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Post by Nicholas Gray on Dec 24, 2014 0:45:14 GMT -6
We open the show with the sounds of "Zer0space" by The Kidneythieves as the crowd notices someone coming from the back, the head of (R)Evolution Wrestling, Darrin Stearns! Accompanied by his assistant and companion, Marilyn (or Skynet, whatever you think is fair to call her), Darrin makes his way to the ring with the assistance of his cane. Looking out at the crowd, he takes a deep breath and sighs before stepping into the ring and taking the microphone. Darrin Stearns: Well...I have a lot to cover here, so you're gonna have to forgive me if I ramble. First off....REVOLUTION. The crowd jeers a bit at the mention of the group, leaving Darrin to sigh. Darrin Stearns: After much discussion, I've talked it over with Jimmy Riley and the trainers of the dojo. REVOLUTION have graduated from the school and are now on the EXODUS Pro roster officially. Their actions are now to be judged by not me, but the Director of Quality Control, Seymour Almasy. If he deems their actions unacceptable, he will be the one with the jurisdiction to punish them. However, if they step out of line here any longer, I will ban them as I did Devan Whitmore just two weeks ago. The crowd cheers, a positive sign of change from Darrin Stearns. Darrin Stearns: The next issue at hand is what happened to Cailey Carter two weeks ago. There's a real conundrum here, and I can't just solve this one by waving a magic wand. Cailey is a performer in (R)Evolution, albeit a manager. She's not trained to wrestle, and what happened has been building up. Not because Cailey has been an aggressor, but because she has been picked on and bullied by her sister Cassidy. It's a great debate what to be done, and I am deliberating on it still, but I will say this...Cassidy Carter's actions will not be tolerated. I've said it before and I'll say it again...the little issues the Sisters of Sin have with Carey Dean and his friends have to stop. You have my word that I've had it up to here with everything going on involving this particular group of people, so that's why I'm announcing a Trilogy of Attrition. I'll have more information for you guys in the coming days. Lastly, thanks to EXODUS having an extra week between shows, we've been bumped and will be doing the same for these shows. After tonight, we'll see you guys in 2015. Thank you for your time. With that, "Zer0space" starts again, and Stearns and Marilyn begin to leave the ring, letting the in-ring action speak for itself.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Dec 24, 2014 0:45:50 GMT -6
We now go to the ring where we see Candace Rockerfeller shaking out her limbs, preparing for her match against a mystery opponent. David Zinkus: This match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, Candace Rockerfeller! The lights in the arena shut off before ‘Exxidus’ by Music Junkies begins to play over the speakers, the lights in the arena pulsating along with the disbanded opening sequence of the song. After around ten seconds of this the camera focuses in on a pair of red eyes, staring forward from the entryway - illuminated in the darkness. The lights flash brightly before reverting to a normal brightness, the odd, distorted guitar taking reign over the speakers as we see the man known as NoVaK standing just in front of the curtain, surveying the crowd. His bright red eyes are widened as he turns his head from side to side, a wicked scowl on his face. NoVaK then starts to move erratically toward the ring, staring up at his opponent all the while. Eventually reaching the ring, NoVaK kicks the steps causing a loud, echoing boom sound to crash through the dojo laughing maniacally after doing so before slithering under the bottom rope into the ring. David Zinkus: Weighing 225lbs, NoVaK, The Supernova! NoVaK begins to giggle on himself as he lies on his stomach in the ring, a creepy grin on his face, one that he makes sure all of those in the ring see before he sits up and rolls backwards to his feet. He feints that he’s going to rush forward before slowly backing up into a corner, leaning forward so much so that he needs to use the ropes to stop him from falling on his face. BONUS SPECIAL MATCH CANDACE ROCKERFELLER VS A MYSTERY OPPONENT NOVAK
