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Post by EXODUS Office on Mar 16, 2014 21:01:19 GMT -6
BONUS EXHIBITION MATCH #1: KADEN TYLER vs. PHILIPPE BERTRAND The crowd is pounding as the competitors step from their corners. Kaden Tyler moves forward assertively to the center as Phillipe Bertrand casually strolls in. The two eye each other for a moment before Kaden thrusts out his hand for a handshake. Bertrand stares at him for a long moment before scoffing at the gesture. This immediately heats up both Tyler and the crowd, but before Phillips can deliver a derisive slap Kaden catches him and lays fast successive blows to the chest. Immediately he reels off into the ropes and goes for the staggered aristocrat, diving into a handspring and throwing Bertrand into the corner with a hurricanrana. The crowd roars as he rounds this into a stinger splash and tries to follow up with a DDT but Phillips desperately catches him in the act. Throwing him to the outside Kaden lands on the apron where Bertrand whips him quick, clean and firm over in a suplex. Bertrand tries to go for a quick pin barely pulling a two count. He drags up The flier, positioning him for a hammerlock but he Tyler spins out and dashes into a leap, trying to hit the Space Invader, but Bertrand avoids, but Tyler lands on the ropes and springboards back into a crossbody trying to land a pin. Getting a narrow two. Bertrand scrambles up, with Kaden already jumping to the top rope. Tyler goes for a flying superman punch but gets denied as Bertrand deadstops him on the ground with a sidestepping French uppercut, dazing the cruiser as he rebounds the ropes into a dropkick. He wastes no time going for a pin, another two count before pulling Tyler up. He again drags Tyler up, pulling him into a hold for the Tiger Suplex. He elevates him, but Kaden struggles in the air and brings it back down before Bertrand pulls him back up in a gutwrench, where Kaden spins out, swinging shoulder to shoulder and planting Bertrand with a DDT; unaware that Phillip guarded his precious face before impact Kaden signals for the finish sequence, circling the ring and playing up the crowd unaware as Phillips rolls to his feet and scrambles behind him and yanking him into a tight schoolboy. The ref counts it 123. The crowd erupts in boos as Bertrand rolls out in a clean getaway. Kaden Tyler looks in shock to the ref, as Phillipe Bertrand laughs his way up the aisle caressing his perfect face. Winner: PHILIPPE BERTRAND The camera cuts from the feed of the ring to a feed backstage, focusing on a table in a back room where EXODUS Owner Nicholas Gray sits. He waves to the camera and the pop from the crowd. Nicholas Gray: Hellllllloooooo (R)Evolution Wrestling fans! I, supreme overlord of all that I survey, have words for you. Bad words in the form of bad news. White Phoenix was to be the man running (R)Evolution Wrestling as it's General Manager, but...for reasons that out of respect I will not divulge in a public place like this, he is stepping away from that position. There is a swell of unhappy booing, Gray nodding along in agreement. Nicholas Gray: I know, I know! I'm just as unhappy about it as you are, Phoenix was perfect for the job, but now I have to try and find a suitable replacement to fill his large shoes. And, because I am a ratings whore, I have decided to document the interview process, taking you all along with me as I try to find that replacement over the next few shows. And I actually have an appointment for my first right now. Gray then picks up a brick from his bag, and throws it at the door to create a sufficient bang to alert whoever is on the other side of the door. Nicholas Gray: ENTER! The door pushes open, revealing EXODUS referee and (R)Evolution senior official Katie Hanneman. There is a surprisingly loud pop for the woman as she goes to sit across from Nicholas. Nicholas Gray: Good evening, Katie, and welcome to week 1 of THE GREAT (R)EVOLUTION GM HUNT! Katie Hanneman: Can you not shout, it's too early for that. Nicholas Gray: I CAN PROBably totally do that, sure. Katie Hanneman: Whee. Nicholas Gray: Okay, starting off, how much experience do you have in this kind of high position of power? Katie Hanneman: Well, in the bedroom I'm usually the one with the whip making the orders. Gray slowly nods. Nicholas Gray: ...okay then. I'm walking into a landmine field here but do you have any references to your capabilities in this position? Katie Hanneman: Of course! We don't immediately see what Katie is doing but it causes a look of complete shock and confusion come over Gray's face. The camera pans over to Katie, showing that she is holding one of her hands up, the hand now covered in a sock puppet. Sock Puppet: Well you see, Katie is the best for this job, cause she's just the best! Got it, jack? Gray stares for a few long moments, Katie (and presumably the sock puppet) smiling at him. Nicholas Gray: ...yep. Yep. Gray places Katie's application sheet and sets out two pens, one on each side of it. One is green, the other is red. Gray picks up the red pen and gets ready to X the shit out of it. Nicholas Gray: Anything else that could potentially help your case? Katie Hanneman: Well...I kicked Chris Marks in the balls SUPER HARD. Gray considers this for a moment and then, with a shrug, drops the red pen and picks up the green one, writing a check mark onto the paper. Nicholas Gray: Good enough for me. I'll be in contact when the next round of the interview process begins. Gray extends a hand to shake hers, only to too late realize that the hand she would have to shake him with has the sock puppet on it. They sit in silence for a moment. Gray retracts his hand. Nicholas Gray: Just go and officiate some matches. Katie Hanneman: You got it! She stands and walks to the door, leaving the room. Gray sits for a spell, letting the events sink into his very soul. Then he reaches into his brick bag and pulls out a hefty bottle of Jack, which he takes a lengthy pull from and then regards the bottle with a look of acceptance. Nicholas Gray: Boy oh boy am I gonna need a lot more of these before this is done.
