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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 7, 2015 1:13:13 GMT -6
Pond: Hello everyone and welcome to the 35th edition of (R)Evolution Wrestling! Minoru Asano: Sounds like it’s time for 35 celebratory shots! Pond: On the one hand that’s a terrible idea, on the other hand after Welcome Oblivion… The Big L: The Big L does not wish to think about that right now. What he does wanna think about, is this card. What a card. We have the return of Jason Anderson Protivnik, we have Evelyn Kuller taking on Explosivo, we have the Imperium taking on the number 1 contenders KON-BAT, we’ve got Issac Solo wrestling a War Machine, the RW tag champs in action against the Naked Guns, the second match in the best 2 out of 3 series between Sydney Christensen and Elizabeth Lannister, and in our main event the Orange County title is on the line, Caleb Storm taking on Gunnar Stahl! Pond: Big night, big night, let’s get it started right...ish. Anwar Saad’s seemed like a different man since R to the Core 2. Angrier. More focused. Quieter. Minoru Asano: That’s the scary one to be honest. Pond: It is. And tonight he takes on one half of VIOLENCE, who still isn’t dead after what RubyWay did to them. The Big L: ...did you just use their ship name? Pond: Look. Looook. I’ve maybe had a few shots. Let’s just get to the action, alright? ANWAR SAAD vs. HIDEKI KOJIMA On one side you have an extremely angry MMA fighter. On the other side you have a violent idiot with more glass shard-caused scars on his body than he has brain cells. It went well. Kojima charged straight at Saad and Saad responded. By punching Kojima straight on the nose as he came at him, knocking the violent lad down onto his back. Saad immediately mounted him and began to pound on his face, laying into the deathmatch aficionado to the point where the referee starts to step in. Saad waits until the last moment he has to keep hitting Kojima before grabbing him and locking in an arm triangle choke, the second half of the Pyramid Vise, where Kojima has no choice but to tap out. Saad rose to his feet as his entourage came to check on him, Saad looking straight into the camera with a look of fury and determination. WINNER: ANWAR SAAD Pond: Well damn. Minoru Asano: So impressive I'll drink to it! The Big L: The Big L may not be a fan of his attitude or views, but he can respect what he can do in the ring. Saad's going places, whether you want it or not. We'll be right back.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 7, 2015 1:13:49 GMT -6
Minoru Asano: It's time for life to take on a big guy! Pond: The infinitely positive and mysterious Ethan Anima meets Kylar Stark tonight. It's been a while since Kylar's even had a match, so I have to imagine he's chomping at the bit to get a win and start to reassert himself over RW. The Big L: But Anima has that mystery factor. It'll be interesting to see how this one plays out. Let's get down there and see. ETHAN ANIMA vs. KYLAR STARK On paper, this matchup was something of a mismatch. Ethan went in giving up about four inches in height and almost forty pounds in the weight department. But regardless, the mysterious newcomer went into this match looking to make an impact. Throughout the early stages of the match, it was the larger Stark who was establishing control, hammering Ethan with series of lefts and rights. With Ethan backed into the corner, Stark never let up the assault even after the referee tried to step in. That was the break that Ethan needed because once the referee finally got Stark to back off, Ethan launched himself at his opponent, making a somewhat solid left hook at Stark’s head. This was enough to daze the larger man, which allowed Ethan to run to the opposite side of the ring and then back at Stark with a well-placed Pele kick. With Stark down, Ethan dropped down and attempted a cover, which only resulted in a two count. Ethan looked around and shook his head slightly; almost sure he had the win. Stark slowly got to his feet and turned to glare at Ethan, clearly not happy with that near fall. The two would then go back and forth, trading move after move, both scoring only two counts on the other man. After several minutes of jockeying back and forth, there was a point where Stark had Ethan and looked like he was about ready to plant him on his head, but Ethan somehow managed to get himself out of that potentially sticky situation. Showing some amazing fast thinking, Ethan then put himself into position to successfully nail Stark with The Omega, thus finally securing the coveted three count and the victory. WINNER: ETHAN ANIMA Pond: It took a hard fight, but Ethan Anima gets a win over Kylar Stark! The Big L: That Omega move is something else, let me tell you. Minoru Asano: I'll drink to that! Pond: Of course you will. OK folks, next up, we have Hiro Muraya- The image suddenly breaks down to white noises, waving as if a tv set is retuning. In between the bands of static, there’s a dark haired woman, with olive skin, and blood red lips. She stares at the camera intently, before blowing a kiss to the screen. Suddenly, the interference passes, returning to the ring. Minoru Asano: BUT THAT’S A STORY FOR ANOTHER DAY! Pond: ...just go to commercial.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 7, 2015 1:13:56 GMT -6
Pond: Naiser King's in action! The Big L: Big L doesn't need to gush anymore about this kid, but he'll do so anyway. He's got the look, he's getting the skill, he's got the drive. Naiser King might be the most complete package you can find in (R)W at this moment. Minoru Asano: I like the part where he throws the guy around! The Big L: Big L loves that part too. Minoru Asano: Yaaaay, I'll drink to that! Let's get down there! HIRO MURAYAMA vs. NAISER KING Boy Murayama ragdolls well. Naiser indeed seemed to enjoy seeing just how hard he could throw the deathmatch junkie, and always had a grin as his stupid opponent would get to his feet for another. This display continued until Murayama took a King’s Ransom and did not get up, causing Naiser to pin him for the three count. Naiser seemed quite happy with the result while Murayama looked up at the birdies flying around his vision. WINNER: NAISER KING Pond: You think this is ever going to get us in trouble, the things we put these two guys who don't speak English through? Minoru Asano: No it's fine they love it! Pond: I noticed. It's...something. The Big L: This just shows what I was saying about Naiser. The power he has is unbelievable. He's going to be on top of the world one day, trust Big L on this. But for now, let's head backstage, to Tom Matheny and KON-BAT! Tom Matheny, backstage with both Hajime Kon, and the man all eyes are on, Kohei Obata, the tag team of KON-BAT... Tom Matheny: Gentlemen! Tonight you face off against The Imperium, and with all the chaos right now surrounding both (r)Evolution and EXODUS, with this seemingly unholy alliance with Jonathan Collins, Cthulhu Jones and Christum Furor, how will this affect your match? Kohei Obata: Matheny-san... truthfully, I do not know. I know on social media, the Imperium appear to be in disarray, and panicking. But, it is none of my nor Kon's concern. We are the #1 Contenders to the (r)Evolution Tag Team Titles, and tonight we will show why that is. Tom Matheny: And speaking of that, what WAS that move you pulled off at (R) To The Core?? Nobody's seen anything like it! Hajime Kon:: 確かに、それは何でしたか?私は、私たちのトレーニングセッションのすべてにその前に見たことがない知っています... Kohei Obata: Kon-san, Matheny-san... I am not one to keep secrets. The truth is... the truth is... I came up with it, on the fly. Yes, that's it. Hajime Kon: looks incredulous. Mathenry doesn't know any better. Kohei Obata: It was something I thought up in the heat of battle, and it worked. Nothing more. Hajime Kon:: 私は懐疑的です. Kohei Obata: Well, Hajime-kun. He pats Kon on the shoulder. Kohei Obata: That is your right. However we are a team, yes? Hajime Kon:: はい! KON-BATあり、我々はまだタッグチャンピオンになるため私達の方法にあります! Obata smirks, almost in relief, like he's gotten away with something... Hajime Kon:: だけど!小幡さん! Kon points his finger right into Obata's chest Hajime Kon:: あなたは二度と私に嘘をつく場合は、結果があるだろう! Kohei Obata: I... わかります。 Hajime Kon:: WE ARE DONE NOW! Hajime Kon:-BAT! The team walks away, as Matheny is left perplexed as always. Tom Matheny: Well... trouble in KON-BAT's paradise? We cut.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 7, 2015 1:14:22 GMT -6
