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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Aug 29, 2017 2:44:52 GMT
PW Presents... Airing LIVE on Evolve Network August 29th @ 7pm PSTRedemption 111
Tuesday, August 29th 2017
Budweiser Events Center
Loveland, Colorado***DARK MATCH***Xander Bishop vs. Lucky Golden
(Most of the crowd didn’t even realize that there is a dark match to open Redemption, so as soon as the doors open they go right for the bathroom, snack stand, or merch stand. Only the nerdiest of nerd take seat in the front row, having smuggled in their canned drinks and chip bags with fanny packs. The capacity packed crowd of five play witness to Lucky Golden hip hop dancing his way to ringside, then succeeding in high fiving all five extended hands. He then slides in the ring and grooves to his theme before it cuts suddenly.)
Xander: Yo yo...this on?
(Xander is a little skeptical of his mic working, given his last failure on the mic at UTCL6. But to his luck the mic works, allowing him to go into a terribly lazy rap flow over a terrible trap beat that gets all five front row fans booing. He then slides into the ring and continues to rap, only to get a spinning backfist from Lucky Golden! The five mutants ringside cheer as the bell rings. Lucky keeps up the pressure by running and landing a leaping senton over Xander’s back! He then goes for a camel clutch, only for Xander to scurry to the ropes and grab the bottom. Lucky releases and backs up with a wave. Xander comes rushing in with a lock up, only to find himself quickly reversed and in a sleeper. By this point some of the patrons are starting to fill in the arena, making sure to automatically boo this minute long sleeper Lucky has Xander in. Forgivably after the minute mark Xander is able to swivel out with an elbow to the ribs, followed by a back body drop. Xander then nips up to his feet, raises a hand to the crowd, and gets crickets. However when he turns around we hear a loud mixed reaction through the crowd. Suddenly Geno, Tony, and Frankie of the Collective jump the barricade and slide into the ring. There’s no hesitation as they immediately lay into Xander and Lucky Golden! Both men find themselves getting gang stomped, leading to referee Malik Demitrious to ring for the bell!!)
RESULT: NO CONTEST @ 1 minute, 43 seconds.
(Even as the bell rings relentlessly The Collective deliver a beating on the two men, pummeling them into the mat. Frankie and Geno pick up Xander first, holding back his arms. Tony then rushes in with a power right hook to the jaw, immediately knocking Xander unconscious!! What fans are in the audience start chanting “HOLY SHIT!!!” as Xander lay lifeless in the hands of Geno and Frankie. The two gangsters toss Xander to the outside, leaving him crashing to the outer mat like a rag doll. By this point the concessioners are returning to their seats in droves over hearing a “HOLY SHIT!!!” chant. That only intensifies as Tony yanks up Lucky and throws him at Geno. Geno catches him one handed, tucks him down with ease, hoists him up and over his shoulders, then looks to the outside. Half the arena stands and watches in awe as Geno does a running release powerbomb, smashing Lucky’s body over the unconscious frame of Xander Bishop!! “HOLY SHIT!!!” gets going again, and this leaves Tony to reach into his back pocket and pull out a mic.)
Tony Tira: I figured ya didn’t wanna see that friggin’ shit.
(Cheers from the crowd as Tony smirks, then looks to his crew before looking back at the crowd.)
Tony Tira: Just because we’re given the night off, doesn’t mean we’re gonna sit at home. Nah, tonight is much too important to sit at home. My boy Frankie is fightin’ that big titty vampire Aurora!
(A mixed reaction from the crowd as Tony pats a shrugging, smiling Frankie on the back.)
Tony Tira: Not only that, but we got a little business to attend to tonight. See ya around fucks.
(Tony flicks the mic ringside as him and his crew walk out of the ring like bad asses. Before they leave ringside though they make sure to stomp on the unconscious bodies of Xander and Lucky. Fade to black.) ***ON AIR***(For long moments the scene is black except for a few small wavering glints of light self-generated inside the camera which stays still. After that, there’s a hum and a buzz, loud in the silence of the Loveland, Colorado Budweiser Events Center, and a single spotlight snaps to the stage where a figure stands in the shadow, hands heroically posed on his hips. The light moves, illuminating a row of shadowy figures in a half-circle at the back of the stage and slowly light comes on at their feet revealing men and women dressed formally and all holding various instruments. The local symphony orchestra in fact, and the spotlight splits, high lighting two violinists and a cellist. The main beam of the light comes to find that figure in the shadows, lighting him up from his blindingly polished shoes right up to his perfectly coiffed afro, dressed in a fine tailored light blue tuxedo complete with a tailed jacket, the belt around his waist being the Phoenix Wrestling Rebirth Championship, the man none other than Cassius Reed! He steps to stand in front of the orchestra, and holds up his left hand towards them, a conductor’s baton in his fingers and he points to the illuminated trio. Without missing a note the three begin playing an orchestral arrangement of Cassius’ theme song, and as it progresses more and more of the orchestra joins, the sounds swell and even the fans who wouldn’t generally enjoy this sort of music are seen nodding and tapping toes. While it’s clear that Cassius isn’t a true conductor he still does a decent job, and as the song winds down towards the end he turns finally to face the ring, the light behind him fades and the spotlight shines down hot and harsh on him alone.
He casts the baton to the side and plucks a microphone out of his tuxedo pocket, moving it back and forth as the music stops, and he paces back and forth, showing off his belt.) Cassius Reed: All you suckas that thought that the man that right now, before you all on this stage, presenting to you the local talent which you should all be supportin’ already, wouldn’t be Cassius Reed can just go on and mark out a spot on your Bad Decision Bingo Cards! Blood got spilled, ass got beat! But at the end of Under the Colosseum Lights SIX… Your Iron King Cassius Reed, as you can see, is still Rebirth Champion!
(He paces a bit more, making sure that the spotlight dazzles over the face of his belt, pointing to his name engraved on the plate.)
Cassius Reed: They keep lining them up and Cassius keeps knocking them down and that’s how it is! Cassius is the biggest star in PW, Cassius has the biggest belt...
(He pings a nail off of the gold, a chime caught by the microphone.)
Cassius Reed: It’s true, and you all know it’s true. Cassius reigns supreme in Phoenix Wrestling!
("Time (Yelhigh! Remix)" by Satellite Empire plays before he can continue, the fans already starting to cheer as from the back comes the Phoenix Wrestling Rising Phoenix Champion, Anastasia herself! She moves with an effortless grace, a gliding motion with her feet reveals that she’s on rollerblades as she makes big circles around the tuxedo wearing Reed. Her outfit is fantastical, a completely steampunked out version of her circus ringmaster’s gear, tiny crosses decorating the hems as her heterochromatically gifted eyes focus on him as her body corrects her path via instinct. Cassius watches her with a slightly curious look on his handsome face, until she finally spins in a perfect circle in front of him before coming to a stop and looking up at him.)
