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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Jul 21, 2017 3:45:00 GMT
PW Presents... Airing LIVE on Dailymotion August 6th @ 7pm PSTUnder The Coliseum Lights VI
August 6th, 2017
Caesars Palace
Las Vegas, Nevada***DARK MATCH***(While a majority of fans are hitting up the snack stands or slot machines before the big show, there are about two hundred or so that care to be ‘warmed up’. As if performing outdoors in 110 degree heat isn’t enough. ‘The Mentalist’ by Mr. Fijiwiji plays, getting the crowd to at least peer up from their cellphones to see who this newcomer is. Stepping out of the curtains is the newest pretty boy to PW, Lucky Golden. Lucky steps out and is getting some love from the women, especially once he removes his grey hoodie and tosses it in the face of some horny screaming teens. He rolls into the ring and raises his hands high to the crowd, then does a little dance to try to keep the crowd occupied. His theme silences, and ‘You’re The Best’ by Joe Esposito plays, getting the crowd roaring!! Out through the curtains comes Fin-Nisher, pumping his fist to the crowd who reciprocate with “FIN! FIN! FIN!!” He does a running high five around ringside, getting just about everyone in the front row. He stops to pander to the hard camera side, and clearly Lucky is not digging this drawn out entrance. As soon as Fin hits the ring he gets a big running shoulder block to the back! Boos rain down on Lucky as he picks up Fin, who seems to be begging and groveling at Lucky’s feet. Lucky can’t help but look to the crowd and point at Fin, leaving Fin the distraction he needs. As Lucky plays to the crowd, Fin takes his boot laces and ties them together. He then drops to the outer mat, feigning injury. Right as Lucky goes to pick up Fin, Fin scoops him in for a small package! With Lucky’s laces tied, there’s no way he can kick out!)
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WINNER: Fin-Nisher via PINFALL @ 0:28 seconds.
(‘You’re The Best’ by Joe Esposito plays as Fin quickly leaves the ring in disbelief, surprised his trick worked. The fans are laughing their asses off and cheering for Fin as Lucky scrambles to untie his boots. Once he gets free he gives chase to Fin, which breaks him out of surprise mode and into panic mode! Fin bolts through the crowd with Lucky following him over the guardrail, and a crowd of fans scrambling to see if he catches him. With that sudden warm up done with, we go to Lenne Hardt who prepares to scream her head off to introduce to a six year tradition, Under The Coliseum Lights.) ***ON AIR***(The big screen set up outside flashes to get the attention of the fans in attendance, a scrolling ‘Filmed Earlier Today’ runs across the bottom of the screen before the camera moves in a panoramic view, showing the venue and lines of casino goers and those with tickets for the upcoming show waving them and mugging for air-time. Panning out to the front of Caesars Palace, it shows Cassius Reed arriving with an entourage of people in the flashiest fashion possible. There are vaguely familiar possible celebrities and athletes in the mix, they move forward to part the crowd for Cassius while some shout ‘Make Way for the King!’ He shades his face from the sun, making it impossible to clearly see his eyes before he moves into the casino proper, the doors being held for him as the regular casino crowd starts to flock towards all the commotion. Cassius waves toward a waiting Kiko Hirayama, who trots up dressed in a gold cloth skirt and matching jacket, she proudly holds up her microphone but before she can say anything Reed plucks the microphone from her hand with a dazzlingly bright smile before he brings it up to his lips.)
Cassius Reed: Now Cassius knows, you all are wondering… nah, Cassius really can’t say Cassius cares what you people wonder! It’s good to be the King, to rule over all King Cassius can survey!
(He gives a nod, his free hand sweeps out in a magnanimous fashion before he continues.)
Cassius Reed: Now tonight, Cassius, your mighty King, has big plans in motion! Cassius plans on vanquishing that nasty dragon that calls itself Masaru Inoue, just as any true King would do! Now while Cassius has no need to prove once again that Cassius has the undisputed right to his crown and kingdom, Cassius will in fact enjoy protecting it from the menace of the Maz-O-Chist. Don’t think that Cassius forgot what Cassius said would happen, Masaru -- Cassius is coming for yo’ FACE. Gunna take that sucka CLEAN OFF! Fun for Cassius, not so fun for that SUCKA Masaru! But before Cassius can do all that, Cassius must dine on a proper feast to give Cassius the energy needed to conquer this big ass quest. TO THE FEAST, SUCKAS!
(The gathered crowd, some of which still aren’t sure what’s going on and despite the time of day are already drinking and gambling, give massive cheers and hip hip hoorays as Cassius’ envoy/entourage/parade makes it's way through the casino floor and gambling pits to the massive buffet that awaits. The cameras cut to the backstage area where Xander Bishop is seen watching the pre-recorded replay of the Cassius Reed Experience as the parade winds through Caesars on a monitor, shaking his head at what he sees. Intrepid interviewer Kiko Hirayama comes up to him, microphone in hand.)
Kiko Hirayama: Excuse me Xa...
(He holds up his hand and shakes his head again, then gestures at the screen dismissively.)
Xander Bishop: THAT’s your world… wait naw, Rebirth Champion? Please. Lucky for you all in Phoenix Wrasslin Xander Bishop comes here to show you what a real A lister looks like. I got no problem opening the show, even if it’s to beat up some bum like the Twin-Nisher or his himbo bro…
(From out of nowhere Twin comes into the set area, blocking out the camera for a moment.)
Twin-Nisher: WHAT!?
(He shoves Bishop hard, and the pair look like they might throw some hands but in comes Fin and slides between the two, a hand on either chest.)
Fin-Nisher: Woah, bro no. You back off it now, Xander Bishop face man. Save all this for the ring don’t bes giving it away for the frees!
(They both seem to surprisingly see the wisdom in Fin’s words, they nod and back away from each other before heading out to the match.) Xander Bishop vs. Twin-Nisher w/Fin-NisherAlpine: Fin playing the peacemaker! He must be feeling pretty good after taking out Lucky Golden in only twenty eight seconds!
Rodz: Yeah but look how he did it, he tied the guys’ shoelaces together. While I commend a fully functional retard like Fin for doing that, it didn’t exactly take skill.
Alpine: Skill or not, it’s a win. If Twin could defeat Xavier tonight, we could possibly see the only time in the history of UTCL that both Fin and Twin walk away with a win!
Rodz: Psssh yeah, fat chance on that happening. I’d pick Twin in a rap battle, but that’s about it.
Alpine: Speaking of, Xavier Bishop is planning to give us one right now!
(We cut backstage to see Xavier Bishop dressed in a mish mash mix up of 50 Cent, Wiz Khalifa, and Lil’ Wayne inspired attire. He looks like a glorified crack addict, and even twitches like one as he makes his walk through the tunnel. As he does so he talks to the camera, getting them hyped for his appearance.)
Xavier: Ya’ll ready for this?
(A few cheers from the crowd.)
Xavier: I said, ya’ll ready for this!?
(A few more cheers, but not by much.)
Xavier: Alright then, time to embarrass this Finnish fool…
(‘Hate Me Now’ by Nas ft. Puff Daddy hits over the PA, getting an okay reaction from the crowd. Xavier takes a deep breath and goes to start rapping his song, but his mic is dead. He taps on the top of the mic, nothing. He then screams out “WHAT THE FUCK!?!” and raises his arms out, clearly not amused with his mic not working. He throws the mic down and requests another from a staffer, who quickly rushes him over a mic.)
Xavier: Now, AS I WAS SAYI….
(Again his mic cuts out. This time he turns in the direction of the soundbooth and screams at them. This brings the sound guy, Fin-Nisher to raise his thumbs up at Xavier!! The crowd laughs hysterically as Xavier starts heading over to Fin to mess him up. Before he can hop the guardrail however, Xavier hears a deep voice rumble over the microphone.)
Twin-Nisher: Your battle is with me….not him.
(Through the curtain steps Twin-Nisher, dressed in a roman toga because he’s Twin and he’s cool enough to pull it off. All of a sudden a beat kicks in, and Twin starts nodding his head to it. On the PhoenixTron we sees Twin-Nisher’s newest hit ‘What Kind Of Name Is Xander Bishop?’)
(Twin starts rapping the song live as Xander stands there on the ramp, staring at him with complete disgust. Twin gets thirty seconds into his rap until Xander can’t take another word and he punches Twin in the mouth! Boos from the crowd as Twin hits the ramp, and Xander follows with several boots. He then grabs Twin by his toga and pulls him up, then run tosses him into the ring!)
DING DING DING!!
Alpine: Seems Xander DID NOT have any intention of a rap battle with Twin!
Rodz: Well yeah, did you hear the lyrics to this song? Twin called this indecisive idiot out for who he is. Truth hurts.
(Xander immediately climbs on top of Twin and starts hammering him with punches to the head. Twin tries to block as many of them as he can but he’s getting swarmed with hard shots. Seeing his brother in danger, Fin jumps out of of the sound booth and runs to ringside! He hops the barrier and starts taunting Xavier from the outside, getting his attention. Xavier stands up from Twin and heads in Fin’s direction as the brave brother waves him on. Just as he’s about to cross the ropes and beat up Fin, Twin comes from behind with a roll up! Malik counts the pin!!!)
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WINNER: Twin-Nisher via PINFALL @ 0:22 seconds.
Alpine: AMAZING! Twin-Nisher just set a record and beat his brother’s time by six seconds!!
Rodz: Only in Vegas could these two drunken fools have luck like this.
Alpine: All that hype...and Xander only lasts twenty two seconds. Damn.
Rodz: This guy might as well have ‘future endeavors’ stamped on his forehead. (Twin immediately jumped up as the bell rung. The referee went to raise his hand but he couldn’t hold his excitement. He was ecstatic. Jumping up and down like a kid in a toy store. The fans cheered for Twin and Fin as both stood in the ring, both engaging in a celebratory fistbump.)
Alpine: And that is what happens when you mess with the “Finn-Twin Connection”, you get SMOKED! Xander took Twin lightly and that is something you don’t want to do!
Rodz: I don’t know what the hell is wrong with Xander. You can’t beat Twin, you don’t deserve to rock it here in PW. His tail is tucked after this match. Twin is jumping like he done won the damn lottery!
Alpine: Getting over an opponent that was pretty well hyped coming into this, I’d be jumping for joy too. I just schooled you! Congrats to Twin!
(The two were shown again as Xander had slipped out of the ring, sitting upright against the apron, disappointment all over his face. Things had switched smoothly from ringside to the backstage area where Brandon Garcia, the manager and mouthpiece of [REDACTED] as it was almost that time. Heading into a big match with Ryan Graves, [REDACTED] seemed ultra focus as the camera had slowly zoomed in, seeing the tensed muscles of his gradually move up and down.)
Brandon Garcia: You had her right where you wanted her...in your grip, strong grip. You chose to go fancy and paid for it. Ana retained her title.
(Brandon shook his head as he sighed. He wasn’t the only one sighing, [REDACTED] gave off a heavy sigh as he remained facing the wall.)
Brandon Garcia: You were right there. More precise pressure and you would’ve completely broke her. You had already cracked her op--
[REDACTED]: It isn’t over! She got away off a mistake. I won’t let it happen again. WHEN we meet again, there will be a different result! However, tonight, I got my eyes set on destroying a “tantrum-throwing baby”. Ryan...he was lucky to escape my wrath last Redemption...
(He slowly turned around, staring at his manager as he rammed his fist into his hand, ready to do battle.)
[REDACTED]: Tonight? Tonight...he’ll be lucky to escape with his CAREER! Falls Count AnywhereRyan Graves vs. [REDACTED]
Rodz: Freddy, this is Ryan Graves we’re talking about. He cuts promos like frankenstein on tranquilizers. He’s obviously missing a chunk of his brain. Gabby ain’t with him for his smarts, that’s for sure.
Alpine: Well either way Ryan has a big opportunity to get back on track if he can take out [REDACTED]. He has the power and tenacity to give [REDACTED] problems.
Rodz: He does it but it’s akin to Sloth from the Goonies being lit on fire and wildly flailing to put out the fire. There’s no coordination or finesse. [REDACTED] on the other hand is a maestro of violence. The agony he inflicted on Anastasia was a beautifully violent symphony.