Pond: Yay. Jackie's wrestling. Minoru Asano: Thankfully the Kill List does not target booze! That'd be a nightmare! The Big L: I have to wonder if this is punishment for some of Jackie's antics on Twitter. Craig might be dumb, but he hits like a barrel full of bricks. Pond: Oh I hope so. Let's see. CRAIG HAMMER HANNIGAN vs. JACKIE FOWLER As the bell goes, Hannigan comes charging in, but Jackie stops his opponent in his tracks by raising his hands to simply talk to the hulking giant. Probably for the first time in his life, Jackie is the intellectually superior, and begins to talk The Hammer out of the fight. In fact, he is so convincing in his argument he actually manages to convince the big man to lay down for him. Jackie laughs and goes for the pin, but only gets a two count as The Hammer realizes that he has been tricked at the last possible moment and powers out of the pinfall, sending Fowler flying over the top rope in the process to gasps from the crowd. Jackie is winded from his huge fall, with The Hammer following him out. Jackie keeps his distance, attempting to calm Hannigan down and talk his way out of trouble once more. This doesn’t work and the match turns into a game of cat and mouse, with The Hammer chasing The Ripper around the ring. Jackie slides back in, having to hop onto the top rope to avoid a Hannigan clothesline, following that up by literally sprinting across the ropes to avoid the angry powerhouse! Jackie does a full circle of the ring by running along the ropes, taking a death defying leap over the big man as flashbulbs go off. But then he is slammed. And the slams come thick and fast. Big slams. Bigger slams. Hard slams. Vicious slams. Unthinkable slams. Slammy slams. Islam Slams. Every slam you can think of and every other inbetween. Jackie is in an absolute world of hurt, clutching his lower back as he uses the ropes to pull himself back up every time. It gets to the point that he actually gets The Hammer to stop, before flopping face first to the mat. Then getting picked up. And slammed. There is a loud amount of booing from the audience as the familiar figures of Athena and Minerva appear once more at ringside. The Hammer is quite easily distracted by the pretty ladies, not noticing Minerva throw water over Jackie to revive him. Jackie screams something out about looking like he’s pissed himself, but uses the opportunity to give Hannigan a donkey punch! The blow to the head doesn’t seem to affect the big man as much, so Jackie switches to rib punchs, then to blows to the kidneys, then kicks to the leg which really do seem to slow the big man down. The Bastard slips out of a clumsy slam attempt and (somehow) manages a German suplex for a near fall. The move seemed to have taken a lot of both men, though Jackie keeps up the pressure by working the legs and doing some serious damage with the Four Card Trick. The Hammer manages to break the hold via the ropes, much to Fowler’s disgust. Fowler is then forced to duck and weave as the Hammer comes in swinging, but for every two blows he avoids, he gets knocked flying by another. Fowler stubbornly keeps getting back up, and on his final dodge manages to send himself flying at Hannigan with a smooth leg lariat that lays both of them out. As Craig is attempting to get up, however, Athena grabs hold of Hannigan and plants a kiss on his lips, startling the big fella! The ref was busy at the other side of the ring with Minerva threatening to throw a steel chair in. The Ripper uses this opportunity to pull the shocked Hammer in with his ripcord KO punch, the Lancaster Bomber, that knocks the big man backwards into the ropes. Fowler then finishes it all off with the #SMD for the pinfall. His music hits and he rolls out of the ring, purposely avoiding The Daughters once more as they look on with sickly sweet smiles upon their faces. Fowler simply flips them the bird, then the ref, then Hannigan, then everyone else as he exits via the crowd. WINNER: JACKIE FOWLER Pond: I think the appropriate term for this is "bollocks." The Big L: Big L agrees. Those twins appear to help Fowler out again. What's going on there? Pond: No idea! But I'll go ahead and assume it's bad. Minoru Asano: I'll drink to that! And while I do that, everyone else get reacquainted with someone we haven't seen on an RW screen in so long! The cameras return backstage at (R)Evolution Wrestling and the visage before them this time around is familiar, and yet something completely and utterly different about her demeanor and the way she’s been seen on camera in the past. While there are shoulder pads and a cape that contains the same colors, hue and pattern of familiar wings of days past complimenting her along with a humble white dress, a transparent hood resting itself upon her brunette locks and falling to her shoulders, gold sandals and her face fully seen to the world, no longer is she bound by chains of the past and the presentation of her as a rather...well...mythical creature, if you will. As the camera zooms in closer, they notice her face is painted in white, sans the two blue circles around each of her eyes and a black line running across the middle of the lower lip. She keeps her gaze elsewhere, before she finally speaks up… “Man proposes...GOTHRA disposes...that was how the saying went.” The face of the young woman lifted ever so slightly as she held her hand out for the very presence filming her to see, noticing something open in the palm of her hand. Curious enough, the cameraman moved over slightly to the right and saw the very thing held in the palm of the woman with enough awe to where he had to zoom in. A wristwatch. “Over the last few months, I have seen many things. I’ve both won and lost in many aspects of my life. My own little bizarre adventure took a swan dive for the worst and yet, a majority of the people here did not see fit to lift a finger to do for me what they would have done for anybody else. I don’t begrudge them for it. A few reached out, after all. What I didn’t share with the public was the fact I ended up with a concussion during a practice at the Dojo months ago, which kept me completely locked away from the squared circle no matter how much of a desire I had to return to this ring. Kept me away from being around in general, from being a person who has found some semblance of normality in this overly childish, almost fantasy-like world of professional wrestling. My clearance, in fact, did not come until one week before Revolution Roulette II...and Shozo Arino found out firsthand how much I’ve longed to return...how much I’ve longed to fight for those who stood by my side during this particular chapter of my life, whether quietly or loudly.” A wry smile appears on the face of the one who’s been known as “GOTHRA” all of this time. “While I was gone, I have seen many things. I have seen the company which houses us as its developmental brand deteriorate into a war of who has their priorities messed up the least. I have seen a (R)Evolution take shape and form in many ways. But as of recent? I have seen a distortion start to develop. A vendetta against many executed by few who, in turn, have shown their true colors. I have seen their Fates. I have seen their