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Post by EXODUS Office on Mar 24, 2013 16:10:23 GMT -6
Singles Match
Erin Daniels vs V
David Zinkus: The next contest is scheduled for one fall.
The lights dim and the opening tribal groans of One Minute Silence's Holy Man seep through the arena. As the cymbals begin to crawl through, white spotlights slowly come up in the entrance and ramp area.
David Zinkus: Introducing first, the man known as V!
After a moment, V appears at the top of the ramp, eyes focused on the ring, rolling his wrists and neck. Finally he steps off towards the ring in no hurry, circling the ring methodically, stopping three-quarters of the way around and pushing up on the apron on one knee. He looks to the camera for the first time, grinning faintly, then scanning the fans who react back to the delayed attention-- waving signs, cheers with boos mixed in. He pushes up, stepping into the ring quickly, marching to the opposite side and raising his fists, letting the other side have their due, finally dropping his hands and stepping to a corner, arms crossing.
David Zinkus: And his opponent, from New York, NY, standing at five foot seven, one hundred seventeen pounds... making her EXODUS Pro debut, she is ERIN DANIELS!
"Prayers" by In This Moment begins playing as the lights take on a dark shade of blue moments before Erin Daniels comes out through the entrance. Making her way down the small ramp towards the ring, she casually stretches her arms while casting appraising glances at the crowd around the arena. Reaching ringside, Erin reaches up to the ropes and uses them to springboard with a graceful jump up to the apron before climbing in over the middle rope.
Dick Morosi: Interesting matchup we'll have here. The debuting Daniels, though a romantic interest of Kameron Chase, has not been connected to LEGION.
Seth Ericson: And you've got V, who got one over on Kliff Ulysses two weeks ago. One of them wants to continue his momentum into Invincible, the other looking to make a name for herself here.
The bell immediately sounds and the two waste no time in getting things underway, meeting in the center of the ring where they trade shots. V gains the upperhand, scoring with two quick forearms before kicking Erin in her midsection. He he immediately grabs a hold of her arm, maneuvering behind her to execute a hammerlock pivoting on his feet and coming back in with his free arm. The collision of arm and chest is with an audible ruckus as the Lariat drops Daniels like a bad habit, sending her crumbling to the canvas. From there he lays into the debuting New Yorker with a series of stomps, forcing her to roll toward the corner in retreat.
The mysterious man and prominent figure in the struggle between EXODUS and LEGION looks to continue his assault, unloading on the rising Daniels with another flurry of forearms to her cranium, the effects of each stiff shot leaving her knees buckled. Daniels slumps down in the corner, the crowd cheering on in response to V's aggressiveness, Dan Arnouil finally stepping in to pull him back.
Dick Morosi: Taking into consideration his comments toward Erin, he might be sending a message to Kameron Chase.
Pushing Arnouil aside, V charges the corner; Daniel's now recovered from his assault, counters with a Drop Toe Hold that forces him to eat turnbuckle. V slowly retracts from the aforementioned turnbuckle, falling to a knee as he hangs his head in disorientation. Now with an opening, Erin goes on the offense, quickly swinger her leg and blasting him in the side of his head, almost taking his cranium clean off his shoulders with the vile kick, his eyes almost rolling to the back of his head from the force behind it.
Seth Ericson: How about that message Dick?! Good God what a kick.
Going in for the kill, Daniels maneuvers behind her foe, placing one hand underneath V's arm and locking it at his neck. Following a scissoring of her legs around his torso, she applies pressure with the Half Nelson, the Lights Out in full effect. Erin pulls back again, and then strains for a third time, exerting more and more pressure as less and less fight is seen from Fiona Rourke's former stalker. V slowly raises his free right arm, and taps the canvas three times... submission. She holds a few seconds longer, V;s feet somewhat flailing on the mat, and finally her point is made. She releases him, the mysterious superstar collapsing to his side and left writhing in pain, tending to his injured limbs that were damaged submission.
David Zinkus: Your winner via submission, Erin Daniels!
Dick Morosi: Erin gets the submission win, and that came out of nowhere. V was firing on all cylinders, then he ate that kick, and that turned out to spell his doom.
Seth Ericson: Daniels just made one hell of an impact here tonight. And that's what happens in this business, one night you catch somebody off their game, or hit them in the right spot, and you're the one getting your hand raised at the end of the night.
Dick Morosi: Indeed, and that's exactly what happened here. Nonetheless, impressive victory for the woman hailing from New York.
WINNER: Erin Daniels
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Post by EXODUS Office on Mar 24, 2013 15:59:25 GMT -6
Backstage, Tom Matheny stands in the interview area with a microphone is held ready. Beside him is the newly signed Erin Daniels as she ties her hair back in final preparation for her match with V. Clearing his throat to indicate the camera is now live, he begins to speak into the microphone.
Tom Matheny: I'm here with new wrestler, Erin Daniels before her first EXODUS match against the man known as V. Miss Daniels, one thing people are wondering is, "Why EXODUS?"
Erin Daniels: Honestly, I felt it was time to move on with my career. A year ago, wrestling was probably the most unlikely of professions for me. Turns out a twist of fate had me doing something that I'm pretty good at. I'm here to step up the level of competition from what I've faced so far since my debut.
Tom coughs after a second as he was obviously about to touch on a very touchy subject.
Tom Matheny: So you're decision to compete with EXODUS has nothing to do with LEGION member and your fiancé, Kameron Chase?
Erin shakes her head disbelievingly as she crosses her arms over her chest.
Erin Daniels: None whatsoever. Unlike some people, Kam and I can actually keep out personal and professional lives separate. He's a big boy and can handle himself. He doesn't need me tagging along with whatever he's doing. He doesn't bring it home with him and neither do I. Some people may think that's just a load of crap but they'll just have to see. My debut match was against Kam himself. It was also the night after our first date. I went into a wrestling ring and got a clean win over him. Afterward, we left just like it was just another day at the office. If that's not an example of how whatever happens here, in this arena, will stay here, I honestly don't know what one is.
Tom Matheny: And do you expect to have as much success against your first EXODUS opponent in V?
Erin Daniels: I do but to take him for granted as he does with me would be stupid. I can only say that I'll be going out there with the same determination and intensity that always take with me into the ring. I'm going to come out on top tonight or I'll give him a hell of a fight. Either way, you, every other EXODUS staff and wrestler, every fan watching, and especially V himself will know I've been out there tonight. Anything less and my contract with EXODUS might as well have been written on a piece of used toilet paper.
Feeling as though her statement was made and clear enough, Erin steps away from Tom and heads in the direction of the arena's entrance area.
Dick Morosi: Right now fans, here's a look at the newest tag team in EXODUS Pro!
It was a cool night in Dayton Ohio. You could see the stars start to get covered up by the clouds and there were two people laughing on the porch of a brick house. As you walked closer, you saw one man and one woman sitting there on the porch. Each of them had a beer in their hand and smiles on their faces. The man smirked and the woman began to speak.
Woman: Beware of the ides of March. You see, it wasn't long ago that a friend of mine retired from the professional wrestling business. I figured that it was time to forget about controversy and bring in something more...relevant than that. It is time for some mayhem that no one will ever forget.
The man chuckled as the woman leaned back in her chair and took a drink of her beer. The man leaned up in his seat as he put his beer on the small brown table next to him.
Man: I am Anthony Donovan. I am known as the Icon of wrestling. This is Ophelia Morganti but you all will know her quickly as mayhem. Together we are two of the toughest people on the planet. We have some history off the camera as well as on camera. Once you get to see us in a pro wrestling ring, you all will understand why Iconic Mayhem is going to be the hottest thing trending.
Anthony stood up and went inside the house. Ophelia chuckled and leaned up towards the camera.
Ophelia Morganti: One last thing before I leave. To those who even think about calling me crazy, insane or nuts...You better watch your tongue around me. You haven't seen crazy until I snap and when I do...not even Anthony can control the real mayhem.
Ophelia grabbed her beer and walked into the house. You proceed to walk to your car and leave, trying to absorb everything that was just said to you.
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Post by EXODUS Office on Mar 24, 2013 15:56:46 GMT -6
Singles Match
Aiden Romero vs. Jimmy Riley
As “Man of Constant Sorrow” by Charm City Devils starts to play over the pa system, Aiden Romero slowly walks onto the entrance stage, wearing a straw hat and a Hawaiian styled shirt over his ring attire. He looks out into the crowd as they start to boo him, he just chuckles to himself, pushing some of his wet and matted hair from his eyes and begins to stalk to ringside. Upon entering the ring, Aiden slowly removes his shirt and then the hat, Folding the shirt and placing it inside it, he hands them to a ring tech before stretching on the ropes and awaiting his opponent.
David Zinkus: First, from Druid Hills, Kentucky...at 295 pounds...AIDEN ROMERO!
Dick Morosi: Aiden Romero has made some cryptic remarks lately, making people wonder if that man's with LEGION, or if he's firmly got the back of his girlfriend, Jessica Harmony and her partner Tiami Tyler.
Seth Ericson: This could be a real interesting development, truth be told!
The wailing of Patrick Stump echoes throughout the building as fans rise to their feet, looking at the entrance way. As the first verse of “My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark” breaks through the PA system, Jimmy Riley bursts through the curtain, walking out on the stage. His smiling face is looking out at the fans as he walks around the stage itself, motioning for the fans to get on their feet and get louder. Upon coming back to the center of the stage, Riley takes off, heading for the ring. His hoodie is half-zipped up, and he makes sure to reach out and slap some fans' hands as he makes his way down the aisle.
David Zinkus: And his opponent...FROM CLEVELAND, OHIO...now residing in Anaheim, California...weighing in at 230 pounds...JIMMY RILEY!
Reaching the ring as the chorus hits, Jimmy hops up on the apron, spinning around and locking his arms around the top rope, bouncing off of it just a little bit as he looks out at the audience again. After a moment, he swings one leg up and his body carries under the top rope, bouncing to mid-ring where he throws his arms out to the side, soaking in the crowd reaction before he backs into his corner, removing his hoodie and preparing for the match at hand.
Dick Morosi: This has to be huge for Jimmy Riley. After starting out as one of EXODUS Pro's backstage agents, now he's making his debut.
Seth Ericson: It's not like this guy has no experience, Dick. He's just a veteran Rufus Frost saw no bank in!
The two meet in the center of the ring as Head Referee Brian Lowery calls for the bell, Riley instantly going for a roaring elbow to start, but Romero dodges. It's clear Jimmy wants to make this quick, but Romero knows and he puts his hand up to Jimmy, motioning for him to simmer down, like he's not the enemy. Aiden offers a hand for a test of strength and Jimmy looks at him. The two start to lock hands for it, and they're instantly off for it. Neither seems to get an advantage at first, though Romero starts to build one, leading Riley to push harder. Finally getting back to a neutral base, Romero stomps on his foot to break it all and gain the advantage. Landing in a few good open hand shots to the chest, he grabs Riley and whips him to the ropes, catching him on the rebound with a---nope! Riley rolls out of the ring to catch a breather and Romero looks a little smug.
Seth Ericson: Looks like someone isn't so much of a hot shot now!
Dick Morosi: Riley just looks a little frustrated, and he'll recover. At least he better, Romero's on the way outside!
