apron, leaping onto Starr with both his knees onto the big man’s chest and face and his hands wrapped around his neck, seemingly like a double knee facebreaker (Codebreaker) but in an absolute feat of strength Starr holds Peeks in the position not allowing him to execute the rest of the move, instead transitioning it INTO A POWERBOMB ONTO THE STEEL STEPS!Axel Reid: Holy moly! Powerbomb on the steps! And he’s still got him...powering him back up and powerbomb onto the apron! My goodness that’s the hardest part of the ring...steel and wood is not soft to land on!Ruby Parvati: The crowd is gone ballistic as Starr rolls PKA in the ring and covers him! This has to be it! PKA is going to fall short in a triangle triple threat again!1…2…3- NO! PKA KICKS OUT...BARELY!!!Axel Reid: Ohhhh noooo...PKA is still alive in this one, Ruby Parvati. An absolutely gruelling match thus far.Starr is fuming with energy, anger and adrenalin as he rubs his hand on his dried face paint before looking at the crimson red flakes of paint on his finger tips. He starts violently shaking as he picks PKA up by the hair and whips him into the ropes, Peeks leaps over Starr on the rebound and hits the ropes on the opposite ends but Starr’s already waiting for him and takes his head off with a humongous clothesline causing Peeks to almost corkscrew and crash into the mat!Ruby Parvati: Asteroid Belt! That huge clothesline...that huge dogfu-Axel Reid: Don’t even think about finishing that sentence! We’re PG-14 for goodness sake!Ruby Parvati: Bah!Starr lifts him to his feet once more and pauses as the crowd has once again revived the chanting.Crowd: LET’S GO STARRKY! P-K-A! LET’S GO STARRKY! P-K-A!The Galactic Gargantuan, Starrkadian whips PKA into the turnbuckle with brute force like no other almost sending the smaller opponent over the turnbuckle itself! He takes the time to shake the ropes madly before making a beeline for PKA! Starr leaps and goes for a splash but nobody is home as PKA side steps out of the corner, grabs hold of the ropes and whips his foot right on the back of the head of Starr before running forward, stopping himself halfway turning around, bolting back and connecting with a dropkick to the back to make sure Starr stays chest first into the turnbuckle. PKA swiftly hits the diagonal turnbuckle before performing yet another cartwheel and following that up with a handspring before springing off his hands and onto his feet once again behind Starr...the fans in attendance are expecting a huge move but instead Peeks digs all his nails into the back of Starrkadian and rakes it quickly all the way down to his trunks….and follows that up with a backstabber! Ruby Parvati: Baccckkk Rakkkeee of DOOOOMMM! And a backstabber to boot! These two are really pulling out all stops in this match as PKA is really reaching into the deep dark spots in his arsenal to beat Starr. Axel Reid: Damn right they are! Folks, this is what VOW is all about! Pure wrestling and these two are putting on a show for the lucky Duluth fans. PKA hooks the leg for a cover!1…2…3-NO! STARR GETS HIS FOOT UNDER THE ROPES!The crowd is pumped as PKA slaps the mat in frustration. He questions the referee, asking...making sure that it wasn’t a three count. The referee assure him that it was only a 2. PKA sighs and falls back, flat on the canvas as he’s exhausted, Starr though is still reeling from the backstabber.Ruby Parvati: PKA must be really asking himself, “What the hell do I have to do to put this guy away?”...The amounts of energy that Starrkadian has is unreal. He’s hurting now but boy, I bet you he still has a fair bit left in his tank.Axel Reid: You make great points but at the same time you’ve got to believe Starr has to be wondering what he’s gotta do to beat PKA. It’s a two way street for sure.The crowd continue to cheer as soon both men are rolling onto their knees...PKA is up first and fires away with a swift kick to the chest of Starr, who fires back with a Mongolian chop. PKA suddenly starts putting the boots to Starr after the chop before grabbing him by the head and signalling for one of his P-Krusher moves! He bounces up while holding Starr in a front headlock, most likely going for the 3rd variation of the move which is the flip DDT, the same move that put away Drake Blake earlier. Axel Reid: Whoa whoa whoa, He’s going for P-Krusher III again...This put away Drake earlier in the match, can it put away Starrkadian?!Starr holds him in the air though, stopping him from going through with the flip! PKA forces himself back down to his feet and drives knees into the sternum of Starr before trying once again for the P-Krusher, Starr holds him in the air and with both hands spins PKA into a fireman’s carry position...Now he’s setting up for his finish as the crowd’s cheers grow louder!Ruby Parvati: Space-Time Continuum! PKA is trying to fight out of it but it looks like Starr is too strong, his grip must be immensely tough to escape from….despite the grease and oil!Axel Reid: He put Drake through it earlier and even gave PKA a taste….but now….now he’s going to get the real damn thing! Starr starts spinning faster and faster as he holds onto PKA firmly, spinning around and around as the fans start counting loudly! Starr is yelling like a rabid bear as he spins poor PKA! The count reaches 15...16...17...18...19...20...21...22...Starr isn’t stopping anytime soon as the fans have lost track of the actual rotations and are counting just off rhythm...31...32...33...34...35...36...37...38...39...40...PKA who was once flailing around is now much more loose in a way as the count his the 50 mark quicker than usual. Finally PKA is thrown off the shoulders of Starr and onto the mat as the Invader From Space stumbles around in dizziness and eventually drops on a dazed PKA!Ruby Parvati: Patrick’s world is spinning and twirling like he never imagined! Starr stumbles onto him...I guess that’s a cover!1…2…3…?3…!!PKA throws his arm up a few milliseconds late! DING! DING! DING!“Propulsion Overdrive” by Dynatron blares throughout the arena as Starr scrambles to his feet with a little help from the ropes. He dangles off of them as he grabs a handful of his blood red shirt and looks at it with a mad insane glare in his eyes. Jerry Heisenberg: PKA has been eliminated! Therefore the winner of the match via pinfall…”The Neon Avenger” STTTTARRRRKKKKADDDIIIANNN!!!!!The referee walks over to Starr and raises his hand in victory before going back to check on PKA whose started to roll out of the ring. Starr dizzily drops through the ropes and out of the ring, stumbling around to the ramp in victory!Axel Reid: That was quite the battle. Starrkadian certainly has an aggressive streak to him and he showcased that tonight...for the first time...not one but two Space-Time Continuum airplane spins and for a few seconds he had two men up at one time! If that doesn’t strike a bit of fear into the members of the roster in the back then I dunno what will. Ruby Parvati: I’m sure English was in the back watching...He may have just made himself a bed of oily, neon wearing nails and soon he may also have to sleep in it. Yet again, our cameras transition to a view of the backstage area where Darius Yates is standing beside Jarek. |
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Post by Admin on Jul 16, 2014 20:10:30 GMT -6
Seomthing left to Prove... Following an impressive bout that featured VOW greats such as Starrkadian, PKA, and Drake Blake... we find ourselves in the backstage area of the DECC Arena upon returning from a commercial break. There stands Darius Yates and alongside him is a rather depressed looking Jarek.Darius Yates: Jarek, if you don't mind... I'd like to get your thoughts on what fans witnessed at the end of your match this past week on Breakthrough.While staring at the ground and kicking imaginary rocks at his feet, Jarek let it out a sigh before responding.Jarek: Yeah... what about it?Darius Yates: It's pretty obvious that there's something going on between Casanova English and Starrkadian, but what I'm referring to is the way you handled the crushing defeat you suffered at the hands of English. Jarek: Defeat, you say? Hah... what a joke.He suddenly perks up, glaring at Yates who now seems somewhat confused. Not sure whether or not he offended one of few superstars within VOW that still didn't possess a single victory. Jarek sticks his index finger into the chest of Darius as Yates tenses up, anticipating the worst.Jarek: Isn't it ironic? That the most gifted wrestler in VOW can't seem to win a single match? Hell, I'm better than Matt Slater used to be.The crowd boos.Jarek: I'm better than Seth Iser is now...The crowd cheers.Jarek: I"m even better than you, Darius!! Crickets can be heard a mile away as nobody understands the reference. Not even Yates, who is currently giving Jarek the blankest of stares.Jarek: Point is... all I've done since Frei signed me to that lucrative contract. A contract fit for a winner! ... Is lose, over and over again. You've seen it, Darius.Darius Yates: I will say you haven't had the most successful run here just yet, but there's no reason why that can't -Jarek: Change? There is no reason why, on any given night, if I wanted to completely humiliate my opponent.. if I wanted to win in such a convincing fashion, that nobody could ever dispute it, I could... right?Darius Yates: Nobody can deny what you're capable of in the ring. It just seems like lady luck hasn't been on your side, that's all.A smile develops on the face of Jarek upon the mention of "Lady Luck".Jarek: Funny thing is, I don't believe in superstitions. To me, there is no such thing as 'luck', Darius. You either win, or you lose. And as a guy who prides himself on not only claiming to be the best, but proving it night after night? I think it's time I show it.Darius Yates: How do you plan to accomplish that, Jay?His smile grows bigger, as if he had the most ingenious plan ever conceived by man. Jarek suddenly grabs the microphone from Darius and gestures for him to leave the set. Yates, though reluctant, eventually obliges. Jarek now stands front and center. He points directly at the camera in front of him and inhales sharply.Jarek: He just asked how I plan to show my worth here. Well, to be honest? My back's against the wall. I don't really know what I can say, or what I can do to prove I belong in VOW anymore. I've broken promises to my fans. I've come up short more times than I care to admit. Fact is... in this business, when THE MAN sticks it to you... to such a degree that you backside is planted firmly against the wall behind you? There is just one option left.His smile vanishes as more serious look replaces his original expression.Jarek: I am reaching out to you, Mr. Frei... I've never asked for any sort of handout in my entire career, but that is about to change. At the next pay-per-view... I want an opponent. I don't give a damn who it is, or where they come from. Give me one final chance to prove I'm where I belong, boss. I can't afford to be a disappointment any longer! My fans need to believe in me once again! And if you grant me this one request... Well, you'll see. In the meantime? GET IT HOW YOU LIVE! JEAH!!Jarek tosses the microphone off screen, presumably to Darius Yates who is still nearby. He then fist pumps his way out of view as our cameras shift back to the ringside area for the next bout. |
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Post by Admin on Jul 16, 2014 20:11:08 GMT -6
Brett Carson Vs. VanessaJerry Heisenberg: The following contest is a standard singles match, scheduled for one fall! The first competitor to the ring, weighing in tonight at a mere 135lbs and standing at only 5'8... she hails from Crystal Falls, Michigan... the Queen of Xtreme, VANESSA!!!
