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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Mar 1, 2017 0:46:32 GMT
NIGHT FIVE February 26th, 2017 Griswold Stadium Portland, Oregon
***ON AIR*** (A ‘filmed earlier’ sign scrolls across the screen as various sites and sights in Portland are on display, from the Lan Su Chinese Gardens and Tearoom to the giant statues of Paul Bunyon, finally sweeping to follow a slender pair of very familiar to the Phoenix Wrestling fans ladies, the forms of Sophie El and Anastasia Starling as they walked along the streets, gazing into shop windows and juggling various small fancy bags filled with souvenirs and gifts for their friends back home, the pair enjoying the zero sales tax of the city. As they walk Anastasia talks about the upcoming Phoenix Wrestling show, a lilt in her voice.)Anastasia Starling: There’s so much ahead of me these next few days. (Ana looks up at the plate glass window of the shop they’ve stopped in front of, her heterochromatic lovely eyes focus on their reflection, the lilt still there.)Anastasia Starling: It’s all very big. One match, I could defeat Aurora… you know how I feel about her, how you felt before your match… I can beat her, take her title too. But it wouldn’t end there if that’s what happens, no. Then on to another harder match, doesn’t matter if it’s Bailey Kaitlin, or Cassius Reed. Plus everything else that’s ahead… (She touches her own face, a single finger reaching up to her blue eye as she seems almost hypnotised gazing at her reflection.)Anastasia Starling: … I-it’s like… I don’t know what it’s like. I still remember being that clueless little circus girl living in San Diego, not knowing who I was or what I was doing. I remember being so clumsy and falling on my face every time I stepped through the ropes. And now I look at everything I’ve done since, everything I’ve accomplished, everything that has been thrown at me that I’ve somehow, some way overcome. I pitch myself sometimes wondering how I’m still here, and how I’m where I am now. I unno. (She seems almost in a daze, a finger now reaching towards her jade eye, her other hand squeezing Sophie’s tightly.)Anastasia Starling: I feel like everything I’ve done has led to this moment. To this weekend. Like… L-like there’s been one so many key changes in this symphony, building up to a big crescendo. And now it’s come to the finals, it’s so loud I can barely think. It’s overwhelming and intense and beautiful and… It’s everything it should be and more. The Iron King Tournament is one of the most magical things I’ve ever be a part of. (Sophie wraps her free arm around Ana’s waist, leans in and puts her chin against Ana’s shoulder, a warm smile coming and going on Ana’s lips as she sighs deeply.)Anastasia Starling: I’m so, so glad you’re with me, Ghostie. No matter what happens out there, no matter the outcome! I know you’ll be there. Sophie El: Nowhere I’d rather be. Portland’s not so bad either. I’m proud of you Birdie. Every day. (The pair smile and Sophie tugs Ana’s hand to lead her into the shop as the video fades out.)
Frankie Starlight vs. The-Finisher
("You're The Best Around" by Joe Esposito plays throughout the stadium, eliciting cheers for the match's sentimental favorite. Fin-Isher energetically makes his way down to the ring, accompanied by his brother Twin. Fin can be heard belting out the lyrics to his entrance music as he climbs into the ring and poses for the crowd. "Nice Work If You Can Get It" by Frank Sinatra and the crooning style of Frankie Starlight herald his entrance to the ring. Frankie comes to the ring to a majority of jeers, but garners a few sparse cheers for his vocal skills. As Frankie climbs through the ropes, Fin asks and receives a mic from ringside.)Fin: I better wrestler than you! I also better singer! Hit his music!(As Frankie's music plays again, Fin begins singing 'Nice Work If You Can Get It' as only the King of Finland can, cheered on by Twin and the audience. Frankie mouths 'Are you kidding me?' to Oz, Jr. before abruptly ending Fin's impromptu performance with a well placed drop kick to the chest, knocking Fin to the mat and drawing the vocal ire of the fans in attendance as the bell sounds.)Rodz: Thank you, Mr. Starlight! This is a wrestling ring, not the American Idol blind auditions.
Alpine: And yet you said nothing when Frankie sang himself into this match.
Rodz: He sang himself to the ring. Difference. You wrestle matches inside those ropes. Fin forgot that trying to pander his inner William Hung and Frankie seized the opening advantage.(Fin gets back to his feet only to be met with a barrage of punches from Frankie that drives him into the corner and down to his knees. Frankie throws a few clubbing forearms to Fin's exposed neck and upper back before pulling him up and whipping into the ropes. Fin bounces back and ducks under an attempted clothesline from Frankie and stops himself on the ropes. Frankie charges and Fin meets him with a back body drop that elevates Frankie over the top ropes to the outside. Not seeing that Frankie landed on his feet, Fin runs and bounces off the opposite ropes as Frankie slids back in and meets the charging Fin with a spring-up shoulder block. Frankie follows that up by Irish whipping Fin into the nearest corner, but Fin uses that momentum to leap onto the middle ropes and land a springboard elbow to Frankie's head as he charges in. Fin goes for the pin, but Frankie kicks out after a count of one.)Alpine: Frankie got the upper hand to start the match, but Fin has recovered and is holding his own against The Collective newcomer.
Rodz: That's like saying that a '78 Pinto can drag race a '17 Corevette to a photo finish. Every Fin has his day, but Starlight's got his PW on-screen debut. He won't lose and let this buffoon spoil his chance to impress everyone watching.(As Fin goes to pull Frankie to his feet, Frankie suddenly hooks Fin's right arm and leg and pulls him down into an inside cradle! Oz Jr. is right there to make the count but Fin breaks free after a two count! Frankie gets to a standing position first and as Fin starts to rise, Frankie his the ropes for momentum, leaps up and takes Fin down with a Add to dictionary! Quickly back to his feet, Frankie runs, leaps off the middle ropes and hits Fin with a springboard moonsault! Frankie wastes no time in dragging Fin toward the closest corner and then climbs through the ropes to ascend to the top turnbuckle. The fans come to their feet as Frankie stand and leaps into the air to execute a five-star frog splash......only to come down on Fin's upraised knees! Frankie rolls across the ring upon landing, clutching his ribs in pain.)Alpine: The winning streak stays alive! Frankie was going for the home run finish, but Fin had the wherewithal to get his knees up to counter the high impact move.
Rodz: That's the instincts of a veteran, but that's all that Fin's running on. Instinct. He's just delaying the inevitable.(Both men are slow to respond. Fin is the first to recover and Twin points at Frankie lying prone on the other side of the ring, shouting out encouragement to his brother. Fin gets to his feet and the crowd erupts in cheers as he signals for the Finnish Hammer! He motions for Frankie to get up, and as Frankie rises, Fin charges in.....only to find the crook of his arm and his neck hooked by Frankie, who uses Fin's forward momentum to take them both around in a 360 degree spin which adds to Frankie's own as he runs up the corner ropes and springs back, planting Fin with a tornado DDT! Frankie pops up, wastes no time in climbing the nearest turnbuckle. He flies off, going for the Starlight Express, but Fin moves at the last moment! With Frankie cringing on the mat, Fin takes the golden opportunity and pins him with leveraged feet on the ropes!!) 1!2!3!Winner via PINFALL: The Fin-Nisher, 5 minutes, 18 seconds.
Alpine: Fin did it! Somehow, someway Fin has continued his win streak! Dare I say it, he might be in line for a Rising Phoenix shot!
Rodz: Good, that poor girl Anastasia needs a breather.(As the match comes to the end with a shocked Frankie losing to Fin, he doesn't stop with the mayhem as he continued beating down Fin ferociously. Booing commences but Frankie holding no care puts his foot to Fin’s backside before a roar of cheers capture the attention of Starlight who tries to get in a few quick stomp-downs on Fin before his brother, Twin-Nisher races and slides into the ring. Frankie times his escape perfectly as he evades a clothesline attempt from Twin who yelled at him. Starlight laughs at him and his brother as he made his way towards the entrance ramp, pointing to the two as he yelled out “You Haven’t Seen The Last Of Me Yet!”)Alpine: What an act of cowardice from Frankie Starlight, attacking poor Fin after losing to him. That was not needed.Rodz: Frankie was stomping puddles into Fin’s ass before his brother had to come down and interfere. Frankie putting the twins on notice!
(The teaser video package transitioned to the back as cameras caught sight of one Veronica Valiant, her voice raised as she was berating towards the GM Seth Black who just stood silent, watching as one of his talents on the roster was losing her damn mind, full-on “rant mode”. Veronica stood still momentarily in front of Black, her arms folded across her chest.)Veronica Valiant: WHY?? Why must I take this? I mean why MUST I face someone named Seth first of all?(There was a silent pause in the middle there as Seth Black was already irritated, glaring a hole through her.)Veronica Valiant: ...I mean no offense but it’s a valid question. Second why must I go up against that dirty bridge dwelling hobo? Ew! Just the sight of him gives the creeps. There’s time though. You can change this match!(Seth began laughing)Seth Black: You must have lost your mind, Veronica. I mean I’ve given you multiple chances. I’ve given you multiple opportunities to make a name for yourself. You gotta work your way up!(Seth took a step forward...)Seth Black: Seth’s hungry, aren’t you?(Leaving her to think, Seth shook his head before walking off, leaving Valiant to herself all she could respond with was eye rolls and heavy sighs before things switched from her pissed stance to one Seth Iser, who was ready and eager to take matters into his own hand against Valiant. Alongside his manager Vincent Moretti who gives him words of inspiration, Seth’s frightening face gets a close-up.)Moretti: Tonight Seth ... Tonight is YOUR night to turn one’s world upside down. Tonight is your night to show everyone who Seth Iser is. Tonight, they and Veronica get to see a beast in action! (Seth’s face transformed, a smile on his face as he walked back and forth in a quickened pace, beyond ready to take his opponent on in Veronica Valiant. Moretti stops Iser from any further pacing back and forth as he slapped him on the chest.)Moretti: Veronica left you high and dry, Seth. She did you dirty. This is your time-- (Seth looked into his manager’s eyes as he nodded his head, ‘sushing’ him for one moment.)Iser: I know...and I will! Veronica will pay tonight for her actions. I’m going to maul right over her for that mistake of leaving me stranded. Veronica, this is the end for you! (Iser says as he looked into the camera, saying that to Veronica. He walked on off as his manager quickly followed behind.)Alpine: Well folks, we are about to be in for one heck of a match with Veronica Valiant taking on the ‘seething’ Seth Iser.Rodz: One heck of a match huh? More like one heck of a bloodbath! I wouldn’t count Veronica out though. Lady might not be fond of fighting the homeless-looking hobo but when it comes down to it, she will get gritty if need be.Alpine: It will be fun for us all to see. Maybe not for fun one of those two!Veronica Valiant vs. Seth Iser ("The World Is Not Enough" by Garbage plays throughout the stadium and Veronica Valiant strides to the ring. She sneers at the fans booing her down the aisle before climbing through the ropes and removing her black suit jacket top, ready to compete. "Gehenna" by Slipknot hits the speakers and Seth Iser ambles through the curtains with Victor Moretti at his side. Iser ignores the jeers and catcalls directed his way by focusing on the pre-match instruction Victor gives him. He gives Valiant a cold, hard stare before climbing through the ropes. The bell rings and both competitors circle each other a couple of times before locking up. Iser's weight advantage wins out as he muscles Valiant into the corner. The official calls for the break and Iser lets go of Valiant, only to start throwing a combination of jabs and body blows to her face and ribs! Valiant sags back against the turnbuckles as Iser drops back to the middle of the ring and rushes in for a splash in the corner, but Valiant is able to move aside. As Iser eats the turnbuckle and staggers backwards, Valiant is quick to dart in and roll Iser up in a pinfall attempt!)
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Kickout!
(Valiant quickly wraps Iser up in a headlock as he starts to get to his knees, trying to keep the larger man grounded on the mat. Iser reaches for the bottom rope, but it's well beyond his reach. As Valiant cinches the hold, Iser is able to bridge out and roll Valiant over into a pinfall attempt.)
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Shoulder up!
(Valiant breaks the hold in order to get her shoulder up off the mat. Iser pulls her up and shoots her into the ropes, but on the return, Valiant lands a drop kick to Iser's right knee and he drops to a kneeling position on the mat. Valiant pops up and lands a series of kicks and strikes to Iser's head and chest. Iser crumbles to the mat as Valiant attacks Iser's right knee, first with a couple of well placed kicks before rolling him over, lifting his right leg and slamming it back down on the mat knee first! Iser howls from the impact and rolls over on his side, grasping his leg. Valiant waits until Iser turns over and puts his weight on his good leg before she grabs the bad leg and yanks hard, dropping Iser prone on his stomach. Quick as a cat, she grapevines the leg and drops to the mat on her back, yanking hard as Iser yells out in pain!)
Alpine: Seth looked dominating early on, but the momentum shifted drastically when Veronica targeted and began attacking his right leg. I can only imagine what it would be like for him to tap right now.
Rodz: It wouldn't be pleasant, but we don't have to worry about that. The bigger opponent has greater success reaching the ropes, like Seth just did.
(Indeed, Iser uses his upper arm strength to pull himself to the bottom rope, which forces Valiant to break the hold only after she uses as much of the five-second warning as possible. She gets to her feet and lands a couple of stiff stomps to the back of Iser's knee, causing him to writhe on the mat. She grabs his right leg and places it on the ropes with the intent of bringing her entire body down on the knee, but as she turns and uses the top rope to propel herself high into the air, she gets an unwanted assist from Iser's left foot in the form of a left boot in the backside, which propels her over the top ropes and to the outside. Iser uses the ropes to pull himself up and get to the nearest corner as the offical begins a ten count. On the outside, Valiant begins to stir at five and manages to get to her feet and slide under the ropes at eight. Noting the recovering Iser, she rushes in and connects with a running clothesline which brings Iser back down to one knee. She walks away and walks around giving a smug look to the fans who are booing her. She goes for another standing clothesline, only for Iser to take a step forward on his good leg and catch her with the Pillar of Truth! The crowd roars at the sudden turn of events as Iser hooks the leg and makes the cover.)
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Kickout!
(Iser holds up three fingers at the official, who shakes his head and holds up two fingers in response. Iser staggers up and drags Valiant into a sitting position in the corner. He limps across to the opposite corner and limps hops as best as he's able to and squashes Valiant with a cannonball roll. He gets up and using the ropes as leverage, begins to stomp on Valiant in the corner. The referee warns Iser to bring the action out of the corner and as Iser starts to pull Valiant up, she tags him with a thumb to the eye! Shielded by Iser's body, the tactic goes unnoticed by the official. As Iser half-turns and stumbles around, Valiant places another strong kick to the back of Iser's wounded leg. As he drops to one knee, she leaps up onto his shoulders and brings him crashing to earth with the Budget Cutter! She rolls him over and yanks both legs back for the pin and as the ref's eyes watch Iser's shoulders, Valiant grabs a handful of Iser's tights for leverage!)