willingness to follow through with their bloody path to the point of no return. And I’m here to cut through that distortion before it grows like a disease and poisons this well. No longer will I be bound by this costume I once wore. My foot is already in the door of an industry that everyone who has ever met me said I would have no chance to ever make it in. I have paid my dues. Now, I will make sure that those who follow Fate so blindly pay the price for ever putting their hands on my brothers and my sisters. One by one, I am going to pick them apart. After all...I have all the time in the world.” The wry smile slowly disappeared from her face, her gaze breaking from the watch as she closed her hand into a fist and lifted her head. Her eyes finally glanced at the camera lens for the first time, brimming with a quiet bit of determination as she would drop the line that would be the first step in shedding this old identity behind and turning a new leaf within a company that once saw nothing more than just a lighthearted character under a monster’s costume… But as a famous author in Jim Butcher would put it: “Monsters make choices. Monsters shape the world. Monsters force us to become stronger, smarter, better. They sift the weak from the strong and provide a forge for the steeling of souls. Even as we curse monsters, we admire them. Seek to become them, in some ways.”“...Tonight, Ophelia Hildegard... Artemis of The Pantheon joins the hunt!” “There are far, far worse things to be than a monster.”We cut.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 7, 2015 1:14:50 GMT -6
Pond: Next up, perennial loser Kaiden Hawke takes on a man who has just culminated a weeks long feud with his own brother by suplexing him into oblivion. The Big L: The Big L thinks that this will go real well. Minoru Asano: DRINK! David Zinkus: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first… A blast of dissident sound hits the PA all at once, pounding into the eardrums of anyone who would listen. "Schema" by Circa Survive's rhythmic lyrics soon follow, the vocals piercing through the air. The anthem continues to croon, a haunting melody that causes the world to stop and stare at the man who slowly creeps his way onto the stage with a stone faced expression across his stoic features. A few pockets in the crowd let out a mighty roar of approval, cheering for the man making his way to the ring with such a cold disposition that it chilled the arena, an indifference impossible to describe. His name was hardly remembered, however, Kaiden Hawke's intangible presence speaks volumes to anyone watching, his neck clicking to the side, an inaudible crack leaving his joint. The walking vessel's eyes swing to and fro across the arena landscape, examining every sight and every sound he could absorb. A faint smirk crosses his face as he approaches the steps, the song still hungrily following him. Step by step, he climbs the steel steps, expression solid once again, and walks along the apron. Climbing into the ring with a business-like air to him, he keeps his attention towards his corner of the ring, wasting no time at all beginning to cling to the two perpendicular adjacent top ropes by his elbows, arching his back slightly to relax with a measure of patience adorn his face. The music begins to die down, just another day at the office, while Kaiden simply rests in his corner of the ring, eyes darting lazily back and forth between the referee and the stage to his right. David Zinkus: From Seattle, Washington, USA, and weighing in at 253lbs… KAIDEN HAAAAWWWWWWKKEEE! And now, introducing his opponent… “Ghost of the Navigator" by Iron Maiden blasts over the PA, as Brendan Samuels paces out from the back, ignoring the crowd as he marches on down the ramp. He rolls into the ring, remaining on one knee as he utters a prayer under his breath before looking skywards. Using the ropes to help him up, he finally stands, pulling on the ropes to test them before waiting for the match to begin. David Zinkus: Setting sail from Cobh, County Cork, Ireland, tipping the scales at 244lbs… BRENDAN SAAAAAMMMMMUELLSSSS! BRENDAN SAMUELS vs. KAIDEN HAWKE As the bell rang, the two combatants quickly locked up. Neither really gaining a weight advantage over the other, so it was down to Brendan’s ring experience to gain the advantage, managing to use Kaiden’s inexperience against him, managing to trip him to the mat, following with a quick series of stomps. Dragging him back up, Brendan quickly began to dominate, with a series of his trademark suplexes. Kaiden, however, quickly came back like a man possessed, breaking out of a German Suplex with a series of back elbows, before starting to work on Brendan’s arm with a series of rapid fire Armbreakers, before taking him over with an Overdrive for a 2 count! Frustrated at having been taken by surprise, the Irishman started under a new head of steam. The pair start exchanging move by move. Brendan’s Shoulderbreaker followed by Kaiden’s Backbreaker. Kaiden’s Running Neckbreaker builds no momentum due to being closely followed by Brendan’s Dragon Screw. Brendan’s Poseidon’s Trident misses, whilst Kaiden fails to get Brendan set up for his Spin-Out Powerbomb. An Immram Buster from Brendan connected, however. Brendan ran to the ropes, looking to get the slowly rising Kaiden with a Crooked Arm Lariat, only for Kaiden to dodge, and Brendan to crash into the referee! Whilst Brendan started to try and rouse the ref, Kaiden pounced, dragging Brendan down to the mat by his arm, and locking in the Lazarus Hook! Brendan stuggled as long as he could, before eventually tapping out! Kaiden released the hold, and quickly stood, holding an arm aloft to signature his first (R)Evolution win… before noticing that his name was neither being called, nor his music playing. Turning round, he saw the ref still out on the floor, only just starting to come around. Concerned, he tried to help rouse him. As the referee got to a knee, Kaiden stepped back… into the waiting arms of Brendan, who locked in a Crossface Chickenwing! Kaiden struggled, but it’s for nowt, as Brendan quickly hoisted him up and over, bringing him crashing to the mat with a Mac Lir! The referee groggily counted the three! David Zinkus: Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of this match… BRENDAN SAMUELS! Minoru Asano: DRINK! Pond: That was a close match, but Brendan’s experience won him that match. The Big L: If the Big L was Kaiden Hawke, I’d be thinking two things. One: Why the hell am I pasty ass tattooed white boy all of a sudden, and Two: I just got robbed. Now, I hear lil' Betsy got something for us backstage, so let's go. WINNER: BRENDAN SAMUELS The camera comes up on Betsy Grainger backstage, prowling the corridors for an interview. Suddenly, she spots someone. Betsy Granger: Hey! Hey, Rob… Explosivo! The camera pans to show the company’s resident luchador. Betsy Granger: So, Explosivo, you’re up against Evelyn Kuller. With all the problems with your family of late, how do you think your chances are tonight? Explosivo: Ay, hola Betsy! Ay, I think es… DIOS MIO! Explosivo stops, and just stares at someone just off camera. He starts running, the camera quickly turning to follow him, just in time to see a dark haired woman in a jet black two piece step out of sight. Explosivo stop at the corner… and just starts pounding the wall, crying in distress. The cameraman chases to catch up, looks around the corner… and sees nothing, just a deadend. Betsy finally catches up. Betsy Granger: Explosivo… Robbie… calm down. What’s wrong? He looks at the pair of them, as if noticing them for the first time. Explosivo: … Nada! Nothing, it’s… nada! Explosivo shakes his head, pushing past the camera and walking off up the corridor. Betsy Granger: What on Earth was that about? Anyway, back to ringside!
