Post by Slaine Rodrick on Dec 19, 2017 23:20:46 GMT
PW Presents...
WINTER WARFARE II
Airing LIVE on Evolve Network January 7th, 2018 @ 7pm PST
Doug Mitchell Thunderbird Sports Centre
Vancouver, British Columbia
***ON AIR***
(Frisky is walking down a hall of Point Grey Secondary School in Vancouver, her eyes scanning the lockers. Finally she stops, in front of one, rapping her knuckle against it.)
FRISKY D: Yep, here it is; this was my locker.
(She turns to face the camera, furrowing her brow momentarily.)
FRISKY D: Sorry, I should probably give some context instead of starting out of nowhere. This is Point Grey Secondary, which was my High School. Superbad was also based on events here, so that's pretty cool. But I'm not here to be all reminiscent "I'm coming home" or anything like that. I wanted more to make a point that I can remember pretty much anything from my childhood because it wasn't that long ago, and that ... well, I never left.
(A shrug before she smiles.)
FRISKY D: I've been here the whole time, so I know this city, or at least a lot of parts of it like the back of my hand. Which means that a lotta people here are gonna know me too.
(She takes a deep breath.)
FRISkY D: It's not like this is the first ever match I've had in Vancouver, but it's def the first in front of so many people and the first for an kinda stakes like this. I've tried to stay loose, treat this like any other match, but it's not. Real talk, this is either gonna be one of the best nights of my life or the worst.
(Frisky paces in place a bit.)
FRISKY D: The pressure's always on the challenger because you have to beat the Champ. I mean I've already faced Cassius before and I left the both of us laid out-- pretty good showing, but pretty good's not enough here. And I mean, it's about more than winning or losing a match or the title, prestigious as it is when I say it's this big. Because like, I try to take a big picture look at life.
(She drums her fingers against her knee.)
FRISKY D: But for real, something like this is basically putting all your choices in life on display. I've been pretty open that there was a point where I questioned if I was good enough to hang here, to be here full time, but I set my mind to it and the results have been there since. So I made that commitment, something I have to explain every time a local news person wants to hit me up to write the little puff piece about the local girl going for glory at home. When I step into that ring, I'm telling everyone here in Vancouver 'this is who I am, who I chose to be, because I'm damn good at it'.
(A beat skips.)
FRISKY D: So yeah, that's a lot of pressure, I'd be dumb to deny it. Just like I would to deny that I'm the underdog here. But you know what? Every time the thought creeps into my dome that I might be a little over my head here, I remind myself that when things get messy, when it's fight or flight, I'm at my best.
(She nods her head, displaying a quiet confidence.)
FRISKY D: So you'd better believe that I am ready to walk in there against a great wrestler, rise to the occasion again and walk out the new PW Rebirth Champion. And when I hold that belt in the air, that'll be me saying "this is who I am, and this is why I do what I do."
(Frisky lets out a sharp exhale, an expression crossing her face like that got a little bit heavier than she intended as the video cuts to black. We cut back to the arena where the crowd is buzzing, waiting for the first match of the evening. Suddenly the lights dim, and 'Invoking The Woodland Spirit' by Elvenking blares out of the speakers. For the hardcore fans that know of the McConnaigh Brothers' history, they cheer loudly. The rest of the crowd picks up in cheers once they see 'McConnaigh Brothers' on the PhoenixTron, followed by footage of them wrecking various tag teams in NGIW. A green spotlight shoots down on the entranceway, and out through the curtains step Owen and Finn. The big men smile out at the capacity packed crowd, then make their way to ringside with mics in hand. On their way to the ring they slap a few hands, with Finn even stopping to point out a 'Irish Pride' sign in the crowd.)
ALPINE: Welcome everyone to Winter Warfare 2! We're coming to you LIVE from a sold out Doug Mitchell Thunderbird Sports Centre in Vancouver, BC!
RODZ: That name is ridiculously long. Like stupidly ridiculously long. I'm just gonna call it the DMTSC for short. Dammit now I want DMT.
ALPINE: Please try to stay somewhat coherent for the broadcast. Anyways, that was a cautiously confident promo from Frisky D. How exciting would it be for her to win the belt in front of her hometown crowd?
RODZ: It would be a rush better than taking adrenachrome while orgasming on a skydive. Should be a banger tonight.
ALPINE: Indeed. In the ring we have one of the newest tag teams to PW, Finn and Owen McConnaigh. These two men in the ring could be a serious threat to the Duos title reign of Hell is Waiting. 670 pounds of a veteran tag team who know their tag partners like the back of their hand.
RODZ: Only tag team that can match that brotherly link are Fin and Twin, and they're more than likely to get ring raped tonight.
(The McConnaigh Brothers take opposite steps into the ring, choosing to step over the top rope and make their way into the green spotlight in the center. Once in the center of the ring, the two look out to the crowd, signaling the lights going back on and their theme coming to an end.)
OWEN: You don't know how much we were looking forward to showing off our skills in Phoenix Wrestling. Last Redemption we were robbed of that opportunity.
FINN: But you know what, that's fine. That gives us an opportunity to show our stuff on a bigger stage. And no better stage than VANCOUVER, BRITISH COLUMBIA!!