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Post by EXODUS Office on Mar 16, 2014 21:02:30 GMT -6
BONUS EXHIBITION MATCH #2: DINA BRYCE vs. SAVANNAH TAYLOR For wrestlers performing in any developmental territory, there is one goal. To move up to the main roster, to reach the big leagues. But to do that one has to get noticed, and one of the biggest ways to get noticed is to beat a member of the main roster. And tonight, Dina Bryce had such a chance, as she faced off against not only a main roster member, but a member of Gods & Monsters in Savannah Taylor! And Dina tried her hardest to not let the opportunity pass. From the moment the bell rang, Bryce took it to Savannah, throwing everything she had at her. And at the start it seemed to be working! Dina used her speed well, constantly moving around Savannah and utilizing it to take the G&M member down a few times. And then, as the fans were really getting to their feet at the idea of a member of Gods & Monsters falling to a RevPro wrestler, Savannah caught Bryce as she came off the ropes with a kick to the skull, and the tides changed. Like she felt she had something to prove here, Savannah laid into Bryce with a ferocity that was borderline psychotic, hitting her hard and fast, with Bryce only able to deflect a few of the moves. This changed briefly when, after hitting a moonsault onto Bryce, Savannah was shocked to find herself rolled up by her opponent, but it was only a 2, and that only pushed Savannah's anger, who quickly hit Bryce with the Siren's Song for the victory. While she might have fell short in keeping G&M from getting a win, Dina Bryce can at least take solace that after that performance, she definitely was noticed. Winner: SAVANNAH TAYLOR We cut back to see Aeries Reed at attention of Brando Martial, both cackling amongst themselves over something. Aries Reed: Shiiit man. For a yuppie guy you have a sick sense of humor. Brando Martial: Please, Reed. I'm not a yuppie. Aries Reed: Yeah man. But you're seriously sick. Reed cackles and leans against the wall, cocking his head. Brando nods his head confidently as he stands over his associate. Brando Martial: Well it's good to see your spirits up tonight my man. Hope your mood gets you through the match. Aries Reed: Well if it doesn't, I'm sure a trip out with my boys oughta do things right. Brando Martial: Seeing as you expect me to pay again I'm sure. Brando cocks a suspicious smirk as Aeries Reed slyly rolls his eyes evasively. Aries Reed: You always jump at the chance to pay, so you better not be complaining. He points out at him, as Martial shrugs. Brando Martial: It only seems appropriate. Seeing as I'm the one with the money to burn. Aries Reed: Right. Right. You feeling good about your match? Brando Martial: I'm feeling good about every match I have to look forward to. And I'll feel better with my boys backing me. Aries Reed: Definitely, definitely. The two nod to each other in silent agreement. Brando Martial: So... What do you think of that Devan Whitmore? Reed cocks an eyebrow at his shift. Aries Reed: What about her? Brando Martial: I've asked myself the same thing this past week... And I've even worked with her. Aries Reed: ...Yeah? You have something against her, man? Brando Martial: Certainly not. She's talented, and good on her feet. But I wonder what makes her stick out. Aries Reed: Well I haven't kept my eyes peeled on her yet. Been keeping my eyes forward but not lightyears ahead. Brando Martial: Leave that to me then. Speaking of eyes forward, I have to ready up. Good luck man. Aries Reed: Yeah. You show em up my brother. The two exchange a firm and quick handshake, before breaking off on their ways.
