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Post by Ryan Omega on May 13, 2015 23:32:39 GMT -6
Fresh Air Behind A Cigarette “Stand Your Ground” by CAVO blasts out of the PA system as the camera pans around the sold out Carnesecca Arena. Before the camera can zoom in on Ruby and Axel's intro the big screen buzzes forcing everyone's attention to that direction. The end of a cigarette is all that is on the screen at first, but that is enough for the fans to know who is behind it. The crowd jeers as the camera pans out further revealing Casanova English sitting behind a large wooden desk, he sits upon a leather chair like it is a throne. In front of the Modern Day Messiah in the place where a name tag would be shimmers the World Visionary Championship. English: It's me wrestling's breath of fresh air behind a cigarette. Last episode of Breakthrough you witnessed me step outside of what people like to think in my “comfort zone”. See I realize there is a bigger world beyond VOW, there is even a bigger wrestling world beyond VOW. Last week Ryan Omega made the discussion to invite Gaia Galanos to watch my show. What did you do for me Ryan? What did you do when I won the World Visionary Championship? I didn't get a parade, a cake. . . squat from Mr. Omega. After all we have been through he didn't even have the decency to strap that championship around my waist when I defeated Vanessa in the center of that ring. I took offense to that gesture. . . I really really did. English sucks back hard on his cancer stick blowing a cloud of smoke in the direction of the camera. English taps the ash off the end and laughs slightly. English: Is is because she is a physical specimen of brawn? Do I not fit VOW's little image of what a champion looks like to a tee? Am I not good enough for you Mr. Omega? Well I am going to prove it. See Gaia Galanos accepted my challenge to come to my house at Fate of the Gods. She is going to step into the house that I built, the ring I bleed in for almost a year to win this championship and I am going to show all you people that I am the elite. The Orphanage setting the new standard in wrestling. Casanova runs the hand he holds the coffin nail in across the top of his championship smiling. English: I see Gaia Galanos wants to recruit a solider, another woman with that Spartan heart that she too holds. Stacy Jones, a woman who has been on the receiving end of an attack by us. You really think she has it? I sure hope that she is healthy enough to back you up Gaia if that is your ill advised choice. Oh, and yeah I saw that band of misfits you assembled last week Stacy. . . or should I say that band of victims. This is your big chance sweetheart, to offer me the judgment you hold so highly regard. This is your chance to slay the dragon and save the VOW, or at least give these sad saps some damn hope. You think Gaia is going to pick you? English kills his cigarette. Slamming it's head into the wooden table in front of him with force. A smile shines over his face as he looks at the camera intensely. Casanova English: Gaia can take her pick. . . and to be honest it won't matter. There isn't a member of that roster I can't add to my body count ladies. Enough about Gaia though, lets talk about my partner. Lets talk about the talent over in GPW that are cast in that gigantic Gaia Galanos shadow. It must be getting tiresome. I know some of you are itching, you are looking at that championship just salivating . . . but I don't need someone who just wants to be a World Champion. This is wrestling. . . everyone wants to be a World Champion. I want someone who is hungry, but someone who is hungry to prove that they are the best of the GPW locker room. I'm looking for a dark horse, a diamond in the rough. This is your opportunity, this is your chance to step up. This is the fast track to that main event and your name in lights. So who is it gonna be. . . who wants to set the world on fire? Who wants to decide The Fate of The Gods? English puts his hand lightly over his championship as the feed fades back to the arena briefly displaying The Orphanage logo. Axel Reid: I hate that guy! We can only get better from here ladies and gentleman. We have an action packed night for you! I'm alongside Ruby, live from the Jamaica neighborhood of Queens, New York.
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Post by Ryan Omega on May 13, 2015 23:59:20 GMT -6
Opening Contest Tyler Storm vs Lexi Pearl Axel Reid: And it starts now with the VoW debut of two new talents! The arena turns pitch black as Inspire" by Throttle begins to play. An upward stream of smoke, visible by a small bit of light under it, comes from the middle of the stage. Tyler slowly walks up to the smoke stream, his head facing the ground as a spotlight follows him. Tyler stands over the smoke, remaining motionless as the smoke stream becomes stronger and faster. As the bass drops, the smoke and spotlight both shut off for a quick second, followed instantaneously by a quick loud boom and the lights coming on fully with flashes of blue and white light going along with the beat of the song. Tyler goes into full energetic mode, jumping from the stage to the beginning of the ramp and jogging down to the ring giving fans high-fives. Jerry Heisenberg: The following is the opening contest... Standing 6'4" and weighing in at 178 lbs... Wrestling out of Tuscaloosa, Alabama... Tyler Storm! As Tyler reaches the end of the ramp, he pauses for a second to again look around at the crowd, then makes a quick slide into the ring. There he gets down on one knee in the middle of the ring, quickly looks around again, then punches the ground and while jumping up lets out a yell. Tyler then walks over to his corner and waits for his opponent. "Mayhem" by Halestorm erupts from the speakers as a pint sized chica with green streaks in her brunette hair steps out of the tunnel and starts windmill headbanging her hair. Jerry Heisenberg: His opponent... Standing 5'4" and weighing 100 lbs. Wrestling out of Las Vegas, Nevada. She is "Sexy" Lexi Pearl. Lexi Pearl makes a full sprint for the ring and slides in under the bottom rope. She kips up and outstretches her arms as she lets out a visceral rawr of feminine pride. The ref checks both competitors and signals for the bell. DING DING DING Axel Reid: Interesting ring gear choice by Lexi Pearl. I mean, I'm a fan of graphic tees and lacy panties on a girl... But... Ruby Parvati: if you got it, flaunt it. Girl looks like she's working that look. Very alternative. Tyler Storm looks confused as he steps forward. Tyler Storm: But you're so short and kawaii... Lexi steps forward and blows him a kiss before hitting him with spinning roundhouse kick to his temple. He falls to the canvas and she sits cross legged on his chest. 1... 2... 3.... DING DING DING "Mayhem" roars through the arena. Jerry Heisenberg: Here is your winner... "Sexy" Lexi Pearl!!! Ruby Parvati: That was a Kiss of Death right there... Lexi gets her hand raised by the ref, but she yells at him Lexi Pearl: Hands off, ya perv. Lexi then rolls out of the ring and skips to the back as the ref checks on Storm.
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Post by Ryan Omega on May 14, 2015 0:06:49 GMT -6
Katie Moicelle vs Ace Watson Back from commercial, "Centuries" by Fall Out Boy begins to play, and Ace Watson steps out from behind the curtain. A spotlight fixes onto Watson as he steps out from behind the curtain at a quick, determined pace, wearing his wrestling attire with a black hooded jacket on top, the hood up over his head. He stops at the top of the ramp and looks up at the ring, a stern, focused look on his face. As the beat in the music slows down a little, he begins to walk down the ramp, again at a fast pace, he walks round to the corner of the ring and walk up the steel steps. Ace stops for a moment stood next to the ring post and knocks the hood off of his head. Jerry Heisenberg: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for a fifteen minute time limit. Introducing first, making his way down the aisle, standing 5’9” and weighing in at 190 lbs... Wrestling out of Norwich, England... He is “The Five Star Phenomenon” ACE WATSON!!!
Watson steps onto the ring apron and enters the ring under the top rope. He stands in the center of the ring for a moment as the lights steadily go back to their original brightness, and he takes in the noise from the crowd. “The Five Star Phenomenon” then walks over to the far ring post and climbs to the top rope, where he gives the crowd an almost disapproving look, then takes his jacket off and throws it ringside. Stepping down and back into the ring his attention turns to either his opponent, or the entrance ramp, waiting for his opponent to come out. Not used to all of the seemingly blinding lights or the crowd, Katie Moicelle sheepishly peeks her pretty head out from behind the curtain. As soon as Summit's bass kicks in, she gains a little confidence, though visibly nervous. "Breathe, breathe" Jerry Heisenberg: His opponent. Making her way down the aisle... Standing 5’4” and weighing in at 117 lbs... Wrestling out of Crossville, Tennessee... Katie Moicelle!!! Katie breathes to calm herself down as she walks down the ramp. Seeing the crowd holding out their hands for high fives, she returns their favor with a slight smile. Katie rolls into the ring and remains in a kneeling position, giving the crowd a thumb up as she waits for her music to fade out. As soon as the bell rings, Watson hits Moicelle with a forearm smash and sends her into the corner with a shove. Axel Reid: Ever the gentleman. He was quick to defend his girlfriend on Twitter from Jaedon Church not that long ago, but now Ace Watson looking to exert his will on Katie Moicelle, the protege of the Xcel Champion, Stacy Jones. Ruby Parvati: She’s got to crawl before she can walk, and Ace Watson is looking to make a statement. Watson pulls Moicelle back to him and lifts her up and hits a jarring backbreaker over his knee. He grins as he pushes her thighs and her face down, bending her backwards over his leg. Axel Reid: This is harsh. Ace Watson wasting no time to just drive this horrendous assault. The official checks on Moicelle to make sure she can continue and Katie shakes her head in defiance to submit. Ace nods and shoves Katie off his knee. Axel Reid: Such blatant disrespect. Ruby Parvati: He must be in a foul mood after being defeated by Jaedon Church back in the Bronx. Axel Reid: I doubt Katie Moicelle is even one hundred percent after that assault she suffered at the hands of “Phenomenal” Steve Herring. They were in that triple threat match with Ziu Zhong for his Zero Gravity Championship. Needless to say, neither of them was victorious has Double Z got the pin on Moicelle and Herring couldn’t break it up in time. Herring then blamed Moicelle for his lost and being a thorn in his side for a while now. He is currently suspended from action by VoW. Ruby Parvati: An action that I think was a little brash coming from the desk of Ryan Omega. Ace grabs Katie back up and irish whips her into the ropes. She comes back and he goes for a hiptoss, but she locks his arm and flips around for a Japanese arm drag. Axel Reid: Never send Moicelle running, that is her thing. She’s quick she’s agile and she knows how to go from a sprint into a throw in one fluid motion, and her timing is getting better as she trains with Stacy Jones. Ruby Parvati: The one thing I don’t understand. Does Tayla Williams not watch nor pay attention to the show? How the hell does she not know that Katie Moicelle and her fiancé are training together, and shame on Stacy Jones for not being upfront about it. What kind of role model is she? Axel Reid: That’s for a different time and a different place.. Oh both competitors are back up and a nice dropkick from Moicelle taking Watson down. He needs some breathing room as he retreats sliding out under the bottom rope. 1... 2... Katie back up to her feet notices Ace outside. She runs the ropes and nails a baseball slide taking Watson down to the ground on the outside. Axel Reid: Katie Moicelle, ever shy, ever timid is showing some hints of aggression. That’s a good thing. She’s going to need it in this business. 1... 2... Katie closes in on Watson but he rolls himself back into the ring. Moicelle follows in after him but he tries to answer her with a kick, but it was blocked and Moicelle pushes his leg away spinning the larger man around. The Five Star Phenomenon goes for a punch this time, but it is ducked. Katie follows up with shoot kicks, backing Ace into a corner. Ruby Parvati: Watson better regain control of this chick soon. Moicelle whips him out to the opposite corner and follows up with a monkey flip attempt. Ruby Parvati: Business is picking up. Watson counters by lifting her and placing her on the top rope. However she punches him and goes for tornado ddt, but Ace places her down on the apron Axel Reid: Sound decision making by Watson. But a kick to the gut from Moicelle doubling him over. Katie steps back in the ring, runs the ropes, and hits a ddt 1... 2... KICKOUT!!! Axel Reid: So close... Ruby Parvati: But she definitely got no cigar. Both competitors are back up as Watson whips her into the ropes and goes for a dropkick, but katie holds on to the ropes to avoid connection. Axel Reid: You can tell Katie Moicelle, after spending more time with Stacy Jones is starting to think more like a wrestler in that ring. Kaite grabs legs for a jacknife pin and flips over for the bridge. 1... 2... 3??? NO! KICKOUT! Axel Reid: She could be on the verge of her second victory here tonight! Katie bounces off the ropes for her corkscrew senton. Axel Reid: Star In The Night! NO! MISSES! Watson rolled out of the way and springs to his feet using the opening to grab her legs. He rolls her on her stomach with the Cloverleaf, dragging her to the middle of the ring. Axel Reid: We’ve seen Watson use this Cloverleaf submission before. Look at the arch in Moicelle’s back. Her face is wrenching, she’s in pain. Katie looks around before tapping in desperation to get Watson off of her. DING DING DING Axel Reid: An impressive match is over as Ace Watson was a little too much for Miss Moicelle. Jerry Heisenberg: Here is your winner via submission... “The Five Star Phenomenon” Ace Watson. Ruby Parvati: Ace Watson gets to add one to his W column. He’s evened out his record here in VoW. Axel Reid: Hopefully Katie Moicelle isn’t injured she’s been... What the hell! Axel Reid: And now it looks like we have a fan loose near the ring. Ruby Parvati: Nuh-uh, Axel, I'd recognize that body anywhere! Axel Reid: Wait a second, that's Steve Herring coming from the crowd! And he's got a chair in his hand! "Phenomenal" Steve Herring tosses the chair into the ring and slides under the bottom rope. Katie Moicelle doesn't notice him while she turns around, and gets booted in the face with a stiff mafia kick. Axel Reid: EL STEVE-O BOTA! Ruby Parvati: Boom! Haha! Yes! Axel Reid: My goodness, she wasn't expecting it! She had no idea Herring was there! Steve Herring is banned from wrestling tonight after that disgusting attack on Katie Moicelle on the last edition of Breakthrough but he's found a way to make an impact tonight. And now Herring is setting up that chair. what in the world does he plan on doing? Ruby Parvati: He's finally making sure Katie Moicelle stays out of his hair, that's what. Herring grabs Moicelle and positions her over the chair. He goes to hook her leg for the Dead Drop, but she nails a forearm to his midsection and escapes the ring before he has a chance to capitalize. Axel Reid: And Moicelle luckily slips out of the ring before any serious damage can be done, but she looks stunned by that dirty cheap shot from Herring. Herring motions for a microphone to address Moicelle. Steve Herring: Little girl, you've been a thorn in my side for weeks, stepping in the way of victories that were mine! Taking opportunities that were MINE! And then I see you running your mouth on Twitter, complaingin about me, talking about how I wasn't close to beating you, talking about how lucky you were that I didn't give you a concussion. Well how about this, little girl, I'm settling the score with you once and for all. Axel Reid: Settling the score? What score?! She's already beaten him twice! Steve Herring: You're so worried about your precious little head? You're worried about a concussion? Well come May 25th at Fate of the Gods, after this ridiculous wrestling ban is done, I'm taking the opportunity to give you that concussion. I'm challenging you to a last man standing match. That's last "man," not woman. Accept, or don't. Either way, I'm finding a way to knock you out. Herring drops the mic, and lifts the chair in the air to a chorus of boos from the crowd. Axel Reid: And there you have it, Steve Herring attacks Katie Moicelle and challenges her to a last man standing match! Ruby Parvati: And that's one-on-one, Axel, no one else in the ring to save her! The scene fades to commercial as Herring shouts obscenities at the crowd.