Romero comes outside and turns Riley around, but immediately gets met with shots to the face before whipping him into a ringpost, colliding and bouncing off and hitting the ground with a sick thud. Riley nods to himself before picking up Romero and getting him back into the ring quickly. He hops over the ropes with a tope elbow smash, stretching out his arm quick to keep his elbow loose and ready. Rolling Romero over, he goes to apply a Mexican surfboard stretch, pulling back and wrenching. Jimmy finally rolls so he's now on his back as he gets Romero up. Instead of wrenching even more, Jimmy lets go of Aiden's arms and kicks his feet forward, almost catapaulting Romero forward and onto his face! Jimmy quickly gets up and rolls Aiden back over to hit a pendulum elbow before making a cover...
One...
Two...
Kickout!
Jimmy shakes his head, but he's fine with it. Getting Aiden back to his feet, he hits him with a few more elbows before starting to back him to the ropes. He goes to Irish whip him, but Romero reverses, grabbing him up over his shoulders and dropping Riley with a Samoan drop! Romero quickly turns over and hooks the leg for the cover.
One...
TWO...
KICKOUT!
Romero shakes his head and goes to lock Jimmy in a side headlock, wrenching it in while Riley tries to position his feet to reach for the ropes. Jimmy starts moving, trying to get to the ropes, but Romero just wrenches in tighter, all while Romero just grins. Struggling, Riley finally gets his feet to the ropes as the ref counts.
One...
Two...
Three...
Four...
Romero finally lets go and stomps on Riley's back!
Dick Morosi: Aiden Romero is keeping Riley grounded, working his kind of match!
Seth Ericson: He's really asserting himself, moreso than normal.
He grabs Riley and gets him to his feet, whipping him to the corner as he comes in shortly afterward, hitting him with a huge avalanche! Riley stumbles out and Romero catches him, hitting him with a huge Anderson style spinebuster! Romero has him down, knowing what he has to do, starting to warm up as he backs up towards the ropes and starts running to launch himself for the Train A' Comin'....BUT RILEY ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY! Romero hits the canvas and Riley slowly gets himself back to his feet, charging at the downed Romero with a huge elbow drop! He gets Romero back to his feet and starts peppering him with elbow strikes, all before he whips Romero to the ropes and Riley goes in...flying forearm! Riley's got this crowd on their feet as he backs up while Romero gets to a knee...ALL THE SHINE! That's got him down and Riley picks him up and plants...LIGHT 'EM UP! Romero is down and Riley hooks the leg...
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!
"My Songs Know What You Did In the Dark" starts, and the crowd is on their feet! Riley gets his hand raised in victory and he nods as he gets his hand raised by the ref. Rolling out of the ring, he makes his way up the ramp back to the backstage area!
Dick Morosi: I have to admit it...Jimmy Riley looked incredibly impressive!
Seth Ericson: He got pretty lucky there, but it was a solid win for one of Jonathan Collins' handpicked Marauders.
As he gets to the top of the entrance area, Riley is ambushed from behind by the monster Gouken! After clubbing him in the back a few times with axe handles, Gouken lifts up Riley and grabs him...THE JAWS OF DEATH! Gouken has Riley trapped in the Jaws of Death and Kanna is cackling while Gouken does his misdeeds, all while Gouken swings Riley around. Finally letting him go, Gouken starts beating his chest and growling as "Sa Bir" by Dir En Grey starts to play, leading Gouken and his sister to walk off, leaving Riley down on the top of the ramp in pain.
WINNER: Jimmy Riley
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Post by EXODUS Office on Mar 24, 2013 15:49:43 GMT -6
We cut backstage after the opening, Jonathan Collins still looking irate over the things Kliff Ulysses said to him before taking off. Jon seems to be pacing around the office, all until a familiar face steps into his office, wearing the exact same t-shirt he is. The crowd cheers as it finally focuses on the face...that of EXODUS Pro Champion Fiona Rourke. Fiona Rourke: Upset, Captain? She smiles and comes over, looking up into his eyes before giving him a hug, hoping to ease some of the tension and frustration. Jonathan Collins: This...probably isn't the best state you've seen me in, Fiona. Fiona Rourke: That's okay, I'm still here with you. You look like you could need a friend right now anyways. Without a second thought, Fiona lifted her head up and kissed her boyfriend and boss on the lips, hoping it would ease some of what was on his mind. It didn't take Collins long to return the kiss, holding onto his girlfriend and his company's champion. They probably could have gone on a little longer before a throat cleared itself quite audibly and a voice off camera sounding like a familiar obnoxious EXODUS manager asserted himself. Voice Off Camera: NOT ALLOWED! Fraternizing with the World Champion! This will not do! How dare you show such blatant favortism to Fiona Rourke?! The camera swings toward the voice, and instead of the infamous Donovan Torment, instead they find Jimmy Riley, in the same shirt in addition to his own ring gear. Laughing, he came over and gave his friend Fiona a hug and Jon a hearty handshake. Jimmy Riley: Nice shirt, guys. It's like we planned it or something. Fiona Rourke: Planned it? Why would we plan to wear the brand new Marauders t-shirt you can only get at live EXODUS events? The three of them look around, almost whistling innocently as a hand comes from off camera, handing a few bills to Fiona. Jonathan Collins: Well, product placement aside, you guys got matches tonight, and I did promise a Marauders reunion, so... Fiona Rourke: I GOT THIS! She clears her throat and grins, standing back to back with Riley. Fiona Rourke: TO PROTECT THE WORLD FROM DEVASTATION... Jimmy Riley: To unite all people within our nation! Fiona Rourke: To promote the goodness of truth and love! Jimmy Riley: To extend our reach to the stars above! Fiona Rourke: Fiona... Jimmy Riley: Jimmy... Fiona Rourke: Team Marauders blasting off at the speed of light! Jimmy Riley: Surrender now or prepare to fight! The two of them stop to look at Collins, who basically looks like he's TOTALLY NOT WILLING TO DO THIS. Fiona grins at him, finally elbowing him playfully. Jonathan Collins: ...Meowth, that's right. Rourke and Riley high five as Collins looks at them both...before finally just grinning and giving them pats on the back. Jonathan Collins: Go get 'em, guys. The two nod and Jon smiles as he watches his friends and partners leave, knowing that EXODUS was in good hands with those two leading the charge. Jonathan Collins: Well, now that we've done that, how about you guys go get ready for your matches? We cut away from that, and the RIMAC Arena parking lot fades in to view. In the parking lot, a 2012 black Ford Focus drives into it, its lights shining bright in the San Diego night. The Ford model car is parked as close to the arena as possible (which isn't that close since the parking lot is packed). As the bright lights are turned off and the engine is shut off, the driver's seat door opens and out comes newly signed EXODUS superstar, Blake Jones. Jones is wearing black Nike shoes, black jeans, a white t-shirt, and a black leather jacket which fits him perfectly. He smiles as he slams the car door and begins to walk towards the arena. Blake Jones: Man, this is just awesome. Jones arrives to the front entrance of the arena and nods at the ticket vendor, who lets him pass. As he makes his way to the doors, a few fans who arrived late and notice Blake from his time with the other company that probably should not be named. Jones smiles as the fans take pictures of him, acting like paparazzi. As Blake enters the arena, he takes a deep breath and begins to walk the halls of the arena. There are no fans here, as fans are not allowed backstage without a backstage pass, but there are many stagehands and backstage workers. One backstage worker walks past Blake carrying a box of t-shirts, but Blake grabs him by the shoulder and slowly pulls him back, still smiling. Blake Jones: I'm sorry, I'm new here. My name is Blake Jones and I'm one of EXODUS's newly signed talents. Can you tell me where I can find the office of one Jonathan Collins? Backstage Worker: Yes, I can. Just head straight, take a left at the end of the hallway and you should find the office of Mr. Collins. Blake Jones: Thank you. The backstage worker nods as he begins to walk on, but Blake grabs him on the shoulder once more and brings him back to the same position he was before and begins to look into the box of t-shirts that the backstage worker is holding. He reaches into the box and pulls out a LEGION t-shirt, which he unfolds. He looks at the backstage worker with his left eyebrow raised in question. Blake Jones: How much does this cost? Backstage Worker: $10 a t-shirt. Blake shakes his head as he folds up the t-shirt. Blake Jones: Wow. Toilet paper is getting very expensive. The RIMAC Arena crowd cheers and chuckles as Blake takes a quick little shot at the stable that has tried to destroy EXODUS for the past few months. Blake grabs the rest of the LEGION t-shirts out of the box with his right hand and hands the backstage worker $200 for the 20 t-shirts. Blake Jones: I need the toilet paper. I'm running low and I heard this stuff is like the stable itself. Full of crap. The crowd lets out an "ooh" as the backstage worker shakes his head and chuckles. Before he can make his way to the t-shirt stand, Blake stops him once more as he looks at the box once more. Blake Jones: If you find any Dom Harter t-shirts, bring them to me. They're almost as good for replacing toilet paper as these LEGION t-shirts are. Blake pats the man on the back as he finally lets him go to the t-shirt stand before making his way straight down the hall. The scene suddenly cuts backstage to the RIMAC Arena, specifically to the production truck. Inside the truck, there is a loud bang and the sound of yelling. The cameraman enters and finds a cracked monitor on the floor, and finds "The Evangelist" Jerry Matthews shaking a member of the broadcast crew back and forth violently. Deacon Jeremiah is standing behind him, with the Platinum Championship on his shoulder.
Jerry Matthews:
You hear me, you insignificant little prick. The next time I have a segment, you don't cut it off suddenly for anything. I don't two rat s**ts about Andrew Ashton, or how many world titles he won. I'm Jerry Goddamn Matthews, and I've earned enough respect to not have my air time cut short.
Crew Member: Yes, yes, yes, Mr. Matthews. It won't happen again.
Jerry Matthews: You're damn right it won't. But, just keep in mind that if it does, my associate here will be forced to pay you a visit.
Jeremiah clenches his hands together and cracks his knuckles.
Jerry Matthews: I think we've made our point. Jeremiah, let's go, we have an important engagement
tonight.
