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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Jul 12, 2018 21:09:53 GMT
Redemption 126 Iron King Night 2 July 24th Arena Monterrey Monterrey, Mexico
***DARK MATCH***
Shooter Reed vs. Azazel
(Shooter was first down to the ring with his boys, making sure to agitate the crowd by talking crap about Monterrey. He dodged a few beer cans, got in the ring, then ‘Cut The Cord’ by Shinedown hit. Out walked Azazel to the mixed reaction of the crowd, who gave Azazel cheers simply because they wanted to see this worm Shooter get his comeuppance. Azazel slid into the ring and took his corner. Ozzie and Ray Ray lingered behind his corner, prompting a warning from Azazel. Shooter saw this an opportunity and he ran at Azazel, smashing into his shoulder with a dropkick! Referee Malik Demitrious rang for the bell as Shooter tried to get his kicks and punches in. What it resulted in was Azazel shoving him across the ring. Shooter ran back at Azazel for a springboard crossbody only to get caught, dropped on Azazel’s knee with a backbreaker, hoisted up to a military press, then dropped down from that position for a super backbreaker! “OHHH!!”s from the crowd as Shooter crawled to the outside and gripped his lower back in pain. Ozzie and Ray Ray tried to tend to their friend, but Azazel caught off that gathering real quick with a plancha! The big man took down all three, then picked up Shooter and threw him into the ring. Shooter tried to crawl away, but Azazel grabbed him by the boot. Shooter flipped onto his back and kicked Azazel in the face with his other boot, getting him to back off. Shooter quickly irish whipped Azazel to the ropes only for Azazel to reverse. Shooter hit the ropes with a springboard moonsault but got caught by Azazel, then dropped to the mat with the Hellraiser!! “OHHHH!!”s from the crowd as Azazel folded over his arms and went for the pin. Ozzie and Ray Ray were frankly too scared to even think about interfering.)
WINNER: Azazel via PINFALL @ 4 minutes, 29 seconds.
***ON AIR***
(Somewhere in the back of the Arena the cameras find the pair of Aurora and Masaru Inoue as they have set up a little area for themselves complete with a couple of couches, a table laden with snacks, a giant big screen TV, and it seems like they are watching some horror movies if the stack on the table is any indication. The sounds of chainsaws, running feet and screaming are heard as the pair kick back and talk a bit.)
MASARU INOUE: This is wonderful, it’s almost like we’re on a real vacation!
(Aurora laughs, pushing the popcorn bowl closer to Masaru.)
AURORA: A vacation… well, it’s true I was hoping you’d get more of a fight from Fenix, honestly. But if nothing else it serves to illustrate your skills and how you will cut through this competition. If they’ve paid attention they’re going to have at least seen your past runs in the Iron King and realize you’re better than ever.
(She nods and then the pair are quiet for a moment, attention absorbed by a particularly bloody fight on the screen before she turns back to him.)
AURORA: Frankly this pit stop tonight, learn what you can from it. I’ve got Kelli Torres, and in the mood I’m in she’ll be lucky if I don’t use her as an example.
MASARU INOUE: She’s reaching for the stars, but Rori she’s overreaching now and that equals out to nothing good. These stars aren’t made of hydrogen. No, they are made of fire. Fiery stars. She’s no Scientist, she failed in that, I believe.
(Aurora laughs again, shaking her head as she grabs her drink and takes a sip.)
AURORA: Kelli’s problem is that she thinks she’s the Final Girl, but in this movie we’ve flipped the script and the killers win in the end.
MASARU INOUE: All while eyes are on Chris and Mandi. But it’s not time, not yet. We need more, our goals are on the path ahead. But they won’t matter when it’s time. We’ll know, they’ll find out.
(More screaming and really horrific noises come from the television as Olly swoops in and around the pair, lighting near Masaru to take some small unidentifiable snack and tearing it to shreds as the cameras cut to the ringside area.)
ALPINE: Welcome to Night 2 of the Iron King Tournament! We're here again in Arena Monterrey to bring you the finest grappling from around the world!
RODZ: He ain't kidding. Just in this bracket alone we have representatives from USA, Canada, Germany, Finland, Ireland, Poland, and Russia.
ALPINE: Now that's diversity. If you didn't catch Night 1 I strongly suggest you head over to Evolve network and check it out. Truly some of the best striking matches I've ever called in my career Johnny.
RODZ: That was an exciting night full of knockouts, not one decision. Must watch TV.
ALPINE: As tonight is looking to be as well. We start things off with PW's newest signing, Jackson Felix Coltrane, making his PW television debut against the one, the only Tyberius King!
RODZ: Talk about throwing the poor kid to the wolf. Geez.
GRAPPLING ONLY BRACKET B
Jackson Felix Coltrane vs. Tyberius King
(Making his way down to the ring first to ‘Last Pale Light In The West’ by Ben Nichols was JFC, who was completely unknown to the Mexican crowd. There were a few cheers here and there as he waved his hands for appreciation, but that was about it. Hey, at least he has his own tron video now. JFC slapped the two child hands held out and made his way into the ring and to his corner. He bounced his back off the ropes, taking a deep breath as the lights dimmed. Cheers were already rampant through the crowd as ‘Over and Over’ by Pallbearer hit. Out through the curtains stepped Tyberius King under the spotlight of two snake eyes. He was completely calm and focused on his opponent as he made his way to the ring, ignoring the positive reaction from the crowd. He entered the ring and did some brief stretching as he waited for Oz to ring the bell. The bell sounded and Tyberius walked three feet out of his corner, and stood in a grappling stance. JFC was a little confused as he went to meet him for a tie up in the center of the ring, but Tyberius just stood there with his hands held out, yet refusing to step forward. JFC looked to the crowd, shrugged his shoulders, then locked up with Tyberius only to instantly be flipped up and over with a japanese arm drag! JFC’s back crashed into the pads to the “OHHH!!”s of the crowd.
