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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 22, 2015 16:14:25 GMT -6
BRENDAN SAMUELS vs. OLIVER CREED The Kraken struck again. Creed tried his best, but the sailor was too much, coming in focused and ready, and he took Creed apart on the mat, eventually getting the victory when Creed tapped to the Absolute Bearing. Afterwards Brendan had a grin on his face, pleased with having put away yet another wrestler. WINNER: BRENDAN SAMUELS Silence. Darkness. Then, a voice. ?: Vengeance. A face painted with a skull appears. The phantom, Calavera. Calavera: Vengeance for what you’ve done. Perfect Evil. Cut to black.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 22, 2015 16:14:31 GMT -6
CALAVERA (HELL) vs. EVELYN KULLER Well this went well. Evelyn went in hard on Calavera to begin with, clearly wanting retribution for what happened to her two weeks ago. She hit him with plenty of hard shots that, to the spirit’s credit, he kept coming back from. Unfortunately, just as things were getting interesting, with Evelyn’s anger mounting, it suddenly crashed to an end. As Evelyn was busy chopping Calavera, an uproar could be heard through the crowd as Ikiryo appeared. The other member of Los Fantasmas slid into the ring and bashed his fist into the back of Kuller’s head, with her falling forward and hitting her head on the turnbuckle which seemed to take her mostly out. Ikiryo then quickly grabbed the arm of Calavera and pulled him away before anything could be done, Calavera going with him, as if he was aware of what Ikiryo would need from him soon... WINNER BY DQ: EVELYN KULLER The camera fades up on one of the backstage corridors, with Betsy Grainger smiling into it. Betsy Grainger: Evening folks! I’m here outside the Time locker room, waiting for… There’s a cough from behind the camera, and Betsy turns, managing to catch a glimpse of Brendan Samuels walking down the corridor, towel over his shoulder, still making his way back to the dressing room. Betsy Grainger: And there he is! Brendan! Brendan! As Samuels draws closer to the locker room, he raises an eyebrow. Betsy Grainger: Brendan! After defeating your brother a few short weeks ago, and seemingly chasing him off the face of the planet, you’ve been on a run. Kaiden Hawke last week, Oliver Creed this week. Your forms been impressive, but do you think you’ve been relegated to show openers for no real reason? He stops, hand on door knob. Brendan Samuels: Step in wit’ me, lassie, an’ we’ll have a… Brendan stops, as his eyes come to rest on the sight before him. The Time locker room has been trashed, clothes and ring gear thrown about. Evaluating for only a moment or two, he rushes forward, noticing a bag, presumably his, has been upturned, its contents strewn across the floor. As he frantically starts searching through his belongings, he starts shouting over his shoulder. Brendan Samuels: GET OUT! GET OUT! The cameraman and Betsy quickly evacuate the locker room, Bets pulling the door shut behind her as they exit. Betsy Grainger: Well… some kind of chaos here at the Time locker room. Ummm… I think we’d best head back to ringside.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 22, 2015 16:14:48 GMT -6
OPHELIA HILDEGARD vs. TAKERU YUUSOU The fans weren’t exactly unanimously cheering the return of the once heavily cheered GOTHRA, now under her real name. Joining Chris Strike’s Pantheon hasn’t done wonders for her popularity, though of course cheers could still be heard. And, to be fair, it’s not like the newly christened Artemis really gave a damn about what they thought. She was just focused on getting back into form, and for his credit, Takeru Yuusou didn’t make it easy. What followed was an excellent high flying match, with each competitor trading some very exciting flying moves with the other, which ended when Ophelia managed to reverse the Impact of Fate into the Dark Echo, giving herself the win. WINNER: OPHELIA HILDEGARD The screen goes black. After a few moments, Toccata by David Garrett starts to play, as white writing fills the screen. One day, men will look back, and say I gave birth to the twentieth century… The writing fades, to a small pin prick of light in the centre of the screen. The light flickers, inconsistently, as the music continues. Slowly, it becomes apparent that the light isn’t flickering, but something is moving in front of it. Slowly, it seems a figure is moving, slowly towards the camera, seemingly down a long, darkened corridor. As he grows close to the camera, we can begin to make out some details. He’s wearing a suit, a bowler hat. He carries a cane in hand, that he doesn’t use to walk, but still taps on the floor as he moves. As he grows closer still, we can make out a thick moustache, and pale blue eyes. Slowly, he draws right up to the camera, before rapping on the lens with the head of his cane. His face not betraying an ounce of emotion, he just stares into the lens. Carver: I’m looking to shake a flannin, (R)Evolution, and I’m as mad as hops. He smiles, a jerky motion, flicking straight from emotionless grin to cold, emotionless smile, before the camera then fades.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 22, 2015 16:15:14 GMT -6
ANASTASIA STARLING vs. HIDEKI KOJIMA Anastasia Starling makes her in ring return to (R)Evolution to a #MASSIVEFACE reaction from the audience, especially from the younger members of the audience. Some of the older male demographic are unsure, especially after her recent ‘Kill List’ campaign that she has only spoken about in an extremely cryptic tone. She takes off her dress up wings, as was her traditional custom, and puts them on a young fan in the front row as the pair of them mimics flying. As she begins to skip, strangely carrying what seems to be a custard pie, she seems set to claim into the ring before putting down her pie and childishly waving to the audience. Until she is hit in the back with a light tube! Her fans let out a resounding boo as Kojima hovers over her giving a shrug. The referee screams out at him, but seeing as the bell hadn’t yet rung, there is little he can do. Kojima rolls Little Ana into the ring, and the referee has little choice but to call for the match to officially begin. Kojima simply stomps away at the obviously hurt Starling, stomps followed by knee drops, knee drops followed by elbow drops. He tries for a cover but only gets a two count. Yanking the young Starling up by the hair, he drops he down with a Stunner for another close two count. Ana is showing