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Post by Ryan Omega on May 14, 2015 0:08:40 GMT -6
Sealing Your Fate We return back from commercial to an excited arena of fans waving their signs and having a good time when the lights go out and “Firestarter” by Sepultura starts to blast out of the sound system. As the fans go ballistic, Seifer Black walks out onto the stage as people start to chant his name. Getting them more and more pumped up, Black walks down the ramp clapping hands with the fans and walking all the way around the ringside area stopping to sign some people’s signs before rolling into the ring and grabbing the microphone off of Jerry Heisenberg as the music fades out. Seifer Black: All right this is awesome, ARE YOU GUYS READY FOR A GOOD TIME?! A sudden YES! chant starts up in reaction to this. Seifer Black: All right I love the energy and I have to say it is great to be right here in… Jamaica, New York. Black then turns to a camera with a cheesy grin and does a thumbs up. Seifer Black: Now then to business, first of all, I need to get serious and call out someone, you know who it is. That tea drinking, butler sucking, English stooge and British -BLEEP-…William Cambridge get your ass out here now… The fans cheer as they wait, hoping for Cambridge to answer Black’s call out, however their cheering soon turn to booing as Cambridge’s manager, Lord Abraham Mountbatten walks out onto the stage with a microphone in hand. Lord Abraham Mountbatten: Mr Black, first of all, how dare you use such filthy language when addressing my good friend, the great Sir William Cambridge! And second of all, what makes you believe that Sir William would come out here just because you call him out? You are beneath him! You are not worthy of breathing to same air as he... Seifer Black: Oh shut your mouth, I’m falling asleep here and I need to not have you bore us so much I want to drive sharp things in my ears to keep me awake! Now before you carry on waffling, you go and get him out in the next five seconds or I shall go up there and throw you off the stage! The fans cheer wildly as Mountbatten cannot believe what he has just heard, not wanting to be thrown off the stage, he storms backstage and after a few moments, Sir William Cambridge storms out onto the stage with a microphone in hand. Sir William Cambridge: Who the bloody Hell do you think you are Seifer? How dare you call me...ME...out! I am the greatest British wrestler this Earth has ever seen! I was created by the Lord Jesus Christ and I was born to be great...and do great things! And you have the audacity to call me out? The fans boo heavily and Cambridge scoffs at the sold out crowd. Sir William Cambridge: And you ignoramuses condone this kind of behaviour and you wonder why the likes of myself and my fellow Orphanage brethren have tried to make this company a better place by ridding it of foul-mouthed, God hating peasants such as the man there in the middle of that ring! After a yawn, Black looks at his wrist and back up, staring at Cambridge. Seifer Black: Are you done yet? Sir William Cambridge: What does it matter if I’m bloody done or not...it’s clear you’re not even listening...but why am I not surprised...coming from someone who is half American...or more precise...half a New Yorker! An instant heavy booing comes from the crowd at the blatant disrespect shown by Cambridge towards their home state. Seifer Black: Yes I am a half New Yorker, thank you for pointing that out... Cambridge paces the stage slightly, getting agitated that his insults don’t seem to be affecting his bitter rival. Sir William Cambridge: You know what! I’m done with this pathetic squabble...what the bloody Hell did you want from me you pathetic ignoramus? Seifer Black: So glad you asked, as you may know, we are going to be facing each other at FATE OF THE GODS...live only on Pay-Per-View! Sir William Cambridge: Enough of the cheap plugs you imbecile and just get to the bloody point will you! Seifer Black: Okay, looks like someone doesn’t know what fun is, now our match...I have been talking too Ryan, and I’ve been cleared to choose the match for Fate of the Gods, and I choose what I call, the Chains of Fate match... Sir William Cambridge: Okay...are you going to get around to actually telling me what this Chains of Fate match is all about or are you just going to keep me waiting? I’ve got better things to be doing right now, and if I’m not mistaken, don’t you have a match to lose shortly? Seifer Black: In this match, both you and I are going to be tied to each other by the wrists with a length of barbed wire between us, the aim is to get to each corner and touch them, like a bullrope match. BUT! Unlike a bullrope match, you have to touch the corner to both cancel your opponents momentum and continue your own... The fans cheer wildly at the sound of the unique sounding match and Cambridge chuckles a little. Sir William Cambridge: Are you sure you want to have a match that has no disqualifications against me? Okay Seifer, I’ll accept you’re little Chains of Fate match, just don’t go crying to your pathetic friend, Mr Omega, once I rid you from VoW, just like Mr English rid this company of Ms Vanessa at Nothing Else Matters! Seifer Black: Right, sure you will Cambridge. But you know what? I don’t think I am that worried. You have brought this upon yourself you droning moron, by the time I am done with you, you will have to go back to your home country, with your head between your legs! With that, Black drops the microphone and Cambridge, obviously furious, storms off stage as Black just laughs before preparing for his match.
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Post by Ryan Omega on May 14, 2015 0:13:06 GMT -6
Ryder Blade vs Seifer Black Jerry Heisenberg: This match is scheduled for one fall. . . Ruby Parvati: WOOO! The party has just picked up Axel. Axel Reid: He's not even a real title holder here in VOW Ruby. As the main riff to the Beastie Boys' 'Fight For Your Right' begins to play, the mondo radically-named Ryder Blade emerges through the curtain, on his totally kickin' skateboard. He whisks down the ramp to ringside before bailing and making his way through the ropes and into the squared circle. As he waits for the bell, he gets rid of his totally sweet backwards cap and shades, which he tosses into a corner next to his 'wheels'. Jerry Heisenberg: He is the UNDISPUTED Champion of Cool RYDERRR BLADEEE! Axel Reid: Blade is going to have his hands full tonight against Seifer Black who has been frustrated with major losses these past few weeks in VOW. Jerry Heisenberg: His opponent in the ring... Wrestling out of Toronto, Ontario, Canada... “The Archangel” SEIFER BLACK! Seifer walks towards the corner climbing onto the second turnbuckle spreading his arms out in the sign of the cross before tilting his head back and spitting out black mist leaping back into the ring and sitting in the corner waiting for the match to start… DING! DING! DING! Seifer offers a test of strength to Ryder Blade. A smug duck faced grin comes over the face of Mr. Blade as he locks on hand in Seifer's, he goes to place the second hand, but stops putting his locked hand away from Seifers. Ryder steps back shaking the hand he had locked into Seifer's. Ryder steps back stretching his wrist as Seifer grows angry. Seifer goes to attack growing frustrated with Blade's antics, but Blade holds his hand up. Ryder Blade: WAIT! Axel Reid: This guys is a stain on the underwear of wrestling. Ryder holds his hand out suggesting his is ready to lock up again. Just as Black is about to place his second hand in Blade's, Ryder comes up with a toe to the stomach of Black kneeling him over. Ryder Blade: SIKE! Ruby Parvati: Brilliant move by Ryder Black. He had Seifer Black right where he wanted him the entire time. You have to even admit Axel that was smart. Axel Reid: It looked cheap to me. Ryder smiles to the crowd for a brief moment who is booing his cheating antics. Ryder now delivers a few shots to the side of the head of Seifer Black. Ryder hits the ropes and lands a perfect drop kick, in the center of Black's chest. Seifer falls to the mat and Ryder Blade is quick to get up and taunt to the crowd about the extreme drop kick he just nailed Seifer Black with. He takes too much time though and Seifer black clubs him from behind sending both men to the outside. The referee begins the count Axel Reid: Seifer Black s aggressive tonight. He wants blood after being “bested” by Brett Carson last week. Ruby Parvati: No one can best “The Elite Level Athlete”. 1 2 Seifer is not letting up raining punches down on the Blade as he frantically tries to dodge and get to his feet, but Seifer is having none of the little brat's shit tonight as he pulls Blade up to his feet and Irish whips him into the steps. Blade's legs catch the steps and send him over the top of them, but not knocking them down. 3 Axel Reid: You could hear the legs of Blade slap against those steps. Seifer Black is letting out all his anger here. 4 Blade holds his shin's and rolls to his feet, just in time for Seifer Black to spring off the steps with a cross body causing Ryder to hit the back of his head on the steal ramp on impact. The crowd is buzzing, getting behind Seifer who is now dragging Blade to his feet. 5 Axel Reid: Seifer Black relentless now. The crowd here in New York in on their feet for this fast paced assault. Ruby Parvati: Nonsense Axel, Ryder Blade has Seifer right where he wants him. He is a champion for a reason. 6 Seifer positions his back to the ramp way and signals to the crowd as he tucks Ryder's head in for a suplex. Seifer lifts Blade up. . . no, Ryder somehow sneaks the leg in behind Seifer's blocking the suplex attempt. 7 Axel Reid:Maybe, he has learned something since coming to VOW. What a good reversal by Ryder. 8 Ryder somehow manages to drop to the ground and use the foot he had behind to drop toe hold Seifer who falls and smashes his face off the ring apron. Blade jumps up and slides in the ring breaking the count. . . 9 Seifer Black isn't far behind him as he too slides into the ring, but he slides into much more hostile territory as a bombardment of boots from The Blademeiser drop onto various parts of his body. Blade not wanting to let up drops a knee into he forehead of Seifer Black. Blade makes the quick cover. 1 2 KICKOUT! Ryder seems frustrated, like he thought that knee was going to end the night of Seifer Black he argues with the referee briefly on what was a very short and blatant two count. Ryder has the referee in the corner, and Sefier comes to nail a close line not noticing the referee behind Blade. Seifer makes contact with both sending Blade to the mat, and the referee to the outside. Blade is up though as Seifer looks over the ropes at the downed ref and curses. Ryder is nailing Seifer with shots, but Seifer catches a right hand. Ryder brings his left up, but stops as Seifer jolts back slightly. . . Ryder Blade: 2 FOR FLINCHING! Ryder delivers a 1-2 combo that puts Seifer Back on his heels. Ryder hits the ropes, but is stopped dead . . . . Axel Reid:ANGEL'S POISION! How was he able to grab him off the ropes and deliver is so quickly is beyond me. Ruby Parvati: NO BLADE!!!!!!!! Seifer Black looks down at the fallen Ryder Blade and makes the cover. . . the ref is still out but the crowd counts it. 1 2 3!!!!!! Seifer slams the mat with his hand hard as the crowd continues. 4!!!! 5!!!! 6!!!! Black gets up from the pin and steps through the ropes to check on the ref. He is shaking the ref and he doesn't seem to be coming to. Seifer tries again and the referee is still limp. Axel Reid:Someone needs to get a ref down here. Ruby Parvati: Ryder Blade is back to his feet and looking like he means trouble. He bough himself some time with the downed ref. Brilliant move from a wrestling educated champion. BANG! Axel Reid: RYDER BLADE WITH THE COOL CHAMPIONSHIP! Ryder holds his faux championship up in the air smiling as the crowd jeers at the fact he just nailed it across the back of the head of a vulnerable Seifer Black who is now laid out beside the referee. Blade picks up Seifer using the apron as leverage and slides the body into the ring. Looking under the ring apron Blade pulls out a red skateboard and holds it up to the fans who boo loudly as he now enters the ring. Ruby Parvati: Things are about to get SUPER MONDO EXTREEEMMMEE! Seifer sits up, and Ryder promptly puts him back horizontal with a swing of the skateboard. The crowd boos loudly as Ryder puts the skateboard beside Seifer, and hops on. Blade kicks and hits the ropes on the board sending him back to the other ropes kicking again to gain speed as he passes Seifer. Coming back with speed now Ryder Blade jumps off the skateboard and lays an elbow in the center of Seifer Black's chest. Ryder covers as a referee comes blasting down the entrance ramp. Ryder hooks the leg and the ref slides into the ring with speed for the count. Axel Reid: What an opportune moment for the official to make an appearance. Seifer deserves better he can't loose like this. He's worked too hard, this smug little brat doesn't deserve this. Ruby Parvati:He's about to show you why he's the UNDISPUTED champion of cool. 1 2 3!!!!!!!! ? KICKOUTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ruby Parvati:NO! Blade almost had this. What a crisp technical maneuver, but somehow Seifer has found a way to power out. Axel Reid:I think the belt to the skull, and skateboard to the head than that elbow. No one is ever going to take Ryder Blade serious if he acts like this and backs it up with the poor sportsmanship in the ring. Ryder Blade is shocked his jaw drops as the fans erupt for Seifer Black. Blade shakes his head he smirks as he spins his finger to the crowd signaling for The Swirly. Blade grabs Seifer, and Seifer delivers a forearm in return sending VOW's teen superstar back. Seifer is quick with the machine gun chops lighting the youngster up. Axel Reid:Seifer Black is recovering from those cheap shots, and Ryder is in trouble. Sefier smiles and BACKFIST TO THE FUTURE! Ryder Crumbles to the mat like a ton of bricks. Seifer Black looks down at the fallen Ryder Blade and makes the cover. 1 2 Seifer pulls Ryder Blade up long before the three count shaking his head. Axel Reid: Sefier Black wants to do some damage! Black pulls Ryder up to his feet, and Ryder slams his arm up into Black's balls. Black kneels over as the ref speaks to Ryder who shoves him away as if he didn't do anything wrong. Seifer notices Ryder Blade at the last second and swings him into the ropes. Black ducks down for a backdrop to buy some time., Blade flies over the back, grabs the thighs on the way to the mat rolling trough forcing Seifer into a pin. 1 2 3? ?!!!!!!!!!! Seifer kicks Blade off of him, bit it's too late. Ruby Parvati: Ryder Blade has done it. He has beat Seifer Black. Axel Reid: He just got him Seifer Black was robbed! DING! DING! DING! Jerry Heisenberg: Here is your winner! RYDER BLADE! Axel Reid: FADE TO BLACK! Seifer delivers The Fade to Black right after the bell rings and Ryder lies in the mat in a heap his championship just out of reach. Ruby Parvati: Get security! What the hell does he think he is doing assaulting Blade after the bell this is just ridiculous something needs to be done. Seifer picks up Ryder Blade with anger and does it again. Another Fade to Black. Ruby Parvati: STOP IT! That's two Fade to Black. He is going to end the champs career, just like this psycho did to Edward Myers. Seifer picks up Ryder again, some members in the crowd are still cheering, but the majority have decided he's had enough and remain silent. Ryan Omega: SEIFER BLACK! Ryan Omega appears on stage, the New York crowd cheers for his arrival as Seifer drops Ryder Blade who falls down to the mat. Ryan Omega: I think maybe you should leave for the evening. . . I think it is the best for the both you and the company Seifer. You need to relax. Go take a walk and cool off. Axel Reid: Seifer has to listen here and reason with Ryan Omega. Ruby Parvati: He won't, he is a crazed lunatic you and I both know that Axel. Ryder is slowly pulling himself to his feet with the ropes gripping his championship tight. Ryan Omega: Now, please Seifer do the right thing and step out the ring. Go take a walk and cool down, go back to the hotel for the night and relax. You can't assault VOW talent like this without repercussions, and I will be forced to do that if you don’t leave right. . . Before Ryan Omega can finish his sentence Seifer Black hits FADE TO BLACK one more time sending the champion of cool hard to the mat. The impact causes Ryder to bounce out of the ring. Ryan Omega: NOW! Leave now Seifer. Black smiles as the crowd cheers and he steps through the ropes. Axel Reid: Seifer Black snapped right there. I don't know if Ryder Blade is going to make it to Fate of the God's after suffering three Fade to Black's in a row. Seifer walks past Ryan Omega who follows him to the back. Ruby Parvati: It's just another example of the power slipping away. Just like The Orphanage is telling us.
