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Post by Nicholas Gray on Mar 11, 2015 12:09:04 GMT -6
We're finally live on Fox Sports 1! All the bells and whistles we had before and more now that we've moved to cable television! We fade from our new theme to see Darrin Stearns standing in the ring as he waves to the crowd, one hand with a mic and the other holding his cane. Darrin Stearns: Hello everyone! I'm Darrin Stearns, and if you're new to (R)Evolution Wrestling, I'm the man in charge. I'd probably call myself...the General Manager of RW if you have to call me anything. Anyways, I want to take a moment and welcome you to Osaka and to (R)Evolution Wrestling! The crowd cheers politely and Darrin smiles, tipping his cane in their direction. Darrin Stearns: We've got a great night planned for you guys, and I want to take a moment to make a huge announcement. As of late, we've become far more than just your destination for the future stars of EXODUS Pro. We're developing our own name, our own brand. We're becoming our own destination. People aren't just coming to see RW for a glimpse of EXODUS stars that may show, but they want to see our own talents! And that means it's time to expand. Therefore, to pay tribute to the original (R)Evolution Dojo in Anaheim, we've created the Orange County title! The first champion will be declared through an eight-person tournament, and I will make sure to get you those names as soon as possible. For now, I want to make sure you guys have a great time, because THIS...IS....(R)EVOLUTION! "Zer0space" by The Kidneythieves starts to play and the crowd cheers again as Darrin smiles as he begins to make his way toward the back, shaking a few hands along the way.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Mar 11, 2015 12:09:56 GMT -6
CARLTON WINSLOW & DINA BRYCE vs. VIOLENCE YP (Hideki Kojima & Hiro Murayama) Well this was something. The moment the bell rang the two men charged Dina and Carlton, and smashed light tubes over their heads. The referee, of course, immediately rang the bell, which seemed to make the two think they had won, as they thrust their arms in the air and cheered loudly. When the referee tried to explain to them that they had lost, they just seemed confused. Then they were excited again, as they went back to thinking they had won. Thanks, Darrin. WINNERS BY DQ: CARLTON WINSLOW & DINA BRYCE We come backstage where we find Caleb Storm sitting in a chair, keeping to himself as he sees Tom Matheny approaching him cautiously. Tom Matheny: Caleb Storm, it's been a really mixed bag with you lately. You dropped a heartbreaker to Jaina Frost two weeks ago, but you and Kintaro Higashikata managed a victory at FIPW's joint event with us, FUSION. Tonight, you're facing an unknown opponent handpicked by Jonathan Collins on our debut here on Fox Sports 1. Do you have anything to say? Caleb continues looking at the same spot on the ground he had been prior to Matheny approaching him, remaining quiet and unsure of what to say. Tom Matheny: Caleb? Caleb still doesn't respond, and after a moment, he looks up at Tom, shakes his head, and walks off.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Mar 11, 2015 12:10:09 GMT -6
DAMON ALEXANDER vs. NAISER KING As soon as Damon set foot in the ring, it was apparent he knew thing were going to go his way that match. He was a man wronged by the company, who’d been kept off screen, waiting for his triumphant re-debut with his stablemate Sue stood at ringside. Unfortunately for Damon, Naiser King had other ideas. As Mistress Vivi stood back and watched, the Mountain King went to work on the Demon, his superior strength counteracting much of Damon’s offense. No matter how hard Damon tried, he just couldn’t find a chink in the Mountain King’s armour, with attack after attack being overpowered by the behemoth. The problem came when Naiser threw Damon over the top rope with a Military Press Drop, straight into the lap of Mistress Vivi. It took only moments for the Voodoo Queen to make her move, laying into her former friend with a series of stomps. Whilst Naiser laughed off Damon’s predicament in the ring, the referee went to the ropes to try and call off her attack. This is largely the reason he didn’t see Sue enter the ring, and quietly tap Naiser on the shoulder. As the big man spun around confused, Sue spun around himself, connecting with the big man’s jaw with his huge It’s All Over Spinning Back Elbow. Sue was out of the ring and back in his own corner before the giant Redwood even hit the mat. Vivi, relenting under the referee’s count, finally backed off of Damon, allowing the Demon to finally get fully back to his feet, and slide into the ring. Seeing Naiser on the mat, and the ref still scolding Vivi, he stamped on the mat hard, before falling onto Naiser to a serenade of boos from the crowd. His attention gained by the impact of the stomp on the ring, the ref saw Naiser down, Damon laying on top of him, and did the only thing he could, and counted the 3, with Vivi only realising who was on top of who after the second. The crowd continued to boo as Sue joined his partner in the ring, and celebrated as All I Do Is Win started to play over the PA, and the crowd got even angrier, throwing debris into the ring as the two REVOLUTIONaries just celebrated before leaving the ring. WINNER: DAMON ALEXANDER
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Mar 11, 2015 12:10:21 GMT -6
ANNA GIOVANNA vs. SIMON RAINES With his main roster match against Chris Strike pushed back a week, Simon Raines was given the all-clear to compete once more in the (R)W ring. Both he and Anna Giovanna were looking to work out some of their frustrations with recent events and while the two may have been friends outside the ring, inside the squared circle, both were all business. Anna took control early in the match, keeping Simon on the defensive with a series of well-aimed strikes. Though Raines was able to counter with impressive striking of his own, Anna hit him with a Little Mac Special to the jaw and knocked him to the mat. She climbed the turnbuckle for the Volare Via, looking to add yet another loss to Simon’s abysmal record. But at the last second, Raines rolled away and Giovanna hit nothing but mat. Both competitors hauled themselves to their feet once more, with Simon getting up a split second before Anna. He used this to his advantage, though Anna was determined to regain the upper hand in the match. The two put on a fantastic show, blending their respective striking talents with the technical skills they’ve been honing during their months in the dojo. Anna looked to hit Simon with vicious chop, but Simon caught her by the wrist and spun her around, locking her into the Saigon Strangle! Anna tried to push him off and scramble for the rope to break the hold, but Simon arched back to apply more pressure. After struggling some more, Anna tapped out and the Artist of War picked up his very first win in (R)Evolution Wrestling! As the referee raised his hand, Simon helped Anna to her feet and the two shook hands. Anna walked off shortly after, leaving Simon to enjoy his long-awaited moment of victory just a little longer. WINNER: SIMON RAINES