some defiance attempts to pull herself up using the ropes, but Koijima begins to pull her away by the leg. In a last effort, Ana spins around with what can only be described as a spinning heel enziguri that sends her opponent flying out of the ring to the applause of the fans. She follows this up with the Triple T DDT, though this obviously takes a lot out of her as well. The pair barely make it in for the ten count, and this is when things really start cooking. After exchanging chops and European uppercuts, the pair descend into dropkicks. Running, standing, springboard, top rope. Here. There. Everywhere. The fans in the audience begin a ‘Dropkick Party’ chant as the two combatants feet are flying high and clean, one going down before the other returns the favour. This continues on until Ana bucks the trend and hits the Our Lady Peace out of nowhere, following up with the Sturnidae to a huge reaction and the three count! WINNER: ANASTASIA STARLING Ana’s music hits as she sits upon the floor hugging her knees as she grins happily as her arm is raised, before she raises her custard pie in the air victorious. The sound of “Shatter Me” is broken up by the sounds of “Little Bird” as Lady Magdalena shockingly makes an entrance, strutting down to the ring like it was her own personal cat walk. The Frenchwoman simply squares right up to the smaller Ana and an intense stare down takes place. The crowd are on the edge of their seats, readying themselves for what could be an intense brawl, but Ana stamps her feet and pulls a funny face at The Black Swan, sticking her tongue out. Magdalena pushes Starling away, obviously angered. This causes Ana to feign crying, before she throws the custard pie right into Mags’ beautiful face. Magdalena drops to the mat like a sack of bricks, because the custard pie itself was in fact loaded with a very real brick. Ana giggles as her music hits, and she skips around the downed Lady and makes her way out as the crowd reacts loudly to what they just witnessed.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 22, 2015 16:15:56 GMT -6
CHRISTOPHER MOORE vs. KAIDEN HAWKE Focus changes everything. After several bad outings lately, it was clear Kaiden came in this time with a new, intense focus. And it paid off, as he managed to end a fairly entertaining back and forth match with Moore by dodging Moore’s Shooting Star and capitalizing by grabbing the stunned Moore and hitting him with the Alpha Breaker. WINNER: KAIDEN HAWKE As the match comes to a close, the footage reverts to backstage. Sat in front of one of the many widescreen television sets is a mysterious figure dressed in a long black trenchcoat. He seems to be focused on what has been occurring on the broadcast, and what ever he is thinking he keeps it very shrouded. He runs his fingers through his dark curls, turning his head to the gigantic figure by his side and giving a nod. The mammoth by his side is a very familiar figure, one who goes by the name of Ramsay Bodach. The seated man, a wide grin upon his face speaks to the giant by his side. Man: And that is how change happens. One gesture. One person. One moment at a time. Ramsay merely grunts in recognition and paces away from the dark haired gentleman. The man’s smile grins once more. Man: You can trust Bobby B on that one. And with that, the camera fades to somewhere else.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 22, 2015 16:16:47 GMT -6
Coming backstage from commercial, an eager Tom Matheny stands in front of the camera beside a disgruntled Kaiden Hawke. The rookie's expression says it all before they even speak, sweaty palms slipping into his white hoodie. Tom Matheny: Good evening everyone. I'm standing next to a man who hasn't had success here in (R)evo since— Kaiden cut him off. Kaiden Hawke: Quit with the pleasantries, Tom. They know I haven't been successful. Are you going to say something else everyone already figured out? Or are you going to use your 'journalistic integrity' to get some new information? Metheny took a deep breath before responding. Tom Matheny: Right. Actually, the reason I asked you here was to get your reaction to what happened at (R)evo 35. Kaiden pursed his lips and looked to the side, sucking in a piece of saliva caught in the back of his throat. Shaking his head, he wasn't short on words. Kaiden Hawke: Brendan Samuels. All's fair in love and war, isn't it? He told me this was nothing personal, that we'd blow the house down. Healthy competition, it's the nature of the beast. But what did you do, Tom? You saw it. Did that look like business as usual to you? Did that look like a fair fight? Tom Matheny: Well, it— No, it wasn't a fair fight. Kaiden Hawke: Exactly. So, what did you expect me to say? Did you want me to say that it was alright when he stole my win? Peachy keen? Do you think it's alright that I won in the middle of that ring, but thanks to him knocking down the goddamn referee... I'm left as the man with no success in the (R)evo locker room, a joke without a punchline. That irritates me, Tom. That irritates me to no end. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his Juul e-cigarette, taking a drag and puffing the visible vapor into the air. Kaiden Hawke: Your integrity is null and void. The match we had only existed to pad your ego. I won that match. I won fair and square, but you? You just disappointed me. You disappointed everyone. I hope the fabricated victory was worth it. Before Tom could interview him further, Kaiden blew smoke in the camera's face and disappeared. The camera panned over to the left quickly, spotting him heading towards the parking lot with a determined look in his eye. Tom Matheny: Where are you going? Kaiden called back to him, opening the door wide, sounds of traffic outside. Kaiden Hawke: Where does it look like?! And as the door slams shut we fade away... CARLTON WINSLOW vs. MASATO KANEMOTO Jesus. What started out poorly for Carlton ended even worse for Masato. From the moment the bell rung the Hunter was in control, beating on Carlton as many have before. Carlton tried to mount a defense but the continuous, nonstop offense from Masato was too much for the poor kid. He rocked Carlton with a hard shot that took him down and was clearly setting up for the In Nomine Patris, when it all went to hell. Pond: Kanemoto about to put an end to this match! Minoru Asano: And then I’ll have a drink to celebra- They’re interrupted by the crowd’s reaction turning to one of worry and shouting. The camera cuts over to see why that is and it is clear immediately. In