Alpine: It was a scrap, that’s for sure.(The camera switches to a roaming view of the crowd, showing the outdoor arena completely filled on this sunny summer evening. After a good scan of the screaming audience, we got to the ring where Lenne Hardt awaits.)Hardt: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is a falls count anywhere match! (An uproar of cheers at the announcing of the violent stipulations. Lenne lets the crowd settle in for a while before ‘To Carry The Seeds of Death Within Me’ by The Body plays. On the PhoenixTron we see a shot of an office door on the casino floor. All of a sudden the door flies open, and out steps a ready and raring [REDACTED]. Casino goers freak out as the monster huffs and puffs, making his way across the shiny tile to the outdoor arena. Brandon is with him, giving a loud public service announcement.)Garcia: DON’T GET TOO CLOSE TO HIM!! HE WILL RIP YOUR ARMS OFF!!([REDACTED] rolls his neck as the brain dead sea of wide eyed humans part for the beast. Just as he’s about to approach the automated double doors, Ryan Graves comes from behind and nails him in the back of the head with a cafe table! The table shatters over the back of [REDACTED]’s head, causing him to calmly look back as Ryan looks shocked. [REDACTED] then ducks a punch from Ryan Graves and picks him up, runs with him, then plants him on the hard tile with a running spinebuster!)Alpine: Looks like these two aren’t gonna wait for the ring to settle this!
Rodz: Well Ryan may be a retard, but at least he doesn’t waste time. I’ll give him that.([REDACTED]’s theme cuts, leading referee Malik Demitrious to ring for the bell.)DING DING DING(The camera cuts to Lenne in the ring, who sighs, leaving Malik muttering ‘dammit’ before hobbling his way out of the ring and to the casino floor. As he hobble runs to the fight, we return to match in progress as [REDACTED] is trying to posture up out of mount, but Ryan is doing his best to keep him tight to him. Ryan is able to maneuver his legs up and push [REDACTED] off, leaving Ryan in upkick mode as the monster waits for him to stand.)
Gabriele: Get up Ryan and kick his ass!!
(Hearing words of encouragement from his girl brings Ryan up to his feet with a grimace. He squares up in a fighting stance, looking to box with [REDACTED]. [REDACTED] could care less and pushes in closer, daring Ryan to hit him. Ryan hits a clean three hit combo, the shots bouncing off his rubber mask. [REDACTED] then waves on Ryan for a big shot, and Ryan responds with a running lariat! What he doesn’t count on is [REDACTED] ducking just in the nick of time and back body dropping Ryan on the hard tile! Ryan screams in agony and clutches his tailbone as [REDACTED] stands up and paces around his prey.)Alpine: Ryan Graves’s attacks are having no effect on [REDACTED]! Ryan either needs to find a way to outwrestle this man or find a weapon quick.
Rodz: At this point I think the only thing that is gonna work is a sawed off double barrel. Even then that’s only good for a two and a half count.
([REDACTED] yanks up behind on Ryan’s patchwork peter pan tights, pulling him into his feet and into a back lock. Even though he may have a fractured tailbone, Ryan fights through the pain and starts nailing [REDACTED] with back elbows. After the third blow he releases, bringing Ryan to make most out of his opportunity. He gets some distance, then nails a bicycle kick that sends [REDACTED] reeling back first into a poker table. Ryan then runs in for a big lariat, knocking [REDACTED] onto the poker table! Casino security clears away players and the dealer for their safety, getting plenty of complaints as Ryan hops up on the table. He raises his hands to the mob watching the match now, but has to stop his moment of glory to grab his bad tailbone. He then pulls up [REDACTED], hooks him in a head and arms position, then screams out “PURE PANDEMONIUM!!” getting the crowd to laugh at the corny name of his finisher. This showboating however costs him as [REDACTED] uses the close range to start delivering headbutts! Five short headbutts land to the side of Ryan’s face, causing the crowd to count along! By the fifth Ryan is woozy and releases, letting [REDACTED] do his thing. So he hooks Ryan in the front, then throws him eight feet in the air off of the poker table with a release belly to belly suplex! Ryan lands right on the bad tailbone again, for sure breaking it as he goes in a spasming fit! The crowd chants “HOLY SHIT!!!” as [REDACTED] picks himself up, ready to finish.)Alpine: HE WAS JUST THROWN EIGHT FEET IN THE AIR AND LANDED DIRECTLY ON HIS TAILBONE!!
Rodz: HIS ASS IS BROKEN!!!(Garcia roots on his man to finish the job as Ryan is on the verge of tears. Just then Malik hops to the scene looking out of breath. [REDACTED] pulls up the deadweight Ryan who just will not stand, broken ass and all. This brings Gabriele into panic mode, and she leaps onto the back of [REDACTED], getting the crowd wild as she pitter patters away at the back of his head. Not one to let his client be double teamed, Brandon simply walks over to her, smiles at the crowd, aligns his back with hers, then ponytail dumps her off of [REDACTED] with a snap neckbreaker! A loud mixed reaction from the crowd as Gabby grabs the back of her head and Garcia smiles proudly. With all obstacles out of his way, [REDACTED] picks up Ryan and headbutts him in the nose, breaking it and getting any last minute fight out of him. He then hoists him on his shoulders and walks over to a cafe near the poker table. Patrons sitting at a nearby table scatter, allowing [REDACTED] to work. He then gets a good run and dives, smashing Ryan through the small round table with a running Maktal Massacre!! “HOLY SHIT!!!” from the crowd as [REDACTED] mercifully goes for the hand on the face pin!)
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WINNER: [REDACTED] via PINFALL @ 6 minutes, 43 seconds.Alpine: Ryan Graves did all he could to take out the monster [REDACTED], even attacking him before the match could begin! It just wasn’t enough, and now Ryan may have a serious injury to deal with.
Rodz: Hey, his dumbass wanted this match. Reap what you sow Tyrant.
Alpine: C’mon [REDACTED], there’s no need for this!([REDACTED] got up and immediately reach down and yanked Graves up onto his feet as Graves could barely stand on his own. No responsiveness at all as [REDACTED] had him by the neck. More folks scattered away into far distance as he drug Graves by the neck over towards the Blackjack table.)Alpine: Oh god no! Just stop it. He’s done. He’s broken! There’s nothing left!Rodz: Not in his eyes, Graves is still holding on, barely but not for long.(Brandon Garcia followed the massacre his client was creating inside of the Palace. Fans excited but also somewhat shook as they held no clue what this war machine was about to do next. [REDACTED] stared into the face of Graves before sending him into the air before catching and delivering a powering Spinebuster right through the Blackjack Table with his “Bolo Bomb”. More “HOLY SHIT!” chants rained out as [REDACTED] stood over Graves lifeless body. Garcia pleased, clapped, enjoying the destruction.)Alpine: This is INSANE and Gar-Garcia is just encouraging him!Rodz: Completing the objective to the fullest. This is playground fun for [REDACTED]. Graves is beyond fucked!Brandon Garcia: YES! FINISH HIM...NOW!([REDACTED] nodding his head as he was given the orders, he walked over to the section of slot machines. He rips out the one in the middle and pulls it over to Graves. With a brief pause, [REDACTED] pushed over the machine as it fell right on top of Ryan Graves. Gasps of breath were heard throughout the fans that were around watching as [REDACTED] walked off like a true badass!)Alpine: This is attempted murder in most cases. [REDACTED] really just murdered that man, not only putting him through the table with his Signature but a goddamn slot machine on top of him!Rodz: We just witnessed the ending of Ryan Graves here tonight! He’s done! That’s broken bones, possibly neck, who the hell knows, just he’s done for!(Paramedics come running (finally) into the picture, rushing to the scene of what seemed like a crime as a few as a team effort, worked to push the slot machine off of Graves. His girlfriend, Gabriele, hurt herself, rushed over only to let out a scream as she saw Graves seemingly lifeless body. Cameras cut away from the scene as they aimed on Veronica Valiant who wasn’t far from the scene, right at the Roulette Table, shrugging her shoulders at the craziness that happened with [REDACTED] completely fucking up the life of Ryan Graves. Again she shrugged carefully before going and looking into the camera.)Veronica Valiant: Soooo...I guess this is where I’m supposed to give you my thoughts, my input on this “matchup” hmm? Me fighting an ‘185 year old’ Johnny “Simply Put” Rebel??? HA!!!(Valiant let off a laugh, laughing sarcastically as she shook her head.)Veronica Valiant: Welp, all I have to say about that is...(Letting off a dramatic pause...)Veronica Valiant: I’m not competing here tonight. I already picked up my paycheck from Slaine...and you know what they say, never bet on black but I’m RIDING on black!(She eyed the Roulette table, rubbing her hands together.)Veronica Valiant: I really can just sit out and wait a whole month until my contract expire. You know what? I think I’ll do just that!(Veronica waved off the cameras as she turned her focus to the Roulette table. Things cut away to a commercial, a Ohno Commercial. That of a huge Ohno Cola can with hands and legs is seen walking out and around in public. It’s seen shaking hands with fellow passersby as it hands them ice cold 12oz cans of Ohno Cola from the chest cooler seen. Several shots of the folks drinking the beverage with wide smiles. A 12oz can bringing people together and making smiles brighter. Several shots were again shown of folks of all ages, getting in on the joy with the beverage being highlighted in the clips.)Voiceover: The Power Of OhNo Cola Brings People Together. Peace Starts With Us...OhNo Cola! Drink Up!
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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Jul 21, 2017 3:47:56 GMT
Alpine: I mean we are at a loss for words right now, folks. We were tapped and ready to see Veronica face off against Johnny Rebel but she stated not long ago that she wasn’t competing tonight.Rodz: Maybe she’s doing us a favor. Who the hell wants to watch a washed-up old-time wrestler try and restore his youth? It’d be unfair to watch Veronica beat the holy hell out of him. Should’ve just remained as the partial GM but noooo...Alpine: He wanted to avenge for what she did to Seth. This was his only way. And now with her antics, we’re robbed a match on the card.Rodz: Or--(Before it seemed Rod could even get a word out, there on the PhoenixTron showed Johnny Rebel, who was coming down the step, game-ready for Veronica it seemed with the look on his face. He made his way down to the main floor of the Casino as he had the cameraman with him.)Rodz: ...Or maybe not!(As he made his way down, he spots Veronica right as she is seemingly on a streak, a big win at the Roulette wheel. She roars, feeling it only for a mild minute as Rebel walks up on her, upsetting her immediately as he grabbed her by her head and placed her in a tight-ass headlock. She began screaming immediately.)Veronica Valiant: ASSAULT! ASSAULT! ASSAULT!!!!Alpine: I don’t honestly think that’s a saving grace for her right now. No one is looking to save her.Rodz: Rebel got other plans for her!(Screaming out “ASSAULT!” over and over did nothing as Rebel had carried her back to the outdoor part of the venue. With the fans getting somewhat relentless, Johnny went through those curtains with her still trapped in that headlock. Veronica tried. Oh she tried to pull off a back body drop and put Rebel on his on the ramp butttttt he kicked her as she slipped out of the lock. He dropped down and caught Veronica from behind with a classic bulldog. The fans “Ooohh!” as her face bounced off the ramp. Rebel took his sweet time to get up to his feet before he dragged her ‘woozy’ frame down to the ringside area and tossed her into the ring as he slid in from behind. The bell rung, given the signal by the referee.)Johnny Rebel: YOU NOT GOING ANY DAMN WHERE TIL’ I FINISH GETTING PAYBACK FOR WHAT YOU DID!Alpine: Rebel is on one tonight! There is no running away from this for Veronica.Rodz: How dare that old-ass Rebel mess up that pretty face of Veronica Valiant. He should be arrested for his actions!Alpine: Really? Realllyyyy? Rebel is about to serve up the sweet smell of justice!
Veronica Valiant vs. Johnny Rebel
Alpine: Johnny isn’t about to let her sit this one out, he came to FIGHT!
Rodz: Gah whatever you do Johnny just don’t hit her in the face! Keep that silver fox’s face in fine fapping condition!
Alpine: Well if he’s going to bulldog her on a steel rampway, it’s safe to say that her face is fair game.
(Malik looks confused, and a little winded from trying to hobble-walk to keep up with Johnny and Veronica. Johnny screams “START THE DAMN MATCH!!” to which a jolted Malik looks to the timekeeper and signals for the bell.)
