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Post by the Unsound Sky on Feb 19, 2016 12:33:54 GMT -6
Our cameras fade in to the excited, bustling arena just as "Stand your Ground" by CAVO is hitting the speakers, resonating throughout the entire building. The fans in attendance cheer loudly, a sound that easily matches the levels of the music, and our view then pans slowly over the crowd. Home made signs are lifted into the air, exclamations and the names of certain VoW superstars being yelled out, as it's quite apparent that everyone here tonight is pumped for what's to come. After a few seconds, our view finally cuts over to the commentator's table... Axel Reid: Hello, everyone, and welcome to our 40th edition of Breakthrough here in Erie, Pennsylvania at the Erie Insurance arena. Only ten more until the big 5-0. Ruby Parvati: And yet somehow it won't feel the same. Axel Reid: Agreed. We here in VoW are currently mourning the loss of someone who had been here since nearly the beginning. A woman who may have had a darker outlook, but was still an integral part of what made this federation what it is today. Our thoughts and prayers are with her family and friends through this troubling time... Ruby Parvati: Indeed they are, Axel. And though our wrestlers are handling this tragedy in their own way, elsewhere, we will still commemorate her tonight... On cue, to mere silence rather than her music, comes the General Manager Sky Sangue. She walks calmly and silently down the rampway, and though we hear a few negative reactions, the crowd for the most part is respectfully quiet during this time. Sky steps to the side as VoW announcer Jerry Heisenberg also stands to the side, mic in hand. Jerry Heisenberg: And now, in memory of the one we lost... a ten bell salute. As he says this the staff members all stand and bow their heads, hands folded in front of them. The bell then tolls... Ding.Our view pans over the audience as this happens. We catch a glimpse of a few upset fans, some tearing up and others straight up balling. Ding.It continues panning, now seeing a group in the crowd making faces toward the camera pointing their way, others holding up disrespectful signs and laughing. Ding.We pan over a couple of children, confused as to what's going on, as their parents reminisce about this wrestler and her history. Ding.Following this is a few fans holding up their cellphones, and cigarettes, in remembrance. Ding.Our view flips to the backstage area, showcasing staff and wrestlers alike halted at their place as they too bow their heads and clasp their hands. An unknown blonde keeps her head lowered and looking away, as in the next hall we catch a quick glimpse of a man in a tuxedo... Seth Iser... who offers a subtle nod. Ding.We flash to yet another hall to see Katie Moicelle with her head lowered respectfully, remaining silent, with Tyler Storm and his wife Zelda nearby doing the same. Another hall shows Ryder Blade strolling along with his body guards in toe, chattering away until he realizes what's going on and slows his pace, actually falling silent. Ding.And once more we switch to another hall, seeing Zahara Matisse with her hat off, and further down Kincaid and his wife Alyssa bowing their heads with a couple of other superstars nearby following suit. Ding.We come back to the arena, showing a silent Jerry and then a stoic Sky. Any other staff near ringside also tearfully fold their hands. Ding.Finally our view returns to the commentators. Ruby is sniffling as Axel keeps a sad but hardened expression on his face as the mostly silent arena waits for the final bell... Ding.A couple of seconds follow this last bell, before the fans respectfully applaud. A few even chant Cera's name. After a couple minutes of this, Sky nods toward the commentators and swiftly walks away... but not out of the area. She pulls up a chair a bit away from the commentator's table and pulls out her cellphone. Axel and Ruby straighten themselves up and continue... Axel Reid: Alright. Condolences and thoughts with everyone dealing with this. But we're being told to move on with the show... as we should. Ruby Parvati: Did you notice...? Matt Slater wasn't here... Axel Reid: I said at the beginning, the wrestlers are handling this in their own ways. Now, before we head to a quick commercial, to summarize this show... it'll be one hell of one. Ruby Parvati: Aha. I suppose you're right there. Seeing a few newer but intriguing wrestlers, like Lukas and Jamo, fighting against Tristan and Dustin? It's already a potential bloodbath..... We get a glimpse of Sky, who twitches slightly at Ruby's words. Our view immediately switches back to the commentators. Axel Reid: Bad choice of words there, Ruby. That said, we'll see Rose try to teach Robinson respect, and the latter try to teach the former pain. Ruby Parvati: And then a three-way I would never want to be a part of. Dathyn? Maybe. Patrick and Kelsey? I'll pass... Axel Reid: Following that is the mysterious uh, mannequin...? And poor Owen has to deal with this... this practical joke? I mean, I saw her information on the VoW site... and I'm very confused. Ruby Parvati: From what I gathered, it's all for "fun"  Either way, it shall be interesting to see. As will the next... Joanna versus Kincaid? For once, an earlier match I don't want to take a bathroom break during! Axel Reid: And that thought continues with Valerie versus Rebecca and especially Tyler versus Zahara! Ruby Parvati: Eh. Speak for yourself. However the last two matches are sure to be intriguing. Bama Brooks proved that an old dog CAN learn new tricks, winning a shot at Katie's title! Finally, a Katie match I can look forward to. Axel Reid: Aaand we have an awesome main event, where we will see two men who both lost their respective championships at Double Jeopardy in hard fought matches, going at it to prove that they are still main attractions here! And I believe that no matter the outcome, they'll show us exactly why they deserve to be at the top! Ruby Parvati: I completely agree, Axel. But first comes our opening bout, if not a little something-something beforehand... after this quick commercial break. Stay tuned, this will be a bumpy ride! |
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Post by the Unsound Sky on Feb 19, 2016 12:42:35 GMT -6
Beaten, But Not Defeated No sooner has the show returned from commercial than a melodious guitar plucking starts up on the speakers. Soon afterwards, the bass kicks in, and the two instruments create a musical bed for the nasally-pitched vocals to come in over: I took her out
It was a Friday night
I wore cologne
To get the feelin’ rightAxel Reid: What…? Who is this now? A new arrival perhaps? Ruby offers no answer, as the lyrics continue on: We started makin’ out
And I took off my pants
But then I turned on the TV
AND THAT’S ABOUT THE TIME SHE WALKED AWAY FROM ME
NOBODY LIKES YOU WHEN YOU’RE 23!Just as the singer bemoans his age, a familiar figure appears on the ramp, instantly drawing boos from the crowd. Axel Reid: Oh…it was just HIM! Ruby Parvati: …new entrance theme…that threw me off. Axel Reid: Well, he’s not a Champion anymore, is he? The old song didn’t apply anymore! Ruby Parvati: DON’T remind me… As Ruby laments the fallen hero, the man himself makes his way to the ring. While Ryder Blade seems as unconcerned by the fans’ booing as ever, this time, there is no trace of the smirk that is all but synonymous with him. Instead, VoW’s foremost record-breaker has a set expression on his features as he walks down the ramp and into the ring, followed closely, as ever by his Goon Squad. Ruby Parvati: Oh no…don’t tell me poor Ry-Ry lost his smile! Poor sweetheart… Axel Reid: Well, I for one am not sorry. He’s had it coming for months! Ruby Parvati: He still has the right to feel hard done! Go back and watch that match again, Axel. He kicked out right at three! The referee could have EASILY let him keep his title, but noooo…when in doubt, judge against Ryder! Sickening… As Ruby rises to the Ex-Champ’s defence with gusto, the man himself has retrieved a microphone from the wider of the two Goons, who, in turn, has snatched it from the hands of a trembling stage hand. Ruby Parvati: Good to see Ry-Ry patched things up with his security team after blowing up at them two weeks ago…it’s always heart-breaking when a friendship ends over something like that! Once the microphone is in his hand, The Blade takes a moment to look up at the stands, where the fans in attendance are having a field day giving him a piece of their minds. ‘CONS-TANCE-BEAT-YOU!’ ‘YOU’RE-A-LO-SER!’ ‘YOU GOT PINNED! YOU GOT PINNED!’ Ruby Parvati: Oh, for…! Bullies! Bullies, every one of them! Ryder, however, does not seem so hard done by the crowd’s teasing. Instead, his expression still as set as ever, he waves a hand upwards, indicating the fans should chant even louder. While surprised, the crowd has no qualms about indulging, and the mocking chants inside the Erie Insurance Arena become deafening for a long moment, drowning out even Ruby’s increasingly incensed protests. At length, however, the crowd wears itself out, and their clamour dwindles in intensity, until it trickles to a stop. Ryder patiently waits until only a few pockets of half-hearted jeering remain before finally bringing the mic to his lips. Ryder Blade: You nerds done? The crowd attempt to jeer again, but the energy definitely seems to have been sapped out of them, at least for the time being. Ryder is, therefore, free to continue: Ryder Blade: Good. ‘Cause this is the part where The Blade tells you you’re… The Ryder Smirk finally makes an appearance as The Blade concludes: Ryder Blade: …absolutely freakin’ right! This does stun the crowd into silence, and the only sound audible for the next few seconds is Axel’s gasp: Axel Reid: WHAT?! Satisfied with the reaction he has caused, Ryder continues: Ryder Blade: That’s right, The Blade said it. You’re right. Constant Chafing DID beat The Blade, and he IS a loser, and he DID get pinned. Of course, The Blade could talk about how he kicked out right at three, and the referee ignored it ‘cause he was a Master Hater. He could talk about how he did what he said he would, and hung in there with Connie all the way, and lost on a technicality. He could talk ‘bout how he repped Connie at the end of the match, and all she did was send him hate. He could talk about how some of the dudes in the back came up and gave The Blade respect for hanging in there and busting his butt. He could talk about his records. But he ain’t gonna bother. You know why? ‘Cause it wouldn’t freaking matter to you dorks anyway! Some of the previously lost energy seems to return to the crowd at this point, and they begin to boo the previously unbeatable prodigy again. Ruby Parvati: …what?! He has a point! Ryder seems incensed by this, at long last, and his tone is more vehement as he continues: Ryder Blade: That’s right! It wouldn’t freakin’ matter! None of you buttwipes would care! All you freaking losers care about is that The Blade lost! You don’t give a crap ‘bout what he did for that freaking belt! You don’t give a crap that Connie’s just gonna sit at home with it and not rep it, and that a month from now that thing’s gonna matter just ‘bout as much as the Zero Interest Championship! Nah – The Blade’s streak ended, and that’s all that matters to you nerds. You’re all sitting there right now thinking The Blade is finished. Thinking The Blade is never gonna be The Dude ever again, that he’s just gonna become another chump, another Pretty Jealous, another Wide Load. Well, newsflash: YOU’RE WRONG! #SorryNotSorry! The crowd boo the unprovoked dig at one of their fan-favourites, but Ryder talks right over it: Ryder Blade: You got a problem with that?! At least The Blade didn’t lose to Katie MoiSmelly, and then a freaking twelve-year-old! At least The Blade didn’t take his ball and go home ‘cause he couldn’t hack it anymore! Ruby Parvati: Again…he has a point… Ryder Blade: Nah, bruh. The Blade is still here. Still standing. And he may not be Xcellent anymore, but he’s not finished. He may be a loser right now, but once he’s done pwning Wide Load’s Mini-Me on main event, he’s gonna be right back where he belongs…on top. And then… The Ryder Smirk makes another appearance, as the crowd hang on Ryder’s every word, in spite of themselves. Ryder Blade: …and then, once he’s back on top…The Blade’s gonna step things right up to that next level. Axel Reid: What does he mean? Ruby Parvati: If you shut up, maybe he’ll tell us…! And indeed, after a moment, that is exactly what The Blade does: Ryder Blade: See, after The Blade was done trippin’ over the end of his streak…he started thinking. And he realized…the end of #Xcellence didn’t mean the end of The Blade as the most dominant dude in VoW history! Axel Reid: …wait a minute… Ryder Blade: Nah, once he started thinking, The Blade realized there was still one more thing left for him to win. One more record for him to break. One more way for him to make history, and put his name down in the books as the best Champion VoW has ever seen! And that… Ryder pauses again, smirking as the crowd simmer in a low boil. Ryder Blade: …was to beat the only dude in this company who’s a bigger deal than The Blade. The crowd’s volume intensifies as Blade turns towards the entrance ramp, now clearly sending a message. Ryder Blade: And that is why…right here, tonight, in Erie, Pennsylvania…The Blade is making it official. Right here, tonight, Mr. Main Event, The Dude With The ‘Tude, the most dominant Champion in the HISTORY of Visionaries of Wrestling…is calling out the final boss. The camera closes in on Ryder as he points a finger out towards the empty entrance platform, his meaning extending well beyond it, all the way to the back.Ryder Blade: CasanOLDa English…you better take your pills, bruh. ‘Cause starting tonight…The Blade is gonna be coming…for the WORLD VISIONARY CHAMPIONSHIP!A mixed reaction greets these words, with some fans admiring Ryder’s boldness while others are more preoccupied with mocking and decrying his efforts. The Blade himself seems oblivious to either response, instead collecting his two goons and heading back up the ramp to the back. In another moment or so, all that is left of his presence is Blink 182’s ‘What’s My Age Again’, which blares through the speakers as the announcers comment on what they just heard.Axel Reid: Ryder Blade leaving a bold statement here tonight, and letting the fans here at Erie, Pennsylvania, and everyone watching at home, that he is not finished, and that he wants to be the one to finally dethrone Casanova English as World Visionary Champion!Ruby Parvati: Oh, I’m so PROUD of him!Axel Reid: …don’t you think maybe he bit off a little more than he can chew?Ruby Parvati: That’s bullshit, Axel, and you know it! Ryder’s improved immensely in his time at VoW! Why shouldn’t he be able to beat the Champion?Axel Reid: …uh, because better men than him have failed…?Ruby Parvati: So…? Maybe they just didn’t want it enough! Ry-Ry knows that to be the man, you gotta BEAT the man! So he’s gonna try and beat the man! Simple!Axel Reid: ‘Simple’ is not a word I’d use to describe beating English…but at any rate, ladies and gentlemen, a momentous announcement by Ryder Blade to kick off this edition of Breakthrough!Ruby Parvati: Love him or hate him, The Blade always knows how to make an impact – and he’s proven that here tonight!Axel Reid: We will see if Blade can live up to his promises later tonight, when he faces Hardcore Heath in our evening’s main event! For now, however, Breakthrough rolls on!With this, the feed cuts away from the ringside area to focus elsewhere. |
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Post by the Unsound Sky on Feb 19, 2016 12:45:19 GMT -6
- Opening Match -
Tristan Ambrose Vs. Lukas Emery As we return to ringside, The lights go out as the sound of rain enters the arena, backed with some thunder in the background. The arena slowly starts to flicker a dark blue color as a heartbeat is heard throughout the arena, matching the beat of the light. It quickens as the flicker getting faster till all the lights in the arena go out again. Drake's Forever begins as a hooded Tristan Ambrose steps out backwards from the curtain, Alexander in tow, before taking the hood off and spinning around, putting his hands together in front of him, revealing the logo on his gloves. Jerry Heisenberg: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Seattle, Washington, weighing 205 pounds...TRISTAN! AMBROOOOSE! Squatting a bit, Tristan does a double gun taunt, before starting to walk to the ring. Hopping up on the ropes, he enters through the middle rope, before acending the nearest turnbuckle and putting his hands together once more. Hopping down he takes his jacket off and pulls on the ropes while waiting for his opponent. Ruby Parvati: This is disrespectful, if you ask me! Tristan Ambrose is a former World Champion. Where do they get off putting him in the opener, and then making him come out first? Axel Reid: Everyone starts at the bottom here, Ruby. If anything, Tristan being in the opener is a sign of the staff's faith in him! Haven't you ever heard that the opening contest sets the standard for the rest of the night? Ruby is none too convinced, and is still pouting when a second song starts up on the Titantron, "One more time and you'll be dead.
