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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Nov 21, 2017 1:54:40 GMT
PW Presents... Airing LIVE on Evolve Network November 28th @ 7pm PSTRedemption 115
Tuesday, November 28th 2017
Hooker Creek Events Center
Redmond, Oregon***ON AIR***
He pauses, as he looks out at the landscape before him.CASSIUS REED: Will you look at that beautiful countryside. Miles and miles of woodland and nature… idyllic… but no sign of a Popeyes or In N Out anywhere. What’s a brotha gotta do to get some lunch out here?
A shake of the head.
CASSIUS REED: You see, this is just like Phoenix Wrestlin’. King Cassius does you all the good deed of turnin’ up and illuminatin’ your world wit’ his radiant presence, and what does he get? Nothin’. He gets attacked by psycho children, or saddled wit’ yet more dead weight, and for what? It wears down on Cassius. Heavy like. HAVIN’ TO CARRY AN ENTIRE COMPANY ON THESE BROAD, FUNKY SHOULDERS GETS TIRIN’, IS BASICALLY WHAT CASSIUS IS SAYIN’. You think those suckas runnin’ this company would work harder to keep their money man happy, but no. Oh, Cassius, you get a show off. Ease the tension between you and people. BETWEEN CASSIUS AND PEOPLE? FUNK THOSE SUCKAS. THOSE SUCKAS SHOULD ALL GET KICKED TO THE CURB, AND Y’ALL SHOULD JUST GET THREE HOURS OF CASSIUS SAT IN THE RING READIN’ YOU SUCKAS STORIES. THAT’D BE BETTER THAN A SHOW WITHOUT CASSIUS ON IT.He shrugs.CASSIUS REED: But don’t you worry. Cassius is gonna be at Redemption. You suckas can count on it. And when Cassius does… Nah. Cassius don’t want to ruin the surprise.
The million megawatt grin breaks out.CASSIUS REED: Now, before Cassius gets back to tamin’ this land like a Funkier Lewis Clark, he wants to talk a bit about a Dingo. You see, Cassius may have signed the contract for his match wit’ the Frisky One, to Funk her ass up at Winter Warfare 2, but this show she’s got a massive opportunity. She’s facin’ the one Cassius beat to start this most illustrious reign… Aurora. One of the fiercest, strongest competitors Cassius has ever faced, and beat…
He coughs off to the side, muffling the next part.CASSIUS REED: twice
He pats himself on the chest, as if trying to arrest his “cough”.CASSIUS REED: THAT’S RIGHT. CASSIUS BEATEN SNAKE GODS, CREEPY PUPPET MEN AND THE MAMMAJAMMIN’ DEVIL, AND THE CREEPY GHOST WOMAN WIT’ THE MASSIVE TITTIES IS PROBABLY THE SCARIEST. THAT’S WHAT YOU FACIN’, FRISK. THAT’S WHAT YOU GOT COMIN’ AT YOU. GOOD LUCK!
He smiles, and gives the camera a wink.CASSIUS REED: You gonna need it.(The camera zooms out, showing Cassius against the landscape once more, before fading to black. The PW logo flashes on the screen, followed by a fiery phoenix blazing across the screen as a segue to the next scene. Mandi Morrison was seen backstage, as she was stretching for her upcoming match against Hirooki Rajin, her debut match. She glances over, as Chris Andrew, her fiance was there. She stops stretching, as she looks at him.)Mandi: Are you sure you are fine babe? You did take quite a bit last week.Chris: I'm fine Mandi. You shouldn't be worried about me, you need to focus on Hirooki Rajin.(Mandi looks at him, as she frowns. She knew he was right, but she was still worried..)Mandi: I know, but still I am worried that you will get hurt again. We don't need that.Chris: Babe you know I will be fine. Worry about taking care of Hirooki, and showing why you are someone not to doubt. Mandi: Tell that to my nerves then Chris.Chris: Mandi you know you can do this. You have shown you can. You will prove to everyone that you are not just some girl, to not underestimate you. Think about what Geordie has told you over the years.(Mandi was listening to him, as Chris looks at her. He smiles at her, showing her that he knew she could do it.)Chris: I believe in you Mandi, plus remember you said you could do this, so show it. Show everyone that you can. Prove that Hirooki is going down, and no match for you.Mandi: You are right. I do have this. I will make Hirooki my little puppy.(Mandi gives Chris her smile, as Chris lightly laughs, as she mentioned her little puppy. It was a joke she started by calling people she faced her puppies. He leans over as he gives her a quick kiss on the lips.)Chris: Go get them babe. I'll be back here after the match waiting.(Mandi nods her head yes, as she gives him another kiss, before she takes off heading to the ring for her match.)
Mandi Morrison vs. Hirooki Rajin
DING! DING! DINGGG! (The bell rings and Hirooki stands near the middle of the ring. He holds his hand out, offering a handshake to Mandi. Mandi looks nd stares at Hirooki's offering, pondering whether to shake or not. After a brief stall, she chooses to offer her hand and the two shake--only to fall right into Hirooki's trap. A quick front sweep put Mandi face-first on the canvas. Hirooki stepped on the lower area of her back. Swift kicks to the gut kept her grounded as he was getting a nice round of the "Boo Birds" sent his way. Mandi rolled to the outside apron, using the ropes to try and gather herself. She catches Hirooki with a solid forearm to the face, backing him up. She looks to capitalize but Hirooki stalled her attempt with a backwards kick that landed flush in the stomach, causing her to double over. He planted her flat on her back with a floatover suplex. He rolled her up for the quick cover.)1...
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KICKOUT!!!Alpine: Hirooki trying to steal one with the grab of the tights!Rodz: Get it however you can, right? Hirooki looking to douse out Mandi's debut!(He almost got one over but the strong kickout from Mandi broke that attempt. Rolling to her feet, she was met with strong kicks to the back of her leg by Hirooki. He relied on his kicks, looking to weaken the limbs. Mandi had some trouble but thanks to Hirooki trying to be fancy, Mandi was able to catch his left leg on the way up and in turn delivered an Enziguri, cracking him hard with her left foot upside his head. Hirooki makes his way back up to his feet. Mandi, bouncing off the ropes, aimed low to the knees with a dropkick, putting Hirooki back onto his knees. She followed with her patented running high knee, catching him accurately on the jaw. Loud "Ooh's" fill the arena. Mandi dropped down for the cover.)Alpine: What a shot to the jaw!!!Rodz: That running high knee might've just dislocated Hirooki's jaw!1...
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3-NOOO!!(Hirooki, just getting his hand up, kicking out of the near-three count, he shook off the cobwebs of that knee strike to his jaw. Hirooki was rattled, heavily groggy after that as he was using the ropes to rebound back to his feet. Mandi looked to continue her dominant stance but another gut kick halted her progress as Hirooki stayed hanging onto the ropes. A sudden Clothesline from Hirooki quickly floored Mandi, giving him enough time to breathe, but he didn't waste the valuable time just standing. He climbed the nearest corner, but with a struggle. That half-second stumble to the top allowed Mandi to corrupt his plans, pushing against the turnbuckle, causing Hirooki to fall over onto his back. Lifting him up by his hair, she stood behind him before pulling his head back, bending his body to which she introduced him and the audience to her finish, "Down In Flames", an Inverted Leg Drop Bulldog. She lays over for the pin as the ref had slid into position.)Alpine: That's what Mandi calls "Down In Flames". Poor Hirooki is...burned!Rodz: That is all for Hirooki! What a debut for Chris Andrew fiancée here tonight!1...
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3!!!WINNER: Mandi Morrison via PINFALL @ 9 minutes, 46 seconds.(From the back comes Chris Andrew, running down the ramp. A wide grin from ear-to-ear was on full display, sliding his way into the ring. The crowd rose their volume of noise as he had made his way down the ramp. Now that he was in the ring and proceeded to pick up his soon 'wife-to-be' in Mandi Morrison, the crowd cheered for the two's happiness.)Alpine: Indeed, what a debut! Love is in the air, can you feel it?Rodz: PW's first couple! They are no Aurora and Legacy but happy for the two. Well at least Mandi!(The camera gathered several angles of the two in the ring as Chris had picked her up in an embracing hug, spinning her around as the two kissed. Putting her down, he escorted her out of the ring as he followed behind. They slapped hands of the fans reaching out as they went back up the ramp. As the scene fades to the backstage area a man wearing a Reapers In Pride cut is seen watching the previous match up of Mandi Morrison vs Hirooki Rajin. The fans who recognized the infamous biker gang’s logo began to boo with a few cheers here and there for those who actually supported the group. The man shakes his head as he watches the Mandi and Chris Andrew display their love for one another for all to see. The man throws up his hands and turns around in disgust revealing himself to be none other than the President of RIP...Lance Winters! The crowd pops once again with a mixed reaction once the former HKW World Champion is revealed.)LANCE WINTERS: Ewwwww. DISGUSTING. Nobody wants to see that. I mean hell if you’re gonna do something AT LEAST SHOW us a boob or something. (Lance looks up to see a cameraman standing there in front of him along with backstage interviewer Kiko Hirayama. Before Kiko could speak Lance went ahead and started to talk cutting her off. )LANCE WINTERS: And what the hell ARE THEY SO GOSH DARN happy about huh? Beating up SOME WEAK punching bag like HirOOki RAJIN? Pssssshhhhhhhhh, I COULD SLAP HIROOKI WITH the tip of MY DICK and win. You wanna find out BOUT THAT don’t ya? Don’t worry THAT CAN wait until AFTER I beat the HOLY HELL outta Ashton Roberts ruin HIS CHANCE AT EVER fighting inside a CAGE EVER AGAIN, SOMETHING Madi couldn’t do. (Winters chuckles. )LANCE WINTERS: Hell, that sumbitch SHOULD BE THINKING ME. Should be glad I’M SPARING HIM FROM an ass BEATING IN HIS OTHER career by Odyn or the VP. DON’T WORRY ASHTON, I got your back. Kiko..Meet me later. (Lance winks at her and walks away. Kiko looks around wondering what just happened as the scene fades away. )Ashton Roberts vs. Lance Winters
DING DING DING ALPINE: Okay this should be interesting, I’ve gone and Youtubed some of Lance Winter’s appearances and this guy is wild. RODZ: So you’re saying that he’s my kind of chap. ALPINE: Okay what the hell is Ashton doing in there? RODZ: Holy shit he just slapped Lance Winters right across the mush… well, nice knowing you, Ashton.(There’s a very loud OHHHHHHHHHH after Ashton slaps Lance, he even gets in his face and trash talks him, trying to get into his head. Lance reaches up and touches his chin, working it back and forth with his fingers and then he looks down at Ashton and his antics and shrugs for a moment then he throws his head back and just crows with laughter that is not only deep and joyous but just a little bit inappropriate and creepy. Lance puts his forefinger in Ashton’s face and Ashton curses at him a bit before Lance shrugs and then unloads all manner of hell upon the so-called MMA fighter. A Missile Dropkick leads into a rebound Brainbuster, but Lance is far from done. He picks up Ashton and flings him at the ropes and hits a massive Spear, driving his shoulder far into the gut of Roberts.)ALPINE: Sort of surprised we didn’t get a review of what Ashton had for lunch after that Spear!RODZ: That’s disgusting. But you’re not entirely wrong. (Ashton tries to fight back after getting his head bounced off the mat again with a Double Arm DDT! He manages to kick out of the pin at two, and hits Lance with an Elbow Smash, then a Forearm Smash, but all this gains him is just a little space. He gets a flash pin on Winters, who breaks free with another one of those creepy laughs of his and he catches Ashton with a low blow, then drags him off the mat for a beautiful Suplex Trifecta! Instead of pinning him Lance trash talks Roberts as he crawls towards the ropes, a light seeming to come up in his eyes as he sees the position and he pulls him up for a picture perfect Spinning Impaler.)ALPINE: DEATH TOLL! RODZ: How the heck do you know this already? This Lance guy is MY kind of wrestler, stay in your lane you jerk. (Lance quickly floats over and gains the pin.)1….
