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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Mar 19, 2017 4:40:09 GMT
PW Presents...  Redemption 106
March 21st, 2017
Blaisedell Arena
Honolulu, Hawaii***DARK MATCHES*** Phillip Kennedy vs. Oni Kamigawa
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WINNER: Oni Kamigawa via PINFALL @ 1 minute, 04 seconds. (Shortly after Oni leaves the ring paramedics rush to the ring with a stretcher, gurney, and a neck brace. They fit poor Phillip with a neck brace, load him on the gurney, and push him to the back as the crowd looks on worried. Deciding to keep up the action and avoid distraction, Seth Iser's music plays.)
Seth Iser vs. Frisky D ('Gehenna' by Slipknot plays, bringing on the boos from the crowd as the sweaty bridge hobo moonlighting as a wrestler Seth Iser makes his way out. Leading behind him is Vince Moretti, too busy playing with his phone to pump up his client. Vince stands on the outside as Seth stomps his way up the steps, snarling and pissed that he's having to work a dark match against a newcomer. He makes his way over to his corner, scowling ahead at the curtain as his theme silences. 'Razor Blades and Steak Knives' by Jarren Benton plays. Even though the crowd doesn't know who she is, they respond well to her waving for them to cheer for her. That and she is an attractive young woman. Frisky runs and slides into the ring, popping up to her feet with a handspring with a bit of stumble to it. She then makes her way over to her corner, awaiting Oz's instructions. Her theme ends, and the bell rings. Right away Seth Iser stomps his way over to Frisky and plants a palm on her face, forcing her to the corner. However she uses that rushing push to her advantage and drops her legs down and up, locking Seth Iser in a triangle armbar! The crowd cheers as Seth falls to the mat, wagging a finger at Oz as he refuses to submit. Instead he pushes up on his body weight, coming to a squat over Frisky. He then lifts up for a big roar, hoisting Frisky above his head with a single arm lift! He holds her up to demonstrate his power, but his showboating bites him in the ass as she hurricanranas Seth from the position to the mat! The growling Seth rushes up to his feet, charging at Frisky for a discus clothesline. He makes the rotation, but Frisky ducks just in time, then latches on for The Spanish Inquisition on the turn around! Seth is ready for her though and lifts her back up, then tosses her off of him. She lands to her feet with a stumble but hits the ropes, repels off, and comes back with a flying crossbody! Seth is ready for it and catches Frisky, smiling as he prepares to make her pay. He then throws her up to his shoulders, to which she quickly latches on for a crucifix and drops him into a pinning combination! Oz slides down for a one count as Seth gets up and grabs Frisky by the throat. He lifts her to her feet as he stands, then gives her two slugs to the gut to stop any potential reversals. He then tucks her down, flips her up for the powerbomb, but Frisky finds a way to flip out and nail him with The Spanish Inquisition! The crowd cheers as Frisky goes for the pin!)
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3!!!!WINNER: Frisky D via PINFALL @ 3 minutes, 35 seconds.(Following the match Seth starts pounding on the mat, furious that he lost to Frisky and didn't land a single move. Frisky notes his tantrum and leaves the ring. Shortly after Frisky leaves, Vince Moretti leaves, shaking his head as he continues to thumb through his texts. Seth looms over the top rope, head buried in the top turnbuckle as he ponders his career in PW.)***ON AIR*** (The cameras cut to the outside, the lovely scenery around the Blaisdell Arena and the unique blue glass entranceway out front caught in panoramic view as the cameras sweep the fans outside. A long white limo drives past and some few cheer, some boo, but many crane to try and take some candid shots as it goes back to the secure entrances in use for the Phoenix Wrestling talent and employees tonight. Legacy exits the limo and walks around as the driver opens Aurora’s door and he takes her hand as they walk towards the door, she has her bag slung over her other shoulder and of course conspicuously absent tonight is her usual extra bag. As they walk towards it the door opens for them and she looks back at him for a moment, the wind flipping through her long hair. He smiles at her, gently for the man known as The Monster from Chicago, and he pauses her with a light touch on her shoulder.)Legacy: I know I’ve said this darling, but I’m very proud of you. What you did during the Iron King is unprecedented. You defended your title every match, and made it to the finals.Aurora: I did want that… to be the first Iron Queen. Who knows? Maybe next year I will. I’m content though, right now - let Cassius Reed have his moment under the sun, I’ve got the goal I’ve truly wanted since the doors reopened within my grasp. Masaru and I, we’re going to be the first Duos Champions, if it kills us…(Her laugh is light, nearly musical.)Aurora: Well… figure of speech or no.(She took his hand again as they passed into the building, her voice drifting back.)Aurora: I am resolved, that this is the last Redemption I walk through this door without my belt bag, Legacy. I’ll bring it empty and return with it filled. I have to, I’ve got no choice.(The cameras then cut backstage to the Fin-Nisher and Twin-Nisher arriving at the arena, with Fin super worried about facing off against Veronica later in the night. His expression is full of nerves though he smiles to see the giant poster of Tiffani up on the wall, he moves to rest his forehead against it.)Fin-Nisher: Yo bro, this sucks man. That Veronica Valiant she is one crazy-ass bitch! She might try to ball-slap me! I don't know whats to do. At least I have hot wife, hotter than her ever.Twin-Nisher: Well bro, I'm saying not to worry yo. I talked with Seth Black bro, I gots an ace up my sleeves.(Fin sighs heavily but looks over to his brother with a bit of hope.)Fin-Nisher: Okay bro. You ready to kick Frankie's ass?(Twin nods enthusiastically.)Twin-Nisher: Yeah bro, I am ready bro he's our bitch and he's gonna know that after tonight.(The pair high five as the cameras cut to Frankie Starlight himself, powerwalking to ringside with Tony and Geno striding behind him and talking him up, cracking wise back and forth as they refuse to move around other staff members, barging through and knocking clipboards out of hands and slapping away coffee cups. They stand guard behind the curtains and grin at Frankie.)Tony: See no worries Frankie. If that braindead fuckmook Fin tries to run down and save his dipwad brother we will in fact beat that ass. (The cameras then cut to ringside.)Frankie Starlight vs. The Twin-Nisher
Alpine: Starlight has the backup, leaving Twin in a sticky situation. Even if he does make it down to the ring it’s a two on three.
Rodz: Twin better hope he can get a knockout right off the bat and hop that barricade in an instant or else he’s getting a mob style mugging.