At least that's what I think they said.
Ooooh
Forty days won't break a man.
It was a bullet in his head....
Oooohhh."The house lights turn to a deep blue tint as "Revolution Man" by The Union Underground continues to play over the sound system. Lukas Emery slowly makes his way out onto the stage, dressed in his all black attire, with a snarl on his face. He stands at the top of the stage for a moment, snarling, until the drum beat comes in, as he begins to make his way to the ring. Jerry Heisenberg: And making his way to the ring, from New Orleans, Louisiana....Lukas Emery! Lukas makes it to ringside and slides into the ring, walking over to the corner and slumping back against the turnbuckle, waiting for his opponent. Axel Reid: And here comes a very mysterious young man, Lukas Emery... Ruby Parvati: Oh, great. MORE crazy people! 'Cause we have so few of them, right? Axel ignores his partner's remark as, in the ring, the two wrestlers eye one another warily, giving each other a wide berth as they circle the ring. A moment later, the referee gives the signal to start the match, and the two have free reign to lock up, which they promptly do! Being extremely evenly matched, the tie-up goes on for long seconds, which each man pushing the other back, only to be pushed back himself a mere moment later. In this manner, the two jockey for position, with neither getting the definitive upper hand. Axel Reid: Look at how evenly matched these two competitors are... Eventually, Ambrose uses his experience to lift a knee and hit Emery in the stomach to gain the advantage. He follows this up with another knee strike, then a forearm smash, driving Emery to the corner. There, he begins to deliver punches in rapid succession, until the referee tells him to back off. Ambrose does not seem best pleased about that, but eventually complies, taking a couple of steps back to allow Emery out of the corner... ...only to connect with an uppercut, sending his opponent sprawling right back to the corner! Axel Reid: Look at the intensity of Tristan Ambrose! Ruby Parvati: He wants to prove he's better than the lousy spot they gave him. I get it. And I dig it. Now firmly in control, Ambrose goes to retrieve Emery and set him up for a turnbuckle bomb... ...only for the New Orleaner to escape via a headscissors takedown! Axel Reid: Excellent counter from Emery, and he may just have found a way back into this match! That does seem to be the case, as the newcomer rolls through to his feet and goes in quick pursuit of the former NEW World Heavyweight Champion. He grabs Ambrose from behind and locks in a standing crossface, attempting to drag his opponent towards the centre of the ring. He is only halfway successful in this endeavour, however, as Ambrose thrusts an elbow into his stomach, releasing the hold. Unfazed, Emery transitions into a German suplex, throwing Ambrose against the ropes! He then takes a few steps back and begins to measure his opponent... Axel Reid: What is Emery looking for here?! A moment later, that question is answered, as the bayou dweller takes off with a running lariat, looking to chop Ambrose's head off! The more veteran wrestler is, however, able to telegraph this, and lowers the top rope, chucking Emery to the outside! Ruby Parvati: Man overboard! Axel Reid: And now there goes Ambrose as well! In fact, the moment he catches his opponent on the outside, Ambrose vaults onto him with a somersault plancha. It connects on impact, but leaves Ambrose himself worse for wear, and for a moment, the two men roll around on the outside, composing themselves. The referee starts his count! ONE! TWO! Ambrose is quickest to his feet, and goes to grab Emery, but the Orleaner reverses it and sends Ambrose against the apron before rolling him into the ring. He then gives him a wide berth just in case, re-entering the ring just as the referee counts 'Four'. Axel Reid: Both men back in the ring now, and Emery is sizing up Ambrose yet again... This time, the running lariat connects. Ambrose, who is just getting to his feet, gets sent right back to the mat, and Emery covers! ONE! TW—Ambrose kicks out! Axel Reid: First pinfall of the match belongs to Emery, who seems to have turned the tide here... Indeed, coming out of the pin, Emery is firmly in control. He brings Ambrose to his feet and scoops him up into a powerslam, only to bring him right back up and apply a backbreaker, before topping the sequence off with a DDT! Axel Reid: What a sequence from Lukas Emery! Ruby Parvati: I still fancy Ambrose...and I mean that in the British sense. Axel Reid: ...you would... As the announcers banter, Emery has Ambrose on his feet again, and is sizing him up. A moment later, he sends his opponent into the corner with a vicious clothesline! Ambrose bounces off, and Emery grabs his head! Axel Reid: Ambrose got caught in the Waves of Sorrow...and now Emery is looking for the move he calls Vindicta! He wants to end this! ...NO! Ambrose is quicker to react, and locks Emery into a series of suplexes! He hits a German, then transitions into a full nelson, and finally a bridged straitjacket suplex!! The referee drops down to count the pin! ONE! TWO! TH—NO!!! Axel Reid: Last-gasp kickout from Emery...and Ambrose was so close! The former NEW Champion seems to know this, and runs an angry arm across his mouth as he gets back to his feet and waits for his opponent to do the same. Then, the minute Emery is in a suitable position, he steps forward and traps his head between his legs. He signals to the crowd with a gun taunt, then secures Emery's arms and legs. Axel Reid: Uh-oh... Ruby Parvati: I think we're going to like this, Axel... The crowd erupts as Ambrose leaps forward, planting his opponent into the mat face-first! Ruby Parvati: Tristan Ambrose just had The Last Word!! As I knew he would... The referee drops down and counts! ONE! TWO! THREE! Jerry Heisenberg: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match...TRISTAN AMBROSE!! Axel Reid: Tristan Ambrose uses his veteran status to get the win here, but Lukas Emery established himself as a definite force to be reckoned with, and took the former NEW World Heavyweight Champion to the limit! Something tells me we haven't seen the last of this man at all! Ruby Parvati: ...yeah, like the fact he just got here... Before Axel can reply to this latest jab from Ruby, however, the feed cuts elsewhere... |
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Post by the Unsound Sky on Feb 19, 2016 13:13:33 GMT -6
An Announcement from VoW Officials! Our view returns to ringside to see the still present General Manager now standing in the middle of the ring after the wrestlers have made their exits. She has a mic in hand, and despite receiving some boos from the crowd, she manages to get mostly silence before speaking... Sky Sangue: As always, I will be making this short. We have reached the 40th Breakthrough and will soon hit the 50 mark. This is an incredible feat considering how small we started out as. It is thanks to the efforts of both the staff, the wrestlers, and the fans that we are where we are today. As soon as she says this the crowd now cheers, happy to have been mentioned as a catalyst to VoW's success. Sky nods toward them, the expressionless gaze shifting to a slight smirk. Sky Sangue: Now, seeing as we have grown we've also garnered the attention of many. This includes other sponsors. Xcel Energy has been good to us and we appreciate their support in this thriving company, and look forward to continue working together. That said, we have caught the eye of a certain company, whose headquarters currently happen to be based in our home state of Minnesota... and after much discussion and negotiation, we have finally come to a deal. The fans seem intrigued by this, as do the commentators, who listen with curious gazes. Sky continues smoothly... Sky Sangue: With over 1100 locations, still going strong after 34 years... we are now officially affiliated with Buffalo Wild Wings!!! As soon as Sky says this, the crowd pops. Because who isn't a fan of chicken wings? We pan over the excited fans before returning to a proud GM. She nods firmly, before putting the mic back to her lips... Sky Sangue: That said... myself and my associates have also been in discussion with both Xcel and our new friends at BWW... and we have come to the decision that our scheduling must change to accommodate certain situations and align with what we currently are. Thus, Visionaries of Wrestling will now take place on Thursdays, later at night due to a heightened rating! So look forward to what's to come, and give a warm welcome to our newest sponsor and associates! Thank you. With that, Sky lowers her mic and hands it over to the nearest ring aid, as the fans all applaud respectfully before the GM makes her way out... |
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Post by the Unsound Sky on Feb 19, 2016 13:16:59 GMT -6
Street Fight Challenge
Dustin Holt Vs. Jamo The lights drop down as a video package begins to play on the giant screen. A solid spotlight appears on the stage as a silhouette of a woman appears in the spotlight. She stands off to the side and claps her hands. Red lights fill the arena as "Close My Eyes Forever" by Device begins to blare through the sound system. A disgruntled looking man wearing a wife beater and dirty jeans walks out onto the stage as the crowd instantly breaks into a loud roar. A slight smirk comes across his face as he kisses his gorgeous wife on the lips. They then proceed to walk down the ramp. Jerry Heisenberg: The following contest is the STREET FIGHT CHALLENGE! Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by his wife, Jennifer Holt, he hails from Orlando, Florida and weighed in this evening at 238lbs... "THE PSYCHO" DUSTIN HOLT!!! Axel Reid: Well this is the night for Dustin Holt to finally let out his anger and frustration after being eliminated from the Visionary Rumble at Double Jeopardy. Ruby Parvati: He should be angry. He was eliminated by a mute! Axel Reid: Alec Rose was the eventual runner-up in that Visionary Rumble... Ruby Parvati: Even worse, he was thrown out by a future loser! Axel Reid: ... Sigh... but as we just heard from Jerry Heisenberg, this won't be an ordinary match. This will be under Street Fight Rules, which Sky Sangue sanctioned after Dustin threw out the challenge for anyone in the locker room to accept. Ruby Parvati: And the person who accepted has clearly lost his mind. Who would want to face a man this deranged in this kind of match? Axel Reid: How about a man who calls himself "The Grimm Reaper"? Dustin ignores what the fans are saying as his wife proceeds to shout back at them. He slides into the ring, crawls over to the nearest corner and waits in a seated position for the match to begin while his wife Jennifer Holt takes her place on the sideline. Axel Reid: I don't know if it's wise for Jennifer to be out here during this, but she is the manager of her husband. Ruby Parvati: I hope she gets a trash can to the face. That will make my day... The drum beats of “Orion” by Metallica then start to play, simultaneously making the arena lights flash along. Then a guitar solo makes the lights flash rapidly as white smoke floods the stage. The screen then shows a Grim Reaper standing and opening his arms, commanding the arrival of Jamo from behind the black curtain. He stands on the middle of the stage, wearing a metal mask, short jeans, one knee pad and one knee brace pad on top. He is soon joined by his brother Andrew, wearing a football jersey and rugged jeans. After standing amongst the smoke for a while, Jamo starts to walk towards the ring. Jerry Heisenberg: And his opponent, he hails from Sydney, Australia and weighed in tonight at 235lbs… “THE GRIMM REAPER” JAMO!!! Axel Reid: If there's a match type that suits this man, it's a good old-fashioned Street Fight. I've said it once or twice before, but it does bear repeating. This man earned his name in hardcore matches across the globe. This is what he developed his style on, what he conditioned his body to endure. And after Dustin made this challenge, Jamo could not resist. He was the first to put his name on the list, and of course he was granted the chance to face Dustin and get some revenge. Ruby Parvati: Revenge? Axel Reid: Dustin threw Jamo out of the Visionary Rumble, if you remember. Ruby Parvati: Ah ... I forgot he was even there. Axel Reid: How ... how could you forget that? Ruby Parvati: I try and block him from my memory because his face freaks me out so much. Jamo reaches the ring and then mounts the steps, extending his arms as the crowd cheer. He looks around at the audience before he enters the ring, doing the same pose in the center of the ring before he removes his mask and leaves it on the apron. Ruby Parvati: Put it back on! Put it back on please! Axel Reid: He won't listen to you, Ruby. He just wants to beat Dustin up right now. Ruby Parvati: ... Can he at least do it with a towel wrapped around his head? As Dustin and Jamo stare at each other, chomping at the bit to start this brawl, Andrew suddenly starts to move towards Jennifer at ringside. Startled, and rather intimidated by this man, Jennifer begins to back-pedal and retreat towards the entrance, all while she talks him off doing anything to her. Axel Reid: What's going on here? Clearly Jamo and Andrew planned this out, getting rid of Jennifer to ensure Dustin was alone for this match. Being protective of his wife, Dustin exits the ring and starts to go after Andrew... but Jamo follows him and clubs him from behind, ensuring that Andrew chases Jennifer to the back and out of sight! Ruby Parvati: Okay, she's gone now. That's a relief! With Dustin and Jamo already fighting at ringside, the referee decides to signal for the bell! DING DING DING!!! Axel Reid: And this match has officially started with both men outside the ring! That's Street Fight rules for you! Gaining the advantage, Jamo repeatedly headbutts Dustin until he slams him back-first into the boarded barriers that separate the crowd from the action! The audience react loudly and pat the wrestlers wherever they can reach, but Jamo and Dustin don't seem to care. Jamo certainly doesn't, focusing his energy on Dustin with a well-placed knee before he walks Dustin back to the ring and rolls him inside. Ruby Parvati: And into the ring they go. Axel Reid: Not quite. Jamo is searching for plunder! Content with anything he can get his hands on, Jamo begins littering the canvas with trash can lids, one trash can, a mop and accompanying bucket, and two chairs. Axel Reid: The VoW staff stored quite a few things under the ring for this contest, but I didn't think they'd put in this much stuff! Ruby Parvati: They should have put a mirror there so Jamo can go blind at his own reflection! Finally, with Dustin recovering amongst numerous objects that are now classed as weapons, Jamo enters the ring with a frying pan. Ruby Parvati: They even took stuff out of catering! Jamo readies the frying pan