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Post by EXODUS Office on Mar 16, 2014 21:04:05 GMT -6
ANASTASIA STARLING & COYOTE vs. DEACON JEREMIAH ROBINSON & KYLAR STARK The next match showcased a team looking to bounce back in Coyote and Anastasia Starling against two more prominent opponents with EXODUS experience in Deacon Jeremiah and Kylar Stark. In the early goings the aggressive Stark looked to exert his will on Coyote, but the strong style specialist was able to hold his ground and implement his own offense through a variety of suplexes. However, Kylar was able to turn the tables after reversing a Coyote Bomb, allowing him to tag in the Deacon who immediately picked up the pieces. The Deacon exhibited the brand of violence taught at Jerry Matthews' school of well violence, as he put the hurt on Coyote, starting off with stomps to keep the masked man grounded, then with a Camel Clutch to humble him. Just when it seemed like all hope was lost Coyote used his large frame to escape, then slapped on the Coyote Suplex to leave Jeremiah reeling. At that point it looked like Coyote had all the momentum in the world - that was until Anastasia tagged herself into the contest, much to the masked man's confusion and chagrin. She assured him she had everything under control - which she didn't! Jeremiah recovered to toss the circus enthusiast around like a ragdoll, and nearly destroyed her with his Holy Trinity. Coyote couldn't watch anymore, and tagged himself in to rescue his partner and keep their hopes alive. He fought valiantly, and the two traded rights and lefts, but a distraction from Stark proved to be the difference. Thanks to that opening Jeremiah was able to take advantage. THE SALVATION BOMB seals the win and the Deacon ends up looking like a very formidable force to the rest of RevPro. Winner: DEACON JEREMIAH ROBINSON & KYLAR STARK Cutting to the backstage area, the cameras, along with EXODUS ace interviewer Tom Matheny are shown wandering the hallway, looking for one of the bright up and comers that (R) Evolution Wrestling has in abundance. Something down the hall catches his attention, but unfortunately it is not one of the (R) Evolution students. Walking down the hall, still dressed in her ring attire from her match is none other than the blonde member of Gods and Monsters, Savannah Taylor. She has a smug looking smile on her face as she is approached by Tom. Tom Matheny: Savannah, I was wondering if I could have a moment of your time. Savannah Taylor: You know? I’m in a good enough mood that I’ll entertain your questions for a minute. Tom Matheny: First of all, what brings you down here to (R) Evolution Wrestling? Savannah Taylor: The answer is simple. My being down here is a form of punishment from Jonathan Collins. All because I put my hands on one of his friends. If that isn’t unjust punishment, then I don’t know WHAT is. Tom Matheny: Speaking of that, why did you attack the legendary Angela Jameson from behind right before her match? Savannah Taylor: Allow me to explain, Herr Matheny. To me, she is another example of what is wrong with this industry and this company. She didn’t get into EXODUS on her own merit. She got in here because she is friends with the Director. That is a problem that needs to stop. Just like these baby sheep down here, they cling to his every word like a Christian clings to their Bible. I am only happy to assist the rest of Gods and Monsters in eradicating this problem. Tom Matheny: Aside from what you told me, why did you choose to target these kids down here? The grin on her face seems to grow as Savannah continues to speak. Savannah Taylor: These students, CHILDREN rather, are a flock without a shepherd. These children are in need of someone to show that the road to stardom is a rough one. You have to be focused and, well, disciplined to make it. I guess you could say I’m here to show them a little discipline. Now, is that all Herr Matheny? Tom Matheny: Umm, no. I guess that about does it. Savannah Taylor: Excellent. Auf Wiedersehen. She says with a little wave as she heads of down the hall and the scene changes to the main portion of the gym.
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Post by EXODUS Office on Mar 16, 2014 21:04:45 GMT -6
BLACK JONES vs. STEPHEN LAWSON The crowd was stunned when they actually heard "Braveheart" by Lupe Fiasco over the PA System, bringing out one half of Rush Hour, Black Jones! The kid was beaten, bruised, and bandaged up, but the spirit hadn't been extinguished, and it even led Stephen Lawson to clap his hands and lead the crowd in a "THANK YOU BLACK JONES!" chant for him even bothering to show up. After a moment where the crowd applauded and Black took in the cheers, he saluted the crowd and went over to Stephen, who traded handshakes with him as the two started to knuckle up and prepare for battle. Jones clearly wasn't 100% for the match, but gave it a valiant effort, matching up move for move with Lawson in the early minutes of the match. However, as the clock went down, Stephen wasn't just able to wear down Black Jones, but all the nagging little aches and pains from the attack last week on EXPRO On FX caught up to him. Black gave a valiant effort, and even managed to score a near fall out of nowhere when he hit Lawson with a combo of Immortal Technique followed by Poetic Justice, but it wasn't enough. After a superkick that nearly KO'ed Jones, Lawson followed up with the Collapsing Star for the win, one that came as no shock to anyone. As Black got to his feet, he looked horribly frustrated at the events, especially considering all the effort he went to just to be ready for this match, but the crowd was appreciative for the effort, once again starting a "THANK YOU BLACK JONES!" for him. Lawson came over and extended his hand to Black, helping him up. The two embraced and Stephen raised his hand in victory, the crowd cheering even more appreciatively for the athlete's effort and fighting spirit. It was a hard luck loss for Black, but the crowd knew at the end that he was hardly one to be taken lightly. Winner: STEPHEN LAWSON The cameras go from ringside to backstage, right at the (R)evolution Wrestling interviewing area that is fully set up – it being all relatively too quiet, given the fact it is still a few hours prior to show time. The lenses focus front and center, showing the emptiness of the area before a pair of figures come…dancing through onto the scene?