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3!!!WINNER: Lance Winters via PINFALL @ 5 minutes, 12 seconds.ALPINE: Yeah that’s your kind of … oh no, what is he DOING? RODZ: Looks like he’s teaching a lesson about respect, Ashton shouldn’t ever have slapped that man in the face. (Lance releases the pin and lets the referee lift his hand, and as Ashton sits up Lance cocks his head and looks at him before he strikes, grabbing him into a Crossface that Ashton fights, the referee tries to pull Lance off but he refuses to relent and Ashton is tapping wildly, but Winters will not let go! He torques and torques until suddenly there’s a sickening crack, as Ashton’s arm gives way and breaks! After this Lance casually releases him, rolls to his feet and then exits the ring as if nothing happened, though his laughter starts as soon as his boots hit the floor and continues all the way up the ramp to the back. A camera Cuts backstage as we see Kelli Torres and Kiko Hirayama in front of a camera, Kiko holds a microphone in her right hand with the smile she turns to a right to look at Kelli Torres.) Kiko Hirayama: So Kelli, can you tell me about your ride so far and Phoenix wrestling?
Kelli Torres: well I don't know if I will call it a rise but I appreciate the pun. I mean sure I had a good outing at coming in at number 1 when I debuted at Boats and Throws, I then won my first singles match ever at Redemption 114 but I feel like it's too early to call it a rise. At best I like to think that I may have raised a few eyebrows amongst my peers and hopefully a few smiles among the management team.
Kiko Hirayama: Well then that brings me to the next question, what are your goals here in Phoenix wrestling?(Kelli smiles at Kiko, Kelli pivots her heads a bit but says nothing, two seconds later she starts to speak with excitement as she uses her hands while talking to add more drama to her point.)Kelli Torres: Let's see here, everybody you ask this question to will all sit here and say to be the best, to be the champion. I'm not going to sit here and give you that answer that everybody else gives out. I guess I'll go with a different but yet just as overused cliche.
My goal is to go out there and to give my best, to give the fans a reason to want to come to the show when they see that I'm booked that night. Deep down inside I feel like as long as I can do that, things like title matches will eventually come my way.
I am in no rush for them nor would I bother asking for such thing. I will get my shot when it happens, and when it happens I will do what my goal is and that's give it my best, I just hope that my best to be good enough to be a champion at one point in my career, however, When I get there, if I ever get there will not matter, what matters to me is that the fans understand that win or lose I give it my all when that bell rings, they know I will give them everything I'm capable of.
The good thing is as a rookie I have so much to give and I just hope that each and every time I'm in the lineup that I can have the fans of Phoenix wrestling thing to themselves as Kelli Torres is but I definitely want to be there to see the match live, and if it's not in their town or their City I want them to say to themselves hell there's no way I can miss this I'm going to have to get on YouTube to watch this life.
Kiko Hirayama: So your opponent Jade Akana will be expecting your best?
Kelli Torres: Every opponent I face should be expecting and will get my very best. I take nobody likely and anybody who wishes to take me likely will find out the hard way why they shouldn't. With Jade, I do hope to have a great match but I am a bit troubled with her philosophy of how she goes about performing in the ring.
Jade is a talented competitor, there is no question about that. When you can sit there and perform moves like Moonsaults, Hurricanrana, Suicide Dive. When you're known as a High Flyer oh, one has to ask how do you really plan on getting booed by these fans if you're performing moves that give them no choice but to cheer for you yet you want to perceive yourself as this tough bitch, as someone everybody's supposed to hate? I'm sure you have a very easy explanation for that, for a rookie like me to understand that philosophy that you are going with but as of right now I don't get it. I do get to hear an excellent performer I do get to get the job done but I just don't see how fans will boo somebody who's capable of putting their body on the line like you do with some of the Arsenal can you perform in the ring.
You claim to be vicious and unrelenting. I'm not saying that you are or that you're not what I want to say is to be vicious and unrelenting I would think you're going to want to be choking somebody out, knocking somebody out not putting your body on the line flying around the ring. Maybe I'm just using common sense and again I am a rookie so one can easily say what does Kelli know she still green.
That said I do wish her the best of luck in this match, I know I'm going to do my part and making sure the fans sit there and enjoy every second of it. My goal for tonight is to have the fans cheering from when the bell rings to start to match to win the bell rings at the conclusion of the match. I don't need anybody in the back rather it's my peers for my bosses telling me I had the match of the night that's the fans decision and as long as the fans can sit there and say that I had to match tonight then I know I did everything I could to get some to really enjoy the show and to make them come back.
Kiko Hirayama: Thank you for your time. Now for a word from one of our sponsors.(Kiko nods at Kelli and the two shake hands as we cut to commercial.)Voiceover: Turkey! Ham! Yams! Greens! Your Auntie's Potato Salad and Sweet Potato Pie! All of these great dishes have put an enormous load of weight on you over the festive holiday. Sitting at the table with family and friends and the passing of the food goes around and there you are grubbing like tomorrow will never-ever come. Well no worries, Richard Roque's Total Body Fitness will take you back down a few sizes.Voiceover: When those expensive Docker slacks no longer fit after feasting on that poor Turkey and Ham. Roque understands you (Actually no he doesn't). You want those Dockers to fit again, you better get your fat-bum into gear and get on the "Roque-Hard" plan. THAT'S RIGHT! Call now and let the Roque Total Body Fitness beat you back into shape. Ask about our popular plans. Get 10 percent off on your plan (maybe).
(Showcasing of the RTBF product and the details within the kit are seen as also a sample of certain meals that come with the plan. All that then displays on the screen is the number in big, bold numbers.)
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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Nov 21, 2017 2:00:14 GMT
Phoenix Wrestling..
All is dark save for some roiling white smoke. We hear beautiful bagpipes and violin begin to play as two absolutely massive human beings step out, side by side. One looks to be seven feet tall with an immense beard, and the other looks like he's been carved from granite. The bigger one (can't believe I'm saying there's a BIGGER one) with the beard pipes up.
You've been so bold as to grant these God-fearin', hard-workin' Irish boys a second chance at a first impression.
Now the other one talks, rubbing his hands together.
And bet a stack of money we're gonna' take it.
Beardo speaks up again, the two men engaging in a sort of call-and-answer style of speaking as the pipes and violin continue.
Those tag-team titles...they deserve to have a lot of history tied to 'em.
The other man turns to the bearded one, quizzically.
I think two men who belong to a storied and beloved wrestling family such as ours have the historical chops, don't we?
Beardy nods in the affirmative.
An' if that ain't enough...
The other man punches one fist into an open palm.
I think the PHYSICAL chops'll suffice.
They look at the camera again, and the other man speaks one more time.
Redemption 116, Phoenix Wrestling..
Beardy steps forward.
I'm Finn McConnaigh. This here's me brother Owen. The pipes, you can hear 'em..they play our battle song. You ain't ready for what's comin'.
Oh my goodness, it IS them. The former NGIW Tag Team Champions are coming to Phoenix Wrestling, Redemption 116! They smile proudly, then back away and out of sight almost in lockstep, like they were one mind in two bodies. The scene cuts backstage to Jade Akana being walked to the through the hallways by Azazel and Asger. There is an intense and determined look on her face as she speeds towards the entrance way.)
Jade: Oooh, I can't wait to get in there and get my hands on that little joyous bitch. I am going to strangle life out of her and enjoy every second of it. I am going to absolutely destroy her and make my dear, sweet Mason happy.
