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Post by Nicholas Gray on Nov 26, 2015 3:18:34 GMT -6
David Zinkus: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first… “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: Sailing out of Cobh, County Cork, Ireland, and weighing in at 244lbs… BRENDAN SAMUELS! And his opponent… “Drown” by (intheclear) played over the PA, but there was no sign of Kylar Stark in the entrance way. After a few moments, a visibly annoyed Brendan gestured to the referee to do something. Then something happened, as from the back ran a member of the production crew. He sprinted down to the ring, summoning the referee to join him at the ropes, where he whispered something in his ear. The ref wandered over to Zinkus, who whispered something in his ear too. With a slightly shocked nod, Zinkus brought the mic to his mouth. David Zinkus: Ladies and Gentlemen… due to Kylar Stark having been assaulted by an unknown party backstage, he is unable to compete. This renders this a no-contest! Brendan was furious, his shouting heard over Zinkus’ mic before the feed could be cut. Brendan Samuels: Unknown party me arse, I’ll tell ye- As the mic goes dead, he barges his way out of the ring, storming out to the back as we head to commercial.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Nov 26, 2015 3:18:56 GMT -6
CHRISTOPHER MOORE vs. ETHAN ANIMA The contest began with Ethan offering a handshake to Moore, which the other man took, albeit slightly skeptically. Anima scored early with a series of deep armdrag takedowns on Christopher, holding on to the last for an armbar. The larger Moore fought his way free of it, picking up the “spiritual advisor” and connecting with a big gutbuster. Christopher picked Ethan right back up for a second, and then covered for a two count. As Ethan headed to the outside to recover, Moore was there to capitalize, splattering him on the floor with the GTFO~! to a huge pop from the crowd. When Christopher rolled Anima back inside, though, Ethan was there to roll him up with a quick inside cradle. Moore kicked out at one, only to fall victim to a schoolboy for a closer near fall. Moore seemed frazzled by the offensive, allowing Ethan to drive him into the corner with the Animus Vox. The Northern Lights Suplex only got a two count, with Moore getting his shoulder up at the last possible moment. Christopher went on the offensive after the kickout, hitting a beautiful spinebuster for two. A bridging German suplex got a similar count. When Moore tried a Dragon suplex, though, Anima was able to squirm free, and sweep out Moore’s legs, immediately launching into the Point of Light and tying Moore up tightly with the pinfall to win the match. WINNER: ETHAN ANIMA
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Nov 26, 2015 3:19:44 GMT -6
The door to Darrin Stearns’ office slams open, Brendan Samuels sailing through it at high speed. Darrin, for his part, seems unfazed by this, leaning back behind his desk, sipping on a milkshake. Darrin Stearns: Ahh, Mister Samuels… Brendan Samuels: Don’t ye feckin’ Mister Samuels me, Stearns. Did ye see what happened out there? Darrin nods. Darrin Stearns: Funnily enough, yes, I did. There’s more. Darrin gestures to the room, where Jodie, from the Cthulhu Jones Detective Agency is stood by a television. She seems a little perturbed by having been ignored so far. Jodie: Well, after the security tapes went missing AGAIN last show, we went hunting. And look what we found. She hits play, and the TV screen springs to life. CCTV footage of one of the corridors backstage, with a door in shot labelled “Production Office”. Jodie: As we can see from the timestamp, this would be during your match with Miss Hildegard, Mister Samuels. He grunts. Onscreen, the door opens, and out from the office steps a man. His face is hidden by the white hood pulled over his head, but the Hawk logo on the back of his hoodie is instantly recognisable, as he quickly runs out of shot. Brendan Samuels: I’ll feckin’ kill the fecker. Darrin Stearns: I assume you want it for the Pre-Show? Brendan Samuels: Aye, ye feckin’ see to it. I’ve got me’self a Hawke to hunt. He turns, and storms out of the office at full steam. Jodie looks to Darrin. Jodie: No, seriously, no thanks needed. It’s fine. Darrin shrugs, as we cross back to ringside. Pond: Brendan Samuels seemingly still having problems with one of the competitors in our next match, Kaiden Hawke. The Big L: The Big L doesn’t understand what Hawke’s game is here. Minoru Asano: IT DOESN’T MATTER! HERE HE COMES! 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 continued to croon, a haunting melody that caused the world to stop and stare at the man who slowly crept 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 spoke volumes to anyone watching, his neck clicking to the side, an inaudible crack leaving his joint. The walking vessel's eyes swung to and fro across the arena landscape, examining every sight and every sound he could absorb. A faint smirk crossed his face as he approached the steps, the song still hungrily following him. Step by step, he climbed the steel steps, expression solid once again, and walked along the apron. Climbing into the ring with a business-like air to him, he kept 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 began to die down, just another day at the office, while Kaiden simply rested in his corner of the ring, eyes darting lazily back and forth between the referee and the stage to his right. David Zinkus: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Seattle, Washington, USA, and weighing in at 253lbs… KAIDEN HAWKE! And now, his opponent… "Full Nelson" plays through the arena. Craig Hannigan steps out onto the stage, looking towards the ring. He raises his fist before swinging it down into his open hand, yelling "IT'S POUNDING TIME." He rolls his neck and walks towards the ring, staring ahead. He jumps to the apron, and pulls back on the top rope before hopping over it. Craig rolls his shoulders, preparing for the match. CRAIG HANNIGAN vs. KAIDEN HAWKE The bell rang, and (R)Evo’s resident Bull did what Bulls do, and charged. Unfortunately for him, Kaiden was expecting that, and quickly sidestepped the unsubtle Hannigan, dropping him to the mat with a Shoulder Neckbreaker. The crowd was shocked as Kaiden quickly applied the Lazarus Hook, but not as shocked as Craig Hannigan, who found