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Post by Ryan Omega on May 14, 2015 0:27:44 GMT -6
The Love Triangle Saga Continues We cut backstage to the interview area where we see Darius Yates standing by with a microphone in hand. Darius Yates: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my two special guests at this time, VoW Xcel Champion, Stacy Jones and her student, Katie Moicelle... The camera pans out a little to show Stacy Jones dressed in a pair of black leather high heeled boots, a pair of black skin tight leather trousers, a black “First Strike” T-shirt and a black leather jacket with her Xcel title draped over her shoulder, standing beside her, still dressed in her wrestling gear is Katie Moicelle. Darius Yates: Thanks for joining me ladies, and I’m going to start with you Stacy if I may...and my first question is simple, First Strike, what’s it all about? Stacy Jones: As if you need to ask me that question Darius? Yates goes to respond but Jones cuts him off. Stacy Jones: Who does First Strike consist of? Darius Yates: Um...you...Seifer Black...Rayne Draven-Omega...and Reya Serra... Stacy Jones: Correct, and what do the four of us have in common? Darius Yates: You’ve all had issues with The Orphanage? Stacy Jones: Precisely, and you have just answered your own question. For too long now, The Orphanage have been attacking us and they’re always used the numbers game to their advantage. Not anymore, because now, if any of them even think about attacking one of us, the other three will be out there to make sure they fail to do so... Darius Yates: I see, well moving onto other business, rumours have been going rampant on social media that you apparently paid a visit to Girl Power Wrestling’s World Champion, Gaia Galanos during one of their shows in San Diego the other week where you offered to be her tag team partner for the tag team Main Event at the Fate of the Gods Pay-Per-View, is there any truth to these rumours? Stacy Jones: Yes it is true, I did go and speak to Ms Galanos about being her partner, she has yet to give me an answer but hopefully I will know in due time whether she has accepted my offer or not... Darius Yates: I’m sure it will be one exciting match if it were to happen, but now moving on to you Katie. At the last edition of Breakthrough you were fighting for the Zero Gravity Championship, do you somewhat feel as if there was a lot of pressure on you going into that match with it being only your third ever professional wrestling match? Katie Moicelle: I felt more nervous than usual that day, so I think so. I feel that I still need a lot of work before I should even be considered 'championship material,' or whatever it is they call it nowadays. But, hey, at least I can call myself a former number one contender, now. She laughs nervously and Yates nods, smiling. Darius Yates: Well do you believe the training of Stacy Jones has helped you? If so, how and what is she like as a trainer? Katie Moicelle: Yes, immensely so. She's a very decent, very beautiful person, and a great teacher at that. I really just can't say enough about Ms J. Oh, look at my cheeks, they must be...like, REALLY red. All three of them let out a small chuckle. Darius Yates: Well anyway, thank you ladies and we’ll look forward to seeing you both at Fate of the Gods... The two nod before walking off camera chatting too each other, the camera then pans to the other side of Yates as we see Tayla Williams appear beside him, glaring at her fiance and Moicelle as they leave. Darius Yates: Can I help you Tayla? Tayla Williams: Why are they together? Are they still training with each other? Darius Yates: Yes they are...why? Tayla Williams: Nothing...Katie’s going to wish she’d never been born! Williams then storms off camera leaving Yates on his own as we cut back to ringside.
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Post by Ryan Omega on May 14, 2015 0:36:35 GMT -6
Intro to Main Eventing (I): Immortality The Visionaries vocal audience inside the Carnesecca Arena were enjoying some down time between matches. Xcel Champion, Stacy Jones had just graced the screen, and before that Val’s first opponent in VOW, Ryder Blade, a man he oddly considered an ally, had just battled Seifer Black. There was a relaxed mood, vibrant, yet chilled. Jadeon Church and Chase Michaels are up next on the card, and that’s what the eager audience expected. But to their surprise instead of the pyro’s beginning the lights in the arena dramatically fade. Ten seconds elapse. Nothing. Building hype and momentum, the crowd cheers grow louder and louder until a single spotlight is shining to the right of the ramp, focusing on an empty, elevated platform. Cheers and a tense atmosphere rapidly build into a fever pitch. In the backstage area, Val is awaiting a cue to go out onto the stage, and on this occasion his new friend, Chris McCarthy, the main man behind the Intro to Wrestling website, was detailing every little piece of information that came his way. The African-American from the Bronx never thought an opportunity like this in his life would ever arise. The young male watched as Val had a production team swarming him, telling him how long he had out there with the fans. Val smiled throughout all of it, calm and relaxed as he always is with his fellow workers. You wouldn’t guess that Val was approaching the biggest night of his career. Chris McCarthy “Val, what is that?” Chris’s random questioning was by no means random. Val was fiddling with a small steel ball that was jostling between his fingers. Upon the cue to enter the arena, Val places it behind his ear and squeezes it. Val’s lightly toned black skin was replaced with a silver cast of his face that complimented his orange attire. Val turns, the silver never moved, Val had masked his emotion from Chris for this particular moment. Valquist “This will make them listen.” Chris had just noticed the fading in of Val’s theme song, We Own It by 2 Chainz and Wiz Khalifa, had begun to build hype. The audience reaction towards Val was significantly louder than usual. Val saunters onto the stage having given Chris nothing to give away and is left to watch on the backstage monitors with an all-business production staff that were nervous. Standing next to Chris is Darius Yates, VOW’s backstage interviewer, and a prominent member of the team. Chris McCarthy “Why’s everyone so nervous?” Darius Yates “This is a live show Chris, and Val’s not one for scripts. Nothing more nerve destroying than these wrestlers believing their untouchable.” Chris McCarthy “Val’s not the guy to screw you guys over.” Darius Yates “Well it’s definitely high risk for high reward. But that’s not always the way.” Val’s theme had come to an end and the ovation he had gotten was increasingly favourable. Night four back in the Visionaries of Wrestling, Chris believed that his website was part of the reasoning behind Val’s resurgence leading into this match, but the humble Brooklyn boy kept that thought to himself. Val waited in the spotlight for well over a minute, the crowd perplexed by the silver cast of Val’s head covering his real face. The intense lighting radiated from Val’s oiled body, creating an admirable statue like form, for women and men alike to appreciate. Val soaked up the heat from the crowd, playing them by simply standing still, doing the bare minimum, but knowing how to work the crowd he placed a microphone under his lips, building up to the moment where he would speak. Valquist “Be the first and last you. Stand by a measure of your own worth. Be Full Measures. A rallying cry, a way of life. It’s what I’ve preached, and it’s whole heartedly what I mean. Words are eluding, to those without patience or care, to those with an inward looking, selfish core. Words, are truthful, but it’s the face that sells and convinces. My name is Valquist, words are my weapons. My words are what matter.” Val slowly placed the microphone down, leading into an appropriate amount of claps and cheers from the audience. This was the first time ever Val had cut a live promo for the VOW crowd, but you’d never know it considering the calmness of Val’s approach. After ten seconds ringing in the cheers, Val raises the microphone again. Valquist “Humanity are defined by their words. Historically, words are binding, whether from Holy Scriptures, to box office sensations. Catchphrases, soundbites, memorable speeches, they live longer than the person speaking the words. Words are immortal, they are action and the beating heart behind our understanding. They sell you on every story you’ve ever read, they are a necessity. But words are often ignored, the incriminating, deceitful and judgemental side of humanity means that by choice we choose to ignore, even in truth, placing a veil over reality. We believe we can choose are realities by investing in faith, or science, by government, education and institution. We believe our heartbeats are different, and that we like words are invincible to time. All of us, by are nature, are in some ways corrupted, and loathsome to our fellow man. Words are binding, at least in my eyes. They hold bigger weight than the actions of men and women in the ring, because to become victorious we must believe our words. On this day, my words are what matter.” Val begins to walk away from the podium, and saunters to the ring where he circles the apron like a ravenous shark in bloody waters. Circling and circling, Val keeps his concentration despite the fans at ringside doing all they can to distract himself and the cameramen. Valquist “My sole reason for being, my reason for existence amongst the Visionaries, is to lead them, and be the prophet that shepherds them towards enlightenment. Wrestling, its people, its organisers, there is a broken truth. A broken reality. Most drawn in deep waters. The weight of expectation, having learnt from experience, can sometimes be too much to handle. My enlightenment is no fantasy, but a reality that will earn everyone genuine improvement. Wrestlers of all shapes and ages, we fight to reach the summit of each mountain put before us. Some lack ability, others the longevity, others lose their motivation and inspiration. A few twisted spirits remain intact. Having served this industry with my life, I often find it is those who have endured the longest paths reveal their wicked scars. Not by choice, because weakness is not what we wrestlers ever want to show, is it? No, their scars are revealed and broken down by the Vultures that pick and claw at the carcasses of federations. Wrestling, it is as combustible as the most unstable nuclear element. When something is gone, it remains buried forever, and from a lifetime of experience, the hardest part is keeping a hold of the mementos of the past because much like gravity, each achievement and title loses its weight with time. No matter how good one man or a group is, we all yearn because the unavoidable truth is that we fade not by choice, but because we allow the Vultures to rip and claw until there is only bone and dust. Vultures do not care for the land, they desecrate it. They leave only a trail of blood in their path of vile hunger. You, the Visionaries that flock here, you can see those with meat between their teeth. You can see those who are dishonest, you know what you want and need from this souring business, and eventually the evil is purged. VOW has become my home, and I stand before you a free man, an honest man, who has been given the chance to main event Breakthrough, with one message. I will not allow my new home be torched. Wrestling never lasts, but as long as Valquist is here, this company will not succumb to the finality of all those before it. An end.” Val eventually slides into the ring, his silver face plate staying in tact as he turns to the fans facing the cameras who give Val a roaring ovation. For a third time, Val signals when he is going to speak by raising the microphone. Valquist “No Vulture will feed in these lands. No wrestler will be denied a passage of their own enlightenment. If this were a declaration, I would scream to the rafters that wrestling here, in a land of great Vision, will not be hampered by the Vultures. I promise to lead and aspire, to pledge honesty, and leave no man between my path and it’s eventually. A Phoenix, valiant.” Val pressed against his right ear and powered down the silver cast, revealing his actual face, his brown piercing eyes, and a strained voice that was emotive and passionate. Valquist “The Valquist sees clearly his path, an end to the un-turning road, but I see it only as a beginning of my second chapter. Valquist, purging the lands of Vultures, Brett Carson and an unwelcome Orphanage. Fulfilling an Infinite legacy. Champion.” With words of intent and aspiration, the singular spotlight fades on Val, leaving the Carnesecca Arena in a state of darkness. A jubilant fan base cheered heavily, but they did not expect to see Valquist in the ring when the lights returned, and they were not wrong. The ring was empty. Val the Vanishing, was no more.
