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Post by EXODUS Office on Nov 15, 2015 11:17:31 GMT -6
November 16th, 2015 San Diego, CA
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Post by EXODUS Office on Nov 15, 2015 11:23:33 GMT -6
We open to a person sitting in a chair, facing the camera. This person, in his nice suit and tie so unlike what he once wore, is instantly familiar as the owner of EXODUS Pro and leader of the Imperium, Nicholas Gray. He gives a small smile to the camera. Nicholas Gray: Good evening, everyone. I’m sorry to take time away from the show you’re all enjoying, but these are important topics. I won’t take too much time, don’t worry. First off, I’ve noticed there seems to be some confusion about the suspensions that took place two shows ago. Every staff member that was suspended, was checked out and determined to have nothing to do with the events that closed out Welcome Oblivion. They were compensated for this inconvenience with an extra paycheck, and have been at work since. Admittedly, there was some...difficulties with Ms. Hanneman, but nothing beyond that. Furthermore, DeMarcus Gresham’s suspension has run out, and he is free to compete on future EXODUS shows. This was, after all, his first offense. And I am willing to give him a chance to change that. The other three, however… Boos can be heard at the mention of “those three,” Cthulhu Jones, Christum Furor and the worse betrayal, Jonathan Collins. Gray nods in agreement with the sentiment of the boos. Nicholas Gray: Mr. Jones and Mr. Collins’ suspensions will remain indefinite, as I said two shows ago. But, I’m afraid I have some bad news, regarding Mr. Gunner… He lets out a sigh. Nicholas Gray: After a very intensive discussion with our legal team, it has been determined that despite everything, I cannot simply take away what winning the Honor Cup granted Magnus. And because of that, I have to say this. The Autumn Effect 3 main event will be Chris Strike and Magnus Gunner for the EXODUS World Title. Louder boos can be heard at this and Gray can only nod. Nicholas Gray: I agree, this is infuriating. That this has been enabled by someone who was a hero to this company… He shakes his head. Nicholas Gray: Well. Now all we can do is look ahead. At the Autumn Effect 3, if Magnus wins, he will once again be able to start his New Age. The one that involves wanton destruction and running over everyone in this company, you’ll recall. And now there is only one man who can do something about it. Chris Strike. More booing. Nicholas Gray: Regardless of how you all feel about him, it’s reality. If Gunner wins, I can’t uphold his suspension, I have no grounds to strip him of the belt. Only if Strike wins can Gunner be kept out of EXODUS. So, Mr. Strike, you keep saying you want to be remembered. Here is your best chance. If you can keep Furor away from this company, again...wouldn’t that be just an amazing mark on the history book? He smiles knowingly. Nicholas Gray: Well, that is all I have for now. Thank you, everyone, for listening to this announcement. Please, enjoy the show! And at that, the announcement cuts out, and we go to ringside. Dick Morosi: OK, and in our opening match, HELL comes to visit, as El Reinado del Terror takes on The Fightin’ Flanagans, Tsurugi Kanemoto and our very own Ruby Tyler. To get our friends up to speed, it seems these individuals earned the ire of HELL Commissioner Miedo when they saved Paddy Flanagan from a beatdown at the hands of the Reinado. Seth Ericson: A beatdown I still say Paddy brought on himself, by the way. Dick Morosi: Regardless, the Reinado now looks to consolidate its position, by quashing this pocket of resistance before it can fully develop. David Zinkus: Ladies and Gentlemen, our opening match is an Atómicos Match, featuring stars from HELL! Introducing first… HELL ATOMICOS MATCH RUBY TYLER, TSURUGI KANEMOTO, & THE FIGHTIN' FLANAGANS vs. EL REINADO DEL TERROR“Electric Worry” blasts out of the PA system, as out from the back steps Ruby Tyler, with Fraser and Paddy Flanagan walking to one side of her, and Tsurugi Kanemoto to the other, with Kegare, his attendant, pacing slowly behind him. The quintet pause a moment at the top of the ramp, before they start heading down, running to the ring, slapping hands with the crowd as they all approach the ring at speed. Ruby and Tsurugi leap up onto the apron, and step through the ropes, whilst the Flanagans roll in under the bottom rope. David Zinkus: Weighing in at a combined weight of 785lbs, they are the team of Ruby Tyler, Tsurugi Kanemoto, and the Fightin’ Flanagans, Fraser and Paddy Flanagan! The four hold up their arms in the ring, each holding the hand of the teammate next to them. David Zinkus: And now… their opponents… “Ratamahatta” suddenly cuts in over the PA system, as out from the back slowly steps Miedo, the Rey del HELL title fastened around his waist, and his trusted lieutenant, Mixcoatl, the latter carrying a microphone in hand and wearing his ornamental headdress. Dick Morosi: The identity of this Reinado team has been shrouded in secrecy since this match was declared, Seth. I’m surprised though, judging by his attire, it seems like Miedo will be wrestling himself. Seth Ericson: If you find that surprising, I think it shows you know nothing about Miedo and the way he does business. Dick Morosi: This is only two people regardless, Seth. Unless he’s booked himself into a handicap match, I think there’s a surprise still to come. Seth Ericson: Well maybe if you were quiet for two minutes, we’d learn what it is. Miedo gestures to Mixcoatl, who passes him the microphone. He holds it a moment, as the crowd starts to boo. Calmly, as the music fades, he just brings the mic to his mouth, as speaks over them. Miedo: Ruby Tyler. This matter, much as it did last week, does not concern you. Everything that is about to happen, you have all brought on yourselves. Do you understand? This garners nothing but a torrent of verbal abuse from the Irish contingent in ring. Miedo: We must all live with the consequences of our actions. Ruby Tyler, your actions bring not only this unto you tonight… but onto EXODUS going onwards. He pauses a moment, as a murmur ripples through the crowd. Miedo: Behold, as my Reinado destroys the borders of HELL… and expands. He lowers the mic, as voices starts to echo through the PA system. If I hit ‘em high, hit ‘em high, hit ‘em high, And you hit ‘em low, hit ‘em low, hit ‘em low, If I hit ‘em high, hit ‘em high, hit ‘em high, And you hit ‘em low, hit ‘em low, hit ‘em low… As B-Real’s vocals kick in, out from the back step Justin Brooks and Mistress Vivi, with Simon Raines in tow, kitted up and ready for war. As “Hit ‘Em High (The Monstars Anthem)” continues to play, Miedo brings the mic back to his mouth. Miedo: I present to you the Reinado’s representatives in EXODUS… Justin Brooks and Mistress Vivi… MONSTERS, INC.! Miedo drops the mic, letting the thud echo around the arena, as the foursome slowly make their way down to the ring to the lyrics of B-Real, Coolio, Method Man, LL Cool J and Busta Rhymes. In the ring, the quartet already there frantically discuss strategy, this line-up evidently not being one they were prepared for. Dick Morosi: We always knew Brooks and Vivi were close, ever since he became her mentor, but now they’ve officially teamed up, and seemingly joined the Reinado to boot! Seth Ericson: To be fair, I don’t think anybody was expecting this line up Dick. Brooks and Vivi, both teaming up and aligning with the Reinado, is going to be a major game changer, both here in EXODUS and in HELL. The quartet reach the ring, and in unison step up onto the apron. Suddenly, the four in the ring charge, going for those on the outside. Vivi and Mixcoatl drop to the mat simultaneously, grabbing the feet of Ruby and Tsurugi under the bottom ropes, and tripping them, whilst Miedo and Justin both swing, catching Fraser and Paddy off guard respectively, knocking the Irishmen back before stepping into the ring, as Mixcoatl and Vivi drag their opponents to the outside. Dick Morosi: We’re underway, and already all hell has broken loose. Seth Ericson: That’s a terrible pun. On the outside, Mixcoatl and Vivi have Tsurugi and Ruby pinned against the apron, laying shot after shot into them, whilst in the ring Miedo has locked up into a test of strength with Fraser, and Justin and Paddy are exchanging wild, high impact blows. Justin’s weight advantage begins to give him the advantage, as he breaks through Paddy’s guard, landing some hard blows to his jaw, before whipping him to the ropes. Paddy grabs hold of the rope, however, arresting his momentum, but as he turns back to the ring, gets a gut full of Brooks as Justin hits him with a massive Spear, taking the pair of them crashing through the ropes to the outside. In the middle of the ring, Benny Martinez has called Miedo and Fraser as the legal men. Miedo, regardless of being at a size disadvantage, begins to overpower the larger Flanagan… only for Fraser to lash out with a boot to Miedo’s midsection, staggering him and breaking the pair up. Fraser turns, and roars, leading to a huge pop from the crowd. He turns back to Miedo, and into a massive Spinebuster from the Mexican. On the outside, Vivi and Mixcoatl have sent Tsurugi and Ruby running, towards each other… only for Tsurugi to vault Tyler, and the pair cannonball into Vivi and Mixcoatl with simultaneous Running High Knees! On the other side of the ring, Brooks has slammed Paddy’s head off the barricade, and left him there, as he makes his way to the Reinado corner. In the ring, Miedo has laid a few Stomps into the chest of Fraser, and is now slowly pulling him upright. He drives a couple of Forearms into the face of the durable Irishman, before bringing him crashing to the mat with a massive Scoop Slam. Slowly, Miedo backs up into the ropes, wrapping his arms over the top rope. As Fraser slowly stands, Miedo just laughs, before flipping himself backwards over the top rope. Fraser just looks on, confused… as Justin Brooks charges in and takes his legs out from under him with a massive Chop Block! Dick Morosi: For fans at home as confused as Fraser is right now, under Lucha Libre rules, tags can be made as soon as the legal wrestler leaves the ring. Seth Ericson: Miedo employing some great strategy there, exploiting Fraser’s… Fraserness, and letting Brooks get the surprise attack. Brooks quickly capitalises, locking a Leg Grapevine on the fallen Irishman. Fraser immediately sits up, trying to relieve the pressure, but Brooks just twists the leg, increasing the pressure. Before Fraser’s lack of technical ability causes too much concern, however, Kanemoto slides into the ring and charges, grabbing hold of Justin’s head as he somersaults over him, hitting a Running Somersault Cutter, forcing Justin to release his grip. Fraser quickly rolls out of the ring, letting Tsurugi remain as the legal man. Dick Morosi: These four may be untested as a team, but Tsurugi’s survival instincts are keen, saving Fraser from a long and punishing submission there. Seth Ericson: Yeah, Fraser doesn’t strike me as the type who’d be able to do well in a technical environment. As Brooks starts to get up to all fours, Tsurugi sprints forward, looking to hit a Step-Up Knee Strike, but Brooks dodges it by dropping to his chest, letting Kanemoto sail over the top of him, before hitting a Press Up, and getting back to his feet. Kanemoto quickly gets upright, and looks at the angered Brooks, the expression on his face revealing his revising of several of his life choices. After just a moment, he charges, dodging Brooks’ clumsy attempt to grapple him by sliding between his legs. He quickly gets to a sprinter’s start position, and makes a run for his corner… only to get a massive Back Elbow from Brooks to the nose! Seth Ericson: The Big Bad Brooks almost making Tsurugi’s nose match Masato’s there! As Tsurugi staggers back, Brooks quickly spins, hooking hooking Kanemoto for a suplex… only for Kanemoto to block it. Undeterred, Brooks slams a massive fist into Tsurugi’s ribs, the smaller Japanese man crying out in pain before Brooks lifts him up, holding him in the air for a full five seconds before bringing him crashing back first into the mat, Tsurugi’s hand going straight for his ribs. Justin is straight back up, and looking down on Tsurugi, leans over and tags in Vivi! Dick Morosi: Monsters, Inc. in the ring now, and looking to show some tag team action. Vivi runs to the ropes, as Brooks hauls Tsurugi back up to his feet. As she comes back, he hoists the smaller man up for a Spinebuster… only for Vivi to vault Brooks’ back, and connecting with a Lariat Takedown as Justin brings Tsurugi crashing down to the mat. Justin backs off as Benny Martinez approaches, hands up, allowing Vivi to quickly drive a thumb into one of Kanemoto’s eyes. Seth Ericson: There’s that vicious, mercenary approach that we’ve come to expect from our resident Voodoo Priestess. Tsurugi’s yelp gets Benny’s attention back, but the damage is done, and he just sees Vivi dragging the hunter up to his feet, before she brings him crashing to the mat with a Huracanrana. She quickly runs the ropes, and as she comes back catches Tsurugi with The Reminder! Dick Morosi: That’s one of Brooks’ old moves, that huge High Impact Clothesline that he passed onto her. She drops, and goes for the pin! ONE TWO RUBY TYLER WITH THE DROPKICK! She knocks Vivi off of Tsurugi, and with mercenary efficiency bundles her adoptive sibling out of the ring, replacing him as the legal competitor. She turns to face the priestess, but is caught by surprise with a Bow To Your Mistress, the Running Low Dropkick bringing her crashing down to her knees. With Ruby down, she goes for the Hurricane Vivienne, but as she swings Ruby pushes her off of her, sending her stumbling to the HELL corner, where Paddy catches Vivi with a quick elbow. The priestess quickly turns on him, getting in his face, but the distraction is enough for Ruby to get in and quickly hook Vivi up with a Dammit Craven! Vivi starts to struggle, but Ruby drags her to middle of the ring, away from safety. Seth Ericson: Ruby Tyler with that patented Sleeperhold, cutting off the blood supply to Vivi’s brain. AND HERE COMES BROOKS! Justin is the first to hit the ring running, but he is intercept by Paddy, who takes him down with a running tackle. He starts going for a ground and pound, but Brooks keeps a guard up. Miedo follows, only for Fraser to intercept him, locking him up. The tired Tsurugi makes a move to intercept Mixcoatl, only for Miedo to whip Fraser into him, as Mixcoatl springboards into the ring with a Cuerno de Chivo, the Springboard Corkscrew Headbutt connecting with Ruby to the back of the head. Dick Morosi: Ruby’s staggered, but Vivi’s not in great form. Seth Ericson: It doesn’t matter though, as chaos reigns once more. Mixcoatl spins Ruby around, but is caught off-guard as she catches him with a Boomstick! Tsurugi and Fraser are both up, only to be taken down as Miedo Clotheslines them both! Vivi is still struggling for air, as Ruby picks her up, and hooking her up, goes for the U.L.K… ONLY FOR MIEDO TO CATCH HER OUT OF MID-AIR, PULLING HER FREE OF VIVI! He’s got her across his shoulders, and locks in the Tememe! She starts screaming straight away, causing Paddy to look up, giving Brooks the opportunity to surprise him with a Headbutt! Ruby clings on, as Miedo threatens to tear her in two… AS FRASER CHARGES, THROWING TSURUGI AT MIEDO LIKE A LAWN DART! The Japanese Hunter cannons into Miedo hard, causing the big man release Ruby, but still he stands. Fraser roars, and goes for a Big Boot, only for Mixcoatl to push Miedo out of the way, taking the full impact to the chin! Before he can do anything, Miedo slaps a colossal hand around his throat, before hoisting him up, and bringing him crashing down across his knee with a Garra Miedo! Before Miedo can capitalise, however, in comes Tsurugi with the Silver Chariot! Dick Morosi: Tsurugi out of nowhere with that signature Backslide! Miedo’s taken entirely by surprise! ONE TWO Mistress Vivi in with the Bow To Your Mistress to Tsurugi’s face, between his own legs, forcing him to release Miedo! Seth Ericson: Benny has completely lost control here! It’s a bloodbath! Vivi, still staggered from before, eyes Ruby climbing up using the ropes, and charges! She hits