Azazel: Don't focus on that, my child. Focus solely on ending her in that ring. You have done this before, this is just the first time here. Mason has blessed us all. He is our king, our ruler, our unholy God. We are his warriors and within you is the strength to destroy Kelli Torres.
Jade: Yeah, you're right. I have done this before. I have gone to the top of the mountain before and I can climb it here. Kelli is just the first obstacle in my way here; our first obstacle. First I will tear her down and then we will tear down this wretched fucking place. We will bring them all to their knees for what they did to my beloved. We will make them serve us.(Azazel smirks slightly as he rubs her shoulder with his palm as they reach the entrance way.)
Azazel: Good, go do terrible things, my child.
(Jade smiles, her eyes looking possessed as he she walks through the curtains, leaving the two big men standing alone.)
Asger: You think the little she-Loki can handle Kelli.
Azazel: I think that girl may kill that woman trying to impress Mason. That however is not our concern. Our concern is our opponents.
Asger: They are no concern to us. No one here is of concern to us.
Azazel: No Asger, that is not the way to think. We have been blessed; both of us have had these gifts bestowed upon us. Still, every war is won by fighting, not by thinking you have already won. Look at David vs Goliath.
Asger: Huh?
Azazel: The Ice Giants vs The Lord of Asgar.
Asger: Ah, yes, those pesky Ice Giants thought they had us beat.
Azazel: Exactly. We will not fall victim to the ignorance of the strong who have come before us. No, we will go to that ring and treat them as a threat. We will treat them like a threat and take them out like we will everyone else in the tag team division.
Asger: This will be fun.(The two men smirk as they walk away, the show cutting to the ring as the next match gets ready to begin.)Kelli Torres vs. Jade
DING DING DING ALPINE: Kelli is just so upbeat here tonight, but Jade is so rude. RODZ: Rude. Did you really just say rude? Well I mean she’s kind of extra as hell, look who she’s with, but rude seems a stretch, she just got here. (Jade pops off immediately with a fast Hurricanrana, that she calls the Jade Spin. She also goes for the pin despite this being the very opening of the match, and of course Torres kicks out before three. The pair circle each other then, Kelli a lot more wary now that she’s gotten a taste of Jade’s explosiveness, but she shows Jade she’s in this to fight with a series of very crisp Suplexes! The fans pop for this, liking the wrestling skill, but as Torres goes to pin Jade, Jade rolls out under the ropes to the apron. Kelli tries to drag her into the ring but Jade bounces her head off the ropes and Kelli reels back with her hands clasped to her nose.)ALPINE: WE GOT A GUSHER! RODZ: She’ll be fine, it’s just a little spot of red, you’re so dramatic. (Torres’ nose is indeed bleeding but not badly enough to stop the fight. The pair trade blows for a bit, Kelli having the upper hand quite a lot with her striking capabilities and Jade often on the back foot as her speed is nearly negated by Kelli’s own. Jade gets back in the driver’s seat after a Flying Scissors Kick, and picks up yet another two, but Kelli catches her with an Inside Cradle and gets a two of her own. She stays on Jade as they rise, kicking her rapidly in the legs but Jade gets the upper hand again with a rushed DDT.)ALPINE: That looked a bit awkward but it worked for what Jade wanted, which was to control Kelli Torres. RODZ: Yep here we go, Jade’s going up top for the Jade Strike! (As soon as Jade commits to the Top Rope Diving Moonsault, Torres rockets up off the mat and leaps up to strike her with a Superkick!! The fans freak out as Jade crashes to the mat and Kelli scrambles fast to cover.)1….
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3!!!WINNER: Kelli Torres via PINFALL @ 9 minutes, 52 seconds.ALPINE: C’mon guys, three on one? Really?!
RODZ: Equality beatdowns for all sexes. We are Phoenix Wrestling.
(Asger and Azazel run down to ringside, causing Kelli Torres to leap through the ropes just as they slide in. Before the two big guys can go after her, Jade places her hands out and holds them back. She says “save it for another day”, to which they begrudgingly grimace and nod their heads. She then pushes them over to their corner as ‘Cut The Cord’ by Shinedown plays and Torres disappears behind the curtains with a “phew”. Once she has the two monsters wrangled she starts hyping them up over their loud music and introductions, getting them raving. Once their theme ends, Jade slides to the outside. ‘You’re The Best’ by Joe Esposito plays, getting a decent pop from the crowd. Fin and Twin come bursting out of the curtains looking ready for war. Fin throws an empty vodka bottle at the ring, missing by a mile and ends up clonking someone in the crowd.)
FIN: I’M SORRY!!! PLEASE DON’T SUE ME!!
RODZ: Yup, getting sued. Fin your broke king ass is getting a lawsuit for Christmas.
ALPINE: You never know, the fan might have a heart.
RODZ: At a PW show? Not a chance.
(Fin quickly gets out of apology mode and into fight mode as the brother combo hop on the apron simultaneously. They then hop over the top rope and do karate poses. Asger and Azazel don’t look amused in the slightest, and are just waiting for that bell to ring. Oz Oxford Jr. checks with both teams, waits for Fin and Twin’s theme to silence, then rings for the bell.) The Fin and Twin Connection (The Fin-Nisher and The Twin-Nisher) vs. Mason's Pulpit (Asgar and Azazel) DING DING DING
(Asger and Azazel race out of the corner at once, as do Fin and Twin. Apparently neither team has chosen a legal man and are planning on going this tornado style. Twin swings for a big roundhouse kick, only for Asger to duck and snatch, planting him with a rotating sidewalk slam!! The ring shudders from the impact as Azazel catches Fin’s left fist, then right, then rolls back and monkey flips Fin seven feet in the air!! He wobbles a bit from the hang time, then comes crashing down on Azazel’s knees as he waits for him on his back!! “OHHH!!”s from the crowd as FIn spasms on the mat and the ref runs in to retain order. Oz sends Azazel out to his corner as Asger takes over on Twin, leaving a crawling Fin to eek his way to his corner with a sore back. Asger picks up Twin, not expecting him to be much of a fight. Twin catches him off guard with a swift knife edge chop to the throat, followed by a crane kick that hits Asger in the chin! The hard blow however doesn’t do much to budge the beast, who then grabs a hold of Twin’s neck. He goes for what looks like Thor’s Hammer, only for Twin to catch him with a kick to the gut, followed by a bounce off the ropes, then a big comeback with the Finnish Hammer!! The crowd pops, as does Fin at either one of them finally able to land their finisher.)
ALPINE: HE DID IT!! BY GOLLY TWIN LANDED THE FINNISH HAMMER!!
RODZ: Yeah, but the big man is already making his way up to his feet.
ALPINE: Can’t you just be happy for them?
RODZ: No, not when their opponent took their best move and stood up unfazed.
(Seeing that the Finnish Hammer wasn’t so effective, Twin tags in Fin who is more than ready to attack. He races at Asger, baseball slides past a snatch, nips up, then hits a fast spinning back kick to the gut, knocking back Asger! Unfortunately it’s right in tagging range with Azazel, who tags himself in. He then launches himself over the top rope with a springing shoulder block, knocking Fin across the ring and into the turnbuckle pads!! “OHHH!!”s from the crowd as Azazel calmly walks over to Fin trying to scramble to his feet. Fin valiantly launches a wild punch at Azazel as he stands, and with great balance Azazel snatches him off his feet and military presses him in the air. However before he can toss him down Fin starts wiggling and slides out the back, then dropkicks Azazel in the back! Azazel chest bounces off the ropes in front of him, then comes back with a big running back elbow that sends Fin flipping 360 degrees!! “OHHH!!”s as Fin lands on his face, but refuses to stay down. He starts to press himself up, only for Azazel to grab a thick handful of hair. He slings Fin up on his shoulder, then roars out to the crowd. With a good run he tries for the Brimstone, only for Fin to slip out the back at the last second, then leap for a hot tag from his brother!)
ALPINE: Twin coming in a house of fire!
RODZ: Well that house is about to be extinguished.
(Twin climbs on the top turnbuckle, then comes flying off with a leaping karate kick to the chest that connects and knocks down Azazel! More angry than hurt, Azazel pushes up to his feet and blocks the incoming seven hit Tekken combo from Twin. Azazel then shows him a kick of his own, crashing into Twin with the Damnation!! “OHHH!!!”s as Twin crashes to the canvas, yet valiantly tries to pick himself up. Unfortunately it’s right into the crotch range of Azazel who scoops him into his crotch, picks him up, and release powerbombs him into the canvas!! “OHHH!!”s from the audience as Twin rolls around on the mat, getting the fight knocked out of him with each hit. Just to make sure he’s properly softened, Azazel picks him up and release powerbombs him again into the canvas!! Another set of “OHHHH!!”s as Twin looks to be on the verge of going unconscious. Capitalizing on a good opportunity, Azazel can’t help but drag Twin over to his corner and tag in Asger. With Asger in the ring Azazel lets Asger take over, and he does so by snatching Twin by his throat, causing him to spruce up a little as his eyes widen. Asger deadlifts Twin from the ground above his head, only for Azazel to hit the ropes and come back with a high angle Damnation! The kick helps drive down Twin with a brutal Thor’s Hammer from Asger. Asger then goes for the hand on chest pin.)
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WINNERS: Mason’s Pulpit (Asger and Azazel) via PINFALL @ 4 minutes, 14 seconds.
ALPINE: That hard hitting combination of the Damnation and Thor’s Hammer was enough to seal Twin’s fate, and make a successful debut for this powerhouse tag team.
RODZ: What the fuck would you call that move? Damnation Thor’s Hammer? Thor’s Damnation?
ALPINE: I’m thinking the Hammer of Damnation.
RODZ: Not bad Alpo!
