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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Jan 4, 2017 3:08:31 GMT
 NIGHT ONE
January 3rd, 2017
Circus Circus Casino
Las Vegas, Nevada
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3!!WINNER: Agnes Gertrude via PINFALL @ 48 seconds.(Following the match Seth Black walks down to the ring with a clipboard and pen. He hands it to Agnes, who signs her PW contract and hands it back to Seth among a favorable response from the audience.)ON AIR[The camera pans up quickly, almost dizzyingly straight up to the edge of the Circus Circus casino roof, then makes a quick run up the side of the building and pans around once there until it focuses on the lean form of PW’s Rebirth Champion, Aurora. She’s got a black cut-away tailored coat complete with tails on over a t-shirt the camera can’t quite catch the design of, a pair of jeans and her favorite boots on, standing at her side and slightly behind her is the looming form of her husband Legacy, his signature long white hair blowing in the wind as it rushes over the building. On each shoulder Aurora bears a title belt, on her left the World title and the right the Rebirth, both of them inscribed with her name in bold letters. AURORA. As the lights from the building and the rides below are reflected upward to run colors over the pair, Aurora speaks.]
Aurora: I don’t know why they expected it to be any different. [Legacy’s attention turned from the crowd below to turn towards her, a dark chuckle coming from the Monster from Chicago.]Legacy: We’ve had this discussion. Fools never learn, especially from the evidence in front of their faces. You could stab every one of them and they’d deny the knife sticking out of their chests. [Rori’s lips quirked.]
Aurora: I’m just pleased that in this instance there are some gems among the trash. There are people in this tournament that I actually want to fight. It’s very exciting to me. People I’ve never gotten to face, or wanted so bad to face again. It’s like a belated Christmas present. At least I’m choosing to look at it that way. Legacy: Anyone in particular? [His expression held a spark of curiosity as he took a healthy drink from the bottle of Johnnie Walker Blue in his hand, and she smiled slightly in return.]Aurora: Oh yes. There’s one that I think may be the one. We’ll see. Look at that, I’ve learned some patience after all. [Legacy laughed, a sound that would run up the back and get in the ears like nails on a chalkboard but Rori just smiled wider.]Aurora: I’m going to do it, love. I’m going to defend this Rebirth title every match. Follow the path you set, until I have to make my own. It starts tonight with Calvin Harris - and I intend to follow it all the way to the end. You may well be standing with the very first Iron Queen, and why not? I’ve pioneered so many lovely things. [The cameras then cut to ringside.]Alpine: Welcome everyone to night one of the Iron King Tournament, aka Redemption 102! We got a stacked line up for both nights, and I for one am pumped to be back here doing Iron King and back here in Vegas!
Rodz: I'm pumped full of cocktails and ready to watch people get knocked out and broken for our enjoyment!
Alpine: I know you are Johnny. Kicking off things first tonight is a non-tournament match up featuring former PW Redemption Champion Kris Keebler facing off against the impressive newcomer Finn Whelan. Youth vs. experience, who takes this Johnny?
Rodz: Well usually I'd go with experience, but just look at that fat schmuck who used to be Kris Keebler standing in the ring. No entrance, dressed in his street clothes, gut almost as big as mine. I'd say he's done for.
Alpine: He doesn't look himself, that's for sure.Kris Keebler vs. Finn Whelan(Keebler is already standing in the ring having made his entrance off camera. He's in street clothes and looking totally disgusted with even having to perform in a casino. He points to the crowd, screaming "LAST MATCH!!" proudly as the fans boo him. One catches him square in the nose with his full fountain drink, getting cheers from the crowd. The irate Keebler demands to Oz Oxford Jr. for the match to start right now. 'Everybody Sells Cocaine' plays, and out comes Finn Whelan. Finn quickly takes off his denim jacket, slides into the ring, and catches a punch from Keebler on the stand up. Finn fires back with a headbutt to the affected nose of Keebler, knocking him off balance as the bell rings. Keebler stands up in a mad rush but is floored with a dropkick, and another dropkick! That's not enough to stop the angry Keebler who gets up again, only to be taken to the mat red faced with a fujiwara armbar! Finn cranks on the move for a good five seconds, then stands up as he holds the arm. From there he grabs the other and proceeds to lift up Keebler and crush his face into the mat with the Seattle Terror!! "OHHH!!"s from the crowd as Keebler rolls over and kicks in pain, holding his sore face and more than likely broken nose. Since his arm is in good position, Finn dives down and hooks one of Keebler's arms, proceeding to torque it backwards with The Underdog! Keebler stops focusing on the pain of his face and instead focuses on the pain of his arm! However as hard as Finn cranks, Keebler won't tap! It takes Oz Jr. hearing the sickening crack of bones breaking for him to remove Finn from Keebler, stopping the match!!)WINNER: Finn Whelan via REFEREE STOPPAGE @ 1 minute, 31 seconds.
Alpine: Finn Whelan not only dominated Keebler, but I think he broke his arm as well!