Anastasia Starling: Cassius. Reed. Cassius Reed. The Iron King, the Rebirth Champion. You won, you won you won again! We all watch you, fighting hard. Defending that title… taking up challenges and picking who you wanna face. Beating them all, one, two, three… making them tap, tap tap tap. But. I think it’s funny… don’t you? That these people yous beat, well.”
(She moves again, making a small circle around him before stopping in front of him again.)
Anastasia Starling: All of them… I already beat before you did! Gosh! I mean, isn’t that something? I mean, if you look at it…? I think, if you wanna call yourself a champion. Then you have to beat THE champion in Phoenix.
(She flips back her jacket and shows off her Rising Phoenix Championship belt, and gives Cassius a challenging grin. He looks her up and down, gesturing at her with a slightly exaggerated look of amusement on his face.)
Cassius Reed: See, Cassius has no problem defending the championship that Cassius earned at the end of the Iron King Tournament, and whoever earns a shot against King Cassius, gets their match and Cassius beats them, because that’s how this works. See, unlike that Rising Phoenix championship you got, people got to prove themselves to face Cassius.
(Ana’s eyes narrow as she skates around him again, this time backwards, and still stops precisely while he watches her.)
Anastasia Starling: Prove myself. Prove...myself. Fine. If I have to wait until Halloween to do it, I’ll do it. But you’ll see, like everyone else. This is MINE…
(She unhooks her title belt and holds it up for Cassius, and then the fans.)
Anastasia Starling: But maybe, maybe… I could have both. Both has a good, good ring to it.
(She grins far too widely before she skates away to the back as the fans cheer, Cassius staring a hole in her back until the cameras cut backstage. They find none other than Fin-Nisher, pacing and almost shaking in his brand new custom wrestling boots, a gift from his almost unnaturally hot wife Tiffani Shore, the CEO of Tifficorp!, of course. She watches him pacing and pats the couch next to her, and makes him turn so she can massage his shoulders.)
Tiffani: Fin, just calm down. You’re a beast in that ring, and sure Finn’s a tough guy but you’ve got nothing to worry about. You’re the King of Finland, remember? I have all the faith in the world that you can defeat that Finn Whelan and prove that once and for all, you’re the better Fin.
(Fin sighs, but then perks up as her words sink in.)
Fin-Nisher: You are right, hot wife full of Capitalist Riches! If you believes in me? Well that’s all I need!
(The pair hug and kiss before the cameras cut away again to find the topic of conversation himself, Finn Whelan on his way to the ring. He notices the camera following him and he shakes his head as he talks.)
Finn Whelan: I can’t believe this. I go from fighting Anastasia for the Rebirth Championship at UTLC 6 to literally scraping the bottom of the barrel to face the Fin-Nisher. I mean there’s a myth he held a Television title once… or was that the wife? I don’t know and I don’t care. If Johnny Rebel thinks I’m going to take this match seriously though? He’s got another thing coming. I’m tired of that old bastard holding a grudge against me, I still have no idea what that old fart thinks I even did. Probably blames me for Mason Daniels being a piggy psycho. Facts are, after this match I’m going to do whatever I want.
Alpine: It seems like Finn Whelan doesn’t appreciate being delegated to facing off against the Fin-Nisher very much.
Rodz: Gee, ya think? No one wants to face the Fin-Nisher unless they’re looking for a padded win. If Seth Black weren’t GM for so long he’d be fired by now.
Alpine: I don’t know, the veterans like Johnny Rebel have a lot of respect for Fin and his brother Twin. They may not win a whole lot but they ooze heart and determination.
Rodz: They also ooze vodka out of their pores. I know I’m an alcoholic but fuck these brothers smell like walking distilleries.
Alpine: All smell aside, Fin has the biggest match ahead of him he’s had in some time.
Rodz: And he will fail miserably in record time. Watch.
The Fin-Nisher vs. Finn Whelan
(Fin-Nisher comes to ringside looking incredibly nervous, sweating and bug eyed as he looks around at the now packed Budweiser Events Center. As nervous as he is, he does a running high five ringside, takes a deep breath, then slides into the ring. Even though it seems forced he does his trademark mid air splits with a karate pose at the end. His theme comes to an end, being replaced by ‘Everybody Sells Cocaine’ by Motionless In White. A good amount of cheers for the Seattle Saint as he comes out with a lazy look on his face. He slaps a few fan hands at ringside, hops in the ring, then starts stretching his back on the ropes. His theme ends and the bell rings, bringing the two competitors to the center of the ring for a lock up. Fin tries to press forward to prove he’s stronger than Whelan, only for Whelan to quickly drop down with a drop toe hold then float over to a side headlock. Fin fights the headlock for a few seconds, then works his way up to his feet. That’s not the most effective strategy as Whelan takes him right back down again with a kick to the back of his calf, then converts the side headlock to a russian leg sweep. From there Whelan goes to a grounded octopus stretch, torquing the limbs of Fin-Nisher as he screams in pain.)
Alpine: Whelan is making this look effortless. Fin-Nisher needs to find a way to get away from Finn Whelan and keep this match moving.
Rodz: Good luck on that. Whelan’s been chaining this poor drunk like a Tekken combo.
(Referee Oz Oxford Jr. checks on Fin, who screams out in pain but will not tap. Out of mercy or perhaps sheer boredom, Finn releases the hold just as Fin starts to get real red faced. Fin curls into the fetal position as multiple limbs ache simultaneously. Finn stands up and walks around Fin, telling him to get up. Fin holds a hand up as if to say I’m ok, then pushes himself to his feet. Just to mock Fin, Whelan points to his chin then puts his hands behind his back. Fin-Nisher raises a fist, looks out to the adoring crowd, then starts shaking that fist. He flies forward for a superman punch, only for Finn Whelan to side step it and allow Fin to fall on his face. As soon as he gets up he’s hit with one of Finn’s top notch dropkicks that send him flying to the corner! Finn then follows it up with another pelting dropkick to the face, knocking Fin-Nisher on his ass! With him in the seated position, Finn Whelan grabs onto the ropes, places his boot on Fin’s face, then starts raking Fin-Nisher’s face with his boot! The crowd “OHHHHS!!!” to the rakes, then “OHHHHS!!!” again as Finn walks a few steps away, then comes right back with a running low dropkick to the face!!! Fin slouches to the mat, red marks all over his face as he’s feeling those hard shots.)
Alpine: Finn Whelan has been able to do whatever he wants with Fin since the bell ring. Why doesn’t he just end this and make his night easier?
Rodz: Because the WWH Wildcard Champion came to break a sweat, that’s why.