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Post by EXODUS Office on Mar 24, 2013 15:48:07 GMT -6
Regular MatchAndrew Ashton vs. PowerhouseThe lighting in the RIMAC arena shuts down, including the video screen. The opening riff to "Be Still and Know" by Machine Head begins to play, bringing an electric reaction of ecstatic cheering and angry booing from the fans in attendance as the video beings to play. Green strobe lighting flashes around the arena in sync with the drums. Once the song kicks in, "The Final Star", Andrew Ashton, makes his way from behind the curtain. He wears a sleeveless black leather vest with the hood up, although his cocky smile is still clear to see. He reaches the top of the ramp and turns his back to the fans, showing the star on the back of his attire and holds one arm into the air. The fans get even louder as he turns around and makes his way down to the ring, his arms crossed. He slides under the bottom rope and makes his way towards the corner, stepping up onto the second turnbuckle, arms still crossed. He then reaches up and throws off his hood, the cocky expression for all to see. He throws his arm into the air once again as flashes come from the people in attendance trying to take pictures. Dick Morosi: Andrew Ashton is back and he looks ready for action...but I don't feel like this is the same Drew Ash I called matches for years ago. Seth Ericson: Because he's not, Dick! He's better! The London Symphony Orchestra begins the beginning of "The Final Countdown" as the cameras cut backstage. The locker room door of Powerhouse opens and she comes out looking as focused as ever. The cameras follow her down the hallway as she has a robe that is covering her at this point. She turns the corner down the hallway a few times before making her way out from the curtain. This times in perfectly with the theme music as the intro ends and the song picks up. She walks through a few curtains before taking off her robe to reveal her finely chiseled body that is a site a to behold. She holds her arms up for a moment before going down for a few push ups on the rampway as more lights go off behind her. She gets up and immediately runs down to the ring with great intensity. She slides under the bottom rope and quickly runs the ropes back and forth getting energized for her match. Dick Morosi: We have a newcomer tonight in the intense and strong Powerhouse! Seth Ericson: I'm still not sure if this chick is legitimate or insane. Senior Referee Brian Lowery calls for the ball, and the two meet at the center of the ring. The crowd starts buzzing and Drew just shakes his head, looking back toward the entrance to the ringside area. Andrew Ashton: Seriously, Rufus?! SERIOUSLY, JON?! He turns back to face Powerhouse, who hasn't just stepped up to the challenge, but she's now laying into Ashton with forearm shots to the face! She goes to whip him to the ropes, but Drew slides underneath the ropes and shakes his head angrily, feeling disrespected by the young star! Powerhouse begins to pose as he walks around the ring, slowing things down, getting the crowd behind her. Finally getting back in the ring, she raises her hand, daring Andrew to get into a test of strength with her. Drew looks at her, shakes his head, and kicks her right in the stomach. Seth Ericson: HAH! That's a veteran move by The Final Star! Drew has her doubled over and kicks her back up to a standing position, quickly dropping her with a STO. Drew smirks and gets to his feet, just to watch her sit back up and get right back up in his face! Drew can't believe what he's seen, and he just short arm clotheslines her down, only for her to get back up! Drew can't believe it, and now he's the one being hammered by forearms and whipped to the ropes! He comes back on the rebound and Powerhouse nails him with a huge bicycle kick! Drew is down and the crowd is really starting to warm up to Powerhouse! She lifts him up and whips him to the corner as she backs up and charges, coming in with a huge forearm to the corner! As he stumbles out, she starts hoisting him up...she looks to be going for the Tower of Power! Drew wiggles out of the hold and rolls out of the ring...and he's walking away? Dick Morosi: I don't get what he's doing. Seth Ericson: I do! He's Andrew Ashton! He shouldn't be wrestling opening matches, nor should he be wrestling against circus freaks! He's walking away! Powerhouse starts taunting him to get back into the ring and Lowery continues his 10-count as Drew walks away, looking irate that it even had to come to this. As the count hits 10, he calls for the bell, and "The Final Countdown" starts to play again as Powerhouse nods, Lowery raising her hand in victory! Dick Morosi: That was incredibly uncharacteristic of Andrew Ashton. Seth Ericson: But is it? Andrew Ashton is above this, and he doesn't need to make some sideshow like Powerhouse famous! She's nothing compared to him! WINNER (via Count Out): Powerhouse
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Post by EXODUS Office on Mar 24, 2013 15:46:47 GMT -6
EXODUS PRO TV EPISODE #7
MARCH 24, 2013
RIMAC ARENA, SAN DIEGO, CA
Mondays is for drinking to the seldom seen kid... "Grounds for Divorce" kicks off this episode of E-Pro Television, and the crowd already knows what to do by now! Singing along with the echos and banging on the guardrails in time with the music, the crowd gives a warm welcome to the Director of EXODUS Pro as he steps out! Tonight, Collins is not in his usual dress shirt and slacks, but he is instead in jeans and a t-shirt that reads "Up to No Good Since 2012" on the back and a Marauders logo on the front. He steps into the ring and salutes the crowd before David Zinkus hands him a microphone, leading him to smile. Jonathan Collins: Holy crap, you guys are loud tonight! The crowd cheers again and Jon plays along, pretending to stumble in his step at the force of the noise. Jonathan Collins: You know, I seriously can't get over just how much you guys have embraced this company. I know that it's easy to think that we're just raking in the big bucks because we have a guy like Rufus Frost backing us, but this company is small and we're proud of it. We're doing it the right way, and you guys are growing up with us. For that...thank you. The crowd cheers and a small "E-PRO! E-PRO!" chant breaks out as he nods, looking out at them. Jonathan Collins: So I'm gonna try to make this quick, since you guys deserve to get the action sent right to you. First off, we have a lot to cover involving Invincible. Primarily, I have to finish filling out the International Title match. Now some of you are thinking that I might dig into the Frontier Grappling Arts roster and dig up someone like...I don't know...Pat Gordon Jr.? The crowd pops at the mention of The Southie Scrapper. Jonathan Collins: I totally figured. And some of you may even think I'm bringing Johnny Blayze here for that very reason! You guys liked him, right? The crowd cheers approvingly for Blayze, who left a good impression with the RIMAC audience after his appearance two weeks ago. Jonathan Collins: Well, I decided that the best course of action would be to let Dom be a grown man and solve his problems the old fashioned way. See, a few weeks ago, he got himself on Twitter and caused some problems with Ryuji Kamigawa. Now I know society loves themselves a good old fashioned Twitter war these days, but I have a very thin tolerance for keyboard jockeys. So, here's the deal. In two weeks at Invincible, Dom Harter will be facing Heather Halliwell and Kamigawa-san himself for the vacant International Title. And Dom? If you win this match, I'll happily hand you the International Title because you earned it. For now? Good luck, because I think you've got a very angry assassin after you. The crowd once again cheers approvingly over the decision made, and Jon nods, giving them another salute before he asks them to quiet down for his next announcement. Jonathan Collins: Now onto my next big announcement. I've been keeping this one kind of close to my chest, but we decided it's time to institute another title into the workings of EXODUS Pro. We needed something that represented the heart and soul of the EXODUS audience, and for that I'm pleased to announce we have activated a title called the San Diego Bay Title! The crowd roars its approval, even starting to sing some of the San Diego Chargers anthem, leading Jon to laugh as he leans against the ropes. Jonathan Collins: Woah, woah, you guys gotta let me talk about it first! See, there's not gonna be a tournament, but I can tell you at least two of the people involved in the match right now! First, we're gonna have Jerry Matthews in it. The crowd boos, Collins nodding along with them. Jonathan Collins: I get it, I get it. I'm not a big fan of the Bible thumper either. He's impressive though, and as Director, I've got to give fair chances all around. The next guy though? Well, he's my newest signee, and you're gonna love him. Straight from the XWA, I bring to you BLAKE JONES! The crowd pops, as some wrestling fans know his name, leading to a warm reception for him. Jonathan Collins: That being said, I have a couple other slots to fill, and one of them is going to involve Johnny Blayze! Blayze did a favor for me, so why not reward him with a chance to make it big in EXODUS in his debut match? Now who's that fourth person going to be? I haven't the foggiest, but we'll see. Anyways, before I get carried away, I want to let you guys enjoy a gre--- Jon's words are cut off by the sound of "Zero" by The Smashing Pumpkins. The crowd boos as Kliff Ulysses makes his way down to the ring in a LEGION t-shirt and his wrestling gear. Collins, for what it's worth, sits on one of the top turnbuckles, waiting for Kliff to enter the ring after letting the crowd jeer him. As soon as he does and the music dies down, Collins finally hops off the turnbuckle and walks toward him. Jonathan Collins: Yes, Mr. Ulysses? Kliff Ulysses: Jonathan, Jonathan...before you get into a fighting stance, thinking that we're going to brawl, I want you to know that I'm only out here to talk tonight. For what it's worth, I have all the time in the world to do anything else in two weeks at Invincible. What about you? Jonathan Collins: Well, I wouldn't worry where my focus is going to be in two weeks, Kliff. You and I have waited a long time for this to happen. From the moment I came to Knoxville and knocked you off your pedastal. Kliff Ulysses: As you've said countless times, Jon, the past is the past. That's why when I look at you, I don't see a World Champion. I don't see a "King of Violence." I see a man who is staring down his own mortality. I couldn't help but listen to your promo you cut for the Iron King tournament, and I didn't see a man to be feared. I saw a man who was afraid. At this point, Kliff stops and smirks. Kliff Ulysses: I saw a man who knows that in two weeks, he's going to die. The crowd starts to stir, mostly boos at this point, as Collins looks down at his feet. He's not sure how to respond for a moment, but he takes a deep breath and nods. Jonathan Collins: You know, interpret it whatever way you want, Kliff. Take whatever you heard and think it means whatever you like. However, I will tell you this. In two weeks at Invincible, I am going to put you down once and for all. After all of this, after how you've managed to lead yourself astray, I am going to send you back where you came from. Kliff, I have never hated you. I have respected your talent and ability, and now I am calling you out to bring your best in two weeks, because I will bring the full fury of my arsenal. You will be stopped and humbled by the Saint of Violence. Kliff Ulysses: That'd be a fair assessment on your part, Jon. I get where you'd think all of that. However, allow me a counterpoint. Kliff takes a step back, turning his back to Jon, who looks at him unamused. Kliff Ulysses: You don't think I know you? Jon, when I started perfecting my Angel Arm, I learned all about you. I know how you started out as a pawn of good ol' Hal Snyder. And I know how he used you and the rest of The Perfect Evil. From Michael Draven to Matt Hoffman to you. He used all of you, and you spent years with a chip on your shoulder proving the puppet master wrong. You took down Hal's greatest opponents. Smirtdogg. Jack Daniels. Ray Willmott. Even your own brother, NOTHING. You did it because you were a child looking for approval, waiting for Hal to pat you on the shoulder and give you a match you've waited thirteen years for. I've come to tell you something, Jonathan. Yes, he's been involved in it all. Every victory, every failure...they've had him written all over it, because you've fought to call out a god who doesn't care. The crowd stirs louder as Jon's reaction becomes stonefaced, the aggravation clear. Kliff Ulysses: Hal is never coming. There will be no great vindication for all his machinations. You are waiting eagerly for the rise of new evil. You have fought these great wars thinking you'd bring out a god who has forsaken you. You sacrificed eight years of your career thinking he would call you back into action by rising again...but he's not coming back. That's why he sent Daisuke, why he's sending me now. Because you are a speck in his universe. It is why he convenes with us. We are the future, and you are the failed son. You are his greatest failure, and I have promised him that I will set that right in two weeks. At this point, Collins looks up and takes a step forward, practically getting nose to nose with "The Humanoid Typhoon." Jonathan Collins: Kliff, I want to make one thing clear. Maybe he's not thinking about me like I am him, but when I finish you off at Invincible, he'll be watching. And I intend on putting down Hal Snyder once and for all. If that means putting you down too, I swear I will. For my daughter, for Fiona, for the EXODUS faithful, I will end your reign of terror. Kliff Ulysses: Don't swear to them, Jon. Swear to Helena that everything will be okay...just like you did the night she died. The crowd jeers as they can visibly see Jon angered and enraged. With that, Kliff smirks and watches as Collins trembles with anger. Kliff Ulysses: In two weeks, I want you to kiss Fiona on the lips and hug your daughter. Swear to them everything will be okay. Lie to them like you lied to Helena Benes-Collins. Lie for me. Lie and I will give you the viking funeral you've begged for since 2000. Jonathan has had enough and he lunges after Kliff, who easily slides out of the ring, smirking as he steps back up the ramp to the sound of jeers. "Zero" starts up again as Jon looks absolutely incensed, leaving Kliff to shrug innocently and dare him to come after him if there's such a problem! |
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Post by EXODUS Office on Mar 10, 2013 23:11:44 GMT -6
This is a LOADED Newswire in the wake of the events of E-Pro TV #6! - A new title will be introduced at Invincible! The San Diego Bay Title will debut at Invincible and Jonathan Collins is scouting opponents from far and wide to find the perfect four people to enter the match!
-Steve Lenton was visibly angry after the Tag Team Title Match:
"I asked Cannon if we were on the same page. Clearly we weren't because he left me in a handicap match. If EXODUS wants the titles off of LEGION put The Big L in the ring with someone who's gonna help him, not work against him..." said The Big L!