Rodz: He wasn't kidding about this being his last match.[Finn Whelan shakes his head and pulls his hand free of the referee’s. He paces a moment then gestures for the ring announcer to toss him a microphone!]Finn Whelan: I want a REAL challenge! This so-called veteran of the sport, this just wasn’t enough for me. Come on there has to be... [Before he can finish Charlotte Villanuve comes charging out of the back and slides into the ring, accepting his challenge. Finn drops the microphone, the referee calls for the bell and Finn unloads frustration upon her, she barely gets a strike in before he drives her shoulder first into the top turnbuckles! She shrieks in pain and falls to the mat, and the referee throws up the X and calls for the bell again as Charlotte has to be helped from the ring.]Alpine: Oh you hate to see that. Rodz: Looks like her shoulder is separated… this may be the last time we see her in a PW ring! [Whelan gets the microphone again, and shakes his head.]Finn Whelan: ANYONE ELSE? [The massive Pork Chop comes out, jawing on his slow way down the ramp, and rolls his way into the ring but as soon as he gets to a stand? He’s taken out with Whelan’s ‘Revelation 6:4’ the lifting single underhook DDT drops the Chop like a sack of moldy potatoes, and he is out cold. Finn rolls smoothly to his feet, getting the microphone for the last time.]Finn Whelan: That’s enough damage for one night, but promise you this - get me a real challenge. [He drops and rolls out of the ring in front of the stunned Circus Circus crowd.]Iron King Tournament Round 1
Street Fight Rules
TALE OF THE TAPE
NAME: RON SWAT
AGE: 39
HT: 5'10"
WT: 246
STYLE: GRAPPLER
FINISHER: I'M GONNA POUND YOU RAW
NAME: CHRIS ANDREW
AGE: 20
HT: 6'1"
WT: 204
STYLE: MODERN CRUISERWEIGHT
FINISHER: CANYON DIVE
Alpine: For the first fight of the night, we take it poolside over to the Circus Circus pool!
Rodz: Aka the disease lounge. Place stinks of piss and chlorine.Ron Swat vs. Chris Andrew(Both men start the match in the pool area of Circus Circus. Out of safety to Chris Andrew, Oz Oxford Jr. demands Ron be kept outside of the gated area till' the match starts. Fans outline the gate as a seething Ron waits for a cue from the referee. The bell rings and the door is opened by Oz, letting the man beast in the cage. Immediately Ron races for Chris, but the more intelligent Chris is ready for him with a bullfighter-esque Ole', causing Ron to barrel right into the pool! The fans laugh as a pissed Ron goes to swim out of the pool. However that doesn't end well in his favor as Chris takes advantage of the height difference and nails him with a diving dropkick into the pool! Hoping the shot would stun Ron, Chris instead finds himself close to Ron. Ron grabs a hold of Chris and shoves him underneath the water, drowning him! With the rules being a street fight, Oz Jr. and the fans can only watch as a man is drowned on live internet. Suddenly out of the pack of fans a familiar face appears. It's Richard Roque, smiling and getting patted on the back by fans. He's dressed in a navy blue Armani business suit and enjoying a pear. He enters the poolside area and chuckles at Ron, who turns his attention to Richard. He leaves Chris gasping for air and hops the pool ledge with fire in his eyes. Chris, as suffocated as he is uses the moment to his advantage. He drags his body out of the pool, climbs up the diving board ladder, and positions himself. Even though he's a little woozy from being drowned, he has his target set. Just as Ron is about to wring Richard's neck, he points up. Ron predictably looks up just as Chris dives off, nailing the Canyon Dive on Ron! "HOLY SHIT!!" chants from the fans as Roque spikes his pear off of Ron's head and leaves the poolside area. With Ron down from the shot, Chris scampers for the cover.)
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3!!!WINNER: Chris Andrew via PINFALL @ 4 minutes, 02 seconds.
Alpine: It took a distraction from Richard Roque, but Andrew advances in the Iron King past a dangerous Ron!
Rodz: I'm just waiting for his guy to kill someone live. It's gonna happen. Not that I mind.(After the match, the bell ringing in favor of the winner, Chris Andrew, Ron Swat had that look on his face. You could almost hear that ominous theme, similar to JAWS as Andrew attention was on getting the victory. Swat had gotten up and on his feet as the backs of Andrew and the referee were facing him. Standing there, analyzing the moment, wiping his mouth as a sick grin grew.) Alpine: Uh... Rodz: Ssshh.. Alpine: Andrew might want to turn around, like NOW. Rodz: Oh this is about to be sweet! (Swat continued with his grin before soon turning that grin upside down real quick. BAM!!! Andrew went face-first to the concrete after a ‘clubbing’ forearm right to the back of the head and neck area via Ron Swat. The referee had taken a hit from Andrew getting clubbed but he rolled away to safety. Andrew was far from ‘safe’ as he was mounted by Swat’s massive two hundred and forty-six pound frame. Andrew struggled to get free as Swat had him pinned down with that same forearm he was taken down with. Ron again, the look in his eyes spelled trouble and probably a loss of viewership.) Alpine: OH GOD NO! Rodz: Sorry it had to be you, Chris Andrew! Ron is one dirty bastard, he loves it rawww! (Ron smiles to the crowd as he’s in position. You could hear a ‘yelling’ Andrew try continually to pry away but that strong grip Ron had was on point. An unlikely sight came into the picture as TOAST ran down to the pool and into the poolside area, shoving Swat off of Andrew, stopping what would’ve been definitely an arrest with the cops outside of the gated area, supervising.) Alpine: Never thought I’d say these words, but... Thank God for Toast! Rodz: Yea, thanks for ruining Swat’s late gift to Chris Andrew. (Swat makes his exit out of the pool and away from the scene, pissed at Toast who does his best to cheer his buddy up. From the psycho's face we head to the outside of the main entrance of Circus Circus.)TALE OF THE TAPE
NAME: ARKIA FISK
AGE: 31
HT: 5'9"
WT: 175
STYLE: TECH / HIGH FLYER
FINISHER: HEAD GAME
NAME: JESSICA HENDRIX
AGE: 22
HT: 5'5"
WT: 115
STYLE: MIXED
FINISHER: GOOD NIGHT SUGAR
Alpine: Arkia Fisk has ruthlessly taunted Jessica Hendrix ahead of their match up, and even kicked it up a notch when she announced she's retiring from wrestling for a job in modeling.