Appearing on each side of the cameras are none other than a pair of newcomers, no taller than six foot and with a build that resembled that of acrobats and dancers rather than professional wrestlers. Smiling on each side, the two of them proceed to exchange an overly complicated handshake that consists of a lot of things with their hands, ending in a pound before they glance at the cameras again. They are the new, hot commodity looking to sweep an international nation…they are Sugata Hotaru and Takuto Shindo: The Galactic Pretty Boys!Takuto: YO~! Konban wa, Revo-chan! I’m Takuto! Sugata: I am Sugata! Nice to…eto…Nice to make meeting of you! Takuto: You mean “nice to meet you.” Shinken ni, Sugata, anata no eigo wa osoroshīdesu. Sugata: Mā, soreha dairiten ga eigo no ressun no tame ni shiharatta koto ga nai watashi no seide wa arimasen. Takuto sighed.Takuto: Yare yare…Watashitachi wa kekkyoku anata no tasuke o hitsuyō to shite iru to omou, Mai-san. It is at this point that with a sigh, another figure walks into the shot, past Sugata and then interjecting herself into the middle of the shot. Strolling into the shot is one Mai Hotaru with a look of frustration across her face. She wears a red corset with a matching pinstripe coat and skirt business attire as she tapped a heel rapidly and gives Takuto a look.Takuto: Erm… Sugata: AND AS MANAGER, MY DEAR SISTA! MAI HOTARU! Sugata extends his arms out, as if to indicate Mai’s presence to the world at large...only to get odd looks from both Takuto and Mai, who wear an odd expression on their faces with their arms crossed. Sugata keeps his arms extended, as if expecting something to happen while his expression slowly goes from overly excited...to damn near sulking as his arms come back down.Takuto: ...OK~! Well, Mai...any words? Mai: Eh...Right. Ladies and gentlemen my name is Mai Hotaru and I am the manager of the Galactic Pretty Boys. These two young studs stand before you looking to take the wrestling world by storm just as they have the idol world. Men, leave your strange combination of envy and jealousy at the door. Women, leave your wet panties also at said door... Mai actually pauses and glances back at Sugata to ask him something.Mai: Anata wa, migi no josei ni mada takasanda? Sugata: Hai. Nani ga anata ga sōdenaito omoi tsukutta nodesu ka, onee-san? Mai slowly and rather dramatically looks up and down the way her little brother is dressed before she decides not to broach the subject here on camera and instead continues on her spiel.Mai: The Galactic Pretty Boys Takuto Shindo and Sugata Hotaru. The wrestling industry’s tag team scene has never seen talent like this before. At all. Takuto: YES~! We sell records across Japan and we now come to the world of puroresu to excite audience and make this world more excite. Sugata: We will dazzle the stage! AND YOUR GALAXY WILL SHINE! Takuto blinks, eyes widening before nodding.Takuto: ...We will dazzle the stage...YO~! WE WILL DAZZLE THE STAGE! Sugata: AND YOUR GALAXY WILL SHINE! The Galactic Pretty Boys look at one another, large smiles on their faces.Takuto: WE WILL DAZZLE THE STAGE! Sugata: AND YOUR GALAXY WILL SHINE! Takuto: WE WILL DAZZLE THE STAGE! Sugata: AND YOUR GALAXY WILL SHINE! After one very long sigh of frustration, Mai reaches off camera and holds up a stick and a lighter. She flicks the end of the stick and it becomes a sparkler.Mai: Go. Galactic Pretty Boys. Go at the speed of light. On that cue, Takuto nods, bringing up a boombox from seemingly nowhere and pressing a button on it as the tunes and grooves of a catchy, pop-esque instrumental begin to fill the backstage area as the two begin to break into a dancing sequence to their first hit single: “Tonight, I’m Loving You Tonight!”The Galactic Pretty Boys:“FOR TONIGHT, I’M LOVING YOU TONIGHT, AISHITERU MINA-SAMA TONIGHT! WATASHI NO KOKORO O TSUKURU MELT, TONIGHT, GINGA BISHOUNEN WITH US, TONIGHT!!!!” ...Finally, the cameras fade to black.
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Post by EXODUS Office on Mar 16, 2014 21:07:07 GMT -6
HAGANE 'DUKE' TOGO vs. NATHAN LAWSON If there was ever a man fueled by his own personal rage, it would most definitely have to be Hagane 'Duke' Togo, the bell had barely even rung before he was charging directly towards Nathan Lawson and going straight for a furious series of chops and kicks. No doubt he was still feeling sore about what happened to his best friend and tag team partner Black Jones during the last E-Pro show and the best way for him to vent out his frustrations was by delivering kicks to the side of Nathan's head. Nathan tried his best to fight back, even getting back up on his feet, and getting some leverage of his own with a few well placed DDTs and clotheslines. Yet he somehow managed to look overwhelmed out there in the ring which was more than enough for Duke to get the advantage back in his corner so that he could resume the emotional beatdown he was laying down upon his opponent. He was clearly sending out a message to the audience as he keeps hammering down on Nathan in a vicious fashion, each blow an indication of all his current emotions. Everything he had in him was all for Black Jones and the vengeance he wanted for the actions which had transpired. Duke finally put an end to the beatdown in the ring when he hit Nathan with an extremely brutal looking Papa Bomb before covering him for the winning pinfall. The audience is left in stunned silence as Duke stands over his broken opponent effectively delivering a clear message to the Lawsons as well as to Gods & Monsters. Winner: DUKE TOGO We cut backstage, and as Payton James is lacing up her boots and starting to prepare herself for the match at hand, she sees a shadow cast over her. When she looks up, she finds that she is no longer alone, but the shadow cast is of two people tonight...Jonathan & Fiona Collins - the fellow members of The Marauders. Jonathan Collins: So...rough start to the group, eh? Payton James: I wasn't expecting to see either one of you here tonight...not that I'm really complaining. Jonathan Collins: We look out for our own, you should know that. We're here to be moral support. Fiona Collins: Besides, this one's a big match. You'd be there for us, right? Payton nods her head as she looks back and forth between her two mentors. Payton James: You wouldn't even need to ask. Jonathan Collins: So that's why we're here. We're fighters, friends, but most importantly? We're family. We'll be front row, we know how big this is. Fiona Collins: Kill it tonight, okay? Sid's no slouch. Payton James: I plan on giving it my all out there, just like I'm sure Sidney is going to do. Jonathan Collins: That's all that matters, really. Payton James: I hope I don't disappoint. Fiona Collins: I really think that should be the last thing on your mind. Be yourself, breathe, and just remember...you got nothing to lose out there. Payton nods her head slowly as she lets the words of advice wash over her before a smile forms on her face. Payton James: I like that, having nothing to lose, just pushes me that much harder. Jonathan Collins: Spoken like a Marauder. Go get 'em. Jonathan smiles and extends his hand to her. Payton accepts the gesture as she places her own hand in his for the handshake as she keeps the smile on her face. Payton James: I'll put on a great show, no matter what. Fiona Collins: Go start a fire, kiddo. Fiona smiles and pats her on the shoulder before the two walk off, leaving Payton to think about their words.