himself very quickly out of his comfort zone, and forced to tap! The Big L: How the hell… look at the size of Hannigan! The Big L is confused as to how Hawke made him tap so easy! Minoru Asano: Sometimes smallest stone break biggest mountain. Pond & The Big L: WHAT? Minoru Asano: Uhhh… something something drink? The pair exchange confused looks. David Zinkus: Ladies and Gentleman, the winner of this match, by way of submission… KAIDEN HAWKE! WINNER: KAIDEN HAWKE Kaiden throws his arms in the air, but is only left confused as, rather than Schema, Ghost Of The Navigator starts to play throughout the speaker system. He turns suddenly, to face the entranceway, as out steps Brendan Samuels, microphone in hand, staring down at Kaiden in the ring. The pair merely stare at each other a few moments, before the music fades, and Brendan brings his mic to his mouth. Brendan Samuels: Ye. Kaiden shrugs. Brendan Samuels: Ye’ve cost me a lot these past weeks, boyo. Kaiden looks annoyed, before grabbing Zinkus’ microphone from him. Kaiden Hawke: I can’t be held accountable for what happened to you. I’m not the culprit you’re after. All you’re doing right now is holding up the show. Brendan Samuels: Deny it all ye want, boyo, but I’ve seen the proof. Ye’re guilty. As guilty as sin. Kaiden Hawke: Right. You’re guilty until proven innocent, that’s usually how it goes. Listen, the only thing I’m guilty of, boyo, is enjoying karma biting you in the ass for what you’ve done to me. She’s a fickle mistress, isn’t she? You two have become quite acquainted with one another as of late. Brendan Samuels: Feck ye, boyo. Ye’ll ruin me streak, ruin me matches, root through me stuff, for this? For some petty revenge because I beat ye? Kaiden Hawke: You really think I’m that bitter? Trust me, I have better things to do than dedicate my time just to ruin your mediocre ‘streak.’ Sure, I would’ve taken it back when we had our match, given the referee didn’t play the role of Glass Joe, but if you think I’d sink so low, well, you don’t know me much at all. Brendan Samuels: I’ve seen ye, boyo. On camera. Ye can lie for these, but it ain’t enough. I should come down there and kick ya arse right now. An’ in time past, I woulda… but not tonight. Ye’ll get what ye want, boyo, and then what ye deserve. Stearns has booked it. At the Autumn Effect Pre-Show… this ends. Brendan drops the mic, turning his back on Kaiden, and storming out of the arena as we go to commercial.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Nov 26, 2015 3:20:10 GMT -6
CALEB STORM vs. OLIVER CREED It’s a match between a man looking to reestablish himself against rEvolution’s wunderkind in a match of opposing styles. The reigning Orange County champion looked to establish himself early by rushing after Oliver, clubbing him with lefts, rights, forearms, the kitchen sink, you name it. However, like most things, Caleb’s momentum wouldn’t last because as soon as it started, Oliver found a window and went to town. Oliver went after Caleb with lefts and rights of his own, sending the wunderkind reeling into the ropes. As Caleb bounced off the ropes back towards Oliver, Oliver caught him with a spinning heel kick, dropping the youngster to the mat. Oliver went for the cover but was only able to get the two count when Caleb kicked out. After that near fall, Oliver went after Caleb like a man possessed. He picked Caleb up by the scruff of the neck and punched him in the temple, a move that caused Caleb to stagger backwards like his last time in Las Vegas. Oliver ran to the opposite side then ran back at Caleb, almost turning him inside out with a wicked clothesline. Instead of going for another cover, Oliver picked him up and blasted him across the face with his own spinning back fist. That caused Caleb to drop to his knees and shakes his head, almost as if he were shaking the cobwebs. As Oliver went to force Caleb to his feet, SOMEHOW Caleb leapt up and started hammering Oliver with his own forearms, grabbing him around the neck and taking him down to the mat. He immediately stood up and delivered a few kicks to Oliver’s ribs for good measure before climbing up to the top rope and leaping off with the Moment of Impact. Caleb dropped to the mat and covered Oliver for the one….two…..three! The bell rang and Caleb got right up and raised his arms high above his head, obviously thrilled with having overcome the enormous odds stacked against him. As the referee went over to get Caleb his belt, Oliver had made it to his feet and looked around. He then looked at Caleb and drilled him upside the head with a wicked superkick. The fans showed their displeasure as the referee ran back over to try and warn Oliver, only to be met with a superkick of his own. Superkicks for everyone! What a party! WINNER: CALEB STORM
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Nov 26, 2015 3:20:33 GMT -6
As we start to come back from commercial, seeing the faces of Minoru, Pond, and Lenton, the feed suddenly glitches. We suddenly find ourselves in a room we haven’t seen in some time. The room that houses Shinji Oshima. The Seer, still with his left arm in a sling, gives a smile to the camera. Shinji Oshima: Long time, no? I’m so sorry I’ve deprived you of looking at my face, but I’ve been busy. Orchestrating things, pulling strings, so on and so forth. So much work, but it’s almost at it’s end. And what a show that’ll be. But, for now, let’s talk about here. Isn’t it such a fascinating time right now? We’re so close to the Autumn Effect now. There’s just the rest of this show, and the pre-show. And what excitement waits there! Two nights in a row you’ll see the RW title defended. First, against Elizabeth Lannister and then against Issac Solo at the big show itself. Ah, but… He brings his right hand up and taps it over his lips, humming in thought for a moment. Shinji Oshima: That’s what’s expected now. And isn’t now the time for surprises, for shocks? Of course it is. Which is why I’ve made a decision. He leans forward a bit, smiling wider at the camera. Shinji Oshima: As of now, consider the pre-show and AE3 matches flipped. Now, Solo will have his title shot at the pre-show, while Lannister has hers at the big show itself. Even from wherever Oshima is, the mixed reaction to that declaration can be heard. This does nothing to Oshima’s smile. Shinji Oshima: Those of you wanting some surprises, how do you feel now? Is that what