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 7, 2015 1:15:17 GMT -6
Pond: I think the fans will be very happy about this next match, as the man once known as Anderson Cobalt returns. Minoru Asano: After all the awful things he's been through, I'm ready to drink to his success! And new name! And new music! And because I wanna drink! The Big L: What I've seen from this kid before is really impressive. I want to see what the time away and the head injury's done to his in-ring work. Pond: Let's find out. THE FORMER ANDERSON COBALT RETURNS JASON ANDERSON PROTIVNIK vs. TAKERU YUUSOU With his first proper appearance since being taken out so long ago, the crowd was understandably fired up to see the return of Anderson Cobalt, now Jason Anderson Protivnik. But this was a different man, they could tell. As Takeru Yuusou would find out. They went for a lockup, and Anderson immediately lashed out with a boot into the gut of Yuusou, doubling him over. Protivnik then hooked his arms and threw him back with a suplex, before taking a run and baseball sliding into the prone Takeru’s head. This hard and fast offense characterized the early part of the match, as Anderson moved fast and hit hard to keep Takeru from using his speed. He managed to hit the Ceiling Cracker for a two, but the kickout allowed Yuusou to create some distance, coming up and hitting Anderson with a big dropkick. Things quickly seemed to turn in favor of the sushi chef, who began to build speed as he worked over Anderson, taking him down time and time again, even almost getting him with the California Roll. This seemed to give Takeru the confidence and momentum he needed to climb the top rope and fly off to hit the Wandering Blade! ...but Anderson moved at the last second, leaving Yuusou to land knee-first onto the mat! This stunned him long enough for Anderson to rush him, grabbing Yuusou and lifting him up before bringing him down with the Harbinger Driver for the victory! WINNER: JASON ANDERSON PROTIVNIK As the bell rung, Protivnik came to his feet, looking straight into the camera with a smile on his face. He briefly looked back at Yuusou, laying on the mat trying to regain himself, before looking back at the camera and speaking a single word. Jason Anderson Protivnik: Dysart. His intentions made even clearer, he quickly departed, leaving a cheering, if perhaps still uncertain crowd. Pond: Welp. Minoru Asano: Are you worried for your Imperium team mate, friend? Pond: Pfffffftttt, like Hell! Whatever happens to her, she asked for! The Big L: If the Big L were here, he'd be worried. There's something different about that boy, and it doesn't spell anything good for her. Pond: I'LL drink to that. And while I imbibe, you can watch a commercial for a car that has nothing to do with cars!
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 7, 2015 1:15:32 GMT -6
Pond: Now this is going to be very interesting. The technical style of Evelyn Kuller meets the lucha hyperactivity of Explosivo! The Big L: Big L is big on both of these wrestlers, and he can't wait to see them go at it. And, honestly, I'm pulling for Explosivo. With all the awful things going on around him, kid deserves something nice. Minoru Asano: If not, I'll offer him some rum after the match! If I don't drink it first! Let's see if I do, also let's watch the match! EVELYN KULLER vs. EXPLOSIVO Explosivo has had a very public bad time lately. His father has disappeared after an attack from the new faction formed by his extremely terrifying older brother, who proceeded to take the company over completely. What Explosivo needed now, was just a nice match where he could have some fun performing against someone who wasn’t trying to kill him or speak his full name to terrify him. And, quite fortunately, he got exactly that against Evelyn Kuller. The two shook hands as the bell rang, and immediately started to put on a show. Explosivo’s speed contrasted with Evelyn’s technical offense, and each one showed themselves to be very good at countering the other’s strength. Explosivo would dazzle for a bit with his speed, taking down Kuller time after time, only for Evelyn to suddenly take Explosivo down when he least expected it, and keep him there as she worked him over. And no matter who was in control, both of them were smiling, clearly enjoying facing the other. Evelyn managed a two count after a True North, while Explosivo almost got her with his Granada, though avoiding it did leave Evelyn literally backing herself into a corner, a position that Explosivo sought to take advantage of by running at her and getting ready to crossbody her in the corner. But Evelyn hops up and knees Explosivo in the face! With ‘splosivo now stunned, this let Evelyn get him down and in position under her arm, as she lifted him up to hit him with the Sheer Heart Attack...but it didn’t come to pass! As she lifted Explosivo up, she was shocked when suddenly his legs wrapped around her head, Explosivo pushing against her stomach with both hands to push himself up enough to get enough air and momentum to go down, taking Evelyn’s legs out and grabbing them as he flipped her onto her head under his weight, pinning her legs for the sudden 3 count! WINNER: EXPLOSIVO Pond: Wow! Explosivo pins Kuller! That is a surprise! The Big L: A bit of an upset, and the Big L loves it! After everything that's been happening to him, he's happy to see something good come to this kid! In the ring, Evelyn rises to her feet and faces Explosivo. The two quickly shake hands to the cheers of the crowd before Evelyn raises his arm for them to shower him with more cheers, Explosivo with a full grin on his face. The two share another handshake before Explosivo starts to depart, happily slapping the hands of friends and fans as he goes. As Explosivo heads on up the ramp, his music suddenly cuts out. He looks about, confused, turning back to the ring. As he does so, En La Nada by Agora starts to play through the PA system. Pond: What’s this…? Minoru Asano: I KNOW THIS MUSIC! IS… ROSA RODRÍGUEZ’S MUSIC! As Explosivo looks about himself, smoke suddenly fills the entranceway. He turns, almost scared to move. As it clears, it’s apparent the form of Rosa Rodríguez is stood there. She’s in her usual state of barely being dressed, and appears to be crying. Suddenly, smoke kicks off again, eliciting a shout from Explosivo, who sprints forward into it. As it clears once more, it’s apparent he’s alone, Rosa gone. Shouting, he runs into the backstage area, leaving the arena. Pond: Whaaaaat the fuc- Minoru Asano: LANGUAGE! Also, confusion! The Big L: Big L doesn’t know what just happened, but he sure is worried for that poor kid. Pond: Me too. And Evelyn too, she’s getting ready to leave the ring, I guess to follow Explosivo and see what the hell’s going o- As Evelyn reaches the ropes, the lights in the arena suddenly die. In the darkness chants begin to play over the speakers, music beginning to play behind the chants as some fans realize the song to be "Küsö Mesorogiwi" by Yousei Teikoku. The lights cut back on as the song continues to blare, and Evelyn is no longer alone in the ring. Behind here stand the two ghosts of HELL, Ikiryo and Calavera, Los Fantasmas! Evelyn sees them on the screen and her eyes widen, turning to prepare for a fight, but never gets the chance as Ikiryo takes a run at her, leaping and driving his knee into her face for his Shachihoko move! Evelyn falls to the mat, blood beginning to flow from her nose as she is clearly dazed. Calavera silently approaches her, grabbing the dazed Kuller and hooking both of her arms, lifting her up briefly before BRUTALLY driving her head into the mat with the Corazon Helado! The two ghosts stand over the out of it Evelyn, Calavera staring down at her while Ikiryo looks elsewhere at something no one can be sure of. The lights go out, the music cuts, and when the lights come back on the only thing in the ring is the unconscious Kuller. Pond: Just when you think things couldn’t get any weirder, ghosts attack. The Big L: Big L don’t know why they did this, but it’s gotta be good to warrant doing that. Pond: I have no idea right now. But I can’t imagine it’s a good thing. Minoru Asano: Two ghosts versus one evil! I’ll drink to that! Pond: Yeah...we’ll be right back.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 7, 2015 1:15:58 GMT -6