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Post by Ryan Omega on May 14, 2015 0:39:08 GMT -6
Jaedon Church vs Chase Michaels "Hunt You Down" plays and a spotlight scans the crowd until it stops on Chase who's standing in crowd near one of the entrances with the hood of his hoodie up. Chase stands at the top of the stairs as Connors appears behind him, they slowly make their way down the stairs through the crowd before Chase vaults over the secuirty barricade and then rolls under the bottom rope while Connors makes his way through the time keepers area. Connors stands in the ring while Chase proceeds to climb the turnbuckle and raise his arms outstretched in a cocky fashion before stepping down and taking his hood off and handing it to Connors who takes it and makes his way down the ring steps while Chase waits on his opponent. Jerry Heisenberg: The following contest is scheduled for one fall under a fifteen minute time limit. First in the ring, accompanied by his manager, Harvey Connors. He stands 6’1” and weighs in at 230 lbs... Wrestling out of Horsham, England by way of Dallas, Texas. This is “The Wolf” Chase Michaels!!! The lights at the arena go out, rendering the flashlights of the fans' cameras the only source of light in the area. A few seconds into the complete blackout, the intro to Blessthefall's "You Wear a Crown But You're No King" begins to echo through the speakers and at that exact time, the lights start to flicker in a quick pace. The fans, knowing full well what is going to happen next, start to show their dismay by filling the theater with a chorus of boos. Even though the atmosphere was anything but pleasant, Jaedon Church steps into the view, holding his head down. He stops at the stage, deep in thought. As he stands there, he slowly begins to lift his head up as a sinister smile creeps upon his lips. Jaedon begins descending down the ramp while he is introduced in an official capacity. Jerry Heisenberg: And his opponent, making his way to the ring. Standing 6’2” and weighing in at 217 lbs. Wrestling out of Detroit, Michigan. He is “The Necessary Evil” Jaedon Church!!! Having reached the end of the ramp by the time his introduction is over, Jaedon walks up the cold steel stairs. Subsequently, he climbs to the top turnbuckle, spreading his arms and shouting loudly while looking up at the ceiling. Once done, Jaedon descends from the turnbuckle onto the apron. As a sign of his agility, he slingshots himself over the top rope and into the ring, causing a small thud to sound off as he lands in the ring. Not losing his focus for a single second, Jaedon walks over to one of the four corners and grabs the top ropes on each of his sides, then leaning forward. While doing so, Church patiently waits for his entrance music to fade out and the lights to go back to normal. Axel Reid: Here we go a little bit of a grudge match of sorts. Jaedon Church going one-on-one with “The Wolf” Chase Michaels. These two have been going back and forth on Twitter and neither man is looking to back down and that’s what we like to see in Visionaries of Wrestling. Two men with differences to settle and ready to go into the ring to find out who is the man of his word. The bell rings after the official checks both men and Church and Michaels start to circle around each other before locking up. Axel Reid: This contest is underway as The Wolf powers the slightly ligher Harbinger towards the ropes and the ref is already counting for a break. 1... 2... 3... Both men let go as Michaels goes for a knife edged chop, but Church scouts it and spins out of the ropes as Michaels is now against them. Ruby Parvati: A little game of switcheroo now. And gross.... Axel Reid: That was disgusting. Jaedon Church just spat in the face of Chase Michaels. That is the tactic of a man with no honor. Classless. The fans boo in reaction as Chase Michaels slides out of the ring and wipes the saliva off his face. The ref talks with Church and gestures that he is warning him about the spit. Axel Reid: Notice the referee is not making a count. I think he’s allowing Chase Michaels to cool off on the outside after that one and I think it’s the right call. Michaels then jumps up on the apron and steps back in the ropes, shooting a deathly glare over to Church. Both men tie up in a collar and elbow again. Axel Reid: Quick transition into the side headlock by Michaels who at this point probably is not Jaedon Church’s biggest fan. Church then pushes Michaels into the ropes who starts sprinting. The Wolf hops over Church who hits the floor. Michaels crosses the ring one more time to get met by a hiptoss from Church. Axel Reid: Here we go. Michaels back up to his feet but now down with an arm drag. And up again, yet another arm drag from Church who now is trying to seperate Michael’s shoulder. Ruby Parvati: Chase Michaels is no stranger to physical matches. He has made a name for himself at the expense of pain in WWA, NWA, and WCF. He’s had countless rivalries with the likes of Ryan Omega and Seifer Black. If there is anybody in VoW who will thrive in the physicality of this match, it’s Chase Michaels. Michaels fights up to a vertical base and Church responds by twisting and wrenching this arm. Axel Reid: Chase Michaels reminds me alot of “The Silver Knight” Matt Slater in many ways. Neither man may agree on what constitutes a code of honor, but both men are perfectionists in the art of technical wrestling. They are mat based, they know a wealth of submission holds. Ruby Parvati: But Matt Slater never had a tenacious side. He couldn’t find his aggressive side and that’s what sets Chase Michaels apart. Axel Reid: I could concur but that aggressive side has cost Chase Michaels the chance to have been Zero Gravity Champion twice over and possibly the Xcel Champion. Church grounds Michaels and runs the ropes to plant a knee drop in The Wolf’s face. Axel Reid: Such a smashmouth offense by Jaedon Church. This aggression could get him far in Visionaries of Wrestling. Ruby Parvarti: And so it should. I admire this cutthroat, ruthless behavior. I have no doubts in my mind that he could be a future contender for the World Visionaries Championship. Ryan Omega, Sky Sangue, Stefan Frei need to take notice of this guy. Before Ruby can finish her sentence, Church hits a vicious running neck whip to a seated Chase. Axel Reid: Church now with the cover. Lateral press. 1... KICKOUT! Axel Reid: Chase Michaels is a veteran of the sport, his years in the business are a testament to his resiliency. Michaels pulls himself up by the ropes but Church gets him in the corner and blasts him out with a knife edged chop. Michaels staggers out looking as if he’s out of breath. He falls to his knees and into the opposite corner seated. Ruby Parvati: Well this isn’t looking good for Michaels. Church stalks Michaels who kicks him in the knee while using the middle ropes for balance. Axel Reid: Michaels may be able to take control here. Church takes exception to the kick and knife edge chops Michaels again after he’s able to stand and snapmares him out of the corner. Axel Reid: Oh come on, Church laying Michaels back and pressing his boot against his throat!!! The ref is about to count the illegal maneuver, but Church jumps up and drives another knee drop into the face of Michaels. Ruby Parvati: That could easily dislocate a jaw right there, but it’s a price of being in this sport. Axel Reid: Another cover from Church. 1... 2... KICKOUT! Church pulls Michaels up to his feet and trash talks him before whipping him at the ropes. Church goes for a dropkick, but Michaels hooks his arms around the ropes to save his skin. The Harbinger than charges with a clothesline knocking both men out of the ring, but Church holds onto the rope and flips himself back into the ring. Ruby Parvati: That is a display of athleticism. Wait what’s this! Jaedon Church goes for a slingshot plancha to Michaels on the outside, but The Wolf sidesteps it. 1... Axel Reid: Chase Michaels knew what was coming and he got out of the way. Jaedon Church just crashed to the floor. This something that could easily turn the tides in this match and Michaels needs to capitalize on this moment right here. 2... Michaels starts a succession of shoot kicks to the abdominal region of The Harbinger. 3... 4... Michaels rolls Church back into the ring and rolls in after him. Axel Reid: Chase Michaels with the cover now. 1... 2... KICKOUT! Axel Reid: Michaels looking firmly in control as he pulls Church up, whips him into the ropes and a vicious kitchen sink. Ruby Parvati: Jaedon Church just did a full flip over Michaels’ knee. Axel Reid: Michaels with another cover now. 1... 2... KICKOUT! Michaels doesn’t allow Church to get up as he locks him in a body scissors. Ruby Parvati: Church swinging his elbows back at Michaels in desperation, trying to get out of the hold and He sits up but wait. Axel Reid: This is the technical prowess of Chase Michaels he’s transitioning into a full nelson camel clutch and he’s pulling back hard on Church’s jaw. Ruby Parvati: The official checks Church, and Church refuses to submit. His arms not able to tap, but he has the verbal ability to say he submits, but he’s refusing to say it. He has a point to prove and Michaels realizing this submission is getting him nowhere right now. Axel Reid: Maybe not this second, but there was a lot of torque on the neck and back of The Harbinger. Michaels may very well be targeting it for the rest of the match. Michaels starts hitting vicious shoot kicks to the back of Church and picks him up placing his head between his thighs. Axel Reid: What’s he going for here? Michaels lifts Church up and powerbombs him on his knee. Church starts flopping around the ring as if he were electrocuted and Michaels knee buckled when Church was driven on it. Axel Reid: Both men are down! Ruby Parvati: I thought this company was about health and welfare! After moments of them rolling around on the canvas both men get back up and trade shots until they’re back at a vertical base but Michaels kicks church in the gut doubing him over and goes for the underhook. Axel Reid: Double underhook backbreaker. And Michaels knee seems to collapse as he throws himself ontop of Church. 1... 2... 3??? NO! KICKOUT! Ruby Parvati: Church is able to fight out of it. Axel Reid: And Michaels with another body scissors. He’s really cranking on the pressure. Ruby Parvati: But Jaedon Church with some punches getting Michaels to release the hold. They’re up their feet. Axel Reid: But Michaels now chopping Church into the corner and some more kicks to the mid section. He whips Church to the opposite corner. Charges. The Harbinger able to get his boot up and connect it with The Wolf’s face. Ruby Parvati: And know he’s looking to go up top. Michaels looks at Church and sees him up top so he grabs Church’s foot and pulls him off his perch and hits him with a thrust kick to the chest on his way down. Church falls to the canvas, but Michaels picks him back up. Axel Reid: Michaels locking in what looks like a cobra clutch and he lofts Church up and another backbreaker. Lateral press grinding his forearm in Church’s face. 1... 2... KICKOUT! Ruby Parvati: That was a cocky pin by Michaels, but at this stage in his game he has every right to be cocky. Axel Reid: And knee drop to Church’s back. It’s a solid game plan by Michaels. Go for the back do anything you can do to wear down a certain area of your opponent’s body. This is what makes Chase Michaels a great technical wrestler. Ruby Parvati: And he pulls up Church by the hair and what’s this? Some strange submission hold that’s curving Jaedon’s spine backwards. Michaels locks in a Gory Special as Church screams in pain and agony. Axel Reid: Chase Michaels is virtually an encyclopedia on pain. If it’s a form of offense he knows it. Even in his veteran years, he is still a student of the game. If it can break you, Michaels knows it. Michaels slides Church forward for a pin attempt. 1... 2... KICKOUT! Axel Reid: One thing that has to be eating at Michaels has to be the resiliency by Jaedon Church. Pin attempt after pin attempt and Church will not give up. It’s astounding. Michaels takes a moment to argue with the ref which is allowing Church the opportunity to get up. Ruby Parvati: This is most definitely not a good idea. Church gets behind Michaels and spins him around. He slaps Michaels across the face and shoves him into the corner. Michaels immediately charges out but The Harbinger grabs him and spins around hitting a reverse STO into the turnbuckles. Ruby Parvati: Black Days are upon us! Michaels staggers up and backwards from the impact with the turnbuckles. Church grabs and spins him pulling him on his shoulders in a fireman’s carry position. He sneers out to the audience who start jeering him. Before he tosses Michaels forward with a vicious punt kick to the forehead. Church then falls to his knees and collapses forward on top of his fallen oppoenent. Ruby Parvati: Go 2 Church. Is this it? 1... 2... 3??? YES 3! “You Wear A Crown But You’re No King” plays over the arena as Church falls backwards and holds his hands up. The arena starts booing as he gets up to his feet and looks down to his fallen Twitter rival. Jerry Heisenberg: Here is your winner, Jaedon Church! Axel Reid: This was an interesting match. Early on, It was that man with his hand getting raised, Jaedon Church with a near unstoppable offence, but he took a risk on the outside which threw control of the match in to the court of Chase Michaels. Ruby Parvati: But all that experience wasn’t able to get Chase Michaels the W today as he ate a size 11.5.
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Post by Ryan Omega on May 14, 2015 0:42:30 GMT -6
Intro to Main Eventing (II): Inspiration
Chris McCarthy “It’s yo’ boy Chris McCarthy, and the dream just keeps getting bigger. Again, I’ve been giving the luxury of being able to sit in the melting pot of the wrestling world, seeing how this world I love operates. Let’s make no illusion about it. This is a hard life. Production crews bust their asses every single day, there are production teams running all about the place, there’s a team of people that deal with ring attires, and my oh my, these guys spent their time rehearsing their moves. It is a well drilled operation, and it should be. This is after all a business, and we as wrestling fans like to treat it as an elevated form, but that’s what it’s like here. It’s treated like a business. Every action, no matter how small or large, is done with the interests of the business at large. These guys here don’t mess around, so that’s why I’ve taken up a quiet spot at the rear of the Carnesecca Arena because I’m not contracted here, I’ve just got a guy in my corner pulling the strings. Val’s got some weight around here, and that brings me onto something that I was really surprised about. Not about the amount of pull, but I was enlightened about how the wrestlers interact, how they function alongside the guys and gals that really do pull their weight.