DING DING DING
(Johnny picks up Veronica and tosses her to the ropes, making the most of the dizziness. She hits the ropes, then comes right back into a big back elbow from Rebel, sending Veronica to the mat! She clutches her jaw as Rebel picks her up again, this time hooking her in a headlock. He slings back for a suplex, block with the boot. Veronica then wriggles out of the hold, ducks a punch from Rebel, and drops down for a low blow!! “OHHHH!!”s from the crowd as Rebel hits his knees, cringing from the testicle shattering pain. Malik jumps in right away, telling Veronica this is her only, and final warning. To which Rebel screams out….)
Rebel: Let it go!!
(A confused Malik backs away, not one to question the orders of the general manager. Rebel crawls on all fours to the nearest bottom rope, doing his best to recover from the shot. Veronica walks behind him, looking angry and willing to inflict pain. She starts by landing a sharp elbow across his back right alongside his ribs. He rolls over and Veronica walks around him slowly, taunting him and telling him to get up. Just as he puts a hand on the mat to push up, Veronica takes her heel and grinds it into the top of his hand, making the old man scream. Malik watches on with concern, but refuses to step in. Veronica then picks up that hand and starts twisting his fingers with small joint manipulation, making Rebel holler again before throwing his hand on the mat and stomping on it again!)
Alpine: It seems Veronica does not care about the rules tonight as this is her final match on the Phoenix roster!
Rodz: Good for her. If Rebel is willing to let her skate the rules, why not?
(Rebel rolls to the outside, wagging out his terribly afflicted hand with Veronica following. Instead of chasing Rebel however, she makes her way over to the timekeeper’s table and grabs a steel chair, getting the “OHHHH!!!”s of the crowd. Malik looms over the top rope, warning Veronica.)
Malik Demitrious: Don’t do it Veronica!!
Veronica Valiant: What are you going to do about it!?
(She then runs full force at Rebel with the chair, only for Rebel to sideswipe Valiant with a superkick into the chair!! “OHHHHH!!!!”s from the crowd as Valiant hits the outer mat, covering her face and stomping. Rebel stares longingly at the chair as if he wants to use it. Ultimately he decides against it, leaving the bloodthirsty fans disappointed as he makes his way over to Veronica. He grabs a handful of hair to toss him into the ring, and gets another nut shot for daring to do so!!! “OHHHHH!!!!”s from the crowd, followed by a wave of boos as the red faced Rebel this time falls right to the ground. Both hands covering his bruised genitals, along with a grimacing scream that makes just about every man in the front row cringe. Valiant then forces Rebel up to his feet, grabs a handful of graying blonde hair, and starts doing a five count head smash on the guardrail!! The fans hate Veronica, but don’t hesitate to count along!!)
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(With each smack you see the cut grow on Rebel’s scarred up forehead, until by the end that cut is leaking heavily across his face.)
Alpine: Rebel has to be hating himself for not disqualifying Valiant!! Not only has she probably ruptured one of his testicles, but he’s gushing blood!
Rodz: Rebel used to thrive in these types of matches in the 90’s. This is just a case of an old man thinking he can do young man shit, then finds out fuck no, you can’t still do young man shit.
(Seeing that Rebel is a curled up, bleeding pile of meat on the outer mat, Veronica rolls into the ring and goes up to Malik Demitrious.)
Veronica Valiant: Count him out!!!
(Malik folds his arms, refusing to listen to Valiant.)
Veronica Valiant: COUNT HIM OUT RIGHT NOW!!!
(Malik continues to shake his head, not caring what this woman is saying to him. This gets to her, and she grabs Malik by his referee shirt and starts screaming in his face! Malik has had enough and shoves her on her ass, bringing loud cheers from the crowd! Malik points to the PW symbol on his ref shirt and goes off on Veronica, who mutters several curse words under her breath as she stares at him wide eyed. Since Malik won’t play her game, she goes back on the outside to retrieve Rebel. By this point he’s starting to stand, using the guardrail as a brace. Veronica grabs the weakened Rebel and throws him back into the ring, leaving a big blood splotch on the apron in doing so. She then shouts down at Rebel, screaming “YOU WANTED THIS!!!” before driving a sharp boot into his ribs. She then picks him up, Rebel favoring those ribs. She goes to hook for a hammerlock, then tries to go for the rest of Brought to Heel. However Rebel stops that with a back elbow to the face, then takes her to the mat with a lethargic, yet effective lariat. She gets back up and Rebel this time plants her with a big punch to the jaw, which sends her teetering to the ropes! She comes back on the repel with a dropkick, only for Rebel to sidestep it, then hook her back! With all the strength left in his body, Rebel plants her with a german suplex, getting the crowd hot!!)
Alpine: I can’t believe it! Rebel has a little bit of momentum here!!
Rodz: He needs to stay on this sexy lady or else she’ll rip him a new asshole!! He’s already bleeding externally and internally, he doesn’t need to be bleeding anally!!
(Rebel plays up to the crowd, with even Demitrious clapping on the former PW Explosion Champion. Loud claps surface from the crowd as Rebel balls his fists, then points an index finger to the crowd and screams! The crowd is fully behind Rebel as he picks up the disorientated Veronica, then hooks her for a german! He throws her back, but somehow Valiant flips out! She ducks Rebel’s counter lariat attempt, grabs onto his shoulders, and hits the Budget Cutter! Drowning boos from the crowd as she hooks the leg for the cover!!!)
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DING DING DING
WINNER: Veronica Valiant via PINFALL @ 8 Minutes, 42 seconds.
Alpine: Rebel put up a fight, but Valiant clearly took advantage of Rebel’s foolhardiness and made this a dog fight that Rebel just could not keep up with!!
Rodz: Hey, nothing wrong about getting your ass kicked by a hot older lady. I can’t even tell you how many times I’ve been drink faced and nut punted by her type. Rebel will bounce back, he’s a trooper.
(‘The World Is Not Enough’ by Garbage plays as Valiant makes her way out of the ring holding her head high and laughing about destroying Rebel. Meanwhile paramedics rush down to aid the wounded Rebel. She walks up the ramp as many fans give her the finger, she looks down her nose at them until she gets to the stage.) Loser Leaves Town Hardcore Match Mason Daniels vs. Frisky D.
Rodz: Oh c’mon Toast, don’t you crrrryyyeeeeeyyyyyy tonnniiiiiggghhhhhttttt. There’s a heaven above you that will take your ugly ass.
Alpine: Hey Johnny, give the guy credit. He works the best he can with that handicap.
Rodz: Chill Frederico, I was just playin’. I meant he’s probably going to hell for scaring so many people to death.
Alpine: Knock it off Johnny. Up next we have one of the most hardcore forces to step foot in Phoenix Wrestling in Mason Daniels taking on an impressive rookie in Frisky D. Do you think Frisky is in over her head accepting this challenge?
Rodz: No, and I’ll tell you why. For as dangerous as Mason is, he also has the defensive abilities of a lemming. He just walks right into hard shots, not giving a fuck if his entire brain calcifies into one big CTE crystal.
Alpine: Well with rules like this, someone will be getting a pink slip tonight!(After getting a zipline camera view of the crowd, we head to the ring where Lenne Hardt awaits with her trademark super smile.)Hardt: The following contest is scheduled for one fall….and is a LOSER LEAVES TOWN HARDCORE MATCH!!!(Anyone who was getting a pissbreak or getting food is now scrambling to get back to the arena and the sound of ‘HARDCORE’. Shortly after we hear the beat for ‘Razor Blades and Steak Knives’ by Jarren Benton play, getting the crowd hyped for Frisky! As soon as the verse kicks in, Frisky bursts out of the curtains ready to go. She screams at the crowd, then starts repeating the lyrics to her song as she makes her way down to ringside.)Hardt: Making her way to the ring, weighing in tonight at 130 pounds…..FRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSKKKKKKKKKYYYYYYYYY DDIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGOOOOOOOO!!!!!Rodz: Oh that’s what the D stands for. Trippy show, watched it a couple times on shrooms.
Alpine: Yes Johnny that’s what it stands for. Frisky looks relaxed out there. If I were her I’d be on my toes.
Rodz: If I were her I’d be on big daddy Rodz’s….
Alpine: JOHNNY!!!(The crowd tries to keep up with her as she enters the ring and continues repeating the lyrics on the way to her corner. After a few back bounces against the ropes, she hunches on her knees and stares at the curtain, awaiting her opposition. Her theme silences, and is replaced by ‘This Is War’ by Ill Nino, bringing on the hatred from the crowd. Walking out first through the entrance is Crystal, who’s dressed in a very skimpy outfit consisting of a white tank top reading ‘MASON’S PROPERTY’, and daisy duke jean shorts. She gets whistles from the crowd as she holds her hands out like Vanna White for Mason. Shortly after Mason comes flying through the curtains with a long red case. He darts down Warrior style to the ring, causing Lenne to back up as she announces him.)Hardt: And her opponent, weighing in tonight at 220 pounds….he is the Dean of Extreme….MMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSOOOOOOONNNNNNNN DDDAAAAAAANNNNNNNIIIIIIEEEEEEELLLLLLLLSSSSSS!!!!!
Alpine: Mason wasting no time getting to the ring!
Rodz: He wants his last check badly, can’t blame the guy.
Alpine: Or to get this over with as soon as possible. I’m thinking that case he’s carrying might play a big part in it.
(Malik Demitrious hobbles over to check on the case, to which Mason stands in front of it. Malik wants to see it, but Mason shakes his head and says ring the bell. Not wanting to deal with anymore bullshit tonight, Malik rings for the bell.)DING DING DING!!!
(Right away Mason goes to his box of tricks, and Frisky is like ah hell no. She comes running out of the corner with a shotgun dropkick to the side of his head, knocking him to the outside to the fans’ cheers!! Crystal backs up in a screaming fit to get her man back in the game as he sits on the outside disorientated. Frisky hunches on her knees, waiting for him to come to a stand. The minute he does Frisky does a baseball slide into a headscissors takedown, sending him forehead first into the guardrail! Mason’s forehead slams down with a loud CLANG, with a trickle of blood right after. Mason drops to the mat, leaving Crystal screaming in a panic. The front row is rabid at this point, with a couple fans getting a “FUCK HIM UP FRISKY FUCK HIM UP CLAP CLAP” Frisky then takes a run at those fans, springs off the guardrail, and lands a somersault leg drop over the neck of Mason! Mason is looking out of it at this point, the blood starting to cover the left side of his face. Frisky goes to pin, but sees how bloody he is, cringes, and places her boot over his chest.)
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(And a kickout. Frisky stands up and pulls up Mason by his mohawk, then drives him back down to the mat with a running bulldog into the aisleway!! “OHHH!!!”s from the crowd as the camera gets an upclose shot of Mason’s bloody face breathing heavy.)
Rodz: Damn Mason is getting his ass KICKED!!!
Alpine: He agreed to these stipulations against a dangerous rookie who knows how to use her environment to her advantage.(Frisky grabs that crusty mohawk again, picking up Mason and going for a headlock. Meanwhile Crystal is looking under the apron for a weapon. Frisky then hooks Mason, spins off the guardrail, and plants him with a tornado DDT to the outer mat!! Crystal retrieves what she was looking for, a crystal vase of all things. Just as Frisky gets to her feet, Crystal comes running from behind and smashes the crystal over the back of Frisky’s head! “OHHHH!!!”s and boos from the crowd as Crystal holds her hands out over Frisky saying “BITCH WHAT?!” Frisky grimaces on the outer mat, feeling that hard shot as now her and Mason are recovering on the ground. Crystal races over to her man and helps him up, giving him words of encouragement as he is completely crimson masked and looking out of it. She yells at him and points at Frisky, who is rolling over to her side and using the guardrail to stand. As soon as Frisky stands to look his way, Mason catches her off guard with a solid spear into the guardrail! “OHHHH!!!”s from the crowd as the guardrail is scooted back several feet, leaving Frisky crumbling to her knees, then all fours. She places a hand to her spine as Mason zombie drags himself to his ring corner. Immediately he goes for the long case, unlatching the three latches on top. He then opens the top of the case, and reaches in. What he pulls out is a double sided battle axe, which brings a white smile to that dripping red face.)Alpine: He has to be joking. That’s gotta be a prop axe.
Rodz: I dunno Fred. I saw the reflection of the lights off the blade.
