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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Jun 7, 2017 3:21:46 GMT
PW Presents...  Airing LIVE on Dailymotion June 20th @ 7pm PST Redemption 109
June 20th, 2017
Clayton's Beach Bar
South Padre Island, Texas ***ON AIR*** (The cameras start out in the parking lot of the Sapphire Hotel, moving quickly they zoom in close to the side of the building and then point up and zip all the way up to the roof! It’s a little dizzying but steady and then it pans back a little to find none other than one half of Hell is Waiting, Masaru Inoue! He is dressed in his tattered coat of many colors, his top hat however is pristine and perfect as it perches on his hair. His face is partially shadowed, his eyes standing out almost glowing as he lifts a hand to gently pat his owl Olly as it perches on his shoulder and stares at the camera.) Masaru Inoue: Mr. Funkenstein, Cassius Reed. One who believes he’s mightier than the sword. Above it all. He feels he can’t be touched. I’m here to let him know he very well can be touched. Cassius can speak with that great, brave bravado all he may but I’m going to “humble” him greatly in a way he will never forget.
(His words are an ominous echo of what he spoke earlier in the week, but his expression never changes, what can be seen of it that is.)
Masaru Inoue: Tonight is all about… messages. Cassius you should watch very, very closely as I destroy The Collective tonight, even without my Devil at my side. After he sees what I will do to them? Hopefully Cassius Reed will learn to take me quite seriously! If not…
(Masaru shrugs lightly, making Olly spread his wings to balance himself.)
Masaru Inoue: ...then I will show you the fate of dogs in this troubled world of ours. Yes, I will show you that.
(He steps back from the edge of the roof and disappears into the shadows as the camera goes back down the side of the building, through the doors, pans around the fans and stops. Ryan Graves is already in the ring and he paces, when the lights lower and You Suck by Pour Habit plays over the speakers! The South Padre Island crowd goes a bit wild over the appearance of Cassius Reed, who made quite a name for himself in Texas over the last year or so. He soaks in the glory for a moment and then starts a stalk down the ramp before he pauses and waves a hand, gesturing to cut his music! From seemingly nowhere a microphone appears in his hand and Cassius brings it up and starts to speak, but then puts a finger to his lips first.)
Cassius Reed: Before Cassius graces the ring with Cassius’ beyond human talents and lays a Royal Asswhipping on that sucka Ryan down there waiting for it, there’s a couple of things that Cassius wants to address. Because there’s one thing that Cassius will not stand for, and that’s some damn dirty disrespect!
(The fans react, again the Texans giving a cut more support to the 2017 Iron King than usual though he seems to barely register this.)
Cassius Reed: See, I’ve seen that Masaru Inoue yapping like a little dog. Bark, bark, bark. Talkin’ that Cassius doesn’t understand what he’s about. That Cassius can’t get what a threat he is, or that he’s some kind of violent ball of this and that. Like Cassius ain’t seen some shit in his life, or something. You all saw how Cassius beat the Devil himself, right in that ring during the Iron King! So Cassius wants to ask you a question since Cassius knows that you ain’t listening to the answers Cassius has given you. If Cassius can beat the Devil, and the Dark Lady, and look so fine whilst he’s at it? What makes you think Cassius can’t beat whatever it is you think you is?
(Cassius seemed to be finished as he starts to walk down the ramp but he pauses and says one more thing.)
Cassius Reed: In case you was wondering, Cassius knows you a fool, and Cassius knows how to deal with them, bet that ass.
(Cassius drops the microphone and showboats his way down to the ring while Ryan is yelling at him to hurry it up!)
NON-TITLECassius Reed(c) vs. Ryan GravesAlpine: There’s the bell and right out of the gate Ryan Graves, who calls himself The Tyrant of Pandemonium is looking to usurp the throne of the Iron King Cassius!
Rodz: Careful Alpine, that’s damn near TREASON! An unusually positive reaction from the fans tonight, they seem to appreciate the groove of Cassius Reed.
Alpine: The funk. I’m pretty sure he calls that the funk.
Rodz: Shut your mouth, Alpine and enjoy the fight!
(Ryan sizes up Cassius and sneers at him, clearly carrying over his thoughts and feelings from earlier, displayed on social media for all to see! He jaws at Reed, causing an incredulous look to cross Cassius’ features and then the fight is well and truly on! Ryan catches him with a spinebuster after he dodges a running clothesline but before he can try to pin Cassius hits him with a kip-up hurricanrana, someone in the crowd shouts WHAT THE FUNK? .as Cassius rolls up to his feet and showboats for the fans! Graves is up and incensed, feeling that Reed is mocking him and he swings a few huge haymakers towards him! Surprisingly this makes Cassius grin as he dances with some fancy footwork, dodging the punches!)
Alpine: Cassius showing off a bit of that boxing background of his, it’s definitely no joke.
Rodz: Oh! But I bet he wasn’t expecting that!
(Ryan gets the upper hand as Cassius shoots the ropes and on the rebound Graves catches him by the right arm and torques it, using Reed’s own momentum! He jerks him in close with the hold and then transitions it into a chickenwing then pulls Cassius over in a Millennium suplex! He covers but gets only a bare two count on the Iron King, feeling a little frustration Graves comes up off the mat and rips Reed to his feet, and chokeslams him! The fans boo, the majority of these Texans at least in his corner and Ryan goes for an arrogant cover, failing to hook the leg as he’s sure he’s worn Cassius down. This nets him a strong kickout at two, and he argues with the referee, holding up three fingers, but no, he’s shown two. He gets up and rolls his eyes at the referee and pulls Reed up again, Cassius seems more than wobbly on his feet as Graves is forced to hold him up but this proves to be a sly tactic as Graves goes to lift him up Reed comes alive and knees him in the gut, shoves free suddenly on very steady legs and he hauls back with his left hand for a punch that seems to come from the future it strikes so hard!)
Alpine: See, normally against a striker like Cassius, taking out the right arm would be like taking bullets out of a gun, but...
Rodz: But our goddamn Iron King is a SOUTHPAW ha ha ha ha!