JFC popped back up though, not deterred by his skill and rushed right into a judo throw that sent JFC clear across the ring! JFC shook his head and got back up, refusing to let the nagging pain in the spine get to him. He rushed forward for a tie up, then caught King off guard by rotating to the back for a counter. JFC quickly threw back for a snap german suplex but King was ready to deadweight himself and kick in mid air, then roll forward and under, catching JFC with a kneebar that dropped him to the mat! Oz checked with JFC, screaming as King tore his tendons to shreds. Luckily he was within rope grabbing distance and landed his hand on the bottom rope. King quickly released and stepped back, allowing JFC to make it to his feet. JFC had a noticeable limp upon standing and you could practically see King salivating. JFC was much more cautious this time around as he watched King just stand there, waiting for JFC to approach him and make a mistake. JFC shook his head and said “OHHHH NO. YOU ATTACK ME!!” King smirked at him and casually walked over with his hands down. He then stood right in front of JFC’s face, put both hands behind his back, and said “do something.” JFC was confused and looked out to the crowd for guidance. They simply cheered, giving him no choice but to engage. He hooked King in a headlock. King immediately lifted up JFC for a northern lights suplex, but to King’s surprise JFC kicked his legs, landed back on the ground, and took King to the mat with a snap suplex!
King got to his feet bearing a look of bewilderment at this rookie wrestler countering his counter. It kind of irked him so he decided to engage JFC with a planting, rough tie up that forced him to the nearest corner. King pressed a forearm on his face, releasing once Oz came over. He then hooked JFC in a belly to belly lock, then threw for a judo throw only for JFC to leg block! JFC then grabbed him by his head and cracked his face into the turnbuckle pad with a flatliner! “OHHH!!”s from the crowd as King dropped to his knees, but immediately locked in close and judo tripped JFC to the mat. After that King stopped playing and got serious. He rotated from front mount to a front kneebar attempt with a body lock. Within seconds he was torquing up on the knee in an awkward position, making JFC scream bloody murder! He tapped violently and Oz called for the bell. King was quick to release, leaving JFC on the ground holding his sore knee.)
WINNER: Tyberius King via SUBMISSION @ 8 minutes, 12 seconds.
ALPINE: Once Tyberius got serious, it was all downhill for him. JFC has been quick to admit in interviews that the ground game isn’t his strong suit, and Tyberius made him pay for it.
RODZ: JFC lasted a lot longer than I, or most of the world thought he could. Props for that.
ALPINE: For a green as heck rookie like him to give a legend like Tyberius a fight is something to admire, no question.
RODZ: With a background in Judo, Sambo, and BJJ, King is likely to fuck some people up.
(In the ‘colorful’ locker room of the three men who are apart of “The Collective”. Geno, Tony and Frankie. All of them were in for a fight for Night 1 but the pacing of one Frankie Starlight who is the All-Pro Slickster was not ready to duel tonight against one, Frisky D. He paced back and forth in front of the two as he was obviously thinking for ways.)
STARLIGHT: Nah, I can’t go tonight. I’m going to Slaine and ask nicely to opt out of this match ‘gainst Frisky!
(Tony shook his head as he stood up and stopped Frankie in his footsteps as he patted him on the shoulders, calming him.)
TIRA: Look, we all have to fuckin brawl tonight. We believe in you to take Frisky out. No one would truly see it comin. Let the haters hate consume you and go out there and fling it. Slaine’s not budging. I got ‘good-for-nothin’ Jason Jackson. Geno over there got Chevy. We all in for a well-deserved drinks tonight.
STARLIGHT: What if I aint in no condition?
TIRA: You’re Frankie fuckin’ Starlight. The Brightest and toughest tool in the shed. Frisky D is good but she’s takin you lightly, kid. Show her how we do. All of have to do that...injured. Injury does not stop us. You know what to do!
(Frankie nodded.)
STARLIGHT: Yeah you’re absolutely right!
TIRA: That’s what I’m talkin about, Frankie! Plus who knows, Frisky might’ve even loss more blood than you. You got more than a chance. You gotta suck it up and deal with it. Winner’s win. We win...at any cost!
(Again Frankie nods, feeling the inspirational message given from Tony. He stands up and shakes his brother’s hand as he makes his way out of the room, ready to go for it with confidence.)
Frisky D. vs. Frankie Starlight
(First out to the ring was Frankie doing much like he did the previous night. He gave Arena Monterrey an encore as he delivered ‘Nice Work If You Can Get It’ in Spanish. They sung along with the words, giving the usual asshole heel Frankie some love from the crowd. He entered the ring and went to the center of the ring, continuing to perform to the singing crowd. Suddenly his theme cuts with a record skip, and ‘Razor Blades and Steak Knives’ by Jarren Benton played. There was a good amount of boos for ruining Frankie’s song, but there was also some cheers as Frisky is even over in Mexico. The WCS International Champion made her way to ringside bobbing her head to the beat under a hoodie. She slapped a few hands and slid into the ring, coming face to face with a pissed off Frankie Starlight. He snarled at Frisky, then screamed in the mic “THANKS FOR FUCKIN’ UP MY SONG!!” Frisky replied with a smile and a two palming blows to the ears, knocking Frankie to the mat! Being the shots were delivered before the bell, Oz let it slide as he rang for it. Frisky looked to probably ground grapple but Frankie wasn’t having it as he shot upkicks at Frisky. Oz warned Frankie about the kicks to which Frisky finally said screw it and gave Frankie space. Frankie rolled up to his feet and the two began to circle.
Frankie wiggled his fingers for a lock up, then connected with Frisky. She went for a drop down armbar but Frankie leg hooked hers and fell to the mat with her. While on the mat Frankie tried to lock his legs against her waist but Frisky was far too active and agile, easily getting butterfly guard on Frankie. She then drifted her guard high up on his torso and hooked for an armbar! The crowd popped as Frisky locked in a solid triangle armbar on Frankie! Frankie screamed as Oz checked on him, checking to make sure if he could still compete in this contest. He screamed “YES!!” over and over as Frisky arched her back and grit her teeth. The most cerebral of the Collective found a way out then he stacked up, propped his legs, then hopped forward into a bridging pin combination! Frisky shoulder shrugged her way out at two. Frankie quickly scampered to a corner and held his left arm, cursing to himself at a possible break. Frisky stood to her feet and marched her way toward Frankie. Right away he grabbed the top rope, slinked to his feet, then leapt up landing his ankles on Frisky’s shoulders. He then spun out with a pendulum headscissors, sending Frisky to the mat! She was right back up though as she ran at Frankie and hit him with a snap hurricanrana! And another! Frankie was frustrated so he slid to the outside to catch his breath. Bad idea as Frisky scouted him from behind, then hit a running springboard blockbuster of Frankie, smacking him face first into the outer mat! “HOLY SHIT!!” from the fans, which caused Frisky to bow.