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Post by EXODUS Office on Mar 16, 2014 21:07:57 GMT -6
(R)EVOLUTION WRESTLING TITLE TOURNAMENT, QUARTER-FINAL: BRANDO MARTIAL vs. CARLTON WINSLOW As the pair stand, looking at each other in the ring, the mismatch in body types rapidly becomes apparent. Brando has a clear half a foot over Carlton, not to mention the mention the weight advantage, which appears to be based purely in muscle definition. Right from the get go, Brandon unleashed a devastating series of strikes, punishing Carlton for merely being in the same ring as him, keeping him grounded. Abusing the weight advantage, Brando throws Carlton across the ring, and connects with a massive Big Boot, almost beheading Winslow. Martial picks him up, going for the same again, only this time managing to catch the big man off guard with a Low Dropkick. He follows up with a Cutter and series of splashes, all to the delight of the crowd. Trying to capitalise, Carlton tries to hit a Huracanrana but Brando reverses it into a massive powerbomb. Brando stands over the fallen Winslow, roaring to the crowd, only to be taken by surprise as Carlton bursts out of nowhere and rolls him up with a Schoolboy. One! Two! Nearly a three then kickout. Brando is incensed, almost turning pure red with anger. Taking Carlton with one hand, he hits him with a particularly devastating headbutt. He follows straight up with picking Carlton up off his feet, before connecting with an unbelievably stiff Atlas Shrugged. He contemptuously pins Winslow with a single boot on his chest, as the boos erupt from the crowd. Slowly, Brando calms, the mask of civility returning, and in a show for the crowd picks Carlton up, dusting the dazed kid off, as the crowd begins to settle back down. Winner: BRANDO MARTIAL We fade to one of the locker room areas, where we find one of the wrestlers involved in tonight's main event, Shozo, in the middle of what could be assumed to be a pre-match workout. Shozo is doing a set of push-ups, with each up push being held longer than the last, for a rep of ten. He finishes this and pushes himself to his feet, where he begins to stretch his legs, getting limber for the match ahead. This works up quite a sweat, obviously, but luckily a hand appears from off camera holding a towel which, though surprised, Shozo takes and uses to wipe the sweat from his face. He looks at the man who gave him the towel with a certain amount of respect. Shozo: Ah...Arino-sensei... The camera pans over to show that, indeed, it is the much beloved Papa Arino who has joined his student. He looks on with the same expression he looks at everything with. Hard. Papa Arino: Shozo. Shozo: Yes? what is it? Papa Arino: I wanted to have words before you have match. Shozo nods, and walks over to a bench, sitting down to listen to what Papa has to say. Papa Arino: You are very young. In age and in terms of career. Shozo: I know. Papa Arino: At this age, very few get real opportunity. Very few get to main event show. Fewer still get chance to main event two in row. Shozo: I'm aware...I'm very honored about it. Papa Arino: Are you? Shozo: ...I'm sorry? Papa Arino: Do you know how important a first impression is? Shozo: Well, yes, it's incredibly important. It forms people's judgments of you from the start. Papa Arino: So what does it say to be thought of so highly you main event so early in career, only to be the one to lose? Shozo: I don't think anyone judges me for losing. It was a hard fought match! Papa Arino: Still, you were the one to eat pin. People in crowd see that, they judge you as the least important of the four. People in head office see that, they judge you just the same. Shozo: I... He pauses, the words seeming to sink in as he hangs his head. Shozo: you are right. I am sorry. I failed. Papa Arino: Apologies mean nothing. Only actions. You are very lucky. You get chance some never get, to try again to make an impression. Shozo: My match tonight. Papa Arino: Yes. You win tonight, decisively, and the crowd and the head office might rethink judgement. But this is only chance. You lose tonight, you cement their thoughts on you, and you then have almost insurmountable mountain to climb to ever change them. Shozo says nothing, only sitting there with his head bowed, absorbing this all. Papa starts to reach a hand out to Shozo's shoulder, but seems to change his mind, retracting it. Papa Arino: Tonight you have to face Devan with your best. Or you may never see a main event again. At this he leaves the locker room, leaving Shozo sitting alone. Slowly, he rises to his feet, walking over to his locker and opening it, going through his bag for something. From behind him a voice comes, that of his friend Shinji