Rodz: With a chin like that, good luck. Guys tend to go limp with chicks that have Stan Smith chins.
Alpine: Anyways, both women are waiting outside of the Circus Circus's front entrance for a literal fight in the street!
Rodz: It was nice knowing Jessica. Not really.Arkia Fisk vs. Jessica Hendrix(We take it to the front entrance of Circus Circus in front of the dazzling light display. Cops corral a circle around the front, allowing an open area for the women to do their thing. Fans scream and holler, but not for Jessica Hendrix as she stands there trying to rally the fans up. No use. Then we hear 'She's A Bitch' by Missy Elliot, and the fans erupt. Out comes Arkia Fisk from the main entrance to cheers from the fans. A "KIA!!" chant gets going as the suspender wearing beauty comes out holding a metal post from a stop sign. Jessica's eyes widen at the foreign weapon, and immediately she goes to Oz and complains, who simply shrugs his shoulders and says there's nothing I can do. She tries complaining to the cops, who simply laugh in her face as Arkia's theme ends. Leaving her back exposed is a bad idea being Arkia rushes in with a post to the back of the head, dropping Jessica! From there it's hard smashes to the back from the post, causing Jessica to scream in pain! Blood trickles from the back of her head as the fans chant "FUCK HER UP KIA FUCK HER UP *CLAP CLAP*" Arkia smiles and obliges with a swinging tee off to the side of Jessica's face, smashing her in the chin with the post! "HOLY SHIT!!" from the crowd as Jessica spits out a tooth and a mouthful of blood. Deciding to put the poor woman out of her misery, Arkia hunches down as her opponent crawls on all fours barely coherent. She then races forward with a disgustingly hard soccer kick to the chin, causing her to go out cold immediately!! Another "HOLY SHIT!!" from the crowd as Arkia walks away back through the front entrance, already knowing she got the job done.)WINNER: Arkia Fisk @ 1 minute, 15 seconds via KNOCKOUT
Alpine: JESUS! THAT KICK...BRUTAL! I think...I think we have to go to a commercial timeout!Rodz: Oh no, no we won’t! Arkia Fisk, known to deliver with them hands can do the same with her feet as Jessica feeling every ounce of anger on the receiving end. (It is shown with Seth Black standing a few feet from the situation. With a quick response, the EMTs and Paramedics came rushing to the aide of Hendrix.) Alpine: Our prayers with Hendrix here, hoping for the best. We’ll be back after a brief timeout. Rodz: Holy shit she got her big ass chin punted to Saturn! Dayum! (The tragic scene is switched to a commercial, promoting Richard Roque’s “Roque Total Body Fitness”. Another advert of him showing off his muscular physique. A set of him and five others in the background mimicking his every move as he flexed his muscles, his arms, showing in detail what can be done with his system, his equipment. The “1-800-GET-RTBF” flashing repeatedly in big, bold font across the screen continued throughout the showing of several folks showing their before and after of using the program and fitness equipment.) 1-800-GET-RTBF |
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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Jan 4, 2017 3:09:40 GMT
TALE OF THE TAPE
NAME: ANASTASIA STARLING
AGE: 24
HT: 5'4"
WT: 117
STYLE: ACROBATIC HIGH FLYER
FINISHER: STURNIDAE
NAME: DRAGON DIABOLICO
AGE: 24
HT: 6'0"
WT: 215
STYLE: POWER
FINISHER: DRAGON’S INFERNO
Alpine: Up next we have the masked dragon Dragon Diabolico facing off against the brand new Rising Phoenix Champion, Anastasia Starling. This is a non-title street fight, and upon Anastasia's request it will take place on the Circus Circus main stage.
Rodz: Why in a regular wrestling ring? Why not something different?
Alpine: I'm thinking she may want to play with some of the equipment they have on hand.Anastasia Starling vs. Dragon Diabolico(We get a good shot of what Johnny is talking about as the usual circus equipment has been delegated to the rafters. However the swinging ropes, the tight ropes, and the platforms remain, as well as the sturdy net which lies just above the ring. After that view we go to Dragon Diabolico who waits in the ring for his opponent. 'Time' hits, and out comes Anastasia Starling with her Rising Phoenix Championship held high. She walks over to the timekeeper, hands over her belt, then removes her sparkling ringmaster jacket. She hands off the items to a ring girl, looks to Demonico, then points to the sky. She then jumps on a hanging rope by the rampway and starts crawling up to one of the platforms above the ring. Diabolico curses her out, but eventually hops out of the ring in a huff and follows her up the rope. She reaches the top of a platform just as Diabolico catches up to her. He tugs hard on her leg, threatening to knock her off! Fans gasp as she wavers, then is able to kick Diabolico in the face with her free leg, causing him to release and her to fall to her butt on the platform. Quickly she picks herself up and escapes the situation by walking across the connected tight rope. She gets halfway across the fifty foot tight rope before looking back to Dragon who's trying to steady himself on the platform. She waves at him and says "C'MON SILLY!!" and Dragon simply shakes his head, grimaces, and tries to tight rope walk. He makes about four good steps before slipping and falling, landing crotch first on the steel wire. "OHHH!!!"s from the crowd as Dragon then tips over, falling down back first and landing on the net 25 feet below! Anastasia sees her target, and goes for it. With perfect balance she runs five feet across the top rope and dives off, landing a twenty five foot drop Sturnidae on Dragon! "HOLY SHIT!!" from the crowd as the impact causes Anastasia and Dragon to bounce up in the air six feet, then comes crashing down with Ana on top of Dragon! She goes for the pin and Oz counts from the ring!)