Shortly after she picked up Frankie and threw him in the ring by the six count. She then stood him up and went for a flying armbar, only for Frankie to roll out of the move and snake his arm out in time! Frisky lunged at him for a lock up and Frankie quickly took her back and hooked her arms. He then sprung off the ropes and flipped forward for a tornado inverted double arm DDT! “OHHHH!!”s from the crowd as Frisky’s head smacked the mat. But to top it off Frankie held onto the arms and sunk in a cattle mutilation. With nowhere to go and in a great deal of pain, Frisky was forced to verbally submit. Immediately after releasing Frankie grabbed his left arm and looked to be on the verge of crying.)
WINNER: Frankie Starlight via VERBAL SUBMISSION @ 9 minutes, 25 seconds.
ALPINE: The way Frankie is holding that arm doesn’t look good. I would strongly suggest he get a doc to check that out.
RODZ: Which is kind of fucked because if he’s injured and can’t compete, who takes his spot?
ALPINE: Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that. Frisky was controlling this fight but Frankie caught her out of nowhere with that powerful combo.
RODZ: That was random as hell. I don’t think anyone would see that coming.
Geno 'Forklift' Fortliti vs. Heavy 'Chevy' Blythe (Even though it was completely against doctor’s orders, Frankie went out with his Collective brother Geno to ringside to sing ‘Nice Work If You Can Get It’ in Spanish. He sounded like he was about to cry at any moment. About a third of the way he gave up, said “I’m sorry” and went to the back holding his arm. Geno looked at him walking away, shrugged his shoulders, and continued on his way to the ring. He stepped up and over the ropes and took his corner. Arms folded across chest as he awaited his opposition. ‘3 Shades of Black’ by Hank Williams III hit over the PA to a lukewarm reception as Chevy is unfamiliar down here. He walked down to the ring, eyes set on the mean mugging Geno. He walked up the steps and stepped through the ropes, going toe to toe with Geno right away. Geno was solid, unmoving as he stared at Chevy. Oz separated the two as Chevy’s theme silenced. The bell rang and the two met in the center of the ring, circling each other and feeling each other out. There wasn’t much action for the first thirty seconds, resulting in boos. Chevy put a halt to that by rushing in for a big double leg takedown! Geno tried to stuff the takedown, but his weak leg would not hold up and he collapsed to his back. Chevy then stood up and waved on Geno. Geno nodded and came at Chevy with a takedown of his own. Chevy stuffed it, then picked up Geno. He then flatted Geno with a flapjack, sending his bad knee smacking into the canvas!! “OHHH!!”s from the crowd as Geno grabbed his sore knee.
Chevy now had a target, and he went for it. Chevy snatched for the leg and tried to pull it his way, but Geno was protective enough to reach the bottom rope. He wasn’t one to care about that and he tried to yank Geno off. No such use as Geno has incredible grip strength. He gave up, breathing a little heavy from the effort exerted. Geno took this opportunity to get to his feet and snatch Chevy by the throat. He went for a chokeslam, but Chevy wrapped his leg around Geno’s, blocking it. Chevy then wrapped his arm around Geno’s torso and STO’d the big man!! “OHHH!!”s from the crowd as the ring shook from the impact! Geno then lunged for the leg, hooking it in a single leg crab and sitting down. Within seconds Geno was tapping to the hold.)WINNER: ‘Heavy’ Chevy Blythe via SUBMISSION @ 4 minutes, 58 seconds.
ALPINE: A single leg crab puts away Geno and moves Chevy onto the next round!
RODZ: Whoever cleared Geno for this match is an asshole. He’s clearly working injured. There maybe...MAYBE might be one member of the Collective who isn’t injured right now.
ALPINE: For being inexperienced, Chevy made a hell of a debut in pro wrestling by dispatching of a former title contender! Injury or not, you can’t take away from this monster’s performance.
RODZ: I’m all about hoss’s representing. It’s just that inexperience...we’ll see if that comes into play next round.A scrolling run of text appears on the screen underneath a large graphic of the Yokohama Arena in Japan.
This fades out as graphics of all of the Caged Glory Fight Club's matches are shown,
then clips of all the fighters involved best moments.
After a beat, scrolling information appears for ticket prices
and special venue packages.CGFC 29: Emergence Venue: Yokohama Arena
Location: Yokohama, Japan
Date: July 27, 2018 at 11PM EST - Live On eVolve NetworkPRELIMINARY FIGHTBrittany Stewart vs. Cristian BonnanoFIGHT ONEJordan Parker-Kane vs. Ryan CruzFIGHT TWOCarlos Arroyo vs. Fox LocksleyFIGHT THREE#9 Carrick Price vs. Nevaeh Thompson[Face Off]FIGHT FOURCGFC DRAGON CHAMPIONSHIP
BUSHIDO RULESJoseph Perello vs. #6 Jason Jackson ©MAIN EVENT
CGFC GLORY CHAMPIONSHIP
BUSHIDO RULES#7 Ernest Cauldwell vs. #1 Niko Holst ©
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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Jul 12, 2018 21:14:15 GMT
GENO: Goddamnit! Oww!!!
(The sounds of pain, specifically to the ankles, the left ankle even more as he was holding and trying to soothe. A disgruntled expression on his face as the medics came but he pushed them away, afraid they would make things worse.)
GENO: I’m fine...it’s just soar!
TIRA: Let them look at it at least, Geno. You worried us out there.