-Tom Matheny was able to get a hold of the LEGION's eloquent madman, Magnus Gunner. The Loaded Pistol had a few choice words for his enemies. Said Gunner:
"As it is written, so it shall come to pass. Once again, the Prophet of Madness has smitten down another nonbeliever. Once again I have protected my family from those who want to do harm to us. Those who question the conviction and ability of one Katherine Reynolds, you were shown the truth. And the truth is, she IS a force to be reckoned with. The LEGION is a force to be reckoned with. There is no chink in the armor of Gods. We are bullet proof. And we are many."
Additionally, he had this message for Fiona Rourke.
"Fiona... we're going to play a game real soon.... a game where I show the world how heroic you really are. I'm going to show Madison, Jon, Rufus and the rest of EXODUS the real Fiona Rourke."
- Following his impressive debut victory over Matt Sage on the latest edition of E-Pro TV, Exodus personnel were able to track down newly signed superstar “The Evangelist” Jerry Matthews for a statement regarding his thoughts on being a possible contender for the San Diego Bay Championship:
“It’s only natural that I would be considered as a top contender for Exodus’s newest championship. Apparently, my decimation of Matt Sage caught somebody’s attention, as it rightly should have. I’m not new to holding championships, and through the power of God’s endless grace, I can guarantee that I will be the first San Diego Bay champion. I just pity all who will get in my way, because they will meet a very unholy end. The Word of the Lord, Thanks Be to God.”
- The main event of Invincible is set! Fiona Rourke will be defending her Heavyweight Title against LEGION's Magnus Gunner. These two are storied rivals, and Gunner has been a cloud over her since his return to EXODUS back on E-Pro Television #4. What lengths will "The Strong Style Seraph" go to just to retain her title against the monster that has victimized her almost her entire North American career?
- Also confirmed for Invincible: the first of Dom Harter's opponents, when Jonathan Collins named Heather Halliwell to the International Title decision match! It's no secret that if you follow Halliwell and Harter on Twitter, the two of them are in a close relationship. Will they be able to put romance aside as the two of them go up against one another for the title?
- Also announced was a TLC match for the Tag Team Titles! The Ninth Gate will defend the belts against #1 Contenders the #HarmoniousRevolution, in addition to the new teams of Abby Park & Johnny Cannon, plus Justin Brooks & Steve Lenton! With all six of the other people in the ring staring down LEGION, can Kameron Chase & Daisuke Iwakuma rack up another victory and another defense of their titles? |
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Post by EXODUS Office on Mar 10, 2013 22:45:55 GMT -6
1) Abby Park (Last Show: 5)
There's something to be said for having the World Champ nearly down and out. Abby Park did just that, making sure she brought her best to E-Pro Television and hitting Fiona Rourke with the Cropduster! Unfortunately, her chance was ruined by Daisuke Iwakuma, Kliff Ulysses, and Magnus Gunner. Abby Park has already taken to Twitter to voice her displeasure with LEGION, but still takes her first #1 in the rankings based on her performance!
2) Johnny Cannon (Last Show: 6)
Johnny Cannon is not a man to be trifled with lately. LEGION has been getting on Cannon's last nerve, and this time they screwed him out of the Tag Team Titles. Knowing that victory was in his grasp in a time where he's been pushing to return to success has to only be angering him further. Now Cannon will be returning in two weeks, and he will most certainly be looking to get himself some revenge for LEGION's transgressions against him!
3) Fiona Rourke (Last Show: 1)
A two-spot slip doesn't make Fiona Rourke any less of an athlete. Still our Heavyweight Champion, Fiona looked good against Abby Park, just not up to the same caliber as Abby. Despite the controversial finish, Rourke stood tall at the end of the night with Park and the returning Justin Brooks, as the three of them got the best of LEGION at the end of the night.
4) Magnus Gunner (Last Show: 4)
"The Loaded Pistol" holds at the four spot, taking a victory in tag team action against Heather Halliwell and Dom Harter. Though Gunner certainly seemed to slip through the back door, looking to be the one to go up against Fiona Rourke at Invincible. Now the #1 Contender, Magnus Gunner hopes to be the one to do what he stopped Abby Park from doing.
5) Ryuji Kamigawa (Last Show: NR)
EXODUS' in-house mercenary made a definitive statement this week, putting himself up against Daniel Prophet and coming out victorious. Kamigawa made it look easy, and made his intentions crystal clear both to Director Jonathan Collins and LEGION's leader, Daisuke Iwakuma. Now looking to position himself to face a LEGION member on the next episode of E-Pro Television, Ryuji Kamigawa has made a definitive statement; he's here and not going anywhere.
6) Daisuke Iwakuma (Last Show: 7)
A one-spot rise for defending his Tag Team Titles, albeit under dubious circumstances. Regardless, "The Perfect Evil" had to suffer a mixed bag on E-Pro Television #6. Daisuke, Kliff Ulysses, and Magnus Gunner were on the receiving end of a fair fight involving Abby Park, Fiona Rourke, and Justin Brooks. How will he and the remainder of LEGION retaliate in two weeks?
7) V (Last Show: 8)
A one spot rise for V, who managed to one up Kliff Ulysses in their matchup! On top of that, V has seemingly put himself firmly in the camp of EXODUS, burying the hatchet with Director Jonathan Collins. The mysterious man with an understanding of LEGION seems to be looking in perfect position to insert himself into the war. What's his next move? Only time will tell.
8) Kliff Ulysses (Last Show: 3)
Kliff is bound to be one unhappy camper. "The Humanoid Typhoon" slips five spots after a loss to V that was brought about by the unwanted and unsuccessful help of Itsumo Ichi. Kliff's #1 fan wound up becoming his downfall, only heightened by Kliff being denied his chance to compete for the Heavyweight Title! Kliff did get a little bit of satisfaction this week on E-Pro Television by nailing Rufus Frost with his Angel Arm, but what was the cost? Not only did Rufus let Jonathan Collins off his proverbial leash, but Collins announced he'd step into the ring against Ulysses at Invincible!
9) Steve Lenton (Last Show: NR)
"The Big L" is not a pleased man right now (how many of them do we have on this set of rankings?). Thanks to Kliff Ulysses interjecting himself in the match and gaining the ire of Johnny Cannon, Lenton was denied a chance to pick up a victory against The Ninth Gate, being cost the Tag Team Titles. Are Cannon and Lenton rightfully due a title shot? What will become of it?
10) #HarmoniousRevolution (Last Show: 10 [Tiami], NR [Jessica])
We DO have #1 Contenders for the Tag Team Titles and two pretty happy campers as well! The #HarmoniousRevolution were on a mission this week and picked up a hard fought victory against The Knights of Anarchy. Now, Tiami Tyler and Jessica Robertson look to gain more and more momentum for their upcoming title shot against The Ninth Gate. Can they claim the titles and the answers to the missing Dani Tyler?
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Post by EXODUS Office on Mar 10, 2013 21:29:32 GMT -6
I know one bit of feedback we already got was something I'm planning on doing next week, and that's putting the show together in our private staff board and then moving it en masse to the results board. I do want to apologize for the delay in getting the full show up, as well; some personal issues of mine (Clint) had me in and out all afternoon and evening, but I'm happy to say we got this week's show done and up, still on Sunday!
So with that said, let's move on to your feedback!
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Post by EXODUS Office on Mar 10, 2013 21:25:19 GMT -6
The lights in the arena dim to just below total black as a soft, lilting tune from a traditional zither gently plays throughout the sound system. The figure of Abby Park stands in front of the entryway, her back facing the crowd. A light shines on the symbol emblazoned on the back of her attire. The zither fades as a roaring drum kicks in. MAW MAW MA MA MA MA MAW "Maw Maw Song" by The Joy Formidable blasts through the arena as the lights come up. Abby turns around and thrusts both fists into the air, her mouth open in a shout that is all but drowned out by the music. I'm big
Like a warrior I've grown sure
So draw, draw, let me right you Abby brings her fists down but looks at her right arm for a mere moment. After looking at the arm, she lightly slaps her cheeks three times and proceeds to walk down the ramp, her eyes focused intently on the ring. Though her eyes remain forward, she averts them as she slaps a few hands with the fans, grinning ear to ear. You want it all
You want it all
I know you do
I know you do Using the steps to get to the apron, Abby steps into the ring and stands in the center. Abby lifts her left palm in front of her chest. Quickly she hits her palm with her right fist. Once. Twice. Three times. After the third time she raises her right fist skyward, again her mouth letting out a yell. Here now, the wind it blows high
Just cover your mouth for a colorful lie
Your hand, put it right here
I'm taking you somewhere
Somewhere to live David Zinkus: Introducing first, the challenger...from Nashville, TN....ABBY PAAAAAARK! Before dropping her fist, she points towards a random section of the crowd and gives a thumbs up, listening for the reaction. She drops her fist and walks towards a corner and waits, eyes towards her opponent, as the music dies down until the zither plays briefly before coming to an end. Dick Morosi: The challenger is looking real confident tonight, and she's getting a lot of love. If you thought the reaction for her was great, wait until you hear this! The lights in the arena dim as the back of the entrance portion starts to light up with bright white light. Up on the video screen, the familiar silhouette in her hooded cloak appears as the opening chords of "Unbreakable" by Fireflight start to play! Suddenly, standing on stage through the smoke and lights stands "The Strong Style Seraph" Fiona Rourke! Where are the people that accuse me? The ones who beat me down and bruise me? They hide just out of light Can't face me in the light They'll return, but I'll be stronger Flipping her head back, the hood of the cloak flips down, and she starts making her way down the ramp and aisle to the ring! God I want to dream again Take me where I've never been I wanna go there This time I'm not scared David Zinkus: And now introducing your EXODUS Pro Heavyweight Champion! From Portlandia! She weighs in at 135 pounds of kinetic energy....THE STRONG STYLE SERAPH, FIONA ROURKE! Fiona immediately makes her way around the ringside area, reaching for all the fans who want a slap of the hand. Stopping by a younger fan, she immediately takes off a glow necklace around her neck and hands it to the fan before sliding in. Now I am unbreakable It's unmistakeable No one can touch me No one can stop me Immediately climbing to a turnbuckle, she raises one finger to the sky and smiles, nodding as she starts removing her cloak, all before hopping off the turnbuckle and glancing at Abby. The two share a knowing nod and after Senior Official Brian Lowery checks Fiona for weapons, he backs off and calls for the bell, kicking off our main event! Dick Morosi: These two knew