you hoped for, or do you regret? It’s a little late for the latter, I’m afraid. And I can hear you now…”how can you do this, Oshima? You have no power.” And that’s such a simple answer. Have you seen my face? He circles his face with his finger. Shinji Oshima: How can anyone, anything, refuse the decisions that come from this face? And as for why… He shrugs, with a grin on his face. Shinji Oshima: It amuses me. What other reason do I need? So, please enjoy the rest of the show. We’ll talk again soon. The feed glitches out again, and we are returned to the commentary table. Minoru Asano: Well that was weird! The Big L: The hell was he on about? He can’t change anything. Pond, who was looking at her phone, speaks up. Pond: Actually...if you look at the EXODUS website, the card for AE3 has been changed. Now it lists Lannister as the challenger… The Big L: What? Lenton pulls out his own phone, tapping a few times and looking. The Big L: ...Big L’ll be damned, it is. How the hell… Minoru Asano: You know what I do at times like this, friends? Pond: Drink to forget your confusion? Minoru Asano: YUS! Pond: ...pour it, Minoru. ASHLEIGH POWELL vs. JOLYNE DYSART These two will be ones to watch in time, and that was clear in this match despite their inexperience. It was a very back and forth match between the two, Ashleigh’s hybrid style keeping Jolyne off balance until a well-timed strike from the Harbinger rocked her and allowed Jolyne to take over. Ashleigh tried to exploit Jolyne’s knee after a mistimed dropkick left her landing on her knee poorly, which Jolyne countered by smashing her knee into Ashleigh’s face. The match came to an end as Jolyne got too excited and, while having Ashleigh backed into the corner, repeatedly drove said knee into her head, taking a run back before coming back to drive her knee into Ashleigh’s head, which Ashleigh ducked and rolled. Jolyne crashed badly into the corner, and Ashleigh rolled the stunned woman up for the 3 count! WINNER: ASHLEIGH POWELL Ashleigh gets her hand raised in victory while Jolyne comes up onto her knees on the mat. She pounds the mat repeatedly before pushing up onto her feet. She turns to find Ashleigh take a step towards her, extending a hand. Jolyne stares at the extended hand for a few moments, before swinging her arm, slapping Ashleigh’s hand hard. Powell takes a step back, blinking in confusion, uncertain if this was meant to be her way of returning respect or if she just wants to hit her. Jolyne jerks her head to the side, gesturing to the ramp, and Ashleigh gets the message. The woman slides out of the ring, slowly walking up the ramp as fans applaud the work she’s just put in. Jolyne, meanwhile, walks to the edge of the ring and demands a microphone that is quickly provided to her. She walks to the middle of the ring and faces the entranceway. Jolyne Dysart: You must be loving this. Am I right? You must be sitting back, coughing up blood, and loving what you’re seeing. I can’t get a win. I’m too slow, I make mistakes, I get ahead of myself. And it’s because of this damn weight on my neck. She brings a hand to her neck, briefly flexing her fingers around her throat. Jolyne Dysart: Choking me. It’s guilt. Not over what I’ve done, because I’ll never regret that, but what you’ve done because of it. You’ve brought people into this that had nothing to do with it. You hurt Stacey. You made Beowulf go to that frightening place he can go to. And neither of them did anything to deserve that. You forget who hit you? It was ME! I was the one who did it, and no one else! So if you want to hurt someone you come out here and do it to ME! For a moment, there is silence. And then, a cry. “TAKEDOWN!” That kicks off “Takedown” by Blue Stahli, bringing out Jason Anderson Protivnik. He’s shirtless, his chest and stomach both wrapped in bandages, stitching above his lip and on his forehead from those devastating chain shots from Beowulf. He walks with the slightest of limps to the ring. But despite all of that, there’s one thing on his face. A smile. He pulls himself up onto the apron and enters the ring, producing a microphone from his back pocket. Jason Anderson Protivnik: You’re right. It’s been a good laugh. But it’s also time for that to end. Because I hope you’ve been keeping count. Jolyne Dysart: Of? Jason Anderson Protivnik: What I’ve been doing. Haven’t you noticed? First, I hit you in the head with a chair. Then, I hit your handler with a chair. And then, for the third strike, I exposed Beowulf for the kind of man he really is, in front of all these people. The great hero, the man who had everyone sign his tag belt, finally seen as being just as violent and hateful as the people he wants to destroy. The crowd murmurs amongst themselves, remembering the look on Beowulf’s face, covered in Jason’s blood. Jolyne Dysart: But what’s the point of all that? Jason Anderson Protivnik: Do you not remember? What you did to me? Jolyne Dysart: Of course I do. I took a steel chair, and I… She pauses, a look of shock coming across her face. Jolyne Dysart: I...hit you three times with a chair...then curbstomped your face into it. Jason’s grin grows. Jason Anderson Protivnik: Now you’re seeing. This is fixing the balance. Right the scales. You hit me four times. So I hurt you four times back. The first three were the warmups, the road to the main event. You know what I’m going to do to you, don’t you? He takes one step closer, looking into her eyes. Jason Anderson Protivnik: I’m going to stomp your face into a chair and splatter your *BLEEP*ing blood across the canvas. For a moment, some worry is on the face of Jolyne, even fear. But that is quickly replaced with a deep, deep anger. She steps forward, getting straight into the face of Jason. Jolyne Dysart: No chance. Maybe if you hadn’t done all you’ve done to people I care about, but not now. *BLEEP* you, *BLEEP* your scales, and *BLEEP* your stupid garbage motives for your actions. I’ll see you at the pre-show. And this time, I’m not going to leave any of your face for your girlfriend to cry over. If that comment was meant to get under Jason’s skin, it doesn’t. Instead he just lets out a chuckle, and a smile comes onto his face. Jason Anderson Protivnik: Then I suppose we’ll see what happens when Harbingers go to war, Jolyne Dysart. And at that, he turns on his heel and begins to leave the ring, leaving Jolyne glaring at him, as we go to commercial...