(Azazel and Asger come face to face in the ring, both smirking at each other before looking out across the ring where Fin is consoling his brother. The two men then turn to face the audience, their arms raised in victory as their music plays over the speakers. Azazel then makes his way to the ropes and signals for a microphone and then gets handed one as he walks to center stage, the crowd booing the entire time.)Azazel: Hello my dear children. As my partner here and I just proved, well, we are all about business. You see, we aren't here to make friends. We aren't here to be liked. No, we are here to make you all bend knee. This isn't a game to us, we aren't here to play around. Asger and I, we're beasts like you have never seem before.(Azazel walks over to Fin and drives a boot into the back of his head, knocking him face first to the canvas.)Azazel: Isn't that right boys?
(Azazel puts the microphone out over top of them, but there is nothing as the medics attend to the two men.)Azazel: Nothing boys; well, I think their silence speaks volumes. You see, this is the fate of anyone who gets in our way as we climb our way to get to the top of the ladder. This will be the fate of everyone, including Hell is Waiting. When the time comes, we will step into this ring with them, and we will pry the tag titles out of their cold, dead fingers.
(Azazel drops the microphone as their music picks back up. The two men exit the ring and slowly make their way up the ramp, not even paying attention to the fans who booed them as they exited through the back of the stage.)(From the craziness to the craziness that is seen as cameras transitioned to the backstage area. First thing you see is Masaru Inoue, who's humming and petting his pet Owl, Olly as the owl stands firm on the Raptor glove, perfectly perched as he lightly twitched his head, alerting Maz that something was nearby.)MASARU INOUE: What's wrong, Olly??(Moderate-level volume of 'hoots' from the Owl were heard as Maz's eyes grew slightly wider, not knowing or aware of what Olly was sensing. Olly's head looked in the opposite direction of his Owner. Cameras caught sight of what Olly saw. Toast, Phoenix Wrestling's Interviewer, crawling around backstage, looking for someone to answer his questions. He had someone in Masaru as his 'Cheeto' orange fingertips tapped the shoulder of Maz. Maz violently turned his head, even causing Olly to flap his wing momentarily. He looked Toast up and down as he held a friendly, yet nervous expression towards Masaru.)MASARU INOUE: What do you want?(Toast gathered himself as he went onto the other side of Maz, sitting with one leg up on the same equipment box Maz was on. He cleared his throat before continuing.)TOAST: I...I want to ask you a couple of questions--by the way, you smell really good. You use Irish Springs too? That's my favorite.(Maz looked absolutely stunned as he seemed 'taken back' by what was just said. Olly's head spun around in a complete one-hundred eighty degree turn, staring at Toast. Toast pointed at it, as Olly's wings came up, seemingly now feeling a bit uncomfortable.)TOAST: That's super-cool too!MASARU INOUE: Say what you have to say before I end you right here. You're DISTURBING Olly here!TOAST: Yeah...right, I wanted to ask you about what Asgar and Azazel just said briefly out in the ring, also your thoughts on facing Frankie Starlight tonight.MASARU INOUE: Oooh, Mason's puppets? What was that?TOAST: They-they said that they will beat whoever they have to until they get to "Hell Is Waiting". Your thoughts?MASARU INOUE: ...Toast!(Toast asked Masaru who had nothing to say, but offered a sadistic, evil laughter in that space of a reply. Olly meanwhile was 'nipping' at the strands of Toast's strangely, seemingly-unwashed hair. Olly nipped and nipped, before Masaru lightly tapped Olly to stop as his head turned around the rest of the way, facing Maz. Just as it seemed he was about to respond, the loud, obnoxious laughter of one, Frankie Starlight came into the scene.)FRANKIE STARLIGHT: Looka' here, ain't it the China Doll herself! I saw the shit you were tweetin' out on Twittah! You're a real tough gal when you thumbin' it down on there. That's right, get them last words outta' ya system, because once the lights dim and the music stops, I'm breakin ya thumbs! Gonna make ya eat your words!(Masaru got down from the equipment box as Olly left the arm of Masaru and instead rested on the equipment box. Maz stared Frankie in the eyes, smirking and shaking his head.)MASARU INOUE: Why my thumbs? Why not make me piss blood???(Masaru leaves the site as Olly hops back onto the black leather bracer. Whistling the part of HIW's theme, he leaves Frankie and Toast standing. Toast glares at Frankie to which Frankie shoots Toast with a middle finger before departing to ringside.)Masaru Inoue vs. Frankie Starlight
ALPINE: Masaru has been letting it be well known on Twitter, he plans on making this match with Frankie Starlight a BLOODBATH.
RODZ: Which I don’t get, as the match isn’t hardcore or no DQ.
ALPINE: Never underestimate the creativity of Masaru Inoue.
(First to make his way out to the ring to his own rendition of ‘Nice Work If You Can Get It’ is Frankie Starlight, who is met with a few soda cups from the Redmond crowd. He ignores it and sings louder, purposely trying to blow out the eardrums of the fans. They only boo louder, leaving Frankie to grind his microphone into the top turnbuckle after ascending the steps. He then spikes it down on the outer mat to a loud squeal, rips off his dress jacket, and enters the ring. ‘Nightlight’ by Silversun Pickups plays, bringing out a smiling Masaru Inoue sporting dead turkey contacts. He run slides into the ring and Frankie is ready for him, driving a grounded dropkick into Masaru! Masaru’s theme silences as Oz Oxford Jr. rings for the bell.)
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(Frankie wildly flails down on Masaru with lunging knee drops, dropkicks, axehandle drops, any leaping maneuver to keep Masaru down. But like a zombie he keeps on pushing up, intent on harming Frankie. Frankie then throws Masaru to the ropes, only for Masaru to reverse, then for Frankie to reverse, then for Masaru to headbutt Frankie and bring him in for a belly to belly. Frankie prevents that by biting Masaru on the face, causing Oz to separate the two, but not before Frankie breaks skin! Masaru feels the tiny bit of blood on his forehead, but it’s enough for him to go into rage mode and throw a series of kicks at Frankie’s way! Frankie blocks and back retreats to a corner, but that only leads to a flying knee from Masaru that catches Frankie right on the eyebrow!! “OHHH!!”s from the crowd as the blow knocks Frankie to the outside. Blood is pouring from the hatchet wound above Frankie’s eyebrow, but Masaru isn’t giving him a second to breathe. He comes crashing down over Frankie’s back with a springboard senton dive!! “OHHH!!!”s from the audience as Frankie grabs his sore spine, allowing that cut to drip a puddle on the outer mat. Masaru then walks around to the front, aims, and cracks Frankie in the cut with a precise kick!! “OHHH!!!”s from the shot as Frankie rolls around, even resorting to rolling under the ring!)
ALPINE: Well it looks like Frankie bit off way more than he can chew and is looking for a way out of this match. Told you he would find a way.
RODZ: That he did, and man what a nice vagina Frankie now has.
(Frankie rolls out to the other side, clutching something close to him as he curls up in the fetal position. Masaru comes out the other side and picks him up, looking to throw him into the ring. However what he doesn’t count on is a pair of brass knuckles cracking him in the chin!! Heavy boos from the crowd as Masaru falls forward on the apron, causing Frankie to get his ass in gear and toss Masaru in the ring for the cover. But not before disposing of the knuckles with a kick shuffle underneath the ring.)
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(What seems like a for a sure three count is stopped as Maz drops a boot over the lower rope. Oz points to the foot, but that doesn’t stop the crimson masked Frankie from screaming in his face. He then stands up and double stomps on Maz’s chest!! “OHHH!!”s from the crowd, but he doesn’t give them time to settle as he springboards off the second rope and double stomps him again in the chest!! Frankie screams in Maz’s face in anger, then rips him up to his feet. He then michinoku drivers him near the corner, then starts to ascend. He takes a moment to catch his balance due to the blood loss, then dives off the top with a frog splash! Maz is ready for him though with a set of extended knees, sending Frankie crashing into them, then bouncing off!! “OHHH!!”s through the building as Frankie clutches his sore ribs.)
ALPINE: Both competitors are down on the mat, it’s anyone’s game.
RODZ: If Frankie can’t finish him soon he’s gonna pass out and lose. He is a vampire’s wet dream.
ALPINE: And here comes Masaru’s worst nightmare…
(Mason Daniels emerges through the curtains to boos from the audience. He ignores them, smiling wide at Masaru as he walks down to ringside. He stands and waits, arms folded for the men to recover. Masaru is already in strike mode, and it isn’t until he chops Frankie in the chest that he sees Mason Daniels out of his peripherals. As soon as they make eye contact, Mason waves. However that leaves him wide open for a return from Frankie as he drives a shotgun dropkick into his chest, sending him flying to the corner! Frankie picks himself up slower then usual and waves for Masaru to bring it on. Masaru races at Frankie, only for him to leapfrog him and double stomp him in the back! Masaru lands on the bottom ropes, leaving Mason to laugh at him and further piss off Masaru. Frankie tries to ground his boot into the back of Masaru’s head but he slips out behind Frankie, hooks his arms, then drives him back to the mat with a release tiger suplex!! “OHHH!!”s from the audience as Frankie slumps, looking out of it. Masaru picks him up, then looks back to Mason as if to symbolize ‘watch this’. Frankie takes advantage of the distraction and goes for a school boy! Being the ref is counting in the front, Frankie grabs a generous handful of Maz’s tights and pulls as hard as he can!!)
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WINNER: Frankie Starlight via PINFALL @ 7 minutes, 23 seconds.
ALPINE: Despite a gaping wound over his eye, Frankie found a way to cheat to victory!!
RODZ: What you call cheat I call survival. That has to be the biggest victory a Collective member has ever received.
ALPINE: I can’t deny that. Frankie will have a heck of a chip on his bum shoulder after this.