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3!Winner via PINFALL: Veronica Valiant, 11 minutes 34 seconds(With the match ending, Seth wasted no time with his mission of ending Veronica. She was close to the ropes but they were of no help. Her back was getting stomped the hell out by Iser, who’s pent-up frustration had spilled post-match. The referee tried to intervene but Seth wasn’t having it.)Alpine: Seth has lost it!Rodz: Veronica’s back is getting caved in with all those stompdowns.(Seth gets in a few more shots, his attention fully on stomping her dry. You could hear his manager, Vincent Morelli yell at him, getting his full, undivided attention. Iser walks over towards the ropes to his manager as Veronica catches a ‘minor’ break. Running down the ramp was one of Veronica’s assistants, Melanie.)Alpine: What the heck? Is that...Melanie? What is she doing out here?Rodz: Duh’, clearly she’s doing what she’s paid to do...assist her boss.Alpine: What is she giving her?(Pointing out what Melanie sliding into her boss’s hands, a syringe of sort. You could see Veronica hide it a bit, keeping it from sight as the transmission was perfect timing with her being near the apron’s edge. Veronica taking a breath got up slowly to her feet as Iser remained talking back and forth with his manager. She immediately runs towards Seth, jabbing that syringe right into the side of his neck, pressing down on the syringe, injecting whatever was in it.)Alpine: Oh my god!Rodz: She slam dunked that syringe right into his neck with brute force. Jesus!(Veronica was far from done. As Seth’s manager watched in pure shock as his client was stunned and even worse, groggy as hell. Way off-balance and far from alright. His manager tried yelling to get his attention but he was clearly subdued. Veronica took the open opportunity, crashing onto Seth’s shoulders before hitting what she called the “Budget Cutter” to a great amount of boos.)Alpine: THE BUDGET CUTTER!!!Rodz: If he wasn’t out of it before ... He’s damn sure out of it now! Wow!(Veronica, getting up to her feet, she stood over Iser, looking down at his ‘paralyzed’ body, completely KO’d as she mocked him to which the boos got louder. She screamed out to Iser, “YOU CAN’T OUTTHINK ME, YOU STREET TRASH!!” She served up a swift kick to his skull before departing the ring and headed to the back. The tragic scene transitioned from ringside to the back where Ron Swat was in full-on attack mode, pummeling the hell out of the punching bag that was customized with Richard Roque’s face on it. He was laying in punch after punch after punch until he landed about ten to which he had split the face of Roque’s on the bag. Toast who was standing to the side intervened, putting Ron on a short break...)TOAST: Okay, ten. Let me uh, repair this real quick, okay??(Ron stood a bit impatient although nodding to the request of Toast as he went to fix the patch. Toast backed off as he placed three long, wide strips of duct tape over the spot. He nodded to Ron that he could return back to his sparring. Ron immediately jumped right back in, banging into the bag with heavy shots. It wasn’t long before that previously repaired spot got open again, only this time, stuffing from inside the bag was flying out at a high-rate. Toast once again intervened as there was no use in trying to repair it again.)TOAST: OK, that’s all. You are all done here, Ron! You are ready!(Ron immediately got super-excited, jumping up and down, psyching himself up.)Swat: LETS FUCKING GO, BRO!!!(Toast agreed as Ron popped in his mouthpiece. He gave Toast a huge high-five, knocking Toast off-balance as Swat exited the room, running out to ringside for his match.)Alpine: Oh my! I hope for Richard’s sake, he has an ace of a gameplan for Swat.Rodz: Did you not see what I just saw? Ron Swat pummeling that bag? He split it TWICE! Think of Roque’s skin as that leather bag. Ron is going to f--Alpine: ...Don’t even!Ron Swat vs. Richard Roque
Last Man Standing, Loser Leaves Town Match Alpine: These two have been at each other’s throats since Boats N’ Throws last year. Tonight they finally get the hate out of their systems, once and for all.
Rodz: Well yeah, someone is getting pink slipped tonight. They don’t have much of a choice.
Alpine: EMT’s are standing by for what should be an inevitable trip to the hospital for one, or both of these men.(We go down to ringside where Lenne Hardt stands in the ring, feeling a sharp breeze kick in as she introduces the next match.)Hardt: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is a Last Man Standing, Loser Leaves Town match! (The crowd cheers for the impendingly violent stipulation before Lenne can even announce the competitors. Just then ‘Burning Ambition’ by Iron Maiden hits over the PA, and the crowd boos immediately. Racing out from the tarped off ring tunnel through the treeside of the outdoor stadium is Ron Swat, flexing, spitting, and screaming like a maniac. The crowd showers him with boos as he runs down to the ring in his ring shorts and MMA gloves, punching an imaginary opponent. Toast tries to keep up, racing behind him with the Arsenio fists.)
Hardt: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 246 pounds, he is BIG….BUFF….JUICE….ROOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNN SSSSSWWWWWAAAAAAATTTTTT!!!!(Ron screams again upon hearing his name, tearing through the football field on his way to the ring in the center of the field. He slides in the ring rapidly, forcing a scared Lenne to step back and give him space. Ron paces back and forth, grimacing and making growling sounds as he stares at the ring tunnel. His theme comes to an end, and is replaced by ‘I Wanna Rock And Roll All Night’ by KISS, bringing on the cheers of the crowd. This only gets Ron even more amped up as he waves for Richard to come out, screaming “C’MON YOU PUSSY!!!” The camera focuses on the tree ring tunnel, but then suddenly tilts upward as a helicopter can be heard flying overhead. The helicopter does a quick roll around the stadium, getting the fans attention before settling over the ring. Ron screams at the helicopter, to which Richard makes his presence known over the helicopter loudspeaker.)
Roque: I’VE COME TONIGHT….TO BEAT UP RON SWAT!!!(Huge cheers from the crowd as Ron starts angrily hopping like the Tasmanian devil, almost as if he’s trying to get to the helicopter. Roque then opens up the helicopter door, showing off his headpiece microphone.)Roque: But first….Let me tell you about Roque Total Body Fitness! Are you tired of being fat, out of a shape? Possibly even a colossal loser like Ron Swat?(Swat is climbing on the turnbuckle, standing at the very top as he tries to snatch at a helicopter 20 feet above him.)Roque: When then get fit with Roque Total Body Fitness! I not only repair your body, I repair you mind! But if you’re like Ron Swat, chances are it’s completely broken! (Roque kicks a roll up ladder off the helicopter and starts climbing down, bringing Lenne to introduce him.)Hardt: Making his way to the ring via helicopter, weighing in at 285 pounds….’ROCK SOLID’ RIIIIIIICCCCCCCHHHHHHAAAAAAAARRRRRDDDDD ROOOOOQQQQQQQUUUUEEEE!!!Alpine: Oh god. Please tell me he’s not doing what I think he’s doing.
Rodz: That’s what it sure looks like. (Swat starts climbing up the ladder as Roque climbs down, causing the fans to stand up out of their seats. Toast screams for Ron to get down but the man child won’t listen. He climbs up the ladder like a spider monkey, quickly reaching Richard who’s only three rungs down. The weight of both men starts swinging the ladder, causing the helicopter in turn to wobble. Richard tries kicking Ron in the face but Ron eats up his boots like they’re cereal, even smiling through the blood leaking out of his mouth. Ron yanks hard, nearly tearing Richard off the ladder one handed.)Alpine: Okay, this needs to stop right now!! Ron in not only endangering Richard, he’s endangering himself!!
Rodz: They’re fifteen feet in the air. Who the fuck is going to stop them?(Concerned parents cover their children’s eyes as Richard luckily grabs onto the helicopter door handle, saving himself from being thrown out of the helicopter. Luckily for him his buddy Sean Lynn Slate is riding in the helicopter with him and comes to his aide, spraying Ron Swat in the eyes with mace as he goes for another tug!! A loud “FUCK BRO!!!” from Swat as he lets go of Richard’s leg, allowing him to crawl back into the helicopter. Roque grabs onto the sides of the door, looking down at Ron as he holds on with one hand and tries to rub his eyes with the other. With a roaring boot he comes down hard on Ron’s face, knocking his head back and causing him to lose his grip! The fans gasp as the swinging Ron is knocked off the ladder, landing just outside the ring back first! Toast comes racing to his side, looking down at the unconscious Swat in a panic.)Toast: HELP!!! PLEASE HELP!!!(Shortly after the fall Roque and the helicopter pilot get out of dodge, disappearing behind the trees. Medics are on standby and come running on the field with a stretcher. The crowd is dead silent as Roque’s music finally cuts off, leaving nothing but the whistling breeze blowing through the trees and the fading helicopter noise in the distance.)Alpine: As much as I dislike Ron Swat, this is no way for any wrestler to leave the company.
Rodz: Hey, look it at this way Freddy. What Roque did was defend himself against a man who tried to seriously injure him. It’s Swat’s dumbass fault for chasing him up the ladder.
Alpine: Still though, just wish this could’ve been handled differently.(Hardt is confused, looking to Oz Oxford Jr. who hasn’t even started the match yet. The two have a quick whisper session then she gets back on the mic.)Hardt: Being Ron Swat cannot continue on with the scheduled match, Richard Roque wins!!
WINNER: Richard Roque via INJURY FORFEIT @ 0 minutes.(There’s a few cheers from the crowd, but most are silent as they watch a completely still Swat get strapped down and loaded onto a gurney. Toast is by his side the whole time, crying as Ron is carted off to the ring tunnel.)Alpine: I feel sick. Give me a minute...
Rodz: As he wretches his guts out, how about we cut backstage?(We cut backstage. The crowd was packed during the Phoenix Wrestling Pay Per View. Considering Portland being one of the most enthusiastic crowd all over the United States of America. They made themselves heard. The previous match had just ended when the cameras went for some backstage action. Right in view coming two of the PW’s hottest talents, Finn Whelan and Elena DeDraca. Obviously having a heated discussion.)Elena DeDraca: I don’t care what they expect of us. I am out there for some blood spilling. (The dark haired female looked at him. Her expression cold.)Elena DeDraca: They wanna laugh? We will make sure to have some good jokes. (She slowly ran her fingers through her hair, leaning against the wall. Her eyes fixated on her tag team partner, and brother in arms, curious as if what was going through his head. He seemed calm and collected. Which was something new. Most of the time, he was about as irritated as Elena was now.)Finn Whelan: Look, they expect us to put on our best show. It's what we do every time we're out there. And honestly, the joke is, in reality, on our opponents. Look at them. (Elena was looking at him her facial expression slightly changing. A vicious grin was forming there, only viewable to those that knew her. And Finn did.)Elena DeDraca: Our best show? We have been doing exactly that for the past months, yet we haven’t left our mark. (Finn snorted.)Finn Whelan: And what would you suggest? I’m down for baseball bats to the face. (She let out a dark laughter.)Elena DeDraca: Now we speak the same language. I gotta be honest, I am tired of playing nice. (Elena rolled her neck.) Elena DeDraca:Because face it, it hasn't brought us shit. (Finn, being the one with usually a more positive outlook between the two, cocked his head to the side.) Finn Whelan: We just had our first losses in Phoenix on the last show. I’m contender to the Rising Phoenix Championship. I wouldn't say we hadn't made our mark. (Elena shook her head.) Elena DeDraca: You know what I mean. (He shrugged.) Finn Whelan: Just because we’re not spoken about by the roster doesn't mean we’re not looked at. Look at the fans, look at our track record. You know what I always say: they don't know what is hitting them until it actually does. And I tend to like to be the one who slithers in to kick them in their teeth. Elena DeDraca: Can I not for once be all grumpy and angry. (She laughed before pushing herself off of the wall.) Elena DeDraca: Truth is, I have gotten too comfortable. Which made me lazy. (Elena took her leather jacket, putting it on rather quick.) Elena DeDraca: Fuck shit up, that is what we do. Right? (Finn looked at her somewhat amused rubbing the back of his head. A boyish grin appeared on his face when he shrugged his shoulders.)[/i] Finn Whelan: For once? What about… Elena DeDraca: Shut up. (She looked at him seeing one of the staff members waving at them from afar. It was time to go. Both started to move towards the curtain while listening to audience getting hyped up. We cut to another area 'backstage'. The crowd pops at the sight of fan favorite Faith standing in the ring tent, looking at the illuminated poster for the show. She’s intent, barely reacting to the sound of a voice from off-camera.)Chris Andrew: Yo, Faith. (She flinches when a hand passes in front of her eyes and then she lets out a sigh, rousing herself from that reverie.) Chris Andrew: You good? (She nods quickly and emphatically.)
Faith: Yeah. Just got lost in my head for a second there. (Her partner glances at the poster, shrugging.)Chris Andrew: You know that means nothing, right? The real showstoppers out there tonight are gonna be us. Maybe your white whale loses her gold tonight, maybe we’re gonna see the biggest upset ever when a rookie sweeps this whole Iron King noise, but you know what really matters? Faith: Us.
Chris Andrew: Damn right us. This right here, Faith. This is what it's all about! Busted ass all week getting ready for this, we worked on that plan until we could run through it backwards and forwards in our sleep so don't you go all weird on me now... (He glances around, laughing sheepishly.)Faith: I know, I know. We’ve got this. We’re ALL on the same page. Finn and Elena don’t make it out of this match. End of story. We’re going on to face Aurora and Masaru. (Her expression is downright scary as she turns to look at the poster again before reaching out and snatching it from the wall, letting it fall before she starts off towards the gorilla position.)Faith: C’mon, Chris. We’ve got history to make. |
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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Mar 1, 2017 0:48:41 GMT
Tag Team Gauntlet Winner to face Masaru Inoue and Aurora for the vacant Duos Championships
(Lenne Hardt turns to the hard camera and smiles before raising the microphone to her lips.)
Hardt: The next contest is the TAG TEAM GAUNTLET with the winning team earning the right to face Aurora Jansen and Masaru Inoue for the vacant Phoenix Wrestling Duos Championships! Two teams will start the match, when one is eliminated the next team will enter until the final team standing is declared the winner!('Nice Work If You Can Get It' hits the speakers and the PW fans in attendance boo the arrival of The Collective, especially given Frankie Starlight's actions earlier in the evening.)