Candace Rockerfeller has seemingly picked up a knack for welcoming opponents to (R)evolution Wrestling and tonight it was no different when she found herself standing across the ring from NoVaK, The Supernova. The mysterious man wasted no time at all after the bell rang, letting go of the ropes that kept him upright, anticipating a rush from Rockerfeller. NoVaK was correct as Candace came charging forward looking to connect with a clothesline only to have her left leg ripped out from under her thanks to NoVaK. Instantly the man aligned with Mara Jade went to work on the legs of Rockerfeller, mercilessly targeting them with a series of holds. From here the result was probably all but obvious, NoVaK had Candace grounded the whole match, occasionally lifting her up only to drop her back down to the canvas again with a variety of moves. The end came after a jumping brainbuster. NoVaK rolled the limp and lifeless Rockerfeller over to cover her only to be met with a thumb in the eye! Following this NoVaK saw red and immediately traded his more technical style for ruthless palm strikes to the face of Rockerfeller which served to probably break her nose as a loud crunch was heard followed by a lot of blood pouring from the nose of Candace. As she lay holding her face, NoVaK stormed out of the ring, pushed Zinkus off of his chair and picked it up before rubbing then turning his attention back to the ring. Climbing into it, NoVaK raised the chair, looking to strike the now standing Rockerfeller only to be prevented from doing so as the referee grabbed the chair out of The Supernova’s hands as he raised it above his head! The referee then turned away to put the chair back at ringside, but it seems that this was what NoVaK wanted as he stepped toward Rockerfeller before spitting out a cloud of red mist from his mouth which caused her to cry out in pain as she fell to the mat. Without a second of hesitation NoVaK lurched forward toward Rockerfeller, taking ahold of her leg before rolling forward into the Supernova Stretch! Candace instantly submitted, however NoVaK kept the hold locked in until the referee forcibly broke it up. NoVaK then refused to have his hand raised by the referee pushing him away before leaving the ring and exiting through a visibly trepidatious crowd as he giggled maniacally. WINNER: NOVAK
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Dec 24, 2014 0:46:05 GMT -6
CHAOS vs. CTHULHU JONES The hardboiled detective/Harbinger of the Apocalypse was all business as he stepped into the (R)W ring for the first time. Tonight was the Case of the Squashed Jobber, and it was a very curious Cthulhu indeed as he tied up with Chaos. This was a very important case, and the witness was in the ring with him, so it was time to get down to business. Chaos was mostly unable to answer the detective’s numerous questions, as he was largely trying to fend off Cthulhu Jones’ impressive cthulucha libre assault. Arm drags and dragon screws were liberally used, and Chaos found himself resorting to punches and eyerakes to try and keep up, but the Harbinger of the Apocalypse would not be denied, busting out the devastating That Move I Beat Lovecraft With. Chaos only saved himself with a foot on the rope, and hazily crawled over towards the corner, trying to get his way out of the ring and away from the very inquisitive detective. Chaos climbed to the top rope, looking around for a way out, or perhaps an offensive maneuver. One of those two. By the time Jones sprung to the top rope, decimating Chaos with the MacGuffin, Cthulhu had cracked the case. Moments after pinning Chaos for the 1, 2, 3, he realized the horrible truth - the man who had squashed the jobber was none other than the detective himself. While this broke several of Knox and Van Dyne’s rules about mysteries, he contented himself with the knowledge that this was a wrestling match, and he had won it. WINNER: CTHULHU JONES
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Dec 24, 2014 0:46:15 GMT -6
CHARLIE MENDOZA & SIMON RAINES vs. DAMON ALEXANDER & PHILIPPE BERTRAND This started off well, as the two friends and second year students locked up. This fell apart quickly as neither one actually knows many moves yet, so the lockup was broken in favor of Damon throwing punches at Simon's head. This worked quite well, as it disoriented Simon and allowed Damon to whip him into the ropes, only to be shocked as Simon instead leapt onto the ropes and then off, nailing Damon with a crossbody. He immediately ran to a turnbuckle, ascending it and leaping off with a moonsault, only for Damon to move out of the way and leave Simon to crash into the mat. This continued on for minutes, the two friends both managing to find ways to get out from danger of the other, as their partners got more and more frustrated by them not tagging out. Finally, the shouting of their partners got to be too annoying and both men went to their corners and tagged Bertrand and Charlie in. The two, after their recent disagreements, went at one another hard. They fought viciously, but Bertrand managed to steal the upper hand by callously smashing Charlie's head into the turnbuckle. Ready to take advantage, Bertrand took some steps back into the corner to get enough distance for a move, only to find his back slapped by Damon Alexander as he tagged himself in! The Demon moved fast as he could, getting behind the dazed Charlie and lifting him up, hitting him with the Careless Whisper for the three count! Simon entered the ring and the two friends shared a handshake, only to be interrupted by Bertrand, who shoved Damon back and began to yell at him for taking his victory. Damon responded by raising two middle fingers to Bertrand's face before shoving him back, the frenchman stumbling and falling over, leaving the ring in a huff as Damon celebrated with Simon. WINNER: DAMON ALEXANDER & PHILIPPE BERTRAND