as Dustin gets to his feet, but the Psycho boots Jamo in the stomach to defend himself! Unleashing some punches of his own, Dustin takes Jamo to the corner before he mudhole stomps him to the canvas. Afterwards, Dustin locates a trash can lid and charges at Jamo... only to jump up, place the lid at his feet and dropkick the lid into Jamo's face! Ruby Parvati: Now he's Oscar the Grouch! Axel Reid: Did you have to make a Sesame Street reference? Ruby Parvati: I had a weird childhood... With Jamo dazed from the dropkick, Dustin beats the lid across Jamo's head and spine, eventually rendering it completely useless as it folds more and more. Upon seeing the state of the lid, Dustin chucks it outside and grabs Jamo, giving him a Belly to Back Suplex that leads to a cover... ONE! TWO! NO! Jamo gets his shoulder up! Axel Reid: The first cover of the match only gets two. Ruby Parvati: Remember kids, three comes after two! Axel Reid: Thanks for that numeracy lesson, Countress. Looking around at the weapons on display, Dustin chooses one of the two chairs. He throws it into the air before catching the legs with both hands, testing out its weight and how much damage he can cause. But as he turns around, Jamo surprises him with a charging Shoulder Block, smashing the chair back into his chest! Axel Reid: Look at Jamo's energy! It's like those trash can lid shots did nothing at all! Dustin feels his chest as Jamo grabs the mop bucket, flipping it between his hands before he shrugs and places the bucket over Dustin's head! Ruby Parvati: NO! Put the bucket over YOUR head! Visually impaired by the bucket, Dustin is unable to see Jamo grab the mop, which looks like it has recently been used. Testing this out, Jamo smells the dampened strands, rearing his head back in repulsion. After he does this, he turns the mop around in his hand and goes towards Dustin, smearing the mop head across Dustin's body to the cheers of the crowd! Axel Reid: That mop could have been cleaning up anything! It must be rancid! Ruby Parvati: I hope it wasn't a toilet mop! Having had his fun, Jamo suddenly returns to business as he cracks the mop onto the bucket, causing Dustin to shudder from the impact! Dustin immediately grips the bucket, but Jamo smacks the stick against Dustin's hands, then against his stomach! Jamo proceeds to nail Dustin wherever he feels like with the mop handle, before he finally smashes it across the bucket one last time! Axel Reid: Do you have a Sesame Street reference for that? Ruby Parvati: Not really... Finally giving Dustin vision again, Jamo rips the bucket off his opponent's head before he stomps on his face. Having subdued the Psychopath, Jamo forces Dustin back to his feet before he grabs Dustin in a full nelson, powers him up and slams him down! Axel Reid: A Full Nelson Slam from Jamo! Jamo then makes the cover on Dustin... ONE! TWO! NO! Dustin gets his shoulder up this time around! Ruby Parvati: Stained with mop residue and all, Dustin is not giving up easily! Axel Reid: That bucket might have rattled some sense into him too! After clearing the ring of the mop and bucket - and lessening the debris these two men will fight amongst - Jamo squats down, barking at Dustin to stand back up. The self-proclaimed "Psycho" does exactly that... and catches a charging Jamo with a high knee! Axel Reid: Both these men are recovering quickly! It's how they've managed to survive so many brutal fights throughout their careers! Collecting the garbage can, Dustin gives Jamo a taste of his own medicine as he blinds his opponent by stuffing it over his head and upper body. But instead of getting the mop, Dustin simply jumps up and lands a Double Knee Drop where Jamo's face is! The crowd react awfully to this, some squirming at how the compacted can may have crushed an orbital bone or broken Jamo's nose. Ruby Parvati: I think that might have improved his looks. Good job, Dustin! Suddenly, as the crowd seem to settle and wait for what's going to happen next, Dustin produces a stapler from his jeans to vile amazement! Axel Reid: He can't be serious... With a crazed look, Dustin tears the can away and mounts Jamo, hammering him with punches before he ultimately presses the stapler against Jamo's forehead... AND SNAPS A STAPLE INTO IT! Axel Reid: This fight just got ten times worse! Jamo naturally feels his forehead, trying to take the staple out of his skin. But after laughing at Jamo's discomfort, Dustin smashes the stapler against his opponent's head! He chucks the stapler away and covers as the referee is forced to do his job... ONE! TWO! THR-- NO! Jamo only just keeps this match going! Ruby Parvati: He's a persistent beast! Axel Reid: Both of them are, Ruby. This match may get worse and worse as time goes on. Still shaking his head, Dustin ravages Jamo's forehead by biting him savagely! However, Jamo elbows Dustin away and turns the tables, mustering the will to mount Dustin and repeatedly headbutt his foe into submission! When Dustin fails to give in, Jamo, albeit groggily, stands back up and approaches the frying pan, which he uses to nail Dustin in the head with! Ruby Parvati: Looks like we're having scrambled brains tonight! Axel Reid: Why is this match making you jolly? Ruby Parvati: Sometimes laughter is the best medicine. Axel Reid: ... No, it isn't. Not for this. Sensing victory, Jamo grabs a hold of Dustin and throws him down with a T-Bone Suplex! Jamo then hooks the far leg for a cover... ONE! TWO! THRE--NO! Dustin survives with a last-second kick-out! Axel Reid: Dustin is determined as ever to win this Street Fight! It was his challenge, and if he loses, he may just go off the deep end! Ruby Parvati: As if he hasn't already? Cursing, Jamo barks at Dustin to get up again, shaking his arm for an impending attack. Dustin, slowly but surely, does get back to his feet, at which point Jamo runs past Dustin and hits the ropes, clearly building momentum! He sprints at Dustin and leaps forward... but Dustin boots Jamo in mid-air, sending his opponent to the canvas! Immediately following this counter, Dustin seizes a steel chair and CRACKS IT ACROSS JAMO'S SPINE! Ruby Parvati: And this is where the fun ends. Another shot to the spine puts Jamo down... but only momentarily! It's as if Jamo is possessed, unable to remain grounded as he forces himself up to his feet. Growling, Dustin slams the chair into Jamo's head... but yet again Jamo fails to remain still! Axel Reid: I knew Jamo was tough, but I didn't think he'd take this kind of punishment! Digging deep down, Dustin roars as he swings the chair, cracking it across Jamo's neck and spine with devastating impact! Axel Reid: And again that chair brings Jamo down! Ruby Parvati: Look, LOOK! As Dustin throws the chair down recklessly, obviously feeling he has this match won, Jamo suddenly starts pushing himself up again! Ruby Parvati: HE'S GETTING UP AGAIN! Axel Reid: It's like his body is made of steel! This is from all those hardcore battles he's fought throughout the years! In response, Dustin's eyes seem to bulge forward from their sockets in surprised enragement! Jamo forces himself to his knees, his own eyes telling Dustin to give him more. Losing control, Dustin pummels Jamo with hard closed-fists, under the impression that his opponent is openly mocking his attacks! Axel Reid: Dustin is doing all he can to keep Jamo subdued... but Jamo is still fighting! Jamo gets off a shot to Dustin's ribs, allowing him to properly stand! The crowd are behind Jamo at this point... until Dustin boots Jamo in the stomach as hard as he can and uppercuts the Grimm Reaper! Ruby Parvati: Now that's a difference maker! Without hesitation, Dustin grabs Jamo's head and lunges towards the downed chair, dropping Jamo face-first onto it with the CATASTROPHIC MELTDOWN!!! Ruby Parvati: Okay, that did it! Axel Reid: The Catastrophic Meltdown onto the chair! Dustin may have just noted his first victim of that move! Shoving the chair aside, Dustin covers Jamo with both legs tightly hooked... ONE! TWO! THREE!!! DING DING DING!!! At last Dustin settles, immediately raising his arms victoriously before he feels the back of his head with a grimace. Ruby Parvati: And Dustin finally wins his first match in VoW! Axel Reid: Appropriately, it was in a match he challenged anyone on the roster to face him in, but it also happened to be someone who is a considered a Hardcore Legend! Jerry Heisenberg: Here is your winner... DUSTIN HOLT!!! Dustin grabs the chair once more, and it appears he is going to attack Jamo again! Axel Reid: Wait, what is he doing now?! Instead, Dustin merely chuckles as he swings the chair at his side, staring at his fallen foe as the latter starts to stir and feel his forehead. Axel Reid: I thought he was going to do something then, but it appears he's showing Jamo he's ready for a fight at any time. Ruby Parvati: That was a well deserved win for him, you have to admit! I rather enjoyed that! Axel Reid: That doesn't surprise me in the slightest, not with how you've been acting recently. Ruby Parvati: I always enjoy watching someone like Jamo suffer. It brightens my day... and evening! Axel Reid: Well Jamo did give Dustin a fight... and I think he may want to get his hands on Dustin again. Deep down he must feel he can beat this man, but for now, Dustin is the one left standing victorious here in Erie! Once more Dustin reacts to the throbbing at the back of his head, but his pain does not sour his mood. Weirdly, it seems to bring him a sense of enjoyment, as if the pain he's feeling was worth it for this win. Dustin then abandons the ring with the chair, apparently taking it with him as a memento as he walks towards the entrance. Eventually the scene changes, just as Dustin lets out a celebratory roar and hoists the chair aloft to the booing audience. |
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Post by the Unsound Sky on Feb 19, 2016 13:21:44 GMT -6
Freedom Of Speech Axel Reid: Well Ruby, two matches in and it’s already been one Hell of a show... Ruby Parvati: It has indeed, Axel...I can’t wait to see what the rest of the show has in store for us... Suddenly “Live For This” by Hatebreed blasts out of the PA system and the fans boo heavily as “The Punisher” Matthew Robinson walks out onto the stage dressed in his wrestling gear along with his black “Breaking Necks, Ending Careers” T-shirt on. Rather than the normal sick and twisted smirk plastered across his face that we’re so used to seeing, it’s replaced instead with a look of hatred and anger. Axel Reid: Robinson doesn’t look like he’s in a very good mood tonight, Ruby... Ruby Parvati: Poor Matt... Robinson begins to make his way down the ramp in the slow, methodical way we’re so used to seeing from him by now and once he reaches the ring, he hops up onto the ring apron and climbs through the ropes and snatches the microphone from Jerry Heisenberg, who quickly leaves the ring, as “Live For This” fades out. Matthew Robinson: Well then...I suppose you all enjoyed watching that pathetic little dyke beat me at Double Jeopardy two weeks ago? The fans cheer wildly and begin a “Katie” chant which causes Robinson to snarl in disgust. Matthew Robinson: Of course you did...because you’re all just as pathetic as she is! And not to mention her precious fiancée as well! The same woman that I was stupid enough to marry and have kids with...let’s just say...she isn’t ever going to be winning the Mom of the Year award any time soon, because quite frankly she’s the worst mother on this planet! The fans then begin to boo Robinson heavily at the derogatory way that he is speaking about two of their heroes, Katie Moicelle and Stacy Jones. Matthew Robinson: At the end of the day though people...Katie’s so-called victory over me at Double Jeopardy? It was a damn fluke and she knows it...and deep down, all of you people know it too! Pointing out to the crowd, again, they respond with nothing but incessant booing. Matthew Robinson: Why am I not surprised...you know...for a country that seems to be all about freedom of speech...you guys are really hypocritical! I mean...I should be able to say and do whatever the Hell I want without having to deal with any of you idiots complaining about it! Pacing the ring a little, Robinson is seething a little. Matthew Robinson: You people should start showing me some God damn respect! Respect that I deserve! I’m a former FIVE TIME World Heavyweight Champion! A THREE TIME Hall of Famer! And I know what you fools are going to say...oh...but none of those accomplishments were achieved here in VoW! Well...I don’t NEED to win championships...or get myself into the VoW Hall of Fame to be relevant here...I’ve been relevant here ever since I made my debut! Finally, that sick and twisted smirk appears on the face of The Punisher. Matthew Robinson: The night I debuted...I saw all of your faces when I first revealed myself and I was standing side by side with my ex-wife opposite The Orphanage. I could see the excitement on all of your faces...that I was here in VoW and not only was I here but I was here to help destroy The Orphanage! He lets out a loud, sadistic chuckle. Matthew Robinson: But the best reactions that came from you people was that moment when you realised that I had played you all for fools! I dropped that pathetic wrist-cutting whore right where she stood and I officially aligned myself with the greatest faction to have ever stepped into a wrestling ring! The Orphanage! Again, the booing rains down on Robinson, but he clearly doesn’t give a damn, as per usual. Matthew Robinson: And since that day...I’ve been on the minds and lips of every single one of you...I remained relevant this entire time because of the sheer fact that I help weed out all of the failures! I rid this company of the wrestlers who can’t cut it! Ask any of them...Seifer Black...William Cambridge...Tyron Bickerton... Chuckling, Robinson nods with a large grin on his face. Matthew Robinson: Yeah that’s right...I’m taking credit for Tyron leaving VoW...anyone with half a brain knows that this whole “brain tumour” thing is a load of crap! Tyron ran away because he’s afraid of me...and I don’t blame him...he’s the only sensible one to cross my path! Robinson looks around the sold out crowd and stops as he recognizes someone in the crowd and points over to said person. Matthew Robinson: Hell! Even ask Ace Watson! He’s sitting right there! The camera cuts to the crowd, showing Ace Watson sitting there as he just chuckles, shaking his head, pretty much laughing anything off that Robinson has to say. Matthew Robinson: The reason why he’s sitting there in the crowd and not in this ring wrestling, is because of me! How’s your head doing, Ace? Watson gives him a thumbs up, still chuckling and shaking his head as he says something to the people he’s with, deciding to pretty much just ignore him. Matthew Robinson: All of these wrestlers...I took out for you people! I did it because VoW deserves to only have the best of the best...and those who can’t cut it...I take them out! It’s