Hardt: Introducing the first entrants! Accompanied by Frankie Starlight and representing The Collective, one is a hard hitting boxer, the other a champion strongman, they are TONY TIRA AND GENO 'THE FORKLIFT' FORLIIIIIITTIIII!(After the trio reach the ring, Forliti elects to stand on the apron, allowing his associate to start the match while Tony shadowboxes and awaits their first opponents.)
Rodz:These two are my pick to win it all tonight! The Collective have got momentum after sending Spiral packing to haunt a Parisian opera house!
Alpine: They won't be mistakes for pure catch-as-catch can grapplers, but they're hard hitting, mean and have chemistry. ('You're The Best' by Joe Esposito hits to a rousing ovation from the fans in attendance as the King of Finland and Finland's Greatest Kickboxer make their way through the curtain!)
Hardt: Introducing next, the King of Finland and the Finnish Kickboxing Champion ... FIIIIINNN AND TWIIIIINNN!Alpine:It looks like we have a surprise entrant in this gauntlet!
Rodz: This is crap! Seth Black is obviously rigging the system to give his buddies a chance at revenge, stacking the deck against great hardworking talent like The Collective! Blue collar men! The type who the backbone of America has been built on! From sea to shining s--(The Finnish siblings make their way down to the ring, Fin still hobbled from the attack earlier and have to be held back by Oz Jr. as they don't want to wait for the bell to get their hands on The Collective. Twin ends up starting the match against Tony and comes out like a ball of fire throwing a series of quick low kicks, then a jumping spin kick knocking him down. Tira stumbles up and Twin goes for a crane kick, but he avoids it, causing the kickboxing legend to get his leg caught up on the top rope. Double T takes advantage of his prone opponent's inability to defend himself, delivering a straight right hand the jaw, sending Twin tumbling back into the ring.)
Alpine: Twin might have gotten caught being over-aggressive there.
Rodz: He got caught with a punch to the face! (As Twin stumbles up, he gets met with a series of jabs that gets finished off with a cross. This sends him stumbling back into The Collective's corner, where Tony delivers a couple of well placed body punches before Oz Jr. tells him to back off. Tira responds by digging his shoulder into Twin's midsection, allowing Geno to tag in. Once Tony is forced to leave the ring, Twin wobbles out of the corner into a big shoulder block by 'Forklift' who slowly drops down into the cover.)
1... 2... (Twinnie just gets a shoulder up and starts slowly crawling up to his hands and knees. He gets met with a couple of hard clubbing blows to the back and knocked back down by the powerhouse who then goes to drop a sternum-crushing elbow. Twin survives by rolling out of the way and the big man grabs his arm, shaking it as he slowly lumbers back up while the Finnish kickboxer crawls to his corner. Forliti lurches towards him, grabbing out with a big paw. He comes up empty thanks to a lunge to the corner by Twin, bringing in the King of Finland! Fin ducks under a strike from Forklift and delivers a trifecta of dropkicks, staggering him but not bringing him off his feet. He runs wild, turning and delivering a Finnish Hammer to knock Tony off the apron!)
Alpine: Fin-nisher is fired up and the adrenaline helping him fight through the pain,
Rodz: What a despicable cheap shot! (Spotting the crooner Frankie Starlight out on the floor, Fin lets out a primal yell and takes him out with a baseball slide. Filled with rage, Fin keeps hammering away at him, not noticing Forliti coming up behind him. Forklift grabs him by the head with two hands and lifts him in the air, violently flinging him into the ringpost. Fin soars through the air, then falls to the floor with a thud. With the referee's attention directed in this direction, a now recovered Tony Tira delivers a left hook to Twin, knocking him off the apron. Forliti rolls Fin's lifeless body back into the ring and then follows him, applying the Fork to the Face mandible claw. It's academic from there as Oz Jr. has no choice but to call for the bell and then attempt to pull the big man off, as he keeps the hold applied.)
Alpine: This is uncalled for, these Collective thugs are out of control.
Rodz: You're just mad that my favorites are well on their way to proving me right! Hardt: Fin and Twin have been eliminated!
(As Fin and Twin are helped to the back 'Painkiller' by Judas Priest hits the speakers to cheers from the crowd as Elena DeDraca and Finn Whelan make their way out.)
Hardt: Introducing the next entrants, the team of ELENA DEDRACA AND FIIINNN WHEEEELLAAANNN!
Alpine: These two impressive competitors are no nonsense and in your face, they love a good fight, so we could have a hell of a scrap here.
Rodz: They don't have a chance here! Whelan is "Tom Hanks in Philadelphia" levels of sickly looking! The Forklift will break him in half!(Finn looks ready to fight, while Elena keeps a calm demeanor, surveying the scene as the two make their way to the ring. After some discussion, Finn starts the fall for his team, while Forliti tags out to Tony so he can catch a breather. Whelan is eager to get at it, which plays into the wheelhouse of Tira, who ducks under attempted strikes and gets inside the taller man to work him over with body shots. He gets caught lowering his head in an attempt to clinch up and stay inside, eating a straight knee from Finn that seems to wobble him. After an irish whip off the ropes, the Seattle Saint delivers a dropkick right on the money. He bars the arm as Tony stumbles up, holding him in place so DeDraca can tag herself in. She delivers a side russian leg sweep, floating through into the cover.)
1... 2... (Tira shoots the shoulder up for the kick out and Elena keeps body to body contact, attempting to turn him over so she can apply a lotus lock. He fights back throwing punches from the bottom before rolling up back to his feet. She throws a superkick which he dodges before unloading with a series of punches. When Oz Jr. gives him a warning, he clinches up, backing Elena across the ring until they're tangled up in the ropes. He doesn't break until a count of four, giving a cheap body shot on the way out, drawing admonishment from the official. This allows Geno to deliver a hard lariat from the apron, turning DeDraca inside out as she is pulling herself out from the ropes, going unnoticed by the referee. The crowd boos loudly and Finn is going nuts out on the apron, itching for an opportunity to be let back in the match.)
Alpine: A blatant cheap shot from The Forklift and that changes the tide of the match.
Rodz: It's called teamwork you uncultured rube, that's why they're going to win this whole thing! (Tony tags in Forliti who delivers a pair of hard stomps as Elena tries to crawl to her feet, looking to inflict more punishment. He then wait for her to push herself up and grabs her by the throat. Lifting the Brit high in the air, he plants her with a ring shaking chokeslam and presses his hands down on her shoulders.)
1... 2... (Elena kicks out, while Tony Tira complains that was a three, using some colorful language to do so. Forklift drags his opponent back up, setting her between his legs before lifting her up for a powerbomb. Fighting out with punches, she then delivers a headscissors takedown to escape. The strongman lumbers up and she delivers a GSTQ running front dropkick that sends him staggering back into a neutral corner, allowing her to make the tag to her partner. Whelan immediately ascends to the top turnbuckle, then walks the top rope like a tightrope before delivering a missile dropkick in the corner to Forliti!)
Alpine: Whelan leaving it all out there, going high risk. (The big man flops forward, wobbling back up as Finn rolls to the apron and delivers a springboard clothesline that stuns, but doesn't knock him off his feet. After a series of wild punches, Whelan runs up the nearest turnbuckles and delivers a moonsault body block-- getting caught of of mid-air on the strongman's shoulder and planted with a huge powerslam!)
Rodz: So much for that, The Collective are about to knock off another team! (Winded and still somewhat stunned, Geno slowly walks over to tag in his partner, allowing the fresher man to finish the job off. Tira postures up in Finn's guard, dropping ground and pound. As he tries to push off the mat with one hand to get more force behind a big body shot to his downed opponent, he gets caught in a gogoplata. Quickly scooting back through the ropes to force a break before the hold can be fully applied. As Whelan stands back up, Tira throws a cheap shot hook from the outside, causing his knees to buckle. Sensing an opening, Double T hurries back into the ring but runs right into a Revelation 6:4 single underhook DDT! Finn turns him over and covers, hooking both legs. Forliti tries to re-enter the ring to help out, but is too slow and gets nailed with a superkick by Elena as he's caught up in the ropes.)
1... 2... 3! (The crowd cheers the elimination of The Collective as Finn rolls off the cover, then he and Elena attempt to regroup, while PW officials make sure The Collective make their exit without causing any additional trouble.)
Rodz: Ehhh, I knew those guys weren't gonna win.
Alpine: Revisionist history aside, we've only got one team left in this gauntlet!
Rodz: Unless Seth Black decided to add more surprises that is.
Hardt: The Collective been eliminated!('Monster' by Stitched Up Heart hits to a mixed reaction and Faith makes her way onto the stage, staring down the ramp at her competition. The up and coming Chris Andrew follows behind shortly afterwards.)
Hardt: Introducing the final team in the gauntlet, he is an all action cruiserweight, she is a former Phoenix Wrestling International Champion, CHRIS ANDREW AND FAAAIIIITTHHH! Alpine: This team does have an advantage entering last, but you have to note that they are thrown together due to circumstance and injuries-- they are not each other's original partners.
Rodz: Listen, Faith is a bad ass even if she reacts with total immature anger every time I slide into her DMs, I just wish she wasn't stuck with this Andy Christopher dork. (Andrew bounds ahead, ready to start the match, but as he reaches the ring Faith delivers a stern message to him that she will be starting.)
Alpine: That's Chris Andrew ...
Rodz: Whatever!
(Faith ends up starting the fall against Finn Whelan and is quickly able to get in on his legs, using her low base to drive for a double leg takedown, transitioning into the mount. She starts dropping heavy hammerfists and elbow shots, with Whelan doing his best to cover up. He waits for her to get off-balance with her hips trying to load up for a shot to buck her off and roll up to his feet, where he eats a spinning back kick to the body that doubles him over.)
Alpine: Faith looks determined to show Finn that she does in fact know violence.
Rodz: She's going after him like he's made out of ham!(Faith circles back, looking for a running strike, but Finn explodes up with a gamengiri kick to the face that knocks her down. She pushes herself up and he delivers a hard forearm shiver before hooking her for an asai DDT. Faith shoves him off and he hits the ropes, where Elena makes a blind tag. As Whelan comes off on the rebound, Faith delivers a hard kick to the sternum. He drops to a knee and the now legal wrestler DeDraca, who was waiting behind him, delivers a superkick that catches Faith flush. She collapses and Elena falls into the cover as Finn rolls to the apron.)
1... 2... (Faith rolls her shoulder off the mat.)
Alpine: Faith just stayed alive there, she might have lost track of the situation for a bit, being so zoned in on proving a point to Whelan.
Rodz: She's a feisty one!
(Still looking a bit groggy, Faith rolls to her stomach and Elena lines her up looking for the British Wave curb stomp, clearly looking to force the finish quicker than she normally would knowing that the other team is fresher at this point. As Faith rises up, she's able to move to the side just enough to avoid the stomp, ending up with the Brit on her shoulders in electric chair position. From there, DeDraca rolls forward with a victory roll, pinning her shoulders to the mat.)
1... 2... (Faith kicks out and both competitors roll to their feet, with the PW mainstay striking first with a front snap kick to the jaw of the taller woman. That sends Elena tumbling back towards her corner, while Faith takes a few steps back towards hers, looking to re-assess the situation. As DeDraca reaches a hand out to tag Finn back in, Chris Andrew tags himself in as well.)
Rodz: What are you doing Andy Christopher? Faith had this under control! (Both come in strong, but the fresh Andrew is a little quick and able to duck under an attack from Whelan. He snaps off a series of jabs, followed with an attempted heavy right hand, getting cut off with an uppercut from Whelan before he can finish it. Chris rocks back, then explodes forward with a clothesline that knocks Finn down. After he stumbles up, Andrew sends him off the ropes and delivers a big back body drop on the rebound. The Seattle Saint hits the mat hard and stumbles up into a jumping roundhouse kick, followed by Andrew dropping down and shooting the half nelson.)
1... 2... (Whelan kicks out and as he pushes himself up, Andrew hits the far side ropes and comes off with a misdirection springboard crossbody into another pin attempt.)
1... 2... (Finn kicks out again and Andrew rolls off, looking to continue pushing the pace.)
Alpine: He seems to be doing fine to me.
Rodz: Oh, shut up. (Chris motions Finn forward, hooking him and looking to deliver the Spire Slam. Whelan delivers several back elbows to the temple to escape it, causing Andrew to break his grip and take a couple of steps back. That allows his opponent an opening to deliver a step up enzuigiri that drops Chris to his knees. Before the rookie can regain his bearings, Finn seizes the opportunity to deliver his own version of the curb stomp-- Seattle Terror, driving his foe's face into the mat! He turns him over and hooks the far leg.)
1... 2... (Faith dives in to break up the pin! Elena quickly enters the ring to chase her off and it takes a bit for Oz Jr. to regain control of the situation, getting both women back to their respective corners. With Andrew still groggy, Finn takes Elena into the match and exits. He rises on rubbery legs, then gets lifted and spiked with a cradle DDT. With her opponent laid out on his stomach, DeDraca quickly locks in the Pale Horse cloverleaf, pressing a knee down on his back.)
Rodz: Yep, it's over, I knew he was gonna screw things up. (With a pained expression on his face, Chris starts trying to crawl towards the ropes. He makes some progress, but then Elena sits down to put more pressure on his back. Contorting his face in pain, he raises a hand, considering tapping. Instead, he shakes his head and bites down, continuing to reach out and crawl until he reaches the bottom rope to force a break!)
Alpine: This kid is showing a lot of heart, but he needs to make a tag out. (As Elena breaks the hold and backs off, Andrew uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet and push forward. DeDraca meets him with a pair of forearm shots, which he answers with a big forearm of his own and then a right hand to knock her down. Instead of heading to his corner, Andrew--perhaps showing his inexperience-- waits for her to return to her feet and then hooks his opponent in a front facelock. He lifts her in the air for a vertical suplex, but Elena slips out behind and delivers a GSTQ once he turns around that sends him flying back into his corner. Realizing it would behoove her team to keep him in the match, she charges at him before he can make a tag. He gets hit knees up, causing her to stumble back and also miss a blind tag in from Faith. Elena turns her eyes back to Andrew, who gets shoved from behind by Faith into the British wrestler, who boots him in the stomach and grabs a front facelock. That leaves her with no defense as Faith quickly enters and delivers The Beautiful Death jumping corkscrew roundhouse kick!)