(Cheers from the crowd over the cheap pop. Before Owen can say anymore, 'You're The Best' by Joe Esposito plays. Out through the curtains comes Fin-Nisher with his hand raised to them. His theme silences and Fin speaks.)
FIN-NISHER: Hey bros, I just want to say we come to bring the fight tonight ! We no drink tonight, yet, but my brother is sick . That's okay though he still fighting warrior and he come to fight you two tonight with me ! He record statement with me before he get sick so listen.
(Fin tilts his head up at the PhoenixTron as the brothers await Twin's video statement.)
(After the video concludes, Owen and Finn look irritated. They look even more irritated once a sick Twin-Nisher makes his way out onto the stage, giving a lethargic crotch chop. Owen and Finn wave for the brothers to bring it on, and they respond by Fin racing to the ring, with his brother laggardly following behind.)
ALPINE: Owen and Finn are fired up over those fighting words from Twin!
RODZ: Sometimes you gotta diss a country to get results.
The McConnaigh Brothers vs. The Fin and Twin Connection (The Fin-Nisher and The Twin-Nisher)
(Fin races into the ring and crotch chops the brothers repeatedly, with the McConnaigh Brothers looking to each other with a head shake, then back at the Finnish legend. Twin slops his body under the bottom rope, not looking in any shape to wrestle. He lets out a loud sneeze, then begs his brother to start the match for their team. Fin questions him, leading Twin to scream "I WANNA FIGHT!!" Fin simply raises his hands up like whatever and lets his bigger brother do his thing. Owen starts it out for his team as Finn exits onto the apron. With everyone in the ring ready, Malik Demitrious rings for the bell.)
DING DING DING!
(Owen comes out of the gate with a running big boot, sending the Twin-Nisher doing a 360 before face planting on the mat! "OHHHH!!!"s from the crowd as Owen picks up the limp Twin and throws him for an irish whip. He then returns with a quick irish whip lariat, once again 360'ing poor Twin! Even though he's in a world of pain, Twin scampers to the bottom rope and blows chunks from the nausea of being violently flipped and slammed twice. "EWWWWWS" from the audience, and even the McConnaigh Brothers cringe from the disgusting display. Like a gentleman Owen allows Twin to finish churning his guts before leg dragging him back to the center of the ring. It's there he picks up Twin by the back of his pants one handed, and drags him over to his corner. Owen tags in Finn to the crowd's cheers, and this gets Fin screaming for Twin to make his way to their team's corner. Finn and Owen execute a running double spinebuster in the center of the ring, sending the ring shaking to the "OHHHH!!!"s of the audience. Twin arches his back in pain as the bigger brother Finn takes over on him by yanking him up by his wet hair. He then scoops him up for a powerbomb, preparing to plant him on the mat. Unfortunately for him, Twin let's out a big no hands sneeze, blinding Finn and causing him to drop Twin! The crowd gets a "TWIN TWIN TWIN!!" chant going to rally him for the hot tag.)
ALPINE: Twin with a disgusting, yet golden opportunity!
RODZ: I say they should just leave the barf ringside all night. Slip and slide matches would be fun to watch.
(Twin crawls on his hands and knees, sneezing all the way as Finn tries to wipe the spittle from his eyes. Even though he can only partially see, Finn goes after his target, aiming for the blurry legs in front of him. Just as it seems as if Twin is going to get caught, Twin's shaky, outstretched arm reaches Fin, and a hot tag is made! Fin catches Finn off guard with a springboard Finnish Hammer, knocking the big man to the ropes! Fin then races at Finn, who seems prepared to back body drop him over the ropes. Fin stops on a dime, kicks Finn in the face, then leaps up and drops him to the mat with a DDT!! The crowd, and Fin are on fire as he jumps up in the air and crotch chops repeatedly. Finn tries to go to his corner but Fin catches him with a reverse bronco buster, crashing his head into the mat with his crotch!! Fin then crotch chops Owen, leading him to give Fin a 'I'm gonna kill you' smirk. Fin keeps up the heat with a running leg drop on Finn, then a big leaping leg drop! Cheers from the audience as Fin goes to the top rope, looking for a high impact maneuver. He leaps off the top rope for a leg drop, only for Finn to sit up, allowing Fin to ass smash on the canvas!! "OHHHHS" as Finn pushes to his feet and scouts Fin. As soon as Fin is up Finn crashes into him with a big shoulderblock that sends Fin reeling and smashing into the turnbuckle pads with force!!)
ALPINE: Now THAT is a shoulder block! Shame though, Fin was doing real good there for a short moment.
RODZ: These guys live on sustained bursts of success, otherwise they'd drown in failure.