(His resistance lowered as the medics came in and began to do their job, checking on the ankle, which to the touch caused the giant to make a painful expression. The expression on Tony’s face was displeasure. He was pissed more than anything else from the looks as he watched them work on Geno’s ankle.)
TIRA: That fucker will pay big. I swear to you on that, Geno! Let these folks work, they got you in good hands.
(Tony left the side of Geno as he went off for who knows what but he left in a pissed-off manner and that only resulted in something bad happening soon.)
Rex Evans vs. Carrick Price
(The crowd were hot in anticipation for the following contest. As soon as the classic theme of ‘Renegade’ Hed (pe) played, only a few hardcores caught on with cheers, most not knowing the tune. But as soon as ‘Rex Evans’ flashed on the PhoenixTron, the place turned it up a notch. Rex came out a good ovation from the Mexican crowd, smirking to the adoration at the top of the ramp before walking down to ringside. He knuckled butted a few fans then raced up the steps and into the ring. He immediately went to his corner and faced it, delivering several shots into the turnbuckle. He then rested his hands against the ropes, lowering his head and showing off his massive back carved from granite as his theme silenced. It was replaced with ‘Whereabouts Unknown’ by Rise Against, which got some immediate cheers from the MMA friendly crowd. The international star came out through the curtain with a cocky smirk on his face and two hands holding up the Irish flag behind him. The fans didn’t seem to mind, given Carrick’s talent level and he proudly walked into the ring holding the flag. Rex didn’t pay him any attention, that is until his theme silenced. Then Rex spun around, eyes locked on Carrick. Carrick narrowed his eyes but kept that grin as the bell rang.
The two started off with a hectic pace from the get go, along with a broken English chant of “LETS GO CARRICK LETS GO REX”. Rex charged for a lock up and Carrick immediately pulled him into guard, trying to go for an armbar submission off the bat. Rex wasn’t about that and hooked his hand, then slung the 175 pound Carrick up and over his head with a deadlift suplex counter! Carrick scrambled out behind Rex and instantly went for a reverse ankle pick. He took him down and instantly transitioned to the ankle lock. Ever the veteran though Rex was quick to snatch the nearby second rope as soon as he dropped to his knees. Oz warned Carrick to release, who did at three as he wasn’t too keen on this ‘ropebreaking’ nonsense. He broke the hold but shook his head in disappointment. He then dragged Rex away from the ropes, then went to hook him for an armbar. As soon as he reached in Rex hooked him for a roll up, rolling him over for the pin! Carrick wildly kicked out at one with a total WTF look on his face. Rex took advantage of his surprise and locked in the Green Light on Carrick in the center of the ring!
Everyone was on their feet to see if the promising MMA star would tap to the grizzled veteran. As strong as Rex is, Carrick refused to give in to the brutal front guillotine choke as Rex torqued all his weight on it. Oz lingered by, asking if Carrick wanted to quit. He just couldn’t bring himself to tap. Somehow he was able to get out of Rex’s leg grapevine and move to side control, alleviating much of the pressure. With a good yank he was able to pull his head out, and immediately moved into full mount. From there he took a ten second breather as the air was nearly choked out of him. Rex tried to buck the smaller Carrick but he hooked on tight with a body lock and would not release. Once Rex settled down Carrick hooked him for a head and arms lock, then scooted back into side control. Rex was able to scoot his body away from the center of the ring, but still got caught in that really deep arm triangle. Carrick was tired, and that affected how much pressure he could put on. Still, Rex was on the verge of submission. Luckily for him the ropes were just in reach, and he tagged his leg on the bottom. Oz tapped on Carrick to release, and immediately Carrick shot to his feet and celebrated, thinking he had won the fight. Oz said no, he broke the hold. Carrick screamed “ARE YA SHITTIN’ ME!?!” To which Oz shook his head. Rex was just coming to his feet as Carrick ran across the ring and leapt in the air, landing a flying guillotine choke! The crowd were on their feet for Carrick’s tenacious choke as he bared his whole weight down on Rex’s neck. Rex looked ready to fall, but then all of a sudden roared and picked up Carrick for what looked like a high spinebuster. He then ran with him and smashed his back into the pads! Carrick wouldn’t release so Rex picked him up again, then ran rammed him into the opposite pads! He still wouldn’t release, so Rex brought his back to the ropes, hunched down, and northern lights suplexed Carrick up and over the top rope! Carrick struggled to hold on but lost his hold and dangled out, allow Rex to fall to his knees and gasp for air. Carrick took a breath outside himself, winded from this taxing affair. He slid in by the five count from Oz, but by that time the bell had rung.)
RODZ: Did we just go to a decision?
ALPINE: I think we did. We had three judges backstage if this were to happen. Let’s get a camera to them.
(We cut backstage to see the legends panel of ‘TNT’ Nick Stevenson, Scott Rage, and Latrisha. The Hall of Famers compare notes before Nick picks up the phone nearby and makes the call. Lenne Hardt makes her way to the ring as she receives the information on the earpiece. Carrick and Rex give a quick sportsmanlike hug before Oz brings them to the center of the ring.)
HARDT: The following judges have scored the bout and have reached a decision. Judge Stevenson scored the bout 28-29, Carrick!
(Cheers for Carrick as he confidently nods his head.)
HARDT: Judge Rage scored the bout 28-29, Rex!
(Rex gets a big pop as he holds his free hand in a triumphant fist.)
HARDT: And judge Latrisha has scored the bout 28-29, for the winner by split decision….CAAAAAAARRRRRIIIICCCCKKKKKK PPPRRRRRIIIIICCCCCEEEEE!!!
(Carrick nods his head with a big smile and grabs his irish flag as Rex drops his head.)
WINNER: Carrick Price via SPLIT DECISION @ 15 minutes.
ALPINE: Carrick takes home what many would consider the most ‘earned’ victory so far. Rex really, and I mean really made him work hard to get that win.
RODZ: I personally thought Rex won it, and so do a lot of these fans. For coming back from a two year hiatus, this dude still has it.
ALPINE: That he does, and in spades. I really hope Slaine reaches out to Rex for a contract, the guy is money.