Rodz: That's a young veteran right there, make that dorkfuck Andy useful by using him as a human shield! (Faith drops into the cover, while her-- somewhat confused as to what's going on-- partner wards off Finn Whelan who enters the ring, attempting to break up the pin attempt.)
1... 2... 3! WINNER: Faith & Chris Andrew via pinfall @ 15 minutes, 48 secondsAlpine: The unlikely pairing has done it and will be competing for the PW Duos Championships! Not without a fight from Elena and Finn though, who had a great accounting for themselves.
Rodz: Listen, Faith did Faith things, I don't know if I'd call that unlikely. But I admit, even if some of these dudes are clowns, the PW duos division looked good tonight and there was a lot of talent. Maybe things go differently if pale and skinny had entered last instead. (Faith's music hits again to a mixed reaction, although the fans soon applaud the efforts of all teams involved in the gauntlet. Andrew seems a bit overwhelmed that he's moving on to face Aurora and Maz, while Faith looks pleased with herself, but like she knows there's more work to do.)
Alpine: We can agree on that much, and as far as Faith goes. Let's not forget, a few years ago she challenged Aurora Jansen and Conor Blackburn for the PW Tag Titles. Her partner then? Masaru Inoue. (Faith and Chris are celebrating as the fans cheer, both of them talking to each other and Chris is smiling widely at Faith, both are clearly excited to have won the chance to challenge for the Duos Championships. As they celebrate, it’s cut short as their music cuts and is replaced with that of Aurora, PW’s current Rebirth Champion, who steps out on the stage with Masaru Inoue. On his shoulder is his owl Ollie, and Aurora catches a microphone she gestures for.)Aurora: My my, look at this Masaru. (He grins precociously at the pair in the ring, as Ollie flaps his wings)Aurora: Now Faith, you know how I feel about you. I count you as a friend, and I have always given you the acknowledgements you’ve earned. So now I want to congratulate you and your new partner Chris Andrews. You know more than he, what’s next though. What lies ahead, on the road to becoming the first PW Duos Champions. We. Are. Waiting. (Masaru grins, showing all his teeth, light glinting off of his piercings.)Masaru Inoue: Out. Out, time to go dearies. Aurora: Yes indeed. Now if you’ll both excuse me, clear out of my ring. Go and enjoy your victory, I’ve a bottle of the best back in my private booth if you like. (Faith says something to Chris and both drop down out of the ring, Masaru holds out his arm for Aurora and walks her down like a gentleman, the pair passing Faith and Chris on the ramp with some firm looks exchanged between the teams as Chris and Faith go to the back, and Aurora slides into the ring, microphone still in hand. She stands at the center as her music fades and taps her full lower lip before she decides to speak again.)Aurora: Now we all had quite a bit to say before this show, didn’t we? We always do! (She gave a slight pause, and despite her earlier displayed attitude there’s a smattering of appreciative laughter in the crowd.)Aurora: Now, we’re here. Ana knows, full well how I feel about her, and what that means for what comes next. Bailey Kaitlin? She knows me better than many, due to her place at RISE and my own. Talk about hands on tuition! But there’s one thing that’s bothered me and you all know how I get about things that bother me. I indeed said a few things about one Cassius Reed, who will be facing BKH soon after I face Ana. But I feel that I haven’t said enough, somehow, because I’ve been hearing a few things that set my teeth on edge. But since we’re on a bit of a time constraint? I’ll simply put a few things to rest. (To say her smile was wicked would be the understatement of the century.)Aurora: Anyone that thinks Cassius Reed can't go? Can kindly take a flying leap into a big bowl of shut the fuck up. You may not like how he does things, his words might offend someone’s delicate little feelers, and he’s been known to take advantage of his environment, so to speak. (She bounced a little, her MMA style fighting outfit preventing the full effect but surely hearkening back to her having hidden brass knucks for him.)Aurora: But if you overlook what he can actually do in a wrestling ring, if you ignore the fact that he can go and that he is smart enough to figure out how to win, in a situation no one believed he could? Well, think about this. What will you do, if he manages to do it again and he does it that right way. (She tosses the microphone out of the ring, and turns to await Ana.)Iron King Semi-finals 3 round, 3 minute MMA rules in ring PW Rebirth Championship Fight Aurora(c) vs. Anastasia Starling
Rodz: From the looks of it he’s ripping off Roy Nelson’s post fight taunt.
Alpine: Why is that necessary?
Rodz: Every ref has to have his own signature. Yamasaki has the heart. Cecil Peoples has the autistic karate stance. Leave it to Oz Jr. to have the disgusting fat man belly rub.
Hardt: Already in the ring, standing in the blue corner…..she weighed in tonight at one hundred and forty five and one quarter pounds. SHE IS THE REIGNING….DEFENDING PW REBIRTH CHAMPION….THE QUEEN OF THE CROSSROADS…..AAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUURRRRRRROOOOOORRRRRRRAAAAAA!!!(A big mixed reaction from the crowd as Aurora bares her purple and black mouth guard and punches her gloves. After five seconds of crowd chatter, ‘Time’(Yelhigh! Remix) by Satellite Empire plays. Blue and silver strobe lights start flickering across the trees above the curtain, almost using them as nature’s screen. Running out of the flashing tunnel is the ever energetic Anastasia. Seeing her energy output gets Aurora pacing and nodding, ready to show what’s she’s got. Once Anastasia comes out the lights illuminate the trees with a blue and silver rendition of her face that transforms into a songbird and floats off.)Hardt: And the CHALLENGER, making her way to the ring. She weighs in tonight at 117 pounds….She is the reigning PW Rising Phoenix Champion…..THE SONGBIRD…..ANNNNNNNAAAAAASSSSSTTTTTAAAAASSSSSIIIIIIAAAAAA STTTTTTTAAAAARRRRRRLLLLLIIIIINNNNNGGGG
Alpine: Wow what a light show for Anastasia! They’re making use of those tall trees by the curtain!
Rodz: Face on the poster, face on the trees, face on the PW program. That said, not a bad face to look at. Or do other things to for that matter.
Alpine: Ew. No wonder the program pages were stuck together when I went to go look through it. Disgusting.(Rodz laughs as fans are dazzled by the light show, not noticing Ana tearing down the runway and sliding into the ring. The giddy challenger hops up and down in her blue, silver, and gold one piece, smiling her blue bird on white mouthguard at Aurora and waving. Aurora returns the wave as Oz slathers her face with vaseline. Once she’s covered, Oz retreats to the center of the ring and Lenne leaves the ring. Oz calls both women out of their corners, bringing them to the center of the ring. Ana is giddy and excited, Aurora is stoic and focused.)
Oz Oxford Jr.: Please obey my commands at all times and keep it clean. If you’d like to touch gloves, please do so now.(Aurora places her glove forward for a butt, to which Ana grabs it with both hands lightly and bows. The crowd cheers the good sportswomanship as the two retreat to their corners and await official instruction. Kiko walks in the ring in a bikini, holding up a large ‘ROUND 1’ card as she smiles to the pervy cat calling fans. She clears, leaving Oz ready for the wave on. With both standing in their corners, Oz rings for the bell.)DING DING DING!!!(The crowd cheers and claps as the two Phoenix champs come out of their respective corner and touch gloves. They then back away and start to circle, beginning the feeling out process. There’s a couple jabs thrown Ana’s way by they’re strictly timing jabs as Aurora tries to find her distance. Each shot paw caught by Ana’s silver and blue MMA glove. Once she feels she has a good distance, Aurora sends a leg kick Ana’s way, catching her right leg off guard and causing her to take a step back. Aurora then jab tests again, trying to inch her way into the proverbial phone booth. She then lunges in for an elbow to close the distance, which Ana ducks. However Aurora uses this to get in close and push Ana to the ropes. She then bares her bodyweight on her, trying to sap Ana’s energy early on. However the ropes play to the flexible Ana’s advantage and she uses them to fold her back out and lever her lower body up, allowing her to latch on a hanging triangle, sandwiching Aurora’s neck between the ropes! Being the move is illegal, Oz warns Ana getting an immediate break from her. The two separate, getting a five foot distance before Oz restarts. Aurora starts creeping her way in, looking to get close to Ana, only for Ana to catch Aurora off guard on a hook attempt as she dodges and counters with a leaping pull into guard! On the way down she hooks in a guillotine, wrapping her long limbs around Aurora as she tries to get the tap out! Aurora arches up her body, doing her best to alleviate the pressure as she rotates around Ana. Eventually she slips out of the hold, but it’s just as the bell rings. The crowd applauds their effort as their corner people, Masaru and Sophie make their way out to tend to their fighters. A stool is set up for each one as Ana and Aurora get watered and massaged. Both get advice from their respective partners.)Masaru: Good round Rori, but take this girl out on the ground the next time she takes you down. You have the better ground game, use it.
Sophie: Looking great out there Ana, but try not to be so close to the ropes when you go for a sub attempt. Don’t let Aurora get close to you, control the action.
Alpine: Some good advice from their corners. Ana had two sub attempts in round one. I wonder if the judges will take that into consideration.
Rodz: Yeah but Aurora was clearly the more aggressive. Keep in mind they were attempts.(Kiki Kanemura strolls through the ring in her silver bikini with a ‘ROUND 2’ card, doing a full round of the ring before exiting. This brings the champion and challenger to come to a stand, and give each other a nod. Oz comes out to the center again, ringing for the bell.)DING DING DING!!!(Aurora tries to push the pace towards Ana but is surprised to see the agile woman backing her off with kicks. A failed teep and an axe kick attempt back Aurora off and show her that Ana isn’t afraid to connect. They both circle for a bit with Aurora slowly easing her way back in. Ana tries to thwart her with a kick to the chest but Aurora catches it and latches on for a takedown! Showing her incredible balance, Ana is able to bounce on one foot, but as a result is pushed towards the ropes. Before Ana can flip up and out, Aurora converts the ankle pick into a roaring pick up and slam to the mat! However Ana scampers right back to her feet, ignoring the pain as Aurora tries to pull her back down to the mat. Aurora goes for a solid double leg and catches Ana, taking her to the mat to a mixed reaction from the fans!! From guard Aurora tries to move up to full mount, but the energetic Ana is fighting her from the bottom as she nails elbow after elbow to Aurora’s face! One spastic elbow is all it takes for Aurora to capitalize and hook in an arm triangle! Aurora hops into side control once she has it locked in, bringing Oz down to check on Ana! The fans stand out of their seats at the potential tap, but are shocked when Ana is able to dislocate her shoulder, wriggle loose her head, then pop to her feet and pop her arm back in! There’s a loud “OW” from Ana, and a shocked look from Aurora. That look is soon changed as Ana wastes no time in charging in with a flying knee strike to the face! “OHHH!!!”s from the crowd as luckily the shot grazes her face, but still puts her on the defense as she backpedals to the corner. Ana runs like she’s going for another flying knee, but then handsprings and goes for a Spinning Bird Kick to Aurora! Aurora pulls a page out of Ana’s book by ducking through the ropes, causing the twirling kick to miss! Before Ana can capitalize, there’s the bell ring and the two retreat to their corners. Sophie and Masaru tend to them and give them advice, with Aurora letting out a deep sigh in her corner.)Masaru: I know you respect her but don’t be afraid to bloody that girl up! She’s trying to bloody you up, do the same!
Sophie: I think you took away a little bit of her confidence with that double jointed trick, but you have to be less reckless with Aurora. She will make you pay for it.
Alpine: Aurora controlled with her takedown, but Ana caught her off guard one of her old circus tricks!
Rodz: I'm already rock hard. Say no more.(Ana nods to her partner’s advice as Kiko does one last circle of the ring, holding up a ‘ROUND 3’ card. Both Masaru and Sophie remove the stools, and Oz takes the center, calling for the women to stand. With a wave he starts round three, leaving the fans cheering for what has been an action packed fight thus far. They cheer even more once the two competitors hug. They then separate and right away Aurora is easing in there with her jabs, trying to everything she can to take this round. Ana diverts from the flashiness this round and catches Aurora with a leg kick of her own as she comes in for a big hook. This causes Aurora to grimace but stay composed as she presses towards Ana. She then goes for a leg kick only for Ana to perfectly block it this time, causing Aurora’s shin to slam on kneecap and make her swear. Ana throws a couple jabs at Aurora’s direction, then rushes in and throws up a dropkick out of all moves! The move hits and takes down Aurora, but it also leaves Ana open as Aurora takes the shot and rushes in for a double leg! Ana tries to escape the takedown by backing up to the ropes, but Aurora is able to swoop her off her legs then plant her with a spinebuster variation into mount! However the still high cardio going Ana quickly scoots out of the slam, grimacing through the pain of having her back smashed as Aurora tries to chase her back down. Ana tries to stop this with a spinning back kick to the face, which narrowly hits Aurora and gets her out of chase mode. The two take a minute to pump their brakes and focus as they circle, not wanting to make a mistake in the crucial round 3. Just as they start pushing in close, looking to go to war again, the bell rings. Immediately both women hug each other, saying something to one another that can’t be heard off camera.)Alpine: And that was the ending to another crazy round out of these two. Seeing these two women go at it, even it only was for nine minutes was a thing of beauty.
Rodz: Rest assured, regardless of how this goes down these two will meet again. (The warriors then take to their corners where they’re able to slip into their respective PW swag and wipe off the vaseline and sweat. Once somewhat presentable, both women stand side by side as they await the judges’ verdict. Walking to ringside is Slaine Rodrick, getting a decent pop from the fans. He goes to the timekeeper’s table, retrieves the PW Rebirth Championship, and goes into the ring, standing directly in the middle behind both women. Lenne takes to the mic, cutting through the anticipation.)Hardt: These two warriors went the distance, so we go to the judges’ scorecards for the decision!(The camera goes split screen, showing a suited Nick Stevenson stand up ringside by the judges’ table, holding up a large sign that reads ‘ANA’. Huge pops from the crowd as Ana beams ear to ear and gets even more excited.)
Hardt: The first judge scores it in favor of Anastasia Starling!(Stevenson sits down and a blue ballroom gown wearing Latrisha holds up a large sign that reads ‘AURORA’. A mix of boos and cheers from the crowd as the champ breathes out a sigh of relief and smiles.)Hardt: The second judge scores it in favor of Aurora!(Latrisha sits down, and the final judge, a suited Scott Rage stands up. He holds up a large sign, and Hardt announces the verdict as the crowd cheers and boos.)Hardt: The third and final judge scores it in favor of the winnner by split decision…..AAAAAAANNNND STILL PW REBIRTH CHAMPION, AUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRAAAAAA!!!!!