(Fin almost flips out of the ring from the impact, clearly dazed. Finn doesn't help out that case as he crashes into Fin with a big running shoulderblock causing Fin to nearly cough out his lungs!! "OHHHH!!"s as Twin bravely holds out his hand for a tag, while blowing a thick wad of snot into kleenex with the other. He throws the wadded ball onto the mat with several others, causing one of the balls to roll in the ring. Finn irish whips Fin out of the corner and towards the ropes, looking to catch and slam. Somehow Fin ducks the catch, springboards off the second rope, and catches Finn with a back elbow!! Finn is stunned as Fin balls a fist to the air and runs for the ropes. However he doesn't realize there's a ball of kleenex on the mat and he slips on it, eating it hard on the back of his neck!! "OHHHH!!!"s from the audience as Finn quickly capitalizes by pulling up Fin and dragging him over to Owen. The two make a tag, and Owen sets up Fin for a russian leg sweep. Finn screams and hits the ropes, returning with the Cycle of Kings!! "OHHHHH!!"s from the crowd as Owen goes for the pin!)
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WINNER: The McConnaigh Brothers via PINFALL @ 6 minutes, 11 seconds.
ALPINE: Fin was hanging in there until he slipped on that ball of kleenex. Tough luck there Finny.
RODZ: C'mon, these two were bound to lose. I guess all we can really take out of this is after ten years, Fin is slightly becoming a better wrestler.
ALPINE: With that the McConnaigh Brothers gain some momentum heading into the tag team gauntlet at Redemption 117. Other teams, take note.
('Invoking The Woodland Spirit' by Elvenking plays as the brothers give a quick hug in the ring, proud of their first legitimate win here in Phoenix. Fin picks himself up from the mat, holding his head but also holding out a hand to the brothers for a handshake. A hacking and sneezing Twin takes his side as well, offering to shake their hands. The brothers look to each other, sigh, and take turns shaking Fin's hand. They politely refuse Twin's offer though, instead giving him a pat on the shoulder. From the friendly camaraderie in the ring we go backstage. Asger and Azazel can be seen walking the hallway, Jade not too far behind them with a little extra pep in her step as she skips around like an excited little school girl. Asger leans in and whispers something to Azazel, to which he only shakes his head.)
Jade: This is so amazing guys. I mean, Mason is happy; he is so proud of me. I'm gonna go out there and take what is rightfully mine. I knew from the moment that I got here, that I was destined to do great things and that I was better than most of the wrestlers here. Now I get the chance to prove it and a chance at a shot at the Rising Phoenix Championship.
(Jade continues to skip ahead of them and then stops and turns to face them as they reach the entrance area to head to the stage.)
Jade: You guys should totally be contenders too. You guys need to go out there and completely destroy The Collective. You should go out there and show you can do what you did to Fin and Twin to anyone in this place. If you guys go do that; if you get yourself a contendership match or a title shot, Mason will be extremely happy.
(Jade begins to jump a little, clapping her hands as she squeals a little bit.)
Jade: Like, oh my god; could you imagine that. Could you imagine me being the Rising Phoenix Champion and you guys being the Duos Champion. We would practically run this place. All we would need is for Mason to destroy that ridiculous Cassius Reed and then we would reign supreme over this place. I can't wait.
(Azazel just smirks as he shakes his head and steps forward, patting her on the shoulder. Jade turns around to face them.)
Jade: In time you will dismantle these buffoons. For now though I must 'play the game' and do this silly interview. Now is our time, we run this bitch.
(Jade begins to do her best cheerleader impersonation as she continues to jump and clap her hands before disappearing behind a door marked 'INTERVIEW IN PROGRESS'. Once the door slams, the two give each other a look before heading off camera. We go inside the interview room where Kelli is bouncing up and down a bit to hype herself up, staring at Jade who stands there staring blank not moving a muscle, like a lion stalking its prey. Backstage interviewer Kiko Hirayama stands between the two hoping for a civil interview.)
Kiko: Well, ladies I’m sure kelli and the rest of the world would like to know why you got yourself involved in Kelli’s match last week.
(Jade looks at Kiko for a second and smirks before starring at Kelli again.)
Jade: It’s really simple, I will make waves in Phoenix Wrestling and will do so by any means necessary. You think I’m just going to sit in the back and watch others like Kelli get ahead of me? No one gets a head sitting back and watching from the sidelines, you do it by making a name by any means.
(Jade smirks at Kelli again while now cracking her knuckles. Kelli stops bouncing and finally takes her eyes off of Jade to look at Kiko for a second. Kelli smiles then focuses on Jade keeping her smile in tact.)
Kelli: Poor excuses, you get opportunities when you earn them. Something I managed to do in my short time being here.
(Jade has a look of not being impressed with what Jade has done since joining Phoenix.)
Jade: You’ve done not much to impress me, in fact I’m going to eliminate you first just to send a message.
(Kelli gets a shocked look in her face before responding to Jade.)
Kelli: I guess beating you one on one a few weeks ago was not impressive to you. You must not be an impressive wrestler then.
(Suddenly the door swings open, with a jovial scream not too long after.)
VOICE: GRAB EM BY THE PUSSY AND SAY HEEEELLLOOOOOOOOO!!!
(The three turn around seeing who it was who just made yelled out this audacious remark out loud without a care in the world. By the looks of Kelli Torres and Jade’s faces it was definitely someone they did not like very much. Stepping into the frame revealed that person to be none other than their opponent in their upcoming triple threat match, Lance Winters! The crowd watching in the stands could be heard booing once Lance and his devilish grin appears on the Phoenixtron.)