(Shortly after Lenne makes her way into the ring, ‘You’re The Best’ by Joe Esposito plays, getting the crowd rowdy and on their feet. Twin makes his way to the ring raising the roof, bringing the crowd to raise the roof as well. He slaps a few fan hands at ringside before stopping at a child in the front row and removing his bandanna. He smiles and places the bandanna on the kid’s head before sliding into the ring. As his theme finishes up he shows off his flashy array of kicks. The instrumental track for ‘Nice Work If You Can Get It’ by Frank Sinatra plays, but there’s no singing to go along with it. Out from the curtains steps Frankie Starlight, scowling at the pumped Twin in the ring. Frankie pulls a mic from his dress jacket pocket and screams out.)Frankie: Cut that shit off!!(The theme silences, letting the boos be heard as he mean mugs Twin.)Frankie: I ain’t in no fuckin’ mood to sing a diddy for you fucks. The only mood I’m in is the mood to beat the shit outta some wet brain foreign retaad! Twin, you’re fuckin’ dead!(Frankie drops the mic at the top of the ramp and makes his way down. As he does he removes his dress jacket and tosses it off to the side, not even caring about the ring girl fetching it. He removes his tie, toss it aside, then rolls up his sleeves. Twin is ready for him, waving him on. Frankie impatiently slides in and right away starts punching at Twin, bringing referee Malik Demitrious to ring for the bell. The much bigger Twin blocks the punches of Frankie, grabs him by the back of the head, then muay thai trips him to the mat! He waves for Frankie to get up, even giving him space to do so. Frankie gets up in a cussing fit and rushes at Twin. Twin aims for a punch but Frankie is able to grab his arm, irish whip him to the ropes, then dropkick him in the face right as he comes off the ropes! Twin loses his balance and topples to the outside, where Frankie scouts him. Once Twin stands Frankie comes leaping over the top rope with a no hands senton dive, crashing Twin into the barricade and forcing it to move back a few feet! There’s some cheers mixed in with the boos for Frankie as he smiles, picks up Twin, and throws him back into the ring. He then hops up onto the apron and scouts Twin, waiting for him to stand. Once he does Frankie springs off the top ropes for a springboard dropkick, but is caught with a super kick right in the shoulder as Twin steps aside! “OHHH!!”s from the crowd as Frankie drops to the mat, screaming and clutching at his bad shoulder. Twin sees this and doesn’t hesitate to capitalize with a series of boots to the affected shoulder. He then picks up Frankie, but Frankie is aware of where he is in the ring and drops down while pulling on Twin’s tights, sending him to the outside! Before Malik can hobble his way over to check on them, Frankie quickly slides out, drops his good arm between Twin’s legs, then tosses him back into the ring! Boos trail him as he then gives Twin a good stomping, enough that Malik has to warn him. Being that’s the case he goes over Twin, positions him to the nearest corner and climbs the top turnbuckle. He then flies off for a moonsault, nailing the double stomp to “OHHH!!!”s, then nailing another double stomp to “OHHH!!”s as he successfully completes the Starlight Express. With the air being knocked out of Twin, Frankie doesn’t hesitate to go for the pin.)
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3!!!WINNER: Frankie Starlight via PINFALL @ 4 minutes, 13 seconds.Alpine: Oh come on!Rodz: Frankie about to have some fun!(That’s what it seemed like it was going to be, Frankie having some ‘fun’ with Twin, looking to leave his footprints all over Twin’s body but before he could even assert ‘foot to ass’, Twin’s backup, Fin came bursting over the barricade wall. The crowd reaction lit up to seeing Fin slide into the ring to keep his brother from harm. Frankie, made his exit out of the ring, not wanting any of those issues as he shot a smile towards Fin.)Alpine: Seems Frankie isn’t about that life anymore now.Rodz: Well of course not, smart choice!(From the back, the other duo of ‘The Collective’, Tony and Geno come running down the ramp, sliding into the ring as they were looking to make work of Fin and Twin but they took off out of the ring and over the barricade. Tony and Geno looked to follow suit but thanks to Seth Black’s voice entering over the microphone, they paused from making any further movement.)Seth Black: You three are finished here so head on back!(The trio didn’t bother to hesitate as they took those strong, stern words from the GM, who made his way into the ring. They made their way slowly out of the ring and up the ramp as they gave Seth a slight look as they walked to the back. Seth pointed at both Twin and Fin, who were still on the other side of the barricade. He waved for them to come back into the ring. They happily did so while giving him a pair of high-fives.)Seth Black: I have something good for the both of you!(Seth smiled as he pointed at the entrance ramp...)Seth Black: May I introduce you two tooooo....Veronica VALIANT!!!(Her theme plays for a good minute but there’s absolutely no Veronica entering the fray. Seth looked on and watched for her but nothing happened. The PhoenixTron popped on and there was Veronica alongside her assistant in drag, Doug. The two shook their head as Veronica pointed into the screen, at Seth.)Veronica Valiant: No, I’m not coming out there. I’m not lowering myself to fighting a peasant like Fin-Nisher. I’m worthy of much more and much better. I’m worthy of fighting for the chance at the Rebirth Championship!(Seth laughs hard through the mic, hearing her say that. Shaking his head, he had other ideas for her to follow.)Seth Black: No. What you are going to do is come down to this ring right now or I will not hesitate in suspending you!(The fans cheered loudly to that as a terrified Doug freaks the heck out. Veronica grows angry as her face nearly turned red as she screamed angrily before glaring into the camera..)Veronica Valiant: FINE! FINE, SETH! OKAY? YOU GOT YOUR MATCH!!!(Her theme replays as she makes her way quickly to ringside, shaking her head feeling uneasy. She makes her way inside the ring, huffing loudly. She looks at Twin and orders him to leave the ring for the match. He never moved, only smiled as Seth lightly scratched his head.)Seth Black: Well since you took your fine time to come down here and well ... since Twin here is fresh, I figure I should make this a handicap match!(Even more of a pop from the crowd occurs as Veronica just lowers her head and shakes it, not down with that.)Veronica Valiant: THIS ISN’T FAIR!!!Seth Black: Oh, oh, you want fair? Okay, fine. Handicap Hardcore match! “Ding! Ding! Ding!” Ring the bell, ref!