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Mar 11, 2015 12:10:40 GMT -6
GOTHRA vs. SYDNEY CHRISTENSEN Sydney Christensen has been a little quiet lately, leaving people to wonder if she's finally lost her steps ahead of the pack in (R)Evolution Wrestling. Tonight, she came to the ring to prove she hasn't lost a bit against the up and coming GOTHRA! Sydney seemed a little thrown off by the the unorthodox style and behavior of her opponent at first, but when she started to put it together, The North Star again proved that she was one of the best in RW, bar none. GOTHRA was no slouch, using her agility to miss some of the more powerful strikes Syd was bringing to the table, managing to miss one of her discus clotheslines, only to strike back and nail Syd with the Rapid Wings! It seemed to take the wind out of Syd, leaving GOTHRA to hit the Dark Echo...BUT SHE ONLY GOT A TWO! GOTHRA seemed genuinely stunned her finisher couldn't put away Sydney, which led to her climbing up to the top turnbuckle to look for the Cosmos Seal, but Syd got up and rapidly climbed the top turnbuckles, lifting GOTHRA.....FOR A 15-SECOND KILLING TIME! It was all Syd needed, because the moment she hit the mat, she quickly grabbed the arm/wing of GOTHRA to lock in the ALPHA-16 and gain a tap out victory at 12:47, cementing her legacy as the Ace of RW! WINNER: SYDNEY CHRISTENSEN Sydney runs a hand through her hair as she wipes a few beads of sweat from her brow. Standing in the middle of the ring, she motions for David Zinkus to come over with the microphone. He looks at her curiously but hands her the microphone anyway. She brushes her hair back and waits a few seconds to collect herself before she begins to speak. Sydney Christensen: I’ve got something that I want to get off my chest. There has been a lot going on here in rEvolution Wrestling over the past few weeks and months. People coming in, trying to take over, trying to disrupt the natural flow of things. While some people, like Jaina Frost, have been moderately successful, everyone else seems to have forgotten one tiny yet important detail. They forgot just whose house this really is. Guess what? This is MY house! I will be damned if I let anyone come in and try to prove me otherwise. She lowers the mic a bit as she starts to ace around the ring. Sydney Christensen: See, for too long now, I have sat back and watched as people like the Sisters of Sin, REVOLUTION and whatever the hell is supposed to be attached to mara and her followers, come in and proclaim that they are taking over. For too long I have had to sit and watch as even my fellow rEvolution roster members battle amongst themselves to see just who will be the one to stand up to these outsiders. To everyone in the back, calm yourselves, because the one person who is going to lead the charge is standing out in this ring right now. Maybe you people have been busy. Maybe you’ve had other things on your minds or maybe you all just plain forgot. Let me remind you all just who the hell I am. My name is Sydney Christensen. I am the best champion that this company has ever seen. I am the bonafide Ace of this company. You would be hard pressed to find someone out there in the back that is as good as I am. I don’t just make these claims because I love the sound of my own voice. I make them because it is the truth and I can more than back up everything I say. Last year I stated that I was going to go down as the one everyone was going to remember for years to come. This year? I finish what I started. If any of these so called outsiders want to start a war with rEvolution? They are going to have to go through me first. The fans roar their approval as Sydney lowers the mic for a second. Suddenly... And we're back, the new video screen for RW has on it a familiar face...EXODUS' own Allmother, mara! Standing there, hair in front of her eyes as she looks down at the floor before turning her head to look forward, she seems to almost be smiling at the timing of who is in the ring and when this message is coming. mara: The ace...the ace...PLACE YOUR BETS, IT'S ACES HIGH IN THE RING, SYDNEY CHRISTENSEN IS IN THE BUILDING! She giggles a little as she nods, looking on as her smile becomes a sneer. mara: So this is your choice, yes? This is what you want? Okay, we can do that. I was hoping you'd get the hint at this point, Sydney. I was hoping that maybe, just maybe, you'd realize that your clock is ticking. See, on a long enough timeline, everything ends! Whatever is thriving now eventually dies, you just have to watch long enough. Except here we are now, Syd! Here is your final warning! The Uroboros is coming. And when it does, we're going to see how long your timeline really is. You had your warnings, but in 14 days...she stays. And you? You'll do what your little role model Fiona Collins has been forced to do. Like her? You will reach for the dead. The screen cuts off, and with that, blackness.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Mar 11, 2015 12:10:57 GMT -6
DERON FRANKLIN vs. MAURICE PASCAL The crowd were set for a high energy high flying spectacular here, and neither trainer Maurice Pascal nor young star Deron Franklin disappointed. Maurice took control early on, putting on an acrobatic showcase for the crowd as he flipped, pirouetted and flew about Deron, hitting him with kicks and tosses from each and every angle. Deron managed to land some impact, but every step he took, he was knocked back two by Maurice’s high energy style. It all changed, however, when the Derontourage swung into full effect. A Seatbelt Crash from Maurice got Deron laid out fully on the mat, which called Jennifer up onto the apron, whilst Maurice leapt to the top turnbuckle. Whilst the referee was dealing with Jennifer though, O’Shay climbed onto the apron, and with a hard uppercut low-blowed Maurice squarely in his pleasure zone. As Maurice folded like a cheap deckchair, tumbling to the mat, O’Shay took his turn to distract the referee, whilst Jennifer slid into the ring to give a little wake up call to Deron. As he rouses, he kisses her on the cheek, sending her on her way whilst O’Shay lets the referee get back to the match. Groggily, he climbs to the top turnbuckle, before leaping off, and connecting to the hurting Maurice with a Chocolate Thunder for the 3 count, to a chorus of boos. The Derontourage joined Franklin in the ring afterward for a celebratory cheer, ignoring the heckles of the crowd, before Deron called for a mic. He basically asserted his superiority over the entire crowd and roster, and stating “he’s over this”, announced he was quitting California, and looking to sign up with somewhere on the East Coast. WINNER: DERON FRANKLIN Darius Reed: Ladies and gentlemen, I am Darius Reed...and soon enough in the coming weeks, I will be gracing this very REVOLUTION ring and along with Damon, Elizabeth, and Sue...we are going to take this place by storm. But this isn't about me. This is the anniversary show and it would only be fair that one of its most polarizing figures is given his chance in the REVO sun. So without further adieu...I give you the Blackest Sun of Exodus...the soon to be TWO-TIME EXODUS PRO TAG TEAM CHAMPION with GRENDEL...my little brother...the Mouth of the