the crowd, Los Fantasmas have appeared. Making their way down, Ikiryo shoving fans out of the way as he hurries, his eyes constantly on the man standing in the ring. Masato sees them approaching and walks to the ropes, curious. The ghosts hop the railing and stand together, staring at Masato. Masato gestures for them to come on at him, and Ikiryo makes a move. But not at Kanemoto. Instead Ikiryo takes a run and goes for the announcer’s area, bypassing the commentary table and instead going for the attendant who takes anything the wrestlers need held onto. He crashes a boot into the attendant’s face, taking them down and snatching up something. He turns and briefly holds up his prize. Kanemoto’s sword. Masato’s eyes widen and he immediately goes to exit the ring, face twisting in anger, only to be grabbed and dragged back by a dizzy, dazed looking Carlton! Pond: I don’t think Carlton’s even noticed the ghosts, he just wants a chance to win this match. Carlton tries to hit Kanemoto, but for his troubles is smashed in the jaw with an In Nomine Patris! Carlton goes down and Kanemoto, in anger, stomps on Winslow’s head twice! He then turns to look out, only to see Los Fantasmas already halfway up the steps! He starts to leave, only to be grabbed by the referee this time, who Masato slams a fist into the face of knocking them down before exiting out of the ring, hopping the railing, and taking off at full speed in pursuit of the ghosts, who have already vanished up the top of the stairs! NO CONTEST
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 22, 2015 16:16:59 GMT -6
JASON ANDERSON PROTIVNIK vs. STACEY-X Even as the bell rung there was an unease in the crowd, namely due to the extra security around the ring, just in case Jason or Jolyne make a move at the other. But this unease lightened as the match went on, and it became quite an exciting matchup between an experienced vet and a young lion with infinite potential. Stacey showed that experience, proving to be quite the challenge for Jason, who did not make it easy for Stacey. The two traded lockups, holds, and throws, able to match each other quite well. Frequently Jason seemed to be certain he had Stacey down for something, only for the older woman to escape and take him down in kind. Jason’s main advantage, his ability to hit the ropes and fly, was mitigated somewhat by Stacey having once specialized in that, and thus knowing the counters. The biggest problem for Jason was Stacey’s fighting skill, a skill she showed very well late in the match, as she began to hit Jason harder and harder, eventually knocking him out of the ring! Stacey followed, continuing up her fight, forcing Jason back to where the announcers and staff sit, forcing him into the corner. She knocked him into the barrier and took some steps back, seeming like she was gonna boot him over the barrier. She took a run, and Jason grinned. And swung a chair he had grabbed into Stacey’s skull. Stacey hit the mats like a bag of bricks, staring up hazily at the lights. Jason stood over her, looking out at Jolyne, who immediately tried to fight past security to get to Protivnik, screaming profanities at him. Security immediately formed a barrier, refusing to let Dysart through to fight him. Jason simply dropped the chair, smiled at her, and raised two fingers at her. And then he walked away, the crowd uncertain of this, as Jolyne finally was allowed to go over and check on Stacey. And the whole time Jason was grinning. WINNER BY DQ: STACEY-X
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 22, 2015 16:17:15 GMT -6
DANIEL LANNING vs. GUNNAR STAHL Christ those were some hard punches. From the bell ring, these two went at each other with some of the hardest blows you can see in an RW ring. Lanning with his punches and Stahl with his elbows. They laid into each other fiercely, bringing the RW crowd to their feet. This standup fight went on for a few, until Stahl managed to take Lanning down, immediately going to work the arm. Stahl kept Lanning on the ground for a few minutes, smartly, but Lanning eventually managed to get back to his feet, and they were back at it. This time it was Lanning who took Stahl down eventually with a stiff brainbuster, mounting for more pounding, only for Stahl to escape. This continued, brief standing fights punctuated by periods of one working the other over on the ground sadly did not have an end as, just as both men got to their feet for another round of blow trading, the bell rang. Time had run out. The fans booed this, clearly demanding some extra time be given, but it was on deaf ears. Both men looked annoyed by this, even as the crowd seemed appreciative of the efforts put in. Stahl tried to extend a hand to Lanning who, unsurprisingly, didn’t take it. But Lanning did give Stahl what was either a pat or a hit on the shoulder as he left, which seemed to put the Icelandic star in a good mood despite the disappointment. TIME LIMIT DRAW The camera fades up backstage, focussing on Explosivo as he stretches out for his upcoming match with Naiser. Suddenly, a voice can be heard, thin, and faint. Voice: Roberto… He looks up, suddenly, searching all about him for the source. After a few moments, he reluctantly shakes his head, before walking out of shot. As he does so, the camera suddenly cuts to static, the image of a Hispanic woman’s face, with blood red lips and black hair, can be seen between the bands of white noise as they scroll down the screen, before the picture resets to normal, an empty corridor.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 22, 2015 16:17:28 GMT -6
EXPLOSIVO vs. NAISER KING Pond: I’ve been looking forward to this next match. Two good friends, as similar as chalk and cheese, go face to face, as Explosivo’s frantic high speed goes up against the brute strength of Naiser King. The Big L: The Big L loves this. He loves nothing more than two friends putting it on the line, to challenge each other, no great rivalry, no drama, just competition, Minoru Asano: IT’S LIKE THEY ARE JACK AND COKE! WHERE IS MY JACK AND COKE? David Zinkus: Ladies and gentlemen… the following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, already in the ring… from SAN DIEGO… weighing in at 273lbs… NAISER KIIIIINNNGGGG! As Shut ‘Em Down starts to fade out, Naiser lifts his arms about his head. David Zinkus: And his opponent… Explosivo by Tenacious D starts playing over the PA System, as the lights dim. Climb upon my faithful steed, Then we gonna ride, gonna smoke some weed. Climb upon my big-ass steed, And ride, ride, ride.