(Seth makes his exit from the ring, smiling as Veronica is losing it with that impromptu match being made up from what was originally a singles match. Twin and Fin are ready to go to work as Veronica just remains in her corner, processing her thoughts.)Alpine: WOW! Seth not playing any games tonight! Veronica just made her own bed and now is about to sleep in it!Rodz: Totally unfair move by Seth! Veronica has gone through every loop thrown her way and all she wanted was a fair shot at some gold yet here she gotta take part in a handicap match...wait, HARDCORE handicap match?Alpine: Hey, she should’ve came out to the ring when called upon. Maybe this all could’ve been avoided. Anywho, we now have one heck of a match in store thanks to our GM!Handicap Hardcore Match Veronica Valiant vs. The Fin and Twin Connection (The Fin-Nisher and Twin-Nisher) (As soon as Malik rings for the bell, Valiant hops to the outside and flips out her cellphone. Twin and Fin look to her like should they attack? Then they shrug as Valiant finally gets ahold of whomever it is she is trying to reach and just decide to beat her up anyways. Her conversation remains inaudible until we hear her scream “HURRY UP DOUG!!” before silencing her phone. She puts it in the inner pocket of her trench coat, removes it, then exits to the right side of the ramp, doing her best to avoid the two. They chase after her as she goes through the crowd, doing anything to escape as the two brothers can’t wait to get their hands on her. She makes it back to ringside, just as her awkward assistant in drag Doug makes his way down with a black leather Gucci bag. He sets it down at the bottom of the ramp, then makes his way to the back. However he stops to pick up Veronica’s expensive trench coat before he does so. Veronica sees the bag lying on the ground and smiles, running up to it. She starts rummaging through the bag, looking for anything to use. Just as Twin is about to grab her on the shoulder, Veronica no look tosses a mysterious powder out of the bag, hitting Twin in the eyes! He stumbles away as Fin looks on shocked. Before he can react she throws a handful of powder in his eyes too, knocking him to the ground in an eye rubbing frenzy! The crowd boos as Seth Black watches on from the commentator’s desk looking serious. She then rummages around in the back and pulls out a pair of spiked knuckles! She slips it on as the boos get louder, then goes to pick up the more dangerous of the two the Twin-Nisher. She picks him up by his long wet hair, grimacing as she does so. She then plants him in the chin with a sloppy, yet nonetheless effective uppercut! Blood drizzles from Twin’s chin as he lays on the outside in a kicking fit. By this time Fin is getting up to see his brother bleeding, and this enrages him. He screams and runs at Valiant for the Finnish Hammer, but she ducks and nails a sloppy hook on Fin’s chin! The spiked shot sends him stumbling to the apron, the only thing keeping him standing. Valiant grabs him and throws him in the ring, then brings him up to the top turnbuckle. She then punches him in the face with the spiked fist for good measure, causing him to nearly faint off the top turnbuckle. She holds him in place and adjust his legs so they face to the outside. She then climbs to the top rope and puts Fin a full nelson. The crowd stands to their feet as Veronica has something crazy planned. She then screams out and dives off the top rope with Fin to the outside, landing the Market Crash on Fin on top of his brother Twin!! Loud “HOLY SHIT!!” chants circulate the building as Valiant uses Fin’s now unconscious frame to break her fall. With both brothers stacked on top of each other, Valiant places a boot on the body mound and demands Malik count. He slides to the outside and does as he’s told.)
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Veronica Valiant: Well, well. I jumped through a hoop for you. Guess that means it’s time for you to return the favor, hmm? Seth Black: Oh yeah?(The sarcasm oozes from those words, matching his smirk.)Veronica Valiant: Yeah. Next week, give me a match with the PW Rebirth Champion.(The crowd erupts at the mention of Reed.)Seth Black: And-
Veronica Valiant: I wasn’t finished. I don’t expect the title to be on the line; I know how you roll. But know that should I beat Cassius Reed, I want MY rematch for the title.(Black shakes his head, laughing at her audacity as the crowd goes nuts.)Rodz: That’s a sellout for sure and Seth Black knows it - though I can't think this isn't going to get a certain other person's attention too.
Seth Black: Fine. You beat him next Redemption, you get your shot.(Valiant drops the mic as the view cuts backstage to show Chris Andrew and Faith already looking like they’re in mid-conversation.)Chris Andrew: ...but I kinda envy you just a little right now. Two back to back title shots? Pretty impressive. You know I’ll be cheering you on. You beat Anastasia tonight and next time it’ll be your face on the poster!
(Faith shrugs, brushing it off even though she looks a little embarrassed at the mention.)Faith: What you should be doing is getting ready for your match against Mason. Promise me you’ll come out of that with your head still attached to your shoulders?
Chris Andrew: Uhhh, yeah. I’ll try.(He laughs nervously as the feed cuts to commercials.)
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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Mar 19, 2017 4:42:12 GMT
(We open on the sight of glistening blue water, the sun’s reflection can be seen in the serene pool as we slowly zoom out, seeing a lounge chair occupied by a blonde woman who looks to be in her late twenties-early thirties, a white fluffy robe covering the majority of her figure, her eyes blocked by a rather fancy pair of red-tinted sunglasses. We hold on this image of her for a few moments before a man enters, wearing a black tux and setting down a glass of something beside her before she shoos him away, lowering her sunglasses to address the camera.)
Nessa Wall: Oh, hello there…
(She pauses, almost as if trying to remember the name of the company she’s addressing before drawing it out with a smirk.)
Nessa Wall: Phoenix Wrestling. So, Hawaii. That’s exciting, right? I’m sure some of you have never been to such an exotic locale. Me? It’s boring. Been there. Done that. I’d much rather relax by the pool at my favourite spa here in Toronto and avoid the sand and jetlag. But have no fear, peons, I’ll be there for Redemption 107.
(Once again she lets that silence grow, sipping at the straw of her tropical drink.)
Nessa Wall: That’s right. You’ll see me. Live or in your living room, large as life. You see, I’m far too good for some lousy little dark match, wasted on the jokers who bought tickets only. See, our fearless leader Slaine Rodrick knows better. He knows that it’s been far too long since the world has seen me and he doesn't want to wait any longer than he has to in order to get the extra eyes on his program. Let’s just say he knows how to treat a real star. I mean, let’s face it, I’m no Frankie Starlight or Finn Whelan, no Johnny-Come-Lately fresh from wrestling school. I’m Nessa Wall. One of the greatest wrestlers to ever grace the ring.
(She smirks.)
Nessa Wall: The perfect combination of grace, brains and beauty, but you’ll all come to know that soon enough when I make my much-anticipated debut! Until then, I’ll leave you with this:
(She presses her hand to her lips, kissing her palm before blowing it towards the camera.)
Nessa Wall: Kissy, kissy.