Alpine: What a sick bastard.(Mason limps himself over to Frisky as she’s coming to a stand, and immediately her eyes pop out of her head at this man about to attack her with an axe. Frisky ducks a swinging shot, then another. Protective parents are covering their children’s eyes, and the arena is on their feet! Mason screams at her as he hacks away, missing three shots. He however graces her with a swipe to the leg, causing a tear mark on her jeans. She grimaces and does a baseball slide against his next attempt, stops midway because of the friction of the outer mat, and decides to make the most of it with a nut punch! “OHHHH!!!”s from the crowd as Mason screams, but somehow he Coach Buzzkills it and powers through the nut pain, delivering a downward strike aimed at Frisky’s head! Luckily she moves out of the way in time, leaving Mason’s axe lodged in the outer mat! Frisky makes the most of this opportunity as she backs up, then races at the guardrail next to Mason, springs off, and lands a devastating blockbuster on the outer mat!! That move gets a “FRIS-KY DIN-GO CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP” chant going from the crowd, but she has no time to cater to them as it’s now Crystal who is reaching in the red box of death. What she pulls out shocks quite a few ringside, a short blade sword! Crystal starts making her way towards Frisky with a sick grin on her face.)Alpine: An axe now a freaking sword?! This is getting out of control, Malik needs to do something!!
Rodz: Hardcore rules Alpo. After the night that Malik has had had tonight, you know he is looking forward to getting a good foot rub and peg leg greasing.
Alpine: He’s got to be exhausted from all the hopping he’s done tonight. (Frisky starts backing up, but she looks behind her to see Mason recovering with his eyes on that lodged battle axe. With nowhere to run, Frisky gets creative. She springs over the guardrail just as Crystal’s blade clangs against the top of the steel. Fans clear the hell out of the first three rows with looks of fear and excitement on their face. Frisky waves them on to come into the crowd with those weapons. Crystal waves her on in response, so Frisky shrugs and says okay. She then races at the guardrail, leaving Crystal swinging again. But it’s to her detriment as Frisky low dropkicks the barrier into her knees, sending her flying back with her weapon as well! The sword clatters to the outer mat as Crystal grabs her banged up knees. Mason looks at her, screams, then looks at Frisky like he wants to behead her. Frisky responds by smiling and running at Mason with a springboard off the guardrail! However the guardrail is off balance from the dropkick earlier, leaving Frisky biffing a few inches from her target! Frisky crashes and burns right in front of Mason, getting a small amount of “YOU FUCKED UP!!” chants. Mason doesn’t waste time as he goes to the apron, zombie pulls himself onto it, then he ascends the nearest turnbuckle. After wavering a few seconds on the top rope from his blood loss, Mason flies off with a frog splash! But quick as lightning Frisky springs up in time, snatches his head on the way down, and nails the Spanish Inquisition!! Frisky goes for the cover!!)
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WINNER: Frisky D. via PINFALL @ 9 minutes, 13 seconds.Alpine: Frisky overcame some of the most violent weapons I’ve ever seen used in a hardcore match to come out victorious!
Rodz: But ya know what even stings more than that? She beat Mason at his own game. Ooooohhhh got him good. Real good.
Alpine: Can we get this psychopath in handcuffs now please? Thank you.
Rodz: He’s like a way better version of Chris Chaos if that means anything. Dude’s a warrior, can’t deny that.(Mason looks around as the match concluded. He crawls, looking around as he suddenly has it in his sights. You could tell because his smile went wide and bright. He grabs ahold of the only weapon he never touched during the match. That was a...)Alpine: Oh god! I know he’s not trying to reach for that chainsaw!Rodz: Look like this is about to be titled the ‘Vegas Chainsaw Massacre’. Mason got that damn Chainsaw in his grasp.(The chainsaw sat, just waiting to be used and Mason was not about to waste the opportunity. He managed to get it started as he revved it up some. Gas fumes spewing from the back of it as the crowd was ‘antsy’, unsure of what Mason was about to commit to. Mason slides his way back into the ring as he looks at the recovering Frisky D, who was probably not aware of what the hell was about to happen, even if hearing that noise.)Alpine: MOVE!!!Rodz: Yeah, as if she can hear you in a dazed state. It’s about to be a bloodbath!(He eases on, closing in on the distance between her and him. Revving up some more, he brought the saw down, looking to dice right into her but the strong tug of one, Crystal saved what would’ve been a bloody sight.)Alpine: Wheeeeww! Thank god for Crystal. Never thought I’d be the one thanking her.Rodz: Crystal is in a sense a lifesaver to Frisky D right now.(Mason turned, wielding that Chainsaw as he turned and as he did, the teeths of the chainsaw blade caught the arm of Crystal, grazing it at best but it was enough to cause some splatter of blood. Crystal immediately began freaking out, shaking her head as she looked at the wound as she looked back at Mason in horror. Mason dropped the saw as he was freaking out as well, hating himself, disgust even but none of it was going to help anything as things were hectic.)Alpine: I...I just think I threw up a little inside.Rodz: Well don’t spew that shit on me, Alpine. I just bought this suit!Alpine: Mason just slashed that damn chainsaw against Crystal’s arm. Lucky as hell he didn’t saw it through.Rodz: Look like Mason is about to get some company, and not the good kind either.(Police came rushing down the ramp as they surrounded the ring. A few went in, immediately putting Mason under arrest with handcuffs. Paramedics followed, entering the ring to help out Crystal as it was silent. The cops got Mason under their control and escorted him out of the ring.)Alpine: I hope Crystal recovers alright.Rodz: She just got grazed Alpine, not completely sawed through. She’ll be fine. Mason on the other hand, he’s going to the pound. Better use that one-call for his lawyer.(Things take a leave of absence from ringside as it takes a brief commercial break.) Get your bikini body rocking, turn to Tifficorp! for all your fun in the sun needs, including our brand new ThinkThinner! Tifficorp! Nutrition Shakes!
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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Jul 21, 2017 3:50:21 GMT
(Backstage, The Collective are seen eating eating some old-fashioned popcorn as they were sitting back and watching the show from their spot in the Palace somewhere. Somewhere far from the chaos that was ensuing as they seemingly enjoyed it from afar.)Tony Tira: What a psycho!Geno Fortliti: That poor excuse of a man surely is. Mason just tried to commit murder.Frankie Starlight: All I’ll say gentlemen, let’s just hope he doesn’t drop the soap!(All three began chuckling off that comment of Frankie’s as Tony and Geno shook their head. They passed along the bowl of popcorn as it landed in the hands of Frankie. Geno and Tony wiped their hands free of the slight butter as their attention turned to the camera while Frankie munched on the popcorn.)Geno Fortliti: Been a crazy showcase tonight so far, hasn’t it? Me and Tony might not be committing first-degree murder, but you can bet we’re sure going to beat the living shit out of Faith and Leih..Leah...Leon--Tony Tira: Leoncio!Geno Fortliti: Right, Faith and Leoncio. They are going down in a blaze of defeat!Frankie Starlight: And I...I’m going to do my best to get a souvenir from that little bitch tonight!(Geno looked over at Frank)Geno Fortliti: Just as long as you don’t get us DQ’d brother, it’s all good in my book, Frankie!(While they were busy making their statement, the door to the room slowly opened up as a Staffer stuck his head in.)Staff: Guys, you got five minutes!(Obviously the trio didn’t take kind to the interference of the Staffer at this time as Frankie boo’d him before Tony grabs the bowl out of Frankie’s possession and hurls it right at the Staffer’s head, striking it right on the money. The door immediately closed as you could hear the ounce of pain felt by that dead-on shot from Tony. Geno and Frankie began laughing hysterically at that. The cameras faded as things picked back up with the sightings of both Faith and Leoncio prepping for their match tonight.)Faith: Tonight, it is important for us to take these three out. It is no question that The Collective have been a ‘collective’ pain in the damn ass for me. I plan on dealing with them tonight, Leoncio.(Leoncio nodded his head.)Faith: If Frankie tries anything funny, he’ll go missing his WHOLE front row!(Faith gives Leoncio a gripping high-five.)Leoncio DeSoto: Damn, you really are one badddddd mamacita!(Faith gives Leoncio a look as she rolled her eyes before walking off for the match.)
The Collective(Tony Tira and Geno ‘Forklift’ Fortliti) w/Frankie Starlight vs. Faith and Leoncio De Soto
Rodz: I swear this pretty little blonde is one of the most twisted little bitches I’ve met in a long time. That said, she very well has the capabilities to cave in Frankie’s skull.
Alpine: Knowing Frankie, I don’t think he cares. I just hope the Collective can do their job and keep this a fair fight.
Rodz: Fair fight and Collective do not go together. They’re a gang Freddy, recognize.
Alpine: Wishful thinking I guess.(The sun sets in the background as we see Lenne Hardt ready to announce the next contest. She smiles out to the still hot crowd and takes a deep breath.)
Hardt: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is a tag team match!!!(Cheers from the crowd as a strange mash up of ‘Monster’ by Stitched Up Heart and ‘Maybe I’m A Lion’ by Songe plays over the sound system. Out through the curtains emerges Faith first, then Leonicio De Soto. Leonicio plays to the crowd a bit, slapping a few fan hands on the way to ringside as Faith is all business.)Hardt: Making their way to the ring at a combined weight of 315 pounds, the team of FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHH AND LEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOONNNNNIIIIICCCCCCIIOOOOO DEEEEE SOOOOOOOTTTTTTTTOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Alpine: Faith looks quite angry on her walk down to the ring.
Rodz: You can’t blame her, that mash up theme song is god awful.
Alpine: Very rarely do mash ups work out well Johnny. (Leo pops for Hardt screaming his name before run sliding into the ring. Faith decides to take the steps and swing through the ropes. Faith goes to her corner as Leonicio goes to the ropes and stands on them with a posing fist for the popping crowd. Faith waves him down off the ropes so they can discuss strategy, to which Leonicio drops down and the two do so. Their theme comes to an end, and we hear what sounds like microphone static.)Voice: This one’s for you Faith.(The crowd looks to the curtains. The instrumental track for ‘Nice Work If You Can Get It’ by Frank Sinatra plays, and out through the curtains steps Frankie Starlight. He gives Faith a big smile, showing off his missing tooth. Geno and Tony follow behind, looking tough and ready to fight.)Beatin’ ya ass tonight
'neath a sunny sky
These teeth ya can come and get it
And you can fail if you try
Trollin’ on this dumb girl
Sighin' sigh after sigh
These teeth ya can come and get it
And you can fail if you try
Just imagine someone
Waiting at ya locker room door
Where fists smash you for fun
Who could ask for anything more?
Hating ones who hate you
And then takin' that vow
These teeth ya can come and get it
And you can…(Before Frankie can finish, Faith and Leonicio race at the ropes and dive at the Collective with double no hands tope con hilos!! The two crash on top of the group and topple them, the crowd loving every minute of it! Faith and Leo pick themselves up from the wreckage, then slide into the ring. However Frankie prevents Faith from getting her other leg in, having taken the least amount of damage from the crash. He yanks hard on Faith’s leg, sending her belly flopping to the floor! Geno and Tony get up shortly after and start to stomp Faith down with Frankie, the group getting a gang stomp going on her! Leonicio goes to interfere, but offcial Oz Oxford steps in first and points at Frankie.)Oz Oxford Jr.: YOU!!! OUT OF HERE!!!(Frankie looks up and says “what?!” to which Oz repeats what he said. Frankie rolls his eyes and walks away from ringside cussing to himself. The fans are loving it as Frankie gets booted, leaving an angry Geno and Tony to slide into the ring.)DING DING DING!!Alpine: Well we didn’t get introductions for the Collective, but it should be known who these meatheads are by now!