(Frankie is told he’s the winner, to which he rips his arms away from the ref raising it and fumbles outside the ring. He has to use the apron to catch himself from falling, but he composes himself and does a victory lap around the ring. However he isn’t able to complete the circle, as Maz catches Frankie with a flying Killshot! Knocking him down and keeping him down on the mat!! Blood courses from the cut as paramedics rush past a smiling Masaru to aide to Frankie.)
ALPINE: No celebration for you.
RODZ: I sure hope he can celebrate later. We were supposed to hit up the strip club!
(We cut backstage to see a PW medic checking on the health of Chris Andrew.)Doctor: “Take a deep breath now…”Sitting on the examination table, Chris Andrew does as the doctor ordered, inhaling and exhaling while the physician listens to his lungs.Doctor: “Hmm…”With a look of concern Chris looks back at him, gently pressing on his ribs. The pain is almost completely gone now, but the pressure applied on certain spots still makes him squeeze his eyes to push the pain away.
Doctor: “Your ribs are not broken Chris, and that’s definitely a good thing. But you should really consider taking some time off, and I’m not talking a couple of days between a match and the other. I mean complete rest. No wrestling, no gym. Just give your body some time to recover, you’re really pushing yourself as of lately.”
The young man nods, grabbing his shirt and sliding in it, not without some struggle due to a stabbing pain felt when raising his arm. The doctor can’t fail to notice, and obviously asks him about it. Chris Andrew: “Nothing serious doc. It’s just a bruise, I took a bad bump on my last match.. But I’m mostly fine, see?” To prove his point, he starts shadowboxing towards the astounded doc, who seems freezed and slightly concerned, despite Andrew staying a safe distance, amply out of reach. And somehow this amuses the young man, who seems to be moving just fine, with no limitations whatsoever.Doctor: “Uh… I can see that. But you gotta promise you’ll get it checked as well, sounds good?”
Chris Andrew: “Of course.”
Doctor: “Good. I’m going to bring this to mister Black, and tell him you’re cleared to compete. Who are you facing if I may ask?”
Chris Andrew: “Mason Daniels doc!”At the mention of that name the doctor’s expression suddenly shifts. Being employed with PW for quite some time he is familiar with Daniels’ work. Or better, he grew quite familiar with his opponents…
Doctor: “Oh… Then I guess I’ll see you after your match.”
Concern transpiring from his tone.
Chris Andrew: “Wow, thanks for the vote of confidence doc!”He replies sarcastically. The doctor nods and leaves the room, leaving Chris alone.
Chris Andrew: “Time off… Who needs it? I can’t stop right now, and there’s not a single doctor who can do it. I’m on a roll, I did great back at Boats ‘N’ Throws, I took the Rising Phoenix Champion Anastasia almost to a draw, and I wasn’t even close to 100%. I may not be in the best shape of my life…”
He quickly glances at his chest.
Chris Andrew: “But I’ve never been more focused. More determined. Anastasia is a formidable opponent, but I proved I can go toe to toe with her. I know that once I’m perfectly healed, I can beat her. That’s right folks, you’re looking at the next Rising Phoenix Champion. It’s just a matter of time. But first, I gotta focus on my Mason Daniels.This is not the first time I square off with him, he’s a decent guy, I think we get along nicely and I can wait to have a fair match with him based out on the respect we clearly feel for one another....”
Chris lowers his head, a concerned bitter smile on his face.
Chris Andrew: “Nope, this is not the concussion speaking, we ruled that out already… Mason is one of the toughest SOB I ever met, and yeah, I’m a bit worried about stepping in the ring with him. Every sane man would be, y’all saw what he did to Finn on Redemption 114. Nonetheless, I’m going out there and kick his ass, proving once again, as if there is any need, that I’m not here to play games. I’m not afraid to get hurt, to put my body on the line week in and week out facing whoever mister Black puts on my way to earn another shot at Anastasia. And next time, I’ll take that title away from you.”
(Flaunting his pearl white smile to the camera, he leaves the doctor’s office, confidently walking to the ring. In place of the usual Tifficorp! shill, this most strange sequence appears on the PhoenixTron:)
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( We return from the break to “This is War” by Ill Nino playing as Mason Daniels walks out onto the stage, microphone in hand as he signals for the music to be cut, continuing to make his way down the ramp.)
Mason: Chris, Chris, Chris...can I call you Chris. I mean...why not right...that is your name after all. You know Chris, you really remind me a lot of myself. I mean, I have watched you while I was away. You come out here and lay it all on the line trying to impress these pathetic little fans.
(Mason reaches the bottom of the ramp and begins to make he way to the steps, slowly walking up them.)
Mason: I kind of feel bad for you really. You see, I have to come walking into this ring and I have completely humiliate you in front of all these people. After a while, they will get used to you disappointing them. You will gain momentum from time to time, but you will always fall just short of their high expectations. Then they will turn on your; your friends will turn on you; your family; well, then you become me.
(Mason steps through the ropes and into the ring, coming face to face with Chris Andrew.)
Mason: I almost feel sorry for you; but men like you, men like who I was before now; they bring it all on themselves. Now though, now is the time for their penance to be paid. Now, I will make them all pay. I will make everyone who said that I couldn't, that I wouldn't, be the best; I will make them all pay. They will suffer for doubting me.
(Mason backs up a little, looking to the crowd who is booing him.)
Mason: To do that, I am gonna take out the pillars that this place is built on. To do that, I am going to make all the legends and all the champions bow before me. For me that starts with Aurora and Masaru. I want the two of you in this ring at the next show. I want you two to square off against Jade Akana and myself. I don't care if you want to put those precious little titles on the line. I just want to kick both of your asses like the good ole' days.(Being the two look ready to scrap, Oz separates the two and sends them to their corner. Mason tosses his mic aside and cracks his knuckles with a grin.) (The match starts off HOT for one, Chris Andrew! Soon as the bell rung, he went off with rapid fire kicks to Daniels, causing him to skip and hop around the ring to avoid those hard-hitting kicks. Andrew shook his head, denying Mason any space as he took him by the arm, irish-whipping him into the ropes hard. On the rebound, Andrew tricks Mason, sliding between his legs and popping up to bounce off the opposite ropes. Mason drops to the canvas with Chris leaping over. He catches Mason on his feet, trying to go for a hip-toss but it got flipped. Mason flung Chris over and onto his back, smacking the canvas hard. Mason went to reach to lift him up but was caught and put on his back with a hand-standing headscissors. Chris gets to his feet and finds ways to use his speed again, getting a boost off the ropes and he dropped down onto Mason with a Senton splash. Mason with his veteran instinct, rolled to the edge and dropped to the outside of the ring to the sound of boos.)ALPINE: Chris Andrew came out absolutely on fire. He has to be feeling good. Got to see his lady win her first match in Phoenix Wrestling and now she gets to watch him work at ringside. He's hyped and Mason is feeling the vibes early here.RODZ: Chris so hyped that he let the vet, Mason Daniels escape to the outside. Eyes off the prize. Mason gets to catch a breather. Slow the speed down a few notches.ALPINE: True, Mason using that head of his for once. Wait...What is Chris doing?(A dive. Not just any ordinary dive, but a Suicida Dive. From one side to the other, Chris went through the middle rope and aimed himself at Mason. Mason seeing it a mile away, juked out of the way, leaving Chris crashing into the barricade with a loud thud. Mandi came running around the ring to check on her future-hubby only to be yelled and screamed on by Mason who was looking to bust an eardrum or two. He yanked Chris Andrew away from her, tossing him back in the ring before mouthing off something else towards her. The count of six came but Mason made his way back in the ring. Mason stalked his "prey" before immediately raining down elbows, repeatedly on the chest, trying to cave it in. Smothering his forearm and elbows on the facial region, just 'roughhousing' Andrew badly after that hot start. Mason was at his desired speed. Methodical slow. Stomps followed, again attacking the chest area. He yelled down before pinning. )1...
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KICKOUT!!!(Andrew, still very much in it (sorta), survived the initial three-count of the contest. Mason kept the pressure of abuse on with more stomps, this time to the lower limbs of his, looking to make sure he can't walk. The loud screams and yells from Mason was madness as Mandi had that look of fear in her eyes. That once glowing smile was no more. Mason picked up Chris by palming his skull before viciously shoving him into the corner. Mason spearheaded Chris right in the gut not once, not twice, not even three BUT four times in a row. After kicks in the corner, again Mason lifted him up, but only to send him on another adventure. One he vigorously tried to fight out of but Mason with his surprising strength, Full-Nelson slamming him down right onto his head and neck area. He looked to go for the pin but heard Mandi scream Chris's name, Mason's attention turned back to the outside as he left the ring.)ALPINE: What the hell is he doing? What the hell is he thinking??RODZ: He's a maniac. You can't guess what a maniac is going to do next. His eyes are set on Mandi though. I mean maybe he's going over there to let her know her future is about to be deceased. Mandi should run for it!ALPINE: She's not leaving Chris's side. She's standing tall right here.RODZ: ...Not for long!(Mason gets a close-up of Mandi, standing about a foot and a half away. He smiles, licking his lips as she shook her head. Mason screamed and yelled, absolutely looking to blow an eardrum. A brutal shove saw Mandi slide fall and slide a good two feet across the floor. Chris, who, although groggy, saw all of it was now PISSED. Enraged, was a better word because he snapped. Mason was brought back into the ring via a grasp of his Mohawk. He suplexed him over the ropes and right into the ring. Mason rolled around, getting back to his feet with help of the ropes. Andrews was not about to let Mason walk after that. Jab, jab, jab, after jab, quick, hard, and enough to loosen teeth. Mason was getting bombarded with left and right jabs before Andrew landed a vicious right to the jaw, a combo he called "PAL". Mason stumbled harshly out of the corner. Chris attacked the ropes, bouncing off as he leaped for a crossbody. Mason and his strength, caught him. Quickly transitioned into a suplex, dropping Andrew into the corner, leg crashing.)ALPINE: Mason sneaky strength allowed him to catch Chris there and poor Chris paid for it, leg first into the corner after that suplex!RODZ: Mason is a smart man! A bird can't fly without his wings. A man can't stand without his legs and feet. Almost like an Exploder suplex. Close.(Mason dragged Andrew out enough as he tirelessly climbed the top turnbuckle. Looking to the crowd with that smirk of his, he went for his signature Frogsplash that he called "HALO Drop" but all he caught was chest against canvas. Last second roll from Andrew saved him dearly. The crowd was behind him, cheering for him to get it together. He saw Mason down as he used the ropes himself and with that, he was able to lift Mason up enough to introduce him the "Dr. Pepper Special" Cutthroat Neckbreaker that followed in a combo with his "Canyon Dive" for the finish as the crowd stood to their feet on the dropdown. Andrew placed his arm on Mason as the ref counted.)ALPINE: What a fiery combo from Chris Andrew!RODZ: As Nas would say, it was written! Mason not waking up after that!1...