Pond: We've got a bit of a rematch here. The Big L: That's right. These two teams faced off against each other during the big match we had last show to determine the number 1 contenders to the tag belts. A match that KON-BAT ultimately won, and that Jolyne and Stacey were not even in the final two of. Pond: Unsurprisingly, it was Jolyne's fault. Minoru Asano: Drink to that? Pond: Oh, yes.The Big L: This should be a great watch for other reasons. On the one side you have a very angry Imperium after what happened to Beowulf last week, while you have a KON-BAT that seems to be having some internal issues. It's anyone's game tonight, let's not waste anymore time and get down there! THE IMPERIUM vs. KON-BAT Jolyne Dysart is salty as fuck. Since Beowulf was screwed over by Jonathan Collins at Welcome Oblivion, the Harbinger of the Imperium has expressed a pretty continual rage at what happened. A rage she was clearly ready to bring into the ring against Kon and Obata. It’s likely for that reason that Jolyne did NOT start the match off, with Stacey instead facing off with Kon. These two had time together in the ring last show, and that clearly gave them both ideas on what to do when they meet again. This time Kon was far more careful of getting into Stacey’s range, knowing what she could do if she got a hold of him and took him to the mat, while Stacey was equally mindful of how hard Kon could hit and throw her. This admittedly interesting stalemate was broken by Kon deciding to be bold and rush her, managing to angle his body just right to miss her defensive hit and take her to the mat. Kon hopped up and immediately went to work using his power advantage on her, but Stacey quickly reversed a powerbomb into an armbar that seemed to do some damage to Kon before he managed a rope break. Kon came up, shaking his arm, and quickly made his way to his corner to tag in Obata while he let his arm get back to normal. Stacey was ready for Obata, but unfortunately she was too close to her own rope, and Jolyne helpfully tagged herself in. Stacey could only watch on annoyed as Jolyne went in with a full head of steam. Last show Dysart and Obata had time together as well and it was a fascinating look at the future before being rudely stopped by Damage Inc. This was more of the same, but with the added fury behind every move Jolyne did that seemed to surprise even Obata, and put him on the defensive more than he wanted to be. But Obata still hit Jolyne hard, managing to drop her on her head a few times, but each time the Harbinger kept coming, her anger pushing her. At one point she just repeatedly kneed Obata in the head in the corner, but even this did not put away Obata, who kept on going despite all of the anger Jolyne hit him with. Perhaps unsurprisingly this made Jolyne even MORE frustrated, with the Harbinger hitting the Neo Rider Kick before hitting the ropes, going for The Example, ready to use all her anger to smash Obata’s face down.. But it never hit, as Obata suddenly rolled to the side, tripping Jolyne up with his body! Jolyne hit the mat and immediately sat up, but before she could get up anymore, Obata came at her with what looked to be Diamond Blue, but quickly changed into that same diving clothesline used last show! And it was just as effective this time, earning KON-BAT the victory! WINNER: KON-BAT Obata came up all grins, letting the referee raise his arm, while Jolyne pounded on the mat in frustration, Stacey coming in to check on her. Kon approached his tag partner, slapping his back and shaking his hand, but the whole time he seemed...uncertain. The Big L: Big win for KON-BAT! Minoru Asano: I’ll drink to that! Those two continue to impress, especially Obata and his new finishing move! Whatever it’s called! The Big L: Doesn’t matter what it’s called, all that matters is it’s effective. If the Big L was Damon and Sue, and thankfully the Big L is not, I’d be worried about that one. Pond: I think the one thinking about it the most right now is Hajime Kon. Minoru Asano: I would too! Where did it come from? Did he find it on the street, on the internet, who knows! Pond: What… The Big L: And the Big L feels bad for Jolyne. She tried, but she let her anger get in the way of what could have been a big win for her and Stacey. Pond: I can’t even insult her this time. I share her anger. The Big L: Yeah...Big L understands where lil’ mama is coming from. It’s a weird time. Minoru Asano: You know what I do when things are weird? Pond: Is it drink copious amounts of booze? Minoru Asano: Yuuuuuuuup! Pond: ...gimme. The Big L: And while they do that, let’s head backstage to Tom Matheny. We come backstage to Tom Matheny, waiting around a locker room entrance. We don’t have to wait long to see who he’s waiting for, as the door quickly opens and out steps Masato Kanemoto. The Grim Hunter of RW clutches his sword in hand, and there’s something unfamiliar on his face. A smile. Tom Matheny: Masato… Masato Kanemoto: Yes? Tom Matheny: Well, I just wanted a quick word with you. Due to your recent, uh...problems with her, I wanted your thoughts on what we saw earlier with Evelyn Kuller and Los Fantamas His immediate response is to throw his head back and let out a long series of laughter. So great is the laughter that when it ends Masato has to take an extra moment to wipe a tear from his eye before grinning to Tom. Masato Kanemoto: That’s what I think about it. The Perfect Evil being assaulted by evil international spirits! It’s the kind of comedy you can only dream about. The woman who assures everyone over and over again that she is completely innocent and good-natured, attacked by the kind of thing she is deep down. He shrugs. Masato Kanemoto: Perhaps they’re jealous there’s someone more evil than they are around. Another shrug, as the smile remains on his face. Masato Kanemoto: It doesn’t matter, the why of this. All that matters is that it’s happening. Evil vs. Evil. I hope they tear each other apart completely. But, considering it’s two-on-one, I don’t see her lasting long. And when they’re tired out from crushing her… His hand moves fast, unsheathing his sword and holding it up for the camera. Masato Kanemoto: There the Hunter waits for his prey. And what enjoyment I’ll get from that, considering. Tom looks a bit confused, and Masato smiles. Masato Kanemoto: After all, when they’re in Mexico they do work for Miedo, don’t they? The big man my idiot brother is trying to fight. Wouldn’t it be funny if I dealt a bigger blow to them, far away from HELL, than he does while in the middle of the place? He sheathes his sword and pats Tom on the back, grinning again. Masato Kanemoto: What a time to be me. And at that, he turns on his heel and walks off down the hall. The camera watches him for a moment before wheeling around to look at an uncomfortable-looking Tom. Tom Matheny: Well, that’s...an answer. We’ll be right back after this pizza commercial. But as he is saying this, one can catch something just at the edge of the frame. A head, slowly peeking out from the camera, staring. Not at Tom, or the camera...but at the departing Masato. A wild-eyed, leering, ghostly face. We cut to commercial.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 7, 2015 1:16:22 GMT -6