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3!!!WINNER: Anastasia Starling via PINFALL @ 4 minutes, 13 seconds.
Alpine: Ana just pulled off a twenty five foot drop Sturnidae off a tight rope! This woman does something innovative nearly every match.
Rodz: First off, what kind of dumbass follows her up there? Second, yeah that was pretty dope.[As Ana’s theme "Time (Yelhigh! Remix)" plays after her well fought victory, Ana raises her hands to the crowd as she kneels on the wobbly netting as the fans scream! From there she crawls off to the side of the netting, taking a ladder down to ringside. Ana high fives a few fans before her newly wedded wife Sophie comes down the ramp and pops up in front of her and Ana lowers her hand and takes both of Sophie’s with a wide grin before releasing them. She gets a microphone and first waves to all the fans, before she brings it up to her lips.]Anastasia: Everyone! Thank you so much for the love and supports, but I want you to know this lady here with me to celebrate tonight - her name is Sophie and she is going to whoop Mason Daniel’s ass! [Her eyes go wide a second and she murmurs.]
Anastasia: Pound in the swear jar. [Then she smiles happily and points at Sophie before she hands off the microphone and the pair exit the ringside area, sweetly holding hands as they go up the ramp. The cameras cut backstage to find PW’s Rebirth Champion Aurora as she watches a monitor near the gorilla position, the music that plays over the Circus Circus sound system is loud and belongs to Masaru Inoue as he makes his way to the outside street for his match. Instead of her usual tumbler of Johnnie Walker Blue, Aurora has a triple chocolate protein shake, and she idly sips it as she watches the screen. She’s still in her casual street clothes, jeans and heavy Harley boots that are likely steel toed, her hair in a tight braid, and wearing a brand new Holly Chainsaw t-shirt. Her rings are off and tucked away safely in her hotel room likely, and just as likely going to be replaced for her own fight against Calvin Harris with the highly polished pair of brass knucks peeking out of her back pocket; her right hand has a fingerless glove on, likely to get her the best grip on the famous ballbat Black Betty that’s leaned up against the wall next to her.
Another sip and something catches her attention, she barely shifts her attention off the screen though as she murmurs, a little louder than her usual signature breathy whisper as she holds her chocolatey concoction up a bit.]Aurora: It’s non-alcoholic. [The footsteps aren’t exactly light she tends to save that for more stealthy moments. At this point she has no reason to sneak and no reason to hide. Walking in with a deeply blooded white beater and further distressed Aphrodite jeans and a pair of white/black Black Sparrow sneakers.] : Well considering I just beat a bitch back to the Ice Age, where is the alcoholic? [‘Ms. Busine$$’ Arkia Fisk finally makes her presence known blood all over her caramel skin as she smiles in Aurora’s presence. Taking the hair tie holding her long black and brown locks in a ponytail letting it loose her hair cascades down her back as she begins the search.]Arkia Fisk: So sincere though, where is it at? [Rori’s lips move to a grin.]Aurora: Can’t get anything past you, even still. [She turns a little away from the monitor and the camera, fishes down her shirt and comes up with a silvery flask, which she hands over with a soft laugh.]Aurora: Was going to… well I can’t rightly say Asian Mist but I was straight going to spit that in his eyes. I think you’ll have a better time with it. [Arkia’s eyes open up brightly as she surveys the flask then a pleasured giggle leaves her lips.]Arkia Fisk: She’s sooo pretty. What kind of goodies do we have here? [Opening the flask she tips it back slightly drinking it and the strength of it hits her only for a moment until she swallows and smiles.]
Arkia Fisk: Ooooh, are you trying to get Tj killed? I might hurt him I drink enough of this. [Aurora’s own laugh joins hers, a noticeable amount louder than she would have in the past.]Aurora: Well maybe hurt him in that good way, but kill him? No way, that man’s got to have a fountain of youth tucked away somewhere. Swear he never ages. Aurora: In case I get the chance to whip this around and smack him in the face. A girl’s got to be prepared. [Arkia watches in awe of the braid pulling the flask to her lips once again and drinking a little more. She moves forward with her free hand examining the metal.]Arkia Fisk: My Cuban side, would allow this in my hair. My father’s side...I’d never get that metal out again. Something straight out of a Where’s Waldo book. Where’s the metal I put in 7 months ago? [Arkia chuckles drinking more from the flask then looks at it.]Arkia Fisk: Giiiirrrlll, I’m about to coming out of Circus Circus completely rated R, outside of the street fight I mean, this messing around right here. This is very good. Just that perfect amount of bite to make it nice. [Rori laughs again, a slightly rueful look comes and goes.]Aurora: I figure, there’s always some jackass that tries to grab my braid too, you remember. Let him get a nice big handful of sharp edges instead. [She takes a sip of her shake and grins.]Aurora: That’s my favorite, a bit of that Johnnie Walker Blue. Sort of sentimental for me, but it’s the smoothest thing I drink. Doesn’t sneak up on you like the cheap stuff, you know going in on this it’s going to be something else. [Another little laugh that ends with an amused sigh.]Aurora: Thought about some of the RISE kids, drinking a bit of that and then had to wonder if I locked my desk drawer. [Arkia sips a bit more.]Arkia Fisk: You’ve introduced this before to me then. Especially those ignorant days in the office. I only have drunk it around you so maybe my tastebuds continue to enjoy the party. A definite party in my mouth. Soo… [Arkia gives Aurora the up down noticing the brass knuckles and seeing the signature bat in the corner.]Arkia Fisk: You planning a beatdown or murder? And can I continue to sip on this while you do this? [Rori winks and nudges her bat with the toe of her boot.]Aurora: Oh this? This is light, just a street fight but you know me, such an overachiever. I’m so used to the disrespect that I just automatically get that comfort, bat in hand. Weird part is, I’m not angry at all. Used to be, I’d have already lost my temper twice before the match started. Maybe Legacy was right, being a mom mellowed me out a bit. [She reaches and taps the edge of the flask lightly.]Aurora: Definitely sip all you want. You deserve it, you laid the hand of Goddess on that girl. I think we should put that on a loop at the gym when we get back. Let them get a good, long look. [Arkia smiles brightly at that fingering through her own hair for a moment with her free hand.]Arkia Fisk: Noo, don’t do that. I’m the ‘nice’ one reme---. [Arkia can’t even finish her sentence without breaking out in a full fit of laughter causing her head to even lean back a bit before straightening up.] Arkia Fisk: Whew, the humor. Putting the belt on each and every go. Bold, but so you. How confident are you feeling to be doing that, laying it up? [Aurora snickers a little at her outburst, though the question got her looking more serious, those big green eyes looking Arkia over.]