The sound of a low crackling and sizzling, followed by a dark laugh... and finally 'let the sparks fly'... evokes quite the reaction from the crowd. The fans' cheers boom through the arena, as we see smoke slither along the stage and rampway during the opening rifts of "Let the Sparks Fly" by Thousand Foot Krutch (the Broken Sauce remix). Blue strobes begin flashing all over the place as the beat picks up, until eventually the chorus hits, and the lights all snap to the entrance. There stands none other than the Queen Vanessa, who lifts her arm up at 'let me take you into the light', sparks flying into the air around her. The fans explode at her appearance, and also lift their arms, first two fingers in the air. Once the chorus ends, V then strolls down the ramp and does a bit of an electric slide move at the end, before slipping under the ropes and hopping to her feet. She lifts her arms again, holding up the first two fingers on both hands in a "V", before whirling around in a circle, smoke flying up around the ring. When the smoke dissipates, we see Nessa lazily leaning against the ropes, coffee cup suddenly in her grasp, as the music fades and she awaits the start of the match...
Ruby Parvati: What in the...
Axel Reid: With Vanessa's victory last week against Scott Knight, she's looking incredibly confident tonight!
Ruby Parvati: But... does she HAVE to come down to the ring wearing THAT?
Axel Reid: I don't see a big problem with it, Ruby. And the crowd seems to love it!
Ruby Parvati: Of course they do! She's wearing a gay pride flag. A FLAG. That's just been made into shorts! And her top... oh god her top...
Axel Reid: It's just a normal sports bra...?
Ruby Parvati: Yeah, a bright blue one with 'have a gay day' in sparkly lettering! SHE... IS... SPARKLING... AXEL!
Axel Reid: Well she's certainly sending her opponent a message...
Ruby Parvati: UGH!
Jerry Heisenberg: ....and her opponent, weighing in tonight at 225lbs and standing at 6 feet... he hails from Minneapolis, Minnesota... the Next Level Athlete, BRETT CARSON!!!
The oriental style opening of "The Baddest Man Alive" by The Black Keys whistles throughout the arena as the fans feedback with a low, deep negative vibe. The guitar riffs and drum beats kick in as from behind the curtain comes Brett Carson, a swagger in the way he walks out. The hood on his hooded zip up sweater barely covering his eyes.
"I can take the pitchfork from the devil...Keep a super suit like I'm incredible...From the deep blue sea, to the darkest sky...I'm the baddest man alive..."
The hood comes off and the emotionless look on Brett's face tells it all as he momentarily scans the crowd, the emotionless face turns to one of disgust.
"I'll grab a crocodile by it's tail...Handcuff the judge and put the cops in jail...Make the meanest woman break down and cry..."
Brett smirks as he mouth, "I'm the baddest man alive." to the camera before cockily walking down, ignoring the trash talk he's getting from a few of the fans. He more looks in the ring, ready for the battle ahead of him. He hops on the apron and looks out to the crowd once again before entering the ring. He hops on the second rope and looks out at the crowd finally acknowledging some of the folks in the front row before hopping off. He takes off his jacket and rudely dumps it outside the ring for the staff to pick it up. He rolls his wrists around and hops in spot awaiting for the inevitable opening bell as his music fades out.
Axel Reid: Brett also won his match last week, against Rayne Draven Omega, Patrick Jones, and Mr E!
Ruby Parvati: Mmm, he's a REAL man...
Axel Reid: Yeah, no comment there. Either way, these two competitors are on fire from last week... so this match is sure to be a good one!
Ruby Parvati: On fire? Are you making a 'flaming' joke, Axel?
Axel Reid: Only you could come to that conclusion, Ruby...
As Axel and Ruby continue their back and forth, we hear the bell toll, and our focus shifts to the ring! Carson is the first to move forward, throwing a fist out. V jumps away from the attack, and scurries around to the back of him. Jabbing his back a few times, Nessa squeaks loudly and hurriedly moves when Brett whirls around. But rather than stopping, he continues his spinning to snap out a back elbow that sends V stumbling!! The smaller woman lands against the ropes and scurries away from her foe, running to the opposite ropes and coming off of them. She runs back at Brett, but the much heftier man catches her up in a flapjack! She goes flying into the air, and receives a HARD backhand AS she's coming down!!! The crowd explodes into boos!
Ruby Parvati: He's sooo strong~!
Axel Reid: He just backhanded her after throwing her into the air.... I'm pretty sure that was blatant disrespect.
Ruby Parvati: Oh please! And it's not disrespectful to come out wearing rainbows and gay pride garbage when your opponent is-
Axel Reid: A homophobe?
Ruby scowls at Axel, as our cameras quickly pan back to the ring to see Brett grabbing Vanessa! The Next Level Athlete goes to hit a suplex, but Nessa, with an arm linked around his neck, counters it with a neckbreaker!! The fans boos turn to cheers as V rolls over to her feet, holding her visibly bruised face. There's a slight redness to it as well, and we see her bite her lip in can only be described as... ecstasy?
Ruby Parvati: So disturbing. She looks like she's about to start moaning in pleasure right in the middle of the ring!
Axel Reid: She's definitely a masochist...
V then moves to the nearest moves, using them to bounce off and go toward a slowly standing Brett. He throws out a clothesline, but she ducks under and comes off the other ropes now, before running past a swiveling Carson. Going fast enough now, V bolts at her foe again and this time jumps up to put her legs around his neck, going for a hurricanrana! But Brett swiftly counters it into a powerbomb!!! We can hear the crowd chanting for Brett to go die, but he simply takes in the negativity with a cocky smirk, before going for the cover...
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2- NO!
Axel Reid: Vanessa with a shoulder up, but what a counter from Brett!
Ruby Parvati: Of course! That's to be expected! Vanessa should stay down if she knows what's good for her!
Carson pushes himself to his feet and drags V up as well, but with a few strong punches and knees to his side, she manages to squirm free from his grasp. Brett scowls slightly, the fans on the edge of their seats, as the two competitors stare one another down. Nessa is slowly backing up as they do so, and she finally bursts forward, only to be caught under the arms and tossed upward... before getting hit with a quick rolling european uppercut! The boo birds explode, as V is nearly sent flying backward. The move was a bit sloppy, but it affects her enough to be in a daze, giving Carson enough time to lurch forward and grab hold of her. Irish whipping her into the opposite ropes, he waits for her to come off them, catches her.... and Vanessa counters it into a tornado DDT!!! The fans go into a frenzy and begin chanting her name!!!
Axel Reid: What a counter!! And the fans are going crazy about it!
Ruby Parvati: Yet she still yells at them to stop. Tch.
Axel Reid: It looks like she's still feeling the effects of Brett's hard hitting attacks though...
We see V sway slightly in the ring, grimacing from the pain and gingerly touching her face. She shakes her head and refocuses, watching as Brett stirs and comes to. He moves to his knees to start to get up, giving V the opportunity to run forward for a shining wizard!! But Carson anticipates this and flattens himself on the ground suddenly! The Queen... fails. Bad. She lands hard on her bum and lower back, before curling up into a ball. Our cameras pan closer to see her shiver, and we can even hear a slight giggle come from her curled up body...
Ruby Parvati: I'm a bit... disturbed... right now. Just... speechless.
Axel Reid: Really? I've never seen you with your mouth closed, Ruby. It's a nice change of pace.
Ruby Parvati: Mmm, I'm sure you wouldn't be saying that if my head was a bit lowe-
Axel Reid: Er... ANYWAY!!! That was a major blunder there on Vanessa's part. It looks like Carson's about to take advantage, too.