the Reminder again, and both go tumbling over the top rope. Meanwhile, Brooks has had Paddy up on his feet, before bringing him crashing down with a huge Spinebuster. Looking to Miedo, the Mexican nods, and both men lift up Tsurugi, before working together to Military Press Tsurugi over their heads, tossing him out of the ring, over the top ropes. They turn… INTO THE FLANAGANS! Paddy and Fraser are back up, bringing the fight to Miedo and Brooks! The brothers in tandem fight them to the ropes, before sending them running across the ring. As they come back, though, both Irishmen drop for simultaneous Back Body Drops… only for both Brooks and Miedo to kick them hard in the chest, bringing them back up! The both charge, looking to follow up with Clotheslines! Fraser ducks, but Paddy catches all of his, sending him staggering back and over the ropes, but thankfully landing on his feet. His relief is short lived, however, as Miedo, not allowing Fraser’s dodging to perturb him, launches himself between the middle and top rope with a Buceo de Miedo, crashing into Paddy and driving him into the apron. In the ring, Fraser has capitalised on his dodging Miedo’s Clothesline, having caught Brooks by surprise with a huge Kidney Punch, and hooking him up and over his shoulders for a Whiskey In The Jar… only for Mixcoatl to take out his vertical base with a Low Dropkick! Mixcoatl quickly locks on El Sacrificio! Brooks quickly drops and rolls out of the ring, getting straight onto Tsurugi to stop him getting back in the ring, as Fraser quickly realises the predicament he’s in, and taps! David Zinkus: Ladies and Gentlemen, your victors, by way of submission… EL REINADO DEL TERROR! WINNER: El Reinado del TerrorThe announcement gets the attention of all those brawling on the outside. Mixcoatl refuses to relinquish the hold in the ring, holding on for dear life. Everyone else is tied up on the outside. When suddenly… FUCK NO! NOT TODAY! NO CHANCE! NO WAY! Out of the entranceway blasts Crash Delgado at full speed, sprinting straight to the ring! Brooks quickly moves to intercept… but gets a Crash Kick for his trouble! Barely breaking his stride, Crash runs into the ring, and quickly attacks Mixcoatl with a Running Knee Lift! With the the Bounty Hunter surprised, Crash turns, and quickly bundles Fraser out of the ring! On the other side of the ring, Ruby has used the distraction of Brooks being taken out to drop Vivi with a quick DDT, moving around to the ramp to join with Crash and Fraser, collecting Tsurugi on the way. As the foursome congregate on the bottom of the ramp, with Kegare silently joining them, Miedo looks over to them, then down to Paddy, knelt before him from a huge kick to the midsection. Pulling Flanagan to his feet, Miedo moves him around the side of the ring, and whips him hard, sending him running to his own team! Seth Ericson: Wait… what is Miedo doing? Dick Morosi: I… I have no idea. I don’t think anyone can work out this man’s train of thought. Ruby quickly bundles Paddy to the ramp, holding him back as he tries to get back into the action, highlighting Fraser’s injured arm. Slowly, the 6 of them begin to back up the ramp, as Brooks, Miedo, Vivi and Mixcoatl begin to gather at the base of the ramp. Seth Ericson: Crash and friends have the numbers advantage, but they’re hurting, especially Fraser and Tsurugi… I think even Crash realises discretion is the better part of valor here. As the 6 back up, the four follow them up the ramp. Passing by Miedo’s discarded microphone from earlier, Crash quickly stops, and picks it up. As he speaks, it’s in the same high energy style as his youngest brother, but with a much deeper and abrupt tone. Crash Delgado: Miedo! Your Reinado no longer reigns undisputed! As from this moment… Las Máquinas de Guerra oppose you! He drops the mic, and quickly leaves, as the four start to chase them out of the arena, leaving Simon Raines alone at the base of the ramp, as he nonchalantly starts to follow. As he starts, however, a masked person vaults the barrier. Seth Ericson: Wait… wait, it’s that masked maniac from before! It’s got to be! And Simon’s all alone! The roar of the crowd gets Vivi’s attention, causing her to turn, the rest of the Reinado having left the arena. She sees her mysterious foe take Simon out with a Spear at the bottom of the ramp, before turning, and charging down the ramp. Before the ninja can escape, Simon grabs their foot, holding them in place long enough for Vivi to charge in and take them down with a Tackle! She starts pounding the masked ninja on the floor. Getting Simon to hold them in place, she starts to pull the mask off… ONLY FOR ANOTHER NINJA TO LEAP THE BARRICADE, CHAIR IN HAND, AND TO DRIVE IT INTO VIVI’S BACK! Dick Morosi: Wait, there’s two of them? Seth Ericson: Maybe, although judging by how easily the first Ninja was taken by surprise, I’d argue the first was maybe a decoy! Simon looks up… only for the new ninja to take him out with a Running Step-Up Huracanrana Driver, driving his head into the mat! They quickly rouse the second ninja, before both escape into the crowd! Slowly, Vivi starts to stir, checking on Simon with concern, before staring into the crowd with fire in her eyes as the EMTs run down to check on Simon. Seth Ericson: I don’t know who this masked ninja could be. Also, judging how many dislike Simon and Vivi, it could be pretty much anybody. Vivi calls for a microphone. One of the technicians brings one to her, quickly flinching away as she snatches it from him. Mistress Vivi: Hey! Hey, whoever the hell you are! The ninja stops, in the crowd, the audience slightly parted around them. Mistress Vivi: I don’t know who you are, or what you want. But you want me? You got me. You and me, Autumn Effect. In the crowd, the ninja just nods, before carrying on moving, as Vivi finally allows the EMTs to attend to Simon. Seth Ericson: Well, I don’t know who gave Vivi booking powers, but I think we just saw a match made for AE3. Dick Morosi: That’s right. The Priestess takes on the Ninja at Autumn Effect 3! And on that note, we'll be back after this commercial break!
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Post by EXODUS Office on Nov 15, 2015 11:58:12 GMT -6
We come backstage to a hallway, the camera poking around a corner to watch someone. That someone is Daniel Lanning, talking on a cell phone. It’s a rare sight that can be seen on the face of the Pantheon’s Hermes. A smile. Daniel Lanning: Yeah, I’ve got everything prepared for it. He holds up his deadly left fist, looking at it with that smile. Daniel Lanning: November 23rd...the job will be completed. And on that ominous note, we go off to ringside. Dick Morosi: Well. That’s...that’s probably fine. Seth Ericson: Not our problem! Dick Morosi: Hey look, up next we have a triple threat match featuring superstars from EXODUS, (r)Evolution, and HELL! Seth Ericson: Hey look, we also get a break from doing commentary as our counterparts over in HELL have decided to call this match! Let's go to the ring! TRIPLE THREAT MATCH SHINJI UCHIKAWA vs. TAKERU YUUSOU vs. THUNDERThe bell sounds, all three men move out from their corners, slowly circling around one another. They move slowly waiting for the other to make the first move. Takeru turns, Thunder pushes him into Shinji. He locks his arms around Takeru throwing him down with a belly to belly suplex. Shinji rises up, he looks at Thunder, he slides out of the ring, Shinji moves after him. Thunder runs around the ring with Shinji chasing him. Thunder drops down on the floor, Shinji runs around the corner, he stops, he doesn’t see Thunder, he crawled under the ring. Shinji looks around, he walks around the corner slowly, he looks to see where Thunder is, but he isn’t around. Dave: Shinji can’t find Thunder! Winston Robinson:: Oh give me a break! Shinji slides back into the ring. Shinji grabs Takeru, he hits him across his back with a stiff clubbing shot, Takeru falls into the ropes. Thunder appears on the floor, he slides back into the ring. Thunder runs up behind Shinji taking him back into a School Boy Roll Up, the referee counts. ONE.. .. Kickout! Thunder kicks Shinji with a hard kick. He stands over him dropping a knee drop down onto him. Thunder rises to his feet, he is full of himself. Thunder kicks Shinji in his side with a stiff kick, he walks past him. Thunder walks toward Takeru, he goes to hit him, Takeru kicks Thunder in his stomach doubling him over. He grabs him throwing him into the corner. Takeru runs at Thunder hitting him with a clothesline in the corner. Takeru nails Thunder with a vicious slap, Thunder grabs at his jaw leaning him over grimacing in pain. Dave: Thunder is in pain! Winston Robinson:: Takeru slapped his head off wow that was brutal! Thunder grabs him around his arm hip tossing him out of the corner. Takeru runs at him hitting him with a lariat. Takeru turns, Shinji runs at him nailing him with a spinning back fist, which knocks him into the ropes. Takeru comes off the ropes, Shinji throws him with a judo hip toss. Takeru stumbles to his feet, Shinji nails him across his back with a stiff clubbing shot. He pulls him up, Takeru hits Shinji with a double thrust to the throat which stuns Shinji. Takeru nails him with a dropkick, sending Shinji to the mat. Takeru goes to cover Shinji, but before the ref can even get to the mat for the count Thunder drags Takeru off Shinji by his left leg. Takeru quickly turns to face Thunder and is met with a mighty slap right across the face. Takeru turns to his other side, holding his face in pain as Shinji gets up to his knees, and Thunder greets him with a shoot kick to the chest. Thunder hits Shinji with another shoot kick, but Shinji grabs Thunder’s leg. Shinji, with Thunder in a compromising situation, gets back up to his feet, and returns the favor with a hard overhead belly to belly suplex, which sends Thunder crashing onto the mat. Thunder rolls out of the ring in pain to catch a breather as Takeru locks in a sleeper hold on Shinji! Takeru is able to drag Shinji to the middle of the ring with the sleeper locked in, as Shinji does his best to wiggle his way out of it. The ref goes to ask Shinji if he wants to quit, and is met with a “ARE YOU SERIOUS!?” by Shinji, who is in no mood for manners in this match. Realizing that he isn’t able to leverage his way out of the sleeper, Shinji is able to take Takeru by the back of the head, and lift him onto his back, with the sleeper still locked in. Shinji then jumps up and lands on his backside, hitting a backpack stunner! Shinji goes for the pin! ONE… Thunder breaks up the pin! Thunder locks in a front facelock and picks up Shinji and then tosses him to the mat under the ropes. Thunder goes to cover Takeru! ONE… Takeru kicks out at one! Thunder slams the mat with both his hands in frustration as Takeru tries to sit up. Thunder stands up to hit Takeru with another shoot kick, but Shinji lunges at Thunder with a vicious lariat! Thunder flips in the air before he hits the mat! Shinji, still trying to knock the cobwebs out of his head, brings Thunder to his feet, and lifts him in the air in a gorilla press. Shinji holds Thunder for a few seconds as a show of strength, before tossing him over the ropes, and out of the ring! Thunder hits the barricade before he hits the floor, and yells out in pain, favoring his left shoulder, but Takeru rolls up Shinji in a small package! ONE… TWO… Kick out at two and one quarter! Both Shinji and Takeru shoot back up to their feet as Takeru goes for a clothesline, but Shinji ducks and bounces off the ropes and hits lunging shoulder block, but Takeru leapfrogs him as Shinji then bounces off the other ropes, and goes for shoulder block again, but Takeru goes for the swinging neckbreaker, but Shinji pushes Takeru off last second as Takeru turns right back around as Shinji goes for a discus lariat, but Takeru ducks under it! Shinji turns back around as Takeru kicks Shinji in the gut, doubles him over, bounces off the ropes and goes for the Super Kick! But Shinji catches him in mid air, and slams him down to the mat with a violent spinebuster! Shinji goes for the cover! ONE… TWO… Takeru kicks out at TWO and a half! Shinji gets up on his knees and looks at the ref in disbelief, and is met with a nasty knee right to the back of the head by Thunder! Shinji falls face first onto the mat as Thunder flips Shinji onto his back and goes for the cover! ONE… TWO… Takeru breaks up the pin! All three competitors lie on the mat as Thunder is the first to get back to his feet, slowly but surely. Takeru gets to his knees and is met with a stiff knee right to the jaw, as Takeru hits Thunder with a knife edge chop! Thunder slaps Takeru right across the face, and Takeru hits Thunder with another knife edge chop! Thunder then retaliates with a right elbow strike to the side of Takeru’s head! Takeru gets right back up to his feet as he hits Thunder with a right fist to the face! Back and forth and back and forth go Takeru and Thunder, trading blow for blow, elbow for elbow, chop for chop, until an elbow that Takeru hits Thunder rocks him so bad that Thunder does a complete 180 degrees, allowing Takeru to hit Thunder with a german suplex! Takeru drops Thunder onto his head as Thunder rolls onto his back. Takeru gets back up as Shinji gets back up to his feet! Shinji lunges at Takeru and hits Takeru with a stiff jab to the face! Takeru gets a little disorientated for a few seconds as Shinji steps back, cocks his right hand, and lunges at Takeru again for his Three Step Sinker! But Takeru ducks under it and hits Shinji with a European uppercut! And another European uppercut! And another! And another! And another! And another! And another! And another! And another! Shinji can barely stand as Takeru spins around and knocks Shinji to the mat with a discus lariat! Takeru jumps on Shinji for a pin, but Thunder pulls Takeru off of Shinji and hits him with the a quick Brainbuster! Thunder covers Takeru! ONE… TWO… Kickout at TWO and a half! Thunder darts back to his feet and jumps on Shinji for the pin! ONE… TWO… Shinji powers his way out of the pin as Thunder goes flying! Shinji shoots back up to a sitting position, immediately grabbing the back of his head in pain, as Thunder goes to cover Takeru once again! ONE… Kick out at ONE and a half! Takeru starts stirring, but Thunder kicks Takeru in the face, and covers him for a third time! ONE… Shinji breaks up the pin by applying a waistlock on Thunder, and picking him right up from Takeru, and hits him with a german suplex! Thunder once again gets dropped on his head via german suplex, and looks to be unconscious! Shinji walks over to Thunder, as Takeru pulls himself to his feet with aid from the ropes. Shinji turns around and sees Takeru, and then walks over to him and puts him in a front facelock, and drags him over to the middle of the ring. Shinji then picks up Takeru in a vertical suplex, and drops him onto Thunder! As Thunder is on his back and Takeru is on top of Shinji, the ref goes for the pin! ONE… Shinji pushes Takeru off of Thunder with his boot, and then kicks Takeru across his back. Shinji then goes for the cover on Thunder! ONE… TWO… Takeru breaks up the pin by hitting Shinji across the back with a double axe handle! Shinji gets to a standing position as Takeru gets onto his knees. Shinji tries to land a right hook on Takeru, but Takeru ducks it and hits Shinji with a firemans carry. Shinji hits the mat, but then quickly gets back up to his feet as Takeru gets back up as well. Takeru goes for a lariat, but Shinji ducks and as Takeru turns around, Shinji hits Takeru with a spinning backfist! Takeru bounces off the ropes, and is met with a superman punch by Shinji! Takeru bounces off the ropes once more as Shinji picks up Takeru for the Cradle Piledriver! Shinji goes to complete the move, but at the last second, Thunder hits Shinji with a chop block! Shinji drops Takeru and goes down onto his leg, as Thunder gets back up, darts across the ring, hits the ropes and hits Shinji with a spinning heel kick right to the face! Shinji is still on his knees as Thunder bounces off the ropes and hits Shinji with a nasty knee lift! Shinji is STILL on his knees as Thunder bounces off the ropes once again, but Shinji meets him with Spear! Shinji goes for the cover! ONE… TWO… Takeru breaks it up at 2.999! Takeru pushes Shinji off of Thunder and goes for