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3!!!!WINNER: Chris Andrew via PINFALL @ 11 minutes, 58 seconds.(With the 'dinging' of the bell, Mandi quickly slid in the ring as she checked on Chris. Mason was slowly coming to and Mandi wasn't about to just let him slither away without repercussions. Being helped out by Mandi, Chris got to his feet and immediately pointed to Mason as he held up two fingers, their little hand sign language.)ALPINE: That's not the look of love from those two. It looks as if Mason is due for payment.RODZ: Overdue if you ask me! Mason though is as slick as they come and with his crew that he's assembled, know that they aren't far behind!(Mandi nodded as the two began to creep up on Mason Daniels. They immediately began stomping down on Mason as his chin bopped against the canvas hard after each hard driven stomp from the power couple. The stomps were enough to drive Mason out of the ring for good as he fell to the floor, slowly crawling on all fours.)ALPINE: Here comes the cast, Asgar, Azazel and Jade! They got the numbers now!RODZ: Looks like they aren't going in for the kill.(Reason for their choosing of standing down seemed to be because of Mason, who held his hand up as he got to his feet, limping slightly. Standing in front of the trio, he eyed Chris and Mandi, smirking at the two as he licked his lips.)MASON DANIELS: YOU LUCKY OR ELSE I'D SIC' THEM ON YOU TWO!!!(The trio, their fists balled, Mason kept with his smirk as he and the 'Pulpit' made their way up the ramp. Chris and Mandi, all they could do was shake their heads at Mason Daniels. Backstage, the cameras focus on Sophie’s painting on the walls of the arena. Having caught her attention, Sophie brings herself around to face the camera. For a moment, she glares at the operator, possibly frustrated that they interfered with her work. The camera stretches back, revealing the massive mural she made for the end of the Collective. Each of them are fused together in a monstrosity of flesh and agony, while they roast in a brilliant blaze. She cracks her neck once before all of her features soften. Mainly due to the arrival of her wife, Anastasia Starling, who carries her Rising Phoenix Championship proudly on her shoulder. Sophie stands up, approaching her with a bounce in her step.Sophie El: Look at it.She puts her arm around Anastasia’s shoulder and shows her the artwork. Sophie El: Look at them writhe in agony, for their existence is simply that. I wonder if they feel like that on a common basis, being connected at the hip like they are. Starling was mesmerized, as she often was staring at her wife’s artwork, those heterochromia afflicted eyes of hers, big and bright, taking in the whole scene as her jaw dropped. She innocently played with her own hair, done in the tightest of ringlets for the occasion, some in crimson red after her recent trip to her homeland, but one in a golden blonde that she seemed to give most of her attention to. The imagery was dark and macabre in nature, but the seemingly sweet innocence of the Clockwork Songbird was drawn to it like a moth to flame.Anastasia Starling: It’s like if they were separated they’d have a chance to escape, but together they’re sewn together for a terrible fate.She blinked repeatedly for a few moments, a slight smile spreading upon her angelic features.Anastasia Starling: Can I see… is that phoenix fire?Sophie nods happily, even clapping her hands together with energy she usually doesn’t bear.Sophie El: Yes, yes, that’s exactly it! She takes her wife’s hand and pulls her closer towards the primary wall, gazing upon her own creation with a wide grin.Sophie El: Phoenix fire because it’s what you can cast upon them. I can bind them together like they are here. With my strength, I can do anything, but you...only you can bring the fire to incinerate them all. Burn the world!A joyous laugh escapes Sophie.Sophie El: Do...do you like it?Her voices die down, and she rocks on her heels expectedly. Ana stares on for a few moments, losing herself within the artwork, as if she was part of the piece itself and was a flying flame of pastel and paint.Anastasia Starling: Burn them all…She whispered in such a soft tone, a little squeak on the end, adorable but the context deadly. She turned to her wife, that eternally childish nature of hers returning as she bounced on the spot, kissing Sophie upon the cheek with affection as giddiness took hold.Anastasia Starling: I love it… I love it, I love it, I love it!She gasped once more as she applauded the masterpiece in front of her, but halted as a familiar face approached, Phoenix’s own Kiko Hirayama, who rifled in with her questioning without a second’s hesitation.Kiko Hirayama: Ladies… I was wondering if you had time for a few questions before your huge tag team match up tonight. The pair of you were recently successful against the Rebirth Champion Cassius Reed and his Number One Contender, the 2017 Boats N’ Throws winner Frisky D. We all know that you are a couple outside of the squared circle, but after a victory like that, and your repeat partnership tonight, does that make you an official team here in Phoenix Wrestling?Sophie El: Hm…Sophie hums to herself, seemingly ignoring the interviewer. Sophie El: I dunno, what are we, my dear? She goes and rests her head on Ana’s shoulder, still eyeing past Kiko. While she awaits for Ana to answer, she plays with the strands of her wife’s hair. Realizing the ball had been placed in her court, she gazed at her wife for second, before turning back to Kiko.Anastasia Starling: Being able to team up with Sophie like this is amazing. It was great to work together last time, it’s going to be even sweeter this time. I think together, as a tag team, as a unit we could go onto great things, amazing things. Truly, we could… However… Neither of us signed up to Phoenix Wrestling to be tag team wrestlers. Even when Sophie joined, this was something we did not discuss. Because we have goals, we have targets. And we are going to attain those goals and hit those targets smack bang in the bullseye. So yeah, if we wanted to, we could make a clear run at being a team here, THE team here. But we don’t want to get distracted from what we really want here, what we have been working towards getting for so, so long. Lifting the golden strand before her eyes, Sophie analyzes it while speaking.Sophie El: When I came here, it was to accept the call of a mighty woman, a challenger that wanted to push me to my limitations. Anastasia’s championship reign wasn’t something I wanted to threaten, which was the rumor. I didn’t want to be attached onto her, to bog her down with the concept that she needed me to continue to be one of the best in the world today. Us teaming together just makes the game more miserable for anyone who stands in our way. Ask Frisky and Cassius, they learned well about our combined might. The Collective are a team that wants to stand in our way. If our paths have to interweave in order to preserve what we came here for, then so be it. A warning to all teams here and elsewhere. You should leave this alone--you shouldn’t try to make a team out of Ana and myself. She slyly takes a strand of the gold to hover in front of Kiko’s face. In a flash, it ignites and disintegrates before the interviewer’s shocked eyes.Sophie El: We can burn everything to ash...if you want.Anastasia Starling(c) and Sophie El vs. The Collective (Tony Tira and Geno 'Forklift' Forliti)DING DING DINGALPINE: What is that, you think? Did they superglue that cut on Frankie from Masaru’s Killshot earlier?RODZ: What… who cares? He’s not in the match, the man’s just out here to support his comrades. I’m sure… well okay I can’t even finish that sentence. Thanks a lot Frankie you fuck, that cost me $5 on Match Shenanigans Bingo.ALPINE: I’m sorry come again? RODZ: That’s what she said. I’m guessing you don’t have the Ap, but it’s a Bingo Card you fill out spots if someone does something, you can get it on Google Play. But at any rate… I don’t know how smart that was of Frankie Starlight, picking Sophie’s ankle like that.(Indeed, Sophie El and Tony Tira start the match, he gloatingly pushes her about for a bit using his boxing style punches, though a slight crease comes between his brows as he realises that Sophie is dodging and weaving around a good portion of them with a slightly blank stare on her face and a tiny hint of a smile on her lips. He finally tags her with a super stiff right hook, bowling her off her feet and he backs up to get a head of steam going for a big haymaker style punch, but as he comes in Sophie comes up and hits her Red Javelin, a beautiful Koppu Kick that has Tony’s eyes cross for a second before he shakes that all off. Sophie backs up for the ropes looking for her Running Lariat the Death Dealer but at that moment Frankie Starlight who has been on the floor jawing the entire time at her and Anastasia picks her ankle and trips her. The referee sees this and gives him a minor warning, he holds his hands up innocently.
This distraction allows Sophie to recover as Tony comes after her and she rings his bell with a kick to the face followed by a kick to the knee! Tira is one tough guy and absorbs this damage well, but after swinging at her a few times to create distance he fades back limping a small amount before tagging in Geno. He comes through for his team by catching Sophie with a huge Chokeslam but before he can cover she rolls out of his reach and then does it again much to his frustration. He ends up in their corner and Sophie pops up and tags in Anastasia. They take full advantage of the change to double team Geno as Frankie freaks out on the outside.)ALPINE: And now he’s on the apron, he’s going to screw around too much and cost his team the match. RODZ: Tony is laughing about it right now but I bet he’d be pissed if that happened. The referee is on the ball tonight though and warns him again. ALPINE: He needs to get him out of here, it’s not like these guys don’t have a reputation for a reason. RODZ: My point though is that everyone should be aware of it, it’s not that big a deal, look Frankie’s backed off after… well, no there he goes again. (Anastasia hits Geno with a Corner backflip kick, followed up with a Bell Clap after he tries to smash her into the corner with his superior size. Ana slides up to the top and comes down on him with a Diving Legdrop Bulldog, gaining a two count but Geno does a kind of prone Military Press Toss that gets him free of her and she slides a bit to the apron, one leg hanging out over the edge. Frankie darts in and grabs her calf and smashes her knee into the apron before he scampers away but again the referee sees him and warns him even as Ana screams out in anger about her leg. Sophie insists that Frankie be ejected but the referee shakes his head as by this time Ana is back up and staying just out of Geno’s reach. She’s clearly working to gas the strong man out, well versed in how to deal with huge monster like men from her many battles with GRENDEL.