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Nov 26, 2015 3:21:21 GMT -6
CAREY L. CALDWELL vs. HIDEKI KOJIMA Exactly what you expected. Kojima came out swinging, but Carey nailed him with a right that took him down and away from his weapon, and swiftly hit the Head On Collision for the win, sending a message to both of his challengers. WINNER: CAREY L. CALDWELL The camera fades up on the smiling face of Betsy Granger, as she bouncily talks straight into the camera. Betsy Granger: Hi all! I’ve managed to secure a quick interview here with two of our most exciting stars, the “Sushi Ronin” Takeru Yuusou and Explosivo! Hi guys. The camera zooms out to show Takeru Yuusou and Explosivo, standing either side of Betsy. Takeru just politely nods. Explosivo: Hi Betsy! Betsy Granger: Now, I hope you don’t mind, but I really want to ask… what’s been going on the last couple of weeks? With the rose petals? And the blood? And the clow-clow-clow-CLOWN! Betsy suddenly screams, and runs away, dropping her mic, as the camera quickly spins, revealing Reinado del Terror member Karnaval, uncomfortably close, forcing the camera man to quickly back up, repositioning to get the three wrestlers all in shot. Takeru and Explosivo quickly adopt fighting stances, but Karnaval doesn’t reciprocate, just staring at the pair. After an uncomfortable couple of moments, with Takeru and Robbie exchanging unsure glances, Karnaval slowly lifts his arm, extending his hand which is holding… a balloon? A simple, black balloon, on red ribbon, with a card attached. The pair uneasily look at it, unsure of how to react, causing Karnaval to gesture more to Explosivo to take it. Slowly, he edges forward, before quickly snatching the balloon out of the clown’s hand. Karnaval starts laughing, a disjointed, unsettling laugh, as he turns, and starts hobbling away down the corridor. The pair watch him go for a moment, before turning their attention to the balloon. Frowning, Takeru takes the card, and reads it aloud. Takeru Yuusou: Roberto… It is time... Bring your friend. I shall bring mine. Then there is just a picture of a Rose and the Autumn Effect logo. Explosivo: Rosa… Suddenly, the balloon bursts, showering the pair in blood as it explodes. Explosivo doesn’t react. Takeru is visibly annoyed as he wipes the blood from his face. Takeru Yuusou: I should have seen that coming… He looks down the corridor, where Karnaval’s crazed laugh still echoes. Takeru Yuusou: I hate clowns. The camera fades.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Nov 26, 2015 3:22:42 GMT -6
Backstage. Hajime Kon wandering by himself, looking perky and ready to get into the ring at long last... but then, his phone rings. Some J-Pop song or other. He excitedly picks it up...
Hajime Kon: もしもし!ああ!大和さん!あなたから聞いてとても優れました!
Genji Yamato [v/o]: Yes, Kon! I couldn't get ahold of Obata-san for some reason! Nevertheless, I said this on the Internet earlier but since you don't use Twitter, I just wanted to wish you good luck against Queensguard tonight! You two are very worthy challengers!
Hajime Kon: 大和さん!あなたの親切な言葉をありがとうございました!私は小幡さんが言うように同じくらい、彼は電話で、あなたに話していることを確信している、それはそのような悪いことではありません。私はどちらかいくつかの時間であなたから聞いていません!
Genji Yamato [v/o]: What do you mean? I haven't talked to Obata over the phone in months! The international charges are expensive these days! Well, in any event, good luck to the two of you! Make the FIGHTING LOVE! dojo proud!
Hajime Kon: はい...はい、もちろん、先輩!さようなら!
Kon hangs up the phone... and his face turns beet red with fury...
Hajime Kon: OBATAAAAAA!!!!!
Kon begins to run toward where his partner is.... ready to kill him! And on that sight we go to ringside!
Pond: Evelyn Kuller in action next, and that’s a bit of a worry.
Minoru Asano: Because of GHOOOOOOOOOSTS!
Pond: ...yeah, that. HELL’s Los Fantasmas team has been targeting both Evelyn and Masato Kanemoto for weeks now, even stealing Masato’s sword. Which has driven him crazy, I guess.