LANCE WINTERS: Well hello ladddiieessss. DIDN’T SEE YA THERE.
(He says with a wink.)
LANCE WINTERS: Now, now kitty cats, NO NEED TO BE so flustered! I’m not gonna DO ANYTHING to ya’s right now. I MADE a promise to old man Slaine and agreed NOT to put my hands on you girls UNTIL AFTER the bell rang.
(Playfully placing his hand over his chest.)
LANCE WINTERS: But the GOOD LORD knows I wouldn’t mind GETTING ME A HANDFUL of TnA right here and NOW! Right before I make those pretty FACES not SO PWWEETTTYY of course. Tehehe.
(Even though Lance was giggling neither Kelli nor Jade were a bit amused.)
LANCE WINTERS: ALL JOKES ASIDE, my dearies. I sure hope you girls know JUST WHAT you’re getting yourselves into. Well...Kelli you had a bit of a preview of WHAT I’M CAPABLE of and Jade? Well Jade you just had to stick your nose up the pooper without permission didn’t ya? I can’t exactly APOLOGIZE for what brown hell is gonna come out because OF YOUR persistent ass wanting THIS CONTENDERSHIP so darn bad.
(Lance looks to Kelli and smirks.)
LANCE WINTERS: Hell by the looks of it I ain’t the only one who wants to SIT YOU DOWN and tell ya fine self to BE HUMBLE.
(Lance looks at both women now for a moment studying them.)
LANCE WINTERS: I don’t have to tell you both that you had better be fighting with every inch of heart and every ounce of strength you can muster to walk out of here tonight with that title shot. I KNOW I WILL BE. Win or lose ladies, I’ma make sure TO MAKE YOU BITCHES bleed whether it be that time of the MONTH OR NOT. There’s only gonna be one of us to move on to take on Ana or Chris ladies. Do you both have it in you to REALLY DO WHAT IT actually takes to put me and either of you away to do so? One helluva question you gotta ask yourself, ain’t it? I already know my answer to it. My answer is...I DON’T GIVE FUCK.
(He chuckles.)
LANCE WINTERS: They’ve always said there nothing more dangerous than a man with nothing to lose...And I don’t have ANYTHING TO LOSE here. But you two? Hmm...TehehehAHAHAHA.
(The RIP President shakes his head waving away his thoughts.)
LANCE WINTERS: Anyways, I’ll see you ladies out there. TOODLES!
(Winters walks out of the room giggling to himself as the scene fades away.)
Triple Threat Elimination Match
Rising Phoenix #1 Contender
Kelli Torres vs. Lance Winters vs. Jade
ALPINE: Lance is such the charmer. Always has a way with the ladies.
RODZ: If he’s on the ball tonight, he will have his way with these ladies. I hope Jade and Kelli are ready for a former world champion like Lance.
ALPINE: While Jade and Kelli don’t have the in-ring experience that Lance does, both are tough, game competitors who aim to prove that they’re worthy of contending for the Rising Phoenix Championship.
RODZ: I ain’t sellin’ the cuties short, I just think Lance has what it takes to contend against Anastasia. Isn’t Kelli undefeated or something?
ALPINE: In singles competition, yes. Jade is no spring chicken either, and is more than willing to prove her worth to the Pulpit.
RODZ: Why would she want to prove her worth to orange juice?
ALPINE: Pulpit, not pulp idiot.
RODZ: Dammit now I want a screwdriver. First commercial break, I’m on it.
(The camera pans around the Doug Mitchell Thunderbird Sports Centre, showing the packed house tonight that can’t wait for some PW action. After a quick scan of the orange and red lit crowd, we shoot over to the ring where Lenne Hardt resides. Wearing a red dress with white trim, she looks to be in the holiday spirit as she plans to announce this evening of pro graps. She beams out to the crowd before joyfully screaming at them.)
HARDT: The following contest is a triiiiiiiiiple threat….elimination match!!
(Pause to allow the fans to cheer.)
HARDT: The winner be crowned the number one contender to the Rising Phoenix Championship!!
(More cheers from the crowd, then we hear the loud thumping bass of ‘Yo Tango El Don’ by La Liga ft. Alika. Out through the curtains bursts Kelli Torres looking energetic and amped up for her match tonight. She throws off a little muay thai combo at the top of the ramp before making her descent.)
HARDT: Making her way to the ring….weighing in at 125 pounds….the blue chipper….KELLLLLLIIIIII TORRRRRRRRRREEESSSSSSSS!!!
(She raises a fist to her name being called, then gives the ringside fans some love.)
ALPINE: Kelli Torres has been nothing short of impressive since arriving in Phoenix Wrestling. For only being 21, the sky is the limit for this young star.
RODZ: She’s a tough girl, I’ll admit that, but she’s facing two certified maniacs in that ring tonight. One is brainwashed by a crazy cult leader, the other is more than likely a crazy cult leader.
ALPINE: Last I heard Lance was in a gang, not a cult. And he most certainly is gonna have his hands full with Kelli tonight. She gave him a little taste of what she can offer last Redemption.