Aurora: It’s bold, sure but there’s more to it… remember what happened when Legacy did it and then turned around and lost it? I think it’s just I wanted to do something he didn’t. To shut up those idiots that claimed I only did what I did because of him… even when he wasn’t here, off in another company. I never thought I’d get the chance to, with everything but I couldn’t resist that, the trying to do something I hadn’t. The challenge, that really gets me going even more than the idea of this belt on the line. [Rori laughs and shakes her head again.]Aurora: Keep telling myself, I don’t have shit to prove to anyone, not anymore and then I go and do stuff like this. Swear there’s something wrong in how I’m wired. [Arkia extends her arms out wide with an understanding kind of expression written all over her face.]Arkia Fisk: The fact I’m standing here. Covered in some bitches' blood and still wanting more. I think you are preaching to the choir here. No need to prove a goddamn thing. Yet, I want to throw my ass right back into the trenches. Senseless but I love it. Plus, there’s a small part of the mind that says shit Tj did it so can I. Are we petty wives for this? [Arkia laughs a little drinking more from the flask.]Aurora: No, I wouldn’t say that we’re petty wives. We’re just hard headed, and competitive, and you know, I know exactly what you mean. Common sense tells me that there’s going to be things I can’t do that he did. I mean you’ve seen the man, he’s seven foot tall. [She laughs again herself, that laugh she came back from Ireland with.]Aurora: But when did I ever listen to common sense? If I’d have done that, I wouldn’t have my precious daughters. So maybe, we just do what we do. I just get that curious in my head, asking myself if I can do it. Someday I’ll learn that I don’t need to, maybe. Arkia Fisk: Fuck that, life is more interesting pushing the limits. Lets be honest we aren’t the type of mothers content with a book club and wine tasting weekends. Regardless of what we think, this is just where we belong. Competition, danger, bullshit, all of it. Those that can’t do teach? No no, that shit don’t fly here. It’s just as it should be. [Arkia wipes some sweat from her brow the blood smearing from her wrist on her face.]Arkia Fisk: Getting these bitches off our lawn. I approve that message. [Rori uses her thumb to wipe a clear spot on Arkia’s cheek and then drops a quick kiss on it, a soft laughing heard after.]Aurora: Damn straight. They might not have known before tonight, but when it ends… oh they’re going to. [The cameras focus on the pair before cutting away to the big screen again.]TALE OF THE TAPE
NAME: NYLA LAZADO
AGE: 21
HT: 5'5"
WT: 110
STYLE: STRATEGIST
FINISHER: HEARTBREAK AVENUE
NAME: MASARU INOUE
AGE: 28
HT: 6'1"
WT: 190
STYLE: STRIKER / GRAPPLER
FINISHER: KILL SHOT!
Alpine: For this match we're going to...the Adventuredome?
Rodz: What? It's a indoor theme park. And why in the hell is she going on a roller coaster?
Alpine: Apparently Nyla thinks she can, either that or she's forgoing the match with Masaru to try out the roller coaster.
Rodz: Smart move. He'll spread her blood all over the dome.Nyla Lazado vs. Masaru Inoue(The camera view switches from the announcers to Nyla getting on the roller coaster, then the ride operator proceeding to rope off the line. An angry Masaru comes walking into view with a scythe in hand, seething with anger and swinging it at anyone to get in his way. The ride operator doesn't even try to block him off, he removes the rope and allows Masaru on the ride. He gives the ride operator a maniacal grin which causes the man to soak his khakis in piss. With a voice cracking with fear, he announces the ride started and presses a button. The roller coaster gets going, rolling slowly on the track up the summit. Masaru uses this opportunity to climb from the back of ride to the front, careful not to step on passengers. People go to holler at him but see that he's holding a scythe and shut their mouth. He makes it up to the oblivious Nyla, who's spacing off as she jams out to some techno crap on her Ipod. Masaru leaps into the empty seat next to her, causing her to scream. He quickly elbows her in the face, stunning her and allowing him to buckle up as they reach the precipice. The coaster then dips down and everyone screams with Nyla as Masaru takes the scythe to her chest! Blood squirts up onto her face as the people behind her lay horrified at what they're seeing! Just before they hit a turn he releases, allowing her to sit there and bleed as Masaru enjoys the ride. They go inverted and the blood from her chest drips onto her face, freaking her out even more. An older male passenger behind her throws up on her as they regain a flat base, coating the back of her head in puke. The coaster rolls slowly down the ramp, emerging the stop where Oz Oxford waits. Masaru unbuckles, bashes Nyla in the face again, unbuckles her, and impatiently throws her outside to the waiting line. She tries to get up and run, but Masaru is too quick. He runs in and hits the Kill Shot, knocking her out cold!! Oz pushes him back as he smiles wide. He drops the scythe and heads through the emergency exit of the Adventuredome, leaving the scene and going to the Vegas streets.)WINNER: Masaru Inoue via KNOCKOUT @ 6 minutes, 01 seconds.