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Dec 24, 2014 0:46:28 GMT -6
JACKIE 'THE LAD' FOWLER vs. KYLAR STARK If one said that Jackie the Lad had had a successful career so far, that person would be arrested for grevious lies against the state. And no one is more aware of that than Jackie himself, as the drunken louse came to the ring with a look of complete focus on his face. Kylar Stark, for his part, seemed ready for an easy win over a drunken kid. Jackie Fowler was having none of that shit and from the moment the bell rang, Jackie gave it to him. He rushed straight out the gate at Kylar, who seemed to think it was a suicide attempt as he lifted up a big boot to give him his death, only for Jackie to duck under the boot, hit the ropes and come back at Kylar from behind, shoulder checking the big man! This sent Kylar stumbling forward, half confused, allowing Jackie to wheel around him and begin throwing punches at his mid-section that seemed to do some real damage to him, taking the wind from him. Jackie dropped to his knees and hit an uppercut that sent Kylar reeling. Jackie grabbed him by the arm and seemed ready to ascend to the top rope to show all the choice babes in the crowd his ropewalking ability, only for Kylar to jerk him back towards him, picking him up and nailing a massive sitout powerbomb onto Jackie, that only got a two count. Even if it didn't get him the win itself it certainly seemed to have done the damage intended, as Jackie looked pretty well entirely out of it, only instinct letting him kick out. He hauled Jackie up and whipped him into the corner, coming at him with a massive boot, only for Jackie to drop out of the way, not as out as he had led to believe! Kylar crashed into the corner badly, and Jackie was behind him to roll him up for a three count! Jackie rolled out of the ring, in full celebration mode, and lept into the the crowd to celebrate his first success with his mates. WINNER: JACKIE FOWLER By Simon Raines’ standards, tonight had gone fairly well. Sure, he’d lost again, but for only the second time in his career, he hadn’t been pinned or thrown over the top rope to lose directly. Considering how things had been going lately, that was virtually a victory for the (R)W rookie. Fresh off of a post match shower, Simon was cooling down on one of the benches in the locker room, a towel wrapped around his midsection as he recovered from the strain of his bout. For better or worse, he thought, at least his night was over. As Mr. Raines would discover, though, he really wasn’t quite that fortunate. Vivi sneaked quietly into the guys’ changing room and took a seat on the bench next to Simon. “Got your text. Sorry I didn’t respond, had other stuff to take care of before tonight got under way. What’d you want to talk about?” she asked, putting one foot up on the bench and draping an arm over her bent knee. Her match against Venus wasn’t until later, so she had plenty of time to kill between now and then. She was dressed in her ring gear, minus the hat, riding crop, and contacts. If she was bothered at all by the fact that Simon was only wearing a towel, it didn’t show on her face. “I can turn around if that’ll make things easier.” “Nothing too important,” Simon replied, shrugging his shoulders. “Just wanted to talk about the whole “throw Simon under the bus” thing on Twitter. It’s fine, rea-” It was about then that he paused, and realized that he was having a conversation with Vivienne Robichaud. In the men’s dressing room. Simon jumped to his feet. Whether by the grace of God or censors, the towel remained around his waist as he pointed at Vivi with a stunned look on his face. “Y-y-you can’t be in here,” he yelped. “L-let’s go outside! W-we can talk there!” At the mention of the Twitter thing, Vivi rolled her eyes. Nearly a week had gone by since then, so to her it was old news. But as he started stuttering at her, Vivi simply shrugged her shoulders. “I go where I want. Besides, so long as I’m not beating the crap out of you in here, I don’t think anyone’s going to have a major issue with it.” She looked him up and down, standing up from the bench slowly. He was too tall for her to be eye level with him, but she met his gaze with a raised brow, her arms crossed over her chest. “We can take this conversation anywhere you want to, ma cher. But first you might want to put on something more than just a towel. I’ll turn around so you don’t get shy.” With a grin, she turned so