Uchikawa. Shinji Uchikawa: Hello? Shozo? He rounds the corner of the locker room, seeing his friend at his locker. He frowns, perhaps sensing the tense atmosphere of the room. Shinji Uchikawa: You are alright? There is a moment's silence, before Shozo's head raises and he turns quickly to face Shinji, all smiles. Shozo: Of course, Shinji! I'm just getting ready for my match! He walks over to his friend, extending his hand which Shinji takes and they share a firm handshake. Shinji Uchikawa: Good. I was, ah...worried? Shozo nods, understanding his friend's relative newness to English made him uncertain of the right word sometimes. Shozo: That's the one, but you shouldn't be! I got this! Tonight I got a lot to prove, and I'm gonna do just that. Prove myself. Shinji nods, a smile coming to his face. Shinji Uchikawa: That is good. In that case, Would you like me accompany you to ring for your match? Shozo nods hard. Shozo: Man, nothing would make me happier! I'd be honored to have you in my corner when I show the world just what I can do! The two share another handshake. Shozo: Alright, man, lemme finish getting ready and I'll meet up with you, okay? Shinji nods and gives a respectful bow to his friend which Shozo reciprocates before exiting, leaving Shozo alone again. Shozo: ...a lot to prove... His smiles fades, and his shoulders slump slighlty, like suddenly so much weight was pressing down onto him...he moves to his locker again as we fade away....
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Post by EXODUS Office on Mar 16, 2014 21:08:43 GMT -6
(R)EVOLUTION WRESTLING TITLE TOURNAMENT, QUARTER-FINAL: PAYTON JAMES vs. SYDNEY CHRISTENSEN This had the potential to be the unquestioned match of the night, and it's a damn shame what happened instead of that. From the moment the bell rang, it was clear this was everything the fans could hope for from these two. From the first lockup, the two flowed together as smooth as anyone, each one using their styles to their advantage, Sydney with her ground-based offense and Payton with her high speed. It was back and forth right from the start, Sydney occasionally able to keep Payton on the ground and twisting her limbs, only for Payton to eventually slip out and run circles around Sydney literally, coming at her from all angles taking her down multiple times with her high flying offense, only for Sydney to eventually catch her and bring her back to the ground to repeat the process and each showing themselves able to find a counter for something the other had in their sleeves, including a rather amazing moment when Sydney tried to hit Payton with a release German Suplex, only for Payton to actually flip in the air to land on her feet, and then nailing a sweet DDT on a shocked Sydney. During one of these exchanges, when Payton was hitting Sydney with a hurricanrana, when she went flying from it Sydney's boot accidentally connected with the head of the referee knocking him out. The crowd seemed quite worried about what could happen, only for Sydney and Payton to look at one another and shrug before locking up again to the delight of the crowd, the two intent on not letting that change this fair one on one match. But then Deacon Jeremiah Robison decided to come out. The big man, visibly angry at what we assume now to be Sydney beating him last show, came out to loud boos and quickly made his way to the ring, entering and staring down Sydney with an intense hate. He then charged, throwing a lariat that would take anyone's head off but Sydney, able to guess it coming, moved out of the way...unfortunately leaving Payton, who was behind her, to take the lariat instead, which flipped her head over heel and crashing to the mat. The Deacon was shocked at this, allowing Sydney to dropkick him out of the ring and check on Payton. The referee slowly came to and approached the two, checking on Payton himself, only for Payton to slowly push him away and make her way back to her feet, to heavy cheers from the crowd at this show...only to go completely silent as they saw the condition she was in. She was dizzy, stumbling around the ring, eyes unfocused. The referee approached her again and examined her, and turned to face the back and threw up the dreaded X, the bell ringing and announcing Sydney the winner via referee stoppage, but no paid attention to that, all attention on Payton, as she continued to stumble around the ring in a stupor. The crowd remained silent as Sydney and the referee helped Payton to the back, unable to comprehend the injustice they've just laid witness to. Winner: SYDNEY CHRISTENSEN
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Post by EXODUS Office on Mar 16, 2014 21:09:30 GMT -6