Pond: Now this is interesting. A bit of a warmup for Issac Solo as he gets closer to Carey Caldwell, as he takes on Christopher Moore of the War Machines. The Big L: It's a big man versus a high flyer, and you gotta love that! Solo's one of the hardest workers in RW, splitting his time between 3 companies across the country. He's putting in that work, he's succeeding, and he's getting so many eyes on him. Only up to go for him, especially if he gets that RW title around his waist. Let's see how he does against Caldwell's pal. CHRISTOPHER MOORE vs. ISSAC SOLO In this matchup, Issac Solo comes face to face with one of Carey Caldwell’s War Machines, Christopher Moore. Moore’s high-flying technique proved to be a challenge for the more ground-based Solo, but it was one that Issac was able to meet! Moore did his best to use the ropes and his agility to his advantage, but Issac’s varied experience prevailed and he was able to keep up with Moore. Switching tactics, Moore went for a more technical offensive, displaying an impressive range of abilities, but in the end Solo went for his Chimera-Plex combination to get the pinfall and the win. WINNER: ISSAC SOLO “Nate” from Vince Staples is playing again, but Issac Solo has a house mic… Issac Solo: Hey hey hey cut the music right quick! Music stops, camera focuses square on Solo. Issac Solo: Now… I been real patient. Ever since my first night in this joint, I laid out a fair an’ honest face-to-face challenge for the (r)Evolution World Heavyweight title, to none other than Carey Caldwell himself. An’ I had to wait, an’ wait, an’ wait while you took care of business with NoVaK right? So howzabout we finally get that match booked, an’ that date set, cuz I’m--- As Solo is speaking, he’s is cut off by the ever familiar sounds of “Take Out the Gunman” by Chevelle! Tonight, Carey doesn’t come out with Siobhan or anyone else, but Carey walks out by himself in jeans and the new War Machines hockey jersey. The crowd cheers as he is clearly carrying the RW World Title over his shoulder, and erupt as he gets into the ring and climbs a corner to salute the crowd before raising up the title to get the crowd off their feet. Disregarding Solo, Carey goes to another corner and raises the title up high as he looks out to the crowd, cheering for their RW World Champion. Getting down from that corner, he calls for a microphone before he looks on at Solo before speaking. Carey Caldwell: First off, shut your damn piehole. That ain’t because I think you jam pie in that thing, you just talk too goddamn much. The crowd gives a mixed reaction as Carey adjusts the title on his shoulder. Carey Caldwell: So I’m gonna lay it out for you, Issac. I got a lot of things I’ve been holding back on while you’ve been kicking back, taking easy matches and biding your time. The fact is, I get what you’ve been doing and I respect it. If the roles were reversed, I’d be doing the same thing. However, I’ve been putting myself out there and proving to the rest of the world that I’m a goddamn fighting champion. There ain’t a fight put in front of me I’ve ducked, and the reality is that I’m not ducking your fight either. I don’t care if you’re nice, I don’t care if you’re made up of time, I don’t care if you’re a hard hitting Samoan bastard, I will fight you and I will beat you BECAUSE I AM THE GODDAMN WORLD CHAMPION AND YOU CAN’T STOP ME. Carey steps closer as he holds the title up, the crowd screaming as he gives Issac a little bit of a grin. Issac Solo: Y’know… it’s a funny thing, Carey Caldwell. Usually, tellin’ me that I’m not gonna do something, or can’t do something, that’s the first step to me doin’ it. Face-to-face now… Issac Solo: But y’know, I get that you had other things to tend to. That’s done. You say you accepted my challenge, then let’s get this thing goin’ on, like, say…. I dunno… Autumn Effect 3, maybe? The crowd buzzes with the date thrown down now…. Issac Solo: Y’know. Just seems like as good a date as any. Oh… an’ before you tell me that I’ll have to kill you before I take that title off you… all I can say to that is, don’t tempt me, an’ lastly… Come Correct, homeboy… Carey smirks as he nods at Issac, the point crystal clear on both ends. Carey Caldwell: I don’t have to tell you anything you don’t already know. You know what I’m going to say, and you’ve been around here long enough to know that you can’t do it, NoVaK couldn’t do it, Vivi couldn’t do it, and there may not be a soul alive that can put me six feet under. Now you came up to me, and you’ve talked the talk and walked the walk, but unlike everyone you’ve been in that ring with, I’m not someone you can push around. I’ve got a body of work here that tells people that putting me down isn’t exactly the easiest thing on the planet. Here’s the thing, Solo, and maybe this isn’t what you’re computing here. Those places you moonlight in? They’re not as good as we are here. Those talents you’ve faced here? They’re not me. I didn’t win this belt by standing around and looking pretty, I won this belt because NOBODY is better than me. So it’s great you’ve gone out there and played one man wrecking crew, but here we are, juggernaut. At the Autumn Effect, you can screw the fruity little Kill Lists, screw being nice, and screw all the fake little cures that people say they have around here...it’s time YOU come correct, because your ticket’s been punched to a war you cannot win, Solo. And you? Expect a bloodbath, expect a fight, but most of all? EXPECT...TO GET WRECKED! Caldwell drops the mic and smirks, backing up and holding up his title, the crowd starting to get louder when it comes to cheering him on. “Take Out the Gunman” kicks in again as Solo nods, realizing what this is as he starts to back away while Carey climbs the turnbuckles, holding the title in his hand and shouting it’s not leaving his waist as we cut away.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 7, 2015 1:16:42 GMT -6
Pond: Well, we’re here, and next up fan favorites the Naked Guns are due to face the (R)Evo champs The Queensguard. The Big L: The Big L likes these kids. They’re spunky. You can’t teach that. Minoru Asano: DRINK! David Zinkus: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is a tag team bout, scheduled for one fall. Introducing first… As the infectious beat of Macross 82-99's "Fun Tonight" starts over the PA system, Jared Ramsey & Angelina Fantastica (collectively "The Naked Guns") burst out from behind the curtain. After a pause to play to the fans immediately around them, both take off in a quick sprint to the ring before leaping and simultaneously diving through the bottom and middle ropes, rolling forward as they do so. Jared runs to the far side of the ring, hopping to the middle rope and hyping up the fans on the far side from where they entered, while Angelina ascends one of the near side turnbuckles and plays to the crowd there. David Zinkus: Weighing in at a combined figure of 305lbs, they are Angelina Fantastica and Jared Ramsey… THE NAKED GUUUUUUUNNNSS!!!! The crowd roars in response. David Zinkus: And now… their opponents… Supremacy starts to play through the PA system, as Damon and Sue march into the arena to the sound of guitars and drums with the intro, their belts hung over their shoulders. As the bass line starts to drive, the pair stop, surverying the arena, before heading down the ramp as the sweeping almost string like line kicks in, ignoring the crowd, both wrestlers eyes focused squarely on the ring. As they reach the ring, both men climb straight onto the apron, their movements mirroring each others'. They both step in between the top and middle rope, spinning a little as they do so. After this, they each take position in the center of the ring, facing each other, before each taking a knee, dipping their head, like Knights swearing fealty, laying their belts out before them on the mat. David Zinkus: Weighing in at a combined weight of 422lbs... they are the "Queen's Knight" Damon Alexander... and the "Black Knight" Sue... THE QUEENSGUARD! Both of their heads snap up with this, rising arms spread as the crowd boos them, taking up their titles in their left hands. After a moment of two, they each swing their right arm in, each grabbing the other's forearm, in a brotherly fashion, before ending the ceremony with a short nod, handing their titles off to the referee, and retreating to their corner in preparation for the match. THE NAKED GUNS vs. THE QUEENSGUARD ((r)W Tag Team Champions) As the bell rung, it was Jared and Sue starting out the match. The Naked Gun quickly showed his speed and agility, avoiding a barrage of blows from the brutal fists of Sue. This culminated in a Spinning Heel Kick off the ropes, and the quick tag out to Angelina. Angelina went straight to the top turnbuckle, as Jared positioned himself in front of her, and as Sue started to stand, Angelina balanced herself on Jared’s hands as he Military Pressed her, before launching her into Sue with a Rocket Launcher! A quick one count was broken by Sue pressing her off of him, taking advantage of her lack of weight. As he gets up, however, she launches herself forward, hitting a Running Kick. As Sue powered on up, she hits a DDT, followed by an Arm Drag and a Hip Toss, before hitting the tag to Jared. Jared took some time to show some technical expertise, working Sue’s limbs and joints, before eventually sending him to the corner. Jared charged, as Sue climbed up using the turnbuckle. He leapt! Sue moved! Jared caught a chest full of top turnbuckle, and Sue took