WINNER, AND STILL PW REBIRTH CHAMPION VIA SPLIT DECISION: AURORA @ 9 minutes.(Slaine comes from behind and wraps the title around Aurora’s waist, leading her to pat the gold once it’s on tight.)Alpine: A hell of a performance from both competitors, and I can’t wait for Aurora-Anastasia 2!
Rodz: That match was a tough one to pick. Close one but I can’t fault Aurora, she is the most fightiest champion that ever fought for PW.('Cold' by Static X plays as the camera gets a good look at the Phoenix belt around Aurora's waist. Both Aurora and Ana went into a congratulatory hug for an outstanding match, appreciating what each did in this fantastic duel. The hug lasted for only a moment, as they started to separate Aurora suddenly laughed out loud as Ana apparently pokes her right in the boob. As the applause and cheers die down a bit, from Ana's corner comes Sophie El, who walks right up to Aurora as she stands beside her woman Anastasia. Aurora takes a few steps back with an almost gentle smile for the pair of them, looking to exit the ring. Sophie’s eyes lock onto Aurora as she calls for her, grabbing her attention. She calls stridently and strong to Aurora, a challenge of wanting that rematch against her for the Rebirth title, that is if she reigns with it by the end of the night. Aurora delivers a wide happy smile, that being her response.)Alpine: Oh wow! Sophie wants Aurora for that Rebirth title!Rodz: If Rori makes it out of here as Champion tonight, I am so on for that rematch between these two!Alpine: We shall see what happens tonight. Aurora survives Anastasia in a close, close battle. Now to whomever wins between Cassius Reed and Bailey Kaitlin Huff will meet our Queen of the Crossroads. Should be fun!(Cameras cut from ringside to the backstage area where Cassius Reed is hanging out with Toast. Cassius is sitting up on one of the equipment boxes, getting in last bit of rest before his big match-up tonight.)TOAST: So you uhm, you ready for tonight, man? (Cassius wanted to respond, but couldn’t even come with any words to bring out of his mouth. Toast was on something hella-foul as it took Cassius’s thought away, throwing him off completely.)Cassius Reed: Mannnn... your breath is extremely a hard foul. Back up! (Toast eyes widened as he did exactly that, backing up a bit. Holding up his hands, he blew his breathe into them as he sniffed for himself. He shook his head as it seemed unpleasant for even him. It took the sights of Bailey Kaitlin Huff to bring Cassius back on track with his focus as he hopped down off the box.)Cassius: Well look who it is? You ready to take this L from the Devil Slayer tonight?! (BKH smirked as she stepped up to Reed.)BKH: You won’t be slaying anything tonight. I will be the one handing you your pink slip, dismissing you out of this tournament. Cassius: No. You are going to take this L and like it, woman! You may have gotten that split-decision over Elena, but your fairytale ends here tonight. BKH: We’ll see what you got, Mr. Plan C. Elena said pretty much the same thing and what happened? Hm? What happened to her? (BKH smiled as she threw up that ‘Westside’ hand sign as she confidently walked past Cassius, who shook his head, laughing. Toast was still checking his breath as Cassius just walked on off, heading towards ringside.)Alpine: Some back and forth between the two fierce competitors.Rodz: I absolutely love it!Alpine: Winner faces Aurora in the final round here tonight, that five round, five minute MMA match. Be the Iron King Winner and the Rebirth Champion. If one of these two can do the impossible and change hands of that Rebirth title. |
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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Mar 1, 2017 0:50:06 GMT
Bailey Kaitlin Huff vs. Cassius Reed (We go from the announcer’s desk to a panoramic view of the outdoor stadium, getting quick shots of the fans and their posters. We see ‘BKH GONNA STRETCH U’ and ‘Cassius has the moves!’ from the audience scan. From the crowd we go to the ring where Lenne Hardt is smiling out to the capacity packed crowd.)Hardt: The following MMA bout is scheduled for three-three minute rounds! Officiating tonight’s event is referee Malik Demitrious!(The former marine does a salute to the crowd, with a few proud servicemen saluting back. From there we hear a rumbling over the PA as ‘Boyz In The Hood’ by Easy E starts playing. Over the curtained area we see BKH’s face superimposed in pink and blue as the fans sing along to her catchy song. Out through the tunnel comes BKH, nodding her head with a ‘True Royalty’ blue hoodie covering her head. She walks onto the field barefoot, throwing a few soft combos on her way to the ring. There’s a fair share of boos for her, but most are drowned out by the crowd singing her song.)Hardt: Making her way to the ring, fighting out of the blue corner….Weighing in at 174 and one half pounds, she is a future legend in the making…..BAAAAAAAAAIIIIILLLLLEEEEEYYY KAAAAAAAIIIIITTTTTTLLLLLIIIIINNNNN HHHHHUUUUUUUUFFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!Alpine: Bailey has done incredibly well in this tournament for someone who doesn’t even get any play over in RISE. I wonder why that is?
Rodz: There’s some dirt on her they know that we don’t. She’s gotta be a former guy or something, like that Fallon Fox dude.
Alpine: Oh come on Johnny! That is clearly a woman.
Rodz: I’m not saying it’s a pretty man in drag. It very well might be. I’m just saying 6’3 and 174 pounds is big for a chick.
Alpine: You really need to cut back on the glue huffing.(She raises a fist up to the crowd, getting some cheers as she walks down the red carpet to the ring. She walks up the steps, swings through the ropes, and is greeted by Malik who checks her mouthguard and rubs vaseline over her face. He checks over her gloves quickly, then gives her a nod. She does a round about the ring, galloping to the side as she does a full circle before settling down in her corner. Her theme ends, and is replaced by ‘You Suck’ by Pour Habit. The tune of the crowd remains about the same, cheers mixed with boos as the ring tunnel illuminates with flashes of white and purple. Then we see Cassius’s face pop up on the tree canopy and give a wink to the crowd. Just then Cassius busts through the curtains in a purple and white trim boxing robe, punching to the beat of the song before raising his hands high to Lenne’s introduction.)Hardt: Making his way to the ring, fighting out of the red corner….weighing in at 204 and three quarter pounds….he is ‘Plan C’....CAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSIIIIIIUUUUUUSSSSSS RRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDDDD!!!!!Alpine: Cassius is looking hyped tonight! I’ve never seen an outsider so confident that he can win the Iron King.
Rodz: Well not too many of the wrestlers in the tournament know anything about combat sports. Considering Cassius is a former amateur boxer and is training MMA with the likes of Marissa Kane, this guy has every right to be confident. That said, BKH can choke out anyone in this tournament, so it’s really a dice roll between these two.
Alpine: That’s been most of the tournament. In my humble opinion, this has been the toughest Iron King tournament we’ve had yet.
Rodz: No kidding.(Following behind Cassius on the way to the ring are his trainers Grayson Underwood and Lucius Reed, wearing purple and white ‘MMA Throne’ shirts in support of their fighter. Before Cassius can get into the ring he stops, takes off his robe, and gets a quick talking to and a half hug from his trainers. He then makes his way into the ring barefoot in purple and white ‘MMA throne’ thigh high tights. Malik checks his specialty boxing style MMA gloves, making sure that extra padding around the fingers is just that, padding. He then checks his mouthguard, does a vaseline face rub down, then backs away. Cassius takes his corner with a big smile, ready to fight as already Grayson is giving him advice. Cassius nods along, dropping his smile as he takes his trainer’s notes seriously. His theme ends, and Malik calls both fighters over to the center of the ring.)Malik: Let’s keep this a fair fight. Obey my commands. If you’d like to touch gloves, you can do so now.(Both knuckle butt, then back away to their corners. Kiko enters the ring in her silver bikini, showing off ‘ROUND 1’ to the pervy fans. With both ready and willing to fight, Malik signals for the bell.)DING DING DING!!!(Both fighters draw to the center of the ring and tap gloves. From there BKH tries to sneak in a quick leg kick off the bat, getting an immediate check and jab attempt from Cassius. Boos from the crowd over the ‘cheap shot’ of sorts as the two circle each other. BKH fires off another leg kick, to which Cassius leaps out of the way. Cassius pushes in closer though, throwing off a jab-jab-hook combo that nearly catches BKH in the chin! BKH uses her height to her advantage, fighting tall and dodging the bomb thrown her way. Cassius works in a little closer with a leg kick of his own, catching BKH off guard before coming in with a leaping uppercut! BKH dodges the shot to the “OHHHH!!!”s of the crowd, quickly getting Cassius in a clinch. She goes to fire off a knee but it’s blocked by Cassius before he shrugs her off. Since he’s a little too close she teep kicks him away, giving herself a little bit of breathing room before being cut off at the ropes. Cassius takes the kick and presses in, coming in with a body hook that connects, followed by a right cross that is caught by BKH! In a stunning move she rolls Cassius to the ground with a flying armbar, but the still fresh and agile Cassius is able to slither out fairly quick and get back up to his feet! He smirks to her attempt as Grayson yells out “THAT’S IT KEEP IT STANDING!!” Cassius comes in with some pawing jabs, trying to find his distance before throwing an uppercut that fails then a side kick to the ribs that lands! BKH winces from the shot but gets offensive, throwing a jab-jab-low kick-spinning backfist combo that connects! The crowd stands on their feet as Cassius stumbles, and BKH doesn’t waste any time as she rushes in with a left roundhouse attempt! However Cassius sees it coming and immediately takes her down with a double leg! Right away BKH is working on a gogoplata, but before she can apply it the bell rings, signifying the end of this round. Out from the curtains rushes a pretty tattooed girl wearing a black tank top that reads ‘Sensei Lucy’. She goes over to BKH’s corner and plops down a stool, offering for her to sit down as she waters her down.)Lucy: You gotta watch it when you sense Cass is about to be finished. That roundhouse would’ve worked on anyone else but him. Be careful going into round two, you took that round.(Over in Cassius’s corner…)Lucius: What are you doing out there?! Gettin’ caught by spinning backfists? Get yo’ shit together Cassius!
Grayson: Remember keep it standing and don’t get into her guard! You got this!
Alpine: BKH may have arguably won that round after that amazing spinning backfist. It’s a testament to Cassius’s chin that he didn’t get dropped.
Rodz: That height and reach advantage from BKH is factoring in. She’s fighting tall and keeping the slightly shorter man at bay.(Cassius nods after getting a mouthful of water and spitting it out into a bucket. He takes a deep breath as the break ends, getting up out of his corner as BKH does. Kiko rounds the ring with a ‘ROUND 2’ card before Malik takes to the center and signals for round two.)DING DING DING!!!(Both fighters come out of their corners and take to the center of the ring. Cassius doing his best to get in close without getting caught by those long legs of BKH. Cassius tries to paw his way into the ‘phone booth’, jabbing to get in as close as he can. BKH waits for him to come in with a right hook attempt, dodges, then leaps in for a flying guard pull! She takes Cassius to the ground but Cassius quickly squirms out, not too keen on being in her guard. She sits there in upkick formation as he backs off and gives her room to stand. The fans cheer for Cassius’s actions as BKH rolls up to her feet and gets back in the circle with Cassius. She throws a leg kick right away, intercepting Cassius’s right cross attempt, then catches him with a flush front kick to the face! The shot drops Cassius to one knee, to which BKH goes right away for a guillotine! She wraps her spider-like legs around Cassius, doing her best to drag him to the ground. Being the stronger of the two, Cassius shows off his pro wrestling experience with a northern lights suplex, causing BKH to tumble to the outside of the ring through the ropes! A gasping Cassius is yelled at by his furious brother Lucius as he gasps for air. Malik orders BKH back into the ring, which she complies with after a quick word with her trainer. She rolls back into the ring and Malik orders them to the center of the ring where he restarts the fight. BKH comes in with a little more confidence, throwing jabs of her own to keep Cassius at bay for the rest of this round. Cassius still moves in though, not wanting to give up this round even though he may have lost it. The overconfidence of BKH is her own downfall though as she attempts another spinning backfist, only for Cassius to take her down with a perfectly timed double leg! The crowd cheers for the takedown as Malik steps in before BKH can attempt any subs. The round ends and both fighters take to their corners. Lucy is supportive, rubbing BKH’s shoulders.)Lucy: Those takedowns don’t mean jack, what matters is you wobbling Cassius. You’re winning this fight, don’t give it up! Let him take you down and tie him up! Force him to go for the takedown!(Meanwhile….)Lucius: MAN YOU BETTER GET YO’ SHIT TOGETHER!!! YOU LOSING THIS FIGHT!!!
Grayson: Force the single tie clinch! If you can’t get in the pocket find a way to make her feel your power!
Alpine: BKH is finding a way to keep Cassius at bay. Should she continue with that strategy she very well may win this.
Rodz: Cassius needs to stop fucking around and listen to Grayson. Find a way in. If he doesn’t get the finish this round he may be fucked.(The cornermen and woman step out of the ring as Kiko does a final walk around the ring, signifying round three. Once she clears Malik signals to both fighters if they’re ready, to which they nod. The two come out of their corners to the cheers of the crowd, giving a final knucklebutt as they enter the third round. BKH pushes forward with a jab-jab-low kick, a tired Cassius simply eating the shots. Seeing that her shots are getting through, BKH goes exotic with a spinning back kick, only for Cassius to sidestep it and hit her with a hard body hook! The shot causes her to grimace as now Cassius comes in with a bit of confidence. He throws a right leg kick, causing her to block. He then quickly leaps in with a superman punch, almost connecting with BKH! She latches on and tries to drag him to the ground, but he places her back against the ropes to give himself some fighting space. He then muscles out of her hooks, gets a single tie clinch, and starts hammering her with right uppercuts!! The crowd cheers and gets out of their seat as two hard uppercuts connect, dropping BKH to one knee! She tries to force an ankle pick takedown, lifting up on the left leg of Cassius as she tries to bully her way out of the corner. He’s able to shove her back then nail her with a stinging jab to the nose on the retreat! Her head tips back and blood drizzles from her nose as Grayson and Lucius can be heard screaming at the top of their lungs “FINISH HER!!!” Cassius rushes with a ducking left hook to which BKH predictably dodges, but then nails her with a left-right hook combo to the gut which force her back against the ropes! The crowd are on their feet as Lucy screams out “PROTECT YOURSELF!!” since she’s near her corner. Just as Cassius is about to tear into her with another combo, Malik steps in and gets between both fighters. They give a quick hug to each other now that the fight is over, and take to their corners as the judges tabulate their votes. BKH slips on her hoodie as her trainer ices down her face. Cassius slips on his purple ‘THRONE MMA’ shirt as Grayson gives him a thumbs up. Lenne Hardt enters the ring, to which both Cassius and BKH take to the center. The camera goes split screen as we see Nick Stevenson stand up first with his score.)