the cover himself! ONE… TWO… Shinji breaks it up by punching Takeru right in the temple! Takeru retaliates with another punch of his own! Shinji throws a punch! Takeru throws a punch! Shinji throws another punch! Takeru throws an elbow! Shinji throws another elbow of his own! Takeru throws a European uppercut! Shinji smacks Takeru with a headbutt! Takeru throws another European uppercut! Both men get to a standing position during this trade off, both men striking each other with whatever lands! Both men stand in the middle of the ring, trading punch for punch, elbow for elbow, but Shinji then hits Takeru right in the stomach with an uppercut! Shinji bounces off the ropes and hits Takeru with The Bloodlust, but Takeru counters it into a DDT hold! Takeru tries to drop down and hit the DDT, put Shinji picks him up and rams him into the turnbuckle! Takeru doesn’t break the hold, so Shinji runs across the ring, and rams Takeru into the adjacent turnbuckle! Takeru STILL won’t break the hold, so Shinji rams him into the other turnbuckle! Takeru is clearly knocked loopy as Shinji walks to the middle of the ring and lifts Takeru into the air; turning him and putting him onto his shoulders in a firemans carry position, ready to hit another cradle Piledriver! But he can’t fling him into the air as Takeru has a hold of Shinji’s right arm with both of his arms and Shinji’s left arm is vice gripped between his legs! Shinji falls onto his back as Takeru turns onto his left and has Shinji in a crucifix pin! The ref goes for the cover! ONE TWO.. Kick out, it almost looked like Takeru had a three count! Takeru looks around in shock, Thunder runs up behind him in his back, Takeru falls into the ropes. Thunder runs at him, Takeru runs at him nailing him with a lariat, Thunder staggers back. Takeru runs at him dropping him with the flowing DDT! Takeru covers him, the referee counts. ONE.. TWO.. .. Shinji pulls Takeru out of the corner, he pushes him back against the guardrail. Shinji slides in, he jerks Thunder up to his feet, he grabs him dropping him down with the WIDE AWAKE (Rolling Elbow!). Shinji covers him, the referee counts. ONE.. TWO.. THREE!!!!! WINNER: Shinji UchikawaDick Morosi: Shinji did it! Despite some stiff competition from Takeru and Thunder, Shinji came out on top! Seth Ericson: Not bad, not bad. I’ve seen better but I’ve seen worse. Dick Morosi: Can you not just be happy? Seth Ericson: When it’s Fridays and I look at what women are posting on twitter. Dick Morosi: ...Boy, if you don’t… In the ring the other two men, and Sanshiro, are up in the ring. Shinji steps up to Thunder first and shares a handshake with him, the two bowing. Shinji repeats this with Sanshiro, and then with Takeru. And then Thunder and Sanshiro turn to Takeru, Thunder extending his hand first to the sushi seller. Takeru takes a look at this extended hand, to Thunder, and to Sanshiro. And he instead turns his back and leaves the ring. He hops the railing and walks up the stairs, disappearing through a door to outside. Shinji, Thunder, and Sanshiro watch him go, confused. But their confusion does not last, as something begins to come over the speakers. “1, 2, 3, 4...” The countdown ends in a distorted yell, the one people have come to fear. And SHOZO steps onto the stage. He’s looked better, bruises so apparent on his side, stitches visible on his face, and welts on his face from the chain-punch of Beowulf. But he still has that familiar lopsided not right smile on his face. In the ring Thunder steps forward, already ready to fight him, but is surprised when Shinji pushes him back. He looks at Thunder and Sanshiro and nods them off with Thunder being very reluctantly led out of the ring and backing away from it by Sanshiro. By this time SHOZO has reached the ring, stepping up onto the ring apron. Shinji is geared up to fight, but SHOZO holds up a finger. And then, he produces a microphone. He enters the ring and Shinji does not waver, but does allow him to speak. And SHOZO begins. SHOZO: Are you ready, Shinji? Are you ready to admit that I was right? Look out at all I’ve done! I’ve destroyed your friends! I’ve destroyed your family! I’ve destroyed that bitch you love! When they go to sleep at night, when they close their eyes, do you know what they see? ME! They see the monster that hurt them, the monster that made them a victim, and in the back of their mind, the absolute back of it...they think about how you failed to save them. SHOZO: Where despite every attempt you made, the absolute BEST you could manage was a draw. A stalemate. You can’t beat me. Surely you can see that now! I’m too strong. By casting off my humanity, I’ve found a strength that no one can surpass. Least of all you. Which means I’m going to succeed. My goal, to bury everyone in this company, to correct the crime of living will succeed...whether or not you’re here. So go. Run away. Be smart, think of that worthless Eleanor..and retire. It’s the only way to stay safe. You understand that, right? Shinji reaches out and yanks the microphone from SHOZO’s hands. The look on his face makes it clear what his answer will be. But one of SHOZO’s hands reaches out, grabbing Shinji by the arm. Their eyes meet, and something in SHOZO’s eyes changes. For a moment, they’re far sadder, far more worn out and exhausted than they’ve been in so long. His next shouts are picked up by the microphone Shinji holds. Shozo Arino: Please! Please just say yes! After everything, you have to see that without this, you will DIE! Everything you've dreamed of, everything you've hoped for, all of your potential, will ROT! Everything... So please....PLEASE! Just say yes....please, Shinji… For a moment, Shinji is silent. He says nothing. He frowns, deeply. And he slowly raises the microphone to his lips. And he speaks one word. Shinji Uchikawa: No. Shinji then drops the microphone and walks away, smacking shoulders with Shozo as he does. He leaves the ring, and begins to walk up the ramp. Shozo, meanwhile, falls to his knees. For a moment, he does not move. And then, he begins to laugh. Loud, uncontrollable laughter, boiling out from him. A shaky hand grabs the microphone, and a loud, mad voice screams out. SHOZO: FINE! Fine! You want to stay where you are? You want to ROT and DIE? Fine. Then I'll do one last favor to you...and I'll be the one to bury you. I challenge you, Shinji! To a match where your worthless backwards morality can't thrive! To where if you want to survive it, you'll finally HAVE to evolve, to become like me! So you'll either Evolve or Die...when you face me in a DEATHMATCH! Shinji stops on the ramp. He turns, briefly, to look at SHOZO. He nods. And then he leaves, as SHOZO continues to cackle in the ring. And on the sight and sound of that laughter...we cut to commercial.
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Post by EXODUS Office on Nov 15, 2015 12:05:44 GMT -6
We come back from commercial, and a few bonsai trees and a nice rug is in the ring, along with a few mood lights and some incense burning around, all before the lights dim and all of a sudden… “I’m Only Joking” by KONGOS starts, and as the Tim Burton-esque music starts up, lights flash around the entrance as faceless people seem to pour out of the entrance, all before… I’m only joking I don’t believe a thing I’ve said What are you smoking? I’m just a-fucking with your head Only a crazy little thing I read Only a crazy little thing I read… And from all that comes a young woman in a long flowing flowery skirt and a black t-shirt, wearing a Court of Owls mask as she gallops down the ramp and aisle as she looks out to the crowd who seems to be amused by her antics before she motions away the strange people who paved the way for her before she leaps to sit on the apron before grabbing the top rope to lift herself into the ring before flipping backward to land on her butt and sit cross legged as she removes her mask to reveal….THE ALLMOTHER, MARA! Dick Morosi: Well, it looks like she was serious about her Zen Garden segment. Seth Ericson: Oh lovely, like we need more crazy… mara: I can hear you, Mr. Ericson. She turns her head and smiles at him, tilting her head as Seth instantly hushes up. mara: Hello, I’m Mara. The time is irrelevant, and I’ll be your tour guide through the Zen Garden! I put out a nice little rug, it really ties the ring together, don’t you agree? With me is my lovely co-host and someone who I think is super pretty, the lovely Audrey Lloris. She’ll bring the cinnamon rolls I baked earlier up for us when we start this talk. ANYWAYS! I called everyone here tonight because I feel like there’s not enough love and caring in the world, and I’m here to play peacemaker with two of my absolute most favorite people in EXODUS Pro. So I’m going to introduce first and foremost...my little boy, Kevin Hardaway! The lights immediately go off in the arena for a few seconds and then come back home to show that Kevin Hardaway is in the ring, leaned across the ring corner wearing just normal street clothes as he waves to Mara unenthusiastically. mara: Have you been eating well? Come on now, Kevin. Anyways, have a seat, get comfortable! Anyways, you sit tight, take a deep breath, and I’m going to introduce my other guest! She’s our San Diego Bay champion, and I once kissed her friend who was full of demons! Here is the one and the only...Ruby Tyler! “Electric Worry” hits over the PA and Ruby Tyler comes out to the ring, ascending the stairs with a scowl on her face as she looks at both mara and Hardaway. Ruby Tyler: Can we get this over with quickly? I'm still bruised up from dealing with Miedo and his carnival of crazy. Kevin Hardaway: And me...I just have stuff to do. mara: First off, I’m under orders from my sister to tell you that if you have physical contact in the ring tonight, I get to put both of you in the corner, and something something you’ll be fired. I don’t know, it’s a lot of legalese. Secondly, could you get the cinnamon rolls, Audrey? And find out why someone in Section B smells like cherry turnover! Okay, okay, we’re here to get to the root of your dysfunction. Consider me your anger sponge! I will absorb all your problems and dysfunction and hopefully I can turn you two into productive lovers and friends! Ruby Tyler: ...He tried to kill me. Repeatedly. I’m pretty sure that covers it. Kevin Hardaway: I...ummm...she’s kind of right. I honestly have an explanation for all of this. She’s literally batshit insane. There was no other choice. Swear to Jebus! mara: Well, that’s a dilly of a pickle… Ruby Tyler: Sure, you start the murder attempts and I’m the crazy one for fighting back. Yeah. Okay. mara: STOP IT! First off, we both know I’m the craziest person in the ring, and neither of you are insane. You’re both full of anger issues. You probably need to get laid or something. mara then turns and winks at the camera, all before she nudges Kevin, and then Ruby. As mara is nudging at Ruby, Kevin looks at Ruby with the look of a thousand weirdos. That look that Jim gives to the camera from The Office type of look. mara: Secondly, I think that you both should take a moment and start to repair some of this. I want each of you to say one nice thing about the other. Kevin, you go first. Kevin Hardaway: NO! I DON’T WANNA! Kevin then crosses his arms and gives mara a frowny face. She then quickly slaps him upside the head. mara: KEVIN AUGUSTUS TYRION DARYL NERMAL HOMER JAY HARDAWAY THE FOURTH! Do as your mother says and say one nice thing about Ms. Tyler. Ruby Tyler: ...Homer? Kevin Hardaway: It’s a long story. mara And a longer conception. Ruby Tyler: So I get fired if I start a fight with him... too bad your sister didn’t say anything about clubbing you with one of these potted plants... Kevin Hardaway: You know what...hell is freezing over AS WE SPEAK! because I agree with you, sweetheart. Ruby Tyler: How much longer am I contractually obligated to sit through this crap? mara: Another fifteen minutes if you keep delaying this therapy session, Ruby. Ruby Tyler: Then by all means, go ahead and let’s get this f***ing thing over with. mara: I can personally attest Wicked J isn’t demonic, just stupid. ANYWAYS, Ruby, say one nice thing about Kevin, his ego and self esteem could probably use it right about now! You have kind of pummeled him up and down the west coast…. Ruby Tyler: With a slight detour in Las Vegas. I’ve never wanted to kill anyone quite as much as I want to kill him. That’s about all I got. mara: Well...I suppose that’s a start. Kevin? Kevin Hardaway: Well...I’ll never watch Jurassic World the same way again. That about covers that end of the spectrum. Ruby fixes him with an expression that makes the audience very glad that looks cannot actually kill, otherwise Kevin Hardaway’s dead body would be lying in the ring at that moment. Kevin Hardaway: A look I know very well from the looks of it. mara: Well, I don’t know if you mean she looks like Chris Pratt, but they’re both kinda hunky dreamboats. mara bats her eyelashes at Ruby. mara: Okay, well, it seems like both of you seem to struggle saying something nice about the other. So let’s fix this. Ruby, I’d like you to tell me why you suggested facing Kevin in this Funeral Procession match at The Autumn Effect, a match so violent that my brother literally had TO MAKE IT UP just to put down Daisuke Iwakuma. And Kevin, I’d like to know why you accepted the challenge. Please phrase all answers in the form of a haiku, and use a British accent when replying! Ruby Tyler: You know what? I’m done here. I don’t buy this Manic Pixie Dream Girl for the Criminally Insane act and I’m not your goddamn performing monkey. I picked the match because if my career is going to be defined by one match with him, I want it to be the one in which I end his life. I am done with him, with you, and with just about everybody else. I’ll see you at the Autumn Effect, I have more important shit to do here. On her way out, Ruby kicks over several of the potted plants. mara: You probably should come back, seeing as I have information pertinent to your match I’m about to tell you, IF YOU WOULD JUST LISTEN! At the bottom of the ramp, Ruby turns around and looks back at mara. Ruby Tyler: THEN SAY IT INSTEAD OF PUTTING US THROUGH THIS CRAP FOR YOUR OWN SICK AMUSEMENT. Kevin Hardaway: What she said. mara: Well, actually, I think the fans are kind of enjoying this. And to her surprise, the crowd is ACTUALLY cheering for this strange display of insanity and dysfunction, leading mara to smile, still in disbelief that worked. As she looks on towards the fans, behind her, Kevin is trying to mouth to Ruby “What the holy fuck is going on here?” To her credit, Ruby just shrugs and rolls her eyes. mara: Oh...I actually wasn’t expecting that! WELL THANK YOU, BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE! Anywaaaaaaaaays, so it turns out that my sister couldn’t sanction your match. There was no referee crazy, dumb, or stupid enough to get in the middle of you two after your last few displays of love taps. So she was in a bit of a conundrum, and I told her that I’d help, simply because you two were going to be my first guests. That said, you guys now have a referee for your match. mara grins and waves at them, ripping off her shirt to reveal a black and white striped shirt….with the stripes horizontally. mara: Oh...that always works in the cartoons. ANYWAYS, HI I’M YOUR REFEREE! Kevin just facepalms himself against the top turnbuckle and immediately sighs. Kevin Hardaway: Okay, as far as we ALL know, I’m insane to the NTH degree, and even I think I’ve lost my god damned mind right now. Ruby Tyler: ...Fine. Great. Whatever. Are we done here? mara: No, there’s still cinnamon rolls! Ruby Tyler: Oh go shove them up your *bleep*, you *bleeping* psychotic *bleep*! In an instant, Kevin also leaves the ring, not following Ruby but walking under his own accord. Even he’s seen enough of this madness to last a lifetime. mara: On the plus side, we avoided the typical talk show breaking down into a brawl moment. I’d consider this first show a success! Tune in next show, where I hope to have a LAZERADE! tasting with Cassius Reed, and we’ll learn to make crownies! Thanks for having me, guys, and until next time, remember we’re all a little mad here! “I’m Only Joking” starts to play again, and mara begins doing a little shimmy as she remains seated while we go to commercial.