Weeee-eee-eee-eeeee-eeeee-eee-eee-eeeee-eeeee-eeeee-eeeee, What's the name of the song, Explosivo!
As his name is mentioned in the song, Explosivo burst out through the curtains, virtually exploding into the arena. He gives a quick salute to the the crowd, before sprinting to the ring. He leaps onto the apron without breaking his stride. He grabs hold of the top rope, and slingshots himself into the ring, before running around and hyping up the crowd. David Zinkus: From Tijuana, Baja California, Mexico, weighing in at 165lbs… EXPLOSIVOOOOOOOO!!!! As the bell rang, Explosivo ran up, and gave his big buddy a giant bro hug, to which Naiser happily patted his friend on the back, before they separated and started circling. As expected, Explosivo expended a lot of energy early on, doing his best to avoid the heavy hitting blows of Naiser, chipping away at his larger friend wherever he had an opportunity. Then Naiser hit a lariat. Quickly, the match switched gear, as King used his colossal strength, and Explosivo’s negligible weight, to great effect, throwing his tiny buddy all over the place with a range of throws, slams and tosses, none of which managing to keep Explosivo down for long, slowly beginning to wear on the mind of King as Explosivo just kept on getting back up. The frustration grew to a head as Naiser whipped Explosivo to the ropes, going for the All The King’s Men on the return… only to hit nothing as Explosivo slid underneath him, hit the ropes, and rebounded back, catching Naiser by surprise with a Granada! Eyeing up opportunity for the surprise upset, with the crowd cheering his name, Explosivo ran to the ropes, leaping to the top of them with a Springboard… before breaking his flow, and just hopping off the ropes, as he noticed something land on his shoulder. He stopped, and picks it off his shoulder, noting it to be a rose petal, before looking up and noticing that rose petals are practically snowing into the ring. Naiser started to stir, noting what’s going on, shaking his head as he looked to Explosivo for an answer. As Explosivo shrugged, the lights suddenly dipped, before strobing red, with the sound of a woman crying echoing around the arena at deafening volume. Suddenly, the lights come back, the PA went silent, with both competitors looking shocked, as the snow of petals was quickly replaced by a rain of a red liquid. Minoru Asano: WHAT’S THAT? CAMPARI? The Big L: Oh hell no, the Big L don’t need this. Pond: It’s blood. It’s raining blood. Minoru Asano: FROM A LACERATED SKY! The other two glare at him. Minoru Asano: SORRY NOT SORRY! Explosivo and Naiser both looked to each other in the ring, before looking to the ref. Naiser just held his hands up, mouthing “nope”, and walked out of the ring. Explosivo, confused by what’s going on, clenched the rose petal he first noticed in his fist, before rolling out of the ring, and sprinting to the back, overtaking his friend. After a moment or two of confusion at ringside, David Zinkus gets on the mic. David Zinkus: Ladies and gentlemen… due to… There’s a fevered conversation between him and the ref. David Zinkus: Hell, I haven’t got a clue what this is. But due to it, this match has been declared a no-contest. NO CONTEST Pond: It’s still raining blood. The Big L: Aw hell no. Minoru is leaning out, his glass held out, trying to catch the “blood” in it. Minoru Asano: I AM STILL CONVINCED THIS IS CAMPARI OR SOME KIND OF BOOZE. He takes a swig. Minoru Asano: THIS IS BLOOD. Pond: BACKSTAGE! GO! NOW! Backstage, in a locker room area. One half of KON-BAT, Hajime Kon, doing situps in warmup for tonight's match. The other, Kohei Obata, looks at his phone as he just got a text, the DING distracting him from his stretches. He looks at it, smirks a bit, then responds... Hajime Kon: それは誰でしたか? Obata hides the phone, as if to hide... something else... Kohei Obata: Oh, ah... nothing! Nothing. Hajime Kon: いくつかの女の子か何かは、あなたが共有したくないことは何でしたか? Kohei Obata: No! No, I mean... it was Yamato-senpai, wishing us luck against Damage Inc. Hajime Kon: 大和先輩? 私はそれを読んで聞かせてください! Kohei Obata: I can't. I mean, he wrote it to me in English. Hajime Kon: なぜ、むしろ日本で私達の両方に英語であろうヤマトさんのテキストあなたは?それは意味がありません! Kohei Obata: How should I know?! I just know that it's in English therefore you can't even read it even if you wanted to! Kon gets right in Obata's face now, angry. Hajime Kon: 小幡さん私に聞いて!あなたは私から何かを隠してきました!私はそれが何であるかわからないが、私は出ています!これは、週間となっている、とあなたはまだ私の周りにこっそりされています。私は愚かではないですし、どちらも大和さんです!どちらかあなたは今私に真実であるか、または結果があるだろう! Kohei Obata: Of course, Kon-san. You are my brother in the FIGHTING LOVE! Dojo. I would never do anything to hurt you, or anything that would harm our team spirit. We will defeat Damage Inc., and then Queensguard after them. Hajime Kon: これは、より良い真実もいました。私はカリスマまたはあなたがそうであるように、ソーシャルメディア上のボーカルではないかもしれないが、私はに嘘をつい、あるいは軽視されず、私がライオンの怒りを出すことができます! With that, Kon leaves the locker room to cool off, SLAMMING the door on the way out... as Obata breathes a sigh of relief that this did not escalate, we cut to commercial...