For those listeners on an Intro to Wrestling, there is a lot of dedication towards the Visionaries of Wrestling as of late, and the latest article details my time in Infinity City. I got the chance to talk with Mr. Donald Osman, the only and only, the ever powerful television executive that brought Infinity Wrestling to the forefront of the world. I briefly got to speak with Val’s father, Oria, a stern figure that gave me all of thirty seconds in his presence. There’s a ton of photos from the Infinite city, but the feature is all about when after ten days I finally got to sit down with Valquist about all things VOW, his first main event match against Brett Carson, and his struggles in the world. The important issue Val made clear from the offset is that it is hard to find a home in wrestling, it’s even harder to find a friend for the road. It’s a lonely world because a slit throat competition means that trusting your loyalties with a guy looking to stamp on you virtually never comes across. Val had that guy in his life, Isis Derrida, but as Val kept mentioning. Nothing lasts forever.
What got me, was a lack of association that wrestlers live by. There is very little crossover. Val said he considers Ryder Blade an ally, even though they only have a bit of fun on their social network accounts, and when it comes to praise, Val said no wrestler had ever reached out and complimented him on his work. He said it’s just the nature of the business. Nobody, ever, wants to look weak. Then Val told me about this one guy, a newbie to VOW, Cameron Behringer, who messaged him saying that he likes his work in the ring. Val was surprised, but I was more so, simply because when you get past the production side of things, wrestlers are so distant from one another, there is nothing but hostility. Nothing but the expectation of an event, a coming together turning sour. It kinds of makes the educated wrestling fan believe that the business is made to feel if the approach by those in the world, its expansive universe, only have destruction on their minds. Survival of the fittest, that aged saying, is more than appropriate. Instead of building a community, wrestlers just want to knock guys down the ladder for personal gain. Instead of building each other up, they’d happily dispose of them in a firing line.
Val pulled no punches and said that he regrets the state of wrestling in his home, and around the world, and genuinely believes that he can be a catalyst for change, so we devised a plan for his first main event. I said that seeing as how there is an added importance against Brett Carson, which we should educate the fans about what it takes to make it. An introduction to wrestling of sorts.
Introduction to Main Eventing.
That’s what we settled on. Val wants to be a teacher, a vessel for enlightenment, so I suggest we run a clinic at Breakthrough, the essentials for making the most of being at the top of the ladder. We as a community on the forums understand what we want to see, and me and Val agreed on the same three measures to incorporate at the show. Step one, the promo. Go out to the live audience, something Val’s never done in VOW, and speak his mind. Throw out a twist, have Val wear something that would detract from his face, and place focus on his words. Make a promise, unveil Val’s path for all to see, and see if anybody or anything was strong enough to derail him. Like Brett Carson, throw out an open challenge. If anybody thinks they’re good enough to stop me in my tracks, then damn well prove it.
Step two, the hype. Use the internet to gather new viewers and followers, so all eyes are on Val for step one. Use the leverage provided in the main event time to eat up all the available air-time as possible, to send a positive message about wrestling. Use a keen young wrestling addict to get the word out that something big is going down. Let the world know that know Carson has brought forth Valquist, that this is where Val belongs, always. Prove your worth by taking it old school, speaking without cue cards or a script. Going out there and laying everything on the line. Live in the moment and make millions beat to the same bang of your drum. Leave with a grand proclamation, leaving the fellow wrestlers on notice about their futures. Make them realise that it’s time to put up or shut up, raise their game or be left in the sun to shrivel.
Step three, put the exclamation point at the end of all you’ve done. Add drama and story to the words spoken out in the ring. Lock it down that what you’re saying is legit. Make big of your claim. That is in essence wrestling. Entertain in the ring, go big outside of it. Be a role model, or despised. Val wanted to go old school for tonight, for he told me that from what he’s seen here, there’s too much of one thing in VOW that he’d like to change when he becomes the standard bearer of the federation.
Irrelevance.
Wrestlers refer to it as character building, but all us on the forums see is a glorified waste of time. Well, that’s a bad term of phrase, but we’d rather focus on conflict in the ring. This isn’t the set of Jerry Springer or the Real Sluts of New Jersey, this is professional wrestling. This is an entertainment history, laden with a golden path, but squandered by the talent that walks a top the steps, some preaching nothing more than a stain of mediocrity. These three steps bring it back to basics, and that’s where Val best operates. He’s comfortable in the ring, and outside of it, but he’s not petty enough to get caught up in some high school drama. It’s called priorities, and most of you on the forums agree that this is what we’d like to see. An ass-kicker, a legion of them on the roster, doing just that. The filler in between should be geared at promoting the fights for the rest of the night, or doing what happens in matches. More intensity, more fighting. Val smiled at the end of this, with sincerity, and confidently said;
There’s no Half Measures, just Full Measures.
Like the theme he wants to install, of wrestling purity, that line too was an old school throwback when Val was a few years younger, at the height of his prominence alongside Isis Derrida. Back then Val was full of soundbites and catchphrases, even a full on paragraph that he and Isis would say in unison before every match. None know this, why would they? The VOW audience doesn’t know of Val’s past, and after listening to Brett Carson’s investigation in a lengthy audio recording, it would appear that Carson and his company of friends are really stretching far and wide to make a compelling argument of their own. Val, like the common man, has removed himself from most politics, but I’m getting the increased feeling as the night progresses that there is genuine optimism that he’s won this political fight. There’s no doubt he’s gotten, or is going to give, the attention to the person he really wants in that ring. Even if he is the so called flavour of the month, Val on this occasion has become a product of another’s adventure and stimulus.
Brett is a product of the real wrestling community, much like Val, they keep it professional, albeit the vastly differential usage of grammar and wording, but in the ring both are machines to their trade. Part the reason Val’s insistence on all things wrestling was purely because that is what tonight is about. The crowd know it, why do you think they gave him such an open armed approval. These poor fans must witness so many come through that curtain, and only see a very few of them make it. Val, I guess, is at that stage where they’re willing to throw their weight behind him if his commitment is genuine, and that’s what he offered them tonight. A pledge to remain now that he has seen the end goal for his path. There was much pessimism surrounding his return, as we all know. He left on a sour note, heavily criticising the company for failing to see his talent, and to a degree he still believes it. But he’s come back a stronger vessel, long removed from a break up in a tag team that had consumed his identity. He’s undefeated, in his eyes, eager not to count his past, shameful that a period of darkness, both in Infinity, and a personal sphere, could put a damp patch on an otherwise gleeful period for the in-form competitor right now.
No doubt, there is a hidden respect between the two men, but let’s round this all up because yes it does all interlink. Far removed wrestlers, unable to form lasting bonds, in wrestling federations that they don’t believe will last, fighting over prizes they know will fade with time, often struggle in a world where these is little to no praise, a world they are continually down played, and struggle to find a state of permanence. I’ve spoken to some of the wrestlers, they all agree. This is perhaps a lonely world, and that behind the curtain, they don’t bond over their achievements like us, the fans of the product that often idolise and immortalise these competitors. The only lasting connection is with the fans, and with personal family. Val is no different, a product from a broken home, separated from the one’s he loves, and at forty years old chasing a dream that younger athletes such as Ryder Blade do not believe he is capable of running. All seems desperate and worrying lonely, and here’s wondering why in age of no regulation, there wasn’t more steroid usage in the 1980’s.
If there was one lesson that a new listener will take away from this edition of Intro to Wrestling, where I’ve looked at the main-event scene in regards of tonight, it’s this. It’s these main event guys that are often subjected to the loneliest lifestyles, chasing a dream so hard that only a handful ever make it. They exist, as Val has put to me this week, in a world with swirling Vultures, and that it is no surprise that it is these scavenging birds that possess the prize in Val’s line of sight. This is no place of permanence, nothing lasts, and if you’re gone for more than five seconds, it’s as if you’ve never existed. That’s the most prominent reason why Val was so hesitant about re-joining on a fulltime basis. It’s not an easy world to operate in, most the time from what I hear about these wrestlers, they’re usually swimming just their heads above water, always on the verge of drowning. Sinking under the burden of showing up once a fortnight, and drowning because of expectations that are solely placed on their own shoulders, because as Val says, it’s Full Measures or nothing.
That’s why main events are important, and why Valquist and Brett Carson will give nothing but their best, because in a world of murky waters and constant disappointment, given the opportunity to close a show and be the headline act is justification for all of that torture these guys put themselves through. It’s a shining ray of light for Valquist in a new world where he is trying his upmost to ensure that this time around he is a disappointment. Being in the main event is huge because it means that there is that level of trust, and from this, a platform to build for in the future. Brett’s been there before, and he is a worthy opponent, a veteran of the game here, and for once, these people are seeing a new flame arise, finally one of the many have made it to the pinnacle.
From here, should Val continue his path, I see no going back. From a selfish standpoint, it can’t go back, or I’ll once again be spending my weekends at home, having to endure Muma McCarthy’s rants and whelps. Now that Brett has given Val an inroad to the place he wants to be, Valquist has no intention of leaving his new perch. There are clearer skies from above, and now Val has peered behind the clouded waters, he can see clearly his destiny.”
Just as Chris was about to wrap up the show, the microphone pop filter was torn away from the mic, a table falls and there is a huge crashing noise. Steel and bone connect, violent screeching for the listener of Chris’s podcast to endure. Fumbling and crawling happen, leaving an eerie silence until Chris begins couching in the background, his pale voice distorted due to being a far from the recording equipment. Fumbling ensues until the podcast halts abruptly. There is no fade, just a sudden cut. The live broadcast on the Intro to Wrestling site suddenly cuts. The Visionaries universe left wondering the truth behind the situation.
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Post by Ryan Omega on May 14, 2015 0:46:40 GMT -6
Poker Face Neptune is on his phone, looking like he’s real focused on what he’s seeing. He’s backstage with his tag team partner Mattaki Fukushuu. They’re in a corridor with some staff going about their business. The “Thunder Dragon” is staring at his “Lightning Monkey” with a smile on his face. Neptune notices him and seems puzzled. Neptune: What is it? Mattaki: You’re so bad at holding a poker face. It must be a special skill to not be able to do that. At. All. Neptune lowers his phone, stunned. Neptune: Huh? Why would I have a poker face on? Are you crazy? You been drinking too much Red Bull again? I told you it’s not good for you! Mattaki puts his hand out, palm up, and Neptune stares back at him. Feels like a power struggle. Then, with a sigh, Neptune puts his phone in Mattaki’s hand. Mattaki checks it out. Mattaki: Well, what do you know? You’re on that website again buying… Project Snakehead merchandise? Why are you buying that? We have those already. Neptune shakes his head. Neptune: Those are not the official ones! Those are fan made! They’re waaaaay better than the ones the official shop sells! Mattaki is surprised and has a closer look at the photos on the phone. Mattaki: Hmm… yeah, I can see what you mean. Neptune nods proudly. Neptune: I know, right? Once we become champions, I’m so getting those guys to design something even cooler for us! It’ll be sick! Mattaki grins at his monkey as he hands the phone back to him. At that very moment, Nezumi Tanaka shows up, looking sharp in his suit. Mattaki: Speaking of sick… What do you want, Tanaka? Nezumi Tanaka throws a death glare at Mattaki before taking a breath and smiling at his ‘boys’. Tanaka: I thought you two would like to have some special boost before your match up. Neptune frowns at their manager. Neptune: You old fool, do we look like we need some sort of weird drug to have an edge? We got this! Tanaka: I’m not talking about drugs, boy. I’m talking about an old Japanese tradition! Mattaki raises an eyebrow, curious. Mattaki: And what is this Japanese tradition? Nezumi Tanaka displays his usual Cheshire Cat-like grin and takes the Project Snakehead team back to their locker room. Mattaki and Neptune exchange a glance, both wondering what this tradition is all about. They finally get to the locker room and as they enter, they can see what Nezumi Tanaka has set-up. Mattaki: You’ve got to be kidding… Neptune’s eyes get big. Neptune: No waaaaay… Tanaka’s grin intensifies. Tanaka: It’s… KARAOKE TIME! The screen is ready to display the lyrics, the audio system is good to go, and there’s a heavy catalog of songs just waiting to be sung. Dai and Taro are also there, ready to back up Project Snakehead with some good harmony vocals! Mattaki: Tanaka… Seriously? Tanaka: Hey, what’s the matter? You were saying you wanted to chill out before this match. What better way to chill out than to sing a song or two? Come on, you guys got time. Besides, if you’re good… I might get you a record deal! Imagine the amount of money I could make! Mattaki narrows his eyes at the sneaky manager. Mattaki: You mean WE could make, right? Tanaka laughs nervously. Tanaka: Oh, yes… that’s what I mean. We. Mattaki shakes his head. Mattaki: Look, I don’t care about your scheme. Project Snakehead doesn’t do karao--- Neptune: Ooh! They have Taylor Swift’s song on here!! I’m calling dibs on this one! Neptune, smiling, grabs a microphone ready to sing. Mattaki sighs but he is also cracking a little smile. Mattaki: Of course… Tanaka looks happy with himself.