that her back was to him, giving him at least a semblance of privacy. A stammering Simon Raines fished around in his nearby duffel bag, then darted off camera. When he returned, he was wearing a pair of blue jeans, and not much else - but considering his ring attire was fairly skimpy, this was generally more clothing than he tended to wear. “Alright,” he managed, taking a deep breath and blowing it out. “We’ll talk. In the hallway. About things.” He held the door open for her, very happy that this conversation would be leaving places that it would not be good for her to be found in. Vivi walked out into the hallway with another roll of her eyes, waiting for Simon to shut the door behind him. Once he was out in the hall with her, Vivi stood in front of him, looking up into his face. “Okay, so the Twitter thing. What exactly is it you want me to say? I needed to push Devan’s buttons and my friendship with you is the best button I’ve got. She can say all she wants that her beating me with a chair was just about me trash talking, but if she sees this friendship as a threat to her relationship then you better believe I’m going to exploit that for all it’s worth.” She shrugged her shoulders, no trace of remorse on her face. “Look, sucks that it got you into trouble, but that’s a you problem. I can’t help it that she’s jealous and insecure and doesn’t know how to control herself.” The expression on Simon’s face fell fairly quickly. Raines was usually fairly happy-go-lucky on television, but this was not that. He cocked his head to one side, as if trying to figure out exactly how to put his reply to the voodoo priestess standing in front of him. “Do you really think that’s what this is about,” he finally asked, with a shake of his head. “This isn’t about me and her, or you and her. She’s one of the most crazy-driven people I’ve ever met in my life. She wants to be the best, and doesn’t take kindly to anyone who’d stand in her way.” Simon sighed, and pressed himself back against the wall of the hallway. He’d gotten a good look at just how driven Devan was in practice, as well as in general over the length of their relationship. “You two are big girls. You can handle your own business, and neither of you would ask me to take sides. Which, believe me, I’m thankful for,” Raines admitted. “And yeah, maybe it is a me problem. But the more “me” problems that you end up causing for me, Vivi, the more “you” problems that start to come along with those “me” problems.” Raines shook his head, not liking the way the words came out. “Fuck. Vivi, I’m sorry. I...I just hate being caught in a situation like this. Things like this don’t happen when you’re training muay thai on the beaches of Thailand. Maybe Devan’s right. Maybe I don’t belong here. My win/loss record sure as Hell backs that assertion up.” “So then what the hell is it you want me to say here, Simon? If you’re having trouble with the fact that smack talk and sneak attacks are part of the way things go around here then maybe you should go find something that’s a little more your style. And look, this thing with me and Devan, it ain’t gonna be solved till I get her in the ring and I prove that I can back my words up. But that’s gonna have to wait until after my time in this tournament is done.” Shaking her head, she took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, her eyes never leaving his. She hooked her thumbs through the belt loops on her pants, leaning back casually against the wall behind her. “You got a problem with how I operate, you’re just gonna have to figure that one out on your own. I’m not like you, I don’t have some Boy Scout moral code. Good and bad, that’s for children. To me, there’s what I want and how I’m gonna go about getting it. That’s it, plain and simple. Don’t get it twisted, Raines. Right now, I may be on the side of the angels, but don’t you think for a second that I am one. I’m not you, I’m not Storm - hell, I’m not even Carey. I get into fights with people because they annoy me or because I’m bored, not because of some ideological clash or commitment to a higher purpose. I do what I want to serve my own purposes. And if that means throwing you under the bus again with Devan, yeah, it’ll happen again if it has to.” “What I want you to say,” he replied, very calmly, “is that some things are above your spat with Devan. Like our friendship, for one.” Raines took a deep breath, and moved away from the wall. “But if I’m not going to get that, at least you’re telling me that up front. That’s better than I usually get around here.” He needed to get away. Away from her, and, for the night at least, away from the arena. Away from this world of grey morality and being used as a puppet by, well, pretty much everyone. “I can deal with a lot of shit, Vivienne,” he insisted, “Boy Scout or not. But the one thing I can’t? Being a pawn. I will not be used as a pawn. Not by Devan. Not by you. Not by anyone.” Simon walked back into the locker room. Seconds later, he emerged with a duffel bag slung over his shoulder, and a world-weary look on his face. “You’ve got business tonight. Go beat Venus. I’m going to go do something else. Anything else that’s not listening to my best friend in this company tell me that I’m expendable if it suits her purposes.” The Artist of War was gone moments later, off into the maze of backstage hallways.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Dec 24, 2014 0:46:41 GMT -6