RODZ: I hope so too. Carrick, mighty impressive young man.
The Fin-Nisher vs. Ernest Cauldwell
(‘You’re The Best’ by Joe Esposito played over the PA getting a good pop from the crowd. Fin came out with his brother in tow, who was coaching him hardcore on the way to the ring. Fin looked incredibly nervous, pale white even as he approached the ring. He tried to feed off the crowd energy but it was no use, Ernest had him spooked. He made his way into the ring and took his corner, keeping his head down as his theme was switched out with ‘Long Pig Chef and The Headless Goat’ by Cattle Decapitation. The crowd wasn’t too receptive to Ernest’s grindcore theme, but respected his skill as he raised his hand out to the crowd under a black Gracie hoodie. He took off his hoodie on the way to the ring and hopped up the steps. Calmly he entered the ring and took his corner as his theme came to a silence. Ernest lightly stretched as Twin screamed at Fin to calm down! The bell rang and Ernest walked to the center of the ring. Fin didn’t want to, but Twin shouted at him to do so! Fin cautiously made his way toward Ernest who was extending his hand out for a handshake. Never one to turn down hand love, Fin smiled and fell for the bait. Ernest pulled him into guard instantly and hooked one of his arms. From there he used his legs to prop and lock Fin’s arms in a torture rack looking position with his leg. Keep in mind Fin is screaming like a banshee the whole time. Ernest then reached up and hooked around Fin’s head from the position, locking him in the rarely seen Asylum Choke! Fin immediately tapped as wrestling fans were in disbelief of that crazy move.)
WINNER: Ernest Cauldwell via SUBMISSION @ 32 seconds.
ALPINE: Ernest just tapped out Fin with what I’m hearing is called an Asylum Choke? Whatever it is, it looked mighty painful and effective.
RODZ: Ernest is well renowned for being very creative with his submission offense. With a game like his, he’s one to keep an eye on in this tournament.
ALPINE: Fin seemed to have already mentally tapped out beforehand. This is a case of when tape studying goes wrong.
RODZ: Fin is his best when he can just get drunk and take heavy bumps.
Lance Winters (c) vs. Konrad Raab
(A blue haze filled the entrance ramp with a blue lit glow behind it. ‘Cold As Ice’ by MOP played over the PA, getting a few cheers for Konrad Raab who made his way down to ringside with a raised fist. He said a few complimentary things about himself to the camera before walking up the steps and into the ring. He took his corner and rested back against the pads confidently. His music came to an end, and was replaced with ‘Dancing With The Devil’ by Breaking Benjamin. Out through the curtains burst Lance Winters on his motorcycle. He rode down to ringside, removed his shades, looked at Konrad, and chuckled. Raab looked ready to fight as the Rising Phoenix Champion took his time to enter the ring. Once he did Raab hooked him in a headlock, then pulled him in for a DDT! Oz decided to ring for the bell as Konrad went for the Ice Lock on Lance. Not about to tap, Lance immediately grabbed for the bottom rope. Konrad released at the two count, then lunged down on Lance for a side headlock. He grinded it on Lance, pressing his foot on the ropes to keep Lance’s hands away from it. So Lance decided to brute out of it and pick up Konrad from behind, then toss him on his head with a backdrop driver! “OHHH!!”s from the crowd as Konrad grabbed his head and kicked.
Lance kept up the pressure from there as he yanked up Konrad to his feet. He snatched Konrad in a side headlock and wrenched. He rotated his back to Oz, trying to conceal his thumbs to the eye. Four eye pokes in and Oz finally caught on, to which Lance released and raised his hands. He picked up Konrad, but the blinded, yet furious Konrad picked up Lance for a big spinebuster! He hit the mat and went for an Ice Lock the best he could with impaired vision. Before he could roll it over though Lance gave him another eye poke, immediately causing Konrad to release. As Lance stood he was warned by Oz to not do that again or he would disqualify him. Lance nodded and stood to his feet. Konrad was enraged and blindly rushed and the blurry form of Lance Winters. Only for Lance Winters to ole’ him to the ropes, then catch him with a spear on the return! “OHHH!!”s from the crowd as Konrad hit the mat, and a motivated Lance was on him. He picked up Konrad and dropped him for the Reaper Driver! “OHHH!!”s as Lance went for the pin.)
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WINNER: Lance Winters via PINFALL @ 6 minutes, 46 seconds.
ALPINE: Konrad brought his sincere best, but fell to the sinister plans of Lance Winters.
RODZ: And he did it all in ten minutes or less!
ALPINE: An impressive feat considering his opposition. Lance is proving that he’s a champion here for a reason.
RODZ: Hey very well could be a dark horse candidate.
The camera cuts away to the backstage to another match of sorts as Rowyn Starr and Kelli Torres are seen circling each other. The two lock up and a little back and forth of pushing takes place between them. Finally, Rowyn breaks the stalemate by attempting to shoot down and grab Kelli's left leg, but is slow in locking his arms around it to gain leverage. Kelli, reacting to Rowyn's attack, quickly spins around behind him. Rowyn turns to find her, only to realize she's countered his leg grapple into one of her own. Getting the leverage, she pushes forward as Rowyn vainly attempts to scramble out of the hold by backpedaling. The result is a successful takedown by Kelli. The pair stop and Kelli holds our her hand to Rowyn. He takes her hand and half-kips up to his feet.
Kelli: You've got to react faster than that. Richard's a big man, but he's not slow on his feet.
Rowyn nods in agreement at Kelli's observation.
Rowyn: Yes, you're right. I've also got to be quicker offensively as well. But Richard's not as fast as you are and he has more body mass to grab on to.
Kelli: You haven't been back long. It's just going to take a little time for you to regain your form.
Rowyn: With the Iron King tournament happening now, time isn't a luxury I really have. Look, Kelli, thank you for helping me find my form again but you should be focusing on your match with Aurora.
Kelli: You're welcome. And we've got time for one more go-around before I have to get ready for my match. Practice makes perfect, they say.