simple really...in the long run...the company will benefit...and one day...you’ll all thank me for it! Pacing the ring some more, he strokes his beard a little. Matthew Robinson: Of course...there’s still some work I need to do...I mean, first there’s my ex-wife, who thanks to her annoying brother managed to avoid being taken out not once, but twice, by yours truly. Then there’s her useless waste of space fiancée...and there’s also... Before Robinson can go on, he is interrupted by "Time To Shine" by Saliva blasting through the arena, a roar of cheers following as Tyler Storm walks out onto the stage with the I4NI Championship around his waist and his ring gear on along with a "Tyler Poster" t-shirt. Axel Reid: Looks like we have company Ruby, The Hybrid has heard enough of Robinson it seems. Ruby Parvati: It really isn't surprising to see Mr. Goody Two Shoes sticking his nose somewhere it doesn't belong, and to be honest I'm excited because if anyone can finally put an end to this misery, it is Matthew Robinson. Storm makes his way down the ramp and grabs a microphone before sliding into the ring and getting face to face with Robinson as the music fades out. The crowd continues to cheer loudly for The Hybrid as he backs up a bit from Robinson before beginning to speak. Tyler Storm: Matty R, nice to see you out here tonight. Well, not exactly, since every time you come out here you sound off like a broken record about how you injure people and make people leave and blah blah blah blah blah. And as much as I so love hearing someone repeat the same thing over...and over...and over...wait for it...and over again, I figured I would come out here and stop you while you are ahead before you get yourself into more trouble with people in that locker room and possibly with the VoW staff and Ms. Sangue. Robinson chuckles, folding his arms across his chest whilst placing the microphone close to his mouth. Matthew Robinson: What a surprise...Tyler Storm...the I4NI Champion...once again sticking his nose into business that isn’t his! Unfolding his arms, he then paces back and forth in front of Storm. Matthew Robinson: You know, I would have thought...that after hearing...and witnessing the things that I have done to so many people that you care so deeply about...as well as given your current circumstances...I’m surprised you’ve actually had the guts to come out here and confront me. So uhhh...what the Hell do you want? Storm smirks as he leans against the ropes. Tyler Storm: I mean, I've witnessed you do a lot of things recently, but the most recent was you pulling a hissy fit for losing to Katie at Double Jeopardy. But I'll cut to the chase Robinson, I don't like you verbally attacking my friends and threatening them. I get it, you can be pretty dangerous, Hell some consider me crazy for being out here right now probably, but the fact you don't know how to shut up and just show a little bit of respect to this company's great talents is ridiculous. He leans off the ropes and gets back up close to Robinson. Tyler Storm: I mean of all the things to stroke your ego about, you choose the countless injuries that happen in this company because you consider yourself to be the cause of those. I'll give you a few of them, don't get me wrong, but of all the ones to try and claim you calling a man having a brain tumour a fluke...dude that is the moment you need to learn to shut your mouth and sit your ass in the back... Robinson tosses his head back with laughter. Matthew Robinson: I guess you don’t care then...I shouldn’t be surprised you don’t care...I mean after all...where the Hell were you when Lacey and Cooper died in that car accident? The fans let out gasps at the fact of Robinson mentioning Storm’s deceased wife and son. Matthew Robinson: I would have thought that with that skank of yours getting so close to popping out another demon child, that you would value your safety...and theirs. Don’t you want to be there for them when she’s growing up? Being able to play with her and do normal Daddy activities instead of being stuck in a wheelchair because you didn’t know when to stay out of someone else’s business? Robinson’s trademark sick smirk appears yet again across his face as he gets in close to Storm. Matthew Robinson: You know...if you don’t want that to happen...I can always turn that threat I made to that whore of yours...into a promise and get rid of that little cretin for you... Storm glares right into Robinson's eyes before slowly forming a smile on his face to the confusion of Robinson. Tyler Storm: You know, I wish I was in a lot of places during the death of my ex-wife and son, but it's definitely a hard thing to do when you've been divorced with said ex-wife for about four months and it was during her time with my son. I certainly wish I could have stopped the drunk driver that hit her head on and killed her instantly from her neck snapping. I wish someone could explain why her car had to slam into the tree in the perfect position for my son to get impaled by a branch. Most of all, I wish...I begged...that I could have killed myself for the longest time. That I could have saved that marriage, that I could have been there...but I couldn't stop any of those things! As Storm reaches the end of that rant, the smile slowly disappeared, a look of anger overcoming The Hybrid as he backs Robinson up slowly against the ropes. Tyler Storm: If it weren't for Zelda, I wouldn't be around to say this to your face so listen up you stupid, ignorant, f<BLEEP>ing pathetic excuse of a man. You get this through your skull, I will f<BLEEPing end you if you ever...EVER...try to hurt my wife or my future daughter. You can say all you want, go ahead and be the little bitch that's all talk...because you dare step any farther I promise you, you won't be out here talking about all the injuries you cause anymore because I'll be putting you on that same shelf you claim to put so many people on, and I'll put you on it permanently. Storm smirks slightly as he laughs under his breath. Tyler Storm: Besides, everyone has become pretty aware of Winter controlling that leash of yours, so I know you ain't got the balls to do something like that because she already took those away from ya... The crowd let out another gasp with some cheers mixed in as Storm follows this up by pushing his hand against Robinson's face before backing up and glaring at The Orphanage member. Axel Reid: Tyler certainly isn’t backing down from Robinson here... Ruby Parvati: He obviously has a death wish or something... Suddenly Robinson drops the microphone and punches Storm right in the mouth forcing Storm to do the same as both men begin trading blows with one another and the fans cheer wildly. Axel Reid: And these two are going to town on one another! Ruby Parvati: Tyler’s about to become victim number eight right here! As both men continue laying into one another with hard rights and lefts, officials and security storm the ring and immediately separate the two Visionaries before they can do any more damage to one another. Axel Reid: And thankfully, order has been restored... Ruby Parvati: Thankfully? I wanted to see Matt destroy Tyler... Robinson raises his hands up defence and climbs through the ropes out onto the apron before hopping down to the floor below. Axel Reid: And it seems as if Robinson wants nothing more to do with Tyler here... Ruby Parvati: Pfft! More like, Matt’s decided to wait another day to end the career of the so-called “Hybrid”. Robinson shrugs himself free from the security and officials trying to restrain him and begins to back his way up the ramp whilst yelling obscenities at Storm. Back in the ring, Storm is still being restrained as he yells back at Robinson, full of anger, demanding he get back into the ring and fight like a man. Axel Reid: I think Robinson just realized that Tyler isn’t going to go down that easy... Ruby Parvati: Please...Tyler Storm can’t hold a candle to the great Punisher! Robinson then reaches the stage and disappears to the back leaving Storm still yelling for him to get back into the ring and fight as we cut elsewhere. |
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Post by the Unsound Sky on Feb 19, 2016 13:23:25 GMT -6
All or Nothing Kelsey is shown backstage, sitting in the hallway on a box of stage equipment, playing games on her phone. The camera pans out to show Rebecca Saint and Thaddeus standing next to her, accompanied by a chorus of boos from the crowd in attendance. Rebecca bitterly clears her throat, catching her apprentice’s attention. She puts her phone away and jumps up to greet her with a smile. Kelsey Spencer: Miss Saint! Thaddy! Nice to see you! Thaddeus rolls his eyes with disgust as Rebecca raises a single finger in Kelsey’s face, causing her peppy attitude to dissipate. Rebecca Saint: What makes you think you have the right to speak to me after that shameful display at the pay-per-view? Kelsey Spencer: Your embarrassing loss in that Battle Royal? Because I know you don't mean the incredible match I had... Rebecca Saint: Excuse me? Kelsey’s mouth widens as she raises her hands as an instinctive defensive mechanism. Kelsey Spencer: I didn’t mean to offend you, Miss Saint! I was just saying, a lot of people praised my match, and… Rebecca Saint: Alright, zip it! Kelsey hangs her head, obeying Rebecca’s commands. Rebecca Saint: End of the day, you lost. Making you a loser! There’s a lengthy silence, as Kelsey turns her head to the side. Kelsey Spencer: At least I was on the actual show… Rebecca Saint: What was that?! In a moment where Kelsey would normally be apologetic or intimidated, she’s not. Instead, she simply turns back to face her mentor, staring her down right in the eyes. Rebecca, seething with rage, approaches Kelsey until she’s uncomfortably close to her face, before shirt-fronting her and muttering a few words of warning. Rebecca Saint: If you ever -- and I do mean EVER -- disrespect me like that again, you’ll suffer the same fate as Beasley will tonight. Is that clear? Kelsey Spencer: Crystal. Rebecca Saint: Good… She backs off, releasing her shirt as her rage subsides. Her demeanor changes, as she sarcastically rubs the creases out of her protege's shirt. Rebecca Saint: Tonight, I’ve gotta clean up your mess, seeing as you couldn’t get the job done; I’m going to end Valerie Beasley’s career! And I want you to watch this one closely, so you can take note of how it’s done. Kelsey nods as Rebecca snaps her fingers, indicating for Thaddeus to lead the way. Rebecca walks with confidence, lightly shoulder-barging her teammate as she passes. Rebecca Saint: Oh, and one more thing… She briefly walks back into frame, as Kelsey resentfully turns to face her. Rebecca Saint: If you don’t make it out of that Three Way Match with a victory tonight, you can forget about being my apprentice from this day forward. One mean-yet-attractive hair flip later, and Rebecca leaves for a second and final time. The camera zooms in on a distraught Kelsey, who may lose all she’s worked for tonight if she doesn’t come up with a victory. Fade out to the next scene. |
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Post by the Unsound Sky on Feb 19, 2016 13:28:56 GMT -6
Alec Rose Vs. Matt Robinson The crunching riff of “Live For This” by Hatebreed blasts out of the sound system, accompanied by a chorus of boos from the fans. The jeering intensifies as Robinson walks onto the stage, not displaying his common sly smirk this time, but instead a bitter scowl. Jerry Heisenberg: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, he hails from Miami, Florida by way of London, England and weighed in tonight at 245lbs… “THE PUNISHER” MATT ROBINSON!!! Axel Reid: Just the change of Robinson’s usual expression alone makes me feel that something sinister is going to happen tonight. Ruby Parvati: Katie’s win was a fluke, Axel. A fluke! This man should not be beaten by the likes of her! Axel Reid: What a way to give credit to a worthy Zero Gravity Champion… Ruby Parvati: Worthy?! She’s only worth the cheap-ass make-up she puts on her face to make herself look cuter! Robinson is what he says he is: the best wrestler in VoW today, the toughest competitor in VoW, a bonafide Wrestling God! Axel Reid: Are you finished? Ruby Parvati: That’s not including his supremely good looks, his chiselled physique, his… his… Axel Reid: … And you’re blushing again. Ruby Parvati: I can’t help it! This man is THE man among men! Robinson reaches the bottom of the ramp and slithers underneath the bottom rope. He climbs the furthest turnbuckle, raising his arms to the sky as the crowd boo heavily once more. Axel Reid: You can list his achievements and good looks all you won’t, but that doesn’t mean our fans should like it. Ruby Parvati: They could at least RESPECT what he’s done! Axel Reid: Ending careers earns respect now? Ruby Parvati: It proves he’s a man of his word, something men have trouble doing… As Robinson cracks his neck to ease muscular tension, his music fades away, only to be replaced by a familiar voice. "There are, of course, those who do not want us to speak." As the voice fades, the opening to "Digital World" by Amaranthe kicks up. The lights are flashing with the beat, as we see Alec Rose casually step onto the stage. Along with the first verse, he holds up a tablet with the words "NEXT GENERATION" typed in bold lettering, as the crowd starts to cheer. He smiles slightly, making his way down the ramp, as his manager Lizzy heads out from behind the curtain with a megaphone. She starts shouting into it, pumping up the fans, as Rose continues along the rampway, slapping a few hands on the way. Jerry Heisenberg: And his opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Lizzy Bowman, he hails from San Diego, California and weighed in tonight at 197lbs… “THE ANALOG” ALEC ROSE!!! At ringside, Alec turns around and grabs the oncoming Lizzy's hand, kissing the back of it, before smirking at her and sliding in backwards, using the ropes to swiftly hop to his feet. He lifts the tablet again to show an intricately drawn rose made from coding, the numbers and letters flashing different colors, before fading out. The Analog then casually hands the tablet to his manager, before raising his fists and turning around… only to receive a rushing kick to the stomach from Robinson! Axel Reid: And look at Robinson attacking Rose before the bell! Knowing he won’t be able to calm Robinson down, the referee signals for the bell! DING DING DING!!! Robinson drives Rose into the corner as Lizzy cheers Alec on, hoping he can somehow counter Robinson’s barrage of boots and uppercuts. Axel Reid: Rose can’t seem to cover from these blows! I know he has MMA experience but the way Robinson caught him off-guard has put him into a vulnerable position! Ruby Parvati: And this is why Matt is a God at what he does, Axel! He has managed to beat Rose to the punch and is hammering away all of his energy! Robinson continues punching Rose and stomping him, but suddenly, as Robinson