(Ryan reels back from the massive left-handed jab but it was that body blow that followed that drives the air out of him as he hunches over and cradles his ribs! After he shakes out his right arm and grins with sass at Ryan, Cassius advances towards him and in desperation Graves drives forward, buries his shoulder in Reed’s gut and shoves him back first into the near turnbuckles! He backs up for a body avalanche but this proves a mistake as Cassius is quick to do a flashy splits and drives a fist into his extremely low abdomen, completing the Johnny Cage! Ryan drops backwards towards the center of the ring and Cassius moves to cover, Graves trying a throat thrust to back him off and while this causes him to cough for air it hardly stops Reed who wraps up Graves’ arm and turns with it, going up on his toes as he applies a beautiful bridging arm triangle choke! Ryan does his best to get free but he’s too far from the ropes and smartly taps.)
Alpine: I’ve never seen him use that before? Is that…?
Rodz: Well I’m going to go ahead and call that effective!
WINNER: CASSIUS REED via SUBMISSION @ 8 minutes, 22 seconds.
(You Suck plays again over the speakers managing to boom clear in the beachy environs, the fans cheering it up as Cassius releases the hold to celebrate his win. Cassius gets his hand raised as he put away the up and comer, Ryan Graves. There wasn’t much of a break to even breathe as Masaru made his presence known with a Scythe in hand. Cassius eyes ‘popping out’ a bit to that sight, he backed over to the ropes, yelling to one of the fans in the audience to toss him a chair! With quickness, Cassius was granted his chair as Masaru made his way into the ring. Cassius threw up the chair, blocking any attempt made by Maz with that weapon.)
Alpine: Who allowed this psycho to pass through with a DAMN Scythe?
Rodz: Maybe they figured he would be doing some ‘landscaping’. Who the hell knows but he ain’t striking the Iron King with it. Too swift, too quick, too damn good to be touched. Look at the great defense he’s putting up, not a scar!
(The standoff between the two lasted quite a bit. Maz tried striking but no contact to Cassius was made. Cassius escaped out of the ring when he had the chance but Maz was right there on his tail. The Chair/Scythe battle lingered on, spilling out amongst the folks sitting on the beach and seaside as they all motioned out of the way of the two men. Masaru swung that Scythe once again at a different angle to try and get Cassius but like a top-ranked Fencer, Cassius protected himself. He dropped the chair that was heavily scarred from the strikes. Maz tilted his head as Cassius signaled for him to bring it!)
Cassius Reed: BRING IT ON, SUCKA!
Masaru Inoue: Fine, it will be YOUR funeral!
(Maz after saying those words, he rose his Scythe, ready to swing and deliver a fatal blow but Cassius quickly ran up and grabbed at the Scythe, as it became a strength vs strength battle. Right by the water, the two engaged, Cassius keeping the Scythe from coming down any further and Maz trying to keep the pressure on.)
Alpine: This psycho with this damn Scythe ... He’s going to kill somebody!
Rodz: Cassius looks to be having a slight struggle here. They are getting a little deep in that water man!
(Cassius in the end kicked him in the gut, forcing him to double over slightly. Yanking the weapon out of his hand, Cassius tossed the Scythe far to the side as he asked him what the hell was he going to do now without a weapon. His question was answered quickly as it came via a quick sideways sweep of Maz’s leg, tripping the Iron King into the water face-first. They were further along in the water than previous. Maz grabbed a handful of Cassius’s hair and proceeded to try and drown him.)
Alpine: OH MY GOD!
(Gasps were heard from the nearby audience beachside as they looked on in horror. You could see the bubbles surface, giving signs of struggle to breathe. Thankfully Security was in the nick of time, prying Maz off of Cassius with success. Helping Cassius out, he came up from under the water, gasping for air, eyes wide. A couple of the Security guards hauled off Masaru as the others along with the road agents checked on Cassius as he was recovering. Things took a drastic change as the cameras left beachside to somewhere a bit more darker. A hard, pounding punch was seen, firing right into a brick wall. Another punch fired off, connecting again to the same brick wall. Cameras panned out to see that it was [REDACTED] as the one firing off the precise punches into the brick wall, loosening mortar with each shot. He then fired off a combo of punches that created a crack in one of the bricks he punched. Out of the corner appeared his representative, Brandon Garcia as he pointed towards his client.)
Brandon Garcia: You may be a former proud kickboxer, Twin, but let me tell you what you aren’t. You’re not a Mauler, Twin. Your decisions made leads to your existence ending tonight. Unlike my client, you are not a Monster.
(Brandon glanced over at [REDACTED] whose focus was still on those bricks, trying to punch a hole through. Garcia smirked to the camera.)
Brandon Garcia: And you’re definitely not ... [REDACTED]!
(Cutting to black at that point, things head back to ringside as the fans were awaiting the next match. After that disastrous display from [REDACTED], we go to a dark screen. A lone trumpet is introduced, playing a triumphant, yet sad tune. A short black and white clip flashes, showing a man’s arm in a sling, then it flickers out. It then transfers to a black and white clip of a man doing pull ups with his back to the camera, definitely favoring his taped up shoulder. That scene flickers out, and we go back to the darkness. Just then the song kicks into full gear, as some fans at home can figure this is ‘Maybe I’m A Lion’ by Songe. The black and white clips turn to color, showing a montage of Leonicio De Soto bouncing around the ring like a pinball. The scene closes out with Leonicio raising both arms to the crowd and screaming, with the type ‘NEXT REDEMPTION’ underneath. Cut back to the announce booth.)
Alpine: Well it looks like we may be seeing Leonicio De Soto on our screens again real soon. He’s been out with a torn rotator cuff, but from what I hear he’s been healing nicely.
Rodz: He looked impressive in the short time I saw him here. I’ve had a torn rotator cuff before. Just forgetting about masterbating with your good hand if that happens to you. Better get used to the other hand.
Alpine: TMI Johnny. But yes I agree, he did look impressive and I’m glad to see him back. Speaking of impressive, up next we have Brandon Garcia’s monster [REDACTED] squaring off against the durable veteran The Twin-Nisher. How long do you think Twin can last Johnny?
Rodz: Twelve seconds.