Brett suddenly storms over to his foe, yanking her up by her hair. She yelps and starts kicking toward him, but he quickly lets go of her wild locks and snaps out a hard right hand to her face! She turns her head in the nick of time, and he makes contact with her cheek, sending her spinning. But she catches her footing, continues around 360 degrees, and whips out a knee into his side! He shouts and jumps away, holding his side but grinning at her, looking as though a lightbulb just appeared above his head.
As her hand stays on her cheek, V turns her head to the side like a confused dog, and Brett jabs a finger toward her... or rather, pointing behind her. Nessa blinks and glances over her shoulder... only for Carson to turn her fully around and grab her from behind! He then hooks her leg and has her in a belly-to-back suplex position! As Carson goes to lift the dizzy V off the ground for his finish, Next Level Stuff... she suddenly flips OVER his shoulder as her feet leave the ground, landing in the perfect position for her version of the zigzag, the famous... DEVIATE!!!
Ruby Parvati: WHAT?! NO!!
Axel Reid: WHOA! What a counter!!! And with the momentum there, it HAD to hurt! There's the cover!!!
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3!!!
DING DING DING!!!
Jerry Heisenberg: And the winner of this match via pinfall..... VANESSA!!!
Axel Reid: A good match, with two great competitors... one merely edging out the other!
Ruby Parvati: Ugh! I'm going to start needing to drink during these shows, if this keeps happening!! At least Brett messed up that annoying face of her's.....
In the ring we see V slowly lift an arm, holding up her two fingers in a 'V', causing nearly the entire crowd to do the same. She frowns slightly, then lowers that hand and glances toward Brett, who's already getting up. She awkwardly goes over and puts a hand out, to which he glares coldly at, before shoving past her. The ghost of a smirk appears on her pretty face, and she cheerily twirls around and suddenly throws her other hand into the air as the man is moving to leave the ring. Suddenly rainbow sparkles and glitter fly from Nessa's grasp, landing atop the head of Carson and around him! Seeing the blatant mockery, he twists around in anger... only for V to scramble past him, stumble out of the ring and run away... turning around for a split second to stick her tongue out mischievously... before the scene momentarily fades... |
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Post by Admin on Jul 16, 2014 20:12:35 GMT -6
Get Well Soon!
The cameras cut to the backstage area. More specifically, it appears to be the catering area, hence the long table set up against the wall of the corridor. A white sheet has been draped over the table, on top of which are buffet-size servings of just about any dish you can think of.To the fans’ delight, Laura enters the frame. The pink-haired, punkster handler of Starrkadian walks over to the catering table to see what it has to offer. One dish in particular seems to catch her eye, as she flashes a sparkling smile and picks up a plate. The dish seems to be placed awkwardly, however, as she has to bend over to get to it.?: No wonder Star likes you.Laura inhales sharply and straightens up. Her ruby lips are pursed and her nostrils flared. She tugs on the lapels of her jacket and whips round to face the man to whom the voice belongs.Casanova: Smoke?Casanova English stands before her, his battered jacket hanging off his shoulders, dirty hair swept back.He offers the carton to Laura. She ignores his offer.Casanova: Well, you won’t mind if I go ahead, right?Not waiting for an answer -- and violating arena policy -- English withdraws a cigarette from the packet. He slowly passes it under his nose; closing his eyes as he savours the smell. He wets his lips before finally inserting the cigarette. He pats down the front of his jacket, frowning.Casanova: Well, this is awkward. D’ya have a light?English feins innocence as he looks at Laura with raised eyebrows. Laura burns a hole through him. He shrugs.Casanova: Hmph. Guess not.SNAPThe Revolutionary suddenly snaps his fingers and chuckles, shaking his head.Casanova: Shoot, what am I talking about!? Course I got a light!He reaches into the interior pocket of his jacket. He hesitates, before retrieving his silver lighter. Cupping his hands in front of his mouth, he sparks up and drops the lighter back in his jacket. He takes a short drag and turns his head to the side. Smoke coils in the air like a snake.Casanova: Mmm. You know…Cigarette between his fingers, he raises his hand up beside his head and sighs.Casanova: There’s lots of noise in here. Static. Thoughts racing round, tripping over each other. It’s… chaos. Sometimes, a man needs to think. When I wanna drown out the noise… I smoke.Nodding to himself, he turns to face Laura.Casanova: So… I heard through the grapevine you were looking for me, Blondie.He eyes Laura’s pink hair and sneers. She reciprocates and bites back.Laura: Actually, it’s Star that’s looking for ya. Good job I bumped into you actually. Now I can go get him, and he can knock your ass from pillar to post all over this goddamn building.YEEEAAAHHHThe crowd pop big for Laura’s trademark punkish attitude, as well as the name drop of Starrkadian. English, however, sheds his cool, calm demeanour as he sniffs loudly and chews his tongue, glancing around uncertainly. He shrugs it off and takes another drag.Casanova: Well, you’ll forgive me for being skeptical. See, way I remember it, your boy was lay at my feet in a pool of his own blood last week… begging for mercy.BOOOOOA localised heatwave seems to descend on the arena as the fans let Casanova have it. Laura scoffs.Laura: Star may be the one who got his skull bashed in with a chair last week, but the way you’re talking, I think you’re concussed.The fans cheer again as the feisty handler of the Neon Avenger refuses to back down from Casanova. She does, however, take a sharp breath as English steps towards her. A small smile darts across his lips, but it is a cold, empty smile which makes the hair on the back of Laura’s neck stand on end.Casanova reaches into the inside pocket of his jacket again. This time, however, he produces something small, white and square. He passes it to Laura. She takes it, but doesn’t dare take her eyes off of English.Casanova: Give that to Star for me. And I want you to give him a message. Tell him if he comes for me...He wets his lips again and narrows his eyes. He takes a long drag on his cigarette and speaks from the back of his throat, holding in the smoke.Casanova: He’s gonna wake the Dragon.He exhales slowly, blue smoke unfurling from his mouth and nostrils -- and being blown right into Laura’s face.BOOOOOOOFans scream obscenities from within the arena as English stares at Laura, daring her to do something about it. She closes her eyes against the smoke and chokes. Squinting against the cloud, she clenches her fists and trembles with rage… but doesn’t act on it.English smirks and walks away, leather jacket hanging loosely off his shoulders. Just before exiting the frame, he turns back to face Laura.Casanova: Remember the card.He leaves. Laura takes a moment to compose herself and, fumbling with what must be the aforementioned card, pulls her sleeve over her hand to dab at her welling eyes -- a result of the combination of smoke, anger, and, though she hates to admit it to herself, fear.Taking a few shallow breaths, she calms her nerves and looks down at the card Casanova passed to her moments prior. Seeing its blank white back, she turns it over.GET WELL SOON!Bouncy, colourful letters juxtaposed against a glossy photograph depicting Casanova’s heinous assault on Starrkadian last week. Shiny balloons and a swelling, pink love heart next to Star’s mangled, bloody visage -- Casanova English leering over him. |
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Post by Admin on Jul 16, 2014 20:13:38 GMT -6
Patrick Jones Vs Scott Knight