pauses at the referee questioning his motives, Alec manages to shove Robinson back with an open Palm Strike to the face! Axel Reid: And that was all Rose needed to stop the Punisher it seems! The Punisher feels his nose, allowing Rose to force himself out of the corner and deliver a straight punch to Robinson’s torso. In quick succession, Alec connects with three swift jabs and a right hook, but his melee is not finished. Following the right hook, he begins to spin and snap Robinson’s chest with rolling Kesagiri Chops, performing three in a row before he finally concludes his retaliatory assault with a jumping Wheel Kick! Axel Reid: And that is the pure Martial Arts expertise of Alec Rose! He took down Robinson with great precision and timing! Ruby Parvati: But it wasn’t enough to do sufficient damage because Robinson is already getting back to his feet! Once The Punisher fully stands, Rose hits a middle kick to the ribs, which he follows up on with a Hip Toss. Robinson hastily stands up again as he tries to remain stood, but Rose kicks out at him again. This kick staggers Robinson back, and Rose tries another right hook… until Robinson blocks it with both of his hands! Keeping hold of the arm, Robinson twists it over his head and then, with a different method of attack, snaps the arm onto his broad shoulder as he falls into a seated position! The moment Rose gets his arm snapped in such a manner, he immediately grabs his shoulder and falls to the canvas, showing great distress as Lizzy looks on concerned. Axel Reid: What a shoulderbreaker from Robinson, and I think… I think that move may have lived up to its namesake. Rose is… he’s not handling that well. I think his shoulder might have been pulled from the socket in some fashion. Ruby Parvati: Oh… that’s a shame. That’s what happens when you’re wrestling a man who has pent-up frustration at losing to a baby-faced nerd! Capitalising on Rose’s apparent injury, The Punisher mounts his foe and hammers him with free shots to the head. Rose fails to defend himself, but Robinson eventually stops. That is, however, until he starts to grind his forearm into Alec’s eyes, getting face-to-face and insulting Rose with words the cameras cannot detect! Ruby Parvati: This is the mark of a champion right here! He’s demonstrating his superiority and alpha male status! I love a man that does that. Axel Reid: And now we get some slaps from Robinson to Alec’s face, all as Rose’s arm is clutched at his side! Pulling Alec up by his bad arm - because of course he would - Robinson knees his foe in the stomach before he gutwrenches him onto his shoulder. He keeps Rose there for a moment before he shifts his posture, falling down with an Elevated Neckbreaker! Alec feels the back of his head with his better arm before Robinson covers him… ONE! TWO! NO! Rose somehow kicks out! Axel Reid: Rose kicked out of that Neckbreaker from Robinson, and that has to change Robinson’s view of his opponent! Ruby Parvati: Or, more likely, it’ll make him more aggressive and dangerous. Thinking of something else, Robinson hoists a grimacing Rose to his feet and switches behind him, lifting him up into an Olympic Slam! Robinson again goes for the cover… ONE! TWO! NO! Rose once again kicks out, showing great heart despite how his shoulder is! Axel Reid: Rose is still fighting on here. This man does not want to lose to someone like Matthew Robinson! Ruby Parvati: Well he’s going to have to swallow his pride and accept he’s the lesser man soon enough. And that’s not really a bad thing. EVERYONE is a lesser man compared to Matt! Losing his temper, Robinson batters the downed Rose with forearms to his chest before he quickly stands, stomping on Rose as hard as he can! Eventually, as Robinson continues his assault with no signs of stopping, a clearly concerned Lizzy gets up onto the apron, shouting at Matt through the megaphone! Ruby Parvati: Has she got a death wish? Does she know what this man has done throughout his career?! Axel Reid: It seems she’s trying to buy Alec some time, and this is what she thought of first! Finally looking at Lizzy, Robinson tilts his head as she scolds him from afar. Lowering the megaphone, Lizzy looks briefly at Rose, hoping he can get up in time. Robinson merely chuckles… until he suddenly rushes at Lizzy and shoulder barges her off the apron! The fans respond as anyone would expect, booing Robinson with great ferocity as Lizzy folds up on the ground, clearly hurt from the consequential fall! Axel Reid: Now how do you condone that?! Ruby Parvati: She asked for it! It’s her own damn fault! Having witnessed this reprehensible attack, Rose looks visibly enraged, which cancels out his usually calm demeanour. Rising to his feet whilst keeping his bad arm at his side, Rose kicks out at Robinson as soon as the latter dusts his hands and turns around! The kick causes Robinson to coil up, but Rose does not relent, viciously hitting a snap kick to Robinson’s head! Surprisingly, Robinson merely staggers back from the kick, prompting Rose to jump up and kick Robinson in the chest! Axel Reid: Rose is teaching Robinson a lesson now! HE’s the one who asked for this! Rose then blisters Robinson with chops and punches with the only arm he has… but it suddenly ends as Robinson swings his arm out and sends Alec to the canvas with a brutal clothesline! Ruby Parvati: And HE asked for that! So much asking, so much receiving! Shaking off the kicks and chops Rose administered, Robinson stomps on Rose’s bad shoulder again, causing The Analog to wince and grit his teeth. With a reddenned face of anger, The Punisher drags Rose back to his feet and powers him up into the air, catching him on the way down with The Mark of The Punisher! Ruby Parvati: Mark of The Punisher connects! Staggering from the uppercut, Rose is defenceless as Robinson grabs his opponent’s head, jumps up and drives his face into his knees with the TOTAL PUNISHMENT!!! Axel Reid: And then… Total Punishment. After quickly scanning his surroundings, Robinson heavily covers Rose… ONE! TWO! THREE!!! DING DING DING!!! Ruby Parvati: And the Wrestling God naturally goes back to his winning ways, as quick and decisive as that! Axel Reid: While Lizzy lies on the ground hurt and Rose has a dislocated shoulder… Jerry Heisenberg: Here is your winner… MATT ROBINSON!!! “Live For This” by Hatebreed plays again as the crowd boo Robinson mercilessly, watching a man raise his arms as he shows off his familiar smirk again. He then stands and spreads his arms, acting like the God he believes he is, which only spurns further boos. Axel Reid: Well I’ll tell you something… that could be another career Robinson has irreparably damaged. I’ve lost count at this point. Ruby Parvati: It’s a high-figure, but Matt is only doing what should be done. He’s eliminating the weak and those who insult him! Axel Reid: He does it to supposedly cure his boredom, Ruby. It has nothing to do with being weak. Alec Rose is not a weak man. The fighting spirit he showed us is an indication of that. As for those who insult him… if this man deserves respect, I deserve to be named President of the United States. Ruby Parvati: I’m voting for Hilary! Axel Reid: Let’s not get into that can of worms... Abandoning the ring, Robinson strolls by Lizzy without a second glance. Rose, on the other hand, dazedly looks around, only thinking of Lizzy as he tries to crawl towards her. The referee then heads outside and helps Lizzy, who is beginning to recover from the shove as she feels her back. |
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Post by the Unsound Sky on Feb 19, 2016 13:31:07 GMT -6
Words from a Lunatic The Erie Insurance Arena is going crazy as the fans have been jumping out of their seats. They are chanting "this is awesome" over and over again until "Close My Eyes Forever" comes over the speakers. The chants immediately stop as Dustin Holt steps out from the back without Jenifer Holt beside him. He stops on the stage while glancing from one side to the other. Ruby Parvati: Dustin is coming back out and he is alone. Axel Reid: I think you need to stay right here. Dustin slowly begins to descend down the ramp while keeping his eyes locked onto the ring. A few fans stretch their hands out toward him as he ignores them. He turns toward the steps and picks up a microphone left sitting on the top step. He gets inside the ring and looks at the ring announcer. Dustin Holt: Get out of my ring. The ring announcer quickly leaves the ring as Dustin places the back of his hand up to his nose. Ruby Parvati: Isn't he just dreamy? Axel Reid: Yeah what a real charmer... Dustin looks around the arena before bringing the microphone up to his lips. Dustin Holt: Over the past few weeks, there have been words being flung around by a certain individual. Now this individual has blatantly come out and threatened to break my neck. As I told this individual, better men and women have tried. However they all failed to get the job done. So what makes this person any different then them. You want my answer. It doesn't make this person different. You see words are cheap, which is why you can pay someone to write lines for you to read. Now this person had better get it through their thick skull that I am not an easy target. The crowd starts to buzz about who Dustin is talking about. Ruby and Axel even try to guess who Dustin is talking about. Dustin Holt: As you can see, I am still standing even after my brutal fight with that inferior "Hardcore Legend" Jamo. I mean the guy can throw down but everyone knows that you can't keep a Lunatic down. Now I'm not going to be stupid and say I'm invincible because I'm not. I will say that to that person who called me out on Twitter. You had better live up to your word otherwise you will be just another mouth breathing insect who failed. So take this how you want to but deep down you will be placed in a match with me. Until then, I will continue my quest for gold. Jamo was a challenge, but I want better than that. I want someone who these maggots seem to like. I want someone who I can truly grind my boot across their face. Dustin pauses, until he shrugs. Dustin Holt: Oh f-bleep- it. Katie Moicelle. If you are, or are not, the Zero Gravity Champion by the end of tonight, it doesn't matter to me... I am challenging you to a rematch. I don't care when it takes place or how long it takes to happen. I want you one-on-one, and I promise you, I will take that "pretty" little face of yours and turn it into mince meat. The crowd boos as Dustin narrows his eyes. Dustin Holt: I will have gold around my waist soon, and that will be a Lunatic Frenzy waiting to happen. Until then, I'll be biding my time, but don't keep me waiting. After that, he drops the microphone while "Close My Eyes Forever" strikes up again. Dustin rolls out of the ring and heads back up the ramp without even acknowledging the crowd. Ruby Parvati: So Dustin has issued another challenge, this time to Katie Moicelle. I hope she accepts so he can change her appearance forever! Axel Reid: Who could think of doing that to someone like Katie? Ruby Parvati: I would! Matthew Robinson did! She deserves to be knocked off her perch, and now I want Dustin to do that! Axel Reid: I think you want more than that from him. Ruby doesn't say a word as the cameras cut away. |
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Post by the Unsound Sky on Feb 19, 2016 13:33:54 GMT -6
Patrick Jones Vs. Kelsey Spencer Vs. Dathyn Jerry Heisenberg: This match is scheduled for ONE fall and will be contested as a Triple Threat! The arena goes black as a single spotlight cascades down onto the ramp. The lights stay off as Emma Browning's "Sweet Dreams” plays throughout the arena. About thirty seconds into the song, Dathyn walks out, wearing a sweatshirt with the hood up and a Bo staff on his back. Dathyn continues towards the ring, paying very little attention to the fans. Jerry Heisenberg: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at one-hundred-and-ninety-five pounds...from a Land Looong Forgotten...DAAAAATHYYYYN!!! When the 'screaming' in the music occurs, the lights begin frantically flashing, but then default after. Dathyn walks up the steps and jumps over the ropes before standing on the ring ropes and taking off his hood, staring into the distance. He then takes a coin out of his pocket and flips it before cracking a grin and taking a knee. Axel Reid: There’s Dathyn and we just know Ryan’s around here somewhere, probably hiding under the ring as per usual. Ruby Parvarti: Maybe I should have a kid, they seem pretty useful. Axel Reid: ..but would you remember to feed it? Ruby Parvarti: Yeah, probably not. Maybe I shouldn’t then. Axel Reid: Get a goldfish, instead. Or a pet rock, that’d be good for you. Ruby Parvarti: Good idea, I’ll name him Rocky. You know, like Balboa? I’m totally doing this when I get home. “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. Jerry Heisenberg: Now approaching the ring, weighing in at two-hundred-and-thirty-five pounds...from Louisville, Kentucky...PAAAAATRIIIICK JOOOOONES!!! 