Meanwhile Frankie taunts the hell out of Sophie and she has had enough! As Ana even with a limp from her knee manages to evade Geno in the ring Sophie chases Frankie as he tries to evade her but she catches him and yanks him up into a Running Release Gorilla Press Toss and ejects him right into the front row where fans pelt him with cups and trash! Back in the ring Ana is in a bit of a pickle as Geno has managed to get to Tony and tag out and the pair try to repay the double team from earlier but Ana is too agile and nimble and evades most of it until Geno catches her with a huge Lariat before the referee orders him out of the ring.)ALPINE: Now that looked painful!RODZ: I know, and those fans are so freaking disrespectful to Frankie Starlight… oh and yeah that Lariat was pretty fly, but don’t count our Rising Phoenix Champion out just yet.(Geno at least shows a little concern over the state of his friend before the referee orders him out to the apron. Tony is clear in his goal to decimate Ana with his punches, he corners her and hits several hard right hooks but she endures, He catches her with an uppercut but this is an error as it sends her flying back towards her own corner. Sophie tags herself in and Tony doesn’t see it, he goes after the downed Ana to drag her out for a pin and she leaps up just ahead of his grab and hits him with a Pale Winged Passerine, the Handspring into the ropes and the Stunner that follows rocking his world and leaving him totally open for Sophie’s Discus Big Boot, Split the Sky! Ana heads off Geno as Sophie covers and the referee counts.)1….
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3!!!WINNERS: Anastasia Starling & Sophie El via PINFALL @10 minutes, 32 seconds.ALPINE: While The Collective put up one heck of a fight, it just wasn’t quite enough to overcome the combined experience of Anastasia and Sophie.RODZ: Good for them, at least they’re nice to look at… uh oh. Looks like Frankie’s not having it!(For a moment it looks like Frankie might encourage a three on two, but after feeling that ‘ejection’ from Sophie he lets his brain rule the day. Of course he mouths off though, complete with finger snaps and telling both women that they ain’t shit and he’s not sweating either of them. Ana refuses to even look at him or acknowledge him and he blows his stack even as Tony and Geno drag him off, he shouts at her that he’s not afraid and that he could take on both Ana and Sophie, but if she is so sure of her shit she can put the title on the line. He’s still yelling about her putting that title on the line as they exit to the back and Sophie and Ana go on celebrating their win in their own way.The cameras cut to the back where Aurora is gently checking on any cuts, contusions or scrapes Masaru may have after Mason's messing with his match against Frankie Starlight. She dips a cloth into disinfectant and dabs at his skin, Masaru on his part endures, never flinches or even a twitch.)MASARU INOUE: Did you hear, what they said earlier... those two fools Asgar and Azazel? Then of course Jade and Mason... it's an infection.(Aurora is humming softly as she finishes tending his wounds, and puts away the little kit before she answers, weighing her words as she thought about them.)AURORA: Mason couldn't beat me one on one in the past, and yet that entitled fuck thinks he can demand a match with the champions coming back in the door yet again. I think he can fight his way up out of the pit just like everyone else has. Let Mason and Jade fight The Collective and those bruisers will hand that flying mohawk pig his collective behind. Maybe though...(A gleam comes into those amazing green eyes, and Masaru perks up immediately, though his gaze is distracted by Olly the owl as he flies by.)AURORA: Look at all this fresh infusion of blood, all of them eager and chomping at the bit... why don't we make their dreams come true and have a tag team gauntlet match or something. The winner then can face us at the next PPV, and it'll give us a wonderful surprise to look forward to. Imagine The McConnaigh Brothers, Asgar and Azazel, Chris Andrew and Mandi Morrison... all of them trying to wreck the rest to get to us. As it should be and what a treat for the fans.(She claps her hands with delight as Masaru nods, he sees that wicked light in her eyes.)MASARU INOUE: I like it, we can watch them struggle for that win, dig those graves deep... how many do I need, for that sword again? Oh yes. 369. It's an ambitious number, and I like it.(He hops down off of the crate and follows after Olly but stays close, just in case. Aurora turns back to the camera she knows is recording and gives a nearly European shrug.)AURORA: There's a song by the band Winterhorde called Hate Parade, and one of the lines says, Scum of a dying generation. You may wonder why I'm quoting that instead of something more usually associated with well, me. Just as there is a cream of the crop, there’s a scum of the earth, and we all know it. For every once in a lifetime talent there are a dozen who are almost as good, almost as durable, almost as consistent in performance. Almost is an awfully damning thing, but it really shouldn’t be.(Aurora sighs slightly, shaking her head.)AURORA: I see a lot of potential in Frisky D. I’ve been in the ring with her after all, and that’s the absolute best way to study someone. She’s close, she only lacks a few elements and she could be quite a thing. A little tornado to sweep up the adulation of the fans as it were, she just needs to find those little things and she could become the very next breakout star of Phoenix Wrestling. I don’t say those words lightly, and the fact that I have alone makes Frisky one to watch. That said, this match is such a risk for her. Bear with me. Ahead of her is the Promised Land, so to speak. The match she Earned the right to have, with our current Rebirth Champion, Cassius Reed. He’s a rare beast, one of only six people to ever defeat me in one on one combat during my time with Phoenix Wrestling. He did so after we had both fought another match earlier in the night, and that speaks more towards how good he is, than many are giving him credit for. Frisky has enough on her plate, but the powers that be decided that she should face me on the cusp of the greatest challenge of her young career and I have no shame in saying that Cassius Reed IS that challenge.(Aurora pulls a pair of gloves out of her jacket, sliding the fingerless striking style gloves on over her already taped with thin strips of tape fingers, and gazes steady at the camera.)AURORA: Just let this be a match, Frisky. Don’t get in there and try and piss me off. Just get in there and wrestle and don’t fuck around. I’ll get you through this, win or lose, but if you disrespect me in that ring, I will use you as an example for everyone that’s forgotten why people lower their tone when they talk about me.(She relaxes just a touch, a light grin on her lips.)AURORA: I’ve had a lot of catchphrases in my time, Frisky. From #Believe right on down to Hello My Freaky Darling. But tonight, I’m going to bring back a blast from the past. Way back from 2009. Frisky, I’m going to take you to the edge in this match, and we’re going right over. Hang on tight.(She snaps her fingers and then walks away, whistling her tag team theme as she goes.The cameras cut elsewhere as they find the Boat N' Throws winner Frisky D in a small locker room backstage sitting on a bench, while lacing up her boots. She's got a bright multi-colored hat on crooked and backwards to go with her ring gear It takes a few moments before she looks up and notices the camera crew standing there.)
FRISKY D: Wow, rude, doesn't anyone knock?
(After feigning anger for a few moments, she lightens up and waves her arm casually.)
FRISKY D: Kidding guys, kidding, I guess this is the part where you want to know what's on my mind.
(She finishes lacing up her left boot.)
FRISKY D: It's been a whirlwind, not gonna lie. Even though me earning a shot at Cassius' Rebirth Championship might seem like it's come out of nowhere to some people, I've kinda felt it building getting into more and more main events. Still though, it's kinda been a lot and I'm doing my best to stay grounded.
(She gives a short nod.)
FRISKY D: Which is why I can't worry too much about any one upsmanship he tried with me in that tag last week. Well, besides the fact that he's really motivated and as uh, over the top as he can be, he hasn't let being on top for so long make him complacent. I gave him my best effort the first time we faced, and it wasn't enough. It was memorable, but it was still a double countout. Gotta make the most of this chance; I mean one the way this business works one day you're winning Boats N' Throws, the next you're getting chased down by the Coast Guard-- so I need to make my shot count. Life come fast, man.
(A pause for a deep breath.)
FRISKY D: Which means taking it day by day, staying in the moment and being better each day than the last. That was a lot of cliches there, but they're true. Right now, my focus needs to be on Aurora.
(Frisky brushes a few hairs aside.)
FRISKY D: Not because of 'momentum' or anything wacky like that, but because simply put, she's waaayyy too dangerous not to give my full attention. Part of me's kinda giddy, facing a legend here in the Pacific Northwest-- these are my people up here.
(She manages a brief smile.)
FRISKY D: But for real, when I talked about Hell is Waiting being the best tag team in PW right now-- seems like Aurora's been a part of a lot of those. Put her singles success aside, she's consistently dangerous to be in the ring with-- which I think some people out there forget because they love 'Mama Rori' the trainer or whatever.
(Her expression turns thoughtful.)
FRISKY D: I don't have a thing against her, she's always been nice enough to me, but that's the truth. Maybe some people don't like to admit they think there opponent's dangerous, but I think that's just being aware. Even if she likes you, she'll try to spike you on your head or crush your throat with a ... googlyplata, whatever that hold's called.
(It seems to cross her mind that might not be the technical name for the move, but she shrugs.)
FRISKY D: The good-- or bad thing depending on your point of view-- thing is that dangerous stuff is kinda my thing, so I'm gonna be pretty stoked by the time my music hits. Might not be the smartest thing, I can pause from living by the seat of my pants --weird expression by the way-- long enough to admit that. But it's me, and Aurora's gonna get 100% of me tonight-- don't miss it.