Rodz: For those not in the know, they’re three italian mobsters who don’t take shit from anyone.(It’s a fight as soon as Tony and Geno stand, leaving Faith driving a spinning solebutt to the stomach of Tony, sending him backpedaling to the corner! Leo ducks a big standing lariat from Geno, runs to the ropes and springs, coming back with a springboard front dropkick which knocks Geno to the opposite corner of the ring! With Tony and Geno cornered, Faith and Leo look out to the cheering crowd, then run to the opposite corners! Leo nails a big leaping enziguri on Tony, and Faith nails A Beautiful Death on Geno!! “OHHH!!!!”s ring out from the simultaneous shots, followed by some floor stomping to rally Faith and Leo on. Tony slumps down in his corner and grabs his sore head as Geno sputters out of the corners for a few steps, then teeters and falls to the mat. Meanwhile Oz Oxford Jr. is doing his best to establish order in the ring as he sends Faith to her team’s corner. Geno rolls to the outside, clearly having his bell rung from Faith’s devastating kick. He drags himself to his corner using the ring apron as Tony starts to pick himself up, only to see Leo running right at him! Before he can do anything Leo has him flipped up and over with a jumping triangle choke! Leo cranks on the hold, leaving Tony in a tough situation in the middle of the ring!)Alpine: Geno suffered a huge kick to the head right off the bat, and is looking quite out of it. Tony is now in danger of being put to sleep. Not a good start for Collective.
Rodz: They’re slow starters Freddy, have Faith. These thugs were raised on the streets. Trust me, they can give a beating and receive.(Being he’s still somewhat fresh, Tony is able to roll up and use his knees to help prop himself in a front mount as Leo dangles. With a rush of strength Tony screams, picks up Leo, then running powerbombs the back of his head off the turnbuckle pads!! “OHHH!!!”s from the audience as Tony follows up by pounding down Leo in the corner! He takes hard body shots to the ribs and stomach which cause him to cover up!! Faith tries to enter the ring to stop him, but Oz is on it and prevents her from interfering. In a stroke of good luck, Leo is able to sneak in an eye poke, causing Tony to back off and rub his eye. He then flips up his eye patch and screams at Tony.)Leo: GUESS WHAT?!(Tony sees the perfectly healthy eye residing under the eye patch and that enrages him. He goes to punch Leo but Leo is a little quicker, landing a boot to the stomach followed by a float over neckbreaker!! “OHHH!!”s from the crowd as Tony hits the mat and Leo makes his way over to his corner. He tags in an anxious Faith who can’t wait to unload on Tira. She leaps in the air and goes for a huge flying stomp! Luckily it grazes Tony’s jaw and immediately causes him to latch onto her leg.)Alpine: A quick tag from Leo brings in Faith who already looks like she wants to decapitate Tony.
Rodz: I think Faith takes things a little too seriously. If anyone ever needed to smoke a shit ton of weed it’s her.(She goes to yank her leg loose, but Tony uses it to pull himself up to a crouch. Faith tries to capitalize on that position by getting a low plum clinch on Tony’s head, then she fires off a solid strike that nails an unprepared Tony in the cheek! She then goes for several more, getting the crowd on fire as she straightens up and fires off several more knees, all blocked though by Tony! He then trips her with a muay thai clinch, getting her to lose her balance and hit the mat. He then wipes the trickle of blood off his cheek, waves at her, and says “C’MON!!” Faith picks herself up with a smile and stands up to Geno waving her on with her hands raised. The two then start circling each other. Faith is the first to attempt with a low kick, which is evaded by Tony and countered with a jab to the chin. Faith shakes off the shot and the two continue circling. Faith fakes for a leg kick then drives a sharp muay thai kick to the midsection, getting Tony to wince and the “OHHH”s of the crowd. Faith then goes for another fake, this time a jab jab cross followed by a midsection kick to the other side. Tony is ready though, and he catches the leg, then follows up with a big uppercut! Faith falls to the canvas and the crowd is in shock, as is Tony!!)Alpine: Wow what an uppercut! Faith is on the mat and Tony looks shocked he even hit it!
Rodz: He shouldn’t, he’s a former amateur boxer. That said Faith better do something quick or Oz is gonna stop this!(Tony dives down into mount with Faith with a flying punch! Faith does proper head movement and avoids the shot, but still has a sweaty, bleeding italian on her ready to pummel. Tony tries to yank himself up to full mount but Faith has her arms locked around the back of his head and her legs around his torso, trying her best to immobilize him while she clears the cobwebs. Tony tries to buck out of the lock several times, but Faith holds on tight as she recovers. Tony decides it’s not worth the energy to expend and he rests in the hold, bringing Oz Oxford Jr. to do the appropriate thing and stand the competitors up. The audience applauds his decision as Faith looks a little wobbly, and is already turning a set of eyes to that waving hand of Leo’s. She goes to rush over to Leo with Tony in chase, but he’s not quick enough as Leo makes the the hot tag! Leo rushes in the ring with the mistake of throwing a big kick Tony’s way, only for Tony to counter with a hard left hook that sends Leo to the mat! With Leo down for the meantime, Tony makes his way over to his corner to tag in Geno. However Geno is still loopy from the kick earlier and needs more time to recuperate. Tony points at his partner angrily and shouts in his face.)
Tony: FINE! I’LL KNOCK BOTH OF EM’ OUT!!!
Alpine: I guess Faith really rung Geno’s bell earlier. What’s that you were saying about the Collective being able to give as well as receive Johnny?
Rodz: Oh c’mon Aflak, cut me a break. That was a dead on kick earlier that would’ve knocked a rhino out, yet Geno is here standing.
Alpine: Yeah, sure.
(Tony goes over to Leo on the mat and picks him up, hooking him in a clinch right off the bat. He picks Leo up in the clinch, and starts nailing him with periodic body shots, aiming for areas he doesn’t cover. However he takes too much time picking his shots, leaving Leo to maneuver him into a spot where he can capitalize. He moves his back to the ropes, then hooks Tony for what looks like a flying armbar! Tony tries to shake Leo off, and in the process takes out Oz Oxford Jr. with one of Leo’s boots!! “OHHHH!!!”s from the crowd as Oz hits the mat and grabs his head. Leo regains control and is able to take Tony and up over the top rope! In the process he loses the grip he had on the armbar and the two start brawling on the outside! Tony says something sarcastic to Geno, who says fuck it and does a running apron dropkick on Faith as she leaves her corner to help out Leo!! The crowd is hot for the move as Faith goes flying back first into a guardrail! Geno then picks himself up, screams, and nails a running big boot that knocks Faith over the guardrail and into the crowd’s lap!!)Alpine: With Oz down and out it’s chaos out there!!!
Rodz: Just the way I like it!!(Tony and Leo start brawling up the ramp, with Tony starting to get the better of Leo. Leo however catches him on a superman punch and drop toe holds him to the ramp, causing him to smack that cut off the steel grating! Leo gestures over Tony and plays to the crowd, but it’s to his detriment as the cameraman behind him smashes a Phoenix camera over the back of his head! Leo crumbles to the ramp, leaving a smiling Frankie Starlight in a staff outfit looking down at Leo. Tony tries to shoo him away so he doesn’t get caught, but he’s too late. Oz Oxford Jr. sees the whole thing go down as he comes to. He pushes his way to his feet and signals for the bell, ruling this a disqualification.)DING DING DING!!!WINNER: Faith and Leonicio De Soto via DISQUALIFICATION @ 10 minutes, 19 seconds.
Alpine: So much for that plan. I guess the term ‘wise guys’ doesn’t really fit them.
Rodz: Tony should’ve swung at Oz Jr. harder with Leo’s boot. Oz is an experienced bump taker by now.
Alpine: Faith and Leo gain the victory tonight, but I don’t think this is the last we’ve seen of these teams going at it.
Rodz: Faith is going to have to paralyze these guys to get rid of them. She just has to face the facts.
(The pair don’t get long to celebrate their win as Tony and Geno attack Leoncio. He does his best to fend them off but finally Tony takes a chair to him and lays him out as Faith scrambles out of the crowd from that big kick from Geno to try to help her partner. They overwhelm her too but instead of pasting her with the chair they forcefully sit her in it and work to hold her still as Frankie Starlight pulls out an object from beneath the apron. He holds up a large pair of plumber’s pliers and takes a microphone out of his jacket with the other hand, brandishing the pliers at the glaring Faith.)Frankie Starlight: Well you know Faith, since you took one of my teeth, it’s only fair that I getta take some of yours!(Geno forces her mouth open, but has to loosen his grip on her arm to do so. The fans are booing heavily as Frankie starts to put the pliers into her mouth but suddenly Faith breaks free from Geno’s grip and low blows him! She then yanks free of Tony and yanks forward bringing his head to collide with Geno’s! She grabs Leoncio’s arm and drags him up the ramp too, helping him as he recovers to get up the ramp and away from the pained men on the outside. Frankie writhing around on the outer mat and still has his microphone and yelps into it.)Frankie Starlight: IT’S ONLY A MATTA OF TIME!!!(The cameras go to the back as Faith and Leoncio make their way to safety.)Sophie El: What will happen to Aurora tonight?Sophie El: What will happen to the dear sweet woman who I idolize so much?(A dinner table for one, with a plate covered up from public eye. Sophie El appears from the shadows of the dimly illuminated room. She rests her hands onto the edge, teasing the reveal of what's underneath the shining cover. She begins to rattle her fingers on it. Allowing the tension to reach its peak, Sophie continues to speak.)Sophie El: Perhaps she will win. That is what people would enjoy.(She started to unveil what was underneath.)Sophie El: Maybe I will win, wouldn't that be nice too?(It was a heart, already partly consumed.)Sophie El: Maybe I'll consume her...I think that'd be the best outcome.(The cameras cut away after focusing on the heart, coming back to find Aurora herself sitting on a railing overlooking the passways below, idly twirling a strand of hair that had come free of her tight braid. Her boots were tapping to the music she's listening to, and she looks up from under her dark, dark lashes at the approaching camera. For an instant her amazing green eyes seem a darker hue, though her lips curve to a smile.)Aurora: Here we are. This is better, isn't it? Before, I have to admit that I felt... uncertain. I understand if some might find such an admission shocking, but at the end of the day some of us are more human than others. I was thrust into an environment and style that was never one that I embraced before, and... it was a strange thing. To feel uncertain, in a place where I am usually so at home.(She smiles slightly, pushing off with her hips to land lightly on the carpet of the walkway, and she reaches up to remove the earbuds and tuck them away in her entrance coat's pocket.)Aurora: There is no title on the line here tonight. But there will be a match that is conducted as if it were. It matters to me, dearie. My pretty Sophie. It matters to me, that you get the best me that I can give you. I'll see you soon.(She blows a kiss at the camera and saunters away.)Aurora vs. Sophie El II
Alpine: Here we have two of the biggest names in pro wrestling going at it. In one corner you have a former PW World Champion and current half of the Duos Champions, Aurora. In the other, you have a fierce, top tier competitor who is on the front cover of the newest HKW 2K17 game.
Rodz: Well there’s a difference between front covering a game and being able to compete against Aurora. This woman is damn near unstoppable.
Alpine: I won’t deny her dominance, but Sophie is determined to defeat her mentor. One thing Sophie wasn’t able to use in their last match was that incredible strength of hers, yet she still took PW’s diamond to a decision.
Rodz: What, that little thing? Please, Aurora will ragdoll her.
Alpine: Oh Johnny, you are in for a treat.(The sun has almost dipped behind the mountains, setting an orange/purplish hue over the sky. A cool breeze comes in, ruffling Lenne Hardt’s blue gown as she prepares to scream her head off.)Hardt: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!!(‘Machine Gun’ by Portishead blares over the sound system, instantly bringing in a loud mixed reaction from the crowd. On the PhoenixTron we see Sophie blowing kisses to the camera dressed as Marilyn Monroe before the young lady makes her way out through the curtains. Blue sparklers go off near her feet, causing her to blow out a thick cloud of smoke from her nose as it clears. She rolls her neck and saunters to ringside, not paying the fans any attention on her way to the ring.)Hardt: Making her way to the ring, weighing in at 153 pounds, she the Undying….SOOOOOOPPPPPPPHHHHHHIIIIIIIEEEEEEE ELLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!
Alpine: This is a dream match for a lot of people Johnny. Two of the most athletic women in the sport today going at it in a wrestling match for the first time.
Rodz: I’m sorry, but I just don’t see how this Sailor Moon cosplaying chick is a powerhouse. Granted she’s got some arms on her, but she’s not big like Chie Todonori.
Alpine: Whatever happened to her?
Rodz: Last I heard she’s selling out casino shows all around Japan.