Alpine: Masaru came prepared for a war and destroyed poor Nyla in this impromptu match!!
Rodz: Masaru found a way to make a wrestling match on a roller coaster work. Bravo.(As soon as Masaru steps outside, Mason is ready for him with a punch to the side of the face! The fight has spilled into the Vegas streets as chaos emerged even further between the two heated enemies of Masaru and Mason. It was almost like a violent Waltz in the streets as the unison of screeches of vehicles brakes were heard as the two caused enough swerves and near misses...well almost near misses as one made contact. Voices of anger shooting at the two individuals as they tried to tear the head off of one another.) Alpine: They both are gonna get each other killed out in the street. Rodz: Vegas traffic already a mess on automatic. Leave it to these two to make it even worse. I for one would love to see someone get hit though, like a deer caught in headlight. Alpine: You’re pathetic! Rodz: I know right?! ( Cops who were on duty keeping an eye on everything spotted the two misfits battling each other as Masaru had a headlock on Daniels, his other hand on Daniel’s Mohawk, trying to detach it from his skull. The cops ignored to do anything being they obviously figured it was an official match. They didn’t choose to interfere and instead continued eyeing for real threats. Mason shoved Masaru into a nearby trashcan as they had made their way onto the other side of the street and onto the other section of the huge Casino.) Alpine: This is going to end real bad, real fast! Rodz: Gotta hope the cameraman can keep up with these two, I feel something epic is going to happen.TALE OF THE TAPE
NAME: ROWYN STARR
AGE: 33
HT: 6'2"
WT: 232
STYLE: TECHNICAL / POWER
FINISHER: TRAIL OF TEARS
NAME: KONRAD RAAB
AGE: 51
HT: 6'4"
WT: 230
STYLE: ALL ROUNDER
FINISHER: THE ICE STORM
Alpine: The next match is a lot different then the previous ones as it will take place in the ring on the main stage. Both competitors have agreed to a fair wrestling match even though the street fight rules will be in place.
Rodz: Pansies. Let's see some blood!
Alpine: I personally have already had my fair share of blood this evening. A break from it would be nice.Rowyn Starr vs. Stefan Raab(First to make his entrance is Konrad Raab to the tune of 'Cold As Ice' by M.O.P. Raab makes his way out in a gold and black trim robe, raising his hands to the crowd before making his way down the ramp. He slaps a few fan hands then rolls into the ring and adjusts his white and blue mask. His theme ends and 'Haunted' by Poe hits. Out through the curtains comes Rowyn to a loud pop from the crowd. He smirks and makes his way down, slapping a hand here, hand there before sliding into the ring. He walks up Stefan and shakes his hand ahead of time, to which Stefan nods. Rowyn's theme silences and the bell rings. The two start to circle each other, and lock up. Stefan tries to muscle Rowyn but finds that he's more powerful than he looks and Rowyn is able to round about and take the back with a full nelson. He rears back for a full nelson suplex but Konrad stops that with a blocking boot and a back elbow. He then clobbers a stunned Rowyn to the mat with a clothesline. He goes to pick up Rowyn and hooks him for a suplex. Rowyn is able to flip out from the suplex, kick Konrad in the gut, and nail a snap suplex of his own! Konrad tries to escape by rolling to the outside, but Rowyn follows him out. Rowyn goes to pick up Konrad but he stops him with a back elbow to the stomach, then another. He then stands up and throws Rowyn into the ring steps, sending them clattering on the outside mat!! "OHHH!!"s from the fans as Konrad picks up the hurt Rowyn. Konrad goes to go for his Ice Storm finisher, but Rowyn is still in the game. He shrugs off Konrad, ducks a clothesline attempt, and does a big back bodydrop! Konrad land on the outer mat to the "OHHH!!!"s of the crowd, cringing and holding his back in pain. Rowyn takes a breather from the step shot, and then resumes by picking up Konrad. Seeing that Konrad is heavily favoring his back, Rowyn picks him up from behind and hooks him, then drills him with the Wounded Knees! Rowyn wastes no time and hooks in the Trail of Tears!! Konrad hangs on as long as he can, but eventually he has to tap out to the painful submission!!)WINNER: Rowyn Starr via SUBMISSION @ 7 minutes, 17 seconds.
Alpine: Well it started in a ring but much like the other matches, it ended outside the ring.
Rodz: I was thinking they were gonna lame it up, but they redeemed themselves with this one. Good job guys.[Oz slides to the outside just as Rowyn gets to his feet. Rowyn lets the referee raise his hand in victory as his music plays, but as Stefan stands up he gestures for him to come over to them. Raab watches him with intense eyes but nods and stands before Rowyn. Rowyn takes his hand and shakes it in a firm show of sportsmanship, in respect of the match and Raab’s effort before he lifts Stefan’s hand up too, the fans cheering loudly for the pair. The cameras cut outside from that feel good moment to zoom around a bit before they find the place where Mason Daniels and Masaru Inoue are brawling it out in the streets! They are running through an outdoor coffee cafe, Inoue jumps up on a table and spin kicks Mason in his face before grabbing up some poor woman’s latte and dumping it on his head! Enraged Daniels kicks the table over and shatters it as Masaru nimbly jumps away, chasing him with a broken leg off of the table as the cameras cut to a commercial break.] All mugs are dishwasher and microwave safe, trust us. All freeze-dried foods and prepper goods are fully USDA certified mostly. TIFFICORP! |
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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Jan 4, 2017 3:10:29 GMT
TALE OF THE TAPE
NAME: JOHNNY REBEL
AGE: 48
HT: 6'2"
WT: 232
STYLE: GRAPPLER
FINISHER: REBEL FLAG
NAME: PORK CHOP
AGE: 27
HT: 5'10"
WT: 340
STYLE: STREET BRAWLER
FINISHER: FIEND YOKE
Alpine: Here we have another case of a wrestler being unaware that they have a match coming up. Pork Chop is in the Circus Buffet right now tending to his wounds.