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Post by Ryan Omega on May 14, 2015 0:48:50 GMT -6
Project Snakehead vs Ziu Zhong & Patrick Jones “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. 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. Jerry Heisenberg: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall under a thirty minute time limit. First in the ring, standing 6’3” and weighing in at 235 lbs. Wrestling out of Louisville, Kentucky. Patrick Jones! The arena descends into darkness and the sound of a picture being taken on a camera echoes throughout the arena. A quick flash lights up the titantron like a jolt of electricity before immediately disappearing again. Ziu’s smiling face in a still photo appears on the screen as the “Selfie song” by Mippey5 begins to play over the PA system. “I’m bored, so I’ma take a selfie I’m obsessed; it’s unhealthy Click, share. I don’t care that I’m a man I’ma take another pic and I’ma post to instagram.” Various selfies that Ziu has taken throughout his wrestling career begin to flash up on the screen, one by one. Ziu sprints out on to the stage and throws both hands in the air at the top of the ramp. Wearing his usual sea blue attire, ZG title and a “MR SELFIE” t shirt, he looks side to side and takes in the atmosphere. The crowd are on their feet, especially the younger fans that love Mr. Selfie. The electricity in the building gives Ziu even more adrenaline and he decides to jog to both sides of the stage to throw both hands in the air again. Jerry Heisenberg: And his tag team partner, standing 6’1” and weighing 234 lbs. He is the Zero Gravity Champion, “Mr. Selfie” Ziu Zhong! The Centipede then makes his way down the ramp, pausing to take ‘selfies’ with his fans with the polaroid camera that always accompanies him to the ring. He hands over the printed pictures to his admiring fans as soon as the picture is taken. The arena cameras search the crowd for fans posing for the viewers at home. Wacky faces are made, cheeky tongues are out and poses that could make front page magazines are all on show when Ziu is around. Finally, Ziu arrives at the bottom of the ramp and races through the bottom rope to enter the ring. With energy pumping through his veins, Ziu places the polaroid camera in one of the corners of the ring and jogs around, bouncing off the ropes in tandem with Patrick Jones to get ready for the match ahead. The lights start to flicker and the arena begins to fill with a thick fog as the sound of thunder rumbles over the pa system causing the arena to shake. Next an extremely loud clap of thunder is heard. The lights now stop flickering and stay on as “Asian Assassin” by Sick Beats replaces the sound of the thunder. Through the fog emerges Mattaki Fukushuu and Neptune who sprint down the rampway as Nezumi Tanaka slowly walks behind them. Jerry Heisenberg: And their opponents being led to the ring by their manager, Nezumi Tanaka... At a combined weight of 410 lbs. Mattaki Fukushuu and Neptune... Project Snakehead! Both members of Project Snakehead slide under the bottom rope at full speed then strike martial arts poses once inside. Outside the ring Tanaka strolls around the ringside area while inside the ring Project Snakehead focuses on their opponent's, staring a hole right through them. Axel Reid: The official is checking all for men as it looks like Patrick Jones will start out for his team, and after what looks like to be a rousing game of rock, paper, scissors... Neptune will start out for Project Snakehead The ref calls for the bell DING DING DING Axel Reid: Here we go a tag match between the number one contenders for the Twiin City Championships and their opponents, the number one contender for the Zero Gravity Championship along with the Zero Gravity Champion. Project Snakehead have been a tandem for quite sometime before they even came to VoW. Can the friendship between PJ and Mr. Selfie compete with that kind of experience? Neptune shoot kicks PJ’s thighs Ruby Parvati: Heavy offense by Neptune out of the starting gate. And no, I believe Project Snakehead will leave this match victorious. PJ is able to grab Neptune’s leg and takes him down for a dragon screw. PJ goes for a figure four Axel Reid: That’s the veteran experience of Patrick Jones, he knows Neptune’s offense is kick heavy so he’s looking to take out the legs, but wait what’s this? Ruby Parvati: Neptune kicks PJ lose and pulls for a small package 1 KICKOUT! Axel Reid: Nice counter by Neptune, but both men get back up to their feet. Neptune goes for a crescent kick, PJ ducks it and goes for a leg sweep, Neptune hops it and hits a jumping spin back kick knocking PJ back into his corner and Ziu makes the tag. Axel Reid: Tag made, Ziu Zhong is now the legal man. Zhong gets in and he locks up with Neptune. Side headlock. Neptune attempts a back body drop but can’t get the bigger man up Neptune kicks in the back of Ziu’s knee causing the release. Ruby Parvati: Such resourcefulness. Neptune runs the ropes and takes Ziu down with a spinning wheel kick. He makes the cover. 1... KICKOUT! Neptune teases a tag to Mattaki, but waves his finger at Ziu. Axel Reid: Neptune now taunting Ziu Zhong. There were heated words exchanged between Fukushuu and Zhong on Twitter thus making this an interesting rivalry. Ruby Parvati: Ziu looks around cautiously as he charges Neptune and takes him down with a clothesline Neptune back up, but another clothesline and a third. You can do this Neptune, keep believing. With Ziu going for a forth clothesline, Mattaki had stepped into the ring and he levels Ziu with a palm thrust to the forehead. Axel Reid: Mattaki Fukushuu with such a disrespectful pieface, stopping Zhong from capitalizing on Neptune. Mattaki steps back in his corner as PJ tries to step in but the ref stops him and the men argue as Neptune drags Ziu over to his corner Ruby Parvati: Not wise of PJ to argue with the referee. Mattaki grabs Ziu’s legs and holds them up at the top rope, Ziu upside down. Neptune walks the top rope and dives off with a double foot stomp. Ruby Parvati: Divine Trident! Mattaki tags in and hits a slingshot senton on ZZ. He lays back and hooks the legs. 1... 2... KICKOUT! Axel Reid: Not keeping the ZG Champ down. Mattaki pulls Ziu up and hits multiple forearm smashes. Thunder Dragon then whips Ziu into the ropes. Neptune kicks him in the spine launching him into a tiger bomb from Mattaki 1... 2... 3??? NO! KICKOUT! Axel Reid: Maybe Mattaki Fukushuu is realizing how tough an opponent, Ziu Zhong really is. PJ slaps the turnbuckle trying to will Double Z on. Mattaki climbs to the top rope as Neptune seems to be giving him a smile and gleaming eyes. Thunder Dragon attempts a moonsault, but ZZ gets his knees up. Axel Reid: Thunder Dragon just got stopped. Neptune rages in the corner, Nezumi slaps the apron and PJ amps up the crowd. Ziu hits a DDT on Mattaki then retreats to a corner. He waves Thunder Dragon up. Mattaki wills himself up as Mr. Selfie launches forward an spears him. Ziu then goes to spring off the ropes, but Nezumi grabs his ankle and trips him. Axel Reid: That dirty... Ruby Parvati: Nezumi Tanaka is only looking out for the best interest of his clients. Ziu gets back up and he trades words with Nezumi but stops and points behind him. Nezumi turns around and is hit with a Zoned Out by Patrick Jones effectively knocking him out Ruby Parvati: You can’t put your feet on him, he’s a manager!!! Both friends laugh, even Neptune chuckles as a now standing Mattaki shakes his head in disappointment. Ziu turns around and finds Mattaki standing and they tie up. The ZG Champ spins around for a rear waist lock Mattaki separates Ziu’s grip and wrenches the arm. Axel Reid: Fukushuu locks in an octopus stretch, but Ziu is able to shift the center of gravity back to fall on top of his opponent. 1... 2... Mattaki is forced to release the hold to kick out, both men spring up again and draw fists but pause. Axel Reid: It’s a stalemate. These four men are four of the most exciting athletes in the sport today. Ruby Parvati: Noodle Boy... Exciting? What’s wrong with you?
Mattaki whips Ziu, but Zhong reverses it and whips Mattaki into his corner. The Centipede tags PJ and they lift Thunder Dragon to the top and execute a double superplex, PJ floats over and lifts Mattaki up for a snap suplex and floats over for a cover Axel Reid: Beautiful technique. 1... 2... BROKEN UP! ...by a double foot stomp from Neptune. Ziu charges past the ref and throws Neptune out of the ring. Mattaki catches a glimpse as he climbs to his feet and out of anger enzigiri kicks Ziu against the ropes and out of the ring. He then turns his attention back to PJ. He blocks the ref’s view and gouges at PJ’s eyes. Axel Reid: This is horrendous, the ref can’t call this cause he can’t see it... Mattaki then stops and whips PJ to ropes for a pop up palm thrust. Ruby Parvati: Meteor Hammer! Mattaki then mimes a thumbs down while sneering at the fallen PJ. Je locks in the thumb-spiked camel clutch Ruby Parvati: Dragon’s Fang locked in! Axel Reid: PJ wills himself to refuse tapping out and Ziu rolls in the ring and breaks it up. The official gets Ziu to go back in his corner as Neptune climbs up on his. Both Mattaki and PJ crawl for their respective corners as their teammates urge them. Mattaki makes the tag and Neptune is able to stop PJ before he can make the tag with a soccer kick to his ribs. PJ rolls on his back and Neptune starts slapping him across the face with the bottom of his foot Neptune stops his assault on PJ and allows PJ to get up. He kicks PJ in chest and delivers a hurricanrana. Ruby Parvati: Technique of the Dark Heartless Sun... Holds for the pin 1... 2... 3??? NO! KICKOUT! Neptune angrily takes off his socks and jams his toes in PJ’s mouth. Ruby Parvati: Disgusting but effective... Desperado Combo of Death and Submission. Neptune is too close to PJ’s corner and Ziu grabs him by the hair and delivers a neckbreaker on the top rope. This causes both legal men to be down. PJ gags as he gets up but is able to tag in Mr. Selfie. PJ then locks in a figure four as Zhong climbs to the top and dives of with a Ziu Fly while Neptune is locked in the figure four. 1... 2... 3??? NO! BROKEN UP! Mattaki made the save but he and Ziu start to slug it out. Thunder Dragon shoves The Centipede back into the corner and by chance his hand hits the hand of PJ and the ref acknowledges a tag. Axel Reid: I don’t think that tag was intentional. PJ reluctantly steps in and picks up neptune for his gutwrench pile driver but Neptune counters with a hurricanrana and rolls PJ on his stomach while stretching his arms and jamming his bare toes in PJ’s nose. Ziu enters the ring to break it up but Mattaki charges and hits him with a rolling elbow strike as PJ starts screaming submission. “Asian Assassin” plays around the Carnesessa Arena as Project Snakehead embrace. PJ and Ziu Zhong are on the mat. Axel Reid: What we witnessed was a hard fought match. Patrick Jones and Ziu Zhong have nothing to be ashamed of but they came up short against the men who will challenge The Gang Stars for the Twin City Championships. It will now leave PJ and Zhong on opposite corners come Fate of the Gods.
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Post by Ryan Omega on May 14, 2015 0:55:33 GMT -6
Intro to Main Eventing (III): Infinity Following the conclusion of a tag team encounter in the Carnesecca Arena between Project Snakehead against Patrick Jones and Ziu Zhong, the stage was finally set for the main event encounter between The Orphanage’s own Brett Carson and Valquist. Fade in to the backstage area, the locker-room door reading Valquist appears sparking a bubbling applause, once more for Val. A few seconds of nothingness persist until Darius Yates, VOW’s backstage interviewer, is standing by with a camera crew over his shoulder. Val’s dressing room opens and the readied Val meets Darius right in the eyes, saying nothing, but obviously furious. Behind them in a crack of the door, you see Val’s partner in crime, Chris McCarthy, being attended to by one of the onsite doctors. There is a bloodied bandage, Terry Butcher style, wrapped around his head. After noticing that the camera crew had focused in on Chris, Val closed the door and briefly looked into the cameras lenses with a frown of disapproval. Valquist “You don’t need to show the kid like that on television, give him some respect of privacy.” Darius Yates “Val, you’re just a few minutes away from your big moment against Brett Carson, and it was through the VOW website that he learnt that your associate, your personal reporter, Chris McCarthy had been attacked on a live podcast. Do you think that this is the work of Brett just moments away from your encounter?” Valquist “Chris is certainly both street smart and book smart, but he’s not physically strong. Maybe 170 pounds, and that’s pushing the boat out. No disrespecting his humanity, but he’s out of his element in a fighting capacity. There are guys here with thicker arms than his torso, so of course there’s always a danger of conflict. He’s a casualty of war on this occasion, but he’s going to be fine, there’s no concussion, or sense that his will affect his long term health. He’s banged up having been through the trenches after a long week shadowing my training and preparation in Infinity City. We’ll look back on this and laugh, he’s the kid that will be happy to be involved with the story, to add to its drama, and as a bigger fan of this genre than myself, he’s sitting in there right now with a smile on his face. This kid from Brooklyn has broken his own fourth wall by actually entering the product, so in truth it’s something to be stoked about.” Darius Yates “You’re not at all concerned by this development?” Valquist “Am I concerned for Chris? Yes, of course. But will I allow it to derail everything I’ve been building up for? Brett or not, believing I’ll be a changed man in the ring is ludicrous. When the Full Measures theme plays, and I’m striding to that ring, win or lose, I’ve already won by the giant exposure this event has given me. Thrust into the main event, by way of Brett’s challenge, I was always going to come big, why do you think I occupied so much time leading into this event? I’ve spoilt VOW this past fortnight, and have done it with a smile as wide as my face because years of anguish and frustration in this business is finally leading to some form of a pay-out. Chris is right, I’m not here to be flavour of the month, and despite the so called mystery surrounding my character’s darker nature, I’m here because I truly believe that I’m good enough to be waving the Visionaries flag. There is no better man to represent a company built on a grand vision, than a man whose own vision is greater. I’ll force the issue, one way or another, ensuring a path that now demands an upwards scale. I’ve led a life of realising that letting go of somebody or something you care about, is harder because it challenges your own perception of reality. I’m here to strike when the iron is hot, I’m not here to waste time. Patience is the order of the day, I realise that, but every week you’ll see me earning my badges against opponents that will fear facing the Valquist. Nothing lasts forever, how many times have you heard that come out of my mouth? Plenty, I’m sure. But it’s true, and I’ll emphasise it to every person walking through this curtain. We’re all here for today, so treat your work and your company with respect, and build for a future where you both improve and inspire the next generation. That’s not being a Vulture, that’s a legacy. I want something to mean something for once. Should I ascend to being a Champion, it should be everlasting, not a cruel memento picked at by Vultures.” Darius Yates “Do you have any final parting words before your music plays and you finally get to Brett?” Valquist “Thank you,” Val says with honesty, and his trademark smile. “Thank you for realising my potential, and risking to challenge it. I’m by no means above your law and order, or looking down upon your substantial talent. I’ll treat you as an equal, as an athlete, a wrestler, as the man you want to be. I’ve been written off as a second fiddle, and the feeling has stung on occasion, so yes the appreciation is a breath of fresh air. It reassures me that this is my new home away from home, and that if I’ve earning the respect of my peers and the adoring fans, then Valquist be will Valiant for a long time. So thank you, Brett, for actually believing in me, and given me this match. In the short term, you’ll regret the decision, but later on down the line you’ll learn that it was the best move for the business, for you and me alike. This path that I persist, this thinly veiled inspiration would not be here without Isis Derrida, my father, Donald Osman, and the memory of one Robert Stevens. A former wrestler that none of you will have ever heard of, a perfectionist in the ring, a ruthless owner that caused as much controversy as he did brilliance. His federation, UBW, and his loyal roster, are partly responsible why I continue to remain in this world. I’m Infinity’s last man standing, a needle in a haystack, a Phoenix that is building anew from old ashes. We are all the product of something. I happen to be the product of a lifetime of service to this profession. I do not plan on disappointing on this day, or any, to those who have proved to be my inspiration.”