(Camera cuts backstage to a maniacal, enraged-looking Mason Daniels who’s covered in bandage. His eyes went wide, searching for something, someone. Traveling slowly with step by step, his face continued to run the course, facing a downward spiral as he grew pissed by the second. His hand holding that useful barbwire bat as he walked through the corridors of the arena, his eyes just going left to right, right to left.)Mason Daniels: WHERE ARE YOU ROWYN? I KNOW YOU HERE! COME OUT, COME OUT WHEREVER YOU ARE!!(Laughing sadistically as he said that he continued to see nothing but empty areas that only were littered with a couple faces. One being a familiar face in the loveable one, Toast. Toast took on the task of stepping in front and pausing Mason in his search for Rowyn. Toast held his hands up, looking to not be of any harm as he noticed that barbwired bat that was ready to slice into some skin.)Toast: Mason...Hey, I know you’re looking for Rowyn but I’ve been here for some time now and he hasn’t been sighted at a--(Before being able to finish, grabbed by the throat and shoved back with power into the wall, the noise scared off nearby stallers as Mason looked Toast in the eyes, that barbwire bat was right at the neck of Toast, not contacting skin but really threatening close. He had Toast pinned as Mason smirked.)Mason Daniels: You sure? You’re not lying to me ... ARE YOU?(Toast’s arms went up, his face speaking a million different things but after a couple deep breaths, he eyes Mason.)Toast: I really, really, realllly like you and I’d never tell a lie to a friend. Rowyn hasn’t been seen at all!(After a moment of glaring, Mason eased up off his grip, bringing the bat away from Toast’s neck as Mason nods his head.)Mason Daniels: Good!(He backs away and walks off, talking and mumbling to himself as Toast grabs touches his throat, checking to see if there was any sight of blood, lucky there was none. A huge sigh of relief came as Toast was terrified to all ends. Cameras had cut away, heading back to ringside.)Alpine: Mason Daniels is absolutely sickening! How dare you go around and threaten people with a barbwired bat? Poor Toast.Rodz: He probably shit himself during that session. Daniels is on a wrath to find Rowyn.Mason Daniels vs. Chris Andrew (‘Renegade Cavalcade’ by Ash plays over the PA, bringing the crowd to their feet for the rookie sensation Chris Andrew. He makes his way out to ringside pointing to the crowd, then slides into the ring and stretches. His theme comes to an end as he stretches, and is replaced with ‘This Is War’ by Ill Nino. Out through the curtains bursts Mason, snarling and holding a barbed wire wrapped bat. Some fans try taunting him at ringside and he swings the bat at them, to which they jump back in fear of being disfigured. Mason charges to the ring, but Malik Demitrious is standing over the ropes demanding that Mason Daniels leave the bat outside or else he’s disqualified. Mason screams and throws down the bat, then stomps his way into the ring.)Mason: RING THE FUCKING BELL!!!(Malik shrugs and does what he’s told, ringing for the bell. Chris goes for a lock up and that’s to his detriment as the bandaged up Mason boots him in the stomach, then yakuza kicks him in the face!! Boos for the bad sportsmanship as he picks up Chris by his tights and slings him shoulder first into the ring post! “OHHH!!”s from the crowd as Mason follows up the throw with a leaping cannonball, landing back first across Chris and dropping him to the mat!! Mason then picks up Chris by his hair, getting warned by Malik. Mason then picks up Chris and plants him with a michonoku driver, getting “OHHH!!”s from the crowd as Chris’s head spikes off the mat. Mason then goes over to the nearest turnbuckle and climbs it, looking a bit more winded than usual. He then dives off for a leg drop, only for Chris to move out of the way just in time! Mason lands ass first, grimacing as Chris rolls over to the ropes. He uses them to pick himself up, then run at the grounded Mason, nailing a low dropkick to the face! Mason drops for the shot and Chris goes for the cover.)1…
(Mason kicks out and Chris is quick to pick him up to his feet. He hooks him for a suplex, but Mason blocks with his leg. He attempts again, another leg block. Mason then shoves his way out, hits a chop, but then regrets doing so as Chris fires back with a monster chest chop!! “WOOOOS!!!” go throughout the audience as Mason screams in pain. His grizzly chest scar glowing red from the impact. Chris smiles, having found a weak spot and picks up Mason’s head. Another hard shot across the chest, this one breaking open the skin and causing thin trails of blood to leak from his stitched wound!! “WOOOOS!!” from the crowd as Mason is in so much pain he has to escape to the outside just to breathe. Chris is already eyeballing him on the outside, looking to fly as Mason comes to a cringing stand. Just as he does Chris runs and flies over the top rope with a diving corkscrew splash! However Mason still has enough left to superkick Chris in the gut on the way down, causing him to crash and burn. Mason drops to all fours as the crowd boos, and looks to an object just a few feet away...his beloved barbed wire bat. He picks it up, with Malik warning him right away not to use it. Mason smiles, and wags the bat, waiting for Chris to stand up. Just as he does, Mason comes running from behind and nails Chris in the back with the bat! The rookie drops to his knees and screams as Malik has no choice but to ring for the bell.)WINNER: Chris Andrew via DISQUALIFICATION @ 5 minutes, 14 seconds.(Breathing ragged, spit flecking his lips as he heaves, Mason Daniels coughs and spits phlegm to the side before he grabs a microphone and holds it to his lips.)Mason Daniels: I KNOW YOU’RE IN THE BUILDING ROWYN!(He takes another deep ragged breath, his face red and mottled.)Mason Daniels: I’m not going to stop until I find you! You are going to take everything I’m bringing you and there’s nothing you can do about it!(He drops the microphone, the tech guy on fire as he turns it off before the impact so feedback doesn’t deafen the fans. Mason snarls and heads to the back with his deadly bat. The cameras cut backstage to find Masaru Inoue, his eyes focusing on Olly as the owl flaps his wings but stays settled on a higher stack of equipment boxes than Masaru is currently seated on. He is wearing some bloodstained gear, but patiently sits as the woman with him puts clean bandages on him, dabbing and cleaning some of the remaining healing wounds with something that someone else might scream at, but he just makes a low tut tut tut sound as she hums a soothing melody. Once she is finished she hands him the top part of his gear, the glass is finally all out of it but it looks in need of a bit of repair, not that he bats an eyelash.)Aurora: There. All ready for a fresh splash.(Masaru grins slightly, his eyes going to Olly as he seems to bob his head agreeing with Aurora’s words.)Masaru Inoue: They were so quick, to offer themselves up. So fiesty! So fighty! I wonder if they know…(His voice trails off a second, then comes back.)Masaru Inoue: I wonder if they realized they’re baring their throats for us? Hmmm.(Aurora laughs softly and shakes her head.)Aurora: I doubt that they would care, if they knew. Brave ones, them. We will hit them high and low, and introduce their heads to the mat, and all those things while they try to batter our brains out. Try.(Masaru hops down and joins her, holding his arm out for her to escort her towards the back, Olly flying along after as Aurora’s laugh turns to a very familiar whistling, the song Twisted Nerve as the cameras cut to ringside.)Hell Is Waiting (Masaru Inoue and Aurora) vs. The Collective (Tony Tira and Geno 'Forklift' Forliti)
Alpine: Masaru and Aurora sure seem confident heading into this match. While the Collective are unproven, they don’t seem too scared of team Hell Is Waiting.
Rodz: They’re from the streets, they’re new to wrestling. Bad ass dudes but they need to learn that this isn’t the streets, this is a collection of some of the best wrestlers on the planet. You cannot judge any of our competitors by their appearance. Especially being we got some of the biggest weirdos around working for us. (Stepping out through the curtains first is Frankie Starlight, bad arm up in a sling as he looks out to the crowd with a live mic. The instrumental track for ‘Nice Work If You Can Get It’ by Frank Sinatra starts to play.)Starlight: Alright….now for this match, I will sing, just because I actually care enough to hate the bitch Aurora and her little mutt Masaru.