Alpine: Good for her.(Sophie makes her way to the ring, takes the steps, then steps through the middle rope and enters under a blue spotlight. She takes a moment to sneer and the mixed reacting crowd before making her way to her corner and resting back. She stares at the curtain, awaiting her mentor as her theme silences. It’s replaced with ‘Cold’ by Static X shortly after, bringing on a ton of cheers for Aurora as strobe lights flicker at the entranceway. Out through the curtains emerges Aurora, sans Duos titles as she holds her hands out and smiles at Sophie through the flicker show. A purple spotlight shines down on Aurora as she makes her way to ringside, never leaving eye contact with Sophie.)Hardt: And her opponent, weighing in at 145 pounds...she is the Queen of the Crossroads….the former World Champion, Rebirth Champion, and current one half of the Duos Championships….AAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUURRRRRRROOOOOOORRRRRRRRAAAAAAAA!!!!Alpine: As much as these two like each other, you can see the competitive fire burning in both competitors. Neither one wants to lose this match tonight.
Rodz: I swear Freddy if Sophie doesn’t live up to the hype I get to kick you in the balls.
Alpine: Deal.(Aurora makes her way to the ring, focusing purely on Sophie as she ascends the steps and steps through the ropes. Oz Oxford Jr. doesn’t even bother with a pat down as he knows these two women are friends. Aurora breaks the eye contact to raise a fist to the crowd and scream, getting some cheers for doing so. She then goes right back to the smiling staredown, which brings Sophie out of her corner. Oz looks ready to step in, but those concerns are washed away as the two hug. With the hug out of the way, Oz sends them to their corners as ‘Cold’ by Static X fades. The ring lights come back on and Oz Oxford Jr. rings for the bell.)
DING DING DING!!!
(Aurora and Sophie get within striking distance of each other and start to circle. Sophie’s eyes are scanning Aurora, looking for any opening for her to capitalize. Sophie snatches for a leg, Aurora draws back with a grin. Aurora goes for a push kick to gain some distance, to which Sophie promptly grabs and leaves Aurora in hop mode! She retreats to the corner on one leg, then raises her hands up. Like the friend she is, Sophie sets down her leg and backs away from the corner with a grin. Aurora shakes out her wrist and the two lock up, with Sophie immediately showing off that power. She shoves Aurora right back to the corner, and then lowers her body for some lunging shoulder blocks to the ribs. However on the first attempt Aurora hops over for a sunset flip, bringing Sophie down but she flips up and over to her feet, waving on Aurora! The audience appreciates the gesture as Aurora nods her head and the two begin a circle again. Once again they clash, this time Sophie quickly going for an overhead arm drag! Aurora flies through the air but lands on her feet, getting Sophie to shake her head with a grin as the two start circling again.)Alpine: So far these two are definitely trying not to make an early on mistake.
Rodz: Well that and they’re showboating too much and playing pattycake. I WANNA SEE THESE BITCHES FIGHT!!
Alpine: Patience Johnny, patience.(Sophie goes for a lock up only for Aurora to swivel around and take her back. Aurora tucks Sophie’s head under her armpit and prepares for a reverse DDT, but gets that plan thrown out of the window as Sophie shows off her amazing strength and lifts Aurora from a limbo position and leaves her dangling over her shoulder! “WOOOOOAHHHH”s from the crowd as Sophie runs with Aurora on her shoulder for an avalanche slam, but Aurora slips out the back and pushes Sophie into the corner! Sophie hits the pads, turns around, and nearly gets decapitated with a bicycle kick! However Aurora only grazes the cheek of her mark, leaving Sophie opportunity to snatch that leg close to Aurora’s head, pivot out, then toss Aurora backward with a capture suplex!! “OHHHH!!”s from the crowd as Aurora lands on her upper back and cringes on the mat. Nonetheless she forces herself to her feet to meet a hungry Sophie coming after her. Sophie goes for a lock up only for Aurora to catch her with a boot the stomach, followed by a rope assisted tornado DDT!!! Cheers from the crowd as Aurora pushes up to her feet and rounds the recovering Sophie.)Alpine: Aurora is back in the driver’s seat with that tornado DDT, but as you can see Sophie isn’t really affected by it!
Rodz: Hey, I’m just glad to see these two pressing the action. Just because you’re friends doesn’t mean that you can’t beat the shit out of each other.
(Aurora runs at Sophie from behind, aiming for a Reversal of Fortune! She goes to frankenstein Sophie backward, but Sophie counters by pushing her back to a corner and using the ropes to keep from going over. In an impressive feat of strength, Sophie pulls on Aurora’s legs, forcing her body up and over and right down into a big wheelbarrow facebuster!! “HOLY SHIT!!!”s from the crowd as Aurora face plants on the canvas, and Sophie goes for the pin!!)
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(And a kickout. Aurora cringes from having her whole upper torso plastered on the canvas, and Sophie is on it as she picks up Aurora. She softens Aurora up with some fists to the gut, then picks her up, carries her around for a little bit, then plants her with a spinning spinebuster in the center of the ring!! “OHHHH!!!”s from the crowd as Aurora hits the mat, really favoring that sore upper back now. Sophie does not help her with that issue as she deadlifts the recovering Aurora off the mat and slings her right back on that damaged upper back with a release german suplex!!! Aurora rolls to the outside, using the apron to stand as she is in a great deal of pain.)Alpine: Are you convinced of Sophie’s power yet Johnny?
Rodz: Eh, anyone can nail a string of power moves in a row. Now if she can do that all match? I might be impressed by this Sailor Moon dressing weirdo.(Sophie is a gentlewoman and allows Aurora a chance to recover on the outside of the ring. Oz starts a count as Aurora gets a breather.)
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(Aurora makes it into the ring and pushes her way up to her feet with a cringe. Sophie bounces on the balls of her feet, feeling confident in her destruction of Aurora. The two lock up but Aurora is quick to catch the wrist this time and twist, going for the Carpathian Cross! Sophie however is able to counter and twist out, then throw a big standing lariat Aurora’s way! Aurora ducks the lariat, leaps in the air, and lands a flying snap neckbreaker on Sophie! Before she can recover Aurora locks on armbar, cranking it back as the ref checks with Sophie. So far she’s doing just fine, but Aurora is keeping her immobilized to the mat. Sophie tries to roll over to catch her hand, but every time she does Aurora slaps her hand away as she knows what’s going to happen if she gets a grip. So instead Sophie maneuvers herself to the nearest ropes, breaking the sub attempt with a leg to the bottom rope. Aurora breaks immediately, and the two come to a stand. Aurora tries to pick up Sophie, but that’s to her detriment as Sophie grabs her and tosses her to the ropes and attempts the Death Dealer. Aurora ducks and keeps running, hits the opposite ropes, aims for the Ghostly Kiss DDT, gets thrown off before she can drop, lands on her feet, then hits the mat as Sophie hits the Death Dealer!! Cheers from the crowd as both women lay on the mat, the crowd getting a stomp going to revive them.)Alpine: Try as hard as she might, Aurora just isn’t having her usual DDT success tonight!
Rodz: I’m thinking Sophie’s been greasing. That’s the only explanation for her shrugging off most of her attempts.
Alpine: Sure, it has nothing to do with her incredible strength. You just hate admitting when you’re wrong, do you?
Rodz: I wait to see a full match of a new arrival before I judge, unlike you Alkaloid.(Sophie pushes up to her feet first and grabs Aurora by the head. She hooks Aurora for a belly to belly, then throws her all the way across the ring!!! “HOLY SHIT!!!”s from the crowd as Aurora nearly slides out of the ring from the impact. The Queen of the Crossroads looks to be in a great deal of pain and breathing heavy as Sophie approaches her, going for her head again. This time she scoops Aurora into her lap and picks her up for an Around The World! She spins Aurora around for eight revolutions, the crowd going “WHOOOAAA WHOOOOAAA” with each revolution. Sophie then crushes Aurora to the mat in a sitout powerbomb and goes for the pin!!)
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(Aurora gets that shoulder up at the last half second, grimacing and breathing heavily as Sophie is relentlessly targeting her upper back. Sophie this time drags Aurora up by her back, but Aurora isn’t about to suplexed again. In her pain wracked state she starts slamming back elbows into Sophie’s face, knocking her back to the ropes, and giving Aurora time to plant a bicycle kick in Sophie’s face!!! “OHHHH!!!”s from the crowd as Sophie holds onto the ropes to stand and Aurora raises her arms to the crowd. That moment of playing to the crowd bites her though as Sophie runs forward, ducks a high kick from Aurora, and Bullrushes her through the second rope!! “OHHHH!!!”s from the crowd as the ringside fans rise to get a good look at Aurora and Sophie on the outside.)Alpine: What a tackle from Sophie! Just as Aurora was able to fight back, Sophie finds a way to neutralize Aurora!!
Rodz: Aurora ain’t out of the game yet Freddy. They’re both on the outside and one of them can easily be counted out under the right circumstances.
(Oz Oxford Jr. starts the count as the two women recover on the outside. Fans root on Aurora ringside as Sophie is the first to get to her feet. She picks up the sore Aurora and throws her at the guardrail, but Aurora still has enough in her to spring off, and catch Sophie with an asai moonsault that catches Aurora’s boot on her forehead!! “OHHH!!!”s from the crowd as Sophie goes down, but isn’t content to stay down as she muscles her way up to her feet, causing Aurora to back up. Aurora looks up in time to hear Oz Oxford Jr. say “7!!!” and she does the wise thing of leaping into the ring. Sophie however is able to catch a leg and drag Aurora out, faceplanting her on the outer mat!!! Aurora breaks the count but is in trouble as Sophie picks her up. Surprisingly Aurora catches her off guard by ramming Sophie’s back into the guardrail behind her, then she unloads with five stiff forearms! Sophie swings for a big punch after that, but Aurora catches Sophie with a boot first and nails the To Be Named on the outer mat!! “OHHHH!!!!”s from the crowd as Sophie’s skull smacks off the outer mat, and for once in the match Sophie is down. With Sophie temporarily incapacitated, Aurora looks to the top rope and smiles, bringing on the cheers of the fans. She rolls into the ring, breaking the count once again before ascending the top turnbuckle.)Alpine: Aurora, whatever you’re thinking about doing think twice about it.
Rodz: FUCK HER UP AURORA FUCK HER UP *CLAP CLAP*(Aurora steadies herself on the top rope, looking down at Sophie El as she recovers from the To Be Named. Everyone is standing, cellphones aimed at what they’re about to witness. Just as Sophie comes to a stand, Aurora leaps off the top rope in a perfect shooting star DDT, and comes down with a beautiful Ruger Special on the outer mat!! Chants of “HOLY SHIT!!!” fill the arena as the two women lay on the outside next to each other. Aurora with a huge smile on her face, Sophie looking on the verge of losing consciousness.)Alpine: SHE HIT IT!!! SHE HIT THE RUGER SPECIAL!!! THE FIRST TIME EVER IN PW HISTORY!!!
Rodz: STOP FARTING AROUND AURORA AND PIN THAT CRAZY BITCH!!(The chants are still strong as ever as the crowd is alive from that amazing move. Aurora picks herself up, and once again breaks Oz’s count, this time at “8”. Aurora looks out for a second, wondering if it would be worth it to just get the countout victory and walk away. Aurora won’t have that and she goes back to the outside and retrieves Sophie. She tosses the deadweight Sophie into the ring and goes for the hook leg pin as the crowd counts along!!)
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(Just as Oz’s hand is about to hit the mat he notices that Sophie’s leg is barely draped over the bottom rope. Nonetheless, it’s a break. Aurora looks down at Sophie wide eyed, tugging on a lock of black and blue hair as she wonders just what in the hell she has to do to put down Sophie.)
Alpine: Even after using a never before seen move on Sophie, Aurora still can’t put her away!!! This is madness!!
Rodz: Or heavy steroid use. Take your pick.(That look of madness is on Aurora’s face as she grimaces at her good friend. Not wasting time, she locks Sophie in the EVP!! The exhausted Sophie looks to be easy pickings for Aurora as she locks the move in place, Oz Oxford Jr. hovering over her for the tap. But something unusual happens...Sophie’s eyes become wide and she starts freaking out in the submission hold, her pnigophobia kicking in! Like a woman possessed, Sophie picks up Aurora from the move and drops her with a hooked powerbomb!!! “OHHHH!!!”s from the crowd as Sophie picks her up again, this time spinning her for an Around The World!! The crowd “WHOOOA WHOOOA”s with each revolution, leading to Sophie dropping on the seventh revolution into a powerbomb! Aurora however is still hanging on, refusing to give up on the hold!! Oz Oxford Jr. checks the hold and sees that Sophie is out, causing Aurora to quickly break the submission!!)