Rodz: What by stuffing his face full of deep fried mac and cheese?
Alpine: Sounds about right. 'Comfort food', as they would say.
Rodz: Well that dumb whale better watch out because Johnny Rebel is on his way to the buffet right now.Johnny Rebel vs. Pork Chop(A battered and bruised up Pork Chop cuts in line at the packed buffet, loading up his tray double layered with plates of fattening, non-healthy food. Johnny Rebel walks up to the line for the buffet in jeans and a yellow 'Simply Put' shirt. He looks at the length, says "screw this", and cuts to the front of the line. The maitre'd tries to stop him from entering and is pie faced out of the way! Oz Oxford Jr. and the cameraman follow Rebel in as he scans the line, looking for his prey. He sees Pork Chop at the very front of the line, paying for his massive order. Looking to his left he sees a big turkey drumstick on the platter of the fattie next to him. He smiles, grabs the drumstick to the gurgled tune of "HEY!!", and runs at the back of Pork Chop. As he runs he makes loud pig squealing sounds, getting Pork Chop's attention. Pork Chop turns around in time to get a drumstick shoved right into his open mouth! The buffet goers gasp as Rebel takes Pork Chop to the ground and chokes him with the drumstick! Pork Chop tries to eat his way out but it's no use, he eventually taps out getting choked with delicious food!!)WINNER: Johnny Rebel via SUBMISSION @ 1 minute, 04 seconds.
Alpine: Johnny Rebel just choked Pork Chop out with a drumstick! It just goes to show you in this street fight atmosphere you always have to be on your toes!
Rodz: No question. Props to Rebel for being a smart old man and ending the fight quickly. At his old age you gotta conserve what energy you have left.
Alpine: A lot of these fights tonight have ended quickly, which just goes to show you Slaine was intent on thinning out the herd to find the strong.(EMT's rush through the buffet line to the choking Pork Chop as Rebel leaves the scene with a satisfied smile on his face, smacking his hands together for a job easily done.)Alpine: Johnny made that look easy. I don't know if his next round will be so easy.
Rodz: Let the old man enjoy his moment. We about to see a crazy man and a crazy woman fight.
Alpine: That's IF we can find the crazy man, who I don't think cares he has a scheduled fight.TALE OF THE TAPE
NAME: SOPHIE EL
AGE: 23
HT: 5'8"
WT: 157
STYLE: STRENGTH BASED
FINISHER: SPLIT THE SKY
NAME: MASON DANIELS
AGE: 31
HT: 6'0"
WT: 220
STYLE: TECHNICAL / HIGH FLYER
FINISHER: THE JAVELIN
Alpine: Our next street fight pits the significant other of Anastasia Starling against our resident psychopath, Mason Daniels.
Rodz: I'm sure Masaru would be offended with you saying that.
Alpine: That may be so, but...I'm getting word we got a camera on the strip! Let's go!Sophie El vs. Mason Daniels(Mason and Masaru are going at it hard in the streets as five cops do their diligent best to keep the fans out of the action. Mason reverses and irish whip on Masaru and sends him flying back first into a porn flyer box! "OHHH!"s from the street crowd as Masaru grabs his back in pain. Seth Black at that point comes in with a wave of security, shouting "ENOUGH!!!" Masaru does not care and tries his best to make his way through security. As part of that security is Rowyn Starr, who catches the distracted Masaru with a clean left hook to the chin, knocking him on his ass! Security quickly restrains Masaru and removes him before the cops know the jig is up. Mason stands there and laughs at Masaru as he's dragged away, but stops and flips off Rowyn as he's leaving. Rowyn stares at him hard for a few seconds, then walks off. This provides the perfect distraction for Sophie El, who nails him from behind with a Red Javelin! "OHHH!!!"s from the crowd as Mason crumples to the sidewalk, and Sophie goes for the pin.)
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Alpine: Sophie El catches a hurt and distracted Mason off guard and emerges victorious over a very dangerous man!
Rodz: Mason could've taken this chick had he just stuck to the game plan and stopped himself from fighting Masaru. His own doing I guess.
Alpine: Indeed. Sophie El advances along with Anastasia, which raises the question if the two could possibly meet in the tournament.
Rodz: With what I've seen tonight anything is a possibility.[As Sophie's music plays she celebrates a moment before leaving the ring to join Anastasia, both of them happy knowing they are moving forward in the tournament. Mason recovers a bit slower but is enraged as he pops up to his feet, cursing his head off and calling for the blood of Masaru, who is nowhere to be seen. He shoves through some fans as the camera cuts to commercial break.] DRINK OHNO COLA FOR A BETTER AND BRIGHTER 2017
YOUR TASTEBUDS AND OUR WALLETS WILL THANK YOU GLORIOUS CONSUMER! |
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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Jan 4, 2017 3:11:40 GMT
TALE OF THE TAPE
NAME: AURORA
AGE: 28
HT: 5'8"
WT: 145
STYLE: TECHNICAL / HIGH FLYER
FINISHER: GHOSTLY KISS DDT
NAME: CALVIN HARRIS
AGE: 29
HT: 6'2"
WT: 227
STYLE: HYBRID
FINISHER: ART OF BETRAYAL
Alpine: Here we go, the main event of the evening!