(Boos from the crowd as he goes into his rendition of the song, and out from the curtains step Tony and Geno, pounding their fists into their palms and looking pumped. They make their way to ringside threatening to slap fans, then step up the ring steps and make their way into the ring. Once on the inside Geno and Tony have a little chat about who should go first. Their theme ends and the eerie beginning to ‘Twisted Nerve’ hits the PA system as the lights dim. The fans are unfamiliar with the theme, but once they see a snow owl fly across the PhoenixTron they have a pretty good idea of who it is. Out through the curtains step Aurora and Masaru, bringing the crowd to give a loud mixed reaction. Perched on Masaru’s shoulder is Olly, who patiently surveys his surroundings as the two slowly make their way to ringside looking ready to kill. A purple spotlight follows them down to ringside where Aurora steps up the ring steps first. She slides through the ropes, and then Masaru makes his way up the steps. He places Olly gently on the top turnbuckle post, then talks with Aurora. However Geno and Tony don’t give them much time to think as the two thugs bum rush Aurora and Masaru while they’re huddled and start pounding, sending Olly flying! The lights go on and their theme ends as Malik rings for the bell and starts counting for the two teams to separate. After a four count Geno takes over as Tony heads over to his corner with a smirk. Aurora wants to strike back but steps to the outside of her corner as Geno grabs the bandaged Masaru and throws him hard into the opposite turnbuckles with a whiplash irish whip!! “OHHH!!!”s from the crowd as Masaru hits the pads and drops to the mat, looking hurt. Geno smiles and walks over to Masaru, waiting for him to stand. Just as he does the giant places a boot on his back, stands on him for a second, then walks over him as the crowd “OHHH!!!”s to Masaru squirming on the mat. Geno doesn’t give him much time to recover as he drops a big elbow drop on Masaru, then rolls him up for the pin!!)
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(And a kickout. Starlight pounds on the apron and screams “C’MON YA GIMP REF!!” as Geno lumbers his way over to the writhing Masaru. He then grabs Masaru by the neck, and deadlifts his body up into the air! Masaru’s legs dangle as Geno hoists him up eight feet, strangling him! Masaru is still in the fight however and is able to knee Geno not once, but twice from the position, loosening the hold! He then drops down and latches on, using the big man’s momentum against him with a facebreaker DDT!! “OOHHH!!”s from the crowd as Aurora reaches out to Masaru, waiting for that hot tag! Masaru crawls over, one hand digging into the mat as the other clutches his sore back. However Geno is starting to recover, and sees this. Geno stands and looks over at Masaru, stopping to shake the cobwebs out before pursuing him. He walks towards Masaru, which causes Aurora to panic and reach out even further. Masaru wiggles his fingers, so close to touching hers, and just as Geno reaches for his boot he springs forward for that burning hot tag! Cheers from the crowd as Aurora springs off the top rope and nails Geno with a springboard dropkick, sending the giant stumbling back to the ropes! Being he’s so close to his corner, Tony decides to tag himself in and wave on Aurora. He raises his fists and approaches her, swinging for some big shots. Aurora shows off her improved Iron King footwork as she Mayweather style dances around Tony, which in turn frustrates him. Tony then leaps in and grabs Aurora in a single tie clinch, but she makes him pay for it by leaping onto the rope behind her, swinging her body weight, then dropping him with a wrecking ball DDT!! A loud mixed reaction from the crowd as Starlight talks to Tony on the outside, trying to pep talk the fight back into him. Tony turns back to Aurora with an angry nod and puts his head down, chasing her to a corner with shots. She dances through most of them, but a classic 1-2 catches her, causing her to cover up in the corner! Tony storms in for the finish, but Aurora seems to have been playing possum as she holds onto the top rope and dropkicks him in the face, then follows up the kick with a bicycle kick to the face, knocking Tony to the mat! Starlight leaps up to the apron to distract referee Malik, leaving Geno an opportunity to enter. Geno comes from behind with a big boot, knocking Aurora to the mat to the boos of the audience! Meanwhile Masaru places himself on the top rope, and gets rid of the ref distraction by landing a flying knee on Starlight, knocking him off the apron to some “OHHH!!”s. Malik turns around to see Geno making his way back over to his corner, and Aurora crouched on the mat holding the back of her head. As hurt as she is, Aurora doesn’t hesitate to pick up Tony, hook him by the head, then plant him in the mat with the To Be Named!! She hooks the move into a roll up combination, bringing Malik down for the count as Geno slowly makes his way into the ring!)
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3!!!WINNERS: HELL IS WAITING via PINFALL @ 9 minutes, 25 seconds.(As they celebrate their match, out onto the stage and to the top of the ramp come their opponents for the PW Duos Championships, Faith and Chris Andrew! They simply stand there, applauding a moment before both of them point towards the ring, and then make the classic ‘belt’ motion at their waists. Aurora and Masaru look towards them both with resolve, and then the cameras cut away to what should be a commercial, but the setting despite the soft jingle music that opens it, is wholly unfamiliar. Sitting behind a desk and speaking with great sincerity with his hands folded is Richard Roque.)Richard Roque: Usually I would be here telling all you fine individuals about Roque Total Body Fitness, and telling you the benefits for your health and well-being in following my plan. But tonight, I wanted to take this brief moment of your times, and tell you all what is burdening my heart. I sincerely regret the events that led to what happened to Ron Swat at The Awakening, and I am deeply troubled by my part in this. No matter what sort of man he was, and the people he hurt, Ron Swat is a human being. A human being that may be paralyzed for life, all due to me. As bad a man as Swat is, even he doesn’t deserve that. So what I am going to do, to show my sincerity in this matter, is to help Ron financially and pay for his medical bills.(He bows his head, looking at his hands.)Richard Roque: I hope you can all pray for him and forgive him in this dire time, and remember a portion of every sale of my Roque Total Body Fitness package will go toward alleviating this poor soul’s pain. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart.
(The PhoenixTron comes to life with the image of Elena DeDraca, obviously doing a video call from her home. The feed is a little laggy, slightly grainy as she sighs, crossing her arms.)Elena DeDraca: I wish I had better news. Less frustrating news. I wish, really, that I could snap my fingers and be back in your midst right now. Sadly....(She shakes her head, irritation clear in her voice.)Elena DeDraca: Broken bones take time to heal. Time that I’ve been told I need to invest if I want to make a sound return. I should be back by April, a mere three to four weeks more, if my leg heals right. If I can manage to take it slowly. But then, when have I ever been known for being slow, for taking the quiet and easy road anywhere?(This time she laughs.)Elena DeDraca: Count your moments, Phoenix. I will be back soon enough and the moment I do, I will set the world on fire. You have my word on that.(Backstage the camera comes to focus on the dark and tumbling locks of the popular Rising Phoenix Champion, Anastasia! As it pulls back, revealed is the slender form of her, tightly coiled energy seems to pour off of her in waves as she looks at herself in the mirror, her heterochromatic gifted eyes of blue and sea green steady as she stares at her reflection. On her shoulder rests the gleaming gold and leather strap that represents her achievements and current place in the company, and her fingers splay over it and tap the nameplate as she speaks.)Anastasia: So, so, so very close.(Her eyes dart to a stack of cardboard boxes, some nearly empty, holding one-sheet glossy promotional shots of her wearing #BirdWorldOrder and #TooTweet shirts, all signed for the fans.)Anastasia: I had it in my grasp, I reached for it, I could see myself defeating her and moving on. To being the Rebirth Champion, to being the Iron Queen. It wasn’t to be, I soared high but fell in the downdraft… but. But, but, but…(She cracks a crooked but so sweet and sincere smile at herself.)Anastasia: Every bird falls, but then we soar again. That’s all flight is, and I’m the best flyer in Phoenix Wrestling… that’s why I’m the Bird. The Clockwork Songbird still spreads her wings and does the amazing. Tonight, I’m going to swoop and snatch up the victory against Faith… she’s strong, she’s bold, she’s angry sometimes? But she’s got heart. Lots of heart. Problem is, I need to show my fans, the people that believes in me always, not the fairweathers… I need to show them, I’m still determined and that I am the best Rising Phoenix Champion. Not just firsts. Best.(She nods at herself and then turns away to exit the room as the cameras cut to ringside.)