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. Ruby Parvarti: I think I’m gonna gag. Axel Reid: Was that burrito you ate earlier turned? Ruby Parvarti: No, it’s Jones’s happy go lucky attitude. It disgusts me. Axel Reid: Can’t blame a guy for looking at things optimistically. First World Anarchist by The Dollyrots starts up as Kelsey bursts out from behind the curtain, brimming with energy. It doesn't take her long to remember she's not supposed to be appealing to the fans any more, and she attempts to put on a facade that she really doesn't care what they say. Jerry Heisenberg: And last but not least, making their way to the ring, weighing in at one-hundred-and-twenty-four pounds...from The Gold Coast...KEEEEELSEYY SPEEEEENCERRRR!!! She makes her way down the ramp, visibly tempted to reach out and high five outstretched children's hands -- however, she manages to refrain from doing so as she continues on her way. She climbs into the ring, gazing out into the sea of fans that she used to go out of her way to entertain, as her music fades out. Axel Reid: After the loss to Zahara in what was a tremendous match-up, Kelsey will need to bring some of that explosive stamina and attitude here tonight against these two fierce competitors in Jones and Dathyn. Ruby Parvarti: She’ll beat Jones within an inch of his life. She’s got the potential to become one of the most vicious of vixens we’ve seen here in VoW but she’ll have to overcome Dathyn first. Axel Reid: Quit acting like this is either Dathyn or Kelsey’s win for the taking, PJ has just a good of a chance as them. Ruby Parvarti: Yeah well, I’ll believe it when I see it. DING DING DING! The three competitors trade stares, positions at the ready. PJ looks over at Kelsey, giving Dathyn the opening to strike with a Knife Edge Chop causing PJ to stumble back slightly. While Dathyn’s distracted with PJ, Kelsey connects with a shin kick to his midsection before PJ recollects himself and takes her down with a Quick Clothesline. Just as PJ stands back up, Dathyn’s back in the fray and lifts him with a Double Leg Takedown before going for the cover. ONE! PJ forcefully kicks out before Kelsey’s back up with a Dropkick to Dathyn’s cheek that sends him rolling over. Her next target’s PJ who’s back up to his feet, they find themselves in the collar-and-elbow tie-up but that doesn’t last too long as Kelsey slaps PJ across his face before performing a Belly-to-Belly Suplex despite the major weight difference. She rises, right into the path of an oncoming big boot from Dathyn -- but, she’s able to duck out of harm’s way and trip him up. Axel Reid: Wow! Where is Kelsey Spencer getting this from? She’s fantastic! Ruby Parvati: I’ve been telling you that since day one, Axel! Kelsey’s one of the greatest professional wrestlers in the entire world! Her athleticism, her skills, her grace.... It’s just mesmerizing! Before Dathyn can recover, Kelsey dashes across the ring. She decides to stick with what brought her to the dance, much to Rebecca Saint’s disdain, and launches herself off the ropes in an impressive springboard moonsault. She comes crashing down on top of Dathyn, conveniently landing in a pinning position. ONE! TWO! Luckily, PJ isn’t too far away, and manages to shove Kelsey off before going for a pin of his own on Dathyn. ONE! TWO! Kelsey rips PJ off Dathyn, and the two have a heated argument over who should be allowed to go for a pin. Whilst they bicker, Dathyn gets to his feet and sends both of his opponents hurdling over the top rope with a double clothesline; they crash simultaneously on the arena floor as Dathyn gloats over his accomplishment. He turns to the referee, seemingly trying to strike up a conversation that the man in black and white doesn’t seem to be interested in however the Kakhard doesn’t give up and pulls him by the shoulder, mumbling something with an odd sort of smile. That’s when his intentions become obvious as Ryan Gallagher slips out from underneath the ring wielding a steel chair. Ruby Parvarti: Come on, don’t strike Kelsey! Save it for Jones! Axel Reid: He shouldn’t be doing that to anybody! Ruby Parvarti: It’s a Triple Threat, he can do whatever he likes...apart from hurting Kelsey! I swear if the little sh*t- Ryan sends the chair flying into Kelsey’s back before doing it twice more then changing target’s over to PJ and does the exact same thing. He quickly slips back under the apron as Dathyn stops speaking with the ref and exits to the outside, he takes a moment to decide who his victim will be but ends up deciding on PJ, pulling him by the forearm and rolling him into the ring. He follows and goes for the cover. ONE! TWO!! PJ kicks out but at the same time, Kelsey reaches in under the bottom rope and gets a hold of Dathyn’s ankle, pulling him to the outside before a swift Snap Suplex. She slides back in as PJ makes it to his feet, she goes for a Dropkick but it gets tossed out of the way and she falls front first against the canvas. PJ reaches down and locks in an Armbar, applying as much pressure as he can but it falls in vain as Dathyn comes back in and sends a stern kick to PJ’s head. PJ rolls away to the corner and Dathyn goes for the cover on Kelsey. ONE! TWO!! But Kelsey kicks out. Axel Reid: See! I told you, Ruby! All of them have a chance at walking away with the victory, look how back and forth it is between them! Ruby Parvarti: PJ ain’t gonna win. Get it through your thick skull, Reid. Dathyn lifts Kelsey to her feet, seemingly going for a superkick -- but Kelsey has the wherewithal to catch the oncoming kick, and counter it with a devastating dragon whip. The thwack of Kelsey’s boot connecting with Dathyn’s jaw rings through the arena, causing many audience members to gasp as Dathyn takes a tumble to the outside, leaving just PJ and Kelsey in the ring. PJ goes for a clothesline, which Kelsey ducks and delivers several right hooks to his face, before sweeping his legs and locking in the Kelsey Cloverleaf. Ruby Parvati: She’s got it locked in, Axel! The Kelsey Cloverleaf! PJ’s gonna tap! As Kelsey wrenches the hold, PJ fights valiantly to make it to the ropes -- but just as he’s crawled within a fingertip’s reach, Kelsey drags him back to the centre of the ring and sits on him harder; the force being applied in the hold contorts PJ’s spine and legs in unnatural fashion. Tears of anguish begin streaming down Jones’ face as he reaches out to the bottom rope in vain. Ruby Parvati: Is he...crying?! What a pansy! Axel Reid: He must be in a world of pain right now, if he’s been reduced to tears! It makes sense, after those chair shots earlier! You’ve gotta admire the heart of Patrick Jones! The official comes around to check on him but it appears he’s out to it, his eyes are rolling around in the back of his head. The referee instructs Kelsey to let go but she yells at him in frustration, saying that he has to make PJ tap himself in this kind of circumstance. With haste, he reaches over to PJ’s arm and lets it go, his palm hitting the mat. He does it again, the same thing occurring. He goes for a third but Dathyn ruins it, coming back into the ring and wrapping an arm around Kelsey’s head before twisting himself and performing a Headlock Throw that causes her to bounce against the mat. He goes to lock in The Dove Pan but Little Pills by Devilskin starts to play, indicating that Hardcore Heath is close by. Ruby Parvarti: Great. Just great. Dathyn watches the ramp for several moments but there appears to be sign of the Psychopath at all. He waits about a minute longer but it looks like Heath’s just playing mind games. Dathyn turns around ready to lock in The Dove Pan again as Little Pills stops playing but as he’s getting into position, Kelsey reaches up with an explosive shin that gets in square in the chops. He falls backwards instantly as Kelsey gets back up to her feet, looking at Dathyn before turning her glance to PJ - this becomes a pattern. Ruby Parvarti: What’s she doing?! Just go for the cover, Kels! Axel Reid: I think she’s trying to decide just who she WANTS to pin. She answers the question on her face by pulling Dathyn by the legs to the centre of the ring, though she isn’t quite done there as she goes over to PJ - doing the exact same thing. She goes over to the corner, leaping up onto the turnbuckle before flying off with a Frogsplash that nails them both. She sprawls herself out on top of both them. The official leaps to the call. ONE! TWO!! .............. THREE!!! DING DING DING!!! Ruby Parvarti: Oh my god! Kelsey Spencer just pinned BOTH of her opponents at the SAME time! Axel Reid: Wow! That was certainly an impressive victory! She should be proud! Ruby Parvarti: Look at her face, Reid! She IS proud! Kelsey raises both arms in the air triumphantly before exiting the ring through the top and middle ropes. Ryan slides in to check on Dathyn just as we cut to commercial. |
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Post by the Unsound Sky on Feb 20, 2016 13:11:44 GMT -6
The Bitch Destroyer Arrives The employee parking lot was jam packed as cameras cut outside to see a dark blue Sedan pull into a vacant spot. The crowd inside the Erie Insurance Arena were starting murmur amongst themselves as the driver side door opens up. The cameras pan around to catch a toned leg step out as a female face pokes out with sunshades protecting her eyes from the harsh sunlight. The cameraman decides to zoom in a bit to grab focus on the face. As he racks it into focus, the face becomes clear as the audience burst into loud cheers. One set of cameras get a quick shot of Ruby Parvati and Axel Reid discussing the arrival of Valerie Beasley. Ruby: Oh, look who decided to finally show the hell up. Axel: What is your problem with Valerie? Ruby: My problem is that she wants to hurt two perfectly good women in Rebecca Saint and Kelsey Spencer. Axel: They threw the first shots. Valerie is just firing back. Ruby: Yeah, well I don't like it. Axel Reid rolls his eyes as the shot cuts back outside as Valerie walking up to the arena with her manager Todd right by her side. The cameraman decides to act as makeshift interviewer. Cameraman: Valerie, why are you arriving now? Are you ready for Rebecca Saint? Valerie just gives the guy a smile as Todd jumps in with answers. Todd Willingham: Valerie's plane just arrived from Lincoln alright. She tried to get an earlier flight but no such luck. As for her match with Reb.... Valerie places her hand on his chest while looking at Todd. Valerie Beasley: Todd, can I at least speak? Todd smiles while Valerie turns her attention back to the camera. Valerie Beasley: Rebecca Saint is going to find out what happens when I am pissed off. Is all that Valerie says while walking passed the camera. It pans around to show Valerie and Todd walking towards the employee entrance as it cuts back inside the arena. |
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Post by the Unsound Sky on Feb 20, 2016 13:20:53 GMT -6
The Wolf's Cure For VoW As VoW returns to the inside arena, an immediate loud screech blares through the audio system, causing several people in the audience to cover their ears until the screeching stops, at which time the arena goes pitch black. After a few moments, a female's voice can be heard speaking softly in a poetic tune. : Sleep now, young souls, for The Wolf is here. To bring a message that might strike fear. The truth can hurt, but it must be heard. Erie, Pennsylvania, thou shalt heed my words. The crowd begins to boo immensely as the female's speaking is replaced by an ungodly howl unleashed through the darkness followed by the eerie sounds of "Big Bad Wolf" by In This Moment oozing out of the speakers, the lights now at a dim red as the words of Maria Brink creep out, louder and louder. "Even in these chains you can't stop me..." "Even in these chains you can't stop me!" "Even in these chains you can't stop me!!!" The crowd slowly dissolves into increasing boos, but as they do the music actually stops and darkness fills the arena once more. Then, on the stage, a red light appears in the center and sitting there is Winter Pine, her head lowered with that very real looking wolf head garment draped over it. "EVEN IN THESE CHAINS YOU CAN'T STOP ME!!!!" The lights flash wildly as the song returns and immediately kicks up, the arena coming to life. Winter Pine lifts her head and rises to her feet, smirking as she makes her way forward towards the ring. Jerry Heisenberg: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome at this time..."The Big Bad Wolf" Winter Pine! Axel Reid: And we welcome you all back from commercial with an appearance from the woman who at Darkest Hour managed to score a huge victory over Stacy Jones, but that win was the least of what was to come from Winter Pine. Ruby Parvati: Without question Axel. You had to admire Stacy's efforts to fight through the pain after being attacked by Pine assumedly earlier the night, but no one expected Winter to try and hurt our resident News Reporter Zelda Lawson, who may I add really shouldn't have come to the ring and just made the situation a lot worse. Axel Reid: I can't really disagree or agree with you Ruby, but Zelda tried to help her friend and got herself in a bad situation. Luckily, Stacy found strength to protect Zelda from harm, but she paid a big price doing so taking a vicious Frostbite to the steel steps and we found out Stacy ended up receiving a pretty rough concussion from the event and thus she will not be appearing tonight at Breakthrough. As Pine makes it to ringside, she takes in the boos for a moment before sliding under the ropes and into the ring, a sadistic smile placed on her face as she rises back to her feet and takes the microphone from Jerry who leaves the ring. As the music fades away and the sounds of the booing crowd fully take over, Winter smirks as she leans against the ropes in front of her and brings the microphone up to her mouth. Winter Pine: What a warm welcome guys, thank you oh so much. I must have really shaken up some tail feathers at Double Jeopardy, which is surprising since I just saved you all from having to see Stacy Jones learn how to win again and then even better, I made sure Stacy couldn't even show her face on this show. If anything, you all should be thanking me. The jeers grow even louder as Winter rolls her eyes to the crowd before beginning to pace around the ring. Winter Pine: See of all the things I can not understand, it's the idols by which you people choose to stand by. Some people I get, I mean believe it or not I am a fan of Tyler Storm... The crowd cheers to the mention of The Hybrid. Winter Pine: See, I can get that one, Tyler was a good friend of mine who's only flaw is being involved with that little whore you people choose to also cheer for, Zelda Lawson. Trust me, the day you all learn of what a menace to society that waste of feminine meat is, you will thank me for wanting to rid VoW of her. And along with her, you people cheer for Stacy, and that makes so little sense. A woman who, mind you I do see her work for all this "No fear, no negativity" crap, is cheered despite being someone who pretty much promotes self harm and mental instability. She is someone that can't even get her own kids because she is too much of a danger to herself and is just as much one to them. Yet you parents in this crowd let your daughters cheer on this harlot, you help strengthen that woman's cause when you know she could be potentially hurting your children's futures! Winter scoffs as she stops in the center of the ring. Winter Pine: Then again, this is exactly why I'm not out here to please you people. You people are idiots, your minds are too far beyond corruption by not just these idols but by the ones you love dearest as well. You are all the reason this world is a horrible place, and you are all the reason people like Stacy end up the way they do because you lead them to this path of anguish with your "support." You stupid fans make me sick. The crowd boos as Winter rolls out of the ring and walks up to a girl sitting near the end of the ramp to the ring, and Winter smiles sinisterly as she leans over the barricade and glares into the little girl's eyes. Winter Pine: Now see, an example of stupidity right here. Sweetheart, what is your name. Little Girl: E...E-Elsie. Winter Pine: Aww, little Elsie, what's wrong? Are you afraid of the truth staring right into your little face. You see ladies and gentlemen, this girl is such a big fan of Stacy, I mean just look at her she practically dresses up like her. Sweetheart, how old are you? Elsie: S-seven. Winter Pine: Seven years old and her parents, like many of you parents out here with your own daughters, let her dress up like a little whore to support Stacy. It's sickening! Little Elsie, do you understand what a whore is? Elsie: Um...I think I always hear my daddy yell that at you when you come out here. Winter jumps back a bit as the crowd cheers on the little girl. The