(Kelli does a brief prayer at the steps before climbing them and going through the ropes. Referee Malik Demitrious gives her a quick patdown and checks her mouthguard before clearing her to go to her corner. She rolls her wrists muay thai style, pacing lightly as her theme goes quiet. The lights go out and ‘Dance With The Devil’ by Breaking Benjamin plays. Automatic boos from the crowd as red smoke fills the entranceway. Creeping through the smoke is Lance Winters, already pointing at Kelli and jawing away at her as he walks through the curtains. He walks down the ramp with purpose as she smiles wide at Lance, revealing ‘TORRES’ across the mouthguard.)
HARDT: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 205 pounds….he is a former HKW Global Champion...he is LAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNCCCCEEEEEE !!!
ALPINE: If there’s one thing I never see Lance do, it’s shut up. This guy is constantly yapping at someone or some thing.
RODZ: He’s a very important man whose opinions deserve to be heard. You don’t become head of a biker gang by choice. This guy is a natural born leader.
ALPINE: He’s also a natural born jackass. Someone should tell him Kiko isn’t interested.
RODZ: I beg to differ. All asian women love crazy charismatic Americans. Fact.
(Lance removes his cut at ringside, tossing it to a ring girl with a wink and a smile. He then stretches his chest before taking the steps into the ring and swinging through the ropes. Malik gives him a quick patdown before he heads to his corner backstepping, still talking smack to Kelli under a cobalt blue spotlight. Once in his corner he cracks his neck and jaws some more, with his theme song dying down shortly thereafter. The spotlight fades, and ‘Cut The Cord’ by Shinedown plays, eliciting a decent jeering reaction from the crowd. A jade green spotlight shoots down on the curtains, and soon after Jade drifts through with a scowl on her face. She power walks down to the ring, her eyes dead set on the competition ahead.)
HARDT: Making her way to the ring is the final competitor in the match! Weighing in at 115 pounds, she is the protege’ of Mason Daniels…..JJJJJAAAAAAAADDDDDEEEE AKKKKKKKKKKAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNAAAAAAA!!!
RODZ: Not just a protege’. Mason is also banging that hot asian chick.
ALPINE: So he’s having relations with a woman he’s teaching? Isn’t that unprofessional?
RODZ: It’s Mason Daniels, I’d be surprised if it weren’t his asian cousin.
ALPINE: I wonder what she sees in that mohawk sporting loony tune.
RODZ: I’m telling you Alpo, crazy charismatic Americans get asian chicks. Fact.
(Jade ignores the booing humanity on her walk to the ring, then slides in the ring and pops to her feet, showing her speed. Malik gives her a patdown as she snarls at him, making it all the more speedier. With her clear of weapons, she’s released to her corner. From there it’s back and forth eye daggers at a chuckling Lance and a sadistically grinning Kelli. Jade’s theme silences, the lights go back on, and Malik steps forward to the center of the ring.)
DING DING DING!!!
(With the bell ring the competitors emerge from their corners ready for a fight. Kelli nervously looking back and forth at Jade and Lance as Jade does the same. Lance steps to the center, mocking both of the women loudly. He can be heard on the hard cam side saying “I’M 205 POUNDS!! I’M ALMOST 100 POUNDS BIGGER THAN BOTH OF YOU!! THIS IS A MISMATCH!!” Not liking his choice of words, Jade runs at Lance only for him to drop to his belly and roll out of the ring to boos. Fans at ringside shout at him as he screams “FIGHT IT OUT!! I’LL PICK UP THE SCRAPS!!” Just as Jade is about to go to the outside, Kelli pulls her around into a flying armbar! The crowd stands to their feet as Lance laughs and points at Jade in the center of the ring at the mercy of Kelli. Kelli torques on the arm as Jade wriggles her long legs in the direction of the bottom rope, trying to do all she can to break the hold. With a good thirty seconds of worming she’s able to make her way to the bottom rope and snatch it, leading to Malik hobble running over to Kelli to break the hold. She breaks it immediately and yanks up Jade, only to get some return fire elbows from Jade. She backs up Kelli with three back elbows to the face, but makes a mistake as she goes for a roaring elbow. Jade ducks just in time, lifting her up and over the top rope! Kelli crashes on the outside next to Lance, who proceeds to dust his boots on her face. Instead of going after Kelli, Jade targets Lance from the back as he raises his arms and talks smack to the crowd. Not for long though as Jade crashes into Lance’s back with a suicide dive, driving him over the railing and into the front row!)
ALPINE: Ya wanna sit out a match Lance? Not on Jade’s watch!
RODZ: What you call sitting out I call a man waiting for the competitors to prove their worth to him.