CARLTON WINSLOW vs. GOTHRA It hadn’t been the best of times for Carlton Winslow, but to his credit, he was in the ring, ready to fight as the GOTHRA parade came to town for the very first time. By the time the elaborate entrance was over, Winslow seemed a bit confused, but ready to do battle with the 15,000 pound kaiju as the bell sounded. Carlton darted over, trying to slam the great beast, but Winslow immediately realized that his plan wouldn’t work. Emi Watanabe shouted unprintable obscenities at him at ringside, as GOTHRA countered with a huge open palm chop that dropped Carlton Winslow like a shot. GOTHRA placed a mighty foot across Carlton’s chest, but only got one. This prompted a quick conference between Emi, the Cosmos Fairies, and a very confused GOTHRA, who could not understand why this particular human seemed so much more resistant to her than most of the ones she encountered in her native Japan. GOTHRA followed up by clamping her mighty jaws on the forehead of Carlton Winslow, and the official stepped in to count. Watanabe finally explained that a disqualification was imminent, and GOTHRA released at the count of four. Her confusion gave Carlton Winslow a chance to fight back with a series of jabs, and performed the Carlton Shuffle to a huge ovation, before Flash Kicking GOTHRA! The kaiju stumbled backwards, where her mighty wings got caught in the ropes, prompting mixed gasps of worry and cheers of elation from the capacity crowd. Winslow charged, but ate a mighty foot from GOTHRA, dropping him to the canvas once more. The Cosmos Fairies helped her loosen her wings, as Emi offered a helpful “MAIM THAT JERKOFF!” from the floor. As Carlton got his senses back, GOTHRA lunged, spinning around to DECIMATE him with the Rapid Wings! The spinning wing lariat paid dividends, and once again GOTHRA covered with one foot - for only two! A stunned GOTHRA could only watch as Carlton Winslow managed to break free, and launched another all out offensive on her, throwing elbow strikes, and sticking and moving out of the way of further wing attacks. A standing dropkick rocked GOTHRA, as did a huge, spinning right hand to the chest. Still unable to knock the kaiju off her feet, Carlton Winslow went up to the top rope, looking for a big diving rana. Unfortunately, GOTHRA was able to move out of the way, leaving Carlton to hit nothing but mat! As Winslow struggled up, GOTHRA hooked his head in a three-quarter nelson, and showed off her agility by walking the corner to complete her Dark Echo! Carlton was done for, but GOTHRA showed her respect for the fallen human by properly covering him, hooking a leg as the official counted to three. The Galactic Pretty Boys seemed most pleased of all as GOTHRA celebrated her first, of surely many, victories. WINNER: GOTHRA
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Dec 24, 2014 0:46:49 GMT -6
MATTIAS JEPSEN vs. TAKUTO SHINDO Mattias Jepsen and Takuto Shindo have been at odds in recent weeks as The Galactic Pretty Boys and Bloodsport have continued to war over the RW Tag Team Titles. Shindo arrived alone to avoid the wrath of Darrin Stearns' new policy, but Jepsen was able to arrive with people licensed to be there, aka Bryan Cade(-des) and the Bloodsport ring girl/Mattias' object of affection, Astrid Larsson. From the opening bout, the match was hard hitting, each of them delivering stiff kicks to test the pain threshold and mettle of the other. Jepsen's irritation and perceived feelings of being mocked and teased by the crowd wasn't helped with the boos he was given for his actions, only making him kick Shindo harder. Of course, when Jepsen missed a huge diving knee drop, Shindo took over and began launching an offensive flurry that was seemingly took the Dane off his game. A missed roundhouse kick allowed Shindow to hit the Galactic Cross Slash, giving Shindo the victory. Post-match, Shindow was greeted by his partner, Sugata Hotaru, and the two began to celebrate until the arrival of Gunnar Stahl, who looked less than pleased the pair would gloat in front of his friend and partner. The two teams gave one another uneasy looks before Cade handed the champs their belts and they raised them high, reminding the former champions that they were in the hands of Bloodsport now, and nothing was going to change that. WINNER: TAKUTO SHINDO