sinister smile disappears for a moment, but slowly returns as she leans back in to Elsie. Winter Pine: Oh is that so...well how about you ask daddy later why he let the mean ol' whore Winter do this. Winter grabs the homemade Stacy bandanna off of Elsie's head and blows her nose into it, causing the crowd to boo severely loud. Winter looks to hand it back to Elsie, but drops it to the floor just as she is about to hand it back before rolling back into the ring. The cameras focus on Elsie for a moment as she begins to cry a little and her dad behind her begins yelling at Winter while being held back by security. Winter Pine: You see people, that is a message to you parents. I'm here to eradicate people like Stacy from this company so your daughters can have real role models, ones who stand up to take down these people who are pathetic and worthless to this company and this planet. My plans for Stacy are only beginning, she is going to get a lot of people around here hurt. What I pulled at Double Jeopardy, that's just the beginning. Where will Stacy be when I get my hands on Zelda and she isn't around, where will she be when I find that sad little puppy dog fiancé of hers and put her down for good. Where will she be when... Before Winter gets another shot in, we hear the opening guitar ticks of "Open Your Heart," signifying that there's a certain brunette champion about to head out. Indeed, with microphone in hand, out walks Zero Gravity Champion Katie Moicelle to deafening cheers, though mixed with a couple of boos from some smark assholes who cheer the heels out of spite. Katie Moicelle: Cut it. "Open Your Heart" quickly fades out as Katie continues making her way to the ring. Katie Moicelle: You wanna talk about what's wrong with society, Ms. Pine? Here's an idea for you: Have you considered that maybe, JUST maybe you and your fellow Orphans are kinda... sorta weaving the hand basket of what wrong with society nowadays? Katie's tone becomes more serious, along with her expression. Katie Moicelle: Or is your hubris too large that the thought never crossed your mind? Quite a few cheers from that line. Katie Moicelle: Y'know, I could go 2 for 2 against the current Orphanage, that's no skin off my nose. Then, perhaps I could shut that yap of yours, quite permanently. I know, not exactly "family-friendly," but do I need to be in order to fight for what's accepted as right? Katie looks up at the crowd as if she asked them the question, as said crowd cheer for her. Still a couple of boos from those same smarks. Katie climbs into the ring and stares right into Winter's eyes before continuing. Katie Moicelle: Like I told Matt Robinson over Twitter a few weeks back, you need fans to get to where you are currently. Obviously by even being where you are, by being in this building, by Sky Sangue handing you a contract... you've done something right. You're a part of the most dominant stable here, you beat my fiancé, which isn't exactly an easy feat... but you've never beaten a champion since you've been here, as in actually pinned them. Sure, you were there during last Breakthrough's main event, but that was about it. You were there. Let the stats show: you did nothing. Meanwhile, ever since I beat Dathyn, I've busted my rear to get the honor of holding this. Moicelle holds up her Zero Gravity Title high above her head as the crowd cheers a bit in appreciation. Katie Moicelle: I have busted my rear to get this, and I'm not at all ready to give it up. Better people than the likes of you and your butt-buddy have tried and failed to keep me down, to keep these people, which they ARE people, by the way, not vermin... from having a Champion they can be proud of, from someone they can make a role model out of. I'm living proof that anyone can achieve their dreams and keep reaching higher, and that's half of what this title means to me. That's why I wanted it ever since I debuted in VoW. Slight pause, so everyone can catch their breath. Katie Moicelle: What kind of role model would you be to these people? What about to Stacy's children that you basically kidnapped? What about to-- Winter Pine: Oh my -bleep-, will you cut the crap little girl. Congratulations, little Katie is finally realizing that she can fight a little bit. Look sweetheart, I'm gonna save you the trouble right now of making yourself look like more of an idiot. Everyone out here knows I have done nothing more than help this company since I've gotten here. I helped when I joined The Orphanage and made sure the revolution we began won't stop and it certainly isn't anytime soon, because I know you can't stop it, Stacy can't, not even these little Chaos bitches walking around right now. I helped this company when I decided to go after Stacy, she is a disease on VoW and to this world. Winter laughs as she gets in Katie's face, smiling as she brings up her hand and begins stroking the hair of the Zero Gravity Champ. Winter Pine: I mean I really don't see why you can't realize she is going to be the downfall of so many people, including you. I get it, you love her, but love can blind you from reality sometimes. One day, you are going to sit down and realize your little fiancé is a stupid tramp whore just like that little friend of yours Zel Zel. It's getting obvious she is rubbing off on Stacy, as if the girl with enough cuts on her arms to make a picture out of needed more of a reason to be a poison to society. The crowd boos as Katie's face begins to look angrier and angrier, Winter smiling as she places her face right against Katie's. Winter Pine: Katie, I really don't want you to get involved in my business, Stacy isn't worth it. You have a nice career ahead of you, you can have the whole world following you and believing in you...or you can let the poison take you over. I will say this straight to your face as many times as possible. Stacy Jones, the woman you love, is a stupid, pathetic, no good, demoralizing, skanky, low life, all around just plain wrong b-bleep- and I...will...end...her. Now what do you have to say to that, little puppy. Will you smart up and run now, because if not, I am going to end you too. Katie's expression changes drastically, from almost crimson in the face to... what the hell, a smirk? It's as if she's become an entirely different person. Katie Moicelle: Let me think about it... Katie then... well, "thinks" about it... and thinks and thinks. Katie Moicelle: Hold on, I'm not done yet. Katie's thinking is starting to get on Winter's nerves a bit, so she tries and talk but... Katie Moicelle: Hang on, give me a few more seconds here. Winter looks as if she's about to pop a blood vessel. She's really fed up with this bullshit. The crowd winds up for Katie's answer, as does Ms. Moicelle... Katie Moicelle: N-N-NO! For you see... I would rather you end me before you end anyone else here. If I have to be your first sacrifice, then you best make your last shot your best shot, because if I can't stop you and your associates... then I don't have a career to speak of. But trust me when I say this... Katie gets right up in Winter's face, because someone like Katie is obviously one who can intimidate someone... not. Katie Moicelle: You'll be no better off. She quickly says before smashing Winter with the microphone and pouncing like a wildcat onto her. Axel Reid: Katie Moicelle just exploded! She is taking it to Winter right now! Ruby Parvati: What a pathetic cheap attack, and I thought Katie was smarter than that. Winter manages for a few moments to get the better of Katie by rolling on top of her and wrapping her hands around the Zero Gravity Champion's throat, but the fire in Katie shows through as she powers Winter off of her. The two continue to brawl inside the ring, Katie taking advantage again for a slight moment to slam Winter's head against the corner a few times, but Winter catches Katie with an elbow during one of the attempts and falls into a perfect position for Winter to line up for Frostbite. Axel Reid: Oh no no no, Katie is in a bad place right now. Ruby Parvati: She is going to have to learn Axel, as much as I hate seeing this right now as well she has to learn. Suddenly, "Sick Like Me" by In This Moment plays, causing Winter to concentrate on the stage as she keeps a hold of Katie. For the third time this evening, General Manager Sky Sangue saunters out from the entrance, immediately raising her microphone to her lips with a cold, yet calm expression. Sky Sangue: Hold it there. Her music fades as the fans murmur, wondering what will happen here as Winter licks her lips. Sky Sangue: Ms Pine... you will let go of Ms Moicelle. Now. Winter merely stares at Sky, hardly agreeing with her command. When Winter fails to comply, Sky slightly narrows her eyes, accentuating stronger coldness. Sky Sangue: Do not make me repeat myself. Once Winter glances at Katie, she scowls before she pushes Moicelle to the canvas. However, the Zero Gravity Champion is irate, forcing herself up to her feet before... Sky Sangue: Ms Moicelle, I will not allow any kind of retaliation either. If you attack Ms Pine, there will be consequences. Katie struggles to contain her anger, doing so as a couple of security guards commissioned by Sky enter the ring to keep the two women apart. Sky Sangue: Now that we have come to a mutual understanding, I do have a solution for the both of you. Ruby Parvati: I hope she fires Katie for that. Sky Sangue: It's clear that you two have your... heh... issues. Therefore, I am making it official. As of now, you two will compete in a match at the next Breakthrough. Axel Reid: Winter Pine is going to face Katie Moicelle in one-on-one action! That should be quite the battle! Ruby Parvati: Quite the battle in terms of how fast it lasts? Did you see how quickly Winter had Katie set up for the Frostbite? The crowd cheer in response, with Sky waiting for them to calm down with a slight smirk. Sky Sangue: However, there is more I do need to announce. Axel Reid: There's more? Sky Samgue: Miss Pine. Your recent actions have become... a thorn in my side. You, and all others like you... that goes for Mr Robinson, Mr Holt, Chaos Sworn, and anyone else who may want to partake in acts unsuitable for this show... I will say this once. And it will be heard. The crowd seem to wait with baited breath as Sky remains stoic. Sky Sangue: There will be punishment dealt for any brutal attacks, unnecessarily strong violence, or something that can hospitalize or potentially kill any wrestlers or staff personnel. After the horrible situation at the ppv, we have upped security and though our rating has officially changed, we still must abide by certain codes of ethics and legality. We as a company can no longer tolerate this behaviour. Thus... punishment will involve... pay cuts. Axel Reid: That's a great punishment! Sky Sangue: 25% for every outrageous brutalization of any persons within this company will be taken straight from their salary for the month. After you hit that 3rd strike, the 4th will involve either suspension or termination, depending on the situation. Despite being a fair distance away, Sky appears to lean closer to Winter, keeping The Wolf in her sights as the latter looks agitated. Katie, meanwhile, appears to be calming down. Sky Sangue: Whether you care or not depends on how much you value your job. There will be no exceptions. As the General Manager, I am the authority in this federation. You have been warned. After issuing this cold statement, Sky turns and walks backstage, leaving Winter and Katie to digest her words in the ring. Axel Reid: You heard it here first! Not only will Winter be facing Katie at Breakthrough 41, but our General Manager has also enacted a punishment scheme for those who disobey the company's rules! Ruby Parvati: But... pay cuts?! I value money! They earned it! Axel Reid: And it will be their fault if they lose it! Rules maintain order, not chaos! Ruby Parvati: Chaos is way more fun sometimes... Before the scene changes, we catch a glimpse of Winter and Katie staring at one another, the tension rising yet again for the impending clash. |
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Post by the Unsound Sky on Feb 20, 2016 13:22:05 GMT -6
Owen Gonsalves Vs. Elskerinne We come back from a short commercial break to an emptied ring... and an intrigued crowd... as the next match is about to be announced... Jerry Heisenberg: The following match is a singles match scheduled for one fall... the first to the ring... weighing in tonight at 205lbs and standing at 5'11... he hails from Melbourne, Australia by way of Detroit... the Indestructible Owen Gonsalves! The opening drum beats of Billy Talent's "Red Flag" echoes throughout the arena as the crowd erupt in a flurry of cheers and immediately begin to slam against whatever they can to the beat of the song. Once the song kicks in (0:12), "Indestructible" Owen Gonsalves bursts out from behind the curtains with his trademark hooded vest on his shoulders and the hood itself covering half of his face, the crowd pops at the sight of him, continuing to slam against the guardrail. Owen stands and doesn't make a move. You see him join his hands quickly before unclasping them and going ahead with the sign of the cross quickly before flipping off the hood and making his way down the ramp. "Cast off the crutch that kills the pain The Red Flag waving never meant the same The kids of tomorrow don't need today When they live in the sins of yesterday" The verse repeat a second Owen is fired up, leaning against a guardrail and joining the front row in slamming against it to the beat of the song. Slowly, the song calms down and Owen continues to make his way down the ramp. "Well I've never seen us act like this Our only hope is the minds of kids And they'll show us a thing or two Our only weapons are the guns of youth It's only time before they tighten the noose And then the hunt will be on for you" Owen stops in front of the ring, staring at everyone inside of it as the song reaches it's chorus. He climbs up onto the apron and then slingshots from the apron into the ring. The song begins to die down as Owen climbs up onto the second turnbuckle, facing the inside of the ring and takes off his hood and throwing it outside the ring. He sits on the top turnbuckle and await the opening bell while chatting out to nearby fans in the front row. Ruby Parvati: Ugh. Axel Reid: Quality bit of commentary there, Ruby. Ruby Parvati: I have nothing else to say about this kid. Axel Reid: He's basically been made into a test subject... he's the first person who has to endure this... this... weirdo! Ruby Parvati: ... he comes from Australia, Axel. Nothing is too w-- BOOM! The noise stops Ruby short, and she loses her train of thought as we hear a couple of female voices shouting from behind the curtain. After a few seconds of bewildered silence, Jerry decides to just continue... Jerry Heisenberg: His opponent, weighing in at... uh... hailing from... I mean, I just have a blank space here with no de-- YAH HAHAHAHA HA