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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Mar 19, 2017 4:43:29 GMT
MAIN EVENT Rising Phoenix Championship Anastasia Starling(c) vs. Faith Alpine: Well there you have it, Anastasia is determined to etch her legacy into PW by holding onto the Rising Phoenix Championship for as long as she can.
Rodz: Good luck doing that. This title was meant to be defended every event, but Anastasia made it to the semi-finals of Iron King, throwing a wrench in those plans.
Alpine: Well surely you don’t expect her to defend her title and have an MMA fight in the same night?!
Rodz: If you’re a champion you should be up to the task, no matter how great.
Alpine: Whatever. Let’s head down to ringside where Lenne’s getting ready to scream for us.(The camera goes to the ring where the beaming blue eyed ginger smiles out to the buzzing humanity.)Hardt: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the Rising Phoenix Championship!!(The crowd cheers as the lights dim. ‘Monster’ by Stitched Up Heart plays, bringing out Faith to a good amount of cheers. A gold spotlight in the form of a spartan helmet trails her on the way to the ring.)Hardt: Making her way to the ring is the challenger! Weighing in at 135 pounds, she is the 2016 Boats N’ Throws winner….FAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIITTTTTTTHHHHHHH!!!!
Alpine: Faith looks a little preoccupied, possibly a little stressed. This is a big opportunity for her and I’d hate to see her not be mentally prepared.
Rodz: C’mon, you know Faith Freddy, she’s the most self deprecating athlete there is. She needs to hate herself in order to win, it’s part of the strategy.
(She steps up the ring steps, takes a deep breath, then swings through the ropes. She goes to her corner and props her boot up, stretching her left leg. She alternates to the right leg as her theme comes to a close, and is replaced by ‘Time(Yelhigh! Remix) by Satellite Empire. Huge pop for the champ as blue and silver sparklers go off at the entrance ramp. Flying out through the curtains with her ‘wings’ spread is Anastasia Starling, swirling around in the sparkles. She then races down to ringside and slides into the ring.)Hardt: Making her way to the ring is the champion! Weighing in at 117 pounds, she is the reigning, DEFENDING Rising Phoenix Champion…..’The Songbird’ ANASTASSSSSSSIIIIIIAAAAAAA STTTTTTTAAAAARRRRRRLLLLLIIIIINNNNNGGGG!!!
Alpine: The ball of energy Anastasia can’t wait to come down and start this match!
Rodz: She’s hungry and wants to prove her worth as the champ. Can’t blame her for that.(Anastasia pops up to her feet, causing Hardt to back up a little. Anastasia removes her championship from around her waist and hands it off to official Oz Oxford Jr., who holds it up to the hard camera side. As the beautiful Phoenix decorated gold belt is held to the camera, a graphic flies up showing that this is a title match. Oz hands off the belt to the timekeeper as Anastasia disrobes out of her jacket and top hat. Her theme comes to an end, and the lights go back on. Anastasia starts stretching, showing off her double jointed body as she contorts. Just as Oz is about to start the match, ‘Everybody Sells Coccaine’ by Motionless In White plays, getting some cheers from the audience. Out from the back steps Finn Whelan in jeans and a t-shirt, giving a short wave to the crowd before making his way to ringside.)Alpine: And there’s Finn Whelan. Was wondering when he was going to show up.
Rodz: Why would you have a song called ‘Everybody Sells Coccaine’ when you look like a coke tweeker? Red flag Slaine!(Finn arrives at the commentary desk and takes a seat next to Rodz as he puts on his headphones.)Rodz: What up my man Finn slap me some skin?
(Finn looks at Rodz, then his hand, then looks to the ring as his theme fades. Rodz drops his hand and looks down at the desk dejected while Oz rings for the bell.)DING DING DING!!!(Quick handshake from the women, then a tie up. The two jostle for position, with Anastasia trying to get in position for an armdrag but Faith keeps her body close, not allowing her the leverage. Faith then locks on a muay thai clinch and starts trying to get in some knees, but Anastasia is quick to snake out of the grip, wrap around the back, and tuck Faith down for a roll up! However it’s not even a one count as Faith kicks out immediately and greets Anastasia with a leg kick! “OHHHH!!!”s from the crowd as Anastasia winces and backs up, looking for an opening. Faith comes in close for a jab-jab-hook-teep kick combo, hitting the teep kick square in Anastasia’s chest and knocking her back to the corner! Faith rushes in for a flying knee but Anastasia is able to duck in time, sending Faith flying over the top rope! However Faith is still quite fresh and grabs onto the top rope and lands on the apron. She quickly springs off the top rope and rotates her body, hitting a springboard spinning wheel kick on Anastasia! “OHHH!!!”s from the crowd as Anastasia rolls over in pain, and Faith is quick on the offense. She comes in for a flying stomp, but Anastasia rolls out of the way. Faith is ready for her on the come up though with a leg kick to the left leg, stopping her momentum! Faith then irish whips Anastasia to the ropes, aims for a roundhouse kick on the return, Anastasia ducks, handsprings against the ropes, and comes back with a Pale Wing Passerine, nailing it on Faith and driving her to the outside! The crowd cheers as Faith grabs her jaw and looks up to the clapping Anastasia.)
Alpine: Faith was able to land a few kicks early on in the match, but Anastasia is taking what she’s giving and bringing it on!
Rodz: And she looks so damn happy doing it. Chick has to be a sadomasochist.
Whelan: Not sure if she’s that far gone but she seems to like pain. I’ll make sure to give her plenty of that.