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Dec 24, 2014 0:46:56 GMT -6
ANASTASIA STARLING VS. CALEB STORM There is a big buzz in the building as the bell rings here and these two begin moving at a fast pace around the ring, given Anastasia Starling making headlines over the past few days by winning the GFC Invitational overseas and Caleb Storm’s blue-chipper prospect. The two shake hands accordingly prior to the bell ringing and when it does, they’re off to the races. Caleb initially takes Anastasia by surprise with his speed (which is a bit unusual for somebody of his size) and moves such as a series of dropkicks and a headscissors that sends Anastasia to the outside before he goes running to the ropes and sails through the air with a tope con hilo onto the smaller framed Starling. But that move seems to take a bit from Caleb, because once the action is taken to the ring and he tries to capitalize on it with a back suplex attempt, Ana lands on her feet and nearly gets a three count with a schoolboy pin. From that point, Starling dictates the pace as she takes it to the taller Storm with kicks to the legs to bring the bigger competitor down to size and a few speedy maneuvers with some flips, strikes and headscissors to keep the match at her speed, including a particularly beautiful looking diving leg drop bulldog that gets a near three count. Ana does stand Caleb up and whips him to the ropes, but Storm returns with the Chain Lightning counter for a two count. Caleb then stalks Anastasia and runs to the ropes, going for the Thunderbolt...which ANASTASIA FORESEES, LEAPING OVER THE ATTEMPT AND LANDING ON CALEB WITH A CANNONBALL WHILE HIS LEG KICKS THE AIR! The crowd is in absolute awe of this counter as Anastasia proceeds to bounce off the ropes and connect with the STURNIDAE, getting the three count and the victory in a speedy, flashy contest. The crowd applauds accordingly as Ana helps Caleb back up to his feet and the two shake hands again, with Storm raising Starling’s hand in the air as the victor. WINNER: ANASTASIA STARLING
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Dec 24, 2014 0:47:06 GMT -6
TOP OF THE CLASS TOURNAMENT QUARTER-FINAL MATCH SHINJI UCHIKAWA vs. WEAPON Shinji Uchikawa has had some very interesting reactions as of late, people generally having a mixed reaction with the longer the man remains affiliated with REVOLUTION (despite seemingly having no wish to participate in their actions), but the crowd has taken to the new form of WEAPON, a masked female that has seemingly come out of nowhere to display surprising acumen in the ring. Both seeming students of the Jonathan Collins playbook, the match began with each of them seeming to know what the other had up their sleeve in the opening minute! Every move had a counter, and that had a counter, and that had a counter! The pair surely showed how bad they wanted this win and this tournament! once more, Shozo Arino returned to the ringside area, Shinji looking over in irritation at his friend for coming around. The distraction almost cost Shinji the match though, but it didn't take long for Shinji to get back on track. Having a size advantage on this iteration of EXODUS' guardian, Shinji used it to his advantage, stopping a huge cross body block from WEAPON to grab her and gently plant her into a pumphandle position, hitting the Heaven's Door on her for the pin and the advancement to the next round! Again, Shozo celebrated with Shinji, screaming at the masked protector she had failed to stop a revolution. Shinji, however, broke away from Shozo and glared at his friend before offering his hand to WEAPON, who reluctantly accepted the hand before walking off, leaving Shinji and Shozo to celebrate. WINNER: SHINJI UCHIKAWA
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Dec 24, 2014 0:47:13 GMT -6
TOP OF THE CLASS TOURNAMENT QUARTER-FINAL MATCH ANDERSON COBALT vs. ELIZABETH LANNISTER This was going to be a highly anticipated match, pitting the two second year students with the best records against one another, but that sadly was not entirely what we got. It started off very competitive, the two of them locking up and turning out to be very evenly matched, Cobalt showing to be slightly ahead in the technical aspects, but Lannister showing herself to be quite fast and skilled at getting out of holds. Just as fans were beginning to get quite into this contest, Cobalt started to seem...off. He would pause in the middle of a move, suddenly distracted, wincing in pain. He put a hand to his head to try and quell what seemed to be a sudden headache, and entirely lost focus on what was going on in the ring. Lannister, though looking at least a tiny bit concerned for Cobalt, did not allow that to stop her from getting behind him, grabbing him, and nailing the Debt Fulfilled for the victory! A frustrated Cobalt got to his feet, still holding a hand to his head, but was still able to offer a hand to Lannister, who shook it before leaving the ring for the trainer's, as Lannister celebrated her moving on to the semi-finals. WINNER: ELIZABETH LANNISTER