Hardt: Since the fight went all three rounds, we now go to the judges’ scorecards for the decision. The first judge scores it in favor of Cassius Reed!(Cassius gives his patented cheese smile to the crowd as we go to Latrisha’s scorecard. It reads ‘BKH’, to which we see BKH flash the westside symbol.)Hardt: The second judge scores it in favor of Bailey Kaitlin Huff!!!
(The third and final judge stands up with his scorecard, leading Cassius to swivel his hips proudly.)Hardt: And the winner by split decision, and moving on to the Iron King Finals…..’PLAN C’ CAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSIIIIIIIUUUUUUUSSSSSSS RRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDD!!!!!WINNER VIA SPLIT DECISION: CASSIUS REED @ 9 Minutes.Alpine: Cassius was in serious trouble leading into round three. After connecting with that single tie clinch he really got in some damage, apparently enough to win over two of the judges.
Rodz: What do you mean apparently? If that round had gone any longer he would’ve KO’d her. Sometimes all you need is a good round to win a fight.
Alpine: Hats off to BKH, you’re a hell of a competitor and I can’t wait to see you rise in RISE.(Cassius offers BKH words of encouragement before patting her on the shoulder. He then looks to the camera, grinding his hips as he points up and says “ONE MORE TO GO!!” From his victory dance we go to the Skybox of Griswold Stadium, the crowd erupting in deafening cheers at the sight of Rowyn Starr. He inclines his head as though he can hear their reaction although the view past him through the windows shows the ring still being constructed - this isn’t a live video after all. Rowyn bows his head for a moment, his voice coming out strained.)Rowyn Starr: People get sidelined in this business all the time. Injuries happen. Rivalries happen. And sometimes, well, sometimes things get a little personal. (He pauses, shaking his head.)
Rowyn Starr: I’m not here for the reasons you think. Not tonight. Tonight, I want to thank you, Mason. I want to let you know exactly what I’m doing with my down time, how great it is to have a moment to rest and recuperate and just recharge my batteries. (There’s a hint of a tense smile on his lips for a moment.)
Rowyn Starr: I wish you luck tonight against Mararu Inoue - you’re going to need it. You never should have dragged Crystal into this. (Once again he pauses, letting the thread of steel in his voice speak for him.)
Rowyn Starr: Once I’m fully healed, once I am ready to bring the fight you deserve, the fight you’ve earned to your doorstep? I’ll be there. I’ll end you. Not your career, Mason. YOU. (The camera continues to roll for a few moments longer on Rowyn’s eyes, on the look of sheer hatred and determination there before the view shifts to reveal Masaru Inoue standing backstage, his face inches from Ollie’s.)
Masaru Inoue: ...perhaps the clavicle, hmm? What do you think? (He waits a beat although the owl perched on his shoulder says nothing.)
Masaru Inoue: Of course, breaking him down requires a systematic approach. Mustn’t be too quick. You’re absolutely right. Breaking isn’t enough. Mason Daniels must be DESTROYED. (Cut to the back, as Seth Black pushes open the door to his temporary office - and his face rapidly turns into an ashen scowl at the sight of...whatever it is he sees.)Seth Black: Get the hell out of my chair. (As he moves inside, so too does the camera - and we notice Veronica Valiant, a suit jacket worn over her complicated ring gear, sat in a reclining lounge chair with her booted feet crossed and perched on top of a desk. The chair squeaks as she leans back with her eyes shut.)
Veronica Valiant: Shan't. Mmmm...moulded leather, so nice. Better on the ol' back than those bare-ass bleachers in the changing rooms. Black: I know, because - again - it's MY chair. Out. Valiant: In a minute. Black: What's about to happen in a minute? Valiant: One of two things. Either you offer me a very grovelling apology, or this chat takes a nasty turn. (Rolling his eyes, Seth turns away from the woman and busies himself with pouring out a tumbler of whiskey. One of Veronica's eyes open and she scrutinizes his back in silence while he goes.)Black: I'm not going to entertain your paranoia, and I'm definitely not going to apologize for your own failings. You had the same chances as anyone here, but - Valiant: Bullshit. You set me up to fail. Black: Oh, you can prove that, can you? Valiant: My gut doesn't need proof. (Silently, Veronica gets up and slinks around the desk toward Seth, as he drops an ice cube in his glass with a muted 'clink'. When he turns around, she's barely 2 feet away, and he masks a shocked backward step - one that makes his thigh collide with the counter/liquor cabinet - with an irritable snarl.)Black: Tch!...look, it's pretty much against my job description to piss off or obstruct the talent, so if you've got something you actually want, telling me what that is instead of just being passive-aggressive up in my face would be a start. Valiant: Nothing much. I just want everyone who's been a thorn in my side to throw themselves at my feet, admit their inferiority, and say nothing as I pry everything that ever mattered out of their clutches. (Seth makes a face.)Black: That's a little bit beyond my reach. Or anyone's. Valiant: The list of thorns starts with you, you realize, right? And if I don't see a marked change in your attitude towards me, well...if it pissed you off when I screwed up the Iron King bracket, trust me when I say that is just the smallest fraction of the disorder I can and will wreak upon Phoenix. You'll be too busy putting out fires to sleep at night. Black: Or, I could get you fired. (Veronica's laugh is sudden, sharp, and sounds like the loudest thing in the world.)Valiant: You certainly could! It wouldn't even remotely hinder my ability to be a nuisance, but I'm sure it would make you feel better for 5 minutes. Black: All of this, just because you lost some matches... (Seth shakes his head with a mirthless chuckle, and raises the glass to his lips - but Veronica snatches it out of his hand with a whiplike motion. She smiles ruefully.)Valiant: No. Because I'm starting to figure out who my enemies really are. (And she drains the glass in one gulp - then scowls, and throws the empty tumbler to the floor, where it shatters noisily.)Valiant: I don't know what that was but it's shit. You really wanna look like the competent businessman you plainly aren't, Seth? Get some better booze in. (Veronica saunters away, slamming the door shut behind her, leaving Seth to glare after her while a muscle in his cheek twitches.)‘Birdcage’ Deathmatch Masaru Inoue vs. Mason Daniels
Rodz: Whatever drugs Masaru has, I want. If you see talking owls that’s some good brain frying shit there.
Alpine: Which you clearly don’t need any more of. Masaru and Mason are two of the most violent men in PW history, and tonight they go one on one in a creation of Masaru’s, a ‘Birdcage’ match. Staff is setting up the glass panels as we speak.(We go to the ring to see the glass panels coming together, forming a glass box over the top of the ring. Once set the ring crew scurry away, leading Lenne Hardt to approach the ring. She enters through one of the panels which is outfitted with a glass door. Once she enters the structure we can see a sample of the weapons to be used hanging on the ropes behind her: Steel chair, bat, fire hydrant, and a bag of live scorpions. Lenne makes a weird face as she looks at the items, then looks out the bloodthirsty crowd.)Hardt: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is a ‘Birdcage’ Deathmatch!!!(Huge cheers from the fans as we hear the first theme music play. ‘This Is War’ by Ill Nino blares out of the PA, bringing out a t-shirt and jeans wearing Mason Daniels. In his hand is a bat wrapped in barbed wire, to which he looks down upon fondly as he makes his way through the curtain. Mason’s mohawk comes up through the trees, revealing Mason’s smiling sadistic face in red as he walks to the ring amongst a sea of boos.)Hardt: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 220 pounds, he is the ‘War Hound’......MMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSOOOOOONNNNNNNNN DAAAAAAAANNNNNNIIIEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLSSSSS!!!!(Fans throw their drinks from their ringside seats, trying to hit the hated Mason. He succeeds in batting one right back into the crowd.)Rodz: Look at those batting skills! Fun fact, Mason Daniels was kicked out of the minor leagues for beating up his opposition with baseball bats.
Alpine: Even though you made that up on the spot it’s totally believable.(A focused Mason makes his way to the ring wearing a t-shirt that says ‘CRYSTAL LOVES MASON’ in white on black. He takes the steps up to the glass door, swinging it open and entering the glass encased ring. He takes a look at some of the weapons available, smiles and nods, then looks over to the entranceway as he awaits Masaru. His theme comes to an end, and over the trees we see what looks like a swarm of owls fly by them, then disappear off into the night. This brings on ‘Nightlight’ by the Silversun Pickups, getting a loud mixed reaction for Masaru. Mason waves with his free hand, begging Masaru to make it quick to the ring. The camera switches to the empty curtains, with no one in sight. After a good five seconds, we hear an engine revving. Blasting it’s way onto the field from the far side of the stadium is a black hearse. Mason laughs at seeing Masaru’s bizarre introduction, watching as the hearse stops right at the beginning of the entranceway, trunk side facing the ring. The double doors open, and out of them floats Masaru’s owl companion, hovering from the car to the very top of the glass structure. He sits there perched, head aimed at the trunk as Masaru bursts out of the open dressed in all black, smiling sadistically. In his hand is his new favorite weapon, a scythe, bringing on the cheers of the crowd.)Hardt: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 190 pounds…..He is a former PW World Champion…..MMMMMMAAAAAASSSSSSAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUU INNNNNNOOOOOOUUUUUUEEEEE!!!!Alpine: At first I was a little worried about Mason bringing in a barbed wire bat to start this match, then I remembered how Masaru rolled.
Rodz: Exactly. Masaru may be batshit crazy, but he believes in a fair fight.
(Masaru stomps up the steps to the glass door. As soon as he steps through into the ring, Mason goes full swing at Masaru’s head! Luckily he ducks the shot, allowing Mason to hit the glass wall! A large spider crack forms on the glass wall, and Masaru quickly reacts by elbowing Mason in the gut, then cracking him in the chin with the butt of his scythe! Oz Oxford Jr. rings for the bell as he tries his best to get the terrified Lenne out of the ring.)DING DING DING!!!(Lenne is safely escorted out of the ring and the glass door is closed shut. Masaru raises up his scythe to dig it in Mason’s back, but Mason takes the top of his bat and jabs Masaru in the gut on the come up, then drops the bat and drops the stunned Masaru with a DDT! Masaru hits the ground and tries to grab his dropped scythe. However Mason has other plans as he picks up Masaru by the back of his black jeans, does a roundabout with him, then tosses him hard into the crack on the door wall! The whole panel shatters, sending Masaru dropping near the bottom rope from the impact! “HOLY SHIT!!!” chants as Masaru is showered with glass, and Mason doesn’t hesitate to keep inflicting damage.)Alpine: It’s not even a full minute into the match and already they’ve broken one of the walls!
Rodz: So much for that flimsy glass door.(Mason takes the stunned Masaru, picks him up by his back, and carries him over to another panel. He then release german suplexes Masaru into another panel, breaking it one solid shot! More “HOLY SHIT!!”s from the fans as a heavy breathing Masaru lays there, blood leaking out of his head and cuts all over his exposed arms. Mason looks down at the writhing Masaru, laughing as he picks back up his bat.)Mason: TOO EASY!!!(He then casually walks over to Masaru as he’s trying to crawl on all fours, saying “OUCH!!!” along the way as he tries not to put his hands on broken glass. Mason wags his bat proudly, then smashes it hard over Masaru’s back! He drops to his stomach, screaming in pain as Mason yanks the bat from the fabric of his black shirt, causing a big rip in it. He then lifts it up again, slamming down once more on Masaru’s back. This one flicking up some blood on the bat as he firmly breaks the skin. Figuring this should be enough to get the win, Mason kicks him over to his back, placing a boot on his chest for the win.)1….2….(Kickout! Mason smiles to the fight left in Masaru, then looks out to the crowd.)Mason: LOOKS LIKE HE’S GOT SOME FIGHT LEFT IN HIM!!!Alpine: Boy does he ever. Being put through two glass panels and having your back destroyed with a barbed wire bat is the type of damage to take out most human beings.
Rodz: Yeah, but we’re dealing with a Japanese CIA bred hybrid mutant here, not a human being.(Deciding to make use of the weapons at his disposal, Mason drops the barbed wire bat and picks up a taser hanging off the ropes. He tests the current on it, smiles, and casually makes his way back over to the crawling Masaru. Masaru is eying that scythe, so close to grabbing it, but Mason is right behind him and ready for the reach. Just as Masaru is inches from grabbing the scythe handle, Mason shocks him right in the back, causing him to spasm on the broken glass! This makes Mason laugh, so he does it again!! The crowd is drowning him with boos at this point, even rallying the ‘bad guy’ Masaru on with “MA-SA-RU!!!” chants. Mason mocks them, mouthing the chants before zapping Mason again! Masaru grits his teeth in pain, his body having post-spasms from the current traveling through it. Being he has Masaru dead to rights, Mason walks over to direction of the skybox. He points his taser hand to the t-shirt, then points out to Rowyn, making sure he has his attention. He then points to his t-shirt, getting a loud “ASSHOLE!!” chant from the crowd.)Mason: SHE LOVES ME MORE THAN SHE LOVES YOU ROWYN!!!
Rodz: Damn, Mason is pouring on the asshole sauce tonight! I must say Mason, well done.
Alpine: Well he better watch out, he’s in the ring with one of the toughest men in the world who is somehow recovering.(With Mason being too caught up in taunting Rowyn, Masaru pushes his way to a shaky crouch, then looks out to the mat in a daze. He sees his scythe, picks it up, and grips it with a smile. The fans cheer their head off, confusing the distracted Mason and causing him to look behind. As soon as he does Masaru lunges forward with his blade, digging it right into Mason’s chest!!! Blood spurts out of the t-shirt as the grit teeth Masaru presses him up against the panel, then rakes down hard with the blade, slashing open Mason’s shirt and leaving a giant bloody gash trailing down his chest!!! “HOLY SHIT!!!” blares out from the crowd as the bleeding Mason drops to his knees, groaning in agony.)Rodz: That’s the spirit Maz!! Do unto others!!