the chance to hit a Back Suplex! Both men down on the mat. Jared stirred first, going for the tag back to Angelina. Sue roused to, going for the tag to Damon. Crawling. Stretching. Struggling. And Jared gets the tag! As Angelina hits the mat running, Sue gets the tag to Damon! As Fantastica ran, Damon launched into the ring with a Springboard Shoulder Block, missiling the poor girl out of her boots! Jared charged, but Damon quickly took him down with a Pop-Up Samoan Drop! Angelina back to her feet, she charged for the distracted Damon… only to catch an Elbow to the jaw, followed by a boot to the mid section! Whilst the referee was distracted trying to remove Jared, Sue quickly joined his partner, helping to hoist her up like a rag doll, before slamming her to the mat with a massive Save The Queen! Damon leaned heavily on her, as Sue charged forward and rugby tackled Jared out of the ring! The distraction removed, the ref turned, and counted the three! David Zinkus: Ladies and Gentlemen, the winners of this match, by way of pinfall… THE QUEENSGUARD! The crowd boos, as Sue slides back into the ring, lifting Damon’s hand aloft, as Supremacy starts to play over the PA system once more. The Big L: Damn, The Big L thought those kids had it. Pond: They have an undisputable chemistry in the ring, but so do the Queensguard. I haven’t seen a team as on message as those two in a long time. Minoru Asano: DRINK! Pond: We go to Tom Matheny’s interview with Daniel Lanning from earlier this week. WINNER: THE QUEENSGUARD We cut to a backstage area set up for interviews. Two steel chairs sit across from one another. In one sits Tom Matheny, done up all nice and proper so his mama can be proud of him. In the other chair, adjusting the microphone clipped onto his shirt, is Daniel Lanning, Hermes of the Pantheon. Tom looks to the camera and nods. Tom Matheny: Good evening everyone. Tonight I’m sitting with a man who’s been divisive since jumping ship from Carey Caldwell’s side to that of Chris Strike. Daniel Lanning: That’s your intro for me? He shakes his head. Daniel Lanning: Months of explainin’ and still people get it wrong. You’re sitting with a man who got a better paying job. Simple as. Tom nods. Tom Matheny: Of course. How have you been? It’s been awhile since you’ve actually been in the ring, Mr. Lanning. What have you been up to? Daniel Lanning: Working. Involved with a big project, and gettin’ ready for that’s taken up a lot of my time recently. Tom Matheny: Is that a job for the Pantheon? Lanning just smiles. Daniel Lanning: I include total secrecy at no extra charge. Tom nods. Tom Matheny: I see. Let me try this then. What is the nature of your work with the Pantheon, in general? Daniel Lanning: Chris Strike paid me a lot of money. So, he gets to point at someone, and they get to be unconscious. You not notice that? Come on. You can do better. Tom Matheny: Okay...better question then. He takes a deep breath before asking. Tom Matheny: Why you? Lanning’s smile fades away, as he leans forward in his chair, holding up his left hand and balling it up into a fist. Daniel Lanning: Because this has a 100% success rate on hit. When you need someone like me, you don’t go for the cheap & subpar version. You go for the best. And there ain’t nobody better at this than me. Right? Tom gulps visibly before nodding. Tom Matheny: R-Right. Lanning sits back in his chair, fist unfurling. Daniel Lanning: Good. Movin’ on. Tom Matheny: Well, uh...what about your thoughts on some of the people you’ve been involved with? Daniel Lanning: This ain’t more Pantheon questions, is it? Tom shakes his head. Tom Matheny: No, no, not them. I mean, like...Kohei Obata. Lanning seems unsurprised by this question, and at the name being said his expression seems...disappointed. Daniel Lanning: Damn shame. Tom quirks an eyebrow. Tom Matheny: What is? Daniel Lanning: Well. Kid’s got all this potential, right? But he can’t take full advantage of it. Y’know why? He’s got too many voices in his head. Like, he’s got Yamato. He’s got every announcer here and in EXODUS. He’s got people working with him. All of them saying the same spiel. “He’s the future of wrestling.” Over and over again, to the point he can’t hear his own thoughts. And you’ve seen what that’s done to him since he stepped in. He ain’t got the best record for someone who’s suppose to be the future, does he? Tom Matheny: Well...some might argue, Mr. Lanning, that you don’t have the best record either. While Tom seems worried about what response that might bring out in Lanning, all he gets is a smile. Daniel Lanning: Exactly. See, I get what the kid’s got goin’ on. He’s too busy worried about what other people think, trying to live up to what other want and expect, involvin’ himself too much with other people. Just like me when I came here. I made friends, I drank a lot of beer, and I lost sight of what matters to me. Tom Matheny: That being? Daniel Lanning: Me. And that’s the thing kid needs to learn. Yamato...Kon...anyone else? They ain’t worth jack in this world. Only person worth anything to Kohei Obata? Is Kohei Obata. Once he lets go of all that extra *bleep*...that’s when he’ll become what he’s gonna become. And he’s trying! That new move he came up with, it’s pretty damn good. And now that he’s apparently trying to do things himself, learn things himself, it just seems to be buildin’ problems with his partner. Damn shame, ain’t it? Tom nods. Tom Matheny: I see. So where do you think Obata will end up? Lanning shakes his head. Daniel Lanning: Ain’t gonna become another voice in his head. He wants to get better, he’ll get better. All he’s gotta do is care about him. Tom Matheny: That’s fair. Moving on to my final question...what about Jackie Fowler? Lanning lets out an extended, extremely annoyed sigh. Daniel Lanning: Seriously? That’s what you want to end on. Jack *bleep*in’ Fowler? Get the hell out of here. Tom Matheny: I mean, he DOES clearly have you in his sights. Daniel Lanning: So what? You want to know why I ain’t broke his jaw yet? Hell, that’s easy. He leans forward, and gives a quick smile. Daniel Lanning: Because Jackie’s doing such a good job ruinin’ his life all on his own. He sits back in his chair. Daniel Lanning: Destroys that lil’ relationship he had been buildin’, he gets into a fight with every single friend he had before he disappeared...hell, can’t even find one woman on twitter desperate enough to flash him. He’s doin’ a better job hurtin’ himself than I could with my fists. And I applaud him for that ability. Tom Matheny: Well then...in that case, if you don’t care about Jackie, do you still worry about the Kill List? Lanning frowns deeply. Daniel Lanning: A little chirpin’ bird, gatherin’ up a buncha people nobody gives a damn about, to fight somethin’ so much bigger than they are, for petty little reasons no one cares about. Am I supposed to be afraid of that? Lookin’ over my shoulder for that? Hell no. I ain’t scared of no Kill List. And they come at me? I’ll crush them. And with that, we’re done. He begins to pull the microphone off of his shirt, as Tom tries to extend a hand. Tom Matheny: Well it’s been a pleasure speaking with you, Mr. Lanning. Lanning ignores it, instead looking into the camera. Daniel Lanning: I’ll be seein’ you in two weeks, (R)Evolution. I’ve still got plenty of messages to send out. At that he stands up and walks away, as the camera fades off to commercial…
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 7, 2015 1:17:05 GMT -6