they'd meet again! After Rourke barely beat Abby Park on E-Pro Television #3, these two now square off in Rourke's V1 defense of the title! Seth Ericson: For what it's worth, these two put on a hell of a show that night. Let's see if they can top it. The two meet in the center of the ring and chat a little, Rourke extending her hand first as Park goes to shake it, kicking things off that way before circling around and then locking up! The two give no decisive advantage to one another before Fiona slowly starts backing her into a corner, and getting a break. The ref begins to count, and Fiona backs away, the two exchanging grins before they start to meet in the center again. Once more, they lock up and Abby and Fiona battle toward the ropes, before Abby whips her to the ropes. Fiona instantly flips into the handspring, and after her win two weeks ago, Park sidesteps to avoid a possible incoming Shinigami, but Rourke lands on her feet and leaps over a sweep from Park. Rourke waits until Abby's on a knee and goes for a hurrcanrana, but Park rolls through and goes for a spin kick that Rourke ducks, with Park ducking Fiona's attempt for a sweep, and the two finally get to two feet in attack mode, and the crowd applauds their opening salvo! Dick Morosi: These two look as evenly matched as they did the first time! Seth Ericson: These two are going to have to pull out new tricks to get a win this time, so it's going to be a race to who digs out new moves first. The two seem content with how things go, and Abby points to her head to remind Fiona she's learned. Fiona respects that, and the two seem to go back into attack position, looking ready to change things up. Abby tries for a high kick, but Fiona ducks it, leading Rourke to leap up to attempt an early Shinigami, but Abby sidesteps it and instantly goes for a dropkick, connecting with Rourke's midsection! Finally with a little bit of an opening, Park goes in to start working on the knee and legs of Fiona by attacking with kicks and knees into her legs. Dick Morosi: This is a good strategy by Abby Park! Seth Ericson: Of course it is! By taking out her legs, it neutralizes Fiona's Shinigami finisher, and that's been one of the most potent in EXODUS! Park continues, driving a knee into the back of Fiona's leg, all before pushing the leg forward to roll Fiona over, coming after her with a short arm clothesline. Quickly, Park hooks the leg... One... Two... Kickout! Park nods, respecting the count, all before she picks up Fiona and helps her to her feet, landing a couple of stiff palm strikes to the chest. She whips her to the ropes, catching Fiona on the rebound with a back elbow. Again Park goes back to work on the legs, leaving Fiona in pain on the mat after another couple of kicks. This time, Abby twists the legs by working a spinning toe hold, leaving Rourke in pain. She quickly scrambles to the ropes, getting there to break the hold, which Abby breaks instantly. With a frustrated look, Abby goes in and pulls her off the ropes towards the middle of the ring, but Fiona reaches to cradle her into a small package! One... TWO... KICKOUT! Dick Morosi: The champ almost escapes this one! Seth Ericson: Abby was smart to pull her from the ropes though! She can keep working the legs now! Fiona gets up and as Abby advances closer, she strikes Park with an elbow smash to back her up. Park comes closer again, this time getting met with a palm strike...and as she runs towards Fiona, she gets nailed with a huge dropsault, but Fiona hits the ground on one knee, still in pain! Park notices and instantly comes forward with a huge knee to Fiona's face, landing the Seoul Train! Abby goes down and hooks the leg... ONE... TWO... THR--NO! Abby winces in frustration, and she looks absolutely distraught as she gets Fiona up and whips her to the corner. Abby backs up and charges forward for a huge clothesline, but Fiona grabs the rope and rolls herself halfway out of the ring, using them to swing her legs up and kick Park in the head with a pendulum kick! Fiona lands on the apron and as she springboards in, she grabs Abby on the way down, catching her with the Soul Caliber! Dick Morosi: Fiona Rourke is starting to feel it again! Seth Ericson: I hate to admit it, but once she starts getting in that zone, she's hard to sto--OH HEY, LOOK WHO WE HAVE HERE! The camera cuts to the top of the ramp, where Magnus Gunner is standing there, talking to Kliff Ulysses and Daisuke Iwakuma. Meanwhile, Fiona starts backing up to size up Park, knowing that she's feeling it...she charges forward...SHINI--NO! Park ducks, grabbing Fiona up on her shoulders! She's going for it---CROPDUSTER! Park is about to crawl over, but the LEGION trio starts running down, Daisuke yanking Park out of the ring, and they begin to swarm! The three begin attacking Fiona, but Abby Park slides into the ring and she's not having any of this! She starts trading punches with Gunner, trying to help battle them off of Fiona, but the numbers game comes down to affect Abby! Fiona gets to her feet, starting to help her opponent and rival fend them off, but it's not working... Dick Morosi: WHAT DO WE HAVE GOING ON HERE? At this point, the camera cuts to where Justin Brooks is sitting, Brooks beginning to stand up and take off his shirt, hopping the rail without a thought! He gets into the ring, looking over at Kliff...SPEAR! Down goes Ulysses! Justin Brooks starts punching away at him, and Abby begins to go after Daisuke...GOURD-HEAD! Fiona's battling with Magnus...SHINIGAMI! Brooks, Park, and Rourke are going hard after this unholy trinity from LEGION, and get them out of the ring! The crowd is cheering as the three of them stand tall! Dick Morosi: LEGION look shellshocked! They came in to disrupt the World Title match, and have now earned the wrath of The Big Bad Brooks! Seth Ericson: HE QUIT ON US! HE WALKED OUT! How dare he interject himself in this conflict? The trio starts shaking hands and checking up on one another, as David Zinkus hands Brian Lowery the Title. Before he can do so, Abby Park takes it from him and looks at Fiona...before nodding and handing her the belt. The two bump fists and the words "next time" are mouthed before the three of them take to turnbuckles to salute the crowd as we fade to copyright! |
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Post by EXODUS Office on Mar 10, 2013 21:24:27 GMT -6
EXODUS Pro Tag Team Championship Match!The Ninth Gate (Champions with Audrey Lloris) vs Johnny Cannon and Steve Lenton (Challengers)David Zinkus: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the EXODUS Pro Tag Team Championships! "Napalm" by Xzibit hits the sound system and the crowd begins to cheer. Steve Lenton parts the curtain in front of him, slowly stepping out under the lights and looking around at the teaming masses of humanity that pack the RIMAC arena, providing fanfare for him and his partner. Lenton is talking to the crowd jumping up and down on the stage, walking from one end to the next. The camera zooms in on his face, "Listen to that!" Lenton exclaims with a smirk. He walks up the ramp with a slight strut, looking out at the crowd. David Zinkus: Introducing the challengers, first from Hampton, Virgnia, standing at six feet, five inches tall and weighing in at two hundred, and fifty-five pounds… STEVE LENTON! He stops short and looks around for a moment. He takes it all in, listening to the fans cheer for him. Some of the fans hands touch him. Stephen slaps the hands and continues to make his way up the ramp with his eyes glued on the arena again. Once he makes it to the apron, he looks at the ring and then climbs up on it quickly and stands up on the turnbuckle. The lights around the arena then turn into a spotlight. Dick Morosi: Interesting team we’ll be having here, as Johnny Cannon and Steve Lenton will try to co-exist long enough to knock the Ninth Gate off the top of the tag division! Seth Erickson: Which will be an impossible feat, considering the fact that the champions are a well oiled machine, while Lenton is well, just oily! The fans continue to cheer as the song begins to break down. Lenton forms a smirk on his face and lifts his arm in the air with enthusiasm. He wipes his mouth and leaps down from the turnbuckle and stands in the ring, circling it. He decides to hit the turnbuckle again standing on it lifting his right arm in the air the same way he did. He takes in the cheers, looking around slowly. Stephen leaps down and stands in his corner, getting ready to fight. “Napalm” fades out and silence takes over the RIMAC for a second. A small section of the fans begin chanting "Cannon" to the delight of the man waiting in the ring. Another few seconds pass, and finally "Brainstorm" by Arctic Monkeys hits, causing what could only be described as an eruption from the EXODUS crowd. On cue the aforementioned Brit bursts through the curtains energetically, showing his true showmanship as he stops and poses with a two finger salute on the entrance stage. Staring out into the crowd through a pair of Rayban Wayfarers, Cannon stands in a track jacket designed in the colors and pattern of the London flag. He flaunts wrist tape, bottoms, knee pads, and boots stylized in the same fashion as well. The charismatic Briton ceases his posturing, slowly walking to each side of the stage to play to the crowd before beginning his march to the ring. "Brian, top marks for not tryin'
So kind of you to bless us
With your effortlessness
We're grateful and so strangely comforted."Walking methodically with a swagger filled amble, Johnny does't stop for an instant, as his eyes remained trained forward. As he reaches the middle of the ramp, he comes to a stop, staring at the patrons on either side of him and giving them a finger gun salute. From there the British brawler picks up his saunter. David Zinkus: “Hailing from London, England, standing at six foot, three inches tall, and weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds… this is JOHNNY CANNON! "And I wonder, are you puttin' us under?
Cause we can't take our eyes off
The t-shirt and ties combination
Well see you later, innovator."Cannon quickly runs up the ring steps and quickly leaps over the ropes with relative ease. Using the momentum from his jump, Johnny spins into the center of the ring before stopping on the drop of a dime and peering outside at the nearest ringside camera. Too cool for school, the world renowned actor slowly unzips his jacket, and slides out with suaveness before handing his entrance gear to the referee, who then hands it to the nearby ring attendant. Johnny shoots a glance at Lenton who acknowledges, the two standing in adjacent corners as they prepare for their foe’s arrival. Seth Erickson: And you think those two are on the same page Dick? The Ninth Gate's gonna make quick work out of them. The lights in the arena start to dim as a lone light towards the back wall of the entrance way begins to pulse in time with the drum beat. Soon, more lights start joining in on the pulsing, and as more drums and electronic pulses kick in, the crowd starts jeering. At the first scream for vocals, Audrey Lloris leads the way for Kameron Chase and Daisuke Iwakuma, the collective known as The Ninth Gate! David Zinkus: Introducing their opponents, being accompanied to the ring by Audrey Lloris, and representing LEGION, at a combined weight of four hundred, forty four pounds... they are the EXODUS PRO TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS... the team of Kameron Chase and Daisuke Iwakuma... THE NINTH GATE! Don't fret precious, I'm here
Step away from the window
Go back to sleep.
Safe from pain, and truth, and choice
And other poisoned devils.