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Dec 24, 2014 0:47:19 GMT -6
TOP OF THE CLASS QUARTER-FINAL MATCH MISTRESS VIVI vs. VENUS Mistress Vivi has a lot of friends in RW, that's hardly a lie. However, despite the fans not exactly being fond of the Voodoo Vixen, they were even less a fan of the Supermodel Submission Specialist. The crowd started as the two began to posture, each trying to gain a psychological advantage over the other. The pair continued to go after one another, the more refined technician in Venus dominating the early goings over an inexperienced Vivi. Venus wasn't going to hesitate to make an example out of Vivi, but the new monster in RW wasn't going to go down without a fight! She continued to battle back, giving Venus a run for her money after getting a near two count after a one handed facebuster from a leapfrog! The crowd started to get really excited after it looked like Vivi was going to go for Hurricane Vivienne, but Venus managed to nail a superkick, leading her to lock in the Photo Op! Venus was looking to soften her up, but "South of Heaven" began playing, and out from the back walked Angela Jameson, sledgehammer in tow! Venus yelled at her, screaming at Angela to stay out of her business and go back to kissing her man's ass, which allowed Vivi enough time to recover and get a crucifix pin for the three count! The crowd was stunned at the sound of "Voodoo" by Godsmack, Vivi scoring a massive upset in this tournament! WINNER: MISTRESS VIVI
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Dec 24, 2014 0:47:30 GMT -6
TOP OF THE CLASS TOURNAMENT QUARTER-FINAL MATCH DANIEL LANNING vs. OLIVER CREED In the last Top of the Class tournament match of the night, it was the bounty of RW Daniel Lanning coming toe to toe with the godless man Oliver Creed. And they tore the house down. Both men having something to prove, they came at one another with fury. Lanning started off with hard shots to Oliver's gut, Oliver responded with a backfist and a German suplex to take it to the ground. He smartly began to work over the left arm of Daniel Lanning, seeking to rob him of the ability to hit that devestating Taskmaster punch. Lanning was forced to remain off his feet and unable to utilize his striking game for a good few minutes, as his attempts to find a way out of the holds he was held in were shut down by Creed. Finally, Lanning managed to make it to the ropes and force the match to get back onto it's feet. And though it would seem that would play to Lanning's advantage the damage was done, and it seemed his left arm was pretty well shot for the match, leaving him to rely on his other arm to work, leaving his game weak. Things seemed quite dire there, as Oliver was able to get out of the way of most of Lanning's attempts at offense, and he seemed ready to try to end it, when he was taken off guard suddenly by a last minute elbow strike from Lanning sending him back. With his only opening now in front of him, Lanning took it, beginning to drive knee after knee into the man's gut, sending him to the mat in pain. He began to sit up, trying to get back to his feet, and Lanning hit the ropes, looking for the Deadshot!! Just as he started to come off the ropes, ready to drive his foot into the chest of Creed the bell rang, signalling that the time limit had been hit. The match was declared a draw, and neither man would be going forward in the tournament. Lanning struck the mat repeatedly in frustration as the crowd booed the non-ending, all sharing in the mounting frustration the Bounty Hunter's been feeling. NO CONTEST
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Dec 24, 2014 0:47:39 GMT -6
Pond: It's main event time, but I can't imagine this going the way anyone wants it to go, all the animosity lately. Minoru Asano: Let's have some faith, friend! Carey is a sensible young man when he's sober. I should know, I go to his warehouse parties all the time! The arena goes dark…. A child laughing starts to play loudly when suddenly “Blood” by In The Moment plays throughout the arena as Celeste Mallory slowly walks out and looks around as she smirks followed by Cassidy Carter and Jaina Frost. Celeste slowly makes her way to the ring not looking at anything but the ring…. She slowly slides in and lays across the bottom rope in the corner as she awaits for the match to start as her fellow Sisters of Sin stand on the outside of the ring…. Celeste waits for the match to start even joking around with the referee. Pond: Celeste Mallory seems pretty calm over this. Minoru Asano: Yaaaay civility! Suddenly, over the PA System, a voice. Keep the gun oiled, and the temple cleaned Shit, snort, and blaspheme Let the heads