“I Won't Back Down” by Burn Halo fills the arena. After a few seconds, Jones bursts onto the stage with a surge of energy. At the top of the ramp, he drops to a knee with a big, over-handed fist pump.Jerry Heisenberg: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. First making his way to the ring... Standing 6‘3” and weighing in tonight at 235 lbs... Hailing from Louisville, Kentucky... PATRICK JONES!!!Ruby Parvati: Last week Patrick Jones fell victim to Mr. E and pinned by Brett Carson. Is there any hope he can fair better this week?Axel Reid: Well the thing about Patrick Jones is that throughout his career, whether it was TEW or NEW, PJ as always been a sound all around wrestler. Easy to be underestimated, and he makes his opponents pay when they make that mistake.Ruby Parvati: So you think that Mr. E and Brett Carson may have OVERestimated Patrick Jones?Axel Reid: Please don’t twist my words around.Patrick takes a moment to enjoy the cheers around him and collect his thoughts before hopping to his feet. He jogs down the ramp, talking to and high-fiving fans, trying to get them as pumped up and ready to go as he is. Jones goes straight from the ramp and jumps onto the ring apron before ducking through the second and third rope, spinning a full circle as he looks out into the crowd.The lights lower as the opening of The Cruxshadows' "Sophia" begins to play. "The human animal is a beautiful and terrible creature, capable of limitless compassion and unfathomable cruelty." Ruby Parvati: And here he is... One sexy beast who had to suffer the degradation of being defeated by Vanessa last week.Axel Reid: There is nothing degrading about being defeated by Vanessa.Mistress Lovecraft strides through the entryway and briefly poses before beckoning for Knight to join her. He steps dutifully to her side.Jerry Heisenberg: And his opponent, being accompanied to the ring by ‘The Mistress’ Lilith Lovecraft... Standing 6’4” and weighing in at 245 lbs. Hailing from New Orleans, Louisiana... He is ‘The Blackguard’ SCOTT KNIGHT!A strobing spotlight settles on the pair, and both make their way to the ring. Reaching ringside, he steps forward and leaps to the apron, holding the ropes for The Mistress to enter the ring. Knight steps through the ropes, where The Mistress whispers some final words of encouragement before kissing one cheek, slapping the other, and sliding from the ring to watch the carnage. Scott rubs his cheek with a smile as he looks across the ring.Axel Reid: And here we will have a what will undoubtedly be a match up of two top notch competitors. Patrick Jones... Scott Knight. Both men circling each other before locking up.In the collar and elbow tie up. PJ uses his quickness to jerk the upper hand away from Knight. PJ gets the Blackguard in side headlock and take shim down to his knees. Before he can apply the pressure. Knight powers himself back up to his feet and pushes PJ into the ropes and hits hims with a stiff shoulderblock off the rebound as Mistress Lovecraft cheers her man on from the outside.Ruby Parvati: I love men who dominate. Nothing is a bigger turn on. And Scott Knight is showing the crowd why he is a dominate force in VoW.Scott Knight and PJ lock up again one more time... However this time The Blackguard is the one that brings PJ to his knees with a side head lock and at random intervals cranks on the pressure.Scott Knight: This... Is... How... You... Head... Lock...Axel Reid: Scott Knight, normally quiet, using Mistress Lovecraft as his mouthpiece, with a few words for Patrick Jones. Jones’s head looking like it could burst under the pressure. But he fights his way back up to his feet and now he pushes Knight towards the ropes. Knight rebounds and Jones drops to the canvas under him and springs back up... Taking the Blackguard down to the canvas with a spinning back kick. Knight quickly back to his feet, nods and gives PJ a cocky smirk.Ruby Parvati: Scott Knight can afford to be cocky. He has one of the most impressive runs thus far in VoW. Not many people in this company can say they are on par with him.Axel Reid: Maybe so. However, if Scott Knight underestimates Patrick Jones. It may be a costly mistake.Scott Knight’s demeanor changes as he kicks PJ right in the gut causing him to bend forward and like clockwork, the Blackguard hits an open handed shot right in PJ’s throat. And tosses a couple right hands reeling PJ backwards. PJ answers back with a few mid and low kicks trying to fend Knight off. But Knight catches an opening and regains the momentum with a big knee right in Jones’s abdominal region.Axel Reid: What started of slow is now turning into a slugfest.Ruby Parvati: It’s two grown men beating the crap out of each other and it’s hot.Axel Reid: Knight now with an Irish Whip and he ducks down but PJ answers with a running knee strike just staggering The Blackguard backwards... A couple of right hands from PJ knock Knight back into the corner. And he’s going up top with them now as the crowd counts along1...2...3...4...5...6...7...Knight is able to push PJ off the ropes and back away. PJ rushes forward and looks to jump up for a monkey flip, but Knight counters with an open handed throat thrust. As PJ falls backwards onto his rear end. PJ rolls under the ropes to the apron and Knight reaches over to pull him up by his hair, but PJ hits him with a stun gun. Staggering the Blackguard, whilst he drops to the outside.1...2...PJ gets back up on the apron and climbs to the top rope. He crouches on top as he waits for Knight to turn around. And jumps off with a thunderous elbow strike square over the top of Knight’s head as Lovecraft shouts in anger. PJ goes for the cover.1...KICKOUT!!!PJ shakes his head as he pulls Knight up and whips him into the corner. He follows with a running forearm smash and walks away from the corner.Axel Reid: PJ look out!PJ turns around just in time for Knight to take him out with a stiff lariat. Knight makes the cover, neglecting a leg hook.1...2...KICKOUT!!!Axel Reid: That lariat damn near took the head of Patrick Jones, but PJ was still able to kick out!!! That’s impressive. Never ever count PJ out.Again, Scott Knight drags PJ up by the hair and start with massive right hands. PJ finds an opening and answers with a forearm smash. Another big right hand from Knight... Another forearm from PJ... It’s going back and forth.Ruby Parvati: Both men just reeling from this exchange of blows and and my panties are about to go through an exchange of blows.Axel Reid: That’s pretty gross...Ruby Parvati: I know you don’t really think that.PJ out of nowhere shoves Knight back into the ropes, but Knight hits him with a spear and covers him once again.1...2...3???NO!!! KICKOUT!!!Axel Reid: PJ with resiliency on his side. Lilith Lovecraft is looking furious on the outside... As she’s slappign her hands on the apron... Demanding Scott Knight finish his foe off.Scott Knight looks around the arena and back down to PJ. He stands PJ up and raises him over his head but PJ drops down to his feet and hits Knight with an enziguri. Knight falls face first on the mat from the stiff kick to his head. PJ fell backwards against the rope and he scrambles up while falling over on wobbly legs. His slow get up allows time for Knight to get up and PJ grabs Knight in a gutwrench formation.Axel Reid: I think PJ is looking for his patented piledriver here. The Gutwrench Piledriver he debuted on Blue Suede Bruce... But Scott Knight counters flipping PJ over his back.Both men quick up to their feet, and PJ runs in for a clothesline. Knight sensed it because he quickly grabbed PJ and tossed him up on the air and caught him with a Samoan drop.Ruby Parvati: The Death of Chivalry, and I couldn’t find it any sexier...Scott Knight stares at a fallen PJ with a look of disdain on his face. His eyes just seething right through PJ’s fallen body as he stands over PJ and slaps the downed man across the face a few times.Axel Reid: How disrespectful.. Just pin the man already!!! Wait POSSUMPJ quickly rolls Knight up1...2...3???NO!!! KICKOUT!!!Ruby Parvati: That was a close one.Axel Reid: Scott Knight’s arrogance almost cost him the match.Both men back up to their feet... Knight charges at PJ but Jones with a drop toe hold and Knight goes face first into the middle turnbuckle. PJ drags him a little further away from the corner and he points up to the ceiling.Axel Reid: He’s going for that big elbow drop!PJ climbs to the top rope once more and slaps the bottom of his elbow with the palm of his other hand. Scott Knight pulls on the ref’s shirt while he checks on him and Patrick Jones argues about it. Unaware that Lilith Lovecraft climbed the apron behind him. She grabs his leg, causing his crotch to land hard on the cable holding the turnbuckle to the post. PJ yells in agony but it’s too late as the ref didn’t see the interference.Axel Reid: That witch!Ruby Parvati: If that referee doesn’t see it... It’s not illegal.Scott Knight is back up to his feet and he smiles. He waves a finger in PJ’s face before grabbing Jones whilst hooking his feet on the ropes.Axel Reid: NO! NOT THIS!!!Scott Knight drops down... with a sickening jawbreaker on PJ.Axel Reid: BROKEN VOW!!!! BROKEN VOW!!!! There’s no way PJ is getting up from that.1...2...3...