Say they don't give a f*** about you
Like I do... As the song continues, the two walk down, paying no mind to the audience before Audrey steps up the ring ropes to hold them open for Daisuke and Kameron. Stepping into the ring, the duo move to the center of the ring, pausing to extend their arms outward to pose in the LEGION trademark crucifix style. Once down, the lights start to come back up as they remove their jackets and talk strategy. Senior official Brian Lowery holds up the tag team championships, all four men nodding in acknowledgement of what's at stake. After, he requests for the two men who will start the action to step forward. Cannon gives Lenton the floor, making his way to the apron while Daisuke lets Chase know he'll get things going. Upon Chase exiting to the apron, the bell chimes thrice and we're off. Dick Morosi: And it looks like Lenton and Iwakuma are going to start things off. Stretching his arms out in a crucifix pose is the leader of LEGION, Daisuke Iwakuma, as he glares coldly at the physical specimen that is Steve Lenton who stands only a few feet away from him. After the brief moment of posturing they advance toward one another, immediately going for the traditional collar and elbow tie. Knowing full well he doesn’t stand a chance in a physical struggle with Lenton, Iwakuma quickly breaks free and applies a Headlock. Quick thinking, the former linebacker from Virginia Tech University backs Daisuke into the ropes, using the elasticity of the cables throw his antagonist forward as their two bodies bounce off it. Consequently, Lenton is freed from the headlock, and Iwakuma is sent across the ring. As he bounces off the cables and charges forward, Daisuke is welcomed by the not so warm embrace of his opponent, coming in the form of a stiff shoulder block that flattens him like a pancake. As the RIMAC chirps from the collision, Steve plays to the crowd, flexing his muscles to the chagrin of Iwakuma who lies supinely on the canvas. Finished posing, Steve makes a dash for the ropes as Daisuke slides into the center of the ring and rolls onto his belly, forcing the rebounding Lenton to leap over him. As the Virginia native hits the second set of ropes, Iwakuma scrambles to his feet, stopping Steve in his tracks with an open palm slap upon his return. Seth Erickson: Dick… what did the five fingers say to the face? Dick Morosi: Slap Seth! And they said it loudly. And telling from the look on his face, Steve didn’t appreciate that one at all. The arrogant grin plastered on Iwakuma’s face sends Lenton into a fit of rage, causing him to impulsively charge forward and lunge at the villain’s throat. Steve falls right into the trap, as Daisuke capitalizes by ducking under one of the heavyweight’s exposed arms, quickly emerging behind him with a twisted arm under his control. The man known as the “Perfect Evil” maliciously bends Steve’s arm behind his back in a hammerlock, before backing toward his corner, close enough to where Chase can slap him on the shoulder for the tag. While Kameron climbs into the ring, Daisuke kicks at the inside of Lenton’s right knee, forcing him to drop onto it. From there Iwakuma shifts his position, extending Steve’s captured arm as a patient Kameron Chase sizes him up. Following a well placed dropkick from Chase to the exposed limb, Lenton immediately clutches his afflicted arm as he writhes in pain on the canvas. Dick Morosi: Looks like the strategy is to take out Steve’s arms. Seth Erickson: That prevents Lenton, an accomplished bench presser, from tossing them around like ragdolls. That’s sound strategy from the Ninth Gate. That’s why they’re the champs Dick! Still tending to his ailing appendage, Lenton crawls toward the ropes, looking to create some much needed breathing room between him and his opponent. Chase denies his plea to recuperate, quickly pouncing on his downed foe, and forcing his throat across the middle rope with a blatant and malicious choke. Brian Lowery immediately begins his five count. "ONE" "TWO" "THREE" "FOUR" Chase finally, nonchalantly breaks the choke at four before climbing to his feet and engaging the Lowery in a war of words. As the senior official continues to admonish him, the arrogant Chase merely outstretches his arms in a crucifix style pose, receiving jeers from the crowd. With the referee's attention diverted, Audrey seizes the moment to make her presence known as she reaches through the ropes and rakes at Lenton's eyes. She backs away innocently as Kameron turns his attention back to his foe, tossing Steve onto his back and going for a quick cover to preserve his team’s momentum. “ONE” “TWO” The former collegiate athlete interjects the pin with a jutting out of his good arm into the air, lifting his shoulder off the canvas. Steve groggily begins to climb to his feet, his eyes closed as he gasps for air. Rather than scoping out the landscape, he pivots on his hip flexor and gradually returns to a vertical base. Unbeknownst to him, the cocky six year pro from Pittsburgh remains aggressive, taking away Lenton’s newly obtained vision with the scenic qualities of his armpit as he applies a Dragon Sleeper, immediately forcing the bigger man back down to a seated position. Steve’s neck rests on the precipice of hyper-extension, as another pain filled groan escapes his respiratory system due to the exerted pressure; Chase’s gritted teeth and the murderous look in his eyes augments the stress caused by the submission hold. With their hero looking worse for wear, the patrons rise with heartfelt chants, hoping to will Lenton to his feet. “PLEASE DON’T TAP!” PLEASE DON’T TAP!” “PLESE DON’T TAP!”Dick Morosi: If the gameplan was to wear down Steve Lenton, the Ninth Gate has carried out that strategy with sound execution. Seth Erickson: Of course it has Dick! You didn't really think this makeshift team EXODUS threw together was actually going to rise to the occasion did you? Refusing to be submitted, Lenton gradually grows in height as he makes his way onto his knees, despite still being held captive in the Dragon Sleeper. The position leaves Kameron bent over him, desperately trying to keep Steve immobilized. Steve however has other plans, as he reaches overhead and grabs the tag champion by the neck with both hands, before dragging him forward and down to the mat with a Snapmare. Showing signs of enervation from his time in the submission, Lenton staggers back into the nearby corner – the wrong corner, where a treacherous Daisuke Iwakuma lies in wait. Having gotten caught in the proverbial arachnid’s web, Steve finds himself once again at a loss for air, as Iwakuma reaches over from his position on the apron and applies a modified sleeper hold. An exasperated Johnny Cannon hastily steps through the ropes, causing the Lowery to pop up and run toward him, demanding that he get back on the apron. The irate Englishman screams at the zebra clad official, pleading his case, and pointing at the perpetrator who merely exploits the London native’s inadvertent distraction. Dick Morosi: The referee is worrying about the wrong man. He's letting Daisuke get away with murder. Seth Erickson: Hey its not cheating if the referee is a bumbling idiot haha! Continuing to receive an earful, Johnny finally and reluctantly climbs back onto the apron; meanwhile Kameron Chase has recovered and climbed to his feet, Iwakuma simultaneously releasing Lenton and feigning innocence as the referee scorns him. With Steve slumped down in the corner and seemingly out of it, Kam quickly charges in with a head full of steam, looking to put him out of his misery. Either playing possum, or benefiting from a sudden second wind, Lenton suddenly bolts out of the corner, bringing Chase’s momentum to a sudden, abrupt halt. Capturing him around the head and shoulder, while simultaneously grabbing his upper thigh, Lenton reclines backward; in one fluid motion he throws him overhead, forcefully slamming him down into the turnbuckle, leaving the ring somewhat trembling from the violent impact. Dick Morosi: The tide turns with an Exploder Suplex! Both men are down, one of them has to make a tag! Seth Erickson: Where the hell did that come from? Lenton was being beaten worse than a cliché, yet somehow he was able to pull that counter out of nowhere! On the apron, Cannon claps his hands and motions to the crowd, hoping to fire them up enough that Steve can feed off of their energy. The spectators filling the RIMAC for the evening’s festivities begin stamping their feet, and those close enough to the guardrails begin slapping them, the audible ruckus causing a commotion in the middle of the ring as the once inanimate bodies of the legal participants of the contest begin to stir. On one end, Steve Lenton desperately crawls across the ring to his corner, while the other sees Kameron Chase unfold his body; his frame had taken the form of an accordion due to the Suplex received mere moments ago. With a roar from the crowd, Lenton slaps the hand of an eager Johnny Cannon, making the hot tag, while a slightly disoriented Chase follows suit, legally inviting Daisuke back into the fray. The audience explodes as Cannon steps through the ropes, giving his partner a much needed breather as he makes a bee-line toward an incoming Daisuke. The Englishman ducks a Clothesline attempt from his hated nemesis, and quickly pivots on his feet, displaying his freshness from having been forced to spectate for so long. As Iwakuma turns, Johnny lays into him with a stiff Shoot Kick to the chest, followed by a second, and then a third, the audible collision of shin and sternum sending the recipient of the barrage staggering into the ropes. Quickly executing an Irish Whip, Cannon sends Daisuke across the ring and into the opposite ropes, and upon his return does the electrifying Englishman strike. Cannon quickly flings Daisuke into the air, taking a kickboxing stance as he waits for gravity to drag the LEGION’s ringleader from the skies. He doesn’t have to wait long as Daisuke plummets straight down, only to catch a thunderous kick to the chest that sends the crowd into a frenzy. Dick Morosi: Cardiac Arrest! Listen to this crowd Seth! This might be the beginning of the end for the Ninth Gate! Iwakuma writhes in pain on the canvas, panting heavily from the assault sustained by his chest region. A recovered Kameron Chase pulls himself up in the corner, sensing his partner’s acute sense of agony and the potential danger their title reign is in. With haste he makes a dash at Cannon, only to be blindsided by Steve Lenton who charges at him from a three point stance. Indeed, the former collegiate linebacker collides with the exposed abdomen of Chase with a ravaging Gore, the momentum, and force behind the Blitz sending both men rolling under the bottom rope and crashing to the floor. Meanwhile, the two legal men – Daisuke and Cannon – struggle for control of their current affair. Johnny grabs Iwakuma by his head, slowly lifting him to his feet. Quick thinking, the most hated superstar in EXODUS quickly brings his foe down with a jawbreaker, with Daisuke’s counter sending Johnny back in a disoriented retreat. Dazed by the blow to the head, the London brawler gives Iwakuma his back, a vital mistake which he pays dearly for. Sliding up behind him, the tag champion immediately captures him in a cobra clutch hold. Upon the bridging of his back, LEGION’s fearless leader coerces Johnny off his feet, slamming him head first into the canvas with authority. Seth Erickson: Deadly Premonition! Dick, tell your mother to ready her vocals, cause its almost time for the fat lady to sing her beloved tune. The momentum of the perfectly executed Suplex carries Cannon up to a knee, while the deliverer of the said move shuffles to his feet. As Iwakuma advances toward him, Johnny suddenly springs to his feet, appearing to be running on sheer adrenaline. With a monotonous, outright manly roar, he begins unloading across Daisuke’s face with machine gun like slaps, sending sweat flying in all sorts of directions. The slaps finally cease, but the onslaught however continues, as Johnny drives his left elbow into the tag champ’s temple, followed by a stiff and blistering discus forearm with his right arm. Despite the beating sustained by his cranium, Iwakuma remains standing, albeit barely. With his foe punch-drunk and groggy, Cannon leans back into the ropes before rushing forward, leaping, and connecting with a vicious Single Leg Dropkick that all but smashes his adversary’s proverbial piñata. The flurry leaves both men down on the canvas, with Daisuke sprawling motionlessly, while Cannon lies on his back and stares blankly at the light shining down on him from the top of the California arena, basking in the flawless execution of his trademark combination, admist the noise of the crowd’s loudest pop of the match. Dick Morosi: The Clockwork Orange! The Ninth Gate’s in trouble Seth! Seth Erickson: THANK YOU CAPTAIN OBVIOUS! Cringing in pain and fatigue, Cannon slowly rolls onto his chest, and pushes himself up to a vertical base. The grimace turns to grin on Johnny’s mug, those watching on now buzzing louder than before as he stalks his prey, sliding his thumb across his throat to let everyone know that the end is near. Dick Morosi: And we could be moments away from the Cannon Driver Seth! Seth Ericson: I think Lenton's more excited than he is, he wants to put in the final blow! Indeed, Lenton's got his arm out, wanting into the ring...and behind him, walking down the aisle, is a furious Kliff Ulysses! Cannon and Kliff lock eyes, and Johnny slaps his partner on the arm, bailing from the ring to meet Kliff in the aisle, the two trading punches as Lenton turns, surprised to see this happening! Dick Morosi: Lenton needs to be careful! Here comes Daisuke! Iwakuma grabs Lenton by the head, slinging him over the top rope and into the ring! Before The Big L can react, Daisuke pulls him up and to the middle of the ring, hitting the Resident Evil and pinning him for the three! The bell rings, and Cannon breaks away from Kliff, turning to see what happened in the ring! Dick Morosi: Kliff Ulysses was out here to do the same thing he did earlier to Halliwell and Harter, and Johnny Cannon made sure he didn't... Seth Ericson: But at a greater cost! He distracted his partner and cost them the match and the titles! Iwakuma and Chase clear out of the ring as Cannon charges back in, and the pair (with their titles), escape to the back with Kliff. WINNERS AND STILL CHAMPIONS: THE NINTH GATE
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Post by EXODUS Office on Mar 10, 2013 21:18:55 GMT -6
Singles Match
V vs. Kliff Ulysses
The arena is still for a moment, tension in the air that is broken by a heavily distorted guitar riff sounding out through the arena.
My reflection, dirty mirror
There's no connection to myself
I'm your lover, I'm your zero
I'm the face in your dreams of glass
So save your prayers
For when we're really gonna need'em
Throw out your cares and fly
Wanna go for a ride?
Kliff steps through the curtain at the final verse, staring out at the crowd for a moment before making a heavy stride towards the ring. An unquestionable intensity in each step forward. Trailing behind him is Itsumo Ichi, clad in a LEGION t-shirt.
She's the one for me
She's all I really need
Cause she's the one for me
He rounds to the stairs, flying up the steps with brisk momentum before swinging through the ropes into the corner.