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Post by EXODUS Office on Nov 15, 2015 12:58:22 GMT -6
We come back from commercial, and sitting on one of the production crates while holding the (R)Evolution World Title, with Siobhan Mahoney leaning on the crate and staying close to him, is Carey Caldwell. In his War Machines hockey jersey, he keeps looking down as he clutches the title in his lap.
Carey Caldwell: For the past five months, all I've ever heard is people doubt the legitimacy of me being World Champion. Vivi didn't buy it until I punched her in the mouth right outta here. NoVaK didn't buy it until I dropped him off a ladder right outta here. And quite frankly, my own "friend" Jackie Fowler didn't believe it until I punched him right into a draw. The fact is, I've been doing a lot of work proving people wrong and doing their own dirty work while proving that I'll fight every battle I put myself into. People seem to think that I don't want to own up to my words or my deeds, but I've fought all my battles, and I haven't been afraid to take up my sword to people who want a piece of me. Of course, there are people out there who are still going to doubt me, and still going to not appreciate the fact I did most of the fucking work for them.
You wanna know why I've changed, Jackie? You and others who romanticize the Booze Brothers wanna know why I've changed? Part of it is because I've grown up and learned to handle my own. That's part of becoming a man. And the other part is because I've got the weight of the world on my shoulders as a World Champion, something you've never ever had to experience and something you may never experience when you keep acting like the immature prick you're showing the world you are. And yeah, I don't always do the right thing, and that's what brings me to The Autumn Effect. I'm defending the belt twice two days, and that's on me. Not on Darrin Stearns, not on Issac Solor or Elizabeth Lannister, but me. And it's going to be my own will and determination that gets me out of Autumn Effect 3 still (R)Evolution Wrestling World Champion.
Issac, Elizabeth, no matter what order I choose to face you in, and I already know what order I'm facing you in as my choice, I know that neither of you are going to stop me from showing the world what I'm capable of. The truth is that I know people are going to doubt me again. And the truth is, I know that Jackie's going to talk a lot of crap because he's mad I don't laugh at his sophomoric humor anymore. But given that neither of my opponents know what it really means to be a champion, let me drop a little knowledge on you guys.
Issac, you seem to think you're the authority on "coming correct," but the truth is you don't know the first thing about it. You pick your fights, and you back them up with a whole lot of Twitter talk. But that's it. You keep right on talking, and while you've been posturing yourself to be this unstoppable force of nature in (R)Evolution, keep in mind I'm not the one throwing the War Machines in front of you, that's the front office. And while it's great and the guys and I respect what you've done, everyone talks their crap until they get punched in the mouth. So while I've shown you your respect, don't think for a moment you've shown me any. You've patronized me, you've talked down to me, and you seem to think that I haven't noticed that, but believe me...I have. And it's the reason why when I take you out at the Autumn Effect, it's going to be sweet to watch the little asshole that could have to admit this entire time that the guy he's been treating like his inferior is about to make him regret the day he challenged me. So while you might think you know what it means to come correct, I'm going to show you that I've known better than you all along. I'm about to show you what war really means, and maybe you'll realize that you picked the wrong fight with one of the few tried and true battle born.
And Elizabeth? Don't think I forgot about you and your latte sipping bitchface. You can march your ass right on over to your nearest Starbucks, grab a Pumpkin Spice or a Peppermint Mocha, and then pray to god I don't break all your fingers so you can grip the red cup. See, what separates me from you is that while you proclaim yourself a queen like anyone but the doofus in the cowboy hat and the weasel that's going to lose his two front teeth later tonight is that while you have to insist to everyone you're a queen, I went to war to make myself a king. Heavy is the head that wears the crown, but you don't know that pressure like I do. It forged me, Lannister. It made me who I am, and who I'll be, and it's through the blood, fire, and flames that I will walk through to the pre-show for AE3 and turn your perpetual lemon face into hamburger helper. Yeah, see if Weasel will wanna put his lips on that when I'm through with you. See, everyone knows it, Elizabeth. They know you don't handle pressure. They know that you need to play head games with people, that you had to build a hype train with Jimmy Riley and everyone else to convince people that you're a "future ace". Well, judging by the fact that two out of the other three aces Jimmy Riley manages think you're a steaming pile of Damon, I'd say you're probably not what you seem. As far as I'm concerned, you're just another one of the peanut gallery, dropping your two cents.
Tonight, you get to find out what I mean when I say I hit harder, I fight harder, and I work harder than any of my predecessors and why I'm the indestructible, unbreakable, undeniable, and undisputed War Machine of the next generation. You're going to understand what I mean when I tell the world that I truly am The Last of My Kind, and why when it comes to (R)Evolution Wrestling, there's no better king for war time, than a War Machine. And the two of you scrubs? Well, I'll let Irish earn her paycheck.
Siobhan Mahoney: Might start by letting me get a word in edgewise, rebel.
Carey Caldwell: Sorry, I had a lot to get off my chest there.
Siobhan Mahoney: Well hopefully ye took care of it now. Back to the point though. Lannister, Solo, ye picked a bad time to not be on the champ's good side. And ye know what the worst of it is? It's the fact that ye think ya still have a chance when it's all said and done. Rebel over here? He's dealt with a hell of a lot worse than ye both and he's walked out unscathed. The lad's definitely battle born, and you two? Well I just don't think either of ye are ready to face a War Machine in his natural territory. So as far as I'm concerned, ye both can expect...to get wrecked.
Carey Caldwell: What can I say? She says it better than I do sometimes. Catch you kids on the flip side.
Carey throws the belt over his shoulder and reaches for Siobhan's hand as they walk off and we fade to commercial.
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Post by EXODUS Office on Nov 15, 2015 13:34:19 GMT -6
As we come back from commercial, the scene shifts to another part of the famed RIMAC Arena, where we spot the always intrepid interviewer to the stars, Tom Matheny, standing in front of the familiar EXODUS background in the area set aside for backstage interviews. In his left hand is a microphone and in his right, a stack of index cards with notes about the various stars he would be interviewing. As he sorts through the cards, the sound of shuffling feet off to his left side cause him to stop what he was doing. Standing next to him, already dressed to compete, is none other than Savannah Taylor. The jacket that she wears to the ring is draped over her shoulder as she regards Tom with a slight tilt of her head. Tom clears his throat as he begins the interview. Tom Matheny: Savannah, thank you for taking time out of your busy day today to agree to this interview. Savannah Taylor: Just make it quick, ok? I have a main event to finish getting ready for. Tom Matheny: I’ll make this as quick as possible. Savannah Taylor: Why do I have a feeling you say that to every woman you meet? She says with a grin as Tom turns a slight shade of crimson. Tom Matheny: Anyway, tonight you are taking part in the always entertaining Triangle Trios main event where you are partners with EXODUS’ Ace Fiona Collins and the World champion himself Chris Strike. How do you plan on getting along with them in hopes of securing a victory? The expression on Savannah’s face changes as she adjusts her jacket over her shoulder. Savannah Taylor: It’s no secret that I am not the biggest fan of one Fiona Collins. That is fairly well documented. To be honest, I’m not Chris Strike’s biggest fan either. But I am willing to set aside whatever issues we may have for the sake of winning. Because no offense to the other two teams, me, Chris and Fiona are the three best that EXODUS has to offer. And at the end of the night? We will be left standing victorious. Tom Matheny: Obviously the next big event we have coming up is The Autumn Effect. What are your plans for that, if any? Savannah Taylor: It’s funny you should mention that, because I’m taking a page from Cassius Reed and Sydney Christensen’s playbook and making my own match. All I’ve wanted for a while is to be taken seriously as a threat around here. All I want is to prove myself against the very best that EXODUS has to offer. So in regards to The Autumn Effect, I’m talking directly to a woman who people talked about in near reverent whispers. I know dancing is your forte, and you are a pretty good wrestler to boot. So what I am asking is, if you are feeling up for it, why don’t you lace up your wrestling boots and we can have ourselves quite the dance. What say you……Heather Lasiewicz? Are you up for it? I want to see first hand what everyone talks about in regards to the ring. Let me know either way. An audible hush comes over the crowd as both the crowd and Tom Matheny are stunned. Savannah can only smirk as she shifts her jacket to the opposite shoulder and walks off as the scene shifts to another area. SIX-PERSON TAG MATCH THE WAR MACHINES (Carey Caldwell, Naiser King, & Gunnar Stahl) vs. ELIZABETH LANNISTER & THE QUEENSGUARD"Massive Addictive" by Amaranthe starts, and the crowd jeers as they instantly see who's arriving from the back! Carrying Elizabeth Lannister on their shoulders to the ring, Sue and Damon Alexander take in the jeers as the crowd is clearly not a fan of any of the trio. Dick Morosi: Seth, the crowd tonight is really giving it to the number one contender to the (R)Evolution World Title, and her partners the Tag Team Champions. Seth Ericson: Damon Alexander has a face so punchable, even I want to punch it. And that says a lot, since most people want to punch me. Dick Morosi: I...can't argue that one. But if the hate for those three is audible, you have to wonder how the cheers are going to be when their opponents come out! The lights dim throughout the arena, and then suddenly distorted guitars play as the opening riff by Tom Morello for "Set It Off" by Audioslave starts to play as the crowd can hear the engines revving of motorcycles start to be heard! He was standing at the rock Gathering the flock And getting there with no directions And underneath the arch, it turned into a march And there he found the spark to set this fucker off! The bikes pour out from the back as the trio of Gunnar Stahl, Naiser King, and the (R)Evolution Wrestling World Champion Carey Caldwell pour out from the back, along with Siobhan Mahoney riding on the back of Carey's bike! In their gear and War Machine kuttes, the trio circle the ring on their bikes, revving the engines all before they stop them near ringside, hopping off their bikes. Without hesitation, Carey reaches back as Siobhan hands him his crowbar before the trio run into the ring and Carey starts swinging around his crowbar as he has to be physically restrained by Naiser from going after Damon already. The referee tries to get control of the match as the two teams get in their respective corners. Carey Caldwell wants to start the match, and as soon as the bell rings, he instantly goes after Damon Alexander, who quickly tags in his partner Sue to prevent the champ from getting into the ring with him. Carey scowls as he points at Damon, but Gunnar asks Carey to tag him in so he can get his shot at Sue. Carey looks back at his partner and friend and tags in Stahl, giving him a chance to go after Sue. The bell rings and Stahl starts charging in and attacking Sue, pummeling him with fists as he backs him up toward the ropes before kneeing him in the midsection and whipping him to the ropes before nailing him with a huge lariat! He starts to pick up The Queensguard's big enforcer before Stahl calls to the crowd and reaches out his arm, tagging in The War Machines' own Mountain himself, Naiser King! The crowd erupts as Naiser tags in and he lifts up Sue and drops him with a massive belly to belly suplex that leaves Sue reeling before King catches him again and throws him with an overhead belly to belly suplex, before King lifts him up and drops him with a spinebuster before tagging in the World Champ, who he lifts up and drops on Sue rocket launcher style! Carey bounces off the ropes and as soon as Sue sits up to recover, Carey nails him with a huge knee to the face before bouncing off the ropes by Sue's head before leaping up and nailing a huge fist drop to the face of one half of the Tag Team Champs! the crowd is cheering, and Carey just looks on at Lannister and Alexander, waiting for one of them to challenge him! Dick Morosi: WELL! This isn't starting as well as Damon and Elizabeth were hoping. Seth Ericson: Considering just what those two have done to rile up Carey Caldwell, one of them looks like they're going to have to face the music now. Damon finally relents and gets into the ring to replace Sue, and Damon instantly tries coming in swinging at Carey who ducks. Damon tries to nail a huge hook of his own, but Carey ducks! Damon swings and Carey ducks again...AND POKES DAMON IN THE EYE! Carey laughs and points at Damon before slapping him right across the face before he leaps up and brings down Damon with a Thesz press before he starts pummeling Damon and sneering as he is actually attempting to punch out Damon's front teeth! The referee tries to pull Carey off, and when he finally does, he looks down at Damon and starts screaming at him. The referee admonishes Carey before Carey goes and tags in Naiser, who waits as Carey whips Damon into him, and Naiser turns Damon inside out with a lariat! Naiser lifts up Damon, who rakes Naiser in the eyes before he sneaks behind King and chop blocks him before tagging in Elizabeth quickly, who goes to start working over King's knee. Naiser tries to kick her off, but Lannister is tenacious, and tries to wrap herself around King's leg to work the knee and ankle. Seth Ericson: Smart move there by Lannister! His moves are most effective when he's at a vertical base, and if he can't support himself, he can't throw her around! Lannister kicks the inside of King's knee before tagging in Sue, who comes in and drops a big elbow on the torso of the Mountain Machine as he leaves King reeling. Gunnar and Carey are stretching out to tag themselves in, but Sue pulls him back and starts kneeing Nasier in the ribs repeatedly. Naiser gets up slightly and Sue elbows him in the back by his kidney before tagging in Damon, who uses his boxing skills to pepper Naiser with body shots, leaving the Mountain Machine reeling for a moment. Naiser tries to take a swing at Damon, who starts using quick footwork to weave and dodge, laughing as he basically slaps Naiser across the face, still bobbing and weaving to avoid Naiser, laughing and smirking the entire time. Naiser lunges toward Damon, who steps back and laughs as he tags in Elizabeth, who basically mocks like Naiser is "bowing" before her. Giving him a boot to the face that basically is a mocking face wash, Elizabeth tries to put him in a fujiwara armbar, but the crowd is clearly behind Naiser, who