Alpine: No, not on a mechanical bull Johnny. In the ring.
Rodz: Twelve seconds.
[REDACTED] vs. The Twin-Nisher (Twin is already in the ring, his music ‘You’re The Best’ by Joe Esposito dying down as he throws an impressive combo amongst the blowing sea breeze. His music is replaced by ‘To Carry The Seeds Of Death Within Me’ by the Body plays, weirding out the beach crowd a little bit. Brandon Garcia bursts through the curtains, screaming at the audience ‘PREPARE FOR A LIVE EXECUTION!!” He then laughs and points to the curtains, leading the monster [REDACTED] to burst through and power walk his way to the ring. Brandon hypes up his man as runs down and slides into the ring, immediately popping to his feet and showing off his speed and agility for his size. Twin looks unfazed, even begging [REDACTED] to bring his best. The bell rings and Twin comes flying across the ring with a really crappy rendition of Liu Kang’s bicycle kick. [REDACTED] simply sidesteps and clips him in the ear with an open palm. Twin crashes to the mat, but pops back up and raises his fists to [REDACTED]. Twin screams and races across the ring with a flying forearm. With stunning accuracy [REDACTED] ducks the blow perfectly and slips under for a big Bolo bomb on Twin that folds him over on the canvas!! “OHHHS!!!” from the crowd as [REDACTED] walks behind him, watching him trying to stand.)
Alpine: Twin-Nisher does not fear [REDACTED], and might I say that is very admirable. Most people would defecate their drawers at the thought of facing that man.
Rodz: What you call admirable I call evidence of brain damage from years of substance abuse and countless concussions.
(Just as Twin pushes up to his feet, [REDACTED] hooks the back of his legs, then swings backward for a Kama Ode! Twin crashes hard again on the canvas, folding over as the fans “OHHH!!” at Twin being dismantled. Garcia shouts words of encouragement at [REDACTED] as he picks up Twin off the ground, wriggling him into a gorilla press. He looks to the outside, hoping to throw Twin over the top rope. However he waits too long, and Twin starts fighting back with back elbows to the face, getting him to drop Twin. Twin lands on his feet, then right away goes for a super kick, which connects and sends [REDACTED] flying over the top rope!! A loud “TWIN TWIN TWIN!!!” chant gets going as he hunches down and waves to the crowd. As soon as [REDACTED] stands on the outside, Twin screams and races to the ropes. With a big leap he dives through the middle ropes for a suicide forearm, but [REDACTED] catches him on his shoulders, then drops him head first on the outer mat with the Matkal Massacre!! A mixture of boos and “HOLY SHIT!!” chants fill the air as Twin lays on the outer mat twitching and looking on the verge of unconsciousness. [REDACTED] yanks up his limp body and tosses him into the ring, with Brandon shouting at him to end this.)
Alpine: That was a nice superkick from Twin, but it wasn’t enough to derail this death machine. Twin might be seeing his night come to an end.
Rodz: How a man can get dropped on his head that many times and still function is remarkable. The brains of Fin and Twin need to be donated to science when they die.
([REDACTED] slides in the ring and walks to the opposite corner, waiting for Twin to stand. It takes a good twelve seconds, but he eventually makes it to his feet. Only to met with a big running Pink Mist, sending him flipping up and over!!! “HOLY SHIT!!!” chants from the crowd as [REDACTED] calmly drops down and presses on Twin for the three count.)
1….
2….
3!!!
WINNER: [REDACTED] via PINFALL @ 4 minutes, 02 seconds. (The bell rings and [REDACTED] seem far from done with the beaten Twin-Nisher as he grabs him by the throat, yanking him up with his feet about 3 inches from off the canvas. Twin kicked and kicked, trying to break free but was getting squeezed like an Orange. Cheers raise as Fin rushes from the back with a steel chair.)
Alpine: Fin coming with the Equalizer!
Rodz: Bet you a 100 bucks he gets his face crushed with that chair!
Alpine: I’m not a betting man.
Rodz: Cheap!
(Fin slides in and wallops the chair right to the back of [REDACTED] but it was as if not even hurting him at all. Finn smashed the chair, bending it across the back but the same result. The only difference was that his brother Twin got released from the tight grasp around the neck to which the interference from Fin allowed Twin to escape. Fin quickly dropped the chair and escaped alongside his brother as the two quickly made their way around the ring. [REDACTED] hover over the ropes, looking at the two. Things transitioned from ringside to a wide smile from Frankie Starlight that filled the screen as he was alongside his boys, Geno and Tony at a local bar.)
Frankie Starlight: Statements will be made tonight, my boys. We...We gonna get what we rightfully deserve. No goddamn one will st-stop us, you hear me!
(Frankie, as can see from his facial and the light stutter and slurring of his voice, he was turned up. He was a few drinks in. His boys nodded in agreement about them getting what they rightfully deserved.)
Frankie Starlight: We, the Collective should be FEARED here in Phoenix Wrestling! They don’t know what awakening they are in for, Tony. They don’t know!
(Tony tapped Frankie on the shoulder.)
Tony Tira: It comes in time, Frankie. People learn through actions. Tonight Frankie, these dumb fucks are gonna learn that nobody does violence like WE do!
(The scene fades from the trio at the bar to a flat stone street. A full moon shines down from above, casting it’s pale blue glow down on the rain slicked walkway. A saxophone plays lightly in the background, casting a moody tune as the we hear the sound of footsteps as well. Sounding far away but working their way toward the overhead visual of this street. The visual swings to a knee high camera view of a pair of legs in black high heels approaching. She walks calmly and confidently, causing small splashes of water with each step. She continues her gait until she steps in a puddle. The camera swings to the reflection on the puddle, which steadily ripples down to a flat plain. Once it settles we see the reflection of a business street number overhead. ‘110’. The camera focuses on that image for five seconds before cutting away to another inspirational message from Richard Roque.)