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Post by Ryan Omega on May 14, 2015 0:58:47 GMT -6
Destroyer The show cuts back in from commercial as World Visionary Champion, Casanova English is in the ring. He takes a long drag of his cigarette, the cancer stick slowly turns to ash. Axel Reid: Since we went to commercial break, Casanova English, our World Visionary Champion has decided to put a hold on the show. He’s been demanding for the Xcel Champion, Stacy Jones to come out right now. Casanova English: One by one all your heroes are falling. Each and every week we continue to dominate this company and frankly it is getting quite boring. That is why I did what I did, this group of past victims you assembled can’t change what I have allready done. They can’t change the fact that I have systematically destroyed the system already and right now I am simply watching it twitch and gasp for air. It’s not just me who has lost faith in the powers that run this federation. No, look at Seifer Black. Look at how far management has allowed him to be driven. He assaulted Ryder Black in a heinous assault earlier tonight. What is even more funny is the fact that Ryan Omega gives him a simple slap on the wrist!? What if that was Seth Iser? Would he have gotten fired? We need to rid ourselves of this dictatorship, and immediately implement a democracy. Now, Stacy Jones. You want to claim my head? You want to call for my throne? You want to betray the VOW and join Gaia Galanos then so be it. Come down to this ring right now. . . English drops the cig out of his mouth and stomps it out on the canvas. Casanova English: Is it because your big brother got ejected from the building? Because your friends of those in the Awakening, Vanessa’s not as important sisters, Reya and Rayne… Is it because they didn’t show up to the party? Is it because that Greek wannabe goddess, Gaia Galanos is somewhere out in Malibu? We’re back on the east coast Stacy. Do you really think somebody like Gaia Galanos would want to tag with somebody like you when she could easily choose a VoW teammate that could actually have a shot at me? Ruby Parvati: Well, Stacy Jones would be a coward if she doesn’t come out now. Axel Reid: How does that make her a coward? She’d be giving English exactly what he wants by stepping out here. “I Will Not Break” by A Sound Of Thunder blares through the Carnesecca Arena. As Stacy Jones storms out from the tunnel looking for a fight. Unbeknownst to her, Sir William Cambridge clotheslines her from behind. Axel Reid: His Royal Pain in the ass, setting up English’s trap right here in Queens. Cambridge pulls Stacy up by her clothing, and tosses her toward the barricade. However Stacy puts her hands out and uses her momentum to handstand the barricade and pushes herself back off landing on her feet. Cambridge rushes in for his Royal Decree elbow smash, but is knocked on his ass by a quick Stacy’s Kick Axel Reid: That’s it Stacy, fight him off! English smiles up the ramp way as he rubs his hands together and rolls out of the ring under the bottom rope. The Modern Day Messiah struts up the ramp and makes it halfway up before “Strength of a Thousand Men” by Two Steps From Hell hits as the crowd looks around in confusion. At first, English and a now-standing Cambridge display just as much confusion as they pause their attempt at restarting the assault on Stacy for just a moment to look toward the curtains which they are dangerously close to, but no one emerges. They then turn back to Stacy as Cambridge grabs her arms from behind. English pulls another nicotine taquito out of the box and pulls out his lighter. Axel Reid: He can’t be serious…. English lights the new cig and takes a drag causing the embers to burn bright and holds it mere inches from a restrained Stacy’s forehead. A loud buzz rises from the crowd after a collective gasp, directing their attention toward a figure leaping through the crowd. Casanova English, ever the weasel, takes a hint from the buzzing crowd and turns to see what he clearly does not want to. Something he apparently didn’t expect to see which is Gaia Galanos heading his way with a rather angry look on in her steely and icy gaze. He immediately ditches the cigarette before running toward the curtains as Stacy Jones is able to make the most of the distraction caused by the GPW World Champion as she catches Cambridge with a mule kick directly to the testicles causing him to release her and double over. Once Stacy is out of the way, Galanos charges in toward English’s companion and catches him with a perfectly aimed Seismós Strike directly to the temple, sending him to immediately to the deck. At this point, English has already gone to the backstage, but the GPW World Champion picks up the microphone he dropped on the ramp regardless. Gaia Galanos: Casanova, whether or not you are back there watching a monitor or end up seeing this on a recap show, I really couldn’t care less. I won’t lie, I didn’t come here to accept Stacy’s offer to be my partner, but who am I to deny VoW’s Xcel Champion the right to serve up some vengeance? This catches Stacy’s attention as she glances over at Gaia curiously; a bit caught off guard by her words. The crowd’s noise begins to rise, but The Spartan Sheba begins speaking again. Gaia Galanos: English, you may have thought this was a good idea from the beginning. You may still believe this was a good idea, but no matter who from GPW you choose, you will only have the time to feel a single emotion after we have finished with you. Regret. You will regret the moment you decided it was a wise idea to target me of all people. You will regret the moment you began targeting Stacy Jones. You will regret the futile situation your arrogance forced you into when you suffer the same fate as this i̱líthios. The GPW World Champion points to Cambridge, who is out cold still. Gaia Galanos: Casanova English, more importantly than all of that, you will regret inviting me into your ring just so I could make it mine. The GPW World Champion tosses the microphone aside, letting it spike to the ramp with a loud thud as “Strength of a Thousand Men” hits back over the speaker system as Stacy and Gaia exit to the back, leaving Cambridge still lying on the ramp; knocked out.
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Post by Ryan Omega on May 15, 2015 20:49:35 GMT -6
Main Event Valquist vs. Brett Carson “We Own It” by 2 Chainz blares out of the speakers as the fans anticipate the arrival of the man seasoned fighter. Valquist walks out of the tunnel to a decent sized pop and down to the ring with a concentrated look, as if drawing his plan of action before the bell rings. Jerry Heisenberg: The following contest is the main event of the evening and set for one fall. First making his way to the ring Standing 6’2” and weighing in at 235 lbs... Wrestling out of Infinity City... This is Valquist “the Valiant”! Valquist climbs in the ring and adjusts his wrist tape as he immediately looks back up the aisle to the stage, anticipating his next challenge. Axel Reid: This is Valquist’s first main event match in VoW, and having a short stint last year and returning only at Nothing Else Matters. The quick ascension of the Infinity Man has drawn the ire of Brett Carson. This match will be nothing short of competitive. The opening guitar riffs of "A Victim, A Target" by Misery Signals screeches throughout the arena as the crowd immediately know who is about to make their way down to the ring and the boos follow through. After about 10 seconds into the guitar riffs, the heavy drum beat kicks in as "The Next Level Athlete" Brett Carson, donning one of his T-Shirts (available at VoW Shop now!), jogs out from behind the curtain to a chorus of boos. Behind him comes his gorgeous manager, Néné walking out like a runway model. They stop to soak in the jeers as Brett has a shit-eating grin on his face pointing to the curvaceous woman next to him. Néné encircles her arm through his before leaning in for a quick peck on his cheek. She wears gold sequin dresses with white feather boas. They both begin to make their way down to the ring, eyeing Valquist. Jerry Heisenberg: And his opponent, accompanied to the ring by Néné and representing the Orphange. Standing 6’ and weighing in at 230 lbs. Wrestling out of Montreal, Quebec, Canada. He the self-proclaimed “Next Level Athlete” Brett Carson! Carson hops on the apron and looks out to the crowd once again before entering the ring. Brett climbs up on the turnbuckle from the apron and raises both his arms in the air, mouthing off audience members in the front row. He takes off his shirt, much to the delight of some certain female members in the crowd, before he rudely dumps it on the outside. He slingshots into the ring as the music fades out and Brett stands, awaiting the opening bell. The ref checks both Val and Carson. Upon being satisfied that neither man is hiding a concealed object the official calls for the bell. DING DING DING Axel Reid: The official start of tonight’s main event live in Queens, New York. This is stop number three of the New York City tour. We started in Brooklyn moved onto the Bronx, we are now live from the neighborhood of Jamaica in Queens. We are looking forward to Fate of the Gods on the island of Manhattan. Then we will close out this tour on Staten Island. Five shows. Five boroughs. We already have sold out the Hammerstein Ballroom for Fate of the Gods with a double main event. The Xcel Champion, Stacy Jones and the GPW World Champion, Gaia Galanos will take on the World Visionary Champion, Casanova English and a partner of his choosing from the Girl Power Wrestling roster. Ruby Parvati: Gaia Galanos will regret ever making any actions of trespass against Casanova English. Axel Reid: He called her out, but our other main event of that evening is Ziu Zhong defending the Zero Gravity Championship against his mentor, Patrick Jones. Ruby Parvati: Shame that they weren’t successful against Project Snakehead. If that match was any indication, I’d encourage betting people to put their money on Zhong as Noodle Boy was forced to tap out. Axel Reid: Maybe he was, but Project Snakehead had that team chemistry. But for anyody viewing at home and here in the vicinity of New York City. We still have tickets for Breakthrough 27 live in Staten Island, don’t miss your chance to come see VoW before we leave for the Great White North, shows across Ontario and Quebec, which is the home province of Brett Carson. But lets put this banter on hold as it looks like Valquist and Carson are trading some words in the ring. The crowd breaks out into a “Carson sucks” chant and Brett sneers out at them before turning to the referee. Brett Carson: Tell them to stuff it, or I walk. Ruby Parvati: The fans here in Queens getting disrespectful towards Brett Carson. Valquist sits on the middle rope and stretches the top rope upwards to allow Carson to leave. After moments of expressing his disdain for his opponent and the crowd. Carson steps through the ropes and walks up the ramp with Néné following him. Axel Reid: I think... He’s actually leaving? 1... 2... Carson slowly continues to walk up the aisle. 3... 4... Carson makes it back through the curtain. 5... 6... 7... 8... Carson remerges from the curtain with a microphone. Brett Carson: You fat f***s didn’t think you got rid of me that fast did you? A real athlete, a next level athlete wrestles! 9... Carson drops the mic with a thud and sprints back down the aisle and slides into the ring. Ruby Parvati: And that’s how you conTROLL the crowd. Valqist and Carson start to circle each other. There’s a lock up and Valquist quickly goes for an armbar but before he can lock it in, Carson scrambles away and out of the ring. 1... 2... 3... 4... Néné checks on Carson’s arm and they both nod to each other as Carson climbs back in the ring. Ruby Parvati: Poor Brett, I think Valquist is jealous of those biceps. Both men lock up again and Carson gets a headlock in on Valquist. Val shoves Brett towards the ropes and goes for a spinning crescent kick but Brett navigates it and takes Val down with a shoulder block. Carson then flexes his arm and kisses his bicep. Axel Reid: Excellent display of narcissism. None with that quality better than one Brett Carson. Carson pulls Val back up, but Val whips him into the ropes. Val goes for a hiptoss, but Carson blocks it and goes for a strong punch, but Val ducks it and takes him down with an arm drag. Both men up and Val charges at Carson, Brett evades it and Val ends up in the corner. Carson charges for a shoulder thrust, but Val pulls himself up and floats over Carson and takes him down for a school boy, but Brett rolls through onto his knees. Val scouts it, and whilst laying on his back toe kicks Carson in the side of his head. Axel Reid: Carson back up on wobbily legs and Valquist takes him back down with a jumping neckbreaker! Valquist pulls the Orphanage member up by his arm and twists it before slamming it down on his shoulder. Axel Reid: It looks like Valquist is looking to wear down Carson’s shoulder. If he can focus on that for the remainder of this match. He’ll have a solid game plan. One has to remember, Carson’s shoulders are not 100% as he was on the receiving end of to Fade to Blacks from Seifer Black in the Bronx. Valquist holds a finger up as he signals to the crowd he’s going for one more shoulder separator. He pulls Carson back up to his feet and twist the arm again, but Brett pulls him away from Valquist and retreats back to ringside. Ruby Parvati: To stay in peak physical condition, even a specimen such as Brett Carson needs a breather. 1... 2... Valquist climbs out onto the floor and hits a spinning back kick to Carson’s chest before rolling him back into the ring. Valquist turns to the crowd and acknowledges the cheering fans. 1... Val turns back around and Carson has the ring skirt and tangles it over Val’s head. Before hitting a low dropkick right into the blindfolded Val. 2... Carson rolls back out of the ring and chuckles at the downed Valquist then starts tapping his forehead with his index finger. Brett Carson: See, smarter than a philosopher. This is Next Level s***! 3... Axel Reid: Néné looks pretty pleased out on the ring apron. Ruby Parvati: Why wouldn’t she look pleased? Carson is doing great right now, regaining control of the match. 