Rodz: So what's the exotic locale for this one?
Alpine: The Park Theater.
Rodz: Alright. A little bit more space to fight. A little bit more controlled.
Alpine: We'll see about that.PW Rebirth Championship Match
Aurora(c) vs. Calvin Harris(We switch from the announce booth to the packed Park Theater, which await the match to take place on the empty stage. 'Your Betrayal' by Bullet For My Valentine plays, getting boos from the crowd. Calvin sneers as he walks out onto the stage, looking at the crowd in disgust in his tight black 'CH' shirt with tight stonewashed black jeans. He then screams "COME OUT COME OUT WHEREVER YOU ARE AURORA!!" as his theme silences. There's a ten second silence, leaving Calvin wondering if he would get his match. Then 'Cold' by Static X hits. Calvin smiles and nods his head, rubbing his hands in anticipation of fighting Aurora. He looks all around the stage and off stage, she's nowhere to be found. Purple and blue lights flicker on the stage, leaving Calvin wondering where his opponent is. Suddenly a figure walks up towards the side entrance of the stage dressed in a thick black poncho with a black cowboy hat. Their face is concealed with a black bandanna, leaving Calvin to chuckle at the person approaching the stage. He laughs, not paying attention to the figure drawing a gun from inside their thick black leather poncho. The figure aims it Calvin, fires, and hits him in the face with a red paintball shot! The horrified crowd awkwardly converts to laughter as Calvin screams from having red paint in his eyes.) Alpine: Whoever this is, they may have just blinded Calvin with that perfect shot to the eyes!
Rodz: Damn fine shooting skills. That was from 30 feet away at least.(As Calvin screams and rubs his eyes, Aurora's theme silences. The lights go back on and the gunslinger takes the stage. Disrobing the bandanna first, then the black poncho and hat, the champ reveals herself to the crowd! They give a loud mixed reaction as she calmly takes her strap off and hands it to Oz Oxford Jr. He hands it to the timekeeper as she grabs her Black Betty from her leather poncho and looks to Oz, who signals for the bell.)DING DING DING!!(Aurora smiles, wagging the bat as she approaches Calvin. With him distracted and blinded, Aurora smashes the bat into his ribs! He screams in pain, dropping to the stage as the fans "OHHH!!!" Aurora then cracks him on the back with it, causing him to arch his spine in pain! The crowd cringes as Aurora takes his back and props the bat underneath his chin. With the handle she chokes his neck, causing him to kick and writhe in pain. She releases after several seconds and grabs a handful of his wet hair. She finds out that's a bad mistake and wipes her hand off on his outfit to the "EWW!!"s and laughs of the fans. She then ushers for him to stand, wagging that bat as she looks to hit a home run. Just as he comes to a full stand, Aurora comes flying in with a big bat shot to the head! However the slightly cleared up vision Calvin is able to duck the shot, catch her upper torso, and plant her with a uranage on the stage!! The wood paneling cracks from the shot and the bat flies from Aurora's hands, leaving her disarmed.)Alpine: Aurora is without her Black Betty, and it looks like Calvin is in the driver's seat!
Rodz: IF he chooses to implement that bat. If he doesn't, he's fucked.(Calvin looks to the bat which lay a few feet away on the ground. He can't help but go for it, and reaches down to grab it. Just as he does, he sees Aurora getting to her feet from his upside down view. Instead of standing up with the bat, he takes his time, letting her come closer. Just as she's in range he flies back and cracks her in the face with a pele kick! "OHHH!!"s from the crowd as he quickly follows up by dropping the bat and scooping her into his crotch. He goes to hook her for the Art of Betrayal, but she lands a back body drop, sending his back smashing into the already affected wood flooring! It splinters severely this time, caving in to Calvin's body weight. Seeing this, Aurora is careful as she walks around the area to grab her bat. However Calvin is able to make the most out of the bat being close to him and rolls her up for a small package!!)
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Rodz: Now finish the damn job Aurora.(Aurora drops the bat and picks up Calvin, dragging him over to the soft spot. She hooks him in a headlock, looks out to the crowd, and drops him through the stage with the To Be Named! The crowd screams "HOLY SHIT!!" as both competitors lie at the bottom of the hole in the stage! Oz looks down, and starts counting as the cameraman gets a view of Aurora pinning Calvin!!)
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Rodz: That's gonna be a dope match. Calvin, you fought well, but Aurora is one tough cookie to beat.[The champ picks herself up out of the hole in the ground to the cheers of the fans. Aurora is seething after her victory, a wild look in her amazing green eyes as she wipes the sweat from her forehead with the back of her wrist. She moves to get a microphone, her voice leaving behind her signature breathy whisper for a moment, her words shockingly ringing out loud and clear.]Aurora: Now! Now you see! I’m focused like never before. I’m going to the end, and I’m going to do what no one really thinks I can do! I don’t care who I have to run through, if I love you know I still love you but I need to do this! It’s going to take a miracle to stop me from doing it and I beg you, TRY. Fight your hardest, get to me! [She drops the microphone as she’s handed her Rebirth title, careful not to drip blood or sweat on it she lifts it high overhead, the cameras focusing on the gleaming plate of the belt before fading out.] |
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: Well considering I just beat a bitch back to the Ice Age, where is the alcoholic?