(Finn slowly walks around, whistling and doing a little dance as he waits for Finn to stand. Once he does he comes running at him with a big yakuza kick that sends his back bouncing off the ropes, returning to Finn just in time for a big back elbow which leaves a logey flying into the air! With Fin laying face first on the mat, Whelan comes from behind and hooks both of his arms. He then picks up Fin-Nisher for the Seattle Terror, only for Fin to muster the last of his strength to crawl to the ropes and latch on for dear life! Finn laughs and backs off, allowing Fin-Nisher to stand once again. As red faced and outclassed as he is, Fin-Nisher raises his fists to Whelan, and waves for him to fight him. The crowd is loving the set of balls on Fin-Nisher, to which Whelan says “okay” with a smile and raises his fists to Fin-Nisher. The two start circling with Whelan flicking jabs in Fin-Nisher’s face. Fin-Nisher takes the punches like Rocky, refusing to duck or dodge. Fin retaliates with a reckless looping left hook, only to get caught with a hard uppercut from Whelan!! “OHHHHS!!!” from the crowd as Fin drops to the mat, looking ready to be finished. Whelan sees this and plays to the crowd in front of the downed Fin, getting a few boos for doing so. But that gloating costs him as Fin gets a roll up!)
1….
2….
3!!!
WINNER: The Fin-Nisher via PINFALL @ 7 minutes, 12 seconds.
Rodz: What the fuck am I seeing. WHAT THE FUCK AM I SEEING!?
Alpine: You’re seeing Fin-Nisher pick up a win over one of Anastasia Starling’s toughest defenses!
Rodz: Ok good, I wanted to make sure it wasn’t the absinthe. But still WHAT THE FUCK AM I SEEING!?
Alpine: Quite possibly the biggest win Fin-Nisher has ever received. Congrats Finny!!
(Anger quickly ignites through Finn’s body as his body trembled from the shock of getting pinned for three count. Arguing his point to the ref that his arm was up before three, the referee was not hearing it. Finn began breathing hard, seething from the call. Fin-Nisher was quite surprised himself but beyond excited for the win. The referee went and raised Fin-Nisher’s arm in victory as Finn continued to grow pissed. Finn yanked Fin-Nisher away from the referee and proceeded to drop Fin-Nisher violently with his “Revelations 6:4”, planting Fin head-first into the mat. He didn’t receive the greatest reaction but at this point, he wasn’t caring.)
Alpine: What a sore loser Finn is being right now. He got caught up, took Fin-Nisher lightly and paid for it in shocking fashion.
Rodz: Finn just rattled what little brain is left in Fin-Nisher’s head. Finn is a goddamn mad man.
Alpine: Look at this... (Twin-Nisher came out in a hurry, rushing to the ring to take on Finn for the attack but immediately ran right into the same ending of his brother with another “Revelations 6:4”, getting put down quickly. Finn quickly left the ring, heading up the ramp, beyond pissed with how that match ended. He was continually filmed as he entered the backstage area. Surprisingly entering the scene was Masaru, who immediately wasted no time pointing and laughing at Finn for that loss. Finn gets defensive as he steps up into his face.)
Finn Whelan: What are YOU laughing at??
(Maz doesn’t immediately reply back but instead smiled before ‘playfully’ tapping Finn on the back as he walked past him.)
Masaru Inoue: Thank you sincerely for softening up Twin for me. You’re such a giving soul tonight!
(Finn, not taking that compliment nor the pat on the back nicely, he immediately shoved Maz as he stumbled, using the boxes nearby to keep balance as he looked back at Finn, a look of rage on his face. Masaru turning to glare back at Finn, he just gave Finn a smile...before turning and running towards Finn, leaping and delivering a flying fist to the face that rocked Finn as the two engaged in scuffle around backstage area, pushing each other into shelves and whatnot. Security shoots in a bit late to try and handle things but before the two are completely broken up, Finn delivers yet another “Revelations 6:4” to Masaru, putting him through the Catering table.)
Rodz: Finn Whelan is usually a smart man but what he just did was NOT FUCKING SMART! You could’ve just walked away, ignored the psycho...
Alpine: Finn Whelan really doesn’t care at this moment. He’s pissed off with that match ending and he has to be pissed off with himself.
(Security finally got things handled after failing before damage was done. Finn was pulled back as he stared down at the body of Masaru. He turned and went his way towards the locker room area. They checked on Masaru to see if he was okay to which he slowly with trouble of getting up to his feet. The grimacing look he held on his face was times a thousand as the camera caught sight. He pushed himself slowly up and out of the rubble as cameras had cut back to ringside.)
Rodz: Holy crap Maz looks pissed. I’m feeling kinda bad for Twinny out there. When Maz has that look in his eyes, people get fucked up.
Alpine: Well let’s just hope this is a quick and merciful. You never know Johnny, Twin could find luck much like his brother did tonight.
Rodz: Or he could find himself brutally knocked out by an insane japanese killer. I’m going with my option.
(Twin comes out a lot looser than his brother as ‘You’re The Best’ by Joe Esposito plays. He starts slapping hands right off the bat and flashing his fist at the camera with a big smile. He does a rounding high five at ringside then stomps up the steps and swings through the ropes. Once in the center of the ring he does the splits and a palm pose, showing off his flexibility. His theme silences and is replaced with ‘Nightlight’ by Silversun Pickups. Out comes Mazzy to a mixed reaction of the crowd like a ball of fire. He seethes on the way to the ring, power walking as he doesn’t have any time to waist. He slides in the ring, looks to the audio booth with a cut throat, and his theme silences. Seeing that both competitors are ready, Oz Oxford Jr. rings for the bell. In a foolish request Twin presents his hand forward for a handshake. Maz takes that handshake with a smile, and pulls him right into a facebreaker DDT!! That mixed reaction changes to boos as Masaru lifts up the dazed Twin from behind. He then spikes him on the back of his head with a release tiger suplex!! “OHHHHS!!!” and boos from the crowd as Masaru stalks to the front of his torso, waiting for him to get on all fours. As soon as the dazed Twin does, Masaru cracks him in the neck with the Killshot, dropping him to the canvas! Mercifully he drops for the cover!!)
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3!!! WINNER: Masaru Inoue via PINFALL @ 46 seconds.
Rodz: Damn, Masaru ain’t fuckin’ around!
Alpine: That madman is already running out of the ring, he doesn’t have any time to celebrate!
Masaru Inoue: WHEERRREEE...ISSSS....HEEEEE? !!!!
(Entering the backstage area after blasting through his opponent, Twin-Nisher just seconds ago, his eyes were wide as his voice echoed. He searched for the nearest staffer as he walked. Spotting one, he beamed right towards the staffer, yanking the individual by his shirt, staring right into his eyes, breathing heavily.)
Masaru Inoue: I’m going to only ask this once ... Where is he???
(The staffer shook his head, unsure of what to even say. Tripping over his words as he was getting stared down.)
Staffer: I-I-I think he said so-something about his locker room or something...please don’t hurt me!