Alpine: I think I’m gonna be sick….(As Freddy takes a moment to vomit up some of his catering dinner, Masaru drops the scythe and picks up the stunned Mason. He then hooks him behind with a double hook, then throws him one of the last two standing panels, shattering it with a release tiger suplex!!! “HOLY SHIT!!!” rings out through the crowd as Mason flops over on the back of his neck, looking quite woozy. Masaru looks at the available weapons on the ropes, then sees Mason’s prized weapon, the barbed wire bat. He picks it up, aiming to bring back some violent memories for Mason. Masaru picks up the woozy Mason, blood dripping from his chest onto the mat. Masaru then tosses Mason to the opposite ropes, aims for his head with the bat in hand, but Mason is still in the game and smashes into Maz with a spear, smashing him back first into the remaining panel!! Glass showers the two as they lay there bleeding on the mat, leading on another “HOLY SHIT!!” chant, but this one mixed in with “YOU SICK FUCKS!!”)Alpine: All four panels have been busted through, leaving a variety of weapons at these warriors disposal!!!
Rodz: Not to mention that there’s broken glass like, I don’t know, EVERYWHERE.(Both men stir on the mat, taking a brief moment to recoup from being slammed through glass and sliced up with it. Oz gives the men space as they begin the journey to get back to their feet. Mason gets to a crouch, then Maz to a wobbly one. Mason punches him in the face, causing Masaru to spit out blood. He punches him right back, causing Mason to blink and wobble. The two push up to a crouch-stand, trading punches back and forth, seeing which one goes down first. The crowd chanting “FIGHT!!” with each shot. Mason lets them down though by escaping the punching contest with a low blow, dropping Masaru to the mat. With Masaru incapacitated, Mason makes his way over to the ropes and grabs a cat of nine tails. He whips it on the ropes, testing it’s ability and smiling once he sees that it causes slash marks across the cables. He then makes his way up to the crawling Masaru who is eying some weapons himself. He goes to reach out to the ropes, but Mason stops that by lashing Masaru across the back!!! “OHHHH!!!”s from the crowd as Masaru rolls out of the ring in agony, but as he does he grabs something handheld.)Alpine: With the panels open, at least that leaves a temporary method of escape from this madness.
Rodz: Not much of an escape when you're bleeding all over the place and being chased by a vindictive psychopath.
(Masaru crouches down, burying his hands away from the camera as he feels the slicing pain across his back. Meanwhile he rubs something on his hands then rubs it on the ground, the camera trying to get a good luck but unsuccessful. Wanting to finish the fight in the ring, Mason drops the whip and exits the ring. He then picks up Masaru, who surprises him with a with an uppercut, knocking him back!! Blood trails from Mason’s neck and chin, to which the shocked Mason stops to check to see that he’s bleeding from his neck. Masaru uses what little energy he has left to toss Mason in the ring. He then picks up the handheld object he was holding, a tube of industrial glue, and starts to douse the top of his boots with the glue. He then hops in the ring, grabs a hold of the first pile of broken glass he sees, and starts sprinkling the top of his boots with it. Fans are standing out of their seats at the impending violence.)Rodz: That’s my boy! Leave it up to an asian to properly do this Tai Pei style!!
Alpine: One more time….(Freddy goes to relieve his guts again as the bloody Masaru waits for Mason to come to a crouch once he does, Masaru screams out loud, then cracks Mason across the face with a glass chunk assisted Kill Shot!!! Loud “YOU SICK FUCK!!” chants as the tired and beaten Masaru drops on top of Mason.)1…..2….3!!!!WINNER: Masaru Inoue via PINFALL @ 12 minutes, 02 seconds.Alpine: Good god, is the bloodbath over?
Rodz: Mercifully yes. I know Masaru had plans to make this an all nighter, but then he went to war with Mason and quickly changed his mind on that.
Alpine: You can’t blame him on that. EMT’s are standing by to help these bloody men out.(Olly lands on the top turnbuckle, nodding to his gory owner as he lays beside Mason, blood and glass circling their bodies. The fans are still aghast at the goings on between Masaru and Mason, a quick cut to the back shows the EMTs coming up from the loading dock with stretchers, one poor soul is carrying nothing a huge wad of triage gauze as they rush down the ramp to the ringside area. As they load Masaru and then Mason up onto the gurneys and get them stable to move, a ring crew comes down to clear the ring of broken glass and present a pristine surface for the next match. On the big screen the fans watch as highlights run of the career to date of Cassius Reed first, showing his winning the Passion of the Juniors Cup, some of his matches from Portland Pro which gain a huge positive crowd response from the fans, and then the music switches to Aurora’s and runs through many of her World Title defenses from 2014 and 2015, including the Ladder Match against Ashlyn De Luca and the Pentagram at RISEN. From there it shows her becoming the new Rebirth Champion, and her title defenses throughout this year’s Iron King Tournament. The lights lower as the video package ends and the fans begin to murmur in anticipation.) |
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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Mar 1, 2017 0:51:03 GMT
Iron King Finals 5 round, 5 minute MMA rules in cage PW Rebirth Championship Match Aurora(c) vs. Cassius Reed Alpine: Here we are folks….the culmination of a two month long tournament to decide once and for all, who is the Iron King!?
Rodz: Or Queen for that matter. I know I shouldn’t be the PC one but one of us had to say it.
Alpine: Fair enough. One of these battled tested gladiators will walk out of Portland tonight with an Iron King Cup, 100,000 dollars, and of course the PW Rebirth Championship.
Rodz: High stakes for these two. It’s a good thing they only had to endure nine minutes a piece. Now we go for the real deal, twenty five minutes of caged hell.
Alpine: That’s IF it goes that long. Both of these competitors had a break, Aurora the slightly longer of the two being her semi-final was first. Let’s take it to Lenne at ringside!!(The ring crew is still working circles around Lenne, doing their best to remove and sweep away any last remnant of glass left over from the previous match. She beams wide to the hard camera, getting ready to scream hard.)Hardt: It’s time…..FOOOOOORRRRR THHE MAAAAAAAAAIIIIIINNNNNN EEEEEEVVVVVVEEENNNNNTTTTT!!!(The turnbuckle tops explode with pyro blasts to sky, hyping up the already hyped fans even further.)Hardt: The following MMA bout is scheduled for five-five minute rounds inside a steel cage! Officiating tonight’s contest is Oz Oxford Jr!(Oz does his creepy belly rub for the cameras. They quickly go to a shot of the cage walls of the ring, bonding the four sides together in a similar fashion to the ‘birdcage’ match previously. Once the pyro clears, ‘You Suck’ by Pour Habit bumps over the speakers. Instead of the usual boos for Cassius he gets that coveted loud mixed reaction, showing that everyone, whether they love him or hate him is invested in seeing him in action. Purple and white lights illuminate the trees over the top of the the curtain, this time forming Cassius’s face with a message for the fans. We hear Cassius say in tune with the hologram, “PORTLAND, ARE YOU READY FOR THE CASSIUS REED EXPERIENCE?” Then Cassius busts out of the curtains, raising his hands to the loud crowd. He then tosses the mic to a nearby ring tech and makes his way down to ring hyped up but favoring his neck a little on the walk down. Grayson and Lucius follow behind in purple ‘Throne MMA’ shirts.)Hardt: Making his way to the ring, the challenger!! Weighing in at 204 and three quarter pounds….he is ‘PLAN C’.....CAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSIIIIIIIUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSS RREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDDDDDDD!!!!!!Alpine: Cassius is confident as can be heading into this main event, just one step away from fighting for the PW Rebirth Championship. How do you think he fares against the champ Johnny?
Rodz: (While eating a corndog) Well…(chomp)...he’s got a big goose egg on his forehead from that BKH backfist…(swallow) and it looks like he just stepped on broken glass. (chomp) As magic 8 ball would say, (swallow) outlook not so good.
Alpine: Can you eat and commentate separately please?(Rodz stuffs the whole corn dog in his mouth and pulls out the clean stick while shaking his head. Meanwhile Cassius hops up and down, acting as if he stepped on a piece of broken glass. He freaks out on a ring tech, then laughs when they go to check his feet. He says “GOTCHA!!” and struts on his way to the ring. Before making his way up the steps he removes his robe and tosses it to Lucius, who catches it with a headshake. Grayson wishes him good luck before he walks up the steps and enters through the cage door. Oz Oxford Jr. gives him a quick vaseline rub followed by a glove and mouthguard check. Once clear he lets Cassius do his thing, which is strut around the ring and shout out “IRON KING BABY!!!” Once he does a round he makes his way over to the blue corner where Grayson starts laying out strategy. His theme silences, leaving only the anxious chatter of the crowd. Then ‘Cold’ by Static X hits, bringing on the cheers/boos of the audience in abundance. A purple hologram shoots on the trees, showing a bat flying across the moon and coming towards the trees. It transforms into a hologram of Aurora in her MMA gear with the Rebirth Championship around her waist right in front of the curtain, bringing on more cheers from the crowd. Aurora then bursts through the curtains and steps out of the hologram, bringing pops galore. She cracks her neck and knuckles, walking confidently to the ring with Aubrey J. Parker behind her.)Hardt: Making her way to the ring, the champion!! Weighing in at 145 and one quarter pounds….SHE IS THE REIGNING….DEFENDING PW REBIRTH CHAMPION…..’THE QUEEN OF THE CROSSROADS’ AAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUURRRRRRRROOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAA!!!!
Alpine: The PW Rebirth Champion making her way to ringside with her good friend Aubrey J. Parker, subbing in for one bruised and bloody Masaru Inoue.
Rodz: Word backstage is he refused to get in the ambulance as he wanted to walk ringside with Aurora. His old stablemate Seth Black had to order him to go to hospital.
Alpine: Now THAT’S dedication.(Aurora makes her way to ringside and walks up the steps, entering through the cage door. As she unstraps her title Oz gets to applying vaseline and checking her gloves/mouthguard. With the champ clean, Aurora hands over her title to Oz, who presents it in the center of the ring to the crowd and fans at home. A graphic flies up reading ‘Rebirth Championship Match-MMA Fight’. He then goes and hands the belt over to the timekeeper as Lenne leaves the ring through the cage door. Aurora does a quick jog of the ring, nodding at Cassius, who returns the nod before she makes her way over to the red corner. Kiko enters the ring in her bikini, doing a ‘ROUND 1’ walk around the ring before taking her leave. Once she does Aurora’s theme silences and Oz calls both fighters to the center of the ring.)Oz Oxford Jr: I want a clean fight. Obey my commands at all times. If you’d like, touch gloves.
(Both fighters tap knuckles, then take to their corners as they prepare for war. Once settled, Oz rings for the bell.)
DING DING DING!!!(Cassius and Aurora come out of their corners and tap gloves, then get into their fighting stances. Cassius tries to test Aurora on the feet right away, throwing a swarm of punches her way to see how she handles being backed up against the cage! Aurora backpedals and rolls her back off the cage, coming back with a leaping right roundhouse to the head! “OHHHH!!”s from the crowd as the shot nearly connects, Cassius dodging the shot just in time. Cassius eases up a bit, throwing some distance jabs at Aurora as she paws each punch. Thinking he’s got a good position for a punch, Cassius leaps in with a solid superman punch, dropping Aurora to the mat!! The crowd stands to their feet as Cassius leaps into Aurora’s guard with a diving punch which she narrowly dodges! Quickly she holds onto Cassius in an attempt to recover from the stinging shot. A trail of blood leaks from the side of her cheek onto the mat as she grimaces from the shot. Cassius tries to muscle up his way out of her guard, but she keeps him close just long enough to prop her feet underneath him and get into butterfly guard. From there she’s able to kick off Cassius just as he postures up, avoiding a 12-6 elbow attempt! Aurora holds onto the back of her head and keeps her dangerous legs high, threatening to upkick Cassius if he gets too close. He decides to back off, wave for Aurora to stand, to which she rolls up to her feet immediately to the cheers of the crowd. Cassius raises a fist to her which she quickly butts, then they get back to business. An overconfident Cassius tries to get back into the pocket again, this time going for a ducking right hook. However this time he is intercepted by a sharp leg kick to the left thigh, knocking him back! Aurora presses in, landing another leg kick to the same spot! Cassius winces but continues forward, looking out for that next leg kick. Aurora catches him off guard by faking for a leg kick, then nailing a solid cross to his goose egg, splitting a cut open on it! Cassius says “DAMN WOMAN!!” and backs off, gritting his teeth from that stinging shot to his head. Grayson yells out “FALL BACK!!” to which Cassius puts on the brakes and takes it slower, choosing not to engage Aurora. Aurora is fine with that and paces herself, knowing she won the round on damage. Just as the fans start to get restless, the bell rings.)Alpine: Both fighters are cut open and it’s only the first round!
Rodz: You’re not going to vomit like a little bitch again, are you?
Alpine: No, I think I got it all out of my system.(Aubrey and Grayson pull up stools to which Aurora and Cassius sit down. Right away Grayson and Aubrey get to globbing vaseline on the cuts, doing their best to keep them from getting any worse.)Aubrey: You looked great out there champ! Keep him at bay with leg kicks and wrap him up if you can! Make this quick, it doesn’t have to be a dog fight!(Meanwhile…)Lucius: GET YO’ HEAD ON BOY!!! SHE ALREADY GOT YOU CUT, SHE’S SMELLING THAT BLOOD NOW!!
Grayson: Good superman punch but you need to follow up! Forget that gentleman stand up bullshit, finish her off wherever it goes! You let her recoup back there!
(Kiko tours the ring with a ‘ROUND 2’ card, smiling out to the whistling audience before Oz calls for the fighters to stand. They come out of their corners, ready for battle as the crowd cheers. Oz signals to both fighters, then calls for the bell.)DING DING DING!!!(Aurora and Cassius circle each other, both a little more wary of the other fighter’s strengths. Cassius is the first to engage with a couple jabs, doing his best to get in tight and do some damage. As soon as he thinks he has an opening he throws a jab-jab-cross then lunges in for a superman punch! However Aurora shows her prowess by catching him, muay thai tripping him to the mat, then catching him with a flying knee as he’s standing!!! “HOLY SHIT!!!” chants from the crowd as Cassius drops to his knees, blood trickling from the side of his face. Seeing that he’s stunned, Aurora quickly hooks onto his neck and takes his back. She then rolls over onto her back, locking on a rear naked choke! Since she’s nearby, Aubrey screams out “FINISH THIS AURORA, MAKE IT QUICK!!” Aurora is able to get her legs grapevined but is struggling to get her chin underneath Cassius’s chin. A “CAS-SI-US!!!” chant starts to rally him back to action with the young fighter doing his best to struggle out of this fight ending submission. In a rare case of a cut helping a fighter, the blood pouring out from the cut under his eye is leaking down his cheek and slipping into the crack of Aurora’s arm and his chin, making it very hard for Aurora to lock on the hold. Cassius uses this to his advantage to roll his head out and turn to his side, eventually rolling onto all fours as Aurora tries to stay attached. In a burst of energy Cassius escapes out the backdoor of the submission, getting cheers aplenty for his fancy escape as he draws out a deep breath. He holds onto his sore neck with one hand as he backs up from Aurora, one hand being held out as a gauge as he cocks back with the other. Aurora sees the blood covering his face and smiles, pressing in. She throws a solid leg kick his way, going unchecked and causing him to wince. She goes for another one, this one Cassius tries to catch but Aurora is just too quick. He throws several jabs and cross-hook combo out of frustration, doing anything he can to tag Aurora who is able to dance around it all. Aurora then throws a teep kick towards Cassius, pushing him back to the fence where Grayson screams “COUNTER!!” over and over again. Just as Aurora pushes in for another move, Oz Oxford Jr. steps between the fighters. Both make their way to their corners. Aurora’s cheek cut is vaselined down by a happy Aubrey as a blood covered Cassius is globbed on with vaseline to stop the cut under his eye.)Alpine: Cassius is now cut open in two different places on his face and is breathing heavy. This does not look good for him.