Revolution...The Wrestling Savant...the Suplex Rembrandt...The Master of the Dragon Sleeper...The Creator of the #ZEROFU....I can't say that on television or we'll all be fired....he is Aries Reed! The following thoughts and ideas are not those expressed by Exodus Pro, its Sponsors, or its Affiliates. Viewer Discretion is advised." Suddenly, the lights in the arena dim, and all we hear is one voice. As the sun falls, darkness shall come... The opening rant Tech N9NE gives to begin "Blackened the Sun" by him begins, the crowd jeering as Aries Reed emerges from the entrance way! In a long black jacket and sunglasses, he smirks as he slowly takes the walk down the small ramp to glance over the crowd before chuckling. Without hesitation, he makes his way to the ring, all before hopping onto the apron and wiping his boots off before stepping into the ring. He quickly reaches a corner and climbs the turnbuckle to get a reaction, only getting jeers before he hops down and sneers as he stands in the middle of the ring, giving his brother a tight embrace in the middle of the ring. Needless to say even in Japan the sheer distant for Aries Reed is universally known in all languages. Aries Reed: It was January 14th, 2014. I was sitting at home back in Atlanta when the phone call came...Justin Brooks was on the other line. There is a small raise of cheers for the Monster as Aries continues. Aries Reed: He told me that I was in, I would be apart of the First Class in REVO that would path the way for hundreds of other wrestlers just like myself who would come through those doors and into the ring. And for weeks on end, I trained...I worked...I sweated...I won some and I lost some. Looking over at his older brother, who crossed his massive arms over his broad chest, he nods his head slightly. Aries Reed: ...and through it all, I didn’t want some pat on my back, I didn’t need all the admiration, I just wanted to be accepted. I just wanted to be known for my abilities in the ring...but in REVO...that doesn’t happen. He points to the Japanese and Section B fans in attendance as they show their feelings and boo him unmercifully. In response, Aries only smiles bigger as he opens his arms wide to embrace the hate. Aries Reed: Boo me all you want to because just to spite you all, I’ve thrived and I’ve become everything you never wanted me to be. A goddamn survivor, but I’ve become more than that...I’ve been become a goddamn REVO success. And as much as you want to hate me, I’ll continue to rise, I’ll continue to be the best that Exodus has to offer and the beauty of it is… ...you all created this. You all created the man known as Aries Reed. You booed him, you cursed him, you hated him...and now the Monster that you have all created will continue to wreak havoc all over Exodus while my Brother Darius destroys you all in REVO. Congrats assholes...you did it to yourselves. Drops the mic.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Mar 11, 2015 12:11:14 GMT -6
GPB FAREWELL DEMON SUZUKI & MINORU ASANO vs. THE GALACTIC PRETTY BOYS In their final RW appearance, former Tag Team Champions The Galactic Pretty Boys were paired up against one of their trainers in DEMON Suzuki...and his "good friend" Minoru Asano, our color commentator! The match started off with Shindo and Sugata inviting DEMON and Minoru to dance with them, which...didn't impress DEMON. This was well received by Minoru, who proceeded to do the world's greatest robot, to the applause of the crowd! There was a lot of dancing, including bringing back the old Gangnam Style dance, which Minoru did delightfully to the crowd's cheers...and Suzuki's disdain! Finally, after some dancing, some forced pop and locking by DEMON thanks to some grabbing by the GPB, and a worm from Minoru, the match finally began! Minoru spent the bulk of the match in the ring, showing off his legendary technical skills that were also passed on to the former Tag champs, only for Minoru to cheer him on! And them on! And sometimes, cheering the crowd on for their awesome chants like "LET'S GO DE-MON!" and "NEEDS MORE SA-KE!"! Indeed, the match was a most interesting one, especially as DEMON continued to get saltier and saltier about things. Finally, after some heavy tag team work from the GPB, DEMON managed to hit a huge chop that sent Sugata reeling and allowed him to tag in Minoru! Minoru came in and looked like he was about to be a house of fire...but he stopped and left the ring, going to the commentary booth to bring in a bottle of booze! Insisting they all celebrate instead of leaving one another disappointed, DEMON relents and so do their opponents, drinking all together as the group celebrates a fine match and a fine way to leave the company...ONLY FOR DEMON TO SMASH THE BOTTLE OVER MINORU'S HEAD! The Galactic Pretty Boys hit the Shining On You! and DEMON laughed the entire time as they celebrated a hard earned victory! WINNER: THE GALACTIC PRETTY BOYS
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Mar 11, 2015 12:11:26 GMT -6
TRAINERS VS. STUDENTS: JACKIE FOWLER vs. WULF ERIKSSEN The crowd are in anticipation for the next matchup, two competitors both known as violent brawlers going head to head. Wulf made his entrance first, receiving a huge ovation from the sold out audience. He seemed confident yet composed, looking impressed at the reaction from a crowd who have followed him the majority of his career. His opponent, though much less well known, received a mostly positive reaction due partly to his recent shenanigans in Four Islands, and partly for coming out through the crowd to his theme “The Way We’re Made” whilst carrying an English flag. It was a pumped up entrance, and harked back to his days as one of the more infamous EXODUS fans from #SectionB, causing a lot of trouble for the security on hand as fans tried to reach out to him. After Jackie (eventually) got to the ring, it was all business. Surprising many, Jackie offered his hand in a sign of sportsmanship, with Wulf gladly accepted. There were no tricks or insults, and the fans applauded this politely. The pleasantries ended there, however, as both immediately charged in as soon as the bell rang, lefts and rights flying everywhere to the roar of the crowd. Wulf seemed to be getting the advantage, transitioning to brutal headbutts, but after a few Jackie started to dodge and weave out of the way. Having obviously doing his homework (which he probably never did in school) Fowler avoided striking the solid head of Wulf and concentrated on sharp body shots, winding the veteran whilst keeping his distance. He continued this assault, dancing around the veteran like he was Muhammad Ali, obviously frustrating Beowulf. Eventually it turned on the rookie, after he made a charge and was flattened with a stiff spinning spinebuster. Wulf dominated for a while, handstand leg drops and soccer style kicks whilst Jackie was down, a combination of snap suplexes, shinbreakers and headbutts to knock him to the mat when he got back up. Jackie turned the momentum eventually, rolling out of the way of a corner splash followed by hitting one of his own. After a few more boxing hooks to the ribs, he twisted the arm, the crowd applauding as he walked the top rope before