DING DING DING“Sophia” by The Crüxshadows plays as Mistress Lovecraft enters the ring and slaps Knight one cheek before kissing the other then raising his arm.Jerry Heisenberg: Here is your winner... ‘The Blackguard” Scott Knight!!!Axel Reid: This is disgusting. Lilith Lovecraft screwed PJ.Ruby Parvati: No... Scott Knight defeated Patrick Jones in a valiant effort. Get it right.Axel Reid: Scott Knight is an accomplished performer. He didn’t have to resort to these tactics. This is sickening. Let’s cut to commercial. |
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Post by Admin on Jul 16, 2014 20:40:45 GMT -6
Lectures from a Lizard
Our scene opens up to a specific dressing room in the backstage area. It seems to be a rather simplistic if not practically empty one, without much razzle dazzle to it (the typical lockers, benches and so forth... ie: the bare necessities). Sitting in a simple wooden chair against the back wall is none other than the Baddest Bitch, Cera. She has one leg crossed over the other, and a hand resting lazily on her knee. The other hand, however, holds a bottle of water. She seems to be studying it with a tired, dazed expression, and silence fills the room... that is, until..."CERA BEAAARRRR!"Out of nowhere runs Jen Ryette, Cera's manager, in nothing but a towel. Her small body tackles Cera right off of the chair, and the both stumble to the ground in a heap. The Baddest Bitch wriggles away from the clingy Asian, eventually dragging herself up and yelling at the smaller woman...Cera: What the f-bleep- is wrong with you?!Jen Ryette: I... I couldn't help it. Seeing you there, lookin' all contemplative and shiz... it was makin' me sooo hornyyyy!Cera twitches, still trying to push the eccentric Jen away from her. That's when Ryette notices the bottle of water now laying on the ground. Lifting an eyebrow, she bends down... sticking her bare bottom up in the air (blurred out of course), and picks up the bottle, her towel in the other hand. Cera is cringing and making sure to look away, as the small Asian finally straightens and tosses the water in the air, catches it, and does that a few times.Jen Ryette: So... you're listenin' ta the docs, huh?Cera: I'm willing to admit certain... mistakes... I've made...Jen Ryette: Oh, like da mistake concernin' drinking nothin' but alcohol during these hot summer days?? When ya shoulda been hydrating yourself wif clear fluids!??Cera snatches away the water bottle, the plastic making a crunching noise as she does. Cera: I know that. Tequila simply tastes better. But I wasn't-Jen Ryette: Thinking???Cera: Look, I don't need a lecture from-Jen Ryette: Nova-chi!Jen cries this cheerily, and Cera blinks in confusion. But our camera pans over to see Jen's red pet lizard crawling out from the bathroom area (including shower), in a tiny towel. Clapping her hands together, Ryette smiles back at her client as she goes to pick the reptile up...Jen Ryette: Nova-chi's da one who told me you were makin' da mistakes...Cera: Really....Jen Ryette: Mhm mhm! Since he's da Righteous Lizard Overlord, the All Powerful Nova-chi... he sees all. Knows all. And he told me that you ruin everything by makin' silly childish mistakes like dis. Ya wanna be treated like someone strong, but then you do something ya know is a super big problem but do it anyway cuz a' your pride and bam, ya fail hardcore! Real bad dehydration? Really? Ya know, you barely got ta train cuz of that! It's just sooo stup-...Cera: SHUT UP ALREADY! I don't need to be lectured by you or this motherf-bleep-ing lizard!!She shouts this, pointing first at Jen, then at her pet. Nova simply flicked his tongue toward her, looking completely unimpressed. With a growl, the Baddest Bitch clenches her fist at her side, staring daggers toward the shorter woman. Ryette stares back, turning her head slowly to the side, before laughing nervously and slowly backing away.Jen Ryette: Anywho! Jenny's gonna go stalk some smexy muscley boiz! Be back laterz!!She flings her towel away from her, and... completely naked... runs out of the room. Her client stares after her, grimacing in disgust...Cera: Imbecile....With a sigh, she runs a hand slowly up her neck, holding it there for a brief moment, before she lifts the water bottle and downs the rest of it. Suddenly, a loud and rough knock is heard on the door. Cera tenses at the noise, her pale eyes sparking with annoyance...Cera: For fuck's sake... WHAT NOW?!She slams her water bottle down, and the cheap plastic crunches onto table with a loud noise. The Baddest Bitch then scowls and trails over to the door, pausing at it for a second or two... before finally swinging it open. There in the doorway stands none other than Hazard, making Cera blink and lift her gaze to peer up at him...Cera: What..? Are you here to lecture me as well?Hazard stares calmly down at the smaller woman in front of him, before we see a slight smirk slowly crawl upon his face. The 7 foot monster calmly steps forward, through the doorway, and the camera pans out to watch as the door closes behind him, and we're left in the middle of the hallway. On the front of the door, we finally see the metal plate... with the name of whose room this is... and our scene fades on the letters, simply spelling..."Seth Iser" |
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Post by Admin on Jul 16, 2014 20:41:46 GMT -6
Casanova English Vs. Reya Serra The cameras are once again focused on the ringside area as fans await the next match. Meanwhile, Axel and Ruby are seated at their commentary booth. In the midst of discussing what just happened.Axel Reid: I'll tell you what, Ruby. Every time I see Cera, the hair on the back of my neck stands on end! She is frightening! Ruby Parvati: Psh, she's an innocent little kitten in my eyes. Axel Reid: Something tells me your opinion would change in a heart beat if she was sitting beside us, Ruby.Ruby Parvati: Blah, enough about that. What I want to know is... why the heck was Hazard back there with her? Isn't he working for Sky as head of security? What is that all about?Axel Reid: I guess we'll have to wait and see?! But up next, Ruby... it's our precursor to the main event of the evening. One of two matches that are sure to be memorable as Reya Serra, Cera's twin sister, gets set to take on Casanova English. A man who pulled off a monumental upset over Starrkadian to claim yet another victory here in VOW! Not to mention, he put Jarek in his place in the main event of last week's Breakthrough as well!Ruby Parvati: And that brings me to me 'professional' and completely unbiased opinion. Casanova pulled off a huge win at Exposure, Reya Serra fell short. Who has momentum, and who lacks it?Axel Reid: You're joking right? Seth Iser blatantly cheated to defeat the Herald of Holiness. There is no way you can count such a tainted victory. Not to mention, did you see the damage she inflicted to that man's orbital socket? She also beat Hugo Strange last week in convincing fashion... I'm taking nothing away from English. He's as crafty as they come. But I'm not so sure he's going to be able to keep up with such a determined woman like Reya Serra, Ruby. Ruby Parvati: "I guess we'll have to wait and see?!" Ruby states in a mocking tone. Meanwhile, Jerry Heisenberg has entered the ring and is preparing to introduce both combatants.Jerry Heisenberg: Ladies and gentleman... the following contest is a singles match, scheduled for one fall!... Making his way to the ring first!... He stands 5'11" tall and tips the scale at 170lbs. From Toronto, Ontario, Canada!... CASANOVA ENGLISH!!!The crowd boos but there are some faint cheers heard as a shadow appears on stage as a lighter flicks burning the end of a cigarette “Whistle Pig” by Solace begins playing. Casanova steps into the light with his leather jacket hanging loosely on his shoulders he walks slowly to the ring puffing his cigarette. He slides under the ropes, he taunts at the crowd before firing off his light cigarette into the millions of mindless drones. Tossing his jacket to the corner he waits for the action. Ruby Parvati: Take a good hard look at that man in the ring, Axel. He is who you should aspire to be like someday.Axel Reid: I'll pass. Thanks anyway.Jerry Heisenberg: And his opponent!... at a height of 5'9" and weighing 135lbs!... From the City of Angels; Los Angeles, California!... THE HERALD OF HOLINESS!!... REYA SERRA!!!Without warning, all of the lights go out. For a few moments, there is nothing but silence and darkness…
Suddenly, "Rise" by Skillet begins playing and an all-white pyrotechnic display goes off at the top of the ramp. As the display comes to a conclusion out walks none other than The Herald of Holiness herself, Reya Serra!
The Herald, wearing skin tight white pants and a matching top makes her way down the ramp with her friend Paxar Vega following behind her wearing a similar dark blue ensemble, The two women wave and give high fives to members of the crowd before Reya slides into the ring, with Paxar remaining at ringside. As she stands in the middle of the ring, Reya bows her head in prayer while she awaits the start of the match.Axel Reid: If I could use one word to describe a competitor like Reya Serra, it would have to be resilience, Ruby. She simply won't be denied! No matter how much punishment her adversaries inflict on her, she always finds a way to fight through it!!Ruby Parvati: Maybe she does... but it doesn't always pay off. She couldn't 'fight through' what Iser did to her. What makes you so confident she'll do it tonight against a genius like Casanova English?!Axel Reid: This could honestly go either way, but if anyone has a legitimate shot at putting English in his place, it has to be someone like Reya Serra. She is built to weather the storm, Ruby!DING! DING! DING!With the sound of the bell, we see Reya Serra testing the rope's durability while stretching out in preparation for the fight to come. Meanwhile on the other side of the ring, Casanova just stares at his opponent while flipping the ashes of a freshly lit cigarette. He takes a large pull from his coffin nail before putting it out against the steel ring post, then flipping the butt end into the crowd as fans boo loudly.Axel Reid: It appears as though English doesn't like to follow the no smoking policy of this venue, Ruby.Ruby Parvati: The man is clearly a rebel. He does whatever he wants, whenever he wants to do it! Yeah, Casa! Fight the power! Fight the man!English and Reya now exit their corners, but before any sort of physical exchange can be made, Casanova leans forward slightly. He then exhales a large plume of smoke directly into the face of Reya Serra, pointing at her and snickering afterwards... when suddenly, she nails him with a stiff right hand!Axel Reid: Serves him right for such a disrespectful act!Ruy Parvati: No! Not his face!Reya continues to pummel English with a barrage of rights and lefts, backing him up in the process. She sends English hard into the far side ropes and as he comes back, she executes a text book Hip Toss! Casanova lands hard on his back but quickly rises to his feet, only to fall victim to a second Hip Toss! He slaps both hands onto the mat before getting to his feet again and charging once more, however Reya is waiting for him. She flips Casanova English over onto his back a third time. This move being a Japanese Armdrag! The fans are loving every second of it as a livid Casanova English rolls outside the ring, cursing under his breath and banging his hands on the ring apron. Meanwhile, in the ring, Reya has her determined gaze fixated on her opponent as the crowd showers her with cheers.Ruby Parvati: She flipped him all over the place, Axel! I have to say, I'm impressed.Axel Reid: English tried to kick things off with the mind games, but it backfired on him and right now The Herald is in the driver seat! Ruby Parvati: Yeah, but Casanova English is no dummy. The man clearly saw she had momentum so he rolled outside the ring to regain his composure. I guarantee you, right now he's plotting!Casanova steps up onto the ring apron while never removing his eyes from Reya. He cautiously enters the ring as both wrestlers begin to circle. They eventually lurch forward and tie up, but Casanova scores downstairs with a knee to the abdomen of his foe. He then delivers a couple of elbows to the side of Reya's head before whipping her into the ropes now. She comes back and ducks a clothesline, but keeps moving. Casanova turns around as Reya ducks underneath his leap frog and hits the ropes once again! English ducks down as Reya is caught and sent head over heels for what looks to be a back body drop... BUT she changes gears in mid air and lands on her feet, though slightly off balance! She steadies herself as English turns around and plants her feet into his face with a beautiful dropkick! The force from the move causes English to spill through the ropes and back onto the arena floor again! Axel Reid: That was lightning fast, Ruby! But we can expect more of the same from two athletes their size! Ruby Parvati: Well that dunce Reya gives up a good 35 pounds to Casanova as well as two inches in height. I guess, in theory, she would be faster than him. But nobody is more cunning than Casanova English! She might think one or two moves ahead, but he's the type of competitor who is always thinking six or seven moves ahead!A fan in the front row begins to heckle English as he's getting to his feet. Casanova turns to the belligerent audience member and delivers a few choice words himself. He then turns around and not a moment too soon as he barely manages to side step a Baseball slide attempt by Reya! He grabs his surprised opponent by the legs and pulls her underneath the bottom rope! 1...2....Reya goes for a right hand but it's blocked by Casanova as he retaliates with a left of his own which rocks the Herald! She stumbles back, but before she can fall to the floor English grabs her by the wrist! 