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 22, 2015 16:18:05 GMT -6
We come from commercial to backstage to find Tom Matheny, standing around waiting for someone, that someone quickly passing by him. Tom Matheny: Jason! The man he was waiting for, Jason Anderson Protivnik, halts his walk. Jason Anderson Protivnik: “What was with that we just saw, Jason?” He turns to look at a surprised Tom, a smile on his face. Jason Anderson Protivnik: That’s what you wanted to ask, am I right? Tom Matheny: I...well, yes. How did you know? He smiles. Jason Anderson Protivnik: It’s the obvious one, isn’t it? Tom slowly nods. Tom Matheny: Right, of course...in that case, will you answer the question? Was that suppose to be balance? Jason smiles more. Jason Anderson Protivnik: Of course. Balance via karma. Balance and karma work hand in hand. Think about what happened to me. He places his index finger against his temple and taps it four times. Jason Anderson Protivnik: Four was the number of shots that tried to end my career. And now, in return… He holds up one finger, followed by raising another. Jason Anderson Protivnik: With two strikes, we’re already halfway back to being balanced. He looks at the camera and smiles. Jason Anderson Protivnik: Stew on that until it’s time for the third one, bitch. And at that he turns and leaves without another word. Tom watches him go before looking back at the camera and shrugging, not sure what to say about this as we fade off to ringside. DAMAGE INC vs. KON-BAT For the many Strong Style fans that watch Revo, this was a treat. From the moment the bell rang the two teams put on a hard-hitting display that made some in the audience wince. It was a back and forth fight, both Shizuka and Yoshiko hammering into Kon and Obata whenever they had the chance, while the KON-BAT team showed an impressive resilience just by not being destroyed entirely by the hard blows coming from the tough women. Kon and Obata employed a popular tactic for approaching Damage Inc, that being drop them on their heads, something Kon showed himself to be quite good at, impressively lifting the heavy women and dropping them, though it was consistently not enough to put the veteran female duo away. The menagerie of hard hits and harder drops came to an end when Obata managed to tag in Kon after being kept in the Damage Inc corner for a spell, Kon knocking Shizuka out of the ring before giving Yoshiko a stiff powerbomb, which was followed up unexpectedly by Obata, who took a running leap and nailed Yoshiko with his mysterious new finisher! This was followed by a (slightly confused) pin from Kon, giving the team a big victory going into their match with the tag team champions and only raising the question more: where did this new finisher of Obata’s come from? WINNERS: KON-BAT We come backstage as Issac Solo is getting prepared for his tag team match later in the night until he’s interrupted with a knock on the door. He looks up as the door swings open without a response from him, and you can hear the crowd cheer as it’s clear the person visiting him is the (R)Evolution Wrestling World Champion himself, Carey Caldwell. Carey Caldwell: I’ll make it quick. Issac looks at him, straightening as he still finds himself clearly annoyed at the position Carey put himself into thanks to his Twitter statements. Carey sighs as he adjusts the belt on his shoulder before he pats Issac on the shoulder, who given the respect and civility between the two of them, uncharacteristically shrugs him off. Carey Caldwell: No excuses, I put us in the middle of this. What I will say, however, is that Darrin’s given me the opportunity to pick who I defend against the title first. That said, I have until the next show to make my choice, and to be honest...I owe you. I’ll take my beating and pick you for my second shot. If I don’t get past Sydney or Elizabeth at the pre-show, you get your show on the big stage. If I do, well then the better person wins. I won’t have an excuse after this, okay? Simple as that. Issac Solo: Yeah, well… that’d only be right, yeah? I mean, after all, as you say, it was you runnin’ YOUR mouth that caused this situation. Not the first time that’s happened to Issac Solo, probably won’t be the last. But yeah. I challenged, you accepted, Autumn Effect 3 in the place to be. That’s the way it’s GOT to be. So. All THAT said… let’s go show Queensguard the meanin’ of the words “Come Correct.” Carey nods as Solo walks off, Carey sighing in frustration as he follows suit.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 22, 2015 16:18:17 GMT -6