(Jade grabs a full beer cup from one of the hands and punches Lance in the face with it, sending beer flying! Cheers from the audience as she grabs a hold of Lance, then hurricanrana’s him up and over the top of the guardrail! Lance grabs his spine upon landing, to which Jade prepares a kick to the chest. Before she can Kelli springs off the apron and connects with a flying knee that sends Jade clattering into the ring steps!! It’s at this moment Kelli realizes that Malik is up to a ‘6’ count, bringing her to roll in the ring. She moves to the center of the ring, hands on her hips as she waits for her opposition to be possibly counted out. Lance is the first to roll in at ‘8’, followed by a very loopy Jade at a ‘9’ bordering ‘10’. Seeing that Jade is still disorientated from the flying knee, Kelli leaps on Jade and locks her in a Kimura lock with a grapevine! Jade tries to fight the hold the best she can as Kelli torques back the arm. Lance sits up, laughing as he watches Jade scream in agony as her arm snap crackle pops. Before Kelli can do any real damage, Jade goes into desperation mode and starts headbutting Kelli. Three hard shots get Kelli to loosen up the hold, allowing the more experienced wrestler in Jade to roll her over and into mount! From there Jade tries to get in some elbows, but Kelli is far too experienced on the bottom for her and blocks her blows. Having enough of the dead action, a yawning Lance walks up to Jade, full nelson hooks her, then deadlift full nelson suplexes her to the mat with a bridge!!)
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(Kickout! With Jade looking quite out of it, Lance turns his attention to a rolling up to her feet Kelli. He tries to go for a lock up but she wraps around his back, then leaps up for a rear naked choke! She holds on tight as the fans stand, waiting to see if she can get a standing tap out.)
ALPINE: Kelli has the rear naked choke locked in and is riding Lance around the ring! She just might choke him out!
RODZ: Lance is no stranger to women riding him all night long then falling asleep, so this should be nothing new.
(Lance’s face is starting to turn purple as he sways back and forth, trying to get the tightly locked Kelli off his back. Finally it occurs to him to use his strength and back ram her, and he does just that as he runs backward into the pads, smashing her in between! He then walks forward, then rushes back again, crushing her! The two blows loosen her up, and allow the much stronger Lance to adjust her over his shoulder. With her in position, he drops her in the center of the ring with a modified Jokes On You! “OHHHH!!!”’s from the crowd as Lance sits there, catching his breath from almost being choked out. He comes to a weary stand just as a dizzy Jade is pulling herself up from behind. As dizzy as she is, she still has enough in her to land a flying scissors kick to the back of the head, knocking Lance back down! Lance takes the moment to get a breather in as Jade turns her sights to Kelli. To keep her grounded she starts slamming down boots, nailing her with a good six before heading to the nearest turnbuckles. With a hop she lands on the top, then springs backward for a flashbulb inducing Jade Strike on Kelli!! “OHHHH!!!”s from the crowd as Jade goes for the pinfall!!)
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(A close, close kickout! Jade gives Malik a dirty look as he raises his arms up. Jade then yanks up Kelli to her feet and throws her to the corner. It’s there she’s greeted with viscous shoulders to the stomach, followed by a slap in the face that brings on the “OHHHHH!!”s of the crowd. Jade then ascends the top rope and hooks Kelli’s head before giving a thumbs down to the crowd.)
ALPINE: Looks like Jade is preparing for the Jade Spike! If she hits this on Kelli, forget about it!!
RODZ: Jade’s only looking to return the head trauma from earlier!
(Jade swings out of the corner to the cellphone lights of the crowd, only for Kelli to toss her off, then land a precision super kick to the jaw as she lands on her feet!! The crowd bellows “OHHHHH!!” as Kelli quickly drops down and goes for the hook leg cover…)
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HARDT: JADE AKANA HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!
ALPINE: Jade fought off the tenacious submission attempts of Kelli Torres, but in the end fell victim to that deadly super kick of hers.
RODZ: AT A BOY!!
(Kelli doesn’t even have a moment to breathe as the playing possum Lance nips up to his feet and pokes her in the eyes as soon as she faces him. Drowning boos from the crowd as he quickly capitalizes with a boot to the gut, followed by a swift Reaper Driver on Kelli Torres! Malik dives back down for the cover!!)
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HARDT: KELLI TORRES HAS BEEN ELIMINATED….LANCE WINTERS IS THE NEW NUMBER ONE CONTENDER TO THE RISING PHOENIX CHAMPIONSHIP!!
WINNER: Lance Winters via PINFALL @ 8 minutes, 49 seconds.
ALPINE: That son of a bitch laid on the mat the whole time!
RODZ: Well c’mon Alpo, did you really think a 115 pound woman could knock a big man like that out?
ALPINE: Kelli is ten pounds more and has proven she can, why not Jade?
RODZ: ANYWAYS, intelligence and caginess prevails, meaning Lance is next in line for the Rising Phoenix Championship.
(‘Dance With The Devil’ by Breaking Benjamin plays as Lance laughs at his opponents. Malik tries to raise his hand in victory, only for him to yank it away, then use that hand to point and laugh at the women shaking their heads at him. He then turns to the hard camera side and makes a motion of a title around his waist. As he does so he mouths out “ANASTASIA IS MY BITCH”. From Lance’s overloaded bravado we go backstage where Mandi and Chris Andrew are for the first time since they got married. Mandi was getting ready to head out for her match against Mason Daniels. Mandi was ready to go out there, but as she looks over at Chris, she could tell he had something on his mind.)
Mandi: What’s on your mind Chris? I can tell it’s more than just your match.
Chris: Worried about your match babe.
Mandi looks at him, as she shakes her head.
Mandi: Chris I will be fine. You know this.