Emptiness is loneliness, and loneliness is cleanliness, and cleanliness is godliness, and god is empty just like me
He sits in the corner, patiently rocking back and forth as he waited for the match to begin. Eyes fixed forward with intensely heated anticipation.
The lights dim and the opening tribal groans of One Minute Silence's Holy Man seep through the arena. As the cymbals begin to crawl through, white spotlights slowly come up in the entrance and ramp area.
After a moment, V appears at the top of the ramp, eyes focused on the ring, rolling his wrists and neck. Finally he steps off towards the ring in no hurry, circling the ring methodically, stopping three-quarters of the way around and pushing up on the apron on one knee. He looks to the camera for the first time, grinning faintly, then scanning the fans who react back to the delayed attention-- waving signs, cheers with boos mixed in. He pushes up, stepping into the ring quickly, marching to the opposite side and raising his fists, letting the other side have their due, finally dropping his hands and stepping to a corner, arms crossing.
Dick Morosi: The anti-LEGION vigilante, V, against the charismatic leader of the group, Kliff Ulysses! This is a high profile matchup, Seth!
Seth Ericson: I'm not gonna take anything away from V, but he came up short against Magnus Gunner, and Kliff's no slouch himself!
The bell rings, and the two charge each other mid-ring, trading punches as the crowd jumps to their feet! V gains the early advantage and Kliff bails, sliding out of the ring as the audience boos him. His second, Itsumo Ichi comes right over to try and discuss strategy, but Kliff brushes him off.
Dick Morosi: Ichi's taken quite the liking to Kliff, and despite what some may think of him, he's got talent and can be dangerous!
Seth Ericson: Kliff doesn't need his help! He's Kliff Ulysses, he's a world class talent.
At the count of seven, Kliff comes back in, met immediately by V as the two trade punches again. Kliff reaches up, raking the eyes of his opponent, and he quickly goes to work, laying in several kicks to V's ribs. V drops to a knee, and Kliff measures a big boot to the head, sending V sprawling! Kliff takes a moment to taunt some fans in the front row, but continues to blatantly ignore Justin Brooks, who sits on the opposite side of the crowd.
Dick Morosi: Kliff needs to stay focused here, V's already back up!
Ulysses turns, and is met with a forearm from V, who quickly grabs a free arm of Kliff and locks in a wrist lock. Holding him in place, V then slams into Kliff's shoulder a couple of times before letting him go, as “Cruel” Ulysses stumbles around. He turns back to V, but gets caught with a kick to the stomach, followed by a butterfly suplex! V floats over into the cover...
ONE...
TWO-KICKOUT!
Dick Morosi: Went for the pin, just got two there.
Seth Ericson: It'll take a lot more than that to beat Kliff Ulysses!
V gets right back up, pulling Kliff with him by the hair, and assumes a double underhook clinch, driving his knees into the ribs of Ulysses! Kliff has enough sense to use a quick headbutt, breaking V's grasp, and grabs ahold of him, before snapping him over in a quick suplex of his own! Kliff rises, before coming right back down with the first of three elbow drops to the midsection of V!
Dick Morosi: Relentless assault here by Kliff Ulysses!
Kliff picks V up and pushes him to the ropes. He goes for an irish whip, sending V across...where Itsumo Ichi grabs his foot, tripping up V as Kliff yells to distract the ref! V crashes down to the mat, as Ichi steps back, feigning ignorance.
Seth Ericson: Smart move by Kliff, using everything he's got including that kid Ichi!
Ulysses pulls V back up, keeping him held by the head so he can swing and hit a neckbreaker! Once again to his feet, this time Kliff points to the corner, slowly heading over and taking his time going up the ropes as the fans boo him. He leaps off with a flying elbow...but finds nothing except canvas!
Dick Morosi: Nothing there but the mat! This is V's chance!
V slowly starts getting to his feet, all while Kliff gets to his feet...but V hits a huge spear! V begins to size up Ulysses after lifting him back to his feet, all before he goes for Discus Lariat, but Ulysses ducks under, running toward the rope, but V ducks under his disaster kick attempt! V waits for Kliff to get to his feet...DISCUS LARIAT! V starts getting Ulysses up on his shoulders, going for the Rexall, but Kliff elbows himself off of V's shoulders, pushing V towards the ropes.
Seth Ericson: V's in the corner, and that only means one thing!
Kliff climbs the ropes and begins assaulting V with elbow strikes, landing nine before he backs down and steps back...all before he charges forward and nails the tenth to hit the HELIOS! combination! V stumbles out and Kliff quickly grabs him in a position, and the crowd knows he's going for The O.D.S.E.! He starts attempting to lift V, but V lands a huge knee to the stomach, and as he starts trying to set up the Rexall again, Ichi gets up on the apron to distract referee Katie Hanneman! He goes for it, but Kliff slides off his shoulders, pushing him towards the ropes, but V reverses and Kliff goes crashing into Ichi! He's stunned and dazed, and V rolls him up...
One...
TWO....
THREE-KICKOUT!
"Holy Man" starts to play, and Kliff looks stunned as Hanneman raises V's hand in the air, having gained the big victory! He looks absolutely enraged as Ichi holds himself, stunned at the mistake he made! He seems so upset, and Kliff slides out of the ring to begin scolding the boy!
Dick Morosi: Itsumo Ichi cost Kliff Ulysses the match!
Seth Ericson: This is outrageous! How dare that nancy boy try to help Cruel Ulysses!
WINNER: V
Kliff is batting Ichi about ringside when the video screen on the stage suddenly cuts backstage...
We cut backstage to Tom Matheny, and this time, he's with Jonathan Collins! Collins has already had a rather busy night, but here he is with his childhood friend, and he looks more than pleased.
Tom Matheny: We're backstage with Jonathan Collins, and...well, I haven't seen you in this good of a mood since the first night of EXODUS Pro. What's on your mind, friend?
Jonathan Collins: I've got some great new news for you, Tom. I figured I'd break it here, because we're friends.
Collins grins and puts an arm around his friend, looking at him in a manner that has his own friend laughing.
Tom Matheny: I can't do this interview, you're killing me.
Jonathan Collins: Not even yet, my friend. See, you know that show we've got in four weeks, Invincible? We've got a big match to announce. See, after what Kliff Ulysses did tonight, I've got something for him. He's not going up against Fiona Rourke at the PPV, nor will he face Abby Park if she's the World Champ. No, Kliff's going to be too busy at Invincible, because he's going one on one with the one person he really wants. See, Kliff? He's going to go up against me. That's right, Tom...
Tom Matheny: ...Jon, you--
Jonathan Collins: Yeah. I'll see you in four weeks, Kliff. I hope you're looking forward to it as much as I am.
Jon looks at his friend and pats his back before we cut out.
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Post by EXODUS Office on Mar 10, 2013 21:03:26 GMT -6
Daisuke Iwakuma walked the halls of the RIMAC Arena as if he owned them. His LEGION group had been generally dominant thus far when faced with EXODUS competition, and even tonight's defense of the tag team championship didn't have Iwakuma as concerned as one might think.
He did, however, have to stop on his way back to the LEGION locker room, for a three-hundred pound roadblock had parked itself in the middle of the hall.
The man that stood in the path of one-half of the Ninth Gate was someone who'd promised that he would meet with the leader of LEGION. Ryuji Kamigawa, fresh off of his debut victory over Daniel Prophet, stood dead center in the hallway. His size and firm stare made it clear that he would not allow Iwakuma to pass through the hallway without acknowledging his presence.
For Daisuke, it was an unwanted intrusion with his title defense on the horizon.
Daisuke Iwakuma: What do you want? Make it quick, whatever it is. I have business to attend to -- and by business, I mean crippling EXODUS' latest pitiful hopes to take these titles away from my partner and I.
Kamigawa-san didn't miss a beat -- offering the head of LEGION a slow, deep bow.
Ryuji Kamigawa: Allow me to introduce myself to you formally, Iwakuma-san. I am Ryuji Kamigawa, new to EXODUS Pro, and a mercenary for hire. Earlier this evening, I defeated Daniel Prophet, and in doing so, advertised my services to the EXODUS locker room.
Daisuke Iwakuma: So, you beat a lowly member of EXODUS. I'm supposed to be impressed by something my followers and I do multiple times a night, Kamigawa-me?
Ryuji's eyes flashed with anger, but he forced himself to remain cool.
Ryuji Kamigawa: There is no need for insults, Iwakuma-san. Nonetheless, I understand your point. You do not respect what I have done. Therefore, I come before you to ask for the opportunity to accomplish something that you will have no choice but to respect. I want one of your followers in the ring, when we return to this building in two weeks.
Daisuke looked at the larger Japanese man with some hesitance in his gaze.
Daisuke Iwakuma: You ask for a member of LEGION in battle?
Ryuji Kamigawa: I ask you as a show of respect and indication of good will. I could have gone to Jonathan Collins -- he would JUMP at the chance to put me across the ring from one of your ilk. But I stand here before you to demonstrate that I am a neutral in this conflict, worthy of your trust and consideration for tasks that your membership may not be able to handle at any given time.
Iwakuma thought for a moment, regarding the six foot five, three-hundred plus pound Kamigawa with new interest.
Daisuke Iwakuma: Fine. You will have your match and opportunity to impress me in two weeks.
Kamigawa bowed again. Feeding the LEGION leader's ego wasn't his favorite task in the world, but it did seem necessary when dealing with the EXODUS Pro Tag Team Champion.
Ryuji Kamigawa: Who will you give me? Reynolds, perhaps? Or Gouken, yes...I am certain that a contest between he and I would be quite the collision.
Daisuke Iwakuma: I have an important match in a very short time. Give me time to think about it, and you'll know your opponent soon enough. For now, I have things to take care of more important than you.
Another slight -- and another slight ignored by Kamigawa, who simply watched as Iwakuma headed down the hallway, back in the direction of the LEGION dressing room.