hitting a fierce clothesline. Jackie was all fired up now, charging the staggered Wulf and sending them both over the top with a Cactus clothesline. Things began to grow out of hand (as expected) on the outside, the pair hurling themselves into the barricades, steps and ring post. Neither were backing off from each other and both gave as good as they got, breaking the referee’s ten count by occasionally rolling into the ring. It seemed to be all over once Wulf hit a Beowulf Suplex on Fowler that smashed him THROUGH the barricade, but somehow Fowler managed to get back into the ring on a count of eight. Wulf looked almost impressed, but called for the end. He lifted Jackie up for the Beowulf Bomb, but Jackie held on, landing several sharp blows to the head that felled Erikssen, and the pair tumbled into the referee. Jackie rolled out; as Beowulf approached he caved his face in with the Glock 17. Beowulf staggered backwards, only to be pulled in with the Lancaster Bomber! Fowler made the cover and the crowd screamed out the three count! But it was only the crowd chanting, as the referee was floored. Fowler screamed out an expletive that even we in (R)Evolution can’t even broadcast, and went to try and revive the referee, as Beowulf was clearly knocked out. It was at this point that a war painted figure dived out from under the ring, sliding in behind Fowler and nailing him. The figure, Ramsay Bodoch, slammed him down to the mat with the Ghost Driver, gaining a measure of revenge from the punch he received a few weeks ago. The Ghost laughed manically before rolling out of the ring and exiting to the boos of the crowd, but not before dragging the prone Beowulf over the fallen Bowland Brawler. It was at this point the referee awoke to make the count, but only got a TWO as Fowler unbelievably kicked out. Bodoch was incensed, rolling back in the ring to finish the job, but Beowulf was alert enough by then to grab the insane Scot and hurl him over the top rope. The Ghost made a sharp exit after that. Beowulf received a round of applause from the crowd, not only for that action, but allowing Fowler the time to recover, showing a true measure of sportsmanship. He helped the young Lancashire lad up by the hand so they could start from scratch, only for The Lad to flip the bird, shout “Suck Me Dick” then poke Beowulf in the eye. Wulf was staggered, giving Fowler an opportunity to go for his curb stomp, the Bowland Black Out! Wulf managed to get out of the way, diving in for a Falcon Punch, which Fowler avoided Matrix Style! Fowler grabbed the arm, going for the Lancaster Bomber once more, but Wulf ducked it before hooking Jackie up and finally nailing the Beowulf Bomb. The ref made the count, and that was it! Rather than immediately celebrate, Wulf waited on the mat by Jackie’s side, nodding his head in appreciation for the tough fight he was given. He helped Fowler up, who accepted it this time, patting the rookie on the back and raising his arm. Jackie responded by doing the same, and the pair exited the ring together to the applause of those in attendance. WINNER: WULF ERIKSSEN
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Mar 11, 2015 12:11:43 GMT -6
TRAINERS VS. STUDENTS: CALEB STORM vs. X Caleb Storm was out to the ring first, and instead of being an absolute ball of energy, he remained stoic in the ring as he waited for his opponent, handpicked by Jonathan Collins. Hoping he would indeed get the man himself, fans everywhere were surprised when "The Happy Song" by Poets of the Fall came out, bringing out "The Perfect Evil" Eve! Caleb seemed genuinely surprised at what was happening, but he went with it, waiting to see how it would pan out. The match started out, each of the two seemed to be prepared to feel one another out for a bit, give the other a chance to see what the other had in store for them. Both Eve and Caleb had a lot of strong chances in the early going, and Caleb showed flashes of brilliance to remind people why he came in with a lot of promise in the early days of the class. Caleb reversed a huge flapjack attempt by leapfrogging over Eve and hitting the ropes, springing off with his Chain Lightning reversal! Caleb tried to do his best to keep the momentum going, knowing how important it was for a big victory, but he couldn't sustain the momentum. A missed moonsault had Caleb land on his feet, leading for him to reach for Eve to attempt to hit the Halo Smasher, but instead, she caught him and landed the Static Lullabye, only getting a two! Eve looked to try to lock on the Black Dreams, but his knowledge of an offense not too unlike his own helped Caleb as he was able to squeeze out of it, nailing Eve with a superkick before catching her with a Thunderbolt! Caleb then went to try for the Moment of Impact, but Eve got up and quickly caught Caleb on her shoulders, landing an amazing Ocean Cyclone Suplex off of the second turnbuckle! The move took a lot out of Eve, getting only a two count with her stalling on the pin! She and Caleb slowly started getting back to their knees, trading blows as the two began to get to their feet! Caleb quickly was whipped to the ropes, but he jumped to the second rope and tried for an Asai moonsault, but Eve ducked, leaving him to land behind her! He quickly grabbed the arm and went for the Halo Smasher, but as soon as he yanked her in, Eve shocked everyone by landing the Adverse Effects out of nowhere for the 3 count at 18:25! Post match, Caleb sat in the middle of the ring, stunned, shocked, and the crowd responded with polite applause, leaving him to shake his head and walk away disappointed toward the back. WINNER: EVE Once again, it seems like the feed for the show has been hacked into, but given the fact it's FS1 doing it now, it's probably more than likely just an effect...especially considering this is someone people want to see more than Zack Lifer. Standing somewhere behind a chain link fence, holding the thin wire of it through his hands is the one and only Son of Disaster himself, Carey Dean. Carey Dean: You know, they've had a lot of fierce rivalries in (R)Evolution Wrestling during the first year. Sydney Christensen and Brando Martial. Rush Hour and The Galactic Pretty Boys. GRENDEL and hygeine. Aries Reed and good taste. All these wars have played out in front of you over the past year, but one has taken up the bulk of the year and it's one that I can't get out of my head. Myself and the Sisters of Sin. For the better part of the past few months, it's been me against the Sisters of Sin. In fact, I've been in the ring with them almost exclusively. I haven't had a chance to face off against the GOTHRAs or the Sydneys or the REVOLUTIONs. Nope, just me, my crowbar, and either Jaina Frost, Celeste Mallory, or Cassidy Carter. And in two weeks, I get to put that behind me once and for all. Carey starts to rattle the face, clutching it in his hands a little tighter. Carey Dean: Since July, all my time has been focused on taking on these three broads, and I'm starting to get a little tired of it. Thankfully...a light at the end of the tunnel. I crunched Celeste Mallory, and despite her threats, she's not coming back. She's not going to take her chances against me again. Jaina? Well, let's