DING DING DING!!!
WINNER: Aurora via SUBMISSION @ 14 minutes, 03 seconds.
Alpine: I think Sophie may have knocked Aurora out with that last powerbomb, neither of the competitors are moving!!
Rodz: Wow. Steroids or not, Sophie is a fucking wrecking ball.
Alpine: So you’re finally gonna give the young woman credit?
Rodz: I guess. I still think she greased though.
(As Static-X plays in the background both competitors lie on the mat, clearly exhausted from their battle. Aurora wakes up first, followed by Sophie shortly after. Aurora moves to Sophie as she stands, simply looking at her for long moments, long enough that some of the fans get a little restless as they think back to some of her more chaotic responses, but she finally draws Sophie in for a hug, kissing her forehead as she releases her and stepping back, her hand coming to squeeze Sophie's firmly before she waves at the fans to cheer her. The cameras cut away then as the show goes to commercial.)(The sight of Richard Roque was at a lowered visual as he went up and down in the form of pushups that varied with both hands and just on one. Doing several times before popping up to his feet, he rolled his neck before flashing a smile.)Richard Roque: If you’ve been with me since the beginning, then you’ve have enjoyed the fruitful benefits my workout has given you. For those that are probably sitting back, stuffing slices of pizza down their throat and garnishing with beer while they watch Under The Coliseum Lights on PPV will see tomorrow morning they will probably not fit in their pants anymore.(Roque points out his index finger.)Richard Roque: No worries, Roque Total Body Fitness got you! For a special price of $33.99 for 3 months, you can work your way back to a fit core with my new Ab and Torso, the “Ab-Roquer”. In less than a month, you’ll be able to shimmy into those favorite jeans and you can thank me! When you order, place in the code “RR30OFF” to initiate that special price!(Roque smiles.)Richard Roque: Using all of my equipment will one day make yourself look like this...(Roque turns and flexes his pecs as his upper body is showcased before fading out.)
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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Jul 21, 2017 3:52:37 GMT
(As the cameras come back from a commercial break the camera follows a path down a dark hallway that opens up into a fairly open area where odds and ends wind up. Amongst the boxes of coiled cables and replacement light sockets is the lean and dangerous form of Masaru Inoue. Hanging before him is a heavy bag and he bobs and weaves around it, hitting it with precise and sinister strikes as he warms up for his match ahead. His owl Olly watches, settled on a crate not far away. The cameras then cut to find Finn Whelan, who sits on a bench and tapes his fists for his upcoming match, with precision and methodical perfection.)Finn Whelan: Here we are. Round two. I speak and you know, I get the feeling that none of you are truly listening. Round two, round three, round eighteen - Ana it doesn’t matter because we will find our way right here again. If I don’t take your title tonight? Rest assured that I will fight my way back up to face you again, and again and that you will eventually fall to me. That title you carry so very proudly - with good reason, mind you… that will be my title. It’s my focus, Ana. It’s my goal. You’re between me and what I will have, now, later, doesn’t matter. I will be the Rising Phoenix Champion.(He finishes up with the tape, flexes his fingers and makes his way out of the locker towards the outdoor arena.)#NewBirdOrder
#RisingPhoenix
#PaleWingedPasserine
#BirdIsTheWord
(The image of the eye, vivid and staring fades out and is replaced by the slim form of the current reigning and defending Rising Phoenix Champion. All geared up and ready for the match ahead of her, she stands in a spotlight and in her hands is her title belt. Ana lifts it up on high, silent, her expression resolved. The cameras cut away then to the ringside area where the crowd is getting hype waiting for the upcoming match.)Rising Phoenix Championship Anastasia Starling(c) vs. Finn Whelan II(We come back to the arena in time to see Finn Whelan step out of the curtains. Night is just starting to set in over the arena as ‘Everybody Sells Cocaine’ by Motionless in White plays. Finn Whelan steps out through the entranceway under a flickering red strobe spotlight to the crowd’s cheers. He gestures to them with a bow before making his way down to ringside.)
Hardt: The following contest is scheduled for one ten minute fall, and is a Rising Phoenix Championship match!!!
(Hardt pauses to let the crowd pop, then continues.)
Hardt: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 185 pounds, he is the Seattle Saint, FIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNN WHHHHHHHHHEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAANNNNN!!!!
Alpine: This is Finn’s second shot at the Rising Phoenix Championship, a belt he hopes to capitalize on this time.
Rodz: You know it’s gotta sting that his buddy Elena can beat Anastasia, but he can’t.
Alpine: Every good competitor should get a second chance, and Finn Whelan will get his tonight.
(Whelan slaps a few hands at ringside before grabbing on the bottom rope and pulling himself on the apron. He steps through the ropes and makes his way to his corner, getting a brief pat down from Oz Oxford Jr. He nods his head and bounces in his corner, clearly hyped for the match as his theme and the strobe lights fade. They’re then replaced by the silver and blue spotlights of the Songbird, her theme ‘Time’(Yelhigh! Remix) by Satellite Empire playing over the PA and getting the crowd on their feet! Heads turn to the entranceway, expecting Anastasia to come through the curtains. After thirty seconds of waiting, Finn steps up to the ropes with his arms spread out, curious to what the deal is. Then the big spotlight hits. A giant illuminated bird flying through the night sky. It fixes on what looks to be a big bird gliding through the air. As it comes closer to the arena though, it’s revealed to be Anastasia Starling, getting the crowd hyped!!)
Hardt: Making her way to the ring via hangglider is the champion! Weighing in at 117 pounds, she is the reigning, DEFENDING Rising Phoenix Champion….she is the SONGBIRD, AAAAANNNNNNNNAAAAAASSSSSSTTTTTTTAAAAAASSSSSSIIIIIIAAAAAA STTTTTTTAAAARRRRRLLLLLLLIIIIINNNNNNNNGGGGGG!!!!
Alpine: Here goes crazy Annie and her crazy entrances. This girl is a daredevil if I’ve ever seen it.
Rodz: Her urge to die makes for great entertainment, so who am I to intervene?
(Anastasia comes to a smooth land right inside the ring, landing just inches from Finn Whelan as he’s forced to move out of the way. She lands in the ring, tosses the hang glider aside, then smiles and waves enthusiastically at the adoring crowd!!! Her spotlight kills, as does her theme, bringing Anastasia to take her Rising Phoenix belt off her waist and pull out a microphone with her free hand from her ring outfit. Finn Whelan rolls his eyes with his hands on his hips, just wanting to fight.)
Anastasia: You know Finn, I came here with this big speech in mind. I was going to discuss my trials and tribulations, and all it really takes to be the champion I am today. But seeing as you’re rather itchy to fight, well, all I gotta say is…
(Deep breath.)
Anastasia: MINE!!!
(The crowd instinctively shouts it out with Anastasia as she shoves the belt in Finn’s face. After proper facing of the title, Anastasia hands the belt to Oz Oxford Jr. and disrobes out of her ringmaster jacket. Oz holds the title up high to the hard camera, bringing on a graphic that says ‘RISING PHOENIX CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH’. Oz then hands the belt to the timekeeper, checks with both competitors, and rings for the bell.)
DING DING DING!!!
Rodz: You know Freddy, I know I rail on Finn for being a beanpole, but I legit think this could be a hell of a match. Finn is the toughest stickman in the history of stick people.
Alpine: He is a very tough competitor and a more than capable opponent for Anastasia.
(The two round each other, both looking antsy as every second counts in a Rising Phoenix match. Finn Whelan goes for a lock up but Anastasia rounds the back and pushes him to the ropes. She goes for a moonsault dropkick to the back of the head but Finn holds onto the ropes, springs off, and hits Anastasia as she’s getting up with a springboard back elbow!! “OHHH!!”s from the crowd as Finn backs up, waiting for Anastasia to stand. As soon as she does Finn nails a dropkick to the back of the head, causing Anastasia to stumble through the ropes and to the floor! The ringside fans rise to their feet as Finn eyes Anastasia on the outside. He crouches down, waiting for Anastasia to recover and turn his way. Just as she does Finn comes racing towards her, diving through the ropes for a suicide dive! Finn hits it and drives back the guardrail a few fit before pelting Anastasia with big shots to the head! He then hooks her in a headlock, slings back, and cracks her spine into the guardrail! “OHHHH!!!”s from the crowd as Anastasia cringes on the outer mat, and Finn Whelan is already up to his feet. Finn tries to hook her from behind for a Seattle Terror on the outside, but Anastasia quickly breaks free and slides underneath the ring apron. Finn flips up the ring apron in an attempt to look for Anastasia, but doesn’t see her.)
Rodz: Aw come on Anastasia don’t run from this holocaust survivor, fight him!!
Alpine: From the looks of it Anastasia has something up her sleeve!
(Anastasia quickly pops out the other side of the ring, springs off the ring apron, and before Finn can catch her Anastasia plants her feet into Finn’s chest with a mushroom stomp!! “OHHH!!!”s from the crowd as Finn coughs and Ana gets to her feet. She backs up, hunching on her knees as she waits for Finn to recover. As soon as he looks her way she races at him with a running satellite headscissors and sends him flying up and over the guardrail! The fans are in a frenzy as Finn Whelan lands in the lap of some first row patrons. Before Finn can bounce back Anastasia walks over and starts pelting him in the forehead with forearms!!! Once properly subdued Anastasia tells the first row to move out of the way. As soon as they clear she rushes Finn Whelan, springs off the guardrail, and attempts a flying hurricanrana!! Finn Whelan makes her pay for the attempt though by countering with a powerbomb on a seated steel chair!! “HOLY SHIT!!!!” from the audience as Finn doesn’t hesitate to pick her up off the bent chair and slug her in the face. Oz Oxford Jr. sighs and follows them to the outside to pursue the action. He then gets her in a side headlock, pelting her in the forehead every once in awhile as he makes his way to the side wall of the outside arena. With Anastasia in a headlock he boots open the exit door on the side wall and goes out onto the streets of Vegas! The camera view switches to Finn on the other side as he looks to throw Anastasia in traffic. He goes for a running bulldog on the sidewalk, but Anastasia counters by throwing him off, accidentally head on into a moving vehicle!!)
Alpine: GOOD LORD FINN WHELAN JUST GOT STRUCK BY THAT PRIUS!!
Rodz: Finally Ana found a way to break the unbreakable stickman AH AH AH!!!
Alpine: You’re a heartless bastard you know that?
Rodz: And proud of it.
(The driver, a little old lady stops, completely freaked out as Finn Whelan did a clear roll with a fractured windshield from the impact. She gets out of the car, near hysterical from the crash and looking on the verge of a heart attack. Ana walks over, gives her a kiss on the forehead, and tells her patiently to get back into her car, he’s fine. She does as told, wigged out of her mind as Anastasia peels Finn Whelan off the pavement and carries him back over to the sidewalk. Once out of traffic, she throws his limp body on the sidewalk and drops for the cover as everyone stops on the sidewalk and flips out their cellphones.)
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(Anastasia looks shocked as Finn gets a shoulder up, clearly not ready to give this one up even after getting hit by a car. Anastasia picks him up and throws him towards a porn magazine rack with the intention to put his head through the display. Finn however is able to reverse the irish toss, leaving Anastasia springing off the box and coming back with a springboard moonsault! However Finn catches her, adjusts her, then drops her with a tombstone piledriver on the sidewalk!!! “OHHHH!!!”s and many other cuss words from the street crowd as a beat up Finn Whelan forces himself to his feet, pulling the dead weight of Anastasia with him. Once he has her in a headlock, he tugs up with all his might, landing the Revelation 6:4 on the sidewalk!!! “HOLY SHIT!!!” from the street watchers, and those watching on the PhoenixTron inside.)
Alpine: FINN JUST LANDED THE REVELATION 6:4 ON THE SIDEWALK!! HOW IS ANA’S SKULL NOT BROKEN!?!?
Rodz: Better yet how in the fuck hasn’t Finn pinned her yet?