4....5....He slingshots Reya forward as she is launched into the steel ring post face first with a sickening thud! Her body bounces off the support as she now lies on the arena floor, clutching at her forehead with both hands.Ruby Parvati: How's that for using your surroundings, Axel?! That's right, Casa! Ruin that 'pretty' face of hers! Do to her, what she did to Iser at Exposure!Axel Reid: Something tells me he couldn't care less about what happened between Iser and Reya, Ruby. The man just wants to hurt her. He wants to prove he is the superior athlete and I think it's obvious now, that he'll go to any length necessary to achieve his goal!6...Casanova stalks Reya as she tries to get back to her feet, but English removes the padding on the arena floor, ripping it back to reveal the unforgiving concrete underneath! 7...He grabs Serra up by the hair on her head and wraps his arm around the back of her neck. He grabs her by the tights and SUPLEXES REYA ONTO THE CONCRETE FLOOR!Axel Reid: He could have broken her back! Has he no regard for human life?!8...Casanova sits up, smiling at the crowd that is pelting him with a negative reaction as Reya is visibly in a lot of pain from the Suplex. He soon realizes they're about to be counted up an gets to his feet.9....English rolls under the bottom rope, then back outside. Thus resetting the count. He brings Reya to her feet and guides her under the ropes, back into the ring as he now follows close behind.Ruby Parvati: Picking his opponent apart, Axel! Just like a hawk disects it's prey, piece by piece with a razor sharp beak! There is arguably nobody better than Casanova English when it comes to that!Axel Reid: The man clearly took the low road to rob Reya Serra of any momentum she gained at the start of this match, Ruby! And though I can't stand to admit, he is definitely in the driver seat right now!Reya is beginning to make an effort to get to her feet, but she turns right into the clutches of Casanova who scoop slams her back down to the canvas hard. He then bounces off the ropes, hopping over Reya, but then leaping onto the opposite end ropes! Or the middle one to be precise. He catapults himself backwards and lands on top of the Herald with his patented springboard Moonsault, which he calls the Lionsault! Ruby Parvati: This could be over before it ever began!Axel Reid: There's the cover by English!1 . . .2 . . .3 . . .REYA KICKS OUT!Axel Reid: Casanova is beside himself! He can't believe she kicked out!Ruby Parvati: I can't either! That moonsault was brilliant! Brilliant moves to compliment a brilliant man! And I guess, through some 'divine' miracle, Reya managed to get a shoulder up right before the three!English glares at the referee in disbelief as he holds up three fingers, but the official assures him it was only a two count. He then gets to his feet and motions to the crowd that it's the end for Reya, who is still in a bad way on the canvas. English screams at a fan in the front row for a moment befoe climbing through the ropes and walking along the apron to the nearest corner. He slowly climbs up to the top rope and waits for Reya to get to her feet. She does, and English leaps off! He goes for a flying forearm from the top rope... BUT REYA NAILS HIM IN THE FACE WITH A SUPERKICK OUT OF NOWHERE!Ruby Parvati: No way!!Axel Reid: Reya Light! This might be it!!Serra falls on top of English as the ref hits his knees to make the count.1 . . .2 . . .3 . . .ENGLISH PUTS HIS BOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!A collective "Ohhhh" comes over the crowd at just how close the count was. Reya stumbles to her feet, grabbing English by the back of his neck as he still seems to be reeling from that superkick. She helps him up, only to drive her knee into his stomach several times before backing away and delivering a rib shattering toe kick to his mid section area. English falls back to the canvas, holding his gut as he bends forward slightly. Reya sizes up her adversary and as son as he raises his head, she nearly takes it off with a SHINING WIZARD!! The crowd gasps at the impact, then sounds off with a loud pop for The Herald's impressive comeback!Ruby Parvati: I already told her once! Not HIS face! He's too attractive for that!Axel Reid: I'm surprised he's even still conscious after that knee to the face, Ruby! I don't know how either of these competitors take that kind of punishment! Reya with a lateral press on English!1 . . .2 . . .3 . . .CASANOVA BARELY KICKS OUT!Axel Reid: Reya Serra has really got her pedal to the metal, Ruby! She's taking nothing for granted in this one!Ruby Parvati: No, you're wrong... She is savagely beating a man who did nothing wrong to her! There is a different, Axel!Axel Reid: And I'm sure the act of him blowing smoke in her face was nothing more than a friendly greeting, wasn't it?Ruby Parvati: I mean, in some countries...Axel Reid: I'm not buying it. Not for a second. She is doing exactly what Casanova would do to her if he were in the same situation.The Herald picks a limp Casanova English up and whips him hard into the corner. She plays to the crowd for a second before rushing across the ring. She attempts to deliver a spinning wheel kick to her opponent that is leaned against the turnbuckle... BUT ENGLISH PULLS THE REF IN FRONT OF HIM! English manages to roll out of the way as Reya hammers the official with a kick, causing him to crumble to the mat in a heap as fans rain down on English with boos.Axel Reid: Oh come on! Of all the low down things! Shielding yourself with a referee?! That is ridiculous!Ruby Parvati: But effective, Axel!Reya gets to her feet with wide eyed expression on her face. Almost as if couldn't believe she attacked the ref because of English's cheap trick. Before she can completely process what had just transpired, English takes a couple of steps forward and drapes his leg over the back of her head, driving her face first into the canvas!Ruby Parvati: English Lesson! This has to be all she wrote, Axel!Axel Reid: I don't know about that!English hooks the leg!1 . . .2 . . .3 . . .4 . . .5 . . .Axel Reid: The referee is still down and English just noticed!Ruby Parvati: You idiot! Wake him up!English gets off his opponent and grabs the official by his shirt collar, yanking him closer to where the original cover was made, screaming for him to wake up and do his job. Still somewhat incapacitated, the ref slowly slaps the mat!1 . . .2 . . .3 . . ?REYA KICKED OUT JUST BEFORE THREE!Ruby Parvati; What the hell?! NO WAY!Axel Reid: She had too much time to recover from it, Ruby! Casanova did that to himself when he used the referee as a shield! He should have known better! And now he's bearing witness to the same resilient warrior that Seth Iser encountered back at Exposure!In complete shock and awe, English shakes his head and stares at his opponent who seems lifeless. He picks her up and hits her with several shots to the head while at the same time, backing her into the corner. Casanova glances into the sea of fans as they boo him once more, yet he doesn't seem phased by this. Instead, he offers them an arrogant smirk before mouthing the words "It's over!" He sits Reya up on the top turnbuckle, then begins to climb up after the fact.Axel Reid: Is he going to...Ruby Parvati: You're darn right he is!Axel Reid: That's an awfully big risk to take, Ruby... this probably won't end well for either one of them!Casanova nonchalantly drapes one of Reya's arms over the back of his neck as he grabs hold of her tights and attempts to hoist her up, BUT REYA HANGS ONTO THE TOP ROPE! The crowd erupts as English tries to score again with the Superplex... BUT REYA'S GRASP ON THE ROPE REMAINS FIRM! She suddenly hammers him in the ribs with a barrage of left hands and then shoves Casanova off the top! Axel Reid: She managed to fight off that Superplex!! Now she's perched on the top rope, Ruby!Ruby Parvati: Look out!Just as English is getting to his feet, Reya leaps off the top rope and connects with a SHOOTING STAR DDT! The crowd gasps and then explodes into cheers as Reya hook the legs!Axel Reid: Serra's Embrace! Right in the middle of the ring! I don't think Casanova is getting up from that!Ruby Parvati: No! I can't accept this!1 . . .2 . . .3 . . ?. . . .CASANOVA ENGLISH KICKS OUT JUST IN TIME!Axel Reid: I stand corrected! It seems like Reya Serra isn't the only one who is resilient in this match!Ruby Parvati: You're damn right about that! Not only is English smarter than a whip, but he's also tough as nails, Axel!Axel Reid: Yeah, but look at them now... they're both wiped out from this hard hitting match, Ruby! Reya, having not won the match... rolls off of English and onto her back while Casanova is also lying belly up, staring at the arena lights with a glazed over look in his eyes. The official is finally able to stand as well as he looks at Reya, then to Casanova before administering the standing ten count.1...2...3...4...Reya rolls over as English is also showing signs of life!5...6...7...Both competitors are up to one knee!8...9...Reya is on her feet! Casanova is still struggling to get back to a vertical base, however.Axel Reid: The Herald beat the count! Both combatants are exhausted and running on fumes, Ruby! Look for Reya to put English away right here and now!Ruby Parvati: No! I refuse to let my worst nightmare become reality!The crowd is on their feet, repeatedly chanting "LET'S GO REYA! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* She helps English to his feet before whipping him into the ropes. The dazed Casanova English comes back as Serra leaps up onto his shoulder for a Hurricanrana! BUT IT'S COUNTERED INTO A POWERBOMB WITH A PIN!Axel Reid: What a counter!Ruby Parvati: You better believe it was!Axel Reid: Hey wait a darn minute!Just as Axel took notice from the safety of his booth, right after pinning Reya, Casanova places both feet onto the middle rope for added leverage. The ref is preoccupied with the count and doesn't see it!1 . . .2 . . .Axel Reid: No! Not like this!Reya struggles desperately to kick out!3 . . ?DING! DING! DING!Axel Reid: What a travesty! Ruby Parvati: Travesty? Hah! English seized an opportunity, Axel! Nobody can fault him for that!Axel Reid: The man just broke the rules in order to secure a victory over his opponent, who need I remind you? Was just about to win the match herself!Ruby Parvati: Nonsense! Casanova English had her number from the jump!Jerry Heisenberg: Ladies and gentleman, the winner of this match via pin fall... CASANOVA ENGLISH!!!The crowd is irate as they not only boo, but scream profane remarks as Casanova who is now having his hand raised in victory by the referee. Meanwhile, Reya is on the mat holding her lower back and obviously, in a great deal of pain. English turns back toward Reya and gives her a sarcastic golf like clap, basically mocking an opponent who threw everything at him but the kitchen sink.