see if Heavy D leaves anything left after his World Title match against her. Cassidy? Well, let's be honest...this one is personal. See, it's a little known fact I reached out to you before Rachel Foxx stir fried your brain. And it's been personal for me ever since you put her in the hospital. Now I know over the past few weeks, my life has changed. Cailey and I ain't exactly what you'd call 'together' anymore, so needless to say, you'd think I'd just give it up....but that's not happening. See, now it's not just a matter of doing this to avenge my dame. All my life, people called me a quitter. They said I could never see something through to the bitter end. They kept saying I'd fold, that I'd collapse. And it would be real simple to do that when I got nothing but my own pride on the line and a shot at a belt that don't mean much to me once Daniel Lanning wins that trinket. So why show up? Why come into a cage match and risk my life and fight for a chance to be number one contender? Carey slowly starts to smirk as he starts rattling the fence again, this time a little more violently. Carey Dean: BECAUSE THIS ONE IS FOR ME! YOU HAVE PUT ME THROUGH HELL, CASSIDY! EVERY DAY FOR THE PAST SEVERAL MONTHS, I HAVE LIVED IN A WAKING NIGHTMARE BECAUSE OF YOU! I WATCHED MY FRIENDS GET HURT! I WATCHED SOMEONE I LOVED GET HURT! AND I FOUGHT SO GODDAMN HARD, I ALMOST LOST EVERYTHING! EVERYTHING!He stops shaking the fence as he takes a deep breath, calming. Carey Dean: But I didn't lose me. I didn't lose who I am. I didn't lose my pride. Now I ain't exactly the sterling example of a great man, but I've tried real hard to be a goddamn good person, Cassidy. I've tried real hard to be somebody people who care about me can be proud of. And maybe I ain't good at that either, but I'm trying. And I'm gonna make 'em proud of me and make 'em realize I ain't a failure in two weeks when we get into that cage. See, that cage is the great equalizer. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. You won't have a place to go except that ring, and I plan on making sure you don't leave that place either unless you've lost as much as I have. See, I came into this world with nothing. What this has taken from me, I can live without. I can live without someone lovin' me, 'cause I've been there. I can live without championship gold, 'cause I ain't the kind that needs it. The only thing you can take from me is my pride, and there ain't a damn person that's lived long enough to survive that attempt. So you can keep trying, but I'm telling you now that you're going to end up disappointed. Now some people would tell you to look into their heart for what they're all about, but my heart ain't exactly what I'm known for. I'm not what you'd call a compassionate human being. So if you wanna look into something right now, look right into my eyes. I ain't lyin', I ain't hidin'. In two weeks, it's gonna be you and me in a cage, and I am not leaving that ring until I've taken back the life you and your sisters have tried to take from me. I ain't leavin' that ring until you've bled like I have. I ain't leavin' until your debt to me is paid, and do you know what's worse for you? I don't have her. I don't have Cailey. Cailey was your one shot of leaving that cage walking. She was that one thing that was gonna help me draw a line between going completely savage on you or showing a little bit of the mercy you don't have. Now she ain't here. And you ain't surviving. Two weeks, Cassidy. Take the next two weeks and get right with Jesus. Take the fourteen days and tie up all the loose ends, put your affairs in order, and make sure you watered your plants and turned your oven off...'cause when I'm through with you, you're gonna bleed, Cassidy. And just like that, I'll be done with you and it'll be done for nobody else but me. And when you're sippin' your food through a bendy straw, don't blame your sister for what happened. She's the only one that could've saved your ass. So take fourteen days to get right with the fact that you can expect...to get wrecked. Fade to static.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Mar 11, 2015 12:11:56 GMT -6
TRAINERS VS. STUDENTS: DUKE TOGO RETIREMENT MATCH DUKE TOGO vs. PAPA ARINO Emotions were high for this match before it even started, with people cheering on (R)Evolution Wrestling first classer Duke Togo for his retirement match as soon as he step foot on the ramp, his mentor, and opponent, Papa Arino by his side. The match itself was a technical masterpiece, the skilled Arino allowing Togo to show his skills admirably, all the while avoiding damaging the young lion’s injured neck. His full range of moves came on display, the Sunset, the Slide to Home, the Extinction Agenda, all showing the versatility the young man had at his command. Ultimately, his nagging injury ended up his downfall, and as Papa noticed it was beginning to trouble the young man, he ended the contest, tackling the young man to the mat, avoiding making his neck take an impact, and forcing him to tap out with a perfectly executed Indian Deathlock. After the tap, Papa helped Duke to his feet, holding him aloft as the crowd gave him a standing ovation, with the Japanese crowd shouting many congratulatory phrase on the young man from their homeland, as Duke wiped a sad tear from the corner of his eye. WINNER: PAPA ARINO
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Mar 11, 2015 12:12:05 GMT -6
TRIPLE MAIN EVENT I - FIPW PICK YOUR POISON DANIEL LANNING & KINTARO HIGASHIKATA vs. CAM DAVIS & JAINA FROST Minoru Asano: Hello friends, it's time for us to start our many main events! Pond: Wow, you're actually here. I wasn't expecting you to be back after the whole bottle to the head thing. Minoru Asano: My head is very strong! Pond: ….you're still bleeding. Minoru Asano: So it is! That is a good look for me, let's drink to that! Pond: For fu- Minoru Asano: AH AH AH! We're on network TV now, you can't say that! Pond: ...the realization that I can't swear on air anymore is a heavy and depressing one. Minoru Asano: Not as heavy as this match is gonna be! We're working with FIPW! They let us use their roster for a Pick Your Poison! Daniel Lanning the challenger chose Kintaro Higashikata, the Golden Hero! Jaina Frost the champion chose Cam Davis, the Gaijin Gojira! NOW THEY'RE GONNA FIGHT! Pond: ...what he said. Take it away, Zinkus. Pond: And we seem to be starting off with Lanning and Davis. Minoru Asano: This is smart on both the challenger and champion's parts, don't you know! Pond: Is it. Minoru Asano: Sure! Jaina doesn't want to fight Lanning yet, saving her energy, while Lanning shows he's ready for any challenge! Pond: ...fair enough. A good point, Minoru. Minoru Asano: Let's drink to that! Pond: YOU HAVE HAD ENOUGH. Minoru Asano: ...are you Satan? Pond: Probably. Oh look, a match is starting. Daniel Lanning and Cam Davis move towards the center of the ring, and Lanning shoots in for a tie-up, but Davis steps away, firing in with a hard punch to the midsection. Davis grabs an arm and wrenches it, pulling Lanning in close for an elbow to the side of the head. Davis moves Lanning into a headlock, but Lanning pulls him over, taking Davis to the mat with a back suplex. Lanning