(Saying something useful besides stuttering, he was let go as Masaru shoved him back, shooting him an easing smile. The smile grew even wider as his thoughts gathered.)
Masaru Inoue: You are useful for something. THANK YOU! The Garage it is! WAIT FOR ME, FINNNNN!!!
(Seeing that psycho smile grow even wider after yelling loudly, Maz took off for the garage parking area as the Staffer grew relieved. Scene transitioned to the sighting of Faith who was not alone as her partner Leoncio De Soto as she was working the pads with him in preparation for her battle against [REDACTED]. Working up a nice sweat as she delivered fists, elbows and knees to the pads Leoncio held up, she was looking ready to take it to the beast.)
Faith: Everyone seems to be afraid of him. They see all the damage and destruction he’s done, they get easily intimidated. Well I’m not the one!
(Faith delivered some more shots to the pads as Leoncio could feel the power behind each one.)
Faith: I’m not intimidated by that ‘big lug’ in the least!
Leoncio De Soto: You must be careful out there, Faith. The man is dangerous, you’ve seen what he can do at any point with no remorse.
(Faith glared at Leoncio for a moment before smirking and chuckling at his comment, shaking her head.)
Faith: I’m more worried about that little shit, Frankie, ruining the match!
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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Aug 29, 2017 2:46:47 GMT
(We cut backstage to a dimly lit room, the camera appears to be peaking into the room, with only half the contents visible, along with the shadowy figure of Brandon Garcia. His monster [REDACTED] nowhere to be seen. Garcia looks frustrated, his glower simmering in the darkness. Another man speaks, off camera, he appears to be talking to Garcia.)
Voice Beyond the Wall: You have to do more to protect him. This is not a discussion.
Garcia: Too fucking right! I’m telling you, not only can the kid look after himself, but he is wrecking shit here. Sure he has lost here and there, but he is pretty green compared to the others here. I don’t think you realised how high a level this would be…
Voice Beyond the Wall: It is not of our concern, whether he wins or loses. Only that he stays intact whilst we arrange an alternative means of… recreation.
Garcia: This isn’t a battlefield. Yeah, they go to war, but ain’t nobody out here trying to physically end someone. Well, apart from the guy you want me to protect.
Voice Beyond the Wall: Our observers have noted some potential threats, especially after we ran some background checks. We could intervene ourselves, if necessary, but of course that would put an end to any arrangements you held with my employer.
Garcia: Mhmm. Regret making that decision at least once a fucking week lately. I’ll look after him ok? Pinky promise?
Voice Beyond the Wall: Can you do it alone?
Garcia: Only if you guys stop swinging from my nutsack whenever we’re competing. You want me to truly keep him safe, you gotta take a step back and let us do our thing. I know this industry as well as anyone, and Marko ain’t too bad either, I guess.
Voice Beyond the Wall: What abo--
Garcia: If we need you, you’ll know.
(With that, Garcia storms off screen, scowl still firmly in place.)
Alpine: Weird. Who do you think Garcia was talking to?
Rodz: Knowing what a seedy, dirty, grimy awesome motherfucker Garcia is, I’m gonna guess a gang affiliate.
Alpine: Whatever it is, it seems there’s concern for [REDACTED]’s safety. Which I don’t get as the guy is a monster, but whatever. He’s going to be facing Faith tonight, who I know can’t wait to mix it up with this guy.
Rodz: Don’t let that pretty face fool you. Faith is absolutely, legitimately bat shit Houston deluge crazy.
 [REDACTED] vs. Faith
(‘To Carry The Seeds Of Death Within Me’ by The Body plays as [REDACTED] makes his way to ringside. Garcia pats his client on the shoulder, but stops to swat away any fans who try to touch his monster. [REDACTED] walks up the steps and into the ring, then stands in the center and awaits his opponent. As he does he flexes out his neck and back, loosening them up for Faith. His theme cuts, and is replaced with ‘Monster’ by Stitched Up Heart. Out from the back comes Faith, looking confident as she peers into the soulless eyes of [REDACTED]. She hops up on the apron, swings through the ropes, and takes to the center of the ring to engage in a staredown. Seeing that the two are ready to go, referee Oz Oxford Jr. separates the two and sends them to their corners. Garcia yells out a few instructions to his man as Oz rings for the bell. The two start circling each other, with Faith wasting no time at testing [REDACTED]’s leg defense. She starts chopping away with stinging kicks to the inner thigh, which [REDACTED] walks right through. She goes for an high kick to the chin to back him up, only for [REDACTED] to grab her leg and ram her into the corner. He then hooks her leg to her neck, steps out of the corner, and throws her with a release capture suplex! Somehow Faith lands on her feet with a stumble near the ropes, sees the charging [REDACTED] coming her way, and pulls down on the top rope, sending him up and over!!)
Alpine: Faith is finding a way to avoid this monster and use his momentum against him, but for how long?
Rodz: Good question. Ana is a little faster than Faith and couldn’t escape the bear mitts of this jacked up mutant.
(Faith studies [REDACTED] on the outside, hunched as the ringside fans stand. Garcia tries to get up his man in time, but becomes victim to a no hands diving plancha which flattens the two men!! “FAITH!!!” chants start up through the building as she wastes no time in picking up [REDACTED] and shoving the big lug back into the ring. Once he works his way up to a kneel Faith is ready for him with some stinging kicks to the chest, each shot getting the crowd to “OHHHH!!!” as the smack bounces around the arena. This doesn’t stop [REDACTED] from standing however, as he’s up to a crouch by the third and grabbing that leg for a fourth. Faith expects it and goes immediately for an enziguri, only for [REDACTED] to duck the shot and hook for a wheelbarrow powerbomb! He lifts up Faith for the bomb, only for her to roll underneath and hook [REDACTED] for a roll up!)
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([REDACTED] quickly kicks out, looking flustered that he keeps getting reversed. Just as Faith stands, she sees a familiar face making his way out to ringside to the boos of the crowd. Frankie Starlight smiles big at Faith, blowing her a big kiss and showing off his special cufflinks. Faith is right up there at the edge of the ring, screaming at Frankie with great anger.)
Alpine: Frankie is a real glutton for punishment isn’t he? This woman wants him dead in the worst way.
Rodz: Hey he’s just coming out to watch the match. Nothing wrong with that.
(Frankie waves her on with an antagonistic smile, giving [REDACTED] time to recover. Garcia gives his monster advice from the outside, leading to the big man charging Faith from behind with a huge lariat!! “OHHHHS!!!” from the crowd as Faith drops to the mat and [REDACTED] starts pounding on her with boots. Garcia screams instruction for [REDACTED] as he proceeds to pull up Faith by her tights one handed off the mat. He then hooks her back for a german, only for her to start nailing hard back elbows! After the fifth elbow [REDACTED] loosens. Frankie hops up on the apron, taunting Faith and once again distracting her. This time [REDACTED] rushes her from behind into a full body splash, knocking her face first to the canvas. [REDACTED] doesn’t take kindly to Frankie being on the apron and he snatches him in a front hook. Frankie tries to struggle out, but it’s no use as [REDACTED] throws Frankie up and over the top rope! However he accidentally hits Faith as she’s getting up, which causes Oz Oxford Jr. to ring for the bell!!)