Rodz: Aurora is just punishing this poor guy. I kinda wish she would just take Aubrey’s advice and put him out of his misery. By the way, how are you not retching guts? Cassius looks like a horror show.
Alpine: I told you, I got it all out.
Aubrey: Aurora you are slaughtering out there! Take him out in the next round, don’t let this go to a judges’ decision! Take him down and tap him out!
(Aurora nods with a smile as we head on over to Cassius, head hung low as he’s screamed at.)Lucius: YOU BETTER DO SOMETHING THIS ROUND OR I’M THROWIN’ THE TOWEL IN, I SWEAR!!
Grayson: No you ain’t! Cassius don’t listen to him. You keep on fighting! Win this fight! Aim for her chin, you hit harder than her! Don’t forget that!
(Cassius nods and the cornermen retreat out of the ring. Kiko does a ‘ROUND 3’ walk of the ring, smiling out to the on their feet crowd before taking her leave. Oz draws both fighters to their feet, checks with them, then rings for the bell.)DING DING DING!!!(Both fighters engage in a circle, feeling each other out with jabs. Aurora goes for a jab-jab-leg kick combo, hitting Cassius in the affected thigh! He draws back with a bit of a stumble, to which Aurora takes advantage. She throws a big punch his way, knowing he would go for a counter punch, and instead dives low for a double leg takedown! Aurora pushes Cassius to the fence, pressing all her bodyweight against him as she tries to dump him on his butt. Cassius persists, holding her tight in a cage sprawl as he uses this moment to recoup. Aurora changes level and tries for another drop, actually succeeding in lifting Cassius off his feet. However he’s well aware of his surroundings and grabs a handful of chain link, keeping himself from going to the crowd. Oz yells out “DON’T GRAB THE CAGE!!” to which Cassius smiles. Aurora moves up to a greco roman stand, pressing her head to his chest and nailing periodic knees to his affected thigh. After five hard shots Cassius rolls his back off the cage and separates, getting a cheer from the crowd. Both raise their hands and engage, with Aurora going for another flying knee attempt, this one Cassius dodging perfectly. However Aurora is persistent with the double leg attempts, dropping for one as soon as Cassius jabs. He gets her in a perfect sprawl, hooking her underneath and pushing her back. SInce he has a sort of clinch going on, he fires away with an uppercut, landing on the tip of Aurora’s chin and knocking her back!!! “OHHH!!!”s from the crowd as Cassius leaps in for a lunging left hook, only for Aurora to duck it and go for a panic double leg! Cassius stumbles around the mat, but is able to gain his footing and steer his back to the cage, keeping from going down. Aurora breathes heavy as she presses into him, doing her best to recover from that skull ringing short uppercut. Cassius tries to push her off but she thwarts him with some foot stomps, causing Cassius to wince as her boots come down on his bare feet. After three hard stomps he’s forced to circle out and shove her away, looking tired from having Aurora drain him with takedown attempts most of the round. He tries to throw some jabs her way, mostly to stay active and keep her at bay. Just before the bell sounds Aurora nails another stinging leg kick, leaving Cassius limping back to his corner. Aubrey applies more vaseline to Aurora’s cut and is supportive as Cassius is berated and vaselined down.)Alpine: While much didn’t happen in that round, you have to give credit to the takedown defense of Cassius Reed. He was able to keep Aurora at bay the whole time, stuffing three of her takedown attempts.
Rodz: Yeah but he keeps on eating leg kicks like potato chips. That hobble is now a target to Aurora, along with that dinged up neck of his.
Aubrey: Find a different way to take him to the mat! Clinch and trip, slam him, hell DDT him! Just get him to the mat and end it! You got this!
(Over in the blue corner…)
Lucius: LAST CHANCE FOOL!! PULL A RABBIT OUTTA YO’ ASS OR I’M THROWIN’ IN THE TOWEL!!
Grayson: You better not! Cassius, focus my man! Good job evading the takedowns but she keeps catching you with those leg kicks! Make her pay for that!(The cut under his eye is swelling up nicely, adding another bruised lump to his face. Cassius nods and stands up from his stool just as Kiko does her ‘ROUND 4’ skimpy walk. Oz takes to the center of the ring and signals for the bell.)DING DING DING!!!!(Aurora and Cassius approach the center of the ring, Aurora the more engaging of the two as he lights into Cassius right away with a push kick to the chest. He eats it, expecting to look for those leg kicks of hers. Nonetheless he pushes in and jabs away, trying to touch her chin. She circles out in a run and hits another stinging leg kick, drawing “OHHHH!!!!”s from the crowd on how hard it connects. Cassius stumbles and she goes for another one to the same region. It’s a mistake on her part though as Cassius catches the leg kick with his left hand and throws a right hook, catching her on the eye! “HOLY SHIT!!!” from the crowd as Aurora falls on her ass, looking in a daze with Cassius looms over her. Aurora gets in upkick mode, ready to crack him on the chin if he comes to close. With a cautious hand on one foot, the heavy breathing Cassius looks for an opening, refusing to let her stand again. After two hard upkick attempts, Cassius lunges in with a diving bomb, hitting Aurora right on the affected eye to “OHHH!!!”s from the crowd. Aubrey is screaming “WRAP HIM UP!!!” since she’s close, to which Cassius does his best to posture up. She goes for the butterfly guard again, but Cassius is able to slide out and rain down some nasty ground and pound before she can kick him back! Two shots land before Aurora can catch him and pull him in for a gogoplata attempt. She starts trying to entwine him, but before she can get any solid hooks in Oz stops her and has her unravel from Cassius. The crowd looks confused, as do Cassius as Aurora as Oz makes a call to ringside.)Rodz: The fuck is this jerk off doing?
Alpine: Looks like those shots to the eye have swollen shut Aurora’s left eye. Oz is going to have a doctor check on it. We may have a fight stoppage here.
(Aurora screams out “I CAN SEE YOU!!” to which Oz calls over the doc. He shines a light in her eye, checking the tissue around the eye. He holds up fingers to which she says “I CAN SEE YOUR DAMN FINGERS!!” Cassius uses this moment to draw out a deep breath, seriously tired from having two hard MMA fights in one night. After a thorough check from the doctor, he says she can continue, bringing on the cheers of the crowd. The doctor leaves the ring and two knucklebutt each other before getting back at it. Aurora plays it incredibly safe to close out the round, pawing at Cassius with jabs and doing her best to keep her fellow tired fighter at bay. Oz gets between the two as the bell sounds, and the fighters make their way over to their corners. A panicking Aubrey ices down Aurora’s fucked up ET eye as Cassius is iced and vaselined down by an amped Grayson.)Alpine: Now that’s a hell of a way to steal a round! Cassius comes back from his deepest, darkest depths and drops Aurora with a solid bomb!
Rodz: God Aurora is a tough cookie. She gets clobbered by a former amateur boxer and she’s still standing and somewhat conscious. Incredible.
Aubrey: Aurora this is your last chance, don’t leave this to the judges! Tap him out by all means!!(Over in Cassius’s corner…)Lucius: Not bad, not bad. But now’s not the time to rest, pour it on sucka.
Grayson: He’s right. I know you’re tired Cassius, but you can rest in five more minutes! Take that title baby!!
(Cassius smiles to that, breathing deeply as Kiko finishes up her final tour of the ring with a ‘ROUND 5’ card. The corner people leave the ring and the fighters come to painful stands, ready for the final round of action. Oz signals to both, then rings for the bell.)DING DING DING!!!(The two hurt fighters start off the match with a quick hug, then get into their fighting stances. Aurora jabs away at Cassius, trying to get him to commit to a counter punch. Instead he bobs and weaves, trying to save what little energy he has. Aurora lets out a deep breath and paws away, getting Cassius to commit to anything. Finally he throws a counter right cross her way, leading her to clinch up then roll his back to the fence. It’s here that the tired Aurora catches her breath, doing her best to drain Cassius as she lays against him, alternating between knees to the thigh and foot stomps. As quick as he can Cassius pushes away and off the cage, getting a little distance then lands a smacking left body hook, getting “OHHH!!!”s from the crowd! Aurora winces and backs off, trying to regain her distance as they take to the center of the ring. Aurora tries to keep the dangerous Cassius away with jabs and the occasional teep, not wanting to risk it with any leg kicks. Cassius dodges the best he can with a hurt leg, looking for an opening to land. Once he does he throws a leaping uppercut to the chin, only for a lucky Aurora to dodge it and clinch up with Cassius. She goes for a muay thai dump but it’s Cassius for the double leg this time, easily muscling the smaller Aurora to the cage. In an innovative counter she uses Cassius’s own force against him, letting him force her back to the cage only for her to leap off it at the right moment, hook Cassius’s head, and land a cage assisted tornado DDT!! The wrestling biased crowd roars with approval as she converts it to a guillotine, doing her best to tap out Cassius. Cassius looks to be on the verge of tapping, hand wavering by her hip. However with one last burst of energy and a yank, Cassius loosens up his sore neck with a loud “OW!!” and pulls away from Aurora. As much as his team is saying “FINISH HER!!” Cassius backs off, too tired to capitalize and barely standing as is. Aurora comes to a sluggish stand, raising her weary fists with a ‘I wanna go home’ look on her face. Luckily for the two Oz comes between them, mercifully ending this absolute dogfight. The entire crowd is on their feet cheering for the two who poured out their all for the PW fans.)
Alpine: GOOD LORD ALMIGHTY WHAT A FIGHT!!! Whoever loses this match more than deserves a rematch!
Rodz: Agreed. Macto and Caged Glory, how about dah?(The two fighters share a hug and some words before slugging their ways over to their corners to be cleaned up and t-shirted. Lenne Hardt enters the cage to announce the final verdict. The camera goes split screen on the fighter’s faces, showing the damage done as the crowd “OHHH!!!”s.)Hardt: With the fight going all five rounds, we go to the judges’ scorecards for the decision!(Stevenson stands up from the judging table holding up a sign that reads ‘AURORA’.)Hardt: The first judge rules in favor of Aurora!(She closes her eyes and breathes deeply as the fans cheer. Latrisha stands, showing off a sign that reads ‘CASSIUS’.)Hardt: The second judge rules in favor of Cassius!(Cassius breathes deeply but musters up the cheese smile. Scott Rage stands with the third and final card, bringing that cheese smile into a girlish scream.)Hardt: And your winner by split decision….ANNNNNNNNNDDDDD NNNNNNEEEEEEEEWWWW PW REBIRTH CHAMPION…..CAAAAAAASSSSSSSIIIIIUUUUUUSSSSSS RRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDDDDDD!!!!
WINNER: Cassius Reed via SPLIT DECISION @ 25 minutes.
Alpine: CASSIUS REED MAKES HISTORY AS THE FIRST OUTSIDER TO WIN THE IRON KING TOURNAMENT! AND HE DID SO BY DEFEATING THE MOST DOMINANT CHAMPION PW HAS EVER SEEN!!!
Rodz: Cassius has done nothing but impress me this whole tournament. If there’s anyone worthy of dethroning the great Aurora, it’s that man right there. (You Suck by Pour Habit plays as streamers shoot into the ring along with buckets worth of confetti. A fireworks show goes off above the Griswold Stadium, blasting the cloudy sky with bursts of gold, red, and orange. Aurora and Cassius are both nearly woodchipper bloody and Aurora is clearly speaking to him as the referee goes to retrieve the Rebirth Championship title. He moves to hand it to Cassius but it's Aurora who snarls at him and snatches it out of his hands before she runs her thumb over her name on the plate, looking up at him from under her dark lashes for a heartbeat before she tries a smile and then hands him the belt, making sure his hands have a sure hold before she releases it. She goes in mongoose quick despite everything and presses a kiss to his cheek before she exits the ring, shrugging off the offered help as she makes her way up the ramp, the fans giving her a bit of appreciation for her efforts tonight.
In the ring Cassius is still staring at his newly won belt, as from the back comes a smiling Seth Black with the Iron King Tournament Cup, and a large envelope in his hand. He makes his way up to the ring, climbing the steps and sliding in through the ropes. He walks up to Cassius and takes a microphone out of his jacket as Cassius shifts the belt over one arm and accepts the trophy cup as the music fades.)Seth Black: Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to Cassius Reed the 2017 Iron King Tournament Cup, along with a check for one hundred thousand dollars! Let’s give the man his due! (The fans cheer him once more before he takes the microphone from Seth.)Cassius Reed: Cassius did it. YOU HEAR THAT? CASSIUS DID IT! Cassius told you suckas you weren’t ready for the Cassius Reed Experience and now? Cassius is the CHAMPION! CASSIUS IS THE IRON KING! (The fans cheer again and he waves them down to a dull roar as he seems to calm down for a moment.)Cassius Reed: Cassius ain’t gunna lie, that was a damn hard match, at the end of a long damn line of ‘em! But Cassius, he perservered, Cassius endured! Now Cassius is gunna take this prize money and Portland? CASSIUS IS GUNNA CELEBRATE! (He takes the check, handing over the microphone, and waves up his music again as he leaves the ring, celebrating his way to the back as Seth follows.)Alpine: What an amazing show we had, and what a wild ride! Cassius Reed, is our new Rebirth Champion, and our Iron King!Rodz: For once I totally agree with you, Alpine! That man that just headed off to celebrate? He did what he said he would, and things just got a whole lot funkier around here! What a way to close out the Iron King Tournament! I can’t wait to find out what’s will happen next!(The scene fades on the smiling, dinged up face of the 2017 Iron King and Rebirth Champion, Cassius Reed.) |
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