waits for Davis to rise, shooting in with a running forearm. Davis slumps back against the ropes, and Lanning fires off a hard chop, following up with a second hard chop across the chest. He pulls Davis in close, and takes him over with a big Samoan Drop. Dick Morosi: Daniel Lanning catches Davis with a hard slam to the mat. Lanning pulls Davis roughly to his feet, and knocks him sideways with a hard right hand. He follows up with a hard knee to the midsection, and pulls him up onto his shoulder, dropping Davis with a hard powerslam. Lanning follows up with a right hand to Davis, then pulls him off the ropes, dropping him with a Russian Legsweep. Davis is back on his feet, surprising Lanning with a hard shoulder block. Lanning staggers and Davis is quick to move in, catching Lanning with a hard right elbow, before taking him to the mat with a Russian Legsweep of his own. Seth Ericson: Cam Davis is crafty himself. He caught Daniel Lanning completely unaware. Davis tags Frost into the match, and the two move to the rising Lanning, catching him with a double back elbow. Lanning staggers, and Frost steps in herself firing off a hard chop across the chest. Frost shoots behind Lanning, taking him over with a German suplex, holding on to the bridge for the pin. 1... 2... kickout! Seth Ericson: Jaina Frost looking to pull out the victory early. Frost and Lanning are back on their feet, and Frost pulls Lanning in close, taking him over with an arm drag. Lanning is back on his feet immediately, and he catches Frost with an arm drag of his own, holding on to her arm with an armbar. Lanning lets Frost back to her feet, while holding on to an arm wrench. He drags Frost to the corner, and tags in Higashikata, who steps through the ropes and drives a hard elbow into the shoulder of Frost. Higashikata pulls Frost in close and takes her over with a belly-to-belly suplex. Higashikata quickly covers Frost. 1... 2... kickout! Dick Morosi: A nice attempt by Higashikata, but not enough to put Jaina Frost away. Both Higashikata and Frost are back on their feet, and Higashikata moves in close, taking Frost to the mat with a neckbreaker. Higashikata is back on his feet quickly, and looks to pull Frost to her feet, but she catches Higashikata with an elbow to the midsection. Frost bounces off the ropes, and catches Higashikata with a diving clothesline. Frost is back to her feet, and she waits for Higashikata to rise. She catches him with a couple quick kicks to the leg, before pushing him back with a couple hard rights. Frost fights Higashikata up into a corner, firing away with knees to the midsection. She pulls Higashikata out of the corner, drilling him with a couple quick knees to the head, before spiking him with a DDT. Frost quickly moves to her corner, tagging Davis into the match. Dick Morosi: The Champion are looking to put these two away. Davis and Frost pulls Higashikata to his feet, and pull him in close with a Double DDT. Davis makes the cover, as Frost charges Lanning, knocking him to the floor. 1... 2... kickout! Davis pulls Higashikata roughly to his feet, as Frost steps through the ropes to the floor, firing away with right hands at Lanning. Lanning fires back with some right hands of his own, as Davis sets Higashikata up for the Loose Belly-to-Belly suplex, but Higashikata cuts him off with a hard headbutt to the jaw. Davis staggers, and Higashikata fires in, taking him quickly to the mat with a snap suplex. Higashikata is back on his feet, and he waits for Davis to rise, setting him up for the Orange Crush! Dick Morosi: Here's trouble! Higashikata goes for the cover but Frost is there for the save, driving a front dropkick to the face. But its Daniel Lanning who slides back into the ring, grabbing Frost and turning her around and tosses her out of the ring. Cam Davis is slowly coming to his senses as Lanning is waiting... Dick Morosi: TASKMASTER! ...Cam drops like a rock in water as Higashikata slowly crawls over Davis' body as the referee counts! 1... 2... 3! From outside of the ring, Jaina goes to the time keeper, grabbing the REVO World Championship title and holding it in the air as Lanning only points to the REVO Champion who only smiles wickedly. WINNER: DANIEL LANNING & KINTARO HIGASHIKATA
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Mar 11, 2015 12:12:23 GMT -6
TRIPLE MAIN EVENT II - TRAINERS vS. STUDENTS ANGELA JAMESON vs. VENUS Pond: Now it's time for the second of our triple main events! These two have been at one another's throats for several months, and now it's time to put things in order between them! Minoru Asano: I'm going to work with my amazing brother in law, Nicholas?! Pond: ...no. It's actually Venus and Angela Jameson, and it's next! The lights in the arena dim as the Imagine Dragons remix of "Rumble and Sway" by Jamie N Commons starts... One look, twice sold, three, four oh the way she looks at me Held up, let down, she sings me silent melodies Hair whipped, tight lipped, I’ve been calling out for you Cold sweat, once met, can’t stand the way she looks at me
Don’t you tell me no truths, I want all of your lies Don’t you tell me no truths, just all of your lies Don’t you tell me no truths, I want all of your lies I’m wailing, so give me all of your lies Give me all of your lies Give me all of your lies Give me all of your lies... And as soon as the chorus ends...the lights start flashing around the entrance way, and the red carpet has been rolled out for the arrival of "The Magnificent" Venus! Strutting out with shades over her face and a designer jacket covering her upper body, she's accompanied by Scott Carlile, who happens to be on his cell phone, yelling for people to do their job when it comes to accommodating the young woman. Without hesitation, she brushes past her manager and struts down the aisle with a sway in her hips as she smirks, ignoring everyone else around her, all before making it to the ring. One look, twice bold, three, four, I’m on my knees for her Held up, let down, she sings me perfect harmonies She fakes heart breaks, I'd take just a part of you Those eyes, sweet lies, I’ve been drowning out for you... Without hesitation, she steps into the ring and takes her time, showing off a little for the men in the crowd before stepping in and instantly taking a spot on the top turnbuckle in her corner, taking a deep breath and stretching her legs out along the ropes as she waits patiently for the match to begin. Pond: Venus has been nothing short of impressive, and considering that this match may just be her one way ticket to the main roster, you know she's going to settle for nothing less than a victory. Minoru Asano: We shall hope for her success, friend! Why toast to someone failing? Pond: She's going to have a hard time, and you know THIS person's going to be the reason for it. The fans in the arena are eagerly anticipating the next thing to happen when all of a sudden, the lights are cut off sharply, causing the fans to murmur among them as to what is happening. As they continue to wonder, a solitary guitar riff echoes throughout the arena, furthering the confusion of those in attendance. As the riff keeps playing, the clash of a bass guitar and the beat of drums chime in, and red