Pond: It's time for the best 2 out of 3 series between Sydney Christensen and Elizabeth Lannister to continue! Syd got the first point two weeks ago, and now has the chance to end this tonight, and move onto that sweet title shot. The Big L: If she can. Big L loves himself some Sydney, he thinks she is amazing. But she's facing someone who is so talented in her own right. Elizabeth Lannister is so good, she can definitely give Syd a run for her money. Pond: She can, but as we've seen before, Elizabeth prefers to take the easy way out, and Syd will need to be on her toes to prevent that. Will Syd go 2-0, or will Elizabeth manage to keep this going? Time to see. BEST 2 OUT OF 3 FOR A (R)EVOLUTION WRESTLING TITLE SHOT - MATCH 2 ELIZABETH LANNISTER (0-1) vs. SYDNEY CHRISTENSEN (1-0) With the Ace facing the Queen in a best two out of three series, both women were fighting hard to get the win and get one step closer to gaining a chance at a shot for the Revo World Title. Having already bested the Queen once, Sydney Christiansen was in top form, keeping the Lioness from gaining momentum for very long. Sydney was showing just why she held the title for so long and became known as the Ace of Revo, using her superior technique against Elizabeth. But Elizabeth had more than a few tricks up her sleeve and after several near misses on both sides, Elizabeth took advantage of her position and raked Sydney across the eyes. With the Ace temporarily blinded and the referee unable to see what had happened. Elizabeth got the win via pinfall. Now with one win apiece, this series between Sydney Christiansen and Elizabeth Lannister gets pushed to a third and final match to determine which of them will get the chance to fight for the World Title! WINNER: ELIZABETH LANNISTER (1-1) Pond: Elizabeth manages to snake her way into a victory! If only the referee had seen that, Syd would be number 1 contender right now! Minoru Asano: But he did not, and thus here we are! Drinking! The Big L: It really disappoints the Big L to see her resort to tactics like that. She's got so much talent that she could be on top all on her own, but she chooses to use these methods. Just leaves a sour taste in my mouth. Pond: And mine. But Syd will have her chance at revenge in the rubber match. If she can remind everyone why she's the Ace there, it'll be onto the RW title. The Big L: And now we’re going to, let’s see what this lil’ schedule card says...we’re going to cut to “some weird ass things” Pond: What? Is that what it says? The Big L: Look. Pond: ...what even. Alright, let’s go to that. As the static begins to fade to a plane of pitch black. It consumes everything for mere moments, until a flash of coloured words are seemingly typed out in the top left hand of the screen "Hello World!"From the realm of static, the view moves to someone completely different. The room is surrounded by ticking clocks of all shapes and sizes, the soft sound of time fading away creating a peaceful backdrop. In the centre of the room is an ornate coffee table, one covered in vast displays of colourful cakes and puddings, kebab skewers packed to the brim with biscuits and cookies and a fountain the pours liquid chocolate in white, milk and deepest dark. Sat on a golden throne adorned with tweeting songbirds and surrounded with plump pink cushions is the focus of the piece. The figure is clad in a flowing red coat, completing an outfit that resembles a circus ring master, topped off with a top hat adorned with time pieces and a pair of googles.Anastasia Starling: Hai!!! Would you like some tea? The Little Songbird flashes an angelic grin that could melt the darkest of hearts as she pours herself a cup of tea from a decorative tea pot shaped like a duck, before heaping what seems like a dozen spoonful’s of sugar into it.Anastasia Starling: I suppose this is supposed to be the point where I give my big, bad, telling explanation on what I have been doing on the recent broadcasts, and what I have been doing on social media. I mean, it was announced after all. Little Ana Banana live! And yous get to hear from her. It did say it. But I don’t wants to say NUTHIN’. Ana wags her finger at the camera childishly, sticking her tongue out before taking a sip from the mug, which bears a picture of Wonder Woman upon the front.Anastasia Starling: Just being honest. I have said a lot over the past few months over the twitter machine, and a lotta lotta people have been asking a lotta lotta questions. Well… I likes questions and I likes them asking questions, so they can keep asking questions and not receive the answers they are looking for… For now. She takes another sip, as we hear the faint noise of a very real duck in the background, one that waddles back wearing a woolly purple hat.Anastasia Starling: All I wants to say… is that this Little Songbird is going to bring sunshine and daisies back! But sometimes… sometimes you have to wait until the big, bad, dreary skies have all cleared up and the rain is passed. And sometimes… sometimes you have to force the naughty clouds away yourself. Whether those clouds are really scary, whether they are filled with lies, whether they are just a passing phase… The look of innocence is momentarily replaced with one of heart-breaking sadness, closely followed by one of pure determination.Anastasia Starling: Or whether they used to be beautiful… Ana’s flawless face then spreads into effortless joy as she begins to sing softly to herself in a hauntingly beautiful melody, her eyes flashing from brown, to blue, to green, to yellow, to red and back again. Anastasia Starling: Gray skies are gonna clear up, put on a happy face. Brush off the clouds and cheer up, put on a happy face.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 7, 2015 1:17:18 GMT -6
Pond: ...y’know, it was exactly what it said on the tin. Minoru Asano: Drink to accuracy! Pond: And while you do that, I’ll get us ready for our main event! In this matchup between two of the International Super Best Friends, Gunnar Stahl takes on Caleb Storm, with Storm’s Orange County title on the line! The Big L: Caleb’s got a big, big bright future, but Gunnar has the seal of approval from my man Wulf. This is gonna be a hell of a match, and the one who wins it is going to get a LOT of eyes onto them. Let’s get to it! MAIN EVENT - ORANGE COUNTY CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH CALEB STORM ((r)W Orange County Champion) vs. GUNNAR STAHL Affter a quick handshake between the International Best Friends, the match was on! Caleb Storm wasn't about to let anyone take the Orange County Title from him the first moment he defended it, so he was quick to remain on the offensive. Of course, Gunnar was no slouch in reversals and takedowns, making sure that he was keeping himself on pace to go move to move with The Next Impact. Gunnar began wearing down Caleb, using his ground game to keep Caleb tied up and preventing him from taking flight. Of course, Caleb was working on using his own ground game, grinning a little before a leg grapevine got transitioned into something significantly more painful. Gunnar started to use his advantage, but a well timed kick from Storm got him back into it, and as he went for Chain Lightning, Stahl had it scouted well in advance and grabbed Caleb to get him into a german suplex with a bridge for a two! A move like that got the crowd on their feet and it continued to show the world that Gunnar was capable of holding his own against the best in the company. While he started to continue to apply the pressure, Caleb was still worn down and he was struggling to get back into the match while Gunnar was using the press to lift up Caleb and prepare for Stahling Time! He began to raise up Caleb, but Caleb did his best to shift his weight and get the momentum, getting it as he quickly rolled up Gunnar for a two count! The crowd began to watch as Caleb began to get the momentum shifted back into his favor, using his speed to continuously bring down Stahl, but as he came charging toward a kneeling Stahl for his shining wizard, Stahl burst out of the gates with a spear that had to be influenced by his fellow War Machine Naiser King! Stahl was starting to feel the tide going his way, which was the reason he managed to hit the Icelandic Storm on Caleb before grabbing him...Stanssen Driver! Stahl knew that this match was his for the taking now, and as he began to prepare Caleb for Stahling Time again, he continued to hold him up before Caleb managed to wiggle his sway to land in back of Stahl before lifting up Stahl....SUPERSTAR-KO! Stahl hit the mat and Caleb quickly fell on top of Stahl for the cover....ONLY TO GET THE THREE! It was a hard fought victory and easily one of the most physically intense matches in the history of the company, but Gunnar Stahl proved once again he can hold his own against the best. WINNER AND STILL ORANGE COUNTY CHAMPION: CALEB STORM As Storm's music begins to play, he offers a hand to Gunnar, who takes it, Storm helping him to his feet. Stahl and Storm share a most manly handshake before Stahl raises Storm's hand for the crowd. The two then share a hug, as we fade to copyright on this sight of international friendship.
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