Rodz: That’s what she said. HAHA!(Finn looks over and shakes his head as Faith slides back into the ring. The two get back into a circle again with Faith trying to close the distance with jabs. Anastasia is doing a good job of dancing around them, forcing Faith to try to trick Anastasia. Faith goes for a blatant axe kick, getting Ana to block. As soon as she does Faith drops down for a double leg high waist takedown, then converts to a low scoop and drop, putting Anastasia on the mat! Once there we see the wild limbs of Anastasia fly up and try to lock up Faith in a gogoplata. As soon as the shin slides across her throat Faith is struggling, not about to be choked out again. She forces her way out of the lock and comes down hard with some hammering fists, getting Anastasia to cover up! Three land before Anastasia is able to kick Faith off, landing a good upkick to the chin as she does so! Blood dribbles out of the mouth of Faith as she crouches on the mat on one knee, feeling her bell being run. Ana rolls up to her feet with a cut above her eye, looking a little more serious than usual. Even though she’s still fuzzy, Faith stands to Ana and the two round. Anastasia tries to engage with some flashy kicks of her own, but Faith is doing all she can to stay in the game and avoid all damage after that shot. Anastasia gets a little too fancy as she goes for the Spinning Bird Kick, only for Faith to stop that with a well timed kick to the damaged left leg, getting Anastasia to back up! Faith regains her confidence, pressing in as she tries to corner Anastasia. Ana tries to roll out of the corner but Faith lands a hard muay thai kick to the liver, bouncing her back to the center then coming in with a rushing uppercut! The shot lands to the “OHHH!!”s of the crowd as Ana clinches up with Faith.)Alpine: Faith may have had her bell rung but she is still very much in this fight.
Rodz: Anastasia needs to come up with an answer, and soon. If this goes ten minutes, there’s going to be a title change no matter what.
Whelan: With only three minutes left in the match, she doesn’t have much time left. Looks like I might be facing Faith next Redemption.
(Faith tries to wrangle out of the clinch to secure her own muay thai clinch, but is too late as Anastasia climbs the turnbuckles behind her, then springs off, converting the clinch into a tornado facebuster!!! “ANA-STA-SIA!!!” chants get going as Ana takes a moment to catch her breath. She then sees Faith getting to her feet and runs at her, aiming for the Our Lady Peace! Faith ducks the shot, swings for a roundhouse kick on the return, Ana ducks it, slings her to the ropes, then hits the Our Lady Peace! Faith stumbles on her feet, looking ready to fall to which Ana rushes in, leaps in the air, and lands a Big Top Blockbuster! Not missing a beat, she bounces off the ropes, repels off quickly, and lands a Sturnidae! The crowd is on their feet as she goes for the pin!!)
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WINNER, and STILL Rising Phoenix Champion: Anastasia Starling(c) via PINFALL @ 9 minutes, 16 seconds.Alpine: Incredible! Ana hits a triple hit combo on Faith to retain her championship!
Rodz: Now THAT is a fighting champion. I bet you’re scared, huh Fin?
Whelan: On the contrary, I love a good challenge. Can’t wait for next Redemption.(As Time (Yelhigh! Remix) by Satellite Empire plays to celebrate Anastasia's retention of her Rising Phoenix championship, Finn Whelan removes the headset he was using at commentary and goes up the steps into the ring as Ana watches him with an expression of mixed curiosity and wariness - wariness due to past experiences. Finn stares at her for a long moment and then moves to shake her hand with sincerity, then as he releases Ana gives him a firm nod and turns to the fans to make her #TooTweet gesture as they applaud the pair. Both of them leave the ring as a few techs and crew from the back run down to prep the ring for the upcoming celebration for Iron King 2017 Winner and new Rebirth Champion Cassius Reed!)(A trumpet fanfare blasts throughout the Blaisedell Arena, gaining the attention of Hawaiian fans, as simultaneously the lights begin to dim, not entirely to black.)ALPINE: What’s this?(A golden light emits from the entranceway, as over the PA system an epic orchestral arrangement of “You Suck” by Pour Habit begins to play, strings and trumpets blending together under deep, opera style voices singing the lyrics, the tempo greatly reduced from its standard version.
It’s not my fault your girlfriend likes me,
I do her hard like fucking warped speed,
Your dad's mad, it's not my fucking fault,
Because your mom wants to fucking fuck me! As these words echo, the music begins to build, as shadows form in the golden light. Stepping into the arena… Aries and Bianca Reed! The crowd seem a little confused by the presence of the Carnage and RISE contracted stars, until they part, being replaced by… Jasmine Reed of SCCW and Trevor Reed of DIVINE Pro! They too separate, for three giants of men to step through: Darius, Edward and Lucius Reed. The seven members of the Reed family stand at the top of the ramp, side by side, each impeccably dressed, staring out into an unsure crowd.)RODZ: Those, right there? Those are the Reeds. The brothers, sister, and cousins, of our very own Rebirth Champion Cassius Reed. I guess this must be the “special ceremony” that was advertised.
(After few moments have passed, and the music has continued to swell, they finally set off down to the ring, Lucius taking point, his siblings and cousins falling into step behind him. As they reach the bottom of the ramp, they take up something akin to an honor guard, as another fanfare kicks in over the top of the continuing theme… and with a burst of golden gerbs besides the entrance way, and a huge pop from the crowd, enters PW Rebirth Champion, and Iron King Tournament winner, Cassius Reed! The afroed wrestler is dressed in a golden suit, that shimmers under the light as he moves. He wears his championship title almost as a cummerbund about his waist, the suit jacket left to hang open to expose the belt’s glory to the world. On his arm is HKW star Melody Lennox, dressed in a stunning figure hugging gold sequined dress.)RODZ: WOW. Sure looks great to be King!
ALPINE: That hottie there is former Carnage World Champion Melody Lennox, Johnny. She and Cassius have been known to be an item for some time.
RODZ: Lucky guy.(After posing few moments posing in the entranceway, Cassius 1000 megawatt cocky grin balanced by the epicness of Melody’s resting bitch face, they set off down the aisle. As they walk between his family, Cassius and Melody smile and exchange pleasantries with them, only Bianca’s face notably souring as Melody passes her. Together they stop before Lucius… the priest is notably dressed different from his relatives, wearing his normal black shirt and clerical collar, a large plastic case in his hand. He nods at the pair, and they move on, climbing the ring steps together. As his relatives begin to surround the ring, Cassius sits on the middle rope, pushing up the top, allowing Melody easier access into the ring. Cassius follows her into the ring, with Lucius entering shortly behind them. In the ring, they stand a few moments, Cassius bathing in the grandeur of his elaborate re-recording of his theme tune, before it starts to fade… and he brings a microphone out from his suit jacket. Not any old microphone, no. This is a bedazzled monstrosity that would make Elton John blush, the gaudiness of it’s ostentatious only waylaid by the intensity of Cassius’ voice, as the music finally dies, and he speaks.)CASSIUS REED: You’re Welcome!(Smiles break on the faces of the assembled Reeds, as Cassius continues.)CASSIUS REED: You are all welcome because on this day, you have all been blessed!(A raised eyebrow from Lucius, but nothing else.)CASSIUS REED: Cassius told you all he did not want to be your champion! And yet here he stands, ready to be the champion you all so badly want,
(He looks about once more.)CASSIUS REED: Cassius told you he didn’t want to make your history… but here he stands: the first non-contracted wrestler to win the Iron King Tournament. HISTORIC.(Melody suppresses a giggle beside him.)