WINNER: Faith via DISQUALIFICATION @ 7 minutes, 17 seconds
Alpine: Frankie is really barking up the wrong tree. This woman can do irreparable damage to his face if she gets a hold of him.
Rodz: Well from the looks of it he not only pissed off Faith but he also pissed off the big bane looking son of a bitch!
Sitting together knees to knees are Anastasia and her wife Sophie El, talk quietly amongst themselves. Sophie has a pad of very expensive looking paper in her lap and a lovely charcoal drawing stick between her fingers, doodling as they talk about her upcoming match against Frisky D. Ana leans in and kisses her cheek, giving her silent reassurance and the corner of Sophie’s mouth twitches to almost a smile as she draws.)Sophie: This will not be what they think it is. I’m still so hungry and dessert isn’t filling enough for me.(The cameras cut to where Kiko has come to find that self-same Frisky D, and she asks her if Frisky would give her thoughts to the fans about her match, about Sophie, and what it’s like to face someone who has their face on a video game cover! Frisky thinks a moment before she answers.)Frisky D: Well...uh, I said so in my promo video, really how I felt about all that. I... wow. I thought you'd have watched it.(Frisky gives her a sort of bummed out glance and then looks at the camera as she takes a breath and forges on.)Frisky D: It's cool though. Like, Sophie is on a video game cover... and I'm not really a video game person? But that's kind of a big deal. If I needed a reminder that I need to really bring it here, that'd be it, but I'm just gonna try to focus on myself too, not who I'm facing. I can't control what my opponent does, but I can control my own destiny though so I need to go out there and do that.(The cameras cut away as Frisky smiles at Kiko and walks away. Before the showcase between Sophie El and Frisky D could occur, we were treated to a live shot inside the parking garage as Finn Whelan was seen getting into his rental car, continually pissed at what happened earlier in the night. Getting in and getting situated, he engaged the car in Drive and pulled out of the space and slowly made his way towards the exit...only to stomp on the brakes.)Finn Whelan: MOOOOVVVEEEEE!!!!(Rolling his window down and yelling out of it at Masaru, who was in a crouched position, right in front of the “Exit Here!” sign. Masaru remained in his crouched position.)Finn Whelan: I’M NOT PLAYING WITH YOU. MOVE OR I’LL HIT YOU!(Masaru remained in that spot, raising his hands as he waved him on to do whatever he felt was right. Finn rolled his neck before revving up the engine as a final warning to Masaru. Maz fearless, knowing Finn wouldn’t dare pull that move.)Alpine: Finn is unhinged tonight, but even an unhinged Finn wouldn’t think twice about doing this.Rodz: He got a plan for that fucking psycho. Run him over. Be a savior to the masses!Alpine: Like that will keep him down.(Finn revs it even more as the back tires began smoking from the brief burnout on the concrete pavement as he took off, set on drilling Masaru with the car. That was what he aimed to do, however with tremendous ability, Masaru leaped onto the hood and dove in through the windshield, feet-first, delivering a dropkick right to Finn, as the seat was forced back with Finn strapped in his seat belt. Masaru was laying an awkward way as both were unresponsive in movement.)Alpine: OHHHH MYYY GAWWDDDDD!!! THAT COLLISION!!!Rodz: Fucking UNBELIEVABLE! That’s some shit straight out of a classic John Woo flick! Holy shit!!!Alpine: This...This can’t be good for both men. Thank god the Paramedics are quick to the rescue here! This is insane!(Paramedics rushed onto the scene along with security as they aided to Masaru and especially Finn Whelan as things quickly cut to ringside.)Rodz: HOLLLLLEEEEE SHIT I can’t believe Maz did that!!
Alpine: Finn Whelan getting the better of him backstage didn’t sit well for him, so he’s resorted to this insanity! He could’ve killed Finn!!
Rodz: That might’ve been the objective.
Alpine: Well I’ll try to forget about the gruesome spectacle I just witnessed and try to focus on what should be a damn good matchup in Frisky D. versus Sophie El. Sophie El vs. Frisky D.
(‘Razor Blades and Steak Knives’ by Jarren Benton plays, bringing out Frisky to a good amount of cheers. She raps along with the lyrics on her way to the ring, stopping only to grab a ‘Frisky Rules!’ sign out of the crowd, hold it to the camera, then keep on making her way to the ring. She hops up the steps and steps through the ropes, raising her hands out to the cheering crowd. Her theme dies down, and is replaced by ‘Machine Gun’ by Portishead. The lights dim and a deep blue spotlight shines down on the entranceway. Out through the curtains steps Sophie El, looking ready to crush her opposition as she gets a little bounce to her step. She makes her way ringside to a loud mixed reaction, then run slides into the ring and steps to the center of the ring. She then blows a kiss at the hardcam, takes her corner, and the lights go back on. Her theme silences and Oz checks with both women. Seeing that they’re good to go, he rings for the bell. Frisky comes out to grapple with Sophie, only for Sophie to stand defiantly, then hold up her two fingers as if she was holding up an insect. She then throws the insect on the ground, giving it a twisting step to crush it’s imaginary carcass. She then points at Frisky, who shakes her head, says “whatever”, and locks up with her.)
Alpine: It seems that Sophie is looking at Frisky as a mere insect, which could be a huge mistake considering Frisky has been one of the most impressive rookies to step foot in PW in some time.
Rodz: Besides a select few, that’s just how Sophie views her opposition. Until Frisky can prove herself, she’s just gonna be bug juice under Sophie’s boot.
(Sophie starts showing off that power right away as she shoves Frisky to a corner. Frisky tries her pull guard to an armbar trick, but quickly finds out that’s not the best way of going about things as Sophie hoists her high in the air from the ground, threatening to slam her! Luckily Frisky is able to front roll out of the hold and get to her feet. Frisky comes in a little more cautious this time as she tries to gauge Sophie. Inch by inch Sophie cuts off the ring, leaving Frisky with not much of a choice but to retreat to the corner. Once she does Frisky is ready for a turnbuckle assisted kick, but Sophie catches the kick, throws it down, swats for a big lariat, Frisky ducks under, then spins around for a flying forearm to the head. Sophie ducks it, secures Frisky in front pick up and prepares for a running spinebuster! Somehow Frisky flips up and over Sophie’s shoulder, drives a back kick to Sophie’s stomach as she approaches, slaps her in the chest, then does a springboard triangle armdrag, taking Sophie to the mat! However Sophie isn’t one to languish in a hold and she immediately rips herself free of Frisky’s grasp, then grabs her by her neck! With brute force she rips Frisky to her feet by her neck, then scoops her on her shoulders! Sophie then gets a wicked spin going, the crowd going “WHOOOOA WHOOOOA!!!” with each revolution. On the eighth revolution, Sophie leaps up and spikes Frisky on her skull with a spinning death valley driver!!! “HOLY SHIT!!!” chants ring out as Frisky lay on the mat breathing hard as Sophie smiles.)