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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Jun 7, 2017 3:25:56 GMT
(A featured video is shown, that of PW Star, Frisky D. A scene of her shown walking her way to and through the entrance in a slow-motion process as you could hear the famous Lenne Hardt passionately announce her name. It forwarded to action shots of her in-ring against her competitors. A voiceover was inserted along the near-end of the video..) “Be sure to tune in to Redemption 110 when Frisky D will make her return to announce a very special challenge for Under The Colliseum Lights 6! You do not want to miss it!” (A picture banner pops up in place featuring her face with the Caesar’s Palace shining bright in the backdrop.) (After close to a minute, the video fades and things go back live as Masaru, who’s absolutely soaking wet from his ‘splash’ with the Iron King, Cassius Reed earlier. Olly perched on his right shoulder, as his wet boots marked each step he took along the flight of steps that led to the door at the top. Making his way through the door, he saw the look on Seth’s face as he immediately began shaking his head, staring back at Masaru.) Seth Black: Masaru...Maz, you are truly something else, you know that? Look, I haven’t forgotten our long-standing friendship but man, you can’t be going and trying to drown people. That’s our top champ and you damn near killed him if it wasn’t for the security! (Masaru slowly nodded with a sigh.) Masaru Inoue: Fine! I will try not to drown any more talent. Is that all? (Seth nodded, throwing his hands up.) Seth Black: That’s all, man! Go and get ready for your match! (Masaru turned and pivoted around to exit when Veronica Valiant entered the fray, somewhat slightly off balance as she glares at Masaru and the Owl on his shoulder. She sneered at him but not to be outdone, Masaru in turn let off a low growling noise as he walked past her and out of the room. Veronica’s sneer shot across to Seth as she was far from pleased.) Seth Black: What can I help you with, Veronica? Veronica Valiant: You can help me by owing me an apology for putting me in that match last week, Seth! That’s what you can help me with! (Seth sat up in his chair, unfolding his arms as he smirked at her response.) Seth Black: Oh, is that right? Me, owe you apology for putting you in that match? No. I feel I’m owed that apology for the fact you walked out of that match. Veronica Valiant: But I-- (Before she could even get another word off, Finn Whelan bursted through door, finding himself on a slip-n-slide as Seth’s desk caught him. Finn shaking his head at Seth as he pointed to the steps and railings.) Finn Whelan: Coming up and down those steps needs to be fixed before someone gets hurt badly. The steps are slippery and the rails are greasy, see? (Finn showed off his hands to Seth as Veronica rolled her eyes towards him. He paid her no attention at all this point as his focus was on Seth.) Finn Whelan: I’m sorry for the inconvenience but Seth, I’ve been patiently waiting for that long-awaited rematch for the Rising Phoenix Championship. Veronica Valiant: Um, excuse me? You interrupted me! (Finn glanced over at Veronica, who’s eyes were fixed on him now.) Finn Whelan: Oh, did I now? My bad, Veronica! So yeah, where was I...Oh yeah, that rematch! (Seth got up out of his chair as he looked at both of them.) Seth Black: ENOUGH! I’ve heard enough from BOTH of you. Veronica, you are dismissed. Go home! Finn, I suggest you go get ready for your match. Leave! (Pointing to the door, the two walked off, led by Veronica as they carefully made their way down the slippery steps. Seth flopped back into his chair, rubbing his head as things went back to ringside.) Alpine: Try as hard as she might, Valiant is not going to force her will upon Seth Black.
Rodz: She can force her will upon me any day of the week.
Alpine: Disgusting. Valiant is sure to have something on her mind next Redemption. Seth Black better have extra security for that show.
Rodz: For that and many other reasons. This going home show is set to be bonkers.
Alpine: Indeed. Up next two of the top young superstars in PW collide as Finn Whelan is set to make his return against the Collective’s most dapper goon, Frankie Starlight. Finn is coming back from an injury sustained at the hands of Mason Daniels, but is said to be 100 percent. How do you see this going Johnny?
Rodz: Frankie isn’t exactly going in there one hundred percent. Every time I see that guy take off his jacket I see the thick braces on his shoulders. The guy is a wrestling cripple, but a damn good wrestling cripple. It’s going to be a fight, that’s for damn sure.Finn Whelan vs. Frankie Starlight (All is calm among the beach goers until they hear ‘Nice Work If You Can Get It’ by Frank Sinatra play. Boos start raining down from the crowd as Frankie pops out of the curtains, singing his theme to the live crowd. He is met with plastic cups and trash, leading him to interrupt his song and say “FUCK YOU FUCKS!!” He then slides into the ring, rips off his jacket, and screams to the sound guy to shut his music off. He obliges, and Frankie’s theme is silenced and is replaced with ‘Everybody Sells Cocaine’ by Motionless In White. The crowd gives a nice pop for the Seattle Saint as Finn Whelan blows through the curtains and screams at the crowd. A “FINN!!” chant gets started, leading him to pump his fist on the way to ringside. He goes to high five a few fans, but Frankie is having none of that as he leaps onto the top rope, then dives off with a super senton bomb onto Finn, flattening him to the outer mat! Malik Demitrious starts the countdown as Frankie grabs a hold of Finn’s pants and picks him up. He then run tosses him into the ring and slides in, causing the official start of this match. Frankie starts pelting down boots onto Finn, causing him to roll away from the shots and up to a safe crouch. Frankie comes in with a low kick to the chest and pays the price for it as Finn forearm strikes him in the throat, scoops him into a headlock, then picks him up for a suplex. He then converts the suplex into a brainbuster, causing the crowd to “OHHH!!!” and Frankie to roll to the outside grabbing his neck.) Alpine: Looks like the fans don’t appreciate Sinatra, or Frankie that much.
Rodz: Well if they didn’t appreciate him coming in, they’ll appreciate him walking out. This kid is a testicle spectacle.
Alpine: A wha?