spotlights begin to pulsate in perfect sync with the beat of the music. While this is going on, the eerie voice of Tom Araya breaks through, reaching the audience. "An unforeseen future nestled somewhere in time. Unsuspecting victims, no warnings, no signs. Judgment day the second coming arrives. Before you see the light you must DIE!!!" As soon as the final word is uttered, the loud crash of the drums and guitar signal a brilliant white light to take over the arena, truly kicking off “South of Heaven” by Slayer. Once the light fades out, it has been replaced by blood red lights. Spotlights frame the aisle and begin to pulse with the music. A few seconds pass and out from behind the curtains emerges ‘The Fallen Angel’ Angela Jameson. She steps out onto the stage, clad in her purple and black entrance robe, the hood coming down to just below her eyebrows. Her crystal blue eyes show little emotion as she stands there, surveying the scene for a moment before moving slowly down the aisle, the fans showering her with a loud chorus of cheers. Her arms remain at her sides as her laser-like gaze remains focused on the ring as she climbs the steps slowly. She stands on the apron, with her back resting slightly on the ropes and glances to her right and left before reaching up with her right hand and yanking back the hood. As soon as she yanks the hood back, the lights slowly return to normal. Angela then steps through the bottom and middle ropes. Standing up tall in the ring, she quickly undoes her robe and hands it to the stagehand before slowly pacing around the ring as her music starts to fade out. Pond: She is the living legend herself! She is the (R)Evolution Dojo's head trainer, and after all the words and the sniping, Angela Jameson is here to humble Venus once and for all! Minoru Asano: I don't think Angela's going to have to wait for Venus though, friend! Venus has charged in, the bell ringing right as she gets to Angela, starting to hammer her with fists as Angela tries to do the smart thing and put her arms up for defense. Venus continues to hammer and kick at Jameson as she falls to the mat, sitting in the corner, before Venus is forcibly moved back by the referee before she charges in and gives her a massive face wash kick as Venus then steps back and pulls her out of the corner before lifting her for a northern lights suplex and goes for the quick pin with a bridge! One... Two.... KICKOUT! Venus looks enraged she didn't get the three, and she yanks up Angela, whipping her to a corner before she stops and poses for the corwd, grinning as she quickly blows the fans a kiss and strikes a pose before charging in with a huge clothesline. Angela struggles to get away, but Venus strings her along the ropes before reaching and locking her in a rope hung crab, aka the Venus Fly Trap! The referee begins to count, and Venus breaks the hold at four, all before she waits for Angela to hit the mat before she springboards over and hits a double stomp, all before she slides into her respective corner to get a powder from her manager! Pond: Venus is getting a little arrogant here! Minoru Asano: She is doing what most models do, friend! She is getting freshened up before her next session! Venus gets up and slowly seems to be stalking Angela, only to grab her into a cobra clutch legsweep. Holding onto it, she tries to wrap herself around Angela before she rolls Jameson onto her stomach and wrenching back, turning it into a cobra clutch/camel clutch combination! Angela screams as Venus continues to pull back, screaming at Angela to tap as Angela tries to pull toward the ropes, only for Venus to quickly transition the move into a STF. Angela continues to struggle but again gets to the ropes and Venus lets go at four, pulling her away from the ropes and towards the center of the ring as she tries to get Angela in position for the DeMilo Lock...but Angela kicks her away and Venus bounces to the ropes and comes back toward her only for Angela to duck under. Venus comes back on the next rebound, leaping up to hit a dropkick...BUT JAMESON CATCHES HER! SHE CATCHES VENUS AND BRINGS HER BACK TOWARD THE CENTER OF THE RING....AND WE'RE GOING SWINGING! A GIANT SWING! ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! TEN! ELEVEN! TWELVE! THIRTEEN! FOURTEEN! FIFTEEN! She lets Venus go and Venus tries to slowly get back to her feet before Angela spins her around and coldcocks her right in the face! Venus hits the mat like she was just shot point blank with a shotgun and starts screaming that her career is ruined! Angela quickly picks up Venus again and quickly puts her in position....WIDOW MAKER! Angela keeps the cradle in and hooks the leg... ONE! TWO! THREE! "South of Heaven" hits again, and the crowd erupts as Angela Jameson slams shut the rivalry with Venus! WINNER: ANGELA JAMESON
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Mar 11, 2015 12:12:42 GMT -6
TRIPLE MAIN EVENT III Heather Halliwell VS. NoVaK Halliwell and NoVaK stare across the ring at each other. NoVaK begins to creep forward slightly and stops in the middle of the ring. He beckons for Halliwell to join him and holds out his arms. Halliwell hesitates for a moment before stepping forward on light feet. She comes to within arms reach of NoVaK and begins to reach out her own arm. NoVaK attempts to grab her quickly, but Halliwell’s instincts are still sharp and she spins out of NoVaK’s grasp, pivoting gracefully on her toe. She switches feet and spins back around quickly, kicking NoVaK in the ribs. Halliwell switches feet again, attempting to get NoVaK on the left side, but he blocks it and responds in kind with a kick to Halliwell’s ribs. NoVaK attempts to strike the face, but Halliwell drops and rams her shoulder into the knees of NoVaK. He drops face first and Halliwell wastes no time applying a tight headlock. NoVaK flails his arms, attempting to knock Halliwell off balance. Halliwell changes tactics and goes for one of the flailing arms, wrenching it behind NoVak roughly. NoVaK attempts to slither away, getting to his knees. Halliwell follows, still wrenching the arm around. NoVaK attempts to power out, holding Halliwell out as far as he can and forcing her hands off of him. When this fails, he somersaults. This startles Halliwell but she doesn’t release the hold. He shifts his body and flips neatly back to his feet. Halliwell still doesn’t release the hold, but it’s much looser now. She clings to NoVaK’s arm desperately and attempts to kick him in his ribs again. She connects to the ribs and finally releases her hold on NoVaK. She backs him up with forearms before using her momentum to run back into the ropes and bounce into a perfect flip. But mid-flip, NoVaK’s boot connects to Halliwell’s spine. She crashes to the mat in pain, arching her back and crying out in pain. A queer smile crosses the face of NoVaK as he begins to plant boots up and down Halliwell’s back. Desperately, Halliwell clutches onto the bottom rope and pulls herself out of the ring. Before she’s able to catch her breath, NoVaK is back on the prowl. He gets a running start and with jaw-dropping agility, hops to the top rope and dives off of it, sending his entire body crashing down on Halliwell. There is an audible gasp