The Big L: He didn’t take it well, no.
Minoru Asano: I’m sure it’ll be fine!
“Light Up The Night” begins to play over the speakers, as Evelyn Kuller steps out onto the stage. She begins to walk down the ramp with a grin across her face, but barely gets the chance to start before they come. From the entranceway bursts the two phantoms, Ikiryo and Calavera, the two crashing into her from behind. The crowd goes wild with boos as the two ghosts begin to drop boot after boot onto Evelyn, taking as much fight out of her as they can. They each grab one of her arms and begin to drag her to the ring, tossing her in under the ropes before following her in.
Evelyn has begun to rise up on her hands, only for Calavera to drop a boot on her skull, taking her back down. Calavera grabs her arm and drags her to the middle of the ring, where everyone can see. Ikiryo steps forward, slapping Calavera on the back, before doing something.
He offers Calavera the sword.
Calavera looks confused, and Ikiryo responds merely by repeatedly shoving it against Calavera’s chest, waiting for him to understand. Slowly, it begins to dawn on Calavera, and everyone else, what he means…
Calavera looks down at Evelyn and then back at Ikiryo, and shakes his head. Ikiryo responds by trying to shove it into his hands again, only for Calavera to step backwards. Ikiryo shakes his head in frustration, and takes a step toward Evelyn.
And he unsheathes the sword, pointing the edge of the blade down at the back of Evelyn’s neck.
Pond: Jesus!
Minoru Asano: Why do murder attempts keep happening?!
Ikiryo raises his arm, ready to bring the sword down on Evelyn’s neck, when someone hops the railing and rolls into the ring. That someone is Masato Kanemoto, who immediately runs at Ikiryo and throws a boot into the ghost’s face, knocking him to the mat. Ikiryo immediately scrambles, grabbing the discarded sheath to the sword and sliding out of the ring. Calavera turns in surprise, only to be taken even more for surprise as Evelyn suddenly shoots up, hitting Calavera across the throat with her arm, clotheslining him over the top rope!
The two phantoms regroup at the bottom of the ramp, Ikiryo clearly angry while Calavera keeps looking at Ikiryo for answers. In the ring, Masato steps up to the ropes, beckoning Ikiryo to come back in the ring and take another shot. The ghost responds by stepping back, grabbing Calavera and beginning to walk up the ramp with the sword, as Masato glares him down. Evelyn steps up next to him and joins him in staring the two down, as the crowd cheers the sight of the terrors from Mexico finally on the defense.
Pond: Well this is a first! We haven’t seen the ghosts actually get beaten back before, and here it is!
The Big L: The surprise assist from Kanemoto might’ve literally saved Evelyn’s life there.
Minoru Asano: That was a good! But with Masato’s hate of her, is this doomed to be a one time thing?! I DUNNO!
Pond: We’re all unsure right now. But, at least this time, Los Fantasmas met with resistance. Maybe it’s a turning point. We’ll be right back.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Nov 26, 2015 3:23:04 GMT -6
WINNERS ENTER THE TLC MATCH FOR THE RW TAG BELTS AT AUTUMN EFFECT 3 DAMAGE INC. vs. THE NAKED GUNS Well that’s one way to get added to a TLC match. The Naked Guns, despite their relative inexperience, came at Damage Inc with all they had, and it was more effective than DI could have imagined. Clearly Jared’s time in Portland has done wonders for giving him experience, and Angelina has just as clearly been putting in time training, and they worked together even more fluidly than before. This, of course, didn’t stop DI from being the devastating powerhouses they are, using the much tinier Jared and Angelina as the fun throw toys they are. But the Guns would not be put down for long and the two tiny dynamos kept getting up and taking the fight to DI, to the point it seemed they were ready to actually win the match. And then it all went to hell. Angelina was on the top rope, ready to flip off and hit Shizuka with a move so Jared could pin her, when Yoshiko dashed across the apron and hit her, knocking the tiny woman off the ropes and into the ring. The referee was about to try and contain this, when Tristan Michaels stepped up onto the apron and got his attention, yelling at the referee about the poor job he was doing. This distraction worked wonders, as it allowed Yoshiko to get into the ring and help Shizuka, Yoshiko dropping down and giving Jared a low-blow as Shizuka hit him with a spinning backfist that knocked his lights out. Jared crumpled to the floor, and Angelina tried to make a save, only to be grabbed by Yoshiko and spinebustered onto the mat. Tristan dropped from the apron, and the referee turned to see Shizuka covering Jared, and dropped down to count the three count. Boos erupted as the two Damage Inc members got to their feets, Tristan Michaels entering the ring all smiles as he celebrated with his clients. Angelina helped Jared roll out of the ring, and the two Naked Guns briefly glared into the eyes of Damage Inc, before the two massive women were pulled away from that by Tristan, who continued to celebrate his team “earning” their way into the TLC match at AE3. WINNERS: DAMAGE INC. We go backstage, to find Masato Kanemoto stalking his way down a hallway, towards the exits. He ignores the voice shouting at him. Evelyn Kuller: Hang on, hang on! Just wait one second, come on! Masato lets out a sigh and stops, turning to face the Perfect Evil as she comes up to him. He crosses his arms over his chest and glares. Masato Kanemoto: What. Evelyn Kuller: I wanted to thank you, for one thing. Masato Kanemoto: ...for…? Evelyn sighed. Evelyn Kuller: Keeping my head attached to my shoulders? Masato Kanemoto: Oh, that. An unfortunate side effect of what I was out there to do. Evelyn Kuller: …….. Evelyn reaches up and rubs her eyes briefly. Evelyn Kuller: Look, I want to talk to you about what happened back there. Did you see what happened with those ghosts? We sent them running, together. Masato holds up a hand. Masato Kanemoto: Stop. Nothing’s changed. What I said before still stands. I won’t work with Evil to defeat Evil. He starts to turn to leave, only for Evelyn to grab his arm and spin him back around to face her. Evelyn Kuller: No, you listen to me! I’m sick of those damn ghosts and their grudge against me, I’m sick of seeing them mess with other people. Look, Masato, I know that sword they stole from you is important. I don’t know why, really, but I can understand having something you want back more than your life. Evelyn catches his gaze and holds it. Evelyn Kuller: And I want to help you get it back. Masato is silent for a moment. Their eyes remained locked...until Masato finally looks away from her. Masato Kanemoto: Fine. The pre-show. We’ll end this. But after that… Evelyn lets out a sigh. Evelyn Kuller: Right, right, you don’t need to say it. We’ll finish things after that, Mr. Hunter. Masato just nods, before turning on his heel and walking away. Evelyn watches him go, reaching a hand up to scratch at her head. Evelyn Kuller: This’ll end well… And on that we go to commercial.