Rodz: A ballsy lil’ sumbitch. (Finn steps out onto the apron and waits for Frankie to turn around. As soon as he does he floors him with an apron dropkick, getting the fans to rally on Finn at ringside. He picks up Frankie and slings him shoulder first into the ring post, getting “OHHHH!!!”s from the crowd and getting Frankie to holler in pain. He rolls around on the mat in agony as Finn rolls in and contemplates how he’s going to exploit this injury. First he starts it off with a modified curb stomp, smashing his boot into Frankie’s shoulder and driving it to the mat! Frankie screams in pain and rolls back out on the outside, not wanting any of that. He winces and limps his way over to his black dress jacket, digging in the outer pocket for something. Just as Finn goes to pull him up, Frankie pulls his head down right into a brass knuckles uppercut to the forehead! Malik comes over to investigate just as Frankie stuffs the brass knuckles back into his jacket. The crowd are booing their heads off, with some in the front row screaming at the ref that he hit him with brass knuckles. Meanwhile Finn lays there on the outer mat, blood pouring from his forehead as Frankie limply rolls in. He makes his way to his feet sloppily using the ropes, and demands that Malik counts out Finn. Malik is hesitant, but obliges and starts counting down Finn. Just as the crowd reaches a count of “8!!” Finn rolls into the ring, leading Frankie to go spastic with the boots. He rains down with kicks, only stopping to tug at his hair in frustration of not getting a count out win.)
Alpine: Frankie cracked Finn open big time with that brass knuckle shot! How couldn’t Malik see that obvious shot?
Rodz: No evidence no crime. Frankie knows how to break the law in whatever environment he’s in and get away with it. Mad skills Alpo.
Alpine: I wouldn’t call that a skill, I’d call it the coward’s way out.
Rodz: So which funeral home do you want me to make arrangements for you with after I tell Frankie that? (Frankie rolls over Finn and crouches over him, nailing punch after punch to the cut. His left fist is covered in blood, which is turn is splashing blood all over his white shirt. Frankie yanks up Finn by his Ramones shirt, ripping it off his body in the process. Frankie screams “GET TO YA FEET YA SKINNY FUCK!!” before running to the ropes, rappelling off, and coming back. He goes for a shotgun dropkick, only for Finn to woozily side step the shot, leaving Frankie with nothing but mat. He springs up to his feet in a fury and starts throwing shots at Finn, causing him to duck. With good timing Finn drops Frankie with a double leg takedown, then immediately moves into guard. Right away Finn works for The Underdog, causing Frankie to scream bloody murder. Immediately he starts rolling his body to the ropes. Miraculously he’s able to get a leg on the bottom rope, causing Finn to break the count at two. Finn however punches him in the face thrice, then drags him back to the middle of the ring. The pissed off Finn dives down and hooks him once again in The Underdog. With nowhere to go, Frankie struggles in the ring and hangs on for dear life. The longest ten seconds of his life ends as he finally has to submit to the wrenching pain of Finn’s tight kimura destroying his arm.) WINNER: Finn Whelan via SUBMISSION @ 8 minutes, 13 seconds.(Starlight gets a roving gleam in his eyes and starts attacking Finn in the ring! Fists are flying as Frankie backs Finn to the ropes, Finn still gets his shots in but it’s clear Frankie is close to losing his decorum big time! Before things can get to popping though, Faith runs down the ramp and slides into the ring! She charges Frankie looking for a measure of revenge for what happened to her tag partner Chris Andrews, and as Starlight turns she strikes him dead on with a wicked flying knee! The fans erupt into cheering as Frankie staggers and seen clearly knocked from his mouth is one perfectly white tooth! Security comes boiling out of the back and they drag a cursing and bloody Starlight away from the ring! Faith stands in the center of the ring waiting for Masaru to arrive as she tucks the souvenir of her vendetta in her gear for safe keeping as Finn gives her a bit of a nod and leaves the area. Masaru’s music plays and he makes his way down, Olly flying ahead of him and there are drops of water dripping from his coat from his earlier attack on Cassius Reed! Masaru rolls into the ring as Olly takes up his perch, removing his jacket as they get ready for the match. Now down the ramp come The Collective to the dulcet tones of Frank Sinatra, Tony and Geno looking heated as they march to the ringside area! Tony grabs a microphone out of the startled ring announcer’s hands and holds it up to his lips.) Tony Tira: This is some straight bullshit! We’re gonna get in that ring and hurt both you fucks, because we’re pissed! We’re pissed off that we gotta fight a mish mash of two fuckin’ teams who we’ve already beat the crap out of! (In the ring Faith visibly rolls her eyes as Masaru gives Tony the finger before he crosses his arms and taps his foot.) Tony Tira: Man fuck outta here with that ladyboy! Geno Forliti: And Faith HAR HAR HAR! Tony Tira: Good one man. But yanno, now this is for the best! After what Faith just did to Frankie we got all the motivation we need to fuck both you guys up. After tonight though, when this fun is the fuck out the way, we want the real challenge, Masaru and Aurora. (Masaru unfolds his arms and moves to the ropes, leaning out to yell at the pair of them.) Masaru Inoue: EARN IT. (Tony nods and winks at Geno before grinning at Maz.) Tony Tira: Oh believe me we will.
Faith and Masaru Inoue(c) vs. The Collective(Tony Tira and Geno Fortliti) (Tony and Geno discuss with each other for a couple of seconds before Geno pulls on the middle rope and pulls himself up to the apron. He then steps over the top rope and enters the ring, flexing his chest to Masaru and Faith. Masaru looks ready to jump in the ring but Faith puts a hand out, then steps into the ring before Maz can. The bell rings as Faith holds up her hands to fight, staring up at the giant Geno. He smiles and holds out his huge hands, just waiting to get a hold of her. She inches forward, not trying to get too close to the big man. Once comfortably on the outside she smacks him with a leg kick, not even phasing Geno. She goes for another, Geno not only walking through them, but chuckling as he does so. Faith then takes a deep breath and runs at Geno, baseball sliding under his legs just as he goes to grab her. She then leaps on top of his bent over back, leaps off, and connects with a facebuster as Geno is standing! Cheers from the crowd as Geno shakes off the blow and gets back to his feet, that smile diminishing. He rounds with Faith as she figures out her next plan of attack. Just as he’s starting to corner her, Faith runs and springs off the top rope, coming back with a springboard spinning back kick! The shot staggers Geno, leading Faith to run at Geno and shotgun knock him to the chest! The shot sends Geno staggering back to a lone corner, and Faith doesn’t hesitate to capitalize by running in for a flying knee! However Geno still has his wits about him and dodges the shot, grabs Faith by her neck, then chokeslams her into the mat! Faith rolls around in pain as a sore Geno makes his way over to an eager Tony and tags him in as the audience boos.)