from the crowd as NoVaK rolls away, attempting to collect himself. Halliwell is barely moving, breathing heavily staring up at the lights. NoVaK regains his footing and looks around, spotting Halliwell behind him. He grabs her by the hair and drags her roughly to her feet. He throws her into the ring, rolling in behind her. He crawls over to her quickly and hooks the leg for the cover. One… Two… NO! Halliwell gets the shoulder up before the ref’s hand comes down for three. There’s a cheer from the crowd as NoVaK just looks at Halliwell blankly. He gets to his feet and watches Halliwell. She slowly gets to her knees and NoVaK darts forward to chop her. This seems to spur Halliwell. She blocks the next chop coming and returns with one of her own. NoVaK grabs her arm and attempts to toss her into the corner, but Halliwell blocks and sling shots NoVaK into the opposite corner. She rushes forward to capitalize, NoVaK attempts to dodge, but Halliwell instinctively catches him momentarily on her shoulders and sends him down into the ropes, neck first. NoVaK bounces off them and as he clutches his throat in pain, Halliwell chops him quickly. She takes him out swiftly by the with a swift kick to the calves and follows this up by dropping her knees into his chest. She follows this up with a kick to the skull. NoVaK rolls away and attempts to get his feet. He reaches up to poke Halliwell in the eyes, but she grabs his hands and whips him into the ropes. This plan turns on her however, when NoVaK reverses into a tilt-a-whirl, which he backs up quickly by scooping up Halliwell and holding her high in a stalling vertical suplex. It seems like an eternity before her drops her to the mat. He covers his mouth indicating his boredom as he goes for the cover. One… Two… NO! Halliwell manages to stay alive, much to the irritation of NoVaK. He looks a little less patient as the veteran kicks out once again. He gets to his feet, dragging Halliwell up with him. He attempts to lift her up for another power move, but Halliwell is able to wiggle out by sliding over the shoulder of NoVaK. She kicks him hard in the spine, again and again and again until he’s down to his hands and knees. Like a hawk on its prey, Halliwell switches her last kick up with a rather hard boot to the skull before dropping and trapping NoVaK in a crossface. He screams and writhes in agony, attempting desperately to escape. Halliwell keeps the move locked in for as long as she can, but NoVaK is able to wriggle his way to the bottom rope. She hangs on as long until the count of four before releasing him. NoVaK is breathing heavily and attempts to crawl away, but Halliwell is quick to strike. As NoVaK gets to his feet, Halliwell comes in and traps NoVaK into the Whistlin’ Dixie! NoVaK, flustered by suddenly being trapped in the finisher, flails around desperately. Halliwell locks in the move as tightly as possible, screaming savagely. NoVak flails begin to fade and Halliwell continues to screech. The ref lifts up NoVaK’s arm once… twice… NO, NoVaK keeps his arm lifted on the count of three. Halliwell releases the hold and rolls away. Quick as lightening, she’s on her feet. NoVaK, attempting to get to his feet, turns in time to duck a kick to the face from Halliwell! Using the momentum from the missed move, Halliwell twirls gracefully and delivers a swift roundhouse kick to the skull of NoVaK! He drops like a ton of bricks and Halliwell is quick to climb the top rope! She signals for her finisher, the Yellow Rose! She executes it to perfection and hooks the leg. One… Two… Three! Halliwell jumps victoriously to her feet, her face expressing her shock. She looks overjoyed as the crowd goes nuts over the Pretty Lil’ Texan stealing a win over the oddball known as NoVaK. Halliwell stands over NoVaK’s body a moment, whispering something to him that’s making her grin. NoVaK appears to be listening intently for a moment. But his lips curl into a sneer and he turns himself away from Halliwell towards the ropes. Halliwell turns away to continue her celebrating… But NoVaK springs to his feet and nails Halliwell with a kick to the temple. She crumbles like a rag doll, but NoVaK catches her as she falls. He hoists her up and with a sneer, drops her with And So The Sun Dies. A horrified silence falls over the crowd as NoVaK begins to lift her again. But there’s a slight commotion as the girl named Dave comes rushing forward from the crowd. Dressed in a baggy hoodie, she jumps the guard rail and gets into the ring. She and NoVaK exchange a look before she turns her eyes to Halliwell. NoVaK picks Halliwell up easily and turns her to face Dave. Halliwell looks up and seeing Dave before her, begins to plead to her personal assistant for help. She attempts to reach out, but NoVaK has her firmly by the arms. Dave just stares at Halliwell, tipping her head slightly. She reaches out and runs a hand through Halliwell’s hair and down her cheek tenderly. Halliwell looks up at her desperately… But as she goes to say Dave’s name, DaVeAk comes full circle as she spits yellow mist into the face of Halliwell! Halliwell’s scream is cut short as the paralysis hits and she drops once more to the mat, unable to move. NoVaK and DaVeAk look down on her, particularly fascinated by the look of heartbreak on the face of the Texan. They look back up at each other and decide to leave the ring then. They climb out and walk back up the ramp together as medics come out with a stretcher. WINNER: Heather Halliwell
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Mar 11, 2015 12:12:59 GMT -6
Just like last show, when it seems the show has ended and gone to black, the screen suddenly glitches out. The screen then shifts to the featureless room that Shinji Oshima sits in. This time he is joined by an empty glass and an opened bottle of champagne. He smiles to the camera.
Shinji Oshima: Congratulations, (R)Evolution. You've managed to reach your first year anniversary. Be proud of that! It's all too common in wrestling for places to fold long before that milestone, so this is an accomplishment you should all be proud of. You have all fought hard to prove yourselves. And tonight was your reward. A real television station to showcase yourselves on! A larger audience to show yourselves off to, to build a fanbase, to build your cases for why you should be known as the future of wrestling! Tonight was your first chance to show that and you all shined!
Shinji Oshima: So then. I propose some toasts. To celebrate.
He grabs the bottle and the glass, filling the glass and setting the bottle back down.
Shinji Oshima: First, a toast to all you've accomplished over this first year. A toast to the anniversary and all it means. Cheers.
He quickly downs the drink before setting to refilling it.
Shinji Oshima: Next, a toast to the coming year, and all you could achieve during it. This is the year where history will be made. Cheers.
He quickly downs this one as well before refilling the glass again. He sets the bottle down and holds the glass up.
Shinji Oshima: And this one? A preemptive toast. A memorial. To all that you will lose over the next year.
He smiles.
Shinji Oshima: Cheers.
The feed cuts.
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