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Nov 26, 2015 3:23:27 GMT -6
Backstage. Tom Matheny sees a HOPPIN' MAD Issac Solo, and tries to get a statement from him after the switcheroo on who's facing whom, and WHEN, at Autumn Effect 3 weekend... Tom Matheny: Issac! Anything to say on what has happened with Elizabeth Lannister now having the World Title match at Autumn Effect 3?? Issac Solo, still marches on... Tom Matheny: Issac? Issac Solo: Nah, first I'ma go put a beatdown on Naiser Prince King. THEN, I got somethin' to say about it. Issac pushes the camera out of his face as he continues to walk... Tom Matheny: Whatever he'll have to say, I bet it won't be very nice! ISSAC SOLO vs. NAISER KING These two beasts met mid-ring, and while Solo had to look slightly up at Naiser, he wasn't about to back down. The two began by trading shoulder blocks, and while Solo was knocked back, he refused to be knocked down, and on his third attempt, ducked The Mountain God King's clothesline and came back with a jumping shoulderblock! King was rocked, and Solo pounced with a series of chops to the big man rendering him into the corner. Solo backed off, but charged right back in with an elbow smash; King stumbled out, while Issac took off to the ropes with momentum on his side. Unfortunately for him, it quickly turned against the #1(ish) Contender as Naiser caught him with a lightning quick belly-to-belly suplex! The now former War Machine took control, almost making Solo look like a rag doll as he hit a powerslam, followed by a sidewalk slam! That only got two, and Naiser started looking frustrated. He whipped Solo to the ropes, looking for a Samoan Drop, but it was countered into a crucifix that got two! Naiser rolled up to his knees, but Solo was already to his feet to meet him with a big boot to the kneeling big man! He again takes off, but this time comes back and flips through to hit the Cannonball Senton, which again gets two! Solo questions the referee, giving Naiser King a chance to recover. Solo turns, and gets caught with a big right hand, followed by a vertical suplex! Naiser stands, pointing to the sky as he heads up top, looking for his Diving Shoulderblock! Solo rises somewhat slowly, and turns, his eyes growing big as he just barely slides to his left, avoiding the literal missile of large black man coming at him! With Naiser crashing into the mat, Solo quickly locks on the LBC Lock; and with Naiser's air already knocked out of him, he quickly taps out to avoid passing out. WINNER: ISSAC SOLO Post-match, Issac isn't in the mood for handshakes, or anything else. Dismissing Naiser Prince King, Solo demands a house mic... Issac Solo: Yeah, that's right, Naiser, you go run along and tell Carey Caldwell FIRST HAND what he's in for during the Autumn Effect 3 Weekend. Maybe you an' Gunnar Stahl compare notes while y'all pretendin' to be some kinda hardcore bikers, because Caldwell is about as phony as they come! Mixed reaction from the crowd. Issac Solo: An' while we talkin' phonies, I see you, Elizabeth Lannister! Yeah that's right. I see you politickin' yer way inta MY spot at Autumn Effect, surrounded by a buncha Yes Men actin' like you royalty. This ain't no game to me, thrones or otherwise, Lannister! Crowd reacts to that one. Issac Solo: So once again, because someone ELSE opened up they big mouths, Issac Solo gets chump changed. But you know what? THAT'S FINE. Because the way I see it, it's a WIN-WIN for me, through it all. Issac Solo: Because FIRST, I'ma beat that loudmouth punk Carey Caldwell, an' take that belt that he says I'ma have to kill him for. So I guess there'll be a murder rap on me, won't there? But THEN. I'm gonna be the one walkin' into Autumn Effect 3, AS the (r)Evolution WORLD. CHAMPION. An' I'll be the one walkin' OUT of Autumn Effect 3, AS the (r)Evolution WORLD. CHAMPION. Because everyone can scheme, an' plan, an' connive all they want, but homeboy don't play that! *I* am the guy, who makes the challenges, because I KNOW I can win them. So I don't NEED to play politics. I don't need ta backstab anyone because I am MORE than happy to do the stabbin' right to your face! Issac pauses for just a moment as the crowd reacts positively to that line. Issac Solo: An' anyone who's followed my career, KNOWS that I am fully capable of wrestling matches days in a row, so don't think I'm gonna be so worn out by Carey Caldwell that I can't handle YOU, Lannister! An' JUST so there's no misunderstandings... ask your boy Damon who it was that lost our tag match a few weeks back, because, guess what, IT WASN'T ME... Issac Solo: So in two weeks, I am SO lookin' forward to ruinin' not one, but TWO people's weekends. Because Autumn Effect 3 may be called "Know Your Enemy," but for Caldwell, AN' Lannister, it's gonna be known as "Know When to COME. CORRECT!" With that, Issac throws down the mic and exits the ring. Still a very mixed reaction towards Solo, but right now, he simply does not care...