HAHAHAHAHA HA!!! The sound of hysterical laughter fills the arena, startling everyone in attendance, as suddenly 'Emperor's New Clothes' by PANIC! At The Disco hits the speakers! The fans aren't sure whether to cheer or boo as three shadows appear at the entrance. The first verse makes it's grand appearance and with the help of a blue-tinted spotlight so do those at the top of the ramp. FINDERS KEEPERS, LOSERS WEEPERS! One woman is an attractive, dark haired woman donning black skinny jeans and an even blacker jacket. She flips her hair out of her face and mouths 'back to life' as our view trails to the other woman, smaller and blonder, with a calm look about her. She puts a finger to her lips when the camera focuses in on her and the song says 'watch me die', as we then slowly trail back over to the center and hear: 'you just might see a ghost tonight!' The light brightens to reveal between the women... the blonde mannequin??? Her make-up is on point, hair styled perfectly, and she dons wrestling gear and ridiculous 'tattoos' of animals, pop culture references, and iconic horror images. Our view flips to the ring, where Owen looks slightly confused though not exactly surprised. Axel Reid: ...told you. We then focus back in on the two women and mannequin, particularly on the roller skates that had been put on the doll's feet. The two non-plastic women glance at one another, then shrug as the taller one starts a steady jog down the ramp. Meanwhile the blonde awkwardly puts her pale hands to the back of the mannequin and gives it a gentle push. It begins rolling down the ramp....... slowly....... a snails pace....... the fans are starting to get restless at this point, as are the commentators....... Ruby Parvati: Ohmygod, get ON WITH IT! Axel Reid: I agree... is this a prank or something??? The dark-haired woman is now at ringside and she glances back over to see the mannequin still creeping along. The chorus hits and it's exceedingly anti-climactic. With a loud sigh, this woman walks briskly to the plastic figure and grabs hold. She then drags it back with her and shoves it sloppily under the ropes. The mannequin's hair is ruffled in the process. The woman obviously does not care. Instead she also gets in the ring, standing the thing up and huffing. The blonde has made it to the ring as well and she looks on with a thoughtful expression as both companions of Owen's opponent finally move to the ringside and keep their distance. DING DING DING!!! Ruby Parvati: Wait... wait, we're starting the match??? Is this a joke?! Owen seriously has to wrestle a... a mannequin?! Has Miss Sangue gone insane?! Axel Reid: I... don't know how to react to this. Our cameras focus in on the ring as we see Owen lift an eyebrow in the mannequin's general direction. The crowd laughs at this, assuming it to be an early April Fools joke or something. Gonsalves glances out toward them and, always a trooper, takes in a breath and gets in position to take this... thing... on. He hops around it a bit, putting on a show for the amused crowd, before taking his plastic foe down to the mat with a headlock takeover. Ruby Parvati: He's seriously doing this... he-what the? We travel to where Ruby is looking to see a feminine figure crawling out from under the ring. They get to their feet and sneeze, then look over to the ring. They turn on their mic and slowly speak into it... Elskerinne: Uh... what... what're you doing??? Owen looks up from his position on the mat and instantly realization flashes in his eyes. That's when we get a clearer image of the real wrestler, donning the exact same deep blue wrestling garb but with no shoes but just as many tattoos. Her hair is done up in a tight, sloppy grecian braid, and there is a large crescent-shaped streak of black and purple glitter smeared across the left side of her face. Elskerinne places a finger to the glitter, trailing it down her cheek to the side of her mouth as she speaks again. Elskerinne: And people say I'M shameless. You look ridiculous. Axel Reid: Says the one with glitter smeared all over her face. Ruby Parvati: It's sort of creepy... We note what Ruby is talking about, the place where Elskerinne trailed her finger has left a deep red mark from more glitter paint beneath the darker stuff atop. It's akin to the trail of a bloody tear, which is only made creepier when a grin crawls onto her face. Elskerinne: You must really be itching to have some 'fun'. Let's! Her companions at ringside step even further back, as in the ring we see Owen with a bit of a half-smirk playing on his lips. He shakes his head and rolls the mannequin up, keeping the headlock and even wrenching it a bit for laughs. He then dumps it over the ring upon standing and turns back to his actual opponent-- BAM!!! In comes a hardened fist, right to his face!!! The startled fans now immediately begin booing as we notice Elskerinne's hands lifted, deep purple tape wrapped around those seemingly calloused fists. The smile not leaving her face, she smoothly transitions her footing into an MMA stance. Ruby Parvati: Finally, an actual fight! Axel Reid: She got into that ring fast. And where did her mic even go??? Ruby Parvati: I think she threw it at the fans... it may have hit one of them in the face. That's a bit... assertive. I rather like that. Axel Reid: Oh god...... As our focus returns to the ring, we watch Owen push himself back up with a chuckle. He wipes his mouth and his bemusement fades into a serious gaze. Without hesitating, he lurches forward! Gonsalves throws a fist out... and his foe dodges. He does this again, and the result is the same. All the while, Elskerinne keeps the grin as well as her own hands lifted in a steady guard. After one last attempt at a punch from Owen, the woman in the match smoothly backs up from it, but uses his momentum against him by grabbing his wrist and continuing to pull him downward with all of her weight on one foot, but in the process throwing her opposite elbow back, thus transferring that weight, to catch him hard in the neck and jaw as a 'counter'. Ruby Parvati: That looked like something you'd learn in a self-defense class... Axel Reid: It worked. And seemed painful enough. Elskerinne lets go of the wrist as soon as her elbow makes contact and a dazed Owen is forced to stumble back in pain. Almost immediately after, the woman keeps forward and swiftly slaps both sides of her foe's head with a violent bell clap, clinches the dizzy man's head and yanks him down for a knee to the face! Axel Reid: It looks like Elskerinne knows how to counter and use any opportunity she can to get the advantage. Plus, she keeps attacking his head... which will result in dizziness, disorientation, et cetera... a cheap tactic but effective. Ruby Parvati: She hasn't actually... WRESTLED... him yet. She's been keeping her distance and keeping him dizzy. That's it. How is this even a match?! Owen flops to the mat as the fans' boos increase. But Elskerinne merely yawns and drops her guard, putting a hand above her eyes and looking out into the crowd. We see her mouth: 'still can't find a f-bleep- to give!', before casually flipping off the crowd, whose negativity only increases. This only makes the woman laugh, as we see Gonsalves back on his feet and heading over. Before his foe can even react, Owen gets a hold of her from behind and easily throws her back with a releasing German suplex that has the crowd back to cheering!!! He whirls around as Elskerinne groans on the mat, before dragging her back up. He throws her against the ropes, and when she comes back he goes for a clothesline... but the woman ducks under it and staggers as she keeps moving forward to back handspring off the opposite ropes and return with a kick! Again, to the HEAD. It knocks Owen to the side slightly, but he regains his footing and turns to see her standing there, facing him. She wiggles her fingers at him... Axel Reid: She's taunting him! Ruby Parvati: That... really doesn't surprise me. Owen scowls slightly and shakes off the cobwebs. After a couple of seconds he bolts over to her! She scrambles away from him, but he ends up catching her by the arm! As soon as he starts taking her down, she shrieks so loudly that it startles him and she manages to yank her arm away. Elskerinne then looks around wildly, and hurriedly goes to the nearest ropes. Before she can do anything there, however, Gonsalves is on her tail! He grabs her from behind!!! Axel Reid: Violent Decapitation! That had to hurt! After all the shots to the head from her, this is payback! Ruby Parvati: And it looks like he's decided to go for the pin... 1 . . . 2 . . . 3??? NO!!! Axel Reid: WHAT! He should've had that! Ruby Parvati: She got a shoulder up. She lucked out. Plus it's rather early still... Owen, looking slightly frustrated, drags his foe back to her feet and kicks her in the abdomen, then goes to bend her downward for his Violence Driver II... but he isn't at his usual speed due to the earlier part of the match, and this allows the mere couple of seconds to be taken advantage of, as Elskerinne quickly drops before he can get hold of her arms!!! Owen swiftly recovers from this and goes to grab her again, but she rolls away... and keeps rolling... all the way to the other side of the ring. She dazedly pulls herself up, sees her oncoming foe, and frantically ducks under his arm. This gives Owen the opportunity to lock said arm around her head.... however, moving fast, Elskerinne grabs hold of his wrist and throws a leg up, then back, and uses the momentum to fall forward for her S.O.S... the End of Eras!!! When Owen is planted onto the mat, his head bounces off of it!!! Axel Reid: YIKES! A sloppy counter-fest ends in Elskerinne getting her End of Eras in. And Owen landed rather painfully. Ruby Parvati: Considering the earlier abuse to his head, this was salt in the wound... 1 . . . 2 . . . 3??? DING DING DING!!! Axel Reid: WAIT! He just got a shoulder up! It's way to early to call this match! Ruby Parvati: Not in time, Axel. Not in time. Jerry Heisenberg: The winner via pinfall.... ELSKERINNE!!! Axel Reid: But... I'm so confused... Ruby Parvati: That seems to be the point. Not to mention, I still don't believe she actually WRESTLED here tonight. However... she still garnered the victory. So... uh, congratz? The fans are mostly booing, as we see an out of breath Elskerinne moving to her feet. She smiles brightly and puts a hand out to Owen, as if he's an old friend. But as soon as he gets to his feet, in comes the woman's blonde companion with what looks to be one of the mannequin's arms!!! She whips the makeshift weapon into Owen's groin!!! He drops to his knees in pain, and Elskerinne's smile momentarily fades... then returns... as she lowers to a knee in front of him. She presses a palm to her cheek, then places that now glittery hand to a confused, agonized Gonsalves' face... before slapping him. HARD. His head whips to the side and right after he suddenly receives a hard boot to the head!!! Elskerinne's dark haired companion lowers a leg and smirks at the downed man, as the blonde tosses the plastic arm onto Owen's fallen figure. Axel Reid: What the HELL was that for?! I thought she was being respectful there... but that changed quickly! Ruby Parvati: I might start liking this chick. Axel Reid: Don't we have enough women like this?! As Axel says this, Elskerinne manages to get herself a mic. The stretched smile still playing upon her face, she speaks in a strangely cheerful voice. Elskerinne: So I... uh... well dang, I forget what I was gonna say. But you guys have a lovely night anyway! Aaaand.... Cassieeee! She makes a heart with her hands, smiling toward the camera as she says English's name in a sing-song voice, then puts the mic back to her mouth. Elskerinne: I have one of your socks. Every week I'll steal one more article of your clothing until I get an answer. Just a lil "hi" here and "how's it going my favorite plastic BFF" there. It'll be nice... And the expression switches gears so fast that it'd give you whiplash. A cold and startlingly serious gaze crosses her features... Elskerinne: ...to catch up. Won't it. With that, she pulls something from her pocket and shouts: "I DID THIS FIRST!!!" before throwing down a smokebomb that has fans and a now conscious Owen alike coughing. It fades, as does the scene, on only Owen now alone and dazed in the ring. |
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Post by the Unsound Sky on Feb 20, 2016 13:26:26 GMT -6
A Hardcore Awakening We cut backstage to where we see Hardcore Heath pacing backwards and forwards with his cellphone out in front of him. Hardcore Heath: Why the hell didn’t you tell me?! I had to find out via the INTERNET?! The freakin’ INTERNET?! I’m your best friend, come on man! A voice comes over the speakerphone, it’s clearly Tyron Bickerton. Tyron Bickerton: Look, Heath- Hardcore Heath: Bet you told Missy, huh?! And Rebecca?! This is bullsh*t. We’re a unit damn it, you’re meant to be able to confide in me with these things! Tyron Bickerton: But- Hardcore Heath: I’m really pissed off, Tyro. Tyron Bickerton: If you want an answer, let me get a word out! Look man, I was going to tell you, but I can never be sure who I'm actually talking to when it comes to you. I need you to look in a mirror, and honestly tell me that you’re the same old Heath you’ve always been; because I know you're not. You need help, Heath. Your son needs his dad to be mentally healthy, more than anything else right now...he needs a role model... Heath seems flabbergasted, staring down at the floor. He slowly brings the phone closer to his mouth but before he can say anything, Dathyn enters the picture and wraps his arms around Heath’s stomach before performing a German Suplex - Heath hitting the concrete hard. Dathyn stands and bends down before picking up the phone. Tyron Bickerton: Heath, you there? Heath? Dathyn: Ryan already has a role model. Me. He disconnects the call before walking around to Heath’s limp body and locking in The Dove Pan with a sinister grin. Dathyn: How’s that eh, Heath?! You like that?! Ryan, come here boy! Ryan comes into view, the Bo staff in hand. Dathyn: Why don’t you go ahead and punish your father for all the years he wasn’t there! Ryan nods before smacking it into Heath’s midsection over and over and over again. A voice comes from somewhere down the corridor. Voice: Hey! What the hell’s going on?! Dathyn lets go of The Dove Pan and grabs Ryan by the forearm before they disappear, I4NI Champion Tyler Storm comes in, kneeling and checking on The Hardcore Hero. He looks around and begins shouting. Tyler Storm: Medics! Somebody get the medics! We fade off into a commercial break... |
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Post by the Unsound Sky on Feb 20, 2016 13:46:51 GMT -6
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Either way, it shall be interesting to see. As will the next... Joanna versus Kincaid? For once, an earlier match I don't want to take a bathroom break during!