Chris: I have faith in you to win, but Mason is dangerous guy. He might try to hurt you just to win.
Mandi looks at him, as she smirks.
Mandi: Chris, this is me we are talking about. I have the same attitude you do about it. I am a big girl, I can handle it. I can take care of that maniac, and walk out from it.
She looks at him, as she could see he was still not sure.
Mandi: Look Chris, I’m not going to let someone dimensional old timer stand in my way. I didn’t let someone stop me in my first match, and I’m not going to let Mason in this one. I walked out of the first match ever, and I will again here.
Chris thinks about that, before he nods, as he looks a bit more assured.
Chris: Alright, I believe you. You should get out there. I love you.
Mandi: I love you too Chris. See you after.
She kisses her husband, before she heads out for the ring.
Mason Daniels vs. Mandi Andrew
DING! DING! DIINNGGGG!!!
(As the referee removed himself from the middle of the ring, Mason immediately raised his hands, cheering himself on but nothing came except a massive amount of jeers. Mandi, she got the exact opposite along with her name being spoken. That right there had Mason damn near drawing bubbles from the mouth in rage. Mandi, taking in the moment lacked awareness of a pissed-off, impatient Bull with a spiked mohawk on the other end of the ring. By the time she realized, her body was ‘shot’ hard into the corner, immediately meeting the mat following a Running Shoulder Attack.)
ALPINE: WIDOWMAKER’S COUSIN STRAIGHT OUT THE GATE!!!
RODZ: Woww! Volume overload there, Freddy! But to go on your point, never play around on a bull who’s testicles just got shocked. In other words, never turn your damn back on Mason Daniels.
ALPINE: It never ends well!
(The referee went over to check on Mandi to see if she was okay. Mason followed, offering a hand once Mandi had sat upright. She looked at him and his hand, pondering. Choosing to reach, Mason snatched his hand back, brushing his mohawk, getting yet another round of boos. Mason drives his right foot for Mandi, but is caught. Before he could even try to balance on one leg, Mandi sweeped his left foot off the canvas, watching him hit canvas, head first. Mandi runs to the ropes, bouncing off before leaping in the air and dropping both her knees right into the chest of Mason’s. It even seemed to hurt her from the high jump and landing. She didn’t let that stop her as she went for it again, but she met nothing but canvas the second time. Mason, quickly to his feet grabbed Mandi by her hair. A quick palm strike came from Mandi, halting Mason’s attempt. Firing off repeated backhand chops, one after another until you could see shades of red on his chest. She backed him up with those into the corner but one ‘gutting’ knee strike to the gut ended what little momentum she had. Mason delivers with a European Uppercut that led into a vicious running STO from Daniels. Daniels, with his feet kicked and pushed Mandi under the ropes as she crashed hard to the floor. Mason had gotten a few cheers from his Masoniacs that always were by his side through the rampant boos. He held his arms out along with his tongue, enjoying the moment.)
ALPINE: Mandi really on a Mason Daniels crash course right now. It seemed she had a little steam building.
RODZ: Yeah she did until Mason poured cold water on her. Now he’s the one in control and Mandi might be showing signs of a mild concussion. Uppercut, an STO and taking a nasty spill to the outside floor, she’s in bad position right now.
(Mandi slowly makes her way to her feet as she looks to try and rebound. Catching Mason from behind, she pushed him into the near corner. Going for an Irish-whip to the opposite corner, Mason reversed mid-route, sending Mandi crashing hard into the corner. Mason looked to deliver another hardcore blow like earlier in the match with his shoulder attack. It looked good for him until Mandi ducked at the last second to avoid that hurt, leaving Mason eating a mouthful from the impact in the corner. Mandi went to try and take advantage and got an elbow still, right to the face, backing her off. Mason turned, automatically going for a clothesline. Mandi ducked and caught Mason right on the chin with a stiff superkick. Mason fell on his backside to the canvas, sitting upright. Mandi came for his head with a knee. Mason dropped his head, avoiding contact, leaving Mandi whiffing on her attempt. Mason rolled her up, grabbing her tights to use as leverage.)
ALPINE: What a cheap tactic!
RODZ: Whatever works, right?
1...
2....
3..NOOOOOO!!!!
(Kicking out with enough “umph” to escape Mason’s ‘cheap’ attempt at getting a victory, Mandi was a bit slow to get to her feet, allowing Mason too much time and for him, a run up to the second turnbuckle before leaping off with a beautiful hurricanrana, all in one fluid motion. Crowd responded with a few claps in favor of Mason for the move. Mandi rolled towards the ropes as Mason was the one controlling the pace. Mason whipped Mandi into the ropes, driving her back to the mat in transition with a quick powerslam. Mason screamed out “HALO” before taking to the top of the ropes near Mandi and successfully landing on top with a Frog Splash he called “Halo Drop”. He automatically went for the pin.)
ALPINE: Halo Drop! The height! This could be it for Mandi!
1...
2..
...KICKOOOUUTTT!!!
RODZ: Just barely kicking out there. Wow!