CASSIUS REED: All Cassius wanted was one simple thing… one little… tiny thing. LUCIUS! Rule 3, brotha!(Lucius nods as he steps up to Melody, holding the case up and opening it. The way the lid is positioned his the contents from the majority of the crowd… until Lucius steps back, and in Melody’s hand we can see a very simple, dull metal crown. An iron crown, perhaps. His grin spread further, Cassius kneels in front of his diminutive girlfriend. He looks up into her eyes, and as she looks back her face transitions, if even for a moment, to a genuine smile, as she positions the crown onto his head, negotiating his hair tactfully. She leans in and kisses his forehead after, the moment seemingly taking both of them by surprise, before she steps back, smiling.
Cassius positively explodes back to his feet, the soles of his shoes clearly leaving the mat for a moment. After touching his crown gently for a moment, he brings the microphone back up to his mouth.)CASSIUS REED: PHOENIX WRESTLING! CASSIUS REED IS YOUR KING! THIS WOMAN…(He gestures to Melody, with a wink.)CASSIUS REED: … IS HIS QUEEN. AND THESE FINE NIGGAS ARE HIS ROYAL FAMILY!(Cassius spreads his arms and slowly spins, indicating his assembled siblings and cousins on the outside. He stops a moment, looking up… the barest hint of a tear in his eye.)CASSIUS REED: CAN YOU SEE YOUR BOY NOW, MOMMA? EVERYONE CALLED US DIRT… NOW WE ROYALTY! NOW THE REEDS MEAN SOMETHING!(He looks out to the crowd once more, quickly clearing the corner of his eye with the back of his free hand.)CASSIUS REED: Now don’t none of you suckas fret… you’ll find Cassius to be a benign monarch… lest you earn his ire...and the wrath of his pimp hand…(Cassius passes the microphone to his right hand, so as to show off the back of his left to everyone there.)CASSIUS REED: Now what does Cassius’ uncontracted status mean for Phoenix Wrestling’s Rebirth title?(He gestures to his waist.)CASSIUS REED: Well, ain’t all yo lucky? King Cassius the Benevolent has decided that until the day, however distant it will be, one of the suckas that this place employs is able to prise this belt from my cold, dead hands, that Cassius will fight here in Phoenix! See, you funky funky people get the pleasure of King Cassius indefinitely! YOU’RE WELCOME!(A mixed response from the crowd.)CASSIUS REED: But let Cassius make this clear… Cassius went through HELL to win this title, even if it was a bonus prize for the main event. You want to take it from Cassius? You best come loaded for bear, suckas, because this ain’t no game. I am your Iron King… and all challengers will be treated like the traitors they are… and the court of King Cassius will not suffer treason. And the penalty for treason… is Death.(The mood suddenly shifts, all hints of humor draining from Cassius’ smile. From the wicked glint in Melody’s eyes, to the malice present in the auras of the assembled Reeds, there’s a palpable change in the room, as Cassius brings his microphone to his mouth one final time. When he speaks, his voice is quiet, level, and composed, with no attempt to hide the threat subtly contained within.)CASSIUS REED: Long live the King.(With that, he slips the microphone back into his suit jacket, before wrapping his arm around Melody, and posing for the crowd, who are still unsure of how to react to their new, self-proclaimed, monarch.)RODZ: Wow. Looks like the Iron King will be here for a while! And I for one welcome our new ruler.
ALPINE: Of course you do. At least this clears up some of the uncertainty surrounding the Rebirth Championship.
RODZ: … Do you think he’ll bring Melody with him every time? If I asked him real nice?(The sound of Frederick’s sigh speaks more than words ever could. As the ceremony comes to its end, the two announcers Alpine and Rodz are shown as it was deafening crowd cheering on their Iron King, Cassius Reed.)Alpine: What a way to close the show!Rodz: Damn right amazing. Cassius is the greatest! He’s done what no one thought he could do! Plan C is forever the better option than Plan A, ya dig?Alpine: I cannot disagree with that unfortunately. Tonight has been absolutely amazing. We are down to one last show before our next I pay per view event, Tempest.Rodz: The stars are aligning very well heading into that event!Alpine: Yes indeed! Well as always, I’m Fredrick Alpine and this is my Partner in Crime, Rodz. We bid you adieu from here in Honolulu, Hawaii!!Rodz: Wait a second...Getting word of something backstage.(Cameras quickly cut from ringside to the backstage parking lot area where Mason Daniels is seen, still with that bat in hand, looking completely out of it, outraged. He shakes his head as he makes his way towards his ride. Opening the back trunk, he tosses the bat in before shutting the trunk lid close with a look that he had given up his search for the night. His head lowered a bit as he made his way to his door to get in. Cameras continually followed, as you could hear the car start up. The engine purred, a cold, chilly start as the smoke emitted heavy from the exhaust pipes. A shot from inside the car was shown of Mason, his eyes glaring around one last time before slowly pulling off.)Mason Daniels: You might not be here tonight after all, but I will find you and when I do, it’s over, Rowyn! It’s OVER!(Talking to himself, he places the gear in “Drive” as he slowly pulled off and turned right to exit. The crowd, watching, you could hear them get loud as Mason had absolutely no clue what was behind him, rising up in the back seat. With quickness, the arms came around and began wrapped around the neck of Daniels, placing him in a chokehold. From out of the darkness, the light showed just enough of the face with that signature long locks of hair and paint on the face. Mason was losing control of the vehicle as his hands came off the steering wheel as the rent-a-car veered off to the left. The car picked up speed due to Mason trying to get out of the stranglehold, foot on the wrong pedal and with that...)SSKKUURRRRRTTTTTT ... BAMMMM!!!!!!!Alpine: OH MY GOD!(The shock of not only the lead announcer of Redemption was heard but the audience who were witnessing it on the tron. The front of the car was smashed like a tin can, right into what looked like a stone pillar. The horn blared loudly as smoke was emitting from the front. The airbags had deployed and first thought was hoping all were okay. The cameramen rushed with the shakiness of the camera as they closed up on the car. The rear driver door opened and what was a ‘limping’ Rowyn Starr emerged from the vehicle, seemingly unharmed. Rowyn’s snatched open the driver’s door as the camera got a good shot of Mason’s face plunged into the airbag, a few minor cuts were on his left arm from the impact shattering the glass it seemed. Rowyn wasted no time, pulling his lifeless body out of the car, dragging him just enough to where his whole body was on the cold asphalt.)Camera Man: Are you okay, Rowyn? Rowyn?(Rowyn didn’t respond. His attention was clearly only on one person, Mason Daniels. Mason’s face was bloodied from the impact as he had a deep cut on his forehead. Rowyn gave zero care to Mason as he placed his foot right on the throat of Daniels as he bent over close enough for Mason to hear him.)Rowyn Starr: Next Redemption ... your ass is MINE!!!!(Releasing the pressure of his foot off the throat of Daniels, he backed off as the cameramen called immediately for the EMTs. Rowyn walked on off as the feed comes to a fade showing the logo before that eventually fades out.) |
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