Alpine: Faith somehow found a way to get the giant Geno off his feet. Keeping him there however is a completely different story.
Rodz: While it’s true that the bigger they are, the harder they fall, they forget to tell about how ridiculously hard it is to make said guy fall.
(Tony looks so happy to be in the ring as he rubs his hands together, anxious to get his hands on Faith. Faith picks herself up to her feet, smiling back at Tony. She immediately gets into a fighting stance and the crowd cheers as the two round each other. Faith with a side kick to the liver. Blocked by Tony followed by quick left-right jabs. Faith backs out, creating distance. Tony tries to pressure in the circle with Faith, talking smack to her as the two round. She returns it and the two get into a greco roman lock up. Tony tries to force a single tie clinch immediately but Faith fights back, showing strength for her size as she tries to muscle him into a muay thai clinch of her own. Even as she tries to tuck her hands over the back of Tony’s head, he’s preparing a bomb of an uppercut. Just as he goes to deliver it, Faith trips him down to the mat to the cheers of the crowd and starts to work in his guard. She tries to posture up but Tony keeps her close to him, holding her down as he thinks of what to do. As he holds her he backscoots to the bottom rope, and eventually is in grabbing distance. A firm hand grabs the bottom rope, leading referee Oz Oxford Jr. counting up until four. Oz gives Faith a stern look as she releases, leading her to smile and go for a stomp on Tony, causing him to roll to the outside. He looks up at Faith wide eyed as she mockingly flexes at him then flips him off. He says “you bitch” then slides into the ring, right as Faith tags in her partner, Masaru! He takes a rushing Tony off his feet right away, nailing him with a shining wizard! The shot knocks Tony on his ass to the cheers of the fans, leaving Masaru flicking off his chin at Tony, mocking him.)
Alpine: Tony wanted a fight from Faith, well he got it. He seems shocked. You would think he would know better against a woman that dangerous.
Rodz: Tony doesn’t pay attention to the opinion of women, know this Freddy.
(Just as Masaru goes to lift up Tony, he shoves Masaru with all his might, sending him toppling back first into Oz Oxford Jr.! Oz drops on the spot, covering the back of his head and looking hurt. Masaru looks down shocked at Oz as Tony looks to Geno with a smile. Geno doesn’t hesitate to scale over the top rope and fly at Masaru with a running big boot! Boos from the crowd as the shot sends him over the top rope and to the outside! Faith isn’t about to have any of that, and she catches an unaware Geno with a top rope flying knee, knocking him to the mat! That however leaves her open to Tony’s attack, who comes at her with a big left hook! “OHHH!!!”s from the crowd as Faith flies over the top rope from the shot grabbing her jaw. The Collective duo don’t hesitate to roll to the outside and pick up steel chairs to even louder boos. Just as if it seems they are going to lay into the team, those boos turn to cheers. Running out through the curtains is Cassius Reed wearing a referee shirt! He jogs down to the ring with a mic, rolls into the ring, and looks out at the Collective as they’re about to brain Maz and Faith.)
Cassius: OHHHH NO YOU DON’T GUIDOS!!! I WILL DISQUALIFY YOU BOTH RIGHT NOW!!!
(Geno and Tony look up to Cassius and cuss back at him. All Faith and Masaru need is a small window, and the Collective gives it to them, allowing Masaru and Faith to simultaneously kick them in the gut, getting them to drop the chairs. From there the two teams start brawling. Tony and Faith are trading fists, while Masaru is busy biting down on Geno’s face.)
Cassius: ALRIGHT….NOW IF YOU SUCKAS CAN’T GET BACK IN THE RING, I’M COUNTING YA’LL OUT!!! 12345678910!!!! DOUBLE COUNTOUT, RING THE BELL SUCKA TIMEKEEPER!!
(Doing as he’s told, the timekeeper rings for the bell as the teams continue brawling.)
RESULT: DOUBLE COUNTOUT @ 8 minutes, 45 seconds.
Alpine: It was bound to be chaos once Oz Oxford Jr. became incapacitated. I just didn’t expect it to be this bad!
Rodz: Anytime Cassius is added to anything complete random insanity. Hold up who’s that guy hopping the barricade? (A man dressed in a loud Hawaiian shirt and khaki beach bum shorts hops the barrier to help Tony and Geno, tipping the scales to a three on one assault! Cassius brushes his hands off towards the fighting though he has a tiny grin as Geno pops Masaru dead in the mouth. As the Rebirth Champion walks away Faith and Masaru fight back, working together to drive The Collective and Starlight back as the fans cheer! Starlight’s Panama hat is knocked off revealing his identity to those that hadn’t figured it out, and he elbows Faith trying to get even for the tooth she knocked out earlier! For a few precious moments Faith and Masaru hold their own but suddenly Masaru crumples and goes to a knee, victim to an age-old cheap shot to the jewels by Tony Tira! The three overcome Faith’s attacks and she and Masaru are covering up as best they can when a low rumbling noise is heard in the distance! A massive custom black Humvee appears on the horizon, random beach goers trying to get a free show dive out of the way as it drives through at a likely unsafe speed, coming to a screeching halt and kicking up sand as the driver puts it in park! Engine still running the door swings wide and out comes Aurora herself, dressed in cutoffs and a tank top, and in one smooth motion runs at the Collective- in her hands is her famed ballbat Black Betty! She lands a solid jumping bat shot to Geno’s back, laying the giant smooth out on the outer mat. Tira tries to help his partner and attack her only to get a bat to the gut, and then he is heave ho’d to the barricade to land in a heap!
Frankie turns just in time to be taken out by both Faith and Masaru as they double kick him right over the barricade! Aurora puts the bat under her arm and holds out both hands towards the timekeeper’s and gets a microphone tossed to her, her expression far from her usual calm.)
Aurora: It didn’t take a genius to figure out that you fucks might try something like this. You feel held down and put upon, poor wittle boys! BOO HOO!