(R)EVOLUTION WRESTLING TITLE TOURNAMENT, QUARTER-FINAL: ARIES REED vs. SHINJI UCHIKAWA From the bell, it's clear these two are evenly matched. Regardless, as they found themselves evenly matched, the two put their all into taking the other down. Early on in this Aries seems to have the advantage, using his weight advantage to control Shinji with a series of suplexes, only for the tide to turn and Shinji taking control with with some suplexes of his own! Control rapidly run back and forth, each man hitting a technical move, but unable to capitalize as the other desperately fights his corner. Slowly, Uchikawa begins to stake out his own advantage, chaining through a series of moves that begin to frustrate Aries as he's unable to counter them. Out of his frustration, Aries goes for a big move, hooking Shinji up for a T-Bone Suplex, but Shinji's not adequately out of it, and he fights out with a series of hard elbows to the side of Aries' head. Reed staggers out of it, shaking his head, only for Uchikawa to grab him from behind, and hitting Reed with the Tsunami German! He gets the three count. Aries is quickly back to his feet, shaking his head, Shinji looking at the defeated man. Uchikawa extends his hand. Aries looks angry, probably at himself more than anything, but takes the hand regardless to the cheers of the crowd. Winner: SHINJI UCHIKAWA The camera fades into the trainer's room, where we see Payton James sitting on a table, being examined by the resident medical staffer, Dr. Kuller, who is unusually muted in his approach, shining a light in her eyes and writing down notes. In a corner sits Sydney, who watches on uncomfortably, waiting for a word. Payton is looking far better than she did earlier, eyes focused and cognizant. Finally, Dr. Kuller sets the light and his notepad down. Dr. Cyril Kuller: Okay, that should do it. Sydney Christensen: Well? Is she alright? Dr. Cyril Kuller: Well, with how she was acting, I can't blame the referee for ending the match. But, after looking her over, I don't see any signs of a concussion. She can answer my questions, she's alert, everything seems to be alright. I believe that lariat from the Deacon just scrambled things temporarily, but in the long-term she'll be fine. Gonna be a hell of a headache though. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a prescription pad, scribbling onto it and then ripping the page off, offering it to Payton. Dr. Cyril Kuller: So here's a prescription for some high-strength aspirin, it should take care of it. Come back in a week for a check up so we can be sure there's nothing wrong. And... He pauses, his usual worrying grin coming to his face. Dr. Cyril Kuller: And you know, if we were to replace your head with a cybernetic one, you'd be totally impervious to this kind of thing going forward... Payton James: That's fine, doc. I don't need it. This kinda thing, it's part of the job. Dr. Kuller sighs and shrugs, but drops it, walking off-screen to do something likely illegal. Sydney approaches Payton, a look of sadness on her face. Sydney Christensen: Payton, I'm sorry for what happened, if I hadn't of mov- Payton raises both hands to stop Sydney before she can finish. She takes one of Sydney's hands into her own and smiles reassuringly. Payton James: Don't you dare. Sydney, I don't put one single bit of blame on you. The only person I put blame on is that big black lackey that ruined what was already a great match between us. Tonight, he made a mistake. She drops Sydney's hand as she sets her jaw, her eyes suddenly blazing with anger, Sydney nodding in approval at this. Payton James: And believe me. He's gonna get what's coming to him. We fade away at this frightening sight...
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Post by EXODUS Office on Mar 16, 2014 21:10:03 GMT -6
(R)EVOLUTION WRESTLING TITLE TOURNAMENT,QUARTER-FINAL: DEVAN WHITMORE vs. SHOZO Darrin Stearns: We've had a great show tonight, but it's time for our main event! Minoru Asano: Friend, this is going to be amazing! Shozo, an amazing young man who reminds me of me when I was his age, is going to take on Devan Whitmore! Darrin Stearns: Devan and Shozo both feel like they have a lot to prove tonight in this main event. Minoru Asano: That reminds me of the time I took on Mickey Rourke's stunt double in a no holds barred match somewhere in Istanbul, but that's a-- Darrin Stearns: Let's hit the ring! Introduce us some people, Zinkus. The camera cuts to David, who is all smiles tonight. David Zinkus: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, it is a Quarterfinal match in the (R)Evolution Wrestling Title Tournament, and it is your main event! Introducing first...she is Devan Whitmore! She said: "He so sweet, I wanna lick the wrapper."
So i let her lick the wrapper.