is listening to the crowd get behind him while Carey and Gunnar are slapping the turnbuckle in their corner and screaming for him. Elizabeth looks to clinch that armbar in further, but Carey has had enough and runs in, giving a huge sliding kick that nails Elizabeth in the face! The crowd is starting to roar as Carey and Gunnar start trying to attack Elizabeth and the Queensguard, but the referee is trying to keep them in their corners while the trio attacks the giant Mountain. The crowd jeers at the illegal triple team, and Damon looks like he wants to punk out Carey as they finally get in their corner in time for the referee to see the villainous trio getting back in the corner as they've mocked a tag to Damon, who kicks Naiser flush in his stomach doubling him over catching him with a hard punch, which stuns Naiser. Damon pulls him up grabbing him around his wrist. Damon moves to step around, but Naiser pulls Damon around nailing him with a clothesline, which flips Damon over onto the mat. Naiser pulls Damon up to his feet, he looks in the direction of the Queensguard’s corner. He lifts Damon up throwing him down hard to the mat with a T-bone suplex. Naiser turns with an intense look on his face, as he stares at Queensguard’s corner once again. Naiser turns pulling Damon off the mat and he grabs him around his wrist sending him hard into the corner. Naiser charges in at him, but Damon moves out of the way. Damon runs at Naiser clipping his knee with a chop block. Damon rises to his feet, as Naiser lays in the corner riving in pain grabbing at his knee. Damon moves across the ring tagging in Sue. Dick Morosi: Damon Alexander making the tag to Sue! Seth Ericson:: Naiser King is in serious pain grabbing at his knee. Dick Morosi: Knowing Naiser, he will fight through the pain! Sue pulls Naiser out of the corner. He pulls his hand back to land a punch, but Naiser blocks it. Naiser comes at Sue nailing him with punch, after punch, which stuns Sue. Naiser grabs the stunned Sue throwing him with an exploder suplex. Sue lays on the mat flat on his back, as Naiser moves toward his corner tagging in Gunnar Stahl. Sue rises up slowly to his feet, as he does Gunnar leaps into the air nailing him with a dropkick sending Sue back down to the mat. Gunnar rises up to his feet, as the crowd is getting behind Gunnar. Sue slowly moves up to his feet, as Gunnar runs toward him, he gets met with a knee to the stomach, which flips Gunnar over onto the mat. Sue turns looking down at Gunnar, as he lays on the mat grabbing at his stomach. Dick Morosi: Sue has that ruthless look on his face! Seth Ericson:: Gunnar Stahl better do something! Sue pulls Gunnar off the mat sending him hard into the ropes. Gunnar runs off the ropes back at Sue, he lifts Gunnar up sending him down with a hard spinebuster. Sue rises up to his feet moving back into his corner tagging in Elizabeth Lannister. She slowly moves into the ring, as she looks across the ring at Caldwell. Lannister pulls Stahl off the mat nailing him with a hard punch, which stuns Gunnar knocking him falling against the ropes. Gunnar comes off the ropes at Lannister for a clothesline, but Lannister ducks under the clothesline attempt. Lannister turns nailing Gunnar with a throat thrust, which staggers Gunnar. She grabs Gunnar around his arm sending him into the corner. Lannister runs in at him for a corner clothesline, but Gunnar moves out of the way. Dick Morosi: Gunnar Stahl moves just in time! Gunnar turns Lannister around in the corner. He starts throwing punches, and kicks at her. Gunnar pulls Lannister out of the corner grabbing her around the head. He sends her down into the mat with a DDT. Gunnar rises up to his feet, he tags in Carey Caldwell. He runs into the ring, as Lannister returns to her feet. Caldwell throws a stiff forearm strike at Lannister, which staggers her back a few steps. Caldwell locks his arms around Lannister, as he has her back turned. He throws Lannister with a release German suplex! Caldwell looks around, as the crowd gets behind him. Lannister rises up to her feet, as she does Caldwell charges at her for a spear, but Lannister dodges out of the way. Lannister steps back, as Caldwell starts to get up. She runs at him nailing Caldwell with a shining wizard. Lannister covers him, the referee counts. ONE! TWO! ...KICKOUT!! Lannister rises to her feet tagging in Damon. He runs into the ring kicking Caldwell with a hard kick flush to the side of his head. Damon pulls Caldwell up, as he does Caldwell comes up nailing Damon with a stiff European uppercut, which staggers him. Caldwell runs at Damon nailing him with the running high knee! Caldwell covers Damon, the referee counts. ONE! TWO! ... Lannister breaks up the count. the referee gets Lannister out of the ring. Caldwell points at Lannister, as she stands on the ring apron. Caldwell tags in Naiser, who steps through the ropes looking around. Naiser rushes at Damon sending him down with a shoulder tackle. He turns pulling Damon off the mat and Naiser leans Damon over lifting him up sending him down with All the King's Horses (Sit-Out Powerbomb)! Naiser looks around, as he steps out to the ring apron. He makes his way up to the top rope. Naiser stands on the top rope, as he does Lannister moves into the ring. the referee tries to get him out of the ring, Sue pushes Naiser off the top rope. Dick Morosi: Did you see that!! Seth Ericson:: That makes me sick!! Damon steps back, as he waits for a Supernova Lariat. Naiser slowly rises up to his feet. Damon runs at him, but Caldwell pulls Naiser out of the way! Dick Morosi: The Queensguard just got a taste of their own medicine! Caldwell is forced out of the ring as Naiser tags in Gunnar. He moves into the ring, as Damon tags in Sue. He runs into the ring, as he does Gunnar meets him kicking, and punching away on Sue. He grabs him around the arm stepping around on him. Gunnar sends Sue down with a side Russian leg sweep. Gunnar covers him, the referee counts ONE! TWO! .... Damon breaks it up! Naiser runs into the ring at Damon, and they start trading punches. Caldwell runs into the ring, as Elizabeth meets him halfway. They begin to roll around punching at one another. Dick Morosi: This has broken down! Seth Ericson:: You can say that again! In the middle of the ring, Damon sends Naiser into the ropes and on the rebound Naiser charges up with a lariat but Damon ducks only to leave Sue in the way as he eats Naiser’s large arm but Damon uses the big mans momentum against him as they both fall out of the ring. Sue is on dream street as hangs on the ropes, refusing to go down but Gunnar is ready as he hits the Gunnar Hook dropping Sue like a bag of hammers as Gunnar scrambles over Sue’s body for the cover! ONE… TWO… THREE! Dick Morosi: And through the chaos, the War Machines are victorious tonight! WINNER: The War MachinesSeth Ericson: GO WAR MACHINES! Dick Morosi: I'm pretty sure that's the first time I've heard you say that. Seth Ericson: I miiiiiiiight have had a few drinks during our break! Dick Morosi: ...I knew that water bottle didn't have water in it. Seth Ericson: NOPE! Let's go to backstage while I get more gin! Two of the non-combatant guests tonight, Kohei Obata and Hajime Kon... guests from Kingdom of Japan, students of Genji Yamato, and the current #1 Contenders to the (r)Evolution World Tag Team Titles (next week on REVO TV!). They are both dressed casually, in street clothes, merely watching their fellow wrestlers as they walk backstage... but then a phone rings. It's Obata's. Kohei Obata: Kon, wait a moment. [Answers the phone] Hello, this is Obata! Kon merely watches as his partner, who has been acting strange and secretive of late, takes this latest phone call... filled with "Yes," "Uh huh," and "I understand." Obata does hang up finally... Hajime Kon: だから、その後、誰でしたか? Kohei Obata: Nobody... nothing you need to be concerned about, friend. Obata slaps Kon on the back, as pals do sometimes... Kohei Obata: Next (r)Evolution show, we finally have our chance at Queensguard! Hajime Kon: Yes. 私は本当にデイモンアレキサンダーをピン止めで別のショットをしたいです! Kohei Obata: And you will, friend Kon. You WILL. I have... a very good feeling about this match. Kon makes a fist, as does Obata, and they fist-bump one another. Hajime Kon: 勝利は手にあります!私はそれらの選手権に勝つために待つことができません! Kohei Obata: Nor I, friend... nor I... Kon has an eager smile on his face, as he keeps walking, while Obata pauses a moment, shows off a slightly evil, mischievous smirk, and catches up with his partner as we fade to commercial...
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Post by EXODUS Office on Nov 15, 2015 13:40:45 GMT -6
Dick Morosi: We're back from commercial and ready for our next match! Seth Ericson: Yes we are! Issac Solo has been making quite a name for himself down in (r)Evolution and now he's accepted a challenge from the one and only Justin Brooks! Dick Morosi: This'll be a good warm-up for his match against Carey. After taking on Brooks, Carey Caldwell will feel like a light workout! Let's go to the ring! ブルックス ウィル
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あなた The lights out. The arena is plunged into darkness as EXODUS PRO crowd rumbles with excitement as a few cellphone screens light up sprinkling throughout the darkness like fireflies. 私を倒すために、あなたが苦しむことがあります David Zinkus: “Now coming to ring...hailing from Atlanta, Georgia by way of Knoxville, Tennessee...he is the EXODUS PRO INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION...the Monster of the Bay, Justin BROOKS! The heavy drum and bass of the "March of Death" pours through the PA system as a single spotlight shines at the entrance as from the curtain come the Big Bad Brooks, paying homage to his many months on the Japanese circuit for the KJPW. With a black hood sweatshirt with his hood up over his head, he slowly makes his way towards the ring. He receives a mixed reaction upon his appearance as his strides are long and slowly as he finally reaches the steel steps and climbs into the ring with the EXODUS Pro International Title in his hands. Crossing the ring, the lights up to him holding the International Title high in the air as he holds a microphone in his hands. Justin Brooks: When I first won the International Title from Christian Kane, my goal was make the International Championship something to be proud of...something that was worth having, something worth more than just being a hot potato for those who wanted the World Championship...and while yes, the World Championship is the pinnacle of this business...but this… Justin holds up the International Championship once again before placing it back on his right shoulder. Justin Brooks: This is what it’s all about...this is worth fighting for. Not some record, not some glory or fanfare...this is for those who are willing to fight, willing to get dirty, willing to do what it takes to prove that they are the best. That they are better than the man across from them, I put Savannah Taylor through a table for this, so what I’m going to do is simple...who wants to dance with a Monster at a shot at immorality? Dick Morosi: Holy crap...Justin Brooks is putting the International Championship on the line tonight...against all comers! Seth Ericson: Say what you want to about Justin Brooks...but I’ll be damned if he ain’t a fighting Champion, but the question is...who’s gonna take him up on his offer? Immediately, "Nate" by Vince Staples kicks in. Out into the arena steps Issac Solo, as the crowd pops! Dressed only in his ring gear, with a white towel draped over the back of his neck. He clutches to the towel with both hands, as he makes his way in, tossing the towel ringside as he prepares to fight.... Seth Ericson: And when you want a fight...this is the man who answers but yet Justin looks like he’s pleased with who’s just shown up and answered his call. Justin smiles and nods his head as he hands the International Title to the referee who holds it up in the air. INTERNATIONAL TITLE MATCH JUSTIN BROOKS (EXODUS Pro International Champion) vs. ISSAC SOLODavid Zinkus: Ladies and Gentlemen...this is match up for the Exodus Pro International Championship...introducing first the challenger, representing Revolution Wrestling, hailing from Long Beach, California...ISSAC SOLO! There are cheers for Issac as he stands in the neutral corner, eyeing the International Championship. David Zinkus: ...and now introducing the champion, hailing from Knoxville, Tennessee...he is the reigning and defending International Champion...he is ‘The Monster of the Bay’ Justin Brooks! There is a mixed reaction from the crowd as Justin stands with his arms crossed over his chest as he just stares are Issac ready to get down for a solid fight. Dick Morosi: We are set for action, as Issac Solo takes on the Exodus Pro International Champion Justin Brooks for a impromptu International Title match! Seth Ericson: These two are heavy hitters, this could get physical. The bell sounds, they move into a collar and elbow tie up, Issac shoots around taking Brooks into a rear waist lock, he lock his hands tight around Brooks, as he tries to break free. Brooks manages to shoot around on Issac reversing the hold taking Issac into a rear waist lock of his own. He lifts Issac up with a belly-to-back takedown. Brooks spins around on Issac taking him into a front facelock, he turns taking him into a side headlock, as he sits on one knee. Issac forces Brooks up to his feet, he walks him back against the ropes, and sends Brooks off. He runs across the ring into the ropes, he runs back at Issac, he leapfrogs him over, as Brooks runs across the ring into the ropes. Issac drops down, as Brooks runs over Issac back into the ropes. Brooks charges back at Issac, as he jumps for a leapfrog Brooks grabs him throwing Issac down with a scoop slam. Dick Morosi: Justin Brooks was waiting on that leapfrog! Seth Ericson: Justin Brooks had that well scouted, he is a seasoned ring veteran. Brooks lands repeated stomps down onto Issac. He pulls him up to his feet, he leans over lifting him up throwing Issac down hard onto the mat with a hard bodyslam. Brooks pulls Issac to his feet once again, he grabs him around his head wrenching his arms tight around his head. Issac locks his arms around Brooks, he lifts him up planting him down with a backdrop suplex. Brooks staggers through back to his feet, as Issac charges at him nailing him with a hard lariat. Issac pulls Brooks to his feet, he has him leaned over nailing him with repeated knee strikes landing flush into Brooks’s face. Issac grabs Brooks around his waist, as he does Brooks nails Issac with a back elbow. Brooks pulls Issac up, he drops him across his knee for a backbreaker. He lifts him up throwing him with a fall away slam. Dick Morosi: Justin Brooks showing his strength with that fall away slam! Seth Ericson: Justin Brooks is as tough and strong as they come! Brooks pulls Issac to his feet, he grabs Issac throwing him with a gutwrench suplex. Issac pulls himself up by the ropes and Brooks runs at him for a clothesline, but Issac ducks under the clothesline attempt. Issac grabs Brooks quickly throwing him back with a German suplex. Issac rolls through back to his feet still holding onto Brooks, he throws him with another German suplex. Issac swings through moving back to his feet holding onto Brooks, he lifts him up throwing him back with a release German suplex! Issac rises to his feet, as Brooks lays flat on his back on the mat. Issac moves into the corner, rushing out Issac leaps with a jumping leg drop and Issac he covers him. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Brooks stumbles to his feet, as Issac runs at him nailing him flush into his face with a stiff running European uppercut, which staggers Brooks. Issac steps back running off the ropes, he runs back at Brooks, he locks his arms around Issac throwing him down with a powerslam. Both men are laying on the mat, as the referee stands over them. Brooks slowly rises to his feet, he pulls Issac up off the mat whipping him into the corner. Brooks runs in at Issac hitting him with a clothesline in the corner. Brooks steps back, he runs back at Issac, but he comes out of the corner nailing Brooks with a stiff running lariat, which sends Brooks down to the mat. Brooks moves to one knee, with his lip busted. Issac runs at him nailing him flush into his face with the Ohio Valley Boot (Sick Kick). Issac covers him, as the referee counts. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Dick Morosi: That was so close! Seth Ericson: These two are not holding back! Dick Morosi: Do you expect anything less than hard hitting from these two! Seth Ericson: No way! Issac pulls Brooks to his feet, he pushes him back against the ropes. Issac goes to hit Brooks, but Brooks nails him with a stiff punch, which staggers Issac. Brooks pulls Issac through the ropes, he grabs him around his head planting him into the ring apron with a DDT. Issac falls onto the floor, as the referee screams for them to get back into the ring. Brooks stands on Issac's throat choking him with a choke, as he stands on Issac's throat, as he fights to get Brooks off his throat. Brooks steps back, as the referee counts. ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! Brooks pulls Issac up to his feet, he goes to send him into the guardrail, but Issac reverses it throwing Brooks into the guardrail. Brooks staggers off the guardrail, as Issac locks his arms around him throwing Brooks onto the floor with a belly to belly suplex. SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! TEN! ELEVEN! Issac pulls Brooks's head up, he nails him with repeated stiff palm strikes landing flush into Brooks's face. Issac steps back, as Brooks grabs Issac around his tights throwing him over onto the floor. The referee continues his count. TWELVE! THIRTEEN! FOURTEEN! FIFTEEN! Brooks pulls Issac to his feet, as he hits him with a stiff punch, Issac comes back with a stiff forearm strike. Both men start exchanging punches, as the count keeps going. SIXTEEN! SEVENTEEN! EIGHTEEN! NINETEEN! TWENTY! David Zinkus: This match has been ruled a double count out!! Dick Morosi: This one is over, as it has ended in a double count out! WINNER: Double Count OutBoth men get separated, as they stare at one another as the crowd cheers for the fight they just witness. Justin is the first to break as he smiles and offers out his hand, which Issac accepts in a firm handshake as Justin pulls him in with a quick bro hug. While the outcome of a countout wasn’t what the International Champion, Justin Brooks, had in mind he had received exactly what he wanted. A fight. Issac Solo had produced just that making sure that his presence was felt even though he didn’t walk away with the International title, the soreness that Justin felt with each step throughout the RIMAC Arena. With a soft smile spread upon his lips, he nods his head to the various stagehands and shaking hands to those he approached. Rounding the corner DeMarcus Gresham is seen with an unreadable face and demanding stride looking around keeping clear of the vibrant movement of others. Seeing the International Champion ahead of him his expression doesn’t change nor his focus in direction as they close in on each other. DeMarcus Gresham: ...Champion Brooks. It is said deadpanned with a slight nod his expression unchanging. Justin Brooks: Mr. Gresham, I would say it's good to see you but I'm more shocked. But that's here nor there, son. Do we have any business, Mr. Gresham, because you of all people can understand that time is money...and my time is very expensive. Gresham gives a barely seen roll of the eyes before standing looking toward Brooks. DeMarcus Gresham: Don’t be shocked. I am not unemployed, just a slight setback. Allow this moment to be considered the comeback shall we? As it seems you are having a hard time finding a worthwhile opponent for your title. Not that I am surprised considering the vagrants amongst us. If your time was money...truly, you wouldn’t of been in the ring with whoever that was earlier. You have time and so do I why don’t you really try for the abundance of funds? I am still looking for that one who can and will pin me for three. Will you take my immortality Brooks? With a smile spread upon the lips of The Monster of the Bay as Justin closed the already small gap between them. Justin Brooks: Solo was the one who answered the bell when I rang it, that kid has got more fight in him than half the people on the Main Roster and for that, I’ll forever respect the guy. But for you… Justin chuckles as he looks down at the International Title that sits on his right shoulder. Justin Brooks: ...I’m not looking just to pin you for three, Gresham. I’m looking to kick your ass plain and simple. But if you’re ready to throw hands with a Monster, well, who am I to stop you. I’ll see you soon DeMarcus, I hope you know what you’re getting yourself into because once the bell rings, you’re going to find out how mortal you really are. DeMarcus merely nods not giving an inch looking Justin in the eyes searching. DeMarcus Gresham: Such malice. For what reason? For humor's sake? To be this ‘monster’ you proclaim to be? To kick the posterior of those you ‘feel’ needs deserves kicking? DeMarcus’ head tilts slightly as he never wanes in his eye contact of Brooks. DeMarcus Gresham: I am clearly aware that I am a mortal. Capacity to feel pain, take injury, and dare I say die? Immortality doesn’t lie in bone and sinew dear Monster. It lies in the spirit of man. The strength of the soul. To endure. Outlast. Conquer. Solo may have been the man who answered the bell when you rang upon it. I...am the man that will end your days ringing said bell. Enlighten yourself to that possibility Brooks or you have already lost. Justin’s smile only grows larger as he nods his head slowly. Justin Brooks: ...then maybe we have been looking for one another all along, Mr. Gresham. Seth Ericson: I can practically hear the fanfiction girl from here... Dick Morosi: ...that's because she's probably backstage. Seth Ericson: Probably! Let's go to commercial!
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Post by EXODUS Office on Nov 15, 2015 14:07:19 GMT -6
Dick Morosi: And we're back, and ready for another title match! This time, (r)Evolution's Sydney Christensen faces off against the LAZERADE! shilling Cassius Reed! Seth Ericson: Shouldn't that be spelled CA$$IUS? Dick Morosi: ...I hate you. Seth Ericson: OH HEY LOOK TIME FOR THE MATCH LET'S GO! PACIFIC COAST TITLE MATCH CASSIUS REED (EXODUS Pro Pacific Coast Champion) vs. SYDNEY CHRISTENSENDavid Zinkus: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is a scheduled for one fall… and is for the EXODUS PRO PACIFIC COAST CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first, the challenger… The crowd starts to stir as the lights dim before the arena goes black. The crowd watches as one light at the top of the EXOScreen lights the way before it seems like it's slowly falling toward the stage before... BOOM! It hits and the sounds of an explosion kicks in the opening of "The Future Is Now" by Starset erupts over the PA System, bringing out the one and only Ace of (R)Evolution Wrestling...THE NORTH STAR, SYDNEY CHRISTENSEN! “They said there was no way But they forgot the black hole in the sky Yesterday is nothing I have half a life to rewrite Flying into this future I will let the science bring the change This will be the final cure I am gonna take the past away...” Sydney continues to make her way down to the ring in a new duster jacket and brand new t-shirt, grinning as she slaps hands with a few fans before getting into the ring. As the chorus starts, she quickly climbs the turnbuckles and points a finger to the sky, the crowd cheering for the North Star before her music gives way! David Zinkus: Fighting out of Calgary, Alberta, Canada… weighing in at 135lbs… “The North Star” SYDNEY CHRISTENSEN!!! And next, her opponent… 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, wearing his CA$$IUS! pink energy attire, belt around his waist, Cassius 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. After few moments spent dancing in the middle of the ring, he moonwalks to his corner for the match, before taking off his sleeveless jacket and placing it on the top turnbuckle, then presenting his title belt to the referee. David Zinkus: From Atlanta, Georgia, USA, and tipping the scales at 205lbs… the EXODUS Pro Pacific Coast Champion… “Plan C” CASSIUS REED! Dick Morosi: And here we have it folks! This match came out of left field, but here it is. Pacific Coast champion Cassius Reed will be defending his belt tonight against the Ace of (R)Evolution, Sydney Christensen. Seth Ericson: Great job of telling everyone what they already know, Dick. This match was born out of a show of frustration on Twitter that neither of them had been booked to compete tonight. In fighting spirit, CA$$IUS! put his title up against Sydney, seemingly on the condition that if he wins, she must declare he looks better in pink than she does. Dick Morosi: I have no idea what he’s about. As bell rings, Cassius steps straight into the middle of the ring, and extends his hand. Sydney hangs back in her corner, cautiously eyeing her flamboyant opponent. She lifts an inquisitive eyebrow as Cassius just stands there, hand outstretched. Looking about herself, at the crowd, as they give her conflicting opinions on what she should do. After a few moments, she slowly steps forward, and tentatively extends her hand to his… where he suddenly takes hers, and shakes it, before letting go and skipping backwards. After a moment, Sydney does the same, slightly taken aback by the show of sportsmanship. Dick Morosi: And I don’t think anyone expected that from anybody with the surname Reed. Seth Ericson: This should teach everyone that you just can’t know what it is you should expect from Cassius Reed. They begin to pace around each other, circling in almost perfect symmetry. Sydney is the first to make an approach, stepping up, arms outstretched… only for Cassius to suddenly burst forward, hooking Sydney’s arm, and going for the Arm Drag, but she quickly blocks it, dropping to a knee, holding onto Cassius’ arm, arresting his momentum and causing him to land flat on his back. Cassius quickly sits up, trying to move out of danger, but Sydney quickly transitions her arm hold to a Headlock. As Cassius tries to gain purchase on her, to get her off of him, she drops to a knee, and brings him over him with a powerful Headlock Takeover, holding onto the Headlock before leaning back to stretch out the neck. The strategy backfires, however, as he manages to wraps his knees around her neck, locking in a Neckscissors, forcing her to release the hold as he pulls her down to the mat. Instantly, she starts twisting, left, then right, trying to fight her way out of the hold, before finally spinning round and out of the scissors. He quickly springs up, as she clambers to her feet. Dick Morosi: Neither competitor quite managing to secure an edge against the other yet. Cassius quickly runs in, locking on a Headlock of his own with minimal effort, only for Sydney to use his momentum against him and driving him into the ropes, using the extra momentum from them to shove him off of her and send him running. As he comes back, Sydney charges forward, only for Cassius to knock her down with a Shoulder Block. He quickly sprints to the parallel ropes, coming back as she rolls to her front, causing him to vault her, letting her quickly get to her feet as he rebounds off the opposite ropes.. As he comes back, she vaults, and Cassius hits a forward roll, landing on his toes before quickly springing up and turning around, as she lands and runs the ropes herself, Cassius dropping to the deck as she charges on over him, as he quickly spring to his feet and leaps up, catching her with a Huracanrana as she comes back off the ropes, going for the pin! ONE Kickout! Seth Ericson: CA$$IUS! trying to get the early pinfall there, but it’s going to take a lot more than that to get a fall over the Ace of (R)Evo. As Cassius gets back to his feet, slightly disoriented, Sydney quickly gets up too. As he turns, not quite expecting her to be up, he receives a kick to the stomach, before being set up for the Calgary Stampede, with Sydney landing all of it, bridging it for the pinfall. ONE TW- Kickout! Dick Morosi: Huge Bridging Fallaway Slam from Christensen there! Hitting those big moves this early in the match is really going to take a lot out of Reed. Sydney is quick to continue the offensive, grabbing winded Cassius by the hair, and hauling him up to his feet. She hauls him nearer the ropes, before hoisting him up for a Backdrop Suplex! She holds him up a moment, before letting herself stagger backwards into the ropes, dropping him off his shoulder and out of the ring in one foul swoop! Seth Ericson: Massive move from Sydney there, as she finds an innovative method of using the environment to her favour. Cassius pulls himself back up to his knees using the ring apron… just in time to see Sydney zeroing in on his face with a Baseball Slide, catching him square on and sending him staggering back into ring barrier. She follows up with a quick Roundhouse Kick to the dazed Reed, before turning and rolling back into the ring. Dick Morosi: Sydney putting some space between her and Cassius here, to catch her breath. Seth Ericson: She’s also putting the pressure on him. Although she can’t win the belt through count out, she knows Cassius won’t want to lose the match that way. As the referee reaches a four on the count, Cassius staggers forward, sliding into the ring under the bottom rope, and straight into the waiting arms and Sydney, who pulls him up, before quickly taking him crashing down with a Powerslam. As he arches his back, she quickly climbs a turnbuckle, saluting the crowd before diving off it backwards, connecting with a Diving Back Elbow Drop, and hooking him up for a pinfall! ONE TWO Kickout! Dick Morosi: You can tell Sydney really wants this. She’s moving into unfamiliar territory to hit these big moves. Seth Ericson: The momentum is firmly in her favour. She quickly hauls Cassius up, before connecting with a Snap Suplex. She turns, and strikes with a trio of stomps to Cassius’ head. She turns to the crowd, and spreads her arms, calling to finish things. Dick Morosi: Sydney looking to end this now, and hard. Seth Ericson: I’ve heard tell that Sydney can be a bit overconfident in her ability… but to announce she can finish things against a champion this early into a match. Dick Morosi: I don’t know, Seth, she is the Ace for a reason. Sydney turns, and moves to grapple the fallen Cassius… ONLY FOR HIM TO SPRING UP AND CATCH HER WITH A WHAT DA FUNK?, THAT SENDS HER FLYING OUT THE RING BETWEEN THE SECOND AND TOP ROPES! Seth Ericson: WHAT DA FUNK! That Kip-Up Huracanrana came out of nowhere! It could be just the momentum shift Reed needs! In the ring, Cassius looks around, searching for Sydney, before he spots her climbing up outside the ring. Spying her, he runs the ropes, coming back, and leaping to the top rope, springboarding off before connecting with a massive Funkensteiner, driving her hard into the floor! Dick Morosi: WHAT A SPRINGBOARD HURACANRANA! Sydney’s going to have felt that one, Seth. Seth Ericson: I think Cassius took a lot of it too, though. Both are struggling to get going again. It’s Cassius who stirs first, at about the count of 6, and makes his way back to the ring. He doesn’t see Sydney get up half a second behind him though, and as he gets half up onto the apron, she grabs him by the waistband, and viciously yanks him off the apron, slamming him back first into the floor, before rolling into the ring. On the call of 8, Cassius desperately clambers onto the apron, not unable to resists Sydney hooking him up for a Suplex into the ring… only for Cassius to counter! Cassius