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Nov 26, 2015 3:23:49 GMT -6
SLAM! The door to KON-BAT's locker area flies open. Obata is in the midst of changing into his ring gear, as Hajime Kon runs in, screaming, attempting to strangle his dojo brother... Kohei Obata: Kon! Wha-- Hajime Kon: 小幡!あなたは私に嘘をつきました!あなたは私に、この全体の時間を横たわってきました! Kohei Obata: I don't-- What! Hajime Kon: 大和さんへのすべてのこれらの呼び出し!大和さんは、彼が数ヶ月に電話であなたに話をしていないと言います!あなたは誰にプロットされています!答えて下さい!! Kohei Obata: OK! OK! Let me go first! Kon reluctantly lets go of his partner, who is now catching his breath... Kohei Obata: It's true. I have been working with... another trainer, this whole time. He showed me that technique you have seen. I know, we were supposed to come to (r)Evolution to learn, and I have. But I did not want to be seen as insulting Yamato-senpai. But Kon... we have these titles in our grasp. They are ours for the taking tonight! We can AND WILL do this! This is the moment of our ascension, Kon! Hajime Kon: Obata-san! I believe in this team! I believe in our dojo! I believe that we will win tonight! ... Obata breathes a sigh of relief... Hajime Kon: BUT I DON'T BELIEVE IN YOU!! Kon storms out, slamming the door. Obata looks as if he's escaped with his life as we head to ringside... ELIZABETH LANNISTER vs. GUNNAR STAHL A haughty Elizabeth looked down her nose at Stahl at the opening bell, but both competitors had a serious look in their eyes in what was a very important match for both. The feeling out process ensued, with Gunnar throwing knees and Elizabeth throwing chops. Gunnar switched levels, looking for a takedown, but Lannister grabbed an armdrag and began to drop knees on the arm, perhaps trying to take away Stahl’s well-known ability to throw deadly elbows. She followed with a keylock, cranking down until Stahl managed to get free of the hold. A big enzuigiri dropped Gunnar, and Elizabeth took advantage with an Asai moonsault, scoring a two count off of it. Things looked grim for him, but when Lannister went up for a missile dropkick, Gunnar managed to move out of the way at the last second, leaving Elizabeth to smack into the mat. Gunnar pressed his advantage, charging and driving his boot into Elizabeth’s chest with the Slap Shot for a close two. As Lannister pulled herself up to her feet using the ropes, she began to pull at and loosen the turnbuckle pad. Stahl tried to pull her out of the corner, but Elizabeth caught him off guard, grabbing the arm and rolling through, trying to straighten it out into the Red Wedding! Stahl fought it, even as Elizabeth drove her heel into the face of the Iceland native, but Gunnar reached the ropes. Elizabeth reluctantly broke, and beckoned Stahl forward. As soon as he rose, Elizabeth struck, connecting with the Kingslayer! She covered, but only got a two count, as Gunnar’s foot was on the bottom rope. Elizabeth kicked it off the rope angrily, then backed up, charging a rising Gunnar. She leaped for the Rains of Castamere, but Gunnar caught her and sent her ass over teakettle with a release Northern Lights Suplex! The crowd roared as Stahl raised a hand in the air, calling for Stahling Time. With Stahl poised for the kill, the Lioness backed off, into the corner. Gunnar moved in, but Lannister quickly grabbed him by the trunks and dropped down, sending Stahl careening forward - and into the exposed turnbuckle! As Gunnar reeled, Elizabeth rolled him up, placing both of her boots on the second rope, as the unaware official counted three! Stahl came up hot, trying to tell the official what had happened, but there was no going back as Elizabeth raised her arms triumphantly in the middle of the ring, clearly proud of what was a huge win for her on her path towards the (R)W Championship. WINNER: ELIZABETH LANNISTER
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Post by Nicholas Gray on Nov 26, 2015 3:23:56 GMT -6
Pond: Everyone, it’s time for our main event. The Queensguard defending the RW tag titles against KON-BAT. It’s been a long road for Kon and Obata to get here, but they’ve finally managed it. Minoru Asano: A drink to them! The Big L: They’re an impressive duo, but can they get past the toughest team in Revo history? Pond: We’ll find out. Let’s get it started. MAIN EVENT - (r)EVOLUTION WRESTLING TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH KON-BAT VS. THE QUEENSGUARD (c) The bell rings, and we start off with Sue and Obata. Obata moves in quickly to bait Sue into taking a shot, allowing Obata to duck under the blow and get behind him, throwing him to the mat with a quick German. Obata immediately sprang up and took a run at Sue, throwing a kick at his chest that takes the Alaskan down onto his back before he can even get up. Obata begins to throw quick small kicks into Sue’s sides, more to annoy him than anything else, with Sue grabbing the rope quickly to force the referee to step in and get Obata to step back. Sue takes advantage of this by throwing a boot out as he gets up, catching Obata in the gut and sending him backwards. Obata immediately heads to his corner and tags a surprised Kon in. Kon got into the ring and was immediately met by an aggravated Sue. This went well. Kon is a powerhouse in his own right, and managed to meet the angry Alaskan with some hard blows, but Sue was annoyed and responded with harder ones, stunning Kon long enough for Sue to grab him and take him down with an STO. This continued on for a while, Sue’s brute strength clashing with Kon’s more focused