(She flashes a peace sign before the cameras cut elsewhere in the arena.) MAIN EVENT Aurora vs. Frisky D. ALPINE: This is set to be a big one folks. One of the fastest rising breakout stars in Frisky D., facing off against a cornerstone of PW, and one half of the Duos Champions, Aurora.
RODZ: Can I just mention that they’re both very pretty women and they both have the technical workrate to satisfy not only nerds but normal men? If you’re flipping the channels, you will stop to see these hotties.
ALPINE: All looks aside, these are two of the most talented women on the roster. This match has the potential to be a game changer for Frisky. A big risk here though, as she is carrying in a lot of momentum as the number one contender to the Rebirth Championship.
RODZ: And Aurora is just the type of woman to take that momentum and drop it on it’s fucking head.
ALPINE: Always a certainty with any Aurora match.(We cut to ringside, where Lenne Hardt awaits in the ring, wearing a tacky orange, red, and brown autumn collection dress. She beams out to the crowd who laugh at her terrible dress.)HARDT: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!!(The lights dim and the fans cheer as we start to see Frisky D.’s video package play on the PhoenixTron. Strobe lights flicker at the entranceway as ‘Razor Blades and Steak Knives’ by Jarren Benton plays. Soon after Frisky bursts through the curtains wearing a ‘Frisky D’ hoodie showcasing her snarling face on the back.)
HARDT: Making her way to the ring, weighing in at 130 pounds, she is the 2017 Boats N’ Throws Winner, and the number one contender to the Rebirth Championship…..FFFRRRRRRRIIIIISSSSSSSKKKKKKYYYYYYY DDDDDDD!!!!!!!!
ALPINE: One thing I admire about Frisky is she isn’t letting her newfound success get to her head.
RODZ: Yet. Give it time. When you rise to the top in a shark tank like PW it’s hard not to have an ego.
(She raps out the lyrics to her song while periodically slapping fan hands. She then slides into the ring and rips off her hoodie, tossing it out to a local ring girl. Frisky starts stretching her back against the ropes on her side as she stares at the curtains, waiting for Aurora. Her theme ends and is replaced by ‘Cold’ by Static X, getting a loud mixed reaction from the crowd. Aurora comes out sans Duos championship being bathed in a purple spotlight. She smirks at Frisky on her walk down to the ring.)HARDT: Making her way to the ring, weighing in at 145 pounds, she is one half of Hell Is Waiting, one half of the Duos Champions….she is AUUUUUUURRRRRRROOOOOOORRRRRRAAAAA!!!!!
ALPINE: As much as these women may respect one another, I’m expecting them to push each other to the limit.
RODZ: Both women are ultra competitive and love outclassing their opponent, so it’s gonna be a fun one no doubt.
(Aurora drifts into the ring with a swift slide, then pops to her feet. She takes a step back against her corner, locking eyes with Frisky under her purple spotlight. Soon after her theme fades, and the lights go back on. We hear the chattering of the fans as referee Malik Demitrious checks with both women. All is clear, and he puts a start to the match.)
DING DING DING (Aurora and Frisky circle each other, looking for the first opportunity. Aurora reaches forward for a leg grapple only for Frisky to whip her leg out and keep circling. She then dives for one of Aurora’s legs, causing her to jump back. Aurora circles for a little bit, then catches Frisky off guard with an impromptu Bicycle Kick! The shot doesn’t hit Frisky flush but grazes her shoulder, causing Frisky to catch the boot over her shoulder. She goes for a sweep but Aurora is too quick, bringing up an enziguri variation that knocks Frisky to the ropes! Frisky uses the momentum to bounce off the ropes, but Aurora is ready for her with a leaping tornado DDT counter! Frisky is able to toss off the DDT counter, then crack into Aurora with a clubbing open palmed blow! Since she has Aurora cornered, Frisky fires off several palms, connecting with three before Aurora blocks, checks her with a forearm, leaps to the top, then kicks Frisky in the face! “OHHH!!!”s as Frisky backs away holding her mouth. Aurora leaps off for a tornado DDT but once again Frisky throws her off, then cuts off her chest chop attempt with an open hand chop to the chest, then a quick hook into a triangle springboard arm drag into an armbar! The crowd cheers, but only briefly as Aurora quickly rolls through, slipping out of the armbar and rolling around to Frisky’s back with a rear naked choke!)
ALPINE: Aurora wasn’t able to land one of her signature DDT’s, but she’s looking well on the road to putting Frisky to sleep!
RODZ: Let’s see you find a way out of that Houdini D.!!
(Fans stand at the possibility of Frisky getting choked out by Aurora. Aurora grapevines the legs around her torso, looking to lock it in tight and get the tap. Frisky does her best to hold on, somehow worming her chin under the pressure point of Aurora’s arm. She then slips her head out, allowing her enough leverage to reach for the bottom rope and grasp it. Like the gentlewoman she is, Aurora releases right away and the two are back to their feet. Aurora reaches forward for a lock up and ties up with Frisky, pushing her back a little with her strength. Aurora then hops on her shoulders, and reverses back for a Reversal of Fortune! However Frisky backflips out of the attempt, lands a running dropkick that knocks Aurora onto the apron, then takes her to the outside with a triangle jump springboard blockbuster! “HOLY SHIT!!” from the audience as the two lay on the outside. Once they hear Malik counting though they get up, with Frisky quick to keep Aurora incapacitated for a while. Using the apron as a springboard, Frisky goes for a springboard forearm, only for Aurora to counter it into a crossface!! The crowd is going nuts ringside as Frisky fights Aurora’s grip. After hearing Malik say “7!!” Aurora releases and runs into the ring. She stands in the center, watching as Frisky rolls in by the “9!!” count.)ALPINE: Frisky cutting it real close there. One more second and she’d be the loser.
RODZ: That’s what she gets for keeping it on the outside. You don’t dick around with a more experienced grappler than you.
(Once Frisky comes in Aurora comes forward to grab some hair. Frisky catches her off guard with leaping forearms to the gut, then comes up with a snapping frankensteiner!! However Aurora is able to land on her feet from the attempt, dropkick Frisky in the forehead on the stand up, block her open hand strike to the face, then twist it around into the Carpathian Cross!! Cheers and boos from the crowd as she slaps Frisky on the forehead and goes for the pin!!)
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(Another kickout. Aurora looks a little frustrated, so this time she keeps Frisky grounded and locks in the EVP! With Frisky in the center of the mat, there is nowhere for her to go! Malik peg leg hops and dives down to the mat, watching closely as Aurora has Frisky locked in her submission of choice. She clamps down her thigh on her foot, tightening the hold and turning Frisky’s face red.)ALPINE: This is it! Aurora could very well put Frisky to sleep!
RODZ: You fought well kid. Just know there is no shame in losing to one of the best.
(A stomp stomp clap rhythm gets going through the arena as chants of “FRISKY!!!” fill it. Powered by those chants, Frisky waves a brave fist as her face slowly turns blue. She forces herself to a stand, tripoding her legs as Aurora high waists the EVP. She then screams and lifts up Aurora into a powerbomb formation, then drops her backward with a snake eyes variation across the top rope! “OHHH!!”s from the crowd as Aurora releases and grabs her throat, gasping for air. Frisky doesn’t give her a chance to breathe as she snatches Aurora up from the mat and tosses her to the ropes. Aurora still has enough in her though to reverse the irish whip, sending Frisky to the ropes, rappelling back with a flying forearm, only for Aurora to duck, spring off the top, then comes back with the Ghostly Kiss DDT!! However Frisky matrixes out of the attempt, pops up for a grapple only for Aurora to dragon whip kick her, knocking her to the corner! With Frisky dazed, Aurora lifts up Frisky to the top, then cracks her with a few forearms to keep her dazed. She then hops up, hooks the head, and signals to the cheering crowd. However Frisky is able to to forearm her in the gut several times, headbutt her to the mat, kick her in the face, then dive off for a leaping Spanish Inquisition on Aurora!! “HOLY SHIT!!!” from the crowd as Frisky doesn’t hesitate for a tight hooked leg cover.)
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WINNER: Frisky D. via PINFALL @ 9 minutes, 02 seconds.ALPINE: Frisky just defeated one of the most decorated members of the Phoenix roster!
RODZ: Cleanly too. If anybody had doubts if she was ready for Cassius, this should silence them.
(A look of shock is on Frisky’s face as she has her hand raised, in disbelief over beating a mentor in the business like Aurora. She kneels down and shakes Aurora’s hand, and also helps her up to her feet. The two have a little positive talk in the ring that is interrupted by a smug looking Cassius coming out and clapping his hands. With a smirk on his face, he snorts in the mic as Frisky’s theme silences.)
CASSIUS: Well done Frisky. But there’s no way you’re prepared for the Cassius Reed Experience!!
(Cheers and boos from the crowd as Frisky shakes her head at Cassius. Before Cassius can say more Anastasia and Sophie come out on the ramp to cheers. A roll of the eyes and a shoulder adjust of the shiny Rebirth championship on his shoulder before speaking.)
CASSIUS: What’s a matter? Cassius can’t come out and congratulate someone on their victory without having a painted up tank and her lanky girlfriend staring daggers at him?
(Sophie snarls at Cassius and lunges at him, only for Ana to pull her back and say “it’s not worth it” to her in a soothing voice.)CASSIUS: Listen to your girl Sophie. You want a piece of Cassius? Fine then. King Cassius versus lowly peasant Sophie El, next Redemption! Besides, the king could use a good warm up before he faces Frisky.(Cassius drops the mic as Sophie nods her head with a smile. Cassius points at the ring and says “watch and learn” to Frisky as her theme resumes. Fade to the Phoenix 2017 logo.)
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