Axel Reid: Now that is just uncalled for, Ruby! Can't he just take his tainted victory and get the heck out of here?! Reya put up one heck of a fight and almost won this match on several occasions! She doesn't deserve that kind of disrespect from an individual who cheated to win!Starrkadian suddenly appears atop the ramp way as he makes a B line for the ring. The crowd on hand erupting at this sight!Axel Reid: It's Starrkadian!!Ruby Parvati: Oh crap...He slides into the ring as English notices his nemesis and quickly rolls under the ropes to the arena floor. Axel Reid: Yeah, you'd better run!English quickly runs around the ring with Starrkadian hot on his trail. Pursuing English all the way up the ramp and into the backstage area!Ruby Parvati: He better not lay a finger on Casanova! You heard what English said earlier in the night, Axel!Axel Reid: Apparently his threats mean nothing to Starrkadian! That man is starving for revenge! Anyway folks, Reya Serra nearly pulls it off but thanks to Casanova using the ropes for leverage, she comes up short! But please stay tuned! Right after the commercial break, our main event of the evening! Seth Iser meets Cera one on one!Ruby Parvati: This is going to get messy, isn't it?Following Ruby's question, our picture fades to black with the last image we see being Reya Serra, who has gotten to her feet. She rolls out of the ring and slowly makes her way up the ramp, to a roaring crowd that is giving her a standing ovation for her valiant efforts tonight. Shortly after, we break for a commercial. |
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Post by Ryan Omega on Jul 17, 2014 23:34:07 GMT -6
Main Event Match
Seth Iser vs Cera The scene opens up to showcase the arena, and the excited crowd. Fans lift their signs, anticipate flooding the entire building for the next contest... Axel Reid: And it's time, everyone... for the main event of the evening: Seth Iser vs Cera!!! The cheers only get louder. Not for the competitors themselves, but rather for the idea of how this match will turn out! Ruby Parvati: This match has happened multiple times before, but it's a first in VOW... Seth, of course, will wipe the mat with her... Axel Reid: These two have been at each other's throats for years now! There have been brutal attacks, personal grudges, and downright acts of hatred between them... and now we get to see it here tonight, folks... who will come out victorious between these two monsters? Ruby Parvati: I suppose we shall see. For now, it seems Jerry's ready to announce them... VOW's ring announcer steps forward, mic in hand, and clears his throat before speaking... Jerry Heisenberg: The following contest is our Main Event... a singles match, scheduled for one fall! First to the ring... she weighs in tonight at 150lbs and stands at 5'10... hailing from Sky Valley, Georgia... the Baddest Bitch, CERA!!! The sounds of dripping water and footsteps echo throughout the arena, as the crowd is drowned in a sea of crimson light... and we suddenly hear: "And it is from this world of darkness which come the evil, destructive forces of man's nature..." The voice fades out, and suddenly the lights flash brightly once as the opening rifts of "You're Insane" by Escape the Fate scream out from the speakers. The tron flashes on, showcasing video feed of multiple matches and backstage attacks by an unidentified woman. Then, with the first verse of the song, a figure dressed in thick heeled boots and revealing leather clothing steps out onto the stage. A smirk crawls upon this woman's lips as the crowd goes hysterical with boos at the appearance of none other than the Baddest Bitch herself. Narrowing her eyes, Cera glances arrogantly at the fans as she moves slowly forward, the lights following her every movement. Her manager Jen slips in from the crowd with a mango smoothie in hand, as Cera reaches the ring, leaps over the ropes acrobatically, and lands on the mat. She then saunters forward and offers a wicked gaze to the commentators and crowd, before turning back around to calmly await the start of the match. Ruby Parvati: Hmm... I don't exactly like her, but I can't say I HATE her, either... Axel Reid: Well even though she's a woman, which you usually can't stand, even you have to admit, Ruby... Cera's a... well... BAD bitch. Ruby Parvati: She's not the only one who is a bada-bleep! Jerry Heisenberg: And her opponent... he weighs in at 248lbs and stands at 6'5... hailing from Morgantown, West Virginia... he is the Deity of Destruction... SETH ISER!!! The lights dim down as the music begins to play. Soon enough, Seth Iser slowly walks through the curtain with that familiar scowl on his face. He absorbs the reaction he gets from the crowd as he slowly walks down to the ring. He then rolls underneath the bottom rope and performs a crucifix pose in the center of the ring which brings the lights back on. He then slinks to the corner, but barely has time for anything else as suddenly the bell tolls! Cera, of course, is first to bolt forward! Iser also moves forward, but the smaller woman ducks under what looks like what could've been a brutal lariat. Seth doesn't have time to turn around though, as Cera swiftly comes off the ropes and returns by spinning around for a hard tornado kick to the back of her foe's head! He timber falls face first onto the mat, and the Baddest Bitch smirks. Axel Reid: Right away, Cera goes for the kill! She's looking pumped tonight! Ruby Parvati: Never underestimate Seth, Axel... Axel Reid: I'd be a fool to do so. Back in the ring, we see Cera climbing to the turnbuckle nearby, pale eyes on Seth's fallen form. She gets to the top, turns around and jumps off..... but Iser rolls onto his back and lifts those knees, right as she falls atop him! The crowd 'Ooos' in unison, as Cera rolls away from him, doubled over. The Deity of Destruction slowly moves to his feet, pulling his opponent up with him, and snaps out a hard right punch! It's followed up by another! Seeing that she's definitely feeling the effects of his fists, he goes to hit her with a suplex... but as he does so, his foe manages to pop him with a knee right to his face! Axel Reid: Oh boy, this can't be good. Ruby Parvati: I've got a good feeling, personally... As Ruby says this, we see that the knee shot causes Seth to drop the suplex and take a few steps back, collecting himself. But Cera doesn't let up, instead shaking off the punches from before and snapping out a knife edge chop! She whips out another, and one more for emphasis! But then she quickly switches it up with a boot to her foe's abdomen!! Iser starts bending over, and the Baddest Bitch then whirls around to snap a foot into the back of his knee! The larger man goes down, and Cera grins at him... before moving forward with another knee!! But he moves out of the way and grabs hold of her bad arm right at the elbow, yanking her down onto the mat with him! Axel Reid: We know that Starrkadian used his strength last week to brutalize Cera's arm, and she's most likely still feeling the affects of such! Seth is basically playing dirty! Ruby Parvati: All's fair in the ring... Iser has Cera on her back, and he suddenly drives a knee directly onto her bad shoulder. She cries out, especially as he digs it in there. He does this a couple more times, as his foe struggles to get free of him. But instead what she receives is a hammerlock!! The crowd is chanting about how Seth is going to get his head kicked in, but the Deity of Destruction simply ignores this, applying pressure into his hold. Cera is still yelling out, obviously in pain, before finally she rolls forward to make him lose his grip! She continues rolling, getting away from him as fast as possible and dragging herself to her feet. Cera clutches her arm, a tremor of pain moving through her, before she stares daggers at the slowly standing Iser. He feigns going forward, making his foe's muscles tense in anticipation... but Seth pauses and steps back again. The Baddest Bitch narrows her eyes, before she simply lurches forward herself! Iser instinctively throws out a right hand, which Cera sways away from and goes for a discus strike... but the larger man moves forward and HEADBUTTS her right as she starts spinning around! Axel Reid: OH! That has GOT to hurt! Cera must be seeing stars right now! Ruby Parvati: Yes, and he's right in front of her~! Iser catches the dizzy Cera and lifts her up, turning slightly around to throw her toward the ropes with a stun gun! But the Baddest Bitch catches herself there, feet on the middle rope and hands on top, balancing herself. Seth turns around fully now, but Cera launches herself off with a springboard pele kick!! It hits him right atop the head, right near his previous injury!! The crowd can't help but go wild! Axel Reid: That was brutal! And it looks like Seth is bailing! He just left the ring! Ruby Parvati: Doesn't look like that BITCH is letting that happen! Cera hurries forward, pulling the ropes down and reaching over them to grab her opponent by the hair!! Iser turns around at that point and... MISTS HER!! A dark mist spews from his mouth, shooting right into her face!! A shriek of pain escapes her own lips as she jerks back, frantically rubbing at her eyes in agony! Jen, who had been watching in an uncharacteristically quiet manner, freaks out and starts yelling into the ring as well! Ruby Parvati: ...he did not just... Axel Reid: Was... was that BLACK mist?! That's POISON!!! Ruby Parvati: It's also a disqualification!!! The bell has rung multiple times, but the ring announcer Jerry Heisenberg doesn’t make the announcement of the winner, academic at this point, considering the heinous attack with the