Alpine: Sophie just crashed Frisky on her head with that brutal spinning death valley driver!! Frisky may be out!!
Rodz: Finally she got her hands on that slippery insect. Now pin her before she finds some Houdini method to reverse the pin fall.
(Sophie doesn’t waste any time on her dangerous opponent as she yanks the heavily dazed Frisky to her feet. With the woman looking out on her feet, Sophie comes racing in with a Split The Sky that leaves a clap echoing through the arena!! “OHHHS!!” from the crowd as Frisky flies back from the shot, unintentionally knocking down Oz Oxford Jr. before faceplanting to the mat! Sophie goes to cover but sees that Oz is out of it, bringing her to scream at the curtains!!)
Alpine: Oz is down and out, and it looks like Sophie is looking to get another ref in here!!
Rodz: Hobble faster Demitrious!!
(Malik Demitrious hobbles to ringside the fastest his one good leg will let him. He awkwardly run slides into the ring as Sophie picks up Frisky, looking to make sure she stays down this time. She scoops Frisky into her lap, then picks her up for the Around The World! The crowd “WHOOOA WHOOOA!!!”ing with each revolution! Just as she’s about to drop though, Frisky shows off her amazing resiliency by doing a sunset flip out of the powerbomb! It’s a little uncoordinated, but it’s enough to get a pinfall!!)
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WINNER: Frisky D. via PINFALL @ 8 minutes, 23 seconds.
Alpine: Talk about overcoming the odds!! Frisky D. just beat Sophie El!
Rodz: If that fat fuck Oz could take a bump without dropping like a fly we wouldn’t be seeing this result right now.
Alpine: Well whatever the case...oh come Sophie a win is a win!!
(Obviously frustrated by what’s happened, Sophie paces as Frisky rises, and when the alternate referee raises her hand, Sophie whirls and takes her out with her Death Dealer, the running lariat knocking Frisky right to the mat. Sophie drops and rolls out of the ring, and exceedingly politely asks for a microphone. She’s handed one and she paces again, bringing it to her lips as she quietly speaks, the fans actually dying down the boos to hear her.)
Sophie El: I am not here for this. I am here to prove myself as one of the best in professional wrestling today. If I have to step on insects to do that, I will. As many as I need to, until Slaine understands my worth.
(She hands the microphone back and makes her way backstage with a bounce in her step. The cameras go back to the back again, as Aurora is crouched down near a bench, a small tray of items such as gauze, a needle and sinew, and antiseptic with cotton balls nearby. She is carefully cleaning small cuts and contusions on Masaru, who doesn’t flinch even though it’s clear that it stings a little. She sighs as she checks the cut on his lip, shaking her head.)
Aurora: You have got to be more careful, dearie. I need you well, more than ever. Hell Is Waiting, and things are happening. You must be stronger, but more careful.
(Masaru grins almost lazily, he’s stumbled in here after walking away from the car crash and having refused medical attention, but he allows her to do it. He takes in a deep breath as he closes his eyes.)
Masaru Inoue: You should see the other guy…
(His grin is twisted, his eyes glowing slightly as he nods up with his chin, indicating Finn being carried off presumably by EMTs. Aurora rolls her amazing green eyes slightly as Masaru laughs, and she pats his arm.)
Aurora: Stop playing with your food, darling.
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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Aug 29, 2017 2:48:35 GMT
(Cameras cut to the backstage area where it pans on Frankie, who just went through a 'tutorial' of Faith's "Ground N' Pound", a big gash that was now covered via a thick bandage wrapped over his head. Cursing loudly in vain as Faith's name was mentioned several times behind the verbal bombs. Frankie was absolutely freaking out over it as he was soon due to compete.)
Frankie Starlight: Amazin'...just amazin. That little bimbo bitch gonna pay for this!
(He was absolutely frantic as his comrades tried to calm him.)
Geno Fortliti: You still got this, Frankie!
Frankie Starlight: This is byfar the biggest match of my career an' here I am juicin like a tomato.
(Frankie points to his forehead.)
Frankie Starlight: It's got its own target, ya know? No good for me.
Tony Tira: Worst thing you wanna do is go into this stressed out, capiche? Take a deep breath an' go handle business by puttin spooky jugs to bed! If her China doll show up, we'll handle that too!
(Frankie took a deep breath, as the two patted him on the back. Frankie showcased a smile as he seemed ready to go.)
Frankie Starlight: Yeah, you right, I got this! Gonna put her under and watch her drown. Not stealin mah night away from me!
(Frankie walked on off as Geno and Tony waited behind as Frankie made his way ringside, shadowboxing a bit before cameras had cut back to ringside.)
Rodz: Frankie is a gangster through and through, he’ll man up and fight through the blood if it comes to it. If the guy can take a bullet, he can take an Aurora ass beating.
Alpine: We’ll see about that.Aurora vs. Frankie Starlight (Right from the instrumental of ‘Nice Work If You Can Get It’, the crowd starts booing. Out comes Frankie Starlight with a large bandage wrapped around his head, flipping off the crowd with one hand and singing into a mic with the other. He saunters down the aisle, only stopping his singing to remove his jacket and tie. He then finishes the song in the ring, successfully dodging two soda cups thrown his way. With his sleeves rolled up and the banged up gangster looking motivated, his theme ends and is replaced by ‘Cold’ by Static X. Huge mixed reaction for one half of the tag team champions as the lights dim and a purple spotlight shines down on the curtains. Aurora emerges through the curtain, stepping through purple pyro as she comes to the ring sans her tag title. She looks confident with every step as she makes her way to the ring and makes her way up the steps. She smirks to Frankie’s tough guy bravado as he throws off a combo in her direction. She takes her corner calmly as her spotlight fades, the lights come back on, and her music silences. Referee Malik Demitrious checks with both competitors, then signals for the bell. Frankie tries to snatch a leg right off the bat, leading to Aurora drawing back her foot. She prepares for a lock up with Frankie, but drops a boot to the gut as he comes in and scoops him in for a headlock! The fans cheer as they sense a DDT, leaving Frankie to do his best to scamper out of the headlock and slide to the outside of the ring. Fans taunt Frankie as Aurora stands in the ring smirking at him running so quickly.)Alpine: Frankie is doing everything he can to protect his head, and for good reason. One solid DDT might be enough to bust him back open. Those sutures are fairly fresh.