CAREY L. CALDWELL & ISSAC SOLO vs. THE QUEENSGUARD You can hear the smirking. Carey and Damon had both gotten very under the other’s skin this past week, and they went at each other with reckless abandon. Abandon to the point of it being a problem for their partners, especially Solo. Solo actually tried to start the match but once it was clear Damon was starting off for the Queensguard, Carey charged in and immediately started brawling with him, leaving Solo to go to their corner. Damon and Carey brawled violently, but whenever things seemed ready to escalate too far, Damon was smart enough to tag in Sue, who took a far more calm approach to Carey, hitting the champ and forcing him back to his corner, from where Solo tagged himself in. Things settled down here, as Solo and Sue wrestled a match, the more technically sound Solo making for an interesting pairing with the fists and hitting style of Sue. Solo and Carey even managed to tag in and out to work on Sue, managing to look like a competent team during this time. But the moment Sue tagged Damon in, that fell apart again. Carey immediately slapped Solo on the back and charged in to rekindle the brawl with Damon, who met him enthusiastically. And this characterized the match, stretches of brawling broken up when Sue would tag in, allowing Carey and Solo to actually work together until Damon was tagged in. And then Solo finally got sick of it. Damon was tagged in, again, and Carey immediately slapped himself in, again. But this time Solo grabbed Carey by the shoulder, spinning the RW champion around and getting in his face. The two had a staredown, Solo demanding Carey get some sense, with Carey clearly disagreeing and wanting to get back to punching Damon’s smirking face. Solo did not agree, and seemed to tell him to let Solo handle it. Carey disagreed. Carey shoved Solo back and turned to fight Damon, and Solo responded by grabbing him and turning him around before headbutting Carey, sending him stumbling back...into the arms of Damon, who wrapped his arms around his waist before throwing him back with the Knight Takes Pawn, bridging it for a three-count with a shocked Solo too slow to stop it! Damon immediately bailed from the ring, Sue dropping down with him, Damon wrapping an arm around Sue’s broad shoulders and raising a fist in victory as the crowd booed. In the ring Carey sprung to his feet and glared daggers at Damon for just a moment before turning to get into Solo’s face, the two visibly arguing with the other, both furious looking. And the tag champs watched this, with Damon’s fucking smirk plastered on his face. WINNERS: THE QUEENSGUARD The camera fades up in the backstage corridor, with Darrin Stearns addressing a furious Brendan Samuels. Darrin Stearns: Mister Samuels, I assure you… Brendan Samuels: YE’LL ASSURE ME NOTHIN’, BOYO! WHAT YE GOIN’ TO DO? Darrin Stearns: I’ve told you Brendan, I’m looking into it. I’m waiting on reports from… ahh, Johnny. Johnny Lee Richwine, EXODUS and (R)Evolution head of security, comes trotting up the corridor. As he puts the brakes on, he starts shaking his head. Johnny Lee Richwine: It’s… it’s gone. Darrin Stearns: What’s gone? Johnny Lee Richwine: The tape, the CCTV tape. I went to the security office… and the tape’s been ripped out the recorder. And when I say ripped… the recorder’s smashed. The hard drive’s no use. Brendan Samuels: Well what feckin’ use is that? Ye promised me, Stearns, ye promised me. Darrin already has his cellphone out, and is speaking into it. Darrin Stearns: Jodie? Hi, it’s Darrin… yes, Mister Stearns. Jodie… can you tell me when I have an appointment with Cthulhu? Uhuh? Thanks. He hangs up. Darrin Stearns: Don’t worry, Brendan. I’ve got the best on it. Brendan, still furious, growls something under his breath before storming off, leaving Johnny and Darrin sharing confused looks as the camera fades to black.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 22, 2015 16:18:25 GMT -6
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. The lights dim in the auditorium, as the EXOScreen is suddenly dominated by an explosion. Suddenly, writing forms out of the smoke... LAZERADE! Presents... With this, lights start to pulse around the entranceway, as You Suck by Pour Habit starts to play over the PA system. It’s not my fault your girlfriend likes me, I do her hard like fucking warp speed. Your Dad’s mad, it’s not my fucking fault, That your Mom wants to fucking fuck me! With the bizarre laugh that follows that line, Cassius Reed, followed by Darius Reed, comes sprinting into the arena, pausing for only a moment at the top of the ramp as he throws a couple of bottles of LAZERADE! into the crowd. He laughs, before sprinting down to the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope. Once in the ring, Cassius rises, arms spread, revelling in the cheers of the crowd, his smile wide on this face. Darius climbs into the ring standing in the middle of the ring with his arms crossed over his broad chest. After few moments spent dancing in the middle of the ring, he moonwalks to his corner for the match. Minoru Asano: It’s time for our first of two main events! We have EXODUS’ Pacific Coast champion Cassius Reed teaming with someone he knows very well, his elder brother Darius Reed as they take on the surprisingly clothed Naked Guns, Jared Ramsey and Angelina Fantasica. Pond: This should be a very intriguing match up. How can the Naked Guns work together to face off against the Brother Reed. We will soon find out. The Big L: The Big L may not be a fan of the Reeds but Big L knows talent when he see it... DOUBLE MAIN EVENT I - LEGIÓN DEL HELL TITLE MATCH CASSIUS REED & DARIUS REED (Legión del HELL Champions) vs. THE NAKED GUNS