immediately goes for the counter, looking for the Suplex to the outside, but Sydney blocks that too! She quickly goes for another Suplex, hoisting him up and over… only for him to slip out of the hold midway, and drop sideways to his feet, landing in a sprinters start position before running to the opposite ropes. He comes back, and ducks a Discus Clothesline from Sydney, hooking the Clotheslining arm with his own, before swinging his legs up to hook the other up, and bringing her back for a Crucifix Pin! ONE TWO Kickout! Dick Morosi: Cassius nearly getting the win there with a quick Crucifix! We can’t count him out of this fight yet. Seth Ericson: It’s like the man himself says, Dick, at the end of the day, you got to have faith in Plan C. Cassius quickly pulls her up, and sends her running to the corner. He sets off a few moments behind her. Before she can hit the turnbuckle, however, she sticks a boot out, stopping herself before pushing herself back. Cassius is undeterred, however, and runs past her, sprinting up to the top of the ring post using the ropes, before spinning and diving off the top and catching Sydney with a Corner Springboard Sunset Flip, ending with a Handstand as he holds on for the pin! ONE TWO TH- Kickout! Dick Morosi: CASSIUS JUST TRIED TO PUT THE PUSSY ON THE CHAINWAX! Seth Ericson: Sydney, although caught off-guard by that one, still managed to get the wherewithal to kick out there. CA$$IUS! is slowly winning the momentum back here. Cassius is quickly back to his feet, and eyeing up Sydney, heads to the rope, hitting a Back Handspring, and going for Le Freak, only for Sydney to roll underneath him. Cassius hits nothing but mat, one of his knees connecting awkwardly. Sydney detects the weak point, and quickly attacks, taking hold of the injured leg, and applying her Precision Ender! Cassius struggles to resist, but the Armtrap Kneebar is locked in, leaving Cassius to struggle on the mat. Dick Morosi: Sydney is a technical expert, Seth. The submission criteria of the Pacific Coast title strongly plays to her strengths. Cassius struggles, pounding the mat to build up the strength to resist, but all to know avail. He stretches for ropes, any ropes, with his free arm, but he can’t reach anywhere. Sydney is calling for him to just give in… but he refuses, crying out in agony as he does so. He reaches out for the rope once more, getting inches closer each time, as he wriggles his way closer and closer, forced to drag Sydney with him as she hangs on to his arm and leg. He reaches… and reaches… and reaches… and finally, after 3 long minutes, he grabs hold of the rope, to a cheer from the crowd. The referee moves to tell Sydney, but she’s already released the hold, in frustration, standing before unleashing a massive Stomp to the injured knee of the champion. Grabbing a fistful of hair, she drags him to his feet, and forces him into a corner, hobbling as he goes. With a loud grunt, she hooks him up, as if for a Suplex, hoisting him up, and seating him on the top turnbuckle. After slamming a couple of Forearms into him, she climbs up, forcing him up, until both are standing, face to face, on the top ropes. Seth Ericson: Sydney’s looking to hit big here… can she pull it off? She hooks him up for a Superplex… but before she can hoist, he lets loose with a punch to the ribs, followed by a second, then a third, as she finally releases her grip. Cassius follows with a quickly Left Hook, catching Sydney on the jaw, and causing her to fall backwards like a felled Redwood. Seth Ericson: TIMBBERRRRR! Eyeing her up on the floor, Cassius turn to look at the audience whilst still on the top turnbuckle, and with a quick wink he bends down, before pushing himself up into a Handstand, holding it for a full five seconds, before dropping sideways, rebounding off the top rope and connecting with an Arabian Press, holding on for the pin! ONE TWO TH- Shoulder up! Dick Morosi: SUPERFREAK! Cassius with that big Arabian Press, but still not quite enough to put the North Star away. Cassius shakes his head in frustration that he just can’t seem to finish. He quickly pulls Sydney up, and looks to send her to the ropes, but she reverses. He hits the ropes, and returns, but is unable to react before she lands Thesz Press, pushing down on his shoulders for the pinfall. ONE TW- Kickout! Without missing a beat, Sydney quickly hoists Cassius up, and hits a trio of Elbow Strikes to the face, before hitting a massive Kick to the midsection. Double him over, she turns to face the crowd, positioning her butt over his head, as she draws her thumb across her throat to signal the end, eliciting a huge cheer from the crowd. Seth Ericson: This is it, people! It’s been fun having Cassius as champ, but this match has been all Christensen. And it’s time for her to show some Canadian Supremacy. -CASSIUS WIN Hooking both her arms around Cassius’ in an Inverted Double Underhook, she swings him around, his back stretched out over hers as he’s forced to stare at the ceiling. With a roar, she stands… BUT CASSIUS KEEPS ON GOING! He folds himself in two, landing his feet on the floor, as he pulls himself free of her arms. She spins around with a massive Spinning Backfist, but Cassius hits a splits, ducking the blow. As she looks down to where he’s gone, he lets loose with a fierce uppercut, catching her square in the jaw! Dick Morosi: JOHNNY CAGE! JOHNNY CAGE! Seth Ericson: Sydney caught all of it! Right in the jaw! I think she might be knocked out! Sydney staggers from the blow, stumbling as she moves backwards, before falling into the corner. As she blindly stares at the ceiling, the referee starts the count. ONE TWO THREE FOUR She starts to stir. FIVE SIX She slowly lifts an arm… SEVEN EIGHT She starts to sit up, using her other arm to brace herself. NINE Her arm buckles below her, as she falls to the mat! TEN David Zinkus: Ladies and Gentlemen… the winner of this contest, and STILL your Pacific Coast Champion… CASSIUS REED! Cassius has fallen to the floor, the efforts of the match having taken their toll on him. The referee come, and hands his belt to him, which he takes, and clasps to his chest. Dick Morosi: CASSIUS RETAINS! Plan C came through! And with a huge victory! Seth Ericson: You can’t dismiss the input Sydney had in this match though, Dick. We thought she had this match many times. I think even CA$$IUS! will admit he got lucky to walk out of here still champion. In the ring, Cassius has got up. He sees Sydney beginning to stir, still dazed from that heavy punch. Slowly, he crawls over to her, and on reaching her, slowly helps her to her feet. She’s standing, one arm over Cassius, a tad dazed, but up. He points to her, and raises her arm, to a massive roar from the crowd. Dick Morosi: You know, I don’t think I ever expected to praise a Reed brother for showing good sportsmanship… but I guess I’ll have to tonight. Seth Ericson: Cassius just continues to surprise, Dick. WINNER (and STILL Pacific Coast Champion): Cassius ReedDick Morosi: Hey, Seth? Seth Ericson: Yeah, Dick? Dick Morosi: You ever wonder how the folks at home enjoy these transitions? Seth Ericson: Probably more than that Zen Garden thing. Dick Morosi: Well let's face it, I think we're running at about a 3.2 out of 10. Seth Ericson: Still better than the Zen Garden! Dick Morosi: True, Seth. Let's go to commercial!
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Post by EXODUS Office on Nov 15, 2015 14:10:22 GMT -6
We come back from commercial and cut to backstage, where it’s actually (r)Evolution Wrestling’s backstage interviewer, Betsy Granger who’s standing by as “The Voice of the Ace” Jimmy Riley is...setting up a digital countdown clock.
Betsy Granger: I’m joined right now by the manager of Fiona Collins...uh, Jimmy Riley...what exactly are you doing there?
Jimmy looks over at Betsy from the clock, then at the camera...then back to Betsy.
Jimmy Riley: I’m uh...I’m setting up the clock. Twenty minutes, that’s how long I was told I need to go. Are we starting? Because if we’re starting, I need to start the countdown.
Betsy Granger: What? Tw-twenty minutes, that’s a long ti-
Jimmy shrugs, cutting her off.
Jimmy Riley: Look, that’s what Zero McHannon told everyone I needed to do. Stand here, with a microphone, in front of a camera for twen-you know what, if I’m gonna do this…
Riley turns back to the clock, hitting a button as it begins its countdown from “20:00.”
Jimmy Riley: Alright! Stand in front of a camera for twenty minutes, and ramble on about how important this match is, how it’s going to be the biggest thing at The Autumn Effect, and how much Zero McHannon is the greatest wrestler to walk the earth... But not better than the people here in EXODUS, because I’ve clearly marginalized them in favor of asking a...ahem, a “legend” to come back and face Fiona Collins. I sat at home during the last EXPRO on FX, while he showed up here and feigned being offended. He came out, in front of these fans, pandered to them, then said...everything I said, at first. This is a big match, this is going to steal the show, and that Fiona Collins deserves better than being put into a sideshow against...I don’t know, Michael Lynch, because that’s the kind of thing that happens around here. It could’ve just as easily been a challenge to Johnny Cannon, though, because he’s just as good, if not better, than Zero McHannon. But sure; you’re a person who’s won the World Title, so you’ll do. Now...that’s also where things went a little off-script for me.
Betsy looks a little puzzled.
Betsy Granger: Could you elaborate on that?
Jimmy Riley: Well seeing as how I still have so much time on my Zero McHannon Mandated Interview Clock, I’m going to have to, Ms. Granger. Let’s start with the idea that The Autumn Effect is “Zero McHannon’s Show.” Sure, two years ago, Zero won the triple threat Iron Man match, won the EXODUS World Title. That...is the only time Zero’s competed at The Autumn Effect. You know who has a claim to call The Autumn Effect “their” show? How about we work that one out mathematically, Betsy? Let’s start with everyone who’s been on, and we’ll count ahead, all three Autumn Effect shows.
Jimmy Riley starts counting off on his hands.
Jimmy Riley: So there’s Chris Strike...Christum Furor...Savannah Taylor...Abby Park...Betsy, can you tell me if I’m forgetting anyone?
He grins, knowing exactly who he’s left out. Betsy sighs, then acquiesces to his request.
Betsy Granger: You left out Fiona Collins.
Jimmy Riley: That’s right! So let’s run down those names, now that we have them; after all, if The Autumn Effect is to be anyone’s show, they should probably be undefeated going into this one. So Chris Strike beat Christian Kane and Christum Furor...he’s still in, but Furor’s out. Fiona Collins, she beat Jerry Matthews and Sally Talfourd, a murderer’s row if there ever was one! Savannah, Abby, sorry, both one-and-one, both out of the running. So, yes, let’s once again realize that the only people who could rightfully claim The Autumn Effect to be “their show,” are the same two people we’ve recognized as the best in EXODUS today; Chris Strike...and Fiona Collins. I could’ve said that to start with, but then I’d still have way too much time on the Clock, and Zero McHannon would probably complain that I used too few words to marvel at his lies. And speaking of lies…
Jimmy rolls his eyes before looking at Betsy.
Jimmy Riley: Now, before you got this job, you were part of Section B. I guess if you really want to be, you still are. But you...do you think that Zero McHannon really wants to be here in EXODUS?
Betsy Granger: Well, sur-
Riley scoffs.
Jimmy Riley: Let me ask you another question then, Betsy. If Zero McHannon really, really wanted to be here...then where the hell has he been? The last time we were “graced” with the presence of Zero McHannon here in San Diego, it was February...of 2014. The scenery’s changed, Zero. See, EXODUS had to survive without you...not that it was any great feat. Had to fight off Gods & Monsters, Daisuke Iwakuma, Chuck Matthews. All without you. Chris Strike was here, he stayed, he helped. Fiona Collins helped. You were...well, nobody really knows where you were. Much like Poochie, we thought you died on the way back to your home planet. So now, because I, “the lowly Robin to Fiona’s Batman,” so much as uttered your name, you decided to waltz back in here, claim you always loved EXODUS and never wanted to leave...and everyone’s just supposed to believe you. And also believe your opinion that I’m irrelevant, even though it was me who said your name, me who “poked the bear” on Twitter, and me who you just want to rag on. But it’s okay, because Zero McHannon is here to prove he loves EXODUS by saying he’ll make this match more important than any other on the card and that’s because he’s a World Champion who...uh...never actually pinned anyone as champion.
Jimmy stops, looks at the clock, shakes his head, then back at Betsy.
Jimmy Riley: I just don’t think we’re gonna make time, Betsy. Unfortunately, Zero McHannon just doesn’t move the needle like the last time he was in EXODUS...which again, to be fair, was nearly two years ago. That’s understandable, some people just aren’t that interesting to watch them come out, lie to the fans, lie to their opponent, and lie to the lovely viewers at home. That’s okay, though. Because in just a few weeks, at The Autumn Effect 3, Fiona Collins will do everything within her power to make Zero McHannon interesting. Me? I’ll just be on the outside, watching it happen; after all, I’m sure Zero’s offended just hearing my voice now, so I won’t bug him again with it come the show. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go stand in the corner of three of the best wrestlers in the world today, as they show the actual stars of the past, and the actual stars of the future that there’s…
He pauses, reaching back to the clock, which is plenty far away from the 00:00 time it intended to reach.
Jimmy Riley: ...No Time Like The Present.
He hits the button, stopping the clock, and walking off to leave Betsy Granger on her own.
Betsy Granger: ...Let’s head back to the ring.
3RD ANNUAL TRIANGLE TRIOS MATCH TEAM EXODUS LEGENDS (Angela Jameson, Heather & Andreas Lasiewicz) vs. TEAM EXODUS ALL STARS (Fiona Collins, Savannah Taylor, & Chris Strike) vs. TEAM (R)EVOLUTION PROSPECTS (Ashley Powell, Jackie Fowler, & Caleb Storm)
The three teams are all in their respected corners, the past discussing tactics and coming to an agreement. Team Present seem to be trying to iron out their differences at least for the time being. In the corner of the Future, Caleb is giving his team mates a pre-match speech. Ashleigh does seem to be listening, but Jackie dismisses everything his partner says, paying more attention to a crowd of attractive beauties in the front row.
Caleb is obviously frustrated with his partner, but volunteers himself to be the first person to enter the match as he enters the ring. He stares around the ring at the array of stars around him, and beckons one of them to start the match against him. Taking up the challenge is the Triple Crown winner, Fiona Collins.
There is a great deal of anticipation for this encounter, knowing the respect the pair share combined with the well-known fact that Caleb ‘marked out’ the first time he met her. There is a polite handshake between the two to start things off, and as referee Katie Hanneman calls for the bell they begin to circle one another. They pull each other in for a tie up, the pair jostling for position. In the middle of the ring the bigger Storm begins getting an advantage, controlling Fiona's hand with a standing Wristlock. Fiona uses her free arm to counter and send Storm down with an Armdrag. He gets up quickly, only to be rocked with a Rolling Elbow by the Portland Native. Fiona hits several more of them before snapmaring Storm into a seated position and coming off the ropes with a Sliding Dropkick. She goes for the cover quickly.