power moves, both of them trading blows and throws for a long stretch, until finally it seemed Obata had had enough and tagged himself back in after Kon was thrown into their corner thanks to a back body drop from Sue. Obata came in against Sue smart, dodging around the bigger man well, showing off what he’s learned from his treasured mentor. He came in to take a shot or two and ducked back. This did not keep him entirely safe from Sue, who still managed to get in some shots that rocked Obata, but Obata kept standing and chipping away. He even managed to get Sue down for a two count off a dragon suplex, though all that did was anger Sue, who came at Obata far harder after that, hitting the prized jewel of Genji Yamato with a lot of hard rights, clearly setting Obata up for that devastating spinning back elbow of his, but Obata was wise and instead dropped to the mat, letting Sue throw his own balance off throwing it, where Obata then threw his legs up and nailed him right in the face with his boots, sending Sue falling backwards towards his own corner. Realizing he needed to recharge, Sue made the wise decision to tag in Damon. The Queen’s Knight came to face the much hyped future of puroresu, and it was a hell of a matchup. Things progressed quickly, as Damon set into Obata with the fury befitting his old nickname, setting out to teach Obata who was the boss. The back and forth between the two lasted quite a while, and was especially good for the sequence of suplexes traded between the two, ending with Damon dropping Obata straight on his head for a 2 count. Damon started to pick Obata up, only for Obata to shove him backwards and immediately charge forward at him. but Damon dodges to the side leaving Obata going forward...into the referee! The referee and Obata both go down, the referee’s head bouncing off the mat. Damon looked over at Sue, and the two smiled. And that’s when things went to shit. Pond: This is an awful situation to be in. There’s nothing to stop Damon and Sue from doing what they do best. Minoru Asano: SMIRKING! Pond: And all the things they do while doing that. It’s a bad place to be for Kon and Obat-oh *bleep*. This cursing was caused by what the camera wheels around to see. From the crowd a man appears, hopping over the railing. Daniel Lanning. Everyone in the ring tenses at the sight of the Pantheon’s Hermes, but Damon and Sue relax as they realize something. Lanning’s eyes are focused straight on Obata. Under the unwavering stare of the mercenary, Obata does not flinch. Lanning grabs hold of the middle rope and pulls himself up onto the apron, quickly entering the ring and stepping up to Obata. The two men stare one another down, as Kon quickly scrambles into the ring to try and protect his partner, Obata putting one arm up to block Kon. The two men continue their stare down. Slowly, Lanning raises up that deadly left fist of his, and smiles at Obata. And he spins around and smashes that fist into Damon’s face, knocking him out cold with the Taskmaster. Damon collapses onto his back, Sue and Kon’s eyes both widening in surprise. Lanning takes advantage of Sue’s surprise to lunge forward, grabbing the Alaska and hefting him up before dropping him to the mat with the Agent X! Obata, meanwhile, drops onto the unconscious body of Damon! Lanning gets to his feet and rushes over to the referee, grabbing him by the shoulder and violently shaking him until he starts to come to, before bailing. The referee slowly pulls himself over to Obata and Damon, and begins the three count as a too stunned to move Kon watches. 1! 2! 3!! David Zinkus: ...here are your winners, and the new (R)Evolution Wrestling tag team champions...Hajime Kon & Kohei Obata, KON-BAT! WINNERS AND NEW RW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS: KON-BAT Pond: WHAT! Minoru Asano: I am so confused! The Big L: So, wait, does that mean Obata is part of… Pond: WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!?! Minoru Asano: I don't drink enough... Obata now has a house mic... as the whole of the Pantheon enters the arena, celebrating the win, that Daniel Lanning assisted with... Kohei Obata: Kon-san... do you now see? THIS is what we have been waiting for! We are CHAMPIONS! And now.... with Strike, Lanning, and the Pantheon... we are AS GODS!! Kon is appalled. He feels... betrayed, even as he holds the (r)Evolution Tag Team Championship belt in his hand. Obata kneels before Strike... Chris Strike: This is a moment I have long been looking forward to, Obata-san. From the moment this young man and I fought, I saw something within him that not even Yamato-san could harness fully. So I did what any proper mentor would do...I trained him. I taught him to find that balance between that thin line and that if he chose to, crossing it was an option. Tonight, Obata Kohei stands here not just as a mere man...but he stands here...as none other than SUSANO'O himself! So, rise, O MIGHTY SUSANO'O! RISE AS THE STORMBRINGER THAT YOU ARE MEANT TO BE! RISE...AND MAKE IT RAIN THE BLOOD OF YOUR ENEMIES WHEREVER IT IS YOU STEP FOOT ON! Pond: I...don’t know what to say folks. There’s going to be some hell to pay for this one, that’s for sure. But for now...the tag belts are in the hands of the Pantheon. Minoru Asano: I’m drinking up now! Pond: Yeah. I’ll join you. Good night everyone. And on the sight of the Pantheon assembled around it’s newest member, Kohei Obata, we fade to copyright...
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