Rodz: See, this is why I love pro wrestling. Get beat down in one segment and get busted open, then be allowed to compete that same night with a head injury. God bless wrestling for not being regulated.
(Aurora backs off to the center of the ring, allowing Frankie an opportunity to enter as some ringside fans shout “PUSSY!!” at Frankie, getting him to jaw back at them. With some crowd motivation behind him Frankie slides into the ring and aims for a flying clothesline. With finesse Aurora catches him with an armdrag, then slaps on an armbar. Being his arms are not in much better condition than his head, Frankie scampers to the nearest bottom ropes and snatches them for dear life. Malik honors the break and Frankie slowly picks himself up. As soon as Aurora grabs his hair to pick him up from behind, Frankie smashes her with a back elbow to the face, followed by an asai moonsault! From there Frankie picks up a little bit of confidence and momentum, nailing Aurora with a grounded dropkick to the back of the neck as she’s getting up! He follows that dropkick with a big stomp which Aurora thankfully rolls out of the way from! Frankie chases her to a corner, aiming for a shotgun dropkick only for Aurora to swat his boots to the side, land an elbow to the sternum, then follow up with a leaping rotating leg drop! The crowd is on Aurora’s side as she picks up Frankie and hooks him by the head. She then leaps off the nearest ropes as she goes for a tornado DDT, only for Frankie to toss her off at the last second and aim a lightning quick no hands enziguri which drops Aurora to the mat!)
Alpine: Somehow, someway Frankie has avoided Aurora’s dreaded DDT’s and put her in a position where Frankie is in control!
Rodz: The worst thing he can do right now is give her breathing room. If he wants to take this home he has to keep up the pressure and not let her recover.(Frankie follows the enziguri with a bounce off the ropes, then comes back with a big stomp, landing on Aurora’s back as she’s pushing up! “OHHHHS!!!” from the crowd as he quickly rotates to the front and picks her up. He yanks her up by her hair and starts a chain of european uppercuts, each shot knocking her back to the nearest corner! Once dazed he backs up, then comes running in with a yell for a shotgun dropkick only for Aurora to dodge the kick in the nick of time, allowing Frankie to hit nothing but pads. She backs up and allows Frankie to stand, only to crack him with a big bicycle kick to the face as he turns in her direction!! “OHHHHS” as Frankie bounces off the ropes dazed, right into another big bicycle kick which knocks him to the ropes! Frankie won’t go down though as he holds onto the top rope. Still with some fight in him, he rushes at Aurora for a superkick, only for her to catch the boot, throw it down, catch Frankie’s punch, twist into the Carpathian Cross, Frankie shrugs it off and tosses her to the ropes, she ducks the clothesline on the return, and returns with a devastating Ghostly Kiss DDT!!! Blood seeps from under Frankie's bandage as he grimaces on the mat. The crowd cheers as Aurora drops down for the cover!)
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Alpine: Frankie put up a good fight, but in the end succumbed to the powerful spell of Aurora’s Ghostly Kiss DDT.
Rodz: AH AHA AHA like it would’ve ended any other way.
Alpine: Oh great, these goons…..
(The Collective run down the ramp with their heavy tread, but they don’t get very far as Johnny Rebel steps out from next to the ramp and holds up a hand, making a few threats to get their attention.)
Johnny Rebel: You two fuckmooks want fired? Because if you touch that woman you’re both fired and if you’re lucky that’s all. You’ve pushed your luck one too many times tonight, so it’s time all three of you get out. Take Frankie with you, and maybe think about getting him some real stitches before he bleeds out of the gash on his forehead…(Johnny chortles with laughter, obviously thinking something super dirty before he waves the security he has with him on to escort them out before they can cause more trouble, ignoring the dirty glances and threats showered at him.)(Cutting away the cameras find Faith with her tag partner Leoncio as they watch the monitor close by, and Leon crosses himself with a grin.)Leoncio De Soto: It’s a blessing that those two are gone now tonight. I don’t have to worry about them interfering in my match, this is a golden opportunity for me and I’d hate to have to gut a man like a fish for messing in my business.(Faith nods.)Faith: I’m still pissed at [REDACTED], but don’t worry, I’ll be keeping an eye on your match.Leoncio: Thanks, mamacita!(Leoncio nods and gets a fist bump before he heads to ringside. The cameras cut to find Anastasia standing before a brick wall, ready in her gear for her own title defense tonight.)Anastasia: Understand me. I am proud to be what I am, the Rising Phoenix Champion. I will always be proud to be a champion and I show you all that every time I get into a ring. I will not be denied! Tonight Imma fight Leoncio, and I'm sure he wants to be a champion too, but that day may come for him some other time. This is MINE. And it's gonna stay mine. Being the Rising Phoenix Champion means everything to me, and since our Iron King wants me to prove myself, that I'm gonna do, he better be watching. Closely.
Rodz: I see it being fast. Really fast. Not so much the time of the match but the pace. Hopefully I don’t throw up. Those mojitos aren’t going so smooth in my stomach.
Alpine: It could very well be a fast affair between these two agile warriors. Main event time folks!Rising Phoenix Championship Anastasia Starling(c) vs. Leonicio De Soto (Standing in the ring is Lenne Hardt, smiling out to the packed Budweiser Auditorium.)Hardt: It’s time for the main event of the evening!!!(Cheers from the crowd as we get a quick crowd scan of the enthusiastic Colorado natives.)Hardt: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the Rising Phoenix Championship!!(‘Maybe I’m A Lion’ by Songe hits over the PA, bringing on a decent crowd reaction for the charismatic Leonicio. He comes bursting through a strobe lit curtain, looking motivated and ready for his big match. He plays to the left side of the crowd, then the right before smiling big to the camera and making his way ringside.)Hardt: Making his way to the ring is the challenger! Weighing in at 180 pounds, he is the Rugged Rugido, LLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOONNNNNNIIIIIICCCCCCCCCIIIIIIOOOOOO DEEEEEEE SSOOOOOOOTTTTTTTTTTTTOOOOOOO!!!!!!
Alpine: Leonicio is looked amped for his big match up tonight. The good part is we don’t have to worry about the troublesome Collective mucking up his biggest chance in PW yet.