(Mandi, surviving the close, near three-count once more was now giving Mason fits. Mason glared at the ref, ensuing he was counting a tad slow but it was not. Rising to his feet, Mason patiently watched for Mandi to get up. She did, slowly. Waving his fingers for her to come on, just as she pushed off the canvas to stand up, a nice running start from Mason ended with him ‘clocking’ Mandi right upside the head with an Ezui Lariat. She dropped face-first with a sick smile covering Masons’ face. Turning her over onto her back, he grabbed her legs and began applying his signature “Warrior’s Agony”, figure-four leg lock before he dropped to the canvas, putting immense pressure. Mandi screamed in pain as the lock was applied, nearing what almost look like her tapping but her hands never tapped the mat. Mason was laughing while Mandi was damn near in tears. She tried reaching for the ropes but was too far away. She fell into a pinfall attempt as the ref noticed and began the count..)
ALPINE: Mason got her in that Figure-Four hold and Mandi making costly mistakes here.
RODZ: Mason is a dick but he’s a smart dick! Can’t knock him.
1...
2...
KICKOUT!
(Placing her hands up, kicking out the pinfall, she shook her head as she truly had no option except for either be pinned or submit. Mandi fought, she fought the submission, brushing her back across the canvas to inch closer to the ropes, pulling the added 220 pounds of Daniels along. She reached long and hard for the bottom rope and after much of a struggle, she got those ropes, but Mason, held the submission hold on up to the four-count, applying further damage to her limbs. She uses the ropes to assist. Mason grabbed her right leg, yanking it. She kicked him off, but like a rabid pitbull, he didn’t stop until he got busted in the nose. That was in this case, a kick to the gut with the same leg. She really couldn’t put a whole lot of weight on it but completed a dropkick to Mason, gaining a few minutes to recoop. Walking it off, she struggled but stayed on path, following up with a step-up variation to an Enziguri. Mandi, bounced off the ropes, sending her feet to his knees for a taste of his own medicine. He dropped to one knee. Mandi continued as she face-planted Mason with a running bulldog from him on one knee. Fans were chanting “Mandi! Mandi! Mandi!” as Mason rolled under the bottom ropes to the outside.)
ALPINE: Uh-Oh! Mandi has worked her way from what was nearly her ending. Incredible comeback! But Mason knew it and rolled out of danger!
RODZ: Mason Daniels with yet another smart move, truly beating Mandi every time she gets some momentum going.
ALPINE: What the hell is he up to now?
(Ringside cameras caught sight of Mason, hidden as he was on all-fours, pullin something from his trunks before popping it into his mouth. Mason got up and made his way back into the ring as Mandi was ready and waiting. She went to pick him up and .... MIST TO THE FACE! RED MIST TO THE FACE!!!! Mason let off that maniacal laugh to the dismay of the angered fans. Mandi dropped, screaming as the burning pain from the mist blinded her temporarily but gave Mason his opening with what he called “The Javelin”, a beautifully-placed Shining Wizard to the temple with the cover immediately afterwards.)
ALPINE: The Javelin, right to the temple!
RODZ: Do whatever to win. That’s Mason!
1...
2....
3!!!!
WINNER by PINFALL, Mason Daniels! -- 14 minutes and 33 seconds.
(As “This Is War” by Ill Nino played loudly to the dismay of those who feel he shouldn’t be credited with the win, Mason celebrated in a bashful way, laughing at Mandi, who was still dealing with her vision, wanting clarity as all seemed like a blur. She wiped the red stuff from off her face and eyes as she rolled out of the ring onto her feet and slowly up the ramp. Her boyfriend Chris Andrew was right there to console her as his eyes aimed into the ring, staring down on Mason Daniels who continued to laugh.)
ALPINE: You don’t even have to say it, the glare from Chris speaks for itself.
RODZ: Ahhhh sore losers. That’s all!
(The couple made their way to the back as Mason continued on, angering the fans even more before cameras transitioned from ringside to backstage area. The cameras cut to the back near the station set up for hair and makeup, where the unmistakable beauty that is Tiffani Shore has several ‘products’ from her special Tifficorp! beauty line set up. Reluctantly perched on a stool is poor Hirooki Rajin, his expression dolorous to say the least. I mean damn he’d give Eeyore a run for his money.)
TIFFANI: Oh come on, no sourpuss faces! You should be super stoked, you’re the first huma… the first man to get to use this wonderful new product! It smooths away all blotches and discoloration of the skin it’s so tres modern and ultra!
(Still, Hirooki seems reluctant even leaning away as she holds up the actually rather attractively packaged face cream.)
TIFFANI: Somebody will get sprinkles on his ice cream if he says yes...
(Hirooki actually seems to perk up at this and finally nods, and Tiffani claps her hands with a delighted squeal before she opens the jar and slathers a bunch on his face. She gives him a critical eye and adds just a little more before she gives the camera a thumbs up! Of course just as it moves to cut away a glimpse of poor Hirooki’s face is seen in the mirror even though her body blocks him, and his face is swelled up just like an ocean pufferfish! He sees himself and shrieks before Tiffani whirls around and blinks, then turns around fast for the camera.)
TIFFANI: There we have it, no worries nothing to see here!
(The cameras then immediately send the feed to another sponsor’s commercial.)
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