Rowyn is already in a fighting stance as Kelli finishes speaking. They circle and lock up. Before either of them can go on the offensive, a pair of unwelcome voices fill the air as Asger and Azazel walk in on the sparring session.
Azazel: Well, this is just cute, ain't it?
Asger: Not cute. More like pathetic.
Rowyn and Kelli immediately break and turn to face the Pulpit's strongmen. If the look in Rowyn's eyes could kill, both Asger and Azazel would be pushing up daisies. His voice is filled with barely controlled restraint.
Rowyn: What do you want?
Asger:I've got a joke for you, Azazel. How many Dark Stars does it take to beat Richard Roque?
Azazel: Isn't it obvious, Asger? It takes more of them than you can count in the sky to match the number of two of the Pulpit's flock.
Asger and Azazal exchange smug looks before turning their attention back to Rowyn.
Azazel: I've never seen anyone work so hard at trying to win a squash match, kemosabe. You're so serious about this and that makes what you're doing that much more funny.
Asger: Do yourself a favor, Rowyn and lighten up. We proved that Richard Roque was no challenge to us at Under The Coliseum Lights. We exposed him as a washed-up has-been who will never find any of the talent he might have had in his prime.
Rowyn's hands clench once in response to this, but he takes a deep breath and holds his temper.
Rowyn: I would expect that type of thinking coming from neanderthals like you because you've drunk the Kool-Aid that Mason and Jade have been ladling you for so long that it's turned your brains to mush. If you'd ever stop to think for yourselves instead of letting others do your thinking for you, you'd know that Richard Roque is still a top-level amateur wrestler and one of the best athletes on the roster. Unlike you two, he actually knows how to "wrestle".
The proverbial quote marks in the air are made by Rowyn as he finishes this statement. Asger and Azazel have gone from looking smug to pissed as Rowyn continues, his tone curt with anger.
Rowyn: I guarantee you that if either of you faced Richard Roque in a one-on-one grappling match, he'd kick both of your asses ten times out of ten. Now I suggest the two of you turn around, walk away, and go re-learn the basics of wrestling before I kick your asses for doing what you did to Hirooki Raijin.
At the threat of violence directed at them, Asger and Azazel step toward Rowyn with clenched fists. Rowyn, not backing down, steps up to meet them his face conveying that he's ready and willing to throw down. Kelli, who has remained silent throughout the exchange, steps up next Rowyn with a grim, yet determined look on her own face. Both pairs stand face to face with each other for a few seconds before the Pulpit members begin snickering before turning and walking off. Entering the segment, the loud sounds of clinking and clanking of steel clashing with one another as the camera searches and seeks out one Richard Roque, the inventor of the Roque Total Body Fitness, was getting in his usual routine of working out...1500 pounds worth for about ten-eleven reps. His Spotter made sure he was fine as Richard took a mini break, sitting up on the bench, a smirk on his face.)
ROQUE: Welcome...
(His eyes focused on the camera as he only took them off briefly to grab his barbells that were 45 pounds each as he pressed them up and down as his eyes returned back to the camera.)
ROQUE: Welcome to my house! House that Richard Roque built...out of Steel. This work, this sweat isn’t for nothing. Oh no! See, I workout out daily but these past few days are different. I’m working out harder for a different reason. That reason is Rowyn Starr.
(A subtle nod to the camera as his big pythons, his arms took up nearly the whole screen as the camera was slightly zoomed in.)
ROQUE: Iron King. I’m full of Iron. Rowyn, a great man in this business but he isn’t prepared for what is to come. Life is about to hit him fast and hard like an 18-wheeler. Going against me will be a bad deal.
(The expression on his face after each pump of the barbells led to him dropping them after reaching the count of 10. A break was taken as he then stood up from the bench seat.)
ROQUE: He doesn’t stand a chance in a Grappling match against me. If it was a Submission Match or something of that, maybe I would have a slight fear but this is a Grappling Match and I got one hell of a Grappling Hook that I look forward to placing around his neck and squeezing the air out of you!
ROQUE: This is for advancement to the next round. I want to rock that crown of the Iron King. Rowyn will shed a trail of tears once I take him down for good. I hope he’s ready.
(He gave a thumbs up as if to Rowyn as after a brief session of stretching, he returned to his bench seat where he began pushing up more reps. The cameras zoomed out, getting a full shot of Richard before fading to black moments later.)
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Post by Slaine Rodrick on Jul 12, 2018 21:20:47 GMT
Rowyn Starr vs. Richard Roque
(Just as the crowd began to settle, ‘I Wanna Rock And Roll All Night’ by KISS started playing over the PA. Mexico for some reason loved classic KISS and sang along to the song in broken English. Ricky came out through the curtains pumping his fist obnoxiously. He walked up the ring steps with a water bottle in hand and made his way to the center of the ring. He looked out to the crowd, took a gulp of water, then sprayed it like a mist. He then gently handed the water bottle to Oz Oxford Jr., who set it outside of the ring. Ricky ripped off his tight ‘RTBF’ shirt while roaring. His theme silenced, and was replaced with ‘Haunted’ by Poe. Despite having never competed in Mexico, Rowyn got a nice reaction from the crowd. He came down all smiles, giving high fives to anyone to hold out their hands. He then took the ring steps and swung into the ring. Immediately he walked up to Richard and the two shook hands. From there they took their corners as Rowyn’s theme silenced. The bell rang and the two began to circle. Rowyn wanted to tie up, but seemed cautious of Richard’s strength. Just as he went for a hook Richard dropped down low and took him to the mat with a double leg takedown! Despite being taken down by the 280 pound muscle bound freak, Rowyn popped up to his feet and regained his composure.
Richard remained aggressive on the takedowns and went for another, this one Rowyn using the ropes as a way to block it. Richard pressed forward but Rowyn locked his torso, refusing to release. Richard then decided to show that power as he picked up Rowyn avalanche style, then ran across the ring with a big avalanche slam! The ring shook to the “OHHH!!”s of the crowd. Rowyn immediately went for a guillotine despite his spine being in aching pain. Richard wasn’t having that and he wiggled out and went to pick up Rowyn. Rowyn went for a spin around to the back, then leapt up and landed the Wounded Knees on Richard! “OHHH!!’s from the crowd as Oz looked uncertain if that was a strike or not. He didn’t have much time to debate as Rowyn locked Richard in the Trail of Tears, forcing him to tap! Shortly after he released and the two were quick to hug.)