cool, and the engine run Because in the end, everything we do Is just everything we’ve done. Suddenly, the music for "The Future Is Now" by Starset explodes, and the crowd rises as the stage goes black save for a few tiny blue lights that look like stars! Suddenly, at the entrance, the brightest lights comes and in her long duster jacket...IS SYDNEY CHRISTENSEN! They said there was no way But they forgot the black hole in the sky Yesterday is nothing I have half a life to rewrite Flying into this future I will let the science bring the change This will be the final cure I am gonna take the past away... Sydney begins to make the ring, hoisting the RW World Title above her head as the crowd begins to cheer, her slapping hands as she steps into the ring, waiting for her opponent. Pond: Minoru, Sydney looks absolutely pumped for this match. Minoru Asano: Any chance she gets to take on the Sisters of Sin is a good night for our friend, Sydney! The bell starts to ring, but just as the bell rings, there seems to be a scuffle somewhere in the audience Pond: ...oh god, this is happening again. Minoru Asano: What is happening? Are we having a drinking contest instead? Suddenly, through the crowd comes Jackie the Lad, quickly taking a cameraman aside and grabbing him to take his battery pack and camera, starting to yank it away before running through the crowd again and towards the outside of the arena. Pond: We're going to cut to this, aren't we? Indeed, we've cut to the outside of the arena, where a woman with long blonde hair seems to be tied to the front of a car, though we can't see who it is because of the face being obscured all before Carey Dean stands in front of the camera Jackie just stole, a quick "We're good, mate!" off camera before Carey speaks, a crowbar in his hand while he talks. Carey Dean: You know, I tried to do this the way everyone asked. For the past half a year, every time I try to wrestle a match, the Sisters of Sin ruin it. I don't give a damn about my win-loss record, that don't mean nothin' in the grand scheme. What matters is the fact that every time I try to do this, people keep steppin' in my way. They jump me. They jump Cailey. They jump Tommy, Danny, Jackie, and I'M GETTING REAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL SICK OF IT! How many times are we going to have to take the high road when these bitches get to play by a whole different set of rules than the rest of us? How many times are we going to have to deal with that! So I'm gonna take the low road this time, but I'm tellin' you somethin' before you decide to lock me up and throw away the key, Stearns, Almasy, Riley, Collins, Gray, and whoever else is making a decision...all I want is one thing. All I want is one match where you can promise me no interference against Cassidy Carter. Because the beatin's are gonna continue until morale improves amongst us. Ain't that right, Jaina? He smirks and turns to the side, revealing the car once again with the blonde. Pond: ...that's Jaina Frost? Carey Dean: So I'm gonna make this real simple, Celeste. You want to save your friend? Get your ass out here and fight me. Take me on and let's settle our problems before I move onto the rest of you bitches. Of course, if you want me to start out with chuckles here, by all means. Celeste quickly runs out of the ring, starting to head to the back. As she does, she passes by her locker room, looking to get Cassidy Carter to help her get Jaina back...only to find Daniel Lanning at the door. Daniel Lanning: She's already out there, go! Celeste runs, Daniel smirking as he taps the door, the angry yelling of two voices screaming at the top of their lungs to be let out as he walks away, whistling. Celeste finally gets outside as she goes to the car, not seeing Carey or anyone else there, all before she starts freeing the person, only to have the wig fall off. ...yes, a wig. Anna Giovanna: SURPRISE, MOTHERFUCKER! Celeste is taken aback, and before she can react, Carey Dean spears her practically out of her shoes, taking her down and starting to pummel her with fists, a look of rage on his face! Lanning, Jackie, and Anna keep around him, not interfering as they let Carey handle his personal vengeance while he attacks Celeste, all before he backs away from her, having left her down on the ground before he looks at her...then to Tom Higashikata. Carey Dean: Give it to me, Tom. Tom Higashikata: You sure? Carey Dean: I'm sure. Tom, almost reluctantly, hands Carey his crowbar as he looks down at Celeste trying to get up. Without hesitation, he rears back and sends the business end of the crowbar smashing into Celeste's skull not once, not twice, but three times all before he turns away. Carey Dean: Tell Aiken and company that if they want to drag us to hell...we're ready. And on that note, we cut to copyright.
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