(Aurora makes a cry motion with the hand holding the microphone and then continues with an evil grin.)
Aurora: Luck is subjective, wouldn’t you agree? Lucky for you, Hell is Waiting are fighting champions. Lucky for you, we don’t back down from anyone, even cheap shotting mouth breathers like you three. You want a shot? We’ll give you two idiots a shot, next Redemption. Hell vs. Collective. However, there’s a catch. If you don’t beat us, you’ll go back to the bottom of the roster. You will have to earn your way back up, which - let’s be frank, you probably never will do.
(Frankie seems to take some offense to this, but Tira and a sore Geno accept, making the match for next Redemption much to the delight of the fans. The cameras then cut to the back where a figure is found lying crumpled in a heap at the bottom of the penthouse stairwell! Officials and medics surround the man and finally the cameras get into position to see who it is… none other than Seth Black himself! Johnny Rebel is there directing traffic as the medics get ready to put Seth on a stretcher, and Johnny spots the camera.)
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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Jun 7, 2017 3:28:10 GMT
(The cameras cut backstage as Elena DeDraca is standing with Finn and Frankie, her voice even-toned as she speaks, almost as if she’s absent-mindedly just talking her thoughts aloud.) Elena DeDraca: I begin to question, how much time is there, before I am done wrestling. How many more places can I go before it’s all over? You know, once you start a family, that takes priority. (Finn, all cleaned up from earlier gives her a bit of a pep-talk.) Finn Whelan: That sounds almost defeatist, that’s not you. You still have what it takes, we both know. Elena DeDraca: I’m not giving up love… just winding down. Preparing for life after wrestling. I can’t do that when I’m getting beat up every month. (Elena walks off to go to her match as Finn and Frankie share a concerned look. The cameras fade out and fade back in to see Anastasia ready for her match, her ringmaster’s gear looking impeccable and crisp. She turns as she starts to walk towards the ring, her back straight and her expression unusually firm.) Anastasia Starling: I meant it all. Every word that they tried to twist to make it look like I meant something else. The real words, those I meant. Elena holds my title right now, but it isn’t her title. It’s mines and I will get it back. I will. I will be the first person to be a two-time Rising Phoenix Champion. I will have that, as well as being the first. I will have what I worked hard for, and that doesn’t mean I don’t know she can fight. (Ana’s lips lift at the corners for a moment, her heterochromatically gifted eyes shining.) Anastasia Starling: I just know that I can fight harder. I have records to set. I have things I need to do, before it’s not mine anymore. I just go out there tonight, and it starts. Just as it should. I am the Rising Phoenix, and I’m going to prove that tonight. (The cameras follow until she disappears around the corner, then cut to ringside.)
MAIN EVENT PW RISING PHOENIX CHAMPIONSHIP REMATCH Elena DeDraca(c) vs. Anastasia Starling (Lenne Hardt awaits in the ring, smiling out to the screaming drunk crowd.)
Hardt: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is a Rising Phoenix Championship match!!
(Big cheers as ‘Time(Yelhigh! Remix) by Satellite Empire plays, and out through the curtains emerges Ana. She looks serious as she heads to the ring, ignoring the silver and blue blasts of pyro that trail in her path.)
Hardt: Making her way to the ring is the challenger! Weighing in tonight at 117 pounds, she is the The Clockwork Songbird...the former Rising Phoenix Champion…..she is ANNNNNNAAAAAASSSSTTTTTTAAAAAASSSSSSIIIIIIIAAAAAA SSSSTTTTTTAAAAARRRRRLLLLLLIIIINNNNNGGGGG!!!!
Alpine: It’s strange not to see Ana bursting through that curtain with joy. She means business.
Rodz: Anastasia knows Elena is on the final match of her Phoenix contract. There’s a possibility Elena could walk out of Phoenix with the championship. Ana is going all she can to keep that from happening.
(Ana takes off her ringmaster jacket and folds it up nicely, handing it to a nearby bikini clad ring girl. Anastasia then slides into the ring and raises her hands to the crowd, who give her a nice pop. Anastasia then takes her corner, with Malik Demitrious making his way over. He checks her elaborately decorated brace, sees that there’s no foreign objects, and backs away. Anastasia’s theme dies down, and is replaced with the double bass drums of ‘Painkiller’ by Judas Priest. There’s a mixed reaction from the crowd as Elena DeDraca makes her way through the curtains with the Rising Phoenix Championship dangling over her shoulder. She smirks and flips off Anastasia, causing Ana to narrow her eyes at Elena. She then casually saunters to ringside, rolling her eyes at the screaming Anastasia fans ringside.)
Hardt: Making her way to the ring is the champion! Weighing in tonight at 145 pounds, she is the Pale Queen….the Rising Phoenix Champion…..EEEEELLLLLEEEEEENNNNNNNAAAAAA DDDDEEEEEDDDDDRRRRRRAAAAACCCCCCCAAAAA!!!!
Alpine: Elena has made it well known she does not like Anastasia and will do all she can to end this match quickly.
Rodz: Which is weird, because Ana was hinting she might draw the match to ten minutes, just to rub it in Elena’s face.
Alpine: Truly a clash of egos here.
(Elena takes the steps and steps through the ropes slowly. She then walks to the center of the ring, holding her bird to Ana with one hand and raising the title with the other. She then shouts “MINE!!” in her thick british accent, to which Ana shakes her head vehemently. Elena begrudgingly hands off her belt to Malik Demitrious, who holds it up high to the crowd. He then hands off the belt to the timekeeper only for Elena to get mouthy with Ana, drawing them out of their corners. Malik separates the two, making sure they’re in their corners before ringing the bell.)
DING DING DING!!