(The chants of the fans counting down inside can be heard as we get close to the ten minute mark. Chanting from thirty down, Finn is forced to shove his body to Ana and go for a pin. It takes a good ten seconds, but he gets it hooked.)
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(Somehow, someway Anastasia is able to kick out at the last millisecond, leaving Finn in a state of shock!! He gets up and grabs Oz by his collar, telling him he’s a slow counter. This allows Ana just enough of a moment to reach up and pull down the distracted Finn Whelan for a roll up pin!!!
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Hardt: Your winner of the match, and STILL Rising Phoenix Champion, ANNNNNNNAAAAAASSSSTTTTTAAAAAASSSSSSIIIIIAAAAAAA SSSSTTTTTAAAARRRRRRLLLLLLIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGG!!!
WINNER: Anastasia Starling via PINFALL @ 9 minutes, 57 seconds.
Alpine: I don’t know how she did it, but Anastasia found a way to escape with her title once again against Finn Whelan!!!
Rodz: I think that car hit earlier had something to do with it. The Revelation 6:4 didn’t have the usual oomph to it that it usually does.
(Finn, using a light post, helps himself up as his eyes tune into Anastasia as she was awarded her Rising Phoenix title in a hard, yet successful defense. Whelan gains his balance and for a moment stares over at Anastasia. He makes his way over and shakes her hand before walking away looking dejected. Ana is overwhelmed with joy, celebrating with Sophie.)Alpine: I feel for Finn. He went to having her where he wanted to not having it at all. Ana retains but it was close. VERY close to that title switching hands.Rodz: Finn, he’ll find a way to bounce back as always. Kid brought the fight, the pain to the Champ but just failed on capitalizing in clutch moment.(The wild scene on the street cuts to somewhere backstage where Masaru was seen perusing the area as Olly, his Owl sat close by a lit candle. It’s pretty dark but some parts of the area can be seen. Masaru slowly paced the room back and forth, thinking as the ragged ends of his trench coat drugged the ground.)Masaru Inoue: This is the night, Olly! The night I will finally SILENCE the King himself...Pfft.(Masaru spits on the floor in disrespect of the Iron King and Rebirth Champion, Cassius Creed.)Masaru Inoue: I’m silencing him and usurp his shiny throne. Cassius wants to call me a Dragon?(Masaru laughs maniacally as he continues to pace.)Masaru Inoue: THAT'S FINE WITH ME! I find that absolutely flattering, Cassius. I’m the Dragon that is going to, with one shot, burn down your entire fortress. I’m going to end you, for once, and for all. You see, I’m fresh out of battle, six days ago. My body is primed for warfare, Cassius. You have no clue what hell you are in for!(He pauses with his movement, standing in seemingly the middle part of the area)Masaru Inoue: Cassius, your “funk” is not mighty enough to slay this beast of a dragon, you hear? No man is. I was chokeslammed several feet down through a cage opening, yet here I am, unbroken and unbothered. You think you got what it takes. You don’t and I’ll be proving it here tonight, Cassius when I take and claim that Rebirth Championship, adding it to my collection!(You could hear the unbuckling of a belt and as Masaru came close to the light source of the candle, he softly stroked the faceplate of the Duos Gold that he shared with his partner and friend, Aurora. He gave off a sick smile before quickly whiffing his hand across the flame, putting it out.)(After a brief commecial break the cameras return to ringside as Cassius music fades and he’s entered the ring the lovely and strong voice of PW’s veteran ring announcer has the fans lull in volume out of respect for her.)Lenne Hardt: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the Phoenix Wrestling Rebirth title! Introducing first YOUR CHALLENGER… The man they call The Maz-O-Chist… MASARU INOUE!!!(She turns slightly, as the referee holds the Rebirth Championship belt over his head to display for the fans.)Lenne Hardt: And his opponent… the 2017 IRON KING and your reigning and defending Phoenix Wrestling Rebirth CHAMPION… CASSIUS REED!!!MAIN EVENT PW Rebirth Championship Cassius Reed(c) vs. Masaru Inoue Alpine: Get you a girl that looks at you the way Cassius Reed just looked at his title.Rodz: Alpine, please stop quoting memes to try and seem hip. Besides if we’re talking looks, that look he had for Masaru just now does not bode well for the Maz-O-Chist.Alpine: Can you blame our Iron King for that though? Masaru in his quest to get under the Iron King’s skin has tried to drown him in the ocean in Mexico and quite literally set him on fire! He’s lucky that worse hasn’t happened to him as yet!Rodz: I think that’s exactly what Cassius is planning, but you know how Masaru Inoue is, he’s surely got some evil up that sleeve of his!(The referee calls both men to the middle of the ring, and while he reads Masaru a mini riot act about the rules, which gets him a diabolical smirk from Inoue upon which the referee warns him about the owl and tells him that if Olly interferes that it will cost him the match. Cassius glares at Masaru this entire time, informing him that Cassius indeed plans to take his whole face as a payment for him trying to take out Cassius' eye. The referee moves to call for the bell, Masaru's eyes dart towards the motion on instinct, just slightly away and Cassius lunges forward just as the bell goes off.)DING DING DING(Reed delivers a stunning haymaker that connects hard with Masaru's jaw, then follows up with several sharp blows to the body that have Masaru stagger back to the ropes. Once there Cassius switches up and grabs Masaru by the hair, flips him to face the fans and runs his face along the top rope! The referee warns Reed to get Inoue out of the ropes and Cassius lets go, he holds his hands up with a mocking expression and backs away, only for Masaru to dart snake-like around the referee and hit him with a snapping underarm STO! Once Cassius is on the mat Maz unleashes a barrage of hard stomps on his head and shoulders, trying to grind his bootheel into Cassius' eye but Reed grabs hold of his boot and twists hard as he slides out and away from the assault. He shoves Masaru backwards and Inoue goes sprawling as Cassius reaches his feet. He rotates his head, cracking his neck and shakes off the attack from Masaru before he runs in and drops a knee into his chest before he can sit up! He stands up immediately and then hits a standing moonsault knee drop on the downed Masaru!)Alpine: Cassius Reed with the Funky Knee, Funky Do.Rodz: And a two count this early into the match. I get the feeling though that these two are out to punish each other before that three count comes.(Inoue indeed kicks out, and he comes up to his feet with a sharp jab right above the same eye he hit Cassius with a fireball, clearly trying to bust him open! Cassius reels back towards the turnbuckles but as Masaru follows he eats a punch to the gut that's quickly followed by a sunset flip powerbomb!)Alpine: SWEET CHRISTMAS!Rodz: And another two for the Iron King, but Masaru doesn’t seem troubled, he just seems out for blood!(As they rise Masaru catches Cassius with a snapmare neckbreaker, gaining himself his first pin attempt of the match. He pulls Reed up for a facebreaker DDT, though they are too close to the ropes and Cassius extends a finger to rest on the bottom strand, causing the referee to wave off the count. Masaru comes up to his knees and elbows Cassius in the forehead, seeking that same spot that he had hit before. He gets up to his feet roughly the same time as Cassius reels up, and satisfied he flips Cassius off before closing in on him with a quick series of closed fists, the punches rocking the Iron King back but both his hands came up and capture Masaru's right wrist and showing his strength he yanks Masaru forward and partially spins him before releasing him towards the ropes in an Irish whip. Instead of waiting for Inoue's rebound Reed sprints after him and hits the ropes seconds after he did to deliver a surprise jumping guillotine facebuster on the Maz-O-Chist, and is quick to float over for a pin attempt but Masaru threw his shoulder up at almost three.)Alpine: The pressure is on now, it’s only a matter of time before Masaru figures out how to make Cassius bleed.Rodz: This may not be a First Blood match but these two sure are acting like it OH MY GOD! He… RIPPED out one of Masaru’s piercings! Alpine: No way in… HE DID. Holy shit Rodz! I mean he did threaten to rip off Maz’ face but… ugh that put a shudder right up my back!(In that split second taken for the two announcers to speak, Cassius leaps to his feet while Masaru kips up and in nearly the same motion he'd gone straight into an enzuigiri kick that strikes Maz in the side of the head, dropping him back down to the mat like a rock. Cassius bent to pull Masaru to his feet and Masaru catches him in an inside cradle but suddenly rears back and howls, clapping a hand over his eyebrow as blood trickles down his face. Cassius rolls to his feet with his prize held between his fingers, he tucks it into his elbow pad and mockingly bows towards Maz with a glare but still making a show of it. Inoue grins with vicious intent as he moves towards Cassius, and shouts at him in a strange mix of English and Japanese. Cassius waves at him dismissively but darts in with some fancy footwork, striking with hard jabs to the torso and ribs before Masaru peels away from Cassius.
Masaru circles him and peppers him with some of the hardest kicks imaginable, the smacks of his feet striking Cassius’ legs echoing even over the noise of the fans. He moves back and then Inoue rushes past Reed to the ropes and comes back with a tiger suplex! He hangs on and tries for a crossface but Cassius fights too hard for Masaru to be able to lock it in so he rips at Cassius' face instead, slamming him into the mat using his afro to hold on! Masaru pulls them both up to their feet fast to transition Cassius into a sharp snap suplex that he uses for another pin attempt. Cassius surprisingly grabs the rising Inoue into an out of nowhere inside cradle, and as Masaru barely breaks out before three Cassius hits him with a hard knife edged chop right across the Adam's apple!)Alpine: Masaru’s in trouble, I don’t think he can breathe...Rodz: Can’t say that I blame him, the man grabbed his fro! Masaru’s in trouble now, Cassius is setting up for the Death Penalty...NO! Masaru slips loose before Cassius can lock it in.Alpine: That’s a first, usually when Cassius sets that up it’s too late!(A sharp cobra punch rocks Cassius back into the ropes though he meets the pursuing Inoue with a wrist lock, sending him into the ropes and catching him on the rebound with a forward flip over the shoulder jawbreaker that has the challenger reeling before dropping to the mat. Cassius drops fast and once again sets up for his bridging arm triangle choke, ready to enact the Death Penalty, but Masaru gets his free hand on the bottom rope quickly. As the referee moves to count however Cassius holds on and torques into the bridge as hard as he can, but he keeps track and releases Maz at four. He quickly rolls out of the ropes and pops up to his feet, his attention still on Inoue. Masaru kips up and circles Cassius, then with a wicked sort of half laugh Inoue grabs Cassius by the hair and brings him right back down again to the mat with a fisherman's DDT, and quickly moves into his next pin attempt, this time getting another solid two count before the Rebirth Champion throws the shoulder up at two, moving partially to his side and catching his breath as Masaru roughly wipes the blood from his torn out piercing out of his eye.
Masaru slaps the mat with both hands to try and fire himself up again, then kips up and punt kicks Cassius in the forehead, this time opening up that sought after cut as blood pours down, but his eyebrow channels it to the side of his face and Cassius can still see! Masaru lines up for his Shin Kick to the Neck - some of the fans are chanting the name of the move - KILL SHOT KILL SHOT but at the last instant Cassius moves and sweeps Masaru’s legs, his missed kick leaving him vulnerable! As soon as he hits the mat Reed is on him and dropping huge punches down on the prone challenger, the referee warning him about the closed fists. Finally he relents as the referee warns him again, he starts to stand as Masaru tries to catch him for another facebreaker DDT but Reed slips the hold and finally catches him fully with the Death Penalty! They’re too far from the ropes though Masaru tries his hardest to kick free, he finally fades in the hold and taps out!)DING DING DINGAlpine: I don’t believe it! They’re both bloody messes, but Cassius Reed has retained his Rebirth Championship.Rodz: I still can’t believe that he actually seemed to try and take Masaru’s face, and Masaru tried to take his eye! WINNER: CASSIUS REED via SUBMISSION @ 18 minutes, 32 seconds.(You Suck by Pour Habit plays again over the speakers as Cassius hears his music and releases the hold finally, he rolls away from Masaru and takes deep breaths, wiping more blood away from his eye, though he waves the referee's help off. He does however accept his Rebirth title from the referee who drops it into his hands before he goes to check on the condition of Masaru. His music plays and the fans cheer, a loud upswell coming after he rolls to the ropes to the apron and then uses the ring to stay on his feet. He clears his eye again before he takes a deep breath and hoists up his belt, the fans cheering again as the cameras focus on the gleaming gold before cutting to the Phoenix Wrestling logo.)
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