The bell sounds starting the match off is Darius Reed and Angelina Fantasica. They circle around one another slowly moving around the ring. They go to lock up, Angelina nails Darius with a pair of stiff forearm strikes. She grabs him around his arm to send him into the ropes, Darius blocks it. He pulls Angelina toward him throwing her with a judo hip toss. Angelina rises back up to her feet, Darius grabs her throwing her with a T-Bone suplex. Angelina staggers to his feet, Darius runs at him, Angelina dodges out of the way. Darius turns, Angelina nails him with a kick to his leg. Angelina comes back with another kick to the side of his leg. Angelina jumps up nailing him with a dropkick. Darius staggers back. Angelina runs at him again, Darius nails her with a knee to the stomach sending her over onto the mat. Darius nails Angelina across her back with stiff clubbing shots. He throws her into his corner tagging in Cassius Reed. Minoru Asano: Darius Reed with the tag to Cassius Reed! Pond: They have Angelina right where they want her in the corner far away from her corner. Cassius comes in nailing her with repeated shoulders to the stomach in the corner. Cassius grabs Angelina throwing her out with a hip toss out of the corner. Angelina staggers to her feet. Cassius runs at her nailing her with a big boot sending her down to the mat. Cassius walks around, Angelina slowly rises up to her feet. Cassius grabs Angelina sending her into the ropes. Cassius runs at her for a clothesline, but Angelina ducks under. Angelina turns running at Cassius hitting him with a chop block, Cassius staggers. Angelina quickly tags in Jared Ramsey. Ramsey moves toward Cassius, he turns him around sending him into the ropes. Cassius comes off the ropes, Ramsey nails him with a back elbow. Ramsey runs with the limp back into the ropes. Ramsey runs back at Cassius nailing him with a leg lariat. Minoru Asano: Jared Ramsey has gotta keep Cassius off his feet! Pond: That’s most journalistic thing you’ve said all night… Ramsey kicks Cassius in the back of his head. He grabs him around his head, Cassius elbows Ramsey in his stomach, he stumbles back. Cassius rises up kicking him in his leg, Ramsey staggers back. Cassius comes at him kicking him in his leg with repeated kicks. Cassius grabs Ramsey lifting him up pulling his leg back dropping him down across his knee with a shin breaker. Ramsey falls to the mat rolling around grimacing in pain. The Big L: That didn’t take long! Pond: Jared Ramsey screaming in agony! Cassius pulls his leg up kicking his leg with a stiff kick. He goes into a step over toe hold. Cassius steps back with the step over toe hold. He grabs Ramsey’s leg tagging in Darius. He comes into the ring running full steam kicking Ramsey with a stiff kick to his leg. Darius grabs him locking him into a single leg Boston Crab. Darius locks the hold on, Ramsey tries to get to the ropes, but he can’t. The referee ask him if he gives, he shakes his head no. Minoru Asano: Darius Reed showing a new facet of his game tonight...I’ll drink to that! Pond: Jared Ramsey is in a bad situation! Darius pulls on the hold applying more pressure, the referee checks on Ramsey, he still shakes his head no, but screams in agony. Angelina runs in nailing Darius across his back. She jumps up nailing him with a dropkick breaking the hold. Darius stumbles into the ropes, Angelina exit’s the ring. Ramsey rolls to his corner tagging in Angelina. She runs into the ring running at Darius nailing him with a running stiff forearm strike. Angelina pulls Darius around choking him across the top rope. Angelina pulls Darius around sending him into the ropes. He runs off the ropes, Angelina runs at him nailing him with a running double ax handle, Darius stumbles. The Big L: Angelina Fantasica has come in like a ball of fire! Pond: Yeah, but she can’t get Darius off his feet! Angelina goes out to the ring apron, she makes her way up to the top rope. Angelina stands on the top rope, she leaps off for a missile dropkick, Darius dodges out of the way, Angelina crashes into the mat. Darius tags in Cassius. He runs in the ring nailing Angelina with a running high knee. He pulls her up to her feet grabbing her around her head. Cassius lifts Angelina up planting her down with a brainbuster. Cassius goes back off the ropes, Angelina rises up, Cassius runs at her nailing her with a Roaring Elbow. Angelina lays on the mat rolling into the ropes. Minoru Asano: Angelina Fantasica looks like she’s on Dream Street! Cassius pulls her back up to her feet. He grabs her around her wrist sending her into the ropes. Angelina runs off the ropes, Cassius runs at her for a big dropkick, Angelina ducks under! Angelina hits Cassius with a chop block which stuns him. Angelina runs at him planting him into the mat with a bulldog. Angelina rises to her feet, she goes into the corner moving up onto the second rope. Angelina leaps off nailing Cassius with a double ax handle which stuns him. Angelina runs off the ropes at the stunned Cassius, but he nails her with a back elbow which stuns her. Cassius grabs Angelina lifting her up planting her with a lifting DDT. Cassius pushes her over covering her. ONE! TWO! .. Ramsey limps into the ring breaking up the count, the referee backs Ramsey back out of the ring. Cassius pulls Angelina up sending her into his corner. Cassius moves in running in at her nailing Angelina with a running back elbow in the corner. Cassius tags in Darius. He steps through the ropes pulling Angelina out of the corner nailing her across her back with stiff clubbing shots. Darius sends her into the ropes, he leans over throwing her with a back body drop, but Angelina lands on her feet. She jumps up nailing him with a dropkick to his back which staggers Darius. Angelina rolls toward her corner, she tags in Ramsey, he limps into the ring. Minoru