(Ana goes forward for a lock up, but Elena has other plans as she leaps on Ana’s chest with a lou thesz press, toppling her to the ground! She then starts slamming away with fists, causing Ana to grab her and roll around, ending on top. Ana starts slamming down with some forearms, causing Elena to roll them and cause them to fall out of the ring! From there the two are trading fists as soon as they come to a crouch. Elena starts to back up Ana to the barricade, winning the punching battle with a big forearm that leaves Ana dizzy. She then backs up, and runs at Ana for a flying cross body. Ana however ducks the shot and sends Elena spilling over the barricade into the first row! Fans clear out of the way as Elena grabs onto the barricade to stand. As soon as she pops her head up Anastasia comes forward with the spinning bird kick, knocking Elena to the sand! Anastasia then hops onto the barricade, scouting Elena. She then dives backward with a backflip headscissors, sending Elena off into the sand face first! “ANA-STA-SIA!!!” chants get going as races forward for a senton splash. Elena moves out of the way in time, grabbing a handful of sand along the way. As soon as Ana comes to grab Elena, Elena throws a handful of sand in her eyes! The crowd boos as Malik awkwardly scales the barricade and warns Elena about the illegal move.)
Alpine: Elena is looking to test the limits of the rules of a Rising Phoenix championship match. That may not be in her best interest.
Rodz: This match is all about survival. She proved she could do it before, she’ll do it again.
(Anastasia drops to the sand, rubbing the particles out of her eyes as Elena lays in the boots. Elena then drops down for a big leg drop, causing Ana to roll over to her back. With her back exposed, Elena goes to lock in her legs for the Pale Horse. Sensing what is about to happen, Elena yanks forward with her legs hard, planting Elena face first in the sand again. She then pushes up to her feet, then immediately dives backward, catching an irate Elena in the face with a pele kick just as she’s about to attack! Elena crumples back to the sand, and Ana gets her in a headlock. With Elena in her lock Ana carries her across the beach to the nearby bar. Fans pat Ana on the back as she waves for the crowd to move with her free hand. Local drunks clear away from the bar just as she approaches it with Elena. Ana seems ready to bulldog Elena’s face off the counter, but Elena has other plans as she starts firing away shots to the ribs. She then hooks Ana’s back and slips out, nailing her with a german suplex on the sand! However since it’s sand, Ana pops right back up, unfortunately right into a superkick! The kick connects with Ana’s chin, getting “OHHH!!”s from the crowd. Elena makes her way over to the empty bar and starts grabbing the empty glasses. The bartender is confused, looking at her strangely as he gathers three glasses.)
Alpine: Is she planning on using those against Anastasia?
Rodz: From the looks of it, yes.
Alpine: Doesn’t she care about being disqualified?
Rodz: From the looks of it, no.
(Elena cusses at Ana, taunting her to stand. Just as she does Elena starts throwing the glasses at Ana! Ana successfully dodges all the attempts, then leaps at Elena with a clothesline, knocking over the bar! Malik Demitrious warns Elena that this is her final warning in the match. Elena however is too busy being punched in the face by Anastasia. Anastasia then picks up Elena and tosses her over the bar, leaving her to roll in the sand. Just as she starting to get up, Ana heads up to the bar counter and waits for her to stand. She then runs on the counter and leaps off, landing the Big Top Blockbuster on Elena!! “HOLY SHIT!!” rings out from the crowd as Ana sees her ready to be put away, so she heads to the top of the bar counter again. She perches, getting the crowd to stand for what could be the Songbird’s Flight. Before she leaps off though, she asks Malik a question. He responds, and she hops off the counter to the “AHHHHH” of the crowd and lands a diving knee to the forehead of Elena! She grabs her head and rolls in the sand, her black outfit a dusty hue by this point. Anastasia goes for what looks to be a running dropkick to the face, but Elena pushes away the boot just in time and lunges on top of Anastasia! She starts choking Ana as Malik administers a count!)
Alpine: Why didn’t Ana take her out when she had the chance?
Rodz: Well, judging by that drone overhead, I’d say that’s why.
(A drone flies up over the ladies fighting, showing a countdown clock. It’s at :30, but the two could care less as they roll around the sand, dangerously close to the water. Elena tries to drown Ana, but Ana rolls her over in the water and starts choking her. She looks up just in time as the clock is at 10.)
10!!!
(Ana stands up, only for Elena to trip her back into the water.)
9!!!
(Elena drops an elbow over the back of her head.)
8!!!
(Elena tries to pick up Ana out of the water.)
7!!!
(Anastasia fights back, nailing Elena in the mouth with forearms.)
6!!!
(Elena is knocked back into the sand with the forearms, but gets to a crouch.)
5!!!
(Elena flies forward for a superkick, but Ana catches it, converting it into an ankle lock!)
4!!!
(Elena is in pain as Ana screams, torquing on the once injured ankle of Elena.)
3!!!
(Malik Demitrious slides down next to Elena, waiting for her to tap.)
2!!!!
(Elena wavers on, looking just about ready to tap.)
1!!!!
(Ana looks up in time to see the drone clock, promptly leading her to release the hold and smile proudly.)
DING DING DING!!!
Hardt: Your winner of the match, and NEW Rising Phoenix Champion….ANNNNNNNAAAAASSSSSTTTTTAAAAASSSSSSIIIIIIAAAAAA SSSTTTTAAARRRLLLLLLIIIINNNNGGG!!!!
(The timekeeper runs down the beach with the title, handing it off to Anastasia who clutches it and falls to her feet, holding the precious gold. Elena is fuming, smacking the sand in a fit.)
WINNER, AND NEW RISING PHOENIX CHAMPION: Anastasia Starling via TIME LIMIT EXPIRY @ 10 minutes.
Alpine: Anastasia was on the verge of tapping out Elena, but she let her go just to prove a point!
Rodz: That point is, Ana is the rightful heir to the Rising Phoenix crown. Congrats birdie. ('Time'(Yelhigh! Remix) by Satellite Empire plays as Elena storms off the beach in a cussing fit. Anastasia allows Malik to raise her hand to the crowd only for a second before she goes back to clutching her gold. Fireworks pop off overhead Anastasia, startling her but shortly after she goes back to hugging her championship.)
Alpine: We're all out of time folks. Join us next Redemption as we head towards the biggest show of the year, Under The Colosseum Lights 6!!
Rodz: Surprises! Action! Title defenses!
Alpine: Be there!!
(The show closes out to an emotional Anastasia smiling proudly as hugs her title tightly. Fade to Phoenix 2017 logo, then black.)
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