WINNER: Rowyn Starr via SUBMISSION @ 5 Minutes, 42 seconds.
ALPINE: Richard was looking real good there for a moment before Rowyn caught him with that fight ending combo of his, the Wounded Knees into the Trail of Tears!
RODZ: Do I really gotta see them get all lovey dovey?
ALPINE: They’re good friends. That’s what good friends do after a fight.
RODZ: No, they go get drunk then take turns on each other’s girlfriends.
Anastasia Starling (c) vs. Mandi Andrew (c)
(The fans were hyped for tonight’s co-main event which featured the Rebirth Champion in action. First out to the ring was Mandi Andrew to ‘I am The Fire’ by Halestorm. She came out with her husband in tow who tried to put her in a positive mood over what she endured the previous night. Mandi took a deep breath and made her way to the ring. She stepped through the ropes and went to her corner emotionlessly as Chris tried to talk her out of her funk on the apron. Her theme was replaced with ‘Time (Yelhigh! Remix) by Satellite Empire. The lights dimmed and the entranceway erupted with orange and red flames. Running through those flames, dressed in her usual ringmaster gear. However this time she adored a Phoenix looking lucha mask to the ring, getting even more of an ovation from the lucha loving crowd. She ran down to ringside and slid into the ring, quickly disrobing of her jacket and hat. She then removed the mask to reveal bright yellow contacts which freaked out Mandi. Her theme silenced as she sat her mask on the apron. The bell rang and Anastasia started off to a quick pace with Mandi. She went for a quick armdrag but Mandi immediately locked on a side headlock. Ana looked to be acrobating her way out of it, so Mandi dropped to the mat and cranked on the side headlock even more. Anastasia was in the center of the ring with no ropes to retreat to. After nearly a minute of Mandi grinding that headlock, despite Anastasia’s attempts, the crowd started booing.
Anastasia didn’t like the sound of that and quickly forced herself to her feet, picking up a woman her weight. She then threw Mandi up for a german suplex and she rolled behind and landed on her feet. She then leapt up for a bulldog, crashing Anastasia’s head into the mat! Chris was yelling out “RNC!!” to which Mandi scouted Ana from behind as she stood. She leapt on Ana’s back and went for the hook, only for Anastasia to throw her off then hit her with a running snapmare! She tried to go for a pick up but Mandi twisted her body to the side and picked up Anastasia for a fireman’s carry. Big mistake on her part as Anastasia was easily able to lock in the Merovingian Choke! Mandi toppled to the mat with Anastasia hooking that choke in. Mandi tried to hold on as long as she could, but eventually submitted to Anastasia.)
WINNER: Anastasia Starling via SUBMISSION @ 5 minutes, 54 seconds.
ALPINE: Anastasia gets the win, but not without getting boos for what seems like the first time in a long time.
RODZ: Get it right Alpo, those boos weren’t directed at her, they were directed at the headlock queen Mandi Andrew.
ALPINE: It takes two to tango Johnny. I think the rules put a damper on what could’ve been a barn burner between these two high level high flyers.
RODZ: Gotta play by the rules if ya wanna make history.
(Anastasia, breathing heavily from the efforts of her competition against Mandi Andrew, gestures for a microphone and gives a weary smile as she takes it up.)
ANASTASIA: Now… Rowyn Starr. A name from the past of Phoenix Wrestling, and one I know of. You’re the next one, can’t you see? I shouldn’t have to prove a thing and yet here I am to prove everything. You’ll all see why I’m the Rebirth Champion, and why I’ll stay that way.
(A sharp nod from the Clockwork Songbird and she tosses the microphone back before she exits the ring and heads to the back. We cut backstage where Kelli is seen in front of a PW backdrop. She tightens the tape on her fists, looking down on them before looking up at the camera.)
Kelli: I can’t make excuses. I lost, fair and square to Jade. I hoped that would be the end of it. Then those fools Asger and Azazel had to butt their nose in my business. Seems like the battle never ends around here. No matter...I can’t let distractions ruin what’s ahead of me. A main event in Mexico against one of the best in the business, Aurora. Aurora I wanna say I’m perfectly focused but I’m not. But believe me, I want to be. I want to give my best to you Aurora. I only pray I can honor you with such a performance, as it is an honor to share the ring with you. May the best woman win.
(Kelli then walks off camera as we cut to ringside.)
ALPINE: Kelli is coming off a brutal loss to Jade, one that saw both her and her opponent bathe in each other’s blood. Probably bloodiest match of the night aside from the Roulette Cell.
RODZ: This woman has always had a large set of clip on balls, and it shows by her accepting this match with Aurora right after going to war with Jade.
ALPINE: In less than a year Kelli has proved herself to be one of the toughest here in Phoenix Wrestling. She will have quite the test ahead of her tonight as she faces the last Phoenix World Champion, and former Rebirth Champion Aurora.
RODZ: Both took their lumps at UTCL, so this isn’t going to be an easy match for either of them.
Non-Tournament Main Event Aurora vs. Kelli Torres
(‘Yo Tango El Don’ hit over the PA to a decent reaction from the Mexican crowd. The announcement of her last name over the PA however gained additional cheers, getting more people behind the hispanic fighter. Kelli made her way to the ring mostly business, but did stop to slap a few hands. A heavy bandage laid over her forehead from her battle with Jade two weeks earlier. She climbed the steps and stepped to the center of the ring where she showed off a little combo before her music silenced. ‘Cold’ by Static X took it’s spot, getting a loud mixed reaction for one half of Hell Is Waiting. Aurora made her way out to the ring smirking at the toe bouncing Kelli, then stopping to knuckle butt a few fans dressed in Dias Las Muertos gear. She then made her way into the ring and took her corner, showing off a few bumps and bruises from her war in the Phoenix Roulette cell. Her theme came to an end, and referee Oz Oxford Jr. checked with both women. With both ready, he rang for the bell.)