Asano: Angelina makes the tag!! Ramsey runs in nailing Darius with stiff forearm strikes. Ramsey pulls Darius out sending him off into the ropes. Ramsey jumps up nailing him with a leg lariat. Ramsey rises up with Darius laying on the mat. Ramsey goes off the ropes as fast as he can with his limp. Ramsey runs at Darius, he catches Ramsey up into his arms, Darius throws him with a overhead belly to belly suplex. Darius pulls Ramsey up off the mat grabbing him around his head lifting him up planting him down into the mat with the Brainbuster. Darius covers him. ONE! TWO! .. Angelina breaks up the count. Cassius runs into the ring nailing Angelina with stiff forearm strikes, they fall into the ropes and out to the floor. They exchange blows on the floor. Darius and Ramsey returns to their feet. Darius goes to grab Ramsey, he kicks Darius in his stomach. Ramsey runs off the ropes, Darius runs at him meeting him with the REED FAMILY DYNASTY! Darius covers him. ONE! TWO! THREEEEEEEE! WINNERS AND STILL LEGION DEL HELL CHAMPIONS: CASSIUS REED & DARIUS REED Pond: The Reeds manage it! Minoru Asano: Drinking? Drinking! The Big L: The Big L is very impressed with everyone there. The brothers worked together so smoothly, but you got to admit the Naked Guns brought it so hard to them. Got a newfound respect for those two. Pond: Only big things in the future for Angelina and Jared, but for right now the spotlight remains where people least want it. On the Reeds. Minoru Asano: Reed Family Drinking! Pond: Oi.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Oct 22, 2015 16:18:28 GMT -6
DOUBLE MAIN EVENT II - BEST 2 OUT OF 3 FOR A (R)EVOLUTION WRESTLING TITLE SHOT - FINAL MATCH ELIZABETH LANNISTER (1-1) vs. SYDNEY CHRISTENSEN (1-1) With everything on the line, the crowd was absolutely electric for this huge main event! It even kicked off with a bang by the referee instantly sending The Queensguard to the back so there would be absolutely no interference! The match kicked off with a bang, and considering just how much Elizabeth had gone out of her way to torment and talk trash to her, it was no surprise that Sydney came out of the gate and began hammering "The Queen" with strong style fists that left Lannister petrified at first! After two straight showdowns with Christensen, the Ace of RW, Lannister knew it would take more than the skill she already had to beat Sydney on this tonight. Tonight, she would have to dive into a bag of tricks she had not shown anyone else just yet, and hopefully she was up for the task. As Syd brought the fight to her, Elizabeth did her best to slow things down, to control the pace of the match, but Sydney wasn't having it. She had gone close to a year without being the champ of RW, and she didn't want to let that go any longer. Sydney was clearly fighting with a purpose, and as she began focusing her offense, it was clear that she was going to pick apart her arm. The ALPHA-16 was the weapon of choice tonight, and Syd was flat out telling Elizabeth she was going to break her arm with it or break her for the win in other ways. Syd was controlling the match until a crafty rake to the eye stopped Syd's momentum, leaving Elizabeth to take control of the match. With arrogance, Lannister began taking control of the match, wearing down Syd with her own technical display. The crowd still wasn't behind Elizabeth, and happened to be booing her even louder than they had at R to the Core 2 when they managed to get in her head, but she was determined to prove them wrong. Elizabeth continued to fight, and as she tried to wear down Syd, the crowd began clapping and getting behind the former World Champion, leading her to nail a massive discus clothesline on Elizabeth after getting out of a rear chinlock by powering herself up! The crowd wasn't going dare be the reason The North Star's momentum halted, and the crowd continued to cheer for her as she continued to rise to the occasion, proving she was indeed the Ace of RW! Elizabeth seemed in over her head and she looked to try to leave the ring to slow the pace down, but Sydney grabbed her and pulled her back over and dropped her with a bridging German suplex but only got a two! BUT SYD HOLDS ON AND GIVES ANOTHER ONE! AND ONLY TWO! AND THEN SHE ROLLS AND DOES IT AGAIN...BUT ONLY ANOTHER TWO! AND ANO---NO! SYD GRABS HER IN A HALF NELSON....MUSCULAR BOMBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBB!!!!!!! SYDNEY CHRISTENSEN MAY HAVE SNAPPED ELIZABETH IN TWO, AND SHE KNEW IT! Syd slowly got herself together and she saw the trouble coming when Damon Alexander started making his way back despite having been thrown out of the ringside area already. The referee was reminding Damon that he could get Elizabeth disqualified, and as he fought with the ref over where the "line" was that he could watch from, Sue came through the crowd and yanked Sydney away from Elizabeth right as she was tapping to Syd's ALPHA-16! Syd tried to recover, but it was too late! Elizabeth snuck in and grabbed Syd...THE IRON PRICE! SYDNEY CHRISTENSEN HAS PAID THE WRONG VERSION OF THE IRON PRICE AND A WEAK LANNISTER CRAWLS TO PIN HER AS DAMON BACKS AWAY AND THE REFEREE COMES BACK. ONE TWO! THREE! ELIZABETH LANNISTER IS GUARANTEED A RW WORLD TITLE SHOT AUTUMN EFFECT WEEKEND! WINNER AND HOLDER OF A (R)EVOLUTION WRESTLING TITLE SHOT: ELIZABETH LANNISTER
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