mist. The audience has begun to boo very loudly of the actions of the man known as Seth Iser as he stalks over toward the ring announcer. Jerry wisely cedes to the incoming maniacal man as the only thing he grabs is the steel chair and you hear him fold it up and down to make that echoing sound for that gasp and he’s glaring at the ring. Axel Reid: Can we get somebody to stop this man…now? The dangerous black mist and now the steel chair…this is a career threatening situation and somebody needs to get off their ass and get to the ring, now! Ruby Parvati: I think something has triggered in that man Axel…and now he’s sending a gory, gruesome message to send Cera to join the man that she ironically enough assaulted at our Pay Per View event two weeks ago. Seth stalks up the steel steps glancing at the flailing, panicked Cera with burning hatred in his eyes before entering the ring. As Cera walks toward him he throws one swift punch to knock her down to the ground and drawing a negative reception for this action. With a sneer, he opens up the folding chair before putting Cera’s arm into it…specifically targeting the injured joint already. There is a gasp in the audience because the intention is set and they know what Iser’s planning on doing. Ruby Parvati: What’s this? Axel Reid: I’ve seen Iser do this before to somebody’s ankle. When he did that…the man’s ankle he completely shattered was out of the business for two years. It was that debilitating of an injury. It looks like Iser’s going to do the same thing to Cera’s arm and shoulder here tonight if somebody doesn’t rush into the ring right now! Iser glances down at the steel chair as Jen is franticly going through the resources at ringside before grabbing bottled water. He glances down at the chair before he looks at the turnbuckle. With a sneer, he stalks his way toward the turnbuckle before climbing methodically to the top rope…the boos growing more and more present before he’s finally perched there standing. At this point Jen has entered the ring with the bottled water but looks to be ready to act as a shield so Iser doesn’t make the leap…before a chorus of cheers is heard and Iser looks at the ramp and there’s a look of pure hatred in his eyes when he sees who is coming down the ramp. With that distraction, Jen goes right to work with the water to start to remove the mist from Cera’s eyes as Iser climbs down the turnbuckle not to be in a vulnerable spot when the woman known as Reya Sera sprints to the ring to stop this madness. Axel Reid: It’s Reya Sera! Thank God she’s here. Ruby Parvati: Why in the hell would she help Cera after all the horrific things that’s been done to her? Is she like every other Christian that turns the other cheek or wants to play hero? Axel Reid: Even if you don’t always get along….you don’t let someone do something this crippling and this severe to your own flesh and blood. It’s called having a moral standard, Ruby…something you and the man known as Seth Iser seem to lack. Iser pauses slightly as Reya has entered the ring, not wanting to resort to violence but guarded to get Seth to leave the ring and preserve her twin sister’s health. The mist has started to dissipate from Cera’s eyes with the water and when the water comes in, she had instinctively flailed slightly before realizing her vision is returning…slowly but surely…but with the water the reveal comes that the mist was tainted black…but actually green as it washes away and you can’t quite translate what Iser and Reya are saying but…you can bet Iser’s word choice is vulgar. Axel Reid: Iser’s a master of mentally get at someone’s weaknesses…the poison and the blinding…he knows Cera’s vulnerability with her eyes…and it looked like he wanted to destroy her mentally AND physically by hiding the color of the mist. Ruby Parvati: You have to admit he’s a genius strategist. Axel Reid: I don’t have to admit a f*bleep*ing thing when that despicable human being is the one trying to end someone’s livelihood and warp their mind even more in the process! Ruby Parvati: I never knew you were capable of such strong language...I kind’a like this side of you. Iser after a few more pointed words finally tilts his head before he lumbers toward the ring ropes…starting to show signs of leaving before he lets out a pointed, vulgar insult at Reya who doesn’t seem fazed by Iser’s vulgarity. Cera’s eyes at this point has been almost all the way washed out at this point minus the green spots just under her eyes and she’s visibly seething as she pulls herself up using the steel chair that was on her arm to keep herself armed. The fans are booing Iser showing signs of retreating from the fight though. Ruby Parvati: Iser looks like he’s enraged the members of the Janason Family with that action. Axel Reid: Do you blame them Ruby? Iser slowly steps over the second rope and under the top to begin the process of leaving the ring before glancing at the reddened eyes of Cera, irritated by the mist, and it looks like she’s seeing red before he turns his glance back to Reya for a moment before there’s just that look of disgust as if he had his plans ruined. Finally Cera picks the chair up fully with a sadistic look plastered on that face of hers before starting to pull the chair back…ready to strike. Finally she swings and connects… …over the back of Reya Sera. Axel Reid: No! Ruby Parvati: Wh-what did we just see? Reya starts to crumble from the steel chair shot and the audience is booing very loudly as Iser watches this development stoically…not showing any kind of emotion to the situation. Once Reya starts to pull herself back up to try to face her sister…maybe to see if she made a mistake or get an answer as to why…all Cera has for an answer is a violent steel chair shot right to the cranium of Reya Sera…and the audience’s boo birds. With that action, Iser finally re-enters the ring…still stoic…still not showing any sort of emotion. Axel Reid: Maybe Cera didn’t WANT the help from her sister? Ruby Parvati: Nobody would ever want help from someone that goody-too-shoed. After a moment, Cera locks eyes with Iser as Reya is splattered to the ground and the fans are at least hopeful that these two demonic figures in the industry would throw down in a way that just left Reya in a heap in that manner. Iser finally tilts his head and then after a brief moment…Iser extends his hand to the demon. The crowd is gasping in shock and disgust before a not so friendly glance from the demon and there’s a quick handshake over the downed holy warrior. That one gesture has crossed the line with the audience and they begin to liter the ring with beer bottles, popcorn, and anything they can throw. Axel Reid: NO! Not THESE two. Anyone else but THESE two together on one vile, sick page. Ruby Parvati: This truly is the first time I want to say something…but I really don’t know what to say. Axel Reid: I can’t believe my eyes Ruby…there isn’t any specific thing TO say but this: This is the most revolting thing I’ve ever seen in my professional career. I can’t be objective about seeing this. Not at all. Ruby Parvati: This might be the answer as to why Cera was in Seth Iser’s locker room earlier. Axel Reid: It was a damn set up! The way these two think…you’d never thought they’d put aside their pride to work together on something…this elaborate. Ruby Parvati: The enemy of my enemy, Axel. And they have a ton of common enemies at this point. Cera drops the chair on the ground as Reya’s still not moving much after the two sickening steel chair shots from the demon. Without showing any emotion, Iser does one circular motion with the arm to signal that it is DDT time and the audience is continuing to throw things into the ring and booing as loudly as they possibly can. With that glare on his face, the intention is clear…Iser picks up Reya Sera and glances down at the steel chair. Axel Reid: He’s going to bust Reya’s face up to be worse than his, Ruby. Ruby Parvati: Do it, Seth. Bust her face up. He sets her up for the DDT…but for a brief moment the boos filled with pure hatred turn into hopeful cheers. When Iser hears the audience do that he glances at the ramp and Cera does the same thing as first RDO with Vanessa right behind her are sprinting to the ring to stop this heinous assault. As soon as they see that they sides are even with Reya neutralized for the moment…Iser relinquishes the hold on Reya and the two dark beings slide out of the ring as soon as RDO and Vanessa enter in full retreat. The crowd is happy to see the save but three members of the front row throw popcorn on the retreating Cera and Jen while Iser’s getting pelted with beer bottles and he even throws a couple of them back into the audience in anger and disgust while he’s retreating up the ramp. Axel Reid: Thank God for RDO and Vanessa, the tag partner and other sister of Reya Sera respectively. They just prevented a complete catastrophe. Ruby Parvati: Look at Cera and Iser, Axel. I don’t think they’re happy they got interfered with by those two. Cera’s vulgarly shouting at the two in the ring while Iser’s being a little less emotional about the situation as they retreat up the ramp. Vanessa and Rayne both start to help Reya sit up from the assault and she’s seen better days from the chair shots. The ring and ringside area is littered with all kinds of things thrown due to the heinous actions of Cera and Seth Iser. Finally there’s a semblance of a smirk from Iser’s face as he, Cera, and Jen disappear to behind the curtain. Axel Reid: Cera…you can go straight to hell for these actions…and Seth Iser…you can stick it where the sun don’t shine. Good night everyone from Duluth. |
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