And she, she licked me Like a lollipop Like a lollipopStrobe lights flash around the curtain in various colors and as the chorus hits, Devan slowly makes her way onto the stage while "Lollipop" by Framing Hanley continues to play. Shorty wanna thug Bottles in the club Shorty wanna hump You know I like to touch Your lovely lady lumps Shorty wanna thug Bottles in the club Shorty wanna hump You know I like to touch Your lovely lady lumpsDevan slinks her way down the ramp, shimmying in time with the music slapping hands with the fans. She slides into the ring and climbs each turnbuckle, toying with the crowd by head banging slightly and giving a rock and roll sign. She hops down as the music fades and bounces from one foot to the other in anticipation. Darrin Stearns: Devan Whitmore is looking as determined as ever to make an impact tonight. Minoru Asano: And that's why I'm going to drink to her tonight! Darrin Stearns: What won't you drink to? Minoru Asano: Getting a trip to Mexico. But since we're not there, take a drink! And take a drink for main event time! Darrin Stearns: ...I need to stop getting talked into stuff. The opening strings of "Anti Gravity" by Lindsey Sterling hits, heralding the arrival of Shozo, as he steps out onto the stage, standing still a moment, looking up at the bright lights above. David Zinkus: From Bunkyo, Tokyo, Japan, he is weighing in at 205lbs....this is SHOZO! He closes his eyes, lets a breath out, and nods, before beginning to walk down the ramp, nodding his head to the music. He slides into the ring and makes his way to a corner, leaning against it waiting for the bell to ring. Not far behind him is Shinji Uchikawa, in shorts and a tank top, ready to support his partner. Darrin Stearns: Shozo makes up one half of the exciting Gen2 tag team with Shinji Uchikawa, who seems to be in Shozo's corner tonight. Minoru Asano: Let's drink for a singles breakout night for Shozo! Darrin Stearns: Let's get through this match first! The two start to lock up in the middle of the ring after a quick handshake, all before Shozo uses his strength advantage to back her into the corner. Backing away for a moment thanks to orders from senior official Katie Hanneman, Shozo rears back and lands a massive knife edge chop to Whitmore's chest. She winces in pain and Shozo rears back to land another one before grabbing her and whipping her to the corner on the opposite side, charging in and landing a wicked knee to the stomach. Holding her in a headlock as she keels over, Shozo pulls her out of the corner and delivers a russian leg sweep at break neck speed. Sitting her up, Shozo quickly lands a quick shoot kick to the chest to knock her down again before hooking the leg for a pin. Hanneman counts! One... Two... Kickout! Shozo glances for a moment at the ref before picking up Devan and hoisting her up into a fireman's carry position before dropping her in a gutbuster! Shozo quickly locks in a headlock, keeping her grounded because he knows that's the way to keep her from gaining an advantage. She reaches to roll him over onto his shoulders... ONE! TWO! Kickout! He rolls back down to a seated position, maintaining the headlock. Shozo wrenches it in, Devan wincing in pain. Darrin Stearns: Shozo working hard tonight to get that victory. Minoru Asano: He's looking like this one warrior monk I met while skipping through Tibet, friend! I was skipping through, and as I did, this warrior monk helped me as I was being attacked by violent alpacas who were looking to push me off the trail I was walking on! They were very violent, and he and I wound up getting involved in a race around the world for a million dollars, but that's a story for another day! Darrin Stearns: It sure is. Shozo continues to hold the headlock, but Devan starts managing to muscle her way up, all before dropping him with a back suplex! Devan quickly nails a standing moonsault, all before she quickly rolls herself back onto her feet, just to run and hit the ropes, coming to nail a rolling thunder onto Shozo! Rolling again back onto her feet, she one more time does a standing moonsault and rolls onto her feet, dropping to a knee and daring him to get back up! The crowd is excited on his feet, and as Shozo quickly stumbles up, she starts backing up for the Kessel R--SHOZO OUT OF NOWHERE WITH THE CRASH LOVE! Shozo starts to stand up and shake off the cobwebs, looking exceptionally angry before he lifts her up...BRAINBUSTER! LEG HOOK AND COVER! ONE! TWO! TH--KICKOUT! Shozo pounds the mat in frustration, starting to pick up Devan again for the End of Your Story...but Devan wiggles out...inverted headlock backbreaker! Devan starts to go back to the corner, once again looking to size up Shozo...KESSEL RUN! He's down and she pumps her fist, looking to go up to the top turnbuckle, but Shozo gets up and uses that fighting spirit of his to run up and start fighting with her on the top turnbuckle! The two are trading blows, and Devan blocks a shot, using a right to knock him down and off the turnbuckles! Quickly, she scrambles to get balanced and launched...JEDI MIND TRICK! SHE HOOKS THE LEG! ONE! TWO! THREE! "Lollipop" starts again, and the crowd cheers for Devan's victory! David Zinkus: Here is your winner...DEVAN WHITMORE! Darrin Stearns: What a match! Both Devan and Shozo were out of their minds and came at one another with some of the hardest hitting offense they had, but neither of them were going to give up easily! Minoru Asano: Friend, that was amazing! Let us drink to victory, to the winner, and another successful show! Darrin Stearns: Wait, what's this going on now? Shozo starts getting up and sitting in the ring as Devan continues to celebrate, his hand slamming the mat as he starts to get up with a sigh. As she climbs down from the corner, he grabs her shoulder and spins her around. The two of them look at each other with intensity in their eyes, still full of adrenaline from the match...and Shozo slowly offers his hand to the victor. Devan waits a moment but eventually concedes the handshake, the two trading a hug before Shinji comes in and pats his friend and partner on the shoulder before the two start walking off, leaving Devan to celebrate. Darrin Stearns: Good display of sportsmanship by Shozo there! Minoru Asano: Let's drink to that too! Darrin Stearns: It's been a hell of a night at (R)Evolution Wrestling, and it's been fun! I'm Darrin Stearns... Minoru Asano: ...and I'm Minoru Asano! DON'T *BLEEP*ING GO TO MEXICO! Darrin Stearns: What he said. Goodnight, everyone! We fade to black as Devan continues to celebrate her huge victory. Winner: DEVAN WHITMORE
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