4... Val gets back up to his feet and Carson hits a knife edged chop to Valquist’s bare chest causing the more seasoned competitor to stumble backwards into the barricade. 5... Carson grabs Val by the head and waistband of his tights and rolls him back into the ring. Then slides in after him. Axel Reid: Visionaries of Wrestling has plenty of talent that would be considered cruiserweights or junior heavyweights. If you look at the five competitors that hold titles here. The Twin City Champions, Shay McClure and Jermaine Brown. The Zero Gravity Champion, Ziu Zhong. The Xcel Champion, Stacy Jones, and the World Visionary Champion, Casanova English. Out of those five individuals the heaviest is Ziu Zhong at 220 pounds. He would be considered a junior heavyweight. This puts the average size of the VoW wrestler in perspective. However these two men, Valquist and Brett Carson are 230-235 pounds. They’re on the bigger side of the roster. These men are classified as heavyweights and could easily impose their will physically compared to much of the roster. Ruby Parvati: Much like Carson is imposing his will right now as Valquist was trying to climb up by the ropes. Carson shoved him back into the corner Carson flips Val’s arm out of the way of his chest and over the top rope. He puts his finger to his lips trying to hush the hateful boos of the crowd. Axel Reid: I think he’s calling for a big chop. Carson lifts his hand and feints a chop motion before hitting a left hook into Valquist side. Ruby Parvati: You thought wrong. Carson then throws the forty year to the opposite corner with an irish whip and the momentum caused Valquist to front flip and crumple in the corner. Axel Reid: Brett Carson, ever the opportunist. Carson poses on one knee and kisses his flexed bicep as Néné claps on the outside of the ring. Ruby Parvati: He’s a smart competitor. He’s a former Xcel Champion and a member of The Orphanage. Carson goes to pck Val back up, but Val starts hitting some overhead punches to knock his opponent off kilter. He runs the ropes and goes to slide between Carson’s legs, but Brett is able to pick the by his waist to a standing position Axel Reid: Valquist looking surpised. And Carson lifts him... Ruby Parvati: German suplex... and the bridge... 1... 2... KICKOUT! Axel Reid: After getting dumped on his head, Valquist is still able to kick out. Carson glares at Val before diving on him for a grounded side headlock. Ruby Parvati: Brett Carson looks to win this match by any means necessary. He’s been in firm control for a while. After moments of struggling, Val fights to a seated then a standing position and hits low roundhouses into Carson’s thighs and attempts to irish whip him, but Carson reverses it and whips Val. Carson sprints after Val and as Val rebounds back from the ropes, Carson baseball slides out while grabbing one of Val’s ankles tripping him. Axel Reid: Dirty tactics, and he claims he’s the Next Level Athlete. What a farce... Carson climbs back on the apron and winks toward Néné who is watching carefully He hops back in over the rope near the corner and lands on the other side’s second rope and springboards a moonsault. Ruby Parvati: Outside-in moonsault... A farce, Axel? Really? Wait he’s folding Val up. 1... 2... 3??? NO! KICKOUT! Carson starts to argue with the ref. Brett Carson: Did you slow count? Axel Reid: Carson is upset with the official, but I think the count was at pace. Ruby Parvati: Think, but do you know? Val starts to clime up by the ropes but Carson straddles Val’s shoulders pushing his throat into the second rope. 1... 2... 3... 4... Axel Reid: Brett Carson takes every second he can. Ruby Parvati: It isn’t cheating if it’s allowed within the guidelines. Carson goes back to arguing with the ref some more. Val pulls himself up by the ropes again for Brett to notice and directs him into the corner. The Next Level Athlete places a few hard shots to Val’s face and then hoists him to the top rope. He climbs up with him and looks to attempt a superplex but Valquist pie faces Carson off the top rope. But the Next Level Athlete lands on his feet and charges Val still perched on the top rope. Val immediate picks his leg up causing Carson to collide face first at full steam. Axel Reid: Carson should be feeling that one in the morning. Carson stalks Val, but the Infinity Man hooks his arm in a front facelock position and calls for a tornado DDT. He launches off and before he can get all the way down to plant Carson’s head in the mat. Carson is able to stop the momentum, leaving them in a position where Val attempts to tighten a guillotine choke. But before he can cinch it in, Carson hoists him back up to the top rope and performs a rope aided jump kick to Valquist’s head. The Next Level Athlete then hops up to the top rope and mounts on Val for a super hurricanrana, but Val grips the rope and Carson launches himself into the canvas. Axel Reid: The tide might be turning here. Val launches off the top rope and plants a double axehandle into the crown of Carson’s head. Both men are down as the crowd starts chanting “VALQUIST! VALQUIST! VALQUIST!” Axel Reid: The capacity crowd here in the Carnesecca Arena are chanting for Valquist. He’s been on a roll since returning at Nothing Else Matters. The way he moves in the ring you would think 40 is the new 20! Both men get up and Val clothesline Carson to the mat, Carson back up eats another clothesline. One more time and Valquist clotheslines Carson over the top rope and out of the ring. Causing everyone in attendance to explode on their feet. Axel Reid: Valquist has the experience He knows how to use his feet, and his hands. He is a well-oiled fighting machine and it’s time for him to explode in his offense! 1... 2... Val runs the ropes and goes for a baseball slide, but Carson slides back in the ring and laughs at Val. He steps out on the apron and Val tries to grab his legs, but Carson carthweels and charges forward for his shoot kick to the chest, but Val scouts it and pulls Brett to the floor. 1... Brett responds with a bicycle kick to the face knocking Val into the railing again. 2... Carson climbs back in the ring and runs the ropes. Out of nowhere Val was on the apron and dives through the ropes taking Brett down with a spear. Axel Reid: Incredible. Carson didn’t see it coming. That was explosive. Oh... Oh.. Hooks the leg. 1... 2... 3??? NO! KICKOUT Axel Reid: Unbelievable, Carson able to get his shoulder up after that blindsided spear. Ruby Parvati: I’m glad that wasn’t the end. Valquist should be ashamed. A real wrestler makes sure his opponent knows the offense is coming. The crowd starts the “We want Valquist! F*** you, Carson!” chants throughout the arena as both men are rolling on the canvas. Axel Reid: Just listen to this crowd. Minnesota is our home, but these crowds in New York have been making us feel at home. They’ve been so electric thus far. Val is the first one up to his feet as Carson is now on his knees. Val charges and hits a low roundhouse into the side of Brett’s face. Val starts to feed off the crowd’s energy as he nods along with the rhythm of their chants. He steps back and charge forward and hits low boot right into Carson’s face. Ruby Parvati: Brett Carson will not fall over. His will is too strong. But he’s like a tree swaying the breeze. He should hold this company responsible if these kicks to the head get him concussed. Val charges for a third kick to the face, but Carson grabs his leg and spins behind for a rear waistlock. Val instantly spins for a waistlock of his own and goes for a german, but Brett flips over the Val and lands on his feet. And jumps forward for a double footstomp on the Infinity Man’s chest. He falls right on top of Val. 1... 2... KICKOUT! Axel Reid: This is a match for the ages. Valquist-Brett Carson. The main event of the evening for Breakthrough 26. The energy by these two competitors is astounding. There’s been a great technical game by both. We’ve seen them turn it into a fight. But in this moment these two men are making the most of their opportunities show casing why they are in the main event. Carson pulls Val up to his feet and tries to hoist him over head. Ruby Parvati: I think Carson’s going for the Lipton Driver. Val wiggles his feet and actually reverse the motion while they’re still clutched together. he hoists Carson in a piledriver position. Ruby Parvati: He’s gonna break his neck! Axel Reid: But it was okay when it was the other way around? Carson plants his feet back to the canvas and again tries for the Lipton Driver. But Val again reverses it into a piledriver position, but before he can execute, Carson plants his feet again and wiggles away to respond with a cravate snapmare. But Val rolls up to his feet with the momentum with the dizziness causing him to stumble into the corner. Carson charges him, but Val side steps it and out onto the apron as Carson runs full force into the turnbuckles. Axel Reid: Valquist full of momentum right now. Val shoulder thrusts Carson and gets him in a front facelock over the ropes. Val takes a moment to look out amongst the crowd before climibing to the second and the top rope using Carson for balance. He then launches off for a tornado DDT. Axel Reid: I didn’t know Valquist could do that. He just drove Brett Carson’s skull into the mat. Carson out of reflex sits up but his face is dazed. Val slams him into the Canbas and hooks a leg. 1... 2... 3?? NO! KICKOUT! Ruby Parvati: YES! Axel Reid: The look of shock on Valquist’s face tells the story. Both men slowly get up to their feet. Carson holds on to the ropes in the corner trying to revive himself. But Val closes in with two big knife edge chops then irish whips him out of the corner and goes for a cross arm breaker on the rebound, but Carson lifts and completes a powerbomb pin 1... 2... 3??? NO! KICKOUT! Axel Reid: What does Brett Carson have to do? What does he have to do to take Valquist out? Both men take long while to get up and they start trading shots. With each one the fans “ooh” and “aah” Carson ducks a drawn out punch by Val and hits him with a shoot kick to the midsection. He then waves Val to hit his best shot. The Infinity men hits a wicked forearm then a thrust kick of his own dazing Carson onto wobbly legs. Axel Reid: This maybe it. VALQUIST LEAPS UP GUILLOTINE CHOKE!!! HE FALLS BACK DOWN TO HIS SIDE! Ruby Parvati: No.. This can’t be it. Carson is staying alive. Look at poor Néné at ringside trying to will him on. Carson scrambles his hands looking like he’s got nowhere to go. The official check on him and verifies that he’s not passing out. Val gets in the zone and keeps the hold locked in and adds more torque to carson’s neck by planting his shoulders on the mat. The ref slides down for the cover. 1... 2... Thr...Carson starts to tap...ee The official looks to the timekeepers table and tells them to ring it. DING DING DING. Axel Reid: I think he did it. Valquist got carson to tap out. It was in the last possible moment but Carson was tapping. Official Lee Petty and Jerry Heisenberg are discussing it looks like and Jerry is nodding. Ruby Parvati: I’m not sure what they had to discuss I think the winner is very clear. The crowd slows to halt Jerry Heisenberg: Here is your winner... “The Next Level Athlete” Brett Carson! Axel Reid: What? I’m in shock... Brett tapped out of the guillotine choke... Ruby Parvati: While he was on top of Valquist who had his shoulders to the mat. Valquist looks around to the audience and shakes his head pleading with the referee and motioning that Carson tapped. The official then points out that he counted three and Val shakes his head. Brett gets up and holds the back of his neck. He smirks as “A Victim, A Target” plays throughout the arena.
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Post by Ryan Omega on May 15, 2015 21:11:56 GMT -6
Ready For Your Close Up? Axel Reid: This is a confusing situation here as Brett Carson defeated Valquist by pinfall as he was simultaneously tapping out. Ruby Parvati: What's the confusion, Brett Carson won that's it. The feed switches to what's on the JumboVision and shows Casanova English smirking straight into the camera, it's obvious he's filming himself while he's rushing through the back. Casanova English: Way to go Brett! Knew you could do the family proud! I don't wanna take away the celebration from my fellow brother, but there's business that needs to be taken care of. Queens, New York. People of Jamaica. Citizens of New York City. Prepare for the the star of tonight's show. She's a guest star usually apart of some other episodic series. She thinks she can go whereever she wants whenever she wants. And it looks like she's about to leave the arena. The camera spins and shows what is obvious the backside of Gaia Galanos casually strolling toward the exit. The camera starts racing for her. Casanova English. Ms. Galanos! Are you ready for your close up? Gaia spins and faces the camera just as it colides with her skull and the crack is defining when it hits her temple. Axel Reid: That is sickening. He had no right to do that! Ruby Parvati: She had no right interrupting his business with Stacy Jones! The camera is moving frantically and erratically until it focuses on a crouched English sitting up an unconscious Gaia And he presses the side of his head to the side of hers. Casanova English. Ladies, gentlemen, children, those of VoW, and those of GPW. Remember this image right here. This is the image of two World Champions set to collide on pay per view. Make no bones about it. I have the fullest confidence that Gaia Galanos has the hunger and she is representative a true champion. The words I said to her. The words I made her digest. Were merely psychological weapons because I want to face the best of what any wrestling organization in the world has to offer. Gaia Galanos is that. I was elated when I found out Ryan Omega invited her to Breakthrough and I knew what buttons to push to get a match with her. But the question is. Ladies of GPW, which one of you would like to rise to the occasion and be my tag team partner? Who would like to rise above and show they can also hang with this hell of an athlete... I hope to hear an answer on either the next Detonation or Explosion. I'll be waiting. The feed cuts as the show goes to commercial.
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