DING DING DING!!
(Kelli and Aurora both met in the center of the ring squared up. Kelli, who was usually an aggressive starter in her matches was very tentative in the beginning towards Aurora. She floated out a couple leg kicks to keep Aurora at bay, but for the most part would circle, dodge, and try to absorb the least amount of damage as possible. Aurora didn’t give up the chase though and closed her way in on the counter fighter. Just as Aurora went for a front tie up Kelli threw an impromptu kick to the side that caught her off guard. Kelli then leapt in with a muay thai clinch and started firing off some knees. Aurora was still fresh though and was able to block two high knees to the face, shove her off, then crack her with a stinging leg kick to the right inner thigh. Kelli grimaced, showing off her mouthguard as she kept on circling. Kelli threw out a couple jabs to get Aurora to cover up, which Aurora did. This allowed Kelli to sneak in another kick to Aurora’s right side ribs. Aurora wasn’t about to wake up with bruised ribs so she caught the leg, pulled in Kelli for a headlock, then dropped her on the mat with a modified fisherman DDT!! “OHHH!!!”s from the crowd as Kelli rolled out of the ring grasping her neck.)
ALPINE: Aurora finally got her hands on Kelli and dropped her with that funky fisherman DDT!
RODZ: Kelli can try to make this a fight all she wants, Aurora will get her DDT.
(After a five count from Oz Kelli slided in and squared up again with Aurora. Aurora closed the distance quickly with a rushing jab combo followed by a knee to the midsection that Kelli barely blocked. She was able to get Aurora in a muay thai clinch, but Aurora was already looking to wriggle her way out. Kelli then dropped down for a double leg, taking Aurora to the mat! Aurora however was on par with her submission game and locked Kelli in the EVP! Fortunately for her she was close enough to the ropes to snatch the bottom. Aurora promptly released and picked up Kelli for a headlock. Being she was near the corner, Kelli rushed forward and slammed Aurora’s back into the pads. She then worked up to a greco roman clinch, which got Aurora to wiggle her back to the ropes. This didn’t stop Kelli from staying locked on and hammering Aurora’s thigh with some clinch knees. Aurora did a good job covering her head but had little defense for that troublesome lower body knees.)
ALPINE: Kelli has Aurora up against the ropes and is smashing her legs in with that greco roman clinch!
RODZ: Yes fans, this is usually an ugly move in MMA. But we have two beautiful women here, so it’s quite fine and dandy.
(Indeed, the boos were very minimal for Kelli’s attempt to sap Aurora of her energy. Aurora tried to push off and throws Kelli against the ropes but she circled around, pinning her again. This pissed Aurora off so she decided to pull guard, right into another EVP! Aurora however wasn’t able to get the shin all the way across the chin, nevertheless it broke the clinch. Kelli stacked up for a powerbomb then lifted Aurora up in the air! Fans snapped off pictures as Aurora reversed from that position and dumped Kelli on her head with the Reversal Of Fortune! “HOLY SHIT!!” from the crowd as Aurora pointed to the ropes, soaking in more adulation from the lucha loving crowd. She climbed to the top, dropped to a split, then came off the top with a Haunted Revolution! However Kelli got the knees up in time, allowing Aurora’s already sore ribs to crash over her knees! “OHHH!”s from the crowd as Kelli pulled her up to her feet with the ropes and waited in the adjacent corner.)
ALPINE: Kelli looks like she’s prepping for that big superkick of hers!
RODZ: What she should be doing is trying to choke Aurora out!
ALPINE: With a ground game like Aurora’s, she’s deadly even in the tail end of matches. I think Kelli finally learned that.
(Kelli was waving for Aurora to stand from behind and was hungry for her opportunity. As soon Aurora turned around Kelli flew at her with the kick only for Aurora to grab the boot, spin around Kelli, then take her to the mat with a bicycle kick! “OHHH!!”s from the crowd as the determined Kelli sprung up to her feet, right into a dragon whip kick!! More “OHHH!!”s as Kelli stumbled to her feet, refusing to stay down. Aurora went for another bicycle kick but Kelli caught the boot, then pushed her around and took her back for the rear naked choke! Not wanting to lose consciousness, Aurora hammered her with elbows to the midsection, a mule kick to the gut once she released, then a moonsault off the closest ropes into a Ghostly Kiss DDT!!” “OHHH!!”s were ringing again as Aurora immediately went for the pinfall.)
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WINNER: Aurora via PINFALL @ 12 minutes, 58 seconds.
ALPINE: Kelli gave Aurora a fight, but Aurora had just enough veteran experience to capitalize with that Ghostly Kiss DDT.
RODZ: Aurora is a very tricky competitor to take on. You can’t get too close because of her great grappling game. You can’t outstrike her because she’s fairly competent in that area too. You’re forced to pick your shots and try to catch her off guard, but even then that’s not easy.
ALPINE: Let’s not look past Kelli’s performance. She performed very well against one of Phoenix’s best, especially considering the battle she recently went through.
RODZ: No question. As long as that kid keeps working hard the sky is the limit.
There's a harsh buzz suddenly in the crowd as from the back Asger and Azazel come flying down the ramp to the ring, clearly the pair have it in their heads to try to do something, make an impact statement so to speak, but before they even get fully to the ringside area here's none other than Jade, the new self-proclaimed leader of The Pulpit, she stops them in their tracks, and holds up a hand to the pair before producing a microphone and she smirks as she's speaking.
Jade Akana: Now now. Don't kick the poor girl while she's down. We have bigger fish to fry for the moment.
Aurora helps Kelli up and the pair go to the ropes as Jade smirks, Kelli looks livid and ready to fight and Aurora looks a right cross between amused and disgusted, gesturing the trio to come try it even as Olly the owl swoops down and circles the ring, indicating that Masaru Inoue was close by to even the odds. Jade realizes this and backs The Pulpit down, the cameras fading out on the ending standoff before switching to the Iron King Tournament Logo.
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