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Post by EXODUS Office on Mar 10, 2013 21:02:42 GMT -6
Tag Team MatchHeather Halliwell & Dom Harter vs. LEGION (Katherine Reynolds & Magnus Gunner)Dick Morosi: I'm still surprised with some of the names we've seen here tonight, Seth. Seth Ericson: You're not alone! Johnny Blayze from FGA, Justin Brooks is in the front row...and we just saw the UWL World Champion, Pat Gordon Jr! He says he might be the opponent for Dom Harter at Invincible! Dick Morosi: Don't forget, Blayze said the same thing! Jonathan Collins is playing some tricks on Harter, but he needs to stay focused on this match. Harter and girlfriend Heather Halliwell are set to take on Katherine Reynolds and Magnus Gunner of LEGION! “Angel Eyes” by Love and Theft begins to play at the chorus as Heather Halliwell skips way out from the curtain. She twirls, arms out and smiling as the crowd cheers. She removes her cowboy hat and salutes the crowd with it before putting it back on and skipping her way down to the ring, slapping hands with the fans as she goes. She slides into the ring and climbs each corner rope, blowing kisses and posing. The opening chords of “Superunknown” begin to play throughout the arena as Dom Harter steps out from behind the black curtain, the EXODUS Pro International Title belt around his waist. He stands there, stroking his stubble with a devilish grin on his face, not once taking his eyes off the ring as he begins his slow, deliberate walk down the aisle. Harter ignores most of the fans in attendance, their mixed reaction not affecting him as he climbs up the steel steps and enters the ring through the ropes. Once inside, Dom makes his way to the corner as he rests his arms on the top rope and his forehead against the turnbuckle pad as he waits for his opponents. Dick Morosi: There's that belt, the International title; Harter stole it two weeks ago, but he'll have to earn it April 7 at Invincible! Seth Ericson: He's perfectly within his rights to have the belt and want to be called champion! “Sweet Dirty” by Twenty Two Hundred plays as Katherine Reynolds comes bouncing out from behind the curtain, displaying some high energy before dashing down the ramp. She's all smiles but ignores the fans, the referee, though she deliberately drops her ring jacket in the middle of the ring just so she can bend over to slowly pick it up. The lights in the arena dim; the venue is subsequently filled with a dark ambiance, acting as a catalyst for those in attendance to cheer or boo the man next to emerge. Those already standing do just that, and soon the small arena begins to swell with vociferous noise. Now the arena lighting begins to cast only vague shadows and silhouettes - the only source of light and illumination is that of small red glows on the EXIT signs in the corners of the building. "Something In The Way" by Nirvana suddenly sounds throughout the arena, signaling the arrival of Magnus Gunner. A few passing moments of confusion, bewilderment, and wide-panning out of on-foot cameras continues until the Michigander is finally spotted, in the middle of the far bleachers with a sea of patrons surrounding him. As Kurt Cobain's voice sounds throughout the RIMAC Arena, "The Loaded Pistol" takes a step up onto the seats and stands over the masses, finally visible to all of those in attendance. Underneath the bridge Tap has sprung a leak And the animals I've trapped All become my pets Gunner stands still on his perch, his face blank, his burnished hair damp and wavy as usual, posing in a crucifix. Magnus dawns his black, leather jacket, and beneath it lies his bare chest. Completing his brilliant ensemble is his usual black singlet with red stripes, kneepads, a pair of long length white boots, and taped wrists from knuckle to forearm. Magnus gazes far in the direction of the ring, as an uproar from the crowd sounds, mostly negative at the manic depressed star. He then climbs down from his pinnacle, and down the bleachers, gradually navigating across the arena floor through people and steel chairs alike, walking with a slow, methodical, fatigued-appearing amble, with his shoulders relaxed and arms dangling loosely, his weight shifting from foot to foot to cause him to somewhat sway - idiosyncrasies that go unmatched yet unnoticed to the untrained eye. And I'm living off of grass And the drippings from the ceiling It's okay to eat fish 'Cause they don't have any feelings Magnus climbs over the guardrail to the ringside area, and makes his way to the ring. Gunner knees up onto the apron, slowly pulling himself up with the aid of the ropes. He turns to look at the camera, his eyes staring directly into the lens which captures his smoldering soul, and then into the outskirts of the arena, the jeers and boos of the patrons merely deflecting off of his aura. He slowly marches along the apron before climbing the turnbuckle. His head is lowered, as his fists are planted into the top padding; as he sits on his perch a top the ring he takes a deep breath, thought after thought rushing to the surface of his cerebral. Something in the way Something in the way, yeah Magnus climbs down from the corner and drops down into the ring, his feet landing on the canvas with a slight thud. He slowly backs into the corner and crouches slightly, his cold-blooded eyes unblinking as his theme fades away. Dick Morosi: Looks like it'll be Halliwell and Reynolds starting things off here, as the bell sounds! Halliwell and Reynolds tie up mid-ring, and Heather grabs a side headlock, taking her opponent down. Reynolds reaches up with her legs, grabbing a headscissor, but Heather kips out of it, and both return to their feet. Katherine tries a kick to the midsection, but Halliwell grabs her foot, spins her around, and takes her down with an armdrag when Reynolds reaches a full revolution! Reynolds scrambles back into her corner, tagging in Magnus Gunner! Seth Ericson: I'm no fan of LEGION, Dick, but Magnus Gunner's no joke; he's dangerous and insane! Dick Morosi: And dangerous because he's insane, Seth. Gunner stalks around the ring, taking fake jumps at Heather to make her squirm before they finally lock up. Magnus takes no time at all in shoving Heather down to the mat, and looking over at Harter, giving him a stinkeye. Dom hops into the ring, but Chris Dawson is right there to cut him off! Reynolds comes back in, and the two grab Heather, whipping her into the ropes, and catching the Texas girl with a double back elbow, also switching out illegally! Dick Morosi: That's...come on, ref! Seth Ericson: These two aren't bad together! Reynolds sets herself, then jumps into a standing moonsault, landing square on Heather Halliwell's midsection, staying on top for a cover! ONE... TWO-KICKOUT! Dick Morosi: Barely a two, as Heather Halliwell is far from gone! Katherine stands up, sneering down at her opponent as she stomps away on Heather's ribs! Before Heather can try to crawl toward her corner, Reynolds drags her back to the LEGION corner, where she tags Magnus Gunner back in. Gunner wastes no time, dropping an elbow on the back of Halliwell before grabbing her arm and locking in a Fujiwara armbar! Seth Ericson: Look at him! Gunner's just tearing away at that arm! Dick Morosi: And Halliwell's in the ropes! Get in there, Dawson! Gunner takes his sweet time, breaking at four and jawing with the referee. Heather tries to make a break for Dom, but Katherine Reynolds scrambles into the ring and across it to hit Dom with a running kick to stun him, then grabbing Heather by the hair and dragging her back across the ring! As Chris Dawson escorts Katherine back out of the ring, Gunner pulls Heather up by her hair only to knock her back down with a lariat! He quickly stands back up and tags out to Reynolds, who has a sense of bloodlust in her eyes. Dick Morosi: I think Reynolds wants to end it right here! Seth Ericson: And I don't think Heather Halliwell's in any place to argue! Reynolds lifts her opponent up, grabbing her around the head and looking for her running bulldog...but after a couple steps, Halliwell shoves Reynolds off and into the air, crashing into the mat hard! Heather goes into a roll, and leaps into a tag to Dom Harter, bringing him in to an uncharacteristic pop from the fans in the RIMAC! Dick Morosi: Harter's in! First time in the match! Reynolds is back up and goes for a lariat, but Harter ducks under, grabbing her by the head and dropping with a neckbreaker! Gunner comes in, but he's caught with a dropkick, sending him reeling! Harter gets back up and charges the bent over Reynolds, hitting her with a kneelift and sending her back down! Gunner is back and charges, but Harter ducks under a clothesline again, and a recovered Heather Halliwell low bridges him to the outside! Dick Morosi: The momentum has swung all the way back to Harter and Halliwell, and-wait a minute, what's he doing out here!? Seth Ericson: Kliff Ulysses! Ulysses has somehow made his way to ringside without anyone really noticing him (save Justin Brooks in the front row, but Kliff's ignoring him at this point). The referee is across the ring, checking on the fallen Gunner, as Harter grabs Reynolds, locking in his Futility dragon sleeper! That's when Kliff strikes, sliding into the ring and spinning Dom around, breaking the hold and giving an opening for the Angel Arm! He quickly drags Katherine on top, and slides back out of the ring before the referee turns around, and drops to count! ONE... TWO..... THREE! Dick Morosi: Unbelievable! Kliff Ulysses has saved Katherine Reynolds from defeat and LEGION steals a win! WINNERS: LEGION (Katherine Reynolds & Magnus Gunner)Heather Halliwell's in the ring reviving Dom when... Mondays is for drinking to the seldom seen kid... And again is the sound of "Grounds for Divorce" by Elbow! The crowd cheers as a very happy looking Jonathan Collins steps out from the back, glancing over at the ring with a microphone in his hand. He raises his hand for the crowd and the music to die down so he can speak. Jonathan Collins: That's got to be kind of frustrating, man. I'm a little sorry for you both, I wanted to see you do well! However, here's the situation. Heather, you've been doing a solid job for EXODUS, so that's why I'm here. See, we've got a little show in four weeks called Invincible. The crowd pops as he grins nodding, before speaking again. Jonathan Collins: And I have a triple threat match for the vacant International Title I need to book. I promised you'd be one of the three, Dom, and I'm a man of my word. HOWEVER, I need to pick your opponents...and that's where you come in, Heather. The crowd seems to be stirring as Jonathan covers his mouth to hide his chuckle. Jonathan Collins: Heather, congratulations. You're facing Dom at Invincible. "Grounds for Divorce" starts to play again as Jonathan walks off, leaving the two a little confused in the ring to discuss what just happened!
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Post by EXODUS Office on Mar 10, 2013 21:01:44 GMT -6
We cut to the back of the RIMAC Arena, just in time to catch V rapping the back of his knuckles on Director Jon Collins' part-open door, leaning through the doorway.
V: Got a minute?
Jonathan Collins had been flipping through things, in a much better mood considering how things had gone earlier tonight. Looking up, he nods.
Jonathan Collins: Come on in, have a seat.
The other does, though it's an uneasy front half of one, leaning towards the desk.
V: You mentioned a sit-down, albeit two weeks ago. Figure it's the time to circle wagons here if ever. You tell me-- where do we stand?
Collins looks up at him, eyebrow raised, all while he glances at the mysterious man that's stepped into the company he's worked hard to help make successful.
Jonathan Collins: That depends...are you finished taking home video footage of myself and my daughter?
There's something almost imperceptible in the look that comment gets, but it feels like a smirk.
V: ... yes. My life's not boring enough to go sit outside peoples' houses for leisure, and any point that would've had is long gone now. If you feel unsure who my target is here, though...
Jonathan Collins: No, I get it. And that's why I'm fine with everything. We have a common enemy, our business is finished. I imagine you and I are ready to work as together as you and I will get.
V's grin breaks through slightly and he nods.
V: I like the way you put that. If there's a time to show LEGION that this is not their playground, it's pretty much now or never, yes?
Jonathan Collins: Considering how well we know him, I'd say that's exactly it. Just wait until you you see my big surprise for later tonight.
V: I'll definitely be watching.
Tom Matheny paces eagerly back and forth in front of a door, as the chyron "EARLIER TODAY" shows up in the bottom left corner. The door in question protects the private business dealings of one Jonathan D. Collins, Director and Peacekeeper of EXODUS Pro Wrestling. Matheny had gotten word that there was someone else in the office with Collins - someone unacquainted with EXODUS and west coast wrestling at large. Tom fidgets, anticipating what could be a huge breaking story. He spins on a dime to face the door when he hears the doorknob turn.
A bit of laughter drifts through the door as it swings open. A man sporting a shiny championship belt emerges from the office. He shakes hands with Jon Collins, who then retreats back into his office, shutting the door behind him. The man has a smile on his face.
Tom Matheny’s eyes light up. He rushes to the man and sticks his microphone in the Boston Bruiser’s face.
Tom Matheny: You’re Pat Gordon, Jr, the United Wrestling League World Heavyweight Champion and FGA roster member!
Gordon pats Matheny on the back.
Pat Gordon Jr: Hey, you do your research, Fella. Good for you.
Tom Matheny: Thanks. It’s a shock to see you coming out of Collins’ office. What were you two talking about in there?
Pat Gordon Jr: Just talking about things going on here.
Tom Matheny: Did any of those things have anything to do with the International Title situation here in EXODUS Pro? I know Jonathan Collins is looking for an extra opponent for Dom Harter. I also know there’s no love lost between you two in FGA...
Pat puts his hand on his chin and casts his eyes toward the ceiling, thinking.
Pat Gordon Jr: Collins may have mentioned that Dom Harter was in possession of the vacant International Title and that he needed an extra hand getting it back where it belongs.
The Southie Scrapper pats the EXODUS interviewer on the shoulder.
Pat Gordon Jr: Listen, Fella, I’d love to stay and gab it up with you but I gotta run.
And just like that, Pat Gordon, Jr. disappears down the corridor, leaving Tom Matheny with his jaw gaping.
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