ONE!
TW--
Quick kickout by Storm, but Collins wastes no time and locks in a simple Side Headlock on the grounded opponent. Storm is quick to power out, pushing Fiona off of him and leaping to the ropes, coming off with a special springboard crossbody and a pin attempt.
ONE!
TW--
But it is nowhere near enough. The pair are both up again, firing a dropkick simultaneously, then another, then another, their boots meeting on every occasion. They both rise up in fighting stance as the crowd applauds, and they give each other a nod of appreciation as they back off to their corners. Fiona tags in Savannah Taylor, to wolf whistles from the crowd. Caleb goes to his corner, and finds Jackie is not even there! He’s sat by the barricade eating a Pot Noodle and chatting to two women in the front row! Caleb screams out a couple of insults in his direction before tagging in Ashleigh Powell.
Ashleigh shakes her head at Jackie, who is currently flipping the bird in Caleb’s direction. She enters the ring, but is blindsided by Taylor with a Roundhouse Kick that floors her. Taylor stomps away on the rookie, before pulling her up and planting her down with a DDT, following it up with a Standing Moonsault.
ONE!
But Ashleigh grabs hold of the ropes to break the count. Savannah stands back to let Powell get to her knees before leaping up with a Curb Stomp and a pin.
ONE!
TWO!
But Powell kicks out again! Taylor argues with Hanneman over this decision, which gives Phoenix Jr. some precious time. As Savannah approaches her, Powell kips up and nails her with a world class dropkick that sends her flying back in shock to her own corner, with Strike tagging himself in. He charges over, but receives an arm drag for his troubles, then another, then another. Strike seems a little dizzy, with the crowd going wild for the rookie as she nails the Champ with a Hurricanrana!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-
But Strike kicks out at the very last possible moment, much to the disappointment of the audience. Powell keeps up the momentum as Strike gets up with the Switchblade Heart! The crowd are on their feet anticipating an early upset.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-
But Strike manages to kick out at the last moment again. Ashleigh gives the rising former Thunder God a dropkick to the knee, a backroll to feet and finishes off with a DDT to kneeling opponent. Strike is in no man’s land, and everything is going right for (R)Evolution’s latest signing. She locks in the Broken Wings!
Strike is fighting the hold, trying to work his way towards the ropes. He seems to be managing it, but Savannah takes no chances, charging in and stomping onto Powell and forcing her to release the hold. Taylor receives a warning from Hanneman, but Powell is obviously winded from the stomp. Strike, visibly angered that the new star dominated him, drags her up by the hair and nails her with the Narukami. The impact is so hard that she literally pops and flips through the air to the opposite corner… and Andreas Lasiewicz tags himself in!
Strike sees this and there is a square off as Lasiewicz enters the ring. Chris is beginning to get his breath back as he stares into the eyes of The Morning Star. The crowd are all standing awaiting this dream encounter.
Then Chris Strike tags out to Fiona Collins whilst laughing.
The crowd boos Strike’s ‘tactical retreat’, but are overwhelmingly excited at the prospect of Fiona and Andreas locking up once more. Collins goes into the ropes, but Lasiewicz is able to catch her and send her down with a deep arm drag. Fiona quickly returns to her feet, but The Silver Eagle hits a second deep arm drag, followed by a third one. He then takes Fiona down with an armbar. The Stardust Seraph rolls over and out, and then applies a side headlock. Andreas, however, goes to Irish whip The Ace into the corner, but The Portland Girl reverses and sends Lasiewicz into the corner instead. Collins immediately tries to follow up with a running shoulder thrust, but Andreas sidesteps him and Fiona hits her shoulder on the steel ring post. As Fiona is staggering out of the corner The Morning Star applies the crossface chicken wing. He gets the chicken wing, but Fiona is able to avoid being pushed to the ground. Instead she reaches around and breaks the chicken wing with a snap mare and quickly tags to Savannah. As The Morning Star returns to his feet, Taylor goes for a Missle Dropkick from the top rope, but Lasiewicz ducks and Savannah lands on her stomach. Andreas immediately gets down and goes for the Crisis Core Crossface, but Taylor is able to roll Lasiewicz over and cover him for…
ONE!
TWO!
A sharp kick out. Both are back up and this time it’s Lasiewicz with a small package!
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout by Savannah. who then grabs Lasiewicz and covers him with a backslide.
ONE!
TWO!
THR--
Another kickout. Savannah tags quickly to Fiona, who pulls The Morning Star's legs out from under him and then rolls over for a cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THR--
But Lasiewicz is able to lift his shoulders and bridge out of the cover. Using all his strength, he powers himself up, spins around and then takes Fiona down with a backslide of his own.
ONE!
TWO!
But Collins grabs the bottom rope. Lasiewicz grabs Fiona in a side headlock and then flips her down. Both of Collins' shoulders are on the mat and Andreas gets…
ONE!
TWO!
But Collins immediately lifts her shoulder up and gets back to her knees tagging back to Savannah, who pulls Lasiewicz's tights halfway down and then rolls him up in a school boy.
ONE!
TWO!
Kick out. Both are back up, Lasiewicz dragging Taylor back to his corner, tagging in his wife. Heather and Andreas work Taylor with some double knees and a smooth double suplex as Heather takes over with a quick succession of leg drops followed by Ride Cowgirl Ride!
ONE!
TWO!
THR—
But Savannah manages a kickout. As Taylor gets back up, she rakes at Heather’s face drawing boos from the crowd and she reaches for the tag to Strike, but he drops down refusing. She screams an insult at him in German, but she is then dragged to the mat by the hair by Heather and the pair begin rolling around on the mat trading blows as if in a cat fight. Heather pushes her off with a kick, kips up and makes a charge. Taylor attempts a stun gun, but Heather makes a tag to her husband who charges in, but Savannah suddenly drops him with the Siren’s Song. Before she can cover though, the referee has to inform her that she is no longer the legal person in the match.
Chris Strike has no decided he wants in on the match. Strike capitalises with a grin, the crowd giving him a despicable reaction, nailing Andreas with a Mushroom Stomp to the sternum, then several kneedrops. Andreas’s mid section seems to be the target, and every time he tries to pull himself up, Strike boots him back down again. Strike finally pulls Andreas up, backing him into the corner with some stiff chops, bursting the blood vessels in the Krakow Native’s chest. Andreas pushes him off, but Strike comes back with more chops. Andreas manages a chop of his own, but Strike comes back with three. Andreas then fires two more Strike’s way, receiving three more in return. These chops, making the chests redder and redder, only seem to fire the pair of them up. Chops continue to be exchanged, one after another as the crowd let out their ‘WOOS’. Andreas switches things up with a European Uppercut, which Strike returns in kind, and the process goes on.
Andreas hits a shot so hard that Strike falls back, bouncing in return with a sharp boot to Andreas’ face that sends him back to the ropes. Lasiewicz comes back with a stiff boot of his own, knocking Chris into the ropes once more, only to return with fierce forearm. The pair begin nailing each other repeatedly with sharp, painful looking forearms that have bloodied the noses of both of them. Strike ducks another uppercut attempt, going behind for a German Suplex, but Lasiewicz spins it out going for one of his own. A few elbows break the champion free and he charges the ropes coming back with the Shotei! But Andreas was waiting and nails a Polish Hammer and both men go down, and down hard.
The pair begin to crawl towards the corners, Lasiewicz to his, Strike to his own. The crowd are anticipating who will get to their corners first as they crawl away. Lasiewicz reaches his corner first, leaping up to a fired up Angela Jameson. Strike, however, switches at the last second, slapping Caleb on the back whilst he is arguing with Jackie, who has begun smoking a cigarette and is trying to get some women in the crowd to bare their breasts. It takes Caleb a moment to realize what has happened, but at this point he has been dragged over the top rope by Angela.
Caleb eats a spinebuster from Jameson, followed by a backbreaker and a swinging neckbreaker. She runs to the rope, coming off with the Bittersweet Serenade in swift fashion.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-
So close, but Caleb manages a kickout out. She pulls him back up and whips him to the ropes. She ducks down, flipping Caleb off with a back drop. Caleb, somehow, landed right on the ropes and springboarded back over with a beautiful DDT that has the crowd on their feet in appreciation, following it up with a perfect Asai Moonsault! He goes for the pin…
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-
Savannah is having none of that, breaking up the pin and getting a warning from the referee. Caleb takes a shot at her, knocking her to the mat. This causes Strike to charge in and floor Caleb with the Shotei! And then all hell breaks loose! Ashleigh vaults off of the top rope with a drop kick that floors Strike. Heather, clotheslines Powell over the top rope. Fiona dives into the ring with a wheel kick that knocks down Mrs. Lasiewicz.
Jackie, who has now somehow got a guitar and is playing a resounding version of Kumbaya pauses, realizing that Andreas is hovering over him. Lasiewicz grabs Fowler by the head and hurls him into the ring, the mass majority of the combatants realising he has been skipping out on the match thus far. Jackie stands up in the ring, more frustrated that he didn’t get chance to finish off his Pot Noodle than anything else. He turns to see he is face to face with Savannah Taylor. After a short stare down, Jackie drops his pants.
Jackie Fowler: PUDDING!!!
Savannah covers her eyes as Jackie raises his arms in the air. He then rolls up the startled Taylor.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-
But Savannah manages to kick out at the last second. Jackie pulls his gear up as Taylor screams at him. So he grabs her breasts.
Fowler has a huge grin upon his face, all until he is booted in the testicles by the Las Vegas Siren. He grips his privates and turns, only to receive another kick to the nuts from Fiona Collins. Then another from Heather Halliwell. Jackie goes to his corner for assistance, but receives a low blow from his partner Ashleigh Powell, who just shrugs and says sorry! Jackie then, with incredibly shaky legs makes a plea to referee Katie Hanneman.
Who then kicks him in the balls. Jackie then crumbles the mat face first in agony.
The referee, after her moment of madness, attempts to restore some semblance of order, but to no avail. Everyone begins brawling away in the centre of the ring. Angela and Fiona, Savannah and Ashleigh, Strike and Caleb. Nobody seems to be getting the upper hand, till Andreas Lasiewicz slides back in and nails Strike with a German suplex. He then does the same to Caleb, then Fiona, then Savannah. The crowd gasps as he grabs hold of his wife next, but he plants a kiss on her cheek before flying back and flipping her over. Heather spins in mid-air and lands down with a beautiful moonsault on top of Savannah. At this point, Angela, the legal woman, locks in the Santa Muerte!
Lasiewicz and Heather quickly begin to clear the ring between them, leaving Angela alone with the submission locked in on Savannah Taylor. Her body is contorted and is screaming in agony from the pain, but she tries to hold on. On the outside, Lasiewicz is brawling with Strike, who avoided Heather like she was the plague. Heather herself is chopping away at Fiona. All seems to be written in stone.
But Fowler breaks up the submission with a Middle Finger salute to Angela Jameson. The now blinded Fallen Angel is sent over the top rope by Fowler, and she crashes down upon all the competitors on the outside. Fowler then shouts to Ashleigh as he crouches down. Powell gives a nod and sprints, using The Bastard as a platform so she can leap over the top rope with a variation of the Burning Bright on everyone outside!
Before Jackie can even get up, Caleb runs over himself and uses Fowler in the same way to perform a stunning Tope Con Hilo to clear the field once more. However, inadvertently… or maybe not inadvertenly, Storm used Fowler’s head as his platform, Curbstomping him into the mat!
Caleb has literally cleared the entire field, lifting his arms in the air as the crowd goes wild. He stares into the ring and sees the wounded Savannah and senses his opportunity. He charges into the ring with an enziguri to Taylor, knocking her to her knees and floors her with the Thunderbolt! He signals for the top rope as the fans go wild, and he soars off with the Moment of Impact!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-
But he is dragged off by the arm, caught in a ripcord then turned inside out by a straight right hand to the face.
Silence
Jackie Fowler stares down at the floored Caleb Storm with an emotionless look upon his face. The shocked reaction of the crowd quickly turns to boos as he turns to the audience and gives them both digits. The boos become more and more intense, everyone knowing his turn cost Caleb getting the victory for the stars of (R)Evolution. He then rolls out of the ring and begins making his way out of the arena, leaving Caleb floored and Powell looking shocked and dejected on the outside.
But to the action Lasiewicz has pulled up Fiona, and although both are groggy, they begin trading more blows on the outside, though Fiona seems to be getting the upper hand with her superior speed. She even makes a run across the barricade nailing Lasiewicz with a stunning dropkick. Powell tries to climb inside the ring to check on Caleb, but is yanked back by Angela and the two begin warring on the ramp. But the crowd are mostly focused on the other goings on, with Strike eyeing up Heather Lasiewicz. He has mostly avoided her during the match, something the audience has noticed. But now as she is pulling herself up using the barricade, he strikes, charging in with a vicious knee that sandwiches her head into the barricade. Strike is relentless, his attack crazed and furious, something we have barely seen since around the Autumn Effect last year. The crowd are horrified by his actions as he continuously uses the barricade as a weapon. With Hanneman distracted on the other side of the ring, he reaches under the curtain to pull out a kendo stick, and he violently begins pounding away on the former Miss Halliwell’s back. His eyes are glazed over and he is unrelenting… until he hears a bloodcurdling roar…
Andreas Lasiewicz charges on all fours like a raging Cerberus, flooring Strike as he pounds away viciously upon him with forearm after forearm, his mouth seemingly foaming as he loses all control in his anger. He continues on as the bloodthirsty crowd bellows on, switching to Polish Hammers to finish the job off. He rolls off of the seemingly unconscious Strike, his hands looking like bloody meat hammers, as he limps over to Halliwell, scooping her up in his arms and carries her off towards the back, abandoning the match all together. Angela sees this, but only shakes her head in disappointment knowing that she is all alone now on her team. Caleb has rolled out of the ring, trying to get back to his senses after his betrayal. Powell has already re-entered the ring and is groggily fighting away with the now risen Taylor. Angela and Fiona are now doing battle and Strike is seemingly out of the match as well as he is checked on by medics. Powell is gaining the advantage over Taylor, the damage seemingly done. Powell attempts to whip Taylor to the ropes, but is reversed. Somehow, Ashleigh springboards back with a stunning Switchblade Heart. She climbs the top rope, pausing a moment to signal for the end. She comes off with the Burning Bright…
But Savannah gets her knees up!
Powell’s back arches in pain, as Savannah senses blood, pulling her up and nailing the Siren’s Song, going for the pin!
ONE!
Angela attempts to slide into the ring to break the count, but is tackled by Fiona.
TWO!
Caleb makes an attempt, but Strike somehow manages get up to grab his heel, tripping the young star.
THREE!
The bell rings and that was all she wrote!
WINNER: Team EXODUS All Stars
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