Rodz: Muck up or enhance, that’s the question. Match interaction is in the eye of the beholder. I say if you’re a real contender you beat the odds and beat the champ no matter what.(Rugido makes his way to ringside slapping a few hands before darting in the ring. He hops on the top turnbuckle, screaming out to the crowd before taking off his furry vest. He tosses it to a ring girl with a wink and a smile, then takes his corner. As he does the lights dim, leaving the crowd to cheer as ‘Time’(Yelhigh! Remix) by Satellite Empire takes over Leo’s theme. Silver and blue spotlights shine down on the curtains, and it’s not long after that the bird girl herself Anastasia comes bursting through the curtains! She does a quick fly around the stage in her ringmaster jacket before racing to the ring.)Hardt: And the champion, weighing in at 117 pounds….she is the reigning, DEFENDING Rising Phoenix Champion….’The Songbird’ AAAANNNNNNNNAAAAAAASSSSTTTTTTAAAAAASSSSIIIIAAAAAAA SSSTTTTTTTTAAAAARRRRRRLLLLLLLIIIIIINNNNNGGGGG!!!!!Alpine: Anastasia has been a top name all over pro wrestling recently, coming incredibly close to claiming the SSWA World Championship from former PW International Champion Ashlyn De Luca. It’s nice to see how PW makes dominate stars across the pro wrestling landscape.
Rodz: PW: You’ve heard of us, and you’re scared to compete for us. I don’t blame them, this place pops inflated egos and rips the stuffing out of padded records. (Anastasia flies down to ringside, then hops on the apron. With a forward front flip over the top rope she lands in a bow, then takes her top hat off. She tosses the hat to the ring girl nearby, and removes her long ringmaster coat. Once down to her wrestling gear, she removes her championship from her waist. She goes to hand it over to Demitrious, but before doing so makes sure to shove it towards Leo and yell “MINE!!!” Demitrious takes the championship, holds it up to the crowd, then hands it off to the timekeeper. With both competitors ready, Demitrious signals for the bell.)DING DING DING!!!
(Both competitors go to the center of the ring, engaging in a handshake before getting into a lock up. Leo torques up the left elbow of Anastasia, forcing her into an uncomfortable position as he cranks up the limb. Not for long though as she drops to her back, kicks away his hand, then nips back up! Unfortunately it’s right into a big chop from Leo, which gets the crowd “WOOOO!!!”ing and Ana clenching from the stiff shot. Leo throws Ana to the ropes and much to his surprise, she leaps in the air and lands on the second rope, then steps up to the third rope! With perfect balance she rotates her body towards Leo and waves for him to bring it. The crowd is standing, in marvel at her balance as Leo rushes her with a flying knee, only for Ana to leap in the air! Leo’s shot misses, causes him to tumble to the outside! Ana is ready on the come down as she lands on the top rope, then converts it to an asai moonsault just as Leo is standing!!! “ANA-STA-SIA CLAP CLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP” gets going for the Songbird as she picks up Leo. She goes to toss him into the ring but he reverses her toss, sending her back crashing across the apron! He quickly capitalizes with a dropkick to the face, then grabs her and tosses her into the ring. Leo then quickly hops on the apron, springboards off, and nails the standing Anastasia with a springboard dropkick! The shot sends Ana to the outside, where the brave Leo plans his next move!)Alpine: Leonicio De Soto is not backing down from Anastasia, even after that highlight worthy tightrope moonsault from her!
Rodz: It’s hard to look at that cute face of hers and consider her a carny. But that’s exactly what she is, an insane smiley faced acrobatic carny. (Leo hunches down, scouting Ana’s location as the crowd stands to their feet. Just as Ana comes to her feet, Leo does a tope dive right into a flying triangle choke, dragging Anastasia to the ground! Malik hobbles his way to the outside to officiate the possible tapout. Even though Leo has the hold on tightly, Ana is able to find a way to disjoint her shoulder and pop her way out of the hold! Leo’s one uncovered eye pops as she pops back in her shoulder and nods at him with a smile. He makes his way to his feet as Anastasia is ready for the lock up, followed by a quick float around to the back, a back elbow duck, then a sharp reverse hurricanrana that sends Leonicio bouncing off his head and doing a spectacular flip to go with it! “HOLY SHIT!!” gets going for the smiling Ana as she eyes a possible finish. She runs in for the Sturnidae, but somehow Leo has enough in him to raise his knees up, causing her to bounce off and hit the outer mat to “OHHHHH!!!”s from the audience. The two lay there, Leo looking to be in more pain than Ana as they recover. With no countouts, the two take their time to recover, with Ana rising at seven, and Leo at nine. Leo is ready for Ana as soon as she reaches for a lock up, clapping her across the chest with a sharp chop!!! “WOOOOS!!!” from the crowd as Ana takes the shot, then comes back with a boot to the gut, then a springboard off the guardrail into a springboard polish hammer!! “ANA-STA-SIA!!!” starts up again as she claps enthusiastically to the crowd love.)Alpine: It seems like Leo figured out that his arm related offense won’t have much effect on the double jointed Anastasia. He’s going to either have to knock this woman out or outlast her.
Rodz: Or choke the living shit out of her. Last I checked her carotid artery is fair game.
Alpine: That's IF Leo can secure a choke, which he was unsuccessful with earlier.(Anastasia heads to the top rope, aiming for a big move on Leo as he recovers. Just as Leo rolls over onto her back, Ana flips down for the Songbird’s Flight! However Leo moves in time, leaving the resilient Anastasia to adjust mid-air, land on her feet, duck The Enziguri, then nail Leonicio with her Spinning Bird Kick as he’s standing up! “OHHHH!!!”s from the crowd as he stumbles to the guardrail, taking a short breather before getting an apron assisted dropkick to the back of the head, knocking him back to the outer mat! Anastasia hops back up on the apron, plays to the crowd as she flaps her wings, then flies off for Sturnidae! Once again Leo dodges, but Ana is able to recover well on her feet. She ducks his clothesline attempt, cracks him with a jawbreaker, then follows with the Our Lady Peace!! “OHHHH!!!”s from the crowd as Leo hits the guardrail back first looking hurt. Before he can collapse to the outer mat, Anastasia picks him up and body slams him over the guardrail, getting the crowd to “OHHHHH!!!” one more time as he lays hanging off the guardrail back first. Anastasia is quick to capitalize as she gets on the apron adjacent to the guardrail, takes a deep breath, and lands a big jump Sturnidae to smashes Leo spine into the guardrail!!! “HOLY SHIT!!!” from the crowd as Leo flops over to the outer mat, giving Ana the pinfall opportunity.)
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WINNER, and STILL Rising Phoenix Champion: Anastasia Starling via PINFALL @ 8 minutes, 56 seconds.
Alpine: Leonicio gave her a good fight, even escaping three of her finishers. But if you keep on escaping Ana, you’re only going to make her more persistent, and she showed that tonight.
Rodz: She will not be denied her property. Cassius is in for one hell of a challenge once the day comes.(As Ana celebrates after her win, Cassius comes out onto the stage and stares down the ramp at her, and when she looks up at him he gives her a golf clap, checks his watch and pretends to shake his wrist as if the watch isn't working right. He doesn't have a microphone but Cassius yells to Ana, telling her to try harder.! Much, much harder! He then smugly walks away as Ana stares him down before the cameras cut to focus on the PW Logo.) |
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